#and omega is such a sweetheart

[hawkinsbnbg]

Eddie: Why looking so sad, big boy?

Steve, sighing: It's just so hard to find an alpha who’s willing to get me pregnant these days :(

Eddie, an alpha who had disguised as a beta for years: …

Eddie: Listen, this might be a total surprise but I can actually re-present right now—

[xxbimbobunnyxx]

Pour Some Sugar On Me

(Older!Alpha Eddie x Omega!Reader)

Summary: It’s been four months since you’ve been mated to Eddie in secret. When he takes you to “Lovers Lake” for a picnic and tells you he’s never hooked up there, it’s only right that you remedy that. WK: 1.8K

Warnings: General Omegaverse behaviors, scenting, knotting, biting, unprotected sex, outside sex, pet names, a whole lotta gushy mushy fluff. No physical descriptions of reader besides her outfit but she does have the nickname “sugar” 18+MNDI!

A/N: SURPISEEE SHAWTY!! I know it’s been a minute since I posted a ST fic but I randomly got the spark to write this today! This is set in the middle of Everlasting Sweeheart before Sugar’s dad finds out about them. Older!Eddie edit is by @eddiemunsons-missingnipple.

You’ve been seeing Eddie in secret for about four months now and it couldn’t be more perfect. Aside from the fact that it was a secret. It was hard, having to hide your mate from everyone in your life. The only person you’ve told is your childhood best friend but she lives states away. A few of your employees asked about your mark and you brushed them off, not wanting to go into details. You haven’t seen your dad since that day at the shop, the day you realized that Eddie worked for him. You missed him, and you hate sneaking around behind his back. Even though it was your idea to wait, you were ready to tell him. But your mate? He wasn’t quite there yet. So you decided not to push him for now and to just enjoy your little bubble.

Today Eddie has something “special” planned for the two of you but refuses to tell you where you’re going. He does this with every date, plans something elaborate or something as simple as a movie night at home. But it was always romantic. He put a lot of thought into these dates and it made sneaking around infinitely easier on you. On those days, it feels everything and everyone but you and Eddie cease to exist.

“Alright sugar pie, you ready?” Eddie yells down the hall, you made him leave the room so you could get ready because you had a little surprise of your own. He didn’t tell you where you were going, but he at least told you that you were riding on his bike and not in one of his cars. So you’d know what to wear. And it just so happened you had the perfect outfit.

Thus far he's only seen your softer side, your little mini dresses and Mary Jane’s with ribbons tied in your hair. Which was great for when you worked at the bakery, comfy shoes, easy movement, kept your hair out of your face. But there’s a whole other side to you he has yet to discover. You were raised by a biker, after all. You look at yourself in the mirror and smirk. You had even styled your hair differently and your make up was darker than your everyday look. Eddie was going to shit.

“Yeah baby, I’m ready.” You exit the room and Eddie’s jaw literally drops and his keys that were dangling from his fingers fall to the ground.

“Sugar… you look…” his eyes roam your figure, drinking in every inch, every detail. The glossy leather of your thigh high platform boots. The little black ripped jean shorts. The tiny little white tank top. And last but not least? You’re wearing a fucking leather battle jacket. “Wow. You look so fucking sexy. Did you get new clothes?”

“Nah. This is stuff I’ve had forever. I actually started this jacket back in highschool and have gradually added to or changed it. I feel like you’re forgetting who my dad is, Eddie bear. Have you ever looked in my closet? There’s more to me than you think.” You approach him, running your cherry red fingernail along his jaw, causing him to shiver under your touch.

“You’re telling me my little sugar girl has a bad ass rocker side I don’t even know about?” He grips your hips in his large ringed hands, pulling your body taunt against his.

“Guess you’ll just have to stick around and find out.” You pull back, shooting him a wink. “You ready to go or are you gonna stand here and ogle me all night?”

“Oh baby, I’m gonna ogle you alright… but, I’m ready to go.” He gives your butt a little pat before leaning down to pick up his keys. “Come on, get your sexy ass out the door.”

“Okay, okay, I’m going. You don’t have to be pushy.” You tease, giggling as you connect his lips to yours.

Eddie drove his bike to the edge of town, turning down a dirt road and stopping when he reached the lake he apparently nicknamed “lovers lake”. He had a whole picnic packed tightly in the seat compartment of his motorcycle with all your favorite foods and treats. He even brought little candles and wine.

“This is nice Eddie, it’s really pretty here.” Your head is resting on his shoulder and you smile up at him sweetly.

“Yeah? I’m glad baby. Used to come out here in highschool in my van. Open up the back and just smoke and think, enjoy the silence. Figured it would be nice.” He smooths a hand over your hair before cupping your cheek, placing a tender kiss on your forehead.

“All by yourself? You didn’t bring any girls out here? That’s why they call it lovers lake, right?” You wiggle your eyebrows at him playfully.

“Ha! No, definitely didn’t bring any girls out here. Teenage Eddie wasn’t very popular with the ladies.”

“Hmm… that’s too bad, seems like a nice place to get your guts rearranged by a hot metal head, if you ask me.” You rest a hand on his chest, looking up at him with hooded eyes.

That’s how you ended up where you are now, bent over Eddie’s bike, your shorts discarded on the ground somewhere, panties pushed to the side and his tongue buried as deep inside you as possible. He insisted you keep the boots and the jacket on because it was “really doing it for him”.

“Fuck baby, you always taste so sweet.” Eddie mumbles against your core, the vibrations causing you to moan out. His skilled tongue pushes you closer to the edge with each passing second. He leans down to take your clit between his lips as his thick digits circle your entrance. He starts to thrust his fingers in and out of you, curling them just right so they brush against your sweet spot with each stroke. It has you seeing stars, your pussy clenching so tightly around his fingers he feels like they’re going to get pushed out.

“Oh my god! Fuck, Eddie! Feels so fucking good, you always make me cum so good. Want your cock.”

“Don’t worry sugar, I’m not fucking done with you yet.” You hear the sound of his belt, followed by his zipper. He pushes his pants down just enough for his cock to spring free, taking it in his hand and running it through your slick folds. “How bad do you want it?”

“So bad alpha, want your knot.” You whimper as you push back against him. He pushes into you in one breath taking thrust.

“Ah fuck, you’re always so god damn tight.” Eddie pushes his hips flush against yours, his tip brushing against your sweet spot. His hands grip onto your ass, the cool night air making his rings cold against your skin. He squeezes the flesh of your cheeks while he starts to rock into you slow and deep, teasing you.

“Eddie, faster, please, go faster.” You bounce back against him, your ass jiggling deliciously in his tattooed hands.

“Yeah? My pretty girl wants it faster?” He pulls almost all the way out before slamming back inside you, the sound of his hips clapping against your ass echoing through the trees. He starts to fuck into you hard and fast, your upper half resting against the plush bike seat and the tips of your boot clad feet are the only thing touching the ground.

“Mmm alpha, I need your cum. Need your knot. You make me feel so fucking full.”

Eddie leans forward, his chest pressing against your back, making his cock thrust even deeper inside you. One of his hands snakes around you to rub your clit while he brings his lips to your neck, leaving sloppy wet kisses along the expanse of your throat. He shoves his nose into your scent gland and inhales, your sugary sweet scent sending his eyes rolling into the back of his head.

“You smell so fucking good omega. My omega. My sweet girl.” He nips at the skin of your neck before biting down, latching his teeth to your skin. It’s all too much. It all feels too good. The speed of the circles on your clit increases and that’s all it takes to send you tumbling over the edge.

“Ohmygod! Eddieeee, mmm fuck.” He fucks you through it before leaning up off of you to chase his own high.

“This pussy’s so fucking good. Tastes so sweet. Sucks me in so good. So tight. Fucking made for me.” His eyes don’t know where to settle, his thick cock disappearing into your creamy walls over and over again. The way your back is curved from how you’re bent over his bike. The way those fucking boots hug the top of your thighs.

“Give your cum alpha, fuck a pup into me.”

“Oh god.” His hips slap hard against yours a few more times before he’s pushing them flush against your ass, filling you with ropes of his cum. His knot starts to swell inside you and he goes to pull out so you aren’t stuck in this awkward position until it goes down but you just hook your leg around his, keeping him in place.

“No, I want your knot, Eddie. I’ll stay like this all night just to have it.”

“Jesus Christ.” You let out a little whimper that turns into a loud moan as his knot pops inside you. The feeling sending you into another mind blowing orgasm. Eddie leans his chest down against you again so he can leave loving little pecks against your cheek and rub his nose against your throat.

“That was so fucking hot.” You giggle, reaching behind you to tangle your fingers in his hair.

“Yeah, it was, but now we’re stuck like this. So I’m gonna need you to stop laughing or we are going to be stuck here all night.” Eddie chuckles as he leans into your touch.

“Just fall back on your ass, it’ll be fine.”

He leans up, gripping your hips as he lets his ass fall back onto the ground. He lands with you on top of his lap with a gentle thud.

“Guess this isn’t so bad.” Eddie cups your cheek, turning your head to the side so he can connect your lips in a passionate kiss. No matter how many times he kisses you like this you think it’ll still make a bomb filled with butterflies go off in your stomach.

“So… how was your first lovers lake hookup?”

“World altering. Wouldn’t have wanted it to be with anyone else. I love you, sugar.”

“I love you too Eddie, so much.” You giggle fondly, taking his face in your hand.

“You’ve seriously gotta stop with that cute ass giggling or I’m just gonna have to fuck you again.”

“Maybe that’s what I want?” You raise a challenging eyebrow at him, a smirk spread across your lips.

“Ohhh you’re in for it now.” He grabs your hips, manhandling you onto your hands and knees with his knot still inside you. “I can stay here all night.”

Taglist: @eddiesxangel @bimbobaggins69 @fairymunson @artistwhodoesntpost @witchyhippysstuff @djoseph-quinn @freak-of-hawkins

[astaerion]

star wars week 2023: may 21 • underrated character » wrecker aka the sweetest man ever

[stevieschrodinger]

It's just biology, is all. Steve's an Alpha, Eddie's the only Omega in their little found family pack.

Steve picks up on Eddie's cycle; he can't help that either. He can pick the date Eddie's heat will begin about a fortnight before it happens. Again, he can't help that, he just knows, it's instinct.

Just like how he knows Eddie goes off carbs completely and becomes a demon for cheese and protein. Like he knows Eddie won't eat the pizza they order for movie night, so he picks up fancy meats and cheeses and a fruit platter thing from the deli and then labels it as Eddie's before everyone comes over.

He knows he does dumb stuff too, knows it's instinct and he operates on auto pilot. Knows that Eddie accepts it all unthinkingly too.

He catches Nancy smiling at him at the table and is baffled by that until he looks down and realises he's taking Eddie's favourite bits off his own plate and moving them to his.

He catches Dustin sniggering at him and shaking his head, it's all done amusement, but Steve has to genuinely stare at his own lounge for a good two minutes before he realises what he's done. He's set up for nerd game night as usual but...oh, yeah, there's like five blankets piled onto the chair when Eddie sits. Right.

Steve moves them to the back of the couch considering Eddie won't even be able to sit with them there...and then brings one back, the softest one, and leaves it draped over the back just in case.

It's all just instinct. Eddie will spend a few days alone in his nest, just like always.

[stoat-party]

I wanna talk about the food fight scene so I’m gonna, because it perfectly captures the team dynamic and maybe gives us some answers for what it’ll look like with all six reunited.

Omega instigates. She’s trying to be noble of course, but she’s the really impulsive one and most conflicts in the show start with her. She knows all these clones are brainwashed but isn’t afraid of them.

Hunter tries to end the fight before it begins, but uses intimidation because a. pride, b. he’s protective, and c. of course he does. He’s actually successful!

Wrecker escalates the fight for no dang reason! Because he’s Wrecker! And we love that for him!

Hunter is not surprised and doesn’t hesitate to haul off and punch the first person he sees.

Echo takes a second to 😑 about it because he’s the newbie (and the mom). But he’s a soldier and these are his guys, so he has no problem kicking butt when it comes to it.

Tech backs up his bros. He doesn’t like conflict but he isn’t afraid of it, and despite being the smart guy he is PERFECTLY physically capable.

Only when his meal gets ruined does Crosshair actually get involved. He picked a fight with Rex in season seven so we know he’s not avoidant. He just tends to look out for himself (to be fair he’s partially 66’d here)

One thing I love about animated Star Wars is how subtly they distinguish the clones, and of course TBB is a great example. I’m so excited to see what’s next for them.

Here’s a deranged low-quality Omega for the road.

[lavender-jedi]

Omega when she sees the kids in the Vault:

[goldenloverss]

"There's nobody better than you, it took me awhile til i knew

But you knew from the start it was us, didn't you?

It just took me a while 'til I knew"

[Credits left to right, top to bottom: Samson by Regina spektor // r.wright "sunlit" // here // here // here // Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides // // Lily j emmerson // here // here ]

[mugloversonly]

Silver over Gold

Ch 3: Kintsugi - Final

Ch.1 Ch.2 AO3

Summary:

Steve and Eddie finally talk.

Steve stood outside Eddie’s door horrified by what he heard on the other side. Eddie was sobbing and his inner omega was whining weakly. “Eddie? Baby can I come in?” He pleaded.

“Alpha?” Eddie cried softly. “Door’s locked.” His voice was fading into a whisper. “I’m sorry alpha.”

Steve didn’t think twice about ripping the door of the hinges; he'd fix it later, he just hoped Wayne would understand. His omega needed him and his alpha would stop at nothing to help him (for once he was in total agreement). The smashing of the door echoed through the whole trailer but Eddie didn’t seem to notice. He was curled up on his side in the corner of the room with his head tucked against his knees, shaking violently. Steve rushed over to him and gently swept his hair out of his face. He gasped when he saw his beautiful omega. “Oh, Eddie.” He whispered. He was paler than usual, practically translucent. His lively chocolate eyes were red rimmed and puffy, empty as they stared up at him. Steve wasn’t even sure if Eddie could see him right now.

“I’m sorry alpha.” Eddie whispered. Steve stared at him hoping for some awareness in his eyes but there still wasn’t anything. He must be speaking unconsciously.

“Sh,” Steve cooed. “I’m right here, omega. Your alpha is right here. I'm not going anywhere.” He ran his hands up and down Eddie’s arms and kissed him on the forehead. His skin was freezing to the touch and if Steve didn’t know better he’d think he just came out of Lover’s Lake.

He took him into his arms, laid them back in Eddie’s nest, and removed their shirts for skin contact, pulling the blanket over them for good measure . Steve made sure to hold the omega’s nose directly onto his scent gland. He didn’t know much about rejection sickness, but from what he learned in school one way to cure it was through comforting touch and scents. Eddie barely moved and didn’t acknowledge Steve at all. Steve was having a hard time staying calm but the whines and howling of his omega were helping him to stay focused.

H is shivering finally subsided and Eddie fell into a light haze. He pulled back from Steve and his eyes were a bit clearer. “Stevie?” He asked. At Steve’s nod he threw himself back. He didn’t deserve to be held like this. He was a bad omega. His alpha didn’t love him and it was all his fault. Steve didn’t let him get far before he was yanking him right back in. He ran his fingers through his tangled hair and nuzzled his neck. “I’m sorry Steve. I should’ ve trusted you . I'm a bad omega.” He sobbed but Steve clapped a hand over his mouth.

“You're not a bad omega Eddie. You're my omega.” Steve said. He felt more than heard Eddie’s gasp and watched as his wet eyes widened. He reached up and pulled Steve’s hand off his mouth.

“I’m still your omega?” He whispered hopeful yet terrified.

“Yes, darling.” Steve replied caressing his cheek. Eddie put his hand over Steve’s and held it there.

“You still want to be my alpha? After everything I put you through?” Steve looked deep into Eddie’s eyes and kissed him on the nose.

“You didn’t put me through anything. I will always be your alpha. Even if you decided you wanted nothing to do with me, I will be here waiting. There is nothing you could do that would drive me away. I will never leave you.” He promised. “Let me apologize now.”

“No, Steve you don’t owe me anything.” Eddie said clutching his shirt. “I was the one in the wrong.”

“No you weren’t. I was scared. I didn’t stop to consider that I was stringing you along.” He bowed his head as tears finally spilled over. “I love you, Eddie. I never want you to doubt that. I’m sorry I didn’t say it sooner. And I’m sorry the first time I said it was in an argument.” He grabbed Eddie’s face and tilted it until their lips were barely a millimeter apart. “I would never lie to you. I know why you would think that. Wayne told me. Just know, that the most important person in my life, is right here in my arms. Okay?”

“Except Robin?” He knew it was shitty, but he needed to know.

“No my lovely omega. Even more important than Robin.” He kissed him then. A quick press of lips, there and gone in mere moments. “Robin is my best friend and I won’t stop loving her or change how she and I are with each other. But you’re my future mate, and nothing is more important than you feeling secure in us.” Eddie surged forward and kissed him hard practically shoving his tongue down his throat.

“I don’t want you to stop being friends with Robin or anything like that, Stevie. It’s just…” Eddie knew he had to let Steve hear some of this from him. “The pups constantly tell me how you two were made for each other and how it’s only a matter of time for you two to mate.” Eddie looked down. “I guess, with you wanting to keep it a secret and when I ask about courting you brush it off, mix that with Dustin asking me to find out if you’re secretly dating Robin and I thought it was only a matter of time before you stopped what we had and went with her. And when I saw you two together, I thought it finally happened and you didn’t even have the decency to tell me first.” His voice broke on that last word.

“Wait a second...the pups have been saying what?!” Steve yelled out startling the omega and causing him to whimper. “Sorry.” He took a few calming breaths before asking again. “The pups have been telling you that Robin and I are secretly together?”

“Basically.” Eddie admitted.

“No wonder you didn’t believe me.” Steve scoffed. “Don’t worry my love I’ll set the record straight as soon as I can.” He snuggled Eddie closer and kissed his hair.

“You don’t have to do anything you’re uncomfortable with Steve. Not for my sake.” He understood that it may be hard for Steve since he had only dated female omegas before. But his alpha just rolled his eyes.

“I’ll put an ad in the newspaper try me.” He laughed. “It’ll say something like: I, Steven Anthony Harrington am courting and plan to mate with the beautiful” he leaned over and nuzzled against Eddie’s scent gland causing the omega to giggle. “Wonderful, remarkable, one of a kind, Edward Wayne Munson.” He nipped lightly at his neck. “I will don’t tempt me.”

Light finally returned to Eddie’s eyes. “Thank you.” He whispered. Steve knew he was thanking him for much more but Steve didn’t want him to feel grateful that Steve treated him like a worthy partner.

“No thanks necessary. I’m not going to hide any more okay? In fact, close your eyes.” he said. When Eddie did so, he reached into his pocket to pull something out that he fastened around Eddie’s pale throat and kissed him softly. “Open.”

Eddie opened his eyes and gasped. It was the most unique courting gift he’d ever received. Pure silver because he mentioned to Steve once that it was his favorite precious metal. The pendant was a perfect copy of his warlock with small rubies creating the red lightening. As he took a closer look, he realized the neck of the guitar was actually Steve’s nail bat. It was the perfect combination of them.

His chest no longer felt tight and his nose tickled as his blood orange scent began pouring out of his scent gland. It was faint, but it was there. Steve beamed and pushed his nose to the source and took a big inhale. “Thank you, Alpha. I accept your request to court.” Eddie said in the traditional manner. He pulled away. “I’ll give you something I scented in return once it gets back to normal.” Eddie promised. Steve nodded and pulled him into another kiss. This one was more heated and while Eddie did feel better and the sickness was receding, he wasn’t ready to go very far. He leaned back slightly but stayed close so the alpha knew he was okay. “Is it alright, if we take it slow?” He couldn’t meet his eyes.

“Whatever you need.” Steve said tilting his head up. “What ever you want. It’s yours.” He said more like an oath than a promise.

“I threw away your yellow sweater. I’m sorry. I know it was your favorite.” He admitted ashamed. Steve slid away and for a second Eddie thought he was leaving, but before he could let out a single noise of protest he was getting hit in the face with soft cotton. In his hands was the best thing he'd ever seen.

“Wayne said he saw you throw it away and figured you were just upset.” Eddie smiled.

“He knows me so well.”

“I’d hope so, he is your dad and all.” Steve said. “Speaking of, I’d like to formally ask him to court you. I know you already said yes, but it’s traditional to ask an omega’s parent.” Eddie beamed.

“You really do love me, don’t you?” He asked.

“I do. I love you so much. I want to court you and mate with you. I want to see you round with my pups.” Steve replied and laid down pulling Eddie with him. “I want us to smell like one another so there’s no mistaking who we belong to.”

“How long have you had this necklace by the way?” Eddie asked the pendant clutched in his hand.

“Since right after spring break.” He admitted. At Eddie’s raised eyebrows he sheepishly said “I told you, I’ve wanted to court you for a long time.”

The two talked a bit more about their insecurities and about Eddie’s past trauma with alphas. When the alpha that hurt him came up again, Steve growled. “Give me a name.” The fire in his eyes would have scared Eddie if it was directed at him. But at the moment, it may have made him a bit slick. He’d never had an alpha want to protect him like this.

“If I tell you, can you promise you won’t do anything crazy?” Eddie asked.

“No.” Steve said. “I promised no lies.” He defended at Eddie’s snort.

“You did, you did. Okay, just promise you’ll be careful.” Steve agreed to that and motioned for Eddie to continue. “It was Tommy Hagan my first senior year.” He admitted. The scent of burning woods filled the his nostrils.

“When?” Steve growled. Had he still been friends with Tommy?

“We started courting in August. The heat we spent together was in November.”

“You were the omega he couldn’t shut up about?” Steve asked. Eddie shrugged.

“I guess. Weird that he couldn’t shut up about me when he cheated on me with Carol.” Eddie said meekly. The faint blood orange Eddie was finally emitting was turning sour and he was trying to pump out calming omega pheromones to calm Steve, but it didn’t seem to be working well due to the dull nature of it.

“Sorry, sorry.” Steve said as he willed himself to calm down. “It’s not important right now.” He stood and pulled Eddie to his feet.

“What is important is getting you checked out by a doctor. Let’s let Wayne know and we can go okay?” Steve asked. Eddie nodded and the two got dressed with some difficulty since they refused to let go of each other. Steve wore his yellow sweater so it would smell like him again and Eddie pulled on his favorite band tee. On their way out of the trailer they wrote a note for Wayne and Steve walked Eddie to the passenger side. He opened the door and kept a firm hand in Eddie’s until he was seated. Eddie watched on amused as Steve practically sprinted around the car so they could spend the least amount apart as possible.

~ ~~

At the hospital, the Doctor that saw him last time was able to see him again. “Eddie, this one could have killed you if your alpha hadn’t come when he did. To help you get back on your feet it’ll be good for the two of you to spend the next 48 to 72 hours together. Now for cases like yours we have a new type of medication that can stop rejection sickness from getting worse once it starts. I’m giving you a prescription for that. And I want you to go back to taking the preventive ones for a while.” He looked between the two men knowingly. “I’d say until you’ve mated. After that, you should be okay to stop them. But, keep the emergency one on you at all times. It could be the difference between life and death.” He said before leaving them with a nurse. She gave Eddie some fluids in an IV that were supposed to help him return to normal and then they were on their way.

“So, what now?” Eddie asked. Steve took his hand again.

“Let me take you out on the town? Then we can go back to the trailer and cuddle?” He asked. Eddie blushed and his blood orange scent finally filled the car in full force.

"I'd like that."

@v3lv3tf0x @lexirosewrites Final part!

That's a wrap on this one. But I do have plans to write some Robin POV and what Steve does the next time he sees Tommy.

[honeybuns-bb]

My Bad Batch Season 3 Predictions

Ok listen. I am NOT a critical thinker or predictor when it comes to my comfort media, and this show falls into that category, BUT in honor of Bad Batch Eve I thought it'd be fun to try my hand at making some theories anyway just so that if any of them happen I can brag that I predicted it. So let's try this out.

Thing I think will happen by the end of the series:

Phee dies

Cody shows up + Cody dies

Pabu is destroyed(I saw someone say they thought the Zillo Beast would be the one to destroy it and tbh I agree)

Wolffe comes back. He sighs dramatically about something. Perhaps even incorporating an eye roll. And if we're REALLY lucky, he'll even cross his arms.

CX-2 is Tech

DARTH VADER APPEARANCE

Things I WANT to happen by the end of the series:

Quinlan shows up(I will accept a name drop but NOTHING LESS. Give me his FACE or give me his NAME. No vague references)

Ahsoka pleeeeeease!!!

At least one (1) group hug with TBB

Ventress shanks a bitch

Crosshair gets a new outfit/armor. Someone help this outdated fashion disaster of a man.

emerie picks up hemlock and dunks him into the garbage. fucking obliterated(i saw someone ship them once. i want that person to know: im going to kill you)

Omega gets a lightsaber. As a treat. She deserves it.

DARTH VADER APPEARANCE. I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH.

Things I think will happen in the finale specifically:

Crosshair, Echo, Wrecker, Hunter all die

Omega lives

Those three itty bitty clones(Mox, etc.) go with Rex

Cid pulls a Lando and tries to make up for her betrayal

Howzer dies and i die too

Crosshair momentarily overcomes his hand trembling to make a heroic and epic shot that saves someone's life(Rex/Wolffe/Gregor?). The music swells dramatically. The sun comes out. Omega wipes a tear from her eye. He will immediately die after this.

CX-2(Tech?) kills one of the bad batch

Then Omega/someone will be in danger and CX-2(Tech??) will overcome his reprogramming or whatever to save her life. He will also immediately die after this.

I haven't decided if I think Batcher will live and stay with Omega(symbolic of the rest of TBB still being with Omega metaphorically despite their deaths) or will die before the rest of them in a sooner episode(foreshadowing that they're all going to fkcing die)

I unfortunately don't think Hemlock will die. I have never hoped to be wrong about something as much as I hope to be wrong about this.

DARTH. VADER. APPEARANCE.

Welp. That's it. Happy Bad Batch Eve. See you all tomorrow if we're all still alive.

[skotiwolves]

something something tantiss has done irreparable damage to crosshair’s psyche and/or body and he will probably live in pain because of it for the rest of his life and he has every single reason in the galaxy to not go back there, but his love and care for omega and the goodness that he’s capable of, that tantiss could never fully strip away, goes way beyond what they did to him and is instead his motivator to get his beloved sister back out and blow that wretched facility to high heaven

[racerchix21]

Give me your lovin’

Relationship(s): Kenny Omega & Nick Jackson, Kenny Omega & Matt Jackson, Kenny Omega & Hangman Adam Page, Kenny Omega & everyone (puppy pile) , Kenny Omega/Original Character

Warnings: Kenny is touch starved and not necessarily taking care of himself. He’s given an order of sorts to ask for hugs or cuddles when he needs them. He doesn’t see his ignoring his needs as a self harm and his family think otherwise.

A/N: I know this is kind of short but I’m in love with it. It’s also on AO3

Summary: 4 times Kenny needed a hug and got one from his friends + 1 time he made it home after a long trip and got some cuddles from his person.

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They’d only been on the road for a few days and Kenny was already struggling with separation anxiety. He was a tactile person in general and not having his comfort person there to curl up with at night was slowly killing him. He needed cuddles or a hug or something but he couldn’t ask anyone for help because it felt like cheating.

Parting ways at the airport with Ryle on Sunday night was a struggle and a half but they’d spent their entire vacation laying in a hammock overlooking the ocean making out between naps. They both had naively assumed that Kenny would be okay until they could be together again.

Glancing at the calendar on his phone, he marks another day off and longs for the next 17 months to fly by when Ryle’s deployment will finally be over and Kenny would never have to say goodbye again.

🖤 Kenny & everyone (puppy pile)

Ryle has been gone for 3 months, 15 days and 22 minutes and Kenny needs a hug. Pronto.

He’d snapped at poor Stat when she’d said hi to him and now he felt shitty. He said sorry immediately but he was a little afraid that she was still mad and was gonna tell her boys and they were gonna wind up being rougher than usual during their singles matches that night.

***

Walking into the locker room he’s sharing with his teammates, he collapses on the sofa in the corner. He wants to weep when his phone rings and he sees it’s Ryle calling for their end of the month catch up. Being the amazing boyfriend he is Kenny sucks it up, takes a deep breath and answers.

“Ry baby,” Kenny says in lieu of a hello and he thinks he’s convincing until his partner sighs on the other side of the world.

“Hey honey. What’s wrong Prince? Huh what’s got my favorite love sounding so sad?,” Ryle asks, heart breaking. Ry knows that Kenny needs a hug and so wishes this deployment could end now but they’ve still got 14 months to go.

“I miss you Ry. I miss you and your smile and your kisses and I want you to come home soon,” Kenny whines and hearing his partner laugh warms his heart a little bit.

“Honeybuns i know you can be a good boy for me and talk to one of our friends about maybe giving you a hug occasionally. I know you hate the prospect but you can’t keep doing this to yourself. You’re gonna make yourself sick love and i hate the idea of you being sick without me to take care of you.”

“I’m sorry Ry, I love you. Be safe and I’ll talk to you soon. And I promise I’ll talk to the boys about what you said, k? Love and miss your face babes,” he says just as his friends walk in.

He hates to admit that Ry might be right about hugging his friends. He says bye one more time and hangs up before looking up to face the guys.

“Kenny, what’s wrong,” Nick asks setting his bag by the table before plopping down on the couch next to him.

“As you guys know how much I rely Ryle to keep my head on straight and keep me balanced and I’m starting to struggle again. Ry wants to know if maybe you guys would be cool with occasionally hugging or maybe curling up with me. I’ll understand if you don’t want to.”

Glancing at Matt and Hanger and seeing the love they both have for Kenny, Nick wraps his arm around his best friend and gestures for the others to join their cuddle session. “Of course we will Kenny. Just tell us and we’ll snuggle all you want. Now let’s figure out a plan for BTE this week and what we’re doing tonight against the Best Friends.”

🖤 Kenny & Hanger

It’s been 7 months, 22 days and 56 minutes since Kenny kissed Ryle goodbye at the airport in Honolulu. It feels like it’s been longer than that and he knows he’s gonna have to ask someone for a hug.

He’s debating on who to ask when he runs into Adam and Mox making out against a road case. He hates to interrupt and turns to give them privacy when he hears Mox call out to him to wait.

Turning back towards them just to be pulled into a hug by Adam. They don’t have to say anything and it’s the best thing that Kenny’s felt all day. He slips away after patting his friends chest and he can’t wait to tell Ry about their friends finally getting it together and finally getting together.

🖤 Kenny & Matt

It’s been 11 months, 23 days and 59 minutes since he kissed Ry goodbye and it’s been 4 months since he’d last felt this itch to be held by someone.

He found Matt sitting in their shared hotel room playing on his phone and climbed up on the bed next to him to weasel his way under Matt’s arm. He loves how Matt without looking up from his phone immediately starts running his fingers through Kenny’s hair and he snuggles a little more into Matt’s chest and falls asleep.

He’ll probably regret that decision later but right now he’s comfortable and he doesn’t care.

🖤 Kenny & Nick

It’s been 13 months, 28 days and 2 hours and the itch is back. He’s only got a few months left to pine for his lover. Pine for Ryle’s arms wrapped around him and smell Ry’s body wash. The warmth of their bed and their nightly cuddles turned sleepy kisses. Kenny shakes himself out of his thoughts and focuses back into the conversation he’s been having with Nick, Matt, Hanger and their significant others.

They’re arguing about where to go for dinner and he uses it to his advantage when worms his way into Nicks arms for a quick hug listening to Eddie and Mox tormenting their boyfriends.

♥️ Kenny & his person

Its been 17 months, 2 days and 15 minutes and Ryle is sitting in Adam’s truck getting ready to surprise his hot as hell love and ask him to make their love a forever kind of thing.

“Hey Hanger, I appreciate this man. I love Kenny to death and I want this to be perfect. Hopefully he doesn’t punch me for lying about when I was gonna be back.”

“Look Ryle he loves you and once he sees you it isn’t gonna matter. Now do you know what you’re gonna say or how you wanna sneak in?”

“Matt said something about a wheelchair and blankets to keep me hidden until after his match and then I come through the crowd and kiss him senseless. But I have no idea what I’m gonna say and what if I mess it up,” Ryle starts to panic because this can’t be messed up. Kenny’s the most important person in the world and he deserves all the good things that life has to offer.

“Ry, hey you’re good. Take a deep breath for me and relax. Think about Kenny and his curls if you need too,” Adam says squeezing Ryle’s shoulder and watching as his friend calms enough he feels comfortable texting Matt to let him know they were outside. “Matt’ll be out here in a minute so do you have Kenny’s ring?”

“Nick picked it up so I’ll have to get it from him before we head out to surprise my pretty little Bunny. He’s facing Mox tonight for the world title, isn’t he? How is your grumpy bloodthirsty man anyway?”

“Wait how did you know that Jon and I were together? We’ve only been together a few months and he’s good. He’s so sweet and protective behind closed doors and he knows what I need before I even do. But yeah Kenny and Mox are facing off for Jon’s title. No offense to you and Kenny but I need him to retain because post championship match sex with him is everything I could want and more.”

“Yeah I know the feeling I love how Kenny is after a title match but I think Kenny’s taking the title tonight, Hanger. Now on to how I know about you and Mox is Kenny. You know he can’t keep a secret to save his life.”

“Of course he did. There’s Matt so let’s go get you and Kenny engaged.”

*****

Strolling up to the railing to peek at the ring Ry can hear Kenny’s music hit and Justin Roberts announcing Kenny’s title win. Ryle waits a beat for Mox to give the cue and then suddenly Ry’s standing right at ringside looking up at the prettiest boy in the world.

The moment Kenny catches sight of who’s standing less than 15 feet from him, he squeals Ryle and suddenly he’s in his best friends arms and it’s like there’s no one else in the world. Kissing Ry is like coming home after a hike in the desert and seeing civilization for the first time in forever. They’re interrupted by Justin announcing Ryle’s homecoming and their friends wolf whistling.

“Welcome home Staff Sergeant Ryle MacKenzie! Now Kenny if you’ll join me back in the ring I think someone has something they’d like to ask you,” Justin says gesturing for them both to climb in the ring together.

“Kenny, I’ve loved you for the last 10 years. We’ve been through so much together and I wanna spend the rest of our lives being that disgustingly in love couple that we always laugh about. So Kenny will you make me happiest person in the world and marry me? Be my Bunny for the rest of eternity?”

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Now come here and kiss me.”

Tagging: @spookywrasslin @fallenangelomega

[xxbimbobunnyxx]

Everlasting Sweetheart Masterlist

(Older!Alpha!Eddie Munson x Fem!Omega!Reader)

Summary: Ever since you presented you never thought you’d find a mate, that is until you move to Hawkins Indiana and meet your older neighbor, Eddie Munson.

Warnings: General omegaverse behaviors (scenting, knotting, mating), unprotected sex, age gap (Eddie is 41 reader is 27), slight angst, mutual pining, fluff, oral (m & f receiving), breeding kink, pregnancy, it’s the mid 00s. More will be added as I add to the series I’m sure. 18+MNDI!!

Chapters:

Part 1 (wk: 15.3k)

Part 2 (coming one day maybe)

One shots/Blurbs:

Pour Some Sugar On Me

Moodboards:

Part 1 Moodboard

Eddie’s moodboard

[soft--dragon]

Bomb Disarming

I adore Wrecker and Omega's dynamic so I had to write something for them!! :D Hope you enjoy! <3

THIS IS ALL PLATONIC, GET AWAY YA NASTY SHIPPERS

Word Count: 2,388

Warnings: None

This is a SFW tickle fic, if you don’t like that then don’t read :)

Travelling to new planet systems always seemed to take longer than wanted, and this one was especially bad. It was going to take so long in fact, that Tech had ended up switching the ship to autopilot and left the cockpit to tinker with a new project. Hunter and Echo were somewhere in the Havoc Marauder, either discussing new jobs from Cid or talking plans about ration stockage and fuel supplies.

Those types of serious conversations were something Wrecker would rather leave to the two leaders of the team, it was way too boring to force himself to be interested in those topics. Though, he was almost considering going to see what they were talking about just to save himself from going stir crazy. He was in the cockpit with Omega, sat back in the comfy chairs and desperately wishing something interesting would just happen already. He’d even take being knocked out of hyperspace by a Purrgil or something.  

Another minute passed before Wrecker decided it was official; he was going to die of boredom. Bam. Straight on the floor, flatlined with a sheet thrown over his corpse. Murdered by boredom instead of on the battlefield, what a sad way to go. 

By the looks of things, Omega wasn’t far off either. The kid was turning aimlessly in her chair, trying to twirl one of Tech’s tools between her fingers like Hunter did with his knives. She was getting pretty accurate with the timing of the spins, but they weren’t very smooth, the pattern of switching the tool to each finger was stilted. Though she didn’t seem to care about the tacky display, instead staring at the streaks of blue and white outside the glass of the ship with a glazed look in her brown eyes.

Two death counts from boredom in one day. Truly a pity. 

Wrecker groaned, sitting up and rolling his shoulders back, causing them to click loudly. Omega didn’t even spare him a glance at the movements, her focus still the shifting blue hues outside. Damn, she was zoned out. 

The larger clone hummed deeply, foot tapping the floor in thought as he tried to come up with a way to entertain the pair of them. They still had over an hour of travel left and Wrecker wanted to bash a few more heads in before he took his trip to the afterlife, thank you very much, so the boredom would have to go. His gaze flicked to the tool Omega was still spinning slowly, it was a smaller set of clipping shears Tech used on finicky wires in the more delicate parts of his projects, and quite similar to what they used to cut wires of bombs.

Wrecker’s eyebrows shot up as an idea hit him faster than a bullet train.

“Hey kid!” He exclaimed, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees to be at Omega’s height level.

Omega gave a start at the sudden burst of noise which caused the tool in her hand to clatter to the floor. She ripped her gaze from the window and stared up at her brother in alarm. “What? What is it?” She asked, her accented voice filled with concern.

Wrecker grinned at her, scooping the discarded clipping shears on the ground and holding them up clearly. “Why don’t we go through bomb disarming again? We haven’t done it in a bit!”

Omega blinked owlishly, eyes flicking between the tool and his face in bewilderment. “On the ship?” Her question was a mix of slight levity and confusion. “I don’t think Hunter would like that very much.”

Wrecker’s excitement deflated slightly. She did have a pretty valid point. They were running low on smoke bombs as is, and the idea of the ship filling with the thick fog with no way to filter it out probably wasn’t a smart idea. 

“Ah,” he grunted, lowering the shears slightly. “I guess that’s true.”

Omega nodded quietly and went to look back out the window, her knees drawing to her chest and arms wrapping around them. She looked smaller than usual in that position, and her childish features just looked so sad. Wrecker frowned. He didn’t like Omega being sad. 

“We don’t have to use an actual bomb,” he said slowly, his brain trying to come up with an alternative quickly.

“Mm?” Hummed Omega to show she was listening, half lidded eyes drifting over the hyperspace streaks.

“...We could use my hand instead?”

Omega lifted her head, eyebrows furrowing as she stared straight forwards. She then turned to look at him slowly, one eyebrow quirked in puzzlement. “...You want me to use those shears on your fingers?” 

Wrecker barked a laugh, shaking his head and tossing the shears to the side which caused them to clatter noisily on the dashboard. “No no, the idea was that you’ll use your fingers like shears to ‘cut’ my fingers which will be the wires. The palm of my hand will be the actual bomb, and your goal is to cut the right wires to stop it from detonating. Make sense?”

Omega’s gaze dropped to his hand that was being held up to be a demonstration alongside Wrecker’s explanation. Slowly, her legs unfurled from her chest and she sat forward on her chair. 

“...Okay, that sounds like it could be good practice.”

“Atta girl,” Wrecker praised, ruffling her curls and smiling when she leant up into his large palm. “Do you need reminding of which wires are which?”

“I think I remember… provided you’ve got them in the same order as a smoke bomb and you’re not gonna pull anything?”

“Course not, kid. Now, you’ve got a time limit of ten seconds before it explodes, ya ready?”

Omega leant forward more, using her index and middle fingers to make a pair of scissors on her right hand and studying Wrecker’s ‘bomb’. “Ready.”

Wrecker had spread his fingers with his palm facing upwards, trying to make it easy for Omega to remember the correct method. “Alright. Beep!” 

With Wrecker’s noise indicating the ‘bomb’s’ activation, Omega quickly set to work, half listening to his countdown. “The conductor feeds the coil expander… this connects to the transmitter… the detonator links to…” 

As she mumbled, she used her finger shears to cut at Wrecker’s fingers, the older clone folding the digits inwards to show the break. She’d ‘cut’ three of Wrecker’s fingers, and was now stalling between his middle and ring fingers, face pinching as she tried to recall the last step. 

“I- I don’t know which one to do-”

“Better hurry, kid! Five… four…”

Omega bit her lip anxiously, then on impulse, pinched Wrecker’s ring finger between her shears. 

“BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.”

Kriff. Wrong one. 

“KABOOM!” Wrecker yelled, sweeping Omega off her chair into his arms, wiggling his fingers into her sides quickly. 

Omega squealed loudly, kicking out on instinct and breaking into fits of laughter. “AHA! W-Wrehehecker!” 

“You failed to disarm the worst kind of bomb there is, Omega, now you’re suffering the consequences!”

Still giggling, Omega pressed out, “Smoke bohombs arehen’t the wohorst!”

“Oh no, this was very different from a regular ol smoke bomb, kiddo,” Wrecker chuckled, “it was a tickle bomb!” 

He blew a raspberry into Omega’s cheek, fingers worming against her stomach to produce high pitched, childish laughter. 

“YOHOU LIHIAR!” Omega gasped, squirming in Wrecker’s unrelenting hold. “Yohou shahid ihit wahas aha smohoke bohomb!” 

Far too smug about his ploy, Wrecker chuckled evilly. “Oh I didn’t lie, I said the wires were in the same order as a smoke bomb, I never said it was one.” He lay Omega over his lap and raised his hands above her, wiggling his fingers tauntingly. The effect was immediate. 

Omega tried to curl up in the limited space, giggling more at the ‘threat’ before her. “W-Wrehehecker!” she squeaked.

“Yeah? That’s my name, Omega.” He held them for a moment longer to build suspense, then suddenly dropped them to just ghost over Omega’s torso, delighting in the squeal that burst from the blonde clone. Her eyes had clamped shut in preparation for the onslaught, only for Wrecker to raise his hands in the air again, still wiggling.

Cracking an eye open, Omega whined at falling for the fake-out. “Wrehehehecker!”

“Still my name. You sure we shouldn’t call you Echo, now?”

Once more, Wrecker’s hands plunged down towards Omega, another shriek bursting from the kid that was followed by bright giggles. The sensations of wiggling fingers never touched down, and Omega didn’t even need to open her eyes this time to know she’d been tricked again.

“Nohot fahair!”

“Not fair? Oh, I’ll show you ‘not fair’, kid.”

Wrecker snaked an arm under her back to tickle her right side and used the other to poke along her left ribs quickly, leaving her no escape route from the gentle attack. Omega squealed and shrieked, her hands smacking at Wrecker’s to try and deter him, but the bigger clone was secure in his path.

These tactics were ones he often used on his brothers’, and he was pleased to see it was just as effective on his sister too. Omega was a bundle of bright giggles and a smile close to literal sunshine, the child was just as ticklish as the rest it would seem.

“Wrecker, I hope you don’t plan on killing Omega, do you?”

The slightly nasally voice made Wrecker look at the doorway where Tech was standing, discreetly putting away a holo-pad that no doubt was filled to the storage limit with photos now. 

“Nah, she disarmed a bomb incorrectly and it exploded,” he explained, grinning up at his younger brother. “She’s facing the aftermath.”

“Ah, I see.” Tech’s lips twitched subtly and he cleared his throat. “I’m looking for my clipping shears, have you seen them?” 

“Dashboard.”

“Thank you.”

“T-Tehehech hehehelp!” Omega squeaked, reaching out for the bespeckled clone, only to shriek and throw her head back in new bouts of laughter as Wrecker had quickly swept his fingers into the new weak spots. She clamped her arms down to try and stop the wiggling digits, but it only served to trap them in the sensitive hollows, leaving her spluttering and giggling hysterically. 

“I’m afraid I cannot help you, Omega,” Tech answered, amusement evident in his voice as he shifted towards the dashboard to retrieve his tool, pocketing it for the time being. “I am not one to stand in the way of a lesson, especially one as important as bomb disarmament.” 

“Trahahitor!” 

“Now now, there’s no need for insults. You’ll get the right wires next time, I’m sure.” Tech ruffled Omega’s hair in passing, a smile on his face that was a mix of fond and mischievous. He then glanced at the bigger clone with an equally fond smile. “Though Wrecker, remember that her stamina is not the same as ours, you may want to ease up soon.”

Wrecker sent a grin towards his brother. “Yeh, that’s a good point,” he agreed and slid his hands out from underneath Omega’s tightly pressed arms. A giggly squeal slipped from the girl and melted both of the hearts of the male clones instantly. 

She brought her arms down to protect her torso, grinning up at Wrecker with mirthful anticipation, giggles still tumbling from her mouth. Wrecker chuckled at her flighty behaviour, raising his hands in what would be a peaceful action though it only caused Omega to giggle harder and curl in on herself. 

“N-Nohoho nohot thahat agahain!” she whined, eyeing Wrecker’s fingers through squinted eyes. 

“Used the ‘hang and drop’ tactic on her too, I see?” Tech observed, his smile softer than Wrecker had ever seen it. “You really wanted to make her learn the importance of bomb disarming.”

“Of course, we don’t want a lack of bomb knowledge to cause her to be partially blind in one eye, right? That position is already filled.”  

Tech flicked his gaze from Omega to Wrecker, eyes trailing over the scarring running over the left side of Wrecker’s face. He softened a bit more, reaching over to gently rest a hand on his shoulder. “You’re being a good teacher,” he said quietly. “She’ll be a natural in no time.” 

Wrecker smiled up at him warmly, giving a one shouldered shrug to lean up into the palm. “Thanks Tech.”

“Of course.” Tech removed his hand, making for the door only to pause in front of it. “Omega, I expect you to drink some water after your lesson, you’ll be dehydrated from all your laughing.”

Omega grinned and gave a small salute from where she was still lying on her back on Wrecker’s legs. “Sir, yes, sir,” she chirped, the lingering titters fading out.

Tech gave a nod, giving a smile in return and then stepped from the room, the doors sliding closed behind him. The silence hung in the air for a moment, interrupted occasionally by Omega’s small giggles that crept back into her chest. It was only when she had calmed down fully that Wrecker leant over to the storage cabinet by the piloting chair to pluck out a bottle of water. He handed it to Omega who sat up in his lap to take a swig, humming appreciatively of the cooling effect. 

Wrecker let her rest for another minute or two before gently nudging his chin against her hair. “You up to trying again?” He asked.

Omega blinked up at him in surprise, cocking her head slightly. “Oh, I can do the  disarmament again?” 

“Of course, the only way to get it right is practice.” Carefully, Wrecker picked her up again and set Omega back on her chair. He cracked his knuckles then held a hand upright, fingers splayed. “You got your clipping shears ready?”

Omega sat forward and propped her hand up to have her index and middle fingers positioned again. “Yup,” she said, then suspiciously leant back. “...If I get this wrong again…”

“You already know what’ll happen,” Wrecker chuckled. “Gotta have some consequence right? Otherwise it’ll be pretty ineffective to help you learn.”

Omega rolled her eyes, smiling up at her brother. “Yeah, I guess you’re right. It…it is kinda fun.”

Wrecker visibly brightened at her words. “Good! Cause we still have forty minutes to kill, kid.”

Cracking her knuckles, Omega grinned, a flame of determination flaring up inside her. “Bring it.”

[sskim-milkk]

Omega: pinky promise?

Crosshair: *sighs, rolling his eyes* oh yes, my pinky promises

[opuswrites]

MY WATER(meloria)GHOUL HCS BECAUSE HE'S ONE OF MY FAVOURITES AND HE'S VERY VERY UNDERRATED

he gets his tail and height from thresher sharks. his tail is a biiig one and it's so silly considering how small he is.

he often has trouble carrying it around for a long set of time because of that. it's very heavy and sometimes exhausts him. makes him very sore too, keeping it lifted all day so it doesn't get all dirty from the ground.

like a thresher shark, he knows how to hit with his tail too. he hit alpha during one of their playfights once and the fire ghoul was flabbergasted.

also like a thresher shark, the sweet boy knows how to ROCKET himself out of the water.

during beach days, pebble could be just chilling in the water, talking to air who was sun tanning on the dock, when water swam up to the little air ghoul under the water and hugged his waist tightly, then LAUNCHED themselves upwards, giggling and all.

since then pebble always asks him to do it again and again when they're at the pond.

speaking of the pond. oh boy.

he's very dependent in my opinion. like... he can go anywhere alone but he prefers company and will drag atleast one of them with him anywhere he goes.

mostly targets alpha. wherever water goes, alpha goes. if he doesn't like it? well that SUCKS bc water needs his emotional support personal heater.

oh, and alpha.

he only tolerates water messing with him. like... water has the permission to mess with alpha's hands, horns, tail... anything. also the other way of messing, alpha & water are often harmlessly bickering, most of the time ending in play fighting

in water's early days, alpha would let him win. not anymore, he's not afraid to go hard on water anymore, who's not afraid to fight back.

he was never afraid, honestly. he never saw alpha as threatening, or someone he should watch his back around.

also, back to alpha being a personal heater

not in a way sodo is to rain. or how ifrit was to dew. nope, water doesn't really get that cold. but he enjoys alpha's heat nonetheless and keeps him close.

sleepy boy. naps a lot.

while other water ghouls trill with their gills instead of purring, water actually purrs.

in my opinion primo's and secondo's ghouls aren't really friendly with the "newer" ghouls, so he didn't really know he was supposed to trill

so he just learned it over time from his bandmates

LOVES to party. alcohol drugs- anything, but he's very lightweight so alpha usually ends up carrying him back to their room

[trixie2023]

I hope this link works. @rain-on-kamino-deactivated20231 posted a Fi fic and it’s fucking amazing. I fell in love with it. She captures Fi exactly how I see him in the books. ❤️❤️❤️

GO SHOW HER SOME LOVE!!!