#it would just reinforce the feeling that there was no version of him that anyone actually wanted.

[antisocialxconstruct]

oooughfhfg in my head about Maksim tonight folks

[maidenvault]

Okay so, Crosshair’s hand.

Has anyone pointed this out? When Crosshair kills Nolan, he doesn't use his shooting hand.

He uses his left. Just as he very significantly has to in the series finale.

I don't know if the writers knew as far back as "The Outpost" that Crosshair was going to lose the use of his shooting hand and by extension everything he believed made him strong, a "superior" clone, and safe from being discarded when he was kind of fascism-pilled. But it feels extra significant in retrospect that his first action taken against the Empire is not done with the hand associated with the terrible things he did as an Imperial sniper. And it's after he just got a difficult lesson about how his own personal strength and skills aren't enough to protect him - he was saved twice by Mayday, then possibly only survived through the night because he wouldn't leave him behind and could share his body heat. He may be using his left hand when he shoots Nolan because his other arm is tired from supporting Mayday all the way back, which only adds to the symbolic touch I love that Mayday is using his rifle as a crutch to help him walk as well (and of course, he's at close range so quite meaningfully Crosshair doesn't use the rifle to shoot here either). It all supports the idea of this as the first huge moment of transformation for Crosshair when he's finally turning his fire on the real enemy out of a desire to protect others, however futile and too late it is in this particular situation.

Going back and noticing this really reinforced for me that Crosshair's hand injury probably isn't just meant as a manifestation of his trauma related to Tantiss. It would make sense considering it's his shooting hand that it also has something to do with his inner conflict regarding his changed relationship with violence and killing.

The Batch were introduced as these stereotypically macho soldier characters, an impression that's softened a little as early as the pilot of TBB but still distinguishes them a little from other clones. In a kind of funny way you can look at the whole series as being about these guys who were only brought up to fight gradually discovering and finding peace with their more traditionally feminine sides - literally because of Omega, a female version of themselves who shows them the possibilities of being a family and living for others instead of for violence.

For Crosshair this journey is much more difficult and like a painful rebirth than it is for anyone else because being a soldier was so much of his identity. He's always been the one to most pointedly distinguish his squad from regs because of their "superior" traits that he thinks will make the Empire value them, and he clearly internalized the way the Kaminoans only care about clones as weapons to be used in war. And it all betrays how little value Crosshair actually believes he has deep down. It was easy to go into S3 being especially worried about his fate because he's believed so long that he's not good for anything but fighting and he's the character it was the hardest to imagine adjusting to a different life.

But in retrospect, it was stupid to think they'd let him off that easy and of course the whole point is that it takes a lot to get him there. What exactly he went through on Tantiss beyond the electroshock torture we've seen is never delved into but personally, I think being a soldier is something that's poisoned for Crosshair after he becomes a victim of the Empire himself and subject to their attempts at reconditioning. He's not psychologically able to be that person anymore, but for a long time is still trying to largely rely on himself and his own strength. He tries to sacrifice himself for others because he's still holding onto that part of himself in a way.

But for once in Star Wars we've gotten a fully realized redemption arc showing that sometimes what's harder than giving your life in a redemptive way is to actually have to figure out how to live with the bad things you've done and be better. Some of the people Crosshair hurt were his family, and he has to learn he can only make things better by being there for them. He has to learn that he actually can survive and figure out a way forward from his life as a soldier if he lets himself rely on them, just like he only survived Barton IV with help from Mayday. As @moonstrider9904 explains so well in this post, that is what's so important about Crosshair losing the hand and making that final shot to save Omega with Hunter's support. Symbolically he's had that toxic part of himself actually cut off and it's the final, most painful part of his rebirth. But because of that he's forced to find that he can live on without it, that he's surrounded by people who love and believe in him anyway, and that having superhuman skills as a killer was never what gave him worth.

No, having his shooting hand cut off doesn't "fix" anything or mean that Crosshair is healed. He's probably only begun to recover from everything he's been through. But all we really need to see is that he's firmly found his place as part of a family instead of a squad, and he's not going to be alone as he deals with all of that.

[descendant-of-truth]

Y'know, it occurs to me - Movie!Sonic has a lot more in common Shadow than any other version of Sonic that I know of, and that creates a unique storytelling opportunity that wouldn't have been possible before.

Because originally, Shadow having a dark and traumatic backstory was what separated him from Sonic. Their similarities came out more in their confidence, their playful attitude, and even their withdrawn demeanor (though Shadow's is more extreme). Sonic's genuine ability to be carefree and optimistic was his biggest difference from Shadow.

In the movies, Sonic is... not nearly as put-together. Just like Shadow, his personality is shaped almost entirely from the result of tragedy. Both of them had to watch their closest family member get shot trying to save them from raiders (who were specifically targeting them for their powers) by sending them to Earth. The difference here is that, for Shadow, this event is fresh in his mind, while Sonic's had ten years (give or take) to accept what happened and move on.

Except, there's more, because losing Longclaw is itself not the main thing informing Sonic's character - it's the fact that he spent those next ten years in near-total isolation. Also similarly to Shadow, he took the last words his family said to him very seriously, and she told him to stay hidden no matter what. Combine that with the natural fear of what being found did to Longclaw, and the majority of Sonic's life has been spent hidden away, looking out at the world but unable to participate in it.

Remind you of anyone?

(I swear if the movie doesn't make a point about this parallel specifically I'm gonna lose it)

Normally, Sonic is a silly and upbeat character because that's just how he is by nature, and the feelings he keeps to himself are rarely detrimental to his health. In the movie universe, Sonic is silly and upbeat because he needed to be that way in order for his life to be bearable.

His constant chatter isn't quirky for the sake of it, it's a habit he developed out of necessity because there was no one else to talk to. He compulsively needs to fill the silence because not doing that would only reinforce how alone he was, and it's something he can't shake off even when he's not by himself anymore. His primary method of handling his feelings is to ignore them until they literally explode out of him with lightning firing everywhere.

All of this to say, a Shadow meant to be a foil to this Sonic is going to look very different from the Shadow we're used to. From what little about the movie's events have been described as of writing this, I'm inferring that Shadow's actually going to be a lot more open about his motivations for revenge than he was in the game, and that puts Sonic in the very interesting position of being more closed-off than Shadow.

Because sure, he might try to connect with Shadow's pain like he did with Knuckles. But because Sonic and Knuckles's history was so directly connected, they didn't really have to... talk that much about it. Sonic could acknowledge that they both lost their families a long time ago without having to go into detail about it or the aftermath. And because it had been so long since it happened, it was a lot easier for them to put it behind them and move on.

Shadow can't do that, because for him, Maria was lost very recently. He's not going to accept "you can move on and find new people to care about" as an option, and Sonic can't very well tell him to just ignore it like he did, either. Shadow isn't going to do the whole repression shtick.

For the first time, getting through to Shadow may just depend on Sonic being able to acknowledge his own pain, first. After all, how's Shadow supposed to interpret Sonic, if not as some random guy with a perfectly happy family and an obnoxiously happy attitude telling him that he needs to just, get over what happened to him? How can that come across as anything but naive and shallow without understanding how much Sonic suffered to get to this point?

(It's still a little naive and shallow even with that in mind, but the reason for that isn't because he has no perspective on what experiencing a violent tragedy is like - it's because his only known way of handling it is to leave it in the past and Not Think About It)

Though I do wonder if there's room for Sonic to initially clam up on his emotions even more after meeting Shadow for a bit? Like, he learns to some extent what happened, and is like "aw jeez if this is what could happen if I let myself be more upset about my lot in life then I REALLY need to reign it in" which is the exact opposite lesson he needs to learn but would be really interesting to watch

Point being, I think Sonic and Shadow are being set up as even more like mirrors to each other than usual, and I can't wait to see what they do with that potential

[itsjunear]

Shadows and Whispers

Note: Hello loves! I'll try to be more active and post more often, maybe once a week (this is my proof that I'm trying 😀). It's really been a long week for me, but I truly appreciate and I'm so happy for the support the previous post received. I'm very grateful for the likes, reblogs, and comments 💙💙💙 I'm not sure if I should make a second part of that one, but in the meantime, here's this. I hope you enjoy it, and sorry if it's a mess! Again, remember that English is not my first language, but if there are any mistakes, don't hesitate to let me know! I’m leaving the song I wrote this with, the slow version sounds really good :)

P.S.: I’m not really sure if this would work in ACOTAR, but I don’t know, I just liked the idea.

Words: +1k

Warnings: none, slight mention of tension

Summary: Reader and Azriel are sent on an undercover mission where they must pretend to be a couple. Reader has unresolved feelings, and the closeness with the shadowsinger leaves her confused.

The Mother definitely had a twisted sense of humor.

I was certain that in this life, I was paying for each and every bad thing I had done in my previous ones. If not, what would be the point of all this?

I had to suppress the complaint lodged in my throat ever since I had left the meeting with Rhys and he had communicated his plans for the Autumn Court.

Why? Why did these things always happen to me?

I could have gone with Cassian, Mor, or even Amren. I wouldn’t have had any issue pretending to be the lover of one of them. But of course, I had to go and pretend with Azriel.

Rhys had received a formal invitation to a ball in the Autumn Court, but decided to send us instead to investigate the political situation surrounding that entire red-haired family and how the stir was being perceived by the court’s nobles. Evidently, we were supposed to look as distracted as possible to catch any murmurs here and there, and the simplest way to do that was by pretending we were simply there to enjoy the evening as a couple in love.

Fantastic, I thought.

"I try to respect your privacy and not intrude on your thoughts" I heard Rhys’s voice in my head "but the way you’re shouting them, I could hear them even from the scraps of the Spring Court."

I grimaced but didn’t respond, letting the anger fill my mind so that he could feel it.

"Why are you so… irritated?" I heard him ask with genuine curiosity, and I sighed.

Rhys could dig just a little and find the reason, but he would never dare. Not without my permission.

"What do you care" I barked mentally, sulking.

I’d apologize later for speaking to my High Lord like that, but right now, I could feel the smoke coming out of my ears, and I guessed he could too because a laugh echoed in my mind before it simply vanished.

"Idiot" was the last thing I thought before raising my mental walls and reinforcing them with everything I had.

By the Cauldron, what was the problem? Well, for starters, I wasn’t in love with Cassian or Mor.

Hell, I had even suggested going with Amren to avoid going through this. Going undercover with Cassian was impossible—Nesta’s scent was all over him, and it wasn’t a secret that he had a mate. Mor was in the Winter Court visiting Viviane, and Amren… well, she was busy with Varian.

So that only left the shadowsinger and me free. Plus, neither of us was involved with anyone publicly, so we were the perfect candidates.

This time I didn’t suppress the groan of exasperation as I headed to my own room in the House of the River. I missed the company of the House of Wind, but now that Cassian and Nesta were there, it was impossible for me to stay—for the sake of my mental health, I fled that place. So I sighed and nearly cried when I reached my bed, bracing myself and trying to find the strength to endure what would happen in a few days.

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Two nights had passed. Two damned nights sleeping like shit, practicing a mask of indifference and composure that I clearly didn’t feel.

I had also been more sensitive than usual, so I tried to avoid everyone, including Azriel. However, I saw Cassian every morning at training, and although I felt him casting strange glances at me, anticipating my mood, he didn’t ask about it. For that, I was grateful.

In a few hours, Azriel and I would be on our way to the Autumn Court, and I was just trying to control my breathing to avoid panicking. Even now, my hands were shaking so much I couldn’t fasten the endless buttons on the back of the pretty midnight blue dress, adorned with some crystals at the top and quite fitted from the waist down. Courtesy of Rhys.

A knock on the door distracted me from the mission, and holding the top of the dress to my chest, I opened it to come face to face with the man I had been avoiding with all my might.

I had to restrain myself from shrinking away upon seeing him in all his glory—not dressed in Illyrian leathers, but in a formal suit the same color as my dress, fitted in all the right places that made him look out of this world. If you added the large wings behind his back, the stoic hazel gaze, and the tendrils of shadows that surrounded him, giving him a mysterious and irresistible air… My breath faltered a bit.

He scanned me from head to toe as well, and the shiver that ran through me was completely involuntary. His gaze burned, but I did nothing to break the silence in which we were immersed.

"You look… beautiful" he finally said, hesitating a bit.

I swallowed hard and looked away, unsure of how to act. I had never been shy about receiving compliments, but when they came from him, they managed to destabilize me.

"Thanks" I whispered "You look great too."

Azriel nodded, and I saw his eyes drift to my chest, right where my hands were holding the dress.

"I need help with the buttons" I said in a tired tone.

He nodded again and entered my room, closing the door slowly. His shadows roamed freely, and I felt one of them caress my braided hair, making me smile.

"Sorry" Azriel apologized as he gestured for me to turn around.

I shook my head.

"I like them" I replied with a smile that died the moment I felt his fingers touch the exposed skin of my back.

"And they like you" he answered in his usual calm tone.

I didn’t respond, fearing my voice would tremble, and I focused on avoiding my skin from tingling wherever his touched. I even resorted to thinking about the painful blows to the stomach that Cassian gave during training when Azriel’s hands brushed dangerously low on my back.

I knew he also noticed the tension by the way his wings were tucked, but he didn’t say anything. Finally, I released the breath I had been holding once he finished and he removed his hands, though a strange sense of loss invaded me. Nevertheless, I ignored it.

A moment later, I turned around and faced him, tilting my head back to meet his eyes now that we were so close.

"Rhys told me you had certain… reservations about this" he broke the silence, looking at me with a calm expression.

Of course, he had told him.

I almost scoffed.

I opened my mouth to respond, but he interrupted me.

"We won’t do anything you haven’t consented to or that makes you uncomfortable"

I frowned.

"Of course I know that, Az. It’s just that I doubt this will work" I responded, smoothing out my dress a little.

It wasn’t entirely a lie. Though that wasn’t the main reason. It all boiled down to the fact that doing this with him made me nervous.

"It will" he reassured me. "Rhys and I have evaluated all the scenarios. We are the most credible for this plan. Just trust me"

I nodded, though I couldn’t shake the slight anxiety of having him so close.

The shadow from before wrapped around my arm, making me smile again. Even though the touch was cold, it didn’t feel strange, so I didn’t fear playing with it with one of my fingers, not realizing I was practically brushing Azriel’s wing membrane until I noticed his shiver and the way his breath escaped him. I quickly pulled my hand away and looked at him only to find him with his eyes shut and the rest of his shadows slightly agitated.

"I’m sorry, Az" I apologized. "I’m so sorry"

I knew how reserved the Illyrians were about their wings and how they shouldn’t be touched, so his silence only increased the unease brewing inside me.

"It’s fine" he replied slowly after a moment. "It’s nothing" but I could see him swallowing hard.

I bit the inside of my cheek but said nothing more.

"We should go now" he spoke after a moment.

I nodded and took one of his hands, preparing to pretend I was in love with him, according to that stupid plan. When in reality, I would stop pretending I wasn't, for a moment.

That was what terrified me—letting my feelings out and not being able to hide them again after tonight.

But there was no turning back now.

"Ready?"

No.

"Yes" I responded with the steadiest tone I could muster.

He gave me a deep look before I felt the shadows envelop us, and soon the room lit up, leaving us at the entrance of the grand hall of the Autumn Court.

Then, I let go of one of his hands and gently brought it to his cheek, trying to convey my intentions. He held my gaze for a second before bending obediently, giving me the opportunity to leave a chaste kiss on his lips.

The sensations exploded inside me, but I held back. This was a mission, I reminded myself. So why did his hand immediately curve around my waist?

This is just a mission, I repeated.

I pulled away a moment later, smiling softly at him. Before we both straightened up.

I supposed we had made it quite clear that we were together by kissing in front of all these people. I made sure to do it at the entrance so everyone would see, and I guessed Az understood too by the slight squeeze he gave my hand.

I looked at him one last time, letting a bit of my love for him escape. And then I turned towards the crowd, with a bright smile.

All right, the game had begun.

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[lionheartedmusings]

the thing about q!bad recreating the soulfire base basically block by block and planning to surprise the team with it is that it says a whole lot about him, where is was during purgatory, and where he is now.

q!bad spent months trying to burn bridges and push people away, he effectively placed himself in a distrusted position on the island, his children (the only reason that man breathes) vanished in the middle of the night, he was actively torturing himself and kidnapping people. he was a man on a mission, sure, but time and time again he reinforced to us the audience that he wasn't *happy* about what he had to do. his plan — whatever his plan is — is something he deems necessary enough to have been alright with ruining his own life. as he said to q!baghera: "i'm expendable".

suddenly there's hope in egg island, but egg island is actually a hellscape and he's trapped without his biggest support systems — q!bagi, q!baghera, q!foolish, and even to an extent q!forever were the people he had to take down, they couldn't be there for him anymore. and from his team? other than q!tina and q!aypierre, he wasn't close to anyone or was just... directly antagonistic towards them (mainly q!pac and q!tubbo).

and then the funniest thing happened — he found family in hell and in people he never truly expected to be comfortable around.

he grew to respect and care for q!tubbo, he grew much closer to q!tina, his relationship with q!aypierre was tested and strengthened, he found a connection with q!niki and by god, he protected q!pac — who'd once been terrified of him — with his life. even the people who didn't log on often, he grew to see as part of his pack in a way he (and i) didn't see coming.

when soulfire mains talk about them being the perfect example of found family, that's what we mean. slow, careful changes that grew into love and protection beyond belief — enough that when green gay ninjas were split, everyone was welcomed with a warm hug and a cup of tea, now part of the family undoubtedly and forever. just like that.

their family was hitting their stride when purgatory ended and q!bad tanked a nuke to his back to save his son, and now his bookshelves are all knocked over and his memory's slipping. he's dying, he knows he's dying, and he's holding on by a thread for dapper and pomme even if he's aware that he can't just "bear it" much longer. he's isolated again, hiding and lying about his condition, watching the world turn and knowing his clock is ticking... sometimes he knows nothing at all.

and in this moment of pain, and solemn realization of the end of this version of him?

he's spending his time rebuilding the last place that felt like home block by block, talking openly about how he feels nostalgic and misses their base, their god awful spawn, the memories they made. his time with his daughter has been spent down there.

i know we as a fandom have theorized that one of these days, his memory's gonna snap down there and he'll think he's back in purgatory and it'll be a mess. sure. but right now?

right now that rebuilt base means love, and friendship, and family, and safety. it's the last place things were okay, and he felt cared for in a way that frankly your children can't provide.

a group of ragtag mismatched people got put together in a poor man's hunger games and they saw this demon — bloodthirsty, destructive, full of cold calculated murderous intent and a need to win for his child and instead of being horrified, running away screaming from his fangs and his claws?

they loved him. they found the gentleness beneath the blood and guts. they called him their attack dog because he's so full of love and so protective, and would tear anyone to pieces to protect their family.

team soulfire saw q!bad in a way no one in the island had, and they loved him for it — even when he drove them up the walls and they had to hold the leash tight, they loved him.

and now he's remade their home.

[zahri-melitor]

Batman v Ra's Al Ghul, by Neal Adams: A Bronze Age fever dream of a comic, written in 2019-2021.

Neal Adams caps off his over 50 year career with DC comics by...them letting him write a book for the first time in a decade.

Now, Adams is famous for his Bronze Age artwork, not his writing, and it's deservedly so: this is not the comic you would pick up if you were interested in award winning writing. But I have to say, it's actually something far more fun than 'good writing'.

I think the easiest way to describe the incredibly wild vibes of this title are 'Adams writes a multiverse Bronze Age time travel AU fic', where the cast technically consists of a modern set of characters (Dick is Nightwing and both Tim and Damian are Robin), but all of the characters are drawn, talking and acting like they just walked off a page in 1974 or so.

For assistance, that's: Dick in the yellow with the very 70s black vest; Tim in the blue t-shirt; Damian in the red t-shirt; and Bruce in the suit. You end up keeping track of them in this title by their haircuts.

Bruce and Damian here cannot remember anything about being Batman and Robin; Dick and Tim appear to have shown up with a fantastical story that cannot be proven (as I said, this has INCREDIBLE reality hopping AU vibes).

Some of the characters have been mindwiped. Some of the characters are robot duplicates. A whole list of characters Adams helped create show up largely because he created them (seriously Kirk and Francine Langstrom show up for a couple of pages mostly to give Dick and Tim an airlift into a difficult to reach entrance to the Cave). Nobody sounds particularly in character at any point, but that's not really a problem in this comic, because what it really is is a giant jolt of Bronze Age style writing nostalgia direct to the brainstem.

They don't make comics like this anymore and reading one written in the 2020s like this reinforces why.

Deadman's brother Aaron and sister Zeea show up; his brother is busy pretending to be an alternate Australian version of Batman called Marvin O'Hearn, and his sister is a psychic running around in the most 70s outfit imaginable controlling things and mindwiping Bruce on Ra's orders.

(And yes, if you too just asked 'Boston Brand has siblings???' the answer is 'kinda sorta but definitely not these two', however given Adams was writing Boston in 1968 at one point he's got as much right as anyone else to claim there are additional siblings)

There's a group who PRETEND to be the Court of Owls but secretly are a group of industrialists called The Money who want to control the world via paying for legislators, judges and industry (and yes I realise that sounds exactly like the Court's thing, but Adams was almost 80 when he wrote this, he can have an expy Court if he wants one).

Bruce pretends to be Matches for a good chunk of the back end of this comic and it actually acknowledges that Matches Malone was a real gangster before he died and Bruce stole his identity (something other writers and the fandom often forget), because Adams wants one more spin with the character he designed.

There's also a moment in the sixth issue where one of Ra's pet scientists tries to sell a panel of Gotham execs on a perpetual motion machine based on electrolysis as his replacement for the current Gotham power generators and at this point I lost it giggling at the portrayal of Ra's as a cheap charlatan.

(There is also a sneaky joke that only works if you know what British salad cream is; there's this sequence of the kids talking about Alfred making sandwiches with 'crappy salad dressing' instead of mayonnaise, only this tray has been made with mayo...and it's a hint that Alfred has been replaced by a robot. I laughed; I suspect it might be non-obvious to American audiences)

This is not a comic to read if you are interested in 'main continuity' or 'coherence' or even 'good writing'. However if you want some wild antics that feel like someone's 3am fanfic AU written in pure Bronze Age vibes and to see the last work of one of Ra's Al Ghul's creators? Give it a chance. You'll never be able to predict what's on the next page.

[reachexceedinggrasp]

I think she wanted the idea of Danny more than Danny himself, and that the guilt she felt for using him that way was huge motivator in her behaviour towards him, especially in Dark Water/Death in Heaven. She throws herself into this grand gesture of devotion because she knows she was never devoted to him- she was always going to choose the Doctor when inevitably the double life she was trying to live broke down. It's the same reason she tells him she's never going to say the words 'I love you' to anyone else ever again, because she used the cover of saying it to him to say it to the Doctor. Because the first time she said it (in The Caretaker) it wasn't prompted by her feelings for him, she wasn't even talking to Danny, she was still talking to the Doctor.

She's a control freak and that comes from being afraid of hurt, of vulnerability. She wants to keep her armour on. And part of that armour was her relationship with Danny- normal, safe, within her control. She can't control the Doctor and she often can't control herself when she's around him, and that frightens her. And the Doctor rejecting her several times in quick succession reinforces that she's right to be afraid to surrender herself to this uncontrollable passionate thing, because she'll get her heart broken. There's no way for her to protect herself except to lie.

She's fully, gloriously human, and what the Doctor gives her is the outsider perspective on that, the thousand-year view, but she's never less human. She just has more room to express herself, someone to catch her when she walks over the edge. And their romantic connection is, to me, about their complementary natures and offering each other the most realised, complete version of themselves. They're partners and equals who challenge and fulfil each other. They're wildly attracted to each other and passionately adore each other. The thing which came between them was fear, fear of vulnerability and fear of loss. In the Doctor's case, fear of what he might become if he surrendered to his emotions. In Clara's case, fear of the damage he might inflict on her without noticing.

They are so afraid of losing each other that that fear prevents them truly being together or fully understanding one another's feelings. They're so afraid that it takes the worst case scenario of where their denial can take them in order for them to finally realise they should be honest. And even then, it's Clara who forces the issue because she already knows the end of her story, the Doctor was willing to carry on the status quo. If she'd been able to accept sooner that he felt the same way, it wouldn't have got this far. He takes his lead from her in their relationship, lets her decide how honest they are about what they are to each other, and he would have confessed earlier if she had let him.

[bird-inacage]

Only Friends: Ray x Sand Character & Relationship Theories

So a fun game I like to play before a series airs, is to speculate on the characters and the possible direction or conflicts that may arise (based only on what we've seen so far). An initial delve into Ray and Sand as individuals and as a couple.

RAY

"Ray is quite spoiled. He wants to be pampered by everyone." Being spoilt often means getting your way, and hence unable to compromise or settle for less. Ray loves attention, which can lead to an inflated sense of self-importance or narcissism. The issue with this is your identity becomes so easily informed by those around you. Without attention to thrive on, Ray may feel invisible or inadequate. And when feeling insecure, they may feel driven to do things to purposely draw attention to themselves (exhibitionist-like behaviour or throwing tantrums/sulking). Attention only supplies a fleeting sense of validation. It's nowhere close to true fulfilment.

A spoilt nature can also manifest as clinginess or possessiveness. ‘This is mine', 'this belongs to me and only me.' As Khaotung puts it, Ray likes being 'pampered' aka doted on by those around him. So when Mew is swiped away by Top from under his nose, Ray is clearly annoyed. This is partly due to Top being his love rival, but I believe it's more simple than that. Mew is his friend. Once Top comes into the picture, Mew naturally spends much less time with him. Possessiveness is the close relative of (petty) jealousy. You don't want 'your people' spending time with anyone else. You ideally want them revolving their time around you, because they validate your existence.

"Be patient with his hot temper, because Ray is easily frustrated." Confrontational, brash, and a loose cannon when angry. Ray seems to react on emotion rather than rationale. If things aren't to his liking, his immediate knee jerk reaction is to act out. Essentially, he's a bit of a brat. "He's going to be straightforward. His words might not be appropriate. Ray might just say what he wants honestly." Ray isn't deterred by formalities or niceties. You’ll get the truth whether you like it or not.

"Deep down, I think he's someone who needs love." "So if you're his friend, he might fall for you too." These points Khaotung shared are the most intriguing in my opinion. It implies that it's not Mew exclusively that Ray could have developed a crush on. It could have easily been another close friend in an alternative version of events. Ray may latch onto others far too easily (especially towards those who give him positive attention and reinforcement, possibly).

SAND

First emphasises that Sand's financial situation has a huge bearing on his character. "He works to earn his living, thus he must be patient when doing things to ensure his survival... he has to work many jobs to earn money". Sand appears to be a musician who side hustles as a sex worker (which is at least two jobs). He has to be resourceful and pragmatic, especially in how to set his priorities in order.

"Sand doesn't have time. He's someone you must approach first." If they say my treat, they suddenly become more interesting to him." It requires more effort for someone to get to know Sand. I speculate that Ray might begin by 'hiring' Sand under the pretence of work. If Sand doesn't have much free time to spare, this would allow Ray to see him if he offers to 'pay for it'. Even though it's in Sand's best interests to pursue connections that will benefit him, he makes exceptions for those he considers his friends. This tells me that Sand has a strong righteous and moral compass. No matter how tough his own circumstances may be, he'll prioritise those he cares about.

"You will see his patience." Patience nurtures a willingness to listen and a willingness to compromise. Patience suggests registered and thoughtful decision-making rather than haste. Unfortunately it can cause others to push your boundaries, under the assumption you'll be more forgiving. In the trailer, he's frequently on the receiving end of Ray's wrath. Everyone has a limit, and it's likely that Ray will test Sand's patience to the point he snaps.

"People around him might sense tension and pressure from him sometimes." It's no surprise that when you live on the edge, you can be highly strung. His circumstances would understandably make him less tolerant to 'first world problems' or unnecessary shenanigans. Sand seems like the type to have a no nonsense policy for mind games. He could be a voice of reason in the series, as we see him trying to talk sense into Nick regarding Boston’s treatment of him. I have a hunch Sand will act out of genuine concern for Ray in a lot of instances, which gets rebuffed or misunderstood as being overly nosy or preachy.

RAY x SAND: Potential Conflicts

Sand's Financial Status

Mew, Ray, Boston and Top all seem to move in the same circles - appearing fairly wealthy. Often seen in homes with huge pools, driving nice cars and dress fairly dapper too. Ray has a ridiculously lavish bedroom (I mean fur pillows??) Whereas I think Sand and Nick may live together, and are on the other end of the spectrum. Sand works multiple jobs and Nick works in a phone shop.

When there is a wealth imbalance, it's common for those lesser off to have a complex around this (being in a position of disadvantage and seen as inferior). "Do I need to pamper you and call you Sugar Daddy? I don't know how to do that." By definition, 'Sugar Daddy' is usually someone older/richer who lavishes gifts on their 'partner' in exchange for sexual favours. Sand's cynic quip is a little dig at their dynamic, alluding to the fact that he doesn't know how to play to those in richer circles.

"It's clear that you just can't take care of what you have." Top mocks Sand in a way that could support this theory. That he can't take care of Ray and support his lifestyle. Ray also says, "You think my life will be better with you?" Which could be interpreted as: 'What value do you bring to my life (when I already have everything)?' It also has an air of 'Who are you to comment on my life when we come from different worlds entirely?'

Ray is High Maintenance or 'Troubled'

"I'll never take someone like you as my boyfriend." Which is Sand declaring: 'You/Your type are way too much trouble for me'. (Famous last words). He also says, "You should save your money for a shrink." Ray likely comes with baggage, bad habits or more serious issues. Whatever this may be, it's very clear to Sand that Ray would be too challenging a prospect as a boyfriend. Though there is undoubtedly attraction between them, Sand's wariness about these issues are strong enough for him to be hesitant about going further.

Another curious detail is in one scene Ray's arm is in a sling, and another he appears to have a bruised lip and cheek. Ray clearly has a volatile temper, which is a probable cause for trouble. But something tells me that Ray may have a far more underlying problem that would warrant Sand suggesting he see a shrink. Anger management issues feels too on the nose.

More Than Just Bed Friends

At the start of the series, Ray is pining over Mew. Somewhere along the line he starts to pursue Sand more seriously instead, though Sand doesn't consider Ray as boyfriend material. "Can you make an exception for me?"

"Can you stop thinking about something else for just one second? Focus on me for once, will you?" Sand seems frustrated that Ray blows hot and cold, which means he doesn't really know where he stands. Ray has either given very mixed signals from the get go or majorly yo-yos after Mew is definitely taken. "Stop poking your nose into my business. What are we to each other?" "Now that you already stepped into my life, I won't let you walk away." One minute he's telling Sand to piss off, and the next he's vowing not to let Sand out of his sights.

The ultimate conflict being 'so, what are we'?

Ray and Sand are referred to as 'Bed Friends' but Boston and Nick are referred to as 'Friends with Benefits'. (I thought this meant the same thing, but is there a distinction? Someone enlighten me if so). In the context of this series, it seems 'Bed Friends' refers to sex that leads to friendship. Whereas 'Friends with Benefits' are two friends that have sex regularly but don't share a romantic relationship.

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There will be plenty to analyse as soon as the first episode airs this week. Super interested to hear what others have been speculating is in store for us. We will not be prepared.

[yanderes-galore]

Okay, okay. Request are supposed to be open ! How about more of the Fluffy AU romantic with funtime Foxy? Since I read about funtime Freddy it made me think about them for a few moments . . .

If I was wrong about the request I apologize 😭

About time I did this, huh? I just kept the pairing general like usual but I did lean it a bit more into a romantic light for you. Funtime Foxy is referred to as a male fox in this (He/Him). Weird formatting because Tumblr did not enjoy the length.

Yandere! Fluffy AU! Funtime Foxy Concept

Pairing: Romantic/Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Gore/Graphic descriptions, Stalking, Clingy behavior, Fear of neglect, Implied monster/human at times, Kidnapping, Forced companionship, Slight violence, Ambiguous ending, Disturbing themes.

First things first, for this version of Funtime Foxy I want to incorporate both variations of his personality.

What I mean by this is his more boisterous ringleader/narcissistic personality in UCN along with the more quiet hunter personality in Sister Location.

I feel Fluffy AU Funtime Foxy would have a combination of these two.

Another thing is this Foxy has no relation to Toy Foxy 1.0 (Mangle) or 2.0 (Just usually called Toy Foxy).

He's in an entirely different set.

Next I feel I should try to at least describe him to you all so you have a description to go off of for reading or drawing.

Like Funtime Freddy, Funtime Foxy has seams all over his body.

Look at the model Funtime Foxy has, every line where a component can open is a seam.

Similar to the bear, certain seams can open to reveal the flesh underneath.

With Foxy it's primarily the seams in the face region, so imagine his jumpscare but the endoskeleton is... well... a skeleton.

In terms of the speaker on him, I never mentioned this on Funtime Freddy as I think I opted to ignore it, but what if these speakers weren't speakers in the AU?

As the funtime line is a failed set of experiments, perhaps these are cybernetic hearts or something like that?

Maybe just Foxy has it in this AU or Freddy does too, either way that is one way to think of it.

You could also just pretend it doesn't exist.

Due to being part of a failed line, Funtime Foxy is kept in the lower levels of the facility.

He has his own cell away from his more volatile bear friend.

Like most Fluffy AU concepts, you are a caretaker/scientist for Foxy.

You are meant to monitor his behavior and continue experimentation on the fox despite him not being a "success".

Failures can still be studied, as Afton says.

Something you note about the white and pink fox is his different... moods?

Most of the time the fox prefers the dark.

Many scientists report the fox sitting alone in the dark of his cell, yellow eyes glaring at anyone who goes by through the reinforced glass window.

Although, I feel the more attention seeking personality appears when you're around.

Most experiments end up attached to their caretaker in some way.

When you turn on the lights and see the foxy uncurl himself, he perks up.

You swear you see his skin quiver as he jumps up to greet you.

The beast has obviously red seams contrasting against his white fur, a hint there's something darker underneath.

When you're around to monitor the fox, he makes an effort to perform.

He was always meant to be a performer.

He shows off that behavior towards those he likes and trusts.

When it comes to this facility, it's often just you.

You often catch his tail sway excitedly as he talks to you.

When with you he's strangely full of himself, telling you he's been waiting to see you again to show you a new performance.

In terms of what these performances are they can be something as simple as attempts to perform agile circus acts.

Or something more devious like an attempt to court you.

Such attempts don't really flatter you, in fact they creep you out.

Foxy may also be playful in nature with you.

Despite not being related to the Toy Foxy attempts, there is one thing they share in common other than appearance. (Mostly with Mangle).

All of them have a thing for their appearance.

This Foxy thinks he's hot stuff and perfect for you, despite the obvious differences between you.

Like most failed experiments you don't get in the cell with Foxy.

Considering how he acts towards you, it probably would not be the safest option anyways.

When Foxy looks towards his caretaker, he feels a connection with you.

He wonders if this is what humans call love and care?

Maybe this connection settles down to a platonic sense of obsession as he is cared for by you?

Or maybe it really does rank up to a strange feeling of romance that he doesn't quite understand.

Things of course don't get bad until the facility crumbles after the Golden Freddy incident.

All experiments end up being released, all lower level failures end up flooding to the upper floors.

Foxy's quiet hunting personality returns once he his free.

Hidden by sirens and circling red lights along with dark spots with broken lights, Foxy keeps hidden.

He isn't interested in meeting up with Freddy for sadistic carnage against those who created him.

Not right now at least, all Foxy cares about is hunting one thing.

You.

Foxy would be hard to spot as the facility fails.

He's pretty good at stealth and may even craw through any small spot to find you.

Once he finds you, it's an eerie sight.

In the red light of alarms you catch sight of the failed beast.

In excitement of you and the hunt, the seams on his face split open.

Like some demented Demogorgon from Stranger Things, the face splits open to reveal a fox-like skull.

You scream and it only seems to set the beast off.

The moment Foxy pounces on you, you can feel his claws excitedly dig into you.

He's finally found you!

His perfect human, all for him to take!

As a result... you're dragged away, deep into the underground of the facility.

Maybe he'll try to escape the lock down of the facility when things calm down.

Right now, he feels his priority is to keep you from the others.

It's about time he shows you the affection he holds for you anyways, isn't it?

[rainforestakiie]

hello everyone. i don't know what i am doing. haha.

here is a small one-shot of Adamasapple. omega x omega. based in Eden. an au.

english is not my first language, so i'm sorry for any mistakes in this...

Nest of the Damned (Omegaverse Omega/Omega) Part 01. Part 02. Part 03. Part 04. Part 05. Extra 01.

Full Version

Omega Lucifer X Omega Adam

There was an ineffable quality to today, a subtle shift in the atmosphere that Adam couldn't quite place. He sat ensconced within the heart of Eden's rainforest, his apple-green eyes wandering over the vivid tapestry of blossoms and verdant foliage. The air carried an unusual sweetness, tingling against his skin in an unfamiliar way. With a frown, Adam leaned back against his favorite tree, seeking solace.

This tree was magnificent, a towering sentinel adorned with cascading clusters of purple flowers. The blossoms, ranging from delicate lavender to deep violet, bloomed with an enchanting beauty. Each cluster was a dense array of tiny, pea-like flowers exuding a heady, sweet fragrance. The pinnate leaves, a bright green mosaic of smaller leaflets along a central stem, created a lush, vibrant backdrop for the floral display.

Whenever the unsettling sensations within his chest became overwhelming, Adam would retreat to this tree. Today was no different. The moment he felt the peculiar prickling in his chest, he instinctively sought the tree's refuge. Hidden among its blossoms, he felt safe; his so-called 'wife' never ventured this far, and he preferred it that way.

Adam's skin felt unusually warm, a discomfort exacerbated by the sweat that perpetually beaded on his forehead despite his attempts to wipe it away. Something was amiss. A disquieting voice whispered in his ear, reinforcing the sense of wrongness. An inexplicable warmth churned in the pit of his stomach, growing more intense with each passing moment. Pressing himself against the tree's bark, Adam drew his knees close to his chest, his nails digging into the tender flesh of his kneecaps in a futile attempt to ground himself.

His entire body felt alien, a departure from its usual state. The absence of anyone to ask for help deepened his anxiety. Seeking assistance from his 'wife' was out of the question; she terrified him, and her recent unpleasant odor only added to his stress.

With a hiccup, Adam buried his face in his knees, scratching lightly at his legs and arms. It had been so long since anyone had been by his side, someone who would gently explain everything, who would tell him what he was feeling, and help him understand and resolve it. The changes within his body frightened him deeply.

"Adam?" A sudden voice called, sending shivers down his spine.

Adam emitted a low groan, his arms constricting around himself, nails digging deeper into his skin until it stung. He squeezed his eyes shut tightly, biting into the sensitive flesh of his bottom lip.

"Adam, where are you?" The voice echoed through the air.

Adam retreated further into the shelter of the tree, hoping its majestic branches would shield him from the intrusive Archangel. Lucifer, the Morning Star and Adam's guardian Archangel, seemed oblivious to Adam's loneliness due to the angels preference for the company of the other human in Eden. Their relationship had soured over time, leaving Adam with little desire to engage with Lucifer.

"Adam?" Lucifer continued in a coaxing tone. "Come out, come out wherever you are~ You know you can't hide from me~"

The forest fell silent, interrupted only by a warm breeze fluttering through the purple blossoms. Adam shivered as the breeze caressed his overheated skin, its gentleness a brief comfort. The quietness suggested Lucifer might have moved on to trouble the other human in Eden.

"Adam, you smell sweet," Lucifer remarked, his voice softening. Adam sensed a new presence approaching the garden, their footsteps barely audible on the grass just beyond the wall of flowers. "Is this where you've been hiding all this time?"

"Go away," Adam growled, his teeth almost bared. An unexpected surge of aggression rose within him, fueled by a protective instinct over his flowery sanctuary. "You're not welcome here."

Adam's defiance did little to deter Lucifer. The Archangel ducked beneath the wall of flowers, entering the shaded enclave despite Adam's silent protest. Adam kept himself curled up, refusing to acknowledge Lucifer's presence, hoping his standoffishness would convey his wishes.

"Whoa, this place is beautiful!" Lucifer exclaimed softly, a gasp of admiration escaping him. "No wonder you like to hide here!"

When Adam remained silent, Lucifer turned towards him, his six fluffy wings twitching involuntarily as he struggled to keep them neatly folded against his back. A potent sweetness emanated from Adam, causing the Angel to gasp softly.

"Adam..." Lucifer whispered, drawing nearer. "Adam, are you feeling alright?"

Lucifer wore a troubled frown, his cherry-red lips downturned as he observed Adam. He fidgeted with his robes awkwardly, unaccustomed to being ignored by Adam. The silence and Adam's refusal to meet his gaze stung Lucifer with a pang of melancholy. He didn't like it when Adam ignored him. Yet, the sweet fragrance that enveloped Adam troubled him even more, hinting at his darkest suspicions.

"Adam, please tell me if you're feeling... unwell..." Lucifer breathed out, lowering himself to his knees and cautiously inching closer to his precious human. "Are you feeling hot? Itchy? Sweaty?"

Adam clenched his eyes shut tighter, attempting to block out Lucifer's voice. He fought against the urge to throw himself into the Archangel's arms. Lucifer's presence had always stirred a flutter in Adam's stomach, but now it felt different—unsettling, almost as if he was melting from within, discomfort prickling under his skin.

"Adam~" Lucifer sang softly, his voice even more gentle. He settled beside Adam and leaned in, his face nearing Adam's exposed neck as he inhaled deeply.

The sweet aroma was unmistakably emanating from the first human—so honeyed, yet uniquely wild, reminiscent of fresh rain and earthy wildflowers. It was Eden itself, embodied in scent.

"Hey, why are you ignoring me?" Lucifer cooed softly, raising a calming hand. "Ad-am~ Didn't you miss me?"

The moment Lucifer's fingers brushed Adam's exposed shoulder, Adam jerked away. His head snapped up, green eyes glassy and unfocused, his skin an unnaturally pallid hue.

Lucifer's breath caught in his throat as he met Adam's frantic gaze, his heart skipping a beat, echoing in his skull. Heat pooled deep in his gut, urging his wings to unfurl and shield Adam from prying eyes.

"Adam, are you presenting?" he managed to utter, his mouth suddenly dry. Lucifer coughed, swallowing hard, shifting awkwardly as he sat on his ankles, struggling to contain his body's response to Adam.

Adam blinked at the question, puzzled. Presenting? What did that mean exactly? Before he could ask, he remembered his anger towards Lucifer and clamped his mouth shut, shooting a dry glare at the Archangel, turning his back.

"Don't touch me," Adam bit out, his back still turned. "Leave me alone."

Lucifer gaped in disbelief, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. His wings bristled in shock. Adam had never rebuffed him like this before! He knew Adam might be upset, but this was beyond anything he expected. Surely Adam couldn't be this angry with him?

"Adam?!" Lucifer exclaimed, attempting to maneuver around him to catch his eye, but Adam immediately turned away again. Lucifer couldn't believe it. "Adam! Stop that! Come on, talk to me! We can't fix anything if you keep doing this!"

Adam scoffed. "Fix what? I don't want anything fixed. I don't even know what's broken. Just go away."

"No," Lucifer grunted as Adam turned his back once more.

Lucifer huffed and crossed his arms, his wings trembling with annoyance. Only Adam could make him feel so upset, hurt, and irritated all at once. Adam knew exactly which buttons to press. If only he understood Lucifer's motives! There was a purpose behind everything he did, goals he aimed to achieve.

Adam cautiously glanced over his shoulder, finding Lucifer still seated behind him, intensely scrutinizing him, studying the exposed skin stretched over delicate muscles up to Adam's neck. Suddenly, Lucifer froze, horror seizing his entire body.

There on the back of Adam's neck were scratches.

"Adam! Have you been scratching your neck?" he demanded, grabbing Adam's arm in an attempt to turn him. But Adam, stubborn as ever, tried to wrench his arm free from Lucifer's grip.

"What's it to you?" Adam cried out. "Why does it matter if I do or not?"

"It's extremely important, Adam. I need to know if you're presenting," Lucifer insisted, inhaling the lingering sweetness surrounding Adam. That alone was a telling sign. "It's important for your safety."

Adam frowned, shooting the Archangel a frustrated look as he struggled to pry Lucifer's iron grip from his arm once more, but failed. Adam marveled at Lucifer's strength; the Archangel, despite his slight frame, wielded power beyond what Adam expected, unlike the lions of Eden.

"I don't have to tell you anything!" Adam snapped. "Why don't you go bother Lilith! We both know you like her more!"

Lucifer's blue eyes widened in surprise, blinking as realization dawned. While he suspected Adam was upset over his time with Lilith, he hadn't imagined Adam thought he favored her.

"That's not true," Lucifer countered gently, inching closer to the distraught human. He inhaled Adam's scent, feeling his own control slipping. "You misunderstand. I had to spend time with her. It wasn't my choice."

"What?" Adam frowned deeply. None of Lucifer's explanations made sense. Adam had seen how happy and affectionate Lucifer was around Lilith. There was no way Lucifer didn't prefer her.

A strange, bubbling sensation erupted in Adam's stomach, urging him to seize the Angel and take him somewhere, though he couldn't fathom where. Coldness gripped the back of his head, an icy sensation spreading across his skin. He had missed something important, something he should have prepared. Adam should have gathered something to soothe himself, and to take Lucifer, but he didn't know what.

"I'm so confused," Adam murmured, struggling to find comfort within himself.

Lucifer brushed his fingers up Adam's side, purposefully tracing his veins. "Have you been feeling like there's a fire burning inside you? Enough to... want to take me away and create something?"

Adam leaned forward, hanging on Lucifer's every word. "Yes! That's it! I want to gather things, like leaves, petals, even your robes and feathers!"

Lucifer hummed softly, a sparkle in his eyes. "I understand, Adam. You want to build something, but you don't know why."

Adam gasped, his heart skipping a beat. "Yes, Lucifer, exactly! But I don't know how! It just came over me, and I don't understand why I'm feeling so... so... I don't want you spending time with Lilith anymore!"

"Alright, as long as you stay away from her too," Lucifer said seriously. "I've worked hard to keep her from noticing you. I can't risk you revealing yourself when I'm not around."

Confusion clouded Adam's expression as he tilted his head, a broken whimper escaping him, a sound unfamiliar to his own ears. "You kept her from me? Why? Do you really like her that much?"

"No, Adam. I like you," Lucifer sighed, a blush coloring his cheeks. "She's an alpha."

Alpha? The word echoed in Adam's mind, discomfort prickling his entire body. Lilith was an alpha? What did that mean? Why did this revelation unsettle him so deeply? His mouth went dry, his tongue suddenly feeling too large for his mouth. All Adam wanted was to run and hide now.

"It's okay," Lucifer whispered lovingly, cradling Adam's face in his hands, nuzzling against him. "You'll learn to control your scents. But Adam, you need to calm down. You're releasing a strong scent of distress right now."

"I-I am?" Adam gasped, seeking more comfort in Lucifer's embrace. "I'm so confused."

Lucifer's wings finally unfurled, wrapping around Adam, feathers brushing gently against his skin, soothing him.

"I know you are, but that's why you have me. I'm your guardian Angel," Lucifer smiled, tilting his head to meet Adam's gaze. "I think you're finally presenting. We knew you'd be a late bloomer. Lilith presented two summers ago."

Adam frowned, his attention now fully on Lucifer's magnificent wings as his fingers traced the soft feathers, eliciting a soft moan from the Archangel.

"Lucifer, you smell sweet too," Adam observed, blinking at him. "You smell really good. I've only just noticed it."

A proud grin spread across Lucifer's face, puffing his chest out boastfully. "Of course I do! I'm the best thing you'll ever smell, I guarantee it!"

"I don't understand," Adam pouted. "Explain it to me. Why would I be presenting? And Lilith has presented? Have you presented? What does presenting even mean?"

Chuckling softly, Lucifer nuzzled his face into Adam's throat, his hands sliding up Adam's back to delicately touch the sore patch on the back of his neck. Adam gasped at the tenderness, feeling the roughness of his skin.

"Has it been bothering you?" Lucifer whispered, his fingers brushing lightly over the irritated area. "Has it been itching?"

"Yeah," Adam murmured with a tremor, his cheeks flushing deeper under Lucifer's gentle touch. "Is something wrong with it?"

Lucifer shook his head reassuringly. "No, Adam, it's normal. Your glands are beginning to form. Just try not to scratch them, alright?"

"What's happening to me, Luci..." Adam whimpered, clutching at Lucifer's robes, suddenly fascinated by their softness and the lingering scent of the Archangel. He suddenly had the strong urge to take the robes and hide them away, so he could use them when he was building…whatever it is that he needs to build. 

"You're presenting as an Omega," Lucifer explained gently, continuing to stroke Adam's neck until the tension melted away. "Lilith presented as an Alpha, so it's risky for you to be around her... at all."

It wasn't entirely untrue. Lilith and Adam were destined by Heaven to mate and become the progenitors of mankind, an expectation they were created for. Initially, both were like betas when they first awoke in Eden—closed off, scentless, with equal power dynamics. However, Lilith's transformation into an Alpha had changed everything.

Lilith had been harmless toward Adam initially. Lucifer had even encouraged their interaction. But when Lilith had presented as an Alpha, Sera had been thrilled—it marked the beginning of their grand plan. Lucifer, however, had felt a pang of disappointment. He had always imagined Adam as an Alpha, perhaps even his Alpha. Both Sera and Michael had continuously told him not to get so attached to the first human, but Lucifer did. Lilith's transformation had meant Adam would be an Omega, and Sera had instructed him to keep his distance from Adam.

He had obeyed, until he noticed Lilith's growing interest in Adam. Lucifer had felt a surge of possessiveness and jealousy he couldn't ignore. He knew his actions were wrong, going against divine plans, but the thought of Adam mating with Lilith as an Omega enraged him.

So, he had intervened, distracting Lilith away from Adam. It had been easy to steer her focus elsewhere.

"I'm an Omega too," Lucifer admitted softly. "That's why... Lilith was fond of me."

Adam's green eyes dimmed, and he slouched back, a reaction that nearly caused panic in Lucifer. "But I'm going to be an Omega too. She won't like me?"

"Do you want her to like you?" Lucifer asked harshly, his anger slipping through despite his efforts. He didn't want to share Adam with anyone, especially an Alpha.

Adam pondered Lucifer's question, oblivious to the Archangel's tension. After a moment, Adam hummed thoughtfully, tapping his chin. His expression twisted in confusion. "Lilith is an Alpha... and Alphas are supposed to be with Omegas?"

Dread knotted Lucifer's stomach. He wanted to deny it, to reassure Adam that it wasn't true, but he couldn't lie. With a soft sigh, Lucifer nodded reluctantly. "Yes, that's correct."

"And you're an Omega?" Adam asked quietly, his voice tinged with sadness.

Lucifer clicked his tongue irritably. "Yup."

"I'm lost," Adam whimpered softly, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "I don't want to be with Lilith, but I'm angry with you. And I'm confused because I'm an Omega? Am I supposed to be with Lilith? I just don't know."

Lucifer studied Adam thoughtfully, imagining how Sera would handle the situation with her gentle touch and reassuring words. She would likely blame Lucifer for influencing Adam and then whisk him away to Lilith. The thought displeased Lucifer, his lips curling in disdain.

Adam clearly harboured feelings for him; Lucifer wasn't naive. Being the only Omega Archangel, he understood the intricacies of their nature better than anyone, despite what Sera might believe. When it came to Omegas, Lucifer trusted his own instincts above all else.

"Adam," he murmured softly, lifting Adam's chin gently to meet his gaze. "I understand you're confused, but you trust me, don't you?"

Adam's emerald eyes widened, his breath catching. "Y-Yes, of course! I trust you more than anyone, Lucifer."

"Good boy," Lucifer purred, a knowing smirk playing on his lips as he leaned in closer, brushing them teasingly against Adam's. "Now that you know I'm also an Omega, you can trust me even more. We're the only two Omegas in existence; we have to stick together, or they'll try to control us."

Adam shivered at the intimate contact, his fingers gripping tightly onto Lucifer's robes. "Th-They will?"

"Absolutely," Lucifer assured him, running his hands tenderly up Adam's sides, his touch gentle yet possessive. "They're already trying to force you into a bond with Lilith. You don't want that, do you?"

Adam shook his head, his voice barely above a whisper. "N-No... I don't want to mate with Lilith. She's... she's cruel and intimidating, and she doesn't smell... nice."

Lucifer's smirk widened, showing all his sharp teeth. "Exactly. You deserve better."

"Y-You?" Adam gasped as Lucifer enveloped him in his arms, guiding him down onto the lush grass of Eden.

Lucifer hovered over Adam, tracing a delicate finger along his body, his gaze filled with intensity. "Why don't we bond, Adam?"

"Us?" Adam's eyes widened in surprise as Lucifer leaned in to brush his lips against his once more. "But... we're Omegas. And Sera said..."

Lucifer silenced him with a gentle finger against his lips, his smirk turning more mischievous. "Sera doesn't understand Omegas like we do, Adam. She's a Beta. She doesn't comprehend Alphas, let alone Omegas."

"But... we're..." Adam's voice faltered as Lucifer's hands began to explore his form.

"Does that really matter?" Lucifer whispered reassuringly. "You said I smell good, right? That's reason enough for us to mate?"

Pressing himself down upon Adam, Lucifer released a rumble himself. It felt so good to be pressed to Adam like this. His possessive side was beginning to show itself. The part of himself that Lucifer had worked to control and began to slip between his fingers. 

“The truth is Adam, I don’t want to mate with Lilith. It’s never been Lilith.” he whispered, running his tongue up Adam’s throat. “I wanted you. I want you so badly. I wanted you to present as Alpha, as my Alpha, but alas you’re an Omega. No matter, we can still mate~”

A shuddering gasp escaped Adam as Lucifer grinded down upon him. The Archangel made sure to push his hips firmly to Adam’s, grinding their Omega-hoods together. Lucifer couldn’t help but wonder if Adam’s Omega-hood had formed fully yet or not. He wanted to see for himself, to touch, to caress, to lick, to rub, to ride and pleasure his human. 

“Adam~” he leaned fully over Adam, his blue eyes appearing more menacing as he gazed down at him. “Let’s become mates~”

Michael, Sera, Heaven and his father be damned. Lucifer wanted Adam. He wasn’t going to let anybody get in the way of that. They both were Omegas but Lucifer will learn how to make it work, he’s sure it’ll feel just as good anyway. 

“Don’t you want to see my Omega-hood?”

Adam trembled in awe. 

[bug-the-chicken-nug]

brainrot over mlb again someone has probably already done this, sorry if that's true. also pre-emptive warning for intentional unhealthy dynamics but anyway: standard kwamiswap AU with Marinette getting Plagg and Adrien getting Tikki But along with this, it also posits that Marinette has always been "unlucky", and Adrien has always been "lucky". The AU then focuses on playing with the idea of this, making you suspect it's untrue, but then worry it really is true, exploring the implications of it, questioning if "destiny" is real or not, pointing out that sometimes "luck" is subjective, etc, etc. It's now specified that the bakery is struggling and Marinette's kinda poor, and she often kind of feels paranoid it's her fault (even though her parents have never actually told her this), or at least that they'd do better if it wasn't for her. They also often have less time and energy for her as a result of having to work harder to keep above water, which she unfortunately sometimes can't help but take the wrong way. Her misfortune also is what feeds into her need to plan everything, know people's schedules, and generally be a people pleaser. And with it cutting into funding for her fashion hobbies, and with her receiving less positive reinforcement and attention in the first place, she's just... generally sadder and less fulfilled than canon. Adrien meanwhile still lost his mom, but it's the standard "happened right after you got mad and wanted something bad to happen" setup, and now it's another part of why he's always so nice to people, because part of him is still subconsciously worried that he actually *can* influence bad things to happen to people just by hoping for it. Which has also progressed into a general recurrent anxiety over his lifestyle in general, and a fear that being rich at all is depriving and harming others. I also feel like they have altered hero personas and dynamics as a result of all this too Like Lady Noir steadily becomes kind of a show off, previously starved for praise and attention, and has somewhat more of a temper and a mean streak, due to using Lady Noir to unbottle her frustrations with her life. She also kinda resents Mr. Bug (btw, my placeholder rename for him is Scarlet) at first out of envy, especially because at first she kinda feels hurt and insulted by the idea of now having to be the "destructive" hero of "misfortune". Which progresses into a tsundere kinda deal where she's in love, but would rather explode than admit it (in part because she's terrified that if she admits to it and acts on it, she'll just fuck it up anyway) Scarlet still jokes and quips, but Lady Noir's increased volatility kinda taught him to back off early on, and the vibe is more like "concerned for her/trying to cheer her up" than "in love with her". He's also more pacifistic than Chat, and generally a bit more cautious and not as outwardly carefree about heroism in general, because of his increased anxiety about not wanting to make anyone suffer. It's honestly kinda toxic at first, because Lady Noir starts taking the lead (specifically *Scarlet's* idea in the first place, to try and help her loosen up and feel more confident), only for this to kinda backfire on Scarlet, because she becomes kind of bossy and starts blaming him when things go wrong, to protect her own ego. Then, the civilian relationship's also changed in a way that contrasts it. This version of Marinette is... technically into Adrien, but not pursuing or even properly realizing it, because she's so deeply convinced she doesn't deserve him that she represses the hell out of it. But Adrien kinda compensates, because he still feels a similar compulsion to try to cheer her up as Marinette too, especially because Chloe's mean to her, so that makes him feel indirectly guilty because he's Chloe's friend

So the civilian dynamic, ironically, is that they bond much faster, and Marinette follows him around like a meek, docile, undyingly loyal puppy, and will do *anything* he says. But it's *still* kinda unhealthy this way too, even though he's always nice to her. She gets it in her head that he's the only one who can "cancel out" her bad luck, making her get needier and clingier (while also being guilty about it, but not able to stop) And meanwhile, he gets kinda overprotective and smothery, while being the first one to get feelings for her. Partly because caring for her is something he chose for himself, and gives him a sense of actual purpose, compared to his disillusionment with his other responsibilities, partly because she makes him feel special for more than just his status or the stuff he has. So yeah, it DOES all get better, but it's Definitely a "gets worse before it gets better" kinda thing (at the very least, there comes a point where realizing that she's kinda being like Chloe is enough to snap Lady Noir out of the way she treats Scarlet)

[joshisodd]

I may not look it but i used to watch ft!!

I've been rewatching some of the episodes and im still wishy washy on whether or not I want to redesign all the characters but here's some recent and old character sketches!! I've been playing around with their designs but trying not to deviate too far so that the characters still look like who they're supposed to be

Idk if anyone would wanna see me redesign/rework every character but I'd post em if there were people who wanted to see that.

Here's the rundown for those who are interested:

My basic ideas for fairy tail are to make every character a fantasy trope/creature/class/myth. Some of the characters will change into a different thing over time as they gain experience. I feel like fairy tail has a lot of potential to write a more modern fairy tale type story because of the whole wizards and magic thing. With dragons and princesses n everything. This is obviously present in the story, but i really want to reinforce that idea. there are some characters who I think really fit this, like Erza (obvi main knight of the story but also has the title of titania queen of the fairies) and natsu (obviously dragon as an mc, sort of a role reversal of the evil dragon. and maybe a fun demonic plot twist haha). But with other characters i may need to make more changes. Lucy is a loose version of the princess (with a fun runaway backstory), but I want her to evolve into a priestess. Grey kinda has nothing going on for him imo, the ice wizard thing keeps throwing me off every time i try to project something onto him. I think i'll go with a hunter -> demon slayer thing. He just happens to use ice magic. i don't wanna go with regular wizard because thats a bit boring lmao. It would also make the elemental thing between natsu and grey funnier bcuz he's a spooky demon and that guys a hunter so you guys REALLY shouldnt get along. They do anyway because the power of friendship lol Anyways that's the basic plan? even if i dont post it on tumblr just know its cooking in the back of my head. thx for reading all this haha

[deathlooksgoodonyou-if]

AAAAAAAHHH!!! Just found your If and I can already say that I can feel myself bitting at the bars of my cell, this is SO GOOD!

I'm already obsessed about so many different parts of this story and the demo hasn't even come out yet!! So I'm going to do what my little heart and messed up brain can and word vomit about my little fucked up MC!

So, you said they had a rough upbringing and that their situationship with Jules was also not healthy, so I did the sane thing and started projecting on them!

My little guy, my baby boy Kyrin, is absolutely not coping well and he mostly decides that any mean thoughts or emotions that surface are nothing important and immediately bottles them up for another day, month, year. They will never let anyone see under their mask because, well, why would anyone need to know? They like this version of him, so no matter how many things he has to say or thinks, they won't ever see the light of day.

And he does his best to seem like a well adjusted member of society, he even makes some friends (which to him is an epic win!!), and then he meets Jules.

And sadly, for everyone involved, it seems they match each other's freak.

Kyrin and Jules share something in common. Love is strange and scary for them, never having felt this strongly about anyone before, they have no idea how to handle it.

Kyrin, completely fumbling this whole new human experience, loves too hard and too bright. He wants Jules to like them, to spend time with them, to get any shred of attention from them as he can. And he doesn't even understand why.

Jules, of course also doesn't understand this love thing, and is in result scared by it.

The obvious happens.

It's when Jules begins dating another person that Kyrin's mask breaks. Years of anger, grief and a thousand other things finally breaking the camel's back.

Things get messy. Kyrin is angry. Jules is angry. They can't find a middle ground. Bridges are burnt.

And then Jules is murdered.

Kyrin is left alone, mask broken and a whole lot of emotions to sort through for the first time in a long time.

At this point, in the present, Kyrin is less of a wet cat and more of a feral stray kitten. Scared, angry and functioning entirely on his fight or flight mode.

With everything going on, he will absolutely choose to close himself off from others, feeling terrified of being so vulnerable and with so much in his plate that putting on his mask is near impossible at this point.

I have ideas of what I want his story to be, no pressure to add anything of this of course.

His main arc would be obviously getting his shit together and finally figuring himself out as a person but that's going to be pushed far back on the line of things to care about with the whole murderer on the lose and the incarnation of his grief, loss and self hate coming to haunt him.

For romance, it'll be a real hit or miss as the only one I can see him even willingly getting close is Mia and that is mostly because of the whole 'She will hurt you' part. After Jules passing, Kyrin absolutely doesn't believe they can or should be loved and that train of thought will only be reinforced by the new mean Jules in his head.

Of course, this is a big maybe because if that sanity stat does what is says, and by god I hope it does (little guy so fucked up that he is taking control of the narrative!!), then Kyrin will either kill someone or himself before the story ends. I want that stat as low as it can go!

Either way, this is going to be a really messy ride with an even messier ending and I can't wait for it!

kyrin is such a gorgeous, gorgeous name! He gives off major "I confuse instinct for desire. Isn't bite also touch?" vibes. 😭😭

I love it when people talk about their MCs in my asks. It helps me understand what y'all want and write them better. 🫶

[sunflowerandstrawberryspice]

Little redraw of a scene I did for Inktober day 3 (path), I'm autistic so, of course, I immediately thought of my favorite scene from the Garmadon comics!

This gives me the perfect opportunity to talk about them cause holy shit they have a huge grasp on my psyche lol (Remember this is all for fun and the haha sillies so please be nice):

The comic was so genuinely good and captured Garmadon's character SO WELL! Like they made him such a fantastic character (I thought he was before but this just reinforced it) and I loved the way it showed he was impacted by everything that happened and how he feels about himself like UGH it was so great.

Also, I'm sorry but the scene where Other Garmadon is like "Did Wu warn you or did you only wish he had?" Is so sad cause like 1) He wanted to believe someone tried to stop him, that there was someone looking out and trying to save him but ALSO 2) this means that he kinda made himself think it was HIS fault for not listening, which kinda feeds into the narrative of him feeling like there was only one path for him.

I would like to point out there could kinda if you squint be an allegory for like queerness/anyone rejected by society HERE ME OUT! This is obviously a stretch I'll admit but like the demonization of oneself, literally fighting another version of himself until he comes to accept he isn't only the bad parts of himself and can grow and change and is a person! Also, Garmadon is just kinda fruity in general side-eyeing his """"Roommate"""" Vinny Folsen of NGTV News and his WHOLE dynamic with Clouse in Tournament of Elements (Garmadon a Bi icon).

Anyway yeah I love Garmadon and yall should to, fuck crystalized, I hope we get more of Garmadon in Dragons Rising and lowkey I think it would be super funny if the first canonical queer rep in Ninjago was Garmadon an ex-warlord son of god who happens to also be Oni and just Vinny who is literally just A Dude tm.

That's all from me, I am now going to fade into the abyss until I finish the Spinjitzu Brothers books when I will surly return with new opinions! BYEEEEEE!

[intruality-overlord]

I just discovered that little animated comic The Whole Frozen Affair that the actors voiced and everything that takes place during the time skip right after Galavan is killed and oh my god— Pretty sure it’s not canon cause it doesn’t really fit in with the narrative, Oswald seems too… not depressed honestly for one thing BUT

Several things:

“Selena don’t leave me!” That was just funny phdlgdlhfu yes beg the literal child to save you

Love that they had a buddy buddy era apparently

Jim helping Oswald avoid arrest

Harvey doesn’t know Oswald is innocent and Jim killed Galavan

Jim managed to convince him to help Oswald somehow anyway? No questions asked apparently he just goes with it? Did he not find it weird at all? Why not? Is he just desensitised to helping Jim do stupid things? Did he shrug it off as Jim having a weird bond with the freak

Oswald thinking he got betrayed but Jim’s trying to spare him again

Doesn’t appreciate it at all

He got comfy with Jim’s help, got a shock Jim would betray him, but then got WAY too comfy after the betrayal ended up being a false alarm the first time

Getting left behind at Arkham must have hurt double because he probably expected the help more after Jim trying to help him already but he let his chance at freedom go when he didn’t listen to Jim again

Bet Jim was pissed when Oswald just came scrawling back and explains his reluctance he help more but I’m glad he tried in this version of reality so it’s canon to me now

“We are what we are and Gotham deserves us.” Idk why that sounds so gay to me. They so bonding over murdering together

I always thought Jim had like instant regret when he watched Oswald get dragged away and I feel like this reinforces that a lot like he was not fucking happy about it he didn’t want Oswald in Arkham, but he really was in a tough position

Maybe Oswald remembers how Jim did originally try to help him avoid arrest so that’s why he forgave Jim relatively easily? Because I mean he must have tbh Jim never faced any consequences for that and anyone else would have. We know he’s a softie for him but it also just didn’t make sense like last time he felt betrayed he made Jim collect a debt but he did nothing after Arkham

Anyway I think they should’ve kissed and Harvey probably would not been surprised at all

ANOTHER THING I JUST THOUGHT OF JIMS LITERALLY TREATING OS LIKE HIS GIRL

“You’re in danger so I’m making you leave Gotham”

Oswald, just like Barbara, “no :)”

The parallels are paralleling

[the-ninja-legacy-whip]

Stormlight hc's!

This kinda blends with my general Sunshower hcs too (or maybe I'll just call both ship-versions Stormlight from now on for consistency), buuut either way it's Jay and Sunni:

Sunni first gains awareness of Jay at a science fair during her first year of high school (which would be Jay's second year). He won, but despite losing she was madly impressed.

Similar to Jesse with Cole, she was fine with adoring him from afar (until him coming to school without a scarf rocked her to the core so much that she had to make her existence known to him)

But because Jay's been so busy since, it's been hard for Sunni to intervene and talk to him again. Buuuuut maybe an opportunity is coming up soon.......

Sunni has six siblings, of which she is the middle child of the seven, as opposed to Jay being an only child. Jay loves the idea of a large family (and gets along well with all of Sunni's family) but Sunni always feels eclipsed (ha puns) at her house and likes the peace and attention she gets at Jay's parents house snksnksnk

Sunni initially doesn't wear her glasses around Jay, thinking they make her look less appealing—but oops she forgets to take them off during chemistry one day cuz she has to read something and Jay has a heart attack from how cute she looks

The Blue Ninja was always Sunni's favorite, because his eyes matched Jay's very pretty blue ones <3

...and after finding out that Jay is the Blue Ninja, she starts extra fussing over him over injuries she knows he must've gotten during battle (especially if shown on tv) and also tries to help him better monitor his energy usage (she is actually the one that fully cracks the equation for it)

Their relationship is so lowkey at first that the only reason anyone else catches onto it is because Sunni is suddenly wearing Jay's jacket at school one day. Both Kai and Cole have a heart attack over it. Nya does not care but she does

Jay always asks her about the weather as opposed to checking on the tv/internet because Sunni is always more accurate (and it helps him prepare in case he has to fly his jet that day)

The only thing Sunni can bake/cook on her own is cookies, and she loves making Jay gingersnaps. Jay never tells Zane, but, they are the best cookies he's ever had. Even better than Zane's muffins.

Their first "date" is at a boardwalk fair down at Ninjago City Docks. Jay finds out the hard way that Sunni is lactose intolerant (Sunni's super-embarassed about it but Jay's just guilty that he bought all that ice cream oh dear—)

Jay starts finding little yellow sticky notes tucked in the pockets/crevices of his gi when on missions, all full of positive reminders and little reinforcements <3

In turn, Sunni gets a bunch of pictures of glorious landscapes slipped into her locker, each of them with a breathtaking visage of the sky in various colors (or just some fascinating weather phenomena Jay may or may not have personally caused for a good photo op)

They only get to date for roughly about a year (aka the brief-ish timeframe in which Jaya is broken up), but it is a darn good year, and they enjoyed the time together too much to not stay as friends T-T)9