#Let's learn some facts about our Planet Earth.

[mbbsabroadexperts]

On this Earth Day, Let's learn some facts about our Planet Earth.

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[cheriladycl01]

My boyfriend the Bad Guy- Oscar Piastri x Teacher! Reader

Plot: Oscar surprises you in a class that you’re covering for on a day before a race weekend.

“Okay guys so Mrs Copani won’t be here for the rest of term, but that means I get to teach you guys all about … the rainforest!” You exclaim to the young children in your class. You were currently covering for a school in your district whose teacher went on maternity leave, it was your first job as a teacher rather than a teaching assistant because you were so young.

“Now, this project will be very fun! We’re going to do lots of arts and crafts and at the end of term Headmaster Kelvin has organised a trip” you tell them excitedly and they all start chatting!

“We’re going to a rainforest!” One of them exclaims.

“My mum says they’re a long way from us!” Another chips in.

“Are we going far for this trip?” Another asks a little confused.

“Okay okay settle down! Now you’ll learn that Chloe is right and that there aren’t any rainforests near us. The closest one would be Africa, and I can’t take you guys all the way there … but in the UK we have a place where they have these biome pods called the Eden Project so we’re going to take you there” you explain and they all nod.

“Okay so let’s start on some facts about the rainforest. Does anyone know anything about the rainforest that they can tell me!” You ask.

“It rains a lot!” Dylan shouts and you nod.

“That’s right! It’s helps that its in the name right? But rainforests have a lot of warm humid rain all year round. 79-394 inches. High for comparison is about the height of a tree!” You exclaim and gaze round seeing the fascinated look on all the kids faces.

That was your favourite part of teaching!

“And when you look at a rainforest … like this one” you say getting up a picture of one of the interactive whiteboard. “What do you see!” You ask looking around the classroom.

“Lots or Green” AJ shouts and everyone agrees.

“Mmmmm that’s very true. And what is all that greenery, some of you might have them in your garden at home! We have some in the gardens here and Miss Y/L/N has a few on her classroom windowsill” you offer helpfully, a girl raises her hand.

“Gabby?”

“Plants Miss!” She squeals and you nod with a smile on your face.

“Very good! Now the rainforest is very important as even though only 10% of earth is made up of rainforests … it has the most plants and animals there which helps us” you smile.

“Why miss?” Connor calls out and you smile.

“The trees around us, even the ones here release something out of them that go into our atmosphere and it turn it helps us breath. That’s why trees are so important and it’s why when we use paper, we always ….” You pause waiting for them to finish your common phrase.

“Recycle it” they all giggle and you nod.

“That’s right!” You smile at them all.

“Okay now when you all have a cold what does you mum and dad give you to make you feel all better?” You ask walking around the room.

“Matt” you say seeing the boys hand raised.

“Medicine!” He cries out in joy.

“Lots of those medicines come from the rainforest, that’s why it’s important we preserve it!” You teach them, you could never be to young to teach about protecting the planet.

“What’s preserve?” One of them asks with their head cocked to the side.

“Hmmmm that’s a difficult word to describe. Okay so let’s pretend you guys are … the Avengers” you grin and they all gasp happily.

“I wanna be Captain America”

“I’ll be Thor”

“I want to be Black Panther”

“I’m Kate Bishop”

“Okay okay you can all be whoever you want! But you guys need to protect the environment from all the bad people out there!” You grin, knowing this was all just a bit of fun but still educating them on what’s important.

“Who are the bad people” one of them asks, just before a knock is heard on the classroom door. You look to the left seeing Oscar there watching you with a soft smile on his face. You hop up from your desk walking over to the door.

“Here is one of the villains you have to defeat” you say as you open the door to your boyfriend.

“He’s a bad guy!” One of the girls ask, and you know you’ve just potentially started her obsession with always crushing on the villains in future movies and books she watch.

“But Miss that’s your boyfriend” they all giggle at this and you grin too, Oscar just standing there confused as to why you’re now all of a sudden calling him a bad guy.

“Mmmm and why am I a bad guy?” He asks looking at you with his polite cat smile.

“Who knows what Oscar does for a living, do any of you like Cars?” You ask and they all gasp.

“Miss miss I know I know!” Ollie cries out.

“Yeah?” You asked.

“He drives race cars!” He says on his knees rocking back and forth.

“He does! And he travels all over the world to do it, meaning he doesn’t help the environment, he does the opposite!” You say knowing just how astronomically high your boyfriends carbon footprint was.

The kids then all started to ask Oscar questions about racing, many of them being Lightening McQueen related.

Eventually it was the end of the school day, Oscar kindly helped you pack up the classroom before leading you out to the car park where his McLaren was parked.

“Thank you for coming to get me baby” you smile and he takes your hand guiding it to the gearstick so he can keep a hold of you while he’s there.

“You’re welcome! How was your first fall day teaching them on your own?” He smiles rubbing his thumb along your hand.

“It was really good, we’re starting a rainforest project and so we’re going to make loads of charts for the board I created and at the end of term we’ve got a trip organised!” You explain and he can’t help but grin at how excited you seem.

“Woah, that’s really cool! Do you still think that you’ll be able to come this weekend?” He asks knowing that where you taught Monday to Thursday you had the perfect opportunity to spend GP weekends with him.

“Of course I am baby, I have my flight booked for Thursday night, I’ll get there Friday Morning” you admit and he smiles bringing your hand up of the gearstick and in front of him mouth. He kisses it lightly.

“So where are we going, this isn’t the way home” you ask once you notice your on a different main road.

“Somewhere Lando showed me, I wanted to take you there. I think you’ll really like it” he explains and you nod.

Eventually you come up to a little park, he takes a rucksack from the boot, taking your hand and walking through the afternoon sun with you to the edge of a large pond, that had a wooden bridge going over the middle of it.

“Wow this is gorgeous” you exclaim looking at the surroundings before taking some pictures. You get one of yours and Oscars feet and then a selfie of you guys with the lake in the background.

“I love this, it’s so peaceful” you breathe out a relaxing breath. You and Oscar walk and talk, both having a busy schedule ment that moments like these you could yap to each others hearts content.

He eventually started to lay out a blanket, it was getting a little cooler as the sun got lower and lower in the spring afternoon.

“I brought some wine, and some cheese and grapes. I know you’ve been wanting to go out for a while with the girls but you haven’t had time… so I brought girls night too you” he smiles sheepishly hating how busy both your lives were individually and with each other. You saw your friends maybe once a month at best, you were very lucky they were so understanding.

“I love you Osc” you say leaning into him, kissing his cheek, a blush forming across his nose.

“I love you too baby” he smiles.

You both sit on the blanket leaning into one another while continuing your previous conversation, and sharing chaste kisses every now and then, tasting the rich one on each others lips.

Intimate and personal time like this with Oscar would always be your favourite.

y/user

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y/user: Oscar surprised me on my first day today and took me out afterwards on a date :) How sweet can he get!

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[elbiotipo]

What if life evolved in a rogue planet. What would that look like?

This could be surprisingly possible!

Rogue planets, for those who don't know, are planets that don't orbit any star, and wander through interstellar space. They are thought to form around a star, like our Sol's protoplanetary disk, but were ejected by gravitational interaction with other objects during its early formation, for example, two planets forming too close and the smaller one being thrown away with the bigger acting as a gravitational 'slingshot', or a star passing nearby and perturbing their orbit. It's kind of sobering to think that there must be millions, perhaps billions of Earth-like planets that were flung into interstellar space earlier on their formation or even afterwards.

This is not a very pleasant environment, isolated from the warm glow of any star, with temperatures approaching absolute zero. We still don't know much about interstellar space, and I imagine that rogue planets inside the diverse kind of nebulae or near dense star clusters would be very different. But by the most part you can expect them to be dead frozen balls of ice, as EVERYTHING freezes in this temperature. No warmth for any kind of life to be found.

Is this so, though? For starters, brown dwarfs, which are not especifically planets but let's say 'objects' several times the mass of Jupiter, are very hot, being capable of deuterium fusion (unlike hydrogen fusion which is what gives stars their energy). This weak kind of fusion does not allow them to be stars proper, but endures for billions of years. Imagine a gigantic Jupiter glowing in a dull red or magenta. Though it would be interesting to especulate on life in the upper layers of a brown dwarf, or perhaps moons that bask on the weak infrarred it emits, I don't see it particularily likely. On the other hand, organisms can thrive with minimal energy, more on that later. I can imagine, in some remote brown dwarf moon, 'prairies' of incredibly slow photosynthetical organisms growing under the weak light of a brown dwarf.

(here's some artwork of a moon orbiting a red dwarf, with source)

However, these aren't planets in the literal sense. Most rogue planets are indeed likely to be frozen balls of ice and rock. There is no star to warm them up (Earth's diverse biosphere depends on the light of the Sun, as obvious as it sounds), and no kind of life, no matter how exotic, can thrive near absolute zero, molecules just don't move enoguh to allow any kind of metabolism. Even theorized life using ammonia or methane as a solvent instead of water involves temperatures like that of Titan, Saturn's moon, which still gets some sunlight and warmth if minimal, allowing it to retain an atmosphere. Rogue planets just get none.

There are other ways of warming up a planet however. The interior of Earth is still hot from its planetary formation and the decay of radioactive elements on its core, creating volcanic and tectonic activity (though that's still disputed, as it seems that oceans acting as a 'lubricant' is needed for plate tectonics), and it's likely that larger planets would have even greater activity. It's also not the only option, a moon orbiting a large planet would have tidal forces that stretch it, producing similar tectonic activity that could melt the kilometers of ice covering them -water is actually more abundant in space that it seems- and this is indeed what happens in Jupiter's moons Europa and Saturn's Enceladus, as well as the much overlooked Jupiter's Io, which is an incredibly interesting patchwork of volcanoes in frozen temperatures. In fact, astronomers are starting to learn these subsurface oceans are actually the norm rather than the exception.

They are as you might have heard, prime candidates for life. The origin of life on Earth is still one of those debates that send scientists into academic fistfights as you can imagine, but one of the main theories involve it arising from the rich energy and nutrient environment of hydrothermal vents, which would be very common in these kind of worlds. So, if this is true, it's not unlikely that there could be countless worlds like these with life. Returning to rogue planets, subsurface oceans heated by tidal forces don't need any sunlight at all, they just need an icy moon orbiting a big enough planet at the right distance (there are other details, of course, but let's go with the basics). A rogue planet the size of Jupiter or larger could have been expelled from its original system carrying its moons, or could have captured another rogue planet in interstellar space, which would be very interesting as they both would likely have completely different origins and perhaps compositions. Similarily, a tectonically active rogue planet would be enough to melt subsurface oceans, or even surface regions like Yellowstone or Afar on Earth.

What would life look like in these worlds? You can read about speculations of life in Europa and on hydrothermal vents here on Earth to get an idea, but let's talk about it a bit. Now, you might read that hydrothermal vents are an oasis of diversity in the deep ocean with life especially adapted to them, and since they are often relatively short-lived, there are ecological cycles related to them that are still poorly understood. However, do notice that some of the most prominent macroscopic organisms in these places (like say tube worms, isopods, yeti crabs, eels) did not evolve from the extremophile bacteria there themselves, but rather evolved from life from elsewhere (from the rich, sunlit oceans) that adapted to such enviroments. The life *native* to hydrothermal vents on Earth are indeed extremophile, chemosynthetic bacteria and archea, that is, they don't use photosynthesis, their metabolism creates energy and organic structures from the surrounding inorganic chemicals (some very toxic, like sulfides) and heat, no light involved. Unlike most ecosystems on Earth, these chemosythetic organisms are the producers of this isolated food chain, entering symbiosis with other animals not only for food, but also respiration, digestions, and many more things. This is fascinating because it does prove in a very explicit way that chemosynthetic organisms can support complex ecosystems without photosynthesis.

(here's life from an hydrothermal vent, notice the crabs and bivalves, do read the Wikipedia article, it's great)

However, again, do notice that these animals did NOT evolve FROM the bacteria and archaea themselves. They adapted to these extreme enviroments from other animals that evolved in the rich sunlit biosphere of Earth, fed by photosynthesis. If it was by the chemosynthetic bacteria themselves, they would be happy (as much as a bacteria can I guess) to live down there and do chemosythesis forever. There's little evolutionary pressure for them to do anything else.

At least right now. Of course, ironically, these complex simbionts like yeti crabs and tube worms, like humans ourselves, might indeed be distant descendants of primitive hydrothermal bacteria, though from the ones that evolve to use photosythesis and consume those who did, far from the depths, so it means there was some reason for them to evolve out of the vents. Which brings the question; how and why did complex, that is multicelullar life, evolve on Earth, and where else could it evolve? That question deserves its own post or even book.

These are interesting questions to ponder when talking about rogue planets, or indeed any non-photosynthetic ecosystems like cave systems, that are also possible, or perhaps surface volcanic lakes or geysers. Our rich biosphere in Earth is fed by photosynthesis and the endless energy of the Sun. In a rogue planet, the sources of heat, energy and nutrients would be sparse points instead. In our own Earth, the organisms of cave ecosystems have extremely slow metabolisms, something like an olm (blind salamanders that are rather large, up to 40cm long) often stays YEARS in the same place, only moving to (very ocassionally) reproduce and eat. Such ecosystems are not exactly conductive to fast paced, sentient life. But if they are common, there might be millions of them across the universe, and one could especulate some of them might be chillin' on cities build around those vents, or perhaps penetrating the deep ice to see what the outside is like, or basking under nebula light in great hydrothermal systems.

In a similar way, returning to rogue planets, there is also the distressing posibility of an Earth-like world with a developed biosphere being flung away from its star by some freak astronomical event, like some star or indeed another rogue planet passing by and altering the orbits. As you might be very aware, life like Earth would die, and quickly, in this scenario. Again, the only remaining life would be in hydrothermal vents. But it would be interesting to think what kind of civilization could survive. I imagine big cave cities, nearer the underground warmth, fuelled by geothermal or nuclear energy. Perhaps greenhouses and aquariums there would preserve what remains of the biosphere.

And of course, rogue planets and objects would be great stepping stones for interstellar colonization. Perhaps instead of accelerating as fast as they can, long-lived starships might wander from planet to planet, gather resources and perhaps geothermal energy for the next leg of their journey, or settling them to get away from the faster-paced civilizations near bright stars.

If you liked this post and would like to read more, I would really, really appreciate if you gave me a tip to my ko-fi! Being a biologist looking for work in Argentina under a deranged libertarian president with the budget cuts and all is quite hard, so everything really counts!

[ineffablelara]

Series Loki, Avengers Loki and the "real Loki"

Okay so, I've been wanting to write about this for a while now, I always see people talking about how much they love series Loki because that's where he's most comfortable with himself— and I agree, I love him too and I think it's great that he learned to accept more some aspects of himself and got more comfortable with showing vulnerability to others as well as allowing himself to make meaningful connections with the people around him

BUT

Saying that Avengers Loki is not the real Loki just tells me you don't really understand Loki as a character at all

I'm part of the few people who don't entirely buy into the headcanon that Loki was brutally tortured by Thanos in the 1 year gap between Thor and Avengers, I think he did went to very bad places but it doesn't make sense to me that Thanos would break physically and mentally the man he was sending to lead an army on a different planet to get him an infinity stone, I believe he had to fight for his life after his fall and Thanos probably submitted him to a very rigorous training like he did with his daughters (yes, one could argue that that was tortue but let's be fr, it's on a whole different level)

Anyway, my point is: Loki didn't attack Earth against his will, he was angry and hurt, feeling betrayed by his family and dealing with an identity crisis, he was livid, he went through hell after his fall and now he had a chance to cause some trouble for Thor and Odin and he was going to take it

I don't believe Loki really cared about Thanos' philosophy and the whole "freedom is a lie" thing, he was parroting what Thanos told him to cause some dramatic effect but I don't believe, not even for a second that he gave two fucks about it, again, he wanted to make trouble and to cause damage, he wanted to hurt Thor and Odin bc he felt hurt, he didn't care that innocent people were going to die, he didn't even think about them, he just wanted to channel his anger and to piss off his family, and ykw?

That's the real Loki

Because Loki is not some perfect little angel who was forced to do bad things against his will in order to survive, Loki is a vengeful God, a being of chaos, a master of magic and sometimes... an asshole

Sorry, he's not the little baby we all like to pretend he is sometimes, yes there's lots of pain and shame and sadness inside his heart but that doesn't erase the fact that there's some ugly parts in his personality, that's what makes him so complex in my opinion, he's not necessarily evil but he's also not necessarily an innocent baby either, he said it himself:

Believe it or not, that applies to him too!

Avengers' Loki shows us the "ugly" parts of himself—parts many would prefer to ignore. But sorry to break it to you: that was the real Loki too.

Some might argue that the whole "God of Mischief" persona was merely a facade to hide his vulnerable, weak self, but I disagree. I believe Loki did use his title to build walls around himself and keep others at a distance to some extent. However, things aren’t just black and white—Loki is the God of Mischief, whether people like it or not and that means he thrives in chaos sometimes

I mean, he even tells Mobius, "Sometimes our emotions get the better of us," when talking about the New York attack. I know some people don't like that scene because it contradicts their headcanon of Loki being tortured and forced to go to Earth, but personally, I love it. I never liked the idea of Loki having so little agency in Avengers. And yes, I know the Mind Stone was influencing him, but that’s the key—it was influencing, not controlling

I think what I’m trying to say is this: some people don’t truly understand who Loki is. They’ve created a version of him in their minds and reject anything that contradicts it. Refusing to acknowledge the darkness within him only proves that you don’t fully appreciate him. You can love series Loki and say that it's the more mentally healthy version of the character, but please don’t claim that Avengers Loki is his worst version—or that it’s not the real him.

Maybe I'm being annoying but it just hurts every time I see posts trashing him and saying that he's the worst Loki ever, to me that's one of the most fascinating depictions of him precisely because we see how malicious, cunning and calculating he can be, he has so much range and I genuinely feel sorry for all the people who can't appreciate that

[jyeshindra]

ALL ABOUT GEMINI RISING

Ah, we've made it to the witty chatterboxes of the zodiac, our lovely Gemini Risings! Let's go over the traits and energies of this dynamic, Mercury-ruled placement.

As a reminder, our ascendant is a very personal point in the chart. It is what we see when we gaze out into the horizon. What shall we claim? How do we see the world? And how does the rest of the world see us? In ways, I do believe our ascendant is more revealing than the sun sign. It tells the story of our soul's...why we are here and what we are meant to learn.

We begin with the chart ruler, Mercury. How does Mercury behave in the mutable, airy sign of Gemini? Especially when geared towards one's direction in life?

Mercury is a special planet, having no gender and being one of the fastest moving planets in astrology. In mythology Mercury is associated with tricksters, messengers, writers, and magicians. Mercury is here and there, playing both sides and aligning with motivations not entirely rooted in blacks and whites. Mercury is one to see the grays and to ask "why?". To seek out information and to feed their mind.

You are much like Mercury, Gemini Rising. What you wish to pursue is knowledge itself! You have curious souls that seek to know and explore everything. Information is valuable to you and you know how to get it and what questions to ask. Your mind is hungry and always searching for stimulation.

You are also a connector. Gemini, like the other air signs (and Virgo), are represented by humans, not animals. This speaks to your purpose Gemini which is to connect. You have an ability to understand the intricacies of a situation, of a people, of a culture, and make the necessary connections. If Aries pioneered the land and Taurus settled it, Gemini finds the trade routes and explores other parts of the land and the surrounding peoples.

These risings are often seen as scattered, talkative, and witty. They are blessed with the gift of gab and often charm those that they talk to with their youthful disposition and excitable mannerisms. Mercury makes these sensitive to stimuli and you can often spot a Gemini Rising by their plethora of expressions! You may seem all over the place to some, Gemini, but your mind is constantly assembling and processing and searching. It makes sense!

Appearance-wise, Mercury gives one a child-like or elfin appearance. I've seen these ascendants have bright eyes, a dazzling smile, and maybe even a high-pitched voice. They may also be wiry, with large foreheads and beautiful hands. Perhaps your face is adorned with glasses to give you your mercurial edge?

I believe it is you, Gemini who becomes the mirror for others. You are impressionable, taking on the characteristics of everyone you meet; their speech, their mannerisms, their thoughts even. You take what you need and leave the rest. You are changeable and always open to a conversation or to a new idea. It's this quality that makes you the perfect vessel for your soul's true desire; to reach large audiences and spread your information with the world!

I think with the Virgo 4th house, Gemini often had to teach themselves a lot. Information played a huge role in the household, either in proving oneself as knowledgeable or avoiding criticism from others. Perhaps the Gemini had siblings to care for, or parents who weren't really around. Or maybe there were overbearing guardians who left a sense of helplessness in the Gemini, so they compensate with information.

There may have been no room in your home environment for emotions, Gemini, and so you over-think everything. Your attention to detail is innate, and you can study any topic thoroughly and deeply (Scorpio 6th House), but you are, in ways, avoidant of your own emotional experience. In fact, all your water houses are in Earth, Gemini! This is also likely a sign that your ability to persist and stay strong, to persevere and commit, is a bit unconscious to you. There is some wound of authority here with that Capricorn 8th house, and perhaps your power lies in discipline. In applying yourself time and time again to master whatever it is that you wish to give to the world. 

There are beautiful things to be shared from your mind Gemini with this Pisces 10th House. You want to be seen in your multi-faceted-ness with all of your creative and awesome gifts. You want to be acknowledged and appreciated, not used or taken advantage of. Others may see you in a Piscean way when you take the stage, Gemini. You may have many different things going on at once, or you become someone who can reach a lot of different people. You may change careers a lot! Some famous Gemini Risings include Gordon Ramsey (restaurants feat. world cuisine is very Piscean), Drew Barrymore (isn't she the sweetest?), and Mindy Kaling (so many different projects!)

Lastly, the Taurus 12th house speaks to an inner beauty and artistry within you Gemini. Truly you come from the Earth, with a purity in you that seeks to understand everything in this earthly plane. No stone shall be left unturned! You have left behind a more solid approach to something more airy and exciting. There is so much for you to learn Gemini! But do not forget to rest! Do not forget you come from the Earth and you shall return to the Earth. Take care of your body, eat good food, cover yourself in oils and balms, and appreciate the body you have been given. Your mind is beautiful, but so is the rest of you, Gemini! Adorn it.

Your 7th House is ruled by Sagittarius, indicating you need partnerships that allow you to step outside of your comfort zone and explore your physical reality. You may stay glued to your screens or to your books or to your own mind when you truly do yearn to see and experience and live. Sagittarius will teach you this Gemini, that there is much to be learned and wisdom to be gained from LIVING. You want someone who can teach you about the world and brings you depth and perspective.

You will learn so much through your experiences Gemini and you must acknowledge the darkness within your own heart. That Capricorn 8th house may urge you to close it forever. Fear and paranoia may surround you in matters of merging, despite your desire to connect everything. Dive fearlessly into your own abyss, for this is the power of Capricorn! The strength to persevere and overcome!

That's all for the Gemini Risings for this week. Next week we'll dig into the Cancer Ascendant and discover more about these lovely Moon-ruled folk.

[ot3]

AX: Cassie has been leaving me some of your human books to read during the days when we have no missions. I have learned much about this planet and it's various creatures.

MARCO: Oh really? Let's hear some earth facts then.

AX: among all of the animals of earth there is no nobler warrior than the wild forest cat. They live in clans and follow a complex code of honor with a formal hierarchy. It is in many ways a far superior societal structuring to what humans have done. I suggest we adopt some of their principles.

CASSIE: Ax those books are fi-

TOBIAS: So that would make Jake our clan leader, right? Then who's the deputy.

MARCO, RACHEL, AX: Me

AX: Excuse me, I don't believe you two understand. As the only aristh present, I am the nearest approximation to a warrior in service of Prince Jake. The rest of you all are much closer to apprentices.

JAKE: I'm not the clan leader. And please stop calling me Prince Jake.

AX: Yes, Prince Jakestar.

[skelswritingcorner]

A Body So Stubborn (Mercenary! Reader fic Pt. 3)

Barely winning against making the TFP bots learn about the horrors of endometriosis, it's the 3rd part to my First Contact AU fic (though it barely feels like one anymore). I ended up splitting this into two parts because this is like 5 pages in the Google Doc.

Warnings/Tags: Injuries, blood, hospitals, mentions of unethical experiments, Megatron experiencing remorse for something he had no actual involvement in, mentions of dead parental figures, Prowl shows up I guess

Word Count: 2050

The third part is finally here! I was going to draw something for it, but I'm currently working on my 2.0 model (Vtubing stuff) so I pushed that off to the side.

“So,” the Cybertronian on the screen tilted his head, “you found a human in a solar system that, as far as our knowledge, has no humans on it?”

“Until now,” Ultra Magnus replied, “according to the files, she was brought to this place at eighteen months old, therefore her connection to her species is nonexistent. She appears to be the only human who’s lived here for any large period of time.”

“There are, however, a group of humans currently on the local planet right now. According to Skids, they’re here to help establish an interspecies alliance. Along with that,” Ultra Magnus showed his datapad; two similar human women on the screen were shown in separate images, “one of the humans of the group appears to have a strong physical resemblance to the one we found. Not only that, she claims that her sister was abducted at eighteen months old twenty years ago.”

“Interesting,” his blue optics flickered, “it’s too similar a connection to be a coincidence. Is Ailith on the Lost Light? I’d like to see her condition for myself.”

“First Aid brought her to the clinic her ship’s coordinates were originally at, Prowl. Once she’s back, I’ll contact you again.”

“Very well. Goodbye for now.” The video feed of the officer ended, and Ultra Magnus sighed. Did he expect to have a human on board the Lost Light? Not at all. However, this is an injured human, and as he was the one who realized that there was an injured organic on board, he felt the slightest feeling of responsibility over her despite never actually seeing her in person.

Ultra Magnus walked out of the communication room, seeing the Co-Captains talking amongst themselves. Once they noticed the officer, they turned to him.

“What did Prowl say?” Megatron asked.

“He’s not sure about how and why a human would be here prior to any intergalactic relations being established. He also wanted to see her for himself, but she’s at the clinic right now. That, and I don’t know how she’d feel around him of all ‘Bots.”

Rodimus laughed. “I’m sure she’ll be fine, as long as we tell her first. It’s not like Ailith can fight in her current state.”

“I doubt that, Captain.” Magnus rebutted, “She’s adapted quickly to her current situation. Too quickly, if you ask me. Along with that, the planet she lives on has weapons designed to defeat Cybertronians. I’m confident that she has at least one weapon in her arsenal that she can use to defeat us if she truly wants to.”

“I know about those weapons.” Megatron said, Rodimus slowly turning with a horrified look. “I remember sending a team to this planet some thirty years prior because of potential energon deposits. The people used the remains of one of the ‘Cons I sent to reverse engineer weapons and other equipment that gave them an advantage. In fact, this might be the cause of Ailith’s subspaces as well. They could’ve tried creating subspaces, and tried to implement them on organic creatures. Including those from Earth.”

“Are you implying that it might be your fault for what happened to Ailith?” Rodimus asked.

“Who else could be to blame?”

“Let’s not dwell on that for too long, Captains.” Ultra Magnus looked at the datapad, “You didn’t know about the experiments until now, correct? Then it’s likely she doesn’t know either. First Aid said that Ailith’s been cleared to return to the Lost Light for recovery, so when she comes back you can ask her.”

“Do we have instructions on what to do?” Megatron asked.

“According to First Aid, it’s best to keep her from doing anything too strenuous. This includes training and combat. Along with that, she can only walk short distances. Her stitches are to remain for fourteen cycles total. Two cycles have passed, so that makes it twelve. As long as she doesn’t strain herself too much, she’ll be alright.” Magnus informed them.

“But who should she be with while she’s recovering? She’s smaller than Tailgate, literally half his height!” Rodimus asked.

“First Aid’s been taking care of her all this time, correct? Why not make a temporary space in his habsuite for her so he can make sure she’s recovering without complications?” Megatron suggested.

“That makes sense. As he’s one of the medics, he can treat her quickly if she gets injured.” Ultra Magnus agreed. “According to Drift and Ratchet, he’s been non-stop worrying over Ailith. It should be reassuring to him if she’s nearby.”

“Hmm…” Rodimus frowned, “Fine. Tell First Aid, and ask Skids and Velocity to get some stuff for her before we get back, I doubt we have anything right now to make sure she can have a smooth recovery.”

“I already asked them, Rodimus. They should be gathering some items right now with the help of someone that might be Ailith’s twin sister.”

“Great! I’m going to talk to Ratchet now. We’ll talk again later.” Rodimus turned on his heel and left the other two mechs standing there.

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The cycle in the hospital came and went. And now, you need to return to the Lost Light for the rest of your recovery. You would’ve protested if it wasn’t Aunt Daule who said that. Instead, you just sighed.

“So, I'm going to spend twenty or more days with them as I recover?” you asked.

Aunt Daule nodded. You understood that the clinic was pretty busy, so if they could they would have anyone who can recover outside the clinic so they can have space for those whose conditions are more severe, they would.

“Welp,” you slapped your knees, “I guess I’ll be stuck with that lot for a while. I’m fine with that though, I need to learn more about them in case I need to defeat a Cybertronian.”

Daule chuckled. “You talk just like your guardian. I remember hearing her many exploits back when they tried to take over our planet and failed, mostly when she charged in without hesitation. She’d use her magnetic grappling hook and a blade, get close to an exposed cable and slice it open. I’m glad to see you’ve inherited her fighting spirit.”

Both faces went solemn. Such goes the usual conversations whenever anyone brings up your first guardian. “It’s been almost five years, hasn’t it? Thirty-five more days until the anniversary.”

“Do you plan on going to her memorial?” you asked.

“Of course. I am, after all, Salva’s sister. It wouldn’t make sense for me to not visit the grave of a family member once in a while.” Aunt Daule answered.

“But that’s in more than a month. For now,” Aunt Daule patted your head, “make sure to focus on recovering. No straining yourself, alright?”

You nodded, and with your aunt’s arms as support you walked to the waiting room. You made sure to hold onto the box Makayla gifted you.

First Aid was already there, along with Tailgate. You walked to them, albeit with a slight limp.

“What are you holding?” Tailgate asked.

“It’s something from her sister.” First Aid answered for you.

“Did you meet her?” he asked again.

“She only came to drop off an injured friend the cycle before First Aid brought Ailith here.” Aunt Daule replied, “We did genetic testing, and they’re almost completely identical. After the testing she gave me the box Ailith is holding right now.”

Tailgate seemed fascinated. Do cybertronians have siblings, or is that an unfamiliar concept to them?

“Regardless of that, here,” Daule gave First Aid a document, “these are the instructions that should help with assisting Ailith in her recovery. She has a copy too, stored in her subspace.”

You nodded at what Aunt Daule said.

“We’ll return in twelve cycles, Dr. Daule!” First Aid said, picking you up. At this point, you’re used to being held by him. Aunt Daule waved, and the three of you departed.

Entering the pod, First Aid set you in a place that was relatively stable for you to sit down. While he piloted the pod back, Tailgate looked over at you.

“What’s in that box? You’ve been holding onto it this whole time.” he asked.

“Stuff from my twin that she asked Aunt Daule to give me. There’s a few pictures, including one of my niece who I just found out exists.” you replied, “Other than that, there’s some clothes.”

Tailgate tilted his head. “A niece?”

“The daughter of a sibling. In my case, my niece is the daughter of my older sister, Chloe MacArthur. I’m not sure if Cybertronians know about the concept of siblings, though.”

“Ooooooh,” Tailgate nodded, “sometimes sparks split in two. That’s the closest we have to siblings. Those are almost identical though.”

So, they sometimes have twins. Identical twins, just like you and Makayla.

“When we get back, I’ll show you the pictures.” you promised.

The pod slowed to a stop, and the door opened. Ratchet and… a cyan Cybertronian? He had red eyes and accents. His helmet was black, with two horn-adjacent finials extending out from the sides.

“Fortress Maximus,” First Aid exclaimed, “I’m surprised that you’re here!” He picked you up as well, placing you on the Cybertronian equivalent of his right shoulder blade before walking up to the two larger mechs.

“You must be Ailith,” the cyan mech put a hand over his chest, “I’m Fortress Maximus. The others informed me of your condition. I’m surprised you even survived the injuries Ratchet informed me that you have.”

You shrugged, “Eh. I’ve been operated on without painkillers and fully conscious. A few slashes and bullets aren’t that bad.”

Oops, you overshared. Fortress Maximus AND Ratchet are looking at you in horror. First Aid tensed up.

“Out of all things you could’ve said… Wait, you were fully conscious? Wouldn’t that hurt?”

Fuck it. You did this to yourself, nothing to hide now. “No shit it hurt! I still have the memory of seeing my intestines on hooks while they put that thing inside me, and when they put the subspaces on my body. As they did for all the other experiments.”

“That’s horrible!” If Cybertronians could cry, Tailgate would be doing that right now. “I can’t believe that anyone would do that, especially to a child!”

“Anyway,” Ratchet spoke before anyone could say anything, “First Aid, the captains assigned her to your habsuite so her recovery can be monitored closely. Skids and Velocity acquired some items to make sure Ailith’s comfortable.”

First Aid nodded, “I’ll bring her to my habsuite, then.” And so, he walked past the two taller mechs.

He’s been holding you for a while now, should you say something? It’s probably better to say something.

“You know you don’t have to carry me everywhere, right?” you asked him.

First Aid’s vocalizer choked, “I- You’re just small, that’s all! Most of the ‘Bots might not realize you’re there since you’re so tiny! Also, you’re still recovering from your wounds. Dr. Daule said that you shouldn’t walk too much as the leg wound recovers, right?”

“Touche.” You felt his grip on your thigh tighten slightly, as if he’s doubling down on keeping you right where you were. It’s understandable though, organic species compared to hulking machines are so delicate, especially those with injuries or preexisting medical conditions.

The rest of the walk was done in silence, which was fine with you. Talking isn’t exactly your best skill, after all. After First Aid went to his habsuite, he placed you on the desk that didn’t have much on it, but that’s something that you didn’t really care about. There were a few soft blankets and a few pillows, likely things the two others Ratchet mentioned. What were their names again? Velocity and… Skids?

Why is that name familiar? You swear that you knew someone who was called Skids. Your caretaker mentioned a large mechanical being with that name who helped save you from that facility, transporting you both to Aunt Daule so you could get treated. You’re pretty sure you bled on him, is he mad about it?

Oh well, it can’t be helped. You’ll find out after you sleep. Cautiously crawling into the blanket pile, you wrapped one of them around you before laying down. “I’m going to bed, see you later.”

First Aid nodded, “Please rest well.”

[katealpha]

Art by @Dizy_Wata_Toons

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Prologue:

Shortly after the year 2026 began, the Earth was suddenly visited by a fleet of massive saucer ships. There was panic at first, with many seeing this as the beginning of an alien invasion. However, contact was made between the two, and over a few months, humanity began to learn more about the Serpent Empire.

Predominantly made up of clones, the serpent species were born to serve their leaders, with the most efficient way of growing new clones being through the natural reproductive system. For eons, the serpents were conquerors, taking resources and women from various planets to serve as revered but captive broodmares for the aliens. By the time the serpents discovered earth, they’d expanded and taken so much control that the breeding program was entirely voluntary. Once diplomatic ties were made, the serpents began to integrate themselves into Earth’s societies. Chiefly, they advertised the breeding program and offered unbelievable amounts of money to volunteers.

This is where Nina Gao came in.

Nina was an actress who had recently started to gain traction in Hollywood. Seeing an opportunity to boost her career and help bridge the gap between Earth and the serpents, she had her agent contact the empire and soon, there was a drop ship hovering in front of her penthouse balcony….

# 1 Week Later….

A a phone camera began to record, standing up on a small tripod. The subject was Nina, who after a week of thinking, decided how she’d record the progress of what was happening to her. In short, she was pregnant. The operation done on her was a success.

Once she saw that she was being recorded live on YouTube, she smiled and stepped back so the camera could capture her from the thighs up. Now that she was in frame, she waved.

“Hey everyone! Nina here. I don’t normally upload to my official YouTube channel, but this is a very special occasion. Some of you might already know what this is about if you follow my Twitter and Instagram, but I’ll explain it again here. So, those serpent empire aliens who’ve been chilling out around our planet? Well, they’ve been basically doing help wanted ads for their breeding program.” The actress sneered slightly. “I know it sounds super weird, but they assured me that it was refined and safe for humanoids like me. Yeah, I kinda called them to volunteer. Why? Because I think having at least one movie star hear them out will make things between our kinds. That, and I’ll admit, I’m making twice as much as I would on a normal gig. If you’re watching at home and struggling with your bills…I’d probably think about it.” She gave a rather awkward chuckle before she changed subjects.

“Anyways, the procedure wasn’t really bad. They did it exactly a week ago, so as I’m recording this, I am pregnant with their kind. Just to make it fully known. In fact I’ve already started showing. They told me that the pregnancy would last about a month.” She sighed. “So yeah, hopefully it’ll all turn out okay. But here, let me show you guys the progress so far.”

Nina zipped down her thin sweatshirt and revealed her bare stomach to the camera. While she was hardly completely toned around her tummy, a turn to the side showed that something was different. Her stomach looked like she’d eaten too much at a restaurant. Like an average food baby one would see on tik tok or even that side of YouTube.

“You can definitely notice a little when I turn to the side. That’s gonna get a lot bigger over the next few weeks, and they already told me that I’m gonna start getting growth spurts and cravings soon. So yeah, can’t wait for that crap to get started. I’m just glad I only have voice roles to worry about for a while. I don’t know if I can go on a set with how nauseous I’ve been feeling all week. They basically plumped this concoction of their DNA and other stuff into my body, which forms into their version of babies over a month. Don’t worry, it was through my belly button and it didn’t even hurt. It felt weird but it wasn’t like getting a syringe poked into you.”

As she finished saying this, her stomach audibly rumbled on camera. She looked down and blinked. “Ugh, I just got super hungry. I’m gonna end this video now. Please keep things respectful in the comments, and it’ll be seeing you in the next update.” Nina reached over and ended the live feed to upload it fully. Afterwards, she went directly to the Door Dash app, all while her stomach moaned and gurgled deeply…

[boymanmaletheshequel]

The symbolism of Mnemosyne

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A titan deity of memory, the arbiter of nostalgia and remembering, speaker of many a language, and a mother of confusion, as well as artistic expression, Mnemosyne is the definition of a bittersweet goddess, she can bring great joy, but also painful suffering. Let’s take a look at her repertoire of symbolism, so that maybe if she speaks to us in the fog of our memory, we might recognize her better.

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• Colors 🌈

- Black, white, and purple: are colors that are all associated with memory, as many see the past in black and white, and knowledge is often associated with the color purple.

• Flowers and plants 🌸

- Periwinkle: a purple flower that is often associated with innocence lost by maturity, as well as the memory of the past, periwinkle is a great flower to represent lady Mnemosyne.

- Gingko: as for plants, ginkgos are associated with remembrance and wisdom, and are known for their ancient longevity, with some trees having been dated by their rings to living for over 1,000 years!

• Animals 🐴

- Parrots: known for their colorful feathers, long lasting and potent memories, and uncanny ability to mimic the human tongue and language, parrots encompass three major themes of Mnemosyne’s domain: memory, color, and speech.

- Elephants: perhaps the most obvious choice here, the elephant has long been a symbol of memory, knowledge, and sensitivity. They have the longest known memory cycle of any known animal on earth.

- Starlings: another bird with an uncanny ability to nearly perfectly adapt to and learn human speech, starlings are also known for their iridescent feathers, reminiscent of mnemosyne’s association with artistic colors.

• Food 🍗

- Drinking water. In Hellenic mythology, it is said that those that participated in the rituals at the oracle of trophonios drank spring water to help them to remember what they had seen while under the oracles influence.

- nuts. Nuts are one of the superfoods that are believed to improve cognitive function, especially in the area of our ability to strengthen and improve our memory.

- nostalgic foods. Not really a specific food, but eating a food item that is nostalgic to you, beckoning back to a past memory that you are fond of, is a good association for a food to Mnemosyne.

• Crystals and gems 💎

- Amethyst. A stone that is believed to restore one’s memory, and repair their cognitive function, amethyst was once believed to be able to cure inebriation by the ancient Greeks, and in fact, it’s name comes from the Greek word “amethustos” meaning “not drunken”

- Hematite. Some believe that hematite can help clear your congested psyche and guide you through your memory to help uncover and remember specific moments throughout your life!

- Kunzite. Kunzite is said to be a stone that is used for communication and language, both through divinity, and through everyday human communication.

• Planets 🪐

- Uranus. As a titan goddess, mother Mnemosyne is a daughter of Uranus, who is signified by the planet in our solar system. Uranus is often associated with memory and knowledge, so it’s the most sensible fit for a celestial association with Mnemosyne.

• Astrology ☄️

- Scorpio. A Scorpio forgets nothing it is said, for better or for worse, and although they aren’t necessarily the greatest communicators, just about everything else about Mnemosyne seems to fit the bill for a Scorpio!

• Other symbols 🧠

- the brain. The brain is the part of us that Mnemosyne exists entirely within, she really is our brain in a sense, so this is a symbol often associated with a goddess of memory and communication.

- Photographs. A snippet of a moment in time saved from our memory, and a great conversation piece in anyone’s home or camera role, photographs are a no brainer for something that directly channels mnemonic emotions, either that’s nostalgia, regret, or fulfillment.

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Well there you have it, now that you have become acquainted with some of lady Mnemosynes signs and symbols, perhaps you will find her hand on your shoulder the next time you grow emotional from nostalgia, pour over a memory forgotten, or learn a new word you can’t wait to speak with! 🧠

If you like my posts, and wish to learn more about the deities and stories of Hellen, consider giving my blog a follow! I post daily about hellenismos, and various other fascinating things. Blessed be your day 💙🏛️💙

[whxre-bxby]

"Can You Take It?"

Recom Lyle Wainfleet x human f. Y/N

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Summary: Lyle and Y/N starting to date and trying to fit him for the first time.

WARNINGS: SMUT, NSFW, fluff, penetration, f. oral receiving, size difference, belly bulge,

I let my emotions and love for Lyle loose, enjoy me making us a total emotional wreck

Word Count: 6793

If you would have told me 10 years ago that I would have a crush on a blue alien from another planet, I would have probably had a mental breakdown. But it’s true. 

I signed up for the military the same year they announced that the U.S. would be sending workers to Pandora. Everyone knew about Pandora. It was a huge planet that could almost always be seen in the sky from Earth. At the time I was young but they let me aboard the spaceship a few years later. 

I’ve been here for just over a year now as a part of the Air Force. Recently, the RDA had started and completed its mission of creating recombinants from the memories of passed-away soldiers. It’s meant to be the first big step in ‘taming’ Pandora. 

The day after they had been woken the recoms were already sent on a mission out into the world. The General had assistants organise their departure and arrival. 

I just happened to have a day off on that day until I was ordered to have my aircraft ready in 10 minutes. Of course, there is no discussion or complaining with the General so I listened. 

Two of the recoms, who I learned later were Colonel Quaritch and Lieutenant Wainfleet, followed her in her big mechanical suit towards the break room near the garage for all planes, jets, and helicopters.

She held the door open and called my name.

I was playing pool with a few of my friends when I heard her voice and everyone immediately stood straight. I did too, slowly leaning away from the table and resting the stick on the ground. 

“This is Y/N. Best we got to offer so far.” The General said and even though she was talking about me like some show car, I felt a sense of pride in my chest. 

I look at her and she gives me a quick smile before turning away from me. 

“Get your chopper ready, take off in 10!” she called over her shoulder and I nodded. I watched her leave which made me notice the recoms with her. I haven’t ever seen a real Na’vi in front of me, only on the screen. Well, they weren’t that real they were Avatars but it was close enough. I noticed how they wore our uniforms and then my eyes met the Lieutenants. 

He eyed me while I examined him and it wasn’t unfriendly or friendly. But when he walked away I smiled to myself. 

I was prepared in 9 minutes and put my helmet on, leaning against my helicopter. It was assigned to me and I loved it. 

The recom team emerged from the facility while my plane already waited outside. The Colonel nodded at me and I nodded back before stepping in. My co-pilot was already inside and moments later we took off. 

That’s how I met Lyle. I would fly them to where they needed to go. 

We never talked. The only communication we held was the occasional glances. 

Soon, the looking turned into nodding our heads at each other as a greeting and later that turned into friendly smiling. 

The first time we spoke, he initiated it. I was getting the plane ready for their upcoming mission and he came out half an hour early. 

I smiled at him and then he introduced himself. We had a nice conversation and he offered to help me prep the plane. 

Things went smoothly after that.

Lyle would often visit me during the days when he wasn't in the forest. It was a little odd for me in the beginning, given the fact that we were so different by looks. He was twice as tall, blue, had a tail and all these other animal-like features. I was surprised by how quickly I warmed up to him and he was happy he found someone other than one of his blue teammates he could spend time with.

Even though they were the RDA's Avatars, people would still avoid them. The fact that your face lit up when you saw Lyle had him feeling happy and warm. 

Soon, seeing you would become the highlight of his day and the other way around for you too. A reason why you two clicked so well was that your personalities fit together well. He used to be a soldier too so there wasn't much of a difference except for the looks.

We started having long talks where we would just unload all our stress. There wasn't anywhere private we could really go so we started sitting in my helicopter together. It helped build the trust between us and it definitely strengthened the friendship.

Lyle would tell me about his mission and after a few more times of us meeting, he let me know that he couldn't be sure he would return from every mission. In a way, no human on Pandora could either but they were being put in more dangerous situations than we were. I knew there used to be 12 of them and each time they returned, a few were never seen again. I was always relieved to see Lyle but I knew that the missions took a toll on him. There was less of his usual happiness and joking each time he came back.

Once Lyle realised that he was romantically interested in you, he was very clear and upfront about it. He had been thinking things over late at night as usual and decided to tell you right away the next time he saw you.

I was surprised when Lyle confessed but also grateful. I was the kind of person who would have trouble expressing these things so having him do it first was a relief. 

Lyle boldly told me how he felt, going into detail about the things he liked about me and why I was special to him which had me blushing. Then he started explaining that I didn't have to go with any of this and that I could just say no now because 1. He was permanently an Avatar and 2. He couldn't promise me he would come back every time. 

I confessed too, telling him how much I liked having him around and how much he grew on me. Lyle was surprised by this and he questioned me to make sure I was certain. The last thing he wanted was to make me feel uncomfortable. 

Once we cleared the air things went well. We continued to meet up in my helicopter and sometimes we would go there during the late evenings to talk and hold each other. Lyle became my safe space. I could retreat to him and be comfortable in his presence. He felt the same way with me and neither of us has been happier. 

During our sessions, we would hold each other and we’ve kissed a few times already. We had one make-out session but Lyle ended it by saying that it was late.

Today was one of the days when we would meet at night. Sometimes we would have trouble sleeping or we just wanted to see each other. Except this time, Lyle offered that we could stay in his room. It was spacey because he required more room so I happily agreed. 

I walked through the dimly lit and empty hallways which usually are buzzing with people during the day until I reached the recom’s quarters. Lyle waited outside the main entrance to their rooms so I wouldn’t get lost and once I saw him I felt relieved. 

“Hey, Buttercup.” he whispered as we walked to each other. I wrapped my arms around his waist as we hugged.

“Hi.” I mumble, burying my face into his shirt while he holds my head against him. The height difference made hugging almost impossible so this is how we usually did it. 

“You okay?” he asked, wondering why I wasn’t letting him go. I smile at him. 

Lyle chuckled softly, petting my head before we turned to walk to his room. He held my hand and led the way through the dark. His eyes were more trained for night vision so I trusted him. 

“You smell good.” 

It was a nice evening. We sat on his bed and talked as usual. I’ve never been in his room before and since everything was run by the RDA it wasn’t very personalised. But I felt like it was a step forward in our relationship. 

At some point, I felt touch deprived and I leaned against him, curling my arms around his huge and bulky one. 

Lyle loved it when I would initiate contact and show affection to him. It was a reminder that I felt the same way he did because he often doubted things. 

He sighed, finishing his rant about his worries about his new mission. I wanted to comfort him and embrace him more so I kneeled on the bed, straddling his waist but not sitting down. Lyle watched me with amusement as I fought to get around him and eventually, I just threw myself on him and we both fell back on the mattress with chuckles and giggles. He tightly wrapped his arms around me, holding me firmly against him while I lay stretched out on top of him. 

“I’m sorry you have to deal with all that.” I softly say, resting my chin on his chest and looking up at him. He gives me an appreciative smile. 

“Don’t worry ‘bout it, baby. It’s all good.” Lyle replies, stroking his hand through my hair and brushing down the strands that covered my face. 

“Can I do anything to help?” I ask, wondering whether he has any requests I can fulfil to make him feel better. Maybe cuddling or I could attempt a massage. He loved it when I would trace his tattoos or draw pictures on his back with my fingers. 

Lyle smiles again. “Kisses.” he mumbles and I laugh before heaving myself forward to reach his head and place a soft kiss on his lips. 

“Anything else?” I ask with a grin. We’ve exchanged teasing and dirty jokes before. Lyle raises an eyebrow before sitting up and leaning on his forearms. He was looking at me to see if I meant it. 

I was just joking and the context and possible outcome of the situation only hit me now. 

“You jokin’?” he asked me while I sat on his lower torso in deep thought. 

“Yes and no.” 

“What does that mean?” he breathily laughs. 

“Well… if you want to, I would be okay to try it.” I say, nervously fumbling with my fingers while Lyle just stares at me, replaying my words in his head. 

“You wanna try it?” he asks, seeming doubtful. His concern discourages me and I look down. 

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to bring it up so early.” I say, my voice fading a little more with every word. 

“No, no. Y/N I didn’t mean that. Baby, look at me.” Lyle panics, fully sitting up now and holding me to him. “You didn’t bring it up early, I’ve been dreamin’ of this. I just didn’t want to mention it to you first in case you still weren’t sure about us.” 

I frown. How could I not be sure about us? We’ve been dating for almost a month it would be cruel to lead him on like this and not be sure. 

“Lyle, of course, I’m sure.” I say, nudging his chest. “I love you and I want this.” I say and I watch his eyes widen. Once again I realise too late what I just said.

“-only if, uh, you want this too.” 

“Fuck yeah, I want this.” he chuckles, nuzzling his face into my neck. I smile, running my hand up his neck and to his head. 

“Just uh-” I say, stopping to think of how I should phrase it.

Lyle looks up at me, a glimpse of worry in his eyes. 

“Please go slow.” 

He smiles, holding me closer to him. “Will do. Just tell me if something doesn’t feel right and we can stop anytime.”

I nod and pull him in for a kiss. The atmosphere in the room slowly shifts and the kiss becomes a heated make-out session. I’m balling my fingers into fists around his tank top while he tests the waters and gropes my hips. He carefully moves his hands to my ass and lower thighs, kneading the flesh through my sleep shorts. The unexpected intimate action makes me moan into the kiss and his ears shoot forward. Lyle smiles against my lips, devouring my mouth with more passion. 

The hand resting on the back of his head traces around where his kuru cord starts, making him hum in approval. I knew it was sensitive so I didn’t want to push it but I was curious beyond thinking. 

My fingers caressed it, gently tracing down his braid and I felt Lyle shiver. I pulled away and examined his half-lidded eyes. He seemed to be feeling good. I knew that too by the way he would grind my hips down against his. I felt his hardening dick in his shorts and it made me that much more excited. 

“Lyle-” I whimpered as he rolled my hips down against his. He grunted, looking at me again to ensure I was okay. 

He felt hazy from the pleasure but he also made it his mission to make you feel good. Lyle wanted this to be about you. His needs could wait. He also took pleasure in giving. 

His large hands started skimming up and down my body and my clothes were gently being removed one after the other. Our eyes were locked to keep Lyle convinced I was okay. To remind him of that I tugged at his top, slipping my hands under it and running them up his lean torso. He grinned, pulling it over his head and once he saw how amazed I was with his built figure he felt more confident in touching me.

He took his time, knowing that it he would have to be patient and gentle if he wanted things to work in any way. I was naked before him and he was tracing my sides with his palms while whispering into my ear how much he loved me and how beautiful I was to him. 

His hands fell lower and he caressed the insides of my thighs before he let his fingertips come in contact with my bare pussy. I whined, holding onto his shoulders and resting my forehead against his chest. I’ve had sex before but never with an Avatar. 

His fingers started to gently rub me, gliding through my slick folds and massaging up and down my slit. The noises I made were an incredible turn-on for Lyle and motivated him to continue. 

He needed to get me as wet as possible if he wanted to get himself anywhere near me. 

One of his fingers started prodding at my entrance, gently applying pressure before he slowly slipped it in. I gasped when I felt how long and thick just one of his fingers is. It reached deeper than anyone including me ever has and my mouth was hanging open. 

Lyle’s other hand was soothing me, softly running up and down my bare back to keep me relaxed. He definitely knew what he was doing and I knew I was in good hands. 

Once he felt me get used to that he inserted a second finger into my slick pussy, gently thrusting them in and out. That alone caused me to feel a stretch but it was necessary. He would occasionally curl his fingers which made me throw my head back before he would part them and scissor me open to stretch my walls further. 

I started feeling a build-up of pleasure in my abdomen but it was cut short when Lyle pulled out both his fingers. He held me by my waist and lay me down on the bed before settling between my legs and pushing them open by my knees. I felt small compared to him which I was and I forced myself to keep my legs open. Not that I didn’t want to, it was just so intimate I got shy. 

“God, you’re so beautiful…” Lyle whispered, letting his dilated eyes fixate on your naked body. Why and how you could like him was still a mystery to him.

I blush, covering my face with my hands and Lyle grins sheepishly before resuming his previous actions at a different angle. 

He concentrated on finding spots that would make me feel better and it wasn’t difficult for his long fingers either.

Soon, Lyle added a third finger and I was gripping the sheets above my head to keep me from moving around. I was so full it blew my mind.

“How you doin’, baby?” he asked me and I gulped, struggling to find words.

“So good.” I whisper, gasping for air in between the sentence. Lyle smirked, kissing the inside of my thigh. He peppered more kisses on them and neared my heat before he placed one on the bud above my clit. 

I whimpered his name, feeling weak and lust-drunk from the feeling of his lips. My positive reaction pleased Lyle and he did it again. To help me find a release, he opened his mouth and licked up my slit with his strong tongue while fingering me and I cried out, having to bite my fist from screaming. 

Lyle hummed against you making you squirm and before long, he was lapping up the slick on your cunt. He was positioned at the edge of his bed, kneeling down to be at your level and with all the noise you made and the way you tasted he started subtly dry-humping the side of the bed to keep himself under control. 

I was mind-blown and couldn’t think straight. Feeling completely overwhelmed I didn’t even notice the pleasure start building up again and within seconds I came loose around Lyle’s fingers. He felt me clench down around his fingers and hummed in approval as he continued to finger and lick me through my orgasm. 

My eyes opened again and I was brought back to reality. I lean forwards and look at Lyle, noticing his cocky grin. 

“Feel good?” he asked, already knowing the answer. 

I scoff playfully. “Hell yeah.” 

He smiles while gently pulling his fingers from me and licking them clean. I watch him and my bottom lip catches in between my teeth. 

Lyle ensured that I’m ready and he felt confident enough to attempt penetration. His large arms caged me in as he climbed on top of me, kissing my forehead while I tried to push his shorts down with my feet. 

“Don’t worry Buttercup, it’ll happen. Just wanna take my time with you.” Lyle said, mumbling the last part as he kissed down my neck. 

He sucks on my sweet spot and I grow even weaker beneath him. After he felt like my body was appreciated enough, Lyle pushed himself up and tugged his shorts down, throwing them next to the bed. 

When he looks back down at me my eyes are fixed on his groin and my mouth is gaping open. It’s almost hypnotising. The way it stands erect in all its glory and the fact that it’s throbbing while the veins bulge out on the sides has my mouth watering. It was absolutely enormous and I was so drawn to it. 

“You’re drooling, baby.” Lyle chuckles, wiping a bead of saliva from the corner of my mouth. My eyes blink a few times and I tear my gaze from his crotch to his face. 

“Holy shit.” I say, looking up at him with wide eyes. “You didn’t say you were this big.” 

“My bad?” he asks, teasingly. My words sounded accusing and flattering at the same time. It would be a compliment if it weren’t deadly.

He lowered his body closer to mine, groaning while gliding it over my wet pussy. Lyle was so touch-deprived and sensitive that even just that would have been okay with him if you would decide you have second thoughts on sex. 

Our height difference was much more visible because for our groins to be in the same area, our heads had to be far apart. I was looking up at Lyle’s chest and his head was hanging low, staring at the bedsheet because I didn’t reach that far up. It didn’t matter because I could look back at him and he could curl his head in to see me. 

“You ready?” he asked and my stomach twisted in excitement not only at his words but also when I heard how low and gruff his voice had become. 

“Yes.” I whisper, smiling up at him and he nods, concentrating on his movements. He was grinding against me which felt good and I was breathing heavily again. 

Neither Lyle nor I could see in between us so he was blindly pressing up against me in search of my entrance. It didn’t take long at all and his tip pressed right against it. He applied pressure and when he felt the wet skin give way and when he heard my gasp, he knew he found it. 

Lyle started pushing himself in and it didn’t go far at all. We felt how he was slowly being engulfed by me but only his tip had made it in. 

I whimpered, raising my arms and holding on to his sides while Lyle was looking beneath him and watching my reactions to make sure he wouldn’t hurt me. 

Lyle realised he couldn’t go deeper with this thrust so he gently pulled back, letting himself slip out of me and it gave me a chance to breathe again. His queue was hanging down his side and without much thought, I gently wrapped my hand around it, wanting to be connected to him in some way at least. Lyle groaned, stopping his movements for a second because he was distracted. It felt weird when he touched it but feeling your small and delicate hands wrap around his most sensitive body part had a small wave of pleasure wash over him and when he opened his eyes again, his pupils were even more dilated. 

Lyle pushed his hips forward again, managing to drive himself slightly deeper this time. My grip on his cord tightened before I let go, not wanting to hurt him and I clawed at the sheets instead. 

“Fuck-” he cursed under his breath. “...so tight.” Lyle’s eyes were clenched closed and the muscles in his body were all stiff as he fought his body's urges and needs to just mindlessly start rutting into you. If he did that you would end up in the hospital. 

The stretch inside me was very much present but it was bearable and I refused to give up. I wanted to please him and I wanted to feel him inside me. Most of him at least. 

Lyle continued his actions, always carefully pulling out before pushing in a bit deeper every time. 

“Lyle-” I whimper, eventually feeling completely overwhelmed and overstimulated. 

“Just a little more…” he grunts, clenching his jaw as he tries to get thrust himself just a little deeper inside me. He would stop if I asked him to. 

He pulls back and snaps his hips forward with a little more strength than usual which startles me. I hear Lyle moan and almost instantly my worries flow away. I glance down and see that he is halfway inside me. We both knew that him bottoming out was never going to happen but this was big progress for the first time. 

He tries again, wanting to know how much further he can go before it hurts me. His hips thrust forwards with more force and I feel him hit what I think is my cervix. 

I whine, curling my toes to fight the burning stretch in me. Lyle didn’t move, realising this was the deepest he could go. He looked under him again, noticing my grimacing expression. 

“You okay?” he asked through heavy breaths, reaching down to caress my cheek. I nod while keeping my eyes closed. 

“So- full.” I say, struggling to speak. 

“You’re doing so good.” he whispered and his praise helped relax me. He felt the tension from my body slowly vanish and took a mental note of the effect praise had on me.

Lyle gave me a few minutes, letting me adjust and gather myself. He himself needed that time to breathe and collect himself. If he’d continue now he was worried he wouldn’t be able to stop and he couldn’t let that happen. 

We stayed still for a few minutes and with every passing second I felt myself relax a little more. Lyle was my safe space and I knew he wouldn’t ever hurt me. Even if he was struggling to contain himself he would force himself to stop if he was close to losing it.

“It’s okay- now.” I say with a hiccup in between. He glances down at me while keeping his plank position above me. Another thing I admired about him was his strength and he knew I liked it. Maybe he was purposefully doing it now to get me more turned on. It was definitely working. 

“Tell me if anything hurts, okay?” he said, not doing anything until I confirmed. 

I nod but he needs it to be clear for both of us.

“Words baby, I want you to be okay.” he said, gently caressing my face. I smiled, craning my neck and looking above me towards him. I found it quite funny that even though we were so close his head was so far from me. I would have to stretch my arms out above me to touch his face.

“Yes, I’ll tell you.” I reply and he nods while his tail swishes to the other side. 

Lyle slowly pulled out, keeping his fists balled up tightly to contain his pleasure. His lips were slightly parted and his eyes closed as he concentrated on keeping his movements steady for you. 

His retraction stopped once just his tip was still in me and he gave me a few seconds before he gently lolled forwards again, slowly filling me to the brim. It was only possible for me to take just slightly over half of him but Lyle was more than okay with that.

When you two started dating he was ready for you to completely say no to sex because of the size difference. When you agreed to it today he was speechless but he needed to make sure you would be okay. This was meant to be a special shared experience and his priority was your comfort and pleasure. 

Maybe with time and a lot of getting used to, you would be able to take more. 

My mouth fell open in a silent cry. I was undoubtedly in pain because the stretch was more than anything I had ever imagined. I knew it would be difficult but it was bearable. I was looking up at Lyle to keep myself distracted from the burning sensation deep inside me. His face was flushed with pure bliss and seeing him like that was the biggest most attractive turn-on for me. 

He continued his smooth actions, listening to every breath I let out to try and read how I felt. After a while, the pain became mild and I was able to focus on him. I was admiring all of him, letting my eyes roam over his entire body. The sight of everything before me helped me start to feel good and it seemed to only properly sink in now that Lyle was being this intimate with me. Other thoughts and worries clouded my mind before but now it felt like it was just us together. 

I suddenly felt heartsick for him and lonely. I wanted to be closer because my heart was exploding with love and affection as I watched how careful he was being with me. 

“Lyle-” I sigh, reaching up for him. My eyes became glossy and teary-eyed but not because of pain. I just loved him so much and I needed to let him know. My emotions overwhelmed me since I never felt such an adoration for another person but I loved him so much it made me want to cry. 

He froze in his motions and his head shot to me in worry of hurting me while he waited to see what happened. 

“Lyle, I love you.” I mumble with half-lidded watery eyes. My hand reached out for him and he shifted his weight onto one arm so that he could hold my hand. He was scanning over my face, seeming unsure about the tears which now flowed down the side of my face. 

“-so much...” I add with a whisper and he feels how his heart warms up. He can see how much I mean it and Lyle takes this to heart, being sure he will never forget this moment. We’ve never said ‘I love you’ to each other. We wanted to, especially Lyle since day one but he didn’t want to push his luck. 

“Never as much as I love you.” he says, smiling down at me while interlocking our hands together. “You alright?” A soft chuckle leaves his lips as he takes in my hazy state. 

I nod with a sniffle, raising a leg and wrapping it around his waist to encourage him to continue. “Please- don’t stop.” I sigh softly, and the words overjoyed him.

He was so happy you accepted him and that he succeeded in making you not only feel good but safe and comfortable. If you wouldn’t be intimately connected right now he would tackle you into the mattress and cuddle you until you fell asleep. 

Lyle drew his hips back and I felt my wetness mixed with his large amount of pre-cum drizzle out of me. His body was fascinating and I couldn’t get enough of him. Once he gently thrust into me his ears perked forward at the small sound of a squelch being elicited from between us. A sound so pornographic it made his dick twitch. 

With his next thrust, my eyes fluttered closed and I sighed in pleasure, letting my head fall back. Lyle kept his eyes fixed on me and my reaction gave him more confidence. He started to roll his hips forward with slightly more force, making sure to push in the same amount every time so that he wouldn’t bruise my insides by trying to fit more. 

My breathing became heavy and I coordinated it with his slow pants and grunts. I traced my hands up and down his torso, admiring every muscle and tattoo. 

He curled his waist to angle his hips differently with every thrust so that it wouldn’t just be a constant back-and-forth motion. This approach made my eyes shoot open and I moaned, tightly gripping his shoulder as I suddenly felt extremely satisfied and pleasured. 

Lyle’s own eyes widened at the noise he managed to draw from me and from then on he decided he needed to make me do that as much as possible.

I dug my fingers into the back of his hand, arching my back off the bed to be able to deal with the bliss I was in. He reached every spot inside me he needed to and I was close to reaching my orgasm. It surprised me because I had never felt good just through penetration. Maybe it was because of how sensitive I was from my last orgasm or perhaps I just needed to find the right person which was Lyle. 

I whimpered, glancing down between us to witness how most of his huge cock would disappear inside my body, creating a bulge in my abdomen every time he pushed in. 

“I’m so close…” I gasp, spreading my legs open more to make sure he wouldn’t stop. 

“Me too baby-” he said, groaning when he thrust in again. His pace had picked up slightly but he made sure to continue doing what felt good for me. “Hang on a little.” 

I nod, holding on to him while my toes curled against the sheets of the bed. My ears were filled with his soft grunts. Lyle’s jaw was clenched closed and his ears flattened back against the side of his head as he felt his release near him. 

It felt so good I couldn’t hold it much longer anymore. 

“Lyle-” I cry out, desperately looking up at him.

He hissed through his clenched teeth in bliss and his muscles started to tense. 

“Fuck- that’s it.” he moaned, burying our connected hands into the mattress as he fought himself to not start relentlessly pounding into me. 

“Let go baby.” he said through heavy breaths and with his next thrust we both got lost in bliss 

I moaned out his name as he rode out our orgasms. My legs tightened around his waist while his hips stuttered and desperately bucked against mine. My walls clenched around him, almost trapping him inside me for a second and Lyle’s mouth fell open as he released his cum deep into me. The way he was being squeezed drove him feral and all of him tensed as he filled me up, emptying everything he had into me. While he spilled inside me, Lyle lowered his abdomen against mine, resting more of his weight on my shaking body to ensure I stayed in place so that I would take it all. 

We both started to calm down and our heaving chests synched. My trembling and weak legs fell from his sides and onto the bed while Lyle dropped his head forward to regain his senses. 

He looked down at me and was relieved when he saw my fucked out expression. Lyle was worried he may have hurt me towards the end when his gentle pace faltered but I was very much okay. I look up and smile at him, feeling exhausted. 

He slowly moves back, retracting himself from inside me and slipping out completely. 

“Did I hurt you?” he asked, just needing to make sure.

I shake my head ‘no’ because I was unable to form words. He smiles softly, kissing my forehead and running his palm down my body before getting up and reaching for a towel that was thrown over a chair. He comes back to me, sitting down in front of my legs and gently lifting one up onto his shoulder to spread them. Cum was seeping out of me as his eyes raked over my vulnerable state. 

“You look beautiful like this.” he mumbled, seeming a little lost in thought and I chuckled softly, running a hand over my face before lifting myself on my forearms to look at him. He moved the towel to me and gently cleaned me from our bodily fluids, being extra careful when I flinched at the contact. My pussy was throbbing from how sensitive I was and it was a lot when the towel came in contact with my clit. After I was clean to his satisfaction Lyle did the same to himself before tossing the towel behind him and gently picking me up. Lyle lay back down but on his back this time and pulled me on top of him so that I was splayed out on his chest with my head resting under his. He reached for his blanket to cover the both of us before wrapping his arms around me and resting them on his back. 

When his eyes meet mine he notices how I’m staring up at him in complete adoration. He smiles and I lean forward to kiss him. He’s gentle again, pulling me closer into his chest while we passionately kiss. 

“What did I do to deserve you?” I ask with a huge smile. He seemed at a loss for words, just staring at me to try and understand. In his mind, Lyle would wonder that about you because he would still struggle to understand why you liked him because he wasn’t human. 

“You take such good care of me.” I say, noticing his confusion. It saddened me a little when he doubted himself like this. My mission in this relationship was to have him know he was the best for me. 

“No one has ever been so good to me. I feel safe with you.” 

“Really?” he asks with wide eyes, not knowing quite what to say. I knew he needed lots of reminders. 

My smile widens. “Lyle you’re the best thing in my life.” He was. There wasn’t much on Pandora that brought me joy. He was the reason I would get up out of bed in the mornings. I would always look forward to seeing him. 

His gaze softens and I notice he’s getting emotional. Lyle never got emotional. He would always hide behind jokes and managed to always seem fond of himself. I was glad he was opening up to me and showing me a part of him which needed healing. Especially since he was a marine, feelings would very often be neglected and pushed to the side which made them worse. 

“God, I’m so happy you’re mine.” he whispers, clutching me tighter and pressing his cheek against mine. I smile, nuzzling my face into him. 

“Say it, please.” he adds softly, looking at me with pleading eyes and needing to hear the words. 

“I’m yours Lyle. You’re all I want and no one out there even stands a chance.” 

He connects our lips again in a sensual kiss as happiness and joy fill him. 

“I’m so lucky to have you.” he says and I giggle. 

“This is getting cheesy.” I say and he chuckles. 

“I don’t care. I can make it worse.” he says and I raise an eyebrow. 

“You’re my everythin’ and my world and I would-” Lyle starts rambling and I laugh. 

“Okay, okay. I get it.” I cut him off and we break into giggles and laughter before I settle down against his chest again. 

“Comfortable?” he jokes and I smile. Then I notice the odd empty feeling between my legs. He must have stretched me out so much that I felt hollow now. 

He watches me as I think. 

“I feel empty.” I say, not sure how else to express it. My words surprise Lyle and the first idea that comes to mind is to fill me again. Cockwarming didn’t sound bad for either of us but for that to work I would be resting my head right under his chest because I would have to move down his body. The blanket would then be over my head and Lyle wouldn’t be able to wrap his hands around my waist anymore. We seem to be going down the same thought trail and then Lyle gets another idea. 

His right-hand drifts down my body and over the curve of my ass. I follow his movements and part my legs slightly more when he reaches my crotch again. He moves his hand under my thigh and slips two of his fingers into me. I bite my lip, closing my eyes for a few seconds before looking up at him. 

He looked so in love it made my heart flutter. 

“Better?” he asked after he pushed in knuckle deep and I nod.

“Is it comfortable for you?” I ask, wondering whether he can keep it in. 

“Fuck yeah. I didn’t know you’d want this but it’s better than cuddlin’.” he chuckled, feeling pride in his chest. Knowing you needed and wanted to feel him so close to you like that reassured Lyle that you loved him. 

He brushes his fingers through my hair with his free hand as he notices my eyes grow heavy. 

“Good night, baby.” he whispers, kissing my cheek and I smile. 

“Good night. Love you.” I mumble making him smile as I drift off to sleep. From then on even just falling asleep together became a regular thing. I felt protected by him and Lyle made sure I’d fall asleep before he would close his eyes, just to ensure my safety and comfort. Not that I was in danger but he liked doing it.

If he could, he would lay on top of you so that he could shield you from anything but that would most likely crush you so it never happened. You meant everything to Lyle and he was ready to protect you with his life.

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[urlyngendary]

𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰���� 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨?

I was bored, and I'm REALLY into Destiny 2, so I went through and read EVERYTHING that has been said about the game's fungus of darkness: egregore. If you're interested in Destiny lore and always wanted to know more about egregore, here is every fact we've been told about it!

• Egregore is found on Emperor Calus's ship the Glykon, it is described as a type of fungus, coating oneself in its spores allows passage through strange barriers.

• Savathûn as Osiris called the egregore "cores of Darkness." and points out how The Drifter houses similar flora.

• Emperor Calus's Leviathan returns and parks itself above the Moon, the star-eating ship is infested with the egregore, with a new type of it, petrified egregore, players can collect this, which means it is safe/stable for humans to be around.

• Research into the normal egregore takes place in earth, but after the fungus proves itself unsafe the project is shut down, and all samples of the fungus on Earth are burned to prevent any spread.

• The egregore has some sort of potential link to the nightmares, as the Nightmare Harvester is comprised of the following materials:

- Fundamental Osminium

- Petrified Egregore

- Soulfire Ichor

- Dark Ether

• The egregore latches onto a host's skull and acts as a superior nervous system, bending its host's will to the Darkness.

• "Egregore opens one's consciousness to the Darkness, allowing passage through fungal barriers" - Eris Morn

• Eris Morn describes the egregore to a hidden agent, describing it as something similar to the synapses of our nervous system. It is a physical manifestation of Darkness. "Like Stasis. But unlike Stasis, it appears to be an "impure" manifestation- her words, not mine."

• Sometime during Season of the Haunted, Eris learns that the Drifter has egregore with him, he's had it for years; he's had it since he returned to Earth after the Red War.

• The place The Drifter took egregore from was that unnamed icy planet outside of the system. This planet is riddled with "alien monoliths" that each house creatures that appear to be frozen in ice, these creatures have a light supressing field to them, and are described as being gooey and without heads. Their bioenergies are similar to that of Hive, but no such records of these creatures exist, they are said to slither, thousands of them live on the planet. These monoliths seem to be Pyramid-esc, just as there is creatures frozen in all the pyramids we've been inside.

• The egregore "sings" when it is burned, as Drifter calls it, this "singing" establishes some sort of resonance with the pyramids.

• Eris burns egregore on Europa and The Throne World, she sees the pyramids of Europa, The Moon, and the Throne World merge, along with the Glykon and the Leviathan.

• During Season of Defiance, a warlock named Druis discovers Egregore in the Ascendant Plane, she is nearly conquered by it. I would describe the way egregore ensnares its prey is somewhat horrifying. Any attempts for Druis to channel her light are temporarily thwarted by the growths, a "persuasive whisper" reaches through her mind, and terrible memories return to her. Druis eventually channels light and obtains an Awoken Favour. Open being granted the favour of the Awoken, the egregore behaves in a way we have not seen before- It crystalizes into something reminiscent of amethyst, and shatters. The remaining infestation physically recoils as if being burned away in reaction to her light, sulking away.

Let me know if you like this sort've thing! If you've always wanted to get into the story of this videogame and don't know where to look, I can TLDR something for ya!

[freyjalumiere]

The magical love of the twin flames

The spiritual world is far more interesting that what we might probably think.

We heard a lot about the concept of soulmates, those souls who are always in our journey and can be from our parents, siblings, friends and even our pets. A soulmate is not just one soulmate who shares a bond with us but in fact the number of soulmates we have is difficult to know.

The twin flame on the other hand is our other half with an intense soul connection. Is the opposite of our soul but with the same essence. Let's make the example by this: we have a pizza. There are not other pizza made in such way and the ingredients are so unique. In the moment we cut it in two pieces, the ingredients are still unique but each left with different proportions of those ingredients. The two pieces are different but still the same.

The two parts go in different paths and journey but belong to each other. Both pieces can't stop but trying to find away to return back to the other.

I was a helpless in love about love even if I was always single and I remember always dreaming about the moment I could find that other half of me. I am alway very receptive when I go to sleep and is in the dream realm where I get most of my prophetic dreams. One night asking about that other part of me, I had a dream. My Twin Flame was with me, he was giving me the strongest hug that it felt even after I woke up. I couldn't see his face, only that was a very tall and strong shadow.

Where one can find our Twin Flame in Astrology?

As i am on my big journey in this amazing study of astrology I believe the information about our Twin Flame can be found in the Draconic Chart but we have to understand something and not everyone have a Twin Flame. That is because some souls haven't the experience yet of the separation. In those cases the Draconic Chart, depending of the individual, represents a past life or the soul journey.

That is because there are some souls who doesn't have a past life and they have their first time coming on earth. Just like in my case while using the Norns asteroids of the past, present and future. My past and my present is the same, showing me that this is my first time here. Also why my dominant planet in my birth chart is Pluto, I am having a non stop transformation (as if my soul is trying to catch up with the old souls who have more reincarnations).

Having your Twin Flame in the Draconic Chart also doesn't mean the person will have to go and search for the meeting, that is because sometimes one of the half can be on earth (material world) while the other can be on the spiritual world. Sometimes the life purpose is to learn and develop independently on earth.

The only important here about the Twin Flames is the unique and strong love of the two souls.

[baby-alien11]

Being Miles Quaritch daughter (2)

Living in Pandora with ten years and a little brother almost newborn wasn't easy at first

Especially the first months, beacuse you often cried to sleep due to missing all of your family

But fortunately, a big part of the humans that stayed in Pandora, helped you to take care of little Miles

And thanks to that, you and Miles grow up learning and apreciating the planet that was your new home

And with spending time in the forest, it also included spending time with the Sully family, mostly the kids

While growing, Miles was the one that played along with the kids, meanwhile you stayed close reading a book keeping an eye on him

The kids were nice to both of you, often showing interest in your things

But with Jake and Neytiri, things were a little different

Specially when both of you were the children of the person that tried to kill them and attacked their clan multiple times

You couldn't blame them, your father's actions were horrible

After hearing all the things he did and tried to, you couldn't look at him the same way you did when he was alive

Due to spending time in the forest and with the omaticaya, Miles started to dress and act like them, including having blue paint in his body with the excuse to look more like them, also starting to demand that everyone named him Spider

You prefered to dress still like your own kind while having beads in your hair, and accesories like necklaces and bracelets from the na'vi

Basically, your life was good

Until the RDA came back

The return of the RDA meant to all of the omaticaya clan including his human allies moved from the forest to the Hallellujah mountains

Within the year, things got really intense because of the attacks of the omaticaya clan towards the RDA

But that didn't stop Spider, Lo'ak, Kiri and Tuk to explore the forest, dragging you with them because you never leave your brother alone

Due to the fact that you didn't know how to climb trees, Lo'ak had to carry you in his back

After walking for a little while, you end up founding a crashed ship from the battle from years ago

Also founding the AMP suit and the avatar units

That made you sick, becuase you knew that belonged to your father who died in that same place

"Okay guys, I think we've seen enough", you said trying to get them to leave, "You know we cannot be here"

"Sis, chill a little", Spider said watching the place, "This is where our dads fought"

"Exactly", you replied, "Enough reasons to go back"

"Guys, Y/N has a point", Kiri supported you, "Dad is going to kill you, Lo'ak, specially because Tuk is here"

Unfortunately, it was to late, because a group of avatars that none of you ever seen arrived at the place, causing Lo'ak to alert Jake about the situation

In response, Jake told him to get out of there

But it was to late because, all of you had been captured by them

And after paying attention to all of them, you noticed some similarities with part of your founded family

Comfirming everything when Quartich identified Spider

"What's your name, kid?", Quaritch asked with interest

"Socorro", Spider answered

"Miles?", Quaritch cuestioned bending down to be at the level of his eyes, "I thought they sent you and your sister back to earth"

"A baby could die if they put them in a crio machine, genius", you practically yelled gainning his attention

"Y/N", Miles said getting close to you, "You are not a child anymore"

"Of course not", you laughed with sarcasm, "I'm 24 now"

But when the night arrived, the chaos erupted

While the Sully kids went back with their parents, you and Spider were captured by the recoms, ending up in the new base of the RDA

Fortunately, both of you ended up in the same cell

While Spider started to scream and try to break the glass with a chair, you just lay down in the table knowing that they weren't going to let you go so easily

But suddenly, two guards entered the room dragging Spider with them, causing you to fight to letting him go, but that didn't work because they were a lot stronger than you

During the whole time that your brother was out of sight, you only cried while pacing around the cell, you spend all of your life taking care of him, only to get ripped of your side in an instant

After what felt like hours, Spider finally came back to the cell looking tired and a little traumatized, causing you to give him a hug and assure that he was good, letting him stay under the table for more security while sitting by his side

Few moments later, Quaritch entered the cell making you and Spider tense by his presence

Taking the opportunity, Spider tried to escape but Miles anticipated that, catching him mid-air and putting him on the table, doing the same with you

After a chat about how he wasn't the same man as before and how he wasn't related to you, the three of you made an agreement: you and Spider (mostly Spider) will help him and the rest of the recoms how to be true na'vi

So, after getting new oxi-masks with tracking chips, you flew with the rest of the team to the forest

"There she is!", Lyle exclaimed with happiness while flying, "Little Quatirch back with the team"

"Hi uncle Lyle", you smiled a little nostalgic noticing how Z-Dog and Mansk also were watching you, "Aunt Z, uncle Mansk"

During the whole flight, you made sure to get a hold grip on Spider by his loincloth to make sure he doesn't try to jump from the plane, even if the two of you were surrounded

When you finally arrived at the forest, you and Spider stand on a fallen tree to be at the same level to the recoms

And when you heard their attempted of na'vi, both of you laughed lightly gainning their attention

That's how the full na'vi curse started

From connecting with the woods, learning how to climb, what to eat, the importance of Eywa and identifying the animals that lived there

Until, the time to claim an ikran came, and due to the fact that you didn't know how to climb and Spider couldn't climb with you in his back, you ended up in your father's back

"I don't know if you rembember this, but you used to carry me like this when I was a child", you said casually

"I remember that", Miles responded, "I might not be the same as before, but I have all the memories"

"In that case, can I ask why Paz didn't get a avatar body?", you asked carefuly so Spider didn't listen

"She wasn't part of my main squad", Miles sighed, "Only of the pilots squad, that's why; you miss her, huh?"

"Everyday", you nodded, "I made sure to tell Spider stories of her once he started to understand things"

After that chat and reaching out the floating mountains where the ikrans lived, you sat in a rock to watch their attempts of tamming one

Of course, Miles Quaritch being the leader of the squad, had to go first, which wasn't easy

"And he's dead", you sentenced after he falled along with the ikran, "Again"

Hearing that sentence, Spider along with all the recoms laugh a little

Surprisingly, he was alive and encouraging the rest of his team to claim an ikran, which lasted almost all day

After all of them claimed their ikrans, they started to fly with them, meaning that you and Spider had to fly in your father's ikran

For most of the time flying, Spider continue to teaching the language and mannerisms of the na'vi, while you decided to take a little nap cuddled in your father's chest just like in the old times

Basically, things felt like before the first war (except for a blue detail)

Then, an alert about an old jet was sent

Things got worse from right there

From hunting and killing a tulkun just for a milliliters of liquid, to terrorizing small village of metkayinas, by burning their homes and killing one of their ilus

Watching all of that, made you keep Spider next to you, making sure that he doesn't leave your side

It was an terrifying situation to be in

Even worse when the Sully's became involved

The attemptes of both of you to letting Lo'ak, Tuk and a metkayina girl go didn't work, causing you to stay basically as prisioners in the inside of the ship

Fortunelly that didn't last long because you two managed to scape with the help of Neteyam and Lo'ak after a tulkun crashed the ship, but the eldest got shot by a bullet in the chest

Between you three and Tsireya, the metkayina girl who was also prisioned, took Neteyam to firm earth where Jake helped to carry him

Watching all of the scene in front of your eyes made you realize that even if your father wasn't the one who shot the bullet, he was the same man who screamed at you when you where ten before heading to go to war against the omaticaya

All of that things made you to curl yourself on the floor while crying in silence for all the damage he caused

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[alex-multiverse]

Kh Worldbuilding headcanons: Destiny Islands Edition

No one ever talks about the original worlds in kh and i find that a travesty because these places are a really, REALLY good mine to play around with. (u can also use them or expand on them if you really like)

So im gonna share some HCs i have about the original kh worlds, starting with Destiny islands..... but before that some basics: also this is kinda long so under the read more it goes

In general:

Kh "worlds" arent really floating in space. the stylized icons we see in game are more akin to dimensional rifts rather than actual planets (seriously who thinks this is how the world looks fr)

Following on with the dimensional rift: as the "worlds" arent really pieces of the original world, they are something more akin as parallel dimensions or something along the lines of something like ff14 (mostly because i would rather die first than live in a world with 5 different versions of britain existing at the same time)

As much as dark road is cool, the explanation for the empty worlds is dumb and for the purposes of this exercise, instead ofthe worlds filling the people gradually after it is created, i consider that the worlds as they exist are the result of the surviving children of the war making their stories real in the fractured reality of the original world (it also follows the weird theme of reality/unreality that kh4 seems to go for) and it turning into a different version of earth as we know it, with some exceptions, such as monstropolis (which exists independently as a parallel land to earth in its canon) and Deep space (which is straight up NOT earth and was more like, the rift of lilo and stitch's world pointing at the high counselor's fleet BEFORE the actual movie started) and also the OG worlds who dont have something to be based on for reasons to be explained later.

the only world that exists in the ocean between as it is, is the Keyblade graveyard. because it was so majorly fucked up by the war it both shattered in the physical and dimensional way after it happened.

Now that that rant is out of the way, LETS GO TO THE MOST UNDERRATED WORLD IN THE SERIES:

Destiny islands is in fact, more than 2 islands, being a big archipelago with a bigger "main island" where our three protagonists live at. this one we have seen before in kh2

Destiny islands, is, by far, not the only chain of islands in the world. in fact, theres way more islands beyond the horizon.

We know the islands have a mayor, thus we know that they must have cordial diplomatic ties with different islands near them.

Due to FF characters existing here, i am very tempted to assure that some of the races from ff8 and ffX exist in this world (you are now imagining kimahri playing with a tiny kairi after diplomacy stuff with her dad just ended)

Due to DI being an original world, it is actually a shard of the original world that didnt really changed much compared to the other original ones. its major difference is that it is an ocean world like Wind waker hyrule or the Grand line from One piece

Magic is a real thing in the original worlds populace, you just really need to get good at it, learn it, be magical by default, or cheat and get a keyblade somehow

Religion in the og worlds strike me as something akin to the way people prayed to the aeons of yevon in ffx or the astrals of FF15. with people praying to the ff summons on a case by case basis and depending on their preference for patron gods. Ie: Leviathan being a goddess of the ocean and water who is prayed to by sailors or fishermen, while scholars prefer ifrit using an interpretation of the fire of knowledge. (you know. like a furry prometheus that doesnt get eaten by an eagle daily)

I'll probably go on more detail later, but for now, the summons that get prayed to the most in DI is probably Leviathan for the aforementioned reasons, Ramuh for nature and agriculture reasons, shiva for tradition and combat reasons (related to riku in my particular headcanon) And Titan for economical reasons, wow alex making the rock man into the economy guy i wonder where you have heard it before

Speaking of economy, DI currency totally has tiny paopu fruit symbols in its coins and bills, and its a legal course currency in its neighboring islands because they too dig the paopu fruit symbolism

Munny looks like malleable diamonds because it probably just morphs into the appropate currency depending on the world we're in, moogles only use them as they are because they are both the people doing synthing and also shady as hell. do not trust the pompom people.

Going back to the Paopu fruit: its quite a common tree fruit in the islands and in fact is industrially harvested in some islands both as an export and in-island use.

The paopu folk story is actually mostly just a misconception for an older tale. originally involving sailors and a promise to return home safe. it eventually turned into "sharing one will entwine your fates forever"

Paopu pastries are a common dessert, and paopu wine is used often in weddings.

Monsters ARE real in the islands and roam the most inhabited places. These are often hunt for game and for safety reasons

THAT MEANS, chocobos are also a thing people use in the most rural parts of the islands for fieldwork, transportation and sometimes food.

Blitzball is MAD popular and they Often do tournaments involving several islands. DI itself was almost a perpetual champion up until jecht retired, then they win every so often instead of always

Boating licenses are a thing, but kids can still use their little boats because they have to row them. think like, the difference between a bicicle and a motorbike.

There are bridges for tram systems between islands that are close to each other, usually reinforced for sea and storm reasons.

Legally speaking, equal marriage is a thing and even polyamorous ones because why being an ass about it.

Healthcare is mostly public, but there are Specialty care stuff in the main islands that costs money because of course it is

Because sora and riku are japanese names, i prefer the island to be something like a tropical japan, so most of the people in DI have japanese names.

That would be all for now. tune in next time when i tackle on Twilight town, who may or not be in perpetual twilight (is not)

[narnian-neverlander]

Reaching Out [Adam Warlock x GN!Reader]

Plot Summary: The Sovereign are responsible for some of the biggest tragedies in your life. But when you meet one of them that just seems different, you find yourself reevaluating your stance and reaching out to him.

Word Count: 1,6k

Warnings: Guardians 3 spoilers, talk about canon typical violence

A/N: Haven’t written/posted sth in about… 5-6 years??? But of course Will Poulter being a literal and figurative golden boy is what gets me back to it 🤷

This was really just supposed to be a prelude to a scenario I actually wanted to write, but it kinda got away from me, so have it on it’s own

Best friend or not, when you’d come back from a mission of your own to learn that Rocket’s kleptomaniac tendencies had put you smack dab in the middle of a crossfire with the Sovereign, you’d had half a mind to stuff and mount him to a wall. You’d spent almost your entire life hiding from that nation and now you were back on their radar. After just barely escaping Ego and the Sovereign army by the skin of your teeth, you’d immediately started packing, ready to run and hide again; they would come for you, that hadn’t been a question of if, but when. And you would not put your newfound family at risk by staying with them.

Except… they’d refused to let you leave. Every last one of them. They’d sat you down and demanded an explanation at the very least, so you’d done just that. Told them about how the Sovereign had considered your people a threat, an abomination even, due to your shapeshifting abilities. About the destruction of your planet, your people and finally finding a temporary safe haven on the little mud-ball known as earth. It’d been quiet for a long moment after that, then Gamora had shrugged and with a very blunt ‘What’s one more target on our backs?’ the discussion was over and Drax was carrying your bags back to your room before you could utter a single word of protest. You would never admit it to any of them, but you’d cried yourself to sleep that night. People you could rely on, who’d risk their lives for you - you hadn’t had that in a very long time.

The memory of that day had been fresh on your mind when your retrieval mission at Orgocorp’s headquarters had gone sideways; severely outnumbered with the Sovereign and the High Evolutionary’s lackeys on their way, you’d gladly stayed behind to give your friends a clean escape. The fact that you’d ended up in the hands of the people you’d been hiding from your whole life didn’t matter if it meant giving the others a chance to save Rocket.

You’d only arrived on Knowhere to the aftermath of the attack of the Sovereign’s newest weapon, but whatever you’d been expecting hadn’t been… him. He was different from any Sovereign you’d ever come across. The golden-skinned race of people weren’t exactly known to be particularly individualistic or open-minded, but the Warlock constantly asked questions in such innocence and naivety, it was almost endearing - and frustrating to the High Priestess to no end. The incredulous bark of laughter that had escaped you when he’d flat out told her that he did not like how hurting people made him feel had earned you a few new bruises to the face from the annoyed woman, but it’d been worth it. There was something absolutely hysterical to you about their perfect super weapon apparently having just a bit too much of a mind of his own, only further proven when he’d openly opposed his mother and had insisted on keeping the Ravager’s pet as his companion.

And then he’d saved Peter. Unprompted, a choice all his own; maybe the very first of it’s kind he’d made. As baffling as it had been, you’d seen a lot during your travels of the universe, so maybe, just maybe, a Sovereign with a kind heart wasn’t completely unthinkable. So when you leave the cantina, tears still fresh in your eyes from having said goodbye to some of the people you called family, and find him sitting hunched over on a flight of stairs, dirty, bruised and looking so incredibly lost and alone, you decide to do the unthinkable yourself: you reach out.

There’s plenty of people buzzing about, already repairing the damage the battle did to Knowhere and helping the new arrivals settle in. You grab a blanket from one of them as you pass and weave your way through the crowd. He doesn’t even realize he’s your target until you drape the blanket over his shoulders, making him flinch in the process. Wide, surprised eyes follow your movements as you settle down next to him on the stairs, but he pulls the fabric tighter around himself anyways. There’s a beat of awkward silence during which you realize you hadn’t exactly thought this approach through in it’s entirety, but there is one thing that comes to mind that you decide to ask him about. “You know, between you trying to kill us, my best friend almost dying and some lunatic almost destroying our home… I don’t think I ever actually caught your name. It can’t just be the Warlock, can it?”

“Adam. My name is Adam.” he answers and you give an acknowledging nod as you hold out your hand to him. “Alright, it’s nice to kinda officially meet you, Adam. I’m (y/n).” He stares at your offered hand with furrowed brows and it occurs to you that in all likelihood, the guy has no idea what a handshake even is. “I’m fully aware of who you are; (y/n), the shifter.” Dropping your hand back into your lap, you honestly feel like backing off and just leaving him be. But you don’t. “Right… I’m sure Ayesha told you everything about me…” He seems to brighten at the mention of his mother, but it’s gone just as quickly and replaced by the same exhaustion he’s had in his eyes since you approached him. “She did. To help me with my mission, she gave me very detailed reports on all of you. But-“

Soft music playing from the speakers above you interrupts him and a light chuckle leaves your lips as you recognize the band as one of your favorites from earth; you catch Rocket’s eye from across the square and he gives you a grin and a wink, earning a shake of your head and a laugh in return. Bringing your attention back to the golden man beside you, you find his focus on the crowd and your friends, curiosity written all over his features, accompanied by a small, albeit sad smile. He’d quite obviously never seen a celebration before, had had no victories to celebrate. Hadn’t known the sacrifices that so often went hand in hand with triumph.

“But…?” you prompt gently and he brings his golden eyes back to you. He studies you for a long moment and you’re honestly not quite sure what exactly it is he’s looking for, but he seems to find it all the same. “But… I’m starting to think she was… mistaken about some of it. The things mother told me about the Guardians, specifically about you… don’t align with what I’ve seen for myself.” Humming thoughtfully, you start tapping your foot along to the song as the crowd starts letting loose and picking up pace. “Well… forming your own opinions, your own path? Admitting that not everything that you were taught is necessarily the right thing? That’s all part of growing up. Of becoming your own person. It’s a good thing.” He vehemently shakes his head at that. “It doesn’t feel good. My stomach hurts and it’s like I can’t breathe and I feel so… so…” He struggles to find the right words, but you know exactly what he’s talking about; you’ve been there yourself. “Small? Helpless? Despite your powers?” When he nods in affirmation, you continue. “What you’re feeling is fear. You’re scared. Scared about change, about the unknown that now lies in front of you. It’s perfectly normal, everybody gets scared sometimes.”

If possible, his shoulders slump further and he seems to curl into himself even more. In spite of his tall stature, he seems so incredibly small in that very moment and it makes your heart clench. “Everybody gets scared… I don’t have everybody to guide me, though. I do not have anyone left...” You don’t mean to, you truly don’t, but you can’t help the inelegant snort that escapes you at that; one that erupts into full blown laughter when he gives you a look that can only be described as somewhere between scandalized and actually hurt. “Please”, you manage between wheezes, “you really think we’re gonna save your life and then leave you to fend for yourself? Nah, you can stay here with us - only if you want, of course.” He blinks at you, once, twice, before he says “But… I tried to kill you?” His deadpan delivery makes you laugh yet again, even if it is the truth. “Yeah, we’ve all tried to do that to each other at one point or another, actually.” You find Nebula, gleefully dancing with some of the kids and a grin spreads across your face. “Some on more than one occasion. But here we are, one big, happy, messed up family.”

Adam still looks as puzzled as ever; why would you willingly form a family with people who’d tried to murder you? It’s obvious he’s overwhelmed with… everything, really, so you decide to drop the big, life changing conversation topics for now as you get up and dust yourself off. “Listen, all I’m saying is, you’ve got people here who are similar to you in some ways. Maybe sticking around and learning from them could help you. Either way, I think you’d fit in just fine around here, golden boy.” Big, hopeful, golden eyes follow your movements as you offer your hand to him yet again. “Come on, let’s go find you a place to rest up, okay?” There’s no confusion or hesitation this time as he takes your outstretched hand and let’s you pull him to his feet. Despite the state he’s in, he’s warm, you note, like a bunch of tiny golden suns are burning right under his skin. And as you tug him along behind you, through small alleys and groups of dancing people, he holds on tight and you decide you like how his hand feels in yours.

[quabiitv]

So, I wrote a backstory for Black Hole. Call me cringe all you want but it's mostly a different universe where the contestants have parents and families, which, we don't know where they came from in actuality. But that also gives us free reign to let our creativity flow. So that's exactly what I'm gonna do!

Thank you so much to NariiennTunes as I said, a very good friend of mine who listened to me ramble about this idea and also helped in a lot of areas.

Also, note, that not all of this is gonna be completely accurate to real life astronomy. I'm still learning about it currently but I'm not gonna stress myself out over the accuracy of it because there's a literal black hole in the show and he's not ALWAYS sucking up people left and right, and hasn't destroyed their earth yet. And also, he was compressed into a smaller size. So there you have it. Now, on with the storyline!

And finally, for the people who asked to see it specifically:

@tarochinomochi

@indescribable-infatuation

Way back in the past, growing up, Black Hole, being an alien (in my headcanon/gijinka), lived on a planet called Astramios. Where stars, galaxies, comets and asteroids alike all live together personified in harmony.

Except, it wasn't harmony.

There was constant suffering, death and wars. Higher ups were corrupt and the lower class were forced to accept the fact that they'd never be treated as equal. Aliens alike brushed off constant death as if it was nothing to get sad over.

All, except for few. And one of those few was Black Hole. He was exposed to death from a very early age, his parents not exactly being the most loving or nurturing. Everybody's way of thinking on his planet—

kill or be killed.

He hated it.

He hated the constant death, the wars, the fighting, the screams—the suffering.

He grew up in the middle of war.

But, Black Hole wasn't always Black Hole.

Mu Cephei, son and prodigy of V Cephei and Ky Cygni, some of the most powerful and high class stars on their planet. With a reputation to uphold, there's no room for remorse, or emotions or sympathy. They must raise their son to be able to defend himself and honor his family's name.

Black Hole was once Mu Cephei.

His parents put excessive amounts of pressure on him, especially his dad—V Cephei, who's name was passed onto him. Constant training since the age of 10 to be a soldier, a warrior, a general. A leader.

No matter how much it tired him.

No matter how much it hurt.

No matter how much he just wanted peace.

He must be the best, and continue his family’s legacy.

Mu Cephei never liked fighting, or the training, anything that his family raised him with really—the only thing he was grateful for was knowing how to use his powers, and even then, it was only purposed for fighting.

He doesn't WANT to fight.

But, one day, he had gotten too close to a battle while outdoors, only trying to gather food for himself and his family. That was a mistake.

A blast was sent in his direction, and he couldn't avoid it—and before he knew it—he blacked out.

A while later, he had woken up, but not as his usual self. He was…darker, he felt different, and he was sucking up things around him.

He was a black hole.

By the time he came to, his parents had surrounded him, forcing him up to his feet and leading him home. He had no idea what to do, or say. They seemed angry. He did break one of the first rules they taught him, after all.

Never let your guard down.

He was…scarred, to say the least. As a star, it wasn't as hard to avoid hurting people and cause destruction, because — well…he was a star. Still powerful, but not out of control.

He hardly knew what he was now. And his parents didn't look at him the same anymore.

It ultimately left them disappointed, and ashamed of their own son. They were upper class aliens, for constellation’s sake! He can't destroy both his and their reputation like that!

But either way, they both kept training him. Trained him to re-learn everything as this new species of alien, and Black Hole did his best to follow, even when he felt out of control all the time.

By the time he was of age, the relationship between him and his parents was worse than ever—and the state of their planet was awful. It was evil.

He hated pain, he hated death, and all it had to offer.

He hated seeing others just die on the spot, even with how they all had thoughts and feelings and their own lives—but nobody seemed to care!

It often felt like he was the only one who did.

So, just like that—when he got the chance…

He left, without looking back.

It was a hard decision, all things considered, but he knew he'd survive wandering space—as long as he was careful.

But no doubt it got…lonely.

The constant silence was better than constant war, but it was still…chilling. Being all alone with nobody but yourself was lonely, isolating. But he didn't have a choice. And even then, people still got hurt by him. Traveling into space and getting sucked up by him, the screaming and then the inevitable silence all over again, and he could hardly do anything about it.

Until…he found Earth.

Coming to Earth was an odd decision. With the help of an odd, blue alien, his powers and essence in general was condensed on Earth’s atmosphere so he could live there. Before the challenge started, he was hesitant on even staying, seeing as even with the limited abilities… he was still dangerous. But overtime, he learned to control it better, and was somewhat content.

This world was so beautiful, and so much less corrupt than his old home. People weren't constantly killing eachother.

Okay, that last bit is a lie. Death was still prevelant, and brushed off. But it was more understandable because they had recovery centers, and he liked THAT at least…

But seeing death, over and over again was awful. Traumatizing..Tiring. Like he was living out his old life all over again. Especially if the suffering was at his own hands.

So, obviously, upon joining the challenge and seeing others just as ecstatic about a pacifistic life as he was—was…uplifting.

He felt like he had a chance at not being a monster for once.

He threw away his old name, Mu Cephei, and went by his new one permanently.

Black Hole.

And that's how it all began.