#Omni Storm

[thealphavoidofficial]

2 new ocs representing me and me Bf

So, wanted to wait to tell you all but a few weeks ago I got a boyfriend!! :D

He was actually part of my friend group for a few years and he had asked me out, we had made it official 2 weeks ago.

These 2 Ocs are representations of Creation and Destruction, Yin and Yang

I will be using the Omni Storm as a representation of Me and the Great Attractor as a representation of my Bf. Yes I will still be using Void as my Main Oc, their Lore will change tho for the sake of the character :)

As obvious as their design The Omni Storm (or Omni for short) is the Mother of Wither Storms and Eldritch beings, and Mother of Life and Death.

The Great Attractor (Atra for short) is based on a large Space object of the same name, said to be the centre of the universe and the birth place of everything (the Big Bang theory) and the father of Life and Death, and creator of the Multiverse.

BONUS ART!! ✨

Yes that will be their ship name lol ☺️

[strange0-0storm]

I'm so very disappointed in myself for not drawing this silly goober AS SOON AS he entered Tumblr.

Whilst drawing this lil guy, I wondered.

What is this man's sexuality? Have you answered this and I didn't scroll far enough?? I NEED TO KNOW

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And OH YEAH I haven't posted it publicly but his SEXUALITY IS

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[lilliaace]

I can't get over how cute Rachel and Amber are

[warriors-pride]

bi lesbian intersex Squilf

mspec lesbian omnisexual leafstar

bi lesbian transfem (dark pink to white flag) cinderheart

bi mtf Storm (dotc)

[lacunasbalustrade]

@melting-morning-blues can imagine you standing in front shshhdjdj

[omniandco]

"Goodbye for now, Storm God Susano. We will meet again."

Omni: The storms were of no consequence to Omni. She had braved far worse, in far different circumstances. It was easy to brave the squalls and rain, surrounded by a bubble. She spotted the Lugia - bigger and stronger than any other she had seen on Earth.

It wasn't the first time. She was twice the size of a regular Mew as it was. Power needed a bigger host, after all.

"Greetings," she offered as she stopped before the fellow God, a respectful distance, but not so far as her voice couldn't be heard. She bowed her head, and lifted it with a smile, "my name is Omni."

"I have very rarely encountered a God of Storms," she looked rather interested, but a sad look crossed her features as she peered at the shrine. And then at them, "you have had a rough time, yet I sense..." and she smiled. How very wonderful.

"As a fellow God to another, I bring you an offering: This compass will work once. It will give you the directions to the thing you seek most. Use it wisely."

Susano reared their head at the slight pink hue approaching them. Their eyes narrowed, widening as they recognized the shape of the being. 

A Mew.

The hackles along their neck rose sharply, a growl rumbling deep. 

One powerful entity after another. A look of panic formed on their expression. Did the others know? Of their state? 

They rose from their slouching position, standing proud, standing high. "Creator," a snarl. "I do not want your pity," they spat as they spied the saddened look. It was strange, however. That sudden smile of hers. It unnerved them, teeth bared. What did she know that they didn't? 

Yet she came bearing a gift, the Lugia stifling their instincts. Their expression became unreadable as she dangled the compass before their gaze. Anything they sought? They became suspicious. 

"Why? Out of pity? Place the useless trinket on the shrine." Susano dismissed her with a look. "I can scarcely believe what you have uttered. It is a lie I say. Do not give me such false hope, Omni. Leave me be." 

@askomni

[fierymiasma]

◎ Teach Him a Lesson ◎: Sebastian x f!MC x Ominis - Silver Trio

Summary/Request: Ever since the three of them started dating, Sebastian's been getting really jealous whenever Ominis starts kissing their girlfriend.

It's about time they teach him a lesson.

Requested by Anon 💗

Tags: NSFW, Smut, Jealous Sebastian, Dominis, Bondage, Hair Pulling, Sub!Sebastian, Threesome

Words: 5k

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Ever since the three of them starting courting each other, Sebastian's done everything to be the doting boyfriend that they both deserved. 

…Unfortunately, he couldn't help the fact that he was sometimes a jealous git.

He has always wrestled with his jealous emotions, even when it was just him and his little sweetheart.  He adored having the complete undivided attention of the hero of Hogwarts.  Being her everything.  When Ominis later joined their relationship, Sebastian was over the moon.  Finally, now both his lovers were his, completely his and his alone.

Of course, he somehow forgot that Ominis and his sweetheart would fall for each other too.

For a while, he was able to keep his dark emotions in check.  Whenever he caught Ominis whispering Parseltongue in her ear, he would simply grit his teeth and close his eyes until the moment had passed.  Whenever she chose to rest her head on Ominis's shoulder instead of Sebastian's, he would simply grab her legs and rest them in his lap.  The brief moments would always pass quickly enough.  And whenever Sebastian was finally back in the center of attention, everything would be right in the world.

His storm of emotions was held at bay…for a while.  But as their 7th year passed at a languid pace, and their feelings only grew, the storm raged harder.  Sebastian would see how Ominis developed a small private smile, only for her.  And his sweetheart would read Ominis's favorite books out loud to him, lost in a fantasy world with just the two of them.  The storm raged and raged and raged until….

It had been a long day in detention as he paid his penance for his last bout of tomfoolery.  Sebastian had been so eager to return to the safety of the Room of Requirement, longing to smother his waiting girlfriend with heated kisses.

What he hadn't expected was to swing open the door and see that someone had already taken his place.

She was on Omnis's lap, soft smooth legs wrapped around his waist.  Her shirt untucked from her waistband, allowing Ominis's large hands to sneak their way up to uncovered breasts.  Her hair, normally so woven in intricate designs had completely tumbled down, waves framing her slim shoulders.  They were kissing.  Ominis had his other hand underneath her chin, bringing her lips closer to his.  Her hands fisted Ominis's vest, pulling him closer.

Sebastian cleared his throat, startling the other two from their kiss.  Their faces were soft and inviting, begging for him to join.  It always was this way.  The other two would always inevitably reach out and pull him into their embrace.

But it was too late, the dam holding back his storm of anger had broken.  His face twisted into an ugly snarl.  "Leaving me out again, you two?  That's perfectly fine by me!  I hope you have the time of your lives without me." He stiffly turned away, slamming the large door of the Room of Requirement much harder than needed.

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He avoided the other two. 

Sebastian shouldn't be jealous.  He was better than this.  Sebastian knew of course, that despite that fact that it was him that introduced the two together, that he wouldn't always be in the middle of their relationship.   He knew in the back of his mind that they were falling in love without him there.  After all, it was what was agreed upon.

So, why did he act this way?

His hand clutched the owl post she had sent him.  "Meet me in the Undercroft.  I got a new spell that I think will be to your liking."  Sebastian's frown melted.

He needed to apologize.  They both deserved better. 

As he stepped forward in the light of the Room of Requirement, he paused, not expecting to see Ominis there as well.  They were sitting next to each other on one of the many couches, hands folded in their laps as if they were waiting for his arrival.

Bollocks.  This was an intervention, wasn't it?

His apology was stuck in his throat, unable to come out. 

"Sebastian."  Their dove greeted, always the peacemaker between the two boys.  "Come and sit with us."

He obeyed, stiffly sinking into one of the chairs in front of them.  Like a criminal in front of a jury.

"I'm sorry."  He began.  "I shouldn't have yelled at you two.  I do love you, the both of you.  I'm…I'm sorry." 

"Thank you Sebastian." she says, voice soothing.  He didn't dare look into her eyes, not wanting to see the pity there.

"Sebastian, I too appreciate your apology."  Ominis's voice is sharp.  "But this is entirely unacceptable.  We all agreed, at the very start of this whole affair, that we were in this, all three of us, together. 

"I'm sorry, Ominis.  I didn't mean it.  I've never meant to hurt you."  Sebastian says lowly.  He can't help but wonder how many times he's apologized to the two of them.  Not just for this but…for….everything. 

Sebastian's hands curled into fists in his lap.  "I confess.  I don't mean to be like this.  I want you two to be happy together.  I…I just can't…"

He swallowed thickly.  "I'm letting my emotions get the better of me.  I have been for a while."

"Well, in my opinion, I think you're long overdue for a lesson."  Ominis declared.

"A lesson?"  Sebastian repeated dumbly, not knowing where this was going.

His sweetheart stood up from her comfortable position on the couch next to Ominis.  "A lesson.  Maybe some exposure into what you fear most would do you some good?"

She approached the seated Sebastian, towering over him impressively so.  She bent down at the waist, angling her jaw to meet his lips.  Sebastian hummed in pleasant surprise.  Well, if this was the lesson, then consider himself a very eager student.  His neck strained as he reached up to her face, begging for forgiveness.  She broke the kiss far too early, quickly pulling away from him.  Sebastian's eyes were still closed, trying to chase her retreating lips.  He only opened his eyes just in time to see her wand pointed at him.  Before he could react she muttered a spell that Sebastian wasn't familiar with.

"Incarcerous"

Thick black tendrils of rope shot out from the ends of her wand, slithering across his chest and wrapping themselves around the arms of the chair.  His hands tied behind his back, Sebastian strained his muscles against the bondage, but it was no use.

"What the fu-"  he struggled. 

His traitorous girlfriend giggled, tucking her wand back into her sleeve.  "I wasn't lying.  I did invite you here to show off a new spell."

"What is the meaning of this?"

Ominis stepped forward.  His hand curling around their lover's waist, in a deliberately possessive manner.  "It's as we said.  A lesson for you Sebastian.  Maybe, in time, you'll come to enjoy it."

Ominis pulled her into a kiss in front of Sebastian.  Their eyes fluttered closed, lost in each other.

Sebastian momentarily paused in his escape attempt.  A faint blush crept its way towards his cheeks.  His eyes were glued to their entwined form.  He hated how forgotten he was, cast aside like an afterthought.  His stomach boiled hotly.  "I don't understand this."

Ominis broke apart from their lover despite her sigh of disappointment.  "All you need to do, Sebastian, is be good for us.  Can you be a good, Sebastian?"

The realization of what was happening washed over Sebastian.  Ominis had always let Sebastian take the lead in the bedroom.  It was hard not to.  Sebastian's greedy passion roared too ferociously, and he was always too ravenous in the bedroom, consuming his lover until there was nothing left.

This is what Ominis must be like whenever he was with their sweetheart--dominating and demanding.  Sebastian never tried to imagine the two of them together in the bedroom.

Now, he was starting to regret it.

"I don't like to repeat myself, Sebastian."  Ominis's voice dripped with displeasure, drawing Sebastian back into reality.

"Will you be a good boy for us, Sebastian?"  Ominis tilted his nose up, looking down on Sebastian haughtily.   

There wasn't even a second of hesitation.  "Yes."  Sebastian groaned. 

"Then watch." 

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With only his beating heart keeping time, Sebastian couldn't tell if it had been mere seconds or hours since he had been imprisoned. 

Ominis had been taking his sweet time, trailing soft delicate kisses in secretive pattern along her skin.  Their kisses were slow and languid as if they were so lost in each other that time lost all meaning.  Sebastian had never before seen such patience in the bedroom, having always preferred to listen to his animalistic rush of adrenaline.  

The fibers of his heart were tearing in different directions.  Sebastian couldn't ignore how hard his cock was, begging for release.  He of course, listened to Ominis, dutifully watching the two of them take each other apart.  It seemed as if they completely forgot about him.

What was the point in this whole exercise if they were just going to ignore him?

I should be the one kissing her….Ominis should be marking me.  He tried to ignore how his cock pulsated with need.

"It's a shame that I can't join in with you two."  Sebastian's tongue was often far more clever than his head.  His voice took on a silky smooth tone, the one that Sebastian knew made his lovers weak at the knees.  "If only there were a way for me to get out of this rope."

They ignored him, perhaps deliberately.

Sebastian's back tooth almost cracked in frustration.

"Now, how is this even a lesson if I'm not participating in it?"  He pouted, pretending to be unaffected by this whole affair despite the bulge in his pants telling otherwise. 

Finally, the two pulled apart.  She looked at Ominis with an amused gaze, her eyes sparkling with some inside joke Sebastian wasn't getting. 

"Ominis, let's give Sebastian what he wants."

Ominis kissed her lips reverently.  "As you wish."

Where was this gentleness when Ominis was bedding Sebastian?

The long pale fingers that Sebastian adored so much lightly trailed up her back.  And Ominis deft fingers plucked at her dress like violin strings.  The fabric seemed to melt away effortlessly, leaving her only in undergarments.

Sebastian's eyes widened in disbelief.  He had always struggled with the intricate clasps, strings, and buckles of her conservative clothing.  Sebastian always needed to resort to tearing her garments into pieces from her body and reparo'ing them the morning after.

The pair got onto the couch behind them.  Ominis coaxed her nearly bare body onto his lap.  She leans against him, her back pressing firmly against his chest.  His hands roamed possessively over her exposed thighs, spreading them for Sebastian to see.

Sebastian shivered.

"Pay attention, Sebastian."  There was a hint of a smirk on Ominis's lips.  "You might learn a thing or two."

Half of him wanted to act out in protest.  The other half was dying to see where Ominis was going with this.

Ominis hands dipped underneath the breastband of her bra.  Sebastian couldn't quite see what Ominis's fingers were doing, but he could certainly imagine.  A moan was drawn from her pretty lips, and now Sebastian definitely knew what Ominis was doing. 

It should be Sebastian making her moan so prettily.  Sebastian's biceps flexed against the tip rope around him.  The chair squeaked in protest.

"Sebastian…ah…."  Her voice was breathless as Ominis's quick fingers make quick work of her bra, leaving her breasts for view.  Sebastian's eyes trail over every inch of newly exposed skin.  Merlin, she was so gorgeous.  She gasped, "Good boys look….a-ah…but they don't touch."

Sebastian's brain could barely functioning.  "What?"

"You're being jealous, Sebastian."  Sebastian's mouth hung open.  Unbelievable, the nerve of these two.  How was he survive this?  To just stay tied up?  Just watch the two people he loves most in the world worship each other's bodies?

His cock wept, straining against his pants.

As she relaxed in Ominis's arms, he pulling her soft thighs apart for Sebastian to see.  She shyly ducked her head, not used to being on display for another man like this.

Ominis whispered in her ear, just loud enough for Sebastian's straining ears to hear.  "Let's show Sebastian what we get up to without him, dove."

She whimpered for the other man so sweetly.  Sebastian's heart skipped a beat.  Those noises were supposed to be for him. 

Sebastian's eyes widen in anticipation.  She gently guided Ominis hands to her increasingly wet undergarments.  Ominis's long fingers pulled them to the side. 

Her eyes fluttered close, head dropped back to rest on Omins's shoulders.   Sebastian wanted to throw up, wanted to close his eyes and turn away from the scene in front of him.

He couldn't look away.

Sebastian's eyes traced over the long length of Omins's digits dipping further into her wet center.  They followed the fine tremor in her quivering thighs.  Her wetness clung to his fingers.

T-this was supposed to be Sebastian's job.  And yet, here was he completely immobile in front of her, helpless to do anything but watch his boyfriend and girlfriend engrossed in their own pleasure.

There was that familiar coil of jealous tightening in his stomach.  But right next to it, was his rock hard shaft, weeping profusely onto his slacks with need. 

He bucked his hips against the tight binds, trying to chase relief, to no avail.

"Do you think Sebastian's gotten over his jealousy, dove?"  Ominis asked.  His other hand snaked under her jaw, forcing her to look back at the man before her, a hard command to follow when her own pleasure was so distracting.

Sebastian's heart skipped a beat.  They were putting on a show for him. 

She groaned, opening her eyes to look at the pathetic tied man in front of her.  His muscles strained against the binds holding him down.  Her eyes trailed down his form to the noticeable bulge in his pants that was begging for release.

"I-I'm…ah, Ominis!…n-not sure." she replied.  The muscles in her stomach were tightening in anticipation.

"Y-yes, yes please, Ominis, I've learned my lesson.  Please, please, untie me.  Let me show you."  Sebastian begged, not quite even remembering what the whole point of this whole exercise was for. 

Ominis hummed, seemingly unmoved by Sebastian's pretty pleads.  His fingers quickened in their movement, pumping in and out of their girlfriend's core.  "How can I trust someone like you?  Half the times, I don't know whether to punish you or reward you."

She mewled, eyes shut tight, her back arching off of Ominis's chest.  It was getting increasingly harder to participate in the conversation.  She was so, so close.

"I'll be good."  Sebastian promised.  "Be good to you both.  Please, Ominis, I love you two."

Ominis's fingers stilled in their ministrations, hands pulling away from her wet thighs.  Their lover whimpered, on the cusp of tidal wave and yet unable to taste it.  He turned his face into her hair, hushing her further protests.

"Don't fret, dove.  Sebastian will help you finish, won't he?"

Sebastian could almost feel the drool trickling down his chin.  He nodded dumbly, so eager to show both his lovers how good he could be. 

As he got up from the couch, Ominis gently helped the poor girl up, standing on trembling legs.  Sebastian could barely breath, as he watched his best friend start stripping away the many formal layers that hid his body.  Vest now entirely forgotten on the floor, his robes banished to oblivion.  The starch white shirt, dress pants, and the undone tie, wrapped around Ominis's right hands were the only remaining clothing on the man.

Sebastian whimpered.  Only Ominis could be still so dressed and yet somehow look so naked.

Ominis approached the seated man in front of him slowly.

Sebastian sighed, eager to get out of the restrictive binds.  He couldn't wait for the real fun to start.  It was long overdue. 

Instead, he found himself being pulled off the chair by magic onto the flat cold surface of a table.  The binds felt like the cold scales of a snake against his skin, slithering their way around his arms and legs to reprison him to the table.

Ominis's smirk was borderline cruel, as he wrapped his tie around Sebastian's wrists before pulling them upwards on the table, stretching Sebastian to be fully on display.

Sebastian tugged on his wrists experimentally, only to have no budge.  "O-Ominis?"  He questioned.

Ominis leaned over the other man, his face inches away from Sebastian's.  "Remember, if you're ever in any discomfort, you only need to say the special word."

Sebastian's cock twitched in eager anticipation.  He groaned, pathetically simultaneously cursing Ominis while singing his praises.

His reply was lacking, Ominis gripped his chin, forcing his face up.

"Say the word, in case you need it for later."

Sebastian refused out of principle just wanting for Ominis to touch him at this point. 

Ominis hand on his chin tightened as a warning.

"Headmaster Black."  Sebastian stated the safe word.

Ominis hummed in agreement.  "Good boy."

Sebastian preened at the praise.

"Darling, help me get Sebastian more presentable, will you?"

She hummed, nipping at Ominis's lips teasingly.  "It would be my pleasure."

Climbing on top of the table, she crawled on top of Sebastian's chest, sitting so close to his groin.  His breath quickened.  He could feel the heat from her naked center, pressed against his stomach with his clothes acting as the only barrier between them.

Skillful hands started undoing the buttons of his shirt.  Soft lips left kisses on each area of newly exposed skin.  Sebastian's neck strained upwards.  His head lifted up, trying to chase her lips in turn to return her kisses but the black tendrils only tightened in response.

He whined, thunking his head back down in defeat.   

Her eyes flickered upwards, looking at Sebastian's pained expression in amusement. 

Ominis's wand pointed at Sebastian before the man uttered a quick spell.  His pants, belt, and underpants vanished, leaving him exposed on the table in front of them.  Now free from its confines, his cock bounced up to attention, begging for attention.  His freckles disappeared in his warm blush.

With another flick of the wand, a warm tingling sensation trailed down Sebastian's spine to his hole, as he felt himself get become wet and loosened in anticipation of things to come.

Ominis long fingered dipped into Sebastian's hole, stretching it out for Ominis's cock.  Sebastian bucked his hips eagerly chasing the new sensation.  At the same time, his girlfriend wrapped her soft hand around his weeping member, giving a few strokes.

This was death.  This was either hell or heaven, and Sebastian couldn’t figure out which was which.

The pair was unrelenting,  Ominis's fingers long and firm as they scissored him open.  He could feel their girlfriend's hand stroking his cock.  Her face was getting close to it, and he could feel tiny puffs of hot air on the tip.

His muscles flexed against their confines.  His hips arched upwards, chasing the dual sensations.  This is where he belonged, at the center of attention in between the two of them. 

Ominis's cloudy eyes darkened as he withdrew his fingers from Sebastian's hole.  The terrible sensation of being empty was very fleeting and quickly replaced with the heavy promise of a blunt hot member begging for entrance.

Sebastian nearly cried, trying to fight against his bindings to impale himself on Ominis's cock.

The other Slytherin clucked, before giving into his boyfriend's wishes, as he often did in these situations.  Sebastian groaned, the heavy hot pressure slowly shoving inside was so delicious.

With a wave of a wand, the black tendrils tying Sebastian's legs down disappeared.  Sebastian's freed legs eagerly wrapped around Ominis's hips, trying to pull him closer. 

"Are you forgetting someone?" Ominis scolded.  "You're the one who's so jealous of the two of us, but you can't even handle us both at the same time.

Sebastian's eyes flickered open.  He had almost entirely forgot about her.  She was still sitting on top of his naked chest. He was trapped under her predatory gaze.

What a sight he must look to her.  Shirt ripped open exposing his chest and abdomen.  His arms above his head tied up and secured by Ominis's green tie.  And his legs wrapped around Ominis as he thoroughly penetrating him.  His mouth hung open, letting out little noises every time Ominis thrusted forward, burying his thick cock inside Sebastian.

His cheeks blushed in embarrassment as she stared nakedly in want.

Sebastian's voice was almost gone.  "Please, sweetheart, let me serve you."

She hummed as her hips hovered over Sebastian's shaft.  Some of her wetness dripped onto Sebastian's twitching cock.  He could feel the heat coming from her center.  She bent over, her chest pressed against Sebastian's.  He could feel her hardened nipples against his pecs.

Her mouth was inches from his.  Her whispers tickled his lips.

"Hopefully we'll be able to fuck the jealousy right out of you."

Before Sebastian could fully process her words, her hips slammed downwards, impaling herself on his shaft.  Simultaneously, Ominis thrust forward, cock brushing against that sweet bundle of nerves.

Sebastian screamed, guttural and wanting.  His wrists strained roughly against the smooth silk. 

He must have died halfway.  That or he'd gone completely blind. 

"I-I'm close."  Sebastian croaked, his throat dry from his screaming.  "P-Please, darling, Ominis, let me…l-let me-"

She frowned, "Coming before me?  Before I'm done with you?"

Ominis tutted in disappointment.  Sebastian had zero idea how he acted so unaffected by this.  "Where are your manners, Sebastian?"

Sebastian groaned, They were killing him.  They were vampires sucking out his life essence and they were just laughing as they tortured him. 

She summoned her wand to her hand.  "Let's take pity on him, Ominis.  Looks like our toy is about to break."

Merlin, that's all that Sebastian was good for wasn't it?  Sebastian was just a tool for them to use and get out.  Just an object to serve them. 

He almost came right there. 

Sensing his incoming climax, his girlfriend smiled before whispering another spell.

And just like that the incoming wave of his climax had paused.  The brink of total ecstasy now completely gone.

He groaned in pain.  "W-what in Merlin's-"

She smiled, devilishly and evil.  Her hips had resumed, pumping up and down on his cock, giving Sebastian no relief.  "You're done, when Ominis and I say you are done."

Sebastian couldn't breathe.  Where in Merlin's name did she learn that spell?  He felt feverish, mind so clearly added by the push and pull of Ominis's cock and her wet center. 

"Sebastian."

He couldn't muster the energy to respond.  He was boneless, at the mercy of his lovers.

"Sebastian."  Ominis asked again, his voice leaving no room for disobedience. 

The boy whimpered.  He managed to lift his head a little from the cold comforting surface of the wooden table. 

"Keep your eyes open.  If you keep watching, we'll reward you."

Ominis leaned forward to twist his fingers in the flowing strands on her hair.  Firmly, he pulled her towards him, getting her attention.  She gasped, her hips stuttered to a halt.  Ominis brought the curve of her spine flush against his warm chest.  The glow of the Undercroft's candles reflected so beautifully against her exposed neck.  Ominis attacked her neck.  She succumbed to the onslaught of bites and kisses.

They kissed, their hips still working furiously.  She was bouncing on Sebastian's cock and Ominis's hips were unrelenting as they pumped into Sebastian's hole.

Instinctually, the raging storm that was held at bay roared back to life.  All the jealousy and envy made itself known.  There they went, ignoring him again. 

Sebastian has never been so humiliated, and yet, he's never been harder. 

He'd never noticed this before, or perhaps, better put, he never wanted to see how beautiful they were together.  How their bodies were molded for each other, like entwined snakes.  How they loved each other so perfectly. 

They were both so brilliant, so beautiful, so powerful.  What could they possibly want from him than they could not simply get from each other?

The familiar coil of jealousy slithered around his heart. 

Perhaps Ominis could sense his feelings as he whispered something quietly in her ear.  Her eyes cracked open and stared at Sebastian bound form.

And Sebastian was struck by how much she adored him.  Her dark, soulful eyes were filled with indescribable love for him.  And Ominis turned his head to face Sebastian so that Sebastian could get a good view on his expression.  It was the same soft features that Ominis had for Sebastian alone, reminding him of the day that Ominis first confessed his love to the other Slytherin.

It hit Sebastian like a lightning bolt. The realization that all his jealousy and fear that consumed him was nothing next to the mountain of his love for them. 

And he also realizes that everything they have done, and everything they were doing were to show him that they love him.  They have always loved him.

This whole time. 

"I want to see her come, Ominis." he begged.  "And you- fuck- too, 'Nis.  W-want you to both …feel good…"

He's surprised at how earnest he meant it.  No lies, no manipulation.  He could happily watch both of his lovers lost in each other, falling for each other.  As long as they were both happy.

"Y-yes, Sebastian."  She mewled.  Sebastian could feel her walls spasming around his cock.  "Ah-I-I'm…I'm so close."

"Good boy." Ominis praised.  He removed his hands from Sebastian.  To Sebastian's surprise, he did not miss their absence as much as he anticipated.  Instead, he eagerly watched skillful hands made their way to her clit.  She inhaled shakily as Ominis rubbed her.  Occasionally, his fingers would miss and slyly brush against Sebastian's pulsating shaft.

Ominis could hear how close she was from her small little gasps to the breathily quiet moans she would try to stifle. 

A particular flick of his wrist sent her over the edge.  She keened, digging deep crescents into Sebastian's abdominal muscles with her sharp nails.  Her hands shook as Ominis leaned forward to swallow her cries with his mouth.

And Sebastian laid there, loving the slight sting of pain from her nails and happy to just bask in her glow.

Ominis's hips came to a slow, rolling halt, and he redirected his attention away from Sebastian to plant soothing kisses along the curve of her spine.

Sebastian did not mind this.

After a while, her lashes slowly fluttered open.  Blown pupils gazed at Sebastian's wide-eyed innocent expression.  Her hands relaxed, releasing her claws from Sebastian's sore skin. 

Sebastian was still buried deep within her, waiting for her command.

She surged forward to kiss him, and he was happy to let her take what she wanted from him. 

"You're doing so good, Sebastian."  She murmured into his bruising lips. 

His heart skipped a beat at the praise. 

"Good boys should be rewarded.  Don't you think so, Ominis?" she asked.  She summoned her wand to her hand.

His heart nearly stopped.

Ominis snapped his hips forward deep within Sebastian.  "He's been surprisingly well-behaved." 

Sebastian whimpered in agreement.

She couldn't help but smile.  With a wave of her wand, the invisible vice around the base of his cock loosened.

He sighed in relief.  It felt like he could finally breathe again.

She did not let him rest.  Despite her recent orgasm, her hips were unrelenting as she started grinding forward on his cock. 

Sebastian jerked back in surprise, accidentally pushing himself down onto Ominis's thick cock.

He was helpless against their onslaught.  Pleasure washed over him as the pair took him apart, fucking him from both ends.  He felt so full, impaled on Ominis and so overwhelmed as his girlfriend milked his aching cock.

"O-Ominis, pleasepleaseplease."

Ominis ran his fingers soothingly over Sebastian's side.  "What do you need?" 

"Want you to come.  W-want to be good for you."

Ominis thumbs pressed hotly into the dips of Sebastian's waist, as he jerked his hips forward, setting a faster pace.  The tightly wound restraint that he managed to cling too was starting to come unraveled.

Ominis's voice was rough, throat dry.  "Sebastian, I want you to come.  Want you to come into our pretty princess."

They both groaned at his words.  Ominis always had the both of him clinging onto his every syllable in the bedroom.

Sebastian, already so close to the brink, moaned.  His vision went with has he released his load inside her warmth.  He might have blacked out half-way through.  He only came back down to earth when Ominis's pounding took on a different rhythm.  Sebastian mewled. He barely had any time to recover from his high. His prostate so sensitive but his muscles so pliant against the vicious fucking. 

At last, Ominis thrusted forward, reaching deep into Sebastian, as he emptied his load into Sebastian's load.  His brown eyes fluttered closed, loving the sensation of being filled.

There was a moment in which the very air was still, in which the trio tried to catch their breath.

She was the first to move, undoing the tie around Sebastian's redden wrists before collapsing on top of him.

Ominis, the dutiful lover, summoned a wet cloth to clean the both of them.

"Have you learned your lesson?"  She asked.

Sebastian hummed.  His mind already imaging all the future scenarios in which his bouts of jealousy would be swiftly punished with their mouths on his throat and cock.

Oh yes, Sebastian certainly had learned a lesson alright.

[n7month]

N7 Month 2023

We present to you the N7 Month Challenge 2023!

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Starting November 1st

Day 1: Archon Day 2: Tension Day 3: Flight Day 4: Dive Day 5: Elcor Day 6: Meal Day 7: FREE SPACE Day 8: Crash Day 9: Holiday Day 10: Rifle Day 11: Crew Day 12: Knife Day 13: Varren Day 14: Shore Day 15: Pistol Day 16: Storm Day 17: Thorian Day 18: Pack Day 19: Volus Day 20: Drone Day 21: Omni-tool Day 22: Grenade Day 23: Thresher Maw Day 24: Foliage Day 25: Hanar Day 26: Sword Day 27: Pyjak Day 28: Contact Day 29: Crown Day 30: Last Stand

[felassan]

Email from Modiphius:

"MASS EFFECT NEWS! Mass Effect The Board Game and Mass Effect Miniatures are almost here! Commander Shepard, it’s time to suit up—the galaxy needs you again! Mass Effect The Board Game - Priority: Hagalaz is coming very soon! But here’s some top secret data just for you: we’re also releasing a range of high quality resin Mass Effect Miniatures! You can use these miniatures to upgrade the plastic miniatures and tokens in the base game, or field them in any miniatures skirmish game (like Five Parsecs from Home), and they’re great for for miniatures collectors and Mass Effect fans everywhere! Find out more on our Mass Effect blog and get a tease of the miniatures representing the crew of the Normandy, including both male and female Shepard minis (with optional helmets) and Wrex and Tali (with detachable drone)! If you haven’t already, sign up for Mass Effect news here, so you can be among the first to find out when pre-orders for Mass Effect The Board Game - Priority: Hagalaz and our Mass Effect Miniatures launch VERY soon! Until then, stay vigilant. The galaxy is counting on you."

[source: email from Modiphius]

Images of the miniatures (Sheps, Garrus, Liara, Tali, Wrex)

[source]

Info from the associated blogpost:

"Mass Effect Miniatures By Gavin Dady Art by David Benzal October sees the launch of Mass Effect The Boardgame - Priority: Hagalaz. In it, Commander Shepard and their band of loyal squadmates take on a new mission to explore a crashed Cerberus Cruiser on the storm-wracked world of Hagalaz. Within the cruiser they will face many dangerous enemies, from the survivors of the Cerberus crew, native life and even the dangerous captives and experiments that Cerberus were keeping aboard the ship. The enemies are represented by thick, full colour, illustrated card tokens in the game, but Modiphius are also producing a range of 32mm, multipart miniatures to compliment them. As with our previous Fallout and The Elder Scrolls miniatures, these are highly detailed resin collectors miniatures.    In this first phase of miniatures, we are concentrating on the core sets required to build up the forces for the board game. The first of these is The Heroes of the Normandy Alpha. It includes six miniatures in alternative poses for the PVC sculpts from the board game.  Commander Shepard is represented in both male and female versions. Armed with the M-8 Assault Rifle or her M-3 pistol and Omni-blade, Shepard is ready to take the fight to their enemies. Shepard also comes with optional parts to depict them with either bare head or their iconic helmet from their N7 armour. The former C-Sec officer, Garrus Vakarian, has been by Shepard’s side from their earliest days as a SPECTRE and is depicted in his role as one of the galaxy’s premier snipers (arguments about who is the better shot between Shepard and Garrus aside). Garrus is depicted with his signature M-92 Mantis rifle, repaired armour and the scars he gained as The Archangel. Next amongst Shepard’s staunch allies is Dr. Liara T’soni. A powerful Asari biotic, expert on the ancient Prothean race and, secretly, the powerful underworld figure The Shadowbroker. Liara  is depicted initiating one of her powerful biotic abilities, energy crackling around her hand. Tali’Zhora Nar Rayya is the young Quarian that Shepard first met whilst pursuing the rogue SPECTRE Saren. Tali is a gifted engineer and staunch advocate for the Quarian people. She is depicted with her drone, Chatika, who can be modelled attached to Tali’s Omni-tool, or kept separate to act as a marker during gameplay. Rounding out the squad is Urdnot Wrex, the veteran mercenary and leader of Clan Urdnot. Wrex is a powerhouse in battle, utilising biotic abilities, a powerful M-300 Claymore shotgun and, more than once, a well placed head-butt. As well as these miniatures, we are also producing further sets to compliment the boardgame, including Reaper Forces, Cerberus Troops and some of the Priority Threats that you will face as you make your way through the crashed cruiser. These sets are ideal for upgrading the tokens in the base game, or for use in any miniatures skirmish game (like Five Parsecs from Home) or for miniatures collectors everywhere. Look out for special collectors and gameplay bundles available exclusively from Modiphius  when the Mass Effect Board Game pre-orders go live soon! In the meantime, you can sign-up for more Mass Effect news here."

[source]

[livingmydreamlife5555]

MCU dr: Daughter of Heimdall

Name: Astrid Heimdalldittir

Birthday: January 24

Height: 5'8"

Appearance: I have natural white hair like above, but it will be short like in the second picture. I have orange-brown like eyes like Heimdall, my dad. It also glows like his too.

Backstory: So long story short, I was born in Asgard to my father and my mom (who was a Valkyrie. We all know what happens to them. I might script she also survived). But anyways, Hela had been targeting me because of my powers that I got from my mom's side. It skipped a generation and got to me. Because of that, my dad teleported me to Earth, where I was taken to an orphanage. I grew up there, all the way until I was 15.

One day when I was 15 and walking through New York, the avengers were fighting a villain and a big piece of debris was flying my way. And me not knowing I had powers, I put my hands out to defend myself (my dumb ass would've died anyways) and my powers activated without me knowing. I had froze the debris to save myself. Me, being the scared teenager, ran back to the orphanage to hide from attention. But most of them noticed who I was. Next day before I knew it, I was getting adopted by the avengers and living with them 💪🏾

Powers: I will be able to control all the elements (more like tech, metal and others) but I first start off with Ice, Fire, Water, and Lightning. I also have super strength, super speed, y'know all the Asgardian stuff since I'm Asgardian. I also scripted to have the same Omni-senses like my father. My fighting will be like how the elemental benders fight in the Avatar ☺️. In the future I will learn how to use Asgardian magic too. I have like two pages for powers 💪🏾🙄

Extra info:

Kinda funny how I had this script for a long time and the official name of Heimdall's first child in the canon MCU is also named Astrid. He's a boy though 💀

I'm gonna be the Norse Goddess of Nature.

I can play multiple instruments, just like in my other realities. It's the one thing that I always keep

I scripted that Asgard isn't destroyed (duh) and that Loki doesn't die. So he will also be there with the avengers (I'm so excited to see him)

I based off my mom's appearance from the marvel hero Storm (she's so pretty please-)

I'm still going to school with Peter, and we'll be out own hero duo (like ladybug and cat noir. Love myself for scripting this).

I can talk to animals 🤭

I am able to control all the elements, including electricity, technology, and I can also do Energy Absorption, Solar manipulation, moon energy manipulation, water bending, earth bending, fire bending, airbending, blood bending, metal bending, lava bending, i can also control plants, techno manipulation, flora and fauna manipulation, matter manipulation, crystal manipulation, allspeak

This was one of my first scripts lol. Still glad I'm shifting here. It was also where I first shifted. I had scripted to have one of the children to wake me up, and I saw her. She was wearing a pink dress too 🩷🩷

-Honey out 🍯🍯🍯

[racefortheironthrone]

With how much focus she has received since the beginning of the Krakoa era, what are your thoughts on Storm ? And do you agree on the perception that she's becoming something of a Mary Sue?

I’m going to start with a mini-rant about the Mary Sue.

To the extent that there is any validity to the term at all, it is solely and exclusively within the realm of fanfiction. A Mary Sue is an OC (original character) whose supposed annoying omni-competence is really secondary to the main problem with the character, which is that they warp the narrative away from the main characters of the source material - Kirk and Spock or Picard and Data stop doing things that drive the plot, and instead just stand around asking "where's Poochie?"

Outside of fanfiction and in the realm of the media that gives rise to fanfiction, a prominent character who is incredibly talented and powerful and who makes the plot center around them is called a fucking protagonist - so no, Rey isn’t a Mary Sue, Carol Danvers isn’t a Mary Sue, Katniss Everdeen isn't a Mary Sue - none of them are Mary Sues and anyone who claims otherwise is showing that they have deep-seated Issues with female protagonists in their fiction.

Is Storm a Mary Sue?

Even if we weren't talking about the most prominent black woman character in fiction, I would consider this question pretty damn offensive, both because no one would ever ask this question about a male character and - in a franchise packed to the gills with hyper-powerful women who make the plots revolve around them and who even get the complementary Love Triangle - no one sends me asks about any of those (white) women.

But to answer your question: no, Storm is not a Mary Sue - she's the main character of the X-Men.

See, when Chris Claremont took over X-Men in 1975, he did so with a brand-new cast of characters, the so-called "All-New, All-Different X-Men." In no small part because they were far more diverse and more colorful than the O5 (suburban WASPs one and all), most of these characters would become break-out stars and the core of the X-Men from that day to this.

However, Claremont didn't vibe with all of the All-New X-Men equally: he had Sunfire quit the team (repeatedly), he killed off Thunderbird for shock value (a death that has only been reversed this last year), he would have killed off Wolverine if John Byrne hadn't stopped him (Claremont would later turn around on Logan once he worked out his voice), etc.

But one character that he vibed with right from the beginning was Ororo Monroe. From the very beginning, Claremont's Storm is the most powerful of the All-New X-Men, both in terms of her powers and in terms of her personality, being the only person who can face down Logan. At the same time, she's complicated by her struggles with crippling claustrophobia caused by the Suez Crisis-induced trauma of her childhood.

After a few years, Claremont tired of the African Nature Goddess routine and had Storm experience an almost total transformation that nonetheless was completely grounded in her character. Feeling overly limited by the total emotional control required of her powers, Ororo undergoes a subtextual lesbian awakening in Tokyo's underground punk scene and emerges out the other side a free spirit, leader of the X-Men, and Queen of the Morlocks.

In his most audacious move in LifeDeath I and II, Claremont had Storm lose her powers thanks to Forge's anti-mutant tech - and then defeat Cyclops in a duel for command of the X-Men without her powers - and then regain her powers in an epic cycle that saw the X-Men die and be reborn as outlaw heroes in the Australian Outback.

In sum, Storm was clearly Claremont's favorite character and, as a result had the most interesting character journey over his 16-year run on X-Men.

Storm in Krakoa

And then Storm basically lay fallow for almost thirty years. In no small part due to the pioneering work done by Claremont with this character, later writers were frankly too intimidated to touch the character and so starting in the 90s, Storm was increasingly sidelined in the comics in favor of the characters that were commercially "hot" at the time - Wolverine and Gambit, especially.

In the 2000s, the most significant thing to happen to Storm was her marriage to T'challa. While I think Reggie Hudlin had mostly good intentions with this decision - he wanted to create a black power couple at Marvel and thus put together Marvel's most prominent black man and black woman into a relationship - the result was to make Storm a supporting character in Black Panther comics, rather than a main character in X-Men comics.

I would argue that it is only recently with the advent of Al Ewing as a major writer in the X-office with S.W.O.R.D, X-Men Red, and Storm and the Brotherhood of Mutants that we've gotten a writer who's not afraid to write Storm as she deserves to be written - as the most powerful of the X-Men, the Regent of Arrako and the Voice of Sol, the standard-bearer of Magneto's legacy, and a woman trying to balance the demands of two planets and her own desires.

[lilliaace]

Rachel Amber and Chloe Price from Life is Strange Before the Storm 🏳️‍🌈

[girafficparka]

Untitled WIP I’ve been working on off and on to help with writers block for a different fic. I kinda really liked it so here ya go!

Inspiration: mass effect 3 owes me a decent shep/garrus/kaiden love triangle, and I plan to collect.

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“I don’t know what you’re in the mood for tonight, Shepard. But Vega insists that we watch something called…Hard Death?” Garrus was saying as he entered her cabin. He was reviewing the title of the vid on his omni-tool. “Scratch that. Die Hard. He said it was a traditional human holiday vid, so I thought…Shepard?”

He stopped short when he looked up and caught Shepard staring at him, silently, from her couch. Humans weren’t exactly the easiest species to read - they were expressive, but often he could never figure out what each of their hundred of expressions meant - but he’d like to think he knew Shepard pretty well. She looked…stricken.

“Shepard?” he repeated, fully entering her cabin and approaching her. He went to sit next to her but she held up a hand to stop him. He paused at an awkward angle, halfway between standing leaning down to sit next to her. She stood up, standing in front of him with her hands fidgeting before her. He had never seen her look so…nervous.

“Shepard,” he repeated, for the third time, his voice soft. Confused. “Talk to me.”

“I…I have something to tell you and I don’t…want to.”

Well this was new. Shepard wasn’t afraid of anything, least of that being talking.

Thoroughly confused, he asked, “Ok?”

Shepard stared up at him and pulled her lower lip into her mouth, biting it. He’d seen her do that before, in a very different circumstance. Here it was just further proof that she was worrying. Panicking. “You are starting to freak me out a little bit here, Shepard.”

Shepard released her lip with a POP and raised a hand, running it through her fringe - er, hair. Judging by how it was sticking up she had been doing that for awhile.

“Are you hur-” he started, reaching out a hand to touch her face.

“Kaiden came by. A little bit ago.” Garrus’ hand froze. He didn’t know why, but the way she had said it…made him feel cold. He waited for her to continue, dropping his hand. Shepard’s green gaze followed it’s movement before she dropped her own hand from her hair. Her eye flicked between his for a moment before she let out a harsh breath, turning away from him to pace.

“He…said he wants to try again. After that bullshit he pulled I almost threw him out. But…he seemed…sincere. He kept bringing up Ilium and the SR1 and…uggh.”

Garrus remained silent, and frozen, where he had paused near the couch.

“I didn’t tell him yes. But I did…agree to a date. One date. We never got closure after…I died. Not really. And I wasn’t sure if we - you and I I mean - were still, I mean you’ve been back no the Normandy for a month and we haven’t even talked about…oh my god, I’m rambling. I never ramble.” Shepard stopped her pacing, turning to look at Garrus. “If you tell me not to go I won’t go.”

That pulled him out of stasis. “What? Why is that my decision?”

And it was an easy decision.

No.

Don’t go on a date with Kaiden spirits fucking forsaken Alenko. He had his shot, and he blew it. It was Garrus’ turn now. But what had he been doing with ‘his turn’? (and how pissed would Shepard be if she could read his thoughts right now). Movie nights, quips across the battle field, platonic if lingering touches as they hung out in the battery. She was right, he’d been back on board the Normandy for a month and he had nothing to show for it. He’d had a chance - a hundred chances - to bring up how he felt about her but he hadn’t. She’d always seemed so stressed, so harried. He hadn’t wanted to burden her, to pressure her. He’d let her take the lead on their reconnection. She’d been friendly, so he’d been friendly. And every two minutes there was some damn crisis - a dalatrass to bribe, a galaxy-changing medical marvel to facilitate. He’d wanted to be the calm at the center of her numerous storms. And now it sounded like she’d been waiting for him to-

“We were, you know, together recently. So I thought-”

“Seven months ago.” Garrus clarified, unsure why he was bringing up the time frame.

“Huh?”

“We were together seven months ago. And we thought we were going to die.” What was he talking about? Why was he saying this?

Why did he sound so cold?

His tone tripped Shepard up. She suddenly looked less frantic. She stopped wringing her hands, and was looking at him with an expression he could not even begin to interpret. “You’re right. We didn’t make any promises to each other. You aren’t…responsible for me, nor I you. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have asked you about this. I guess I just…wanted to make sure you and I are…good. If I do this - the date with Kaiden, I mean.”

Garrus needed to swing by the medbay - there was a pain in his gut that had to be from something physical - a bullet wound his medi-gel had somehow missed?

Tell her to not go out with him. Fucking idiot, tell her!

“We are good Shep. You go on that date - or not! Whatever…whatever you want. We are good.” Shep? Where the hell had that come from. “If that’s all, I got to go - guns to calibrate, you know-” Garrus began making his way back through the door. He paused at the doorway just as Shepard called.

“What were you…saying about a movie?”

“Uh, oh that? Nothing. I’ll tell you later. See you in the morning, Shepard.” And before he could say something embarrassing, or pitiful, he left.

As he made his way to the elevator he stumbled. He felt off-balance - like the artificial gravity had abruptly been turned off. What had just happened? What the hell had just happened? He felt a sick, heavy feeling rolling along his veins, originating from somewhere deep in his gut. As the doors slid open on the crew deck, Garrus had had the chance to examine the sensation coursing through his body, finally setting in his chest like a heavy weight.

Jealousy.

~~~fin, for now~~~

[maxphilippa]

TDOS gender + sexuality hc list;

Computer - Bisexual (canon), transmasc, polyam (incluiding it because of IPad, if it weren't for him, both Skull and Computer are pretty monogamous)

Skull - Gay, Demiromantic, polyam (x2)

Water Bottle - Bisexual

Lava Bucket - Bisexual, transmasc

Cringe Pill - Bisexual

Scat - Bisexual (fem pref), polyam

Blood Bag - Bigender (they/she/he), aroallo in some way

Card - Transfem, Pansexual Demiromantic, polyam

Box - Transmasc, Bisexual (masc pref)

Despacito Pill - Transmasc, Bisexual

Moonlight - Transfem, Bisexual

Nori - Nonbinary (they/he), Lesbian

Plane - Aroacespec bi-oriented

Fire Alarm - Omni-Bi, polyam

Based - Bisexual

Cigar - Bisexual (masc pref)

Magma Bucket - Transmasc, unlabeled

Normal Pill - Aroacespec, agender

Envelope - ??? (Unsure)

Cauldron - ??? (Unsure)

Shoe - Queer/Unlabeled

Meatball - Aroace repulsed

EBB - Transneutral (they/he), arospec

Cobalt Blue - Bisexual, Polyam, transmasc (semi-canon???? kind of????? on accident)

Evil Computer - Aroace 👍

Spoon - Transfem, bi-pan, polyam

Toast - Biromantic, asexual and polyam, demigirl (canon)

Post It - Unlabeled, Polyam

Tablet Pen - Omni-Bi, acespec, agender (they/he)

Lemon - Biromantic, acespec and polyam

Tree - Transfem, pansexual

Fireball - Transmasc, bisexual, polyam

Storm - Agender, pan and polyam

'Supa' Aqua - Unlabeled, polyam

Tin - bisexual, demigender (canon)

Yta - biromantic (masc pref), asexual and demigender (canon)

Cos - aroace, demigender (canon)

[alter-soup]

HEADMATE INSPO

Name(s): Star, Charlotte, Eleanor, Angelica, Agatha, Hazel

Role(s): Protector

Pronouns: She/her

Gender(s): Female

Neopronouns ideas: storm/stormcloud/stormclouds, sun/sunny/sunnyself, taffy/taffyself, loom/loomself, divi/divine

Orientation: Abromantic/sexual (Fluxuates between Lesbian & Omni) 

Age: Ageless 

Species: Angel

Source: N/A

Personality traits/details: Patient, well-mannered, polite. However, if she feels that she needs to, she's more than prepared to drop her politeness and stand up for herself and the system. She acts as a guardian angel, watching over the sys and always ready to do anything to protect them. 

Likes: Pink, candy (especially cotton candy,) clouds, accessories, looking after others, giving gifts, sometimes fighting

Dislikes: Disrespect, being underestimated, anything that could possibly harm the system, fire

Signoff: -☁🍬

Appearance: Fluffy light pink angel wings on her head and back. Light pink eyes, dark wavy hair, & dark-brown skin with scars all over.

Faceclaim: 

Picrew

Everything can be modified and added upon! :D

[thesoggyraincloud]

Treasonous

Omni-Man ( Nolan Greyson) x OFC / Cecil Stedman x OFC (Platonic)

Oneshot- What if a rebellious half Viltrumite arrived on earth?

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He's coming

The relentless onslaught of wind and rain slashed across her skin, drowned out only by the roaring sound thundering through her head. Desperately reaching out for anything solid, her flailing arms threw her off balance, sending her into an uncontrollable spin. A scream cutting into the vast unknown as she was thrown in circles, sending blood rushing through her skull. Agony re-awaked in her chest at the force of entry on the small planet, quickly subduing to panic and fear.

Gripping desperatly onto control, her eyes wildly searching for the impending ground. The air ripped at her hair, sending her hair in a flurry and blocking her vision. Her stomch flipped, her jaw gritting down to stop her vomiting. Buildings materialized from the gray haze inch by inch as she spun towards land, attempting to vear towards the moonlit river. Until...

SMASH.

She hated proving herself right sometimes.

Forcing the last of her energy into keeping herself afloat aganst gravity pulled, energy she didnt have to spare in her weakened state. Tension in her stomach muscles flexed around at the metal lodged in her side. She vomited red blood. Splattering it over her stained sleeve.

“I’ll fucking kill you, Tiran!” Her voice, hoarse and barely audible above the raging storm, echoed into the abyss.

“You need to come home,” The sound cut through the tempest, sending a renewed ache through her side.

“I will not!” Her voice screamed, fear repleninshing her lost energy. She threw herself backward into him with a sick thud.

Slamming her head into his jaw, she grasped at him desperately, pulling his bloody arm into her grip and twisting it with all her might. Flesh pulling and spewing through her long fingers. She felt tendons give way, muscle tearing from bone. The force sent him backward, leaving his dead arm in her hand, cartilage lodged into her fingers from the pressure she gripped it with.

He faced her, the hole in his shoulder trickling blood down into the abyss. And in that moment he was like any other being from any other world. Weak, vulnerable and maybe for the first time in her life an equal. A body made of blood and meat, susceptible to being torn apart. Years of instinct, of preditory history, training and violence siezed her body in apprehention.

“You. Will. Come. Home,” Tiran gasped out, straghtening himself up. Flying closer toward her with each word.

The two colliding in a fury. He ripped at her side like a rapid dog, widening the gaping hole in her chest until his fingers gripped the piece of metal debris.

She screamed, arching away from his grip, stabbing him with the exposed bone of his departed arm. Undeterred, he pushed the metal further, ripping through her lungs, stealing her breath.

The bloodied woman freed her twisted arm from its usless defense against his assult, allowing him to continue his massacre unrestained. They grappled in a gory embrace, giving her the opportunity to free his severed arm of its flesh, degloving it in a swift motion.

Distracted with beating her breaking body, he didn't seem to notice her lift the makeshift weapon into the air. His eyes glazing over before any realization what she had done, the bone already launched deep inside his ear, reaching the brain with a small pop and release as it broke through the skull. His weight went limp in her hands, and she pushed them togther, feeling his head pop and crack under the pressure, before giving way in a wet slap. Only She let him fall, watching his body land in a broken heap on the concrete, concaving it under him.

The sight made her feel warm, humming in approval at the victory. Attempting to breathe back in, she filled her lungs with blood, a sensation of steel sinking into her chest. It weighed her down until she found herself falling once again, following her dead companion to the ground.

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"Jesus fucking Christ."

Cecil had just arrived home. A dead alien and another on the brink of death was not part of his evening plans today, but certainly not unusual interruption in his line of work.

"Sir, there's more." Donald's voice wavered, the silence filtering through the background noises of agents bustling about.

"What is it?"

"It's awake, sir."

Cecil didnt wait any longer, slamming his hand down on the watch wrapped around his wrist. Teleporting to Donald in a snap of light before the sentence concluded. Perhaps tonight might be worth leaving the ‘comfort’ of his home. 

"Have we contacted The Guardians?" He shouldve asked on the phone, God knows they took their damn time.

Donald acknowledged the taller man as he approached, both looking into the fortified room containing the mysterious extraterrestrial. Nurses and doctors filtered in and out, covered in the beings blood. 

"I'm not sure we need to."

Cecil noted the unease in the mans demeanour, motioning for him to continue.

"It says it came here for protection. She wants to speak to Nolan."

Cecil looked up, these kind of nights kept this job fun he mused, plus he liked a mystery.

"How does she know who Nolan is?" He placed a hand to his face in mock annoyance, each question bringing more uncertainty.

"She won't answer. Well except to say she's not here to hurt anyone. And that she insists on speaking only to Nolan." Cecil nodded; the entire facility was bugged. Nevertheless, it was an intriguing request.

"Get him on the line. Now."

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A/n: I've never done anything for this fandom before but I just rewatched watched the show and oh my fuck I cannot believe it took me so long to find it. I watched a 7 hour youtube video deep dive on the comic book lore recently and its only feeding my obsession so enjoy the result of this brainrot.