#about this omega who keeps sleepwalking to him

[d2kvirus]

19/7/24 Fact or Fiction

Statement #1: Zack Sabre Jr. will win this year’s G1 Climax tournament. FACT - ...which may be wishful thinking solely in the hope that I can continue driving the worst EN-GER-LUND headbangers insane by co-opting that bloody phrase "It's coming home" until they change the bloody record, and hopefully not back to their old favourites like No Surrender

Statement #2: In the first year without Okada in the G1 since 2011, and no Ospreay, it was a mistake to also remove long standing international crossover stars like Yano, KENTA, Ishii and Tanahashi. FACT - Ishii not being in the G1 certainly seems like a mistake given he routinely elevated any card he was on against his opponents, which was certainly needed in some tournaments when they had one or two nights that felt pretty dead compared to the cornerstone shows. On the other hand, while I get that Yano gives wrestlers an easy night mid-tournament, I am glad his incredibly grating schtick won't be stinking up a section of the tournament

Statement #3: Tetsuya Naito needed to recapture the IWGP Title from Jon Moxley at Forbidden Door. FICTION - While it was unlikely that Mox would be spending any large amount of time in NJPW, made abundantly clear by him not participating in the G1, I don't feel that putting the belt on Naito was the right call as Naito's not been setting the world on fire of late and I can't see that changing with him getting the belt back, especially with a new generation of potential headliners coming through as Naito sleepwalking through matches against them could cause some short-term harm

Statement #4: Winning the G1 should NOT guarantee a title shot at Wrestle Kingdom show almost 5 months later. FICTION - The best thing about the gap between winning the G1 and the Wrestle Kingdom title shot is how it allows NJPW to have momentum build in a more organic way and allow some course correction if needs be - though hopefully not course correction in the same way we saw in 2013 when Naito got bumped from the WK headliner because crowds rejected the obvious rocket-strapping that he got. That being said, I don't like how the WK title shot has on occasion been put on the line in much the same way as the MITB briefcase has, because that feels like lazy booking

Statement #5: You blame Tony Khan for the slow, painful decline in NJPW quality. FICTION - I blame NJPW for repeating the exact same mistakes the puro industry keeps making. NJPW running Okada and Tanahashi into the ground while Naito had a seemingly endless wait for his moment while Nakamura was forever passed over? Twenty years ago we had similar with NOAH falling to elevate anyone not just to look credible next to Misawa or Kobashi but also Akiyama or Kensuke Sasaki while NJPW didn't put the IWGP title on Kojima until after he'd already bounced to AJPW. Also, blaming Tony Khan is such a cowardly move, considering Tony Khan didn't sign AJ Styles and Shinsuke Nakamura in a matter of months, because that's when NJPW's quality started to falter, and NJPW responded by...dragging out Kenny Omega winning the title for a painfully long time while Naito had an endless wait for his number to be called

Statement #6: If this G1 sucks, it’s time to cancel your NJPW World subscription for good (or not get it for the G1 again next year). FICTION - If anything last year's G1 was more likely to be cited as a reason to cancel a NJPW World subscription due to it feeling like an endless slog with some obvious filler participants who'd drag shows down that even the reliable G1 soldiers like Ishii, Goto and Yoshi-Hashi couldn't get much of a tune out of. In comparison by going back to two blocks this year's event at least won't feel bloated, and they filtered out most of the potential anchors for the tournament (except for EVIL, of course) so will hopefully demonstrate that less is more - and that's in the good sense of the phrase, not in the Naito or Sanada phoning it in sense of the phrase

[amusewithaview]

Breakfast Is Served (abo au)

For Darcy, it starts something like this:

“You gave up caffeine for Lent?” she asks flatly.  It’s not so much a question as it is a plea for sanity to reassert itself in the labs. Her tone is eight parts ‘please tell me you’re joking’ to two parts ‘why, god. why' and combined with her thousand yard stare it must make for quite the picture, considering the way Tony is eyeing her.

“Not for Lent,” he says, and for all that he’s playing at being wary of her reaction he smells like nothing so much as amusement and the hard minerals that never quite dissipate from his scent pile.  “Not religious.  For Pepper.  Pepper is my religion.  My creed.  My-“

“Please don’t finish that,” she breaks in.  “Okay so, no caffeine.  What does that mean, exactly?”

“I may have removed temptation from the premises.  Temporarily.”

“Tony, are you telling me-“

“Why is the coffee gone?” Jane demands, bursting into the room.  The astrophysicist smells like adrenaline and sleep-deprivation and buttery toast to Darcy’s nose.  “What did you do?” she growls, stalking up to Tony with the light of battle in her eyes.

“He claims he found religion but my guess is a bet gone wrong.”

“Hey!  I would never!”  Two gimlet stares have him grumbling about being too predictable in his old age before admitting: “Fine, yes, a bet may have been involved.  But!  It stands. No caffeine for me.  You may have caffeine,” he allows generously, “but only when you’re away.”

Jane wrinkles her nose. “Leave the lab?  I can do without.”

Darcy sighs heavily.

This is going to end in tears.  Hers, probably.

 For Steve, it starts something like this:

“Captain,” JARVIS says quietly, after coughing gently to get his attention.

“Yes?”

“One of the other residents of the Tower is currently sleepwalking.  Normally I would lock them down in their rooms but they exhibited marked symptoms of stress when I attempted to do so.  I was monitoring for their safety but it appears they’re headed to the common kitchen area and I am concerned that they may injure themselves.”

“I can check in on them and wake them if necessary.”

“Thank you, Captain.”

Steve’s not sure what he’s expecting when he heads up to the kitchen, but it’s certainly not what he finds. What he sees is a messy head of hair, sleep-flattened on one side and curling gently on the other.  What he hears is a mix of mumbled gibberish and faint, plaintive whines.  What he smells is a full English Breakfast and woman and omega and-

He swallows hard.

The woman is occupied in opening every cabinet and systematically emptying them of their contents. She stops short seconds after he fully enters the kitchen.  Her head lifts, turning to face him, and he sees that her eyes are mostly closed, only the faintest gleam visible to indicate that she’s looking at him. Her nose lifts into the air and she takes a few deep breaths before letting out a soft dreamy sigh.

“Coffee,” she murmurs, and starts shuffling towards him.

Bemused, he watches her progress, expecting her to stop, to go around him, something.  Instead, she doesn’t stop, keeps walking till she’s just in front of him then reaches up and starts plucking at his shirt. Her soft smile is replaced by a faintly unhappy expression and she starts making those same plaintive little sounds again.  They’re awful sounds.  They reach into his chest and seem to squeeze at something there.  Steve allows her to pull him down a little and only just barely keeps himself from swearing in surprise when she shoves her entire face against his neck and just breathes.

“Coffee,” she says again, this time in a happy purr.

It is going on seven in the morning.  Steve is in no way prepared to handle an armful of delicious-smelling, soft-skinned, downright gorgeous omega at this, or any, time.  He settles his hands on her hips, intending to push her away, but the instant he touches her she starts climbing him and his metaphorical armful becomes quiet literal.

She’s still got her face pressed up against his throat, but she’s upped the ante and now she’s nuzzling him and making adorable little humming and chirping sounds of happiness. She smells warm and contented and it’s taking all of Steve’s not inconsiderable self-control to keep from pressing his own face into her neck in return and marking her up good and proper.

“-tain?  Captain?”

“Where’s her room, JARVIS?” he asks, and hopes the AI can understand his words through the involuntary growling undertone his words carry.  The omega in his arms, and he really needs to get her name, purrs in response and presses even closer.

“Follow the lights, Captain,” JARVIS instructs.

With the AI’s guidance it takes Steve less than five minutes to get to the right apartment.  It’s the longest five minutes of Steve’s life, so far. It’s dark enough that he can only make out faint shapes in her apartment, but the whole place smells like her and its just shy of overwhelming.  Her bedroom is even more scent-heavy and by the time he gets her to unlatch her arms and settles her on the bed, he’s almost drunk with it.

He ends up sitting beside her, letting her scent his wrist, till she falls asleep.

“JARVIS…”

“Yes, Captain?”

It would be cheating to ask the AI for a name the lady hasn’t given yet.

“Never mind.”

[blouisparadise]

Upon request, here is a second part to our possessive Harry rec list that came out last year. You can find part one here. If you enjoy our rec lists, please be sure to like and reblog this post to help spread the word. Happy reading!

1) Light A Match To Your Fire | Explicit | 3372 words

Louis wears Harry's navy blue blazer during a UAN concert, and Harry fucks him in it backstage.

2) I Push You To The Limits | Explicit | 3846 words

Louis is a brat who likes seeing his boyfriend get jealous and possessive over him.

3) You Help Me Remember | Teen & Up | 10040 words

"Ah yes, that's it! This Niall boy is my new roommate and he Facebook messaged me our floor and room number but I unfortunately forgot what my Facebook password is so I've been forced to go to every apartment door and ask for a Nil Horn and get judged for the past two hours while lugging around my good old luggage here with me but now I've found you! Thank you very much, you're my new hero."

He smiled his heart-melting smile again once he finished rambling and it took every fibre of Harry's being to not smother the boy with kisses and cuddles right in the doorway of his best friend's new apartment.

"Why didn't you just text Niall for the information?"

The boy crinkled his nose in confusion and Harry discreetly checked his pulse to make sure he was still alive.

"Hm, I must have forgotten that that was an option. Silly me."

The boy giggled and Harry realized that love at first sight was not just something you read about in romance novels.

4) End Of The World Tonight | Explicit | 12069 words

“You remember when you told me that you wanted to live with me for the rest of your life?” Louis asks. His voice trembles a bit, exposing exactly how much he hates what he’s about to do. How much he wishes that he wasn’t about to do it.

“I remember,” Harry says. His expression is a little lost, like he thinks that they’re about to have a fight and he’s not sure what they’re supposed to be fighting about. Louis closes his eyes because he has to, has to take a second to regain his courage. He can’t keep doing this. He can’t keep suffering, can’t keep killing himself trying to hide this. He’s ready. He’s been ready for a long time.

5) Kiss Me Once, Kiss Me Twice | Mature | 13487 words

“You’re a fucking brat, you know that,” Harry muttered through clenched teeth, bones already burning with the pure desire and hatred mixing in his body. It was an intoxicating rush of adrenaline and something else that probably came with fucking Louis Tomlinson. He squeezed his neck just a little tighter. “I can’t stand it.”

Their lips were brushing against each other, just moving with the ragged movements of their mouths and harsh breathing.

“You’re a lying piece of shit dickhead,” Louis muttered right back. That was all he did, challenge and nag. He loved to have the last word and Harry let him because he used all his energy to fuck him mindless.

6) Don’t Call Me Angel | Mature | 16648 words

Manhattan is a dangerous playground for the rich and entitled Alphas of New York. Those same wealthy Alphas are robbed after spending one night in the presence of a blue-eyed Omega and Officer Styles is assigned to the case.

7) Let Me Inside | Explicit | 17734 words

Louis is Harry’s boss, but Harry is the boss of Louis

8) Tennis Court | Explicit | 18285 words

Louis and Harry are co-workers and Louis is sure Harry hates him because he always refuses to help him with his heats.

9) I Would Follow You (To the Moon and Back) | Explicit | 20355 words

Everyone has baggage, some people sleepwalk, some have obsessive exes, and others turn into anthropomorphic wolf-like monsters that destroy furniture and run rampant in the forest. Perfectly normal.

10) Thrown To The Wolves | Explicit | 21681 words

Louis is a human living in the Styles' wolf pack who can't stop getting into trouble, and Harry is the soon-to-be alpha who thinks keeping Louis at arm's length is the safest option.

11) Strong Enough To Get Us Wrong | Explicit | 24291 words

Omega Louis have always considered the soulmate etching on his left thigh to be a curse. It takes a world tour, the bustling city of Tokyo, a hike to see Mt. Fuji, some hidden feelings, sea urchin sushi and the alpha he hates most in the world to change him.

12) Lovin' Online | Not Rated | 27627 words

“Huh?” Harry asks, muffled by his forearm. He feels lips on his face and the tip of Louis’ nose against his ear when Louis repeats himself. Brain sluggish with sleep, it takes a moment for him to process the words, but his eyes snap open, and he’s met with darkness. He's got to be dreaming, there’s no way Louis just said what he thinks he said. “What did you say?”

He can see the vague shrug from Louis before he turns around to toss the towel with the pile of their discarded clothes. “Did you say…” he starts slowly, automatically slinging his arm around Louis as he gets back into bed and throws the blankets over them.

“That we should make a sex tape?” Louis asks rather nonchalantly for such a big proposition. He cuddles easily into the warm body and confirms, “Yes, I did.”

13) Let Me Feel Your Heartbeat | Explicit | 34572 words

Harry is 98% sure Louis hates him. So he feels like his bewilderment is justified when the omega offers to help him through his rut.

14) Mark My Word (We Gon’ Be Alright) | Explicit | 35524 words

"He’s always known that there would come a time when Harry would bond with some beautiful, quiet omega, and they would have lots of curly-haired pups and live happily ever after.

Knowing it and living it are two very different things, though. Watching the object of your affection desperately search for a mate and completely disregard you as an option is all sorts of painful, but it is what it is, and Louis is just going to have to learn to live with that."

15) Best Colours For Your Portrait | Explicit | 37717 words

Louis bites his lip in, his eyes leaving Harry's face, they are cast low as he takes a deep breath before sighing, "In solitude, I felt the liberty you spoke of."

"But," The omega glances up, his eyebrows twitching as he brings his face closer to Harry's neck to overpower the alpha's scent with his scent, "I mostly felt your absence."

16) Now I Think That I Could Love You Back | Explicit | 94931 words

“I do not care if she banishes me to my chambers for a month or the rest of the year, you two must see reason,” Louis protests, feeling a minor fit coming on. “He is nothing but an insufferable, cocky, cloddish, pitiful excuse for an Alpha, and he deserves to live the rest of his days in solitary, not me.”

“My, my, what an array of abuse. I surely would loath to be this inadequate excuse of an Alpha you speak of, but alas I cannot relate to possessing such deficiency,” a honey-glazed voice drips out from behind Louis, and the omega can feel the steam pouring over, ready to burst out of his already flushed ears.

17) Spoonful Of Sugar | Explicit | 42900 words

Note: This fic has a prequel here.

Louis Tomlinson cares for his family above all else, a fact that’s led him on a twisted path peddling drugs to support them. Just as he’s made the decision to jump ship, Louis gets snared between the two largest crime syndicates in the city. To keep his family safe he’s forced to trust the man that failed to keep his promise two years ago, the resident drug lord he’s unknowingly been working for, Harry Styles.

18) Tastes Like Summer, Smiles Like May | Explicit | 47519 words

A cold prince, an alpha with nothing left to lose and a kingdom with a secret.

19) Thinking About The T-Shirt You Sleep In | Explicit | 52488 words

Harry's alpha fraternity donates to a local thrift shop (because of Liam's latent crush on a cute beta in his lecture). Louis' financial situation  (and confusing omega instincts) lead him to make some interesting fashion purchases. Lots of pizza, feelings, and not-really-lying.

20) It’s Golden, Like Daylight | Explicit | 61496 words

A College/ABO/Fake Relationship AU where longtime friends, Harry and Louis, come up with the perfect plan to fake date, which, of course, ends up being a complete disaster.

21) Sleeping On Our Problems | Explicit | 67429 words

Louis sleeps with Harry and they have more than just catching feelings to worry about.

22) Swallow The Knife | Explicit | 76168 words

“You came,” Louis says, still breathless, clinging to Harry, uncaring that his sweat is getting all over Harry’s presumably clean dad shirt, or that he’s making Harry hold up all of his weight.

“Of course I came,” Harry says. He shifts, one arm curled underneath Louis’ arse, the other spreading wide in the middle of Louis’ back. “If I ignored you every time you pissed me off we would have stopped being friends a long time ago.”

Louis already knows that, of course. It doesn’t do anything to stop the pleased squirm in his belly every time Harry proves it, though. They fight like nobody’s business, both of them too stubborn to pull their punches when they’re arguing, and it used to get them in trouble, but they always make up.

Adrenaline makes Louis loose-lipped, and they both know it. He tightens his arms around Harry’s neck, buries his face in his hair. “I missed you,” he confesses, quiet. “Doesn’t feel the same up there by myself.”

23) The Wrath of the Emerald Eyes | Mature | 85205 words

His chin is grabbed harshly, facing the two deep green eyes that have been getting on his nerves for the past ten minutes. The smirk on the man's face does not vanish. The grip of his hand on Louis' chin does not soften, his thumb at the side of his lower lip.

His smile widens as he answers Louis' question, ''My name is Styles, but you will call me Captain."

24) Where You Lay | Explicit | 86038 words

When Louis's upcoming heat threatens his success at his new dream job, he asks the best (and only) person he can think of to help him through it: his best mates' best mate, Harry Styles.  Harry reluctantly accepts, and together the two navigate a strange friends with benefits relationship that quickly turns complicated.

25) Cherry Red And Gloomy Blue | Explicit | 94931 words

Summer had never quite been like this before. Yes—it was still sticky, Diletta was the same as always and Louis’ family estate in the Italian countryside hadn’t changed one bit. However, something the young omega would’ve never expected was for a handsome, Italian alpha to completely turn his life upside down—hopefully for the better.            

Check out our other fic rec lists by category here and by title here.

[hannigramficrecs]

Season 1 AU

Like You Hung the Moonshine by lovetincture [words: 1,331]

Will's hiding out from an FBI party. Hannibal finds him. A little scene set early Season 1.

Separately to a Wood by emungere [words: 13,891]

I want the AU where Hannibal just proposes to Will that morning in the motel room and for some reason Will says 'yes'

Strange Affinity by crystalusagi [words: 2,922]

AU where Will and Hannibal have a one night stand before the start of the show--something really rough and sleazy where they don't even exchange names--so that then when Jack recruits Hannibal to look after Will and they meet for the "first" time it's like super awkward.

The Substitute by Devereauxs_Disease [words: 10,502]

When Hannibal tells Will he's sick, Will is skeptical. Before he knows it, he's laying in a hospital bed and being told he's going nowhere for two weeks. Will is distraught until Hannibal swoops in and offers to take over Will's courses at the FBI Academy.

Going My Way by fragile-teacup [words: 2,746]

Imagine, if you will, a sunny café terrace on a warm autumn morning, where Will Graham is grabbing breakfast ahead of a rather important meeting with his boss and some psychiatrist or other. He looks up and notices that someone is staring at him from a few tables away…

Marriage of Inconvenience by fragile-teacup [words: 3,563]

When Will Graham hears that Hannibal Lecter has been threatened with deportation, he's far more dismayed than he ever thought he would be. But a flippant suggestion from Brian Zeller gives him an idea...

Milk by fragile-teacup [words: 1,000]

Sorbet alternate ending.

Parfait by softmoth [words: 3,895]

“No,” Will smiles, almost laughs, and shakes his head. “No, he’s. He’s not human. He’s… perfect."' The smile falls from his face and Will’s heart is pounding in his throat. He feels like he might vomit. “Dr. Lecter, he’s perfect.”

Mise en Place by WrathoftheStag [words: 1,858]

What was the cooking staff thinking when that entire pre-dinner party scene went down between Hannibal and Will in Sorbet? Written from their POV. Pining and cooking.

Whisper Broken Words by lonelywalker [words: 3,951]

A sleepwalking Will is woken up outside Hannibal's house, but dream and reality still seem to be blurred. All he can be certain of now is that Hannibal's something more than a friend.

Five Times Will Graham Went Hungry, and One Time He Didn't by coloredink [words: 2,918]

"You have the manner of one who is accustomed to being hungry," Hannibal observed. Will gave an awkward half-shrug, one shoulder higher than the other. "We were poor. I was hungry a lot."

It’s A Good Car, Dammit by proser [words: 11,077]

Will never shares with anyone. His thoughts, his possessions, and his life are all his and his alone. Hannibal doesn’t take from anyone. He prepares his own food, cleans his own house, and uses his own supplies. So when Hannibal starts driving Will’s car everywhere, people are curious. Trust is so rare with these two, and it both makes perfect sense and is utter nonsense that it would reside between them.

Sharing A Bed by TigerPrawn [words: 4,150] 

Will, Hannibal, Jimmy and Zeller are sent to Butfuck Nowhere on a case and the small hotel has messed up the booking leaving them with only 2 rooms between the 4 of them. And specifically Omega Will having to share with Hannibal, the only Alpha on the trip.

Antlered and Horned by BloodunderMoonlight [words: 48,966]

A Season 1 AU. Will is a dark Will and Hannibal is a lovesick god.

They made it for me by zombieboyband [words: 8,844]

Will is manipulated into dirty talking at Hannibal about the Ripper.

Mignardises by gryvon [words: 6,839]

Their latest case reunites Will with an old ex. Hannibal does not approve of competition.

Love-blind by BloodunderMoonlight [words: 29,944]

Will met Hannibal two years ago during the investigation of the Wound Man case. They fell in love quickly and married to each other a year later. Now another year had passed, they still had not realized their partners were the serial killers they admired the most. 

Callipygian by ProxyOne [words: 2,260] 

Hannibal has a lot of sketches of Will, which he normally keeps safely away. One day though, Will shows up unexpectedly and Hannibal is caught unawares, and unprepared.

L'appel Du Vide by sourweather [words: 5,413]

Will is hiding things from his coworkers. From himself. But Doctor Lecter knows.

Friends Don't Frame Friends: A Lesson for a Clueless Cannibal by LadyFelixTristis [words: 5,041] 

Ear? What ear? Will Graham doesn’t try to thwart Hannibal Lecter’s plans for him. He just does. By accident. And then on purpose.

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Five Fics Friday: March 19/21

Happy Friday, everyone!!! Finally the weekend, and five more fics to keep y’all going until Sunday!! Here’s what I have on my radar this week!

NEW MFL’S THIS WEEK

Sleepwalker byDrFish (E, 8,763 w., 9 Ch. || Bed Sharing, Sleepwalking, Emotional Hurt / Comfort, Anal, Oral, Dreams and Nightmares, Cuddling / Snuggling, Bottom Sherlock, Emotional Lovemaking) – An unexpected bout of sleep disturbances bring John and Sherlock closer.

The Full Package by Kalimyre (E, 9,675 w., 3 Ch. || Omegaverse || First Time, Sex Toys, Virginity, Doctor John) – Kinkmeme fill. The clinic where John works caters specifically to Omegas experiencing their first heat. They provide top of the line service, and do anything necessary to ease their patients' discomfort. Omega!Sherlock is his latest patient.

A Thousand Kisses Deep by Susan (E, 12,689 w., 1 Ch. || Time Travel, Longing, Angst, Post S1, Time Travel Fix It) – “Come here,” Sherlock said and when he did, he put his arm across John’s shoulder, and pulled him close. John let him, and after a moment, rested his head against Sherlock’s chest. Sherlock felt the familiar ache, a longing for what might have been. If only he’d been braver, more sure of John’s feelings. He dropped his arms and stepped back. It was too late. Things were as they were meant to be. But it was autumn in Sussex, and everything was changing. If you were given a chance to go back to the beginning and make things right, would you take it?

If There Were Any Time For A Miracle by Berty (E, 31,732 w., 3 Ch. || Jealous Sherlock, Mutual Pining, Christmas, Birthday Party, Misunderstandings, First Kiss/Time, Fluff, Sherlock’s Violin) – John and Sherlock are spending Christmas at the Holmes' family home. Sherlock has a plan that John doesn't know about. John has a wish that Sherlock doesn't know about. If there were any time for a miracle, this would be it.

Concurrence by Calais_Reno (M, 70,876 w., 23 Ch. || Historical / Time Travel AU || Mental Institutions, Modern and Victorian Settings, Period-Typical Homophobia, Alternate First Meeting, First Person POV Sherlock) – “How did you come to be in this place?” I have no idea what possessed me. Perhaps the sheer exhaustion of transport had weakened my filter. Or maybe it was simply that as I looked at the young doctor sitting opposite me, his face calm and professional, but bored (Shares a flat with a mate, who is seducing his girlfriend. Down on his luck. Evidence: clothing and shoes are good quality, but worn. Had to pawn his bag, but could have gotten more for the watch. Sentimental…) I had a sudden whim to give him an interesting story. I decided that Dr John Watson would at least have something to tell his flatmate tonight when he arrived back at his shabby little flat. Or maybe his girlfriend, if she hadn’t left him yet. And the truth was even more interesting than anything I could make up. Part 1 of the Concurrence Universe series

[marindram]

(Omega Mart) Rose's Nula Notes

Rose - 1

Hey. Is this working? (taps the phone) Ok.

I went to the old OM today and got a book on Nula. I don't know. Usually that's not my thing. But weird things are afoot. So weird that it's less weird for me to buy woo at the supermarket. I was worried I'd run into Cici there, but let's be real: there's no way she shops at OmegaMart. Or shops for herself period.

Focus.

So: weird things. Yes. There's something crashing at my place. Only I can't talk to them. Or see them.

In fact, I'm pretty sure this person is, to paraphrase Marin, "living rent-free in my head." The old texts say that the Nula, those who built the Source well in the age before the Zenion, sometimes contact people like myself. A psychic connection.

And I need to figure out what's happening to me. I need to know where I go. When I wake up halfway around the Fork and don't know how I got there. Or when I find myself sitting on the couch, missing about five or six hours.

What's happening to me?

I'm going to explore the inside of my skull a little. See if I'm in contact with any of the cosmic scholars. In the meantime. I'll call into my VOCS account and have it take dictation. If my shadow Nula is out there: step up to the mic and say "hello," if you please.

And this part I'm saying right now? It's in case I go completely zip-zop-zoop during this journey. This is for the benefit of whoever comes across these recordings.

ROSE-2

Thali says the Zenion were brought up by the well. They didn't build the well. They didn't find the well. They were brought up by the well. Such a switchy way to think about one's genesis, but one I understand. And admire.

The well is a creative force. It is the sun. It is the trickle of water for eyeless fish in a dark cave. It made Charlie loquacious, and then there's Marin...

The Source is creation. The power to reverse inertia, entropy. We do not thrive without it.

Like a volcanic vent on the ocean floor raises bacteria mad enough to feed there, so too were the Zenion raised by the well.

ROSE-3

(channeling)

Diffusers, Bright shields, Blocking flow, Blocking spiral. No connection. No connection. Trying to reach them. Nothing.

(a door opens and the recording ends)

ROSE-4

Great. So I don't remember recording that last entry at all.

Excuse me.

(She leaves the room)

ROSE - 5

I'm sitting in here with all the lights on. Crazy. Crazy. I can't believe that was me. What the hell?

Charlie found me outside, I wasn't wearing shoes and I was walking toward the factory.

I always thought you weren't supposed to wakos sleepwalkers. Like it would break their heads or something? He woke me up and I'm just "whatever this happens every other night now."

The diffusers.

Bright shields.

We never messed with the well architecture. That was a big no-no. I mean, That's how everything got screwed for Thali and the Zenion, right?

What did Dramcorp build in there? What did they do to the well?

(To her Nula companion)

You know.... If you're going to keep sending me out beyond the rim of space every time you show up, then what good are you? What good are the fractals you show me when the wells all bricked up? The stars don't help. Tell me something useful or get lost.

God. I thought you guys were supposed to be smart.

ROSE-6

(channeling)

One million. One Million. The lock. The chain. Strange device. Breakable,though. The spiral coils through it. But slowly. Trying them. No connection.

Nothing. Hello? Nothing. One Million to Break the Lock. One Million to Break the Lock, One Million to Break the Lock, One Million. Trying them. Nothing.

Alone.

ROSE-7

Just played that one a few dozen times. I'm trying not to get too upset. I do see a connection between these episodes and runoff. I had a little with Charlie before turning in last night.

It's not just the runoff, though.

It was easy to forget -when people were here- that you were living in an other dimension. How, if there wasn't the portal in the desert, you could never ever walk back to Earth. Now post-Dramm, I think about every mile. I trace the labyrinth in my book and it doesn't calm me down anymore. It feels like I'm not getting out of here. "Trying them." Nope.

Is anyone going to be able to play this even? What format is this? I can't even remember my own phone number. Marin! How do I get these off the phone?

ROSE-8

It occurred to me last night that I might be taking the long way around on this thing. And that it would be a lot simpler if I were to confront this entity and say "Hello, I'm your next-door neighbor. Anything eating at your soul?"

I cooked something up. One of Asuncións recipes from back in the day. Strictly "not for publication." Well. Chug-a-lug.

It tastes like - ugh- damnation, but the lavender notes are pretty good. And the wildflower I put in the glass cheers me up.

This should keep me and the shadow Nula I'm channeling in the same head-space. I'll be able to see him. And then I'll demand some answers.

Or shoo him away.

Ugh. There it goes.

Spirals.

And.

Oh. Hey... ----- :

(the receiver falls over)

ROSE-9

God. I am really good at spooky stuff. I can read Nula fingerprints now. Pretty sure I'll be the first person since primordial time to have a face-to-face with a Shadow Nula. My friend (we're friends now, I call him "Shady") told some important stuff. About that lock. "One Million to Break the Lock."

Easy? It's a lot easier than I thought. The Drams built the center of their universe on this spot and staked it all on a janky lock. We just have to convince people to help us. A lot of them.

We're enough. We're resourceful. All Dramcorp can do is make locks. And they

have a Source well. No excuse for being that boring. You're asking to get your stuff broken into at that point.

ROSE-10

Marin's gone. She left us. She ran. Maybe she thought herself somewhere better.

The hand that reaches.

I hope she touched the lock before she left.

(Soft crying sounds)

Well. Got work to do. Busy. Busy.

[violetrose-art]

Disney Hercules Headcannons, Theories, and Ideas

This is just a list of the theories, headcannons, and ideas I came up with for Disney's Hercules. I might add more later on, so watch out

-Nyx, the Goddess of Night, is very good friends with Hades and she owns a nightclub down in the Underworld called 'The Void'

-Hades and Eris, the Goddess of Discord and Chaos, used to date, but Hades broke up with her due to Eris being too wild and clingy

-While they were together, Persephone beat, insulted, and abused Hades and forced him to do whatever she wanted him to do until Nyx, Erebus, and Thanatos stood up for Hades and forced Persephone to leave the Underworld and not come back

-Hades had no children with Persephone, mostly because she refused to have children with him

-Persephone cheated on Hades with Prince Adonis, just to get Hades' attention

-Macaria and Melinoe are air nymphs and Zagreus is a demigod

-Helios, the God of the Sun, is the father of Persephone, not Zeus

-Persephone had three demigod children with Adonis. Their names are Plutus, Obelix, and Deianira

-Zagreus is the son of Persephone and an unknown man

-Metis, the Goddess of Good Counsel, is the also the mother Ares, the God of War

-Thanatos, the God of Death, and Hades are very good friends and they even have a personal handshake

-Zeus and Hera had six more children after Hercules. Their names are Amoratta, Parthenia, Wisteria, Averos, Naidon, and Margalo

-Apollo and Athena have a son named Oleus

-Harmonia, the Goddess of Harmony and Peace, is the daughter of Aphrodite and Hephaestus

-Hecate, the Goddess of Witchcraft and Necromancy, has a crush on Thanatos and she tries to flirt with him every chance she gets… but he turns her down every time

-Circe is the daughter of Hecate and an unknown mortal man

-After living a long life together, Megara and Hercules both ascended to Mt. Olympus and became gods

-When he was younger, Hades used to be very close with his mother Rhea, the Titaness of Motherhood… until the Titanomachy, that was when they drifted apart

-Adonis used to be Megara's first boyfriend, until he ran off with Persephone, who was disguised as a human girl

-After the weaving contest between Athena and Arachne, Hades was the one who cursed Arachne, not Athena. He was a hidden spectator and when he saw the girl’s superior tapestry, he was greatly offended by it. So he cursed the human weaver to weave forever as a hideous spider monster

-Hades used to own a magical artifact called the Ember of Blue, but it was stolen from him by his father, Cronus, the Titan God of Time, and it was hidden away during the War with the Titans

-As a boy whenever Hades felt angry, sad, or scared, Rhea would take him to a secret temple they only know about and they would dance together until Hades was happy again

-When Hades was little, he had a huge argument with Cronus and he was so angry and upset that he ran away and hid in a cave… only to be chased out by the most horrifying creature he had ever seen: a huge black blob-like creature with giant rusty claws, a gaping mouth filled with rows of razor sharp teeth, and one giant, bulging red eye

-Persephone is a spoiled, selfish, and jealous goddess, always putting on a kind and innocent façade to get others (mortal or divine) to do what she wants

-Medusa was born a gorgon, and she is the youngest out of her and her sisters, Euryale and Stheno

-While she was growing up, Persephone was spoiled rotten by her father, Helios

-Apate, the Goddess of Deception and Lying, and Peitho, the Goddess of Persuasion, are good friends with Persephone and they like to gossip and spread false rumors about the other Gods and Goddesses

-Hades inherited his fiery temper from his mother, Rhea

-Minthe is able to turn herself into a mint plant at will

-Cerberus had started out as a regular mortal puppy until Hecate decided to place a curse on the poor thing and turn him into a three headed beast, and a younger Hades felt pity for the cursed dog so he took him in and trained him to be his guard dog

-Macaria, Zagreus, and Melinoe may not be gods, but they work for Hades in the Underworld

-Instead of a goddess, Ker is a sly spirit of violent death that works in the Underworld

-Eons ago, Hecate created an herb that is extremely toxic to mortal beings, but it has an opiate-like effect on the Gods

-Amphitrite can transform her legs into a fish tail whenever she pleases

-Hades was the one who removed Arke's wings and imprisoned her in Tartarus, not Zeus

-From time to time, Hermes likes to flirt with Iris, the Goddess of the Rainbow

-Elpis, the Spirit of Hope, is good friends with Zeus and Hera's youngest daughter, Margalo

-Whenever Hades falls asleep after a huge meal, he tends to sleepwalk and he gets a really bad stomachache

-Leuke and Minthe each had a massive crush on Hades and they competed to win his affection… but they both failed miserably

-Orphne works for Hades in the Underworld, but she usually keeps to herself and she doesn't really interact with him very much

-Lamia used to be a well-respected human queen, but Hera transformed the queen into a serpent-like creature when she attempted and failed to seduce Zeus. Hades even tried to recruit Lamia for his uprising, but she turned him down flat

-During the Titanomachy, Hades stole Cronus' magical sundial and Cronus tried to get his youngest son to join him and the other Titans, but Hades refused. He and his older brothers beat their father and locked him away in the deepest part of Tartarus and Hades hid the Sundial in the Underworld where Cronus would never find it

-Hades knows Erebus, the God of Darkness and Shadows, but they rarely hang out as good friends. They're more like casual acquaintances and they only exchange an occasional “hello” sometimes

-Chloris, the Goddess of Flowers, is a total hippie and she likes to throw parties with Bacchus, the God of Wine and Revelry

-Narcissus is the God of Vanity and Pride

-Fortuna, the Goddess of Luck and Fortune, is something of a gambler. She enjoys giving mortals luck, either good or bad, and seeing what happens… and the Fates don't like her for that very reason

-Macaria, Zagreus, and Melinoe usually go around and tell people that they are the children of Hades and Persephone… but they’re NOT. Hades always dispels these rumors very quickly and the three of them are always brutally punished for it

-After Hercules and Megara were married, they had five children together. Their names are Arsenius, Phoebe, Elena, Matthias, and Deicoon

-Tempest, an Amazon Warrior, had a son named Achilles. He never knew his father, but doesn't care since he's a mama's boy. Achilles more drawn to doing theater, dramas, dance, and music over fighting in wars despite being named after a great warrior like his namesake

-Adonis and Helen of Troy were married after graduation and had two daughters named Aurea and Dalia

-Cassandra ended up falling in love with Icarus, they got married, and had two sons named Jenos and Dion

-After graduation, Icarus became a well-known inventor and Cassandra became a wise and famous oracle

-Helen of Troy and Adonis rule a kingdom of their own

-Hebe, the Goddess of Youth, has a pet eagle named Omega

-During the time of Hades’ banishment in the River Styx, Thanatos and Nyx were tasked to rule the Underworld together in Hades’ absence, but they both missed him terribly

-Geras, the God of Old Age, used to flirt with Hebe until Hera stepped in and told him to back off and leave her daughter alone

-In the Underworld, Geras likes to tick Hades off by doing things like leaving his dentures on the throne and pretending to be hard of hearing, which drives Hades up a wall

-Hephaestus is very close with his daughter, Harmonia, but he’s also a little overprotective of her

-The Sirens used to be ordinary naiads and playmates of Persephone, but Demeter cursed them to be monsters when they failed to rescue Persephone when she was abducted to the Underworld

-Nyx has an unusual relationship with Hemera, the Goddess of the Day. They have their differences and they can sometimes butt heads on certain subjects, but they usually get along rather well

-Eos, the Goddess of the Dawn, is a total glamour girl. She enjoys fashion and loves to accessorize, especially with bracelets

-Aether, the God of Light, is a bit of a rock star. He loves to sing and rock out and he has a very sweet relationship with Hemera

-Aura, the Goddess of the Breeze, is something of a hippie and enjoys meditating

-Gelos, the God of Laughter, is the official jester of Mt. Olympus

-Hades rarely interacts with Moros, the God of Doom. Hades considers him the type of guy you wouldn’t want to grab an Ambrosia with

-Amoratta is the Goddess of Family

-Parthenia is the Goddess of Honor

-Wisteria is the Goddess of Cleverness

-Averos is the God of Courage

-Naidon is the God of Loyalty

-Margalo is the Goddess of Hope

-As a child, Hades was always a troublemaking rascal. He had a dark and strange sense of humor growing up and he used to spend his time playing cruel and unusual practical jokes and tricks on the other Gods and Goddesses, especially on his father and older brothers. Oddly enough, Rhea never found her son’s pranks funny… and that’s why Hades usually received timeouts most of the time

-Hedone, the daughter of Cupid and Psyche and the Goddess of Pleasure, is a super sweet and happy-go-lucky goddess and she’s very good friends with Hebe and Margalo

-Eileithyia, the Goddess of Childbirth, is the younger twin sister of Hebe

-Hyperion, the Titan God of the Heavenly Light, is the father of the Muses

-Mnemosyne, the Titaness of Memory, adores her daughters the Muses and she taught them everything they know

-Tyche, the Goddess of Chance, was born blind, but she doesn’t mind it

-Mania, the Goddess of Insanity, is not only a mentally unstable goddess who easily goes berserk at the drop of a hat. She’s also incredibly paranoid and often drives Hades nuts with trivial things that bother her in the slightest

-Nephele, the Goddess of Hospitality, owns a hotel on Mt. Olympus called ‘The Imperial Heights Plaza’

-Elpis is a happy and energetic spirit who always want to help others

-The Charites, the Goddesses of  Charm, Beauty, Nature, Human Creativity, and Goodwill, adore Aphrodite and they all look up to her

-Metis and Zeus used to be married until Metis called things off when she noticed the way Zeus was looking at Hera. So now she can’t stand Hera and whenever she visits, Metis does everything she can to ruin Hera’s day

-Aletheia, the Goddess of Truth, is usually calm and collected, but she’s also a total truth nut and she hates it when people lie. She and Hades don’t get along very well for that very reason

-Ker likes to drink smoothies or slushies made with the blood of her victims, which grosses Hades out so much that he usually wants to throw up

-Before Lamia transformed into the monster she is today, she and Hera had a brutal cat fight over Zeus

-Hades was very annoyed by Leuke and Minthe’s efforts to win his affection. He even threatened to smite Minthe if she didn’t leave him alone

This is all I've got so far, but feel free to tell me what you think and tell me which one is your favorite

[thebloodychampion]

Clavius Tarxis / Irelius Draxas Past

Trigger warning later on:

2135: Clavius Tarxis is born as Irelius Draxas on the Turian colony of Aephus. He is the son of Cyrna Draxas and Vyrnus Draxas. He is by that point an only child. Irelius is very prone to injuries but never makes a sound which concerns his mother since normally babies, especially turian babies are rather vocal if something hurts. They didn’t even notice a stomach infection since Irelius doesn’t cry like a normal baby.

2136 - Age 1: After extensive routines and visits to the doctor, they find out he has CIPA - Congenital insensitivity to pain with anhidrosis - meaning he doesn’t feel any nerve related pain. So he never felt the pain from the stomach infection or his teeth growing or his plates forming. He is taken under medical care, which prevents more injuries. Making him a rather lonely turian since he couldn’t play outside of the risk of getting injured more. Up until this point, which is only a year, he already tore the insides of his mouth, ripped his talons almost out and almost scratched out his eyeballs. His mother is rather careful about him, filing down his talons and teeth so he wouldn’t be able to hurt himself.

2144 - Age 9: Irelius is now nine years old and his parents have another baby, his little sister Querina Draxas. He immediately takes care of her and likes her very much. He takes her around under supervision of course and just genuinely happy to have someone his age around. Well not his age but not an adult. Irelius also got better in checking for injuries and he only got at this point four broken bones, a shattered jawbone and a few dislocated shoulders. Which sounds awful but considering he never feels it, it is more like an annoyance for him.

2145 - Age 10: Irelius youngest sibling, his brother Tayus is born. He does like him as well but not as much as he did with Querina. However Querina and Tayus really bond well together since they are both in the same age group. THey never really exclude Irelius in anything, they just played together more while Irelius was in a turian style school at the time. In the same year Irelius’ parents discovered that he has biotics. A rather awful thing, considering his injury rate. They even try to negotiate that Irelius would just never get an implant and never use it, since he is so prone to injuries. However the turian high command doesn’t really see it that way. So Irelius gets an implant and doesn’t even notice the headaches he would get from said implant.

2152 - Age 17: Up until this point Irelius was in the turian mandatory bootcamp, he never really talks about it but he didn’t hate it or anything. He was still considered weird and being a biotic didn’t really help his case either. He gets sent to the Cabals after that. He suffers more injuriest there than ever before and doesn’t get treated correctly. He has several broken ribs, a broken carapace, a rip of plating on his head and several injuries that were mostly internal. Irelius gets laughed at when he has accidents, has several bleedings due to him not realising when the headaches start. He over uses his biotics a lot and is overall miserable there.

2153 - Age 18: A year into the cabals and things don’t get better. He gets even more injured to the point of almost dying. Which added even more anxiety to him and he was so close to begging his parents to get him out of there, to do anything. He just felt miserable, until one day. An instructor who he was not in a good relationship with, wanted Irelius to show him what he had learned. Irelius had been training a lot and since they wanted to use him in a vanguard unit, he had to see how good he was. Prior to this point Irelius had suffered from severe memory loss, having blackouts and sleepwalking around. The taunting of the instructor as Irelius pleaded with him not to have him in the vanguard unit, it triggered something inside of Irelius and that was the first switch he had. Irelius - now Invictus - charges the instructor and effectively kills him with just one charge. However the alternate personality quickly receides and Irelius is faced with the assault of the biotics instructor. In a panic he just grabs what he can from his belongings and escapes the cabals.

A few weeks later he arrives on Omega, severely starved and suffering from hypothermia, he meets an asari named Lisell. Before they met, Irelius got injured as well, but he didn’t notice it until he was at her place. It took Irelius some time to trust her but he actually sees her as his mum. Irelius is not a very confident person after his time in the cabals. Which was only for a year, but even a year can fuck someone up completely. 

2160 - Age 25: Irelius is now 25 years old, up until now he had lived with his foster mother Lisell on Omega. He rarely goes out but recently he got more confident and this is due to another personality switch. These switches don’t happen overnight for him, they go along with memory losses, sleepwalking and blackouts. They were not as severe as the first time but still something that concerned Irelius. Considering he was still searched for, since nobody really got away from the Cabals. On a trip around Omega, he gets harassed by a few asari mercs who just think it was funny to make fun of him. They get ripped apart by his first personality switch - Invictus - but he vanishes again rather quickly. A few months later his second personality - Clavius - comes to the surface for the first time. In the same year he joined the Blue Suns. As Clavius, he is far more confident and beats people up who look at him in a funny way. Claivus is considered a rather resourceful turian who even has a following behind him. Most of the following merc groups do not know about his condition or the fact that he is a biotic. Clavius never uses his biotics in a fight and keeps them at bay. Due to them not knowing that he doesn’t feel pain, most of the Blue Suns enemies at the time just think he is a straight up killing machine that doesn’t die. Of course he can die, he just now not as stupid as he was in the past. Or not as naive.

2176 - Age 41: Clavius meets Camilea a fellow Blue Suns Mercenary, she is only 16 when they met, during a drunken night out, they sleep with each other. Which migth sound weird since Clavius is intenfying himself as homosexual. However Camilea really has something, she gets pregnant during that encounter. Clavius is one thing however, not an asshole and he promises to take care of the baby or give it a better home. They both know they cannot really care for the baby, Camilea because of her age and low income and Clavius due to his condition. 

2177 - Age 42: Clavius quits the Blue Suns after they slowly go more and more into slave trade and hiring more and more batarians. He has done everything for them, extortion, kidnapping, beat downs and even straight up killing people. But he would never go so far as to take away a person's right for freedom. Although some would argue that kidnapping is the same, most of the time the targets would be set free the moment the money came in. One particular mission made Clavius see that the Blue Suns turned into something nasty when they started a deal with the collectors. The turian moves away from Omega taking his daughter with him, his destination was at this point actually nothing. He just ended up on the Citadel out of coincidence. Up until this point, his original personality has never come out once.

Clavius is applying for the first job he could find and gets hired as Irius bodyguard despite people’s concerns for his mercenary background. Irius chose Clavius since he was reliable, he didn’t get in the way and he kept his distance. He never said a word during reports, he kept an eye on Irius without being too provocative about it. He was by far the best bodyguard someone could have. The time in the Blue Suns really did pay off.

TW: Warning:

Irius had at one point six other bodyguards, they were not meant to guard him all the time but to go in rotation, since sometimes a guard would have to be there for over 15 hours and that could exhaust people. So they would go in rotation and would guard him whenever Irius requested it. The new councilor had his position now for five years. Five years of them planning something horrible and nasty. The six remaining bodyguards knew that they could  never get Clavius onto this. They knew he would never agree to this. So they waited until he had done his round with the councilor. Before they broke into the Councilor’s office, locked the door and proceeded to assault him. Irius does to this day not know why they did that. Either they wanted to punish him, have fun with him or just felt entitled to do so since Irius is a rather young Councilor. They tore open his private plates which is one the most painful things a turian can feel, apart from the forming of his carapace. Since this was not in anyway arousing, Irius didn’t produce the natural lube that even male turians can create to make sex more pleasant. Irius is held down by two of them and forced to have sex with three of them. The last one didn’t really do anything other than record the whole ordeal. What these turians didn’t know was that Clavius had access to the codes for the door. Irius trusted Clavius a bit more with these things. 

When Clavius entered the room, the bodyguards had almost no time to get away, either because Clavius stood in the door and he isn’t a small turian with 7’2”. Or they were already torn apart by biotics, something Clavius had not used in over 20 years by this point. The scariest part was probably that Clavius wasn’t angry, he wasn’t shouting, he just lifted them up and ripped them apart. He grabbed the last guy who had recorded it all and shoved his omnitool away from his arm and literally shoved it into his mouth and made him eat it. Not caring if that would kill him, he wanted them all dead. 

After a few moments to collect himself, he finally looks at Irius and sees the younger turian totally paralyzed and frozen in fear. He checks for other injuries for any injections since he knows sometimes monsters like this would do this. But he finds nothing and takes Irius to Huerta. Not caring that the bedroom just looked like a fucking battlefield. Clavius took Irius to the hospital and explained to the doctor in a private moment what happened, the case is classified and only Irius, Clavius, the doctor and a therapist know what happend. It was to first protect the councilor and also to protect Irius as a living being.

2178 - Age 43: Clavius becomes the sole bodyguard for Irius and is even better working alone than having to deal with idiots. Due to the incident, he never leaves Irius' side, he sleeps in the office with him, on a couch and keeps an eye on him. He wants to make sure that Irius is safe and nobody would ever harm him. Some people would think there is something with him and the councilor, but for Clavius this is strictly business. The Councilor is even more than a simple lover could be, he is his charge and reason to live. 

2183 - 2186: 

Mass Effect Timeline of the Reaper War. 

[thesummerstorms]

For the characters HCs Darman? He's so precious and we need *more*

Link the meme here. Accepting, but if you send me the whole meme as opposed to specifics it might take a bit. Thank you to anon for the ask.

clothing style.

Dar dresses pretty simply even after he leaves the army. Bright cheery shades of color -anything but red or maybe orange- and well fitting, but comfy. Probably starts wearing dad cardigans very early on. Lots of space!hoodies, which Etain steals. Comfy, practical, cheery. Likes to roll up the sleeves of things to his upper forearm because Etain notices ™ and also keeping the fabric out of the way of whatever he’s working on. That said, he spends as much time in armor as civvies.

before - bed routine.

In barracks, his routine is exceedingly simple. Dar is one of those people who dozes off easy, so he more or less wraps up whatever he’s doing,  figures out the best way to secure the door or react to it opening, washes his face and brushes his teeth and is out. Never trust that you’ll actually get all 8 hours of sleep you’ve been promised.

Out of barracks, it’s a little bit more indulgent. If they have the water/aren’t rationing, Dar likes a second hot shower before he goes to sleep. Checks on the little ones, small snack or maybe hot chocolate, brush teeth. If he’s at home with Etain or they’re deployed to the same place, the he typically has to go retrieve her and coax her into bedtime - he can and sometimes does fall asleep while she’s still working but drastically prefers the bed with her in it even more so with her in his arms or holding him- maybe listen to Etain read or flip through a holozine for the roughly 10 minutes it takes him to pass out. (Etain frequently is taking things out of his hands after he falls asleep.)

In the Rhedian/Etain/Dar verse he has to track them both down, probably, and then they negotiate who gets to be the middle and who gets to be the edge. Darman can only sleep facing the door while laying on his side, so if he’s on the outer edge of the bed, he’s the little spoon and whoever curls up behind him has their arm on his hip, and if he’s in the middle or outer edge he’s big spooning

eating habits

Darman eats a lot. While he’s in GAR he eats big meals and eats them quickly, and it takes a few years after getting out to change the habit in any significant way, but left to his own devices in peace time he’d be a grazer. He doesn’t have strong preferences, taste-wise, but he loves novelty of food choices, even when his wife and kids are slightly intimidated.

As it is, he snacks a lot and is completely unabashed at eating things off of Etain or a brother’s plate. He makes up for it by becoming an excellent cook and spoiling his loved ones with their favorites. Absolutely steals all of the sweets Etain isn’t overly attached to, but makes up for it by offering her a lot of his fruit. Always drinks from her caf cup. When he gets the cure and his metabolism slows down a bit, it takes getting used to.

concept of home and family

He’s got a very, very Mandalorian view of family. Home is where his brothers and Etain and the kids are not only around him but safe and comfortable. Family isn’t blood- it’s the people who he can rely on to have his back no matter what who have chosen to show him love and trust and earn it in return. It’s a chosen obligation and support network.

hobbies.

Cooking, working out, sparring, casual team and pairs sports (though it’s as much about the challenge/social interaction as him actually giving a shit about sports), reading general-interest just casually informative holozines (like, space!Time or NatGeo) , watching the odd romantic holo, playing with his kids,  word puzzles

fighting style.

listen, I do not know enough about SW weaponry /combat or even real life weaponry and combat to answer this question thoroughly. I do think he looks into at least the basics of Teras-Kasi once Sith start showing up looking for his kids.

what calms your muse down after a bad day?

It depends on the kind of bad day. If he’s feeling drained, sometimes a hot shower, a cup of hot chocolate, sitting with Etain as she meditates, his legs bracketing hers and letting her deep breathing set the pace or else just outright cuddling.

But  if he’s restless or overloaded or angry he kicks everyone else out of the kitchen so he can be alone and takes it out on the vegetables until a particularly difficult technique or recipe distracts him and pulls him out of his head a bit. Occasionally he goes back to his roots and works on some stripped down demolitions projects at the nearest work bench. Working out alone doesn’t help in that kind of mood because he’s still in his own thoughts, but if he’s up to being around other people, sparring or some sort of high-intensity pairs game (slingball, etc) does. 

(Depending on her own mood/the reason for the upset Etain sometimes starts out sparring with him but is amenable to shifting to other distractions, too. Sometimes they skip straight to the pinning down if she notices he needs to burn tension and who ever starts off gets the go ahead.)

ways your muse says i love you.

his love language is in nurturing and gift-giving. he’s highly sensitive to small changes in his loved ones demeanor and part of his way of showing them he loves them is immediately trying to give or do something to make them feel better. have they eaten? do they need painkillers?  what’s small thing he can do or give to fix it?

alternatively if it’s less of a “need immediate support” situation he’s still trying to figure out what small thing he can give to show his affection: a stolen gift for Etain, sharing a food he’s fond of, double checking Rhedian’s kit for her without asking, or something he’s made for them in particular “I thought of you, and I want you to be content”.

describe your muse’s laugh.

softer than you’d think, but Dar has a terrible time forcing laughter, so if you hear it it’s warm and genuine or angry/bitter AF and which ever emotion it is feels readily apparent.

what items can be found in your muse’s pockets

assuming we’re just talking civvie pockets and not his gear belt then the star wars equivalent of a swiss army knife, credits, a false identchip (he swaps out which one), spare blank datachip, comlink/holoprojector combo, hard candies that are less prone to melting or some sort of snack, his wedding ring if he’s working on something dirty or delicate, sometimes little handwritten notes Etain has left him on flimsiplast, a stylus and a all-materials marker of some sort 

talk about your muse’s most prized possession(s)

Dar really doesn’t get too hung up on possessions. His wedding ring is highly sentimental but if push comes to shove can be replaced. The only thing he couldn’t easily abandon would be the very few holos he has of his first squad (which, like, SW has the Cloud, right?), a few surviving love letters of Etain’s, and maybe when he’s older and his brothers start dying some of their armor plates.

describe your muse’s walk

He always tends to walk like he’s wearing Katarn armor even if he isn’t: chest forward, long strides, walking with intent and clearing civvies easily out of his way. He does fuck up a knee as an older man, but unlike Kal, no one has to beg him to go to treatment and it only bothers him if he’s been extremely rough on it or he’s run down in general.

talk about your muse’s accent.

A weird, hard to place amalgam unless you know that he’s a clone commando. Part basic non-distinct Core World Broadcast Pronunciation from lots of flash training as a young child, the slightest edge of Kuat and of Keldabe from learning from Kal Skirata, eventual hard edge to his Mando’a that’s unique to the Neshurok district on Nar Shadda. People tend to be surprised he doesn’t sound Concordian, but he didn’t have enough exposure to Fett for that.

describe your muse’s smile

wide, artless, not the “crooked and charming” type so much as genuinely expansive

how often does your muse get sick?

Not too often- he has a good immune system, special genetic modification, and more vaccinations than any reasonable being could keep track of. That said, it’s impossible to avoid getting sick forever with kids.

does your muse know when to rest, or do they push themselves?

Dar’s a lot better at giving himself physical rest (training to make the best use of his efforts and preserve his ability to keep going kicking in) than mental rest in a daily context, though he absolutely has overdone it on missions (conditioning that you are less than your objective and replaceable is a bitch.)

does your muse snore? sleeptalk? sleepwalk?

He snores. Etain says terribly, he says he’s not as bad as any of the rest of Omega, which may or may not be true.

the thing(s) your muse thinks about before falling asleep.

depends on the night. anything from galactic politics to memory of his first squad to the annoying squeak from the air vent that needs looking at to the breathlessness edge of Etain’s voice or her touch before they finally settled down

is your muse a fitful or a quiet sleeper?

Darman has nightmares that wake him up and leave him upset, but unless you’re a Jedi it can be hard to tell because he doesn’t move around very much in his sleep until he wakes up full of adrenaline and gasping. On a normal night, he’s a pretty quiet sleeper and most of his movement comes from adjusting to Etain, who absolutely is restless. That said, he’s fairly easy to wake.

your muse’s thoughts on cops and other authority figures

Cops are initially sorted into the Jaller Obrim schema of tentative friendship/support, but that falls by the wayside pretty quickly when he’s a fugitive from the galactic regime. 

He’s respectful of authority figures in theory and knows how to follow a chain of command, clone-officers being easily followed, but his experiences with Jedi Generals who didn’t know what they were doing, outright malevolent Imperial Army officials, the constant threat of death from the Kaminoans, Kal’s subtle manipulations, etc all mean he keeps a weary eye on them until they prove otherwise.

He doesn’t strive to be an iconoclast, but he’s inherently aware of the danger authority figures pose to his survival and those he loves.

skills and special talents.

cooking, singing, hand to hand, demolitions, shooting, chemistry, covert ops, battlefield first aid, good listener, decent at sketches though he doesn’t pursue it

disabilities or illnesses. 

Darman has very clear PTSD plus possibly some other comorbid mental health conditions. He does have old battle injuries that bother him somewhat as he gets older, including one knee, but nothing that’s immediately physically obvious or debilitating espc since he gets appropriate medical care.

habits and mannerisms.

lots of soft humming or mouthing a song he will never sing alone in front of strangers, deceptively calm expression even when he’s ruminating, going over his gear and equipment for the fifth time as a comfort thing

introvert or extrovert.

Ambivert.

religious or non - religious

Ambivalent- He’s married to a Jedi and the father of multiple Force-using kids, so he can’t exactly deny the whole Force-thing, but he doesn’t philosophize it the way Etain inherently does.

As for te kara’se… again, ambivalence. When Etain start taking to a… worship isn’t precisely right, but neither is relationship with Tarre Vizsla and Ranah teh Naast, he listens and doesn’t disapprove, but also doesn’t necessarily disagree. If he speaks to the Mand’alore of old, if he sometimes asks for advice, when his brothers have gone quiet too long or his wife’s blood is spotting his armor or his children are crying in fear… he doesn’t know whether or not he expects them to listen.The asking is still worth something, though. He’s likely to ask his brothers in the manda too, as much as anything else.

something your muse could never forgive.

injuries to his loved one, especially life-threatening or shattering ones, especially purposeful neglect or abuse or the cheap spending of their life. It’s easier to forgive his own blood spilt than that of his heart.

something that makes your muse smile.

naps in the sunshine, his kids being goofballs or learning something new. a brother earning some new happiness, the little looks Etain gives him when they talk without talking, the pleasure of a new taste or mastering a new skill, someone running his fingers through his hair or holding his hand

something that scares your muse.

the constant risk to his wife and children, and once the Mandalorian “Great Purge” starts to his entire family. the possibility of somehow letting down or disappointing or becoming estranged from a brother. Kaminoans, for years. his own anger, sometimes.

something that gives your muse hope.

Koa and Kad and Scout sitting around the family table solving a problem together, Koa with her aruetii science degree in one hand and a musical instrument in the other, Kad holding baby Etta (Dar’s granddaughter) tightly to his chest with a look of wonder on his face, Etta and Sivvar (Kad’s husband) laughing as they paint a mural on a bare expanse of wall, Etain wrapping a niece or nephew in her cloak as she holds them and smiling quietly back over her shoulder at him, Fi with a baby strapped to his chest, Atin and Laseema curled quietly together in an oversized arm chair, the first time he sees excitement in Niner’s face after the war

how your muse responds to being helped / taken care of.

He’s not used to in originally. With strangers he’s excessively polite, but with someone he actually loves and trusts, he gets incredibly soft- lots of little touches to their hands/arms (or face/neck if romantic or as platonically close as Omega) and his shoulders just kind of unspool tension

how your muse responds to unconditional love.

Similar to the above, but Dar’s loyalty runs deep, and he’s a romantic and a family-oriented person, so it tends to inspire devotion

how your muse responds to danger

To himself, a reasonable amount of stress or anger, but mostly his instincts kick in until later when he potentially has the ability to process how fucked the situation was. he becomes very decisive under pressure but he isn’t taught how to handle it after until he’s been fighting for years.

how your muse responds to stress. // how your muse responds to anger.

He tries to hide a lot of it to avoid being a burden, and it’s way more successful than you’d think. He doesn’t start developing explicit coping skills until after the war and his break down, although he does talk to Omega and Etain about it, alternating between showing them his soul in an expression of trust and hiding things so as not to trouble them.

With anger his protective anger is the easiest to glimpse at first, but eventually it comes out in other situations- normally the thought of being lied to or deceived or used. With all of the above, he gets cold and harsh until it tips too far. Less yelling than quiet anger.

 He’s not by nature inherently violent, but between his training and untreated PTSD, there are episodes where he feels as if he loses control of himself entirely and retreats to the violence he was taught would keep him alive. Part of his recovery is learning to stop things before they get there and recognize his own threat response.

With stress, see the above about bad days. also probably some explicitly PTSD related coping strategies but I’ll admit I haven’t researched that

did your muse grow up too fast?

Absolutely. Dar may have been socially naive on his first deployment, but he didn’t have a childhood, he had a product development phase haunted by the threat of Kaminoan culling.

[tonystarkbingo]

TSB September Flash Week 2 Roundup!

And yes, this is like 5 days late, sorry about that.  Two days ago it was August, we swear....

Title: You Alone Collaborator: 27dragons Link: AO3 Squares Filled: Chapter 1, T1 - Harley Keener Chapter 2, K1 - Defense Mechanisms Chapter 3, S1 - Rescue Chapter 4, R1 - Thoughts Chapter 5, A1 - Behind the Scenes Ship: WinterIron Rating: Explicit Major Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alternate Universe - No Powers, single parent tony stark, Omega Tony Stark, Alpha Bucky Barnes, War Veteran Bucky Barnes, Protective Harley Keener, Meddling Kids, First Dates, First Kiss, Past Tony Stark/Tiberius Stone, Panic Attacks, Sex, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Anal Sex, Light BDSM, Multiple Orgasms, Knotting, Weddings Summary: Life as a single parent isn’t easy, but Tony is proud of what he’s accomplished over the last fifteen years. He has his own electronics repair shop and has managed to keep his son Harley away from his toxic ex. So what if every alpha he sees puts him on edge? Most of his customers are omegas, anyway, and he’s content never to date again if it means never again having to go through the shit that Harley’s sire put him through. Bucky is more than intrigued by the smart and beautiful omega who’s repairing his arm, but Tony smells like fear, and Bucky doesn’t want to make things worse. He has to put a lot of effort into making sure not to trip Tony’s triggers -- made doubly hard by the fact that Tony doesn’t want to talk about them -- but he thinks it could be well worth the effort in the end. Word Count: 14,938

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Title: 5 Worse Things Pepper Caught Tony Doing + 1 Better Thing - Chapter 3: Enjoying Company for the Evening Collaborator: rebelmeg Link: AO3 Square Filled: 022 - Behind the Scenes Ship: pre-Pepperony Rating: Teen Major Tags: (this chapter) implied sexual content, embarrassment Summary: Pepper walks in on something she would rather not have seen. Word Count: 2806

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Title: 5 Worse Things Pepper Caught Tony Doing + 1 Better Thing - Chapter 4: Sleepwalking in the Workshop Collaborator: rebelmeg Link: AO3 Square Filled: 022 - Thoughts Ship: pre-Pepperony Rating: Teen Major Tags: (this chapter) sleepwalking, protective JARVIS Summary: Pepper didn't even know Tony was a sleepwalker until she found him doing so in the workshop. Word Count: 3606

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Title: That Was Really Violent Collaborator: newnewyorker93 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: 022 - defense mechanisms Ship: none Rating: Gen Major Tags: Extremis!Pepper, cartoonish depiction of violence/death Summary: Just a little cross-stitch to commemorate Extremis!Pepper kicking ass in Iron Man 3

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Title: 5 Worse Things Pepper Caught Tony Doing + 1 Better Thing - Chapter 5: Testing New Prototypes On Himself Collaborator: rebelmeg Link: AO3 Square Filled: 022 - Rescue Ship: pre-Pepperony Rating: Teen Major Tags: (this chapter) Tony doing unintended harm to himself, cranky Pepper, worried JARVIS Summary: Pepper finds Tony testing new prototype weapons and body armor... on himself. Word Count: 4702

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Title: Window Art Collaborator: darthbloodorange Link: Tumblr Square Filled: 027 - Arc Reactor Ship: Stony Rating: Gen Major Tags: art Summary: Tony said that Steve could decorate his art studio however he liked, so Steve painted the Arc Reactor on the window.

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Title: Forgot to Lockdown the Lab Collaborator: darthbloodorange Link: Tumblr Square Filled: 027 - Peter Parker Ship: Stony Rating: Teen Major Tags: art Summary: Tony thought he had locked down the lab… He was proven wrong when Peter walked in on his ‘private moment’ with Steve.

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Title: It’s Only a Paper Moon Collaborator: SierraNovembr Link: AO3 Square Filled: 025 - Vision Ship: WinterIron Rating: T Major Tags: Depiction of a mental asylum, established relationship, Edwin Jarvis Summary: Fighting aliens alongside Captain America? A loving, supportive fiancé who overlooks the many flaws of Tony Stark? Tony often thought his life was too amazing to be real.  He might just be right about that.  Word Count: 831

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Title: Here in the Aftermath Collaborator: SierraNovembr Link: AO3 Square Filled: 025 - Nanites Ship: WinterIron Rating: Teen Major Tags: post-apocalypse, injuries Summary: Bucky really didn’t have any way of knowing that the nanites which had been allowing Tony to keep up with a supersoldier up until this point were failing. Tony didn’t advertise it, but they were a finite resource, and he was half-convinced that he was more bio-mimetic scaffolding than man at this point.

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Title: Getting Lost in Your Crowd Collaborator: PoliZ Link: AO3 Square Filled: 023 - War Machine Ship: IronBros Rating: Gen Major Tags: Rhodey POV, interior dialogue, A:AoU Party Summary: Jim reflects on Tony’s new friendships (and is just a little jealous) Word Count: 445

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Title: Happy Ending Collaborator: newnewyorker93 Link: AO3 Square Filled: 022 - Missing Scene Ship: Pepperony Rating: Gen Major Tags: Fluff and Humor, Missing Scene, Post-Endgame, Not Avengers: Endgame (Movie) Compliant, Fix-It Summary: After the funeral, Tony and Pepper get a moment to themselves. Word Count: 450

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Title: Movie Date Collaborator: darthbloodorange Link: AO3 Square Filled: 027 - Director’s Commentary Ship: Stony Rating: PG Major Tags: Art Summary: Tony is very disappointed that Steve is not paying attention to his favourite film, it’s the Special Edition with Directors commentary. It’s basically sacrilege in Tony’s eyes.

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Title: An Understanding Collaborator: darthbloodorange Link: AO3 Square Filled: 027 - Sight Ship: Stony Rating: Mature Major Tags: Sexual Content, BDSM, Art Summary: Tony craves control, everything in life has been decided for him, everything he does, everywhere he goes. Steve wants to be able to let go of all his control, to let the mask of Captain America slip off, even just for a short moment. Together they come to a perfect compromise.

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Title: We Shall Be Monsters: Chapter 2 - Dead All Day Collaborator: tisfan Link: AO3 Square Filled: 024 - Adopted: Reincarnation Ship: WinterIron Rating: Mature Major Tags: Mentioned Torture, Frankenstein inspired, reincarnation, rise from the dead, gross, dead bodies  Summary: This is your 6:30am Rise from the Dead alarm.  Word Count: 1370

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Title: They Never Went Further, They Never Went Back Collaborator: eachpeachpearplum Link: AO3 Square Filled: Chapter 6 - War Machine Chapter 9 - Touch Chapter 10 - Adopted: Intimacy Without Sex Epilogue - Epilogue Ship: Stuckony Rating: Teen Major Tags: identity porn, vigilante Iron Man, polyamory negotiations, asexual Bucky Summary: Steve and Bucky’s truck breaks down while they’re out searching for the vigilante Iron Man. Fortunately, mechanic Tony is willing to offer them a place to stay for a few nights. Word Count: 26,893

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Title: Bad Dreams and Late Night Visits Collaborator: darthbloodorange Link: AO3 Square Filled: 027 - Nightmares Ship: Stony Rating: PG Major Tags: Nightmares, Hurt/Comfort Summary: Tony is woken by someone sneaking into his lab in the middle of the night… Word Count: 579

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Title: Would Robot Eyes Rust if They Cried Collaborator: Jacaranda Link: AO3 Square Filled: 027 - Peter Parker Ship: Stuckony Rating: E Major Tags: Character Death (sort of and only temporarily), Artificial Intelligence Summary: Tony has grown old while his lovers have remained young and strong. But neither Steve nor Bucky are willing to say goodbye. After an injury in the field leads him to consider the issue of his own impending death, he decides to preserve himself as an AI who can be just as ageless as his super soldiers. But such an extreme personal transformation comes with a steep learning curve.  Word Count: 5268

[dammitadolfnomorecake]

Sleepwalking. Pike was sleep walking. Eyes wide open, skin cold as ice to the touch, barefoot and sleepwalking. Pidge and Hunk had hung back as Keith approached his boyfriend, he’d tried calling out to him thinking Pike was ignoring him when he failed to stop and turn around. He didn’t want to shock Pike into waking by grabbing hold of him, so approached the situation by standing in front of him and letting Pike walk right into his waiting arms. The moment Pike bumped into him, his lover’s legs gave out, Pike slumping against him as the others watched on. Still seemingly asleep, Keith manhandled him up into his hold, Pike’s head lolling back as his eyes slid closed. Keith had to admit that seeing Pike so vacant wasn’t good for his heart. Those big blue eyes seemed empty as they stared straight ahead without seeing a thing. Carrying Pike over to Pidge and Hunk, Hunk automatically moved the blanket around Keith’s shoulders to cover what he could of Pike

“Is he sleeping?”

“Sleepwalking from the looks of it”

“It wasn’t enough that Allura and Shiro had us walking all damn day, now he’s gotta walk off in the middle of the night too”

Pidge was right, he’d failed as boyfriend in keeping Pike safe

“It’s my fault. I was too lenient in not having someone stay up to keep watch”

Hunk patted down some imaginary kink in the blanket, offering him a sad smile as he gazed at his sleeping friend

“It’s not your fault, bud. We didn’t know he was going to wander off like this”

“Still...”

“Keith, Hunk’s right and you know it. We’re just lucky he didn’t get himself into any trouble while sleep walking. I have to say, he did kind of an impressive job getting this far”

Keith wasn’t sure impressive was the right word. Fortunately most of the Quite Plains was flat, without many obstacles for Pike to trip or hurt himself on

“We should head back. He’s freezing”

Pidge stared at Pike a moment longer

“Are you going to tell him?”

“Tell him what?”

“That he was sleep walking?”

Pike would worry. He’d blame himself and be angry over having caused a scene... yet... Pike had been so honest with him that the idea of keeping secrets rubbed him the wrong way

“Not tonight. Hopefully we can make it back in time with causing a fuss, and he’ll sleep through until morning”

That wasn’t a yes, and it wasn’t a no. It was a maybe later and they all knew that

“Alright. Ugh... why’d we have to walk so far? And why did I have to be a dwarf, we’ve only got little legs”

That was Pidge’s way of dealing with the fact she knew full well they’d been lucky. She’d follow Keith’s lead and let him be the one to talk to Pike about it when he was ready too

“You might have little legs, but Keith’s the one who’s gotta carry Pike all the way back”

“I don’t mind”

The response was automatic. Keith really didn’t mind. Carrying Pike meant knowing he was safe. He’d have been a raging mess if his alpha was there to find their omega missing from his designated spot at their side

“Let me know if you need a break. I’ll take him if he gets too heavy”

“Yeah, thanks, man”

That was a lie. Keith wasn’t about to hand Pike over to anyone when he was in such a vulnerable state... or at the best of times really.

Having make the long walk back to camp, Allura and Shiro were awake, waiting for the four of them to return. They’d chatted off and on as they’d followed Hunk’s tracing spell back to the camp, the last hour spent by all of them trying not to fall asleep on their feet. Pike had slept the whole way, Keith felt there should be some kind of limit to how vulnerable once person could be. Ignoring their worried stares, Keith laid Pike down in their bed, covering him up with their blankets and ensuring he was settled before walking over to sit by the camp fire where Hunk and Pidge had already huddled next to each other. Feeling Shiro’s eyes on him, Keith’s mouth did that thing where it moved on it’s own

“Pike went sleepwalking”

“I didn’t say a word”

Shiro didn’t have to

“No, you were watching me, waiting for me to say something instead. Hunk used a tracking spell and we found him still asleep”

“Is he alright? He must have been freezing”

Keith nodded at Allura’s questioning

“Yeah. He passed out when he walked into me. Slept the whole way back to camp too”

“Is that normal?”

Keith could only shrug. Who could call any of this normal?

“I don’t remember Lance sleepwalking before. He didn’t at the Garrison, I would have heard him leaving if he had. Pidge?”

Pidge shook her head at Hunk

“Not that I know. Sometimes on the castle he looked asleep on his feet, but I’ve never seen him actually sleep walking before”

A few long moments of silence passed between the group, Shiro clearing his throat

“Should we talk about this? We’re lucky he wasn’t injured when he walked off”

Keith groaned as he stretched his aching shoulders

“We’ve already talked about it. We’re going to take it in shifts to stay up during the night. If he wakes up, or gets up, they’ll wake me up and I’ll make sure he’s alright”

“Keith...”

Keith didn’t like Shiro’s tone, he already knew what came next

“... we understand that you love him, but you’re not alone in wanting to take care of him. Being a carer is hard. You saw what Adam went through”

“Adam went through all that with you because he loved you. I love Lance. Plus, it’s safer if I’m the one to approach him. He trusts me, and he trusts me to subdue him if he’s out of it enough that he’s a danger”

“I’m worried that...”

“You don’t need to worry. We’ve made it this far. His anxieties would only go into overdrive if he thought he was inconveniencing any of you. That’d set back his confidence to start fixing things between all of us. I’m not trying to be mean, or say that none of you care about him. I’m dealing with what happened while I was away, and this isn’t guilt from that. He’s nervous and he’s jumpy, he’s had a couple of anxiety attacks. Plus the game keeps making him put himself down over the slightest thing. When, and if, you guys can help, I know I can ask you. All I can ask you right now is to let me be the one to bring him out of things like panic attacks or this sleep walking thing”

Things fell silent again, Allura breaking it this time

“I’m worried about him”

“He knows you are. He knows all of you are. But at the same time, he’s strong. Him being strong for so long is why we’re all here now. I’m going to talk to him about tonight when the time is right. For now I think we should all head to bed and start out later tomorrow than we had planned. He must have walked a couple of kilometres tonight...”

Shiro raised an eyebrow

“He got that far”

When Keith nodded his brother followed up with

“Shit”

Pidge giggled, then shuddered, cozying closet to Hunk

“Watch your language”

Shiro covered his face with his hand

“Respect your elders”

“Sure thing, Old Man”

“That’s “Mister Old Man”, to you”

Everyone let out a laugh at Shiro. The mood lightening despite their worries over Lance

“I think Keith is correct. Once you’ve warmed up, it’s time for bed for all of us”

Bed sounded great. Anything to get Lance back in his arms again and his feet out his gritty boots

“I might turn in now. Pike was pretty cold. I don’t want him coming down with something from it”

“Keith, we all know you just wanna cuddle up with your booooyfriend”

“I’d rather cuddle up with him than you”

Pidge faked offence as Keith climbed to his feet. They should have just stayed put out there, then had the others come meet them the following day... other than the fact it was freezing and they’d more than likely have been found frozen to death... Walking. come morning, was going to suck.

*

The “Quite Plains”, quite sucked. Pike’s sleepwalking had left him sluggish. He’d eaten breakfast, then started yawning, continuing to yawn frequently all the way to lunch time, where he conked out mid-meal. One moment he was sitting up, leaning against Keith, the next he was snoring all within the space of what seemed seconds. With Pike too sleepy for conversation Keith hadn’t told him about the night before. Allura noticing he’d fallen asleep with part of his sandwich still in his hand. Agreeing to spend a few more hours resting, Pidge decided everyone other than Allura and Shiro were entitled to nap, not that Keith did either, on the off chance Pike would wander off again. When it came to waking up Pidge and Hunk, Pidge nearly took Allura’s toes off with her axe, ever the gremlin when woken before it happened naturally. Keith was bullied into letting Hunk carry Pike, as he didn’t have the heart to wake him. Poor Hunk copping unintentional glares that were supposed to be directed at Shiro who’d decided everything. After his and Pidge’s attempt at “Eye Spy” had fizzled out, there hadn’t been much to do other than shoot glares at Shiro for separating him from his boyfriend.

Calling it a night early, Hunk and Pidge tried to create an improvised bath. Pike waking when Hunk set him on his feet, tottering over to wrap his arms around Keith. Keith damn near ended up with his boyfriend on his head when Pidge and Hunk set off one of the small explosive devices they’d created back in the Bi-Boh village. Pike had hissed, jumping up him like Keith was a tree. They ended up falling backwards in a tangle of limbs, Keith landing hard on his arse in the process. Instead of creating an indent in the clay earth, they’d managed to shower everyone in dirt and dust, taking off the top few inches of soil in a circular pattern. Scolded by Shiro for their idiocy, their plans were changed. Shiro being as sick to death of the Quite Plains as the rest of them were, asking Allura to summon a mount for them. They’d held back on her summoning anything due to her low supply of arrows, barely a dozen in her quiver and all somewhat dodgy in their craftsmanship. They’d had to scavenge what they could from the village, Pidge attempting to whittle an arrow before becoming bored and giving up half way through. The arrow she let loose wobbled, the shot far from straight as the summoning portal opened. Pike hissing at the summoned beast, a Chulatt looking mouse that was far smaller than previously summoned versions of Platt. They were lucky to get anything considering the game. Keith climbed up first, seating himself at the back of Chulatt’s back, Hunk “helping” Pike up into Keith’s arms, though Pike was practically up and into his arms unaided within seconds of Keith being settled. That Pike would sleep so long didn’t strike Keith as normal, yet his tongue was held by how soft and clingy Pike was being. Nuzzling into the fellinwere, Pike let out a rumbly purr, rubbing his cheek against the side of Keith’s head affectionately. An unwanted rush of blood to the crotch had Keith feeing awkward, especially considering his crotch would be right up against Pike’s perfect little arse the whole ride on the back of Chulatt. Surely this was punishment of some kind for something Keith didn’t even know he’d done.

Chulatt wasn’t as fast as “Kosmo” and “Platt”, the mouse timid with his footing as he picked his way through the Quite Plains and into the forest between them and the pass. Pidge turned to blow as raspberry as the pinks of the plains were replaced with the greens and browns of the forest. The sudden change a clash to senses, yet not unwelcomed at all Chulatt continued under Allura’s direction. Not being on foot felt amazing. Sure, Keith was in a hell of his own making with the leather of inner thighs damp from the constant contact against Pike, and sure, Keith was growing more pent up by the second, but they were finally out of that pink hell and into the last forest before they’d make their ascent up the mountain range and over to the castle. The end was finally close enough to almost reach out and grab, Lance would be freed if the game and they’d all go back to where they belonged, where he’d begin courting his lover properly.

With the moon hidden from them by the tree canopy, Keith had no way of telling how long they’d travelled through the forest before Allura finally called it a night. Sliding off the back of Chulatt, Keith helped Pike down. His boyfriend tripping over his own feet before firmly pushing Keith away and walking off without so much as a “thanks” for helping him get down. With a shared look of confusion directed towards him, Keith set off after Pike, letting him get far away from the others before catching him by the arm to bring him to a stop

“Pike, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing... nothing. Go back to the others”

“Can’t do that, babe. Not when you’re not okay. What’s wrong?”

Pike turned, Keith finding himself pushed back up against the closest tree as his boyfriend smashed his lips into his. The kiss so hungry that it was a bad mix of teeth against teeth. Breaking the kiss, Pike’s lips went to his neck, mouthing and nipping as a leg slid between Keith’s

“P-Pike...?”

“I’m so fucking horny... gonna take your dick as you fuck me hard...”

He was what now? Keith actually jumping when Pike’s hand went to cupping his hunk

“B-babe?”

“Fucking need it, been thinking about that dick of yours up my slutty arse... fuck...”

Again... What?

Pike abandoned kissing Keith’s neck, Keith finding their positions flipped as Pike rolled them, wrapping his arm around Keith’s neck, Pike’s other hand went to his pants, his boyfriend not caring about who could be watching as he started stripping

“Babe... maybe this isn’t a good idea...?”

“I don’t care... I’m going to die if you don’t hurry up”

Keith was wrong. Grinding up against Pike’s arse hadn’t been hell, this was. Pike was horny as quiznak for him, but all he could do was wonder why

“Babe, I don’t think you’re thinking straight”

Pike whined at him, releasing Keith so he had both hands to work off his pants, letting them fall around his ankle before grasping his erection and starting to jerk himself off

“Fuck... fuck...”

Closing his eyes, Pike’s free hand hiked up his tunic, bunching the fabric up his arm as he did. Reaching his left breast, Pike let out an obscene moan as he groped himself, head knocking lightly against the tree as he let it loll back

“Dark... please... you have to touch me... I want you to touch me... I want you to fuck me and make me yours”

Keith’s restraint went out the window as he struggled down his precum damp leathers. Taking Pike by the arse, he lifted his horny lover, Pike so impatient he’d started working himself open with his tail because Keith was taking too long trying to be respectful

“Shit... I’m gonna come”

“You’re not allowed to until I tell you, do you understand me?”

Pike nodded, Keith rewarding him by rutting the leaking tip of his erection against his lover’s busy tail. Pike mewed at the sensation, trying to push down against him

“I know you want to be a good boy for me, but if you keep pushing me to hurry up, I’m not going to touch you. Stop touching yourself with your tail. Loop your arms over my shoulders and hold on with your legs”

Pike nodded quickly, doing as he was told. The coolness of the night taking the edge of aching erection as Keith took a deep breath. They had no lube, Pike had been working himself open dry

“Are you sure you want this? It might hurt”

“Don’t care... mess me up. I want you to fuck this slutty little hole of mine until I’m leaking. I wanna feel you filling me up...”

It hurt Keith to push in without lube, so it surely had to hurt Pike. Bringing two fingers to Pike’s mouth, he eagerly sucked on them as Keith kept just the tip of his dick breaching his lover. Saliva did fuck all really, but it was better than nothing. Nearly coming from having Pike suck his fingers, his boyfriend started getting whiny when Keith worked his first finger into his velvety heat. He didn’t allow his body to adjust, hips bucking as he let out a long lewd moan. Trying to work up to two fingers took coaxing, Pike wouldn’t stop riding his finger, the second pushed in rather bluntly, Pike coming up his belly and between them unexpectedly

“Fuuuuck....”

Keith wasn’t sure what to do now. He wanted Pike, but Pike was... not acting like himself

“Feel good, baby?”

His voice wobbled as he tried to play it cool

“Not enough... need you... need you in me properly... wanna come around your dick”

“Babe...”

“Please, I feel like my body is burning up. I need it... I need you... fuck me like this, stand me up and fuck me from behind, I don’t care, I need you in me”

Using Pike’s cum as lube worked better than the spit. Burying himself in Pike, Keith’s hands went from his boyfriend’s arse to his hips

“Keep your arms around me”

Fucking Pike on his dick was hot as fuck. Pike vocal, panting hard as he repeated Keith’s name over and over, mixed with begging or to stop. Pent up for so long, Keith came with a growl, forcing Pike to keep riding him through his release and into Pike’s second orgasm. Coming with a strangled whine, Keith gathered his boyfriend up against him as he slid out of Pike’s soaked heat. Nuzzling their foreheads together, Keith’s legs felt like jelly

“You okay, baby?”

“Mmm...”

“That good?”

“Mhmm... feels so good...”

Keith agreed wholeheartedly. He’d thought Pike was mad over him doing something, not horny as fuck for him. It stroked his ego

“We should get cleaned up”

“Sleepy...”

Pike had slept so long that he shouldn’t be sleepy, then again, he’d made him come twice. His fellinwere was a blissed out mess

“Let’s get cleaned up, then you can sleep”

“Mmm”

Pike couldn’t stand on his own, Keith holding him up against the tree as he used part of Pike’s cloak he’d cut free to make sure his boyfriend was cleaned up. His own orgasm had left him wanting a nap, as if all his energy had been squeezed out by Pike’s amazing arse. When Keith released him to start cleaning himself up, Pike slid down the tree into a squat, eyes already starting to droop. Adorable. His boyfriend was absolutely adorable

“Babe, you gotta stay awake a little longer”

Pike grumbled at him, one curled coming up to rub at his eye

“But I’m sleeeeepy”

“I know you are, but I still haven’t cleaned myself up”

“Hurry up... want to cuddle”

That wasn’t how things worked. They didn’t have water to clean up so things were still sticky despite wiping

“Real soon, babe. When we get back to the others”

Pike huffed, before pouting, Keith shaking his head as he finished cleaning himself up. It’d do for now, though later he’d definitely be regretting it.

None of their companions would meet Keith’s eyes as he carried his spoilt boyfriend back to where they’d made camp. Keith could almost feel the embarrassment rolling off of them, Pike did have a habit of being very vocal, so the group had probably heard most of what had happened. Ignoring them, he sat Pike by the fire before letting himself drop down beside him, his boyfriend whining over the few seconds of lost contact, before settling into Keith’s hold. Keith kissing the top of Pike’s head in reassurance that he hadn’t run off and left him, not that he thought he’d get all that far if he tried.

“Soooo, is he alright?”

Pidge elbowed Shiro, hard enough for Shiro to flinch

“Don’t ask him that”

“No one else was saying anything”

“What happened to “Patience yields focus”? We all would have been happy not to think about that, but noooo”

Shiro ignored Pidge’s annoyance over overhearing too much

“That’s why I’m asking if he’s okay? He didn’t seem happy... You didn’t...”

Keith cast a glare at Shiro

“If you’re asking if I forced myself on my own boyfriend, you can kindly go f-... jump. He��s fine. Tired, but fine”

“Shhh... I’m sleeping”

Keith’s moment of anger at his brother vanished as quickly as it came. Pike diffusing the situation before things were said that couldn’t be taken back

“Sorry, babe. You have to stay up and eat something, then you can sleep”

“Too tired to eat...”

“Must have been all that sex-ercise?”

Hunk was never supposed to say those words. Keith’s cheeks dusting pink, which only turned to flaming red when Allura followed up with

“Oh! They were having sex! I thought Pike was crying again”

Pidge gaped at Allura. Allura beamed at herself for figuring it out. Hunk shifted uncomfortably. Shiro pinched his nose the way he did when he needed moment. Pike simply nuzzled into Keith for more cuddles. Feeling the need to pile it on for no reason known to Keith, Allura went and added

“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Sex is a natural thing. We all knew Keith was already in a sexual relationship with P-...”

Keith wanted to sink into the ground with Pike and never return. Pidge raised her axe, pointing the blade in Allura’s direction

“Vala, I will murder you in your sleep if you keep talking about this. Not all humans are, or want to be, as open with their sex lives as these two idiots. So please, stop making me think of my brothers bumping uglies”

From his hold came Pike’s mumbly voice

“Felt good”

Keith wanted to smack Pike for his unneeded contribution. Throwing her hands in the air, Pidge was done

“That’s it. I’m done. Hunk, magic up a shower so I can wash this conversation out my brain”

“Humans can do that?”

Allura sounded doubtful, yet as if she thought there was some remote chance as far fetched as it sounded

“Not normally, but I’m going to give it my best shot, I’ll use my axe if I have to. Hunk, you’re with me”

*

Pike slept walked on both the nights they spent within the confines of the forest. Keith catching him within the first few steps on the first night, Shiro waking him on the second. Both following mornings Pike woke as if he hadn’t slept at all, stumbling around yawning until they gave up and called it a night, making very little progress at all. Allura attempted to summon a mount, only the arrow went straight up before falling uselessly like a stick to the forest floor.

Reaching the mountain pass, they came to yet another village. With their track record, Allura, Pidge and Hunk went ahead to scout as Keith set up camp away from the main road. The view was something else. Soaring stone as smooth as marble yet the colour of limestone made up the two carved trees whose branches made the gate to the pass. The town fenced with thick trees forcing travellers through the main gate that served as check point for all those who hoped to pass. With the game against them and the evil Queen to consider, Hunk had cast a disguise spell on all of them, promising he’d done his best, as they all now appeared to be Paladins of the Light. Pidge immediately beginning to preach the Way of Light, Allura in hysterics, joining as Hunk tried to be the adult of the situation, shooing his two companions on towards town.

With nothing to do, once camp was made, Keith was bored.

[bbhoneylt]

IFD2019 bottom louis rec list!

Hey, for international fanworks day here is a bunch of larry fics i’ve read and love! these will all be bottom louis cause i’m a blouis stan and cant read bh, sorry 🤷‍♀️

almost all of these are one shots, they are only chaptered if stated otherwise assume it’s a oneshot

also, all of these are finished 👍😉

Worth Dying For by whoknows (44906- finished)

summary: “You’ve got to be kidding me,” Louis says, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms over his chest. In the center of the table, a set of three glossy photos stares up at him, mocking him.

“A security detail is non-negotiable, Louis, you know this,” his mum reminds him, tapping the middle photo with two fingers.

Louis doesn’t look back down at the pictures, gesturing towards them wildly, over-dramatically. “This is not a security detail!” he protests. “This is a lanky college student. In what world do you hire someone like this kid to protect me?”

Ain’t No Tellin’ Who’s In Charge Here by whoknows (14562- finished)

summary: The thing about Louis’ and Harry’s dynamic is that while Louis is the instigator of 99% of the foolishness, Harry will always come back at him with something ten times dirtier than whatever Louis had thought up. Of course, Louis can’t let that go, so he does something else, so Harry has to do something else, and then it’s a vicious cycle that continues until one of them makes a plea for a truce.

It’s like that even when they’re at home. Sometimes it’s like that especially while they’re at home, because Louis gets bored easily and Harry is just such an easy target. The point is that the kind of foolishness that Louis is known for doesn’t stop when the cameras stop rolling, so when Louis lets himself into Harry’s bedroom at 5:30 in the morning to annoy Harry into waking up before he goes for a run is completely normal and to be expected.

Except that it turns out not to be so normal.

As Wicked As Anything Could Be by whoknows (21775- finished)

summary: It starts when Louis decides that he wants to lose his cherry and announces that he thinks the best way to do that is by going to a gay club. Naturally, Harry can’t let him go alone, so he tags along and spends the night rating guys with Louis until someone finally catches Louis’s eye.

Harry shoves him out to dance with the guy, and he can already tell that it’s going to be a quick and dirty hook up, so he’s not surprised that Louis and the guy disappear into the bathroom ten minutes later.

It is a surprise when Louis comes out not even two minutes later, pale and clammy, grabs Harry by the hand and drags him right out the door.

Somehow Harry comes to the decision that it would be a good idea for him to be in the room with Louis while Louis gets laid.

It’s a stupid fucking decision.

I Would Follow You (To The Moon And Back) by Dick (20355- finished)

summary: Everyone has baggage, some people sleepwalk, some have obsessive exes, and others turn into anthropomorphic wolf-like monsters that destroy furniture and run rampant in the forest. Perfectly normal.

Or the one where Harry and Louis have been dating for six months, Harry is a werewolf, and it's a full moon. This time they're going to get it right.

Pinkies Never Lie by emma1234 (83615 CH.7/7- finished)

summary: “I just think if we’re both into it and neither of us is looking for something serious, why not?” Harry asks, eyes soft and voice sweet. He pauses and gives Louis a moment or two to answer.

There are countless reasons why Louis shouldn’t agree to this, but in the end, none of them really matter. This will end with Louis in pieces, but he’s been in love with Harry for four years. There was only ever one answer.

“Yeah,” Louis answers finally, hoping his voice sounds normal. “Why not?”

AU in which Louis hates his job and loves Harry, Harry just wants a distraction, everyone else wants them to get their shit together, and Louis learns the hard way that new beginnings are only possible when something ends.

Enter The Rose Garden by angelichl (10387- finished)

summary: Soft heats make omega Louis clingy. Enter alpha Harry.

Sweet Dreams Are Made Of This (29982- finished)

summary: Loosely based on The Wedding Date. Inspired by 27 Dresses. Basically, Fake Boyfriend AU with a twist. Louis' sister is unknowingly getting married to the ex who broke his heart. When faced with the prospect of turning up alone, Louis panics and hires a corporate escort named Harry. General chaos and epic jealousy ensues.

Your Touch Is The Only Thing I Feel (15979- finished)

summary: Liam. Liam was finally here. Louis kept his eyes closed and cuddled farther into Liam’s side, revelling in the pheromones Louis’ body desperately needed. He wasn’t sure how long Liam had been holding him, but Louis figured it had to have been at least an hour by the way his body had loosened. The need of an alpha’s touch seemed to have been temporarily lifted from his mind.

Louis listened to the sounds of the pub around him. It was louder than before he had fallen asleep and he briefly wondered why Liam hadn’t just woken him to go back to their flat.

“Who the fuck are you?”

Louis’ eyes flew open at the sound of Niall’s voice, and the arm that had been around Louis shoulders lifted in the same instant. He missed the warmth immediately.

Louis looked from Niall’s stormy face over to the person who was definitely not Liam. The alpha Liam impersonator, who smelled a lot better than the actual Liam now that Louis was alert, looked back at Louis with wide eyes and familiar furrowed brows.

Or the one where Louis refuses to settle for just any alpha despite intense touch deprivation. Fortunately Harry isn't just any alpha.

Out Of The Wild by jaerie (21502- finished)

summary: Louis has spent most of his life as a wolf in the wild, Harry has spent most of his life as a human in the city. Their worlds collide during the audition process for the hottest new singing competition. What happens next should have expected.

Just my Style by thoughtsickles (15443- finished)

summary: Harry is sick, and the only thing that might help him is the pheromones from his mate--problem is, he hasn't got a mate.

Louis' just been disowned, and taking part in a medical study where he has to cuddle with some strange alpha seems to be his only option for earning a bit of cash.

The hippies and Omega Rights campaigners are busy changing the world--but all Harry wants is a chance to live.

Louis Lucas by theteapirate (67,999 5/5-finished)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/610929/chapters/1100722

summary: Pornstar!AU. Louis is a pornstar with more issues than he can drink away. Harry is a bisexual singer/songwriter who is desperate to be signed to a major label. Zayn and Liam are Louis's long-suffering best friends (who also happen to be pornstars, and also happen to be dating each other). Niall just wants to play his guitar.

Time Out by Speechless (27539 5/5- finished)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15617757/chapters/36263115

summary: "I'm a mermaid." Louis decides, wrapping his arms around Harry's neck. "You're on holiday. Somewhere tropical, like-"

"No, no-" Harry mutters, leaving what's left of his sandwich on the desk. "You're a fairy." he says, bending down to mouth at his neck.

Louis scoffs.

"I was a fairy last week, Harry." he complains, barely resisting as he gets pushed towards the bed.

"You're my pretty, small, delicate fairy." Harry ignores him, sneaking his hands under Louis' shirt, dragging them up his back. "You're so small." he rambles, as Louis rolls his eyes, hides his smile. "If I'm not careful I might hurt you."

Harry and Louis are perfect for each other.

Everybody knows it.

They know it, their friends know it, everybody knows it.

That's why Zayn, Liam and Niall won't let them get away with breaking up.

No chance in hell.

The flatmates by centao592 (48425 14/14- finished)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/1797769/chapters/3855268

summary: Harry is a cheeky Alpha who vows never to settle down.

Louis is a hurt omega whose Alpha died just before they could bond officially.

Zayn is an artistic Alpha who doesn’t understand privacy, or personal space.

Liam is a curious Beta who is convinced the world is going to end.

And Niall is a drunk Beta who keeps falling asleep randomly without finishing his sentences….he might also suffer from narcolepsy. None of the lads know for sure.

Or

The story where five lads all respond to the same ad about an available flat and move in.

[dangerousconnoisseurdonut]

I know I promised this this morning but I wrote it out, thought I hit the reblog button, my cat jumped on the laptop, and it was gone before I could blink.

So, time for the Pied Piper take two; The Kingdom of Gotham is overrun with rats, leaving the residents disgusted and eager for Alpha King Charles Wayne (Bruce’s great-grandfather) to something about it. He becomes so desperate, he offers a large bag of gold to the person who can come up with a plan that will kill the rats. One day, a wandering musician named Alfred wandered into town and informed them he could get rid of all the rats with ease. So saying, he pulls out a flute and plays a bewitching tune that causes all the rats to fall in step and follow Alfred out of the kingdom. When he comes back for his gold however, the King informs Alfred that the gold was for the one who killed the rats, not merely lead them away where they might come back. Alfred asks the King if this is truly the route he wishes to take and, thinking he’s being threatened, goes to stab Alfred, only to be pushed back by a magical barrier.

Turns out Alfred is the Prince of the Mythical Realm and did not come for gold; he gladly would have let Gotham keep their gold in exchange for some of their Omegas. But, instead of bargaining, they renege on their word and then try to kill someone who did them a great service, so he will take the of age Omegas back with him. Playing his flute again, he causes all of age, unmated (or unhappy) Omegas to fall in step behind him just as the rats did, including Charles’ wife; the Alphas and Betas try to stop him, but just as the melody causes the Omegas to go into a trance, it causes Alphas and Betas to freeze on the spot. As he leads his new subjects to their new home, Alfred warns he will come back once a year to do the same thing until he finds his own Omega.

When Charles’ son, Anthony Wayne took over, he tried everything to keep the Omegas from disappearing, to no avail, which causes him to become a little unhinged, especially in the eyes of his son Thomas who sees the tale of the ‘Piper Prince’ as nothing more than a story his father invented to help him deal with his mother dying. He sees the Omegas ‘disappearing’ as simply a drop in their numbers which can happen from time to time; staying within the palace walls helps reinforce this idea as he has no real idea as to how many Omegas are in his kingdom. To further aid this belief, Alfred manages to tweak his magic flute to that only Omegas hear the melody; Alphas and Betas hear nothing, ensuring when he comes at night, there is no one who can stop them. When Thomas has his own son with Beta Martha, he is surprised his son is intersex; a sure sign that the child will be an Omega. This unhinges Anthony even further who demands ‘it’ be locked up lest the Piper take ‘it’; neither Thomas or Martha enjoy their child being referred to as ‘it’ but they promise Bruce will be kept safe from the ‘Piper’. This unfortunately means Bruce is never allowed to venture beyond the palace walls while Anthony is alive and even when he dies, he’s still not allowed.

When Bruce is seven, he meets nine-year-old Bridgit who snuck into the palace to escape her brothers and Bruce is so desperate for a friend, he hides her as his ���personal servant’, to which the other servants know they shouldn’t allow but the Prince is so lonely they look the other way. The year Bruce turns seventeen, Alfred moves up the ‘collecting’ day to ensure they get such a royal Omega; to Alfred’s shock however, Bruce seems immune to his music. He hears it like he hears it every year (despite his parents never hearing anything), and witnesses Bridgit’s strange sleepwalking episodes, but he just gently grabs her and keeps her in bed with him for the night. Alfred cannot understand it and tries again the next night which again doesn’t work, even with the aid of another piper. Finally, Alfred calls in for some backup and changes the plan a little.

Instead of waiting for everyone to be in bed, Alfred plays the melody to draw in Omegas while many are getting ready for bed, meaning Bruce and Bridgit are outside for their nightly stroll in the garden when the melody hypnotizes Bridgit and now Bruce is truly unnerved as Bridgit seems to be sleepwalking but she was still awake a few minutes ago. He does his best to stop her but the melody is more powerful tonight than ever, leading Bruce to outside the palace and outside the kingdom itself. As they come to the edge of the forest, the melody hits its crescendo and Bridgit passes out. Before Bruce can contemplate getting Bridgit, along with a few other Omegas, back to the kingdom, he is grabbed from behind and has a sweet smelling cloth pressed to his face. As his vision fails, he sees a tall man seemingly cut from ice pick up and cradle Bridgit.

He wakes up to find himself and Bridgit naked on a large bed being touched by a number of Alpha males. Alfred welcomes them back to the land of the living and informs them that they are his mates as well as being the mates of his most trusted knights; Victor, Jim, Zsasz, Jerome, and Jeremiah (maybe Jonathan; that baby needs some serious loving as well). As the pair cum from Jim and Zsasz playing with their nipples and the twins eating their pussies out, they try to argue but needless to say the Alphas are a little preoccupied at the moment.

What do we think? Are Alfred and his knights Goblins, Elves, or Sirens?

Gotham Faerie Smut Tales

I’m rather obsessed with the idea of taking wholesome Faerie Tales from our youth and turning them into Gotham Smut Stories featuring Bruce and Bridgit. I would like everyone to list their favourite Faerie tale and, if possible, how we can make it smutty. 

For example, the Princess and the Pea turns into a story where two very kinky Kings (Alfred and Victor Fries) want Queens who don’t become raging sluts under their talented tongues and fingers so the competition is who can last longest before they are begging the Kings for their cocks. None of the girls have made it past an hour… until Bryce and Bridgit, who don’t even want to be part of the competition. 

Please, these kind of thoughts are the only thing that help me get through my long shifts at work where people look at me like I’m stupid for not knowing what’s in the mall; I don’t work for the mall, I work for *Store*. Just take a few minutes to think of your favourite story and maybe make it a little smutty, like Rumpelstiltskin or Rapunzel.

I largely like Bruce and Bridgit with Alfred, Jim, Victor F, Victor Z, Jerome, Jeremiah, Jonathan, Oswald, and Ecco. Yes, I used *and*, not *or*; my hc Bruce and Bridgit have too much energy for one partner and needs more than one Daddy (or Daddy and Mommy in Ecco’s case) to keep them in line and out of trouble.

[blouisparadise]

Here is a rec list of bottom Louis fics where one or both of the boys is a wolf. This includes werewolf fics and A/B/O fics where they transform into wolves. If you enjoy our rec lists, please be sure to reblog this post to help spread the word.

Happy reading!

1) New York's Beauty | Mature | 5274 words

Prompt 104: AU where Harry is an alpha wolf and Louis is a hybrid kitten. They were roommates. While they were arguing about something stupid, Harry wanted to bend Louis over the kitchen table and knot him right there. He slowly accepted his feelings and extreme desire for Louis, so he started to tease the hybrid until he would beg Harry to fuck him. They fall in love.

2) Just Like The Wolf Before He Bites | Explicit | 11096 words

He’s loud, Louis is, and that’s far from unusual for him, but the volume of it still has Harry pulling back the curtain. There’s a half-formed thought in the back of his brain about telling Louis off, because it’s fucking half three in the morning, but then.

But then Harry’s eyes get stuck on the soft glint of Louis’ stubble in the light, and he’s making his way across the room before he even realizes it.

Louis, for his part, just tips his chin up to give Harry space and keeps talking, waving the joint in his hand around for emphasis. He doesn’t even bother to greet Harry, going on with his story to his semi-rapt audience, just settles a hand in between Harry’s shoulder blades and pushes him down firmly.

Harry just. Relaxes. His eyes slip closed, pushing his entire face into that spot underneath Louis’ chin, where his hair is still growing, neat and prickly. The scent of Louis’ cologne drifts into Harry’s nose, light and fresh, and it’s calming. Comforting. His breathing syncs up with Louis’ quickly, and Harry feels so much better than he had five minutes ago he almost wants to cry.

3) I Would Follow You (To the Moon and Back) | Explicit | 20355 words

Everyone has baggage, some people sleepwalk, some have obsessive exes, and others turn into anthropomorphic wolf-like monsters that destroy furniture and run rampant in the forest. Perfectly normal.

4) Break Open The Sky | Explicit | 20372 words

Note: Mentions of BH.

Werewolf AU. Harry might be a werewolf, but he still wants to experience Uni like everyone else. Turns out he learns a lot.

5) Out Of The Wild | Explicit | 21502 words

Louis has spent most of his life as a wolf in the wild, Harry has spent most of his life as a human in the city. Their worlds collide during the audition process for the hottest new singing competition. What happens next should have expected.

6) Falling Into Your Gravity | Explicit | 28933 words

The Doncaster tribe has suffered from the increasing attacks of the rogue werewolves for months now and finally their pleas have been answered. The Government has sent them enforcements in the form of a family of high standing, the Styles, whose babelicious son turns a certain omega’s world upside down. Poor Louis is just trying to get people believe he’s a beta as his family’s life depends on it.

7) Compete Against The Stars | Mature | 30890 words

An ABO AU where Louis finds out he's claimed to another Alpha. Angst ensues.

8) Canyon Moon | Explicit | 40895 words

For as long as Louis has remembered, he has been promised to be mated to Harry, his best friend and the future pack alpha. But Louis’s heart belonged to the forest and to the hunt more than he could ever imagine it belonging to Harry.

Then Harry’s father dies in a violent accident, and Louis’s future alpha disappears on the wind.

9) I'm On the Hunt Now (I'm After You) | Mature | 56418 words

Omegas haven’t been able to shift into their wolves for two hundred years. That is, until Louis Tomlinson changes everything.

10) Bite Me | Explicit | 93222 words | Sequel

Being groomed for alpha was hard enough. Now, mix in moving to a completely different location and losing three of his pack's omegas to outsiders, and you've got a disaster. Or, so it was in Harry's eyes. He was told not to worry; they weren't his omegas and he wasn't the alpha yet. But he did worry. Their pack was under attack and he had no idea why, and when he found a suitable mate, the problems that his stepdad faced would be his.

11) Among The Humans | Explicit | 129435 words

A gothic, modern day vampire romance between a young human named Louis Tomlinson, and Harry Styles, ancient vampire and gentleman.

Creatures of the night come with more trouble than they wish to make it seem.

12) You Smell Like | Mature | 185369 words

The one where Louis is the Alpha’s mate and everyone is aware of it except for Louis and Harry. Go figure!

13) Cold Little Heart | Teen & Up | 194780 words

Louis is a soft omega with an abusive past and an alpha child. A few months after getting a divorce, Louis meets Harry, an ex-military alpha wolf that offers him something -odd.

In exchange for teaching him how to cook, Harry will babysit his son, Abraham. Louis really could use the help.

14) Only You Can Be My Alpha | Explicit | 196073 words

The one where Louis is banished from his tribe, and lands himself in Harry's instead. The alluring Pack Alpha makes Louis question his nature and he doesn't know how he feels about that. But you can't fight destiny.

15) Queen of Arizella | Mature | 277919 words

Stealing from Royalty is punishable by death.

Louis starts over, doing his best to keep his hands at his sides but he is hungry and he tries stealing from the wrong Royal.

Harry is King of Arizella, he needs a Queen and who better than an omega on the run from death? Louis will learn to become the perfect Queen -the perfect fake Queen, but only for a few months.

A fake lover, a fake Queen, but a real bond.

Check out our other fic rec lists by category here and by title here.

[hannigramficrecs]

A/B/O

Alpha Mine by slashyrogue  [words: 2,308]

Hannibal had always thought of his second gender as a weapon until he met Will Graham or Omega Hannibal has the hots for Will Graham who's too much of a gentleman to notice until it's too late.

Truly, Madly, Deeply by slashyrogue [words: 52,811]

They meet by chance at a Christmas Party and share a kiss that seals their fate.

Wage Your War by Della19 [words: 57,669]

A fic about omega Will Graham manipulating alpha Hannibal Lecter into getting exactly what he wants.

Arrangement by YouAreMyDesign [words: 11,185]

It's been a while since he was able to move within his house without listening to Abigail fussing, for any number of reasons. Desperation would make her hungry enough to take the occasional bottle, but he can't fight the feeling of supreme relief he feels, hearing a quiet house, knowing that his daughter will be well-fed and taken care of by such a sweet, young omega, with evident powerful maternal instincts.

Tender Loving Care by extremelyperturbed [words: 2,424] 

AU in which Alphas during their Rut are as weak as Omegas in Heat. Driven by pheromones, they have only one thing on their mind and forget completely about water, food and sleep, and their Omegas have to care about them, feed them, calm them and make them rest.

Surrogacy by anon [words: 12,966]

Will is broke, unable to afford college. Instead of working multiple jobs or in something he would not appreciate, he decides to sign up at a surrogate agency. He meets the Lecter's, an alpha/alpha relationship where Alana is unable to have children, yet Hannibal wishes to carry on his lineage. They meet with Will, finding him exactly what they want in a surrogate. Only, it is not as simple as having Hannibal's child. 

Railroad Track by rainbowdracul: [words: 19,942] 

Will is an omega rendered undesirable by his vivid nightmares, sleepwalking, and hysteria. He's certain he's going to die a miserable spinster.Then he meets the handsome, successful Doctor Hannibal Lecter, who is instantly smitten and sweeps Will away. At first ecstatic, Will's visions slowly grow darker and focus on the serial killer known as the Chesapeake Ripper, as cracks begin to appear in his "perfect" mate.

Child Bride by IcarusFeathers [words: 4,378] 

When Hannibal Lecter first met his intended, his child bride had asked rather innocently "are you my new daddy?" and he hadn't wanted to disappoint.

Tribe Mother by YouAreMyDesign [words: 19,071]

"I ask for his head and you bring me his whole body," Will murmurs. "I wonder if I should expect the same in all aspects of our life together."Hannibal smiles, not pausing from his work. "Ask me for a bite to eat and I will bring you a feast," he promises. "A river in place of a glass of water. Endless hours of pleasure when commanded to give a single kiss."

Dahlia by YouAreMyDesign [words: 12,435]  

Hannibal merely stares at him, and wonders if the lamb's wool was hiding this wolf all along. "I know what you did to me. What you've done to all those omegas in the press. Butchered, childless, discarded like the trash they are."

Chesapeake Mafia by Anna_Jay [words: 21,704] 

Hannibal is the leader of the mafia organization that continually evade capture from Agent Jack Crawford. However, when Jack catches wind of who the leader's mate is, he does whatever he can to take Hannibal down. Will, who is Hannibal's pregnant mate is not too keen on the idea of being used as bait.

Dissolving Like the Setting Sun by PKA [words: 3,422] 

In this universe, Will doesn't suffer from encephalitis, but from a prolonged heat sickness. When he visits Hannibal with Abel Gideon in tow, things escalate.

A Keepsake by HigherMagic [words: 3,318]

As Alpha, when they'd mated, Will was legally his property, to do with as he sees fit – a set of laws Hannibal despises, and Will knows he despises, for they are equals in all things and no bite mark, no ability to knot, no ability to bear young, will change that.But the fact of the matter remains that their past was a product of Hannibal's designs. Now it's Will's turn.

Knot Me, Please by anon [words: 5,285] 

Will is a young rescue omega that was saved from a mill, and Bedelia acquires him to breed and have pups with her pedigree alpha, Hannibal, once his first heat hits.

Footprints in Snow by scorpiobabylon [words: 12,509] 

Hannibal is held at gunpoint by a pregnant omega in the woods. They fall in love, of course, on the omega's terms.

Marks by FireFleshAndBlood [words: 4,414]

The details of a case overwhelm Will's better judgment and he finds himself craving what he thought he never wanted.

Au Jus by canis_m [words: 2,311]

On the hunt for the Minnesota Shrike, Will goes into heat early. Good thing there's a doctor on call.

Imbalanced Perfection by Watermelonsmellinfellon [words: 7,276]

Will Graham was an Omega. However, there was something wrong internally. His instincts as an Omega were nonexistent due to an imbalance of chemicals in the body, meaning he felt no need to submit to Alphas, and disliked being ordered around. While his Heats were ever present and surely something he dealt with each year, he wasn’t considered ‘good enough’ and wasn’t wanted by anyone. Then Hannibal came along.

Shadowing by stratumgermanitivum and YouAreMyDesign [words: 12,725]

“I’m very strict with my interns,” the doctor says slowly, his eyes on Will’s, never drifting. “In fact, I had asked them not to assign me any more. Unfortunately, I was the only surgeon available to take on extra duties. My expectations for you and your behavior will be high. I have fired interns before, and while I didn’t relish the experience, I won’t hesitate to do so again.”

Sick Day by sku7314977 [words: 26,944]

Will misses his scheduled appointment and Hannibal visits Wolf Trap to see what’s keeping his favorite not-patient from visiting his office. When he comes by Will’s house expecting to find the assumed Beta curled in bed sick he’s caught off guard by the thick musk of hormones attacking his olfactory telling him of an unexpected Omega in heat.

More or Less by acheforhim [words: 6,696]

Will imprints on Lecter as soon as he meets him.

Sweet As Peaches On the Tongue by Dangereuse [words: 8,452]

Hannibal finds omega Will much younger than anyone suspected.

Feral by stratumgermanitivum [words: 2,397]

“Will,” Jack Crawford growls down the line, “Tell me Hannibal Lecter never confided in you that he was an Omega.” “Oh, shit.” “Oh, shit,” Jack agrees.

Predicaments by stratumgermanitivum [words: 3,865]

The good thing about being bonded was that eventually, your cycles synced up. Heats and ruts could still be triggered by outside circumstances, but generally, both you and your partner suffered together, instead of alone. Will had always been more or less regular, heats coming every three months, give or take a few days. Hannibal was like clockwork, a perfectly scheduled three-day weekend every three months. When they got together, they synchronized almost immediately. Will was busy, however. He didn’t always remember to track his heat- he had Hannibal for that. He didn’t realize he was late until he came home to a red-eyed Alpha growling at him from the doorway of the kitchen.

Wrong by HotMolasses [words: 4,257]

Will roughly rubbed his arm across his mouth again, trying to rub it off. Rub off the scent of Alana, after they’d kissed. After she’d kissed him. Or he’d kissed her? It was mutual. Until it wasn’t. Until Will breathed in her scent, so familiar, so Alpha, so…wrong. He’d pulled back forcibly, unable to hide the expression of revulsion on his face. “I…I need to go.” he said, sweeping his coat off the back of a chair on his way towards the door. “Lock up when you leave.” The weather was crap, and it probably wasn’t smart to drive in the snow while he was in pre-heat, but Will didn’t know what else to do. He needed to figure this out, he needed to talk to the only person who understood him. He needed to talk to Hannibal.

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[sterekiseternal]

FBIS Story ch.4

Beginning  || Previous Chapter

“Whoa, Derek. Did I miss some sort of werewolf routine thingy, like a bi-annual shift in the moon on Mars, because I know the full moon is next week so it’s impossible that’s what made you go all rogue werewolf on my bag, and we’ve spent all day in bed and I’ve had you moaning all day, which is so very different from your angry growling even if I can make you growl and moan basically at the same time but that’s different, and my point is, I know I didn’t do anything to make you angry,” Stiles rambles as he takes in the mess next to the couch in the living room.

“Nothing that warrants this at least,” he continues, “and shouldn’t you be more in control anyway?”

The backpack that Stiles had dropped there when they had arrived, having unpacked only as much as he needed, like his toothbrush, lays on its front, zipper wide open and with nearly all its contents strewn about it. He crosses his arms over his threadbare shirt as he turns to Derek, who walks in a moment later, with an unimpressed expression.

“You’re cleaning up after yourself, mister,” Stiles declares, crouching down to reach for the laptop that was still in the backpack. He stops as he notices the busted zipper and groans. “Dude, this was my favorite backpack!”

“Will you stop accusing me of something I didn’t do?” Derek huffs in reply, stepping into place next to him. “If I had gone ‘rogue werewolf’-” he actually makes air quotes as he meets Stiles pouty glare dismissively, “then that backpack would be in shreds.” He opens his mouth again to add on but Stiles interrupts.

“And ‘don’t call me, dude’. I know, I know.” Stiles waves it off. Derek knows he’ll never stop and Stiles knows he’ll never stop complaining.

Stiles also knows Derek has a point, which he kinda hates because he loves being right, and also this is totally not on him. Then again he’s stopped getting too attached to material things because they always end up getting damaged sooner or later so it’s not a big deal and Derek could just admit it. Handing off the backpack for Derek to inspect, he plops down on the couch, legs spread out on it wide and boots up the laptop.

“The only two people in this apartment are me and you - your nose would’ve told us otherwise if not - and you were the one who went to grab new blankets two hours ago so there’s really only one possibility here and it’s you,” he says without looking up.

“Or it was you who broke the zipper and then knocked over the backpack while sleepwalking,” Derek argues.

“I don’t sleep walk anymore so if anyone knocked it over it’s you… And then you kicked it for extra measure just to scatter all my things-”

“Our things, actually,” Derek corrects. He can admit that he can’t be bothered with his own backpack, so he gives Stiles anything he might need. Sometimes they switch off carrying it. Mostly it’s on Stiles though. Which makes sense because most of the things are his anyway.

“Wait, is this payback for me eating half your Ful Mudamas? Because that, while understandable, was totally unnecessary. It’s not like you couldn’t have stopped me from eating it or gotten it back with all your werewolf mojo,” Stiles says.

“Right, because I was going to tackle you and make a scene at a restaurant in the middle of Alexandria.”

Stiles smirks. “That’s why I’m the one who makes the plans. This,” he gestures to the mess between them, “is very weak because you’ll be the one cleaning up in the end. You got nothing out of this…” Stiles doesn’t mind messy, he can work with that, but Derek, on the other hand, likes to have the floors spotless at the very least. And well, a zipper can be fixed if need be. He does also have a spare bag in the closet. It’s important to always be prepared.

Derek rolls his eyes at Stiles. “You’ll know it when I go for payback, and it’ll come when you least expect it,” he declares. He spends some time looking over the backpack, getting close to it to make sure there’s no scent he missed before he figures their previous theory must hold some truth because there’s absolutely nothing else suspicious about the backpack.

After he cleans up, all the while ignoring Stiles’ victorious smirk, he lifts his legs so he can seat himself beneath them on the couch as well.

“No intriguing new reports,” Stiles informs him, eyes darting quickly over the screen. “Just your usual monthly omega scaring a few campers, aaand tiny asshole fairies taking their mischief too far and nearly taking down a whole town. No biggie. No new leads on the long term stuff. They should change the name to Division for the Affairs of the Supernatural because this is just S-A-D.”

“And I thought I was the one who didn’t know how to relax.” There is clear amusement in Derek’s voice and Stiles can tell it’s not directed at his great pun.

“We spent the last two days relaxing. I need something to /do/,” he complains, setting the laptop so he can sigh directly at Derek to show the extent of his misery. “There are so many undocumented supernatural affairs out there that we could search out and help with. We would’ve all appreciated it if someone had helped us out back in the day.”

“What? I’m not enough for you? Getting tired of me already?” Derek asks, referring to the first part of Stiles rant.

“Nuh-uh, this is not the time for a pity party. You know very well that if you just got over here and kissed me I’d be up for doing you in like 3 seconds flat but I just feel like there’s something-”

Derek has been leaning closer to Stiles but they both freeze when their phones beep simultaneously, in a tone that can only indicate one thing. Stiles grins and jumps to his feet. Derek rolls his eyes at him again but he’s right behind Stiles as they change, grab their things and head out to the office.

~

Jackson is waiting for them when they walk in through the front doors and greets them with a gruff, “Took you long enough.” Then he turns on an expensive designer shoe heel - some things never change - and walks away in long, fast strides. Derek watches a sly smile spread on Stiles’ face before he hurries to catch up to Jackson. He slings an arm around his shoulders.

“Hey, buddy. If only you know how much I’ve been /dying/ to talk to you,” Stiles starts. Jackson eyes him warily. “So I can tell you aaaaaall about the absolutely beautiful and amazing sex Derek and I had the last few days. He doesn’t talk much but boy, is he good with his mouth. He can do this thing with his tongue-”

“Stiles!” Jackson outright shouts, shoving Stiles away, who throws his head back with a laugh. They gain more than a few curious looks from around the halls. Derek just shakes his head as he follows behind them. “Unprofessional,” he splutters. “Totally and completely unprofessional. We have a serious matter on our hands.”

Stiles is still laughing to himself, looking to Derek for approval, who just shakes his head fondly.

“Are you sure your vacation is over already?” Jackson asks.

“I missed you too,” Stiles says. “So what’s this code red about? We don’t have many of those. I’m excited! Are you excited? I know Der’s excited, even if he won’t admit it.”

“Lydia said she’s never seen that type of magic before. No one in the department has. We have no clue what it is or where it came from,” Jackson explains, and Stiles can tell from the tone of his voice even he is intrigued. “We don’t know yet what the magic is doing either. We haven’t gotten any reports yet, so you guys are practically going in blind.”

Derek, for one, is frowning at this point, worried about what might happen. If this is some new form of magic, will they be able to figure it out before people get seriously hurt?

Stiles, on the other hand, has a determined twinkle in his eye. “Oh, finally something interesting!”

“Because of the severity of the circumstances, we’re calling in the whole team,” Jackson announces, timing his words with the opening of the gym doors to reveal the pack sans Lydia and Danny. They were both called in earlier for analysis and preparation, and would be the team’s referents here at Headquarters while they went out on the field - along with Jackson who supervised communications and execution of the mission, helping out wherever was necessary.

Erica, Boyd and Isaac wait for Derek and Stiles to join them on the mats, already dressed for training. Quick greetings are exchanged before they all turn to Jackson again.

“You have two, possibly three, days to get ready while we try to track down the exact location of the magical object or being and learn as much about it as we can. So far, there’s not much I can tell you about safety precautions or well, anything about what you’ll need. This isn’t going to be an easy one,” Jackson explains, meeting each of their focused gazes.

“Which is exactly why you called in the best team you have,” Erica says confidently, turning to Stiles for a high five as he supports her statement with a “Fuck, yeah!”

Derek nods. “We’ll start as usual; quick warm up, then divide into teams and practice hand to hand combat- no shifting. Then we’ll do some target practice, with and without firearms, and the faster you impress Stiles with gun power, the sooner you can join me for some shifted fighting.”

“No offense, big guy, but I think you’re the one who could use the most shooting practice,” Stiles interjects, patting his back.

“That’s why you’ll be staying here with me after hours to help.”

Isaac snickers quietly and Stiles shoots a playful glare in his direction. “I guess that’s the burden I have to carry for being such a desirable man.”

Derek has turned to Jackson again. “Keep us updated so we know what to continue with. Especially about the magic, so Stiles can prepare.”

“Of course. Stiles should go talk to Lydia soon either way,” Jackson says.

“Like I said, I’m a desirable man.” Stiles grins.

“So, are we getting started or what?” Boyd asks, clapping his hands together. Always the practical man, straight to the point and driving the team forward.

“You’re on,” Stiles calls and bounces on the balls of his feet.

“We’ll start with the two of us against you three. Call it a proper welcoming,” Derek decides and they split up in the gym, as Jackson heads back out.

“The two of you always sticking together is sickeningly sweet,” Erica coos. “But this time it’s gonna be your downfall.”

Stiles doesn’t know how he ended up being the only human amidst a bunch of werewolves, or why he never does a thing to change that situation. Then again, he holds his own pretty well amongst their speed and strength since he’s mastered the techniques. He is the one left breathing hardest either way though by the time Derek ends the first round, giving them a 3-minute break.

“Werewolves suck,” Stiles announces breathily as Derek and Boyd start one upping each other with push ups after about a minute, and Erica starts stretching and performing various flips. He’s kind of grateful for Isaac - though he’d still never admit it - because he’s the only one who takes use of the break and doesn’t show off.

Thankfully, Stiles totally outdoes them all at the shooting range. They all try but Stiles is a knife throwing expert, and well, he’d found a much easier approach to weapons since he didn’t have claws and fangs to resort to.

All in all, they make a damn good team, but there’s no telling what awaits them outside of the gym and what skills they’re going to need.

What do you think the team will find? What should their next step be? Which approach should they use, or what skill do you think they will need?

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