#accidents happen

[sammygrimoire]

Everyone felt confused as the glow of the summoning circle finally died down, the League had managed to subdue the cultists too late and now...

Wait, who and what were the cultists trying to summon?

Constantine stared at the ghost? bride?? That appeared over the summoning circle, looking confused and tired. The lead cultist had clearly screamed about summoning the Ghost king... wait, this dumbasses didn't accidentally managed to summon its bride did they???

Oh no, oh nononononono--

Danny just want a nap after a whole week of doing paperwork.

[puppetmaster13u]

Hey who wants a small WIP for my cryptid batfam story

🦇🦜🌃🦇🦜🌃🦇🦜🌃🦇🦜🌃🦇🦜🌃🦇🦜🌃🦇🦜🌃🦇

   Bruce nodded, giving them a small smile. “Good job,” he encouraged, as the many, many parenting books had said to do. Repeatedly. “And what do you think we should do?” 

   Barbara- sorry, Batgirl- was the first to pipe up, though both practically vibrated in glee, their little wings flapping as they moved. “Take them out from above! Not let them sound the alarm, and, and, um…” 

   “I hit them from behind and Batgirl can hit them from the front! And we won’t break a lung this time!” Dick chirped, bouncing slightly. Ah. Yeah, the first few times they had gone after the same person they’d managed to do more than crack a few of the person’s ribs, which, yeah. Not a good thing. 

   Not to mention the fact that one of the first lessons he had to teach them was how to properly hide a body, or at least hide how you might be the reason behind the death. Because small children diving at someone at thirty-to-eighty miles per hour (forty-eight to one-hundred and twenty-nine kilometers per hour, he mentally translated from habit) had a habit of collapsing a lung, crushing a liver, or just snapping a neck depending on where they hit. 

   Ugh, there were no parenting books to help with things like that. 

   “Anything else?” he hummed, keeping an eye down at the gang bustling around, a few guns waving around as they turned a few flashlights towards any shadow. Not complete idiots then, but still forgetting to so much as look up. Amateurs. 

   “Let one escape so they can lead us to where they’re storing stuff if it’s not in this warehouse?” 

   “Make sure not to give one a heart attack?” 

   “Oh! Oh! Make sure not to give you a heart attack!” 

[r473n]

"Yare, yare... so you wish to join the 12th division, ne? subarashii!

Akon! We have a new research subj- I mean recruit!"

"Coming, taichou! Oh, hi!"

[sunf10wer67]

She literally missed her arm and just full on grabbed her boob

Original post here

[stone-cold-groove]

If this happens to you, should you blame... Kotex menstrual pads ad - 1944.

[beckiboos]

2 idiots who didn't mean to fall in love and did it anyway

[ask-a-bot]

I know it’s hard, Star. But I think I can safely say that Megs doesn’t hold it against you. Am I right, Megs?

You are absolutely right. I was glad to see that Starscream was so much happier!

Oh.

You forget how much you have grown, young one. You are bigger than Bumblebee.

I am. Yes.

[summerlovingbaby]

Accidents Happen P3

Y/N had long since stopped acting like she was a skittish cat when she lived at the place called home, she spoke as open and as freely as she knew how and she grew accustomed to the idea of her newly found freedom. It took about 7 months before Y/N was completely comfortable, and trusted Yamada and Aizawa as much as she knew how to trust a person, they saved her life and made it worth living, so she trusted them more than she trusted herself.

They taught her things like how to turn off the stove, and they sat at the dinner table every night and talked about the minute details of life that Y/N never had the luxury to think about. The nightmares still happened on occasion, but most nights were dreamless. She stopped thinking of herself as a burden and more of a thing that occupied the same place as them.

One time they took her to the movies and she would have considered that the best day of her life, but the best day of her life was when they saved her. She would never  stop owing them, she would never be able to repay them.

When Yamada came down the stairs with a empty cup of coffee, Y/N was sitting on the barstool nose buried in a book as she poorly sounded out words. Learning to read was hard, but she was determined, because once she learned to read she could gain the large expanse of knowledge that was ripped away from her.

Aizwas followed after him robe hanging open, holding a empty glass of water, he looked happy despite the tired that lines that etched into his face. The smile lines on his cheeks always gave him away. 

“ Good morning,” Yamada said, trudging over to the fridge, swinging the door open, before he stuck his head in the cool expanse searching for more creamer for his second cup of coffee.

Aizawa set the empty glass in the sink and leaned on the kitchen island. “ You’re up early.” he said calmly, a simple raise of his eyebrow. A question, leaving the door open for her to answer… or chose not too. She ever so often chose not to say a word about how she slept, ever since that night, which in itself was an answer enough.

“ I couldn’t sleep.” she said, not looking up from the book. Her eyes going over the same letter, the word that she can’t sound out. Jubilant.

“ Nightmare?” Yamada asked.

“ I don’t know if it counted,” she whispered. “ It was me and Eri, we were running somewhere, she was dragging me, but I was afraid because we were being chased, but I knew it was very important to follow her.”

“ Where did she take you?” Aizawa gently probed.

“ I don’t know, we never got there, I think I woke up,” she said. Then she looked back down at the word. Ju-bi-lant. “ Jubilant.” she whispered. 

Aizawa cracked a smile, “ That’s a new word.” he said.

“ The birthday gift Emma’s father gave her made her jubilant. She usually abhored presents, but she could tell it meant alot to her father, so it meant a lot to her in turn.” she read the sentence aloud.

“Abhor?” Hitoshi said walking into the kitchen. “ That means?”

“ To regard with hate.” she said.

“ Can we do it now?” Yamada said jerking his head out of the fridge, wide happy smile that was too devious but somehow managed to be welcoming at the same time.

“ We should,” Hitoshi piped up. “ She looks so happy.”

Y/N hadn’t realized it, but she had been smiling all morning, not a single frown broke through her features, no lines of hatred, not a single worry line on her face. Hitoshi had never seen her smile so much, not at one time, her happiness was usually fleeting, bogged down with bad memories, but this morning they were talking about spelling and she was smiling. Maybe today would bring them some luck after all.

“ Okay.” Aizawa placed his palms flat on the cool granite on the counter top. “ So I don’t know if you knew this, but today is your birthday.”

“ Oh.”

“ And I wasn’t sure if you wanted to celebrate it, but regardless of if you want it to be celebrated or not, we all wanted to let you know that we are glad you’re here. And if you would let us, we want to celebrate you.”

“ So we got you something.” he pulled a large platter out of the fridge and placed it on the counter top, it was a large golden platter filled with just about everytipe of cake flavor a person could reasonably fathom. Yamada must have seen the panic that washed over her face. “ You don’t have to eat all of them, or even any of them we just weren’t sure what flavor you liked, so we got them all.”

“ You don’t have to eat them all, it’s just so you had options.”

Aizawa must have seen Y/N’s apprehensive expression.

“ You don’t want to celebrate?” he said blankly.

If she didn’t want to he wouldn’t have been surprised, that she didn’t want to celebrate, the only true bookmark of the years passing by was her birthday and that only meant she had survived and suffered one more year of her fathers brutal abuse.

“ No… no that’s not it,” her eyebrows knitted together like she was deep in thought, “ I just never realized I had one.” she said simply.

Aizawa fought hard to keep his face plain, a brief look of  panic flooded over his features before he forced a fake smile. That was the exact moment he felt his heart break, it wasn’t when Y/N cried so hard she made herself sick, or when he saw how Y/N lived for most of her childhood, the dog cage she slept in. It wasn’t when she refused to eat for days because she thought she would get in trouble. It wasn’t when he had to teach her how to lock her own door, it was that very moment. When she realized that she had a birthday. He forced a smile on his face.

“ Which one do you want?” he asked.

“ I don’t know, I’ve never had a cupcake before,” she said, staring at the platter before her. There were so many differently shaped cupcakes in front of her. Some were decorated with ornaments, others just covered with simple buttercream frosting. There was one that smelled fainty of oranges, the others just smelled of pure sugar.

“ Well you could pick anyone you like,” Hitoshi told her. He knew how hard it was to try so many new things at once, knew how it could overwhelm the body, “ but only if you want to. My favorite is the Key Lime.”

“ Then you can have the Key Lime ,” she said brightly, then stared at the platter until she decided on the yellow one with blue frosting. She pointed at it. “ What flavor is that?”

“ Vanilla.” answered Yamada.

“ I want that one.” she demanded. “ Please.” 

When everybody nodded she took it from the platter and sat back down on the barstool before licking off the frosting. The flavor of sugar settled on her tongue, she didn’t hate it but it was strangely sugary. She then took a bite of the fluffy cake and sighed. It was a happy birthday, a very happy one indeed.

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[delusionalpaper]

look at this little silly guy.

Guys he burned his whole dimension on accident, chill out.

[pkmn-smashorpass]

a person on the discord wants to smash grovyle so im voting yes mostly for them

You’re a good friend

[kingcunny]

Just read your Baelon grooming Viserys bit, Do you think Jaehaerys was grooming his Alyssa replacement grandson while Baelon was alive or was he focused on Saera at that point? Did he only really start focusing on Viserys once he wanted Rhaenys out of the succession or was it before then?

so fun little fact i rediscovered while checking birth and death dates to make sure i have the timeline straight in my mind: saera gets sent to oldtown the same year alyssa dies. wonder if that has anything to do with jaehaerys trying to recreate them... or versions of them that Belong to him instead.

the idea to replace the relationship jaehaerys couldnt have with alyssa with her son probably came not long after her death, but i think jaehaerys would really turn his attention on viserys after aemons death. alysanne can call rhaenys their future queen all she wants but without a brother to marry to Make her queen*… :/ rhaenys was never a serious contender for the throne in jaes mind, he just kept waiting for aemon and jocelyn to give him a grandson. (pretending that its not obvious they only wanted one kid) but with aemon dead, viserys is jaes oldest male grandchild. the crown will go to baelon, and him after that. and while baelon accepted the crown and was ready to rule... viserys still needs some Work to get there.

part of jaes grooming of his grandson/replacement daughter was about keeping vis in his inner circle while also excluding rhaenys (by not grooming her). jae had already decided rhaenys was out of the succession before baelons death. baelon dying before becoming king just meant that jae had to cash in on that grooming to make sure vis makes the same choice his father did. (to pass rhaenys over)

im not sure if baelon would know what was going on between his father and son, (i also dont think hed look very hard) but even if he did i dont think hed really.. care? or see it as something he should stop? hes been socialized to accept incest as Normal. he married his sister and had three children with her. i dont think jae wouldve touched his sons (thats GAY) but maayybe baelon knew what was going on with him and his sisters, or had an idea about it. so when vis starts spending more and more time with jae, he maybe intentionally doesnt look very hard at it. vis had to get his 'out of sight out of mind' attitude from somewhere.

*(actually saying that, maybe jae starts with vis after rhaenys marrys corlys…? if shes gonna marry outside the family then clearly shes not very serious about being queen. her kids wont even be targaryens :/)

[sobeautifullyobsessed]

'Twas Moving Day today, and I'm glad to report that I'm in a warm, snug room ~ though due to nasty weather, I could only unpack the bare essentials from my car. The rest will have to wait until at least tomorrow.

Unfortunately, I'm pretty banged up from slipping several times on the heavy, wet snow.

Three times while moving my belongings into my car (landed hard twice, on my tailbone, so I'm icing it right now [thank heavens for motel ice machines!]) and twice more between my car and the new room. I fear I'll have to miss work tomorrow, a 8-hour shift I can't afford to lose, but I'll know better in the morning. So please keep your fingers crossed for me, not only for the financial reasons, but because a full absence will put me very close to the maximum allowed in a rolling six month period. Yup, that's Walmart for ya...

If I do have to miss, I'm gonna plead my case with human resources to forgive the absence. The woman in personnel was very sympathetic when I told her I was homeless, right before Christmas.

I know I've been very lucky this past year...very blessed, in fact...so I'm trying to stay hopeful about the situation.

[i-nezka]

So I just spilled my sugary drink today, into the casket with clean and drying dishes and was not mad at all. I was surprised at first, not because I spilled something, it was the reaction in me.

Quick backstory - Sooo, a few weeks back I started watching how-to-not-traumatize your kid videos because why not, it can come handy sometimes in the future and since I have no baby, child or kiddo my brain started to use the approach on me.

Literally, the first thing that came to mind was, oh, no problem, don't be sad, it caused no harm, not the end of the world. Let just clean it up together, while we talk about how can we avoid spilling our drink next time. And wow, by the time I was done cleaning, I was still chill enough to note this down. I deserve that high-five now.

So I decided to post this, and happily drank a sip of my drink just to spill it again. Still, it is ok, because fuck it, it just a drink.

BE KIND TO YOURSELF! I have to clean up the before it dries and ants start to make camp in my kitchen. Bye!

[cookieswithay]

"The battle of the air hockey!"🤣

Donnie x female reader!

⚠️Warnings: Spelling errors, since I NEVER see 'em! What's wrong with me? And very loooooong⚠️

Is this part of the random kiss saga? If I can't think of one for him, yes.

This day was off to a BOMB start. Your alarm clock woke you up early, so you got to do some early morning vibing. With the turtles, of course! After scaring the daylights outta Splinter, (and literally being dropped off in Leo's room) the boys suggested y'all play a game. Air hockey, which was Donnie's game.

"Aw, man," Leo said. "This is a close one." (Mikey's the grouchy referee, Leo's the announcer and Raph's your emotional support)

"Who will reign victorious?" He instigated. "Our unbeatable champion?" He said pointing at his twin.

"Or our overachieving rookie?" And motioned to you.

You were darn good at it when you're younger, but Donnie's been playing since he was six. You fell off the sport! BUT, you were still a force to be reckoned with.

"Poor, deluded, Y/N," Donnie chortled. "Oh, trash talk?" Leo said while scooting next to his brother. "As a matter of fact, yes," he got the mic.

"I OWN this game, Y/N."

"You might as well throw in the towel while you still can."

Leo's turned to you, with a "are you gonna take that?" look. You chuckled and readied a GOOD roast. But, Raph grabbed you up. Like, your face.

"Hey, hey," He said. "You're better than this, okay. Save your energy for the last point."

You nodded. And turned to the twins. "Let's FINISH this."

Donnie snickered, Obviously still thinking he had this in the bag. Mikey pulled out the puck. "You know rules, out of bounds doesn't count as points, no touching the puck," He turned to you.

"And, ladies first." He said in a "smooth" tone. You smiled.

"Favoritism." Leo coughed in the background.

"And no arguing with the ref!" He took a breath. "On your mark..." Donnie cracked his knuckles. "Get set..." Raph gave you thumbs up. "Leggo!" The puck was tossed! Lucky for you, it slid your way.

So you tested that luck, and went for the kill. The puck slid at lightning speed. But, your opponent's defense was WATER TIGHT. He blocked, making it ricochet to the right. Your eyes were locked on the moving disc. Just like D, you successfully blocked. But he was prepared! Again. This battle raged on, for what felt like forever.

So after a hour, Mikey called halftime.

"Your doing great, Y/N" Raph said. "He's getting tired."

You looked over at the purple masked turtle. He was leaning on one of the gaming chair, while drinking from a water bottle. He smiled smugly at you and winked. You gasped. How dare he try to disorient you! With good looks no less! That's when you remembered something. "Raph!" You said.

He looked down. "Did you notice how Donnie used his right arm during the game?" He looked around.

"Uh...yeah?" Normally you would've questioned Raph more on it, but you were on a roll. "Well he's now using his left hand, see?" Sure enough, his brother had his water bottle in his left hand.

"Hey, you're right," he smiled. "Donnie did tell us he was ambi-umbi- can use both hands!" You nodded. "So he'll be using his left this time!" It was all coming together.

"So, you'll have a advantage in sudden death!" He finished. You stood up. "That's right!" You looked over at Donnie. You snickered. "Prepare to lose, handsome."

~On the other side of the room~

"You are KILLING it out there."

Leo said, plopping down next to his brother. "As predicted Leo," Donnie said. "Y/N is doomed." He said, while grabbing a water bottle. While he was taking a swig, he caught your eye. Smart, cute looks are distracting. BUT, you ain't the only who could be cute.

Donnie smiled and winked. You looked away. He snickered "Don't stare at me."

His twin cleared his throat. "Now you didn't hear this from me but," He said.

"But, is it me or has Y/N gotten slower."

Donnie raised a "eyebrow".

"Think about it."

"Not only has she been playing for a hour and some change, but she still has to go to school."

His brother put two and two together. All the pieces came together. He looked at his phone. Time WAS running out. You were totally gonna rush. "You're right!" Donnie snapped.

Leo laughed. "You got this, she's running outta time."

"Heck yeah!"

They high fived and looked over at you. "Look out, beautiful," The purple masked turtle whispered. "You're going down."

~Sudden death!~

"Alright!" Mikey shouted. "We only got 30 minutes until Y/N has to go to school!"

Leo swung his arm around his brother. "So let's make it count!"

You stood tall. Jacket wrapped around your waist and with paint on your face! (Raph let you borrow some. Don't ask why he has it) "Don't worry guys," you said. "I'm not leaving till I win."

Leo and Raph "Ohhh!"-ed in the background. What could you say, you were cool. Donnie, on the other hand, remained silent. Part of you was worried he was planning something, but the other part, was focusing on the slight advantage you had. You had this. (...Maybe)

"Alright!" Mikey snapped. "This is the last time I'm throwing this down!"

Just like last time, you two were revving to go. Especially since both on you had a trump card. (In a way)

"And...Let's go!"

This time Donnie was quicker to the puck. You were faced with a zigzag attack! After some quick mental math, you struck back. JUST for him and successfully block.

Just like the last game, the clinking seemed endless. It didn't help that Leo kept calling out the time too. It was now or never! Okay, after a bathroom break, it was now or never. You locked eyes with your opponent, and gripped your paddle. How were you gonna break Donnie's defense? All your other points were starting to feel like luck! You woke up from daze when the puck came back. Only for you to give a weak bump.

'Dangit!' You thought.

It slid to the middle. It felt like the world stopped. Both of you jumping on the table. Screaming to get it. And, your pinky getting squashed. The world resumed.

"Aaaaaaah!!!"

(Think about any scream you want.)

~Laterz~

Final results: Donnie won. But, no gave a FIG, because of your injury. Here's how you got hurt. Y'know how it goes when the puck's stuck in the middle, and either you or your friend hops up to get it. Well, your paddle slipped from your hand. Leaving it in sliding zone. And since D was still in the moment, your pinky got rolled over. So when flew back screaming, your elbow bumped the disc into your goal.

(If you're left handed, just got rolled over. If you're right handed, you slid your paddle to the left)

Back to the story! You inhaled sharply, as you placed the ice on your finger. Right now, all of you guys were piled up in front of the projector. And just for today, Splinter let you sit in his chair. (He immediately gave it up when he saw you choking back tears) He was gonna scold the HECK outta them, but you insisted it was a accident. (He's still watching them though) So now everyone's doting on you.

(Dtello especially)

"How's your finger?" Raph asked, tearfully.

You thought about the throbbing pain.

"...Nice?"

He whimpered and turned away. Dang it. After listening to Jupiter Jim 2: the reckoning for awhile, you broke the silence.

"That's it!" You said, standing up. "Everybody, come here." They all looked at one another.

"Come here." You repeated.

They all stood in front of you. (Donnie trailing behind) You smiled.

"Hug me."

They all looked confused, but Leo actually said something.

"Now?"

You scoffed. "Yeah, now. When else-?"

You were cut by a SERIOUS embrace. Raph really put the cherry on top, when picked he y'all up. You grunted.

Maybe asking for a hug was a bad idea. Not only were you smashed against Mikey's shoulder, but you had to guard your finger. Pulling your face back, you cleared your throat.

"You guys, I already know how sorry you all are," you said while staring into wide eyes. "And I want you to know it's A-okay, okay?"

They all looked off. You sighed. It's not even that bad! It's just swollen.

After a little quietness, Raph spoke up.

"You're sure you're okay?"

You nodded.

"Don't wanna leave or anything?" Donnie added.

You shook your head. Sighs of relief everywhere. After being set down, you all looked at one another.

"Now, what do we do?" Mikey asked. You thought for a second.

"Well, technically we never the finished the air hockey tournament."

"You're not playing!" They said in unison.

"I'm not talking about me!" You snapped. "It's Raph and Leo's turn, remember?"

~Another later~

"What'd I tell you guys about using your mystic weapons!"

You shouted. Once again, you had to pull out a red card, because Raph used one of his justsus.

(Leo was doing the same)

"I swear, y'all some most lowdown, dirty, CHEATIN' folks I ever took score for." You said gruffly.

(You're the Ref this time)

"Sorry!" They called.

You adjusted your fake mustache and continued frowning. Man, who knew being the referee would so fun? You get to be grouchy for no reason!

"How're they doing assistant?" Mikey barked from the kitchen.

"Terrible!"

You coughed a bit. This angry voice was killing you.

"They're SO dishonorable!"

That got him. The two of you started rolling. In the middle of it, you heard a "ahem" from behind. You wiped your eyes and looked up.

"Hey."

"Hey D."

He sat down next to you and sighed.

"So who's winning?"

You snickered.

"Well Raph was at first, but then Leo used "trash talk" and let tell me you, it was effective. But then, I had to dock his points since he was using his sword. So now Raph's in the lead. But he's probably gonna lose that too."

"Figures."

Donnie said with a chuckle and looked over at his brothers. Just as you predicted, the oldest busted yet ANOTHER justsu. That's it!

"Halftime!"

~The LAST later~

"But it wasn't my fault!"

"I'm not asking who's fault it was!"

Again, you and Donnie are vibing in the sidelines. Right now, Mikey's chewing the other two out.

"You want me to call dad!?

"You wouldn't dare!"

(Right now he's arguing with Leo.)

"Hey,"

Donnie said, while snapping.

"Gimme your hand."

You were a little reluctant because of the snapping, but you gave him your hand. He pulled out a bandaid from who knows where and wrapped it around your pinky.

"Haha, thanks Don-"

You shut up when you felt his LIPS touch it. It felt weird... but nice at the same time. It even made you shiver a bit. He pulled away with a "mwah"

"That was a Hamato family tradition."

"It is?" You thought outloud.

"Well it's not official or anything, but it's something we always do here. Operation: kiss it and make it better" He said with his normal smug smile.

You replayed the sentence in your head for awhile. When suddenly, you remembered something.

"Kiss it and make better, huh?"

He nodded, looking confused. Perfect. You got up on your knees and turned his face towards yours. The look of anticipation was indeed adorable, but you weren't gonna kiss him. Well, not on his lips. Instead, you tilted his face UPWARDS, and kissed him on the chin. Must've felt weird since Donnie yelped and pushed you away.

"Geez, careful of the injured." You muttered to yourself.

"Sorry, sorry," He said, quickly. He took a breath.

"Anyway, WHY did you do that?"

You snickered mischievously.

"I simply remembered you slammed your chin on the hockey table when we both went for the puck."

"So I carried out ol' kiss and make it better."

He opened his mouth to say something. But turned a nice shade of pink and turned away. He sighed.

"Well played, Y/N ,well played."

You laughed triumphantly. (Imitating D actually.) If you're wondering what the "well played" meant, it's because the two of you always play like this. It's like a flirt game. Since neither of you plan on confessing anytime soon, it's a dumb way get out your feelings.

(Although this is the first time lips came in the game)

You leaned on his shoulder.

"Speaking of which, didn't you bang your chest plate thing as well-"

"I'M GOOD, I'm good."

He said, scooting away. You started laughing. It's seriously getting easier and easier to frazzle this dude. But knowing Donnie, he'd get you back. He is a SUPER bad tease after all.

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Haha! I had this one in the bag for like two months. It's like one of those fics, you add more to when you see 'em again. Know what I mean? Anyway hope you enjoyed this, it was fun to write.

Wait!

A quick rundown on how the tournament was set up:

Now the game started with two battles.

Mikey vs. Raph and Leo vs. You. Mikey and Leo lost so you and Raph faced off. Inevitably, you beat him. And the last opponent was Donnie D. (He was supposed to be like the final boss or something.) So that's why Raph and Leo faced off. It was for second place.

[stone-cold-groove]

78% of preventable injury-related deaths happen at home. 

[bottom-lexa]

Clexaweek - Day 4: Accidents happen!

Oops...

Omegaverse. Rated E.

Clarke and Lexa have been dating for almost three months now and things have been going really well for them. The sex, in particular, is mindblowingly amazing - like tonight. Neither of them are on their mating cycles at the moment and the closest one is Clarke's but that isn't due for another two weeks at least, so they're both entirely unprepared when Clarke's knot starts to inflate in the middle of their bedroom activities. Yes, they could stop- should stop because they both know better than to keep going without protection when Clarke can potentially breed and knot Lexa. But they can't be trusted to make the best choices when their decision-making capabilities are compromised by...well, the horniness. And there is one very real possibility that comes from an Alpha and Omega knotting...

Omegaverse biology lore/explanation here Details on Clarke's cock here

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