#alphan

[mostspecialgirl]

6 monsters doodles

as it usually tends to happen, some rambling under the cut

i’ve been revisiting the concept of 'straychildren', initially intended to be introduced in I AM GARY, being the potential product of the class of relics (is this the first time i’m actually talking about relics on here?) which are able to harbour wills of their own, (heirlooms) that hold the unique potential to subsume canvas energy by weaning off their user, all for the purpose of 'becoming complete' (seeing as relics themself are all but incomplete lumps of latent canvas energy able to manifest in a more meaningful form) leading to 'heirloom blossoming', a state where a relic is able to to 'properly come to form', typically disturbing fate and causality within a plane, much to the tune of sinai being birthed from primordial pools. straychildren are walking natural disasters whose very existence threatens the stability of their plane, sentient piles of existential irradiation who eat away and rewrite the very lines of destiny so cherished by the conductors. tldr; it’s cool shit!

on revisiting this concept, i was like, wow, straychildren are as cool as always, but they’re purely theoretical existence, seeing as rigel and spica are heirloom killers in the plane that holds the greatest abundance of heirlooms which are already a rare existence as is. Until i considered: what’s separating someone like Omecroth, a treasure automaton who has reached the peak of treasury, being classified as a Relic Automaton from being considered a heirloom? the answer? one was created by paris, and that’s it. there is NOTHING stopping omecroth from blossoming into a straychild. if anything, that’s probably what omecroth WANTS at the end of the day; if sheNs on the hunt destroying inferior treasures and relics, isn’t all that canvas energy she’s picking up on the way eventually going to cause her to undergo heirloom blossoming?

so, i think i’ve started to fully recognize the potential behind omecroth’s character arc within stories containing the 6 monsters. i think that’s neat!

i also wonder if i should change the name of straychildren seeing as the kpop group straykids is now a thing. I dunno! i’ll work something out, even if that 'something' is settling for nothing! thanks for reading this far why would you do that this is nonsense

[docma-crm]

some concept design I made for the main 10 humans from The Source.

[lifewithaview]

Space: 1999 (1975–1977) End of Eternity

S1E12

While exploring a cavern in an asteroid, the Alphans release Balor, a sadistic alien who has achieved immortality.

*Helena's line, "We know immortality is possible," refers to the Alphans' previous encounter with the Earth survivors in Death's Other Dominion (1975); a rare reference to an earlier episode other than the first, Breakaway (1975).

[starxcrosser]

ChouGAMER!! Pretty Cure Info Post

This is not comprehensive, and I'm missing a lot of nomenclature for transformation items, finishers, and alternate forms/styles. I'm also lacking visual references for a few of the villains.

Let's start with the Cures!

The Pretty Cure are the legendary gamers of Virtua Land, who even have a temple to enshrine the new incarnations of each of the four Legends. The temple is overseen by the Grand Wizard, whose duty is to find the next generation of Pretty Cure should crisis befall Virtua Land.

To transform, the Cures need two things: their Check Pendant, a necklace/communicator that contains their "save data", and one of three Game Cards, devices that resemble train passes and contain the "game data", including a piece of equipment unique to each Cure. Every Cure begins at Level 1 and gains EXP via prevailing in combat against the Guricchu. As the "season" progresses, the Cures unlock progressively stronger equipment, finishers, and eventually unlock their second and third Game Cards.

Yuuki Igarashi is our white lead Cure, Cure Legend. Her theme is classic JRPGs such as Final Fantasy and Dragon Quest. Though she strikes a very gyaru-like image, don't be fooled—she's a hardcore gamer, though she initially keeps that side of herself hidden from her classmates. Her friends call her Yuu-tan. Her initial Game Card is Innocent Fantasy, which comes with the equipment Brave Sword.

Yuuki is 5'3", weighs 104 pounds, has an AB blood type, and her three sizes are 83-57-84. She is 16 at the start of the "season", and her birthday is January 1st.

Kaya Karizaki is our blue Cure, Cure Bullet. Her theme is shooter games, both military-style FPS-es and bullet hell games. Kaya is quite egotistical and self-absorbed due to being a champion eSports player, but she's also a fiercely loyal friend who's not afraid to throw hands to protect those she loves. Her initial Game Card is Dangan XX, which comes with the equipment Buster Shot K.

Kaya is 5'5", weighs 113 pounds, has an O blood type, and her three sizes are 82-55-82. She is 17 at the start of the "season", and her birthday is October 10th.

Mika Hayase is our red Cure, Cure Turbo. Her theme is racing games, specifically arcade-style racing games. In comparison to the outgoing Yuuki and the loud, boisterous Kaya, Mika is extremely shy and difficult to approach, let alone talk to. Her family owns an auto repair shop with an attached junkyard, and she's spent several years working on cars and fixing up junkers for her parents to sell. Despite her shyness, she gets extremely intense when playing racing games. Mika's initial Game Card is Gekisou Full Throttle, which comes with the equipment Turbo Rusher.

Mika is 5'4", weighs 119 pounds, has an A- blood type, and her three sizes are 87-58-89. She is 18 at the start of the "season", and her birthday is on August 8th.

Ren Tatsumaki is our yellow Cure, Cure Dragon. Her theme is fighting games, specifically arcade-style fighting games. Ren is a strange individual in every conceivable way, from being notably very tall to not understanding what should be basic common knowledge. Frankly speaking, she's simply an eccentric weirdo that's difficult to understand, but her skill at fighting games is unmatched. Ren's initial Game Card is Kachidoki Prizefight, which comes with the equipment Champion Knuckle.

Ren is 5'10" and weighs 122 pounds, has a B+ blood type, and her three sizes are 80-56-82. She is 17 at the start of the "season", and her birthday is on July 7th.

Fia is our mid-season redeemed villain purple Cure, Cure Fever. Her theme is twofold: rhythm games and puzzle games. As a former agent of the Guricchu, Fia has a difficult time understanding almost everything about human culture, and her seeming inability to express emotion compounds that. If you do get a rise out of her, woe unto you.

Fia is 5'2" and weighs ??? pounds, has a ?? blood type, and her three sizes are ??-??-??. She is ?? at the time she joins the team, and her birthday is on November 11th.

Arcade is not a Cure in and of herself, but rather is the Cures' token helper from another world. She's a level 1000 Grand Wizard and keeper of the Legendary Temple in Virtua Land, which has been invaded by the Guricchu. As the keeper of the Legendary Temple, it falls to Arcade to find the four Legendary Gamers, the Pretty Cure, and save Virtua Land.

Arcade is a prodigy, being the youngest Grand Wizard in Virtua Land's history, and that comes with a bit of an ego. However, she cares deeply about games, and Virtua Land as a whole, and as such takes her position as aide to the Legendary Gamers very seriously. She also talks quite archaically, funnily enough.

Arcade is 4'9", weighs 94 pounds, has a ?? blood type, and her three sizes are 78-54-79. She is ??? at the start of the "season", and her birthday is December 12th.

Now for some villains!

The villains in ChouGAMER!! Precure are the Guricchu, an insectoid alien race that harvest negative feelings that stem from people playing video games, whether it's anger, sadness, or anything else. The monsters they summon are called Fukoheida, and the grunts that accompany Fukoheida are called Chumins.

Gokipunch is the first and most prominent general in the "season". Though quite weak at first, Alphan's philosophy of winning through trickery spoke to her, and she opportunistically took advantage of several moments of weakness among her higher-ups to get promoted to one of Alphan's generals, something unheard of among her caste of Guricchu.

Gokipunch is quite mean-spirited, often mocking the Cures or picking at their individual insecurities to get them to falter in battle. She also has the ability to inflict [Charm] status on civilians, causing them to follow her orders until the spell is broken. Her Fukoheida have her antennae and bright pink eyes, while her Chumins are all cockroach-inspired. Gokipunch herself is loosely themed on dating sims and visual novels.

Mothrom is the second of Alphan's generals to appear. Though seemingly disinterested and lethargic, she's arguably more sadistic and cruel than Gokipunch, using her associated [Poison] status on civilians and Cures alike to harvest higher quantities of negative energy and summon stronger Fukoheida.

Mothrom is loosely themed around tabletop games, and many of the Fukoheida she summons are with the aid of painted miniatures that she's often shown working on during the "episodes" she appears in.

Fear is Fia pre-redemption, and serves as the first dark/evil Cure figure for the girls to fight. Her battle form is themed off of horror games, from slasher thrillers to zombie games to survival horror. Eventually, she's defeated by the ChouGAMER!! team and later joins them.

Deadhand is the second humanoid general and quasi-dark/evil Cure figure. Deadhand is Alphan's hunting dog of sorts, and is originally summoned to recapture Fia and bring her back, but eventually Alphan orders them to destroy the Precure. The resemblance to Kaya is quite uncanny, and mentioned several times over the course of the "season". Deadhand's combat abilities are themed around card games, and they have a deck of ability cards they swipe through the card reader on their wrist to fight with.

Alphan is the leader of the Guricchu. She shows a fondness and even care for her subordinates, but when it comes to Earth and particularly the Precure (and those they love), the best way to describe her is heartless and cruel. At the end of the day, she wants them to suffer and harvest their energy.

[thejasminesixx]

[yugioh-kin-hub]

How about Gagaga Magician or Super Quantal Fairy Alphan?

Super Quantal Fairy Alphan

Fairy/Effect || ATK 0 DEF 0

"Once per turn: You can target one "Super Quant" monster you control; all face-up monsters you currently control become that monster's level. You can tribute this card; reveal 3 Super Quant monsters with different names in your deck, your opponent randomly picks one to Special Summon to your field, the rest are sent to the Graveyard. You can only use this effect of "Super Quantal Fairy Alphan" once per turn."

the keyword was "try" 😭

what a silly little thing, i love this one (⁠✿⁠^⁠‿⁠^⁠) thank you for the ask!!

[torusalpha]

What is a Stock Basket? A Comprehensive Guide to Diversifying Your Investments

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Introduction

If you want to diversify your investments using a particular theme or strategy, a Stock Basket is the tool for you. With the help of a stock basket, you can group various financial assets like stocks, bonds, currencies, derivatives, and more, all according to your unique investment style or strategy. That will also enable you to diversify your portfolio effortlessly, spreading your funds across multiple securities while executing multiple orders simultaneously.

Institutional traders, hedge funds, mutual funds, and exchange-traded funds (ETFs) also use this tool to execute large orders in a petite time frame. They use them to adjust their portfolio allocations swiftly and efficiently. Even individual investors like you can take advantage of this powerful tool. Many retail brokers offer the option to create and execute basket orders.

Here are a few styles of stock baskets that are at your disposal:

Sector-Based Baskets:

These baskets consist of stocks from a specific industry or sector. For example, you can invest in a technology sector basket comprising leading tech companies like Apple, Facebook, and Amazon.

Market Capitalization Baskets:

These baskets group stocks based on their market capitalization, such as large-cap, mid-cap, or small-cap stocks. Investors can choose baskets that align with their risk tolerance and investment goals.

Theme-Based Baskets:

Theme-based baskets focus on a particular theme or trend. For instance, you might wish to invest in companies benefiting from Apple’s new manufacturing unit in India.

Style-Based Baskets:

These baskets follow specific investment styles, such as growth or value investing. You can select a basket that matches your preferred investment approach.

Index-Based Baskets:

Index-based baskets replicate the performance of a stock market index, such as the NIFTY50. They aim to mirror the overall market’s returns.

Custom Baskets:

You can create a custom basket tailored to your preferences if you have specific stocks you want to group.

Diversification with the help of Stock Baskets:

Remember, your investment portfolio will be called a safe one only if it’s completely diversified, meaning that all your money is not invested in only one type of security/sector. So when there is a crisis in the economy, your portfolio is not hit massively.

Here are a few ways a stock basket helps in diversifying your investments:

Risk Reduction: Stock baskets allow you to spread your investment across multiple stocks, reducing the impact of poor performance in any single stock.

Sector Diversification: Stock baskets can be tailored to include stocks from different sectors and industries, ensuring your investments are not overly concentrated in one market area.

Asset Allocation: By creating baskets with various asset classes, such as stocks, bonds, and derivatives, you can achieve a balanced and diversified portfolio to suit your risk appetite.

Customization: You can create stock baskets based on your investment objectives, whether it’s income generation, long-term growth, or capital preservation. This customization allows you to align your investments with your financial goals.

How Stock Baskets are different from Mutual funds:

A mutual fund is a consolidated investment vehicle that pools various stocks and bonds into a single fund. On the other hand, stock baskets are carefully curated portfolios of individual stocks or exchange-traded funds (ETFs) designed to reflect specific ideas, themes, goals, investing styles, or strategies. These portfolios are crafted by seasoned financial experts.

Now, let’s talk about diversification and risk mitigation, which are crucial aspects of investing. Both stock baskets and mutual funds serve a similar purpose here. They help spread your investments across different assets to reduce risk. However, they differ in some key areas.

Mutual funds may come with lock-in periods, which means you might not be able to withdraw your investment until a specified time. Stock baskets, on the other hand, offer you the flexibility to exit your investments at your discretion at any time.

Ownership rights also set these two options apart. When you invest in mutual funds, you hold units of the overall portfolio but don’t have ownership stakes in the individual companies within the fund. However, with stock baskets, you gain ownership rights in the stocks that make up the portfolio.

Now, let’s consider the advantages of stock baskets. They offer a versatile and efficient way to diversify your investments while tailoring them to your unique preferences and strategies. Whether you’re just starting as an investor or have years of experience, stock baskets provide an accessible means to build a well-balanced and diversified portfolio that can help your ride through stock market cycles. So, why not explore stock baskets and build a resilient and robust all-weathered portfolio that suits your financial goals? It can be a smart move in your journey towards financial success.

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[malereadermaniac]

Moon Cycles ~ Alpha!Bokuto x Omega!Male!Reader

1 fic split into two! p1: Bokuto's ruts & p2: Your heats word count: 2.7k Nsfw / MDNI ~ amab m!reader / FDNI

Bokuto's Rut(s):

Entering your apartment, all of your senses were immediately overwhelmed and dominated by your alpha's intoxicating pheromones making every particle of air in your apartment feel heavy and thick. Luckily, you were smart enough to have placed scent patches over your scent glands before going home to an alpha who had to take the day off due to his rut; preventing Bokuto's musky scent of sweat and leather from triggering your own heat early, however that didn't prevent the inhalation of his strong scent, which had already started to make you feel woozy. Quickly throwing your keys onto the counter and stripping off your jacket, you make your way urgently towards the bedroom - your inner omega screaming to aid your poor, hormone-ridden alpha.

The moment you had opened the door, the intensity of your Alpha's pheromones had doubled, forcing a blush to hit your face and your blood to rush to certain areas. Your eyes darted to the naked volleyball player on your bed, a discarded and leaking fleshlight tossed beside him while the muscular man laid on the bed in a starfish position; his body sweating profusely as the alpha was panting, lightly pink in the face. It didn't take long for Bokuto to notice you, or rather your comforting scent which you hadn't even noticed you were releasing. You smiled at your exhausted looking alpha as he perked his body up, using his built arms as leverage to hold him up, a lovestruck yet lustful smile on his face; the alpha's veiny, hard dick twitching at the sight of you.

You both let instinct drive you to the position you were now in, your bottom half completly naked with your dress shirt unbuttoned, your smaller body laying on top of Bokuto's, your body cooling off the Alpha who had been boiling alive since this morning. The usually strong and effortlessly dominant alpha was reduced to a trembling, hot mess as the pit in his stomach was eating away at him, his eyes begging you to do something instead of his mouth; as the only words he were capable of barely saying were "O-mega", "Fuu-ck" and "Good". You gently ran your hands over Bokuto's muscular, olive body, soothing him as you grind your dick against his much larger one - The alpha groans as his masculine, rough hands are almost magnetically pulled towards your soft ass, gripping at the plush skin and pushing you to grind against him harder; desperate for any form of pleasure from the omega he had been craving all day, his omega.

"Shhhh... I'm here, alpha" you coo as you gently lick at Bokuto's very wet scent gland when the man tries (and fails) to string a sentance together, too overwhelmed by the burn of his rut.

The sounds that erupted out of Bokuto when you re-ajusted so that your slick-leaking ass was grinding against his alphan cock were to die for. Along with the usually spikey hair of your alpha, which was now drenched in sweat and sticking to his forehead, and his panting, sexy face, the sight was heavenly.

Again, you're ever so glad for that scent patch on you, because you get to consciously remember Bokuto's ruts, and boy were you lucky to experience them. The first round is always the most effort for you, the alpha worn down by his useless attempts at pleasuring himself throughout the day, along with his intense rut, having tired him out; meaning that you have to do all the work for your cute alpha as to not keep him in discomfort any longer. Riding him was always fun though, despite how tiring it could get; Bokuto's firm grip on your ass and waist grounding you and him as you ride his massive cock like no tomorrow, the veiny thing pounding against your prostate and kissing your walls so nicely as your dick bounces onto Bokuto's abs - you give him quite the show, pity he barely ever remembers it after his cycle. After the alpha finally knots your tightening hole, his body finally starts to cool down, the gnawing ache in his stomach dissipating as he locks his body within yours and absolutely fills you with his thick, fertile cum - but that's just the start of his rut, not only do you have more rounds that day, but you have an average 4 more days left in the week! Nevertheless, after Bokuto falls asleep and finally slips out of you, you use up the rest of your energy to make the starving alpha something to eat; your silly alpha having spent the day trying to relieve his rut rather than eating! And after the Alpha wakes up conscious and digs into whatever delicious meal you'd prepared for him, that's when the roles reverse. The rest of the rounds that night pretty much go the same, the alpha manhandling you into multiple different positions as you let Bokuto fuck you absolutely senseless, his knot having locked the two of you together at least 4 more times that night alone and your neck and body looking like they've been mauled by a dog from the amount of lovebites and hickeys all over you.

short Bokuto-rut headcannons:

His nests are made really poorly (like most alpha's are), just a shit ton of your clothing spread around the bed with various bodily fluids soaking them - not even a blanket in sight... Typical of alphas, only thinking of what gratifies them rather than their comfort or their omega's comfort!

Bokuto's a real kisser during his ruts as well. He's a clingy alpha who just wants to show his love for you, and that love is multiplied by 100 when lust is mixed into it! That man will be thrusting into you while your in an uncomfortable mating press with cum on your face and his will still kiss you deeply with tongue - you can't be mad though, it is quite sweet, and it relaxes your body, which is very needed after what this flexible man puts you through during his cycle!

Breeding. Kink. Need I say more? Yes I do. Of course, all alphas want to breed their omega, especially during their rut. But holy shit does Bokuto not stop mentioning it during his - whether he's doing the deep and whispers in your ear "Gonna get you full of my pups, pretty boy", or roaring "Take my fucking cum, babe! GET FUCKIN KNOCKED UP" as he's knotting you, or even during aftercare as the man rubs your abdomen gently and blurts out baby names; Bokuto is always mentioning knocking you up

Near the end of his Rut, Bokuto likes nothing more than laying you in his shitty nest and eating you out for hours... His thick tongue making you cum as he devours plenty of the tasty slick you just keep on producing

Oh and after his rut? Bokuto is literally the perfect boyfriend, more than he already is! You need an icepack? Done. Food? He's whipping ten meals up in the kitchen. The volleyball player apologises if he was too rough as he kisses you gently and gives you a massage. And when this man returns to practice, fucking hell does he look like he's glowing, professing to everyone how he has the best omega in the world which he loves more than anything (and gloating that he gets the best action ever, but he doesn't mention that part)

Your Heat(s):

Bokuto can always tell when your in pre-heat, he knows his omega too well, so he's already taken the week off work even though you deny the fact that you're going into heat - despite your constant, slightly flushed complexion and your lack of control over your pheromone. So when you start to nest, Bokuto is ready to go! That man has breakfast bars and 6 bottles of water ready in your nightstands and has started releasing a comforting scent of leather and musk before you even start to call for him!

Once the muscular alpha hears your whiny call for him, Bokuto gets instantly hard; making his way towards your shared room as he struggles to strip his joggers and shirt while walking. But just because the man is eager to pleasure you until you pass out, that doesn't mean he wants to rush things - and that includes his teasing.

"Aw... are you okay, baby? What do you need?" The volleyball player would coo at you in a very slightly mocking tone as he makes his way towards your nest. Bokuto would gently hold your searing face in his huge hand and caress your cheek with his thumb as he smiles at your pout, holding back a laugh.

"Shut up... please just hurryy~" You whine, reaching out to touch your alpha, rubbing your hand down his naked abs and towards his cock which was standing loud and proud.

After a little more teasing, Bokuto decides to show mercy, noticing how your panting increases in pace, how your scent of sweet, intoxicating caramel fills the room, and how your knees trembles on the bed as slick gushes out of your hole. Because of your rapturous heat, your vision is hazy and time slows down yet speeds up at the same time, so you had really no clue to how you ended up with your legs up on Bokuto's broad, muscular shoulders, his dick already in you and moans spewing out of your mouth as if you were in pain. But you sure as hell didn't mind that, as long as your alpha was soothing the pain searing across your body and making you feel pleasure beyond that of this world - you really couldn't give a fuck if you knew what was happening or not.

Sweat, musk, cum and a harmonious mix of your pheromones and Bokuto's filled the air, adjacent to the sounds of sweaty skin slapping against sweaty skin. All that was coming out of your mouth were the words "Alpha" or "Good" or "Yes" along with plenty different whines, and moans and whimpers which sounded straight up pornographic, and your sounds worked beautifully well with Bokuto's loud roars of pleasure and groans and moans - his dirty talk on another level as he drills his dick into you in missionary. After making your vision go white, your infertile cum shooting all over your body and Bokuto's rock-hard abs, your alpha ensured that you caught your breath and forced you to drink some water - the sweet, caring man not even giving a shit about the fact that his dick was still hard as shit and that he hadn't cum yet; which was a surprise by the fact that your sloppily, slicked-up hole, tight, boiling walls and sexy moans and look was usually a cocktail for disaster with Bokuto. But Bokuto would experience the immense pleasure of knotting an omega in your next round - and not just an omega, but you, his bonded, mated omega which he loved more than life itself.

With that said, once you had caught your breath and the heat began to pool in your stomach once more, Bokuto took that as a sign to use his rough, massive hands to re-position you. With your arms hugging one of the many pillows in your nest and your chin resting on it, Bokuto was kneeled on the bed behind you; both of his massive arms wrapped around your waist as he pounded into you like a fucking animal. With your knees spread and your back arching downwards towards the bed as Bokuto's fat dick drilled against your pleasure spot, you moaned and cried out your alpha's name like a mantra - your dick dangling below you, your dickhead lightly rubbing against the best, sending shivers down your spine. All you could hear were Bokuto's rough grunts and moans of your name in your ear along with his hips smacking against your plump ass in the background - your voice raspy and airy from how much you had been using it. Along with some dirty talk (along the lines of "Fuck baby, so fuckin' good and tight for your alpha aren't ya?") Bokuto would raspily groan out an "FUCK- Gonna fuckin' cum-! Gonna knot you- omega- my fuckin' omega-" - Bokuto would become the opposite of his cute, gentle self when he was so close to his orgasm, and fuck, you loved it. You could feel the alpha's knot swell, his already huge cock becoming even harder to take, but your heat was helping you make space for him - but you still couldn't just idly sit and take it!

"HAAAA~ Soo big, alpha! TOO- BIG!~" You cry whorishly, the immense pleasure flooding your body at an alpha knotting you making you overwhelmed, forcing your body to move around and try to escape the overstimulating pleasure - however that is a) not easily done and b) painful as shit for the both of you.

"SHIT-! Don't move while I knot you, (Y/n)!" Bokuto groans, the pain and pleasure of his knot forcing into you pushing him over the edge.

To keep you in place, the massive alpha pushes his whole arm down on your neck and his massive, rough palm on the arch of your back to keep you in your place, to take his viscous seed like a good omega. With Bokuto's knot swelling to full mast, the man's grip tightens around you as he shoots his huge load, filling you up and cooling your heat down to a mild kindle despite the searing temperature of your alpha's cum. You on the other hand were screaming your head of with moans from the immesne pleasure of an alpha knotting you (especially during your heat), your cocklet shooting ropes of thin jizz onto the bed below you as your walls clamped down on Bokuto even tighter. Panting was all that could be heard in the room as the two of you lied down together, your massive alpha crushing you beneath him, but you couldn't complain. Bokuto gently started to kiss you once he was able to think of anything other than the pleasure of cumming inside of you, nipping at the bite's he'd left on you and licking at your exhausted scent gland, admiring the mating mark on it.

short Heat headcannons:

It's a basically instinct for the two of you to like the fact that, as an alpha, Bokuto is larger than you as his omega - which isn't hard with the man being fucking huge. But my lord does that little size kink go fucking haywire during your heats - Bokuto loves to look at how his hands hold your waist, not entirely but just enough, while you in your heat-drunk haze think about how the massive man could literally crush you in his grip - the though making your dick twitch. The man isn't even that much larger than you! But give him an inch and he'll talk a mile (or whatever that saying is)

Scenting is one of your big things during heat. In an sfw work you scent everything that Bokuto owns before you go into heat, and you grab anything that smells remotely like him for your nest. But when the man is fucking you until your last breath, you can't get enough of your alpha's scent - practically begging him to rub his scent gland against yours

That's another thing, your usually snarky or even bratty behaviour goes out the window during your heat, your body controlling your words and behaviour; resulting in pretty begs from your mouth which stroke Bokuto's ego ever so nicely, who's he do deny you of whatever it is that you desire?

Bokuto's aftercare is also top notch, In between round the man is cooling you off and cleaning you while ensuring that you eat and drink. And near the end of your heat, when it's more lukewarm, Bokuto draws a bath and bathes with you, caressing your body softly and scrubbing the smell of sex off of your skin. But your heat is forced into its final hurrah when Bokuto uses his long, masculine fingers to clean your loosened up hole of his thick cum, his comments of knocking you up sending you over the edge and into the final hour of your cycle~

[miguel-owhora]

dragon!price who's an alpha—a lonely alpha. he's been alone for quite some time now, his nest barren and empty, no mate to sing dragonic songs back to him miles away, no mate to rekindle the embers in his heart.

his hoard—sorry, the 141—help him fill these empty spots. soap's rambunctious attitude and gaz's encouragement and ghost's dryly amused comments fill in the lonely parts, bringing him down from the soaring heavens and back to the ground, where price hears the thumping of the earth's core if he falls back into his dragonic instincts deep enough.

dragons are rare to come nowadays. most spend their lives in secrecy, in some rural land most would struggle to pronounce the names of, spent hiding in either solitude or with their mates—and in certain cases, families.

so imagine price's surprise when laswell drops in a new member into his little hoard. she says it's temporary, but there's a glimmer on her eyes when she says it, one that makes sense when price sees you—another dragon.

an omega, price's alpha brain tells him, awakening with glee at another dragon hybrid, at someone who could complete him. a potential mate.

price's alpha instincts are purring when he introduces himself, and he must look like a fool, when he hears his boys sniggering in the background. something lights up something in his chest, instincts roaring to life, when you smile at him and shake his hand. your hand makes his burn, hotter than anything else, hotter than the fire he hatched out of.

it comes to no surprise to him when you're even more reserved than ghost. dragon hybrids are already secretive as they are; omega dragon hybrids are worse. but eventually, price worms his way past the walls you've put up and the fun part comes: courtship.

for every type of naturalborn hybrid that roams earth, they each have their own courtship rituals. for many of them, alphas must prove their worth to their potential mate. werewolf hybrids will bring back game, will defend territory; harpies—depending on which region they live in—will also prove their worth by bringing back prey and helping to build nests.

price can recall the number of times soap had dragged in the corpse of a deer, still warm and fresh to ghost, or how gaz had proudly weaved a wall of brambles and sticks (nevermind the nails and sharp blades) outside ghost's private room. it amused him to no end, seeing them fall prey to their instincts.

but price isn't laughing when he succumbed to his own instincts.

your introduction to the team and you letting price get close to you already had his dragonic alpha mind reeling with excitement. even moreso when you approved of him courting you.

now, dragon hybrids were something else. oftentimes, they were more older than the other hybrids, more ancient and forged deep within the earth's core, connected to mother earth like no other. as such, their courting rituals were more.. barbaric, in other words.

price feels alive when he has to fight you, when your claws dig at his skin and his teeth at your shoulder, near your bite mark. when you roar with fury and punch him away, when your omegan sex has his alphan sex pumping with life. when you both tear up the training room, your set of wings flapping and glittering underneath the artificial lights, when price finally pins you down, when you give a purr of approval.

price finds the prettiest items and gifts them to you, when he dances between feeling overjoyed when you accept it, feeling like he's been stabbed when you reject it. gift by gift price feels pride bloom within him when he sees your little gift hoard grow. when he gifts you a pack of his cherished cigars and gives you his signature hat, he has to go outside and do circles in the heavens when you accept it with gentle hands and carefully guard it.

all of his hard work pays off when you tug him by his scruff and take him to your bedroom, where your bed is carefully nestled with different blankets, with clothes that reek of him. he feels like the luckiest man when you strip yourself of your clothes and lay on the bed, letting your wings—gorgeous things they are—spread out underneath you, take up the bed. your cock, hard and leaking and big, lays on your belly, cum pooling like ichor.

you spread your legs, the scent of an omega ready to mate and take what's theirs, registering in price's brain. it's all he needs before he's racing to tear his clothes off and climbs on you.

he's purring loudly when he touches you all over, dipping his head to kiss at your body, thankful that you gave him the chance to prove his worth. your scent is thick and heavy, musk strong. it makes the embers in his chest flicker and grow to a small fire.

the fire grows when he slips his cock inside, shuddering at how tight and hot you are, burning him. you don't help him, content to lay back and let him figure it out, but price is more than happy to do it by himself. anything for you.

he gets you to cum several times, spilling all over your belly, makes you whimper his name, dig your claws into his back and pull him close to kiss him hard.

price is only ever given permission to cum when you decide he's worthy. your claws dig into your chest and rip it open, an ancient heart beating, cracks of old magic glowing an unusual color. price knows what's to come, but he still grits his teeth when you also rip his chest open.

his knot is forming, catching on your hole, when the two hearts—ancient and waiting for each other after so many years—intertwine together. price pushes his knot in and finally cums, fuck, he shudders and moans, in pleasure and in pain when he feels your anal barbs dig around his cock and knot, making sure he's secured for a while.

the world seems brighter when he collapses on you, open chests bleeding together. he gives little nudges of his hips, cockhead kissing your womb, brushing against your prostate. he feels you sigh contently, and price's heart is a wildfire.

[mostspecialgirl]

zayin

various doodles under the cut

with this the metal angel line is finally complete (sort of)

(she’s giant, by the way)

i’m probably going to chip away at zayin’s compressed form tonight too (so she can wear some clothes) and maybe alphan’s humanoid form. then i’ll draw all three of them doing something together despite the fact omecroth has only wished death upon both of her sisters (hanging out with agenor mellowed her out, and they’re very forgiving relic automatons)

thank god igold is here to hold this freak back

i only designed zayin tonight cuz i wanted to get their group picture done lol

[aristotels]

"omega infighting" "alphan misogyny" ok glad to see nobody talks about betas as per usual we are just invisible as always 🙄 what do you think B in ABO stands for

#these two always dominate the discourse #just think when was the last time you saw a beta in media that was a main character #thats right never lol

[lifewithaview]

Joan Collins and Martin Landau in Space: 1999 (1975) Mission of the Darians

S1E9

The Alphans encounter a miles-long ark from the planet Daria, where the inhabitants have a very distinctive class separation.

[phantastische-illustrationen]

Philip K. Dick - Clans Of The Alphane Moon (1975) (Peter Andrew Jones)