#how do my answers to ask always get so long mannnn i'm sorry about that too LMAO

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Spider Jimin question because I still love him SO MUCH!!

If he went out with his special sunglasses on, could he pass as human and not hybrid? Like his blue hair could be considered dyed. Or are his fangs to notable.

I'm just thinking about cute dates and meeting friends and family. Could it be easy to hide he's a spider? (Not there is anything wrong with it)

Picturing Jimin with cool shades, dark blue colbolt hair, sexy leather jacket, and jewellery with those damn Chelsea boots.

Spider Jimin.... with that exact appearance. You want me dead and served on a platter huh?? AKJDHKJ No but fr... especially if he had his hair pushed back out of his face, the shaved sides. Mhmm. I know you see the vision. I know it. This got long (i am so sorry lmao) so... rest below the cut!!!

cw. yandere behavior, manipulation (I got into it ksjhfkaa)

BUT!!! To answer your question, he could def pass off as human if you didn't look too hard!! I imagine the sunglasses aren't very dark, just like a yellow tint (or pink tint) to them but still completely see through. And his fangs do poke out at all times (not a lot, just a gentle pressure on his lower lip).

So, while I think most people just passing by wouldn't notice, if you looked close enough you'd notice the infractions that make his appearance just a little less... human. Look too close and you'd see his double pupils or the slight point of his teeth. Maybe some would even get the uncanny valley sensation-- knowing the creature they're looking at isn't right even though it implicitly looks so. Oooo... that would be fun to delve into on a future work heheheheh.

But again, most people wouldn't take notice at all I don't think. Especially in like, a busy city or something similar. Other hybrids would pretty much always be able to tell, though they wouldn't care about seeing a hybrid with their mate askjfhkjahf. Meeting friends and family would be so cute too :((( UHG!!

Jimin doesn't really care how others perceive him, only really how you do. So he does not care how other people view the two of you at all LMAO Going out with him would always be a trip because he does not care about PDA in the slightest-- he'd cling to you just like he would at home, and if anyone said anything or gave you weird looks, he would be glaring right back like a petulant little puppy.

However, if you expressed how important it is that your friends like him, and maybe you were worried about how they might react, he would def 'zhuzh' it up and act like the best boyfriend in the entire world. Right now, I'm imagining he'd act like the playboy you locked down. His arm around the back of the lounge seater, legs crossed yet his side still pressed right against yours. Shirt unbuttoned dangerously low, his gaze-- though unable to be seen from the dimmed lights surrounding you, had a dangerous air that would steal anyone's breathe. Hand on one of your thighs, attention never straying from your face whenever you speak.

Spider! Jimin always has been the little actor, you know? He can play whatever role he sees fit. He played the role that made you fall for him <3 The golden retriever boyfriend he knows your mom would love? The respectful, diligent guy he images would win your father down? Anything you can imagine, he knows how to play the role of.

Though at the end of the night, after you're back in your own house, just know Jimin's whiney ass will be complaining, yup yup. He'll demand extra kisses and attention from you. Make sure you complement him over and over again-- lead into telling you ugly things with the prettiest guise over them. Making you believe him.

"Y/N~ C'mon I worked so hard!! Please!! Just one more kiss!! Just one I promise!!" -- Knowing it will never be just one more.

"Mmm... You know... I really don't mind actin' all human like that for you, ya'know? Cause they're important to you... and I want them to like me, too... but you like me the way I am, right?" -- He already knows the answer, of course you do. But he knows what he has to say, the cards he needs to play.

"So... So if you like me for me... then how come you think they won't? You aren't embarrassed of me, right?" -- What? What's Jimin even talking about? He knows you aren't! You love him so much! He's your mate!

"I know... I know it's just... why does what they think matter so much? I love you.. I think that's all that matters... their opinions on us aren't really that important, you know? And... and I would hate it if they make you feel bad about something you care so much about... that makes it sound like they aren't very good friends, you know?" -- Oh. You never really thought about like that... but the more he keeps talking, the more he entangles your brain into his world.

"I'm just saying... maybe you should keep some distance from them. Not in a bad way, mate! I promise! Just until they understand what we have is real. That it means something. I don't want them to ever downplay your feelings about anything!!" -- He sees you falling. Landing where he wants you to.

"Plus~ That always mean you can spend more time with me~ C'mon! One more kiss!! Just one more!!"

He'll keep playing whatever role he needs, just so he can have what he really wants in the end. <33

SO!!!!! TLDR-- Yes!! Spider Jimin can blend in as a human as long as you don't look too close. And honestly, he doesn't really mind doing it-- he thinks its fun to play dress up! Plus, he doesn't care what others think about him, their opinions don't really matter. And he looks hot doing it. But if he sees a way he can exploit it... you bet your bottom dollar that boy is about to 😭😭😭😭😭 love spider jimin bad smh i hope this satisfied any of your curiosity!!!!! MWAH!! Smooch on the lips for u if u read all of this <33

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PART TWO OF GHOSTBUR!!! Since you seemed to like the first one! :D

They all pause for a moment to take in what they just heard.

Wilbur...? Doesn't remember them...?

Tommy is the first one to speak up, sounding more hurt and confused with just an edge of anger to the words. "We...We're your family, Wilbur!! Wil- ...Wil are you-" Tommy doesn't want to believe that Wilbur doesn't remember them, he doesn't want that... "Wil, you better not be fucking with us-" he starts again, sounding more angry, fresh tears beginning to fall. "Cause if you are, I swear to god-"

And he stops as he finds a hand on his shoulder. Tommy turns and finds Techno.

"Tommy...he doesn't remember us Tommy..."

Wilbur shifts around, floating around slightly and awkwardly. "Y-you all seem to care a whole lot..." his hand moves to his chest. "I can't remember how I died...I can hardly remember anything...I'm so sorry if you knew me well..."

Tommy gets angry again- calling it anger is a disservice to the emotional turmoil, he was upset and scared and happy and so so sad- and Techno gets ready to hold him back again when another voice interrupts them.

"Knew you...?" It was Phil... "Knew you??" He pulled up his hanging head and tears ran freely. "Hell, Wilbur- I RAISED YOU!! I know you better than I know myself!! Wilbur, don't you recognize me? Recognize us?" He takes a step toward Wil and so much pain and hurt reflects in Phil's eyes- it hurt to look at them. "Wilbur we're your family! Those are your brothers...!! And I'm-" he remembers the explosion, the pleading of his son- kill me, kill me, please kill me- and takes a shattered breath. "And I'm your father."

Wilbur looks around at the broken family.

A boy who looks as if he once held his entire world in his hands, only to have it melt through his fingers and spill to the floor.

A man who looks like chaos incarnate, now heavy with guilt and shame, a horrible tiredness running through him endlessly.

A boy who looks as though he'd been through hell and back with a smile on his face, still trying to be happy for others around him.

A man who looks as though he had the world. As though he had absolutely everything. And now his everything was gone.

And Wilbur speaks. "Was..." he gulps in a breath at the teary eyes, almost not wanting to know the answer to the question on his tongue. "Was I a good brother?"

Memories flood the minds of the family.

Tommy recalls times of when him and Wilbur would make huge pillow forts when they were younger and of how whenever Tommy was upset, Wil would come up behind him and lay himself over his shoulders in a lazy gesture- not quite a hug, but something that felt the same.

Tommy also remembered Wilbur, eyes alive with insanity and agressive cruelty. The Wilbur that would scream at Tommy and pound his fist against the wall and tell Tommy that he was hopeless.

Techno remembers times in his life where him and Wilbur would sneak out of the house together to go hunt mobs- Wilbur never really wanted to be there, but Techno would never have gone without him. He remembered how when Techno would lock himself in his room and quietly panic, only to hear the calm strummings of a guitar from the other side of the door until Techno calmed down.

Techno also remembered the Wilbur that wanted to blow up Manburg, that wanted Techno's help in it's destruction. The Wilbur that craved chaos and hurt and pain. The Wilbur he had helped to destroy good.

Tubbo recalls times after he was adopted into the family, times where he would struggle with reading and writing and Wilbur would silently walk over and help him. He remembers times when he feels lost and Wilbur would pass by him humming a tune Tubbo would recognize, and soon the two of them would be singing loudly in the livingroom and laugh when Phil came down and yelled at them.

Tubbo also remembered Wilbur, actions shaky and plagued as he spouted on and on about Manburg and L'manburg and would sing stuttering and manic lyrics to a half-finished song and scribling them to a wall of his insanity.

Phil remembered Wilbur, the moment he came into Phil's life, the moments that he would have to wrangle the pure-hearted chaos of the boy with eyes that sparkled with neverending wonder and curiosity and passion. He remembered moments when Wilbur would begin to cry or leave the house telling the others he was "going for a walk" when they all knew he would break down the moment the house left his sight- he remembered the way he once cried for an injured bird when Phil told him the animal wouldn't make it, and remembered the way that Phil wasted a health potion on the little bird that night, just to see him smile again.

And Phil remembered the Wilbur in the control room. His eyes, his voice, his actions- a shattered and twisted version of what Phil had known him to be. The way his voice cracked and the way his eyes were alive with pain and madness and the way he fell to his knees as the home he had built was blown to bits. Phil remembered the way that on his knees still, Wilbur grappled onto Phil's coat and begged him over and over to end him, so much pain and hurt and trapped craze in his voice it shattered Phil.

"Was I a good brother?"

They were silent.

And then a small word from a small boy- a boy now president of a ruined land. "You were the best big brother anyone could ask for, Wilbur." They looked to Tubbo, who hadn't spoken a word the entire time. His eyes still dripped tears, but he had the most wonderful smile on his face. "You were the coolest big brother in the world. Why do you think we're so happy to see you again?" He gave a wet laugh. "Hell, you were amazing! Did you know that you used to help me with my english homework cause I couldn't read? A-and you would sing songs with me when I was sad!! You were the kindest brother a man could ask for."

"For real, Big Man!!" It was Tommy's turn to speak as he tried fruitlessly to dry his eyes. "You don't remember, but you and me made the most massive forts and we would hide there for hours and scare Technoblade!" Tommy laughed fondly. "I remember one time Techno was carrying a stick and hit me on the head when i scared him. You sat down with me and told me that I was okay and that we were gonna whack Techno with a billion sticks when I felt better."

"You..." Techno was hesitant for only a fraction of a second. "You used to help me sneak out of the house and we'd do all sorts of crazy things. You always said you were watching after me to make sure i never got hurt." He gave an amused chuckle at the memories. "You would play guitar in the hallway when i was upset, no matter what time it was. You got in trouble a lot for that, but you never stopped."

"Wilbur..." They turned to Phil as he adressed his son. Phil remembered and remembered and couldn't stop remembering and everything he remembered was good and every single memory was filled with thoughts of Wilbur- that's my son!- even in his last moments, and even the moments after when Phil had known he was long gone but held him closely anyway, he remembered the way he felt. Wilbur had never stopped being his son, Phil had never once stopped loving him. "Are you proud of me, Phil?" And the blonde man let more tears roll down his cheeks.

Phil tugged the ghost man into his arms and held on as if he ever let go, Wilbur really would disappear and be gone forever. "I'm so proud of you, Wilbur..." He spoke into the ghostial yellow sweater his son wore. "You were and still are the best son a man could ask for...i know you forgot that. But you know now and that's all that matters. I'm sorry i wasn't a better father, but know that i am so proud of you...so so proud, Wilbur..."

And Wilbur hugs him back.

It's hesitant, but it's there.

And Phil's other sons will know that as Wilbur embraced his father, tears rolled down his face in an unstoppable flow of emotion that Wilbur himself didn't understand completely, but his brothers did.

Wilbur doesn't know why he was crying. He didn't remember these people. But their emotions and connections were so so strong he felt the hints of distant memories flood him.

Someone giggling as they stacked things together.

Someone singing loudly with him as they danced around a room.

Someone chatting and joking with him under the stars.

Someone there, always always there. They never left...and they loved him so much.

"So..." Wilbur tried to keep his voice even, but found he could not. "I was a good brother?"

He was flooded with more arms- the embrace of his siblings, all shouting and telling him he was wonderful.

Tubbo...he remembered the name and he felt emotions attached to the name and the face, but he couldn't remember why.

Tommy...he could recall emotions attached to that name and was flooded with involuntary emotions when he looked at his blue eyes.

Techno...he could recall the name like an old friend and knew immediately that he was a comrade- a friend- a brother? He knew that name but couldn't understand why.

And Phil...he knew Phil. The memories were so blocked and so fuzzy and he could only just make out a smiling face, but it was Phil. He didn't know why and he didn't know how but he loved that name.

He loved all their names, and was overcome with inexplicable emotions when he saw them.

"...Dad...?" Wilbur finally let the word fall from his lips.

Phil held him closer.

"You were the best son I could have ever asked for..."

(I can keep the story going if you want! I really like drabbling this it's so much fun lol! But for now this is a good stopping place cause the ask is hella long.)

MANNNN I AM IN L O V E. THE WAY YOU RIGHT IS SO NICE AND FLOWY AND IT ALL JUST WORKS SO OERFECTLY TOGETHER! AND THE PARALLELS??? MMMMMMM

PLEASE KEEP GOING IF YOU WANT IM BEGGING

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Thank you for answering my omegas anon sorry for late response. So many great ideas. Love them all. Poor darlings maybe they will be happier once they're bonded. I um wouldn't be bothered by more details on noncon body modification from science facilities I think that's really hot. They definitely got some stuff to increase fertility and make heats longer or more frequent. Mannnn birth control implants are a thing what if they had reverse ones that just released hormones all the time to induce permanent heat. Probably like, expensive and not great for the omega plus caring for them would be a hassle so only the super rich alphas do it.

Orgasm control devices...

I couldnt decide between same hat meme and this one so take this shitty meme edit made on my phone djjfjf. The way that your first ask had me talking about literally the same fucking thing (re: birth control except its heat control instead bc like SERIOUSLY YELLS!!)

Also like omfg. Dude I was the one who left your ask for like. two years. You are Not the slow one here. 😂

(I'll still put this under a readmore tho, is just polite);

Most of this is pretty hypothetical bc I want Marco to be a bad guy but not The Bad Guy you know, and Ace was only in his facility for a little while so no-one had really taken an interest in him, but god.

Heat control is probably one of the most common things Alphas buy; it's the easiest way to train an omega, after all, and even if an alpha doesn't ask for it I can absolutely see trainers facilitating false heat in order to make transitions easier. That long in a fever, in desperation, even if your needs are met? And also the way it'd fry your brain a little too, beyond natural point. ALSO I think in heat the body adapts a little easier. Alphas get knots, why don't omegas have shit - so training them still takes place during heat, at some facilities, especially if the omega's planned to be in heat for more than a week.

But god the omega, being touched, forced to stretch or tied in positions, having hands on them that just ignore what they beg for, the suffocated scent of betas or well-blocked alphas, bitter and useless.

OKAY ALSO WAIT ON BONDS okay okay okay I read this one fucked up fic that is so good and I can't remember it right now and then one of my ChatsTM was talking about mating bites and bruh, omegas and collars; most rich alphas will have more than one omega, because it's more fun, because it's easier, because it shows off how good you are, but bond bites are a pledge; sharing them around without everyone agreeing just makes them bitter and weak and some other worldbuilding stuff that i have for the fic that I'm not going to spoil so most owned omegas wear a collar; no chance of a bond bite when the alpha can't bite the mark, and it leaves them with an easy place to put a name tag. A return to x if found notice that's tight and hard to get off and might run on my bullshit sci-fi fingerprint system, I've just decided snickers.

And on the fucked up fic; to nip an omega's bondmark, to not let them mark you back, gives them an almost-heat anyway. A way to try and entice a permanent mark with whoever comes next. Some alphas only want one omega, and if they're going to be picky, giving them a nip (at like a natural facility) is enough to get that always-wanting, insatiable hollow. Not heat, but a facsimile. Where you can think and hate and want even though you know you didn't want before.

Omegas, of course, are not told about the problem that arises when it's just a nip. It's worse, when the stubborn ones think that it really is biology. That they like all of it, but especially when there's an alpha lording over them. And when they accept it and beg; well, twofold, that the bite fixes both problems.

god inducing a permanent heat though......you'd likely only want one, and I bet they burn quickly, like a flame. So much fun for parties though, and so wonderfully sensitive. Always so desperate to be knotted and bred that they're pathetic and shaking and easy to convince about whatever depraved thing you want them to do. I bet there's specialised toys and bondage for permanent-heat omegas, and alphas have to sign a legal waiver stating they won't return them even after they're useless

Slick as well, they probably need to be hooked up to an IV or something else to make sure they're hydrated, and I bet any other omega they own is "asked" to take care of their fellow; just imagine how they'd stare and be so thankful it wasn't them, but trained to be jealous, to want to serve. I can imagine crueler alphas also using it as a point, as well, to not use anyone else at the time but still leave them teased; you don't get anything or you have to take everything.

ORGASM CONTROL DEVICES ARE LITERALLY MAKING ME YELL THO OK OK. Going into vaguely cybernetics here but oh my god if we just (handwave) and say science has some bullshit that can be a bit like Law's power, specific and low-danger, and the sex trade is so lucrative, everyone is always trying to find ways to make it more fun, to find the next big thing to sell and get rich off of; I want to think these are new, and like heat control, are non-removable. Even if the omega escapes or is taken away by the revo it's dangerous to get it removed....Some having trigger phrases, or buttons, or things they have to do before they're allowed to cum. Omegas with trigger phrases & their alphas falling asleep, well-satiated, or brushing their omegas off, and their omegas pained in frustration, trying not to howl or cry, having been worked and worked and worked to the edge, and having the sensation but none of the release. Always tempted to touch but knowing they can't do shit, held by the order of someone else

If an alpha chooses to do it for days......fuck, passing their omega around to friends or toys and leaving them sobbing, humping a pillow as slick just drips out of them so wetly, so much; just sensation and no relief

Noncon body modification though I just.....I really do have so many thoughts about that, some vaguely gory and some vaguely horny and some that definitely veer between the toy that make me poke my brain, but I will absolutely admit that I'm weak for any sort of lowkey forced feminisation, and I think gender in this world would be different anyway (because like fuck ok primary gender would be alpha / beta / omega, which means gender roles like male / female would be so different, and also I still can't decide if I want alphas & omegas to be So Close that no-one knows what someone will present at (re: genitals) except if they're a beta bc betas only have that sorta afab / amab specific body types but also I'm just a dumb enby and I don't Want to have that in my porn spin off but then I do wildly want a spin from the fic with....it's gender play but in this universe it's omega-play I guess lmao where Marco gets called an omega and treated as one, as for service, and Ace & Sabo get Shanks involved to fuck him, and THAT particular idea has the really nice image of Mar refusing to beg for Shanks to knot him until Ace/Sabo ask him too, but Shanks' knot is already half-formed so when he presses in, too hard and too harsh, Marco almost passes out, and I just think! that I like that mental image nicer if Marco has a cunt! BUT ALSO LIKE! sufferrrrinnng)

anyway rant over back to body mods, I bet it can happen Literally whenever. Omegas leaving the facility are like. Yay. Changes will no longer happen without warning, I will be told- but that is Absolutely not what happens. There are at home kits for alphas who like a personal touch, who want to press needles against their omega's tits and watch them get bigger and more sensitive.

And facilities! Facilities have all the medical gear you'd ever need, if you'd like to have your omega's gag reflex taken away - or even, added back. I will........confess.......I saw this really awesome art of a robot sextoy au esque vibes where they could disconnect the limbs and manipulate them easier, without them being able to move or fight back...Very sorry 😔😔

(but how easy is that for storage, if you just want your omega for sex, and not housework? take them out when needed, put them away when not....

ANYWAY god i hope ur still kicking around anon djhdjhd sorry this took me forever, im forgetful and Always Tired dkjdkj //cry