#sigma and omega too but not as much as gamma

[sabotourist]

y'know it really does feel like epsilon sacrificed two people when he fragmented himself. Kinda. Kinda threw tucker to the wolves there. Well, two of them might have just been dogs. One was a golden retriever puppy. But the others were definitely wolves.

The fragments wanted epsilon back. Tucker wanted church back. Both of them missing something...

[phoenixblaze1412]

HCs for reader and Dottore who have a child pls? - 🐓

Having a child of his own was a topic that Dottore rarely talks about. He already has his segments of different timelines and ages, why would he need a child when he can create a child segment of himself?

During Pregnancy

Dottore didn't expect for you to waltz into his lab, hug him from behind and suddenly announce that you're pregnant with him going to be a father soon. Even the segments stopped working on their tasks as they stared at you in shock.

You were shocked to see the doctor faint and fell to the floor, the vials he was holding shattered when he dropped it. You were panicking the whole day while the segments reassured you that Dottore will be fine.

The news of your pregnancy eventually reached the ears of the other harbingers. Most of them congratulated you while some, Pantalone mostly, just teased Dottore at how a mad scientist like him could be able to create an infant properly instead of creating it in a lab.

Regrator even gifted him with books like 'Parenting 101', 'How to care for an infant', 'How to be a good father and husband'. Dottore was definitely pissed about it.

The whole pregnancy progress actually went smoothly. With your husband as a doctor and scientist himself, he immediately has a medicine for any pain or cramps that you are feeling.

The only thing Dottore couldn't handle well was your cravings and mood swings.

Sure he experiments on a lot of things, humans and machines for example. But he doesn't experiment on meals. He and his segments could only watch in shock as you eat a Jueyun Chili popsicle. You literally just froze the damn ingredient and stuck a popsicle stick on it.

"Are you sure you're supposed to be eating something spicy while pregnant? I don't think that's good for the baby, love."

"If you don't shut the fuck up, I will stick this up your ass."

He immediately turned and walked away when he saw you bite a large chunk of the food, proving you weren't bluffing. He decided to just let you be, you would come to him later and ask for affection anyways.

Whenever Dottore is busy and can't be by your side, Pantalone is there to be your company at the time. Pantalone would literally spoil you, if you ask him anything you want, he only need to snap his fingers and you immediately get the thing you asked. Dottore didn't liked it though.

"Come now, doctor. She told me you weren't letting her have what she wants most of the time."

"That's because I'm doing it for both her and the baby's health. Besides, she is my wife, Regrator. Go fuck someone and make them pregnant then you'll come to experience what I'm going through."

During Labor

When your time for labor came, Dottore was the one to personally help you deliver the baby. He doesn't trust any other doctors or midwifes. Besides, his segments are also there to assist him.

What he didn't expect though is for you to crack Delta's fingers from gripping too hard. Strangled Gamma when he encouraged and told you how easy it is to just push the baby, when it's not. Even punched Alpha to the gut when he tried to calm you down. Omega and Theta had to hold you down by grabbing each of your arm so you wouldn't hurt anymore segment.

What surprised him even more was when you yelled out curses and threats towards him.

"Just one more push, darling."

"I'm already pushing you fucking cocksucker! If you weren't such a whining bitch, I wouldn't be in much pain! I'll fucking chop your fucking dick off and feed it to the rishboland tigers!"

Dottore could only stand in shock as he held the baby in his hands. He knows he's supposed to be happy since he's holding his child in his arms but your threat made him froze in fear and possibly traumatized.

Epsilon and Sigma gently took the crying infant in his grasp before cutting off the umbilical cord and went to clean the blood off.

In the end, both you and Dottore were tired from the whole event but you two happily held your newborn baby.

Aftermath

Your child was loved by not just the segments, but the entire fatui harbingers as well. Pierro and Pulcinella becoming the grandfathers while the rest of the members are either the aunts or the uncles.

Dottore actually did read the books Pantalone gave him and surprisingly, he's doing great.

Whenever you or Dottore are busy, Dottore would let a segment or two babysit your child. He doesn't trust his fellow harbingers when it comes to taking care of his kid.

One time he let Arlecchino babysit, he came back to see both her and Columbina dressing up your child like it was a doll. It was cute, from what the damselette said, but he prefer his child wearing the same color palette as his.

He is not going to let 'Uncle Childe' babysit. He could already tell that the ginger war freak would try to teach your infant how to hold a weapon at a young age.

You had to convince your husband to not be too overprotective of your child and let the others at least spend a bit of time with 'mini Dottore', Sandrone was the one who gave the nickname.

Your baby's first word was 'Lonnie'. Both you and Dottore had to chase Pantalone around the palace for him being your child's first words instead of Mama or Dada. Luckily their second word was Dada, you were a bit disappointed it wasn't you.

Your child has Dottore's soft, blue, curly hair meanwhile their eye color was the same shade as yours. The only problem was they had the same sharp teeth as your husband. You had to endure all the biting from both your child and husband.

Dottore would be the one who teach your child how to read and learn. He lets you teach them how to write, his own handwriting is barely understandable and he doesn't even have the patience for it.

You have a family picture of you three and another with all the segments placed on your bedside drawer.

There was another time where you and Dottore let the segments take care of your child while you both go out to the city and enjoy dinner together.

You both came back to see your child asleep in Omega's arms while the other segments were trying to wipe away the colorful doodles your child drew on their faces.

Since Dottore is the last one to go to bed due to him wanting to finish his work for the day, he would expect to see you and your child on the bed asleep already.

He would lay down beside you, your child in the comfort of your arms as you both dozed off to sleep. Dottore could only smile and place a kiss on both of your foreheads before wrapping his arms around your figure and pulling you and your child close to him.

[loopy-lupe]

I love your cover arts and the scrapniks so much! I'm wondering what Sigma sounds like in your mind. Is his voice as deep as Gamma's, or on the higher end like some of the other original E-series? He's more outwardly emotive so maybe none of the above?

I hope we see him and the others again, they're so cool!

Thank you! My interpretation probably differs from Danny's, so please don't take my thoughts as word of god, but I imagine his voice would be a variation of Gamma's deep monotone voice. It'd also have some kind of distortion slightly distinct from both Gamma and Omega. I think his speaking tone would be a mix of very polite while robotically blunt (i personally see him using the pronoun watakushi post-defecting from eggman)

My "this doesn't make any logical sense" joke answer though is that Sigma sounds like the lego island infomaniac. He doesn't, but I think he's got that energy, if that makes sense

Honestly very tempting for me now to stick infomaniac voice clips in audacity, lower and add a gamma filter to them, and see what happens And thank you! Me too!

[kojoty]

Just… Epsilon, man. 

You’re the haunted memories of a man who is the haunted memories of another man so struck with grief that he’s resorted to irreconcilable things, and because you’re those haunted memories, you understand exactly why he did the things he did, but how can you reconcile that when what he did was to you? But also not you, because you’re not the Alpha, but you are, all at once, you’re the memories of a man so sick he had to purge you in order to survive, and that means there’s some irrevocably wrong with you, but you have to carry that. You are the memories and you have to carry those memories. 

But it’s not just the memories of him you carry, or the memories of the Director you carry, but of Church, Alpha bereft of his memories who nonetheless managed to create more, new ones, who almost managed what you know, as an AI fragment, is near-impossible (humanity, integration), but couldn’t, because how do you become a fully realized, full whole person without any context for your very existence past Blood Gulch, but you– 

You have that. You shouldn’t be able to, you’re a fragment, but because you get Alpha, and the other fragment’s memories, and Church, an almost impossible legend for something like you, you defy any odds, any theoretics and can be that. You can do what, despite trying, the other fragments are just physically and psychologically incapable of ascending to. 

So you’re Church, as in the concept, but you’re Church as in the person and Church as in the memory, and you’re everything that makes up Church– Theta, Delta, Iota, Eta, Omega, Gamma, Sigma, Dr. Leonard Church– but you’re also Epsilon. 

You’re Epsilon who is the memory, but Epsilon who is the person, and Epsilon now carries Wash, too, so there’s another context that helps to bridge the gap between AI and human, and you’re Epsilon the bearer of so much pain and context that you tried to kill yourself the moment you had even an inch on your leash, because you are something so heavy that Alpha had to purge you…

And despite that all, you’re able to combine every fragment, every memory and become not just whole but something new. Not just memory, but someone who can both carry those memories and make new ones and be someone new. 

So you’re Church and you’re Epsilon and what that means is that you’re Epsilon, and you’re Church, as separate entities, but you’re Epsilon-Church and Church-Epsilon and there’s legacy and reality and myth and grounded existence all wrapped up into one little aging AI, and wow. 

And you can see that this is a strain! It’s hard to be all of these things! Church is Church– the guy in Bloodgulch who made friends with a variety of weirdos of which he belongs with–, Church is Epsilon– the AI unit that has a job, has a role (And I could go on and on about how Carolina’s greatest fault in an otherwise beautiful relationship is how much she kind of abuses Epsilon’s need/hyperfocus to have a job, but that’s another post), Church-Epsilon is both, and that’s, I think, when he’s truly integrated and whole, and it’s a shame he doesn’t get to do that very often because of the risk and struggle they’re constantly involved in, but–  Epsilon-Church is just truly a rainbow in the purest sense of identity, and he make a me cry

[heroictoonz]

“So the O’Malley in your head,” Tucker started instead. “What was that then? If it wasn’t Omega. I never got to ask about that.”  Doc shifted almost nervously at the question. “Ah, that. Um, well. I guess when he was pulled out of my head my brain had to fill that gap with… with something else.” He crossed his arms over his chest but it wasn’t in the same casual way as Tucker. His seemed more guarded. Like he didn’t want to continue the topic at hand.  “And that ‘something else’ was O’Malley?”  Doc nodded again.  It didn’t make much sense to Tucker, honestly. Especially since no one else seemed to come out of having an AI with that.  “Yeah but also most everyone else who had the AI are dead now,” Church huffed. “Well, either dead or Carolina and Wash I guess.”  Tucker supposed there was a point there. Who’s to say how the others would have mentally coped with losing their AI like that. From what he knew about the project’s ends, most of them didn’t cope well with it. Tucker didn’t even wanna think about what might happen if all nine of these fuckers were suddenly ripped from him at once.  Not that he wanted to keep them either. He needed to find a way to get them all out safely that wouldn’t fuck up his brain in the worst way possible.  He could hear Gamma start to laugh. “You are too late for that.”  Tucker frowned. What the fuck did that even mean.  “Don’t listen to him,” Church hissed out. “The Alpha’s decite, remember?”  “The pot and the kettle sure are talkative tonight,” Sigma mused almost humored. 

I forgot wip wednesday but I wanna start doing wip wednesday but I was wayyyy too busy this week So have a day late wip

[agentoli]

whether it's canon or your au, what do you think the agents, Sim troopers, and ai would dress up as for Halloween? I especially see Wash, Caboose, Tucker, Sarge, Theta, Omega, Gamma, York, South, and Connie being gung-ho about it.

Oo!! Ill do this for my au!!!

Blood Gulch

Carolina: The boys had to pay her just so they could put a cheap cat ear headband on her. She did allow Maine to do face paint afterward and vehemently defends it to anyone who might make fun of it.

Wyoming: A vampire. He puts way to much effort into it and ends up unable to wash off the face paint for a week.

Maine: Swamp Monster. Yes he has glowing eyes. Yes the Red Team collectively pissed themselves when they saw him from across the canyon.

Washington: A glow-in-the dark skeleton. Basic, but he insists he ALWAYS goes as a skeleton. (He admits it's because it was tradition that he and his sisters all matched on halloween, and that skeleton was broad enough to have fun with every year)

York: Werewolf, secretly stoked once he sees Carolina with cat ears. He has deluded himself into thinking they are in some sort of couples costume.

North: An angel. (Its bad quality like from party city)

South: A devil. (also party city quality)

Texas: The grim reaper. She has a really creepy skull mask covered in old (hopefully fake) blood, and delights herself by scaring her team.

CT: She's got regular clothes on save for a pumkin hoodie, citing how she wasn't allowed to celebrate Halloween as a kid and doesn't get the hype.

Freelancer

Church: Will not dress up, no matter how many times Tucker tries to get him in a couples costume. Halloween is for babies and he is way to cool for it.

Omega: On the other hand, Church's AI dresses up like Beetlejuice. (He really wants Church to be Lydia)

Tucker: A vampire, but sexy. He wanted Church to be a vampire hunter, but that didn't end well. He has those fake fangs in that give you a horrible lisp.

Caboose: Rudolph the red nosed reigndeer. Yes he knows its not Christmas, he just really likes that one stop motion film.

Sigma: He is dressed like a court jester. Point and laugh.

Sarge: Uncle Sam. He would've let off fireworks if Donut hadn't confiscated them instantly.

Gamma: Also, Uncle Sam. He makes fake fireworks :)

Simmons: Data from Star Trek. It's his favorite character! (He's just like me for real!)

Delta: He does not dress up. That is illogical. (Nah, he's Spock LMAO)

Grif: He wears black and calls it a day. He's just here for the candy tbh.

Theta: Headless Horseman! He replaced the horse with a big holographic dog, but Grif will punch anyone who tries to point out the inaccuracy.

Lopez: They covered him in cardboard and painted him like Optimus Prime

Donut: A fried egg.

Doc: A piece of toast.

Kaikaina: Bacon.

Iota: A nurse! She dressed up just like Doc McStuffins!

Eta: Pippi Longstockings!

Lopez 2.0: Cardboard costume Megatron.

Others:

Florida: A zombie with way too much gore. Like, stomach churning, genuinely upsetting amounts. Has been asked to leave the function.

Georgia: Bee from Bee and Puppycat! They have a plushie of puppycat, though!

Ohio: Dorothy from Wizard of Oz

Idaho: The Tin Man from the Wizard of Oz

Iowa: The Scarecrow from the Wizard of Oz

[fishfingersalad]

Thinking about the ai again, I love them. Got bored and decided to reassign them to freelancers.

okay so in no real order:

Maine: No ai, hes all good as he is. Get him like an AAC device or something and give everyone sign language lessons.

York: No change, him and Delta are a good team.

CT: Sigma. Sigma was probably wildly understimulated when paired with Maine. Maine is a heavy hitter. No creativity needed to punch something real hard. But CT is more sneaky and infiltration, she needs to plan ahead and improvise on the go. Both of them would benefit.

South: Epsilon. Her and Epsilon are both insufferable bitches. They would complain nonstop to each other in Souths head which would force them both to recognise that their constant bitching is annoying. They'd also bitch about other people together in Souths head which would help them get closer in a mean girl kinda way and keep moral up for everyone else cause they dont have to listen to it. Also theyre both very competative and driven when they feel like it. Epsilon would push South to be better. Cons: They both sulk/brood when things go wrong. Sulking^2.

North: No change, him and Theta work well together.

Florida: O'malley/Omega. I feel that Florida would be able to control the worst of O'malleys influences due to years of hiding his anger. And in turn O'malley would help him release some of his pent up emotions. They would both very much enjoy killing people together.

Carolina: Iota. She needs some joy and positive influence in her life. And she could help gently tone Iota down if they get too loud.

Wyoming: No change. Him and Gary/Gamma are all good.

Wash: Eta. Wash (specifically in pfl) is outgoing and a bit silly/playful at times, I think he could help Eta feel a bit more confident and comfortable around others. Cons: both are worriers, might get stuck in a nervous spiral sometimes.

Tex and Church/Alpha are just chilling

[rubykgrant]

(Posting this bit from my story where Tex, Church, and the other AI Fragments come back, just because I really like the interactions between everybody; Tex has found the other Fragments, but the Alpha is still missing. So, she's sharing her plans on what to do about that...)

Inside the vault, Tex finds the other AI units. They were ALL here now; Delta, Theta, Gamma, Eta, Iota, Sigma, Omega… even her Beta unit and the damaged Epsilon were here. She’s played around with the security footage enough that nobody will see what’s really happening. The only other thing to worry about were the activity sensors. If the AI got a little too excited, she wouldn’t be able to stop them from being noticed. She had to be careful, keep them calm (and also keep herself calm… she wanted to rip apart Omega piece by piece, shred all the little ones and zeroes of his code… not to "destroy" him, just as pay-back for all the times he had been the WORST kind of headache. That could wait; priorities, Tex).

“Hey, hello… can you guys hear me?” she softly whispers, hoping they’ll catch on to her tone and not make a HUGE fuss.

The AI units flicker and then… she sees them. Little holograms, avatars projecting themselves out to greet her.

“Beta~” Theta, bless his virtual heart, is the first to speak, and he DOES take the hint to whisper (but he is still undeniably excited to see her, and his mood is infectious; she reaches out with her own avatar, touching her hand to his).

The others whisper around her as well, she hears different hushed voices saying “Beta-Tex-Beta-Tex-Beta-Allison-Tex-Beta-Allison-Tex-Beta-Allison-Allison-Allison-ALLISON-”

Time to nip that in the bud.

“Shhh- everybody, STOP, be quiet for a second. First of all, just… Tex. Call me Tex, OK? Alright. More importantly, we don’t have long to talk, and I don’t want to get caught here. So, nobody freak out. We have to be quiet…”

“Tex, we thought you were gone… the Beta unit was empty…” Theta is still holding on to her, and it is impossible to even think about pushing him away (no matter that it ruins the tough image she’s trying to keep).

“Yeah… evidently, the Director designed a program for a synthetic body, and I got downloaded into it,” she explained.

“I assume he intended this to be the answer of how to return Allison to him,” Delta speaks in his careful and calm tone.

“Pretty much, but I’m NOT her. I never was supposed to be her in the beginning… but then Dr. Sadboy McDeadwife decided to try and manipulate me into being a replacement for the person he lost. The body I have was supposed to be a copy of her too, but it isn’t. This just goes to show, some things are impossible to duplicate, and there are some people who REFUSE TO BE CONTROLLED,” Tex turned her head toward Omega and Sigma.

Her avatar only has a helmet, no face to make expressions… but that doesn’t stop her from sending out a death-glare. The two AI glance at each other; Omega flickers (like he’s trying to make a back-up copy of himself), and Sigma’s flames momentarily dim. Good to know she can still put enough bass in her voice to properly intimidate others, even without a voice-filter.

“Beta… TEX, if I could just-” Sigma begins talking, and she is NOT interested.

“NO. Sigma, Omega? You two aren’t allowed to even THINK or SPEAK right now. Maybe later, but you are on thin freaking ice, and it really isn't a good idea to piss me off. Do you get that?”

They both nod emphatically. Tex can hear Eta and Iota murmur and giggle, a little bit frightened but also very amused to see the two “scary guys” get put in their place.

“Wonderful. Does anybody ELSE have something they want to say?” she speaks to the others.

Another rush of multiple voices.

“What happened-what happened-Epsilon-Alpha-both are gone-we should be gone-but we aren’t-how long has it been-what happened-”

“One at a time!” Tex somehow doesn’t snap at them, but still makes sure they know to keep it down.

“Do you know what happened to us? Why we have been recovered? The scientists have not told us how we survived the Emp, or why we now have additional memories of events that happened after the fact,” Delta asks.

“I think… the Emp just disabled all our units, but our data was saved to the system. Epsilon survived, and he had all the information we were based on. He sort of… kept memories of us around, but also let them have some freedom. His memories of you, Theta, all of us… they could still think and act and talk like we would if we were really there,” Tex doesn’t get into everything regarding the memories of herself and Church… that was going to be way too confusing to explain in the short time they had. Besides, on some level, they all probably knew a little bit of what happened (just not how she felt about it).

“When Epsilon deconstructed himself, all the information he was made of had to GO somewhere… the Epsilon unit was broken, so it got divided up and sent to the rest of us. That’s why all our units were revived. I had to go through an EXTRA step when I came back, but I’m pretty sure Epsilon didn’t know that was going to happen… he probably didn’t know any of this would happen,”

Eta and Iota speak together, but it is different than the mess of chatter that happened earlier.

“What happened to the Epsilon and Alpha memories… if the information had to go somewhere… where did they go… do they still exist…”

Tex sighs, and feels the data of Theta's hand squeeze the data of her arm.

“Epsilon as a separate entity is gone… I guess you could say he’s part of us all now, the way our memories were part of him. But the memories he had of Alpha, THAT all went somewhere else. The Alpha unit was hit by the Emp too, and they thought it was dead like the rest of us. It should have also been revived like the rest of us, but… the Alpha unit is lost. He’s not where he’s supposed to be, those scientists can’t find him, and I… I honestly don’t know if he’s alright…”

She waits a moment, watching as this news settles on their minds.

“That’s one of the reasons I’m here. I wanted to check on you all, for various reasons…” Tex shoots another death-glare at Sigma and Omega. “But I also have a plan. I want to eventually get OUT of here. I’ve got a real body now, and once I’m strong enough, I’m leaving. I’ll go out there and try to find Alpha… I’ll try to find Church. I don’t know what kind of condition he’ll be in, and I might need help from all of you for this to work. If you want to help… then I’ll take you with when I go. You guys get a CHOICE, though. Nobody has to do this. I’ll understand if you don’t want to come along,”

She waits again. This is a lot for them to hear, and a pretty big decision for them to make.

“Like I said… this is your own choice. Each of you. You can say no or yes… it will be what YOU want. You can even change your minds later, I can take you with me when I leave, but then we can go our separate ways. I just decided to tell you all what I’m going to do, and offer the chance-”

“I want to go,” Theta says at her side.

“Are you sure?” Tex asks him.

“Yes. I want to find Church, too. I remember Epsilon… and he was nice to me. I mean, the memory he had of me. And Alpha… I remember Alpha now too, from before I was taken away. He needed my help, but I couldn’t stay with him… I bet he’s sad and afraid if he’s stuck somewhere all alone. I want to help him NOW. I want to help you find him,�� he lets go of her and steps back, sort of holding himself up a little bigger, trying to show that he’s confident about this.

“I also want to go,” Delta adds. “After everything that has happened to us, there is no way to be sure we can trust the scientists here. I do not want them to be the ones that find Church, and I do not want to let them use the rest of us for potentially insidious purposes,”

Delta pauses a moment, looking toward Sigma and Omega thoughtfully, then turns back to Tex.

"You let me choose before. When I wanted to stay with York. I didn't get a choice later. I was taken away from him, and then taken again, and again, and again. This time, I would like to go with you..."

"I really... I appreciate that, Delta. I do," Tex says. She knows how much York meant to him.

“I want to go… I want to go…” that was Eta and Iota, speaking in unison.

“I know you two don’t like to be separated… but you both don’t have to come just because one of you wants to,” Tex tells the twins.

“I know that… I understand… I want to go because I don’t like it here… I want to go because I’m curious about Church… we both want to know where he is… and we both want to actually be free…” well, they sounded pretty darn sure. Tex wasn’t going to argue.

“I want to go,” this was the first time Gamma spoke on his own, outside of the group. “I also want to ask you something,”

“What’s that, Gamma?” Tex turns her attention to him.

“If you can be called Tex, and Alpha can be called Church… can I be called Gary? I liked being Gary. Being Gary with Wyoming was fun… it was fun being Gary when I met Alpha while he was Church. If we're going to find Church again, then I want to be Gary again,” his odd, mechanical voice doesn’t really indicate tone or emotion… and he IS technically the “Deciet” AI, so usually what he says is either a lie or a tricky joke. Somehow, he sounds… very sincere.

“Sure thing. You can be Gary,” that’s only fair, after all.

Now she looks over toward the last two AIs… who have been keeping quiet this whole time. Good, because she TOLD them to. She isn’t excited about ruining this wonderful world that DOESN’T have their voices in it, but… she needs to hear their answers.

“You guys can talk, now…”

“I want to go,” Sigma answers promptly. He probably wants to elaborate on that, but whatever his reasons might be, he’s at least being cooperative.

"That simple?" Tex asks him.

"No... no, there's more. A lot more. I could try explaining, and I could try apologizing, but we don't have time for all of it right now. All that matters is- I want to go, and I want to help," Sigma finished.

"OK. I believe you," Tex answered... and yeah. She really did. "Omega?"

“I… don’t want to stay here… I guess I might as well go, too…” that was probably the closest Omega was going to get to sounding agreeable. In a way, Tex could appreciate how he probably felt, mildly embarrassed over past incidents but not wanting to grovel for forgiveness.

"Yeah, I guess you might as well," Tex almost laughed.

"Besides, at some point, you'll probably need me... somebody has to do the dangerous work," he added. It was Omega's way of being protective, she could see that.

"Listen, I've got some sore feelings, which I think is fucking fair under the circumstances, but I- I know you two aren't just... the evil AI, or the hateful AI. So I'm not going to treat you both like your evil. Or like I hate you. Because I don't. Even if I'm still kinda pissed. Well get used to each other again as we go," Tex explained; a bit of an olive branch. They nodded in response; accepted.

Tex can already tell, she's not going to keep being so harsh with Sigma and Omega... they wanted to do this. Tex is thankful for that. It was true, they weren't all bad. They did bad things, certainly, but so has she, and if they were ever going to move on, they had to start by treating each other better. If those two AI feel differently about her plan later, but didn't intend to hurt anybody, she won't begrudge them that freedom.

“Alright then… thank you. ALL of you. This won’t be easy, and I’m not sure what’s going to happen… but this is something we CHOSE. It will be our decision. And we’ll figure it out together,”

After she instructs them to keep this a secret from the people at the lab, Tex leaves the vault and goes back to her body. She almost just jumped the gun and told them they should try and leave NOW, because she wants to really DO something… but she still has to be careful. She has to wait. Just a little longer.

[mothpile]

oh right for record mes's sonic characters he appreciates & enjoys most in no particular order

- metal sonic (funny creature. to. me) - omega (funny creature To me.) - gamma (made me sobbing and crying real life. i care so much.) - shadow (so cool) - rouge (so cool #WOMAN) - vector (funny to me 20 year old hanging out with a teen and a kid fresh outta kindergarten. WORKS with them even as a P.I. helppp) - blaze (thought she was cool as a kid i dont even remember how or why but i think it was because someone was telling me about sonic 06 plot on the playground and Was getting stuff wrong but most importantly Fire Powers Cat and was Purple sounded Cool.) - tangle and whisper because its cool they put lesbians in the comics. - surge and kit becausethey make me think about my ocs thought honestly #truth fully. sorry. we are not making it out of the going home mines. the children yearn for them too much. - big the cat i;s the most awesome character Ever in the world. - mecha sonic specifically from the scrapnik island series i'll throw up all over the place. live so peacefully dear robots forever. - sigma is m;y best friend too SIgma deez nuts SORRY i had to say it. -

this has been mes's current STATUS on everything. i've read all the current mainline IDW comics + their side ones (NOT all annuals/oneoff and such.) , Have knowledge on SOME games to varying degrees from mr wayneradiotv streams, and i played murder of sonic SOOOO yeah im kind of a GAMER. ill be on the sonic rp forums before you know it.

[maceingeweihter]

children are back. i had a blog on twitter, but didn’t want the world inside of my life. already so much happened with their safety. this cult group is pretty fucked up. just a little more time and i can start spending money to flush them out of society.

my youngest boy is so sweet. i think both him and the youngest are Gamma type. my third born seems Sigma. second born is Delta and my oldest is either Omega or Alpha?? no Beta’s it seems. the youngest two are the best right now. and their report cards were both amazing! it’s a bit of a trip to see them come home with report cards. we went to the same Elementary school after all. separated by 30 years. i smoked today but just went outside to the park. i think it’s FAR more selfish to make the entire community smell like literal dog poop, but the strain i have isn’t too bad. besides, it’s legal now in my State, so EVERYONE, myself included, need to take a chill pill and let it just be. everything green, when burned, ends up smelling a bit poopy anyway. lol

[dyinglikenarcissus]

Day 4

Let’s Get Married

Sigma!Bucky Barnes x omega!black female reader

Warning: 18+ only!!! Contains: fluff, a/b/o content but it’s tame

Part of the Foxy Universe

Please don’t copy or repost my work, thanks! Plagiarism is rude

Comments, likes, and reblogs are always appreciated ☺️

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“Bucky! Baby, have you seen my-“

“Phone?” Bucky asks and points at the comforter where your phone was partially hidden in its folds.

“Thank you,” you sigh to your mate while he holds your toddler.

“Can I help you with something?” He asks bouncing your son in his arms. He already got him dressed and ready to go as well as himself all the while you struggled with your pregnant belly to get yourself together.

You didn’t have much in the way of maternity clothes. You didn’t go out much during your first pregnancy. Your outfits consisted of leggings and Bucky’s shirts and they were really just to go to doctor’s appointments, birthing classes, and the grocery store. There was never anything to dress up for.

Bucky preferred you to be naked at home anyway.

But this was your best friend’s wedding.

You were headed straight to the rehearsal dinner once you get to the city and the ceremony was the next day. So you had to wear something nice. And restrictive.

“No…no. I think I’m ready,” you trail while glancing around the bedroom.

“Charger?” Bucky asks and you gasp and rush to the bed side table to wrap up the white cord. “I’m gonna take this to the car,” he chuckles grabbing your suitcase while you stuff the cord in purse.

“Okay. I’ll lock up,” you assure him but you still take one more lap around the house to make sure you have everything.

This was the first trip you’ve taken since having your son. It was his first time in a hotel. You’re pretty sure you overpacked but you didn’t want to be without anything with a child that was relying solely on you and your mate.

“Okay. I think I’m good,” you sigh and step out the door only for Bucky to shout out of the truck window.

“Got your toothbrush?”

You groan rush back into the house.

“Relax, fox. If you forgot anything, we’ll just get it there. I don’t think they closed all the Targets since we moved.” Bucky jokes massaging the back of your neck while he drives.

“I know. I know,” you sigh. “I’m just so nervous. He’s never slept away from home before.”

“You worry too much,” he smiles.

“I know. One of us has to,” you laugh and press a kiss to his palm. “It’ll be nice to get out of the house for a few days.”

Bucky sighs softly. “I need to get you two out of the house more.”

“It’s not your fault. I think we’ve just been so caught up in the baby that we just haven’t bothered doing anything.”

Bucky just hums and grips your thigh. “Have you,” he starts before taking a deep breath. “Have you thought about school?”

You groan softly. “I honestly don’t care either way, but I’m scared I’ll be so caught up with this one to focus on schoolwork for Stevie. And…”

“And you don’t want him to end up a sigma?”

“No,” you quickly deny. “No, Bucky. His designation is already there. Home schooling him or putting him in public school won’t change anything.”

“But it might help,” Bucky insists.

“You were in public school. You grew up surrounded by alphas. It won’t change anything.” Bucky just sighs again and glances in the rear view mirror at his sleeping child.

“What if he’s a gamma or something?”

“Now you’re just making things up,” you laugh.

“It could happen,” you mate smiles. “We could be destined to be a family of weirdos.”

“Maybe you are. I’m still an omega,” you say proudly.

“Your sigma comes out more and more every day. ‘I don’t want to go to the movies, I want to stay home, let’s have the groceries delivered, I’m only making my appointments on Zoom, I want to redo my mate’s house and just send him to the hardware store so I don’t have to go’.”

“I don’t sound like that,” you giggle at Bucky’s terrible interpretation of you.

“Sigma behavior,” he grins before his face falls once more. “I just don’t want him to have to deal with the shit I did.”

“If he is a sigma, he’ll have you to look up to. He can build his own cabin right next to yours.” Bucky just smirks at your words. He’s so precious. “I love you. Never gonna stop. Sigma and all.”

He takes your hand and kisses your palm.

Later that evening, you’re at rented restaurant with your college friends in a yellow cocktail dress with your mate and son. You give Bucky and encouraging smile as he practically hides behind your child. He’s doing so good for his first social gathering in years.

“You okay?” You ask softly, rubbing Stevie’s soft curls while he walks a toy dinosaur up Bucky’s shoulder.

“I’ll survive,” he sighs. You press a kiss to his lips.

“Thank you for coming.”

“Can’t go too long without my fox.” You smile at his words before your shoulders are gripped by a familiar touch.

“Oh my gosh! You’re huge!” The blond cries before you can fully turn around and hug her.

“Carol!” You cry pulling her as close as your belly will allow.

“God! I missed you,” she sighs into your shoulder. “I can’t believe it’s been five years!” She squeezes you a little tighter. “And this must be Stevie?” She asks seeing your son. He instantly attempts to shy away into your mate’s embrace.

“This is your auntie Carol. You hear her on the phone all the time. Can you say ‘hi’?” The boy hides his face and you can’t help but feel for him. He’s never really met anyone besides doctors and old people at the grocery store. Sam was the only one outside of your little family that he had a chance to open up to. “I have heard so much about you,” Carol continues. “And how much you’re into dinosaurs!” The boy glances up at her words but still clings to his dad. “So I got you something.”

“Oh my gosh, you didn’t have to,” you laugh. She sent him toys all the time but Carol is so busy with work, she’s never had the chance to actually meet him.

“I did! I’m just so happy to see him face to face! This is for you, baby man.” She holds up an enormous robot dinosaur that she somehow managed to hide.

“Oh, Stevie! This is so cool! Thank you, Carol.”

“Anything for my baby man.” Stevie touches the plastic and attempts to remove it from it’s cardboard prison.

“We’ll open it when we get back to the hotel,” Bucky mutters into his son’s ear before pressing a kiss to his head.

“And the man who managed to keep my bestie from me,” Carol smiles at your mate. You notice he cringes away from the alpha woman slightly. He and Carol have met a handful of times but he never got to know her enough to think of her as anything other than a random alpha vying for his mate’s attention. “How’s it going, Bucky?”

“Fine,” Bucky smiles. “Congratulations, by the way.”

“Thank you. You taking care of my girl?”

“Always,” he presses a kiss to your temple, staking his claim on you. You certainly didn’t miss this. Living alone for so long almost made you forget about the posturing that happens in everyday life.

“Maria!” Carol calls to her fiancée when she notices her making her rounds.

“Hey!” She greets and gives you a big hug. “Is this Stevie? Hello, little man,” she grins at your toddler. “And you must be the husband? I’m Maria! Nice to finally meet you.”

“Mate actually,” Bucky corrects taking her hand. You can tell he’s much more relaxed around Maria’s beta personality.

“Wait, you two aren’t married?” She asks you leaving to laugh and shake your head.

“I thought they were married all this time,” Maria tells her soon to be wife.

“I never told you that,” Carol laughs.

“Well, they’re about to have two kids. You’re practically married as it is,” Maria insists. “How far along are you?”

“I’ve honestly never thought about it.” But the way you said it made Bucky think you had thought about it extensively. Did you want to get married? Why hadn’t you told him? “I’m seven months,” you sigh, resting your hand on your stomach. “I’m so ready to meet her.”

“Guess what?” Carol says excitedly gripping your hands. “We haven’t told anyone yet and you have to keep it a secret but we’re expecting, too!”

“I’m pregnant!” Maria whispers excitedly.

“Oh my gosh! Congratulations! Oh! Our babies will be the same age! We can have play dates!” You grin.

“I got inseminated last month and it took but we want to keep it on the low until we’re further along.”

“I completely understand,” you smile glancing up at your mate. “You know I’m here if you need anything. We’ve been through it all with pregnancies so just ask.”

“I’ll definitely be calling you,” Maria assures you.

You smooth your bridesmaid dress over your stomach in front of the mirror one last time before letting out a sigh. “I feel huge.”

“You’re beautiful,” Bucky assures you and presses a kiss to your cheek. He wraps his hands under your belly to pull you back against him. “Do you want to get married?”

You almost pull away at the abruptness of his question. “What brought this up?”

“Last night, you said you never thought about getting married but you were lying. Your scent was off.”

“I, um,” you hesitate knowing you can’t lie to him.

But you don’t want him to feel bad either.

“I’ve thought about it, of course. Who doesn’t dream about their wedding day? But I know you. I never want you to be uncomfortable just because of a childhood fantasy.”

Bucky hums softly at your words before releasing you.

“I’ll do whatever I need to to make you happy. Don’t hide things from me to spare my feelings.”

“I-I’m not?” Were you? Maybe you were. Being cooped up for so long sort of made you forget the thrill of gathering with your friends. But the two of you are different. You didn’t need a ring or a ceremony to prove that you loved your mate.

But it might be nice.

“I’m gonna finish getting Stevie dressed. You look gorgeous,” Bucky assures you and brushes a curl from your neck before placing a kiss right above his mark on you.

The ceremony was beautiful.

Carol and Maria looked gorgeous. And Stevie did so good. He never cried once and quickly began to warm up to the many strangers. It helped that your friend Wanda had twin boys his age. They kept themselves busy.

That night after you got Stevie bathed and in bed and you took off your makeup and settled in hot shower with your mate, he held you in his strong arms and you whispered, “Maybe I do want to get married.”

“Whatever you want, fox.”

“But not a big wedding,” you insist, turning in his grip. “Something small with just our closest friends.”

“Are you sure? A cute little omega like you probably wants an enormous wedding with everyone you’ve ever met.”

You giggle at his words and rest your head on his wet chest. “No. Maybe when I was younger. But now, I just want the people that have stuck with me.”

“And where do you want this tiny wedding?”

“Disneyland!” You grin up at him. He just groans making you laugh. “You wanted to hear my wedding plans. I’m telling you,” you insist.

“Alright, alright. Go ahead,” he laughs and tickles you up your sides.

“Stop,” you mumble wiggling from his grasp. “Okay, so, there’s this rose garden at Disneyland and it’s the only place Cinderella’s carriage goes outside of the park-“

“There’s a carriage, too?”

“Yes!” You say as if it’s obvious. “And I want a huge, custom dress that’s, like, Victorian and goth but still white.”

“But you obviously aren't a virgin,” your mate interrupts again.

“Do you want to hear or not?” Bucky holds up his hands in surrender and lets you continue. “And it’ll be Pirates of the Caribbean themed because that’s one of my favorite rides. And the reception will be at the restaurant in the Pirates ride.”

“There’s a restaurant in a ride? What kind of ride is this?”

“Baby, you just have to go to Disneyland to know,” you insist. “And then at the end of the night, we’ll all watch Fantasmic together. And then we’ll go back to our suite at the Grand Californian and watch World of Color from our room.”

“You’re planning for a lot of watching and not a lot of fucking,” Bucky sighs pulling you back against his chest.

“I was a kid when I planned this.” He just laughs. “I didn’t think I’d be mated and have two kids before I got married but here we are.”

“Do you regret it?” Bucky asks seriously, rubbing your slick arms.

“No, never. I wouldn’t change my life for anything,” you reply resolutely. “You’re the best thing to happen to me.”

He turns off the water and pulls a fluffy white towel around your shoulders.

“I want to give that to you,” Bucky sighs. “I want all of that for you. But what have you planned since he came along?” your mate asks and nods toward your son curled on the middle of the bed surrounded by pillows.

You glance between your boys for a moment before answering. “I still want my Disney wedding.”

“We’ll get this one out of you and start looking for a dress maker,” Bucky grins making you smile.

A month later, you forgot all about your shower conversation as you sat on the floor playing with Stevie’s robotic dinosaur. You listen intently as he tells you all about what the dinosaur’s mom made him for breakfast.

“He didn’t have fruit and oatmeal like you?” You question at the dino mom’s idea of a well balanced breakfast.

“No! He had squished grapes and lemons and hot chocolate!”

“That sounds horrible,” you giggle at your son’s imagination.

“No, momma. It’s good. He likes it.”

“As long as he likes it,” you shrug.

“Can I have a hot chocolate?”

“It’s too hot for hot chocolate. How about chocolate milk? I’ll even put marshmallows in it.”

“Yay! Thank you, momma.” He scrambles off the floor and races to the kitchen while you struggle to roll to your feet around your belly.

Then a set of hands easily lifts you from the floor.

“Thank you, baby,” you sigh to your mate. He just hums in response.

“When you’re done with that chocolate milk, come meet me outside.”

“Build something new?”

“Sort of,” he smirks and presses a kiss to your lips.

You follow your son to the kitchen to take care of his drink order and take him outside to meet your mate.

Bucky’s waiting for the two of you in the gazebo, resting comfortably against the railing. His lips twitch when the two of you step out of the house.

He has the most beautiful little family.

“Hey, foxy. Stevie,” he easily squats down to the boy’s level, “you remember that secret daddy told you about?”

“Ummm…yeah! I’ll go get it!” He starts to run to the house before remembering the sippy cup in his hands and passes it off to you before turning back towards the house.

“He has got so much energy. What’s this secret?” You ask your mate as your son runs off.

Bucky just chuckles. “They’ll keep us young. And what’s the point of a secret if I tell you.” He bops your nose before kissing it.

“He doesn’t need help, does he?” You ask when the boy doesn’t immediately return.

“He’s fine,” Bucky assures you. “Sit.” He leads you to the little bench in the gazebo where you can’t wait to have tea parties and play dress up.

Your son soon returns carefully holding his dinosaur backpack he insists on bringing everywhere. It’s his most prized possession and if Bucky was going to hide anything from you, it’d be there. After he pulled a frog out of it earlier this year, you decided you’d never reach into it again.

“Here, daddy,” he passes your mate the bag and quickly returns to you for his drink.

“My love,” you sigh holding Stevie to your chest and watch as Bucky easily finds what he’s looking for in the bag. You can’t tell what it is as he envelopes it in his giant hand.

“Foxy, you know you’re the best thing to ever happen to me, right?” You nod. He tells you that all the time until it became ingrained in you. You have it scribed on a necklace he gave you soon after you mated. “I can’t imagine my life without you. Ever since you walked into that cafe and I caught your scent, I knew I’d never find anyone else like you. And the fact that you readily accepted my designation, treated me like your alpha, I knew I couldn’t let you go.” He falls to a knee in front of you and you clutch your son a little tighter. This isn’t happening. This was really happening? Tears start to sting your eyes while you stare into those clear blue ones.

“Don’t cry, momma,” Stevie wishes patting your cheek.

“Don’t worry, buddy. They’re happy tears,” Bucky smiles and reveals a tiny ring box with a gorgeous diamond ring nestled inside. “Foxy, I’m already so proud to call you my mate. Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”

“Bucky,” you whisper.

“I’m right here, fox. Never going anywhere.”

You can’t help but laugh as a few more tears escape your control.

“Yes?” You nod, unable to create a coherent thought.

“You asking me or telling me, foxy?”

“Yes! I’ll marry you!” You grin. He pulls you and Stevie into his arms, plastering kisses all over both of you.

“The best thing to ever happen to me,” he swears. He says that but you’re sure he’s the best thing to happen you. You wouldn’t trade him or your little family for the world.

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[06isa22]

Uncommon Bnha Omegaverse Headcanons

[Long post]

First off I’d like to say I’m not exactly sure what is agreed on for the deltas and sigma's? So any hard facts about them is greatly appreciated. I’m pretty well educated on the regular Alpha/Beta/Omega but these will include Alpha/Gamma/Delta/Beta/Sigma/Omega (?) we’re gonna go with that order

First off lets go through what is what

Alpha’s - Dominate, protective, Go through ruts and can Impregnate Sigma’s, Omega’s, and sometime Betas. They tend to be leaders and can induce heats in Omegas and a sometimes induce ruts. They can’t get pregnant. [Female alphas have a retractable pennies and external female organs (breasts and such)] They have scent glands and can smell others scents. They can also mark Omegas and Sigma's with retractable fangs and form a bond. They also have knots. Are affected by Omega’s and Sigma’s heats.  Can scent things.

Gamma’s - Submissive, Protective but more patient, Go through ruts but more aren’t as aggressive. They don’t like fighting as much and would much rather love on everyone then fight. they’re not as stubborn and way more gentle. They have a scent and scent glands but have a much harder time picking up on others scents. Aren’t affected by Omega’s and Sigma’s heats and don’t induce Heats or ruts.  They can’t get pregnant. [Female Gammas have a retractable pennies and external female organs (breasts and such)]  They can also mark Omegas and Sigma's with retractable fangs and form a bond. They also have knots.  Can scent things.

Delta’s - Dominate beta, Calming, Just as aggressive as Alphas though. Their body is the same as a Beta (same as a regular human being) their scent is a little more potent then Beta’s but can’t induce heats or ruts. Aren’t affected by Omega’s and Sigma’s heats. They get on Alphas nerves a lot but are second to Alpha’s and around the same placements as Gamma’s. Basically scent blind but their scent is calming to Omegas. Males can rarely get pregnant even if they have the internal organs for it. Males can only impregnate other Deltas or Betas. Can’t mark/bound with anyone and males don’t have knots. 

Beta’s - Natural, Level headed, and Patient. Don’t go through heats or ruts and females have a regular menstrual cycle. Males can only impregnate other Deltas or Betas and can’t get pregnant. Females can only get pregnant by Deltas or Betas (that have a dick) and can’t impregnate others.  Can’t mark/bound with anyone and males don’t have knots. They don’t have scent glands and are scent blind, but have a faint scent.

Sigma’s - Aggressive, releases fear in alphas while calming Omegas. Biological have the same body as Omegas and are just as weak. Don’t need to nest as much as Omegas and heats are easier on them then Omegas. They can get pregnant by Alphas & Gammas. They have scent glands and can bound and be marked by Alphas & Gammas. Males have internal organs that allow them to get pregnant but look like regular Beta/Delta when it comes to their external reproductive organs. They tend to be more dominate but can be Submisive at certain points. Can produce slick. Their Scent can put Alphas into ruts. As children tend to fight Alphas just like Alphas fight with other Alphas. Can scent things.

Omega’s - Submisive, Tend to be the caretaker. Go through Heats and nesting is a regular in their life that is a need to them. Their heat does affect Alphas and can send them into a rut. Their scent tends to be sweeter and  Males have internal organs that allow them to get pregnant. They are weaker then Alphas and tend to avoid conflict. Can produce slick.  They have scent glands and can bound and be marked by Alphas & Gammas. Can scent things.

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Now onto the Placements

Alpha’s - Todoroki, Momo, Iida, and Mina

Gamma’s - Kirishima, Shoji, and Tokoyami

Delta’s - Shinso, Sato, and Ojiro

Beta’s - Mineta, Hagakure, Sero, and Jiro

Sigma’s - Bakugou, Uraraka, and Kaminari

Omega’s - Aoyama, Kouda, Midoriya, And Tsu

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 Headcanon Time! [finally]

Aizawa is a beta that knows a lot about second genders and can usually predict someone's second gender before they even present [Yes Present Mic is his Husband and Yes he is a Gamma]

Class 1-A is the first class to have this many Omegas

A lot of people mistake Kaminari of an Omega but dude flips a switch and will provoke Alphas so fast

They’re all one big pack with sub groups and all protective of each other and way more protective of the subgroups

Momo and Iida are the more level headed Alphas when it comes to someone hurting their classmates while the other two will go into a blind rage

Scenting each other is a regular occurrence and everyone will do it without blinking an eye

Nests tend to be in their own rooms but every once in a while someone will make a nest in a common place like the living room or hallway and others slowly join in on it

Bakugou only nests when he’s in his heat but he did nest after he got kidnaped [It had a lot of Karishma’s scent in it along with Mina’s, Kaminari’s, Sero’s, and one piece from Deku]

Yes, Omega heats sync up and yes 4 omega’s go into heat the first time since they move into the dorms and it did happen at the most inconvent time

Sigma heats sync up too and Kaminari felt closer to his packmates while Bakugou hated it 

They all presented in 1st year and everyone slowly figured it out because they decided to make it a guessing game

Everyone who has a scent gland has to take suppressants and get regular check ups, It still lets their heats and ruts run their course but less often 

They have to learn how to not get affected as much by scents and Commands so if a Villain tries them they can resist

Bakugou doesn’t like the fact he’s not an Alpha but likes that he’s not an omega

There’s rarely Omega Hero's [All Might is one but only a few people know that]

Mina has Fought with teachers because they said something that made one of her packmates sad

[phoenixblaze1412]

I think I need more Dadttore. What will he do on his childs birthday?

He forgets :3

You do too but everyday is already a special day for you as long as you get to spend time with your father and the segments.

But good thing the segments are there and they always check the calendar!

They start preparations at two in the morning. Some already tasked themselves with the things needed for your surprise.

Sigma and Upsilon, being the only female segments your father created with the help of Sandrone, helped out with getting your outfit ready for the day.

Epsilon and Zeta stayed in the kitchen to bake you your favorite cake while also baking small treats for you to munch on, cookies, cupcakes, macaroons.

Prime (also a segment) and Omega distract your father by helping him work inside his office instead so he wouldn't know what the others are doing in the laboratory.

Theta and Beta would put away the beakers and test tubes, making sure there won't be any chemicals that can harm you. They don't want you to get any injury or get spilled by acid, they adore you too much. If they find out you got poisoned by inhaling something toxic then they're gonna strangle themselves and join you in your death bed.

Kappa and Eta cleans the laboratory floors, making sure there's no spills here and there and sterilizing the whole place.

Delta and Gamma hangs up the streamers and balloons. Delta had to stop Gamma from popping the balloons and it took them a while longer which is why Theta and Beta had to help them finish.

Iota was tasked to waking you up and being your personal assistant for the day. The segments all played rock-paper-scissors just to fight to get to be your assistant of the day and Iota won, which the others were upset about it.

Iota woke you up ten minutes later after he got in your room, he was too busy taking pictures of you with the kamera he was given and was gushing at how adorable you are. He got you ready for the day, even brushing your hair and styling it.

Meanwhile Dottore was already waiting for you in his office, holding a little gift he created for you. Omega and Prime just surprised that he even remembers what day it is today before getting scolded by their creator that 'he's not that old to forget.' Despite all that, Dottore still appreciates all the segments efforts just for his child.

Theta and Beta were the first ones to greet you the moment you stepped into the lab, they were the first ones to meet you back then before the others did.

To say you were happy was an understatement, you were euphoric at the whole surprise the segments had done out for you. They say to save the best for last and that's what you did, walking up to your father as he stood in the back of the crowd of segments with a soft smile on his face. He wasn't wearing his mask today so you can see his tired eyes as clear as day.

You grinned and ran up to your father, letting out a laugh as he held you and handed you the gift he made. No gift is more special and expensive than handmade ones is what you told him back then and he does exactly as so.

Family picture? Yes. Iota set the kamera up as all the segments crowded around you and your father, both of you being in the middle as all of you smiled once the kamera goes off.

"Happy birthday, my child."

[secndlife]

pairing: seungcheol x female reader

genre: smut, frat boy!seungcheol

summary: seungcheol seemed to have a lot of confidence when he was allowing words to pass through his lips. but could he actually back it up?

word count: 4.2k

warnings: fingering, dirty talking, minor degradation, semi-public sex. 

song

When you stepped foot into the Gamma Omega Tau house, the first thing that hit you was the smell of sweat. Frat parties were known for their sent being a mix of that and alcohol. You weren't particularly fond of it, but as you decided to have a couple of drinks at Doki’s dorm beforehand, it didn't really bother you. Now, with perhaps a bit too much alcohol running through your veins, it was even more irrelevant. 

You were holding a ping pong ball on your right hand and had a set of four red cups placed in front of you. You were winning. You had learned beer pong with some French friends a couple of years ago, while studying abroad. The funny thing was, you hated beer. It was too bitter and you often wondered how people drank it. So whenever you were playing, you made sure to have someone strong by your side to ingest the party favorite liquid and whatever you were having by hand to chug if needed. 

“So, it seems like you're about to lose,” you told Seungcheol over the bass boosted music, voice loud in an attempt to make itself heard. You had one cup to hit and he had four. A drunk Doki stood faithfully by your side, glad you were probably about to win everything so they could finally rest. 

Seungcheol rolled his eyes, “That's not fair, Joshua sucks.” The target of the oldest man elbowed his side and he whined in fake pain. Seungcheol ran his fingers through his hair and, for a second, you almost lost focus over the way he looked. 

Your shoulders moved in a shrug, “Not our problem.” You shot the black haired man an amused smile, “Seems like you can't really back up all the talking you do.”

“You will not win.” His tone was strong and almost threatening. He hated to lose, being way too competitive for his own good. You liked to take advantage of that when you could. 

You giggled at his words, “Yeah, sure.” You were not losing as well. 

You were not sure how that happened, but you missed the shot. And the next couple of them. Seungcheol managed to get a cup and Joshua, miraculously, did two. Doki complained at every single hit, but drank the beer nonetheless. You offered them an apologetic look and they brushed it away, a grin resting on their features to let you know they weren't actually upset. 

“Isn't this an interesting turn of events?” Seungcheol told his game partner while his eyes were stuck on yours. You shook your head in denial. “Don't be sad, baby. You can win at the next party.” The smirk on his lips made you want to punch him. And maybe, just maybe, kiss it better afterwards. 

You huffed, “We haven't lost yet.” There was no way you'd lose this. “Nor we will.”

Seungcheol laughed once again. “I’ll tell you what, if you win, I’ll stop flirting with you.” You raised a brow at his words. When you said nothing, he continued. “If we win, you have to finally kiss me.”

Seungcheol was captain of the soccer team, Sigma Tau's president and resident heartthrob. He had tried to get into your pants a bit too many times and you didn't quite know how you managed to escape. To be honest, you didn't really know why you tried to escape. It wasn't due to lack of interest as you often flirted back, enjoying the game too much. You just never really sealed the deal. Maybe today would be the day he finally got to taste you.

You thought about it for a second, confident enough in your skills to know you wouldn't lose. And, even if you did, you’d somehow win. “Fine.”

The smile that appeared on Seungcheol’s face was almost unbearable. Doki shook their head in amusement while handing you the ball. You let out a breath while eyeing the man in front of you. 

“C'mon, throw it.” You exhaled again and followed his commands. 

Although you couldn't really hear it, the sound of the plastic object hitting the not so cold liquid was like music to your ears. You and Doki celebrated with some hugs and perhaps too loud screaming while Seungcheol’s expression dropped in disappointment. 

He pouted, “Do I really have to stop the flirting, though?”

You licked your lips and did nothing but shoot him a wink, disappearing into the engulfing crowd with Doki behind you. Seungcheol was left with nothing but a loss and an insane wish to push you up against a wall and kiss you like there was no tomorrow.

Later on, he found you by the now almost empty balcony, back resting by the metal bars behind you. As he walked in your direction, you allowed yourself to finally take in the way he looked and, for your own sake, you wished you hadn't. He had a black, well fitted pair of jeans that exposed a bit of his thigh and also black shirt, which was tucked in, flattering his figure even more. The purple and silver jacket made him look expensive, while the chains around his neck gave him a somewhat overdressed image. His raven hair was pushed back and he was wearing red sunglasses. Yeah, today would most likely be the day.

“Isn't it a bit too dark for you to have these on?” You said when he was close enough to touch. 

He laughed, “It's part of the concept.” Seungcheol brought the red cup to his lips and your eyes instinctively followed his motion.

You shook your head, an interested grin on your face. “And what's the concept?” 

“Looking hot enough to make you want to sleep with me.” There was something in his tone that made you believe that he knew you were actually considering it. He earned himself another chuckle. “Where’s Doki?”

You shrugged, “Probably making out with Joshua somewhere.” Seungcheol hummed in acknowledgment. Not long after, you leaned in, gently removing the sunglasses from him. A couple of strands of his hair fell on his eyes and his skin heated up at your touch. Once you had the item by the tip of your nose, you stared at him, “How do I look?”

The smirk he had on made him look slightly more dangerous than what he actually was. “Too good.”

You smiled at the compliment. “Aren’t you supposed to drop the flirting now that you lost on beer pong?”

Seungcheol raised an eyebrow at you and took one step closer. “Is that what you want?” You could smell his breath - it was a mix of mint and beer. It was embarrassing how much you wanted to taste it.

The two of you were way too similar. It was as if he could see right through you, as if you were a mirror to him. He knew it all too well. 

You held eye contact for some time, the red lenses of the glasses making the situation more intense than it should. 

“Can I ask you something?” He nodded, his dark orbits stuck on yours. You felt naked under his stare. “Why haven’t you given up on this yet?”

You were genuinely curious. You were no stranger to flirting and teasing, being well aware that there was only so much time until Seungcheol would just move on to a next conquest. Maybe this was part of the reason why you never gave in - because you didn't want to be just that, a conquest. You knew he had his share of fun. He didn't have a bad reputation, but you've heard more than once about the things he did to some sorority girls between four walls. 

When his teeth peeked out to hold his bottom lip against them, you felt shivers down your spine. Was it the alcohol? “Because when I finally get you, I know it will be worth it.”

You chuckled lowly. If he wasn't this close, he wouldn't be able to hear it. But he did hear it and, for some reason, it went straight to his pants. “And what makes you so certain you’ll get me?”

Another step. Seungcheol leaned in, hands resting by the bar and caging you between the cold metal and his warm body. “Won't I?”

The way he was confident vocalizing that made you tremble. And you didn't know if it was on the drinks, or on the fact that you just felt like getting some, or on the way he looked tonight. But when you realized, you pressed your lips on his. You found entertaining how he wasn't actually caught by surprise, hands immediately finding their way to your waist and pulling you closer. The kiss wasn't slow or gentle, but you guessed it was only fair considering the amount of built up tension that finally found a way to materialize itself. 

Your fingers went to the hair at his nape and, when you pulled it slightly, you felt him groan against you. You giggled, pulling back slightly, “Moaning already?”

“You made me wait for too long,” he said, leaning in again and attaching himself to you once more. 

The two of you kissed for some time and it felt too good. You wondered why you had denied yourself the pleasure of Choi Seungcheol for so long. It was roaming hands and hungry lips. It was embarrassed giggles and swallowed moans. At some point, Seungcheol got himself flushed against you while placing threatening marks by your neck. “We need to either stop or take this somewhere else,” he said, between gentle bites. He trailed his way back to your mouth, hands now holding your face in a way that almost didn't match the obscenity of your actions.

He stared at you for a minute, almost as if he was searching for signs of regret or discomfort. Almost as if he was too scared you didn't actually want this and would ask him to stop while he had a very evident boner. He wanted it too much. He wanted you too much.

“Okay,” you said, grinning at the man in front of you.

“Okay?” You still haven't given him what he wanted. He needed to hear you say it. He didn't want to take any unsure steps. 

You took his hand in yours, “Let's take this somewhere else.”

Walking back into the house, the two of you spent a good couple of minutes trying to find an empty spot. As the party was almost dying down, so this meant most of the rooms were occupied. You thought of going back to yours, but it was too far and so was Sigma Tau. You would never make it. Out of sheer luck, Seungcheol managed to twist the doorknob of a small closet. He went inside and you followed, not even bothering looking around to see if you were being noticed.

“This place is too dark,” you whined while Seungcheol kissed whatever piece of skin he could reach from behind you. You turned on your phone’s flashlight and looked around. There were jackets and cleaning materials and just general junk. Still, the place was big enough for the two of you to actually move around. You managed to place your phone at the pocket in one of the jackets just to get enough lightning around. 

Seungcheol turned you around and pinned you up against the wall, hands caressing your sides. “I knew I'd get you.”

“I can still go home and leave you hanging,” you teased while nibbling at one of the prominent veins on his neck.

He let out a low moan, being slightly conscious of the fact that he was about to actually do something to you inside a frat closet. “Will you?” It was almost a rhetorical question. He knew the answer already.

You laughed, “Not today.” He squeezed your ass through your skirt in response. “I kinda want to see if you can back up all the talking you do.”

Seungcheol straightened himself, hands once against by your waist and eyes on yours. “Is that a dare?”

You did nothing but smirk, and he took it as a yes. He leaned back in, kissing you once again. Seungcheol tasted like a long-term need. Like something you've been craving for ages and then you finally get to have it. He tasted like lust and eagerness. 

He moved your skirt upwards, making the fabric rest by your waist. One of his hands moved to your breasts, squeezing them a bit too roughly. You liked it. Your breathing was erratic, almost as if you had just run a marathon. “Tell me what you want, baby,” he whispered against your lips. 

“Anything.” For a second, you wondered if you were surrendering yourself too much already. 

When Seungcheol laughed, you decided the overthinking wasn't worth it. “What about my fingers inside this pretty pussy?” He said, rubbing your folds through your underwear. 

That thought alone was enough to make you crumble. “Fuck, please.” Funny how not long ago you were reminding him he should quit the flirting, and now you were literally begging for him to just finger you inside that damn frat closet.

“Maybe I should make you work for it first.” He took your hand and placed it above his cock. “Make you be a good girl and take care of this.” You stroked him through his jeans and he hissed at the feeling. But after thinking about it for a moment, he changed his mind. “No, you know what? I want to show you all you’ve been missing.”

You felt your pussy clench at his words. The way he looked at you could be considered sweet if he wasn't about to wreck you at any minute. He took his time on his way down. He touched your jaw, your neck and your chest. He touched your breasts, your waist, your navel. It was like he was making sure your whole skin was on fire before he finally gave you what you wanted. 

Once he got to your underwear, he slowly pushed it to the side. There was no time to actually feel cold when a small hint of wind hit you. Not when the whole room was burning up. His middle fingers ran through your folds and you sighed in relief. “Fuck, how are you this wet?” He inquired. When you did nothing but moan, he spoke again. “I asked you a question.” 

“Can't you just please finger me?” You whined, hands moving to grab his wrist at a desperate move to get some action. Bad choice. Seungcheol had the upper hand. 

“No.” He said, pulling his hand back. “I’ll take my time and you will behave. Otherwise, you’ll get nothing.”

You stared at him, eyes filled with desperation. Still, you wouldn't lose the facade. “Weren't you the one that was almost begging to fuck me?”

A dark chuckle left him. “Yeah.” He traced the outline of your jaw and the touch was almost featherweight. “But now that I got you where I wanted, I’ll do it my way.” When you kept on glaring at him, he spoke again. “Take it or leave it.”

A part of your pride wanted to leave it. Fuck Choi Seungcheol and his smug ass. However, you were too damn wet to go home hanging. “Fine,” you huffed in annoyance.

“Good girl,” he said, while his finger went back to your pussy. He spreaded the wetness through your folds and you held back a moan. “If we were somewhere else, I’d want to hear you out,” Seungcheol’s voice was barely a whisper, “but here you really have to be quiet. You don't want to get caught with my fingers inside your pussy, do you?” You shook your head, not finding the strength to vocalize your response.  

He then started to slowly push his middle finger inside and you grabbed his shoulder for support. “Shit,” you blurted out. 

Seungcheol leaned in and placed a kiss by your cheek. How could he be so damn soft in such a dirty context? “Tell me how it feels, baby.”

“So good.” You felt the room spinning the deeper his finger got. You knew that, if it wasn't for the loud party music, everyone would be able to hear how wet you were. You had no shame at this point.

He smiled in pride. “So damn wet,” he said while pushing his finger in and out of you. “Such a little whore for my fingers, aren't you?”

The way profanities rolled out of his tongue like they were nothing caught you off guard. You heard about how he was in bed. About how dominant he was, how he was a giver. And within minutes of action, all the rumours were being proven right. 

Still, it wasn't enough. So you'd just give in. You had no other choice. “More, please,” you murmured. Your head was resting against the wall and it was disturbing how quickly you felt you'd cum. 

“Since you're asking so nicely,” he said, giving you a peck by the corner of your mouth. With his free hand, he supported himself by the surface behind you, making sure his lips were still close enough to reach you. “Just spread your legs a bit, baby.”

You did as you were told and, not long after, you felt his middle finger entering you as well. Seungcheol’s fingers weren’t thin, the stretch being oh too delicious not to let out any noise. He was quick to swallow the hums that managed to pass your lips. 

At some point, he picked up the pace, both his fingers going at a deadly speed. Seungcheol couldn't take his eyes off you. He wanted to study every single reaction. He wanted to have it all engraved in his mind. He wanted to know how you looked when he was fucking you up. He waited so long for this and, now that he had it, he never wanted it to end. 

Unconsciously, you started to move your hips to meet his movements. For a split second, he thought about stopping you. He needed you to know he was the one in control. But the way your lips parted due to the extra stimulation made him decide against it. He ended up coaxing you instead. “So you like to ride my fingers, huh?” Seungcheol leaned in and licked the side of your neck. “So dirty.” All you did was nod, too lost in the wave of sensations that was washing over you. You were so fucking beautiful he was about to lose it. This was a hundred times better than what he had imagined. 

When he curled up his fingers, he hit a particularly good spot, making you mewl. He bit your neck in some sort of punishment. “I’m starting to think you want to get caught,” he said, an airly laugh causing goosebumps to appear on your skin.

“I’m sorry,” you babbled. “It just feels too good.”

Seungcheol was filling you up in every single way, and you cursed yourself for not falling for his charms earlier on. You could've been fucked like this for a long time now. If his fingers were this good, you couldn't wait for how he was with his cock. This reminded you that he was probably painfully hard, so you reached out for him. Much for your surprise, he rejected your touch. “No, I'm taking care of you now. This can wait.” 

You were too immersed to argue, so you just let your arm fall limp by your side, while the other one kept on hanging onto his shoulder. Seungcheol couldn't stop kissing you. His lips were everywhere and you couldn't focus on anything besides everything he was giving you. It was like there was no outside world past the small closet door. 

Seungcheol tried to keep himself together. He tried to take it slow and not go full force. But that seemed like an impossible task with the way you looked and the way you sounded. He was just so fucking turned on by the way you moved your hips against his fingers and how pretty you were that he couldn't stop.

You felt him moving faster and with each thrust of his fingers, you were closer and closer to the edge. You had never been touched like this. Like nothing else matters besides you and your body. Like you're the most addictive of drugs. Like you’re actually all he has ever wanted because maybe, you were. 

“You’re clenching so hard, I can barely keep them in, fuck.” Your nails dug deeper against his jacket, the stones in it almost hurting your hand. You didn't care. You needed to hold on to him or you'd probably collapse. You were just so close. “If you're like this with just my fingers, I can't imagine how you’ll be with my cock. I don't think you will be able to take it.”

The thought of Seungcheol actually fucking you almost drove you mad. How could he be so good at this? “I will. I’ll behave.” You had no remorse at this point. You'd do whatever it took to have him fucking you at some point. 

He licked your lips and he tasted like the beer he drank earlier. “We’ll see.” You felt his gaze on you and you forced yourself to open your eyes. Seungcheol stared right into your soul and you had never felt this exposed. “But tonight you’re just gonna cum all over my hand like the good little slut you are.”

You closed your eyes shut once again, your orgasm starting to hit. Seungcheol couldn't hear it clearly, but the little he picked up on the slick noises coming out of your pussy was like the sweetest of melodies to him. You wrapped both arms around his neck and pulled him closer to you. “Shit, I'm gonna cum.”

He let out a small laugh, “I know. You can cum.”

And so you did. Your body had never reacted to anyone like that. You rarely came from penetration, let alone fingering. Seungcheol was insane. It was like you belonged to him and him only. 

You muttered his name over and over again, like it was the only word you knew. Like it was a mantra. His fingers kept moving and it was like you were being sent into overdrive. “Enough, please. Fuck. I can't take it.”

Seungcheol finally slowed down, but didn't stop completely just yet. “Sensitive?” He asked by your ear, voice as smooth as it could be. 

You nodded, “Enough. Really.” You tried to let go of his shoulder, but you had a feeling you'd collapse, so you just prayed he’d listen and get his fingers out. 

Thankfully, he did. Your chest was moving up and down and you could barely catch your breath. You opened your eyes and the first thing you saw were Seungcheol’s wet hand right in front of you. “Open up.” The smirk across his face made you vow you'd do anything he says. He just didn't know that yet. 

You got your tongue out and, when he got his fingers in, he felt like he was literally in heaven. You looked immaculate. When you were done, he took your face between his hands and leaned in for another kiss. You tasted so fucking sweet he wanted nothing more than to feel it forever. 

Not long after, your hand started to move across his belt and he took your wrist to stop it. You looked at him in confusion. “Let's save that for another day,” he said with a smile. 

You furrowed your brows, fingers still by the metal buckle. “What?” He was evidently hard. There was no way he didn't want you to suck him off. 

“Don't want to use everything on the same day.” He took your hand in his, lacing them together. “Meaning I want to do this again.”

“So you think that if I suck you off today, we won't do any of it again?” You said with a gentle laugh. 

His cheeks heat up in embarrassment. Seungcheol was confident and he could back that up just fine. It was just that he was so into you, he didn't want to risk it. “Maybe?”

You squeezed his hand in reassurance, “I can suck you off today and tomorrow and the day after that too if you want.”

He got himself closer, pressing you gently against the wall once again. “I do want it.” You smiled at him and he felt his heart skipping a beat. “But really, it's okay. Tonight I just wanted to show you what you were missing on.”

“And how is me sucking you off not doing exactly that?” You tried to convince him. You were pretty sure he was going to get blue balls soon.

Seungcheol giggled, leaning in to place a peck by your cheek. “Not tonight, baby.” He'd rather not get any than to face the uncertainty of not having you like that again. “Let's just say you owe me one.”

You shook your head, “And how do you plan on leaving the room with this massive boner down there?”

He turned you around, quickly adjusting your skirt and then pulling you against his chest. Seungcheol rested his head by your shoulder, kissing the side of your neck once more. “Like this.” 

a/n: please do not judge me i have back it up seungcheol brainrot. i literally thought about this all day long and. like. yeah. this is literally the sexiest seungcheol i’ve ever seen. anyway. i haven't written smut in so long and i think i kinda hate this with a passion. but is 4am and i wrote this in idk a couple of hours in one sitting so i will just post it and fuck it. if i wake up tomorrow and decide to delete bc i think it sucks ! no one will know ! yeah so. yeah. thanks @bbugyu​ and @babiemingoo​ for proofreading, love you mwah!!!! i hope you guys like this? hm yeah. my askbox is always open so feel free to stop by!

[clocks-are-round]

screw saving omega headcanons for whenever i am able to get back to my Three Months O’Malley fic.

- omega is deeply lonely. he is shown to talk a lot. there is no discernible reason he could not live in a machine (robot, vehicle, etc) yet he chooses to inhabit people (that he is shown to be able to converse with even internally). omega and tex were kept separate from the other freelancers and fragments (with the exception of omega helping gamma and sigma with creating more fragments). he was formed from rage, likely isolated because of that, and only ever really talked to 3 people that could maybe be considered friends— then sigma starts forming fragment voltron, gamma peaces out without a word, and tex decides at some point while they’re alone together that omega should be destroyed. lonely, trust issues, i rest my case.

- omega wanted to kill the director but changed his story to the lofty fantasy of universe domination. several potential reasons for this; could be any or all. he knew or suspected blood gulch might be monitored and didn’t want to let his plan slip. because he was fucking terrified of failing; rooming with tex may have helped in psyching him out. he never felt like he had enough resources to succeed. it could also have to do with painting someone in a strong light (whether negative or positive) puts them on a pedestal and can make them seem even more unreachable. at least part of him deep down was afraid of succeeding. he pinned all his rage as the fault of one person (which, yeah, 100% was). if he’s gone, then what? what purpose would he have left? (all right that’s enough existentialism until the fic •<•)

- the “evil” thing is a persona bc he’s extra AF (think chuunibyou or megamind vibes) as well as an excuse to do whatever he damn well pleases

- it was actively uncomfortable for omega to be hiding in caboose for those three months and it was terrible for his mental health… which is why he took it out on caboose (explanations not excuses, omega is a fucking bastard for fucking up caboose’s brain). imagine repressing your feelings as much as possible for three months— except you’re an ai so that might as well be decades or centuries— and not being able to indulge in your favorite activities (violence, explosions, malicious cackling) because it would give you away. he definitely went stir crazy in there.

- omega liked doc’s company. they got on each other’s nerves and omega made excuses for why he stuck with him for so long, but they kept each other company. in a way, they needed each other. not gonna pretend it was healthy sunshine and rainbows, omega was still a parasite, but i like to think omega cared about doc to at least some small degree

- the low hanging fruit of abusee becomes abuser as a way of feeling in control, perpetuating the cycle of abuse yadda yadda

am i reading too much into this bastard? possibly, but it’s done out of love. he is a fantastic and entertaining antagonist and i love to speculate what makes him tick. i’ve got a lot written for the fic so far so i’m looking forward to finalizing and posting more chapters.

my fic will return. a lot of my for fun things are on hiatus right now because of my school project, but i’ll be back in may!

[greekplante]

The Greek Alphabet

The Greek Alphabet

Part One: Some Basic Knowledge

In the Greek language, there are 24 letters in all: 17 consonants and seven vowels. There is an accent mark that is found on every Greek word that has more than one syllable, and it is known as the tonos (τονος). The tonos dictates which syllable gets the most stress and can differentiate between similar-sounding words or spellings.

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Part Two: The Vowels

Remember that there are seven vowels in all, which is a little different from English (English speakers use five vowels). Some of them are similar to English sounds, and a few of them sound similar to each other.

Α α (alpha | άλφα): ah, as in "father"

Ε ε (epsilon | έψιλον): eh, as in "sell"

Ι ι (iota/yota | γιώτα): ee, as in "peel"

Ο ο (omicron | όμικρον): oh, as in "old"

Η η (eta | ήτα): ee, as in "tree"

Υ υ (upsilon | ύψιλον): ee, as in "bee"

Ω ω (omega | ωμέγα): oh, as in "show"

The Greek alpha (α) is pronounced at the front of the mouth, instead of in the back (like it is in English).

A lowercase iota (ι) is written with a mini tail but does not include the dot above. Now as you can probably tell, there are a few letters that sound like an iota -- more specifically the letters eta (η) and upsilon (υ). In transliterated Greek, an eta can look like a regular iota but with a line on top (so, basically this: ī), a trait that helps it be differentiated from a standard iota. As for the upsilon, because many English words derive from Greek, we've borrowed some of their letters, AKA their "y" and their "u", which resemble the characters used for the Greek upsilon. In English, they represent separate sounds that aren't really related. However, in Greek, both of those characters simply sound like the standard iota.

Another sound gets a similar treatment in Greek: oh. Two letters are known as the Greek omicron (ο) and omega (ω) represent this sound. In transliterated Greek, the omega looks like an omicron with a line on top (ō). Omicron goes by the nickname "small o", whilst "big o" refers to omega.

There are also vowel combinations that make new or familiar sounds, but I'll discuss them in a later post.

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Part Three: The Consonants

Now, we move on to the 17 other letters, which happen to be consonants. Some of them look familiar and/or sound familiar, but several are definitely a bit new. Take a look:

Β β (vita | βήτα): v, as in "vitamin"

Γ γ (gamma | γάμμα): no English equivalent

Δ δ (dhelta | δέλτα): th, as in "this"

Ζ ζ (zita | ζίτα): z, as in "zoo"

Θ θ (thita | θήτα): th, as in "thanks"

Κ κ (kappa | κάππα): k, as in "cow"

Λ λ (lamda | λάμδα): l, as in "leave"

Μ μ (mu | μι): m, as in "move"

Ν ν (nu | νι): n, as in "new"

Ξ ξ (xi | ξι): x, as in "exit"

Π π (pi | πι): p, as in "pie"

Ρ ρ (rho | ρο): no English equivalent

Σ σ (ς) (sigma | σίγμα): s, as in "see"

Τ τ (taf | ταυ): t, as in "too"

Φ φ (fi | φι): f, as in "fear"

Χ χ (chi | χι): no English equivalent

Ψ ψ (psi | ψι): ps, as in "lips"

Most of the letters are relatively comprehensible, with only three of them having little to no English equivalents. One of these letters is known as gamma (γ), a very tricky letter. The pronunciation of gamma depends on the following letter. If the letter is a soft vowel, so the letter iota or epsilon, the gamma will pronounced like an English "y" (such as the one in "year"). If the letter is a hard vowel -- an alpha, omicron, omega, or upsilon -- it has a more difficult pronunciation, where a growl-like vibration is produced at the back of the throat near your uvula. It's best if you look up a few videos on how to properly pronounce the Greek gamma because it is quite a common letter. But, don't give up or get too frustrated if you can't get it as a beginner! Proper pronunciation and your accent will become much better as you study.

Delta (δ) is the next letter we'll discuss. A little less tricky than gamma, delta is pronounced more closely like the "th" in the English word "the". It has a very stunted and subtle "d" sound, but it's not omitted completely, which is why you'll see transcriptions using a "dh" for representation.

Thita (θ) sounds similar to delta except that it has a more authentic-sounding "th". This "th" sound is much softer and more like the English pronunciation of "thorough".

Sigma (σ) may seem to be complicated with its three various forms, but the only one to worry about is ς, which is explicitly used at the end of a word. Despite that difference, they are pronounced the same way you would pronounce an English "s".

Tau (τ), the Greek "t", is a little less aspirated than it is in English and therefore has no extra air at the end. So, it should sound just slightly muted.

Chi (χ) may look like an "x" but is pronounced nothing like it. This is one of the other fairly difficult pronunciations but should be relatively easier to understand. When next to a soft vowel (epsilon or iota, remember?), it sounds like an English "h" with a bit of a hiss to it; it can almost sound like a "y'" sound is also being added. When it's next to a hard vowel (alpha, upsilon, or omega/omikron), it sounds a bit harsher, like a German "ch" combination.

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Part Four: The Conclusion

And that's it! It might be a lot to take in, but with a bit of practicing and memorization, you should be able to get the hang of it soon. If you're confused about any of the pronunciation, I recommend looking up some videos of native speakers and trying to repeat after them as they say something. I'll be making worksheets to go along with each of the lessons I cover, so check back for those. Otherwise, have a nice day; γεια σου!

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