#they'd be so tired

[soaps-mohawk]

I know you've talked about what would happen if two alphas were around for one omegas heat, but I was wondering what would happen if it was the other way around?

if there were 2 omegas and one alpha and one omega went into heat, would the other omega stay? are heats kinda like periods and if two omegas are in the same pack they 'sync up'? or would the omega in heat see the other omega as competition for the alphas affections? also, would it be easier for 2 alphas to be around each other in rut if there were also 2 omegas in heat?

So, if two omegas are in close proximity and one goes into heat, if the other doesn't leave the area, they will also go into heat, even if they're not close to when their next heat is supposed to start. That's why institutes basically isolate omegas in heat. One could trigger all of them.

It is possible in larger packs for omegas to "sync up" since length between heats vary omega to omega, so there will be a point where they happen at the same time, but it wouldn't be like every time unless you put them together every time one goes into heat (which would be really hard on their bodies and cause a lot of issues in the long run)

Typically, if there's more than one omega in heat, they'll keep them separated, unless there's only one alpha. It would be fine for the omegas to be together in heat, but would be very taxing on the alpha since there would be almost no time for breaks. That's why most alphas won't claim more than one, maybe two omegas. The alpha would need a whole team of betas, or involve the betas in the heat just for their own sanity.

It still would not be safe for there to be two alphas in close quarters with two omegas in heat. They're still going to get very territorial, even if there's enough for both. They won't be thinking rationally like that and will attack each other if one gets too close.

So yeah, if there were two omegas in heat, they'd keep them separated to be with their respective alphas in safe areas, or there would be one poor alpha trying to take care of two omegas together.

[letmetellyouaboutmyfeels]

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[rochenn]

Neat how both Cody and Obi-Wan are absolute bruisers when push comes to shove. Something about being composed and professional while also having a talent for inflicting blunt force trauma. Rocking up to the Star War with nothing but your fists and winning (most of the time)

[flwrkid14]

A Love That Hurts: Tim and Danny’s Toxic Tango

It didn’t start like this.

In the beginning, their love had been easy. They found comfort in each other—a soft place to land when the rest of the world felt too sharp. Tim loved Danny’s laugh, the way it lit up a room even when everything else felt dark. Danny adored Tim’s quiet strength, the way he always seemed to know how to pick up the pieces.

For a while, they were each other’s saving grace. Tim helped Danny feel grounded, giving him the stability he hadn’t known since Amity Park became more battlefield than home. Danny made Tim feel alive, like he wasn’t just another cog in the Bat-machine—like he was someone worth loving.

But that kind of love is hard to hold onto when you don’t know how to nurture it.

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The cracks started small: an offhand comment here, a tense silence there. They chalked it up to stress, but the arguments began to escalate, unraveling the love they’d built. Neither of them knew how to fix it, so they didn’t try.

One fight bled into another. Danny’s voice was sharp. “They’re my friends, Tim. Something you’d know about if you still talked to yours. When was the last time you even answered Cassie or Steph? You’re too busy trying to fix things that don’t need fixing.”

Tim didn’t hesitate. “And when was the last time Val actually came through for you? She’s got her own problems—why does she need to patrol with you? Are you just keeping her around for the nostalgia? Or are you afraid of letting her go?”

Danny’s lips curled into a bitter smile. “Right, because you’re the expert on letting go. How many of Kon’s clones are you going to try to ‘save’ before you realize it’s never going to bring him back?”

Tim flinched, his voice low and venomous. “At least I don’t run back to my exes when I feel like I’m losing control. What’s next, Danny? You calling Sam and Tucker to bail you out?”

Danny laughed, hollow and sharp. “You really think I need them? I’m here, Tim. With you. Maybe if you spent less time in your spreadsheets, you’d see that.”

The fights always ended the same: one of them storming off, slamming doors, followed by hours of silence. When they apologized, it wasn’t about fixing anything—just avoiding another explosion.

Neither could admit the truth: they weren’t protecting each other—they were just too afraid to let go

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Danny didn’t just distance Tim from his friends; he actively cut them out. He deleted Cassie’s texts before Tim could see them, until eventually, she stopped trying. When Tim noticed, Danny shrugged. “She’s probably busy,” he said casually, though his tone left no room for argument.

Tim didn’t push. After all, he wasn’t innocent. When Val invited Danny to patrol with her, Tim was quick to sow doubt. “You really think Amity Park can’t survive one night without you? Or is it just about her? Seems like you don’t trust me to be enough.”

Danny hesitated, his frustration visible, but he stayed. Over time, Val’s invitations stopped, and Danny didn’t ask why.

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Sam and Tucker’s visit to Gotham was no different. Danny had been excited to see them, but when the weekend came, Tim hit a low point.

“Do you really need to see them right now?” Tim asked, his voice soft but pointed. “It’s been rough lately. I thought you’d want to focus on us.”

Danny faltered, guilt creeping in. “They already planned the trip…”

“And what about me?” Tim pressed, his voice taking on an edge. “Am I supposed to just sit here and wait while you run back to them? Is that what this is?”

Danny canceled the plans. He didn’t explain, just sent Sam a curt text: Can’t make it. Something came up. He ignored the flood of concerned messages that followed, shoving his phone into a drawer.

When Tim noticed the tension, he didn’t comment. Instead, he doubled down. “You’re better off without them. They don’t understand this life. Not like I do.”

Danny nodded, even as the distance from Sam and Tucker grew into something he didn't know how to bridge.

Tim wasn’t immune to Danny’s tactics either. Bruce invited Tim to family dinner, but Danny’s reaction was immediate. “You’re seriously going to leave me here? After everything?” he asked, his tone more accusation than question.

“It’s just dinner,” Tim said weakly, but Danny’s narrowed eyes stopped him.

“Right. And how long before you’re ‘just’ staying overnight at the Manor? Before Bruce drags you back into his plans? You think they care about you? They care about what you can do for them.”

Tim stayed, sending Bruce a quick excuse. When Dick called the next day, Tim brushed him off with a clipped, “Busy.” Danny noticed the tension but said nothing, a smug satisfaction flickering in his eyes when Tim didn’t bring up the family again.

When Damian later referred to Tim as “too busy playing house,” Danny felt a pang of guilt that he quickly buried under pride. At least Tim was his, now.

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They were each other’s shields against the world, but it came at a cost.

Danny missed Sam and Tucker fiercely but couldn’t bring himself to reach out, not when Tim would undoubtedly notice. Tim felt the growing distance from the Bats like a weight he couldn’t shake, but he didn’t try to repair it—not when Danny so clearly needed him more.

The truth was simple and ugly: they weren’t protecting each other. They were controlling each other.

Danny missed the Tim who made him feel safe. Tim missed the Danny who didn’t flinch at “I love you.” But neither of them could stop. Because if Sam and Tucker weren’t there for Danny, and the Bats weren’t there for Tim, they only had each other.

And maybe that was the point.

[levemetal]

Dual calamities Qijiu AU save me.... save me Dual Calamity Qijiu...

Yes they are wearing each other's former coats/outer layer and tons of matching accessory and garment pieces why do you ask

Details under the cut/Rambling ahead

Dual calamities AU, post pidw. SJ kills himself on the shards of Xuan Su by swallowing them. Qijiu end up entwined into one ghost amalgamation, their combined regrets hatred spite and resentment and everything creating a nearly supreme/calamity level ghost. They go off indiscriminately murdering in the demon realm in a mindless unaware rampage, consuming ghosts and demons alike and becoming stronger until they are strong enough to be aware once more.

Luo Binghe becomes aware of the new calamity too late, due to his distraction with the Bingge vs Bingmei extra happenings, and ends up regretting it as he fails to catch up to them time and time again, despite attempting to chase down the new calamity that slaughtered half the demons in a mindless rage.

It could go down the Bingqijiu path or be simply Qijiu retreating somewhere to live in peace. Maybe being annoyed later on by Hua Cheng and/or He Xuan, maybe even Bai Wuxiang once. They kick Qi Rong off a mountain once, when he comes to annoy them for the title only to prove that is not a calamity (unfortunately for him, ily stinky green ghost). SJ is gonna have the time of his life roasting his ass. Qi Rong will leave both in pieces and tears.

Their only disadvantage really is that they cannot seperate too much, physically. But I imagine after being in each other's brains after the soul merge they don't particularly care to be (nor would they want to be. This is Qijiu we're talking about.) It's Qijiu's codependant dream. Xuan Su sewed them together and actually they are very very codependant and possessive after everything so this is just fine. They probably even have a Xuan Su blood weapon, that heeds both their commands and calls. While fighting they synchronise, with YQY being the strength and SJ the brains.

I imagine YQY is able to conjure the arrows that pierced him as spiritual projectiles, and SJ chains that bound him in the water prison. Their strength was cultivated by absorbing and devouring other ghosts and demons.

@ace-shenanigans came up with the lovely title "jade dragon stalks bamboo" which is a much better title than I could ever hope to come up with. Thank you for listening to my mad ramblings

I've been wanting to draw and think on this for a while, of how grotesque to make the initial ghost + the later higher cultivation form. But basically the kiln and everything would count them as one ghost, probably a dual title too. They'd be like a myth amongst the realms, retreating to a comfortable mountain peak with bamboo, occassionally off to hunt down slavers.

[arttsuka]

Some past fiddlestan? (Like Ford just went through the portal. He gone now. Past. Yk?)

The mystery misery yaoi

[misteria247]

Okay, lowkey. I'm fully convinced that the mystery trio from Relativity Falls and the mystery twins from Gravity Falls would be absolute menaces to society if they ever met. Like Stanley, Ford, Fiddleford, Dipper, and Mabel would be unstoppable if they ever met. A hurricane of weird, loud, colorful, and adventure wrapped into five kids.

Their guardians would know no peace. They'd just age 50 more years as soon as something crazy happens. Stan and Mabel are cheering in the chaos sometimes or freaking out when things go haywire while Dipper and Ford are torn between amused and concerned. Fidds is just vibing or anxious cuz damn these kids attract trouble like it's nobody's business.

[loganslefttit]

Just saw this post about Mobius's kids seeing Loki in his Asgardian attire and now I can't stop thinking about them meeting loki and being like

Kids: “Are you a girl or a boy?”

Loki: “I'm a god. God of mischief and stories.”

Kids: “OUR STEP-PARENT IS THE GOD OF MISCHIEF AND STORIES?????”

Mobius: “I think it's a little early to call-”

Loki: “Yeah and also I can turn into a snake, wanna see?”

[flowerakatsuka]

they should be in da cluuuuuubbbb

[thekittyokat]

you ever just have a lot, a LOT of feelings all at once about a character and not even remotely enough words or brainpower to FORM the words to describe everything you're feeling. so it feels like you may explode. yeah

[galaxywhump]

Whumpee whispering "I want to go home".

[beaft]

every time i tell my mum about a personal difficulty i've faced due to being trans she's like "well you can't complain, you chose this" and i'm like. alright. technically true, i suppose, but also not the most tactful or helpful thing you could have said in the moment

[sae-mian]

《benediction/malediction》

thinking on ways to cause the blorbos more trauma, as usual, when it occurred to me... dying at the end of shadowbringers? really, truly saved their life.

i got to thinking. what if they hadn't died? what if elidibus had never taken their wings and dealt that fatal blow? all that pain and suffering they were carrying never would have found a release - would just keep mounting through post-shb, endwalker...

and the thing is, i don't think they'd snap, per se. it'd probably be more like a gradual realization: the world is broken, and people are going to keep breaking it - no amount of mercy or kindness will change this. but they have more than just mercy, and kindness. they have power - a lot of power, and it only grows greater with time.

they can change the world by force.

they have to.

right?

PS: bonus shots because i edited them so. why not

[beedreamscape]

It's always "you're cool" this or "you're pretty" that and never "You're the first flower of my house and the best cavalier we've ever produced, you're our triumph and the best of us all."

[fitzselfships]

Zooble doesn't mind sitting with Wafflez and listening to them vent. They'll reassure them that they still love them as many times as they have to <3

Proshippers/adjacent dni. 100000 shark attack 🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈 also Zooble self ship doubles dni

[nyamcattt]

i saw a tweet someone made once that said, "moira and mercy bring that divorced energy that makes everyone uncomfortable." and they were so right!! there's even this voice line between them and wrecking ball 😭