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rwbyrg · 13 days

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So, we can all agree that when Oscar eventually gets his semblance, it's going to have something to do with Ruby, right? And I'm not even saying this from a shippy lens. Kid has an immortal wizard move into his brain at 14 that he can't kick out, immediately becomes a child soldier, lives through a train crash, countless grimm fights, crash lands a plane, gets shot in the chest, falls for - quite possibly - a few kilometres after blowing up a hole in the bottom of a military compound, gets beaten up and abducted by a goopy grimm super monster, magic blasted by his headmate's ex-wife, tortured and beaten up by a man six times his size, fights off Salem again to save his friends, and not ONE of those instances has been stressful enough to awaken it.

But both times he's talked about his semblance manifesting, it's been with Ruby. The first is in v5 after they spar and Ruby cheers him (and Jaune) on about getting there one day, while Ren makes a comment saying:

"One common philosophy is that a warrior's semblance is a part of who they are".

The second time is in v7 when Ruby does something new with her own semblance and Oscar asks if she's always been able to do that. Eventually leading to him lamenting again about how he's not unlocked his yet while everyone else's are evolving. And it's Ruby that responds with:

"Well, I'm sure we'll all be jealous when you do (figure it out)".

And then, from both Ruby and Oscar's perspectives, we are shown their attachment to each other. Ruby throughout V9 with Neo's illusions, and Oscar with - many instances - but especially in the recently released epilogue where he speaks at her grave. And in this speech we're reminded of that attachment as well as his struggles with identity. Specifically how those two things are intrinsically linked together:

"You always believed in the best. Saw people for who they really were. Some of us... don't know anymore. "

Oscar can't grasp his own personal super power that's "a part of himself" when he doesn't know who he is. He's losing himself to the merge, the boundaries of where he ends and Oz begins are blurring by the day, and he's only 15 and still growing into the person he could become. And the one person that was always certain of who he was, always made him feel like he was his own person... isn't around anymore. So he feels even more detached from his identity and the parts that comprise it than ever before.

But she returns in Vacuo before their final fight, and his semblance has been teased too many times to never appear. So my current guesses are either:

he's going to unlock it under stress to save Ruby from certain danger, because he "lost her once and won't risk it a second time"; or

he's going to unlock it in a different, maybe even quieter moment, where - once again, thanks to Ruby's certainty - he starts feeling like himself again.

Only one way to find out.

#greenlight volume 10 #as to guesses on what his semblance will BE #well #that's a different meta entirely #rwby #oscar pine #theories #rwby theory #rwby meta #meta #analysis #not technically #rosegarden #rwby rosegarden #but i'll tag it anyway

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scuderiadream · 6 months

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reader x oscar piastri

⊹ ࣪ ˖ summary : oscar and y/n has been friends ever since their childhood but as time grew their feelings grew too but they're too afraid of losing their friendship, eventually they take a leap of faith and risks everything

⊹ ࣪ ˖ faceclaim : sabrina carpenter

⊹ ࣪ ˖ author's note : sorry for not being active these days lolol i've been busy lately anyhow, happy reading this friends to lover au! <3

ᝰ 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

oscar piastri was regarded as one of the most gifted drivers on the circuit in the thrilling world of formula 1 racing, where emotion and speed meet. he lived a life of adrenaline and triumph, surrounded by the sound of roaring motors and the smell of burning rubber. but despite the fame and glamour, there was one person who saw oscar differently - y/n, an ordinary girl who had been his friend since childhood.

oscar and y/n had many adventures together while growing up in a tiny town, and their bond changed as time went on. over time, their friendship only got stronger as they helped one another through all of life's ups and downs. they encouraged one another through adversity and shared in each other's victories. they had an unshakable bond.

oscar soon had the chance to follow his goals of being an f1 driver as time passed quickly. he put in endless hours of training, giving it everything he had to become the best in motorsport. throughout the trip, y/n stood by his side throughout the journey, cheering him on from the sidelines.

as oscar's career took off, his life became a whirlwind of speed circuits, international races, and press conferences. he found himself becoming the center of attention, attracting the eyes of countless fans and the media. but amidst all the glamour, oscar always made time for y/n.

oscar had it all, trophy after trophy, sponsorships after sponsorship, and the love of fans everywhere. nevertheless, despite the successes, he felt an unsaid yearning in his heart. he yearned for something more—a love that transcended the confines of friendship.

many fans loved oscar and y/n's friendship, but they were unaware of what was going on behind the scenes. they would often catch themselves blushing and stealing glances at each other, late-night conversations turned from laughter to lingering gazes and held secrets. the tension between them became undeniable.

they both knew they were falling in love, but they were too scared to talk about it for fear of ruining their close friendship.

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after a grueling race in monaco, as oscar stood on the podium after winning the race, he looked into the crowd, his eyes locked with y/n's as her eyes starts to glimmer admiring him. in that moment, he realized that life was too short to hold back.

when the evening came, oscar and y/n found themselves alone on a terrace overlooking the shimmering harbor after their post-race party. the gentle sea breeze carried their whispers, as if the universe itself eavesdropped on their unspoken desires.

"the world sees us as just friend, y/n" oscar confessed as he fidgets with his hand as his eyes reflecting vulnerability, "but my heart yearns for more—i cant imagine my life without you by my side"

y/n smiled, the moonlight illuminating her face with a soft glow "oscar, you've always been the one constant in my life, i've loved you for as long as i can remember, i was just afraid—afraid of losing what we have, maybe its time we take that leap of faith"

with those words, oscar pulled her into a passionate kiss with his hands around her waist, embarking on a brave new chapter of their lives. they took the leap, their hearts intertwined, as they ventured into uncharted territory. the world held its breath as the news of their blossoming romance spread like wildfire.

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yourusername not the cringy ass caption💀

⤷ oscarpiastri shut up and appreciate it.

mclaren cutest couple! ❤️

username NOT THE SUDDEN HARD LAUNCH LMAOO

username damn what took them so long to realize

landonorris FINALLY, after years

⤷ oscarpiastri you weren't helping mate

their newfound love took them on a whirlwind journey. y/n began joining oscar as he traveled from one race to another, the thrill of the speedway now shared between them. with every victory, oscar's eyes searched for y/n amidst the cheers of the crowd, finding solace in her unwavering support.

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unformula1 · 22 days

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ synopsis: Logan thinks about Oscar. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ pairing: Logan Sargeant x Oscar Piastri w/c: 645 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ a/n: messy but eh. hopefully this becomes a series (yea?) day 16 of loscar posts until we get a loscar podium! (series masterlist) masterlist ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Logan didn’t know when it started, when everything started to fall apart at the seams, when the four walls came crashing down, when life started to make less sense.

All he did know was that Oscar wasn’t there.

“Promise?” Logan asks.

“Always.” Oscar assures.

“Always there?” “Promise.”

It was just a bunch of empty, pointless promises.

He couldn’t blame Oscar, they were kids, naive and innocent, unaware of how the world would treat both of them differently.

He couldn’t blame Oscar, how was he supposed to know that he would find someone better eventually.

He couldn’t blame Oscar, he never expected Oscar to keep his promises anyway. As he grew older, he knew that their promises would eventually fall apart.

He couldn’t blame Oscar, he really couldn’t.

Logan leans against the walls of his drivers’ room. The silence is deafening, it’s just him and his thoughts which aren't always good. He’s forced to sit down and run through everything in his head.

They’re usually messy jumbles of information which he’ll probably forget within hours, faded memories like old reports turning yellow and crystal clear mistakes which will never go away.

He throws a ball against the wall, it bounces back and he catches it. It’s stupid, but it helps to arrange Logan’s thoughts. It’s pathetic. Who the hell throws balls against the wall to think properly?

If younger Logan could see him now, he can only imagine the disappointment on his face. The sighs coming out from his mouth, the subtle head shakes.

Logan forces himself to stop messing around with his thoughts. He rolls the ball to one side of the room and steps out of his driver’s room. Usually this shouldn’t be hard, but it is. It’s unbearably difficult for Logan to walk into the paddock and see everyone but him having fun.

He makes his way around the paddock, finding something to occupy his mind with. It’s harder than he expects. He loiters around the different garages before finally landing at the McLaren garage.

Oscar’s face is plastered on the giant entryway, Logan looks at it for a solid few seconds before kicking a tiny pebble on the ground and walking off. He looks back at it one more time. He misses Oscar.

He really does.

Oscar used to be that one constant in his life, the one who would always be there for him, the one who always regarded Logan as his first choice. Not anymore. Oscar had someone else, he had something more important to focus on.

They used to be a perfect pair, made for each other, crafted to be each other’s halves and now they were a wilting rose, a loose thread hanging on to whatever’s left, an invisible string losing its glow.

It was absolutely devastating to think about it. Logan wipes the small tear that he shed.

Just like the universe playing some sick trick on Logan, Oscar walks out of the garage, standing super close to Lando, who follows him. A media crew surrounds him. They’re probably filming some media day content which reminds Logan he needs to head back for media day filming too.

He looks one more time at the McLaren duo and for a split second, him and Oscar lock eyes. Logan gives Oscar a smile and suddenly, everything slows down and Logan feels the rising urge in him to just run over and hug Oscar.

Then reality comes back and hits him in the head, Oscar turns away, barely acknowledging Logan’s presence.

Logan stands there as the McLaren duo walk off, camera crew following behind.

Logan feels his world crashing around him, not even a smile back, not a glance, nothing. Everything was gone.

Everything’s changed, nothing stayed the same, it’s all different now.

It was like peeling the petals of a rose, wondering if they love you back and ending up with the last petal of “he loves me not”.

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earl-grey-teacake · 3 months

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apologies I actually died laughing at baby Oscar throwing a tantrum when the Alpines are on screen.

cute logan and oscar having the best and longest naps when they're together? they snuggle up together. they only ever try to seperate them while napping once and it's the only time logan ever threw a screaming fit

I also died laughing when I wrote it. Baby Oscar just screaming and crying at the TV. The first time it happened, the TV had to be turned off and it took 5 minutes to calm him down. The second time, they realized it what was happening when an Alpine appeared at the edge of the TV. The moment Lando stood up and covered it with his hand, Oscar calmed down and was more than happy to watch the race. He doesn't care who wins, he'll clap along to whoever is on the podium as long as he doesn't see an Alpine.

On their first "playdate"- is it really a playdate is the babies just lie next to each other and shout random noises at each other?- the two had fallen asleep with Oscar keeping a tight grip on the sleeve of Logan's onesie. When the playdate ended, Lando had gently loosed Oscar's grip and picked him up. This shuffling caused him to wake up and the moment he realized he was in a baby carrier and not next to his best friend, he lost his shit. Which woke Logan up, who also loses his mind and starts screaming and crying.

When it became apparent that no matter what was done the two were not calming down, they decided to cut their losses and Carlos and Lando left with a crying Oscar in tow. He cried all the way down the elevator ride and only stopped when the car ride back home lulled him to sleep.

Alex and George on the other hand were not that lucky. Logan was inconsolable. They tried rocking him back to sleep, feeding him, everything but nothing worked. Eventually, he tired himself out after 30 minutes and fell asleep. Alex and George skipped training the next day citing exhaustion.

#galex #f1 rpf #f1 rpf fic #alex albon #george russell #logan sargeant #carlando #carlos sainz #lando norris #loscar #Baby!Loscar #oscar piastri

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leclerced · 5 months

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how long does it take for lando and y&n to become oscar/lando/y/n ?? i feel like maybe y/n starts to feel a little guilty when she wants oscar to beg her to stay not lance, and when she wants to just cuddle and watch a movie with him, not even necessarily fuck and she like cries to lando abt it and lando is like “i love him too princess don’t feel bad” and they maybe approach osc about becoming a more permanent part of their relationship? or not but this is just my interpretation of their relationship feel free to ignore !! p.s love this au so much thank you 🙏

no bc . her crying to lando ab it 😭 i will never ignore anything ab this au

lando notices her mood shifting a little each time she’s coming back from oscar’s. it’s barely noticeable at first, but then halfway through the season she’s crawling into his arms with tears in her eyes. he wants to kill oscar until she tells him how she feels about his teammate, that she feels bad for wanting more when she knows she’s already getting so much more than she should ask for, that every time lance is bribing her with gifts and promises of early morning love making, she’s wishing oscar would just once fight for her to stay in his arms. he relaxes hearing all of it, that out of all the drivers begging her to spend the night, oscar’s the only one let’s say respectful enough to not try and break the rules of the agreement. even alex gets his makeshift dates with her over room service in lando’s hotel room. but oscar never pushes for more, only takes what he’s given. she wants him to push for more, she tells lando through hiccups. lando gets it completely, tells her how when oscar retreats into his shell after a night of fun and dips out of the room without even saying anything, it makes his heart ache. max has always slept over. charles cooks for them, played her piano once when there was one handy. carlos serenades her while he washes her hair. and oscar leaves.

oscar doesn’t know it hurts them as much as it hurts him, but he has to leave because having them as much as he already does makes his heart ache. if he let himself have anymore he’d be into deep and it would only hurt more when they eventually tire of their game and kick him out. he doesn’t find out until lando comes to him after she’s cried herself to sleep after he left their room once again. lando slips out of her arms and goes down the hall to his teammates room. oscar’s convinced he did something wrong when he sees the pained look on lando’s face, but then he’s just asking him to come back to their room and though it feels foreign, it doesn’t feel like anything is wrong. when lando returns with oscar, she’s sitting up in the bed, clearly not sleeping deeply like he thought when he slipped out and oscar’s shaken by the sight of her tear streaked cheeks. he doesn’t know what he’s apologizing for as he lets lando lead him back into bed, but he apologizes anyways as he wraps her in his arms. she curls into him and her tears threaten to spill again as she whimpers, “please stop leaving, i-i can’t stand it when you leave.” his heart stutters in his chest and he looks to lando who’s crawling onto the bed and wrapping his arms around her too, and his teammate just nods in silent agreement, too overwhelmed and tired to try figuring out what any of it meant.

oscar wouldn’t want to talk about it, to make it real, because as soon as they’re something, it means he has something to lose. but he forces himself to open up about his fear of losing them and when he finds out they feel exactly the same way, he isn’t so scared bc it’s very clear none of them are satisfied with just fooling around, and none of them want to lose each other. she turns the almost sad, anxiety inducing conversation on it’s head when she craws into oscar’s lap and asks him to be her boyfriend and even though no one else knows(yet), and even though he knows other drivers will still be fucking her (for now, if his possessive side has anything to say about it), he’s not just another driver anymore.

#ask #anon #blindfold universe #i like the idea of oscar putting ppl in their places bc lando wont 😭

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cinebration · 2 years

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Thieving Touch (Steven Grant x Reader, Marc Spector x Reader) [Part 1]

Premise: Steven meets you at the museum and thinks you’re normal, but Marc thinks you’re a thief. They’re both right. Sort of.

Will do my best to minimize spoilers from the show as possible. There may be some discussions of mental health problems in the future, but from the reader’s side, not necessarily Steven and Marc’s.

Tagged: @simpforbuckyb, @gracehorses, @raging-trash-of-mind, @galactic-galabee, @wordacadabra, @lucy-sky

Warnings: none

Gif Source: oscar-isaac

Steven watched the patrons mill about the museum, wandering up to display cases and reading the placards there. How he wished to be alongside them, telling them the things the placards didn’t say, giving them the knowledge they were missing by only superficially engaging with Egyptian history and its associated pantheon. No one really ever came up to him even to buy the sweets on his counter, and the one or two that did eventually wander to a stop before him weren’t much interested in discussing the finer points of Egyptian mythology.

He still clung to a fragment of hope, however, no matter how often his supervisor, Donna, rejected his attempts to become tour guide. Maybe the next time the board members came into the museum, he could stage something to show them he knew what he was doing. Maybe he could even demonstrate that by going to the marketing department and telling them what they had gotten wrong on the banners.

As he listened to his watch click down to closing time, he gazed out at the diminishing stream of patrons. As he glanced past one of the displays by the Ammit pillar, he paused and turned his attention back.

You stood in front of a display case, hands hanging by your sides, fingers twitching like misfiring nerves shooting to your fingernails. Steven realized that you had been standing there for five minutes, unmoving but for the spasmodic digits.

Glancing over his shoulder for Donna and satisfying himself that she wasn’t around, he slipped out from behind the counter and slowly approached you. As he drew nearer, shifting to his right to see your face first in three-quarter profile, then in full profile, he felt himself losing his nerve. He hadn’t expected you to be so pretty, not from what he had seen of the back of your head. What was he doing?

“Hullo,” he greeted, hands held close together in front of him.

You jerked your attention to him.

“Sorry,” he apologized, already mentally kicking himself. “I didn’t mean to startle you. Can I help you with anything?”

Your lips twitched as though you were fighting a laugh. Steven smiled awkwardly, feeling what little confidence he had flag.

“So, you know a lot about this stuff, do you?” You gestured to the Egyptology wing in general.

“Probably too much,” Steven conceded quickly, though the stupid grin on his face said otherwise. “It’s my passion.”

“Obsession.”

He frowned. “Well, no, that’s got something of a negative context—”

“Is there an Egyptian god of thieves?”

He blinked. “Oh, uh…I’m not sure I’ve ever come across one, no. See, the Egyptian gods were used to represent abstract concepts, as well as natural and social phenomena. They aren’t patron saints.”

You chuckled, the sound dry and labored. “Not all are saints.”

“Sorry, what?”

“The Greeks had one, you know. A god of thieves. Hermes, not that many people care much about him. They hear his name and they think, Oh, that fun Paul Shaffer kinda guy from Hercules? Wings on his ankles? But he was more involved in human lives than the others and to much less detriment.” You cocked your head, and for the first time, Steven wondered if you weren’t looking at the object behind the glass but your own reflection in the crystal. “The Greeks did a hell of a job showing what happens when the divine touches the human.”

Steven scrutinized your profile as you continued staring into the display case. Wrinkles slowly bunched around your mouth and eyes, the muscle in your jaw flexing, the muscle over your temple tightening with it.

“Are you okay, miss?”

You blinked and fixed your attention on him, your eyes strangely clouded before suddenly sharpening on him. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just tired, that’s all.”

You flashed him a brilliant smile. His heart skipped, tension running down his spine as years fell off your face, your eyes alight with a fire he hadn’t seen before, as though the embers in your pupils had suddenly burst into whooshing flame.

“I know the feeling,” he managed to stutter. “The tiredness, I mean.”

Your gaze slid over his face, warming his cheeks. “You do, don’t you?”

“I have, um, a sleeping disorder.”

“Really?”

“Uh, yeah. I have to sleep with a—” He stopped himself. He couldn’t just tell you about the cuff around his ankle. Definition of a red flag that was, wasn’t it? “I have to take measures, you know?”

You nodded sagely. “I can’t sleep unless I…do something, you know?” You waved vaguely. Your attention snapped back to the display case. Sucking a breath between your teeth, you shoved your hands into your jacket pockets.

“What…” Steven swallowed thickly, his mouth both dry and gummy. Come on, bruv, you’ve got this. “I’m Steven. Steven Grant.”

You smiled again, shaking him. “You’ve got it backwards.”

“I’ve got…what backwards?”

“It’s Grant. Steven Grant. Like Bond. James Bond.”

A burst of laughter chuffed past his lips. “Oh, right. Clever!”

“I’m more of a le Carré fan myself, but Fleming did alright.”

“Oh, I, uh, don’t read much fiction. I should read more, though,” he covered quickly. “Do you have any suggestions?”

“Ladies and gentlemen, the museum will be closing in ten minutes.”

Steven felt the wind slip his sails. Trying not to let his disappoint show too much, he turned to you, smiling weakly.

“You work here often?” you asked.

Hope rekindled anew in his chest. “Y-yes. Most days, standard nine-to-five and all that.”

Cocking your head, you stared at him for a moment, long enough for him to start flushing beneath your gaze. “What kind of stories do you like?”

“Oh, um…I dunno. Adventure?”

“Adventure and Egyptian mythology,” you noted. “Sounds like you should’ve been an explorer or archeologist a hundred years ago.”

“Dunno about that. I mean, the adventure, yeah, and the discovery, that would be smashing.”

“There would be a lot of smashing,” you quipped, laughing. The sound made his soul quiver. “I’ll come back, then, with some recommendations.”

“Oh, really?” Excitement surged through him. “That would be smashing.”

Smashing again? He could hit himself.

You laughed instead. “It was a pleasure meeting you, Steven. Steven Grant.”

With that, you cast one last glance at the display case and strode across the marble floor to the front doors. Steven watched you go, not so much to enjoy the way you walked but because he was frozen to the spot, stuck there by his own hope overwhelming him. It didn’t feel real.

He reached into his pocket to whip out his phone and call his mother.

“Stevie!” Donna’s voice snapped across the room.

Steven squeezed his eyes shut, slowly turned to face her. “Sorry!”

“What were you doing? You’re not a tour guide. Stop chatting people up unless you’re trying to sell them sweeties.”

Sighing, Steven clung desperately to the buoyant hope in his chest. You were going to see him again. Sure, he may not have gotten your name just yet—

He hadn’t gotten your name. Frowning, he inwardly kicked himself. When he saw you again—he would not entertain “if”—he would be sure to learn it. He was sure it fit you like a crown on a queen.

“Not to burst your bubble, Steven, but she won’t be coming back for you.”

Steven shot an irritated glance at his not-reflection in the display cases he passed. Marc stared back at him, lips pressed into a thin “just how it is” line.

“Don’t do that,” Steven groused. “Don’t ruin my night.”

“I’m just saying, she’ll be coming back, but not for you.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means she was here casing the place.”

“Sorry?”

“She’s planning on robbing it.”

Steven snorted. “Now you’re having a laugh. Just because you would do something like—”

“Who says I would—”

“I wouldn’t put it past you!”

Both men huffed at each other as Steven retreated behind his register and began gathering up the sweets displays.

“I can’t believe you would sabotage me like this,” Steven snapped. “Getting into my head—”

“I’m always in your head, Steven.”

“I have a right to be happy! And you’re not going to ruin it with your crazy American paranoia.”

“Crazy American paranoia? I’ve never heard that before.”

“Well, you’ve heard it now. First time for everything and all that.”

Marc threw his hands up and shook his head. “Fine. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

Steven rolled his eyes at the reflection and slid a box over it to hide Marc. He wouldn’t let him take this away from him. It was the first hopeful thing he had had within his grasp—hell, within his realm—in a long time.

He couldn’t wait to call his mother to tell her.

#Steven Grant x Reader #Steven Grant #Steven Grant imagine #Marc Spector x Reader #Marc Spector #Marc Spector imagine #Jake Lockley x Reader #Jake Lockley #Jake Lockley imagine #Oscar Isaac x Reader #Oscar Isaac #Oscar Isaac imagine #Moon Knight #Marvel #MCU

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weebsh-t · 19 days

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Busy thinking about postcanon!Oz having his body seperated from Oscar by the gods after they deem his work and the state of the world adequate. Thinking about him riding the wave of relief and adrenalin for only so long before everything weighs down on him. Thinking about him becoming a recluse and holing up in whatever place they give him and never coming out, no matter who comes calling, thinking they'd all be better off without him, until eventually they do all give up. Thinking about Oscar being the exception, because while this kid (now young adult) did need space after the seperation to discover who he was now without his headmate, he's lived with Oz for most of his formative years and he's started to see the guy as a fill-in father figure and he doesn't want to lose him even though he spent so long thinking he did. Thinking about Oscar coming knocking every day, even when the blinds are drawn and Oz can't even force himself out of bed, sometimes bringing food or trying to get him to come out but mostly just sitting there with his back to the front door, talking about his day, the way he would with a dad.

Thinking about Oz finally opening the door one day and being tackled to the floor with a hug.

#oshupin #????? what is that tag i just see it used #oz family #ozpin #professor ozpin #oscar pine #rwby

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safetycar-restart · 8 months

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I love the idea of Oscar being so stoic and reserved all of the time until he meets you and it takes some time but eventually you get to see the soft squishy sunshine parts of Oscar as he gets more comfortable with you

I love this. And I hope you don’t mind me adding the d/s au do this because I just can’t stop imagining this there.

So in the d/a au, we said that Lando would keep you from Oscar as much as he could, because he didn’t want to lose his Dom. He’d refuse to scene with Oscar, take up as much of your time as he could and kick up a fuss whenever you had to scene with Oscar.

The result was Oscar feeling so sad and so alone. It only comes to an end when Lando realises how much he’s hurt Oscar and apologises, promising to never do that again.

Things get way better after that, cause you’re able to give Oscar as much time as Lando. You do more than just scene with Oscar, offering to take him to breakfasts and letting him spend the night and allowing him to request cuddles and kisses whenever he needs them. Basically just giving him all the things that Lando can do.

Oscar is still pretty reserved, keeping to himself and never really revealing much. Part of Oscar still expects you to one day turn around and decide he doesn’t get to have all these special privileges anymore and things would go back to how they were before. You’d never do that of course, but for Oscar it seems a very real threat.

And so because of this, Oscar keeps a side of himself hidden because he’s too scared to show you that and then have you go back to doing the bare minimum.

Because Oscar has this whole other side to him that’s soft and sweet and so loving. The truth is that he wants to be softest of little subs, cuddling up to his Dom in a baby pink sweater and stuffies, getting kisses and cuddles and praise for every little thing, being a giggly, mindless little subby baby for his Dom.

And he’s so scared to show you that, because he knows he won’t be able to hold back once he does.

You once offered to get him a stuffy for aftercare, because Lando has one and you thought he might like it too, and he very nearly burst into tears. Because YES. YES HE WANTS ONE!!

Slowly but surely you start to see the softer, sweeter side of Oscar. It shows first during aftercare, when he randomly starts giggling and clinging to you. You just let him, holding him close and kissing the top of his head and enjoying his happiness.

Then one day he brings you a cup of coffee. He didn’t get one himself. He got one just for you, because he knew you hadn’t any coffee yet today.

When you thanked him and called him a good boy, he squeaked and blushed bright red, and was in such a good mood for the rest of the day.

Just… he’s actually such a sweetie he just needs some time to show it.

#d/s au #sub!oscar #oscsrp #soft soft vibes #gn!reader

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chaikachi · 7 months

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Hello~! I have a little RG thought (or prompt, I’m not quite sure what they’re called) and I have to share it, because I cannot, for the ever life of me, keep it to myself.

Okay, this was actually inspired from an old Disney movie I watched when I was younger. Imagine sometime during V10 or V11, everyone in Vacuo is getting ready for an intense battle. Oscar is helping out somebody when he notices Ruby at a distance. She’s checking up on certain sections and giving orders like a proper leader. We’ve seen her at her lowest, thinking who she is isn’t enough, so she is a blooming rose once more as she prepares herself and her team with the prowess of a true Huntress.

And Oscar just…melts at the sight of her.

He lowers his gaze, blushes and smiles ever so softly, and can’t bring himself to turn away. Maybe it’s the fact that she is alive when he had thought her to be dead for so long. Perhaps it’s seeing her so full of hope and inspiration again after having seen her so defeated from whatever she and her team experienced in the Ever After. Or maybe it’s the part of him that always admires the side of Ruby who always takes initiative and chooses to keep moving forward. But it doesn’t matter which reason it is; he can’t let himself lose the chance of having brief seconds of her in his memory.

Eventually, Ruby looks over to realize Oscar staring. Panicking, he hides himself away in the silliest way. Ruby tries to go back to her work, but a part of her can’t help but smile from the way he was looking at her…

I swear, these two are just so adorable 😭💕

YOU

THIS IS ADORABLE, WHO GAVE YOU THE RIGHT! >:OOOOO

Oscar being so happy that she's okay and shining brighter than ever before. Ruby, now paying attention to the feelings she's hidden away for so long, actually noticing how he looks at her and not being entirely upset about the attention. They!! Make me!! Unwell!!!

AHHHHHHHHHHLDSKJF;LSK 😭💘💗💖💓💕💞💝

#y'all are killing me #they are so cute #rwby #rosegarden #rwby rosegarden #ask #asks #anon #anono

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joshy-tomato · 5 months

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Sorry im just thinkng on doomed Rosegarden.

Oscar being fated to share the same destiny as othe Ozma host, losing himself in the curse and eventually being killed by Salem. Meanwhile Ruby has to lose yet another loved one without being able to do anything to save them, again.

#Rwby #Rosegarden #oscar pine #Ruby rose

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f1-disaster-bi · 3 months

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ohh, that new snippet is so good. I’m fully invested and at the same time my heart is breaking for lando. (best combination) So if you ever write more whether it’ll be context or more story i’ll be there to gobble it up. <33

I will happily write more but for now I give more context to the au!

Lando, as stated, meets Charles at 20 when he is in his first year of university and joins the pack fully a year later. He loves his pack and loves Kimi, Jenson and Seb's pack who are essentially an extension of Lewis and Fernando's pack with how much time they all spend together.

Lando didn't have the best start in life so he's happy to meet Charles and the others. Lando grew up in an abusive pack his family were a part of that looked down on omegas. It was expected that Lando would learn how to care for a home, and then ar 18 he wouldn't go to university, he'd be mated on his birthday and that was that. He was emotionally and physically abused, and the night before he turned 18, he took money he'd saved from odd jobs and birthdays and some from his parents and he ran. He stopped at a police station in his town, told them he was 18 and leaving an abusive pack in case his family filed a missing person's report, and he ran.

He got a job, got a shitty little shoebox apartment, and he worked himself to the bone for two years to put himself into university because he wanted to have a carer and a life and eventually, a pack.

So when he meets Lewis and Kimi’s packs through Charles, he's a little wary but it's everything he ever wanted. They're loving and respectful. They never push his boundaries, accept him not talking about his family or much about his life before he came to this city at 18, and he meets Daniel who he has a long crush on before theybstart secretly courting.

The day he leaves, Lando had seen his parents when he went to work on a group project with his classmate Oscar in a cafe, and he panics. He doesn't think they saw him, but it immediately triggers him and when he gets home, he wants comfort. He tries to nest with the others or cuddle with them, and they all get annoyed and brush him off because of different reasons. Mainly they're all working from home and stressed and having bad days and unfortunately, Landos need for comfort just rubs them wrong and everyone keeps snapping at him until he drops the plate and Lewis loses it.

In that moment, Lewis reminds Lando so much of his old pack that he just shuts down and when Lewis sends him to his room because "None of us want to see you right now Lando", Lando just internalises everything they said and it just confirms what his parents used to tell him: he is a burden, a waste, useless, an idiot

So he leaves because he wants what's best for his pack, and if that's him gone, then so be it.....except he didn't know that his parents saw him in the cafe.....

When Charles wakes up, and makes Landos favourite breakfast out of guilt and wanting to apologise to Lando....its him who finds Landos empty room with missing stuff and a note saying he's gone and he screams because this isn't what they wanted

#abo pack au #dando #daniel/lando #poor lando #angst

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abysskeeper · 5 months

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What is that draws you to Ruby x Oscar? (I mean it on a 'pls infodump me' vibe.)

I enjoy committing to the bit of less popular ships in RWBY and suffering the consequences

@flytehwire Ok, seriously, to answer this properly I need to explain something about myself. When I am looking for character pairings, I am looking for, in order of importance: 1. Harmonious themes and rhetoric, 2. Character interactions, and 3. Other, extenuating factors. While other factors can sometimes determine how I view a pairing (romantic/platonic/friend/familial/etc) and character interactions can override the thematic element, I am primarily looking for those sweet, sweet story beats.

So, when you give me two kids carrying the weight of massive legacies they feel they have to fulfill, stepping into leadership roles neither were prepared for, and throw in a smattering of identity issues to boot? Yeah, I'm hooked 100%. These two are important to each other on a base narrative level, before even considering we see they're important to each other in their interactions throughout the show. Their arcs mirror each other, but are different enough that they compliment each other and are not going through the exact same thing.

By which I mean, both are struggling with the very same things listed above, but slightly to the left of each other to make them different enough that it makes them both unique and interesting in their own rights. For sake of time and ease of answering, I'm not going to fully cite my sources, but it became increasingly apparent (especially through v9) that Ruby's whole issue is attempting to follow the legacies of those from before her, starting with the general, Hunter/Huntress ideal and the heroes of stories in the early volumes, and then moving over to the SEWs and her mother in the later volumes. A lot of untangling in this personal arc for her revolves around reconciling the fairy tales she believed in and what is being asked of her in reality, and then determining who she is and what she stands for when it becomes apparent those ideals are more lofty dreams and reality is much more complicated. In essence, Ruby's arc is finding who she was when stripped of everything she believed as a child, and we saw that exactly throughout v9 ("What are you?" // "What is a Huntress?" ultimately boil down to "Who is Ruby Rose?")

Oscar, conversely, I would argue, already had some sense of who he was at the start. Sure, he may have wanted more and was unable to voice exactly what "more" was, but he's young...who honestly knew what they wanted to do with their life when they were 14? Regardless, his arc is less about asking who he is and is more about the fear of losing himself entirely now that he's part of the Ozcarnation line--and thus, it's also more about proving who he is to the world around him as everyone else assumes he's just another copy/paste of Oz. Oscar had to have a strong handle of his own identity at the start simply in order to beat the "he's just Ozpin" allegations, which he eventually did do (with some help from Oz's disappearing act).

And that isn't to say that there aren't echoes of each other's themes as well. Ruby very much does lose herself and must reassert who she is at her core (most evident in v9, but definitely starting in v7). Oscar very much does have to figure out who he is in the Ozcarnation line and how he specifically wants to handle situations (most prominent in the "Her name...is Jinn" decision in v6 and his actions through v7, but also metatextually hinted at when he talks to Ironwood at the end of v7 holding himself and acting like Ozpin, and then getting shot, and then in v8 when he tries to act like Ozma and Salem directly calls him out. It's almost like fate is punishing him because he's supposed to think and act like Oscar, and not try to be those who came before him...). And I think ultimately that's what makes them fun for me, they revolve around this overarching theme of identity in the face of legacies and destinies and leadership and each take a piece to compliment the other.

Of course, that doesn't mean they have to be romantic. And that's correct, they don't! Full transparency, I honestly wasn't fully onboard with Rosegarden until the end of v7/start of v8. Oscar's blush at getting rescued was the first time I felt fully vindicated over a ship, but the ending of v7 is really the beginning for the end of me I think. It was at that point where it became apparent their themes were merging and then splitting off again into the projected trajectories they're on now. And, in terms of interaction, throughout v7 and v8, Ruby and Oscar are shown repeatedly to be in sync with each other and trusting each other (even when they don't necessarily agree with each other!) All of those moments for me boiled down to one single, striking fact: because of what they're going through and how similar each struggle was, Ruby and Oscar to me are the only two characters in the show who could understand each other on a deeper level.

(And as an aside, the release of 'Until the End' and 'Fear' being the last two songs of that volume, and clearly being a Ruby song and an Oscar song respectively, completely altered my brain chemistry. That's a separate 3k essay, but the call and response between 'Fear's' "Who will you see there in the darkness? // When no one is watching who will you be? When you're afraid and everything changes will you see a stranger? // Feel proud or betrayed?" vs 'Until the End's' "I promise I’ll be here until...Our story has been told // 'Til our bodies break down every door // 'Til we find what we’ve been looking for // And stare with pride into the face of fear // In our finest hour, I’ll be standing here // And should we fall to darkness // This power, I will harness // I promise I’ll be here until the end" just does things to me on a personal level).

Others come close. Jaune and Weiss both have similar arcs about breaking legacies as well (Weiss with her family and Jaune with...presumably his family, if not his personal views on what he should be and on his promises to Pyrrha), but they're both on a far more personal and less world-shaping level than Ruby and Oscar. Blake as well, with reclaiming her identity, but that as well is a little more personal and also more about regaining what was "stolen" by Adam, so to speak, than finding herself altogether. And Penny is more about learning everything altogether and learning about who she can and cannot trust more than about who she is at her core. And, as an aside, I am a multi-shipper. I do like several of these pairings with Ruby, and Oscar and Penny is an utterly fascinating concept to me.

The reason why Ruby and Oscar come out on top for me is because at the end of the day, they're still the only two who can understand and empathize with each other on the deepest level. They're the two that appear to be entirely in sync with each other. And they're also the two currently slated to be running the show in the next generation. And if there's one thing I love more than seeing my power couple ships completely in love, it's seeing those two characters entirely and implicitly understanding and trusting each other.

This is of course glossing over a lot too. Their scenes together are often pretty striking: the dojo scene in v5 (Oscar admitting he's scared, Ruby for the first time really opening up about Penny and Pyrrha at The Fall of Beacon), the cane scene in v6 (Ruby being the only one to comfort Oscar and reaffirm that he isn't Oz), Oscar's panic during the fight with Cordo, like...every scene they had in v7, Oscar's blush in v8 and the almost hug that wasn't, and of course, THE scene in v9 (and another 3k essay could be written on why that had to be Oscar, though most of the starting points on my opinion for that are above). They also have some other dichotomies going on in their rhetoric, with the silver/gold symbolism and the sun/moon symbolism; and the extra info in the show with the "Warrior in the Woods" fairy tale and Oscar's allusion to the Little Prince. But several other people have written far better analyses on those than I could ever do currently, and this is getting long enough as is.

But yeah, tl;dr thematically and rhetorically complimentary kids just trying to do their best, figure themselves out, and save the world? Yeah, I wanna see them cuddle and comfort and rely on each other in the way they only can with the other.

#don't mind me #well...you did ask for an infodump #the extreme tl;dr is that I like themes #and ruby and oscar themes match wonderfully #rwby #rosegarden #asks

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t3a-tan · 8 months

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56 for whichever OC(s) you think fits best

From this!

56). "If you ever compare them to vermin again, I'll beat the shit outta you!"

Angst and fearplay in this one— you have been warned.

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Oscar liked Freddie. He was a bit of a dick, pompous, a bit bratty— but he was loyal, and Oscar was loyal in return. They had fights every now and then but ultimately the two could settle down and back each other up when it counted.

Freddie grew up in a rich household. His parents had split up when he was young, but he was still the darling child of both. His father was an extremely wealthy man, and his mother had a popular set of exercise DVDs that brought in extra money, not to mention a fitness brand.

He was originally from the USA like his father, but he and his mother moved to England when he was four years old, because she wanted to experience the royalty of English life.

Whatever the hell that meant.

Oscar had the opposite upbringing. His parents stayed together when they really shouldn't have, and eventually his father was arrested for domestic abuse and never came back home after; only sending money through the post. His mother was a gambling addict who kicked Oscar out when he was sixteen because he reminded her of his father too much. She called, but she wouldn't ever help him out.

To be fair, she never had money left to help him out in the first place.

During that time Freddie's mum let him stay in their house and, since he was such a close friend of Freddie's, they paid for Oscar to have a small place to stay once he was 18, so long as he paid the bills.

Oscar was very thankful to his friend's family— without them he'd have probably ended up on the streets.

And despite that all… he knew it would be a disaster if Freddie met Sammy.

He would text Freddie about Sammy often, but he never mentioned her size in any of those messages, or her trauma (it wasn't really his to tell). Freddie started out at first being a womaniser, praising Oscar and telling him to 'get it in quick before she loses interest', to which Oscar always responded: 'fuck off you prick'.

Eventually though, he realised how much Oscar genuinely really liked her, and encouraged him to voice his feelings. He got excited whenever Oscar told him about any cute moments that had happened, and was really happy to see his friend actually caring this much about someone.

That was all great. What wasn't great was Freddie making a surprise visit to his house after Oscar had mentioned he was hanging out with Sammy that same day.

"So? Where is she?" The blonde asked as he barged in, despite Oscar very specifically telling him to get out.

Luckily he had heard Freddie's obnoxiously loud car coming and so Sammy had time to hide— but not enough time to actually get into the walls. Oscar was worried for her and simultaneously embarrassed to have Freddie possibly expose his feelings for Sammy.

Sure, he could tell that Sammy was reciprocating in many ways, but he could also see that she was hesitant. She needed time. A lot of it. And he would respect that— in fact, Oscar was very specifically avoiding mentioning his feelings directly because he knew how much she hated being put on the spot.

"She just left, now go..!" Oscar insisted. He didn't want to force his closest friend out of the door so he was instead trying to stay in front of Freddie, keeping in mind where Sammy was hidden behind a picture frame just a few feet away.

"That's some bullshit, mate. If she just left you wouldn't be this pressed over me visiting." Freddie pointed out, unfaltering as he once again pushed past Oscar, chortling like he wasn't being a complete ass at that moment. To Freddie he was just being mischievous, but Oscar just felt cold at the thought of Sammy being seen.

He hated seeing her so scared…

"Watch out—" Oscar noticed a second too late that Freddie was just about to trip over the coffee table as the blonde stepped backwards.

Just as he began to fall back, Freddie turned himself, grabbing onto a nearby shelf to restore his balance. The shelf shook, knocking off the picture frame his hand had just barely managed to knock in his hasty correction.

Freddie caught it quickly, an apology on the top of his tongue until he noticed there was a tiny…thing on the shelf. It was right next to his hand— he had been very close to squishing the little thing entirely.

Before he could even really comprehend what he was looking at, Oscar butted in.

"Shit! Sammy, are you okay?" He knelt beside the shelf for some reason, hands in his lap as he spoke to the tiny thing.

Wait.

"You're Sammy!?" Freddie exclaimed, shocked. Before Oscar could stop him his hands descended upon the minuscule girl, grabbing her up into both hands, pinning her tiny limbs with his comparatively large fingers. He brought her close to his face, mouth agape with wonder.

"Don't hurt her..!" Oscar spoke urgently, immediately back on his feet and hovering anxiously. He would intervene, but if he grabbed Sammy back then she could get hurt— or fall… and die. Freddie hardly heard him.

"Well, I can't say she's my type… I didn't know you were into the whole helpless kink thingy Osc." Freddie joked, watching with amusement as the tiny creature squirmed in his grip. "She's like a little mouse…"

Oscar flushed red, with both embarrassment and anger at the insinuation.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?! Can't you see she's scared?? Put her down…!" He demanded more harshly this time, taking a step towards Freddie only for the other boy to turn away in response, provoking a frightened yell from Sammy. Oscar's heart was racing— he couldn't even imagine how hers must be in this moment.

"I'm only messing, mate~ She's so small. Like a little bug… God, you could snap her so easily. Is that why her arm's all fake and shit?" Freddie hummed, brushing a thumb over the prosthetic curiously. He chuckled. "I have to admit though, the appeal is growing on me…"

"Freddie if you don't put her down right now I swear—"

"Having a little pet mouse all to myself…" Freddie realised he was going a bit too far in that moment, and he moved to put the tiny girl down finally. What he failed to realise though was that Oscar was not just a bit annoyed.

He was pissed.

The moment Freddie opened his hands and let the girl tumble back out onto the shelf, he was sent sprawling onto the ground after Oscar punched him straight across the face. Freddie sat there in shock for a few moments. He knew Oscar didn't always like his sense of humour but he was never this angry.

Now though the red-haired boy was standing above him, positively fuming.

"If you ever compare her to vermin again, I'll beat the shit outta you!" He shouted. Oscar really didn't care about loyalty to Freddie right then— not when he saw how callously and cruelly his best friend was treating Sammy, just because she was smaller than him.

"Wh— I was kidding..! I didn't even hurt her!" Freddie couldn't help but get defensive, pushing himself to his feet and puffing out his chest as he stood his ground. Oscar was blowing things way out of proportion, clearly…

Well, he thought so until he heard a weird choking sound.

He and Oscar both looked towards the source of the noise at the same time.

Freddie froze up when he saw the girl was curled up on the counter, tears streaming down her face and gripping her arms so tightly that he could see her nails starting to draw blood. Her eyes were wide and terror-stricken, rocking herself back and forth, choking on her own breaths in between shuddering sobs.

"He touched me, he touched me, he touched me— H-he touched me… no no no…" She sobbed, practically hysterical, shaking and crying and fuck.

I did that.

Freddie wasn't used to people actually getting upset at his jokes— and if they did get upset then usually there were other people egging him on to continue. Freddie wasn't a malicious person, but he was naive in terms of understanding how much his words could affect others.

He didn't know what to do. Other girls whenever he would make harsh jokes like that would banter right back at him, not break down in tears. So he stood there… helpless.

Oscar quickly knelt down near the shelf again, his hands at the edge of it but keeping them out of sight for Sammy to avoid scaring her further. His expression looked scared, worried for her, his anger put on the back burner as he focused solely on the tiny borrower in front of him.

"Hey shh shh shh… You're alright, I'm here, okay? It's me, Oscar. You're here with me and you're safe. I won't let anyone touch you. I promise..." He assured softly, trying his best to coax her out of the panic attack she was stuck in.

Sammy remained a trembling mess; sobbing and hyperventilating for a while longer as Oscar slowly helped her calm down. Freddie watched with a mixture of guilt, shock, and shame.

Once the girl was able to think and speak more coherently she climbed into Oscar's hands, huddling up against his fingers as she continued to shake and hiccup. Oscar cradled her to his chest, before turning a harsh glare in Freddie's direction. The blonde took a step back, intimidated.

"Osc, I didn't mean to scare her that bad— I really didn't..!" He defended himself, hands raised in surrender. Freddie had never seen someone so viscerally upset by his jokes before, and it had spooked him quite a bit. Not to mention he had never seen Oscar properly angry before.

"Then what the hell was all that about?? That was cruel and you know it, Freddie. You have no idea about all the shit she's been through..!" Oscar responded, a growl in his tone though he didn't raise his voice to avoid startling Sammy into another panic attack.

"Well, I'm sorry, okay? I didn't know she would freak the fuck out— how was I supposed to know?" Freddie couldn't help but get a bit defensive again, though he did glance guiltily down at the tiny girl curled up within Oscar's hands.

Oscar usually might take the time to explain why his friend was being ignorant right now… But this time, he just wanted Freddie to leave.

"Get out. If I keep looking at your face right now I'm gonna end up punching it again…" Oscar gestured towards the door, his glare making it very clear that he wasn't just making an empty threat.

As much as Freddie wanted to defend his intentions, he recognized that he was only going to make things worse by sticking around. He looked down at Sammy again.

"I uh… I really am sorry, by the way. In hindsight I went too far." He apologised, though based on how she only made a small whimpering sound and curled up tighter into herself, he doubted she was really listening. Oscar curled his fingers inwards to hide her from Freddie's vision.

"Out." He ordered once more, and this time Freddie listened, leaving the house as if he was the true victim in all of this. Oscar relaxed as soon as the door was shut, his entire demeanour softening as he looked down at Sammy with a concerned gaze.

He let out a sigh, holding her against his chest, feeling how she leaned against him with what little weight she had. Oscar would never take for granted the trust she was giving him at this moment. He closed his eyes.

"I'll protect you…"

#g/t community #ocs #g/t artist #g/t #ask box #borrowers #g/t writer #giant/tiny #borrower au #g/t au #g/t fearplay #g/t angst #giant/tiny writing #oc asks #ask

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bwoahtastic · 5 months

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kay i‘ve been thinking cos i love the wolves au so some thoughts here (maybe some things have already been talked about sorry if so)

— fem pack alpha nico (i loooove!) either being a really big wolf with beautiful white fur? orrr she‘s this rather small wolf which makes people underestimate her sometimes which is a big mistake, she‘s terrifying when she wants to be!

— max sticking to nico in the nights🥹 which brought me to the thought, maybe the whole pack sleeps all cuddled up together? some in wolf form rolled up against each other, some in human form, whatever someone prefers. max is in awe, that never happened in his old pack. it‘s a sweet picture to see everyone huddled up with the pack and after he‘s become more comfortable he asks nico if they could also sleep with the pack instead of staying in max‘s room? everyone is giddy to see max come out and makes space for him and logan in the middle because the omegas and pups always are for protection. max loves being surrounded by pack!

— charles being a super gentle alpha who would never start any fight, he barely participates in playfights with other alphas (but loves to carefully playfight with the pups) and never challenges anyone least of all pack alpha. but then he growls at nico to everyone‘s surprise one day? he was sleeping with his head on max‘s tummy as usual and maybe nico spooked him accidentally, making charles think there‘s a threat and wanting to protect max and his pup. he instantly shrinks back when he realizes it‘s his pack alpha and how possessively he reacted, baring his throat and apologizing. max is worried when charles clearly keeps some distance afterwards although he and nico both reassured charles that it‘s fine. nico maybe just nibbles at charles’s‘ throat in a light warning but she knows the alpha didn‘t mean to. charles however feels so bad about it and he doesn‘t understand why he is reacting so strongly, he never loses control over his instincts like that. max eventually going over to where charles has been sleeping by himself and softly telling him that his pup misses someone to kick in the night 🤧

— also i love the idea of everyone faceplanting into nico‘s soft fur! everyone‘s trying to cuddle up the pack alpha!

Oh plss!

- for sure in human form she looks small and innocent already, and while she isn't tiny, some of the Alphas in her pack are bigger than her in wolf form which confuses outsiders. But no one ever dares to challenge her because she can be fucking scary

- Max being in awe seeing the mess of wolves and humans all curled up together, usually with Nico in the centre, and it changes who is snuggled against her but Dan and little Oscar are usually very close, or at least surrounded by the other Alphas too to protect them more! Max sleeps separately with little Logan at first but eventually asks to join the pack for the night and everyone is so excited! It's only natural for them to make space for them in the centre, between Dan and Nico and Logan is squeaking happily at all the good night nuzzles he gets!

- plss Charles always being so nice and quiet, never challenging Nico and being unsure about playfighting unless Nico lazily annoys him into it ksks. Charles dozing off eith his head on Max's tummy and Logan is tryingnto braid his hair with momma's help. Charles is so relaxed but Nico nearing spooks him and he growls, surprising everyone! Charles instantly cowering away and being so panicked, even when Nico shushes him. Nico lightly nibbling on Charles's neck to correct him but then hugging him close. Charles being a little wary after and staying away from Max until Max goes to him saying the unborn pup is restless without someone to kick, and Logan misses Charlie too!

- pls Nico going to the pack nest cos she wants to sleep and it's pack bedtime, and instsntly everyone is zooming over for the best spots skksks, or at least a snuggle before making space for others.

#asks #abo wolves

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