I'm quickly learning that Ryland's favorite word is 'Oh god' because I can't for the like of me take any of this seriously with him saying 'frick' every ten minutes.
"Hey Tea, shouldn't you be writing you one shit fic right now-"
HEY LET'S IGNORE THAT, HOW ABOUT THIS RIGHT NOW:
under the cut: BloodyMary, Omegaverse, Alpha Simon, Omega Grace,
Simon finally settling in to Erid a year or two after getting picked up by Grace. His saving light, his angel. Finally relaxed and at peace, cuddling up tot eh Omega that he desperately wants to make his mate, but keeps taking things slow because he doesn't imagine he's good enough, and/or doesn't want Grace to think he wants him just because he's the only other being for light-years.
Anyway, Simon going to sleep, curled up Grace's arm (Upon Markiplier's request I guess-) and thinking how everything is so perfect.
'Hull breach. Hull breach. Hull breach'
And he assumes he's just having a bad night mare until he feels Grace sifting and hears:
'Biodome Breached, initiating quick repair'
Grace is obviously immediately out of bed, because their house is now locked down to keep in the oxygen. But they can see out in the biodome that all the lights that mimicked the sky are now a deep red, flickering between colors where a large hole resided in the sky, showing space and the equipment that makes the weather broken.
Once the Biodome quickly repairs itself to reseal the dome oxygen is when they finally are allowed out of the house, Grace rushing faster than Simon down to the beach, where a shuttle ship has touched down.
And ISimon’s heart seizes at the Consolidation of Iron symbol on the side, running faster than he has in his life to catch up to Grace before he approaches the people getting out of it.
It’s David and a small crew. (I think David is the guy who briefly takes over for the captain when they drop simon in the second time)
They felt other life forms and made their way in. They’re friendly with Grace, if a bit standoffish, till Simon catches up and is shoving Grace behind him, with his arm looped behind him, the omega pressed into his back, and the alpha snarling like a beast, which Grace has never seen him like.
“Get out.”
And David narrows his eyes at Simon. “No fucking way. You’re the convict.”
“Get. OUT!”
And Grace doesn’t know who these people are, so he’s just holding Simon's shoulders. “Simon. Relax-”
"They're COI,” He spits, not taking pin prick eyes from the ground holding weapons. “They sent me down there.”
And Grace is really just playing catch up while David speaks.
“We almost thought this was a habitable planet,” He explains, walking around mindlessly. “Oxygen. Water. You’ve got plants and everything.”
Then he stops.
“There are other life forms here, you know. Are you their experiment?”
“The Eridians are my friends,” Grace says, no matter how much Simon is trying to shut him up. “They built this dome so I could stay here. Be close.”
“Really? They built you this CO2 scrubber? The Oxygen recycler and water purifier?”
And Simon has never heard more terrifying words out of Grace’s mouth.
“I helped them.”
“Ah. Did you?”
“No. He didn’t. He doesn't know anything.” Simon jumps in, fear making his blood pump.
“I don’t know, the man seems to think he’s helped,” David shrugs. “You gotta be pretty smart to do that, huh?”
“I’m a scientist-”
“Grace.”
And David just laughs, scratching the side of his face. “Wow. A habitable dome, endless food, a scientist,” He lists before looking to Simon. “And an Omega? Oh, your tree did good work for you. You're the luckiest bastard alive, landing in the midst of all this.”
And fuck, Simon would rather be in that sub for a hundred more years, because that was millinos of times less horrifying than this.
“You can take the purifiers,” Grace says suddenly. “Take our harvest, whatever you want. We can make more, just leave.”
And Simon adores Grace, but sometimes he really can’t imagine how horrible the world is.
“Oh, we’ll take something,” David says with a nod. “Our numbers dwindle every day. We could do well with another scientist. Those are hot commodities,” He laughed. “Omegas even more.”
Continued: Warnings for kidnapping, derogatory talk, violence
Grace finally is unnerved by those words.
“He’s not going anywhere,”
“We really don’t wanna fight, Doctor.” David says, holding up his hands, even as his team closes in. “But you’re too valuable to leave behind.”
“No.”
“Imagine all the good you can do with the rest of us? Humans have to stick together. You’ll help so many people.”
It was just as horrifying as it was the first time.
Being chased down and pinned. Except this time he had to watch them clobber Simon down, nose broken and face bloodied as they soothed Grace more like an animal, hushing him where they tackled him as softly as they could, pressing a needle into his neck and listening to him beg through tears. He’s put up a fight too, but he was too valuable to strike back.
The COI is gentler than he thought they’d be.
“We don’t want to hurt you. You’re valuable. You’re intelligent. You can help so many people,” David assures him, where he sits curled in the corner of a lab they had put him into. The man crouched a good distance away.
“And you’re an omega-”
“And what do you plan to do with that?” Grace hissed through a stuffed nose and red eyes. “I’ve heard Simon talk- there were no Omega’s on filament station. There’s no Omegas anywhere-”
“And that is why you’re so important,” David tries to calm, looking at Grace like a defenseless child when he was the one who gave him the black eye he was sporting and the limp he was trying to hide. But he was still gentle, and soft. Grace, apparently, something so lost to time and resources that damage didn’t matter. “You are coveted. Adored. You will be, I swear-”
“I don’t want anything from you. Or any other Alpha or Beta on this station.”
“We understand. We pulled you from a happy home. But you’re safer here, with us. Away from that butcher-”
“Dont fucking call him that.”
“He killed 70 people-”
“He was a child groomed to fight for a cult that you couldn’t control,” Grace hisses, pressing further into the corner of the lab and rubbing his hands over his face. God he wishes he had his glasses, but they got broken and left behind on Erid. “You punished a child for sixteen years over something he had no say in doing.”
David sighs softly, rubbing his palms together. “Actions have consequences,” he says simply, with at least a hint of guilt. Or maybe that’s just to make Ryland think he feels so. “But when a dog goes for the kill, you put it down.”
Simon isn’t doing well.
He’s had minimal treatment. Given a ration a day when he should be getting four. And is laying in the dirtiest cell the COI could find, laying on the ground, wheezing at a broken rib that feels hot. And the only reason he’s getting any treatment, is because Grace is doing as the COI asks.
He knows he is, because they always come to gloat when they fix him up.
“You better enjoy this,” One guard says. “Morphine is a luxury around here. And the Omega has been working very hard for you to get it.” They laugh.
And he’s more than scared hearing the thighs they mutter aloud just to get him mad.
“If the Omega could stand a few years with you then I should have a pretty good shot, yeah? I mean, he probably hasn’t had a good mounting from a real alpha yet. Poor thing. Don’t know how he’s going on without it,” One spat, literally. Simon could feel his saliva leaking into his ear as he focused on the corner of the room. Don’t react. They’re waiting for it. Don’t react.
“Mmm, be he squeals nice enough, yeah? Cunt like that’s bound to be tight as fuc-”
“And what happened to him?” A commanding officer asked, looking down at the barely breathing lump the Simon creates on the ground, then back to his two officers, who certainly look worse for wear, but are smiling through broken teeth regardless.
“He’s violent,” One shrugged. “Had to take defensive measures.”
"Hey Tea, shouldn't you be writing you one shit fic right now-"
HEY LET'S IGNORE THAT, HOW ABOUT THIS RIGHT NOW:
under the cut: BloodyMary, Omegaverse, Alpha Simon, Omega Grace,
Simon finally settling in to Erid a year or two after getting picked up by Grace. His saving light, his angel. Finally relaxed and at peace, cuddling up tot eh Omega that he desperately wants to make his mate, but keeps taking things slow because he doesn't imagine he's good enough, and/or doesn't want Grace to think he wants him just because he's the only other being for light-years.
Anyway, Simon going to sleep, curled up Grace's arm (Upon Markiplier's request I guess-) and thinking how everything is so perfect.
'Hull breach. Hull breach. Hull breach'
And he assumes he's just having a bad night mare until he feels Grace sifting and hears:
'Biodome Breached, initiating quick repair'
Grace is obviously immediately out of bed, because their house is now locked down to keep in the oxygen. But they can see out in the biodome that all the lights that mimicked the sky are now a deep red, flickering between colors where a large hole resided in the sky, showing space and the equipment that makes the weather broken.
Once the Biodome quickly repairs itself to reseal the dome oxygen is when they finally are allowed out of the house, Grace rushing faster than Simon down to the beach, where a shuttle ship has touched down.
And ISimon’s heart seizes at the Consolidation of Iron symbol on the side, running faster than he has in his life to catch up to Grace before he approaches the people getting out of it.
It’s David and a small crew. (I think David is the guy who briefly takes over for the captain when they drop simon in the second time)
They felt other life forms and made their way in. They’re friendly with Grace, if a bit standoffish, till Simon catches up and is shoving Grace behind him, with his arm looped behind him, the omega pressed into his back, and the alpha snarling like a beast, which Grace has never seen him like.
“Get out.”
And David narrows his eyes at Simon. “No fucking way. You’re the convict.”
“Get. OUT!”
And Grace doesn’t know who these people are, so he’s just holding Simon's shoulders. “Simon. Relax-”
"They're COI,” He spits, not taking pin prick eyes from the ground holding weapons. “They sent me down there.”
And Grace is really just playing catch up while David speaks.
“We almost thought this was a habitable planet,” He explains, walking around mindlessly. “Oxygen. Water. You’ve got plants and everything.”
Then he stops.
“There are other life forms here, you know. Are you their experiment?”
“The Eridians are my friends,” Grace says, no matter how much Simon is trying to shut him up. “They built this dome so I could stay here. Be close.”
“Really? They built you this CO2 scrubber? The Oxygen recycler and water purifier?”
And Simon has never heard more terrifying words out of Grace’s mouth.
“I helped them.”
“Ah. Did you?”
“No. He didn’t. He doesn't know anything.” Simon jumps in, fear making his blood pump.
“I don’t know, the man seems to think he’s helped,” David shrugs. “You gotta be pretty smart to do that, huh?”
“I’m a scientist-”
“Grace.”
And David just laughs, scratching the side of his face. “Wow. A habitable dome, endless food, a scientist,” He lists before looking to Simon. “And an Omega? Oh, your tree did good work for you. You're the luckiest bastard alive, landing in the midst of all this.”
And fuck, Simon would rather be in that sub for a hundred more years, because that was millinos of times less horrifying than this.
“You can take the purifiers,” Grace says suddenly. “Take our harvest, whatever you want. We can make more, just leave.”
And Simon adores Grace, but sometimes he really can’t imagine how horrible the world is.
“Oh, we’ll take something,” David says with a nod. “Our numbers dwindle every day. We could do well with another scientist. Those are hot commodities,” He laughed. “Omegas even more.”
Something something, bloodymary with eyes of their greatest fears.
Grace's so blue and ever changing. green or grey in certain lightings and so big and vast and terrifyingly like the ocean. Not red but what does color matter when you're in depths that will crush you crooked.
Simon's eyes so black their almost void like. No matter how much light his eyes they're almost indiscernible from his pupils, save for the few times light shines right in them and you can see the reddish brown like dirt and life, but so often like the voidless expanse of space that could've dimmed to pitch black had the stars not been save.
UP IS DOWN (IRON LUNG ON DIGITAL) ! LEFT IS RIGHT (IRON LUNG DIGITAL COMES OUT EARLY) ! MARK "ESCAPE THE BLOOD OCEAN AND CURL UP IN RYAN GOSLING'S ARM" IPLIER KNEW ABOUT BLOODYMARY !?!? I'M WRONG ABOUT EVERYTHING AND EVERYTHING IS WRONG
I don't know much about the idea of the twin thing in this fandom. I know a little about Col but absolutely nothing about Court besides the fact that he might be a spy/CIA agent?
I think it's hilarious to have them as brother's, mostly due to the fact that Colt and Court have very high stress jobs, or ones that involve getting hurt/ adrenaline
And then Ryland's a school teacher who doesn't have the brave gene that his brothers do, and is still forced into space.
Like it's a curse his family carries, always getting into trouble.
anyway here comes the bloodymary and Omegaverse
Ryland having taken a ship down to the bloodmooon to retrieve Simon and the Alpha growing accustomed to hims for the 3 week travel back to the hail Mary, thinking that things are going well and he was lucky to find an Omega instead of an Alpha that might want to fight.
Till they get on the ship and there are two Alpha's already there and they have Ryland's exact face. So, Simon is thinking they might be clones. They explain their not, just triplets (because I think it's funny)
this idea was brought to you by:
brother wrestling.
"Do they always roughhouse like this?" Simon asks, glancing over to where Court and Colt were passively shoving each other.
"Oh yeah. Should've seen them when we were fourteen. Can't remember how many times CPS was called on our parents cause our neighbors thought we were being abused."
"You just bruise easy," Colt calls back to Ryland, who glares at him from over his askew glasses.
"And then I presented, and mom said no more rough housing the Omega." Ryland said pointedly. "Which didn't stop you. At all."
"You were our brother," Colt dismissed with a shrug and Court ambled about mindlessly. "Still are."
And the look in colt's face is familiar to Ryland, if how he sits up and points to his brother is any indicator.
"No. No wrestling the Omega-'
"I'm wrestling the Omega," Colt said, slowly nodding as he approached, prompting ryland to stand and use the table as a barrier between them.
"No wrestling. The. Omega. I'm delicate."
Which is entirely ironic, seeing as Ryland was just as tall and broad as his brothers, maybe a half inch shorter if they cut out his hair.
"I don't make the rules Gracie-"
"You do make the rules- you have exclusively always made the rules- Court." Ryland grabs his older brother's attention, gesturing to Colt when the older Alpha looked his way.
I imagine Court to be a little more on the serious side. Maybe he's not super serious but serious enough. So when he looks to Ryland, who's obviously looking for help and nods softly, it's a surprise when he says:
"Wrestle the Omega-"
"What what what what-why- IN WHAT WORLD IS THIS FAIR?! IN WHAT WORLD?!" Grace yells, backing to a wall as two brothers come up from both sides and he's like that Chris Pratt scene where he's taming the raptors on each side of him.
"Do not- I swear to God, I will go into heat right now if you two don't back up-"
"You can't go into heat on command!-"
"Oh you wanna try me? I'll do it! I'll go into heat here and now and you'll both have to live with know what I smell like in heat, and then we'll go back to never talking to each other for another decade, do not test me!"
anyway yeah, Simon confused cause he's never seen triplets before, let alone two Alphas and an Omega who are still close enough to wrestle without it being a breeding problem. (I imagine Eden had some incest issues, lesbeehoneest)
Also, Colt and Court refresher to Ryland loosely as THE Omega because between their immediately family he's the only one. So they gave him the big THE.
