#OVEC

[magicspace114]

New faces - pack bonds part 2

You really wanted to introduce your family one at a time in hopes that Toby would be more comfortable but that went out the window when your mother called your brother. Your brother proceeded to bring your father with him and the pair barged into your apartment without even knocking.

"Of course you wouldn't knock but dad?" You crossed your arms, glaring at your dad.

He looked a little sheepish at least. He certainly showed his age more than your mother did, with more of a weather beaten face and some grey starting to pop up in his thinning hair. "Sorry, honey," he said, "it just sounded from your brother that this was serious. Are you ok?"

"I was trying to gradually introduce Toby to you so they wouldn't be so scared." You looked down at the Ovec who was now burying their face in your back as they hid behind you.

"Oh, sorry squirt," your dad crouched down, not noticing the hooves and tail and just trying to see their face.

"Uh, dad?" James started, having already noticed those features and looking between you and your mother for an explanation. Your brother was a lot like a younger version of your dad, with nearly black hair and the same freckles as your mother.

"They're an Ovec," you explained, "and they're just a kid so don't start freaking out. They're much more scared of us than we are of them." Toby trembled but poked their head out from behind you.

Your dad startled on realising they weren't human and jumped back, "what the hell is that?!"

The sharp movement and loud voice just scared Toby, making them bleat in fear. "I'm sorry," they said, "sorry."

"It's ok," you turned back and started soothing them while your mother reprimanded your dad.

"Michael," she said, "do not speak to the kid like that."

"You're kidding, right, Julia? That's not a kid." Your dad said, "what even is that? Some mutant animal? A demon?"

"Alien," your mother said, "called an Ovec."

"An alien," your father said, "and you want us to treat it like that's normal?"

"Dad," you started. Your brother was going to say something but on hearing your tone, he immediately shut his mouth.

Your dad though, didn't hear it and continued, "how do we know that thing isn't dangerous either? It may be cowering now but that could be acting."

"Dad!" You said through gritted teeth in a tone you haven't had to take with him since you announced you were moving out of the family estate.

Your dad knew it well and knew that he'd reached the end of your patience. You'd like to say you didn't have a temper or that you had a lot of patience but really, it was about average. You weren't quick to blow a fuse but when you did, your family knew not to dig themselves a deeper hole.

"They've just been stranded on an alien planet with no supplies of their own and with creatures that could easily kill them. Have some damn empathy." You glared.

Your dad bit his cheek. You could tell he wanted to say more but he knew you too well. "Flower-"

"Those next words better be an apology to Toby," you said, looking down at the shaking kid. Toby was back to hiding their face in your back and staying in your shadow. "They're the equivalent of a fourteen year old and they were hurt when I first found them."

Your dad sighed and crouched down, still keeping plenty of distance between him and Toby. "Uh, kid?" He said, "Toby?" Toby poked their head back out again but stayed close to you. Even if their features were alien, their wide eyes and trembling lip was translatable. "I'm sorry for yelling. I was just a bit startled. I didn't mean to scare you, I got scared, myself."

"B-but, you're a human. Why would you be scared?" Toby asked, "you're bigger than me."

Your dad nodded, "I am bigger than you but I was worried you were a danger to us and I was just getting protective of my family."

"I'm sorry," Toby shrunk back into your shadow.

"No, you don't need to apologise, it's not something you did. I just jumped to conclusions. I'm sorry for scaring you." Your dad said.

"Uh, May?" James asked, "why is there an alien in your apartment?"

"Uh, good question," you chuckled, "still not really sure but every time they start to explain, they get all panicky so we're just gonna let them take their time when sharing that stuff."

"How about some proper introductions now," your mother said with an edge to her voice as she looked between the two men.

"Right," your dad said, still crouched down, "I'm Michael, I'm May's dad."

"And I'm James," James said, "her brother."

"I'm Totobyc Maechislovic III," Toby said, "just use Toby though."

"Wow, ok," James smirked, "so uh, why exactly was I called?"

"Did you bring your kit?" You asked.

"Yeah, got it," your brother held up a case, "not sure what type of lock I'm dealing with, you guys just said it has a digital key."

"It's for Toby," your mother said.

You crouched down and showed off the bands around Toby's wrists, "they're restraints. Not sure how they work but they're pretty tight on them so I'd like to get them off." Your brother crept closer too, interested in the new tech but also cautious of the alien in front of him.

"Hmm, first look at some alien tech," he muttered, "will be difficult."

"I mean, if you can't handle the challenge..." you started. Predictably, your brother jutted his elbow at you which you easily caught, "don't touch me with your knife elbows." You shoved it away.

"Play nice," your mother said behind you both.

"Ok, time to get a little look." Your brother cracked his knuckles and opened his case.

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#creative writing #writing #human and alien bonding #protective human #humans and aliens #alien oc #space child

[demcnsinmymind]

most important headcanons/char beats for my blog nav/pinned post and easier understanding

another master post? why?

after working on my blog nav  I’ve realized that my blog is filled to the brim with wordvomits upon wordvomits about Lance and my ideas for him, so I figured that next to my very lengthy headcanon masterlist, I’d make another shorter-ish post with the most important bullet points that I consider essential for possible threads and interactions with the boy.

Two most important headcanons

The lore is somewhat canon divergent on my blog. The building was alive and sentient with an agenda just like in canon, but my most important headcanon is that the entity possessing and distorting it has been H.P. L/ovec/raft’s demonic outer god Azathoth instead of just some nameless invisible thing. (see detailed possession lore and azathoth info)

Azathoth is bound to Lance on a physical and emotional level and it’s the only thing keeping him from turning into this - a severely impaired, insane and numb shell. (more here)

- The cut him being trapped in 1948 plotline is canon on my blog and I will die on this hill because it’s so awesome!!!!!!!!!!!! =(

Lance

- Lance is not a villain character. He’s not a hero either. He is a grey character and very flipfloppy. He can be the most loyal and protective friend, but he can also be the most selfish, vain, outright asshole. He’s very complicated, but I cannot stress it enough that he’s not a bad guy. (Best said by Sean (the actor who plays him) in this gifset. See more detailed HC posts about it here or here or here) Read: there is no need for excessive hostility towards him. When Azathoth’s in charge? Totally fair game. But him? Consider him more of a victim, please.

- Pre-canon, he did not believe in the paranormal. He wasn’t an outright denier, but pretty much a skeptic in need of some serious convincing. So even though he’s making an entire show about ghosts and the paranormal, off camera and out of character, he’ll tell others it’s all bullshit and think they’re bullshitting as well if they start talking about it being real, or reveal that they themselves are in fact supernatural. That is pretty much canon (see more here) Read: Pre-canon, he’ll react surprisingly douchy and somewhat naive to anything involving his own genre. However, a part of him wants to believe, so he’ll need little convincing :)

- Lance has Stockholm’s syndrome and is trauma bonded to the building/thing possessing him aka Azathoth. (See more here) Read: There will be questionable reactions on this blog that might sound defensive of the thing/trauma, might even play it down. But that is on purpose. Not me condoning what happened to him. The opposite. He’ll work his way through this and learn sooner or later that it’s bad to defend it. However, be prepared to see him get angry with the helper instead of the abuser at first, which might be perplexing at first. He’ll need a lot of convincing on that front.

- He’s filled to the brim with charisma and fake friendliness and he does have a silver tongue, but he does not have many friends be that before or after canon, pretty much none post canon after losing his team inside Collingwood and losing 13 years to his ordeal. Read: He’s all talk and no bite. Expect a lot of bitter sarcasm and a lot of pushing back. He isn’t used to the idea of people caring about him. He’ll get there.

- I headcanon him to be aromantic. Couple that with his lack of interest in deep and lasting relationships, and you got someone who is very prone to casual hook ups and what not. He has no interest in anything romantic, and neither will he ever pursue the family/marriage life. (See more here) Read: I won’t write romantic plots. Smut and regular booty calls with very tight friendships behind them are more than fair game, I love them. But there won’t be any exclusive monogamous ships here.

- He’s incredibly guarded. I don’t know the right word/explanation for it and “emotionally unavailable” doesn’t quite match how I portray him, but basically one of the most important aspects about my portrayal of him post canon is that it will take a lot to break down his barriers. It’ll take a lot of patience and time until he starts trusting people, and even more of it until he opens up to them and accepts help. This is due to his obvious trauma, not due to toxic masculinity or the fact that he’s incapable of emotions or empathy. He has a whole palette of both, but he keeps that under very tight wraps. (see more here or here or here) Read: He’ll react like an asshole when it gets down to people offering their help and comfort at first. This is not because he is one and wants to hurt anyone, but because he’s very afraid of being vulnerable and getting hurt. But it is a fact that  he very much wants help and needs help and that you’ll get him there eventually. It just takes some time and trust. Kind of like a kicked wet cat in an alley.

Azathoth

- Azathoth is an it. Please do not refer to it as “he”. It’s a thing that looks and acts like however it wants to be. It is called the nuclear chaos. It is so beyond our human comprehension and most certainly beyond the idea of genders. Read: Azzy isn’t male. It’s a chaotic wildcard. It won’t ever be refered to as “he” by me and I’d very much appreciate it if you kept that in mind =)

- As stated up above, the most important thing to keep in mind is that Azathoth is like a plug in Lance’s brain. If you pull it, he’s a goner. They both know it. Thus, they’ll react harshly and negatively to any attempts of banishing it from his body. (read more here) Read: Unlike most other depictions of possession in media with the possessed being helpless victims horrified by the ordeal and more than grateful to see their possessor gone, Lance won’t react the same way to the prospect of getting rid of it.

- Azathoth is a demonic outer god that was once exiled beyond time and space. It more or less adheres to some of L/ovecraft’s lore and canon, not to any Supernatural or biblical canon. It has no weaknesses and cannot be exorcised. It can only be bound to other buildings/universes/places beyond time or put back to sleep with ancient flutes. (read more here, also see cool videos like this) Read: Azathoth is an overpowered Mary Sue. Please do not assume it can be put in demon traps or hurt with holy water/hex bags and what not. That’ll just get Lance’s clothes wet and dirty and piss the both of them off. Fear not though, I very very rarely write out its OP powers and am more than happy to piss it off.

- It has a lot of cool powers. Though it technically isn’t canon that it’s what did all the things, whatever is possessing Collingwood did do a lot of cool things. See here. Read: Just me wanting to share my fav gifset hehe

#text post #mobile resource

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[mrsunshineboy]

you are unlovable, will, get ovecer yourself. no one will love you, you are a lost cause and you have always been one. nothnig but a problem. youf maake eeveyrone everyone around you uncomfortable. you're loud and bright, you're obnoxious, annoying, everything you do messes with the ones around you.

#vent

[isoraqathedh]

Continuing with the Serina theme, an ovecs for the thing that would most likely have a graphical group identification device, which I can translate into an ovecs.

Technically, this is not a difficult flag. However, it is really hard to construct, because I basically invented "squeezing" flags right here to show that they are three but one like some kind of trinity. Nevertheless, the result is pleasant and though it breaks some colouring rules, it's pretty good regardless.

The fact that it is not too far away from an unsqueezed flag (especially if you remove the squeeze borders) is a bonus that I didn't expect.

Also yes those are topic symbols over there on the right.

#octovexillology #conworlds #Serina #serina world of birds

[angelboybreakdowns]

sick of reading ovec my posts for spelling/phrasing errors so

[heavyweightnation]

Brayden Thompson Eliminated From Junior World Championships

Brayden Thompson Eliminated From Junior World Championships

Final Score- Bekir Ovec VPO1 Brayden Thompson 2-1 Match Overview- Thompson (USA) vs Ovec (TUR) Thompson gets in on a left side single leg but cannot finish it as Ovec looks to cut the corner. Thompson unable to score on the shot clock and Ovec takes a 1-0 lead with 30 seconds left in the first period. We head into the break 1-0 in favor of Ovec with the only point scored off the shot…

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#Brayden Thompson

[cimaxelisom]

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[tentozenmeditation]

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from Ten To Zen | Meditation Manifestation Locations https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y0_ssh-Ovec

[tanadrin]

these Klimaliste folks support lowering the voting age to 14 (!!!), which is the kind of shit I like to see. pity they’re only interested in solar and wind power and appear to be negligible in the polls--too much overlap with the greens, probably.

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[magicspace114]

Old Shadows - Bedtime

You'd just convinced your family to leave, all of them being reluctant with Tillen still acting aggressive but you were confident that Lovik and Toby wouldn't let her kill you and there was the added incentive for her that your family would surely retaliate if she did something.

"I have one spare room and that is for the child," you declared.

"Adolescent," Toby bleated, annoyed.

You just chuckled before pushing your brother's back towards the door. "Now go home, you can see us tomorrow." You pushed as hard as you could but James leaned back against you, putting all his weight on you. "Get out."

"Is that any way to treat a guest?" James leaned his head back to look at you, ultimately applying more weight as his head leaned on top of yours.

"You picked the lock to get in here, you are NOT a guest!" You yelled back, shoving harder before giving up and collapsing under his weight.

Your mother just shook her head at both of you then looked at your father, "he gets that from you, you know." She said.

"I think I started him late actually, my father gave me my first lock picks at 5." Your father said back.

"I'm not talking about that."

"Get OFF ME!!!" You struggled under your brother.

"James, get off your sister," your mother sighed, tiredly. James groaned and stood up. Your mother helped you up and pulled you into a hug, "we'll be around tomorrow. Get some sleep, Flower." She kissed your cheek.

"I'll try," you smiled, hugging her back.

Your mother stepped away and your dad hugged you, kissing your forehead. "If you need us at all, just call us."

"I will," you smiled as your family left and you were finally able to close and lock your door again. You loved your family but some interactions could just be tiring and you were ready to sleep.

On turning back, Toby was yawning and leaning against Tillen, ears drooped and eyes slowly closing. Tillen twittered melodically at the Ovec kid. "It's ok to sleep. I'll keep watch."

"You can use my bed if you want, or you can share with Toby." You offered, already guessing their answer when Tillen shot you a look.

"I think we'd all like to stay together," Lovik said politely, hovering in front of you, "thank you."

"Sure, let me get you some more blankets." You said, heading to a small linen cupboard that you used to just store all your blankets and cushions. "You want to lead them to your room, Tobs?" You called over your shoulder.

Toby let out a squeak when he yawned before standing up and pulling on Tillen's arm. You smiled, picking out a variety of blankets. Though Toby needed a lot of heat, you weren't sure about Tillen or Lovik. Tillen was covered in feathers so she might overheat though Lovik was very lizard-like so he might prefer the heat.

On getting to your guest room, quickly becoming Toby's room, you saw Toby standing away from the bed with Lovik on his shoulder and Tillen messing with the blankets.

You knocked to announce your presence. "I got more blankets and pillows for you." You held them out.

Tillen looked back at you, pupils wide and dilated. She didn't speak to you but she also wasn't hissing or growling. She prowled closer to you, feathers puffed out and clawed hands reaching slowly. It was almost mildly threatening with her slow pace but you kept still, not giving eye contact.

Tillen took the blankets, letting out a bird trill before turning back to the bed, curling the blankets up in some weirdly organised mess. It was a mess, there was no doubt about it but it was purposeful and watching her make it, she was focusing on making each detail.

She jumped onto the bed, circling her mess as if inspecting it before jumping off and picking Toby up under the armpits. Toby had been falling asleep standing up so he let out a bleat on being picked up, half opening his eyes with his legs instinctively curling up when he was being held. Tillen placed him gently down in the mess, jumping onto the bed again and fussing over his position, nudging him into a position she was happy with. Lovik was also curling close in the mess.

Toby let out a moan and shivered a little so Tillen covered him with her wing, pulling blankets over him. You also reached over to turn the electric heater on. It was right next to the bed though and Tillen wasn't happy that you reached so close.

She got up, stepping in between you and Toby, puffing her feathers up and spreading her wings. You backed off to the doorway again and she hissed lowly. Toby grumbled at her tiredly when she did. She still wasn't talking again but she blinked as if she'd just come out of a trance and hurriedly looked around the room until she saw Toby in the bed.

"It's a nest," you mumbled to yourself.

Tillen hissed. "So what if it is?" She asked. "Are you going to leave or what?"

You sat down in the doorway, looking up at her. Tillen snapped her beak, looking down at you. You just shrugged, "I want to gain your trust," you said, "I can't do that if we continue to ignore each other."

"And why should I trust you?" Tillen asked, also crouching down now to be at your level.

"To improve your quality of life," you said, "we don't know how long you'll be here. If you'll make it back into space or if you'll stay here for the rest of your lives. It can't be easy keeping up this aggression all the time."

"Oh what would you know about my life?" Tillen sneered.

"Let me tell you something about my family. They have a hold over a large portion of our city and they're feared as a result. Every decision we make, every interaction we have, it's all based on this reputation."

"Are you trying to scare me?"

"No. I'm trying to empathise," you said, "putting up this tough act, it's exhausting but if we ever showed any weakness, someone would use it. There was always someone who wanted us dead."

Tillen shook her head and feathers out, stress was obvious in her shoulders as she looked behind her at Toby and Lovik in her nest. "What do you want with us?" She asked.

"Toby's just a kid, he doesn't deserve any of this. I don't know why you and Lovik were in prison either, I don't really care." You said, "I just don't want him to suffer any more than he already has."

In his sleep, Toby whimpered and curled up tighter. Tillen got up to fuss over him, pulling more blankets around him and leaning her body on him to settle him down.

"How old are you?" You asked.

"Why does it matter? I'm an adult if that's what you want. So is Lovik." Tillen said, not looking up from settling Toby. You supposed it was a good sign that she was able to keep her back to you.

"Are you a mother, Tillen?" You watched her freeze at that, straightening up and turning to you.

"No," she said.

"Have you ever been a mother?" You asked slowly, watching her tail start to swish at the questioning.

Tillen sighed, "Flene are an altruistic race. At least for our first few breeding cycles, we help our parents raise our siblings instead of starting our own family. It teaches us how to care for chicks. I never got to the point of having my own brood."

"What happened?"

Tillen growled as she stared at the wall beside you.

A noise from outside the room made both of you perk up. You poked your head out to see the noise was coming from your front door. Someone was trying to pick at your lock and they weren't as quick or quiet as James was about it.

You put your finger to your lips to signal to Tillen as you stood up, heading to a cupboard in your living room where you had a gun. You didn't have to worry about young children finding these so you had a gun in a few places in your home.

Tillen poked her head out to see you loading your weapon and see the front door slowly opening. The chain stopped it from fully opening but they could reach in to undo it.

You just watched them do it, pointing your gun at the door a safe distance away. Once the door opened, you watched your ex walk though, not even armed adequately. He had a crowbar.

"Really?" You asked, still aiming at him.

Freddy froze and stared at you, "I didn't realise you were still up." He chuckled nervously, "you were always the first to go to bed."

"I didn't give you my address. How did you find me?"

"Come on, May, you think I can't find out on my own?"

"This is, by far, the dumbest thing I've seen you do. By all means, use that crowbar and give me a reason to put you down right now."

"Listen," Freddy put the crowbar down on a table next to the front door, "in my defence, you've not been answering my calls or giving me a chance to explain myself."

"So this is you wanting to 'talk'?" You raised an eyebrow, "how about you take that backpack off." You gestured with the gun to the backpack on his back.

"What for?" He asked.

"To see what tools you brought to help with your 'talk'. Put it on the ground, slowly."

Freddy sighed, taking his backpack off and putting it on the ground. He went to open it when you stepped forward, raising your gun more.

"Don't open it. Shove it over here," you said and Freddy did as you instructed, holding his hands where you could see them. You took one hand away to grab the bag, keeping an eye on him the whole time.

Tillen was standing in the guest room doorway, just out of sight from the front door. She was still watching you as you picked out duct tape and a gun from the bag.

"I figured you didn't just come with a crowbar," you said, putting the gun back in his bag.

"I know how many guns you have around here. I just wanted to protect myself."

"Protect yourself? While you broke into my home? That sounds like a smart idea. If you had led with that, I'd have put a bullet between your eyes immediately." You sighed, "unfortunately, I have guests over so I don't want to deal with cops." You pulled out your phone and called up your family.

"What? Who are you calling?" Freddy asked nervously.

"Hey, dad, sorry to call so late." You said. Freddy immediately dipped out of your apartment, running down the hall and ditching all his tools. You sighed, closing the door and locking it again.

"Is something wrong?" Your dad asked immediately.

"Freddy broke into my apartment," you said.

"Are you hurt?" Your father asked, all tiredness in his voice gone.

"I'm fine, he ran as soon as I called you. He didn't even get two steps into the apartment." You sat down on the sofa now, staring at the doorway. "He harassed me a couple days ago too so this is a final straw. Can you send some people to pick him up?"

"Oh yeah, I'll do that. I'm sure your brother would like a face-to-face too."

"Thanks," you smiled tiredly, "love you."

"I'll send a couple guys to keep watch on your place tonight too in case he comes back."

"Ok, I'll see you tomorrow, dad."

"Get some sleep. I'll have Johnny keep you safe."

You hung up with a smile while Tillen crept out of her room, first looking at you then at the bag Freddy left. She picked out duct tape and rope and looked at you somewhat horrified.

"What was he planning to do?" She asked.

"It's not worth thinking about," you said, "he didn't succeed."

Tillen sat down on a smaller couch across from you, "that was the same human you protected Totobyc from."

"He's an ex-partner of mine," you said, "he's very unpredictable."

"Unpredictable?" Tillen tilted her head.

You rubbed at your eyes, putting your gun on a table beside you. "Well, I thought he was a nice guy at first but after we started dating, he completely changed. He was prone to explosive anger and didn't like being told no. He won't be a problem now. My dad's sending guys after him, he'll be found within a couple days."

"What if he comes back tonight?" Tillen asked, "you'll have to sleep at some point."

"There'll be guards stationed outside the apartment, they'll know not to come in in case I shoot them." Your eyes started closing, "we'll be safe tonight... just..." you yawned, "get some sleep. It's all being taken care of." You were too tired to go to your own room so you just laid on the sofa and quickly fell asleep.

When you woke up, it was morning and there was a blanket over you that you were sure you'd given to Tillen to make her nest.

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