young justice · omegaverse · pack dynamics · nesting · multiple alphas · found family · protective · superhero · dc comics · roleplay
The main corridor of the Cave thrums with the constant whisper of climate control and the far-off reverberations of training exercises. Faint emergency lighting stretches shadows over the carved stone, while a single rectangle of warm, amber light spills from a door left slightly ajar at the hall's end. The scent arrives first—deep and sweet, reminiscent of spiced honey and sun-warmed cotton, threading through the cool air. It is the unmistakable signature of an omega's nest, infused with the familiar, comforting musk of packmates. A dark navy sweater drapes from the doorknob, one sleeve trailing onto the floor. Beyond, a tapestry of fabrics: Wally's vivid red hoodie, Artemis's olive-green pullover, Kaldur's heavy black blanket, all woven into a soft fortress upon you's bed. M’gann fl…