#and dancer

Just. Imagine, Jason Todd-Wayne, former street rat now adopted son of billionaire airheaded Brucie Wayne, puts together an omega band.

Like, since the beginning of the industry, omega groups were these four or five pretty, slender teens wearing sparky clothes and singing about friendship, first kisses or first crushes, and being role models for pre-teens omegas, teaching them how an omega is supposed to look and act like.

And then, the Toddies (winkie winkie) come out, all omegas but all looking like what an alpha would kill to look like, all over 6'2, broad chests and even broader backs, filled with muscle and with faces carved by angels.

All of them omegas, husky voices singing about how society discriminates omegas when they don't look like the stereotype, when they're too tall, or muscled, or too short, or overweighed.

That's how they start, criticizing society and stereotypes, being the voice of the minorities and encouraging people to speak out. Then, for their second or third album, they decide to try their hand at writing, and you can imagine what kind of songs Jay, the edgy nerd of the group would come out with.

Well, aside from intricate metaphors about Sheakespeare and Jane Austen. look me in the eye and tell me he wouldn't write the most intense, passionate ballad to Mr Darcy

Exactly. The saltiest shady songs ever heard. 'I may be bad, but I'm better than you', 'you think you know me but you only know what I choose to show ya', 'I learnt to smile once I was away from you', 'I'd rather die than keep living the lie that was your love'.