#[VERSE] NOMAD
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Need you now
AN: Apologies again for the late posting today- computer wasn't playing ball. But I'm making up for it with some Alpha! Nomad Steve. I hope you enjoy.
I’m using dialogue prompts from this post by @nightprompts and they can be found emboldened in the text.
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Pairing: Alpha! Nomad Steve x Omega! Reader
CW: A/B/O, Biting, Knotting, Breeding Kink, Heats, Scenting, Smidge angst, Explicit Sexual Content
Word Count: 1.9k
You were warm. And the discomfort in your abdomen was growing.
You whimpered as you rifled through your bedside drawer for the phone you’d been given, only for use in emergencies. Turning it on and opening up the message app you typed in the number you knew by heart and sent off your one-word missive.
Now.
Shutting it down again, you tossed it back in its place. Then, grabbing hold of the too large, white tee out of your other drawer, you pulled it over your head, inhaling the scent that clung to it. You whimpered again and rubbed your thighs together, before settling back into your nest, drawing your blankets close and trying to get any sort of rest you could. Whatever the response to your text, the next few days were going to be hard on your body.
It was the suffocating, body suffusing heat that woke you. Your eyes shot open, but it only took a moment to realise that you weren’t feeling any of the lancing pain you expected. Discomfort still, yes, but no needle like darts, which meant…
You didn’t even need to inhale to know. He was here. You flipped over to your other side and buried your head in his chest, a reedy noise of primal need making its way out of your throat as you scented him.
“Shh, shh. It’s okay, baby. I’m here, I’m here. Gonna take care of you, real good, okay?”
His voice rumbled through his chest, deep and calming and you could feel the slick leaking out between your legs. You tilted your head back, eyes wide, to see his ocean blue ones staring back. His mouth was turned up into a soft smile under his beard, and you drew in a shuddering breath, only really realising in that moment how much you’d missed him.
“St-steve…” It was the only word your fuzzy brain was able to form before you were shifting up his body, climbing him like a tree, so you could press your lips to his, press your bodies together. You whined as you tasted him, rolling your hips and your sodden panties against his stomach. You were glad he’d discarded his tac suit before climbing into your nest, and even more happy that he hadn’t showered.
You needed his scent. His sweat. His very essence.
You nipped and kissed and mewled at him, completely taken over by your base needs and desires. You were impatient too. Why wasn’t he in you already?
“Slow it down, baby. We got time. And I know it aches. I’ll soothe it soon, yeah. Just gotta get you ready for my knot. It’s big, remember? You’re heat makes you a little dumb, doesn’t it?”
You nodded into his neck, not really sure what you were agreeing too, just knowing that you wanted to please your alpha, agree with everything he said, so he would fuck you sooner. His large hands spanned your waist, pushing the fabric of the t-shirt up your body. His fingertips branded your skin, his touch making you feel even dizzier.
“Is that my shirt, Omega?” You nodded again. “You needed Alpha’s smell all over you, didn’t you? But I’m here now – let’s get that off you, huh?”
He eased the soft fabric over your head, and you let go of him to snatch it into your arms, twisting in his embrace to thread it into the wall of your nest, near your pillow, near where your head would be later when he…
You let out a pained cry as your arousal grew.
“Alpha, please!”
He eased you down to lie flat, a comforting smile still on his face.
“Alright, here we go, baby. Here we go.”
He pressed his mouth to the juncture of your neck and shoulder, where the small scar that proclaimed your bond lay. His hands swept up your waist to cup your breasts, and he massaged the flesh, rubbing his thumbs over your nipples. You squirmed as the pleasure flowed through you, and you tried to rid yourself of your panties, him of his briefs. His beard tickled your neck as he halted your desperate actions by moving down your body. His lips replaced his thumbs in turn, and you keened. If they were this sensitive already, what would they be like when you were swollen with his pups? The thought caused a fresh gush of slick to leave you, the sweet scent now taking over your room. Steve chuckled against you.
“Aww, poor, needy Omega.”
His rough fingers ripped your ruined panties from you, and you cried out in pleasure as he pushed two into your sodden core.
“Fuck, ‘mega. Sucking me in. Such a good girl for your Alpha.”
He pumped his fingers slowly. Too slowly for your liking, and you reached down to grab his wrist and roll your hips against his hand, but he batted them away.
“Let me do this, baby. I don’t want to hurt you. Remember what happened the first time?”
You didn’t really. All you did remember was the feeling of absolute fullness, of being stretched to your limit. There was a hazy recollection of not being able to walk properly the next day, but in your heat-addled state you didn’t care. If that were to happen again, it would be a problem for ‘future you’.
There was a tightness in your belly, and you felt Steve crook his fingers and stroke your insides, finding that special spot and…
Your orgasm ripped through you, and you clung to Steve’s bicep as he continued to fingerfuck you through it, sneakily adding in a third digit while you were in the throes of pleasure. You recovered your breath, but your ache was still there, unassuaged by the ecstasy Steve had brought you to with his fingers.
“Please…” Your plea was whispered. Pathetic. A request for clemency.
“Just give me another, Omega. One more for your Alpha, and then I’ll give you what you need.”
Steve dipped his head, suckling on your clit as his fingers continued their mission to stretch you out. Still reeling from your first orgasm, and with your heat raging through you, you felt the build up to your next one come quickly. His facial hair rubbed over your sensitive flesh, stinging you just right and your hands fisted in the sheets as you felt yourself ready to explode. Your legs trembled and your mate growled against your pussy.
“Cum, Omega. Cum for your Alpha. Now!”
Like a switch that had been flipped, you were unable to control yourself at his command. You came. Hard. Gushing over his hand and face. Soaking his beard with your sweet slick.
Your legs were like jelly, your whole body boneless, but you still mewled needily at him. He rose up from between your legs, wiping his hand over his beard and marvelling at the amount of wetness, before grinning as he moved over you.
“There you go.” With a shimmy he discarded his briefs and his erection sprang free, slapping against your stomach with its weight. “So perfect for me, baby. Even if you are all heat drunk and stupid. Let’s get you properly ready, huh?”
Steve flipped you over on your stomach easily, pulling your hips into the air so you could present for him properly. Your hips swayed, as though you were trying to fuck the air, and your Alpha chuckled and swatted your backside.
“You wanna be bred, baby? Want me to fill you with pups and make you all round and beautiful?”
It was a pitiful sound that left your mouth as you nodded into your blankets, your face pressed up against the t-shirt that Steve had taken off you earlier. His warm body curled over your back and his scent surrounded you, soothing you slightly, but his cock nudged between your legs, making you wiggle again.
“Okay, okay. I know, enough teasing. You ready, Omega?”
He didn’t wait for you to answer, he knew what your reply would be if you’d even been capable of speech.
You wailed as he breached you, his thick cock carving a space for itself inside your pussy and your hands clawed at the sheets, the sensations almost overwhelming you. Steve groaned when he bottomed out, taking a moment just to enjoy the feel of your wet heat surrounding him. But he didn’t leave you unsatisfied for long, knowing that you needed something that only he, as your Alpha, could provide. With one hand on your hip and another on your shoulder he started to fuck into you, hard. Each punishing thrust was just what you needed, scratching the itch inside you and making you cry out in joy.
It didn’t take long for you to cum again, Steve’s cock stroking you even better than his fingers had. You were barely coherent when you shouted out to him, through the ripples of your orgasm.
“Alpha! Knot! Bite! Please!”
The hand on your shoulder moved to your other hip and Steve lowered to lie fully flat on the mattress, still fucking into you. His body pressed you down, pushing you deep into your nest, his mouth moving over your mating scar again.
“You’re going to cum with me, aren’t you Omega? I need your orgasm, so I can give you all my cum.”
All you could manage was a series of punched out moans as you felt his knot start to swell, stretching the entrance of your pussy as his cock pistoned in and out of you. Your body was one raw nerve ending, it’s only purpose to feel pleasure. But you needed a little extra to cum again.
“Bite! Bite!” Your voice was muffled by the sheets, but Steve knew what you needed. You felt his teeth scrape over your scarred flesh, finding the right spot, and then he bit down.
Stars exploded behind your eyes and you screamed, your whole body spasming at the force of your orgasm. You felt Steve’s knot pop, locking the pair of you together, and then the warmth of his cum flooded you. You floated off into bliss.
You awoke. It had been four days since Steve had appeared. Four days in which he’d fucked you beyond reason, working your through your heat with orgasm after mind-blowing orgasm. But it had passed. You’d both known it last night, although neither of you had said anything. The sex had turned less frenetic; less fucking and more love-making.
You didn’t want to open your eyes, because you knew what you would find when you did. He was a criminal on the run, hiding from multiple governments and international agencies, so as much as it pained the pair of you, you couldn’t be together, properly.
Not yet.
You rolled over in your nest, the small space now feeling too big without Steve in it. Your hand reached out to brush over the space where he had lain and you bowed to the inevitable. You opened your eyes and lying there on the mattress was a black t-shirt. Steve’s t-shirt. He’d left you a fresh one, still imbued with his scent. You gathered it to you and breathed it in. It would have to sustain you until you could see him again.
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more of u need to see the light of Steve Rogers x Claire Temple x Matt Murdock x Frank Castle polycule
#mcu#Steve rogers#defenders#Matt murdock#Claire temple#Frank castle#my employer's opinions#ESPECIALLY STEVE X CLAIRE#shoutout Stevie for helping me see the light of the nomad!steve defenders-verse that lives exclusively in our heads <3
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Open Secret || @smertzimy
Sam was the worst friend.
He'd bared his soul to Sam about his discovery and the stress surrounding it, and Sam had laughed. And laughed. And laughed. And been literally no help or solace at all.
And so, not quite ready to open up to Bucky about it given the contents of what he'd just discovered, he turned to Nat - or, at least, he'd thought he turned to Nat. Apparently, Steve Rogers was failing at technology entirely today.
[text -> Buck] Did you know there's porn on the internet of Bucky and I?
[text -> Buck] It isn't literally us but they're clearly supposed to be us they use our names and uniforms and everything.
[text -> Buck] What am I supposed to do about this??
And then it hit him like a train. The name of the person he was sending the texts to.
[text -> Buck] Please don't read those. Please just delete them.
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Not-things Nomad//Open
"My arms are too long..."
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so i am fully aware that if i gave val a modern verse she would be a hippy and i'm still not sure what to do with this information
#* / be yourself. everyone else is taken ( ooc. )#irish nomadic hippy#the more i think about it the more fun i think it would be though fdjgd#anyway hi i'm finally writing up a full cheatsheet for her bg3 verse go me lmao
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note to self: redo el’s verses into something a bit more specific. the ones i have now were made back when i made his original blog years ago and, while there’s nothing wrong w them exactly, they’re a bit too broad for my taste.
#⧽ ⠀ ⠀ ── ⠀ ⠀ ooc : saw a snail ... effervescent.#his volutri years… his nomad years with carmen… life w the sisters before canon…#a verse for each book specifically (at least eclipse and bd… maybe midnight sun??) and one for post canon
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starter for tighnari! || @pertinasities
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ || being back in sumeru is... strange.
collei has been in gandharva ville for nearly two weeks now, and though it's a small area, she's barely seen half of it. most of her time has been spent inside the hut she had been assigned by tighnari; the few times she's dared to step outside, she's usually approached by at least one overly friendly villager, and she'd rather not deal with any more pitying looks sent in her direction.
she's surveyed the area closest to her hut, looking for ways to leave the place, just in case.
it's a thought that's been at the back of her mind since the day cyno brought her here, but for now, collei has chosen to stay; mostly because she can't bear the thought of disappointing amber. the fear of letting her friend down outweighs her urge to escape— for now.
and so, collei stays put in gandharva ville, in her hut, curiously looking at the notebook and pencil tighnari had given her yesterday. apparently, he had some sort of lesson planned for her today? ...collei is not entirely sure how to feel about it just yet, but she'll give him a chance, especially if it means she might actually learn to read and write. it's the least she can do when he's been nice enough to help her out these past couple of weeks.
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And again I. don't think Patryn culture is as uniform as they seem to think; Yes, there's canonical detailed mention of certain shared rituals, but those are partially created or used with the exact purpose of having a codified, insider patryn identity that can be used to recognize and discern each other from shapeshifting monster impostors. groups from different parts of the labyrinth cannot possibly all be doing the same things in every aspect of culture. thats literally the point of abri- nobody knows the entirety of whats going on in the labyrinth and while some elements are absolutely shared and can be considered the base of patryn Cultures, theres gotta be some fascinating variety in there, even between haplo and marit.
#like i was going to say in my previous post that squatters seem to be foraging nomads which im particularly not well versed in#but surely *someone* in there is doing pastoral nomad stuff too. i mean why would there be domesticated dogs running around#and wool.#Haplo baffles the abarrach sartan with comparing a place to a busy bee hive.#and like yea of course its more likely he as a single hunter did the bear thing at some point and used a wild bee hive but also#what if thats a trade good in the labyrinth.#we see him and marit making ropes but who makes those sausages#so much to think about#and then how that sort of skillset melds and or clashes with.#alfreds life exeprience. which was spent half as some steampunk grecoroman high society situation- possibly idle nobility but who knows#and half as a semimedieval castle servant.
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@thorrncrowned for bucky
‘ we really don't have to fight you know. at this point, it feels a little reductive. ’ he holds his staff in what he hopes is a non threatening stance; not wanting to escalate the situation. he almost shamelessly says, 𝙱𝚄𝚃 𝙸'𝙳 𝚆𝙸𝙽 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙴𝙽𝙳. but he decides against it. ‘ instead we could you know talk. might be enlightening for you. ’ he can feel the cool iron of his staff against the palm of his hand ( 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭. ) he took a step back, ‘ so what do you say? ’
Starter requests are open to mutuals
#v; stuck in another world#secondary verse#( mcu based )#[ this could be like a first meeting sort of things ]#[ picture Ian in full nomad costume ]
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Absolute spam on images sorry oops but iv been practicing my 3D modelling skills ALOT and I was able to make a model of (my spidersona) daphne! N I think for one of my few first times playing around with the program it came out quite well! Idk how to fix the crispy paint issues n some parts the clay has gone inside out or somethings wrong with it but I think she looks okay!
#art#cute#oc#original character#across the spiderverse#into the spider verse#spiderman#3d art#3d model#nomad sculpt#spidersona#spidersona fanart
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Thwippers Thwip Together!
Been hearing a lot of good things about Across The Spider-Verse and I can’t wait.
Done via Nomad Sculpt and Procreate
#artists on tumblr#procreate#disney#marvel comics#spider man#spider man across the spider verse#miles morales#peter parker#nomad sculpt#tron#tron legacy
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Since you call on a Father who judges each person's work impartially, live out your time as foreigners here in reverent fear.
1 Peter 1:17 NIV (2011)
#bible verse#christianity#the Father#God the Father#calling on God#judgment#fairness#justice#this world is not our home#separation#foreigners#nomads#fear#respect#reverence#1 peter 1#new international version#christian living#works
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#Fun fact: muns favorite loz game is actually twilight princess#I adore botw and I think it's probably a better game objectively#But the nostalgia is strong#Anyway I'm thinking about a tp Urbosa verse and I keep coming back#To there being severance different Gerudo clans after oot sent them all nomadic#Anyway I think she'd be a sea captain#And yes I ship her with thelma#Because I am a predictable MOTHERFUCKER
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“Are you Ed Sheeran?” - 13
"What?" John looked over in confusion. "Sorry, I don't know who that is. I'm John. John Thompson." He introduced himself, still confused with the woman's comment. He had an odd feeling being around her, but decided to ignore it.
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" you stayed. " @ John
@cardigansandearlgrey
John had been sitting by William's bedside at the hospital. Throughout the night, he stay there to make sure that the young man would make a full recovery from his injuries. He didn't even sleep at all.
When William finally woke up, John felt so relieved. He gave him a smile. "Of course. I want to make sure you were okay. So, how are you feeling?" He asked, still feeling concerned.
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🧸🧸🧸(Saki to Broly)
Send 🧸 to find my muse as a child
Smaller legs trounced through the snow, skidding off the hills and knolls in a wild dash through the wintery landscape. Wide eyes could only gawk around in simple wonder of the strange white substance coating everything and how cold the air is. Each breath he took mystified him as he could see it for a few fleeting seconds before it disappeared right before his eyes. Never before had he come across such a phenomena and as of the moment, he was busy running around to see how far this sort of thing stretched. Did everything have this strange white powder? Where did it come from? Climbing up on logs and jumping off into piles, the boy popped up soon enough and shook off the flecks of white clinging to raven hair.
His nose itched and burned with the chill, both hands and feet growing numb but for the moment; he was having more than enough fun to not mind the discomfort. Eventually, the boy would come across a vast lake and upon seeing some fish swim beneath what looked to be crystal clear waters; instinct had him prowl low to the ground and steadily inch his way closer to where land met water. Once he felt ready, the young Saiyan pounced and smacked with a resounding thunk onto something hard. In seconds, the large fish darted away back to the safety of the depths while their would-be pursuer slid across the frozen surface helplessly on his belly in abrupt confusion over what stopped him.
Once he came to a stop in the middle of the vast ice, he attempted to try and stand only to slip and fall right back to where he started. Unsteady hands planted themselves over the surface, trying to claw some grip with dull fingernails to little effect while he tried to get his lower half to get to his knees. The lashings of a tail cut and whipped at the air in jerking motions, attempting to help maintain balance however the extra motions seemed to worsen his attempts until he fell to his back and stared up at the sky towering overhead. Huffing pants exhaled from a smaller chest, trying to catch breath for all the clumsy movements on trying to get to all fours.
#Anonymous#|| Tag: Answered#|| Tag: Gazing over the Abyss of Stars { Broly }#|| Verse: For One so Small you seem so Strong#( tiny broccoli has been given. )#( i dont think he'd ever seen snow till he was older bc alfdskjlgg snow planets would seem to be very harsh to live on )#( he'd be used to sprawling jungles. hot deserts especially and varying stages of civilizations across his nomadic upbringing. )#( i mean fuck. what is he gonna do than cling to his father while they try to lay low and not get detected by frieza forces )#( or have to deal with hunters / hostile native inhabitants and the like. )#( still wouldn't want to get him mad but as a kid. i like to think he was more or less happy in a way. )#( mainly through child ignorance or naivety to an extent. haven't really delved to this area so heck )
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