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gojorgeous · 3 months

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Heyyyy I just wanted to say I love the way you write! I’m obsessed with your alpha!jjk character series. I’m very new to a/b/o fanfics buuut I keep thinking about how possessive they’d get if they smelled another scent on the reader, even if it was just from something like borrowing a sweater. I just imagine them like trying to override the scent n theyre like super determined to do it 🫣

Idek if that’s something that can happen in these typa fics but anywaysss

Have a good day!

Hey bestie! I decided I'd write a litle smthn smthn for you hehe. I picked geto cause he's more alpha to me. It's below the cut! (suggestive/a/b/o dynamics/jealousy):

"What are you wearing?"

You don't even look up from your desk, a little irritated that your late-night email check has been interrupted.

"Huh?" You scan a subject line and hit delete as soon as you realize it's no more than junk mail.

"What are you wearing?"

Your body jolts. He's using that tone that makes you melt for him- that he only ever uses when he wants, needs, your attention.

You turn quickly in your chair and your heart thumps when you see the angry furrow in his brow. "It's just... a sweater."

A muscle tics in his jaw and your eyes glaze over a little when smell his scent pumping thickly into the air of your office.

"It's not your sweater, and it's not mine. So where did you get it, hm?"

He's moving closer now, his spicy scent growing stronger with every step. You have to blink and swallow just to form a coherent thought.

"I-I got cold at work. A friend offered it to me..."

He's over you now, a hand curled around each arm of your chair, caging you in. A few strands of black hair have fallen loose from his bun and they brush against your face. The feeling makes you shiver.

His head dips until he's buried deep in your chest and you squeak when you hear him inhaling. You know you're in for it.

"It reeks of male."

You sigh, gently pushing him away. "I'm sorry, Sugu. I'll take it off-" You don't even get to finish before you hear a wretched tearing noise. "Suguru!" You can only watch as he literally rips the sweater from your body and then tosses it straight into the trash can. You swat at his shoulder. "That was a coworker's! What am I supposed to tell him when he wants it returned tomorrow?!"

His hands settle on your hips and the touch makes your skin ripple with electricity. His scent is even thicker now and he's so close...

"Tell him he shouldn't go putting his scent all over my omega." Your eyes glaze over and you whimper when a familiar heat starts swirling in your tummy. The primal side of you loves when he gets like this, loves when he stakes his claim.

You gasp when your ass is suddenly no longer in your seat and instead you're dangling in Geto's arms. Your legs swing as he carries you toward the bedroom.

"Sugu-"

"Shhh. We have to get that scent off you, no?" His smirk makes you shiver again. "And I have plenty of ideas on how to do it."

Hope you liked bb!!

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jesterloverbastard · 3 months

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your f/os accept the fact that you have a personality disorder

your f/os are willing to give supply if you ever need it, even when you don't directly ask for it

your f/os are understanding and try to help u throught the recovery proccess

your f/os understand when u have a crash or breakdown, your f/os are willing to give u space, hear you or just whatever that makes ya feel the best

#[ 💌 ] — lovemail｡#affirmations #f/o affirmations #f/o x self insert #s/i x f/o #f/o community #f/o comfort #selfship comfort #selfship community #self shipping #self ship #selfshipper #actually cluster b #actually cluster c #personality disorders #pd positivity

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buckgasms · 1 year

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Hello!✨ I know I've already requested but I was wondering that if I can do at least another request, if not that's completely okay. But currently I'm sick and I get cranky when sick so I was wondering if you'd do something, even short. With alpha Bucky and sick omega female reader? Please feel free to ignore my request. Again, I loved the one you did for me with Mafia/Alpha Bucky X reader and the nest. I really love your writing and so it'll mean a lot but please don't overwork yourself. Again feel free to ignore me if you don't want to or can't. Keep up the good work! ✨

My angel!!!! Please don't apologise! Nonnie's and asks are always welcome here, especially when you bring good stuff like this. It might take me a while, but I will get round to it 💛

I'm sorry you were feeling poorly, I hope you are feeling much better now! Sorry this took so long but I hope you enjoy it! ✨

You woke up with a stuffy head, as if it was packed with cotton wool and every muscle in your body hurt. You were wrapped up in your nest, a blanket tucked up under your chin and your favourite teddy in your arms. The night before you were coming down with a cold but today it clearly had hit you with a vengeance.

Luckily you had the most amazing and intense alpha of all time and he was going to fight your cold on your behalf. You're little moans alerted him to you waking up and he was on you already.

"Easy little omega, take it easy" he cooed as you try to sit up. He guided you upwards and pressed a glass of cold water into your hands. As well as a couple of pills to keep the pain at bay. As you sip he presses his big hand on your cheeks and forehead.

"Tell me know you feel sweetness?" He says as you groan. "Tired and everything hurts" you pout, voice stuffy with flu. "Can't smell you alpha" you whine and he takes the glass from you hand and places it on the side before rolling over you and pulling you into his arms. He presses his lips to your scent gland and licks, sucks and kisses.

An instant warmth spreads over your body, tingles travelling from the top of your head to the tips of your toes and you whine in a more pleased way than before. You briefly untuck yourself from the blankets and climb onto Bucky before wrapping yourself and him up again.

"Do it again please" you whisper, pressing your face into his neck and chest clinging to any scent of his that slips through. He chuckles, a deep rumble that soothes your soul. He presses more kisses and licks to your sensitive neck and you cling to his body as your muscles relax and your eyes close in heady relief.

"Alpha, I don't wanna be sick" you groan, voice muffled by his skin against your lips. He wraps his arms round tighter and sucks a little harder before releasing with a pop. "I know my beautiful Omega, but I'm gonna help you feel better, I promise."

🤒

He spends the day keeping you fed and watered, rubbing your sore limbs and satisfying your omega needs. He lets you latch on to his fingers for comfort, you even have a nap with your head in resting on his thighs because his scent is much stronger in that region and it makes you less edgy and allows you some more sleep. You try to encourage some other activities but he is firm with his no.

"But Alpha! Orgasms make headaches go away!! And Alpha knots make Omegas feel really happy!" He chuckles as you hold back a sneeze and strokes soothing hands through your hair. "Well when you're feeling better Omega, you can have it all you want, but not today sweetness." You pout until he distracts you with kisses and cuddles, along with the promise of what will come later.

🤒

By the end of the day you are a bit better, and he lets you take a nice shower while he changes the bed. When you come out you feel refreshed and you giggle with happiness when he puts his t-shirt on you, so your fresh clean skin is already scented with him. You take your time to rearrange the nest correctly, with Bucky doing much of the 'heavy lifting', like moving blankets and cushions to the right place and finding space for your bear. Eventually, once you feel satisfied you climb back in with Bucky.

"You take such good care of me Alpha" you sigh as you close your eyes and sniffle, still feeling a little worse for wear but happy none the less. His fingers rub circles into your body, following the sounds of your satisfaction as he moves around gently.

"Anything for you my beautiful Omega"

#bucky barnes #bucky x reader #alpha bucky #omega reader #alpha omega #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky imagine #bucky smut #bucky barnes smut #darling nonnie #💌#sebastian stan #a/b/o bucky #a/b/o headcanon #a/b/o dynamics

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hyunsvngs · 7 months

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Oh oh a/b/o ask! Imagine living with the boys for the first time and suddenly their shit starts going missing because you're nicking everything for a nest 🥺 how do you think they'd react??

Also I hope you're doing well!🩷

-🦇

YES!!!! also i tried something different with this such as pack dynamics/poly ot8 with jeongin’s one SOOOO i hope u like <3 some r smutty some r cute lol

chan:

it’s not perfect. you have two of chan’s hoodies, even a pair of his worn boxers - which you would cringe over at any other point in your life - and none of it is enough to satisfy your preheat. you need more, arranged in a U shape like a fucking dog bed on top of your boyfriend’s own actual bed.

“what’s this?” you heard him hum when he entered the room, arms wrapping around your waist and looking over your shoulder. “is my omega making a nest on my bed?”

“‘s not right,” you huff, stomping your foot. chan chuckled, shoulders shaking against yours. “i need more. then- then, you have to come in it.”

you felt chan tense. it was unheard of, an alpha coming into an omega’s nest so early on - it was meant to be just for you to cosy into until you were ready to be opened up by a knot, repeatedly. just the thought of a knot had your thighs tensing. “you want me in your nest, baby?”

“yes,” you pouted. when you turn towards him, he was in a t-shirt and basketball shorts, eyes soft and his smile tender. you love him. you love him so much, but… you need what he’s wearing. “channie. off.”

“off-? what?” he startles when you yank at his t-shirt, ripping it off of him. the scent of surprise hits you, salt walter and sand filling the room. you launch it into your nest, uncaring about the shape of it when his scent is so fresh and so strong. you continue your mission, pulling his basketball shorts and boxers down and into the nest, leaving him stood stark naked.

“you have to come in now, ‘kay?” you grin, climbing into the nest. your sleep shorts and sports bra are shucked off on your way in, and chan jumps to attention, still in shock, crawling in next to you. it’s perfect. your own scent is mixed with his and it’s cosy, and so so warm when he curls his body around yours.

“is it good now?” he murmurs, kissing your neck softly. you nod, wiggling your body back into his. his skin is cool against your own slightly heated one, the effects of heat having not taken you over yet.

“nap, then knot. yeah?” you ask, and chan chuckles, nodding. “love you, channie.”

“i love you too, gorgeous.”

minho:

“i’ve got something for you,” you perk up at the sound of your boyfriend’s voice, coming into your room with a laundry hamper in hand. he’s in just a towel, wrapped around his waist with droplets of water travelling down his toned body. you try to avoid staring, but it’s unsuccessful - your tv show was paused as soon as he walked in looking so fucking fine. “my clothes, for your nest.”

you scoff. “what nest? i’m not in preheat, min.”

“you are,” he smirks, emptying the clothes onto your bed unceremoniously. the smell of chocolate hits your senses immediately, and you preen, sitting up to examine one of his favourite t-shirts. the scent is rich when you hold it to your nose, breathing in sharply. he chuckles. “told you.”

you grumble. “i’m so not.”

“omega, you’re stinking up the fucking house. not that it’s a bad thing, don’t get me wrong,” minho sits on the bed, the towel moving precariously down his slender hips. your eyes follow it, and he moves his hand to raise your head to look at him. he’s still smirking. “i knew you’d want my dirty clothes.”

“ew, i don’t want dirty ones-“

“okay, lightly used,” he muses. you sniff the t-shirt again, and then you realise - yeah, you’re in preheat. you’ve got to give it to your boyfriend that he knew you were before you even did, in all fairness. when you look back at him, his eyes are softer, mouth in a much tender smile. “you want my help building your nest?”

you sigh. “always, min.”

he scratches your scalp, leaning over to kiss your nose. “there’s a good girl.”

changbin:

“hey baby, have you seen my-“ changbin pauses at his bedroom door. you’re curled up in his quilt, more blankets from the couch with changbin’s sandalwood sent all over him on top of you. your preheat had hit hard, and since your boyfriend got home from work, you’d found yourself in a quick makeshift nest with his favourite hoodies and blankets surrounding you. “oh my god.”

you look up, and changbin’s smiling, reaching both of his ears. “‘m in nest. made it ‘cause i’m in preheat.”

“i can see that, gorgeous,” he’s still smiling when he approaches the bed. “and there’s that hoodie i was looking for!”

you hesitantly grab it from next to your head, offering it out to him.

“no way, baby,” he shakes his head rapidly, sitting on the side of the bed. he has more manners than to enter your nest uninvited. “‘s yours now, okay? for your nest. binnie will have it back after.”

“binnie can come in, you know,” you mumble, still wrapped up in his quilt. “you have to be naked though. it’s a requirement.”

you giggle into the fabric as changbin shucks his clothes off quicker than you’ve ever seen him move, and then he’s inching in next to you under the quilt. he makes sure not to rustle any of your other items, only smiling when he’s positioned nose-to-nose with you.

“you’re naked too,” changbin giggles. you nod, smiling. “you’re burning up.”

“preheat,” you clarify, inching closer to him. his skin feels so soothing on yours, and he pulls you closer with his massive biceps, kissing your hairline. you nuzzle into his pecs happily, but you need approval. “my nest… ‘s it good?”

changbin hums. “best nest i’ve ever seen, pretty girl.”

hyunjin:

hyunjin was going insane. he couldn’t find his versace boxers anywhere, and he really wanted to wear them today. they were clean, he’d only thrown them on for a few seconds last night before he fucked you open on his bed so… where were they?

he huffs, swinging the bedroom door open and… oh. he blinks, tilting his head to the side. you’re in a nest. a nest you’ve clearly built with him in mind, because you’ve got his treasured versace boxers pressed to your nose as you grind into the mattress, whining. he feels sorry for you. why hadn’t you called for him?

“oh, darling girl,” he coos, coming to the side of the bed. you perk up, and your eyes are watery when you look at him. you still haven’t moved the boxers from your nose. “did you need hyunnie? i’m here. why didn’t you call?”

“you were busy,” you inhale the rose scent, unable to control the rocking of your hips into the mattress again. “built a nest for me. for us. ‘s for us, smells of you, ‘s so good-“

“i was actually busy looking for these,” he uses two fingers to poke at the fabric by your face, chuckling. “i wanted to wear them today, but i think you need them more.”

“i need hyunnie,” you pout, throwing the boxers to the end of the bed. he doesn’t protest when you drag him in by his dressing gown, throwing the blanket over him to envelop him in your nest. “never had a preheat like this. i’m fucking horny.”

hyunjin laughs again, kissing your lips chastely. you’re naked, grinding on his thigh as you nose at his scent gland. “i’m here, i’m here. it’s okay. what do you need?”

“you. god, you-“

hyunjin tuts then, still smirking. “hands and knees then, darling girl. you know the rules.”

jisung:

it’s hot. too hot. it’s even hotter now that you and your boyfriend are both in heat, writhing around on the nest you built together. his smell is so strong, citrus wrapped around you as he noses at your scent gland.

“i need- baby, my baby, i need you again,” jisung whines, and you nod. “i need to be inside that pussy.”

“you smell so good,” you huff, spreading your legs. he moves a few things around, and then he perks up.

“my mahagrid shirt!” he squeals. “i was looking for that. you had that, baby? god, you’re so cute!”

you pout, using one leg to drag him on top of you. his cock is hard, leaking between you, and you let one hand fall from his back to his asshole. it’s leaking, too, rivulets of slick covering your finger as you hook it into his hole just to make him whine.

“cock, jisung. now,” you murmur, and he nods, but he’s still trying not to giggle through his pleased sighs as he pushes into you. you moan at the stretch, a high pitched, keening noise, and he kisses your neck in appreciation.

he’s rutting into you at a blistering pace instantly, his balls slapping off of your skin. “baby- baby, my asshole, more, finger it more, oh god-“

you whine, nodding as you push in two fingers and curl them upwards. when your head falls back in pleasure, you let it roll to the side and- what?

“jisung, is that my lace underwear?” you ask, deadpan. he blinks, and his hips halt, turning to follow your gaze.

“oh, yeah, the expensive ones. they smelled so much of you.”

“jisung!” you giggle, slapping his back playfully. well, it was meant to be playful, but he just moans. “i’m really concerned about the fact we didn’t even realise what we both had in this nest.”

“in all honesty, baby, i was too involved with this pussy. g’na fuck it now, so shut up.”

well, that’s you told.

felix:

“now, that’s a nest if i’ve ever seen one.”

the problems of having an omega boyfriend. you’re trying to make a nest out of his things, socks, boxers and hoodies alike so that you can be drowned in his cinnamon scent. you don’t want him to realise, though. it was meant to be a surprise for the two of you, for when your heat kicks in. felix loves helping you with your heat, so you’d deemed it an amazing surprise - except now it wasn’t, because he’d noticed.

“it was a surprise!” you pout, turning to face him. he’s stood with his arms crossed along his chest, head tilted to the side with a smile on those frustratingly perfect lips. “i was… making a nest. for us. for my heat. there’s some of my stuff in there, too, for you.”

“oh, princess,” felix coos, kissing your cheek. “it really is perfect. i love how you included the ten hoodies you’ve stolen from me-“

“oh, yeah. you need to wear those again by the way.”

felix giggles, rubbing his nose into your scent gland. “okay. i’ll roll all over them like a dog in mud so they smell all pretty for you, baby.”

you smile, letting him wrap himself around you and look down at you with dark chocolate eyes. his freckles are so cute, and you find yourself staring at them as you always do.

“i’m excited, y’know,” you mumble, embarrassed. “we… you know, what we spoke about.”

“me trying to breed you during this heat?” felix asks, and you nod. “i know. i’m excited too. i know it’s a bit harder with two omegas, but it’s definitely possible. the doctor said so.”

you nod again, hugging him and burying your face into his chest. “i hope it takes.”

“oh, i’ll make sure of it. i’ve got you, baby. always have and always will.”

seungmin:

you’re lost in your preheat. it’s not been like this since you’ve been with seungmin, but he’s in work right now, working on a record with chan. it hurts. it’s painful, and that’s why you’re humping his shirt like there’s no tomorrow, nuzzling into his pillow.

he just smells so good. you’d always liked vanilla scents and then you met seungmin, and it was like a dream come true. the beta was the perfect balance of dominant and submissive. he was the perfect match for you when mixed with his cute pout and light vanilla smell.

you jump when you hear seungmin’s voice from the door. “you could’ve fucking asked, y’know?” he sounds angry, and you whine in submission. your beta’s angry - your sweet boyfriend, the love of your life. you’ve pissed him off. you bare your neck to appease the situation and you hear him chuckle, walking over to your side of the bed. “did you make a little nest, omega?”

“i- hnng, yeah, ‘s for us to share,” you nod, and he smiles, running one large hand down your naked back. you’re reminded of your position, then, slick soaking the fabric of one of his favourite t-shirts. “oh. oh, seungmin, i’m sorry. i just missed you, and-“

“no, baby,” he’s practically purring, running his hand up from your back to your hair. you let your eyes shut in bliss as he scratches his fingernails over your scalp. “you’re enjoying it, aren’t you? rubbing all over my shirt like a slut. are you in your preheat, baby?”

you nod, nuzzling back into his pillow. seungmin chuckles again. “are you… do you wanna come in, seungie?”

“of course i do, omega,” the blanket shifts, and then he’s next to you, all long legs and lithe body. “it’s a perfect nest for us, baby.“

“yeah?” you throw the shirt to the side, met with your boyfriend’s much fresher scent. you climb on top of him and he allows it, less mean and teasing now that he’s noticed your situation. “i’m sorry i took your shirt.”

“don’t be silly. whatever’s mine is yours. ask me next time and i can fix you up with a softer one to grind that pussy into, okay?”

jeongin:

“smells like a scented candle in here,” seungmin grumbles, his signature scowl even more prominent when he enters your room. you poke your head up out of your nest, glaring at the beta.

“get out of my room.”

“no, seriously, what is that smell? it’s like, lavender, or- oh,” seungmin’s scowl falls into a shit eating grin. “you’ve got jeongin’s clothes in your nest.”

“yeah, so?” you hiss, burying yourself further in the comforting scent. speak of the devil, jeongin emerges next to seungmin with two large bottles of water and a massive smile on his face.

“isn’t it adorable? i’m definitely her favourite alpha in the pack,” jeongin giggles, putting the water bottles on the floor. you welcome him back into the nest and he throws his arms around you, scenting you thoroughly to please the preheat monster inside of you.

“i want to come into the nest,” seungmin pouts. you glare at him.

“no mean betas allowed, unfortunately.”

“that crosses hyunjin off too, then,” seungmin shrugs. “i’ll let him know. bye guys!”

when seungmin leaves, slamming the door shut, jeongin pecks your nose lovingly. “am i your favourite alpha? you have to tell me again, for ego purposes.”

you giggle, shaking your head in disbelief. “of course you’re my favourite alpha. i have five of your hoodies in here.”

jeongin blinks, then he’s shifting. “that reminds me,” he mutters. you watch in shock as he yanks his hoodie off, burying it under the quilt behind you. “another one for you, freshly scented!”

you smile, kissing his cheek. “love you, alpha.”

“love you more, baby omega.”

#juno’s asks ♡#🦇 anon 💌#JUNO TAKES A/B/O!

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tteokdoroki · 2 years

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ok but if u went into heat at work, alpha + coworker!kirishima / bakugou wld get u right in the break room. sends u home w a cunt full of cum to hold u over ‘til he gets off <3333

— the break room + eijirou kirishima.

warning(s): smut, mdni 18+, a/b/o dynamics, heat cycles, omega!reader, alpha!kirishima, overstimulation, slightly mean!eijirou, afab!reader thank u sem ily mwah !!

“i…oh fuck, ohh fuck—‘m sorry, s-so sorry about this. fuck you’re so…ngh…tight.”

you don’t know why kirishima’s apologising, it’s your mess (quite literally) that got you here in the first place— your slick had been running down your inter thighs all afternoon, barely concealed by your short pencil skirt and you’d made no effort to hide it either. your heat had hit you like a truck, perhaps you’d missed a suppressant or two between the stress of meetings and project deadlines, and you knew the alphas dotted around your block could smell you, practically taste you, drooling into the crotch of your panties like it was nobodies business.

it’s usually taboo for alphas to turn their head’s towards unclaimed omegas… no matter how tempting the prize of a sticky, ripe and breedable pussy is, and kirishima is usually a good guy… usually so respectful but you just smelt so overwhelming and so needy and that’s how you end up plastered over a table in the corner of the break room. “‘m not usually like this…oh shit, baby don’t squeeze. please.” your back is sticky, you’re sure if you arched it, the paint from the desk would peel away with it. the alpha, big, red haired and strong pushes your knees deeper into your shoulders with every thrust, cock throbbing every time you flutter around him. “just…you smell so good, fucking…dripping. across. the damn. office floor— fuck!”

kirishima let’s out a low and frustrated growl, punctuating each of his words with harsh thrusts of his hips against your abused cunt. you’re so fucking wet down there, so sweet for him, like your hole is eijirou’s saccharine prize after half a days work— his honey dipped reward for him to drown in after slaving away all day. you watch his nice guy resolve start to crumble, your reliable coworker letting his biological instincts take over as he bends you in ways in which you didn’t know you could go and forces the fat tip of his cock against your g-spot, sending your pretty eyes rolling back into your skull.

“‘m so sorry baby, really…jesus. really i am,” he drawls, slurring over the saliva that pools on the pallet of his tongue; filthy words oozing from between his lips and smearing across your skin in sloppy kisses almost as ruined as your cunt as kirishima pounds away at your puffy soaked folds. “but you shouldn’t be walkin’ around like that… the wrong kinda guy could have taken advantage of you. yah…ya wouldn’t want that, would you? good thing ‘m here…”

eijirou flops down on you, bites at your neck close to where he could make you his forever and smiles as the omega beneath him reaches up to wrap their arms around his neck— clinging onto him because it makes you feel safe, because he makes you feel good. you’re so cute, trembling and on the verge of tears as your sweet little pussy gushes out against his swelling cock— near forcing him out of your snug hole that he carves his name into.

“awww, you cummin’ again little one, g-god, ‘m sorry i didn’t.., should have taken you sooner…i let all those other alphas even look at you.”

your breath hitches, a whine bubbling on your messy lips, juices pouring down your inner thighs. “‘m sorry mista kirishima… won’t happen again…oh god! eiji!” you cry, locking your legs behind his head as they sit high on his shoulders— he’s so broad he could split you apart if he moved. kirishima reaches deep, stretching you out for the shape of him, making sure the little omega beneath him cums a third time. you can feel how slick your bodies are while they move together— his precum forming a thick white ring at the base of his shaft, balls slapping against your ass and grinding against your swollen clit and you can’t stop cumming. “eijirou..s’too much—!”

with your lower stomach burning, the knots within it still burning the more you squirt along the break room floor— kirishima slowing his hips to a grind, pulling what he can out of you to soothe the heat that burns through all of your thoughts. he thinks he’ll torture you like this a little longer, take advantage of his alpha strength and keep you pinned to his cock on this table right up until your break ends and he can send you back to work with your slick panties full of his cum.

he’ll keep you nice and scented and all his from then on.

#tteokdoroki #kirishima smut #kirishima x reader #kirishima thirst #bnha smut #bnha thirst #💒. user sem #[ exe. princess of softness ]#🖇. moots #💌. you’ve got mail #tw: a/b/o

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takami-takami · 1 year

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A/B/O Hawks headcanons?

I'm GLAD you asked!!

Alpha. Hawks is so alpha. He adores when his darling omega takes care of him, preens him, gets possessive over him; but at the end of the day, his job is to protect what's his. And he takes his job very, very seriously.

He buys you jewelry; lots of jewely. Pretty, sparkling jewery he can scent and have you wear. He takes delight in decorating his omega, his very own possession, with ornaments of his choosing. He thinks you're so pretty.

Loves playful chasing. It satisfies an instinct he'd rather not question the roots of. The euphoric feeling he gets when he catches you, tackles you and grips you in his tight, saccharine embrace; the squeaks you let out, your laughter laced with indignant screams as he peppers kisses on your face? It boils his blood, makes his heart flutter out of his chest.

In the same vein: PLAY WRESTLING! He indulges you in little play fights, letting you chew on him to your heart's desire. He'll let you think you're in charge. You'll never be nearly as strong as him, so he's extra careful to limit himself, like a rottweiler gently toying with a pup that innocently overestimates its own strength.

This man is a caretaker and a provider at heart. He takes care of things on his own (you'll have to convince him to slow down sometimes). Make sure to praise him for his efforts! Compliment his nest, call him alpha, remind him how good he takes care of you; it melts him and turns him to mush.

#💌 asks #hawks x reader #keigo takami x reader #mha thirst #bnha thirst #minors dni #tw smut #tw abo #tw a/b/o #🍧 sugar

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emjiroki · 3 months

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Seeing your posts make me miss Enji even more. Especially Alpha Enji. Alpha Enji needing to breed you like his life depended on it. Ugh I need it. Need his babies nowwww!

🎀🔥

PLEASE I NEED THIS TOO (sorry for the late answer my lovely anon)

He would be so soft about it... at first... but the moment you start begging for him to knot you and fill you up he's going full feral

His big hands forcing you to keep bouncing on him, his arms caging you in and his mouth on your throat and and- *hyperventilating*

#i need him in a way that would get me three life sentences #till my back breaks #alpha enji todoroki #tw a/b/o #tw knotting #🎀🔥 anon #inbox 💌#em talks 👄#emji 🩷

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lu-dao-writes · 3 months

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I love your Alpha!Choso fic and now my mind is swirling with that could possibly come after. Reader slowly and cautiously warming up to Choso, both struggling to reconcile with their feelings while dealing with the aftermath of the Shibuya Incident. Reader feeling a mixture of anger and anxiety over their brother being trapped in the CUBE and that being a roadblock in their burgeoning relationship with Choso. I also think it'd be so funny if one of the first things Gojo saw right as he comes out of the Prison realm is their sibling arm-in-arm with Choso given the last thing he saw in Shibuya. Ahhhh the possibilities. 10/10 🤭🥰🤭🥰

AHHH!😩🙏🏼🙏🏼 You have no idea how much it means to me seeing this lol. It’s made my day better. But yes! The possibilities that could happen lol🤪. I’ve thought about adding more but I have so many projects I wanna do and so little motivation/energy. But I’m so glad you enjoyed it!!

Gojo would definitely be confused as hell to see his sibling chummy with a dude he fought before getting locked up in the prison realm 🤣.

And the idea of the reader and Choso slowly working their issues and bond together would be a nice slow burn, also beautiful if they manage to actually work it out.

Thanks so much for your thoughts, Anon!!🥺💕💕🩵🙏🏼

#𝐥𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 ꒰ 💌 ꒱#𝐉𝐉𝐊✩ ̇ ┈•ﾟ #jujutsu kaisen #a/b/o jjk #jjk #choso kamo #jjk x reader #choso kamo x reader

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lesservillain · 3 months

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Can an alpha man have sex with an alpha woman?

yeah of course! there no restrictions when it comes to actually having sex, more so it's the fact that alpha's and omegas are supposed to be biologically made for each other. like other alphas and betas might have a hard time fully taking their alpha partner given their typically larger than average size. but an alpha man and woman can definitely have sex and also have children together. in most cases it can be harder for an alpha woman to get pregnant though. hope that answers your question!

#bunnie’s inbox 💌#bunnie talks omegaverse #alphas #a/b/o dynamics

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theharrowing · 11 months

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MOTHER OH MY GOD A/B/O NAMGI AHHHH CAN WE HAVE A WIP SNIP PLEASE PLEASE PLEASEPLEASE I am foaming at THE MOUTH!!!!!!!!

HELLO, MY DARLING CHILD!!!

i sat on this ask for a bit because i wasn't sure which snip to share (that doc is 91 fucking pages lmaoooo) but @violetsiren90 helped me decide on the scene that my darling @sailoryooons called yoongi a capri sun (aka yoongi juice box 🧃🧃🧃 i added a little * to the line that she left that comment on so you can giggle along.) so uhhhh enjoy some very explicit smut!!! actual fic coming soon...ish? i'm not sure yet.

cw: explicit smut, a/b/o stuff idk (scents and so on), omega slick, begging, booty eating, praise, smutty immediately after the cut!!!!

Yoongi is acutely aware of the fact that his slick is dripping from him. Demureness slips away as he lifts his legs and gently uses his feet to tug at Namjoon, using his toes to dig gently into his ribs. Namjoon looks down at Yoongi, down between his legs, and his lips lift into a grin. "You're so—" Namjoon begins, shaking his head and cutting himself off. "Please," Yoongi whines, hole aching to be filled. Namjoon's scent is overwhelming, clawing at Yoongi's senses, ripping his sanity to shreds like the shirt that still uselessly clings to one of his shoulders. Never has he begged to be fucked before, but he cannot hold back. "Namjoon. Please." Namjoon nods in dazed, slow movements. And then he flings Yoongi's briefs across the room and gets onto his hands and knees in a movement so quick, the mattress shakes, and Yoongi gasps. Namjoon leans close, rakes his teeth over Yoongi's thigh, eyelids fluttering closed, and he looks so feral and so fucking handsome, Yoongi cannot help but stare. "Yoongi, you are so—" Again, Namjoon shakes his head and stops himself. He nips at Yoongi's thigh, sending a tickling mix of pleasure and a tiny hint of pain coursing through him, making Yoongi dig his heels into the mattress and whimper. "So fucking—" "So, what?" Yoongi shouts, bowing his back, feeling the sheet stick to his skin, digging his head into the pillow. The desire that pours from him clings in the air and looms overhead like a cloud. Like a threat. Yoongi fears he will be suffocated at any moment if he is not sated. Rather than respond, Namjoon sinks lower, and, before Yoongi can make sense of his actions, Namjoon grabs and slightly lifts Yoongi's ass, spreading him with both hands as he licks over his hole, slow and firm and so good. Yoongi's hips buck upward as he moans, choking on the end of it and turning it into a sob as Namjoon licks again and again. Is this allowed? Should he be doing this? Yoongi is already soaking wet and does not need foreplay; why is Namjoon tasting him like this?* But Yoongi does not voice his questions; he would not dare. Namjoon swirls his tongue over Yoongi, groaning and growling, making every inch of his skin burn with arousal, and his cock aches to be touched, neglected, and leaking against his tummy. "Holy fuck," Yoongi finally whines when he cannot keep it in any longer, back arched with his toes digging into the mattress, attempting to keep himself lifted. "I just knew you would taste this sweet," Namjoon grumbles, dragging his teeth once more over Yoongi's thigh while sitting up between his spread legs. Yoongi whimpers, fisting the sheet tightly, body heaving and trembling and desperate. "Please," he sobs, squeezing his eyes closed and opening them wide, staring at Namjoon's shoulders, at his pecs, at his tummy and his thighs, and his hard, leaking cock. Two fingers graze over Yoongi's hole, and he stutters a moan, keeping his jaw slack while Namjoon penetrates him so slowly it makes his eyes roll back. The stretch of his fingers floods Yoongi with arousal that burns hot in his tummy and spreads to his limbs. Yoongi opens his eyes to find Namjoon's mouth slowly falling open as he watches his own fingers get swallowed. Then he pulls out and looks Yoongi in the eye, mouth tugging to a droopy smile. "You are soaked for me, omega." "All for you, alpha," Yoongi responds almost robotically. "Please."

#fic: one day at a time #namgi smut #namgi a/b/o #omega yoongi #alpha namjoon #clare mommy anon #wip snippet #you've got mail 💌#juice box yoongi 🧃

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b1mbodoll · 8 months

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what about hybrid! g!p! wony. even if ur her owner, that doesn’t mean ur her master so maybe she’ll have to bend u over n breed u, knock u up to remind u who’s really in charge ;)

pairings: jang wonyoung x f! reader

warnings: hybrids + g!p + knotting + a/b/o dynamics + breeding + omorashi + collars + jealousy

💌: ive spent so much time keeping this to myself bc i have soso many thoughts n i cant write them all down fast enough </3 i hope u like this bc im obsessed

wolf hybrid wony! is a pain in the ass. it’s been weeks since you brought her home and she’s given you nothing but trouble. doesn’t respect you one bit n tears your house apart when youre out with friends, growling at you when you return n locking herself in her room. when you fall asleep she’s pulling her cock out ‘nd relieving herself on you because how dare you come back smelling like other women, you’re her omega and she needs to mark you up since you wanna be a brat.

when you wake up drenched in her piss, you snap at her. “bad dog! very bad dog! don’t ever do this again!” but wonyoung pays you no mind. doesn’t care that you threaten to send her to obedience classes, just wonders how stupid you can be. do you really think a couple of obedience classes are gonna stop her from getting what she wants?

as far as she’s concerned you need some manners fucked into you since you want to deny her the right to use your holes. the last straw is when you try collaring her, don’t you know only knotsluts wear collars? she’s on you in a second, canines bared as she shoves you on the ground, her dick pressing right against your cunt. the tension is palpable and you do your best to defuse the situation, “wony, what’s wrong? get off, honey ‘s okay, ‘m not gonna punish you if you listen to me n let go.” the wolf girl laughs at you n leans in close, her teeth dangerously close to your ear, “no you listen to me, omega. ‘m not some fucking bitch you get to push around, you live to serve me.” she’s angry now, “if you jus’ submit to me earlier i wouldn’t have t’do this” her claws shred your shorts and panties, revealing your wet pussy. tears spring to your eyes as you reach a hand behind you in an attempt push her away, “no! wony don’t do this! ‘m sorry” she doesn’t bother replying, it’s too late to beg for forgiveness and she fills your pussy in one thrust, the sting from her splitting you open and penetrating your womb makes you drool.

wonyoung grabs the collar you dropped and slips it around your throat, the leather choking you in the best way. “take my fuckin’ knot, omega. gonna fuck you full of my pups ‘n make you a mommy” your pussy clenches around her as the base of her cock grows, her knot slipping inside and keeping you plugged full of cum. “g’nna train you to be my knotslut” she tells you n she’s so proud of herself for finally bitching you into submission, whines when you start calling her alpha n begging for her knot n cum again and again <3

#♡.signed. sealed. delivered.#♡.the honeypot #jang wonyoung #jang wonyoung smut #jang wonyoung x reader #ive #ive x reader #ive smut #💌.breeding #💌.knotting #💌.hybrids #💌.g!p #💌.omorashi #💌.collars #💌.a/b/o

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btm-txt · 1 year

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🧡 Goofin’ on the job 💛

A little something something for the wonderful @julie-su! What can I say? I’m a sucker for them echidnas :3c

#honestly if I worked for the dark legion I’d be taking mad selfies in them robes 👀#Trearddur the Echidna #Lori-ki the Echidna #sth fanart #yet another example of simple sketches that I get carried away with #but b-but they’re orang echidnas how could I help it 🥺#💌 My fanarts for you with love #d i s s o c i a t i o n s t a t i o n

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playtimepalace · 6 months

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this is sam sorry for long

it’s so cute when you talk about being flustered irl by the things we talk about on here, ngl it makes me wet and then i have to walk around with dirty underwear and it’s Your Fault !! (joking, i love it)

i just Know you would be so fun to play with!! you’re just a sweet little horny baby and it makes me want to overwhelm you with pleasure until the only thing you can do is whine and drool and take it like a good boy <33

anyways,,,, got distracted,, i big agree with you abt like the intersection of omegaverse and transness, like different people have different ideas but i’ve always imagined male omegas like trans boys, with slick and two holes and it is Very Hot to me to imagine omega dicks as tdicks (or pre/non-t) bc they are very hot and belong in my mouth. also along that line i imagine female alphas to have girldicks bc girldick is hot as hell. do i just like dicks in general? hm. maybe this is making me look bad hshdkfnr

god. distracted again. i had a shower thought that turned into a whole ass fantasy about an alpha prince, who’s notoriously brash and reckless and shouty, and his kingdom is at war and he switches sides, and the other kingdom doesn’t quite trust him but they need the information he has so they keep him under the guard of a very kind and sweet (if a little immature and hyperactive) alpha.

they become friends, and they spar together, and shouty alpha always wins because he’s a very good swordsman. one day shouty smells a little off but sweet doesn’t think much of it, until he starts winning match after match. he’s getting concerned, after shouty accidentally cuts him on the shoulder, and sweet is annoyed at first but shouty keeps apologizing over and over which is so odd for him. shouty insists he’s fine and they keep sparring until sweet wins another match, with his sword tip touching the base of shouty’s throat. he’s a little smug when he says I Win again :)

but oh no! shouty collapses on the floor, onto his knees and when sweet kneels to look at him, he puts his finger under his chin and asks him if he’s okay, but shouty’s eyes are glassy and he just continues softly panting. sweet freaks out and yells for his sister, a healer, and the yelling makes shouty start giving off a very scared scent, and that’s when sweet realizes he’s not an alpha at all, he’s an omega and sweet’s show of (fake) dominance has pushed him into an early heat.

ok this got rly long sorry but the healer comes and tells him that shouty’s involuntary submission shows that he thinks of sweet as a good mate and it’s his responsibility to keep shouty happy and comfortable until he comes out of it because sweet’s scent is the only thing that will calm him through the heat. and sweet has to be soo careful and gentle with poor shouty, who when he’s not pretending to be an alpha is so very sensitive and vulnerable, and sweet has to carry him back to his quarters and hold him and speak to him softly (even though he can’t really understand the words he can understand tone) and fuck him so lovingly when he gets needy and desperate, whimpering and grinding on sweet until he pays attention to him.

tldr i love when tough guys break down (sometimes on accident) and have to let themselves be soft and taken care of <33

- sam 💃🕺💃🕺

firstly sammysam my lovely sam never apologize for long i love long!! esp long from you i'll never get enough💙💙💙

secondly auahauahguhghg 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 you dunno what that does to me, every time you talk to me like that I just melt ♡ its embarrassing- I get actual shivers sometimes, my face gets hot n' I just wanna....just would do anything to keep you going, just wanna make you feel as good as you make me feel!! would certainly help with that mess in your underwear if I could, n by that of course I mean get on my knees and make it worse 🥺

OKAY UM. blushes. onto the omegaverse!!

tdick and boycunt and girlcock!!! [raucous applause] forgot for a sec that cis people exist but they can play too i guess 🙄 (joking) but yea!! im with u all the way :3 and also cock on the brain is the correct mentality always im pretty sure

ok so the DELECTABLE little fantasy ooohhh my god. oh my god?

poor poor shouty who's already a bit at a loss since switching sides, he feels like he's doing the right thing, he knows he's doing the right thing, but it's so hard, he's in this new place, with none of his familiar comforts, has luxury still, yes, but none of his specific strategies to keep his facade bearable, and with all the stress and all the questions... well he may lash out more than ever, may throw himself into everything with extra fervor, a desperate compensation for that ache that won't leave, the neglected need to feel soft, to be treated as if he were delicate, to be cared for. He doesn't- shouldn't have those needs, that's what he tells himself anyway. He's competent, strong, independent, capable. Biology doesn't matter, he'd gotten this far, he'd figure out the rest. Even if it was hard. Almost impossibly hard sometimes. He still couldn't afford to waver.

The only saving grace in the hailstorm that was the emotions and hormones and swirling thoughts was his keeper, the other Alpha. Nobody calls the sweet man his keeper, not to his face, but shouty isn't stupid, he knows he's being monitored, but this guard…. well he was a saving grace as much as he was a damning one. How could shouty continue to swallow down his urges the way he had his whole life with sweet at his arm before he could even think to look for him? It was impossible to not open up to a man who was always there, always smiling, always seemed up for anything, never faltered at shouty's temper or impulsiveness, always seemed to care.

Shouty had lost that day before the matches had even begun. He tried his best, he threw himself into it like always, but his mind felt like he was wading through sand, or- no, maybe more like honey. Slow and warm and thick and...sweet. Sweet. Had the 'other' Alpha's scent always been so strong? Shouty's not paying enough attention, he's not focused, and- the cut is thin, not too deep, but it's bleeding, oh god, the Alpha-- his Alpha, he's bleeding, and it's all his fault. The apologies spill from his mouth, but they don't feel like enough, not when sweet is standing there trying to get him to stop saying sorry. Shouty's jaw snaps shut at what sweet almost certainly didn't mean as an order, but the words just carried that weight right now. So shouty swallows it down as much as he can, closes his eyes to steady himself, then promises he can continue, and then-- it's all a blur from there.

There's a sword to his neck and then the gentlest finger to his chin, the kind of touch you could just sink into, and then there's shouting, it's sharp, loud. Angry? No- panicked. But it's his Alpha shouting, why? What did shouty do wrong? He suppresses a whimper, sword clattering to the ground, out of his sweaty grip, when did everything get so hot? When did he get on his knees? Now it's not just his mind, his limbs feel like he's fighting against gravity trying to drag him down. He's vaguely away he's being move, looked at. Sees familiar faces but doesn't really see them, hears voices he can't bring himself to focus on- he's burning up on the inside, cramping from how hard his body's clenching, it's all too much, it's not supposed to happen now, not like this, not when he can't hide, and shouty's on the verge of a real proper panic attack, worsened by his emotional state, hands balled to fists, chin down, trying to handle it on his own like always, when... oh.

He's in his sweet, sweet Alpha's arms. When did he even get there? They're moving now, the Alpha carrying him like he's small, like he's fragile, like he doesn't weigh anything, and shouty... just lets out a soft sound and leans in, tucks his face into the Alpha's jaw. Accepts it. The Omega accepts all of it.

Shouty clings when sweet tries to set him down on his bed, blushes at his own neediness but grumbles about the distance immediately- and that sounds enough like the shouty that sweet's grown to know that the Alpha laughs, purrs, leans right back in to scoop him up and nuzzles against him, keeps him nice and relaxed. It's not long before shouty's squirming though, he can smell sweet's arousal just as sweet was well aware of his. But it's not just the scent and demeanor that's got sweet going, its that trust, it's all the sharp edges and defiant independence, all the showiness of prove melting away... it's shouty letting go, giving everything to sweet. It's just the two of them. Sweet strips the clothes from both of them slowly, carefully, curls himself around the other, skin to skin. And it soothes, but only for a moment. Cuddling was never going to be enough.

But urgency has been abandoned, panic melted away, they were going to indulge in each other, truly, properly, and they had all the time in the world. ♡

#part two when i write about shouty's pussy or something sorry i got super carried away with this gorgeous setup #I DIDNT EVEN GET TO THEM FUCKIN AND I ALREADY THINK I WROTE TOO MUCH. GOD #anyway i love this a lot. a lot a lot a lot #ummm btw #purring irl at getting you wet thats ltrly just payback for all the times ive read your asks and got so worked up i couldnt think straight #def wont be humping my hand to those first 2 paragraphs later [<- lying]#supposed 2 be doing work but man this rlly got away from me. i see a certified sam ask my brain turns into mush haha just like when shouty-#anyway. clearly obsessed with this #omegaverse #a/b/o #💌 lovenotes 💌#♡ sam anon ♡#princeyposts

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mysicklove · 9 months

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dom! reader having enough of shinjuro being mean to his youngest son and having him bound in that anime knot (I forget the name) while having their ass slapped & dick pumped-

i dont write for shinjuro, but what type of knots r we talking about????

#💌 - love letters #secret admirer #anime knots got me dying tbh #first thing i thought of was a/b/o knots #im sorry.

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hyunsvngs · 8 months

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Please it's my biggest kink too!! Wolfgang didn't help at all omg. Help there are so many asks with a/b/o! Where do I start.

What about the boys being with you for your heat for the first time?

-🦇

OKKK so i thought the best way to do this would be to name what i think they’d be a/b/o-wise too before i describe it. under the cut bc long & not for everyone!!

chan: alpha

the whole room is hot. you’re sure it’s become stifling in a matter of five minutes, sweat beginning to form on your brow and an itching underneath your skin. your boyfriend seems unaffected, working away on the computer at a track he’s been staring at for hours. huffing, you get up, stalking over to the thermostat and checking to see if the heat had clicked on.

it’s off. huh.

“weird,” you mumble, and the noise of your feet stomping back over to the leather couch catches chan’s attention. he pulls the headphones from his ears, slinging them around his neck and giving you a warm smile.

“you alright, baby?”

“it’s so fucking hot in here. are you warm?” you question. you rip your t-shirt off to leave you in a sports bra, your chest wet with sweat. chan blinks, and then his nose is scrunching up. then, his eyes go wide.

“you’re in heat…?” he says. it’s semi-questioning and semi-declarative. he’s confused. you’re confused. you weren’t due until…

you pick up your phone, blinking at the date. oh, yeah. today. you’re due today.

“oh,” you say, rather intelligently. “i’m in heat.”

when you turn to chan, he’s sweating too. you know what omega pheromones can do to alphas - you can see the visual effect of it. more importantly, you can now feel the itching under your skin turning into a burning hot need. suddenly, chan is looking absolutely delectable, especially since his cock is now chubbing up in his pants and you can fucking see it. you had never fucked during your heat before, chan saying it was way too risky given the way alphas can get - but it’s beginning to seem like it’s happening today.

chan notices your eyeline, before he’s sighing, rubbing his temples. he spins the chair around to look at you. you’re covered in sweat, sports bra sticky. “we are not fucking in my studio.”

it’s a suggestion, not a statement. you know you will be. “but imagine how good it’d be for everyone to know that i’m your omega, channie.” chan’s eyes go wide.

“get over here,” you’re quick to raise from your seat, prancing over to him and perching in his lap. he catches your hips, before he’s lowering you onto his bulge, letting out a sharp breath at the feeling of you. “jesus, you’re- do you always get this wet in heat?”

“mm, yeah. ‘s so much more, channie, so much slick to get your cock nice and wet,” you’re purring, nuzzling into his scent gland. the smell of salt water and sand fills your nostrils and you’re whining, pressing your nose further into him. “you gonna give your omega your knot, alpha? need it, need you to breed me.”

“oh my god, baby, you’re going to fucking kill me.”

minho: alpha

you wake up from the heat. it’s so fucking warm. the blanket’s been pushed off of you, pooling around your ankles, and the smell of chocolate is sharp in the room. you turn to look at your boyfriend, expecting to see him sleeping peacefully, but his eyes are dark and set on you.

“you’re in heat, omega,” you whine, nodding. you were, and it was impossible to deny from the pheromones you were pumping out. “i’ll help you build a nest and i’ll go. okay?”

no. no. alpha can’t go. your brain goes fuzzy, pressing your whole body into him. he’s in just his boxers, and you can feel his cock hard, aching and leaking through the fabric. “can alpha stay? need your knot, please, please-“

“baby, you’re not in the right mind for this,” his voice is soft, despite the firmness of the statement. he lets you lay on top of him nonetheless, trying to ignore the rivulets of slick dripping through your pyjama pants and onto him. his hands are rubbing small circles on your lower back, just making your pussy leak even more. “i can’t-“

“please! min, we’ve talked about it. you said you would, you said you’d help me, you said i wouldn’t have to do it alone and it’s so warm, so warm, alpha-“

you squeak when he rolls you over, pinning your hips to the bed with a growl. “you want my knot that badly? you’re really begging for it?” you nod, eyes feeling bleary at the pressing of his length against your clothed pussy. minho sighs, before he’s yanking your pyjama shorts off and pulling his boxers down. you can see his knot beginning to form already, a bump underneath his long, thick cock. you whine, shifting to try and catch him inside of your hole.

“need it,” you whimper when he’s positioning his cock at your entrance. “feel how wet i am, min, ‘s so wet, see? need it-“

he’s groaning as he pushes inside of you, hand falling beside your head. “that’s fucking wet, shit. you want my knot, omega? not gonna last long in this wet pussy, fuck-“

“yeah, want your knot, breed me-“

“filthy,” he muses, his lips landing on yours in a mess of spit and teeth. his hips are sharp, thrusting against you with a senee of urgency and you’re broken, just letting out little ‘ah’ noises with every thrust. “i’ll give you my knot, baby. don’t have to beg.”

changbin: beta

changbin’s perfect. the perfect best friend. he’s just as much omega as he is alpha, which makes his secondary gender so perfect - he’s buff, strong like an alpha, but as soft and lovely as an omega. he’s perfect, and that’s why you decided to spend your heat with him.

he’d offered a few times, and you’d only recently accepted for him to spend your next heat with him. now, he stands at your door, plastic bag of snacks and drinks in hand.

the smell of sandalwood is strong. normally, it’s much more muted given his status, but your heat has your senses heightened. you yank him in by his wrist, getting a little ‘mph- what?!’ out of changbin, before you’re pulling him into the living room. the bag is forgotten on the floor.

changbin’s giggling when you’ve managed to press him against the couch. you’re almost embarrassed by your need, but it’s so easy with changbin - he’s grinning, just letting you grind against his hips.

“at least take me out to dinner first, baby,” you groan at his quip, and then you’re pressing your lips against his, practically shoving your tongue in his mouth. he’s shocked when you break away, but a cocky smile still remains on his lips. “alright. ‘s it that bad?”

“so bad, binnie, and you smell really nice… i-“

he’s flipping you over, using next to no strength as he pushes you back against your sofa. “binnie..?”

“i’ve gotchu. just lay back and let binnie take care of his baby.”

hyunjin: beta

he was so beautiful. so beautiful and so, so fucking oblivious - you’d been making out with him for a while now, grinding on his lap, slicking all over his upper thighs and he’s still yet to even notice. your boyfriend was certified oblivious.

you pull away, licking your lips. you’re just gonna have to tell him. “hyunjin, i’m in heat.”

his eyes go wide. he’s blinking at you in shock, lips parted and kiss bitten, and then he’s grinning. “that makes sense. you smell delicious.”

“hyunjin, betas can’t really smell-“ you’re cut off by him pushing your underwear to the side, two long fingers filling you up deliciously. his scent is stronger now, aroused, the smell of rose petals engulfing your senses. betas can’t really smell omegas - they may be able to smell something slightly is when the omega in question is in heat, but other than that, it’s mostly just muted notes of a scent. you still strongly believe he should’ve been able to tell, given how wet you are.

“you smell delicious,” he insists, curling his fingers up to hit your g-spot. you’re whining, squirming on his lap, and you’re about two seconds away from cumming already. heat makes you so much more sensitive, and your thighs are shaking on top of your beautiful, beautiful boyfriend.

“hyunjin, i need-“

“ssh. ssh, omega, i’m here. after you cum nice and hard for me, i’ll give you my cock. how’s that sound?”

jisung: omega

“jesus, you stink in a good way,” jisung’s quip falls on deaf ears. it’s so comforting being an omega with an omega boyfriend - you can help eachother out during your heats and there��s zero room for embarrassment. now, though, he seems to not be getting the message. you practically jump on top of him, nosing at his scent gland and letting citrus fill your nose. he squeaks in surprise, throwing his phone aside where he was watching another documentary. “baby, what are- oh. heat.”

“mm, heat, need you,” you agree, and jisung is smiling fondly before he presses a kiss to your mouth. “need your cock, need- i’ll finger you too, i just-“

“ssh, my baby. it’s okay, sungie’s here. yeah?” you nod, letting him wiggle his joggers down. his length springs out, cute drippy cock nestled inbetween your bodies, and you’re immediately whining. he lets out a small laugh, shifting your own joggers down, and then your bare core is pressed on top of him. “oh, you are wet, baby. how long have you been like this?”

you whimper when he’s lowering your hips down on top of him, your slick core providing no pain and only pleasure. “only- only kicked in a few minutes ago, please, sungie-“

“c’mon, bounce on me. i’ve got you,” you nod, hands resting on his shoulders as you start to work yourself on his cock. he’s letting you ride him, small whines coming out of him everytime you let your slick hole engulf him fully. “oh, baby. ‘s it good?”

you nod again, citrus filling your senses and making you feel so, so comforted and so full. jisung’s whining loudly when you let the tip of him brush against your cervix, and then you’re blinking in shock. the citrus is strong. his dick is very hard, and feels very wet, and- he’s slicking up. you can smell it dripping onto the couch.

“sungie, you’re.. you’re in heat too, baby.”

“mm- yeah, i know, you- you fucking sent me into heat on top of me like this, shit,” he’s laughing, but his eyes are half lidded, round cheeks blushing with the temperature. “okay. okay, you gotta cum, then we’ll work it out, ‘kay?”

you let out a loud moan, starting to bounce on him at a quicker pace. “y-you gotta cum too, sungie.”

“of course, baby. let me fill you up and we’ll talk.”

felix: omega

it was so bizarre to have your best friend kissing around your thighs like this. you’d been intending to stay over at his house for a while, and because the world hates you, you’d gone into an unexpected heat in his bed. luckily, felix was more than happy to help - his tongue was currently swiping through the slick that had accumulated all over you.

“tell me what you need,” he muses, two dainty fingers sliding into your sopping hole. you whine, shifting to get more friction.

“well, need- knot, but-“

“i know. i’ve got a knotting toy i can fuck you with, baby. it’s all clean. is that okay?” you moan, nodding at his words. then, something even more bizarre crosses your mind - yours and lix’s slick mixing together, fucking into eachother and just generally getting all messy. you clench at the thought, and felix lets out a low chuckle. “you thinking of me being in heat, baby?”

“hnng- yeah. yeah. i a-am, and-“

“and you’re gonna cum, aren’t you?” he’s shifted now, lips pressing against your ear while his fingers pump into you. the smell of cinnamon is all too consuming, making you inch closer to your climax. “go on. cum for me.”

the orgasm that takes over your body is blinding. you’re clenching around felix’s fingers, whining, gushing slick all over his hand. you can hear felix whispering in your ear, coaxing you through it with praises and a little “there you go”. once you come to, you’d expected a little reprieve, but the heat that takes over your body once again is overwhelming.

“lixie…” you trail off, staring into his dark eyes. his scent is spiking when he sucks your slick into his mouth from his fingers.

“let’s get you that toy.”

seungmin: beta

you’d always questioned why seungmin wasn’t an alpha. he was sure of himself, broad and full in that stereotypical alpha way - but when you got closer to him, started dating him, you realised why. he was soft, considerate in the most private settings - especially now when he’s fucking you through the first heat you’ve spent together.

“‘s big, seungie,” you whine. he’s got you on all fours, head down in the pillows while you let out loud noises. of course he’d have you present yourself for him.

“yeah? is it big enough for you, omega?” you nod into the pillows, whining when he punches another orgasm out of you. it was the… fourth? fifth? you weren’t sure, but you knew you’d never had a heat this satisfying with any alpha. suddenly, seungmin’s leaning over you, his vanilla scent strong. his broad hand wraps around your neck, clenching on the sides expertly. his hips are rippling the flesh on your ass with how hard he’s fucking into you. “is it good?”

“so good, seungie, i can’t handle it- i can’t, i can’t, i can’t ever do another heat on my own, can’t-“

“you won’t have to,” he’s groaning, the wet sounds from your pussy overpowering. “i’m gonna fuck you good every fucking heat. gonna breed you, yeah? you gonna let me fuck my pups into you?”

it was illogical, you knew that. it wasn’t the right time, but god did his statement have heat burning in your gut even stronger - if it was possible.

“yeah! gimme pups, please, i’ve been good!”

“okay, okay. greedy bitch, i’ll give you my cum.”

jeongin: alpha

you and jeongin are both young. you’d only presented a matter of two years ago, and you’d gotten together around a year after. now, your heat was due, and you and him had decided you’d spend it together. after all, how hard could it be, right?

you were wrong.

because now, your alpha boyfriend had given you what seemed like the umpteenth orgasm within an hour. you were positively gushing, and he hadn’t even knotted you yet. his scent of lavender was drowning you, making you just need, need, need.

“please, alpha, i need it,” you whine when he jeongin ducks down to kiss your clit again, his lips pouty. you squirm until he eventually gets his head up to look at you. his eyes are dark, lips parted.

“i need to take care of you.” ah, yes. the basic alpha instinct was coming through, and jeongin could think of nothing better than making you cum a lot of times to make sure you’re ‘taken care of’. it was ridiculous, actually, because the thing you wanted the most was his knot.

“innie, i need a knot or it won’t break, i won’t calm down. it’s so warm, so warm, please-“

jeongin huffs, his bulge suddenly pressing against you. it’s bigger than you thought, chubbed up and solid as a rock. “you think you can take it?”

when you nod, he’s inching his boxers down and revealing a delicious length, knot swollen with need. before you can even speak, he’s pressing it inside of you and the breath is punched from your lungs. it’s so big, so swollen inside of you.

“hnng, it’s too big, innie, i can’t…”

jeongin scoffs, shaking his head. “no. you said you could take it, so you need to let me take you like the good breeding bitch you are, yeah?”

#JUNO TAKES A/B/O!#juno’s asks ♡#asks: ot8 #🦇 anon 💌

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