#JUNO TAKES A/B/O!
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𝐥𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲 - alpha!yang jeongin x omega fem!reader
wc: 6.2k
cw: a/b/o dynamics!, alpha jeongin, omega reader, pack alpha channie, pack dynamics overall, jeongin and reader are both desperate, jeongin gets kinda possessive, heat cycles & knotting
synopsis: you want the newly presented alpha jeongin to help you with your heat, but you're a little embarrassed - until you realise he desperately wants to spend it with you.
a/n: i wrote this in 2 nights and i was barking the whole time i'm in my jeongin feelings! sw under the cut 18+ MDNI
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sw: squirting, briefest fem rec oral, reader considers somnophilia, unprotected sex, copious amounts of breeding kink, a lot of slick, bath sex, doggy with his foot on her head, fingering (fem rec), dirty talk, riding, brief handjob, cum swallowing, choking, KNOTTING!!
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Two hoodies, a pair of joggers, a sleeveless shirt, Felix’s pillow and two t-shirts, and it still feels like it’s not enough. You stare at your nest with a frown, foot thumping on the floor and a pout on your bottom lip. You need more, and it feels like your nest is particularly lacking in a certain scent - something fresh, floral, and not Hyunjin’s rose scent.
Your preheat has your pussy throbbing dully, head feeling a little disoriented, and you walk around in one of Chan’s t-shirts and your underwear and nothing else. You’re warm, not the type of warm you are when in the throes of your heat, but it still makes your skin slick with a thin sheen of sweat. Your nose twitches when you finally try to rearrange the items on your bed, but it’s still not enough.
It needs more lavender, to be precise, but the idea of knocking on Jeongin’s door to ask the newly-presented alpha for one of his shirts makes your cheeks heat up even more. You’re too embarrassed, despite the whole pack knowing you’re entering your preheat - you can’t do that. Jeongin’s only just presented, and despite the fact you’d presented early and are younger than him, he was the baby. You saw him as your baby.
Still, your thighs tremble a little as you lean over your bed. You may see him as your baby, but he’s definitely more than capable of taking care of an omega in heat. It’s in his instincts now.
You huff, exiting your room. It’s easy to beeline straight to Chan’s room and swing open the door, seeing him laying in his bed and scrolling through his phone. The mere idea of the thick alpha cock in his joggers has you wanting to whine, but you shake your head, crossing the room to his bed to pout.
He doesn’t acknowledge you until you’re sat cross legged, arms crossed over your chest, and when he does speak it’s with an amused tone. “What’s the matter with my little omega?”
“My preheat is making me crazy,” You avoid his eyes, staring at your lap. Your hands are knotted over your thighs, and you pick at your fingernails. He coos at you cutely, finally tossing his phone to the side and opening those broad biceps to welcome you close. Your Channie smells of the beach when you press your front into his, and he lets you straddle him. He’s shirtless because you’ve stolen his shirt. “Tryin’ to nest. Not good enough. It’s bad.”
“Now, I’m sure your nest is fine, baby,” Chan mumbles into your hairline, fingertips tracing up your back through your - his shirt. You mutter a few choice words back, and when his fingers go to the small of your back, it makes your pussy clench around nothing. Chan dutifully ignores the spike in your scent, kissing your forehead. “What’s wrong with it? Can alpha make it better, honey?”
You shift in his lap. “I don’t- I don’t have everyone’s things in there. It’s- it’s missing Innie. I don’t wanna ask.” Your words are muffled where you bury your face in his chest, and you want to bite him hard when he starts to chuckle.
“Why don’t you want to ask?” He says, amused, and you kick your feet with a wail. He catches your legs with his toned thighs, trapping you between them, and you want to grind your clit all over him till you’re senseless from the show of strength. Damn preheat. “He won’t mind. He’ll like it, actually - you're treating him as one of your alphas now that he’s presented.”
“Wanted his stuff in there before anyways,” You insist, and Chan nods, humming.
“What makes it different now, hm?” His hands move to your ass, freeing you from the tight hold on your legs, and you do really gush a rivulet of slick this time. It makes you gasp, hips searching for something, anything, and Chan’s fingers just barely dip past the waistband of your panties. You raise your head, cheeks bright red, and Chan stares at you. His eyes darken, and he raises an eyebrow, before he’s smirking. “Oh, baby. You want our Iyennie for your heat?”
“N-no!” You stammer, shaking your head. “I never said-”
“You don’t have to say anything,” He muses, that stupid smirk still on his lips. You watch him run a hand through his hair, dark and curly and just as unruly as his sleep schedule. “Mm, I think it’d be nice to see, though. You know Felix helped him through his first rut? He was almost feral, baby, rutting into Felix like there was no tomorrow. Felix said he popped four knots on just the first day.”
Now, that makes you whine. Your head drops back to Chan’s chest, and you grind backwards to try and get his fingers further in your panties. Your mind is filled with the idea of Jeongin’s cock, thick and long and so alpha, his knot throbbing at the base and him fucking it into you until you’re joined together, filling you with loads and loads of his cum and-
Chan’s fingers move over your ass, finally dipping into your panties, and the pads of his fingers press against your hole. It flutters around nothing, and you leak more slick, your hips absentmindedly moving on his fingers to get some form of friction. Your eyes shut just barely, half lidded and glassy, and Chan lets out a little noise of approval at the look on your face.
“Wanna know what I think?” Chan murmurs, and you make a strangled noise in response. “I think you need to ask our baby alpha to help you through your heat, baby.”
“Hnnng, yeah,” You respond, because there’s nothing else you can say. He’s right. That’s why it felt like such a stab in the heart when you didn’t have something of Jeongin’s in your nest - you want him so badly for this heat that it’s making your pussy gush more than you ever have, and your toes curl at the thought of it. “Yeah. Yeah, alpha, I will, just- for now, can- please, and-”
“I got you, baby. Lie there and let alpha take care of you.”
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You stand nervously wringing your hands together an hour and a half later. Chan didn’t pop a knot inside of you, but he fucked you and ate your pussy until you were sated and crying before washing you clean in the bath. He’s so caring, your pack alpha, and now you stand in front of Jeongin’s door with a blush high on your cheekbones again, a towel wrapped tightly around your head. You’re in a fresh pair of panties and one of Minho’s shirts this time, the alpha’s chocolate scent wrapping around your senses and sending you haywire. You still want lavender more than anything.
Jeongin swings open his door before you can knock, and he’s practically beaming at you. “Baby! I was just about to look for you. I found this show, and- oh. You’re really in it, aren’t you?”
You are. Your preheat is really pissing you off, and you know it could be tonight or tomorrow when your heat really kicks in. You don’t have time to sit around and be embarrassed about asking Jeongin, and he’s standing in a sleeveless shirt and sweat shorts. The scent of lavender hits you and your legs buckle, barely catching yourself on the doorframe. Your pussy’s gushing slick again, and the simple cotton panties you have on feel heavy with it.
“Innie,” You whine, rubbing your thighs together. Your slick has started to drip down to the tops of your thighs, and it makes you huff out an impatient breath. You need something, anything, and Jeongin’s just staring at you with a blank look on his face. “Innie. Innie, I- for my heat, you? I want you, can you- please? It’s okay if you don’t wanna, I get it, I just-”
“Of course I fucking want to,” Jeongin says instantly, and you can see him chubbing up in his shorts. You have to close your eyes before you jump his bones. “I- me, though? I’ve never fucked an omega during heat, baby, I- I want to so bad, but are you sure?”
“I’m sure, I’m sure, Jeongin, I want you. I want you so bad, fuck, my nest, please, please, please come with me, I can’t, I can’t,” You’re babbling, words slurring, but Jeongin nods as if he understood every syllable. You let him usher you away from his door and down the hallway towards yours, the show he was talking about completely abandoned, and when his large palm splays over your waist and holds you close to walk there you feel like you’re about to die. Sweat beads at your eyebrow and your vision goes dizzy with it, but Jeongin guides you, firm and strong like an alpha should always be. It makes your pussy throb and you have the fleeting thought that you could enter your heat now, surrounded by the young alpha and his lavender scent.
You let him shut the door behind you, and then you’re jumping him. He lets you crowd him against your bedroom wall, only letting out a small noise of surprise when your lips attach to his and you’re kissing him filthy. Your tongue darts impatiently into his mouth, and he moves his hands to your hips, pulling you close. His hands are so big that his fingers splay over your ass, and you hear a few voices outside of your bedroom door. One sounds like Chan, and you’re momentarily filled with glee, hoping that he’s proud of you because you actually asked.
When you finally pull away with a bite to his bottom lip, spit sticks the two of you together, and Jeongin scoffs out a laugh of shock. His eyes form crescent moons in his disbelief, but before you can ask him what’s so funny, you’re working on autopilot, yanking at the hem of his shirt.
“Off, off,” You insist, and he nods, letting you work his shirt off of him. You motion to your bed, trying to walk backwards with him clinging to you. “For my nest. My nest, alpha, see?”
“Beautiful nest,” Jeongin replies, his lips attaching to your neck. He sucks right over your scent gland and moans, deep and gravelly, and you let him push you backwards onto your bed. His shirt drops from your hand and lands right next to your pillow, and you want to giggle and kick your feet in delight when his scent envelops you more. “Beautiful omega, lettin’ me see you like this. Fuck, do you need- do you need something? Do you wanna kiss some more?”
“Mm, alpha, I need- need more, please,” You say, voice high and airy, and you watch his eyes roll back into his head at your tone. He’s never been with an omega like this, and you briefly think you need to cut him some slack, but you’re too busy pushing your panties down your legs. You toss them to the floor with a wet thud, and he finally pulls his face from your neck, fox-like eyes gluing on the space between your legs.
You can see him fully like this, planes of milky white skin exposed and clenching to a set of abs that have you keening. You reach out, and Jeongin grips your hand, running it down his stomach with a small smile.
“Sexy alpha,” You muse, and he giggles delightedly, moving to lean over you again. He can’t believe you’ve let him have you like this so soon after his presentation, and it shows in the facial expressions he makes. You know your pussy is gushing slick that must reach through his sweat shorts and onto his cock, but he’s still ever the picture of self control, leaning up slightly to run two long fingers through your folds.
“Sexy omega,” He retorts, and you feel his fingers dip into you just slightly. “Do you want it? This is okay, yeah?”
“Yes, yes, please- please, please, inside, please, Jeongin-”
“You don’t need to beg, baby, I know,” He pecks your nose sweetly, and then two fingers push into your hole, straight down to his knuckles. He twists them a few times in your sloppy pussy, lips parting at the sound of your pussy squelching, and you wail when he curls them against your g-spot. “Fuck, you’re- you’re really wet, are you sure you’re not in heat?”
“Not yet,” You shake your head, eyes glassy at the feeling of having something of him inside. This is what you needed - this is the pack mate you wanted, and he’s on top of you with his floppy brown hair and cute, plushy lips. He lets his teeth dig into his bottom lip when you moan at a particularly deep thrust of his fingers, his digits long and precise, and you know it’s not going to be long until you cum. Your head feels dizzy with it, preheat engulfing your senses and making you think nothing more than Jeongin, alpha, Jeongin, Innie, yours. “Innie, Innie, when I- when I go into heat, I want you to just take it, please! Take what you want, take me, I’ll present for you, I promise-”
“Fuck, will you?” He groans, hips rutting into your thigh. It’s the first loss of his self control, and it makes you gush down to his knuckles. He grinds his palm into your clit, wet and messy and sloppy, and your eyes roll back into your head. “Be a good breeding bitch for me, yeah? Alpha will take what he wants, baby, don’t worry.”
“Oh, oh- oh, p-please, please, I’m gonna cum,” You stammer, hips starting to grind into his hand. He yanks your shirt up then, exposing your tits, nipples hard and peaked, and he spits onto your chest. He rubs it in with his spare hand, barely holding himself up with his elbow, and you moan when you smell his scent spreading all over you as if he’s marking you. You want more, though. “Jeongin, alpha, alpha, lemme- lemme scent you, please? Please, wan’it when I cum, please!”
He nods eagerly, and he slides a third finger into your fluttering hole just as he guides your head to his neck. You lick over his scent gland, messy and imprecise, and a well-calculated grind of his palm has you falling into the throes of your orgasm. You shake, keening all the way through it, and your pussy gushes more slick all over his digits. You almost feel bad until you hear the way he’s moaning back at you, letting you suck over his scent gland and get fully enveloped in him.
You’re nearly drunk with it, and it takes an inhuman amount of strength that no omega should have to pull yourself away and tug impatiently at his shorts. Jeongin finally lets his fingers slide out of you, and then he’s using both big hands to wiggle the offending fabric down. You smile satedly when he leaves them in your nest, but then you’re gasping at the sight of him naked.
Jeongin’s big. You knew most alphas were, since Chan and Minho were, but his cock hangs heavy and leaking between his legs. His knot is fully formed already, waiting for you, and you moan, soft and needy. You make grabby hands at him until he’s settled between your legs.
“Fucking- shit, baby, you want it? I can- I knot a lot, I can still knot you through your heat,” Jeongin assures, and you let him push your legs backwards to spread you open. Your pussy is still creamy and messy, and you obediently cup your hands in the pits of your knees to give him a good look. Your clit throbs when he rubs his cockhead against it, peeking out of your folds with how swollen it is. With a small, impatient whine from you, he’s sliding home. He bottoms out instantly, and your clit rubs against the thatch of hair at his base deliciously.
“Big,” You say, breathless, and Jeongin chuckles. “Big alpha cock. Mm, gimme, c’mon, fuck me with it.”
“I’m gonna fuck you with it. I’m gonna fuck you senseless,” He says, and then his hips are kicking up. All of his dance training has paid off, and his cock thrusts into you so fast your bed is squeaking. You’re happy you’ve had everyone else in the pack in this exact position already, otherwise your cheeks would burn crimson. You’re too busy whining and drooling all over your nest to care. “W-wet. Wet omega pussy, holy shit.”
“I’ll cum quickly, I’ll cum so quick, fuck- I’m gonna squeeze you so tight, alpha, I promise,” You wail, eyes finally leaking tears from the pleasure. His cock is heavy inside of you, and his head drops to your neck again, teeth just barely nipping at your scent gland playfully. With a shift of his hips, he’s fucking against your g-spot, and the feeling of his balls slapping against you drives you borderline insane. “Alpha! Alpha, oh, it’s s’good, s’good!”
“I know, fucking hell, baby,” He huffs, laughing in disbelief. “I’m gonna knot you. Fuck, baby, I can’t, I’ll last longer next time, I promise, just- let me knot you? Fuck, let me breed this cunt, please, omega, please, let alpha.”
“Alpha, please, yeah, yeah!” You babble, nodding impatiently, and his teeth bite into your scent gland firmer this time, just above Chan’s pack alpha bite. With another few thrusts, you feel his knot finally slot into your pussy, and the feeling has you squirting all over him again. You know he’s probably soaking with it, but the thought only makes you cum harder, especially when you feel his cock start to spurt hot cum inside of you. His knot causes it to leak out around his shaft, and you keen loudly, trying to grip his cock tighter with your hole to keep his load inside.
“It’s okay, it’s okay,” Jeongin coos, out of breath. His cock is still spurting inside of you, and his hips stutter to try and push it further inside despite the knot keeping him firmly in place. “I’ve got more cum for you later, pretty, I’ll give you my pups.”
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You wake up to the scent of lavender and pain in your tummy. It’s hit, you realise, no doubt spurred on by the alpha who’s let you sleep on his chest. You’re both still fully naked, his cock half-hard against the base of his tummy, and your pussy’s gushed a puddle onto Felix’s pillow. You almost feel a little guilty until you realise he’ll definitely just lick it clean and thank you for it.
Your limbs are still heavy with sleep, but you attempt to stretch out your legs. The movement just makes the cramps hit a little heavier, and you whine in pain, moving to scent Jeongin and try to calm your heat. You’re sweaty, a sheen beading on your chest and over your forehead, vision blurry, and Jeongin pulls you closer into his neck despite still being asleep.
Inhaling deeply, you run your hand down his stomach just like he’d made you do earlier. His muscles ripple under your touch and you feel like you’re about to go cross-eyed. You’re not even sure what time it is. Your phone is dead somewhere inside your room, and Jeongin discarded his own phone in his room when you’d jumped him. The memory almost makes you snicker, but the scent of lavender hitting your nose almost immediately quells the cramps in your tummy and you moan into his skin.
Feeling a little impatient, you let your hand run down to the base of his cock, fingers stroking over the thatch of hair. Would he let you, in his sleep? He’d been so caring, so willing to bend for your needs earlier. Could you just… straddle his lithe thighs, let his big cock slide into your hole and wake him up with his knot locking you together?
You’re so delirious with it you shake your head against his skin, sighing out a stuttered breath and trying to keep yourself together. You can’t wake him up, not now, not when he’s just treated you so well and is just getting some sleep. You shift on the bed again, trying to move away and calm down, but a hand moving to your hair has you gasping in surprise.
“Your heat’s hit, yeah?” He murmurs, voice heavy with sleep. It brings a deeper tone to your alpha’s voice that makes your pussy gush impatiently onto his thigh, and he treats you with a fond chuckle at the feeling. “C’mere. You wanna ride me?”
“Yes, yes, please, please, Iyennie,�� You beg, and he nods, finally opening his eyes. They’re dark when he finally looks at you, his strong cheekbones only slightly illuminated by the streetlights outside, and you clamber on top of him. You’re so wet, dripping over his body until you finally grip the base of his cock and slide down onto him in one go. “Oh my god. Oh my god, alpha, oh my god, oh my god, big, big-”
“Ssh,” He comforts you, thumbs moving to rub circles into your thighs. “Bounce on it, baby. Let alpha wake up a little.”
So you do. Your hips bounce on top of him and you work yourself up into bliss. He just stares at you with half-lidded eyes, little grunts slipping from his lips when you hit it particularly deep and gush even more on top of him.
“If you need it, you just take it,” Jeongin says, and you’re confused until you realise how he’d woken up to you in such a worked-up frenzy. “Take it whenever. It’s yours, omega, let me wake up to this messy pussy and I’ll- god, I’ll knot you whenever you need it.”
“I need it. I need it, I need it, oh, oh, alpha, I need it!” You wail, tits jiggling with your bounces, and Jeongin hums in response. He looks to be considering something, and after a long blink his eyes are open wider, more awake. With his alpha strength, he manages to pull you off of his cock, and you immediately begin to sniffle.
“Why? Why? You said I could, you said I could, alpha, you said-”
He’s flipping you onto your stomach in a quick movement, a growl leaving his lips when you just squirm on your tummy. Your pussy’s leaking even more now, and you’re crying, too, desperate for your lavender boy and his big cock.
“Remember what you said to me?” A large palm smacks your ass, and you squeak, pussy clenching and gushing. “Hands and knees like a good breeding bitch, c’mon, be a good omega for your alpha.”
“Oh, fuck,” You respond, quite intelligently, but then you’re deliriously pushing yourself up onto your knees. You arch your back for him, letting him see the way your hole flutters with emptiness, just slightly gaping from his thick length.
“Fuck, baby, alpha’s gotta- I need to taste you,” Jeongin moans, and then his nose presses into you with a deep lick. He positively whines into your folds at the taste, tongue flicking over your clit and hand wrapping around your thigh to keep you supported. Your toes curl into the sheets, head dropping to your pillow with a loud, strangled moan. His t-shirt is still next to your pillow, and your nose buries into it, inhaling deeply with every moan he punches from your lungs.
“Please, please, please,” You slur, muffled in his t-shirt, and he hums against your hole. It has you bucking back into his mouth, and when his mouth leaves you you really do sob this time. “Alpha, you said I don’t have to beg, being- being mean, being mean, Jeonginnie, Innie, why, why-”
You’re cut off by him sheathing his cock into your heat again, balls deep and heavy inside of you. He moans loudly, hand slapping down onto your ass again, and you whine in response, shaking your hips backwards onto him. It’s only a brief moment before he’s bunny-fucking into you just like he had earlier in the day, cockhead kissing your cervix with every thrust.
“Fuck. F-fuck, omega, do you always get this wet?” Jeongin keens, voice airy, and the break in his resolve has your head spinning. You squirm against him, and his hands move to your waist, trying to hold you still. “W-wet, wet, so wet, fuck. You’re making alpha’s cock feel so good baby, so pretty in your little nest.”
“W-wanted your things in it, Innie, wanted- wanted to smell you, I- please,” You’re babbling again, but you can’t help it, drooling all over Jeongin’s t-shirt while he fucks your pussy into oblivion. “I wanted you, Channie- Channie made me ask, and, and I was scared, and-”
“Never be scared, b-baby, not to ask me to fuck this little pussy,” He reasons, and you nod, whining. His cock presses deeper into you, and you feel him reposition on the bed, and then his foot rests on your head, pushing you down. “Is- is this okay, omega? Keepin’ you in place for me to fuck you, yeah? S-squirmy girl, you are.”
“‘S okay, ‘s so okay, so okay,” You try, but it’s still muffled. Your eyes are rolling back into your head at this point, your mattress squeaking and headboard thudding against the wall. Despite him holding you down you’re still trying to move, to grind your clit against something, anything, and you moan gratefully when one of Jeongin’s hands moves from your ass to underneath you, letting you grind your messy clit against his palm.
“Make yourself cum,” He instructs, and you nod, fingernails digging into your nest. It must be a mess by now, laden with cum and your scents, but you don’t care - Jeongin will help you fix it later. You know he will, even through your delirious mind and your pussy gushing slick out over his cock and his knot. You still grind yourself downwards, feeling yourself inching closer and closer to your orgasm, and his foot holds you down harder. You whine, arching your back to the point it’s almost painful.
You feel it start to gush out of you before you even know it’s happening. “C-cumming! Cumming, alpha, alpha! I’m cumming, alpha, please, please-”
“What are you begging for?” Jeongin chuckles deliriously, hand smacking your ass. “Let it all out, a-all over me, all over your alpha’s cock. Give it to me, that’s it.”
You do. Your pussy gushes over and over, and with a loud growl, Jeongin’s knotting you again. His knot swells to the point that you know it’s going to be a stretch, and it slides inside with a wet noise before he’s filling you with his cum again. It’s thick, abundant, but his knot is so big this time it keeps it nice and secure inside of you.
“Fuck, breedin’ you nice and full, yeah?” He murmurs, and you nod satedly, your eyes fluttering shut. You could sleep like this, especially when he finally repositions you to lay with your back to his chest on your side, his knot steadily pumping cum inside of you. Part of you hopes it takes despite your birth control. His hand rubs over your tummy, and he snickers when he rubs one finger over your clit and makes you whine in overstimulation.
A few minutes pass, and Jeongin manages to slide out of you, leaving your pussy gaping and messy. You want to make a noise of dissatisfaction, but you’re too tired, your heat leaving you sleepy and Jeongin leaving you satisfied.
“C’mon,” Jeongin huffs, fingernails tracing over the small of your back. “Let me run you a bath, omega. A bath and then food, yeah?”
“Hnnnfg,” You murmur, eyes fluttering shut. He’s fucked you so good it’s got you feeling floaty, heat completely sated until the next wave of arousal hits you. “‘M tired, Innie.”
“A bath and then food. That’s it, I promise. Let me take care of you.”
You can’t say no. You swing your heavy limbs to the side of the bed and follow Jeongin to where he’s fiddling with the bath taps, running you a nice, warm bath. He lets you press your face into his neck from behind to keep you grounded while he gets it sorted for the two of you, and you wrap your arms around his middle with a happy grin on your face. When he finally guides you into the bath with nothing more than a kiss on the cheek, you’re happy to stretch your legs out and let him wiggle in behind you.
“Ah, there. Feels good?” He questions, tucking your hair behind your ear, and you nod. He pecks your cheek again, before he’s using plain water to reach up and massage over your thighs. The movement doesn’t get you horny again, but moreso relaxed, and you lean your head back onto his shoulder while he looks after you.
A knock on the door snaps you both from your serene moment, and Jeongin lets out a noise of surprise. You protest agitatedly, but make a noise loud enough to let the other person know they can enter.
Chan pokes his head in, eyes soft but fond. “I’m just checking everything’s going okay. Omega, how are you feeling?”
“I’m good, Channie-”
“Hyung,” Jeongin grumbles, hands wrapping tightly around your middle. The strength of it makes you squeak, eyes widening comically. “Please go. Not right now.”
“Iyennie,” Chan begins firmly, but seems to falter at seeing the look in his eyes. He chuckles awkwardly, scratching his neck. “Are you sure? I can help, or-”
“Hyung,” Jeongin says, firmer, and when you manage to crane your neck to look at him his jaw is set in a deep line. He’s getting possessive, you realise, not wanting Chan to be involved in your heat this time around or be anywhere close to you when you’re relaxing. The realisation has you heating up again, even in the bathwater, and you reach a hand up to grip Jeongin’s wrist.
“I’ll set off,” Chan recognises, eyes flickering between you two. “Love you both.”
“Love you Channie,” You murmur, pussy throbbing between your legs where they’re splayed over Jeongin’s, and when the door shuts again he’s pouncing on you.
“Heat hitting again?” He questions casually, but the heavy breaths he’s letting out on your shoulder and the hard cock pressing against your back has you knowing he’s anything but casual. You nod in response, and he pulls you around by your waist, making you face him. The steam from the bath has caused his hair to be slightly damp, and you push it back from his features, taking in just how handsome he is - and he really is like this, all domestic and boyish for you. His bottom lip is a little pouty, and you kiss it chastely, before you’re reaching down to grip his cock.
“I gotta- next time, in your rut, let me,” You murmur against his mouth, still a little lucid despite the new wave of heat hitting. “I need to- to worship this cock, and suck it, and-”
“Fuck, omega,” He cuts you off, groaning, deep and gravelly. You pump his shaft a few times, but you’re too impatient, wiggling onto his lap further to let his cock press against your clit. It’s swollen and achy already, and with another moan Jeongin grips the base of his cock himself and guides it into your soppy hole. You’re still gaping a little from the previous time, but your lavender boy acts as if it’s the tightest hole he’s ever fucked into, a gasp leaving his lips. “Ah, there’s that pussy. I almost started missing it.”
You giggle breathlessly, forehead resting against his as you start to grind on his lap. The bathwater sloshes around you, some hitting the floor, but you can’t find it in you to care. His cock hits you deep like this, and you let out a sigh at the way his swollen cockhead presses against your g-spot. “I m-missed your cock already, alpha.”
“Yeah?” He muses, lips moving to messily kiss at your neck. “Ride it like you mean it then.”
You can’t help yourself. You start to bounce, and Jeongin’s lips latch onto your nipple immediately. He licks over the sensitive bud and you moan loudly, not caring who hears you over the sound of the rippling bathwater, and when he pulls away with a light bite of his teeth to your nipple it makes you gush fresh slick all over his cock, down to his balls. There’s still that interaction with Chan on your mind, though, and you have to ask about it.
“Innie,” You say, breathless, and he hums in response. The noise reverberates around your breast, where he remains with lips parted just above it, and you bounce a little harder in response. “Y-You didn’t want Channie to see me.”
Jeongin grabs your hips then, sharp and firm, and starts to thrust upwards. The movement really does make the water start to pour out of the side of the bath, and you move your fingers to dig into his shoulders for support. He smirks at you knowingly, and thrusts so hard it makes you jostle in his lap. “I didn’t want him to see us. You’re mine this time around.”
You wail, loud and incoherent, and you start to feel your head getting dizzy again. Your alpha looks after you, hand moving to your neck. You gasp when his grip tightens around the column of your throat. His hand holds you down onto his lap as he thrusts relentlessly into your pussy, wet and aching, and you can’t help the amount of slick flooding out of you.
“Do you like being mine? Just for a few days?” He questions, chest heaving, and you nod eagerly. You realise your fingernails must be scratching him, and when you look to his shoulders you can see the slightest bit of blood on his milky skin, but he seems more bothered about getting you to cum on his cock again. “Fuck- I can’t- baby, I can’t knot you in here, it’s not comfortable-”
“L-let me swallow it,” You whine, barely audible from his tight grip on your throat. He lets go of you then, but doesn’t stop thrusting into you, letting out a loud groan. “Alpha, alpha, let me swallow it, let me taste it, please-”
“I’m gonna cum soon, omega, I’m close, fucking- baby, cum, cum for me, please?” Jeongin’s eyes are glassy, his bottom lip covered in spit, and you whimper, nodding. Your fingers move to your clit, and you start to rub in the same rhythm he’s fucking you in, feverish and fast.
It doesn’t take long until you’re shaking through yet another orgasm given to you by your alpha, breathless noises leaving your lungs, and then he’s pulling out. Your pussy clenches with the loss, empty and upset, but he’s quick to scramble from under you and stand out of the bath.
He stands in front of you, stripping his cock, his knot just barely inflated at the base. “Suck the tip, just the tip, just the tip.”
You lean over pliantly, sucking his cockhead into your mouth, and he groans. His hand moves to your hair, pulling it back slightly, and when you look at him through your lashes he’s done for. He spills into your mouth, messy but not too much given that he didn’t knot you, and he groans through his orgasm until his cock starts to go soft. He pulls out of your mouth gingerly, and you lick your lips clean.
Even half hard, it’s still a spectacle, and you scrabble to try and get his cock into your mouth again. Jeongin only pushes you off playfully by your forehead, before he’s leaning down to kiss you, a lot more innocent than any of your prior kisses.
“Mm,” He moans against your lips, and then he’s kissing your forehead, nose and cheeks, all in a triangle. When you pull away, he’s grinning, eyes scrunched up in that silly little smile he does. “Shall we actually get clean now?”
You giggle, leaning backwards against the other edge of the bath. The bathwater sinks to your breasts, and you try to ignore the way his eyes falter down to them. “It might be a good idea. Get back in?”
“You’re a heathen,” He says, trying to be condescending, but that smile is still on his face. “We can’t fuck in here again. The bathwater will go cold, and I actually want us to get clean and have some food so that we don’t die. Sounds good?”
“I’ll try to keep my hands off you,” You smile, wide and toothy, and he points an accusing finger at you when you look down at his shaft again.
“Watch yourself, omega.”
“Yeah, like that’s not gonna get me turned on again,” You huff playfully, and Jeongin only tackles you into the bath and kisses your cheeks again. He leans his forehead against you, and you can see he’s blushing despite his playful front.
“Clean-up time, okay?”
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Heya,
According to you, what's the most underrated and overrated placements/aspects in relationship astrology (synastry/composite)? xoxo
Hii! Thank you for your question 💗
Most overrated aspects in synastry & in a composite chart:
-> One person's Sun in the other person's 7th house in synastry; many say that you'll figure out which Sun sign is your lover going to be by looking at your descendent but honestly it's more common that you fall for someone who has the same Sun sign as your Mars sign (if you're a woman) or if they have the same Sun sign as your Venus sign (if you're a male). Also something very very common are matches like your partner having the same Moon sign as your Sun sign and vice versa!
-> One person's Sun sextile/trine their partner's Sun sign in synastry: or in other words matches that are water-water/earth combos or fire-fire/air combos. B o r i n g. Sun signs don't need to be positevely aspected for the relationship to work! Tired of hearing that, for example, Pisces Suns are attracted only to Scorpios, Cancers, Capricorns and Taurus 🥱
-> 5th house placements in synastry; they don't always bring love, romance & amusement into the relationship, sometimes they're indicators of short-term relationships that will always stay light-hearted and fun, but won't grow into something more serious
-> being with someone who is the same sign as your Juno sign; Juno/Hera in Greek mythology didn't have a perfect marriage at all, this asteroid actually can indicate complications in the relationship (although you could make the relationship work and be greatly rewarded for it afterwards, but it takes a lot of energy and willpower)
-> having Libra placements in the composite chart; okay yes this is romantic and beautiful to have but there are other amazing placements that are also indicators of romance
Most underrated:
-> oppositions!!! There are often NOT a bad sign in synastry, they create tension & they can keep the relationship from becoming a boring routine
-> Capricorn placements in the composite chart; love these couples! They grow together financially and care about each other's working routine. You can often see them working together & enjoying it, and since most of us spend the majority of our time working, these are very benefitial placements to have
-> Moon trine Jupiter in synastry; this is such a beautiful placement to have because you feel good/safe/fulfilled around the other person
-> Juno/Venus/Aphrodite/Cupid in the 1st house in synastry; could indicate love at first sight, being attracted to that person instantly + one person's ascendent in the other person's descendent is also a similar vibe
-> one person's Vertex trine/sextile/conjunct the other person's Vertex -> it's fate that the two individuals met
#astrology#horoscope#natal chart#astro notes#zodiac#astro witch#astrology witch#ask#follow#like#synastry#composite chart#romance
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'Glide' and 'deep' for our beloved Buck Cleven? Juno xx
The amount of recalibrating I did to keep this away from the gremlin part of the brain that was cryin' out for smut... 🤣I think this one became a lot of fun in its own right, though! It can sort-of be a companion piece to this one, as we take a closer look at Gale during his interrogation and get some scraps of what his bond with my OC Lottie is like. (And apparently, Gale gets a little belligerent when he's in pain. Who knew. 😂)
Glide / deep
His face hurts. He’s pretty sure there’s a tear in his jacket sleeve. His ankle is screaming murder at him until he sits down in a chair that makes the rest of his body hurt with its rigidity. Blood and cotton are waging a war in his mouth.
Spit it up, Gilly. Her voice dances on the periphery of his being, past the sharp cuts and the dull pain that makes him want to curl up into a ball. Don’t hold that in, ain’t good for ya – and if he focuses just enough, he can feel the brush of her thumb on his chin – never swallow a beatin’, Major, just spit it back out. Put it where it belongs.
He sucks in a breath. Spits blood into the glass.
“That is a waste of a good drink,” says his interrogator. Voice too glacial to be disapproving. Voice too controlled to be much of anything meaningful. “Not a man for alcohol, I take it?”
Gale rolls his head back. Looks down his nose at the too-clean desk. Would smile at the small spatters of blood that escaped the glass if he felt his face could still move that way. He can practically feel the glass splinters in his cheek tremble and burrow deeper with each movement.
I need to get that looked at, he thinks, feeling something giddy swoop through his belly at the inanity of the thought. Benny’s going to have kittens about it. Unsanitary.
Out loud, he rattles a breath into the silence. “Buck Cleven,” he says evenly, trying not to wince at the b’s or e’s his mouth is shaping around. “Major.” He pauses. Lets his rank hang in the silence for a moment. “O-three-nine-nine”– he coughs –“seven-eight-two.”
“Buck? You are not Gale Cleven, Major?”
I haven’t been Gale to anyone in a damn long time, asshole. “Buck,” he asserts.
“We need to know you are who our papers say you are, Major.” That same even voice again. Prick. His knuckles itch. “Are you or are you not Gale Cleven?”
Gilly Gale Cleven of the three-five-oh, his mind sing-songs, and he smiles through the pain. “Buck Cleven, Major,” he says again, focusing on the glint of his interrogator’s glasses. Focusing on the slicked-back hair and the self-serving smirk. Lot would be begging to punch him by now – please, Gilly, lemme at him – and his hand nearly curls into a fist in her absence. “O-three-nine-nine-seven-eight-two.”
“I see.”
You can’t see a goddamn thing because that mustachioed knucklehead of a Führer sticks his hand up your ass and makes you parrot his nonsensical bullshit all goddamn day. Gale disguises his snort of laughter as a cough. Remembers Lot’s drawing from about a week ago – sockpuppet Nazis, painstakingly sketched out while tucked against his side in the crush of a too-busy pub – only because the man sitting in front of him now looks like her drawing come to life.
“Something funny, Major Cleven?”
Gale smiles back. You wouldn’t get it.
“I always like a good joke,” the man continues. “You Americans are very funny sometimes. Are you a funny man, Major?”
If he closes his eyes, he can hear Lot’s laughter play into his ears over the persistent radio static he has not quite managed to shake since the crash. He likes that laugh – full, booming, fearless – almost as much as he likes seeing the scrunch of her nose above her mask. Gilly, stop distractin’ me, she’d admonished, reaching over just to slap his arm. We got a ways to go yet, and you ain’t helpin’.
“No, you are not,” concludes his interrogator, who’s clearly never seen Lot’s eyes sparkle with joy over something Gale said. “You are a more serious man. A good pilot, if these tales of you gliding your plane to a landing without engine are true.” His fingers tap a folder that contains far too many papers. Far too many pictures, too. “A studious man with deep thoughts, aren’t you? We appreciate men like you here in Germany, Major.”
Gale summons the blood in his mouth until his gums feel encased by only cotton. Aims. Spits. The desk, once too-clean, spatters red.
“Buck Cleven,” he says, smiling past the pain, feeling the shards of glass dig deeper and deeper into his skin. “Major.” Knows he’ll stay that, even if he won’t fly again. They should promote Lot next, but she’s bound to do something stupid like wind up in the cell next to his. A ways to go, you and me. “O-three-nine-nine”– he laughs –“seven-eight-two.”
“We do not appreciate difficulties, Major.”
You’re gonna hate Lottie when she gets here. “Buck Cleven,” he repeats. I’ll never be Gale in this country. “Major.” And I’ll make damn sure you don’t forget it. “O.” Where are my men. “Three.” Where is Benny, is he okay. “Nine.” How many others survived the crash. “Nine.” All that paperwork and you still don’t know what matters most in a man’s life. “Seven.” Hope Marge will get word back to base that I’m okay once you let me write her a letter. “Eight.” Like an ouroboros, biting its own tail. “Two.”
His one-fingered salute is the loudest thing in this silence.
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Statement of Juno [REDACTED], regarding The Fanfiction Archive. Statement taken April 15, 2023, directly from Subject.
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Howdy TMA fandom! This is Juno, also known as @legendary-dumpster-fire, also known as @a-mag-meme-a-day coming at you with something I should have done months ago.
A little less than a year ago, I started gaining the reputation of "Fanfic Archivist" on Instagram, and later, Discord. People started coming to me for TMA fanfic recs, and I would have them. Now, with more people asking than ever, I have decided to start a Tumblr blog dedicated to this work.
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How This Works:
- send an ask! the ask can either be pubic or private, and you can either show your face or stay anon, i wont judge.
- preferred word count, ship(s), and any extra tags you may want
- what you DON'T WANT
- if you request anything NWFW (including anything like non-sexual bondage), please note that that will stay as a private ask, as minors will be following this blog and I would like to keep this blog SFW.
*I'm open to pretty much everything except A/B/O, Time Travel (long story), and anything that is illegal, like i*cest and p*dophilia.*
Tagging System:
- my personal tags will be "the fanfiction archivist" for any fic rec posts and "statement of the fanfiction archivist" for anything that does not pertain to recs
- Every post will be tagged with the ships, season it takes place in (roughly) or if its an au, and any topic that may need a CW in order to make it easier for anyone to filter out other people's recs that they do NOT want to see. if someone needs something tagged, PLEASE LET ME KNOW!!
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I hope that this archive with help at least someone, and that you will find what you are looking for here.
Statement Ends.
SUPPLEMENTAL:
Oh, and one last thing?
I reserve the right to not answer any asks that may make me uncomfortable.
Recording Ends.
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Just wanted to let you know your writing brings me so much joy!! I have always been a book nerd to my core, but the you wrote is so astounding, the way you describe the details in your stories….Juno. Absolutely amazing. A Greek tragedy is such a beautiful story. Of course I am interested to see Enid and the journey she takes to get to where she at in the TSN. And Wednesday….she never fails to entertain. Hope your doing well! ❤️❤️
Messages like this bring ME so much joy!! I can’t overstate how much it means to me, and how encouraging it is, that you have taken the time to share your thoughts with me like this 🥰
I have big plans for the next chapter, and I’ll share with you the three words I shared with a friend who wanted a hint: visions, scissors, omegaverse. It’ll be an entertaining one, I hope! 🤭
(Okay, the omegaverse hint is admittedly a red herring, and while you’ll have to wait and see how it comes up, it (Wednesday fandom booing) won’t be real a/b/o. I know, I know, hold your tomatoes 😭 but I hope y’all will still enjoy the (hopefully clever??) way I have decided to nod to our fandom room’s favourite elephant 😌)
Hehe, I will be working on the chapter for a bit tomorrow, hopefully to be done within the week! 🤞 might be ambitious, but I’ll try!
Thank you so much for your message!! 🖤🩷 have a lovely day/night, wherever you are!
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Hendery A to Z (SFW)
okay so this is going to be more or less my personal opinion with a hint of astrology. hope you enjoy and remember take everything with a grain of salt ^^ also this was harder than i thought it'd be...sorry it took me forever to complete this lol
A = Affection
absolutely loves the affection or more like attention and will definitely pay it forward to his partner
B = Best friend
absolutely wonderful bestie who anyone can have a fun and wonderful time with
C = Cuddles
maybe a little bit of a cuddler from time to time when he needs that extra lovin
D = Domestic
i can see him helping out and making the home area look nice. whether he is efficient at it is another question XP
E = Ending
considering that his juno placement is in sagittarius he probably will have a good chunk of ex's...
F = Fiancé
with hendery's juno placement he can actually end up being engaged/marry someone who is a foreigner to him. however, this placement also has a hard time with long-term relationships...so it might take one hell of a person to tie this archer down ^^
G = Gentle
has his gentle moments of course ^^ look at him and his sis <333
(but i'd say he's more fun loving hehe)
H = Hugs
back hugs where his partners back and booty are pressed against him (this is his libra coming out, but his leo venus may like this too)
I = I love you
takes a while to say these words (if even with his sagittarius juno not doing so well in long-term relationships). his leo in venus would love to hear that his partner loves him but it will definitely have to be after a decent amount of time getting to know each other
J = Jealousy
his leo venus doesn't want to know about who was flirting with his partner at all. it's funny when he does it, but it can make him self-conscious if done to him. if his partner shows that they are jealous of people around him -> leo in venus -> takes this as affirmation-like aka he likes this
K = Kisses
noisy kisses but he'll also look his partner in the eyes before kissing them. tries his best to be satisfactory for them
L = Little ones
i can see him having fun with kids. almost like the funny guy that makes all the kids laugh
M = Morning
definitely has a morning routine that he likes to stick too
N = Night
having a chill night with some good food, drinks, and something to watch/listen too is probably ideal for him
O = Open
absolutely open to trying new things
P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)
i'd say he gets more annoyed and probably spouts out his frustrations as he walks away or something. i can't see him blowing up a lot but if he does there may be some hurtful words
Q = Quizzes
i see him as a little absent minded but he'll try to remember everything that he possibly can haha
R = Remember
his leo side likes to show off to whoever he is with. he'll talk about who showed interest in him/flirted. this is something to always remember - he's just being his show offy leo self ^^
S = Security
his taurus moon and leo venus make me think he might have jealous moments but overall i don't see him getting super jealous so i don't think he's going to be on high alert
T = Try
will try his best to be there as much as he can whether through a phone call, video call, text, or in person
U = Ugly
might say things without thinking that can be hurtful. it was meant as a joke but it can still hurt
V = Vanity
definitely is a lover of beautiful things and beautiful people as well as making sure he looks presentable
W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)
he would absolutely feel incomplete but with his sagittarius juno a little time away won't do too much harm xP
X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)
seeing you laugh and having a good time especially if he's the one making you laugh will bring him an immense amount of joy
Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)
someone who's a slob i cant see him with someone extremely messy
Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)
i get the vibe he'd sleep in the weirdest of positions lol like he'd wake up in a pretzel pose
#hendery#hendery a to z#hendery wayv#wayv#wayv astrology#hendery astrology#kpop astrology#hendery sfw#hendery a to z sfw
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The Soulmate Equation by Christina Lauren
4/5 ⭐️
*contains spoilers*
Dang the epilogue of this book made me ugly cry, it was so beautiful. I’m a sucker for science based romance novels, so I had a feeling I would like this book and it definitely lived up to my expectations.
A cute story about a company that uses genetic testing to tell you how compatible you are with someone and utilizes this technology in the form of a dating site to match you up with people who are compatible genetically and through answers to survey questions. While the real life possibilities of this are insane to even think of, I think it was artfully done in this novel. The story follows Jess and River, one of the inventors of the project on their “Diamond Match” pairing and how the company pays them to fake date for the image of the company.
The characters in this book are so easy to fall in love with and it doesn’t take long at all to see how River feels about Jess. He does little things that show how much he loves her and it’s so precious! It’s also so warming to my heart how quickly he falls in love with Juno, Jess’s daughter. I love seeing their relationship and his willingness to answer Juno’s thousands of questions about how things work melts my heart into a puddle. In the end when he helps her build her roller coaster and goes all out just so she can win the art science fair is A-D-O-R-A-B-L-E!!! 🥺
This book was so cute and if you’re looking for a good science based romance to read, I highly recommend this one! Time to head over to Likewise and find other books with this vibe - too precious!
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House of Usher AU (Eng)
Something that's been on my mind lately is an AU based on the Mike Flanagan series The Fall of the House of Usher. So far, I have in mind a few of the family dynamics in this AU.
So far, this is the cast:
Roderick Usher - Clay Fermin
Madeline Usher - Kazarina
Frederick Usher - Keith Fermin
Tamerlane Usher - Mira Fermin
Victorine LaFourcade - Soleil Fermin (OC)
Napoleon Usher - Asher Fermin (OC)
Camille L'Espanaye - Lucine Fermin (OC)
Prospero Usher - Dylan Fermin (OC)
Leonore Usher - Kentatzu (OC)
Juno - Hydron
Arthur Pym - Barodius (TENTATIVE)
Changes to the original series:
Clay and Kazarina aren't twins. They're actually half-siblings who were born on the same day, and both ended up in social services, which is where they met and started being close friends.
All the "bastards" are Hydron's kids. Clay married Hydron when he was 15 and he impregnated Hydron 3 times (Soleil and Lucine are twin sisters) when he was between 15 and 19. He wasn't even 20 and he already had 4 kids, poor Hydron. Oh, btw, in this AU Hydron is transgender (I'm personally not too keen on A/B/O dynamics and, for me, it's easier to just make him AFAB and that's the end of it, that's how he got pregnant, he has a pussy, the end), he went under an experimental hormone treatment that Clay's pharmaceutical developed, but that was after having his kids.
Kentatzu is Barodius and Kazarina's son, but he was born through an artificial womb to which both Kazarina and Barodius gave their DNA. Kazarina pretty much raised Kentatzu alone since she only asked for Barodius' genes as a favor bc she trusts Barodius that much. Kentatzu does know who his father is but doesn't talk much about it. He's the one that actually manages to talk Hydron into leaving Clay once and for all after Clay ruined Hydron's whole youth.
Mira and Keith have some kind of incestous relationship. Gus finds out and he himself kills Keith out of jealousy. I think I'll dispose of a Morilla Usher in this AU since the change Kentatzu does to the world is motivating Hydron to leave Clay, which completely erases a Morilla here. Besides, I don't think Gus would be capable of betraying Keith and the idea of Keith abusing Gus out of jealousy is so OOC for me. Canonically, Keith only shows interest in Gus when he finds there's no one there to do the stuff Gus did. He only cared about Gus in an utilitarian manner, and I want to respect that one-sided relationship Keith and Gus have where Gus worships Keith and Keith just gives him crumbs of affection. Besides, I don't think Keith is as mad as Gus to torture someone with his own hands, but Gus is actually crazy, so I do believe him capable of killing Keith bc he found out Keith bangs with his sister in secret. Ace also knows this, but he pretends it doesn't bother him.
The order of the deaths changed to respect the way they went from the youngest of Roderick's kids to the oldest in the series. Dylan dies first and Lucine dies second, of course, but Soleil is the third one to die and Asher the fourth one before Mira and Keith die in that respective order.
Hydron is 50 by the time the events of the story take place (his kids are in their 30's when they die). However, he still looks kinda young bc Clay subjected Hydron to an experimental anti-aging treatment his pharmaceutical was doing. Hydron only accepted it for the sake of his kids. Hydron has wanted to leave Clay since day one, but when he had his kids, he started fearing the quality of life he could give them, so he stayed with Clay to ensure a good life for his kids. His kids always told him to leave Clay, but he always said no to that proposal bc he actually believed he couldn't raise his kids without Clay's money. It's until they die and Kentatzu talks with Hydron that Hydron finally does what's best for him: Leaving Clay's ass.
That's what I have of this AU for now. I'll make another post talking about Clay and Hydron's kids, they've been living in my head rent-free. I admit they're probably my laziest OCs ever when it comes to their physical appearance, but I'm having lots of fun building their lore (which differs somewhat from the original series). I hope you enjoy reading every now and then of this AU as much as I enjoy writing about it 💖
#bakugan#bakugan battle brawlers#bakugan new vestroia#labcrown#clay fermin#hydron#prince hydron#professor clay#⚗️labcrown👑#alternate universe#the fall of the house of usher#house of usher#house of usher au#claydron
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"Child of the Sun"
Chapter 4
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Synopsis: Juno meets someone strange in the castle. Even now that Julia is a Magic Knight, Lisa starts to worry about Juno's future.
It’s so dark here…
The great hall was so loud and bright. The sound of silverware clinking together, paired with the constant mumble of the crowd had started to cause an incessant ache in Juno’s head. So, without really thinking about it, she stood up and walked out of the room, so silently that even her parents didn’t seem to notice.
The empty corridors were cold and dark, but Juno didn’t mind. More than anything, she craved quiet which was exactly what she found here. With a sigh, she walked over to one of the tall windows, jumping up into the deep alcove and leaning against the stone. She closed her eyes, feeling the discomfort start to wane.
Perfect…
All things considered, Juno lived a very comfortable life. Sure, her younger siblings could be a bit loud and grating at times, but Julia was always there for her, looking after her little sister every day.
Every day… but now she’s gone. I have to be the big sister now.
Juno couldn’t help but feel a few tears start to well up in her eyes. She had always known that this day would come, but now that it was here, she wasn’t sure how to handle it.
It’s only for a little while, though. Soon, I’ll be old enough to leave, too. I can go join the Golden Dawn as well, and then the two of us won’t have to be apart ever again!
Feeling a bit better, Juno opened her eyes, and held her hands up. With a small burst of mana and concentration, a small orb of orange fire roared to life. It wasn’t too hot, the warmth pleasant as it washed over her skin. Juno smiled to herself, cupping her magic gently between her hands. She didn’t know what her exact attribute was yet, but she already liked how it felt. Like a sun, held within her palm. The soothing warmth of a midsummer evening was always within reach.
“What are you doing out here?”
She jumped in surprise, the fire immediately extinguishing. Looking up, she spotted another person standing a few feet away, staring at her with wide eyes.
“O-Oh- I- I-” Juno stammered, unsure if she was in trouble or not. She quickly jumped out of the safety of the alcove to face this intruder. They were a boy, who seemed to be her age, with dark silver hair and bright blue eyes. He was dressed nicely for his age, a baby-blue cloak draped over his shoulders. He had a sharp look about him, which only increased as he narrowed his eyes, staring at her intensely.
“You’re not supposed to be out here, you know,” he told her, crossing his arms.
“Why not?” Juno asked, blinking slowly. “I didn’t know there was a rule against sitting in a hallway…”
“This is the castle, idiot!” the boy snapped. “Do you know who I am? I am Axel Silva! I’m royalty!”
“You are?” Juno could see it now, the Silva crest plastered on the clasp of his cloak. Her hands trembled, but she managed to calm herself. Think of what Julia would do! She always had something smart to say… Taking a deep breath, she narrowed her own eyes.
“Well, I’m Julius Novachrono’s daughter! So I think that makes us about even!”
“Ha! I know exactly who you are,” Axel replied, shaking his head. “My dad warned me about you.”
That caught Juno a bit off-guard. Warned? She thought. Why would anyone need to be warned about me? I don’t even have a grimoire yet!
“Whatever. I’ll go back to the great hall if you��re going to make a big deal about it,” she finally said, unwilling to stay in this boy’s presence any longer. With one last glance, she walked past Axel. He didn’t say anything, but she noticed him flinch, just slightly, as she brushed by.
… weird. Well, mom and dad are both really powerful. He must know that I’m going to be powerful, too!
“Juno! Thank goodness!”
Juno stopped as her mother ran over to her, pale in the face, her father right behind.
“Where did you go?” Julius asked, glancing around the dark area. “Don’t tell me you got lost on the way to the bathroom…”
“No, nothing like that,” Juno told them, letting her mother take hold of her hand. “I just… I just wanted some peace and quiet.”
After a long moment, Lisa let out a sigh, her shoulders relaxing. “Me too… but you can’t just run off like that! Not with all these strangers around, okay?”
“I know, I know, I’m sorry.” Juno started walking back to the doors to the great hall, her parents on both sides of her. “I met a boy out there.”
“A boy?!” Julius stopped suddenly, scowling. “Who?”
“Don’t worry, he was kind of mean. He said he was Axel Silva.”
“Oh.” Julius immediately relaxed, shaking his head. “I heard he’s a bit of a difficult child…”
“Yeah, he seemed like that.”
Juno didn’t mention the other thing Axel had said, and just followed her parents back to the dinner.
-------------------------------------------------------
“Well, that was an amazing day! I don’t think it could have gone any better.”
Later that night, the family was back at their home, tired and ready to put the day behind them. Lisa hummed her agreement as Julius talked, brushing her hair, staring at herself in the mirror.
Julius sighed happily, flopping down into their big bed. “I’m going to write to Julia tomorrow, I think…”
“Tomorrow?” Lisa asked, turning around in surprise. “Give her a few days to settle in, at least! We don’t want to be too overbearing…”
“Ah, I guess so.”
Lisa put down her brush and climbed into bed beside him, letting her eyes close and a heavy breath leave her chest. She was tired after the long day, but more than fatigue was weighing her down now.
Julius wrapped his arms around her, and they laid there for a moment, silently.
“... I wouldn’t worry about it. Those nobles always have something to say.”
“I know, but…” Lisa paused for a moment before finishing her thought. “It wasn’t just them… Cobb and Marx both seemed so… apprehensive.”
“... I noticed that, too. But, they’re our friends. They don’t get to see Juno that often.”
“What’s going to happen when she joins a squad, though?” Lisa asked, opening her eyes. “The entire kingdom suffered because of what happened… my friends did. It took them long enough to forgive me…”
“There’s nothing to forgive,” Julius insisted. “Juno didn’t do anything wrong. The people who really matter will know that, too.”
Lisa wanted to believe he was right, but she couldn’t shake the dread that clung to her heart.
None of them know the truth. Julius is the only one who knows what really happened between me and Lucius…
“... I’m scared, Julius. I don’t know what to do.”
“... I am, too.” He squeezed her close, then suddenly pulled back to look her in the eye.
“Do you think… Do we need another opinion on the matter?”
After a long moment, Lisa nodded.
“Good idea.”
She closed her eyes, and leaned in, letting her forehead press against Julius’s. With a spark of mana, everything melted away, and she was at peace.
#black clover#black clover fic#next gen fic#oc: lisa#oc: juno#oc: axel#oc: julia#julius novachrono#JuLisa#LuLisa#Lucius Zogratis
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wait stop would itvbe a sin to ask u to elaborate on new possessive alpha jeongin.. THE WAY U DESRVIEVED IT USGHS CHAN OUTTING HIM JN A COLLAR IM.
hey friends!! so 🌻is taken unfortunately buttt u could maybe be 🌸 ?!?! lmk!!
sooo i am so imagining.... alpha!jeongin going through his first rut. he's late presenting, it should have been a few years ago and maybe that's why he's so het up - all you know is that chan has had to collar him to try and calm him down.
"i'm your alpha, iyen-ah," chan hisses, and you grimace. jeongin's panting, tongue lolling out of his mouth and you're just sat there on the dorm sofa, merely watching. you're helpless. chan asked you to be present for one simple thing - having jeongin collared with omega pheromones present is a quickfire way to get him to calm down.
you can't ignore the fact that your pussy has started slicking up, dripping into your panties with an amount that would only be normal if you were in heat. chan pulls jeongin's hair back, streaked with blonde from their recent comeback and jeongin fucking whines. he whines, hips canting up into the air, and you squirm on the sofa. your pheromones are spiking, and chan turns to you. he looks shocked for a second, and then his plump lips are forming a smirk.
chan raises an eyebrow. your cheeks are burning in embarrassment. you know he can smell you, smell your slick and the way it's filling the air with something sweet. jeongin growls, despite chan's tight hold on his hair, and you can practically see when chan gets the idea.
"iyen-ah," he begins, and jeongin's hands move to his thighs. he bares his neck, and chan smiles in approval. he's submitting. "iyen-ah, who's your alpha? tell me. tell hyung."
"you. you, you are, hyung, hyung- i need- hyung," jeongin's still panting, and his fox-like eyes flicker towards you. there's a bead of sweat dripping down his forehead and you ache to lick it off, to taste the saltiness of his skin. he should be embarrassed, hiding the way his knot is about to fucking pop in his pants - for the first time - but he's only dying of arousal. "hyung, i need her. i- i need to breed her, hyung, can i?"
chan hums. "what do you say, innie? it's not me you need to ask. not for this, baby."
chan's hand lets go of jeongin's hair, and he's immediately crawling over to you. he's on his hands and knees, submitting to you in the most arousing way possible, and you jolt when his nose comes to nuzzle at your thigh. his collar is still around his neck, tight and dominating, and he seems to be - enjoying it?
"'mega," jeongin begins, and you can feel his drool on your leg. you whine, spreading your legs in submission, and chan's quick to come over to you. he settles next to you on the sofa, his hand going to your knee to spread you apart, pliant and ready for the youngest alpha. "omega, please, baby. please, i need it, omega, please. can i- let me knot you, please, channie hyung will teach me how to make it feel good. will you? will you, hyung?"
you whimper, rendered speechless from jeongin's babbling. chan's hand goes to smooth over jeongin's scalp.
"channie, i- channie, i wanna, please," you wail, hips canting up into nothing. jeongin's quick to press his nose into your panties, inhaling the sweet scent of your slick. "alpha, please help him knot me. please, need it, please-"
"okay," chan hums, kissing your cheek. "okay. you two can play. jeongin, you let her decide what happens, yeah? i'll walk you through it, baby."
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Cosmo -49
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Lavender Smoke [Pt. 1]
Pairings: Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader
Series warnings: A/B/O dynamics. Slightly more than my previous A/B/O series. Sorta love triangle. Kinda but not really. Arranged marriage. Smut 18+. Be cool, kids. I’ll add more as I go but for now I think that’s it.
Word Count: 4074
Squared Filled: Free Space
A/N: Another one for @star-spangled-bingo 2021! Finally posting the first chapter. It is sort of modern AU but some typical royalty/medieval aspects are still there because it is loosely based on Tristian & Isolde. I am adding a few medieval accepts but it's set in modern times. I don’t know, okay? Just go with it. It will also be a little more A/B/O traditional because of that. As always my beautiful beta @moonbeambucky looked this over for me. If you like it write me a book report, sing me a song or come scream at me. I am no longer doing taglists.
***My fics are not to be saved or posted on any other sites without my written permission. Reblogs are my jam, though!***
The southern beaches were different from the northern shores Bucky grew up near. The sand was softer, silkier, if that made any sense at all. Less shells, too, and if you picked the right spot the water was so clear you could straight to the bottom like it was made outta glass somethin’. There was a different feel to them altogether. It left you with a warm, excited feeling. Something deep in you buzzing with the possibilities of what the waves would bring in each time they crashed against your feet. When George told Bucky to take the summer to get his head on straight, Bucky knew the exact place he wanted to go— Juno Beach. The last time he was here, he was just a little boy. That was back before everything went to shit; before his grandfather died, before his father took over the throne and before he became next in line to be king and clan alpha. A lot of things changed that winter and none of them have been in Bucky’s favor.
Bucky went from kicking Steve’s ass with wooden swords and chasing pretty omegas around the dance floor, to sitting in on council meetings and learning every single law and bylaw forward and backwards. Not just his kingdom’s but all the ones surrounding them, too. He spent night after night in the father’s office, slumped down in a chair asleep with papers and books on his lap only to be awoken by a heavy boot kicking his chair hard enough the wood legs shook and threatened to cave under the pressure and Bucky’s weight. Bucky wasn’t a little kid anymore. He reminded his dad of that fact. Bucky told him the legs were going to give out one of these times and George would be sorry. He’d be sorry when his heir had a concussion from falling onto the brick floor.
George reminded him, they always had Steve if things with Bucky ever went south. It was a shitty thing to say and wasn’t even half true. Yes, they took Steve in when his mom died. Cancer. Steve was only twelve when he lost her and there was no way Bucky would let his best friend be alone after something like that. He promised Sarah he would look after Steve and that was just what Bucky did. Steve has always been treated as his brother, as part of their family. Bucky loved him like his blood and if anyone thought to question Steve’s position, his place within the Barnes household or his relation to the crown George was the first to set them straight. Well, first once Bucky had calmed down and quit yelling. Regardless of everyone’s affection for Steve, Bucky knew George wanted Bucky to succeed him when the time came. Not because he didn’t love Steve, or because he wanted his bloodline on the throne— that one might be partly true— despite his less than warm parenting towards Bucky and Rebecca, George loved his kids very much and since Bucky was a little boy, George has always said he believed Bucky would do great things one day if given the chance.
The alpha had a strange way of showing it. Bucky supposed, he wouldn’t truly understand the things his father has had to go through until he took over, walked a mile in his shoes and all that. Maybe then he will see that George did the best he could with what he was given. Or that’s what his mother keeps telling him anyway. Either way, it was a relief to be away from them and Bucky knows he shouldn’t find this much enjoyment in solitude, but he was so relieved when his parents told him to take Steve and Sam and get away for a little bit. One last summer to have some fun with brothers, forget his upcoming nuptials and just be himself; not king or clan alpha. He didn’t have to be a leader or someone that his people looked up to. He could simply be Bucky.
It sounded like a fuckin’ dream and Bucky planned on enjoying every damn second.
That’s exactly what Bucky was doing. Enjoying the moment. Regardless of what Sam and Steve thought about his current activities or company. Bucky’s knees sank a good inch into the sand, covering the little bit of thigh that was peeking out from his navy swim trunks. Pink painted nails scratched down his chest, leaving red marks in the wake, but he didn’t care. He chased the pretty beta’s lips as she pulled away, taunting him with a sultry swipe of the tongue to her bottom lip drawing him in for more. That silly grin on his face only grew when she pulled away at the very last second, giggling and rushing off towards the water. She was hoping Bucky would chase after her, that was obvious by the exaggerated wiggle to her hips and the not-so casual gaze over her shoulder as she sunk down into the water. Bucky tore his gaze from the gleaming droplets rolling down her bare back and looked back at Steve and Sam, grinning widely at the annoyed and slightly disappointed glares he was getting.
“Y’know,” Steve started with a roll of the eyes when the young redhead called Bucky’s name for the third time. He had to grab Bucky by the chin and force the alpha to keep his eyes on him and not on the tempting view a mere twenty yards away. “When your parents suggested this little trip, I don’t think your mother meant, take up residency in a brothel for a month and sleep with anyone that calls you pretty.”
Bucky yanked his chin out of Steve’s grip and pushed him back into the sand, laughing at the look of feigned annoyance on Steve’s face when Sam snarkily muttered, “I told you so.”
“I want to have a little fun before I resign myself to a lifetime of misery. Give me a break Stevie.”
Not all arranged marriages were like that, of course. Bucky knew that and knew Steve was going to make that point any second now. It’s been a week since they found themselves alone on the coast, and Steve’s only mentioned it twice. So it was overdue really. Deep down under all the annoyance, Bucky knew Steve was trying to help with all that crap. None of that really made Bucky feel any better. He’s known the omega he was going to marry since he was six, his mother said it would help to know who she was so the transition to mates would be easier. It wasn’t. He saw her portrait a handful of times. They never even spoke until recently and that was only a few letters preparing for her arrival. Her letters were formal. Bucky appreciated that. He didn’t know what he would have done if she arrived starry eyed and hoping for some fairytale that didn’t exist. There wouldn’t be a love story from their bond and Bucky was grateful they were on the same page. It didn’t make marrying a stranger any easier.
It didn’t really matter in the end. Bucky’s unease. The importance of the match mattered more than Bucky’s discomfort. Lands were still divided and kingdoms refused to share their wealth and goods and everyone suffered from this level of mistrust and greed. They all needed to work together if they were going to keep them from becoming another Sokovia. No one wanted that to happen again, too many lives lost and homes destroyed. Bucky’s father has been working to repair the damage done by past war-torn decades and ignorant monarchs of the past. He wanted to make amends, heal and bring everyone together under one rule. Bucky’s marriage would help make that a reality. It would bond two kingdoms together by marriage and one day, hopefully, a shared bloodline. If they were willing to be honest with themselves, every clan needed this bond to work. It was a step towards peace and if this marriage would get everyone to accept a meeting to talk about the possibility of uniting, that would be the breakthrough they’ve all been waiting for. Bucky was willing to sacrifice his freedom and his true mate to make that happen.
What were the chances true love and fairytales were real anyhow?
“What if you like her? Maybe she’s not as bad as you think. Your parents were arranged and it turned out okay.”
Fairly predictable Steven. As always.
“Steve,” Bucky grumbled, unlit cigarette balancing between his lips as he spoke and brows furrowed as he fought the urge to push Steve over again. He was still shaking the sand out of his star-covered shorts and that was enough to make Bucky crack a smile.
“I know you don’t remember, but they hated each other when they first met and it took decades for them to get to love.”
Steve shook his head and waved his hand as if Bucky was making the whole thing up or it wasn’t as significant as Bucky was suggesting.
“They still got there.”
Yeah, they did. Minus the months they spent unable to look at each other and all the years they spent in silence.
“Yeah, well, I don’t want to fight for twenty years only to settle into a comfortable convenience that feels something like love.”
“That’s not an option. Your dad is king. Head alpha. You’re going to be clan alpha. It’s your responsibility to fix the divide and bring everyone back together-” The loud, slightly obnoxious groan that left Bucky’s lips had Steve’s words drowning in the background and before he could start up again once the silence settled, Bucky cut in, putting an end to the discussion. For today at least.
“Steve. I know all this okay? Why do you think I begged and begged for this? After this, I’ll marry her, bond and do all the shit I have to do but I want this one last moment that’s entirely mine. Is that so bad?”
Steve opened his mouth and Sam shushed him before he ever got a word out. Sam has been a little more understanding this trip. Bucky wasn’t sure if Steve was really sore with him or if he was worried if Bucky bolted, he would have to shoulder those responsibilities and marry some random omega he didn’t love. He couldn't blame Steve for dreading that. He’s known his path since he could walk and he still hated it. Sam slung his arm around Bucky's shoulder and shook his head at Steve who rolled his eyes in return. Bucky was starting to like having Sam on his side for a change.
“Nah, it’s not so bad, Buck. Let’s live it up before your life really turns to shit.”
“Thanks. Thanks for the help Samuel.” Bucky chuckled and pushed Sam’s arm off his shoulder and forced himself to his feet, looking towards the northern end of the beach. Sam followed his gaze and cleared his throat, causing Bucky to tear his dreamy gaze from the shore and back to them.
“There’s a party tonight at the little place a few miles up. The traveling-”
“The fair set up on the northern beach?”
Sam got to his feet and yanked the cigarette from Bucky’s mouth, tossing it into the bag they were using for trash. He really hated being cut off and when Bucky smoked even more. “Yeah, the fair that follows the coast. One of the girls working there said they had music, games and omegas drink free. You wanna have a little fun? That’s where fun is gonna be tonight.”
Bucky glanced at Steve who threw his hands up in forced agreement and Bucky grinned.
“Yeah, alright. Let’s do it. Think we can get your sister here by tonight-”
Sam stuck his finger in Bucky’s face making Bucky’s grin turn sheepish and his own features turned deadly serious.
“I’ll break your neck.”
“What? She loves music and free drinks!”
“I’m serious. I’ll drown your ass.”
“No you won’t. You think I’m adorable.”
“Head alpha or not, you touch my sister and you’re done for.”
Bucky threw his head back and cackled loud enough to be heard several miles down the beach.
“Alright, children,” Steve sighed. “Let’s settle down. The night is still young. Plenty of time to kill each other before the night is over.”
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“Pietro says he may have found somewhere for us to go.”
Y/n looked up from the evening's playlist in her hand at the sound of Wanda’s voice and frowned as she processed her friend’s words. She hadn’t been expecting that. Maybe she should have. It was only a matter of time really. Not everyone was made for a nomadic lifestyle. Y/n wasn’t sure she was really cut out for it but it was better than where she was. At least here, she could make her own choices and live the life she wanted, not one someone forced on her.
“Somewhere safe. He spent the day talking to one of the high ranking council members and apparently they are very accepting. In fact, he said that their king hoped one day we all would be under one rule living together. Can you imagine that?”
"You want that? You want to leave all this behind to live in some strange alpha’s kingdom? Follow their laws and be tied down?” Y/n asked with a chuckle but it was hollow and her nose wrinkled. She couldn't imagine the thought of living with a bunch of strangers who you were supposed to trust without any real reason to. The only thing close to a family that she knew was Wanda and Pietro. It would be hard to lose them, but would it be harder than losing her freedom? Y/n doubted.
After fleeing the kingdom they were born in, Wanda and Pietro have talked of nothing else. They want to find a permanent home where they can settle down and truly feel safe. Not a traveling camp that follows the road and coin. Y/n has listened to Wanda talk about starting a family one day for years now. Days on end of talks of dreams and family and a home with no wheels. She wants an Alpha and twins some day. So they will always have each other the way she has Pietro. She shouldn’t be surprised they finally found a kingdom worth settling down in. It still made her heart hurt and her stomach burn with uncertainty for them both.
“To have a family again? People you can rely on? People who love you? Yes. Of course I want that. We aren’t meant to do this alone.”
Y/n nodded in understanding because she truly did understand where Wanda was coming from. It simply wasn’t for her though. Not anymore. A younger version of her perhaps. A less jaded, more naïve version of herself. Unfortunately, the omega she was now, didn’t allow for childish notions and foolish daydreams.
“I don’t think I could do it again,” Y/n whispered. Even through the thumping of the music she knew Wanda heard her by the way her eyes softened a fraction. She didn’t want pity. It made the nerves she was feeling simmer and boil over into anger. Not all alphas were bad. Y/n knew that. She’s heard stories of other kingdoms with kind leaders. Stark, Odinson and a few others, they were kind and those without a clan flocked there, hopeful gleam in their eyes as they asked for refuge and possibly a permanent home. Y/n knew all about them. She’s also been witness to the less kind clans. Ones that operated with old customs and outdated hierarchies. The small kingdom she was born to, Cerberus, was home to a man that was only kind when it suited him. Y/n has been victim to more than her fair share of alpha power and abuse. She had no interest in tying herself to another clan and another alpha that would seek to serve only himself. As if Wanda knew what terrible thoughts were plaguing Y/n, Wanda placed her hand on top of Y/n’s and squeezed it gently.
“Not everyone is like Billy,” She spoke softly enough that those around them wouldn’t catch onto Y/n’s secret. “Pietro said they are heading back at the end of summer and if we go with them we would have to leave then. Give it some thought. You could come with us.”
“I’ll think about it. I promise,” Y/n muttered quietly, pouting as she did and Wanda laughed. She laughed but let the topic fade into the background. Yn didn’t talk about Billy often, when she did it usually soured her good mood for the evening and Wanda didn’t want to darken Y/n’s night. Not when she had been so excited to have the night off and she deserved to have a little carefree fun after everything she’s been through.
Y/n dropped the list of songs on the temporary bar they set up this morning and spun around to the sea of people dancing. The dance floor was one of those snap together floors that vendors carried to outdoor venues. They didn’t always need it but at locations like this, near the beach or somewhere mainly outdoors, they had to create the right atmosphere to draw people in. Y/n liked to watch the semi-drunk people attempting to dance on the slippery fake wood that was covered in sand thanks to the movement on and off the floor. She wasn’t much for dancing but she did like to laugh at all the alphas tripping over all the omegas swaying their hips and batting their lashes. It was half ridiculous and for a dumb reason she didn’t want to admit, the sight left a twinge in her chest.
The heady smoky, cedar scent catches her attention, she searches the crowd for the source when she spots someone across the dance floor — a golden skinned, long haired Alpha clearly searching for someone of his own. His icy blue eyes landed on her and he grinned, sending a shiver through her. Her hand found its way to her neck, without thinking, and she could see the alpha’s eyes sparkling at the gesture. He had been searching the room for her. She didn’t know why she did that. She’s never been one of those omegas. Then again, she’s never had an alpha that looked like him, staring back at her the way he was.
He slowly pushed through the crowd of party goers and she found herself pushing off the bar walking towards him, ignoring Wanda’s calls for her to come back and despite telling her feet to turn around and go back where it was safe. Or at least stop at Pietro’s booth to tell him who she was meeting so he could keep an eye on her. Neither of them stopped though. Not until they were face to face, standing in the middle of the dancefloor. There were two larger alphas standing off to the side watching them with interest and shouting something she couldn’t make out while she was drowning in the gleaming blue of his eyes. The man in front of her flipped them off without looking away and she laughed. He grinned at her as if he was completely enamored by her and they haven’t even spoken. The alpha leaned forward to shout over the music and chatter around them, “I’m Bucky. What’s your name?”
She told him her name and the whimper that left his lips made her stomach flip.
“You smell good,” Bucky groaned and immediately threw his head back, obviously mad at himself and slightly embarrassed judging by the crimson shading his cheeks. “I know that sounds like some knothead alpha line. I’m sorry. I caught your scent the second we got here and I had to find you.”
It was a cheesy line. One she’s heard a few times but it felt different coming from him. It didn’t make her stomach twist with something ugly or make the hair on the back of her neck stand up and he’s the only alpha to say it and seem genuine.
“It’s okay. So do you.”
Bucky practically beamed and Y/n melted at the sight. She meant it, too. He did. A deep cedar scent that made her chest warm. There was something else she couldn't place under all that. Maybe a hint of cherry in there. Whatever it was, it was sweet and she liked it.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah,” she repeated dumbly, grinning like a fool to match the dopey smile Bucky was wearing.
“Wanna dance with me?”
Gods did Y/n want to, but she didn’t dance. She didn’t exactly have two left feet but she wasn’t going to draw in her true mate with the moves she was sporting on the floor. Bucky tilted his head to the side and gave her a pleading smile with wide eyes, set for begging if needed. Y/n shoved his shoulder and Bucky caught her hand. He said something about not needing to worry when he pulled her close. He would make sure she only crushed two or three of his toes. As if he already knew her that well, like it was so easy for him to read her that he knew her trepidation came from her own lack of skill and not from fear of him.
They danced for a while, to whatever came on. It didn’t matter if it was fast or slow, romantic or silly. They stayed on the sandy wood floor, hands on skin every chance they got and shouting questions back and forth over the music. Favorite color? Red. Favorite season? Winter. True mates? For kids but a nice thought. Last time you bathed? You sayin’ I smell? Your Worst trait? Stubborn and I can be a little bit of a flirt or so I’m told. Biggest regret? Letting once in a lifetime slip by. They danced and talked for so long that the songs came and went, slowly drifting from one to next. She didn't know how many they listened to but her legs felt numb. They tingle a bit and her ankles were sore from her shoes, knees weak from the way he was staring at her. All of that was nothing compared to the way they caved when Bucky leaned in, pausing just before her lips to make sure he was reading this right. Just because an omega scents interested, didn’t mean she wanted to be kissed or held like this. Y/n did. Bucky caught on fairly quickly when her hands slipped into his curls and she tightened her hold on the delicate strands tickling the back of his neck and nudged him that last inch and when their lips touched, he swore he saw sparks.
Soft lips brush against her, eager and willing. Their kiss was languid, as if they were searching for something more than this. Bucky’s right hand came up to cradle her jaw, his left pressing against the small of her back and urging her against him so he could envelop her by his arms. The moment his tongue parted her lips, she sank into him and gripped his biceps to steady her unsteady legs. It was slow. Intense. Y/n could feel it with every beat in her chest, she didn’t know how long they kissed for but when Bucky pulled back just enough to take a break the song had changed to a much slower beat.
“Ah, shit,” Bucky whispered against her lips. There was an unspoken question of concern in her eyes, wondering if she had done something wrong or gone too far and that definitely wasn’t the cause of Bucky’s hesitancy. Bucky kissed her a few times too many and took another grounding breath.
“You’ve got my head spinnin’. Just need a minute to catch my breath s’all.”
Not that a minute would make a whole lot of difference. There was no going back now. Bucky knew when he caught her scent she was different and after having her on his lips, he was sure of it the moment he claimed her lips; she claimed him the second they touched and they were both in deep, deep trouble.
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Why people keep telling you to block them if you support Pholo (Penumbra Edition)
Or: why jitterbug-juno really deactivated
I love when people categorize this as fandom wank. Really makes you feel like you’re putting the onus on either side of the conversation.
I’m making this post not because I want to stir up spoiled milk, but because I want it out there that this wasn’t a purity culture war.
The TL;DR version of this is that fans of color tried to tell Rab (prev. jitterbug-juno) not to post her Omegaverse (or A/B/O) fic. And instead of taking the L, she posted it on Ao3 and deactivated.
But, if you want context, well, buckle in. CW for mentions of racism and transphobia.
What did jitterbug-juno do?
Before I get into this I do want it out there that I will not be linking Rab’s fic, but I will show you this screenshot of the summary of it.
[ID: It is a screenshot of a fic, “As You Are” by Pholo.
Summary: Peter can hide his scent glands behind cologne; makeup; concealer pads. He can quash his heats with suppressants. He can divert the urge to nest and fawn.
But he can’t feign another gender’s subvocals. He lacks the anatomical capacity. Mag taught him to distract from his silence with fast, flashy words. For longer heists he relies on social convention. Traumatic mutism is uncommon, but remarked upon by enough war vets and soap operas to be widely recognized. Peter’s marks assume he’s been harmed long before they assume he’s a closeted omega. It would take quite the backwater brute to ask why he doesn’t murmur or chuff or growl.
On the 'Blanche there are the usual furtive glances. Juno makes clear to Peter that should he ever want “to talk about what happened,” he’ll be there to listen. The gesture annoys Peter more than comforts him.
‘Nothing happened,’ he wants to scream. ‘There’s nothing to talk about!’
There are 14 comments, 85 kudos, and 11 bookmarks /end]
You decide what you’re doing with that information, but honestly, I’d rather you don’t give it anymore engagement than it deserves.
There was a period earlier this June (yes, even though it’s only the 10th, at time of writing) when Rab was posting snippets of the aforementioned fic on her blog and tagging it appropriately, putting it in the attention of pretty much the entire Penumbra fandom.
What’s Omegaverse or a/b/o and why is everyone so against Rab for it
If you know what Omegaverse is, I don’t have to tell you why it’s controversial. If you don’t know what Omegaverse is, well, Fanlore said it best:
a kink trope wherein some or all people have defined biological roles based on a hierarchical system, with the terms originating from animal behaviour research. There may be werewolf, knotting, or other animalistic elements involved, or the characters may be otherwise purely human.
The term is generally written with slashes (a/b/o). Many fans, particularly ones from Australia and New Zealand, are uncomfortable seeing the term without slashes because it is also an Australian slur for aboriginal people.
I won’t get into the history or the heaps and tons of other discourses (mostly about fictional male pregnancy, homophobia, transphobia, sexual assault, etc.) that go on within that. We’re here specifically on Rab v. Penumbra fans of color and we’re staying there.
Anyone who’s been in Penumbra enough to realize that everyone draws the Junoverse characters in a certain way knows that a) Juno is black, b) Nureyev is Asian, and c) as a fan you have to be aware of what you’re subjecting or saying about either of them because of the political repercussions that come with it.
And despite that, Rab proceeded to write Peter Nureyev, a gender nonconforming gay Asian male character that is widely headcanon’d as trans, into a fic using a kink trope that relies heavily on animal behavior.
Unlike most people new to fandom, Rab is aware of what Omegaverse is and is very much white. She is (and if she isn’t, should be) aware of the racist undertones that writing him in would get.
I couldn’t get a screenshot of what snippets Rab was sending out into the ether, seeing as a majority of my friends would rather not have seen any at all (I have all of the usual tags blocked so I wouldn’t have seen it either way), but needless to say, Rab got attention for it. Both positive and negative.
Anne (@hopeless-eccentric) even posted a satirical fic, in the odds that Rab was just writing this thing to be “the first” to write Omegaverse fic in the Penumbra tags.
But, I’m assuming more than one fan of color came into Rab’s inbox and messaged her about it, but someone I know (who would like to remain anonymous) was gracious enough to take a screenshot before he sent his in and let me use it for this post:
[ID: A message to jitterbug-juno about to be sent by a sender whose name is censored with a black bar. His messages says:
“as someone who is a person of color i think the nature of the fic you are writing right now is extremely racist and attributing animal characteristics to lgbt people of color is not at all appropriate, especially when you are someone who is white. i have to ask you to not publish this fic and to reflect as to why you would want to write this in the first place, these tropes are extremely harmful and”
There are 33 characters left to write into the message. /end]
I can’t speak for whoever else sent asks about the fic she was writing. If anyone was actually not-so-gentle with her, well, minorities don’t really owe it to you to be gentle about what they can tell is bigotry-tinged behavior.
But, the message was clear: this is different from your garden variety, lily white straight male character m/m kink fantasy. This is an actual queer Asian character that a lot of queer Asian people feel attached do. Do not post the fic.
What happened next: the beginning of the end
The next morning, I woke up to most of my friends being frustrated by this post on Rab’s account:
[ID: Dated 5 June, a post by jitterbug-juno:
“Gonna leave the fandom for a while. Wishing you all well.”
The tags say the following: not sure if i’ll be back, thank you so much to everybody who’s read my fics, and who’s sent asks or engaged with my art or any of that, you’re amazing and I’m sending love /end]
That... was not what fans of color wanted, but it was definitely an action they took. Some celebrated, as they were very much wary of Rab for having caused much of the same category of drama in fandoms like Voltron: Legendary Defenders and Warrior Cats. This also meant that she was probably not going to post the fic either.
Some, myself included, were relatively pissed, as they’d wanted even just the measly bit of accountability. An apology or an acknowledgement of having been called out in private and that they’ll take time to consider why. But instead we got Rab leaving in the face of fans of color telling her not to post her Omegaverse fic.
Well. The next day...
[ID: Dated 6 June. A post by jitterbug-juno titled, “Well... that was short-lived”
“I gave the situation a lot of thought yesterday. The reaction to my omegaverse previews made me figure I should leave the fandom. It seemed like the safest option.
But you know what?
Hell.
I don’t want to leave. The fic discusses the tropes of omegaverse and I spoke to several POC on Twitter, and I’m going to post it with plenty of tags so people can avoid it if they wish. I’m not going to be chased out of this space.
Thank you to everyone who sent messages yesterday. I shouldn’t have made that post about leaving. It was really reactionary. I’m okay and I appreciate your support so much.
(bolded on the post) To those who are angry and uncomfortable with me: Please block me. If you’re going to talk about this fic on Tumblr and Twitter– and this may sound odd– PLEASE NAME ME as Jitterbug-juno or Pholo. Don’t vague me. That way people who don’t want to see this discourse can add my name to their block lists.“ /end]
That certainly was short-lived, she wasn’t kidding.
This got a lot of outrage. Again, the fic is up on Ao3 and she has not taken it down. A lot of POC were pissed and I didn’t see a single fan of color actively support what she was doing, at least, not in my friend group. Everyone started making those posts to block them if you liked the fic or Rab’s content in general, in accordance to what Rab wanted.
Perseus (@mraudiodrama) noticed/pointed out that Rab deleted the part where she said she spoke to several POC about releasing her fic, as well as the part where she said she refused to be chased out of the fandom. This was an incredibly pointed detail to edit out, according to some.
[ID: A screenshot of jitterbug-juno's last post taken 11:00PM. Much of it is the same except the following bolded words are removed: "The fic discusses the tropes of omegaverse and I spoke to several POC on Twitter, and I’m going to post it with plenty of tags so people can avoid it if they wish. I’m not going to be chased out of this space." /end]
That same day, Rab deleted her blog. I actually caught this one on tape, believe it or not.
[ID: A screen recording taken at 12:01 PM of someone scrolling down jitterbug-juno's account. The posts and asks about Omegaverse and her post about leaving and coming back are conspicuously absent. /end]
Initially, I thought she deleted all mentions of it. I wanted to see firsthand if the rumors about her deleting portions of it were true. If she added things where she was saying that she wanted to write it because she was autistic and wanted Nureyev to be autistic too, regardless of the numerous QPOC telling her not to do it.
Instead, it turned out, she deleted her blog.
And now, we're here. The fic is still up. Her blog is down. Rab's public Twitter account @nataclinn is quiet about this. Her @cushfuddled Twitter account is on private after her run-in with the Warrior Cats fandom, according to a friend. And her Tumblr @cushfuddled account has nothing but memes.
Again, I didn't make this post to stir up drama. I wasn't even obsessively making this post as a call-out because she isn't in the fandom anymore. I just want it out there that this isn't a purity culture thing that got out of hand in a fandom as niche as Penumbra. This was a case of someone being called out and failing to acknowledge it before running away. And I want all that out of the way before I say:
If you are on Rab's side of this debacle, I, a queer person of color, want nothing to do with you either.
#the penumbra fandom#jitterbug-juno#pholo#racism#white drama#im not tagging this as fandom drama or fandom wank because that erases the fact#that this was legitimate criticism of a white person#the penumbra podcast#junoverse#i put it in a readmore so its not gonna clog up much#but if anyone doesnt want me to tag this w the fandom tags i'll remove it#once again though this is the furthest thing from anti/proship discourse
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hi! i hope you’re having a lovely vacation 🤍 can you tell me, if it’s not too much to ask, about a Juno Libra in 5th house in a composite chart? thank you in advance, i hope this fits the rules 😖 <3
Hey! I did have a great vacation, thank you ^^ I’m sorry for getting back to you so late :( and it does fit the rules, thank you for checking, though, I appreciate it a lot! ^^ <3 let’s get into it :)
5H LIBRA JUNO IN THE COMPOSITE
Libra is a major asteroid that is related to long-term partnerships. In the composite chart, it can explain the nature of the relationship.
In this type of chart, the houses tend to be more relevant than the signs when it comes to interpreting a planet or point. Therefore, I believe that the 5H is a better representation of this relationship.
The 5H is the house of Leo. It rules self-expression, creativity, children, love and casual sex. About love, there are a few houses that we should take into consideration. The 5th is the lightest side of love, the playful, fun, casual side. It’s more related to flings and one-night stands. The 7th represents romantic love in itself, the feelings of romance. The 8th is about the emotional bond between two people.
Hence, having Juno in the 5th house may mean that the relationship is a very playful one. The two people enjoy having fun together and exploring their creativity: a light-hearted kind of love. Sex is also an important thing.
With Libra, however, this relationship acquires a touch of romance; it’s also a great indicator of marriage. The relationship is very harmonious and peaceful due to the Venusian influence. Of course, the aspects Juno makes are also quite important to assess the other strengths and weaknesses of this relationship. However, I think Libra Juno in the 5th house is a great placement to have, overall. It’s both romantic and playful, which are two excellent traits of a good relationship. ⬛
#astrology#astro notes#astrology notes#astro observations#astrology observations#juno#libra#5th house#composite chart#ask#my stuff
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AC Prompts
“Fear not the darkness but welcome its embrace” Ezio Auditore da Firenze
When you literally read most of the AC fanfics so now you have to write ur own Rip
I have never posted anything on any fanfiction site, nor anything worthwhile on Tumblr because procrastination and social anxiety is a bitch. For some reason though I have felt the powerful urge to jump right in and I have written various prompts that most likely will never actually get written because I doubt my motivation or memory will live long enough but here we go.
Spoilers for Valhalla and most of the other games but you should’ve played them by now
A Desmond Miles fic where he got he woke in the same simulation that Aletheia made for Kassandra (because in the DLC we saw other characters that have died so now i am using it as the AC universe’s afterlife) only he was too much of a loose cannon for Minerva who was salty that he let Juno out so she had him imprisoned. So after discovering that his entire life was planned out for him only to die, lied to about it for months, watched his ancestors suffer for this plan, and died painfully despite being told it would be instant only afterwards told he was now being punished for doing his job....Yeah no he decided to be a problem.
FemEivor/Basim where Loki didn’t have absolute control and so they were tag teaming in the same body. So Basim returns with Sigurd to Ravensthorpe and is reeling from Sigurd’s behaviour Teehee because Loki was almost positive that Sigurd was kind Tyr and Eivor was arrogent Havi, but this newly acquired attitude says otherwise. Possibly a trauma response or true colors coming to light so Basim keeps an eye out. Eyes wide enough that he also could see the new furry wolf member of the village, Mouse and his wolf mom and Basim do be like...O///O.
Valhalla AU where Eivor pulled a Rosta and ran towards her fallen parents before Sigurd could get a hold of her and so she was captured and going to be sold as a thrall in Ireland but there was a storm where they settled in England first, Wessex to be specific, to recuperate and restore their longship. Possibly escapes she does, run into Zealot she does, impressed by stamina and strength he is, trains small traumatized girl maybe, becomes well known to get an audience with a king who could use an assassin to wipe out order members?...who knows? I don’t.
Hearing about Harold’s growing forces, Halfdan is pushed by Faravid to seek an allience to possibly gain support in England with another army. To prove good tidings the siege on Kjotve’s land is earlier than expected as well as Harold’s plan to unite Norway with him as king. Eivor who was struggling to find a purpose after killing her enemy (I like making characters more realistic, there’s no way she was not depressed and with Sigurd gone and Styrbjorn’s displeasure with her, she had no support other than Randvi) requested to offer her axe to Halfdan’s army. (Maybe a few months before Sigurd’s return)
Something with Leofrith because that man was too pretty to not have a reappearance or longer than 5mins worth of screentime. The first time I saw him I made this chocking sound that greatly concerned my mother who was in another room. Gave off wonderful Jaime Lanister vibes without the incest which was poggers and there is literally only 2 pieces on AO3 with Leofrith/FemEivor.
Unity AU, I’m aware that the french templars didn’t know that Shay was there but i only recently read the book so for a few years now I headcannoned this idea and I have too much of a hatred for Elise (i’m trying to get over it but nothing is working) to let it go. Elise was in the know for years and technically her first “assignment” was to distract a little boy so that Shay could retrieve the Precursor box. So it was either grief or guilt that led to De la Serre taking him in. Not implying but heavily implying that Charles and Ballec were a thing but they totally were.
I feel like I got this idea from @esamastation a couple months ago where they made a list of maybe prompts and I thought to myself at the time ‘Oh i could never because then I’d feel guilty about not writing them’ so now i am here guilt tripping myself into getting these works done.
aNd WhY DO wE dO THiS because I attend college and everything else has priority when I have papers to write.
#Assassin's Creed#fanfiction ideas#eivor varinsdóttir#basim ibn ishaq#leofrith#probably more ships#maybe might also destroy some characters dynamics#we love angst#desmond miles#he is baby#soft boy#but not really#murder he commits#but thats okay#it happens#ac unity#arno dorian#ezio auditore
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