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Gonna request an Alpha!Natasha with pregnant!omega!reader ;) but the angsty part is that reader past relationship was with Wanda, but she cheated on her w vision they had a rough break up after 1 month of the break-up reader discovers that she's pregnant w Wanda's pup, she goes to Wanda to resolve the situation but wands doesn't assume the child saying it's not hers, afterwards reader goes full pissed off and crying to Nat bc she doesn't know what to do and Nat says that she's gonna help raise the kid Months go by, and they fall for each other, only to the both of them confess after the birth of the twin girls when the visits are allowed wanda comes in to see the twins and reader gets protective and starts growling at her while Nat is scenting marking both of the pup's and reader
Ending fluffy bc it's Christmas time
(The pup's name can be Slavic cultured)
My Omega
Pairings: Alpha!Natasha Romanoff x omega!reader, (past) Alpha!Wanda maximoff x reader
Word count: 2407
Warnings: ABO universe, pregnant reader, giving birth, cheating, angst, fluff, mentions of vomiting, think that’s all!
Summary: After you caught the love of your life, your alpha, cheating on you when you were pregnant, you left. Nat cared for you and took you in, caring for you the way Wanda never had. You couldn’t help but fall for her.
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Grabbing the test you walked back to you and Wanda’s shared room, your heart full of joy as your life would forever change. You opened the door without knocking, seeming as it was your room so you assumed there was no need to announce your entrance. The sight you walked in on made your heart full of joy turn to an aching pain. Betrayal. That’s what it was. You felt betrayed seeing Wanda on top of Vision, the two in bed making out. She gasped and got off of the man hearing you walk in.
“Y-Y/N..” Your head shook back and forth, trying to convince yourself this was some time of dream, a nightmare. Her hands rested on your arms, the stick dropping in the process. She looked down for a moment before registering what it was, leaning down to pick it up.
“Baby, what is this?” You walked backwards slowly, her trying to follow you.
“No! Don’t go near me, you cheating bastard!” She flinched lightly at your words but continued to look at you with pure shock.
“Is it mine? Are these pups mine?” She gripped your arm tightly before you could leave, making you whine out in pain. She removed herself from your body, looking down at the red mark in shame.
“Yes they’re yours! Unlike you, I don’t cheat.” You could see the anger in her expression start to boil, scoffing in your face.
“Oh really? Because you seem to be real close with Nat, wouldn’t be surprised if you two fucked. Hey, maybe even it’s hers!” You fake laughed and ripped the test out of her hands aggressively.
“You’re fucking insane Wanda! You cheat on me and now you’re trying to also put the blame on me? What did I ever do to you?” At this point, Vision had already left. He must’ve gone through the walls like a coward. Nat was currently walking through the halls, planning on going to her room until she heard yelling. She knew it wasn’t her business, but when hearing her name she had to intervene. She stood close to the door, hearing every word filled with emotion. She could hear the hurt in your voice, the pain. And she could hear the anger in Wanda’s, she had no right. Even if Nat barely knew what was going on, she could understand by the words you two were shouting at one another. Wanda had cheated, Nat wishes she could say she was surprised. All of her sneaking around, it was suspicious. When she warned you, you only denied it saying she could never hurt you. But here she was, doing that exact thing.
She saw you run out of the room and stop in front of her, looking into her eyes with sorrow before continuing your voyage to your room. Wanda rushed out and made eye contact with the woman as well, a scowl marking her face. Nat considered going to your room, would you yell at her? Would you accept her caring nature? She decided to go with her guts and followed you, softly knocking on the door only for you to dismiss her. She didn’t give up though, she stayed there until you opened the wooden entrance and let her in.
“What do you need?”
“I don’t think it’s about what I need, what do you need?” You sighed and sat down on your bed, sitting criss crossed and codling your knees as support. She sat beside you and rested her hand upon your thigh, trying her best to soothe or comfort you. You grabbed the small tests and handed them to her, not being able to look at her shocked face.
“Oh. Oh, this- this is great! You’re going to have pups!” She said excitedly, only to remember why you were so down.
“But, not with Wanda?” You shook your head and tried your best not to let the tears flow once again, but when she cuddled you into her arms, you couldn’t stop it. You cried like a child into her shoulder while she whispered sweet nothings into your ear.
“It’s going to be alright.”
“How do you know that? I just caught my partner cheating on me when I was going to tell her that I’m pregnant, with her fucking pups!” You exclaimed loudly, the fear and hurt in your voice evident.
“I know it’s going to be alright because I'm going to be with you the whole time. I’ll take care of all of your needs, it’s what you deserve, what you need at this moment.” You felt bad. This wasn’t her job yet she was stepping up and doing what Wanda could never.
“Nat, I can’t ask you to do that.”
“You’re not asking, I’m telling you that’s what I’m going to do. I don’t care if they’re not mine, I will treat them as though I’m their mother. I will show you and these little pups so much love, you’ll even reconsider ever having Wanda by your side.” She muttered the last few words jokingly, getting the first laughs out of you in the night.
“See! I’m already doing amazing, aren’t I?” You nodded and she chuckled lightly before helping you get into bed, the crying and screaming making you tired. She got a bottle of water and rested it on the nightstand for when you awoke, along with an Advil pill as she knew you’d have a headache soon enough. You fell asleep quickly and she admired your peaceful state, one that she hasn’t had the privilege of seeing for awhile. Nat made her way down to Fury’s office and explained your situation, requesting that you and her would not have to go on mission until a few months after the baby is born and you’re all recovered. He agreed, already planning for this day with each omega in the building.
The months went by quickly, Nat keeping her promise and making sure you were healthy and happy. Every craving you had, she got, even in the dead of the night. Whenever you were bent over the toilet puking, she’d hold your hair back and cradle you afterwards. She’d figure out anything that made you nauseous and threw it all away, banning the team from having it in the compound until after you’ve given birth. When the pups kicked for the first time, she was there crying gently and talking to them as if they could hear her, she liked to believe that they could. Every doctor's appointment, she was there holding you. During the gender reveal, she cried when finding out she’d have two little girls. She��d pretend that they were hers sometimes, it made her smile. Touching your stomach alone made all her worries disappear, knowing that they’d be here soon enough. She’d sing them lullabies, ones that her mother sang to her and Yelena when she was little. Whenever you two slept in the same nest, her arm would protectively wrap around your stomach. And when she slept alone, she’d toss and turn relentlessly. She knew she was falling for you, if anything, she has loved you since you were with Wanda. For the longest time, she tried to deny it, deny her feelings for you. She tried so hard, even going so far as to try and ignore you for weeks to months. But it was too hard, she couldn’t go a day without seeing your beautiful face. And when she heard about Wanda cheating, she knew that was her time to step in and be what she could never. She gave you time, let you adjust to the new heart break that Wanda left behind. But she wanted you to be hers once and for all, she wanted you as her omega, not anyone else. She wanted to mark you as her own, no, she needed to.
The moment your water broke, she went into action. It was terrifying, all the practice and training went to waste as she panicked. But she kept it under control, monitoring your contractions and getting you to the med bay as fast as possible. She didn’t trust hospitals, she wanted someone she knew to deliver your baby. You both agreed to give birth in the compound’s medical wing, it was faster and more efficient anyways.
You pushed and pushed, yelling at the doctors and even at Nat who was supporting your back and holding your hand. When the first baby started crowning, she moved to watch as tears escaped her, her pups were finally here. They were hers, she may not be related to them biologically, but they were still hers. The first was born, Alla. You both took months to decide good names but eventually figured the perfect ones out, Alla and Ania. They were Slavic cultured, Alla being a mix between Russian and Ukrainian meaning up while Ania meant grace. She held her baby like it was the last time, cradling her small face with her finger. The nurse took her and Nat prepared to help you push out the second, well, give you emotional support.
Not long after you got to hold your little girls, Alla in your left arm and Ania in your right. Nat leaned over your body and stared at the two with love in her eyes, she couldn’t believe it, her pups were finally here. Her little own family was together. The nurse soon took your bundle of joys into the other room while you were left there with Nat.
“Oh Y/N, you did amazing today, I’m so proud of you. You pushed out two little angels all by yourself, you did such a great job, baby.” You leaned into her touch, staring at her lips as she did the same.
“Y/N…”
“Please, I need this. I want you to kiss me, make me yours.” She complied and connected her lips with yours, it felt like heaven. The moment you both have been dreaming for finally happened, you were connected.
“C-can I mark you?” She asked in a low whisper, seemingly nervous for your response. You only nodded and she smiled before moving down to the junction between your neck and shoulder, biting and sucking the skin lightly. You moaned lightly as her saliva hit your scent gland, completely marking you as her own. She looked you in the eyes and gave you a teeth showing grin before resting her forehead against your own.
“You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that.” You silently agreed with her before yawning, being quite exhausted after giving birth.
“Rest, my love. I’ll be right here when you wake up.” You let your eyes shut as sleep took over you. Nat moved a strand of hair away from your face before kissing your cheek softly.
After two days, you were finally able to take the pups. You both held them carefully and walked over to the team as they all excitedly held and cradled the baby as you two did not long ago. They all congratulated you before catching their eye on your neck, you put your hair in front of it nervously as a way to cover it up. You could see Wanda out of the corner of your eye glaring at you and Nat. As much as she wanted to hold the baby, you didn’t let her just yet. She ran upstairs, causing you to glance at her before Nat turned your attention back to your friends and now, family.
Later that night, you and Nat placed the pups in their cots and got ready for bed happily. Nat went to go grab a glass of water and a book she left downstairs when you heard a knock on the door. Opening it you were greeted by the sight of a teary-eyed Wanda.
“W-Wanda, what are you doing here?” She sighed and looked down but shot her head back up when hearing a soft giggle from Alla.
“I came here to see my pups, they’re not just yours and they sure as hell aren’t Nat’s.”
“Oh really? Weren’t you the one insisting that they were Nat’s when you cheated on me?” She tried getting through the door but you stopped her short, blocking her from seeing the two. She was about to forcefully move you until a loud growl-like sound came from behind her. Wanda turned to see who it was but was met by Nat’s angry glare.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” She asked, her arms crossing against her chest. Wanda didn’t back down, she stood proudly and returned the look.
“I’m going to see my pups, that’s what I’m doing.” You speed walked towards the two and protected them from the women fighting at the doorway. They wailed heavily, making Nat look over at them in fear and protection. She pushed Wanda aside and carefully took Ania and Alla in her arms, kissing each of their precious little faces while rocking them back and forth. She whispered sweet words to the two as Wanda scurried off, muttering a small ‘fucking bitch’ under her breath. When the crying came to a stop, Nat settled them back down and let you lay down in the nest.
“Thank you Natty.” She smiled and laid beside you, peppering little pecks on your lips. Her arms wrapped around you protectively, the same way she’d do when you were pregnant.
“There’s no need to thank me, you know I’d do anything to protect our family.” You were so grateful for her, she never even got mad at you. She went from yelling at Wanda to holding you tightly, you were the only exception.
“Ijust want you to know how much I love and appreciate you, the little ones too. They’re going to grow up loving their momma and mommy, I bet they’ll like you more, you’ll spoil them rotten I know it.” Hearing you call her the pups momma made water leak from her green eyes. She couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped her from your last words, you were right. She would give those little angels anything they ever wanted and more.
“Oh baby, I’m going to love and cherish you forever, I love you so much.” She placed kisses all over your sweet face before speaking once more.
“Rest now, my little omega. I’ll be right here when you wake up, I promise.”
#natasha x reader#natasha x fem!reader#anon ask#natasha romanoff smut#natasha romanoff#natasha smut#natasha romanoff fluff#natasha fluff#abo universe#alpha!natasha romanoff#alpha!wanda#omega!reader#omegaverse#natasha romanoff angst#natasha angst#wanda maximoff angst#wanda x reader#wanda x fem!reader#wanda angst#wanda maximoff#wanda maximoff x reader#angst with a happy ending
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I HAVE NO IDEA WHY
but every time I read a Lucemond fic and there is a mention of Jacegon just being happy and having children I think of that meme
It’s like:
Somebody who has decided to wed omega Aegon to alpha Jace: You are no longer heir, you will be a consort at best, now suffer
Aegon: *chilling with his cool husband*
That somebody: wait
Aegon: *no longer has anxiety*
That somebody: WAIT
Aegon: *is loved and has a bunch of babies*
That somebody: WAIT NO
#hotd#Lucemond#jacegon#aegon targaryen#hotd jacaerys#jacaerys targaryen#Aegon hotd#house of the dragon hbo#house of the dragon#omegaverse#abo universe#keeping up with the targaryens
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🤍-ongoing 💔angst 🔞-smut 💛-fluff🖤-dark
Ao3 request guidelines
Ma Neteyam 🔞💛🤍
Neteyam (20 yrs old) is kidnapped by the Olo’eyktan alpha from a nearby clan who claims that Eywa has destined them to be soulmates. Only weeks away from fully presenting as omega, Neteyam is caught between trying to find his way home and giving in to his primal desires.
Unmovable 🔞
Lo'ak may have been born an omega but that doesn't mean he wants to act like one.
Forever My Babygirl 💛🤍
Tuktirey is now 16 years old and receving attention from young male suitors looking to court the beautiful ray of sunshine. However, this becomes nearly impossible as her older brothers and father are there to scare off any advances. In Jake's eyes, Tuk will always be his babygirl.
Parts (1, 2, 3, 4)
Withered 💛🔞💔
You and Neteyam have opposite lives. He thrives in the daylight of possibilities while you are forced to the shadows. You are sure that the right course of action would be letting the future Olo'eyktan go. Neteyam is less convinced. Neteyam's rut sneak peek
Midnight Desires 💛🔞
Neteyam asks for a helping hand in the middle of the night. Ao'nung, however, does not appreciate being left out.
Little Gift 🔞🤍💔🖤
The RDA are forced to negotiate with a certain Olo'eyktan. Luckily, there is only one thing he wants. Dark Neteyam x Human Reader
Courting Spider 🔞💛💔
It’s time that someone takes care of Spider for once. Zhali is up for the task.
Curious Eyes 🔞🤍🖤💔
When intruders come onto Omatikaya soil Neteyam gets more than he bargained for.
Grovel 🤍💔🔞
Lo'ak broke your heart all those years ago. If he plans to woo you once more it is going to take a lot more than a debonair grin.
Neteyam x reader x Lo’ak Series
Lesson Learned 🔞
You break one of the strict rules that Neteyam and Lo'ak have set for you. Now you must suffer the consequences.
Marked 🔞
Neteyam and Lo’ak have many different ways of staking their claim on you.
Consequences 🔞
Hanging out with your favorite male friend after a heated argument with Neteyam isn’t the smartest course of action.
Welcome Home🔞💛
It seems ridiculous to care, but Lo'ak isn't the most estatic to see how you and Neteyam have spent your time while he's been away. You're more than willing to give him his own little one on one time.
More works coming soon
#avatar way of water#avatar fanfiction#avatar wow#neteyam fanfiction#tuktirey#kiri sully#neytiri#loak sully#protective jake sully#protective loak#avatar smut#neteyam smut#tonowari#abo universe#dom loak#sub neteyam#fluff#first love#omega neteyam#male x male#male x female#kidnapping#stockholm syndrome#aged up characters#aonung#tsireya#aonung x you#neteyam sully#neteyam x reader#atwow neteyam
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WIP Snippet ✨
This is a little extract from the non really traditional ABO fic I’m currently writing for the @omegaharryfest <3 (hopefully eheh)
He bursts out of the door, seeking some fresh air. He still feels his limbs burning. The hallway stretches before him, untouched by whatever happens to Louis inside his room. Sweat drips down his spine, itching with new uncontrollable chills.
At that very moment, Harry emerges from his own room, and he looks like a mess. With his disheveled hair and wrinkled clothes, Harry appears as if he had just weathered a storm. Dark circles under his bloodshot eyes hint at sleepless nights. His shoulders slump, as he shuffled through the corridor with a weary gait. The creases on his forehead seem etched in worry, betraying the deep lines of stress that mark his face.
Louis holds his breath. He really can’t smell Harry’s scent right now, or he might moan.
It’s so intense, it drives Louis insane. Panting, Louis keeps scratching subconsciously at his mark. Omega Princes claim their mates as their own with a mark. It is their ritual woven into the tapestry of their royal bloodline, heralding the beginning of a lifelong union. It is more of an initiation into the Royalty. With the mark from an omega prince, they are officially Royals too. No matter what Louis says though, with the mark still on his neck, he is still very much a Prince. Usually Omega Princes don’t get the bite, but Harry did ask for one.
As the scratching continues, Louis hopes to peel the mark away. It burns and itches and it pains how much it is making his alpha unsettled. The fucker is clawing at his chest like it wants to jump outside. Louis is losing it for real.
Harry and Louis share a knowing glance without uttering a single word. Louis breaks the silence first.
“You needed me.”
“What do you mean?” Harry asks in a hurry. Every inch of him tingles with nervous energy, from the top of his head to the tips of his toes. He quickens his pace, as if he needs to escape the brewing storm of confrontation. His footsteps echo on the pavement, matching the rapid beat of Louis’ racing thoughts. “No, I didn’t.”
“Where have you been?”
Harry has never walked faster. He barely glances at Louis when he walks by.
“Been busy.” Louis must feel very confused even to Harry’s senses, because he rushes to complete. “Been busy. Away. For—for important duty stuff. Somewhere where you definitely weren’t needed.”
#wip snippet#abo universe#abo dynamics#my wip#my moodboards#like cherry blossoms#this is my first ABO and I won’t lie i am struggling#thank you to my beta for this one YOU ARE AMAZING#my fic tag#my fic updates#hl fanfiction#hlficlibrary#allwaswell16
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Apparently by Chance, at Precisely the Right Moment (19k)
written for the @bottomlouisficfest | Prompt 305
Alpha Harry doesn’t believe in soulmates. Omega Louis has been looking for his soulmate all his life.
#trackinghome#hlcreators#trackinghappily#tracksintheam#yourlarrysource#my fics#larry fic#ao3#omegaverse#abo universe#abo dynamics#omega louis#alpha harry#bottom louis#blff#bottom louis fic fest
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Valentine’s Surprise
➻ Pairings: Minho x Chan
➻ Genre: slice of life, romance, college au, wolf au
➻ Additional: humor, angst, misunderstandings, soulmates au
➻ Word Count: 3.5K
➻ Warnings:
➻ Author’s notes: This story is cross posted on multiple sites under the same username!
“And then Mr. Kim mansplained why doing the project earlier was more beneficial.” Minho sighed, closing his eyes at the memory, though mostly to help ease the tension in his eyes from staring at the glowing screen in front of him. Though he didn’t keep them closed for long, not wanting to miss a moment of seeing Chan’s beautiful face. It was hard for them to get time to talk like this. Even if Chan was only a few more hours ahead of him in time zones, they both lead pretty busy lives. So Minho was greedy when it came to his time with his boyfriend.
“And what could he have possibly explained -”
“Mansplained.” Minho corrected and Chan rolled his eyes lovingly at the other.
“You’re a man too, babe.”
Snorting, Minho crossed his arms, glaring at Chan as hard as he could, though judging by the laughter, he probably came off more of like a cute kitten as Chan has often told him. “It’s the principal of it, Channie. He was talking down to me like I was some helpless omega.” he scoffed. “I wouldn’t put it past him to be the type of person that still believes an omega’s place is in the home, caring for twenty litters of pups.”
“Twenty - oh my god.” Chan choked. “That’s an excessive amount of pups, don’t you think?” he asked, eyeing the screen warily.
“Of course not!” Minho grinned as he leaned in closer, eyes locking on the camera lens. “Don’t you want to have a big family with me, Channie?” This time he was pouting and perhaps laying it on a little thick. Though it was worth it as he watched Chan’s cheeks heat up, despite the graininess of the video call. Even Chan’s HD camera was no match for Skype’s shit quality. “Hmm?”
“Of course I do, Minho.” Chan cleared his throat. “But twenty is definitely too many pups to have. We’d be eaten out of house and home.” Well, Chan did have a point about that. Okay, maybe they wouldn’t have that many pups, but they would at least have one and that thought alone pleased his wolf in ways that Minho really didn’t want to acknowledge. He wasn’t the type that liked to rely on his instincts and be the “typical” omega type. But there was something about Chan that had him wanting to do all the homely things that many associated with his second gender. He wanted to provide a wonderful home and family for his alpha.
“You win this round, Mr. Bang.” he teased as he sat back in his chair. “But just so you know, this war isn’t over.” He giggled, beaming when Chan laughed as well. He loved the way Chan laughed - how his shoulders shook and eyes turned into crescents. And his dimples were always on display when he laughed. They were possibly Minho’s favorite part of Chan’s body. Their happy little bubble burst when Chan’s alarm went off, startling them both. Minho watched with sad eyes as he picked it up and turned off the annoying sound before looking back at him.
“I have to go.” He whispered.
“I know.” Minho could feel the sadness radiating off of Chan through the computer and he was sure it was the same for the other. Ending their calls was always the worst, but they couldn’t stay on video all the time, as much as Minho liked to argue. Even with all his cunning ideas, it still wouldn’t work out, but he gave it a valiant effort every time. “I miss you.” He could feel the heat dusting his cheeks, but decided to ignore it. He hadn’t meant to say that out loud, but it was too late to take back the words. Not that he was lying or anything. He really did miss Chan, even with him right in front of him like this.
“I miss you too, Minnie.” Minho’s heart fluttered, chest swelling with an emotion he had felt so many times that it could only be love. That or it was heartburn and he still hadn’t deciphered which it was yet. “I love you.”
Minho scrunched up his face, looking away to avoid making a fool of himself. He wanted to giggle, or coo or flail about. Every time Chan said those words, he had such a visceral reaction that he just couldn’t handle himself. “I love you too…I guess.” he shrugged, hoping his voice sounded as indifferent as he wanted it to be.
“I would hope, you’re kinda stuck with me for life.” Chan lifted his right wrist, his fingers grazing over the mark and watching it glow a beautiful golden yellow. Looking down his left wrist, Minho watched as his own mark glowed, reacting to his soulmate, even though they were miles apart.
“Wouldn’t have it any other way.” He whispered, lifting his eyes back to the screen. “You should go. Text me when you get home.”
“Always.” Chan grinned. “Remember to eat today.” Chan’s set him with a stern gaze.
“I will.” He probably wouldn’t, especially if he got wrapped up in the choreography for his upcoming dance evaluation. But Chan didn’t need to know that, right now at least.
“Good. Talk to you later, baby.”
“Bye.” Minho always refused to be the one to end the call, and he silently hoped each and every time that Chan wouldn’t end the call either. But just like all the previous times, the call ended and Minho was left in nothing but the static silence of his bedroom - feeling alone. His wolf howled in agony, the dramatic little thing because he knew it wasn’t the end of their relationship. Chan would text like always, Minho was sure of that, but trying to convince his wolf of that was like talking to a brick wall.
So Minho resigned himself to his daily cycle of sadness and forced himself out of his chair to go and get ready for dance practice. At least if he was doing something, he wouldn’t notice the sadness as much.
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Felix stared worriedly as Minho paced the floor of their practice room. He looked flushed and agitated and if it wasn’t for the thick Eucalyptus scent wafting from the other, Felix would have been inclined to believe that Minho was sick.
He felt that way. Minho felt absolutely nauseated- wrought with worry because Chan had stopped answering his calls and texts. Minho would be understanding if it had been a one time occurance, or if Chan called him back, but he didn’t. For the past couple of days, no matter what Minho did, Chan never answered. His read receipts were suddenly turned off as well as his location services. Every phone call would ring twice before going straight to voicemail and Chan’s status on Skype was always offline.
It’s like the man just disappeared off the face of the Earth! How was that even possible? For a popular and good looking alpha like chan to just go missing?
Minho froze in his tracks as a horrendous thought crossed his mind. What if Chan was cheating on him?
He snorted to himself. No, not Chan. He was as loyal as one person could possibly be and not a mean bone in his body. He wouldn’t cheat.
But…
It was the only explanation for the sudden behavior change. It all made sense if he thought about it. And it’s not like he could blame Chan. They were separated by miles of land and ocean, and at least two if not three time zones. They’ve only ever seen each other through video calls. Their relationship was the epitome of long-distance.
“Hyung.”
What if Chan had met someone else? Someone prettier and better? More willing to bend to the stereotypical behavior of an omega? Someone who didn’t sass back as much as Minho did. Who expressed themselves better than Minho ever could? Someone who was within arms reach that Chan could touch and hold and kiss and…mate with.
“Hyung?”
What if Chan had met a better mate and was getting ready to break their soulmate bond?
“Minho hyung!”
Jerking back at the touch to his cheek, Minho blinked rapidly, clearing the tears blurring his vision. Since when had he started crying? Frowning, he reached out and wiped the tears aways with a little more aggression than necessary. Stupid tears. Stupid emotions. Stupid Chan!
“Minho hyung, what’s wrong?” Minho knew Felix had been standing there, but it wasn’t until that moment that he actually registered his presence fully. The younger beta was staring at him with such worried eyes that Minho wanted to cower from the gaze. He didn’t want to feel like a burden.
“Nothing.” He spat and immediately regretted his words at the forlorn expression tossed his way and was quick to apologize. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay hyung.” Felix whispered, eyes shaking with emotion. “But something is wrong.” He stated firmly. “You can tell me, I want to try and help.”
Minho took a few shuddering breaths, trying to calm himself down because he certainly didn’t want to snap at Felix again. He really was only trying to help. And it’s not like he put these horrible thoughts in Minho’s brain. No, Minho only had himself to blame (and Chan). “It’s really nothing.” He tried to assure, but faltered. “Actually…Chan stopped texting me and answering my calls.” He said slowly. “Did he mention anything to you about…anything really?”
There was a look of realization that crossed Felix’s features only to be quickly replaced by a look of deliberation. Minho squinted at him, poking his side a few times.
“Felix…what do you know?”
“Huh? Um, well…” the way Felix trailed off was a bit suspicious, like he was trying to think up an excuse. “I remember him saying something about a deadline and you know Channie hyung gets when he’s composing.”
Oh yes, Minho knew first hand how wrapped up in his work Chan could get. But even when focused on his work, Chan would always call him back when he was done. This wasn’t normal working Chan behavior. But the fact that Felix didn’t seem worried did help to put the Omega’s worries at ease. If only slightly.
“I guess.” He muttered, heaving another sigh. Reaching up, he rubbed his cheeks, taking note of how hot they were, but that was to be expected. He was still pretty worked up. “Whatever. Let’s just start practice.”
“You sure hyung?”
“Yeah.” Turning, Minho headed over to the counter and started the music, effectively ending all conversations.
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Minho really should have listened to his body more. Despite the fact that he had been hot during practice, he had told himself at the time that it was just because he was upset. And that wasn’t a lie. He had been upset and was still upset, even days later. It was going on a week and half since he last heard from Chan and no matter how hard he pressed Felix, the younger Australian had no information about his older cousin. And that only added to the stress and worry and negative thoughts. But even all that couldn’t explain how hot he was becoming. He should have realized days ago that this was a sign his heat was coming, but Minho was so wrapped up in the “cheating” scandal he had fabricated in his mind that he lapsed in caring for himself.
Now he lay prone on his bed - a naked, panting mess that absolutely refused to do anything to help ease the pain. And why would he when the one thing - one person that helped him through his heats was missing in action. Over the three years that Minho knew Chan, the other had always been there for him, talking him through each orgasm until they were both a trembling, sticky mess on a video screen. Not the ideal way Minho wanted to be with Chan, but he would take anything and everything he could get.
But his alpha was gone and he was in pain. It was like his body knew Chan wasn’t there and was rebelling against him like it was Minho’s fault. His wolf was antsy, howling and searching for that connection, but in his heat induced delirium, he couldn’t find it. Had Minho had a better grip on his thoughts, he would have known their bond wasn’t broken if he only touched his mark. But as it was, he could barely remember his own name as he writhed and curled up into a ball as another cramp claimed him. A harsh sob wretched itself from his throat and all he could think about was just wishing for the heat to end.
A sudden knock to his door pulled Minho out of his spiraling thoughts, the fog momentarily lifting as he tried his hardest to process what had just happened. Another knock sounded shortly after, leaving Minho confused. Who would be at his apartment now of all times? He had already called off work, put in his absences with his professors and told his friends he would be out of commission for the next week. Everyone who needed to know he was going through his heat, knew, so they wouldn’t be coming to his apartment. At least he hoped not. It would be highly unprofessional if his boss or professors decided to pay him a visit. And while the thought of a teacher-student or boss-employee relationship was appealing, the only person he wanted in that authoritative role was Chan.
But Chan wasn’t there. He was probably off screwing some omega and starting his happy life while Minho laid there suffering. Begging and pleading for a higher power to bring Chan back to him. He absolutely hated this.
Another knock and Minho snapped. He pushed through the pain of the cramps, forcing himself up and out of his bed. The thought of putting on clothes sickened him, body too overheated to be confined, but he knew he couldn’t answer the door naked. Well he could, but the resulting consequence that may happen far outweighed and won over the need to be comfortable. So Minho pulled on his pajama pants and left the safety of his bedroom. The once stale air of the house came alive with a mixture of mint and eucalyptus as Minho made his way to the front door. As he reached it, another knock sounded and without so much as a care of who could be on the other side, Minho yanked the door open harshly.
“What the fuck-” he stopped mid sentence, eyes widening as he took in the body before him. “C-Chan?” There stood a very sheepishly looking alpha. His normally styled hair, now just a heap of messy black curls. There was not a lick of makeup on his face and if Minho squinted hard enough, he could make out the very light dusting of freckles along his cheeks, just like Chan had always said he had. It was a family thing, though Felix had been more blessed in that area with a whole galaxy of freckles covering his face. He was adorned in all black, but that wasn’t something unusual as it seemed to be Chan’s favorite color.
“Hey, Minho.” He said, voice barely a whisper as he looked Minho over slowly. Minho watched the way his pupils seemed to dilate, steadily growing blacker the longer he looked at him. He felt so vulnerable under the gaze, yet desired, especially as Chan’s tongue swiped across his lips. As Chan dragged his eyes back up, he seemed to come back to himself, the tips of his ears turning a beautiful shade of red as he held out his hand, thrusting a bouquet of red and purple Baby’s Breath towards him.
Minho was stunned, blinking rapidly as he tried to formulate some sort of coherent sentence that wouldn’t sound dumb, but everything he came up with always fell flat. He wanted to interrogate Chan on where he had been and why he hadn’t been answering his calls and texts. Another part of him wanted to ask why he was even there. In the end, he settled on probably the safest topic as he took the offered bouquet. “You remembered.”
“Of course I did. I remember everything you tell me.” Chan chuckled softly before clearing his throat. “Except for when your heat is supposed to hit.” Minho tore his eyes away from the flowers to glare at Chan, the alpha gulping in response.
“You would have known if you had answered my calls!” he snapped. “Where the hell have you been?! Do you know how worried I was? What’s her name?”
“Huh? What?” Chan was taken aback by the angry outburst.
“What’s her name?”
“Who?”
“Don’t play dumb with me, Bang Chan. You went off the grid for over a week and you don’t think I wouldn’t know that you’re cheating on me?” he growled. “I never would have thought you would be such a no good, low down alpha to-to do this!” Minho was angry, his scent spiking exponentially. Unfortunately it wasn’t its usual sour scent. Nothing could mask the smell of his heat and the more worked up Minho became, the more potent and thick the scent filled the air.
“Baby, I don’t think this is the best place for this. Your heat.”
“This is the best place for this!” Minho snapped at him. “You have some fucking audacity to show up at my door step -” Minho paused, brows knitting together as he stared at Chan before looking around the empty apartment hallway behind him. “How did you know where I live?”
“Felix.”
“Felix?” Minho huffed and crossed his arms over his bare chest. “I knew he knew something.”
Chan laughed, though Minho was not amused. “Yeah, he knew. I had been planning this for months.”
“You had been planning to cheat on me for months?”
“What? No!” Chan groaned and rubbed the back of his neck in frustration. “Baby I’m not cheating on you. I was planning to surprise you by visiting.”
“Surprise me? By visiting?” he parroted as if repeating the words would help him understand better. “So you turned off read receipts, turned off your location services and stopped answering my calls and texts because you were coming to visit me?”
“Yes.” Chan nodded quickly. “Surprise! Happy Valentine’s day.”
“Valentine’s…” Minho trailed off, thoughts racing a mile a minute - each train of thought getting lost in the fog of his heat as the inferno grew stronger. This was crazy, ludicrous even but made more sense than Chan cheating on him. “Oh my god.” he whispered.
“Yeah, so then. Can I come in?”
Minho stared blankly at him before stepping back quickly. “Yes, come in, come in.” he ushered the other in. “Don’t mind the mess, I didn’t have time to clean. Been lost in my-”
“Heat. Yeah, I know.” Chan chuckled. “The whole building probably knows now.” Minho flushed as he closed the door quickly and locked it, sliding the chain for extra protection because Chan was indeed right. The whole building probably could smell him now and he didn’t need an unwanted alpha or beta to try and force their way into his home just because he smelled so alluring.
“Probably.” he muttered as he leaned back against the door, staring at Chan. “ I still can’t believe you’re here. I thought…I was so stupid.” Shaking his head, he gave a small laugh. “You were just coming to visit me. I swear to god Channie.” Chan chuckled as he stepped closer to him and gently pulled Minho into his arms - cradling him so carefully it was like he was made out of glass. And maybe he was. Minho certainly felt delicate enough at the moment. His body was in turmoil; hormones raging as he felt like he was burning alive while simultaneously being stabbed to death. The cramps were no joke.
But for a moment, Minho’s mind was cleared of all thoughts of his heat. This was the first time Chan was holding him, touching him. Minho had waited for this moment for too long. Had dreamt of this very moment more times than he could count and yet he never thought it would happen so soon - so unexpectedly. His heart skipped a beat, racing in his chest as he snuggled into Chan’s embrace, resting his head on the other’s shoulder. “Channie,” he whispered.
“Yes, love?” Minho’s fingers curled in Chan’s shirt, clutching the fabric tightly as he nuzzled into his neck.
“I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay. I probably would have thought the same thing, honestly.” Chan placed a gentle kiss on the top of Minho’s head. “I love you Minho.”
“Love you more.”
Chan hummed softly, running his fingers through Minho’s hair. It felt so nice and soothing. And for the first time in a while, Minho felt complete. “How about we go and take care of your heat, hmm?” Minho could only nod eagerly, letting himself be dragged off to his bedroom.
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I just read bride by Ali hazelwood and how did we go from feminist stem novels TO KNOTTING 😭😭😭
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ABO AleRudy – It's Always Been You
Note: The request that got the most votes on my latest poll, hope you enjoy!
An omega in the military was rare in many countries, and forbidden in the rest, as they were seen as inferior and weak. Rodolfo Parra didn't let his secondary gender ruin his dream of serving, of getting revenge on those who killed his mother, and perhaps it was revenge on his abusive father and maybe some guilty revenge on his older brothers who left him to fend for himself.
The Mexican Government forbade omegas from joining the military, being part of the government, and even omegas had limited job opportunities. They were seen as housewives, they were to bear children and take care of the home. Rodolfo spent enough of his life doing that, and his best friend Alejandro Vargas, an alpha, has sparked a rebellious stage in him. They had a friend in high school, Valeria Garza, also an alpha, who always managed to get her hands on illegal things, much to the pair's dismay. She was a bully, big and mean but a real sweetheart to Rudy and her family, who she was the last standing alpha of. She managed to get her hands on scent blockers from the US that were illegal in Mexico due to them completely hiding a scent of a secondary gender and even being able to alter it so it conceals the scent and can make someone believe a person is another secondary. Valeria gave them to him for when he's enlisting in the military, and kept supplying him with the scent blockers even after she betrayed him and Alejandro for the cartel.
Rodolfo stayed undercover as a beta until he and Alejandro became Special Forces and they were assigned their own unit– Los Vaqueros. After months of getting to know one another and being stuck in Las Almas, fighting against a common enemy, Rudy trusted them enough to reveal he's an omega. Alejandro always knew and has always supported him, and everything seemed content. Until news came in that the cartel, El Sin Nombre, was hiding an international terrorist in Mexico, planning to smuggle him across the border. Los Vaqueros were given reinforcements by two members of an elite English task force, and the help of an private American military company. They needed all the help they could get with Alejandro and Rudy jumping the border, traveling internationally, finding this son of a bitch and putting an end to a potential third world war.
One small briefing sent trouble to Rudy. They have just let in the Americans, Shadow Company, into their home, their beloved and sacred base, and Rudy felt unnerved with the amount of alphas in the company. Omegas were starting to get bigger careers in the US Armed Forces, but Private Military Companies, Special Forces, and even the Marines still refused to let in omegas. The meeting was simple, just discussing battle plans and back up plans for anything they set into motion, and while Rudy was typing away whatever they wanted him to take note off, a new scent filled the air. Sweet, hints of flowers and cinnamon, fruity overall but there were hints of distress, making the fruity smell sour and bitter. Rudy and Alejandro recognized it, for fuck sakes it was Rudy's scent! He put a hand up to his lower neck, where the scent blocker patch hid under his hoodie, and he noticed that everyone's noses were perked and eyes were slowly, one pair at a time, landing on him.
"Go," Alejandro whispers, eyes wide but his teeth were bared and sharp, ready to protect him at all costs if any men stepped out of line. The rest of their Vaqueros also stood, hands going to their holsters, prepared to kill their guests if they threatened their beloved sergeant major. Rudy left, a fast, ranger walking at first before it turned into a quick jog, then he was full on sprinting to his quarters, breathing heavily and his scent wafted around, hoping to attract an alpha to calm him down. Shame and self consciousness warmed his body and pressure began to build up against his eyelids, and he only broke down when he was in his quarters, door locked and he threw himself into his closet, curling up in a small ball and sobbing quietly. The base had no trace of omega besides him, and with guests he still didn't trust (besides Soap and Ghost, the British Special Forces agents sent to help them.)
Rudy stayed there, his sobs having quieted down to small whimpers and he had no more tears to shed, for now at least. There was a knock on his door, and Rudy figured it was Alejandro checking up on him, so he crawled out of the safety of his closet and went over to unlock the door and open it. The person on the other side wasn't Alejandro, but the commander of Shadow Company, Phillip Graves. Alpha.
"Hey, Sergeant Major, just wanted to check on you. I hope my men and I didn't make you uncomfortable, and we certainly don't give, excuse my language, two fucks if you're omega, alpha, or beta. We're a team, we stick together." Phillip says softly, his bright blue eyes sincere and Rudy can feel his heart beat fast at the small smile tracing the other man's lips.
"Um, yeah, yes, I'm fine. Just...I worked hard for this job, and no one besides my men know about me being an omega." Rudy says, looking ashamed and Phillip bristles at that, hesitantly placing a hand on Rudy's shoulder.
"Hey, don't be ashamed or anything. I've seen you fight, you're a fucking badass. Screw secondary genders, they don't define us." And those words drew Rudy in, he felt that rebellious spark ignite once again and he nodded at Phillip, smiling softly. Before he can say or do anything, Alejandro appears and gives Phillip a glare, stepping closer to Rudy to shield him away from the American.
"Is everything okay?" He asks Rudy, his eyes piercing through his soul, trying to read him, and Rudy rolls his eyes. He doesn't notice how Phillip shifts at that, his blue eyes trailing down his face and down his body, stopping at where his hips are and wanting to reach out and touch. But Alejandro would cut him up, would kill him, if he touched the sergeant major.
"Sí, Ale. Lo siento" Rudy keeps his words short, not wanting to explain any further and Alejandro shakes his head, grabbing his hand and caressing his palm.
"Don't be sorry, Rudy, this isn't your fault." Alejandro notices Phillip's presence and looks at him, trying to remain calm and not scare Rudy off by being aggressive to Phillip. Thankfully the American senses this and gives Rudy a charming smirk that makes him swoon before leaving down the hall, the two best friends standing there with mixed feelings. "Did he do something to you?"
Rudy looks up at Alejandro in surprise, eyes wide before he shakes his head, "No, he didn't. He's our ally, why would you say that?"
"He's an alpha, Rudy. You know alphas outside of me and our Vaqueros are different, they are traditional pendejos." Alejandro says, and Rudy crosses his arms over his chest and his soft features settle into a frightening glare.
"Our secondary genders do not define us. And that's fucking bias, you are traditional, Alejandro. You want to settle down one day at your ranch, with a nice omega by your side with your own pups running around and maybe a dog or two. You have dreams, you just don't act like a dick about them." Rudy slams the door in Alejandro's face and sighs, his fingers fidgeting as he feels anxious and angry. Alejandro may be looking out for him, but sometimes he can be too much. Rudy needs a small break from his colonel, he takes off his hoodie and removes his belt, setting them neatly on his dresser before going over to the bathroom and staring at his neck, where the skin colored scent blocker patch sat. He gently eased it off of his skin, biting his bottom lip and panicking. He'll try another one later on when he goes to the mess hall, but if they don't work, then he's screwed. He can't ask Valeria to sneak him some, she's too busy pushing Alejandro over the edge and he's mad at her for letting an international terrorist into their home. He knows Valeria, she is better than what she's trying to turn herself to be, but was it all just naivety? Was Valeria always this power hungry? He can see her as a teenager, tall and menacing, picking on other teenagers and even younger kids, stealing their money, and her introduction to drugs and alcohol. She never did that stuff in front of him, she and Alejandro were always careful since his father was a drug addict and alcoholic who loved to abuse Rudy in any way possible. But she always protected him, she was always there to hold him and keep him together when it felt like he was falling, she felt like the older sister he never had. So why would she give all that up for the cartel?
"Fuck" He whispers, turning off the bathroom and light and going over to his bed, throwing himself on it and hiding over the covers. He didn't feel like making a nest to comfort him, and he was too mad at Alejandro at the moment, so he opted to try to fight this inner battle alone. He's losing everyone he loves, and he just wishes for once, it's him who dies first to avoid that pain.
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After a much needed nap, Rudy tried another scent blocker but it wasn't working, and after a few frustrated attempts at a whole box of them, he gave up. He threw on his hoodie and left his room, barely noticing how his Vaqueros seemed to follow him, making sure he didn't get hurt. They didn't need to be told twice by Alejandro, they were already planning on how to ensure Rudy is safe at all times, and some were volunteering to stay behind during missions to watch Rudy. Rudy is loved by everyone in Los Vaqueros and many civilians in Las Almas, they remember the small boy with big fearful eyes that is older now with a determined expression, determined to bring justice to Las Almas.
Rudy walks into the mess hall, grabbing a tray of food and looking around him, trying to find an empty table he can sit at. He isn't sure if he wants to sit with Alejandro tonight, he still feels angry that the colonel would accuse one of their allies of hurting him.
"Rudy, over here!" A voice calls out, a southern accent lacing it and Rudy smiles, walking over to the table where Phillip and a few of his Shadows sat at. One of them moved away, giving him space to sit and Rudy murmurs a soft thanks. "How are you doing?"
"Good, I just took a small nap." Rudy says softly, smiling up at Phillip who nods, also smiling down at him. The Shadows share a look, knowing smiles on their faces, each one slowly leaving the table to give their Commander and his new interest some space. Phillip leans back in his chair, turning his body towards Rudy and discreetly sniffing the air, his inner alpha going crazy with Rudy's sweet scent.
"I'm sorry if I made you or your colonel upset earlier. I just wanted to make sure you were okay" Phillip feigned innocent worry, his blood rushing south when Rudy put a soft hand on his arm and smiled at him, those doe eyes beautiful and naive– they begged to be tainted.
"Don't worry about that. Alejandro is just...protective of me, we've been friends for a long time." Rudy says, looking around the mess hall and surprised to see Alejandro staring at him. He jumps when a hand touches his knee, blushing furiously as he turns his gaze back to Phillip, wondering if they were seated this close before.
"You smell...amazing" Phillip compliments him with a sly grin and Rudy averts his gaze, his whole face and body feeling warm and there's something else he can't describe. He felt it sometimes with Alejandro, a while ago, but those feelings left when Alejandro seemed desperate to chase females, never a male, regardless of the secondary gender. Alejandro does seem like a straight man, so Rudy knew to just give up in order to not get hurt. Valeria always warned him about Alejandro.
"T-thank you" He mumbles shyly, and Phillip knew he had Rudy just where he wanted him. He let a conversation fall between them, his hand staying on Rudy's knee, occasionally caressing it, sometimes his hand went a bit further up teasingly before returning to its original position. It made Rudy stutter and blush and feel so warm, his stomach holding butterflies that flapped their gracious wings against his tummy. It felt nice to have a conversation with someone besides Alejandro, and when he looked up to where he remembered seeing his friend sitting, he frowned a bit when he found the seat and table empty. In fact, the mess hall was empty of soldiers besides them and the cleaning staff.
"It's getting late, I should get some sleep. We have a mission tomorrow." Rudy says, standing up, smiling when Graves stood and grabbed both their trays. He sets them away so they can be cleaned and Rudy begins walking out of the mess hall, surprised when a large hand grabs his wrist and turns him around, his body falling flush against a much taller and broader one. He looks up, gasping softly when his lips are captured in a soft kiss, arms snaking around his waist and Phillip is lulling him impossibly closer, their heat combining and Rudy moans softly in the kiss. They lean back to catch air, and Rudy isn't sure what came over him. He just knows he was in his room the next minute, his clothes ripped off and Phillip staring him down, calloused hands teasing his chest and mouth sucking marks on his fair skin. Then another minute came and he was moaning behind his hand, eyes rolling back as the alpha fucked him into oblivion, and then he was riding Phillip's large cock, his head thrown back and he shamelessly let his lewd noises fill the room, dancing together in a beautiful melody with Phillip's grunts and low moans.
He only wished he knew what would happen in the next few days, so he could have kept his virginity for a better man.
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Phillip betrayed them, all of them, and conducted a blue on blue attack. He ordered his Shadows to capture Rudy, and they almost did when Rudy managed to slip away and ran away into the forests behind the base, not stopping as he ran to a safehouse only he and Alejandro knew of. He couldn't leave his Vaqueros or Alejandro, but he was injured and dizzy, and so close to his heat, he knew he needed supplies and help. He was surprised to see Soap and Ghost sneak in, the latter almost succeeding in stabbing him with a throwing knife, but was thankful nonetheless when they proved their loyalty and helped him plan on how to take the base back and get revenge.
Taking the base back was hard but wasn't impossible, and Rudy could barely contain his scent when he opened the cell door of where Alejandro was being kept in. Soap went in first, which Ghost knew was a mistake since the Scot is an alpha and Alejandro would be alert and triggered. Alejandro indeed was triggered and nearly pounded Soap's face into the ground when Rudy stepped in quickly and stopped him, his soft voice calming the alpha and Alejandro didn't hold back. He picked Rudy up and kissed him, missing the warmth of the omega, the sweet scent, the love and admiration thrown his way when sometimes it shouldn't be.
"Ale" Rudy whispers, eyes wide but full of love and Alejandro nuzzles against his neck, nipping at his scent gland, wanting to leave his mark, but Ghost coughed and gestured down the hall.
"Sorry to break this lovely reunion up but there are more Shadows to hunt down." He says and Rudy nods, gently easing himself out of Alejandro's arms but the slightly older man doesn't budge, instead he sniffles the air and anger begins to make its presence in his scent.
"You're hurt" He says matter-of-factly, and Rudy curses himself for not dealing with his wounds before. Ghost and Soap appear by his side in a blink, the Scot hesitantly touching his shoulder and Rudy hisses, the pain from being thrown around coming back to him. He was running on adrenaline, he couldn't afford to be weak and not able to help Alejandro and his team.
"I'm fine. I need to kill him." Rudy pleads to the three alphas, and Ghost nods, hanging him back his gun, ignoring the glare Alejandro and Soap sent him.
"He's all yours, Rudy." The tall man says quietly, like a whisper of a promise, and Rudy smiles up at him. Soap smiles, knowing a great friendship would break out between the two, but Alejandro felt a twinge of jealousy bubble up. It was all put down when Rudy grabs his hand and leads him out of the cell, handing him a gun as well.
"Let's kill that gringo" He says with a wild grin and Alejandro returns it, a dark gleam in his eyes.
"Let's go."
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Killing Phillip was easy, Soap blew the tank up and when the American tried crawling out of the hatch, Rudy went over and beat him brutally to death, curses leaving his mouth in mixes of Spanish and English, his heart, once shattered into millions of pieces, being rebuilt by revenge. Soap had to pull him away when Phillip's head caved in and Rudy made sure to shoot him three times in the chest before letting the Scot guide him back to the others. Valeria, who had been their prisoner for information on the terrorist, nodded at Rudy and he nodded back at her. Her eyes gleamed with pride, her strong alpha scent reflecting her emotions and Rudy's bottom lip quivered but he refused to cry. The knowledge that Valeria Garza would always be there for him, despite them having to be enemies and hunting each other down, made his heart grow with love. He felt loved, by Alejandro who confessed his feelings in one breath, by 141 as they welcomed him and his boys with open arms, and by Valeria, who would always protect him no matter what.
~~
Later that evening, when 141 left for the US, Alejandro had dragged Rudy to his quarters and embraced him tightly, letting out his scent. Gunpowder, leather, whiskey, with a hint of the spring rainfall that would freshen Las Almas for a few weeks. Rudy let out his scent as well, nuzzling against Alejandro's chest, trying to keep his tears at bay but Alejandro knows him. He leans back and guides them to his bed, sitting them both down and Rudy clasps his shaking hands together, a few tears falling as he inhales shakily.
"I...Graves and I had sex the day he and the others found out I am an omega." Rudy whispers, looking away from Alejandro, not being able to see the look of disgust on his friend's face. "I thought he was d-different, I wanted him t-to be different but..."
"Rudy..." Alejandro mumbles sadly, trying to grab his friend but Rudy shakes his head, wrapping his arms around himself.
"I was stupid, I was a stupid omega. I let him take my virginity...I let him make me believe he'll always love me. But he just used me to get to you," Rudy wipes away his tears, letting Alejandro grab him and hold him tight, kissing the top of his head.
"I love you, Rudy. I always have, but I was too much of a coward to tell you anything. I should have, I should have told you so I could have protected you from Graves and anyone who wants to hurt you. I want to be with you, I want to love and cherish and protect you, mi amor." Alejandro says softly, and Rudy looks up at him with wide eyes.
"You...I've always loved you too, Ale. I just, you always chased after women and I thought you just didn't like men in that way. I...I gave up, I didn't want to be hurt" Rudy whispers and Alejandro smiles down at him.
"I was a coward. But I don't want to be one anymore, Rudy. Please, let me love you." Rudy hesitates before nodding, a soft smile tracing his lips.
"Love me, Ale" Rudy whispers, and he lets Alejandro gently lay him down, hands caressing his face and Rudy purrs at the soft touches. Alejandro kisses his neck, removing his hoodie and Rudy helps Alejandro out of his jacket and shirt. He marvels at the sight of the strong, firm muscles Alejandro had, his abs and arms and broad shoulders, everything about Alejandro is strong and alpha. His body goes hot, slick sliding out of him and he mewls softly as Alejandro removes his jeans and boxers. Warm hands touch his inner thighs, Rudy flinching when a finger teases his entrance, rubbing small circles against his lips. He bucks his hips up, mewls leaving him as he gets closer, so touch starved and sensitive, and his mind screams "alpha, our alpha".
"Fuck, Rudy, you're all wet for me?" Alejandro growls out, leaning down to lap up the slick, groaning at the sweet taste. Rudy moans, cumming all over Alejandro's fingers and face, blushing furiously in embarrassment. Alejandro smirks, continuing to lap up his cum and slick, lips sucking on his lips and he shivers, grabbing fistfulls of his hair and tugging his head closer against his pussy.
"Oh yes, Ale, please!" Rudy's moans are music to Alejandro's ears, his dick so hard and he gathers some of Rudy’s slick in his hand and lathers it around his erection. He looks up at Rudy, who nods, a smile tracing those beautiful rosy lips.
"Fuck me, alpha" He says with a teasing smirk, and Alejandro grins, fangs out and he slowly slides his dick in the tight hole, grunting at the heat and welcoming muscle pulling him in. Rudy gasps, grabbing onto his shoulder as his legs spread wider apart, mouth agape as Alejandro continues sliding in inch after inch until he bottoms out, buried to the hilt. He breathes heavily, looking down at the omega to make sure he's okay, surprised when Rudy leans up and kisses him passionately.
"I love you, Ale" Rudy whispers sweetly against his lips and Alejandro kisses his cheek.
"I love you, Rudy."
The night was full of heated love, love they were so afraid of but now embrace, because they couldn't run from fate for any longer. They were destined, they were true mates.
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The a/b/o bakery au with feelings.
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Blinded by love. Part 1/?
[A] Gojo x [A] Megumi x [O] Blind Reader
Characters are aged up so the relationship is legal, Megumi is 18+ so is reader.
[ TW ] There are scenes of physical abuse, scars, descriptive scenes of violence, descriptive sexual scenes,
[ Under Editing ]
Y/N is the child of Kento Nanami, not by blood he found them on the streets homeless, when they were seven, their family had kicked them out due to them losing their sight.
Blindness was seen as a deformity in your biological family, it brought them much shame when the doctor declared you blind, when Nanami found you, you had been homeless for a year.
You were severely malnourished, and skinny, your hair was matted, and you had already gained many scars, fresh cuts and bruises adorned your frail body, yet you survived.
You were a survivor, a fighter and that’s why Nanami decided to take you in, as family, instead of bringing you to an orphanage, he cleaned you up, fed you, clothed you, trained you. You soon became his pup, and he your father, forming a bond much stronger than either of you expected.
The only thing he asked in return was for you to not allow other peoples opinions affect you, and you never did, looking up to your father, you became his little shadow.
When you were ten something changed. You were able to see auras around people and objects, Nanami was ecstatic for your new found ability, with some practice you had developed into an empath. Feeling and seeing other’s emotions, auras, etc.
The doctor Nanami took you to claimed since you lost your sight, and due to your past trauma your bodies other senses grew much stronger. The bond you formed with Nanami and with his training, you were able to open what some people claim to be your third eye.
Becoming an “Intuitive empath, can sense the unspoken in terms of what’s going on. Think of it as having a very thorough, almost holistic kind of superpower.
Intuitive empaths experience extraordinary perceptions, such as heightened intuition, messages in threes, animal and plant communication, as well as pick up other people’s emotions”.
With this new skill Nanami had a strong feeling you would be able to see curse energy, he was right unfortunately, the first time you saw a curse you weren’t scared despite the waves of hatred and anger that admitted from it.
Instead you surprised your father, walking to the curse you opened your hand, your palm facing the curse as you tilted your head the curse followed your actions. When you closed your fist the curse evaporated, there was no trace of the curse ever being there. It was as if the curse was never there, your turned around feeling your father’s emotions fluctuate.
Since that night he kept it to himself bringing you on missions if you wanted, keeping you a secret from his boss. If they ever got ahold of you he would never see you again, you would be a powerful sorcerer and he refused to let you become entangled in it, he refused to lose you to a job that would work you to death, and make you work overtime. Just like him you had a schedule and absolutely hated when something disrupts it.
Unfortunately he knew the day would come when they would find out about you, how could they not, he had a bad habit of spoiling you, and always having your scent on him, which he tries to cover so they don’t ask questions, you were still his little shadow, following him around when you weren’t in school.
You were the perfect child in his eyes, you were an excellent student never getting anything below an A. You kept up with your reading, training, you kept your room clean, never complained when he came home late, or snapped at you if he had an extremely hard day dealing with Gojo, which he immediately felt bad about, he didn’t want you to think he was an angry old grump.
All you did was smile at him, offering him purrs of comfort with a hug, allowing him to sink into your warm body all his stress leaving him. Then you would sit him down at the table a warm meal in front of him in minutes.
It didn’t matter what time he returned you always were waiting, sometimes finding you asleep in his chair covered in one of his suit jackets, silently purring and releasing calming pheromones. When you presented he was yet again surprised to find out you were an omega, you didn’t act like an omega.
You were strong headed, stubborn, independent, and knew what you wanted, you were extremely protective over your things much like an alpha would be. Whenever he came home smelling like someone other than you, you would rub his scent glands with yours.
Growling in anger scrunching your nose in annoyance, or disgust and scented him. You stood up for yourself becoming irritated if someone tried to do it for you, the one time Nanami did you refused to talk to him for almost three days.
Those days were hell for him, he hated not speaking to you, you were the the one thing that kept him going. You two were each other’s anchors the pack bond between you two was inseparable, nothing could break it, so when you refuse to greet him at the door, or make him food, or go on missions with him, he was miserable.
A certain white haired, blue eye, sorcerer noticed that his best friend, was more miserable than usual, his normal misty and sweet scent was sour and he was snapping at everyone. Gojo of course was curious why he was like this, but whenever he asked all he received was a warning growl or a harsh glare, it was enough to make Gojo stop bothering him.
Everything was normal for the two of you, the both of you had gone on a mission together successfully executing a mid grade curse, your father offered to buy the both of you bread for a treat.
You sharing the love of bread, agreed wanting to spend as much time with your father as possible, the job you two shared was dangerous and never promised one of you would come back, of course you two never enjoyed talking about that, but silently you two knew.
Today was the day things drastically changed, you two were walking in silence enjoying each other company, silently having a conversation through emotions. When you were suddenly hit with a solid wave of mixed emotions causing you to grab your temples and stumble back, alarming your father he stopped grabbing your shoulder lightly standing in front of you.
“Are you alr…”
“NANAMIN!” A boisterous voice yelled from a few feet away, causing you to flinch, your eyes shut quickly as a migraine quickly hit. It’s something that happens when someone or something, has a large amount of emotions or energy it can cause you to become overwhelmed, and migraines are the side effects.
Growling lowly your father pulled you closer, hating seeing you this way due to his co worker, he had complained about Gojo many times in the past. Due to this you could only assume this was the man himself, sighing you continue to rub your temples allowing your fathers scent to invade all your senses, your migraine starting to lessen.
“Nanami! Why didn’t you pick up when I called you?” Gojo bounced over to the two of you, a playful smirk on his face.
“I was busy” came your fathers stoic voice a frown permanent on his face while glaring at the sorcerer who was now beside him, he pulled you closer wrapping his arms around you, trying to hide you.
“Who’s this Nanamin?” Moving closer to the two of you, you let a warning growl leave your lips as you tried to move away.
“Nanami why didn’t you tell me you had a mate? This is very important information you can’t keep this from your best friend!”
Sighing in frustration Nanami rolled his eyes, “Their not my mate, their my pup Gojo”.
It was silent for a few moment before you were yanked from your fathers hold, a loud growl escaped you before you head butt him, feeling his head bounce back and his hands leave you. You moved to your fathers side, seeing amusement and pride in his aura making you smile inside.
“You got a hard head there”, Gojo said confusion surrounding him, it wasn’t until you looked directly at him you noticed he has his shield on, and around him. You remember your father explaining it is part of his ability called infinity.
Even Nanami was slightly surprised by your ability to break his shield, you kept impressing and surprising him everyday, his ego grew larger knowing he raised you to be this strong.
“WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME YOU HAD A PUPPY NANAMI!” Gojo screamed at the top of his lungs at the two of you looking back and fourth, the two of you looked nothing alike.
You must look like your mother he thought to himself, but that didn’t explain anything, Nanami’s scent didn’t start to get a more sweeter hint to it until a few years ago.
From the looks of you, you were much older than a few years old, your body was muscular, and strong, showing your hard work. You had a bit of a feminine touch, a small waist, muscular thighs that looked like they could squish him.
The sleeveless turtle neck you wore was tight and brought attention to your figure, showing your muscles and scars, while the skinny jeans you were wearing fit snug to your curves.
Looking up he continue to observe you, full lips, high cheek bones, a strong jawline, you have a light scar running down the side of your face. Your eyes caught his attention though, drawing him in, almost like a trance. Your eyes were clouded over. You were blind, yet it felt like you were looking into his soul.
Your scent was hidden, Nanami’s scent covered you, you must be wearing scent blockers he though, making him frown his alpha was pawing at him to get out, and scent you, he furrowed his brows he had a mate at home. So why did he feel like this?
“It was none of your business Gojo, it is called a personal life, now if you excuse us we were busy”.
Shaking his head he was came out of his thoughts giving the two of you a giant smile. “See you tomorrow Nanamiiiiii, don’t be afraid to bring this cutie,” he went to move closer to you.
Only for you to snap at him, your large canines sent a shiver down his spine, he felt excited, and slightly intimidated. Watching the two of you walk away he released a breath of air he didn’t know he was holding. Before turning around, excited to run home and give Megumi the souvenirs he bought for him.
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The next time Gojo saw you Megumi was with him, Nanami by your side as the two of you silently spoke to one another, in hushed whispers so nobody could hear the two of you.
The both of you tsk and rolled your eyes at the same time causing Gojo to laugh. “It’s like a miniature version of Nanami Sensei” Megumi mumbles staring up at his laughing mate.
The two of you notice Gojo and the other male your father told you was Megumi, he often spoke of them being mates and him not understanding what Megumi saw in Gojo.
You saw nothing but love between the two with hints of annoyance and adoration, you thought it was rather sweet?
This time around you were wearing another pair of skinny jeans that had holes in them, a tight dark grey sweatshirt that hugged your torso, and a leather jacket on-top of that. your hair was tied back, a neutral expression on your face.
Megumi for some reason couldn’t keep his eyes off of you, the way your hips sway as you walk toward them your clouded eyes intriguing him. You stared right at him, meeting his own dark green eyes and a shiver ran down his spine.
Feeling a nudge from his mate he looked away from you looking up at Gojo seeing a smirk on his face, which cause him to roll his eyes. The expression read “I told you so”.
A few weeks ago Gojo came home and ranted about “Nanami having a pup, and how they made him feel like he was meeting him all over again”. Which at first he thought he was being dramatic and trying to get under his skin, but now he understands.
“We are so glad you guys finally came it took you long enough”. Gojo leaned against Nanami batting his eyelashes under his blindfold, a flirty grin on his face.
“That’s because we didn’t want to come”, came your bored voice, Nanami chuckles, while Gojo dramatically gasps and Megumi just stares at you, staring at your bare neck, which was tilted up as you look at the sky.
“You didn’t tell me they had your sense of humor Nanami what else are you hiding?”
“Do you have a staring problem”, you look forward at Megumi his eyes haven’t left you since you arrived.
Adverting his eyes, he sighed pinching his nose, “can we get this mission started”, Megumi interrupted Gojo feeling uncomfortable in the situation.
“Yes let’s go”. Nanami walked past you leading the way, you started to walk next to him easily avoiding people, and objects as if you could actually see.
Leaving the mated pair behind the two of you, staring at you as you walk in front of them leaving their minds to run free. Eyes widening when Nanami turned his head quickly to glare at the two of them, moving closer to you, his alpha wanting nothing more than to scare them away from his pup.
He did not like the attention the both of them seem to be giving you. His alpha growling inside his head feeling your smaller hand wrap around his upper arm he relaxed slightly, still sending warning glares at the two.
Arriving at the destination you tilt your head before you look up seeing waves of red energy, pointing upwards Nanami quietly chirped in approval, you disappeared before their eyes.
Hearing a loud screech Gojo and Megumi went to lung forward, Nanami held his hand out to stop them, a light wave passed through them, and you were back out of them building without a scratch or scent of a curse.
Shocking both Gojo and Megumi, “how did you do that?” Megumi sniffs the air in disbelief.
“It’s my technique I’m able to evaporate any curse as long as I am in a ten foot radius of them”. You shrug at the pair.
Squinting his eye Gojo was in front of you leaning into your personal space, taking a deep whiff of your scent once again all he could smell was Nanami’s.
“Impossible that’s never been heard of before”, he stood up straighter smirking wanted a reaction out of you or Nanami. Yet all you did was raise an eye brow looking up at him, your cloudy eyes meeting his blue ones through his blindfold, sending yet again another shiver down his spine.
“I can feel you smirking, if you are trying to cause me to react in any way it will not work, all you have to do is ask, I will be happy to demonstrate for you”. Moving past him you bumped his shoulder with your own, his infinity was on, which shocks Megumi as you continued to walk away leaving a proud Nanami, and a pouting Gojo.
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The third time the pair saw you, you were glaring at an alpha who stood in front of you, she was trying to court you and you refused. Not wanting to be in any type of relationship, you were happy with where you were.
They watch as the alpha reaches a hand out to caress your face, only for you to grab her wrist pulling it upwards then spinning her around. Her arm twisted behind her back and she was slammed against a table, your other hand on the back of her neck keeping her down.
“When someone says no the answer is no, do you understand that alpha?” You growl angry pheromones coming off you in waves that caused the female alpha to shiver.
“Yes”, came her shaky voice. “Good, now leave”, you let her go scoffing as she runs away before grabbing your coffee walking away. You felt their presence and stopped walking, rolling your eyes, you turn meeting their eyes, raising an eyebrow. They walk towards you, one on either side of you striking up a conversation that the three of you enjoyed.
After that the three of you became closer much closer, you would consider them your friends much to your father’s displeasure, he was glad you were making friends… even if it was Gojo.
One day Megumi and you sat in a coffee shop, Gojo and Nanami were gone to take care of Yuji who needed their help.
“You know Meg, Gojo sure has a lot of love for you”, you felt your lip twitch seeing his aura brighten.
“I would hope so he is my mate”. His eyebrow furrow at your comment. Sighing he watches as you take a drink of your coffee looking out the window, you had explain to him how your third eyes works and he found it very intriguing.
“Why bring this up now?”. He questions you curiosity filling his tone.
“I just notice recently both of your auras are much brighter around each other, I find it sweet how much you two care about one another is all”. You shrug.
“Mhmm” he hummed taking a bite of his muffin, which you bought for him, and it made his heart beat faster at the thought of you taking care of him. The two of you sit in silence, as you continue to stare out the window while Megumi stares at you.
The sun was hitting your face, it made you look even more like an angel, you looked so calm sitting there, no scowl or frown on your face. Your scent and wolf still hidden from them, whenever they hinted when asking you would shut it down.
“Hey Y/n what are you?”
“Inappropriate”,.
“Alright”.
“Y/n why do you hide your scent all the time?”
“None of your business”.
“Your right i apologize”.
“Y/n do you hide your scent around Nanami Sensei as well?”
“Why does it matter”.
“It doesn’t, I was just curious”
“Y/n is there a special someone in your life?”
“Stop asking stupid questions”
Assuming you were either a beta or alpha due to who you were, and how you tend to take care of the people you care about. He sighs in content, he felt like peace around you, nothing would go wrong as long as you were with him.
Watching as you smile he looks out the window seeing Nanami and Gojo walking towards the cafe. He often wonders in the back of his head if Nanami was more of a mate than father figure for you.
You always held his scent with pride, and his had a hint of what he assumes to be yours, he couldn’t tell he hid your scent well. He protects you like any mate would.
He chased off unwanted attention if you were oblivious to it, and you did that for him, which he knew about, yet still acted like he didn’t for your sake, then again you did that for him and Gojo if the other wasn’t around.
The way the two of you look at each other alone, was enough to make him question the relationship, between the two of you, you both have heart eyes when you look at each other.
Maybe he was reading into it wrong he didn’t know, he wasn’t going to ask, he and Gojo just received Nanami’s approval of being friends.
He was not willing to risk that, he would wait to see where this would go, he knew though his wolf wanted you, and Gojo’s wolf wanted you as well.
They would wait, it didn’t matter how long they would wait for you.
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Does this have ABO energy?
#abo universe#short story#writingcommunity#reading#dog#need answers#jesus chirst the hastags that pop up when you type 'need' lol#have a good day
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Aonung x reader: Aonung has done everything in his power to prove his eligibility as a mate, but you are surprisingly hard to pin down. That is, until he stumbles upon you at just the right time.
Ma Neteyam Chapter 15: It is time for Neteyam to face the music, or in this case, face Eywa. OUT NOW
Ma Neteyam Chapter 16
Forever My Babygirl Chapter 5: Tuktirey typically tries her hardest to obey her father's wishes, but ocean eyes keep drawing her away.
Omega Neteyam x Alpha Ao'nung: Ao'nung is away for a few days. No one can blame Neteyam for doing what he needs to satisfy himself....well that is, except Ao'nung. Restribution follows in toe. Sneak Peek
Alpha Neteyam x Omega Reader: So what if you're a little difficult? The Olo'eyktan happens to revel in taming little brats like you.
Alpha Neteyam x Beta Reader (A Withered one shot): The sun isn't the only interesting obstacle in your relationship with Neteyam. You've never spent a night with an alpha in rut and Neteyam's is approaching quickly. Sneak Peek
LO'AK X READER X NETEYAM
It's playing with fire, you know that. However, you can't help but push their buttons every now and then. Some days you crave a little diciplinary attention.
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GUYS HELP ME 🚨🚨🚨
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#i need to know#PLEASE#am i autistic?#AM I AN ALPHA BETA OR OMEGA#abo#alpha#beta#omega#abo universe#PLEASE GUYS#HELP MOOTS
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Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham, Implied Hannibal Lecter/Bedelia Du Murier
Summary: Tired of hiding, Will Graham decides to make an impression on those who Hannibal had deemed to be acceptable company.
Word Count: 553
Warnings: Sex Scene(-ish)
The two great doors at the back of the hall bang open with a resounding clang catching the attention of all the people who are in attendance at Castle Lecter.
A hush fills the room as an omega with sharp cheekbones, the bluest storm cloud eyes, and a sense of high superiority capped with a mess of brown curls is shown to those able to get a good look at him. If Hannibal was refined in his reputation and mannerisms, this man wielded them like he was entitled to them - crass, bold, and arrogant in his entrance to an affair he wasn't invited to.
"Husband, my heat is due. Come, and leave your whore behind" the man hisses looking at Bedelia Du Murier like she was nothing but an ant capable of being squished under his fine leather boots. He didn't even wait for Hannibal's response before exiting the hall less dramatically, but his impression was sealed on all who'd seen and heard him come into the room.
He'd wanted to show all of the higher nobles and lesser nobles that Hannibal may have been successfully hiding him up to that point, but he was no longer going to allow Hannibal to keep him in the shadows. His impression upon them was orchestrated to show them that Hannibal's mate had the power to sway his husband wherever he wished whenever he wished it; after all, Hannibal's inner beast was attracted to a boldness that Bedelia barely wielded in her hands while Will used his crass manners like a sword ready to strike out at anyone within reach.
He supposes that's why Hannibal followed him out and fucked him against the nearest wall all while angrily growling at him about how Will "just wasn't capable of making an impression that didn't exude a confidence Omegas weren't supposed to have". The vigor of Hannibal's thrusts belayed any actual heat in his words as the man was desperately attracted to the scene Will had just caused.
The smell of their coupling, along with Will's pleasured sounds, reinforced the image Will had just created for Hannibal's "friends" and he couldn't have felt more smug if he tried as Hannibal's knot forcefully lodged itself against Will's prostate causing him to make continuous mewling and keening sounds as his pleasure was all-consuming every time Hannibal tried to thrust into him more and more despite not being able to.
When Bedelia, looking heartbroken, exited into the hallway, Will, face flushed with the pleasure Hannibal had just gifted him, caught her eyes and smirked at her as if to say, "You think you had him ensnared, but you will never know him like I do" right before another orgasm rocketed through him causing him to clench tightly onto the back of Hannibal's head as he whimpered in his delight.
Nobody would know Hannibal as he did, and his forceful entrance into Hannibal's perfectly crafted lie showed that. Will is, and will forever be, the one whose bed Hannibal shared during the nights when his person suit got too tight when the seams started to burst, and when the politeness of society got too much for him to handle.
Will savored that moment and looked forward to more of them in the future now that Hannibal had nowhere to hide him.
#smut#will graham#hannibal lecter#nbc hannibal#hannigram#will graham is a smug little shit and he knows it#abo dynamics#abo universe#alpha beta omega#abo au#secret relationship#secret revealed#omega will graham#alpha hannibal lecter#fuck you bedelia#will graham being all dramatic without a single fuck to give
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Thinking about an omegaverse au where omega x omega relationships are very common before omegas settle down into a "real" relationship with an alpha. The relationships are seen as soft and innocent, being seen as glorified best friends .
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Taking Control - Pt. 8
❥ Pairings: Y/n x Everyone
❥ Genre: Wolf au, romance, fluff, omega verse
❥ Word Count: 1.4K
❥ Series: No Control
❥ Previous • Next
❥ Warning: This is a work of fiction. The members displayed in this story are not meant as an accurate portrayal of the members of Stray Kids. Everything is made up and not real!
The run had gone well in your opinion. You hadn’t realized just how big the forest surrounding the house was, but you were absolutely certain it was endless - or it felt that way at least. Chan had led the pack, which you had to admit, at some points had been difficult because his black coat blended in too well with the shadows casted from the trees. Thankfully Minho had been right beside him and in those times, you had used Minho as the guiding light. Chan had been right, Minho was absolutely gorgeous and unique with an all white coat.
They were all gorgeous really. Varying shades of grays and browns. With the exception of Minho, all the alphas had black in their coats as well and you wondered if that signified their status. Would you be able to tell all alphas apart by the black in their coats?
By far your favorite was Felix though. While he had a beautiful brindle coat, there were dark gray spots - almost perfect circles - that littered the sides of his coat. They reminded you of his freckles and maybe that’s how his freckles transferred over into his wolf form.
Hyunjin was the biggest wolf, with Changbin coming in second. Hyunjin was more lanky though, which made sense, while Changbin was more of a stalky wolf. Just looking at him you could tell his wolf was solid muscle and definitely a force to be reckoned with.
The run wasn’t very long, since it was your first one and after about an hour, you all headed back home. Transforming back had been an equally odd feeling, but it didn't hurt. And getting dressed had been a short affair and you had to say, you were glad to be clothed again. Though you were sure with time, you would get used to being naked and transforming in front of the others. The walk back to the house seemed longer than normal, though maybe it was just because you were tired. Your thighs and calves burned in ways that you hadn’t experienced in a long time. Back when you were a hunter, training was an everyday activity. You had built up your stamina, but since coming to live with the pack, you hadn’t really had much exercise snuck into your daily routine. In fact, besides the run, the only other long span of exercise was the long hike you took with Minho in Bucheon.
Your pace was slower than the rest, though most didn’t notice you falling behind. They were busy talking animatedly about the run and the things they had experienced. Especially from Jisung, who was recounting the tale of how he nearly climbed the tree chasing a squirrel for the fifteenth time to whoever was listening. It was cute really, though if you recall correctly, Jisung had run head first into the tree and then just sat there pouting while the squirrel taunted him.
“...Y/n”
Your attention turned when you heard your voice being called. You scanned over the group, eyes landing on the only two people who were close to you at the time - Chan and Minho. The call had been soft, so you weren’t exactly sure which of the two had called your name, but you were sure it was one of them. Unless you were hearing things, which was a strong possibility. You watched them for a moment before looking away, wondering if they would possibly continue talking about you.
“Are you sure it’s Y/n?”
It was Minho’s voice for sure and he sounded so uncertain. You couldn’t blame him, you were also confused. What was it that they were talking about and how were you involved? You knew you hadn’t done anything that would be deemed “horrible” by the pack and that would lead you exiled again. Of course, you hadn’t done anything in the first place either, but that hadn’t stopped them before. The pain of that day was still fresh, even now.
“You saw what she looked like.” You dared to peek at them from the corner of your eye, Chan’s brows furrowed as he hissed the words to the other alpha. “Every one of those shifters were listed with the same features. Orange and brown coat, white under belly.”
“Chan, those are normal colors for wolves. You can’t possibly think-”
“White spot on the forehead.”
Those five words sent a shiver down your spine as your blood ran cold. While you got the gist of what they were talking about, it was that description of the white mark on the forehead that really got to you. Your mind raced back to that unfortunate day when you found the dead shifter. You couldn’t be completely sure that its colors had been orange and brown, but you distinctly remembered seeing the white mark on its forehead. It hadn’t seemed important at the time, but now…
“Chan…”
“You can’t tell me I’m wrong. This entire time, all those shifters were being killed under mistaken identity.” “Do you understand what you’re implying Chan?”
“I’m not stupid Minho, of course I do.” Chan’s voice grew softer and you couldn’t keep yourself from actually watching them. He looked distressed, though if he was, you couldn’t smell it. But Chan was a master of his wolf - it was probably child’s play to keep his scent under control. “It’s her they want.”
You…It was you the hunters were after. The revelation hit you like a ton of bricks, anxiety coursing through you. This entire time, hunters were out trying to murder you but instead they always ended up killing an innocent victim. Were they also the ones that attacked Jisung? You had always thought something was off with that attack, but you had never really asked anyone what happened. All you knew was that someone had attacked Jisung and the pack had thought you had done it because they found your locket at the scene of the crime.
The locket
“Y/n?” Your head whipped around, coming face to face with Jisung and Hyunjin, the two walking backwards as they faced you. “Are you alright?” Hyunjin asked.
“I’m fine.” It was a lie and they knew it was a lie. Yet they didn’t say anything and you were thankful for that. Because you weren’t sure if you were able to actually voice out the epiphany you just had. You didn’t want to acknowledge the puzzle you just solved. This entire time you had been on the hunt for information about your family, to learn where you came from and why your mother had killed your father and now you were faced with this. It sickened you to know that it was your friends, your family that were the ones out killing the shifters.
It wasn’t a question of how many hunters at this point - it was all of them. In your gut you knew it was the entire village out looking for you. But you couldn’t rationalize why. Yes you had transformed right in the open and all your friends had seen. Yes, they all ran you off out of the village, but you didn’t belong there anymore. You started a new life in the city, gaining the knowledge you needed in order to live a shifter life. You hadn’t caused any problems and yet they were still after you.
Why?!
A hand slipped into yours, pulling you from your thoughts. You looked down at the hand before looking up at Jisung, a soft smile gracing your lips. He gave your hand a squeeze and a gentle tug, pulling you further into the pack. “Let’s make tacos when we get home!” he announced happily, momentarily distracting you from your spiraling thoughts.
“No.” Seungmin whined, pouting. “We literally had tacos last night.”
“No.” Jisung frowned. “We had burritos. They are completely different.” He corrected and you giggled.
“They are the same thing!” Seungmin protested. “It’s tortillas with meat, cheese and lettuce.”
“Okay, maybe. But tacos are crunchy, so it’s different.” Jisung beamed at his reasoning, which grew when Seungmin couldn’t come up with a good comeback.
“Tacos it is.” Chan announced with a laugh. “Last one home does clean up!” It was a stampede as you took off running, fighting your way through bodies in hopes of not being last home. Though you had a sneaky suspicion that Chan himself was going to end up being last - like usual - and that was all but confirmed as you waited on the front porch for his arrival.
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