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thejediscrolls · 1 year

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You Drew Stars

Tech x Jedi reader

Unrequited love is a real bantha

Angst / Slow burn / Fluff

Pt 1 of You Drew Stars

Everything… Our home… Our lives… It was all gone. Sunk to the bottom of the sea.

Kamino had became a second home to me when I was first assigned to my squad, Clone Force 99. Otherwise known as the bad batch. The council thought my presence would help the team to be less wreckless, but they were once again wrong.

I did my best to take care of my team, to keep them safe with each battle we were faced with. In time they came to feel the same, our once shaky team became a family.

The few years were filled with funny moments and sad ones from losing friends along the way. My life had been as simple as it could be thrust into a war… That is until order 66.

Everything became messy back then. I ran away that day with Kanan as we fled from the clones we once called friends who were hunting us. I managed to get him somewhere safe before our paths parted. It meant what we wanted, the two of us with our only connections to our lives before and the Jedi. I had to leave the young Padawan, the only safest option to keep our identities hidden. I prayed to the force every night that he was safe as I continued to my journey to find my squad. To somehow reason with them… Months passed before I was able to track down my makeshift family.

When I found them in that dingy bar, I couldn’t stop the tears from falling. It was like the missing pieces in my heart were put back together. Hugs and greetings were made and I still remember the shock I felt when Tech gently wrapped his arms around me.

“It’s good to see you again General.”

It was no secret between the squad that I had a particular soft spot for the intelligent clone. It happened slowly through our days of war and the only thing to keep me from curling in on myself were long conversations with him of absolutely anything. Those moments were carried with me in my recent days of being alone.

“I am no longer your General.” I joked.

“Impossible. You will always be our general.” Was his simple reply.

I smiled into his armor, “I missed you to, Tech.”

It didn’t take long to relise that they were on the run from the empire as well. They told me about how they found out chips were implanted in the heads of every clone trooper forcing them to follow order 66. A heavy weight left my chest from hearing that it wasn’t truly them, but returned just the same thinking about all the poor clones out there who have to commit such atrocities… Then they told me about Crosshair and the feeling of pain only grew.

Though I did meet a new friend by the name of Omega. She was a sweet girl with a brilliant mind and I quickly took her under my wing. Absolutely no one would hurt this bright soul.

From that moment on we spent months chasing after adventures throughout the galaxy and working under Sid. Sid however, knew nothing of me being a Jedi and I’d like to keep it that way.

Everything was different, but not different in a bad way. Our family grew closer as we slowly learned what we could be apart from war. Tech and I grew closer, noticed by all especially Wrecker who seemed to tease Tech any chance he got. I still remember the first time I fully opened my grief to Tech.

It was just after Camino being destroyed, Crosshair staying behind once again for his beliefs, destruction surrounded us all. It was odd that it was in that moment that what we have lost hit me in an aching force.

“I can’t breathe.” The words barely got out as I held on one of the crates lodged in the back of the ship, “I can’t-”

Everything was shaking as if an earthquake was occurring in that very room. It wasn’t until later that I realized it was because of me and my heightened emotions causing an imbalance in the force.

“It is quite normal to be experiencing lack of breath do to an accelerated heart rate. By my calculations you are having a panic attack.”

“Tech.” I pleaded with the clone.

“I apologize… I’m afraid the only thing to stop your condition is to get your heart rate down.”

“How?” I cried out, a wooden crate crumbling into pieces on the other side of the wall.

I didn’t notice the way Hunter entered the room or Tech silently nodding at him to wait outside.

“Everything is gone! Our home is gone! My friends are… Crosshair… The Jedi… My master Secura. My force, Master Billaba didn’t deserve to die either! If only I had stayed to help her, but instead I ran. And your home didn’t deserve to be destroyed! Everything! Everything is just… Gone.”

“You are not gone. I am not gone.” He spoke softly, “Neither is Hunter, Omega, Wrecker, Echo, or Crosshair wherever he may be… And you didn’t run. You helped your friend’s padawan escape, you saved that kid.”

My breathing began to slow down as I took in his words. He was right in a way… We were not gone.

“As for our home is not gone either because a place doesn’t make a home-” He took a small breath, “We make each other a home.”

“Tech…” I spoke his name as soft as a gentle breeze.

“Your heart rate seems back to normal. How do you feel?” He asked.

I wiped the sticky tears from my face as I took a breath, “Better.”

I gave him a soft smile, one he returned.

I think that was the moment my heart began to beat a little faster for the tall trooper. He gave me a feeling that I have only ever felt before I was taken in by the council. When I was, but youngling held close to my mother’s side… A feeling of comfort and home.

My feelings only grew stronger from there as I slowly came to the terms that I was in love with Tech… A problem in and of itself and so here I was trying to solve my problems in a bucket of mantell mix.

“I don’t know what to do Hunter.” I sighed, “Jedi were forbidden to form any attachements… But I am no longer a Jedi under the council.”

“You could always just tell him.” He suggested.

“Have you met your brother? I can barely touch him without the poor man freaking out. Imagine just suddenly telling him I like him… He would go into shock! No, I need to do this slowly… Ease into it maybe?”

“That seems… Stupid.” He chuckled and I followed it with a sigh.

“It’s the only option I have. I don’t want to ruin our friendship by suddenly confessing and I don’t even know if he likes me back yet.” My shoulders slumped, “Oh my force, what if he doesn’t even like me back?”

“I highly doubt that.” Hunter muttered under his breath.

“Come again?” I asked not hearing him.

“Nothing.” Hunter shook his head as he stood up, “Why don’t you try openly showing how you feel and see if he returns it.”

My brows furrowed, “Like flirting?”

Hunter nodded, “Yeah. Although I think it’s stupid to not just admit your feelings, but it’ll give you confidence and when you feel comfortable to confess, do it.”

Wreckers voice echoed throughout the cantina signaling their arrival.

“Oh look who’s back.” Hunter smirked as he patted my shoulder as he left, “Good luck.”

I took a breath before sliding off my stool to greet the other half of our team. I slid in beside Tech, his eyes barely glancing up from his holopad.

“General.” He greeted with ease.

“Tech.” I mused as I carefully pushed the holopad down from where he had it so close to his face.

I could see the confusion and slight embarrassment in his eyes, “How was the mission? I have no doubt you handled it perfectly as you always do, yes?”

“Ah…” He trailed off and I could see his nervousness already starting to rise and I hadn’t even touched him yet.

It was honestly adorable in a way that embodies Tech. I waited patiently for his response in no means of retreating. He was just about to answer just as Omega wrapped me up in a hug.

“You wouldn’t believe the adventure we had!” She smiled as I returned her hug, “There was this huge sea beast and Tech whipped the ship so fast it we almost crashed into a cliff!”

“You what?” Hunter stepped in causing Omega to pull away from and towards him.

“I wouldn’t say crash. I had everything perfectly under control.” Tech intervened.

“Yeah!” She grinned.

“Tech crashing? I’d never believe that.” I glanced back up at Tech with a cheeky grin.

“Indeed.” Tech’s lips twitched upward slightly in return.

If anyone would ask me describe Tech’s eyes. I would say it felt like the warmest of hugs when he would wrap me into his gaze. I thought maybe… Just maybe…

We could be.

“Say… Do you want to go get something to eat?” I asked him hoping that he would agree and we could get some time alone.

“Oh I’m starving! But only if you’re cooking!” Wrecker boomed.

I couldn’t even be angry at the big teddy bear when he rubbed his stomach as if he hadn’t eaten in weeks. Even though I know fully well that they are because, I made them the food.

I let out a breathy laugh, “Well we should get going then.”

Our family was crazy messy and dramatic, but it was perfect… Until it wasn’t.

“Before you guys go I have another mission for you! It involves one of my informants.” Sid waved at us to follow her into her office.

As we walked by the bar, I grabbed my mantel mix and handed it to Omega so that she could have something to snack on before dinner.

“Thank you!” She accepted the treat, happily shoving a handful in her mouth and passing the box to Wrecker so he could eat.

“She’s going to turn into Wrecker with her eating habits.” Tech sighed.

“I don’t know… She has quite a bit of each of your personalities.” I smiled gently at him as we entered the office, “If it’s any consolation, I like your personality the best.”

He fixed his glasses nervously, “I am intelligent so it’s only natural that you would think so.”

“I wouldn’t see it any other way.” I replied.

“Well now that you’re all here, this is my informant.” Sid motioned to the chair and we all directed our attention to the beautiful woman sitting in it.

“The name’s Phee.” She grinned.

#star wars #star wars imagine #starwars #clone wars #bad batch #bad batch imagine #bad batch x reader #star wars x reader #tech x reader #tech x phee #tech x you #tech x y/n #bad batch tech #bad batch angst #clone trooper tech #tech angst #bad batch fluff

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kitchenisking · 11 months

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June Fic Rec❤️

Summer is almost upon us! its 40c degrees here and we are over heating. so lets enjoy the nice air conditioning and the amazing fics that these amazing author wrote! 😘

Daybreak by TheObsidianQuill - (Rating: Mature, Words: 70382, sterek)

"There . . ." Stiles swallowed and looked down at the bottle in his grasp as he slowly swirled the amber liquid inside. "There's really nothing left. For me. Everyone is . . . gone, and it feels like I haven't thought of tomorrow in years." His words rang in the air like a gunshot, he took another heavy drink. "I would trade every last breath I take to just have another shot—not even a guarantee, just a chance to make things right and bring back even one of them." -----

The pack was gone. He had nothing left. He had no one. With nothing to lose, Stiles puts everything on the line to go back in time to try to prevent the future from becoming his past. Broken, guarded, and haunted by his past, only one overgrown-pup of a wolf seems able to get past his defenses. Changing the future? Easy. Finding a place for himself in the Hale Pack? Impossible.

Not all treasure is silver and gold by princecharmingwinks - (Rating: Mature, Words: 26597, sterek)

Captain Derek Hale is on a mission and he needs a fearless crew. His betrothed has been kidnapped, his family lives in exile and he harbours a dangerous secret. Enter Lady Erica Reyes, the perfect Quartermaster to join the crew. Erica has her own reasons for needing to escape her seaside town. An abusive father with a suggested 'arrangement' has forced her to create her own future.

A Derek and Erica friendship on the high seas, all in the name of love and family. Because not all treasure is silver and gold.

monday i can fall apart but by friday i'm in love by tryslora - (Rating: Mature, Words: 5609, sterek)

It's just past five in the morning and Stiles is barely awake, wearing only sleep pants that hang low below his pregnant belly, and he can't get the damned brand new jar of decaf coffee open. But he has a neighbor, and he's too tired to think that waking someone else up at this hour might not be the best (or politest) of ideas.

Human Things by ChloeWeird (ChloeBYoung), SylvieW - (Rating: T, Words: 10542, sterek)

Stiles keeps running into Derek, and can't leave well enough alone.

if i'm not made for you, then why does my heart tell me that i am? by EvanesDust - (Rating: T, Words: 13076, sterek)

When Derek’s kids write out their Christmas lists, they insist he writes one too. Not long after it's deposited in Santa's mailbox, he's reunited with the man of his dreams.

Stiles.

Derek can't help but fall for him again. It's really too bad Stiles is so obviously taken.

...or the one where Derek’s a grump who makes assumptions about his pregnant omega neighbor.

Disposition by Tulikettu - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 56104, sterek)

Stiles has an itch. A kinky, kinda dirty itch he needs to scratch.

So why not go on the Internet and look for a complete stranger to scratch it?

Derek needs a partner for his rut.

What a coincidence.

I Didn't Know That I Was Starving (til I tasted you) by LadySlytherin - (Rating: Mature, Words: 4482, sterek)

Derek - who lives in New York with his older sister, Laura - is back in Beacon Hills, visiting his parents and younger sister for Christmas, when everything changes. Cora invites friends over while their parents are visiting other family, Derek drinks something he didn't know he shouldn't have, and things get a little out of control.

Misunderstandings abound, secrets are spilled, and in the end all it takes to find happiness is being brave enough to reach out with both hands and never let go.

The Rarest of Gems by Hedwig221b - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 26497, sterek)

"There, somewhere, a flower grows. Its curious petals reach in curiosity, but get burned in return. It craves a soothing touch, a lover’s kiss. It is the sweetest nectar, the brightest moonlight, the most alluring starry night. It is the rarest of gems. It is your mate, alpha Hale. But beware and haste, for the flower grows among the most vicious thorns, who can’t wait to tear it apart."

Strong Alpha, Strong Pups by Snare - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 7349, sterek)

Omegas are weak. Stiles is an Omega, but Stiles has magic. Stiles is strong.

Stiles is strong, so Alpha needs to be stronger. Strong Alpha, strong pups.

A Rocky Halloween by MichelleDWinchester - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 21830, sterek)

Stiles hasn't been back to Beacon Hills in a while, instead choosing to focus on his University work and internship. Now, however, Stiles is back in town for a bit of Halloween revelry with the Pack and if his risque outfit helps him discover whether or not Derek is even remotely interested in being more than 'just friends' or indeed simply Pack mates, then Stiles is all in!!

#stiles x derek #stiles stilinski #derek hale #sterek #fic rec #fanfic #fanfiction #kitcheniskingficrecs

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wildlife4life · 11 months

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WIP Wednesday

Tagged by @911onabc, @buddiearemydads, and @ebdaydreamer

So i've actually got two for ya'll today. First is from my a/b/o kidnapped mpreg Buck and the second is brand new, like just started writing it 30 minutes ago and its teen! Buck who comes to live with Maddie and Chimney, who is trying to find the balance of parenting (sort of) and friend, with the added trouble of fighter! Eddie who is two years older than Buck.

The car bounced under her as Buck threw in the last of their luggage. Neither of them knew how long they would be gone, so they essentially packed every item of clothing they owned, which really wasn’t a lot.

Maddie hadn’t been in L.A. for too long and acquired very little in that time. Buck had been living out of his suitcase and a duffle, but that was nothing new to him. Before coming to L.A., the omega was always ready to leave at a moment’s notice and since he still had yet to find his own place after leaving Abby’s, all Buck owned was now in the trunk.

Maddie’s eye roamed around the jeep, her jeep, the very same car that she gave to Evan to escape their parents. Stored away last year after purchasing his newer jeep, that he then sold alongside her car just yesterday. “Just to add to our nest egg.” Buck had explained after cashing the check and before she could even ask what vehicle they’re supposed to use now, the younger omega took her to a storage lot and revealed, the blue jeep.

Their freedom.

It was still in great shape, well taken care of. Well loved. “I wasn’t going to sell it, but I felt I had to move on from the kid that drove this jeep all over trying to find himself. Storing it away let me keep the last part of you I had and allowed to me to grow up.” Buck explained.

It was sentimental and smart. The jeep was the last car Doug would even think to look for, since he’d only seen the cars that were now going to a used car lot.

And here we have Chimney catching Buck (and Eddie) at the illegal fight club.

This was not hurt being covered by angry cries. This was a 16 old kid who had lied his ass off about a movie with friends, and instead was at an illegal fight club with a gravely injured fighter being attended to by Hen and Bobby. This was Buck putting his entire new life in L.A. in jepardy.

Buck’s mouth opened and close, and Chimney could see the half ass lie forming, “The truth Buck!”

The teens jaw clicked shut, hardening as his blue eyes flickered over to the scattered crowd of fighters, onlookers, and betters intermingled with police officers. He was looking for someone, Chim realized, and he followed the young man’s gaze, trying to find who he assumed was Buck’s partner in crime. Most of the people left were sleezy older men, scantily dressed women, and a mix of battered fighters. Then Chimney spotted him.

Hidden further back by a beat up two-door truck was a shirtless young man, late teens if Chimney had to guess, with large brown eyes darting around in worry and concern. He was slim, but in good shape, based on the lean muscles of his arms and defined abs. The guy was sporting a few bruises on his chest and his lip was busted open and swollen. Mix in the sweat and messy chestnut locks of hair, Chimney clocked him as one of the fighters. And when the young man’s eyes landed on him and Buck they narrowed in on Chimney with underlying threat and anger. This was who Buck was looking for.

In the corner of his vision, Chimney caught Buck shaking his head, and Chimney gave his attention back to girlfriend’s brother, “Did he bring you here?” he asked.

Tagging: @bekkachaos @elvensorceress @shortsighted-owl @thekristen999

#wip wednesday #two today!#911 fox #911 abc #911 fic #buddie #buddie fic #evan buckley #eddie diaz #maddie buckley #chimney han #a/b/o verse #doug is the worst #teen au #teen buck #fighter eddie #parent chimney sorta

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sparklyfaerie · 6 months

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My Legend of Zelda Fanfic Masterlist:

🔥 = Smut

Incarnations are noted for each fic.

⚠⚠⚠ All fics are ZeLink unless otherwise noted. ⚠⚠⚠

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Multichapter fics:

Just Rewards: BotW, Pre-calamity canon-divergence (Complete)

In another lifetime, they beat Calamity Ganon. In another lifetime, they won. In another lifetime, they lived Happily Ever After.

Restoration: Post-TotK 🔥 (Domestic fic, marriage and babies. Complete, contains spoilers)

In the peace that reigns after the chaos of the upheaval, Princess Zelda is returned to her normal, everyday life. With her new perspective, she has the opportunity to decide what comes next for her country, her community, and herself

Redesignation: Post-BotW 🔥 (Omegaverse fic, Alpha Link/Omega Zelda, Complete)

Zelda thought she knew who Link was, a hundred years ago—but the man who emerged from the Shrine of Resurrection is not quite the same one who went into it. There’s one key, fundamental difference; and it’s one that will redefine their relationship moving forward.

Ingénue: Post-TP/Post-BotW crossover 🔥 (Older TP Link/Younger BotW Zelda FWB fic, mind the tags, In Progress)

Link had merely been travelling through the countryside when the young woman had appeared before him in a shower of golden light. Introducing herself as a future Princess of Hyrule, he plans to do nothing more than show her the sights of Castle Town until the Queen finds a way to send her home. And then the night of the festival happens. (A story of sex, comfort, and companionship in lieu of love.)

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Series: Cold Comfort - BotW AU where Zelda and Link have a FWB-eque relationship pre-calamity

1. False Worship: 🔥

Really, what had her father expected? They are neither of them paragons of virtue, no matter how hard they try to give that impression. It had been inevitable that they’d be drawn to each other.

2. Precipice: 🔥

She doesn't want him to serve her tonight. She wants to debase herself, to prove that she's not the prize that the men back in the ballroom believe her to be. To take back some modicum of control in her life. She wants to keep him forever, wants to be able to touch him without fear that someone will see and take him away.

3. Catharsis: 🔥

After the defeat of Calamity Canon, Zelda and Link finally talk about what happened between them a century ago.

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Oneshots:

Shrine of Conception: 🔥 (Post-TotK. Fuck/Breed-Or-Die fic) After the events of Tears of the Kingdom, Link and Zelda come across a previously unknown sheikah shrine deep under Mount Hylia. Later, Link will reflect that they should have learned their lesson about exploring strange, undocumented underground caverns by now.

Sweet Home: 🔥 (Post-TotK. Contains spoilers) Their relationship is not as chaste as most assume; behind the veneer of the dignified princess and loyal knight, they are simply two young people in love.

String Along: (SS) She has mixed feelings about Hylia tying Link to her. On the one hand, she loves him more than anything. On the other, she's using his feelings for her to manipulate him.

Freefall: (SS) Flight is exhilarating. It’s the sensation of falling that scares her. Link loves the sensation of freefall; he says it feels like freedom.

Pink Heart: (SS) Why is there a letter for him in Zelda’s room? It’s not the one she sent him the morning of the Wing Ceremony—that’s still on his desk, where he’d left it when he’d gone to meet her. It also doesn’t have a little pink heart on the back.

Oblique: (TP) In which Zelda is obvious, and Link still manages to completely miss what's staring him in the face.

Euphemism: (aLttP) Princess Zelda's new husband must learn to speak the language of the nobility. Until then, he may miss a few key, important details.

Three's Company: 🔥 (Post-Totk with visiting TP Link - Threesome fic): “You’re asking me to let you have sex with another man.” / “No!” She hurries to assure him. “I’m asking you if you’d consider letting him join us. You and me.” / Or: That time Zelda accidentally summoned a hero from another age, and her curiosity got the better of her.

Origin: (TP) Link does not know where he comes from. He’d been discovered wandering the Faron Woods as a boy of perhaps three or four, mind utterly blank but for his own name. It doesn't matter to him so much these days; but sometimes, when he holds his children, he wonders. At least, he is determined, his children will never know that confusion.

Looking for another fandom?

#my masterposts #my fanfiction #zelink

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foxymoxynoona · 2 years

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Rereading Meadow and I just love Yoongi! I feel like he’d be really interesting to continue a story from (like if he had a prey s/o down the line). Also just how he reacted to bronwen’s reveal and getting her out of korea!! It would be interesting to read his POV of the situation bc he seemed v caring

This was so fun to write, I hope you like it!

Story: after Meadow Characters: Yoongi x OC Word count: 3k CW: language

Yoongi let out a long breath through his nose. For a moment he thought that if he just ignored it, the dogs would stop barking like crazy.

He always thought that. It never worked.

With a grumble in his chest no one was there to hear, he pushed up from his grandmother’s reclining chair he’d fallen asleep in. Growing up, she never let him sit in it, insisting it was an Omega’s Throne: just because it was soft leather that molded to your body and returned your body heat and reclined back just the right amount to let you drift off to a deep sleep like you were a baby in your mother’s arms.

But now Grandma was gone and the chair was his.

Not gone gone. Hawaii gone. Coming back… eventually. She hadn’t mentioned a date. She hadn’t bought a ticket. She’d just told Yoongi to “keep the place running, make yourself at home, and don’t wear out my chair.”

Well he was going to wear it out because she’d been gone for a year now and his ass had to sit somewhere comfortable after he spent all day taking care of her property. Not that he hadn’t been doing it before but it was different when he was living in it instead of just helping her when he noticed something or she asked. It was different when he was also in charge of her herd of dogs, some of which were not keen on recognizing his replacement authority yet. It was different when he didn’t really know what else to do with himself these days and so spent a lot of time just… sitting.

“Yaaa,” he shouted as he opened the back door. “What are you so loud for? There’s nothing to make a fuss about. Did a squirrel look at you wrong? Make peace with it. Your life will be better once you accept that the squirrels live here too. Squirrels have lived in this country long before domesticated dogs.”

He wasn’t sure if that was true but it didn’t matter. The dogs wouldn’t correct him. They were too busy barking, rejecting his plea for peace. It was late afternoon, not time to feed them yet, but maybe he should early to distract them. Their ‘intruder’ bark was going to give him a headache.

He rounded the side of the house and promptly froze. All six of them were circling the shed, the new one Yoongi had built a few weeks ago to replace the old falling down one that housed the lawn mower and leaf blower and snow blower and a rusty ladder and a bunch of old rakes and shovels, more than one household could possibly need, but Grandma said not to get rid of them because they might need them someday. As in, five people might all need a rake at the same exact moment. They didn’t agree about this but he missed having her here to argue with about it.

Yoongi would have teased the dog about chasing a chipmunk into the shed or something if it wasn’t immediately obvious what they were barking at. There, standing on top of the shed, nose raised and nostrils flaring, was An Animal.

What kind of animal? Yoongi didn’t fucking know. An animal. The most animal-looking animal he had ever seen. Briefly considering it was some kind of dog or cat was dashed because it obviously wasn’t; no tail, wrong ears, face too round. Not a fox or wolf, it was much rounder than that. It was kinda big but not huge. Beady dark eyes were hard to judge intelligence from but there was something in the way it stood on the top of the shed that looked like there was an insulted human behind the round snout.

That and the distinct aroma of women’s perfume lingering on the clothing littering the lawn.

Yoongi crossed his arms and looked at the trail –boots, a t shirt, a lightweight striped button shirt, and green canvas trousers, nothing fashionable, but a decent distance from the shed. It didn’t look destroyed, so either she’d stripped naked mid-flight or managed to twist out of her clothing as she shifted. He tilted his head and looked at the animal, trying to decide which it was, whether he believed her animal form would have torn the clothing or not.

Then he noticed the women’s underwear still in place on the animal’s ass. It was funny, and he couldn’t help the smile as he called to the dogs,

“All right all right, hush. It’s enough. I’ll handle this.”

A few of the dogs backed off but the rest only glanced over their shoulders. A few didn’t even bother with that, determined to handle this threat that he wasn’t capable of.

“All right,” he said, a little more loudly. Then let out a deep breath and ordered, “Heel.”

The good ones responded immediately. A few lingered but as the bulk of them raced to Yoongi to line up on either side of him, sitting like the well-behaved dogs Grandma pretended they were, the rest followed. No one wanted to be the least obedient.

“Yeah, I’ll tell Grandma if you don’t listen,” he added to the final stragglers.

Now flanked by this loud but whiny bunch, Yoongi called, “You. What are you? Uh… are you supposed to be a bear? You don’t look right.”

The animal’s ears twitched as it turned to face him. He could feel the annoyance, but from what he could tell there wasn’t a single dangerous trait to the animal. It didn’t even growl at him. It also didn’t look like it should be able to jump that high, so he motioned for the dogs to stay as he walked a slow circle around the shed. There he saw the closed trash barrels the thing must have used to vault its way up.

“Do you see this?” he called to the dogs. “Why didn’t you notice this? If she could leap up to the top of the shed, so could you!”

The animal on the roof slammed its front little paws down.

“Ya, you want your clothes back, I bet? Go get them then, I won’t stop you.” The animal remained where it was. Yoongi kept his arms crossed and wandered back to the clothes, calling over his shoulder as he stooped to pick up the pants, “You’re trespassing, you know. Good thing you’re quick. You must not be from around here or you’d know better than to wander onto someone’s property like that, but it’s no excuse. Everything’s marked. There are signs to read if you can’t smell. The dogs are pretty clear.”

Yoongi liked having the upper hand. He liked being calm in situations like this –it had served him well many times in life, particularly as he’d helped Jungkook and Enikö essentially overthrow the pack leader and fulfill the scheming his grandmother had been plotting in the background for longer than his lifetime. That had been fun. But that was done now, and while there were plenty of new projects in the work, plenty more rules to break and laws to make and norms to question and programs to organize, Yoongi had not quite found a use for himself in the new order of things yet. Grandma had left for Hawaii, claiming her work was done and it was time for a rest. Yoongi felt like he’d fallen between the cracks. He wasn’t ready to be done but where was he needed? Now he was someone whose highlight of the day was some random women wandering onto his property and turning into a fuzzy harmless animal on the roof of his shed.

“If you’ve dented my shed I’ll be really angry,” he said, aware he did not sound angry at all, and wouldn’t even actually be angry, because at least it would be something to do, hammering out the dents.

“I haven’t dented anything,” came the unexpected response. Yoongi spun, feeling once again that same shock he’d felt to see a deer in Jungkook’s apartment transform into a completely naked Bronwen.

Except this naked woman was staring down at him, arms crossed over her breasts, red panties a bright flash of color against her deep skin tone. Her long dark hair feathered out, messy from shifting and running. Heavy dark brows ran across dark eyes, no longer the unintelligent black beads of her animal but now bright and sharp. But still deeply annoyed with him.

“And I have a right to be here, your hounds were impossibly rude.” She had an accent, one he couldn’t place; not surprising, she didn’t look like someone you’d wander upon in South Korea. Aside from the fact she was fucking stunning, her Korean was studied but unnatural.

“This is private property.”

“Yes? So? Not yours.”

“Yes, mine.”

“Give me my clothes.” She kept one arm carefully placed but held the other out, as if he’d just toss them up to her. When he didn’t move, she huffed, “Stop ogling me and give them here.”

“You’re the one who stripped in my backyard,” he grumbled, mortified that she’d interpreted his hesitation that way. Obviously he wasn’t ogling her. It was just an odd sight to have on the roof of your shed. He turned to gather her clothes. The dogs whined and fidgeted but didn’t get up yet.

“Stay,” he told them. “Leave this to me.” He meant it to be impressive, his control over these dogs, but he wasn’t paying enough attention and suddenly the woman was beside him, snatching the shirt out of his hands.

“Turn around,” she ordered.

“I already saw,” he shrugged.

“Who are you?” she demanded, as if she had the right to do so.

“Hey, this is my property, who are you to ask me that?” he complained, turning without thinking. She had her back to him, bent over in just her bra as she snapped her pants. There was a poem or prayer tattooed on the back of her shoulder, ink dark and illegible.

“I am Professor Roxanne Singh,” she said, turning as she slid her arms through the button-up overshirt. She was still barefoot but otherwise put together and looked distressingly like the sort of woman Yoongi would usually avoid conversation with. He could not avoid this one. She was in his yard.

So he tried to play it cool and asked skeptically, “What are you?”

“A scientist.”

“I meant the thing that ran up my roof.”

Her brows pointed down towards her nose as she answered, “A capybara… you know what a capybara is. Are you joking? Everyone knows what a capybara is.”

“Never heard of it. Or you.”

“Well I’ve never heard of you either so I don’t know how you can stand there and accuse me of trespassing when I know for a fact this area of the forest belongs to Min Je-ni.”

“Yes and who is she to you?”

“Who is she to you?” the woman, Professor Roxanne Singh, scoffed, mirroring Yoongi’s position.

He decided the best way to get the upper hand back was with an answer this time, “She’s my grandmother.”

“Oh.” That seemed to work, the woman looked confused to learn this; her expression grew sulkier. “Well then do you know where the Korean Oo breeding grounds are?”

“The what? What did you just say?”

She looked impatient, and brushed past him to grab her bag from the ground. The contents were all spilled out, two granola bars devoured by whichever dogs had been more excited about a snack than worried about a threat. While Yoongi eyed the impatient line of pups to guess the guilty party, Professor Roxanne Singh stomped back to him and showed him a bad drawing of a bird on her phone.

“This. Have you ever seen this around here?”

“What is that? A child’s drawing–”

“Yes,” she interrupted him. “It is a child’s drawing. And Min Je-ni told me she has seen this bird here in this forest, a whole breeding ground of them.”

Yoongi didn’t know if that was true or not. The bird didn’t look familiar to him but he didn’t usually pay attention to birds anyway. He crossed his arms and tried to look like he knew what he was talking about.

“Why are you looking for this?”

“For science, that’s all you need to know.”

“I want to know more. You’re asking to go stomping around in our forest–”

“Your grandmother already gave me permission. The sooner you can point me towards the breeding grounds, the sooner I’ll be out of your hair.”

“Why do you need them? Why don’t you have a better picture of them?”

Professor Roxanne did not look pleased with the questions. Though, in fairness, he supposed she’d had rather a time of it.

“Because I don’t know if it even exists, this is the best I’ve got. If it exists, it’s believed to be related to the Mohoidae –a Hawaiian species of birds that went extinct in the 20th century.”

“Mohoidae,” Yoongi repeated, feeling the word out in his mouth.

“Hawaiian honeyeaters, although they aren’t actually honeyeaters but are an example of convergent evolution –but unfortunately the Hawaiian family is extinct and I’m looking for the Korean ones.”

“Which have never been recorded before.”

“Well maybe no one has properly looked,” she argued, tucking her things back into her bag. She crouched to get the things on the ground. Yoongi did too, helping her shovel them in.

“So you’re a…. A bird scientist.”

“Sort of.”

“Sort of?”

“I’m a– nevermind, it’s not important. Yes, I’m a bird scientist.”

“Who speaks Korean, even though you aren’t Korean.”

“I speak many languages, it’s not a big deal. It’s possible that due to your country’s insular practices for the past two hundred years, a number of extinct species or relations may actually be right here, and so I am here to look for them.”

“Specifically birds or other kinds too?”

“Some birds, some insects, a couple small animals if I get so lucky, do you want a list or are you just going to bother me with questions?”

He shrugged, “Well I need to know what we’re looking for. Why do you want to find them?”

“Why does anyone want to do anything?” she countered. “To preserve our planet and learn how to peacefully coexist with our animal neighbors. To undo some of the harm we’ve done to our planet.”

“Ah. I see.”

Her things restored, he lifted the bag for her and handed it over. She seemed slightly calmer now that she’d given her little speech and he hadn’t argued.

“All right, I’ll help you look for it.”

“What? I didn’t ask…”

“You’re just wandering through the forest. You came onto my land and the worst you had to deal with were my dogs but some of the other wolves out here aren’t as friendly. They won’t know what a um… whatever you are.”

“A capybara. Everyone knows them. They are beloved on the internet!”

“If you say so,” he shrugged, but he couldn’t help but smile now. She was smiling a little bit too. “At least I know it’s real, I saw one with my own eyes. I don’t know about those birds but we can look.”

“Are you really a wolf?” she asked, eyes narrowing. When he nodded, she admitted, “Min Je-ni did warn me that not all the wolves are friendly but she said it’s a very progressive pack. Are you an alpha? I’ve heard Korean alpha wolves are–”

He frowned and interrupted, “Do you want my help or not?”

“I do… but you should know I don’t care about alphas or omegas or anything like that so don’t bother trying to impress me with–”

“I’m not an alpha,” he interrupted. “I’m not trying to impress you. I don’t care. I could use some exercise.”

“Ok. Well… ok, then. If you’re really who you say you are.”

“Yeah, let’s call my Grandma and ask her, I want to make sure you’re who you say you are too. Poking around our property looking for fake birds…”

“I think I’d have a better cover story if I was doing something nefarious.”

That made him grin as he admitted, “That could be true. Unless this is part of your grift.”

“Grift!”

But now he was amused and turned towards the house, ordering, “Come on, I’ll make tea while we call my grandmother. You can help me feed the dogs.”

“I’m… not a big fan of dogs?”

“You just need to get to know them. They are beloved on the internet!”

“I take it back, I believe you that you’re related to Min Je-ni,” she suddenly decided.

“Yeah and I believe she sent a cryptid hunter to our forest without telling me,” he admitted. Always scheming, Grandma. You wanted to engineer a meet-cute with this woman? Damn, maybe he’d been watching too many K-dramas.

“I’m not a– I am a scientist!”

“Come on, tea, or I’ll leave you to the dogs.”

“You didn’t even tell me your name.”

“Ya, it’s Min Yoongi. Spell it right so you can credit me when we find your cryptid birds.”

Maybe it wasn’t a meet-cute his grandmother had sent him. Maybe it was something to be curious about. Something to give him a purpose, a place again. Something to get his ass out of her chair.

“Birds, huh?” he squinted at the forest. “All right, let’s learn about birds, I guess.”

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How to tame a wolf - Chapter 10

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Paring: Wolf!Levi x Fem!Bunny!Reader

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Genre and tags: wolf Levi, bunny reader, fluff, cute, talk of mates, being in love, flustered Levi, cute, healing, cuddles, finding justice, plot development, finding something out, relationship talks, future talks.

Concept: You and Levi work together to get information out of the cultist, but you only get more concerning information. After six months of healing up, you and Levi are over a year in of your relationship. You both go to a wolf alpha and omega meeting where you have to go in your animal forms, while there you and Levi discover something life-changing and are both happy about it.

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Levi hurried around his office at work as you lay curled up on his sofa with your arm and leg bound up. After the adrenaline had gone, you had trouble moving your fingers a little. So, Levi had to take you to the hospital and you had to have surgery to fix your arm and hand. He felt his heart hurt when he looked at you. He felt like he’d let you down as your protector. So many things had happened to the two of you. He’d bonded to you and the shop was burned down while you were gone. You lived with Levi and helped him out as much as possible as you both planned out how to change your new shop, but the serial killer case slowed things down. You then saved Mason and got hurt and your doctors gave you six months to get better. You both had your bonding night anniversary coming up.

You shifted and woke up to see Levi crouched in front of you, looking worried. “Honey?”

Levi whined a little in response. “I’m worried about you.”

“I’m okay.” You sat up and hummed. “I think I can move my fingers a bit better.”

“Good, but don’t push yourself.”

You kissed Levi. “Promise.”

He sighed. “I’m sorry I have you locked up in my office, but I just need to keep you safe. After your attack…” He welled up a little. “I can’t lose you, bunny.” He put his head on your lap and cried. “I can’t!”

You placed your hand on the back of his head and petted him. “I can’t lose you either. You’re my everything.”

Levi looked up at you with tears in his eyes. “I know you’re okay, but what if there’s a next time? What if I’m not there? I have to keep you close at all times.”

You cupped his face. “I love you and I’ll do as you ask.”

Levi yanked you into his arms and pulled you off the sofa. He held you close and caused you to straddle him. He held you so tightly. “I love you too. I love you so much.” He kissed you over and over with such passion it bruised both your lips. “I’m scared. I’m actually scared. I’m this strong wolf and people tell me I am, but I just feel so helpless seeing you hurt.” He gulped hard. “And seeing you get worse…”

You lifted your hand and wiggled your fingers a little. “I’m okay, see?”

He kissed your fingers. “I know.” He looked to his office door to see Armin. “What?”

Armin bowed. “Alpha. The guy is not talking.”

“Tch, damn cultist.”

You stood up. “I have an idea.”

Levi shot to his feet with a sinking feeling in his gut because he knew what you were going to suggest. “Bunny…”

You held his hands carefully. “I’m a God, right? He’ll talk to his God.”

“I don’t think this is a good idea.”

You kissed Levi. “Then how about him talking to his gods?”

Levi’s brow raised. “The white rabbit and the black wolf…you’re right.”

“He’ll talk to us.”

Levi walked with you with Armin following. “We’ll deal with him, Armin. He’ll talk to us.”

Armin stopped by the interrogation door. “Yes, Alpha.” He opened the door. “We’re all ready and waiting.”

Levi walked into the room to see the bruised-up cultist sat meditating as if nothing was wrong. “Tch, scum.”

The cultist looked up at Levi. “The great black wolf. It is an honour.” He saw you behind Levi. He fell off his chair and dropped to his knees before bowing. “The great white rabbit! Forgive me! I hurt you and it was wrong of me! I had no idea that you did not like the cat as an offering. I will do better.”

You walked closer. “I don’t want an offering. I don’t want people to die for me.”

The cultist raised their head a little. “But our leader, the main priest says that you wanted it.”

“I don’t! I stopped you from killing someone because I didn’t want it.”

He frowned. “Our priest cannot be confused. He’s led us well so far.” He started shaking as panic set in. “This is…he said…but…”

Levi pulled you close. “I don’t want the offerings either. I’m supposed to be at her side, correct? I don’t want the offerings to be made.”

“This isn’t right!” He screamed and gripped his head. “Our priest! He didn’t listen to our god! Our god isn’t happy!”

You walked closer to the man. “Who is your priest? Tell me who it is so I can punish them.”

He kept screaming. “It’s all wrong!”

You looked at Levi. “Levi?”

He grabbed the cultist and slammed him against the wall with such force he dented it. Levi snarled at the terrified man. “Tell us, right now!”

The cultist shook. “I don’t know. He always wore a mask.”

Levi dropped the man and sighed. “Useless.”

You nibbled your lip. “Why are you doing this? What’s your goal?”

The cultist smiled. “We worship you both. We’re waiting for the rabbit and wolf moon, it’s when you both met originally in your first life!”

“Then what?”

He placed his hands on his stomach. “You will conceive a child of greatness, or give birth to a child. If it’s conceive, you two will mate in front of all your followers. If it’s birth, then you will bring the child into this world in front of your followers.”

Levi yanked you close. “Tch, you want to use her like that!?”

“You’ll be together. We don’t want anyone else to give you a child but the black wolf.” He frowned. “Though our priest seems interested in giving you a child too if the wolf does not comply.”

Levi moved you back. “Disgusting. Let’s go. You’ll never see her again. You hurt her and you want to keep hurting her.”

The cultist crawled over to you. “Forgive me! Forgive me for hurting you!”

Levi picked you up before you were grabbed. “Don’t you dare try and touch her!”

“Please! I need forgiveness! PLEASE!”

Levi carried you out of the room as the man screamed. “Let’s get going.”

You hugged Levi tightly. “What do we do now?”

Levi squeezed you. “We go home.”

“Levi?”

He smiled at you. “We go home.”

You nuzzled the crook of his neck. “Okay.”

Levi carried you to his car and put you in. He drove to a fast food place and grabbed things for you and him. He took you home and got you your meds before wrapping you up and leaving you on the sofa. “It’s getting cold.”

You hummed. “Yeah. I like the winter. Does it snow much here?”

“It does.” He gave you your food. “Enjoy.”

You devoured the food and hummed. “So good.”

Levi stared you down. “So, about what was said.”

You gulped your food down. “I’m not pregnant if that’s what you’re asking.”

“I…how do you know?”

You smiled at him. “I take one every month.”

Levi’s brows raised. “Really? Is that because of the whole being really fertile?”

You nodded. “Yeah, it’s normal for me to do it.”

Levi shuffled closer. “So, no pups?”

You looked at his cute wide-eyed sad look. “No pups.” You giggled as Levi whined at you. “Aww, it’s okay.” You petted his head as he nuzzled against the side of your breast. “We’ll have pups, I promise.”

Levi sniffed you and hummed in happiness. His tail thumped against the sofa as excitement filled him. “Pups.” He looked up at you. “Can we have pups?”

You nodded. “Yes.” You squealed when he pounced on you and slammed you against the sofa. “Wait!” You laughed as Levi gazed at you. “Not yet.”

He whined. “Okay.”

You fussed him. “I know you want to play, but no pup-making.”

Levi rested his chin on your chest and whined. “But pups.”

You hummed a laugh. “I know, but the cult wants us to have pups.”

“They want us to have pups, or to make a pup in front of them.”

You shivered. “Kind of weird.”

“Mm.”

You frowned a little. “Levi?”

He huffed a bit. “I don’t want people to watch me, but I would maybe like to try mating with a mirror. I umm…want to open you wide as you ride me so I can see. I want us both to look in the mirror as you do reverse cowgirl.”

You blushed. “That sounds really good.”

“You want to try?”

You nodded. “I do. I think it’ll be fun.”

Levi growled at you. “Me too.”

Levi growled in annoyance. “Tch, damn it!”

You walked over to Levi and hugged him from behind. “What’s wrong?”

He sighed and showed you an invite. “It’s the annual get-together for alphas and omegas. We meet up and take our mates.”

“Oh, really?”

He nodded. “We go to this special changing room when we get there, then we turn into our animal selves and just talk and get to know each other as our wolf selves and our partners.” He let out a long sigh. “They like me to go because I have the biggest pack.”

You hugged his arm. “When is it?”

“Tonight. It’s being held in this city.”

You smiled. “Why don’t we go?”

Levi blushed. “Well, I worry.”

“About what? You embarrassed to be seen with a rabbit?”

He gasped in horror. “No! Never! I’m just worried about the cult and you’re a rabbit walking into a wolf’s den. There’s going to be a lot of wolves and I just worry about you.”

“I’ll be fine.”

He hummed a little and looked it over. “But bunny…”

You kissed his cheek over and over. “It’ll be fun. You get to show me off.”

He smiled a little. “I do.” He hummed in thought. “Okay, okay, we’ll go.”

You jumped up and down. “Yay! I’ll get something nice on for me to arrive in.”

Levi chuckled as you ran off. “I’ll get a nice suit on then.”

You threw your clothes off and pulled on some nice underwear. “I’m actually matching.”

Levi smiled at you. “I like it when you wear odd underwear.”

“Thanks, but this event is special, so I have to look the part.”

“Honey, I don’t think they care about underwear.”

You ran over to your dresses. “Levi, you don’t understand how judgemental some ladies are.”

He frowned a little. “Must be tough being a lady.”

You pulled your dress on. “It’s hard, but there are good people and bad on all sides. I’m just happy I have good friends.”

“Me too. I want you to be safe and happy.”

You turned your back to Levi. “Thank you. Zip me?”

Levi stared at your back and growled. He ran his hands over your back. “Sure.” He nuzzled the crook of your neck and inhaled. “Delicious.”

“Levi, I don’t hear my dress being zipped up.”

Levi gulped and pulled back before zipping your dress up. “Done.”

“Thank you. Could you pull my tail out? It’s stuck.”

Levi put his hand through your tail hole and pulled your tail through. He purred and massaged it a little. “Tail.”

You wiggled your tail in his hand making him laugh. “You love my tail, don’t you?”

Levi nodded. “You have a scent gland there and it makes me feel good inside.”

You turned around and faced Levi. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him. “Now, do you want to do the honours of unbinding my arm?”

He lifted you up and carried you to the kitchen. He sat you on the counter and unwrapped your arm for you. “Looks good.”

You nodded. “Only a few scars. Can’t believe it’s been six months since the attack.”

He kissed each scar and hummed. “My poor bunny.”

“I’m okay.”

He sighed. “I know, but poor bunny.”

You giggled. “I’m all better now thanks to you. So, party?”

Levi lifted you off the counter and called for a taxi. “We’ll get to drink if we get a taxi there.” He led you outside to the autopilot car. He sat in the front with you and tapped in where you wanted to go. “Don’t leave my side, okay?”

You nodded. “I’ll stick with you, I promise.”

“Good.”

You snuggled up to Levi and hugged his side. “It’ll be fun.”

He sighed. “I just hope people are nice to you.” He gulped hard. “I’m the only wolf to not have a wolf mate.”

You squealed in delight. “You’re special!”

He smiled. “Yeah, I am.”

You kissed his cheek a lot. “Super special.”

Levi hummed as he felt love fill him. “I am.”

“You’re the best boy in the world.”

“I am!”

“You’re the best lover, best mate and best alpha.”

Levi pounced on you and showered you in kisses. “That’s me! I’m so good!”

You laughed as he covered you in kisses. “I love you, Levi.”

He looked down at you with a smile and his tail wagging. “I love you more than anything.”

You looked at the car as it beeped. “Oh, we’re here.”

Levi climbed off you and helped you out of the car. “Alright, we’re here now.”

You walked with him to the grand entrance. “Wow.”

Levi sighed. “Alpha Levi Ackerman and his mate” Levi smiled as he said your name “Ackerman.”

You blushed. “That’s right, I’m bonded to you so I’m your wife.”

He nodded. “That’s right.”

The attendant nodded. “Got you here.” She handed over a keycard. “Here is your room key. Just head there and change. You’ll also be staying in the room for the night. We’ve given you the penthouse as you are our alpha.”

“Thank you.”

You gasped as Levi walked with you inside. “The penthouse?”

He hummed. “They make a big deal over me. I’m a simple man.”

“But rich.”

He blushed a little. “Yeah.” He pressed the button in the lift for his floor. “At least everything is easy access for when we are our animal forms.”

You nodded. “You’re right.”

Levi looked over at you. “You look stunning by the way.”

You blushed a little. “Thank you. You look incredible in your suit.”

Levi slipped his hands on your hips and tugged you close. He kissed you and moaned in delight. “You taste good today.”

You giggled. “Well, there’s a reason for that.” You pulled him out of the lift and into the penthouse. “Pretty.”

Levi hummed and looked around. He glanced at you. “Hey, bunny? When is your next pregnancy test?”

You blushed a little. “Tomorrow, why?”

He ruffled his hair. “Well, you taste different and smell nicer.”

You slipped your shoes off and grabbed a drink. “Well, I think I’m close to my cycle of very high fertility.”

He hummed. “You smell different than normal.”

You grabbed a drink. “I’m not pregnant.”

He took the drink from you. “No alcohol.”

You huffed. “Levi.”

He kissed you. “Please.”

You nibbled your lip. “I understand.”

He put the drink down. “I know you don’t think you are and maybe it’s because you don’t want to be pregnant-.”

“Levi, that’s not-.”

He held his hand up. “I get it. It’s expected of a rabbit to make lots of little ones. I understand you’re scared and you want to be different, you want to be a rabbit others look up to, you want to be different. I know how much you hate your body, how fertile it is and how you have to take so much medication to combat it. I know how you hate how people just see you as a country bumpkin baby-making thing.” He blushed and held your hands. “I see you as this beautiful mate. You’re an incredible woman to me. You worked so hard to make your Ramen Warren. You fought against all odds. You fought against people’s idea of what a rabbit person is. You’re so strong, stronger than you think you are.” He pulled you close. “You are beyond beautiful to me. I know it’s hard, really hard for you. I can’t imagine how hard things are for you.” He tapped his forehead against yours. “I adore you. You’re my everything. I love you so much and I would like little ones, but if you don’t then I’m okay with it. I’ll get the snip.”

You welled up. “Levi.” You jumped into his arms. “Levi!”

He held you tightly. “I love you. I love you so fucking much. I know this is a hard subject for you. Please, tell me what you would like. I’ll do anything you ask of me.” He dropped to his knees before you and looked up at you. “Anything you say, I’ll do. If you told me to leave you alone and never touch you again, I would. If you told me to rot in hell, I’d do everything I could to do that. If you wanted to put a collar on me and treat me like a weak pet, I’d do that.”

You dropped to your knees and hugged Levi tightly. “I would never ask you to do any of those things!” You cupped his face. “I love you. I love you so much. You are my everything. You protect me and love me so deeply and dearly.” You kissed him and hummed in delight. “I want kids with you. I really want kids with you. I want them so badly, but I am so scared and worried about everything and I’m scared I won’t be a good mother, that it’ll hurt a lot, that I won’t give you good pups, that I can’t give you a bunny, that I might be weak.”

Levi held you tightly against his chest. “You’ll be incredible as a mother. You are stronger than you think and make healthy pups.” He nuzzled against your face. “It’s okay if we don’t have a single bunny.”

“Are you sure?”

He looked at your cute pleading look. “Oh, I’m very sure.”

You smiled softly. “I’m glad you’re okay with it.”

Levi watched you get up and go to the bathroom. “Where are you going?”

You blushed a little. “Toilet. I’m also going to do a test.” You showed him your purse. “I always keep a test on me.”

“O-Oh.”

You gulped hard. “I-I’ll be right b-back.” You paused a moment. “I umm…hope it’s positive.”

Levi’s tail wagged fast. “M-me too!”

You walked in and went to the bathroom and used the test. You left the bathroom and held the test in both hands as you stared at the analyser. “Mm, it’s taking a while.”

Levi ran over. “It is!?”

You nodded. “Means I am and it’s determining something.”

“Something?”

You blushed bright red. “H-How many. Remember? I warned you that having just one isn’t normal for my kind.”

Levi held your upper arms. “So?”

You nibbled your lip and saw the results. You gasped at the results. “T…t…twins…”

Levi gasped and looked down at the test to see it said pregnant with twins. “Ah…we…we did it!”

You nodded. “We did.”

He hummed in thought to try and work out when it happened. The bonding mark with you happened just over a year ago. You came back and your place had burned down. You worked with Levi to design a new place over the months as he kept you close. Then the attack happened with Mason and your arm. It took about six months for you to heal up fully and here you were. He couldn’t believe a year had gone by. It seemed so small of a time with so much happening. You’d celebrated birthdays together, but you both didn’t want to make a massive deal over your birthdays. It then clicked in his head what it was. The anniversary of getting the bond. You both had made love and it had lined up with an extra fertile day for you.

You giggled. “Our anniversary.”

Levi nodded. “Yes.” He smiled softly. “So much time has gone by since we bonded. I’m sorry six of those months were of you healing and learning to use your hand again.”

You bounced up and down. “I’m okay. I’m happy with you and I’m in love.”

He smiled softly. “Me too.” He kissed you softly. “I promise you this next year together will be better.”

You smiled. “I know it will be.”

He held you. “I’m sorry you’re expecting so early.”

“It’s not upsetting. I’m excited. Plus, this was expected anyway. We both knew that when we got together as a couple, it was only a matter of time before my contraception gave up.” You giggled. “I’m shocked it took a year.”

Levi pouted hard. “I tried hard.”

You laughed. “I know, but we both had contraception. I’m impressed actually. We managed to get me pregnant even though we were both protected.” You put your result in your purse. “We should get going.”

Levi blushed when your clothes dropped and you hopped out as a white rabbit. “Cute.” He eyed your eyes and loved how you looked like you have black eyeliner on. “So cute.”

You hummed a laugh. “Come on Levi.”

Levi’s clothes dropped to the floor. He stepped out of his suit and shook hard. “Ah, better.”

You hopped right up to Levi and leaned up on your back legs and licked Levi’s snout. “Handsome.”

He lay on the floor with his tail wagging fast. “Thank you. Oh, hop on my back. You have precious cargo.”

You giggled and hopped onto his back and wiggled a little into his fur and placed your front paws onto his head. “Ready.”

Levi trotted out of the room and into the lift. “Could you press the floor?”

You leaned over and pressed the button with your paw. “Got it.” You sat back on him. “I’m excited.”

“What do you think about names?”

You pressed your face against Levi’s head and hummed in thought. “Well, I don’t know if we have two girls, two boys or a boy and a girl.”

Levi gasped. “A boy and a girl would be great.”

You hummed as he trotted to the main hall. “That would be great.”

“So, we’ll be having pups?”

“Yes.”

He hummed. “No chance of a bunny?”

You giggled. “Maybe. It’ll be rare, but not something I’ll rule out.”

“Okay.”

“Levi!” A big golden wolf bounded over with a feminine voice. “Leviiii!” She skidded over to a stop. “Hi! I’m so glad you made it!” She paused and sniffed the air. She tilted her head and spied you on his back. “A rabbit?”

Levi hummed. “She’s my mate.”

She gasped. “Wait, an alpha like you mated with a rabbit!?”

“Yes, you have a problem with that?” He growled at her. “I’ll rip you apart if you do.”

She walked closer and sniffed you. “You are so pretty!”

You gasped. “R-Really?”

Her tail started wagging. “You are beyond adorable! Levi, show her off more!”

Levi growled. “No.”

“Come ooon!”

Levi walked away. “Stop bothering us.”

You hummed a little. “Levi, you could have been nicer.”

“I don’t want them sniffing around my pregnant mate.”

You sighed. “Levi.”

He sat in a corner of the room. He turned his head and bit the scruff of your neck. He put you down in front of him. “Do you want anything? I could get you a drink.”

You nuzzled his fluffy chest. “I’m okay, daddy.”

Levi’s fur puffed up at the name and his tail started wagging. “Th-that sounds good.”

You wiggled your tail as you looked up at him. “Or would you prefer dad?”

“I like both.”

“Well, then we’ll get the pups to use both. They’ll call you dada first.”

He lay down and whined as he wagged his tail. “I love that.”

You giggled. “I think it suits you well.”

“Mama, mummy, mum.”

You licked his cheek. “I love them.”

“Levi!” Four wolves walked over, the one leading them was a grey wolf. He sat down and looked at you. “That a white rabbit?”

Levi put his paw on you and moved you close. “Go near her and I rip you apart.”

You peered around Levi and introduced yourself. “I’m mated to Levi.”

The grey fox gasped. “Really? That’s wonderful.” He leaned closer. “You are a beautiful thing. You smell so nice too. It’s nice to see progression and you two are the start of it all.” He hummed a laugh. “You are just so pretty!”

His mate giggled. “She’s a darling! This city is really progressing.”

A male dark brown wolf hummed. “You make a good match. You smell so good. Who knew rabbits were so desirable?”

The cream-coloured mate next to him sighed. “You thinking of leaving me for a rabbit?”

He chuckled. “No, my love. You’re my bonded mate, my everything.”

You gasped. “Bonded mates really are respected, huh?”

The grey nodded. “That’s right. Bonding is for life and we don’t just bond with anyone, we only bond with those we love and care about deeply.”

“So cute. Ah, I feel so small compared to you all. I kind of thought you’d be mean and hate on me, which would upset Levi. I really don’t want Levi to be upset.” You snuggled up to Levi as everyone awed at you. You were a little embarrassed and flustered by the fuss being made about you. “Levi.”

Levi whispered to you as everyone talked about you. “Are you okay?”

You whined. “This was fun, but I’m kind of…I don’t like the fuss being made about me.”

“Do you want to go back to the room?”

You sighed. “We came here to meet others.”

“We don’t have to stay. Besides, you’re carrying twins and you need to rest.”

You wiggled a little and moved closer to him. “Okay, let’s go back.”

He bit your scruff and lifted you. “Come on.”

You blushed and whined as Levi carried you past wolves asking questions about you and awing over how pretty you were. “Levi?”

Levi ran to the lift and lifted you up. “Press.”

You pressed the button as wolves ran closer. “Ah! Levi!”

He pulled back as the doors closed in time. “We’re safe.” He sat and sighed. He put you down. “Sorry about that. I didn’t think they’d go so crazy for you.”

“I wasn’t expecting it either.”

He smiled softly. “Well, I’ll keep you safe. I will always strive to keep you safe.” He picked you up and carried you inside the penthouse. He put you down and turned into his normal self and locked the door. “We should be safe.”

You turned into your normal self and wrapped up in the hotel dressing gown and slipped on the free slippers as well. “Comfy.”

Levi walked past you naked and pulled on his set. “Do you want to try anything? We got this place free.”

You walked outside to see a jacuzzi. “Ooow, naked jacuzzi time. Could you order some room service?”

Levi nodded and tapped on the machines. “Foods coming.”

“Great!”

Levi waited by the machine as you slipped into the water. He grabbed the tray and walked over to you. “Drink up and eat.”

You grabbed your drink and sipped. “So, about me having pups.”

“Hmm?”

You blushed a little. “Do…do I have to change my diet?”

He nodded. “A little. You’ll need more protein.”

“That’s okay!”

He kissed the side of your head. “I’ll take good care of you. We’ll keep the pups quiet due to the cult.”

You nodded. “I was going to suggest that. Just until the cult is dealt with.”

“I’ll stop them. I promise.”

You hugged Levi. “I know you will.”

#aot levi #levi ackerman #levi #snk levi #fanfic #aot fanfiction #levi fanfiction #levi x you #levi x y/n #aot x you #captain levi #levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman x you #levi ackerman fluff #levi ackerman x y/n #wolf au #wolf levi #jelly fanfics

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SteveTony Weekly - May 29

Happy Sunday!! Here’s what I’ve been reading this week. As always, leave your fic authors some love if you read and enjoy their stories!

**Indicates my recent favs

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D.P. by tsukinofaerii

Do not leave important questions to text messages. Rhodey and Tony learn the hard way.

These days, they say 'making sandwiches' (or, Ooops!) by dorcas_gustine

Cap and Tony are just giant saps. Mostly Cap.

T is for Thong by Elspethdixon

Naked might actually have been slightly less distracting. Tony was… almost wearing… a tiny, tight scrap of red fabric that most definitely didn't hide anything.

Keep Your Gloves On by tsukinofaerii

"Why do you keep making passes at me?" Steve tries to help Tony out and gets a bit more than he bargained for. Tony just likes the uniform.

Yours, As Always by j_gabrielle

Yours, as always. Nothing else but that. Completely and utterly impersonal, devoid of any and all emotional connotations. In a way, Anthony admires that of his husband.

Procrastinate Your Divorces by BromocresolGreen

"I mean, yeah, but after a while it was just easier to be married, 'cause like, the financial aid to start with, and now my insurance covers his psychologists, and he's been filing our taxes together since then— alright, laugh it up, Tony. My life is a comedy,"

And Let Me Kiss You by allourheroes

The picture is in the paper, big and bold and in everyone’s face.

Iron Man. Captain America. In suits and locking lips under a white arch, an officiant behind them.

It's official, then: The world has gone crazy.

***I Whisper Your Name on Each Star I See Falling by JezebelGoldstone, littleblackbow

The day Natasha first told Steve her idea, he never would have dreamed that her fool notion would land him here: watching the train roll into the station and trying to wrap his mind around the fact that somewhere in there is the man who agreed to marry him.

Steve, an alpha farmer living outside a small town in the Rockies who doesn't want to admit how lonely he is, has been exchanging letters with omega Tony for nearly a year. When at last Tony arrives in Big Eden, Steve is confronted with the fact that he doesn't know Tony as well as he thought he did - and falls for him harder than a landslide anyway.

How Sweet A Kiss Can Be by FestiveFerret

It was a Friday night, and the tips were really rolling in. If Steve slowed down and took his time for the camera, if he teased or set up the tip-controlled vibrator, he could make bank doing his show on a night like this, but all he could think about was his date with StarkNakedGenius - Tony - the next day.

Gimmie Something Sweet by FestiveFerret

"So. Um." Steve scrambled for small talk. "What do you do?"

There was the slightest of pauses, then Tony said, "I'm a sugar baby."

Steve rushed through his memories of a hastily read modern slang dictionary but that one wasn't in it. "Oh. I'm sorry. I'm not sure what that is."

Tony leaned in a little closer, his trim-fitted suit creasing around the curve of his hips. "I have a few lovely, well-off gentlemen who give me money," Tony explained, "and I give them sugar."

The reality of what Tony was talking about hit Steve in the face like a truck. "Oh. Oh. Wow."

Don't get your panties in a twist by S_Horne

“And,” Tony continued, twisting his fingers through the hairs at Steve’s nape, “you should take a better look at my pocket-square.”

Steve’s brow furrowed and he looked down at the small piece of material sticking out of Tony’s blazer pocket. “It’s nice? A bit plain, but very smart. I had thought I put out a blue one for you, though?”

Tony’s grin grew wider. “They’re not actually that plain,” he said, eyes sparking with mischief. “And I wasn’t feeling the blue. Didn’t go with the evening.”

“They?” Steve asked, frown lines becoming more prominent. “It, surely.”

“No,” Tony said, taking one hand off Steve’s neck as he stepped back again. When he had room, Tony reached down to his pocket-square, already feeling a rush of lust spike through him. “I meant they.”

Pulling his hand back up between them, Tony revealed that his pocket-square was actually a pair of black, lacy panties.

The Unlikely Wingman by Sineala

Clint doesn't see why he should have to follow Captain America's orders. But he also doesn't see why Captain America should have to sit around looking miserably lonely, either.

Bearing an Untold Story Inside by Skeeter_110

There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you. Peter Rogers always knew Steve was his Papa and that it was just the two of them, but that’s about as far as his knowledge went when it came to their immediate family. Until one day, he gets an assignment about DNA. After that, the truth quickly begins to unravel and reveal itself, not only to him but to his slowly growing family also.

Love is a Cat-astrophe by BladeoftheNebula

There were plenty of reasons for him and Tony not to be together.

Steve just never expected to be cockblocked by a cat

welcome to new york by meidui

In which the Avengers live together and hide their superhero identities from each other, until they don't.

Make Me Forget? by SetInStony

Tony is stressed out about the Annual Stark Industries Gala, and asks Steve to make him forget after. Steve of course agrees, and maybe the fact that he feels jealous helps too...

dreaming through the decades by theappleppielifestyle

“S-soulmates aren’t supposed to share dreams until they’re teenagers.”

“Teenagers,” the boy repeats after a moment, like Tony had just spoken another language.

“We’re too young,” Tony tells him. “I’m- I’m only eight.”

“Me, too,” the boy says. His face keeps flickering from hope to something like fear. He takes an uncertain step forwards, but stops when Tony’s back becomes even more rigid. “I’m Steve Rogers.”

Tony opens his mouth but nothing comes out. He swallows, says, “I’m Tony.”

Flock Together by Captain_Panda

It's a hard knock life for a feather-plucking cockatoo.

When Tony meets a barn owl who lives outside a cartoonist's residence, he realizes maybe it's not such a cold, unfeeling universe, after all.

Yup: it's bird!Stony time.

Ride With the Moon in the Dead of Night by iam93percentstardust

The wards protecting the Upper New York pack are failing. When the pack alpha, Nick Fury, calls for aid, only one person answers: the vampire Howard Stark, promising the aid of his son. In return, he asks that his son be accepted into the pack. Fury promises that his strongest alpha will be given to Stark's son in marriage. Neither Steve nor Tony are initially pleased about this turn of events but they find themselves quickly falling in love. But not everyone is happy to allow a vampire into the pack and there is a traitor lurking in their midst.

waiting on my soldier by Areiton, BladeoftheNebula

Here, it feels like anything is possible, like he could ask for the world and actually get it.

It’s that, more than anything, that makes him ask, “Can I write to you. When I’m gone? I don’t--I have Bucky and Ma, but I’d sure love to have a pretty omega like you waitin’ on my letters.”

Tony leans into him a little heavier, and squeezes his hand as the sun begins to rise, and paint the sky purple and pink. “Yes,” he says simply.

Flyboy by autoschediastic

"With wild and crazy abandon," Tony said, and grabbed him around the waist to yank him close like a black and white picture hero. "Hold on tight."

living in a daydream by ohjustpeachy

"What are you staring at?" Tony asks through a mouthful of ice cream. Steve's been eyeing him across the wooden picnic table every few minutes and it's ... distracting. "Something on my face? Just tell me, snow cone."

Or, 5 times tony caught steve staring at him

the title is from the harry styles song daydreaming <3

A Million Stars by kaesaria

Bucky can't let the words out. Tony can't hold them back. Apathy, anger and insomnia: the road to recovery is anything but uncluttered. The boys have to find a way through traumas both near and distant, and Steve has to step back and let them... no matter how hard that is.

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Written in response to a prompt on the trashmeme.

Just to Feel the Rush by Sadisticsparkle (sadisticsparkle)

The weather grew colder at roughly the same rate Tony did. Steve couldn’t deny it anymore: he kept Squirreling away from hugs, refusing to spar, sitting away from him at meetings. It was a mystery Steve needed to solve.

Always On My Mind by mally710555

Tony thinks it would be a good idea to drink an alien serum that Thor brings back without hearing what it actually really is because he wants to know everyone's thoughts and secrets. Turns out he can only hear Steve's. Whoops.

#stevetony weekly #stevetony #stony #stevetony fic #stony fic #fic rec #rec list #captain america #iron man #steve rogers #tony stark

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Out Of Love

Omega!Reader x Alpha!Key

Genre: A/B/O

Warning: None

Words: 1K

Chapters:

Prompt: Everyone knew the rules, at eighteen, omegas would be taken from their families. It was a kinda harsh reality for them, and the years leading up were just as bad, or so you’ve heard. All you could ever do was watch and maybe lend a hand to your schools only omega, but you could never imagine or understand their pain. You even felt guilty sometimes for how great of a life you had in comparison. Loving parents, awesome friends, it was the best, but nothings perfect and past mistakes will always catch up to you, even if you don’t know about them.

“How are you feeling?”

“…”

You didn’t really feel like talking with Minseok. He just needed to look you over to make sure nothing was wrong, that didn’t require you to speak.

“You seem just fine, a perfectly healthy omega.” Minseok smiled at you. “Do you have any questions for me?”

“…”

“Still upset, I see. That’s fine, I’m just glad you’re alright. Come see me if you need anything.”

With that Minseok made his exit. You had been on good terms before but you weren’t sure you could get back there again. You did have questions but you weren’t going to ask him.

“So… what happens to me now?”

“You recover. A few more days in the observation room to make sure you’re alright. Then you’ll return to your room. Everything should go back to normal.”

“I figured but… what about me? I don’t… it’s not like I can run away…”

“We’d certainly hunt you down and find you. If you try anything like that there will be consequences. They’ll make sure it doesn’t happen again so please… stay.”

“So is that just it? I live out the rest of my life here, a simple and boring life?”

“Besides that eventually you’ll be mated and move out.”

“Move out? You’re saying I won’t be here forever?”

“No, of course not. One of the agents here will be your mate, and when they retire you both leave this place.”

“Where do we go?”

“Uh, well, I don’t know all the details as I haven’t retired myself, and you can’t tell anyone else this, but there are actually small towns hidden out there for retired agents.”

“There are?”

“Yes. Remember the town near the academy?”

“Yeah… is that one of those towns?”

“It’s a delicate system as you can imagine. Everyone who lived there is a retired agent with their mate. The town does have measures in place so it’s not obvious, hence why you didn’t catch the scent of an omega, but you’ll live well. It’s better than being out in the world all alone.”

“I could have found someone…”

“To keep your true identity a secret? To get you secret medication? Your own parents didn’t tell you the truth.” Key sighed. “Look at where you are now. How do you think things would have gone if you had your first with just anyone? Do you think you’d be okay? You wouldn’t even know what would be happening. Neither would they, you-”

“I get it. I understand how I’m a danger to myself… and why you can’t just share this information… I just… there were so many things I wanted to do…”

“I’m sorry… I can’t pretend to know how you feel, but you don’t have to hate it here. There’s plenty of things to do.”

“When… when I move out and all that… would it be possible to read those books? The history ones that agents read?”

“It’s possible. Although it might be something you’d have to keep a secret.”

“Obviously.”

“You can have a good life y/n, as long as you let yourself be happy, I promise you that.”

“Will you be the one to take care of me?”

“Ah, well… I was here for your first and that’s a special moment… I would like to take care of you, to spend our years together, but if not, I’ll be alright making sure someone else looks after you and makes you happy.”

“I’m not entirely sure I’d be comfortable with someone else…”

“Me neither.” Key took your hand. “I’ll happily be by your side.”

He slowly leaned over to press a kiss to your cheek. It brought a smile to your face and you squeezed his hand. This was to be your home now, there was no denying or running away from it anymore. A few days later you returned to your room, a strange sense of calm coming to you. This was your place, even if it wasn’t how you imagined moving out, it was still yours. You sat down on your bed for a while, just looking around. You didn’t have much, but you should figure out how to make the most of your life. In a sense this was all a blessing. You didn’t have to worry about food or a roof over your head, or even bills. Any hobbies you wanted to pursue, you had all the time in the world to do what you wanted.

Key certainly helped you figure out what you wanted to do with your time. Eventually you did come to an understanding with Minseok, and returned to help around in the infirmary. He never brought up the incident from before, and you were grateful for that. You never apologized either, and he wasn’t expecting one. Things kinda went back to normal, even if you had a new perspective on this place. You knew things you shouldn’t, but you would keep them to yourself for everyone’s sake. It took a while but you eventually came to appreciate the simple things that might not have been possible before. Picnics with Key were always the best, since being out in such a way would have been too dangerous otherwise.

“So when would you… mate… or claim me?”

“When you’re much older, and I’m ready for retirement.”

“You’ll still be going out and stuff right…”

“I’ll shower properly to get scents off and then go straight to you for cuddles, okay?”

“You better.”

“Aish, you’re so cute.”

You giggled. “Are you barely noticing now?”

“I’ve known for a while, but I haven’t gotten to see you smile so beautifully until now.”

“Didn’t have much to smile about before.”

“I know. And I promise I will do everything in my power to make you happy, always.”

Key leaned in to pepper your face with soft kisses, making you smile brighter. This life surely wasn’t what you had envisioned for yourself, but given everything, it was the best you could have. Maybe one day things could be different in the world, but for now you’d make the most of your life with Key.

#shinee #key #onew #minho #jonghyun #taemin #kim kibum #lee jinki #choi minho #kim jonghyun #lee taemin #xiumin #kim minseok #shinee au #shinee scenarios #exo

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Is that SAM HEUGHAN? No, that’s LOUIS LAFONTAINE. The 42 year old FIRE MOON - WEREBEAR OMEGA MALE is a RANCH HAND. If you ask their friends, they’re known to be SMART & JOVIAL, but beware, they’re also known to be IMPULSIVE & NAIVE. Their friends also say that they’re into DOMINANCE & MECHANOPHILIA but don’t you dare trying UROPHILIA & VORE & FISTING with them.

He was born in a small pack inside a small village in a forgotten place. Greed, avarice, and corruption ruled the place since its birth but worse than you imagine since it was such a small community. Things were bad, omegas were enslaved, and alphas ruled the place. One would think such a small place would be peaceful and good, but this wasn’t the case in this village, the leader ruled with an iron fist and people had to obey.

Louis was such an innocent boy, such a sweetheart that everyone knew what he was going to present before he even presented. However, that wasn't a good trait in this village, because people could use him and hurt him, sell him even, and ruin him in ways they didn’t want to, so his mother put him to work on the farms far away from people in order to shelter him.

So, he lived a sheltered life for the first 12 years of his life. He was loved and protected by his family and siblings, of whom he had 6 to speak of. Louis was well-behaved, and he was very helpful around the farm never missing a day and never missing a lesson.

However, his life was about to take a drastic change when a stranger was hired to decimate his pack. The man was killing everyone on the farm, and who knows if the entire village as well, he only knew his father had put him in the cupboard to hide him and told him to keep quiet and still. He heard the screams outside, sobbing and covering his mouth in fear trying to do as told and trying to keep quiet while crying. His parents, and siblings…all gone. He knew, he just knew, and he couldn’t bear the thought of life without his family, without his farm! Why had this happened, why?

All was quiet after a while and he decided to come out of his hiding place, the place was littered with the bodies of the ranch hands and his family, he continue walking and crying until the pain in his heart could not let him move anymore and he fell to his knees by his mother’s corpse grabbing her in his arms. It was then the assailant found him. The man (Liam), however, stopped short of killing the boy who was merely 12 years old. Louis, still a sweet child, found himself close to death and, before him, the bodies of his parents. The man chose to spare the boy and told him to run.

So, Louis did. He took off with nothing but what he had on. He left the village, and he ran and ran until he tired himself and fell over. A caravan found and rescued him hours later. Fed him, gave him water to drink, and offered him work. With nothing in life to speak of now… he accepted.

Still, with heavy pain in his heart, he wondered why this had happened to him, but he never asked out loud or spoke much. He was spared but his family was not. It wasn’t fair.

The other kids his age picked on him, bullied him when the adults weren't looking, and he never dared say a word. This was all he had! What would he do if he lost it too? He was different and quiet, and no one forced him to say a word except his bullies, which he endured quietly.

He presented omega at the age of 17, a bit later than most of the kids his age, but he still presented what everyone had always suspected he would. That didn’t help with the bullying and just made things worse for him, making him quieter.

At 24 years old, he decided he had enough of the abuse. He took what little belongings he had and set out to travel away from the caravan on his own, knowing he could die by nature's hands. That was preferable to what he got, the abuse, and the pain he was so tired of.

He traveled for years passing from one village to another looking where to settle down, his knowledge growing more and more. He loved inventing and creating new things that could be useful to himself and others. He was a full adult now, he wasn't so innocent anymore, but he definitely was still naive and still a sweet man.

Soon, he fell head over heels for the son of the chief of a village he was visiting and helping. He was good with his hands, he was good at creating things so he helped villages on his way to find one that would feel like home. In secret, he mated with the alpha he had fallen for, and soon after he became pregnant with his child. They told the chief but… things didn’t go as planned.

The chief punched Louis in the stomach and tried to kill him in a fit of rage, the rage he didn’t know where it had come from. His son succeeded in getting his father off of Louis, but the chief wasn’t done, however, and he tried to kill Louis once more only succeeding in stabbing his own son with the knife he had been branding. Louis screamed and held his dying mate in his arms, the chief was frozen in shock but upon seeing Louis again his mate just told him to go, to run, to save his precious life and that of their child, and to remember him. So, Louis did.

He found himself running away from a place he thought home for the third time in his life, still bleeding and weak from the fight and still not knowing of the loss he had truly suffered until he reached the next village and a healer saw him informing him of the loss of his child. He let out another scream and as soon as he was able he leave again he did to wander the world.

He arrived at Willowshire at last soon after the loss of his mate and his unborn child. He liked the place and decided to stay. He was a Ranch Hand there, which suited him well due to his previous work at his parent's farm. The job, however, often made him sad and nostalgic.

One day, however, he was stripped from his new home yet again and thrown into a new one full of lights and carriages that moved without horses. It was all new to him and confusing. Suddenly, a group of what he could only describe as people like him retrieved him and brought him somewhere safe where he could get a job he liked, have housing, and have a life. The man that found him is named Trenton and he seemed nice enough to him, he had been scared of this new place and he had explained what had happened with the help of others joining him. It seemed fantastical and like a lie but it just took a look around to know it was true.

With a heavy heart, he followed the group to his new home. He had grown fond of Willowshire but now he was in New Haven and he had a new home in the future. Maybe he could finally settle down and have a life without tragedy or pain.

#character name: louis lafontaine #character status: taken #species: werebear #species: werecreature #second gender: omega #pack: ursa

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October Fic Rec

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I Shouldn't Love you Anymore by wyrmwolf - (Rating: Mature, Words: 2250, sterek)

After Stiles divorces Derek under mysterious reasons, Derek moves out into the middle of nowhere loosing himself to the wolf after the ache in his chest becomes too much. But after weeks of being lost to an animal someone he thought he'd never see again returns in his life.

This time ti stay forever.

The Future is Bright by Violet_Xmas - (Rating: G, Words: 5780, sterek)

Derek gets a glimpse

I Know What You Need by Onlymine987 - (Rating: Not Rated, Words: 737, sterek)

Bro, how much sleep did you get last night?

“Ugh, I don’t know, like eight minutes?" . . . . Derek carefully laid Stiles on the bed and started towards the armchair in the corner when Stiles gripped his Henley and pulled him back.

“Stay please,” Stiles whispered.

The Werewolf Companion by MargaretKire - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 64517, sterek)

Stiles volunteers to be a companion for an isolated werewolf he's never met. He thought he knew way more about werewolves than it turns out he really does.

Derek didn't technically ask the Werewolf Conservation Committee for a companion human, but they insisted he have one for his mental and physical health.

Or: Derek has only had Stiles for a day, but if anything were to happen to him, he'd kill everyone in Beacon Hills and then himself.

of coffee and ghibli movies by forbala - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 10313, sterek)

The pack have all lost touch, gone their separate ways. Stiles goes to a blind date and gets a huge surprise.

Keep by TuppingLiberty - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 50846, sterek)

Medieval but more like 'Medieval' a/b/o AU. Author has taken extreme liberties with 'medieval.'

In this Omegaverse, alpha/beta/omega dynamics replace gender dynamics. Female alphas can be the head of the manor, for instance, and second born Alphas like Derek have to find their own way in the world since they won't inherit. I've also co-opted some traditionally werewolf things (telling when someone is lying, faster healing) for Alphas.

To get revenge on Kate Argent, Derek takes one of the outlying Argent keeps, only to discover yet another of Kate's horrifying misdeeds - keeping the Omega son of the keep locked in the basement.

Derek must find a way to save the Omega, defeat Kate, and root out the treachery in his own troops before the worst happens.

Rated E for eventual smut, and be forewarned, there will be eventual mpreg. See author notes about updates.

Run To You by Emela - (Rating: Mature, Words: 31969, sterek)

A witch casts a spell, turning Derek feral and leaving him the equivalent of a frightened puppy. Stiles is the only one he trusts to protect him and of course, Stiles is only too happy to help. (Which has nothing to do with all these feelings he's suddenly having, okay? Derek's just a really cute werewolf puppy.)

I Give It Forever by KaliopeShipsIt - (Rating: Mature, Words: 36132, sterek)

In September 1993, after dating his 17-year old high school Senior Alpha boyfriend Stiles for only four short months, 19-year old Omega Derek Hale realized he was pregnant two weeks into his Sophomore Year at college, changing the course of both of their lives forever.

25 years later, the youngest of their three children goes off to college and Derek and Stiles are looking forward to enjoying their freedom, finally able to once more devote their full attention to being a couple.

Except, only four short months later and at almost 45 years of age, Derek finds himself unexpectedly pregnant again.

Angst commences.

Someone Should Have Told Us byelysiumwaits - (Rating: T, Words: 1554, sterek)

Everyone around them thinks Derek and Stiles are dating, but they’re not. They aren’t dating. Seriously. Wait, are they?

“They think we’re dating,” is what Derek finally says. “The whole pack thinks we’re dating?”

“I honestly think they’ve got the idea that it’s significantly more serious and committed than just dating.” Stiles waves the itinerary around. “I mean… there’s workshops like ‘Sanity in Relationships’ and ‘Releasing the Past through Rewriting Your Love Story.’ This is, like, intense and geared toward couples with long-term plans.”

Hear My Soul Speak by elysiumwaits - (Rating: T, Words: 1653, sterek)

Stiles hurts the people he loves, so he refuses to admit that he loves Derek.

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“I don’t want the first or…” Derek pauses, takes a fortifying breath, and continues, quieter but firmer, “Or the only time I hear it from you to be when you’re bleeding out in my arms from a knife wound that I could have walked off.”

#stiles x derek #sterek #derek hale #stiles stilinski #fanfiction #ficrec #kitcheniskingficrecs

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souless42ginger · 1 year

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Is that [SAM HEUGHAN]? No, that’s [LOUIS LAFONTAINE]. The [42] year old [FIRE MOON - WEREPANDA][OMEGA] [MALE] is a [RANCH HAND]. If you ask their friends, they’re known to be [SMART] & [JOVIAL], but they urge you to be cautious because they’re also known to be [IMPULSIVE] & [NAIVE]. Their friends also say that they’re into [MECHANOPHILIA & DOMINANCE] but don’t even think about trying [SCAT, UROPHILIA, VORE & FISTING] with them. Written by [DEVIL, 31, HER/SHE, EST].

BASIC INFORMATION

Name: Louis LaFontaine

Age: 42 years old

Secondary Gender: Omega

Occupation: Ranch Hand

Future or Past: Past

APPEARANCE

FC: Sam Heughan

Height: 6'3"

Weight: 202 pounds

Build: Average

Hair Color: Ginger

Eye Color: Blue

NSFW

Position: Versatile

Kinks: Mechanophilia & Dominance

Anti-Kinks: SCAT, Urophilia, Vore & Fisting

Safeword: Banana

Dick Size: 7"

Still, with heavy pain in his heart, he wondered why this had happened to him, but he never asked out loud or spoke much. He was spared but his family was not. It wasn’t fair.

#pinned #wtnhintro

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gaydemonwolf · 1 year

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Main Verse

Deucalion is set right after S3A but he never left town. He moved out of the apartment he had close to the Argents, got himself a condo, and reflects on his past deeds. Deucalion is remorse for what he did, seeing Scott not wanting to kill reminded him of his old self but as time passes he sees Scott is nothing like he used to be because the teenager doesn't mind other's killing as long as it's not him doing it. He has decided to stay in Beacon Hills to help however he can and repay for actions. However, he's still traumatized by the events that led to his blindness. He doesn't trust the Argents, none of them, and constantly has nightmares of what transpired. Peter is set after he escapes Eichen House. He was already dealing with the trauma caused by the fire, which Valack reinforced, and now he's also dealing with the trauma of being experimented on. He lives in the same apartment in downtown, will never admit to the demons living in his mind, but he's trying to change. verse tag: none

Omegaverse

Deucalion is an alpha. He's calm and collected, capable of controlling himself around any omega in heat. He became the leader of his pack at a very young age and the other members never fully trusted him. Peter can be either alpha, beta, or omega depending on the given his background story which tends to fluctuate a lot with this character. V: Omegaverse

Always Evil

Peter nor Deucalion ever became truly good. Both awaited their moment to come back to their old selves, their villain selves. Both wanting to kill Scott, Peter to obtain his power and Deucalion out of revenge. They still want absolute power. Can you handle them? Can you survive? V: Evil

Zombies

The world has gone to hell. No one knew how it began but they knew this was a real life zombie apocalypse where not even werewolves were safe from whatever this was. Now, they have to do whatever it takes to survive and keep those putrid teeth away from their flesh. V: Zombies

Peter's Twin

Peter's Twin: theadoptedhale (Applies to all verses) The day Vincent Hale, twin brother of Peter Hale, killed an alpha that attacked them while they were playing alone in the forest and became an alpha he was sent away and all memory of him ever existing was erased from the rest of the Hale family. Now he's back. V: Peter's Twin

Supernatural

Crowley: thekingsparty (Applies to all verses) Peter dies at Eichen House, his body couldn't take more of Valack's experiments, and he ends up in Purgatory. On one of Crowley's soul sessions over there he runs into Peter and offer's the werewolf a deal: in exchange for his escape from purgatory and coming back to life he has to work with Crowley for 10 years but he's free after that. Peter accepts, werewolves age slower so 10 years is nothing and he gets to not be dead afterwards. V: we ѕтand υnιтed. deғιanт aѕ legendѕ oғ love

Escort/Omegaverse AU

Crowley has worked very hard to hide everything he is from stranger's eyes but Peter, with the help of his werewolf senses, can tell part of what he is. An omega, playing to be an alpha, and, on top of it all, an escort too. Peter, on the other hand, was kicked from the Hale's Pack and moved to Los Angeles to start a new. He seeks company almost every night feeling the weight of not having a pack but then he meets Crowley and suddenly he wants no one else. v: ιn тнe cιтy oғ angelѕ ι ғoυnd yoυ

King's Return

Somehow the Winchesters managed to bring Crowley back to life after the demon gave his life to lock Lucifer in another world, which ultimately failed, and he was sent to the Empty, but now? Now he's back and in a new body. Peter will have to adapt to this new me of Crowley, this new face. v: crowley'ѕ reтυrn ғroм тнe eмpтy

I Am But Human

Peter was always bitter his sister inherited The Hale Corporation instead of him but he tried not to let that affect him. However, everything went downhill during one Christmas dinner. The house was suddenly on fire, dead bodies on his way as he tried to save his family just to ultimately get out without saving anyone. Talia also made it out, and her kids, but they did so unscathed while Peter fell into a coma. A ten year coma. He woke up abandoned. He wasn't 22 anymore but it sure didn't feel like it. Talia refused to help him pay his tuition saying paying for the hospital was enough. So he looked for work, just that no one wanted to hire someone without experience at his age. So he became a prostitute, just for a while to pay for his tuition. v: ι'м вυт a нυмan

Still Blind

Deucalion recovered his vision thanks to Scott but months later the magic wore off and he began to loose his sight little by little until nothing remained. Now he's blind again but he refuses to go back to his old ways even when being blind scares him to death and makes him feel weak and vulnerable. V: Still Blind

#verses

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anime-rambles · 3 years

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"OMEGA STOP PART 1"

Pairing: Alpha Bakugou x Alpha Kirishima x Omega Reader

Type: ABO Dynamic, Angst, blood, SFW

Word Count: 2900+

A/N: Seeing how everyone is loving “Welcome Home Omega” I decided to do another omegaverse fic this time with lots of angst. Thank you so much for all the kind words, reblogs, likes and follows. Was thinking of making a Part 2 for this? What do you think?

Summary: Omega y/n returns home to her alpha’s after being away in Europe, thinking she would be able to re-join her alphas and be happy. Only to discover they move on without her.

Link to Part 2 = https://anime-rambles.tumblr.com/post/657712192264814592/omega-stop-part-2

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I collect my suitcase from baggage claim and make my way towards the arrivals gate. It has been an incredibly long 8 years since I’ve been back home in Japan. After graduating UA with all my friends, I decided I needed a new path, something exciting that didn’t include my alphas. Being away from my family and friends has been one of the most difficult things to go through and more importantly being away from my alphas. It was nice to be needed and not just because of my second gender.

After graduating UA, I joined Fatgum’s agency and from there I met Jackie one of fat’s previous partners on the drug squad. She needed a bright new hero that wanted to work outside of Japan and head off a special unit in charge of investigating quirk enhancing drugs. At first everyone was onboard and excited fir me but as time went on, it was becoming increasing hard to keep in contact with my busy alphas. So, one Christmas, two years into the job we all agreed to stop dating and put our relationship on hold, until I was finished with the special unit or until one of the alphas said enough, come home. I agreed happily, never thinking I would get the come home call, but here I am. I left Europe and returned home.

The doors of arrivals opened in front of me, I look around the barrier hoping to see either of my boys, Bakugou or Kirishima, but neither blonde nor red head could be seen. I walk the corner a small bit, thinking they might be hiding but nothing. I spot movement in the distant, a blur of pink rushing to my arms, knocking me off balance.

“YYYY/NNNN, I CAN’T BELIEVE YOUR HOME” Mina sobs into my ear. “Mina” I say back hugging her tightly. Out of everyone in UA Mina stayed in constant contact with my updating me on the group’s latest gossip and everyone hero’s ranking. “Come on, lets get you home” She speaks again, taking one of my bags and my hand in hers. I smile to her and gladly accept her hand. Mina is an omega like me, after UA her and Sero got together and currently have a beautiful house and a serval fluffy cats. Once we reach the car and start our journey. Mina tells me of everyone, what they are doing and what is planned for my coming home party tonight.

“Wait, slow down, where are you taking me first” I say, laughing at her excitement. With her hands on the car wheel. She says “Bakugou and Kirishima’s” I pause for a second. They must just be living together and not actually still together without, right? They wouldn’t betray me, would they? These thoughts are fully my head, maybe coming home wasn’t a good idea. I should have ignored the “come home” agreement. What if they just want to use me to have their kid and toss me aside.

“Y/N, please say something, you made me promise not to talk about the boys when were away and right now you’re kinda scaring me.” She presses.

“I’m… just thinking. So out with it tell me what has been going on, why are they living together.” I asked shifting in my seat to look at her and she drives down the straight road.

“Okay, so it started whe….”

Mina basically said what I thought she might after I left fully and didn’t come back like we agreed. Kirishima and Bakugou stopped for a while, they didn’t live together, socialise or anything but after Kirhisma was badly injured in a battle, they moved back in with each other and kept their relationship quiet, it’s been 6 years, that they been together while I have been alone.

“So that’s basically all of it y/n, I’m sorr…”

I cut her off, “Mina this is not for you to apologise for, you kept your promise to me and now I must face the music as they say in Europe.” We had arrived outside their house ages ago, but we ended up talking. I step out of the car and move to grab my bags. I look up to the house, it’s huge and white. Very modern and what’s looks to be very expensive. But what can you expect from the Number 1 and Number 5 heroes in Japan. Mina steps out and comes to my side of the car to hug me goodbye and to tell me the information for tonight. Just then the front door opens, Kirishima steps out with a huge grin on his face. He has changed a lot since I left. He is like a wall, thick with muscle and sporting a high red ponytail.

“There she is,” Kirishima says, holding out his arms as he makes his way down the path towards me. I drop my bags and run to him. I can be anger later, but right now I need this hug. “Here I am,” I say back to him, I took my face into his neck to breathe him in, he tries to do the same but it is unable as I have my marks and scent glands covered as Europe has different rules than us. I can sense the confusion and say I will explain later. Kirishima greats Mina and they discuss briefly about this evening's plans and Mina is off on her way, waving goodbye. With his arm around me, he guides me inside towards the kitchen. We each stand on opposite sides of the Island, not knowing what to say first.

“So, where’s Bakugou? I thought you would both be at the airport” I say frankly to him, showing my frustrations. “He had to work, but he should be back home soon,” Kirishima replies shuffling his feet. I stare at him, I want to voice my anger, I want him to know how much I hurt, I need to do this with Bakugou. “Okay” I reply looking at my bags, why did I come here, why did I think we could go back to normal. “He’ll probably be late like always though, why don’t show you to your room and you can get ready for this evening” He smiled at me, like he trying to form an olive branch between us. I nod and follow him out of the room and up the stairs. All around me are reminders, parties I could not attend, award shows I missed but right now I can’t dwell on that. My time in Europe was the best experience of my life and right now I want to go back. Kirishima leads me to a guest room and leaves me to get ready. I sigh, this is going to be difficult.

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Doing the finishing touches to my hair, I smooth my dress down as I look in the mirror. I’m wearing a tight-fitting black dress, that is off the shoulders. I rub my hands down my neck, wishing I could have had the surgery to remove my mark guards yesterday before I came home. Just to show them, that I kept my promise to them. I hear noises downstairs, Bakugou had arrived home ages ago but did not even come to say hello, just went straight to the shower. Although I know what Mina told me was true, I needed proof if I was to enter an argument with Bakugou. I walk a small bit from my room trying to stay quiet, I turn a corner and see a wall of photo frames, most are from UA and some are from Dates we three had together. The difference, I was no longer in the photos, I was cut out. You could see my arm or a sliver of my hair and maybe an eye. I felt rejection, my inner omega whined. Why would they do this to me? I ripped the frame from the walls and marched downstairs. My heels clicked on the floor beneath me. I rounded the corner and enter the kitchen not bothering to wait for their conversation to finished. I throw the frames onto the countertop and look up at both of them making eye contact. If I wasn’t so mad and hurt, I would be shocked at how mature and sexy they both are right now. Kirishima's hair is half up, half down being supported with braids and he is in a maroon shirt opened slightly. Whereas Bakugou wears a white shirt and supports an undercut. My alphas have matured, I suppose I have as well.

Kirishima looks at the frames and stays quiet. Bakugou does not dare to break eye contact with me.

“So, let me get this straight. I leave home, to become great in something that is bigger than me. I leave my alphas with an agreement, that we all would hit pause, and eventually I would come back or get a called from either of you to come home. I follow the rules, and it seems to me what I got in thanks was to be cut from your lives.” I raise my voice, guesting to the pile in front of me.

“tck…” Bakugou replies and looks at Kirishima.

“Don’t tck me Bakugou, it seems to me that I’m not even wanted here anymore, so why was I called home, let me guess you need an omega to have your child and then I’m to disappear,” I respond. “No that’s not why we called you back” Kirishima speaks up, slightly walking towards to appear less hostile.

“Funny how you call us your alphas but yet, our marks, our bond is no longer on your neck,” Bakugou responds, pointing towards me. “They are not gone, they are covered by a skin slip, in Europe is safer to have them covered in case you are kidnapped and forced to bond with someone,” I say back to him. “Omega, please let us explain, I understand your hurt, but we want you still, your part of our family,” Kirishima replies placing a hand on my elbow. I jerk away from him.

“So, all this time, when I was away, suffering through my heats alone. Omega depression after omega depression. You two, were what? Together happily rutting away.”

“Yes, how do we know you never had it off with anyone else,” Bakugou said leaning on the Island in front of me. “Bakugou, don’t say that -” Kirishima scolded him. “- we don’t think that y/n”. I stand there shocked; I can sense he is hurt but right now I will not be his vent.

“ah, I see, I was away fucking my way through Europe apparently and my alphas decided that instead of coming to see me and to tell me. They went behind my back” I stare at Bakugou not daring to back down. “How do we know you weren’t, how do we know you didn’t get our marks removed?” Bakugou asked.

I scuffed and turned out of the kitchen, towards my bags that were left at the bottom of the stairs. Both Alphas stayed in the kitchen and spoke to each other. I opened my bags and reached into it to find a wrapped plastic bag. I walked back into the kitchen, hearing Bakugou raising his voice at Kirishima, “I can’t Kiri, you almost died.” Kirishima hushed Bakugou as I re-entered the kitchen. I threw the bag at Bakugou.

“Go on, open it -” I say with my hands on my hips. “- There’s your proof” I stand and watch it. Bakugou opens the bag and pulls out two jumpers, one of his and one of Kirishima’s. Their scent has well worn out but mine could be smelled. Years of being alone, years of depression, laid in their hands. Kirishima’s eye watered. “This proves nothing, maybe if you weren’t lying about our mark being gone, we wouldn’t have this problem,” Bakugou said, dropping the jumpers on the countertop. “What do you want me to do, perform surgery right now, you know once you never doubted me” I laugh under my breath.

“Yeah well once, you weren’t such a slut, betraying your alp-“Bakugou responded but Kirishima stepped in creating a barrier between us. Tears started to form in my eyes, my vision blurred. Fine, if Bakugou wants proof right now that I was loyal then fine, I’ll give it to him.

I look at my nails and smile to myself, I thank whatever god is listening that I have long pointed nails today. Kirishima is currently speaking to Bakugou, standing in front of me. I can no longer hear him. All I know is, those skin slips have to go now. I take a deep breath in and dig my nails into my neck around where the stitched used to be. I whimper, both can smell blood and turn to look at me. I rip the slip from my skin, blood starts to pour from my neck but nothing that would majorly hurt me. I reach for the other and dig my nails in. “Y/n stop, what are you doing” Kirishima reaches to stop me, but he’s too late I pulled the other off and make eye contact with Bakugou. “You wanted your proof, here you are Bakugou, take a whiff I have NEVER BETRAYED EITHER OF YOU” I scream, throwing the slips onto the counter and storm off.

“Omega come back now” Bakugou shouts after me, I can hear him chase me and reach for my arm. I pull it forward and turn to face him. Tear are leaving my eyes, ruining my makeup, my dress ruined from the blood. “What Katsuki, you believe me now? What do you want from me, why are you mad?” Bakugou stands in shock, unable to talk. “ANSWER ME NOW,” I scream again. Bakugou reaches forward grabbing my arms, tears forming in his. Kirishima was leaning on the door behind him.

“HE ALMOST DIED, AND YOU WEREN’T THERE, I WAS ALONE, WATCHING HIM DIE AND YOU WERENT THERE, YOU PROMISED ME I’D NEVER BEEN ALONE, AND YOU LEFT ME ALONE WAITING FOR HIM TO COME BACK” he roared at me. I shoved Bakugou off me.

“I CAME HOME WHEN EIJIROU WAS IN HOSPITAL” I shouted back, both alphas heads shot straight up and looked at me. “I was there, I broke me promise to stay away until I was asked by either of you to come home. But I saw the fight, I saw Eijirou get knockdown and didn’t get back up. I hopped on the nearest flight and came home. You need proof, ask Fatgum, Denki, Tamaki, Deku.. anyone who sat in that waiting room.” I said looking into Bakugou's eyes. Kirishima walked forward to join us. Bakugou went to speak. “No you let me speak, I was there. Kirishima opened his eyes and called me an angel and then you shot into the room in a panic and threw yourself on him. Bakugou you looked in my eyes and didn’t say a word, so I stepped back, you saw me there, you. Don’t blame this on me. Knowing how angry you would be, Deku came and got me, promising to watch over both of you.” I stopped to wipe the tears from my eyes.

“How dare you hold that over me Katsuki Bakugou,” I say to him, Kirishima reaches for my hand as if to pull us all back together. I step back, I need to breathe to get out. I walk about the front door, grabbing my handbag. “I’ll see you at the party, some welcome home this was,” I say not looking back and slam the front door.

I walk down the path and reach for my phone, dialing Mina’s number. “Hey girly, I’m just about to leave for the pub,” Mina says down the phone. I start to cry and sit down on the curb. “Sero, wait a second” Mina whispers away from the phone. “Y/n, what’s happened, what’s going on,” She says again her voice has lowered. “Mina I need some help; I can’t see everyone looking like this,” I say back to her. I cry again, I can hear the door behind me open and I stand. I turn and see Kirishima, “Y/n wait please, come back in, we can sort this out,” he says, and I look over his shoulder. Bakugou is frozen in the same spot, staring at the floor. “I’m almost there, start walking to me,” Mina says and hangs up. I bend down and undo the straps of my heels, steeping out of them leaving them on the step. I start to run down the street, I need some quiet, I need to think.

“OMEGA STOP” Bakugou shouts behind me, but I can’t. I see Mina’s car and run towards it.

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redpandaramblings · 2 years

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Like Caramel For Chocolate- An Omega Bakugou x Alpha f!Reader fic. Part 9

Part 1 Here

Content Warning: Negative headspace, omegaverse, self deprecation, depressive thoughts, pushy parental figures, ambiguous omegaverse reproduction, unhealthy relationships, relationship that could be easily fixed if idiots would use their words and communicate, Shinso/Denki side relationship, Bakugou is a dumbass but so is y/n

Where we left off-

Denki was wearing an engagement ring. There’s nothing else that gaudy thing could be. He knew Denki’s tastes could run tacky, but not that tacky.

Denki was wearing an engagement ring that wasn’t his.

The growl started low in his throat. Oh, he and Kaminari were going to have a nice long chat once the omega woke up. Something wasn’t right, and Shinsou was going to get to the bottom of it.

Bakugou glowered at the mug of tea in his hands. It was better than looking at the man who was sitting across the table from him. He knew coming here was his idea, but that didn’t make talking about this any easier. Especially when a certain half and half bastard was puttering around in the background. Bakugou sighed heavily and looked up, meeting Midoriya’s gaze.

“Thanks for letting me come over, nerd.”

“You know you’re welcome any time, Kacchan. And I know you wouldn’t want to talk unless there was something serious going on.”

“Yeah… Yeah. I… I was going to ask Y/N to be my mate. Properly, ya know?”

Midoriya nodded slowly. “Was?”

Bakugou clutched his cup tightly. “She broke up with me before I got the chance. On our anniversary. Fucking fireworks and everything.”

“Oh wow. Kacchan…”

Bakugou set his cup down, raking his fingers through his hair. “I just don’t know where it all went wrong. Or maybe I do, but I didn’t think things were that wrong. I know Y/N wasn’t exactly happy when we had to slow down our relationship because of all the bullshit with the press, but she understood. It was just going to be temporary, but then…”

“But then five years had gone by before you knew it.” Deku finished quietly.

“Exactly! You know what hero life is like. Time flies sometimes. And it took a while for things to settle with my career. Hell, the press still love to try to sink their teeth into my flaws. And Y/N was always there and constant and strong… She’s my rock in the rapids, but now she’s gone and I don’t know what the fuck to do.”

“You can’t leave anything sit alone for five years and expect it not to deteriorate.” Todoroki stated bluntly as he slid bowls of cold soba in front of Bakugou and Midoriya before sitting down himself.

“No one asked you, half-and-half bastard.” Katsuki mumbled, but his heart wasn’t in it. He picked up his chopsticks and poked at his noodles. “But I know. I messed up. But I don’t know what I can do now. I can’t fucking live without her, but she broke up with me, and she’s moving away, and I’m never going to fucking see her again, and I can’t stand it! I can’t keep going knowing she’s gone!” Katsuki was shouting by now. Midoriya just nodded, letting him get it out. After a few moments, the green haired man spoke.

“I’ll try to help, but I have to warn you. It might be too late, Kacchan.”

“I know.” Katsuki whispered.

“Especially since Fuyumi saw Y/N at Utsukushī Shizukesa.”

Midoriya and Bakugou slowly turned their heads to look at Todoroki.

“What did you say, Shoto?” Midoriya asked incredulously.

Todoroki sipped his tea before continuing. “Utsukushī Shizukesa. You know. That place that does all the omiais? Dad had set up something for Fuyumi, and while she was there, she saw Y/N and her family going in. Glimpsed her in the garden walking with some blond, too.”

Midoriya stared at Todoroki, incredulously. “And you didn’t think to mention this to anyone til now?”

Shoto furrowed his brows. “I’m sorry… Is this one of those things that isn’t normal? Dad has set each of us up with at least a dozen matches at one time or another…”

Midoriya tilted his head back, starting to mumble. “Not really normal, but makes sense… Y/N’s family is known for being pretty old school…”

Bakugou leaned on his elbows, starring holes in the table in front of him. Todoroki’s words floating through his brain in a loop. An omiai. Y/N at an omiai. Y/N on an omiai with some blond. Was that Y/N’s type? Blonds? Was she meeting with some empty headed little blond omega who adored like she should be adored? Adored her like he should have adored her. Like he stills adores her and she have just fucking told her?

No. Katsuki shook his head. He couldn’t let his thoughts spiral. He tried to focus on what Izuku was saying. It was making sense. No need to panic. Yet, anyway.

“Y/N’s family can be shitty.” Bakugou said, causing Midoriya to pause his rambling. “They never really liked me. Very traditional about all the secondary gender shit. Wanted her to shack up with a submissive little omega and start making babies as soon as possible. They might have really put pressure on her. Though she’s always managed to refuse them before…”

“Sometimes it’s easier to say yes to at least going to one.” Todoroki said, toying with his chopsticks. “It’s the parents who push. Most of the time the other person is just as uninterested as you are. She could have just gone to keep the peace.”

“Maybe.” Katsuki said. “But the timing is off. Could you ask your sister when this was again? Because this either just happened, or…”

“Or it happened before the two of you broke up.” Midoriya finished softly. “Which would also make sense. I’ve been set up on a few marriage dates myself especially since my ranking went up. None of them panned out, but they do make you think about what you want in life, especially with a partner.”

Bakugou hunched his shoulders. “I know what Y/N wants. We’ve talked about it before. Mated, married, big house filled with kids. I wanted to get my career sorted out first.”

“Kacchan. I hate to ask, but when is the last time you’ve talked with Y/N? I mean serious talks about life and jobs and stuff.”

“God, I don’t know. A while. Too long. I know what you’re going to say, Nerd.”

“You should talk with her. Really talk.”

“How do I even start?”

“We’ll help you think of something.” Todoroki said. “We’re friends with both of you. And you both deserve at least a talk.”

Bakugou, staring into his teacup, trying not to blink. He absolutely was not going to cry in front of these fucking nerds. Though if his eyes got a little moister than usual, they both knew better than to say anything about it.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Across town in a hospital room, a blond omega slowly blinked into consciousness. Denki groaned as he became aware of the pounding of his head. He closed his eyes again. “I feel like I’ve been him by a fucking bus.” He mumbled.

“Had a roof fall on you, actually.” A droll voice replied.

Denki cracked his eyes open and looked around to find Shinsou sitting by his bedside. “Hey.”

“Hey, yourself. How you feeling?”

“Head hurts like a motherfucker.”

“Not surprising. They said you have a mild concussion. Other than staples in that rock you call a head and some bruising, you should be okay.”

“Good to hear.” Denki groan. “What happened, anyway? Earthquake?”

“No, some villains wanted to do a little shopping without paying, and chose to make their entrance right above your head.”

Denki chuckled, wincing as his bruised ribs protested. “I take it you were there?”

“Yeah. You gave me a scare, Blondie.” Shinsou said softly.

“Sorry about that.” Denki reached out and took Shinsou’s hand, giving it a squeeze. “Thanks for getting me out of there, partner.”

“Always.” Shinsou squeezed Denki’s hand back and let the quiet moment pass between them.

“Although…” Shinsou spoke again. “It seems congratulations are in order.”

Denki looked at Shinsou, confused. Shinsou nodded toward the small table next to Denki’s bed. Sitting on the table was a large, gaudy, engagement ring. Denki’s head whipped towards the purple haired alpha. Shinsou gave him a stern look and raised an eyebrow. Denki swallowed hard and sank lower in his head. He was royally screwed.

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Pairing: Alpha Beefy Bucky x Female Mutant Reader

Summary: Being paired off with Bucky Barnes on a mission was hard enough. Hell, the two of you being a part of Hydra a long time ago was already hard enough. But when the two of you are forced to seek shelter in an Avengers safehouse, it gets even worse.

Because there's only one freaking bed.

Will you survive the night with the grumpy Alpha by your side? Or will you rip your hair out?

Who knows. The nights are unpredictable.

What you do know is, is that Bucky Barnes is too fucking hot for his damn good.

Maybe you just might pull your hair out.

Warnings: Heavy A/B/O dynamics. Mentions of past torture from Hydra for both Bucky and the Reader. This Bucky is sort of a mix between CW!Bucky, (hence the beefy!Bucky), but also TFATWS!Bucky bc I love grumpy old man, sassy Bucky. Some angst/hurt/comfort, because I'm a hoe for angst. No heats/ruts in this lil fic, just good ole rough smut. Some biting and some mild blood too. This sex would be considered unprotected irl, but in the a/b/o verse, I don't think you'd need protection??? Who knows. Italics are for when Bucky and the Reader are talking in Russian. The Reader also has a nightmare, which ties back in with the whole mention of past torture from Hydra. If I missed any other warnings in this, let me know and I'll make sure to add them!

Additional Notes: This was written for @agentofbarnes's writing challenge! Congrats on 7k, Zee! I'm sorry this took so long. I started writing this in July, and let it marinate for far too long. But it's here now. I hope you enjoy!

All writing mistakes in this fic are mine, as usual.

Word Count: 4,602

Hell.

This was absolute pure fucking hell.

As you and the former Winter Soldier, James "Bucky" Barnes himself stared at the front door of one of the safehouses for the Avengers in case of emergencies, you couldn't help make eye contact with him.

Great. This was just great.

No one, not even Clint had told you that it would be snowing in freaking January in rural Ohio, of all places.

Then again, you had faintly remembered doing gymnastics before you had been taken by Hydra with some arrogant Alpha guy named Lance. He had been a real pain in your ass and you remembered you had made him cry once. After you had escaped from Hydra, you had bumped into him again. Funnily enough, he was still just as scared of you as he was all those years ago. Which, you know, was nice.

But what was not nice was the Alpha that was currently looking back at you. James Buchanan Barnes, Bucky, Buck, White Panther, Jesus, Bionic Staring Machine- (the last three nicknames, all given to him by the Alpha Sam Wilson himself), scowled at you. His blue eyes even narrowed at you.

You wouldn't call what you and Bucky had a friendship. You two weren't even enemies. Heck, colleagues? Teammates? That was just putting it lightly, the relationship you had with the Alpha. Even when you had been captured and brainwashed into serving Hydra, the two of you had never crossed paths. It had been only after Hydra had fallen, did the two of you actually meet in person. Other than that, nothing. Nada. Nope. No with a capital N.O.

"Come on, let's go." Bucky all but grumbled. Realizing he didn't have the key to get inside, he looked at you. Like you had the key or something.

"James, I don't have the key." Bucky groaned. "Do you have a bobby pin, Omega? Something?" He asked in Russian. You plucked a bobby pin from your hair. A stray piece of hair fell. Putting the flat side in, you managed to unlock the door. You turned to look at him, giving him a toothy grin.

"Learned that from Pit Pocketing for Dummies, 101."

Bucky rolled his eyes at that. You just sniggered as you opened the door, greeted by cool air smacking against your face.

It made you shiver.

Because, unlike Bucky, you did not have any of that good ole supersoldier serum in your veins.

You were a mutant that could control water. Sometimes, you wished that you had the ability to control fire, because then, at least you could be warm in such dire situations such as these.

Taking your shoes off and putting them at the door, you surveyed the place.

It was a small house. Like a cozy little cottage. Probably only had at least two rooms at the max. It certainly gave off that vibe. There was a fireplace in the living room. A fully furnished kitchen, complete with a little wooden table with benches instead of individual chairs near the window.

Your grip on your bag of clothes became tighter as you realized that you needed to take a shower. Your stomach grumbled, alerting Bucky that you were hungry. Your comms had died. The two of you could contact no one until you charged them.

Which meant for at least tonight, or whenever the snowstorm outside stopped, you only had Bucky Barnes for company.

Well. That certainly would be pleasant.

"Go and shower first. I'll make dinner."

***

After your shower, you walked back into the kitchen, your sweet smell that reminded Bucky of deserts that his Ma used to make for him and his younger sisters back in Brooklyn drifted towards his nose. Thanks to the serum, he had already smelled it a mile away.

Cinamon rolls. Apple turnovers. Apple pies. Pumpkin pies. Bucky felt his Alpha rumble at the smell. Even Winter stirred at the familiar scent he loved so much.

When Bucky had gotten the trigger words wiped away from him due to Princess Shuri's genius, the Winter Soldier hadn't gone away from him. Rather, Winter had become a part of Bucky. Winter had been what Bucky became to survive Hydra. Winter was Bucky, only darker. More possessive. The deepest, darkest thing of him that the Wakandan Elders had helped him find again and reconcile with.

It was during times like this, making dinner in the kitchen that reminded him so much of his time back in Wakanda. Taking care of his farm and his pet goats, (that he sadly couldn't bring back with him when coming back to America), that he missed the most. It was domestic, in a way. He could almost feed into the fantasy, the thought that you were his Omega, his Bondmate, and that he was just making dinner for you.

From an outsider's perspective, it might've looked like Bucky didn't like you. That he just tolerated you. Treated you like how he treated everyone else in his life.

But it was the contrary.

He liked you.

He liked you very, very much. Other than Steve, Natalia, and heck, even the winged pigeon- you were one of the only people to truly understand him. You were probably even on the same playing field as Natalia, because you knew what it was like to be controlled by the Russian government. You held him at an arm's length at most, and you never treated him like he was some fragile, broken man. When you treated his wounds, you never fretted like other Omega's. Nor did you dottle. Ask him if he was okay every five seconds. It was disappointing in a way.

Bucky turned his head, just as you hopped yourself onto the counter, away from the conduction stove.

The smell of butter pasta was filling your nose. You watched with rapt attention as Bucky shut off the stove, grabbed the freshly grated cheese, and dumping it in. To hell with calories. Stirring quickly for a few seconds, he stopped. Turning his head to look at you, he gave you a low smirk. His scent of something sandalwood, oceany filling your nose. It made your Omega preen.

"Get some bowls, will ya doll? And forks too." Hopping off of the countertops, he heard a chirping, yet sarcastic reply.

"Yes, Sarge."

He felt his pants tighten at the thought. Hearing you grab all of the stuff, he swallowed.

Not that he would tell you that.

No.

Never.

***

"Oh, you've gotta be fucking with me."

So, as luck would have it. There weren't two bedrooms.

Nope.

There was only one.

Not only that, the entire room was fully furnished. A closet was on the left side of the door, against the wall. There was a window and just a bit to right, in the middle of the room, was a queen-sized bed, all made up with all the fluffiest blankets, comforters, and pillows imaginable.

"And you're sure this is the only room?" Bucky said. "Yeah! It's the only one, James. It's either this or the couch. And I'm not sleeping on the couch. It's too cold. Whoever built this safehouse didn't have any heaters built in either. Fuck, is this how I die? Freezing to death?" Your voice was getting higher with concern.

Bucky just rolled his eyes.

"No, doll. You're not to freeze to death. We're going to share that bed."

You turned your head towards him like he had just grown a second head. "What?" you exclaimed. "No. No, no, no. Noooo. James. Nu-uh. Uh-uh. I'm not going to sleep with you in my tank top and underwear. the least you've seen me in is a pair of short shorts and a tank top."

Bucky inhaled deeply through his nostrils.

Get yourself together Barnes.

Don't throw her over your shoulder.

Don't do that.

"You're a water mutant, doll. You're not a fire mutant. You aren't a supersoldier either. I'm not letting you freeze to death. I'll keep you warm all night. Better yet, don't sleep in your tank top and shorts. Our body heats will do just fine." Bucky snapped at you. You were still trying to collect your thoughts.

And then the realization, the reality of your situation, smacked you right across the face.

Bucky was asking you to sleep naked.

With him.

In the same frigging bed together.

Oh you were going to die. You were going to die and go up to wherever other spirits went to after they died. You weren't really all that religious nor spiritual.

But tonight though?

Yeah. Maybe you believed. Maybe a little.

Just the slightest bit.

"Okay, okay," you grumbled, "I won't wear any clothes. Better yet, I'll even give you a show. That'll even out the odds, James."

***

Warm.

He was just oh so warm.

Your back was flush against his front, feeling skin-on-skin.

You had stopped shivering about an hour ago.

Bucky had scouted the safehouse, to see if there was actually a heater, in case you had missed anything.

Nope.

There were no heaters in the safehouse.

Absolutely none.

Not to mention, all of the blankets weren't as thick. From what Bucky had observed a few hours ago after dinner while you had tackled the task of doing the dishes, was that the safe house had been abandoned for a while. It was either that, or nobody had stocked this place up for a while.

He had chosen the latter.

With his strong arms wrapped around your stomach, he pulled you close. You were asleep. Dead asleep. Bucky felt and saw your body rise up and down as you slept, your breaths all evened out.

It was nice, almost. Outside was quiet. Bucky could hear other than your breathing only the soft wind blowing due to the snowstorm outside.

For a moment, Bucky was lulled into a sense of calm. His mind was clear. His Alpha and Winter were quiet. He didn't have to fret. Or look over his shoulder. Didn't have to second guess himself or his actions anymore.

And then he heard it.

Soft whimpers coming from the sweet-smelling Omega that he was currently holding in his arms. You had begun to squirm, arms thrashing out. Your legs smacked on his knees, trying to desperately claw yourself free from his tightening grip on you.

"... I'll be good... just don't chuck me in the freezer again... please sir... I hate it there... please don't chuck me in the freezer, please..." you were sobbing in your sleep. You started to blubber, continually trying to claw yourself out of Bucky's grip. The metal plates of his Vibrainum arm shifted as his metal fingers tightened around your stomach. Bucky knew not to apply too much pressure on you- you weren't like him, Steve, or Natalia. You didn't have the serum in you.

"Doll? Hey, doll. C'mon, wake up. It's not real." Bucky tried shaking you awake to no avail. You had continued to thrash in his arms.

Sniffling loudly, your Omega was thrashing in her cage, in the confines of your mind. She was whispering, yelling at you to wake up.

"Omega. Wake up."

Bucky didn't mean to use his Tone. But you were being so hysterical, shaking, and crying to the point where it was beginning to worry him. Your sweet scent had begun to twist and turn into something more burnt. Singed. It made his eyes water.

You stopped thrashing in his grip. Your body froze up at his use of his Tone. Your Omega stopped throwing her temper tantrum too. She had paused for a second.

Her Alpha had given her a Command.

So why wouldn't she listen?

Peering from her cage in the confines of your mind, she sighed happily.

Alpha. Alpha cares about us. She whispered in your ear.

Slowly returning to consciousness, you struggled to know where you were for a second.

You had been having a nightmare.

A full-fledged nightmare.

You hadn't had one of those in a while.

"... Where am I?" Your voice was gentle but confused.

You still didn't know if you were still in that godforsaken Hydra facility or not. But you just wanted to make sure.

"Here, doll. You're here with me. We're in Ohio, remember? Sharin' one bed together cause I don't wanna be a bad Alpha and letcha freeze to death." Bucky said.

You couldn't help it. You snuggled into him, hearing a deep rumble coming from his chest. Bucky's Alpha was pleased. Very pleased. Winter was quiet. Which surprised Bucky. The little shit was usually more vocal about his own needs these days.

For a moment, it felt okay. You felt that weird fog lifting. Your brain slowly settling in your current surroundings. Your sweet, filling scent that had twisted and burnt into something smoky and burnt was slowly wearing off.

You were still a little shaken up. You could still hear your screaming echoing in your head. Your voice trembling, and because you didn't know if you were still stuck in the facility, "How long?"

"Not long."

Bucky watched as you lifted your head up, blinking once. And then twice. And then again, just to be sure.

Your body felt like it still wasn't physically here. Your body still felt like it was back in the cryo chamber, stuck in that damn freezer. Bucky watched your chest heave up and down. Taking in deep breaths.

Then you flopped right back into your previous spot, your back facing his front. Bucky pulled you back with his metal arm. You heard the metal plates in his arm readjust and move. You couldn't help it. Your vagina throbbed at the sound. Chewing on your bottom lip, you wiggled a little bit.

A deep rumble had come from Bucky.

The metal-armed Alpha had pushed a little bit of his weight down on you. Making you feel all warm and safe with the sandalwood and salty scent wrapped all around you like a cocoon.

You wiggled up against him again, trying to get comfortable. Your eyes closed.

A deep groan came from Bucky.

Was he asleep?

You stopped moving.

Another groan came from Bucky. His arms were wrapped around you. Not tightly, but still. It was kinda nice in a way. You could feel every muscle on his broad chest against your back.

Maybe Bucky had the right idea to sleep naked after all.

You shifted again. Trying to wiggle out a little out of the embrace.

A deep growl rumbled from Bucky. His grip on you tightened. You squirmed against him again.

Voice gravelly, "Stop moving."

Your eyes flew open.

He was awake.

And you had been-

Letting out a hiss, Bucky pushed his entire weight onto you and grinded his half-hard cock against your ass cheeks. Not even caring about if his entire weight would crush you, because of the serum.

He saw red.

Pure absolute red.

You choked. A needy little whimper filled the room.

Bucky's metal hand traveled down, all the way down to your pussy, his knee pushing your legs apart. You were panting in anticipation, eyes wide as saucers. His metal fingers were shoved deep, all the way to the knuckles. A pitiful whine left your lips. A needy whine too.

When he entered you, a choked sob escaped from your lips. Your hands curled into fists, eyes rolling into the back of your head as the formerly brainwashed assassin let out a growl.

"So sick and tired of you teasin' me," was what the former Winter Soldier growled under his breath, hissing at the way your cunt wrapped around him. Slick was smeared around your inner thighs, and you couldn't help but sob at the feeling of being so full.

Bucky was groaning above you, his hands nearing shaking.

Never had he ever thought he could ever get to do this again.

Because Bucky very much still liked sex. He very much so was a sexual creature. Being inside you gave him flashes of his life before Hydra. It made him remember a much skinner, smaller Steve. A much duller, war-stricken Brooklyn. It made him remember the giggles of Omegas. It made him remember his Ma's cooking growing up. Rebecca's giggles in his ears. Just like the old times.

Not for the first time in his life, he didn't feel trapped.

He felt free.

This was freeing to him.

And when he began to move, position his hips against your back, smacking roughly. Good enough to leave marks in the morning.

Wet, squishing noise echoed noisily every time he bottomed out of you. Every thrust in, filling you, completing you. It sent you gasping and crying out into the pillows. His hands- both metal and flesh, reached under you, to grab ahold of your breasts in a tight grip that only made you sob for more.

"More, more, more, please James, please-"

Something snapped in him.

Broke.

Bucky had never felt this feral before. The last time he felt this feral had been the hours when he first presented.

You whined loudly when he slid out of you, crying out at the empty feeling. Your Omega screeched in alarm.

Why had her Alpha stopped? Why?

Grabbing ahold of your legs, he lifted them up. Before he thrusted back in again, filling you up to the brim. It was deeper than last time, and his cock hit that spongy part. Hit your g-spot so good that you screamed into the pillows.

You were coming. You were coming so fast, that deep coil inside you snapping like a bomb wire being cut that you never got the chance to feel your programs. Your body jolted, spasmed. Your legs lifted off of the bed or at least tried to. Bucky's body weight was still keeping you down. So all you could do was grip the bedsheets when Bucky started to pound into you again, taking all he could.

You couldn't help yourself. You glanced back, just to take a glimpse of him.

James Buchanan Barnes looked downright feral and your pussy clenched around him deeper at the sight. as if she knew.

Every thrust made him go deeper, hitting your cervix every time. It made your second orgasm piggyback off of your first one, sobbing into the pillows. It was only when your second orgasm came, your walls clenching down onto his cock that Bucky's teeth sank into your shoulder, shattering, breaking the skin there. The taste of copper filling his mouth. Bucky let out a grunt as he came. Filling you up with so much of his jizz that he was sure it would drip from you tomorrow morning.

Bucky lifted his mouth from your shoulder.

Pants filled the room as the two of you tried to regain yourselves.

Bucky shifted, moving off of you and lying beside you. His eyes weren't black anymore. They were back to their normal blue. They reminded you of the sea in the morning on a peaceful day.

Your hand came to touch his face. Your hand faltered, trembled though. Because you were nervous.

"It's okay," his voice was deeper, huskier. It made your pussy throb. "You can touch me. It's okay."

Your hands came to touch, cup his jaw. You leaned in, pressing your lips against his. His lips were soft. Your lips moved together, his tongue slipping into your mouth. The kiss became deeper. You hadn't expected it to become deeper. You had been just going for an innocent kiss.

You swore.

Like- you really did.

You didn't expect to be fully making out with James Buchanan Barnes.

But it wasn't like you were complaining though.

Because you weren't.

Bucky was the first one to pull away. He could see how red, bruised your lips looked. He didn't recoil from your gentle touch on his face. He welcomed it. He truly did. Hands holding your hips, he looked at you.

His lips traveled down to your mating gland. He touched over it with his tongue, giving it a broad lick. His teeth sank in, piercing the skin.

Your ears popped. You cried out. His grip on your hips didn't falter.

"Yes, yes, yes," you gasped. Bucky lifted his mouth up from your gland, before sinking his teeth back in and biting again. Making his mark all that deeper.

It was only when he lifted his mouth from your gland, wiped your blood off of him with the blanket did you come at him, sinking your teeth into his gland. It made him grunt, even groan. His flesh hand came to your head, pushing your head down, making you sink your teeth even deeper into his gland.

"Yesss," hissed Bucky, his flesh hand sinking into your hair, gripping it. "Deeper, doll. Go deeper."

Winter and his Alpha completely agreed.

Theirs.

You were theirs.

After what seemed an eternity, you lifted your head up. Wiping your mouth on the blanket, you spoke.

"I missed you. What did you do to get us paired on this mission? I thought I was going with Sam," you said to your Alpha. A smirk stretched over Bucky's lips. "Ah," your Alpha said, still smirking, "I might've put something in his drink to make him vomit his guts out. He got sick."

A noise came from you.

"You gave him food poisoning? James!" You scolded him. Bucky leaned back against the headboard. "Don't worry doll, it'll wear off when we come back to the Compound. Bird Brain won't even know what hit him."

You shook your head in disbelief.

"You're unbelievable, Sasha. Did you teach Natalia that trick, too? Hmm? She and all of your Widow students?"

Bucky was still grinning ear to ear at you when he responded back.

"Well little bird, someone had to teach them. After all, I was their teacher. They all called me Yasha. Speaking of my Widow students..." he trailed off in Russian. You looked at him.

"You've contacted one of the KBG? About that leaked Russian tape with the orange man that is, unfortunately, our President?" He asked you. You nodded. "Yeah, Sasha. Everything's going as planned. Although, I think assassinating the orange man would've been a much better option. We would've gone in there and made it a done deal by now! Fuckin' Steve and his righteous self." You grumbled unhappily.

"Hmm. It would've been great as a date night. Don't you think, doll?" Bucky drawled. You gave a serious nod.

"Although... seeing him freak out on Twitter is much, much better. The tea is better when it's hot." You grinned. Bucky just let out a sigh.

"I'm restricting your phone privileges. And your TV privileges. You need to stop watching those drama channels, Mega."

A noise of deep discomfort came from you.

"Sasha!" you whined, "then what will I do while you're gone on missions?"

"Wait for me to come back?" Bucky suggested. You just sighed. Even shook your head in fondest. You happily snuggled up to your Alpha, your nose rubbing up against your Mate's gland. "I always wait for you to come back, Sasha. I wait and I worry. I love you, James."

A deep rumble came from your Mate.

"I love you too, Little Omega."

Your head peeked up.

"So, can we tell the rest of the team when I leak the tape?" You asked, your eyes glimmering with mischief.

Bucky burst out laughing.

"Yes, yes, yes. We can tell them once you've wreaked havoc, Omega."

"Good." You were nodding seriously, in complete agreement. "It'll be fun. And... also, I forgot to tell you."

The joyful expression on Bucky's face was suddenly replaced with one of worry.

"What? What is it?" He asked gently. "When you were gone for your last mission two months ago... I... I came off of my suppressants. I'm ready, James. I want a family with you."

Shock flickered over Bucky's face. And then he was shoving you back into the bed with a shriek coming from you.

"When's your pre-heat?" He demanded.

You felt it. A cramp. It made you whimper.

"N-Now, James. Now," you stammered. Your Alpha pulled your legs apart roughly before he thrusted back into you, making you gasp.

"Say it," he hissed. "Say you want it. Say you want my knot. Say you want my pups."

"I want it, James." Your voice was a low whisper, even staggering a little bit. "I want your knot. I want your pups. Please. Please, Sasha."

His hands, both metal, and flesh gripped your shoulder tight as that vein of his neck nearly popped. His eyes were black with want. Soon, his Rut would be upon him and he'd breed you. Put his pup in you. You'd carry his pup. He'd have the pack that Winter and his Alpha desperately wanted after all these years.

A whine came from you when he pulled out, only to let out a scream when he thrusted back in. Hitting that part of you that made your eyes roll into the back of your head. Your mouth fell open, but no words came out.

His pace was brutal, not even letting you hold onto him. Your hands were left to grip the bedsheets again. You gripped them so tight that your knuckles turned white and you thought that they were going to pop.

Bucky continued to push, continued to shove his ejaculate deeper and deeper inside of you. A mixture of your slick and his ejaculate smeared all over your thighs and trickled down your legs, and you just didn't know what was happening. Your hindbrain was telling you that this was what was needed. That your designation wanted, nay, demanded this. After all the shit you had gone through, your Omega had found her Alpha and now, now she was determined to have a family. Have the pack she desperately desired.

"Mine."

A harsh thrust made you sob.

"You're mine now. I waited for you for so long. Wanted you for so long. You're mine now. Got my Mark. Got my clothes in your nest. Gonna give you my name. Gonna give you my pups. You're mine. All mine. Say you're mine. Say it!"

You came screaming. Your orgasm making you see white. Bucky continued slamming into you, the wet, squishing noises coming from your pussy becoming louder and louder the more he pushed in. Your teeth sank into his flesh shoulder, shattering and piercing the skin there. You tasted copper in your mouth.

Bucky came with a shout. He shoved you back completely, making you shriek. And then he was leaning in again, sinking his teeth into your gland. Making another deep mark. It made you fall limp into the bed as his knot swelled, locking the two of you in place.

He lifted his head.

Being inside you... knotted inside of you... it was bliss. It was just as good as cockwarming. His cock all nestled deep inside of you whenever you two would sneak off to sleep together.

"Bite me again. Give me your mark, Omega." he panted. Slowly, your head went up, you slowly sat up, before taking in a deep breath and sinking your teeth back into his gland.

Home.

You had brought Bucky home. He held you tight, whispering in your ear how much he loved you and how much of a good Omega you were.

"I love you Omega." His voice was rough.

Lifting your head from his gland. Blood still trickling down the corners of your mouth. You offered him a smile. A genuine one. One that made his stomach all fluttery.

"I love you too, Alpha."

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