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Hi there! Can you share with us your favorite Omegaverse fics? Or others stories that inspire you... (By the way, I'm soo addicted to that Neighbor story! You have to continue :DD).
Precious velvet cake anon you have no idea what you have just asked of me.
ALRIGHT so first thing before I do this is my tastes are very specific and so I end up not liking a lot of fic, because if something is off I just stop, aha this is how I end up not liking fics that are super popular in the fandom. ;;; This is also why most of the recs are years old since I don’t read as much these days even though I’m always looking. /o/
Second thing some fics(2) are abandoned. I will still list them because I still think they are GREAT and yea I’m a shitty reccer like that, but I will label them as such. Please be sure to read appropriate warnings on the fics!
Lastly I only read USUK in that order so there’s that to keep in mind.
So onto the recs~
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Stranded (4)
Part (1) ΑΩ Part (2) ΑΩ Part (3)
“England, what are you–,”
“Quiet, love.” The omega breathed against his lips. “I’m playing pretend.”
America stilled, barely breathing as the warm body in his arms shifted again. He could feel England inhale against the skin of his cheek, taking in his scent. He could feel him indulging the most base of desires as he pulled back slightly, barely an inch between their lips.
An omega wasn’t dominating. An omega didn’t instigate. They could tease and flirt a little, like England had so very successfully done just now, but they didn’t start things. It was courtship, as old as time itself, and here was this little omega, doing so well for it despite all that so-called ignorance.
The alpha wasted no time leaning in to capture the other’s lips in a firm kiss.
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Stranded (3)
Part (1) ΑΩ Part (2)
America awoke to a slap to the face
The alpha jerked into a sitting position, alert and alarmed as a heated stinging made his cheek throb. Looking up, he was both surprised and not to see England standing over him, although admittedly the omega had backed away from him now, a guarded distance between them.
“What the hell was that for!?” He found himself yelling, not thinking, brain sleep addled and temper rising. It was usually difficult to truly piss America off, but this was one of those rare times where he was more quick to the emotion, the vulnerability of sleep one that already made him antsy as it were these days.
The omega was completely undaunted, his scent potent and angry like a bundle of hissing snakes. “You bloody moron, you marked me! I was out of my mind and you fucking marked me! How dare you!” England was glaring at him, shaking with a wealth of emotions.
Namely anger and betrayal.
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Stranded (2)
Part (1)
While the first day had passed by quickly with the aid of banter, grousing, and general bickering…
The second day had so far been spent in near silence.
It was odd, but although America preferred to have noise and sound and to bother the other nation ceaselessly, if only for his own amusement, he much rather the man be honest about his nature than put up a front as a beta. And, really, now that England’s secret had been revealed, America wasn’t exactly sure what to say to him.
It felt like being re-introduced and wanting to make a good impression, as silly as that seemed, because for all the years they’d known each other, America had never had the urge to prove his abilities as an alpha and now, suddenly, he did.
And, moreover, after a day of walking in the heat followed by a night spent in the cold, everything punctuated by a lack of food and limited water…
England was beginning to get sick.
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Stranded (1)
England was an omega.
It fell upon America like an anvil in a cartoon, his mind positively reeling at the realization because suddenly so much made sense and yet so much more didn’t. His world had been turned completely on its head because his stodgy, beta guardian with an inexplicable temper was, in actuality, a very cunning omega and the fact that no one knew baffled the younger country like nothing else ever had before.
Because it would be impossible for anyone else to know and not react to him accordingly, neutral, sanitary beta smell or not. If you knew, that was that. Sure, betas were the majority among both humans and nations, but the few omegas that there were, were well taken care of by alphas– some even mated off, despite their status as nations! You couldn’t control the nature of a nation like you could its politics and, admittedly, that could get a little messy, but that didn’t change the fact that all this time England had hidden himself and not a one of them had been the wiser.
This man had been an empire!
And he was an omega.
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Escort
A full swing of a bottle
In the hands of an empty mind
Red ink fills it shut
Heart eyes open like a pen that writes
Walking in a crowded room
Full of lovers I open my legs for at night
Writing new love songs in the evening
All never seen in the morning daylight
This is the romance I needed
The type of love that a lot can’t ever give
Different souls in each empty room
Providing things I never thought exist
Red ink, I drink and put on paper
In a world where everyone reads in black
No one understands, do they?
I open my legs and hope for the best.
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Laws of Physics
I see a clock
And hold hands with its numbers
My fingers touching time
Its arrows piercing on my shoulders
Fighting a war with the laws of physics
As I dance myself amongst the stars
Floating beneath the surface
Letting go against the hours
I pour my heart out
“My last days” entitled
Making paper planes out of goodbyes
Dedicated to all of my lovers
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Absence
When all that I am
Washes under the rain
I pray you count the drops
Drench yourself in waterless seas
Use your tears to build a river
And try to make a reflection of me
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The Awakening Phase
In an hourglass-sand world
Where I breath green flavored air
There lay a sky that told me to look down
To stones that insist my feet walk bare
Words narrate my steps in scripts
Like an actress in a silent play
With all the things I once knew
Now all the things I start to hate
And as I look past
The reflection in the seas
I'd catch a glimpse of the heavens
The skies told me not to see
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Local Stargirl
Empty under the sheets
Where time doesn’t exist
Lana Del Rey playing like an anthem
Lang Leav, on my lips
Your eyes follow me
My body, on the hands of your dignity
My whole being, you judge my soul
Your heart, absent of apathy
You say I’m like art
That your visions are in painting
Like a french girl you draw me,
In your eyes, that’s how you know me
I’m a fantasy,
A character you knew in movies
Playing in front of you
And only you can watch me
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Childhood Candy
I’m in pause,
Smoke going in, out of my lungs
The sky above my head
Blue and grey in the shape of clouds
If this is the gift they claimed to be good
There’s nothing else I could ever ask for
Unwrapping things like a child
Clinging onto your shoulders
The taste of sweetness
The cinnamon on your tongue
Licking and sipping like a lollipop
You’re the childhood candy that I lost
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Quicksand
Sing a soft song
In a tower on a deserted hill
Where silence is the language
And voices are a foreign thrill
Take a deep breath
In the sweet, unpolluted land
Where clouds are like vapor
And pathways feel like quicksand
Let it consume you
Let the dry land take your feet
Run until it feels like walking
Walk until your legs give in
Cry until rain fills the oceans with blue
As the waterless land floods to the brim
Scream until it becomes a language
Where silence is found only within
Sing a soft scream
As you drown in the flooded seas
Where no one can hear
Though everyone could see
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One of the worst feelings is when you feel a hyperfixiation slipping.. Like no.. Youre so sexy pls keep giving me happy chemical
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would love it if my mood could stabilize and my emotions weren't dependent on a million unpredictable factors from an impending sense of doom about the future to how the air feels
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stardew valley is such a fun little game because i can make up shit drama stories in my head and pretend thats whats actually happening in the game
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[COMIC] Alex’s Horror Movie Training
Sam looks like he’s having a wonderful time!
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