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imagine-shenanigans · 11 months

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hey guys i haven't even had a chance to see atsv yet i just know spoilers and i want this man biblically, i'm talking carnally, i want him in a way that hurts feminism, i want to bring the whole damn movement down so i can be his stupid little housewife and raise his damn kids so i can watch him be happy and then also get railed into losing every brain cell i have

anyway here's some abo headcanons, they include spoilers for the movie/his backstory probably because idk what is and isnt a spoiler because i havent seen it yet.

also this one works a bit differently than my normal layout, it goes SFW and then dips NSFW and ends with more SFW but they're all clearly labeled!

Reader is written gender neutral with they/them and the nsfw section has afab and amab sections, but since I'm Nonbinary and AFAB that's probably how it's gonna come off for most of the reading, just to warn you!

Miguel O'Hara x Reader N/SFW ABO Headcanons

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 5k words

Content Warnings (tell me if I miss any): Dubcon, ABO, Obsessive Behavior, Toxic behavior, Omega reader, Alpha Miguel

For these headcanons we're gonna exist in a weird liminal space where Gabi is like, five to six or so and he brought her home with him or some shit idk man I just think he's a hot single father anwyay, also this is assuming omega reader because i think it's hot

if anyone wants a version where Miguel follows more canon and he still lost his kid and came back you're free to request that too i love that shit, just for this specific one i wanna raise his damn kids so-

SFW

Alpha, big alpha energies.

Miguel is the type of guy who's pretty obsessive with what he claims as his, I would honestly say borderline yandere vibes without fully delving into it - his mental state in this au/situation is also a lot better since he still has his daughter, so he's genuinely a lot less "feral" than he tends to get without her, even though in this we'll say he did almost lose her.

So when he claims someone, he's going to be damn sure he means it.

This ones a bit of a general headcanon but he doesn't really have a type when it comes to the people he likes, other than he needs someone who's interesting to him. Whether it's because you're hotheaded, or even keeled, whether you're snarky or sweet, he just needs something for his brain to latch onto.

Not a love at first sight guy but he is an "obsession I can't place" kind of guy.

Miguel has really enhanced senses when it comes to scenting, so it takes some damn strong suppressants and scent blockers to completely block him out... which if we're pretending reader here is falling with the abo trope of "hiding being an omega" (which we are because I love tropes) is just what gets him obsessed. Clothing and perfume that masks your scent, suppressants and scent blockers, and a confident attitude are all enough to throw most people off the (forgive my pun) scent.

But not Miguel.

His spider DNA has the animalistic side to it that fucks with his hormones regardless, makes it easier for him to pick up on the pheromones that even most attentive alphas can't, he's damn near a personal lie detector with how smart he is and how attuned he is to what his nose and instincts tell him, even when he's using serums to keep the more feral urges at bay.

He can only get a whiff of you, fainter than most betas, and it drives him fucking insane knowing he can smell something but he can't figure it out. He can't place it, and it nags at his brain. He can smell a whiff of flowers, or sugar, or something undeniably citrus (depending on what you headcanon your own smell to be) but he can't place it and he hates that shit.

Ends up pulling some traditional alpha shit and he can't even help it, starts trying to crowd you until you kick him in the shin or Peter B or Jess shoos him away. He has to figure out what it is, he has to know.

It only gets worse when he brings Gabi in (a babysitter fell through) and you end up butting your way in to play with Gabi and Mayday, delighting in watching them for the day instead of whatever you were supposed to be doing. They're both so cute and sweet.

Gabi smells primarily like cinnamon and a bit like dewey grass - she's not old enough to have presented yet, but her basic scent, unaffected by the secondary gender hormones, is simple and sweet, reminds you of a summer morning.

She takes after her father in that regard - Miguel smells *warm* and a bit musky, like trees and cinnamon and, a bit like a camp fire. A small tinge of oil, when you pick it apart, and you can't tell if its from the lingering scent on his skin after fixing a broken machine nobody else could, or if that's part of his natural scent.

(Mayday smells like marshmallows, and carmel, funnily enough)

When you take care of Gabi and Mayday, your scent lingers on their skin, mixes and twists in a way that Peter B can't notice but Miguel can. It's all he can do not to be a damn freak and pick his baby girl up and sniff her hair to try and figure out why she smells like that (not in a creepy way, to clarify because there are some freaks on here, but in the same way a dog gets baffled by smelling you use a new perfume, or in the way of when you pick your kid up and go "WHY DO I SMELL CANDLES ON YOU WHAT WERE YOU DOING")

He almost can't stand how his head swims when he watches you pick Gabi up and gently throw her up in the air a bit, watching you let her climb onto you while you're distracted just like Mayday does. Soothe her tears when she accidentally breaks a toy because she's still learning to control her super strength.

He doesn't know that he wants you either, not until long after he's already manifested feelings. Doesn't realize how protective he is, doesn't realize how differently he treats you. He doesn't realize he's lingering in your area just long enough to make sure he can fill his nose with the faint scent you give off.

He assumes you're a beta - not that it mattered to him, really. Miguel would just as soon marry another alpha as he would a beta or an omega, as long as it's you.

He doesn't realize what he's doing until he's got a piece of your clothing in his hands, holding it in the dead of night up to his nose. A scarf or a glove or a jacket you'd leant to Gabi during the day and she'd spilled her juice on it and he'd taken it home to wash it.

He can smell his daughter's scent, louder than life, so familiar he could have a handful of pepper thrown at him and he'd still be able to wrap his arms around her and move her out of harm's way in the direst of straits.

And then there's yours, linger, mingling with his daughter's scent, and it's the parent of his child.

It's not, it's not the woman who birthed Gabi, it's not the woman who contributed to making her. It's you, the only other person he ever wants near his child in that capacity. And it's intoxicating. It's infuriating. It's overwhelming because the full breadth of his own emotions is so strong as he realizes what he's been doing. And he can't even tell you because he holds himself to a specific standard, a specific code of ethics, and even though he wants to risk it all just so his hindbrain (both alpha and spider and his own human instincts all mingling in one) can have his little loves all wrapped up in his arms, safe where he can protect them.

He only just has the strength to wash the piece of cloth and return it. It takes everything he has not to cling to it, to make a pretty little nest to protect his family in, webs and pillows and fabric, a basis of protection so you can properly make it your own and -

He controls himself, and returns the scarf the next day, leaving it on your desk because he can't bear to look you in the eyes.

The days struggle by, a stark contrast to his normal snark, to lingering in your space and snorting and rolling his eyes. To being by your side more than he normally is. It's disheartening, it makes you feel rejected, and he knows it.

But he doesn't stop, this tension that can cut through the air lingering. Even Gabi and May notice it, the older girl frowning and the younger fussing when the two of you are in the room together.

And then your heat happens.

(brief bullet point break because there's a limit to how much you can have in one bulleted section on tumblr and I don't remember what it is but I'd rather just break here)

You've been on suppressants and scent blockers for years now. Being in your line of work (whether you headcanon this as a spiderperson version of you, or a different kind of superhero, or a civillian all working in the society) it's necessary. Omegas aren't rare but they're not the majority of the population like betas are. In Nueva York, it's a coin toss if you'll be fought over in the streets like some prize to be won, or if you'll be coddled like a child who can't figure out what's best for them.

It's half safety half preference at this point, from your original universe's standard (before it had burnt to cinders before you), and this one's. Your suit, your meds, and your behavior, they're all meant to mask and confuse.

But you can only make it so long on the prescription you've got, the long-lasting shots that were more reliable than a pill. The scent blockers go first - not by design, but by chance. You'd been giving yourself lower doses since you'd wound up in Nueva York, supplementing it with deodorants and lotions swiped from stores and hospitals that could afford to spare the supplies when you can't buy it covertly. But you'd still been low in comparison to your suppressants.

You shower more frequently, lather yourself with soaps and deodorants and lotions of different scents and ones that have blocking effects, and for the most part it works. You can't quite fool Gabi - too smart, too tuned in to your emotions like her father could be. She's got a sharp nose, and she wrinkles it when she can smell how confusing your scent is. She asks questions, and you can't lie your way out of it, but you are able to bribe her so she's distracted long enough that she forgets the question. Miguel notices, when he picks up Gabi, but he can't quite figure out exactly what's wrong, and you leave so fast (he assumes with the tension that lingers between the two of you) that he can't figure it out.

You're so certain you're in the clear.

But then your shots run out, and even you can't get more without a prescription. And while your health information would never go through Miguel, you know that the medispiders have to go through him or Lyla for any heavy duty things like suppressants, because they have to be resourced more carefully.

And your last doctor, although wildly shady, and incompetent, and operating out of an apartment, was right about one thing - suppressants will rot you from the inside out if you're not careful. If you don't let a natural heat occur, it will only be worse in the long run. (Although you suppose he probably had a greasier, grosser reason for telling you that.)

And rot you from the inside they have - all your natural reactions to a heat, all your normal bodily functions don't work properly, when confronted with something they haven't seen in years. You know within seconds of your suppressants flushing out of your system what's going on. You're still in the pre-heat phase of things, and you feel like you're dying. You aren't, and you know you aren't, but you feel nauseous and feverish and incoherent within an hour tops. Only long enough to let you panic and send a text to Miguel that you can't watch Gabi like you'd planned. That you're going out ad you won't be back awhile. You leave your phone in your room, when you pack your bag and head for the nearest somewhat reputable hotel that you can afford. You brace the door with the dresser, explicit instructions left for the front desk to, under no circumstances, contact you for the next week.

You get an order of pre-made meals to slap into the fridge, water and juice and all sorts of drinks and things shoved haphazardly inside once the bot brings it in through the window. You're barely coherent enough to retain control to crush the landline, rendering it inoperable, before you barricade the rest of the room.

You're definitely not in control when you nest, blankets and pillows and clothing all thrown haphazardly around as you go fully out of your gourd.

You're damn well out of your mind by the time you would have normally realized the card you were using was in Miguel's name.

(another very brief line break in this portion for drama but also so I don't hit any limits)

Miguel is pissed when you leave so suddenly.

Sure, he's been avoiding you, and sure, you aren't actually together, but you're his damn it. You don't know it, and sure, he's not going to acknowledge it out loud until something happens, but you can't just leave him and your child and his child who loves you high and dry like that!

It's laughably easy to find you, to find the hotel you've checked into. He doesn't even wait to figure out the reason you left, he's so quick on his honestly kinda toxic bs.

Gabi is left with Peter B and Jess for a bit, and Miguel is honestly so smug that he finds you so fast. You were so sloppy about it. So quick to leave that even though you left your phone behind, in a moment of clarity, you barely bothered to take back streets. You used his own damn card he'd given you to pay for the hotel for two weeks, and to order food.

If he weren't half out of his mind with concern and anger about how quickly you left, he'd be angry you used the card without asking like you normally did.

(His hind brain purrs with it though, knowing he's provided for you)

He doesn't know what did it. Miguel genuinely doesn't know what he did to earn your ire in such a way, but he can guess. He doesn't think it's how cold he was, in the beginning, but he isn't sure that it's not how he'd warmed up to you. How, when he'd let his guard down without realizing it, that he'd flirted with you. Had that made you uncomfortable? Had every 'innocent' brush against you turned you against him? Certainly, it could be his absence, his sudden coolness and stonewalling. It could be how he refused to look at you, when you were in the room. Tried to hold his breath after he'd realized what he was doing.

He doesn't really listen to Lyla when she tries telling him things. He heard where you where, found out the room, and swiped a key before Lyla could finish talking about vital signs and behaviors. She knows to set his alerts to emergency only for the foreseeable future, because she's figured it out much quicker than he has, and she figures she'll at least spare herself the trouble. Gets Gabi set up with Jess for the night, and is on her way so she doesn't have to deal with what's about to go down.

He's surprised by the dresser in front of the door, when he tries to get in the first time. It's easy for him to move - he just lowers his center of gravity and pushes his way into the room, slamming the door shut before he can inhale.

The hotel room is nice, with a kitchenette and a small entry area with a couch and a television. The bedroom is just tucked out of sight. Exactly what he expected when he'd heard the hotel's name - he'd never been, but he recognized it.

And it's when he inhales, that he realizes why.

Your scent hits him hard and fast, chokingly sweet in the back of his throat in a way that makes his hindbrain roar. His pupils blow wide, and if he didn't have such a strong self control, he'd have torn the damn door off its hinges looking for you.

He remembers, in that moment, why he recognized the hotel. It was one that was best known for its handling of customers in heat and rut.

NSFW INTERLUDE

(We're gonna start with general headcanons and go back into the specifics of the scenario in a sec but it's all relevant fjasdkl;)

Miguel is a Dom-leaning switch, he prefers to be in control as often as possible, regardless of whether he's topping or bottoming. Nine times out of ten, he wants to fuck his partner until they're an incoherent, babbling mess, because he enjoys the power and control it gives him, enjoys the dynamic of it.

As he gets more comfortable with a partner, he's more willing to accept the idea of subbing, enjoying it more when he has someone he trusts behind the wheel, so to speak.

(Because yes, Alphas can be subs too - that's a whole thing I could get into and might if someone asks)

And Miguel, even normally, is already a possessive guy. He's needy, and stakes his claim, and when we're talking about abo Miguel?

Sheeeeeesh

The moment he scents you in the air, the moment it clicks in his brain that you're going through a rut or a heat, it goes straight to his dick.

He damn near loses it, fighting not to tear the door off its hinges as he stalks to your room. Your scent is so strong in the air that even though he knows he should turn around, he still at the very least wants to make sure you're okay. So the sight of you, face down, ass up, fingers pressing into yourself, he almost loses his damn mind.

His pretty little wife/husband/spouse coworker, his crush, is an omega. It's almost too good to be true, and he can feel his fucking fangs extend, his mouth watering as he stares at you. You're too blissed out to even realize he's there, slick dripping down your thighs like a fucking faucet... and his name is on your lips.

He could cum untouched, could die a happy, happy man after seeing this.

He has dignity, and self control though, even as the force of your hit heats him. He's genuinely concerned, a moment later, his instinct to breed to claim tampered down by his need to care.

You cling to him, hazy, feverish, and incoherent. You beg him to claim you, to mark you, to fuck you. Miguel wants to, he does... but he instead kicks his shoes off but otherwise stays fully clothed, his cock so hard it hurts as he grabs the closest bottle of water, and an ice pack, and climbs into your haphazard nest with you. He probably should have left by now, but instead he seats you against him, your back pressed to his chest, and he presses the ice pack to your forehead, ordering you to keep it there as he makes you drink water, sip by sip.

You whine, and beg, and squirm, but you obey.

He fucks you on his fingers, once he's gotten some water into you. Hard and fast, leaving you breathless, tense, until you cum all over his fingers, oversensitive as he fingerfucks you into another one, and another, arms like steel wrapped around your waist as one hand pounds into you, the other wrapped around your dick or circling hard on your clit. It's not enough to genuinely sate your heat, but it's enough to help. And he doesn't trust himself to put his own mouth to use - barely trusts himself to speak, even though most of what he growls into your ear is, strictly speaking, complete and utter nonsense as he's caught in the moment. Every time you cum, he praises you, telling you how good you are for it. How sweet you look, with tears streaming down your face, cumming so well for him.

When there's enough coherency for you to have a conversation (but not coherent enough to be mortified), Miguel is able to get the rough gist of the situation. He really can only piece together that the heat is going to be a strong one, that it came fast, and that you had panicked. There's a confession, to be had there. He agrees to help you through your heat, but only under the condition that you're his.

It's toxic, and of dubious consent at best, but he'll pull as many orgasms out of you as needed to keep you coherent enough to talk to him. He's helped an omega through a heat or two, and he knows what he's doing. He's not exactly clearheaded himself, in making the decision - but he does make sure that this is truly what you want before he proceeds.

When he's sure that it's not just the heat speaking, that you truly do care for him, that you want him to stay even after your heat has subsided, he allows himself to indulge.

Sympathy ruts are common, and it builds slowly inside of him as he indulges in his instincts. Holding you, kissing you, pressing his fingers inside of you over and over and over again until you pass out. He keeps you wrapped up in the nest, adding his shirt to the mix while you sleep, but not trusting himself to completely strip quite yet.

Miguel is an attentive alpha.

(While you sleep, he excuses himself from the nest to call his daughter, to assure her everything will be okay, and he just explains simply that you'd gotten sick, that you needed him for a bit, and that he'd be back once you were feeling better. He promises to call every night, and he works out a schedule with Peter B and Jess in the meantime.)

(When you overhear him, voice so soft, so protective, so gentle, it half makes you want to swoon, and half want to climb on his lap and fuck yourself stupid on his cock until he fills you up so you can give his daughter a sibling.)

This man is going to spend a good majority of his time pre-sympathy rut fucking you open on his fingers and his mouth. He wants to make sure you're ready, wants to make sure he can enjoy this for as long as possible.

By the end of it, he makes sure to fuck you, nice and steady, a hand on your throat and his lips on yours. He makes sure you're nice and coherent for it. He wants to make sure you remember it, when he claims you. When his (fucking horse cock, the dude's packing like ten to twelve inches which is great for my chubby bitches like me) dick fills you up so full that you're almost certain you'll break, hiccupping and sobbing as you keen and wail, the nest below you soaked as he fills you up. His fangs sink into your neck and you cum, right then, his hands grabbing your thighs so hard he's sure it will bruise. He fucks you through your orgasm, knot catching until it slips inside. He rubs your clit/tugs on your dick as he finally knots you, making sure you cum just one more time for me, cariño.

normal Miguel definitely has a claiming and breeding kink, so it's fucking intensified by ten when he's omegaverse Miguel... let alone when the man's subject to his rut. You'll be covered in scratches and bites and hickies by the time you're both coherent enough to function properly again.

Which... for Miguel, is a solid few hours of coherency at a time.

For you? You're only ever coherent in short bursts, and it's like the peak of your heat constantly for almost the full week.

This next bit just mostly borders on nsfw/has some nsfw parts so i'll put it at the end here before going back to sfw

Like I mentioned before, Miguel is a very attentive alpha.

He's going to fuck you seven different ways in an hour with his superhuman stamina, but he's also going to make sure to actually take care of you.

He makes sure you drink electrolytes and water in equal measure, makes sure you eat, and sleep, and he bathes you himself, carrying you into the shower and keeping you pressed against him as he massages your muscles and washes your hair and body with a soft cloth, using completely unscented soaps and shampoos so it doesn't overwhelm you. Presses bandages to your scrapes and bites so you'll heal faster. Cool cloths and ice packs and fever reducing medicine.

He finds he has to bribe you, during this time, even for the most basic tasks like eating and drinking, and he would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy having to plug you up with his cock just to get you to eat wasn't hot as hell. The fact that you need him so badly you'd rather forgo basic necessities... it's addicting. Granted, he doesn't actually let you - he's got enough control that he can make sure you're taken care of in all regards.

Back to SFW time!

After your heat itself passes, you're subject to the suppressant sickness that comes with it. Your fever has broken, but you're still nauseous and dizzy and fatigued as your body flushes everything out of your system.

Miguel is beyond pissed when he finds out why you're still sick.

It's reckless to not even have a natural heat once every six months, let alone taking your suppressants so solidly that you hadn't had one in years. If he'd known, he'd have said consequences be damned and would have bitten you the moment he walked through the door, and taken you to the hospital.

He doesn't care how embarrassed you are, when he packs all of your things back up into the sealable bags, and dresses you in his own clothing. He's almost out of his mind when he takes both of you back to HQ - only just remembering to take back corridors to the medic so they can check you over properly.

You've then got two spider people who are pissed, as the medic rants about how dangerous that was, how stupid it was that you did that, instead of just swallowing your pride and letting them help you control things. They order you on house arrest for a full month, to make sure your body can recover properly. No suppressants, no scent blockers (at least the medical kind) for a couple years, and only medicine that's medically necessary, and even then it has to be monitored more carefully.

Miguel lets the Medispider tear you a new one for a moment while he steps into the hallway, giving you privacy and space to figure things out with the doctor while he catches up with Gabi.

When you're done with the Medispider, it's not a question on if you're staying with Miguel or not - you really don't have a choice in the matter, he tells you. When you're recovered, you can decide if you want to move in or not, but until then he was going to personally keep an eye on you.

Gabi, who lacks the complete understanding of the why and the how behind it all, is just glad that the person they've been trying to scheme their father into confessing to is actually going to live with them. (Even if only for about a month.) She grins smugly when she realizes you smell like her dad.

Miguel lets you have pick of the house, when he carries you back to his beautiful, cozy suburban home. He leaves the proper tour up to Gabi, as he carries you both, letting Gabi tell you about everything excitedly. You stay in his bed (you two had claimed each other, and although Miguel does give you the option of your own room... you'd rather die than lose the comfort that comes with being around your mate.)

Miguel cooks properly for you while you stay with him and Gabi.

No more prepackaged meals, he sneers, instead making you chicken noodle soup from scratch, with bone broth and lots of vegetables. Breakfast every morning before he takes Gabi to school, tucks you in to sleep while he pops into the HQ to check on things. He's out of commission from missions while he cares for you, but he still makes sure things go smoothly. He's home by lunch, sometimes bringing you fast food instead of cooking so you can have your fill of a greasy burger or fries or something to sate the part of you that needs something unhealthy and indulgent. Holds you in his lap while you both eat, watching TV on the couch.

He finishes his work and goes on emergency-only mode when it's time to pick up Gabi from school. He tucks you into the passenger seat if you feel up to it, buckling you up himself and pressing a kiss to your lips, even though he doesn't need to. He knows you can buckle yourself up, and lets you do so when you insist, but it makes him happy to know he's taking measures to keep you safe.

He does force you to take a blanket with you, just in case though.

When all three of you get home, he makes dinner, sometimes with Gabi helping him, sometimes you, sometimes just himself. He has a pretty wide range of foods he ends up making, but it's primarily because they're foods he likes, or Gabi likes, and he learned to make them. He's a good cook, overall.

It's the best work-life balance he's had in a long time.

When you're better, he all but begs you to stay.

And god, how could you say no to him?

(Also for those who it matters for, if you do end up pregnant from the Heat Adventures he obviously loves kids and would love one with you, but if you don't feel ready/don't want to have kids other than Gabi, he absolutely respects it, and will talk about options with you. Granted, he'll be disappointed, but at the end of the day it's not something he CAN'T move past. Discusses birth control options with you almost immediately when the two of you get intimate again.)

#miguel x reader #miguel o'hara spiderverse #spiderverse #strawberry writing #strawberry headcanons #also on god if i find any minors in my notes or in my inbox i'll maim you #i might turn this into a proper fic at some point #but you get the really long headcanon/rambly version that's all just ideas for now #because i like to feed my followers and the tag #gotta contribute b/c theres some damn good fics ive read so far #smut #i gotta update my tags smh #great news everyone i got wildly into this one #so it gets posted early

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yandere-fics · 6 months

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omegaverse ocs react on their mate trying to run away

(I'm only doing this for the alphas so Miriel and Runa/Rudie are not included for the city since the first is an omega and the other one is a beta in my headcanon.)

♡ The Kingdom Version ♡

♡ How They React To Omega Darling Trying To Escape ♡

♡ Much like how she would react if you tried to escape under normal circumstances, she realizes that since you won't be an obedient omega, she no longer has to treat you so delicately. She really wanted to be a kinder alpha to you but you just won't submit to her which means she needs to sink her teeth into that lovely neck of yours to force you to submit. It's alright if your submission isn't genuine, as long as she can force you to stay close to her, she's sure you'll realize that you're happiest when you allow your alpha to care for you. ♡

♡ You only begin to get some rights back when you start obeying without her even having to use her alpha voice on you. She hates having to use it on you anyways and again, she really really does want to be sweet to her omega. She just wants to be able to whisper sweet nothings in your ear as she brings you items for your nest and fills you up nice and good during your heats, so just let her, okay? ♡

♡ Nora is an apex who has been suppressing her instincts for centuries and she's damn good at hiding it from everyone including heer cute omega mate who thinks she's a beta, but seeing you run is ultimately the thing that triggers them after centuries. Nora doesn't reveal too much about what she's currently thinking usually but seeing you run awakens a darkness within her that she's tried so so so hard to bury. She really didn't want to do this, you left her with no choice, her reason for living can't leave. ♡

♡ By the time she comes to, you're bloody and covered in bite marks everywhere, including a particularly harsh looking bond mark. Your legs can barely even move without intense pain and while she doesn't like seeing you in pain, she feels a sick sense of satisfaction about this. You look completely owned by her, it really didn't have to come to this point, she could have stayed your nice beta girlfriend, taking rut suppressants for the rest of your eternity together, but you just had to push her didn't you? ♡

♡ You should have known better than to run. You knew exactly what she was when you met her and you still chose to run. There isn't a single person in the city who is unaware that The Boss is an apex alpha. It's impossible to avoid if you go anywhere near her office, forbidden areas receive scented table cloths so that way people know this area is only for her and the scent rarely fades. The same goes for you, as you run through the streets people back away from you because even a beta child can smell that you are property. Of course she doesn't think of you as property, she thinks of you as her lover, but that's not how it is to the citizens of the city. ♡

♡ Unlike in normal circumstances, she will personally come to collect you because she doesn't want to risk having a bodyguard touch you and leave their scent while catching you. She's absolutely furious with you, everyone within like 50 metres has to scrub themselves clean because she was emitting so much of her scent. You're also going into early heat even if you just had one because her scent is too thick, but luckily it doesn't send any nearby omegas into heat since her scent is so strong that it's disgusting in everyone else's opinion. ♡

#yandere oc #yandere lesbian #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere asks #yandere scenarios #my oc sawyer #my oc kassien #my oc nora

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robertfettuccine · 4 days

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My Post-May the Fourth Bad Batch Thoughts

there's lots of 'em

[spoilers]

To start off, I was So excited for the finale I stayed up to watch it when it came out (1am in my time zone) and idk it didn’t feel worth it to do that during finals week after watching the ep

Maybe I had too high expectations but I figured that to wrap up the entire show we’d at least get an hour? Maybe more? I was hoping for something like the s1 premiere but no 51 minutes and you suffer.

Ok I've decided to put my thoughts into 15 minute increments for Organization Purposes

Part One thoughts:

Ok so right away I feel the "wrecker is gonna die" vibes. "Can you make it?" "Try and stop me." It feels very final it feels like he won't. I def thought my first time around that he wasn't gonna make it

The way Hemlock holds that gloved hand... I thought surely that had to be important somehow. I've been wondering about it since he was introduced.

Echo looks like handsome squidward sorry

The way Omega rewires the droid.. Tech. But the way she starts giving orders to the rest of the kids is so Hunter. She really is her fathers' (plural) daughter.

Sidenote the way her theme combines with a light, string-heavy version of the Bad Batch theme while she and the kids are getting ready to leave the vault... mmmm me when music

Ok back to the Batch and ough.. Wrecker is seriously hurt this had me so nervous they're out of med patches I thought for Sure he was gone

Imagine you're in the military and you get sent to some super secret boring base and your whole job is to stand around and guard a submerged lizard (?) and you're already confused and over it and then you find a bunch of kids in your walls???

WOw this is really minor but the cut from the kids and the Zillo to Echo and Emerie at 9:46 felt Really awkward. That's all.

the HAND thing again what is With that Hemlock??

Wrecker again with the Dying

REX MENTION!!!!! WTF IS A BAD HELMET PAINT JOB

"Clone Force 99 died with Tech" what a great line. If only it carried emotional weight within the rest of the story. If only the character's actions made that make sense. Hmm.

"If we all go in, we're not all making it out" see this is why I thought I was getting rogue one'd

"Omega needs you both" is sweet and cool, but she doesn't. She's proved this whole season that she's competent on her own. Idk.

Plan 99 namedrop? Also crosshair's self hatred and guilt is so devastating he's constantly trying to atone and it's so.....

Tech namedrop????? And for WHAT??????????

nOO that stormtrooper.. they done squished his ass

Jax is afraid of heights! Just like Wrecker!! Good character moment for everybody.

Part 1 TLDR: The first third of this episode was full of contrast, which was super interesting to watch. Omega and the kids are doing great, the lighting on them is generally softer and.. idk, lighter. They get hopeful music and they succeed. The Batch on the other hand..... everything is so ominous. It feels like somebody's gonna die (and it feels like it's Wrecker). My main gripes: some of the jump cuts feel like the episode was hastily stitched together and they don't make sense, I don't really know what to do with that knowledge. The Plan 99 conversation didn't make any sense within the context of this season (I'll elaborate later). Positives: Omega is really winning this ep, you can see all of her brothers in her and it's beautiful. What they've done with her theme in the music I Love. That moment with Omega and Jax when he says he's afraid of heights is really sweet.

Part Two Thoughts:

Ok starting off strong, Scorch questioning his orders for a bit? He's going to lose brothers? The door closes before we can hear what he says over the comm? I really thought maybe Scorch redemption.

Ok Hemlock is activating the CXs. There's four of them.

They all have different armor.. and different body types.. very similar to the batch....... hmmmmmmm

CX-2!! *clown noises*

Ok close up on the same CXs from before. One of them uses blades. One has.. sci-fi brass knuckles? CX-2 is there. This feels like Evil Bad Batch.

THE CLOSE UP ON CX-2 SPECIFICALLY WHY IS HE IMPORTANT

wrecker dying again uhnnnnnnhnhhhhhhhhhh

The brass knuckles CX just grabbed a panel of Something and used it as a shield. That's Plan 82. That's Wrecker's job.

WHY IS THERE ONE WITH GOGGLES JUST LIKE TECH'S? WHY

Goggles clone duel wields sword-vibroblades. ?

The one with the staff.. Hunter?

Ok Vibro-Sword CX, why toss the Sword to CX-2 so he can cut off Crosshair's hand? Why not just do it yourself? Those things have enough reach that he could have sliced it off himself.

The way CX-2 talks is Just like Crosshair. The inflections are exactly the same.

Ok I get Hemlock's a sadist but why keep the Batch alive at all? Seems like that's more dangerous than experimenting on them is productive

Echo and Omega's reunion is lovely. "Hey kid. And... other kids." he's doing amazing

Using the Chief Scientist's datapad just like last time Omega escaped... nice.

Hemlock's hand again.

Ok so crosshair just gets a hand stump and we move on?? This whole scene felt weird and out of place to me but Especially that.

Yeah!! Clone rebellion. Echo is Fives if he won (and had no melanin)

Maybe Electrostaff CX is Wrecker? He seems taller and has a wider build.

But nvm Brass Knuckles CX plays wrecker's part in the batch and Electrostaff doesn't

GOGGLES AGAIN WITH THE SWORDS?? WhY isn't CX-2 fighting with the rest why is he with Hemlock why does he stand out so much WHY

"My work will always be Kaminoan" yeah Nala Se isn't redeemed for me she's still a supremacist and a eugenicist and she and Rampart both deserved what they got. Satisfying ending for them both though.

Part 2 TLDR: This part had a ton of potential. There were a lot of suspenseful and mysterious shots. The story started getting more intense, even though the kids escaped successfully. There was weight there, and as an audience we could tell how much was on the line. I loved watching this part. My main gripes: Honestly none with this part alone. All of it felt pretty in-character, it had depth, it had weight, and it had meaning in the story. It makes less sense when we get to Part 3 though. Positives: I absolutely loved watching this part of the ep. It had me on the edge of my seat trying to figure out just what was going on with the CXs and who wasn't going to make it out. Giving Echo the chance to continue his brother's mission and free the clones was great. Nala Se and Rampart both got a fitting end, I was very satisfied with that as well.

Part Three Thoughts:

Wrecker is fighting Staff Guy (possibly Evil Wrecker) oh that would've been so cool

And they just STABBED HIM?? JUST LIKE THAT?? What was with the focus on CX-2 throughout the ENTIRE SEASON when he literally Didn't Matter At All???

We're not even gonna talk about the hand then huh. Ok.

Closeup of the Goggles Helmet?? What was the purpose. What was it.

And then they have SOmeone pick up the sword and helmet all ominously and then it's just some guy. We see his face. It kinda looks too small for his body. Like bad photoshop

Ok so echo doesn't have lungs? or like..

There is Such a focus on the Goggles. Like we were never supposed to see his face. Like it was maybe supposed to be suspenseful.

Ok why so ominous if Wrecker is just gonna shove his face into a wall instantly? Why all the suspense and cool shots?

When CX-2's ship blew up I thought for sure it was from Rex or Phee's ship. But no. (can regular DC-15s even Do that?)

HNNNNNHG wet hair Hunter

SCORCH?? Ok so he could have been some random guy and it wouldn't have made a difference. What was the purpose. Why did he have a name? Why bring in a Legends character just to get rid of him in the most anticlimactic way possible?

Hemlock threatening Omega literally doesn't make any sense? It carries Zero weight. Omega even brings it up and Hemlock doesn't respond. Because it doesn't make sense for his character. Why.

Nice little callback with Crosshair's shoulder rest

Crosshair shooting Omega's binders off should be a tense moment but it's not. There's nothing at stake here. We know he won't shoot Omega. What am I supposed to be feeling?

Ok seeing Hemlock just get absolutely Pelted was nice

She hugged Crosshair first. Maybe we can start resolving some of his guilt. If we actually took time to show characters processing their emotions.

We're Still not talking about the hand? That feels notable, is that just me???

Ok and everyone just.. leaves. We just leave. It's done? Where was the climax supposed to be genuine question

Ok so we're namedropping now. Project Stardust with a nice subtle imperial march in the background. Okay?

We are back on Pabu now. The clone kids are there. The clones are there. The kids are there. Emerie is there. Everybody's happy.

Where is Phee?

Echo's ending is actually fine. I went into this ep the first time thinking for Sure he was going to die. Instead he's doing what Fives died trying to do. He's the last Domino but he doesn't have to fall and I think that's ok. But why isn't he with Rex in Rebels?

"With Hemlock gone, and his data destroyed, they're finally safe" - M. Night Shyamalan in the ATLA movie because we must Tell our audience Everything. Seriously why are we telling the audience something they can see? Why does Omega say that out loud? Nobody would say that. It's obvious. That line was just SO out of place

No real goodbyes for Echo though? No sweet character moments? No reactions from anyone?

Nice clones theme though. Fives would be proud.

All the dialogue between Omega and Hunter in this final scene just feels so.. off. Lazy. Show us what's going on, don't tell.

Why do Crosshair and Wrecker feel like such an afterthought here? Why is it so Awkward? Why were they over saying goodbye to Echo and Omega and Hunter weren't? It feels like they weren't supposed to make it out. It feels weird. It feels forced.

Part 3 TLDR: This was the part of the ep that just fell flat for me. It had some cool moments, but it felt really rushed and poorly thought out. It feels very out of place with the previous 30mins. It almost feels to me like it was rewritten, although I may just be delusional. My main gripes: This part of the ep should have had the big emotional moments and also wrapped up all the loose ends introduced in the rest of the season. It did none of that for me. Why cut off Crosshair's hand to have none of the characters really acknowledge his sacrifice? That isn't a resolution to his arc. None of the Things that happened to the Batch this season were processed at all, and everyone except Hunter and Omega was pretty much sidelined towards the end. CX-2, who was built up all season, died in a super unsatisfying way. The dialogue and staging of that final scene felt super off. The cavalry never arrived. Positives: As always, the Kiners killed it. The music was great. I love a happy ending, that rarely happens in Star Wars and I would've absolutely eaten it up under the right circumstances. Watching Hemlock finally get it was super satisfying. Echo's ending as a continuation of the Domino Squad's quest for clone individuality was really fitting actually. That One shot of Tantiss... glorious.

Epilogue Thoughts:

The way the city is set up on Pabu makes it look just like Tantiss in the overhead shot.

Aww the red bandana in Omega's hair

Hunter aged much better than Rex.

"We want to keep you safe" "You're our kid Omega" OK WHERE IS THE WE? WHERE IS THE OUR????

Ha she's taller than him short king Hunter wins

"Keep an eye on Wrecker and Crosshair" you're not gonna say bye? They aren't gonna see you off?? No way Wrecker would be ok with that

The GOGGLES :((((

Omega's lil salute like Tech in S2E4 Faster my heart

Where are Crosshair and Wrecker in the epilogue. It feels like a weird choice to leave them out. They're just as much her dads as Hunter is.

Epilogue TLDR: Honestly I liked that this was their ending. Finally, some Star Wars characters can have peace. With that said, My main gripes: significant lack of Crosshair and Wrecker, who absolutely wouldn't have let omega leave without saying goodbye. Similarly, lack of Phee, who seemed to be becoming a mother figure to Omega. I can't imagine she wouldn't have seen her daughter off. Positives: old Hunter. We don't get to see that many clones age, and Rebels animation, as much as I love it, just didn't quite do it justice. It was great to see some characters get to actually live out full (ish) lives at peace. Also older Omega's character design was peak.

Oooookay so this ended up being a Lot longer than I intended it to be when I started writing it but I just had a lot of thoughts on the finale and needed to put them somewhere. I loved the experience of being a part of the Bad Batch fandom from start to finish, and I made some great memories for sure. While the finale wasn't necessarily what I was hoping for from this show, I loved being delusional with everybody. Plus, this isn't the end. (we know they won't give up the clone wars animation style it makes them too much money)

#star wars #the bad batch #the bad batch spoilers #my post #tbb echo #tbb tech #tbb hunter #tbb crosshair #tbb omega #sorry for the actual very long hyperfixation ramblings #this was Not my intention but here we are

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“Jungkook, for the last time, the Parks were only invited out of courtesy. That omega will never produce an heir looking like that. Pick someone else and that’s final!”

The alpha was seething with anger, tired of his kingdom’s outdated ways, and unwilling to give up on the omega he knew was right for him. He knew the old wives’ tales and generational belief had a hold on every kingdom, but he was tired of it.

Somehow, a long time ago, it was decided by healers or seers or a combination of both that the measure of fertility in omegas was in their weight. Plump, curvy omegas were seen as the ideal embodiment of the Moon Goddess’ blessing on one’s womb.

The only people who did not abide by this age-old belief were the Park Kingdom. Their people tended to be quite vain, focused on an ideal version of beauty that they had molded over time into thin, almost underweight omegas.

Jungkook found it ironic that people believed something so specific that it separated them in such ridiculous ways because this divide was the sole reason keeping him from mating his ideal partner, Park Jimin.

Compared to the other omegas invited to the Jeon Kingdom for courting selection, Jimin was tiny. Most omegas did everything they could to pack on weight before an opportunity like a kingdom-sponsored courting while the Parks clearly did not care to move away from their beliefs. Jimin was slim and toned, not really an ounce of body fat to him.

Jungkook couldn’t care less what Jimin looked like because he had fallen for the omega’s lovely personality, bright sense of humor, and challenging level of intelligence. The fact that Jimin was beautiful was simply the cherry on top of everything else.

However, his parents and the royal court were adamantly against his choice. They had no concern for his happiness, only concerned with the future heirs to continue their reign so his request to court Jimin had been firmly denied.

But, Jungkook was not going to lie down so easily. His alpha was determined to court Jimin, knowing that he was their destined omega. Uncertain of how to explain his argument, Jungkook could simply sense that they were bound together - blessed by the Moon Goddess in all ways.

“Three months! Give me three months with Jimin and if he shows all of you that he is fertile then allow me to mate him. That is my final offer,” Jungkook declared, ignoring the surprise on his omega mother’s face as he fought them for the first time in his life.

There were muffled whispers as his parents spoke to the elders of their royal court, making the decision together. Jungkook stood in front of them unwavering, his head held high and confident in his request.

Jungkook had discussed it prior with Jimin in the event it came up and his omega was completely on board, uncaring of anyone’s unfounded beliefs and willing to do what it took to stay with his alpha. He was never particularly fond of any kingdom’s rigid societal norms and frankly, couldn’t care less about how much he weighed if it meant he could be with his alpha.

His alpha mother stood and looked at him with what Jungkook saw as a touch of pride that gave him an odd sense of relief. “Fine, we agree. Three months starting today. If we find that he is still unfit at that time, then you will select a better-suited omega.”

“There is no omega better suited for me than Jimin,” Jungkook replied firmly.

His mother smirked and nodded her head. “Prove it to me, son.”

—

Jungkook and Jimin went all in. They were determined to find their happy ending together.

The alpha requested all of Jimin’s favorite foods from the kitchen and they spent every waking moment together. Jungkook let no time go to waste, doing whatever it took to make Jimin his mate.

Picnic dates in the palace gardens filled with hefty meals and sweet treats. Library dates curled up on a chaise lounge while they read the same book, Jungkook consistently feeding his omega bite after bite. Dinner dates with more food in a single meal than Jimin would typically eat in a full day prior to their arrangement.

For the first month of their little challenge, Jimin couldn’t even remember being hungry because he was so constantly stuffed. His stomach was fighting the form-fitting robes that he brought from home, his body not used to him eating more than a few snacks and a meal per day.

Unsurprising to Jimin, it was a bit of a struggle at first. Deep down, he would have done whatever it took to stay with Jungkook, but seeing his body change so quickly felt strange.

His hips started to widen, becoming the expected image of birthing hips. His ass and thighs became softer, really adding to the curvy image he was supposed to fulfill. He had to assume that his stomach was starting to pooch out below his belly button when empty, but he was so full and bloated lately that he wasn’t certain.

Growing up as the omega prince of the Park Kingdom, his diet was chosen for him and he was used to living in a state of hunger. Jimin believed that he was such a multi-talented individual because hunger drove him to find new hobbies as places to focus his mind over the rumbling of his empty stomach.

Jimin knew he would never miss living that way again, however, sometimes it was a bit difficult to set everything else aside and eat. There had been a moment in particular, though, that really helped him overcome those doubts.

The omega was curled up in front of Jungkook in the library, his back against the alpha’s chest on one of the large lounging beds. Jimin was holding the book they read together while the alpha hand-fed him bites of sweet bread rolls covered in butter and jam. Although Jungkook had called it a snack, Jimin would have said it was his third breakfast of the day which was making itself well-known underneath his constricting robes.

Feeling the fabric push back against his bloated stomach was becoming a normal sensation, but it also made Jimin a bit self-conscious. He had never experienced his clothes being too small before, let alone the idea that he was meant to sit around and accept that feeling.

Jimin hadn’t realized that he stopped turning the pages or accepting Jungkook’s continuous bites until the alpha kissed his neck. He had gotten so wrapped up in his thoughts that the omega had been staring at the same page for nearly ten minutes.

Jungkook noticed the shift immediately, especially with how close he was to Jimin. The omega had gotten a bit tense and took so long to swallow his last bit that the alpha was concerned about him choking. Jimin’s scent also grew a tinge bitter, not enough to cause concern but enough for Jungkook to notice.

Assuming what the issue may be, Jungkook hesitantly moved both his arms around Jimin’s waist and placed one of his hands on the taut crest of the omega’s stomach. The alpha started a gentle massage, hoping that his touch would seem understanding rather than teasing.

“Are you alright, baby?” Jungkook asked quietly as if there were someone else in the vast library that would be bothered by their voices.

Jimin shrugged slightly and brought his hands on top of the alpha’s, stopping his movement but also keeping him close. “It’s just…I am…my robes are getting tight.”

“Are you uncomfortable?” Jungkook responded, wanting to tread lightly and ensure that his omega had no physical discomfort before he attempted to address the emotional discomfort that seemed to be happening.

“Not uncomfortable, just different, I guess. I just am a bit worried,” Jimin confessed, trusting the alpha with his vulnerable emotions even if their relationship is still quite new.

Jungkook stiffened before instinctively leaning in to comfort Jimin with his scent. “Worried about…us?”

Jimin hadn’t meant to let the sound escape, but he whimpered at the thought. He curled farther into Jungkook’s arms in an effort to dispel some of the alpha’s concern. “No, I’m not questioning how much I want to be with you. I don’t think there is another alpha for me, it’s you or no one.”

Jungkook felt a wave of emotion wash over him - happiness and love for Jimin’s confident admission. However, he also recognized the hesitation that the omega still held onto and needed to do something to help. “What’s worrying you then?”

“Mainly what will happen if your parents and their court say no. It will be hard enough to part from you and picture you mating someone else, but I can’t imagine going home now. My mother will hide me away and starve me until I’m suitable for their appearances.”

“Jimin…” Jungkook whispered dejectedly, disgusted at the thought of Jimin’s family keeping him captive because of something like his weight. “I know I made the agreement with my parents for three months, but I don’t plan on ever letting you go. I will fight them for you.”

Jimin grew a little misty-eyed and pulled the alpha’s arms around him tighter, melting back into Jungkook’s chest. “I will fight for you too, alpha.”

Jungkook turned Jimin’s face to give him a soft kiss that seemed to encompass all of his emotions. His arms were an anchor around Jimin’s body that helped him drive away his anxiety.

There was, however, one little thought that was still floating around Jimin’s mind that he couldn’t shake. “Ggukie?”

The alpha made a quiet sound of acknowledgment and waited for the omega’s question.

“I’m also worried that you might not…want me after you know…”

In a sudden movement, Jimin was turned around and straddling the alpha’s lap. Jungkook used his strength to position his omega so they could look at each other. He brought his hands up to gently hold Jimin’s face and spoke quietly but confidently between them.

“There will never be a time that I don’t want you. I didn’t fall for you because of your body. Yes, you are the most beautiful omega I’ve ever seen, but this ridiculous show of proving your fertility will not take one bit of your beauty away. You are genuine and intelligent, you have an amazing sense of humor and you are so talented, you are everything I could possibly want in a mate and more. If anything, I think you are more beautiful every day.”

Jimin felt a few tears run down his cheeks, the words lifting those insecurities from his mind. Jungkook pulled him into his arms and they sat wrapped up in each other for what seemed like hours.

Once Jimin processed it all and climbed off Jungkook’s lap, he felt like a new person. All the little things that were chipping away at his strong resolve were cast aside. He appreciated the fact that Jungkook fell for him as a person first, allowing him to maintain all of his interests while pursuing him as a mate.

Other alphas may have been intimidated by Jimin’s impressive skillset as he was expected to be a dainty, spoiled omega. Now, he simply got to share his time and interests with his future alpha while actually eating all the food he desired as a child.

Even if the insecurities seemed silly looking back, Jimin would never regret conversations like that one - making him feel more loved and appreciated than he had ever felt before.

Jungkook, on the other hand, had few worries about their situation. The alpha thought Jimin was ethereal and he had no intention of mating anyone other than his omega.

He had always thought the fertility belief was ridiculous, but seeing his omega growing resplendent, his alpha was at the forefront more than ever. If Jimin was beautiful before, Jungkook was absolutely besotted with his future mate becoming softer.

Jimin constantly praised him for being a confident, strong alpha who provided for him well. They spent all of their time together and Jungkook wouldn’t have it any other way. He loved the little noises of appreciation Jimin made when he tried new foods for the first time and the more satisfying sounds he made from the pleasure Jungkook was able to give him.

With their increased time to dedicate to Jimin’s waistline, Jungkook also learned so much more about his omega. He found that his future mate was highly talented in many areas and learned more from Jimin than he ever had from any of his court teachers. The amount of pride his alpha held in his omega grew every day, much like Jimin’s measure of fertility.

By the end of the first month, Jimin was already in the tailor shop with requests to have his robes let out around his hips and waist. Between his constantly bloated stomach and his widening hips, he was struggling to button some of his outfits.

It was surprisingly an easy acceptance for the omega compared to the week before when he felt riddled with anxiety about his changing body. Even in his moments alone, Jimin was starting to gain a sense of confidence alongside his new weight. A deep desire of his omega felt nurtured from the entire experience.

The omega would also admit that it was, in part, due to his discovery of all the wonderful foods in the Jeon kingdom. Jimin assumed that he would have naturally gained weight living there anyway because, in comparison to his home kingdom, there was never a lack of savory dishes and sweet desserts.

Jimin had especially taken a liking to chocolate-filled rice cakes - something he had never tried before. It was rare to find an indulgent sweet in the Park Kingdom and the omega realized how much he had been missing out on in his childhood. Jungkook had the kitchen making them daily for Jimin, essentially feeding the omega full of the soft, sugary dessert until he got tired of it.

By the end of the second month, Jimin was back in the tailor shop with the hopes that there was still room to let out his robes again. He could barely get some of them over his wide hips and backside after another four weeks of consistent pampering from his alpha.

There had been quite a few private moments where Jimin stood in front of the mirror and simply analyzed how his body had changed. With the way Jungkook supported him, there was little that the omega was insecure about since their conversation. Looking at the way his once-loose robes stretched across his growing middle was a bit liberating.

Jimin didn’t mind when the tailor said his robes that he brought along from home were a loss, ready to cut ties with his childhood kingdom and thankful for a reason to wear more of his alpha’s clothes.

His favorite items to steal were Jungkook’s night shirts since Jimin’s slim-fitting silk gowns were the first thing to be outgrown. Most nights, the omega would be spread out in the middle of Jungkook’s bed while the alpha fed him one of his new favorite snacks, a bowl full of fruit and whipped cream.

Jimin had never known a simple dish could be so sweet and refreshing. Whipped cream had been a new food for him as well and it was quickly becoming his favorite thing to throw on top of whatever he was eating. Although, the bowl of fruit and cream was often paired with a hefty slice of pound cake so it was more of a filling dessert than a midnight snack.

It, of course, had been another long day of eating so Jimin was feeling full. He had been impressed by his growing stomach capacity, eating more in a single day than he could have ever imagined in the past. They had regularly started to reach this point of Jimin allowing Jungkook to feed him basically until he fell asleep.

That day in particular was filling because Jungkook had taken him to try out the various food stalls in the main square, telling Jimin to pick out whatever he wanted to try. The townspeople were more than willing to let the hopeful crown princes try anything for free even though the couple insisted on paying.

By the time they made it back to the palace, Jimin felt like he was waddling to accommodate his full stomach. They went straight up to Jungkook’s quarters and the omega napped for the rest of the afternoon. The pair ended up sharing a meal in the alpha’s quarters for dinner as they had been doing more often.

Jungkook convinced Jimin to eat way more than he should have for dinner leaving him uncomfortable in his already tight clothes. He begged the alpha for a night shirt to change into and Jimin planted himself in the middle of the bed without any intention of moving.

The alpha climbed up beside Jimin to gently rub his belly and encourage digestion because Jungkook had every intention of feeding his omega one more time before they fell asleep. He loved Jimin’s easy acceptance of Jungkook’s handling and encouragement, the omega content to melt under the alpha’s warm hands.

It was impressive, at times, to see the tiny omega put away whatever food Jungkook placed in front of him. The alpha knew it was from a place of desire for their relationship to succeed, but it also seemed cathartic for Jimin to stop thinking and just eat.

Every ounce of determination to win over the royal court and every bit of love Jimin held for his alpha was what truly helped him push past the cues from his body telling him he was full. It felt impossible to walk away without mating Jungkook now. The couple often tried to stay realistic, not wanting to get their hopes up, but it was hard to imagine that the court would say no when seeing their concerted efforts.

There had been a few moments along the way when Jungkook began to question himself. Not questioning Jimin or the desire to be with him, but questioning if he was doing the right thing. His omega was sacrificing his body and all of the insecurities that came along with it. There had been many quiet nights in Jungkook's quarters when Jimin promised him endlessly that their love was worth anything to him, yet Jungkook couldn't help but worry.

The alpha's biggest fear was Jimin coming to his senses and realizing that he was the only one sacrificing something. Jungkook did everything to shower Jimin with love and ensure that his omega understood just how much he loved him. Jimin never slowed down and never told him to stop, always whispering sweet words and praise for his alpha in their moments alone.

Nearing the end of the third month, they went through a final push. Jimin felt even more stuffed now than he did at the beginning. It might have come from a place of stress, determination, or both as he had no intention of being denied his alpha.

Jimin assumed that Jungkook had some sort of deal with the kitchen staff at this point because any request the alpha made was delivered to their quarters within the hour. Sweet or savory, snack or full meal, morning or night - it didn’t matter what Jungkook’s request was, they seemed more than happy to provide Jimin with endless food options.

Jungkook simply said the kitchen staff loved them, using it as yet another reason for Jimin to be the best choice. A beloved future omega queen was the best possible option for a mate so the alpha wasn’t afraid to use that in his favor. He also explained that they knew the expectations of omegas and wanted to do their best to help Jimin reach their goal.

In comparison to other omegas in the Jeon Kingdom, Jimin was still on the smaller side with great potential to continue filling out. Jungkook said that people around the palace that wanted to see Jimin as his mate were simply supportive of their efforts. The omega wasn’t as convinced, assuming that Jungkook most likely flirted heavily with the older omegas in the kitchen for his own personal gain of fattening Jimin up.

Jimin didn’t particularly care what the reason was as long as he was gaining enough to be deemed worthy of being Jungkook’s mate. Not only was Jimin desperate to be with his alpha, but if he were to return home in his current state, Jimin knew he would be hidden away by his parents until he was not at risk of embarrassing them due to their own illogical hang-up on how omegas should look.

With his recently added weight, he had a realization that he was probably the heaviest Park omega to date. Jimin nearly cried tears of laughter as he told Jungkook the way he expected his omega mother to react when she saw him again. While his parents would be able to reason his physical change for their political gain, Jimin knew that both would have a hard time accepting it.

Although, as he told Jungkook very clearly, Jimin could not care less what his parents thought. All of the kingdoms-wide societal norms were ludicrous in his eyes. He would much rather people look the way they wanted to than how other people wanted them to look - a statement his alpha wholeheartedly agreed with.

On the morning of their appointment with the court physician, Jungkook paced his quarters as Jimin got ready in his dressing room. The alpha was nervous, knowing his parents’ royal court would find any reason to have their way instead of allowing him happiness.

Jimin was instructed to start fasting the night before after dinner as the court physician needed a clear system to run his tests, whatever they may be. The omega was equally as stressed, but he attempted to stay calm for Jungkook’s sake.

It had been quite some time since Jimin had seen his stomach completely empty, usually packed full of food all day and still digesting by the time he awoke in the morning from his late-night snacking. He knew that their efforts were strong, but his body more than showed it now.

With the help of Taehyung, who would hopefully become his future courtier, the tailor designed very specific robes that highlighted his new shape. His hips were perfectly cradled in fabric with a tight stretch across the front that put his growing belly on display.

Jimin would be the first to admit that his lower half looked incredible, especially his ass. From the side view, he was looking rather rotund in the back - his hips made a lovely wide curve and his soft thighs were hugged by the form-fitting fabric.

The little pooch below his belly button that Jimin had suspected would show itself was actually more of a small yet very noticeable potbelly rounding out on his midsection, more weight sticking to his stomach than he thought possible in just three months' time. It shocked him for a moment to see an actual belly protruding from his middle that wasn’t just bloated with food.

Knowing the kingdom’s proclivity for plump omegas, Jimin knew that the clothing was made specifically to highlight his size rather than hide it, but a majority of his body’s soft edges were completely created by his and Jungkook’s doing. Strangely enough, that thought made it feel more empowering.

Jimin felt Jungkook’s hands spread across his midsection, the alpha scenting him deeply as he took in the sight of his omega in the mirror. “Look at you, baby. You are stunning.”

“Thank you, alpha,” Jimin whispered, leaning back into the alpha’s chest. He felt the warmth of Jungkook’s strong hands on his soft belly, imagining the day when there would be a growing pup to cradle.

“Gguk?”

The alpha tensed, feeling the growing sense of anxiety in the omega’s scent. “What’s wrong, baby? Talk to me.”

“What are we going to do if they say no? What if it’s not enough? What if I’m…I could be infertile. What if-”

“Jimin,” Jungkook said firmly, cutting him off and turning him around. “Listen to me, okay?”

The omega simply nodded with wide eyes, his hands clinging to Jungkook’s clothes and his eyes brimmed with tears. Jimin had been worried about this day since they made the agreement three months ago and the reality of having an answer in a few hour's time was sending him into a spiral.

“I can’t promise that your results are going to be perfect or that the court is going to immediately agree, but I can and will promise you this. I love you and I will be your mate. I will do whatever it takes, no matter what the results are today.”

Jimin fell into Jungkook’s chest, trying to hold back his tears. He let the alpha’s words fill the aching pain in his chest and put his full trust in him. “I love you too. I only ever want you, alpha.”

A knock at the door broke their intimate moment as Taehyung called out that the court physician was ready from Jimin. The couple stayed hidden in the dressing room for a quiet moment, exchanging a kiss before parting ways.

Jimin was escorted alone by Taehyung who had complimented him endlessly on how beautiful he looked. It certainly boosted the omega’s confidence which was dwindling in tandem as they drew closer to the physician’s suite. Thankfully, the healer performing the test was Jin who met him with a kind smile that did help some of Jimin’s nerves settle.

The omega was ushered inside and instructed to drink a cup of medicinal tea while Jin went to address the royal court. The physician was asked for a full fertility panel which is quite a lengthy process so they would be asked to return after lunch for the results. Jungkook, who had no interest in anything other than his omega, walked beside Jin asking a few questions.

Jin allowed him to wait outside as long as he did so without interruption which Jungkook wholeheartedly agreed. His future court members joined him, knowing the alpha’s struggle. Namjoon tried to comfort him with reasonable points while Yoongi and Hoseok simply told him that there was no doubt that Jimin had changed to fit the expected physique of a Jeon omega.

The hours dragged by as Jungkook paced the hallway, nearly stumbling over when Taehyung opened the door. Without trying to crowd the omega, Jungkook looked at him with a silent yet desperate plea for an update.

“Jinnie’s almost done,” Taehyung said first, watching as the alpha let out a relieved sigh that did not last for long. “But, Jimin got very dizzy from the blood test and he is still unwell. We need something with your scent to help settle him.”

Jungkook, without hesitation, removed the sweater he had thrown on top of his normal outfit this morning - not one to typically need additional layers but had felt that he needed it. Now he knew why as Taehyung took it with a smile and turned to go back inside.

The alpha gently wrapped his hand around Taehyung’s arm to stop him. “He’s okay, right?”

Taehyung nodded, his face softening with endearment at the alpha’s genuine concern. “He’s good, Gguk, really. This is a normal side effect that happens all the time. With your scent, Jiminie will be just fine.”

Jungkook looked at him for a moment, seeming to look into his eyes for a sign of any dishonesty, and found none. The alpha nodded and released his hold on Taehyung. “Okay, thanks Tae.”

“Of course, we only have two things left and they are both simple tests. Jin will be out when he’s finished,” Taehyung explained, returning to the physician’s private suite with Jungkook’s sweater in hand.

What felt like another hour passed again before Jin was the one to exit this time, finding Jungkook’s eyes immediately. “I’m done. Taehyung is going to stay with Jimin while we go talk to the court.”

“Is he okay? What were the results?” Jungkook asked, bouncing on his toes in an attempt to hold himself back from breaking down the door to his omega.

Jin put a gentle hand on the alpha’s shoulder. “Jimin is doing alright. I had to give him a little something for his anxiety so he’ll be out of it for a bit. Your sweater helped a lot too.”

Jungkook smiled as his alpha preened, filled with pride at being able to comfort his future mate. “The results?”

“I promised to only share them in front of the court.”

“Jin, please…”

The beta looked back and forth in the hall to see if anyone was around and simply winked at Jungkook before gesturing for him to follow toward the main hall. The alpha was trying to contain his excitement, knowing that they had no reason to say no if Jin was confident.

As they entered the main hall, everyone’s eyes went straight to Jin. Jungkook wanted to growl at every member who looked eager to hear a negative result. He couldn’t understand how his parents surrounded themselves with people who could be so hateful toward him for wanting to mate for love.

“I’ve completed my tests and I have found a conclusive result,” Jin announced in such a professional tone that Jungkook nearly laughed.

“Please share what you found with us, Physician Kim,” Jungkook’s alpha mother replied, hushing the court members who were already attempting to ask questions.

Jin shared a quick glance and a reassuring nod with Jungkook before saying, “Prince Jimin has, by far, the highest fertility result I have ever seen in my experience as a physician. His positive results were off our standard measuring chart. I have no doubt he would be able to bring the kingdom multiple healthy heirs in his lifetime, especially with a young, strong alpha like Prince Jungkook. From a medical perspective, I believe their mating would result in one of the most successful bonds this land has ever seen.”

Jungkook’s omega mother smiled wider than the alpha had seen in a long time. It brought him indescribable happiness to see his mother so overjoyed for him. “Well, it seems that it should be then. Let us know when you and Jimin would like to hold your mating ceremony.”

Jungkook was choked up, trying his hardest not to cry in front of the court or his parents. “Thank you, Eomma,” he replied with a deep bow before turning to leave the hall without a look back. He needed to get back to Jimin as soon as possible, his alpha was desperate to hold his omega.

Jin walked beside Jungkook until they exited the room, the doors closing behind them. “Go to him, Gguk. You two deserve this.”

Without another word, Jungkook went sprinting through the halls back to the physician’s suite where the others were still waiting outside the room. The smile on the alpha’s face was enough for them to know it was good news, watching with their own smiles as Jungkook barely acknowledged them before barreling through the door to his omega’s side.

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“Appa! Appa!”

Jungkook turned around to see his daughter running to catch up with him, stopping him from his current mission to retrieve honey lemon tea for Jimin from the kitchen. He turned and dropped to his knee to meet at her level. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”

Jiah took his hand, encouraging him to stand so they could continue walking together. “Eomma needs chocolate!”

“Oh, is that so?” Jungkook replied, endeared by their five-year-old always being so attentive. She had barely been three at the time while Jimin was pregnant with Minjun, their second child, and Jiah was asking him to let her carry things and offering to share her snacks. Although, it wasn’t all attributed to her alpha nature as Jungkook knew a majority of their children’s sweet demeanor came from a certain omega’s perfect parenting.

Now, Jimin was in his third pregnancy, this time with twins, and their sweet oldest child was no different. Jiah was constantly asking Jungkook what she could do for her mother while Minjun clung to Jimin as much as possible.

Jungkook passed one of the elder court members in the hall, turning his nose up a bit. Even though seven years had passed since the stressful fight for choosing Jimin, the alpha had not completely forgiven their dispositions. He and Jimin were working now to break down the old way of thinking about omega standards.

Plus, Jungkook would be the first to admit that he was smug about their mating success - an alpha pup on their first try and now their third pregnancy being multiples really proved them wrong.

Making their trip to the kitchen quickly, Jungkook and Jiah made their way back to the family quarters with a full set of hot tea for Jimin and an assortment of chocolate options. The omega’s gentle voice filled the room as soon as they opened the door, singing a quiet tune for Minjun who was on the verge of sleep.

Jiah ran forward quietly, offering his snack selection to Jimin and receiving her mother’s gentle praise. She climbed up next to him, resting her head beside Minjun’s on Jimin’s arm. Jungkook crossed the room to set down the tray he was carrying, gently pouring a cup of tea for Jimin before taking in his favorite sight on their lounging sofa.

Although he was just six months along with child number three and four, Jimin could easily pass as full term. It was yet another sense of pride for Jungkook that his omega not only carried their pups, but Jimin carried strong, healthy pups every time.

Jimin had continued to fill out beautifully after their initial three months together. The omega was easily the ideal vision of fertility in the eyes of traditionalist Jeon Kingdom members - impressively wide birthing hips that matched his rotund backside and meaty thighs.

Outside of pregnancy, Jimin’s belly continued to soften. He was the tailor’s most frequent visitor with his consistently changing shape, preferring his maternity robes all the time after their first pregnancy with how comfortable they were to accommodate his rounded middle.

One of the memories that made them laugh the most was when Jimin’s mother visited about six months after Jiah was born. She tried so hard to hide her shock at her son’s size, even asking twice during her visit if Jimin was pregnant with a second already.

Jungkook sat beside Jimin, wrapping his arm around his omega’s shoulders and scenting him softly. Both of their pups made appreciative sounds from the comforting feeling of their parent’s mixed scents. The alpha leaned forward to place a gentle kiss on Jimin’s lips.

Jimin’s head fell to the side, resting on Jungkook’s arm as he let out a tired sigh. “Growing twins is hard.”

Jungkook kissed the omega’s forehead and replied, “I can’t even imagine, baby. You are amazing.”

Before Jimin could say anything else, his stomach let out a quiet rumble. They both laughed as Jungkook reached for one of the chocolate rice cakes to feed his omega. Jimin accepted the bite with a smile and relaxed back into the cushions, used to the care of his loving alpha.

The room filled with the gentle sleeping sounds of their pups as Jungkook continued to feed his mate some of the post-dinner snacks that Jiah prepared for him. As the alpha ran his hand across Jimin’s belly, Jungkook reminisced on how every moment that led them here was absolutely worth it.

#bts weight gain #bts feedism #chubby bts #chubby jimin #bts abo #feeder jungkook #soft bellied tannies #bts mpreg #bts royal au

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nyctophiliq · 2 years

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TWO WORLDS APART.

description. after a failed mission on Earth-1 you disappear and is quickly presumed dead, a few months later after the official announcement of your assumed passing they see you between their omega earth versions

pairings. viper, neon, sage, jett, killjoy, reyna + f! reader

warnings. mention of death, character death, mourning, grief, self-destructive behavior,

moss' notes. moss was trying to go for something like the ‘five stages of grief’

—��𝐈��𝐄𝐑 ; anger

sabine’s anger was aimed at everyone because everyone was at fault, they didn’t stop you, nobody was with you to provide back up, . her neatly organized and perfect suit in her eyes turned into a mess, even though everything was the same. nothing was in place; nothing was in harmony with one another and soon she turned it into the clutter everyone could see. that few pieces of your clothes, a book you read, pencils, and pictures of the two of you together were damaged by the fury of the scientist. soon all that anger turns into guilt and that guilt turns into more anger as she goes by with her days.

“it’s all of your fault, thinking it was a great idea to send her in there, to leave her alone and to take your sweet time to arrive to where she was! you all should be ashamed of yourself and think about what kind of ‘hero’ you all call yourselves.”

—𝐍𝐄𝐎𝐍 ; denial

maybe it’s her young age or just that after all that happened tala is once again in denial about your death, always reminding everyone at the protocol that if they were able to see your omega-self, there is a possibility that you are still alive somewhere. that given that the two-worlds mirror each other one way or another it only proves that you are somewhere out there. as worrying as it sounds, denial stays with tala for a long time, years could go by, and she would still be waiting for you to walk inside the protocol perfectly fine.

“it is not crazy to think that she is out there, in fact it’s genius! we might not know a lot about that other earth but what we do know they mirror each other! she is alive, we should be out there looking!”

—𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 ; bargaining

ying wei is going over every single event that happened during the mission, from the first time she heard your voice in the earpiece, seen you leap forward to take your position, the last time she heard and soon found herself creating a lot of “what if” and “if only”. she finds herself asking a higher power, the spirit world for answers, a way to go back in time and do it right- it eats her up, guilt settling in the more time she spent thinking about it. if she wasn't already sleep deprived, she definitely was now.

“rest? no, i got some you don't have to worry about me. i lost track a couple of times when I was going over… some stuff. i'll be fine, don't worry."

—𝐉𝐄𝐓𝐓 ; denial

sunwoo is pretending, denying that your loss ever happened and constantly reminds herself that you are not gone, you’ll come around the corner any second. she was pacing back and forth in your room, telling brimstone that he would have packed up your room and took it to storage if he really believed you were dead. something in her told her she wasn’t rational to wait for she went numb shortly after lying to herself wasn’t suppressing her feelings any longer, the child-like radiant turning into a picture of a cold, uncaring, and quiet person. think like viper but constantly picking a fight instead of avoiding them.

“can't we all just agree that none of what you all claim makes sense? she is not dead and you don't realize it but you think so too. either get out of my hair or start helping me find her."

—𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐉𝐎𝐘 ; bargaining

klara closes herself in her workshop, keep trying and trying, searching for an answer to the “what if it they were faulty? what if they were just a little bit better? were they malfunctioning?”, face buried deep in her blueprints. she took apart every single one of her invention, even the ones she hasn’t used on that specific date because if only she had put more effort into her invention, you wouldn’t be gone. during her investigation she offers herself to that someone above all else to take your place, that if it brings you back it can take her instead.

“I don’t need to take a break, I have to find what is wrong with my bots. god, if any of you knew what I was talking about! they were malfunctioning, only if i knew for what reason…"

—𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐍𝐀 ; anger

zyanya blamed you and only you for what happened that day, if you haven’t been so hot-headed and got in the middle of things alone you would be here. although she wouldn’t aim her anger at anyone at the protocol, she would be breaking things, inanimate objects that either had something that reminded her of you or was just the closest to put the blame on and get her anger out on. she didn’t have the slightest remorse when she destroyed anyone’s personal belongings. it would take her anger some time to quiet down and the never-ending loop of being happy to remember the time she got with you and just breaking down over your loss.

“it was her fault, the mistake she made was running into the middle of the fight and not away from it. it was selfish and look where that got her! i wouldn't even risk going back in time if i had the chance, she got what she deserved…"

#📼 › moss tapes #valorant #valorant x reader #killjoy x reader #viper x reader #sage x reader #neon x reader #jett x reader #reyna x reader #cw death

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fluffykinsblog · 2 years

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Talks about heavy dark shit,So for the love of god read my Warnings!!!! Please!!! dead dove do not eat!!! No Minors on my blog,please!!!!

Yandere Behavior

Unhealthy Behavior and Mindset

Toxic behavior

Branding someone (the tattoo of Bonten gang logo)

Light Impact Play (mostly spanking)

Controlling someone

Noncon

Sexual/Physical Punishment

Unwanted pregnancy

Homemade abortion (For the love god do not,and I mean do not,do this!!! Please)

Little bit of misogyny

Forcing a person to be more feminine

Forcing a person to be something they are not

Omegaverse AU

I do not support any of the horrendous behavior!!!!!

I’m vary nervous to post this on my blog because I don’t want any backlash or people being hateful towards me, honestly I’m too scared to send a request or a ask. It’s a question for Yandere-blogs that are doing Tokyo revengers and taking request or don’t mind me ask about (age-up) Alpha Bonten Baji Keisuke. I’am also doing the Omegaverse Au version.

My story are not limited to Noncon,Branding (tattoo of the gang logo), Sexual/Physical Punishment, Forcing (Y/N) to be more Feminine,Bit of Misogyny,Forcing (Y/N) to be a housewife,Light impact play (mostly spanking),Unwanted Pregnancy, getting abortion without alpha’s permission.

So my question is how would (age-up) Bonten Alpha Baji Keisuke would handle Reader with a tough personality? It doesn’t help that she is stubborn and hardheaded who won’t listen to him and is constantly pushing his button? She hate being told what to do or being controlled because that crap will piss her off. She has a strong belief that all omega are independent people and can do whatever they want.

(Y/N) is a badass boss woman that takes no crap from anyone despite be a omega,she does her best to hide that identity. (Y/N) wear suits when at work and wear masculinity “cologne” on her scent glands to keep unwanted alpha away from her. She takes suppressants to help hide her natural omega scent and It help canceling the heat cycle that every omega has to go through. (Y/N) is often seen smoking cigarette or cigar during A crime scene investigation with

This got make me think, Would yandere Alpha Bonten Baji Keisuke forced feminization on (Y/N) ? I wonder what his first step would he take? How would he get (Y/N) under his control? How would he make (Y/N) play the role being his sweet little housewife? How would he get (Y/N) to quite smoking? Since Keisuke doesn’t see smoking fit someone like (Y/N) in his eyes. So many question and so few answers.

My other question is how would (age-up) Yandere Alpha Bonten Baji Keisuke takes in (Y/N) appearances? Reader is goth. She has a tattoo of a Spider Lily between her breast. She got gauge that are the sizes of 12mm. She also have two piercing on both of her upper lobe and two helix on both ears. Not exactly a feminine type of girl.

The the reason I’m asking is because I been kinda working on my story that I haven’t decide a title yet,but I need help with Baji Keisuke‘s personality since I don’t really want to make him OOC and who should be the gang leader of Bonten? Should be manjiro sano or Izana Kurokawa?

Note: Understand that I do not support any of the horrendous behavior!!!! Especially it’s involve a person to be something that doesn’t fit in their identity, or being more feminine, or more “macho”. I think everyone should be whoever they want in life,I mean after all we only live once so be sure to make the best of or at least try too.

P.S (Y/N) mean Your Name incase no one knows or don’t remember what it mean.

#Please read my warning at the top #I need help with Baij Keisuke’s personality I don’t want to make him OOC #I wish I could find a Dark Yandere Blog to take my request and won’t have a problem answering my question #So so so nervous to post this #Please be nice to me #Yandere Tokyo revengers #Smut #Dark stuff #A/B/O AU #Minor please do not interact with my blog or post thank you

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pyuffxiv · 1 year

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Hi, I've been scrolling through your blog and I really like your style, it's so dynamic!! I was wondering: Is there any Randi lore you'd be willing to share? Her family tree has me curious, and I love hearing about other ppl's WoLs :D But no worries if not! Hope you have a great day ^^

Gosh reading this makes me so happy ;w; I love when people take an interest on my OCs, it's no problem at all!! Also, thank you for enjoying my artstyle, it means a lot!! ;w;/

There is SO MUCH Randi lore i've talked about on my ffxiv twitter and not mentioned here, so i'm gonna try to keep this short and sweet!

Here's some info on her bio and in the "others" tab you can find a chronology of her life up to A Realm Reborn! More under the cut.

As for her family tree, it's pretty convoluted but long story short, her dad was an Ishgardian noble and Randi's parents were expecting him to be the heir to his family, noble grandparents decided against it due to his poor financial handling, mom and dad stole what they could get their hands on from his treasury, changed their surnames, and ran off with it to the Cieldalaes. They procceeded to make every single bad financial decision, which led to Randi growing up poor. They became fishermen and their bad treatment to their eldest daughter + forcing her to work for them/not attend school during her childhood made her run from home with her little brother Alm, and the rest is detailed on her chronology on the link i provided above. Randi's mother, Ivanne, had an older brother, Brunaux, who had also ran from home to become a sky pirate a few years before the whole stealing ordeal went down. He came back after she had already gone, and was able to make up with their parents before their passing. He's part of the Redbills, and he and Randi were able to figure out they're family by pure coincidence! He's the one who gifted her his redbill scarf, and she considers him her only family.

About Randi! She's loud and rowdy, surprisingly charismatic and a warm presence in any room. Not particularly careful or refined, has an awful stealth and believes in fate to an extent. Enjoys the company of others and more often than not you'll find her the loudest voice in a bar, surronded by ordinary people and drinking alongside them, but she also takes her time to be alone and can be found at the top of the Agrius whenever she needs some silence. She's not as honest as she presents herself to be, and more willing to lend an ear than to voice her own troubles. But most of all, she's incapable of staying in a single place for long; at the end of the journey, when all is well, the road calls and she will follow.

Also! She did get to learn a bit when traveling with Alm, but her reading and writing skills are ATROCIOUS and she feels self-conscious everytime she has to peruse books for scion purposes; even more so around Alphinaud and Alisaie, so young and yet miles ahead of her. She's a slow, finger under the line you're reading, mouthing the letters as you read kind of reader. As a last fun fact, she did learn some dragonspeak from Midgarsormr! She used to take the moments she'd go up the Agrius to practice some with him, before the Omega raids happened. Knows enough to even speak a very broken, human adapted version of it, which started a widespread belief in Ishgard that she's part dragon and commands them :)c

Anyways if you got this far! Thank you for taking an interest on my babygirl and props to you for reading all that! More to come in the future 🫡

#ask pyu #not art

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butwhatifidothis · 2 years

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Wanted to see the rest of twitter's opinion on cap's fic....That was a mistake, lol. (Half of the search result was on Roman & Chinese mythos, so it wasn't TOO bad). There is one tweet that caught my eye: "I didn't like Ingrid much before reading tEatG, but now she's my fav! I was worried that I was substituting the canon character for the fanfic version, but really, it just makes me see them in a different light." So for those who think that Cap's fic (and fanon like it) don't affect the fandom, there ya go. Also, saw a couple fanart of Ingrid in Imperial uniform, and red is NOT her color.

Like of all the fics you'd think would get the big ol' Stamp of Disapproval, it'd be the one with, uh, all of this in it. No joke, I've seen that Savior King fic that nonnies keep recommending me lmao be called racist because apparently something about the way Dimitri likes Claude is No Good (been a while so can't remember why lmao).

And like, there's the thing right. It's not that fanon works shouldn't ever influence anyone's opinions on anything - different interpretations of things exist, and some interpretations are going to be more or less like other interpretations.

Like, for an extremely low-stakes example: out of his three total disliked foods on the menu, two of Claude's are sweets - of which there are only really four options to choose from anyway. Some take that to mean he doesn't much like sweets, while others say he just doesn't happen to like those sweets, while other don't give a shit about the menu (most people), etc. etc.. And sometimes, reading someone's interpretation of this will sway an opinion to agree with them on this tiny detail. Expand that concept outwards, and you get the general idea.

Now, the problems start coming in when the interpretations doing the swaying are inherently incorrect - it's not a matter of opinion, but simple objective fact. It's not "I think Claude doesn't like sweets that much," and more "Claude actively hates all sweets" - or, going along with some of the more extreme examples of the fic, "Claude has an omega sweet tooth on par with Lysithea."

These are wrong - period, end sentence, post tweet. This isn't different interpretations, this is someone being wrong. Expand that concept outwards, and... well, you get TEatG as a whole, with Ingrid in particular being a startlingly and almost randomly potent example of that very thing happening. It's not "I think Ingrid's father is conflicted about her fighting even with him ultimately agreeing to let her do so," it's "Ingrid's father hates the idea of Ingrid doing anything remotely unfeminine and would never approve of her discarding her role as a wife." It's not "I think Ingrid could have felt a potential Only Girl In The Room feeling with her friends but was still ultimately extremely close with them," it's "Ingrid actually never felt close to any of her friends because they paired off with each other as BEST friends which meant she was left completely alone all the time even before Glenn's death." Things about her as an overall character - whether details surrounding her or Ingrid's character itself - are so often just completely incorrect.

And this isn't even mentioning that Ingrid has a very big, very noticeable flaw that is almost completely erased, that being her hatred of the people of Duscur. It's been nearly completely whitewashed out of her character, with her canonical depth only ever being expressed after she supposedly grew out of it and only ever as something she regretted harboring. That is to say, not once is it ever actually shown; the closest the fic gets is her being slightly uncomfortable around a single Duscur child, before she immediately gets over it two sentences later. Not even really exaggerating.

And erasing that gets rid of Ingrid having unflattering flaws, the kind that can't be cutesy'd up or woobified. That on top of any nuance surrounding her father also being turned into "Ingrid is completely in the right and her father is Objectively Evil" makes Ingrid an incredibly flat, uninteresting character with no real flaws for her to grow out of. She doesn't have any underlining, misplaced hatred that she needs to overcome: just have her play with a lil' kid, that'll fix 'er up in no time. She doesn't have to confront the possibility that she had a hand in her strained relationship with her father by never trusting him to hear her out: her dad is just Bad Man, and she is just a victim of Bad Man.

And this isn't even getting into arguably the most worrying thing about Ficgrid: her consistent tendency to beat up men who make her upset. It's not "Ingrid hit Sylvain - a childhood friend of hers - for making an extremely inappropriate joke during a serious time," it's "If any man makes Ingrid mad she will assault him, sometimes quite violently at that." A flaw that is not just never addressed as a flaw, but a flaw that is propped up as something good for her character to have. It's not a flaw, it's an asset. Again, completely inaccurate to her character.

Add all of these misinterpretations together - a completely wooden character whose only real notable character flaw is treated like a good thing - and you have an interpretation of the character that should not be the basis for other people's interpretations. This isn't an Ingrid made up of interpretations that are grounded by canon, this is the result of extremely warped misreadings - or sometimes even blatant inconsistencies - forming together to create a character that is only "Ingrid" in the most superficial and shallow ways possible. Take that and apply that to the overwhelming majority of the characters, and you have TEatG

#ask #anon #exqueuese me princess #o captain my captain #and like fanfiction as a whole can be like. wrong. it's transformative and sometimes it's done to be creative with a concept #because who cares it's fanfiction #it usually doesn't matter because it's. fanfiction. a lot of times when writers are wrong they like admit as much from the word go #because again it's a deliberate creative decision to get a concept rolling #it's when a fanfiction gets propped up as something MORE than just fanfiction that it ought to get a more critical eye #you know like regular meta posts do #hence it being WILD that this fic gets so much blatantly wrong and yet is considered something to take seriously

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imabeautifulbutterfly · 2 years

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The Gym Membership - Part 9 (Tech)

Summary: Tech takes a step with a friend he thought was out of reach.

A/N: Hello Lovelies,

Thank you for being patient, loves, you guys are awesome. Tech’s portion is very sweet - I least I think so, but it’s also going to be a bit of up and down.

There will be a chess game that is played through out Tech’s portion, it is the game played by Kasparov vs. Topalov - played Jan 20 1999, at the Hoogoes A tournament. Please note I am not a chess player, I do not watch chess, hence why I focused on an already played game.

I hope you guys enjoy this version of Tech, I thoroughly have.

Love oo

Warnings: Awkward flirting, chess play, sibling teasing, mentions of human trials for a prosthetic, mentions of prosthetics, mentions of surgeries, difficulties with human trials, fluff, babysitting, mentions of shock, parental yelling, I think that’s it, if I miss any please let me know.

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Tech and Zaina were finishing their workout by the far west wall of the gym, both sweaty from their workout, they’d already spent the better part of an hour building up to deadlifts, each bringing out the other’s competitive nature.

“I’m surprised you did not ask Hunter to help you”

“Well, as much as I enjoy Hunter’s company, I don’t necessarily want to spend every single waking moment with him.”

“Really?” Tech asked his eyebrow crooked upward, “I thought you two were …”

“Oh we are, it’s just …” Zaina placed the barbell down in front of her, turning to look at Tech, “I mean you know what it’s like when you’re dating someone, as much as you enjoy your time with them, and don’t get me wrong, I love spending time with Hunter and Omega, it’s…” Zaina couldn’t stop the giant smile that graced her lips, “they’re amazing and everything I could have wanted, but sometimes it’s nice to have a moment to yourself, or to spend time with someone other than them, just for a little bit. You know?”

“I suppose. Granted most of my girlfriends end up breaking up with me, because I forget I’m dating when I delve into a project.”

“I’m sorry, that sucks. They should be understanding at least”

“Oh no, you misunderstand. It is not that they are not understanding. In fact, it is quite the opposite, I once dated a woman for seven months before she finally broke up with me. Granted I was extremely consumed with my project for the better part of six months, out of those seven.”

“Oh. I see. Can I ask you something?” Zaina tilted her head to have her follow him towards the juice bar.

“Of course”

“Is there anyone now that has your eye?”

“Hmm” Tech took the seat beside her, thinking about the question, was there anyone? There was, but the chances of her being interested in him, that was another thing entirely “Why do you ask?”

“Cause there’s this woman” Zaina began slowly watching Tech’s expression carefully, “I believe you met her, when I had you guys over for games night about two weeks ago” Tech shrugged his shoulders, “she’s one of the girls I work with, blonde hair, gray eyes, very pretty.”

Tech remembered her, she was very pretty, but as interesting as a piece of blank paper, “Right, what about her?”

“She wanted your number, I said I would double check because I didn’t know what your status was or what your inclinations were; so would you be interested if she called you?”

Tech thought about it, he was unattached and maybe she would be fun for a few dates, but in the end it wasn’t his style. He wanted someone he could share ideas with, someone who would interest him not just physically but mentally as well, a quick fling was more up Crosshair’s alley “Thanks Zai for the offer but I’m good. She is …” Tech cleared his throat, scratching the spot behind his ear trying to think of the best way to explain what he meant, “as pretty as she is, she is not my type.”

“Well, what is your type?” Zaina asked, taking a sip of the drink Hunter had left in front of her after leaving a kiss on her forehead, which instantly caused her to look away abashed, yet there was still a coquettish smirk on her face as she looked towards Hunter.

“Zai, I am not sure I can explain it as easily as …”

“Hi Tech” Tech glanced up to see Kamarie, at seeing her beautiful smile his heart began to beat quickly, he felt as though he couldn’t breathe. If he could describe his ideal woman to Zai, well then that would have to be Kamarie, she was brilliant, funny, kind, beautiful and for some inexplicable reason she was his friend. She was the kind of woman you never forgot, at least to Tech she was.

Zai tapped his foot subtlety when he hadn’t said anything “Hello Kamarie, it’s a pleasure to see you”

“Not as great a joy as it is for me. In fact, it has been a while since the last time we met, is everything going well with you?”

He felt his throat go dry, and no amount of swallowing was helping the situation, “Yes,” he cleared his throat, glancing over to Zai, “have you met Zaina, this is Hunter’s girlfriend and Mel’s cousin” Tech motioned towards her, she’d been eyeing his interaction the whole time, Zaina pulled herself together, turning to look at Kamarie, holding out her hand readily with her usual friendly smile.

“Lovely to meet you, Kamarie. Take it, you're a friend of Tech’s?”

I was quick to take her hand, “Yes, we met a while back. He was kind enough to help me when a rather obnoxious and determined gentleman wanted more of my attention than I dared give him. He refused to accept my disinclination for what it was and proceeded to make his attempts to interest me even more forceful, which of course did not impress me even the slightest. As such, Tech interfered and promptly removed the gentleman from my presence with a promise should he attempt to influence my opinion in a manner that greatly distresses me, Tech would be the one to deal with him.”

Zaina glanced over to Tech, whose cheeks had a dark tint, “Wow, impressive Tech. You certainly know how to make an impression” Tech noticed the smirk on Zaina’s face, which he promptly tried to ignore.

“I did what any gentleman would have done” Tech waved off.

“I doubt that; you and your brothers were raised better than most” Zaina smirked.

Tech seemed to ignore Zaina’s statement completely as he turned his attention to me, “Kamarie, before time passes us, Bishop E3 to H6”

“Oh Tech, you must know such an action would only cause me to act in a manner to defend my Queen and King. Bishop G7 to H6 captures Bishop” I couldn’t help smirk at Tech, “As a man of skill and forthright, I imagined your attacks to be slightly more daring, unless I underestimated the skill with which we are playing.”

“Perhaps I wanted to provide a sense of calmness and wellbeing making sure you understood the gravity of the situation when I tell you, Queen D2 to H6 capturing your Bishop.” Tech looked so proud of his move a smile etched on his face that reached to his eyes, “I would suggest taking the time needed to fully consider the ramifications of your next move. I would greatly dislike the idea that you are leaving your royalty at their most vulnerable.”

I couldn’t hide the smile as I looked at Tech, I wouldn’t have expected anything less from him, “Ingenious, as always.” I looked away from him for a second and realized we had gathered a bit of an audience, I cleared my throat,” Tech, Zaina, Hunter, and Echo” I nodded to the four of them, a smile etched on my lips as I headed off to my workout.

Zaina looked from Kamarie’s retreating form back to Tech, “Okay, what the hell was that?”

“Oh we are playing a very intricate came of Chess, Zai”

“No. I know that; I mean the tension between the two of you” Zaina wiggled her eyebrows up and down.

“Oh, I felt that tension” Echo reinforced, he was biting his bottom lip keeping himself from laughing.

“Don’t bother, sarad’ika” Hunter stated as he passed Tech his drink, while winking at Echo.

“What? Why?” Zai looked from Tech to Hunter, “Tech, you want to tell her?”

“No”

“Come on” Echo nudged his brother

“Hunter” Tech’s tone was final, Hunter shrugged ignoring his younger brother and turning his attention to the woman who was beautiful inside and out, and had captured his heart completely, something that he didn’t think would’ve been possible.

“Fine, I’ll tell her.” Hunter leaned closer to Zaina, he took her hands in his, tracing her knuckles with his thumb, “He is heads over heels for her, has been for some time, right Tech?” Hunter glanced over to his brother, who simply glared at him as he chugged back his drink. He turned his attention back to Zaina, smirking as he continued, “I’m pretty sure she feels the same way Sard’ika, especially after that day Tech stepped in; but Tech is too cowardly to ask her out.”

“I am not as you say ‘cowardly,’ I simply do not wish to impose a desire she may have no inclination towards. I want to be her friend, rather than not being in her presence completely.”

Zaina bit her tongue to keep her from laughing at how adorable Tech was, “Do you notice how his speech pattern changed after she showed up?” Zaina teased smirking at Hunter’s nodding.

“If you both will excuse me,” Tech stood, irritated with the three of them the seemed to be studying him, “I have to change. I am meeting with one of our equipment vendors.”

“Oh of course, Tech” Hunter smirked, “a meeting” he teased, while he winked at Zaina.

Tech simply rolled his eyes, finishing his drink at the same time, walking away from the three of them. He wished he could be more forthright, more like Crosshair in that sense, being able to just ask or put himself in a position where he could potentially risk a friendship. After all, he never seemed to have any issues discussing how he felt towards someone; then again Crosshair never stayed with anyone long enough to make them valuable enough to treat with the dignity and respect. Tech wanted to be her friend and more than that he wanted to always treat her with respect and dignity, not as just something to occupy his time.

Tech scrubbed his skin harder than he realized, his frustration clearly evident on his irritated skin. He stepped out of the shower, wondering if he could take that step with her. He wasn’t a romantic per se, in fact he was most definitely not a romantic, according to his previous paramours he was the least romantic person they had ever come across. Granted, the only reason he was with most of them was because they asked him.

He didn’t want to think more about Kamarie, but no matter how hard he tried that smile, those eyes, that intelligence she demonstrated again and again, were permanently etched into his memory. What he needed was a night out, to forget what he was feeling. She was a brilliant engineer and the last thing she’d be interested in would be someone like him.

As Tech walked out of the locker room, he noticed Kamarie was sitting at the juice bar with Zaina, he wanted nothing more than to have his feet carry him over to them, to sit and listen to her, to hear her voice fill the space around him, listening to her discuss one subject or another, to hear her call his name yet again.

“Tech” It was almost as though his thoughts had granted his deepest wish, he glanced over to see Kamarie waving him over.

Before he even realized his feet were taking him to the very person, who he wished would become his world,“Yes?”

“I wondered if I may trouble you for some assistance with my latest project, as you know I’ve been having difficulties not just with the hydraulics, but the program coding focusing on making sure the hydraulics do not overexert themselves, worse still it appears the coding is refusing to recycle itself at the end of every action.”

“Are you sure the coding is properly entered?” I didn’t even answer him, I simply raised my eyebrow at him, while I leaned into my hand that was propping my head.

Tech noticed how Zaina was hiding a chuckle behind her knuckles as they pressed into her lips as her elbow rested on the back of her chair, Hunter seemed similarly amused.

He felt his face heat up, “I would be only to happy to help you address this problem, unfortunately, at the moment, I am on my way to attend a meeting with one of our suppliers.”

“Do not stress yourself, Tech. I will give you my number, contact me once you are free to do so” I promptly handed Tech my business card before I headed to the locker room. It was a little odd to have so many watching us, yet I understood it was due to their admiration for their brother.

Zaina tried, she really did try not to say anything, she wanted to be supportive of Hunter’s younger brother and did not want to embarrass him, but she couldn’t help smirk at his shocked expression, as his eyes read and reread the card in his hands.

“Do you think his brain short-circuited?” Crosshair’s voice teased as he walked up beside his younger brother.

“I think his brain is rebooting at the moment,” Hunter laughed, “let’s give him a minute or two to come back to us” Hunter and Crosshair chuckled.

“Will you two stop?” Zaina defended Tech, “Leave him alone. It’s not every day his Bishop captures the Queen” she tried, she really did but she couldn’t stop smiling from ear-to-ear at seeing Tech’s cheeks deepen a darker red at the teasing he was receiving from the three of them.

“For your information, Zai,” Tech smiled as he turned the card in his hand, before he locked eyes with her, as a self-satisfied smile appeared on his lips, “I always capture the Queen” he smirked as he headed off, tucking the business card into his pocket.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

My stomach was fluttering when I noticed Tech’s caller ID appeared on my cell. I wanted to answer, but of course at that moment, I was inundated with questions, as I did my best to answer the panel before me.

“Are you sure you’ll be able to meet the deadline?” Lama Su narrowed his eyes on me.

“I understand the panel's concern, but must I remind you we are here for the benefit of veterans and those in need of prosthetics. Human trials for our prosthetics are progressing at exceptional speed. There have been difficulties with seven percent of the trails.”

“Could you please clarify the difficulties?” Tong Wee asked as she readjusted her pen ready to take notes.

“Certainly” I pulled up the next slide from my presentation, “as you can see from overall feedback, most patients have reported they find the prosthetic to be a benefit to their life. Patient FJ-3645 directed our attention to one issue with their neural interface, at times the connection would drop between the patient and the prosthetic. We discovered the problem was a firmware issue; which has since been adjusted — however this particular patient has stated that the issue, although fixed, has affected the overall feel of the equipment. We are currently trying to determine the problem the patient is sensing. I would like to next direct your attention to patient EF-2487 this patient was at work when the prosthetic completely failed. It appears in this case the neural interface completely crashed.”

“I do apologize for interrupting” Nala Se began as she held her hand up, indicating for me to stop my presentation “are you saying most of the issues are neural interface based?”

“In these particular two patients it has been, for Patient FJ-3645 the problem with their prosthetic developed from a firmware issue; for Patient EF-2487, their problems arose due to a temperature issue.”

“A temperature issue? Would you please do your best to clarify this statement” Nala Se tilted her head at me.

“The patient’s body temperature runs higher then normal and works in an environment dealing with extreme heat raising their normal body temperature even greater.”

“Why was this not dealt with before human trials?” Tong Wee noted.

“None of the scenarios could have predicted a body temperature that normally ran as high this patient. Their physiology is actually quite unique.”

“No doubt there would certainly be some patients who inevitably end up running a fever”

“Of course, which was taken into account during the trials and even at time of development. However, what was not taken into account was a normal body temperature of 110. This particular patient was selected for the clinical trials due to their unusual biology.”

“How long did the patient wear the prosthetic before it completely malfunctioned?”

“A total of 875 hours, approximately 36.4583 days”

“That is quite the achievement, what exactly transpired?”

“The neural interface was burnt from the internal heat.”

“Have you been able to determine, what exactly about the patient’s physiology causes their temperature to run at a higher rate?”

“At this time we are unable to determine the direct cause. The patient has undergone several tests already, the theory at present is a belief the patient has a form of thyroid disease or possibly a heart arrhythmia we are currently running several tests to determine the validity of those theories.”

“What are the other issues?”

“Another patient had a hydraulic issue”

“Excuse me” Lama Su narrowed his eyes at me, “Do any of the problems actual deal with some sort of manufacturing issue?”

“If you turn to page 153 of your reports, you will note out of the fifty complaints we have received out of 700 patients, only one was a manufacturing issue which was fixed promptly”

“Any other issues we should become aware of?” Lama Su looked up from the report I handed out to them at the beginning of our meeting. I was about to open my mouth, when he cut me off, “More specifically, any issues that will cost the company money?”

I let out a sigh, “No. Majority of the issues are due to the physiology of the patient or a firmware issue.”

“In that case, I do not see a need to continue the meeting. Excellent work, doctor. We look forward to your next report.”

“Thank you ladies and gentlemen” I nodded to the panel of six men and women, grabbing my equipment and reports promptly leaving the meeting room, as soon as the panellists all left. I looked at my phone, as a notification for a new voicemail popped up. I couldn’t help smiling at the thought Tech had left me a voicemail.

I waited till I was in my office, closing the door before listening to his message.

‘Hello Kamarie, I do hope this message finds you well. As you requested, I finished with my meeting and contacted you as soon as I was able to; I wish to reiterate that I would be elated to help you figure out the coding issue you have come across. Please feel free to contact me at your earliest convenience. I look forward to hearing from you.’

There was a silence for a second before Tech's voice came back on the line.

‘In case, I forgot to mention, this is Tech. Tech from the Marauder Gym. The same Tech you play chess with …’ I heard him let out a sigh, ‘Again, I look forward to hearing from you at your earliest convenience.’

I couldn’t help smirk at his nervousness that clearly seeped through. I sat at my desk, staring at my phone, I wanted to call him, and tell him I could never forget him, I would always remember him, for as long as I could.

Yet, regardless of how much I wanted to take a step with Tech, I kept remembering the last time I was so upfront with my affections, not just my affections but also regarding my condition. The last time I informed someone about my future and what I was facing, it didn’t end well.

However, start something off with Tech on a lie, even if it was an omission was not the way I wanted it to begin and somehow I felt that he would be someone who would not shy away or run away simply because things may be more difficult than expected.

I took in a deep breath, chasing to have faith in a man who by all accounts seemed to be the encapsulation of what I had longed for, my finger shook a little as I dialed Tech’s number.

“Hello”

“Hi Tech”

“Kamarie … I … the message …” Tech took in a deep breath, “I cannot apologize enough”

“Tech”

“No please let me apologize”

“There’s nothing to apologize for”

“If you are sure”

“I am”

“In that case, how can I be of service?”

“Well, I would like to go over the coding issue with you, do you think you’d be able to come by my office?”

“When?”

“In an hour?”

“Unfortunately, that will not be possible, I’m finishing up with some work here, would it be all right if …” Tech cleared his throat, “Would it be all right if we met up for dinner to discuss it?”

“I believe dinner would be an even better suggestion, than what I had planned.”

“Gre…”

‘Did you get a hold of her?’ Another voice came on the line, it sounded like Crosshair cutting off Tech, however I hardly spoke with the man so I could be mistaken.

‘Yeah, I did…’ before he could say anything, more loud steps came booming over the phone.

‘Hey!’ Another voice called out.

‘Wrecker? What’s up?’ Tech asked

‘I’ve been calling you’

‘We didn’t hear you’ Crosshair’s voice rang through, ‘Anyway, Tech, you should just ask out Kamarie, you like her and she likes you, that’s evident by how she smiles at you.’

‘No di’kut!’ Wrecker’s booming voice came over the speaker, ‘I meant, when I tried calling Tech on the phone, I couldn’t get through, Cross.’

“That’s because I’m on the phone … right now … with Kamarie. She’s on speakerphone and no doubt has heard all of this”

“Hi Crosshair, hi Wrecker, I apologize for not saying anything earlier.”

There was nothing but pure silence for a minute, before I heard Crosshair’s voice trail off ‘Oh, shi…’ followed promptly by shifting feet and a door slamming shut.

I was smirking as I nibbled on my bottom lip, I couldn’t believe he liked me. I thought for sure there was no way he would’ve been interested in me, after all he was … he was amazing, intellectual, kind, dignified, treated me with utmost respect, and quite handsome. I couldn’t help the giggle that escaped from my lips at the sound of the door closing.

“Well, that happened.” Tech chuckled, “I believe there is a requirement here for me to express my deepest apologies on behalf of my siblings, please do not pay attention to anything Crosshair said, he is just … he is an idiot.”

I giggled at his reaction, yet doing my best to still my nerves, “I must disagree with your assessment of the situation, Tech.”

“Please enlighten me”

“Your sibling simply pointed out an interesting fact that has been a quandary of mine for some time”

“How interesting. That is an important factor in this observation. Wouldn’t you agree, Kamarie?”

“I wholeheartedly agree”

“Is what Crosshair stated factual?” Tech asked with hesitancy, maybe she was just being friendly.

“I believe it to be quite accurate, I know for myself it has been some time since my opinion of you has risen considerably. I find my mind often drifts to moments where I spend a significant portion of my time, contemplating your facial features, your kindness and your intellect.”

Tech cleared his throat, “This seems to be a dilemma for the both of us. With this new information available to both of us, would you care to join me for an evening meal with a romantic notion attached?”

“I would be delighted”

“Would you still care to discuss the coding issues at dinner?”

“It could be one of many topics we can discuss this evening”

“In that case, I eagerly look forward to our evening together”

“I do, as well. Tech, before you go, there is something I wish to say”

“Please feel free to alleviate any concern”

“I appreciate that, I simply wish to point out, Bishop C8 to B7”

“Oh now that is quite interesting. Pond A2 to A3.”

“Pond E7 to E5”

“Queenside castling”

“Queen D8 to E7”

“Protecting your King, I see, very clever”

“Would not want my King to be so vulnerable to opposing forces, he should remain vulnerable only to his Queen”

“I agree wholeheartedly, a King and Queen should only be vulnerable to each other”

“It takes a great deal of trust and respect to rule together, to know how to handle the skills each one brings forth.”

“Especially when going into battle for the first time.”

“At what time and where should I meet you?”

“Would 8 p.m. accommodate your schedule?”

“Perfectly, Tech.”

“I will call and make a reservation and provide you with the details promptly”

“I await with eager anticipation”

“As do I”

“Goodbye Tech”

“Goodbye Kamarie”

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Hunter watched as Zaina held Iris, rocking her back and forth. Even though Hunter understood how much it still pained Zaina to hold something she would never have the opportunity to have, he couldn’t help think she would’ve made an absolutely wonderful mother. He was glad at the very least she would be able to dote on her niece, and they had agreed to look after her for the weekend.

Wrecker wanted to surprise Mel with a special weekend away for the two of them, to celebrate their engagement. He had wanted to do it sooner, but between Iris remaining in the hospital for a tad longer than they had expected and Zaina being attacked, not to mention the wedding preparations, time seemed to slip away from him and before he knew it, Iris was six and a half months old.

“How’s it going babe?” Hunter whispered as he placed a gentle kiss on Zaina’s temple.

“Good, I think she’s finally asleep” Zaina answered back matching his tone, doing her best to keep her niece asleep.

“Guess what?” Hunter asked as he wrapped his arms around Zaina and Iris

“What?”

“Tech finally asked her out”

“No. Seriously?” Zaina turned to look at him.

“Yup, he was asking what restaurant we went to for our first date today after he got off the phone with her”

“Aww that’s so sweet”

“Dad!” Omega shouted as the front door slammed, waking Iris after Zaina spent the past thirty minutes getting her to fall asleep. Her wailing from the unexpected noise pierced not only the living room but everyone’s ears as well.

“Omega!” Hunter shouted back at seeing his daughter walk over to them wincing at seeing Iris in Zaina’s arms wailing. She felt guilty, she hadn’t realized Iris was going to be there.

“Sweetheart don’t, she didn’t know”

“That’s still no excuse, sarad’ika. How many times have I told you not to slam the door!”

“Sorry, I didn’t know Iris was here, but …” Omega began.

Hunter chuckled, feeling bad at raising his voice “Doesn’t matter. From now on, unless you are in trouble, bleeding, or running from some psycho, act like everyday Iris is here.”

“Okay dad,” Omega smirked, “but I was wondering, did you know Uncle Tech is sitting in his car in front of our place?”

“Before we begin with your uncle, do you know what time it is my dear?”

“I know I’m later than I said, but not by much, just …”

“Thirty minutes to be precise”

“Z wanna help me out?” Omega pleaded

Hunter looked from his daughter to his future, at least he hoped she’d be his future if everything went according to plan, however his look clearly stated no interference.

“You know Megs I would love to help you but I gotta take care of this little one, see if I can get her back to sleep” Zaina bounced Iris in her arms hoping the rocking motion would calm her down, she headed towards Iris' crib in the spare room, “She’s not wrong” Zaina mumbled under her breath, as she passed Hunter, noticing the smirk on his lips, “He has a point” she mumbled out to Omega as she stood in front of her, before placing a kiss on her forehead, smirking as she went off with Iris.

Hunter let out a deep sigh, “All right, did you eat?”

“Yeah, Hera’s uncle made us spaghetti”

“Did you finish your homework?”

“Yes. We started our project, which is why I was late”

“Okay, let me go talk to your uncle, but you gotta text me, you know the rules”

“Well you didn’t text either”

“Because Howzer texted, next time you don’t text, you are getting grounded missy” Hunter walked over to his daughter, wrapping his arms around her hugging the stuffing out of her as she hugged him back, “sorry for raising my voice.”

“Sorry for not texting and for slamming the door.”

“I’m serious though, next time you’re getting grounded”

“Yes, Dad” Omega chuckled as she released her dad, walking over to the living room.

“Not kidding” Hunter stated as he grabbed his phone simultaneously putting on his shoes and headed out the front door.

“Love you too, dad”

“Yeah, yeah. Say that now with the threat of being grounded looming overhead” Hunter chuckled, as he walked over to Tech’s car.

He was surprised to see the loon on Tech’s face, he looked shocked, shaken to his very core. The only other time he’d ever seen Tech look like that was when he received news about Echo and Wrecker’s injuries. Hunter knocked on the window, pulling Tech from his own thoughts.

Tech turned his head blinking at seeing his brother beside his car, as he lowered the window, “Hunter?”

“Hey buddy, you okay?”

“Yeah, what are you doing at my place?”

“Tech, you drove to my place”

“What?” Tech looked from Hunter, to the house behind his brother, there was no mistake he had driven to his older brother’s home. He must have been in more shock than he thought, not to mention his body clearly knew what he needed even if his mind was too in shock to register.

“You wanna come sit with me on the porch, tell me what got you driving to my place at 11 at night?”

“I … uhhhh…”

“Come on buddy, turn off the car”

Tech followed Hunter’s orders, moving without even realizing he had left the car, his keys dangling from his fingers, as he shifted on the seat on the porch.

“Want a drink?” Hunter offered, Tech simply shook his head ’no’ as he took in a shuddering breath, Hunter nodded as he took his seat, “Want to tell me what’s got you looking shocked?”

“Kamarie”

“Did something happen on the date?”

“It … ummm…” Tech looked at his hands they were shaking, Hunter reached over and grabbed them, hoping he would be a grounding force for his younger brother, “Tech, hey whatever it is, it’ll be okay.”

Tech nodded squeezing his older brother’s hand, Hunter was shocked, he wasn’t one for emotions or a display of emotion, whatever shook him up, must have been pretty intense, he waited to hear what Tech had to say.

“As you know I met up with Kamarie for our date” Hunter nodded, waiting for Tech to explain more, “everything was going great, better than could have been expected, when …

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Thoughts as I'm reading Sure Shot: 1. I can FEEL the claustrophobia of the small town where Tony was languishing away. Great writing! 2. I love the smol innocence Tony has and the way Bucky is so careful with him by the River. 3. Cowboy Spangled Steve is hilarious. I can't get the image of B. Dylan Hollis as this version of tiny but mouthy Steve. 4. I freakin love omega Clint and Tony's relationship. I loved it in S&S and I will love it here! 5. Wow, I did not expect the story to go all the way to their deaths. It actually brought tears to my eyes. Endings are really scary but at least they had each other until the end.

Yeah... I may or may not be languishing (ie: hating) my small town lately so I might have gotten a little overboard with the description lol

The river scene was so great, right! Anything with Bucky and Tony in that early beginning is so great but the way the river date went where they sort of scooted closer and closer together, the way Bucky was so consistent about checking for consent and how Tony was all sassy but still so sweet! We love him!

Listen once I discovered B. Dylan Hollis and realized he's pretty much exactly how I envision feral smol Steve, I try to channel him into my writing lol. The whole bigger than life vibe with Steve's name change and fringe and fancy boots-- please, I love him. And Omega!Ironhawk is great in any verse. I definitely ship ironhawk in general but the dynamic they share as Omegas is Top Tier. Always one of the best background relationships in my Omegaverse fics.

The IRL story of Annie and Frank Butler was so beautiful that I couldn't resist taking it all the way to the end with Winteriron. The very second I read that Frank had died of a broken heart only a few weeks after Annie passed, I knew we needed a consistent "you lead I'll follow" theme for WInteriron cos it could apply to their flirting and sexy times for consent reasons and for letting innocent!Tony set the pace, could apply to the way Tony's (Annie's) career just exploded and Bucky (Frank) was so willing to step back and let her shine and just act as manager in the background and then of course, "you lead I'll follow" when Annie!Tony passed away first and Bucky followed shortly after. It was just... stunning.

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luminnara · 3 years

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She Loves Me, She Loves My Knot | Pro Hero Alpha!Bakugou x Omega!Reader (nsfw, 18+)

hii!! i don’t see many people who write ABO for MHA so I’m glad i found you!!

Can we have a scenario where Bakugou’s omega is generally really tough and seems rather indifferent to everything — however she’s a little afraid of taking Katsuki’s knot for the first time and he tries his best to help her through that process? Sorry if it’s a little obscure but I love the idea of Bakugou being soft and caring but only for his spicy little omega.

Fem reader if you can but if you’d rather opt for gender neutral that’s fine too!! Please keep writing ABO, i love all your things! 🥺🤍

Um hi YES, I really love ABO stuff and I also wanted to see more, so I was like...welp, I guess it’s my time to rise and write my OWN haha! I went with a fem reader for this one, because I feel like that’s what I’m best at writing. If you want a gender neutral version too, let me know and I can post an alternate one!

send in a request here!

Warnings: nsfw, knotting, creampies, some breeding kink

Word count: 2,124

You were a spitfire, and that’s what he loved about you the most. His spicy, fiery little omega, who was better than every other omega to ever walk the earth. From the moment he met you, when he had nearly trampled you in the street in pursuit of an asshole villain and you had threatened to kick in the teeth of the number 4 pro hero, he knew you were something special. Nobody ever stood up to him like that, especially not when he was out on the job, but you? A little omega who smelled so sweet and looked so delicious? You weren’t afraid of him at all.

He wasn’t embarrassed to admit that he had scented you immediately, his inner alpha getting possessive already. Bakugou didn’t smell any other alphas on you, and he didn’t want to. With his strong, terrifying scent clinging to you, he knew nobody else would try to make any moves, and as you stood there glaring at him, he had given you a smirk, told you to “call my agency sometime, babe,” and then taken off.

Of course, you didn’t call his agency.

You showed up in person, marching right in and demanding to see him that very evening. Though at first you had seemed angry with him, you quickly told him (with a harsh glare and a snarl that he found absolutely adorable) that he was going to court you, and it was going to start now.

And who was he to deny such a straightforward, cute omega? The two of you were together by the end of the week.

He almost found it hard to believe that you were an omega sometimes. You were so tough, so unbothered by the world. Whenever you were out and about and you caught an alpha leering at you, you were always quicker than Katsuki when it came to snapping at them to fuck off.

You weren’t the kind of omega who let anybody shove you around, and Bakugou loved that about you. It made him puff his chest up with pride, knowing that he had someone who wouldn’t take any shit. Your scent was strong and your will was even stronger, and he knew that when the time came, you would be the perfect, toughest, best mother to his pups.

You weren’t even mated yet, and he was absolutely sure that you were the one he wanted to spend his life with. You brought out something different in him, some kind of gentle, caring side that he never, ever let anyone else see. You were big and bad, yeah, but he was bigger and badder, and he was always going to protect you, no matter what.

“Babe, I’m home,” he called one night, trudging into your shared apartment. You had moved in together quickly, getting a place in one of the nicest parts of the city.

He heard you coming before he saw you, and before he even had his boots off, you were launching yourself at him. He caught you easily, grinning at the way you peppered his neck and jaw in kisses. It was probably the cutest, least tough thing you ever did, and god, did he love it.

“Miss me or Somethin’?” He teased, kicking his shoes off and carrying you to the bedroom.

“I had the day off and it was boring as shit,” you said bluntly. “I’ve been horny all day without you around to help...”

He paused, taking a whiff. “You’re not in heat. You just like me that much, omega?”

“Don’t be a dick.” You nipped at his jaw sharply and he recoiled.

Some alphas would never let their omega treat them like that, but Bakugou? Oh, he loved it.

He grinned, tossing you down onto the bed before you had a chance to take a chunk out of his face. “So needy...bet you spent all day touchin’ yourself, thinkin’ of me...”

“No I did not,” you huffed indignantly, looking up at him. “You think too highly of yourself.”

He laughed. Your arousal was hanging heavy in the air, betraying your words. The smell of it was like a drug, and as he inhaled, you could see Bakugou’s pupils dilate.

The sight turned you on even more, warmth pooling between your legs as your cheeks flushed. Scarlet eyes, calculating and predatory, pinned you down, holding you in place as your boyfriend grinned, exposing his big alpha fangs.

Fuck, he was hot.

“Sounds like you need to be reminded why I’m your alpha, baby.” He growled, crawling over you.

"Fuck, Katsuki,” you whined as he attacked your neck, biting at your scent glands and grinning at the way you squirmed.

He sucked your skin between his teeth, working at it, determined to leave covered in hickeys for the world to see. You didn’t have a mating mark yet, but oh, did he love making sure that everybody knew exactly whose omega you were.

You bit your lip at the dull pain, back arching up off the bed slightly. “K-Katsuki...”

“Hmm?” He looked up at you. “Look at you, so pretty and flustered for me already...what a good little omega...”

He knew exactly how to tease you. You spent all day sassing Katsuki, showing him how independent you were, but deep down, he knew you needed him just as much as he needed you. In the bedroom, he could make you absolutely melt with only a few words, and it was one of his favorite things to do.

“I can smell how much you want me,” he purred. “So desperate, so needy...”

His fingers slipped up under your shirt, pushing your clothing out of the way as his hands found your tits. He gave them a generous squeeze, grinning when you let out a loud gasp. He could play you like a fiddle, and he reveled in the sweet noises you made for him.

Your hands reached for him, tugging at his pants. He took the hint and stepped back, giving you a heated look that said “clothes off. Now.”

A few moments later, you were both naked, a tangled mess of sweaty limbs. Katsuki’s arms were wrapped around you, holding you close, your nails digging into his back. If he noticed the pain, he didn’t act like it, always allowing you to practically shred him to bits while he pounded into you. Secretly, he loved the marks you left, admiring his back in the mirror whenever he thought you weren’t watching.

You felt the head of his cock nudging at your pussy and moaned eagerly, burying your face in his neck.

“What do you want, baby?” He asked.

“Come on,” you whined.

“Tell me what you want,” he grinned, holding himself still.

“Katsuki!” You bucked your hips, trying to get closer to him.

He held you down. “Use your words.”

You dug your heels into his lower back in an effort to push him in, but he was too strong, resisting your attempts with a smug look on his face.

“I want your cock!” You finally relented, letting out a needy whine that you hoped would sway him.

“Good girl,” he growled, rolling his hips forward.

You shuddered at the feeling of him entering you. No matter how many times he fucked you, you would never be able to get over how big he was. It was part of the reason you hadn’t taken his knot yet, always asking him to pull out before it could swell. As he bottomed out inside of you, you were reminded of just how thick his cock was, and how much thicker that knot had to be.

As tantalizing as it was, it was also terrifying.

“Fuck,” he grunted, holding himself above you with a hand on either side of your head. “God damn, you feel so good...I’m not gonna last long at this rate, fuck...”

You were like putty in his hands when he talked like that. His voice was already so deep and rough, but his sex voice was godlike. You whimpered beneath him, tightening your legs around his waist as he pounded into you, clinging to him for dear life as his thrusts grew harder and harder.

“Katsuki,” you gasped, voice muffled by his neck.

“You like that?” He growled, slamming into you hard enough to scoot you up the bed slightly.

“Yes,” you moaned. “Yes, yes, please...more...”

He moved his head, tongue swiping up the side of your neck before he took your lips in a kiss. You whined and moaned into it, your skin heating up as you felt yourself unraveling, and when you finally did, you were seeing stars. He barely even had to try, and Bakugou gave you the best orgasms of your life.

Your walls squeezed around him as he rode it out, trying to milk his cock. It was good, it was delicious, it was too much for him to stand.

“L-let me knot you,” he moaned low in your ear.

You were coming down from your high, head feeling fuzzy. “Hm?”

“I wanna knot you,” he repeated, more impatient this time. “Please.”

You were beginning to snap back to attention again. “Katsuki...”

“What’s wrong?” He panted, trying to taunt you like usual. “You scared or somethin’?”

When you bit your lip, he slowed his pace, looking at you seriously.

“Really?” He asked.

You nodded hesitantly, cheeks burning with embarrassment.

“You’re afraid of my knot? ...why?”

“You’re just...really big...” you mumbled, looking away to avoid his eyes. “It’ll hurt...”

“Hey,” he said gently, rocking his hips against yours slowly now. “Look at me, babe.”

He took your chin in his hand, turning your head.

“I’m your alpha.” He said roughly. “And I’m gonna take care of you.”

The look in his eyes made your heart flutter. “But...”

“I wanna knot you.” He said again, dipping down to nip at your earlobe. “I wanna fill you up...”

A shiver flew up your spine, that familiar tingle returning to your groin. Fuck, just his voice could make you cum, practically...and honestly, you were aching for him to knot you. You wanted to feel full, to be as close to him as possible.

“Be gentle?” You asked.

“Of course, baby.” He kissed your jaw, his hand slipping down to hold the side of your neck as he quickened his pace again. After only a few moments, he growled, leaning back and pulling out, leaving you feeling painfully empty. “Roll over.”

You obeyed, turning onto your stomach. When you moved too slowly, Katsuki pulled you up by your hips until you were on your hands and knees, ass presented for him.

“Gorgeous,” he growled appreciatively, guiding his cock back into you and moaning when he sank in even deeper.

You moaned loudly, burying your face in the pillows as he began pounding into you again. Your thighs were already quivering, and when you felt his fingers rubbing at your clit, you immediately lost it.

“Fuck!” You cried out, clawing at the bed. “More, please, Katsuki—“

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he moaned, teeth sinking into your shoulder as he pushed into you hard.

You felt his hips stutter before he held you against him in his vice grip, breaths ragged in your ear as he let out the loudest, most delicious, breathy moan you had ever heard. He pumped his seed into you, giving a few sharp thrusts as he emptied himself.

Then, you felt it.

“Easy, baby,” he said lazily, leaning against you as he tried to catch his breath.

His knot was swelling, stretching your pussy in a way you had never felt. You whimpered nervously, swallowing hard as you tried not to freak out. You were waiting for pain, but while it was beginning to feel impossibly tight, it...wasn’t terrible.

“That’s it,” your alpha crooned, smoothing a hand up your spine. “Fuck, you even take my knot so well...”

You started to relax as you calmed down, your body allowing his knot to grow to its full size. It was big, huge, even, but as Katsuki guided you to lay down on your side with him, you were beginning to feel smug. Yeah, you had the best alpha, and he had the best, biggest knot.

“How’s it feel?” He asked, pressing a kiss to your neck.

“Mm. Not bad.” You replied. The post sex haze was beginning to set in, and you were growing tired.

“Good girl.” He nuzzled against your scent glands, inhaling deeply. “Knew you could take it no problem.”

“I wasn’t even really worried.” You lied, trying to sound tough.

He snorted a laugh. “Yeah, right.”

You snuggled back against him. “I like it.”

“Yeah? Good. Because I am never going to stop knotting you now.”

#alpha!bakugou #alpha!bakugou x omega!reader #request #bnha x reader #bakugou x reader

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purecantarella · 3 years

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As Long As It’s You

Request : Can you do ,Alpha!lisa first time her mating o!reader .

Yall love the A/B/O universe don’t you HAHAHAAH Again, I’m not the best but I still hope you all enjoy 😊Also, this is a wlw or gxg story so yeah. If you don’t identify as female, you may feel uncomfortable with this.

Disclaimer: This oneshot will have elements of sex, those under 18 are strongly advised to leave and read more fluffy content.

Lisa had planned this night meticulously. Everything had to go smoothly or she’d lose her mind. From the moment she’d picked you up to the end of the night. It was all charted out in her head. A fancy candle-lit dinner, flowers, a stroll through the park and she’s lovingly ravish you for the first time.

In her head, it was a perfect plan. However, when you walked out in a sinfully red dress with a slit trailing to your upper thigh hugging every asset she’d admired the first time she’d met you, she knew she wasn’t going to hold out for too long.

“Hi baby!” You greeted kissing her lips quickly, making her smile, butterflies exploding in her stomach, and return the greeting. Lisa opened the car door for you to enter the back seat quickly and safely before shutting the door and praying the growing erection in her pants would calm down before the dinner.

Spoiler, it didn’t. While the car ride was wholesome, Lisa’s eyes couldn’t stop trailing over the shape of your breast, the way you bit your lip trying to explain how your day was, and your scent. Oh mighty God, your scent. It was both the flowery smell of your perfume and your natural sweet aroma that were driving her absolutely insane.

You on the other hand, knew how much Lisa wanted you from the moment she picked you up. The hungry gaze and her wandering eyes...you wanted it just as much and were damn near ready to do anything to let your alpha mark you, make you hers once and for all.

Once at the restaurant you both had a lovely time cracking jokes and just enjoying each others company. That didn’t stop your pursuit though. You and Lisa were seated in the booth nearing the back for her to not be recognised by any fans that may pass by. This convenient placement gave you the freedom to do pretty much anything.

You placed your hand on her leg, rubbing the pant-clad skin before leaning close to her ear. “You look so good tonight, baby...” You lowered your head and kissed her neck, making her tense up. You smirked inwardly at her reaction.

“Y/n...” She warned softly. You didn’t halt any of your actions though. If anything, you applied a little more pressure to her leg, trailing it up closer and closer to her knot. “If you don’t stop, I will lose control, omega.” Lisa warned one last time, her eyes slowly darkening looking down at you.

“Do it, baby. Make me yours.” You moved your hand to rub the alpha’s knot making her groan softly. You giggled darkly as she hastily raised her hand asking for the bill.

You both entered the car and Lisa did everything in her power not to take you there and then with how profound your scent had become and with your light teasing during dinner. To distract herself she leaned down and whispered profanities in your ear.

“You look so fucking hot in that dress, princess.” She muttered as you repressed a moan at the scent she was releasing. “Looking so perfect for your alpha aren’t you? Shit, the things I want to do to you, Y/n.” The dancer placed a lingering kiss on your cheek making you shudder at the contact. The driver, already suffocating with the mixing scents of want and sex made, stepped on the gas.

The moment you and Lisa walked into your apartment, you were pinned up onto the wall with her lips on yours. A mix of fiery passion and pure love as your tongues found themselves tangled with one another. Your hands found their way into her hair, desperately grasping onto each strand not wanting to be parted from her lips. The idol then took your lower lip between her lips as she pulled away making you groan loudly.

“Such a good girl for me, aren’t you baby?” She growled in your ear, her hands already fiddling with the zipper on your back. You nodded profusely before pulling her lips back onto your own. Lisa pushed a knee into your heat, moaning when she felt the wetness that was already leaking past your underwear.

Feeling unbothered by the tight dress, she fell to her knees and pushed the soft fabric up. The brunette smirked seeing the damp patch. She placed open mouthed kisses on your soft thighs, making sure to leave red marks in her wake.

You pushed her bangs back and begged, “Lisa, please...”

Not wanting to make you wait any longer, the alpha pulled the underwear down and pressed her tongue flat onto your clit, moving in a figure-8 motion, making you release a throaty cry. You banged your head on the door behind you as she lapped up the juices that had begun to overwhelm her. Her bottoms becoming too tight for her throbbing knot.

She stood back up slapping your thighs, making a clap ring out through the empty apartment. “Jump baby.”

You followed her orders, nestling your head into the side of her head, pressing your own kisses on the idol’s now hot and sensitive skin. You ground down on the now fully hard member of your alpha, unable to control yourself any more. Both your usually clear minds clouded with lustful thoughts.

Once she’d navigated the way to the bedroom, which she thought was a maze, she pushed you onto the bed as gently as she could in her state. As Lisa crawled over you, your hands immediately moved to her shirt. Each button undone you pressed a kiss to the exposed tan skin. Feeling completely carnal at this point, she pushed the dress off your shoulders and tossed it over her shoulder and unclipped your bra. Lisa moved to look at you completely...her perfect omega, presented to her so deliciously. Just for her.

Lisa briefly stood up to undress, your eyes never leaving her body for a second. Another rush of wetness flowed from your heat when her knot was finally exposed to you. It was absolutely mouth-watering. As you stood up to try and get your mouth around the dancer’s length, she jumped pushing you down.

“We can do that another time, baby.” She said her eyes not leaving yours. “For now, alpha needs to feel herself inside your pussy.” Lisa muttered as she pressed her lips against yours. You wrapped your arms around her neck pulling her impossibly closer, moaning loudly into her mouth.

Finally, she leaned up and aligned herself with your heat. Her brown, almost black, eyes looked up at you one more time for any sign of hesitation. When you nodded, she pushed her length into you. You cried out at the sheer size of her knot. The dancer looked up at you sympathetically, holding her movements until you’d felt complete ease.

Once you’d opened your eyes again, her hips began to move, making her member move in and out of your soaping cavern. You moaned again at the feeling of her rock hard knot pushing in and out.

“Alpha—Fuck!” You drawled out as you placed a hand on the back of her head. “You feel so good inside me! Harder, please. Harder!” You cried out again, wrapping your legs around Lisa’s small waist.

Hearing your begging, her thrusts came in a brutal pace and rougher than it initially was. The bed was then creaking under you both. Soon, your neck caught her attention again. She ran her canines over a spot on your neck. Again, Lisa looked up for permission to officially make you her mate.

“Do it,” You whimpered before biting your lip, trying to contain the sin that continuously flowed from your lips. Finally, Lisa sunk her teeth into your neck, leaving traces of blood, marking her as yours. You cried out at the pain and pleasure the bite left you with. The build up knot in your stomach uncoiling, making you release onto your now-mate’s member.

Lisa licked your neck, making sure you were okay before roughly pounding into you once again. One of your hands ran through her hair, tugging it a little, in hopes to bring her closer to the edge, the other clung onto the headboard of your bed, seeking some form of stability.

“Fuck, I’m so close...” Lisa moaned out. You smiled tiredly and pulled her lips back onto yours. “Come with me...” You moaned against her lips. With a few more thrusts, Lisa and you released a resonating cry throughout the, now extremely hot, room.

Both of you panted, tired from your little rendezvous. Lisa pecked your forehead, trying not to move to much as you were both still connected. You smiled up at her and giggled.

“You were amazing, baby...” You muttered into her ear as you fiddled with a lock of her dark hair. Lisa blushed at the comment and nuzzled into your neck, smiling at the mark she’d just left.

“You were too...” She responded, a little sleepy. “Just so you know though, I had a whole romantic version of this planned out.” Lisa said, adjusting herself on top of you to look into your eyes. You smiled at her sincerity.

“Any first time would be perfect as long as it’s you.” You said softly, caressing her face. “Please...this wasn’t your first time.” She said grumpily, teasing you a little.

You chuckled and nodded. “Yeah, but it’s the only one that mattered. Because I am now officially mated.” You said proudly, touching the sore mark on your neck. You both smiled sleepily at one another before Lisa adjusted you both so you were comfortably on top of her.

“I love you, Lisa...” You said before lulling to sleep.

“I love you too, Y/n.”

Yup, that’s a thing HAHAHAHA I hope you enjoyed this. I’m sorry if it isn’t that good but I did work hard on it and I sincerely hope you liked it and it lived up to the first one I did. Remember that requests are open and I’m really happy to hear from you readers so feel free to message me about anything 😊💖

I’m currently working on some initial ideas and making my way through requests. A Wheein imagine and a Twice reaction are heading your way so look forward to that 😚💕

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#blackpink #blackpink x reader #blackpink imagines #blackpink reactions #blackpink smut #lisa x reader #lisa imagine #lisa smut #lisa manoban #a/b/o dynamics #a/b/o blackpink #a/b/o smut #a/b/o kpop #please dont kill me #i need holy water #gxg #girl group imagines #girl group smut

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ladyartemesia · 4 years

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Fic recs for taehyung? I love your stuff btw I’ve read them all uwu

As a beacon of extra-ness in an already extra world, I am entirely incapable of just recommending fics like a normal blog. No. I’ve got to wax on like a bloomin connoisseur. I have compiled some (but not all) of my favorite works in several different categories and sorted them accordingly. This crazy list is so long I had to add a “keep reading”... but I simply couldn’t bear to leave any of these off the list. They are all so good!

Fics have been divided into 8 categories. Some are under the cut.

▨ FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS and FRIENDS TO LOVERS ▨ ▨ ARRANGED MARRIAGE ▨ ▨ FANTASY ▨ ▨ ANGST WITH A HAPPY ENDING ▨ ▨ HYBRID and ABO (alpha/omega) ▨ ▨ MULTIPLE PARTNERS ▨ ▨ NEIGHBORS AND ROOMMATES ▨ ▨ TABOO THEMES and DARK FIC (Sex Work/Power Imbalance/Very Unsafe Sex) ▨ ▨

▨ FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS and FRIENDS TO LOVERS ▨

Insomnia by @hobiwonder

This is one of those fics I read and literally could not stop thinking about. It is wildly hot and honestly hilarious. Poor reader cannot sleep and the beautiful bro she’s tutoring offers a rather unconventional solution.

(Ego) Hoe Chronicles: KTH by @suga-kookiemonster

Listen. If you find a niche fan blog devoted entirely to Ego Tae... I’m not gonna say it’s mine. But it’s probably mine. I once told suga-kookiemonster that I would literally read a story about Ego Tae going grocery shopping on a Wednesday night and I stand by that. In this lurid romp, the reader falls into the clutches of everyone’s favorite bohemian sex lord and he rails her into another dimension.

Falling, Falling, Gone by @johobi

Pining (mutual or otherwise) is not really my thing, but I would straight up read Jo’s laundry list if she posted it. As usual I was blown away by how everything she does seems somehow better than any other version of it. This reader is really unique as well, and her relationship with the wildly popular soccer star Tae comes to a sexy and hilarious head at a sort of bachelor auction. With sharp dialogue, delightful subtext, and fantastic side characters, you really shouldn’t miss it. It’s pretty much perfect.

A Friendly Favor by @baeseoul

This is the classic “teach me some sex for another woman” trope and it is done so well. Sweet best friend Tae is looking to benefit from your experience, but his is not the only world about to be thouroughly rocked.

Officer Kim and the Criminal Crush by @ddaengyoonmin

This is one of the best twists on childhood friends to lovers I have ever seen. Tae grows up to become a cop and reader grows up to be a societal menace. I won’t spoil it, but it’s the perfect blend of nostalgia, tenderness, and smut. This fic technically doesn’t have a name so I had to give it one to link it. It’s part of an AMAZING series Zoe did that I also highly recommend.

Out of the Blue by @jimlingss

This is one of those stories that blooms throughout the narrative until you are left with this gorgeous flower at the end. I loved the journey of these two characters. It was real and it perfectly captures the experience of finding your soulmate in the person you least expect.

Sin Pijama by @brilliantlybasicb

This fic is a switch culture fic. It is wild wicked hot and this Tae is unreal. I love the way he lets the reader think she is in control just long enough. It is a wild romp with an adorable sequel and honestly you should read it.

Girls Like You by @jjiminah

I was in jjiminah’s asks IMMEDIATELY about this fic because I had FEELINGS. The reader begins wordlessly teasing and tempting Tae on their morning bus ride every day until he is literally losing his mind. Everything that follows is fire. Jjiminah has hinted she will wrote more for these two and I NEED IT.

Sighs and Sonnets by @btsaudge

This fic is beautiful. Like it’s basically art. This is a bad boy who is bad for you. But he has the soul of a poet and the stroke game of a renaissance master. Bittersweet and seductive, this fic is a full experience.

The Text by @taetaesbaebaepsae

Tae is your friend with benefits but it looks like feeling may have been caught by one or more parties. When you attempt to soothe your aching heart with another pretty boy, Tae decides to stake his claim. This was very sexy. The whole fic was sexy.

▨ ARRANGED MARRIAGE ▨

Monster by @neonlights92

Monster and all of its companion series about each of the boys is one of those fics that I reread constantly and also just think about constantly. This is one of the best mafia AUs out there and it’s characters are vivid and unforgettable. Tae’s stubborn resistance to his lovely new wife in contrast with her quiet, clever strength really brings this story to life. A word of warning. The masterlist links are a bit messed up. To read part two you must click on part three. And to read part three must click on part four. The link to part four is at the bottom of part three (or you can just search it on her site. It is definitely all there though).

Dichotomy by @kpopfanfictrash

There is a reason the incomparable Shanna is on this list three times. She is truly incomparable. This is childhood friends-to enemies-to spouses and it is wonderful. I adore this Tae. He is sharp and vulnerable and occasionally heavy handed, but truly a gem. This fic also features one of the best angry sex scenes I’ve ever run my eyeballs across.

▨ FANTASY ▨

Chism by @kpopfanfictrash

The world-building in this story is genuinely awe inspiring. You could write series upon series within this vivid universe. The god of Winter is missing and Summer’s heat burns unchecked for many years. The reader is a warrior with a unique ability tasked with guarding a very interesting prisoner. This story is so good. I mean it is really bloomin incredible. It’s hard to say what I liked best about it, because it was stellar across the board.

Obsidian by @kpopfanfictrash

In the pantheon of delicious Tae incarnations, Obsidian Taehyung is essentially unrivaled as a grey witch who moonlights as a sexy rock star. His extremely erotic clash with a white witch detective plays out as the two of them track down a sinister killer (with the help of some truly memorable side characters).

Out of this World by @ddaengyoonmin

This one is really unique. Tae is a merman scientist on the water planet of Neptune and when the reader and her misguided crew crash into his sea, he takes it upon himself to improve inter-species relations. This fic features excellent world building alongside several twists and surprises. Clever scientist Tae is downright irresistible.

▨ ANGST WITH A HAPPY ENDING ▨

Picking Flowers by @jamaisjoons

So this story is a journey - truly a beautiful one and it’s a gorgeous addition to the hanahaki genre. There is real pain and I cried real tears, but gosh it was so sexy and so worth it. I was surprised by how truly immersed I ended up in this piece. I lost track of everything else. The end is insanely satisfying, but the journey is really what makes this fic unmissable.

Until Yesterday by @jimlingss

This fic destroyed me slowly then slowly put me together again piece by piece. When I say I went through it - I WENT THROUGH IT. The story is loosely based on the movie “The Vow” and it is just fantastic. Beautiful and tender till the last word.

The Foolish Muse by @bibbykins

This is the story of someone who is deeply in love, but knows they deserve better. It is a sexy and evocative work with allusions to mythology that fit seamlessly into the narrative. I think my favorite part is Tae discovering how much the reader meant to him and what choices ultimately lead them to a really delicious conclusion.

Back to You by @ladyartemesia

The last time I did a fic rec list, it got like 700 notes. Ya girl is not makin the same mistake again. I spent hours on this list. My work is comin along for the ride. Kim Taehyung is the love of your life, until one day he disappears without a trace.

Vacancy by @ppersonna

This one is the only idol AU on the list and I normally don’t read those, but Lindy’s work is too good to miss in any setting. I am thrilled I took a look because what I found was a glimpse into a beautiful relationship that weathers and eventually overcomes the challenges of loving in the limelight. There is a LOT of emotional depth and symbolism which really elevates everything about this lovely story. The reader’s internal struggles in the face of her lover’s fame are extremely well done.

▨ HYBRID and ABO ▨ (alpha/omega)

Eye of the Tiger by @opaljm

I am beyond hype about this story which is (very) loosely inspired by Zootopia and features a cocky tiger Taehyung and a fiesty prey hybrid he needs to fake date in order to keep panther Jimin from murdering him. (Tiger Tae got a tad too frisky around Jimin’s mate and now things are dangerously awkward.) This story is already so freakin good. I cannot wait for the rest.

Silver and Blue by @taetaewonderland

What happens when you get on the wrong side of the right werewolf? Very sexy - very crazy times. Chronologically this is the first of the Silver and Blue series which follows barely civilized were-Tae through his courtship and eventually his relationship with the spunky reader. Holla to all my impreg kink homies. This is the fic for you.

Heat Run by @ladyartemesia

As I said before, the last time I did a fic rec list, it got like 700 notes. Ya girl is not makin the same mistake twice. I spent hours on this list. My work is comin along for the ride. Alpha lawyer V is a man of many secrets, but his well ordered reality spirals wildly out of control when he crosses paths with a fiery omega set on saving the world from his wicked ways.

Beautiful Stranger by @interludemoonchild

This was a wild ride from start to finish. Taehyung is a tiger hybrid shifter who escapes from the circus to be close to a veterinary student he bonded with. There is a lot of interesting twists and surprises in this one. I was definitely screaming at the end.

Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell by @jingabitch

A very young wolf hybrid Taehyung adopts you as his pet human when you are just a kid. After Tae leaves to serve in the military he returns to an adult version of his sweet little princess and chaos ensues. Mind the tags for this one folks. It’s excellent, but there are very triggering themes throughout.

▨ MULTIPLE PARTNERS ▨

Level of Restraint by @lemonjoonah

This is not strictly a Tae fic in that he is only one of three major players in this twisted masterpiece. Lemon is the undisputed queen of the surprise twist and this one is truly brilliant. People dropped this fic in the discord calling it the best fan fiction they had ever read and I am not here to argue with them at all. Fair warning, every word - every inch of this fic is sexy and it’s delicious brand of titillation is wrapped around your psyche good and tight by the end.

Four by @luxekook

The quadruplets next door are fueling your very lurid fantasies. It turns out they have some fantasies of their own... You will need water if you read this fic. This is the original patented Kim Taehyung Horny Hive Mind 4D Experience™

▨ NEIGHBORS AND ROOMMATES ▨

The Heat Wave Series by @curly-bangtan

The original story (chapter 1) in this series is definitely famous, but I don’t know how many people have read all 9 chapters and if you haven’t, you are really missing the incredible journey of two very horny idiots stumbling recklessly towards real and amazing love. Everything is set off when the air conditioner breaks and a pair of wild roommates shed their inhibitions along with their clothes.

Flicker by @chimoona

So this fic started out with adorable neighbor dynamics and ended with erotic rope tying. Baby I was ABOUT IT. This was so bloomin hot and also like sweet and tender. Really a sexy and sentimental treasure.

Not Your Typical Flower Shop Story by @jungtaeyoongles

This story goes from “aww” to “WHAT THE-” real quick. Fast paced plot and twist after twist turn the whole flower shop au upside down and then inside out. I can’t say more because spoilers but like - WOW.

▨ TABOO THEMES and DARK FIC ▨ (Sex Work/Power Imbalance/Very Unsafe Sex)

Extracurricular by @ppersonna

One of my favorite professor-student AUs. The reader writes her gorgeous professor a borderline erotic analysis of several major works of art and he feels compelled to discuss it with her privately. Lindy really outdid herself on this one. It is scorchin. Professor Tae is actually really sweet and somehow that just makes the whole thing hotter.

Akrasia by @nitaescence

This is insanely hot. Emphasis on the insane because it’s basically a super erotic romp where you have sex with a man you don’t know (Taehyung) on a crowded public bus. I literally felt my blood pressure going up the longer I read. Whew.

The Client by @jungkookiebus

This one hit me right in the feels. Taehyung is a sweet and lonely man who has a standing Wednesday appointment with an upscale sex worker. As the story progresses, feelings become involved on both sides. When I say I am checking her page thrice daily for part three... This is so engrossing. And this Tae. I just want to hold him.

Daffodil Dreams by @sombreboy

Tread carefully ladies and gents. This story is excellent, but it is easily the darkest fic on the list and, if you choose to read it, please read the trigger warnings carefully. The reader is a psychologist called in to analyze a very dangerous criminal. As their sessions progress, however, several boundaries are crossed.

Obey by @jjkfire

Taehyung is the most feared and ruthless member of the local mafia and you are the world’s most inept escort. You needed a job, but had no real interest in sex work and you’ve managed to fly under the radar as a glorified waitress until Kim Taehyung himself walks into your agency and decides that you’re the only girl he wants. Oh my gosh I loved this story so much. It was downright amazing and there is a surprise at the end that makes everything even sweeter.

#kim taehyung #bts #kim taehyung smut #kim taehyung x reader #kim taehung fanfiction #viola recommends #fic recs #I CANNOT BELIEVE TUMBLR FORMATTED MY POST SO MY BANNER IS HIDDEN I WANT TO LITERALLY CRY #TUMBLR we are FIGHTING oh my gosh

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ABO (A) Half Shark Kirishima Eijiro x (O) Reader Forever Love

Word count: 4921

Warnings: None.

Title: ABO (A) Half Shark Kirishima Eijiro x (O) Reader Forever Love

Summary: You go to the beach and meet a strange shark tooth Alpha.

(Gif not mine)

🦈-Summer was here and you were ready to enjoy the sun.

🦈-You wasted no time packing a beach bag and driving to see the gritty sand and blue water. You wore a pair of sunglasses, you were glad you did since the sun was high in the sky and it wasn’t planning on leaving anytime soon.

🦈-You all but leaped out of your car and dashed across the sand. You adored summer and missed the feeling of sand under your feet. Before you could get fully sucked in by the sparkling waves you made sure to put on a thick layer of sunscreen.

🦈-You didn’t want to mess with skin cancer.

🦈-Once you were all lathered up you set your beach towel down and sat on it until the sunscreen had soaked in a bit. As soon as your phone beeped telling you it was time you were running into the blue water.

🦈-The cool water was a shock to your body but you embraced it the feeling.

🦈-You were heating up a bit sitting on the beach so it was really refreshing having the cool water lapping against your skin. You should have brought a tube but you were in a hurry to get to the beach so you left it for another time.

🦈-You pushed all your thoughts away and simply floated.

🦈-It was twenty minutes later that you opened your eyes. You paused as you looked around and saw that you were farther from the shore than you thought. You weren't the greatest swimmer around so you started to panic a bit but your focus on the distance between you and the shore was pushed aside when something brushed against your foot.

🦈-You looked down and gasped. A grey fin and shark teeth greeted you. You swiftly kicked at the figure and tried to swim away. You didn’t get very far before a red-headed man sputtered up in front of you. You paused your escape and gaped at him.

🦈-“Why did you kick me?” He whined, rubbing the top of his head.

🦈-“Why did you touch my feet?” You argued, if you weren’t using your arms to keep you upright you would have thrown them in air.

🦈-“I was interested in your second hands.” He frowned, pushing his crimson hair out of his eyes.

🦈-You spotted silver skin scattered around his tan hand. It almost reminded you of scales. If that didn’t alert you to the fact that he wasn’t human his gills did. Three neatly lined gills fluttered on his neck. The sight was intriguing.

🦈-“My second hands? You mean my feet?” You asked, still gliding your arms around to keep you upright now that you weren’t floating on your back.

🦈-“The second hands you have keeping you afloat. I have a tail and you have second hands.” He pointed out, lifting his tail higher to the surface to show you.

🦈-His tail reminded you of a shark, grey on the sides but white in the middle. If his sharp teeth were any indicator you would say he was some type of shark male hybrid. If he were to turn around you would probably see a shark fin on his back.

🦈-“Are you gonna eat me?” You almost slapped your self at the stupid question that escaped your mouth.

🦈-“What?! Why would I eat you? I don’t eat humans.” He huffed, obviously offended you thought he would eat you.

🦈-Not only have you met a half-human hybrid but you managed to kick him in the face and offend him in all of but five minutes. You wouldn’t be surprised if he decided he did want to eat you.

🦈-“Then what do you eat?” You asked, tilting your head at him.

🦈-He drew his head back, surprised that you asked him such a question. Weren’t humans supposed to be scared of someone like him? This is the most human contact he has gotten in decades. His Alpha was oddly quiet in your presence.

🦈-Was he observing the strange human too? Nevertheless, this human wasn’t afraid of him, he found that admirable of her. He didn’t have many friends. His best friend was a tan puffer fish that was annoyed at him half the time.

🦈-“Fish, like any other shark.” He said, grinning at the thought of feasting on the scaly creature, his razor-sharp teeth making an appearance again.

🦈-“Oh.” You replied, your brain trying to catch up with everything.

🦈-“What do you eat?” He asked, curious about what humans consume. He sometimes saw humans licking a cream-like treat or eating something round and long on a stick. He was interested in what this little human ate.

🦈-“Ummm… food? Red meat? Vegetables?” You said, not sure what he wanted to hear.

🦈-“Is red meat good? Better than fish?” He asked, excited by this new information.

🦈-“I can get you some if you want. I know they sell kabobs on the pier.” You thought, remembering people walk by you with some in their hands while you waited for your sunscreen to soak in.

🦈-“You would bring me some!” His eyes sparkled, excited at the thought of trying something other than fish.

🦈-“I mean yeah, I could.” You answered, trying not to blush over his excited face. This male shark hybrid was a handsome one. It was the least you could do, you did kick him in the face and offend the poor guy.

🦈-“Wait, but then you would have to leave. How do I know if you are coming back?” He narrowed his eyes, not eager for this sweet-smelling human to leave yet. His Alpha pushed forward and nearly growled at the thought.

🦈-In truth, the poor male was attention-starved. He was a pretty intimidating guy, all the sea life tended to stay away from him. Now that he had someone’s attention he didn’t want them to go away. He didn’t have to dwell much on the thought of you leaving before a soft sound invaded his ears.

🦈-It was a gentle ring that made his whole body warm. You were giggling at his brooding face.

🦈-“Of course I am coming back. Now that I know you aren’t gonna eat me I can pester you with all sorts of questions.” You smiled, thinking of all the tales he would have about the deep blue sea.

🦈-This would be an interesting friendship… or more.

***

🦈-Your friendship has bloomed over the last two weeks. It was tradition to come down to the beach whenever you could and buy him a kabob before making your way down to the pier. The main pier was busy and bustling with people but the small one meant for the local fishermen was still pretty vacant and empty.

🦈-You tried to stay in the water the first week but it just wasn’t practical. You had to wash and dry your swimsuit so many times it was tearing at the seams. Floating on a tube was better but it still had its drawbacks.

🦈-Your fingers and toes would winkle like raisins.

🦈-Eijiro was fascinated by your feet and wouldn’t stop trying to touch and nibble on them. You had noticed pretty quickly that although he wasn’t interested in eating you he had some sort of fascination with softly nibbling on you.

🦈-When you asked him about it he said it was a shark thing. He has grown up with his parents doing it so he thought it was normal to do so to his new human friend.

🦈-You had just sat down at the pier and dipped your feet into the cold water, not even a second later a sharp pair of teeth were nibbling on your toes. You let out an airy giggle, already used to his odd behavior.

🦈-“Save the chewing for your kabob, Eijiro.” You teased, lifting your toes out of the water and leaned down to show the steaming kabob to him.

🦈-He was quick to burst out of the water and snatch it up with his sharp teeth. He reminded you of a human version of jaws when he did that.

🦈-“Thank you, Y/N. You know you don’t have to keep buying me meat all the time.” He said while nearly chomping on the wooden stick.

🦈-“I don’t mind. If I didn’t spend it on you I would spend it on something else. Like this bracelet. I saw it while walking down the pier to get your kabob. It caught my eye and I instantly purchased it. It’s too big for me but I like the color.” You hummed, showing him the threaded black and red bracelet on your wrist.

🦈-In the time it took you to respond he had already finished his kabob, he made sure to put the stick on the pier. You would take it later and throw it away properly.

🦈-“Oh, that’s a nice bracelet.” He commented, not taking his eyes off it.

🦈-He peered at it with an awed look in his eyes. Completely unrelated he lifted his hand to mess with his hair, showcasing his empty wrist. Silently hoping you would spot it and say something.

🦈-“Oh! Would you like it? I don’t think I can wear it without worrying it would slide off. You have a bigger wrist than me so it should fit you better.” You offered, taking off the red bracelet and dangling it on your finger above him.

🦈-You never saw him move that fast before. The bracelet was already snatched out of your hand and on his wrist in the blink of an eye. You were right, it fit more snug on his tanned wrist than yours.

🦈-“Make sure not to lose it. I bet it is a whole other story losing something in the sea rather than on land.” You thought, swishing your legs in the water.

🦈-“I won’t take it off.” He nearly growled, something primal lurked in his eyes.

🦈-Your Omega was nearly purring at the look. You merely nodded and shifted your eyes to the blue sky. You noticed there were a lot more clouds in the sky than normal, you hoped it didn’t rain.

🦈-“What happens when it rains? Do you go back to your cave and wait it out like a regular human?” You questioned, looking down into his ruby eyes.

🦈-“Sometimes I stock up on fish when it is just a small shower. If it starts lightning and thundering I usually chill in my den until it passes. You don’t want to be out in the open when lightning strikes down.” He commented, holding back a wince.

🦈-“Huh. I hadn’t thought about that.” You said, kicking your feet out and splashing his face with water.

🦈-He retaliated by catching on of your feet and playfully chewing on it. His teeth were tickling you, you reach down and grab a handful of his red hair. You tried to yank him off but he wouldn’t budge. He was a stubborn shark when it came to his prey.

🦈-Not that you were prey to him. He just considered you to be his. Especially after your little gift to him. To give shark-kind a gift it meant you had started the courting process. The next time he saw you he would give you one back, to solidify your courtship.

🦈-“Quit it Eijiro! You’re tickling me.” You laughed, leaning down even further, your face inches from his.

🦈-Once he felt your soft breath on his face he let go and tilted his head up at you. Now it was your turn to fell his breath on your face. The closeness was enough to make your Omega swoon. You felt your mind was playing tricks on you when you heard a gentle purr coming from him.

🦈-It was like you were in a trance, your eyes caught his lips and it was all you could focus on. You slowly felt yourself leaning even further down to him. He was leaning forward as well. His breath coming out in big pants.

🦈-His tail was swishing rapidly in the water. Almost like a puppies tail would when they get excited.

🦈-“You trying to drown yourself, girl!” An older man’s voice called out from the distance.

🦈-You quickly put both of your feet on Eijiro’s shoulders and pushed him down. You would have been worried if he was human but since he was half-shark you knew he would be safe. Safer than someone finding out his kind existed.

🦈-Sure there were shifters on land but people held major prejudice against them. You could only imagine the type of hysteria if humans found out they were surrounded by shifters on land and in the water.

🦈-Maybe it was because you knew a few shifters and that was why you didn’t freak out when you first discovered him.

🦈-“I thought I saw a crab!” You yelled, turning to look over your shoulder.

🦈-An old man with a long fishing pole made his way down the pier. He wore a yellow raincoat with boots to match. He was the definition of fisherman.

🦈-“Well, that’s good to hear. I hope to catch a lot of them tonight. Supposed to start raining soon.” He drawled, tipping his yellow hat up at the sky.

🦈-While he was talking you still felt the warmth of Eijiro’s shoulders on your feet. You tapped him on both shoulders, silently telling him to swim away. His response was to slide a hand up your ankle. He wasn’t leaving until you were.

🦈-“Oh. I better get going then. I wouldn’t want to get caught in the rain.” You said, leaning one hand down to clasp his hand and squeeze it before pulling your feet out of the water and slipping back on your flip flops.

🦈-You made sure to grab his kabob stick before leaving. You shot him one last look. He was still submerged under the water. His face reminded you of a wounded puppy. You were leaving so soon. Your Omega was whining at the ordeal but there wasn’t much you could do.

🦈-You didn’t bring your swimsuit so you couldn’t swim with him. Plus the rain wouldn’t have helped matters either. He would have to go back to his cave anyways.

🦈-“See you later, little crab.” You softly said, giving him a half-smile.

🦈-You turned around and began walking back to your car. You couldn’t believe you were about to kiss him! Your heart was pounding in your chest. He was your friend, not your boyfriend!

🦈-You had to get your emotions under control. You both were from two separate lands, it would never work. You pushed down your sadness and kept walking down the pier, leaving a sad shark behind.

***

🦈-“Hey, Y/n, do you have the paperwork I told you have done ready?” One of your Alpha coworkers asked, peering over at you in your small cubical.

🦈-“Yeah, I just finished typing it up.” You replied, leaning over your desk to get the file.

🦈-Your scent must have wafted her way.

🦈-“Are you seeing anyone? Your scent smells different. Kinda reminds me of the ocean.” She prodded, eager to hear some gossip.

🦈-You instantly flushed, your little trips to the beach must be affecting your scent. It was usually a soft peppermint smell. Now it was intertwined with a hint of saltwater.

🦈-“N-no, I’m not seeing anyone. I think it is just because I am spending so much time at the beach lately.” You answered, handing her the file over your cubical wall.

🦈-“Oh, well you should go on a few courting dates. Nothing better than summer love.” She grinned, thinking of all the Omega’s she could court this summer.

🦈-“I’ll let you know if I do.” You said, looking back over at your computer screen.

🦈-Should you start looking for a potential Alpha? You had no reason not to look for one. At that moment a certain shark-toothed male popped up into your head.

🦈-No! He was off-limits. You should focus on Alphas you could actual court.

🦈-It was decided, you would start looking for a potential mate.

***

🦈-“So, have you eaten here before?” You asked, looking up from your plate of spaghetti, you speared a big meatball and brought it to your mouth.

🦈-You had met him on a dating app. You didn’t know that he was vegetarian until he was ordering at the start of the date. You had placed your order before him so it was a tiny bit embarrassing eating meat in front of him.

🦈-“Yes. They have a really good vegetarian selection here.” He said, looking down at his meatless meal.

🦈-You had to admit that this Alpha was very attractive. He had had shoulder-length brown hair, glowing golden eyes, and a strong jawline. He would have made your Omega melt if it wasn’t for someone else.

🦈-During the meal you found yourself comparing this Alpha to the sliver skinned one that seemed to take up your thoughts.

🦈-Your Omega couldn’t help but nick-pick at him.

🦈-He didn’t love meat like a certain someone, his teeth are dull, and he doesn’t have spiky crimson hair. He was nothing like her Alpha. Yes, her Alpha. She had started calling him that after your last encounter. You tried to correct her but she wasn’t having it.

🦈-You tried to listen to the Alpha sitting across from you but your heart wasn’t into it. Your heart seemed to feel heavy lately, it might have had something to do with your absence from the beach. You hadn’t been back to the pier for a whole week.

🦈-Your heart was telling you it was time to reunite with the muscled male. You finally submitted to those thoughts. You would go to see him tomorrow.

🦈-That had your Omega purring and bouncing around. She was finally gonna see her Alpha!

***

🦈-Your Omega was jumping around excitingly as soon as you pulled into the beach parking area. She was gonna see her Alpha! You had an image of her rolling around on her back happily. You, on the other hand, were a bit nervous stepping out of the car.

🦈-You knew going to the pier wasn’t an option.

🦈-Your Omega had cut off that train of thought as soon as it appeared and wouldn’t even let you consider it. She wanted you in the water and as close to her Alpha as you could get. You knew this absence was hard on her so you didn’t argue.

🦈-Since your other bathing suit was beyond repair you went out and bought a new one.

🦈-A solid red one. It was a tiny bit more revealing than your other one but once you saw it you knew it was the one. Your Omega chirped in agreement, stating that it matched Eijiro’s eyes. You felt pretty confident in it.

🦈-You had paired it with a white cover-up. You grabbed your beach bag and made your way down to the sand. The instant your feet touched the sand you felt a pair of eyes on you. You knew whose eyes they were.

🦈-You knew if you looked out into the water you would catch a glimpse of him but you stopped yourself. You knew if you saw his red hair peeking through the waves you would skip putting on sunscreen and dive into the water.

🦈-You didn’t need to deal with a sunburn along with your confusing feelings.

🦈-So you lathered up and waited, much to your Omega’s disappointment. You made sure to put on a lot because you knew as soon as you stepped into the ocean Eijiro wasn’t gonna let you out of his grasp for one second.

🦈-From the intensity of his gaze, you were half thinking he was gonna drag you under and take you to his cave.

🦈-Once your sunscreen was dry you finally headed towards the water. The water was cold as usual but it wasn’t the reason why your skin was covered in goosebumps. Your heart was pounding each step. Once the water went up to your waist you started swimming further from the shoreline.

🦈-You were barely halfway to where you usually meet up when you felt his touch on your ankle. Just by the grip alone, you knew he was just as touched starved as you. This week without him made you miss his gentle caresses on your legs and the oddly comforting way he nibbled on you.

🦈-Once you swam far enough for the shore he yanked you down. Your eyes stung at the saltwater but that didn’t stop you from looking at him underwater. His smile was big and wide, his razor-sharp teeth on full display.

🦈-He didn’t waste a second pulling you into his arms. The cold water was long forgotten when you were tucked safely in his warm embrace. If you weren’t already holding your breath it would have been taken away.

🦈-He couldn’t hear your Omega’s purring but he felt the vibrations coming from your chest.

🦈-He instantly let out his own warm purr. He was so happy you finally showed up! He was worried you had somehow forgotten about him. That maybe you didn’t enjoy his company as much as he enjoyed yours.

🦈-He swore he wouldn’t even care if you never brought him another piece of red meat again. As long as he had you in his arms he was satisfied. He didn’t hold himself back from nibbling on your neck a little now that he had you wrapped up in his grasp. His Alpha telling him that this was the spot he planned to mark when he bonded to you.

🦈-He tapped his shoulder, signaling that you needed air, with reluctance he led you to the surface.

🦈-He wanted to be underwater with you forever. Everything faded away when you were under the blue currents together.

🦈-You broke the surface with a tiny gasp.

🦈-“I’m so happy you’re back! I missed you.” He breathed, still not believing you were here in his arms and not somewhere on land where he couldn’t see or hold you.

🦈-“I’m sorry. Things came up.” You said, not quite meeting his eyes. You didn’t want to see the sadness lurking in his ruby orbs.

🦈-“That’s fine. I am just glad you are back.” He said, acting like he wasn’t desperately searching for you the entire week.

🦈-“You know I will always come back for my little crab.” You joked, hoping to lift the mood a bit.

🦈-He laughed, playfully pushing you away. You laughed along with him, the heaviness in your chest from the past week finally lifting.

🦈-“I’ll show you a crab!” He chuckled, making his hands into claws and pinching you.

🦈-You giggled, trying to pinch him back. Something caught his eye, his gaze was focused in the direction of the shore. You turned to look and saw a blond surfer dude riding a wave. His hair looked a little familiar so you said so.

🦈-“Huh, his hair reminds me of the Alpha I went on a courting date with. His hair was brown though.” You hummed, looking at the guy fall off his board.

🦈-“Courting date? You went on a courting date?” His voice dropped a few octaves, his eyes turning hard.

🦈-“Yeah? Is there a problem?” You asked, your eyebrow lifting.

🦈-“A problem! Yes! We are courting Y/N!” He exclaimed, pulling his arm out of the water and pointing at the bracelet you gave him.

🦈-You tilted your head, confused. Did he think it was a courting gift? He couldn’t have. For it to be a courting gift it would need to be made by you. You were sure you told him you bought it from a shop on the pier.

🦈-“I didn’t make it. It isn’t a courting gift, Eijiro.” As much as it hurt your heart to say it, it was true.

🦈-“Yes, it is! If you give me a gift it means you want to court me. I accepted it so we are courting. I even have a gift for you.” He said, lifting up his other gift. A pearl bracelet sat on his wrist. It was obviously made for you since it looked way too small for his thick wrist.

🦈-He slid it off and put it on you. The white pearls glistened under the sunlight.

🦈-You looked at it in awe, the bracelet was beautifully made. The warm mood was broken when someone called out to you from behind.

🦈-“You okay out there?” A voice yelled.

🦈-You turned to see the surfer you both were talking about holding onto his board and look at you. He was about 20 feet from you so he couldn’t see your little red friend. That didn’t mean you didn’t shove the poor boy underwater.

🦈-Eijiro didn’t mind, he was just enjoying the feel of your hands on his shoulders.

🦈-You looked around and supposed you were a bit too far from shore.

🦈-“I’m fine! I’m a great swimmer.” You yelled back, smiling at the nicely tanned boy.

🦈-While your swimming did improve a little after you started hanging out with the shark boy you still weren’t expert level. You only felt safe so far out in the deep because you had Eijiro by your side. You knew he wouldn’t let anything happen to you.

🦈-The surfer gave you a nod and smile before turning his attention back on the upcoming waves.

🦈-It was apparent Eijiro didn’t like that your attention was off him. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you down under the water with him. Before you could blink the saltwater out of your eyes his lips were on yours.

🦈-In an instant, all of your worries and fears washed away. You sank into the kiss with a delighted purr. You brought your hands up and weaved them through his hair. Your legs wrapped around his waist. You tried not to smile as you felt him slightly nibble on your lip.

🦈-The only thought running through your mind was that you knew Eijiro wouldn’t be your summer love, he would be your forever love.

Bonus:

🦈-You sat on your pier and waited for your Alpha to come back. That’s right, your pier. After you bonded with Eijiro you both found out he would be able to shift between human and half-shark. With his new second hands, he was free to join you on land.

🦈-The first thing he did was rent a boat and became a fisherman. The boat was just a cover while he shifted into his half-shark form and rounded up fish to sell. It wasn’t long before he was bringing in some money and together you both purchased a beach house with its own pier.

🦈-Right now you sat on the pier with a huge metal pot by your side. Usually, you would eagerly hold it in your lap but your baby bump wouldn’t let you.

🦈-Not too long after you moved into the house the both of you found out you were carrying a pup. Eijiro’s nearly passed out in happiness that day.

🦈-The one thing about this pup was that it loved seafood. Now Eijirio was a fan of red meat but his pup couldn’t get enough of the sea. Poor Eijiro was devastated when your pup wouldn’t let him cook red meat in the house anymore since it made you want to throw up at the smell.

🦈-Still, he happily gave it up for the time being, anything to make sure you and the pup were both comfortable.

🦈-Tonight was seafood boil, that was where the big pot came in handy. Your lovely Alpha was out hunting the savorly little things. Your mouth was already watering at the thought of them. Like he heard your thoughts, Eijiro popped out of the water proudly holding up a big net filled with your latest craving.

🦈-You could have sworn your eyes were sparkling.

🦈- “I caught a lot just in case you are still craving them tomorrow.” He happily stated, pulling himself up on the pier. His tail was gone in seconds and in their place were his strong calves. Once he was situated on the deck he put his net into the pot sitting by your side.

🦈-“Thank you, Alpha! I am so excited!” You beamed, looking down at the pot.

🦈-It seems your pup was excited as well, they were dancing up a storm. You lovingly rubbed your stomach before standing up and reaching for the pot. Eijiro was quick to brush your hands away and picked up the pot.

🦈-He wasn’t about to let his Omega carry ten pounds of shrimp while pregnant with his pup. His Alpha nearly growled at the thought. He might have been a little overprotective of you now that you were with pup.

🦈-The sun was dipping in the sky, everything was orange and blue. You leaned against your Alpha’s side as you walked back to your home. You couldn’t have been any happier.

🦈-“I love you, my shark boi.” You said, nuzzling into his side.

🦈-“I love you too, Omega.” He grinned, leaning down to place a kiss on your head.

This was my first time writing a sort of shark/merman AU. Please tell me what you think of it! I might write more for it when summer hits.

That being said, please wash your hands and stay safe guys!

Please reblog and leave a note. Both really help motivate me to write more.

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