#alpha and omega series

[simonsaysletsgo]

So this bit of Wild Sign has been bothering me for a while:

[“I knew it then, and I know it now. I am not proud of what I did. I bound her wolf to mine by force. She was dying. She was dying and taking Sherwood with her.” He met Charles’s eyes. “I could not bear it, not after Blue Jay Woman. My wolf spirit was looking for surcease, and Leah’s was trying to survive.” He paused, then said, “I do not regret taking Leah as my mate, only that I did it without giving her an alternative.”

Charles gave him a formal nod, though both of them could hear the lie in Bran’s voice.]

Because what was the lie? Charles, I'm pretty sure, thinks the lie was taking Leah as his mate because he compares her to his mother right after. (Or maybe he compares her to his mother because he doesn't think Leah would choose Bran as she did? Its kinda a confusing tangent Charles goes on) But that doesn't /really/ make sense to me because we know that mating Leah saved his life and enabled him to become the Marrok and basically save werewolves as a species. And that he considers himself to be lucky to have found her.

But it just occured to me: the lie is obviously that he regrets not giving her a choice. Bran, the bastard, feels guilty about it but ultimately regrets nothing and would do it all over again. This, I think, is extremely fitting with Brans character as a pragmatic and ruthless dominant wolf.

[slowlysointernet]

Anna and Mercy's doormat tendencies.

I dislike how Anna and Mercy are nearly always soooo understanding and forgiving when their husbands treat them like shit. There's that strain of martyrdom/doormatness that i just find pathetic.

How many times has Charles brought Anna around his exes without telling her? Maggie actually meant something to Charles. He loved her once upon a time and Anna is such a martyr of course she never lashes out, gets angry or jealous. She acted more possessive when that schoolteacher flirted with Charles than she did Maggie. How lame.

And let's not forget Mercy, acting like a doormat in Night Broken. Adam would do all these small stupid shitty things, and she never lashes out at him. No its all Martyr Mercy. These days all she does is pacify Adam with sex, sex, sex.

This is why Leah is my girl. Idc if she causes problems between Bran and his sons. I love that when Bran hurts her, she lashes back, hurting him by causing strife between him and his sons. Or not attending the funeral.

[fictioninmyblood]

Chapter 1

Wake The Beast

Summary: A hidden Omega, even to herself, is revealed at the arrival of the Asgardians; unsure of how to navigate through this drastic change, she stumbles her way into the arms of the Alpha that lit her soul ablaze. Heimdall finds that upon touching the soil of Midgard, the Alpha he long thought was buried and mummified within, takes the reigns; unable to fight the gathered strength of his beast that has forcefully slept for well over a millennium, Heimdall will now know what it’s like to be at the mercy of his Alpha, and his Alpha will learn what it’s to be like at the mercy of an omega, his omega.

WARNING: 18+ themes, Minors DNI, cussin, slight smut, a/b/o theme

A/N: The Asgardians from the ship that were killed after Ragnorok wasn’t murdered and made it to safety on Earth with Heimdall and Thor aboard. I’m not going to follow the plot from Marvel other than to maintain my own.

A/N: Y/N is Sam and Sarah’s first cousin, but there is about a 10-15 year age gap.

Heimdall was thoroughly enjoying a first-hand view of the Upstate New York Stark facility Thor was splitting his time between with New Asgard. Although the sight allowed him to see every possible future as their conceivability changed with every choice being made helping him locate Thor many times when he was here, it could not give him this. The wonder, the newness, the fragile probability that it could all come crumbling down in a blink when it took far longer to build, it was all so captivating. For all their infancy, humans were still beautiful creatures just like any other being of the universe, willing to push the limits of their perceived capabilities. Though they had much to learn there was so much they had already broken the surface of.

Thor landed behind him as he stood marveling at Stark’s creation and all that went into building it and potentially will be put into destroying it. 

“You have been getting better and better at controlling your speed and impact I see.”

“Heimdall! You always seem to see me coming, even before I decide to,” Thor greeted him with a brotherly embrace.

“It is quite a task to turn off thousands of years of servitude young king.”

“Please! We talked about this king business and I do not wish to revisit the conversation again. I am but a protector of the living whether it be my kin or the keepers of this land, no different than you.”

“As you wish, but again I stress, it’s hard to turn off.”

—-

On his way back from cleaning up, Thor ran into Sam. Though it seemed he had just arrived, Sam was in a rush to leave, briefly greeting Thor on his way out and vaguely acknowledging the man Thor wanted to introduce him to, Sam breezed past a confused Heimdall whose expression turned primitive as soon as they bumped past each other, boarding the elevator with a mumbled “sorry my man”.

Watching this all play out in front of him, Thor could see exactly when the eyes of a piece of Heimdall that had long been made to heel reappeared. His Alpha was no longer compliant with the mental cage Heimdall had long ago forged, now he wanted out and he wanted to get to the source of the smell wafting from Sam’s clothes. He could smell the change in his friend as he turned his nose into the air, catching the sudden potency of Heimdall’s scent. More than anything, Thor could feel him. Now that something or someone had roused the most primal part of Heimdall without true duty to center his focus, it was like an explosion was encased in his body. It brought Thor to his knees, but it completely knocked Heimdall out once Sam had left the floor and took the scent with him. 

When Heimdall opened his eyes to a concerned Thor, he knew his future was irreversibly changed. He found his omega.

“We have to go with Sam, now!” Heimdall yelled before he jumped up and sprinted after him.

—--

One year earlier.

Heimdall was exhausted after the battle with Hela, watching his homeland destroyed, and surviving space with the remaining refugees. It took all of his foresight to navigate their people around death at the hands of Thanos, but the Allfathers seemed to be on his side.

He was the first off the ship, making sure to be the bridge between his brethren and the keepers of the midgardians, the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D. If Thor had not personally embraced a few members - Sam turned to Heimdall for a hug as well, feeling like he already knew the guardian from the countless stories Thor told before he went to assist in helping everyone off and get set up - Heimdall’s skeptikism of the juxtaposed groups wouldn’tve abated even in the slightest. Seeing the evil that held S.H.I.E.L.D. captive, Heimdall made sure that no Asgardian citizen would be left without an Avenger or his king nearby. 

While he was ushering two young children who were now orphaned into a medical tent, Sam rushed past him with supplies in tow, apologizing for the brief contact. Heimdall didn’t even notice he’d stopped moving until the children tugged on his hands towards the nurse that was beckoning them to her station. After he made sure they were going to be okay and Thor checked to see if he had seen a nurse for wound treatment for the third time, he sat down on a cot not too far from them. 

Unconsciously still searching for whatever stopped him in his tracks, Heimdall’s gaze wandered aimlessly and his foresight became blurred. It wasn’t until Thor split from Sam to come sit in the tent with Heimdall that the guardian had refocused on the present.

Thor sensed something had been thrown off balance with Heimdall as soon as they had walked off the ship, but couldn’t quite pinpoint what it was. Heimdall’s closed off and defensive demeanor didn’t exactly assist in flushing out exactly what was wrong, but he was sure a hint wasn’t too far off.

After the throneless king and kingless guardian were sure every citizen was checked, fed, and provided temporary lodgings on the cots in the auditorium like room, Thor and Heimdall finally lay down themselves, closest to the main entrance. It took no time for Thor to succumb to slumber, however Heimdall was struggling to settle himself. He had felt the nameless shift within himself when he first touched the soil, but the commotion of getting everyone taken care of pushed it to the back of his mind.

Now that he was left in the deafening silence, all he could do was search his mind for answers to this sudden agitation. Though it took much longer than usual, he eventually dosed off, maintaining his uncomfortability throughout the dream. When the guardian jolted awake in a cold sweat only a few hours after finally falling asleep, all he could remember were two sets of unfamiliar eyes. If he thought hard enough, he could swear they had been the eyes of his beast and its twin soul, but that was impossible. 

Long ago when he pledged his life to protect the throne he had to undergo a strenuous ritual that essentially caged his alpha, stripping away the urge to fulfill any rampant desires and needs. Yes, he still felt his alpha fight for the first two hundred years or so, but that was well over a millenia ago. He has lived too long with the silence of himself to really believe that his alpha had the strength to break free and claim what was his all of a sudden.

Even when he had fallen asleep again, waking to a nervous Thor while realizing he had been growling in his sleep, the guardian refused to believe. The young king never had a chance to even address it for Heimdall had brushed him off before he could open his mouth.

The longer he went without rectifying his discomfort, the worse his aggression and solitude became. Instead of settling in New Asgard with the rest of his peers, Heimdall chose to roam the forests of this world, checking in once every few weeks with Thor or Tony. He refused to ever verbally address his behaviour, but both he and Thor knew that he was searching. For what? He was going to find out soon enough.

~

Y/N was washing dishes as Sarah helped the boys with their homework when she started to sweat and a sharp pain cut through her abdomen, causing her to drop the dish in her hand. She tried to wave Sarah off, thinking it was a one-off pms cramp hinting at her approaching cycle, but was quickly brought to her knees when another wave of pain shot from her abdomen to her pussy.

“It can’t be.” Y/N said, too scared to acknowledge the possibility.

Sarah sent the boys to play by the docks and wrapped her arms around Y/N. As soon as Sarah looked into Y/N’s eyes, she knew. Despite all the doctors they ever visited telling Y/N that she would never present if she ever surpassed 21 without doing so, here they were 5 years later, getting the surprise of a lifetime.

“I think it’s finally happening.” said Sarah with a hesitant smile.

“No. It’s impossible. No one presents this late,” Y/N replied with tears in her eyes, “right?”

As soon as she grasped the counter to lift herself up, a stronger wave went through her. Unable to move past the pain, Y/N collapsed to the floor, curling into a fetal position. With each wave of pain, the volume of her sobs grew. Sarah picked up her cell and called Sam, hoping he’d get here in time. If an alpha didn’t get here soon, Y/N was going to die.

Thankfully Sam was already in the Quinjet heading back to the Stark compound from assisting the Asgardian people get settled in a Shield compound. He had Natasha drop him at Sarah’s 10 minutes after she called him. He had no clue what he was walking into, but whatever it was had Y/N screaming in the background and Sarah running over her words trying to explain what was going on. 

As soon as he stepped off the quinjet he simultaneously smelled and heard Y/N. She was an omega. Oh god, she’s an omega, he thought before sprinting from the field to the house. Sarah was holding Y/N, trying to get her to drink a safflower tea she made to help with the pain.

Y/N was barely able to unclench her jaw to drink the tea when she smelled Sam walk into the house. It momentarily confused her to be able to smell him so strongly, but the thought left as soon as another cramp hit. When she looked up and saw him, a tortured whine left her throat, but her body immediately started to relax. Thank God for small miracles.

“Sarah, can you start setting up a nest in her room please?” Sam said as he took off his jacket, laying all of his things on the living room couch before approaching Y/N.

“Never thought you’d be the one to give Sarah a heart attack Y/N/N.” he said with a smirk.

Y/N let out a pained laugh, unable to ignore the irony of the situation.

“I’m going to pick you up now and you are going to keep your negative weight comments to yourself cause this ain’t the time. Ok?”

Y/N nodded, too far gone in her heat to argue with an alpha, especially when he used that voice. I guess it now made sense why she had to fight so hard to disobey their commanding tones before.

Thanks to his time with the Avengers and her lack of fight this time around, it was smooth sailing from the floor into his arms, unlike the jerky sneak attacks he used to submit her to.

By the time he made it to her room, Sarah had successfully formed a nest on Y/N’s bed and was spraying it down with her favorite scent for sleeping. He pulled her desk chair to the side of the bed and placed Y/N in the center, holding her hand.

Y/N’s pain was manageable until the second he removed her from against him. As soon as she hit the sheets, it was as if her pain meter turned back up to high.

“Please alpha, please. I can’t. Hurts too much.” Y/N said, full-on sobbing again.

Sam’s alpha couldn’t handle an omega, especially one he loved, to be in such pain. Despite his hesitance to intrude on such a sacred space as an omega’s nest, he climbed in after her. Y/N buried her nose into Sam’s chest, unknowingly taking in the remnants of the scent of the alpha that caused her to present. It wasn’t quite right because she could still smell Sam, but it was still 10x better than any scent she’d ever gotten a whiff of before.

It only took a few minutes of rubbing her back for Y/N to fall asleep, but Sam daren’t move for fear of waking her back into this nightmare.

Sarah was bringing up the tea from earlier and Sam’s incessantly ringing phone.

“Here, somebody under the name Dr. Angry keeps calling you.”

“Thanks Sarah. Before you go, quick question.”

“Sure. What’s up?”

“Were there any signs these last few days that she was going to present?”

“No. It happened so fast. One second she’s washing the dishes while I’m helping the boys with homework and the next my good baking dish is shattered on the floor and she’s curled over. I wasn’t even sure until she looked at me. How could this have happened? Every doctor we’ve ever been to said that she’d never present, never belong to a pack outside of the one she was born into. What changed?”

“I don’t know, but I’m going to find out.”

“Sam?”

“Yeah?”

“What are we going to do when she goes into heat and you’re not here to help with the pain? What are we going to do when you’re not here period and a desperate alpha tries to take her? I’m a lone widowed omega with two boys too young to help.”

“Sarah, take a deep breath. I don’t know how we’re going to get through this, but we will. I’m going to start by calling Bruce back.”

“Who?”

“Dr. Angry.”

“Oh ok. How can he help?”

“Well, there’s not much that man doesn’t know and what he doesn’t, he goes out and learns it.”

“Ok, if you say so. Hey, Sam?”

“Yeah, Sarah?”

“You think she’s going to be okay? She just accepted being unmateable this past year and now? What was supposed to be a gradual experience has hit her all at once.”

Sam looked at their little cousin who, for all intents and purposes, has been their little sister for the last 15 years.

“I know she is. Remember when she first came to live with us?”

“Yea, she was always fighting the biggest boys in her class. I could never get her to come home without blood on her clothes. Mom and I were always reprimanding her and you and dad encouraging her.”

“Right. She’s a fighter, always has been always will be.”

“And trust me, she hasn’t changed one bit since.”

“Exactly,” Sam said as he began rubbing Y/N’s back again when she started to whine in her sleep, “and you wanna know what I think?”

“What?”

“I think that the creator and biology decided that she didn’t need to be vulnerable until the alpha meant for her was ready and available to be her strength. She needs an alpha who will accept and respect her will to fight and not break it.”

“What makes you say that?”

“You know better than me that omegas are at risk of being taken advantage of from the moment they present until they are mated. With the increase in wars and violence, more and more alphas are desperate to claim any omega even if they don’t want to be and not many people protect an omega’s right to choose. No matter how much of a fighter she is, she would never have been able to deny an alpha’s command or her biology, not in the end. I think our girl was meant to have the type of claim you and mom got. Not just any alpha, but a true alpha with the discipline to care more about her needs than his. An alpha who will truly love, care, appreciate, and protect their omega with every fiber of their being.”

By the time Sam had finished his hopes for Y/N, Sarah was a puddle of tears.

“You know for all your goofing around, it’s often hard to remember that you’re the empath of this family. You never did know how to hide that part of yourself around her.”

“Well, she did wear her pain like a badge of honor back then and I could never ignore a damsel in distress.”

“Hence your budding relationship with the Winter soldier?” Sarah said with slight judgment in her voice and a raise of her eyebrow.

“We’ve had this conversation many times over the last few years and even you don’t believe Bucky is that man anymore. You have to let our first encounter go.”

“Yeah yeah yeah. I’ll tell you the same thing I’ve told you since you called to tell us you were going on the run with America’s poster boy. If he so much as lays another finger on your head violently he’s gonna have to deal with me.”

“There’ll be no need for that. Is there anything to eat? It’s been a long day and I haven’t eaten since breakfast.”

“I’m about to go make some spaghetti. It’ll be done in like 45 minutes.”

“Cool, I’m gonna talk to Banner.”

—--

A few moments before Heimdall and Thor arrived at the compound.

“What do you mean she’s started her heat?! It’s not due for another 6 weeks!” Sam yelled into his phone as he frantically texted Natasha and started packing the go-bag he just emptied.

“I know. The wait between is getting shorter and shorter and the pain is getting worse and worse. This is exactly what I was afraid of, she could die if you don’t get here in time.”

“I’m moving as quickly as I can. I had just washed off the mission when you called.”

“I know, Sam, but this isn't working anymore. We need to find a way to convince her to come live on the compound with you. Stark’s offer still stands, right?”

“You’re right and yes, it’s a standing offer. I have a feeling she’s going to force my hand on this, you remember how she reacted the last few times we brought it up.”

“I don’t care about her feelings anymore. She’s a ticking time bomb and nothing I do helps anymore. She’s built a tolerance to every remedy I know and there are new alphas in town that have taken notice of her unclaimed omega status and have been asking around about her. I’m at my wit’s end!”

“Deep breaths Sarah, deep breaths. I’m walking out of the compound now. I’ll shoot you a text when I’m getting ready to land. Okay?”

“Okay, and Sam?” Y/N let out an otherworldly wail at that moment.

“I’ll break the sound barrier if I have to.”

He rushed through the compound accidentally running into multiple people including the god of thunder and his oddly familiar friend.

Natasha had just finished the preflight check and was walking back to the building when Sam practically sprinted onto the tarmac.

“Woah, where’s the fire?” she asked.

“Louisiana. It’s Y/N.”

“Again? So soon?”

“Yeah, and I’m worried her and Sarah might be in danger. There are unfamiliar alphas in town.”

“I’m coming with you then.”

“Usually I’d argue with you, but I think I might need the help this time.”

“Good.”

Heimdall busted out of the building with Thor hot on his heels and sprinted straight into the quinjet, strapping in and not so patiently waiting for the others to do the same.

As he passed Natasha and Sam he said, “We need to go now, our window is closing by the second.”

Once Natasha had leveled out the plane, Sam finally voiced his confusion.

“I’m grateful for your assistance, but how do you know we’re running out of time and why are you interested in tagging along?”

It took everything in Heimdall not to growl at Sam. His logical mind knew what type of person he was, having briefly met when they landed on Midgard and hearing many stories of Thor’s sir Falcon stories, but his alpha was on high alert. This man has his omega’s scent on him. The scent that has been haunting his dreams for the last year.

Thor spoke up for him, sensing the battle within him. “If I had to guess Sir Falcon, whoever’s scent you wear is his omega and she is in imminent danger.”

“That answers the why. What about how?” Sam asked

“Heimdall has acute senses. He can hear, see, smell, and feel far more than most beings in the universe. His ability also allows him to see all possible outcomes of any being in the universe’s actions. The more he focuses, the more he sees.” 

Heimdall looked up finally, glancing over the room before he locked eyes with Sam.

“I saw the end of me. I saw my soul leave this earth before I could ever hear my name from her lips or hold her in my arms. If we don’t get there in time…it will destroy me.” Heimdall gruffly said, eyes tearing up despite his unwillingness to release the tears that held the pain and worry crushing him.

“All of that from a scent?”

“That is what happens when you deny and cage your alpha for more than a millenia, especially one with skills such as mine. The second we get a whiff or the moment we lay eyes on our true mates, whatever chains and cages we placed to keep them docile are immediately broken and our focus is lasered onto them. I landed on this planet unbound to duty and the first scent I smelled was hers through your embrace.”

“Hmm. Is that true?” Sam let out as he stroked his face in contemplation.

“It’s as true as the skin that covers my bones and the blood that pumps through my heart.”

“If so, then how come this is the first time I’m hearing about it.”

“It is not the first time. I have been struggling since that first fateful night, plagued with haunting dreams and twisted nightmares, but I refused to even acknowledge the possibility that an omega could be the cause. Since her scent was covered by the commotion when we first landed and every time I have smelled her since has been through secondary or tertiary contact leaving me and my senses to grasp at straws, I was never able to find the source. Also, it did not exactly aide my search that you hug just about everyone. Today was the first opportunity I had to truly take in her scent from your clothes. I didn’t want to voice an issue I wasn’t sure of.”

“Is that so?”

“It is the only explanation for why I was never able to see her clearly until today. Who is she to you anyway? Your clothes are practically drenched in her.” Heimdall asked more aggressively than intended.

“No need to get riled up, she’s my little sister,” Sam said, to which Heimdall merely grunted in response. “You know who’s the threat?”

“They rode roaring bicycles and wore matching black jackets with different names on the back. I’ve never encountered humans like them before so I do not know their status.”

Sam sighed and rubbed his face. “Leave it to Y/N to attract as much danger as possible by simply existing. Any chance we can go faster Nat?”

“Only if you all strap back in and hold onto your bootstraps.”

“You heard the lady, buckle up.”

—--

Sarah heard the rumbling of motorcycles coming down her driveway and prayed that Sam brought backup. It seems those alphas that were asking around found them and as luck would have it they were part of an MC.

She told the boys to hide with Y/N before she grabbed her father’s trusty shotgun and walked onto the porch ready to defend her family.

“You’re trespassing,” she spoke from her porch when they lined their bikes up in front of her house, the president and enforcer of the club getting off their bikes to approach.

The president said, “Whatever happened to that good ol’ southern hospitality I’ve been hearing about?” He spat tobacco-filled saliva onto the grass as he tilted his head to scan her and his posse dismounted their bikes. “Don’t you want to introduce us to that sweet little omega you’ve been hiding? And if you don’t make a fuss, I’ll even find an Alpha for a lonely cute little thing like you.”

Sarah cocked the gun and pointed it at them. “That’s far enough.”

Natasha quickly pulled off to the side of the house and landed as smoothly as could be expected. Everyone quickly unloaded and lined themselves up between Sarah and the MC, Sam and Heimdall practically rushing her. 

“Well boys, looks like some of the Avengers are here to spoil our fun. Let’s not overstay our welcome.” the president said as he indicated to his MC to leave, spitting out some more tobacco before mounting his bike. They left in a cloud of dust and exhaust.

Sarah leaned more towards Sam, eyeing the unknown alpha during such a vulnerable moment.

“Sarah, this is Heimdall. There’s no time to explain so don’t argue. Take him to Y/N,” Sam said as he took the shotgun from her and took up post on the porch. “We’ll stay out here.”

“You sure? I fear she’s been far worse far longer than today than she’s ever let on.”

Sam and Heimdall seemed to share a whole conversation in one look. “I don’t think we’ll find better hands to place her in.”

Thor and Natasha switched between patrolling the grounds and standing watch out front. No matter how much they cared for Y/N/N, she was still an unmated Omega in a distressed heat and they were alphas, biology told them to go and care for her, mate her. And with Heimdall as her mate? Neither were willing to put their lives at risk until their scents stopped suffocating the air around the house.

—---

Heimdall was quiet as he followed Sarah through the house. Never had he felt such a mixture of emotion, excited butterflies in his belly paired with anxiety and fear gripping his chest and throat at not being a good enough Alpha for her. 

As they were nearing the top of the stairs, the boys came bursting out of her room.

“I thought I told you to wait until I came and got you.”

“We know, but Aunt Y/N/N’s starting to bleed mom and I think she passed out. We didn’t know what to do!”

Heimdall pushed past them, in a panic to soothe his mate back into the land of the living. 

“It’s okay, you did good. Go downstairs with your Uncle Sam, he’s on the front porch.”

Y/N was shivering in a puddle of sweat and slick in the middle of her nest, the blood the boys were talking about just starting to turn the room from sickly sweet to a pungent sour. Sarah ran a bath in the bathroom across the hall and grabbed a change of sheets, placing them on her desk. Heimdall crouched to Y/N’s side to gently push the stray curls out of her face, wiping the sweat on her face and neck away with a nearby T-shirt. Y/N whimpered at the contact, but simply sighed in response, too far gone to move or really respond.

“Hey there Omega, I’m here now. Not gonna ever leave your side.” Heimdall continued to care for her as they waited for the tub to be filled, trying to soothe her with his words and light touches. “Such a strong omega, waiting patiently for me, trying not to burden an Alpha that’s not your claim. Only my omega would deny herself any relief to try and be a help over a hinderance, huh?”

Sarah watched Heimdall look after Y/N for a few minutes, too stricken by the reality that Sam’s words from the year prior were far more true than either of them realized. Their little sis was getting the exact type of Alpha she needed. “Hey, the tub is nearly full. If you get her cleaned up, I’ll change the sheets.”

Heimdall grunted and gently scooped Y/N into his arms, cradling her to his chest. Following the sound of running water, he went into the bathroom and sat her on top of the toilet. Having barely been conscious until Heimdall lifted her from the bed, Y/N was having trouble focusing on anything other than her omega’s response to the unfamiliar alpha in charge of her care, not even her thoughts. Every reaction was pure primitive muscle memory, as if her body knew what was best, now in control of her feelings and actions.

Turning off the water and testing the temperature before tenderly removing her sleep shirt and shorts, Heimdall gingerly scooped Y/N into his arms again, making a mental note to get rid of the blood left behind. However, when he went to place her into the water she clung to his shirt and yowled, refusing to part from his grasp.

“I promise you’ll feel much better when you’re all cleaned up little one, you just have to let me put you down.” Again he tried with the same reaction. Wanting to hurry up and get to the part where they get acquainted Heimdall let his Alpha voice seep in a little, not wanting to frighten her. “Come now omega, this tub is too small for the two of us. The sooner you go in, the sooner I can hold you again. Now be good and let me bathe you.”

Y/N whined, but let Heimdall place her in the tub, still refusing to let him go, but conceding to only having contact with his arm.

After making the bed Sarah checked on the couple again, placing a set of clothes and a glass of water on the counter. Although Heimdall had tried to stop her, she cleaned off the toilet as well and made sure to reprimand Heimdall for trying to do anything other than directly care for Y/N, stating that “the only fingers you will be lifting in this house will be to take care of our girl,” Feeling that Y/N was indeed in good hands, Sarah joined the boys on the porch.

Heimdall made her drink the entire glass of water before he started to bathe her, gently wiping away a day’s worth of grime. He hadn’t noticed when he started, but he was humming an old lullaby long buried in his memory. By the time he was finished, they were both far more relaxed. Y/N had stopped shivering and bleeding, and the frantic panic that had been choking Heimdall since he heard she was bleeding had loosened its hold.

Y/N was still uncomfortable and fatigued, but no longer felt as if she was knocking on death’s door. The crippling pain in her core had subsided to a throb, but the second Heimdall smoothly lifted her out of the tub and placed her on the counter to dry her off, the throb roared to an intense ache that settled at the base of her core and the tip of her clit. Her body wanted her alpha and now.

Finally having the mental capacity, she looked over the Alpha in charge of her care, Y/N cocked her head back, meeting golden lava eyes that lit her ablaze from head to toe.

Heimdall smirked at her dazed expression, no doubt mirroring it with one of his own. Holding her face in his hands, stroking her cheeks he said, “Hi, Omega.”

Y/N sighed into his embrace. “Hi, Alpha.” To which Heimdall gave her a forehead kiss.

Heimdall shucked off his jacket, placing it on the counter, followed by his shirt which he slid onto her. Y/N’s eyes got wide at the sudden display of his chiseled chest and had to fight everything in her nature to keep herself from preening.

Suddenly unsure of his decision to bypass the clothes Sarah left behind, Heimdall said, “I hope its okay with you that you sleep in my shirt. I thought it would help even though it’s a little wet.”

Y/N nodded and hummed her assent, smirking at the now nervous god. “It’s perfect.”

Heimdall nodded and scooped her into his arms again and walked back to her room, gently laying her in the center of her freshly made bed. He tried reforming a comfortable nest with the leftover pillows, blankets, and stuffed animals strewn about her room. Y/N whined the entire time until he felt there was enough soft material. 

“Alpha please, need you.”

“Alright, little one. Let me just grab my jacket. You need as much comfort as possible.”

Y/N let loose a long whine of “Alpha” until Heindall returned with his jacket in hand. She watched him puzzle about where to put the jacket and how he was going to fit on her bed with her for about 15 seconds before she grabbed his hand and yanked him down. Startled by the sudden display of strength and need, Heimdall just barely was able to stop himself from crushing Y/N entirely, moving to her side.

After he had been squirming around on the bed trying to get comfortable for what Y/N deemed too long, but what was probably only a few more seconds, she pushed him to lay down on his back so that she could straddle him and finger his locs and chest hair while she listened to the strange beat of his heart. Still holding his jacket in hand, Heimdall laid it on them before pulling the covers up.

He had gone back to rubbing her skin soothingly on her thighs and lower back while humming the same tune from earlier, creating a bubble of contentment for them both. They laid like that long enough for Heimdall to think Y/N had fallen asleep from her slow steady breaths when she subtly started wiggling against him. Determined to take things as slow as he could muster, Heimdall had already decided that they would not engage in intercourse before he got to know and earn the trust of the soul behind the omega. Although it pained him, he stilled her movements by grasping her hips.

Unfortunately for him, now that his omega had a little strength and energy, she was determined to get the relief she sought, refusing to keep still. She even resorted to begging directly into his ear, hoping his Alpha would break completely free and give them what they both needed.

“Please Alpha, please. Need you. Make it stop, hurts so bad, please make it stop,” she whined and pouted, continuing her wiggling assault. It took every ounce of self-control to hold his Alpha at bay.

Heimdall started purring, hoping the vibration would soothe her burning desire, but quickly realized that if either was going to get to sleep, he was going to have to step a toe over the line he had drew. Thankful he ignored the clothes Sarah brought, Heimdall brought his dominant hand to her core, gathering her slick and finding his way to her clit. Y/N mewled at the contact, relieved to finally get some real alleviation, even if it wasn’t exactly what she wanted.

Scared of hurting her Heimdall was as gentle as he could be, lightly rubbing her clit with his thumb while he allowed his fingers to tease her dripping hole. He watched every facial expression, memorizing how each graze of his fingers elicited a different one. Never had he been in the presence of a more exquisit being and he wanted to make sure that he would be an expert in his Omega’s pleasure, for that was all she deserved.

After he pulled two orgasms with her trying to ride his hand for more pressure and Heimdall pulling back to give her only what he deemed necessary, he finally plunged two of his thick fingers into her sopping pussy. He curled them until she made a noise that signaled he’d found what he was looking for and then he went to town massaging that exact spot, refusing to move from it. 

All Y/N could do was take the pleasure he gave. Unlike her previous partners who gave into her every demand, subliminal or verbal, Heimdall refused to take her lead. Everytime she moved to get the exact spark of pleasure she was looking for he returned her back to his pace and position. It was maddening, but it was absolutely divine how he seemed to know her body better than her. After the first orgasm she stopped making an effort to fuck herself on his fingers and let him give what he wished.

Four more orgasms later and she could no longer fight the call of sleep, too exhausted by the day’s events. The last thing she saw before succumbing to the bliss of peaceful slumber was Heimdall looking directly into her eyes and cleaning his hand off as if he hadn’t eaten since arriving to Earth. After he was satisfied he got every drop, Heimdall hunkered down a little further on the bed, not wanting a crick in his neck, and did his best not move too much more. It wasn’t too much longer before he followed her to dream land.

—--

After Thor and Natasha checked the perimeter a few times they decided it was safe to venture closer to the house, noticing how much less suffocating both Y/N and Heimdall’s scents were. Sam was telling Sarah and the boys as much about Heimdall as he could, considering they only officially just met and the majority of his knowledge was from Thor’s stories. He was glad Thor had walked over because then maybe he could shed some more light and put the boys at ease. Strangely enough and despite her initial skeptikism when they first arrived, Sarah had walked out of the house more relaxed than he’s seen her in at least a year.

Noting the lightness that filled the air as the Alpha pair walked up the steps, she figured it was safe enough to usher everyone inside, doing just that. She urged Sam, Thor, and Natasha to the kitchen to eat some leftovers, thankful she had decided to make chili, before she followed the boys upstairs to tuck them in. When she returned, her chili pot and cornbread pan were nearly empty and all she heard was scraping against empty bowls.

Sam noticed her first, taking this opportunity to ask the question that had been weighing on him since she returned to the porch. “How come you’re so calm now?”

“What do you mean?” Sarah asked.

“Well you looked ready to murder Heimdall for having the audacity to even step onto the porch when we arrived, but the second you came outside you were far more relaxed than I’ve seen you since this all started. Hell, maybe even longer.”

“Easy. Remember that conversation we had the first night? About why it had taken so long for her to present?”

“Yeah.”

“Do you remember what you told me?”

“The gist of it.”

“Well I’m pretty sure you were right after watching him care for her and while doing so it was almost like getting a glimpse of both the past and the future.”

“What do you mean?” Sam asked.

“Remember how I used to stay up to watch mom and dad at night and you used to come get me before I could get caught?”

“Sure do. I got in trouble instead a few times.”

Sarah rolled her eys and continued. “Well, I got a flash of that and then it morphed into Y/N and what did you say his name was again, Heimdall right?” Sam nodded “I saw a flash of them in a similar setting around the same age. And you wouldn’t believe me if I told you, but it was as if my alpha came up behind me while I was watching them and told me we could trust him with her.”

Sam’s eyes widened at the last part, knowing how difficult it was for Sarah to bring up her deceased mate. “After talking with him on our way here my doubts were mostly washed away, but if I ever needed a stamp of approval that was it.”

“Me too Sammy, me too.” she said, sniffling in an effort to hold back all of the emotion bombarding her. “Don’t forget to set your guests up on the spare beds, I’m calling it a night.”

“Okay, sweet dreams Sarah, love you little sis.”

“Love you too bighead.”

“Have the most pleasant of dreams lady Sarah, we appreciate the meal you prepared.” Thor said.

“Yeah, you kick ass in more than one department. You must share this recipe tomorrow.” Natasha added.

Sarah smiled weakly, “We’ll see. I have a feeling that all of our agendas are going to cater to making sure Y/N actually listens to what’s best for her for a change so yawl hurry up and get some sleep.”

Natasha responded with a “you got it” before the three of them cleaned the kitchen and turned in.

Sam laid in bed trying to conjure the images Sarah had described before sleep took him as well.

Next Chapter...

[blog-sliverofjade]

I was just traumatized by a book. How's your day going?

[mercy-thompson-fanfiction]

“Can I talk to you in private?” It was out of character enough that Tala caught her father glancing at her out of the corner of his eye. Christmas this year was pack Christmas, but Jesse had come, too.

And, arguably more importantly, so had Tad.

Her brother-in-law raised an eyebrow out of curiosity but allowed himself to be led from the room nonetheless. Tala picked a quiet safe-room in the basement, out of the way of prying ears, and thanked her mom mentally for the foresight to build-in the stereo system to account for private discussions.

Holiday music at any decibel should be appropriate and functional, so she hit play.

“Does this have to do with a half-Fae that isn’t myself?” Tad was perceptive baseline, but he liked to think himself attuned to a younger way of thinking.

“When I thank you, do you keep a running tally of debt?” Tala asked, turning to face him.

Tad had taken a seat, backwards on a chair with his arms crossed over the back and his chin resting on top. Tad had a way about him where he felt like an older being than he was, but he also looked younger.

“Do you want the long answer or the Sparknotes?”

Tala didn’t respond.

“No.” He was hiding a crooked smile. “It doesn’t work like that, but it’s kind of difficult to explain.”

“Explain.”

He laughed.

“First, it’s different for everyone. Magic tends to be in the eye of the beholder. It’s an older mentality to trade an eye for an eye over a grateful remark. And it’s not very exact, anyhow. Mostly it’s a bargain.”

“How is a thank you a bargain?”

“It’s the same sort of magic,” He shrugged. “It’s not so much a debt, though, as it is a tie, or a bond almost. I’m not bound to you the way your pack would be, but I have been there or done something for you and so you will be there for me. But if I invoke that, you…”

Tad paused and seemed to rephrase.

“An older, powerful creature would probably smite you for not returning what they see as a mere favour—even if it’s not an exact correlation to what they did for you. But there’s no contracted magic the way there is in a bargain, that takes two willing parties. So the perceived debt isn’t actually binding by any means other than intimidation.” He cocked his head to the side. “Of course, like I said, it’s all dependent on the individual’s magic, how they perceive it. But, if you’re looking for the short answer, from a former male college student, he’s just flirting with you.”

That had been about what she expected.

“It wasn’t anything bad.” She told him, assuming that would be his follow up. “He just wanted me to answer questions.”

“And that worked?” Tad laughed. “What I wouldn’t give to be young and stupid again.”

[buckrecs]

Hello! Do you perhaps have recommendations for Alpha!bucky?

Alpha!Bucky

masterlist | req masterlist

ONESHOT

Crave by @harrylovex

you realise that you can’t survive your heat without bucky.

intensional by @noctumbra

alpha!bucky sends you a shirtless pic and then offers to spend your heat with him. feelings ensue.

scent by @noctumbra

“you’re one eager and hungry kitten,” bucky whispered in your ear as he licked over your scent gland, where his bite situated perfectly.

vanilla by @noctumbra

his scent was the other thing that made you go stupid other than his eyes: leather, a bit of vanilla, oranges and wet wood.

wet by @noctumbra

your mating sessions are always intense with bucky.

butterfly by @idy-ll-ique

bucky's going into rut. y/n volunteers to help him. feelings come out.

Let Me Love You by @slothspaghettiwrites

When an Omega is feeling very anxious or nervous their Alpha will hold them close while gently crooning and scenting them until they calm down.

Dating apps are stupid by @buckylattes

You decide to download this dating app, well….Natasha persuades you into it. You make a profile and agree to just have it for a week. If nothing becomes of it then you can delete it. But….you swipe right on this handsome man who’s description shows him out to be a gentleman like you’re looking for. So…what happens when he matches with you???

make you mine by @bonky-n-steeb

Bucky keeps his distance from you thinking you can do better than him. but he loses all his restraints when he sees you with another alpha.

to love is to burn by @bonky-n-steeb

You go into heat at the worst moment in the history of time, maybe ever.

took one hit and I was gone by @bonky-n-steeb

after the rise of hydra, your entire life turned into a living nightmare. you lost everything you held precious, your job, your house, your degree, even hope. but then you’re assigned as a mate to him, your enemy and your only ray of hope, James Buchanan Barnes.

little red riding hood by @bonky-n-steeb

your big bad alpha chases you across the woods.

Break Lights by @boxofbonesfic

his omega by @bucksfucks

bucky helps you through an expected heat.

ever since by @syntheticavenger

Bucky Barnes finds his center in a late night subway ride.

By Chance by @green-eyeddragonfanfiction

Female!Reader is an Omega. Alphas and Omegas are rare, and Reader’s been able to avoid alphas through sheer force of will and luck in equal parts.

Feral by @bucknastysbabe

And You’re Mine by @winterarmyy

In which Bucky, the big, scary, 'undesired alpha' was tricked into a blind date where he met his precious little omega.

Protector by @rookthorne

After an eternity of being held against your will, and just as long having been forced to watch your alpha suffer at the hands of the wicked, an opportunity arose. An opportunity so rare, so unique, that it would never be offered again. It was time to escape, and it was time to bathe the halls in their blood – never again would you be held by the bars of a cell, not if he could stop it.

SERIES

Heart and Soul by @all1e23

Alphas only brought trouble. The only thing they are good for is bringing their Omega’s pain and forced submission. They were dangerous, reckless and cruel. There wasn’t an ounce of kindness in any of them.  She didn’t need an Alpha, and she certainly didn’t believe in that True Mates fairytale. That was just some fabricated fable Alphas made up to trick innocent doe-eyed Omegas. She wasn’t going to fall for that.  Not again.No Alpha would ever get her to believe that love truly exists. And then, James Buchanan Barnes walked into her life.

Better Like This by @simsadventures

You are the newest addition to New York’s elite team of Detectives concentrating on domestic violence and rape, which everyone calls the Avengers.  You are an Omega, very bubbly and open to everyone around you, and everyone is super sweet to you, except one person- Bucky, your true mate.  Will you be able to destroy the walls he has been building around his heart for years, or will he reject you and break your heart forever? 

Some Alpha by @ofstarsandvibranium

Bucky is an Alpha, but can never seem to find someone who wants him to be their Alpha. Until he finds you, a Beta, who’s as firey as an Alpha, yet also tender-hearted like an Omega.

Heal by @chucksfavouriteprophet

For months you managed to distance yourself from Bucky Barnes, the alpha you long for. But one night you have no choice but to comfort him, something which brings out emotions in both of you. Except it also brings out emotions in the Winter Solider, which results in a devastating turn of events that neither of you might be able to come back from.

All The King’s Men by @nastybuckybarnes

Your father always said that if it weren’t for your presentation, he’d think you were an Alpha. There’s a reason for that. Growing up in a world where Omegas are treated like garbage, you’ve fought for the respect that you have. Until you’re sold off to an old King desperate for a bride. But you will not lay down and present for your new husband. No, you will fight back.

Mr. Grumpy by @holylulusworld

Bucky hates omegas. You change his mind.

knife play by @helvonasche

They're on the run and Bucky goes into rut.

Knight In Rusty Armor by @revengingbarnes

For the sake of politics and to get rid of you, their omega daughter, the King and Queen of England marry you off to the King of France. Settling into an unfamiliar monarchy is a tedious process all by itself, but a new problem arises soon after your arrival at your new home.One of the Knights turns out to be your true mate. Your Alpha. The one you are meant to be with. But you’re mated to someone else. And that someone else is the King of France.

Masterlist by @angrythingstarlight

Masterlist by @holylulusworld

[istanchan]

It’s been 5 days since I first watched this and I can’t stop thinking about it. THIS IS LITERALLY ROTTING MY BRAIN. This moment right here, in my humble opinion, is the core of a/b/o. Smell, especially smelling your partner and enjoying their scent is just so so intimate to me. It’s one of my favorite parts of a/b/o. Like scenting and scent marking, and especially here when one character finds the scent of another so desiring they feel entranced.

Up until this point Babe has been cocky and sure about it everything. He puts up a dominant front. But the second he picks up Charlie’s scent his demeanor shifts. The way Pavel is able to showcase this vulnerability and desire in his face just makes me want to scream. ITS SO GOOD. THEIR DYNAMIC>>

THIS MOMENT SPECIFICALLY, you know in fanfics when one character buries their face in the crook of the other characters neck, PAVEL DID IT EXACTLY HOW I IMAGINED IT TO LOOK.

Once babe realizes how Charlie’s scent is different he allows himself to fully enjoy the moment. It’s a vast difference from how he was during his sexual encounter with the other alpha at the start of the episode.

In conclusion I love a/b/o , no matter how cringey and dumb it is at times. And to see tropes of a/b/o happen on screen portrayed so so perfectly makes me feral. I can’t wait to see what the next few episodes hold.

[xxbimbobunnyxx]

Everlasting Sweetheart Masterlist

(Older!Alpha!Eddie Munson x Fem!Omega!Reader)

Summary: Ever since you presented you never thought you’d find a mate, that is until you move to Hawkins Indiana and meet your older neighbor, Eddie Munson.

Warnings: General omegaverse behaviors (scenting, knotting, mating), unprotected sex, age gap (Eddie is 41 reader is 27), slight angst, mutual pining, fluff, oral (m & f receiving), breeding kink, pregnancy, it’s the mid 00s. More will be added as I add to the series I’m sure. 18+MNDI!!

Chapters:

Part 1 (wk: 15.3k)

Part 2 (coming one day maybe)

One shots/Blurbs:

Pour Some Sugar On Me

Moodboards:

Part 1 Moodboard

Eddie’s moodboard

[spicyvampire]

Jeff literally has to do everything himself around here, he gotta see the future, he gotta get himself kidnapped, then he gotta escape alone, and then he has to call himself Alan's boy and then he has to go trick everyone father

[chucksfavouriteprophet]

Heal - Masterlist

Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader (female)

Summary: For months you managed to distance yourself from Bucky Barnes, the alpha you long for. But one night you have no choice but to comfort him, something which brings out emotions in both of you. Except it also brings out emotions in the Winter Solider, which results in a devastating turn of events that neither of you might be able to come back from.

Warnings: Descriptions of sexual assault, violence, forced knotting and claiming/marking, trauma, bond breaking, non-con, angst, injured reader, near death experience, seizure, vomit, hallucinations, lots of emotions, smut, fluff too though

Word count: 10,000 ish

A/N: Not only is this my first Bucky fic, but also my first attempt at writing A/B/O. I only know what I have read from other fics, so I'm welcome to suggestions and corrections!!

🦅 Part I

🫀 Part II

👣 Part III

🫁 Part IV

🪡 Part V

[simonsaysletsgo]

Todays Bran/Leah thoughts:

-Leah specifically doesn't cross her arms because she doesn't want Bran to see her as more uncomfortable or defensive than she already seems. She doesn't want him to feel bad about it, which makes me think that its (his guilt when she is uncomfortable) something they've struggled with in the past.

-Leah specifically avoids being close to Bran because she's scared of the difference when he pulls away from her afterwards. Implying that this has happened before when he has been more affectionate/comforting and then later pulled away.

I'm not sure what all this adds up to exactly but I think a lot about how Patty mentioned that their relationship was a pattern of behavior they both fell into. And how he was extremely protective of her when they first mated- specifically saying that guilt drove him harder than love did. Like obviously Leah is my girl and I'm forever pissed at Bran, but I don't actually think that the distance between them was 100% Bran enforced (though I think he started it and had the power to stop it at any time); Leah also specifically hides her pain and her struggles from him because she doesn't want him to feel guilty and she doesn't want him to comfort her because she fears he'll pull away again.

Bran genuinely seems to have no idea this is going on until it is literally unignorable and is surprised/frustrated when she keeps rejecting his help. And like clearly part of it is a bit of willful ignorance since he's a smart guy and really doesn't want to rock the boat since their relationship is so fundamental to his mental health. But I geniunely think that, somehow, Bran had no idea how much he was hurting her and Leah wanted to keep it that way because she was afraid he would do something about it (Leave her, temporarily show her affection and then rip it away ect) and in a different way, was also very afraid of rocking the boat. Somehow this also added up to a relationship where Leah geniunely thinks Bran dislikes her and will eventually leave her and she is delaying that meanwhile Bran is frustrated with her because he doesn't understand her behavior and has no idea what's going on in his own marriage, but feels he can't say/do anything because he doesn't want Leah to leave him and changing their relationship might jepordize that. In Wild Sign, Bran reveals that he actually has no idea what's going on with Leah to his son with much embarrassment, he doesn't know her history or her feelings or anything really and realizes Leah doesn't want him anywhere near this extremely personal issue and that the pattern they've fallen into is not working at all actually and opens the matebond.

Anyway I could think of their relationship all day I swear.

[slowlysointernet]

I love that Leah is full of anger and spite and offends the readers expectations because lets be honest alot of the readers self insert themselves onto the heroines Anna and Mercy. Leah is the anti-heroine. She's the anti Anna/Mercy. The anti special snowflake.She's a good person at her core but sometimes acts out on her darker/negative feelings which gives her personality more depth, grit and realism unlike Anna or Mercy in my opinion.

The suffering and hardships that she has endured with the Singer and with Bran. The world has fucked her over and she's not what society expects of a victim to be and to act like. She's spiteful, hard, cold and mean and i love that.

That's the kind of character that keeps me interested and invested in a long standing series. Too bad that she's a minor background character. She would make an interesting protagonist unlike the cookie cutter and predictable protags that Anna and Mercy are.

I hope that Patricia Briggs does her and Bran's characters justice in the future.

[secretswiftymarvelfan]

Run Free - Alpha!Ari Levinson x Omega!Reader (Part 1: Run)

Summary: As an Omega you knew your place in the world, however when the opportunity arrives to escape you take it... only to find yourself face to face with another Alpha

Word Count: 2.9k

Warnings: Language! Captive Situation! Suggestion of Non-Con environment! Angst!

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

Series Masterlist / Masterlist

Chapter 1: Run

You woke up with a start, the sound of your cell door opening with a loud creak. You looked up to see one of your captors standing at the door looking down at you. The scent of the large Alpha assaulted your nose making you want to vomit.

“Eat, you’ve got a long day ahead of you” he ordered dropping the plate of food by your feet.

You glance down at the plate of food. Seeing the pathetic excuse for food, something that just looked like mush. Even though it was the only food you’d get you weren’t racing to eat it.

“Eat it you worthless omega” The Alpha commands with a growl grabbing your head and forcing it down “Or do I have to teach you where you stand?”

You didn’t dare say anything, your body reacting to the alpha command, picking up the plate and forcing the food down trying your best not to gag. The alpha watching on with a disgusting smirk on his face. You’d been held captive long enough to know your place in the world. As an omega, you were nothing more than a piece of meat for Alpha to use however and whenever they please, you had to lose certain battles to avoid others.

“It’s sale day for you Omega so you’ll be out of here soon enough” he smirks before making his exit.

You knew your future was dire, you were to be sold to the highest bidder. Your only hope was that you were brought by someone nice, that or when they did eventually kill you it would be quick. It was better than starving to death. 

Once you had eaten you were dragged out of your cell. All the other Omegas were lined up and marched through the compound out to the courtyard. As you walked the other captors would laugh, purposefully tripping you up. Grabbing you as you passed, taunting you.

Once outside they ordered you to line up against the wall and strip down naked. A couple of omegas protested but were instantly whipped using the silver-tipped whip. They screamed out in pain, instantly submitting and removing their clothing. Soon you were all standing there naked, with the exception of the collars that stopped you from shifting. You could see the captors watching, a few of them whistling making your skin crawl.

They then turned on the high-powered hose and started spraying you all with freezing cold water. As much as you tried to avoid it they would always purposely aim the water at your face. Making you feel like you were drowning before giving you a short moment of respite. Just another level of torture they subjected you to.

Once they turned the hose off they handed out clean clothes. Which only consisted of shorts and a vest. They didn’t give you a towel you just had to remain damp until you slowly dried off. It wasn’t uncommon for people to fall ill and die from pneumonia here.

Once you were all dressed they attached silver handcuffs around your wrists. The pain from the metal stopping you in your tracks, the skin around your wrist already burnt and scarred. 

Once you were all bound you were attached to a chain and dragged out. The sounds of whines filled the corridor as the silver dug into everyone’s wrists. You were led out to a truck and shoved inside. Someone coming and securing you all in place, additional silver restraints being attached around your ankles. Ensuring none of you could escape during transport to the sales centre.

You weren’t sure how long you remained in the back of the truck. All the omega quietly talked with each other about their lives before this hell. Eventually, the truck stopped but it wasn’t the end of your journey. Instead, you were herded out of the truck and into a shipping container.

Once in the shipping container, they gave out bottles of water and stale bread which felt more like a brick. Once they were gone they shut the shipping container leaving all of you in complete darkness. 

Overall you had no clue how long you had been in this container. You had no way to tell the time, not that you did before when you were in your cell. Occasionally they’d bring more food or water but that was it. You guess though that you were in the shipping container for at least 3 days though.

Eventually, the door to the container opened and a blast of warm air entered the container. A direct contrast to the cold metal you’d grown accustomed to over the past few days.

As you stepped outside you savour the fresh air before you were taken into a rackety old truck. They chained you all up to the rotten wood. A thin layer of tarpaulin covers the roof and sides. You sat at the very back giving you the best view.

As the truck drove off you were able to look out. Dreaming of one day having the freedom to go wherever you pleased. Maybe the Alpha they sold you to would be kind enough to give you those freedoms. As the truck drove through the forest you imagined what it would be like to run through the trees. Darting in and around them, the wind whistling past your ears and through your fur.

Everyone bumped around as the truck travelled down the dirt road. At one point, however, you shifted just as the truck hit a large pothole causing you to be thrown hard enough for your retrains to break free of the rotten wood. Now completely free despite your hands and feet still being bound you got thrown out of the back of the truck.

As you roll along the dirt track you wait for the truck to stop but it doesn’t. You realise this was your chance to finally be free. You couldn’t stay here though. You quickly shuffled off of the road and into a bush to hide. 

You waited there in silence waiting for your absence to be noticed and your freedom to be taken once more. But that never happened. They never returned.

You sat up and looked down at the silver shackles around your ankles. You start working on getting yourself free wincing at the metal brushed across your skin. Finally, you got yourself free and tossed the shackles as far away as possible. You examine the burns on your ankles, they were bad but like the rest but they would just scar over eventually.

You had no hope of getting your handcuffs off alone, you needed help. You passed through a town not far back, maybe you could find another omega or a beta to help you. You also knew you needed at least a beta to remove this collar that would allow you to be truly free. 

Pushing yourself up onto your feet you steadied yourself against a nearby tree. Once you were certain your weakened ankles could hold your weight you started walking back towards the town. You made sure to stay hidden in the trees just in case you were spotted by the wrong people.

You walked for hours. Your body was so tired and weak. You clung to trees as you walked past, desperate to keep yourself up and moving. You couldn’t stop, not until you found somewhere safe. 

Eventually, the edge of town came into view. Leaving the forest you stumbled through the back alley behind some building. At one point you stumbled catching yourself on the side of a dumpster. 

Your legs felt like lead, it felt impossible to keep yourself up for a second longer. You slump against the dumpster hoping a moment of rest would help.

Suddenly a backdoor to one of the buildings opened. You froze in fear as the scent of an Alpha filled your nostrils. You turned to look and saw the large man walking out of the building trash bag in hand. He shouted something back to someone who was inside as he ran his hair through his long brown hair. 

You didn’t dare move as he approached the dumpster seemingly unaware of your presence. You barely breathed as he threw the trash bag into the dumpster and turned to head back towards the building.

You risk glancing over the side of the dumpster a move you instantly regret when you accidentally make a sound. You saw the alpha freeze before slowly turning to face you, his eyes widening in surprise when he spotted you. His nostrils flared as he scents you and you knew you were in danger. There was no way this Alpha would let you get away now that he knew you were an Omega.

So you ran, or at least you tried to. Your weak legs refused to cooperate, leaving you stumbling.

“Whoa wait!” The alpha shouts moving after you.

You desperately try and get away but you trip and fall. With your hand bound by handcuffs, you weren’t able to catch yourself. Hitting your head as you fell, you tried to move but your body refused exhaustion taking over. The last thing you saw was the Alpha crouching over you.

Ari had woken up early that day, not that he’d slept well that night anyway. His mind running at a million miles per hour, running through all the things he could do and needed to do. He went on his usual morning run, hoping that would help but it didn’t. 

In the end, he just decided to go to work early. He drove from his cabin just outside of town parking up behind the bar. Letting himself into the bar he owned he made his way into the back office. 

Dropping his bag in the corner he first makes himself a pot of coffee before dropping down onto the small couch he had. He sighs running his hand through his hair. 

Once the coffee had brewed he pushed himself up from the couch. He poured himself a cup taking a large sip as he moved to sit at his desk. 

As he sat down at his desk his eyes fell on the picture on his desk. He smiled slightly as he remembered that day. It was the day his bar, The Red Sea, officially opened. He and his friend all stood outside smiling proudly.

When the bar first opened business had been booming. They almost had to herd people out when closing time rolled around. Presently the story couldn’t be any more different. Now they would shut up early to save money on utilities.

Ari knew he needed to do something but he had no clue what. If he didn’t find a solution too otherwise he’d have to consider selling up. And anyone who knew Ari knew that he wasn’t a quitter.

Sighing to himself he started going through the month's expenses. Doing all the paperwork that made his position even more painfully obvious. 

“Do you ever go home?” Rachel asked leaning against the door frame.

“No it saves money” Ari says not looking up from his work.

“What’s the verdict?” She asks walking in and perching on the edge of the desk.

“Not great we maybe have 6 months at most to turn this place around otherwise I’ll have to sell” Ari sighs shaking his head.

“It’ll work out, you always think of something,” Rachel says patting him on the shoulder as she stands up.

“The rest of the guys are coming up later so don’t hide away in here all day” she adds before leaving him in the office alone.

Ari nodded in agreement before turning back to his work. He ended up spending hours in there working away. Putting off going out to see just how empty the bar would be. He could hear his friends though all laughing and talking loudly.

Eventually, he had done all the work he could and decided to head out to his friends.

“Ah, there he is the slacker!!” Jake shouts once he spots Ari.

“I hope you all paid for those beers” Ari retorted looking at the three men.

“Hey, we’re your best customers!” Max complains.

“You’re my only customers” Ari sighed as he stood behind the bar.

“Don’t worry Rachel charged us” Sammy said pointing over to Rachel who rolled her eyes as she wiped the bar down.

“Good because otherwise there won’t be a bar to come hang out in,” Ari says.

“Stop being so melodramatic you’ve just hit a slump. Every business goes through it, it’ll pick up soon” Sammy tells him.

“Yeah I bet something is right around the corner” Max says.

“Right let's stop being all depressed, you owe me a game of pool” Jake says pointing at Ari.

“I do?” Ari asks not recalling promising him that, the last game they played Ari wiped the floor with him.

“Fine call it a rematch” Jake says shrugging his shoulders as he racks up.

Ari smirks as he walks over “Fine let’s make it interesting”

Jake raises a brow as he stands up “What are you thinking?” Jake asks.

“You win, I’ll buy you a drink for a week. I win, you take a garbage out” Ari smirks.

“Oh no not that dumpster, that thing fucking stinks!!” Jake complains.

“Fine we won’t play,” Ari says shrugging his shoulders and stepping away.

“Okay, okay fine, you can break” Jake relents holding out the pool cue.

Ari smiled taking the pool cue from Jake and lining up his first shot. The balls broke with a resounding crack and much to Ari’s joy and Jake’s annoyance, 2 striped balls rolled into the pockets.

“Fuck sake man” Jake complains shaking his head.

“Regretting that decision now?” Ari smirks.

The rest of the game was pretty close, with Jake managing to catch up when Ari missed a couple. Everyone else cheering on who they thought would win.

“Go on Jake!” Sammy shouted.

“Hey you’re supposed to be backing me up” Ari complained to his childhood best friend.

“Nope sorry I’m backing my fellow Beta today” Sammy says holding up his hands in surrender.

“Don’t worry Ari we’ve got you” Max says gesturing to Rachel.

“Oh, so it's alpha’s vs Beta’s then?” Jake asks.

“Seems that way” Ari laughs.

Eventually, the game got down to the final ball. Ari lined up his shot, it should have been easy. It should have gone in, but for whatever godforsaken reason it hit the side of the pocket and bounced out. Leaving it perfectly open for Jake to easily pot it, which he did.

“Yes!! Rachel grab me a beer and pass Ari the trash” Jake says smiling victoriously as he walks back towards the bar.

Ari groans in annoyance as Rachel passes him the trash bag. All of his friends laughed as he made his way to the back door.

“And no holding your breath that’s cheating” Sammy shouts after him.

“Shut up I’ll do as I like” Ari shouts back as he steps outside.

As he approaches the dumpster he holds his breath as he chucks the bag into it. As he turns around and starts walking away he hears shuffling. 

He turns around expecting to see a raccoon or something. He wasn’t expecting to see someone peeking out beside the dumpster. He sniffs slightly realising that it was an omega, one that looks completely petrified. He cautiously takes a step closer but you take off.

“Whoa wait!” He shouts moving after you.

He watches as you stumble and fall, it's only then that he notices the handcuffs around your wrists. He sees you try and push yourself up before completely slumping down in exhaustion.

“Hey it's okay, I’m not gonna hurt you” Ari says calmingly as he crouches down beside you.

You look up at him and he can see the fear in your eyes before they completely shut and you pass out.

“Shit” Ari mutter looking down at you “Sammy! Sam!” Ari then shouts “I need you out here” 

“I swear to god Levinson if you throw something gross at me” Sammy says stepping outside “Fuck what the hell happened!” Sammy says when he spots Ari crouching beside you.

“I don’t know, she was hiding behind the dumpster and then ran when she saw me but tripped and must have hit her head” Ari said looking over at all your injuries, spotting the burns on your ankles.

At this point, everyone else had made their way outside wondering what was going on.

“Whoa is she okay?” Jake asks nodding down to you.

“I dunno, we need to get her inside” Sammy says as he looks over you.

“What’s she got around her wrists?” Rachel asks.

“Handcuff by the looks of it” Max says, 

Ari decides to try and break them off but when his finger comes into contact with the metal he hisses in pain.

“Fuck that silver” he hisses shaking his hands.

“That must be what’s caused these burns” Sam says pointing to the burns on your ankles.

“Fuck. Who the hell would do this to someone” Rachel says shaking her head.

“Sick bastards” Ari growls ignoring the pain as he breaks off your handcuffs.

He then gently scoops you up in his arms to take you inside. He had no clue who you were or where you’d come from, but he was damn well sure he wasn’t gonna let anything happen to you now.

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FAMOUS LAST WORDS OF A SOON TO BE MPREGED ALPHA

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3 & 5 together make me think of "when you're trying to do something but your partner is feeling needy." Probably Alpha Steve & Bucky with Omega Bean.

Needy had found a new definition in Steve and Bucky. The two alphas who had each other the majority of their lives had turned their neediness onto you once you’d let your walls down enough to allow them in.

It didn’t seem to matter if you were studying or reading for your own enjoyment, Steve or Bucky would try and be by your side or in your lap. Often when you would be reading or studying, one of them would lift you from whatever you were sitting on just so they could be your new bed or chair.

“Just making sure you’re comfy, Bean.” Bucky had been the last to make you use him as a chair, draping you across his lap with a smile that nearly overshadowed his horniness.

“You look cold.” Steve would sit in front of you and press his chest to your knees, his arms wrapped around your calves. “Let me warm you up.”

“Read to us, Omega Bean.” Bucky would whisper in your ear, making a small request to hear your voice as if you could produce an autonomous sensory meridian response in them.

When the three of you left campus and found an apartment, their neediness never faltered. When Steve and Bucky began playing for the NFL, it had gotten more intense since they were gone for weeks or what seemed like months on end.

They were desperate to feel you, see you, catch a fresh breath of your scent or even just hear your voice. It was a mutual need, a mutual want that had flourished and thrived like the bond that held you together.

“I just want to feel,” Steve would whisper in your ear, his hand slipping underneath your shirt to rest his hand upon your growing bump, “our pup.”

“Growing every day,” Bucky would mumble under his breath, nosing along the protrusion of you belly with his eyes glimmering with pride, “we’re gonna have babies, bean!”

And then, the pivotal moment came when your pups were born. The moment arrived where your innocent and sweet little babes were swaddled and held tightly by their daddies.

“Baby beans,” Steve exhaled shakily, tears threatening to spill over, “Buck…we’re dads.”

“I know, punk.” Bucky, just as overtaken with pride, shared in the excitement. “Our cute little baby beans, and mama bean.”

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2023 𝙗𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙮 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙘 𝙧𝙚𝙘 3

masterlist | ✨- fav fics | status - completed

All of them are COMPLETE Series.

1. Galavano by @ichorai

Bucky x Reader

a series that follows the hero galvano through the events of the mcu!

2. Time (D)rift by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor

Dark!Bucky x Reader Apocalypse AU

The end has come and gone as you keep waiting for your own.

3. Uncontrollable by @fictional-affairs

Bucky x Widow!Reader

The year is 1992. The Winter Soldier is under HYDRA’s control, and the Red Widow is under Dreykov’s control, but when they find out their organizations are working together to have them kill each other, they decide to make a deal.

4. The Lake House by @rustytricycle

Dark!Bucky x Dark!Reader

You decide to spend the summer before Freshman year of college with two of your girlfriends at one of their parents’ lake house. It turns out that Captain America and his two best friends are staying next door. Bucky thinks you might be his perfect girl. But are you too perfect?

5. turn a blind eye by @sergeantxrogers

Bucky x Reader

The Winter Soldier was cold. Brutal. Unflinching. A machine formulated to comply. Bucky Barnes was the sun warming your skin, your happy pill. Loving him was like bittersweet liquor, sickeningly sweet when you sip, harsh and burning when you swallow.

6. Rooftop Sessions by @forever-rogue

Bucky x Therapist!Reader

Y/N is a therapist that works with war veterans that ends up meeting a mysterious stranger who asks for her help.

7. it’s all fun and games, until you catch feelings by @prettyyoungtragedy

Bucky x Reader

You’re pining after Steve and Bucky is pining after Nat, what better way to distract yourself from those two perfect humans than to distract yourselves with each other?! Fuck buddies it is then.

8. oh my delightful heart by @prettyyoungtragedy

Sequel to it’s all fun and games

Bucky Barnes is the sweetest dumbest most adoring boyfriend any girl could ever ask for... 

9. Follow My Lead by @ciarawritesmarvel ✨

Bucky x Reader

You and your new friend Wanda are enjoying a day together at the Avengers Tower, her giving you a tour around the place when you both run into the infamous Bucky Barnes. Moments later, he’s introducing you to Sam as his girlfriend and placing a kiss on your temple and you’re not sure you’ve ever been so confused in your life.

10. The Maid of Mr. Barnes by @disasterofastory

Mob!Bucky x Reader

You get a job as Mr. Barnes's maid. You heard about the notorious gangster, but since you desperately need money and a place to live, you are not in a position to be picky.

11. Guiding Light by @wkemeup ✨

Bucky x Avenger!Reader

It was supposed to be a simple mission. Get the intel and go home. Until everything goes wrong and you’re taken captive by Hydra. While you struggle to stay alive and hold your sanity, Bucky begins to lose himself to a darkness and gives into the soldier because he doesn’t know how to breathe without you. Not until he brings you home. If he even can.

12. Home | Better by @softlyspector ✨

Bucky x Reader Modern AU

Bucky comes home from his second tour overseas, after a long time away from the reader.

13. Mad For You by @i-am-a-closet-fanfic-fiend

Bucky x Reader Modern AU

Nat hosts a costume masquerade. Bucky meets the Alice to his Hatter. Shenanigans ensue. 

14. Sanguis Sanguinis Mei by @captainscanadian

Vampire!Bucky x Vampire!Reader

It took Bucky Barnes two centuries with the blood of his blood to realize how much he loved her. This is their story. 

15. Another World by @sinner-as-saint

Alien!Bucky x Reader

In a futuristic world - a millennium from now, you and your team rescue and care for stranded and hurt otherworldly beings; who are held captive and kept on Earth against their wills. You save them from the bad guys who exploit them. You help them adjust to your planet’s life, and give them their freedom back. Then one day, while on a rescue mission, you come across a human-like extraterrestrial being; in a cryogenic chamber, with a missing arm. And nothing is ever the same again…

16. Picking Up The Pieces by @gogolucky13

Bucky x Reader Modern AU

Bucky chooses to stay in his tumultuous relationship knowing you’ll be there to pick up the pieces, until finally you’re not.

17. Knight In Rusty Armor by @revengingbarnes ✨

Knight!Alpha!Bucky x Queen!Omega!Reader

For the sake of politics and to get rid of you, their omega daughter, the King and Queen of England marry you off to the King of France. Settling into an unfamiliar monarchy is a tedious process all by itself, but a new problem arises soon after your arrival at your new home. One of the Knights turns out to be your true mate. Your Alpha. The one you are meant to be with. But you’re mated to someone else. And that someone else is the King of France.

18. The Escaped Bride by @marvelouslytrekking

Pirate!Bucky x Reader

Being forced to marry someone was not something you wanted, but when it turns out that it is to your best friend, who you secretly loved, things weren’t so bad. Unfortunately, good things don’t seem to last and when the worst happens, you refuse to sit around and be miserable. Will you find true love again, or will your life be turned upside down?

19. Plot Twist by @winterarmyy

Mafia!Bucky x Reader

An arranged marriage with mafia!bucky.

20. The Road Goes Ever On and On by @rocketrhap3000 ✨

Bucky x Single Mom!Reader

Life as a single mother of a three year old certainly has its struggles. But when a sweet stranger makes his way into you and your little boy’s life, a one of a kind connection sparks.

21. you’re my desire by @marvelouslizzie & @notafunkiller

40s!Bucky x Reader

Your best friend drags you out on a double date. You were supposed to be Steve Rogers’ date but plans change pretty quickly and you end up in Bucky Barnes’ arms.

22. Death Do Us Part by @sgtjbuccky ✨

God Of Death!Bucky x Mortal!Reader

For centuries, the God of Death had known two things about mortals. One, they were his job, his to collect when their days came to an end, and two, they were obnoxiously odd beings. Their purpose ceased to make sense to him. Never did he understand why they created a life for themselves, why they loved, why they loved other mortals when they knew that none of it would last forever. It was nothing but sheer stupidity, but that was until he met you. A mortal unlike any other. A mortal that would make him question everything. A mortal that would teach the God of Death how to live.

23. Lost In Each Other by @majestyeverlasting ✨

Dad!Bucky x Mom!Reader

For Bucky, one of the best things to come home to is family. Especially after a day at work. So he's pleasantly surprised when you want to show him a new dress after dinner one night. And it just so happens that little Eden and Jamie find a way to work themselves into the equation. But it all makes for good fun and memories you will never forget.

24. Fight For Me by @littleseasiren

Bucky x Reader

After years in an abusive relationship, you finally get out. When the Avengers decide to raise awareness for your Battered Women's Home, you bump into Bucky Barnes, the hottest, most complicated man you've ever met. He thinks you're too good for him, but when your abusive ex reappears, Bucky knows he has to keep you safe - by any means necessary.

25. call me baby by @cherryrogers ✨

Biker!Bucky x Reader

Returning to Brooklyn for the summer after a year of travelling from city to city, you hadn’t expected to find your best friend, Peggy Carter, hopelessly in love with a biker, and when she decided to introduce you to the rest of his club, you hadn’t expected to fall for one either — that was until you met one with pretty eyes and a habit of calling you baby.

26. Static Verse by @theconstantsidekick ✨

Bucky x Enhanced!Reader

Tony Stark's sister's a fucking badass, codename—Static. Here's her story through the MCU.

27. Bygone by @borntobewondering

Bucky x Reader

You and Peter get sent back in time, and you fall in love with someone unexpected.

28. Clockwork by @aries-writingblog ✨

Bucky x Reader

Bucky has moved on. He’s found a place in the new world of the 21st Century. Found peace. But the past is always half a step behind him, waiting to snatch him backwards- like clockwork.

29. Deny the truth, set the world on fire by @lizatill

Bucky x Reader, Dark!Winter Soldier x Reader

He knew that she was having an affair...she denies, but the love marks on her body are still there. She can't tell him the truth, it will break him - the Winter Soldier is indeed inside of him, fucking her at night and Bucky doesn't remember.

30. Carnations by @viollettes

Bucky x Reader College AU

It’s a simple concept: Students can buy flowers for each other at the carnation sale. Red flowers are for love, pink flowers are for friendship, and white flowers are for expressing secret admiration. A carnation fundraiser, an iota of possibility, and a longtime secret crush on your hot best friend - what could go wrong?