When Joe’s bag gave way, spilling all its contents on the corridor floor, it took every ounce of willpower not to fall on his knees and weep like a child.
Of course, Hana had finally settled down in her carrier, and she continued to sleep despite the crash of a half dozen cans of baby formula hitting the carpet, so Joe merely blinked back unshed tears and took a deep breath, finding his key and unlocking his flat. He left the door ajar as he carefully put Hana’s carrier on the sofa and quickly went back to retrieve the scattered cans.
After the tragic passing of his omega sibling, alpha Joe got custody of his newborn niece. Unfortunately, things weren’t progressing as well as they should and now Joe has found himself in dire need of a wet nurse.
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a heart like mine
a slow burn JoeNicky omegaverse AU
Chapters: 2/?
Fandom: The Walking Dead (TV)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
Relationships: Daryl Dixon/Joe (Walking Dead: Claimers), Daryl Dixon/Rick Grimes, Daryl Dixon/Shane Walsh
Characters: Joe | Claimer Leader (Walking Dead), Daryl Dixon, Will Dixon
Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Daryl Dixon Smut, Young Daryl Dixon, age gap, 300 Fic Special, Forced Relationship, Forced Bonding, Forced Marriage, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Child Abuse, Abuse, Forced, Shower Sex, Nearly Drowning, Rape, Size Difference, Omega Daryl Dixon, Rules, Dom/sub, Master/Slave, Daryl has a vagina, Omegas
Series: Part 49 of Alpha/Omega/Beta
Summary:
My 300th fic special!
Young Daryl Dixon is an omega, and Will Dixon was never pleased his son didn't turn out as an alpha. So he decided to sell Daryl to a drug dealer named Joe Claimer. He knew he was screwed but there was nothing more he could do, after all a venom bond means only one thing. You're trapped till death, unless his planned mates and brother can find and save him.
"...we know the government doesn't give a fuck about us. We know the government doesn't give a flying fuck about the future of this country. I don't give a fuck about Biden's campaign! Nor do I give a fuck about Trump's campaign. Because they don't care about me! They don't care about babies. They don't care about women. They don't care about Black people or Native Americans. They don't give a fuck about Palestinian children. I do! I give a fuck about this country! I was born on this soil. I love this place. Because I love my friends, and I love the earth, and I want to protect it, and they don't. Because they want pocket change."
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You have to forgive me, cause I'm getting a little angry, but I've seen a lot of rhetoric on this app, and on other social media, and on the news, that our generation is soft. That Gen X- Gen X, Boomers, and Silent Generation believe that Gen Z and millenials and this Gen Alpha are soft. And I will tell you what, I think that is the worst thing to assume.
I have witnessed hundreds of my peers' lives be stripped away from them; their futures, their hopes, their dreams, their prom nights, because of our government's inaction with gun control. I have witnessed millions of lives taken away and altered and changed and ruined because of our government's inaction with Covid.
You guys made us tough. We're tough. We're tougher than you think, and we're tougher than you like to admit. Because we know the government doesn't give a fuck about us. We know the government doesn't give a flying fuck about the future of this country.
I don't give a fuck about Biden's campaign! Nor do I give a fuck about Trump's campaign. Because they don't care about me! They don't care about babies. They don't care about women. They don't care about Black people or Native Americans. They don't give a fuck about Palestinian children. I do! I give a fuck about this country!
I was born on this soil. I love this place. Because I love my friends, and I love the earth, and I want to protect it, and they don't. Because they want pocket change.
Tough. You think you're tough? You're bootlickers! Subservient to the idea of "growth." As if we can grow anymore! Our planet is dying! Because you don't give a fuck. Because you're soft. And saving the planet might be a little tougher than you thought.
I'm ready for that work. You know what I'm not ready for? Another world war. Just because I'm not gonna go over and shoot another working class person that I probably have more in common with, than an owning class piece of shit like Elon Musk, I'm soft? Because I care enough to accomodate my differently-abled peers, I'm soft? Because I don't wanna joke about women getting abused, I'm soft? If I'm alone in a room with Jeff Jackson, I'm leaving with his teeth in a jar. I'll show you how soft I am.
And you wanna ban the only place that we found community? Yeah, nonono. This election year is crazy. Because at this point, like, I think the entire generation, my generation, knows that you guys are geriatric, and knows that the Constitution is as well. It's too old. We are one of the youngest countries and we have the oldest Constitution? Make that make sense to me.
It's time for change. It's time for a new way of life. And these rich, stupid fucks don't deserve to be in charge of it. That's it, I'm sorry, that's it. That's it, I'm done."
Ok so I read TJ Klune's Wolf Song on the plane for my work trip and I have THOUGHTS I would like to discuss. (spoilers ahead)
So to start, I quite enjoyed it. There were portions that were just so lovely and lyrical and I fell in love with the found family dynamics and the fleshed out, 3-dimensional characters. The thing I'd heard from others as a negative, the age gap between Joe and Ox, didn't really bother me because I cut my teeth on fic and nothing sexual happened until they were in their 20's.
But.
Joe's character/decisions/the way he treated Ox drove me crazy. Did anyone else just want to throw the book across the room when you found out that three fucking years pass while Joe and half the fractured pack are cavorting around accomplishing nothing and not so much as texting updates to the rest of their grieving family?? Why? There was literally no reason given for it that made sense. And the supposed impetus for their return didn't seem all that pressing considering that the home-pack had been in danger multiple times during the prior THREE YEARS they'd been gone?? Did I MISS something??
Anyway.
I've already ordered the next book because I'm bought in, but can someone tell me if I should prepare for similar frustrations re Gordo and Mark because judging by the already established dynamic between them I fear I am going to be in another book-throwing mood at some point during this story too.
𑁍 I am a beta Joe Biden truther, argue with your mother
𑁍 alpha trump ofc, what else would he be
𑁍 I think that it's like a forbidden love type thing, but everyone knows they like each other, including their fandom
𑁍 once it gets late in their relationship Biden agrees to help Trump through his rut, but he accidentally gets bitched
𑁍 bitching in my personal verse is when an alphas rut goes so deep that it turns their s/o into an omega, or at least makes them begin to experience heats
𑁍 I think Biden catches a lot of flack for being a beta president, even tho there's been a few other ones before him
𑁍 Bill Clinton was also a beta, for example
𑁍 enemies to lovers, but in reality Trump just had a fat crush on Biden and is emotionally constipated so he just ended up being really mean. Think like... Bakudeku
𑁍 A lot of Trump's fandom doesn't like when people claim that Trump has a crush on Biden bc they don't support beta/alpha relationships
𑁍 Trump himself has to get over his own prejudice against betas, but Biden is there to help walk him through his thoughts
𑁍 this isn't to say it hasn't slightly strained their relationship, but Biden is working to work through it for the man he loves
𑁍 during Biden's first heat Trump had to be at a rally, but he rush back as soon as could
𑁍 bisexual Trump and gay Biden
𑁍 Trump has a bit of a temper, and Biden is the only one who can calm him down when he gets too angry, just his scent can placate Trump, but nuzzling him doesn't hurt either
𑁍 Biden's scent is lavender and peach
𑁍 Trump's scent is sandalwood and smoke
𑁍 Trump thinks it's funny when Biden bleats so he makes sure to surprise him as much as possible so he can hear his pretty little noises
𑁍 Trump calls Biden honeybee after his sweet scent, but Biden is too embarrassed to use pet names
Okay is this enough ? I think this is enough.
Feel free to add your headcanons in the notes/reblogs, I think this is funny
Wrote this while listening to a random bakudeku playlist for inspiration
When Joe’s bag gave way, spilling all its contents on the corridor floor, it took every ounce of willpower not to fall on his knees and weep like a child.
Of course, Hana had finally settled down in her carrier, and she continued to sleep despite the crash of a half dozen cans of baby formula hitting the carpet, so Joe merely blinked back unshed tears and took a deep breath, finding his key and unlocking his flat. He left the door ajar as he carefully put Hana’s carrier on the sofa and quickly went back to retrieve the scattered cans.
After the tragic passing of his omega sibling, alpha Joe got custody of his newborn niece. Unfortunately, things weren’t progressing as well as they should and now Joe has found himself in dire need of a wet nurse.
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I have a new omegaverse wip... please mind the tags and the author notes!
(AN: I'm gonna hate myself so much after I'm done writing this.)
Biden was sitting alone in the white house, doing paperwork. Then, all of a sudden, a notification on his phone said that Trump got sh0t in the ear. He shot up from his chair in anger.
"Trump baby! No... I will get my revenge on this man... for you, my twink." He said while clenching his left hand into a fist. But he remembered something. How was Trump??
"Hello?" Trump asked into the phone.
"Trump baby, it's Biden honey boo!" Biden exclaimed back. "How are you? I heard your ear got a wittle boo boo..."
"It's okay, my big bad presidential competitor... I'm owkay..." Trump responded in a soft, high pitched tone.
"There's my kitten... so strong and hot. But don't forget who's in charge here~..." Biden whispered into the phone.
"Y-Yes... of course. I'm at the hospital. Maybe stop by and give my wittle boo boo a kissy...?"
"Of course kitten! I'll be there tomorrow. Good night, my precious wittle sugar baby." Biden said in a sweet, baby-talk voice.
"Good night, alpha. Meow..." Trump whimpered into the phone.
The call ended and Biden leaned back into his chair. He glanced outside and saw the full moon rising. He stood up before immediately falling onto his knees, ripping his suit and button up shirt. He let out a long, "AWWWOOOOOO!!!!!" sound. He howled a bit more before growling and walking to his room to rest up for the night.
After all, his little sugar babe had a little boo boo.
(AN: I promise THIS IS SATIRE! I only did this for sh*ts 'n giggles lmao. Although lmk if y'all want a part 2.)