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changbunnies · 3 months

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Scent Of You, (18+)

♡ Pairing: Wolf Hybrid!Bang Chan x Fem Bunny Hybrid!Reader x Wolf Hybrid!Changbin

♡ Genre: little red riding hood au, fantasy/supernatural au, hybrid au, vague allusions to omegaverse dynamics, porn with plot, dubcon

♡ Word Count: 7.8k (oops)

♡ Summary: In which a sweet, naive bunny hybrid nicknamed 'little red' becomes lost in the forest at night, and finds herself face to face with the big, bad wolves her grandmother always warned her about.

♡ Warnings: uses the little red riding hood fairytale as a base for inspiration before it devolves into smut, words like "alpha" and other omegaverse terms aren't used but the vibes are There lol

♡ Smut Warnings (contains spoilers): dubcon (but the smut itself isn't very rough), pet names (though mostly as a title- such as bunny, little red, and sweetheart), the word slut is used a few times, gendered language such as "dirty girl", a lot of kissing, size difference, size kink (i'm sorry if you're tall just pretend ur small and they're huge because ur a rabbit and they're a wolf fsdgsdf), oral (m + f rec), some manhandling, some banter and mild rivalry between bin and chan, unprotected piv, dacryphilia, multiple orgasms and multiple creampies

♡ Notes: so i intended to take a small break from writing after finishing crave but inspo struck me as i was trying to fall asleep and i NEEDED to write it so i literally shot up and wrote all of this in one sitting in a cold sweat fsdgdsf so here we are, one last surprise upload before my break <3 it's easily the most self indulgent fic i've written to date dfdgh bunny is my fave petname and this is basically just my excuse to be called bunny in a wolf binchan sandwich lmao this is not as proofread as my other stuff given how quickly i wrote it, and it's my first time writing a threesome, but i hope you enjoy! edit: there is now a sequel you can read here !

♡ Disclaimer: please read responsibly, and remember that this work is fiction and meant strictly for imaginative fun. the idols used in fics are more accurately faceclaims and personality outlines for imaginary characters, and should not be interpreted as factual representations of existing people.

"Please, take care sweetheart. Don't stay out too long," your grandmother warns with a tender kiss to your forehead as you prepare to head out for the day, pulling the hood of your long, red cape up over your head, tucking in your hair and covering your lopped ears. "I know, grandmother, I know! I'll be back before you know it, I promise," you assure her with a smile, hooking your twine basket into your arm, empty and ready to be filled with treats of the forest.

Your grandmother heaves a soft sigh, as she falls back against the bed, and you give her hand a reassuring squeeze and a soft goodbye before you make your way out of your quaint cottage, a long line of intimidating, tall standing trees before you. Grandmother always worries for your safety, as the woods aren't entirely safe for a rabbit like yourself, but so long as the sun hangs bright in the sky, you'd be perfectly fine.

As grandmother has warned you countless times, it's only at night that the woods near your home become truly dangerous, as all manner of nocturnal predators leave their dens in search of their next meal. For a rabbit such as yourself, lingering in the woods at night is assuredly a death sentence; your diminutive stature and weak limbs would cause you to easily fall victim to the beasts that stalk through the forest with the moon's aid.

The only thing on your side would be your speed, but even then it's no guarantee of safety once a predator has you in their sights; and so your grandmother always instilled a proper fear of the dark within you, in the hope that you'd never find yourself in a situation in which you'd have to flee in the first place. Entering the forest brings with it countless anxieties for your species, but it's not like you can simply not go- the gifts of nature are what sustains you, and you have to enter the woods, even live near them, if you want to have food in your tummy and herbal medicines on your shelves.

As such, you are always very conscious of the amount of time you spend in the forest, only ever entering when the sun is brightly illuminating your surroundings, always careful and alert as you gather what you need. You observe the sun's position in the sky, use it to determine how much time you have left before it begins to set, always heading back well before it starts to sink behind the trees. And you'd never stay longer than necessary, especially not when you have grandmother waiting at home praying for your safe return!

But well.. grandmother is quite ill these days, and you spent more time than you usually would gathering the berries and leaves you’ll need to make her sweet, healing brews of tea. Soon enough, winter's chill would cause all the greenery to frost and wither, and you wanted to stock up now to ensure you had enough to last 'til the end of the season. It was for grandmother's health! Surely she'd understand and forgive you if you stayed out just a little longer than usual.

But as dusk started to settle over the trees, and you realized how precious few moments of sunlight you had left to make it home with, panic began to accumulate in the pit of your stomach. You tried your best to take deep breaths, to not allow your heart to race- as long as you remained calm, you could get back before dark, you were sure of it.

The more the sun sank however, the more you lost your clarity; you found yourself stumbling in circles, the encroaching dark causing the forest to become unrecognizable, leading you blindly in circles. You'd long since lost sight of the path you always followed home, and the moon and stars, which were normally such a beautiful sight, now came with a sense of foreboding. It was dark, you were lost, and grandmother was now all alone, probably worrying herself half to death wondering where you could be and if you're even still alive.

You continue blindly weaving your way through the trees, just praying that you're moving in the direction of home; you can't afford to hide away and wait until morning, not when a beast could be around any corner. Using your speed to your advantage, you dart past a near endless sea of trees, praying, praying, and praying the clearing will come into view and you’ll see your cottage in the middle, with orange light from the fire peeking through the windows and smoke billowing from the chimney.

Suddenly you stop, entire body freezing as your hair stands on end, nose twitching as an unfamiliar scent fills your nostrils; someone is near- someone that you should avoid at all costs. It’s so heavy, overwhelming beyond comprehension- the scent of the forest itself is still identifiable, but mixed now with something akin to leather, black coffee, and hot iron. The scent is actually quite pleasant, so that's not what causes you to freeze; it’s the unfamiliarity that is the true root of the problem, evoking a deep rooted, innate fear response.

You know all the “safe” smells- that of other prey animals such as yourself, for instance, are recognizable, comforting, and bring about a sense of calm. To be met with the unfamiliar is to be met with danger; it means that whatever is near is something you’ve never encountered during your safe treks through the forest, it means that a predator likely has you in their sights, because as grandmother has told you, if you smell them it’s already too late- they’ve found you.

“Now, now, what do we have here?” A deep voice calls, hidden from your sight. Your heart erupts in an erratic rhythm, a chill running down your spine as your eyes desperately search the darkness for the source of the voice. And there, you finally see it- or rather, him. A man, standing much, much taller and bulkier than you, sharp fangs exposed with his smile, fangs that you are sure will be used to rip you apart.

You see pointed ears and dusky blue-silver fur, a long tail that swishes with intrigue and delight, a fur coat with the arms cut off, an exposed chest laden with scars both fresh and faded. He’s a wolf, you realize with dread, the thing you were taught to fear most of all. You unconsciously take a step back as he approaches, the moonlight illuminating him in a way that evokes both fear and reverence; as beautiful as he is dangerous. “What’s a little thing like you doing in the forest at night, hmm? Don’t you know it isn’t safe, little red?” he says with a sickeningly sweet smile, referencing the caped hood you’re wearing, a gift from your grandmother meant to keep you safe from men like him.

You clutch your basket tighter as your legs begin to tremble, lowering your head and pulling your hood down further, trying your best to ensure your ears and other features are completely covered. He probably knows by smell alone you’re a prey animal, but you vainly hope he’ll let you go if he doesn’t realize you’re a rabbit- a stupid hope, but it’s the only one you have. “Poor thing, don’t be scared. You got lost, didn’t you, little red?” With each step towards you he takes, you take another step back, until your back meets that of a thick tree, the erratic rhythm of your heart building to a speed you thought otherwise impossible.

“Tell me- where did you come from?” The wolf asks with an intimidating smile full of fang, “I recognize you from somewhere. Where was it I’ve smelled you before..?” With nowhere to go, caged against the tree as the wolf closes in, all you can do is tremble as you watch him sniff the air, licking his lips as if tasting your scent. Most prey animals are generally the same, but there’s only one place he’s gotten the scent of sugar and cream from..

“Ah, I know,” he says suddenly, smile growing wider as he speaks, “That little cottage in the clearing- that’s it, isn’t it? That’s your home?” You swallow as you timidly nod, your nerves much too frayed to attempt to lie- you’ve never been a good liar anyways, your grandmother having raised you to be honest and good. “You’re quite far from home, little red. But I can help you,” he offers, but you know better than to trust a wolf- they’re liars, all of them.

“N-No, I.. I can get there by myself,” you say, finally finding your voice (shaky and timid though it may be.) The man hums, seemingly amused by your brave display; he knows how scared you are, can quite literally taste it, but he has to commend you for trying, at least. “I’m not sure that’s true. Do you know which way home is?”

“W-Well, uhm, I.. I- I, I don’t-” you stutter and fumble, and he chuckles, a smug look of “thought-so” clear on his face as he grins at you. His hand finds your cheek, and you look up at him with glassy, teary eyes, heart thumping out of control as he strokes your skin with his thumb. He smiles sweetly, almost boyishly- a look that would be endearing if he wasn’t a wolf, and you weren’t afraid for your life.

His clawed hand travels from your cheek to the top of your hood, and you quickly reach your hands up to clutch the fabric, keeping it fully tugged down in a vain attempt to continue to hide your identity. The wolf laughs, clearly amused at your reaction. “Come now, little red, show me what sort of ears you’re hiding under there,” he coos and you shake your head, eyes squeezing shut and knuckles turning white as you desperately cling to your hood.

At this point it probably no longer matters what you are exactly- no matter the answer, it’s clear the wolf before your eyes has plans for you that won’t go unfulfilled. But still, your survival instincts are in overdrive, and you can’t help but try your best to protect yourself, even if the endeavor proves to be worthless. He tugs at your hood, not yet trying to fully pull it off, but rather playing with you- he could easily pull it off in one quick swipe, his claws could tear the fabric to ribbons, but he chooses to instead have his fun, watch you panic and struggle with the hood in your tiny hands.

You look at him, unfallen tears blurring your vision; you don’t know what else to do. Grandmother always said if you found yourself cornered by wolves, your only option would be to run and pray for the best, but is that really the best you can do? And while you’re fast, wolves are faster- you’re sure the man would be able to catch up with you easily, especially given that the moon is his ally and he is likely extremely familiar with the deep woods.

Further still, he clearly stated he knows your home; even if you escape, he knows exactly where to go to find you. It fills you with dread, knowing that even if you do make it home, your grandmother would be there too; and you’d never forgive yourself if something bad happened to her because of you. It’s an impossible choice you are being dealt- surrender to your fate now, or try your best to flee and risk dragging your precious grandmother down with you.

But as he finally tugs down your hood, your white, snow-like lopped ears are fully exposed, and the wolf’s fangs shine as he gleefully smiles, you find yourself unconsciously making a choice- you run, as fast as your legs will carry you. The cape gets caught and snags on stray branches from the myriad trees, tearing as you continue to run, adrenaline coursing through your veins, chest aching from the erratic, forcefully thumping of your heart, breath coming out quick and harsh.

You barely make it 10 feet ahead through the trees before you’re crashing into something, the sudden impact causing you to let out an involuntary shout as you stumble back and fall ungracefully on your backside. Looking up, tears fall from your eyes when you realize it’s another wolf- shorter than the one who’d cornered you previously, but bulkier, with fur as dark as obsidian and a scent that matches it. You suspect that he was there the entire time, and you just didn’t notice due to the panicked focus you held on getting away from the blue-silver wolf.

“Where do you think you're going, little red?” the new wolf speaks, affirming your fears; he was there for the entire exchange, witness to the moniker you’d been given and now using it for himself. “Oh Changbin, you caught her,” you hear the previous wolf say from somewhere behind you, leaves and twigs snapping beneath his feet as he approaches your spot on the ground. “Course,” the dark wolf evidently named Changbin speaks, kneeling down to look directly in your teary eyes, “I’d never let such a sweet little thing get away from us.”

He reaches to the side of your body, where your twine basket has fallen from your arms and spilled its contents, all the berries and leaves you gathered now decorating the dirt. “Hmm, most of these are herbal. What a sweet granddaughter you are, gathering until late into the night! Your grandmother must be proud of you, hmm?” Changbin smiles, looking up to the previous wolf once he stands again, your basket in his hands, “Don’t you think so, Chan-hyung?”

The blue-silver wolf, that the dark wolf calls Chan, hums in agreement, once again calling you a “sweet thing.” Chan offers you a hand to help you stand, and you hesitate, swallowing as your eyes dart nervously between them. Their eyes on you make you nervous beyond just the predator-prey relationship you share; they’re both so impossibly ethereal in the light of the moon, and it makes you wonder if all wolves are such divine creatures.

Maybe that’s why the rest of the forest view them reverently; beautiful, powerful, utterly intimidating in all aspects- they offer no choice from a rabbit such as yourself but submission simply from presence alone. “What’s your name, little red?” is Chan’s next question, and again, you find yourself unable to lie; against your own sense of self-preservation, you tell him your name. And he hums, repeating your name as if testing the way it falls from his tongue before diverting back to his nickname for you.

“Let’s make a deal, little red,” the wolf says, still holding out his hand, waiting for you to take it. You finally do so cautiously, letting Chan help you to your feet, your legs still trembling but not yet buckling in the face of fear. “W-What kind of deal?” you ask hesitantly, looking between the two wolves who smile and lick their lips, tongues ghosting over their fangs as they do. Beautiful, powerful, intimidating, your mind repeats.

“We want to play with you,” Chan says smoothly, the answer coming natural to him, “play with us for a little while, and then we’ll take you home. We promise.” You look at the other, younger wolf who nods, backing the sentiment of his superior. Here you are, confronted in the deepest reaches of the forest by two wolves, and instead of devouring you they just want to “play”..? What does playing entail with them?

You’re not sure how much you truly want to know, but the promise of home dangling in front of you makes you consider their offer despite how foolish it may be. “You’re not.. tricking me, are you?” you ask, voice small, full of naivety and hope. “Of course not, sweetheart, we would never,” Changbin affirms, even going so far as to pick up the spilled contents of your basket and nestle them carefully back inside- a promise that by the time you’re done “playing”, you’ll be reunited with your sickly grandmother and able to care for her again.

“You just smell so sweet,” Chan says, his clawed fingers once again tracing over your cheek, “and we’ve always wanted to play with a sweet little bunny like you.” You nervously exhale the breath you unconsciously held when his hand traced your skin, searching his eyes for any sort of deceit. If you’re being honest, you’re not entirely confident in your ability to tell if the wolves are lying to you- they’re masters of manipulation, after all; lying is second nature to them.

Still, you want to trust them- trust that after you play with them for a little while, they’ll keep their promise of taking you home with your basket in your arms and everything you need to get through the winter. “If you really promise, then.. I’ll play with you,” you answer, and the wolves both smile eagerly, with the elder wolf taking you in his arms, swiftly lifting you up off your feet. You squeak in surprise, instinctively clutching tightly to his fur coat, scared of being dropped.

“Let’s go have some fun then,” Chan grins at you, making sure his hold on you is secure before he starts to move, “but not here. The floor here’s too dirty for you, isn’t it?” It’s a rhetorical question in which he expects no answer; instead he starts winding through the trees quickly, a destination clearly in mind. You vaguely see the other wolf trailing behind before you squeeze your eyes shut, the blur of trees and wind whipping through your hair and past your ears making you dizzy as you’re carried further and further into the forest, likely towards its center.

It takes you a few moments to open your eyes once you’ve realized you’re no longer moving at high speeds; Chan, who still has you in his arms, is now walking at a leisurely place through what you assume is his den. The smell of other wolves is distinct but distant- evidently, the three of you are the only ones home for the night. It makes you breathe a small sigh of relief to know the rest of his pack is absent, attending to their own matters. It makes you feel safer, somehow; as if you’re not literally inside a wolf's den, at the mercy of whatever it is the two before you want with you.

Eventually you are carried into a bedroom- one that smells more of Chan than the other wolf, which leads you to believe this is his room specifically. Changbin doesn’t seem to mind that the “playing” will take place here, a smile still clear on his face as he shuts the door behind himself, locking the door behind him as Chan sets you on his rather large bed.

Your ears lie flat against your head, your nerves eating away at you as you fiddle with your hands. You watch them both carefully, taking note of where Changbin sets down your basket before he meets you and Chan at the bed. The two of them standing over you makes you feel impossibly small, affirms how much better they are than you in every evolutionary aspect; speed, strength, size- they have it all. And you, one measly little rabbit with no significant qualities in comparison to them, who has no choice but to put her life in their hands if she wants to survive. How unfair.

“Tell me, little red,” Chan starts as he sits next to you on his bed, one large hand enough to cup your entire face and direct your complete attention towards him, “are bunnies as slutty as they say?” Your eyes widen as you gulp in shock, having not expected such a forward, explicit question. “Yeah, I’m curious,” Changbin follows up, sitting firmly on your other side, caging you in between the both of them, “they don’t say ‘fucking like rabbits’ for no reason, right? So what are you? A slut?”

“I-I’m not!” you sputter out; it’s true that rabbits have a reputation for promiscuity but you live a rather sheltered life with your grandmother- you hardly even know other rabbits your age, much less male rabbits. That being said, you have been a little.. let's say intense during your heats- but you rode those out with toys, not with the help of men. And you don’t think there’s any shame in promiscuity, but that’s simply not the life you lead; you live modestly, simply taking care of your grandmother to the best of your ability. You barely even have time to masturbate these days- fucking is entirely out of the realm of possibility, as busy as you are.

“But you’ve taken cock before?” Changbin asks from behind you rather shamelessly, and Chan looks at you expectantly, waiting for your answer with a cocked brow. “W-Well, yes, but-” you start and Chan is smiling again, another happy hum leaving his lips. ..Does your virginity status really matter here..? Your eyes widen again when the reality of what you’ve agreed to clicks, and Chan chuckles at your delayed reaction. “You’re not very smart, are you, bunny? But that’s okay- you don’t need to be smart to have fun, isn’t that right?”

Changbin is the next to speak, his hot breath coming out against your ear, his hands tracing your hips, “Mhm, sweet, dumb bunnies are cute, don’t you think? I bet they have lots of fun,” It’s vaguely condescending, how they speak of you- sweet and dumb, as if your intelligence pales next to theirs, as if you are an object designed for their pleasure and no other. And somehow, it adds to the tremble in your legs, your breath hitching when Chan squeezes your cheeks between his fingers and thumb, forcing your mouth to open.

You overtly whine, the wolf’s obscenely long tongue sliding into your mouth, exploring with another eager hum, his fangs catching on your lip with each kiss. As he kisses you, his fingers tug at the knot of your caped hood, leaving the task of discarding it to the other wolf once the knot is undone. Goosebumps once again rise on your skin, with Changbin kissing and licking your neck after your cape has been tossed aside, deeply inhaling your scent as Chan continues to abuse your lips with his tongue and teeth.

“Chan-hyung wasn’t kidding when he said you smell so sweet,” he whispers against your skin as he continues to trail his kisses down towards your shoulder, “it’s intoxicating.” It’s shameless and almost embarrassing, the way arousal pools in your underwear despite all preconceived notions of how a rabbit should behave in the face of a predatory animal; but the more they kiss and lick, the more fear ebbs away, and becomes replaced by pleasure and yearning. It’s been so long since you last felt the touch of someone else, having been stricken to solitary heats since becoming your grandmother’s carer. It almost humiliates you to admit how good their touch feels on your burning skin.

They can quite literally feel your body release its tension, Changbin’s strong arms being the ones to hold you up as you melt, and the smell of your leaking arousal obviously doesn’t go undetected by either of their noses. Chan pulls away from your lips, a smirk visible on his features when you open your eyes to look at him. “What a dirty girl you are, excited already,” he says, another whine escaping you not only from his words, but from the feeling of Changbin’s teeth grazing your neck.

Chan, who could quite easily rip your dress from your body, instead opts to tug the fabric away much more carefully than you’d have anticipated- perhaps they really mean to return you home after this? Changbin, whose torso was substantially more covered than his elder’s, removes his top, leaving you to feel his bare, muscular chest against your now exposed back. He wastes no time in latching back to your neck, licking, sucking, teeth grazing the skin, but not biting down- whether to spare you the shame of returning home with the clear mark of a predator, or because he doesn’t have permission from lead of the pack however, is unclear.

Your breasts, which you’ve always considered quite full, despite your diminutive frame, easily fit within Chan’s large palms. Their ability to not only make you feel, but look small leaves you dizzy. You should be afraid of how they eclipse your frame with their size, but instead you find it exciting, your brain unraveling everything you’ve been taught about self-preservation in favor of experiencing utmost pleasure from two hulking wolves.

Shame, it seems, has entirely left you, as slick leaks from you easily, drenching your underwear with each touch from their rough hands. Chan’s fingers play with your sensitive nipples, pulling and tugging until you’re writhing against Changbin’s body, who has his own hands tracing your hips and thighs, pressing lingering kisses to any patch of skin he can reach. Chan lowers himself to take one of your hardened nipples into his mouth, tongue swirling around it as his hand continues to play with the other.

Meanwhile, Changbin’s hand slinks around, brushing over your stomach before his hand dips between your legs, rubbing your heat over your soaked underwear. “Fuck, this messy for us already? You have to feel her, hyung, touch her pussy,” Changbin speaking such filthy words right next to your ear makes you shudder, a whimper leaving from deep in your throat when Chan obliges, his hand quick to replace the younger wolf’s. Instead of touching you over your clothes however, he opts to completely tear them from your body, in stark contrast to how he treated your dress- you suppose the underwear is less important to remain intact, or maybe he just can’t help it after having gotten this far?

“Oh, look at that Binnie, you’re right,” Chan grins as his fingers rub along your folds, spreading the slick around to create even more of a mess between your legs, “You’re such a dirty bunny underneath, hmm?” Your face burns red, another whine escaping as shame finally returns to you, your hands reaching to cover your face. The pair of them coo, finding the display cute, whilst simultaneously making their cocks throb- what a treat, to have found a bunny that is both incredibly sweet and effortlessly sexy all at once.

Chan pushes Changbin’s hands away from your body, and quickly turns you around. Your back is now against Chan, and he hooks your legs over his knees, spreading you open for the younger wolf to see. “Let’s give Binnie a look at your dripping pussy, don’t you think he deserves it after being so sweet to you?” More slick dribbles its way out of you, soaking the mattress beneath, a treat for Changbin’s eager eyes.

Peeking between your fingers, you see his dark tail swishing behind him in delight, very clearly excited by the sight he’s met with. “Can I taste her, hyung? I want to so bad,” he asks, licking his lips, his eager, sparkling eyes not leaving you for even a second. “Mm, what do you think, little red? Should we let him have a taste?” Chan asks, and though you can’t see him anymore, you can practically hear the smile in his voice- playful and fun.

You nod quickly, though Chan doesn’t seem content with that response- he tsks, once again grabbing your face and twisting your neck to look at him. “You gotta use your words, sweetheart, you understand?” You start to nod again, but then quickly follow up with a small “yes”, to which the wolf smiles, and diverts your gaze back to Changbin, forcing you to hold the darker wolf’s gaze. “Good bunny, go ahead and tell him, then. Tell him you want him to eat you.”

He can feel your face burn beneath his fingers, and though you can’t see it you’re sure there’s a smug smile gracing his perfect face as he waits for you to properly address Changbin. “I-I.. I want you to eat me, please,” you force yourself to mumble out, not missing the way Changbin’s cock throbs in his torn shorts. With one last lick of his lips, he’s diving between your thighs, looking up at you with a grin, “I’ll devour you, sweetheart.”

You gasp when his tongue licks between your folds, a loud moan unintentionally falling from your lips as he eagerly laps away at you. You can’t help but squirm in Chan’s hold, his legs continuing to hold yours open and preventing them from closing around Changbin’s head. Changbin moans as he licks and sucks on your clit, as if the act is more pleasurable for him than you; and eventually he alternates between giving his undivided attention to your clit, to sliding his tongue as deep into your hole as it’ll go, letting his nose bump your clit instead.

Chan’s erection digs into your back, sometimes groaning when your squirming and twitching causes friction; but he’s not content to just sit behind you and watch- he wants to add to the fun. So his hands come up to the soft base of your ears, expecting it to be as erogenous of a zone for you as it is for them- and by your reaction, he can tell it is. Your head falls back against him, and he can just catch a glimpse of your eyes rolling to the back of your skull, mouth hanging open as more moans and desperate whimpers leave you.

“You getting close, sweet bunny? You wanna cum?” Chan asks, grinning when you once again quickly nod your head, a near endless stream of whimpery moans leaving you as your high approaches. “Answer properly,” he reminds you, though his tone isn’t as strict as before- it’s almost playful, amused; he’s having fun. “W-Wanna cum, please, please let- hah- please let me cum,” you beg between harsh breaths, your entire body feeling like a wire on the verge of snapping.

“You heard her Bin, make her cum,” you hear Chan say as he becomes harsher with your ears, his calloused fingers now rubbing in rough circles. Your entire body jolts and convulses as the wire finally snaps, cry after cry of white pleasure spilling from your lips as you release on Changbin’s waiting tongue. He hums as he licks up all you offer him, not separating himself from his spot between your legs until he’s sure he’s got it all and you’re shuddering from the overstimulation.

Changbin takes your face in his hands, pulling you just slightly away from Chan as he drags you into a kiss, his tongue shoving its way into your mouth. Your taste is all over his tongue, his mouth stealing away all the breath you’ve just barely managed to breathe into your lungs after the intensity of your orgasm. Your eyes are hazy when he pulls away, fogged over by lust and needs for the wolves you are sandwiched between.

You just barely register Changbin looking past you to Chan, as if asking what to do next; though the exchange is silent, it seems like Changbin knows exactly where to go from here after receiving a certain look- have they done this before, you wonder? Changbin scoots back just a bit before grabbing your legs, unhooking them from Chan’s knees before he’s pulling you down, closer to him. You gasp, your head falling straight onto Chan’s lap- well, more accurately, to one of his thighs, before he’s closing his legs to act as a pillow for you.

His cock, though still obscured by the fabric of his shorts, is right next to your face and impressive in its size, just as Changbin’s is. The two of them, in almost practiced unison, pull down their shorts, though the task is harder for Chan, who has your head resting on his lap. He still manages well enough, and you’re met with the sight of his hard, leaking cock right in front of your eyes, almost close enough to touch your cheek.

You look up at Chan, who looks down to meet your gaze with a grin. “Hope you’re ready, bunny,” is all the warning you get before you’re flipped around to your front, another squeak of surprise as you’re manhandled to your knees, bent to where Changbin wants you, with your face still squarely in Chan’s lap. One of Chan’s hands holds his cock at the base while the other reaches under your chin, lifting your face up to look directly at him. “Show me what you can do while you’re taking cock,” he instructs, your body trembling as you feel Changbin’s cock rub between your folds, slicking himself up.

You whine when his cock presses against your hole, Changbin’s hands holding your hips up while Chan’s guide you to take his leaking cock into your mouth. You never imagined you’d be in a scenario where you’re taking in the cocks of two wolves at once, but you welcome the challenge. Changbin enters you first, the stretch the most intense you’ve ever taken- you can’t help but gasp, the sting pricking up every inch of your body. Chan, thankfully, doesn’t force you to take him entirely into your mouth in this state- he lets you instead kiss and lick the tip, recognizing your need to adjust to a size you’re entirely unused to taking.

They both praise you, though Changbin’s voice is significantly more strained and breathy as he continues his slow push inside your tight heat. Your nails dig into Chan’s thighs for support, and he doesn’t scold you for taking pauses in giving him attention, instead just watching as you squeeze your eyes shut and do your best to control your heavy breathing. “Big stretch, isn’t it bun?” Chan ends up asking, which causes you to nod with teary eyes. “‘s so big,” you exhale, and Changbin whines from behind you- you wonder if he likes hearing how big he is?

You can also hear the loud swishing of his tail, almost like a whip with how quick it snaps from side to side; it’s an undeniable truth that Changbin has been very, very excited to play with you the entire night. Changbin hisses once he’s fully aside, while Chan takes this time to rub your back in a soothing gesture you wouldn’t typically expect from a wolf. You look up at him, eyes full of equal parts gratitude and lust, and he simply smiles, hunching his back down to meet your lips in a kiss.

“Not fair, I wanna kiss her too-” Changbin protests from behind you and Chan scoffs when he pulls away from your lips. “Your dick is literally inside her Bin, shut the fuck up,” he says and to your surprise, you giggle- Changbin is kind of cute, isn’t he? At least, in a weird, wolf sort of way. “Are you laughing at me?” he asks, and you can almost hear the playful sort of pout in his voice. “S-Sorry, didn’t mean to,” you mumble, hoping you didn’t offend him.

You take a cautious peek at him from over your shoulder, relieved to find that he’s actually smiling once he stops his dramatic pouting. Cute, you think again, but he doesn’t let you feel that way for long. He pulls out to the tip and presses back inside in one, swift motion, causing a moan to erupt from you as your nails once again dig into Chan’s skin. “Won’t be laughing by the time I’m done with you, bunny,” Changbin says as he repeats the motion, and it takes everything in you to not utterly collapse onto Chan’s lap.

He hits your spot every time, and you swear you can feel it all the way in your stomach- but Chan doesn’t let you stay idle in your pleasure for very long. “C’mon, sweet bunny, you know what to do,” he says, his hand under your chin directing you back to his own neglected length. Unable to control yourself much after Changbin starts picking up his pace, you simply open your mouth and stick out your tongue, allowing Chan to enter your mouth however much he wishes to, completely handing your control to him.

Changbin’s thrusts cause you to take more of Chan into your mouth than you’d initially take all at once, and it causes Chan to curse, his cock hitting the back of your throat within seconds of entering your mouth. It doesn’t take long for your eyes to well with tears, and then for those tears to cascade down your cheeks, trying your best not to choke and gag as Changbin, voluntarily or otherwise, forces you to take more and more of Chan’s cock down your throat.

You can hardly even breathe between the pleasure of Changbin drilling you from behind and Chan’s cock obstructing your primary airway, but it makes you dizzy in the best way possible. You feel floaty, every cell in your body knowing nothing but intense pleasure. Chan strokes your head, sometimes petting your ears for that extra burst of pleasure that makes you clench tighter and causes Changbin to curse from behind you each and every time.

Changbin, who is observing the way his cock looks sliding in and out of your tiny hole, gets a flash of inspiration when he looks at your cute, fluffy cottontail. Experimentally, he takes it into his hands, rubbing your tail between his fingers, and you keen, a shiver traveling throughout your entire body. “Oh, you like that?” he asks, a bit smug as he continues to rub and gently tug at your tail, a loud whine escaping you that is muffled only by the cock lodged in your mouth.

Chan can see your eyes rolling back, and decides to double the pleasure, not letting his hands leave your ears for even a second. Your noises tumble freely now, quick and constant, rising in volume despite how muffled they are. It’s overwhelming being played with like this, but it feels so fucking good you’d never think to complain- you may become addicted to this sensation when it’s all said and done.

You’re so wet and warm, and now squeezing impossibly tight- Changbin isn’t going to last, and you can feel him throbbing and twitching as his pace begins to stutter. “Shit- fuck, ‘m gonna cum,” he whines, letting go of your hip with his other hand to reach under you and find your clit with his fingers. “Cum with me, pretty bunny, c’mon, I know you’re close too,” he says, quickly rubbing your clit between two of his fingers.

Chan guides your head off of him, letting you suck in the breath you desperately need before he’s lifting you up just enough to meet his lips, capturing your moans with his mouth. You cum again with a succession of loud whimpers, your hands squeezing at Chan’s body desperately. “Oh my god, yes, ‘m cumming, c-cumming-” Changbin gasps, his cum shooting inside you in quick spurts, his bottom lip tucked between his teeth as he groans.

Chan lets you fall back to his lap, breathless and almost entirely spent, with Changbin breathing heavily behind you. He pulls out when he finally starts to soften, and you glance behind you the best you can to see him pouting at his elder again. “You did that to make me jealous!” he accuses Chan in reference to kissing you, and the other wolf simply shrugs with a smirk. “I can kiss you too, Binnie,” you mumble, just loud enough for the two of them to hear.

He whines again, and you realize it’s the first time you’re actually using one of their names. “You should’ve said my name while cumming, bunny,” he grunts as he scoops you up, pulling you back to his chest. “I don’t think she could’ve-” Chan starts to interject, laughing when Changbin glares at him, capturing your lips in a possessive kiss.

They’re not actually fighting over you, but you find the dynamic fun- maybe that’s why they like to share; and you don’t think you’ve ever felt this desired before. Changbin’s tail is swishing again as he kisses you, and you giggle when you hear it- he’s like a puppy, you think; eager, and easily excitable, with a hint of jealousy that makes him fun to tease. When he pulls away, he looks at Chan and then back at you, “Can you handle one more, sweetheart? Channie-hyung still needs a turn with you.”

“I can take it, I’m a good bunny,” you affirm and they both grin, Chan reaching out to you and pulling you away from Changbin’s arms, into his own. “Such a good girl,” he hums as he lays you down on the mattress, taking his place between your legs while Changbin lays down next to you, rubbing his hand over your soft tummy. Changbin’s cum is leaking steadily out of you, but Chan doesn’t seem to mind the mess it’s making on his mattress- you've made your own mess of his bed too, after all.

Chan instead uses his fingers to gather up what has leaked and spread it over his own length, using it as lubrication for his own push inside of you. Changbin presses kisses to your heated cheeks, licking away the tears that fall as Chan starts to push his cock inside you. Chan, who has been entirely composed up to this point, finally breaks just a bit- enough for his breath to start coming out harsher as you feel him twitch and throb inside you.

His tail doesn’t swish as fast and erratically as Changbin’s but it is nonetheless moving happily side to side, a clear indicator that you’re actually affecting him and he’s not all confidence and smug charisma. “Can I play with you while Channie-hyung fucks you, bunny?” Changbin asks, his hand creeping up to your chest, smiling when you quickly nod at him.

Chan should scold you for not answering properly, but he’s focusing on his own pleasure now- taking your legs into his hands and holding them open while he fucks in and out of you. Changbin plays with your nipples, his hand taking turns between them while the other is used to keep himself propped up to watch. “You’re making him feel good, can you tell?” he asks, and you look at Chan, who has sweat trailing down his brow and his plump bottom lip sucked between his teeth, face scrunched in pleasure.

It makes butterflies erupt in your stomach, and you turn back to Changbin, a small pout on your lips. “I-I wish I-” a deep breathy moan interrupts your dialogue as Chan hits your spot, but you continue, “I wish I could’ve s-seen you too.” You bet he looked absolutely divine, just as Chan does. Changbin groans, your sentiment evidently having an affect on him. “God, you’re the fucking sweetest, bunny,” he tells you, leaning forward to kiss you some more, his tongue once again shoving it’s way into your mouth. You tangle your fingers in Changbin’s curly hair as he kisses you, and he hisses when you unintentionally tug during a particularly harsh thrust from Chan.

Changbin simply watches your face in awe for a moment when you pull away to breathe and let yourself fall back against the mattress, finding you incredibly cute, beautiful even, even with your hair a mess and drenched in sweat. “B-Binnie, Channie, think ‘m gonna cum again-” you whine, eyes rolling back once more when it causes Chan’s thrusts to become harsher. “Yeah? Gonna cum again, slutty bunny?” Changbin smiles, egging you on with his voice.

You nod quickly, pleas starting to fall from your lips effortlessly, “I-I can, right? Been a good girl, a good bunny? Good bunnies can cum?” They both smile, endless encouragement leaving them such as “yes pretty, go ahead and cum for us,” and “good bunny, good girl, cum sweetheat.” Changbin pulls you back to his lips as you cum, wanting to kiss you as you cum since he missed the chance earlier, and he eagerly swallows your noises, his fingers finding your clit once more to drag out your orgasm.

Chan as well starts to become louder, his grunts becoming more successive with each thrust, not losing speed even as his hips start to lose their rhythm. He grabs your face and tears you away from Changbin, kissing you in a display that is either meant to make Changbin jealous again, or is simply for his own pleasure. Or maybe it serves both purposes at once, because as Changbin whines in protest, you can feel Chan smirk against your lips before he’s losing himself again, his groans muffled against you as his hips stutter once, twice more before he’s spilling inside you, ropes and ropes of cum filling you to the brim.

You reach out to Changbin’s hand, squeezing it in a gesture that is meant to stop his jealousy, and he smiles at you, calling you a “sweet little thing” once more, giving you a peck to your forehead. Your eyes close, not opening even as Chan softens and slips out of you, exhaustion having clearly seeped into every molecule of your body. “Poor thing’s tired,” you vaguely hear Changbin say as he wipes the sweat off your brow. Chan responds, though it’s hard to make out what he says as you unconsciously slip into sleep, unable to prevent it with how heavy your entire body has become, rest quickly claiming you.

The sound of birds loudly chirping wakes you, and you blink slowly awake, eyes straining as you realize you’re in the sunlight. You sit up quickly, looking down at yourself and then your surroundings; you’re out of the forest proper, in the clearing where your home sits quaintly in the middle, and dressed back in your prior clothing and with your hood over your ears- barring the underwear you lost.

You’d think last night was a dream if it wasn’t for the fact that you could feel yourself bare underneath your dress; so they really upheld their promise and brought you back home..? You see your basket, sitting neatly in arm’s reach, a small note resting atop the berries and leaves you gathered yesterday that simply reads, “Last night was fun, wasn’t it, little red? Come play with us again sometime,” with a cutely drawn heart at the end, signed ‘Binnie and Channie.’

#skz x reader #bang chan x reader #changbin x reader #skz smut #bang chan smut #changbin smut #werewolf au #skz scenarios #skz imagines #skz fanfic #mdni + divider graphic credit: @cafekitsune

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lucysarah-c · 5 months

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Since I wrote an omegaverse Levi x fem! reader, I'll add here what I believe the ABO dynamics are like, at least in my ABO AU.

First, I would like to clarify that these are not some sort of "universal rules," and everybody has a different interpretation of ABO, etc. Second, this doesn't mean I've thought it all; it's just what I usually keep in mind while writing an omegaverse.

With that being said, let's go.

In my mind, betas behave like normal human beings. Women have their periods once per month, have fertile days each month, and a cycle of 28 days. Men, the same. They lack scent characteristics; they don't have scent glands; they can't knot, etc. Betas do not present, so when the time of presenting comes, they don't suffer what I consider a "second puberty."

Now, Alphas and Omegas.

For me, presentation is like a "second puberty." It usually comes "later," around 15-18 years old, and it determines if they are going to be alphas, omegas, or betas. The lack of this "second puberty" is basically being a beta. Usually, "high breeds" or "pure breeds," either Alphas or Omegas, show clear signs of their nature even before presentation. Perhaps high breed alphas would hiss, have slightly bigger fangs, or even be bigger in size compared to little kids because their genetics are already strong, as an example.

The second puberty basically makes Alphas present, grown fangs (if I'm allowed to go full delulu and magical here) that are sort of "retractile," usually only to be on full size during "asserting dominance" or "during mating." They start to liberate and perceive the smells and pheromones, etc. Omegas go through the same. Usually, the signs are there before their first "rut" or "heat." I like to think that alphas get a sort of toothache when their fangs are growing. I do believe that until reaching adulthood, Omegas and Alphas have ruts or heats in the respective seasons no matter what because it's also their body needing them to develop.

Now, great, what are "seasons"? Basically, Alphas and Omegas only reproduce twice a year, early autumn and early spring. I believe their system is made to "maximize" and "optimize" reproduction, so they prefer "quality" over "quantity." During "season," alphas would go into rut first, before omegas, mostly to secure the territory they want to claim and "show off their capabilities," so omegas can choose before going into heat. The process of mating may last from 4 days to 14. It depends on the quality of the couple.

During the mating ritual, alphas may show their strength, capabilities, and even give gifts of food and decorations to the omega they are fancying to demonstrate their willingness to mate. They may "build" a place where the omega can nest, and both mate. They mate for life, so usually alphas put a lot of effort, and omegas are very picky, lol. I like to think of it like when penguins spend a lot of time choosing the best pebble to give to their partner, and they start to build a nest with that pebble.

What is nesting? Basically, omegas surround themselves with soft pillows, blankets, etc., usually with the smell of their alpha to keep them protected. Like if another alpha steps in and they sense the smell of the omega's alpha around the nest, they may back up because they don't want to compete, or the other alpha is more powerful.

Now, all this is "in nature"; obviously, in society, you don't go fighting people in the streets for your mating rights, lmao. In the "modern society of AOT" (yes, I'm being sarcastic), usually, there are only "glimpses" of what used to be their nature. Alphas are territorial and can easily grow possessive, but it's also encouraged that they learn "to control themselves." Going around baring teeth for whatever would only make you look like some children who can't control themselves. Save them for important occasions. Show how much "better" you are by asserting dominance without having to resort to behaving like a dog.

Fun fact: that's why Hange says in "not in season?" that they had never seen Levi's fangs.

In my mind, high-breeds or pure breed FULL GROWN UP alphas and omegas don't go into rut or heat if they spend long periods without the constant presence of the other. So, they don't waste all the "biologically expensive work" that's for them to go into rut or heat. That's why the military doesn't allow omegas, since they are all going to be living in the barracks, it's better to avoid the problems.

As I say, while in development, young alphas and omegas may experience ruts or heats regularly on their seasons. Young alphas may create a sense of paternity in older alphas, instead of creating a "territorial" sensation. Older alphas may get a sort of baby fever and feel the necessity to be the one leading the pack. This is something that Levi felt about his squad, especially since Eren presented while Levi was looking after him in the former HQ.

While alphas always take positions of power, leadership, or works that demand high physical strength. Sadly, the AOT world isn't exempt from sexism, and omegas are usually reduced to "caring" jobs only. Such as teachers, nannies, bakers, mostly housewives. I do like to believe they are extremely talented for works that require long periods of attention and high attention to details, for example, in a war: snipers. But society has a hard time accepting that.

Now, about high breeds, low breeds. Basically, high breeds mean they are either "purely alphas" or "purely omegas." To explain it with an example, a beta may bear the child of an alpha, but they wouldn't be "pure breed" any longer; they may be "regular alphas," and the more alphas or omegas mix with betas, the less "strong" their blood is. And vice versa, obviously. Conservatives believe that's "wasting your blood, etc.," they are a pain in the ass. I do want to highlight that "purest the alpha/omega," the more

all their characteristics are boosted.

Betas and alphas or betas and omegas may have kids, but it's not that effective. Alphas and alphas CAN have kids if they are "a woman and a man," the process of dominating another alpha is called "bitching," and they have ONLY one kid. I like to think that's like when pregnant women have one child of a different blood type than theirs and they need treatment for the second one because their body rejects the pregnancy otherwise? Well, the same, but since AOT medicine isn't that advanced, alphas women can only bear one child.

Omegas can bear multiple children and, mostly, they have multiple pregnancies. And, on top of that, omegas who mate with an alpha only produce "alphas" or "omegas"; the pureness of the quality isn't lost, and that's why most rich people make sure to force "only omegas x alphas relationships" with their kids because they want plenty of heirs, all pure breed.

Fun fact, in my mind, I think Ackerman are incapable of being anything else than alphas. So they all are.

To set an example, both Erwin and Levi are high-breed alphas. Hange is a regular alpha tending toward a "lower alpha," meaning they have more or the same amount of beta blood as alpha. That's why they imply that Levi might think of "bitching them" if they don't leave, as a joke. This is because Levi, as a high-breed, would have asserted dominance.

… I think that's all. Thank you for coming to my TED talk, lmao.

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nevsclowntown · 1 year

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would madara and iizuna have children with their respective partners in the founders omegaverse au? how would parenthood work out for them?

the sound i made as your ask came in was not of this world

so cracking knuckles here it comes

as for Madara, as soon as he's settled down and finds some peace within himself and within the village they build, he's ready for parenthood. I imagine that Madara loves children. Even before he started his own family, he took extra time to take care of the children of his clan. (I'm not going into depth of the Uchiha clan now ahh)

Anyway, Madara always wanted children, he just never thought the world would give him a chance to start a family. He believed they'd be stuck in war - not to mention the emotional trauma from being not good enough from his body parts alone. Madara ruled a family out.

Things changed way later and as soon as he settled he wants 5 or 25 children. Keep it up Hashirama!

I sketched out the first two children they are having later in life. Hitori (the older boy) - Hiroki (the younger boy) They eventually get a third one (which will be a girl) but after that Madara won't be able to get any more :(

Parenting works out surprisingly well. Madara's amazing with children - he's got a natural way with them and the kids do latch onto him most of the time. But he's not raising them alone. Hashirama has a bit of a problem dividing his attention at first. Two kids are a lot to watch out for at once.

After Madara told him that he's shocked that Hashirama can fight 8 enemies at once but not watch out for 2 children at a time, Hashirama went !!!!!!!!!! and started to treat raising kids a lot like watching out for enemies and now he's able to fully join childcare without breaking down because one kid does something he's not supposed to do while he needs to hold onto the other. Now he can juggle both of them.

A lot of times the kids will be with Hashirama at the Hokage office when Madara's out doing missions. When they are not with Hashirama in the office and Madara leaves, he drops them off at the Uchihan compound and they will be taken care of.

Now onto Izuna

Izuna ... doesn't really want kids. It's not so much that he doesn't want kids, he doesn't mind them, but he never wanted to be in a relationship in the first place. So he never gave kids much of a thought.

Izuna struggles a lot with the commitment to Tobirama and a child would feel like he was gonna bind himself to him and he's not ready for this for a LONG TIME.

Tobirama, on the other hand, does want a family. He'd like to have at least two children, but he's not pushing Izuna and the moment Izuna told him that he doesn't want any kids, Tobirama tries to say goodbye to these wishes.

I'll spare you from their rocky relationship story lmao, but eventually Izuna comes back around to the wish - and he also accidentally becomes pregnant. (Though it's a rather difficult time for the two of them at that stage, still he doesn't hate the idea so much anymore).

After a long consideration, they decide to keep the baby.

So Mahomi's born! Their daughter :( <3

Parenting wise, Tobirama does a lot because Izuna struggles the first months ... year ...s or so, but he's not neglectful, he just needs a bit more time to adjust. They find their rhythm though and Izuna's finding that, with Tobirama also there, he doesn't lose anything of himself and only gains something.

They do raise her together, of course, but Tobirama's got everything figured out much easier. When neither of them are there, Maho's mostly dropped off at Madara's. When Madara's not there, she goes into the Uchihan compound.

But that's rarely happening because at some point Tobirama concentrates more on research than beating people up on missions and he's at home a lot more.

They might, later down the street, even get a second child! But we'll see!

ANYWAY; THAT'S IT FOR NOW THANK YOU FOR YOUR ASK, THIS WAS MY PLEASURE

#hashimada #tobizu #madara uchiha #hashirama senju #tobirama senju #izuna uchiha #founders #omegaverse #foundersomegaverse #nevart #ask #anon #doodles #I AM LOSING MYSELF TALKIGN ABOUT THIS AU #I HOPE YOU HUMORED ME TALKING ABOUT IT #there might be a bit too much going into it lmao

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transboysokka · 2 months

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🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction?

🦷 ⇢ share some personal wisdom or a life hack you swear on

❄️ ⇢ what's your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best?

🧩 ⇢ what will make you click away from a fanfiction immediately?

🍬 ⇢ post an unpopular opinion about a popular fandom character

please and thank you 💗🤍

Fun!!

🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction?

Oh woW actually I have to think about this... I started out as like a real serious RPer like 15 years ago lol, first on Twitter and then on Tumblr. Like I was pretty much writing dozens of fanfics a week lol. I realized I couldn't devote so much of my life anymore to RPing like I used to but still wanted to be able to contribute like my own stories and takes to fandoms? So just naturally fell into writing fanfic instead.

🦷 ⇢ share some personal wisdom or a life hack you swear on

i guess Just Do It. I wrote 100k words last August without breaking a sweat because I'd just sit down and write everything in my head all stream of conscious style and go back and fix it later, but guess what, a lot of it was good from the getgo. Just trust yourself and also who cares if what you write is good or not, like I'm doing this mostly for myself idk about y'all.

❄️ ⇢ what's your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best?

Actually the one I'm working on for the Zukka big bang comes pretty close! It's the most ambitious outline I've ever made and I've been sitting on the idea close to half a year. It's unlike anything I've ever done but it's like a love letter to adult zukka, taiwanese culture, and plot-driving local religion/superstitions. I'm soooo stoked for you guys to see this when I can share it in August. Who'd write it best?? Only me, folks lmao *fingerguns*

🧩 ⇢ what will make you click away from a fanfiction immediately?

OOOOOOOO im the PICKIEST bitch about what i read, here's a short selection of what i WONT do lmaooo

soulmate au/coffeeshop au/high school au/college au/any modern au that feels way random or out of character or boring sorry

first person perspective

x reader shit

omegaverse

mpreg

if im reading the first couple paragraphs and im like HE WOULD NOT FUCKING SAY THAT then im sorry we're done

also im not a huge grammar snob but if it's so bad that it distracts me from the plot, im outta there

🍬 ⇢ post an unpopular opinion about a popular fandom character

I don't think this is SO unpopular, bless, but I cant get behind Zuko Is A Twink And Sokka Is A Big Masc Muscle Guy Who Can Carry Him In One Arm dynamics for soooooo many reasons..... like first there can be a lot of racism in there but also... are you seriously mischaracterizing and disrespecting Belt Matches His Bag guy THAT much???

#quesTian #xoxoxo

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ursafootprints · 1 year

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What’s a fic that you’d love to read but don’t want to write yourself? I know that’s not a question in any of your posts so no pressure to answer- I was curious after seeing your tags mention writing a superhero version of a storyline because it’s usually written as an AU!

HMMMM. Other than my answers here (endless post-NWH identity porn fix-its; sex pollen omegaverse teen pregnancy fic), the only one I can think of that I've batted around but don't actually have any desire to write is a pretty dark one-- I have idly thought about a fic wherein Peter gets captured and subjected to Various Abuses by Mysterio for a time and has a very hard time trusting that his rescue is real in the aftermath due to repeated illusory mindfuck bullshit Beck subjected him to?

So a Starker fic working through that (and Peter having some Very Unhealthy hypersexual coping mechanisms that are all tangled up with the fact that he doesn't quite trust that anything happening to him is real anymore) is something that I think would be super interesting, but probably too dark/exhausting to actually write. Particularly since I WOULD want it to have a happy ending (or at least, a hopeful one) and the premise is so fucked up that it would take waaaaaaaaay more investment to get there than I actually have in the idea.

I might uh. I might still write the first part (Captured And Subjected To Various Abuses) just for horny reasons/PWP though lmao.

(If this answer proves anything it's why I can't participate at all in general prompt memes or even prompt requests where I would be making the request, because all of my ideas are hyper-specific and I'm usually not compelled by anything that doesn't have some kind of Hook! For YNYD it was "bad guys made them do it (and everyone KNOWS,)" for Naturally it was "sex pollen (but Peter DOESN'T know,)" etc. etc. Obvs it does happen on occasion-- like a sinner was just blatant free use PWP-- but so many of my ideas start with 'so what psychological complexity would this allow me to explore,' lmao.)

Thank you for the ask!! 💖

#ursa asks #half-baked ideas #starker

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vampyrsm · 11 months

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tell us about your office au!!!

SO this is the one out of them all that I haven’t actually gotten much on yet, it’s just kind of opening it up

But anyway I’m a sucker for the whole pro hero boss bakugou & secretary reader thing lmao, and I wanted to rope that into the omegaverse to see how the dynamics would play out in that situation too

i’ve gone with the usual bakugou is a grumpy alpha but except for that one person (us hehe) & i think i’ve wrote somewhere in my notes that i have it so omegas aren’t really presented with opportunities to work with pros so closely like this. so bakugou is a little bewildered at some of the things reader does, like the natural kindness that comes with not just being his secretary but also trying to appease to his alpha

anyway. his work relationship with reader is playful bordering flirty, naturally. but in this one shot im probably go down the route of bakugou being hurt -> reader helps him but im cruel and im going to force reader into a sympathy heat hehe

this one will probably be something i work on after i finish my bigger abo project (the prison fic which is at 10k already and that’s just introductions so far)

WIP Ask Game

#— alex has mail !#— user mintmatcha #cw a/b/o #cw omegaverse

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unovanhunny · 2 years

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👉👈 can i ask more about the amnesia omegaverse pls? does emmet find out by just naturally recalling things, or does he find the blackmail himself, or maybe even gets shown the blackmail, with the kidnapper thinking that since he has amnesia he’d be disgusted with ingo and himself?

also. Do they just have chandelure straight up suck out this guys soul. I’m sure she’d be up for it lmao— but on that note, how are the pokemon reacting to this? Do they take the opportunity to inconvenience and/or maim the kidnapper at every moment, just shy of outright murder? Sorry ive just been turning this au in my head like a kabob its so good

So, Emmet never recovers any of his memories, they've been like psychically removed on purpose. He finds out about the Blackmail because Ingo tells him. Eventually, after Emmet has made it clear that he loves Ingo the way he used to and he demands to know. Ingo has been avoiding him and it Hurts and plays into Emmet's insecurities about being a burden. If he's too much and Ingo wants less to do with him, he at least wants to be told so and he can willingly back off. Ingo is upset that Emmet thinks that way at all and in the end confesses about their relationship being used against him. The Blackmailer really only has the power so long as Ingo doesn't tell anyone the truth, so at least it can't be used against him for Emmet anymore. That doesn't mean the threat doesn't still hold power over his career and other relationships. How will the public react to finding out that the Subway Bosses are a bonded pair? How will their friends and family? Coworkers and employees? Ingo can't risk this info getting out. For the record, while we haven't completely figured out what the blackmail Is I wanna say part of it is definitely text message records where the twins are just extremely unmistakably gay and bonded partners.

Tbh Ingo's pokemon are not At All Thrilled about everything that's been happening but they Trust their trainer. Especially with the distress of having Emmet missing for a time and not remembering them when he gets back just concerning them more. And those who Did try got to see Ingo punished for their behavior. That pretty much scared them all away from antagonizing. Except Chandalure legit would have straight up soul-sucked the blackmailer if given the chance because not even Ingo would be able to prevent her from protecting him in the best way she knows how. No matter how much confusion and stress there is involved, she doesn't like that Ingo is unhappy. So she's kept away from him so she doesn't cause problems.

The way they finally DO get rid of the Blackmailer is an alpha fight between him and Emmet. Because this guy has done horrible unspeakable things to both of them. Emmet wins but doesn't kill him. At least not intentionally. Its one of those cases of internal injuries being Bad and going untended and succumbing to internal bleeding. So Emmet is responsible, but he didn't directly kill him.

They're both angry about the situation and want to help but before a certain point literally all they can so is watch things happen.

#blankshipping #ingo #emment #chandelure #amnesia emmet blankship au #ku over the speaker #my art

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misdre · 3 years

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misi's beyblade AUs masterpost

i like making AUs, i have many of them, here's a post of them from oldest to newest. (at least approximately) (the ones that got no art of them have photos from unsplash. i just enjoy setting the mood)

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Magical boy AU takao is an ordinary middle schooler who one day gets dragoon the magical spinning top from a cute little azure dragon, seiryuu, and transforms into a magical boy to protect the world from evil for some cosmic reasons that i haven't come up with yet. the rest of the characters have similar powers from their holy beasts and takao needs to gather up his team to fight the evil and. you get the drill is there art of it? yes 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7 is there a fic of it? no note: i originally created this just because i like designing the outfits so i haven't planned the story much (this used to be my main focus but then 4kingdoms happened GJSDHGHSDG) i'd want to though, i'll get back to it eventually...at some point...... one of the charm points of this AU is that the holy beasts are these digimon-like animals that hang out with the characters and each have their own personalities.

Fairy tale monster AU takao and gramps live in a cabin in the middle of a forest full of monsters and takao decides one day to venture out to look for a silver-haired boy he once saw, he meets up with the other BBA characters one by one in the grim woods. is there art of it? no is there a fic of it? yes note: my oldest halloween fic. the characters are all these different cute spooky creatures and it's intended to sound like a fairy tale.

One day, he determined that the time was ripe: Takao decided to leave for an adventure. For his grandfather was old, it was not at all unusual for him to lay down to bed before sundown. Once the hut had fallen in drowsy silence, Takao packed his one and only bag with what little he felt he needed, took his cap and jacket, and stepped over the doorsill. He had left the safe warmth of the hut behind.

Royal fantasyverse AU (the tale of four kingdoms) takes place in a fantasy universe with four kingdoms (east, west, south & north) created by the four holy beasts, in an era where each kingdom happens to be ruled by an exceptionally young king due to their respective circumstances. when the four meet for the first time, a snowball of events is set in motion that's going to affect all four kingdoms. is there art of it? yes 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7 is there a fic of it? yes 1 / 2 note: like a period drama with magic and gay and tons of worldbuilding. probably has way too many mysteries for the boys to solve because i have no self control when it comes to creating twists. this is The one AU that i have crammed every usable canon character into, i need enough people to inhabit four fucking countries

After creating the four lands, the holy beasts created people to inhabit them. Because the beasts were celestial beings and couldn't but guard people and the world they lived in from far above, they needed human vessels to lead the four nations. Thus they created four kings who would rule over other people using the four beast’s powers. The four kings were neither human nor gods, but something between – they were messengers, or icons, of the four holy beasts.

Omegaverse AU a canon divergence AU (i guess??) where genders are replaced by A/B/O and everyone being either canine or feline. max is a late bloomer canine and finds out he's the only alpha of the BBA boys thanks to a certain feline omega. is there art of it? not really but i do have dog boy max and cat boy rei art (which are a bit too cute for this kinkfest. i mean they're obviously aged up for the real thing.) 1 / 2 is there a fic of it? it's been in the works for like, five years but i always shy away from finishing it note: it's omegaverse, it's exactly what you'd expect. the smut is so filthy i've been too embarrassed to even post it. hiromi is also an alpha by the way

Coffee shop AU highschooler rei goes on a venture to hit on a local Hot University Teacher and coffee shop owner judy in a cafe owned by her, ends up receiving a bunch of flirty cups of latte from barista max working there. is there art of it? no is there a fic of it? yes note: i mean, rei being into blonde MILFs is pretty much canon

Now that Rei looked at the boy more carefully, he realised his hair was just as fair and eyes just as blue as he knew Judy Mizuhara's to be. Maybe they were related? It wasn't that strange if Judy had hired a relative's kid to help out at the shop, right? He certainly looked American, but he had spoken Japanese. And then, all of a sudden, the boy turned to look back to him. Startled, Rei blinked his own golden brown eyes and shifted them back to his now empty cup. God, it was rude to stare at someone, wasn't it? He'd been too deep in thought to even notice doing it. Not that the boy had looked judgmental – he only seemed to wear a smile.

Soulmate AU max keeps having dreams with peculiar scenarios about a boy named rei. one day he borrows a book on soulmates from hiromi and finds a chapter talking about meeting your soulmate in the realm of dreams. is there art of it? no is there a fic of it? yes note: i don't even care for soulmate AUs, this was my own dare to myself to find a single soulmate trope that interested in me enough to write a thing of it.

Max was walking through a crowded airport, carrying a heavy backpack with him. He had never been to this airport in his life, but somehow he knew exactly where he was, and where he was supposed to go. And he was in a hurry, and Rei had at some point emerged from the crowd, as usual, keeping up with him without bumping into any of the people that should have blocked his way. “I'm sorry, this is probably my fault,” Rei said. “I haven't even travelled in ages anymore, but these dreams just keep coming back to haunt me.”

Chess player AU rei is a young chinese chess champion participating in the world junior championships, ends up falling for the american chess prodigy max somehow in the process and is determined to get to play against him again. is there art of it? no is there a fic of it? yes note: so this is one of the weirder ones i've done. it was inspired simply by me having a very vivid mental image of a scene of them playing dramatic chess together. this is probably my most underrated AU even by myself, i think the writing is pretty solid for such a short story of a topic i know practically nothing about

As a child, Rei had initially been taught to play xiàngqí, a Chinese game much more popular back in his home country; but chess with its refined, uniquely shaped pieces was love at first sight for the young Rei. He was a fast thinker and had amazing concentration skills once he set his mind on something, and he also had an outstanding memory, making it easy to memorise game patterns he once saw and then use them for his advantage. This all granted him natural talent in chess. But despite his skill, he had a bad habit of easily losing his temper and becoming indecisive once his focus wavered. Also, he was just a tad bit too sentimental. These traits often became his worst enemy in important matches, much worse than the actual opposing player. Keep your cool. Focus. Play well.

Flower shop + fake dating AU yuriy doesn't really know anything about flowers but is working part-time in a flower shop for the easy cash. he keeps getting a pair of weird customers who ask about flower language for hypothetical situations. is there art of it? not by myself and i don’t have a link to the fanart made of it unfortunately is there a fic of it? yes note: did i write this for valentine's day? i feel like i maybe did. this is my only AU (and fic in general) so far that's about a non-BBA character as the main lmao

“So, I need some advice for a particular situation,” the customer then began, idly tapping the counter with his hand. “I mean, not a real situation, of course – hypothetically speaking, if someone was just pretending to be going out with another person, but they weren't really going but it just needed to seem that way to everyone else, what kinda flowers would get the message through?” Possibly an idiot, Yuriy concluded his analysis. “So you need suitable flowers for a date,” he stated, shooting his eyes at his notes about common flower-usage.

Classical music AU (the heart that i love) max is a piano prodigy attending a classical music college that holds annual music competitions for the students. he's got some haters for being the son of a world-known pianist who's one of the teachers, but he also ends up having a budding romance with rei the mysterious chinese violinist. is there art of it? yes 1 / 2 is there a fic of it? yes note: the origin of this was my "max and mao are besties" college AU. then it got mixed in with my thirst for classical instruments and max being bullied.

Max isn’t exactly a synesthet, but he has always been able to see music as pictures – as entire sceneries, as great adventures. This tendency of his emerges especially strong whenever he’s learning to play a new piece on the piano; as he moves along the melody, the scenery is also being built around him like a jigsaw puzzle, creating a complete picture piece by piece; and once he has mastered the song, he’s able to freely traverse and immerse himself in the world inside that puzzle. Some pieces have a more relaxed or soothing scenery than others, some are exciting and thrilling – even deliciously sinister in the way that a good horror film can be. Setting himself down in front of a piano is always an invitation to a world of his choice.

Bakeneko AU after moving to a small rural town in japan, max hits his head and starts seeing things, such as a weird white cat following him around. after a while, he's convinced that he's being haunted. is there art of it? yes is there a fic of it? yes note: another halloween AU, a more surreal one where max is human and rei is. well. not

Max kept walking, his eyes still on the narrow road. He hadn't noticed while deep in thought, but it really was quiet that evening. The sun had nearly set by now, leaving the sky striped with the dusk of the approaching nightfall. There was no wind to rustle the treetops, no birds chirping, nothing. Only the sound of Max's own footsteps on the pavement, and the matching sound that followed. Followed. What if someone actually was following him? A sudden, violent chill struck down Max's spine, causing his hair to stand on end. He stopped. After a short delay, the steps also stopped.

Genderbend AU a canon divergence AU where everyone's a different gender from canon (duh). starts off as an alternate version of the g-revolution world championships where the girls meet for the first time and befriend each other. rei is a professional model in addition to being a blader in the baihus, and max from the PPB is delighted to be able to battle her. she has no idea that rei has fallen for her at first sight, though. is there art of it? yes 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 is there a fic of it? it's... in the works. note: i created this because i wanted to design attractive girls, what about it. absolutely partial to maxine's huge badonkadonks.

It wasn’t like Rei hadn’t already taken notice of her before, given that they were participating in the same world championship tournament, but the real turning point was the first time they stood on the opposing sides of a bey stadium. It was the day when the match-up roster signalled the match between the Chinese team and the American team, the Baihus versus the PPB All Starz; and despite both teams consisting of five players, it came down to, to Rei’s immense joy, the tag team of Rai and herself against the two most interesting US players, Rikki Anderson and Mizuhara Maxine.

Vampire & merboy AU rei is a starved vampire just about to end his own life when he meets merboy max at a forest lake. is there art of it? of max yes is there a fic of it? yes note: yet another halloween monster AU, this time they are both monsters though. this one’s a pretty grim one i have to admit

Rei succumbed into deep thought, considering his few options, when something grabbed his unsuspecting hand. Something yanked him forward in one mad splash and forced not only the rest of his arm but also his shoulders and head underwater. Half a second later Rei, so badly startled that he’d come close to slipping into insanity, found himself staring at a pair of bright blue eyes only inches away from his own face. His other hand and lower body still firmly on land, Rei pulled himself back with strength that he didn’t even know his weak body still contained. As he did, he also pulled up whatever was clutching his hand, which turned out to be another hand – a white hand with elongated, dirty fingers, so sharp at the tips that they looked like daggers.

Mafia AU max is the boss of the BBA mafia family, rei is a hitman and max's right hand man, the rest have various roles in the organisation. salima, mariam and some other girls (at least) are reporters doing investigative journalism on organised crime who get interested in covering the story of a group of russian elite detectives doing a thorough investigation of the BBA. is there art of it? of rei and max yes 1 / 2 / 3 is there a fic of it? it's in the works but it's just a gratuitous reimax smut note: this is a story i wish existed but this kind of police investigation action thing is so not my genre of expertise. that's why i'm just doing a PWP of my boys and the rest exists on conceptual level

“Did you know,” Salima said, perfectly peppy about it, “that there are secret underground auctions for stolen artwork that’s sold in the black market? Not just online auctions in the dark web but actual, physical events held somewhere in the city! Isn’t that so intriguing? Can you imagine how an event like that would look like, Max?” Max can – in fact, he doesn’t need to imagine. But he’d rather not think about it; the memories bring the familiar taste of bile in his mouth and make his gut curdle with a mixture of disgust and very particular guilt. The mere thought of it makes him set his coffee aside and bring a hand between his tightly shut eyes.

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the next thing i come up with? who knows............

#bey things #i am only moderately insane #so i'm a person who never reads her own writing #but for this post i did. i read my old oneshots #and i wasn't disgusted by them!! actually i was rather impressed with them!!!#i didn't know such a feeling existed. to read your old writing #and be like how nice! writing of my OTP just the way i want it!#genuinely i was charmed by the soulmate AU because i'd forgotten most of it #bc i was so embarrassed about it for some reason? but it was a very nice story

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rougaroules · 2 years

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Request Guidelines

Requests: OPEN

Hey! I’m Rou—a relatively new writer in the Arcane fandom. I’ve recently begun to try my hand at Reader POV stories, and I’ve found that I quite enjoy writing them! I wanted to put together a handy-little guide as to what I’m willing to write, my comforts and strengths, and some of my weaknesses. When submitting a request, you can be as detailed or as vague as you would like when it comes to the reader-insert and the plot.

If I see one that sticks out to me (either as something I’m comfortable with already, or would simply like to give a try), I’m more than happy to write it, but a submission is not a guarantee that it’ll get done!

Take a look under the cut for more information!

Characters

The people I’m comfortable writing~ They go in descending order, from the people I’m most practiced with to those I’m least practiced with!

Sevika

Grayson

Jinx*

Caitlyn Kiramman

Ambessa Medarda

Mel Medarda

Polyamory OK!

* Will not write explicit content for Jinx as she’s underage (in my country, at least) in the series. It’s just a matter of comfort for me!

I would prefer to write female characters for any of my reader stories. I’m not against writing a trans-headcanon of characters that appear traditionally masculine in the series, but I would prefer not to because I don’t really identify as trans myself, despite being non-binary (I pass feminine/androgynous and don’t deal with many “trans” issues or experiences myself despite having mild dysphoria, if that makes sense?)

Reader

I will only write female reader content. However, you’re welcome to suggest any attributes or personalities or whatnot when you submit your request. Again, I’m a bit uncomfortable with writing a trans-reader just because I’m unfamiliar with the experience, but it’s not a hard-no.

I will not write explicit/suggestive content with an underage reader. Please respect my boundaries!

Scenarios & Ratings

Happy to write any rating, with any sort of tone (though I’m least practiced with fluff-content and most practiced with hurt/comfort, angst, or just generally moody tones). I would prefer not to write too AU, as I do like Arcane and it’s setting, but IDK for the right prompt I could definitely do something like a modern-AU or whatnot.

If your request is explicit, I do have some boundaries:

OK with the following kinks/scenes/dynamics

Power-play, Domination/Submission***

Consensual Voyeurism/Exhibitionism

Bondage

Mild Pain-play

Edging/Teasing

Mild Pet-play (Collars, Leashes—not really behavior?)

***I’m okay with writing a reader with an age difference between the character and them, but I won’t write age-play/regression or anything that implies the reader is underage. Having a depth of experience between characters can be hot to me, but not when it comes off as pedophilic.

NOT OK with the following kinks/scenes/dynamics

Age-play/regression

Scat

Teacher/Student

Mother/Daughter

Inflation and other fetish content?

List is not exhaustive, if you have a question feel free to ask but if it’s kind of out there the answer is probably no. I’m kind of vanilla myself, so I’m a bit of a baby when it comes to kink-content LMAO.

IDK how I feel, so suggest it, but don’t be surprised if I’m not down?

Omegaverse (Maybe with Non-traditional Dynamics, but IDK)

Breeding kinks

Harem

List is not exhaustive, if you have a question feel free to ask!

I also actually prefer not to do “imagine” style posts as I’m, by nature, a bit of a lengthy writer? Imagines are a little too short for me to feel super at ease doing them!

Requests will be filled and posted to my account on AO3, and promoted in a link with the summary/original request/and other basic information on my tumblr! They’ll be tagged with #request, so you can easily search for them!

#arcanefandom #arcane requests #requests open!#arcanefic #arcane x reader #rougaroules

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pamgkrthwrites · 3 years

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Omegaverse Headcannons

Hello everyone! I know it’s been a time. I having some bad writer’s block because of my medication. I’ve been writing some rambles lately to keep those skills but nothing has really come to mind, besides omegaverse brain rot lmao.

This will be divided up into headers based on topic with Omegaverse so if you only want to see a certain thing from my take then you can scroll down to that.

While I am here, I would like to note Omegaverse is not my oringal idea, however everyone does, can and is allowed to have their own take on the inner workings of Omegaverse. This post is my takes mixed from my view of the AU trope and writing I’ve seen from this trope.

If you feel uncomfortable by M!Preg, that will under the Male Omega section and it’s only briefly mentioned.

I might add more later if it comes to mind.

Now lets get into this!

Setting

Omegaverse is a AU trope where everyone has a secondary gender that can affect their personality. These is Alpha, Beta and Omega. Population wise, Alpha’s take up 33%, Omega’s 33%, and Beta’s by 34%. We will be diving into what makes them different in their own sections. Just like in our world, people can be born with the incorrect secondary gender. When one is born, doctors can tell by the size of the glands - located on their necks - on what the secondary gender the person will be. People start submitting a scent when they start puberty and will start heats or ruts around this time as well. In this world, periods are not a thing.

Secondary Gender - Alpha

Alpha’s glands are the biggest compared to Omega’s and Beta’s. However when born, Alpha’s usually have flat glands. Throughout puberty their glands will start to swell up. This is a highly noticeable change, it just makes their necks look a bit thicker. Alpha’s have a strong personality type, they can loud, controlling, and dominating. They are meant to supply for their family and protect them. Alpha’s go into ruts for a full 7 day week every 3 months. This can make them more protective of their mate/partner, usually leads to them having the need to breed their mate/partner, and can lead them to have a more destructive. Their scent is the strongest and can be connected to a outdoor activity like a campfire however this still must reflect their overall personality.

Male Alphas take up 51% of the Alpha population. They are taller then female alphas, male and female betas and male and female omegas. Male Alphas only have male genitalia. They can breed with Female Alphas, Female Betas and Male and Female Omegas.

Female Alpha take up 49% of the Alpha population. They are taller than male and female betas and male and female omegas but shorter then male alphas. Female Alphas have male and female genitalia and have breasts. They can breed with Male and Female Alphas, Male and Female Betas, and Male and Female Omegas.

Secondary Gender - Beta

Beta’s glands are the smallest glands compared to Alpha’s and Omega’s. A beta’s glands when born are small and flat and throughout puberty do not change is size. Beta’s have a helper like personality. People who are beta’s are more likely to help out any Alpha or Omega. Just like Omega’s they will follow any order given out by a Alpha and just like Alpha’s will help out any Omega they is any need of help from danger. They are meant to be the middle rank between Alpha’s and Omega’s, helpers, but also the average person compared to our world. A everyday Joe. Beta’s do not go into ruts or heats. They can help a Alpha’s rut or and a Omega’s heat. Their scent is the weakest and can be connected to work supplies but still needs to be reflective of their personality.

Male Betas take up 50% of the Beta population. They are smaller than Male and Female Alpha and are taller than Female Betas, and Male and Female Omegas. Male Betas only have male genitalia. They can breed with female Alphas, Female Betas, and Male and Female Omegas.

Female Betas take up 50% of the Beta population. They are smaller than Male and Female Alphas, and Male Betas, and are taller than Male and Female Omegas. Female Betas only have female genitalia and breasts. They can breed with Male and Female Alphas, Male Betas, and Male Omegas.

Secondary Gender - Omega

Omega’s galnds are as long as a Alpha’s but do not swell up just like a Beta’s. When born, doctor’s can identify them as the glands are closed until puberty when the swell open. They do not make the neck look bigger. Omega’s have a weak personality type, they are usually soft spoken, submissive, and caring. They are meant to have children, look after children, and take care of the home.Omega’s go into once a months for 3 to 5 days. This leads them to want to breed with their mate/partner, can make them isolate themselves, and leaves the feeling they are hungry. They scent is weaker than a Alpha’s but stronger than a Beta’s and usually smells like food and/or plants but still has to connect with their personality. Omega’s have a nest. It can be placed anyway within their home and made however the Omega wants. It usually has pillows, blankest and plushies within it’s pile. Omega’s use this nest to calm down their scent and it is recommended a Omega spend 1 hour within their nest.

Male Omegas take up 49% of the Omega population. They are shorter then Alphas and Betas but taller than Female Omegas. Male Omegas have male and female genitalia and can have female breasts for 1 year after giving birth. They can breed with Male and Female Alphas, Male and Female Betas and Female Omegas.

Female Omegas take up 51% of the Omega population. They are shorter than all Alphas, Betas, and males. They only have female genitalia and breasts. They can breed with Male and Females Alpha, and Male Betas and Omegas.

Secondary Gender - Trans Issues

It is not unheard of that one can change their secondary gender. This can be caused by one parent’s scent influencing the scent glands of the unborn child, but this is not the only way. Born Omegas or Betas at birth that transition to Alpha are mocked as “wanna be Alphas”. Alpha and Betas that transition to Omega are mocked as “weaklings among the pack”. Alpha and Omegas that transition to Beta are looked down upon and are seen as social outcasts. Even though rights are there for this people, there is sadly always going to people who think it’s unnatural. These people within Omegaverse are real, and even though I have headcannon on what they get called I have not seen anyone do writings of this nature.

Courting

Courting within Omegaverse culture can be hard depending on the genders but it can be done. Here I will explain how each secondary gender would court another secondary gender. Polygamous Mates are a thing but their courting situation is a private matter which usually involves a lot of talks. It can start with a couple adding one or them all starting at the same time.

Alpha Courting Alpha can go by two ways. Alpha A can challenge Alpha B and if Alpha A loses ask for help how to train better but if Alpha A wins they can state it was fun, they can help Alpha B, and say they respect them see them as equals. Alphas are usually fights for dominance so if they express they respect them and see each other as equals it shows they have feelings for each other.

Alpha Courting Beta goes by the Alpha offering to help the Beta and express they see them as powerful as a Alpha. Alpha’s are usually asking Beta’s for help and so by them offering them help they are respecting their place. Also by them saying they see them as powerful as a Alpha means they have at the very least been keeping their eye on said Beta which show interest.

Alpha Courting Omega usually takes by the Alpha giving the Omega a hand made gift with their scent on it. It means they put in the effort to do a typical Omega thing and are willing to put in the effort to do something for said Omega. Gifts also have different meanings. A simple card could mean the Alpha does not have funds, time or skill to make them a item but still want to spend time with them. A iteam that cause be used like a basket could mean the Alpha is giving them a gift that even if the Alpha and Omega do not last they can still use the gift. If the Alpha makes the jewelry, it can mean they want the Omega to think about them but also dress them up.

Beta Courting Alpha can be hard but is not impossible. A Beta should never compare the Alpha to the Beta or the Beta to the Alpha as it can send the message they undermine said Alpha. Instead a Beta goes out of their way to spend time with them and will ask for help on some tasks and ask them to hang out with them. This sends the message the Beta thinks of the Alpha highly.

Beta Courting Beta is very simple and reflects our lives. As Betas reflect a normal human the most, and Beta courting Beta situation is going to intake Beta A asking out Beta B. Very simple.

Beta Courting Omega is also very simple. Beta’s have many different ways to court a Omega and all of them can work. It can be as simple as asking them out, making them a gift, asking a Omega for help on sometimes, cooking for the Omega, and asking the Omega to scent something for the Beta.

Omega Courting Alpha is very simple as well. It is usually done by the Omega asking the Alpha to scent something for their nest or make them a charm that reflects their scent.

Omega Courting Beta can offer to make the Beta something, offer to help them with a task, and ask them to scent something for their nest to court their beta of choice.

Omega Courting Omega is probably the most simple and goes along with just how Omega’s court as a whole. They will ask for another Omega to scent something for their nest. If they do mean strictly as friends they can say they trust them a lot as a friend.

Packs

Packs are usually formed by 1 Alpha, sometimes 2 Alpha of different first genders. These packs with have 50-50 on Alphas and Betas and a single Omega. This Omega could be tied to the leader of the Pack via them being mates, or they could be a Pack’s Omega where they have mate marks from everyone within the pack. This is different from Polygamous Mates, it is just the Omega is Polygamous. An Omega in a Pack is usually brought in after the formation of the Pack to make sure no Alphas fight for leader.

Mates

Mates are very simple and are across the board agreed upon but I still wanted to add it in. Mates are formed after years of courting. The two parties bite each other on one of their glands. This will stay as long as they are together. If they were the split up the mark will turn into a scab and soon fall off.

Omega Depression

Omega Depression can only happen to Omegas. There is no Alpha Depression or Beta Depression. Omega depression can happen if a Omega has not been in their nest for 5 days, if a Alpha hurts them, or if they Mate/Partner cheats on them or dies or hurts them emotionally. Omega Depression cause the Omega’s scent to turn to smell of vinegar mixed with vodka first day, them to start to forget to drink water the day after, and if 5 days go by then their body starts to crash. This can cause the Omega to stop showing affection to their mate/partner. If an Omega does not get help by day 15 to 25 they die. How an Omega can recover from a Omega Depression is going to their nest, spending time and getting scented by their mater/partner or family memeber, going to a Omega Help Center, or worse case, the hospital.

#Omgeaverse #I may have over did it #I tried watching a stream while writhing this but this page was taking up SO much wifi #So much is here #i could write a whole essay #I did math while writing this #abo

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