#presenting as omega

[powerbottomzoro]

FtCB! Episode 6

Cut 2

//We Used To Be Mad Love

Zoro gets after school detention. Additional Warnings: light bullying

“This is fucking humiliating!” griped Zoro loudly. With a frown, he stared out the side window, the streets floated by, house after house slid by impassive to his woes, and a raven croaked mockingly. The world was against him. “I’m a grown-ass man,” he sulked and crossed his arms.

“I doubt that,” Mihawk said equally impassive, his hawk eyes locked onto the street and passing cars. “And watch your language.” The old hearse, lovingly called Barcao Ataúd by Perona, was a modified ’65 Cadillac and made to glide through the city. The outside was painted in a deep black and polished spotless, accents shined almost neon-green in comparison. The catholic symbols of crosses, hellfire, and the dance macabre drawn tastefully on its side added to the eerie charism. A bringer of death. The inside, of course, was luxuriously furnished. Seats ridiculously comfortable and heated, the footwell lined with lambswool, the leather embossed with similarly eerie symbols, the dashboard from heavy wood remodeled to fit a new hi-fi system. The massive ship of a car reigned supreme over any and all traffic like a Spanish galleon owed the Atlantic.

“That’s your problem, not mine,” hissed Zoro back and slid deeper into the seat, wide and cushy like an armchair. The backpack rested in the footwell and his legs draped around it, the vast spaciousness refuting that this was merely a car. The radio was turned off and the motor was barely audible. The cold silence crawled under Zoro’s skin, an effective way for his father to dismiss everything. Vexatious on purpose, a stubborn fool if ever Zoro had met one, and always happy to make his children’s life worse. Today was no exception. “This is the fucking worst!” Zoro cursed out, exaggerated the one word all these old …

- continue on Ao3 -

[kathaynesart]

Don’t mind me! Just dying over the sweet little package I got from @elliwoods !!! Look at the 2AL Boys!! I want to use this keychain so badly and I’m terrified of losing it! Plus that little Omega drawing?? I’m done for!

[yukipri]

The Bad Butch

or, my take on an older Omega!

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The lil story behind the premise of why I felt inspired to draw this:

Mum: I’m looking for a calendar of that show u like, but I keep getting calendars of random women...

Me: What show?

Mum: the Bad Butch

Me: ...the Bad BATCH?

And then I go over and see that yes, her amzon search is indeed bringing up calendars of random women, but the kicker is, they aren’t even butches. The search has decided that mum wants to see Bad Bitch calendars instead.

So there are no Batches, not even Butches, only Bitches. A tragedy...

(meanwhile, mum, who is Japanese: I hate English)

[fatkish]

Alpha Erasermic x Mortem Omega Reader: Rehabilitating an Omega

Reader is entered into an Omega facility

These facilities are made and operated by Omegas, for Omegas. These facilities are created to help Omegas find mates as well as give them a safe place to have their heats

These facilities also act as a sort of apartment complex for omegas. As well as a rehabilitation center for any that were abused or rescued

Reader was found by police, living on the streets and had become feral, meaning they were completely lost to and driven by their instincts and would attack any alpha that tried to interact with them

Due to the reader’s aggression and violence, Omegas from the center were called, the reader was tranquilized via a gas canister (it’s the only safe way to successfully deal with someone who’s gone feral without getting anybody hurt of killed)

The reader was admitted to the rehabilitation program that focuses on having reputable alphas come in and work with these omegas and help them by providing and being a positive example of an alpha, healing the mistrust an omega may have

The reader being a Mortem meant that they needed the best for the job

Aizawa didn’t have an omega of his own, he was too busy with all his responsibilities. But when he was younger, he signed up for the program due to his alpha’s natural affinity for being docile and rational. He is one of the top alphas in the rehabilitation program, as he has helped many omegas learn to overcome their trauma and fear towards alphas

But he’s never actually been interested and desired to mate with one of the omegas, until he met the reader

He had brought Hizashi, just in case as a backup.

The way the rehabilitation program works is that each alpha that’s available in the program will give a scent sample (a small cloth covered in their scent) that the omega workers will collect and bring back to the omegas

The omegas will be brought into a room one by one or the cloths will be brought to them and the omega will pick whichever cloth has the most alluring or best scent

Since reader is a Mortem, the staff brought the clothes to them, but the reader thrashed against the door in anger and it seemed as though the reader would reject every single one

Due to a Mortem’s unpredictable and often times violent nature, Mortems that cannot find an alpha are often euthanized (given a lethal injection)

It isn’t right and is a very hard to stomach process, but it was the Omega community that decided that it was a necessary mercy, since a Mortem’s heats are extremely painful without an alpha and they would slowly and painfully die as their body shut down from the stress of enduring too many heats alone and unaided

This is why, when the reader stopped thrashing and silence had taken over the area, only to be disrupted by chuffing and deep clicks, the workers were thrilled

The reader had actually managed to find an alpha’s scent that they didn’t react aggressively towards. This alpha in question was non other than Aizawa Shouta

When Aizawa was brought back to one of the meeting rooms to wait in, the expected the reader to walk straight towards his scent, but they didn’t

Hizashi was in another room with other alphas who were waiting for various omegas. The reader had caught another scent that they liked and began to follow that one. Upon seeing the reader not head straight for the room Aizawa was waiting in, the staff were curious and concerned. The reader ended up following Hizashi’s scent into the waiting room

Chaos erupted. The reader began snarling and trying to attack any alpha that got close, the alpha’s, understanding the situation, all fled the room. When Hizashi tried to leave, the reader got in his way. Staring him down, the reader slowly approached and began sniffing him, chuffing and making deep appreciative clicks

When Aizawa got into the room, he saw the reader nuzzling Hizashi’s neck. After seeing that, the workers allowed Aizawa and Hizashi to take the reader home with them

Once they got home, they showed the reader an empty room where they could build their nest, the reader got to work build their nest right away. Hizashi and Aizawa provided soft blankets, pillows of various sizes and shapes, etc.

When Hizashi and Aizawa are gone and out of the house, the Reader steals Aizawa’s underwear and nuzzles into the crotch part of it, since is has the most concentration of Aizawa’s natural musk

Reader sneaks out to collect the softest fabric materials and takes them back to their nest

Reader will snarl, growl and lunge at them if they try to enter their nest without the reader’s permission

Hizashi will lay on top of the reader, nuzzling their neck and crooning softly to them. He’ll purr and rumble to them, releasing a calming and happy pheromone signifying his alpha is happy

Aizawa is all too happy to simply sleep with the reader on his chest, their face tucked into his neck as one of his arms is wrapped around them

Hizashi will stand outside the reader’s door and whine like a puppy, even when the reader is in heat. When his alpha wants access to his omega, be it simply to dote on and care for the omega or even to f~~~ the living daylights out of them, he’ll whine

Aizawa is a bit more stern. If the reader is being particularly fussy and is ignoring them, he’ll drag the reader out of their room and give them a deep warning growl if they try to resist, he’ll then give the reader a proper dicking down, making sure the poor omega cries and screams in pleasure and ecstasy

Aizawa’s cock is thicker than Hizashi’s, but Hizashi’s is longer than Aizawa’s. When Aizawa knots the reader, Hizashi will let the reader mouth at his cock and balls, nipping at Hizashi’s scent glands in his thighs

Aizawa is rougher than Hizashi is normally and his knot is thicker, but Hizashi’s knot lasts longer. Aizawa will often let Hizashi go first to help stretch the reader’s walls.

Hizashi is whiny and possessive yet passionate and loving during his ruts. He may growl at Aizawa when he enters but quickly realizes that it’s just his other mate and then he’s calm

Aizawa is rough and very possessive but can be gentle and sweet. There are times when Aizawa doesn’t recognize Hizashi when he knots the reader, this leads to him snarling at Hizashi and Hizashi doesn’t take that lightly

Hizashi can be a rough dom and more often than not, Aizawa is on the receiving end of Hizashi’s dominate side. When Aizawa growls at him during his ruts when his knot is locked deep inside the reader, Hizashi will happily take the chance to remind Aizawa that they are equals by f~~~ing him deep

All in all, the Alpha pair love the reader and you are so very happy and in love with your wonderful and strong mates

[animeomegas]

Ideal Valentines Day - Omega! Aizawa, Mic, Toshinori, Dabi

A/N: For the anon who asked <3 I wasn't vibing with Shiggy today, so I left him off. I feel like these all ended up being home dates, but I think being a hero or villain makes those easier lol. There are hints of n-sfw, but it's non-descriptive and very tame.

Aizawa

Actions speak louder than words for Aizawa, and I think his preferred love language for receiving affection is Acts of Service.

He has no need for material items, and that goes doubly for anything covered in hearts. I don't think he's a massive fan of chocolate. And flowers are just another thing that he has to sort out and try to keep alive as long as he can. No, he much prefers practical care on Valentine's day.

He wants you to pick him up from UA after work so he doesn't have to drive, a warm cup of his favourite coffee, far sweeter than his image would suggest, ready for him.

He wants to go straight home of course. When he walks through the door, he would love to see the house sparkling clean and tidy. It lifts a burden off him that he didn't even know was there.

There's no fancy outfits with him. He wants to immediately get changed into the comfiest clothes he has, and he would love if you did the same.

Dinner should 100% be his favourite takeaway, eaten on the couch, of course.

I don't know why, but I don't get the vibe that Aizawa is that interested in sex on Valentines Day. I think he'd prefer the intimacy to come from a shared bath or a massage.

And ideally the night ends early, so he can face tomorrow well rested, for once in his life.

Mic

Hizashi loves cheesy romance, he lives for cheesy romance! He eats, sleeps, and breathes it!

I think receiving gifts is something he loves, so get him a pink teddy bear, get him a comically oversized chocolate bar, get him a sappy card filled with cheesy love poems (bonus if you write them yourself.) He loves it all.

He also wants to be at home, because he's worried about people recognising him and interrupting the date.

He would love, love, love if he came home to a trail of rose petals to follow, he's always wanted to do that!

I think he'd enjoy cooking dinner together, just making a mess, playing around, listening to music.

Please pull him to dance with you, he will melt.

Once the food is eaten and the mess left for tomorrow, I think he'd want to do some sort of activity. A board game, a video game, painting together, anything! He's having fun as long as he's with you.

And then... well he's certainly not going to complain if one of your gifts to him was lingerie or a new 'toy'. And it would be rude to not try them out 😏

Toshinori

His idea of romance is old school. He developed his taste mostly from films, rather than experience, after all.

He wants roses so badly. He can't decide if it's more romantic to get a dozen roses, or just one, so he'll let you decide.

I think something private would be more meaningful to him because he's spent his life in the spotlight.

He wants you to meet him at the door with a rose/bouquet of roses, and then lead him into the living room of your home, where you've laid out a fancy dinner.

He wants the fancy dinner table to be set to the nines, he wants candles, champagne, and some food that he can eat. He wants classical music playing in the background.

And then he wants you to pull out his chair for him and wine and dine him until he's completely smitten, not that that's hard.

He doesn't mind if you order the food, but he'd prefer if you either made it by hand, or had it ordered from a special place as opposed to just off a food delivery app. He wants everything to feel special.

The best way to finish the night after dinner is with a movie. One of his favourite films, probably a ridiculous American action film or terrible romcom.

He needs some good old fashioned cuddling at the same time of course.

And because he's getting old, he wants to spend the final moments of the day tucked up in bed, talking about feelings and the future, and all the fuzzy things you're both looking forward to in your relationship.

Dabi

Dabi is softer than he will admit, which means Valentines Day with him involved tricking him into feeling loved.

You can't do things that are too typical, because he'll get spooked. If he comes home and sees heart shaped balloons or dozens of roses, he will flee the scene.

Luckily, he is utterly weak for pizza, so if he comes home and you've ordered his favourite pizza and got a video game/film set up, he can't resist.

"This isn't some weird Valentine's shit, is it?"

"It's just pizza, Dabi, but if you don't want any, I'll eat it all."

"What? In your dreams, knothead."

Once you've lulled him in with pizza and games, you can start putting the moves on him.

He's almost always down for sex, so that part is easy. The hard part is stopping him from escalating it into something rougher, and keeping it gentle.

He gets frustrated at first that you're being too soft on him, and it's at this point that you start lavishing him in praise and body worship. His frustration turns into bashfulness and Dabi gets kind of shy.

Let him know how much you love him.

And then, right when you're both about to drift off, wish him a Happy Valentine's Day.

[specialinterestshows]

Eat, Sleep, Breed

(Alpha!Rhea Ripley x omega!reader)

Summary: You’re in heat and needy for your Alpha. Based on an omegaverse request.

Part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/specialinterestshows/732566254042365952/eat-sleep-breed-part-1-your-love

Part 2: https://www.tumblr.com/specialinterestshows/733469226667589632/eat-sleep-breed-part-2-tear-you-apart

Part 3: https://www.tumblr.com/specialinterestshows/734206141628825600/eat-sleep-breed-part-3-of-animal-attraction

Part 4: https://www.tumblr.com/specialinterestshows/735281176580915200/eat-sleep-breed-part-44-a-little-bit-harder

[weregonnabecoolbeans]

Omega gets me, if I could, I too would run excitedly to hug Echo whenever he shows up :)

[daphnalia]

is it meme redraw season yet

[homoqueerjewhobbit]

what do you mean that guys page isn’t about mpreg, that caption is so mpreg

I think from context, OP was trying to imply that was a photo of an Alpha who is going to get a bunch of (confusion and shock) cis women pregnant because he's such a Reddit Red-pilled macho Jordan Peterson Alpha Male who doesn't need consent because he goes to the gym and is descended from Western European Christians but now is all American hamburger truck sports man.

Meanwhile, we intellectuals know that that's an omega on the verge of heat presenting themself self to an Alpha whose pheremones they smelled.

It's just basic science. I saw it on Bill Nye.

(please note the original caption clearly indicates this omega uses they/them pronouns).

[edit: I always get Eastern and Western Europe mixed up whoops]

[frownyalfred]

Can a parent know his pup second gender before? Like, waay before they presentation?

Good question! I think they have an inkling. I don’t know how long “way before” is to you, but in ACR Bruce starts catching notes in Jason’s pup scent that make him think Jason will eventually be omega.

Medically speaking, I did some world building with nodule growth in the pelvis that could, upon internal scan, show the beginnings of presentation several months out. So in ASOH Lex scans Jason, who is frozen pre-presentation, and finds end-stage nodule growth indicating omega internal organs.

But could someone look at a young, young pup and know? I’m not certain. Sometimes you can guess, based on how fast/big they grow, some characteristics they might show. But sometimes pups surprise you!

I imagine you could possibly do a blood test on pups to try and determine hormonal changes, but this tech is probably iffy.

And possibly — this is me just world building on 2 glasses of wine — presentation gender can be somewhat influenced by circumstances or environmental stress. Maybe it’s not set in stone once a pup is born? I don’t know for sure. Curious what folks think.

Bruce came from a long like of very strong alphas, and still presented omega despite being large/tall. By any predictor, he should’ve been an alpha — but wasn’t. Makes you think.

[clonefrce99]

uh... am i the only who felt this 12 episode seemed like a filler? like... idk, it missed something

[sonicchaoscontrol]

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I’d like to speak to the manufacturer actually

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[bezzplaining]

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[m3tth4ws]

you too can bet on this live painting of sid

[sincerelyourswhistledown]

Daydreaming about Aemond becoming king after the dance of the dragons and being gifted a magic mirror from some mysterious foreign noble. The noble tells him the mirror shows him his deepest desire and once he puts it in his chambers, he starts seeing Lucerys, the nephew he killed, in it.

Lucerys looks different, his clothes are weirder and his room had these weird contraptions like the small black box he sees his nephew using all the time. Unbeknownst to Aemond, he’s actually seeing into the future. He tries to talk to the Lucerys in his mirror but it doesn’t seem like the boy could hear, continuing to do whatever he was doing. Not that it matters, Aemond is happy enough to be able to see his nephew everyday.

He likes being able to watch his nephew sleep or read a book in his bed while he does his own work. He likes it even more when he watches Lucerys squirm and moan in bed as he pleasures himself with his own fingers. Aemond becomes so obsessed with the mirror that he barely even leaves his chambers anymore, demanding all of his tasks be sent to him instead.

It all goes downhill when one day he sees Lucerys bring a boy home. He gets so angry when he sees Lucerys make out with this boy that he starts banging on the mirror, desperately trying to get them to stop. Soon enough, the two boys break apart as Lucerys glances at the mirror in shock. The bang seemed to have come from the mirror and to Aemond’s delight it was enough to catch Luke’s attention. Unfortunately for Aemond, it isn’t enough to get them to stop as the boy coaxes Lucerys into making out with him again.

Aemond ends up watching them fuck, he’s furious but the incident was enough to give him hope that there was finally a way for him to get Lucerys’ attention.

A few days later, while Lucerys is getting ready for a date he stands right in front of the mirror. Oblivious to the other person watching him from the other end. Aemond burns with desire, his hands itched to touch Lucerys. With his curls looking so soft and his mouth shiny and plush, the makeup making him look even more enticing.

Overcome with so much desire, Aemond reaches into the mirror and pulls.

To both of their shock, Lucerys is pulled into the mirror and straight into Aemond’s arms. The younger boy is terrified but Aemond is filled with so much happiness.

Finally. Aemond thinks.

The younger boy begs to be returned home but Aemond refuses to hear any of it. Lucerys’ pleas of home and freedom fall to deaf ears as Aemond sends out commands to prepare for a wedding and a coronation. The boy seems terrified of him but it was fine. Aemond could work with this Lucerys, better a terrified Luke than a dead one.

With Aemond as king and his beloved nephew as his Queen they could finally bring House Targaryen back to its former glory.

[specialinterestshows]

Based on a request by @babybatlover (whose request is based on a post by @thots-and-thoughts1031 ) for an Alpha!Rhea Ripley x Omega!reader fic where the reader is in heat. I’m also putting in a song by She Wants Revenge for every section and each section title. The fic as a whole is called Eat, Sleep, Breed, because I like to think I’m clever 🖤

Warnings for this section: Omegaverse, dirty talk, breeding kink, pain

Song for this section:

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Eat, Sleep, Breed (Part 1/?): Your Love

“No touching yourself until Mami comes back”

The message slowly came into focus as you woke up, blinking at your phone. The ache radiating from your core had woken you up and you knew Rhea must have realized you were in heat before leaving - she loved making you wait. Something about reminding you how badly you needed her - it was difficult to recall with your body screaming to be touched.

“Yes, Mami. Want you so badly”

You managed to type out in your pained haze. Though the thought of touching yourself wasn’t far from your mind, you knew the only thing that would truly ease the ache was Rhea buried deep inside you.

“Mami knows”

The reply ended with a little black heart and you whined at the message.

“When do you get back, Mami?”

You sent the question desperately hoping you didn’t have to wait long - thinking was already so difficult.

“Wouldn’t you like to know”

The little black heart at the end mocked you and you let yourself fall back from your sitting position onto the bed, groaning loudly. You knew you might as well let out your sounds of frustration while Rhea was gone - anything that could be interpreted as bratting meant you would have to wait even longer for relief.

Trying to find a relatively comfortable position - or at least as close to comfortable as you could get - you did your best to focus on the soft sheets and plush mattress, hoping you might be able to sleep through the gnawing ache inside you.

Only managing to stay still a few seconds at a time, you kicked and flailed under the sheets in bouts before finally admitting sleep was not an option and rolling out of bed. Maybe a nice, hot bath would help.

Grabbing a towel from a basket of unfolded laundry, you slowly made your way to the bathroom. Bending over the tub to turn on the water made you aware of just how empty you were and your sore muscles squeezed around nothing as you thought of Rhea.

Letting the faucet run as you wait for the water to heat up, you hang your towel nearby and take out some epsom salts - hopefully it would help you with the pain until your Alpha came back home. Pushing in the plug to let the now-warm water fill the tub made you realize nothing was going to distract you from what you craved.

Pulling off the black shirt Rhea had let you borrow, you turned on your front-facing camera and did your best to find a good pose and lighting. Snapping a picture of yourself, naked and sticking your tongue out a bit with the tub in the background, you add the caption “bath time” before sending it to Rhea. Scrolling through your music, you put on a song before pouring in the salts and lowering yourself into the tub as it fills up.

Once you turn off the faucet the lyrics become clearer:

"Your love has got me going like you couldn't imagine"

It repeated a few times before you sank your head halfway down into the water, muffling the music. You kept as much of you underwater as you could before hearing the buzz of your phone. Sitting up, you hastily grab your towel to dry off one hand and check your messages. Anything the bath may have started doing to ease your pain felt as though it had been reversed when you read what Rhea had messaged you back.

"No matter how clean you get, Mami can still smell the sweet scent of her bitch in heat. Don't take too long"

[end part one of ?]

Part 2: https://www.tumblr.com/specialinterestshows/733469226667589632/eat-sleep-breed-part-2-tear-you-apart