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Hello. If it’s not too much trouble can you expand on the mydei marriage of convenience fic with reborn reader? I like it when there’s a lot of groveling so is there any chance maybe mydei remembers his past life and apologizes but reader still decides to leave him? I just wanna see him beg tbh. Thank you for all your hard work!

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The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the training grounds, the clash of steel and the thunder of hooves filling the air. You stood at the sidelines, arms crossed as you watched Mydei spar with one of his knights. His movements were as precise as ever, every strike measured, every defense calculated. It was almost frustrating how effortlessly perfect he always seemed.

You hadn’t wanted to come, but after his last stunt, drugging you to keep you by his side, he had insisted you accompany him today. "To ease your mind" he had said. You knew better. He just didn’t want to let you out of his sight.

You tried to ignore the way he would glance your way between exchanges, as if gauging your reaction. He always did that now, watching you, reading you, craving something you refused to give.

Then, one of the knights charged him too aggressively, their swords locking with a sharp screech of metal. Mydei twisted to avoid the blow, but his horse reared up at the wrong moment.

You saw the shift before it even registered in his eyes—the sudden loss of balance, the panic. He fell.

The world seemed to slow as his body hit the ground with a sickening thud. His head struck the packed dirt first, and for a terrifying moment, he didn’t move.

"Mydei!" someone shouted, knights rushing forward.

You felt yourself take an involuntary step closer, your breath caught in your throat. You had seen him fight countless times, had watched him walk away from battle unscathed—but now, he wasn’t getting up. When they turned him over, his eyes fluttered open, unfocused and dazed. Blood trickled from a gash on his temple. Then, he let out a sharp, strangled gasp—his entire body going rigid.

You frowned. "Mydei?"

He blinked rapidly, his breath coming in shallow pants. His hands clutched the ground beneath him as if trying to anchor himself.

And then, his gaze landed on you.

A choked sound left his throat—something between a sob and a gasp. His eyes widened in sheer terror, his fingers trembling as they reached toward you.

"Y-you’re here…" His voice was raw, broken. "I thought—I thought I lost you."

"What…?"

He struggled to sit up, his entire body shaking. "I remember—" He swallowed hard, his breath ragged. "I remember losing you. I remember everything."

"What are you talking about?"

"You died," he rasped. "I never got to tell you.....I never got to.." His voice cracked completely.

This wasn’t how things were supposed to go. You stared at him. Mydei—always so in control—was now trembling, eyes wide with something you had never seen before. True, genuine fear.

"I—" His breath hitched, hands gripping his chest as if something inside him was breaking. "You left me. You were gone, and I—" He shut his eyes, as if the memory physically hurt him. His voice, raw and desperate, trembled when he spoke again. "I tried to bring you back, but you were gone."

Your fingers curled into fists. He had to be lying.

"You expect me to believe that?" Your voice came out cold, sharper than you intended. "That you suddenly—remember a life where I died?"

Mydei let out a shuddering breath, his hands pressing into the dirt like he was barely holding himself together. "I was a fool" he whispered. "I was blind, selfish, and I didn’t see it until it was too late. Until I was standing over your grave, wishing I had just—" He cut himself off, sucking in a sharp breath.

You wanted to call him out on the dramatics, wanted to accuse him of manipulating you again.

But his eyes... His eyes weren’t filled with calculation. There was no smugness, no amusement, no control. Only raw, undiluted agony.

What if he was telling the truth?

"So what? Even if that's true—I’m alive now."

Mydei’s gaze snapped to you, frantic. "And I won’t make the same mistake."

He struggled to push himself up, despite the dizziness that made him sway. The knights around him hesitated, unsure whether to help or give him space. But Mydei didn't seem to care—his focus was solely on you.

"I won't let you go this time."

"You can't keep me here forever."

He took a step forward, his lips parting—but then, he faltered. His breath hitched, his body wavering unsteadily. And then, he collapsed.

The knights rushed to him, calling for a healer. You stood frozen, watching as he was lifted from the ground, his grip on consciousness slipping. Even as his vision blurred, his fingers twitched toward you.

"Don't… leave me again…"

----

The air outside was crisp, carrying the scent of damp earth and the faintest trace of blood from the practice field. You barely registered it, your mind still tangled with the weight of Mydei’s words.

"I remember everything."

It didn’t make sense. It couldn’t. The Mydei from your past life never cared—not when you loved him, not when you gave him everything, not even when you left him to his cold, indifferent world.

But this Mydei… this Mydei had fallen to his knees. He had begged. He had looked at you like you were the last thing tethering him to sanity.

No. It had to be a trick.

If he had been controlling before, this new desperation would make him unstoppable.

A sharp noise cut through the quiet.

Yelling. Inside the estate.

Without thinking, you turned on your heel, striding quickly back through the halls, your breath shallow as the shouting grew louder.

"My Lord, please—!" One of the servants' voices wavered in distress.

"WHERE IS Y/N?!"

You reached the entrance to his chambers and froze.

The room was in ruins. Tables overturned, drawers pulled from their places, glass shattered across the floor. Papers and books were strewn about, some crumpled, others torn.

Mydei's breath came in ragged gasps, his normally pristine attire disheveled. His hands trembled as they flipped through papers, knocking over more things in a frenzy. His eyes, wild and filled with a darkness you hadn’t seen before, darted around the room.

"Where is y/n?" he growled, his voice unsteady.

"M-My Lord— I believe they will return shortly-" The knight who had been tending to him took a cautious step back.

"LIARS!" Mydei roared, slamming his fist against the wall. The crack of impact echoed through the chamber, and the knight flinched. "You think I don't know?! You think I haven't seen this before?! Y/n left me!"

His voice broke, the fury in it twisting into something far worse. Something desperate.

It was then that he turned—and his eyes landed on you.

The moment he saw you, everything stopped. For a moment, he just stared, as if confirming you were real. He was already in front of you before you knew.

"Where did you go?" His voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper. "Why—why did you leave?"

"I didn't leave" you said, trying to stay calm. "I just went outside."

But that did nothing to ease him. His hands clenched at his sides, his expression crumbling further. "I woke up, and you were gone."

"You can’t do that" he whispered. "You can’t leave me—not again."

Mydei stood before you, his chest rising and falling in uneven breaths, his hands trembling at his sides as if he was barely holding himself together.

He’s losing it.

The room around you was still in ruins. He had torn through the place like a storm, like a man searching for something he thought he had lost forever.

"I thought it was happening again" he rasped. "I thought—" His breath hitched. "I thought I had woken up too late. That you were already gone, just like before."

"Mydei..." you started carefully, but he wasn’t listening.

"You don’t understand" he continued, almost frantic now. "I watched you die. I—I buried you. I swore, if I had another chance, I wouldn’t make the same mistake, but—" He clenched his fists. "But when I woke up and you were gone, I—I thought I lost you again."

"You’re scaring me" you admitted.

Something in him shattered at that.

For a moment, all the tension in his body seemed to crumble, his face twisting in agony. His hands—ones that had wielded swords, ones that had always been so steady—lifted slightly, reaching toward you before stopping just shy of touching you.

Then, he dropped to his knees.

The great and powerful Mydei—the same man who once viewed your love as nothing—now knelt before you, pleading.

"I’m sorry" he whispered, his voice trembling. "I’m so sorry. Please—don’t leave me. Don’t go. I’ll do anything."

For the first time, you didn’t know what to do.

The days that followed were suffocating. After the accident, after when he had fallen to his knees and begged you to stay, he was different.

He wouldn’t let you out of his sight.

His eyes constantly followed you—through the halls, across the gardens, even in the quiet moments of the evening when he was supposed to be resting. He would wake in the middle of the night, breath uneven, searching for you as if expecting you to vanish. And when he found you still there, his entire body would sag with relief.

But you stayed.

You told yourself it was because of duty, because it would be cruel to leave someone so vulnerable. Even if that someone was him.

So you took care of him.

You changed his bandages when he was too dazed to do it himself. You sat beside his bed when fever burned through him. You placed food before him even when he refused to eat, your words clipped but firm—"Eat, Mydei." And he always obeyed.

There was no smugness in his gaze now, no arrogance—only an almost childlike fear. Every time you so much as stepped away, his hand would twitch, as if fighting the urge to reach for you.

One evening, as you stood by the window, lost in thought, you felt the weight of his stare once more.

"You’re still here"

You turned to him, meeting his eyes.

"I said I would take care of you" you replied.

"If I had realized it sooner," he said slowly, his voice almost fragile, "that I loved you… would you have stayed?"

The silence stretched between you like a fragile thread, threatening to snap under the weight of his words.

You didn’t answer. Instead, you looked away, fixing your gaze on the flickering candle by the bedside.

"Mydei" you said evenly, carefully, "once you recover, I still want a divorce."

The room went deathly still.

When you finally dared to look at him, you saw it—the way his knuckles had turned white from gripping the sheets.

Then, ever so slowly, he laughed.

It was a broken, hollow sound.

"You…" His voice wavered, his golden eyes darkening as he forced himself to sit up despite his lingering dizziness. "You really don’t believe me, do you?"

"Even now," he murmured, running a trembling hand through his disheveled hair. "Even after everything, you still want to leave me."

"And if I say no?" he asked quietly.

"You don’t get to say no, Mydei. This marriage was never about love. It was more of a contract—one that should have ended long ago."

He clenched his jaw, his fingers twitching against the fabric of his robe.

"You think I care about that? You think a piece of paper ever mattered to me?"

You knew Mydei. You knew how he thought, how he worked.

And now?

Now, he was desperate. And desperate men did dangerous things.

"You’re not leaving me"

The tension never left after that night.

Mydei didn't argue with you anymore. He didn't beg like before. Instead, he acted.

Two weeks later, he left for war.

It happened so fast. One day, you were tending to his injuries, watching him pretend to be fragile under your care. The next, he was standing before his armored horse, fastening his sword to his hip, his gaze unreadable as he looked at you.

"Stay here."

That was all he said before he rode off, leading his army into battle.

And then, everything changed.

The night of his return was filled with thunderous celebration.

The palace was alive, tables overflowing with wine and food, nobles and warriors alike cheering Mydei’s name. He had crushed his enemies, strengthened his borders, and returned more powerful than ever. And yet, despite the laughter and praise surrounding him, his eyes never left you. You sat stiffly at the grand table, feeling the weight of his gaze from across the room. He hadn’t spoken to you yet, hadn’t approached. But you knew better.

Then, the room fell silent as Mydei stood.

A goblet in one hand, with his favorite drink-pomegranate juice, his other resting against the pommel of his sword, he cast his gaze over the gathered crowd. And when he spoke, his voice carried through the grand hall like an unbreakable decree.

"Tonight, we celebrate victory. Strength. The future."

A roar of approval filled the hall. But then—he looked at you.

And suddenly, the room felt too small.

"But there is something more important than war. More important than power."

He raised his goblet higher.

"My spouse."

No.

"The one who stood by my side, who has always belonged to me.. and always will."

The silence that followed was absolute.

Every noble, every knight, every single person in the room understood what that meant.

No one would dare touch you.

Because Mydei had just declared, before his entire court, that you were his. Forever.

And there was nothing you could do about it.

The ride back was tense.

The moment the palace doors shut behind you, the celebrations fading into the distance, you felt your breath grow heavier. You had barely spoken a word since his public declaration—since he had stripped you of any chance of escape in front of his entire court.

The carriage rattled over the cobblestone streets, the dim glow of lanterns casting long shadows against the walls. Mydei sat across from you, legs crossed, one arm draped lazily against the cushioned seat, his gaze locked onto you.

He was waiting.

Waiting for you to break the silence. Waiting for you to react.

You clenched your fists. Fine. If he wanted a reaction, you'd give him one.

"You had no right"

"No right to what?"

"You know what" you snapped. "You stood in front of everyone and acted as if I belong to you."

"You do."

Of course, he’d say that.

"You made sure no one would ever propose to me" you bit out. "Made sure that even after this, if I left, no one would dare take me in." Your eyes narrowed. "If I’m incapable of marrying anyone else, then I’ll live alone."

The words had barely left your mouth when he moved.

You barely had time to react before he caged you in, hands braced against the seat beside you, his face so close you could feel the warmth of his breath.

"You think I would allow that?" he murmured.

"You can’t control everything, Mydei."

"But I can control this."

"You don't get to disappear. Not into someone else's arms, not into isolation, not anywhere I can't reach you."

"You're mine" he continued, softer this time, as if speaking a sacred truth. "Even if you hate me for it."

The days after his declaration were unbearable.

Everywhere you went, his presence suffocated you. Servants eyed you carefully, knights stationed themselves near your quarters, and Mydei himself—always watching.

You had no more choices. No more options.

So you made one.

You locked yourself in your chambers and refused to come out.

No food. No water. Nothing.

At first, Mydei didn’t react. He knocked. Spoke through the door with that infuriatingly patient voice.

"This is childish, love."

You ignored him.

By the second day, his voice had lost its amusement.

"Open the door."

By the third, there was desperation.

"Please."

The fourth day was the worst.

He stopped knocking. He stopped speaking.

When you finally approached the door just for a quick peek.

He was still there.

Not standing.

Kneeling.

The great, untouchable Mydei—kneeling outside your door for days.

"I’ll stay here." His voice was raw now, hoarse from exhaustion. "I’ll wait. As long as it takes."

Let him beg. Let him suffer the way you had suffered.

But your body disagreed.

Weakness overtook you too fast—dizzy, lightheaded, breath slipping out in shallow gasps. You barely registered the way your legs buckled beneath you.

"No—!"

Then, the door shattered. Arms caught you before you hit the ground.

After ensuring you’re treated, Mydei refuses to leave your side. He sits by your bed, watching your pale face with an unreadable expression, fingers lightly brushing your wrist to feel the weak pulse beneath. The realization that you were willing to destroy yourself just to be free from him stirs something deep inside him. You would rather waste away than stay with him?

When you wake up, your body feels unbearably weak. Before you can even attempt to sit up, Mydei is already there, pushing you back down with gentle yet unyielding hands.

“You must be out of your mind” he murmurs. “To think I would ever allow you to leave me like that.”

He strokes your face, his touch both tender and suffocating. “I suppose I have been too soft with you.”

From then on, Mydei takes complete control. You are not allowed to leave the bed without his assistance. Meals are fed to you by his own hand, his sharp gaze watching your every bite, ensuring you don’t try anything reckless again.

Any protests are met with a condescending chuckle and an almost pitying look. “You thought starving yourself would make me agree to a divorce? Foolish.” He presses a soft kiss to your forehead. “You will never be free of me.”

If you had hoped to escape him, all you did was cement his resolve.

---

The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of candlelight casting shadows across the walls. You sat on the grand bed, feeling trapped beneath Mydei’s intense gaze. In his hand was a spoon filled with warm broth, yet you stubbornly pressed your lips together, refusing to take it.

Mydei sighed. “Still being difficult?”

You turned your head away. “I’m not hungry.”

“Not hungry? Do I have to remind you that you collapsed in my arms, barely breathing, and now you’re not hungry?” He set the bowl down beside him with a deliberate slowness before leaning in close, his breath warm against your cheek. “If you won’t eat willingly…”

Before you could react, Mydei scooped up another spoonful, bringing it to his own lips instead. Without a moment’s hesitation, he grasped your chin, tilting your face toward him. You barely had time to shake your head before his lips were on yours. The taste of the broth spread across your tongue as he deepened the kiss, his fingers tightening just enough to keep you from pulling away. Warmth, rich and lingering, forced its way into your mouth, and despite your resistance, you swallowed out of instinct.

He pulled back slowly, watching you with a satisfied smirk. “There,” he murmured, thumb brushing against your lips as if savoring the sight of you like this—breathless, defeated. “Was that so hard?”

You glared at him, but it only made his smirk widen. “If you refuse again,” he mused, taking another bite for himself, “then I’ll just have to feed you like this every time.”

“Now” Mydei purred, holding up another spoonful. “Shall we continue?”

You swallowed thickly, the taste of the broth still lingering on your tongue. Mydei watched you with patient amusement.

“I should punish you for making me resort to such methods” he mused, twirling the spoon between his fingers. “But I suppose the sight of you like this makes up for it.”

You turned your face away, unwilling to give him the satisfaction of seeing your expression. Your heart was pounding, a mix of anger, shame, and something you refused to acknowledge twisting inside you.

“Still refusing to speak? How stubborn.” He leaned in again. “You can glare at me all you want, but you will eat.”

Your hands clenched the sheets beneath you, frustration bubbling up. “You can’t keep doing this” you muttered, voice hoarse from disuse. “You can’t keep controlling me.”

“Oh? But haven’t I already?”

His hand cradled your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze. “You gave me no choice, love. If you had simply stayed by my side like a good spouse, none of this would have been necessary.”

“You’re insane.”

Mydei laughed “I know.”

He took another bite of the broth and kissed you again, slow and deliberate. You shivered, unable to escape the warmth of his lips, the slow press of his tongue against yours. When he finally pulled away, he tilted your chin up with a single finger.

“Now, swallow.” he murmured, voice dangerously soft.

Satisfied, he ran his thumb across your bottom lip, tracing the slight quiver there. “Good” he praised, as if speaking to something fragile. “We’ll do this as many times as it takes for you to learn.”

Then he picked up the spoon again, and you knew the night was far from over.

----- The days passed, and you gradually regained your strength. But Mydei’s presence never wavered— always ensuring you ate, slept, and stayed within the invisible cage he had built around you.

At first, you remained quiet, resigned. But the more you recovered, the more your old self crept back in, the sharp tongue, the scoffs, the sarcastic remarks meant to push him away, if only a little.

One evening, Mydei sat beside you, offering a plate of food like always. You sighed, arms crossed. “What, are you going to spoon-feed me again? Should I just sit here and let you chew it for me too?”

Instead of being irritated, Mydei simply smiled, as if amused. “Would you like that?”

You scowled. “Absolutely not.”

He chuckled, setting the plate on your lap. “Then eat.”

You huffed but complied, stabbing at the food with more force than necessary. Mydei rested his chin on his palm, watching you with lazy satisfaction.

“You seem much livelier now” he observed. “I was starting to miss that sharp tongue of yours.”

“Oh, don’t tell me you actually like it when I insult you” you scoffed.

Mydei merely tilted his head. “I like anything you do, as long as you stay by my side.”

Your grip on the fork tightened. “And if I don’t?”

He smiled, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from your face. “Then I’ll simply remind you why leaving isn’t an option.”

You rolled your eyes. “Of course you will.”

Mydei only chuckled again, leaning back in his chair. “Go on, fight me all you want,” he mused. “Scoff, glare, push back—I’ll allow it.” His golden eyes darkened slightly. “But you will never ask for a divorce again. That, my dear, is something I will not tolerate.”

You met his gaze, something unspoken passing between you. The more you tried to escape him, the more he tightened his grip. And yet, in his own twisted way, he was letting you have this small act of defiance, as long as you stayed.

You hated how well he knew you.

Scoffing, you shoveled another bite of food into your mouth and turned away. “You’re insufferable.”

Mydei smiled.

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Laughed so hard my kidneys fell out 😭

Mr. Alpha? 🥺

HSR x reader, no nsfw. 1K words of pure cringe. Read at your own brainrot risk.

A/N: Guys, I swear I'm not a furry. This is just a phase. IGNORE THIS AND DO NOT MENTION THIS POST TO ME EVER AGAIN OR I'LL HAUNT YOUR WALLS. My friend keeps on saying that she's a sigma so I made this monstrosity. Enjoy!!! And to my lovely people who sacrificed their brain reading this, my apologies and ilysm. I never write first-pov so if this is the first time you're interacting with my blog and you see this? Then I swear I'm normal.

Tw: UwU cat reader, Brainrot, first person pov

'Grr Kitten you-you're not gonna want to make me angry🤬😡👿"

Mydei flexed his alpha muscles with the level 100000 gyatt he has. I as an omega🥺 trembled before the sheer alphaness of his skibidi. "My-Myddeiii you're- you're scwaring me😫😔😭 pwease stop my alpha??🥺"

Mydei's eyes softened as he started howling "AROOOO Kitten you make me so angry BARK BARK😡!" he sighed "But I'll stop if it makes my kitten feel sad." I cried tears of joy😥😛 at my alpha🐺 finally calming down, now I can hug my alpha again!!

"HEY, GRR🐺 BACK OFF MYDEI😡🤬👿 KITTEN IS MINE AWOOOOOOOOO." GASP! PHAINON THE ALPHA AND MY ALPHA BOYFRIEND ARE FIGHTING FO ME🥺👉👈 KYAAA I'M SO RIZZED UP RN ACK!

Phainonie bared his less sharp teeth at my alpha, he was so scary OMG! My puffy tail was trembling 🥺 fwom fwear😭 Mydei let out a growl from his throat, making me shriek and hide behind a near pedestrian. "You wanna go beta? fine, my kitten ONLY BELONGS TO ME👿🤬" As I hid behind a pedestrian's back and hid from the two scary wolfs, I smelled a nice fragrance. Warm... it made my omega self wanna bury my face in his hair UwU.

The male looked down at my omega self and just scowled. "Can you not cling onto me, it's giving major aura loss." A growl appeared from his chest, rumbling which made me scwared😫😳. "O-Oh! Okwey! UwU" I said as I twiddled my thumbs. Suddenly, Mydei sniffed the air and looked in our direction. "KITEN!!😱😡 WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH THAT ALPHA, YOU'RE MINE KITTEN AWOOO" "B-But Mydei-" "NO, BUTS GRRRRR WOF WOOF, STAY BEHIND ME KITTEN, THINGS ARE GONNA GET MESSY AWOO"

My alpha charged at the green-haired Alpha, who had a determined look on his face. "This kitten is mine. Don't come any closer!" He got into a fighting stance🤸‍♀️🤺🤺 and EEKKKK! CHARGED MY ALPHA! WHO DO I SAVE? WHO DO I PICK AHHHH. I clutched my hands together and yelled "Ya-YAMATE KUDASAIIII!!!"😳😰🥺 (like the audio, no offense to Japanese ppl)

Everybody stopped and THEY WERE ALL LOOKING AT ME EEEK!! I need to do my BEST motivational quote so that this stops!!!!! I fiddled with my thumbs and looked down at my toes "uhm... Alphas, Please stop✋😰🥶!!! we need to overcome our differences with the power of love💖🥰❤ and f-friendship🥺🥺🥺!!!" I skibidi yelled at those meanie alphas! They were all so mewing! I was 💩ing myself AHHHH!!

Mydei stopped, a surprised look on his mogging face. My alpha looked at phainon, then the green alpha and said "You're right kitten😳 we were mewing 🗿 so much that we lost sight👀 of what really matters. In the end, the real jujutsu kaisen was the friends🫂 we made along the way grrr."

Phainon-chan nodded his head. "You're right grrr we should get along like how Dora the Explorer taught us to skibidi." He whimpered, tail hanging from shame. "WOOF grr we're sorry 😔😟 kitten."

Xanaxagoras just scoffed and looked away like the emo🥶 edgy😎 bad alpha🐺 boi supreme he is. "You all are idiots🤓." He said, looking at you in particular.

You gasped, feeling UwU tears well up in your omega🐺 eyes👁👁. "M-MYDEI MY ALPHAAA CHAN!" You cried, running towards him for comfort😔.

Mydei alpha barked at xanaxagoras, suggesting a gacha life singing🪩 battle. Mydei challenged Anaxa to see WHO was the realest one of them all. The song? Your all time favorite- 'Thick of It' by KSI.🥶

My alpha🐺 sang first, his tail going up as he tried to MOG Xanaxa. "HOWLLLL I'M IN THE THICK OF IT🥶🥴 EVERYBODY KNOWS, THEY KNOW🧠 ME WHERE IT SNOWS ❄️ I SKID IN AND THEY FROZE🥶🥴" (This almost killed me)

They were trying to out-rizz eachother out fo-for me 🥺🥹 ACKK I WANT BOTH I CAN'T DECIDE OWO. As soon as I was gonna pull a Sakura Haruno however, Phai Phai swept me away 🥰 kya!

"You're mine kitten." He growled, his arms tightening around me as his alpha tail WHOOSHED fwom side-to-side, his blue eyes i-intimidating me 🥺. He used his alpha-ness to clutch me in his arms and leap over the cloth roofs of marmoreal market OwO.

I watched as Phainon barked at any other wolves🐺 daring to approach us, but it wasn't until golden strings came down from the night sky that I knew that my fav beta🐺 huzz was here.

"Grrr Phainon, what are you BARK doing with my Puppy? 👹" ACK!!! IT WAS M-MOMMY AGLAEA!🥺 before I could ask her for her MOG routine, my kidnapper Alpha snatched me away with a HOWLLLLLLLLLLL and ran away from ze golden sharp sticks.

I screamed as Phainon-alpha's movement started swowing down😢 not wanting the moment to end yet, I OwO'd at Phalpha, making his alpha heart♥️ go 🧨BOOM BOOM BAKUDAN!!!🧨 in the end, we both skibidied our way through the huzz with rizz and ended up walking into the sunset together with the power of friendship and love <3

OR SO ME AND MY BADDIE ALPHA THOUGHT BARK BARK BARK cause death and butterflies was here to make my UwU life un-UwU!!!!! She lost 1000000 aura points for that you huzz!!!! 😡🤬🤬👺 I'M TELLING MY MYDEI ALPHA YOU'RE BULLYING ME CASSIE OMEGA!!!!

My phai-phai growled and set me on the ground. I missed his stwong arms UwU. "Stay back kitten" he said, his voice low and in a hot snarl. "Things are about to get serious👺 and you do NOT *snarls* want to *scratch scratch* see my Darkside AWOOOOOOOOOOOOO."

I-it was so hot🥵 and so sigma that I 💩 my pants right then and there!!!! At phalpha's words, Casussy baka🦋 went and replied back "Grrrrrrrrrr who do you think you are to take MY kitten away from me? I'LL SKIN YOU ALIVE ALPHA!!!"

It was a flurry of the furries!!! For an Omega, Casussy baka fought with so much aura!!! She was logging Phalpha?!?! How!!

"HOWWWLLLLLL NOT SO FAST 👺👹" A familiar gruff voice was heard as my Mydei CHARGED straight for Casussy Baka and Phalpha?!?!🥺 OMG EEEKKKKKK HE'S SK SCARY BUT SO HOT UwU. Just as Myalpha was about to make contact with the two, a familiar green haired wolf also joined in!!! 'You all are idiots and I'm better than you!!' Is a weird battle cry, but hey we listen and we don't judge.

It seemed so bad AND IT ONLY GOT SKIBIDIER?!?!? Mommy came in whirling awound with her golden sticks and started growling "GRRRR WOOF WOOF WOOF KITTEN IS MINEE 👹" Aglaea lowkey kinda rizzing me up frfr.

The place was chaos!! I-I was so vewy scwared 🥺 so I sucked it up, put on my adult pants, and yelled "S-STOP ITTT!! W-WE SH-SHOULD OVERCOME THINGS WITH THE POWER OF FWENDSHIPPPP🥺!!!!!!"

My alpha's eyes widened as his tail drooped in shame. He looked down at his paws and whimpered "You-You're right kitten grrrrr... We should be filling this world with sunshine, rainbows and cheese. Not FIGHTING AWOOOOOOOO."

Phalpha also agreed, "Yes, y-you're right y/n! 😔 scratches ear grrrr, I'm so AWOOOO of what I've done😥 lets all be pookies guys."

They all agreed as yall walked into the sunset and ykyk.

A/N: WHY DID I WRITE THIS WHY DID I WRITE THIS WHY DID I WRITE THIS WHY DID I WRITE THIS WHY DID I WRITE THIS. Ahem, if you've made it this far, congratulations! You're officially immune to June-level cringe! Guys I swear my writing isn't THIS terrible, this is just something I thought of while doing that omegaverse quiz in the Stellaron Hunters server... Uhm yea, so... thx for reading 1k words of brainrot and uh I'll return with an actual fic soon. Bye... walks away quickly because she is too ashamed to show her face to anyone

Tagging @vxnuslogy, @m1ckeyb3rry, @wystiix in here bcs Vee helped me embrace my cringe, Mira said that we need more omegaverse in this server, and Wys because I wanted to torment her with this.

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