#I do like the small collar tho! It's gotten a little out of control lately haha ♪ Save that for alt outfits!

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Okay actually, the OG Just Desserts style was onto something (Patreon)

[sugarless-suki-writes]

Big God

Fandom: Inuyasha Rating: M Word Count: 3,939 Chapters: 9 of ?

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Chapter Nine

Kagome smiled and waved Sango over to where she was standing. She had gotten there a bit early, but Sango was also one to arrive early, so she hadn’t been waiting long, about two minutes at most. They greeted each other happily, pulling the other into a tight embrace for a couple seconds before pulling away.

“I’m going to want every single detail.”

Kagome’s cheeks burned. She rolled her eyes at the slayer and gave her a playful shove. “Oh hush, I already know. Let’s just go eat a bit first, okay?”

Sango laughed heartily. “Yeah yeah, let’s go.”

And with that, they made their way to the restaurant. They had decided to go for hot pot, despite the warm weather. They hadn’t had it in a while, and they were both sort of craving it. Once everything was all set up and brought out for them, they thanked their server and started to work on their food.

“So.. where did he take you?” Sango asked as she put the mushrooms in.

“He took me out for sushi. It was a small little hole in the wall sort of place. It was really good, super high quality.”

“And after?” She waggled her eyebrows suggestively and Kagome couldn’t help but laugh.

“He walked me up to the apartment, he kissed me good night, and then it kind of just... evolved.”

Sango nodded, adding in some more veggies while Kagome added in some meat. “And how was it?”

Kagome’s cheeks turned a deep shade of red. “It was.... fuck Sango, it was probably the best I’ve had in a while. And it happened again this morning and just... wow....”

Sango smiled. “Well, I’m glad you’re happy and enjoying yourself. How did you guys meet anyway, you never told me, just that you were going out to dinner.”

The miko paused for a moment, trying to figure out what she should say. She knew she very well couldn’t tell her how they actually met, and that he was in the yakuza. Maybe.... “Well, I actually met him at the hospital. He was a patient I had and we kind of just... hit it off? I’m still not sure how it worked out that way but..” she shrugged.

“That’s pretty sweet actually, kind of like the movies.” Sango replied.

“Yeah, I guess.” Kagome said with a laugh.

They continued to chat as they cooked and ate their food. Sango dished out some drama that was happening at the station which Kagome traded with stories from the hospital. Some of the stories she told were pretty gross, but neither of them really minded, they just made sure to keep their voices low so they wouldn’t disturb any of the other customers.

Kagome was in the middle of telling one of her horror stories when her phone vibrated on the table. Her voice trailed off as she looked down at it. A smile curled her lips and she reached out for her phone, unlocking it and opening up Kouga’s message.

Sango watched and did her best to hold back her laughter. It had been a while since she’d seen Kagome so happy, and it was nice. She waited for Kagome to put her phone down before she spoke. “So, when do I get to meet him?”

She laughed as Kagome fumbled and blushed. “I-I don’t know. Why do you need to meet him?”

“He obviously means a lot to you already. I wanna meet him. He’s gotta pass the Best Friend Test™.” she teased.

Kagome groaned, putting her head in her hands. “Why are you determined to torture me?”

Sango’s laughter only increased. Kagome’s phone buzzed again and Sango poked her arm. “Better answer that.” The miko rolled her eyes but reached for her phone regardless.

[ So, how is your dinner going? ]

[ Pretty good. Sango is teasing me tho.. （−＿−；）She said she wants to meet you ]

[ Oh really? Guess that means I’m pretty special then ( ˘ ³˘)♡ ]

Kagome giggled, then blushed at Sango’s raised eyebrow.

[ Don’t think TOO highly of yourself now (๑ˇ ῁̫ ˇ)˒˒ ]

[ Of course, I wouldn’t dream of it (ʃƪ ˘ ³˘) ]

She rolled her eyes, but set her phone down on the table. She didn’t want to be rude, afterall. When she finally met Sango’s eyes, she blushed furiously. “Not a word.” she hissed.

“I would never!”

Kagome gave her a look and Sango simply shrugged. From there, they carried on with their meal, Sango teasing Kagome every now and then. It wasn’t long before they ate their fill, paid, and left. After that, they hung out around a nearby park to finish catching up before heading their separate ways. They made plans to meet up again a couple weeks later. They parted with a hug and then Kagome was walking back to her apartment.

[ So, when is your next day off? ]

[ I have the weekend off. Why? ]

[ Would you like to go out for lunch one of those days? ]

She couldn’t wipe the grin off her face.

[ I would love that ]

-BG-

Kouga grinned and slipped his phone back into his pocket. He let out a breath and then left his room and walked out into the communal space. There were several of his pack members in there, gathered around the TV. Others were in the kitchen, grabbing snacks or drinks.

Hakkaku came walking up to him, a knowing smile on his face. “You ready to head out boss, or do you wanna stay?” he asked.

Kouga rolled his eyes, giving his beta a playful shove. “Yeah I’m ready. Let’s get going.” He pushed past Hakkaku and put on his shoes. From there, he walked out of the house, Hakkaku following behind him. 

There were a few pack members outside waiting. He looked them over, making sure everyone was accounted for, before gesturing for them to follow him. He hadn’t been out on a patrol with them in a while. Since he had gotten hurt and met Kagome he had gotten a bit.... distracted to say the least.

He sucked in a breath and did his best to clear his thoughts. It wouldn’t help to think about her right now, he needed to focus on the task at hand. Once they all left the compound, they split off into groups to patrol their territory. Kouga was with both Ginta and Hakkaku, as he usually was. He typically only ever patrolled with his betas, as they were always at his side and, if need be, would be able to control him. They also just meshed well together, but that was to be expected.

He itched to reach into his pocket and pull out his phone. He wanted to text Kagome, ask her more about her day, see how she was doing, set up their plans for the weekend...

He slowly let out a breath through his nose. He needed to focus... Something fishy was going on, and he needed to keep his head out of the clouds in order to stay on track. There had been more skirmishes lately, and they didn’t seem to be random like they had been in the past. No, these seemed planned and well thought out. He just had to figure out why. Why now? And who was in charge?

He couldn’t allow anyone in his pack to be harmed. It was one thing to hurt him, but his packmates? No, he couldn’t.. not again....

His phone vibrated in his pocket.

It took every ounce of his strength to not pull it out of his pocket right that second. He needed to focus... But he so desperately wanted to answer her...

Kouga let out a sigh and pulled his phone out of his pocket. “Hakkaku..”

“Yes boss?”

He handed his phone out to his beta behind him. “Take this from me. I can’t be distracted right now.”

Ginta and Hakkaku couldn’t help but snicker. “Of course boss, I’ll take good care of it.” he answered, taking the device and shoving it in his own pocket.

It felt odd not having his phone in his pocket, but he knew it would be best. For now at least. He could answer her later.. he was certain she would understand. He huffed and ran a hand through his bangs. He needed to focus...

They had been patrolling for several hours when Ginta received a text. Something was going down on the other side of their territory. Kouga was seething. Of course, the exact opposite of where they currently were. Sure it would be no problem getting there, but he couldn’t help but feel that this was intentional. But how had they known where he was going?

He would figure that out here very shortly. They were all quick to turn around and backtrack, going to the opposite end of their territory. They ran as fast as they could, weaving their way through alleys and taking as many shortcuts as they knew. Kouga did his best to not leave his betas in the dust, but he was concerned for his pack, not to mention utterly pissed.

It wasn’t long before they could hear the snarling and fighting. Kouga was vibrating, his claws extending and a snarl ripping out of his chest. He turned the corner and saw several of his packmates fending off youkai. The scent of blood hit his nose, and from what he could tell, it was a mix from both sides. He was quick to act, running up and kicking a youkai. They went flying across the alley, slamming into a wall and crumpling.

From there, Kouga lost himself in the fight. His beast broke through and was going on a rampage. His shift was rippling under his skin, threatening to break free, but he kept himself in check the best he could. It was difficult, but somehow he managed. It helped that his packmates were all seeming to do well for themselves, and these youkai weren’t particularly difficult to handle.

Something was off about this..

It had taken a bit, but after a while, they had taken out most of the youkai. Kouga walked over to one that was crumpled up near a dumpster. He bent down and grabbed the youkai by the collar, lifting them up and snarling at them as he held them at eye level.

“Who sent you?”

The youkai coughed, some blood splattering onto Kouga’s shirt. They slowly opened their eyes, looking at Kouga and let out a weak laugh. “Why would I tell you?”

Kouga slammed them into the wall, growling fiercely as his youki whipped around and lashed out at the youkai. “We can do this the easy way or the hard way. Choose wisely.”

“Kiss my a– AAAAAAAAAAAAA!” The youkai screamed out in pain as Kouga dug his claws into their stomach, threatening to rip out a chunk.

“You better rethink your answer, buddy. I have no problem at all just letting your guts spill out.” he whispered harshly. “I have plenty of others to go through.”

Fear was radiating off of the youkai now and Kouga couldn’t help but smirk. He watched as they contemplated, could see the wheels turning in their head. He added a little incentive. He slowly twisted his claws further into their stomach, his fingers breaking through the flesh and digging in. The youkai screamed and writhed in pain. “Clock’s ticking.”

“FUCK! Okay! Okay okay okay! I don’t know who sent us! He didn’t give us a name. He just offered us money and protection, that’s all I know, I swear!”

Kouga looked the youkai over, analyzing them. Their fear was genuine, but they were hiding something. He shoved his hand further into their guts, the youkai screaming and sobbing. “This would be so much easier if you would just tell me the truth.”

They coughed up more blood, choking and gasping for air. Kouga gave them a moment to collect themselves. The youkai coughed a couple more times, getting even more blood onto Kouga. “Okay.... you.. you win.” Their voice was raspy and tears were falling down their cheeks in thick globs. “The... The person who sent us.. our leader.. his name is–”

“Kouga, watch out!” 

He whipped his head around just in time to miss a fist. However, it seemed like it wasn’t fully aimed at him, as this new youkai’s fist landed square onto the youkai Kouga had just been torturing, effectively knocking them out. He could hear their nose break from the force of the punch.

Kouga snarled, removing his hand from the youkai’s stomach to gain some distance from the new threat. This youkai was massive, and also seemed to be a lot stronger than the others. He watched as they looked down at the other youkai crumpled up on the ground, blood oozing out of the hole in their stomach. Before it could even be given the chance to heal, the youkai stuck their fingers into the open wound and ripped it open even further. Their guts poured out onto the ground, and Kouga snarled. He had been so close to getting information!

“Hey, what’s the big idea? Aren’t you on the same side?”

The youkai slowly turned and looked at Kouga. They stared at him for a couple moments, not saying anything. He watched as their claws extended, and he wasn’t sure what it was about them, but when the youkai started to move towards him, he felt a chill run down his spine. Something wasn’t right..

They moved slowly at first, but in the blink of an eye, they were suddenly in front of Kouga, their fist coming straight for his face. He barely managed to dodge it, and he couldn’t help but feel shocked and a little bit afraid. How fast were they?

Kouga growled, flashing his fangs as he jumped backwards once more. He needed to stay focused... The youkai charged at him again, but this time he was ready. Their fight was almost like a dance with the way the youkai would charge and Kouga would move out of the way. He would duck, dive, flip back, slide to the side, anything to get away from the youkai’s powerful fists. He had only managed to land a couple blows, and it didn’t seem to phase them one bit. It was frustrating, to say the least. But he had a feeling that this youkai was all brawn and had little to no endurance. If he could just wear them down, maybe he could get some answers out of them...

He wasn’t sure how long they had been going at it, but after a while, the youkai’s movements began to slow and he could see that they were getting worn out. Kouga smirked, charging at the youkai and able to land a couple more blows. It was getting easier, and he knew that the battle would be over soon. It took a bit more maneuvering and dancing around, but eventually Kouga was able to get up real close and he crouched down, swiping his leg underneath the youkai’s and knocking them flat on their back. His surrounding packmates cheered as their alpha pinned down the rival youkai.

“Now.. you’re going to give me some answers. Who do you work for?”

The youkai laid there, unmoving and staring blankly up at the wolf. Kouga growled, putting his claws at the youkai’s throat and digging the tips in. The youkai winced slightly, but nothing else was given away.

“Answer me. Who. Do. You. Work. For.”

At the youkai’s continued silence, Kouga grew frustrated. He was about ready to rip their throat out when he heard hurried footsteps.

“Kouga! Watch out!”

He lifted his head, confused. He turned his head around, and everything seemed to shift to slow motion.

The youkai had brought their hand up, claws out and aimed directly at Kouga. Then, Ginta was at his side, pushing him out of the way as the youkai brought their claws down and dug them into Ginta’s shoulder. He could hear a bone pop out of place before a loud crack rang through his ears.

Ginta screamed.

Kouga’s eyes bled red.

Kouga lunged forward, a purely primal, animalistic sound ripping it’s way out of his throat as he dug his claws into the youkai’s neck. The youkai gasped underneath him, trying to pry Kouga’s claws out of their throat. But all too quickly, he wrapped his fingers around their trachea and pulled, ripping it out of their throat. But that wasn’t enough. Kouga moved back slightly before plunging his other hand into the youkai’s chest, crushing and breaking their ribs. He wrapped his hand around their heart, his claws digging into the muscle, squeezing it tightly and piercing it with his claws. He then ripped it out of the youkai’s chest. He was half tempted to take a bite out of the organ, so it’d be the last thing the youkai saw before they died. He managed to restrain his primal urge and, instead, threw it against a nearby wall, satisfied with the splat it made.

His rage now starting to cool, he turned and focused his attention on Ginta, who had been pulled away and was surrounded by pack. Kouga got up and walked over to check and see how his beta was doing. “Let me see it.” he said, his voice still rough and gravelly with lingering anger. 

The wolves moved out of the way, except for Hakkaku, who was cradling Ginta in his arms. Kouga slowly reached a bloody hand out and gently pushed Ginta’s hand away from his shoulder. Kouga sucked in a breath through his teeth.

The wound was deep, and there was a deep, dark purple staining his skin. He knew something wasn’t right.. Kouga let out a huff and moved Ginta’s hand back and pressed down. “We’re gonna have to go to the hospital...”

-BG-

Kagome grumbled as she drank her third cup of coffee. She couldn’t believe she had been called into work to run a graveyard shift, and she still would have to work her usual morning to dusk shift. An almost 20hr shift was definitely not what she wanted, but she supposed she’d take it. She’d make good money at least... Besides, it was odd for Tsubaki to call out of a shift, so she figured it had to be for something important. Kagome would forgive it this time. Though, in all honesty, she wasn’t really one to hold a grudge. She could be mad for a while, sure, but she always forgave in the end. Sometimes it caused her problems.

She shook her head, ridding the thoughts from her mind. This was the first moment of respite she had since she started the shift. She was determined to enjoy it. Kagome was currently sitting behind one of the receptionist desks, sipping coffee and relaxing. Thankfully the craziness had calmed down a bit and she was able to unwind and clear her mind. She took another sip of coffee, praying that the miracle liquid would continue to keep her functioning and awake until she was able to take a nap in a couple of hours.

She was about to reach for her phone in her pocket to see if Kouga had answered her, when the doors burst open. Her head snapped up and the receptionist behind the desk let out a gasp.

It was Kouga and Hakkaku, carrying Ginta in who looked like he was in a lot of pain. Kagome shot up from her seat and started to walk out from behind the desk. “Get more staff down here. Prepare the OR.” she said as she rounded the corner of the desk. If Kouga had brought one of them here, it had to be bad.

The girl nodded, quick to start paging doctors and nurses, and then get on the PA system, just to make sure. Kagome tuned out her call for more doctors as she approached her new patient.

Kouga couldn’t help but stare at Kagome for a moment. He had seen her when she had gotten off of work all exhausted and ready to pass out. But right now she was alert, her eyes already scanning and searching, analyzing before she had even fully approached them. Her plum colored scrubs looked nice on her, and her hair was tied up in a neat bun. She looked stunning as always.

“What happened?” she asked, not looking at either Kouga or Hakkaku, her full focus on Ginta. She started to get him onto the gurney she had dragged behind her so she could look him over better. Kouga was a bit taken aback by how.. cold her voice seemed. Maybe it was just him?

“Well.. there was a bit of a.. problem. We went to take care of it and got into a fight with some other youkai. One of them, really large, dug their claws into him.”

“How long ago was this?” She was turning Ginta over then to look at his shoulder. It was still bleeding.

“Uhh.. probably about 35.. 40 minutes ago?” Hakkaku answered.

Kagome grimaced. His bleeding should’ve stopped by now, or at least slowed with him being a youkai and all. She ripped open a small section of Ginta’s shirt to further inspect the wound and her eyes went wide. A deep, dark purple was staining the skin of his entire shoulder blade and starting to go down his arm a bit.

“What...”

“We don’t know. It’s been spreading though.” Kouga said.

Kagome brushed her fingers over Ginta’s skin. It seemed to even be overtaking the ink in the wolf’s skin. This was bad.

Thankfully, it was at that time that more staff arrived. She was quick to debrief them on what she had learned. Some of the words she was throwing out left Kouga and Hakkaku confused. They stood there, helplessly as they watched Kagome slip an IV into their friend and giving out orders. When they started to move away, Kouga panicked.

“Wait, what’s going on.”

Kagome huffed and motioned for them to continue on to the OR. “We’re taking him into an operating room. He’s going to be alright.”

She turned to move again but Kouga reached out for her. “Wait, Kagome– ”

“Sir, I’m going to need you to stay out here. I can’t talk now, I have to go help your friend.” And with that, she turned on her heel and was rushing down the hall to catch up with her team.

Kouga was left there confused. Why was she acting like that? He didn’t understand.. Did he do something wrong? Had he upset her?

Hakkaku placed a hand on his shoulder, drawing the alpha out of his thoughts. “It’s alright. She’s in work mode now. She has to remain professional.” he said.

Kouga nodded. Right.. of course...

Hakkaku frowned a bit. Kouga still seemed to be more in tune with his beast, so it was affecting the way he viewed things. He could smell the worry and sadness all over him, and it made him sad. He needed to find a way to distract Kouga while they waited for the results, and for him to become more himself.

“Let’s go sit for a bit. Roka and Chiyo should have some answers for us soon.”

Kouga nodded once again and let Hakkaku lead him to the waiting area. He had a feeling they were going to be here for a while...

[rofics]

Hidden omega (part 45)

Fandom: Bts (Got7 + Big Bang + B.A.P + Monsta X + Seventeen + Block B+Vixx+TVXQ+Exo) Who doesn’t love a good ensemb Pairing:  Namjoon x Everybody Genre: Smut/Fluff/Angst Au: Canon / Omegaverse au Length: 3.4k

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16, Part 17, Part 18, Part 19, Part 20, Part 21, Part 22, Part 23, Part 24, Part 25, Part 26, Part 27, Part 28, Part 29, Part 30, Part 31, Part 32, Part 33, Part 34, Part 35, Part 36, Part 37, Part 38,  Part 39, Part 40, Part 41, Part 42, Part 43, Part 44

Summary:

Namjoon finally produces some slick and ‘how to subgender 101′ with Youngbae

The phonecall Namjoon had with Himchan asking for permission to stay with B.a.p cause even if they were courting him he didn’t want to just assume that he could go there, was sobby and soft. Namjoon’s voice was still rough after crying which the B.a.p beta had instantly figured out, which had to lead up to almost an hour talking on the phone until Himchan got pulled away cause it was dinner time.

Namjoon sad back with a soft smile and just looked at his phone for a moment, it had been a very long time since he had gotten to spend time with B.a.p while he couldn’t yet tell if they were the right pack for him, they were a good guess… and… in general he just really missed them, he had been so focused on what was going on in BTS and in his own fucked up mental state that he hadn’t really spent any time with his friends.

As the night pulled close he managed to force himself to other food, it was mainly salad still not feeling ready for real takeout or more unhealthy food, but it was a start and he eats all of it, even the small crumpets made out of white bread. It had been such a long time since he had eaten anything having anything to do with white bread.

He thought he had been okay, he hadn’t actually thought he had fallen back into eating disorder territory, but Himchan’s letter had opened his mind to it. Himchan was right, knowing and being aware of the problem weren’t going to fix it alone, and he would have hard and tough days, but he could do this, he wouldn’t let people down who believed in him.

He found that it really helped him to think about it being Himchan instead of him, or Jimin starving themselves. Thinking about how sad he would be if he saw them do what he was doing, it helped him to keep forcing the fork up to his mouth and take bite after bite until everything was gone.

The next part was to not throw the food up after he had finally managed to get it down, that part turned out to actually be harder than he first thought, but a lot of deep breaths and focusing on other people instead of him helped him through it.

The rest of the evening he focused on just his writing, the letter from Himchan had given him a lot of inspiration to finish one of his songs, and when the sun had finally come down he had finished a verse.

‘If I ever meet God, I would tell him this

That life is coffee that I never ordered

I would grab him by the collar and tell him

Death is an americano you can’t refill

Are you sure that you’re alive

Then, let’s prove it somehow

When I exhale, I see my breath On the window, there’s condensation’

He took a deep breath and looked over the lyrics. Writing had always helped him when he were feeling things that he couldn’t put into verbal words and again it had helped him. When he had written the rest of the song he had wanted to die, but as he now put on the last hand on the song he… he didn’t want to.

Namjoon now knew that things were going to be okay, he knew that he had people who supported him. Even if he didn’t always feel that he deserved them he had support and everything was going to be okay in the end.

As he stretched trying to unknot his back from where he had unhealthily been leaning over the table, he wasn’t sure that the song was good for his solo on the new album or to be released at all, but he needed to produce it that was sure.

He yawned a little, it wasn’t really that late already, but it had been a long day full of things he hadn’t been ready for. Getting ready to bed took way to longer than he wanted, but he couldn’t stop himself from giggling in the shower as he put his eyes on the sakura flower conditioner, shampoo, and body wash, he had completely forgotten that Junhong had been there as well to give them to him.

He wasn’t even sure if he was meant to use them, or if they were just meant as a joke but as the sweet Sakura flower scent almost matching the baby omega’s scent filled the little bathroom he couldn’t stop himself from feeling happy. It was almost like the younger was there with him, the lead to the thought of what had happened last time he had seen the younger.

Namjoon could feel himself blush, a little worried that that was now going to happen every time he thought of sex of anything sexy. Another reaction was that of his body, he started getting hard when the thoughts of Junhong grinding down on him in the hospital bed filled his mind. At first, he felt guilty, a habit he had picked up before he presented.

Back then he had always felt guilty whenever he got turned on, no matter if it was just from his own thoughts or the smell of Jimin’s heat filling the dorm and the soft mewls of the other omega tightening up Namjoon’s pants.

But now… he didn’t have to be ashamed anymore right? It was okay for him to find Junhong attractive, it was okay for liking the young maknaes tall and fit body, it was okay for him to think back of Junhong’s strong thighs caging in his hips showing him how pleasure was meant to be felt as he guided his body and hands.

Namjoon couldn’t stop the whine from leaving his mouth as he bit down on his lower lip to keep in the sounds, actually, why was he doing that? Nobody else lived here with him, it was okay to make sounds. He let one of his hands glide down his chest teasing his nipple a little on the way down the way he imagined Junhong would do, the younger idol was such a tease and Namjoon imagined him to enjoy taking his time teasing whoever he was with.

He imagined that while Junhong might like to get babied, he also always had some form of control over his partner even if that person was going down on him or anything like that Namjoon was also sure that Junhong would be in control even if he let other people believe they were in control.

He could imagine Junhong towering over him, god the other omega was so stupidly tall that even Namjoon looked short compared to him. He could remember Junhong’s sweet and soft omega smell filling his nostrils and his slick… Namjoon could remember the smell from back in the hospital, it smelled so nice! He really wanted to know if it tasted as good as Mark’s.

Namjoon was no longer focusing on holding his moans back as he was jerking himself of his imagination working on full speed, and then it was all over suddenly as he came over his own hand the warm water washing the evidence down the drain.

Somehow he didn’t feel guilty after at all, he just smiled loopily as he washed the last of the conditioner out of his hair stepping out of the shower to dry himself off. Which was when he found something he hadn’t expected as he went to dry his ass like any normal person, he found something wet that very much weren’t water.

As he touched lightly to feel what is was and pulled his hand back, there were no doubt that it was as he thought… Slick… he had slicked up, it had been very little compared to the normal amount an omega would produce, but it was actual slick! He wasn’t broken! He could slick up himself.

He did pout a little when he thought back on the fact that he hadn’t been able to yet when he had been with Jackson, but the older alpha had been really nice about and not even mentioned it, but Namjoon couldn’t keep himself from being a little sad that he was too late for it.

He dressed in his Ryan pajamas, yawning as he made his way to the bedroom ready to finally catch some zz’s. There were something wrong tho when he went to living room to quickly gather up some stuff he needed for tomorrow, everything suddenly felt way too big and empty.

At first, he hadn’t thought about the fact that he was all alone, but now it all fell over him. He was alone and nothing really smelled of anybody other than him, he couldn’t understand what was wrong, but he kinda just stood frozen in the living room unable to move. He hadn’t felt like this for a very long time, since before he presented he felt lonely and sad.

He had gotten used to having other people around him and now suddenly there weren’t anybody around him and the air was stale his own scent not yet able to fill it up and give it a fresh scent.

Namjoon didn’t know what to do, he didn’t want to call anybody and he didn’t know if that would even make it better, he kinda sniffled a little as he made his way to his bedroom. Maybe he just needed to sleep and it would be better tomorrow when the darkness wasn't pressing on him from all sides.

Namjoon never did find out how it was to sleep in a bed with no scent at all, cause as Namjoon moved his yet to be slept in sheets he noticed something under them… A Ryan plushie?

It wasn’t one of his that was sure! Namjoon would have known if it was one of his and he knew for sure that they were all sitting on his shelf looking down on him with soft plushie eyes. This was one of the bigger once, one of them that he knew that he could hug and feel like he was hugging something.

“How have you ended up here?” Namjoon mumbled as he pulled the plushie close to his body with a little frown, where had it even come from? When the plushie was hugged closed to him Namjoon almost got attacked by the scent of candy apples invading his being. Namjoon knew that scent! He had slept right next to it in the hospital! Seungri! That had to be Seungri!

As he stuck his nose into the bear he was sure, that was Seungri the sweet smell of candy countered by the scent of apples perfectly showing off the soft alpha. As Namjoon crawled into his bed with the plushie he could feel how the scent of the plushie had been spread to almost his entire bed for the time that it had spent in Namjoon’s bed.

He fumbled for his phone on his bedstand not removing the plushie from under his nose, it had helped to push away the crushing feeling of loneliness, he sent a quick text to Seungri.

To: Seungri-hyung

Thanks for the plushie Hyung, it was really helpful.

Namjoon didn’t even expect Seungri to answer, while yes Seungri had answered every text he ever sent him, that didn’t change that he couldn’t actually expect the older idol to always him! He was a member of Big Bang for the love of it!

Seungri didn’t answer him, instead, he got a call from the older which Namjoon quickly answered, he wasn’t that tired after all.

“Namjoon! You are back home then? What was in the puzzlebox, please! I am dying! I guessed it was one of those pop-up snakes when you open them they pop up in your face!”

Namjoon couldn’t stop himself from giggling a little, Seungri always had the ability to make him feel better, and he told Seungri everything that was in it, deciding not to keep it a secret, which kinda just left Seungri awwing and then swearing “Kim Namjoon! Food is your friend!”

The omega could feel his cheeks flare up embarrassed “I know, I am going to do better know, I hadn’t even noticed I was falling back into the pattern! I promise!” talking about eating left Namjoon to ask a question he had been holding in since he last saw Daesung “Is Daesung-hyung okay?”

“Of course, his heat will start in a few days, but he is doing really well. He hates all of us right now, but later he will understand he always does!” Seungri’s tone were happy, but also fond. Namjoon couldn’t stop smiling a little, it was always sweet how much Big Bang loved each other. He might only have talked with Seungri and Daesung, but it was clear that both males loved their mates so much.

“I don’t understand why his preheat is so long? Jimin’s wasn’t this long!”

Seungri sounded confused “Didn’t they teach you this in basic sub gender classes when you reached 18?”

Oh… Namjoon had forgotten that people had to take classes, it was a government forced classes and he sounded a little sad when he answered “I was classified as a dud… Didn’t have to take them since I am not meant for packs.”

“So… You have had no formal education on sub-gender dynamics?”

“No… I’m sorry,” Namjoon didn’t really know what he was apologizing for, it just felt right to apologize like he had let Seungri down by his lack of knowledge.

Seungri seemed to consider things for a second “Hold on for a second,” Namjoon had to cringe as Seungri yelled out “YOUNGBAE!”

The older vocalists voice was low clearly showing that he was farther away from the phone, “RiRi? What is wrong? You okay?”

“God you panic too much, Namjoon never had sub-gender classes and you banned me from explaining stuff like this because you are unfair!”

“You terrified Jennie!”

Namjoon might never have meet Seungri in real life, but he could hear the pout in his voice “I just told her about hearts! She asked”

“No, you told her about Daesung’s heat, not a pack that has two beta’s and one alpha! You know how bad it is to scare newly presented omega’s! Do not roll your eyes at me, it is important!”

“Yes yes… That is why I called you to explain it to Namjoon, cause… me and Daesung might have done it again.”

Youngbae just sighed, and Namjoon couldn’t keep himself from giggeling a little over just how done he sounded with Seungri’s shit “Give me the phone before you terrify another omega into crying.” the phone got passed from one member to the other, and Youngbae’s voice were a lot softer when he spoke to Namjoon “Namjoon-ah I assume?”

“Taeyang-sunbaenim?”

“Oh god, please don’t call me that Youngbae and call me hyung like you call the rest” Youngbae’s voice were as friendly as his scent, it was weird to think about the fact that he might never have meet Youngbae, but he had slept with his scent at the hospital, and it had helped him when he had felt panicked cause Youngbae had the most calming scent he had ever smelt.

“Youngbae hyung then,”

A lot of half muffled screaming was heard on the other side of the phonecall, and if Namjoon had to take a guess Youngbae just placed himself on top of Seungri and covered his mouth “So what has this one been telling you?”

“I wanted to know if Daesung-hyung was okay?”

“Oh yeah you meet him a few days ago right, this is really about him complaining that we won't let him eat sugar right?” Youngbae laughed a little “It is a biological need and craving for an omega to eat extra while in a preheat, the reason Daesung’s is so long is because his heat is long. Heats can be calculated by how many alpha’s there are which does count soft alpha’s as well, omega’s and beta’s. Beta’s and omega’s make it shorter. Alpha’s makes them longer, Dae has the issue of having 4 alpha’s and the fact that the pack alpha is almost 30 and the pack has yet to produce biological offsprings, his heat is very long. Then there is the thing with snacking.  This has more to do with Daesung himself, in the start when we were first a pack we let him eat whatever he wanted to during preheat cause we are way to soft and overprotective for him, problem is that he preheat and heat lasts so long that he doesn’t burn it off instantly, and the weight he gained made him borderline depressed since he is still an idol, and he is very sensitive about his looks, or he used to be, it was another time omega’s weren’t given a lot of love back then. Then we changed it to we controlled how much sugar he took in, but he couldn’t control his urge to snack, it is very common in omega’s your heat is meant for you to get pregnant, so your body is focused on making sure you get enough food. That is how we ended up just having the rule about no sugar at all, we all know that he is sneaking out to get it, but that way we can keep it down and Daesung is happy after his heat as well.” The way Youngbae explained it, made a lot more sense to Namjoon than all his googling.

“You are really good at explaining it, thank you.”

Youngbae sounded happy with the compliment “Thank you, after we ended up having 4 alpha’s I took a lot of extra classes in sub gender roles and stuff like that, to make sure that we never accidentally hurt a member of our pack. It is kinda sweet that you cared enough about Daesung to ask, I can see why they like you.”

Namjoon felt a little embarrassed about the compliment “I really just did what anybody else would have done,”

Youngbae’s laughter was light and soft, but still had a strength that reminded Namjoon that Youngbae was actually an alpha, much like his scent “If you say so, is there anything else you wanted to know? It can be bad for an omega getting courted to know very little of sub gender dynamics, and please don’t ask Seungri for them. He seems to get a kick out scaring newly presented people, one of our trainees, Jennie she presented as an omega and Seungri then told her all about week long heats and almost dying, idiot.” “HEY!” “Shut up maknae adults are speaking.”

“I’m older than him!”

“Yeah, but he is a leader which gives him 5 years more, which makes him older than you.”

“You are mean! Don’t listen to him Namjoon! I give great advice!”

Namjoon giggled a little but also felt the need to defend his… friend? “Seungri-hyung has been very good to me, he has helped me a lot. Both him and Daesung-hyung.”

“I have one question, is there other things than half heats that I should know about for any sub gender?” Namjoon had tried to google a list of things that he should know about, but he had found nothing and it was in general hard to search terms like that without finding porn.

“Hmmm” Youngbae was silent for a second “There is a few, triggered heats are heats out of your normal scheduled heats. These often come if an omega is stressed or is not getting the attention that they biologically need, these can often be a lot stronger than your normal heats, but they will only happen if you are in a pack. Then there are a sympathy heats, mostly those are genetic with a higher or low chance of them triggering. They come from an omega spending time with another omega in heat. Those are not from packs. Hmmm, of course, there are the same for ruts as well, but those have a lot lower chance. Heat ruts for soft alpha’s and omega’s, those are basically where a soft alpha will show more signs of heats than ruts, and the same for hard omegas. You have been told about nonsexual ruts right?”

“Yeah” Namjoon yawned he hadn’t even noticed, but in his sleepy state that Youngbae’s voice and the mountain of information presented to him that he was actually slowly falling asleep, it wasn’t his fault tho! Youngbae’s voice was super calming.

“I think it’s time you go to bed Namjoon-ah, it was nice talking to you, I hope to do it again.”

Namjoon were slowly giving into sleep and he just tired mumbled “you too,” not even hanging up as he fell asleep with his nose buried in his new plushie and Youngbae’s soft laughter in his ear.

Authors note:

Next chapter is keeping up with BTS (Jungkook) Edition And here is a list of planned stuff:

At least that is the plan!

I hope you guys liked this chapter and today's random bit of knowledge is that it took 4 times for Super Junior to get pregnant, and the person meant to carry was not Heechul but it was an accident

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Happy WBW from @norahammen! I'm very curious about this trio of monarchs so I'm gonna ask about that. What makes them special in the eyes of the people? How have they kept control for so long? Why is only one ruling the government? Tell me all!

hi!!! happy WBW, @norahammen, and thank you for the ask!!!

i warned on my profile that i go all out, right? either way, sorry this is so long a;sldfkja;sldfkj

So, the Eternal Three are special, for the most part, because all three of them are immortal! However, one of them, Tieling Evergreen, is also special because way back when he was still mortal and A Literal Child, he was Chosen by the temple he was born in to stop this destruction of magic they had predicted. And because Prophecy and the temple he belonged to are major facets of the religion of the area, he’s considered a major holy figure.

And I realize now that the way I phrased it in my WBW profile was a little misleading, but each of the Eternal Three rule their own government/people! Tieling Evergreen is the one, in particular, who has a revolution that’s ready to yeet him out of the picture, but the other two (Veratrum K’Ron and Arthur Coldstone) are pretty well-liked among their people, and also much better at taking criticism than Tieling. Each of them has a different reason/strategy for staying in power for so long, too!

Tieling, for one, has relied heavily on his religious status, sweet talking, and damage reduction skills for most of his reign. This isn’t the first time he’s had a rebellion amongst his people! This time is just the worst, because it’s happening right when he needs to pull things together to actually stop magic from being destroyed. Also, there’s, like, twenty other really bad things going on for him, right now, and he’s overwhelmed. I’ll include the details under a readmore, cause I actually have a slide from my reintro that’s relevant for this a;lskdfj

Veratrum K’Ron, however, is the queen of a very different culture (i.e. chaotic but in a different way), one that values parental bonds and physical strength more than Tieling’s court does. She was immortalized after having a kid, so she has a line of direct descendants, which helps her credibility. She’s also dedicated a lot of her immortal life to learning all she can, with a special focus on battle, which she does so that she can protect her people single-handedly.

And Arthur never wanted to be 1) immortal or 2) a king. He’s the most down-to-earth of the three -- where Tieling sees himself as the Only One Who Can Save The World, and Vera sees herself as a demigoddess powerhouse, Arthur just sees himself as a dude who was unlucky enough to be caught up in the mess of religious Ehlven drama that birthed them. His court is famously casual in comparison to pretty much every other court in the world, and he’s generally pretty humble, kind, and fatherly to whoever crosses his path. He’s also still really traumatized by the whole immortal thing and how it happened.

The important difference in their levels of power, really, is that even if Vera and Arthur weren’t immortal and holy-adjacent, they would both still be loved and respected by their people. Tieling, on the other hand, thinks he’s nothing without those aspects of himself.

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oh god that got really long

TL;DR: These three are REALLY important in religious and historical contexts for the world, especially Tieling. They have really different ruling styles between the three of them, and Tieling’s has a tendency to piss of his people, despite his religious significance, to the point of them doubting said significance. And for Firebreathers, specifically, we focus on Tieling’s government for the most part!

the relevant slides from my reintro are below the cut, and they feature art of the Three, as well as a little bit about each of them, and also all the things going wrong in tielings life right now ;sladkfj;alfdkj

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The slide is titled "tell me more about these 'Eternal Three'...". Directly to the left, in a very light font, is text that reads "repost my art and you'll die by my hands i swear to god. hasn't happened yet but this is insurance.". Below the title, there is a note that says "i'll get more detailed in a proper intro down the line, but for now:". 

The middle stretch of the slide has three portraits aligned in a row, each labeled with the subject's name, title, and a small caption of important information.

The image on the left is a square portrait of a white human man in his late forties, with blond hair and beard that is starting to go grey. His eyes are a deep brown, and his nose appears to have been broken and healed incorrectly. He wears a simple wooden circlet on his head and a blue cape. There is a cobbled stone wall behind him, with a window that looks out onto the night sky. This portrait is labelled "King of the Mae Humans" and the caption reads "This is Arthur Coldstone. What you should know: 1) he didn't want to be immortal. 2) actually a p chill dude, would die for his people but cant anymore. 3) wasn't gonna be king but then the king died and he was suddenly immortal and he's still mad about it". 

The middle image is slightly taller than the other two, and features an androgynous man with long, vaguely round ears that stick out past his shoulders. His hair is a dark teal that fades to a bright cyan and then to a cool grey at the tips. He is wearing a maroon robe with a pale magenta collar, a translucent golden capelet, and an ornate metal crown with a yellow jewel embedded into the center. His expression is carefully neutral, with an air of condescension. He is standing in front of a large window of blue stained glass, which is embedded into a wall that looks to be built into the side of a tree. This portrait is labelled "King of the Mae Ehlves" and the caption reads: "This is Tieling Evergreen. What you should know: 1) he's technically the villain. 2) rolled a nat 20 to persuade the coddesses to keep magic around until he could fulfill their requests. 3) he was Chosen at, like, 13 and it really fucked him up. still a Bastard tho."

The portrait on the right is a square of the same size as the portrait on the left, and it features a brown-skinned woman in her early fifties. Her ears are shaped like cresting waves, and stick out from her head. She has freckles on her exposed shoulders, on the tips of her ears, and a few on her cheekbones. Her hair is a deep, velvety purple with streaks of grey. She wears an ornate crown of woven vines and wood that has streaks of blue along the bark. Leaves, feathers, and large claws stick out from the crown to frame a large red jewel at the center. A similar, smaller jewel hangs from her necklace, strung with teeth and claws. She stands in a swampland, with vines hanging from branches behind her. This portrait is titled "Queen of the Rill Ehlves" and the caption reads: "This is Veratrum K'Ron. What you shuold know: 1) she uses immortality to learn as much as possible about everything. 2) has a direct line of descendents because she had a kid before all this. 3) duels ppl before they're allowed an audience to keep shit interesting."

/End slide one.

/Start slide two.

The slide is titled "ok, cool, so what's happening??" with two question marks. The subtitle is in a dark magenta font, and reads "big picture? a lot of stuff at once, really." The body of the text reads: "the Goddesses asked Tieling to prove that magic could be controlled, that people would stop getting hurt. He had been told all his life that his task would be to unite the Ehlves, so that's how he's trying to go about fulfilling their request. Things have gone downhill about 8 years before the due date, though…" and what follows is a bulletted list, with accompanying text boxes.

The list reads: "1) the Ehlves in Deltierin have broken away from his control, so he needs to get them back." The accompanying box reads: "his solution: war." "2) Veratrum's heir, who's required to have a high seat in his council in order to keep her as an ally, has gotten on the bad side of Vera herself. 2a) also, she disowned and banished her OWN heirs." The accompanying box reads: "his solution: do his best to keep from pissing Vera AND her heir off when they're both v important in these last few years of prep." "3) the Ehlves in Emarye don't have any central government anymore, so he has to convince all of them to unite somehow." The accompanying box reads: "his solution: beg the current governments over there to enter a compact with him."

The fourth bullet is circled in red and labelled "this is the big one". The bullet reads: "someone has started a fucking rebellion among the people he already rules" and the accompanying box reads: "his solution: quell the insurgents ASAP".

The fifth bullet is back to the usual format, and overshadowed by the circle above it. It reads: "and, the one that hurts most for him right now: Arthur stopped talking to him for valid reasons." The accompanying box reads: "his solution: cry".

The top right of the slide is on a slightly darker shade than the rest of the slide, to draw attention to it. The text within reads: "too long, didnt read: Tieling's starting a war, the people are angry about it, there's a rebellion ramping up. Almost every ally he had has abandoned him in the last five years (approximately), and most of them are now helping the rebels.

/end slide two

/end id]