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cannellee · 11 months

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Will you be sharing any yandere omega Tokyo revenge?? 🫣🫣

TOKYO REVENGERS YANDERE OMEGAVERSE ★

୨୧ alpha!yandere! Tokyo revengers x omega! Reader (pairing : mikey, draken, mitsuya, taiju, kokonoi, hanma, izana, sanzu)

— what is it like being in a relationship with them

cw : sex, manipulation, red flags 🚩...

(I'm not doing baji here but later since I got a separate request for him! enjoy!)

౨ৎ my other yandere work : baji

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MIKEY

it's safe to say yandere alpha mikey is a bit protective, to say the least.

always questioning whether his omega will be safe or not, the all consuming fear of losing his relatives is so strong he can't help it.

you can't go out on your own obviously, mikey needs to keep you under his watch and make sure you're not in danger.

that's why he's almost always keeping you inside, only allowing you a brief taste of fresh air once in a while and only if he's with you.

he can't risk losing you.

alpha mikey is proud and possessive, a look your way and he's throwing hands and sending anybody to the hospital.

you learnt the hard way it's better for your safety and everyone's that you listen to him, because once he's set his mind on something, there's no going back.

will actually restrain you if you ever try to leave without his consent. why can't his omega stay still? he knows better than you, he knows what is safe and what isn't, so why are you so adamant to disobey him?

yes he prevents you from going out, yes he's the one who gets to decide what you can wear or not and yes if he tells you to strip, you strip. but, at the end of day, isn't he doing all that for you?

he knows how tough the outside world is, his sweet omega wouldn't last a day. he needs to shield her from the ever so unfair world and show her that mikey is the only one you need.

he can provide, he'll work hard just for you and he'll make sure you're always fed and have a roof over your head.

in exchange, you need to promise you'll stay right by his side.

your delicate self can't handle the roughness of the world.

TAIJU

yandere alpha taiju is violent, you can't change my mind.

he's obsessed with his omega and thinks the only way for him to protect her is to scare her enough she'll never think about disobeying, hence doing stupid things.

taiju is very sure of himself and he knows exactly what an omega like you needs.

you're weak and vulnerable, taiju is going to be your only support in life, be grateful.

wants pups and you'll give it to him. he has a predefined image of the perfect mate : a submissive omega, devoted to her alpha.

and that's what you better be if you don't want taiju to beat you into being a good little pet.

he has no problem using his pheromones to force you into submission either. you can plead and beg all you want, taiju will only stop once you've sworn you'll never upset him again.

you need to initiate pda, he acts like he doesn't like it when you do, but if you don't expect a grumpy taiju. he'll doubt your affection for him. why aren't you clinging to him like any lovesick omega would?

you're too dumb for your own good in taiju's eyes, omegas like you need an alpha in their lives otherwise they're lost and putting themselves in constant danger.

useless to mention, but you can count on taiju to never let you see the sun again. the only thing you need to focus on is him, your alpha. other people are futile.

MITSUYA

now mitsuya is smart and sweet. a great combo which makes your dumb omega brain so oblivious to his manipulation.

treats you like his doll, so delicate and precious, you need his care and attention. his omega is so needy :(

tells you what to wear, scolds you like a child when you misbehave, controls what you eat and your sleep schedule.

you can't handle yourself, mitsuya knows that, and that's why he's here<3

but you won't notice him slowy cutting off your contacts or progressively keeps you more and more inside his house until they point it out to you.

and you realise they're right. it's been so long since you've last went out, you're getting bored. but mitsuya is quick to reason his gullible mate.

how cute of you to think about going out when you have him right next to you! you don't like being with him? even though he des all those things just for you? how ungrateful:(

but mitsuya is so understanding, he knows you're just overwhelmed. don't worry, as your alpha mitsuya will make you feel better<3

now go and make a nest for the both of you, like the good omega you are!

mitsuya will soon come to cuddle you, he knows how needy you are for him<3 he'll praise you for doing so well to please your alpha and you'll thank him for being so kind and reliable. that's the perfect scenario in his head!

DRAKEN

now alpha draken is patient but he makes sure to keep you in line.

while mitsuya can be a bit lax on how you behave, draken will make it clear from the beginning he doesn't tolerate disrespect.

he loves you, he really does, that's why he's so strict when it comes to your relationship.

as his omega, you have your own role you need to follow. draken will follow his, keeping you safe and happy.

in the mean time, you listen to his words without any complaints or he'll have to punish you, and you know he hates that:(

he isn't too rough when it comes to punishment, he'll most likely scold you really harshly, scare you a bit and cuddle you. all of that to put you in your place a little and remind you that, while he can protect you, he also has the power to hurt you really bad.

but he doesn't! because he loves his omega, and you should thank him for that<3

when he's stressed, present yourself to him without a word and let him fuck you until he's satisfied. as a thank you, he'll buy you plushies, nest items... name it and it's yours!

if you obey well, a relationship with draken is actually really great!

KOKONOI

alpha kokonoi is dominant and tends to mock you when you don't listen.

he wants to make you feel dumb, so you don't tempt anything by yourself.

what do you mean you can decide on your own? of course you can't, that's what kokonoi is here for.

now shut up and listen to your alpha for once. you think you can actually be smarter than him? he's sure you're lost if he's not here to guide you.

kokonoi is absolutely delighted by the fact that you're financially dependent on him. and he makes sure it stays that way : not letting you work and cutting all of your ties with the working world.

now he's your only support and he feels so much pride and happiness to know he's that needed by his precious omega.

he will buy you tons of gifts, money doesn't matter when it comes to you. praise him and show him your love, that's all he wants as a thank you!

he is possessive, don't get mistaken by his soft tone and gentle smile.

he'll probably never really get into a fight ; he'd rather ruin someone's life forever. either by using his money or his connections, you know kokonoi can do great things.

he lets your relatives alone though, he knows you would never forgive him. but that doesn't mean he won't threaten you to hurt them if you were to misbehave. of course he wouldn't touch a hair, but you don't need to know that<3

HANMA

worst alpha ever. I hate him sm

alpha hanma has a laidback behaviour, which could trick you into thinking he actually doesn't care about your whereabouts.

but you find out soon enough that you can't escape him.

he's a scent lover, and really possessive. this combo makes him super clingy in an unbothered way (if that makes sense).

always groping you lazily while inhaling your flowery scent, his grasp appears soft but it tightens the more you try to wriggle out of it.

mocks you like you're the stupidest omega on earth, he makes you feel so small and helpless that you sometimes don't even talk back.

and while he gets off the fun it gives him to have a bratty omega by his side, he also loves it when you're submitting yourself to him, never challenging his authority over you.

expect hanma to be absolutely shameless when it comes to sex. he's touching you anywhere anytime, flicking up your skirt and bending you over when you're cooking, pushing you down to your knees when you're out in a dark alley... hanma doesn't care and neither should you.

but your embarrassment, unable to retort anything at all because he's your alpha and he can do whatever pleases him, makes him want to ruin you even more!

IZANA

as his omega, you're not leaving anytime soon.

he probably has you shackled and locked inside a beautifully decorated room, meant for his omega's use only.

it's full of nest items, plushies he precociously chose himself, tons of clothes that smell like him and the food he brings you when you've been good.

the sight would be very pitiful to any outsider, but to izana you looked so perfect, throning over his apartment like a delicate princess.

you can't get out of this room and only izana is allowed to come inside. that means he's the only person you can talk to.

he's so scared to loose you, the only person he loves so much that he's being extra careful!

he actually hopes his vulnerable omega will come to love him as much as he loves you if he's the only one in contact with you.

surely you'll grow desperate for human touch and throw yourself in his arms, right?

forcefully scents you and uses a system of privilege to push you into acting good.

actually thinks he's the reason why you're being a bad omega with him and is reviewing everything he's done so far.

misbehave and he's leaving you on your own for days or even weeks, you won't know for how long and you also won't know if he'll at least come back to feed you.

now you're left in the dark and silence of your room, with nothing to do but overthink and sleep. your brain quickly becomes hazy and cloudy, your mental state not helping at all.

once he's back, you better apologise and beg for him to never let his dumb omega alone again. show him just how much you need him, he relishes on your neediness for him.

your anguished whining and pleading, along with your sad scent is enough of a proof that you don't need any more punishment.

he loves that his method worked on you and that you've grown to become so dependent on him<3 he'll have to be more careful in the future though, it seems his omega is more vulnerable than he thought:(

SANZU

now sanzu probably is the worst alpha actually (I was a bit harsh with hanma😒)

is 100% drugging you. he can't have his omega disobeying him and being so trashy with him when he's only trying to cuddle.

you become so docile once you've swallowed a couple of pills sanzu can't help but abuse it.

he's making you gulp down the strangest of drugs. they now messed with your head and you never complain at all!

you've become the most clingy omega and he's not complaining! your glossy eyes and blurred speech is just so cute, you messy but sweet scent is like a drug on its own, he can't resist you<3

sanzu is one to drag you basically anywhere with him. but of course you're not allowed to speak or look at anyone beside of him.

that why you keep your eyes glued to the ground. and when you're at one of his club and you're left all alone for a few minutes, it doesn't matter if you're being bothered or harassed : shut up and wait for your alpha. he's not far away anyway.

the alpha that was being annoying is shot dead the moment sanzu sees him within a perimeter of 10 metres from to you.

by now, everyone is accustomed to his antics and know to never talk to you.

he has so shame as well, and will force you to have sex basically anywhere if he feels like it. especially if someone was about to threaten his claim on you.

you're his, nobody should even look at his property wth.

now he's fucking you on the couch of the vip room of his club, the music blasting outside making you dizzy and his pheromones forcefully wetting your entrance.

sanzu will never let you go, he'd rather die than doing so<3

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starfall-spirit · 2 months

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Precious Collateral

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Summary: When Rhys set out to collect his dues from the head of the Archeron house, he knew the man would be begging for more time. What he didn’t expect was to be offered the youngest daughter as collateral.

After spending only a day in the temperamental woman’s company, he found himself utterly enthralled with his new guest—and with no intention of letting her father scrape together the funds that would grant her her freedom.

AN: This is going to be the darkest fic I've written so far. Definitely bringing in heavier themes than my CoN!Feysand fics have. The first chapter is short and free of any trigger warnings, but I want to give a list up front of what I have tagged so far on Ao3 for future chapters.

TW/CW: Rape/Non-Con, Underage, Extremely Dubious Consent, Non-Consensual Bondage, Spanking, Orgasm Denial, Dark!Rhys, Breeding Kink, Praise Kink, Dom/Sub Undertones, Power Imbalance, Daddy Kink

That said, enjoy the intro chapter!

Chapter I

Rhysand

“I have tried, I swear. Please, I have nothing to give. If I had more time…”

“I’ve given you time,” Rhys drawled, leaning back in the chair he was offered. “Months beyond the timeframe we agreed on, in fact. And still have nothing to show for it, Archeron. I believe I made the consequences of that quite clear during our original meeting.”

“Y-yes. You did. I haven’t forgotten. I only hoped if I offered you a new deal for the time being you may accept.” He kept his eyes cast down slightly, looking every bit the beta begging to keep his miserable life. “Please, I can not leave my wife and daughters with nothing.”

“One less mouth to feed. I’d say you’d be doing them a favor.”

The man swallowed hard. “My daughters,” he almost whispered. “You can have your pick. Keep one of them in your home until I can gather the money.”

Rhys just managed to catch his sneer, maintaining his mask worn for business matters such as this. One line he never crossed was trading in flesh. He hadn’t touched the trafficking circles so many of the other major players tangled themselves in and no one indebted to him had dared offer up their own child yet.

He would have laughed in the man’s face and put an end to the conversation if it wasn’t for the soft gasp outside the office door. His eyes slid in the direction of the sound before he jerked his head, a silent order to Cassian. “Let me go! You can’t—” The girl’s mouth snapped shut the moment her eyes met Rhys’. “I—”

“Well, well. Didn’t your mother ever teach you that eavesdropping is rude, pet?”

Though her fear practically radiated from her, his demand only made her raise her chin. What a little brat she was. And no wonder, he mused. The youngest Archeron was an omega. A rarity, coming from a beta mother and father. Her older sisters had been just as disappointing in that regard, even if the eldest had a mouth on her.

“It seems I was right to,” the girl snapped back. “If you’re here to tear our family apart.”

He couldn’t help but laugh at the sheer audacity. All that rage in such a tiny package. It was refreshing. “My, Abraham. Just where were you hiding this little gem when I visited you before?” Leaning down, he caught a whiff of her scent, the lilac and pear downright intoxicating, setting his alpha instincts reeling. The words to seal the deal with her father were out of his mouth before what remained of his morality could cut through the haze. “I’m going to enjoy training you, darling.”

She drew a deep breath, shuttering softly. Good, that she was just as affected by him. “You can’t do this,” she whispered.

“Can’t I, pet?” He didn’t let himself touch her, instead drawing back to his full height. “Cass, make sure she has a few things for the flight back. The rest can be provided when we’ve made it home.” Glancing back over his shoulder, he addressed her father one last time. “A pleasure doing business, Archeron.”

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Feyre

“A hunger strike isn’t going to do you any favors, sweetheart.” She scowled, pushing the plate to the top of her tray before turning her attention back to the window. “And the cold shoulder isn’t going to earn you a ticket home.”

“Tell me what, exactly, Rhysand, would earn me some peace and quiet?” Cassian coughed sharply, clearly trying to cover his amusement. The man seated beside him—still nameless to her—just shook his head. As if Feyre was some bratty child they should never have dragged into this mess. If he was so easily convinced, perhaps his partners could be too, no matter how patient Rhysand seemed.

Turning to the window again, she tucked her knees to her chest. Where was she left now? She was seventeen, not even graduated, and being flown off to God knew where until her father could scrape together whatever the nut jobs needed to pay off the astronomical loan he’d wasted in a matter of a few weekends. Feyre had seen the ledgers. Even if her mother and older sisters refused to greet reality, she knew better.

Now she was stuck. Her family wouldn’t be able to beg or bargain for the kind of money they needed. If she was ever going to be free, she’d have to plot an escape herself.

She spent the rest of the flight studying the three men as subtly as possible. How they moved, spoke, and acted towards one another. The weapons they each carried, even in the safety of their own jet. But what bothered her most, if she was being honest, was the raw confidence each of them exuded. They knew their weapons, knew each other, and laid an unshakable trust in that. She wasn’t going to be able to turn one of Rhysand’s goons to her side. Not the top of his team, at least.

So she would wait. However long it would take, she would best them.

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Rhysand

“What game are you playing, Rhys?”

They were an hour from landing in Manhattan when Feyre finally drifted off, giving his brothers the freedom to truly interrogate him. “We don’t let innocents get tangled in business. It’s the one thing that puts us above the others.”

“I have no intention of selling her off, Cassian. She’s exactly what her father offered her as—collateral.”

“She’s a kid, Rhys.”

“She’s a minor for a few more months, yes, but hardly a child.”

His enforcer scowled. “So, what, December rolls around and you put her to work in the club?”

“No,” he snapped, frustrated with how obvious his investment in the girl was becoming. There was no reason he should be so against the suggestion. They paid the girls dancing in their night club, Velaris, more than most in their profession could dream of. Their clientele was vetted. Feyre would have been just fine if he threw her Mor’s way to train up for the club. “I don’t know yet. She’ll stay at the townhouse under my watch until I’ve decided. No arguments.”

“Rhys.” He met his spymaster’s eyes, loathing the hint of worry there. “Eyes on the prize?”

“Always, brother.”

~~~~~

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glorianamultistan · 2 years

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Kim Jongin x Male Reader

Summary:- Y/n (omega) got married to Jongin (Alpha) who has a one-year-old son. The carrier parent of Subin passed away two months right after the birth while being comatose. It was becoming harder for Jongin, the CEO of a successful entertainment company and a renowned artist himself, to handle the infant with nannies so this marriage was arranged by his mother, like his last one, who wanted to take care of her son and wanted him happy.

Content :- omegaverse, domestic, a little heat at the end.

I don't own the pic

Part 1

Y/n was not ready for everything that just got forced upon him, but throughout his life, he was made to realise the importance of being a good and supportive partner to his Alpha, and so when he was married to a guy whom he just saw from afar once in real life, in a party organised by his own parents, he just had to follow simple instructions given to him by his mother and then by his partner.

It was an arrangement to benefit both parties. The widower Alpha will get someone to take care of his child and the young omega will get a partner who holds a strong social position. Not only this, the Alpha had an image of impeccable behavior and there was never a question of him being disrespectful to any person without a very valid reason.

It was decided that the marriage will be a mere legal agreement ceremony in a courtroom because it has not been a year still of the death of Alpha's last partner. This was a good thing in y/n opinion too as he was not ready to face a crowd and be the center of attention.

After the whole process was done, a ritualistic picture was taken and y/n was led by Jongin to the car waiting for them outside the court.

The car ride to the house was comfortably quiet for y/n. Jongin was constantly on his tab looking over documents and when they reached the house he got out first to help the omega get out from the other side. It was a decently big house, more like a mansion but it was built in a way that could be described best with the words 'subtle magnificence'.

When Jongin led y/n inside the younger was surprised by the interior, though he came from a privileged background himself, he never imagined a place could look so modern yet regal at the same time. "I hope you will be comfortable here, I got all the old portraits removed and we will get our done soon." Jongin was saying all of this while looking directly at y/n's face while y/n had his eyes down, he was clearly not comfortable with the Alpha as of now.

"Do you want to meet Subin?" Y/n looked up at Jongin's face and saw a light smile after the Alpha asked him the question. "Can I?", y/n whispered. "Yes, you are supposed to help me with him, so, let's meet him, he should be up, it is still one only." "Okay."

Again Jongin went ahead and led them to the nursery on the first floor, it was the most beautiful baby's room y/n ever saw, and Subin was in the crib while a person was cleaning the room. "Good afternoon sir." "Good afternoon Mr Yang, this is y/n, my new husband as you know already, and y/n this is Mr Yang, he looked after Subin whenever I was not here, he's the house help we have and you can trust him with anything. He will also tell you all about Subin's likes and dislikes." "Good afternoon." Y/n bowed. "Good afternoon sir."

Mr Yang left the room and y/n went closer to the crib with Jongin. "He is... so precious." y/n wasn't able to form words properly as the child smiled at his father and made cute noises. "Yes, he is, I hope you will be good with him and treat him like your own child." Jongin picked Subin up and started playing with him. "Can I hold him?" "Yes, yes."

As y/n held Subin, his omega cooed at the child, it was a blissful moment for him and the child became very comfortable in y/n's arms, so much so that he started dosing off due to the pheromones of y/n. "He's such an adorable child Mr Jongin, I think I love him already." This was the loudest y/n has been till now in Jongin's presence.

"You don't need to be so formal with me y/n, I am your husband not boss. I don't want you to get intimidated by me. I won't be present at home a lot but you can always call my assistant and he will definitely make sure your problems are solved, rest you have Mr Yang too." "But, I am younger than you, so what am I supposed to call you?" "How about Jongin-ssi?" "Okay."

"Let me show you the kitchen and the bedroom, your luggage will be here soon so don't worry about that there are two closets so you can choose whichever you want and if you like mine I will shift to the other one, there is no problem." While following Jongin through the house y/n was feeling uncomfortable due to all the attention to detail about his choice which the alpha was showing as y/n felt that it was too much for him to do, according to y/n's upbringing he should be the one who should compromise for the alpha, not the other way around.

"This is the master bedroom, well I rarely sleep here now as it is too lonely to be by myself after my partner passed away. We were not that close but their heat ended up with the pregnancy so there is that. I hope you can be at home here." "Jongin-ssi, I will be very comfortable in a lot less too, please don't worry about my likes, I should be the one to worry about you as you are the alpha."

"Y/n... Who told you that?" "My parents and the teachers." "Oh y/n, is that why you have been silent all along?" "Yes." Y/n nodded affirmingly.

"Listen, come, sit here, not that far, here beside me." Jongin made y/n sit near him on the bed. "I am not your boss, not your superior or your owner or your only priority too to be honest. I am just an alpha by chance and so you are omega by chance. This in no way means you are inferior than me or you have to listen to my every demand. That is wrong on so many levels." "But... I was taught this only, to take care of the child and be there for you when you need me." "Oh my God y/n!? Seriously who taught you that!? No wait, I know

who. Just, forget all that, and try to live a life, please. You do have to care for Subin but that doesn't mean you are a servant or anything, you are a parent y/n."

"O-okay." It was hard for y/n to get used to such things but in a week everything sorted itself out. His luggage was delivered and he chose the already empty closet, he was taking care of Subin and often made food for Kai when he wanted to make a special dish, though the Alpha was always late to arrive and y/n had only seen him once in the bed when he woke up around 5 am to drink water and check up on Subin and saw the elder beside him.

There was no awkwardness between them, which was surprising enough for Mr. Yang to comment too "you both act like you have been married for ages, I was ready for some tension but it is a smooth sailing." Y/n blushed at the comment and went to the nursery, he was mostly there only, the child was too precious according to him to be left alone.

Subin liked y/n, it was very much clear by the way the boy smiled and giggled when y/n played with him, and often when Subin made a mess with food y/n fed him and cleaned him while singing to him, so much to the liking of the child that he slept right after it.

It was around seven in the evening when y/n left Subin's room as the child fell asleep after his dinner, he went to the kitchen and saw a note from Mr. Yang stating "please don't make dinner, sir said he would be bringing it." Y/n saw that and went to the hall to wait for the Alpha's return, and Kai came back around seven thirty.

"Welcome home." "Oh! Thank you. I thought you might like to have something from the outside today for a change so I got us pasta from my friend's restaurant and some wine, I hope it is okay with you." "Yes, thank you so much for this. I missed having pasta so much, how did you know?" "I asked your mother what you liked and after a lot of insisting that it has to be something specific and not 'everything' she asked the cook to tell me what you actually liked." Y/n was shocked, to think that Kai would go that far just to ask for a dish was incomprehensible for the omega raised to say yes to everything done by his Alpha.

"Oh don't cry, it was nothing much really." "Huh?" without realising, y/n was in tears. "I- I am, I don't know, just, thank you. I never thought I would be treated like this so, it is a lot to take, sorry." "I hope I have raised some expectations in that sense then, y/n, you are a good person, you should be treated well and respectfully. Now let's go and have dinner, I will shower later." "Okay."

The dinner was great, to eat with Kai sitting right in front of him and enjoying, really enjoying time with other person felt nice to y/n, it was a new feeling he is getting addicted to due to his alpha.

After the dinner y/n washed the plates and the glasses and left to check Subin once more before sleeping. When he reached the master bedroom and opened the door, he felt like he just stepped into a heat-inducing chamber. There was Kai, wrapped in a night robe that clearly did not hide his defined chest, and to top it off he was drying his hair with a towel while looking at something on his phone.

"Won't you come in?" "Huh?" For the second time in the night, y/n was speechless. "You have been standing there for quite some time y/n, oh! Is my outfit making you uncomfortable!? Wait! I will change into pajamas." "No!" y/n screamed. "No, I just - don't, like, it is okay, I am okay, I was just a bit surprised as I did not really think before coming in." "It is your room too y/n, you should not be thinking before coming in."

Y/n went and sat on his side of the bed and tried hard to focus on his phone and not on the half-exposed body of his husband. "Uhm, y/n, your scent, it is increasing intensely, are you okay?" "Y-yes I am okay, just, it happens." "Oh, it is, such a nice lavender smell though, very comforting." "Thank you."

Now y/n was blushing beyond help. They switched off the lights and slept off, but around one at night y/n was in trouble, it was not the time for his heat but the symptoms were too intense to be overlooked, he tried really hard to not let his mind wander and stay put but lost it when Kai suddenly grabbed his waist and pulled him so that he was spooned by the alpha, then he heard what made his pride break "y/n, precious, you are in heat, so suddenly, hmm" Kai rubbed the tip of his nose at the back of omega's neck and whispered more "was looking at me like that enough to make you this wet? I should take the responsibility then, hmm?"

Y/n could just whimper "a-alp-ha!" "shh!! There there, we should not lose control like this." Kai pulled both of them up and made y/n straddle him, "look at me y/n" and so he did, "you are so beautiful, and so loveable, I want us to be more connected before we cross the line, so I will help you through it but not knot you, I hope you can understand it." "ye-yes. Please but, help, please." before y/n can say anything more, Kai kissed him and the touches he left all over y/n body and the relief he provided to the omega through the night was something y/n would think about and blush for upcoming weeks.

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klaus-littlestwolf · 1 year

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Klaus M. x Omega Have an Omega Child HC’s

•Hope will be the most spoiled child to ever exist on the planet

•Not just Klaus will spoil her with everything she wants, but so will her aunts and uncles leaving her Omega mother to be the practical one. ‘No you can’t take her to Disney world every weekend!’ ‘No, she can’t wear a Princess dress every day of her life!’

•One good thing is that Hope is a practical little girl. Spoiled? Yes. But she doesn’t let it go to her head thanks to her mother, she is a very kind and gentle little Omega which just makes her more cherished by everyone around her

•She presented as an Omega when she was 3 and anyone who wasn’t already in love with the little girl became so, Marcel giving up his issues with his surrogate father because he doesn’t want any harm to come to his little sister

•You have pictures on your phone that you aren’t allowed to show anyone ever, images of Klaus playing dress up with his daughter and attending tea parties, wearing flower crowns and getting his face painted just to see his little girl smile

•He once ordered every kind of donut, cupcake and cookie to be brought to the house and your child woke to a dining table full of sweets. You left it up to your Alpha to clean up the mess once she got sick, though you still bathed your daughter and got her into her pajamas yourself, her snuggling up in your nest with you and her father for the rest of the day with an upset tummy, watching movies. It was the first real time your child had been in your nest for anything other than sleep and she fell in love with it

•Hope started building her own nest that next morning in her bedroom, stealing pillows and blankets from everyone’s rooms to make it as fluffy as possible

•Klaus had to sit her down and explain to her later that day that it wasn’t okay to take things from her Mommy’s nest and they would get her whatever she wanted to make her own. She sat down with you that night and you explained what a nest is used for other than sleeping and why it’s so important and personal to each Omega

•She understood and promised not to touch your nest without you there ever again but she refused to believe there would ever be a time in her life that she wouldn’t allow her Daddy into her nest

•Both you and Klaus took the little girl shopping since she had to give everyone back their things, and you bought her all kinds of comfortable pillows and blankets, more than she could need now knowing that in a few years she will be making a nest for real and she’ll be glad she has so many extra materials when she really needs them.

•It was the cutest sight to see, your Alpha having been dragged into the nest that was far too small for him, pink and purple blankets and pillows, and a small Omega child curled up into Klaus’ chest sleeping peacefully. You had taken many pictures once he had fallen asleep and shown everyone as it was just too adorable not to

•Your Alpha later told you how precious that moment was to him, seeing his little girl building her own nest and pulling him into it so innocently, wanting him to hold her all night long like he does to her mother. It made his heart swell at how insistent she was that he would always be welcome in her nest and though he knew that to be false, it was incredibly sweet to see how sure she was and to hear how much his little girl loved him

•Klaus went to the store the next day and came home with bags of stuffed animals that she could put in her nest whenever she wanted them, also getting her fairy light to hang around the corner of her room that held the pile of comfort

•She would often bring her nesting stuff downstairs and make an even larger nest for people on movie night so that no one felt left out

•Hope found comfort in the scent of her father being in her nest as she was still young enough for the ‘Alpha Scent’ to not bother her senses as it has just always been the comforting smell of her father so she often stole a shirt or jacket he had worn so that she could smell him when he wasn’t home at night

•She was the sweetest little Omega anyone had ever seen and anyone that met her would take a bullet for her. Klaus prepared himself for the day Alphas would be knocking down his door for a chance to court her

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ECHO GIRLIES WHO WILL BE EMOTIONALLY TRAUMATIZED IF HE DIES NEXT WEEK (it's me I'm Echo Girlies) RISE UP

The past two episodes have me both very excited for Echo because he's been so cool while also being so fucking stressed because he's in a dangerous situation. Take my guy out of that situation please and thank you.

So, to calm my nerves, I handed him a baby. Echo and a Baby is now on Ao3.

Crosshair and a Baby

Wrecker and a Baby

Gregor and a Baby

It's been pointed out to me that it might be easier if instead of posting each clone as a different chapter, I just post them as separate fics, so please cast your vote and let me know your thoughts on this.

Full fic below the cut in case you don't wanna go to Ao3:

Echo has known Rayona Yothia since his ARC Trooper training. Outside of his brothers, she is the most important person to him. She’s his best friend, and he’s utterly devoted to her. He was honored when she named her son after him and was happy to—along with his brothers—help her raise the baby. He loves Ec, just like the rest of his brothers do. He’s also dubbed himself the best with Ec which, usually, is perfectly fine. However-

“Echo!” He’s in the middle of meeting with Rex and Rayona about a prison transport they want to go after when his name is practically screamed across the base. He sighs and lifts his head, watching as Howzer comes rushing into the room, holding Ec out like he’s a bomb ready to explode. Howzer is perfectly capable with children around Omega’s age because of his time on Ryloth, but he’s incredibly lost when it comes to Ec. And, as it turns out, full diapers. Rayona snorts behind Echo and he turns to give her an unamused look. When he raises an eyebrow at her, she simply leans slightly on the holotable and grins at him.

“Oh, no, honey. He called for you,” she says. He knows that if he insisted, she’d chuckle good-naturedly and go change Ec’s diaper without complaint. Instead, though, he simply sighs and turns to look at Howzer. He crosses the room and takes Ec from the frazzled former captain’s hands, watching how he almost instantly relaxes. Echo looks down at his namesake, who giggles up at him, and sighs again.

“Alright, let’s go.”

Echo cleans the baby up with practiced ease, barely having to think about it as he moves.

“You’re a little menace, you know that?” he says, looking Ec in the eyes. The child simply smiles at him, and Echo sighs and shakes his head. When the diaper has been changed, Echo lifts Ec into his arms, bouncing him slightly. Ec giggles and joyfully pats his hands against Echo’s chest. After a moment, the little boy yawns and Echo chuckles. “Tired, ad’ika?” Ec doesn’t reply, but instead yawns again and curls tiny hands against Echo’s armor. Echo smiles and adjusts Ec in his arms, then turns to walk him across the room to his small bassinet. Ec whines when Echo goes to put him down and Echo pauses, inspecting the child for a moment. Ec stares up at him with big eyes, almost like he’s pleading for something. After a moment, Echo smiles softly and sighs. “Alright.” He clears his throat slightly, then opens his mouth again. The song falls from his lips with ease, bringing him back to a simpler time. This song is in a language he barely knows, learned from a woman whom he fought beside in battle during the war. He heard her sing it to her daughters often. He misses her. Misses all of them, really. But he can remember her with the lullaby that he learned from her, by singing it to this precious child. Ec makes a soft noise, curling into Echo’s chest. By the time the song is done, Ec is breathing steadily against Echo’s chest, fast asleep. Echo plants a kiss on the tuft of light green in Ec’s otherwise brown hair, then gently lays him down in his bassinet. He strokes a hand over Ec’s head, smiling down at the sleeping baby. Even with all of them pitching in to help take care of him, Ec can still be a lot. Part of it comes from worry, of course. Ec is young and small. He’s the son of a clone and a non-human Jedi, both of whom risk their lives almost any time they aren’t with him. The child has no concept of how fragile he and his life are. From the moment he found out Rayona was pregnant, Echo swore to protect not only her but her baby as well. Now, here that baby lays before him. A perfect beam of shining starlight. After a few moments of watching Ec, the door opens and Echo lifts his head. Rayona curls her arms around his torso and rests her chin on his shoulder, looking down at her son.

“Thanks for taking care of him,” she says softly. He hums, head tilting slightly to rest against hers.

“Of course. You know I don’t mind,” he says. She hums, and they both stare down at Ec for a moment. “You made a good kid, Ray.” She chuckles softly.

“He wouldn’t be here if you hadn’t kept me from getting myself killed.” She looks at Ec for a moment. “I’ve never loved anything as much as I love him.”

“It’s scary, isn’t it?” Echo asks. She lets out a shuddering breath.

“Terrifying.” Echo curls his droid hand—the one she and Tech built especially for him—around her arm and squeezes gently.

“We love him too, Ray. We’re here to help you protect him. He’s our baby too.” She chuckles again.

“Yeah. I guess he is.” They stand there for a few seconds more.

“I’ll bet you ten credits he wakes up in less than an hour.” She laughs into his shoulder.

“I might as well just give you those credits now.” He grins.

“Pay up, General.”

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SteveTony Weekly - December 2nd

Hey, y’all! Here’s what I read over the past two weeks. Enjoy and be sure to give your author a comment & kudos!

immutable as gravity by Areiton

There’s something about flying that he can’t explain.

There’s a freedom to it that he’s never felt, anywhere else, doing anything else.

It’s like inventing and the best first kiss of his life, like anything is possible, as he hovers between earth and space, and only the strength of his bird around him.

There’s other things in his life that have been better--but he can count them on one hand and still have fingers leftover.

it might just have been you by Areiton

"You have the whole world in front of you, Tony," Steve says, slowly. "When you get off this boat, there's nothing to stop you from living the life you want. If that's as a mechanic with a nice Alpha--you can have that. Just because what you grew up with is trash, doesn't mean that all alphas are. You can still have exactly what you want."

Tony laughs, and it feels brittle, sharp, cutting at his throat as it spills between them. "There aren't nice Alphas, Captain. No one is nice enough to walk away from a billion dollar fortune for someone like me."

"I would," Steve says, and it feels like a confession, like something he doesn't mean to share, and all the more precious for it.

It Takes a Village (or a team of superheroes) by aven_garde

Three months after the Chitauri attack, Tony received a phone call that changed his life. (Or, the one in which a group of remarkable people come together and balance battling villains and raising a child).

Harrowed Beginnings to a Familial Pack by Arminius461

Steve is the sweetest, gentlest alpha in existence, completely in control of his instincts. After a mission goes south, he's suddenly affected by an unknown substance, making his instincts rage. He needs to be with his omega and pup. The only problem is that Tony is out at Peter’s science fair, and Steve and Tony don’t have a pup of their own…

Baby, Just Say Yes by betheflame

In a world where Tony's life looks a lot like Taylor Swift's, Steve realizes there always more to omegas than meets the eye.

a fool for you by earliebirb

“I keep telling you, you should tell him how you feel.”

“Stop talking nonsense. It’s against protocol,” Steve says, eyes once again staring longingly at Stark, who is listening attentively to whatever Potts is saying.

Bucky rolls his eyes. “As if Stark ever cared about that.”

Just when Bucky thinks that the conversation is dead, just like the million other times Steve has shut Bucky down whenever he attempts to talk some sense into his best friend, Steve says in a quiet voice:

“Besides… they’re engaged.”

rearrange my heart (to fit your smile) by starklystar

"You dare," Howard's chair makes an ugly noise as it scrapes against the stone floors, the chatter of the room shifting into hushed whispers and stolen glances. "I am your father and your King!"

"My King is my husband," Tony tips his chin up, defiant. "And I refuse to hear you suggest that my husband has been anything other than good to me."

Next to him, he feels Steve's shoulders stiffen in surprise.

Howard's fist slams loud on the table. "Your husband does not even love you!"

Tony jerks back, burned. He knows that. Knows that Steve did not marry him for love – does not need any reminder of the cold truth, of what he desperately yearns for and can't even hope to have – but the harshness of Howard's words was scalding, and Tony can't afford for this to go any further.

Humbugs and Heart by MountainRose

Tony's hurt, and there's only one place Jarvis knows he'll be safe. At least they have met the man, or this would be exceedingly awkward.

(It's not awkward, Steve would never make this awkward.)

For AngeNoir as part of the 2015 Captain America/Iron Man Holiday Exchange. I hope you like it, ;)

There's A History Between Us (and people think it's mine) by IamShadow21

A moment is all it takes to open up the box and confirm his suspicion.

“I think you're right, Cap,” Tony says. “This isn't my area.”

don't dream it's over by robertdowneyjjr

Steve thought they were happy. That their relationship was going strong, and they had forever ahead of them.

But apparently Tony thought otherwise.

There he was, like double cherry pie by Wolfsheart

Five times Tony comes into the bakery to flirt with Steve, and the one time Steve goes to the garage to flirt with Tony.

love can do some damage by parkrstark

Steve knew he was different since he was a little boy growing up with Bucky, and girls didn't make him feel the same way they made Bucky feel. There were only two people who ever knew: Bucky and his ma. And he planned to keep it that way. "They'll throw us in jail. If we're lucky."

Steve had heard horror stories of castration, life in jail, and even death.

"They won't throw me in jail for murdering thousands, but they'll throw us in jail for kissing? Seems kinda backwards." Tony leaned in for another kiss, and God did Steve want it. "'Sides. I know the Sheriff. He wouldn't throw us in jail."

Last Stop Before Malibu by justanotherrollingstony (adoctoraday)

Steve stands under the hot sun, hoping that the next trucker to roll in will bring him enough money to eat tonight, enough to save a little, to get out of this place and go somewhere new.

What he doesn't expect, is to meet a man who changes everything.

When Tony leaves, Steve follows and finds a place in his home, his bed, and maybe, his heart.

Nobody Panic, Everything's Fine by itsallAvengers

Steve doesn't get jealous. He doesn't. Honestly.

It's just...well- Tony's been spending an awful lot of time with a new employee. Who's smarter than him. And funnier. And more interesting and generally a better match for Tony than he ever would be.

But he's not jealous. Honestly.

Drawn to You by jellybeanforest

In a world where what one writes on one’s own skin appears on their soulmate’s body in exactly the same place until it’s washed off or fades, no one has ever responded to Steve’s questions written in pen.

Who are you?

Where are you?

And once, out of sheer desperation: Wer bist du?

He has tried writing up and down both arms then across his stomach in pictograms when he reckons that perhaps his soulmate is a double amputee and illiterate, but nothing. No response. He is uncertain why he is so surprised. Everything else about Steve is broken, so why not his soul?

But when he points the Valkyrie downwards to crash into the deep, knowing he is about to die, he spares a few precious seconds to scribble one last message to his possibly-nonexistent, potentially-blind soulmate.

Twenty-five years later, Tony Stark is born with a single phrase on his left forearm written in messy old-fashioned script. And as he grows up, the words never change:

“I love you”

It is both a blessing and a curse.

Remix of “the words written on our skin” by Cathalinaheart. For the 2020 Cap-IronMan Remix Madness.

Operation Spank Bank by fohatic

Tony really shouldn't be hacking into classified SHIELD files behind Steve's back. Steve is a SHIELD agent, now—as well as Tony's captain—and this sort of thing reflects badly on him. So why is there a locked file titled "Operation Spank Bank" on Tony's private OS? And why hasn't Steve been briefed about any such operation?

The file is password protected, but Steve has an eidetic memory and has seen Tony enter it, before -- it would serve Tony right if Steve were to 'hack the hacker' and learn for himself what "Operation Spank Bank" is all about...

There's an App for That by Annie D (scaramouche)

Thanks to the modern gig economy, Steve is the successful owner of a break-up service, i.e. people pay him to break up with their partners for them. One day, he gets the first break-up request for Tony Stark.

(what is hate) but jilted love by LemonGrenade

After a messy mission, Tony winds up injured and unfit for duty. To keep the press and anyone else overly interested in the current post-Accords Avengers unaware, Tony elects to hide from the public eye at his cabin in the Canadian wilderness. His plan is simple: lay low and work on his projects until he's recovered enough to make it back.

And then Steve shows up.

with a decent happiness by torigates

Tony Stark is Iron Man. Steve Rogers isn't, and never was Captain America.

Or, the one where everything is the same except Steve is a kindergarten teacher.

Star-joined Lovers by Ellster

Decades apart two boys are born with identical stars on their chests. As they find each other, their marks come into color.

In Our Arms by tinystark616

Having a threesome with Mark 42 was Tony's idea. Of course, he enjoys watching Steve with the suit more than he thought he would.

your heart breaks in my chest by deathsweetqueen

Steve Rogers was never more happy the day that his soulmark came in, but it led to nothing but disappointment and shame when his soulmate ignored everything he scribbled across his arm; as the years went by, the reason became unmistakable: why would his soulmate want a weak, wretched little thing like him?

Tony Stark was born bitter cold, like he was made of hailstone, and when his soulmark carved itself across his pulse point, he realised why; so, what is his life worth, what could it ever be worth, when his soulmate is dead and he would never have been worthy of him had he been alive anyway?

Patriarch by spqr

Steve ducks into the hall and comes back with a warm, freshly-laundered towel, which feels so good when he wraps it around Tony’s shoulders that he almost lets out a moan. “There we go,” Steve says. “Don’t want you to catch cold.”

“Thanks, daddy,” Tony quips, because he’s an idiot.

Except Steve’s close enough, his hands wrapped around Tony’s biceps through the towel, that Tony can feel his full-body shudder.

#tony stark #steve rogers #stony #stevetony weekly #stevetony #iron man #captain america #stevetony fic #stony fic #fic rec

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Blister

Find my masterlist

Okay! Here we are with the ace alpha Din story I’ve been teasing the past couple weeks! Honestly I’m super happy with how this turned out. Could I talk more about this universe and the gender assumptions and norms? Yes. Could I talk more about the experience of being ace in this universe? Yes. But this also covers everything I wanted to cover here.

Maybe I’ll write more. Who knows...

Warnings: Talk of sex, feelings of inadequacy, feelings of confusion, brief derogatory language, non-explicit violence, A/B/O dynamics.

Word Count: 5k

Ace alpha Din x ace omega f!reader

You'd been with the Mandalorian and the child for weeks. Since he'd stepped in and saved you.

You'd always thought those stories of alphas protecting people were just bedtime stories. You certainly had never expected to be proven wrong so thoroughly and repeatedly.

After that first incident, you had apparently somehow become one of two people Mando protected. The other was the child, precious and precocious and adorable.

And it was good. Better than good, really. You got to see more of the galaxy than you ever would have on your own. You helped take care of the child, and Mando when he needed it. (Which was often. He didn't always remember to feed himself, and you were ruthless about shoving food at him and leaving before he could do anything like hand it back.) You never felt like you were in danger, and for all that your life was constantly on the go now, you also had more of a sense of belonging than you had in years.

Sure, you didn't need an alpha… but it was nice to have one around, anyway.

Speaking of the alpha…

He dropped lightly to the floor of the hold, child cradled in one arm, armor gleaming and in place as usual.

"I'll be back tomorrow," he promised you, handing over the child. "Be good."

You weren't sure if that last was aimed at the child… or at you. So you just smiled. "Good hunting."

He nodded once before he turned and left, apparently already supplied and ready to go. He did grab the pulse rifle before he left, though. You'd noticed he hardly ever left it behind.

Then the ship closed up behind him and you looked down at the child, wrinkling your nose playfully. "Well, kiddo, what shall we do for now?"

You had been raised with the standard omega being a house parent. Omegas on your home planet didn't really hold jobs, more focused on family and home. But you'd never been interested in that. You'd been far too curious, too interested in exploring the galaxy and seeing what all there was to see.

Despite that, you'd settled into the role of caretaker for the little one pretty easily. He was easy to entertain, most of the time, and easy to feed.

You'd just given him his dinner and sat next to him, absently frowning at the rear hatch. Mando's scent lingered on the ship and the child, but not on you. He only rarely scented you, and you had to wonder about it.

You were pretty sure he liked you. At least well enough to let you stay, and he trusted you with the kid. But he didn't scent you, didn't offer that you could scent him, didn't really do much of anything you associated with alpha behavior, except offer his silent protection whenever you went out.

But the lack of action on his part sometimes made you wonder how he actually viewed you.

Which brought its own set of problems.

Making a face at yourself, you reminded yourself to be grateful he wasn’t asking for more. Next to you, the child burped, interrupting your train of thought.

The child finally fell asleep for the night in his floating pram, leaving you to sit in the hold in the almost oppressive silence.

What were you doing, really?

Groaning softly, you rubbed your forehead, feeling a stress headache coming on. Standing and stretching, you absently checked your nest. It wasn't much of a nest, not really, but you'd brought a few pillows and a few blankets to make your hammock more comfortable, the familiar scent of home and omega soothing to you.

(And if you wanted a bit of alpha scent in there… well, that was just instincts, since you were traveling with him. Besides, you couldn't just ask him to scent one of your pillows, that was–no. Just no.)

You woke to the hiss of the carbonite unit, blinking blearily at the ceiling above you. Right. Mando must have gotten back. You yawned, debating trying to go back to sleep.

There was a clang as the slab of carbonite slotted into place, and then footsteps. He was probably going to check on the kid then head up to the cockpit.

But the footsteps stopped outside your nest, the scent of alpha growing stronger. There was something else in there too, a sort of sharpness to his scent that was definitely new. You blinked a couple times again to clear your vision before swinging your legs out of the hammock.

"Mando?" You bit your lip, looking him over as much as you could.

He was still fully clad, armor unscathed and only a little muddy, visor trained on you. He was breathing harder than he should be, holding himself almost completely still, but for the twitching of his fingers at his sides. Your gaze caught on a tear in his flight suit over his bicep, revealing a glimpse of skin and a trickle of blood.

"Mando?" You asked again, a little alarmed now. "Are you okay? Do you need help?" You slid out of your hammock, shivering briefly when your bare feet touched the cold metal.

He still didn't say anything, but he did move. He stepped in closer to you, very much into your personal space, yanking his gloves off with impatient motions. Both hands settled at your waist for a moment, and you could feel the tremble in his fingers. But, when you didn't object to the touch, he ran his hands up your sides to your shoulders.

He was checking you for injuries, you realized, heart squeezing in your chest. Making sure you were unharmed. Why, you had no idea, but he was.

"I'm okay," you murmured, low and soothing. "I'm not hurt. I'm fine."

His shoulders relaxed a little, easing down, and he nodded once.

And then he pulled you close, squished up against his armor, one big hand rubbing up and down your back. His hand paused at the nape of your neck and he growled, alpha-low and frustrated, before rubbing his wrist against your back.

Very confused, but also okay with this so far, you just relaxed into his hold. "Mando?" You tried again.

He huffed, the sound odd through the modulator, and lifted his hand to swipe his wrist over the top of your head. "Din."

"Hmm?" You blinked at him, breathing deeply as the protect-safe-ally scent sank into your skin. It was far too pleasing.

"Din." He dropped his head to your shoulder, cool metal just brushing your ear. This close, you could hear him breathing, long, deep inhales and slow, shuddering exhales.

"Din?"

He groaned softly, free hand clutching you closer and rubbing more of his scent onto your clothes.

Oh. Oh. His name. His name was Din. Your lips parted in surprise, something warm blooming in your chest.

"Din," you repeated, and got another soft groan in response. "Are you hurt?"

He grumbled something vaguely in the negative before he moved, picking you up and ignoring your startled yelp as he moved the two of you to a corner. He sat, arranging you in his lap so you were curled against him, as comfortable as you could be with beskar under your ass. His arms stayed around your waist, holding you there and keeping you warm.

This was… new. Honestly, you weren't entirely sure you were awake, this was so far from the norm of his past behavior. He had always been very hands off. Didn't touch you without permission, and barely ever did touch you. He wasn't ever that verbose, but this level of nonverbal was new. A gentle rumble started in his chest, a soothing sound meant to reassure pack.

Add that to the list of new things from him.

Almost against your will, you relaxed into him. You trusted him not to hurt you, and he hadn't made any moves on you. In fact, he didn't seem to be interested in anything beyond cuddling, which was amazing and perfect and soothed a part of you that had been fretting about what if he wanted more. And, despite whatever had caused this, the cuddling was… nice.

Not thinking too hard about it, you lifted one hand to rub your wrist against his cowl, scenting him in return. The rumbling increased in volume.

A coo caught both of your attention, and you both looked at the child waddling towards you. Big green ears twitched and he lifted one hand in a clear request.

Din huffed but lifted the kid, scooping him up and into your lap before securing his arm around the two of you. The kid nestled in against your front, keeping you thoroughly warm.

Between the kid's soft snores as he quickly fell back asleep and the soothing rumble from Din, you drifted off again.

You woke in your hammock, the child a warm weight sprawled over your chest. You blinked slowly, reluctant to wake all the way, and wiggled a bit to get comfortable.

And then choked when your wiggling caused something to fall over your face. Dark cloth. Saturated in alpha scent.

Din's cloak.

That woke you up real fast, and you clutched the child to you as you sat up and slid out of the hammock. But the alpha was nowhere to be seen.

You drew in a deep breath, sniffing yourself. Yup. He had very definitely scented you and the kid both.

So that really had happened.

But… what had caused it? Something must have.

Confused and a little wary, you left the cloak on your hammock and made your way up to the cockpit.

"Din?"

He startled, shoulders tensing as he turned to face you. His pauldrons were gone, as well as the thigh plates. Something about it felt almost illicit, even though he wasn't actually showing any skin and you two had been cuddled up just hours ago.

"Are you okay?" You stepped cautiously closer, sinking down into your normal seat, one hand absently smoothing across the child's back.

He was very still for a few long moments before he nodded once, slowly. "I… apologize for my actions earlier," he murmured, low and… embarrassed?

"You don't have to apologize to me," you said, slow and careful, testing his mood. "You didn't do anything I was uncomfortable with."

Hands landing on his thighs, he shook his head slowly. "I was not entirely in control of myself."

You blinked once, not trying too hard to hide your surprise. Everyone had heard of concoctions that could trigger heats, or ruts, or amplify instincts, or suppress them entirely. But you were surprised Din had been hit with something. "You were fine. You didn't do anything bad."

Din was quiet, still tense, holding himself very still. "If you wished to leave–"

"No!" You shook your head, something akin to panic rising at the thought of leaving him, of leaving these two. "No, Din. Definitely not."

His shoulders lowered, just a little, fingers relaxing against his thighs. "Okay." He was quiet for a few moments longer. "We're heading to drop off the bounties and collect more pucks."

"Okay." You leaned back in your seat, relaxing a little now that the worst of this seemed to be over. "You want some caf?"

Din nodded once, turning his chair back to the controls. And that was that. You hauled the child with you as you went to make caf for yourself and Din.

Hopefully he felt better after actually talking to you.

But you had no way of knowing, not really. He kept himself hidden behind his armor, kept quiet, and didn't reach out again. He accepted food gracefully from you, but didn't push.

He didn't scent you again, either. And a part of you was deeply disappointed at that.

But you continued on, doing what you could to take care of him and the child both. Life had fallen into a sort of comfortable rhythm with them, honestly.

And if you quietly watched Din and longed for his scent, for the opportunity to cuddle up to the fearsome warrior… well, you kept it to yourself.

He clearly wasn't interested in you.

Which wasn't an entirely bad thing, you reminded yourself on the next planet. You stuck close to Din after the first alpha had leered at you and started towards you, a familiar (and still horrifying) lust in their gaze.

Din had stepped between you and the threat without a word, hand on his blaster. The other alpha had backed off.

Din didn't say a word, just motioned you to keep close. And you did. Even if he wasn't interested in you, you trusted that he would protect you.

That was enough. That would be enough.

The child looked between you and Din and murmured a soft concern. You rubbed a hand over his back.

"It's okay, kiddo," you whispered back for those big ears only. "Your dad is very good at keeping us safe."

Din didn't stumble or even look your way, but his chest did puff out, just a bit.

The cantina Din led you to was like so many others across the galaxy: dimly lit, warm, and with a potent mixture of scents. You wrinkled your nose, and the child in your arms sneezed. Twice.

Din sidled up to the barkeep, and you more or less ignored his routine. You knew he was looking for information, you didn't need to listen in.

Instead you surveyed the locals. Many of them were looking at you and Din, which honestly wasn't that uncommon. Din drew a lot of attention wherever he went - something about being the shiniest man in any given room.

But one of them actually approached, an older man with a nasty scar bisecting the right side of his face. "Hey," he said sharply, frowning thunderously. "Their kind aren't allowed in here." He jerked a hand at you.

Your heart lurched and then sank hard. Omegas. He meant omegas.

Din turned to look at the man, slowly, assessing the situation. "She's with me."

"No omegas allowed," the other alpha snapped, not giving an inch. "Make her leave, or we will."

You swallowed hard, holding the child a little tighter as the tension in the room ratcheted higher.

Din was silent and still but for his helmet shifting just slightly. Taking count, at a guess. Debating his moves.

So you decided for him. "I'll be out front," you murmured to him. You took one step before leather-encased fingers closed around your wrist, gentle but immovable.

"You can wait here," Din murmured. "As soon as I get the information I need, we'll go."

"It's fine," you whispered, gaze darting from him to the locals, tension pulling your shoulders tight.

The barkeep interrupted before anything else could happen. "Guy you're lookin' for lives way out," he said, polishing a glass as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening. "You'll find him south of here."

Din inclined his head to the barkeep and then stepped in between you and the rest of the room. He didn't release your wrist. Just gently guided you out, keeping himself between you and danger.

"Are you alright?" He asked quietly once the two of you were walking away from the cantina.

"I'm fine," you assured him. "Not hurt or anything, I promise. Just… startled."

Din nodded once. But he still didn't release you yet, instead making sure you were with him as he walked. You didn't actually object, content to let him lead.

You didn't really like this planet anymore.

"Do you want to go back to the ship?"

You startled at the question, just a little, before you shook your head. "No. I mean, you said you don't really expect this one to be violent, right? I'd rather stay with you."

Din drew in a deep breath, just loud enough that you could hear it. And then he nodded once, swift and businesslike. "Okay," he rasped.

The two of you traveled in silence after that but for the child cooing or burbling. And Din didn't release you.

You tried very hard not to dwell on how nice it felt, how warm his hand was even through the leather, how easily he kept hold of your wrist. How much it made you feel wanted.

Din finally released you as you two left the town behind. But he didn't move away from you, the closeness appeasing something tight in your chest and letting you breathe easier.

Finally, Din paused. You could see a lone building up ahead, worn down and sagging.

"Wait here," Din murmured. "I don't expect a fight but I know you'll be safe here."

"Okay." You huffed but settled the kid more firmly against yourself. "We'll be here."

Din stood for a moment longer, visor trained on you, before he nodded, short and sharp. And then he turned and was gone, stalking towards the building.

You sighed and looked down at the kid, who had a handful of your top on hand. "Your dad, I swear," you muttered. "Alright. We might as well get comfy." You sat and settled the kid on your lap.

It wasn't hard to keep the kid entertained with quiet games, and it helped distract you from the waiting too, which was good.

Although, as it turned out, you didn't have to wait long after all.

Din returned with the bounty in binders and nodded once to you. You stood and followed him, kid once again held against your front.

The bounty took one look at you, sniffed the air, and grinned, showing off yellowed, sharp teeth. "Well, Mando, bet I know what you keep this one around for," he hissed, the insinuation clear in his tone.

You went hot, outraged and embarrassed and flustered. But you never had a chance to say a word. Because Din's fist shot out and caught the bounty hard in the head, dropping him like a stone.

"Let's go," Din grunted, hauling the bounty across his back and shoulders. You swallowed at the sight, at the very obvious show of strength, and followed him back to the ship.

It didn't take him any time to get the bounty in carbonite, and then he was up the ladder and doing his pre-flight routine. You followed him up, sitting in your normal seat. You liked to watch him work, liked the casual competence with which he handled his ship.

But it didn't ignite any kind of sparks in your belly. You'd heard (and read) so many accounts where omegas got hot under the collar from various things, usually describing how warm they felt, or how certain parts of them reacted.

And you just… didn't. You never had. Most of the time, you kind of thought you were broken. Even during heat, you didn't want a sexual partner, just someone to be with you and take care of you.

Sounded to you a lot like you were broken, or something.

And you never intended for Din to find out, because he'd probably leave you if he did. (He wouldn't even be the first, and you couldn't blame any of your previous partners, alpha or otherwise, because how could they be expected to stay when you didn't even experience heat like a normal omega–)

"We've got a few days until we get to the next stop," Din told you without turning around, piloting the ship easily up and through atmo, back into open space.

"Okay." You waited until he'd made the jump to hyperspace before you stood and stretched, putting the kid down in his lap. Din just grunted and moved one hand to help support the kid, and to keep him away from the controls. "I'm gonna take the 'fresher for a bit."

Din nodded, and you headed down into the hold to grab fresh clothes and then lock yourself in the 'fresher.

You didn't even notice all was not well for another standard day. The first hint was the heat, leaving you uncomfortable even in the cool hold, until you had kicked off your blankets. Then you sat up and looked around, instincts itching, chewing on your lip. You needed… something.

Sliding out of your hammock, you shoved a couple crates around to make sure more enclosed space for yourself, and then pulled your blankets over. It wasn't until you were half way through constructing a basic nest that you realized what was happening.

You were going into heat.

Your eyes closed for a moment, shoulders tensing. Oh this was bad. You were still at least a standard day away from the next stop, and by then you'd be well in heat.

And of course you didn't have the meds to delay this heat. (Not that you liked doing that - it always made the next one more intense.)

Fuck. Oh fuck.

The sound of a hatch opening made you startle, and you turned to see Din emerging from his sleeping cubby. He was dressed down, armor stored for now, but helmet firmly in place as always. He looked good, still rumpled from sleep, and you honestly wanted nothing more than to curl up in the safety of his arms and sleep.

A soft call of your name brought you back to attention from your mental wanderings. "Are you okay?" He stepped closer slowly, hands loose at his sides. Trying his best to be non-threatening.

Not that he could ever really threaten you. You doubted you would ever find him scary.

"I'm…" you paused, hands trembling, unable to look at him. "I'm going into heat."

The statement sat between the two of you, heavy and dead. You swallowed hard, shifting your weight. When he still hadn't responded after a few moments, you hurried to continue.

"I don't expect anything, of course. I mean, I know you're busy, you've got a lot of things you have to do, but maybe you can just… drop me somewhere for a few days? I don't want to–to–make you uncomfortable."

Din shook his head slowly, taking another step closer. "No," he murmured. "You won't. But I can't… I can't give you what you need." He shifted his weight, shoulders curled in, hands twitching at his side.

Your heart cracked, pain an immediate and undeniable reaction to the admittedly gentle let down. You sucked in a sharp breath, looking away.

But. Wait. Rational thought partially returned. He could cuddle you. He had before. Sure, it had kind of been under the influence, but he was clearly capable of it. You wouldn't even ask him to remove any clothing or anything, you could work with clothed cuddles.

"Din," you started slowly, lifting your gaze again, "what do you think I need?"

He shifted again, shoulders curling in, about as sheepish as ever you'd seen him. "Well, you're in heat, you need…" he trailed off, making an aborted hand gesture.

"Din." You licked your lips, hope curling delicate and tentative in your chest. "I don't want sex."

He stopped, holding so still you wondered if he was even breathing. "You… don't?"

"No. I'm, uh." You swallowed, nerves fluttering in your stomach along with the hope, making your fingers tingle and your heart pound. "I never want sex. I'm not… I've never been interested. I think I'm broken."

Your heart raced with mingled relief and dread. You'd never admitted it aloud, that you felt broken.

"You're not broken." Din stepped closer to you, hands reaching out to cup your elbows. "Don't say that."

You nodded, a little helplessly, swaying in closer to him. He just smelled so good and warm and safe.

"I can't give you sex," Din murmured. "But anything else is fine."

"Stay," you pleaded, unplanned but honest. "Please. I want you to."

Silence held for several moments before Din nodded. "One moment," he murmured, releasing you and stepping back. You really couldn't help the little whine at the loss of contact, and he twitched. "I'll be right back."

You nodded, teeth clamped together, and Din slipped away, back to his bunk. But he came right back, as promised, with a blanket. He held it out, a little awkward but still sweet.

"Thank you." You took the blanket, resisting the urge to bury your nose in it, and instead added it to your nest. Satisfied, you nodded once.

"Do you have supplies?" Din asked, still standing a respectful distance from your nest.

"Not yet," you admitted, a little shame-faced. "I was still… figuring out. Uh. What I was going to do."

Din nodded, shoulders more relaxed now. "I'll be right back."

You nodded and sat in your nest, starting to get comfortable. The warmth under your skin was more bearable now that you had alpha-scent on your nest, and you sprawled out to wait.

Gentle nudging woke you, and you blinked a few times, momentarily disoriented. Din stood over you, still outside your nest. A small pile of supplies sat next to the nest, and you blinked.

"You awake?" He asked quietly.

You grunted noncommittally, not entirely sure yourself.

"You need anything else?"

You huffed and forced yourself to sit up, looking over the supplies. Food and water, chem cold and hot packs, and another cloak. Also, the kid was awake and cooing at you, ears wiggling.

"Gimme." You held your hands out for the kid impatiently.

There was a soft huff of laughter before Din handed him over, and you cuddled the kid into your chest.

"Anything else?" Din asked again, crouched outside the nest.

"Get in here." You wiggled around a bit to make room for him.

Slowly, a little hesitantly, he moved into your nest. And then settled down, laying stiff as a board next to you.

You hesitated, child still held to your chest, the burning in your veins settling down to a simmer with the skin contact. "If you don't want to be here–"

You yipped as Din cut you off, striking fast and bringing you down next to him. One hand cushioned the back of your head, his other gripping your hip to tug you into his warmth.

You melted into the contact, nestling the kid safely between the two of you and tucking your head down against Din's chest. He hummed softly, and your eyes slipped closed. Stars, this was nearly perfect. You considered for a moment before you briefly moved the child, tucking him against his dad before you wiggled out of your top. Left in your chest binding, you cuddled back in against the two of them and sighed happily.

This was perfect.

None of you moved unless the kid had to use the 'fresher, since Din brought enough food for you both.

And then the navcomp beeped, and Din swore softly. "I have to get that," he murmured regretfully, slowly extricating himself.

You pouted. But settled into your nest with the kid tucked under your chin, reaching one hand out to rub your scent into his neck. His breath caught and he went stock still. You blinked slowly at him, languid and pleased. The navcomp beeped again, louder this time, and he was gone.

You grumbled under your breath, annoyed that he'd left. Even if you understood rationally that he needed to. But you didn't want him to go, you wanted him to stay here where he was safe and warm and content–

The child whined a little and patted your cheeks, ears back.

"It's okay," you soothed automatically, rubbing one hand over his back, and then your wrist to smother him more in your scent. He calmed again, though he didn't settle entirely. He kept looking over his shoulder towards the ladder.

Din hit the floor with a thud, walking swiftly back to the two of you and getting back in the nest. "Easy, omega," he murmured, low and soothing and raspy. "We're fine, you're okay."

You huffed and grabbed his arm, pulling him in closer. After a bit of creative rearranging (and one slightly pained groan when you accidentally elbowed him) you set the child on the pillow next to Din, and then flopped across the top of him. Din huffed out a breath but slung his arms around you, settling down to cuddle.

You hummed happily and tucked your head down under the helmet. Closing your eyes, you nosed closer until your cheek was pressed to his shoulder, your nose tucked against the bare skin of his throat. He made a little choking noise but didn't move you, so you stayed right there. His heartbeat slowly settled down and relaxed back into sleep, his arms lax around your waist, his breathing deep and steady. The child snored softly from his spot next to Din.

Warm and content, you smiled, but didn't move. You were perfectly happy here. Your heat was less intense than usual, less of the cramping and aching that you usually associated with these few days. You didn't feel like you were burning from the inside out, either.

But you also still felt no desire for more than this. Well. Okay. That was a slight lie - you would love more skin contact. That was even better for heat cuddles. But this closeness, being surrounded with his scent and with him shoving food and water at you, was more than enough to satisfy you.

Actually, the thought of having sex right now made you wrinkle your nose. Apparently some distress must have leaked into your scent, because Din woke up and rumbled at you, rubbing his hand up and down your back until you relaxed again. Then he huffed and tipped his head to press the helmet briefly to the top of your head. And promptly went back to sleep.

Yeah. This was pretty much perfect right here. You absolutely, selfishly hoped that you had a chance to spend many more heats just like this.

Later, you'd find out he set the ship to orbit until you were all ready to go. Later, you'd learn that he squirreled away one of the blankets from your nest to keep for himself. Later, there would be shy admissions and careful talks about what you both wanted and didn't want. Later, there would be an actual offer.

But that night, you slept soundly, pressed against your little family, and felt nothing more than warmth.

#Silent Voice #ace alpha din #f!reader #ace omega f!reader

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dark-elf-writes · 1 year

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Anon, I have a list with most (?) of the recent AUs so I hope this helps :D

AU TAG LIST:

Unnamed: team seven has their own genin teams

- Okay but if team seven eventually had genin teams of their own?

- And imagine Sasuke having his various outfit choices criticized by three teenaged girls everyday for the rest of his life.

- the day they all come to training in orange

- naruto is awful at shogi

Unnamed: hokage naruto and sasuke take chunin exam and adopt a bunch of kids

- A record number of genin are promoted and every single one of them are hanging off the literal Hokage

- Naruto just “I am your father now” to everyone he sees.

- The world needs more good dad naruto :D

- Their third is a naruto clone transformed into a fox and controlled by Kurama

My Brothers Keeper Au: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/my%20brother%E2%80%99s%20keeper%20au/chrono

- Ride or die sasuke

- sasuke slashes his kunai

Pakkun Sensei: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/pakkun%20sensei/chrono

Little Trickster AU: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/little%20trickster%20au/chrono

Bodyguard AU: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/bodyguard%20au/chrono

Alpha Shika: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/alpha%20shika/chrono

Buff Tenten: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/buff%20tenten/chrono

Green Pens and Vigilante Justice: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/green%20pens%20and%20vigilante%20justice/chrono

Bard Zuku: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/bard%20zuku/chrono

- They would take one look at this feral child that fights with their words and just yoink Izuku so fast.

- Don’t know if I want it to be Izuku or an OC but mha character whose quirk is basically vicious mockery/other bard spells.

- The embodiment of that one Stiles quote. They are a hundred pounds soaking wet and like 5’5” sarcasm is their only defense.

Cataclysm AU: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/cataclysm%20au/chrono

- there was a tornado. That was on fire. With water whips attached.

- Naruto has a wind affinity and a proclivity for being yeeted

- Flying squirrel Naruto is killing me like this man makes the first version of a wind suit so he can go farther.

-IMAGINE A TINY ASS CHILD SHRIEKING BLOODY MURDER AS HE FALLS

- Just Kakashi’s little cataclysms

Ghosts and Greenery: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged ghosts%20and%20greenery/chrono

Omega Naruto: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/omega%20naruto/chrono

- Aged up Kakanaru could be fun

- If sasuke tried to leave the village and omega naruto was there

Omega Izuku: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/omega%20izuku/chrono

- But with shindeku everyone would assume

BirdZuku AU:

- molting would suck in the dorms

- Izuku with fragile little bird bones

- Concept: Tokoyami doing the toothless

- I’m imaging a very much Bird Crush

Fox in Wolf’s Clothing AU: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/fox%20in%20wolf%E2%80%99s%20clothing%20au/chrono

Idol AU: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/idol%20au/chrono

- First post: Gaara is known for a more Rock

Cowboy Sand Sibs: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/cowboy%20sand%20sibs/chrono

How to Woo an Uchiha: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/how%20to%20woo%20an%20uchiha/chrono

- AU with no Uchiha Massacre where Naruto is Sasuke’s

- My mother says I have Uzu eyes

Red Lights and Fox Fire Au: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/red%20lights%20and%20fox%20fire%20au/chrono

Unnamed: kitsune naruto

- Naruto curses himself for not learning more

- Naruto would be so precious with fox summons

Hot For Teacher AU: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/hot%20for%20teacher%20au/chrono

Song of the Sea AU: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/song%20of%20the%20sea%20au/chrono

Timeloop AU: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/timeloop%20au/chrono

Symbol of Safety AU: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/symbol%20of%20safety%20au/chrono

Hatake Clan AU: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/hatake%20clan%20au/chrono

- Note: Some Hatake Clan lore is untagged and can be found separately by searching…

- “I wanted to share this Kakashi AU in fic format”

- “The image of the Hatake’s walking through a field”.

- “I decided to rewrite and expand on some things :))”

- “The Hatake were not always as they are”.

- “Kakashi is so goddamn stressed out he turns his ancestors hair gray”

- Idk if these were meant to be untagged but I included it anyway:

- “The rest of the pack just watching/scoring”

- “TOXIC PAKKUN”

- “They meet up with Guy all the time to swap the stories”

- “Pakkun is a crotchety old man trapped in the body of a pug”

- “Tsume: They really need to do something”

- I hear what you’re saying but what it sounds like is Kakashi basically Jack O posing to box with a fucking pug

- Pakkun would find it more insulting if he didn’t look so hilarious doing it

- minato watching nearby

- kakashi would never shut up about it either.

Venomous Naruto: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/venomous%20naruto/chrono

Venomous Naruto: The Breaking of Team Seven: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/venomous%20naruto:%20the%20breaking%20of%20team%20seven/chrono

Naruto Uzumaki Protection Squad: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/naruto%20uzumaki%20protection%20squad/chrono

- Note: first 2 post are not tagged; can both be found by searching “slacker squad”.

- Additional note: second post is tagged #Naruto protection squad instead of #Naruto Uzumaki protection squad

Shinobi Babysitter’s Club AU: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/Shinobi%20babysitter%E2%80%99s%20club%20au/chrono

- Note: The first post was a kakashi simp/appreciation ask from me but it could be added to the tag for full coverage since it sets the scene of the au. Can be found by searching “Aizawa energy”

Kakashi’s Mom: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/Kakashi%E2%80%99s%20mom%20au/chrono

Unnamed: there’s this kinda au you made with Naruto thinking the fourth hokage is boring and preferring Hashi or Tobi but it doesn’t have a tag. Screen shots included in next ask so u can just tag that

Unnamed: Shikamaru finds out naruto is the son of the fourth hokage.

- Note: Second post can be found by searching “my tumblr keeps crashing” and the first by searching #brilliance.

- There is also 2 other people find out posts that can be found by searching “it happens in the middle of class” and “Are there just no pictures of the Fourth Hokage other than the whole mountain thing”

Unnamed: another orochimaru time travel. Less of an au and more of a prompt. Post can be found under #Oro-Sasuke is redefining emotionally repressed

Tree of Youth: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/tree%20of%20youth%20au/chrono

Color Blind Naruto: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/color%20blind%20naruto/chrono

Ohana AU: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/ohana%20au/chrono

- Some posts are untagged so you can find them by searching:

- “Both are amazing. I could see them doing both tbh”

- “I mean Naruto is definitely his own level of Too Much”

Foxy Naru: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/foxy%20naru/chrono

- Unincluded post can be found by searching:

- “Give me night shine and predator instincts”

- “The fist time Shikaku woke up his son and got growled at”

Vigilante Deku: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/vigilante%20deku/chrono

- Note: I included post can be found by searching “They’re honestly thankful for their mask so he can’t see how flustered they are”

Hunter Au: https://dark-elf-writes.tumblr.com/tagged/hunter%20au/chrono

Ya boy ye ally needs to go through and start naming things and organizing tags. Big rip

Also bless you I adore you

#the elf talks #naruto #au masterlist #au masterpost #naruto au masterlist #I swear I will eventually unearth the laptop and get things actualyl organized #I am bad at names and have so much adhd

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prototype-naris · 2 years

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..."I'll keep you full and loved, my precious Snezhnayan flower."

╭⌗ Warnings: 18+, minors dni!!

╭⌗ Paring: [🔶️💧] Alpha Zhongli × Omega Childe

╭⌗ Tags: Omegaverse, Forced mpreg, Possessive Zhongli

Notes: Much love to everyone that took the time to read this and I hope you enjoy it! Twt thread

Sex with Zhongli during his rut is a dangerous affair for Childe. The way his lust clouded mind craves and wants for Childe is beyond anything the young Harbinger has seen before.

Don't get him wrong, it feels great to be sought after in such a way. But hearing the way Zhongli chants his name like a follower worshiping their god—but with a sinful, primal edge to it—has him reeling at the high.

But at the same time, the rough yet soothing caress of Zhongli's fingers roaming aimlessly around his body. His deep and rich moans of pleasure as he ravages Childe with words of adoration, along with words filled with enough depravity to rival the abyss.

"My dear, Childe. You're so good to me, so perfect, so–" A stangled moan leaves Zhongli's lips.

He gasps for air as he shoves his cock deeper into Childe's suffocating heat. Leaving the poor omega to bury his face into the pillow below in an attempt to quiet his whimpers.

His thrusts turn rougher and more uncoordinated and Childe knows that at any time now, the alpha will start his foolish talks.

A warm kiss is placed on the nape of his neck. Zhongli's mouth lingers a little while longer before he starts to lick erratically at Childe's already sensitive nape, "you will bear my children. I'll keep you full and loved, my precious Snezhnayan flower."

"I'll see to it that you never have to go without or depend on that troublesome god."

Zhongli with his nonsensical and frivolous words. Childe couldn't believe he had the audacity to claim complete ownership of him and sully the name of the Tsaritsa.

He'll make sure Zhongli pays for this with tears and blood!

But the heat that engulfs Childe's body almost burns him to ashes, and his resolve along with it.

Zhongli being pressed up against him, pounding into his hole so, so deep without a care and fucking into him like he's a seasoned whore weakens his ire.

Childe loosens his grip on the bed sheets and attempts to reach behind and grab a hold of Zhongli.

Somehow, he manages to place a shaky hand onto the ravenous archon's hair, and Zhongli mistakens the action as a sign for: more pleasure, more kisses, give me your knot.

And Zhongli happily indulges his own fantasies.

"Don't disrespect the Tsarits-ah! D-dammit, Zhongli!"

The sound of skin slapping against skin grows louder. And Childe's inner omega breaks at the thought of Zhongli close to reaching his end.

"Liyue will be your new home," Zhongli says, matter of factly with his voice low as he pants hotly against the shell of Childe's ear, then licks and sucks on the lobe enough to leave a bruise.

By the end of the night, Zhongli will make sure everyone knows who he belongs to.

The alpha brings his thrusts to a halt, then says something that sends Childe's face flushing with embarrassment.

"Both of us are well aware that we are fated to be, and I refuse to let you run off into the arms of another."

"Zhongli," Childe starts to cry when he feels the warmth of his cock pumping loads of come into him. A litter of children will come of this, no doubt. And Childe can only hope that Zhongli makes good on his word in caring for them.

Making sure that his seed takes, Zhongli fucks as much of his spend into an already out of breath Childe. Then removes himself and allows his mate a moment of repsite. Leaving nothing but the tip of his slick covered cock pressed gingerly against Childe's puffy, twitching hole.

"Three pups should be guaranteed," Zhongli remarks, gently rubbing on his mate's swollen stomach, "but that won't be enough."

Zhongli's cock pulses, darkening in color and veins glowing a golden hue.

#zhongchi #zhongchi headcannons #zhongchi au #zhongli x childe #znl.zhongchi

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merv606 · 5 months

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Omega Daniel, happily married to Alpha Terry for a few months now, discovers Terry has forgotten his lunch on his way to work that morning for an early meeting. Though Terry can of course get something easily, Daniel always makes their food, and this delicious lunch is no exception. So he decides to visit Terry at his office downtown and give it to him.

Thing is, Daniel is pregnant, and Terry doesn’t approve of him leaving their home without his permission, even moreso now that he carries their child. Sweet little Daniel doesn’t think his Alpha will mind this one time—after all, Daniel just wants him to not go hungry!

But when he arrives, he finds himself accidentally interrupting Terry’s meeting…the only Omega with all the other business Alphas who don’t even bother hiding how delectable they find his pretty little self. Terry lets them fawn over his Omega, look but not touch, and even speak to ask him questions…before cancelling the meeting and sending them out.

Daniel hands him his lunch with a cuddle, and turns to go back home…but finds himself restrained in Terry’s arms, almost enough to hurt.

“Did you think, little one,” Terry says lowly, holding him tightly enough to bruise and make Daniel whimper softly, “that I would let you return home just like that? After you disobeyed me, your Alpha, so blatantly? Coming here unchaperoned, and unprotected? And then having other Alphas leer and look at you with filthy thoughts?”

“Ah, S-Sir, please…Alpha, I can, I c-can expl—“

“Don’t interrupt me, sweetheart. You’re in enough trouble as is. And will be punished accordingly.”

See, I would imagine that Terry would have security and Daniel would have his own security detail should he even try to leave the house without Terry that is which is rare. In fact, since getting him with child, security follows them both when they go out.

So, the fact that Daniel was able to leave without them noticing - well Terry is upset sure, but not at his little omega.

Heads are going to roll.

Besides, there is a time for roughness but not when his precious omega is so early in his pregnancy, a pregnancy which is also his first.

And he would never distress his little omega while in this state.

So in your scenario let us say Terry is upset. Maybe security did escort him but Terry still prefers he stay home.

“Sweetheart, what have I said about leaving the house while you’re in this condition,” and Terry tries to be as gentle as possible with his reprimand.

It doesn’t seem to work though, Terry can see the pure happiness on his boy’s face fall off, slowly but surely, as doubt creeps in.

He only wanted to see his alpha and deliver the lunch he made him that he had forgotten.

Ever since getting him with child he’s been needy - instincts and hormones making him cling to Terry.

This isn’t a problem - Terry doesn’t mind it and he is directly responsible for it, successfully breeding the little omega right away, it taking on their wedding night, the first time Daniel had anything inside him. Also, Terry is normally not far from his little mate, but he did need to go into the office to handle something. He had promised his pouting boy when he kissed him goodbye this morning that he wouldn’t be too late.

“I am sorry,” and the tears start to fall now, big streaks down his cheeks. “I didn’t want you to be hungry. I thought it was a good thing, to bring it to you.” He sniffles then, adding, “I thought you’d be happy to see me,” and Terry’s alpha is on edge, hearing the wobble in Daniel’s voice, knowing he is responsible for it.

Terry sighs, tipping his head up, brushing away the tears. His alpha can’t stand the sight of tears in those big brown eyes.

“If anything happened to you,” he presses his forehead to his omega’s - his hand falling down to cover the small burgeoning bump Terry put there.

“I would never endanger our pup,” Daniel says, instantly indignat at the mere suggestion, and the hint of his temper shining through.

Terry has to not smile - his boy’s moods. He’s turning out to be a spicier omega than Terry had thought, which thrills him to no end.

His little omega is pouting now, arms crossed over his chest in annoyance and slight anger.

“I know, but anything could happen to you outside the safety of the house.”

He reaches out, Daniel allowing Terry to pull his arms loose.

“I need to know where you are and more importantly that you are safe - that you are both safe,” he stresses, hand back on the small bump, Daniel’s covering him.

Cue Daniel’s big brown eyes welling with tears once again as he sobs out that he’s sorry, he just didn’t want Terry to be hungry, and then, more devastating that he also missed Terry.

“I was lonely alpha,” is muffled into his chest, Terry rubbing his back soothingly. “I didn’t mean to worry you. I was just trying to be a good mate.”

“You are,” Terry agrees hoping to calm him before he gets too worked up. You wouldn’t know how to be anything but.”

Daniel smiles, Terry’s thumb wiping away the unshed tears, his eyelashes in wet clumps.

“Just next time, call me and make sure I’m okay with you leaving, okay?”

Daniel rubs his face into the alpha’s palm, a silent agreement to his alpha’s request.

Suddenly then, he looks at Terry, poking his chest accusingly. “Next time don’t forget your lunch.” A hand on his hip, as he faces the alpha now.

Terry insisted his boy stay in bed and rest, but Daniel had been stubborn, insisting he would be making his alpha lunch.

He leans down now, Daniel tilting his head up, the kiss the alpha’s own apology, but it quickly turns hearted as the little omega whimpers, rubbing himself against the alpha.

Since the morning sickness has passed, he has been quite libidinous, his pregnant mate.

Not that he was ever one to turn his alpha down. Always accepting his advances with a wide smirk and wider spread of his legs to let his alpha have him, but he is still a proper omega and does not initiate - always wanting for his alpha to make a move.

But now he is initiating and Terry puts his thighs out as his little one starts to grind on in, humping himself on it; working himself into a near frenzy in a short time.

Coming on the sweetest little Moan, soaking himself through his pants ; Terry’s getting damp from it.

“There we go,” Large hands rubbing up and down his back. His own cock rock hard at the sight of his little omega bringing himself off on his thigh in the middle of his office; the scent of his arousal and how wet he is for it.

“Please sir I ….. need more,” he drops a hand to the alpha’s cock, looking up at him through damp lashes.

It’s only shock and surprise that keeps Terry from undoing his pants and bending his little omega over then and there to give him what he’s asking for.

Unbuttoning his own shirt now, Daniel slowly revealing the curve of his chest, those small little mounds growing bigger each day as Terry’s child grows stronger inside him.

Terry is stock still - his little omega putting himself on such wanton display - so needy and desperate for Terry’s touch, his cock, that Daniel’s trying to entice his alpha into fucking him in his office is something Terry’s dreamed of.

Then Daniel is slipping the shirt off his shoulders, and it pools in the crook of his elbow as he brings his hand up to cup his tits, pushing them together.

Terry’s cock aches to be buried between them, bathe his chest in white; cover it completely in his scent.

A hitch of breath and a moaned out alpha, as his thumbs brush the hard points of them.

Terry feels dizzy; unsure if he’s ever been this turned on by his little mate.

“Please,” Daniel mewls, rolling his nipples between his fingers, “don’t you want me…….”

Before Daniel knows it’s, he’s on the couch, face down, ass up with his alpha inside him. Terry’s pants down enough to get his cock out and into the horny little omega - his hands on those perfect handfuls as he pounds into him, letting his mate feel exactly what his little display did to him.

“Everyone out there knows you’re in here being fucked, sweetheart,” which is true, between the wet noises of Terry taking him and the mewls and cries he’s wringing out of him, not letting Danielle quiet them by biting the pillow or anything else.

“How much of a little harlot you’re being … how much you like an alpha’s cock inside your tight little cunt …. as if one look at that belly didn’t already tell everyone how you spread for it.”

A sharp cry as Terry spreads his fingers a bit, closing it again around sensitive nipples when they poke through.

“Let an alpha come deep inside you.”

“How easy it was to knock you up - how desperate your body was for it.”

“Took on the first load on our wedding night ….”

“First time you ever had a cock inside you ….”

“Meant to be bred weren’t you.”

“Pussy like this…..”

“Yes alpha please ….. bred me,” delirious almost with the need to come again, greedy little thing of Terry’s design.

“Touch me please,” he pleads so sweetly.

“I am,” the older man chuckles, a dark edge to it.

“No sir,” Daniel whimpers, cunt clenching on a particularly good thrust … “my rosebud sir … it aches.”

Terry takes Daniel’s hand, placing his fingers on his own rosebud, his larger hand covering his, directing him how to touch hismself as Terry fucks him.

“Good little omegas don’t seduce their husbands in their office during work.”

“They don’t touch themselves.”

“No they don’t,” Daniel moans, “but Good omegas also do what is needed to please their husbands.”

It goes without saying they both know this pleases Terry very, very much.

“Good boy,” Terry praises. He’s been working to rid Daniel of the church’s rhetoric. Well, whatever prevents him from having what he wants from Daniel anyway.

A quick flip and he’s on the alphas lap, impaled back on his cock, his alpha’s mouth on his sensitive chest, a hand rubbing his belly.

Daniel riding him, large hands on the softer flesh of his hips digging in as Terry helps him.

Looks like he’ll be cancelling the rest of his afternoon appointments.

He has much more important things to be doing.

#ask #I got an ask 🤩#cobra kai #daniel larusso #terry silver #karate kid #silverusso #silverrusso #I need a puritan verse

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cannellee · 3 months

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Hi, I hope you're well?

How do the Alpha!TR-boys behave (Mikey, Chifuyu, Baji, Kazutora, Izana, Kakucho, Shinichiro and South) when his Omega finally born their puppy?

But only if you want it or you feel like good.

Thank you very much :D

TOKYO REVENGERS OMEGAVERSE ☆

୨୧ alpha! tokyorev x omega! reader (pairing: mikey, chifuyu, baji, kazutora, izana, kakucho, shinichiro, south)

— their reactions to their omega giving birth

I kinda gave up at the end sorry it's not as detailed as the others😭

MY MASTERLIST : ☆

𐙚 ALPHA! MIKEY

mikey's overly excited, grinning from ear to ear like a child. you actually wanted to keep your pregnancy a secret from people and simply keep this a secret between you and mikey.

however, once your belly grows big enough that it's impossible to ignore it, mikey's the first to spread the news, happy to finally share that he's the one who knocked you up. despite his joy, he's feeling especially cautious and possessive. he's constantly oscillating between an extreme aggressiveness and an excessive care for you. it's a weird combo, but it works out for the both of you and you quickly find your balance during those 9 months.

when you get closer to your delivery, you can both feel it and while you get more sensitive and fragile because of all the hormones fighting inside you, mikey switches and reacts to your own needy pheromones. you can start smelling your baby's own soft scent and it sets mikey on edge to know he has to protect two human beings now, he's even more alert than before.

giving birth was hard and exhausting, and mikey stayed right by your side the whole time, acting like a moral support. hearing your little baby's first cries was truly an emotional moment : when mikey finally realised that he was a father. looking at your child's face, he smiled at how frail and how precious he looked. holding his tiny hand, he felt the responsibility of protecting and providing for his family even stronger than before, absolutely determined to cherish the both of you.

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𐙚 ALPHA! CHIFUYU

chifuyu, like all the others, is extremely ecstatic to hear you are expecting. when you first tell him, he's holding you in his arms, spinning you around and kissing your giggling face all over.

even before you can see a bump on your stomach, he's always caressing it, feeling giddy inside knowing he's going to be a father. it's your first child : he's anxious and afraid he won't do great, of course you reassure him, feeling your motherly instincts take over, you can't help yourself from wanting to help your mate feel okay.

but despite his initial anxiety, chifuyu quickly pulls himself together, ashamed he even let his pregnant omega take care of him when he is supposed to support her during this tough journey. he grows more confident and assertive during those 9 months, naturally taking the lead and being fully capable of knowing exactly what you need.

when you finally give birth, he's right by your side, holding your hands and letting you dig your nails as painfully deep as you need during the whole process. he's constantly checking on you, talking you through it to get your mind off of the pain of labour. even with your sweaty face and tired eyes, you remain the most beautiful omega in his eyes and he doesn't hesitate to kiss your lips once he hears your baby cry, signaling that you finally did it.

he's carefully holding the baby in his arms, already scenting her, then you, and hands her to you once you've calmed down enough. he smiles as he watches the both of you bond, all the doctors leaving the room after administering the last needed treatments. he takes his time to praise you gently, not rushing you in the slightest and watching with a content smile his most precious persons together.

the only moment he leaves your side afterwards is to get you a glass of water and buy some snacks. he grew even more protective and doesn't want to risk anything. he knows exactly what you need, you guys communicate with each other so well that you don't even need to voice your discomfort. not even when his mother is trying to separate you from your baby, too exhausted to be able to keep her in your weak arms. after contacting your families to announce you had given birth, you didn't think it would have pushed them to come and visit you right away...

she's snatching your pup despite your objections, insisting she has the right to cuddle her grand-daughter. the lack of contact sets you on edge and once chifuyu gets back, he immediately analyses the situation and kicks his own mother out, carefully placing back the child on your chest, apologising on behalf of her. he's scenting you and locking the door, making sure the next few days are spent in the intimacy of your home, where you'll focus on getting your strength back.

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𐙚 ALPHA! BAJI

baji has always wanted to take it further with you, feeling himself ready and able to support you and another little one. the thought alone of having mini versions of the both of you running around sparked his own instincts of fire, feeling them cloud his mind and flood him with images of your pregnant body.

he knew you would look absolutely gorgeous all swollen with his pups and now that his fantasy came true, he can only worship you even more. you smell heavenly and the way each piece of clothes highlight your bump, he can't help himself from touching it and keeping his hand glued to your stomach.

he's growling and threatening people, even his own friends, displeased with the way they so carelessly approach you even if you're the one who went up to them in the first place. after a few months, baji is keeping you at home, in your nest. you can't leave. he considers it better for both you and your baby's health to stay far from the pollution of the city and the annoying and soiled pheromones of others. your scent is so pure, so sweet and maternal, he wants the whole room to smell like you and preserve it the best he can.

the day your water broke, baji was extremely reactive, knowing exactly what to do as if he had done it a thousand times. he carries you and presses your head in his neck, forcing your stressed out self to inhale his comforting pheromones. he reassures you, telling you you're almost there, and with the way he manages to keep his tone very calm, it rubs off on you and soothes your stress a tiny bit.

he's definitely not leaving your side and even pressures the doctors into taking very good care of you and your baby. he's kissing your knuckles, telling you how strong you are and how proud of you he is.

after you were sent home, he's fulfilling your every needs, satisfyingly watching his omega feed your baby. he's scenting you when you need it, massaging your neck and feet when it feels too much and monitoring who is allowed to meet you and your pup, not wanting too many people next to his newly formed family.

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𐙚 ALPHA! KAZUTORA

kazutora's relationship with you and your baby is heavily determined by his traumas he's still trying to heal from. he has a past which is difficult to ignore and his worst nightmare is to become like his father and reproduce the abusive pattern he grew up with.

he had his fears when you were pregnant but was far too happy to fully think about it. the sense of familiarity he found within you was reassuring enough that, even if he was still doubtful, the trust you put in him helped him gain confidence.

but now that you're both there, right in front of his eyes, defenceless enough that one wrong move from him would give you severe injuries, he's not so sure anymore of what he's doing. he's flinching whenever he accidentally makes a loud noise, scared the baby might associate him with something unpleasant. he scents the both of you too often to even count, making sure his pheromones become a source of comfort and nothing else.

but one thing he is good at, is driving alphas away. you might not have noticed it but, except for his most trusted friends, both you and your child didn't interact with any other alpha for at least a year. he just loves you too much to risk being careless and threaten your health, he wants to be a good father and prove to himself that he has changed for the best.

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𐙚 ALPHA! IZANA

you didn't want to tell him at first, knowing how explosive izana's personality was and how right now wasn't a particularly good time, with all the fights he still got into. denying your pregnancy unknowingly took a toll on your health and soon enough you found yourself hospitalised. your belly was as flat as always despite the fact that you were getting dangerously close to the final day.

izana rushed to your side once he heard the news of the two of you's future responsibility. he held your hand, upset more against himself than against you for not even noticing any changes in your behavior and so obliviously holding you at night without a single clue of your actual condition. he took you home in a heartbeat after consulting the doctors and instead focused on taking care of you, providing a safe environment for you and your future baby and making sure you gained your health back by following exactly what the experts advised.

the moment your daughter is born, he's turning into a hopelessly devoted dad who'll do anything to keep both his princesses satisfied. he spends most of his time praising you for being such a strong and resistant omega, delivering your baby despite the excruciating pain.

his instincts are now even more sensitive than before, fearing so strongly a possible threat. he growls and threatens with intimidating pheromones for any strangers to stay away, no matter who they are : it's his baby and his omega, both in a weakened state considering what they went through. nobody's passing through him. he has the urge to show you how well he can take care of you, to prove you how wrong you were to be scared to tell him you were having his baby.

his favourite moments are when the both of you are in his arms, securely tucked right against his chest, with his precious omega breastfeeding their pup like the good mother she is, nurturing instincts taking over her so much to the point he can't help but regret not impregnating you sooner.

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𐙚 ALPHA! KAKUCHO

you didn't even have to tell kakucho : he could smell the slightest change of scent within you and instantly knew that the new coconut scent wasn't exactly yours. for him, that was a heavy indicator of what you were going through.

and he's elated, absolutely blissful to learn that the love of his life is waiting for a child, his child. kakucho is family oriented and welcoming a new member inside your home felt like the accomplishment of his life.

he makes sure the whole process goes smoothly, learns a lot of things to manage any situations with great skills and provides anything you might need. once your baby comes into your lives, he's getting more and more protective, taking care of the both of you like you're made of glass.

you don't move, you stay inside the safety of your nest, trying to recover from the shock your body went through. he's bringing your meals after preparing them according to a nutritionist's study about pregnant omegas and the preferred diet they should have after delivering. he's constantly asking how you're feeling, fearing your health might sink as it happens often. but you only seem to improve and you assure him you're doing just fine.

he doesn't forget to thank you. kakucho actually feels extremely grateful to you, who gave birth to his lovely pup and he keeps a watchful eye on the both of you. when the baby's not in your arms, he's in kakucho's, who tenderly rocks him in his arms, looking not one bit awkward, expertly consoling his little newborn.

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𐙚 ALPHA! SHINICHIRO

shinichiro is as emotional as ever, not taking the news lightly and crying from joy, crushing you into a very long hug before immediately apologising and putting a gentle hand over your still flat stomach.

he's pacing outside of the room when his omega finally gets into labor, both anxious and excited to meet his newborn. meeting his son for the first time felt surreal. he walked in, his eyes immediately finding his omega resting on the bed, looking exhausted but radiant. in your arms was the tiniest bundle, wrapped snugly in a pastel blanket. he walked slowly towards you, as if in a dream, and when you held out the baby to him, he hesitated for a moment before taking him into his arms. his voice was thick with emotion when he introduced himself to him, proudly saying that he was his dad.

when he carried you back home, he forced you to lay down on the couch, your baby safely curled up in your tired arms. he covered you in warm blankets, strongly scented by him to reassure the both of you while he focused on unpacking your stuff. you melted inside the familiarity of your home, a smile of content stretching your lips while you watched your alpha come and go, stopping every five minutes what he was doing to kiss you and the baby he so dearly adored.

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𐙚 ALPHA! SOUTH

the second he learns you're pregnant, you're not leaving his side anymore. you're spending those 9 months glued at the hip with each other, south carrying you everywhere despite you being fully capable of walking on your own just fine. he's simply scared you'll slip and hurt the both of you, which is why he takes his job as your alpha very seriously.

he's taking you to the hospital 2 days prior, smelling it in your scent that your delivery date isn't far. you don't have to think about anything, south might not be inside your mind but he knows exactly what you need, how you feel... and if he has any doubts, he'll firmly ask you to to voice your thoughts.

he doesn't take anything for granted, ever, even after you finally give birth, he constantly reminds you that you're the most precious thing he has in his life. he makes sure to get rid of any of his suspicious relatives or acquaintances, wanting for his child to grow up in an environment free from any threats.

now, his gentle nature extends to your child. the both of you are the only one who benefit from his sweet side, which creates a robust and loving family, you and south's strengths blending together to form a nice dynamic.

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jedipoodoo · 2 years

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Could you write a part two of “Okay? Okay.” I love the story so far !

Okay? Okay. (Tech x Pregnant! Reader Part Two)

Happy Tech Tuesday! Part One Here

Notes: pregnancy, labor, babies, premature birth, clones have accelerated growth, worried Tech

Your tiny baby boy lay on your chest, using your own heart rate to elevate his. Everyone was quiet as they watched the readings from the sensors Tech had methodically placed on the baby's back. You were all silent, as if any sudden noise would affect the readings that seemed to be telling you your baby was perfectly healthy. However, that didn't affect how your son was still crying in outrage. Being born was hard.

"He's so small," Omega whispered.

Tech couldn't do more than nod in agreement as he looked down at your son. You traced his spine in soothing motions, and bit by bit he began to calm down. That didn't make Tech any more relaxed. At least the crying told him the baby was still breathing, that his body worked well enough to communicate. Silence could be dangerous.

"Tech," You gasped as the tears rolled down your cheeks, "Tech, he's perfect."

Tech's bottom lip wobbled almost indistinguishably, and he wrapped his arms around you and your son.

"He is, Darling," He kissed your temple, and you could feel the tears running down the tip on his nose as he hid his face in your hair.

"You were brilliant," He whispered, gently taking your face in his hands so he could look at you, "You did wonderfully."

Your heart was so full of love for your husband and child you thought you would burst.

"Is he going to be okay?" Echo handed you a blanket for the baby. He was reluctant to interrupt the moment you two were sharing as parents, but all of you were worried about the baby.

Still holding you in his arms, Tech studied the monitors again, before consulting his datapad. Baby Boy cooed in his sleep before taking a breath, unceremoniously pulling his father's attention from the precious data.

With a sheen in his eyes, Tech cupped the back of Baby Boy's head, running his thumb along his hairline.

"I... I can't understand. All data indicates that he is a fully developed infant. His heartbeat is strong, and I can't hear any arrhythmia in his breathing."

"That's good though, right?" Omega leaned over the edge of the bed, trying to get a closer look.

"Perhaps, but natborns are supposed to be incubated in the womb for nine months minimum. Any earlier than that could have disastrous consequences for the infant and the mother."

"Maybe he's just a fast grower, like his father." You smiled up at Tech, and placed a hand on his shoulder to soothe him. Tech had to smile back at you.

"Did you have a name for him?" Hunter asked at last.

Tech shook his head, "We'd barely started to discuss it." You laughed, tucking your head against his shoulder to wipe away some of the tears.

"If anything, we can just call 'im ad'ika until you figure it out!" Wrecker suggested.

"That works," You looked to Tech for agreement, and he shrugged.

"Seeing as that will be a lifelong nickname anyway, we might as well. We will, of course, begin a search for a proper name post-haste." Tech pulled up his datapad again, and you promptly plucked it from his hands. You handed it to Echo, shooting the rest of his brothers out of the room.

"Later, Cyare," You teased, settling the blanket in his hands in the absence of his ever present gadgets. "For now, hold your son."

Tech got the hint, and carefully scooped your squirming son into his arms. The soft green blanket was made from an old shirt, and the ad'ika snuggled right into it.

"Hello little one," Tech gently kissed his forehead, "I am your father."

#lizart writes #the bad batch #the bad batch x reader #tbb x reader #clone babies #tech x reader #tbb tech x reader #the bad batch tech x reader #tech #tbb tech #the bad batch tech #pregnant reader

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introloves · 3 years

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jax....i would like to discuss alpha!meian claiming omega!reader when she comes around the other msby alphas like i cannot get it off my brain!! i just think he would mark you in the most possessive ways GDOHEHEKS

alpha! meian + a.b.o dynamics + possessiveness + jealousy + marking + scenting +clothing ripping + public sex (locker room) + sweaty sex + knotting + creampie + accidental exhibitionism + f! reader

— word count; approx 1.4k

the routine after a heavy game like this is usually detonated by heavy glances from meian. you’re signaled to stick close right after games- he knows the thick heat of mostly alphas hangs heavy in the air, knows that even though you belong with him, to him, the heavy pang of jealousy is still there.

there’s games where it's easier, where the scores aren’t as tied as they are now, days where him and his team win and it's no time at all before he takes you home, sweat lined face pressing against your neck while his massive form curls down onto you.

he says it's easier for his scent to stick right after a game, maybe it's the endorphins and pheromones pumping through his body, consciously streaming out heavy and warning notes of his smell, an intimidation tactic that he usually wins.

meian is just so… big and strong, he’s the poster child of what an alpha should be, of what a fertile, loving, caring, protective alpha is.

all those characteristics melt down into one capable man that has you to take care of now, he’s proud to have you and sometimes that translates into jealousy- like now.

he could have sworn you were right next to him, needing your body close to him after such an intense game.

it's pure luck for everyone else that he's so tall, not needing to barrel through bodies in order to find you. there’s that tight ball of anger forming when he sees the backs of bokuto and atsumu, hands outstretched to receive water bottles they probably asked for, but that’s not your job.

with three steps, he’s on them both, thick hand- red and heated from all the spike’s he's deflected clamping down around the napes of their necks- he can see and smell the way they bristle with the contact, ready to fight before his own scent lays heavy over them, settling back down into meek little pups, knowing to bow down to the older and stronger alpha.

“why are you askin’ her for water?” he questions lowly, eyes pinned on you- no anger there while he gazes down at you, just pure love and want. his voice is a deep rumble, however, clearly displeased.

“t-the trainers busy!” atsumu balks, and you look at him with wide eyes, usually it's best for them to stay quiet and let him run his course, but atsumu is still pumped up from the victory.

you look back up at meian and your own knees go weak with his lowly growl, watch as they try and get away, but the hands digging into their backs only further push them down- it’s an embarrassing act, everyone surrounding them intently reacting to an alpha that strong make a brazen act of dominance.

they both kneel easily, bowing their heads, only letting up when he walks to you- bending down and kissing your precious, now pouty mouth- cupping a heated face with his big, rough hands.

“time to go?” you question sweetly, enough so that he calms down- grinning deeply against your mouth before nodding, his cock already swelling with the promise behind your carefully covered intentions.

because as much as he needs to take claim, you're the one who always initiates it, batting lashes at him with every glance towards you in the stands, soft hands curling hard into his jersey when he runs to you and scoops you up- it's all there, the need for your big, strong man.

he decides that this time around he’s the one who simply cant wait, tugging your hands through the halls of the gym, careful to not hurt you- but walking with authority and his chest puffed out in pride.

there’s a soft look to his eyes while he sits down on the bench of the locker room, thick thighs splayed out beneath his silky looking black uniform- still gleaming with sweat.

the harsh glare from beaming lights just makes him look so good, it's easy to fit your body against his own, already throbbing with just feeling his half hard cock against you.

roaming hands find themselves splayed over your back in support and slowly inching up your neck to hold there, all the while nosing along the pulse point in your neck, tongue so thick and wet licking lines to the sensitive skin beneath your ear.

he relishes with every whine tumbling forth from your lips, whining already and wiggling so cutely- you smell good, changing into an overwhelming, mouthwatering scent that makes his mouth water and cock jump harshly.

“s-shugo, please!” you gasp, his teeth slowly grazing over your shoulder, making sure the side of his still sweaty face runs along the side he’d just licked at.

it’s his job to listen well to your pleads, quickly tugging his cock from his uniform, standing upright with how hard he is, swollen at the base with his thick knot, painting your tummy with precum that you whine should be inside you.

he chuckles with how greedy his precious girl is, nodding in agreement, watching your eyes widen when his hands reach down to your ass, blunt nails digging into the roundness of it- all before catching the material and tearing you free for him.

your mind all but blanks with the display of impatience, barely able to register the way he picks you up off his thighs and onto his cock, pulling you down so good the swell of his knot lays tight against your throbbing cunt.

there’s no build up, not when his mind is this overrun with the dizzying, wet heat of your cunt, barely letting him breathe.

hands eagerly gripping your side to pick you up, settling just the swollen tip of his red cock inside, watching with lidded and a predatory gaze pinned to you, watching and hearing you hiccup as he impales you down on his cock over and over.

the pleasure of him using you like this so very apparent to your already teary eyes, unfocused, wandering to his eyes and down to his lips over and over.

it doesn't take long at all for you to cum, legs pinching, squeezing around his hips in order to have him relent just a little while you cum all over him, heated gushing cum of yours painting the swollen base of his cock so well- running down to messily cover the wiry hair there as well.

this is when you look sweetest, head tipped back, swollen, battered walls nearly squeezing his still throbbing cock into you.

it's also when he thinks it's easier to pull you down, shoving the tight swollen knot into the still pulsing into your cunt, hand coming up to pull your spasming body down, wanting to feel your stretched, soaked, puffy lips against his balls.

leaning to seal a messy, and clumsy kiss to your panting mouth, wanting to swallow down any and all whines, small screams finally tumbling forth when you feel the stretch of him.

watery eyes just pinched tight, feeling the grumble of a lowly howl when his cock swells- spilling cum up your battered walls, his knot securely sealing any of it inside.

the locker room sways when your eyes finally open, eyes wide while he stretches you with his cum.

it feels so thick- his knot, thick cum, hand still pulling you nice and tight to him you can barely breathe.

there’s nothing said, he knows you take him well- you’re made for his cock, made to satiate the burning need swirling deep in his stomach. leaning down to plant his forehead onto your own, he coos at your still dumbed out expression.

“my good girl, sweet baby.” meian pants, fingers securely digging into your side- tongue reaching out to lick at your feverish skin, catching your cheek- corner of your mouth in a soothing motion.

there's nothing else you can focus on when you're like this, shaking while the throbbing knot settled deep inside you, the one he’s shoved in keeps you nice and still.

he keeps you like this, minutes ticking by before it finally deflates, licks increasing in frustration, when his hot cum leaks down onto him.

your own body weak to his movements, letting him care for you like he knows.

there’s the presence of his team standing outside the room, he knows this- can smell it, but they'll just have to wait until he cleans you up to change. sharp ears picking up the sound of increased panting.

him being balls deep inside you- there’s no jealousy this time, only an unbridled pride when he realizes they all heard how well an alpha fucks his baby.

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Aizawa - nanami - and sanji

15. Pregnancy (Domestic Fluff)

Headcanon

When there wife craves white chocolate strawberries and milk .

I hope you have a wonderful time sweetheart

Heyya! Thank you so much! I hope you are doing all well! Of course 🍞 sorry for taking so long to get around to this and hope you enjoy~

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Headcanons: Alpha! Aizawa (BNHA), Alpha! Nanami (Jujutsu Kaisen), Alpha! Sanji (One Piece) x Omega! S/O – #15. Pregnancy; Wife having cravings.

Aizawa Shota

☕ The news came as a pleasant surprise to Aizawa when he found out that his wife is pregnant. Aizawa had always played the relative role of a father figure and mentor to many of his students but didn’t foresee himself actually having a child. The same could be said about having a wife, and yet life seemed to have other plans. Aizawa felt an indescribable happiness towards the news of his wife being pregnant, even as unexpected it was truly welcomed.

☕ Aizawa had always been a worrywart in his own way towards his wife. It became very amplified with the news of her being pregnant. He always checks on her health, making sure she is comfortable, no aches and no pains, outside of what is expected. {Name} appreciated his concern over her but did tell Aizawa not to be so stressed.

☕Over the course of {Name's} pregnancy there had been the rather odd mix of cravings for food and snacks. Sometimes it was relatively normal cravings, other times it was something completely out of the blue and very unusual. She had mentioned this one particular craving she currently had, it was much more tame compared to some in the past. But specially it was for strawberries, white chocolate and milk.

Aizawa bought exactly that, but also anything that seemed would be related to. He left with bags filled with normal milk, strawberry milk, chocolate milk, white chocolate, white chocolate with biscuits, white chocolate dipped strawberries, fresh strawberries, frozen strawberries, canned strawberries, strawberry juice… In fact he felt quite proud of himself for buying such a wide range for his omega to enjoy.

☕ {Name} was surprised when she saw Aizawa arriving with tons of bags as opposed to a small one that she had expected. After Aizawa had unloaded the haul of food she was incredibly happy and needless to say that he craving was well taken care of.

☕ Aizawa felt happy seeing how much she was enjoying all the things he got. Especially since there was tons left over for any future cravings. {Name} thanked him, not only for what he bought but just for his care and going so far for her without complaint.

Nanami Kento

👔 Nanami took the news of {Name's} pregnancy very well. He did hold some of the normal worries about whether or not he would be able to be a good father. Even with those worries he felt excited at the prospect of starting a family with his mate. {Name} felt content at seeing Nanami being so excited about the news.

👔Made sure to remove as much stress and strain from {Name's} day to day life as possible, in the metaphorical and literal sense. He always insisted on her resting, stopped {Name} from doing any hard work and told her that resting is her job. It was also around that time when Nanami began buying a lot of new things for the house, pregnancy pillows, anti slip mats, extra soft blankets and baby friendly carpets throughout the house and that was just the start. (Not even mentioning when he had already started baby proofing the whole house)

👔Nanami is such a sweetheart to his wife, even before pregnancy he would go the extra mile. Many just put it down to him being a very over protective alpha and while that may be a contributing factor. Nanami always promised to treat his wife as the most precious and treasured existence. And always aimed to please especially when it came to {Name's} pregnancy cravings.

👔Nanami goes to procure all the things she has been craving and buys a few other things that have proven to be all time favorites of his omega. He is so meticulous when preparing the plate of snacks for her, and includes a few of her other favourite snacks alongside it for just in case.

👔 He really feels happy when he sees {Name} enjoying all the snacks. Nanami loves the way her face lights up whenever she eats something delicious and especially when it just hits the nail on the head of her craving. He also makes a mental note to keep some extra in the house for the next time. Its evident that with every craving Nanami makes sure to keep some in the house in case the same craving arises again.

👔 Loves just sitting with {Name} and sharing some sort of affection, whether holding her or a hand. Just some form of contact acts as such a great form of comfort. And also enjoys whenever {Name} shares her food with him. Even if it may be something he doesn’t enjoy he can never reject it if it comes from {Name}.

Sanji

🍽Sanji never lost that wow factor over {Name}, even after being married he still gets hearts in his eyes every time he sees her. The biggest difference would probably be the bragging to anyone who sees her with the “You see that amazing goddess? That’s my wife" kind of attitude. Generally even being around her makes him happy, now when Chopper had been called to check up on {Name} and disclosed the news of her being pregnant to the couple, Sanji was so astounded and overjoyed that he started crying. (Not that he would admit it)

🍽 Takes any and every opportunity to check up on her and spend some time with {Name}. Sanji had always been overprotective of his omega but ever since the news of her pregnancy it became much more apparent and refused to put her into any danger or discomfort whatsoever.

🍽Sanji went as far as creating an entirely separate menu just for {Name}. The entire menu was driven towards nutrition for pregnancy but also catering for any cravings she may have had. On a daily basis Sanji would ask if {Name} wanted anything specific, and depending on the answer; is how he would proceed with her menu for the day. {Name} had told him that currently she had a craving for something like strawberries, but also something sweet like white chocolate and something cold and rich like milk.

🍽 Thankfully Sanji had everything on hand, he carefully prepares all the ingredients and makes something simple according to what she wants. But that doesn’t stop Sanji from working in the background on something she might enjoy as well. Sanji made his rounds and gave everyone some snacks and drinks and made an additional special drink just for her. It was a milkshake, with fresh strawberries and white chocolate. Sanji felt rather proud of his creation and was excited for {Name} to have a taste.

🍽 Sanji very well may have outdone himself considering {Name} had begun asking for it ever so often after tasting it once. Sanji was more than happy to comply and make her newfound favorite drink. Sanji loved it when people enjoyed the food and drinks he made so seeing his wife enjoying it so much made him feel really proud.

🍽Sanji just loved being able to pamper {Name}. Whether it be with food, affection or just spending time together. He had developed a habit of now talking to her baby bump just to share random stories and tell their child how loved they are.

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