#abo april

[dirtyvulture]

Pant pant, this is by far my favorite month of the year.

All hail @romanoffsbish and all hail ABO April

Desperate Times…

Alpha!Natasha Romanoff x OmegaFem!R

Request (This is my first attempt at a/b/o, and I hope I did your request justice)

Warnings: Use of Suppressants

Smut: Natasha has a penis. Oral (R), Overstimulation, Breeding (Knot), KO.

Natasha wasn't doing too well as she crashed through the front door of your shared house. Being away from you for long missions, three months as of this time, requires the both of you to be on differing (unsafe) suppressants. With knowing she'd be home soon, she'd been off of them for the last few days. So now she was on the verge of her rut, which was instantaneously activated the moment she passed the doorway.

You weren't home, making matters worse as your scent remained throughout every room. Sweet hints of citrus and berries lingered on every possible surface, and Natasha's cock was painfully hard, her sweats tented out far as her dick twitched with a need for you, her Omega.

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Natasha felt horrible about it, but she hadn't much choice as she delved into your dirty clothes and pulled out a pair of your panties. There was a fresh pair on top still damp with your juices, and the moment she touched it to her nose she was already taking her sweats off.

Natasha clambered into your nest, it was your sacred place, but she'd always been welcome. Her body instantly calmed, her sore muscles melted into the blankets, but her erect cock only grew impossibly harder. Pre-cum coated her tip in a sizable quantity, and with your slicked panties to her face she got herself off.

When you entered the apartment three hours later a similar occurrence happened to you. The piney smell of your lover permeated your nostrils, and your body shivered with glee. You'd missed her terribly, all you wanted was to cuddle her, but as you rushed to the room you realized that wasn't first on the agenda.

There you found her laid out in your nest with a blissful fucked out expression, you felt your entire body tremble as a gush of wetness soaked through your panties instantaneously.

"Fuck," you groaned as you gripped onto the railing of the bed, you did your best to suppress a whine, but you fear she heard it. It wasn't clear though if it was your scent, noises, or overall presence that awoke the beast that was your wife, but you hadn't much time to ponder it before she was on her feet pouncing on you.

"Oh malysh," Natasha coos, strong hands grip your hips, pulling your backside against her prominent bulge as she nuzzles against your neck. "Mmm, my sweetest girl," she dizzily muttered, your fruity scent overwhelmed her and her hips begin moving of their own accord as she humped her restricted cock against you.

"Oh detka, I missed you so much, please, let daddy fuck that pretty little pussy, I'm not beneath begging, let me fill you up my Omega. I'll finally get you pregnant with our pups."

A tense silence befell the room for less than ten seconds as your desperate lover took a breath. Then Natasha groaned sensually, your arousal was no longer in question, she could smell you. If only she could see too, she'd see you were dripping through your panties, your thighs squeezing together was the final confirmation.

"Fuck, you need me just as bad, huh," she was teasing now, so you played along by pushing back into her abruptly, "That's right, look at you detka, become my brainless whore."

There was no reason to fight it, not only had you missed her touch, but the smell of her alone seemed to have sent you into a desperate heat; her cock was all that would satiate you.

"Please daddy, want to carry your pups so bad."

"Yeah?" She rutted into your backside a few more times, she was so desperate for release it wasn't even funny, her strong hands roughly felt you up over your clothes, your moans were bordering pornographic, and it was then that she just couldn't resist her urges anymore.

Natasha ripped your clothing off of your body with brute force, her husky grunts drove you so mad you could feel your pulse in your cunt.

The redhead gawked at the sight of your folds, glistening, and dripping your delectable juices onto the carpet, it was such a waste of goods.

Natasha spun you around and smashed her lips to yours in desperation as she lifted you with total ease, your fingers dug into her deliciously defined deltoids as she carried you over to the mattress, and just as soon as your heated body touched down she was kissing down your body on her way to your cunt for a taste, and boy did she seek to devour you whole. Natasha didn't stop after you came on her tongue, she kept going regardless of your trembling body, your last orgasm was so intense that you cried until the pillowcase was practically soaked through.

"Oh malysh, you're okay," Natasha kissed over your wetted cheeks, drops of your slick now smeared against your skin as your intoxicating essence that soaked your Alpha's flushed face transferred with each peck. Natasha slid her boxers down as her lips landed on yours, she ran her length through your drenched folds while maintaining the heady kiss. Your mind was absolutely spinning with dizzying arousal.

Once you began to thrust up Natasha knew it was time, so without another moment wasted she pressed her bulbous tip to your pulsing hole and slid right on in. Your abundance of slick was helpful, but there was still a sting of pain as her thick veiny cock stretched you out.

Natasha shushed your pained mewls with her tongue pressed against yours, she kissed you until you were breathless enough to need it to end, but even then you chased her lips. If there was one thing you'd never tire of it was her soft lips, whether they be on yours, or elsewhere.

Your Alpha knew her way around your body.

"Can I move moya lyubov'?" Natasha asked, you knew she needed to, the way she pulsed unendingly inside of you a dead giveaway, but she was too caring to give into her carnal urges, she would never do so until she had the clear go ahead from you—her precious Omega.

A huge sigh of relief left her lips to fan across your face as you gave her express permission, your desperation was clear, and hot as hell as you breathlessly begged her to destroy you.

"Don't you worry," she chuckled with a sensual rasp in her tone, "I already planned to detka."

Natasha pulled her cock out of you slowly, allowing the throbbing ridges of her shaft to drag over your tight walls. She watched the way your mouth fell open at the welcome sensation. The way she felt inside of you set your nerves off, and goosebumps bloomed in response.

Natasha grazed her teeth over your scent gland as she slammed entirely back into you, and when you screamed wantonly into her ear in direct response she harshly bit down, a fresh mark replacing the fading of her former one. The Alpha then lost all sense of control when you wildly fluttered around her, and there set in place the brutal pace that she picked up.

"Daddy, you feel so—mmm," you were nearing incoherent at this point as she fucked you dumb, a common occurrence for the redhead. Natasha knew just how to get you mindless, and it was usually now that she'd pull out, so she could prevent from impregnating you, but this time she meant her words. She was done postponing the inevitable, the idea of you no longer having to suppress yourself had the beginnings of her knot forming, "Oh fuck."

Too dizzy with arousal you didn't realize what was happening until you felt her knot securely slip into place, your eyes filled with fear, but all you could articulate was moans of pleasure. Natasha chose to kiss you tenderly, doing whatever she could to distract you as her cum released inside of you in massive loads.

Once her knot began to go down she pulled away slightly to survey your face, you wore a serene smile, but it was one that came with the furrowed brows of a worried Omega.

"Nat—," she kissed your lips to quiet your obvious concerns about how she hadn't pulled out, you wanted to carry her pups more than anything, she knew that you did, but with the crazy demands of Avenging for her it wasn't a justifiable choice for the both of you. While the both of you worked to regain your breaths she began to overload the room with her scent, doing her best to calm your trembling form.

"It's okay lyubov'," she smiled against your neck when she heard a deep purr rumbling from your chest, then as her warm tongue licked over your aching gland she felt your body slump into the bed, you were at peace.

The redhead had clearly forgotten to tell you, but this mission was her last, she was ready to settle down. To live the typical life with you, to start a family the same way Clint and Tony had with their respective wives; it was finally her turn. More importantly though she was tired of hurting you. Every time she left she had to watch your heart break through your glazed over eyes, and she couldn't do it anymore. Plus, the suppressants would soon have long lasting effects if she didn't remove the need for them.

"It's finally our time detka," she whispered the words you'd been desperate to hear for years, "Soon you'll be waddling around," your heart melted as your eyes fluttered open to see hers sparkling with unbridled happiness and love.

"Really?" Natasha nodded with a smile, "Then in due time this massive house will finally be filled with the soft pitter pattering of our pups."

Natasha groaned as you clenched around her, more of her seed spilled from her even though her knot had deflated majority of the way. The idea of carrying your Alpha's legacy made you feel so many things, but primarily you just felt aroused. Your heat was far from over, and with the way your lover began to rock her hips you knew it was the same for her, and her rut.

"How about we spend the night ensuring your seed sticks?" You proposed, and your wife met your teasing expression with a devilish smirk, "Oh, I had every intention of going all night long detka," she winked, and softly chuckled when your eyes widened with fear, or maybe it was delight, either way she knew you were on board as your arousal gushed around her cock.

"I'll never grow tired of spilling inside of you," her cocky smirk caused your body to heat up even more, and in a moment of compulsion you lurched up to remark her as well, your sharp teeth sunk into the skin of her neck and she twitched, "Oh fuck, now you've done it."

After about the sixth instance in which your lover knotted you, your body finally succumbed to a sex induced slumber. Natasha continued to thrust as best she could with the resistance your abused cunt offered, pushing her seed as deep into you as she could until the fatigue of the nights events finally caught up to her limbs.

"Goodnight lyubov'," she sloppily kissed your cheek before nuzzling into your neck as her body gently settled atop of yours, "I love you," she pressed another kiss to your mark, and she grew more sleepy as you purred deeply in your own slumber. "My perfect, beautiful Omega."

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❤️ Kaitlyn

[adventurer515]

now that chapter 15 is out, i just realized that i can Finally revisit part 2 of my guardian angel abo fic… like can you imagine chapter 15 but with the extra drama abo brings?? it’s fucking Over.

[deoidesign]

Steve's a werwolf. Heat? ( so sorry )

BUCKETS!!!!!

[f1cflcfic]

Won't Say I'm In Love (SMAU ft. Lando Norris) - part vi

pairing: lando norris x tennis player!reader (fem!y/n); past carlos alcaraz x tennis player!reader (fem!y/n)

summary: As a general rule, y/n does not date athletes. You've been there, done that - would not recommend. Besides, you definitely don't do love. There's no time in the world for complicated feelings when there's a career Grand Slam to be won. But what if your heart just refuses to listen?

genre: social meda/mixed au, friends to lovers

note: this is RPF and is obviously in no way, shape, or form reflective of real persons

series: part i | part ii | part iii | part iv | part v | ...

April 10, 2025

April 11, 2025

April 12, 2025

[Excerpt ViaPlay interview]

The Sakhir circuit means a return to familiar testing grounds. Does that mean that you feel more confident going into this race?

"I mean, yes and no. We know the challenges of the circuit, and how the car responds to them. We can adjust, but also all the other teams on the grid will be doing the same - they'll know our performance and weaknesses, too. So there's more work that goes into preparing different strategies, and coming up with adaptations to our run plans."

Are you hoping for a better result here than in Japan?

"Of course. I mean, our results there were not what Oscar or I were hoping for. Because this is a triple header, there's also very little time to linger on those feelings of disappointment - so we had to immediately get back into the mindset of Sakhir presenting a fresh opportunity for a win. I'm happy though with what we've been able to extract in qualis, so thanks to the guys and girls at the factory for all their hard work"

You did spend some time in between doing other things. How does that affect your preparation time?

"It doesn't. Having time off, creating memories with friends is a huge part of actually allowing me to race to the best of my abilities. If anything, I can get stuck in my head on all the mistakes and errors. It's nice to forceyourself out of that loop."

We did hear rumours of a karaoke party - did you sing a duet with your former teammate Carlos?

"Where'd you hear that? We celebrated Y/N's birthday in Tokyo, with a couple of drivers, yeah. I will not confirm or deny that a duet happened, but it was good, yeah. We had a good time."

Is he a better karaoke partner or a better paddock partner?

"Close, but will have to go with paddock!"

April 13, 2025

[Excerpt BBC Sport interview]

Warm welcome to Y/N L/N! How does Sakhir compare to Suzuka?

"Hi, thanks for having me. Suzuka was super special because it was the perfect excuse to spend my birthday in Japan, but I'm hoping to see a podium happen today."

What's it like for you as a spectator of a sport, rather than the one doing the sport itself?

"It's definitely different! Especially because this is a sport I've never actually participated in myself. I guess that's why I'm also feeling even more nervous. And I've never seen them win, so maybe today's the day."

There's a lot of eyes on you - does that make going to major events like this a different experience as well? Knowing that so many people out there have a vested interest in who you're supporting, what you're wearing, saying, or spending your time with?

"A vested interest? Have not heard that one before. I mean, I don't really spend time scrolling on social media, or reading headlines about myself. I just like spending the little free time I do have with my family and friends - it's very boring, really."

It's interesting, because the FIA has been quite strict in how drivers may express themselves but at the same time also assigns media duties to them. Is that similar in tennis?

"I mean, yes - we do have code violations as well as media obligations. In my view, journalists tend to forget that their translating of stories goes both ways. Sometimes I'll get asked a question about something that's happened online, and I think I'd have been better off not knowing about it at all. We get briefed by our own teams, but a lot of athletes aren't chronically online on purpose. Hate, abuse, death threats - you name it, I've seen it. Especially as a woman. I wish I could be cheering for a woman in Formula 1 today, but I can't. And it's in part because of this unhealthy, sexist environment that's so prevalent in sport. So I'll make do with two great and dear friends, who I know care about this sport and fair, equal opportunities a great deal."

read part vii here.

A/N: well, this turned out a lot longer than expected, so next stop is Madrid and a healthy serving of delusion, misunderstandings and mixed emotions :)

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[badkitty3000]

I write exclusively Number Five Hargreeves fanfiction. If you have any requests for one shots featuring Five x reader-insert or my original characters, please let me know! Use the Ask Me Anything button for requests but please read my rules first. I may not be able to accommodate all requests, however. Thank you for understanding! ❤️

The only "rules" I have are as follows ( no judgement to anyone, I just have my preferences):

Five will be aged up to at least 17 or 18 (body wise) or older

Five is an old man underneath it all, so no teenage romances or crushes

No rape/non-con, but dub-con is ok

No ABO, hardcore BDSM, Yandere

I will not be writing any Five/Lila ships, sorry!

*Updated April 2025* Requests Open

POSTED ON TUMBLR:

The Bodyguard

Five x Female reader, multi-chapter, ongoing, reader request

Summary: Five is hired to protect you, a professional ballet dancer, from an obsessive stalker. As the threat from the stalker escalates, Five must navigate his growing feelings for you while keeping you safe

Warnings: Warnings: Smut, rough sex, choking, bathtub sex, after care

Bodyguard Chapters 1 and 2

Bodyguard Chapter 3

Bodyguard Chapters 4 and 5

Bodyguard Chapter 6

Study Date

Five x Female reader, one-shot, 1.7k, reader request

Summary: Five helps you study for an upcoming exam with a very sexy reward system

Warnings: Smut, sex

Partners

Five x Female reader, one-shot, 5.8k, reader request

Summary: You and Five are Commission long-standing partners/frenemies. You think he's a pretentious asshole and he thinks you're a pain in the ass. One day you decide you've had enough and show him how good of a partner you really are.

Warnings: Smut, blow jobs, sex, plot what plot

Coming And Going

Five x Female OC, one-shot, 5.5k words, cross-posted on AO3

Summary: Number Five has just about had it with the lack of sexual encounters in his marriage these days, and he just might be going insane. But that's not going to keep him from trying his hardest to finally get some relief. OR: Five keeps getting cock-blocked

Warnings: Smut, light bondage, teasing, Daddy kink

Down And Dirty

Five x Female reader-insert, one-shot, reader request, 1.3k words

Summary: A short one-shot of you and Five on the train

Warnings: Smut, Daddy kink, blow jobs, no plot

Look But Don't Touch

Five x Female reader-insert, one-shot, sequel/request, 4.5 words

Summary: The follow-up to your time with Five on the train. This time, he's taking you a place where the special of the day is you.

Warnings: Smut, masturbation, Daddy kink

It's A Wonderful Life, Five Hargreeves

Five x Female OC, 22.5k, multi-chapter, cross-posted on AO3

Summary: Five years after he and his siblings were abandoned by their father, and with no powers, Number Five is visited by his guardian angel. An annoyingly chipper woman that is anything but your typical angel. When he is unable to get rid of her, he finally gives in and she shows him what it means to be grateful for what he has and to stop pushing his family away. Inspired by both A Christmas Carol and It's A Wonderful Life.

Warnings: Smut, explicit sex, rough/angry sex, but also sweet sex, little bit of Daddy kink, corny sexual innuendos

Coming Down Your Chimney

Five x Female Reader, 6.5k words, One-shot, reader request

Summary: You and Five are trying to start a family. He dresses in a Santa suit for Diego and Lila's kids. You fuck him in the suit.

Warnings: Smut, mild breeding kink, Santa kink?

Powerless

Five x Female Reader, 9.5k words, One-shot, reader request

Summary: You have had your eye on Five since he first started at the university. Eventually you build up a friendship, but even though you pick up a few hints that maybe he wants something more, you just can't bring yourself to act on it. Luckily, Five has more than enough confidence for the both of you.

Warnings: Smut, dominant Five, explicit sex

La classe d'arte: The Art Class

POV Five x Female OC, 11.4k words, one-shot

Summary: When Five accidentally stumbles into an art class with an attractive nude model, things take a turn from awkward embarrassment to hot and steamy when she asks him out on a date. Five may be inexperienced at times, but he knows how to deliver when it counts, and this is no exception. Unlocking a certain linguistic kink gives Five the ego boost he needs to rock her world like the man in charge he always is

Warnings: Masturbation, Smut

You Can't Go Home Again: Chapters 1 and 2

Chapters 3 and 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Five-centric Season 3 Rewrite, Multi-chapter, Finished, 29k words

Summary: All Five wants to do is rest. But when yet another apocalypse threatens to doom them all, he doesn't have that luxury. This time, the only solution for the Hargreeves to try and save the world is to unite Five with another, alternate version of himself.

Five starts to spiral when he is faced with the alternate life that he could have had, if only he hadn't gone and ruined everything. But maybe, just maybe, there's still time for him to obtain the happy ending he deserves.

Warnings: None

Forced Confinement: Friends To Enemies To Lovers

Five x Female Reader-Insert, 5.7k words, one-shot, reader request

Summary: You and Five used to be friends. That is, until he got you stuck in the endless cycle of time traveling trains and no way home. Now he is the last person you want to be stuck with at the end of the world. But, after months of resentment and bickering, you and Five finally work out your differences

Warnings: Smut, sex, masturbation

One Fateful Day

Five x Single Mom Reader-Insert, 5,000 words, one-shot, reader request

Summary: Five finds friendship and a blossoming romance where he least expected it

Warnings: None

One Fateful Day - Part 2

Five x Single Mom Reader-Insert, 5.8k words, one-shot, sequel

Summary: A year after your fateful meeting at the park, Five is now a huge part of you and your daughter's life

Warnings: Smut

Don't Stand So Close To Me

Five x Female Reader-Insert, 6,700 words, one-shot, reader request

Summary: Five was doing his best to resist you. You were too young for him. Too eager. But when he decided to try and scare you straight, he got a little more than he bargained for. That's when he realized maybe he wasn't as strong as he thought he was.

Warnings: Smut, explicit sex, everyone is an adult

You Made It Weird. Real Fucking Weird

A platonic!Five x Lila sort of fix it for season four, 2607 words, one-shot, reader request

Summary: Five comforts Lila with a mixture of his usual snark, sweetness, and honesty when she has a major breakdown after being away from her family for so long. NO smut! NO romance! Purely friendship. I do not ship these two!

Warnings: None

Five's Audition Tape

Five x Female OC, 4,179 words, one-shot

Summary: Vivian catches Five singing in the shower and secretly records the evidence. When she's caught, she tries to hide from him, which ends in some major rearranging of their kitchen pantry. What she doesn't know, though, is that their little closet bang is not the private moment they intended.

Warnings: Smut, closet sex

A Company Man

Five, The Handler, 2,415 words, one-shot, reader request

Summary: A short one-shot about Five and The Handler when he first got to the commission and how she is the master of manipulation and messing with his mind.

Warnings: None

Breaking The Rules

Five x Plus Size Reader, 8,159 words, one-shot, reader request

Summary: You and Five work at the Commission and you're shocked to learn that maybe he doesn't always have a thing for thin girls. He likes you just the way you are.

Warnings: Smut, slight Daddy kink

Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now

Five x Unnamed Female Character, Five x Dolores, 6,078 words, one-shot, reader request (but also already on AO3 with a couple small changes)

Summary: Five is trying his hardest to be in a real relationship with someone that cares about him. When he comes across a familiar face in a thrift shop window, all of his dreams of normalcy are dashed. And he can't help the decades-old feelings that resurface.

Warnings: Smut, Doll fetishization, Five is not in a good place mentally

Tamed

Five x Unnamed Female Character, 8,141 words, reader request, one-shot

Summary: Five is living his retirement dream, but he's still in his 20-year old body, and he's bored with his unexciting life. All that changes after a chance meeting with an "older" woman that thinks she's going to teach him a few things in the bedroom. But she soon realizes that he already knows what he's doing. And just like everything else Number Five does, he does it very very well.

Warnings: Smut, Edging, Physical age difference (older woman, younger man), everyone is an adult

Coercion

Five x Female Reader, 5,202 words, reader request, one-shot

Summary: You and Five are working as trained assassins and you're not exactly happy with him

Warnings: Smut, Sub Five, oral sex, light bondage, light dom/sub

The Contest

Five x Female OC, 5,751 words, one-shot, reader request

Summary: Five and Vivian find themselves under the influence of an aphrodisiac. So, naturally, they turn it into a sexy competition.

Warnings: Explicit sex, masturbation, mutual masturbation, dirty talk

Your Touch

Five x Female OC, 3318 words, one-shot, reader request

Summary: Cute, fluffy drabbles of Five and his wife and their everyday life of being madly in love. No smut!

Warnings: None

Five Hargreeves NSFW Headcanons

Just a list of random smutty headcanons that I have for Five

Warnings: Smut

In Sickness And In Health

Five x Female OC, 4437 words, one-shot, reader request

Summary: Thank you for the request!! Here's a funny/sweet/smutty one-shot of Five taking care of his sick wife like the sexy softy he is. I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: explicit sex, Daddy kink

No Escape

Five x Female OC, 8045 words, one-shot, reader request

Summary: Five is forced into assassin mode when Vivian is put in danger by another Commission agent. He must not be very smart, though, because no one in their right mind would dare lay a hand on Five's girl.

Warnings: blood, violence, smut at the end but can be skipped and won't affect the story

Room For One More

Five x Female Reader-Insert, Klaus x Female Reader-Insert, Five x Klaus x Female Reader-Insert, 7192 words, one-shot

Summary: Five and Klaus head out to the bar to celebrate their birthday. When they catch the eye of the attractive bartender, she decides to give them a very special birthday present. The only catch is they have to share.

Warnings: M/M/F, vaginal sex, anal sex, double penetration

Love In The Time of Cholera and Coffee -Chapters 1-6

Love In The Time of Cholera and Coffee-Chapters 7-9

Five x Female Reader, Klaus x Female Reader, 50,497 words, 9 chapters

Summary: You and Klaus are in a casual relationship. No ties, just sex. When you start spending a lot of time at his apartment, you somehow manage to break through his brother's prickly outer shell. He seems to like you, or at least tolerate you the best that Five can. When you start to realize that maybe there is more than just mutual friendship between the two of you, it opens up a lot of feelings and unanswered questions. And a lot of problems.

Warnings: Explicit sex, Daddy kink

Physical Fitness

Five x Female Reader, 2800 words, one-shot

Summary: Five has been distant lately, but you discover all he needs is a good workout to get his mind back on you again

Warnings: Explicit sex, Daddy kink

Lewd Public Acts

Five x Female OC, 7,412 words, one-shot

Summary: Getting busy in a public space with people around? The idea of someone witnessing everything becomes a turn on for Five's wife, and he is definitely up for the challenge. After all, he can never deny her anything. And, let's face it; there might be something in it for him, too.

Warnings: Explicit sex

Addicted

Five x Female Reader-Insert, 3,199 words, one-shot

Summary: Sometimes our bodies get a taste of something so good that it's nearly impossible to quit. No matter how bad it is for us. And right now that something is Five Hargreeves.

Warnings: Sex, little bit of blood kink

Weak

Five x Female Reader-Insert, 4,891 words, one-shot, continuation of Addicted, from Five's POV.

Summary: Even Five Hargreeves is no stranger to temptation. He tries to hard to stay away. He wants to do the right thing for once in his life. If not for himself, then for her. But every man has his breaking point.

Warnings: Explicit sex, rough sex

Strength

Five x Female Reader-Insert, 4,427 words, one-shot, continuation of Addicted and Weak

Summary: Five is finally strong enough to give in to his true feelings and tell you how he feels. You are strong enough to let him.

Warnings: Sex

The Download

Five x Female Reader-Insert, 31, 310 words, 5 chapters

Chapters 1 and 2

Chapters 3, 4, and 5

Summary: It's the end of the world and everyone you know is gone. After you find yourself at the Hotel Obsidian, you realize you have something in common with the rest of the remaining population. When Number Five takes a particular interest in you, and your special ability, the evening turns into much more than you expected. The universe may be hours away from imploding, but you and Five are going out with a bang.

Warnings: Explicit sex, praise kink, rough sex, Five is physically 17, reader is 30

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Halo (Series)

Five x Female OC multi-part series that follows Five and his eventual wife, Vivian, through many stages of their life together. 5 parts total.

All parts in this series rated E for explicit sex.

Halo

First part in series, 25,460 words, 7 chapters

Summary: What starts as a one-night stand eventually turns into a growing romance. Number Five and Vivian are drawn to one another, despite their initial resistance. However, Five's past makes a relationship difficult and she has some issues of her own. Despite an unhealthy codependency, their lives are intertwined. For better or for worse.

Hole In My Soul

Second part in series, 30,903 words, 11 chapters

Summary: Vivian and Five now have an established relationship and are in love. She melds easily into the Hargreeves family as Five finally discloses their relationship to his siblings. But some disturbing behavior from Five makes Viv re-evaluate her choices. Will their love for one another be enough when life throws them a curve ball and they have some tough decisions to make?

Just Like Heaven

Third part in series, 25,362 words, 8 chapters

Summary: Vivian and Five have been actively trying to start a family, but to no avail. The stress is wearing on them both and it's affecting their once solid relationship. With the last few months left on Five's Commission contract, he is looking forward to putting that part of his life in the past. However, Viv is soon confronted with a harsh truth that puts their relationship in jeopardy.

Promise To Kill

Fourth part in series, 86,881 words, 12 chapters

Summary: Five is married to the love of his life, with a young son, and the retirement life he always dreamed. Everything is perfect. Which should have been Five's first clue that something was going to go wrong. A new discovery involving his child leads to a horrible family tragedy. The Umbrella Academy has to step up to save the day and Five's family.

Our Forever

Fifth and final part in series, 32,175 words, 8 chapters

Summary: Five's never been great with healthy coping skills. Even after all this time. When he is faced with a horrible tragedy and he doesn't know how to cope, he blames himself, as usual. But this time, it seems it can't be fixed. Until a sudden vision from beyond makes him realize that maybe he can after all.

Five/Vivian One-Shot Series

Five x OC collection of one-shots that show little glimpses into Five and Vivian's life over the years, in no particular order or timeline. 11 works in total.

All works in this series rated E or M for explicit sex/smut (except for one - rated G)

Damaged 3,210 words

Extra Credit 6,436 words

Piece de Resistance aka The French Lady Incident 7,999 words

The New Neighbor 7,136 words

Coming And Going 5,491 words

Let's Hear It For The Boy 7,508 words

You Are My Constant 19,757 words

Summary: This is technically a one-shot, but it's longer because it depicts Five and Vivian's honeymoon and contains more plot and character development

Lewd Public Acts 7,412 words (posted on Tumblr)

Take Me To Church 6,465 words

No Escape 8,045 words (posted on Tumblr)

Your Touch 3,361 words (posted on Tumblr) RATED G

Five's Audition Tape 4,179 words (posted on Tumblr)

Trick Or Treat: Sexy And Sweet 6,488 words

Works separate from my series:

The Sexual Awakenings Of Mr. Number Five Hargreeves

Five x Various Female OCs, 40,516 words, 8 chapters

Summary: Relatively speaking, it wasn’t that long ago that Five was a total moron when it came to sex, and women in general. Having spent his most formative years isolated and alone, once he was thrown back into society, his lack of experience was obvious.... And even though he tried not to let it bother him, he quickly realized that it did. It bothered him a lot.

Rated E for explicit sex

Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now

Five x Female OC (unnamed), Five x Dolores, 6,029 words, one-shot

Summary: Five is trying his hardest to be in a real relationship with someone that cares about him. When he comes across a familiar face in a thrift shop window, all of his dreams of normalcy are dashed. And he can't help the decades-old feelings that resurface.

Rated M for smut/sex

The Assassin's Date

Five x Female OC, 59,057 words, 9 chapters

Summary: After saving the world, Five Hargreeves is working as an independent hitman for hire. When a tough and beautiful woman is witness to one of his crimes, the last thing Five wants to do is kill her. Instead, he makes her a deal. If she goes on one date with him, he'll let her live. When she agrees, he can't help but notice that the date might be fake, but his feelings are real.

Rated E for explicit sex

All Apologies

Five, The Hargreeves Siblings, Five x Dolores, 21,892 words, 4 chapters

Summary: All Five had wanted to do was to keep his family safe, and away from their father. As the young Umbrella Academy pull further away from one another, Five desperately tries to make them see that their only chance at a happy life is to get out from under Reginald's rule. His methods of convincing, however, lead to misunderstandings, hurt feelings, and typical Hargreeves drama. Years later, when Five is alone with only Dolores to talk to, he finds himself thinking back on all of his mistakes.

Rated T for teen (language, mentions of masturbation)

The Download

Five x Female Reader-Insert, 31,310 words, 5 chapters (also posted on Tumblr)

Summary: It's the end of the world and everyone you know is gone. After you find yourself at the Hotel Obsidian, you realize you have something in common with the rest of the remaining population. When Number Five takes a particular interest in you, and your special ability, the evening turns into much more than you expected. The universe may be hours away from imploding, but you and Five are going out with a bang.

Rated E for explicit sex

The Text Mess

Five, Klaus, 5,576, one-shot, co-authored by KayBreezy

Summary: With no apocalypse looming, and Reginald gone, left with their powers but not much else, the Hargreeves were finally getting to figure out life on their own terms. Number Five was doing what he always did. He was surviving and doing his best to move on from his traumatic past, though the success of that endeavor was evident in the day-to-day reality of his new self-inflicted dark and lonely existence. And then along came Klaus...

Rated T for teen (sexual references, clothed dick pics)

It's A Wonderful Life, Five Hargreeves

Five x Female OC, 22,594 words, 5 chapters

Summary: Five years after he and his siblings were abandoned by their father, and with no powers, Number Five is visited by his guardian angel. An annoyingly chipper woman that is anything but your typical angel. When he is unable to get rid of her, he finally gives in and she shows him what it means to be grateful for what he has and to stop pushing his family away. Inspired by both A Christmas Carol and It's A Wonderful Life.

Rated E for explicit sex

Duality

Five x Reader, 11 chapters, 63.4k words

Summary: Four years after Reginald's reset of the universe, Five still cannot rest. Working with Diego for the CIA, he is convinced the new world is a simulation designed and controlled by their former father, and he devotes his entire life to gathering the evidence. When an inexplicable force leads Five directly to you, the two of you become bonded in a way you never thought possible. Unfortunately, your bond may be the beginning of the end.

Now Five has a new mission: save your love and save the world

*A Season 3/Season 4 mash-up AU*

Rated E for explicit sex

[pedripics]

Pedri: “They advise me to shut mouths on the pitch.”

(El País - April 7, 2025)

Between the old and the new, Pedro González, known as Pedri (Tegueste, 22 ), appears. He's the footballing leader of Hansi Flick's modern Barcelona, leaders of La Liga, Copa del Rey finalists, and who visit Dortmund this Wednesday in the Champions League quarterfinals. But he's also a quiet, cheerful kid, oblivious to modern times. "If I come home with streaks in my hair, my mom will kill me", says the Barça and Spanish national team midfielder. Rejected by Real Madrid at 15, he found refuge in the club of his life. "The comeback against PSG has stayed with me. I'd been having dinner with my friends at a restaurant, and since the game was going badly, I thought, 'I'll just watch it at my dad's peña.' I was walking down the street and heard: 'Goal!' We started running, arrived at the club, and saw Sergi Roberto score."

Was this the goal you shouted the loudest in your life?

"Well, and Iniesta's. From Barça, Sergi's, 100%. And from Spain, Andrés's."

Now, with the benefit of hindsight, what had the greatest impact on you when you joined Barça: playing with your idols or the club's size?

"When you're walking down the street and people recognize you. In Las Palmas too, but everything is smaller there. At first, when I first arrived in Barcelona, ​​I used to walk with my brother down Las Ramblas, we both felt so comfortable. But when people started recognizing me, it was weird. I always thought, 'Why do they want a photo with me?'"

Do you no longer think about it today?

"No, it happens to me much more often now. I've gotten used to it."

You never asked for a photo?

"I've always thought, 'Why do you want a photo if you're seeing it, and you already know it?'"

For the memory.

"The memory is in your mind."

But you belong to the generation that shows everything.

"Yes, but I'm the complete opposite. I very rarely post anything. I have an anecdote about a friend who had done an ad for a brand with Pedrito and had been given a signed ball. When he got home, he started playing with the ball. And his mother said to him, 'How are you going to play with a ball that's signed?' And he replied, 'Then what do I want the ball for?' It's always stuck with me. It's like a lesson: I want the ball to play with, nothing more."

And what surprised you about Barça?

"I was already surprised when I moved from Las Palmas' reserve team to the first team. Imagine when I arrived here. There was Leo, Busi, Piqué… When I started interacting with them, I was scared shitless, really."

That locker room was a little more scary than the current one, wasn't it?

"There were few people in that locker room who hadn't won everything. In this group, there are people who just mess around all day; it's not serious [laughs]."

Starting with you?

"Well, when we have to be serious, we are serious."

Tell me about Messi's locker room.

"In my early days, they weren't there because it was the COVID Champions League being played in Lisbon."

The summer of the burofax.

"I couldn't believe it. I thought, 'I wonder if I can't even play or train with him now.' At first, I was impressed by him. I'd always watched him on TV, I used to play with him in FIFA. His presence alone makes an impact. But on a day-to-day basis, it was easy. On the pitch, it was nice because even if you saw him marked by two players, you thought, 'It doesn't matter if I mess it up. I'll give it to him, and he'll sort it out. If not, he'll just give it back to me.'"

Do you feel that sense of calmness now with Lamine?

"You know the first one will be dribbled around as if he weren't there. And then something could happen. It's a similar feeling to the one we had with Leo: you know something good could happen for us."

How have you learned to live with criticism?

"It's complicated because, for example, when you're injured, you're having a hard time, you want to play and help out. I had a time when I was getting injured a lot, I was frustrated about it, and on top of that, you see people saying things that aren't true…"

What bothered you the most?

"That they lied. They said I went out partying, and I've only gone out a few times. I don't know who said it or why, but it's something that hurts. If it were true, well, you accept it. You deal with it."

And why did you never say anything?

"If you explain what you do and what you don't do, you then have to go out and deny everything."

Did you think that, or did someone advise you to do so?

"My family has always told me to let it go and work. To shut up mouths on the field."

But at that time you felt like you were working, but you couldn't shut mouths.

"Exactly. I trained, I changed my diet, I started a lot of things. I changed my way of training. I did everything I could, and it didn't work. And now it all works."

So?

"Nobody really knows why. I've changed things, but you can't say that's exactly what helped me. Maybe my body just evolved."

What role does mentality play in all this?

"A lot. When I got injured, I went through really bad times. Psychologically, I wasn't well. Each injury hurt more. When you get injured a lot, it's normal to think about what to change. I always thought, 'This will be the last one. We're going to do everything we can to make it the last one.'"

Did you go to therapy?

"No, I never had any."

And who did you talk to?

"With my parents, with my brother. I drive them crazy."

Explain the Flick effect to me. How is this team's high level possible when Barça has practically the same squad?

"Apart from the winning character, our possession-based style and high-defense approach is paying off. This year, we've changed in that regard. Before, I rarely used to play offside."

Does it make you dizzy?

"At first, yes. You see a lot of space, the striker can go off on his own. But I think we do it very well. The defenders work hard, but it's all about communication. When you talk and understand each other, everything works out well."

Did Flick find your place on the pitch?

"It's the position I've felt most comfortable in throughout my short career. Sometimes it seems long, but it isn't. It's a position where I touch the ball a lot. Defensively, I try to help; I've always liked working for the team and running. It's necessary."

Just as Lamine seems like he'll always be compared to Messi, you're often compared to Iniesta. Are they really similar?

"There are always comparisons. We play in a similar position; we both use the number 8. I've seen a lot of videos of him, and it's very difficult to do what Andrés did."

I don't know if Iniesta recovered so many balls.

"Andrés played a little further forward. He was like a number 10, like Dani Olmo, for example. Andrés's one-on-one style was insane. It was Lamine or Leo style: you give it to him and you know you're not going to lose it. I really enjoyed Andrés, not just what he did with the ball. Off the ball, he was very clever; he always knew where to be."

What value do you place on aesthetics in the game?

"It's important, but it's not everything. There are players who are beautiful to watch, but they also do their job."

But you realize when you do a beautiful dribble and the whole stadium cheers you on.

"Yes, of course. It's very nice to dribble or make a move. But you have to be more practical. Many people ask me if I think about it or practice it, but no. I've never watched a video to copy a dribble. It's instinct, there's no explanation for it. When you're on the field, your mind goes by itself. There's no time to think."

It's strange that you say this, when you have the ball it seems like everything goes slowly.

"Sometimes you can believe that you have the defender on top of you, but he still has a long way to get to you. In the Second Division, for example, the players are much crazier. However, in the First Division, because they have more quality, they hold on for longer. I've always thought that: normally, when you have the ball, you have a second more than you think."

Does the fact that Rodri won the Ballon d'Or give you the feeling that it's possible for you as well?

"I think Andrés, Xavi, and Busi deserved it and never won it. It was about time they gave it to a central midfielder. I hope it serves them well in the coming years. If you ask any player in the world if they want to win the Ballon d'Or, they'll say yes. If it has to be given to me, it will be given to me. But I prefer winning titles to individual awards."

Starting with the Champions League.

"Borussia Dortmund is a good team. The game we played there was strange, but it ended well. We'll try to beat them again. We're at a good level, and they're not doing well in the league, but you never know in the Champions League."

[saynomorefic]

2024 fandom review

Ty for tagging me @willesredlights @phneltwrites @grounded-parasocial <3

This is going to be a mishmash of formats I've seen, so thanks everyone for giving me ideas

Fics written

I started watching and writing YR this year, so 2024 has really been huge for me in returning to fandom and fic writing. I wrote 27 works (plus tumblr ficlets) and 117k words, by far the most I've written!

First fic posted in 2024: You Kill Me (WIP) 2024-02-06

My love letter to Young Royals. Anyone who has read this, thank you and sorry, it's deeply personal and my raw initial reaction to watching the show.

Last fic posted in 2024: Ghosts of Simons Past 2024-12-23

Silly little christmas fic!

Fav fic I've written: Let's take this overboard (WIP) 2024-06-25

My Mediterranean yacht AU! Ah my beloved. Thank you to everyone for showing this story love. It's still going, I'm just putting the pieces together. How do you pick a direction when you have so many?

It's been a big year of writing :) I haven't written creatively for about 9 years, so it's safe to say Young Royals and this community have ignited a creative spark I didn't know I had in me. When I was a kid my dream was to be a writer. Getting emotional here, but it's hitting me that in a way, that dream has come true in a way! I know fanfic is not technically professional writing, but in a way it's cooler - we don't get to just message our favorite "real" authors whenever we want, nor do bigger authors get to experience being in a club of writers like this! (actually I wouldn't know, but w/3).

Thank you to every single person who has sat down and read my little stories, you guys truly don't know what you have given me and how much it means.

Fics read under the cut <3

Fics read

I can't give a number, but I have bookmarked 117 fics since 2024-02-11, and it's safe to say I've read at least 4x that.. so uh.. it's a lot :''))

This is a list of favs after going through my bookmarks, and definitely not an exhaustive list of all the fics I've read and loved from this past year. Thank you to ALL writers out there for your amazing work <3

First fic I bookmarked/ read: objects in motion by Capiche

Last fic I read: Under the Mistletoe by @vvachillessongvv (so cute!)

Some favorites I've read this year:

Stairway to Heaven by @unfortunate17

the person responsible for finding young royals, and this was one of the very first fics I read! Heartbreaking and wonderful.

Something Real as Pain by @crownedwille

I love how this story directly engages with power differences between Wilhelm and Simon, and I'm so proud of these two <3

be the place you call your home by @phneltwrites

I love them so much. No one does post-canon like you! such a unique writing voice and characterizations to match <3

Faroe Gone by @groenendaelfic

Pining Simon. Pining Wilhelm. Remote island-farm-cottage sex. What more could you want?

We Left Footprints When We Passed By by @in-amor-veritas

One of the first long fics I read, and these two will never leave me.

darling, lost in the darkling woods by Ripki on ao3

honorable mention to Align, but this noir gripped me like no other.

Fright Fest! by @enjoythesilentworld

I adore everything about this, horrorific, whumpy and visceral <33

sleep, dream, you, repeat (live, die next to me) by @espejonight28738

This little gem! The Midsommar AU. So so good, so well written.

bittersweet ecstasy (I pick my poison and it's you) by wthbaby (ao3)

An amazing ABO fic that's more werewolf /fantasy than anything!

The initiation - sorry if we got a bit rough by @silvagrey

A really interesting look at the aftermath of Wilhelm's initiation ritual, and a type of canon divergence I've never seen!

A Glimpse of Us by @simons-purplehoodie

An early love, read this in April and was swept away.

Look at us by @willesredlights

So hot, so sweet, and bonus that it was a gift for me! <33

to color with two by @wildcalendula

I love the way they communicate about sex here. So tender and loving and lovely. Just this whole series!

The Way We Were by queerofthemonth (ao3)

Damaged popstar Simon. Sad Kronprins Wilhelm. Fuck.

Cock by @stretchoutfics

Just so much to say about pining and sexuality crisis Wilhelm. It feels so realistic, and I love their communication here.

One, two, three (Not only you and me) by @skibasyndrome

So much communication, so much trust, so much honesty. And the LAPDANCING? Also, thank you so much for every kinktober contribution, promise we are all very grateful <3

Where We Left Off by @gulliblelemon

So tender, they will literally be in my heart forever. It's time to re-read!

come closer and see into the dark (WIP) by @bigalockwood

I can't decide what's better, unique magical ghosts or juicy slow burn interpersonal relationships at the YR ghost agency. Love <3

losing a friend is the hardest part by psyanky on ao3

God do a love break ups and second chances. And everything psyanky writes.

We're Going to Be Friends (Lilac Grove) by wilmonlibrarian on ao3

I'm so in love. Borrower Simon is adorable, and it blows my mind how this author created this whole world.

I am awaiting you (WIP) by @toffeelemon and thatgayprince (pls help me tag on tumblr!)

I am so in love with Princess Simon and Wille here. Uadhakjsdha

i've got power in my hands (and it's yours for the taking) by @starvalisedham

The library fight from August's POV. There are LAYERS here, and I love how much is up to interpretation reg. his perception of Wilmon.

maybe now maybe here tonight by @dreamyelectronicmusic

I love a getting back together fic, and the writing! I'm in awe.

My Home for All Time by @hergrandplan

Amazing contributions for Wille's month! Every ficlet and morsel.

words written down by @caramelpenguin

Every single one. how do I pick? Thank you for always sharing these beautiful snapshots with us <3

this is the golden age of something good and right and real (Painter AU) series by @alltoowille

I couldn't choose bc the first part was INSANE. and then I read it and realized there was 50k+ after? Think I ascended. Thank you <3

and last but not least obviously by @grapehyasynth

Changed me. Changed how I write, and then changed me again.

Final reflections

I wanted to say I loved helping celebrate Wilmonhits5k on ao3, and big thanks to everyone who participated through fic recs and commenting.

I have to mention the people that keep this fic world turning through fic recs, making gifs, fandom engagement, and more! @simonsapelsin @youngroyals-events @kruemel8 @sillyunicorn @grounded-parasocial @books-books-smolderinglooks @impossibleknots @sillylittleflower and too many more to list. You guys are truly the best <3

If we have never chit chatted, feel free to come say hi! <3 Happy new year to you all, and here's to more YR magic in 2025.

[nonverbalnaji]

My Jayvik Regency/Bridgerton AU meets ABO fic with the Language of Flowers

I've wanted to write an ABO fic for a while, but wanted something else to mix in with it when I was thinking about how Silco would suit a Regency era AU. Then like in the first season/book of Bridgerton, I can see Jayce and Viktor entering a fake relationship and shenanagins ensue! I really like the Language of Flowers and found in a book by Henrietta Dumont that there's a flower associated with each day of the year! While there's no official birthday for the Arcane characters, people have used their champion release dates and using that, there's some *interesting* associations... So this is a breakdown of some research I've done for this fic so far :)

Story Premise (may be tweaked in future)

Viktor is debuting among the first of attendants from Zaun to Piltover's social season, despite being an eligible omega he just wants to avoid causing a scandal and make a good first impression for the sake of his siblings.

Jayce is a known playboy and his mother has insisted he try again because as the heir to House Talis, he will either find a partner or one will be arranged. He'll attend to keep an eye out for his siblings of course, as well as the intriging Zaunites.

ABO Dynamics meets Regency Era

When you go to read an ABO fic, there's certain expectations going in for how the world works - positions in society and the flaws of it, and then the intimte angles of heats, ruts, suppressants, etc.

I decided to have a debutante ball and social season not be solely focused on omegas, that there would be pressure for alphas too, and betas often get forgotten or brushed aside a lot so I decided to go with a different take for them - flexible fertility. In a different way to how I've gone about it in my mermaid au, betas in my fic strike a balance between the extremes of alphas and omegas, and may adapt based on who their partner is which brings about some implications about betas in high society.

Furthermore, I wanted to highlight the Piltover and Zaun tension in setting this fic post-alliance to add another layer of tension about the first debutante ball that will be shared between both cities. So as I go over the characters below, I'll note how their birthday flowers has either fit really well for their character or given me inspiration for where to take their character arc, as well as what secondary gender they'll have.

ALSO! Debuting age for this fic is 21, I will add ages with the characters too but wanted to make it clear.

The Language of Flowers and Birthdays

Caitlyn Kiramman - Beta (21)

January 4th - Hazel, Corylus avellana

Stands for Peace and Reconcilliation. This really solidified having Cait as a beta for my fic, as the heir of a great house, whom she marries will be a big deal and so there's a struggle between duty and feelings there for her, expectations and desires.

Vander Lane - Beta (40+)

February 21st - Crocus, white, Crocus albus

Meanings include Youth, Love, abuse not, health and fertility impatience, youthful joy, hope, and friendship in adversity. I went with Warwick's release date for Vander's birthday when I saw the meaning behind this flower too. While the main relationship of this fic will be Jayce x Viktor, there's a second chance romance between Vander and Silco.

Corin Reveck (Singed) - Alpha (50+)

April 18th - Narcissus, Narcissus moschatus

Self-love, egotism, and formality? Honestly perfect for the personality of Orianna's father in this fic.

Ekko Young - Alpha (20)

May 28th - Iris, Iris lurida

Meanings include: Eloquence, good news, light; faith, valor, wisdom, friendship; a message. This feels appropriate for Ekko. (Yes using street names for last names, wasn't sure what to use and using 'Firelight' didn't feel right).

Orianna Reveck - Omega (21)

June 1st - Rose, yellow, Rosa lutea

Friendship, joy, gladness; apology, intense emotion, undying love; extreme betrayal, a broken heart, infidelity, jealousy; Aromanticism. Okay so here me out... I'm thinking that Orianna is a bit sickly, and has pressure from her father to marry well, or at least in a way that will benefit his research pursuits. However, Orianna is aro-ace and isn't interested in the politics of all of this, to be honest, she just wants to find someone who will be a friend to her if she must marry.

Jayce Talis - Alpha (24)

July 7th - Nasturtium, Tropæolum majus

Stands for Patriotism, conquest, victory in battle; heroism. Now don't get me wrong, I *love* Omega!Jayce and Alpha!Viktor fics (as well as AlphaxAlpha) but when I saw the meanings for this and Viktor's flower I was getting some ideas for ways that they would clash and spark. While he is a bit of a rake, Jayce has a strong sense of protecting his family.

Powder (Jinx) Lane - Omega (19)

October 10th - Aletris, Cape waved-leafed, Aletris viridifolia

Try as I might, I cannot find a meaning for this flower. It has a few different names too like Unicorn Root and Crow Corn. It definitely speaks to her uniqueness I think.

Vi (Violet) Lane - Alpha (22)

December 19th - Heath, two-coloured, Erica bicolor

Heath stands for solitude but additional colours have more meanings, and this particular strain has a purple-tone which can indicate beauty and admiration. Since Violet is a flower too, it can represent 'modest worth' and is also a sapphic symbol.

Viktor Lane - Omega (25)

December 29th - Heath, Erica genistopha

While it wasn't specificed, after comparing it to the other entries for Heath I went with this one being white because the additional meanings for it are Protection and Wishes Will Come True which had me leaning towards Viktor being an Omega and while there's a similar pressure of duty and protecting his younger siblings, he also has his own wishes that he keeps close to his chest.

Some characters didn't have birthdays though, so here's their flowers and notes as well because you might notice something interesting with the last names...

Mylo Lane - Alpha (20)

May 23rd - Lilac, Springa vulgaris

First Emotions of Love. This one stood out to me for the purple hue of the flower (suiting with his older sister) as well as how Mylo is a bit bumbling when it comes to making approaches (like in ep. 7).

Claggor Talis - Omega (21)

February 2nd - Snow-drop, Galanthus nivalis

Symbolizing Hope, Claggor is hopeful going into this years social season since his older brother will be supporting him too. Yes leaning on *that look* Claggor had for Mylo in ep 7 as I had always assumed that they weren't related by blood anyway. I also thought giving Jayce another sibling along with them growing up with Caitlyn could be interesting.

Silco Glasc - Omega (40+)

June 27th - St. John’s Wort, perforated, Hypericum perforatum

HEAR ME OUT. Firstly, this flower stands for superstition but I've heard it be associated with anti-depressants. Secondly, yes, you read that last name correctly, like I said, this is a second chance romance between Silco and Vander, you shall see~ Edit to add: BECAUSE I FORGOT OOPS, I have started this fic!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63647665

Althea stands for Consumed by Love and Fir stands for Time, make of that what you will :3

[h-didanart]

Good evening ✨✨✨

I may have exactly what you want ✨

Several versions even ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨

What can I say, I saw an interesting plot point that was completely and utterly abandoned and unacknowledged and then proceeded to hammer it into as many aus of mine as is possible :3

I think we need more more AU that look into just how different blood copy (made by ruin) & blood moon (made by eclipse) are.

Like, the blood moon that ruin made was in the same boat as eclipse when they were alive, so it would be really interesting if anyone explored it more, whether it be from code mess ups, or just different dynamics, heck, even an alternate universe where someone just straight up tells blood copy that they’re not the original blood moon. I feel like that would be interesting.

They’re definitely routes that could be taken with this in mind, from possibly trying to distance themselves from the blood moon name (trying to push that they are not anyone’s tools), trying to prove that they are somehow the original/better than the original, an existential identity crisis.

Moe universes where ruin messes up their code in a way that creates someone that is supposed to be a blood moon, but is very different from said image also pretty interesting.

Hell even AUs where they have a completely different dynamic in October are interesting!

I really just feel like this singular concept of the animatronics ruin making just being copies of the original ones has so much potential that was never really delved into with the show. The most we got of this was everyone acknowledging that the eclipse ruined made isn’t the original eclipse. Would that’s it. 

I wanted them to have a father-son relationship :D

[northgazaupdates]

11 April 2024

Photographer Dawoud Abo Alkas reports airstrikes in the Tuffah neighborhood of Gaza City

[deancaspinefest]

Something happens (you wouldn't know it yet)

Author: MiracleofWinchester | Artist: hexentaenzerin

Posting on Thursday April 10* (*new posting date)

In college, the word around the campus was that Dean Winchester and Castiel Novak were inseparable. You wouldn't find one without the other's shadow hovering over them.

Everything either of them did, every little thought one of them thought of was known to the other... well, almost everything anyway. It's fifteen Years later, gives or take, and you can't even breathe the name of one of them in the presence of the other.

It's too painful, too much. It's a history of a complicated web of feelings and misunderstands that were left unaddressed for so long with neither of them daring to poke at it.

It takes one video long since been recorded, a mischievous eight-year-old, his cunning older cousin, and a host of family and friends who had exhausted themselves trying to get these two best friends back into each other's lives for Dean and Castiel to even get into the same space at the same time again.

A summer camp, a basketball court, and a beloved early 00s teen show may be involved.

OR

the Kuch Kuch Hota Hai inspired Destiel fic nobody asked for!

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“Would you like me to stay, bud?” Uncle Jimmy asks, quiet and soft. Besides him, Claire doesn't move a muscle.

Jack worries his lips and gives the question a minute, thinking it over. It’s not like he didn’t expect the question. He was even waiting for it. It’s been the same every year since forever. Uncle Jimmy was the one his mom assigned to the very important task, Uncle Jimmy’s words not Jack’s, of delivering the videos to Jack each year on his birthday for the last eight years of his life.

Last year Jack mastered enough bravery to begin the video alone but he soon cried out for his uncle who came tripping over his feet and Jack stayed cuddled to his side, the video frozen on the unmoving screen until Jack felt brave again.

Right now Jack doesn’t know if he’s sure.

Still, Jack looks up into his uncle’s patient eyes and nods once.

“Alright, kiddos. I’ll be in the garden out back finishing up a few things on the phone before Amelia comes back with half the store.” Uncle Jimmy says as he stands up, “If you need anything just give me a shout, ‘kay?”

After seeing their twin nods Uncle Jimmy ruffles their hair and drops a kiss on each of their heads before his out of the closed pinto door opening it before working outside and sliding the door back shut They both stare at his tail until they hear the lock clicking before either of them speaks.

“Want me to leave?” Claire offers.Without permission, Jack’s hand shoots out to grab her. “No stay. please.”

“Sure thing, jackie bean.” Claire says, smiling reassuringly at him.

Then she untangles his hand off of her wrist and just… holds on to it. Steady and strong.

Jack takes a deep breath and then releases it slowly, the way his dad taught him.

“‘Kay.” he says into the air.

Claire squeezes his hand once.

“Yeah?”

He nods.

She nudges him gently, “Okay, let’s do this.”

** On the screen, his mama’s eyes glint with mischief.

“So, I know that I can tell you what I'm about to tell you and be sure that you’ll get it.” she stops in what Jack knows must be to add a dramatic edge to what she would say next. He knows her like that. It’s only for a breath but it’s effective because when she continues it gets her captive audience at the edge of their seats. She says, “I'm going to tell you a story. A love story. Your daddy’s love story.” For two different reasons both Jack and Claire gasp.

Wide-eyed, their eyes lock with each other, then back at the screen before they lock eyes once again. Identical twin smiles grow, taking over their faces as they eagerly wait for what tale Kelly Kline will spine.

Whatever it is, they know it’s going to be good.

“But before that,” his mommy chuckles, shoulder-length hair flying around her face as she shakes her head. “I first need to tell you all about his very best friend in the whole wild world. I’m going to tell you about Dean Winchester.”

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I am to the MOTA fandom like just now watched the show in December of 2024 😭 and loveeeee your traditional Alpha Egan fic.

I’ve pretty much absorbed all spn and HP A/B/O any more mota recs?

Or just recs in general.

WELCOME 🥰❤️ I’ve only been here a couple of months so I’m still making my way through everything too! And thank you 🥹😍 It was a tough but good one to write and the second part is fighting me but I’m so excited to add more to it!!!

I’ll stick with ABO just so the list doesn’t get too overwhelming (I have yet to read a MOTA fic I don’t like but my favorites are some of the best fics I’ve ever read 🙌)

we could make it up as we go by youllneverrecme (Clegan - E) 25/25 sooo much angst but the payoff was worth it to me

Here I am (right here with you) by @steviewicks45 (Brenny with a side of Clegan - E) 14/? this one will put you through it too but you’ll enjoy it and thank the author for the hurt lol

Will you be mine? by @avonne-writes (Clegan - T) 1/1 John just wants to love someone and it’s so freaking cute and earnest and just awww

Rugire by Anonymous (Clegan - E) 1/1 Alpha x Alpha but done very differently and not everyone’s cup of tea but I’m here for it

On my TBR list is:

fever pitch by dxggorylives (Clegan - E) 1/1

A March in April by defnotanarc (Clegan - E) 4/4

did i mistake you for a sign from god? series by @kindsummer (Clegan - T-E) 3 Parts

day in, day out by wormringers (Clegan - E) 1/1

the wrath of the lamb by @wayrad (Clegan - E) 2/?

Feel free to link y’all’s favs or self rec ❤️

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Treasure Hunt

wrote this back in April for my awesome friend @ramwrites​’s birthday and she said it was cool for me to post so everyone can read :D

always happy to write Uvo for ya ❤️

Warnings: abo, mentions of kidnapping, blood, mentions of death, implied smut, Uvogin is an unrelenting bastard and that’s the way me and Ram like him

Word count: 6.4k

Uvogin caught the scent unexpectedly as it reached his nose by way of an errant wind. A scent that, despite how faint it was, made him stop in his tracks. It was the scent of another being, but as he focused on it, it didn't smell like any scent he was aware of. Not that of an alpha like himself, or that of a beta or any of the other ranks. It was a scent completely different.

It didn't take him long to realize what that meant:

He'd stumbled across the scent of an omega.

Uvogin turned in the direction where the wind had come from and saw that the scent had likely come from the forested area just beyond the trail he'd been traveling on. A dense forest with a few mountains in the distance; a place no doubt crawling with all sorts of creatures and therefore, a place that would be ideal to hide if one were an omega, as the scents from the wildlife and plantlife alike would help hide the unique scent.

Though clearly not this time. The omega must have strayed too far near the well-traveled path and allowed the wind to carry their scent out. A few minutes earlier or later, perhaps it wouldn't have been a problem.

But today luck was favoring Uvogin, the wind bringing the scent to him right as he was walking by on the path just outside of the forests boundaries.

For an omega's scent to be in a place like that, it likely meant that they were in hiding.

And if they were in hiding, surely it meant that they were unmarked and unmated.

Though he had no evidence for thinking that, it seemed reasonable enough to assume, though ultimately he had no clue unless he went and investigated for himself. But it would be worthwhile if there was a lone omega living within that forest.

So Uvo stepped off the path, heading towards the dense trees while he hoped that the scent would lead him to a prize worth having.

It turned out that following the scent took him in deeper than he had anticipated. Evidently the omega hadn't done anything as foolish as straying too close to the path beyond – the winds today had simply been too strong and had carried the scent further than expected.

But the further in he got, the stronger the scent was becoming, and he felt the anticipation growing every minute. At this point, even if the omega did turn out to be mated to another, Uvogin probably wouldn't walk away. He wanted the omega now, and if he needed to kill the mate to have them for himself, then so be it.

Then he heard a rustling in the distance, and he stopped.

There had been plenty of animal life within the forest that he had come across while hunting down the source of the scent, all of which had turned and run in the opposite direction the instant they saw him coming, the deer, foxes, rabbits and the like that ran away to hide from him as they recognized him as being a danger to them. Being a hunter, Uvogin was used to these types of animals he encountered, and he could recognize the sounds of their feet as they treaded lightly over the ground, identifying which was which from those noises alone.

What he heard ahead of him was no wild animal. From his ear alone, he could tell it was a person.

He moved quietly, taking note of the forest floor in front of him before setting his foot back down. If he was correct in thinking that the omega was in hiding, then they would no doubt run the instant they saw him. He took note of the direction of the wind as well, moving so the wind would be blowing against him and not bring his own scent to the omega and alert them.

Uvo took a few more quiet steps until he was able to move around a large tree and could see past it.

Peering around the edge, he finally saw the omega.

You.

You were kneeling on the ground, your sleeves pulled up to your elbows as you dug around in the earth before you. You were pulling up.... A root of some sort. One that was dark green in color.

Glancing towards a satchel that he noticed was sitting behind you, he saw that it held roots that looked similar to the one you'd just pulled out. Though there weren't very many in the bag, and when he looked back to you, he saw a frown form on your face as you seemed dissatisfied with the size of the one in your hand.

…. Ah.

Uvogin had heard of it before – muting ones scent by covering up the scent glands. It seemed there were a few different ways of doing it, either by way of natural home-made remedies or ones created more recently by those who were trying to make a business out of it.

He himself had never used anything like that – he had seen no purpose in it. But he had heard of those who used those remedies for one reason or another, feeling some sort of need to hide the scent that gave their rank away.

The only times he'd heard of omegas using such things was after they were discovered to have been omegas, when they had run out of the ingredients for their remedies or when something had failed with the remedies they had bought and the omega scent coming out at the worst time. And afterwards, the omega would quickly vanish.

Very rarely, he had heard, was it that the omega had left on their own accord.

Uvo was inclined to say that you had a bit more sense than the omegas that tried to live a normal life by muting their scents and blending into society – you must have known that it would only be a matter of time before you would be discovered as an omega if you had gone down that route. You had done the exact opposite, living in hiding on your own and away from the rest of society.

And he was certain that you were on your own. Now that he was so close to you, he was able to take in your scent better, and there was nothing else lingering on you aside from your natural scent as an omega and an earthy scent that clung to your clothing.

You twisted yourself to put the root in the satchel with the others, and the action caused the collar of your dress to move out of the way, allowing him to see the bare skin around your neck and shoulders.

Unmarked.

Unmated.

Living alone in the forest.

Waiting for a worthy alpha to find and claim you.

And that alpha was him.

That thought had him stepping out from behind the tree fully, this time not bothering to be careful of the noise he made – he wanted you to know he was there.

You noticed immediately.

Your head snapped towards him and you tensed up, your expression becoming grim as you saw him. Then he watched you attempt to subtly sniff at the air. You were trying to find out what he was, he quickly realized. But with the wind blowing away from him combined with the distance, you weren't able to catch his scent.

He grinned.

“You wanna know what I am?” Uvogin asked.

You only tensed further at that question, and when he raised his arms, he saw you slowly move your feet underneath you while your hands moved down to the ground below.

You were preparing to break out into a run.

Uvo wasn't too concerned about that at the moment as he brought his hand up to the arm he had raised, pressing his thumbnail against the skin of his arm.

You seemed confused at that.

With the slightest bit of pressure, he managed to break the skin of his arm, and he slid the nail down to make the cut bigger before he pulled his hand away.

The wound was shallow, but blood still began to drip down his skin.

The scent of blood was always strong no matter the rank, and as the blood continued to drip down his arm and onto the forest floor below, your eyes widened as his alpha scent finally reached you.

The wind blew past you once again, and this time Uvo could smell the fear that came from you.

You ran.

You turned and launched yourself from where you were sitting, running away from him while leaving your satchel of roots behind. Uvogin watched as you ran. You outrunning him didn't seem like a possibility so he felt no need to go after you immediately. If you were going to be difficult about this, he'd let you flounder a bit before taking you. It would leave more of an impact on you if he allowed you to think that you had almost managed to get away from him before he collected you.

Then he noticed something odd.

Just before you were out of his sight completely, you turned your head back to look at him. When you saw that he hadn't moved from that spot next to the tree, your eyebrows furrowed.

And though you were still running away, Uvogin saw that your pace slowed ever so slightly.

As if you didn't want to get too far ahead of him.

….. Why would you want that?

Uvogin stayed where he was, listening to the sounds of your feet running across the foliage while you went at your slower pace.

As much as he wanted to say that it was your omega instincts causing you to become conflicted over what you wanted, it didn't feel like that was happening. He could tell when you looked at him that you feared him, and finding out that he was an alpha had only made that fear worse. Yet from the brief glance you'd given him and the way your pace had slowed told him that you wanted him to follow you.

Once again, he asked himself why you would want that.

Uvo brought his thumb to his mouth, licking at the blood on his nail before he smiled to himself.

It was something to keep in mind. But right now it was best that he begin to pursue you.

So he started to walk, making a point to step on your satchel of roots before he followed the path you had taken. Even without the scent that lingered in the air, yours was an easy trail to follow: you hadn't taken any heed to your surroundings as you ran, and you had caused damage to the forest around you in the form of broken branches and upturned dirt. Anyone would've been able to follow that.

But again he wondered if that was what you wanted.

With his long stride, it didn't take Uvo long to come across you again. This time you were down in a gulch, one hand on the side of the rock as your eyes looked over the trees of the forest, trying to see where he would come from.

There was an opening in the side of the gulch where you were standing, he realized, and when you saw him, you ran again, this time running into the wide opening.

He stopped once again, assessing the situation he'd found himself in.

You were trying to lead him into a trap.

Of that, he was certain.

Why else would you be waiting for him long enough so he would see you enter that cave? If your goal had truly been to get away from him, you would've entered that cave as soon as possible, not stand around waiting for him.

So you wanted him to follow you down into the cave. And if he were to guess, you wanted him to follow so you could kill him. That was the way it felt to him.

So then, what was his move now that he knew that?

Uvo wasn't letting you go, so there were no thoughts of giving up on you. Putting his patience to the test and waiting for you to come out on your own was an option, though after thinking on it for a few moments he decided against it. Without knowing what the layout of the cave was, he had no clue if there was a second opening. Sitting around and waiting could give you the time you needed to get a head start in escaping him.

Which meant that his only remaining option was to go in after you.

A risky decision, as he still had no clue what the inside looked like, but in reality, it only excited Uvo a little bit.

And ultimately, how could one like you do anything of significance to him?

Your scent was stronger when he bent down to enter the cave – a sign that you came here frequently. Whatever this place was, it likely served as your home.

The entrance opened up into a hallway that was large enough that he could stand without needing to bend his head down, though his hair managed to brush against the stone up top.

This was an odd place, he noted.

There was lighting in the hallway, coming from what appeared to be glowing stones embedded into the rock. And as he walked down the hall, he noted the areas within the walls that appeared to have been doorways at one point but were now sealed up with smaller stones.

As curious as he was as to the history of this place and why certain areas were blocked off, he turned his attention back to his main objective: getting you. And as he looked to the end of the long hallway, he could see you waiting for him on the other side of a room.

This was definitely a trap.

And when he got closer to the room where you stood, he smelled something other than your scent, something that almost managed to overpower yours completely:

The smell of old, dead blood that permeated from the room.

Uvogin paused when he reached the doorway and looked over the new area. You were still standing before him but now looking like you would run down the hallway behind you. There was also a set of levers on the side of the wall behind you, and as he looked over the room itself, he was starting to get an idea as to what those levers were for.

The walls and floor were covered in blood. All of it long since dried up and there were some clear attempts at washing it away, but the sight and scent still remained. There were particular areas where the blood was most prominent: at the center of the walls to his left and right, and the very center of the floor. All of those points had very large, very clear stains of blood that had spread out far over the surface and was the main source of the mixture of different blood scents that almost overwhelmed him. There was a bit of cloth on the floor as well, and while the rest of the floor had other varying sizes of cloth strewn about, the rest of them looked as if they had been set there so the one at the center wouldn't look out of place.

And through the mess of cloth and bloodstains, there was one last thing Uvogin spotted on the stone floor: several lines carved into the surface, as though something heavy had been moved over it repeatedly.

….. Ah. So that was what this was.

Uvo smirked to himself and stepped inside.

You reacted immediately by stepping back into the hall and pulling down one of the levers. The result was a barrier of metal bars that came down from the ceiling before you and blocked the entrance of the second hall.

He hummed and took another step forward, at which you pulled a second lever.

A loud noise sounded from behind him, and when he looked back, he found bars similar to the ones that separated you from him had blocked off the entrance behind him.

“Oh? Was your plan just to trap me?” he asked, “gonna teach me a lesson by turning the tables and capturing me?”

That question got you to finally speak.

“No. You're not worth keeping alive,” you answered bluntly.

“You wound me,” Uvo answered sarcastically, “so then what are you gonna do?”

“Get rid of you, just like every other arrogant alpha that came after me with the expectation that I'd roll over and let them do with me as they pleased,” you answered, “all of you who come after me are the same, too busy thinking with your dicks and using your primal instincts as an excuse.”

“An excuse for what?”

“An excuse to rid yourself of any responsibility for why you go after omegas in the way you do,” you said, “because it's easier to shift the blame on instinct, right?”

Uvogin waited a moment as he processed your words, and then he grinned at you.

“I'm not sure what bullshit has been spouted at you by other alphas that you trapped, but I couldn't care less about blaming my actions on anything,” he said, “I've come after you because you're mine. Why would I make an excuse for collecting my mate?”

“You can keep those bars down if you like,” he added, “I've got no issue breaking those apart to get to you.”

From the way your brows furrowed, his speech had managed to perturb you, yet you still scoffed at his last sentence.

“As if I'd even give you the chance to try and get to me,” you said.

“Gonna crush me to death before that, huh?”

You blinked in surprise.

“You've figured out this room already?”

“It's pretty obvious from the marks left behind in the floor,” Uvo answered, “what else could leave grooves like that in stone?”

Now at the center of the room, Uvogin pushed away the cloth at his feet with his foot, revealing the panel you had hidden that would no doubt trigger the mechanism to activate the trap in the room. He then looked to the third lever that sat next to you on the wall and the way your hand twitched as you anticipated needing to pull it.

“The walls will crush me if I step on this plate or you pull that, then?” he asked.

“... Yeah.”

Your expression turned grim when he said that.

“Oh? Why so upset? Don't you have me where you want me?” Uvo asked mockingly.

“You think I want to do this?” you asked back, “because I don't. I hate killing people, but if I don't get rid of the people who find me, they keep coming back to try and take me. I can't have peace as long as you alphas know where I am. So I need to get rid of you.”

You let out a shaky breath as you said “I hate it every time this happens, but you leave me no choice. We wouldn't be here if you would just leave me alone.”

Uvo raised an eyebrow as he asked “now who's shifting blame?”

You glared at him.

“I don't think I'm gonna feel much regret over ending you,” you said.

“You'll find that to be harder to do than you think.”

You sighed.

“Another tired alpha line. You're just like the rest.”

“I'm nothing like other alphas,” Uvo countered.

“You're exactly like the rest of them.”

With that, you lifted your hand up to the lever. Your eyes were averted as you did so.

Before you reached the lever Uvogin stepped on the plate before him.

The shock on your face was clear as you looked to him in the few seconds he had before the walls closed in.

He winked at you.

The walls shot forward with the intent of reaching one another and crushing him completely. But just before they reached him he lifted his arms-

And slammed his fists against the walls.

What followed was a series of loud noises, the sounds of stone breaking apart and the mechanics of the walls dislodging as a greater force pushed back against them. Dust and fragments of stone flew into the air that briefly clouded everything, and the room shook so much that you needed to brace yourself against one of the walls for fear of falling over.

It took you a moment for you to understand what just happened.

Once the noises stopped, the dust settled and the shaking ended was when you looked back to him.

Uvogin stood triumphantly in the center of the destruction. And once again he grinned when your eyes met his.

Uvo was feeling good about himself. In the place where others had met their end, he had been the one to beat your trap. Now you couldn't deny that he was nothing like any others who had gone after you. And perhaps this might be enough to convince you that fighting this was useless.

Although maybe not. You seemed to be the stubborn type.

At the moment, however, your shock had turned to fear as you looked at him through the bars, your eyes looking over the destruction he had caused before inevitably going back to him. It was the same fear he had caught wind of when he had first approached you, but this time it was far greater.

Terror and a sense of hopelessness was beginning to settle in. That there was nothing you could do to stop him.

Yet when he stepped forward you took in a sharp breath before you moved, turning and dashing down the corridor as fast as you could.

As he thought. Stubborn.

But he found that he didn't mind it.

The bars over the entryway were wrenched off easily and thrown to the side. You were already out of sight. He took a few steps into the corridor and found that there were multiple openings within the walls. Given the nature of that first room, he wondered if there were more traps to be found in the halls ahead. Though with how easy it was for him to beat that first room, he had a hard time imagining that anything you had set up would do much to him.

He glanced behind, seeing that the bars at the other end of the room were still intact. He'd leave those as they were for now. They'd be useful in keeping you in if you somehow managed to get around him and tried to escape that way.

Uvogin followed the path you had taken and turned at the same corner you had only to find another corridor that looked the same as the one he was currently standing in. Was this a maze? That was what it seemed like, but that wouldn't do much to stop him – he could still smell your panicked scent and could follow it to you.

As he walked down this other corridor, he noticed something else that gave your location away: there were several hallways of the maze where the floor was littered with dust and rubble, whereas the path that you must've traveled on a daily basis had clear signs of use as no dust had been allowed to settle.

This wasn't as effective in warding off pursuers, although in your defense, it was likely the first and only time that room from earlier had failed you.

That didn't stop him from encountering another obnoxious trap, however, as at one point through the maze a section of the floor beneath his foot suddenly fell, revealing a pit of sharp spikes down below.

He survived by quickly grabbing at the walls on either side and moving fast, only sparing a single glance down so as to acknowledge that there weren't any remains down in the pit. Those spikes probably wouldn't have killed him, but it would be a pain to deal with getting back up after falling into that.

Still, the more he saw, the more he wondered how you had managed to come across this place. Uvo couldn't believe that you had been the one to set the traps, but it wasn't exactly often that one would come across a fully functioning and apparently abandoned death cave.

Perhaps he could ask you after he caught you.

For now, he thought to himself as he spotted a door that led out of the maze, his only concern was capturing you.

Unsurprisingly, the door had been locked and secured from the other side, but with a single kick Uvogin had the wooden door and the board barricading it from the other side crashing to the ground in a million splinters. He stepped inside to find another room with another wooden door and your scent even stronger in this place. A quick look around didn't reveal there to be any mechanisms in this room that would trigger a trap.

But he did notice something odd on one of the walls.

He approached slowly, his eyes narrowing as the thing he had noticed appeared to be.... Writing?

It had been scratched into the walls with what appeared to be charcoal, and the writing itself looked to be dates of some kind. Ten different days marked down alongside different months of the year, and above it had been written a few words hoping that the dead would find peace.

This was a memorial for your previous victims, he realized. Despite your way of disposing of them, he had seen firsthand how death had bothered you. And you had said that you didn't enjoy it but that you had no other choice.

Was this some way of coping with it? With you, it didn't feel like that. Writing down when those deaths had happened seemed more like a punishment to him.

Maybe that was the point.

He looked over the dates again.

Ten different dates, ten different people. He would've been the eleventh if you had managed to kill him.

That couldn't be good for your health. The least he could do would be to save you from needing to remember all of that.

Uvogin then made his way towards the unopened door, and after finding that it was similarly locked, he kicked his way in once more.

Upon entering the next room, he managed to be a bit surprised.

So far, all of the rooms had been lit by use of the glowing stones placed in the ceilings and the walls, but as he walked into this new room, he found that the light within it came from the outside. Taking a few steps in, he looked above him and saw a wide opening within the rock, one that seemed to have been placed there intentionally in order to allow in the sunlight. He wasn't sure why such an opening would have been built in, though he suspected that it may have something to do with the stone basin he saw standing in the center of the room. The aged basin wasn't the thing that stood out most in this room, however.

It was what the natural light allowed within the space had managed to grow, as at the back of the room stood dozens and dozens of sunflowers, standing tall with their faces all turned upwards to that opening so they could absorb as much of the sunlight as possible. Odd to find something like that within a cave, but they seemed to be thriving.

Not that it mattered all that much to Uvo.

But as he inhaled once again, he noted that your scent in this room was even stronger.

And as he looked about the room once more, he noticed something on the ground behind the basin.

Looking closer revealed it to be a pile of cloth that had been arranged to look like a nest of sorts, a great deal of the cloth placed at the center as protection from the ground below.

Uvogin bent one knee to kneel down over the nest, a hand resting on the basin to keep his balance as he looked it over. This was where the omega scent was strongest. This was where you slept during the night, curled up on a makeshift bed among a miniature sea of sunflowers, waking up in the mornings just so you could spend your day scavenging for food and ways to further hide yourself from the world. And then you returned here every night after boarding up the door to this room, allowing yourself to get the rest you needed without fear of an intruder interrupting you. This place was your safe-haven.

And Uvogin felt certain that he had been the only other person to get inside of this place.

He looked about the rest of the room as his other hand absentmindedly went down to pick up one of the bits of cloth while he noted the raised platform that ran along the edge of the room, spotting five different doors – two on either side and one at the back – that led out of the room. The single door at the back wall appeared to be firmly shut and had two indents on either side consisting of various shapes, as if the door would be unlocked if he found the correct items to place inside of the indents.

He was thinking of how annoying that would be when he brought the cloth up to his face and inhaled.

The hand that had been gripping the basin caused the aged stone to crack as he was overtaken by the scent of a long-gone heat that was still present in the cloth. The thought of you needing him like that, being beneath him and begging, almost made him lose his mind.

Maybe you weren't completely wrong about what you had said in regards to instinct driving him.

He looked once again to the doors and sighed. The trick here seemed to be that he needed to go into wherever the four doors led and retrieve whatever items would unlock the fifth door, which would then allow him to get to you. Actually going through with that would be an obnoxious waste of time, and it'd be much easier and faster to break down that single door like he had done with the others. All he could hope for was that there weren't any more ridiculous traps to be avoided or any obnoxious puzzles he would be forced to solve.

Uvo dropped the cloth and stood, his hand still on the basin as he brought himself back to his feet.

When he looked to the basin again, he kicked it.

There hadn't been any reason for it; he just felt like toppling it over.

But as the stone crashed to pieces on the ground and hit the stems of a few unfortunate flowers, he heard something unexpected.

A soft but sharp intake of breath.

One that had come from within the sunflowers.

…. Ah.

It clicked in his mind, and he wanted to laugh when he realized what you were trying to do, that you were trying to trick him into going further into the cave so you could escape while he was distracted. At least that answered the question of if there was more than one way in and out this place – if you had the chance to get out elsewhere, you would've done so by now.

Uvo decided to go along with it for now. Though before he headed towards the wall with the lone door, he bent down to pick up a bit of the rubble left behind by the destroyed basin and kept it in hand as he made his way over.

Earlier he'd been distracted by the sight of your nest and the scent of you that filled the room, but now that he had a bit more of a hold on himself, he could easily pinpoint your shape within the sea of sunflowers. Currently he could feel your eyes watching him through the stems, and he could easily imagine the way you looked at him with your hands covering your mouth, hoping that if you stayed quiet and stayed still, he'd overlook you in favor of figuring out the door puzzle.

If only you'd kept quiet when he knocked over the basin, it might've worked.

You made your move when he began to kick at the door in an effort to break it down. On the third kick in, when the door cracked and pieces of stone fell to the floor, he heard a rustling from the area where you had hidden yourself, and he looked back in time to see you making a break for the door he had entered from.

Without missing a beat Uvo turned around and threw the rubble he had picked up earlier in your direction.

It hit you squarely on the back just as you entered the doorway and caused you to cry out as you fell.

Your cry of distress should have caused him to feel some form of upset or remorse, but he found that it only managed to excite him.

You were struggling to push yourself up into a sitting position when he returned to you, the hit from the rock affecting you more than he had intended. Good thing he'd aimed for your back and not your head.

You shuddered when you saw him towering over you and began to shake your head.

“Please,” you begged, “please just go away. Don't do this.”

“And what, leave you alone in a place like this? That would be even more cruel,” he said, “that main trap of yours can't be fixed, the doors to this room are wrecked, and no one would ever fall for those spike pits in your maze. Unless you've got something even more deadly in those other rooms, this place isn't safe for you anymore. Anyone could get in.”

You glared when he said that.

“And whose fault is that?” you asked.

“Hm. I'd say it's both our faults,” he answered, “me for breaking your shit, and you for thinking that you could get rid of me. You should've just accepted that I'm the alpha meant to claim you.”

“I'm not meant to be claimed,” you hissed.

Despite the venom dripping from your voice, he smiled at you.

“You are,” he said, “but it's okay if you haven't accepted that yet. I'm happy to help you through it.”

With that, he reached for you.

Your attempts to swat his hands away did nothing, and within moments he was carrying you over to your makeshift bed among the sunflowers. You struggled in his grip the entire time, and when he set you down on the cloth, you tried to turn onto your front and get up so you could run from him again.

You cried out the second you moved, the pain from the rock that had been thrown at you still very present.

Uvogin sat over you, watching as you struggled beneath him, still desperately trying to fight and get yourself out of this despite there being no chance of such a thing happening. Your time living as an unclaimed omega had come to an end; now there was only one future for you.

Uvo was waiting for you to come to that realization.

And after a few more moments of you writhing on the ground in agony, it seemed that you did realize that.

You looked back up to him, and once more shook your head.

“Please don't,” you begged again, “I don't want this.”

That time, instead of speaking, Uvo leaned in so he could press his face against your neck. Your attempts at pushing him away were even less effective than when you had tried to keep his hands off of you earlier, and you soon stopped fighting him, keeping your eyes squeezed shut while you bit your lip.

With your neck exposed to him, your scent was clearer now more than ever, and Uvogin couldn't keep himself from pressing his lips against your skin. It was a tame kiss by his standards, yet you shuddered when he pulled his lips away, and when he looked back at you, he saw tears beginning to trickle down your cheeks as your lip wobbled in frustration.

He inhaled again, and that time he caught a scent of something new: a very, very faint hint of arousal.

He smirked.

“As much as you like to deride other ranks for acting on instinct, you aren't much different,” he said to you, “I've only kissed you once and you're already beginning to reciprocate.”

“But it makes sense,” Uvo continued, “you've been all by yourself here for a long time, haven't you? Riding out all those heats on your own while waiting for your alpha to come for you.”

“No,” you said.

“You did the right thing in getting rid of those others; they would've ruined you,” he added while ignoring your protest, “but you don't need to worry about dirtying your hands with that sort of thing anymore; I'll be here to keep you safe from here on out.”

“No,” you said again, but this time it came out weaker.

You didn't try to fight him when he pushed your skirts out of the way so he could position himself between your legs, nor did you try to push him away when he pressed his lips against your neck again.

This time he included teeth as he bit down, and the cry you let out went straight to his dick.

Blood was dripping from his mouth when he pulled away and looked at you once more, and this time he saw that you were full-on crying when your eyes met.

“Please d-”

He silenced you by taking your lips in a kiss, and the muffled noise that came from you sounded like a mixture of both want and fear.

Whatever the conflict going on within you, Uvogin would see to it that it was put to rest.

[watchingblsnowandforever]

2024: BL Year in Review

(The fact that I'm doing this hours before the year changes is actually the least surprising things of 2024)

Total BLs watched in 2024: 21

BLs watched that aired this year: 12

(BLs currently airing: 2)

(BLs watched this year that started in 2023: 3)

BLs watched that aired before this year: 9

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10 random superlatives to wrap up my year (these are from series that have aired this year or finished airing this year):

1. The BL that predicted most accurately (the date of legalization of same-sex marriage in Thailand)

Cherry Magic

It shot up to my Top 10 favourite BLs the moment I watched it. It's amazing and everyone should watch it, actually.

2. The most Bromance BL (is it a coincidence that my first two superlatives are both TayNew series? You can't prove anything.)

Peaceful Property

Another BL everyone should watch. It's technically not a BL, but it's a better BL than a lot of the ones I've watched before so.

3. The most average BL

My Love Mix Up Th

Very cute, but unlike Cherry Magic, I think I actually liked the original (Kieta Hatsukoi) better. It was nice, but very average.

4. My most loved omegaverse BL (...yes there were two. But to be fair, it depends on what you consider a 'BL')

Tadaima, Okaeri

It was so adorable. It had a sort of non-traditional ABO relationship (?), but I love how they used ABO to address other (more relevant-) socio-cultural issues.

5. The BL with the most wasted potential

The Trainee

It started off amazing, but the graph became a straight line (pun intended) somewhere in the middle and then went steadily downhill. It had so much potential, the ending physically hurt.

6. The most wacky BL (that I loved)

Century of Love

It's actually pretty great, but it's just so wacky (which makes it more adorable honestly). It kept surprising me too, which is always nice (...except when it's not).

7. The BL I (know I'm gonna) have the most love-hate relationship with

ThamePo

This is the first (hopefully only) BL that made me sob in the first episode. But it's so good. I almost cried twice in the second episode too, this is awful. (Then why do I love it?)

8. BL that gave me the most whiplash

The Heart Killers

If you haven't guessed already, I am insane about and insanely obsessed with FadelStyle. If we're watching the same series, I know you are too. :)

9. BL with the worst crash landing (26372892 dead, everyone else injured)

Last Twilight

If you watched this, you know. I have nothing else to add.

10. My favourite BL of the year

We Are

I'm very sure anyone who even clicked on my blog in April-July this year knows this. This silly little show just hit a chord in me and it never stopped ringing.

Honourable mentions:

1. BL with the most episodes ever in Thai BL history

Perfect 10 Liners

24 episodes. That's all I have to say.

2. My most loved new pairing

MarcPoon

The above gif is moments before The ChainPun KissTM. And let me tell you. They didn't only understand the assignment, they showed everyone else exactly how to do it too.

GL version:

1. The one that really tried

23.5

2. The best GL (I have watched)

Pluto

Please watch it.

If this post seems hurried, it kinda was 😭-

I'm just glad I could get this out in time T-T

Thank you so much if you got this far! ☺️🫶🏼

Here, have a new year's cake hehe 🎂

[peachhcs]

seven minutes in heaven | the wonder years

hughes!sister x will smith au (samy + will)

the one where samy and will do something that friends would definitely 100% do (never) — taken place at the end of samy’s junior year of hs

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i’m having a small writers block trying to write requests so i produced this trying to get out of it and i think it’s actually so hilarious because samy 100% believes friends would do this and it’s the way they never talk about it ever again

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APRIL 2022

in reality, the idea was slightly stupid and were they all too old for the game? yes. did drew and ryan insist anyway? yes. samy's friends were all for it, so the group sat themselves in a circle going around playing the simple game of truth or dare.

aram and a few others really wanted to meet samy's friends and samy's friends really wanted to meet her "hot guy friends" (their words), so the brunette decided to host a friday get together on a night the boys didn't have a game nor saturday morning practice—what a blessing, truly. someone threw in the childhood truth or dare game and no one really objected.

“marcie, go. truth or dare,” drew’s lips turned into a smirk while the girl flushed.

“truth.”

“who’d you kiss in this room?” a few hoots came from the group worsening marcie’s flush into a red blush.

her eyes flicked across the group scattered around the living room while everyone waited in slight anticipation for her answer—the boys especially. her lips curved at the corners before finally pausing on gabe.

“perreault,” the girl bravely and confidently answered.

the guys were immediately on gabe’s back where he covered his face probably hiding his blush. samy and her other friends grinned in marcie’s direction knowing how much she’s talked about the dark-haired boy at any chance she got.

“okay, okay. my turn,” the girl’s eyes scanned the group again, her soft smile turning into a smirk.

when her gaze landed on samy the brunette immediately knew she was in for trouble. her friends knew everything, things the guys didn’t even know and they never held mercy when they did these types of things.

“samantha hughes,” marcie pulled out the full government name.

“oh great. dare, i guess,” she knew either was bad coming from marcie, so she picked dare hoping it’d be something stupid for once.

for a second, marcie’s eyes met her other friends’ lingering gazes. the others shared an exchange no one but them understood until marcie’s gaze flicked back to samy looking incredibly mischievous.

“i dare you to play seven minutes in heaven with william smith.”

a beat of silence passed through the group until the guys broke out in more hollers grabbing ahold of will’s shoulders. samy’s face paled as she took in her friend’s words.

“really mar?” the brunette mumbled.

“what? you don’t like him so it shouldn’t be a big deal,” the girl shrugged simply.

samy’s friends were also extreme shippers of the two. they never believed it when either of them said there were no feelings, so they liked to poke fun in an attempt to prove that there were feelings.

knowing they weren’t getting out of this one, will followed samy to bathroom. the girl leaned herself against the wall while will stood across from her against the bathroom sink. once the door shut, the two shared a heartfelt laugh.

“they’re never gonna give it up, i swear,” the brunette shook her head.

“how did it even start?” will shared her sentiments.

“marcie and lila have always been like that. the guys poked fun at us as soon as they met me,” samy giggled thinking back to last august.

“they’re the most annoying people ever,” the boy shook his head.

“tell me about it. i can’t believe there’s another whole year of that.”

the two grinned before settling into another comfortable silence. they could hear their friends snickering from the living room most likely talking about them. listening to them laugh made something almost snap in the girl’s head.

she knew they’d never shut up about it. what if they gave them something to shut up about? the teasing never bothered either of them too hard, but boy, would samy love to quiet them and prove that her and will would always be friends no matter what.

“you know what? let’s just do it. let’s just kiss,” samy suddenly said catching will off guard,

“what?”

“they’re never gonna shut up so what if we just kiss and prove to them that we can do this and have it not even mean a thing. like what if we die tomorrow and we spent our last night being cowards in the bathroom because of our friends?” samy rambled maybe because of nerves or maybe because of something else.

“you wanna kiss me?” will asked just to make sure he was hearing things right. he adam’s apple bombed violently when he swallowed.

“yes?” she said it almost unsurely.

“it won’t mean anything?” the blonde raised his eyebrow.

“no, no. just to shut them up, you know. friends kiss each other all the time anyway,” the youngest hughes rambled again.

will was already licking his lips as his gaze zeroed in on samy’s lips and everything in the next minute happened way too quickly. one or both of them closed the space and their lips were on each other a second later like it was natural. neither of them could imagine this ever happening in all the years they’ve been friends, yet here they were making out in samy’s childhood home that will also grew up in on breaks, long weekends, and summers.

the blonde quickly shifted his hands down to samy’s hips wanting to pull her closer—getting lost in the moment. their breaths mixed together along with saliva and wet-swollen lips. the scene was such a stark contrast to their friendship and something deep within them never wanted the moment to stop.

three knocks on the door quickly broke the two apart like they just got caught. nearly five feet formed between them as the realization of what just occurred started setting in. the only sound was their slight pants trying to regain the breath they lost.

“yeah, they’re definitely gonna shut up,” samy nodded approvingly while straightening herself out.

will didn’t say much still reeling in the fact he just made out with his best friend. the blush on his cheeks and the lip gloss stained across his lips was definitely only going to prove their friends’ points.

they walked back into the living room with every single eye on them trying to figure out if anything happened. gabe knew right away when he saw his friend’s slightly disheveled state.

“oh my god. you guys actually kissed,” he mumbled earning a gasp from almost everyone in the room.

“you’re lying!” marcie exclaimed and shot her gaze towards samy.

“like it meant anything. now you guys can shut up about will and i all the time because we’re just friends,” samy argued her case that definitely didn’t believe anyone.

“you’re telling me you just kissed will and it means nothing to either of you?” ryan asked in disbelief.

“yup,” the girl nodded.

“mhm,” will mumbled quietly.

no one said anything because what was there to say after that? will’s sudden quietness and lingering blush told them all they needed to know that maybe it did mean something to one of them at least.

“my turn now. ryan, truth or dare.”

samy and will didn’t talk about it ever again nor did any of their friends, except the teasing hardly died down and will actually didn’t stop thinking about that kiss for the entire rest of the summer.

[takemetomyfragiledreams]

man i rly am so predictable (and ill stop spamming you after this one.... at least for now lmao)

5 abo case pretty pls!

-mel 💜

The spam is not minded at all I promise

Five I originally started for dicktimweek but it got put on the back burner and I never really visited it again. It's about alpha!Dick and omega!Tim going undercover at a bondage club to find out why people are going missing. It's meant to have a lot of sexual tension, eventually confessed feelings and instinct fuckery

I didn't get very far but I have enough to give you this:

The reports start coming in around April and continue on into July. Missing couples, always composed of an alpha and omega. The sex does not matter but the secondary gender does.

Finding out more is a frustrating dance of chasing down leads and infiltrating businesses that cater to alpha and omega clientele. The trail leads him into Newtown and onto the borders of Crime Alley.

He reaches out to Jason to see if he has any information and the case quickly goes from solo to partners. Jason is just as displeased about having his people poached and he’s been hearing disturbing rumors from his network. With the GCPD scratching their heads over the sporadic reports, it’s down to them to get to the bottom of it. 

Long nights of disguises and less than stellar surroundings lead them to what appears to be the root of it all: Heat Wave, a business that caters to alpha and omega couples looking to spice up their lives. The name is cringe worthy and the mission statement is enough to earn an eye squint but nothing nefarious would seem afoot if every single one of the missing couples hadn’t been in contact before they disappeared. 

He’s set to infiltrate with Jason as the final step for their plan when a distress call from the Outlaws forces Jason to depart from Gotham. 

“I can get ya in,” he promises, “we’ll jus’ have t’ work a different angle.” 

The ‘different angle’, of course, stands before Tim in all his radiant glory. His lips are pursed in concentration, his eyes are narrowed at the files on the computer and the long line of his body is leaned forward onto his hands. He is the absolute last—and worst—option but Tim has no choice but to bring him on because Cass is in Hong Kong and Damian is still too young. 

“Walk me through it, little bird,” Dick says, hand falling hot and heavy on his shoulder like a brand. 

Tim breathes through the spark of interest his touch always elicits and looks up at the file displayed. Four couples. Eight missing people. This is no time to let his personal feelings get in the way. 

He takes a deep breath and begins.