#alpha assholes

[acewitch-writes]

I love Canon Remus and all of his flaws. Enough of this "Casanova of Gryffindor Tower" BS, Remus is the cowardly lion of Gryffindor tower. He values bravery because it is something that he lacks and yet still strives to be. He has an ingrained sense of shame and self-loathing and an inferiority complex that stems from society's contempt and marginalization towards Lycanthropy, a condition he was cursed with from a very young age. He wasn't a leader, he was a follower. A blind follower who believed to his core that he was unworthy of love and respect because of what he was.

Which opens the door to what I believe to be Remus' greatest flaw: His unwavering, unquestioning devotion to Albus Dumbledore.

I think Remus saw Dumbledore as the perfect encapsulation of Good. He was everything that Remus desperately wanted to be, everything that society was determined to believe a werewolf could never be. And maybe, if Remus could earn (and cling to) Dumbledore's favor and make him proud, he would prove to the world and himself that he is Good, too, in spite of his lifelong curse.

Remus felt that he owed Dumbledore a debt he could never hope to repay for allowing this chronically ill little boy into his school when no werewolf before him had ever been given such an opportunity. So many of Remus' choices in canon stem directly from this imagined debt that he had dedicated his life to paying. Hell, he didn't even hold a grudge against Snape for OUTING HIM to the entire wizarding world simply because Dumbledore trusted him.

Remus trusted Dumbledore wholeheartedly. And Dumbledore personally saw to Harry's placement with the Dursleys. Why should Remus have considered, for even a moment, that Harry wasn't safe? Certainly far safer than he would have been with a monster in close proximity, as Remus believed himself to be. In his mind, staying away from Harry was what was best for Harry. Until Dumbledore needed a favor, that is.

It's reductive to suggest that Remus failed Harry (and by extension, James) for putting his trust in Dumbledore to do right by Harry. James and Sirius trusted Dumbledore, too. They all did. Stripping away all of the nuance and blaming the abuse Harry suffered on Remus is simply unfair. NO ONE helped Harry, not even those who were fully equipped to do so, and Remus was the farthest thing from being equipped to take that on, what with being an impoverished werewolf living in a society that reviles his very existence. The only person who could have saved Harry from the abuse was the very man that placed him in that home, the very man that Remus revered with blind conviction.

[wrathofrats]

Over and Overture (Sexual Perversity)

Pebble/alpha (who the hell are pebble and ivy? They’re old ghouls! Check this)

Explicit. WC: 3120

Pebbles eye twitches while he stares in disbelief. The entire situation has him ready to rip alpha limb from limb. Fucking with ivy just to mess with him, treating the poor new summon like some object? His hands ball up into fists as he watches alpha simply turn to walk away like nothing happned. Ivy pulls his shirt lower, his face so red you’d think he’s sick.

“I licked it so it’s mine dirt boy” alpha whispers moving past him. He’s going to kill him.

Or pebble is hopelessly in love with ivy and alpha has to make the situation has bad as possible for him.

Read under the cut on on Ao3

(Tags and Warnings for: humiliation, teasing, slightly dubious consent, pebble is so in love it’s sickening and alpha has to fuck him against a wall about it) (and an extra thanks to @divine-misfortune as usual for being a wonderful helper on this)

“Could you be any more obvious?” Alpha groans.

The sound of water running stops as Ivy moves to throw the last of the dishes in the sink. There’s a blush to his cheeks as he stands over the hot water, the sleeves of his sweater rolled up to his elbow as he works.

“What?” Pebble blinks after a couple seconds, furrowing his brow at alphas accusatory tone.

“You’re staring at him again”

“I zoned out. Call the police if you’re so mad about it” pebble rolls his eyes, focusing his gaze back at the kitchen where Ivy scrubs at the plate in his hand. He can’t help the way his mouth turns up slightly when ivy's tongue darts out between his lips in concentration. The new summon was adorable. Hes tall, shaggy brown hair, awkward and pebbles heart skips a beat everytime they make eye contact.

“You’ve been making fucking goo-goo eyes at him for weeks.” Alpha turns himself around on the couch to look back at the earth ghoul next to him. He honestly thinks he can see pink hearts float above his head when ivy blows a strand of hair out of his face. It makes him want to be sick.

“I have fucking not asshole”

“Do you think I’m stupid be honest”

“Actually-“ pebble starts

“Don’t answer that. I don’t know what’s worse, your stupid puppy love or the fact that he’s entirely oblivious to how you’re practically undressing him with your eyes right now” there’s a chuckle behind alphas voice as pebbles eyes grow wider and his face reddens at the accusation.

“Can you shut the fuck up? It’s not like that”

“Is it not? Tell me what it’s like then” alpha coos condescendingly as pebbles heart pounds, feeling caught in his own stupid embarrassing feelings.

“I’m about to tell you what having a bomb in your room is like if you don’t mind your own business. He’s a nice kid, nothing more.”

“Oh and that’s all?”

“Yes dumbass” pebble sighs

Alpha stands up looking behind him to give Ivy a small smile. There’s a crinkle to ivys eyes as he returns it, the cheesy all teeth grin lighting up his entire face even for a small friendly greeting.

His focus is torn away as alpha walks to the kitchen

“Just checking”

There’s barely any time for pebble to protest before alphas standing next to Ivy at the sink. They don’t even exchange words before alpha moves to crowd him against the counter, looming over his smaller frame with a look that can only be described as predatory.

Ivy gasps, looking up at alpha through his eyelashes as his breath picks up. He looks so small compared to alpha that pebble could just break something. That should be him making ivy react like that, not that disrespectful pervert.

Alpha leans his head down low to his ear, tucking a stray piece of hair out of the way and holding his chin still.

“Aren’t you such a pretty thing”

He noses low against his jawline, giving a small kiss to the side of his neck before licking him from jaw to temple, a small snarl beneath his breath that keeps Ivy still.

Pebbles eye twitches while he stares in disbelief. The entire situation has him ready to rip alpha limb from limb. Fucking with ivy just to mess with him, treating the poor new summon like some object? His hands ball up into fists as he watches alpha simply turn to walk away like nothing happned. Ivy pulls his shirt lower, his face so red you’d think he’s sick.

“I licked it so it’s mine dirt boy” alpha whispers moving past him. He’s going to kill him.

It’s not even the move that makes pebble furious, it’s having to watch Ivy scurry off to his room without finishing his duties because the poor thing is so turned on he can barely function. All from alphas stupid fucking stunt.

His blood boils.

Pebble almost sends alpha to the hospital a couple days later over dinner.

He really should’ve known something was up when alpha practically ran past him to get the chair next to ivy before he could. Pebble barely even touches his food, feeling nauseous over watching alpha fucking flirt like a school girl with ivy. It’s gross watching him dote, he wouldn’t be surprised if he picked up his fork and started feeding the new earth ghoul.

“You’ve got something on your cheek mint sprig” alpha smiles at Ivy about halfway through the meal “here- let me get it for you”

He leans over to lift ivys chin up while pebble watches in horror. The touch is delicate, much less harsh than he would usually touch anyone else. Ivy catches alphas eye and and bring himself to look away, the two staring in each others eyes while pebble grips the table so hard he may break it.

“Stay still for me”

He does. Of course he does. Ivy freezes as alphas thumb swipes over his bottom lip slowly, toying with it for a few seconds before pressing just the tip of it into his mouth. Pink and parted, a bit too willing to take what alpha is doing for pebbles sanity. He slides it back out, trailing saliva over his lip before letting go and wiping his own mouth with the same digit, seemingly satisfied. Ivy doesn’t even close his mouth when alpha lets go and the confused tilt of his head almost sends pebble overboard.

“Good boy, there you go”

An audible choke comes from the earth ghoul as alpha stands to put his plate away, leaving Ivy and pebble both flustered in their own rights to sit and stare down at the table.

The thoughts afterwards leave pebble disgusted, not only with alpha but with himself. He replays the scene in his head in slow motion more times than is really appropriate. Just watching alpha cover ivys lips with his own spit, Ivy just letting him play with his mouth. Pebbles imagination runs so far with the sight of Ivy getting flustered over being called pretty in the kitchen the other day that he has to take a cold shower before he goes to bed.

He desperately tries to push the instances out of his mind.

Pebble attempts to concentrate on the mop in his hand, completely on autopilot as he cleans the floor of the chapel. It’s tedious, boring, mind numbing, and a perfect distraction. The monotonous task clears pebbles brain as he picks up a steady rhythm.

He doesn’t know how long he had been mopping before he hears the creak of the heavy wooden door open behind him

“There you are, was looking for you sprout” alpha calls out.

Pebble sighs, “didn’t I tell you not to call me that?”

“Not the point”

Alpha can almost hear pebbles eye roll as he glares back down to continue his work.

“Aren’t you going to ask me why I’m here?” Alpha huffs

“No”

“Cmon, just wanted to have some fun with you baby” his hands wrap around pebbles waist, rubbing at his hip. Pebble doesn’t even glance up at him, attempting to fight against his grip. They sway together while pebble pushes back and forth. It would almost be sweet if it wasn’t alpha and he wasn’t trying to fuck him nasty on the floor he just cleaned, pebble thought.

“What? still mad over my little thing with Ivy?”

The swaying stopped. Pebble gripped the wooden handle harder and swallowed thickly. The anger bubbled in him again and he attempted to study the patterns in the floor tiles as he desperately hoped alpha would drop it.

“Oh …. Oh that must be it then” alpha laughed. Pebble continued to stay still.

The mop was soon ripped from his hands and thrown to the side

“You don’t get to ignore me you fucking weed” alpha snarls.

Before pebble can protest alpha has him lifted up and shoved against the wall. His hands grip pebbles thighs, holding him tight against his hips as pebbles legs wrap around him instinctively.

“Put me the fuck down asshole” pebble growls, squirming against alphas grip.

“Have a little fun, dirt boy” alpha breathes against his neck, kissing and nipping just behind his ear earning a sharp breath from the earth ghoul wrapped around his waist.

“I have work to do idiot”

“It’s a small break, you can spare the time” alpha rubs his nails along the backs of pebbles thighs where he’s supporting him. The sensation makes his legs squeeze tighter around his waist as he leans into alphas mouth, going quiet. The silence is taken as an agreement as pebble relaxes a bit more in alphas grip, letting him bite along his throat.

“There’s the sweet boy I know” alpha laughs against his skin. He bites down onto pebbles shoulder earning a surprised whimper.

“Just touch me dumbass,” he demands.

“ I know you love this”

“I love getting off, not my fault you’re easy” pebbles tone is unconvincing. Shaky and high as alpha shoves his hands under his shirt to dig his claws into the plush skin of pebbles torso, earning a needy moan.

“Speaking of easy, I wish you could’ve seen your cute little boyfriend when I got my mouth on him in the kitchen.”

Alpha emphasizes his words with a roll of his hips. He holds pebble tight as he continues to run his teeth along his neck.

“Dont fucking talk about him.” Pebble rolls his eyes annoyed. Theres a breathiness to his tone as he closes his eyes to take in the feeling of alphas lips against his skin. He knows alpha is just trying to get under his skin.

“Oh I just thought you’d appreciate the information doll face. God he was so pretty looking up at me through those long eyelashes of his, wonder if he’d look better on his kn-“

“Shut the fuck up” pebble growls. claws into alphas back, pebble trying to threaten him into being quiet. There’s a pang of guilt in his stomach over hearing alpha talk about Ivy in such a way but it only makes it worse that his mind starts to wonder.

“You really should’ve seen him when I got my finger in his mouth, almost drooled over it the pathetic thing”

Alpha continues to force their hips together, feels how hard pebble is against him and can’t help but laugh a bit while pebble continues to protest and tear at his shirt.

“Just fuck me already please” pebble whimpers out, rutting his hips along with alphas

“I wonder if he would’ve let me. Just allow me to fuck his pretty little mouth with my fingers in front of everyone? He seems pretty easy, I’m sure he would’ve loved it”

Pebble wishes everyday alpha could just fuck him normally.

“I’m going to rip your fucking throat out if you don’t stop talking about him” his voice pitches and pebble curses while alpha grinds against him. It feels good, it shouldn’t feel good and fuck he shouldn’t be thinking about Ivy while alpha humps him against the wall and he hates that he’s even allowing this.

“Such a pretty rosebud isn’t he pebble? God I’d love to hear him like this, wonder if he whines as much as you do”

“Don’t fucking touch him, don’t ever put your fucking hands on him or I’ll-“

“Oh why? Because you want to do it? Wanna be the first to get your cock in the innocent little thing?” Pebble yelps when alpha bites down into his neck again. It’s an unfair game he’s playing, alpha knows him inside and out and pebbles going to fucking kill him when they’re done. He can’t move, can only just listen to alpha whisper absolute filth about ivy in his ear as they roll their hips together. He feels gross, dirty for getting off on it.

“Shut up shut up alpha I swear just shut the fuck up and put your cock in me alpha please-“

Alpha can tell he’s struggling, swallowing down his own pathetic noises while his dick twitches in his pants every time alpha mentions ivy.

“Protest all you want, I can feel how hard you are over him sweetheart”

“I’m not, just want you, I’m begging please just make me cum” pebble can’t help but move his hips along with alphas, shove a hand in his hair and pull him forward to get his lips back on him.

“God youre disgusting. You’re really getting off on this? Maybe you should just moan his name instead if you’re so desperate for him”

Pebble shakes his head, bites his cheek so hard he can taste blood. He doesn’t want to give alpha the satisfaction of getting to him, he’s not some gross pervert like he is.

The pace is too good, borderline too much and pebble doesn’t know how much longer he can control himself. Alpha knows exactly how to touch him, break him down until he’s a whimpering mess and pebble just tries to pray to whatever is out there that alpha shows him some mercy.

Alpha gives a particularly good roll of their bodies together that has pebbles thighs shaking.

“Fuck- ivy!” He yells before his brain can catch up.

“Oh you little fucking pervert.” Alpha laughs. The humiliation could just eat pebble alive as he tries to squirm away once again. “You are getting off on him! God you’re sick, what if I told him about this huh? Tell him you moaned his name while fucking me?”

Pebble wants to scream. “I’m going to fuck kill you, be fucking quiet don’t you dare” his brain feels like mush, he’s getting close and he can’t spit the words he wants to say out and god knows alpha isn’t slowing down. He feels brainless, ashamed, stupid even and his vision blurs as he thinks alpha is speeding up.

“god he would think you’re disgusting, poor thing probably barely fucking knows how to touch himself and you’re getting off on him?”

“I’m not fuck you shut up don’t you fucking dare tell him alpha please”

It’s too much, he feels hot even against the cool stone wall, he’s sure there’s a bit of drool falling from his lip and he doesn’t know if he can continue to fight before alpha forces the orgasm out of him.

“Know you’re close wildflower, come on, cum for him”

Pebble spills in his pants with a loud shaky curse, grinding himself forward through it. It feels good, too good and his mind goes numb as it washes over him.

“There you go baby, that’s it” alphas tone softens while pebble comes down. He wipes the sweat off his forehead and lets him down off the wall onto shaky legs. He keeps a steady hand on his torso to make sure he’s stable and waits for pebble to look back up at him to ensure he’s ok

“Doing alright? Feel ok?”

“You’re an asshole”

“I’m glad you’re alright” alpha smiles

Pebbles pants feel wet and sticky and utterly disgusting. His underwear sticks to him as he attempts to move to get the uncomfortable feeling to go away.

“If you wanna be good for me you’ll stay like that.” Alpha tips pebbles chin up to him. It’s hard not to smile at how flushed he is, face entirely pink with glassy eyes. “Don’t you dare change, want you to feel how gross you are all day ok wildflower?”

Alpha really just wants to see if he will listen, if he’s broken him down enough to follow a command.

Pebble growls as a response and pushes alpha away from him.

“I’m just too lazy to shower dickhead, I still have work to do no thanks to you” pebble picks up his mop again, cringing at how his pants stick

“I know you just like to listen doll face, you love being good for me”

Pebble tries to hide his face as he blushes, “I would love more if you were dead”

“I’m sure if I check on you later you still be like this, maybe ivy will smell it on you, see how sweet you smell when you’re turned on” alpha reaches down to take himself out of his pants, stroking himself while he watches pebble fumble upon seeing him

“What are you doing?” Pebble squeaks, gawking at the sight.

“I never got to cum, and I’m sure as hell not going walk around all day all messy like you, I actually have some dignity”

“I- why here?”

“Because I have such a pretty little sight right in front of me.. You know how much my good boy gets to me” alpha moans, speeding up his movements.

“I’m not your good boy asshole” pebble stutters out, he tries to protest and threaten but oh alpha can tell how much it gets to him. He sees how flustered he gets when he praises him.

“Mhm, you say that but you were just begging for me to get my cock in you right?” His hand works faster, thumb sliding over his slit gathering the pre that was threatening to fall down his shaft.

Pebble just stares at the scene, mouth watering and too light headed to fight with him anymore

“You’re not just going to cum on the floor are you?” Pebble scoffs as alphas strokes get more desperate

“If you don’t want it on the floor don’t let it get on the floor then sweetheart”

Pebble curses and drops to his knees. Still fuzzy and chubbing up a bit again in his pants and it’s really not his fault that he immediately moves to kneel in front of him, hoping to catch whatever alpha is willing to give him.

“See? Knew you were my good boy.”

Pebble can’t help but whimper at his feet.

It’s quick, alpha reaching down to force pebbles mouth open using his other hand to move his cock to rest on those sweet red bitten lips of his. It only takes a couple strokes before alpha is spilling into his mouth, having pebble greedily swallow it down and move forward to lick him clean.

“Ah, don’t be selfish wildflower, maybe if you do what I told you I’ll give you more later” alpha pulls pebble back by his hair. He reaches down to help him back to his feet, checking him over before giving him a small kiss on his forehead.

“Still ok?”

“Still fucking uncomfortable” pebble grumbles

“Maybe ill do something about that later then”

alpha tucks himself back into his pants and walks over to the mop bucket, kicking it over

“What the fuck?”

“That’s for ripping my shirt” alpha laughs, walking toward the door leaving pebble flustered and angry

“I fucking hate you”

[endwersed]

WIP Whenever

Tagged by the wonderful @patolemus 🥰

I shared another snippet very recently, so here's just a tiny bit more from the upcoming chapter 2 of my Sterek ABO AU, the poets are right!

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“Fuck you,” Stiles spits, doing nothing at all to soften the sharp, sour edges of his current demeanour. “How the hell do you guys move so goddamn silently?”

“Evolution,” Derek deadpans.

He stands a few paces in front of Stiles, a pair of plain grey pyjama pants hanging loosely around his sculpted hips. The thin, cotton, soft-looking fabric does nothing, absolutely nothing at all, to hide the – of course, unfairly fucking huge – bulge he has going on down there.

Ugh. Stupid freaking alphas and their stupid preternaturally huge dicks.

His broad chest is naked as he crosses his muscular arms over it, letting his biceps push out, all tanned skin and raised veins as he tucks his big hands snugly beneath them. His legs are spread out in a wide stance, the cut of his sharp hipbones framing his defined abs so damn nicely, and one side of the dark hair on his head is mussed up just a little bit more than the other, like it has been rubbing sleepily against a pillow for at least an hour or two.

Stiles makes an entirely conscious decision to keep his eyes focused resolutely on Derek’s face. He carefully does not let his gaze stray anywhere else – anywhere lower.

“Too bad it couldn’t evolve you out of being a fucking asshole,” he sneers.

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Open tag to anyone who is writing something they want to share!

[goodoldfashionednerd]

Crowley is actually a really chill guy because if the asshole who tried to kill the love of my life got to have the life I always dreamed of with someone they met two weeks ago, while I haven't managed it in 6000 years, I think I would have caused Armageddon 2.0

[wangxianficrecs]

To Bring You Back Within My Reach by ablaiseofglory

To Bring You Back Within My Reach

by ablaiseofglory

M, WIP, 20k, Wangxian

Summary: Lan Wangji, tired of the distance created by his own hand, does not know if his husband will ever be happy in Cloud Recesses, if he will ever get to see that beautiful sunny smile directed at him ever again. He knows that the way his husband avoids him now, won't speak to him now, is his own fault. He knows he was too harsh, too cruel, at the beginning of their union to ever be the reason that Wei Ying smiles again. He watches his husband smile wistfully at their youngest disciples from a distance, his uncle never letting him anywhere near them, and thinks if only Wei Ying had a child to dote on, to love, that he would be happier. Knowing he has lost his chance for that child to ever come from him, he turns to all of the children he has seen his husband give food to in the streets, all the children he has smiled at, been kind to, and played with until a disciple pulls him away, and thinks, perhaps, he knows how to make Wei Ying happy again. AKA a historical romance fic which features the Lans being terrible, Lan Xichen focused on fixing that, Lan Wanji focused on simply fixing his relationship, and Wei Wuxian focused on being a surrogate parent to as many children as he can find (eventually). Kay's comments: Important disclaimer that this story hasn't been updated in three years, so keep that in mind, if you start reading it. When I just entered the fandom, I was absolutely obsessed with this story and even now, I think of it every now and then and re-read it recently and it really holds up. Definitely angst-heavy, the kind of story that puts Wei Wuxian through an emotional blender. The misunderstandings are heavy in this one, but so well-done. Excerpt:It had been, possibly, the worst 6 months of Wei Wuxian’s life. He felt that he had truly tried his hardest not to break a rule, and it almost seemed at this point as if Lan Qiren and the elders had it out for him, and had invented new rules just to spite him. His husband was the worst of all, always reprimanding him or making him kneel for hours, for what seemed to Wei Wuxian to be small infractions. He could not understand why Lan Wangji would treat him this way. Surely, he thought, husbands are supposed to help their omegas adjust. Surely they should not treat them like this. His husband had never offered him a single kind word. Wei Wuxian almost flinched at the sight of him now. The day after his wedding, he had tried to make friends with him, joking and cajoling, and had been met with glares so harsh you would think that he had murdered a baby right in front of him. He had tried speaking to his husband cordially at dinner, far more formally than he had ever tried speaking with anyone in his life, let alone a man he was supposed to be close to, and all that had happened was Lan Wangji saying that mealtimes were to be passed in silence. When he had tried to speak more, Lan Wangji had taken the food away! Sure, it was bland fare, but he was still starving! When he had protested that, Lan Wangji had stated that further infractions would lead to another punishment in the library on proper decorum. On and on it went that way, with Wei Wuxian trying to make any overture towards kindness or friendship, and Lan Wangji punishing him severely for each attempt. After three months of acting like it did not affect him, and trying again, he had finally succumbed. One could only be forced to kneel so often before they broke, he supposed.

pov alternating, canon divergence, omegaverse, arranged marriage, alpha lan wangji, omega wei wuxian, angst, hurt/comfort, emotional hurt/comfort, strangers to lovers, slow burn, misunderstandings, miscommunication, good sibling lan xichen, yu ziyuan being an asshole, gusu lan sect punishment methods, mental health issues, mating cycles/in heat

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[xxwhiskeyxx]

If you still take writing requests

I had an idea for an Alpha x Ghoulette fanfic

Alpha gets incredibly overheated because of his abilities and his temper, ghoulette reader cools him down because they run naturally cold

Fluff comfort :))

Anyways have a wonderful day!

Again if you don't take requests anymore I'm do sorry!

Elsa and her Fire Boy

Hello from the barrel of accidental hiatus! I do infact still take requests I have just been in a writers block since the last semester of college due to personal reasons but I have been wanting to try to get back into writing a bit (this is something i have said time and time again and I shall attempt whenever is possible!) I always love getting requests and actually have some in my inbox that I have been meaning to catch up on (I am so sorry if you’re reading this and they belong to you and i haven’t fulfilled your wishes yet, theyre coming i swear!) I am hoping to crank out some of them this next week since I will be busy the rest of this one as I am going to houston to visit a friend for her birthday (we’re seeing the Ghovie!)/ celebrating her recently discovered pregnancy! Anyways, I shall shut my yap and get to the summary!

So the lovely @evolutionghoul requested a fluff comfort fic with the ever so hotheaded Alpha! For context, reader shall be a air/water hybrid ghoulette who is a healer in the infirmary with the Quintessence ghouls. Now let’s see what the barrel cooks up!

-Love Whiskey

It had been a grueling day, with a never-ending procession of siblings and ghouls suffering from seasonal hay fever, weather-induced arthritis & migraine flares, and colds. The (height) hybrid had been tirelessly darting around, offering their assistance wherever it was needed. She had been seen sitting with Zephyr, gently applying icy hot on their aching joints and later placing her cool hands on Mist's forehead to alleviate her pounding head from the cluster headache triggered by the changing season and bass lessons with the kits that afternoon. She had also been glimpsed rubbing Omega's back and shoulders after he had spent the afternoon adjusting the vast majority of the Abbey's Earth ghouls that had overworked themselves trying to get the spring harvest planted as soon as possible after the last frost of winter had melted.

"(Y/N), hon, you can head home, ya know; your shift ended an hour ago?" Aether calls from the entrance of her office.

Glancing up from where she had been typing a report out on the computer, the (hair-colored) ghoulette sighs, "I know, but I have to finish these reports for Meg before he realizes, or he'll be here until tomorrow trying to finish it so he can go on that trip with you, Papa Copia, and Papa Terzo to the sister church in Italy next week." (Y/N) takes a moment to stretch and pop her back after sitting in her hunched-over typing position

The older ghoul chuckles, "Fair enough, I can grab my laptop and can come help you with that, so you don't have to-" 

Before he could finish his sentence, the door to the infirmary slams open as a familiar Fire ghoul storms in, smoke quite literally streaming from his nose and ears, "Where the fuck is Aether!? His fucking runt of a 'successor' just ruined my fucking guitar!" Alpha snarls loudly, prowling through the infirmary in search of his victim; the heat from the enormous ghoul's body is so high that both (Y/N) and Aether can feel it from her office

"Fuck, Aeth hide in here, 'll I go distract him!" (Y/N) whisper yells, standing and basically yanking the Quint into her office with unexpected strength as the emergency system triggers and the alarms begin to blare. The hybrid ghoulette had become quite close to the former lead guitarist and was very intuned with his infamous temper.

Racing down the hallway after closing the door to her office, (Y/N) searches for her friend throughout the infirmary. 

While the infirmary's emergency system blares, (Y/N) spots Alpha's fiery figure stomping through the chaos. She quickly maneuvers through the distressed patients and concerned ghouls, her eyes fixed on Alpha's burning rage. 

Spotting him near the entrance, she steadies herself and approaches him with a calming but assertive demeanor, ready to divert his destructive fury away from Aether. "Alpha, hey! What's going on?" to which he whirls around with a snarl, "Can't you notice I'm dealing with something right now? Don't bother me with your questions. Where the fuck is Aether!" he barks.

The harsh words make (Y/N) shrink back slightly, involuntary tears creeping into her eyes, but she quickly steals herself and bristles, "Calm your tits and realize who you're talking to, Mr., now try again." watching as he seems to realize his tone and softens, sighing. "Sorry (Y/N), I'm just pissed at that little shit Phantom...Aeon..whatever the fuck his name is, he broke my guitar fucking around with Dew and Ifrit." he goes to rub his face but hisses as the literally red-hot appendage singes his beard.

The hybrid chuckles, "C'mon big guy, it's time for some cuddles and talk therapy," taking the large ghoul's hand with no issue with her cooling abilities already working full blast and dragging him down the hallway.

Looking around the infirmary, (Y/N) quickly finds the room she's looking for, "Code Pants on Fire," she giggles as she opens the door, making Alpha grumble disgruntledly before grunting as he's pushed onto the couch. "You know the drill, shirt off, gotta cool you off before you trigger the sprinklers again. We both know wet pissy Alpha is worse than dry pissy Alpha," (Y/N) teases, stripping down to the tanktop she wears under her scrub top.

The Fire ghoul continues to grumble about 'stupid runt' and 'Damn Elsa and her stupid icepack body,' the nickname having been dubbed upon (Y/N) after a drunken night of a Disney movie marathon with all of the packs and she had performed a damn near perfect rendition of 'Let it Go' using her air affinity to make snow from her water and even made a miniature snowman in the middle of the kitchen that was not very much appreciated by a half asleep still drunk Pebble who slipped on Bitchloff, named by Alpha and Swiss, on their trek to the kitchen for water the next morning.

"Oh hush, we both know you love cuddle time with me, ya sentient air fryer," (Y/N) laughs as she flops atop the pissy ghoul, whose flicking tail then twanks her ass, making the ghoulette squeal, earning her a laugh. "I will not admit anything, but having my favorite girl on top of me and cooling me down is something I will never complain about," Alpha smirks down at her.

Rolling her eyes, (Y/N) rests her chin atop his toned chest and runs her ice-cold fingers up his overheated sides, making the ghoul squeal and her cackle. This descends them into a wrestling match.

*Minny Timeskip brought to you by Alpha's tits*

Not long later, Alpha was eased into a purring and much cooler ghoul, very content having (Y/N) cool fingers running through his hair as she hummed. Soon, the door cracks, and Aether's hesitant voice comes from the doorway. "Everything all good in here?" he calls, "Very much so; got things calmed down out there?" (Y/N) returns, sitting up slightly, much to Alpha's discretion; a soft growl rumbles from his chest as she moves. "Yep! Also, Alpha, I called Phantom, who told me he fixed it. Just a little quint magick and it's good as new; he is very sorry for breaking it, which I will add that it was Dewdrop's fault because he threw it at Phantom just before you came in," Aether explains.

The Fire ghoul sits up suddenly, groaning as he rubs his face, "Fuck..I need to apologize now, don't I" he sighs as (Y/N) chuckles, "Yup! But later, I was enjoying my personal heater," she chirps before yanking him back down, making Alpha yelp and Aether laugh, "Alright lovebirds, I'll let Bug know that you'll be by later" he says before closing the door.

Alpha chuffs as he presses a kiss to the hickey he had left on (Y/N)'s neck last night, "You're lucky I like you, and I enjoy my personal icepack," he mumbles before relaxing into her again.

[poppy-metal]

challnegers a/b/o... specifically alpha tashi nd her alpha boyfriend patrick..... them making it a common thing to fuck a pretty omega together because they're always fighting for dominance with eachother - aur.

[minhosimthings]

Daddy papi

[cringefail-clown]

The fact that no one has asked about kankri is surprising

So kankri for bingo

[realbeefman]

i don’t really like omegaverse that much (absolute lie) but i DO think that house md would fuck *that* much harder if it was set in the omegaverse

[umber-cinders]

Title: 𝐼𝑓 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑆ℎ𝑜𝑒 𝐹𝑖𝑡𝑠

Pairing: Alpha!M’Baku x Black!OmegaReader

Summary: It has come time for Alpha M’Baku to cede his father in the role of packleader. You’re well aware of the so-called prophecy that was was given to Alpha M’Baku’s parents before he was born: To keep their lineage and pack strong and successful for generations to come, their first born son would have to find and mate with his soulmate. The entire concept is only vaguely interesting to you. You’re not fond of the idea of prophecies and fates, but they sure are fond of you.

Rating: MATURE (18+)

Warnings: 🔞This is a Dark Fairy Tale retelling of Cinderella, so there are some Dub-Con Elements🔞, ABO/Omegaverse Dynamics, Threats and talks or violence/murder, Implied Sexual Content, Asshole Family

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You honestly don’t understand what all the fuss is about. M’Baku is lord and leader of Pack Jabari; he throws parties and formal events all the damn time. And yet your stepmother, Ifeoma, and her daughters are all in a tizzy as if the world was about to end when they received word of this one. It didn’t take long to find out why. As you were sweeping the floor between the kitchen and dining room, it took about five seconds for Ifeoma’s eldest daughter, Ngozi, to run her mouth.

“Lord M’Baku is looking for a mate!” She squealed excitedly. “This is going to be the biggest party of my entire life!”

“Yeah, but all omegas of the pack are invited.” Uloma told her sister serenely.

Ngozi narrowed her eyes. “So?”

“So—” Uloma smiles. “I’d hate for my only sister to get her feelings hurt when he ends up choosing me instead.”

“In your dreams, Lolo!” Ngozi snorts. “He doesn’t want a little girl, he wants a woman—An omega that will be able to stand by his side and rule the pack with him!”

“I am twenty-one! That is hardly a little girl! I am of mating age! Besides, a lot of alphas like fresh omegas to shape into their wives.” Uloma declared.

“We’re two years apart! I’m not stale goods yet!” Ngozi snapped.

Your face visibly scrunched up into an annoyed grimace. Not only was their bickering headache-inducing, but the subject matter was cringeworthy.

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[iightbringer]

broke: “men who like deadpool are red flags!!!”

woke: realising that the majority of men who claim to enjoy deadpool completely bastardise the character into the “sigma badass funnyman” they want instead of acknowledging the fact that he is literally the antithesis of their ideals. men who don’t acknowledge that he’s openly pansexual, that he supports and doesn’t belittle the women around him, that he struggles w self-worth and has a ton of self-image issues and that he actively wants to be better.

[i-mean-technically]

alright so thinking more about The Archives and poor Orion Pax.

this poor fucker was raised in the Archives by the most secret feral of them all Alpha Trion. he grew up surrounded by the impossible and the improbable and unspeakable horrors lurking just out of sight, locked away for the safety of the universe.

and he thinks its all normal. little Orion Pax doesn't know the difference between an archivist and an Archivist, doesn't know that the shit he's seen and done is not something that any normal mech can do.

he's talked to forgotten gods, bartered with devils, sung displaced angels to sleep. he's played with little ghost children and locked up inter-dimensional monsters.

and on top of all of that nonsense, he also has his actual job to do! he has to deal with the public and sort through massive amounts of data on the daily. he shelves datapads, directs patrons, oversees the junior archivists.

boy has power here, ya dig? for all that he doesn't really have a rank in either side of the Archives, he is very obviously Alpha Trion's favorite. and he's good at what he does, whether or not its his day job or his side hustle. (which is which is up to interpretation lmao)

so a little more on him not knowing the difference between an archivist and an Archivist.

he was born in the Wastes and lived as a feral little hobgoblin until he's brought to Iacon by Alpha Trion. Cybertron is full of ancient hungry things, remnants of a time lost long ago. and yet

Orion survived on his own for a while

that impresses the old bastard, and he hasn't been impressed since Solus Prime beat the ever living shit out of Megatronus for calling her short again

Trion picks up this feral bitlet, who's clawing at his wrists and snarling like a wild thing, and is immediately assaulted by an image of this gremlin fully grown and haloed by Primus' Light.

he does what anyone would do, and takes the disgusting creature home with him.

now he has a feral sparkling running underfoot who is refusing to speak any known language on Cybertron and has a solid shadow following him around. (the Shadow's name is Hylard and acts like a cat. a cat that has a mouth the size of a black hole and makes no fuss about eating someone who annoys them)

Trion sees how these two menaces get along like a house on fire and just sighs to himself. "I'm getting too old for this shit."

and then a lightbulb goes off in his head.

he can have a replacement.

Trion was once little more than a half feral wild thing trailing after his siblings, and Primus clearly wanted him to find the sparkling or else he would have offlined many cycles ago

so

Orion is raised knowing about the unknowable, and never really had it explained to him that not everyone else knew. he's always known, so clearly everyone else does too

he doesn't realize how... unsettling he is to others with his too bright optics, too sharp teeth, the way his shadow always seemed to have eyes that blinked out of sync (always watching, waiting, always hungry)

how when he talks about the things he's seen and done people give him a wide(r) berth, light dancing off his armor and flashes of a white flaming sword hovers over his shoulders

how word travels across Cybertron that Prima has been reborn

....

"What a load of slag," Trion said with a snort, turning off the datapad. "Orion is definitely not a reincarnation. And absolutely not a Prime."

[forlorn-crows]

omega ghoul and alpha ghoul but theyre actually siblings

[marinecorvid]

I think I prefer Y as the canon version of XY not just bc it’s the one I first played, or bc I like big scary dragon bird designs, or big scary things being good, but bc it feels like. narratively *chefs kiss* that lysandre is trying to commit a genocide and is using the deity of death to see his goals realized and even the deity of death is Dude what the FUCK is wrong with you. No. You do not get to genocide the earth because you don’t like poor people

[nekropsii]

…. Wait. So Beforan Culling is basically like owning a pet… Does that make Cronus an abusive pet owner and oh gosh I do not want to continue that train of thought but i need to share this burden

Eh… Beforan Culling is more like “extreme state-mandated ableism”, but in a smothering Autism Mom kind of way. I have a lot of essays on it. Linked below: [Beforan Society], [Kankri + Beforan Culling], [Alternia vs. Beforus]

And… Um, no, no he isn’t. Because he’s not Culling anyone. He’s hemoloyal to a dangerous extent, and ableist to a lethal extent, but he’s not Culling anyone by Beforan terms. Let’s not tack the “abusive pet owner”/“Culler” label onto him when it’s genuinely not present in the source material, and when there’s much worse things wrong with him.

He’s expressed strong dislike for the Beforan Culling system. He simultaneously wishes that he was on the receiving end of the same level of attention that the Culled get (he doesn’t seem to understand why those attentions are a bad thing), and also that Beforan Culling “meant what it should have” like it does on Alternia, so he could legally murder Mituna for being disabled, lol.