#as i walk away under my breath “ohmygod i look like im on deaths door i must have looked so sad”

[wythmoonie]

dear cute girl who was my cashier when i was buying tomato sauce for my mother, complimented my wallet and then my card, ( both are cat themed. ) im so sorry you met me when i was dead on my feet, had eyebags that size of mt everest, and was wearing nothing but my mental illness fit ( plain ole grey sweater and sweatpants. ) bc i swear if i had been more put together, i def would've shot my shot.. but also you made my day so like thanks

[naughty-noodles]

Ohmygod when you have time can you do headcanons of Alpha Toby finding a Omega victim he decides to keep. Like " yes. Out of all the people I hatchet murder this is the one for me" and drags them to a hideout. Or whatever works for you!

Toby wiped the blood from his cheek, only succeeding in smearing it across his face as he looked around the room. The fate of everyone in bar was sealed. He chuckled a bit at how easy the job was. His two "coworkers" were dealing with another victim across town but this one needed some tracking.

He would've waited for the guy to leave the bar but that would risk more witnesses. So why not just wipe them out while they were confined to one area? It was simple, really. Steal the key from the back room, lock the doors, and blow a fuse. No one was the wiser. 13 intoxicated people dead before a 911 call could be made. The night vision he had asked to be installed in his goggles made it so much easier.

As he stepped around the fallen bodies, searching their pockets for anything he could steal, his nose caught a wiff of something masked by the blood. Someone was still alive.

A whimper emerged from under the bar when the person realized he had caught their scent. He smirked and picked up his hatchet into a ready position. As he walked toward the bar, the target bolted across the room. Toby flipped his goggles back down and saw them frantically jiggling the door.

"Hey, du-dumbass. It's locked." He laughed, loving this last man standing game. As they turned around, he caught another wiff of their scent. Fear, confusion, and a little determination. By how easily he could detect their emotion, he knew they were of omega status. This just got so much more fun for him.

"Why d-don't you be a go-good little omega and come over here. Now."

A growl of detest left their lips as they felt around, finding a chair. They picked it up and held it in front of themself protectively. Toby laughed again and twirled his hatchet with ease.

"Th-that wont protect you, sweetie"

"I know." The omega hissed before smashing the window by the door. Glass sprayed everywhere. Toby took a step back in surprise. The omega quickly crawled out, whimpers of pain as the glass cut them on their way out.

"Shit."

He rushed forward and followed them. As he looked around outside, he couldn't see them anywhere.

"Fast li-litle fucker, aren't y-you...?"

He stalked around the bar, looking for hints of their direction when he spotted it. A blood trail. They must've cut themself on the glass badly. He rolled his eyes when he saw where it led.

The woods across the street.

Cliche, yes, but idiot move. Now they were in his domain. With their injury, it was doubtful they'd get far. They were likely in hiding. So Toby began his search.

Leaves crunched under his leather boots. Under normal circumstances, he would've removed them to move more quietly; however, he knew the sound would only cause the hidden omega to panic more. Their fear would lead him to them.

"Come on, little 'mega~ I won't- won't hurt you... it'll b-be quick. I promise."

Nothing.

He smacked his hatchet against a tree, the loud thud resonating through the woods.

"Getting a- a little im-impatient here, omega!"

There it was. Another whimper and the familiar scent. He whipped around it its direction.

"Oh, omega..." he cooed, slowly walking in their direction. "Dont you kn-know to move downwind?"

He knelt by the bush they were hiding in.

"Come out now and it'll be less painful. Alpha's promise."

Their breathing increased but they remained frozen in fear. Toby growled and lunged his arm forward, gripping what felt like a shirt and forcefully pulling them out.

They fell to the dirt beside him with a thud and a yelp. He quickly flipped them over and held them down with the weight of his body.

"Pissing me off will only make matters worse, omega"

They glared back, baring their teeth in a failed intimidation attempt.

"You have no right to use my status title, "Alpha"" They spat.

He move his hatchet against their throat, keeping them pinned.

"And y-you have no say in what I do. I'm the one in control of your fate so I'll do what I want."

He didn't need their pheromones to know how they were feeling. The fear in their eyes was the only indicator he needed.

"Tell me... what's your name?"

Silence.

He pressed the hatchet further toward their neck. "Name. Now."

"Y/n!" They winced, turning their head away in fear.

"Y/n..." he smirked, tongue tracing his canine tooth from under his mask. "Adorable."

"Just... just tell me what you want! Please! Please dont kill me!" They begged.

"My job re-requires no witnesses."

"I won't tell anyone! I was never at the bar! I promise no one will know!"

Toby growled and brought his face closer to theirs. "Doesn't fucking matter. You're still a witness whether you lie or not."

No,no,no please..." A tear fled their eye and began falling across their face as they begged.

Toby brought his hatchet up, ready to seal the deal with a single swing; but their scent was too strong and his protective alpha instincts were in overdrive. Killing omegas was difficult when your instinct was to keep them from harm.

He sheathed his weapon.

"Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck." He cursed.

The omega tried to scramble out from under them but his hand quickly grabbed their throat. He ripped off his goggles with his free hand and stared them down.

"Damn you! Damn you f-for keeping me from completing my job!" He yelled, punching the ground beside their head. Y/n yelped and flinched away from his fist.

Their scent was too thick with fear for him to take it anymore. So he did his job as an alpha and attempted to calm them with his own scent. One of safety and love. He purred against their ear and removed his hand from their neck, petting their hair gently.

"I'm sorry, omega..." he apologized as they calmed down slowly. Toby's own movements were shakey. He hadn't calmed an omega like this since his sister's death. Still petting their hair, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small packet. He removed a pill and placed it on their lips.

"Take th-this."

Y/n shook their head.

"Please... it wont kill you. I... wont kill you. But you cant see where we're going."

They still refused so he forced it between their mouth and covered their nose.

"Swallow, omega. It's okay."

A minute passed before their body forced them to take it. Toby uncovered their face and pulled them close.

"You'll be safe in a bit. I'll keep you sa-safe. You're mine now."

He continued the calming process as they slipped into unconsciousness. With a heavy sigh, Toby hoisted them over his shoulder.

"I can't bring myself to kill you... what the f-fuck has come over me?" He shook his head at his actions. "Doesn't matter now. You're mine."