#because everyone else got dressed up in pink and omega did not want to be left out

[sonknuxadow]

this came to me in a vision

[anime-rambles]

"OMEGA STOP PART 1"

Pairing: Alpha Bakugou x Alpha Kirishima x Omega Reader

Type: ABO Dynamic, Angst, blood, SFW

Word Count: 2900+

A/N: Seeing how everyone is loving “Welcome Home Omega” I decided to do another omegaverse fic this time with lots of angst. Thank you so much for all the kind words, reblogs, likes and follows. Was thinking of making a Part 2 for this? What do you think?

Summary: Omega y/n returns home to her alpha’s after being away in Europe, thinking she would be able to re-join her alphas and be happy. Only to discover they move on without her.

Link to Part 2 = https://anime-rambles.tumblr.com/post/657712192264814592/omega-stop-part-2

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I collect my suitcase from baggage claim and make my way towards the arrivals gate. It has been an incredibly long 8 years since I’ve been back home in Japan. After graduating UA with all my friends, I decided I needed a new path, something exciting that didn’t include my alphas. Being away from my family and friends has been one of the most difficult things to go through and more importantly being away from my alphas. It was nice to be needed and not just because of my second gender.

After graduating UA, I joined Fatgum’s agency and from there I met Jackie one of fat’s previous partners on the drug squad. She needed a bright new hero that wanted to work outside of Japan and head off a special unit in charge of investigating quirk enhancing drugs. At first everyone was onboard and excited fir me but as time went on, it was becoming increasing hard to keep in contact with my busy alphas. So, one Christmas, two years into the job we all agreed to stop dating and put our relationship on hold, until I was finished with the special unit or until one of the alphas said enough, come home. I agreed happily, never thinking I would get the come home call, but here I am. I left Europe and returned home.

The doors of arrivals opened in front of me, I look around the barrier hoping to see either of my boys, Bakugou or Kirishima, but neither blonde nor red head could be seen. I walk the corner a small bit, thinking they might be hiding but nothing. I spot movement in the distant, a blur of pink rushing to my arms, knocking me off balance.

“YYYY/NNNN, I CAN’T BELIEVE YOUR HOME” Mina sobs into my ear. “Mina” I say back hugging her tightly. Out of everyone in UA Mina stayed in constant contact with my updating me on the group’s latest gossip and everyone hero’s ranking. “Come on, lets get you home” She speaks again, taking one of my bags and my hand in hers. I smile to her and gladly accept her hand. Mina is an omega like me, after UA her and Sero got together and currently have a beautiful house and a serval fluffy cats. Once we reach the car and start our journey. Mina tells me of everyone, what they are doing and what is planned for my coming home party tonight.

“Wait, slow down, where are you taking me first” I say, laughing at her excitement. With her hands on the car wheel. She says “Bakugou and Kirishima’s” I pause for a second. They must just be living together and not actually still together without, right? They wouldn’t betray me, would they? These thoughts are fully my head, maybe coming home wasn’t a good idea. I should have ignored the “come home” agreement. What if they just want to use me to have their kid and toss me aside.

“Y/N, please say something, you made me promise not to talk about the boys when were away and right now you’re kinda scaring me.” She presses.

“I’m… just thinking. So out with it tell me what has been going on, why are they living together.” I asked shifting in my seat to look at her and she drives down the straight road.

“Okay, so it started whe….”

Mina basically said what I thought she might after I left fully and didn’t come back like we agreed. Kirishima and Bakugou stopped for a while, they didn’t live together, socialise or anything but after Kirhisma was badly injured in a battle, they moved back in with each other and kept their relationship quiet, it’s been 6 years, that they been together while I have been alone.

“So that’s basically all of it y/n, I’m sorr…”

I cut her off, “Mina this is not for you to apologise for, you kept your promise to me and now I must face the music as they say in Europe.” We had arrived outside their house ages ago, but we ended up talking. I step out of the car and move to grab my bags. I look up to the house, it’s huge and white. Very modern and what’s looks to be very expensive. But what can you expect from the Number 1 and Number 5 heroes in Japan. Mina steps out and comes to my side of the car to hug me goodbye and to tell me the information for tonight. Just then the front door opens, Kirishima steps out with a huge grin on his face. He has changed a lot since I left. He is like a wall, thick with muscle and sporting a high red ponytail.

“There she is,” Kirishima says, holding out his arms as he makes his way down the path towards me. I drop my bags and run to him. I can be anger later, but right now I need this hug. “Here I am,” I say back to him, I took my face into his neck to breathe him in, he tries to do the same but it is unable as I have my marks and scent glands covered as Europe has different rules than us. I can sense the confusion and say I will explain later. Kirishima greats Mina and they discuss briefly about this evening's plans and Mina is off on her way, waving goodbye. With his arm around me, he guides me inside towards the kitchen. We each stand on opposite sides of the Island, not knowing what to say first.

“So, where’s Bakugou? I thought you would both be at the airport” I say frankly to him, showing my frustrations. “He had to work, but he should be back home soon,” Kirishima replies shuffling his feet. I stare at him, I want to voice my anger, I want him to know how much I hurt, I need to do this with Bakugou. “Okay” I reply looking at my bags, why did I come here, why did I think we could go back to normal. “He’ll probably be late like always though, why don’t show you to your room and you can get ready for this evening” He smiled at me, like he trying to form an olive branch between us. I nod and follow him out of the room and up the stairs. All around me are reminders, parties I could not attend, award shows I missed but right now I can’t dwell on that. My time in Europe was the best experience of my life and right now I want to go back. Kirishima leads me to a guest room and leaves me to get ready. I sigh, this is going to be difficult.

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Doing the finishing touches to my hair, I smooth my dress down as I look in the mirror. I’m wearing a tight-fitting black dress, that is off the shoulders. I rub my hands down my neck, wishing I could have had the surgery to remove my mark guards yesterday before I came home. Just to show them, that I kept my promise to them. I hear noises downstairs, Bakugou had arrived home ages ago but did not even come to say hello, just went straight to the shower. Although I know what Mina told me was true, I needed proof if I was to enter an argument with Bakugou. I walk a small bit from my room trying to stay quiet, I turn a corner and see a wall of photo frames, most are from UA and some are from Dates we three had together. The difference, I was no longer in the photos, I was cut out. You could see my arm or a sliver of my hair and maybe an eye. I felt rejection, my inner omega whined. Why would they do this to me? I ripped the frame from the walls and marched downstairs. My heels clicked on the floor beneath me. I rounded the corner and enter the kitchen not bothering to wait for their conversation to finished. I throw the frames onto the countertop and look up at both of them making eye contact. If I wasn’t so mad and hurt, I would be shocked at how mature and sexy they both are right now. Kirishima's hair is half up, half down being supported with braids and he is in a maroon shirt opened slightly. Whereas Bakugou wears a white shirt and supports an undercut. My alphas have matured, I suppose I have as well.

Kirishima looks at the frames and stays quiet. Bakugou does not dare to break eye contact with me.

“So, let me get this straight. I leave home, to become great in something that is bigger than me. I leave my alphas with an agreement, that we all would hit pause, and eventually I would come back or get a called from either of you to come home. I follow the rules, and it seems to me what I got in thanks was to be cut from your lives.” I raise my voice, guesting to the pile in front of me.

“tck…” Bakugou replies and looks at Kirishima.

“Don’t tck me Bakugou, it seems to me that I’m not even wanted here anymore, so why was I called home, let me guess you need an omega to have your child and then I’m to disappear,” I respond. “No that’s not why we called you back” Kirishima speaks up, slightly walking towards to appear less hostile.

“Funny how you call us your alphas but yet, our marks, our bond is no longer on your neck,” Bakugou responds, pointing towards me. “They are not gone, they are covered by a skin slip, in Europe is safer to have them covered in case you are kidnapped and forced to bond with someone,” I say back to him. “Omega, please let us explain, I understand your hurt, but we want you still, your part of our family,” Kirishima replies placing a hand on my elbow. I jerk away from him.

“So, all this time, when I was away, suffering through my heats alone. Omega depression after omega depression. You two, were what? Together happily rutting away.”

“Yes, how do we know you never had it off with anyone else,” Bakugou said leaning on the Island in front of me. “Bakugou, don’t say that -” Kirishima scolded him. “- we don’t think that y/n”. I stand there shocked; I can sense he is hurt but right now I will not be his vent.

“ah, I see, I was away fucking my way through Europe apparently and my alphas decided that instead of coming to see me and to tell me. They went behind my back” I stare at Bakugou not daring to back down. “How do we know you weren’t, how do we know you didn’t get our marks removed?” Bakugou asked.

I scuffed and turned out of the kitchen, towards my bags that were left at the bottom of the stairs. Both Alphas stayed in the kitchen and spoke to each other. I opened my bags and reached into it to find a wrapped plastic bag. I walked back into the kitchen, hearing Bakugou raising his voice at Kirishima, “I can’t Kiri, you almost died.” Kirishima hushed Bakugou as I re-entered the kitchen. I threw the bag at Bakugou.

“Go on, open it -” I say with my hands on my hips. “- There’s your proof” I stand and watch it. Bakugou opens the bag and pulls out two jumpers, one of his and one of Kirishima’s. Their scent has well worn out but mine could be smelled. Years of being alone, years of depression, laid in their hands. Kirishima’s eye watered. “This proves nothing, maybe if you weren’t lying about our mark being gone, we wouldn’t have this problem,” Bakugou said, dropping the jumpers on the countertop. “What do you want me to do, perform surgery right now, you know once you never doubted me” I laugh under my breath.

“Yeah well once, you weren’t such a slut, betraying your alp-“Bakugou responded but Kirishima stepped in creating a barrier between us. Tears started to form in my eyes, my vision blurred. Fine, if Bakugou wants proof right now that I was loyal then fine, I’ll give it to him.

I look at my nails and smile to myself, I thank whatever god is listening that I have long pointed nails today. Kirishima is currently speaking to Bakugou, standing in front of me. I can no longer hear him. All I know is, those skin slips have to go now. I take a deep breath in and dig my nails into my neck around where the stitched used to be. I whimper, both can smell blood and turn to look at me. I rip the slip from my skin, blood starts to pour from my neck but nothing that would majorly hurt me. I reach for the other and dig my nails in. “Y/n stop, what are you doing” Kirishima reaches to stop me, but he’s too late I pulled the other off and make eye contact with Bakugou. “You wanted your proof, here you are Bakugou, take a whiff I have NEVER BETRAYED EITHER OF YOU” I scream, throwing the slips onto the counter and storm off.

“Omega come back now” Bakugou shouts after me, I can hear him chase me and reach for my arm. I pull it forward and turn to face him. Tear are leaving my eyes, ruining my makeup, my dress ruined from the blood. “What Katsuki, you believe me now? What do you want from me, why are you mad?” Bakugou stands in shock, unable to talk. “ANSWER ME NOW,” I scream again. Bakugou reaches forward grabbing my arms, tears forming in his. Kirishima was leaning on the door behind him.

“HE ALMOST DIED, AND YOU WEREN’T THERE, I WAS ALONE, WATCHING HIM DIE AND YOU WERENT THERE, YOU PROMISED ME I’D NEVER BEEN ALONE, AND YOU LEFT ME ALONE WAITING FOR HIM TO COME BACK” he roared at me. I shoved Bakugou off me.

“I CAME HOME WHEN EIJIROU WAS IN HOSPITAL” I shouted back, both alphas heads shot straight up and looked at me. “I was there, I broke me promise to stay away until I was asked by either of you to come home. But I saw the fight, I saw Eijirou get knockdown and didn’t get back up. I hopped on the nearest flight and came home. You need proof, ask Fatgum, Denki, Tamaki, Deku.. anyone who sat in that waiting room.” I said looking into Bakugou's eyes. Kirishima walked forward to join us. Bakugou went to speak. “No you let me speak, I was there. Kirishima opened his eyes and called me an angel and then you shot into the room in a panic and threw yourself on him. Bakugou you looked in my eyes and didn’t say a word, so I stepped back, you saw me there, you. Don’t blame this on me. Knowing how angry you would be, Deku came and got me, promising to watch over both of you.” I stopped to wipe the tears from my eyes.

“How dare you hold that over me Katsuki Bakugou,” I say to him, Kirishima reaches for my hand as if to pull us all back together. I step back, I need to breathe to get out. I walk about the front door, grabbing my handbag. “I’ll see you at the party, some welcome home this was,” I say not looking back and slam the front door.

I walk down the path and reach for my phone, dialing Mina’s number. “Hey girly, I’m just about to leave for the pub,” Mina says down the phone. I start to cry and sit down on the curb. “Sero, wait a second” Mina whispers away from the phone. “Y/n, what’s happened, what’s going on,” She says again her voice has lowered. “Mina I need some help; I can’t see everyone looking like this,” I say back to her. I cry again, I can hear the door behind me open and I stand. I turn and see Kirishima, “Y/n wait please, come back in, we can sort this out,” he says, and I look over his shoulder. Bakugou is frozen in the same spot, staring at the floor. “I’m almost there, start walking to me,” Mina says and hangs up. I bend down and undo the straps of my heels, steeping out of them leaving them on the step. I start to run down the street, I need some quiet, I need to think.

“OMEGA STOP” Bakugou shouts behind me, but I can’t. I see Mina’s car and run towards it.

[bohica160]

Omegaverse - Night out with Hound Wolf Squad (pt. 1)

(Im gonna have to make this inton 2 parts because I fell asleep while typing this😅 2nd part will have smut)

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗMinors gtfo, this isn't for youᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

You have no idea how you guys ended up here. It was the monthly get together for the Hound Wolf Squad. Normally you guys pick someone's place and play poker for the night and drink. On rare occasions you guys will venture out to a bar or 2. Since you are the only omega in the group, you have to be more cautious than everyone else when it comes to going out for drinks. You don't want to put any pressure on them to feel like they have to protect you. They never complained about it but you still feel guilty.

Tonight, with the approval of Alpha, the majority wanted to go out. However this time after the second bar, someone in the group suggested this place a couple blocks away. With the warmth of the liquor you all decided to walk to the next stop. You never felt more safe in your pack. The scents of the betas and the deltas help disguise your scent from others. As you guys rounded the corner you were blinded by flashing lights and loud blaring techno music. You were not expecting the next stop to be a club. 

For some reason Lobo and Canine were all in for going inside to check it out as they watched a handful of gammas dressed for the club walk in. You shook your head, "Absolutely not. Not only are clubs a buzz kill, they overcharge for drinks, you can't hear anyone talking to you, and it smells like there's nothing but alphas in there."

Tundra placed a hand on your shoulder, "I dunno, something about those two getting denied by gammas and omegas sounds hilarious". Chris let out a sigh, "do we really have to go here? There's a good bar down the street". Once again it was the majority rule, and Lobo and Canine begging, you all made your way into the club.

While Lobo and Canine hit the floor and  "used their charm", yourself and everyone else hung out at the bar. "God this music", you said out loud. "Did you say something?" Chris asked as he leaned towards you, arms crossed over his buff chest. You got on your toes, leaning into his ear, "This music sucks". Anytime you were this close to him, something inside of you stirs while his scent invading your space.

He hummed and nodded in agreement as he continued to look out around the room, sitting at one of the barstools. He was positive a number of alphas caught wind of your scent, since so many looked in your direction in hunger. You were either good at ignoring them or were just oblivious to the alphas trying to pump out their scents to catch your attention. Thankfully being this close to you, all you could really smell is him and the Squad members. 

You were wondering why Chris was starting out onto the dance floor, wondering if someone caught his eye. You followed his gaze, your blood ran cold as your heart dropped into your stomach. Your scent changed like a flip of a switch, immediately getting Chris's attention. He snapped his head towards you, seeing the shocked look on your face. "Shit", you whispered. "What's wrong?", Chris asked in a worried tone. 

"That….. that's my ex", you said softly. Chris looked back out, eyes darting. You reached up and tugged at Chris's shirt. "Chris, I need you to scent me". Not sure he heard you correctly, "what?" "I know, I know. It's too much to ask for and not right for me to ask, but please". You looked up at him with puppy eyes, your scent still bitter and sour. 

He looked down at you with softened eyes and pink cheeks.He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into him. He tucked your head into his neck and started to pump out his scent to not only mark claim but to calm you down as well. You nuzzled against his scent glands and let out a soft purr.

[spidercakes]

Prompt: Tony is a teacher at a public school that Peter also happens to go to. They meet on Peter’s first day of high school and Tony knows Peter is his soulmate because his words to that Tell Tale Thing where they go from grey to black. Peter’s too, and he’s excited at least until Tony all but flat out rejects him. At first Peter is hurt, but then he’s determined. 

Fast forward 3 years and it’s the beginning of Peter’s senior year and by now he knows Tony pretty well seems how he’s gone out of his way to take all Tony’s classes. This year he’s determined to get Mr. Stark to look his way and this year he’s sure he’s got it all figured out. Tony, on the other hand, hadn’t counted on Peter figuring out fashion over the summer so he’s a little stunned when Peter walks into the room with a look on his face that suggests he knows exactly what he’s doing.

Warnings: underage characters (Peter is 17, Tony is in his late thirties), A/B/O, soulmates, alpha Tony/omega Peter.

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When Peter got dressed this morning he did it with purpose, intent, because he’s going to get his soulmate’s attention whether or not Tony wants to give him that much. And he knows Tony wants him too, that somewhere over the last three years Tony took more than a passing interest but he always keeps things appropriate and Peter is bored of it. He was when he’d run into Tony on the first day of school ago and Tony has been nothing but polite with him ever since.

And Peter, he’s tried everything he can think of to get Tony’s attention and none of it worked, not really. Yeah, Tony isn’t put off by his babbling, and yeah Tony is obviously attracted to him, but none of those things make him act on it and Peter wants his alpha, damnit. Plus Tony needs his omega, Peter can tell and he’s tired of Tony denying Peter and himself. The problem is that three years of trying has led Peter to believe he'd never be able to do it, catch Tony’s attention in the way he wants. The way he figured it out was a total accident too, all he’d done was throw on a skirt that happened to be a little bit too small before running to the store to get fuzzy peaches but he’d noticed the way people looked at him.

Maybe its because he’s never really considered himself good looking that he never considered that just dressing a different way could get someone’s attention. He’d spent the rest of the summer experimenting with outfits, occasionally flirting with people who approached him just to figure that out too. Now he knows exactly how to dress to get people to stare at him as he walks by, how to flirt, tease. Now, finally, he might stand an actual chance of getting Tony’s attention before he leaves for college.

He can’t wait to see Tony again because its been a little more than two months and he misses his alpha. Maybe they don’t spend tons of time together while Peter is in school, but they spend some time together at least and that’s better than nothing. He’s got Tony for his first class, and for his last class, so he’s got lots of opportunity to tease Tony, to try to get a rise out of him. He’s chosen a pretty pink skirt and a crop top, something simple but sexy, not like he’s trying too hard. Peter knows he looks good because more than a couple people give him a once over as he makes his way to class.

By the time he gets to class he’s feeling extra giddy because its been so long since he’s seen Tony. He’s even a little early, just enough to beat everyone else and maybe get a more honest reaction from Tony when he sees Peter. When he walks into the room he does so without saying anything, waiting for Tony to look away from the board he’s writing on to see him. Its so worth it to see his face when he turns, watching him go from his Regular Teacher face to awed in about two seconds. He stands there and smiles, letting Tony take him in as he looks Peter over slowly, taking his time to appreciate what he’s looking at, Peter assumes. 

“Peter,” Tony breathes out softly.

He can’t help but smile wider, watching the way Tony looks even more lustful as he does. “Hi, Mr. Stark,” he says, enjoying how Tony swallows hard, watching Peter walk to a desk in the third row and sit down. He casts a quick glance to the door and Peter’s heart skips a beat as he sits up a little straighter, daring himself to hope that Tony will finally give in to him. He doesn’t though, he just gives Peter a somewhat desperate look before he turns back around to face the board. He deflates but only a little because that’s the best reaction he’s gotten in... ever, actually.

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Tony keeps having to tell himself not to stare at Peter, who seems to be attempting to politely fend off Flash’s not at all subtle attempts to flirt with him. It grates Tony’s nerves hard to watch that irritating little shit- he stops the train of thought for what feels like the millionth time this morning and reminds himself that he likes Flash. Yeah, the kid has a chip on his shoulder that’s a mile wide and he’s kind of a dick, but he’s smart and underneath his penchant for being kind of an asshole he’s pretty funny too. Except he keeps talking to Peter, leaning slightly into his space and- “Pay attention, Flash,” he snaps, sounding far angrier than the situation calls for. The tone of the classroom changes fast and Tony sighs as Peter raises an eyebrow, quickly casting a glance around before settling back into his seat looking pleased with himself.

He wants to think that Peter has no reason to look that way but Tony knows he’d snap like that again in a heartbeat if someone- He stops that train of thought too because Peter isn’t his, and he looks so delicious with that short skirt of his ridden up his thighs in his seat. Tony has wanted to bend him over since last year and-

Fuck he hopes this is a one off thing, that Peter just happened to look exceptionally appealing but a quick glance over at Peter’s smug expression tells Tony that this is calculated. By the time Peter leaves the classroom, last because he made sure to take his sweet ass time getting his stuff together, Tony can’t help but stare at his ass as he walks out of the room. Peter moves like he’s aware Tony’s eyes are on him, graceful and sexy and when did he learn to walk in heels?

Peter rounds the corner out of the room, leaving Tony blissfully alone, and he walks over to his schedule hoping that he doesn’t have to sit through another class with Peter distracting him the entire time. A quick glance tells him he doesn’t have that kind of luck, he’s got Peter at the end of the day and that’s just great. There’s no way... god, he’s going to have to figure out a way to not drag Peter off somewhere and-

Yeah, and he thought resisting his scent was bad enough, of course Peter had to figure out a way to make himself all the more tempting. 

[shinebrightlikeanarwhal]

Travis-centered plots because I Like fix it’s… (I just finished typing them all, I’m ashamed for my sinful brain oml)

- Larry and Travis having once been friends but being torn apart by Travis’ father. Larry keeping an eye on Travis for years but then turning his attention to Sal, whom in turn receives the sudden disdain of Travis.

Sal confronts Travis in the bathrooms one day and Larry listens from the door. Eventually Sal talks Travis into tears. He confesses to being jealous of Sal and not wanting Larry to stop focusing on him, even if Larry ends up hating him. How his dad would beat him if Travis and Larry ever got close again. Larry barges in and holds Travis close. They reconcile (Sal opting to let the boys talk, clearly not in the mood to see Enemies to Lovers tonguing den in the school bathroom.

They uproot and destroy the cult, blah blah blah, Happily ever after and Travis gets help for his trauma induced depression and anxiety.

- Travis has been off for a few days. He doesn’t antagonize anyone. Philip does more talking and ginger touching that Travis violently jerks away from. During class he barely responds and teachers don’t try to force him. Sal didn’t expect to find Travis sleeping on a bench one day. His worn shoes now tattered with holes at the bottom. His black eye prominent but accompanied by a busted lip and what looked to be severe damage to his legs.

Not sure how he did it, but Sal managed to convince Travis to come home with him. Introduces Travis to Henry and leads him to the bathroom where he washed off and got treated. His damage was severe and Sal really wanted to call the police but just seeing a fearful Travis weened him off the idea.

Larry was not too pleased to find Travis at Sals. He almost yelled until he noted Travis look at his raised hand and cower from him. Larry pausing and pulls Sal to the side to understand. Of course they don’t know the full story but it’s enough to have Larry texting the group for help. Most were curious about what could lead them to wanting to help Travis. Ash, however, seemed to know a lot.

They find out about Travis’ abuse, the cult. Travis helps a little. He is still terrified of them but they start to grow on him with time. He even allows contact with Sal rarely, who shows him his face during a bonding moment at the dead of night. Larry makes playlists and CDs to help Travis get accustomed to loud noises (many of which are songs Larry personally thinks Travis would enjoy.

After the gang destroys and puts the cult behind bars. No demons, no murders, and no dead friends. Sal manages to convince Travis to report his father, thankfully they kept his clothes to give to the state police, Todd refused to trust the local police after further investigating the cult and their connections.

Healing and coping, cuddling and coddling. Travis getting the love and attention he deserves! Could end with him dating someone or him just being under their care for a while.

—Salvis but Sal is a bit more aggressive with Travis. Fuck it ABO, Travis is a very spicy omega that pretends to be a Beta. Sal is a strong scented alpha, like it’s a musky and domineering scent compared to his appearance. Larry is an alpha, though his scent is murky and smoky, and he doesn’t act like the stereotypical alpha. Travis nitpicks them like usual, though sometimes they are too distracted by the nice smell seeping off of him. Larry sneers and asks if Travis mom scented him before school. Travis is upset at this. Much more emotional than usual. Sal notes the spike in scent and jabs Larry.

Uh oh, Travis is presenting in the bathroom, and beta Philip isn’t able to fight off the alphas coming to investigate the scent, thankfully Sal is here to soothe and calm the terrified Travis while his friends help fend off the other students.

Mr. Phelps is pissed about an omega son. Travis is constantly scented with distress. He isn’t allowed to talk about it but everyone can smell it. They are well aware of Travis’ fluctuating weight, fatigue and his tan skin turning pale and bruised worse than before. Larry is annoyed by this but can’t tell whether it’s the scent affecting him or his stern belief in protecting omegas from abusive alphas.

Sal hates it, he knows he felt the mate bond but Travis doesn’t seem to notice. Travis’ suffering eats away at Sal until he all but corners Travis and propositions him to save him from his father and give him sanctuary. It takes a lot to convince Travis. Heck, he has to promise Larry wouldnt hurt him (Larry later seeks Travis to reconcile their bad blood).

They get to know eachother. Sal is head over heels and watching Travis grow and blossom into his omega blood. Travis starts falling for someone else and Sal tries to be supportive (until he can’t even look at Travis without feeling heartache). But Travis notes he doesn’t love ____ And follows his heart to Sal. They bond, they love and boom, happy little family. (With three cute babies because Travis and Sal deserve happy families)

Larvis: roughly the same as the salvos ABO but Larry straight up picks up Travis and carries him home. Travis tries to fight but is swaddled and pampered until he’s fast asleep and purring in Larry’s arms.

Mr. Phelps doesn’t have much ground to stand on when he tries to take Travis back. Larry confirming that Travis is his mate and based off of Phelps’ beliefs he should reside with his mate.

Travis is surprised his father backs off so easily (because how could the pastor refute what he preaches?? Such blasphemy would be heard by the church blah blah blah). Larry and Travis talk and Larry admits that they are indeed mates, he never brought it up for Travis’ health. He was already struggling to care for himself, a mating bond would send his already feeble body and fragile mind spiraling. Larry also admits he knew they were mates ever since he presented, which wasn’t that long after entering highschool. But, Travis was so proud to be ‘normal’ and not some horny mess like the others. He also didn’t like seeing Travis harass and bully others, which probably aided in his aggressive rejection of the omega and prolonged Travis’ presentation.

Life goes on and Larry and Travis are happily married with four kids (two more in the oven, because Larry is a very affectionate husband). Cult was handled and Sal is NOT dead and very much the worlds best uncle.

-Travis having a hot girl summer.

That’s it. That’s the plot.

Thotty church twink marching about in short shorts and tank tops (sinful!) showing off his goodies to the masses. Larry shamelessly offers to partake, and gets thrown for a whirlwind when Travis’ phat ass is delightfully uncontrollable. Sal jokingly shoots his shot and winds up slumped in the back of the church from immaculate head.

Mr. Phelps is away so the thot is out to play. (Courtesy of Mama Phelps aiding and abetting her sons growth as a person. He may be throwing it back to the boys he once sneered at but at least he’s nicer to people)

-Travis being rescued from the Phelps home after a concerned report to the state police. The church closed and his father put behind bars for many accounts of child abuse and neglect and the disappearance of Travis’ mother.

Sal and gang are curious about what the new home will do to Travis after months of rehabilitation, and all damn near faint when they see Travis with long pink hair and a cute sun dress marching into the school. Directly towards them and apologizing for his horrible treatment of them, specifically Sal. They can’t believe his change at first but after weeks of watching him, he seems genuinely happier.

This new happiness starts to get unsettling to Larry, who watches Travis and Philip be closer than before. He shouldn’t care he hates Travis! But god he wished the boy would wrap his arms around his and march down the halls. He would kill to get surprise back hugs or do the hugging. He wanted to share lunch with Travis. Be hand fed meals and have his mouth cleaned whilst being scolded.

Fuck, he’s in love! He thought he nipped that in the bud when Sal started getting bullied by Travis. But no, Travis being rescued from his awful father and being a genuinely good person from then on was astounding. Hell, he even brought Sal treats as an apology for walking in on him with his mask off once. Sal said it was fine but Travis babbled ok about feeling bad because Sal looked terrified even though Travis didn’t think Sal was any less cool. (Yes, Sal cried in his room about how much it meant for someone to say that).

For fucks sake, Travis had pictures upon pictures of his new family and their pets. PETS. He had dooogs, god Larry lost his mind seeing Travis jogging around town with dogs in shorts and a sweaty, almost see through tank top!! He’s too gay for this.

He finally confesses, maybe tries to play it off as a joke, but Travis just smiles sweetly and pecks his cheek. He’s sorry but he’s already dating someone. Larry tries not to let his disappointment show, but he just can’t feel the need to go to school for a couple of days. Hides out in his tree house and just smokes. Cause, cmon.. who’d wanna date him?? All he does is smoke and play around! He hasn’t had a stable relationship in years and most he’s known for is sleeping with whoever he deems the hottest.

Sal notices his behavior and tries to comfort him, not sure why Larry is like this, by offering to introduce him to his partner. Maybe they have a friend Larry is interested in. Larry wants to be supportive but he really doesn’t care to see Sals new beau(ty). He really just wanted to camp out in the tree house and smoke away the pain. Or, he did until he sees Travis and Sal holding hands and nuzzling on the couch one day. Sals legs on Travis’ and Travis combing Sals hair. Larry felt like his world came crashing down, his best friend?? And his first and worst crush?? The crush that sent him spiraling for what could have been weeks? Sal is innocent, he didn’t know that Larry was madly in love with Travis. Didn’t know that Travis so politely rejected him and offered to cease contact if Larry felt he couldn’t be around him.

Larry wasn’t much of a romantic after that. He played around with whoever he felt needed love. His partying spiraling out of control in adult hood. Travis tried to contact him and help him find a good person, but any attempts to help Larry ended with Larry crying to him drunkenly. Asking why he wasn’t good enough, why he couldn’t have been Sal. Travis wasn’t allowed near Larry after Larry drunkenly made advances at him, he doesn’t blame Larry he’s extremely emotional, but Sal felt Larry would only get worse the more they stayed in contact, so they were kept apart.

Larry never loved anyone as much as he loved Travis Fisher.

-Last one was a sadder Onesided Larvis, this one is Larry teasing and cornering Travis so much that Travis tries to shock him by kissing him. He came home with some hickies and a very prominent limp.

They’re not saying, yet, but Wingman Sal is politely judging Travis into Larry’s arms. They are constantly alone together. Larry blowing Travis’ back out in an abandoned amusement park when the others split up to explore. “He sprained his ankle running from a shadow” Hmph, Travis smelt like axe. He HATES the smell of axe… but okay lovebirds.

Sal has 100% walked in on the secret lovers getting frisky when moms out. Later helps Travis shop for more pretty clothes, because who wouldn’t want a shopping body??? That’s almost illegal to not take the opportunity.

Larry eats ass. A lot. Travis can literally be on FaceTime shopping with Sal and Larry just slips under the covers and enjoys his fill of boyfriend cheekies~ yum!

Travis, as revenge, will give the gawk gawk 9000. Larry is NOT safe if he thinks Travis has forgotten the embarrassment of Sal chuckling and telling him he has to go walk his homework. He could be on the phone with his boss or Lisa and Travis will give the sloppiest top he’s ever had. (Praise the son for horni bratty bottoms)

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“No no, I’m not interested in your friends. I want you. Give yourself over, and they’ll be safe.” annnnd... have you written Osamu x Yama at all yet? UshiYama, if you aren't feeling OsaYama. Omegaverse, if you like?

ahhhh I got an osayama prompt before I watched season 4 and then my drafts glitched and deleted before I could actually write it ;-; 

Mafia prompts

One of the perks of having an onigiri shop as a front for your brother’s gang is the fact that no one knows it’s a front- which means, occasionally, when a member of a rival gang comes in, Osamu gets free intel. No one suspects the poor overworked cook/waiter to be listening in on your business. 

It’s not honest work, but it sure is fun. And this way, Osamu doesn’t have to directly get his hands dirty. His brothers’ men do all the hard stuff. Which gives Osamu the time to flirt with the pretty omegas that come through and not have to worry about telling them what his job is- his job is here, at his shop. Being a good cook is always a hit with omegas. However, as of late a certain omega has been coming in that fulfils more than just his instinctual needs. 

The bell at the door rings, but Osamu already knows without looking who’s there- the sweet, enticing scent of candied fruit and raw pastry dough reaches Osamu’s nose before he even turns around. 

“Welcome back, Yamaguchi-kun. The usual?” 

“Ah, not the boys’ order today, actually. Just me.” Yamaguchi says with a shy smile, sliding into one of the hightops nearest the window peering into the kitchen. He smooths down his skirt as he sits, fidgeting with his phone as Osamu turns back to the kitchen, smiling at him through the window. 

“The boys already eat tonight?” 

‘The boys,’ being Yamaguchi’s ‘roommates,’ usually ordered from Onigiri Miya every now and again, and Yamaguchi always came to grab it. They’d been doing this for nearly 8 months, and in that time it’s become glaringly obvious that Yamaguchi was in some way involved with one of ‘Tsumu’s rivals, the Karasuno Crows. How involved was still somewhat a mystery, because sometimes he came in covered in bruises and cuts and other times just fine, almost always well-dressed and never once acting secretive; in fact, Yamaguchi is always quite open with Osamu and talks with him like an old friend every time he comes to visit. He tells Osamu about his ‘boys,’ Kei, Tobio, and Shouyou, and asks about the shop. Talks about work and the weather, and nosy neighborhood aunties who always want to know how he got such a dark bruise, and “thank you so much for not asking, Osamu-san, I just don’t know if I’ll ever be okay talking about it so openly.” 

“Yes, that, and I’m also going straight back to work after I eat. It’s a...rush season, for my job, and we’re pretty understaffed at the moment so I’ve been there all day working.” 

“My my, all day? It’s almost 9:00 Yamaguchi-kun. When will ya be goin’ home for the night?” 

“Ah, probably around midnight or so...The poor guys, they’ve been in the same boat as me- I haven’t seen them in what feels like ages,” Yamaguchi says, pouting, and Osamu chuckles as he rounds the corner with Yamaguchi’s usual order. He sets it on the table before sliding into the chair across from Yamaguchi; he leans against his palms, smiling when Yamaguchi cocks his head to the side, confused. “You don’t have anything to do around the shop? You close soon, don’t you?” 

“I mean, I suppose I do, but I can spare a few minutes t’ chat with my favorite customer while he eats,” Osamu teases ever-so-slightly, and he grins wider when Yamaguchi’s cheeks turn pink. It’s true that it’s a bit odd, him doing this, since he’s almost always kept their conversation distanced between a counter or the kitchen window, but he’s feeling a bit adventurous tonight. And Something tells him this is a good idea. Maybe it’s the faint scent of pre-heat on an already stressed Yamaguchi, or maybe it’s just the fact that he looks almost delectable in that short little skirt, but Osamu wants to be close to him. “Is that all that bad?” 

“N- Not at all, I just didn’t want to keep you,” Yamaguchi says gently. “How was it, today?” 

“Ah. not too busy but it's a Sunday, so not a lot of people are goin’ out.” 

“Must be pretty boring sitting here all day every day, huh?” 

“No, not really,” Osamu hums, watching as Yamaguchi begins to dig in, looking very much like a starving prisoner with how quickly he devours the first onigiri. “I suppose some days get repetitive, but there’s never a dull day here.” 

And that’s the truth. The shop doesn’t get a lot of traffic, so Atsumu or one of his men are usually hanging around- or stumbling in the kitchen, mortally wounded and needing a desperate healing from a barely-first aid certified Osamu. 

“Sorry, still sounds pretty boring to me- if I’m not moving all the time, I get pretty antsy.” Yamaguchi says, still stuffing his mouth. Osamu laughs. 

“I can tell. Ya’d probably be bored if ya were a housewife or somethin’,” 

“Oh, definitely.” Yamaguchi says. He finishes his meal, hopping down from the hightop with a little puff of his skirt. He slaps money on the table, collecting his things. “Thank you for the meal, Osamu-san, but I need to get back to work. I’ll see you around.” 

And, call him stupid, but something tells Osamu not to let him go alone. “W- Wait! Why won’t I walk ya back to yer office?” 

Yamaguchi seems to hesitate, his brows furrowing as he searches Osamu’s face. 

“...Don’t you have to be at the shop?” 

“It’s almost close, and one of the waiters is still here- I’d hate to let an omega walk alone so late, even if I know he c’n talk himself.” Osamu insists, throwing one of his signature smirks Yamaguchi’s way, and he can see the omega’s resolve melting. Yamaguchi sighs. 

“I suppose it wouldn’t hurt. It’s not far from here, actually,” Yamaguchi says, turning towards the door. Osamu scrambles to follow, throwing his apron over the back counter and shouting to the back that he’s taking a smoke break, despite the fact that he hasn’t smoked a day in his life and Aran wouldn’t care either way where he went- 

Osamu makes conversation with Yamaguchi as they walk, the dim streetlights illuminating Yamaguchi’s curves, and in the near darkness his scent sticks out above all else, distracting Osamu ever the slightest. He doesn’t even notice they’re in the middle of Karasuno territory, even though he should’ve figured they would be, since Yamaguchi works for Karasuno. It isn’t until he’s yawning, stretching his arm over his head, that he realizes he’s maybe made a bad decision- 

“Osamu-san, is that a tattoo? I wanna see,” Yamaguchi says, and suddenly there’s a hand on his arm, holding it in place as another hand lifts the sleeve of his teeshirt to get a better look at the logo printed on Osamu’s shoulder. Osamu freezes, his eyes widening, and the only thought in his mind is, “Oh god, Tsumu’s gonna kill me.” 

“I- uh- it is, but it’s-” 

“...Your shop, it’s a front, isn’t it, Osamu-san?” Yamaguchi asks, his voice low, and his grip tightens impossibly on Osamu’s forearm. Osamu tries to wrench his arm away, to grab Yamaguchi by the hair and drag him off before he can make a fuss, but it’s useless. Yamaguchi is deceptively strong for an omega. “Answer me, Osamu-san. Your shop, it’s a front, yeah? You have gang members hang around, and launder money from your shop?” 

“I- I don’t know what yer talking about, Yamaguchi-kun.” 

“Right, right...” Yamaguchi murmurs, reaching behind him, and Osamu’s heart hammers in his chest when he sees Yamaguchi pull out a pistol. “Y’know, Samu, I don’t like liars. I thought we had a little thing going...” 

“W- We did?” 

“Of course. We’ve been flirting ever since I first came in, didn’t you get the hints?.,Hmph, no matter now. You’re not telling me the truth, and that hurts my feelings, Samu. I’m sure my boys would tell you how much I hate being lied to, though I don’t think now you’ll get to meet them.” 

The tip of the gun slides up Osamu’s chest, up his neck, and Osamu shivers. There’s a reason he works in the shop and doesn’t do any of the dirty work- and this is the exact reason he doesn’t. Fear makes people do some crazy things, and Osamu’s pretty damn scared right now. 

Even still, he won’t sell out his brother. “I’m not gonna tell ya shit about what does or doesn’t happen at my shop. What I do is perfectly legal.” 

“But what your brother, Miya Atsumu, does isn’t. Isn’t that right?” 

Osamu gulps, shuddering when he feels the cool metal of the pistol press against his adam’s apple. “I don’t know what yer talkin’ about. Leave him out of this, leave- leave everyone out of this-” 

“No no, I’m not interested in your friends,” Yamaguchi says, laughing, and Osamu’s mouth falls shut with an audible click. Yamaguchi leans forward, catching Osamu’s chin in his free hand, the other still holding the gun to the junction of his chin and neck. “I want you. Give yourself over, and they’ll be safe.”

Osamu swallows again, his breath thick and shuddering. He can’t believe this is happening. He’s being overpowered and threatened by an omega. What the hell. But he thinks back to Atsumu, and the empire he’s building, and he can’t let that be ruined, can’t let their cover be blown, and so he nods. 

“...Fine. You have me. But I can’t stay forever, I have a shop to run.” 

Yamaguchi grins. “We’ll work something out.” 

[loveforpreserumsteve]

Power of Three: "ALN" Story (Pre-Serum Omega!Steve and Alpha!Bucky Modern Domestic AU)

Thirteen:

Valentine's Day was always a difficult day for Steve. Which was probably why Natasha planned the baby shower for the day after the romantic holiday and two days after the anniversary of Flora's birth. Insisting that it could bring some happiness into the holiday. And since Bucky was there encouraging this decision, Steve agreed.

However, when the day came around, the thirty-two weeks pregnant omega couldn't force himself out of bed. He had been there since Wednesday. Simply too exhausted in his own lingering heartache and sore from the triplets running out of room inside his womb.

"Do you want me to bring the party in here?" Natasha asked, pushing Steve's hair away from his face, just the way his mom used to. "Because I will."

Sighing, Steve shook his head and moved to sit up. Accepting Natasha's help as the redhead assisted him. Steve glanced to his best friend, "We're not playing games, are we? Because you know how much I loathe baby shower games."

"No games," Natasha promised. Using her finger to draw an invisible X over her heart as she reminded, "I wouldn't do that to you."

Swinging his legs over the side of the bed, Steve heaved a breath – perpetually exhausted – as he claimed, "Just wanted to make sure."

Playfully, Natasha rolled her eyes as she teased, "Who do you think I am?"

Instead of answering, Steve stood from the bed. Gesturing for his bump support belt on the chair. Instantly, she retrieved it and offered help. But Steve knew how he liked it, so he did it himself, but fully appreciated her kindness. Knowing that she'd make a good mom. Hoping that the adoption agency approved her and Carol.

As Steve got dressed, Natasha asked, "Are you sure you want to do this? Because you know I'm not going to force you."

“When else am I going to do this?”  Steve pulled the soft red sweater over his large abdomen.  “Bucky and Finn’s birthday is next month, Laura and Clint’s weddings in a couple of weeks, and the babies could be here any day.”

"Hey," Natasha set her hands on her hips, "Those babies are gonna stay in there, full term, if I have to sew your cervix closed."

Rolling his eyes, Steve chuckled, "Thanks, Nattie."

"'Welcome, Stevie," Nat fondly smiled, following Steve out of the master bedroom.

Exiting the master bedroom, Steve paused. The living room and kitchen transformed as he remained in bed. Red, white, and pink balloon arches at the entryways. Heart streamers decoratively flowed from one end of the room to the other. It was, "Too much, Nat. You didn't have to do all this."

"I did," Natasha argued, leading Steve over to the sofa. Gesturing to the new dining room table – and where the delicious foods were temptingly set up – she asked, "In the mood for anything?"

"Everything?" Steve good-humoredly scoffed and teased, "I'm pregnant with triplets, or did you forget?"

"How could I?" Natasha theatrically threw the question back at him as she entered the kitchen to get to the dining room.

While Natasha made Steve a plate, Bucky and the boys came over to him. They all looked entirely too excited and were smiling far too much. Which meant that they were up to something.

"What?" Steve asked, suspicious and quirking a brow.

Bucky brought a heart print bag out from around his back and held it out to Steve. The omega glanced over to the side table that had Natasha's presents, "I think you're supposed to put the presents over there."

"We want you to open this before everyone gets here," Bucky explained, sitting down beside his spouse. With Bucky doing so, Oliver, Finn, and Kit climbed onto the sofa, surrounding Steve.

Taking the gift from Bucky, Steve opened the bag. Pulling out the excessive amount of heart printed tissue paper – and giving Bucky a pointed look – Steve finally got to the present. Being able to see three identical purple hippo lovies in the box's window, Steve's chest clenched. Reminded of the blankies Bucky had gotten for their other children, tears started to build in Steve's eyes.

"I picked out the hippos!" Finn excitedly informed while Oliver exclaimed, "I picked out the color!"

The youngest boy didn't seem to have anything to contribute, so he leaned forward to lovingly touch Steve's bump and said, "For babies."

"That's right," Bucky assured while he teased, "I paid for them."

"Thank you," Steve leaned over to kiss Bucky. Then turning to thank the boys with hugs and kisses as he confirmed, "The babies are gonna love these."

"You're not supposed to make the papa cry," Natasha reprimanded Bucky, causing the brunet to playfully flip their friend off.

As she handed the plate to Steve, he appreciatively accepted it. His hunger returning with a vengeance when he noticed Natasha had brought the baked pasta topped with mozzarella cheese and pepperoni that Steve loved so much. Immediately, Steve started digging in. More than happy to gorge himself on the pizza pasta, and he was willing to bet that the triplets were fine with it too.

"Are we supposed to hide? Because I don't think jumping out would be the best thing," Tibby exclaimed as she entered the house.

Bucky rolled his eyes and sighed in exasperation, "I told you, it's not a surprise baby shower."

"You're no fun," Silas teased as he entered the living room before his mate. Carrying the baby shower presents, he made his way over to the table designated for the gifts.

"It's a precaution, dingus," Bucky rolled his eyes, remaining on the sofa beside Steve while their sons raced over to greet their cousins and go play upstairs.

Yawning, Steve relaxed against Bucky. Balancing his mostly empty plate on his ginormous bump, Steve rested his head on his husband's broad shoulder. Letting his eyes fall closed. Needing to just rest his eyes for a –

Loud laughter startled Steve and his heavy eyelids snapped open. Hands clenching on themselves as they tried to hold onto the plate, but finding them empty and the plate missing entirely. Pulling away from Bucky, Steve's eyes rapidly blinked as he tried to clear his mind from the disorienting haze.

As he glanced around the room, Bucky tenderly rubbed his arm and assured, "It's okay. You just fell asleep."

Bringing his gaze to his husband, Steve nodded. His cheeks heating as he realized it wasn't just the five of them, but the entirety of the baby shower guests. Some of them had plates and were eating the delicious food. Others were drinking the special raspberry punch. Among each other, they talked, and some smiled over at Steve. He sheepishly redirected his attention to his belly. Embarrassed that he had fallen asleep at his own party.

Heart still racing, Steve settled back in the sofa beside Bucky. Grateful when his mate wrapped his arm around his shoulders, pulling him close. With the realization that Steve was awake, Natasha declared, "Time for presents!"

And who was Steve to argue when he just spent however long sleeping while she let him. Truly, Natasha was a god-send.

Eagerly, Winnie and Dum Dum stood from their seats while Mandy and Tibby rushed over with their gifts already ready for Steve to unwrap. Smiling up at his in-laws, he placed them in Bucky's lap. Choosing Mandy and Aubrey's large gift bag first, Steve rolled his eyes when the older of the pair childishly stuck her tongue out at her sister.

Once Steve was past the tissue paper, he reached into the bag and pulled out a pink long sleeve one piece. Pink like fresh tulips. It was tiny, but the clothes always were. Tears welled in his eyes. The last time he had a baby shower was the first time he had a baby shower. And there had never been anything pink.

Laying it on his stomach, Steve pulled out another long sleeve one piece. That one was a soft golden color. Like a field of wheat. Reaching in for the next one was a white one. Then a sage green. Then a yellow one. The last one was a pale blue. Like the perfect sunny sky.

"It matches your eyes," Bucky smiled, kissing Steve's temple.

In the bottom of the bag were matching hats and headbands with cute little bows. Steve left them there and placed the adorable feet-less pajamas back in the bag. Setting the bag on the floor, Steve scooted to the edge of the sofa and let Bucky help him stand from his seat so he could hug his sister-in-law.

"Thank you," Steve sniffled and requested, "Thank Aubrey for me when she gets off work, yeah?"

"Absolutely," Mandy assured, rubbing his back in soothing circles.

Taking his seat once more, Steve took Tibby's gift once Bucky handed it to him. Lifting the lid to the gift box, Steve was delighted to see knotted infant gowns in a plethora of colors. When Tibby leaned into hug him, she rubbed his belly and claimed, "For good luck."

For the rest of the shower, Steve opened the rest of the presents. Delighted to find that most of the gifts were gender neutral and – at the very least – were multiplied by three. Happily crying as he looked over all the presents and half wondering how he was going to handle having three babies to take care of along with his three growing boys.

As if sensing this, Bucky laced their fingers together and kissed the back of his hand. Tucking himself against his husband's side, Steve spent the rest of the time gushing over the adorable baby clothes and how he didn't know if they even had the room for the three gliding baby swings, but he was glad for them anyway. All while Natasha sat on his other side, offering him more food whenever he wasn't stuffing his face with the delicious treats.

"Alright, now the big gift," Natasha happily exclaimed, standing from her seat on the sofa and fetching whatever it was from her purse.

Handing Steve a decorative envelope, Natasha grinned. Brows furrowed, Steve asked, "What's this?"

Opening it to find a large stack of cash, Steve's brows furrowed even further. Thankfully, Sam clarified, "You're the only one who bet on having a girl."

Wiping at his eyes, Steve sniffled and joked, "Yeah, what's it feel like being wrong?"

"Pretty nice change," Sam teased in return while Natasha added, "It won't happen again, so you better not get used to it."

"Of course not," Steve chuckled, and Bucky deadpanned, "Wouldn't dream of it."

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The Next Chapter

i've been watching a lot of “telling my partner i'm pregnant” vids on youtube and this is the result. /// Izuku woke up to his mate nuzzling against the back of his neck. Katsuki wrapped his arms tighter around the Omega and nuzzled his nose against Izuku’s scent gland.

“G' morning,” Izuku said sleepily.

“You smell different,”

Izuku laughed off the strange comment. He acted like he wasn't expecting Bakugou to say something eventually about the change in his scent.

“Bad different?” He asked. He just had to play it cool. Kacchan has mentioned it before, said how his scent was sweeter that day, but just barely, and Midoriya thought he handled the whole situation well. Deku knew it would be too hard to hide forever and he had to tell him soon. He just didn't really know how.

“No,” Katsuki mumbled, still sniffing at his scent gland. “You smell like you, but just sweeter, and it’s stronger,”

“Maybe an early heat?” Izuku threw out there, trying to make sure Kacchan didn’t figure out the real reason. Izuku knew it wasn’t an early heat. He can promise that.

“Hm, I don’t know, it’s not your preheat smell,” Katsuki kissed the back of Izuku’s neck before haphazardly scenting him. “All I know is everyone else better keep their hands to themselves because you smell fucking great,”

Izuku laughed at the Alpha’s protective behavior, waiting a few more moments while Katuski scented him, before turning around so he could be eye-to-eye with his mate. He greeted the Alpha with a smile, to which the blond returned.

Katsuki leant forward and kissed Izuku. It was short and sweet. “You have morning breath,” Izuku teased once they broke away, but that didn’t stop him from kissing the blond again.

“Yeah, well so do you,” Katsuki said once they broke apart from the kiss. Izuku laughed before rolling out of bed.

“Nooooooo,” Katsuki whined. “Where are you going?” His arms that were previously wrapped around Izuku’s waist now laid limply on both sides of him dramatically.

“To brush my teeth,” Izuku called out as he walked into their bathroom. It was a few moments of Katsuki staring at the ceiling huffing to himself that his Omega had decided to leave him, cold and alone in their bed, before said Omega called out again. “And I recommend you do to, because no kisses until you do,”

“You’re a pain in my ass, you know that?”

“Yes!” Izuku said, Katsuki could hear the water run for a short amount of time. “But you love me,” He said, this time his voice was muffled by the toothbrush.

“You’re not wrong,” Katsuki mumbled so quietly Deku could hardly hear it. He begrudgingly rolled out of bed and joined Deku, aggressively grabbing his toothbrush and applying the toothpaste, before running it under the water.

Deku was somehow all smiles this early in the morning. Katsuki on the other hand was still pretty tired. He always enjoyed coffee in the mornings, to give him that sort of boost. He rested his chin on Deku’s shoulder and wrapped one arm around the other’s waist as they stared in the mirror, brushing their teeth.

Deku placed his hand over Katsuki’s, resting them both over his stomach. Katsuki wasn’t exactly suspicious of this action. However, it did make him think that Izuku could actually be  entering an early heat, like the Omega had mentioned earlier. Usually when Omega’s, including Deku, were going into heat their heads got filled up with pregnancy and babies, and that’s probably what Deku was doing right now, thinking about babies.

Their babies.

Babies they’d have together one day.

The idea made Katsuki smile. Deku leaned over to spit, but Katsuki kept his hand on Izuku’s stomach. It wasn’t some weird thing. Izuku’s scent, and the maybe-early heat brought this on. It wasn’t the first time their heads got clouded with baby-thoughts, and it probably wouldn’t be the last.

Katsuki leaned over Deku’s shoulder to spit out the toothpaste in his mouth. “Oi, you could’ve ‘pit on me,” Deku said, his speech a little unclear due to the foam and toothbrush in his mouth.

“But I didn’t,” Katsuki said, putting his toothbrush back in his mouth and continuing to brush his teeth, murdering all the germs. He was already waking up a bit more. Once he was going, he could go (even without coffee, but the drink was preferred). However, the getting up and going part was always the hardest part.

“Bu’ I didn’t,” Izuku mocked just before spitting into the sink. He looked up at Kacchan, smiling and Katsuki smiled back, only after rolling his eyes.

After they had finished brushing their teeth, Katsuki had went to make coffee, which Izuku was going to have to pass up. Ever since finding out, he decided to cut caffeine out of his life. His mate called him stupid whenever he rejected the drink, but it was never actually meant hostilely.

“You sure you don't want any?” Katsuki called out from the kitchen as Izuku made their bed.

“I'm sure, thanks though,” Izuku called back, tossing the final pillow back on their bed were it belonged.

“Next you're going to stop eating ice cream or something,”

“I'll never not eat ice cream,” Izuku laughed.

“You used to say that about coffee,”

“It's not just coffee, Kacchan, it's caffeine,” Deku clarified, walking into the kitchen and leaning against the island.

“God, next you're going to go vegan,”

“Veganism isn't a bad thing,”

Katsuki turned over his shoulder and looked back at Izuku. “Please do not go /Vegan/, it'll be way too hard to feed you,”

Izuku just laughed Kacchan off. He drummed his thumbs against the marble countertop. He didn't know how he was going to tell him.

It was important for Kacchan to know; sooner rather than later. Soon, Izuku would be showing. His stomach would slowly start softening, and he knew Katsuki would notice. It's not like he was scared, okay, he was a little. However, he knew Kacchan wouldn't just up and leave. They'd stay together and raise their child together.

They'd be a family, but when you're a pro-hero, having a family can be dangerous. Villains will use that to their advantage.

Izuku was about to just blurb it out right there. Just tell Kacchan the news. However, a quick moment of hesitation had decided what Deku was going to do, because three seconds later, Katsuki’s phone went off.

“Shit,” Katsuki mumbled. Today was their day off, and they were both very excited about their days off aligning, however, their agency didn't just call for no reason, and Izuku knew Katsuki would probably have to go.

In a matter of twenty minutes, Katsuki has gotten dressed, and made his way out the door. “Love you, bye,” He said as he kissed Deku on his lips.

“Love you, be safe,”

“I’ll try,” He said. And Deku has wished that he could do more than ‘I’ll try,’ but he knew he couldn't. In a field like this, all you can do is try.

When the door shut, Izuku just stared at it for a moment. He kind of didn't know what to do now. It wasn't the first time this had happened or anything, sometimes Kacchan had to leave Deku in a hurry, and other times Izuku would have to leave the blond.

Just something about this time… he didn't know what to do afterwards… so he stared at the door. Wasn't the most logical thing, but you can't always control things like that. Sometimes your brain just did things. Izuku couldn’t explain it.

He walked back into the main bathroom, where they had been brushing their teeth half an hour ago. He opened the cabinet below the sink and reached his hand around, looking for a very particular item he had hidden a few days ago when he first suspected he would be pregnant.

He found the pink box with four pregnancy tests inside, one was already used, and he pulled that one out. He examined the two pink lines, indicating that he was pregnant. He decided he was going to take another one and make sure he was pregnant- so he did just that. He put the first one back in the box, because he didn’t exactly want to throw it away yet- he would because keeping it in that box for too long might be weird, but just not yet.

He grabbed another test and took it, waiting for the five minutes required before looking at it, finding the two lines, stronger than they were a few days ago when he took the first test. He was really pregnant- this time he was almost positive it wasn’t just a false positive. He and Katsuki were going to have a baby.

He had known this, but not for sure. He just had a good feeling, and he had a feeling the first test wasn’t a false positive, but you could never be too sure. Now knowing that the chances of him not being pregnant were slim to none, he thought of better ways to tell Kacchan. Might as well make it special…

He grabbed both the tests and walked out of their bathroom and into their room. He scoped the area for a place he could put them where Katsuki would look. He thought about their draws, and then the closet, even thought about hiding the tests in plain sight, but he didn’t think any of those were good enough.

He knew he was probably overthinking it, but he just wanting it to be special… maybe in the kitchen somewhere? When he gets home he will most likely want to eat something- but if he grabbed takeout or something that wouldn’t really work.

He could set up a lame scavenger hunt, but that was lame.

If he had more time he would go out a buy a world’s best dad shirt, but there was no telling when Kacchan would get home.

… Then it hit him. Almost every night they would drink some form of tea before bed (God, they sounded old)... but nonetheless, to make tea you need cups. A genius idea hit him as he quickly ran to go get dressed, he hoped the store that was around the corner would have what he needed.

As fast as he could he ran down to the store, going straight to this mug section. He frantically searched for any mug resembling what he had in his mind. Unfortunately, he couldn’t find one. He didn’t want to waste time looking, so he thought about the closest baby-stuff store to his house… It was a few miles away, but he was confident he may be able to make it in time, but he may be cutting it close.

Once he arrived at the baby-store, he got a call from his Alpha. “Shit,” Izuku mumbled, trying to think of a small lie to save the surprise. He answered the phone. “Hey ‘zuku,” Kacchan said as soon as the omega had answered.

“Hey, Kacchan,” Izuku said, walking into the store. There was no point in not getting a move on, Katsuki was gonna know he was out, he just couldn’t, under any circumstances figure out where.

“I just wanted to call you and say I’m heading home, just need to swing into my office and grab some things,” He said through the phone. Izuku could hear the elevator ding.

“Good, I’ve been bored without you,” Izuku smiled, even though he knew his Kacchan wouldn’t be able to see it, but the smile formed nonetheless. “I ran to go grab more icecream, beccause we ran out, want me grab something for dinner as well? Or do oyu just wanna cook something,”

“I can assure I was more bored- we didn’t even do hero stuff, just monitored a buch of shit, but I’ll yack your ear off about it later,” Katuski began.

“I’ll be waiting,” Midoriya laughed.

“But as for dinner, where are you around? Don’t want you driving around the city to get something,”

“Near the store around the corner,” Wasn’t really a lie, he just knew Kacchan would think about the first store he went to, not the outdoor mall a few more miles away from that.

“Hmm, what about Katsudon, from that one resturant, what’s it called?”

“Beats me, we always just call it the Katsudon Place,” Izuku laughs. “But that sounds good,”

“Okay, babe, I’ll see you when I get home, or when you do, whoever gets there first I guess,”

“Okay, I love you, Kacchan,”

Bakugou laughed- more like gave an amused chuckle. “Love you, too, ‘Zuku,” And with that the two hung up. Izuku had made it into the store and searched for what he could, as fast as he could. First he found more than what he wanted, a cute onsie saying “I love my daddy” so of course he had to grab that. Then he found a cute little lion stuffed animal that made a rattling noise when you shake it, and once again, he couldn’t resist himself.

Now he looked started really searching for what he came for, a cup that said something along the lines of ‘HEY YOU’RE A DAD’ however, mugs are a hard thing to find in a baby store, but he eventually found them. He fell in love with the mug that said: ‘Best Dad in Training’

He checked his items out and went to rush over to the Katsudon place to buy their dinner- oh and to buy the icecream he said he was gonna get. He should have thought of a slightly better lie that required less running around.

When Izuku finally got home, Kacchan’s car was already there. Izuku carried in the ice cream bag, and put the baby-stuff bag inside of that one. They used the reusable ones, so transparency wasn’t the issue, but maybe Kacchan would really want some ice cream in that exact moment, Izuku just had to hope for the best.

He knocked on the door before unlocking it. Kacchan was sitting on the couch, he clearly had already slid back into the pajamas he was wearing this morning, practically resuming where they had left off. However as soon as Katsuki saw Izuku’s face, he got up off the couch and hugged him. “I missed you,”

“I missed you, too,” Izuku said basically melting into Kacchan’s hug, taking in the Alpha’s scent. “Stupid work,”

Katsuki laughed. “Do not get me started,” He kissed Izuku’s head before separating. “Let me get these for you,”

Izuku shoved the takeout bag into his hand, hoping he wouldn’t continue to pry for the other one. “Thank you,” Izuku said, leaving him with the katsudon, as he walked into the kitchen to put up the ice cream. He then took the bag into his and Kacchans room and carefully put it in the closet, then changed into his pajama pants and top. Walking back out, he opened a kitchen drawer and pulled out chopsticks. “So, tell me about this day you’ve had,” he said bringing the utensils to Kacchan as he sat down next to him on the couch, pulling a blanket over him, then taking his meal from his Alpha.

“So, they call me in, on my day off, so obviously I think it’s important, right?” He says, beginning to eat. “But once I get in there, they essentially put me on an honorary guard dog position, I just sit there and watch their official cameras, in this official room, with an uncomfortable chair, and literally it was just me, and then it turns out, the guy they were so scared was sneaking around ready to bomb us or something, was literally just some random tourist who was lost,”

“Ew,”

“EW is very right, pissed me off, not going to lie,” He took a second to take another bite of his food. “Oh, and then when I’m leaving, not have done any actual hero work all day, boss comes by and pats me on my fucking shoulder and says: ‘thanks for coming in, couldn’t have done it without you,’ and I’m sitting there like ‘Actually, bitch, you could’ve, but whatever, I wasn’t gonna say anything, I just nodded and then called you,”

Izuku finished chewing his food before speaking. “That’s dumb, why didn’t they get some random intern to do it, back in our internship days that would’ve been extremely cool, he acts like you haven’t been working with him for years,”

Kacchan nodded. “That’s exactly what I’m saying!” He took a deep breath, “I think I’m done talking about it now, what’d you do today?”

‘Oh y’know, panicked about telling you about our unborn child’ “I just cleaned around a bit, watched TV, then realized I wanted ice cream, realized we didn’t have the kind I wanted, and went to get it, not much else to say,”

The two ate, and once they were done, snuggled close to each other while watching TV. About an hour later though, Katsuki excused himself to go take a shower, and Izuku knew this was when he should do it. As soon as he heard the water running he ran to grab his stuff so he could set it up. He grabbed the two tests. (Which he left in the bathroom, so he pretended he was grabbing the shirt he needed to be washed by tomorrow)

Once he had everything, he made sure the test caps were on tight, and he placed them on the counter. He then opened the mug cabinet, and placed the new mug in it. He then stuffed the toy lion in it, followed by setting the onesie next to it, the tests then going on the onesie.

Everything was now in place. He went and sat back on the couch, getting more nervous by the second. He continued watching TV, so when Kacchan walked back out, nothing would look suspicious.

However, once the water shut off, he knew in only moments, Kacchan would know, and that was so crazy to him. He just stared at the TV, trying to process his thoughts before his Alpha walked out and he had to act calm so he didn’t spoil the surprise.

It was about five minutes when a wet-haired Katsuki walked out of their room and didn’t even sit down on the couch before asking if Izuku wanted tea. Izuku said he would, and then Katuski turned on the kettle. While the blond waited for the water to boil, he sat down next to Izuku and motioned for the omega to come closer to him. Izuku had no problem complying, and went to lay on top of him.

Bakugou ran his fingers up and down Izuku’s back. They sat their in a comfortable silence while the water boiled. They just sat, enjoying each other's company. Sometimes that’s all people needed- was to feel the presence of someone they loved, rather they spoke or not.

However, as soon as the kettle began ringing, Kacchan gave Midoriya a kiss, and slowly sat them up. “What kind of tea do you want?”

“Any kind,” He said, cuddling back up to his blanket. Oh god, Izuku was so nervous.

“Easy enough,” Katsuki mumbled. He went to the pantry and grabbed their tea first, set it on the counter, then went to grab the mugs. As soon as he opened the cabinet, he froze. “Wha? What’s-”

Izuku shifted nervously on the couch. Katsuki turned to face the omega, he had the little stuffed rattle in his hand. “Are you? You’re?”

All Izuku could do is nod.

“Oh, my God,” Kacchan put the toy down and ran up to his Omega, engulfing him in a hug. “This isn’t some prank, like you’re actually pregnant?”

“Why would I lie about something like this?”

“Oh, I don’t know,” Katsuki said, holding the smaller male tight. “We’re gonna have a little person walking around,”

“We are,” Izuku said, wrapping his hands around the alpha’s waist.

“This is so amazing, Izuku,” He said, kissing the top of the omega’s head. “You’re the best damn thing that’s ever happened to me,” He said, planting a kiss on His Omega’s lips.

They were ready to begin the next chapter of their lives together.

[pickledpascal]

The Life Sentence

Chapter Nineteen: Fit For A Queen

Masterlist

Summary: A wedding can be quite magical, don't you think?

Notes: Thank you so much for reading this! As I said before though, there will be a prequel to this story.

Warnings: SMUT, 18+, traditional values mentioned.

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Now this was quite a magical day. A full year later, a few months after Zemo was officially and happily pardoned from the UN, he and Alexstrasza were getting married. A nice summer day in the middle of June. Flowers blooming all over the place, bees were buzzing, and, well, Peter had officially graduated from high school! It all made Alexstrasza so emotional but in the best ways possible.

Everything was so beautiful at the venue the couple chose. It was outside, a nice sunny day so the conditions were absolutely perfect. There were vibrant flowers of bright blues, pinks, and, Zemo's chosen color, purple! 

He was going to be married again so of course he wanted a nice, stylish wedding, but even if he wasn't detail oriented, he knew Alexstrasza would handle that. However, Helmet wanted Alexstrasza to relax. She deserved it after dealing with him for two years. Plus, it was her wedding day, they shouldn't need to worry about all that.

Speaking of, Alexstrasza was in the process of getting ready for the wedding. Her white hair was braided to perfection with small purple flowers braided into her hair as well. She was having a bit of trouble getting into her outfit, they weren't wearing a dress, so Wanda had to help her get into it. 

"Thank you so much, Wanda. I could never have gotten into this thing without you." Alexstrasza laughed a little, hugging Wanda with a smile.

Wanda nodded back at him, fixing up her hair a bit. "Of course, my friend, you've been there for me so much. I just have to return the favor." The Sokovian smiled.

The Silver Star was wearing an all white getup, it looked like a whole different version of her superhero suit. It had her shoulders exposed, a tight v that exposed a bit of her cleavage. Attached to the top was a light cape that just went from her waist to about her ankle. She wore tight leather pants as well as high heeled boots that came up to the top of her shins. 

Alexstrasza truly looked like the goddess Helmut knew them to be.

Now, for Zemo…. He was wearing a dark royal purple velvet suit with a matching vest and a black bow tie. He looked almost as expensive as he actually was.

"You look great, dad!" Peter smiled, dusting off one of Zemo's shoulders. 

Helmut smiled back at Peter, nodding. Peter had become accustomed to calling Helmut his father and, well, he liked it. He was a father figure to him already and now, he and his mother were getting married. Peter was going to eventually.

The Baron quickly got into his position at the end of the isle, sighing out for a moment as he looked around. He had invited some important people from back in Sokovia but everyone else, Alexstrasza knew. It was small though, not too many people and Helmut liked it that way.

"You ready to get wed?" Sam said from behind Helmut, nudging his shoulder a little.

Every man in Helmut's group was wearing a nice black tux with a dark purple bow tie to sort of match with him.

Helmut sighed softly, giving Sam a smile. "Never been more ready." He admitted softly, a soft look on his face. He was completely over the moon that this was even happening. Alexstrasza chose to marry him.

But then 'Here Comes The Bride' started to play and it kind of all blended together from there. Of course, for Helmut and Alexstrasza it was memorable but it was also a lot.

When it started to die down, it was basically the end of the party. And the couple was about to leave for their trip…. To space.

"I love you, Pete! Make sure everything gets cleaned and please check in on the house every so often." Alexstrasza told him, hugging him close.

Peter was going back to his Aunt's house for the entire Summer because their trip would be about a few months.

The young man nodded, "I promise, mom!" He smiled happily, patting Alexstrasza's shoulder for a moment. "Shouldn't you be saying this to Thor…. Or Sam, maybe?"

"I know not to trust them with cleaning, especially Thor." She shivered for a moment before she smiled again, "Bye, sweetie." Alexstrasza waved one last time before she got in the small ship.

The ship wasn't huge but it had more than enough room for herself and Helmut. She quickly got into the navigation dock and set a course for her old planet. It wasn't destroyed but….. Alexstrasza knew something had happened to her people, Thanos kept saying something had. That something was him.

"Hello, Alexstrasza Novali." The ship's AI, Omega, answered in a feminine voice. "Setting a course for Kelvoria on autopilot. You will be there in approximately one and a half days."

Alex nodded, smiling. It was also a chance for Zemo to finally see where she came from. She just hoped the planet didn't look as hopeless as she thought it did.

"Alexstrasza! Come down here!" Helmut's voice yelled as the ship started its course, already hitting the Earth's atmosphere.

The alien sighed, smiling as she rolled her eyes. But they admired the look of space for a moment longer before she climbed down into the bedroom area, surprised by what greeted her.

"Helmut…." Alexstrasza gasped, a light blush appearing on her cheeks.

The Baron was completely naked in their bed, his legs wide open for Alexstrasza. "It's traditional in Sokovia to take care of your wife on your wedding night…. But I want to ask you, if you could take care of me?"

The alien laughed a little and nodded at Helmut, stroking at his thigh for a moment. "I would love to do that, my sweet boy." She whispered, running a hand through his hair. 

Alexstrasza quickly got undressed, Helmut's eyes watching as every new patch of skin was uncovered. Every time he saw them undress, it was like it was the first time all over again. He couldn't believe he was so blessed to see them in their full glory.

And this time, Alexstrasza had a special surprise for Helmet.

Their eyes started to glow and the lines on her forehead, chin, and cheeks started to appear and glow as well. And, as Helmut expected, her tattoos as well. He was even more in awe than before, they were so…. beautiful.

"Good boy…." Alexstrasza smirked, getting on top of him. "What do you say?" She asked with a wink.

Helmut's words were caught in his throat before he remembered. "T-Thank you, mommy." He whispered out, biting his lip.

[bouncyirwin]

KakaSaku Fic Rec | Readers’ Favourites

This took forever. Mainly because I had to retrieve the links myself, but it’s finally here! I present to you the KakaSaku fanfiction recommended by this fandom through comments, messages and asks per my request. Thank you to everyone who sent in their recs and to those who recommended some of my writings. Happy reading! Find 50 fics under the cut.  I added a (*) next to my personal absolute favourites if you’re interested ;) Although I should point out I haven’t read everything on this list yet!

A Study In Movement by @ila-moon-beam | Ongoing | M

Sakura juggles taking care of her 12- year- old, working as a nurse technician and exotic dancer. It's not an easy life, but it's the best she can do given what she has. What she isn't prepared for is Sarada's handsome teacher who she meets at the parent/teacher conference, as well as his surprise appearance at the strip club she preforms at one night with his friends.

Private Practice by @alienwritesstuff​ | Ongoing | M

When nineteen year old Kakashi is injured during a mission, it's Sakura's job to see that he is healed properly. But, Kakashi is interested in a bit more than the healing she can give him. [Age Swap AU]

Nama-Stay Away From Me by @the-copy-mistress​ | Ongoing | M

When Sakura’s impeccable schedule keeps getting thrown by her gym’s ever tardy yoga teacher, she decides to give him a piece of her mind. Things do not go as she predicted. Modern AU.

Moment You Loved Her (back) by LindtLuirae | Completed | T

Some things are just worth breaking for. KakaSaku AU.

Hungry Hearts by @ila-moon-beam | Ongoing | M 

Sakura is a single mom who works tirelessly to finish her bachelor's degree. She does what many other single moms her age do; they go to school, they work, they take care of their children. Except, things are different for Sakura in her last semester of her college career. Her daughter, Sarada, will be staying with her grandfather, she will be TAing for this mysterious new Professor at her university, and she will soon find a familiar face coming back to haunt her; determined to reconcile their family.

Everyone Goes to Tsunade’s by @mrssakurahatake​ | Ongoing | M 

1920s AU, After their long term business partner forces them out, Tsunade and Jiraiya decide to open their own New Orleans speakeasy. Business isn't going well, can a new house band help them turn things around?

Into Darkness by @lady-otori​ | Ongoing | M

For Sakura, being the granddaughter of the head of the largest Yakuza clan in Shikkotsu wasn't easy. For Kakashi, being forced to consider marriage with the Fire Country's most spoiled Yakuza princess was worse. When the wolf and the dragon of the criminal underworld go head to head, bystanders had better look for cover. [KakaSaku] [Yakuza AU] [Arranged Marriage]

The Beginning, the Middle, and the Coda by @lady-otori​ | Complete | M

The beginning, the middle, and the coda to Kakashi and Sakura's relationship, in which it all begins when he expresses the most important thing in the most awkward way possible. A three-part series of interconnected oneshots, exploring three different stages of their love. [KakaSaku] [Fluff] [Smut]

Reciprocity by @sparkswithyou​ | Complete | M

On a mission gone wrong, one thing goes right.

Insatiable by @somnificsheep​ | Complete | M

Sakura tugs the covers back to reveal dark, pleading eyes looking up at her. “If you don’t mind it in the shower,” she says. “Some of us--” she leans down to nuzzle his forehead-- “have work to get to.”

“Maa, Sakura, anyone else might think you’re calling me lazy,” he drawls. “I’m simply taking advantage of having some time off, is all.”

House of Crows by SilverShine | Complete | M *

KakaSaku. War is coming to Konoha and Sakura is far from home, uncertain of her future. But one thing is for sure, Sakura will protect her unborn child at all costs, whether it be from Konoha's enemies... or from its own father.

Crowns Of Blood And Bone by @raendown​ | Complete | T

He hates and hates and hates until he loves her, slowly and in small pieces.

Daughter of Fire by JulietteDeschemps | Ongoing | M

Sakura got up and didn’t bother brushing the dirt from her dress. She had a feeling she was about to get even dirtier.

She looked at the memorial stone one last time, memorizing the characters without even realizing she was doing it. It would serve from that moment on as a reminder of her determination. She wouldn’t let Naruto and Sasuke join the names carved on that stone.

That was her nindo.

you'll never leave me behind by PersephoneHemingway | Completed | M 

Sakura went ANBU and Kakashi hasn't seen her in a while. They face certain truths.

Masks by madstoryteller999 | Ongoing | T

When Sakura walks home after sending Naruto and the Sasuke Retrieval Squad off, the last thing she expects is to be attacked. What she could have never anticipated is that evening changing...everything.

In which: Sakura's Inner is far more diabolical than anyone ever expected, crows demonstrate themselves to be cruel mentors, the complications of selfdom in ANBU are realized, and Sakura learns exactly how much she hates Kakashi (and how alike they are in the most terrible of ways)

Pink Clouds by CharredCitadel | Ongoing | M

Konoha has fallen to Danzo, and Sakura has fled far away...right into the arms of the Akatsuki. Who would have thought that life as a missing nin could be so liberating?

Wish I Knew You by LindtLuirae | Ongoing | T

A lost bet and a forced dare brings two lonely losers together. Sakura never thought something as absurd-sounding as the 'No More Lonely Losers' program would land none other than Konoha's hottest bachelor and her long-time crush in her lap. KakaSaku. Rating might be upped later.

Mariposa by WhiskeyBlair | Ongoing | M 

It wasn’t until he found himself getting a face full of skull fragments and brain matter that he even realized he was being rescued

To Grow A Garden by Wolfy Tales | Complete | T *

"So what do you think about having a kid with me, Sakura?" - A family focused one-shot [KakaSaku]

Follow Your Nose by @tipsyraconteur​ | Complete | M

Sakura decides to find her signature scent. Kakashi "helps". Things get out of hand. (Kakasaku. One-shot.)

In Case of Blue Scroll by Leola Majora | Complete | M *

In Case of Blue Scroll the Hokage must lock himself in his office and pull his hair out as what he thought were memories of a long lost love turn out to be the memories of a mission he was about to assign his former student, Sakura Haruno.

Konoha Files by @mummapaintstheblues | Ongoing | M

Exactly one year since his partner's untimely murder, Detective Kakashi Hatake is forced back into active duty.

He is paired with up and coming Detective Sakura Haruno.

Through their work together, not only do they catch a killer, but Kakashi begins to see a fresh new hope to the dismal world around him. But is this new partnership enough for him to abandon the darkness altogether?

Kakashi Candyman by @xoxoendoh​ | Complete | M

"Just how much did you drink before coming down here?" 

"Sakura," Kakashi murmured darkly, trailing his hands down her thighs as he knelt at her feet, "I'm still thirsty." 

Kakashi notices that his wife could use a little 'de-stressing' before hosting the Halloween Benefit Gala…. —Swalloween2018, KakaSaku, NC17—

Adaline by @nikkigrand | Ongoing | T *

I would choose you in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I would find you and I would choose you.

I pecan U by merrrcurius | Ongoing | M

It all started with a twig and a razor. The pecans didn't count because they didn't work.

Kakashi's just doing his duty as Captain.

It takes them places.

Discoveries in Oil by @nikkigrand​ | Complete | G * 

Kakashi always knew that he would always be there for Sakura, even when she belonged to someone else. Birth AU

The Fletcher's Heart Paradox by @Moonlady9 | Completed | M 

They are familiar yet total strangers. She knew their names but not the kind of people they were in this moment in time, she knows who they are from her moment in time. 28 years is a long time for people to change, but how much will Sakura change? How long will her heart stay steadfast, now in this new time. Time changes people, and their hearts.

House Calls by Spoiled Sweet | Complete | M *

Always the Team Mom, Sakura opens up her home as a clinic for the hospital-phobic ninja of Konoha. At the same time, her relationship with Kakashi begins to evolve in a way she never expected. M for swearing and later content.

make it holy by faeritell | Complete | T

Neither Kakashi nor Sakura welcomed the names on their skin.

Duty Before Honor by SilverShine | Complete | M *

[KakaSaku] Sakura knew why Tsunade didn’t want a virgin on this mission. Things might get out of hand. Acts might be carried out too far. She was glad Kakashi was accompanying her, but right then she wouldn’t have minded the entire population of Konoha.

The Cabinet Door by @itslulu42 | Complete | M

It says something about her, she thinks, that the only thing tying her to sanity is a talking dog. 

Everything But The Kitchen Sink by @itslulu42​ | Ongoing | M

Kakashi must have angered a god in a previous life. Why else would his soulmate be such a walking cliché? A Kakasaku Variety Pack of Modern Day AUs!

Omega Erased by @ila-moon-beam | Ongoing | M

A shift in equality caused a change in the dynamic between Alphas and Omegas. With the emergence of Alpha woman, the hierarchy reflected as such. Alphas began to mate with Alphas, simply using Omegas for their respective heats and ruts.

They were seen as play things. As a means to an end. As anything but equal to an Alpha. It had been this way for the past hundred years, society punishing Omegas for bringing out the worst in Alphas.

It was an Alpha world, and Sakura was just living in it.

A dystopian omegaverse.

Double Edged by nimblnymph | Complete | M *

Seduction is like a double-edged sword. You never know when you'll go from being the seducer to being the seduced. 

your most important person by @fineillsignup​ | Complete | M

Some people got their soulmarks on their arms or faces or some other place that was more difficult to hide. He remembered how Minato-sensei’s hair would sometimes be lifted by the wind enough to reveal “Uzumaki Kushina dattebane!” written boldly across the back of his neck in crimson. His teacher had sometimes laughed in his gentle way about it, saying that fate was determined to make things easy for him.

Your Most Important Person

Or, Kakashi tries to fight fate and fate fights back.

Or, how many ways can a soulmark screw you over?

Or, sometimes you just have to take what you can get.

the malady of solitude by moonvalentine | Complete | T

A few years after the war, they're still trying to regain their footing.

Friendship by Numbers series by Oroburos69 | Ongoing | M

Sakura's too young, Kakashi's too...different, and neither knows what to do with a real, live friend. Clueless and incompetent, they stumble down the path of friendship, accidentally getting naked and engaged along the way. Seriously.

Take my past and take my sins by @thekatthatbarks​ | Complete | M

Sakura narrowed her eyes at him, not wanting him to play it off like he always did. Her hands came up to his face. “You look like you haven’t slept in months, Kakashi.” Before he could respond, her hands went down to his waist and she tugged at the hem of his pants. Unsurprisingly, there was slack. “And you’ve lost weight.”

“Sakura –“ Kakashi started, grabbing the hand that was at his pants.

A thought crossed her mind, making her blood go cold as she realized. She cut him off with a glare, “You picked up the mask again, didn’t you?”

A Poor Imitation by leafygirl | Complete | M

Sakura is injured on a mission, forgetting everything she knew of life in Konoha.

The Samurai and the Oni Girl by selberias | Complete | T

AU KakaSaku set in Edo-period Japan. Sakura is the descendant of a red-haired foreigner as well as a merchant's daughter. Kakashi is a local samurai who has fallen on hard times, a man whose pride has been broken down to this point. Love comes after.

It's Something Unpredictable (But in the End is Right) by BasicallyAnIdiot | Completed | G

The problem was not that Sakura broke into his apartment.

It was that she had opinions about his defences.

Scar Tissue by @TipsyRacounteur | Complete | M

She comes to him on the type of day that he has way too often—the type of day that almost breaks a man—and she asks him to let her take care of him. And just like that, he starts to let her in, without ever even meaning to. (For KakaSaku Month 2018 Healing Prompt.)

Better Man by Kakashisgf | Complete | M

Sakura and Sasuke have been married for over a decade, but things are far from perfect, and Sakura's beginning to realize that maybe she deserves better. KakaSaku

Say it Again by @nyxako​ | Ongoing | M

A story in which Kakashi loses his hearing during a mission, only to later realize that the only thing he can hear anymore is the sound of Sakura's voice. [KakaSaku]

The Taste Of Fire by @alienwritesstuff​ | Ongoing | M *

**Hogwarts AU** Like a moth to the flame, Kakashi couldn't seem to stay away from her. He knows it's wrong, knows it's too dangerous. But, he's drawn to the fire. And fires like these tear the whole world apart.

Aposematism by @youngjusticewriter​ | Ongoing | T

Pretty things were dangerous more often than not. They had to be.

Don’t you know that the world has a tendency of yanking beautiful things up and leaving them to slowly die wherever they were taken to?

Dear fellow traveler by youngjusticewriter | Ongoing | M

“You’re thinking too much. Let me make you stop,” Sukea offered and, yes, his voice was different but Sakura liked it even if something about it made her mind inch.

“Okay,” she agreed before closing her eyes. She didn’t want to (see the world, she just wanted to wake up to find out the mission had been a bad dream) see Sukea and think on the things that she kept picking up on from him. All Sakura wanted was to be Chinami who was just a traveler just like Sukea was. A traveler who didn’t have people’s lives slip through her hands because she wasn’t good enough.

Destroy the middle, it’s a waste of time by youngjusticewriter | Ongoing | T

“Another one?” Mrs. Takahashi asked, “You’re going to burn yourself out.”

(You’re not good enough to keep working; you can’t endure like others do. You’re too young. You’re supposed to just wait around until your teammates get back because those who abandon their teammates are worst than scum.

And Sakura wanted to laugh despite the loneliness that had dug itself into her skin, and had made her bleed, so not to be shaken off.

They left - they left and now it was just her so why should she wait until they got back? She wasn’t a piece of cake that could be discarded.

Sakura had wanted Sasuke and now she wanted to be better in serving her village. Her crush, her teammate, refuting her didn’t stop her chasing after him even though she should have respected his choice. What was their opinions, strangers opinions, compared to that?)

Then I burn, were the words Sakura wanted to spill out from her tongue, to spew out as though they were poison she studied and used, and I get up from my ashes.

Don’t slam the door, Sakura thought as paws pressed into her hand as though to hold it. It (having to pay for another door) wouldn’t be worth it.

(Don't) lay me to sleep by youngjusticewriter | Ongoing | G

Sakura doesn’t need defending though.

Sakura smiled at the girl, because that’s what Ami is and what Sakura hasn’t been since her dreams started, with tired eyes (with eyes too old because that’s what happens when your soulmate is a jonin with a pretty painted mask).

You got to choose before the choice is pulled from you by youngjusticewriter | Complete | G

Kakashi didn’t greet her with an apology, a lie, or even with a hello. (He wasn’t too for gone that he had neglected himself to point he couldn’t sense her coming.)

That’s okay because Sakura doesn’t smile up at him, she doesn’t (lie) promise everything is going to be okay, nor does she greet her husband like she would have this morning if he wasn’t already out of the house. Sakura didn’t even take one of Kakashi’s hands into her own and give it a small squeeze in comfort, in a subtle way to remind him she was still here. No, instead Sakura exhaled the breath she had been holding in and it doesn’t remove the heaviness she feels in her chest.

“You need to come home.” Sakura doesn’t ask for him to do it for her even though Sakura had too lost their child. (We’re not dead, Sakura wanted to yell, and if you continue to keep your company with them, with the dead, then one day when you do come home we might just have become the company you prefer to keep. We might just become the dead you idolize because you were too late in life to realize how much your loved ones meant to you.)

Ceremonial by youngjusticewriter | Complete | T

With bloodied lips and sharp canines Kakashi smiles at the sight - it’s only for a night after all. In the past he had tried to shove it down, had never voiced that sin unlike the others (so many others) to the tombstones of his fallen comrades, but he’s dying now. He can have it just for a little bit. The air is hard to breath in, its too cold or maybe he’s too out of breath, and there’s clothe from his destroyed mask in his bloodied mouth but that’s okay. It’ll be over soon.

Twisted fingers - Kakashi could actually see a bone poking out of one - reach up to touch but it’s too late.

come through (like the sweetener you are) by exarite | Complete | M

Kakashi was not Sakura's sugar daddy.

(Or was he?)

It Wasn't Even Us In The End by tedthedead | Complete | M 

How many years?

How many years had he been lovesick, a yearning child needy for her comforting touch, a desperate man aching for the soft silk of her skin?

[blouisparadise]

It’s finally time for us to add a second part to our sub bottom Louis rec list! If you’re interested in checking out part one, you can find it here. Happy reading!

1) Give and Take | Explicit | 1837 words

Sometimes Louis just needs.

2) There's No Place I'd Rather Be | Explicit | 2281 words

Harry comes home an hour early and he's in rut. 

3) Blue Eyes, Black Jeans, Lighters, Candy | Explicit | 3629 words

Harry is in Madrid and Louis had a hard week.

4) You Drive Me Wild (You Know You Do) | Explicit | 6632 words

Louis flirts with the Australian interviewers and Harry gets possessive.

5) Call Me Shallow But I’m Only Getting Deeper | Explicit | 7367 words

The one where Louis is a brat so Harry spanks him with a riding crop.

6) Shackles (I Just Want to Praise You) | Explicit | 7562 words

Louis is an extra for a low-budget gladiator movie. His day takes a turn when his shackles turn out to be more than just a film prop, and the production assistant turns out to be helpful in more ways than one.

7) Focal Point | Mature | 8935 words

By the time you read this, I’ll be gone, so don’t bother looking.

Last night was lovely, Harry, I’m sure you agree. Sorry to run, but that’s just how life works sometimes, I’m sure you understand.

Don’t forget about me. xx

P.S. Thanks for the money

8) Let The Beating Waves Come Drag Me Down | Explicit | 9447 words

“Just try it, the worst thing that could ever happen it’s that you won’t like it” Niall had told him. And there he was, on the way to one of these pubs created for perverts, willing to break up the routine to try something new, something that terrified as much as excited him.

One night to get swept up in passion, one night to let the devil get in.

"Tonight, I’m going to make you scream of ecstasy Louis,” he said with a raspy voice full of control, making him tremble with anticipation.

9) Night Out | Mature | 9741 words | Sequel

Symphony hall was the first place Louis had felt at home in this city, and he always had the box to himself. Until tonight.

10) I’m What You Need, What You Need | Explicit | 9829 words

Overworked, under-rested, and a little sex happy, Louis accidentally sends his boss a rather explicit photo of himself. Being a personal assistant was never supposed to be this high risk.

11) Symptoms Of The Culture | Explicit | 14672 words

Harry's fraternity has become obsessed with the newest online game, and they'd like to think they're getting pretty good at it. Only, they keep getting killed by The Rogue, an online player who has no connection to the Frat, but seems to have a vendetta against them.

12) The Seed Inside You, Baby, Do You Feel It Growing | Explicit | 14796 words

Louis really wants Harry to get him pregnant.

13) Damn Your Love, Damn Your Lies | Explicit | 14860 words

“Of course you’d use your free time to go to the gym.”

“Your idea of the best way to spend your free time is annoying your neighbors,” he laughs, dimples carved into his cheeks like marble.

No, Louis likes to annoy Harry. Everyone else on this floor is just an unfortunate casualty.

“No one has complained except for you,” Louis informs him smartly. Which is actually a good thing. If someone other than Harry had complained to him long ago, he would have unfortunately had to stop.

14) Dreams Can’t Take The Place Of Loving You | Explicit | 15496 words

in which Liam is the go-to ring guy, Niall's relentless, Zayn is family, and Harry and Louis are disgusting.

15) Middle Ground | Explicit | 23561 words

Harry moves to a new town for work where he meets the enigma that is Louis Tomlinson.

16) Etched In Salt (Is A Cathedral Of The World) | Explicit | 24416 words

Louis asks for very few things in life, and they are: to solve cases, to keep bad people from doing their bad things, to get good coffee, to go home to a spacious apartment with nobody else in it, and to manage his stupid telempathy powers with minimal interference. And now he's stuck in a tiny cabin in a snowstorm in the middle of god-awful-nowhere with Harry Styles. Because of course he is.

17) Like A Siren In The Night | Explicit | 24868 words

“There is an infestation in my home,” Louis hisses, righting himself quickly and pushing his way past Harry, heading directly for the kitchen. He’s rather haphazardly dressed himself, a coat thrown on over a loose flannel shirt and black pants, slippers on his feet.

Harry resists the urge to sigh, closing the door and trailing behind him slowly. “What kind of infestation?”

For all he knows, Louis is going to claim that there’s a ghost infestation. Harry has no idea what the end game is here – all he knows is that Louis has found at least three complaints a week to bring up since he’s been living on Harry’s property, and he’s been living here for six months.

It’s way too many fucking complaints, is what Harry is saying. Especially when most of them are ridiculous to start with.

18) Can’t Fool Me | Explicit | 30162 words

AU where Louis hates fraternities and would never be into a frat boy. And one of these things is definitely not a lie.

19) If Ignorance Be Bliss | Mature | 30429 words

Uni AU: Harry is too experienced, and Louis just wants to get to experience him.

20) Cupid’s Chokehold | Explicit | 35526 words

Louis is a Cupid who tries to match up Niall and Harry. It doesn't work out as planned.

21) And Touch Me Like You | Explicit | 35971 words

The one where Harry and Louis agree to be each other's New Year's kiss and it ends up being a lot more than they bargained for.

22) Falling Into Place | Explicit | 40757 words

Louis and Harry spend nine years apart but inevitably find their way back to each other.

23) Tangled Up In You | Explicit | 45152 words

Harry blinks once. And blinks again. And says, his voice dangerous: “Niall, did you get me a mail-order bride?”

Because what the actual fuck. It kind of looks like Niall’s just purchased a person. For Harry.

Niall blinks back at him for a few moments, before throwing his head back and howling with laughter. Harry throws a pillow at him. Hard. “No, what the fuck, Harry.”

“A prostitute then?” Harry also doesn't want a prostitute.

“Of course not!”

“A stripper?”

“No!”

Damn, he’s running out of ideas. He settles for launching another pillow at Niall’s head. Niall bats it away easily, still laughing. “Stop!”

“What did you get me, then?!” Niall must hear the tinge of hysteria in his voice, because he’s pulling himself together, trying to stop himself from laughing.

There’s still a big grin on his face, though, when he says, “I got you a professional cuddler.”

A professional…what. “What?”

24) It’s A Long Way Down | Explicit | 52658 words

It’s June 2013, and the legalization of gay marriage is the most discussed political issue in the country. As a member of parliament Louis Tomlinson has decided to do everything under his power to keep marriage between a man and a woman. Little does he know a boy with green eyes and pink lips from his past is on a mission to change his mind.

25) Apples Always Fall (As I Do For You) | Mature | 54609 words

Louis is staying at his Aunt's farm in a small town in Minnesota for four months. To deal with the boredom that sets in a week into his stay, he starts working at the local apple orchard, owned by twenty six year old Harry Styles.

Louis quickly finds himself falling in love with the orchard, and he finds a family in Harry's friends Niall, Liam, and Zayn.

He also starts to fall in love with Harry.

Falling in love with him turns out to be the easy part.

26) Nobody Does It Like You | Not Rated | 58520 words

Note: This fic is locked and can only be read by AO3 users.

Louis isn't looking for a home, but he finds one in Harry.

27) This Feeling | Explicit | 58875 words

A Larry Duet AU.

28) Into The Midnight Sun | Explicit | 63253 words

It's 1983, Harry embarks on his first world tour and Louis is a budding actor in LA. Life spent apart isn't easily adjustable, but somehow they make it work.

29) Why Can’t It Be Like That | Explicit | 63567 words

A fashion AU with a royal twist, where Louis doesn't need a stylist, Harry's thrilled to have a real life Barbie doll, and they're both very wrong about each other.

30) Waiting On You | Explicit | 76584 words

“Vampires,” Louis says with disgust, glaring over at the vampire who is noisily slurping from the woman’s neck nearby.

Zayn gives the neat fang marks on Louis’ neck a meaningful look.

“Can’t live with them, can’t live without them,” Louis finishes, ignoring Zayn when he rolls his eyes.

Louis takes a long sip of his milkshake, presses his fingers against the marks on his neck, and definitely doesn’t think about the vampire who left them there.

31) Cold Little Heart | Teen & Up | 194780 words

Louis is a soft omega with an abusive past and an alpha child.

A few months after getting a divorce, Louis meets Harry, an ex-military alpha wolf that offers him something -odd.

In exchange for teaching him how to cook, Harry will babysit his son, Abraham. Louis really could use the help.

32) Only You Can Be My Alpha | Mature | 196073 words

The one where Louis is banished from his tribe, and lands himself in Harry's instead. The alluring Pack Alpha makes Louis question his nature and he doesn't know how he feels about that. But you can't fight destiny.

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[schoolastica]

12th birthday

In AO3!

Summary:  Morgan Happy Stark-Parker is turning 12 and Tony can't believe he raised a kid until now.

Start:

12th birthday

Tony felt the mattress stiffing, shifting as he felt a small body pressing up into his back. Maybe ten years ago, that could have meant a slow, sweet loving making session with his Alpha, but in the present, today more precisely today, it only meant one thing. So Tony turned around to hug whoever was the little monster that wanted snuggle time before the others got their chance. He was surprised when he saw it was Morgan, she hadn’t done it in about 4 years. Then again, today was a special day. When he faced her, she had a curious look in her face and hugged him tightly, sniffing her daddy in search of comfort.

- Hello birthday girl- Tony hugged back and closed his eyes, just enjoying his 12-year-old daughter. -How are you feeling this morning? - He muttered.

Tony waited for an answer but Morgan just snuggled closer and scented him deeper. That started to worry him.

- Morgan?- Tony called a little bit louder and pulled her head gently so he could see her eyes.

- I can present now- Morgan’s voice sounded unsure- When do you think I will present?

- Well- Tony started to understand why all the comfort was needed, it was indeed a sore topic- It depends on who you are most like to, I presented pretty early, wasn’t even 12. Your dad was a late bloomer, he presented at his late 14’s.

Morgan stopped hugging Tony and faced the ceiling. She had grown to be a lovely lady, full-on Peter-like. Her features were soft and delicate but she had a permanent pout, brown warm eyes, tan skin (from playing so much in the sun). She was also very tall for age, she played so many sports that she had an infinite painting of bruises in her long and lean body. That came because she definitely had Tony’s spunky personality. Any activity that got even close to being “ Ladylike” made Morgan uninterested. Not that Peter and Tony cared about Lady-like things, they tried to give Morgan all the opportunities, that’s all. So they took her in Ballet. Then Gymnastics. Anything that meant dancing and funny clothes was a no-no.

She did like soccer, karate, Nerf guns, and everything in her parent’s lab (there were some incidents but she was a smart kid).

Before Tony met Peter, he thought he was a fluke and that you could tell a person’s gender by its behavior during childhood. Alphas were tough kids, they were possessive, spunky, got into fights, and liked races and trucks. Omegas were calm children, seldom falling and going towards arts and had manners and liked soft things. Betas were medium, they liked to follow a lot, they would find a best friend in kindergarten and follow it for life.

So everyone thought Tony would be an Alpha for exactly this childhood traits, he even found his Beta best friend in kindergarten: Rhodes. He was a spunky and problematic child since the beginning, he would break expensive things and Howard would beat his tiny butt raw and Maria would be the one cuddling him (in secret). He’s genius would be in mind and temper, he would fight with teeth and claws and only be scared of the impetuous figure of Howard Stark.

And when he presented as an Omega, he thought it was a fluke. He had been such a cocky 11 years old. The presentation came after your 12th birthday but Tony presented exactly on his birthday. He was so happy, he spent the whole day in bed, Maria had to cancel his party and stayed by his bedside while he howled in pain, rolled around in sweat and cried painful tears, but he was still happy, he was becoming an alpha! Until the next day, when his scent settled down and his mom frowned upon his sight. The shame that followed would be part of his memories for a long time.

Until he found Peter, an Alpha that everyone thought it was an Omega, a fluke. So really now Tony believes this is all shit. Children will behave the way they like and biology will take care of the rest.

Morgan seemed worried, more than it was normal to be.

- What do you think I will be? - She questioned, still looking at the ceiling. Tony felt Peter slightly shifting by his side, and he knew that his mate was listening, but letting them have this conversation.

- I think that you will be an amazing woman, Morgan- Tony stared at her, hoping that she would understand his feelings. She sighed. - What happened honey? That’s not like you.

- The kids in my school were telling me some stories about people that presented Omega or Beta and were expelled from their home- Morgan got her face against Tony’s chest again and her voice wavered with tears held back.

- What? Baby!- Tony sitter up and managed a 12-year-old into his lap, like he did when she was a small baby. Morgan was full-on crying now and Peter gave up staying out of the talk and also set up.

He came in Tony’s help and tried to give soothing words for his daughter. He glanced worriedly at Tony while petting Morgan’s back.

- Okay, Morgan, listen to me.- Tony whispered to her in a calm tone- Those stories are from the past. People don’t do that anymore, well, only buttheads do- Peter glared at Tony.

- There’s nothing wrong in fearing the presentation, Morgan- Peter rubbed slow circles in Morgan’s back as he talked in a slow and steady voice- But those stories are about sad, horrible times were ignorance laid bare in the world. We love you so much, we loved you since before we knew your face and our love doesn’t have a limit, baby.

Morgan’s cry had quiet down to light hiccups and now Tony was rocking her gently back and forth and her hiccups were slowly fading. She slowly took her head out of Tony’s shoulder and decided that she wanted her Alpha daddy, so she shifted towards Peter, who gladly took her and smiled at his partner. Tony felt joy then, especially watching his mate help calm their child down. When he presented, his mother had cried disappointed tears and his father haven’t even looked at him. And started treating Tony like if he was less then nothing. He never got snuggles from his mom anymore.

And he felt joy because none of his children would ever feel like it. They might feel fear, which was normal, but they would never feel ashamed or abandoned. His child was scared and she knew that coming to her parents was the right thing. And if that wasn’t a great way to show Tony that he was on the right path, then he didn’t know what it was.

After Morgan’s tears dried and her hiccups faded, Peter took her to the Penthouse kitchen to make her his “ special birthday breakfast ” like it was the tradition. They had the whole day planned and couldn’t let a day like this start like that. First, Peter would make the special breakfast and wake the kids while Tony had called Pepper, Nat, Wanda, and Vision to help set up the perfect picnic in Central Park. The birthday party would be a picnic and about 40 kids would attend it so they had work to do. Passing through the kitchen, he saw Peter finishing up the breakfast while Morgan helped him and the sleepy-looking Maria and Harley we’re watching them.

In Central Park, they organized everything. The Picnic tables had green and red tablecloths and they hang the letters “Happy Birthday Morgan” between two trees. They cleaned the leaves and set up the games for the children and set up a table with all the food that Nat brought. They also made sure that all the paparazzi were away from where the party would be. When everything was ready, Tony called Peter saying he could take the kids to the park.

Peter arrived with the kids and they all managed to look somewhat presentable (leaving Peter in charge of setting the kids up was like letting a child dress the children up). Morgan had her usual casual clothes, Maria was in all her glory in a pink soft dress while Harley was in his favorite t-shirt, a red one with an Iron Man figure, and had the saying “I am Iron Man!’ written on it. Their kids were beautiful, mind you.

Morgan was a cute kid. She was the most similar to Peter, she had her soft chin and his eyes. Completing 12 today, you could see she was going to be as tall as Tony, for she had a slim and tall body for her age. Her deep brown hair was cut short in a spunky style, never bothering itself into a bun and being almost constantly dirty. Maria also had almost nothing on Tony, she was Peter all the way down. Her hair was light brown, long and soft, permanently combed and tied with bright ribbons or held up in tiaras. Her eyes and her baby-like cheeks formed a beautiful face, similar to her older sister and Alpha, but also unique. Now, Harley, that one was something else.

Harley was Tony’s copycat, something that even frightened him a little bit. To see a picture of Tony at 6 years old and to see a picture of Harley was almost to see the same thing. Almost, and that was important. Because Tony’s childhood photos were black-and-white and presented a sad boy, clearly suffering through a bad father and hard times. And that was not Harley. Harley was an energetic 6-years-old, he smiled 24/7, and no photo of him ever presented the contrary. He was a copycat of Tony, except he was way happier, cheerful, and more looked out for.

Morgan’s eyes shone in the sight of her pretty party and as soon as the kids started to arrive, the chaos was unleashed. Tony and some parents took care of the barbecue and the other foods while Peter took care of entertaining the kids. At 31, Peter kept having energy enough to impress all the parents that saw him attracting the kids with uncountless games and songs and even some magic tricks. And so the day went on, the party was a success. The kids were having a blessing, some of them had scratched knees or sore members, but all under control. If there was any sight that the weird theory that kids behavior could say their gender, it was destroyed here. Morgan and her pals were all in for playing violent games of chase and soccer, Harley would get excited to play with his sister so he would follow her like a puppy while Maria and two of her friends played a quiet Tea Party, all pretty and sweet.

When the time to sing “ Happy Birthday ” arrived, the sun was giving the first signs of it going down. Morgan was already so dirty, but Tony managed to gather all his kids (including Peter) to get closer to the cake and help sing the song. Morgan was so excited that she blew the candles with all the strength her lungs could express and everyone cheered loudly.

In the end, all the kids left slowly, all with a tired face, sore knees, and full stomachs. With the help of all the adults there they managed to clean things up while an exhausted Harley slept in the grass near them and Morgan and Maria enjoyed the last pieces of cake they could have. Tony took Maria in his arms and Peter took Harley and they both held each of Morgans’ hands and took them back to the Penthouse. They thought about showering the kids but they were so tired that they just put them in their beds and let them drift off to deeper sleep. Tony put Harley into his bed and just looked at his soft face, feeling his calming scent and just for the fact he existed.

When Tony finally got up from the little’s bed, he noticed Peter in the doorway, watching them. Peter moved silently and kissed Tonylightly. They hugged each other in the darkroom, only illuminated by the light from the hallway, and they just breathed each other scents for a while.

- If you ask for anther kid right now, I’ll punch you babe- Tony muttered. Peter snorted a laugh.

- Nah, I was just thinking how lucky I am.- Peter’s voice was full of joy.

- How so?- Tony questioned. Peter sighed and hugged him tightly.

- I mated with my teenage crush- Tony wasn’t sure, but Peter seemed to be blushing- I mated with my teenage crush, and our eldest child just turned 12. Im the luckiest person in the world.- And now Peter’s voice was shaky with what Tony bet was tearing. The kid was so weak sometimes, pfff.

But Tony couldn’t complain at all, especially when his eyes were moist. Yeah, they were lucky. Peter had his teenage crush and Tony, he had a new beginning. All his suffering, all life had thrown on him, all made sense if he got Peter Parker at the end of the night. So they retired to bed, holding each other close and preparing for their morning routine. In the early days, they could enjoy the quiet night together, but they were both dead tired. Instead, they got to cuddle and talk until they drifted off to sleep.

Of course, everything turned different in the morning.

[spidercakes]

Have an ABO beauty pageant AU with omega!Peter and alpha!Tony!

*

If Tony’s honest he only came to this shit show because he wants to see a some snooty beauty contestant eat it on stage and also because he loves his mother. If he’s really honest he’s here because at least the contestants are hot and also its been awhile since he spent any time with his mom, even if he’s pretty much stuck doing nothing all day while she essentially judges a bunch of omegas on how hot they are. Which is kind of offensive in Tony’s opinion but if he’s stuck here at least they all look nice even if absolutely none of them seem to have their shit together. He found a damn shoe in the hallway of all things and he’s got no idea who it belongs to.

By now the hallway is mostly empty save for the occasional person making their way through from the audience and Tony has no idea if he’s like... supposed to leave the shoe or what because he doesn’t really want to carry the damn thing around. He’s contemplating what the hell he’s doing here when someone bursts out of their room and wow. He stares, kind of in shock for a moment because he didn’t really think people came that pretty.

The omega looks down the opposite end of the hallway Tony is on, then turns to look in his direction looking panicked until he spots Tony. He frowns, unsure why he’s relieved but then the omega starts walking towards him and he’s really confused. “You found my shoe, thank god!” he says excitedly, pulling the shoe from Tony’s hand.

“Oh um. Yeah, found it in the hallway,” he says stupidly. Fuck, usually he has his shit together way more than this but this guy looks so beautiful in the pink dress he’s wearing. The flowers, sparkles, and tule look etherial on the omega and Tony is struck a little dumb.

The omega heaves a sigh of relief as he leans against the wall and sticks a foot out from under the dress, pulling the shoe on and adjusting the buckle before he pulls it closed. “God, I thought I was going to have to go out shoeless. Thank you!” he says again and he leans in to hug Tony. He stands there, unsure what to do when the omega pulls back, gives him another smile and takes off at top speeds. Tony blinks because what the fuck just happened?

He shakes his head and makes his way back to the audience because he happens to know they call the contestant’s names before they come out and he has got to know who that was.

*

Peter Parker is the guy’s name and he’s even more beautiful under the stage lights than he was in the hallway. Tony tends to find these things kind of wooden because they are, in the contestant’s defense, but Peter looks at home on stage in the way he moves. He’s confident and fluid in his movements and Tony thinks he might be a little in love.

When Peter leaves the stage Tony stops paying attention and starts working up some kind of plan to talk to Peter again. He considers his options while someone else takes the stage, quickly growing bored and sighing before he picks himself up and goes outside. Fresh air is supposedly helpful, not that he’d know given that he prefers to be holed up in his lab but hey. Might as well try new things, right? He makes his way around to the back of the building to avoid the possibility of people trying to talk to him, ugh, so he can think. There’s got to be some way to run into Peter again that doesn’t involve a shoe he found in the hallway.

He’s considering somehow running into him back stage or something when the smell of cigarette smoke hits his nose and he wrinkles it. “You look adorable like that,” a familiar voice says and Tony looks over to find Peter standing by the door to the building.

“I think you have to be like, fifteen feet away from the building or something,” he says and really? What is he, a god damn cop? He doesn’t even like cops.

Peter lets out a soft laugh and Tony melts a little. “Hmm, probably. Come here,” Peter says, holding out a manicured hand. He’s pretty sure he couldn’t have said no even if he wanted to so he wanders closer while Peter flicks his cigarette away. Once Tony is close enough He grabs the lapels of Tony’s suit jacket and hauls him in closer, “I’ve got like an hour or so before I have to be on stage again. Think you can do something in that time frame to make it worth potentially being late?” he asks, grinning at Tony.

He smiles back because that’s something he can do. He lifts his hands to Peter’s waist, fuck that dress is so beautiful on him and Tony can’t wait to take it off, and pulls Peter flush to his body. “Oh, I can definitely do that.”

Peter’s smile grows brighter and Tony swears he swoons, “great, because I’m stressed and I could use a little stress relief. And you’re really damn hot,” he murmurs.

*

“For god’s sake Tony, all you had to do was behave for one day,” his mother hisses and honestly that’s rude.

“I think I did fine,” he says in his own defense but Maria rolls her eyes.

“Do you think I’m stupid? I’ve been your age, I know what sex hair looks like, Tony.”

He wrinkles his nose, “not something I need to consider, mom.”

“Leave the contestants alone, they don’t need you distracting them,” she tells him.

Tony snorts, “oh, he was the one distracting me, trust me on that.” He gets another dirty look and he figures maybe he shouldn’t press his luck so he goes back to the crowd so suffer in silence. For all his mother’s worries Peter isn’t at all distracted and does better than everyone else despite his slightly messy hair. It works with the pretty pink dress he’s wearing, shorter than the one he’d had on for formal wear. Tony does his best not to drool but its difficult when he knows what’s underneath. He’s hoping Peter might come find him after too not that there’s any guarantees and shit, after this maybe Peter will be too happy with winning a bunch of stuff to care. Its clear he’s the top contestant and Tony doesn’t know shit about pageants so he thinks its impressive that he can tell and no, he’s not biased at all.

When the stage finally clears while the judges make their decision Tony is happy for it on account of its been a long day. Also maybe Peter showing back up but mostly the long day. He doesn’t get how any of the contestants manage to look so happy two hundred percent of the time under hot lights while being judged on how pretty they look doing it when he gets tired watching.

“Miss me?” a voice asks in his ear and he grins, turning to find Peter there in that short pink dress of his.

“You look gorgeous,” he tells Peter as, to his surprise, he circles around Tony’s chair and perches himself in his lap. “I could get used to this,” he murmurs more to himself than Peter.

“Uh huh I’m sure you can. And I can appreciate an alpha that isn’t put off by forwardness,” he says, settling an arm across Tony’s shoulders. He sets on hand on Peter’s waist and the other on Peter’s thigh and snorts.

“What idiot would actually turn that down?” From the look on Peter’s face he assumes a fair amount and he frowns. “Seriously?”

“Alphas seem to think being in beauty pageants means I’m like... demure or something.”

Tony wrinkles his nose, “gross. On a less depressing and stupid note I’m like, ninety percent sure you’ll end up winning whatever the top awards are. No one even compared to you.”

Peter’s cheeks turn a little red, “flatterer,” he says but Tony ends up being right so he takes pride in the ‘told you so’ look he gives Peter.

When his mother finds him after the stage is cleared he’s got his arms around Peter’s waist and Peter notices her first because he goes from giggling at Tony to somewhat star struck. “Well,” Maria says, “at least you have good taste.”

Peter lets out a soft squeak before he turns to Tony. “Oh my god your mother is Maria Stark?”

Tony frowns, “why do I feel like that’s supposed to mean something?”

The fact that Peter looks a mix of dumbfounded and offended tells him that should be important but he doesn’t get it. “Oh my god I’m so sorry your son is Like That,” Peter tells her with meaning.

Maria shrugs, “I’ve made my peace with it. Now, if he didn’t like Wonder Woman I’d have to disown him.”

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Stages: The Deal

Stages: Acquaintance Pt.4: The Deal (Chapter 5)

A/N: Finally it’s here, a title for this small story I have been writing. ( New Year’s Dress, The Cake, The Bike, The Team Dark Rose)

Previous: https://another-sonic-blog.tumblr.com/post/190338829140/the-team-dark-rose-shadamy

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Synopsis of ‘Stages’: Strangers, Acquaintances, Casual Friends, Close Friends, Intimate Friends ... Lovers? This story will follow the growing friendship between Shadow and Amy. Will their relationship lead to love? 

3K, SLOW BURN, ShadAmy

Now, let’s begin.

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"Hey Rouge ... Why is Shadow always so ..." Amy turned around to face the one she was talking about. "Grumpy?"

They were currently walking in a forest, trying to look for the location Sonic sent the help message to G.U.N.

  Everyone was good ... but Shadow of course.

Rouge let out a small laugh, "He is always like that but I have to admit, he looks grumpier than usual."

"Is it because I am here?" Amy asked.

"My detector confirms it." Omega interrupted the two and Rouge nodded in agreement.

"I still can't believe you challenged Shadow to a motorcycle race." Rouge laughed a little bit louder. This peaked in Shadow's interest.

"I can't believe it either," Amy responded.

"Also, where did you get a motorcycle?" Rouge asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Shadow doesn't let anyone ride his bikes...especially BB and the bike with a rose keychain," Omega added.

"Oh, I rode the one with the rose keychain, I gave him that bike after all."

"Really? Well, that is not as strange I guess. It will be really strange if he did let you ride BB." Rouge said, she looked around the forest as she paid attention to the area.

"BB? That is his favorite bike, right?" Amy asked.

"Yeah ... He is super protective of BB. If he ever lets you ride BB, that means he likes you." Rouge teased, "Romantically, I mean."

Amy blushed instantly at the comment, she laughed a bit nervously. "That can't be true, come on. It's Shadow we are talking about, he-"

"That assumption is correct. Shadow has only let one person ride BB. He really liked her ... romantically ... my sensor doesn't lie." Omega said, making sure his steps were heavy enough so Shadow wouldn’t be able to hear their conversation.

"What?" Amy exclaimed, "Shadow liked someone?"

"Yes, didn't you know?" Rouged added, "She used to work for G.U.N. until-"

"It's here."

The three jumped as they heard Shadow right behind them.

"WE WEREN'T SAYING ANYTHING!" The three of them screamed in unison.

Shadow looked at the three with a monotone face. Of course, he knew that they were hiding things from him.

But right now, he didn't have the time.

"Yeah, sure." Shadow added, "Anyways ... According to the GPS, this is the place Sonic sent the emergency message. Split and look for clues."

The three nodded. Amy walked around, looking at the grass to see if there were any clues of the blue one.

However, her mind was occupied thinking about Shadow. She still couldn't believe that Shadow was actually in love with someone. Without any doubt, Shadow kept surprising her.

She shook her head, right now it wasn't the moment to think about that.

"Now, if I was Sonic ... Where would I be?" Amy thought.

She looked around her, the tall trees caught her attention the most. If she was Sonic, there was one place she would like to be.

Shadow tried to keep an eye on the members. Rouge was to his right, Omega to his left and Amy to his-

Ah, Chaos.

Shadow looked everywhere. He was about to panic until he found Amy on top of a pine tree.

"What do you think you are doing?!" Shadow asked angrily. "Get down here, now!"

"Shh!" Amy said to Shadow in which that instantly made him angrier.

"Get. Down. Here. Now." Shadow added, "Or I'll make you."

Amy kept climbing and climbing. As she got higher, Shadow's voice became smaller. She will deal with Shadow's anger later. She noticed blue fur and she sighed in relief as she noticed Sonic sleeping softly in a tree branch.

Amy cleared her voice.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING!?" Amy screamed in which Sonic jumped drastically.

"Amy? What are you doing here? Wait, what am I doing here? What's happening?" Sonic looked at his surroundings confused.

"AMY IF YOU DON'T GET DOWN RIGHT THIS SECOND, I SWEAR FOR ALL CHAOS THAT YOU WILL REGRET IT!"

Sonic looked down the tree. "Wait, that's Shadow?"

"Yes, Team Dark and I came here to look for you and Tails," Amy responded.

"Wait, Tails?"

"Sonic, you went missing for a whole month! We didn't know about you and you sent an emergency message to G.U.N. Tails came to look for you and now he is missing as well."

 Sonic's eyes widen in terror. He grabbed Amy's hands to try and get a grip on himself.

"I ... I don't remember anything."

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"Alright, let's start from the beginning ... What were you doing before going into the forest?" Rouge asked.

Now, Team Dark, Amy, and Sonic were in Twinkle Star Village. A nearby village next to where they found Sonic. They were in a small hotel room.

"I was actually coming here. I heard that this village was terrorize by criminals and decided to check it out." Sonic added, "I was running through the forest ... and I don't remember anything else after that."

"Well, now that's strange," Rouge said.

"We should do an investigation," Shadow added. "Tomorrow morning, we-"

Shadow was interrupted as someone paranoidly knocked on the door.  

Omega opened the door and a villager showed up, scared.

"Please help! Mercenaries! They are destroying the village!" The villager said, almost begging.

"We will be right there!" Sonic said.

The villager left and Sonic immediately stood up from his chair, he got close to Amy and extended his hand to her.

"What do you say, Amy? Want to kick some butt with me like the old times?"

Amy giggled as she took his hand, "Let's do it,"

Shadow rolled his eyes in annoyance, "Rouge, Omega you both go look for clues about Tails whereabouts. Sonic, Amy and I will go after the mercenaries , be careful."

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Shadow was baffled at how good they looked together. They were perfectly in sync even when they were fighting. Blue and pink fighting together, and him ... alone.

Not like he needed someone anyways.

Or so he thought.

Sonic and Amy fought five mercenaries as they protected each other backs. Sonic was fast with his punches and kicks and Amy was very talented with her hammer, like always.

Shadow looked at the pink one once again as he threw one of the mercenaries to the ground, smacking him right in the face. Shadow had to admit that Amy was a ferocious warrior. He even would like to train with her someday.

But of course, he will never say that out loud.

Distracted as he was, a mercenary was heading behind Shadow, ready to attack him.

He turned around and put his arm in front of him in order to protect himself. He waited for the mercenary to attack him but the hit never came.

Amy was right in front of him, protecting him with her hammer. The hammer made contact with the mercenary's sword and now it was battle of strength.

Amy won and push the mercenary away from Shadow and her.

"You alright, Shadow?" Amy asked.

"I don't need your help," Shadow said.

"I know," Amy added, "But I still want to help you."

Amy noticed that Shadow's hands had a tight grip.

"Why?" Shadow asked, "Why do you ... help me? Why are you like this ... to me?"

Amy was surprised. She was confused at Shadow's sudden change of attitude.

"Because ... I-"

"Amy!" Sonic ran towards Amy, he looked up and down at her, making sure she was alright. "Are you alright? You aren't hurt right?"

Amy looked around, there were no more mercenaries around. She smiled and nodded, "I am good, and you?"

"Never been better." Sonic looked side to side, nervous, which was a strange view for Amy. "Look, Ames, after we find Tails and get the answers we need... I was wondering ... If you and I could ... spend some time together-"

"Omega, Rouge!" Shadow said loudly as he interrupted the couple.

Rouge landed softly in front of the three hedgehogs and Omega wasn't too far behind either.

"We have confirmed the location of Miles 'Tails' Prower," said Omega.

Sonic got close to him asking immediately, "Where is he?"

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"My husband found him in the woods and brought him here," said a very old cat woman. "Your friend was terribly beaten and worst of all he is infected with a strong poison."

"Is there a cure?" Amy asked.

"Yes, there is. There is a blue flower called 'Silent Princess'. On the outskirts of this village, there is a cliff, right underneath it, you will be able to pick up the flower." The cat lady added, "Bring me five and I'll make the cure."

The air felt heavy as the cat lady left the team on Tails’ room. Candles lighted the room and gave enough heat to warm everyone. This was no hospital room, but it was cozy enough to make everyone feel welcome.

A few minutes passed and nobody said a thing.

"Alright then," Amy said as she stood up from her seat, "Sonic, you stay and take care of Tails. Whoever did this might comeback. We need your abilities in case things go wrong. Rouge, I am sure more mercenaries will come eventually, you will work as our vigilant. Fly above the village and if you see anything strange, contact everyone. Omega, you will be our first defense in case more mercenaries come. Go to the outskirts of the village and be on the lookout."  

Amy turned around and looked at Shadow, "Shadow, I need your speed. Carry me all the way to the village's cliff as fast as you can and I'll do the rest."

"Is everyone ready?" Amy asked.

"Yes, captain." Sonic smiled at her proudly, he was happy to see Amy doing the thing she does best. Being a good leader.

However, not everyone was happy with it. "Since when did you start giving orders?" asked Shadow.

"Since you stopped given them, now let's go," Amy responded as she playfully patted on his right shoulder.

Shadow sighed loudly. Damn Amy Rose... She was good.

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Amy and Shadow arrived at the cliff after running for 10 minutes. It was a beautiful one indeed. The vast pine trees surrounded the cliff, the wind ran through the tall grass as fireflies illuminated the air. The moon and stars shone brightly and the ocean underneath the cliff crashed against the rocks.

"You can stay here, I'll go down the cliff and get the flowers," Amy added as she got closer to the cliff. Amy was ready and past walked Shadow but his voice stopped her.

"No, you can't go."

"Why not?"

Shadow wanted to make up any excuse, anything that might stop her from going down that cliff and being put in such a dangerous situation. He knew that when it came to Amy, it was already a lost cause, however.

But he had to try.

"You are a temporary member of Team Dark, I am the leader and you must follow what I say," said Shadow.

"You said so, temporary, not permanent. I don't care if you kick me out." Amy added, "Don't worry Shadow, just stay there and don't move. I know how afraid you are of heights. I don't want to put you in an uncomfortable position."

Amy Rose was just way too good at reading Shadow. He even was beginning to wonder if she had some type of special power.

He didn't tell anyone about his ... problems with heights.

"How did you know?" Shadow asked as he watched Amy descend down the cliff, still, he kept his distance.

"It was more of a lucky guess. When I was climbing that pine tree, you were so angry I thought you would go after me. But you didn't, and then I realized that your apartment is on the first floor." Amy said as she successfully landed in a large rock that was attached to the cliff.

"I am not scared," said Shadow, hiding the truth. "Have you found the flowers?"

"Yes, I am almost done," Amy said, "And it's ok to be scared, I mean Sonic is scared of water."

"I am not like Sonic," Shadow sat down in the grass, looking away from the cliff and staring into the forest.

Silence surrounded them for a few seconds until Shadow heard Amy speak again.

"... So, I heard... There was someone you liked."

Oh, so that was what Omega and Rouge were talking about with Amy.

Reminder to self: Make them run ten extra miles for training.

"What about it?" he asked.

"Nothing ... I am just happy."

"What?"

"Happy that you have feelings."

Shadow rolled his eyes in annoyance. He played with the grass around him and looked at the fireflies that moved in the air. A few seconds passed like that in which the atmosphere became too silent.

Way too silent.

"Amy?" Shadow asked, but there was not an answer.

"Amy?" He asked again. "Amy?"

Shadow laid on his stomach as he crawled towards the cliff, trying to take a peek underneath the cliff.

He watched the ocean under him and he felt dizzy as soon as he saw how above the sea level he was.

But he couldn't look away, he needed to find Amy.

"Amy!" Shadow screamed, "Amy!!!"

He began to panic and his heartbeat began to increase, he began to sweat.

He was fighting an internal dilemma. He didn't know if he was scared of heights, or if he was scared of losing her.

"Am-"

"I am here." Shadow flipped from his stomach to his back and immediately stood up from the ground as he saw the pink one standing right in front of him.

"Where the hell were you?!?" Shadow screamed at her, embarrassed.

"I was on the other side of the cliff, picking the last flower."

"You know what, this is it! I am done with you!" Shadow continued and Amy was offended at his response.

"What are you talking about?"

"I am sick and I am tired of having to take care of you! I knew I shouldn't have brought you here!"

"Last time I check, you decided to bring me here! I was fine going alone!" Amy yelled back at him and she knew that now, there was no way back.

"If you went alone you would have been killed by now! I don't want G.U.N's Commander blaming me for that!"

"Shadow, just admit it!"

"Admit what?"

"Just admit that you worry about me! That you care for me!" Amy exploded, she gulped quickly to pronounce her words clearly.

"Just admit that you worry about me because ... you like me, don't you?" Amy added, "You like me ...as a friend. But you are too stubborn to admit it."

Amy noticed that Shadow's face was intimidating. The ruby eyes he possed had become blood red. His stance was firm as he walked towards her.

Finally facing her, he held her arms with both of his hands and he made it clear.

"I don't care about you. You are nothing but a burden. The only thing I have done is take out those guys who were molesting you and now look at you! Assuming that we are friends."

Shadow made a pause as he put his face close to Amy, making sure she understands every single word he says "You want to know why I did that? Because I pity you. Look at you! You were the leader of the Resistance, and now you are nothing but a waitress that can't seem to take the hint to leave me alone."

Shadow moved away and expected an angry reaction from Amy.

But her expression didn't change.

"I know ... " said Amy, "But deep down, I had hoped that you ... That you were doing nice things for me out of the kindness of your heart."

Shadow stood quiet and Amy continued.

"That day at the G.U.N. ball ... you didn't care how I was dressed, you didn't seem to care that everyone thought I was a failure.”

I felt so happy that someone like me could become friends with someone like you." Amy added, "I am working very hard and you have no right to put me down. If this is how you treat everyone who tries to get close to you, then I can see why she left you."

Amy knew that Shadow must have mixed feelings, but right now they weren't in the position to waste any more time fighting.

"I'll do you a favor," Amy sighed as she continued, "Carry me back to Tails and after this mission is done, you will never have to see me again. I promise."

Shadow wanted to take everything back. He wanted to beg for forgiveness. To tell her the truth. To admit that he immensely cared for her, that he appreciated every single thing she has done for him. From baking cakes for him in the middle of the night to withstand him even when he showed her his worst attitude.

To thank her, for actually being the first person who cared for him in such ways that warmed his heart.

She warmed his heart in ways he thought it couldn't be possible since it was broken.

But Shadow was incredibly dense and stupid.

His mouth was dry and he could only say one word,

"Deal."

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Acquaintance Pt.4: The Deal: END

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Next part: Soon.

A/N: We will be entering a neuw arc called ' casual friend'. I am already writing the next chapter. I hope everyone is enjoying this!  Thank you!

[godess-of-the-void]

Numinetale Chapter 8

When The Fell Brothers and Love got in the Lab, Nightmare and his gang had came up to “greet” them. “Well, well. Who do we have here?” Nightmare looked at their LV. “Humm. Your LV is crap. But at least you ain't those ‘heroes.’ What do you call each other?”

Edge growled, “Edge, Red, and Love. And we ain't here to join your little LV Gentlemen's Club. Where is our father? We know Fell is here!”

***

Gori hovers his hands over Sweetheart, “It's okay Sweetie, you are going to be okay.” Sweetheart, a Frisk with flowers growing from their body, lifted their arm which Gori grabbed. His Green Magic isn't strong enough and he knows that Sweetheart also knows. But they kept on smiling anyways. “Sis? Is there anything we can do?”

“I can ease their pain, nice and quick.” A pink wearing girl said with a deadpan face.

A tiny Tori made a face of pure disgust, “Mercy killing is not on the cards.” A girl in a shredded purple dress ran to Sweetheart, using her body as a possible shield for a possible attack. “Don't worry Aliza. Betty isn't going to touch Sweetheart.”

A Chara step in, “Stay away from Sweetheart, Betty. Unless you want to have a Bad Time.” An Asriel with a rainbow bandana grabbed the Chara by the arm.

“Hey, Shifty. Your identity is showing. By the way what kind of name is Shifty anyways?” Betty mocked the red head.

Shifty shrugged, “Just borrowing it from a friend who was also borrowing from another friend. To be honest no one knows the real identity of the original Shifty.” Betty scuft, mouthed 'weirdo,’ and walked to the farthest side of their cell. Shifty kneeled down closer to Sweetheart and the others, “Don't trust her, guys. The fact she knew what I meant means she heard it before.”

Tori nodded, “Definitely a Genocide kid.” The door to the room opened, “Speaking of Genocide, here is Death with Geno.” Tori and Shifty left their brothers and Aliza with Sweetheart. “Hey Death? Any news?”

The God of Death opened the cell door and gently gave an unconscious Geno to his friends. “Slim and Black have returned over an hour ago. They ain't talking. Worried their cover will be blown. Sci is in bad shape but still alive. Hyper have a message from outside, 'Get ready. Karma is coming.’ I gotta go. Wait for the signal.” Then he left.

***

Damnit. Damnit. Damnit. Where are they? Yandere looked all over the True Labs and didn't find his spouse. “Never seen a gray skinned human without a face before. Not only that but your SOUL keeps changing color. Interesting.” Fell's voice was coming from the room with the DT Extraction Machine. Yandere followed the voice. The description of the person Fell was talking about sounds like his better half.

***

A month before Yandere and his loving mate fell into a rip. It felt like his universe was ripped to pieces and then put itself back together. He rushed upstairs when he heard a scream from the master bedroom. “Flowery? What happened to me?” There stood a gray faceless creature. “Daisy. Daisy! DAISY!” The creature was saying their panic word as if a thousand of people was saying it insync. Flowery yelled their name only for it to sound like static.

***

Yandere shook his head. Clearing all thoughts of the past. It was hard. Their friends and the monsters were very supportive. But everyone else. The humans denied them as a member of their kind. Yandere shook his head again and looked around through the vents.

Not only was his spouse strapped to a table in front of the god awful mechanical abomination, but a bruised and naked skeleton was lying on the floor in a corner. Fell was more interested in the flower’s spouse than the skeleton that is clearly hurt, most likely from Fell himself.

Yandere moved to the vent closer to the skeleton. “Sci? Wake up, Science.” Sci flinched and opened his eye sockets. Before he said anything, “blink your sockets one for ‘yes’ and two for ‘no’. Okay?” One blink. “Are you okay?” Two blink. “Can you stand?” Two blink. “Okay. I am here with the calvary. Stay still and I will get help.” One blink.

***

Death joined a fellow “villain.” He introduced the other cloaked skeleton as his “quiet brother” to the others. Death kept his hands off this skeleton, not knowing if his companion would survive his touch. Death got the reputation for being a villain because, well, he is the Grim Reaper himself, and no one questioned that the tall hooded man was his Papyrus. No one questioned him period.

“I saw them earlier.” The Reaper reports. “The formal Royal Scientist is coming with some help. Prepare to travel with passengers.” His companion nodded. And left.

***

Then everyone in the Nightmare Squad started to laugh! Dust, a Sans with his hood covering the top of his reddish purple eyes walked up to the Edgy counterparts. “So you are Fell's Sans and Papyrus? Bad news for you, I guess… Just bad.” Dust thrown a collection of bones at Edge, Red, and Love.

Nightmare snickered, “Tell that Goddess of yours that she have to do better than that.” The Nightmare Squad save for Dust walked back to the elevator. “That is if you and your friends can survive.” The elevator door closed. Damnit. They knew they were coming.

***

“Pysst! Pysst!” VI, Sans, and Stretch arrived in the True Lab. Yandere got their attention from a nearby vent. “Some friends of mine can be found in the main cell, a younger Sans that we call Sci and my spouse is with Fell at the DT Extraction Machine, and Red, Edge, and Love are fighting Dust in the lobby.”

“do I even want to know who dust is?” Sans lost all humor in his voice and let out a long sigh when VI shook her head. “the main cell is not far from where we are. the DT Extractor is farther ahead.” Sans eyelights shined brightly for a moment, “yandere? how do you feel about going omega on the true lab?”

Yandere smiled his creepiest smirk, “Start with the Extractor first and work my way up to the main floor?”

“you got it pedals! how fast can you collect the souls needed?”

"Already ahead of ya.”

***

The lobby was a mess. But then again, three skeletons with a good amount of LV battling a psycho with full LV. Of course it would get messy.

Scorched marks and bones scattered everywhere. The three edgy skellys were out if breath even though they didn't have any lungs. They managed to defeat Dust without killing him, simply knocked him out cold.

Dust made two mistakes. The first one was the fact he underestimated three monsters from AUs that lived by a 'kill or be killed’ rule. The second mistake he made was overestimating his own power. It didn't mattered if his LV was 20 when he was outnumbered with three others with LV 8-14.

Love smiled, “i wanna go down there and get sweetheart.”

“HEH!” Edge slapped his new adopted brother's shoulder, “I CAN'T WAIT TO MEET YOUR SOULMATE! BUT WE MUST WAIT FOR OUR FRIENDS.”

“sounds like a plan to me!” Red gave his taller alternet a wink. And pointed his thumb towards the unconscious skeleton, “besides. we gotta get sleeping beauty tied up.”

***

Yandere looked out through the vent. He was debating on how to go Omega without hurting Sci or his spouse. His glasses will definitely be broken after this. Not that his glasses mattered, his Honeypot is what matters.

Best to remove Fell Gaster from the room. But how?

Something wet dripped on his head. Yandere was frozen for a second, the flower turn around slowly and saw…. His dog?

“Endogeny. Good puppies! Did you followed me and Mommy through the AU Rip?” Endogeny was a little smaller compared to their original size thanks to the heat of Hotland and a little bit of DETERMINATION that had revived them when he and his lover, now spouse, gave their ashes to Alphys on the surface five years ago. “Hey? You see that mean skeleton with Mommy?” Yandere smiled at the low growl coming from Endogeny. “Wanna help me get back Mommy?”

***

The sounds of destruction were heard deeper in the labs. “What the hell is going on?” Nightmare and his crew left their prisoners alone with Death and his brother to tell Fell off for destroying their lab.

Black and Slim joined the reapers just as they were unlocking the cell. “welp. time to go.” Everyone turned towards the direction of the familiar voice. Slim and Black gave a sigh of relief at the site of VI, Sans, and Stretch. “everyone ready?”

The Reapers, Stretch and VI took the lead. While Sans, Black, and Slim took the rear. Aliza, Rei (Shifty's Asriel), and Gori were keeping Geno and Sweetheart on their feet. While the smol Tori and the Chara with the green hoodie kept their eyes on any potential threats, including the pink girl with the creepy ass smile.

“Glad to see ya again.” Stretch smiled at the tall Reaper skeleton. “Sorry I couldn't save ya.” The hooded figure nodded and gave Stretch a firm pat on his shoulder.

***

How the hell did an Omega Flowery got this far in!? Not only did he destroyed the DTEM, but have a hold of the gray human and the young Sans. And as if to mock them the Omega was playing with what looks like an Endogeny type of puppy, while at the same time had them at a standstill.

Nightmare gave orders for his crew to follow. Killer tried to stabbed the Omega while Error wrapped the Flowery up with his blue strings. Only for the Flowery snapped the strings and used a vine to toss Killer off of him. Dust was still in the lobby playing around with the Fells. Blood, his brother, and Pred were still in Waterfall. And the Reapers are guarding the kids. And Fell… is utterly useless against an Omega. But where the hell is Black and Slim?! Very convenient that they aren't…

Fuck!

“THE OMEGA IS A DISTRACTION! BACK TO THE MAIN CELL!” Nightmare was outraged. How did he not sense the HOPE from the prisoners? That would be a dead give away that something was up. Also he stopped sensing Dust's emotions a while ago. Dust would have relaid his brother's report by now. Dust was the only one who can see or hear his dead brother, Phantom. Making him the ultimate spy, but he had to play with the Fells!

The Omega broke through, passed the Destroyers using his vines to block the exit. “Wish I can stay, but we have places to be, kids to save. Later losers!” The Omega Flowery used his claws and vines to move thru the corridors that lead to the elevator. The gray human and Science hold on for dear life onto the screen face.

When they made it to the elevator the others were already there. Sans waved them over, “okay, here is the plan. The kids will go through first with the swapfells and the death guys. The rest of you go next while stretch and i are last to go in since he and i can use Karmic Retribution.”

The Chara and Tori gave each other a knowing look before the door open. They stood behind with the second group. As the first group made it to the lobby floor Geno was much more wake and standing up without help. He lend towards Shifty and Tori, “are the kids safe?” His two friends nod. Geno let out a breath smiling, “good, now the three of us don't have to pretend anymore.”

Before Sans and Stretch had a chance to question Geno's statement some of Nightmare's gang started showing up. “Heh. Let's say Karma is always on these guys’ side.” VI winked at Sans and Stretch. Geno, Shifty, and Tori moved in position. “Looks like the Nightmare Gang is going to learn the real meaning of ‘ A BAD TIME.” At those words an army of Blasters and an entire arsenal of bones, flames and red knives was over their heads, revealing that Geno, Tori, and Shifty are all Judges.

Luckily for the second group the elevator door opened. The second group, including Yandere (who is no longer in Omega form), got in while the five Judges and VI stayed behind. “Go! We will slow them down and teleport back afterwards!”

***

When the second group joined the others in the main floor they were surprised that the kids was nowhere to be seen. Only ones to meet them was Love, the Fells and a very angry Dust tied to a chair. At the sight of Sweetheart, Love picked them up and showered them with skelly kisses and words of affection. Sweetheart smiled when they recognized his voice and build. Sadly Edge had to break their heartfelt reunion. “Sorry Brother Love, but we have to get Sweetheart and the others to the river.”

When they arrived at the river one of Death Bros was there waiting with a very familiar ferry boat, "Tra la-la! Come on and meet Charon, my friends."

"are you kidding me! you're a river person?" Red looked at his brothers, "are you guys seeing what I am seeing?"

"RED, I THINK THIS PERSON IS MORE THEN WHAT HIS APPEARS TO BE. ESPECIALLY IF HE IS TRAPPED IN THE VOID AS WE ARE." Edge stepped onboard and took Sweetheart out of Love's arms so he can also get on.

Once everyone was in the ferry boat. It took off towards Snowdin. It moved faster and faster. Running on top of the water.

"Thanks for saving us FlowJo." The gray human said as they were hugging the glasses wearing Flowery.

"flowjo?" Red tilted his head towards the flower, "i thought ya name was yandere?"

"My spouse calls me FlowJo." Yandere smiled, "Not my fault everyone else called me that stupid nickname." Yandere Flowery gave a deep breath and sighed, "Believe it or not, I am the only Flowery that actually found love. Actually, that is not necessarily true. There was once an endless amount of Flowerys that fell in love with a human with a color changing SOUL before something happened to our AU's timelines. My Sans' theory was that many timelines that mirrored my AU fused together."

"Making you the only Flowery that commit to a marriage deed. And how your human became gray, faceless, and free." The River Person looked on, "Tra la-la! The Multiverse is a mystery even for me!"

***

The lab from the inside-out got trashed. The Au Destroyers couldn't keep up with the Judges and Soulless Goddess. VI grabbed Sans and Stretch and led them back home with the others by 'shortcut.'

"EVERYONE THROUGH THE FOG!" No one remembered which Judge yelled that. But it got everyone on their feet and running through the fog that separates Snowdin and Waterfall. And in the nick of time too.

Tori looked behind her and the others to see the Nightmare Crew right behind them. Only for them to hit the barrier like a murder of crows hitting a window.

"that was satisfying..." Geno smiled and started to walk farther inside the fog, "hope the kids made it."

Tori then started to run, "Shit! We left Sweetheart and Aliza with Betty!"

Swifty, Geno, and the others started to run as well. Except VI who stood there with a cunning thought, "Bete Noire? That gives me a wonderful idea."

[five-stages-of-gris]

Welp, @sadghostgirl001 here it is. Nearly 4K of salt and fluff. I hope you like this.

Warnings: omegaverse, Team Cap being dicks, some feminization but barely noticed

Stephen could say he understood both sides in this rift, as much as he hates to admit it. He still thought it was awful, as it didn’t affect both parties at all.

Let’s recap, to see why our soon-to-be Sorcerer Supreme was getting real tired of his workmates’ bullshit.

It began when Tony Stark proposed Peter Parker, one of his formers students at M.I.T. when he graduated with honors within five years, both undergraduate and graduate programs. He could understand why Tony was attracted to someone as brilliant as him, even though the young man wasn’t older that 23.

And yes, that was the factor that broke tensions between the Avengers. Stephen massaged his temples while waiting for his coffee to be over as his workmates sent the others murderous looks. Why, why did they were fighting for something so banal. Especially when neither Tony, nor Peter Parker where in the Avengers.

That caught you off ward, right?

Well, let me explain something first. After Tony was fatally injured in Siberia, he had to abandon the Avengers’ initiative because of his injuries, as he couldn’t pilot the Iron Man armor any more. He was offered a position as a consultant, but he refused, as last time he was just giving advice to projects he didn’t have control with ended up with three helicarriers crashing on Washington. Also, it was the best time for retiring, and focused his time both in his relief charities and reviewing projects from Stark Industries. It seemed new workers felt safe when he was around, so he was happy to see those fresh spirits making new stuff, and he was glad to mother hen them all. A few years ago, he also accepted a proposition in M.I.T., as part of the engineering department.

Peter was just a college student. He was majoring in Chemistry and Biology, and was assisting to a graduate program Stephen couldn’t actually remember. He wouldn’t have met Tony if the ex-avenger didn’t look forward to meet him, as Peter was currently one of the big gossips between the professors because his brilliance. And after that, as those pink press magazines Wong keeps around said, everything was history. Tony proposed Peter after the graduation ceremony at a restaurants that would probably cost more than the Sanctum maintenance. It was an open mic night, so Tony decided to dust off his musical skills and proposed to the young man while playing the piano, someone recorded it, and it went viral. Maybe that was the intention.

Of course, it became known for the Avengers too, received with different reactions. Rogers and his merrymen got the most visceral reactions: ranging from saying that Tony was a complete pervert for marrying someone nearly thirty years younger than you to saying that Peter was a temptress probably from Hydra who was seducing Tony to steal his new weapons, no mattering that neither Tony nor SI made weapons anymore, the closest to making weapons was checking and repairing War Machine equipment from Rhodes’ personal request, or that Peter PArker was completely clean, as he was a close friend from Gwen Stacy, their friendly neighbour spider sentinel. They met in a ballet academy since they were five and they quickly hit it off, even going to the same major and minoring in ballet studies. Gwen couldn’t understand how Peter could finish college so fast, but the young omega told her she could do the same if she weren’t getting any of her extra “night runs”. She was static after the notice and she was going to defend his friend with tooth and nail.

Alongside Gwen there were others, like Captain Marvel and the Asgardians who didn’t see the age difference as an obstacle, with Carol’s aging being slowed down by space and the Asgardians living for millenia. With them there were others, like Danny and Bruce, who, even though not outwardly supportive, preferred to leave Peter and Tony alone, as they didn’t have any business with the Avengers’ Initiative.

And so those were the sides, with Luke, Jessica and him at the middle, wondering for the one thousand time why did they decided to join.

“Is everyone here?” Asked Rogers on his usual “mission” face. For Stephen, he looked like he just sucked a lemon. As seeing how the rest made a hum of approvement, he began his speech.

“Avengers, we can celebrate that thanks to us the world is at peace. And we can thank all of that to our training and discipline…” Stephen wondered if anyone else had drifted off already. He just sipped his coffee from time to time, drifting some glaces to Rogers to look like he was listening when Gwen got up from her seat, at Stephen’s side, like pushed by a spring.

“LEAVE PETER AND TONY ALONE FOR FUCKS’ SAKE!” she shouted, and if it wasn’t for Jennifer and Stephen she would have thrown a punch to the face of America.

“Sit down, Stacy” Rogers ordered, and for a moment Stephen wished to free Gwen. She didn’t stopped in her accusations though.

“DON’T TRY TO GIVE ME ANOTHER OF YOUR MORALISTIC BULLSHIT! YOU KNOW SHIT ABOUT THEM! I’VE BEEN THERE! I’VE SEEN THEM! THEY LOVE EACH OTHER, AND THAT’S IT!”

“Gwen, I know you’ve seen them, and that Peter’s your friend” Steve tried to placate, something that didn’t work because he used the same tone someone would to a toddler. “But sometimes, we don’t know our friends as good as we think. Sometimes, they might be hiding dark intentions and we just can’t see it because they’re our friends”

“What. Like your friend Bucky, you say?”

The room fell in silence. If Khamala or Miles were there, surely they’ve just blown on screams.

“Ghost Spider. Out” Rogers said, and Gwen stormed out of the room, closing the door with a slam. Stephen leaned into Jennifer and whispered.

“I think I’ve chosen a bad moment to space out, what it’s going on?”

“Steve want us to make an “intervention” on Tony”

“What?”

“He wants to go to Tony’s home and convince him out of marrying his fiancée”

“You can’t be serious”

“He just asked for voluntaries to go to the mission. All his friends offered”

“Of course” Stephen frowned, this wasn’t going to end well. “Someone needs to go with them and keep an eye for problems”

“Yeah, sure, but who? Don’t look at me, I’m not going to bother Tony Stark with those headless chickens”

Stephen sighed. “If you want to do something you need to do it yourself. Hey Rogers! I’m coming”

“W-What?” said Rogers, and his surprise was contagious. Everyone turned their head at him, and Stephen began to regret already his decision.

Peter felt a tickling sensation on both of his sides and nearly threw the pot because of it.

“Tony!” the omega protested, turning to see his fiancee behind him with the biggest grin he could make. “You were supposed to help me with the dinner! Not to distract me!”

“Sorry baby, but you know that the kitchen is my mortal enemy” said Tony, picking a spoon. “By the way what are you cooking now? It smells delicious”

“Oh no, take your hands away from the gravy!” Peter ordered while swatting Tony’s hand with the wooden spoon.

“Ok, ok I’ll stop,” Tony giggled raising his hands in defeat. “What a poor destiny of mine, not being able to taste my fiancée’s delicious cuisine”

“Oh please, Tony. You eat what I cook every day! Nothing’s bad gonna happen if you wait ten minutes”

"Awww, but I'm hungry now!" Tony's hands traveled downwards to his top's end. Peter squirmed, trying to get away from the alpha.

"Please Tony!" he said before going back to the pot, the sauce began to boil, alarming the omega. "Tony, please, can you be a dear and get me one of the casserole plates?"

"Everything for my Prince" he said. He gave him a quick peck while putting the vegetables on the plate, despite Peter's protest. He wanted to help after all.

"Alright, so we have the potato salad, the green bean casserole and the pork chops with gravy, anything else?"

"What? Just that?" Peter closed the oven and looked at the kitchen. "Shit I forgot the croquettes!"

"Croquettes? Peter isn't it too much?"

"And the mashed potatoes! Fuck, fuck this is a mess, sorry Tony!"

"Hey no problem, it's just our Honeybear with Gwen and some friends, there is nothing to worry about"

"...Alright" said Peter with a huff. "Can you get the croquettes out the refrigerator please? I don't have time to make the mashed potatoes myself but there is some of the other somewhere"

In the end, they managed to prepare both the croquettes and the mashed potatoes before the doorbell rang. At the other's side there were Rhodes, Carol, Gwen, Luke and Jessica. Gwen and Peter hugged each other, the spider-woman lifting him and a King a whirl.

"Careful Gwen or you'll make Tony jealous" teased Rhodey, which the billionaire dismissed it.

"Sorry, Tony. I just missed Peter so much!" she said as Peter gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"I missed you too, Gwen. Tell me, how has been your summer?"

With that they moved towards the dining room, staring in complete awe at the banquet Peter has prepared. The dinner was amazing, talking and laughing. It was such a nice evening, those at the start of the summer when the soft breeze cooling the place.

After they finished the dessert, three chocolate ice cream cups with caramel syrup, they began to stream a Spanish movie, something about a bunch of priest joining a soccer tournament, when the doorbell rang again. Peter looked at his guests, asking if someone else was supposed to come. When they answered that no, anyone’s going to come, Tony decided to be the one to get to the door.

He certainly didn’t expect Steve and his gang at the other side of the door, dressed in full costume that made Tony harden his grip of the doorknob.

“Rogers! Guys! ... What a surprise” he mentally chastised himself for the poor rhyme. “What… What are you doing here? There is a mission and you came to pick them up?”

“... Yes. There’s a mission” answered Steve, his expression softening. Tony had a bad feeling about it. “But it’s here, we don’t have to pick up anyone?”

“What? Here? Shit! PETER! GO TO THE BASEMENT!” Tony was about to get back to the living room when Steve’s grabbed him by the shoulder. Tony choked on his breath, he was going to have a long therapy session next Monday…

“Tony, the mission is here, in this house” surely Tony’s expression must have alarmed Steve as he quickly proceeded to further explain. “Tony, we need to talk”

“Wait,” Tony shook his head. “Are you telling me that your supposed mission is coming to talk with me? Steve, it has been years since I left the Avengers Initiative. Not because I want, but because I can’t pilot my armor after Siberia” He said. Someone could read between the lines that last phrase was a quip at Rogers, but that Captain was a bit dense when he was on a mission. More like, he didn’t pay attention to anything else but what it could affect it.

“Tony, is not about that…”

“Yeah, sure. Then why are you coming to my house close to midnight and saying you want to talk to me?”

“Well, technically, we’re not in your house…” commented the Ant-guy he didn’t remember the name.

“If you only came here to blurb ridiculous remarks like the last one, then you can go and kindly fuck off”

“Wow, so much for old friends” said Clint, winning a tired scowl from Rogers.

“Tony, I know we had been bothering you about returning to the Avengers in the past, but today’s different.” Natasha came to the front and leaned on the door frame, letting Tony see her feminine figure. Strange, at the back of the group, did his best to not to roll his eyes as the ridiculous scene. Wanda looked at him with her eyes narrowed, but he was sure the mind repelling spell was working.

“Yeah, right, like it will not jump to that after today’s pathetic excuse is over. Listen, if you came for anything else, I’d probably would have let you in! Really! Anything else! But no, for you I’m only Iron Man. Tony Stark is only a minor inconvenience as long you have my suits. But listen to this words very carefully: I. AM. RETIRED”

“Tony, I swear, we didn’t come to ask you to rejoin the Aven…”

“Tony? Is something wrong?” asked Peter from behind. Tony turned to see his friends behind his fiancée, and he circle a hand around him. For Peter to feel safe. For him to feel safe. “Are these your friends?”

“Well, you can say that…” smiled Steve before Tony could have the time to answer. Peter looked at Tony and frowned.

“Are these your friends Tony?” he asked again, at which Tony answered with a concerned look, like he was afraid of their reaction if he said no. Then, Peter turned to the others, whose were entertained by giving mean sideyes to Steve and his guys. Deciding to be the adult here, Peter put the most natural smile he could.

“I’m sorry guys. I wish we could invite you in but after today’s dinner we are nearly out of food!” something not completely false, as he was surprised to see how much their guests could eat. And the few left-overs that remained were packaged and ready for their guests to take, he was glad they liked how he cooked. “Why don’t you come next weekend so we have time to go grocery shopping?”

“Like Stark couldn’t call and get a supermarket right here in less than twenty minutes” scoffed Clint again, and this time it was Natasha who scowled at him.

“But it’s true!” Clint protested, and for Peter, it sounded like the neighbours’ toddler when she asked for a popsicle when she had already cookies for the afternoon snack. “Look at that ring! It probably costs more than my arrows”

At that commentary, Peter hid his left hand behind his back, feeling ashamed of his expensive gift. Yes, Tony loved to spend money on him, and Peter loved to wear his gifts to show how much he loved them, like that day’s outfit which were composed of a white, green patterned shirt, high-waisted cropped jeans and red and black espadrilles, all from the designer brand Fendi. Tony’s grip tightened, and Peter could smell the faint scent of his alpha, that citric, woody floral smell emerging past his cologne and the remains of motor oil. Peter surely must have been releasing pheromones too, as Tony got him closer, letting Peter’s head on his chest so he could secretly smell his fresh and fruity scent hidden beneath the smell of the kitchen and his perfume.

“I like to give presents my people I love, and my fiancée specially deserves those presents, no matter how expensive they are” said Tony with a possessive growl.

“That’s what we want to talk about!” exclaimed Steve, like Tony had finally gave the correct of an incredibly easy test. Tony didn’t like the other’s tone at all.

“What? That you don’t like how I spend my money?”

“No! not that. Well, it’s related but…”

“They want you to leave Peter” Carol interrupted, while Gwen was already on a defensive stance.

“Wait what?”

“It’s not what you think Tony!” Steve quickly began. “But, can’t you see? Tony, Peter’s way younger than you, don’t you think that there’s a reason for him to get closer to you?”

“What?” That was Peter’s turn to be confused. What was that man talking about?

“Steve, if you’re implying what I think you’re implying…”

“Tony, please, listen to me. I know what you’re thinking”

“No you’re not”

“Please Tony, let me talk for once. What we’re trying to say is that is not normal that a young man like him came to your life after you retired from the Avengers. How can you trust him?”

“Oh shit. Here we go again” complained Gwen before putting herself between the couple and Steve. “Listen I don’t fucking care you’re my superior because the President decided to get you back to being the public after your tantrum with the Accords. But hear me out when I say that Peter’s not, neither was nor will be a bad influence for Tony. Peter’s true to the bone so please stop this before you get himself in a even more embarrassing position”

“If Peter’s so good then why is he spending all Tony’s money?” asked Wanda. “He’s wearing designer clothes everyone can see that”

“She’s right Tony,” Steve squared up his shoulders, liberating some of his hormones that for Peter they smelled foul and rotten, burying his head on Tony’s chest.

“See? That’s one of his tricks Tony” accused Natasha this time, passing a hand through her hair so she could free some of her pheromones too. For tony they were sickeningly sweet, receiving Peter’s fresh smell like water on a dessert. “He’s playing the helpless deer in front of you to occupy all your time, so you can’t pay attention to most important things”

“And what are those more important things supposed to be?” Tony asked, nearly growling.

That question got them without words. Tony was almost impressed, seeing how suddenly everyone shut up with that question. Of course, Tony knew the answer, and he was sure the others knew it too.

“Hmmm…” Steve began, trying to win some time. “Hummh… Your work with SI…”

“I’ve been reviewing and checking SI most important projects since I retired, and I even get them done myself if there’s a request. I just took a step behind to let new talents grow”

“You? Getting out of spotlight? The world is ending” Wanda scoffed, getting a furious glare for Sam, the only one who didn’t talk, but he barely ever talked besides being Steve’s “yes man”.

“I do it for the people who deserve it, dearie” said Tony with such a saccharine tone that even the pet name sounded like an insult.

“You…” Wanda took a step closer but Steve rushed to calm her.

“Tony please…”

“Please what? You are the one who came into my house asking me to leave my fiancée who is, in fact, the person most important to me” Peter could see how Steve winced at the last sentence. “And, by the way, you didn’t answer my question. What are those “more important things” I need to take priority over Peter?”

“Well…” There was the uncomfortable silence again. “... You were a professor at M.I.T. wouldn’t dating with a former student be bad for your career?”

“Not if I don’t teach him, which I didn’t” Tony said in a matter-of-fact tone. Peter turned to see Rhodes’ barely concealed giggle. At least someone was amused with that situation.”

“And… what about your personal projects? ...Or private requests? ...You can’t take as much requests as before before you spend more time with your… with him” ooh goddammit, that was the last straw.

“What? If they are my personal projects I’ll take my time with them since I have no deadlines or whatsoever. And private requests? Are you serious? I don’t do private requests anymore. Now, if that absurd intention of getting my fiancée, my Peter, away from me is over, get away from my sight. And don’t come back, even if it’s not Avengers business related”

“Tony, I…”

“Leave, just leave Rogers. Please”

“I can’t leave Tony. We can’t leave. Not with Peter’s still at your side”

“Then I’ll have to kick you out”

“Please, Stark, like you can do something to us” Wanda sneered. Something completely foolish, as the other Avengers squared up.

“We’ll be happy to help Tony. I think it will be nice to throw out the trash after that dinner” Luke said.

“Guys, just get out please. I don’t want my house to turn into a battlefield”

“Too late Stark” said the Witch with a bright smile as the rest mist began to circle her, but before any of them could take a step, Stephen made a swift sweeping motion and the portal where they came from engulfed them one by one.

“I’m sorry of their number” apologised the wizard. “And to interrupt you, it seemed you were having a good time”

“Oh! It’s nothing. To be honest, we should thank you” said Peter. “Do you want to enter? I wasn’t lying with the food, but I can make tea and we have some pastries if you want”

“That would be great, actually” Stephen said and all went inside the house. Ster the tea the drinks went, and it was nearly four in the morning when they stopped talking.

“Stephen” Rhodey called before he entered the portal to his room. “Thank you for keeping an eye on them”

“Oh, it’s nothing”

“Seriously, thank you. You always seemed so neutral with this situation, I was impressed when I saw you sweeping them into the portal”

“I wasn’t going to let them hurt two civilians you know? Besides…”

“Yeah?”

“When Peter appeared, I saw their auras. I’ve been in many dimensions and worlds, Rhodey, and I can assure you, few times I’ve seen two auras as combined as theirs. It’s like they were…”

“Soulmates?”

“... Yes, you can say that”

“Keep that for the wedding speech, I’m sure Peter will love it”

“Do you think they’ll invite me?”

“After you saved Peter from Steve and his merry men? I should be afraid of you stealing the best man’s position” Rhodey joked before stepping to the portal. When Strange closed it, he took a last look to the cabin. The was a room light up, and Stephen could imagine them in the kitchen, Peter drinking an infusion while Tony cleaned the dishes. He sighed, wishing for them the best of lucks before going back to the Sanctum.