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ABO AU - Alpha! Hwang Hyunjin/Omega! Gender Neutral Reader

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"I'm going to be late," you whined, grabbing your art supplies as you sprinted to the studio. Hyunjin hummed, setting up the object models while he waited. You barged into the studio, "Sorry!" you exclaimed, catching your breath. Hyunjin chuckled, handing you a towel, "Relax. We have all day, pup," he said, ruffling your hair. You exhaled deeply, wiping the sweat off your skin. Hyunjin took your supplies and set them up, "There's water by the table, take a sip and we can start," he said, priming his canvas. You did as told and drank the water, "What's our model this time?" you asked, taking a seat next to him. Hyunjin hummed, "The Clematis flower, it's the symbol for beauty of the heart," he said, painting the background of his canvas. You nodded, "That's quite the meaning," you said, slowly feeling yourself get attached to the project. "Right? It would be interesting to see how we interpret it in our styles," he said, making gentles strokes with his brush. You did the same, letting the flow of the moment guide you when your neck get warm, "Shit," you murmured, trying to rub off your scent.

Hyunjin perked up, his nose flooded with the scent of thick jasmine and mint. You pulled up your hood, "Sorry, Hyun. I forgot my suppressor," you said, tightening the string into a bow. Hyunjin shook his head, "It's alright, pup. I can handle it," he said, crossing his legs to hide his obvious bulge. You beamed, "Thank you, Jinnie," you said, continuing your painting. Hyunjin gulped, his adam's apple bobbing hard against his throat, 'Think gross things, a stinky sock, Gymracha after a workout, fuck, fuck, I can't do this,' he thought, clenching his jaw. He gripped his paintbrush tight and gently placed it down so it doesn't spook you, "I think I need some fresh air, puppy," Hyunjin said, standing up. You nodded, "Oh, okay. I'll just be here," you said, cleaning your brush.

NSFW BELOW CUT

Hyunjin fauxed a smile and waddled his way to the upstairs. He pushed the door open and slumped himself against the wall, "Holy shit, their scent is everywhere," he whined, tugging down his sweatpants. Hyunjin hissed, instantly wrapping his slender fingers around his lengthy cock. His cockhead leaked down his shaft, slicking up his palm with precum. "Hah, puppy. So sweet and warm," he gasped, stroking his cock in a relentless pace. His knot throbbed at the neglect, aching to fill up an Omega's tight ribbed hole but his fist would have to do. You raised an eyebrows, wondering what's taking Hyunjin so long, "Hyun?" you called out, making your way up the stairs but no reply. Hyunjin pumped his cock, his head tossed back against the wall without a care of being caught. You pushed out the door, shivers went down your spine at the strong scent of musk and skin slapping rang through your ears. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, puppy. Please suck my cock," he babbled to himself not realizing you were right there.

You gulped, kneeling between his legs, the tip of his cock begging to releasing. 'Should I do this?' You thought, hesitant of succumbing to the lust. Hyunjin groaned out your name, his eyes shut tight as his back arched. 'Fuck it,' you thought, wrapping your lips around his messy cockhead. "Hah, ah, ah?" he gasped, staring down at you with hooded eyes. You grabbed the base of his cock and bobbed your head up and down his shaft. Hyunjin gritted his teeth, "Fuck!" he cried out, wrapping his fingers through your hair as he began thrusting up your throat. You exhaled through your nose, taking as much as his cock down your throat. "Good puppy, so fucking tight," he growled, using your throat like a flesh light. You felt your head spin, your lips barely grazing the growing knot. "Deep breaths, love," he grit, pushing your head down his cock. Your whined around his shaft, your cheeks stretched to accommodate his pulsing knot. Hyunjin growled, his flared cockhead breaching your throat with a squelchy pop, "That's it, good puppy. So good," he whispered, stroking your hair when he came. You swallowed as much as you could, his knot had your jaw locked in position and it was slowly getting sore. Hyunjin hummed, stroking your jaw, "I know, little omega. I know. It'll swell down soon, Alpha promise," he reassured, pampering kisses all over your messy face.

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Pelican Queen/Rain Summoner Excerpt

Series Introduction | Chapter One (also on AO3) | Updated Content Warnings

The first Act II chapters are now out on AO3! Han's full introductory chapter will be up sometime soon; in the meantime:

Sadira's younger sister makes landfall ill and alone and must decide what to do from there. We also find out what Dagny was actually up to. Approx. 1,000 words under the cut.

Content Warning for abduction, some violence, thalassophobia and drowning/near-drowning.

The sounds of the sea raged in Yanna’s ears. She lie on her back in the lifeboat, freezing and sore.

Lightning lit up the clouds. The one the sailors called Ghost-Hand threw a tarp over her to protect her from the elements, but the wind tore it back. Rain pelted her face.

Sailors surrounded her on creaking benches. In a fevered daze, she watched their arms strain at the oars as their boat lurched in the storm. Waves slapped the sides of the boat and knocked it closer to white spires of rock jutting from the ocean. The sailors flinched from the sting of the spray.

The sailors yelled at one another until their voices were as rough and raw as the storm. Ghost-Hand sat center on the bench opposite her, right fist tight on one oar, his blunt wrist fastened to the other.

He shouted over the roar of ocean and wind. “How far to the mine?”

One of the sailors squinted through sheets of rain. “Not too far,” she shouted back. “But the weather’s blown us off course. We’ll have to wait it out in the first cave we find.”

Cold, foaming water undulated beneath the benches. Yanna freed her hand from the sodden blanket and reached her fingers into the surge. Her mind grew clearer as she focused on the power writhing in the storm.

Sharp beads of rain softened as they hit her. She focused on the weight of them as they soaked into her skin, soothing scrapes and sunburns she had earned at sea.

Many days had she spent staring at the mosaics back home, wishing for the talent of her siblings and their ancestors. She had studied the ancient figures pushing and pulling the tide in the tiles, the gentle arc of their arms as they quelled a cyclone.

The fever left her too weak to calm the sea or soften the rain. But the blood rushing through her hand told her she could guide the boat to safety. If she could just sit up and reach her hand into the water, she could direct the waves to take them where she wanted. But then the sailors could take her where they wanted, likely to Giuliana, and she would be captive for who knew how long.

Panic knotted in her throat as thunder rolled overhead.

A cold shadow fell over the boat as they rowed into a cave. The waves jostled them against the rock floor even after they dropped anchor. Yanna closed her eyes and tried not to throw up what little remained in her stomach.

Her head pounded. Her throat stung with every breath. In the end, she was too afraid to remain unaware of what progress the sailors made, and she forced her eyes to stay open.

Ghost-Hand surveyed the cave entrance with quick, sweeping glances. “You’re familiar with these salt caverns,” he said to the sailor who answered him earlier. “Do all of them have more than one exit?”

The sailor twisted the ends of her tarp to wring out the water. It hit the flooded floor of the lifeboat with a splash. “Hardly none. This one looks like another abandoned mine. Sea must’ve damaged the back tunnels.”

Yanna’s plan expanded as she listened to them. She still had a chance to escape before they reached their destination.

She moved her hand back and forth in the floodwater. It rushed from one side of the boat to the other, slowly gathering momentum. She moved her hand faster. The sailors were too busy fighting to steady the boarding plank to notice.

Yanna urged the water to move faster still. The waves smashed the lifeboat against the cave floor. She clenched her jaw to hold her resolve. She felt like her head would burst as the lifeboat slammed back and forth on the water. The boards started to creak and split apart from the pressure.

A leak sprang at the side of the boat, and the water level rose to the sailors' knees. They jumped from the benches and raced to grab emergency supplies.

Ghost-Hand shouted a curse as the boat tipped backward. He looked at Yanna with a flash of realization.

The sailors hurled water out of the boat, but it was too late. The sailor Ghost-Hand had consulted earlier managed to leap from the benches onto the cave floor, but the ground was slick. She lost her footing and fell face-first, motionless on the rock. Another grabbed onto her ankle to help heave himself onto the treacherous slab, scrabbling to find purchase.

Rather than manipulate the surf to ensure he met a similar fate, a more pressing issue kept Yanna’s efforts elsewhere.

The force of the tide grappled with her as she struggled to throw off the heavy tarp. It floated beside her briefly before sinking below the swirling grey-and-green surface of the water. As she tried to swim around it to the ledge, her foot caught in the tangle of fabric.

 Fear prickled in back of her mind. The tarp pulled her down, and she lost focus.

 As soon as she did, the sea’s onslaught turned fiercer. She felt the terrible pull of the lifeboat as it sank at the center of a small whirlpool. Panic engulfed her. Saltwater poured into her nose and through the gaps in her teeth. Saline overwhelmed her senses, filling her with despair and the certainty of death. Her strength left her as quickly as it had come.

Two sailors who’d made it to solid ground were still desperate for the reward they were promised for her capture. They worked as a team to drag the edges of the tarp toward them as if she were a fish caught in their net. Their tugs separated her from the thick wool at last.

Yanna floundered, still gasping for air. She paddled away from them, but she couldn’t swim far.

Ghost-Hand, who had early on thrown himself into water far from both the lifeboat and the shelf of rock, swam towards her. She thought he was going to save her, as he had once before, but his expression turned cloudy when he got close. He stopped and retracted his hand.

The shock spurred Yanna to fight again. She twisted in the water, pushed her soles against his chest, and kicked away from him. She swam for the mouth of the cave, but the pull of the whirlpool was too great.

She grabbed onto a flotsam board bobbing nearby.

 Somebody’s hand clamped around her wrist and held fast. It was the sailors again. They had almost pulled her to the cave floor. Ghost-Hand maneuvered towards them and pulled Yanna out of their grip.

 He didn’t want the sailors to have her, but neither did he seem to mind the thought of her drowning. Why?

Yanna held fast to her piece of driftwood and kicked away from him a second time. His grip was solid.

 They were close to shore, they had to be. If she followed her instincts rather than fear, she could make it to the beach and leave this long nightmare behind. She closed her eyes and urged the sea to float her from the site.

 One of the waves curled over her face and filled her nose with saltwater yet again. She resisted the urge to gasp for air until the wave rolled past and broke Ghost-Hand’s grip on her. Coughing and sputtering, she watched through bleary eyes as the current pushed him out of reach, towards the dwindling whirlpool.

 He tumbled back in the surf, grasping at debris from the boat as it span around him. He caught an upended chest and whipped around, eyes searching, while the waves carried her out of the cave and into the rain. She caught a last glimpse of his face, as round and pale as the moon, watching her as he disappeared from view.

 Yanna let the current push her through the maze of white, glistening rocks jutting from the seabed.

The sailors’ cries vanished under the waves. They couldn’t hope to reach her now.

Yanna heaved a shaky sigh and rested her cheek on the board. She floated along like that for a long time.

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 The rain stopped. Listlessness returned to Yanna, and when the water became shallow, her strength left altogether. She lie still and let the tide propel her the rest of the way to shore. Sandbars dragged beneath her feet, and sharp reefs cut at her ankles. It was all she could do to stay afloat.

 The sea pushed her onto a pebble-strewn beach. She lie stiff and battered on the shore, feeling relief only when the tide washed over her legs. Drenched from the sea, every breeze riding on the dusk brought another bout of violent shivering that seized her to her core.

 The raucous noise of city life carried in a steady thrum somewhere above her. She tried to crawl towards the noise, but her arms refused to carry her. Now that she was on land, illness stole back into her body. She could barely keep her eyes open.

 “I’m not dying,” she said, hoping the words would fool her body. Her voice came out in a croak, no louder than a whisper. The effort seared her throat, but she whispered them over and over again, desperate and afraid of falling asleep. Tears stung her eyes.

 The world faded into blurred shadows and muffled noises. She opened her eyes again when footsteps crunched in the pebbles nearby.

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Mutuals my Ferrari man is being attacked for being extremely funny. Omegaphobic dare I say.

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[a|b|o, α!Mob wants to mark his mate with cum (18+)]

MobRei | Mob Psycho 100 Omergaverse 23-05-2023

[#mobrei, bukkake, a/b/o]

Reigen wasn't so sure what had come over his mate, really he wasn't usually like this, even when in rut. Mob had never been this possessive, marking every inch of his body with bite marks, hickeys and his scent. As if it wasn't enough to make everyone know that Reigen was /his/.

Maybe suddenly having many alpha clients coming to the office hadn't helped, especially when many had tried being handsy and flirty with him. Probably didn't help that he had tried teaching Serizawa how to massage people, which had led to the other alpha's scent sticking to him a little bit due to Reigen being the test dummy. Poor Serizawa had looked pitiful under Mob's glare and low growl when he came back to that.

All of this cumulated with Mob's upcoming rut had likely not helped.

Reigen had never really been into being come onto, it felt kinda gross when it cumulated too much. Yet today it was as if Mob just decided to ignore his whine about it, doing it over and over again (not that he was allowed to do so inside without proper protection anyway).

Reigen could tell he was marking him some more like this, knowing it was kind of common for alpha to smear cum all over their omega to scent them more strongly, but Mob had never really shown any interest in doing that, even less with Reigen's distaste for it.

Reigen was coming down from yet another high of pleasure, feeling tired after the many rounds (he wasn't young anymore). He felt a bit confused when he felt Mob moving up the bed, straddling his upper torso and keeping him from moving much.

"Arataka" the alpha mumbled, hand working on himself, gripping at his forming knot.

Reigen was a bit too late to realise what he wanted to do to stop it, closing his eyes by instinct as Mob started coming all over his face.

Reigen could feel the hot semen landing on his face, some likely messing his hair up even more. Could feel drip a little, making a sticky mess of his face.

He didn't like it at all, maybe he should scold Mob later.

But his inner omega was revelling in the act.

He felt embarrassed at how he was whining and purring at the action, not moving at all as he took it all. Something deep in him overjoyed that his alpha was marking him like this, was using such a method to do so on him.

He felt drunk on the heavy scent it was leaving behind.

Really, the only thing he could smell at the moment was Mob, all over and around him.

When he finally opened his eyes again (not without cringing a little at some having landed close to his eyes and stuck to his eyelashes), he found Mob looking down at him, looking so pleased with what he had just down. He could feel the happy rumble coming from him, travelling through him and only feeding his inner omega even more.

They stayed like this for a while, Mob lazily smearing his come around, until he finally moved off of him.

He nuzzled against his mate's neck, kissing him and calling out to him as he carried him to their bathroom. At least his young alpha still had enough mind to try and make his mate comfortable after what he did.

Reigen hope this wasn't going to become a trend, even though instinct wanted it to.

Although, he would lie if he said he wasn't at least a little happy that Mob wanted to mark him that badly to show off who he belong too that he would use that method.

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(sorry this one is shorter, bukkake ain't my thing tbqh 😂😭 prolly turned more to facial, I am no bukkake expert, but I didn't want to turn it into multisomme when that option lost in the poll 😂)

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Omegaverse pt1

Karasuno

Daici is an alpha and nobody can deny it. The strong scent of oak, orange and Good coffee just out of the mocha is difficult to get rid of if a hug or being close enough to him happens.

For this reason in the first year, he had "the safety distance" that he put into practice when an omega approached.

Sugawara Koshi. He is the most beloved alpha of the school at home of his appearance. Several omegas try with him, who, not being interested, goes away calmly. He prefers Betas. Its smell is Linden, Passion fruit and coriander. During matches, his inner Alpha gets so excited that he sometimes has a hard time keeping it at bay.

Ennoshita is a quiet boy, many mistake him for a Beta. Instead he too is an Alpha. The smell of him is not very strong. Lemon tea with mango and cinnamon, it's a typical smell for an omega. All this is due to relatives. The grandmother is an Alpha (alpha women are rare) the parents beta. He likes omegas with short hair.

Tanaka. Even for him it doesn't have to be said. A strong Alpha who loves the beautiful manager Kiyoko. The strong personality greatly affects the smell of her. Spices, roasted meat and a light night of tiger lily, younger alphas fear it.

Hinata's entire family is made up of betas. but he is an Omega. Until his sister was born, his uncles thought he was adopted. Also Natsu Is AN omega. They also smell very similar. They both taste like clementines. For Hinata it is also calendula and honey.

Tobio is also an alpha. He doesn't really like the attention he gets from omegas. He is blatantly gay, he will never admit it though, due to a super straight blonde alpha who would make fun of him. (Cof, cof, tsukki, stop please...) It tastes like milk, salmon and parquet wax. When he gets pissed he only tastes like rotten milk.

Asahi Is a big alfa With BDE. Unfortunately this causes many to see him as a nasty alpha, territorial and very aggressive if he touches his partner. It's nothing true. He's so sweet of a man, his alpha sends angst filled vibes whenever someone doesn't understand his good intentions. Vanilla, cherry tree and earth are its smell. Most of the time it just feels earthy. When she walks into the gym, she can smell her full scent.

Tsukishima kei. This guy is an Alpha. He doesn't know that his best friend loves him. He just can't see it damn, he needs more glasses ... Deep down he likes the company of Bokuto and Kuroo (He won't even admit it under torture though). And yes. He would make fun of Tobio if he found out that he is gay. If Yamaguchi confesses, he'll turn so red that he'll risk exploding. Its smell is of spicy udon, mint and spray paint. When Yamaguchi argued at the retreat, he was so frustrated that the smell As a chemist he did not take off his clothes.

Nishinoya, This little sliver of pure energy is a beta. His Kohai are terrified of him, again for the same reason. He hangs around like a sentinel alongside Kiyoko and Yachi. This ball of energy, it's so fast, third years don't know how to handle it. except Sugawara. the small and overly energetic beta calms down when he senses that i The alpha of the captain and the number 2 make them nervous. Although it happens that Yuu doesn't give a damn, so he ends up running away from his senpai. . It tastes like star anise, chilli pepper and green tea.

Kiyoko: Obviously it's an Omega. It's not true, she's an Alfa ass kicker too. She knows how to defend herself well from the alphas in heat who hit on her. And she hurts him, all right if she hurts him. Since alpha females are rare, they are also the most respected. So she could conveniently tell Tanaka and Nishinoya to stop "protecting" her. But he likes their liveliness. Its smell is of roses, whiskey and tobacco, inherited from his grandfather.

Yachi is considered the cutest female omega of the first year. She doesn't know, otherwise she would have passed out from embarrassment. When she met the team she was so nervous that her smell was undefined. He loves and admires Kiyoko, his omega would start crying like a baby if he ever made such a big mistake in front of his senpai. She and Asahi get along well, as they are both insecure. Its smell is composed of wildflowers, blueberry mochi and sea breeze.

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why did i get more scared seeing your header normal again then when i first saw it all werewolfified

because it means i had to start hiding theyre starting to hunt me down anna they suspect my werewolfness and u love me and are concerned for my safety and anna i domt have much longer one day they will find me yet what they don’t know is that when they find me.THEY WILL B TBE ONES WHO ARE AFRAID 🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸

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SECOND masterlist! This masterlist has all my writing from 02/10/24 up until now — for my earlier works check out on my FIRST MASTERLIST <3

👻 = from my Kinktober!

MONSTA! 👻

WILD WILD WILD 👻

Bad Bad Boy 👻

PONY 👻

Girl, I'm Into It! 👻

KNOTTY GIRL! 👻

NNN

Madam.

BUTTER

FEVER FEVER FEVER

BUMPIN' THAT!

DDD

CHERRY-POP!

JUNO

O-O-O-OBSESSED!

Animals — Yes, your best friend is secretly an alpha. Yes, he acts like a fúcking anímal when he rúts. No, you don’t think you’ll make it out alíve. 👻

Corpse Groom — Till déath do you part…or does it when a déathly error leads your newly-wedded husband to be from beyond the gráve? 👻

The Initiation — From now onwards, you’re the madam of the Gojo clan - and your clan leader husband is going to prove it to everyone.

Cake or Fake — The only birthday gift your brother’s best friend wants? You. And not just for fake-dating…

Love Thy D!LF — Yes, your neighbor is a hot, pérvy D!LF. Yes, he’s a total tease. No, you don’t think your poor new bed frame is going to stay in one piece…

SCREEN QUEEN! — To see a movie or to make one? Four times Geto Suguru absolutely ruined you for the cameras, and the one time outside of them.

Sweetener — You, hit by your heat cycle and accidentally calling your best friend over in a daze. Choso Kamo, your utterly sweet best friend - and totally not an aIpha, right? Right?

SOON—!

My Oh My — Trick or treat! The mean ínmate in Room 6/9 doesn’t want halloween candy - he wants something else much, much sweeter. 👻

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