#hq omegaverse fluff

[teamatsumu]

At any given moment, i am thinking about Apex Alpha!Ushijima.

Not just alpha. But apex Alpha.

It’s pretty clear even from a distance that Ushijima is like no other alpha around him. Taller than any of his fellows, undoubtedly broader, he takes up space in a way the others fail to. His face is set in a perpetual blank look. Something in his expression screams ‘watch out’.

He also has an excruciating presence. When he enters a room, the scent of every other alpha pales in comparison. Even before he presented, Ushijima had an aura about him, so no one was surprised when he presented not only as an alpha, but an apex.

Shiratorizawa is proud to have an Apex in their ranks, considering how rare a breed they are. Ushijima is a star pupil, a star athlete. Shiratorizawa’s golden boy. The alphas revere him. They can’t even bring themselves to have a jealous streak when it comes to him. All that exists is envy. And the knowledge that they can never be him.

And the omegas. Oh lord. The omegas throw themselves at his feet. Often figuratively, and sometimes even literally. An apex alpha would be the ideal mate. The very pinnacle of the food chain. Any omega who he ended up with Ushijima would be the luckiest little thing on the planet. What a rare luck it would be, bagging an apex alpha as your mate?

Imagine how the school reels in surprise when Ushijima sets his sights on you.

You are, by no means, special. You are not a prime omega. Your scent, while undoubtedly omega, is light. It is not an omega scent that reels alphas in with how rich it is. Your stature isn’t particularly impressive for an omega either, though it isn’t bad. There is no way to describe it. You are just….. ordinary.

So you are confused as all hell when the king of alphas, an apex, presents you with a delicate bracelet one day. He had always been friendly with you, and you assumed it was just him being kind to the students of Shiratorizawa as part of his makeshift pack. But this, a thin, shiny chain with a single heart-shaped charm, made his intentions clear. This was a courting gift, there was no two ways about it.

You saw the apex alpha smile for the first time when you accepted his gift. And it solidified the fact that you accepted his advances.

Being courted by an apex alpha was also an interesting experience. Different to other alphas. His gifts were extremely personalised, stuff that he knew you needed or would be very useful. He was a man of few words, but his actions were glaring, they seemed to scream his intentions at you loud and clear. His aura and scent were so strong that there wasn’t even any need for him to scent you or your things. Five minutes in his presence meant that everyone would know where you had been for hours afterward. Despite being so physically huge, his touch was gentle and comforting. And slowly, you grew so attached to him that it hurt to be without.

Overtime, you realised that a lot of what ushijima did was not his status but rather just him. He was naturally so firm yet gentle. His gifts being so practical was just how his mind worked. Being a good person and a good leader was not because he was an apex, but because he was….. Ushijima Wakatoshi.

It was so easy to love him. And to choose him as your mate. He was truly the ideal. And every second of every day you were grateful that he had chosen you, for whatever reason, to be his omega.

Just the thought of Apex Alpha!Ushijima is so near and dear to me. If anyone can be an Apex, it’s him.

[iwaoiness]

— omegaverse

The K-drama continues playing on the television until Iwaizumi picks up the remote from the table to turn it off. Now, only the soft hum of the ceiling fan can be heard as Hajime gazes at Tooru, fast asleep on the couch. His lips curve into a tender smile before he sets the remote back in place and crouches down beside the sofa. Lovingly, he watches his husband's peaceful face.

Tooru is lying on his back, head tilted slightly on the pillow. His bangs are pulled back by a headband, and his glasses sit slightly askew. Iwaizumi carefully removes them, folding the arms of the glasses before placing them on the table. His cheeks are gently flushed, and when Hajime softly brushes them with his knuckles, he feels the warmth. His lips are parted, his breathing calm, his chest rising and falling in a slow, steady rhythm. The room still carries the familiar blend of their scents: Tooru’s vanilla and peach intertwined with Hajime’s traces of sandalwood and pine.

But he knows that soon there will be a hint of baby powder in that mix.

Hajime’s gaze drops to Tooru’s stomach, peeking shamelessly from beneath his faded NASA shirt. One of Tooru’s hands rests there, over the five-month bump cradling new life—their little puppy.

With care, Hajime places his own hand over the rounded belly, his fingers brushing against Tooru’s. Gently, he rubs his thumb across the skin, feeling warmth coil tightly in his chest at the simple truth that they really, really, are going to be parents.

“Our little princess,” Hajime’s sweet smile widens as he leans down to press a soft kiss near Tooru’s navel. “Grow strong and healthy, okay? Thanks for letting papá sleep so much—maybe this will finally help him get a decent sleep schedule.” He whispers against the skin. “But don’t give him too much trouble, alright? It’s enough that he can’t wear his favorite shoes anymore because his feet swell too much.”

Then, just beneath his palm, Hajime feels a kick, as if their daughter is responding to him. He blinks in surprise before letting out a soft chuckle, planting another kiss right where the kick had been.

But, a moment later, Tooru’s hand twitches, and a soft whimper pulls Hajime’s eyes upward just in time to see his husband stir lazily, slowly blinking open his eyes with a delicate frown. Fucking endearing. Tooru’s sleepy gaze meets his, and his expression softens.

“Why is it that she always has to kick so hard when you talk to her?” He murmurs, his voice husky as he rubs his free hand over his eyes to wake up.

Hajime’s smile grows wider as he gently rests his cheek against Tooru’s pregnant belly.

“Because I’m her favorite dad.”

“You wish, Iwa-chan,” Tooru lets out a laugh, clear and beautiful, and Iwaizumi thinks (not for the first time) that if there is a limit to how much love one can hold for a person, he has long surpassed it with Tooru.

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im not a big fan of the tradicional omegaverse cuz i strongly prefer alphaxalpha pairs but im so weak for o!oikawa and a!iwaizumi being girl dads tbh

u can find me on my ao3 🍉

[chocobo-latte]

Kenma never wanted a family, never planned to have one. The thought had never crossed his mind once…that is until a certain best friend wanders right back into his life toting a carbon copy along with him.

Read 'Not What Was Planned' here!

[hidden-otaku-stuff]

It's nice seeing you back!

Omegaverse thoughts: alpha Lev being completely clueless about omegas, but trying his best.

Hello lovely!!! It’s nice to be back 🥰

But omg yessss

Alpha Lev confused why an Omega shyly asked him to scent them and why they were soooo disappointed when he said no

The Nekoma Alphas (and let’s face it, the Omegas) were up in arms because their clueless child offended this poor Omega

The Nekoma third-year Alphas putting together a “workshop” on how to treat Omegas

Lev realising what happened and chasing after the Omega and scenting them in front of all their friends - thoroughly embarrassing the Omega

The couple walking into practice the next day with the Omega completely swallowed up in Lev’s jacket and sweatpants because Kuroo said he needed to scent stuff for the Omega but Lev took it to mean that the Omega should wear his clothes

[mavrintarou]

[2:03AM] Sakusa Kiyoomi - A/B/O

Hey all. School got busy, and I needed to complete the midterm, and now I'm on spring break. Still working on my other stories - hang in there for me!

Warning: A/B/O - possessive; explicit smut; knotting; pregnancy; . Sakusa Kiyoomi’s first turning at age six revealed his exceptional dominance and alpha traits. It is highly likely, around 100%, that his second turning would also showcase the same characteristics.

This is attributed to the fact that the Sakusa lineage has a long-standing history of possessing potential alpha genes.

At age eight, he was sure his mate was his sister’s best friend, Y/l Y/n, who was six years older than him.

At age ten, he shocked everyone twice in one day when he held her hand – willingly and looked at Y/n dead in the eye, “you are my mate.”

Y/n, whom everyone adored, underwent two turnings, emerging as a recessive beta. Despite being cherished, Y/n knew she couldn’t become the mate of the charming Omi. It simply didn’t align with the dynamics of their kind.

She went along with it, affectionately patting his head, as she couldn’t bear to break his heart just as hers had been shattered when her first love rejected her for being a beta. Kiyoomi will eventually encounter his true mate, someone meant for him.

.

“Omi, you need to stop scenting me.” Y/n mustered the courage to confront the eighteen-year-old Kiyoomi.

Being a beta, Y/n lacked the ability to detect Kiyoomi’s scent, unaware that she was unknowingly carrying his scent while strolling around campus. Kiari, being from the same family, also couldn’t discern it. Only when an alpha pointed it out that Y/n become aware of the scent she emitted.

“No.” The once obedient little boy now stood tall, towering over her. His commanding presence cast a shadow of dominance, overwhelming her in comparison.

Her hand presses against his chest to keep him from coming closer. “Omi – I am older –“

“I don’t care.” He grabs her hand, holding it still on his chest. “I’m tired of you smelling like others.”

.

At age twenty-three, Kiyoomi had his first rut.

He managed to stifle his first rut with suppressants for years, but such measures could only provide temporary relief.

The first rut is vital.

If an alpha has not mated, they usually spend their first time with a beta since an alpha cannot impregnate a beta, even with a knot.

Kiyoomi bites down on the bottom of his shirt as he fists and strokes his large and thick cock for the fourth time, trying to find relief.

Feeling like he will die, he does the most desperate thing… he grabs his phone and taps on the screen…

His cock enlarges against his hand, and he groans, doubling over as his cum shoots out in large thick spurts over his phone to the image of Y/n smiling brightly on his screen.

.

A day later, his rut has not subsided.

“… Omi.” Her voice is hoarse over the phone. “Omi… I don’t know what – what is going on?”

Kiyoomi deliberately arranged to live in the same apartment building as Y/n, persuading himself that it wasn’t solely due to his obsession with her. He struggled to articulate genuine reason, but he finally understood why.

Taking the stairs from the twentieth floor down to the twelfth, he forcefully knocked on her door until she reluctantly opened it. Once inside, he closed the door behind him, securing it with a lock.

“Omi, why… why do I feel so hot?” Her hair was in a messy bun, her cheeks flushed, and she wore only a pair of shorts and a sports bra. “It – it won’t stop hurting…” Her hand tightly gripped the ends of her shorts.

He could see her perky nipples poking out from the flimsy material.

With no control left, his pheromones release and fills the entire room.

As a beta, they wouldn’t be able to feel them, immune to an alpha’s pheromones.

But Y/n stepped forward, grabbing his shirt, and her face pressed against his chest, inhaling deeply. Her moan was all it took to tick him off. He lifted her easily and carried her to the bedroom.

He laid her gently on the bed and pinned her wrists above her head.

“Y/n,” he breathes, “why are you… emitting pheromones?”

She shook her head, “I… I can’t do that?”

Kiyoomi’s jaw tightened as he inhaled, certain that it was her pheromone he detected. Yet, he was equally confused about how she was emitting pheromones.

“Omi,” she tries to wiggle free from his hold, “touch me….”

With one large hand easily holding down her small wrists, his other hand effortlessly tugs her sports bra upward to free her tits.

They were small, unlike most betas… they were fitting like an omega.

But once an omega is bred, her chest will grow to produce milk.

He dips and suckles on a nipple, mouth completely, intaking her small mound. His hand is massaging and tugging the other side.

Y/n thrashes underneath him, whining.

He lifts his mouth, satisfied when her tit is wet with his saliva, swollen and marked with his teeth. He looks at her, faces flushed and desperate. He towers over her, lips barely hovering over hers. “Are you mine?”

She nodded her head, “yes… yours… only yours….”

He releases her wrists, sits back to pull her upright, and tugs off her remaining clothing before shedding his own.

He pushes her down on her back again and dips between her legs to lavish her core with no shame.

His nose press and rubs against her clit as he pushes his tongue as far as he can inside. He could die happy in between her legs.

“Omi!” Her fingers grip his curls tightly. She tenses up when three of his long fingers slip past and thrust inside against her walls.

While his fingers thrust inside her, his mouth is busy marking away. Blotches of red teeth mark all over her thighs.

Four fingers plunge inside her pussy with ease. The way her walls close in on this finger, his cock twitches against his abdomen.

He withdraws his fingers, using the wetness to spread over his rock-hard cock. She was about to shift onto her hands and knees when he stopped her. “What are you doing?”

“You don’t want me on my hands and knees?”

Kiyoomi’s eyes narrow, and he growls, “have you already given yourself to someone else?”

She submitted under his alpha gaze, “no, I just… heard it’s easier that way?”

He calmed himself down and pressed her down on her back. “I want to see you this way.” His cock twitches as it presses against her opening, feeling her wet slippery pussy kiss the tip.

He looks at her, faces flushed and eyes on his cock. “Omi…”

That was all it took for him to plunge home.

She felt so good that he almost knotted that instant.

His nose twitched; she smelled so sweet and addicting.

His hips slowly moved, and it took everything in him to at least give her that much to adjust to his size before he would break her.

Her moans were enough for him to know she was more than ready.

Kiyoomi pushes her legs against her chest, locking her down before rutting hard into her pussy. His cock forced her tight, hot walls to expand with each deep thrust.

Y/n cups his face with both hands, pulling him down for a brief kiss. Her soft whimpers were music to his ears, encouraging his hips to pound hard against hers.

The bomb inside him was ticking; the heat and scent she gave off only made him push his cock deeper until the tip was pressed against her cervix.

Kiyoomi buries his face against her neck, kissing along her shoulder until he smells her sweet gland radiating her scent. He lets her legs go so he can be chest-to-chest with her. Each time he inhales her scent, it travels down to his cock, making it tremor and swell. The last few hard thrusts went deeper and deeper until the tip of his cock pushed past her cervix opening. His knot inflates once he breaks the barrier, and her cervix locks around his cock.

Y/n’s arms tightly grip him; their legs tremble as his knot fills her.

Kiyoomi wince and groan as his hips jerk with each spurt that fills her womb. His nose rubs against the gland that emits the sweet scent he has been addicted to since he could remember.

Claim her.

Claim her.

Claim her.

She wiggles underneath him, trying to escape knowing well she cannot.

He holds her still as he rolls onto his back so his weight isn’t crushing her. He kisses the crown of her head, murmuring her name and praising her for taking his knot so well.

His cock expands within her, keeping her sealed with his scent.

But that wasn’t enough.

His canine sinks into her shoulder, breaking the skin. Kiyoomi bites hard until he knows his mark is forever tattooed on her skin and soul.

.

Three weeks have since passed, and Y/n has been avoiding Kiyoomi.

Four days.

Four days of being locked up in Y/n’s apartment with non-stop sex.

When Y/n came to her senses, it was like she was possessed. Vivid memories reminded her that it was not a dream. The mark on her shoulder was real; something inside her felt utterly different.

It is rare for a dominant alpha to mark a beta, and even so, after a few days – the mark will disappear because of the incompatibility. Most alphas need an omega to be able to reproduce. Even a dominant alpha would not be able to impregnate a beta, let alone a recessive beta. By a miracle, Betas can only reproduce with a dominant beta.

Y/n read it online that the mark should fade and almost become meaningless within a few days.

However, all the love marks disappeared except the one on her shoulder.

“Why,” she whispers, “why did you mark me?” She pulls her collar to reveal the permanent mark. “It won’t go away.”

Kiyoomi, without a mask, blinks at her in silence. “You’re my mate, Y/n.”

“No!” She grits, “I cannot be your mate, Kiyoomi. I am a beta.”

“I don’t care.”

“I don’t want you as my mate.” She barely whispers, frustrated tears slipping down her cheek. “I didn’t ask for this.”

.

Her body was changing. Something… was different.

“I don’t have an explanation… it’s not rare, but it is not common to have a third turning.”

Y/n is stunned in her seat at the doctor’s office.

Omega.

Recessive omega.

The doctor sighs, “the only pattern we noticed with third turnings and that we can determine for sure is that a dominant alpha causes it.” His eyes narrow at Y/n, “is your alpha a dominant or recessive alpha?”

“I don’t have an alpha.”

The doctor pushes another sheet of results towards her, and her breath hitches when her eyes catch the word: P r e g n a n t

“You must be a few weeks along if your lab was able to detect it.” He exhales deeply. “I know this is a lot to take in… just consider this… a blessing in disguise?”

.

Kiyoomi is not waiting at her door for the first time.

Y/n enters her apartment, greeted again by the various bundles of bouquets. He has been sending her many bouquets. He was desperately seeking any attention from her.

She collapses on her couch and shuts her eyes. A palm rests over her flat abdomen.

A baby.

An omega.

Betas’ second gender can change with the pheromones of a dominant alpha, potentially enough with just their scent and pheromone.

Her eyes snap open, remembering two days before Kiyoomi’s rut; Y/n ran into him outside their apartment building. He commented how she smelled, and when they got on the elevators, they became packed with other residents that Kiyoomi cornered her. She could see the annoyance on his face, even with his mask on, and was about to offer to switch spots with him since he hated being touched by others.

“No,” he growls, keeping his arms caged around her. “You smell enough.”

Y/n made a face at him and stared straight ahead at his chest. The chest she has been dying to touch.

Her cheeks flushed, and her breath hitched as she switched thoughts to something else.

Why was the elevator taking forever?

She closes her eyes, keeping her thoughts clean, and hands to herself.

The chime pulls her back to reality. Her eyes snapped open, and Kiyoomi’s chest was pressed against her face. She looks around the giant in front of her and frowns. It was empty except for the two. She looked up and noticed the elevator had long past her floor. “Omi! Why didn’t you tell me we passed my floor?”

He shrugged his shoulders, stepping back.

Y/n presses the button to her floor again, knowing it’ll go up to his first before going back down.

He mumbles a quiet bye and walks out of the elevator without looking back at her.

Her head thumps against the wall as she is brought down to her floor.

A couple was waiting on her floor for the elevator as she got out.

“Holy crap, who released their pheromones?”

.

Y/n waited outside his door after knocking two minutes ago.

Was he away?

He didn’t pick up his call.

Or respond to her messages?

After a day of discovering her new second gender and pregnancy, it was only rightful to tell him.

And accept him as her mate.

The door creaks and slowly opens.

“Om… mi?”

.

“His body is in a state of shock.”

She reaches for his hand, holding it gently.

“This typically happens when an alpha is rejected.” The doctor looks at her, “are you his mate?”

Y/n nods, head hung low. “Yes, it is me.”

Without further questioning, the doctor instructed as if it were normal. “Talk to him, reassure him, and give him affection. With that, he should return to normal in a few days.”

Once the doctor left, Y/n looked at Kiari and the other Sakusa members, “I didn’t –“

Kiari waves a hand at her. “He’s fine. Just being a big baby.” She came around the bed and hugged her, “I thought Omi was just spewing bullshit; I didn’t think you would be his mate.”

Mrs. Sakusa steps forward and brushes Kiyoomi’s loose curls aside. “We’ll leave you to take care of him.” She smiles, “welcome officially to the family, Y/n.”

At last, when it was just the two of them, Y/n pressed his hand to her cheek. “Wake up, Omi. I have so much to tell you.” He lay deeply asleep. “I am your omega, Omi.” She whispers, leaning over him. “Please wake up, wake up for our baby and me.”

Two hours later, Y/n is frantic, finding an empty bed. She stepped out to grab some food in the hospital cafeteria.

“Where is she?”

“Omi,” Y/n calls, slowly approaching a distressed alpha, causing a commotion at the nurse’s station. She holds her arms out, and he tugs her into his arms as soon as she is close. “I’m here.” She repeats.

She guides him back to his room, and they wait for the doctor. She grabs a mask and hooks it around each ear, securing it around his face.

“Put one on too.” She rolls her eyes but obeys his command.

He doesn’t let go of her hand the entire time, making her sit on the bed beside him with an arm wrapped securely around her waist.

“I want to go home.” After listening to the doctor’s lecture about caring for his health, he demanded that.

.

“I’m not….” Y/n repeats for the nth time, “I’m not going anywhere, okay? I’m just going to organize the stuff the hospital gave us. I’ll be right back.”

Kiyoomi was ordered to bed rest.

As soon as they returned to his apartment, he was joined at her hips, following her around and whining when she would be more than two feet away.

“Just forget about it. Come lay here with me.”

With a change of clothes, Y/n submitted to her alpha.

She slips into his bed and curls beside him.

He tugs her close, inhaling her scent. “You… smell different.”

“Like good or bad different?”

He inhales once more, “like a good different.”

“It’s probably because I’m pregnant.”

She’s flipped onto her back, and his eyes are wide, “what?”

She smiles, touching his face. “I’m pregnant.”

He frowns, “how?”

“I’m an omega. Recessive omega. I had a third turning.” His mouth dropped. “I had my first heat that day. I think it matched your rut too.”

Kiyoomi collapses on his back, pulling her over him. He brushes her hair behind her ear, “a baby?”

“Well, one knot is enough to impregnate me… we locked ourselves for four days. It was inevitable.” She leans over, lips hovering his briefly before she murmurs, “I’m your omega.”

“Forever.”

. . .

>>> @callmeraider @amarinthe @chaotic-fangirl-blog

E/n: not edited yet; thank you all for kind words on my previous post <3

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Being Nekoma’s Omega Manager:

Alpha Bokuto’s Crush

Alpha! Kotaro Bokuto x Omega! female manager (YN Kuroo) (she/her pronouns)

Warnings: SFW, mentions of mates but basically all fluff

A/N: ok I can explain… yeah I can’t but the idea of omega verse has been on my mind for a while and this is me exorcising that 🫠 also I’m not sure this would be classified as “traditional ABO omegaverse”. It’s my first time trying this genre so please don’t come for me 😅 I promise I’m willing to learn!

As if being an omega wasn’t hard enough, you were one of the few omegas that populated the halls of Nekoma

The school was comprised of mostly betas and alphas, including your big brother, Tetsuro Kuroo

Tetsuro was the head alpha and captain of Nekoma’s volleyball team

Tetsuro was big, strong, smart and a great leader

You were much the opposite of your brother, small, average, and rather shy

Nothing about you stood out particularly and you liked it that way

You weren’t popular but not exactly a wallflower either

You fit in with your own friends, who were compromised of mostly betas

Your smell was a pleasant, light floral- often making the atmosphere around you calm and serene

Tetsuro often described your scent like the wind blowing through a field of fresh flowers in the summer

Kenma, Tetsuro’s best friend and beta, told you that you smelled like perfume

“Umm thanks Kenma?” You’d say as he shrugged

“At least it’s a nice perfume smell!” Inuoka, another beta from the volleyball club added

While you got along well at Nekoma, you mostly hung out with your brother and the volleyball team

They had accepted you into their pack as an omega and someone they cared very much for

Yaku and Kai, both Betas, adored how small you were and how much you cared for the team

Yamamoto, another Alpha, watched you like a hawk and treated you like his own sister

You became so integrated into the team that eventually, you just naturally became their manager

“You’re always here Yn, might as well put you to work!” Coach Nekomata laughed

It worked out well for you because you were safe and you felt extremely needed within the pack

Your scent often helped calm down Kuroo and Yamamoto when they got irritated by Daishou and the Alpha’s of Nohebi

“Hey you got yourself a cute little omega I see,” Daishou said, “maybe you can let us borrow her for a while?”

Kuroo and Yamamoto both growled at the threat presented to them

Yaku and Kai told you to ignore them but your instincts told you other wise

You approached the boys, releasing a calming scent to calm them

“I’m sorry but I belong to Nekoma’s pack,” you say sweetly as you pull the two dumb alphas with you

While you loved your pack, you had yet to become attached to anyone in particular

Your inner omega hadn’t been stirred up by anyone at the school or at any of the teams practice matches

A lot of your fellow omegas were bonded to alpha’s already and sometimes, you felt lonely, desiring your own alpha

Your brother told you to be patient, that your day could come

You knew he wasn’t too excited for you to find a mate, wanting to keep you safe and protected within his pack for as long as he could

However, that would change when Nekoma’s training camps started

You were nervous but excited for everything new

Kuroo had told you that you would be the only Omega at the camp as the teams were comprised of Betas and Alphas, including the managers

You knew you’d get along with the managers no matter what, having met Karasuno manager before

When the teams arrived, you stood next to Kuroo, hiding slightly behind him

They had all been very pleasant to you, greeting you kindly

A large bus arrived, commotion stirring from it as soon as the doors opened

“Bokuto you need to chill out,” a voice sounded as you watched a very large man bounce off the bus

“Akaashi, you know how excited he gets when it comes to training camp,” one of the managers said as she followed the bouncy man

You watched as the black and silver haired man stood by the bus, the rest of the team piling off

You couldn’t see his face but his presence made the atmosphere shift around you

The wind was blowing a little strong, you hair flowing around your face as you pulled it from your mouth

Bokuto stopped, frozen as he smelt the air, his lungs expanding as he took in the beautiful scent

His body reacted before he had a chance to think, urging him to find the source of the pretty smell

He turned, his eyes lading directly on you as you stood slightly behind your brother

You were so tiny and meek, it drove him to the brink

He had never felt this way about another person, let alone an omega

He let the scent of you wash over him as his body carried him towards you

“Bokuto where the heck are you going?” Akaashi said as he made his way over, eyes fixed at on you

Kuroo watched as Bokuto approached, shifting in front of you as a low growl sounded from his throat

The growl from his friend and rival sent Bokuto into protective mode, his scent immediately changing as he bared his teeth

Akaashi came next to Kenma as they both watched , Kuroo standing his ground as Bokuto began to stare him down

The teams knew not to get involved when two alphas met toe to toe

Not only because a fight would surely ensue but also because they noted your presence close to the scene and didn’t want you to get hurt

“Omega,” Bokuto said, a low growl sounding from him as his piercing hazel eyes locked on yours, pupils dilated , “mine.”

You stiffened, as you took in Bokuto’s scent of warm, fresh cotton

You body began to heat up as you felt a soft whimper escape you lips

A whine that called to him, telling him that you found him just as attractive as he found you

What the heck were you doing? You body was acting on its own accord as the tall alpha loomed in front of you

You peered around your bother who was locked in a heated glare with Bokuto

You hadn’t seen Kuroo this angry in a while, not even Daishou’s annoying comments stirred this much emotion

You snapped from your haze, pumping calming pheromones into the air to defuse the tension between the two alphas

You could sense the tension dissipate, as your brother and Bokuto both calmed down, Bokuto’s eyes returning to normal

Bokuto looked from your brother to you, his face relaxing as he calmed down

“Who is this Kuroo?” He asked, still staring at you

“My sister and Nekoma’s manager now back off!” Kuroo growled

“Tetsuro its ok,” you said softly as your brothers head snapped to you

“I’m YN, it’s nice to meet you,” you said, a soft smile appearing on your face

“I’m Kōtarō Bokuto, it’s a pleasure,” he said, still staring at you

Kuroo was getting annoyed at how Bokuto was staring at you and what was with him calling you his earlier?

Kuroo could sense the change in Bokuto’s behavior and he didn’t like it one bit

He knew the alpha was interested in you, his scent reeking of possessiveness

Thankfully, Yaku and Kai came to the rescue

“Come on YN, we have to finish setting up the gym,” Yaku interrupted, sensing the tension forming and wanting to remove you from the situation

Yaku and Kai both knew things could escalate quickly and didn’t want to risk you getting hurt

“Oh of course!” You said, running to meet up with Yaku and waving to Bokuto

Bokuto watched as you left, your scent hitting him smack in the face once again

“Stay away from my sister Bokuto,” Kuroo growled as Bokuto smirked

Yeah there was no way in hell that was going to happen

As the training camp progressed, you felt not only the eyes of your team on you but the eyes of Bokuto as well

He watched you every spare second he could, his eyes finding you in every setting on the gym

“Looks like we won’t need much encourgement today,” Yukie said to Akaashi who nodded, watching Bokuto as he watched you

“I’ve never seen him like this before, do you really think-” Washio said as Akaashi nodded

“I’m not 100% for sure, but I think so,” he said, still watching as Bokuto’s eyes lit up at the sound of your laugh

He hated how close the betas of your pack were standing to you

Kenma and Inuka all but on top of you

His inner alpha yelled at him to stop them, halt them from getting any closer to what was his

He released a low growl, heard by Akaashi as he tried observed you

“Bokuto, we should get to practicing,” Akaashi said as Bokuto snarled

“Yeah, I need to hit something. I’m pissed off,” he barked

You stiffened, hearing the snarl permeat your ears from across the court

Bokuto was fuming as he slammed spike after spike into the other side of the court

“Hey Yn, can you fill up our water bottles please?” Kai asked as you chirped in surprise, Bokuto stopping when he heard you

“Oh yeah, I’m sorry, I was just zoned out! I’ll get right on it!” You said, grabbing the crates and hoisting them into your arms

“Hey can I help you with those?” Bokuto said, approaching you as you carried your teams water bottles to the fountain

“Oh no I’m ok! I don’t want to interrupt your practice!” You say, smiling back

“It’s ok, I’m on a break! And those look really heavy,” he says, extending his hand as you blush and hand him the bottles

You walk to the fountain and began filling up the bottles, Bokuto standing close by you

“Thanks so much Bokuto,” you say

“Please call me Kotaro,” he responds as you nod

“Kotaro it is then!” You giggle as Bokuto’s chest fills with pride at your name rolling from your mouth

“You are really pretty Yn and your scent is beautiful,” Bokuto bluntly stated as you felt your face heat up

“Umm thanks Ko, Kenma says it smells like perfume,” you say shyly

“Well it’s the best perfume I’ve ever smelt before,” he said as you felt your body heat, his scent becoming strong as you talked

You talk a little as you fill water bottles when suddenly the foul stench of anger fills the hallway

“BOKUTO!” Kuroo shouts as you chirp suddenly, eyes widening

Bokuto responds to you, his instinct to protect your from anyone and anything stronger than ever

He stands in front of you, arms crossed as you peer out from behind his hulking form.

“I thought I told you to leave my sister alone!” He barked as Bokuto growled back, his stench reeking of possessiveness

“I’m only helping her and stop being so protective of her Kuroo!” Bokuto snarled out the command as you stiffened

“She’s an unmarked omega Bokuto and she’s my baby sister so no, I will not back down!” Kuroo says as your eyes widen at the realization that both men are getting extremely angry

The smells mixed together and assaulted your nose as you tried your best to stay calm

“I would never hurt her Kuroo! I think you already know what I want,” Bokuto snarls as Kuroo’s eyes flame with anger

You try pumping your scent into the air as the men’s eyes dead lock on each other, eyes blown wide as you try desperately to calm them down

Unfortunately for you, it’s not working

“Whoa hey what’s going on here?” Yaku says, coming out into the hallway with Akaashi, Kenma and Kai

“Kuroo calm down,” Kai says as Kuroo’s vision snaps to Kai

“Back off! This is between Bokuto and me,” Kuroo shouted

Driven by your instincts, you do the only thing you can and begin scenting Bokuto

You had never scented anyone before, not even your own pack mates

Usually your calming scent filling the air was enough to chill the mood but your instincts drove you to do more

Your wrist rubs up and down his arms, as you see his form relax, his eyes shifting to you

Kuroo’s eyes turned towards you as he watched your eyes lock with Bokuto’s

He knew what this meant, and while he wasn’t happy about it, he could tell you wanted this

“Kotaro, it’s ok. Tetsuro is just looking out for me. He knows how dangerous it is being an unclaimed omega,” you say

“I want to be your Alpha Yn,” Bokuto says suddenly as your eyes widen

Akaashi palms his face knowing perfectly well that the customs of courting an Omega

“Bokuto, you are suppose to ask her with a gift you know,” Akaashi says, as you smile

“Oh right, uhh, hold on!” Bokuto says, ripping off his practice jersey as well as his T-shirt

“Here you go Yn,” he says, handing you his T-shirt

Even Kuroo is like “really YN? This is what you want?”

You accept the T-shirt, holding it up to your nose as the scent of Kotaro, the scent YOUR Alpha wafts through your nose

“I love it Kotaro and yes, I’d love to court you,” you say as he smiles

“Well HEY HEY HEY!” He screams, lifting you into the air and spinning you around

Kuroo stands there, his arms crossed as he just shakes his head

“You sure you want this Yn?” He asks as you nod

“Honestly this was the cutest courtship proposal I’ve ever seen,” Yaku says, wiping a tear from his eyes

“Akkaaaasshiiii we are going to have to make room for Yn on the bus!” Bokuto says as you smile, shaking your head

“Bokuto YN isn’t coming with you,” Kuroo notes

Bokuto’s eyes widen as he looks to you as he deflated, hair and all

“Sorry Kotaro, I can’t just transfer schools! But I can come visit you on weekends and we can FaceTime everyday until we can see each other?” You say as your alpha perks up and smiles

“Come on YN, I gotta show you all my skills while we are together! I need to prove that you have the bestest Alpha around!” Bokuto says, dragging you back to the gym as you giggled

“Well it finally happened,” Kenma said, walking back with Akaashi

Akaashi just smiled, knowing that, for a while at least, he wouldn’t have to worry about Bokuto’s emo modes for a while

[beccascribbles]

being a smol shy omega for atsumu, iwa, and mattsun and ppl always telling her she's not worth their time but they reassure her (words of affirmation is my love language idk if you could tell lol) :3

a/n - i think words of affirmation are so cute but i'm genuinely too awkward to accept them in real life lol. actually did a little quiz the other day and found out mine is quality time (makes sense when i think about it tbh considering how bad i am with verbal and physical affection 😂)

a sob escaped your lips, and you shut the locker room door behind you, immediately searching for atsumu. he was sat on a bench, his volleyball top in his lap. at the smell of your scent, the bitterness of it, his head turned in your direction.

it was tough, having to constantly deal with other people looking at you with disdain. many other omegas (and betas) couldn't understand why atsumu had chosen someone like you. at times, you couldn't understand it either. today was one of those days.

"y/n? what happened?"

you stumbled forward, collapsing into his open arms, curling into his solid chest. his arms wrapped around you, and he brushed a kiss to the top of your head. another sob fell from your lips, your tears falling against his bare chest.

"why are you with me, sumu?" you questioned, voice muffled from where your face was pressed against his chest. he looked down at you in confusion, hands rubbing circles into your back.

"why wouldn't i be? i love you."

"but i'm not good enough for you," you mumbled, the statement making him pause. he carefully held you away from his chest, making eye contact with you. his free hand came up to cup your cheek, brushing away the tears collecting there.

"you are more than enough, sweetheart," he said, leaning in and brushing a kiss to your cheek. "you're beautiful, adorable, and perfect, and i love ya."

his voice was thick with emotion, and he pressed another kiss to your cheek. then, he pressed his lips to yours, kissing you gently as if you would break. when he pulled away, he rested his forehead against yours.

"you don't need to listen to anyone else, okay?" he said. "i love ya. i love ya so much. you're everythin' to me."

you paused, hearing voices coming from somewhere around the corner. a part of you told you to not listen, to turn around and walk away. the other part inisted you stay and listen to what people thought of your relationship.

"why does iwa even like her? she's so pathetic."

"an alpha like him shouldn't be stuck with such a sorry excuse for an omega."

the comments continued, and you shrunk back against the wall, arms curling around yourself. it wasn't even your appearance they were insulting, which, though hurtful, would not have cut so deep. the fact that they were insulting your personality, something you were insecure about already, cut much deeper. you stifled a sob, relying on the wall to support you. iwaizumi's scent filled your nose and you were yanked forward into his solid chest.

"don't fucking cry because of them," he commanded roughly, his hands gentle as they held you. "they have no entitlement to make you feel this way, okay? they don't know anything. they don't know how i feel about you, how in love with you i am. like shit, y/n, you know how perfect you are."

your sobs quieted, and he held you away from his body, both his hands coming up to hold your face. iwaizumi looked at you seriously. "do you want me to say something to them?"

you shook your head, pushing his hands away to wipe furiously at your eyes. you plastered on a brave smile, taking his hand in yours and pressing the scent glands located in your wrists together. he pressed a kiss to your forehead, taking in a deep inhale of your scent. there was still a trace of bitterness but not enough to warrant him commenting on it further. still, he wanted to see a more genuine smile on your face. he cleared his throat.

"you're beautiful," he said, leading you down the corridor and towards the exit of the school. you looked away, and he looped his arm over your shoulder, your hand still holding his loosely. that smile he loved to see on your face slowly tugged at your lips, your scent sweetening. his chest rumbled with satisfaction and he hoped that had been enough to put your mind at ease.

when you entered the gym, he was sat on a bench drinking deeply from his water bottle. it was clear he wasn't expecting to see you so soon, judging by the slight raising of his eyebrows when he caught your scent. they quickly furrowed at the bitterness of it. you said nothing, simply moving towards him and curling into his chest. his arms wrapped around you and he brushed the scent glands in his wrists up and down your sides.

matsukawa didn't ask you if you were okay. he could tell by your scent how you were feeling. instead, he asked you, "why?".

you glanced up at him then, eyes empty of any tears. your hands curled into the material of his t-shirt, anchoring yourself to reality. his body was warm and solid against yours, a reminder that he was yours, no matter what any of those omegas had said previously.

"apparently i'm not worthy of you and you should find another omega," you mumbled, avoiding his gaze. matsukawa arms' tightened around you and he placed a kiss to the top of your head.

"that's bullshit, y/n," he sighed as you pressed your head into his chest. his voice lowered, quiet enough so that only you could hear him. he was too aware of hanamaki and oikawa listening in from across the gym. "you're everything to me, and i mean everything. i know you don't believe me sometimes but you are so special. if anything, i don't deserve you."

you wriggled in his hold, hand coming up to hit him lightly in the chest as you felt your cheeks heat from embarrassment. you mumbled, "you didn't have to say all that."

he just shrugged, picking up his water bottle once again and bringing it to his lips.

[suna-reversed]

Slight nsfw! Omegaverse! Drabble

Omegaverse headcanon where you’re the shared little obedient puppy of Alpha!Kuroo and Alpha!Bokuto.

And out in public, everyone thinks that Kuroo is the more dominant one and Bokuto the sweet one, but it’s a completely different story behind closed doors with being Bokuto being a rough mean dom who degrades the hell out of you, and Kuroo being the soft dom who showers you with praise and affection 👀

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should I write a full headcanon fic for this?🤸🕳

[jubilee40]

Besides finishing up the request, I'm going to accept requests write dark content. Look at my navigation post to see what type of dark content I will and will not write.

[iwaoiness]

The fact that alphas become somewhat territorial with their soulmate when rut approaches is something Iwaizumi understands perfectly, as he is an alpha himself and knows firsthand how hard it is to fight against his instincts.

But Oikawa doesn’t just become a little territorial during his pre-rut—he becomes utterly, fiercely possessive.

He growls at every beta, alpha, or omega who approaches or talks to Iwa-chan (he even bared his teeth at sensei when she asked Hajime to stay after class to go over a question). His clinginess skyrockets, like when Iwa-chan arrives at practice with Oikawa hanging from his neck, or when he goes to the bathroom with Oikawa trailing right behind him, or even when he just wants to go to the konbini and Oikawa clings to his back like a koala. Tooru refuses to be touched by anyone other than Iwa-chan, and he scents Hajime so intensely that his natural spearmint fragrance is overshadowed by the jasmine and lavender aroma of Tooru. The kisses grow far too heated and deep, even the see you later ones, and Oikawa's naughty hands always find their way to Iwaizumi’s ass, especially when they're in public. He refuses to work unless Iwa-chan is by his side to praise him, despite them being in different classes.

It’s exhausting, but somehow also fucking endearing. Because despite being a top-tier alpha, radiating dominance and power, Tooru crosses his arms and makes such an incredibly childish pout that Hajime wants to kiss it away every time he scolds him for growling. And he nestles sweetly into Hajime's neck when he marks him, and his throat rumbles with that rough purr, completely content and in a trance. And he squeals and protests like a child every time Iwa-chan sprays his face with water whenever he gets too handsy. And his eyes light up like stars, his cheeks flush, and his lips curve into a sweet, thousand-watt smile with every compliment from Iwaizumi.

In truth, Hajime loves Tooru’s possessiveness, loves drowning in his scent until he can’t even recognize his own, loves that genuine, cute smile only for him, loves the solid, heavy weight of Tooru’s body in his arms—where he belongs.

...

one day i'll be able to do a long iwaoi alpha/alpha fic

u can find me on my ao3 🍉

[skippysartq]

SakuAtsu fics I recommend

Some of the have ships I don't even ship and there is stuff like Homophobia, suicide, self harm. Only AO3 and WATTPAD.

SakuAtsu, have I already done one? Wait no, I haven't I have just been SakuAtsu Brainrot recently while looking for SunaKomo. Might do a UshiTen part 2 if I can't find more good SunaKomo fics.

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Name/Title: ...Of Scales and Sunlit Waters

Author: haretsu

Platform: AO3 -https://archiveofourown.org/works/30425160/chapters/75013914

Content warnings: Explicit, Graphic Depictions Of Violence. Explicit Sexual Content

Other information: complete, OsaSuna it's not big but it's there.

MerPeople AU, I loved reading this. The approach to fixing a language barrier is something I haven't seen in a lot of fics. It is quite refreshing.

I like Tendou in this fic, he is very, himself.

I think I might draw The mers in this fic later.

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Name/Title: It's Okay Even When It Hurts

Author: BerryGreen

Platform: AO3 - https://archiveofourown.org/works/30916664/chapters/76345517

Content Warning: Mature, Angst, unrequited love.

Other Information: Omegaverse, complete,

Fuck the SakuAtsu story here is so good and sad I cried heaps. Damn BG is an amazing writer. There is a second story maining in it. SemiShira, I wouldn't skip that if I was you. You would miss out on some of the SakuAtsu Story and they are both kind connected. SemiShira story is pretty great too.

3

Name/Title: Courting A Land Dweller

Author: On_kamis_green_earth

Platform: AO3 - https://archiveofourown.org/works/31182236/chapters/77065055

Content Warning: Muture, BJs, mating, heat cycles and fish fucking, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort.

Other Information: Omegaverse, MerPeople AU, no language barrier. I actually really liked the OsaSuna in this fic, despite it being my Ship-in-law to OasKita.

Poor Bokuaka IT HURT MY HEART, YachiHina it aight and KomoAone is nice to see a really Rare RarePair.

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Name/Title: The Nuances of Playing in 12/8 Time

Author: FreyaMarkusson

Platform: AO3 - https://archiveofourown.org/chapters/81054307?show_comments=true&view_full_work=false#comments

Content Warning: No warings, just Slowburn.

Other Information: Not complete, Soulmate AU, College AU, Inzarizaki Boys in a band. OsaSuna lowkey kinda cute in this fic. Ginjima is sleep deprived.

I was looking for SunaKomo fics when I came across this, and I really like how it didn't just straight put SunaKomo together, setting up the main 'Problem' of this story as the getting together of SakuAtsu.

The approach to soul bonds is something I haven't seen before and I really like that it's not just one type of soul bond, even between the twins.

I love how sassy Akaashi is in this too.

***

Not that you care, But this past HQ x DISNEY week, I drew almost all the kids from BerryGreen's It's Okay series, in what I thought they would look like.

I am working on another Ushiten Fic Rec and well if there is a a ship you wanna see me make a rec list for just... I don't know... Let me know. And I will do anyship and I mean anyship Homos and Heteros accepted all around.

[ao3feed-iwaoi]

Feel your hand 'round mine

Read this masterpiece on AO3 at https://ift.tt/slH0aAE

by blublublah

After being crowned King Hajime and his bonded mate Tooru work hard to bring their Kingdom back to its old glory. Iwaizumi struggles to prove his worth to the council after his father’s failures. His Queen Oikawa helps the best he can but struggles with the council’s exactions. A summer festival is held to help strengthen the bonds to the neighboring kingdoms when things finally go their way – or do they?

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for the HQ Omegaverse BB 2022!

Words: 17356, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Oikawa Tooru, Iwaizumi Hajime, Hanamaki Takahiro, Matsukawa Issei, Akaashi Keiji, Bokuto Koutarou, Yahaba Shigeru, Kyoutani Kentarou, Sugawara Koushi, Sawamura Daichi

Relationships: Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi, Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou

Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alternate Universe - Royalty, Established Relationship, Mentions of miscarriage, Mentions of Sexism, lots of more people just not tagging everyone, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst, Omega Oikawa Tooru, Alpha Iwaizumi Hajime, Adoption, firefighter iwaizumi ig

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/slH0aAE

[hidden-otaku-stuff]

omegaverse thoughts: just some alpha!kuroo comfort (anyways omg hi you’re back!!!)

ooo yesss

Kuroo is 1000% the alpha that’ll get you some sort of scent-infuser jewellery thing that ensures his scent lasts ALL. DAY. so you’re always connected because he knows it soothes your omega

Alpha Kuroo taking you to the nest store and buying whatever peaks your interest

The Alpha that’s always in reach. He doesn’t mind when you tug onto his sleeve and will lace his fingers in yours

The way he has multiple in-depth discussions with you regarding your heat so that he’s always prepared no matter what the situation may be.

How he drapes his jacket over your shoulders as soon as the weather starts becoming chilly, warming your cheeks and your heart. The reassuring warmth of him.

and hi lovely! Sorry it’s been forever

[shotorozu]

SHOTOROZU’S REQUEST RULES [UPDATED, 2021]

note(s) : i made a request rules list long ago when my blog was still new, but i deleted it because it was very out of date 💀 anyways, these rules are still subjected to change— as anything could happen

i am aware of what happens in the bnha manga, so i will reference some manga stuff here and there— but this blog isn’t full of spoilers left and right either 🗿

up to date with the tokrev manga. have thoroughly read it— so there will be spoilers sometimes (that will be marked appropriately though so no surprises spoilers)

an anime only for haikyuu 💀

FANDOMS I WRITE FOR :

MY HERO ACADEMIA/BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA (BNHA), HAIKYUU!! (HQ!!), NEW— TOKYO REVENGERS (TOKREV)

(not taking requests for tokrev YET— i gotta show what i can give first 💀)

note(s) : i don’t write for haikyuu all the time though. but, that doesn’t mean i won’t do the request— just give me a couple of days,,,,, or weeks

WHO I WRITE FOR :

bnha — (platonic and romantic) the main three (tdbkdk), shinsou hitoshi, kirishima eijirou, kaminari denki, tokoyami fumikage, the big three (amajiki, togata, hado), the bnha girls except for those included in my ‘who i don’t write for’ list, monoma neito, aizawa shouta, hawks, all might (just platonic though), dabi, twice (also mostly platonic but i’m not opposed to romantic stuff)

haikyuu — (platonic and romantic) i’ll write for anyone minus the side characters tbh 😭

tokyo revengers — (platonic and romantic) toman; manjiro (mikey) sano, ken (draken) ryuuguji, baji keisuke, matsuno chifuyu, mitsuya takashi, hanemiya kazutora (yeah even him), the kawata twins. black dragon; shinichiro sano, wakasa imaushi. tenjiku; kakucho. non-gang members; naoto tachibana <3

WHO I DON’T WRITE FOR :

bnha — geten, spinner, afo, muscular (villains, excluding the people above and the ones mentioned in the “who i will (soon) write for” list), chisaki/overhaul, mineta, endeavor

tokyo revengers —mucho, kisaki (sorry y’all 😭), madarame shion, south terano, pahchin since he’s married, mochi, romantic stuff with takemichi because it feels like i’m getting with a married dude 😨 #takehina4life

WHO I WILL (SOON) WRITE FOR (basically— characters i’ll write for in the future)

bnha — shigaraki, iida tenya, natsuo todoroki, more people from class 1-b, hatsume mei, mr. compress, tsukauchi naomasa 👁👁

tokyo revengers — akashi takeomi, inui seishu, kokonoi hajime, sanzu haruchiyo, izana kurokawa, hanma shuji, the haitani brothers, the tokyo revengers girls

TOPICS/STUFF I’M COOL WITH WRITING🤩 :

(obviously,) fluff, angst, suggestiveness (to a certain extent), platonic relationships

TOPICS/STUFF I’M NOT SO COOL WITH WRITING 😨‼️ (due to the fact that i’m unfamiliar, and/or it makes me uncomfy 💀) :

straight up nsfw, excessive gore and gross bodily stuff in general, romanticization of abuse, mental illnesses and illnesses (not including comfort requests), abo (the omegaverse basically), dubcon, noncon, incest and step-cest, pregnancy and kid stuff (bc i don’t have a maternal bone in my body) reader cheating on character or the other way around (unless if it’s like a ‘___ dreamt of you cheating on them’ type of situation)

HOW TO REQUEST :

1– say your greetings (because it feels nicer that way 😔) or, just be polite in general 🤩

2– put in the details of your request. put as many details as you think is necessary :))

3– put in how many characters you want in the post— or you could leave it up to me, but i’ll most likely put in the main three (for headcanons— the maximum is 3-4, it’s all situational)

SHOTOROZU 2020 — PRESENT

[beccascribbles]

protective/possessive alpha iwa-chan and semisemi popping in when someone's making their gf (omega or beta idc really) uncomfy👉🏼👈🏼

a/n - went for a beta reader with iwa because i thought i'd branch out a bit. never written specifically for a beta before so i hope it went alright!

warnings - reader in an uncomfortable situation, kind of harassment??

you forced a smile onto your face. it was tight-lipped, almost a grimace, as one hand closed around your wrist, the other bracing against the wall at your head, blocking an escape route. you glanced around, hoping to make eye contact with at least someone. the corridor was, unfortunately, empty, most people still watching the volleyball game. you would have still been there, you pondered, if you hadn't decided to go to the toilet, if you had just stayed in your seat and watched the games conclusion. still, it was odd that this alpha was coming onto you. as a beta, you had never felt helpless. often you managed to slip under the radar, your scent not enticing enough to attract any extra attention.

"um, could you maybe let go of my wrist?" you questioned, giving your arm a tug. his fingers loosened, allowing you to pull your hand away. you cradled it to your chest, nose wrinkling at the sudden scent that permeated your nostrils. "any reason why you're so close to me?"

"should there be a reason?" the alpha questioned, pressing closer to you, his nose brushing the tip of yours. you grimaced then, jerking your head back, it hitting the wall with a thump. "shouldn't a beta like you be honoured to have got my attention? i know omegas who would beg to be this close to me."

"well, i already have an alpha," you stammered, gesturing at the teal jacket you were wearing to illustrate your point. the alpha simply scoffed.

"you really expect me to believe an alpha actually claimed you?"

"isn't that what you were trying to do?" growled a voice, a scent of pine wafting towards you. you sucked in a lungful, feeling your breathing calm as you turned your head, eyes locking with iwaizumi's. the worry was clear, masking the anger momentarily as he assessed you for any harm. he was thankful there were no bite marks in your neck, unsure of how much longer he would have been able to maintain control. as it were, his patience was growing thin.

the alpha chuckled, turning his head to regard iwaizumi coolly. "why don't you leave us alone, yeah?"

"or maybe you could step the fuck away from my mate," he spat, taking another step forward, scent flaring. the alpha's eyes widened at that, his nostrils twitching as he breathed in your scent. there was an unmistakable hint of pine. "what? only just realised they're mine, that they smell of me? not much of an alpha if you couldn't have figured out that much."

his lips were drawn back in a snarl as he reached forward to yank the alpha away, shoving him onto the floor. iwaizumi spared you a single glance before he lost himself in his anger, pinning the alpha to the floor and launching a fist at hia face. the blows rained down; the sound of a nose cracking echoed through the corridor. you let out a shout, rushing forward to grab at his wrist, stopping its descent.

"stop, haji, please," you begged, wishing you were an omega in this moment. you could have used your scent to calm him. as it were, you only had your presence. you pressed your free hand to his cheek, realising belatedly that this wasn't the best move. moments before, it was this hand that had been held in the alpha's grip. iwaizumi's nose twitched at the scent, another growl escaping.

"he fucking touched you," he hissed, pulling his wrist from your grip and landing a solid hit to the alpha beneath him. almost feral, he looked up at you again. "where else did he touch you?"

"nowhere, i promise," you pleaded, resting a hand on his shoulder, nails digging in. "let's just go. please, haji."

iwaizumi grumbled, looking back into your pleading eyes then down at the alpha beneath him. reluctantly, he stood from the floor, shooting the alpha one last glare before you were tugging him away.

"why did you leave?" he asked, pulling you to a stop once you had left that corridor. his arms were around your waist, holding you close as he buried his nose in your hair, drawing in a deep breath. his heart was racing and you reached up to run your fingers through his hair.

"i'm safe, hajime," you reassured him, hand rubbing up and down his back in a soothing motion. you leaned fully into him, resting your head against his chest. "nothing bad happened to me."

"it could have," he mumbled, lips brushing the top of your head. "i've never been so scared, so angry. i-i never thought something like this could happen to you. i should've scented you more, made it clear you're off limits."

"that might not have changed anything," you sighed, pulling away slightly, hands reaching up to rest on his shoulders. you offered up a weak smile, though your mind still replayed those moments before he'd come, when you didn't know what would have happened. "don't beat yourself up about it. i'm fine now. i'm safe."

you leaned in, brushing your lips against his once , twice, until he kissed you back, pulling you into him harshly. his hand tangled in your hair, cupping the back of your head as he kissed you, his lips soft against yours despite the fierceness of your embrace.

discreetly, eyeing the alpha looming beside you, you slipped out your phone and typed a hurried message to semi. hitting the send button, you slipped it back into your pocket. your eyes flicked upwards, noting the way he was looking at you as if it were his right to. you tugged at the jacket hanging from your frame, pulling it around you, arms wrapping around your waist. a smirk formed across the alpha's face, and he leaned into you.

"what are you covering up for, omega?" he questioned, ignoring the way you shifted away from him, bumping into a person to your right. "i was enjoying the view."

"i'm not interested," you stated, scanning the crowd hoping to spot a familiar head of ashy-blonde hair. "i already have an alpha."

"doesn't mean i can't appreciate the view," he grinned, a fingertip running lightly along your cheekbone. you flinched, pulling away from him, eyes widening. "plus, i don't see any alpha. if it were me, i wouldn't have left you all alone."

"um, he's actually performing, that's why," you stammered, pointing vaguely in the direction of the stage to reiterate your point. after this encounter, it was unlikely semi would let you watch from the audience again. he had told you it was a bad idea, had tried to make you stay backstage with him, but you had wanted to experience it within the crowd, feel the energy radiating from them.

the alpha let out a laugh, tilting his head in amusement. it was clear he thought it was a lie, likely one told by many omegas who had been in your position. at that present moment, the only thing keeping your palms from growing clammy was the knowledge that semi was heading towards you. taking a slight step back, you peered around the alpha's form, making eye contact with semi through the crowd. his jaw tightened at the sight.

he moved through the crowd effortlessly, cutting through the people until his hand clamped down onto the alpha's shoulder, fingers digging in. semi growled, the sound low and threatening, "back off."

"okay," laughed the alpha, holding his hands up in surrender. "i get it, dude. i'll go. plenty of other omegas out there."

though the comment, the alpha's blasé attitude, didn't sit right with semi, he couldn't afford to focus on it, stepping towards you immediately. you collapsed into his chest, taking in a deep lungful of his scent. it grounded you, made you feel safe. one arm wrapped around your waist, the other resting on the back of your head as he held you to him. your hands clung to the material of his t-shirt, and you glanced up at him.

"thank you, eita," you breathed, brushing a kiss to the underside of his jaw. his arms tightened around you at the affectionate and he pressed a brief kiss to the top of your head.

"next time you want to watch from the crowd, i'm inviting ushijima and he can stay with you."

you nodded, not eager for a repeat of the situation you had found yourself in.