#i like the omegaverse thingy

[saudrag]

idk something something about hughie being butcher’s most loyal pet just scrubs me right…

[triglycercule]

UGH i wrote another stupid small thing 4 swapinverse.... idk whats wrong with me why am i writing so much swapinverse stuff when i havent even finished it. anyways swapinverse killer here take this (this one is much vaguer bc it takes place before a lot of the more like obvious events happen??? idk only i understand what i'm talking about here)

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open eyes. greeting by the dark ceiling again. get dressed. typical routine for him… nothing new. nothing interesting. papyrus will knock on the door soon. he should probably prepare for that. no need to stay in bed. that won't do anything anyways. he’ll still feel nothing. like normal, he knocks after the jacket is put on. and he opens that door, to be greeted with the enthusiastic, smiling face of his brother.

sans smiles. obviously, he has to. otherwise paps will get worried, and he doesn't wanna have to deal with a worried paps. it just makes things worse for everyone. they walk through the forest, paps leads him to the guard station, and he sits. same as usual… the exact same. the same routine, nothing new. nothing new. the same. it's all the same.

sans had long since gotten tired of this monotony. soon, chara would come out of that door. he’d introduce himself to them, and they’d play that short game of pretend where they pretended not to know each other. like they always did. chara mentioned something about it being scripted or something, but sans couldn't be bothered to care. besides, the human always mumbled random stuff like that. it meant nothing. nothing new. they’d kill the rest of the underground, he’d fight them because he has nothing better to do, and die.

although they did mention that deal they’d been talking about? what was that? join them? yeah, no. he wasn't gonna do that. no matter how many resets passed.

oh. here they come. better get on track. or onto script, like chara says. for some reason, they say that. the saying gets stuck a bit in sans’s head. just a bit though, since it’s a new thought. and they turn, and sans shakes hands with chara.

he’s long since ditched the whoopee cushion. despite them still doing what was practically a ritual at this point, that was the only change that ever happened. nice that he chose for the newness, but it didn't change much. but… something was off. something was wrong. and sans could feel it. he could feel it. and that was what was wrong.

it wasn't with the way chara smiled, or their posture, or how their hand was outstretched. not the strange, expectant excitement in their red eyes, although that was a bit new. it wasn't even all of the dust covering them, certainly from the ruins. no, the issue was from sans himself. he could feel something wrong. like some sort of internal dread? no, something worse… an ache? he’d gotten used to all the one’s he normally felt, so what was it?

once the human’s hand left his and walked through the gate, he knew what it was. something… that something he could feel. that something that passed through the barrier of apathy he’d built all this time. an itch? sans scratched at his head, just idly. physical or not, he didn't know. he had to figure it out. and so, he followed after the human.

after a while of watching them, chara, do their… usual business, sans had came to a conclusion. it was both. and also, neither. the itch was something that he could feel, but not physically. so it was a mental itch. and that itch managed to effect him so badly he felt it on his bones. strange. and for some reason, as he watched chara slaughter one after another, kill and murder another one of his kin, sans couldn't wrench his eye lights away from the sight. for some reason, he couldn't stop watching as chara singly handledly destroyed his species. for some reason, he followed.

"it's not that bad, anyways. just… morbid curiosity. it wouldn't hurt to just… scratch that itch a bit. nothing will come of it."

and sans made sure to say that one out loud, just to convince himself.

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oooh pal buddy you do not know what you are in for!!!! you are about to experience terrible suffering at your own hands!!!! sucks to suck lmao at least your chara is just as confused as you are during the process haha! i love swapinverse this is so fun i keep on saying that but i really should write more

[spock-smokes-weed]

I am once again thinking about where I could naturally fit one piece characters in my AU, and while I haven’t been introduced to Law yet I do know that he’s a doctor so I think it would be incredibly funny if he was Zoro’s doctor

He picks up the clip board for his new patient and sees the name Roronoa, Zoro. and it’s like. Oh this aught to be good.

It seems law is a couple years older than the straw hats, so he was probably that older kid friend that they had in middle and high school. None of them new he was back from med school so it’s a shock to both zoro and sanji to see him walk through the door as their doctor.

[littlefireball]

Well you haven't made a Seongjoong x Y/N smut before 😅 1. How about Y/n is their young teacher and Seongjoong are their students (Y/N is that one teacher that everyone thirsts over) Seonghwa is the quiet kid and Hongjoong is his outgoing bestfriend. 2. Seongjoong is in an omegaverse setting at idols and Y/n is their choreographer for a Matz song. (She's a regular choreographer) 3. Seongjoong is at the bar and they ask if y/n if she's open minded

This is my first time requesting for a smut on tumblr or anywhere. I rlly hope this makes it. No pressure take ur time ik books take time to write and i love ur header thingies

thank you for your request! this article is the 3rd one and i add some settings on it

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ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 2.2ᴋ

Vampire series: San

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They were hungry. They needed something sweet, something delicious to satisfy their perverted desire.

Yet, it was hard. The noxious scent of most humans repulsed them; their blood, far from fresh, bordered on disgusting. Even animal blood, once a palatable substitute, now left Seonghwa and Hongjoong weary. The prospect of hunting human prey, unvisited for months, drove them to the brink of madness.

"I gotta be crazy," remarked Hongjoong, the taste of his drink doing little to quell the emptiness within him. No measure of alcohol could divert his attention from the relentless hunger and thirst.

"We are left with no choice," Seonghwa's lament was tinged with resignation. "Perhaps you should choose that woman, if you can stomach it."

Inclining his head in the direction indicated by Seonghwa, Hongjoong locked eyes with a sexy woman. "Seriously?" he scoffed incredulously. Her blood, he discovered upon smelling it, was anything but enticing. "She appears quite taken with you. Her gaze remains fixed upon you."

"Get off." Hongjoong averted his gaze, eschewing further eye contact. "She's coming." Hongjoong stared at Seonghwa, who emitted a chuckle. "Hey, boy." The woman propped herself against the bar counter, making an overt display of her alluring figure. "Care to join me for a drink?" "Nope, never, thanks.."

"Oh, come on~ It's gonna be so much fun~" With a firm grip on Hongjoong's arm, the woman insisted. "I've said! Just let me go or I'll─" Seonghwa promptly intervened, preventing any potential loss of control by silencing Hongjoong with his hand. "Sorry, he's drunk." Seonghwa offered an apologetic smile, and the woman retreated in a huff.

"What are you doing?! I could have killed her." "Calm down, Hongjoong. Do you wish to be exposed?" "Tsk…No matter how many hunters emerge, I can kill them all." Indeed, there were hunters within the city skilled in tracking down vampires. They must be careful not to overuse their powers lest they be discovered.

"I am not ready to meet my demise just yet." Seonghwa remarked, taking a sip of his beverage. "Shall we leave? This place has grown boring." "Indeed." As they set down their wine glasses, a seductive aroma wafted through the air, enveloping them like a scorching wave.

"Hey, Y/N~You finally~here~" "Wh─why are you drinking that much?!" You came to the aid of your friend, the sexy woman, as she stumbled. "I'm not~drunk~"she slurred. You couldn't help but roll your eyes. Today marked the fourth time this week that you had been called to help her.

"Goodness, just go back and don't drink anymore." "No!I have to drink with those two handsome guys~" Turning your head in the direction she indicated, you were met with Seonghwa and Hongjoong's intense gaze. Oh your friend was right, they were the most handsome men you have ever seen.

'Oh shit…did she do something bad to them? Fuck!' You sighed, wishing you could just leave your friend and escape. However, there was no choice but to settle her on the couch and offer them an apology.

"Hmm, hello?" The more you gazed on them, the closer they came to the brink of losing control. Your blood was incredibly alluring, and the delightful flavor enticed them to sink their teeth into your neck. However, they tried their best to resist the temptation. "I am her friend and have come to apologize if she has done anything to upset you…"

"Oh yes, she did something that angered us." Hongjoong said, putting his hands in his trouser pockets, feigning dissatisfaction. "Well, she sexually harassed us."

'What the fuck…' You murmured under your breath. "Um…what can I do to make it up to you? I know just saying sorry is─""Actually, we wanted to just forget about it, but if you want to make it up to us, we are open to that," Seonghwa added.

"I am Seonghwa and he is Hongjoong." You nodded.

"What's your name, lady?"

"Y/N." "Good."

"So, what do you want me to do?" You asked, feeling nervous.

"Let me ask you a question first, Y/N." Seonghwa approached you to meet your gaze at eye level. "Are you open minded?"

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You found yourself in a kneeling position on the luxurious sofa, with a silk blindfold covering your eyes. This room was the furthest from the bustling bar, where the distant music and muffled breathing only serve to heighten your sense of unease, causing your heart to quicken its pace.

"Raise up your hand, honey,"Seonghwa's command was followed by a firm grab on the hem of your T-shirt, prompting you to comply with his request to undress. As he couldn't help but express his admiration for your beauty, you whined at shyness.

"Who do you want in the back?" Hongjoong's whispered question against your neck was followed by a trail of kisses. "It doesn't matter…" As you naturally tilted your head to allow him to give you a wet kiss, the excitement grew. "Good, babe. I would be at the front." Hongjoong positioned you against Seonghwa's naked chest after he moved to your back, the sudden touch of skin sending a shiver down your spine.

"Honey, do you know what blood play is?" "Blood play?" "Yah, some kind of knife play. It's a little bit painful but you will love it." Seonghwa whispered softly against your temple, his warm breath caressing your skin. "Just like so." His fingers glided down to your forearm, delicately grazing it with his sharp nail, causing a small trickle of blood to emerge.

You couldn't help but let out a sharp intake of breath at the sensation, the mixture of pain and pleasure sending shivers down your spine. It was as if you thrived on the intensity of conflicting emotions washing over you in that moment.

"It's blood…" His left hand brushed your arm, wiping off the red blood on the surface, leaving shallow blood marks. Their eyes were flashing red light, tinged with hunger and thirst.

"Get ready?" Hongjoong asked as his hand sneaked to your panties. "Yes, please." Seonghwa lifted your ass up to literally rip off your panties, guiding his cock towards your soaked hole. "Take a seat, babe." With a firm grab on your shoulder and waist, you followed his lead to sink down on his arched cock.

"Oh fuck…" "It's big, isn't it?" You wrapped around Hongjoong's shoulder as a support and started to bounce slowly. Adjusting his size was harder than your imagination, you could feel every vein of his cock each time you sank down. "Our baby is doing well," Hongjoong's words made your head spin in pleasure, and you moved faster.

"Gosh, you're amazing." Seonghwa pushed forward to make his tip meet your soft flesh, making your body bounce up and down from his movement. "Hwa…" "Don't forget about me, babe." Hongjoong cupped your face and pressed his lips against yours. He appeared to lavish all of his affection into the kiss, caressing and nibbling on your lips. He drew you nearer, prolonging the intense and romantic kiss, drawing out the sweetness from your mouth, gently teasing your tongue.

Yet, everything changed when this lovemaking became intense.

Without a warning, Seonghwa sank his teeth into your neck, causing crimson liquid to trickle down, prompting you to bite down on your lip in a valiant effort to withstand the agony. Your fists clenched tightly, imprinting deep crescent shapes into your palms.

"Shit…hwa…" "Relax." Seonghwa attempted to divert your attention by fucking you harder. His movement was no mercy. He positioned you to lean forward to allow him to pump into you with a new angle. His hardened tip collided with your soft flesh crazily, producing a loud skin slapping sound and making you moan without care.

"Fuck!Fuck!Fuck!" The bright red blood flows down your shoulders to your chest, a sight both terrifying and mesmerizing. "Let me taste you." Hongjoong shifted his attention to your bosom, inhaling the intoxicating fragrance he craved. He immersed himself in your curves, indulging in nibbles and kisses that produced lewd saliva noises.

The symphony of moans and screams intertwined as the excruciating sensation of the bite became increasingly unbearable. A foreboding sense of dread envelops your heart, as if you were the coveted feast they had been anticipating for so long. The concept of blood play was merely a facade for their insatiable hunger.

You had to leave, but how?

"I…I'm gonna cum,hwa." "But I'm not yet, what should we do then?" You wanted to escape but they grabbed you tightly. How could you fight back these two men?

"Babe, there is something you have never tried. You'll like it." "No, please." "There is no way to go back."

Hongjoong delicately lifted your bra, his lips caressing your breasts as his tongue danced around your nipples, leaving a glistening trail of desire. With a hunger that knew no bounds, he claimed your lips in a passionate kiss, his touch igniting a fire within you. His hands explored the softness of your thighs, each caress sending shivers down your spine and quickening your pulse.

"Please, no more." You whispered between the kisses but were ignored as if they were totally lost in this love making.

"I heard…the sound of blood flowing…" He parted from your lips and trailed down, searching for something he desired for so long. Suddenly, with a fierce intensity, he tore open your chest, causing you to cry out in agony as your life force drained away.

"SHIT!!"

Hongjoong eagerly drank from your blood, and crimson liquid droplets trickled from the corner of his mouth, sliding down his throat as he continuously swallowed. Seonghwa let out a deep growl as he saw how Hongjoong sucked your delicious blood.

"Damn!" Seonghwa indulged in sinking his teeth into your neck, leaving behind a trail of deep, passionate bites and kisses, adorning your skin with an array of purple marks. "It hurts, please stop!" Your desperate pleas fell on deaf ears. No amount of tears will bring you salvation.

"So sweet! It's the taste of this blood! The blood I've been looking for!" Hongjoong found himself drawn closer to you, his gaze locked on the tantalizing blood pulsing in your veins. The crimson liquid flowed freely from the wound, leaving a mark on both your skin and his lips.

"Gotta mark you and you would be our own pet." "What…?" Hongjoong pushed you back, making you and Seonghwa lay back to the sofa. Guiding his cock to rub against your clit, he thrusted in your cunt without a second thought.

"Fuck!!" You arched your back as the new sensation became almost overwhelming. Their manhoods were divided by the thin wall of your lower body, allowing them to sense each other's movements with every powerful thrust. "This is truly remarkable," Hongjoong murmured as he skillfully moved his hips, ensuring that he reached the most sensitive parts of your body, bringing you to the peak of pleasure.

Hongjoong fucked you at an inhuman pace as if he never tired. On the other hand, Seonghwa maintained a rhythmic thrust, feeling how your tight ass sucked him in. The warmth of your walls drove Hongjoong crazy. He could feel the heat concentrated at the tip, hitting your sweet spot, and a numbing sensation made him moan softly.

You tried to push him away but you couldn't. The rapid depletion of blood was swifter than anticipated, leading to a gradual decrease in body temperature, a foggy state of consciousness, akin to a delicate mist, and a weightiness settling upon your eyelids. Your limbs grew increasingly weak, and you could only slump onto Seonghwa, like a puppet manipulated by them.

"Need to cum, now." Hongjoong huffed, panting heavily as his thrust became slippery. "Me too." Seonghwa chimed in. And you moaned weakly as you were almost unconscious.

What you could remember before the darkness enveloped you was the warm liquid soaked your cunt and hole, and there was something hot on your nape.

It hurts.

—----

You awaken from your slumber, feeling disoriented. "What is happening…?" Struggling to sit up, you realized your limbs are restrained by metal cuffs. "This can't be real…"

"Are you awake?" A chilling voice echoed nearby, making you tremble. "Don't be afraid, dear. Everything is fine." As footsteps drew nearer, a slender figure emerged. Seonghwa's eyes gleam red, fixated on you like a predator eyeing its prey.

"Release me." Fear grips you as you attempt to retreat, only to be met by the unyielding cold wall behind you. "No, my dear. You belong to us now." Another voice, belonging to Hongjoong, rang in your ears. "You are ours, and you shall not escape." Before you could protest, he knelt beside you and sunk his teeth into your neck, eliciting cries of agony.

"Easy, Hongjoong. Be careful not to kill her." Seonghwa took your hand and bit your waist with a great force. "Dear, you're so sweet. I really like you." As he licked your wounds, a mix of numbness and pain overwhelmed you, stealing away your consciousness. Helpless, you could only gaze blankly at the ceiling as they had their way with you.

"So good, such a lovely pet."

[seneon]

♰ LAST ARCH!VED ￤ STARS COLLIDE, WOLF¡DABI¡!

ABOUT. there is no resistance for the divine deity as you are simply a living sacrifice. highly suggestive content¡! ( short breast play ) omegaverse themes such as scent pheromones thingy, mating, knotting. but it's not too much bc i hate it LOL. and sacrificial ritual themes. wc of 1800+

NOTES. ok alpha dabi anon come get your food. YOO IM FINALLY DONE WITH THE HALLOWEEN MASTERLIST WOOHOO HAPPY HALLOWEEN SENATION

in desperate awe, you cling onto the fragments of the divine painting portrayed and gifted to your gaze. just like art, it almost felt like the heavenly angels were still working on the sculpture. albeit completed, it needed to be presented in perfection.

your eyes couldn't tear themselves off from the sight right in front of you. the image of a man, or a divine being, you do not know. he lays on his sides, elbows propped out to support his head as his free hands play with the white, almost gold silk linen.

but that is not all.

this being, so divine and beautiful as if he is the ultimate blessing from above. he bore the ears of an animal, his fingers and nails are long. it's perfectly shaped, along with his beautiful arms down to his chiseled and toned chest.

when touya's eyes paid mind to your existence, you froze under his cold turquoise gaze that pierced through your soul.

his eyes are beautiful.

you think to yourself, while your own eyes travelled around to drink in the colour of his hair as white as snow. there's a hint of a rather invisible gray veil covering him, and it made touya look even more divine.

“you're the one?” he asks, sitting up properly on the large bed covered in the finest and expensive silk blankets, covers and soft pillows.

yes indeed. you are the one. you were brought here against your will. your freedom stripped from your soul as the villagers have dragged you, a traveler from far away. you were to visit the divine being on your own accord, not have your senses blocked off from the face of the earth and only regain them back to be graced by such a work of art that laid upon you.

though his words did not strike you in curiousity, fear itched at your skin. what were you the one for again? you're here, dressed in a rather beautiful white dress, your hair is perfectly done, and beauty reeks all over you.

it feels like a curse and a blessing at the same time.

there's an odd smell that starts to circle around your nose, a sense that was once blocked off for such a long time you couldn't smell the difference between flowers and poison. this fragrance crawled into your brains and it journeyed down to your body.

you start to feel uneasy.

it's an uncomfortable feeling that wraps you around like the faint, merely visible gray veil he wore around him. it's now onto you, and the scent is even more dangerous to your nose. dangerously enticing.

“what.. am i here for?” you asked in a whisper as touya slightly tilted his head lazily at your question.

“what are you here for? do you really not know?” he repeated, his voice striking a chord in you, and it became poison to your ears. you can only shake your head slightly to keep the poison from spilling.

touya lets out a chuckle, amused by your lack of knowledge of your presence in his. there is so much imbalance in the power that you feel like a mere ant who dares to stumble across a human’s skin. a tiny smirk was carved at the corner of his lips as he gazed at you.

“you will be my woman in a few moments. i shall claim you as mine and you will bear my seeds.”

you are a sacrifice. a mere aspect in this living world that is to be sacrificed to touya, the divine being. what divinity does he even belong to? your eyes darted to where you first entered, then they came back to rest on touya's.

“are you a god?”

“perhaps. i am a blessing from the heavens. i rule over the wolves and all which are close to wolves.”

pieces of reality began to stick together like broken mirror shards who came together. the world is starting to make a little sense to you.

“so… i am a sacrifice to you and to be made yours in whatever way. at what cost?”

touya's fingers gently traced the silken sheets. “there is no cost. it's how the world works, pretty one. i am given a sacrifice that the heavens chooses for me, and i am to link my soul with hers and have her bear my seeds. then a new child of divinity will be made. what is the cost?”

before you could even utter out a string of protests, he holds out his arm and invites you to him.

“come here.”

and just like that, your feet listened to his orders and they moved against your will, lured by the allure of touya. everything has been happening against your will lately. you've forgotten what 'will' even is. you've forgotten freedom even existed in your world.

his fingers carefully took your hand, thumb immediately caressing your knuckles as he looked up at you and pulled you closer to him so you stood in between his legs while you gaze down at him.

“what is your name?”

you told him, and it runs down his tongue twice. your name sounded nice coming from him, an existence whose name you don't even know.

there the scent hits you the hardest. an immediate realisation washed over you when you realised you've been inhaling his scent all this time. it mends the strings of your heart to fall under his spell. your eyes gazed all over his face.

touya's his name, he tells you that. he's some worshipped divine being apparently. and you can't help but admire how beautiful he looks up close. you were in absolute awe at how flawless and perfect he looks.

when the caressing of your knuckles ceased, touya’s right hands found their way to rest on your hips while his other hand reached out to graze your cheeks. he then tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ears.

“you're the perfect sacrifice. so beautiful too. the angels have chosen the perfect woman for me.”

a faint blush painted your cheeks a field of bloody roses as touya rose up. his thumb that was previously grazing with the silk sheets now went back and forth on the skin of your cheek.

such a loving gesture that it has your insides fluttering. caterpillars have blossomed into butterflies to rage in your stomach, it seems.

touya leans in close to your ears to whisper a secret as if you do not know of it yet. “lay with me, y/n. and i will link our souls together.”

your blush deepens, and he moves to slowly push you on the bed. once your back hits the bed, he's hovering above you.

this divine creature, a perfect being who looks after the wolves. touya's a wolf himself, yet he's in this divine form so close to the touch of being human. it actually makes him wonder what is it like to be human. well no matter, he could ask you all about it.

you can smell his scent enveloping you when he closes the distance. his body is above yours, pressed firmly while his lips found their way to press against yours in the slowest and most intimate form.

it was like touya didn't want to ruin any aspect of this ritual. he wants it to be sacred like how his ancestors have made it sacred and memorable. more importantly, he wants to simply please his beautiful sacrifice and make her forget that she was even a sacrifice in the first place.

touya's tongue is engaged in a battle with your own tongue and the rest of it is simply the little sounds both of you occasionally let out. his hands feel all around your sides and waist, so gentle with it that it feels like the touch of the sun.

soon he pulled away, immediately pressing a chaste kiss on the side of your lips before his lips dragged down to your jawline and planted kisses along it. your neck becomes his canvas where he sinks his teeth deep into your skin and places his mark all over.

“it leaves a permanent scar, a reminder to everyone else that you're mine,” touya tells you before licking the mark he created. he pulls away to look at your messy breathing, cheeks flushed and chest rising up and down.

your eyes slowly looked at him above you, carrying the haziness that wraps itself around your vision. your breathing is ragged, hitched in every way as your fingers twitch at this odd sensation you're feeling.

a smirk crawls up to grace his handsome features. touya leans down close to your chest and his teeth takes the edge of your lace ribbons that ties the top of your dress together. slowly and carefully, he pulls away the lace in between his teeth to unveil the strings that kept you clothed.

he does that all his eyes are locked on yours. that lazy gaze who held something so dark behind them. your lace is untied, and his cold fingers slid the top of your pure white dress off your shoulders and soon they are stripped from your body. the cold air hit your skin and you shivered at the suspense.

touya kissed your chest and travelled his lips down to your breast where he began to trail intoxicating kisses. you can smell how potent his scent is, and it's killing you softly on the inside. all while his lips and tongue began to work their tantalising magic on your bare skin.

your back is arched in the pleasure he gifted to you, fingers immediately finding their way to weave themselves into his soft angelic hair. touya hums in approval at your fingers which hold onto his hair tightly while his tongue runs itself over your breasts and to embrace your hardened buds with his lips.

the uneasy feeling you felt has been defeated in a battle against pleasure. now all you can think of is how good divine wolf touya’s tongue and lips feel on your body, his smell that fills your nose, and the pooling feeling at your sex that gathered to stain you damp beneath.

it was silent the entire time. well not quite, for only the sounds of your soft and sweet praises echoed in touya's ears. they sounded like music in heaven to him. you really are the chosen one, a beloved child of the stars.

the stars above collide once touya finally intertwines your body and soul together. the wolves no longer has to worry about their existence coming to a halt when their deity has knotted a human sacrifice and she is to bear his sons and daughters.

the ritual is completed.

©SENEON 2024 ♰ D!ED, D3AD, G0NE. DO NOT REPOST OR ALTER. OR ELSE THE BATS WILL COME FOR YOU.

[thisliminalspacedaydreams]

Listen I don’t think reading or writing smut should be something one is ashamed of.

I am pretty sure smut isn’t sexual most of the time anyway (as in, purpose). There is no way so much fucking smut has been written just for sex purposes.

Here are some reasons why I think people read and write smut:

- it’s fun. Sex is a thing +95% of the adult world practices (and sometimes enjoys) and we are only ashamed of it cuz society told us it was a shameful topic. Which makes us naturally

- curious. What do other people think sex is like? Fanfic especially gives us raw, unbetad vision of what sex can be straight from another person’s mind. It can inspire, disgust or arouse, but it’s gonna be a learning experience regardless.

- it’s intimate and if there is one thing our current society lacks by miles it’s intimacy. I think it can be comforting to read about people being intimate.

- it’s funny. Sometimes you read tags or a book blurb like the Ruby Dixon Alien porn thingy and you think “now i gotta know what this is about”. IT IS FUNNY. And writing it can be funny and reading it can be funny and it can be a funny experience actually it doesn’t have to be a sexual one (is it even sexual that often?

- you can work out your kinks in a (relatively) safe space.

- You can work out your trauma.

- You can work out a potential fantasy that you only want in your brain.

- Maybe you want the relationship you worked so hard at building for thousands of words to translate sexually speaking because in a romance that’s sometimes the buildup. And the major action scene is the sex. And it’s just a narrative tool.

None of this is/has to be real.

I am so tired of the narrative that porn is a horny behavior. It really isn’t. It can be, but I would wager it’s less than 30% that is actually horny.

I am ace. I don’t care about sex in my real life at all. But Smut is so fun to me. Writing it or reading it is SO FUN. Sometimes I cackle and sometimes I cringe and sometimes I hide my face and go « ohmygod » and sometimes I think « sweet » and sometimes I—

Do you get it?

Sex isn’t shameful and neither is omegaverse egg dragon implant monster fucking smut.

I would like to drop the weird convinctions people have that smut readers/writers are degenerates. Go touch grass.

(Also yeah data is probably skewed just extrapolate plz)

[doctordeathawaits]

trans-omega tips please ? { like the ones in omegaverse fanfics !! }

also specifically a little nsfw but i get extremely dysphoric about not having my heats !! so if you have any tips for that specifically i would be so grateful !! maybe you could hide it under a read more/continue reading thingy !!

thank you !! ♥️♥️♥️

TRANS - OMEGAVERSE ( OMEGA ) . . .

warning of nsfw topics under the cut ! :3

Hello , so I am a headmate who is cis-omega in headspace , decided why not help out , yk ?

If you experience ovulation - you can associate that with Heat , and for dysphoria , you can download those ovulation tracking apps that give little reminders .

In my source , I often had to take suppressants before going out in public , so focus on that during heat - have reminders on your phone that you need to take vitamins before going out to school / work / out public . Imagining that the vitamins are suppressants can help a lot with dysphoria + vitamins can be gotten just over the counter ( commonly omega 3 fish oil , magnesium or vitamin d ) .

Make nests . I see people say nests are only when someone is in heat , which is wrong , nest can be made whenever the fuck you want - if you wanna be comfortable ? make a nest lmao . But there is also no rules to what makes a nest . All that matters is that you're comfortable , it can just be blankets and pillows , plushie toys , or even clothes that make you feel calm . Some inspo if you're stuggling : inspo .. INSPO .. inspo .

More euphoria - go perfume shopping and figure out what your scent is . You can also assign a scent to your partner . You can buy the said perfume that you assign to yourself / your partner . During heats , you can cover yourself in the perfume - or when nesting , you can use the partner perfume to make you feel more comfortable .

You can set yourself rules based on your cycles . Example ; i generally , for whatever reason , cannot drink beer when i can feel something coming on - never know why , but my mind just sort of , thinks it makes sense ? I've heard that this is common for other omegas , just weird rules that they believe will " help them conceive" upon instinct , even if it doesn't make much sense . But you can set these sort of rules to yourself , any sort . I've heard some have hydrophobia during pre-heat , some claim that eating a specific food is ' bad ' , ect .

Hope these were even just a bit helpful , good luck <3

[nyoomfruits]

62 for omegaverse thingy!

62. "Wait! Your knot is too big-"

Oscar is big.

Lando feels like maybe this is something he should have known, beforehand. Should have asked about, before he signed the contract Mclaren pushed in front of him, stating that if he went into heat during a race weekend Oscar would help him out.

It hadn’t seemed important, at the beginning of the year, when he and Oscar had barely known each other. After all, Lando was pretty good at scheduling his heats around the race weekends, and so there wouldn’t ever be a need for Lando to see Oscar’s dick.

But F1 is stressful. Adrenaline fueled and go go go which is how Lando finds himself here, in the middle of an emergency heat triggered by everything that’s been happening in the past week, sprawled on a hotel bed completely naked, sweating, desperate, begging for it, Oscar towering over him, lean and naked and-

Big.

“It’s okay, I got you, it’s okay,” Oscar mumbles, hand dragging through Lando’s hair, and Lando keens, high and whiny, wanting to reach up and pull Oscar closer closer closer till they meld together somehow, until they become one.

He feels delirious with it -  the need -  wraps his hand around Oscar’s bicep and tugs, a small desperate motion that barely seems to move Oscar, but does result in Oscar finally taking pity on him, after an unnecessarily long period of soft touches and encouraging words, things that are all very sweet, but things Lando doesn’t have time for. Not when he needs to be filled, needs to be knotted like, yesterday.

Oscar pushes in, antagonizingly slow and frustratingly steady, and Lando’s breath hitches, because it’s big big big and it’s pressing into him in all the right ways and his inner omega purrs, happy and excited and filled, and he makes unintelligible moaning noises, grabs uselessly at the sheets as Oscar keeps pushing inside, slow, gentle, life altering.

Lando’s had other alpha’s, before. Of course he has. Has spend heats with them, ruts.  But there’s something about Oscar above him, pushing in slow, his eyes not leaving Lando’s face for a moment, eyes intense and pupils blown, that makes it feel different. His scent is heavy in the air, fresh and peppermint-y, wrapping around Lando’s much deeper chocolate scent like it belongs, like they were always sort of destined to mingle together.

Oscar bottoms out with a heavy groan, falling forward so his face ends up mostly in Lando’s neck, wet mouth brushing over his mating gland right there, and Lando keens again, loud and pitched and desperate, pushing up, whispering please please please into the stale hotel room air.

Unfortunately - or maybe fortunately, Lando’s stupid omega brain is too sex drunk to differentiate between the two - Oscar completely misreads his pleading and rights himself again, starts slowly moving in and out of Lando.

The movement only emphasizes how big he is, filling and stretching Lando like nothing has before, rearranging his insides until everything is Oscar Oscar Oscar. He moans, his hands scrabbling across the sheets to grab at nothing while Oscar keeps going, steady and relentless.

Lando’s own cock, which has been painfully hard since the moment Oscar stepped into his hotel room twitches every time Oscar hits his prostate, and it doesn’t take long - an embarrassingly short amount of time that he blames on his heat - before he’s spilling all over his own stomach.

Oscar makes a satisfied grunting noise, but doesn’t relent, keeps pounding into Lando, and Lando whines because it’s too much too much but also it’s not enough, not enough at all, needs all of Oscar everywhere at all times, needs him close close close.

He’s making unintelligible whining noises, mumbling words he desperately hopes Oscar can’t hear because there’s no way they’re anything short of embarrassing, when suddenly he feels something pushing against his asshole, and realizes it’s Oscar’s knot.

Lando panics, all of a sudden. Because if Oscar’s cock is big, his knot might actually fucking ruin Lando. He’s already so full, feels it stretching him impossibly, and there’s no way, no way- “Wait!” he pants, and Oscar stills immediately, looks at Lando with big, worry filled eyes. “Your knot, it’s too big, I can’t-“

“Hey,” Oscar says, voice soft, so soft, his hand suddenly on Lando’s sweat covered face, holding him, gentle, caring. “Hey, Lando, look at me, you’re okay, yeah? You’re okay. I’m taking care of you.”

Land whines, because he is, Oscar is being a good Alpha and he’s taking care of Lando, and Lando trusts him, he trusts him so much.

But.

“So big,” he mumbles. “So big.”

“You can take it,” Oscar says, and it’s not a threat, or a dismissal. It’s the same way he says ‘Lando has better race pace’ or ‘The car is not good in slow speed corners’. It’s a fact, clear and simple, and Lando nods, Oscar’s fingers sliding from his cheek down to his neck, over his mating gland. Lando whines, low and needy, and suddenly Oscar’s knot is expanding, pushing inside slowly but unrelenting.

Lando moans, and it feels so good, so full, so stretched, and he comes again, Oscar’s knot slowly filling him until there’s nothing but Oscar Oscar Oscar.

When he comes down from his orgasm Oscar has flopped himself forward, rolling them over carefully so Lando is on top, snuggled into Oscar’s chest, knot still buried deep within him. Oscar was right, he could take it, and his inner omega purrs happily at the feeling of being so incredibly full. Lando himself might purr a little too, because Oscar lets out a soft little laugh, his hands splayed over Lando’s back, rubbing comforting circles into the skin.

Lando lets himself be lulled into sleep by slow movement of Oscar’s breathing, the feeling of being full, so full, and the press of Oscar’s lips against his forehead.

[hisaribi]

anyway, beta Dick angst, because I can and honestly betas feels like really underrepresented in omegaverse, so gonna make my fav it

and because I have no idea how to write it without info-dumping in the fic itself, I'm gonna write it as a post on tumblr dot com

mostly ramblings, but paragraphs surrounded by 🦇 symbol we have dc characters related thingie

so, first, start with biology. let's start with something nice-ish, such as scents. so alpha/omega kids have a keen sense of smell from the birth, they scent emotions rather than note some other tells and whathaveyou, and later going into adulthood they have this mate thing, that for a long time was considered once and for all the time, but apparently is just the sign of which alpha or omega can become the best person to have kids with. betas, on the other hand, have no such thing, they don't get any specific smell to themselves, at least not in the smells like cinnamon and rain, human scent is still here but not very obvious. children before presenting also have the similar scent, which leads to some ugly stereotypes

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and also means you can't have the same communication with betas like alphas and omegas can. It took Bruce hilariously long time, almost a year, to catch up to the fact, that his new kid is beta. They are somewhat rare, about 10% of the overall population, even though they can be born to any set of parents, so Bruce, who is an alpha, with alpha Alfred (Alphred) was used to get this sourt of cues, he was used to the societies that were filled with scents and just knowing how some people feel (at least when you know this person and you know what each of their emotions scents like) because of that no need for words

he learned at circus from lady-beta who was like a fortuneteller but actually was way too good about reading people and showed him tricks and tips so he could navigate the world he had no idea about better, and she was the one to teach him because his parents were alpha and omega

apparently the first Robin needed words, pointers and while he masked well, with reading body language, the tone of voice, some other tells, he could go through what other person feels, but it made a rocky begining. and well, while on the streets they used scents suppressants anyway, so nobody would know what they smell like and have an off-chance to recognize them

but we're coming closer to a different world-building piece for it, so let's move on from batclan to some more biology

I'm not going into greasy details, but basically the difference is that female betas have periods and not heats, male ejaculate and don't have ruts, they're basically what we call humans, but with a twist of male ones could have children with both omegas (male and female presenting) and f betas, and female can get pregnant from both alphas and m betas. also betas are the only being on earth that can have children with aliens, which is funny somewhat

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can you imagine how pissed Lex was when he learned he couldn't have a kid with Superman because of that (dun worry, Kon still exists, but also Lois is beta, Clark is a weird one in this, because I cryptonians didn't have any betas, just omegas and alphas, and still, betas are the only one who could get children with them, looking at Dick wink-wink)

that sort of covers biology angle, but wait, there's more

a lot of betas because of how the world is pumping up alphaomega things in literature, movies, all the love advises and all that meant for such more or less usual couples, and it's always about scents and heats and ruts so a lot of them consider themselves either asexual or aromantic, but they come to it realization after their pan-phase (three-phase? like you can't really be bisexual, though maybe it's actually means like you're interested in people of the same gender, but also it brings a whole male/female presenting and welp that's too much, not thinking about it)

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so for the really long time Dick sort of thought he just swinged all the ways, he had things with (alpha) Roy, (omega) Wally, heck, the whole fab five was at least having handjobs with each other (Donna feels like aplha but you can play really well into the feminine part with her being omega, Garth idk, he feels like omega especially in that Dan Mora Superman/Batman world's finest, but honestly, atlanteans are the whole other can of worms, because of my knowledge of young justice cartoon canon and Kaldur being my prime character to see atlanteans through, and also Momoa Aquaman but uh well he's still more of a Duncan Idaho sue me)

and honestly, he sort of did, but he was pressed by the fact that he couldn't even begin to feel the same as they all did, and well, everybody moved on from him, Garth went back to his fish, Roy got himself Jade (also beta) and Lian, Wally is somewhere on the way to get his kids, Donna is happily married, and Dick's just, welp, not fit for that, can we all be friends maybe with benefits

while he also had at least Mar'i with Kory, but they both are sort of off-planet and their kind isn't like humans they like can choose when to get children and from whome, so for Kory it was an actual choice (not like she could've gotten a child from most of her partners because of well betas still being the only ones to get kids with aliens but hey)

and here comes somewhat supernatural angle. well, more like a teen wolf angle

so packs are considered an outdated concept, just like mates are, but still, you can get to be the pack, you can feel the pack bond. this is really a connection that allows to pass emotions between families, also orders, feels, and all that, nothing concrete, you can't pass words or even images

guess who can't be included into the pack.

yep, betas

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once again we have Bruce having no idea how to deal with the kid who can't pack-bond. Bruce who remembers his family's pack bond and had Alfred for the other part. And suddenly a kid who doesn't get soothing, who acts out, and honestly, it's just awkward how much time Bruce had to spend to understand Dick was beta well also mostly because he thought that Dick didn't accept the bond because he was still grieving, hey, Bruce did too, so he let it somewhat go, even though a kid without a pack is a recipe for disaster, well, not beta kid.

So the whole batclan who can have silent conversations, who are sort of on the similar wavelength, and Dick who also sort of holds them together is exempt from such a link, he always acts like it's not a big deal, but oh well.

Also Titans at first sort of formed their own pack, it was the first time they had someone out of family to bond with, and everyone were so confused about Dick not being able to feel the same thing, Roy probably said something rude and he and Dick had a fight over it (we don't tell how Roy definitely has a thing for betas, don't look at Jade, wink-wink). And yet he wasn't just a pack, he was its leader, the one who they subconsciously wanted approval of, the one they put their faith in. Which is an ongoing theme for all and every Dicks, but he can only logically understand what it all means to them, not really feel it

So let's go back to Batman and Robin times, Batman had to learn to work together not just with a partner but with a kid who is challenged — and he did use this language at first which pissed Dick off, but well, there was an argument that betas are somehow disabled — and so he's much more relying on a means of communication Dick would understand, which was a learning curve. But also later when he had Tim in the begining and when Steph was there and with a Batgirl, he could work with them more effectively. And after the justice league formed, well, let's just say he was the one who could communicate with them and coordinate them without an actual need for a pack bond

Dick on the other hand learned to see physical cues for pack bond signals, so the ones coming later into the pack weren't even aware he wasn't in it

So ye, just beta Dick for the angst. Pls come and talk to me about that

[osachiyo]

hey...what if reader has a threesome with nikolai and fyodor for like 5 hours...and then she is all sore and tired...but they wanna keep going....so nikolai eats her ass while she is on top of fyodor...and fyodor is thrusting the whole time because she cant move from nikolai's grip...then sigma joins the party because he heard the moans...and then he fucks her in the mouth while fyodor sucks his balls....and then dazai shows up and says NO! MY TURN! and then he joins and takes turns w nikolai to eat reader's ass....and then chuuya finds dazai but gets all flustered upon seeing reader in bliss of pleasure...and fucks off fyodor by saying he is too weak to fuck someone as good as her...so they switch places...fyodor somehow slides to eat her pussy (trust me, it's anatomically possible, don't question it)...but then, suddenly, out of nowhere, gojo shows up....and he is like OH MY GOD! and he brings geto and nanami to see the whole thing while jerking off...but gojo gets pissed...because she is his little kitten...and then he opens his domain expansion where he fucks her while they all gotta stay still and watch from the side....but then...geto is like "i could do it better" so gojo lets him join...and then a sudden puffy cloud explodes inside the domain...and yosano slices them all...takes the reader for herself....and then....she straps her for 18 hours...and then ranpo joins as a virgin..to see how to pleasure a lady and brings poe too...so they all learn together...and maybe adding some primal play into this...or some knotting..a bit of omegaverse..yk.. :) but also! once reader is about to cum...gojo steals her away and he is a vampire actually...and he marks her as his...and then he gets into a fight with bram...and they do some twilight bs...but reader is in love with akutagawa the whole time...

this is a thirst btw! not a request!! (could you do this like a lil drabble in maybe 300 words?☺️) love your work! keep it up!!

I RE READ THIS SHIT LIKE 80 TIMES BRO STINKY UR SO GENIUS AND CREATIVE BYE THIS IS ACTUALLY SUVH A WONDERFUL DRABBLE IDEA OGMGGGG I'M GONNA DO IT AS SOON AS I'M DONE WITH MY EVENT THINGIE OMG I MIGHT EVEN ACC DITCH THE EVENT BC I WANNA WRITE THIS SO BAD LIKE OMG

[sunshine-omega]

hello there! sincere question, why do you think there are so many omegas in miscecanis (I think I misspelled that but close enough) I myself prefer Alpha but I like nests anyway but I never really did traditional things for my first sex why start now with my "second sex" thingy whatever it's called

also I will likely be a reoccurring anon so call me Cumin, I will sign all my asks

Hi!!

I think that there’s a lot of omegas in the miscecanis community because the traits assigned to omegas are really relateable for a lot of us. Here’s some reasons I can think of:

People who enjoy and write a/b/o, for the most part, have been socialized as women. Omegaverse explores topics of power as it relates to gender and bodies. This trope creates a space for a reader to play with those ideas within the safety of fiction! So, it makes sense that those who feel so strongly about these ideas that they’d identify with them (miscecanis) would tend to feel that way about the omega experience. That perspective is so central to the trope that is literally in the name “omegaverse”. (For a great breakdown of this idea, see this video essay)

A HUGE portion of the miscecanis community is trans and nonbinary, especially afab. Of course not every trans person feels the same way, but many of us find safety in or resonate with omega anatomy. Omega anatomy isn’t consistent between verses, but it always breaks the binary norms that society imposes on our bodies. It’s really appealing to self identify with a role that is in agreement with our bodies, rather than in conflict.

Here’s a post where I wrote about this topic before

For me, this last point has been true in various stages of my transition. When I was at my most dysphoric, my omega identity was my greatest refuge. I’m more comfortable now but it’s still very important to my gender.

Neurodivergence and typical omega behaviors is another big one. I mean come on, nesting?!? Heck yeah. I think that people might feel that because they enjoy the features typically attributed to omegas like nesting, sweet scents, nurturing roles in relationships, etc., that must make them an omega. It’s really okay if that’s why someone picks their role! But like you mentioned anon, you’re an alpha who likes to nest, that’s really great too. I think that behaviors are a starting point for many people and that could be another reason why there are more omegas in miscecanis.

(Also omegas are often doted on and yknow what?? who doesn’t want that)

The simplest answer though: most a/b/o is written with omega protagonists. The protagonist is the character you empathize with the most, your window into the world of the story. When most of the omegaverse you read comes from the perspective of omegas, that might end up feeling the most familiar!

[finch--fry]

male calico

i got brainrotted so hard from beta whitney x alpha wynne even when it started out for shit and giggles to the point i vomitted out a short fic. and speaking this as someone who is not even big on pregnancy but well

cw: omegaverse, pregnancy mentioned

“you know how an alpha’s body works right… especially one like me.”

wynne whispered, a bit taken off when whitney telling him that he was into knocking him up, and it was not just casual breeding kink. he knew whitney was a certified freak with his exhibitionism and various niche fetishes, but this one was… new.

whitney chuckled at that, amused by wynne's dumbfounded face. alphas with vaginas were pretty rare, and making one get pregnant was much more rarer.

"well, call me weird all you want. but i'm not stupid, slut. i know how this whole alpha-omega thingy works. there’s a chance your little boy pussy could get knocked up, even if you’re an alpha.”

he took a small breath, continuing to ruffle the smaller boy's hair. while whitney knew about wynne's anatomy, he also knew that no matter how small the chance is, there was still a chance of him getting pregnant.

besides, the idea of knocking up his pretty little alpha boyfriend as a beta was just too... tempting.

"i think i should stop wearing protection, mm? let us enjoy ourselves without that condom getting in the way...”

whitney started to speak, the thought in his mind getting more and more tempting.

“maybe i want to put a baby in that little womb of yours, watching it grow as the days go by… watch you become all round and soft… and i’m the one who’s responsible for it…”

"you will have to work extra hard, then."

wynne whispered, his eyelashes fluttered as he let out a soft sigh. he knew how determined whitney could be when he wanted something.

whitney chuckled at wynne's response, finding his answer extremely amusing.

"me having to work extra hard to knock you up, huh? you really have faith in my skills, pipsqueak. or are you that desperate for me to get you pregnant?"

he teased, his tone dripping in mockery as he watched wynne's grey eyes widened and his cheeks flushing up as he was getting more flustered.

"then i will have to work very diligently for the results. i'll just have to see how well you can take my breeding, huh?"

"it's not that i doubt you... it's just alphas with vaginas have a very thin chance of getting knocked up. it's like finding a male calico cat, very rare, but it's not completely non-existent."

wynne shrugged, his hand reached out to place whitney's hand on his stomach, on the spot that he knew where the womb was resided. whitney's words were enough to make him shiver in excitement.

whitney listened to wynne as he explained it to him. he knew most of it already, but it was still interesting hearing it from his alpha boyfriend's mouth. he allowed his hand to be placed on wynne's stomach, his thumb rubbing circles into his lower abdomen, almost as if he was trying to imagine his boyfriend pregnant with his kid.

"maybe you're unlikely to impregnate due to your anatomy, but i'm still gonna try my best to knock you up. and when that happened, then i can get that rare calico cat."

he teased, the image of his alpha mate with a round, swollen belly stuck in his mind now. whitney smirked, his hand still gently rubbing wynne's stomach.

"but you'd look really hot with a baby here. and i'm gonna do my damnest to make it happen. i could just imagine it now. you, in one of my shirts and nothing else, pregnant with my child... just walking around the house, being all cute and soft..."

whitney continued, his voice getting more and more huskier.

he loved picturing it in his head, wynne with a big round belly. the mere thoughts of it were getting him even hornier than he already was.

"and you’d just be waddling around. getting all needy, wanting some attention and all, looking so cute and pretty. with your soft hair, messy blonde hair, freckled pale skin, and those milk-filled tits of yours. and of course, your adorable little tummy, all round and growing."

he spoke, his hand slowly roaming the entire length of wynne's stomach, trying to imagine what it would be like.

"god, i just want to make you mine so bad right now. and i will. that's a promise.”

[wordy-little-witch]

Okay I have been Inspired

And by u soured, I mean I have an idea for a fic I don't have the energy to write so i will instead drop tidbits and outlines.

Omegaverse AU, set after Wano.

Trigger warning for non consensual drug use, alluded non-con attempts that go BADLY for the perpetrators, and Crocodile being a jerk.

• Cross Guild is given an opportunity among the criminal organizations, so Crocodile pushes for them to go. Mihawk maybe remains as protection for the island, so it's just Croc and Buggy. The meeting is a gala-type thingy so it's all formal but there's a secondary aspect to it that Buggy is unaware of.

The group they're meeting with is loosely associated with the group throwing the gala. There are numerous organizations in attendance and they're trying to set up connections. The hosts however have a secondary function in their group - slaving and trafficking.

Buggy does not know this.

The food and drink are spiked with microdoses of omegan pheromones - they often make Alphas mildly high, improve mood and enhance general demeanors. In Betas, it's a soothing, calming effect, improves mood and focus. Nothing bad! It's, if anything, simply a light buzz.

In Omegas, however, it can have... odd reactions.

Buggy is an Omega. Nobody else knows Buggy is an Omega.

• about midway through the party, he starts feeling... off. Uncomfortable. He at first chalks it up to his anxiety. Then it gets worse. His head feels clouded. He's itchy. He's overheating. He's... he's got to get the hell out of here. He goes to Crocodile.

Croc blows him off, makes a snide remark on being "unable to handle the O". It takes a few precious seconds for Buggy to process and figure out that 'the O' is, in fact, that O.

Shit. Shit.

Buggy tries to subtly tell Croc that the need to leave, like, right now, but again Crocodile blows him off, tells him to leave himself if he's so adamant.

Buggy huffs and goes.

O, as the drug is often called, causes different reactions in Omegas. For some, it induces Heat. For others, it's like an upper, for others, it's a downer. For even more still, it can induce rage or catatonia.

Buggy is among the unlucky few who get triggered into a heat.

So he is leaving a gala full of Alphas and Betas, all some type of high, going into Heat on an unfamiliar island and alone.

What so few seem to recall though is that he was a child of Gol D. Roger. He was a pirate when most others were still clinging fast to their mother's skirts. Some children learned trade, learned their letters and writing. He learned freedom, he learned survival at the knee of the man crowned king.

Many try their hand with him. None succeed.

• as the fates would have it, a certain pirate crew has docked at this very island, for once not causing a ruckus - not yet at the very least.

Robin and Luffy are together, wandering the darkened streets as they indulge in some silliness, Robin telling Luffy stories, Luffy offering subtly insightful and vividly bold commentary. They are enjoying themselves immensely.

Then they both pause.

The scent of distress is subtle, but a mere undercurrent to the glass-like sensation of the Haki around them. Luffy tilts his head, eyes squinted. The sensation is familiar, he notes, but he can't place it. The follow the feelings.

They find a bloodied clown at the end of the trail. Buggy meets the newcomers with a low growl, but even still slinks back a half step. Luffy gapes. Robin tenses at the scent on the other, at the size of his pupils.

"He's in heat," the captain blinks, head tilting, a frown on his face. "But he's so scared..."

"He seems to be drugged," Robin offers quietly, taking a half step back and tilting her head with a soft smile.

Buggy seems taken aback by the movement, by an Alpha showing her neck. It's that which makes him shake his head, makes him try to focus, to orient himself.

"... strawhat?"

"Hi, Buggy! Where's your crew, do you know?"

The clown sighs shakily. "I... not here. They're... they're home."

Luffy nods easily, carefully stepping forward hands up. He let his own head tilt slightly, not ad much as Robin but still more than expected. A smile laid firmly on his face. "Okay. Is there somewhere safe you need to go?"

The bluehaired pirate opened his mouth and then paused. He paled slightly. Shook his head. "I... don't know."

"That's okay! You can stay on my ship for a while, no biggie. Chopper can make sure you're healthy, and Franky made a captain's quarters but I never use it so it's kinda an extra heat room if you want space."

"As if I'd go to an enemy ship like this!"

"We're not enemies, though?"

Buggy blinked. "What."

Luffy blinked. "You're Shanks' brother. He said so when I was little, I just never knew it was you. So yeah, we're not enemies! We're friends, and you're family, too."

Buggy's breath hitched as the young man before him was suddenly replaced by a hazy overlay from eons past, a dark haired man with the very same hat, the same smile.

"After all," both men seemed to proclaim, "Family is important, especially to a D!"

• Buggy, exhausted, skittish and coiled tighter than a wire spool in a hydraulic press, takes a calloused, rubbery hand. He accepts help from the pup-captain before him.

• the strawhats are bamboozled, to be sure, but they also are both used to Luffy's unpredictability and also understand why he did this. They're pretty chill with it overall.

• Chopper has numerous Moments as he's giving Buggy a quick check up because of the drugs in his system, then gets absolutely PISSED when Buggy reveals that he doesn't know how much he took bc he hadn't known it was there in the first place. A blood test is also out of the question because of Buggy's Devil fruit, and Chopper doesn't want to risk submerging Buggy enough to get a vial to study, citing that the weakness may cause adverse reactions with the drug in his system.

Luffy has, by that point, gotten clown rated cuddle-approval and is very adamant about keeping Buggy company because Heats suck.

• Buggy is actually. Really well taken care of by the kid's crew. They respect his boundaries, never push his limits, nobody even bats an eye when he mentions his Heats aren't actually sexually driven when Chopper asks what he needs for the time period. Everyone just. Rolls with it.

It's the safest Buggy has felt in a Heat since he and Shanks were still cabin boys.

The closest anyone came to forcing something was the one and only time the swordsman released pheromones to calm Buggy from a panic attack, and even then, the green haired man apologized afterwards.

• Buggy is embarrassed to admit that he found himself scenting Luffy a time or two during half asleep moments, curled up together in a little half asked Nest. He's also embarrassed to admit that he was tempted to cent a few of the others as well. He blames the hormones.

• Buggy does wind up calling back to Karai Bari to update them - he is safe. Something came up. He'll be home soon. Ritchie and Mihawk are in charge.

• by day three, they are still docked, and Buggy is sitting on the swing on deck, braiding Robin's hair as she reads a book and sips at some sort of fruity drink. Things are calm, relatively quiet, and then everything suddenly goes to hell in a handbasket as a tornado of sand lands on the deck.

Weapons are drawn, eyes sharpen, and Crocodile reforms before them with a cigar clenched tightly in his teeth. "Where the fuck is my clown," he nearly snarls, and Buggy scoffs loudly, getting everyone's attention.

• it's a hot mess, and Chopper actually takes point on dressing down the former warlord with all the fury of athousand doctors. Luffy lurks nearby just in case, but Robin sticks to Buggy's side, having grown rather fond of the man.

Crocodile does bristle at first with the verbal attack, but actually seems to simmer down as it goes on, even going so far as to look properly chastised nearing the end of it.

The logia user turns to look Buggy up and down. "... you're alright?"

"I am now. The pup and his pack are good people - unlike the guys you wanted that deal with," the clown couldn't help hissing. "Seriously, maybe WARN a guy next time! I am all for people doing their own shit, but fuck! That shit's dangerous!"

"O isn't usually-"

"Not that, idiot! But O is dangerous to Omegas! You never even asked what my secondary was, and when I tried to get us to leave together, you blew me off. Dick move, Sir," he spit the title like venom, glaring sharply enough to match.

Crocodile cringed. "Yeah. Not... my brightest or most respectable moment."

"Ya think?"

There was silence for a bit, then Crocodile turned to fully face the other. "I'm here now," he said simply, "are you ready to head out?"

"No," Luffy cut in succinctly, "He's staying."

"What?"

Buggy echoed the sentiment.

Luffy grinned. "Your Heats last like five days, right? So stay here the next few. Chopper said it's dangerous for you to move a lot because of the drugs and your devil fruit and th-"

"Got it! Got it, dangerous. But I've spent Heats in worse condition on smaller ships by myself. I should get by fine."

And like that had been the magic word, Luffy tilted his head, smiled with eyes more mature than he seemed capable of as he spoke. "But you shouldn't have to get by, uncle Blue. You should get to be safe and happy. You can go if you wanna, but you can hang out here too. It's your choice." The younger man shot a look to Crocodile. "Not your choice, Crocodile. I like you, but I like Buggy more."

His piece said, the black haired boy turned and returned to his sniper's side, a subtle movement of his hand leading to the others relaxing minutely. Buggy bit back a purr, blushing and bristling at the urge.

"Whatever. Fine. I'll ride it out and head back when it's over. Happy?"

"Very," Luffy called back with a grin before diving back into the game he'd left abandoned.

Chopper seemed equally satisfied, nodding.

Robin stepped to his side with a smile. "He has a way with things, doesn't he?"

Buggy groaned. "Unfortunately."

And with that, the true chaos began

[kingdreverette]

Fuck ok so EXPLAINING THE LAST POST

Max Jägerman ghost ver from NPMD and Mark Workin Boys (both by starkid) are ghosts and I thought it would be funny to put them together because Mark used to play football as well as max soooo

How would they meet?:

Football field, after Max kills Richie he goes to the field when the game ends and meets him there, easy 🔥

Would they get along?:

HELL NO THATS the appeal though they bite and scratch each other 🔥🔥 it’s an fun till one of em kisses the other and whoopsie daisy one of them died again

Anything else to say?:

Im Crackshipping if it was a human guys trust anyways Max gets revived because of Waylon and its curse thingie so then why tf is mark a ghost? Who knows, got too silly

If I get 5 likes I’ll post more about them..heh…

Omegaverse headcanons:

[tokillamockingbird427]

Retorting back to one of the first asks i send here, about Logan being a cheerleader in highschool, possibly also already earlier

Just fully onto the stereotype that the quaterback dates the cheerleaders, tho this time he dates the only male one, Logan. Started out with him defending Logan from his teammates who tried making fun of him for being a cheerleader (the girls also were ready to jump the team, til he came around and sat them on their asses) backed up by Hesh, who came from his own practice, menacingly holding his bat (yes, i hc him playing baseball, don't come for me) Hesh was definitely impressed by him scolding his entiere team over this. After that Logan and the footballer got to talking and one thing let to another, might've helped eachother with training as far as they could.

-🐑 (it wasn't the first ask, but possibly the second i ever send in, the first was an addon to the omegaverse thingy and the dad scoreboard, yes, i do still remember that 😅)

Cheerleader! Logan is so good actually. So is Baseball! Hesh. Okay why are you a genius.

Football boyfriend 100% had a crisis too I can feel it. He started off defending Logan before he even really met him because the boys had already garnered a reputation for being tryhards that get shit done, then after he met and started talking to Logan (Because of his initial defense,) and found that time he spent with Logan felt very fulfilling... Then he went "Yeah and he's real cute too-- WAIT WHAT!" (Didn't know he liked dudes.) but eventually calmed down about it after he figured that he'd liked Logan for a while before he realized anyways, so why should it be scary?

Hesh was initially a little wary of him but warmed up after boyfriend nearly got into a whole brawl with his team over them messing with Logan again. BEFORE FBBF even realized he had feely weelies.

Yeah also "Helping with training" cue Logan asking football boy to help him stretch. (Logan 100% flirting and being too handsy the whole time.) (Football boyfriend almost keeled over.)

(Ohhh, wayyyyy back. I don't even remmber that far lmao.)

[slonekaru]

15 Day BL Challenge - Day 24

Full challenge list here: Day 16 to 30, Day 01 to 15

Day 24 - What Storyline/trope do you enjoy and wish to see more of?

Bring on the MPreg.

I want to see how far they are willing to take this. Who has the balls to keep going with it.

I can't believe we've had 2 shows put it out there.

Pit Babe went there first but to those not familiar with Omegaverse it may have seemed like Charlie and Babe were just talking about kids, like adopting, not necessarily Babe birthing that kid.

But Sunset x Vibes, the hand on the stomach, you can't take that as being subtle. Sun was knocking Lin up.

gifs belong to @mysterygrl20 from this post so if you like them go and reblog that post (sorry I could not get these two specific gifs to come up in the gif search thingy)