#omega!kazutora

[cannellee]

TOKYO REVENGERS OMEGAVERSE ★

୨୧ yandere! alpha! kazutora x omega! reader

synopsis: kazutora is utterly obssessed with you and turns yandere once you start hanging out with other people. but what happens when he goes too far...?

cw : bullying, manipulation, controlling/possessive behaviour, r@pe attempt (not kazutora), assault, angst to comfort?

note : I'm so so sorry for not posting for nearly 2ish months🙏 here's a little something that was sitting in my drafts for a while now, hope you'll like it! I'll try to get back to posting stuff before the end of the year!!

note 2 : I recently read a lot of fics with omega drop inside and I wanted to give it a try!! I'm so unhappy with how the end turned out, but I can't think of anything else to write soo... + it's so rushed, pls don't hate me🙏

MY MASTERLIST: ★

just imagine bully!kazutora, who decides to attend school regularly just to see his favourite omega every day!

he develops this weird obsession for you and can't stop himself from thinking about you 24/7. at first he's talking to you in the most casual way he can, asking you about school homework, what food you had for lunch...

you don't find him repulsive at all despite the rumours : he isn't violent and overwhelming despite his affiliation to a gang. so you engage in small conversations with him, almost finding yourself in a secluded space with just the two of you more often than you can remember. but kazutora has been nothing but a nice alpha with you! so you let your guard down.

his mean behaviour didn't start until the summer break. you discovered yourself and gained confidence, going out more and discussing with more people than you used to.

when kazutora was one of the rare people occupying your already tiny social circle, he now was one friend among so many. of course he had that special place in your heart, but how could he know ? regardless, it wasn't enough for kazutora.

he felt a burning jealousy consuming him wholeheartedly whenever you gave that new friend of yours more attention than him.

you used to be so shy and awkward, timidly walking up to him in hopes he'll talk to you. now kazutora has to witness his omega act like a social butterfly, smiling and hugging others like it's no big deal.

he's fuming. he doesn't want the thousand girls fanning over him and he couldn't care less about the people gathering around him to try and befriend him.

no, kazutora fell for you first and wants nothing more than your precious bubbly self for him to see only. what do you mean you have to cut short your daily walks home because some nobody invited you to the library ?

kazutora lives that as a betrayal and can't even fathom the idea of you slowly slipping away from him. he just had to do something. he felt sick to his stomach just thinking about you with someone else, about some alpha making moves even though he didn't even get the chance to properly kiss you or hold your hand.

but kazutora is smart. kazutora is charismatic. kazutora is an alpha with a sweet and charming smile. his bad reputation flew over people's heads whenever he flashed them his signature smile followed by his sugar-coated words.

you didn't think much about it when some people started avoiding you, interacting with you less and less. those were the ones you only made small talks with once in a while.

some started to throw you weird looks, whispering after you passed in front of them to join your locker. you frowned a bit, but no harm was done so you shrugged it off.

it was all too progressive to be a coincidence. first the rumours, then the physical bothering and finally, people outward causing you abuse.

it was scary and off-putting how everyone seemed to have turned their back on you, bullying you like you never laughed together just a month ago.

you pondered and questioned yourself, absolutely clueless about the unfair treatment. you now came to school with an unbearable pit to your stomach, scared as to what other students would come up with today.

while some deliberately left your side and bothered you for a couple of days, they soon got bored and simply proceeded to ignore you. but there was this particular friend group, which seemed adamant to keep persecuting you under any circumstances.

a few betas and alphas, everyday pushing you to the edge, cornering you in the empty locker room and tormenting you or literally destroying your belonging when you had your back turned.

it was all too much. everyone just disappeared from your life and you were left with a growing fear and apprehension. your usual vanilla scent was reduced to ashes, barely present, meanwhile you kept your mouth shut most of the time, sometimes even going days without talking to anyone at all.

it took a toll on your mental health, your instincts not fit for such a lonely life. you were made to be cajoled and appreciated, to enjoy life and make your loved ones happy.

you didn't have anyone anymore. you tried a few times to catch your closest friends in the hallway whenever you saw them pass before you, but none of them spared you a glance, hurriedly mumbling apologies before looking around them with fear in their eyes.

nothing made sense anymore. not even kazutora, who you thought was a genuine friend, helped you. he still attended school with an impressive diligence, you caught him sometimes talking to your bullies whenever the six of them ate together during lunch.

you had taken the habit to spend your lunchtime at the back of the school, far from everyone. you enjoyed those moment sof peace, even being able to keep an eye on them from where you were. you coul easily spot them without you being visible.

kazutora towered over them like a self-proclaimed leader, while they all listened to him with respect. kazutora was far stronger than them and could simply order them around the way he'd like.

you often wondered why he would take part in such a horrible thing, tormenting you as if you actually deserved it. what surprised you was how he seemed to never actually commit those said acts himself, making you even question if he was behind it all.

still, you kept your distance from him. your own feeling of betrayal hanging heavy in your mind at kazutora's indifference towards you.

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you fell on your butt after a particularly mean push to your shoulder. you looked up, wide-eyed and scared, the sound of laughter entering your ears as you watched their smirk deepen.

you hung out later than usual at the library, studying until it was all but dark outside. you carefully packed your stuff without any worries, not expecting anyone at this hour.

but to your luck, the same exact people were there, waiting for you like a pack of starved hyenas. you pushed past them, hoping that would keep them from bothering you any further, their sadistic urges already satisfied.

their pheromones felt especially menacing tonight, you didn't know if it was your mind playing tricks, feeling more vulnerable than ever now that you were all on your own and exhausted.

your instincts exhorted you to flee from here when they grabbed your shoulder to make you turn around. you couldn't dare look up, their sickening laughs doing enough to make you beyond scared.

they trashed you around, taking pleasure in your lack of power, your optimistic self easily defeated by the days spent in fear and anxiety. you instinctively reacted to their scents, your limbs automatically shaking, mind cloudy, trying its best to protect itself.

you could only cry pitifully when one of them threw you, forcing you to make contact with the floor once again. and when his eyes lingered over your figure in a predatory gaze, a smirk streching his lips and his tongue passing over it, you felt your blood run cold.

you searched for any ounce of humanity in his friends' eyes, hoping they'll realise that they were going too far and eventually call out the alpha. finding none, you felt yourself slipping awat by the second, your senses way too overly stimulated by their treatment.

you cried harder, his hands feeling like knives digging into your flesh, a ruthless attempt at stripping you away from what little dignity you had left.

he sat on top of you, his weight forcing a few coughs out of you, unable to breathe properly. he continued his assault comfortably, his friends cheering him on with no regard to how your whole world went crashing down in this exact moment, all your strenght abandoning you, unable to fight anymore.

your mind went blank, trying so hard to process what had just happened to you when you felt one of his friend pull him off of you. mumbling something about kazutora and telling the alpha that they scared you enough.

he reluctantly agreed with an angry growl and a condescending slap to your cheek, knowing kazutora was far too scary to go further with his omega. he mockingly barked at you to be grateful, but you couldn't hear him, nor could you move.

you simply laid there, a pool of tears clouding your vision, tiny and pathetic cries leaving your soar throat. you couldn't protect yourself from the unshakable feeling of terror and helplessness and nobody was there to give you support.

you really were all on your own.

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you woke up in the softness of your nest, memories blurry and confused, yet all your senses vividly alert. the blankets and pillows were in a mess, mascara smeared across your cheeks, your high-school uniform still on and furiously torn apart, and the smell of blood floating in the air.

after dragging yourself back to your home, you had used all your remaining strenght and could no longer move. yesterday was your last straw and all you could do was lay on your side, head pounding from all the crying and feeling like a lifeless doll.

you felt like a stranger in your own body, unable to shake off the overwhelming fear. you couldn't find any source of solace, your nest wasn't even yours anymore, it felt foreign. you didn't feel safe anywhere.

you slowly let your thoughts consume you.

you couldn't do it, you weren't brave enough, strong enough. you had been able to handle it for the first few months but you felt yourself fall deeper into this nightmare and your were afraid you would never be able to get out of it.

kazutora didn't think much about your absence at school today, he was visibly disappointed to not be able to see his favourite omega, but didn't pry too much.

after a day turned into two, then three and then almost twoweeks now, he grew more and more concerned. he was agitated, pissed off by the situation, skipping classes the second he didn't see you there. he tried calling you multiple times a day, left you a hundred of messages and despite the strangeness of his sudden concern for you, he had expected you'd answer them, or at least read them. but you didn't.

he was left in the dark and was surprised at himself to have let you flee his eyes for this much time, almost instinctively sensing the abnormal urgency in your absenteeism. he had consulted those meaningless people he used to isolate you, kazutora was such a threat on his own that he was sure they couldn't have possibly lied straight to his face. or is it that they've took it too far ? kazutora knew he had warned them about it, scaring you was fine, tormenting you was fine, anything beyong that was like asking for death.

he found himself at you doorstep the same exact day, a plastic bag full of various medicines just in case. he knocked, waited, but heard nothing. he tried smelling you through the cracks, your heat scent usually so strong it literally slips from under. but he sensed nothing, comfirming you had no academically right reason to not attend school for such a long period of time.

he called your name, screamed it in desperation, banged on your door to try and stir up some movement from inside, but everything was dreadfully calm.

a million thoughts went through kazutora's mind when he broke into your home. he breathed in your familiar scent, the same one that instantly made him feel all sorts of things the way no other omega ever did. he took a minute to observe his surroundings, smiling at how cute and friendly you had decorated your place. despite the unusual darkness, it was indeed very charming. kazutora thought it suited you very well.

when he kept going further into the hallway, a strange feeling flooded his body. despite his excitement to finally see your face after two weeks, he somehow felt anxious. he didn't know what to expect. had you finally crumbled under the pressure of having no one by your side ? did kazutora break you enough that you'd seek comfort near anyone who would offer you a helping hand, even if that person was him ?

oh how did he want to have you all for himself once again, to have you back in his arms, talking to him with your shy eyes, teeth biting your lips in nervousness and too intimidated to even think about leaving his side.

what sight awaited him inside your room? will you welcome him, tears of relief and happiness flooding your eyes upon seeing someone care about you? after all this time of fighting alone, fending for yourself like a frail lamb when your whole purpose was to rely on others ?

kazutora couldn't wait to become your saviour, to chase away those annoying people who had dared mess with you, even if it was all his fault. you just would have to give him one word, one proof of affection and he'll immediately be on his way to teach them a lesson.

he opened your door, feeling entitled to do so without even asking. he frenetically searched for you, nose instantly trying to pick up your sweet scent. you were curled up between a pile of blankets, frame shaking and your fists desperately clutching the fabric.

he frowned slightly, yet still unaware of the alarming state you were in and approached you slowly. he smiled when he took notice of the teddy bear he had gifted you a few months prior, his chest warming up with pride upon seeing how hard it was pressed against your chest.

he gently called your name, nudging you just a little bit to get you to open your eyes. not wanting to scare you, he made himself as small as possible, voice barely above a whisper and movements as slow as he could.

but you couldn't move an inch and kazutora soon realised that your whole body was burning up, and not from a heat. he checked your forehead, watched how your breathing was weak despite being shaky and finally took in the terrifyingly rotten smell of your scent, nothing like he had expected upon entering your room.

although delusional, his instincts couldn't ignore and misinterpret the distressed pheromones your whole body emitted. reacting immediately to them, he softly caressed your face, removed you from inside the covers and took your worn out body in his arms.

he tried stimulating you by saying your name as kindly as possible, his own body burning up from the stress and creeping guilt slowly consuming him after linking everything together. was that the consequences of his actions? he looked at your face, torn with pain and fear, noticing with horror the purple bruise on your wrist and the equally awful red marks on your neck and arms, some even bleeding.

he showered you with his own pheromones, using nature's ways to force you into a calmer state.

what has he done? was it all his fault? he should've known you weren't this brave and should've known you'd need him sooner. he should've taken the hint and go to you instead of observing you slowly falling apart and delaying the moment when he'd finally come at your rescue.

he watched as you slowly but surely came back to him, eyes blinking up at him, unable to comprehend what was going on. you were all dopey and insanely fragile, your mental state on the verge of a cliff, threatening to fall if you were to be feeling any bit of discomfort.

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surpringly enough, you had warmed up to kazutora faster than he had expected. when anxiety plagued you with its torments, he was the one you instinctively reached out to, his scent carrying a sense of comfort and safety.

it was unfair how he could prevent your mind from torturing you any further when he was the primary culprit. you weren't even able to get a full night of rest because of it, and now you were accorded sleep because he decided it was best for you.

he literally drugged you with his pheromones during the period you were more than vulnerable, unable to take care of yourself. breathing in kazutora's scent whenever you felt down and distressed, had you assimilating it with something close to a safe place.

when you first woke up in his embrace after falling asleep to the sound of his apologies, you tore yourself away from his arms. you trying to move with what little strength you could muster forced his own eyes open, his hand, too quick to not be a reflex, caught your waist, keeping you against his chest.

"let go of me," you whispered after trying to pry yourself away from him, gripping his forearm, desperately wishing to make him move.

"y/n..."

"I said let go of me kazutora. why are you even here ?" cutting him off, you looked at him angrily, tears threatening to fall from your eyes.

the pained stare he was met with was enough to make him regret all his actions. sheer betrayal was written all over your face and the scent which once brought you comfort, now only made you uncomfortable. he was too close. his hands tangled with your waist and wrists... you were scared of what they could do to you. he was holding you too tightly. he was afraid you would disappear.

"kazutora, you're hurting me. just what exactly do you want and how did you get in ?" he quickly let go of you, muttering a few awkward apologies.

"...how did you get those bruises ?" he asked after a long silence, partially pleased you weren't ordering him to leave anymore and relieved you didn't push the topic of his intrusion any further.

"keep playing dumb and I might actually get really angry" you had pushed yourself up, refusing kazutora's help and was now sitting, glaring at him.

"please y/n, I assure you I don't know anything. I wouldn't have let anyone hurt you like this..." you chuckled half-heartedly, looking at kazutora's pleading eyes with contempt in yours. you could tell he was taken aback with how things were turning out with how he grabbed your arm softly, as if begging you to please believe him.

"ask your friends, I'm sure they'd love to tell you all the details about what they did."

and with that, you turned your back on him, tired of talking to him who acted like nothing was his fault, as if he hadn't played a huge role in how people treated you.

you were too tired to curse at him and yell for him to get out of your sight, you fell asleep in almost a few minutes this day, not caring if kazutora had anything to tell you or if he was even still there, invading your nest and taking up all the space like he was used to when it came to you.

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upon your confession, kazutora was seeing red, rage fully consuming his body and abandoning him to a state of pure instincts.

he stayed still, observing your steady breathing and the mess he had caused because of his jealousy, hands shaking at the sight of your injured body.

he made sure one last time that you were covered with his pheromones, which, no matter how much you hated them, helped you calm down a bit and have a good night rest like you needed.

he got up, barricaded your door that was slightly broken and left you alone in your apartment, ready to pay a visit to those people he had used to get what he wanted.

you've always been fragile, your nature shaping you to be more delicate than him, but never had he ever seen you this weak and defeated. although he had his response in your current state, he promised himself he would redeem himself, vowing to protect you just like he should've.

and it all starts now, by getting rid of the ones who thought they could go as far as laying a hand on you.

when he came back, he let out a relieved sigh seeing you hadn't move. he threw his now slightly red t-shirt on the floor and went back to your side, pleased with what he did and happy there were a few less threats for you out there.

he kissed your naked shoulder and fell asleep, inhaling your sweet scent he craved so much and swore nothing bad would ever happen again.

kazutora would make sure of it...

[eetherealgoddess]

ꨄThe Bulliesꨄ

Oneshot - Semi Dark Content - College Setting

❦Baji and Kazutora have always been assholes to you. Can Chifuyu help?❦

Matsuno Chifuyu, Baji Keisuke, and Hanemiya Kazutora x Female Reader

❣︎Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics. Might be slightly ooc. Honestly thought the Haitani brothers would’ve been a better fit for bullies but here we are❣︎

Not fully proofread

MY TR FANDOM WORKS ARE ONLY ON TUMBLR, WATTPAD, & AO3 UNDER EETHEREALGODDESS! REPORT IF YOU SEE IT POSTED UNDER ANYONE ELSE BUT ME!!!

I apologize if I get any Japanese etiquette or culture wrong, I literally have to research the culture for some of my fandom stories so if anything is wrong, please excuse my ignorance.

Notice:

✩Y/n is 18+. I picture her as a black female but you can see her however.

✩Some parts of the story may not be realistic or factual. After all, this is a work of fiction.

✩Although it's a dark 'romance,' I do not condone any of the behavior displayed.

✩Dark content such as: gore, violence, triggering topics, graphic scenes, vulgar language, explicit sexual content, etc.

✩There may be scenes that involve non con and/ or dubcon so don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable.

✩Characters are 18+ as always.

✩That being said, this story is for 18+ only.

Enjoy!

The Bullies

“Stop it!” You hiss before snatching your arm out of the omegan’s grip, causing you to lose your balance and fall. Your behind lands on the floor as you angrily glare up at the culprits. Bruises are layered all down your arms and legs from the impacts of their daily antics. The cold from the tiled flooring freezes the bare skin of your thighs and legs. Your bottoms were snatched off at the beginning of the torture session, leaving you in nothing but your panties. Your top has been torn in half, the fabric now fitting you as a vest.

Your eyes squint when the flash of the phone glows in the dark, empty auditorium. You curse under your breath when you realize another picture has been taken of you in a vulnerable position. More leverage to use against you.

“God, betas really are weak. Look at you.” The solid black haired omega eyes you with disgust, hands shoved in his pockets. The man with his hair pulled back in a bun brings a finger to his own blonde strand of hair and pulls it behind his ear before bending to your level.

“This must be embarrassing for you! Imagine being so useless. You can’t even fight back,” he beams with a wide, close - eyed smile, “…I guess you really can’t help it, can ya?” Kazutora’s arm reaches for you before you smack it away, causing him to chuckle.

You hear a buzz and watch as they both straighten their stances and eye their devices. They grin before turning their attention back to you.

“Alpha’s callin.’ We gotta go.” Baji says before turning on his heel, not giving you a second glance. Kazutora follows before stopping and turning back to you with amusement gleaming through his eyes.

“Good luck walking through campus like that.” He dangles your pants before tearing the fabric and tossing it to you. The door shuts behind them as you're left with tears at the corners of your eyes. You slowly pick yourself up before limping to grab your phone. You call a friend to help you out of this situation.

“Man, what happened to you?” Chifuyu, one of your close friends that you met on campus a year ago asked as he walked you to your dorm. A couple hours after you called, he brought you clothes and first aid. You were thankful, but very exhausted from the circumstances you’ve been dealt.

“Look Fuyu, I-I’ve kept it from you for a while now because I didn’t want to make anything weird, but I’m honestly sick of it.” You stopped walking down the path before he halted in his steps and turned to you with curiosity on his expression.

“Your omegas are major assholes. They’re the ones who do this to me all the time. They’ve physically assaulted me in numerous ways and harassed me. They even took pictures of me after tearing my clothes off and threatened to post them. It’s like they take pride in humiliating me just because I’m a beta.” Maybe they don’t like your friendship. You have no idea, but it started ever since you and Chifuyu became friends. The closer you two got the more ruthless they became.

You didn’t think it could be jealousy considering you’re not an omega and alphas usually prefer them over betas anyway. You’ve never been courted and they’ve been together for so long. Long before you and Chifuyu met. You have no clue what their problem is. You would’ve told him sooner if the slight jabs stayed light, or if they hadn't threatened to post all those naked pictures of you.

You become slightly nervous as you watch Chifuyu’s blank expression. You worry that you’ve done something wrong and may have ruined their relationship because of his reaction. That is, until he seems to come back to reality and gives you a slight smile.

“I’ll take care of it.”

The next day goes very smoothly. No forced interactions with the omega males, nor any harassment or anything else you experience each day from their torture. Unfortunately, you hadn’t seen much of Chifuyu either but evidently he must’ve meant what he said considering nobody bothered you today. Your phone buzzes in your pocket, causing you to grab the device and eye the notification that states, “come to my apartment.” Your eyebrow raises at the lack of context Chifuyu gives but you don’t really worry about it and head over.

When he lets you in, you couldn’t help but smell the strong pheromones in the air. As a beta, it doesn’t affect you the way it would an alpha, but that doesn’t mean you’re immune to the scent. Its strong cinnamon and earthy fumes remind you of burning incense. You follow Chifuyu through the living room to the hallway in confusion.

“Hey, what’s going on?” You asked as the smell became stronger. You wondered how Chifuyu didn’t go into a rut himself with how overwhelming the scents are.

“Relax, Y/n. You’ll see. It’s a surprise for ya.” He smirks back at you before reaching the wooden door. He grabs the knob and pushes the door in, gesturing for you to walk in first.

You gasp at the display of Chifuyu’s bedroom. Your face heats up at the view of Baji and Kazutora bent on all fours with their naked asses in the air. They wear ball gags in their mouths as well as thick plugs in their behinds. Their cocks are swollen, leaking slick on the comforter. At this angle, you couldn’t see their faces but could only imagine how red they were. Chifuyu gently pushes you in the room more before closing the door behind him and walking towards the omegas.

“After you told me about my mates acting up, I decided to have a little chat with them. I need to explain something to you…” He rests an arm over Baji’s lower back before bringing the opposite limb down for a swift and harsh slap against his ass cheek, causing a moan from the omega’s throat, “…a few heats ago, I guided them through it like I usually do. What I wasn’t expecting was a piece of your clothing embedded in their nest.” Your eyebrows furrowed in bewilderment.

No way.

Chifuyu makes his way over to Kazutora, giving a slight squeeze to his testicles which causes him to whimper against his ball gag. “Honestly, I was a little scared that you guys were having an affair since they wouldn’t stop asking about you so I made them give me their phones.” Your eyes continued to stay wide throughout the calm speech Chifuyu was making. You can’t believe how casual he’s acting. Alphas are known to be territorial creatures. You have even seen him knock some guys out for making perverted remarks about his partners. It’s insane he never confronted you about it.

“Chifuyu, I-!” You didn’t want him to think that you did anything wrong so you were going to explain what really happened, until he cut you off.

“Seeing some of those pictures of you made me realize that maybe I don’t mind the connection between you and my partners. Maybe I wouldn’t mind mating with you either.” He smiled. Your jaw hangs open at the statement.

“Holy fu-!” You're cut off again as he continues.

“Since I didn’t mind it. I was gonna give it time. Let it play out and deal with it head on when it’s time. I understood that you were probably too intimidated to tell me anything so I let it slide, but before I could court you…” Kazutora yelps once Chifuyu snatched the plug from his ass, slick oozing out as he looks down at the object in his hand.

“…I didn't know that the pictures were against your will. And worst of all, that they had been abusing you.”

“A-Alpha, please…” Although the ball gag muffled Kazutora’s speech, you could hear the begging clearly.

“Fuyu…I’m s-!” Before Baji could finish his muffled plea, the plug was also snatched from his ass as well as a harsh slap meeting his cheek.

“I didn’t say either of you could speak.” Chifuyu wears a stern expression on his face before commanding them to kneel on the floor, facing you.

You flinch before awkwardly facing down at the vulnerable omegas kneeling in front of your feet, the jingle of Kazutora’s earring sounding like a collar. You played with the hem of your shirt, not knowing what to do, especially with the intense eye contact they’re both giving you. You could tell they were in a forced heat by the sweat on their bodies and the dimness in their eyes. This is such an embarrassing situation for you, and yet you could see the excitement within their flushed faces.

“So on behalf of my omegas, I am sorry for their dishonorable behavior. They don’t know how to express themselves emotionally. They tried to do that shit with me and I fucked the shit out of both of them. It’s how we mated.” Chifuyu shrugged before walking to stand behind his kneeling partners. He placed his hands on his hips before giving you a wide smile.

When he unclips the ball gags from their heads, you eye them with shock as they place their hands on their laps. Both men apologize with Kazutora crying and Baji with an embarrassed, yet pouty expression on his face.

“It’s fine, I guess. Just don’t do that shit again.” You said, scratching the back of your head.

After that, you don’t really know how but before you could leave, you let Chifuyu talk you into getting your vagina eaten out by his partners as a way of a meaningful apology, and they lapped that shit up like it was their last meal. You honestly couldn’t believe it. You almost didn’t accept it until he made his claims. Next thing you know you had Chifuyu’s cock inside of your pussy from behind as you sat on his lap, his hands spreading your legs as your juices were still getting lapped up.

All in all you didn’t leave that room until you were bonded to the pack, the bites having been slightly painful and yet arousing. Honestly, you hadn’t even known you were fully mated to them, mentally checked out until Chifuyu caught your attention and told you to bite all of them back.

You didn’t really have a choice but to accept your fate. It wasn’t so bad, the abuse stopped though the omegas still teased you. Chifuyu makes a great alpha when it comes to relationships and there was definitely a lot more romance in this partnership than you expected, although you didn’t really expect to be in a relationship with any of them in the first place.

[macsimagines]

could i possibly ask for alphas mikey, kazutora and draken and their reaction to their omega s/o that is very sensitive and cums very qiuickly?

TW: ABO, Yandere, MINORS DNI, NSFW, Dubious Consent

Yandere!Alpha Mikey

Bastard about it. Total douchebag. He will overstim you to all hell, and will continue to do it despite your begging.

"Puh-Please! Alpha! No more, can't take it!" "Of course you can. You're my Omega, after all."

Thinks this is proof of how compatible you two are. Really does believe this means that he's the only alpha that can satisfy you in the way that you deserve.

Outside of sex you keep trying to explain it to him. "I told you my body is just hyper sensitive to alpha pheremones!" "You better not be tellin' me just any alpha will do."

You have to be careful with your words because if he thinks that he's just as good as any alpha on the street for you, he's going to treat you like a whore.

"C'mon take it. You know you love it. This is all you're good for? Right!?"

Mikey is more insecure than he'll ever let on, and if you let his thought run rampant then he's going to start treating you poorly. Just be his good omega and let him believe he's the only one that can ever bring you to that point.

Yandere!Kazutora

Careful, like Mikey, he's going to believe all its evidence that you too are made for each other. Deluded into thinking that this just proves you're his perfect omega and that he's the only Alpha that can satisfy you.

And he's going to overstim you as well. Not on purpose, on accident! This Alpha is just going to get too pussy drunk to realize you're cumming nonstop.

"S-so good! Love this pussy, fuck! Baby~ tell me how much you love it!"

Will overstim himself even because it's not good until you both are crying. Don't worry baby! He understands your pain. He can't just can't get enough of you.

"Tora! You can't keep having sex with me like that! It's too intense!" "So Is my love baby, you can't expect me to stop that either."

You try to hold off on sex until your heats hit. If its already going to be intense might as well wait for when it's at it's worst right?

Wrong. Bad Choice. Kazutora is going to fuck you like his life depends on it and the second you cum from him just putting his dick in? Get ready for one wild ride.

"You love me right? You need me, don't you!? Look at how good I make you feel, look at how much you cum around me! You only want me forever don't you?"

Yandere!Alpha Draken

Actually understands that you need things to be taken easy and is actually gentle with you.

When he does have sex with you, he makes sure he's nice and slow, not boring, but he doesn't want it to be over too soon. Lets you tell him when you need a second, and will actually wait for you to calm down.

"Don't worry, baby. Alpha is gonna make you feel real nice." "Dr-draken! Please!"

Not that he doesn't abuse this info. Don't forget he's still a yandere and if he thinks you're being unfaithful or not submitting like a good omega should he's going to punish you.

Fucking you at a brutal pace, ignoring the way you cry and beg after cumming for what will feel like the millionth time.

"You want to whore around, act like a slut, then I'm gonna treat you like one. Look at the way you're cummin'. You must love this, right?"

But if you behave, like a good girl should, then he's going to be the picture perfect alpha. Helping you build your nest, Scenting you when you need it. Breeding you the way he knows you like.

"It's ok baby, nice and slow, I remember."

[majimikky]

✿ A small drawing as the cover of my fanfic. I wanted to capture this light melancholy to describe how Mikey feels at the moment. But also to give you an idea of the atmosphere my fanfic will have.

Pairing: Takemichi x Mikey

Genre: Omegaverse, angst, everyday life, romance, psychological trauma

Side pairing: Shinichiro x Wakasa & Kakucho x Izana

Side character: Emma, Draken, Chifuyu, Baji, Kazutora, Mitsuya, A-Kun

My character in FanFic: Sano Mikky

"It’s hard when you’re an omega who can’t find peace either among your family or your friends. It’s hard when you have problems with your parents. It’s hard when you can’t accept your existence, when you don’t understand your own feelings. When you just want to disappear. That’s why it’s nice when there’s a bright shining Sun beside you, ready to show you the right path and make you happy."

:･ﾟ✧ Harsh Wind, Warm Sun ✧:･ﾟ

The hot drops falling from the shower endlessly cascaded over the curled-up body of the omega, enveloping his skin with searing warmth. The water streamed down his back, disappearing across the cold tiles, as Mikey sat motionless on the floor, his hands resting loosely on his knees. His wet hair clung to his face, concealing his gaze, which was lost in the pattern of the tiles in front of him. He wasn’t thinking about anything in particular, yet he felt a heaviness in his mind—as though fatigue and tension had merged into something indescribable.

The pain in his back was dull but constant—a reminder of something he couldn’t escape. He tried to ignore it, letting the hot water ease the tension, but he knew it wasn’t enough. His muscles were stiff, his breathing uneven, as if each breath drained him even more.

His vision blurred for a moment, thoughts spinning around how long he had been sitting there. Time seemed to lose meaning—the only thing that mattered was the warm stream keeping him on the brink of some fragile sense of peace. He knew he needed to get up, to return to reality, but his body refused to obey. Any movement would bring a new wave of exhaustion and discomfort, and he simply couldn’t face it.

A quiet sigh escaped his lips as his eyelids slowly drooped over his tired eyes. He took a deep breath, letting the warm air of the bathroom fill his lungs, but the heaviness in his body remained. The hot water and solitude couldn’t wash away the deep-seated fatigue that had settled within him.

The moments of stillness, however, were interrupted by a faint knock on the door. The dull sound seemed to pull him out of his thoughts. His head turned slowly toward the source of the noise. — Manjiro? Are you okay? - his brother’s familiar, slightly worried voice came from the other side. - You’ve been in there too long. Did you fall asleep?

Mikey stayed silent for a moment, his lips curving into a faint smile as he listened. Shinichiro never missed a chance to distract him, even in the grayest of moments. — I’m fine, Shin-nii, - he finally replied after a slight delay. - I was just thinking. Don’t worry, I’ll be out soon! — Don’t do that. One day, if you don’t answer me, I’ll have to break the door down to make sure you haven’t drowned! - Shin laughed softly, adding a hint of humor that always managed to lighten the mood.

Mikey chuckled under his breath, even though he knew his brother couldn’t see him — Come on, get ready. Didn’t you say you wanted to go out? Emma will be upset if she ends up cooking just for you again! — Yeah, yeah, I got it. I’ll be out soon!

He heard Shin’s quiet footsteps retreating from the door, leaving Mikey alone once more. The room fell silent again, broken only by the sound of the water drops falling from the shower.

Closing his eyes for a moment, Mikey tried to clear his mind. Slowly, his hands moved to brush the wet hair away from his face before he turned off the hot water. A wave of dizziness hit him—the heat had dulled his senses. His skin was flushed, his back aching slightly from the uncomfortable position he’d been sitting in.

With a final effort, he stood up, taking a few unsteady steps as he reached for his robe. But something in the bathroom caught his eye, and his heart seemed to skip a beat.

The mirror.

It stood there above the sink, uncovered this time. Mikey froze. His gaze involuntarily landed on the reflection—his reddened face, dazed expression, the steam shrouding everything like a heavy veil. He couldn’t bear it.

It stood there, over the sink, uncovered this time. Mikey froze. His gaze involuntarily stopped on the reflection—his flushed face, the dazed look in his eyes, and the steam that surrounded everything like a heavy veil. He couldn’t bear it.

Clenching his teeth, he turned his head away and cursed quietly. He quickly left the bathroom, feeling the cold air hit his overheated body. The fabric of the robe wrapped around him softly, bringing slight relief. Finally, he could breathe again.

Mikey slumped onto the bed, letting the cold calm him. The temperature in his body gradually normalized, but the heaviness inside him didn’t fade.

A few minutes later, as the warmth from the shower began to dissipate and the steam, like a gentle cloud, vanished, Manjiro felt lighter, his heartbeat slowing into a steady rhythm. The redness in his cheeks faded, and the mirror that had troubled him earlier was left behind in the bathroom, rendered insignificant. He chuckled softly at himself, thinking it might finally be time to get rid of it for good. There was no reason to keep it. If anyone asked why, he’d simply say he didn’t like seeing himself naked while showering. No further explanations were necessary.

The day outside was clear, with gentle sunbeams caressing the room’s walls. Shinichiro had apparently drawn the curtains back to let the light in. That small gesture, which Manjiro always quietly appreciated, was more than just pulling back a curtain. It was a moment of peace that filled his soul with warmth, like a comforting embrace. It was hard to explain why such small acts brought him such relief. They gave him a sense of safety and warmth that he couldn’t find anywhere else.

Slowly, he dressed in lighter clothes that would allow him to feel the sun’s warmth. As his body straightened, he still felt the residual heat lingering around the room. Without realizing it, he found himself in the kitchen, already enveloped in the familiar scents of family life. The aroma of a home-cooked meal wafting through the house refreshed him like a cool breeze. As always, it was thanks to Emma, who had a way of preparing dishes that not only satisfied but also carried the comfort of home.

Unexpectedly, as he opened the kitchen door, Manjiro caught the presence of Emma’s helper—the familiar, subtle scent of lavender blended with something sweet and fresh, almost like plums, which he couldn’t mistake. It was a scent he knew well, one that brought a sense of calm and stability — Well, look who finally decided to come out of his room, - the white-haired omega said with a mildly disapproving but calm tone as they placed the last plate on the table. Emma, meanwhile, was pulling cold juice bottles out of the fridge, smiling at the lively noise filling the space. - I thought I’d have to cook something for you if you decided to sleep after your shower. — That wouldn’t have been necessary, Iza-nii, - Manjiro replied in a slightly teasing tone, smiling as he glanced at the table. The aromas from the dishes blended together, creating a cozy, almost magical atmosphere. - Because I know you’d make my portion and just tell me to warm it up. — Don’t be so sure of yourself, - came the calm but slightly annoyed response, with a glance toward the open door. Izana raised an eyebrow, their eyes locking onto Mikey, who was already making his way to the table. - Shinichiro! Hurry up, we’re not waiting for you forever! Even Mikey showed up faster than you!

Izana spoke in that slightly condescending yet detail-oriented tone that everyone recognized. When he turned to Shinichiro, for a moment, Shinichiro felt like a child being scolded, even though he wasn’t at fault. It was strange how Izana could sometimes make him feel that way. But now wasn’t the time for such thoughts, right?

Shinichiro, for his part, had just arrived, and their eyes met briefly. His face, despite attempting to remain calm, betrayed a hint of tension. Late, as always, yet he knew this wasn’t just an ordinary situation. The unease about something he couldn’t quite put into words lingered.

Emma, sitting on the floor with her cup, simply laughed, her eyes sparkling with playful mischief. To her, these moments were merely amusing—a kind of daily routine that filled her heart with laughter and joy. While she didn’t take sides, she always found a way to see the humor in things. — You’ll probably make us laugh when you explain why you couldn’t show up sooner, Shinichiro, -  she said with a slightly teasing smile, watching as he finally took a seat at the table.

Their grandfather, Mansaku Sano, was already in his usual spot, seated with a newspaper in hand. He didn’t interfere in their conversations, preferring to watch quietly from the sidelines with a smile on his face. He was simply there—still and silent.

Manjiro glanced at him and felt that familiar sense of calm that only his grandfather’s presence could create. Sometimes, Manjiro wasn’t sure if his grandfather truly noticed all these small moments of tension that passed through their home. But that didn’t matter. His presence alone was like the warmth of the midday sun—quiet but comforting, and always in the right place.

These moments... Yes, they meant so much to Manjiro. And though he couldn’t express it or feel confident enough to admit it aloud, they were the light in his days. Especially when sleepless nights kept him awake, his thoughts tormenting him. Or when he stood under the hot shower, consumed by reflection—a strange balance between solitude and the need for connection. But these moments—when the whole family gathered around the table—he cherished them deeply in his heart as something truly priceless.

Seated in their places and having said the customary prayer before eating, the moment was filled with warmth and their characteristic casual chatter. While their grandfather ate quietly and read his newspaper, Izana and Shinichiro began their usual discussions.

Izana, with his seriousness and sharp mind, often seemed like the older brother in spirit. Yet, when it came to witty remarks or playful challenges, he couldn’t resist teasing Shinichiro.

Shinichiro, on the other hand, though not the strongest physically, had a charisma that earned everyone’s respect. His natural leadership and calm confidence made him loved not just by his family but by those outside it as well.

The mealtime was filled with lively conversations and banter that brightened the moment. Shinichiro and Manjiro always found ways to bring humor and freshness to the atmosphere, dispelling any tension.

Emma and Mansaku listened with smiles, occasionally joining in with brief comments. Their grandfather, who seemed engrossed in his meal and newspaper, would sneak glances at them, his eyes subtly radiating affection and pride.

When the meal was over and everyone began clearing the table, Emma's behavior was noticeably different. She moved quickly, with a hurriedness she rarely displayed. Slightly tense, she urged her brothers to hurry so they could finish as soon as possible. Izana raised an eyebrow, observing her actions with barely concealed surprise, while Mikey continued at his usual pace, seemingly unbothered. — Emma, why are you rushing so much? - Shinichiro finally asked, clearly intrigued by her change in behavior.

Mikey turned to his sister with mild curiosity, while Izana, who had been holding back, answered instead: — Emma's in a hurry for us to go out together so I can help her pick a birthday gift for Draken.-  His tone carried a hint of irritation, and Emma visibly blushed, lowering her head.

Shinichiro studied her expression before commenting with a half-smile: — A birthday gift? Isn't it a bit early for that?

Emma frowned slightly, patting Izana on the shoulder in annoyance at his tone. Her cheeks flushed as she tried to stay composed. — You don't understand! - she exclaimed, her face reddening further. Her gaze dropped to the table, as if seeking solace in the woodgrain patterns. After a brief pause, she added softly, — I know it's the end of January. I know there's still time until his birthday, but... -  Her words hung in the air. She bit her lip, seemingly struggling to continue. - But I want to give him something truly beautiful. Something that will remind him of me. After all, when he turns 17...

Silence. The atmosphere in the kitchen shifted. What had started as a casual conversation now carried an unspoken weight. Shinichiro looked slightly embarrassed, realizing his question had been sharper than intended. He diverted his gaze to the sink, as if seeking an excuse to avoid breaking the silence — You don’t have to worry so much. - Izana’s voice was softer this time, almost warm. He stepped closer to his sister, placing a hand on her shoulder. - Whatever you give him, I’m sure he’ll like it. Besides, I’m here to help you. -  He shrugged, casting a casual glance toward Mikey. - Otherwise, you’d have to rely on these two—Shinichiro and Mikey. And they’re... useless.

His sarcasm was understated, but his words seemed to calm Emma. She took a step forward and unexpectedly hugged him, burying her face in his chest. Izana looked visibly flustered, his lips twitching as if to say something, but he remained silent. Instead, he placed a hand on her head, awkwardly patting it. — Alright, enough. You don’t always have to hug me, - he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper, but she could sense his slight discomfort. — Thank you, Izana. - Her quiet voice came from where her face was nestled.

Shinichiro, who was washing dishes, allowed himself a faint smile. He left them in peace, clearing the table in their stead.

Mikey, tense as a bowstring, watched the scene from the sidelines without saying a word. The warmth of the kitchen and the gentle atmosphere surrounding his siblings seemed to envelop him, but he couldn’t relax. Every word related to Draken’s birthday was like a punch to his gut.

"May 10."

The date echoed in his mind like a relentless refrain, something he couldn’t escape. He felt his heart tighten, the air in the room growing heavy, as though invisible walls were closing in on him.

He pressed his lips together to keep his unease from showing, but his chest constricted, and his palms began to sweat. Izana’s words seemed to fade into the distance, drowned out by his own pulse pounding in his ears.

"I need to get out. Now." While Izana and Emma continued their conversation, he stood up almost mechanically, moving like a shadow. He carefully avoided others’ gazes—his steps were light, almost soundless, as if he feared someone might stop him. His heart pounded so hard that his chest seemed to resonate with tension. The only echo in his mind was: "Draken... his birthday... I can't..."

When he finally stepped out of the kitchen and into the hallway, Mikey leaned against the wall, as though every step he had taken had drained all his strength. His breath was ragged, and his hands trembled as he pressed them against his face. It felt as if panic was enveloping him like a dark wave, rising higher and higher, threatening to swallow him whole.

"I can't think about it..." he whispered to himself, his words barely audible. He wanted to escape these thoughts, to hide in some quiet corner where no one could find him. The pain was raw, like an old wound reopening. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to calm the storm in his mind. "I just need to breathe... go outside..."

Before he realized it, his hands were already on the door, and the cool air outside washed over him like a gentle touch. Yet instead of calming him, it only emphasized the emptiness in his chest. Mikey leaned against the railing in front of the house, looking down at the street, trying to steady his breathing.

Draken had been his best friend. Truly, his best friend. He always found a way to pull Mikey out of the darkness whenever he was sinking into it. Draken had been like a steady pillar in his life—a moral compass that helped him not to lose himself. Without him, Mikey wouldn't be the person he was today.

But the mention of Draken’s birthday was like a knife slicing deeply through his thoughts. It was a trigger that made his entire being tense up, as though preparing for a battle—one that, however, was raging within him.

That’s why Mikey had ended up outside. He didn’t have the strength to stay indoors. He needed air, movement, anything to stop the whirlwind of thoughts consuming him.

His breathing slowly began to normalize, and the heat coursing through him gradually gave way to a sense of coolness. His heart, which had been pounding like a drum moments ago, started to calm down. Mikey relaxed, allowing himself to sit on the ground, placing a hand on his chest as if to feel that his pulse was no longer so insistent.

He leaned back against the railing, closing his eyes for a moment, hoping that even a single minute of peace would be enough. "Just one minute," he thought, trying to ignore the thoughts still entangling his mind. But even in the silence of this moment, the weight of memories continued to press on him.

When the minute of silence was over, feeling his breath fully returned to normal, Mikey slowly got up, brushing off invisible specks of dust from his clothes. He looked at the small yard in front of his home. Everything was as quiet as always, but instead of offering comfort, the silence weighed on him. He needed something, anything—even just a walk to distract him.

"Maybe the pharmacy," he thought, though it was a strange choice. He didn’t need any pills, but ever since Izana had been with them, those small errands had turned into a routine task. A habit he hadn’t given up, even though there was no longer any need for it.

For a few seconds, Mikey took a deep breath, trying to bring his body back to "normal." Slowly, he moved away from the house, and when he crossed the threshold, he paused for a moment. He stood with his back to the house, head bowed, as if the weight of his thoughts was pressing down on him. He shoved his hands into his pants’ pockets and took the first steps that distanced him from the only place where he had ever felt peace.

Even though he claimed he wanted to go for a walk to the pharmacy, his movements were mechanical. The streets, the buildings, the path—everything was so familiar that this couldn’t be called a walk. But it was still better than shutting himself away somewhere and trying to tame his thoughts.

Soon, he would have a meeting with the boys from “Toman”, which meant he had to maintain control. He was their leader—and as a dominant omega, he had no right to show weakness. The expectations placed on him were immense. It would’ve been different if Mikey had been an alpha—but he wasn’t. And that only made everything more complicated.

Absorbed in these thoughts, Mikey didn’t notice how quickly he’d reached the pharmacy. A quiet chime accompanied the door opening, announcing his entrance. Inside, it was calm—a woman was browsing medications while an employee at the corner was organizing products near the section for alphas and omegas. Without wasting time, Mikey headed toward the shelf where the pills he needed were stored.

Izana was a special case when it came to suppressants. His body reacted differently to standard medications designed for omegas, creating a number of problems. Instead of stabilizing his pheromones and alleviating the symptoms of his heat, regular pills caused unwanted side effects like headaches, dizziness, or even extreme fatigue. This forced Shinichiro to search for specialized medication, which was rarely stocked in pharmacies.

These suppressants were designed for omegas with sensitive or unique biological traits, making their production limited. That’s why Mikey had grown used to checking pharmacies, hoping to find the right pills for Izana. Even though these medications were expensive, it was crucial for them to keep a supply—not only to avoid crises but also to ensure Izana’s comfort throughout his heat.

As for Shinichiro, he always preferred to buy Mikey’s suppressants from a specific place where they were familiar with his case and could offer the most effective medication. Mikey didn’t mind picking up pills for himself, but he was used to his brother taking care of it. This was yet another sign of Shinichiro’s attentiveness and care, always prioritizing his family’s needs.

While carefully inspecting the pills, faint voices from the other side of the shelf caught his attention. The conversation wasn’t meant for others to hear, but in the quiet pharmacy, the sound seemed to carry everywhere.

The voices belonged to two boys whom Mikey easily identified as betas by their weak pheromones. — Did you hear what happened recently? - one of the boys started quietly, though irritation laced his tone. - Another alpha was accused of attacking a regular person! And they’re excusing it because he was in ‘rut’ and couldn’t control himself. Why should we, normal people, have to suffer because of their problems?

The other boy immediately chimed in, his words dripping with bitterness: — Exactly! What if that happens to one of us? No one’s going to protect us, right? It’s like our lives don’t matter… With every passing comment that reached his ears, Mikey felt his anger steadily rising. His brows furrowed, his jaw clenched, and he bit his lip in an effort to suppress the storm brewing inside him. "You have no idea," he thought bitterly, his fingers tightening around the box of pills in his hand.

He could easily show them what it meant to be a dominant omega—just with his pheromones, he could force them into silence, maybe even onto their knees, stammering apologies. But right now, that wasn’t an option.

Or maybe he should just turn around and hit them. One solid punch would be enough to put an end to their stupid chatter. But... no. Not today.

Today wasn’t a “safe” day to hurt someone. If he happened to run into Draken later, the last thing he needed was another long lecture about self-control. Mikey wasn’t sure he could handle his friend’s calm yet cutting tone this time.

Instead, he exhaled deeply and refocused on the task at hand, ignoring the conversation and concentrating on the rows of boxes in front of him. "Better to focus on what actually matters," he muttered internally.

Comments like these from betas—so-called "normal people"—were all too common. To some of them, the behavior of alphas and omegas seemed unnatural, even threatening. Others felt justified in spouting opinions without considering the consequences.

“We have problems too, but they never think about that, do they?” Mikey murmured under his breath, glancing at the shelves filled with pills, vitamins, and medications tailored specifically for their kind. He tried to ignore the presence of the betas, but his irritation grew as he noticed that the medication he was searching for was out of stock again.

“Damn it. If this keeps up, I’ll have to take Izana back to the doctors for a new prescription... or start looking for imports again. And those are ridiculously expensive. This isn’t fair...”

Shaking his head slightly, trying to keep his frustration in check, he suddenly caught a faint, sweet scent—peach. Peach? He couldn’t help but smile a little, curiosity stirring as he rose onto his toes to confirm whether he’d smelled it correctly. Could it be...?

Before he could finish the thought, an angry voice from the other side of the shelf interrupted him. — Stop acting like you're so important! Do you even understand the situation?

The voice was both displeased and challenging, and Mikey immediately recognized that tone. Without a second thought, he decided to circle around the shelf to see what was happening. However, what he saw made him chuckle lightly — though he knew he should hold back from intervening. — What the hell do you think you’re doing? — hissed one of the betas, glaring as the short blond boy grabbed his friend by the collar. — Shut it. If you can’t grasp the dynamics between alphas and omegas, then just keep your mouths shut and leave. Go to Kyoto or some other region where there aren’t as many of us. Few in number, sure, but at least understand what that means… — the omega replied, frowning at the situation.

Manjiro stood off to the side, quietly observing. This was unusual for him. Normally, he wouldn’t miss a chance to get involved, but now he seemed to lack the energy for a conflict. His eyes were slightly dim, and his tone — or rather, his silence — was far from his usual confidence. He noticed Chifuyu beginning to tense up, but didn’t step in. The moment felt strange. Mikey could sense the tension thickening in the room, yet had no idea how to diffuse it without making things worse.

— By the way, you’re doing me a huge favor. If I stepped in, I’d just have to listen to Draken or Shinichiro nagging at me later, — Mikey added with a playful tone, though his smile was far from carefree. It was frozen on his face, like a mask. The sight might have been amusing, but it only added to the tension in the room.

— Mikey-kun — Chifuyu blurted out, surprised to see him here in the pharmacy. His face immediately twisted with shock, but quickly shifted to an expression of irritation. He turned his head toward Mikey, shooting him a glance full of tension and faint contempt.

He was still gripping the boy’s collar, and for a moment, it felt like everything around them had frozen. He opened his mouth to say something, but instead, he slowly spoke in a sharp tone: — Then why didn’t you stop them when they spouted such nonsense? Normally, you don’t care what Draken or Shinichiro say because you just ignore them all the time! — Chifuyu practically barked, not realizing he’d gone too far. The anger he’d been holding back for so long spilled out without warning.

Mikey, still standing there with his frozen smile, felt something within him start to crack. Chifuyu’s words were like a sharp blow to his gut. The feeling was painful, leaving an unpleasant taste in his mouth. His expression shifted as his smile disappeared, replaced by complete indifference. His gaze grew colder, and his posture straightened with unexpected firmness. Slowly, he stepped closer to Chifuyu without saying a word, lifting his chin slightly as though there was nothing more to add. But deep down, something was boiling inside him. What he had just heard felt like a personal attack. - You’re not the one who gets to tell me what I should or shouldn’t do.

Unexpectedly, Mikey’s quiet and seemingly ordinary gesture turned into something much more. The air in the room thickened — not just from the silence, but from something else that Chifuyu noticed all too late. Mikey’s slow, deliberate steps seemed to pierce through the space around them. The atmosphere began to change, becoming denser and heavier.

Chifuyu could almost physically feel something enveloping him, something he had never been able to escape before. Mikey’s pheromones spread slowly but surely, wrapping around everything in their path. The air began to carry a bitter, stale scent — something sharp that was almost painful to breathe in. And the feeling that this wasn’t just a scent but something almost tangible clung to Chifuyu’s skin. Every breath made him feel as though he was trapped.

Chifuyu tried not to show fear, but his heartbeat slowed, and his lips trembled slightly. He realized too late that he had crossed a line. It felt as though every word he had said was loaded with too much meaning, too much emotion that couldn’t be contained. The weight of responsibility for the situation made him want to disappear. — I… I didn’t expect to see you here, Mikey — he whispered, his voice barely audible. His gaze dropped, and his hands instinctively shoved themselves into his pockets, as if trying to shield himself from the storm he felt was about to erupt.

Mikey didn’t say anything, but the way his gaze lingered on him was enough to make it clear that the situation had spiraled out of control. His dominant energy seemed to engulf the room, like a tiger poised to attack but not yet striking.

At that moment, Chifuyu realized he had overstepped with his words. Yet, the pheromones… they not only clouded his thoughts but also left him feeling strangely powerless. These pheromones didn’t just saturate the air—they made his body feel drained, pressing down on his very consciousness. He glanced at his friend, but instead of apologizing or justifying his words, all he could do was step back. The air was so thick he couldn’t take it anymore.

When Mikey’s footsteps came to a halt, Chifuyu felt the air thin for a fleeting moment, only to be replaced by an even heavier pressure. He knew there was no escaping the consequences of what he’d provoked. The betas nearby were already at their limit, their confusion and physical reaction to the pheromones making the situation even worse.

The two betas standing close trembled, covering their noses with their hands, unable to endure it any longer. The beta Chifuyu had been gripping by the collar immediately shoved him away and stormed out of the pharmacy without a backward glance, fleeing the unbearable atmosphere.

Chifuyu remained rooted in place, his head still bowed. His breathing slowly steadied, but his body continued to radiate submission. He expected a command or at least a word from Mikey, but at that moment, the tension was suffocating and unpredictable. — So, they really were uninteresting. Not worth my time, - Manjiro’s voice sounded low and monotone, tinged with slight irritation. His gaze followed the retreating betas before turning to Chifuyu. Noticing the trembling omega and his bowed head, Mikey clicked his tongue in displeasure, tilted his head slightly, and added, - You can raise your head now… Stop reacting like that.

The words sounded almost like a command but carried a shadow of guilt. Mikey was aware that he had lost control again. The sweet peach scent that Chifuyu usually emanated was almost gone, replaced entirely by Mikey’s dominant pheromones. This situation kept repeating itself, and Mikey couldn’t find a way out of his own emotional chaos.

Chifuyu’s words still echoed in his mind, a quiet reverberation he couldn’t silence. They hurt—not just what the omega had said, but the fact that his friends, like Draken or Shinichiro, often failed to understand why he sometimes behaved so coldly and distantly. They couldn’t feel the weight he carried on his shoulders, nor the endless spiral of thoughts that dragged him down.

How could they understand? He barely understood himself. Unable to handle the chaos inside him, Mikey chose silence. It was easier—safer. But now, standing in front of Chifuyu, Mikey could feel that silence weighing on both of them.

Chifuyu kept his head bowed, his body trembling as he felt his chest tighten. Lightly biting his lip, he was acutely aware that Mikey’s pheromones still dominated the air—heavy, suffocating, nearly unbearable. The omega couldn’t breathe properly, and the other people in the pharmacy were likely struggling with dizziness as well. The pheromones were so thick in the air that even Mikey’s breathing seemed strained. But what scared Chifuyu the most wasn’t the pheromones. It was Mikey himself—that cold, distant expression that seemed to reject everything and everyone.

Chifuyu wanted to reach out, but the fear of being pushed away paralyzed him. Mikey knew this… but he didn’t care about anyone else. Only Chifuyu mattered. — What have I done? -  Mikey thought, trying to dispel his pheromones. He was attempting to ease the tension, to lift the weight the omega felt. But at the same time, a storm of anger churned in his chest—not toward Chifuyu, but toward himself. — Chifuyu, - he said softly, his voice heavy with tension and regret. The silence that followed was almost deafening. The omega didn’t lift his head, and that only deepened Mikey’s sense of guilt. Why couldn’t they talk like they used to?

His frustration simmered, but it wasn’t directed at Chifuyu. It was at this moment, at what he had become. Swallowing heavily, he said nothing more. Instead, he lowered his gaze and started walking toward the exit. — I’m going home, - he said, his voice cold, almost indifferent. But inside, everything was screaming. The pain and emptiness in his chest expanded with every step. He knew that if he ran into Draken later, he wouldn’t be able to hide the chaos within. He’d end up saying something foolish, something he’d regret.

As he reached the door, Mikey stopped. He felt a light, uncertain touch on his arm. Chifuyu's touch was so gentle that he barely noticed it—but it was exactly this that made him stop. He felt the warmth of his fingers, trembling with uncertainty, and for a moment, time seemed to freeze. But he didn’t turn around. He couldn’t bear to see his expression—that mixture of fear, pain, and desperate hope. But he felt it. He felt everything. It was so gentle that he almost could have ignored it—if he didn’t know exactly who was touching him. — Tonight... the guys want us all to meet at the café near Mitsuya’s house. There won’t be any other gangs, just us. You... you’ll come... right? - Chifuyu spoke, his voice quiet, trembling, but persistent.

Mikey didn’t turn around right away. He could feel the tension of the omega behind him, the fear and the effort that had gone into those words.

He wanted to turn around, to look at him, to say something—something real, something that could fill the emptiness between them. But he couldn’t. Something stopped him—the fear that his words would destroy the last thread connecting them. Instead, he remained still, staring into the emptiness before him, torn between the desire to stay and the need to escape.

Mikey stood before two choices, each laden with potential consequences. He could accept Chifuyu’s request and go meet the guys, risking breaking down at the wrong moment, saying or doing something foolish. Or he could refuse, go home, and try to calm the storm within himself. But both options filled him with disgust.

Today was one of those days—heavy and unpleasant, as if the world had decided that today, everything should annoy him. The kind of days where even the simplest movement required an inhuman effort. In these moments, all Mikey wanted was to isolate the feelings that were eating him from the inside, to not bother those around him. Because, as always, he had to appear natural. To look the way everyone saw him—strong, unbreakable, a leader. To smile, even though every smile felt like a painful stretch of a wound that wouldn’t heal.

And yet, today, even the smallest things irritated him. The sound of the wind, the way people looked at him, even Chifuyu’s hand on his. These little things sparked a sense of dissatisfaction in him that pushed him toward foolishness—toward decisions he knew he would regret.

That’s why he stood still, like trapped in a cage. “Just say yes or no,” he thought, but the choice didn’t seem so simple. Refusing was easy. The guys were already used to his rejections, and Chifuyu probably wouldn’t insist. But if he went home... If he ran into Izana... If his brother sensed something...

Mikey shuddered. He couldn’t bear the thought of Izana finding out. He would insist, ask questions, not stop until he dragged the truth out of him. And right now, the dominant omega didn’t have the strength for such a conversation. Why did it always have to be so hard? How could Shinichiro be a dominant alpha, yet conversations with him were quicker, without complications, while with Izana everything was so difficult, even though he was just an omega with a few problems?

The whirlwind of thoughts hit him in waves, each heavier than the last. How could such a simple question—yes or no—throw him into such an abyss?

Chifuyu still held his hand, his eyes—expectant and patient. Mikey closed his eyes for a moment, pressing them tightly, as if this could chase away the storm in his head. The dissatisfaction still raged inside him, but he had to suppress it with a deep sigh. Finally, he relaxed his hand and lightly pulled it forward. Chifuyu released it without resistance but continued waiting for an answer. — Okay... - Mikey whispered with a dull voice. - I’ll come to you all tonight then.

He didn’t wait for the omega’s reaction. His words sounded like a promise, but his legs were already moving in the opposite direction, heading home. It would be better to stay there until the evening. A small hope settled inside him—that Shinichiro would be at Wakasa’s, that Izana would stay with Kakucho and wouldn’t come back. A small hope, enough to keep him afloat... at least for now.

As much as he hated the idea of leaving Chifuyu all alone, Manjiro simply couldn’t hold back. His pheromones, which had long lost their pure, sweet scent, surfaced, almost traitorously revealing what was going on inside him. Not only that, but he had also managed to scare his friend—a fact that made him feel an uncomfortable weight in his stomach.

Yes, out of all the alphas, omegas, and betas in Toman, Manjiro mainly interacted with Chifuyu and Mitsuya. He should even thank Baji, because it was thanks to him that the young omega joined their ranks, quickly winning his favor. Mitsuya was easy—he had been friends with him since childhood, thanks to Draken, but the only difference was that he was a gamma, not an omega. But that didn’t matter— even later, if Mitsuya decided he was an alpha because of his secondary gender, his aggression and sexual drive would remain subdued. Still, in Toman, any aggression toward omegas was strictly forbidden, and breaking the rules led to severe punishment.

Anyway. These were Toman’s problems, and Mikey didn’t want to think about them right now. So, he started walking quickly, sometimes shaking his head. Clenching his teeth, he could feel his heart beginning to tremble. Everything irritated him at that moment—the cars humming outside, the wind hitting his tense body... Not to mention, there wasn’t a day that went by without him sensing other people’s pheromones. Yes, the problem with dominants was that the pheromones of others were felt so clearly, even disgustingly.

Clenching his fists while his hands were in his pockets, Manjiro finally reached his house. He was ready to rush to his room without saying a word. He passed through the entrance, took off his boots as quickly as possible, and without caring if anyone was home, immediately ran up the stairs. The door slammed lightly behind him, but he wasn’t listening anymore.

The curtains were drawn, the world locked outside. Only the soft pillow and the silence remained. Manjiro fell onto the blanket, feeling the coolness of the pillow slightly calming him. His hand rested on his chest, where he could feel his heart continuing to beat uneasily, but slowly, as though surrendering to exhaustion.

“I’ll sit here. Just a little time alone. I’ll get over it. Just... a few minutes of silence.”

He slowly took a deep breath. The air inside the house was the same—his pheromones, though weakened, carried the familiar comfort. Apparently, everyone had already left, which meant he could be alone for a while. He could breathe, let his body rest, relax. His eyes closed, and the scent of the pillow reminded him that, at least here—in his own world—he could find peace.

In that moment, the silence felt almost therapeutic. And in the evening, when he woke up, he would go to that café. He would. But for now, he could afford a few moments of calm, to simply be Manjiro.

The hours slowly began to pass. The sun gradually hid behind the clouds until it eventually disappeared beyond the horizon, leaving the room immersed in darkness. This was the perfect setting for the exhausted omega, who this time managed to relax and even fall asleep a little more peacefully. Although sleep was often short or interrupted by various circumstances, this time Mikey felt his breathing become lighter, his body more relaxed, and his consciousness drifting into the warmth and comfort of the bed. A light, sweet scent lingered in the air – Izana's pheromones, which had evidently stayed in the room. This made him think his brother had returned and checked on him, but fortunately, he hadn’t woken him up.

However, the warmth and comfort were suddenly interrupted by the familiar ringtone of the phone, which began to sound from the nearby nightstand. Mikey squinted in displeasure, trying to ignore the noise. He didn’t want to move, didn’t want to leave the warm embrace of the bed. But the ringtone didn’t stop. Squinting his eyes, he stretched out his hand, trying to find the phone while lazily yawning with the other. He felt everything else – the edges of the nightstand, a book, but not the device.

And then he felt it. Something warm was pressed against his back.

Mikey slowly woke up, still groggy from the comfort of sleep, but the sensation behind him started to pull him out of it. His heart stopped for a moment. His breathing became more shallow as his brain struggled to understand exactly what was happening. - What is this? – the thought sneaked into his mind, but the answer didn’t come immediately.

The warmth was too real. The body behind him was still, but too tangible – he could feel its weight, the slight movement of breathing. For a moment, he thought he was dreaming, but the cold rush of tension in his chest assured him that this was real.

And then, as if something deeply buried inside him awoke, an unclear but unpleasant memory flashed like a shadow in his mind – fear, tightness, a feeling of lack of control. There were no images, just raw emotions that made him freeze in place. His chest tightened painfully, and his hand instinctively rose, gripping where his heart beat, as if trying to calm the weight. Mikey swallowed hard. He knew he had to turn around, that he had to figure out who or what was behind him, but his body refused to obey. His breathing quickened. The sound of blood in his ears almost drowned out everything else. Why couldn’t he move? Why were the memories he had so carefully avoided coming back now?

However, the shock’s force stirred him. He suddenly jumped out of bed so quickly that for a moment his head spun. His eyes darted to the figure behind him. The body began to move slowly, and then he felt it – the sweet pheromones, familiar and soothing, but in that moment, it only added to his confusion.

Izana.

The word spun in his mind, but it didn’t immediately bring him relief. Even though his mind was starting to piece things together, his body still trembled from the tension.

The figure slowly sat up. Izana’s eyes opened sleepily, confused. — Manjiro... – his voice was low and quiet, full of surprise. But before he could say anything else, Mikey almost shouted — IZANA!!! – his voice cut through the silence, sharp and loud, as if he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

His brother froze. His eyes widened for a moment in surprise. Izana sat up slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but felt the tension in the air. His dark eyes focused on Manjiro, noticing the slight shortness of breath and the way his fingers clutched at his chest. Mikey’s pheromones, barely detectable but filled with unease, spread around them. Izana immediately noticed the tense scent. A slight displeasure appeared on his face – this time, directed at himself. What did I do? he thought, trying to understand why his brother’s reaction was so strong.

Several long, heavy seconds passed. The room was filled with a strange silence, broken only by Manjiro’s hurried breathing. Izana broke the silence first. A slight, apologetic smile appeared on his lips as he began speaking in a soft, calm tone: — I didn’t mean to scare you. – His voice was almost a whisper. Hesitantly approaching, he placed one hand on the bed, leaning on it, but still not stopping his gaze on his younger brother. - I’m sorry, Manjiro. I just wanted to check if you got home.

But Mikey continued to stare at him, as if still unsure of what to think. Izana leaned slightly toward him, extending his hand carefully, as if afraid to break something fragile.

— When I got closer to you, your body was tense – he continued quietly. – I lay next to you because I know it's easier for you to fall asleep when someone is beside you.

Manjiro didn't respond immediately. His eyes narrowed slightly as he kept watching his brother. But his breathing gradually calmed, and with every word from Izana, the tension in him slowly faded. The warm scent of his pheromones surrounded him, making him feel calmer, more protected. The soft aroma of lavender, mixed with the sweetness of plums, made the body of the frightened omega slowly relax. So, slowly, almost unconsciously, Mikey leaned forward. A minute later, he was in his brother's arms, resting his head on his shoulder.

For a moment, neither of them moved. A brief moment that felt like eternity. Izana placed his hand on his shoulder, as if to affirm the closeness between them.

— It's okay – he whispered again, letting the warmth and calmness wrap around them.

Silence. It was a short moment of peace and care. The light pheromones of the dominant omega quickly blended with the pleasant, gentle pheromones of his brother, bringing additional coziness to the room. There was nothing heavy or unpleasant, only a soft and sweet scent that seemed to envelop the day's tension and leave it behind.

Mikey silently thanked that Izana had stayed with him. After so many stressful moments during the day, all he needed was that familiar scent – lavender mixed with a feeling of safety. This was Izana – still and calm, like a wall that would always support him, no matter the storms that raged within him.

Because of their closeness, when Izana allowed his hands to rest on his brother’s body to embrace him, he felt how Manjiro’s pulse quickened. A shadow of tension appeared in Izana’s gaze – he felt guilty for startling him, instead of giving him time to wake up peacefully. He realized that it might have been a mistake to lie down behind him so suddenly. Now, as his brother’s body began to relax in his arms, Izana felt it was his responsibility to maintain the silence and comfort between them.

His gaze lowered slightly. His body didn’t move when he felt Mikey begin to settle, as if searching for the safest spot. His head remained resting on his shoulder, and his arms gently enveloped him. Allowing him to settle, Izana gently leaned back against the wall, remaining silent to preserve the tranquility. Despite the guilt he felt, the warmth of Mikey’s body made him feel needed – as if, in this moment, he was the only support his brother could ask for.

If a stranger had entered the room, they would never have believed that Izana was capable of such closeness and tenderness. They wouldn't have believed that Mikey would so quickly and calmly decide to lean on someone. And they probably would never understand why this happened. But... this was their secret. Quiet and intimate relations, built from their past, from the weight of childhood events. That’s why Izana could be softer with Manjiro, depending on the situation. Like now. Realizing that he had startled him, instead of providing comfort, he wanted to reprimand himself. But this moment was not for reproach. It was a moment for silence.

The body of the dominant omega slowly began to relax, completely giving in to the warmth and comfort of the closeness. The scent of lavender was like a lifeline. His hand unconsciously moved to his brother’s chest, and his forehead rested against his neck. Izana continued to remain silent. One of his hands gently stroked his brother's back – something that might seem unusual for him. But in this room, far from the world, he allowed himself to show this side. A side that only Manjiro could see. Whatever plans Manjiro had at this moment, he would be able to carry them out only when he felt ready to get up from the bed. If he wished to fall asleep again, Izana would simply stay with him. This time ensuring that he got the sleep and peace he needed. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ミ=͟͟͞͞(✿ʘ ᴗʘ)っ My First Fanfic. I warn you, English is not my native language, so there might be mistakes. I wanted to write something different, something special for my favorite couple. I’d love to hear your opinion, whether it's interesting to you. I focus more on the symbolism and the emotions of the characters. I’ll try to post at least 1-2 chapters a month.

Here’s the 'cover,' but without the text.

[enj4s]

ִֶָ𓏲࣪ . vampires wrecker 𓆩 axxturel and vampyx 's wife .𓆪

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─── ˚୨୧⋆ WORKS ! ♡

୨♡୧ TOKYO REVENGERS :

⊹ ࣪˖⁩ Dumb whore | Mikey (Sano Manjiro) x fem dom reader.

˖ ࣪ . Sweet girl | Hinata Tachibana x fem dom reader.

⊹ ࣪˖⁩ Tokyo revengers with a mean s/o (takemichi, mikey, mitsuya, baji, hanma) with a mean and stoic s/o.

˖ ࣪ . Judged too quickly | Tokyo revengers x reader. (toman, hina, emma) P1.

⊹ ࣪˖⁩ Judged too quickly | Tokyo revengers x reader. (Kisaki, hanma, kazutora) P2.

୨♡୧ DIABOLIK LOVERS! :

⊹ ࣪˖⁩ vulnerable vices ♡ | Sub! Reiji Sakamaki

⊹ ࣪˖⁩ hopeless♡. | Sub! Reiji Sakamaki

⊹ ࣪˖⁩ vampire boy, bite me in the moonlight. |Subaru Sakamaki x fem! dom! reader.

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୨♡୧ THEMES :

none yet >_<

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credits, dividers that I use are by @anitalenia ♡ @ioveartfilm ♡ @animatedglittergraphics-n-more !!

[seijorhi]

Who do you think would be really insane for a beta girl?

I was at one point working on a fic with alpha kazutora where he had Issues™️ with omegas so naturally he went around abducting and murdering them (as you do), stumbling across beta reader in the process and deciding he was gonna keep her and maybe introduce her to his alpha friends cuz it was meant to be <33

[mix-flower]

[This is just a fanfic idea I'm working on. ;) ]

It takes place in the ABO universe in a corrupted future. Takemichi is 24 years old, while Hanma is 25 years old. Takemichi is an Alpha Lupus. Hanma is a regular Alpha. Kazutora is an Omega Lupus. In this criminal underworld society where the three brothers now live. The underworld is oppressive and sexist towards the Omegas. The Omegas of the underworld are raised only to obey, marry and procreate. When wolves reach 15 years of age, they discover their wolf gender and enter puberty until the age of 18, when they will begin their first heat. Kazutora turned 15, but on his birthday there ends up being an attack on Takemichi and Hanma. Kazutora, trying to save Takemichi's life, ends up suffering an accident that leaves him paraplegic. Takemichi and Hanma are overprotective of Kazutora, and Takemichi blames himself for Kazutora's paraplegia, being dominated by his independent wolf.

(The fanfic explores the underworld of Tokyo's mafias, and the oppressive treatment of the Omegas. And how Takemichi and Hanma tried to change Kazutora's fate.)

[zaenaris]

Just for fun, i tried to imagine who would be what in a omegaverse

They are Alphas: Mikey, Izana, Draken, Baji, Ryusei, Ran, Benkei, Taiju South, Smiley, Akkun

They are Alphas BUT doesn't look or act like Alphas: Koko, Shinichiro, Shion, Makoto

They are Alphas but sometimes people thinks they are Betas or Omegas (yes that's different from the one above): Mitsuya, Yuzuha

They are Betas: Naoto, Hina, Takeomi, Pah, Akane, Kazushi, Yumi

They are Betas who act more like Alphas: Kisaki, Hanma, Sanzu, Kazutora, Kakucho, Mucho

They are Betas who act sometimes like Omegas: Takemichi, Peh

They are Omegas: Emma, Hakkai, Takuya

They are Omegas who can DESTROY the people who direspect them/try something on them: Wakasa, Inupi, Chifuyu, Senju, Angry, Rindou

I finds that very funny the idea that Waka and Inupi are omegas who acts like if they were alpha to the point that people doesnt' realize first that they are omega, or they can destroy the ones who try something.

Same for Shin and Koko, they are alphas but doesn't act like alpha. People could see Shin as a omega because he is caring, emotional, and has raised his siblings. Meanwhile nobody would guess that Waka is a omega at first.

Koko doesn't act like a alpha the most of time, he never reacts to omegas, only to Inupi (they are soulmates, that's why).

Ahaha yes it's fun 😆

I am not very knowledgeable on omegaverse (besides the usual things that are common knowledge in the fandoms - I was there when SPN fandom invented omegaverse lol) but yes, sure it's funny and interesting when characters turned out to be something different/you wouldn't expect!

Shinwaka and kokonui <3

[kisakis-boyfriend]

Tokyo Revengers Masterlist

🎃 = Halloween specials

❄️ = Winter specials

✨ = Not smut; SFW

Headcannons

Trans Taiju

Reacting to your womb tattoo – (Mikey, Takemichi, Mitsuya, Hanma, Kokonoi, Taiju, Yuzuha, Hakkai)

Womb tattoo pt. 2 – (Ran, Rindou, Baji, Draken, Izana, Kisaki)

Trans Chifuyu

Domestic fluff with Mikey ✨

Mikey fluff pt. 2 ✨

Suggestive Piercings pt. 1 – (Takemichi, Mikey, Draken, Mitsuya, Baji, Kazutora, Inui, Kokonoi)

Calling you 'daddy' pt. 1 – (Sub Mikey, Chifuyu, Kazutora, Kisaki, Hanma)

Kisaki x vampire reader – (Sub Kisaki) 🎃

Trans Taiju (but filthier) – (Sub & dom Taiju)

Kink headcannons – (Mikey, Kokonoi, Inui, Sanzu, Ran, Hanma)

Suggestive Piercings pt. 2 – (Kisaki, Hanma, Ran, Rindou, Wakasa)

Spicy Shion headcannons

Lgbtq headcannons pt. 1 ✨

Lgbtq headcannons pt. 2 ✨

Calling you 'daddy' pt. 2 – (Izana, Mitsuya, Kakucho)

Shinichiro x model bf – (Sub Shinichiro)

Scenarios

Catboys – (Mostly sub Chifuyu, Baji, Kazutora, Kokonoi)

Taking Their Virginity pt. 1 – (Sub Takemichi, Mikey, Hakkai, Yuzuha, Kisaki)

Afab Kokonoi

Trans incubus Ran 🎃

I Heart Subs pt. 1 – (Sub Hanma, Inui, Hakkai, Kazutora, Shinichiro)

I Heart Subs pt. 2 – (Sub Draken, Kakucho)

Scissoring with the boys pt. 1 – (Mikey, Kazutora, Kokonoi, Inui)

Soft Kokonui threesome

Sanzu + gunplay – (Sub Sanzu)

I Heart Subs pt. 3 – (Sub Mikey, Kokonoi)

I Heart Subs pt. 4 – (Sub Izana, Mikey, Sanzu)

Christmas with Taiju ❄️✨

I Heart Subs pt. 5 – (Sub Hanma, Mikey, Wakasa)

I Heart Subs pt. 6 – (Sub Taiju, Izana, & Draken)

I Heart Subs pt. 7 – (Sub Takemichi, Kisaki) 🎃

Kokonui x ghost reader – (Sub Kokonoi + Inui) 🎃

Oneshots/Drabbles

Haitani brothers wearing skirts – (Sub Rindou, sub Ran)

Heat – (Sub Kisaki)

Spoiling Kisaki – (Sub Kisaki, polyship with Hanma)

Hanma's Turn – (Sub Hanma, part 2 to Spoiling Kisaki)

Mikey as your cockwarmer – (Sub Mikey)

Daddy's Little Pets – (Sub Kokonoi and Inui, polyship)

Chifuyu wearing a virgin-killer sweater – (Sub Chifuyu)

Power bottom Izana – (Dom/bottom Izana)

Kinktober 2023 masterlist 🎃

Plugged Up – (Sub Izana)

Mix 'n Match – (Orgy ft. Draken, Hanma, Mikey, Kisaki, and Takemichi)

Warming up with Hakkai – (Sub Hakkai) ❄️

Burrito blanket Mikey – (Sub Mikey) ❄️

Dinner with Mitsuya – (Sub Mitsuya) ❄️

Christmas with Chifuyu ❄️✨

Eating out trans Mikey – (Sub Mikey)

Shinichiro x werewolf reader – (Sub trans Shinichiro) 🎃

CBT – (Sub Hakkai) 🎃

Period sex – (Sub trans Sanzu) 🎃

Punishment for losing a fight – (Sub + trans Taiju)

Free use pet Kokonoi – (Sub Kokonoi)

Omega Mikey in heat – (Sub Mikey)

[cannellee]

TOKYO REVENGERS OMEGAVERSE (boarding school au!) ☆ part. 1

୨୧ yandere! alpha! tokyorev x omega! f! reader (harem : mikey, draken, mitsuya, chifuyu, kazutora, baji, ran, rin, izana, kakucho, kokonoi, inupi, sanzu, kisaki, hanma)

— you're joining an elite all-boy (and alpha) boarding school and they all turn out to have a very dark affection for you.

cw : reverse harem, yandere themes, harassment, bullying, blackmailing, stalking, possessive and controlling behaviour etc.

a/n : I had the idea thanks to this post and from the kdrama hierarchy I just finished watching + I hope it's not messy + they'll be multiple parts to it I think...

MY MASTERLIST : ☆

having a girl attend an all-boy school is unusual, but an omega enrolling in a place filled with alphas is almost unheard of.

let's simply say that your father was suddenly transferred to another school, forcing the both of you to move in tokyo in the course of a week only. your dad is offered a room directly inside the building with other of his colleagues and for convenience, his only daughter was allowed to reside here as well.

the school is pretty far away from the rest of the city too, and with all the wealth this school has accumulated, they find the generosity in themselves to let you attend classes with the others in exchange for your father's appreciated hard work.

there aren't a lot of students you point out, but they seem to all stand out in their own way. your class is composed of the elite, boys all born with a golden spoon, privileged lifestyles and a brilliant future.

you're intimidated at first, scared even, not used to being surrounded by so many alphas at once. you feel like a prey once you enter the classroom for the first time, the news has passed around quickly and the students grew very curious of the sweet faced omega who was going to join them soon.

you quickly got to learn the name of the rep, who has been nothing but welcoming to you and made your arrival as pleasing as possible. mitsuya made sure to show you around, he was kind and reliable, giving you his number almost immediately after your first encounter.

you had spent the day glued to his side, shyly smiling to his friends and listening attentively to the advices he gave you. the next morning, you came a bit sooner, rushing over to the empty seat he had kept for you right in front of him, happily thanking him for his kindness.

mitsuya is quick to present you his closest friend draken, a big and strong alpha who's just that tall you can't help but notice him. despite his menacing appearance, draken is calm and collected and keeps his pheromones in check. you even notice how pleasantly odourless the whole classroom has been since your arrival. you had expected to feel your nose burn from the intense pheromones and testosterone alphas usually emitted, but you had to admit they were rather well behaved and you mentally thanked them for their thoughtfulness.

draken helps you out during sport lessons, shows you how to score when playing basketball, catches the ball for you before gently handing it to you and makes sure the others are being careful around you.

mikey's the one who offers you his sweater once it gets cold during the late night classes or when it gets dark outside and going back to your rooms through the immense garden is a bit of a challenge. he doesn't really let you argue and throws it over your shoulders, he doesn't give room for discussion and you're too cooperative to refuse anyway. you notice that the others instinctively act a little less clingy when he's interacting with you, you find their group dynamic quite interesting and you like how comfortable they make you feel.

his scent often lingers on you for hours afterwards, even going the next day with a tiny patch of mikey's distinctive aroma on your shoulder. you sometimes see him eyeing that exact spot with a lot of intensity that if often destabilises you. when you look up at him with a puzzled look, he simply gives you a kind smile, hiding behind it how possessive you make him.

you later meet kazutora, who doesn't waste time introducing himself to you. you notice that he's pretty popular, always in the middle of all conversations, laughing loudly with the other boys and receiving every invitations to every parties. he always tries to get your attention one way or another, bragging about his good grades, casually flirting with you before someone else reprimands him for that. you should come and see one of his game soon ! he's in the basketball team with draken and the both of them would love to see you cheer on them in the bleachers.

chifuyu's room's right next to yours. when mitsuya first showed you your room, he had called him to help you unpack and settle here comfortably. chifuyu's awkward but he's got the spirit, almost choking on his own saliva once he catches a sniff of your sweet scent for the first time. were all omegas supposed to smell this good or are you just the exception ?

then there's kisaki, who visits you quite often, pretending that he likes it better to be in your room after classes only because it's easier to talk without the hubbub of other students. you notice how sweaty his palms are, nervous gaze desperately trying to find something to look at if not your chest, and hands fixing his glasses every minute or so. he helps you out with your homework, of course your level is nowhere near theirs. they're the elite, born and raised in the best conditions possible to rise and become part of the top of society. he's sighing a lot, slightly mocking how hard you find your homework even though all of them are able to finish them with ease. he explains it all, shaking his head at how cutely dumb this pretty omega is and how helpless she'll be once thrown into the big wide world. will you be able to survive on your own ? kisaki is skeptical...

by hanging out often with kisaki, you're naturally bound to meet his best friend, hanma. he's exactly what you would think of when imagining a "privileged delinquent". he smokes behind the building, skips classes but still manages to score high and doesn't take shit from anyone. you would find funny how easy life is for them if the power they hold over the teachers and their school headmaster wasn't pretty horrifying. the hierarchy clearly wasn't anything close to normal, as every family of those students were very influential, a tantrum from one them is all it would take to have a teacher fired on the spot. you quickly learned that when a new professor tried to teach hanma some manners and reprimand him for carrying cigarettes with him. the poor man didn't get the justice he should have had and instead was gone the next day.

but no matter he says, hanma is actually pretty thoughtful. he always tells you to stay away from those toxic garbage and that only he is allowed to do that. he makes sure to never smoke near you and sprays perfume before coming over to you. you can scold him all you want as well, he likes to hear you nagging him. but that's just you, nobody else.

anyways, hanma warned you that if one of those assholes (students and teachers alike) were to bother you, you should simply talk to him about it. he seemed very adamant about making your year here very pleasant and you thank him for that, even if you don't necessarily approuve of his methods.

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lately you've been feeling like somebody's following you... but you simply shrug it off as baji is always with you. he's confident and assertive, you don't feel nervous around him. he's part of the swimming club and invites you over during his competitions. he drags you to one of the privatised pool under his name at your school and helps you out in the water, enjoying more than he should how you cling to him whenever you get too tired and he won't let you go back to edge. he feels your soft boobs pressing against his firm skin and sees the sweet panic in your eyes and his instincts jump out immediately.

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saint valentine's near and you can practically hear them all whine with impatience. of course their adorable omega was going to bake something, isn't she the best ? tight apron tied around your perfect waist, you're trying hard to make as many chocolate as possible, putting them in small boxes and decorating them with a pink ribbon.

you're glad they let you use their own kitchen, the one you and your father had along with his colleagues was nothing sort of dreamy, used and damaged. theirs was huge, clean and filled to the brim with the latest and most sophisticated tools you could only dream of. they told you to use it whenever you had something you wanted to bake instead of that poor excuse of a kitchen, living inside that garbage was a crime they thought, they couldn't let their precious omega walk around in such filth...

sanzu almost begged you to bake some chocolate for him, you even thought he was gonna end up on his knees from how hard he was pleading... you laughed a bit at his antics and gave him his holy grail with your usual smile that never fails to make him want to bite your cute cheeks. mikey's eagerly waiting for his own share of chocolate and you promptly give them all theirs without forgetting to thank them for how kind they all were since the beginning of the year.

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that's... weird. you never thought you would've felt unsafe inside the buildings of this school with how protective they all were. but again, you should have expected that from at least one of them, you're in an all-alpha school after all...

but now you're all alone, the late night snack you left your room for tightly held in your fist and frantic eyes searching around you for anyone awake at this hour too. you didn't think someone would actually assault you in such a place, but here you were...

the corridor is empty, dim lights don't help your vision at all and the foul scent of an alpha is invading your nose.

the boy starts to dig his nose inside the crook of your neck and you physically recoil at the intrusive action, shaking at how forcibly submissive it makes you.

lucky for you, the lights turn on and a familiar small group of alphas arrive after a minute only. mikey's the one to give the first blow before leaving the rest to baji and sanzu. kakucho is as kind as ever, the most reassuring person you could wish for and softly makes sure you're alright after the small scolding of mitsuya. of course you should've called one of them if you were hungry ! only a helpless omega like you would have done that, so vulnerable and in need of a saviour... how did you even survive on your own before meeting them ?

you honestly can't answer nor think straight anymore next to the pleading of the beaten up boy, the two angry alphas spreading pheromones you wish you didn't smell because of how strong they are...

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[eetherealgoddess]

ꨄOur Alphaꨄ

Oneshot - Yandere Celebrity/Omegaverse Au

❦You have to survive as a maid in a celebrity omegan mansion❦

Sano Manjiro, Hanemiya Kazutora, Sanzu Haruchiyo & Haitani Brothers x Reader

Not fully proofread

MY TR FANDOM WORKS ARE ONLY ON TUMBLR, AO3, AND WATTPAD UNDER EETHEREALGODDESS! REPORT IF YOU SEE IT POSTED UNDER ANYONE ELSE BUT ME!!!

I know there are different variations of omegaverse with sub gender roles. For this specific story, female alphas are not likely to get pregnant but it’s still possible, the omega males are usually the ones to nurture the child, traditionally. Y/n will have female genitalia. Basically omega females will be impregnated, alpha females may get pregnant by alpha males as well as omega males but omega and alpha males cannot get pregnant. Omegas of both genders get heats while alphas of both genders get ruts.

In this world, omegas are at the top of the hierarchy in sociatel terms because of their divine energy. They’re the nurturers while alphas are seen as aggressive and easy to sway, only thinking with their genitals which is seen as weakness even though omegas can be manipulative and murderous. Alphas are basically used to breed. For heats, alphas can be used but if not then omegas help each other, without the markings and ruts.

Notice:

✩Y/n is 18+. I picture her as a black female but you can see her however.

✩Some parts of the story may not be realistic or factual. After all, this is a work of fiction.

✩Although it's a dark 'romance,' I do not condone any of the behavior displayed.

✩Dark content such as: gore, violence, triggering topics, graphic scenes, vulgar language, explicit sexual content, etc.

✩There may be scenes that involve non con and/ or dubcon so don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable

✩That being said, this story is for 18+ only.

Enjoy!

Our Alpha

Being an alpha in this world can be challenging. Constantly having to prove yourself no matter the circumstances in which you find yourself in. You could be murdered by an omega and still get blamed for whatever happened to you. Some omegas have even falsely accused alphas of terrible behavior, winning in the process while the alpha gets the most gruesome punishment. Alphas are almost always classified as low class citizens, getting the scraps that the omegas may or may not give.

Sure, there are successful alphas out there but only the few favored by omegas, gaining their way to the top by bargaining their own bodies. Regardless, it’s very dangerous to be an alpha involved with an omega, even if traditionally your instincts yearn for it. Tying yourself to an omega is a life sentence of becoming a slave considering once you bite them, you’re tied together by a bond for life. This is why you have made sure to steer clear of omegas of any gender, getting through your segregated schooling as well as gaining a decent job to survive.

You’ve only had romantic and platonic relationships with other alphas and betas, experiencing sex as any person would without the sub gender roles considering there were no enticing pheromones that could put you in a hypnotic trance. Omegas are naturally pretty creatures, ethereal beauties that can lure you into their traps. You despise their power. You despise your own subgender; to be so easily swayed is embarrassing.

Everything was going well until you got laid off by your job, an omegan bar replacing the building as they always do to alpha companies. It’s as if they’re trying to rid all of the alphas' abilities to live a substantial life without the help or permission of omegas. It was frustrating. You became desperate considering the lack of alpha owned businesses in your area. You had no choice but to find an omegan business that would hire you.

Unfortunately, the only job placement you’d be hired for is a maid, some kind of servant, or sex slave. So you decided to post an offer of your services, desperate for income to be able to afford your small apartment. The only response you received was to become a house maid for the sons of the omegan stars who needed a new maid. Although you’d be living in the mansion, you couldn’t pass the pay that was offered. Considering how high it was, you could live there for a few months and be able to move out on your own when you’ve made enough.

Once your bags were packed you traveled to the area in which you’d be living, passing by beautiful scenery that the alpha territories lack. Alpha areas are very dull and dim whereas the living quarters for omegans were pigmented and beautiful. Once you arrived at the mansion, you were guided by one of the beta butlers to your designated room, setting your luggage down as you were handed your uniform that consisted of black pants and a white shirt. Very plain but convenient for cleaning. Your room consists of a twin sized neatly made bed and a window, along with a desk and dresser. The room is also connected to a small bathroom.

Considering you don’t start until tomorrow, you begin to settle into your new living space, sighing once you are through. Deciding to take a shower, you set clothing to change into on your bed before heading to your shower. After you were done, you wrapped yourself in a towel before walking out of the bathroom, only to be startled by the presence in the room. You stare in shock as the blonde male eyes you as he sits on the bed in a crisscrossed position.

“U-uh can I help you?” You attempt to ask politely.

Having never been around an omega in your lifetime, you instantly could tell that an omega sits in front of you by the sweet smell radiating off of his form. A smell you’ve never had the privilege to sniff. Your body is tense, not wanting to make the wrong move as you know how unpredictable they can be. You keep your anxiety levels low considering they could smell fear a mile away. You’ve taken time to study the ‘predators’ though you’ve never seen one in person which is why you know so much.

He hops off the bed and walks toward you, staring at you with intense black eyes as he studies your form. You shift uncomfortably as you keep a hand on the towel wrapped around your figure, your skin moist from the residue water from the shower.

“You smell sweet for an alpha.” He says with his head tilted, leaning in as your eyes widen. His face stops near your neck as you hear him sniff slightly before pulling back. You wanted to reply with a smart remark but held back, not wanting to risk your life over something so petty.

“Y/n?” You nod.

“Mikey.” You already know their names, their parents are known for being famous as well as their children. You damn near grew up together through the screen, always seeing them on your timeline no matter how many times you blocked omegan accounts. There were even alpha owned accounts who were smitten over the pretty boys.

Without another word, he walks out of the bedroom, not bothering to shut the door. You huff as you shut the door and lock it, although now you know the lock doesn’t really matter. Once you were dressed you went to bed and scrolled on your phone until you fell asleep. Your alarm woke you up at five in the morning, hopping out of the bed reluctantly as you did your morning routine and put your uniform on.

The head beta maid met you at your door right before six o’ clock. You noticed that she wore an actual maid’s dress and not the cheap attire you have on, not that it bothered you. She went over the rules as well as the to do list for each day. She guided you to the cleaning supplies, showing you where to find everything as well as touring the rooms, not entering the male’s rooms considering they were still asleep.

Once she left you on your lonesome, you walked into the living space, dusting the windows and wiping them down with a cloth and cleaner. You dust wipe down the lamps and the light fixtures, moving onto the baseboards and window frames. Once you turned around to continue, you were startled once more, facing two of the males who eyed you. You eye the twins, purple orbs studying you before smirks grow on their faces. Their sweet scent meets your nostrils as you stand there.

“Looks like we got a new plaything, brother.” The shorter one states, hands in his pockets with a mischievous glint in his eyes. You tense as they walk towards you. The oldest one slightly leans over.

“Did you hear about what happened to the previous alpha who worked for us?” He questions with a sly smile. You shook your head in response, curious to know though dreading the response.

“She was such a dirty pervert, spying on us while we undressed.” They slowly circled around you like predators would their prey. Your grip tightens around the dusting brush, eyebrows furrowed as you follow them with your eyes.

“She even watched us while we were in heat. There were more problems before she finally got castrated.”

Castration happens when an alpha is accused of perverted behavior. For the male the penis will get detached as well as for the female's clitoris. It’s a horrific punishment nobody wants to go through. Although there are cases where alphas broke the law and gave into their instincts in a disturbing way, a lot of the times they get falsely accused.

“You know how alphas get when they can’t contain themselves. After all, you are one of them.” Rin says before he stops in front of you along with Ran.

“Not all alphas are the same.” You rebutled with irritation. Of course they would generalize the sub gender.

“No?” Ran chuckles, “I guess we’ll see.” He says before walking away, Rin stops by the window and rubs his hand along the glass, the sound causing you to flinch as you see the smeared handprint form.

“Missed a spot.” When they exited the room, you groaned, spitting a few curses as you got ready to re-wipe the window. You had a feeling that spoiled omegans were going to be difficult.

Hours pass and it’s time to clean their bedrooms. Apparently, they should all be out at this time, working on whatever projects or endeavors they’re famous for which is why you were surprised when you walked into the spacious bedroom, and saw piercing blue eyes narrowing at you. The sweet smell contrasted with the aura of the platinum haired male.

“Get out.”

You didn’t hesitate to comply, saving the room for later and heading to the bedroom next to it. You walk into another spacious bedroom. You could hear the shower running through the door of the bathroom. You decide to rush through the already semi cleaned room so you could get it over with considering you already had another bedroom to come back to.

Tidying the spaces that needed a touch up, you pause when you hear the click of the door opening, not noticing the shower had stopped a few minutes before.

An instant sweet aroma mixed with a fresh scent fumed into your vicinity as you turned towards the male who was holding a towel around his waist. You yelp once he removes the towel, rubbing it against his hair as you turn to grab your equipment.

“Sh-! Uh… I’m sorry!” You say as you rush to the exit, only for a hand to grab your wrist. You kept your gaze down toward the door, not wanting to catch a case.

“Hey, wait. You’re Y/n, right?” He questioned with his index finger and thumb rubbing his chin. His grip only tightened when you nodded your head, gasping as he pulled you into a moist hug. Your eyes are wide as you pause in surprise, the warmth of his body radiating off of him as well as the fumes engulfing your nostrils. His arms snaked around your waist as his face nuzzled in your neck. You ignore the feeling of his limp bulge against your covered thigh. You stare at him with disbelief once he pulls back with a closed eyed smile.

“Kazutora.” He says before he turns around, towel still in hand as he walks to his walk in closet, disappearing into the smaller room. You breathe out heavily as you run out of the room, face warm as you place your hand on your chest.

You couldn’t believe how close he got to you, naked and all. How familiar he acted even though you only just met. You rub a hand over your head as you wipe off any residue shower water, your shirt slightly stained. Once you finished the other bedrooms, you pushed your anxiety to the side to knock on the scarred man’s door. When he didn’t answer after the third knock, you entered anyway. Eager to get done with cleaning for the night so you could eat dinner.

When you saw the room was empty, you began your process, unknown to the prowling eyes on you from the cracked door of the bathroom. You could smell him but you thought it was because you were in his bedroom. You jump when you hear something break. Turning around you eyed Sanzu with confusion as he stood there with his arms crossed.

“Why did you break that?” Your eyebrows furrowed.

“You know I didn’t break that.” You say, missing the glint in his eyes towards your response.

He walks over to a pillar and pushes the vase off. You gasp as you look back at him.

“You’re not a very good maid. So clumsy.” He hissed before yelling for the head maid.

“Yes!” She says when she all but runs to the doorway.

“Look at the mess your new maid has made.” He points to the broken objects. She apologizes on behalf of you before she walks to the storage room to grab a dustpan and broom. You glare at him when he glares at you.

“Such vile creatures you alphas are.” He says before walking out of the room. The head maid runs back into the room, handing you one of the brooms and a dustpan.

“Don’t take it to heart, they taunt the new alphas everytime. You just have to be careful so you don’t end up like the last maid.” She informs you.

“Didn’t she spy on them?” You question as you sweep the mess. She shakes her head.

“Oh no. She wasn’t like that. Not at all. They… well… just be careful Y/n. Try not to gain any more attention than you already have.” You pause from her vague response.

“Can you please tell me? I need to know what to look out for.” She looks up at you before sighing.

“Alright, but you didn’t hear this from me. Apparently, much like you, an alpha was hired as a maid. Unfortunately, they didn’t seem to like her, not that many omegas like alphas initially. Instead of firing her, they made her job harder any chance they got. I guess they got bored of their game considering they set her up, resulting in castration and jail time.”

You gasp. You knew how omegas were but to be at such a risk was terrifying.

“There’s not really a way to dodge them once their minds are set but just try to stay in your lane and just get your job done.”

After dinner, you head to your room to shower and get in bed, searching for the old maid as you feed your fears. You fall into darkness, awaiting for a new day.

A couple weeks pass and time goes smoother than you thought. Besides a little teasing from the twins, you survived two weeks of living in this mansion. Nobody seemed to bother you thankfully. You continued to dodge the men as you completed your daily chores. Having succeeded for the two weeks you felt as though you finally had a little room to breathe. Although you weren’t bothered, you couldn’t help but feel eyes on you everyday. You always ignored the feeling.

The day was finished and you went to take your routined shower, basking in the warmth of the water with your eyes closed. Once you were finished, you turned the faucet off and pulled the curtain back, screaming once you pulled it to cover you once more. Your hand trembled as your eyes were wide, the intruder’s hand gripping the curtain to pull it back as you kept it in place.

“Hey, what are you so shy for?” Kazutora questions with a chuckle.

“What are you doing in my bathroom?” You exclaim, smelling the scent he’s letting off as he fills the room. You cover your nose as you gripped the curtain harder. You yelp when you see him pulling it from the other side, snatching your towel quickly as you cover yourself and hop out of the shower.

“Well, I was bored.” He shrugged as he looked you up and down. “

“C-can you get out? Now!” You growl, frustrated with the situation as you cover your nose once more.

“Why?” His smile drops. “What’s up with the tone?”

You pass him as you walk into your bedroom, turning back to face him.

“K-Kazutora, can you please leave? Just let me change real quick.”

His smile returned, “You’re kinda cute when you’re all flustered. It’s only fair I get to see you naked since you walked in on me.”

“You know that was an accident. That’s not even how it we-. Okay, just please turn around if you’re going to stay here.” You say. He sighs before placing his hands on his hips and turning in the opposite direction.

You quickly dried your body as you frantically put your pajamas on.

“Alright, I’m done.” He turns back around to face you. “Now, what can I do for you?”

Before he answers, Mikey walks into your room as Kazutora hops on your bed. The blonde follows behind.

“What the h-! What is going on? Why are you both in my room?” You had to keep your nose covered from the aroma covering your room by the two men, as if they were scenting your room.

“For you to entertain us.” You shook your head.

“I don’t know what you want me to do so there’s nothing I can do. I have to wake up early to complete my job so…” The door opens revealing another blonde who enters your room, sitting next to Mikey as he leans his head on his shoulder, another smell adding to the fumes.

Following after him were the twins who strolled into the room, one sitting at your desk while the other sat on the dresser. You cover your nose with both hands as you eye the newcomers.

“Look, I know you all probably don’t like me and want to get rid of me like you did the other maid. I can stay in my lane and we don’t even need to cross paths.”

“Are you telling us what to do?” Rin asks in an accusatory manner. Your eyes widen as the omegans glare at you.

“No! I-I’m stating my peace! I’m just trying to work.”

“Why should alphas like you get to work? You’re nothing but breeders.” Sanzu hissed as his fumes became higher. Your face becomes warm as you begin to feel light headed.

“You’re all such weak little things. Look at you.” Ran says as he gives off more of his scent. At this point you’re beginning to see stars as you try not to lose to your instincts, fighting off the rut that’s beginning to come forth.

“What’s the matter, Y/n?” Kazutora questions with a fake look of concern, fumes adding to the rest of the scents as you could barely breathe, sweat dripping down your skin.

Mikey gazes at you quietly with narrowed eyes, studying your movement as your vision becomes blurred.

“It’s only a matter of time before you pounce, so just give in.”

You immediately dash out of the room, running down the hall to the maid’s floor as you remove your hand from your mouth, stopping in front of her door to knock frantically. She opens it, gazing at you with concern. You pant heavily as your hands are on your knees.

“They scented my room. Where else can I sleep? Fortunately with her being a beta, you both switched rooms for the night. You didn’t sleep much, too caught up with your thoughts as you couldn’t believe how you almost went into a rut just by the intense scents. You looked up different rut suppressants, ordering some over the counter after a late night trip to the nearest store. Once you took it, you were finally able to fall asleep.

Few more weeks passed and it’s finally been a month since you moved in, the suppressants helping whenever they used their scents against you. No doubt it caused frustration for the men. They made more messes as well as just being plain rude. They switched the liquid of your cleaners with juice as well as causing messes where you already cleaned. They finally left you alone when they saw none of it was working.

Thinking they gave up, you continued on with your job. Dodging them every chance you got as well as getting used to their schedules so you didn’t run into them. You kept reminding yourself that the pay was worth it until it’s time to go. If only you would’ve noticed the way some of your dirty clothes would disappear or the pairs of eyes on you while you slept. You thought the little knick knacks or random clothing that showed up mysteriously in your room was from the maid, never really having that happen before. You didn’t really know why the other maids began to distance themselves, unknown to the threats that would occur whenever they would come too close.

“Y/n, I need to talk to you.” The head maid states, pulling you to the side out of the kitchen with the chefs.

“What is it?” You ask.

“Y-you need to watch your back.” Your eyebrows furrow. They’ve been leaving you alone so you have no idea what the problem is.

“I think the guys are courting you.” Your eyes widen.

You didn’t know much about courting except that it was a way for alphas to show affection to omegans. Traditionally, not the other way around though it does happen. Omegans have only been doing so to other omegans.

“What? How? Why would they do that?”

“I’ve caught them in your room while-!” Her name was called from a distance.

“I-I’ll tell you later. Just be mindful of your surroundings.” She says before walking off. Your eyebrows furrow as you follow her figure, standing in place.

The next day, her body was found on the ground next to the mansion in a bloody puddle. It was deemed a suicide considering the open window. You mourned for your one and only friend of the house, surprised when a hand was placed on your shoulder as a way to comfort you by Mikey.

One day, your suppressants went missing, causing you to not take them for a few days because you never had time considering you would immediately go to bed after you showered when the chores were finished. Considering they stopped messing with you, the need for the suppressants went out the door. You think back to what the maid was trying to tell you from time to time, not really believing that omegas could have a crush on an alpha like you. There was no reason too, especially since they’re celebrities.

You had just finished showering and getting dressed for bed before a knock on your door echoed. When you opened the door you eyed the omegan maid in confusion.

“Come with me.” She states as she walks off, you following behind.

When you stop in front of the door, she giggles.

“You’re a very lucky alpha.” She says before she opens the door and pushes you in, shutting and locking it behind you. You fall, kneeling to the ground as you look up. Your hands cover your mouth and nose as the fumes take over, the sight in front of you causing your eyes to widen.

The sweet mix of different aromas meet your nostrils as it goes straight to your clit, the intensity of the smell overwhelming you as the air is thick with omegan heat fumes. Panting men lay on a large bed in front of you as they desperately touch themselves, loads of slick everywhere as you hear moans and whimpers.

You’ve never experienced anything like this, desperately clawing at the door as you stand up on your trembling legs. You turn around, kicking the door as you struggle with opening the knob.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck! Let me out, please!” You realized you’ve been set up, now afraid of castration as you try to keep yourself under control.

“Alpha?” Your breath hitched at the soft voice. Now that you’ve been noticed, you repeatedly kick the door harder as you try to break out.

The scents thicken as you avoid turning around, too scared to eye the vulnerable men. Your head hits the door as tears fall out, sliding down on your knees as you try to keep it together. You jump when a wet hand touches your jaw, forcing you to look into dark eyes.

You tense as you smell the residue slick against your face, tightening the grip over your nose and mouth as the fumes become stronger from Mikey’s closeness. He uses his thumbs to wipe away the tears as he pants, face red with sweat wetting his hair.

“Stop crying.” You want to move his hands away from you and try to break the door down, but if you move your hands you will surely go into a rut.

You hear a moan coming from the bed, the scarred man fingering himself fast as you could hear the squelching of his wet anus.

“Touch me, Alpha!” He demands with his head fallen back. You bite your lip under your hands, pressing yourself against the door as you smell Sanzu’s fumes become stronger, an attempt at luring you in. It almost works, his voice going straight to your core causing an ache to form.

A pain forming from kneeling, you plant your bottom on the floor, preparing to cover your whole face until Mikey pushes his body in between your legs, his hands grabbing your wrists as leans over to your ear.

“I want you to mark me, alpha.”

You shift your gaze to the loud moan coming from the bed, Kazutora face down, ass up with his head looking behind toward you. His heavy lidded eyes are feral as he stares at you, fingers engulfed in his hole as he tugs his hard on, milking his cock as you watch the slick drip on the bed that you now notice has some of your clothes.

You turn your gaze to Ran who is gazing at you while sitting on the bed, rubbing his cock as he bucks his hips, panting with an aroused expression. You could smell all of them from where you sat. Rin kneels in front of you as he hugs your waist before picking you up, carrying you to the bed as you struggle against his grip, tossing you in the middle as you're surrounded by the men in heat.

You shut your eyes tightly, your hands being ripped from your nose and mouth by him.

“You’re taking too long.” He hissed before he pinned your wrists above your head.

“Stop! You don’t want this!” You yell as your shirt is torn by Sanzu, your pants being tugged down by Mikey.

“Please! I don’t want to be castrated or binded!” You exclaim, tears falling as you feel your rut being triggered by all of the overwhelming fumes.

Two palms grab your face from behind as you gaze above you with teary eyes, residue slick from his hands rubbing against your face.

“We’ll protect you, alpha.” Kazutora gives a dazed smile before his lips meet yours, your eyes wide as his neck blocks your view. The color in your eyes dim as you fight off the rut to the best of your abilities, the instincts taking over as your pupils dilate.

Once Kazutora pulls back, you gasp at the feeling of a thick girth entering your pussy. Glazed over purple eyes stare down at you while his hips pull back before shoving back into you. Ran leans over as one of his hands reaches behind your neck as his face nuzzles on the opposite side.

“I couldn’t wait, alpha. S’ fucking good.” He rutts inside of you, not bothering to go slow as you grunt and moan, eyes shutting closed tightly. His beautiful moans reach your ear as well as the other omegans who were touching themselves by the heated sight, waiting their turn. Kazutora and Rin grab your hands, circling your fingers around their cocks as they thrust desperately against your hands.

After a while, Ran pulls out of you, picking you up before you are turned over on all fours. Sanzu positioned himself under you as he forced you to drop on his cock. Ran’s wet cock easing into your ass as it stretches, the slick on him making it less painful. They both release moans as they buck their hips. You pant against Sanzu’s neck, trying not to lose it.

“Bite me. Make me yours alpha.” Sanzu says against your ear as he moves your hand to wrap it around his throat. Your fangs come out, biting your lip to prevent yourself from tying any bonds no matter how tempted you were to do it. Blood drips on his shoulder from your lip as they accelerate their speed.

Your hand grips his neck causing him to moan out your name. You curse as your body rocks in between them, both men going harder as the slick oozes out of your holes.

“God, you want it so bad Y/n. I can smell it from you.” Kazutora groans as his head falls back, his hand tugging his erection as he breathes heavily. Mikey shifts to kneeling beside your face.

“His neck is bare for you. How could you pass the opportunity for such a pretty omega?” You whimper against Sanzu’s skin, whispering, “Fuck!”

“I’ll be so good for you, alpha.”

“Please!” You beg for them to stop with their words.

“Come on, Y/n. We’re giving you permission.” Rin breathes out as he rubs his wet cock. Finally, your eyes darken, panting, you insert your fangs into Sanzu’s neck, drawing out a loud whine from him.

“Yes, alpha!”

By the end of their assault, you had ended up losing your senses to your rut, marking each of their necks as they all pounded into you. You were knocked out, lying in the bed full of nests made by your own clothes mixed in with theirs. You were scented as you breathed heavily stuck in a deep slumber. They are bound to you forever as you are to them. Your position as a maid was dropped now that you are living with them for good. Your worst nightmare came true and now you’re stuck to be the omegan’s alpha. Your own freedom has been ripped from you, though at least you weren’t castrated.

[lovebykai]

I Think I'm In Love

》 Bad Intentions - Part 4

Word Count: 1K

Pairing(s): Omega!Chifuyu x Beta!Reader, Omega!Kazutora x Beta!Reader, & Alpha!Baji x Beta!Reader.

Warning(s): Mentions of Horny Behavior. Angst? Fluff.

Authors Note: I'm so ready to get back to this I love my omegaverse series.

Baji holds you for hours.

He's smart enough not to take you home right away, instead dragging you to his house and letting you burrow into his bed. Drowning in his scent calmed you down enough to be somewhat reasonable as he presses soft kisses to the top of your head. Your face is pressed into his collarbone, panting softly into the silence of his room.

"Hurts."

"I know."

Baji sighs softly into your hair as you whimper, squirming around for a beat before relaxing again. It was cruel of Kazutora to do this to you. He'd been upset about your distance, too, but this— this was something he'd never expected his friend to do.

Obviously, you hadn't either. What reasonable person would? It makes him wish he’d kept the other boy on a tighter leash, and thats a rare feeling these days.

His gaze flickers down to the mark embedded in your skin with a mixture of longing and regret. If he'd been there, this wouldn't have happened. Fuck, if he'd been a better alpha none of this would have happened. Maybe you’d have softened after a few more months; Chifuyu had been working on you religiously. He knew if he’d just had a little more time that you would have eventually welcomed them back.

The idea that Kazutora had completely fucked things up again has his eyes closing to block out the sting in them.

"Keisuke." His name leaving your lips gives him goosebumps and he lets out a soft hum of acknowledgement. It comes out a little rough but you don't seem to mind, pressing closer to him.

"... don't leave me again." The words seem to ask so much more of him. He knows it’s just the hormones– knows you’ll change your mind. Of course you will. All he’s good for right now is offering you a comforting presence that you’re biologically designed to crave.

"I'm not going anywhere, baby." You finally got lax in his hold, breathing him in with an intensity that rivaled Kazutoras earlier. It's endearing despite the circumstances, and he prays you don't go back to hating him when you come out of the high.

* * *

Kazutora is sick.

His skin is burning and his dick is aching and he's never hated his biology more. It doesn't help that Chifuyu is laughing at him. The younger boy snickers with every whimper the other omega let's out, smug that karma had finally come for him.

"Help— 'fuyu, please—"

"Fuck no, you crazy bastard." It's unfortunate that omega whines don't work on other omegas, because Kazutora let's out one so needy that Baji would have hit his knees. Hell, you'd have flinched, at least.

But Chifuyu? Chifuyu just gives him a grin that gives the older boy chills.

"Remember this, Kazutora. Remember how much this hurts— how alone you feel. Because the next time you get our pack into some shit that risks us losing our beta, I'll make sure this is all you fucking know."

* * *

The mark doesn't fade, but the hormones do. 

It takes a day before you're ready to be parted from your alpha— but even then Baji finds himself reluctant to let go. You're pulling back, looking anywhere but directly at him, and he can't say he blames you for your hesitancy. Things have been weird between the two of you even before this... mishap.

"You sure you're okay?" You nod absently, fingers fluttering over the mark on your neck again. It's a thin line of silver against your skin, now; a little pink around the edges but otherwise almost healed.

It's the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.

"Yeah." He can tell you don't mean to be short with him, offering a small smile to ease the snippy tone before starting over with a sigh and visibly wilting.

"Yeah, I'm okay. My parents are probably worried sick." Baji gets that.

His mother had spent the better part of her afternoon and the following morning fretting over the little beta he'd had locked up in his room. Mate marks were usually bestowed on one's pack in their early twenties, after the confirmation that they really were going to stay together. Kazutora had skipped that step— chaining their little beta to his side without concern for how she felt about it.

The larger part of Baji was grateful – and then feeling guilty for that – but he tries to squash it under the anxiety. Will you leave again? Go back to ignoring him and belittling them? He wouldn’t blame you. If it had been him, he would probably start going to those AO Centers to handle his ruts just to be a dick. Dodging your pack isn't impossible these days; as long as all parties are still breathing you don't have to interact directly with anyone unless you want to.

You could disappear and there would be nothing they could do about it.

Baji stiffens when your hand grasps his loosely, but it brings his focus back to you. You look anxious, and it takes another second before he realizes you're not sure either; this whole situation is just as awkward for you as it is him. He laces his fingers with yours, squeezing and you relax.

"Let's go grab breakfast." You grin, head ducking in an attempt to hide it as he tugs you towards his bike and he realizes that just because your relationship isn't perfect doesn't mean it's not salvageable.

* * *

Chifuyu is happy for the first time in months. Watching you smile at Baji again was something he didn't even realize he needed until he stumbled upon the pair of you getting lunch together three weeks after Kazutoras most recent fuck up.

You're laughing, and he fights the urge to join you two.

He could — he's your omega first, and always has been — but you need this. Whether you know it or not, you desperately need to bond with your alpha more deeply than simply recognizing that he's part of your pack. If your version of that is sneaking off to get lunch when nobody's looking, then he's happy for you.

"Wanna go grab something else?" Kazutora asks, apparently thinking the same thing, and Chifuyu nods without hesitation. He's trying to do his own bonding, after all. Being the bigger person has never been his strong suit, but you'll never forgive Kazutora at this rate. If he can't accept the other omega, you never will; the pack will never be whole.

So when the older boy grins and latches onto his arm, he lets himself be dragged off with nothing more than a roll of his eyes.

《 Part 3 《

》 Part 5 》

》 Taglist: @armycandy10, @divine-dogs-cafe, @emperorwriter,

[macsimagines]

could you possibly do some headcanons about alpha!kazutora and how he treat his s/o when they're a virgin and they have their heat for the first time? thank you!

HELL YA I CAN

TW: YANDERE BEHAVIOR, MINORS DNI, NSFW, ABO, DUBCON, KAZUTORA BEING A FREAK AS USUAL, COERCION, MENTIONS OF BREAKING AND ENTERING

Yandere!Alpha Kazutora Hanemiya

His courting (and by that I of course mean stalking) of you was honestly a nightmare. One day this super attractive Alpha just appeared in front of you proclaiming himself to be the man you were going to bond and marry some day.

Of course you thought he was just being cocky because of how pretty he was, but turns out he had every intention of keeping true to his word.

He scared off and physically beat any other rivals and made it very clear you weren't going to have any alpha if it wasn't him. And since you had accepted his courtship and he had already staked his claim on you you couldn't do anything about it. (Its my own ABO laws whatever)

You opted to just hold out for as long as you could praying to god he would loose interest or some other stronger alpha would come and put him in his place but unfortunately your heat hit and it hit strong.

Having no intention of telling him or letting him near you, you hunkered down in your nest and was planning on riding it out, but oh god, why did your blankets smell soooo good?

There was something about it, that just made the heat so much harder for you and you couldn't understand what this familiar scent was and why- no no no no no

He had been here. Kazutora had actually marked your sacred space at some point and now your heat idled mind was filled with an alpha you knew your heart didn't want but-no, you were leaking so much and you wanted it soooo bad, and- where? Where was your alpha?

"Here I am, baby," he coos at you from your open bedroom door, and you almost burst into tears at how happy you are to see your alpha.

He rumbles a deep soothing croon as he approaches the edge of your nest, and you chirp happily the closer he gets. "I hope you don't mind, but I took the liberty of scenting some things for you," he whispers reaching a hand towards your cheek and pulling so a little closer to him, his scent was so strong, your head was getting even hazier.

"You were taking longer than I thought, so I had to speed things along. But it's ok, I'm a good alpha. You don't need to ask me to scent your nest for you."

You're purring so loudly as he lays you down on your back finally, blessedly, joining you in your nest. The nest you built for him, right? His hands are gripping the underside of your thighs to place them on his shoulders so his face is just inches away from your core.

"My good, girl. My perfect Omega. This all for me, right?" "All yours, n-no one elses, no ones ever-" "Shhh~ perfect girl, of course not, you've been saving it for me~"

That night he makes you come so many times you just black out from the pleasure of it all. You fall asleep with his knot stuffing you full and just wake up the next day to him giving you a new one, lapping away at the fresh bond he's given you, and making sure to treat you so gently.

When the heat breaks, you don't really have time to think of how much you hate him for tricking you into this, into forcing his way to becoming your alpha. Not when he's slipping a ring on your finger and telling you; "You're gonna be such a pretty bride."

[reallyromealone]

Hello, may I ask for Kazutora and omega male reader?  The reader wakes up with a craving at night and goes to eat, trying not to wake Tora, but Tora sees this and prepares food for him.  (Please ignore if it's silly or wrong)

It's neither silly or wrong, it's only silly and wrong if you don't follow my rules

Warning: omegaverse, fluff, mpreg, Omega reader, male reader

Hello, may I ask for Kazutora and omega male reader?  The reader wakes up with a craving at night and goes to eat, trying not to wake Tora, but Tora sees this and prepares food for him.  (Please ignore if it's silly or wrong)

X

(Name) couldn't sleep.

Six months pregnant, (name) was craving... something.

He couldn't figure out what he wanted but he knew it had to be salty and sweet and warm.

(Name) glanced beside him to his husband and alpha, Kazutora.

The Alpha was exhausted from working at the pet store, they had a kitten adoption event today and there were a lot of squealing kids and he was just dead on his feet.

(Name) wanted him to sleep, between work and taking care of (name) he needed a good rest so as quietly as possible he slowly slid from bed and waddled out into the hall and into the kitchen.

But, he forgot something.

Kazutora was an incredibly light sleeper.

Kazutora waited a minute before getting out and following (name), leaning against the doorframe of the kitchen to see his mate looking into the open cupboard to try and figure out what he wanted.

"What are you doing?" Kazutora startled (name) who looked like he was caught red handed "pup wants a snack..." (Name) mumbled as Kazutora walked towards and gently cupped (name)s belly "yeah? And what is pup craving"

"Salty...sweet and.... Warm"

"I see, that sounds good... Go sit down" the command was subtle but (name) complied anyways and obeying his alpha, watching him turn on the oven but not put anything on it as he went and grabbed smore supplies, milk chocolate replaced with seasalt dark chocolate.

(Name)s mouth was watering as Kazutora set a plate of four infront of the Omega, his own plate in his hand and the smell of smore and a very happy Omega was filled the space "thank you alpha..."

"Of course Omega"

The two ate in the dead of night, kazutora was tired yes but he was so happy seeing his mate content and fed.

[p-antomime]

(un)lucky.

𖦹 minors don’t interact. | wc: 3,7K.

𖦹 content: hard dom!mikey, unprotected sex, knotting, slight voice kink, breeding kink, dub-con, breath play, a/b/o dynamic, marking, slight manhadle, mention of blood (but not blood kink), impregnation, mention of mindbreak, hair pulling, scratching, oral sex (f! receiving), feral!mikey (i feel the need to put this as a warning!).

𖦹 pairings: alpha!manjiro sano x omega!f!reader.

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How did you get to this position?

No, more importantly, at what point did your clothes come off your body and hit the floor?

The first thing you could honestly remember was having a small, not very important discussion with Emma and Chifuyu about going to her place. And by place, reference is made to the Sano house. The initial idea was just to accompany your two friends on what should be something like a movie night, but just his presence and knowing that he would possibly be there irritated you.

It irritated you to the point where you felt the blood ache against your temples, throat go dry, hands sweat cold and heart beat a little faster as if it wanted to pierce your ribs. But it was not exactly hate, you'd rather think it was just simple despise because that's exactly what Manjiro Sano deserved for his behavior.

Not everyday, usual behavior. But rather, what he apparently chose for the most difficult days in the months of his mediocre life. Some girls you knew used to say that Mikey had probably been the most aggressive and uncontrolled alpha with whom they had been (un)lucky enough to sleep. This kind of information was noted in your memory as a way to avoid him, at least on the days that it came to your attention that he would be going through some rut.

Sano Manjiro was a problem you didn't want to have to deal with. But still, when Chifuyu said that "the three of you were just going to watch a quick little movie and then go meet Kazutora and Takemichi at the cafeteria", you believed him too soon. And it wasn't as if your blond friend had lied, quite the contrary: his idea really was just to watch a movie with you and Emma and maybe even Mikey.

If only he wasn't locked in his bedroom trying to get through a rut without anyone's seemingly unnecessary help. And this information only came to your attention when, almost half a block away from the Sano family home, an intense smell intoxicated your nostrils, corroded your brain from the inside and almost knocked you out, leaving your legs as weak as jelly and you needing to lean on one of Chifuyu's arms.

— Holy shit... — You spoke desperately, putting one hand over your nose as you felt your head start to spin and eyes begin to focus, get cloudy and slowly refocus and shivers traveled up your back in the shape of electric waves and landed around the middle of your legs like a starter motor of an arousal you neither wanted nor intended to feel.

— Emma, wait up! — Chifuyu exclaimed as he saw Emma continue walking unaware that you had stopped walking to pull yourself together, and Mikey's sister turned back suddenly before running to where you and that beta had stopped in the middle of the street.

— Damn it, Emma... — You gasped, taking a deep breath before letting go of Chifuyu's arm and straightening the posture, your hand still covering your nose, even though your sanity was already beginning to be eaten away. — I swear ... if that fucking smell is coming from him, I’ll kill you and... — Emma interrupted you by raising her hands as if in surrender.

— In my defense, I didn't even know his rut started today! Y’know that almost every week I sleep in the college dormitory and he and Shin stay at home, just the two of them. — She complained, looking from you to Chifuyu. — You... what the hell, Y/N, if you want to go home, we'll take you back. — You bit your lower lip weighing your options, and as you took a deep breath before answering, your mind had to cling to whatever self-control was left so that your eyes wouldn't roll up as more of the essence of a guy you despised entered your nostrils.

— I already stink of Mikey's scent anyway, now there's no point in going home. — You huffed, shaking the air around your face in an attempt to get some of that essence out and walked back side by side with Chifuyu and Emma until the three of you were standing in front of the Sano family home. — Just don't leave me alone with him.

The two of them nodded in agreement, but you didn't feel all that firm in their agreement since you were looking from Chifuyu to Emma and vice versa and neither of them were wanting to maintain much eye contact. "Cowards...", you thought before entering the house and walking straight into the living room where there were already several pillows, comforters and sheets spread out on the sofa bed present in the middle of the room.

— I'll make some popcorn, be right back! — Emma announced, leaving her coat on the sofa and going to the kitchen, taking Chifuyu with her to get soda, juice and other sweets that she had probably bought just for that night.

You've stared at the Netflix catalog open on the television since only God knows when with hands nervously groping the edges of the shorts glued to your thighs and brain trying to wiggle out and push away the thoughts racing through your mind.

Was Mikey in his room? If so, was he feeling pain? The same way you felt when you were experiencing heat with no one to help you relieve the burning desire inside your body?

You huffed because you found yourself worrying a little too much about how Manjiro could handle his own rut. He didn't deserve your pity, but you needed to somehow clear your thoughts and make your hands stop breaking out in a cold sweat. Maybe washing your face would help. Your eyes went to the staircase leading up to the other floor of the house and a heavy sigh escaped through your lips.

"All right, Y/N, you just need to... go to the bathroom upstairs, wash your face, and run back down here. Obviously you can do that, you're not a child anymore."

And that's how their feet found each other, walking up the stairs as fast as possible.

When you reached the top floor, eyes automatically fell on the ajar door of Mikey's room. You knew it was his because you had been to the Sano house several times in other months. But today it wasn't wide open as usual, you could only see a sliver of light slipping through the edges of the door. Your tongue passed slowly over lips, your brain making you think: "What if..."

Your head cocked back and forth. What if nothing. Don't jinx it, keep going to the bathroom to wash your face.

Your feet took you to the bathroom that was about two doors away from Mikey's room and the more seconds that passed before your fingers turned on the sink faucet, the faster your heart beat, the more tension tightened your muscles from the inside to the outside, the more the pit of your stomach seemed to clench in anticipation.

But anticipation for what exactly? For Manjiro to get his claws into you?

You let out a debauched laugh at your own thoughts. "Not in a million years."

Soon after washing your face and drying hands, you found yourself facing that hallway again that seemed even longer than before and your eyes eventually landed on the ajar door to Mikey's room. The gap now seemed a little wider, and deep down you knew that Manjiro was on the other side of that door just waiting to pull you in, if the alpha inside his brain was getting tired of having to deal with its own rut alone. You knew he could smell you.

And then, the door to his room opened so fast that not a blink of your eye could assimilate the moment when the figure of Mikey, with his light hair and dark eyes in perfect contrast, cheeks soaked with a redness you didn't usually see much and only a pair of sweatpants that didn't hide his boner very well, stood in the middle of that doorway.

— The fuck are you waiting for? — You blinked a few times, feeling his voice travel through every fiber of your body and into your brain as if it were some kind of antidote to any doubts you had previously had.

— W-What? — Your voice faltered and broke in the middle of the question and you felt pathetic in front of the alpha who just glanced at your body for a few seconds and then finished unlatching the door to walk with quick, almost desperate strides and grab your shirt collar with a firm grip before pulling you toward him to the point where your face was only inches away from his and you had to brace your hands against the walls of the hallway to avoid ending up with your lips on his prematurely.

— Don't play dumb with me, Y/N, not now. — His voice sounded even huskier and lower than before, his breath hitching against your cheeks, the smell radiating from his body making you have to mentally shout that Mikey was a problem you didn't want to have to take care of, and his eyes moving from yours to your mouth slowly. — Y'know I need to... — His face tilted in your direction and you tried to push your head back in the opposite direction. — This, from you, dammit.

— No, Mikey, I'm not going to become your little toy like... — The look on his face was enough to make you shut up and get legs shaking some more.

It wasn't as if you were seeing Sano Manjiro who laughed at your mean little jokes. It was a beast that was usually cooped up inside of him.

And the next thing you knew he was tangling his fingers in your hair and pulling your face against his to kiss you with an eagerness and gluttony that made you run out of air too fast.

Manjiro quickly hooked hands around your waist and pulled you, literally: pulled you, into his room before slamming the door. His lips were still on yours, tongue wanting to slide into your mouth and you tried not to return the kiss until you felt his palms slide down your back to reach the collar of your shirt again and start tearing the fabric.

The tatters of your shirt falling to the floor and the bed and being accompanied by your shorts that were not ripped by Mikey, but had the buttons popping open as they were forced open by his nimble fingers. And you didn't want to admit that it turned you on a little, more than you would allow yourself to say out loud.

Maybe it was the Omega inside your conscience burning to give yourself to Manjiro. Maybe the contempt trapped inside you was simply, in fact, pure tension or repressed sexual desire, since you and that Alpha now above you hungrily taking your lips looked like two magnets destined to end up pulling against each other.

It was only a matter of time before he managed to get hands on you.

Your fingers tangled in Mikey's soft hair not knowing whether they wanted to pull his face closer or push him away so that you could regain the air that had escaped your lungs. And just as his tongue managed to slide into your mouth and curl around yours, the sound of some more fabric being torn was heard and you, without having to look to be sure, knew it was your panties because seconds later a warm breeze was hitting your wet folds and newly exposed clit and making you moan against his lips.

His hands felt so warm traversing your body, squeezing your waist and doing the same to your breasts before placing themselves on your thighs and spreading your legs so far apart from each other it almost hurt. His lips parted from yours and a thin line of saliva connected the tip of your tongue to his in almost the same lewd way seconds later his mouth connected with your throbbing pussy as Manjiro slid down your body and felt the all too tempting sweet scent of your intimacy reach his nostrils and finish sweeping away any self-control present in his mind.

And he wanted so badly to take his time eating you out. Licking his lips on your juices and letting his eyes roll up every time you pulled his neatly cropped hair to force his face a little further between your legs. Exactly as you began to do as soon as the tip of his tongue brushed against your swollen clit and applied a little pressure there.

Your almost pathetic Omega body couldn't refuse everything an Alpha like Mikey could offer and make you feel, proof of which were the moans in the shape of "Manjiro" escaping your lips and the way your toes curled in a failed attempt to get some of the tension out of your body.

His room beginning to smell of sex and the essence of its owner. Of your future owner.

Mikey's cock was aching inside his sweatpants and it didn't take long for him to rise up with your juices dripping down his chin to get rid of those pants soon and finally release his shaft almost completely smeared with pre-cum.

"Fuck", was the first thing you thought as the alpha above you grabbed your legs to press them against your breasts in a typical mating press position and your eyes couldn't disengage from how his pink tip was leaking probably more than it would in a sexual situation out of a rut. Your brain struggling between the anticipation of wanting to feel him fully enlarging you and the fear of it hurting more than you expected.

— Mikey, I-fuck! W-Wait! Cannot-- — One of his hands hooked around your mouth to pull your body up until your eyes were directly facing his and, at the same time that this action of his made your stomach flutter even more in anticipation and your breathing quicken, the swollen tip of his cock pressed against your tight entrance and pressed there to start sliding into you.

— You will. — Manjiro spoke in something that was little more than a simple moan mixed into a feral growl and before he really finished penetrating you with his tip, his hips were already thrusting against yours to really widen your walls and finally make his dick fully enter your warm, soft interior until it was kissing your cervix. — Fuck-mhm! — Mikey's head fell back and a long, drawn-out moan escaped from deep in his throat and made you tighten around his shaft. — This, you, fuck. Exactly... ngh what I needed.

The hand that was once over your mouth fell to the middle of your neck in a firm grip that was eventually pressing you against the mattress of the messy bed, his cock beginning to move in and out of your tight pussy as if you were little more than a fleshlight at hand to be used and Manjiro's voice above you escaping through in the form of moans, grunts and the words "You," "tight".

And once he started thrusting harder and harder, with what gentleness he always possessed because he couldn't control himself properly, you could barely make up your mind whether what predominated your body was pain or pleasure. Your muscles were completely spasming and eyes could barely fix or focus on Mikey's sweaty and flushed face above you.

So this is what it felt like to lay with a guy, with an alpha like him? Being used like a ragdoll? To enjoy being treated like that? Goddammit, Manjiro was fucking out of your body any kind of spiteful attitude or contempt you tried to feel for him, putting you in exactly the only possible place you should have always been: beneath him, moaning like you were facing your own heat, with saliva dripping from the corners of the lips and eyes rolling up every time his cock kissed your cervix and his pelvic bone rubbed against your swollen clit.

Your eyes fell on Mikey's ajar lips that were letting out several moans and whimpers and you felt the shame burn inside your cheeks and make you tighten around his dick as you wondered how well they seemed to fit yours. Definitely, the alpha above your body, fucking you in mating press, was driving you completely insane. At what other point in your life had you even thought about wanting to kiss him?

However, he seemed to understand exactly what you wanted, needed. Even without you verbalizing it, even though his mind was too busy being consumed by pleasure and lack of self-control.

Seconds later, one of Manjiro's hands was tangling fingers in your hair and pulling your face up until his mouth was over yours in a heated, needy kiss. And the more time the two of you spent kissing, the more his hips seemed to apply force against yours; eventually the headboard of the bed was slamming against the wall forcefully and adding yet another repetitive, lewd sound to the symphony that until then had only consisted of your moans, the alpha's grunts and the sound of skin slapping against skin.

You could feel his dick pulsing against your walls, it was obvious that Mikey was dangerously close to cumming inside you, to filling you completely to the point of leaking, to fucking his little puppies into your womb, to knotting you. And just because of that, babbling and panting in the dumb, stupid format of "Please" and "D-Dont" began to drip from your lips at the same time that Manjiro's mouth slid from your lips and lodged itself on your neck in little bites that were sure to leave marks.

Your hand still hooked in his platinum hair, pulling it as if it were a small incentive for him to continue, for him to carry what he started to the end. Your hips forcing themselves against his.

Oh, marking you. Marking, marking, marking. The only thing besides knotting you present in Mikey's mind was this. He had the right to make you completely his, didn't he? Make you the only possible mom of his puppies, right?

Manjiro wrapped hands around your waist to keep your body still as he continued to pound inside you and then you felt probably the only sensation that you had never gotten to feel until then, during the times you had sex with other people who were Beta. Receiving the teeth of an alpha sinking into the curve of your neck hard enough to make little fillets and droplets of blood spring up and run down your shoulder.

He was literally marking you forever and instead of trying to push him away, as you would have done if you were in full consciousness, your hand simply forced his face a little deeper against your neck.

The spasms that coursed through your body because of Mikey's simple action made you clench massively around his cock and literally end up cumming with such intensity that you almost felt as if your eyesight was going completely blank and mind was almost giving out. The only thing holding you to consciousness was the sound of skin slapping against skin and the feel of his dick fucking you mercilessly.

And just after you had cum completely on his shaft, you felt Manjiro's base swell and become engorged just seconds before his hot cum was spurting straight into your womb and the veins around his dick were pulsing against your walls and making you moan his name out loud. The alpha's hot breath above you slapping against your marked neck and your hands sliding down his back to scratch them until they left welts behind. The feeling of being completely filled was mind-boggling, it almost made you end up cumming again.

Mikey's head falling back as he felt you drain practically every last drop of his fertile cream while several disconnected sounds escaped through his lips. "You", "fuck", "mine", "this".

And one of your hands going to grab hold of Manjiro's hair again to pull him into another kiss. You stupidly felt the need to have him kiss you again, as if it were a testament that the two of you were now each other's and maybe at the moment your mind didn't even realize the gravity of what it was like to be marked and knotted by Sano Manjiro.

As soon as the base of his cock began to deflate and it was possible for Mikey to slowly withdraw from your filled pussy, your head fell back to lean against the soft mattress of his bed and he propped his hands one on either side of your head to stared at your face as breathless as his own. You looked beautiful like that, beneath him, completely fucked up, with your body ruined, almost to the limit.

And this time it was he who resumed the kiss, his arms cradling you in an embrace that you didn't want to think was too affectionate not to end up liking Manjiro more than you wanted to. The panting breaths of the two of you gradually merging until you undid that temporary connection.

But from the hungry and lustful look still present on his face, it was obvious that soon his feral and brutal alpha persona would come back to dominate him again, and your stomach seemed to get butterflies again in anticipation of imagining it.

— I want it again, Mikey... — You spoke trying not to sound as needy or embarrassed as you really were and your eyes swore they saw a small sideways smile draw on his face. — There's no way you can run away from me after today, y’know that, don't you? — One of his hands slid up to grip your chin tightly.

— The only person who was trying to run away from anyone here was you. — Manjiro whispered, running his tongue over lips before sliding fingers to the mark left on the side of your neck as if it were a victory prize. — You're going to be such a good mommy to me, aren't you? If you can handle the next few hours with me I might just consider you my golden Omega. — You swallowed hard before again being drawn into a panting kiss.

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[emjiroki]

Can we get a fic of alpha Baji metting his omega

He’d be SO overprotective around the rest of toman

I've got ALOT of WIPS and collab fics on my plate so I won't do a whole fic BUT I will indulge in some Alpha Baji Headcanons cause I love him

18+ under the cut MINORS AND BAJI PURIST'S DNI

All characters are ages up 23+

His scent is softer than you would expect. Citrus, fresh rain, and that ever present Alpha musk is mixed into an irresistible combination

Baji and Mikey are both hard headed Alphas that are extremely protective over their Omegas. Lingering looks from others get met with death stares, and any other challenge is a fight. You cant count how many times you would have to pull Keisuke away so he didn't go feral on someone.

Can't stand to be away from you. Even for a little while. Practically sniffs his sleeve up his nose trying to catch your scent you left on him this morning. But he won't admit it, won't admit that it feels like someone had lifted a building off his chest when you come through the door of the pet shop to meet him for lunch or ride home, a big toothy smile on his face with a "missed me so much you couldn't stay away?". Dork.

VERY protective of you around Toman. Has a huge conflict with himself cause he wants to show you off cause he's proud as hell but he also doesn't want anyone getting the same ideas. To start thinking of taking you away from him. How many times has he snapped at Chifuyu for being too close. Or yelled at Souya for making you laugh. Nearly ripped Kazutora's ear ring out when he stopped by your place to bring you something you had PAID AND ASKED HIM TO BUY YOU WHILE HE WAS ON VACATION.

Will not hesitate to bare his fangs at anyone if they piss him off. His growl sounds like it's coming from the depths of hell.

Alpha Baji in rut is different though. I feel like since aggression is his default mode his ruts would be a bit calmer as long as you two were comfortable in his home. The only safe place in his opinion. No one is gonna even come up to the door with the scent of rutting Alpha pouring from any unsealed openings.

And he is NEEDY during rut. Needs to keep you in bed with him, pressed together, not an inch of skin that isn't touching. Will whine when you get out of bed for water and won't stop until you're back. Will immediately pin you to the bed and fuck you again, knotting you deep just to prove how much he missed you and loves you.

His neediness is a secret kept between you two though. Gives him high anxiety that he's vulnerable, even though if anything happened he would die to protect you.

Is THE sweetest to his omega. Loves you more than you can love yourself and let's you know everyday. Even if it's simple kisses against your forehead or the swipe of his wrist across your throat to mark you, he's letting everyone know your claimed and taken care of.

He's all strength and aggression when his omega is in heat though. Ready to rip someone's throat out at a moments notice. Will personally make sure the house is stocked with your favorite foods and drinks and that your nesting materials are clean. He's on his knees for you, worshipping you and soaking in your presence like you're some divine being, cause to him you are.

Mikey and him fought over you as kids. Shinichiro couldn't count how many times he had to pull the young not yet presented Alphas away so they wouldn't knock each other bloody. Both of them arguing who was going to be a better mate to you and put their mark on you first. Mikey eventually relented when you and baji started dating, respecting his friend and being happy for him even if his eyes were turning a little green

Hope you enjoyed Anon! My requests are closed but my thirsts are open so if anyone wants more headcanons for characters let me know 💕