#omega!neji

[animeomegas]

That lastest work was a work of art, all I wish is that Neji was there

Tbh I wish Neji was in every work of yours, I am a simp through and through. I watched every scene of the anime he was in (almost every scene, you can guess which one I skipped) Like just went to an episode he was in, skipped to where he was then went to another episode. I am honestly pathetic for this man ;-;

And tbh I'm proud ;P

Thank you so much!! I was really proud of it!!

I did have a rough plan for Neji's section, but my wrist gave out before I could finish it and I really wanted to just post it because it's been in my drafts for literally over a year.

If you're interested, the rough draft went like this:

Neji's daughter, seven years old, really thinks she should be allowed to walk into town to get an ice cream by herself, because she's a big girl now.

Neji does NOT agree. He is agitated and anxious about the whole thing.

Alpha reassures him and says she's old enough now. They know that Neji can be stifling sometimes, so they feel it's important for their daughter to have some independence.

Their daughter leaves, smiling, clutching some money in hand.

Neji lasts all of 2 minutes and 40 seconds before he decides to follow her.

Alpha is unimpressed, but Neji agrees to stay hidden and only watch from a distance.

By the time Neji catches up to her, he realises that she's being shouted at by a vendor at the market. It is not immediately clear why.

She is sobbing quietly. No adult has ever yelled at her like that before.

Neji is like a man possessed. He sprints his way in between his daughter and the vendor. He closes the tenketsu in the vendor's arm and sweeps their legs out from under them in the same movement.

The vendor goes down like a sack of potatoes, but Neji doesn't even acknowledge them. He scoop up his child and calmly walks home, soothing them.

When he gets home, he asks alpha to go out and bring back some ice cream while Neji checks his pup over and gives her lots of snuggles in the safety of his nest.

Neji is now validated in his reluctance to let his daughter out alone, and it'll be quite some time until he allows it again lol.

[wewanttofu-kanimeboys]

Shikamaru x Neji x Alpha!Reader

You drifted in and out of consciousness a few times before you were awake enough to open your eyes. You groaned as light flooded into your eyes and you were greeted with the sight of the hospital ceiling. You had been in the hospital enough times to recognize the sounds and smells of the hospitals as well. You tried to get up  

“Hey, don't sit up. You’ve been in a coma,” you were pushed down by a man you couldn't recognize, though you noticed his eyes were wrapped in bandages. You started processing what he had said. A coma? How long? You laid back down as he called for a medical-nin. “Hi, Love. How are you feeling?” 

“I don't…” your voice was horse from not speaking for so long. 

“Sorry, don't speak just yet. I’ll get you some water.” the man felt around on the nightstand to find the cup and held it to your mouth. You graciously drank the water. You were caught off guard when you recognized a much older than you remembered Sakura coming into the room. 

“Any pain anywhere?” She asked, helping you sit up. The man put the cup back down and sat back down in the chair, holding your hand. 

“Uh, no.” You replied. 

“Can you tell me your name?” she asked as she started checking your eyes with a flashlight and you replied. “Good, how old are you?”

“15,” both Sakura and the man stiffened when you answered. 

“Love, you're 28,” the man squeezed your hand.

“I… I don't understand.”

“What's the last thing you can remember?” Sakura asked. You tried to remember that the last thing you remembered. 

“Working at the mission desk I think…  I don't know…” 

“You had a bad head injury and you've been in a coma for almost 2 months. Memory loss is common after comas. They should return in a few weeks.” Sakura gave you a soft smile. “Let me talk to Neji for a moment.”

You sat in confusion as the two of them left. You studied your body, realizing you were much more muscular than you remembered and you had many scars you don't remember. It was a lot to take in. You looked up as Neji came back in. He was very different from what you remembered of him. You could only remember him as an angry 13-year-old.  He was older for sure and also had many more scars as well. He returned to his chair.

“Your eyes…” you reached up touching the bandages on his face. 

“I was blinded on a mission years back. I’m okay, you don't need to worry about me.” Neji leaned into your hand. 

“Are we… are we mated?” you asked. 

“Yes,” Neji smiled softly. “We have a third mate too, Shikamaru should be on his way now.”

“Okay,” That was a lot of information to take in. Neji let you sit in silence as you took it in. It was 20 minutes later when Shikamaru came in.

“Hey,” Shikamaru came in and stood next to Neji. You were shocked to see he was heavily pregnant. “Sakura already talked with me.”

“Is it mine?” the question slipped out and you were immediately embarrassed. That was definitely not something you should have said. 

“I should have warned you, I’m sorry.” Neji started worrying as well.

“It's fine,” Shikamaru assured both of you. “Yes, this one wasn't planned but we… we were excited anyways.”

“This one? We have more?” 

“Ya, we have two. They're already in the academy.” Shikamaru said. Your head was starting to hurt with all this new information.

“I need to go pick them up from the academy soon,” Neji said. “I’ll take them home for today, you can see them tomorrow. I don't want to overwhelm you.”

“I want to meet them,” 

“Not today, Neji’s right, it'll be too overwhelming for them too,” Shikamaru said. He stroked your cheek. “Tomorrow we’ll bring in some photos to see if we can jog some memories.”

“Okay,” You couldn't argue with them. “I… I’m hungry,”

“Ya, I’ll get you something.” Shikamaru kissed your forehead and left the room. He returned a few minutes later with a tray of food. Shikamaru pulled a chair up next to Neji’s. You noticed they were holding hands as you ate. You smiled softly, glad they were close. After you ate, Sakura and Neji helped you get up and walk around. You tried out after just one lap of the hallway and had to sit down,

“I’m very out of shape,” You panted.

“Ya, that happens after a coma.” Shikamaru was fiddling with his fingers. “Do we need to get Sakura to carry you to your bed?”

“Uh, no. Just give me a minute.” You said, trying to catch your breath. 

“Hey, Y/N, it's good to see you up.” it took you a moment to recognize Hinata.   

“I need to go get the boys. They’ll be out soon.” Neji squeezed your shoulder.

“I’ll see you at home tonight. I’m going to stay here as late as Sakura will let me.” Shikamaru said.

“Don’t stay too late.” Neji gave him a hug before leaving. 

“Hinata has been walking Neji to pick up the kids since he doesn't know the route to the school from here very well.” Shikamaru noticed your confusion. 

“That's nice of her,” you smiled softly. 

“I’ll help you back to your room.” Sakura came up to you and helped you stand up and you managed to get back to your room. You sat on your bed.

“How are you doing?” Shikamaru asked, sitting next to you.

“Fine… confused and a bit overwhelmed.” you laid your head on his shoulder and he laid his head on top of yours.

“Ya,” Shikamaru's voice was shaky. You sat up and noticed he was crying. you pulled him into a hug and he started sobbing into your chest. You just stroked his back, not knowing how to calm him. He was your pregnant mate and you only remembered him as a moody twelve-year-old. 

“I’m sorry.” You said softly.

“You don't have anything to be sorry for.” Shikamaru wiped his face. “I missed you so much…”

“Can you tell me about us?” You asked. 

“Ya, um…. I guess we started getting to know each other when we were assigned an escort mission. We had to stop on our way back to the village because of a bad storm and spent three days there. We started hanging out more and more. Then I started to drag you to outings with my friend and you and Neji always got along well. I set you two up on a date.” Shikamaru smiled sadly. “Its… Neji needed to find an alpha to get away from his clan. You were hurt that I set you up with Neji and thought that I didn't like you. I did though… then the war happened and everything… after my dad died, I was being pressured to get married and have kids. You and Neji were getting serious then… he was injured… we sat by his bed for weeks while he was seriously injured. I asked you and Neji to be my mates… I care for both of you and as head of my clan and adviser to the hokage, nobody batted an eye for me to choose both an alpha and an omega. Neji took over most of the omega duties from me. He’s always been much more traditional than me so the clan elders love him. I don't know what I would do without him, especially the past two months. You help a lot too when you're not on missions.”

“I’m sorry about your father…” you frowned. That was a lot to take in. 

Shikamaru chuckled. “You helped me through it back then. That was a long time ago now anyways…”

“I think I need to sleep.” you laid your head on his shoulder again.

“Ya, you're still healing.” Shikamaru stroked your hair. You two sat like that for a few minutes before you laid down to sleep. “I love you,”

[spooky-bunnys]

Could I request omegaverse Neji x male reader where in order to strengthen relationships with another clan Neji gets engaged to the other clan leaders son whose an Omega?

Like Neji is incredibly cold to him but reader keeps trying to show he's more than just a bargaining chip

I'm not just some Omega

When Neji found out he was being betrothed to an Omega from (Clans Name) he was upset. Rightfully so. The Omegas he had met were no good weak, gold diggers that only cared about getting the biggest baddest Alpha with a lot of money. So he figured this Omega would just be the same.

When (Name) found out he was betrothed to he was egangged to Neji of all people, he was nervous. Neji had a rough opinion on Omegas. Luckily though, (Name) isn't like the typical Omega. His father raised him to not rely on an Alpha. In fact, (Name) was stronger and smarter then most Alpha's in the Village.

Most Alpha's didn't like him since he didn't act like most Omegas. He didn't lay around waiting for an Alpha to save him. Or for an Alpha to tell him to get on his knees and beg for attention. No. (Name) doesn't want an Alpha that'll smother him in "attention". He doesn't want to be viewed as an Omega. He wants to be viewed as a Shinobi and an equal.

It was two weeks after the announcement of the engagement for the two to meet. Neji was taking a stroll around the village when he saw a beautiful male Omega walking into a training ground. 'Probably looking for an Alpha to follow around'. Neji thought rolling his eyes.

But when he caught a certain (scent) he unconsciously followed the Omega. What Nei wasn't expecting was for the Omega to be so....non-omega. This Omega was throwing ninja weapons like it was the most easiest thing. Breaking trees with strength he's only seen from Sakura while she's been training with the Hokage.

Neji was hypnotized by the beauty that was this Shinobu. He's never seen an Omega like this. Ever. He was so surprised he didn't even notice that the Omega had throw a Boulder in his direction until it wasn't that far from him. "Look out!" Neji went to punch the Boulder until the Omega with such grace kicked it. Shattering it into just mere pebbles.

"Oh my Kami! Neji I'm so sorry! I was so busy training I didn't notice you come in." Neji looked at him confused. "Do I know you?" The Omega looked hurt. "I'm (Name). I'm your betrothed from (Clans Name)." Neji felt like a huge weight was lifted from his shoulders. This is supposed to be his Omega?

This graceful, beautiful, strong shinobi? "You..." Neji lightly blushed and looked away. "Your my Omega?" (Name) blushed brightly and lightly played with his hair and nodded shyly. "Yeah. Sorry. I know most Omegas don't train but-". Neji cut him off quickly. "No! I actually like that you train. Most Omegas I've seen usually hide-".

(Name) cut Neji off with a sour look. "Yeah I know. Hide behind Alphas. I'm not like most Omegas if you can't tell. I don't need to hide behind an Alpha or ANYONE for that matter. I was raised to be an appropriate and loving wife and mother but, to also to not take shit and to fight by my father." Neji smirked.

"That sounds like a perfect Omega to me. I don't want a normal housewife Omega. I want one that isn't like most and if I'm correct I got just that." (Name) smiled softly and flipped his hair and started walking away. Neji was confused. "Where are you going?" (Name) then looked over his left shoulder and smirked. "I'm gonna go and make some food. Wanna join me for dinner Alpha~?"

Neji smirk grew wider and he growled playfully and chased after the Omega that ran quite quickly and gracefully. This Omega was his perfect Omega. He doesn't need a big strong Alpha with big pockets. He needed an Alpha that loved him for who he was. Shinobi and all. Neji can't wait for his future with his Omega.

[alumort]

ao3

more omegaverse. sorry not sorry. enjoy

He didn't know when it began, yet his instincts always made him bring extra food and snacks whenever his team had to train together in the village. Neji didn't really eat much, but one of his friends always forgot his own meals– at one point, Lee even looked forward to whatever it was that the alpha would give him to eat, and he would smile so brightly that his cheeks felt warm…

Neji wanted to keep seeing those adorable smiles of his, and so he even began bringing him gifts. Weights, flowers, and even little toys that made him think of the omega as soon as his gaze fell on them. Things that Lee loved with all of his soul, and he even began giving him things in return, or even… hugging him.

The brunet couldn’t comprehend why his chest felt so warm whenever his friend was affectionate with him, going as far as holding his hand whenever they walked together without anyone else– it was their thing, and Neji wasn’t really happy with such gestures in places where a crowd could see them, so his friend respected his wishes without complaint.

His uncle would never approve of him being with a male omega like him, much less with a clanless one, no matter how much the brunet enjoyed Lee’s company. That was why he disliked being affectionate in public; Hiashi would punish him if anyone informed him of the situation.

Still, Neji did enjoy his rival’s hugs while they were on their own, and sometimes they would just play-fight after training as if they were pups once more. Tenten would just roll her eyes and leave them alone, not wanting to get involved in case they suddenly decided it was a spar.

(It had happened more than once, and they had been the ones injured the most every single time. They would just chuckle afterwards, and their friend was the one to decide not to play with them anymore just in case she got too carried away.)

They were just resting after their daily workout, sharing a small meal with each other without minding anything else– without minding how close they were, knowing well their teammates had long since left. Everyone close to the two was aware of their closeness, and didn’t really want to interrupt at all.

Neji loved having these small moments with his rival, knowing well Lee would hug him after being done with his food, playing with his hair after cleaning his hands. The brunet would never say it out loud, but that helped him relax– probably because his friend accidentally ended up leaving his scent all over him sometimes, or perhaps it was on purpose… he wasn’t brave enough to ask.

As expected, the omega embraced him from the side, resting his head on his shoulder without saying anything at all for a while. Neji’s arms were dubious, in his attempt to try to hug back until his friend spoke up once more.

“You smell really good today, rival! Are you using a new shampoo?” Lee asked with genuine curiosity in his eyes, not knowing the reason behind the change was his shyness coming to surface.

“I haven’t changed anything,” the alpha replied in a whisper, feeling his cheeks warming up as his companion began sniffing him, trying to understand what was going on. “Lee, don’t– what are you doing?”

“Just trying to see what it is. Why do you smell so good today?”

‘You keep forgetting I’m an alpha’, Neji wanted to reply, though he decided to be quiet, chuckling and rolling his eyes without pushing his friend away. Once Lee was satisfied, he just hugged him again, with a little smile decorating his face.

The brunet spoke before being able to stop himself from further embarrassing himself.

“You're so cute, Lee,” was all he said, only then covering his face in an attempt to hide his reddening cheeks, no matter how futile it was. The omega had probably figured out his shyness was the source of the ‘nice scent’ , or at least that’s what he believed.

“Oh, I am not– I am sure you tell other omegas the same,” Lee teased, though it didn’t seem like a joke. The brunet slowly uncovered his face to look at his friend, who was the one blushing now. “Neji, you are a handsome alpha. Everyone likes you! I have seen how others look at you. I know you must tell everyone the same thing…”

His friend began to let go of their embrace, and the smell of an upset omega invaded his nose– Neji didn’t want him to stop hugging him… trying to not intimidate Lee, he turned around and carefully held his hands, wanting to cheer him up in some way.

“But I don’t like other omegas. I… I like you, Lee. You really didn’t notice me courting you, did you?” he muttered at last, and the surprise in Lee’s face told him everything he needed to know. 

“That is impossible. I am ugly, and I can not do much, and–”

Before the omega could go on, Neji got closer to him, just to press his lips on his forehead. Lee now was emanating unparalleled joy, and the brunet felt himself being hugged once more between silly chuckles.

“Well, I think you’re cute. Are you saying I’m wrong?” he teased, smiling as Lee had the brightest grin on his face now, holding him closer and feeling comfortable in his arms. 

“Of course not! I am just… surprised,” his rival said, not minding it when it was Neji who began playing with his hair, gently caressing him. “I like you too, Neji! And– oh, we have to go on a date!”

That was true. But for now, Neji was just happy to hug the other boy, who began giving different ideas as to what they could do… nothing different than their usual reunions, yet the alpha liked to see how excited his rival became thanks to his happiness.

Hiashi wouldn’t like it, though they had no reason to inform him about the change in their relationship. They’d deal with that as the correct time approached.

[okeutocalma]

My omega by rent - 01.

— Boas notícias. — Meu pai anunciou, entrando em meu escritório como se ainda fosse o dono dele. O Alpha mais velho havia reduzido consideravelmente seu tempo de trabalho pois estavam em viagem e naqueles dias. Era para ele aproveitar a viagem com mamãe mas está aqui.

Velhos hábitos custam a morrer, especialmente quando você é um bilionário que criou um vasto império corporativo do nada.

— Pai. Você se lembrou da importância de bater antes de entrar em uma sala? — Eu ofereci, deixando de lado os relatórios de conformidade que eu estava lendo antes da interrupção.

— Não. — Ele disse categoricamente. O loiro largou um tipo de arquivo na minha mesa, sorrindo da mesma forma que sempre fazia quando estava prestes a abrir um presente que ganhava de minha mãe. — Lembra-se da Hinata Hyuuga?

Bem, esse era um nome que eu não ouvia há bastante tempo. Era difícil esquecer quando eu conheci os Hyuuga a maior parte da minha vida.

 Um relacionamento de família, pais amigos, desses relacionamentos era mais tumultuado do que os outros, e sempre que pensava em Neji, o garoto tímido e meio desajeitado que sempre comia sozinho e sentava no fundo da classe.

— Sim. — Eu disse, limpando minha garganta quando percebi que meu pai estava me olhando daquele jeito. Aquele que toda a minha família estava me dando desde o meu primeiro heat.  — Eles são parceiros da empresa, vendem eletrônicos para fora do país, por muito tempo foram inimigos da mamãe. 

— Não mais. — Disse ele com orgulho.

— O que aconteceu? Eles vão à falência ou algo assim? Ou simplesmente a dona Kushina morreu para parar com o ódio do velho Hyuuga? — Eu perguntei, abrindo o envelope que ele jogou na minha mesa, começando a ler o conteúdo, eu senti tudo parar e o ar escapar de meus pulmões ao ler tudo.

Contrato de casamento,eu Minato Uzumaki assino esse contrato dando a mão de meu filho Naruto Uzumaki, um Alpha lúpus a Hinata Hyuuga.

Eu, Hiashi Hyuuga assino esse contrato, dando a mão de minha filha Hinata Hyuuga, uma ômega a Naruto Uzumaki.

Sinto um suor frio escorrendo sobre minha testa,eu dei uns dias de férias pro meu pai e é assim que ele me retribui?!

Com um contrato de casamento?!

O olho o fuzilando,o mais velho etava com um sorriso de orelha a orelha como se tivesse acabado de me dar um dos melhores presentes.

—Eu não vou me casar com a Hinata Hyuuga! — Afirmo me levanto da minha cadeira sentindo uma raiva desvomunal,eu nunca havia chegado a confrontar meu pai em suas escolhas,mas dessa vez ele passou demais de seu limite!

— Isso não é uma escolha Naruto. Não pode viver pra sempre nessa putaria, você deve se casar,é tradicional da família e você ja está passando seu cio com a Hyuuga a dois anos,quando pretendia assumi-la?_

Ele estava com uma expressão de desprezo em seu rosto seguido de um rosnado,eu odiava quando ele me olhava assim.

— Eu não quero me casar.Eu não posso me casar! — Afirmo batendo na mesa deixando minha presença escapar propositalmente

— Me dê um bom motivo para não poder se casar.VOCÊ É UM UZUMAKI.DEVERIA APRENDER A ASSUMIR SUAS RESPON…

— EU JÁ TENHO UM ÔMEGA! — Rosno alto cortando sua fala,vendo seus olhos se arregalarem.

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ACOMPANHEI O PASSO RÁPIDO de Shikamaru, recusando-me a deixar que minha

mente se preocupasse com as possibilidades. 

Mantive a cabeça erguida, meu desprezo por aqueles ao meu redor nítido em meu rosto. Na verdade, não era fingimento, pois odiava praticamente todo mundo ali, dos cortesãos

e criados dos Hyuuga até os senhores bretões menores sem força moral, que não mostraram resistência quando ele tomou o castelo de sua duquesa para si mesmo.

 Lacaios covardes e bajuladores, todos eles. O Nara fez uma pausa pouco antes de entrar no grande salão, esperou que um pequeno grupo de vassalos passasse, e então os seguiu para dentro, minimizando as chances de que nossa entrada fosse percebida.

Dentro do salão, criados silenciosos corriam de um lado para outro, carregando jarros de vinho, atiçando o fogo, tentando antecipar todas as necessidades antes que pudessem ser repreendidos ou castigados por não

atendê-las com rapidez suficiente. 

Havia pequenos grupos de pessoas espalhados por todo o salão conversando furtivamente entre si. Sem dúvida, já haviam sido informados de que o contrato de Hiashi com meu pai.

A única pessoa no salão que não tinha o bom senso de se envolver em cautela era o idiota do Kiba. 

— Onde está Hinata Hyuuga? — Perguntei em um tom sério usando minha voz de Alpha, fazendo todos ali se tremerem de menos Shikamaru que já estava acostumado.

— Estou aqui Naru~ 

Um rosnado escapou de meus lábios e ecoou por todo salão silencioso, eu me virei para dar de cara com a ômega peituda que não usava quase nenhuma roupa.

— Pra você é Kurama. — Eu vi ela se encolher e um gemido choroso escapar dos lábios pintados de vermelho, apenas me deu nojo. — Que porra de contrato é aquele?! Faça seu pai terminar com aquilo Hinata!

— NÃO! — O grito dela fez meus ouvidos quase sangrarem, eu olhei para ela e a mesma estava com os olhos lacrimejando.

— Não? 

— Não! E-eu fiz meu pai começar com esse contrato! Eu fiz ele perturbar o relâmpago amarelo atrás deste contrato, e como você está na época de arrumar um casamento e só vive na balada, seu pai aceitou rapidamente!

Eu rosnei em desgosto e raiva e ao ver um brilho vermelho refletindo nos olhos perolados, eu percebi que meu lobo estava querendo assumir o controle.

Antes que algo pior pudesse acontecer, que minha vontade era literalmente avançar e rasgar a cara daquela puta, eu senti Shikamaru me puxar para trás e segurar minha nuca com força.

— Shikamaru! Me larga.

— Calado Kurama, você não está bem e se mata-la agora na frente destes criados seu nome e sua influência vai cair na lama,querendo ou não essa vadia é importante.

Rosno em resposta sentindo meu sangue fervendo.Eu odiava quando aquele Alpha estava certo,e opior é que isso acontecia frequentemente… Shikamaru eu confiava minha vida de olhos fechados e deixava a empresa nas mãos dele sem me preocupar.

— Vamos embora Kurama. — Ele falou soltando minha nuca e uma última vez eu olhei para a Hyuuga que tinha um sorriso vitorioso, eu iria arrancar esse sorrisinho da cara dela, de um jeito ou de outro.

Eu soltei um rosnado e saí do local, seguindo Shikamaru, o Alpha que a todo momento me olhava para ter certeza que eu não iria avançar na Hyuuga.

[dark-omegaverse]

Just a thought and would totally love if you added on to it but just wanted to get it out😋

Ps. Was inspired by the Neji post and I can’t rlly write all that good so don’t mind)

Imagine either working or going to the same usual places as a modest omega. They’ve piqued your interest and as more time passes you can’t help but feel more obsessed with them, even at the mere idea. Of course this omega doesn’t know anything about you but one day when you’re walking home a particularly familiar smell catches your attention. And when you see the familiar face of the omega, well it only makes sense as to why the scent could only be described as perfectly enticing. You gladly walk towards the dark alleyway they’re in. How could you not? Their scent was practically calling your name and you’d hate for anyone else to have them.

-

An omega I immediately thought of would be Shino. He’s hyper aware and immediately noticed your silhouette as you neared the dead end. Unfortunately for him there was no way out and had no choice to take it as you disrobed him and took his last piece of innocence. He was nothing short of vulnerable and lewdly loud. Anyone near could hear his cries mixed with moans and after committing your crime and leaving he’d soon find out he was pregnant. Luckily for you he didn’t quite catch your face or scent for the matter so maybe you can use his vulnerability while pregnant to paint this good picture of yourself. You’d probably get married- let’s just hope he doesn’t decide to investigate his unfortunate incident that happened in that alleyway.

Maybe you can take it a step forward and force him to bond with you and because of his shame and fear of telling shibi- you end up getting married that year (maybe he ends up learning to love you in an unhealthy way, who knows?)

Another one would be Neji. He’d definitely try to fight back best he could but in the end his efforts would prove to be fruitless. He takes it best he can and although it hurts- that soon morphs into pleasure. He thinks something’s wrong with him once he starts moaning and actually enjoying the experience. He’s clawing at your back while simultaneously arching his back and rolling his eyes to the back of his head. If you decide to leave and never interact with him in the workplace then he’d just be left with that experience and new found fantasies. However, if you do develop a relationship and confess- well unfortunately I can’t think of how’d he react

(Hopefully this wasn’t much, I read your rules but if this is too much then feel free to ignore!)

But yeah that’s what I thought of this scenario and if you don’t mind, could I be known as 💣 anon? Thanks :3

Welcome 💣 anon!! And what an entrance this was!! I've thought about this so much since you sent it in, I swear. Thank you so much for sending this in!! Okay, let's do this.

Warnings: non-con, stockholm syndrome, forced mating/marriage, panic attacks, forced pregnancy, trauma, gaslighting, no prep.

Every day you walk into work at the exact same time as this one omega.

He's kind of cold, withdrawn, modest, and almost certainly doesn't know you exist and wouldn't give you the time of day even if he did.

You become obsessed. Your alpha instincts are sure this is the omega for you.

You love the modesty because only you should be able to lay eyes on your omega.

You love how anti-social he is, because he'll have the time and energy to dedicate to you and your future family.

With his coldness, he's like a forbidden fruit that you can't help but desire. A prize you are desperate to possess.

You're not a powerful alpha though, you don't have huge amounts of money or sway... so going to his parents to request his hand is out of the question. Not to mention, if they say no, your chance of getting him is only going to be slimmer.

No... you have to be smart about this.

And then one day, while you're desperately trying to come up with a plan to snare your chosen omega, you smell something from inside an alleyway just a few streets from your workplace.

It's desperate, it's panicked, and it's oh so sweet.

An omega in heat.

And one whose scent you recognise, too.

It's him.

You can't resist stepping into the alley to 'assist' him.

NEJI

Neji smells like sweet chamomile, a scent so thick it almost completely overpowers the anxious burning smell underneath.

He's standing just in the shadowed part of the alley, hand pressed to his stomach. His eyes are wide like he can't believe what is happening to him.

Heat flares inside you. Poor omega, in heat, all alone, scared and in need of a big strong alpha to help him.

You were happy to offer your services.

Of course, omegas didn't always know what was best for them, and Neji was as stubborn as they come.

He fought back as best as he could, but he was weak and dazed. He still managed to land a hit, a fist to your cheek, but it wasn't nearly enough to stop you.

Wasting no time, you pin him to the wall face first, one hand immobilising his hands above his head, and the other making quick work of his belt. You shove his trousers and underwear down to his knees, exposing his delicate skin to the warm summer air and intensifying the sickly sweet chamomile smell.

You grab his little omegan cock, finding it red and hard. You jerk him with two fingers, delighted to find him the perfect size. Omegas need to know that their cock is useless, a cute decoration at best, and with his size you could hammer that lesson in well.

Neji's knees shake as you grope him. "P-Please, let- let go..."

"Shhh, it's alright darling, I'm here to help you. Let alpha help you."

He shakes his head but you ignore him. Removing your hand from his cock, you release your own from your fabric prison and run the head over his drenched hole. You don't need to prep him; he's in heat, literally designed to take your cock.

Tears make their appearance when Neji realises what is about to happen. You comfort him.

"It's going to be alright, you just need a knot, then you'll feel much better, baby, I promise."

Without waiting for his response, you push in. You groan in bliss at the tight, wet heat. Neji stiffens and tries to pull back, but you hold him firm as you carve your way inside him, inch by inch, until your hips are flush to his skin.

You immediately set a rapid pace as you feel his walls gripping and fluttering around you.

Neji cries out at the strange, painful sensation, but you soon see his body language change.

He stops crying out in pain, and begins moaning in pleasure. He leans back into you, pushing his hips to meet yours and chase the pleasure you're gifting him. His heat clouds his mind and he starts to whimper, calling you alpha.

He cums around your cock several times. The first is so sudden that Neji seizes, painting the wall white with his cum and soaking his own trousers, and it's only your grip on him that keeps him upright.

Inside his head, Neji is so confused. His instincts and common sense war, and his common sense is rapidly losing because it just feels so good...

He shouldn't... he couldn't... but he is.

And he feels better than he ever has trapped inside his clan, forced into servitude and tortured. In comparison... this is bliss.

When you cum, forcing your knot inside him and claiming him with your mark on his skin, Neji orgasms so hard that he blacks out for several seconds.

You hold him, shushing him, comforting him, adding to his confusion.

And when the fog eventually clears, he's angry, furious even.

But you remain calm. You explain that you're happy to pay the fine to his family for the crime of marking him without permission, because he's yours now. You tell him about the lovely little house you have by the river where he'll now live. How he's going to be your husband and you can't wait to spoil him rotten.

Neji wants to remain angry, he really does, but it sounds nice... You're offering him an escape, love, pleasure. And the fog from being marked, all the endorphins rushing through him aren't helping him keep a clear head.

And so, exhausted and tentatively happy with his escape, Neji slumps and allows you to take him home and sort everything out.

It's not like he has much of a choice anyway.

And you make sure to love him dearly, treat him tenderly, make him happy. Compared to his previous life, Neji is living a dream.

And he knows what you did, but the longer he's with you, the less that feels real and the less it seems to matter to him.

You're just so... perfect to him. He almost can't reconcile that first meeting with the person you are now, his brain doesn't understand.

You love him so gently that sometimes he finds himself craving the rougher sex, the feeling of helpless pleasure being forced upon him calling to him.

Eventually he finds himself begging for something rougher, and it's at that point that you know you have him.

"Alpha," Neji said softly, breaking your kiss. "Can you... um..."

"Yes, my darling? What do you need?" You ran a hand over his head. "Anything for my angel."

"Can you be a bit..." He directed your hand to his crotch and pressed it there. His cheeks were bright red. "Harder."

You looked at him with a concerned but loving gaze. Neji squirmed. "Oh darling, are you sure? I know that you love being treated like that, but it's sometimes difficult for me to do it. I'm more gentle by nature, you know that. Even our first time was a bit much for me, although I'm glad you experienced it as rough as you wanted."

Neji's mind felt slow as he tried to recall. Did he want it? He... he must have... you were so gentle, there's no way you would...

"I-I'm sorry for being needy, alpha..."

"Omegas are naturally needy, darling, don't apologise." You kissed him again, wrapping your tongue and his together until Neji was breathless. "It's my job to give you what you want, no matter what that is."

Your eyes darkened and Neji shivered. He felt like prey, and that made him hotter than it should have. He was so lucky to have an alpha that could treat him right. You saved him, and he would be eternally grateful.

SHINO

Shino is perfect for this scenario too, and my personal favourite.

He smells like a meadow full of wild flowers, fresh and enticing in every sense of the word.

When you first lay eyes on him he's curled up in the corner, clearly having a panic attack. The bitter scent of panic is stronger with him than Neji.

You crowd him quickly, before he can realise what's happening, and you use a scrap piece of fabric from your bag as a makeshift blindfold.

You need to keep your identity a secret, for now.

Shino fights back, because of course he does, but his bugs won't attack properly, too addled by his heat, so you don't sustain anything worse than a few harmless bites.

It's charming how quickly you overpower him. He's so adorable, truly an omega worth sticking your neck out for.

It takes time to get through all of Shino's layers, so you just adjust his clothes enough to leave a gap for you to access his hole. It feels a bit like wrestling to get Shino into that position, but you're rewarded with a glimpse of his sacred flesh. No other alpha has seen it, and that makes it so fucking hot and special.

You rub at the trembling flesh with reverence.

"No, no no no no," Shino mutters, eyes closed tightly.

You want to comfort this precious omega, but you know better than to speak and give your voice away. He's the only heir to a prestigious clan even if he's an omega, so you can't risk being identified as his assailant.

Oh well, soon he'll come to understand that you're perfect for each other, meant to be.

As you push inside him, it feels like a vice around your cock. He's so tight it borders on painful, but you force your way in nonetheless.

Shino yelps but you don't give him a space to rest. He can take you, you know he can; he's the perfect omega after all.

It's hot inside him, deliciously so.

As you bottom out, you mouth at the spot where you know you'll one day put your mating mark. Shino struggles more, but he needn't worry; you aren't going to bite him, not today.

As hard as it is to resist.

You fuck him gently. Shino needs that kind of love and you can tell. You already know him so well, you're perfect for him, and one day he'll see it.

Despite your attention, he doesn't orgasm. As far as you can tell, he remains soft the entire time. You give his tummy a few warm rubs to let him know you aren't disappointed in him. It's a lot, and you understand that; you're a loving alpha :)

When it's time for you to cum, you push in as far as you can, shooting load and load deep inside of him. You'd bet an omega like him wasn't on any birth control. The thought of getting him pregnant almost sent you into a rut, and did send you into another orgasm, shooting more waves of hot cum inside him.

His hole is so tight that after you pull out, it sinches back and locks all your cum firmly inside him.

You wish you could stay for longer, but it was already a miracle that no one had stumbled upon you, so you flee, knowing that this is only step 1.

...

As for Shino, he's eventually found and taken home. His father looks after him and helps him patch himself together.

He manages to pull himself together enough to return to work, telling no one of what happened but his father.

And there's this one coworker, you, who doesn't seem fooled by his act. You seem to notice something is wrong, but you don't crowd him, you bring him lunch, you wordlessly take some of his workload, you give him a smile whenever you see him.

It's nice.

Shino... has never been the most comfortable around alphas, and now he can barely stand them near him, but there's something about your kindness that draws him in.

When he finds out he's pregnant, Shino can't go to work anymore. He's too humiliated and terrified to go out in public, so he just stays at home, supported by his father.

And you, his kind coworker, care enough to visit. At first you drop off some stuff he'd left in his locker. Then you bring him a gift basket and hope he feels better soon. Then you bring him some food and ask if you'd be able to eat with him.

He isn't able to say no, and so you eat together once a week, chaperoned by his father every time.

And you're... just so perfect. So kind, so respectful, you never pry, even when he's visibly pregnant.

You take care of him. And he can't help but let you into his life.

He eventually asks you to be at the birth of his pup. He needs a strong, protective alpha to feel safe, and you're the only one he trusts.

You hold his hand and tend to his every need, and as he watches you hold his newborn pup as he recovers, he just knows you're the one.

He's in love.

He feels so safe with you. You'd never let something like what happened before happen to him again.

...

Shino never looks too closely. He's smitten.

There's nothing suspicious about you adopting his pup as yours.

There's nothing wrong with you asking to keep what happened a secret from the pup and pretending you're the biological sire, Shino was thinking about doing that anyway.

There's nothing weird about how you and her look alike, he's probably projecting, seeing things because his trauma would rather that be the reality.

Everything about you is just... perfect for him. It's like you're soulmates.

"And that's the truth, about what happened. I'm sorry it took so long to tell you. Why? Because it is difficult to speak about," Shino finished, voice quiet. He owed you the truth, after everything, but that didn't mean it was easy. His throat felt tight and his body tingled in a horrible way.

You nodded sombrely as you used your thumb to wipe away a forming tear from under his eye. "Thank you for telling me. I promise you, something like that will never happen to you again. You're where you belong now, here, with me."

You opened your arms and Shino gratefully accepted the embrace, exhausted. He nuzzled in. It was amazing how you could make him feel safe when every other alpha now sent anxious shivers down his spine.

"I've got you," you said, rubbing his back. It was good that Shino couldn't see your smile. "I've got you."

[martialartslover7]

Weird Wednesday Headcanon: Neji could have given Tenten his DNA to work on Byakugan-Visors

In honor of #Nejitenmonth2024, I actually had this idea floating around in my head that, if we were to buff the hell out of Tenten, and turn her into a literal ninja gadget INVENTOR, with her own workshop and all, turning her into the Bulma of the Naruto world, or more like, a blend of her as an inventor, and a computer techwiz like Tails from the Sonic series and Coco Bandicoot from the Crash series, Neji WILL be involved in the process.

And it starts by her, with Tsunade's endorsement, starting her research, by studying ninja tools and weapons, and creating her own spin on them, to give her the necessary edge in battle. You know, making her omega-busted, because, if it all hinges on purely her imagination and technical knowledge, no ability or weapon may be off-limits to her. And her starting project HAS to involve a sleek-looking Byakugan-powered visor. In order to make this happen, she needs Neji's DNA, in the form of his blood.

Of course, this is all risky, due to... well, Neji being a Side branch member, and those Hyuga are seen as cannonfodder, and yet, there comes this rando "no-name" inventor girl, breaking the mold, set up by those corrupt Hyuga elders and Hiashi, by "stealing", but also, not really, because there is no malice in her research, unlike what Orochimaru had in mind. Her research is meant to benefit not just herself, and Rock Lee, but especially those other shinobi, who may be as unfortunate as her in their chakra-based genetics. But the big pay-off, if this works out, she can finally get the chance to gain a bit of advantage in battle, becoming able to predict her opponent's movements and see their chakra points.

Not just weapons, she may be able to set up full-on simplistic building structures with her scrolls, too, like Bulma's capsules. Maybe build impromptu hospital tents for Sakura or the other healers. She would be CRAZY versatile. And through her tools, she may even be able to boost Rock Lee's, or her own, chakra nature, just to give themselves a fair fighting chance against opponents, that are too powerful for the average shinobi.

And again, if we go to THIS length, even the greedy, and very hungry boi, the Samehada blade from Kisame, will become no problem in taming for her, if she can find different means to overwrite the sword's self-harming attributes. But dude, just picture Tenten wielding the Samehada, like it's NOTHING. No chakra is safe from her no more.

And Neji, throughout all of this, is fully supportive of her, because he is also a bit of a weapon's geek, since his clan has a bit of a relation to ancient weaponry. Win-win, to me.

Peace.

[massgenocide03]

You're The Only One for Me

~NaruSasu Omegaverse Fanfic~

Summary: An Unexpected Transformation" follows Sasuke Uchiha, a high school junior who hides his Omega status behind suppressants and an Alpha facade due to the overwhelming expectations of his influential family. When his best friend, Naruto, returns to school after a summer of growth and self-discovery, Sasuke is confronted by Naruto’s unexpected manifestation into a confident Alpha.

Chapter 3

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It had been a week since Naruto and Sasuke’s fight, a tension-filled seven days that felt more like an eternity. The silence between them was palpable, a thick, oppressive force hanging over every interaction. Sasuke, stubborn to the core, refused to be the first to break. Normally, Naruto would have caved by now, his hot temper usually cooling after three days at most. But this time was different—something had shifted, and Naruto wasn’t budging either.

What might have been a petty squabble between friends had spiraled into something much more significant, affecting not just them but everyone around them. The school was on edge, the air charged with a volatile mix of emotions. Naruto, newly manifested as a dominant Alpha, was struggling to control his pheromones. His scent was wild and untamed, leaking through the ineffective scent patches he wore. The air was thick with his agitated Alpha scent—sharp, almost metallic, with an undercurrent of desperation that clung to the walls like smoke.

As Sasuke brooded in his seat, lost in the turmoil of his thoughts, someone slid into the chair beside him. “Sasuke, I would advise you to reconsider your stance,” a familiar voice murmured. “It is becoming increasingly difficult to maintain decorum when the entire school reeks of impending conflict.”

Neji’s tone was calm, polished, and measured, each word carefully chosen. He was one of the few people Sasuke considered a friend, though they weren’t as close as Sasuke and Naruto had once been. There was an unspoken understanding between them, forged by the shared burden of coming from prominent families with impossibly high expectations. But Neji had something Sasuke lacked—he was an Alpha, and that carried a weight of its own.

“I would sooner perish than yield to Naruto’s tantrum,” Sasuke responded curtly, pulling out his textbook as if to signal the end of the conversation.

Neji sighed, his white eyes watching Sasuke with a mix of concern and resignation. His long, silky black hair was tied back in a low ponytail, the loose strands catching the light as he tilted his head slightly. “Your resolve is admirable, but Naruto’s behavior is causing considerable disruption. His pheromones are agitating the Omegas and provoking the Alphas. Remind me, what was the cause of his anger?”

Sasuke scowled, his dark eyes narrowing. “It’s not my concern if the idiot can’t control his pheromones. He’s upset because he’s an imbecile.”

Neji didn’t respond immediately, simply giving Sasuke a look that conveyed understanding far beyond what Sasuke was willing to acknowledge.

The tension in the room spiked as Naruto entered, his presence impossible to ignore. His scent flooded the space, a wave of overpowering emotions that hit everyone like a physical force. The low growls of other Alphas rumbled through the room, a collective reaction to the intrusion of Naruto’s uncontrolled pheromones.

It was unbearable. The scent, once familiar and warm with hints of sunshine and something earthy, was now drowned in the stench of anger and sadness. It was suffocating, a thick, oppressive cloud that hung in the air, making it hard to breathe.

Sasuke hadn’t planned on doing anything, but as he glanced around the room, he saw the effect it was having on everyone. An Omega girl near the back was whimpering softly, her wide eyes filled with fear as she curled in on herself. Guilt gnawed at Sasuke's insides, sharp and relentless. It was his fault, after all. Naruto was angry because of him, and now everyone else was suffering because of their unresolved conflict.

Sasuke had decided a week was more than enough time for their ridiculous argument to drag on. He had been stewing in his frustration long enough, and now, the entire school was paying the price for Naruto’s stubbornness. The thought alone made his blood simmer with irritation. Resolute, he stood up abruptly, the chair scraping against the floor, earning him a few curious glances from the rest of the class. Without sparing anyone a look, he walked to the front of the room where Naruto was slouched in his seat, staring vacantly at the chalkboard.

Without a word, Sasuke grabbed Naruto by the arm, his grip firm, and started pulling him out of the classroom. Naruto’s startled yelp echoed through the room, followed by his loud protests. “Hey, asshole! Let go of me!” Despite the resistance in his voice, Naruto didn’t actually make any serious attempts to escape Sasuke’s grasp, which only fueled Sasuke’s determination.

Sasuke just rolled his eyes at Naruto’s outburst, tightening his grip as he dragged him through the hallways. The chatter of other students faded into the background as they made their way to the rooftop. The corridor was dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of disinfectant and the faint traces of Naruto’s agitated pheromones that clung to the walls. It was suffocating, a scent that gnawed at Sasuke’s nerves, making him grit his teeth in annoyance.

When they reached the rooftop, Sasuke pushed the door open with a force that made it creak ominously on its hinges. The fresh air hit them like a wave, a stark contrast to the stifling atmosphere of the school. He shoved Naruto forward, watching as he stumbled and landed unceremoniously on his butt. Naruto winced slightly, the rough landing clearly catching him off guard, but he was quick to scramble to his feet, glaring at Sasuke with a mixture of anger and confusion.

“What the fuc—”

Before Naruto could finish, Sasuke cut him off, his voice cold and sharp like the wind that whipped through the rooftop. “You fucking stink, and you’re bothering everyone else with your smell.”

Naruto’s expression twisted in anger, his fists clenching at his sides. “Well, it’s none of your business what I do, sound familiar?”

Sasuke ignored the jab, rolling his eyes at Naruto’s attempt to turn his own words against him. “Do you not know how to control your fucking pheromones?” he demanded, his tone laced with irritation. The pungent scent of Naruto’s uncontrolled pheromones was still thick in the air, like a storm cloud that refused to dissipate.

Naruto’s gaze flickered away, a stubborn set to his jaw as he repeated, “Like I said, it’s none of your business.”

Sasuke felt his irritation morph into something sharper, more insistent. “Naruto, what do you want? I’ll tell you anything as long as you stop releasing that horrible smell.”

Naruto’s expression softened slightly, a hint of relief washing over his features, but the oppressive scent of his pheromones remained. “I want you to apologize and tell me who and when you had sex.”

Sasuke bit his lip, the request catching him off guard. Apologizing was something he loathed, a bitter pill he could never quite swallow. But the memory of the chaos Naruto had caused over the past week made him reconsider. “First of all, I’m not going to apologize, I wasn’t in the wrong. And secondly, why the fuck are you so interested in my sex life?”

Naruto’s scent spiked again, this time more potent, more aggressive, and it made Sasuke wince involuntarily. The acrid smell was unlike anything he had experienced before, making his stomach churn. Normally, he wasn’t bothered by pheromones—he had learned to suppress his Omega side long ago—but this was different.

Naruto took a step closer, his eyes boring into Sasuke’s with an intensity that made Sasuke’s heart skip a beat. It was in that moment that Sasuke truly saw him, not as the annoying boy he had known for years, but as the Alpha he had become. Naruto’s once lean frame was now filled out with muscle, his presence commanding, and he stood a few inches taller than Sasuke. The realization was jarring, unsettling in a way Sasuke hadn’t anticipated.

“Fine, you don’t have to apologize, but as your best friend, I want to know who you slept with,” Naruto said, his voice lower, more controlled now, but no less demanding.

Sasuke sighed, the weight of the situation pressing down on him. He had no desire to drag this out any longer, especially when the truth was gnawing at his conscience. He had always prided himself on his honesty, on his integrity, and yet here he was, standing on the precipice of a lie that had spiraled out of control.

“I lied,” Sasuke admitted, his voice barely above a whisper as he looked down at the ground, unable to meet Naruto’s gaze. “I’ve never had sex with anybody.”

The words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of his confession. And then, as if a switch had been flipped, the oppressive scent that had clung to Naruto like a second skin vanished, replaced by the familiar warmth of his usual scent. It was like standing in the middle of an orange grove at the height of summer, sweet and citrusy, enveloping Sasuke in its comforting embrace. It was almost disorienting, the sudden change making Sasuke feel as though he had been plunged into a different reality altogether.

“Why’d you lie?” Naruto asked, his tone lighter now, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. It was as if the past week had never happened, as if he hadn’t been emitting the most horrible pheromones just moments ago. The ease with which he shifted his mood only served to deepen Sasuke’s shame and frustration.

“C’mon, tell me why the great Sasuke Uchiha had to stoop to lying,” Naruto teased, his voice lilting with amusement.

“No,” Sasuke replied, his tone clipped. He was in no mood for Naruto’s antics, not after everything that had transpired.

Naruto’s smile widened, his eyes gleaming with mischief. “If it makes you feel any better, I’m a virgin too.”

Sasuke scoffed, rolling his eyes at the admission. “That much is obvious.”

“Hey!” Naruto protested, his voice rising in mock indignation.

“Why does it matter?” Sasuke shot back, already turning towards the door. “Let’s get back to class.”

Naruto followed, his usual sunny disposition restored. “Okay, Mr. Liar Liar Pants on Fire,” he said, smirking as he placed a hand on Sasuke’s shoulder.

Sasuke couldn’t help but feel a mix of relief and exasperation. Naruto was back to his annoying, cheerful self, and while the tension between them had eased, Sasuke knew this wasn’t the end. But for now, it was enough.

—

As Sasuke and Naruto pushed open the heavy classroom door, it was as if the atmosphere itself sighed in relief. The tension that had been choking the room only moments ago seemed to dissipate, melting away like mist under the warmth of the sun. The oppressive stench of Naruto’s agitated pheromones was gone, replaced by the familiar, sweet scent of oranges that flowed through the air like a soothing balm. The shift was almost tangible, a ripple of calm that spread through the room, easing the taut nerves of their classmates.

The change in the room was immediate. Students who had been hunched over their desks, tense and on edge, now visibly relaxed, their shoulders loosening and their breaths coming easier. A few of them even cast glances of admiration towards Naruto, their expressions softened by the allure of his scent. It was as if the room itself had been cleansed, the heavy, metallic tang of anger and frustration replaced by a fragrant breeze that carried with it a sense of peace.

Sasuke let his gaze linger on Naruto for a moment longer, taking in the sight of him standing there, as if nothing had ever been wrong. The scowl that had twisted Naruto’s features all week was gone, replaced by a lightness in his eyes and a small, almost mischievous smile that tugged at the corners of his lips. It was as if the storm that had raged within him had finally passed, leaving behind only the calm.

Without another word, Sasuke made his way back to his seat beside Neji, the faint scent of oranges still lingering in the air. As he sat down, he felt the weight of Neji’s gaze on him, those pale, discerning eyes that seemed to miss nothing.

“It seems you have contradicted yourself,” Neji remarked, his tone as smooth and composed as ever, yet carrying a hint of amusement.

“Hmph,” was all Sasuke could muster in response, his eyes narrowing slightly as he refused to engage further. He knew what Neji was implying, but he wasn’t in the mood for a lecture, no matter how elegantly worded it might be.

Neji’s lips curved into a barely perceptible smile, the kind that held more understanding than judgment. He returned his attention to the book in front of him, but not before giving Sasuke a proud look.

Sasuke crossed his arms over his chest, leaning back in his chair with a sigh. The room had returned to its usual rhythm, the low hum of voices and the scratch of pens on paper filling the air once more. Yet, there was a part of him that still felt unsettled, as if the events of the past week had left a mark that wouldn’t easily fade.

He glanced at Naruto out of the corner of his eye, watching as he settled into his own seat, surrounded by classmates who seemed drawn to him now, captivated by the restored warmth of his presence. The idiot had caused so much chaos, and yet, here he was, effortlessly charming everyone back into his orbit.

Sasuke shook his head slightly, a small, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips. For better or worse, things were back to normal—or at least, as normal as they ever got between them. And for now, that was enough.

—

As the final bell rang, signaling the end of the school day, Sasuke gathered his belongings with his usual efficiency, intending to walk home alone as he always did. The familiar solitude of his walk was something he looked forward to—an opportunity to unwind, think, and avoid unnecessary interactions. However, today, his plans were abruptly disrupted.

"Why are you following me, idiot?" Sasuke demanded, not bothering to hide his irritation as he noticed Naruto trailing behind him, that ever-present grin plastered on his face.

"I'm following you to make sure you don't lie to me about other things," Naruto replied, his voice light and teasing, his blue eyes sparkling with mischief.

Sasuke grumbled under his breath, "I fucking hate you," but continued walking, now with Naruto in tow. They found themselves weaving through the bustling streets of downtown, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows on the pavement, the air buzzing with the energy of people heading home or out for the evening.

"Yeah, right," Naruto shot back, unbothered by Sasuke's scowl. "By the way, now that we're here, do you want to get ramen?" he asked, his voice bright with excitement, his eyes lighting up at the mere mention of his favorite food.

Sasuke rolled his eyes, attempting to put some distance between them. "No, I don't like ramen, and why would I want to eat with you?" He quickened his pace slightly, hoping Naruto would get the hint and leave him alone.

But Naruto was relentless, his enthusiasm undimmed. "I know that already, but I haven't had Ichiraku's since I came back. C'mon! My mom banned me from eating ramen every day, but if I say I went with you, she won't get mad."

Sasuke shot him a sideways glance, his expression unimpressed. "And exactly how is that my problem?" he retorted, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he paused at the curb, looking both ways before crossing the street.

Naruto didn’t miss a beat, his grin widening as he played his next card. "Mmm, I don't know, but what if I don't tell everyone about how you lied about your virginity?"

Sasuke stopped dead in his tracks, spinning around to face Naruto, his dark eyes narrowing in anger. "Are you going to hold that over my head forever?!" he hissed, his voice low and dangerous.

"Maybeee," Naruto drawled, stretching the word out with a playful tone, "or I might just forget if someone gets Ichiraku's with me. Oh, and pays for me," he added, his smirk widening as he dangled the bait.

Sasuke's fists clenched at his sides, his frustration mounting. Just as he was about to lash out, a loud honk snapped him back to reality. The two of them had unwittingly wandered into the middle of the street during their argument, oblivious to the traffic around them.

Acting on instinct, Sasuke grabbed Naruto’s arm with more force than necessary and yanked him to the safety of the sidewalk, his heart pounding with adrenaline and anger.

"Fine," Sasuke spat out, his voice tight with barely restrained fury. "I'll get stupid Ichiraku’s with you, but you will never mention my little incident again. Promise?"

Naruto’s grin softened into a more genuine smile as he held up his hand in mock solemnity. "Promise," he said, the word carrying an air of finality.

Sasuke exhaled sharply, his tension slowly easing as they walked side by side toward Ichiraku’s. The fading sunlight bathed the street in a warm, golden glow, and for a brief moment, the world seemed almost peaceful. But Sasuke knew better—Naruto’s presence was a constant, chaotic force in his life, one that he could never fully escape. Yet, despite the annoyance, there was a part of him that didn’t entirely mind.

[sheep33hallow]

Who Are You? (NaruSasu) 1/2

Tags: age difference, memory loss, strangers to lovers, ABO, A!Naruto, O!Sasuke

Summary: " Having second thoughts?"

AO3

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Itachi helps Sasuke move a box into a corner of his new room. 

“Is that everything?” Itachi asks, standing up straight, and pushing his hands into his back to stretch it out. 

Sasuke looks around the room, seeing the multiple boxes, his desk, and new futon. “Yeah, that should be everything.” Sasuke walks to his door, leaning outside of it, to stare out into the hallway. He hears Naruto downstairs in the kitchen. 

Itachi walks to the door as well, leaning back against the other side of it, crossing his arms. “Having second thoughts?” 

Sasuke delays answering, but, “No.” He says. 

______

“Hello!” A woman in the crowd of the campus yells from her megaphone, college kids, professors, and visitors roam across the campus. Outside the sun is shining, and people are getting ready for finals. 

“My name is Suchi, and I am a part of Elderly Assistance of Konoha. We are in desperate need of Omegas for our residences. Free room, and board is offered as long as you are over the age of 20. Tuition reimbursement is offered to those who sign a contract. Many of our residents are in need of comfort.” 

Sasuke, Neji and Karin are walking across the campus. Her voice becomes faded as they continue on to their designated building. They have time in between classes, so Karin suggested getting lunch, and stopping at the school store. 

Karin was in her last year of Undergrad, while Sasuke and Neji were in their first year of Graduate school. She took a year off to go travel with Orochimaru and Suigetsu in Sound City. She already has a job waiting for her at his genetic company. 

“You think people really do that?” Karin asked. She glanced over her shoulder once more at the woman talking. 

Neji is on his phone, texting. “Doing what?” 

She looks back. “Being comfort Omegas for the Elderly. Like who wants to sleep with someone with wrinkled skin.” 

Neji scoffed. “Being around Orochimaru really has you believing you won’t age.” 

“Can you blame me? Have you seen him? Lady Tsunade? Icons in the genetics field.” She squealed. 

Neji went back to his phone. “I doubt any old person has you in mind, Karin.” He put his phone in his pocket. Then glanced at Sasuke. “Hmm, nothing to add?” He rested a hand on Sasuke’s shoulder. 

Sasuke shrugged it off. “I doubt it's only about sex. They do have to bond with the Omegas. At least temporarily.” 

“I didn’t know they had a temporary bond. She said nothing about that.” Karin spoke up. 

They arrive at the main building, and Sasuke opens the door first, allowing Neji and Karin to go in first. Once they are inside, he lets the door close, not keeping it open for anyone behind him. 

They walk the hallway, people are walking about, some are studying on the floor, or even napping for those who don’t live on campus. The stores, and restaurants are at the end of the long hallway, and Karin pivots to the store where they sell anything a college student may need. 

Sasuke stands outside of the store, Neji stays with him as well. 

They wave to a few of their friends that pass them by. 

Neji speaks up. “Thinking about doing that Omega thing?” 

Sasuke realizes they’ve been friends too long. 

He squeezes the strap of his bag. “I’ve kind of already started.” 

Neji's eyes widened to a proportional level that's borderline comical. Sasuke smirks at getting that reaction out of his similar friend. Neji���s face goes through a few different emotions. Disgust, concern, judgement, and then acceptance. 

Neji walks into the store. “Okay.” Neji decides on, and doesn’t ask for more. 

Sasuke follows, already knowing he’s buying Neji’s lunch for not telling him sooner. “Okay.” 

________

Two month ago: 

Sasuke realized that he would rather eat dog shit, than stay in the Graduate dorms. He has two roommates, and their dorm is apartment style near the back of the campus. He was able to survive dorm living as an Undergrad when he only had Neji as his roommate. Yet, his friend decided to move in with his boyfriend, Shikamaru, knowing he wouldn’t have to pay for anything. 

Shikamaru was their age, but he had already gotten his Graduate degree by the time he was 20, and was working on his Doctorate. 

He stayed on campus for the ease of not having to deal with traffic or waking up early. Now he knows that that was a better deal than living with two Alphas who wanted to party like Undergrads still. Kiba and Kankuro were fine as people. 

Sasuke couldn’t name anything he liked about them, other than that. 

“So how did you hear about us?” The interviewer asked from her desk. 

Sasuke sat on the other side. He dressed up, not knowing what to expect. “I saw a few flyers around my campus, and I later saw ads on YouTube.” 

The woman nodded. “Yes, we are very serious about making matches for our Elderly.” She opens her drawer, and gets a clipboard out. She clicks her pen, and smiles at Sasuke. “Now, you are an Omega, correct?” 

“Yes.” 

She scribbles. 

“So for what we have open right now, is for our Elderly who have memory loss. We are looking for Omegas who look similar or at least smell similar to their last mate. We also have options of being an Omega for Elderly Alphas who are still entering their rut, but that is more of a freelancing option, and isn’t as consistent if that is what you are looking for.” 

Sasuke nods. 

“So, with that said. If you match with an Elderly, you will have to move in, because this will be needed for their development to improve.” She scribbles some more. “Are you open to sex?” 

Sasuke hadn’t really thought about it. “Umm, sure.” 

She nods. “Some have sex and others don’t. It’s more about simple comforts anyway. Meal times, shopping, cuddles.” She shrugs. “Do you have any scents you already like?” 

He answers. 

He answers a few more questions. 

“Any questions for me?” She puts her clipboard down, and leans back in her chair. Looking very relaxed. Motioning the chair from side to side. 

He does. “How does tuition reimbursement work?” 

He’s later called two weeks later to meet a man named Kakashi, but they do not match. He thought they would when the man hugged him, and called him Obito, but when the man smelled him. He pushed Sasuke away, and went back to his chair in the library. 

Three weeks go by, and he meets Naruto. 

Naruto is 81, but looks like he’s in his 60s. He’s still blonde, but it’s a paler color. Sasuke thinks it was a richer color when he was younger. 

“This is Naruto Uzumaki. Naruto, this is an Omega for you to look after.” The woman that interviewed him earlier is there, facilitating the meeting. 

Naruto looks like a very happy man. He’s in the garden with other residents. “Oh, you look familiar. What’s your name?” 

“Sasuke.” Sasuke looks back at the worker, hesitant of his next move, and walks closer to Naruto. He holds his wrist up.

Naruto looks surprised. “Why are you giving me your wrist?” 

“So we can match?” He says, unsure of what to do. The worker says to let things happen organically. 

“But we’re already matched, Sasuke.” He brings his arms about Sasuke, putting his nose into Sasuke’s hair, he inhales his scent. “You smell just like our wedding day.” The man laughs. “Remember my Mom was so pissed that I had you walking down the aisle pregnant.” 

Naruto goes off into a story, and Sasuke does his best to react accordingly. The whole time, Naruto is groping him in public, and no one is reacting. Even the worker has left them alone, probably seeing that the match is a solid yes. 

“Why don’t we get out of here, and get some time to ourselves?” Naruto kisses the side of Sasuke's forehead. “The kids are in school now, and I have an off day.” He slips his hand into Sasuke’s pants. “When did you shave? You know I like seeing a bush when I lick your slick.” 

And that’s when Sasuke backs up. “I need to use the backroom, I’ll be right back.” He quickly says. He walks slowly out of the garden. He wants to run, but he doesn’t know how agile Naruto is. Even if he’s elderly, he might give chase to Sasuke. 

The worker catches him before he enters the bathroom, “So?” 

Sasuke shakes his head. “He would have fucked me.” Sasuke is in disbelief. He knows his Uncle Madara still gets freaky with his boyfriend Harashima, and those bastards are pushing 110. “He would have fucked me.” He says, sounding shocked and lost as he looks at the worker. 

“Well you can. You guys are clearly a match.” The worker replies. 

Sasuke doesn’t know if he can do this. He expected some elderly man who just wanted someone to hold him, and maybe Naruto would spend most of his time on the couch. 

That man looked feral. 

“I’m not on birth control.” He stresses. Shaking his hand to emphasize his conundrum. 

The worker nods. “We’ll pay for that. We have an onsite clinic if you want temporary pills, but we can do implants as well. Our campus is like a city within a city for the Elderly.” 

The place was massive. It’s on the outskirts of Konoha. 

Sadly it’s a 30 minutes drive from his college campus. 

Thinking about it, since his parents won’t have to pay for his dorm, that money can now sit in his bank account. 

Fuck. 

“There’s a brand of birth control I'm allergic to.” He begins. Already resigning himself to being an Elderly dementia patient's flesh light. 

The worker’s smile widened like a Cheshire cat. “Of course, Mr. Uchiha. Anything for our volunteers.” 

Sasuke notes they spoke volunteers as if it were the word girls, and this was a brothel. 

_________

“So how’s that grandpa dick treating you?” Suigetsu asks when he visits his new home with Naruto. 

Naruto is out with his kids, and grandkids.

Sasuke had to make up an excuse about having plans, and Naruto kissed him, hotly at the front door. His son, Menma was holding the door open, waiting for Naruto with a look of…. Honestly, Sasuke would say it looked hopeful. Like he was proud. 

Menma looked at Sasuke with pure shock when he introduced himself. 

“Sorry. This whole situation feels eerie, and your name doesn’t help.” 

“Why?” 

Menma seemed reluctant to answer. “It was my Dad’s name.” 

Suigetsu was visiting, since it was winter break. Suigetsu and he were on the couch watching a movie. 

“It’s fine.” Sasuke replies. 

Suigetsu laughs. “Oh no. Give me more info than that, asshole.” He pinches Sasuke’s thigh. “You’re just a little whore now, aren’t you?” He laughs some more. 

“I can call Karin. She is looking for you.” He dryly counters. 

Suigetsu shuts up. 

Feeling like there is nothing to hide at this point. “It’s nice.” Sasuke fiddles with a loose thread of the blanket over his lap. “But he talks a lot about things that I obviously know nothing about. So I play along.” 

“Is that hard?” 

Sasuke thinks for a moment. “It’s just a part of the job, that's all I can think of.” He looks at the movie playing. “He is so proud to be with me.” He says with astonishment. “I don’t think I could handle that much pride if this were a relationship. He touches me all the time. If I’m not in the same room with him, he’ll come find me just to sit near me.” He can only imagine how lonely he must have been before Sasuke came into his life. 

“HIs ex mate must have been his whole world.” Sasuke continues. 

Suigetsu nods. “Well I may not believe in love, but hey. Enjoy it while it lasts. You may not find someone to love your cranky ass like this old man does.” He jokes. 

“Fuck you, dumbass.” 

Suigetsu smiles at him, and pats his knee. “Why don't we get started on that recipe you were going to teach me?” 

Suigestu lied about having cooking skills to a new Alpha he’s seeing, then begged Sasuke, to prepare some food he can bring to the guy’s house in exchange he’ll set up a new computer for him. 

Sasuke throws the blanket off of him. “Whatever.” And stands up with Suigetsu following him. 

AO3

[koushuwu]

*:･ﾟ✧ blazing heat

18+ content | 3,6k words | kominato ryousuke x reader.

tags/cw: afab!reader, omegaverse, fated pair, alpha!ryousuke, omega!reader, alcohol consumption, kissing, suggestive content, presumed unrequited love, no editing we die like neji.

part 2

a late bloomer. that’s what people called it. called you. your heat hadn’t come despite you being well into your late twenties. and despite knowing full well that your were, in fact, an omega. there’d been tests. a lot of tests. but you took them all on, with your head held high. and maybe it wasn’t that bad that it hadn’t, because you’d heard from friends how hard it was to spend your heat alone, when you hadn’t found your fated pair yet, to help you through it. but then again, how were you supposed to know and find your fated pair, when your heat didn’t come? how were you supposed to find your fated pair, when you wouldn’t be able to pick up on their pheromones before your first heat brought that ability about? it was absolutely both good and bad, being a late bloomer.

but it was alright. it was whatever. you couldn’t actually change it anyway, so you’d settled on acceptance. in your early twenties, you’d been upset that it didn’t come. and more than once had you confided in your best friend ryousuke. ryousuke was always supportive, albeit with a bit of bite. because of course he was. but he was supportive in a way that was distinctly him. soon enough though, you came to the point where it wasn’t that big of a deal anymore. it’d happen one day, and even if it didn’t— well, you could still live a full life. without going in heat and without a fated pair.

in actuality, you already had a pretty good life, a good job, primarily because ryousuke had introduced you, since when you’d made a pretty good impression with the team coaches and other staff members. since when you’d gotten a job offer that you weren’t late to refuse. it was a good job and you got to see ryousuke more often than you otherwise would’ve been able to. 

the season had just ended and both the team and all the staff had been invited to a reception, in celebration of the teams recent victories. you and ryousuke would be attending together, since neither of you had partners, and you were best friends after all. it felt natural.

it felt natural when ryousuke picked you up. it felt natural when you slid into the passenger seat of his car. and it felt natural as he pulled out on the main road, accelerating until he settled at a comfortable speed. he leaned back in his seat. relaxed. comfortable. it felt— your eyes strayed to ryousuke. there was a familiar curl to his curve of his lips as he watched to road ahead. tilting his head, ryousuke threw you a short glance, the drag of his mouth stretching just a bit further, eyes already back on the road. 

“nice dress.” the ever teasing lilt to his voice could probably have thrown off someone who didn’t know ryousuke as well as you did, had they’d heard his words in passing. but not you. you knew him well after all of these years, and to you, the sincerity was only scarcely concealed in every syllable.

“you like it?” you told yourself that his opinion only mattered, because he was your best friend. and it was true, that with a friend like ryousuke, being praised did mean a little something extra. ryousuke wasn’t someone to give praise and compliments where they weren’t due. often, instead opting for pushing others to do their best and improve through harsh words and berated guiding. so when ryousuke really did praise someone, with his words no less, you knew that you could always trust it to be entirely truthful. the part that startled you though, was your internal desire for him to look at you again. to keep looking at you. it was the way your skin hand prickled when he did briefly glance your way earlier.

“yeah, it’s pretty,” he said. casually. as if it didn’t mean anything to say. “suits you.”

“thank you. not sure it was the best choice for tonight though,” you said, flat out. it felt too tight. too warm. like it was clinging to you, making your skin feel hot. that was probably why your skin had felt downright alive earlier. at least that’s what you told yourself, forgoing logic of the timing. 

“how so?”

“i don’t know, it felt fine back at home, but—“

“you look great.” the words were absolutely meant to be reassuring, but they felt thick on his tongue. in your ears. sweet, even if he hadn’t spoken particularly sweetly. you swallowed once, before you felt like you could speak clearly.

“that— that’s not what i meant,” you said, inwardly cursing yourself for the slight stutter. not that it mattered. ryousuke had heard your stutter in various situations before, it was normal for people to trip on their own words every now and then. but for some reason, right now, you couldn’t stand the thought of it. “it just feels kind of tight.”

“well maybe you shouldn’t have worn something tight fitting then,” ryousuke countered.

“it’s not that tight!” ryousuke simply hummed a undistinguishable tune in response, and you might’ve been upset if your mind wasn’t otherwise occupied by the tightness over your skin. “isn’t it kinda hot in here?” you ask, question lingering in the air as ryousuke sent a quick glance your way. his expression still painted in such familiar colors, a little teasing, toeing the line of menacing.

“is it?” it wasn’t actually a question for you to answer. not exactly. but you did anyway.

“a little.” you smile at the little huff coming from the drivers seat. you watched him for a moment, mouth feeling dry as you took him in. he’d dressed up nicely for the occasion. dress shirt and slacks. even a tie around his neck as well. “do you mind if turn on the a’c?”

“go ahead.”

and so you did. yet, it didn’t seem to cool you down as much as you’d hoped. it was nice, sure, but your skin still felt heated, a light tingle ever present from the warmth. you probably really should have worn a different dress. leaning your head back against the headrest of your set, you let yourself soak in the coolness of the a’c, even as the effect wasn’t as much as expected, a little was still better than none at all. 

the rest of the drive transpired in silence. comfortable silence at that. comfortable. yet still imposing. you didn’t actually know how that was possible, but it seemed that it was. while it was comefortable, you couldn’t help but hope that he’d say something. you didn’t actually know what. but something. anything that would take your mind off how unbearably warm this dress was, and how it clung to your skin. but he didn’t. he drove, and before you knew it, the car was parked, and ryousuke stood there, car door open and hand extended for you to take. 

“coming?” shaking the discomfort, you took his hand and let him help you out the car. your hands felt clammy. an unusual feeling. why did your hands tingle? and why did the breeze feel so good against what little of your skin was exposed? ryousuke watched you, hand lingering just a little longer. or maybe you just thought it up? maybe. that’s at least what you told yourself when his hand slid out of yours. what a silly thought. or maybe it wasn’t? ryousuke’s hand instead found the small of your back and lead you inside, leaving a tingling handprint on your body when you’d made it in, and he let go. reluctantly maybe? another silly thought, you told yourself.

or maybe. maybe it wasn’t all that silly. because it seemed, that whenever the chance appeared, one of ryousuke’s hands found you. whether it be knuckles brushing yours to get your attention, a hand on your waist to steer you in the right direction as you walked side by side, or fingers settling against your arm when they two of you spoke. when… someone looked? a little too long? no, you must’ve made that up, for sure. but there was something about the way he never strayed from your side for long. how he always reappeared when someone was showing interest. something about the way you were painfully aware of his presence at any given time. how you felt him coming before he opened his mouth a positively scared off any hopeful admirer.

it was at such a moment, standing near a wall, watching one of ryousuke’s teammates scramble off with his head hanging low that it happened. shaking your head, you decided not to comment on ryousuke’s intimidating demeanor. instead you heaved a frustrated sigh, feeling utterly restricted and uncomfortable in this ridiculous dress. you made yourself a mental note of never wearing this dress again. ryousuke watched you. expectancy. waiting for you to speak.

“it’s just this cursed dress.” you groan, tugging a little at the fabric covering your arms. “i really shouldn’t have worn something with sleeves.” 

“that bad?” not a single muscle in ryousuke’s face betrayed what thoughts may be happening behind that all familiar draw at his lips. 

“yeah, i’m sweating.”

“it’s not even that hot in here. are you sick?” while the words were those of concern, ryousuke’s tone stayed the same. another thing that a stranger might not have noticed for what it was, but after all these years by his side, you didn’t seem to have that struggle. at least for the most part, you had a pretty good read on him.

“i don’t think so?” ryousuke put a hand on your arm for what seemed like the umpteenth time that night. it was such a casual touch, nothing out of the ordinary. but his hand felt so warm, even through the fabric of your dress. yet, it somehow felt soothing. 

“you really are warm.” he noted. your head did feel a little fuzzy, but internally, you blamed it on the flute of bubbles you’d been handed upon your arrival. that was probably it. all things considered it was probably also the reason why your skin felt warm to the touch. ryousuke though, wasn’t letting up just yet. “if you’re not feeling well, you should’ve canceled.”

“i’m fine, ryou.” he looked at you with that calculated expression. borderline judging. “i only started on the way here. and i’m fine.”

“it started on the way here?”

“yeah. it was really hot in your car, remember?” you crossed your arms across your chest, ryousuke refusing to let his hand slide off of your arm as you did. instead it slipped further towards your elbow, having you shift your weight onto your other foot. 

“it really wasn’t that warm.” ryou searched your face, brows knitted together slightly. “are you wearing a new perfume?”

“what?”

“i asked if you’re wearing a new perfume. you smell different.” his hand moved. slowly. fingers absentmindedly trailing down your side. traveling while he spoke. gracing over the fabric over your waist

“i’m not,” you said, skin blazing under his touch, even through your dress. maybe it should have confused you, that ryousuke touched you like this. but as it was, the wonder didn’t even cross your mind. only the feeling of his fingers crowded your head, even as you tried to push it down and concentrate on his words, not his touch. “it’s the same as always.” he searched your face for another beat, breathing in deeply.

“are you–” ryousuke stopped, voice dropping low. he cast a glance around the room, before turning back to you, a twitch at the corner of his mouth the only tell that something was off. “come with me.”

“what? why?”

“just come,” he repeated, snatching your wrist as a muscle in his jaw tightening slightly. he didn’t pull or try to force you to go with him. he simply held onto your wrist and lead you away from the crowds when you nodded and obediently followed his lead. he simply held onto you, but even that simple touch had your head feeling heavier and your skin feeling even hotter. tingly. he didn’t say anything else before you’re safely removed from any prying eyes and listening ears. he didn’t utter a single word, before he’d found himself befitting nook in a vacant bathroom far from any festivities hosted in the building. and even then, he watched you for a moment longer, as time stretched between you. then he inched closer.

“let me get this straight,” he said, intently studying you, breathing deep. or maybe he was steeling himself, for something you didn’t quite comprehend yet. “you’re wearing the same perfume as always, correct?” you sighed. you already told him this, so why? well.

“yes.”

“funny. you smell notably different,” he noted and moved even closer. he inhaled, as if to confirm with himself, shoulders sagging ever so slightly. “sweeter. you’re feeling hot?”

“yes,” you repeated, still confused at his insistence that you smelled different; too busy mentally convincing yourself that he’s probably just imagining it, to pay much mind to his other questions.

“feels like an oncoming fever doesn’t it?” he asked. you’d been over this already, so why did he keep pressing the matter? a fever? you hadn’t even mentioned it feeling like that, but now that he’d said it, it might. but even then, something stubborn inside of you, kept you from going back on the insistence that you were indeed okay.

“i’m fine,” you said, brushing it off. or at least you tried to. ryousuke caught your chin between his fingers, and held you in place as he looked into your eyes.

“answer me properly.” there was something about the way he spoke. about his tone. the words. you didn’t know, but it made you want to do just that. compelled you in a way that surprised you. welcome, but still surprising.

“i guess. but i really am fine,” you added. maybe you should have stepped away. maybe you should have turned your head, pulled free of his grasp. maybe. but his fingers felt good against your skin. warm. callused, but soft. perfect.

“how’s you’re head?” ryousuke inched even closer. heat burnt across your skin. all the little hairs across your body stood on end. he was close. so, so close. too close. not close enough. you wanted to step closer. which was weird. you shouldn’t want that. you shouldn’t. squaring your shoulders, you mustered all defiance left in your body.

“ryou, i’m not sick,” you told him. and that was final. there was nothing more to discuss. or at least that’s what you tried to communicate. that’s what you wanted your tone to say. and you were ready to tell him so, when he opened his mouth to speak once more.

“no, you’re not,” he said. your own mouth snapped shot. what? you’d been ready to tell him to stop pushing it. to tell you that you were done discussing it. but he just agreed? what? you looked at him in silence, confused. confused because he didn’t fight back. confused because with every passing moment the desire to move in closer got stronger. 

“what?” your voice came out weak and just as confused as your were.

“how does it feel—“ ryousuke started, ignoring your question. as he spoke, he stepped a little closer, inserting himself into your personal space, like you yourself had longed to do. you didn’t back away when he his hand moved down, tracing your exposed collarbone with his fingers. “—when i touch you?”

“good,” was the first ghost of a word to leave your mouth, spilling from your lips before you’d even decided to say it. and had you had the chance to decide, you probably wouldn’t have said it. “warm. hot. like my skin is on fire,” you quickly added in an attempt to cover up the confession.

“you’re in heat,” ryousuke stated, fingers still lingering against your skin. caressing. moving. burning against your hammering pulse.

“what?” you asked again. you heard him. of course you did. but as soon as you did, your blood started rushing in your ears, drowning out the very words and their meaning. you heard him. but you didn’t quite follow. or maybe the disbelief was all in your head. you were what?

“you’re going into heat.” you couldn’t be. of course not. you’d never been in heat. but you were an omega, so– why not? maybe you were actually getting sick after all, and this was ryousuke’s way of making you admit defeat. of making you accept the fact for what it was. but somehow you didn’t quite think that was the case after all. your hands clenched, unclenched. clenched, unclenched. clenched.

“how do you know?” you found yourself asking. because how did he know? and when did you accept this to be true? only mere moments prior, the thought felt completely and utterly insane. your mind was racing. spinning. how you managed to string words together into coherent sentences was a miracle you couldn’t quite comprehend.

“i’ve had my rut more than a few times, remember?” he asked, not waiting for you to reply before he continued. you nodded anyway. “i know how it makes the body feel. and the smell– the smell is unmistakably alluring.”

“i thought only your fated pair could smell that.”

“that’s correct,” he said, only then making you realize you’d spoken out loud. you looked back up to catch his gaze with yours, only then realizing you’d been watching him speak, watching his lips form each word and each syllable, for who knew how long. the silence settled for a moment. what? ryousuke looked at you like he waited for a reaction. like he expected you to say something. he grew blurry around the edges. or maybe it was your vision glazing over. his lips curled into that familiar smirk of his as he watched you. “you know what this means right? the fact that i can smell it on you. that your body is reacting to me.” a dull ache rose in your abdomen. did he realize what his closeness did to you? did he realize how the ache felt so much like a calling. like it was screaming for him. could he hear? could he feel? could he–

“ryousuke– i–” you didn’t understand. no, actually you understood what you needed, all too clear. but you didn’t understand how this came to be. and at the very moment, you couldn’t bring yourself to care. but you understand what this meant. and you wanted it. him. but you didn’t. your head kept spinning, when he finally said the words.

“you’re my fated pair,” he pressed. “and i’m yours.” he watched you. he was close. so close. had he moved even closer? and you stood there, lost for words and brain churning. he was your fated pair. he was your fated pair and you yearned for him. yearned for his fingers to touch you elsewhere. to caress you in places that no one else had ever ventured. where no one but yourself had ever touched. did it really have to be him? your best friend. of course it had to be him. it was like the universe knew that you cared for him in a way that’d you’d never cared for anyone else. feelings you’d tried for years to squash, because he wasn’t yours to hold. but he was. he was your fated pair. and you were his. what did this mean?

“what’re we supposed to do now?” it felt like ages had passed before the words spilled from your lips. but– oh god he was so close. the aching deepend. 

“you tell me.” his tongue poked out to wet his lips, but he didn’t lean in. actually, he didn’t move at all, lest for said lips, as he spoke again. “there’s nothing we’re supposed to do. we can do what we want. so tell me. what do you want?” what did you want? you weren’t actually sure. or maybe you were. yeah. deep down, you knew exactly what you wanted, but how were you supposed to tell him that? even now when your whole body was on fire and his scent alone made your mouth water, a twinge of fear leashed your tongue. how were you supposed to tell him? how were you supposed to throw caution out the window and just lay yourself bare for him to reject?

“i think–” you trailed off, searching for something to say. did he even want this? want you? he’d never shown you any interest that could be interpreted as romantic. but that’s just the thing with ryousuke, wasn’t it? he was in general not one to showcase feelings, and when you were being honest, you’d never seen him show interest in anyone like that, whether romantic or sexual.

“what do you need? tell me.” there it was again. that compelling need to be honest and tell him exactly what he asked. what he wanted.

“i need you to kiss me. touch me.” that familiar draw at his lip twitched upward, and pulled into something wicked. something unnerving that sent a shiver running down your spine, forcing you to shudder. unnerving. thrilling. like a hunter, keenly watching every reaction visible on your face. in your stance. your words.

“as you wish, princess.” the words were sweet, but the tone was all but. it was teasing. mocking even, and somehow utterly him. painstakingly so. that was the last thing to run through your head before the ache in your abdomen seared, making your knees buckle, as his lips connected to yours and you clenched around nothing.

*:･ﾟ✧ all interactions are greatly appreciated. thank you for reading ♡

[fan-girly-things]

Omega Naruto boy scents

Naruto: his scent is fruity and tropical. He doesn’t have the best scent control so luckily, he’s in a positive mood most of the time and his scent is generally well liked. When he’s feeling unhappy the scent takes on a sour note.

Sasuke: Uchiha’s typically have woody/peppery scents. As an omega, Sasuke’s scent is cherry sweet and tart; there’s the distinctive Uchiha muskiness that levels the sweetness out. It’s not overpowering, which is especially appealing to those with sensitive noses.

Itachi: Very similar to Sasuke’s, almost indistinguishable to the untrained nose. Itachi’s scent is powderier than Sasuke’s, with the hint of something floral. The fruity note comes out more when he’s excited or happy, though he does have incredible control over his scent. Most of the time he keeps the scent minimal and manages to smell like the forest and a hint of something sweet.

Neji: smells very clean. Like fresh linen and lavender. Very powdery and feminine notes. When upset his scent can start to smell bleach-like.

Shikamaru: his scent is like a meadow. Fresh grass and flowers. Maybe it’s why the deer love Nara’s so much. His scent feels like taking a nap in a sunny field. When he’s upset however, I’d imagine it smells more like dirt and wood.

Chouji: He’d smell like cookies. Sweet, warm, and inviting. The pups in the village love his scent and tend to gravitate to him. He’s very rarely mad enough for his scent to change drastically, but in that scenario, it would smell more like burnt sugar.

Lee: Fruity and citrus like. Very fresh and pleasant to others, but not the easiest to blend into the forest. For this reason, Lee becomes very good at controlling his scent.

Haku: smells like dew drops on a flower garden in the morning. Very light and feminine scent, especially attractive to alphas. Starts to smell like an oncoming storm when he’s upset though.

Kiba: First notable scent is that he smells like pine and dirt, so he can disappear into the forest easily. However, upon close inspection there’s notes of a scent akin to butterscotch.

[animeomegas]

Omega!Neji x Alpha!Reader - Yours.

Congratulations to Neji as the winner of my first poll! (Also shout out to the literal two other people that voted for Kankuro with me XD) As promised, here is a Neji x reader wedding drabble. Enjoy~

Word count: 1.2k

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol and both reader and Neji having consumed some. Suggestive content but nothing explicit.

It was almost 01:30 when the last of your guests stumbled off home, and 02:00 before you and Neji were able to start the short journey from the centre of your clan’s small compound where the wedding had been held, to the northern edge where your house resided.

As the cool air caressed your heated cheeks, you were grateful that the walk would be short; the alcohol, euphoria and exhaustion was mixing in a way that made you want to sit down. Even Neji, arguably the most graceful person you knew, was stumbling a little as he walked, leaning heavily on the arm you had linked with his.

Neji. Your husband. Yours. Just thinking that had a giddy laugh bubbling up.

“What are you laughing about?” Neji asked, his voice sounding a little breathless.

You slowed down and turned to face him properly, enchanted by the way the moonlight seemed to seep into his skin. The elaborate bun that his hair was styled in was looser than it had been this (technically yesterday) morning, with more strands than intended framing his face. A part of Tenten’s speech automatically came to mind.

“Neji insisted he wasn’t nervous, and that the date would probably be mediocre, but no one spends three hours and uses two hair masks before meeting up with someone they don’t care about,” Tenten had said, recounting the morning before yours and Neji’s first date.

“How beautiful you are,” you said, clumsily pecking him on the cheek. “Did I tell you how much I love your hair?”

“Once or twice,” he snorted, pulling on your linked arms to encourage you to start moving again.

“And the way you wore my clan’s traditional wedding kimono, I wasn’t expecting that,” you said. Honestly, you had almost cried and got a bit too horny at the same time which had been a unique experience. “I feel bad for every other clan marriage in the near future, because none of the omegas will be able to pull it off like you did. You look like an ethereal spirit in pastel green.”

“Personally, I feel sorry for the alphas; they will never be able to compete with you, to look as striking, to say better vows, to kiss their omegas the way you kissed me,” Neji’s voice trailed off quietly as he spoke, perhaps remembering the kiss.

“I know they will be happy forever,” Lee had said with a startling amount of sincerity during his speech. “Because I have never met any pair whose passion has burned as brightly! My rival and I have competed many times, but in matters of love, I will have to concede for the moment, because he has truly chosen a special alpha.”

The conversation fell silent for a moment. You tried to commit as much of this to memory as you could, focusing on the sound of the leaves rustling on the trees, the sight of the empty compound at night, the warmth and weight of Neji by your side. Perhaps slightly less romantic, you also noticed the way your feet ached, heard a few drunken mumblings from your guests also making their ways home, and spotted a wine stain on your top.

“We all saw how smitten y/n was during the vows, but what you didn’t see was all the terribly awkward pining that happened to get here,” Sakura had grinned at you during her speech, seemingly more than happy to horrifically embarrass you. “Like the time at Ichiraku’s ramen stand when I said Neji’s name and they smiled automatically, dribbling broth into their lap.”

Less romantic perhaps, but not imperfections, at least not to you; these were all signs that your day had been fun, and that was more important than anything. As your front door came into view, you were proud to say that you didn’t regret a single moment of your wedding day, and you told Neji as much.

“Surely it’s not over yet,” he replied, pulling your house key from kami knows where and unlocking the door. “There’s still so much we could do to make the last moments of the night… perfect.”

Your mouth dried up at the look he was giving you and you swallowed heavily. His lips were still stained slightly pink and you couldn’t draw your eyes away from them. How could one person be so beautiful?

“I’ll never forget the advice y/n gave to me before my fight with Neji at the chunin exams,” Naruto had said in his speech, winking at you when you had mouthed a violent threat because of what he was about to reveal. “They said ‘Try to aim for that stupidly beautiful face, pretty boys hate that’.”

“The things you do to me,” you muttered as Neji shut the front door and stepped right up until his chest was pressed against yours. It was common knowledge that Hyuuga had especially intoxicating scents, but the way Neji’s floral scent was filling your brain and clinging to your skin shouldn’t be possible.

“I’m more interested in the things you’ll be doing to me,” Neji’s whispered, his lips hovering about a centimetre away from yours.

There was so much pressure between you that you felt like it was burning you. It was building and building, and you didn’t know who would be the one to pop it first.

“But first,” Neji breathed, eyes fluttering closed.

Yours closed automatically, a heavy anticipation pressing on your chest.

“We both need a shower.”

Of course.

BONUS:

You had never showered so fast in your life, desperate to keep the whole endeavour less than ten minutes at all costs. Neji had showered first and taken much longer, but he had been disadvantaged in having to take off the elaborate wedding kimono, something you had done while he was showering.

Body? Done.

Hair? Done.

Teeth? Done.

Towel dry? Eh, good enough.

Eagerly, you wrapped the towel around you and stepped out into the hall, padding along the corridor until you reached your bedroom. A flash of excitement twisted in your stomach as you pushed open the door.

The sight that greeted you took a few moments to comprehend.

It was Neji, wearing only his short, silk dressing gown, the royal blue one that you loved so much, and laying on your bed. In many ways, it was a better sight than the one you had been using to motivate yourself in the shower. But it was also different.

Because Neji was asleep.

You crept over to him, arousal dropping into something fonder. Yep, he was asleep. His chest was rising and falling softly, lips ever so slightly parted and hair fanned out behind him like a dark halo. The sight of your new husband sleeping so peacefully suddenly filled you with so much emotion that it was difficult to bear. You gently brushed a stand of hair out of his face.

No matter, you decided, dropping the towel and changing into pyjamas, you had two weeks of honeymoon starting tomorrow and you would more than make up for tonight.

Once you were changed, you slid Neji under the covers before joining him, and with one final glance at the clock that proudly proclaimed it to be 03:37, you turned off the light and let all the positive feelings, new memories and the presence of your new husband lead you to sleep.

[wewanttofu-kanimeboys]

AfterCare Neji x Alpha!Reader

Neji makes a request.

“Love… I was thinking about…” Neji had been unusually distracted all evening and avoiding your eyes. You were getting a sinking feeling that he had bad news to share with you.

“Neji? Is something wrong?” you took the seat next to Neji. 

Neji took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves. “I wanted to ask if you wanted to try a sex fantasy roleplay stuff with me.”

“Oh,” that was not what you were expecting from your very serious and strait-laced husband. You were glad you were already sitting because that would have taken you down. 

Neji took your reaction as not interested and started to get up. “It's stupid, never mind, I don't…”

“No, Neji, I’m just surprised. I want to.” you guided him back into the chair. “It's just not what I was expecting. What do you want? What do you want to try?”

“I wanted you to kidnap me and try me up and be rough with me…” Neji stared intently at his hands. 

“That's… that's a lot. Neji, look at me.” You put your hand under his chin and guided his face up so he was looking at you. “Tell me why you want this. I know you and I know you're over thought this for days. So tell me.”

Neji bit his lip for a few moments. “When I was younger, I was always told to be careful around alphas from outside the clan and that Alphas from other clans would try to kidnap and bond me and claim me as theirs… But I wanted that… I wanted to be free from the clan… I used to have… dreams about getting kidnap and… having rough sex… But…”

“But, Tsunade passed the laws that forbid clans from stopping those who want to marry out of the clan. So you didn't need to be kidnaped to be free from your clan,” you smirked at him. “But you feel like you missed out on that sensual stimulation. You want me to fulfill your repressed teenage wet dreams.” 

“Don't say it like that.” Neji was bright red. “But, ya, that’s what I want.” 

“Okay, I would love to do that to you.” you tried not to sound too excited. “We should talk about what we’re okay with beforehand. What we want or don't want. I, for one, don't want to actually hurt you. So we need a safe word and you need to use it.”

“Okay, I, uh, I want you to just be rough with me… so I’ll prepare myself beforehand…” 

“Okay, that will work. Where do you want to be taken from?” 

Neji blushed furiously and looked at his hands again. “Oh, uh, just from the front room…”

“Okay, so I’ll take you from the front room and tie you up in the bedroom and reck you.” You teased. “Anything else?”

“I want you to tell me… dirty stuff… not mean stuff… and uh… breeding stuff.” Neji started to ramble a bit. “I know we both talk about not wanting kids. I don't want to get pregnant. I just, I just want to talk about it…” 

“It's okay Neji, I get it. It's part of the ‘getting kidnap to make half Hyuga babies’ kink.” you kissed his forehead. Neji leaned into you and you used the moment to scoop Neji into your arms, causing him to yelp in surprise. “Now, all this exciting talk has made me want my handsome husband in bed. We’ll finish ironing out the details later.” 

“Neji, how are you feeling?” you asked him as you untied his hands. Neji hummed in response. You ran your hand through his hair and he leaned into your hand. You kissed his cheek and went to the bathroom to start a bath. You heard Neji whimper in the bedroom and you went to him. “I’m still here, I just started a bath.”

Neji was noddles in your arms as you lifted him up and carried him to the bathroom. You got in the bath and sat Neji in your lap. “Is the water temp good?”

“Ya,” Neji melted into your chest. You just held him in your arms running your hand through his hair, letting him come down from the intense session. 

“We should do this again. I haven't seen you this relaxed in a long time.” you chuckled. 

“That sounds nice.” Neji purred. You smiled and kissed his cheek. You sat in silence for a few more minutes before you started washing Neji’s hair, pulling another pur out of him. Neji was putty under your hands as massaged the shampoo into his hair.

“Close your eyes, I’m going to rinse your hair.” You guided his head up and rinsed his hair. You added some conditioner to his hair and washed his body before washing yourself. It wasn't long before the two of you were out and drying off. Neji slipped himself into a nightgown and set on the edge of the tub so you could brush and dry his hair. You took your time brushing and drying his hair, enjoying pampering Neji. Neji was nervous the first time you offered to do his hair for him as he never had anyone touch his hair but he trusted you and, after some guidance from him, it was now routine for the two of you. 

After you changed the bed sheets and Neji laid down in bed. “I’m going to start the washer, I’ll be right back.”

“Okay,” Neji smiled at you. You quickly started a loud of sheets and towels before heading back to the room to find Neji already fast asleep. You chuckled to yourself and laid down with him, quickly falling asleep as well. 

[omegaremix]

Omega Radio for February 14, 2015; #77.

Diet Cig “Harvard”

Dum Dum Girls “Bhang Bhang, I’m a Burnout”

Pop.1280“Do The Anglefish”

TV Casualty “Children In Heat”

Restorations“Separate Songs”

Cribs, The “We Were Aborted”

Bailter Space “Get Lost”

PC Worship “It’s My Name”

FF “Caught In A Dream”

Women In Prison “Circles & Circles”

Former Ghosts “The Days Will Get Long Again”

Anthroprophh & Big Naturals “Establishment In Decline”

Silver Daggers “Not Spoiled By Modernity”

Criminal Code “Hollowed”

Eric Copeland “Grapes”

Sex Worker “Rhythm Of The Night”

Cassie Ramone “I’m A Freak”

Classic House “Larque #3”

Beech Creeps “Son Of Sud”

Fortune Howl “Standing Over Me”

Pup “Reservoir”

Courtney Barnett “Pedestrian At Best”

Cramps, The “New Kick”

Crass “Time Out”

LA Vampires “What Is Woman? Magnetic”

Teen Suicide “Original Same Things In Dreams” (demo)

Nisenenmondai “Souzousuru Neji”

Raveonettes, The “A Hell Below”

AIDS Wolf “Nothing But A Tape Recorder”

Heads, The & Big Naturals “Electronic Harvest”

Big Naturals “Krautpunk”

Nisennenmondai “富士の山 (Fuji Mountain)”

Tyondai Braxton “(A Sentence Worth A Thousand Words) Great Mass”

Drunk In Hell “Gag”

Dual Action “NC-17 Drive In”

Deluxe Valentine's Day broadcast. Non-Valentine's music including experimental sounds, garage, noise, and indie.

[spooky-bunnys]

Naruto Masterlist

(Note! This is uncompleted! I'll be adding as I write!)

Shikamaru

Days Like This

Neji Hyuga

Not just some Omega

[writingomegas]

So adorable omg

"don't tell Appa" 😭 But I think it would be the other way around "Don't Tell Oma" cus they're more protective over the pup eating healthy in my opinion especially Neji OMGGSGSG IMAGINE

AND THEN NEJI FINDING OUT AND SCOLDING YOU AND THEN YOU TRY TO WIN HIM BACK BY HUGGING HIM AND KISSING AROUND HIS NECK AHH so cute I can't

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That's adorable!! Honestly as long as Pup gets what they want it doesn't matter to them who gives it lol.

But just the idea of sneaking a treat with your kid and being unceremoniously caught by your combined giggles and whispers. Your omega is none too pleased, and you have to slowly work your way back into their good graces with cuddles and their favorite snacks.

Neji is definitely a stickler about these kinds of things, but I also think Iida and Kunikida would be stricter too. You really gotta work to make them happy with you again.