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One Bed, Oh No

Kenny Omega x reader

Summary: Checking into the hotel with your best friend was fine. Sharing a room was a common occurrence, so no big deal! Until you open the door and see only. One. Bed. No big deal right? It's not like you haven't shared one before when things are tight. But this bed is barely big enough for one of you, let alone both of you...With growing feelings on both sides, how will you figure this out? (A/N; it's a full-sized bed, so it's pretty small lol)

Tagging @besthimbomachine, I hope you enjoy it. She's not proofread, but she'll do lol.

"Y/N, come on! It's cold!" Kenny called out from the door to the hotel, standing there with his suitcase and duffelbag, waiting for me. I stopped trying to pull my stuck suitcase out of the car to deadpan to him, giving him a "fucking really?" look. But when that only seemed to make him laugh, I went back to my suitcase. after another moment of struggling, the suitcase was free from the trunk of the rental car, and I nearly fell backwards from the force I used to get it out. Closing the door with a slam, I made my way to the door, shivering all the while.

Once we stepped inside through the automatic doors, the warm air of the lobby hit us, and we both couldn't help the happy sigh we released. A shiver running down my spine as I closed my eyes and relaxed. It would still take some time of being inside to fully warm up, but this was an amazing start.

While I was enjoying the warmth, Kenny checked us into our room. When I opened my eyes, his blue ones were looking down at me, waiting for me to notice him. His cheeks were flushed from being outside. I knew my own face looked the same, especially after wrestling my luggage out of the car. It wasn't something I thought much about until now, but Kenny looked cute with a blush to his skin. But I couldn't stare at him forever right now, we had a show to get ready for, so I spoke up, seeming to catch him off guard. Like he was lost in his own thoughts as he peered down at me.

"Let's go get settled then. You have a show to wrestle in, and I have catering to terrorize." This earned a chuckle from Kenny, shaking his head as he turned to lead the way, mumbling something about me always being so hungry. Rolling my eyes at his remark, I followed after him down the carpeted hallway, finally taking in the surroundings.

The hotel was generic. Patterned and distracting floor, simple wooden doors, along with a sort of beige wallpaper and semi-fancy light fixtures on the walls. / I was so busy looking at our hotel and judging their design choices, that I nearly ran into Kenny.

"Woah, watch it. I'm just trying to get us in here." Kenny joked, sliding the key card into the latch, opening it with a satisfying beep. Pushing the door open and letting me in, I apologized, blushing slightly from embarrassment after almost running into his big, strong chest. Wait, what the fuck? Why am I complimenting his chest? At the very least, why the fuck am I thinking about him that way with him right here. Those kind of thoughts were alone thoughts only. Although now, with our close proximity, his blush from earlier, his still playful and sweet attitude despite being freezing cold. It was all pushing forcefully to the front of my mind.

'I don't know, maybe I just need to rub one out before tonight. I have been around people nearly all day the past few days' I shrugged to myself, stepping further into the room. Only to then stop in shock as the culmination of my lustful thoughts, and the realization of only one bed, hit me like a truck.

"Oh no," I muttered to myself, but it was just loud enough that Kenny heard. He was still getting into the room, trying to gently set his stuff down so he could inspect the room.

"What 'oh no'? Is the place trashed already?" Kenny finally turned to look at the room, seeing only the one bed. "Well it's not that bad. We can share." He walked around the bed, inspecting it and seeing just how small it was. I would barely fit him, let alone the both of us. Kenny raised his eyebrows, rubbing his scruffy chin as he thought to himself.

"'Oh no' may be right." Kenny seemed to be lost in thought for a moment before shaking his head and clapping his hands, startling me. He moved too fast for me to come up with any snarky retort about it being the wrong room before he was going through his duffle bag to make sure he had everything he needed for tonight.

"I guess I can sort it out later during the show. Since you'll be busy getting your ass kicked," I joked, trying to distract myself from the current situation, and trying to return to a sense of normalcy. My jab only made Kenny let out a bark of a laugh, throwing his curls back as he looked at me with a faux glare.

"You know I always win. Besides, even if I lost, I'm the one sleeping in that bed. I'm too big to even attempt sleeping in that chair in the corner." I hadn't even noticed it, turning back around and looking to the corner stood a plush chair with a lengthy cushion. Pushed together, and if I stayed curled up all night, it wouldn't be the worst thing I've ever had to do, but it wouldn't be fun. Although Kenny was right, no matter what, he would get the bed. Instead of arguing further, I snatched his Nintendo Switch from his bag, much to his protest, and rolled my eyes at him as I got m favorite game ready to play. Tonight was going to be a long one.

Catering was delicious as always. Along with one of my best friends there, Willow Nightingale, I was beginning to forget about our situation back at the hotel. Until Willow asked a seemingly pointed question that made me stop.

"So, how's the hotel room?" Willow asked innocently as I sputtered, blushing furiously at the unexpected question. Which only made her laugh, those around us luckily too engrossed in their own conversations that they didn't notice. Her face told me that she knew more than she was letting on, but she didn't budge giving anything else away.

"It's fine. They must've fucked up and only given us one bed though. The thing is comically tiny. It would be fine for me, but it would barely fit Kenny." I tried to laugh. I still didn't want to think about it. Before we left, while Kenny was getting his bag together, I asked the front desk if there was a mistake. But there wasn't. That room had our names on it. And the hotel was too full for us to swap rooms, or for one of us to share with someone else.

"Well, sounds like you have to share." She winked, to which I rolled my eyes. Willow is one of the only people, other than myself, who knows about my crush on Kenny. Although I never told her, she figured it out on her own just by watching the way I interacted with him. And she SWEARS he acts the same way towards me, although I never believe it. Suddenly, a thought dawned on me. 'It was her!'

"Ugh. I don't know what we're going to do. He's too big to NOT take the bed, and neither of us can sleep on the floor," I sighed, wishing I could retreat into myself and this problem wouldn't exist. Things would be easier if I didn't have to navigate not only a friendship, but feelings for one of my best friends.

"Well... You know you can share. I mean, if he's okay with it, who are you to turn him down Y/N." Willow reasoned, setting her drink down to take my hands in hers to help make me look at her. And when I did, I saw genuine care and encouragement to go for it. Shrugging and shaking my head, I broke eye contact, unsure of what to do. Of course I wanted to share with him. Be snuggled up to his warm body, and be all pressed against each other. It was the dream. But I didn't want to hope for that, and then be disappointed if he didn't want to share.

"It's just. I don't even know Willow. It's a lot. Just, so much is going on." I closed my eyes, trying to think of anything else but the hotel, and being confronted by my feelings. Willow's hands on my own kept me grounded as she soothed the backs of them with her thumbs, patiently waiting for me to open my eyes again. And when I did, I was greeted by her warm smile, and I couldn't help but smile softly back.

"Tonight, when you go back. If he asks you if you want to share, I need you to do something for me, okay?" I nodded, already having an idea of what I was agreeing to, despite also dreading it. "I need you to not back down. If he wants to share with you, take it. I PROMISE it'll be okay." Willow's words were so soft and genuine that I couldn't help but agree to her demand.

The chitchat of catering slowly filtered back into my perception as I took a deep, steadying breath. Nodding again to show her I would do it.

"Sometimes, and I don't know how, but you know me better than me," I laughed, getting a chuckle out of Willow too as she shook her head.

"I have my ways. Now you, relax. Go sit down and I'll grab you a drink too." I took her offer, resting on one of the nearby couches, my turn to wait for her this time.

'Maybe things will be okay' Was my last thought before Willow came back talking to me about the latest show she was watching to help pass the time.

Commotion slowly died as the show wound down. Dynamite was over, and all of the wrestlers were getting ready to head back to their hotels. Faced with the realization that I'll have to face Kenny and our single bed, I'd be lying if my thoughts didn't drift to more sinful ways we could share the bed, and what may happen being so close. But now I had to face the reality as I stood outside of Kenny's door, waiting for him to step out and be ready to leave.

I didn't watch much of the show, but what I did see was Kenny's match. I barely remember who it was against, as all I could look at was him and the way his body moved. The way his arms flexed when he lifted his opponent. To the way his chest and abs glistened with sweat. At one point, Willow caught my attention, telling me to "stop drooling before someone notices". To which I closed my mouth and sat back in my seat, trying to look normal and ignore the simmering heat between my legs. So now, here I stood, waiting for the center of my lustful thoughts to step out of his locker room.

When his door finally opened, I jumped. I'm not sure where, but he looked clean, like he had taken a shower. His curls were damp, and when he stepped closer to me, I could smell a fresh spray of his sandalwood and vanilla cologne, along with his shampoo. Both together, and so close, nearly making me dizzy. Kenny noticed, asking if I was alright before I brushed him off, telling him that I was just tired after a long day. He didn't seem to believe it, but shrugged and let it slide, following me to the rental car back to the hotel.

Kenny offered to drive, which I happily let him, trying to look out the window as I built up the courage to ask him if we could share the bed. Before I could open my mouth, Kenny spoke up instead, making me jump so high it scared Kenny as well.

"What're you thinking about? You've got that worried look on your face that you get when you're thinking about something really hard." Kenny joked, trying to lighten the mood. The question forced me back into reality, and instead of thinking too long about what to say, I decided spitting it out would be the best way to go about things.

"Can we share the bed instead? I mean, I just don't want to sleep in the chair or on the floor. I know it's tiny, but we can share, right?" My question sounded more like a plea. In a way, it was. I wanted to share the bed with him, to have an excuse to be so close. Hopefully he didn't notice the need in my voice when I asked.

"Of course. I'd never actually make you sleep in that chair you know," Kenny's words were soft, almost inviting and definitely comforting. "Especially since all you'd do is complain in the morning "oh my back hurts, Kenny you bitch for making me sleep here"." He laughed, and I couldn't help but roll my eyes. Despite his tease, I still felt like I won here. Quickly, I texted Willow, telling her it's all good. And just as quick, a response from her said "Tell me how good it is ;)". To which I could only roll my eyes, blushing furiously at the thought of what more could happen from being so close together.

Back in our room, things moved fast. Kenny took a shower and cleaned up while I turned on the TV to some channel for background noise as I got ready for bed and waited for the bathroom to be open. When it did, Kenny stepped through in fresh pajamas, letting me in to do my own routine. Despite doing every step, which takes me a little while, it all still moved so fast.

And as I crawled into bed with Kenny, my heart pounded. I hoped he couldn't notice. Luckily Kenny, tired from his match and fresh out of a relaxing shower, was already out. So I turned off the lights and TV, rolling over so our back were together. Checking my phone one last time was another text from Willow, saying "goodnight, don't let the Kenny-bugs bite ;)". I rolled my eyes at her attempt to change the saying, but still chuckled at it. I told her good night before turning off my phone and getting some sleep of my own. Kenny's warm scent and body heat lulling me into a deep sleep.

"Oh Kenny." I moaned as his lips caressed my neck with kisses. His own moans filling the room as he rutted his hips against me. Large hands held my hips in place as he rolled on top of me, pressing my front into the bed as he thrust his hard-on into my ass. Praises left his lips. Things about how good I felt, how he's been wanting this. Everything I've ever wanted to hear him say to me spilled from his lips.

"Y/n, fuck I need you," Kenny moaned, holding himself against me for a moment to feel the pressure of our bodies together. "Oh fuck no," Now his voice sounded worried. Worried something was wrong, I turned over to look at him, but he was gone.

When I finally opened my eyes from my dream, I met Kenny's. They were filled with shock and horror at what's happened. Quickly, he pulled his hips away, my own chasing them for a moment, my sleepy mind just wanting more pleasure.

"I'm so sorry, oh my god," Kenny proceeded to apologize profusely. But there was still a problem. 1) his voice was too loud for how tired I still was. And 2) I was still horny. When he went to sit up and pull away to go to the bathroom and clean up in shame, I put a hand on his arm to keep him still.

With lust filled eyes, I looked at Kenny the way I've always wanted to. The effect my gaze had on him was evident by his blush further creeping down his neck as he covered his erection in shame.

"Kenny," I stopped to let him look at me. "If you don't fuck me right now, I'm going to walk out of this room and find someone else to help me with this. So please, don't let me go to a stranger, or god forbid, one of our coworkers." He looked stunned at my words. Not only at the words I said, but at exactly what I was asking. Kenny took a moment to look down at the bed, glancing at his lap before shaking off any doubt in his mind. Wheeling back into me, his lips locked with mine. Our hands finding their way around the other's torso as we kissed with a passion that I never thought he'd have with me.

It was everything I'd dreamed of. His soft lips. Scruff scraping against my chin lightly. His big and rough hands somehow so warm and soft as they pushed and pulled at my skin. My own hands threading through his curls as I laid back down, pulling him atop me. Kenny slotted himself between my legs and moaned as he settled against me, his clothed cock pressing right where I wanted him. And when he rolled his hips against me, I whined at the friction. It felt big. Part of me wondered what I was getting into, but the rest of my mind didn't care. It felt good now, and it was with him.

He pulled away after a moment to catch his breath, looking down at me with eyes that were dark with lust and desire. His face so close, and his body felt so good against mine that it still felt like I was dreaming. For a moment, we sat in silence, just enjoying each other's presence and bodies against one another. But the moment soon grew stale as I wanted, no, needed more. The heat of his body was too much, yet just right.

With our gaze still locked, my hands travelled down his sides to his hips, to the waistband of the shorts he was sleeping in. He let me struggle to push them down for a moment before pulling back and kneeling so he can take them off. His cock springing free and making my breath catch in my throat and my mouth water. The tip was an almost angry red as it leaked precum. He must've been so close to release in his dream before he woke up.

Before I could reach out and touch it, his own hands were on the waist band of my own shorts, gently pulling them down my legs with a smirk on his lips. A quiet gasp leaving him when my lower half finally lay bare before him. After a moment of admiration and anticipation, Kenny practically pounced on me, rutting his hips against mine as his lips covered my own in another heated kiss.

Everything in my body screamed for him, desperate for him to be inside of me. So when his hand reached down to tease my entrance, I pulled him back by his curls, a whine leaving his lips at the pain.

"Kenny, if you don't fuck me right now, I swear to god. Play with me later, but fuck me now. Please~," My words went from demanding, to pleading on my very last word. His hand stopped moving, but still rested against me as he processed my words.

"I can play with you later? Deal." With that Kenny pulled his hand away, replacing it with his cock. Slowly, he began rolling his hips once more, pushing into me slowly. With each thrust, I whined as he filled me more and more. At a certain point, my legs around his waist pulled him in the rest of the way, pulling a whining moan from Kenny's lips as he felts my warm walls envelop him fully.

Finally, he was fully seated inside of me. Every inch stretching me deliciously as both of us reveled in the pleasure. I'm not sure which of us moved first, but Kenny's hips began to buck into mine. Already, the pleasure inside of me was beginning to build as I did my best to meet his thrusts. His soft lips on my neck making me shiver as he left gentle, small marks on the skin. My hands gripped his muscled back, keeping him pressed on top of me as our bodies moved together.

"Kenny. Fuck, feels so good." I forced the words out, wanting to praise him. I would say that there was more to be said, but then I'd be lying. Something about the pleasure he was giving me left me breathless, wiping my mind blank as my only thought became seeking more pleasure. So with no more room for words, my body acted instead. My hands raked up and down his back, lightly scratching and sending shockwaves of pleasure through Kenny. He stopped to shiver at the sensation before moaning with a few more brutal thrusts before returning to his original pace.

It wasn't fast, but it was hard and needy. Kenny's pretty lips mumbling that he's going to cum. His pace faltered, hips becoming sloppy as I encouraged him. Sweet nothing's, words of encouragement, and promises of more to come pushed him over the edge. The sound of the Kenny Omega whimpering in my ear as he came inside me nearly made me cum on the spot, my eyes rolling back as I gave him such immense pleasure, and felt my own in being filled.

My knot of pleasure was still there, still tight, but for now I was sated. Knowing Kenny felt good, I felt good, and there would be more later. All of that let me rest easy as we breathed together, Kenny falling on top of me, his full weight resting down on me. With my mind clearer now, I took a deep, steadying breath to speak.

"Regret not making me sleep in the chair?" I tease, my finger tips tracing up and down his back as his warm breath fanned over my chest. His curls tickled my skin as he shook his head, still not lifting it up.

"I regret not doing this sooner. Let's talk in the morning?" He asked, and I just nodded in response. This moment felt too good to fill with too many words and thoughts. So instead, Kenny got up, pulling out of me and crawling behind me so he could pull me into his arms. With some more sweet words and kisses, I fell back to sleep, exactly where I always wanted to be. Right in Kenny's arms, against his warm chest. Tomorrow would be a big conversation about what we wanted to be, but right now, I was happy to just be right here.

[youngbuckisms]

Kenny Omega x Reader where they go to an arcade together?

Street Fighter ( Kenny x Reader ); drabble

Word count: 950

Warnings: none

Notes: I started to write this before the Elite drama started, so little refs of them. Also I didn’t proofread this (I never do), but enjoy!

Lately, it felt like you and Kenny couldn’t get a moment alone. You got to come to shows, but you were always surrounded by The Elite and if you weren’t surrounded by The Elite then you were watching Kenny to these shoots, which was always sort of fun. But it would be more fun to just spend time alone with your boyfriend.

Of course, Kenny knew that. And, of course, he felt bad for not having a lot of time alone to give you all of his attention. Especially when you two had been pulled into another conversation with the Bucks or Hanger — love the guys, but could you just get a minute to Kenny without them butting in?

“You’ll love it, I promise.” Kenny commented as he drove through the streets of a new city you had been brought along to, only to yet again get almost no alone time with your boyfriend.

“Love it more than hearing Matt and Nick bicker over a dumb little Starbucks debate and have you settle it?” He laughed at that, though there was a slight strain to it — embarrassment, maybe guilt, as the night getting go like he was hoping.

“Way more.” But he sounded confident enough and you just had to take his word for it.

The drive wasn’t too far, pulling up to a strip mall of a mix of different shops that didn’t look like they belonged together. A hair salon, next to a small Mexican restaurant that probably could only fit a handful of people, that was next to a record store, but in between all these shops was a slightly bigger unit with a neon red sigh buzzing with the word’s ‘Classic Arcade.’

“So, I know we haven’t had a lot of time to ourselves for the past couple weeks and at shows,” Kenny started, voice slow and unsure, an arm looping around your shoulders as he spoke and you two looked on at the building in front of you. “But I wanted us to have some time tonight and maybe play some arcade games with you, like our first date. If that’s okay, I mean —“

“Of course it’s okay, you idiot.” An affectionate jab from you, one that made him break into a wide smile as he kissed you on the cheek.

“Let’s go then. I cant wait to kick your ass.” He teased, tugging you along inside. It was dark, but it certainly looked nicer on the inside than te out.

The carpet that retro arcade pattern with random pink swirls, green triangles, and orange scribbles. The wallpaper almost matching. Then, of course, filling the area was various machines that made all sorts of noise that it was almost overwhelming.

“So, what are you going to ‘kick my ass at’ first?” You asked Kenny lead you over to a quarter machine, where he slid in a twenty for the coins to begin falling into the cup below.

“Street Fighter.” Instantly, the answer came. No hesitation and you could tell he had been planning this all night.

You knew all those quarters would be going towards Street Fighter, the game Kenny had taught you how to play on your first date, where he wouldn’t leave until you had won at least a round — the night a long one, but one neither of you would forget.

You both walked through two rows of games before spotting Street Fighter, stationed comfortably next to a Mortal Kombat machine. Two quarters were slotted in, and Kenny taking the right side of Player 2, leaving you two to officially begin your night.

Playful jabs at one another skills, some cheating on close rounds, Kenny often nudging you with his hip to throw you off, you throwing a few of your own gentle shoulder tosses his direction to distract him. A night of constant back and forth, laughter mixing with the sounds of the arcade beeps.

From how close you both were, you could feel the vibration of Kenny’s phone, yet it went completely ignored. Right now, the night about the two of you and spending time together. Another call came after that, but once it was ignored, it was silent for the remainder of the night. He would call later, worry about it at the hotel.

For now, he would happily continue laughing with you as you both played, smashing buttons and Kenny acting a little too dramatic when he lost — though you’re sure he threw a few games on purpose.

“Dammit!” Kenny huffed as the final blow was landed, taking his hands off the joystick to find another couple quarters in his pocket to go again. “You know, if I knew you were going to kick my ass, I wouldn’t have suggested Street Fighter.”

“I had a good teacher.” He smiled at that, flashing you this grin as curly hair fell in front of his face, for you to push aside for him. You can see him practically melt from the touch, always a sucker for physical affection. He was quick to shut the distance between you, placing a kiss to your lips as a hand came to rest on your hip.

“Closing up soon!” The lone worker that the two of you had forgotten about called from behind the ticket counter, causing you both to jump slightly. You could see Kenny’s cheeks turning pink, even in the dim lighting of the arcade.

“How about we say you won tonight, but tomorrow night, I’m really going to kick your ass.” Kenny suggested with a wide grin.

“I might embarrass you again.”

“You? Embarrass me? You make me laugh, baby. Let’s get out of here then.”

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Sweet Home Lawrence

Summary: You come back to your hometown.

Pairing: Alpha!Dean Winchester x Omega!Reader

Warnings: angst, past rejection, past unrequited feelings, a/b/o, a/b/o/pack dynamics, best friends brother trope, idiots in love, age gap (4 years), implied claiming/mating

A/N: This story belongs to my pack collection.

Divider by @firefly-graphics

 Weird. Confusing. Scary as hell.

Coming back home after what feels like a whole lifetime is a step back to you. You didn’t make it in the big and busy town. At least not for long.

“Y/N, Y/L/N! Oh my god! You are back?” Damnit, out of all the people Mary Winchester is the one to spot you first the moment you set one foot out of your luxurious car. The one you bought when times were still better for you.

“Mrs. Winchester,” you give her a friendly smile, but wish that she leaves you alone. It’s not that you don’t like her. No. She always was nothing but kind to you. “How have you been?”

“I should ask you the same,” she smiles wildly and wraps you in a hug. “Look at you, you’ve grown even more beautiful.”

You want to protest. In your mind, you’ve never been pretty, not even close. Or else…

“Just look at you, Mrs. Winchester. You haven’t changed at all.”

It’s true. She has some lines on her forehead and fine wrinkles around her eyes, but she’s still the beautiful woman you admired when you were just a teen.

“Now you are flattering me, Y/N,” she tuts. “So, does Sammy already know you are back in town? How about Dean?”

“Sam knows,” you bite your tongue, not wanting Mary to know that you will do anything to avoid seeing Dean Winchester again. “Dean and I didn’t stay in contact, though. I don’t think he’ll even remember his brother’s friend.”

She gasps. “But you were so close back then,” Mary wonders aloud. “I know Dean was elder, but you got along so well. Everyone was rooting for you. The pack was rooting for you.”

“I-what?” you laugh bitterly. “Dean didn’t even give me a second glance. He was all over other omegas all the damn time. He never was interested in me, Mrs. Winchester.”

“Oh-I didn’t know any of this,” she says. “I’m sorry for bringing Dean up. But Sammy will be happy to see you again.”

“I’ll make sure to give him a call,” you weakly reply. The truth is, to avoid meeting Dean, you’ll stay away from Sam too. Even if he didn’t do anything wrong, he’s still Dean’s brother. “I need to get to the house. My uncle said it needs some reparations. I got to check on the list he made.”

“Of course, my dear,” she hugs you again and pats your back. “It was good seeing you again. I hope you didn’t forget that you are always welcome at our home. Come over any time.”

She finally leaves you alone and you can breathe again.

Like hell. You won’t go anywhere near their house. Dean Winchester always had the talent to pop up out of nowhere. You’ll not give him the chance to take you by surprise.

“Electricity is already fixed, heating too,” you sigh. Relived. Your uncle already took care of the most important things. “Wallpapers, floor, new painting. That’s manageable. My furniture will be here soon.”

You look the list up and down. It’s been a while since you moved, and it feels odd being home again.

It doesn’t feel like back then when your parents were still around, and you didn’t care about the future.

Now it is different. Years wasted on a dream you couldn’t reach. Or you did, but not for long.

Like with everything good in your life, your career ended in a mess too.

Engrossed in the to-do list your uncle left on the old kitchen table, you barely hear someone knock at your door.

You get up to open the door, if not, they won’t go away.

“Hello,” you sigh. Someone must’ve told Sam that you are already back. And it certainly wasn’t you. “Sweetheart?”

You open the door, heart dropping to your feet as the wrong brother stands in front of your door. A shudder runs through your body and you instinctively tilt your head in submission as the alpha steps closer.

You can smell it. He’s the new alpha of the pack. The leader.

Why did Sammy not tell you so? You would’ve avoided coming back to Lawrence if only you knew Dean will be the one dictating your life from now on.

“What are you doing here, Dean? I’m barely back in town,” you close your eyes and take a deep breath. It’s bad to mess with the leader.

“Mother said you are back,” he shrugs as you look up at him. “I wanted to come over and say ‘hi. I live over there now.”

He points at the house across the street.

Fuck. No. Dean lives right across the street. He’s the new owner of the large house you always admired. The one with the beautiful backyard and winter garden.

“Uh-hi. As you can see, I’m busy checking on the house,” you wave the list in front of his face. “Can we talk about the rules of the pack later? I’m rather tired.”

“I didn’t want to talk about the rules of the pack.”

“What else do you want to talk about, Dean?” you’re confused about his behavior. He gets a collar out of the pocket of his coat, holding it in front of your face. “I don’t understand.”

“I came here to talk about us, not the rules,” he steps into your personal space and opens the collar. You’re staring at the DW tangling from the collar as he tries to put it around your neck.

“What the fuck!” you push him away, making the alpha growl. “What do you think you’re doing? You can’t just put a collar around my neck.”

“But we promised each other to mate. I want to make you my omega,” he looks confused and hurt. “Y/N. Sweethart…”

“You want what? Mate me? After you rejected me years ago,” you whimper at the memory. “My family and I had to leave town and the pack. I wanted you to be my alpha and to give me your mark. But you rejected me and paraded around town with Lisa Braeden the other day. I won’t have you anywhere near me.”

“You were only eighteen, Y/N!” he argues, nostrils flaring now. “I was elder. Four years elder. I couldn’t claim you. It would’ve been against our rules. I have always wanted you, but you were so much younger and…Lisa was a distraction, nothing else.”

“My parents mated at the age of sixteen!” you snap at Dean. “This had nothing to do with my age. You only wanted to fuck as many omegas as possible. And look where it got you. A loner without a mate or pups.”

“Y/N, they were both sixteen when they mated,” Dean bites back. He’s hurting as much as you do. “Don’t argue with me, omega. I talked about it with my father and he—”

You whine. “No, you didn’t,” you sniffle now. “How dare you tell John about this…us…I wanted to be yours. But after you had what you wanted, you lost interest…”

“Enough of this,” the alpha cuts you off. “I had to stay away from you. My father said I must wait until we are both more…mature. How should I have known that you and your family will leave town in the middle of the night?”

“I told Sammy where we are going!”

“My father wouldn’t let me leave town,” Dean’s voice grows louder now, making you flinch. He growls and snarl while holding the collar in a tight grip. “The pack decided that I cannot leave until you turn twenty-one. And then…one of the omegas said the kid is my kid. I spent months proving that I didn’t knock her up.”

“You never called, or wrote a letter,” you drop your gaze and shake your head. “You forgot about me as you never wanted me.”

“That’s not true!” he growls loudly. “After the girl admitted the kid isn’t mine, my father got sick…like really sick. I had to help him with the pack. And then, when he got a little better, Sammy said you are about to mate with some other alpha.”

“I never…” you shake your head. “I had a few dates with that guy. He didn’t even get to second base…”

“Sammy lied?” Dean questions.

“Sammy got it wrong,” huffing you look at the collar dangling from his fingers. “Maybe I didn’t correct him.”

“The moment Sammy said you are going to come back, unmated,” Dean purrs low in his throat and steps closer; if that’s even possible,” I looked for the collar and waited…and waited. My heart did somersaults when mom called me this morning.”

“She ratted me out?”

“I would’ve come around earlier, but I bought a new flannel and got you flowers,” he drops his eyes to the collar in his hands. “Fuck. No! I forgot the flowers at home. Wait! I’ll get them for you.”

“Dean…what are we doing here?” you shake your head. “It’s been years. We both changed, and moved on.”

“You’re unclaimed, and I don’t have a mate,” he clears his throat. “Y/N Y/L/N. Omega. I’m here to announce that I’m officially courting you.”

“I don’t want you to.”

“I don’t care,” he looks you up and down. “Father is no longer the leader of this pack. I’m the leader and decided you are going to become my omega. Period.”

“You’re a cocky sonofabitch,” you grin as he wraps one arm around your waistline to bring you close to his chest. “I won’t forgive you so easily.”

“I’m gonna make you forgive me really quick,” he dips his head to press a soft kiss on your lips. “I always knew how to make you forgive me for being stupid. Why don’t you invite me in and we can talk about me being stupid.”

“You’re stupid, that’s true.”

“You can be stupid with me,” he murmurs against your lips. “For the rest of your life.”

“I can be with stupid for the rest of your life,” you grin against his lips. “Don’t you remember? You’re so much elder.”

He grunts.

“Let me inside. I wanna have a look around your house again.”

“Again?” you furrow your brows. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Oh—uh…your uncle asked me for help. He didn’t have the time to have a look at your house. I made sure the electricity and heating get fixed. I can’t let my omega freeze, right?”

“You could’ve just invited me over,” he hums thoughtfully. “Imagine, a freezing omega, alone in the dark. A strong alpha, who comes to my aid. You missed an opportunity there, Winchester.”

“How about you come to my home tonight? I know you only got a few things with you.”

“Your mother did spy on me, huh?”

“Sweetheart,” he mumbles while brushing his lips over yours again, “come with me. Please. I don’t want to be away from you for another minute. I almost passed out when Sammy said you will come back. I thought that I lost you forever, but here you are.”

“I let him believe that I’m still dating that alpha,” you shrug. “Maybe I didn’t want people to believe that I can’t find an alpha wanting to stick around.”

“I want to stick around,” he nips at your lips. “Please let me stick around.”

“If you order food, I’ll stay at your place for tonight,” you give in, just a little. “But no funny business, Sir. I haven’t seen you for a lifetime…”

Hours later Dean lies wide awake with you in his arms. You’re not wearing the collar, but his mark.

It all happened so fast it appears to be a dream. He can’t believe you ended up mating.

“Warm,” you mumble rubbing your cheek into his chest. “Tired.”

“I know,” he softly kisses your hair. Dean’s heart swells as he knows, you feel safe and comfortable in his arms. Even after all those years, you belong to him. “The pack will get mad.”

“Hmm…” your eyes flutter shut, and you give in to your instinct and the warm feeling spreading through your body. “Dean.”

“It’s alright. They will understand that their leader needed his omega,” Dean whispers as you drift into sleep. “No one will part us ever again…no one…”

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Introducing the Sonic Channel wallpaper for September!

Hello. I'm Tomoko Hayane! Although the summer heat is still lingering, the number of days when you can feel the signs of autumn is gradually increasing. When you think of autumn in Japan, the most distinctive feature is the scenery of trees dyed in vibrant reds and yellows.

Well, what I'd like to introduce to you today is the character with autumn leaf-like coloring!

Did you all know who it was?

This month's wallpaper illustration features...

Yes, it's the strongest combat robot created by Dr. Eggman...E-123 Omega!

Omega has his sharp claws ready, locking onto something...! Could it be that the person he's looking at is his creator and the target of his revenge: Dr. Eggman?

So there's no doubt that he's equipped with even more destructive weapons in his right hand on the other side of the ring. Machine guns, missiles... Omega's arms have been used as many weapons to wreak havoc in the past.

As you all know, Omega wants to defeat Dr. Eggman, who left him alone, and all of his robots, in order to prove that he is the "strongest."

Dr. Eggman's army of robots keeps coming back no matter how many times they are destroyed, but it looks like he's having a lot of fun in the battles where he can really feel at his strongest!

When you think about it that way, the pose in this illustration, which initially looked like "Getting ready for battle!", now looks more like "More please!" after defeating the first wave of the robot army.

"Eggman's robot, take care!"

It somehow feels right, but as a battle-crazy character, he also seems a little cute...! But maybe I'm imagining things too much.

What did you all think of this illustration? If you like, please let me know by adding the hashtag #SonyKatsu on X (old Twitter) ♪

See you again next month for our wallpaper introduction!

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Asks are always welcomed, likes are always nice, reblogs are beloved, and comments makes me very very happy. Please, don’t be shy 😌

Now, here is what I write and draw about:

✶ Papa Emeritus III

IYRIN - Terzo x OC [Multi chapter COMPLETE]

An Angel in human form gets kidnapped and brought to the Ministry by a group of drunk Ghouls. Papa Emeritus III is summoned to solve the delicate situation and avoid a diplomatic incident with God, but things take an interesting turn. Chapters: 10 + 1

>>>> Wattpad | AO3

South of Heaven - Terzo x OC [IYRIN spin off - COMPELETE]

A group of rival satanists attacks the Ministry. Iyrin, now a fallen Angel, is struggling with their new demonic condition, and things between them and Papa Emeritus III are not going as they both expected. Terzo’s revenge against the rival satanists during a Metallica concert only makes things worse. Chapters: 3

>>>> Wattpad | AO3 | Tumblr

No peace in Hell - Terzo x OC [IYRIN sequel - Multichapter]

Whatever God does, the Devil does better.

>>>> Wattpad | AO3

The night of the witch - Papa Emeritus III x F!Reader [One shot]

Papa Emeritus III has asked you to be his altar for the day after ritual. Somehow he manages to make you accept, but before there is a “private lesson” you have to attend to get ready for your role…

>>>> Wattpad | AO3

The thing that should not be - Terzo x Omega [One shot]

Terzo is the 20 year old last heir of Papa Nihil and he’s definitely not having fun at his father’s birthday party. Luckily, a big Ghoul is around to save the night…

>>>> Wattpad | AO3 | Tumblr

The cigarette - These nights always end like this. [Ficlet]

Nothing more than a short rambling of Terzo’s personal way of saying goodbye after a night of love.

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The Third Law - Terzo x F!Reader [Multi chapter - COMPLETE]

Terzo Emeritus is temporarily forced on wheelchair and crutches due to a knee injury. You have to take care of him and his house for a month and a half. Nothing you haven't done before, you’d think. Well, think again. Chapters: 11 (including Prologue and Epilogue)

>>>> Wattpad | AO3

Armat Victoria Curam - Teacher!Cardinal Terzo x F!Reader [One shot]

Cardinal Emeritus III is your Latin teacher, and he catches you daydreaming during an important private lesson.

>>>> Tumblr | AO3

✍🏻 COMING SOON:

[?] Papa Emeritus III (x occasional OC) [Multichapter]

Risen from the death by his brothers Primo and Secondo, Terzo Emeritus is sent to live out of the Ministry, with the task to plot a coup against Papa Emeritus IV military regime. life outside the Ministry is definitely not what he expected.

Devotion - Papa Emeritus III x all Ghouls [One Shot]

I am here to serve, Your Unholiness. Whatever your will may be, I am ready to fulfill it.

✶ Papa Emeritus IV

Kids temp - Copia x F!Reader [One Shot]

Papa is going to have a day full of meetings and he had been working tirelessly on bureaucratic stuff for days. He must be so stressed, but you are there with only a cup of coffee to relieve his spirit. That can not be the only contribution you can offer to make him feel better, right?

Part I - Kids temp >>>> Wattpad | AO3 | Tumblr

Part II - Dinner time >>>> Wattpad | AO3 | Tumblr

Horror Vacui - Copia x Phantom Ghoul [One Shot]

Papa Emeritus IV is getting older and tired, but Phantom, a freshly summoned Ghoul who needs to be trained to the new world, is always by his side to relieve his aching soul.

>>>> Wattpad | AO3 | Tumblr

✍🏻 COMING SOON:

The winner - Copia x Reader [One Shot]

Copia lost his last chance to win a Grammy. He thinks he is a loser, you think differently.

✶ Multiple Papas

Terzo once told me… - Cardinal Copia x Papa Emeritus III (non related) [Multi chapter COMPLETE]

A tormented, angst-filled one-sided love story between two lifelong friends and how they ultimately destroyed each other. Chapters: 4

>>>> Wattpad | AO3

The Devil in your details - young Copia x young Terzo [One Shot]

It was a more or less ordinary evening, an oversized T-shirt, and a possibly too excited Copia. That's what it took to end up in bed together, and for them to enjoy it. No major reason, no jealousy, no trauma or music, because that's where the Devil lie: in the details.

>>>> Wattpad | AO3 | Tumblr

Cocoon - Cardinal Copia x Papa Emeritus III (non related) [One Shot]

Just Papa Emeritus III and Cardinal Copia enjoying some alone time in their new residence after a long tour. Work outside, cuddles in.

>>>> Wattpad | AO3 | Tumblr

✍🏻 COMING SOON:

Midnattssol - Cardinal Copia x Cardinal Terzo (non related) [Multichapter]

Cardinal Terzo Emeritus is back at the Ministry after five years of cardinalate in Poland, in time for the Midsommar celebration. Cardinal Copia is happy to see him again… maybe a bit too much.

[?] - All Papas x Mother Superior F!Reader [One Shot]

You are the Ministry’s Mother Superior. One of your duties is to please every Papa as best as you can. Luckily, that is one of their duties too.

Headcanons & ramblings:

Emeritus Family backgrounds

Copia is a sugar daddy for his Ghouls

Papa’s playlists

Terzo and children

Under the Ghouls' mask: I / II

Random ramblings

Papas in Italian cities: Primo | Secondo | Terzo

Fanarts

Check out the tag #OsirisBC-fanart.

That’s all for now. Take care and stay lubed 🔥

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⌜ Yechan × Omega X ⌝ ᓚᘏᗢ

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SONIC CHANNEL STAFF COLUMN - WALLPAPER SEPTIEMBRE 2024

Artículo Original del Sonic Channel (06/09/2024)

Hola, soy Tomoko Hayane. Aunque el calor del verano aún persiste, poco a poco empezamos a sentir la llegada del otoño. Un aspecto característico del otoño en Japón son, sin duda, los paisajes llenos de árboles teñidos de vibrantes tonos rojos y amarillos.

Pues hoy quiero presentaros a un personaje con una coloración parecida a la de las hojas de otoño.

¿Sabéis de quién estoy hablando?

El personaje que aparece en la ilustración de fondo de pantalla de este mes es…

Así es, el robot de combate más fuerte creado por el Dr. Eggman…

¡E-123 Omega!

Omega, preparando sus afiladas garras, fija algo en su mira. ¿Podría ser que, en la dirección de su mirada, esté su creador y también el objetivo de su venganza, el Dr. Eggman?

De ser así, no hay duda de que en su mano derecha, detrás del anillo, Omega de seguro está equipado con un arma de enorme poder destructivo. Ametralladoras, misiles… Los brazos de Omega se han convertido en muchas armas a lo largo del tiempo, causando estragos por donde ha pasado.

Como bien sabéis, Omega quiere derrotar a todos los robots del Dr. Eggman, quien lo abandonó, y demostrar que él es el más fuerte de todos.

El ejército de robots de Eggman sigue reviviendo una y otra vez, sin fin, aunque, Omega parece disfrutar enormemente de las batallas que le permiten sentir su poder “mas fuerte”

Teniendo en cuenta eso, ahora la pose de esta ilustración, que al principio parecía ser solo de "preparación para la batalla", ahora parece la de alguien que acaba de derrotar la primera oleada del ejército de robots… ¡y pareciera que está pidiendo por más!

"SIGUIENTE RACIÓN DE ROBOTS DE EGGMAN"

Aunque esa frase encaja perfectamente, de alguna manera empiezo a ver muy adorable a este maníaco de la batalla ¿O puede que me esté dejando llevar por mi imaginación?

¿Y qué pensáis vosotros al ver esta ilustración? Contadnos usando el hashtag #ソニかつ en X (Twitter).

��Nos vemos el próximo mes con un nuevo fondo de pantalla!

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1. ride or die ship (your otp): padme x anakin (ik he is toxic as fuck brother!!), or codywan because cute

2. most annoying ship: ahsoka x rex or anakin x rex, i just don’t see them as anything other than like siblings so it freaks me out, also i just can’t see anakin with anyone other than padme because that boy is OBSESSED (sorry if you like these ships they just aren’t my thing)

3. second favourite ship: tech x phee, i’m not even a tech girly but i just absolutely adore their dynamic

4. favourite platonic relationship: AHSOKA AND REX, i love their sibling like relationship sm, a close second is cody and rex they are the besties of the GAR and i love it, also omega and wrecker bc they are adorable

5. underrated ship: obi x satine, bly x aayla

6. overrated ship: reylo

7. one thing i would change in canon: cody being in the kenobi series 😐 (like he was fucking suppose to be!)

8. something canon did right: the entirety of the clone wars, but specifically showing how mistreated clones are and not just brushing it off as “they love war! they were made for it!😃” like how it is in the prequels, i love how the clone wars shows the process of the clones realizing they are more than what they were programmed to do, the whole shifting from clone troopers to storm troopers in tbb is something i also think canon did right because it is so important in the history of the empire, and i love how they are showing a bit of how the clone troopers are helping each other after all these years of just helping their superiors (they are finally fighting for each other!)

9. a thing i'm proud of creating for the fandom PLEASE BRAG ABOUT YOURSELF I WANT TO SEE/READ YOUR ART: my wallpapers! specifically the cowboy mando set i just uploaded :) i’m really proud of how they came out

10. a character who is perfect to me (wouldn't change a thing): rex, cody, jesse, kix, fives, echo, wolffe, hunter, howzer, gregor, mayday, etc…(LITERALLY ANY CLONE, IM NOT KIDDING) but also ahsoka, din djarrin, and chuchi too

11. the character i relate to the most and why: ahsoka probably, just growing up a certain way and realizing it isn’t right and leaving it behind you\having almost no one from that past family listen (that was kinda deep, my b)

12. character(-s) i hate the most and why: palpatine, tarkin, that mf that didn’t help mayday, PONG KRELL! i feel like the reasons are obvious

13. something i've learned from the fandom: it’s okay to be entirely invested in star wars! i get a lot of shit for being a die hard star wars fan but then i come on here and feel safe about it :)

14. three tags i seek out on ao3: i don’t have ao3 💔 i read all my fics on here because i love you writers <3

15. a song i strongly associate with my op/favourite character:

favorite character: rex

song: epiphany - taylor swift

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if you want to join in and aren’t tagged pls do! and tag me!

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