#omegaverse presenting

[animeomegas]

MtL - Likely to worry if his alpha uses his given name instead of a pet name

(Incl. Iruka, Chouji, Shino, Neji, and Shikamaru.)

A/N: This is a Christmas gift for the wonderful @omeganronpa!!!! It's nothing crazy this year because of the ol' arm situation, but I hope you enjoy it anyway!! I wish you a very relaxing and merry Christmas and want you to know that I am honoured to have lived yet another year with you as my friend <3333

And a very merry Christmas and happy Hanukkah to everyone!! 🎉

Warnings: Non-descriptive allusions to sex.

LEAST

Chouji

A normal, well adjusted king, we stan.

Pet names sometimes come into the relationship, but Chouji is equally okay with being called Chouji.

That's his name, why should he worry or feel weird? He doesn't have a guilty conscience like some others on this list 👀

In fact, he actually loves to hear his name from your lips. The soft voice, the love, the sing song tone. He revels in it.

There's something about you using his given name with him in private that makes him feel seen. You see him, all of him, the real him, and you love him.

And that's the most precious gift he could have.

Preferred pet names for you to use for him: His name or babe usually. Occasionally, super sweet ones like sweetheart or sugarplum, said with complete earnest.

Neji

Neji also likes to go by his actual name a lot of the time, so it doesn't raise any red flags for him to hear it fall from your lips.

Much like Chouji, he finds it entirely logical for you to use his given name, and he never assumes you're mad at him.

I only put him a bit higher on the list because he can sometimes get finickity about what you call him in bed.

If you call him by his real name, but you don't use a super gentle, loving tone, he doesn't like it and he WILL get grumpy.

It makes him feel a bit unloved, like the sex is transactional and you're just saying what you think you have to say.

He wants you to call him darling, prince, my love, or any other classic pet name when you're ravishing him, and if you have to use his name, it better be whispered into his skin with hushed reverence befitting the worship of a god.

Otherwise he can sometimes get upset. And because he's Neji, he won't say why he's upset, he'll just pout about it until you notice.

This issue doesn't crop up that often, but it's been known to happen, hence his slightly higher ranking on the list.

My beautiful princess with a disorder, please talk to me.

Preferred pet names for you to use for him: He adores the classic but slightly fancier pet names, such as darling, my love, prince(ss). And he's always willing to accept appearance based names, like beautiful, too.

Iruka

When it's just the two of you, or you're in the presence of close friends or family, you always call him Ruka.

Because he's your Ruka at home, just like he's Iruka sensei at the academy, or 'the shouty chunin' at the missions desk.

So it absolutely stands out if you suddenly call him Iruka and he will notice straight away.

But he's still on the terrifyingly small list of mostly well-adjusted shinobi, so he's not going to panic.

He kind of assumes that you're starting a conversation about something more serious when you use his full name. He zones in, fully focused, ready to problem solve whatever has happened.

This has the unfortunate consequence of snapping him out of intimate moments when you use his full name.

Iruka sat on the bed trying his best not to fidget with the comforter as he stared at the bathroom door. His mind was racing with possibilities and no amount of deep breathing or internal arguments about restraint were controlling them.

It had been an entirely normal day ten minutes ago. He'd taught his classes, covered for a few hours at the mission's desk for a sick colleague, and then stopped by a convenience store on the way home so that he didn't have to cook.

Not that you let him in the kitchen anyway.

But then you'd approached him, all coy smiles and well-placed touches, telling him that you had a surprise for him, but that you needed a few moments to get changed and that he should wait on the bed.

So now he was here, on the bed as directed, eagerly anticipating the opening of the ensuite door. Should he get undressed in preparation? No, no, that would probably be weird. But maybe he should take his hair down? Yes that sounded good; you loved his hair down and it would give him something to do while he waited.

He pulled it down and spent a few moments running his fingers through it and trying to arrange it as best he could, but then it was done and you still hadn't opened the door.

He just needed to be patient, you shouldn't be much longer.

Although that was easier said than done when his underwear was becoming uncomfortably wet.

There! He could hear shuffling approaching the bathroom door. He straightened himself out, ready.

"Iruka?" you called from behind the door.

He blinked as he registered his full name. Oh no. Don't tell him something had gone wrong. He was so looking forward to this! His mind conjured images of disaster. Maybe the outfit had ripped? Or you had accidentally hurt yourself? Or the sink had broken and was now spewing water everywhere.

"What's wrong?" he asked, getting up from the bed and approaching the door. "Are you okay?"

The door opened, and you stood on the other side, blinking at him in confusion. He tried not to focus too much on the new lingerie. There was a problem to solve first, he couldn't get distracted.

"Yes?" you answered, the question clear in your voice. "Why are you at the door? I told you to wait on the bed."

Before his mind could catch up, he asked, "Is the sink broken?"

There was a pause.

"Why on earth would the sink be broken?" You sounded entirely baffled.

"Well, I'm not sure, but-"

"Did you do something to the sink?"

"No!" he defended, crossing his arms over his chest. "I haven't touched the sink."

"Then why are you asking about it???"

"Because... because..." Iruka paused when he realised how stupid it would sound to explain that he'd assumed something was wrong because you called him by his full given name. He rubbed at his scar bashfully. "It doesn't matter, sorry, I was being... never mind, don't worry about it."

You blinked at him, and he coughed awkwardly.

"Okaaaaaay," you drawled, stepping back into the bathroom. "Should I close the door again and pretend this never happened?"

"Please."

"Right."

And when you opened the door this time, he was waiting on the bed, stunned speechless by your lingerie and ready to end his normal day in a particularly extraordinary way, bathroom sink forgotten.

Preferred pet names for you to use for him: Ruka is his favourite by a wide margin. He doesn't mind babe or baby either, nor omega specific names.

Shino

If you're in public, he fully expects you to use his actual name.

In fact, it's for the best that you do, because pet names in public will make him embarrassed enough to try and hide in his coat.

But when you're at home, just you and him... he will immediately assume you're upset with him or signalling a need for space if you use his given name.

Because Shino basks in the loving pet names you lavish him with. He doesn't have to be Shino with you, or at least, he doesn't have to just be Shino with you. He can be your love, your honey bun, your sunshine.

Every time one of those names is whispered in his ear or spoken against his lips, Shino squirms in pure joy. There is nothing else that can brighten his day so quickly and effectively.

And you can absolutely get creative with pet names for Shino!

Excluding the most ridiculous ones, and some of the appearance based ones, Shino loves them all.

But calling him his name is :(((

He will anxiously and sadly wring his hands together every time 🥺

You let out a relieved breath through your nose as you finished the penultimate page of the paperwork you'd been forced to bring home.

One more. Just one more and you were free for the evening, then you could run it by the jounin commander tomorrow morning, and this whole situation could be behind you.

Work disasters were the absolute worst.

You took in one more big breath before letting it out slowly. One more. You could do one more.

But just as your pen was about the make contact on the paper, movement from the corner of your eye drew your attention out of the little paperwork bubble you'd cocooned yourself in. It was Shino. He was lurking in your periphery like a shadow, idly rearranging knick knacks on the shelf but glancing over in your direction every five seconds.

Now that you were aware of him, you were also aware of the anxiety swirling in his scent. You may have wanted to get this paperwork done and out of your life as soon as possible, but you could hardly ignore your mate's unusual behaviour now that you had been made aware of it.

"Shino?" His head snapped to you instantly. "Are you okay?"

He dropped the eye contact and went back to fiddling with a rock from the shelf. "I'm fine," he said simply, the lie extremely obvious.

"Shino..." To your surprise, he flinched. What?

"I'm... fine." The lie was somehow even more obvious this time. He was either consciously or subconsciously hoping to pull your attention onto him with a lie so blatant.

You stared at him intently, trying to figure out what was wrong. Why would he...?

Oh. Your face relaxed into understanding when you figured out what you'd done.

"What's wrong, lovebug?" You made an effort to push as much affection into your tone as you could. He looked at you again, some surprise colouring his gaze. You patted the seat next to you on the couch in invitation. He immediately accepted, coming over in quick steps and slotting himself against your side. You pressed a kiss to the side of his head. "Is this better, lovely?"

Shino hummed gently, resting his head in the juncture of your shoulder. You grumbled a comforting noise to reassure him.

"I think this paperwork kept me in work mode even after I'd got home," you explained. "I forgot that it was just us here."

Shino hummed again, acknowledging and forgiving you in one noise.

"All the more reason to get this paperwork over and done with so we can relax. It shouldn't take more than twenty minutes. Is that alright, honey bun?"

He purred his approval, so you returned to the paperwork, but this time, you had one hand focused on holding your omega.

Preferred pet names for you to use for him: Anything extremely cute and sweet will make him melt. Honey, sweetie, lovely, etc. Lovebug is one of his special favourites 🤭

Shikamaru

Two words: Guilty Conscience.

He's another one who goes by a shortened name by default, Shika, so calling him Shikamaru will immediately grab his attention.

And he will assume he's in trouble with you every single time.

Sometimes it's pretty funny to watch, but other times his stomach drops and his mind races to try and figure out what you could be mad about.

And during those dramatic times, because Shikamaru can't be normal for even five minutes, he oftentimes jumps to worse case scenarios where he's failing to make his obsession happy and you might leave him because of it.

You never know which response you're going to get when you call him Shikamaru. He's either going to claim his innocence in regards to an imaginary misstep, or Panic™️.

The only exception to the rule is during moments of heightened emotions and extreme vulnerability.

For example, if he's very sad, saying "oh, Shikamaru..." will push him over the edge into tears immediately.

And groaning out his full name at the moment of your orgasm is a one hit K.O. for him without fail.

If you want to avoid the Nara dramatics, better stick to Shika most of the time 😉

"Shikamaru?" He heard your voice clearly from his position on the tatami mats of his office where he was playing a solo game of shogi. Usually, hearing your voice after a long day was a balm that soothed the nerves he hadn't even realised had been frayed, but now, those same nerve ends were crackling with the beginnings of anxiety.

Oh no.

You had used his given name. That couldn't mean anything good.

Shikamaru uncrossed his legs and stood from the floor as his mind raced. He could see the situation clearly in his head. You had come home from work, exhausted, and immediately been confronted by some kind of chore or errand that Shikamaru has said he would run on his day off and then fucking forgot about like he always did! Now you were going to be annoyed with him and his plans for a peaceful evening would go up in smoke because he couldn't even remember what he was supposed to be apologising for.

He heard your footsteps coming up the stairs. "Shikamaru? You in your office?"

Think, think, think! What did you ask him to do? There must have been something! Probably something you could have seen not long after walking through the door, likely in the living room or kitchen.

Shikamaru tugged on his ponytail in frustration as your footsteps reached the landing, just outside his door.

Did he have to wash the cushion covers in the living room? No, he did that last week and there was no need to do them again so soon. Did he promise to make dinner in time for your arrival home? No, no, he specifically remembered you saying that you were going to cook dinner together tonight. Then what could it possibly-

As the door swung open, the answer struck him like a bolt of lightning.

"There you are! Why are you just standing in the middle-"

"I didn't buy soy sauce!" Shikamaru blurted, his voice much louder than he had intended.

You jumped at his shout, blinking at him in surprise. Shikamaru felt the rush of heat that flooded his cheeks. He awkwardly cleared his throat and tried again.

"I forgot to buy soy sauce today." He managed to keep his voice somewhat level this time. "I'm sorry. Really, I didn't mean to forget, it's completely my fault."

Shikamaru tried to analyse your face to see how well his apology had landed, but all he saw was confusion. Right, that made sense. You were confused as to why he was apologising when he should be just going out to fix it.

"Sorry, I'll go and grab some now, it shouldn't take long." When he tried to move past you, you grabbed his arm and halted him.

"You forgot to buy- what? No, I only asked in a 'if you happen to go out today' kind of way, you don't have to go out now, it's not a big deal." You squeezed his arm. "Relax, it's fine."

"But, but we're going to cook dinner together tonight," Shikamaru protested.

"And we'll live without soy sauce for one night." You stared at his face, eyes narrowed like you were trying to solve a puzzle. "What's got into you today?"

Shikamaru's thoughts whirled for a moment, trying to figure out if that question was some kind of trap that would soon reveal the real reason you were upset with him. But soon the energy needed to keep up that level of questioning collapsed, and instinctively, he moved to directness.

"Are you mad at me?" he asked, hating the insipid imagery of needy omegas that jumped to mind at the question. This was so stupid, what was he doing?

Your brows furrowed and you gently cupped his face in your hands. Shikamaru shivered as you ran your thumbs against the space underneath his eyes.

"No," you said softly. "Did you think I was?"

His mouth feels dry all of a sudden and he can't form the words, so he just nods. You coo at him, a deep noise in your throat, and Shikamaru is embarrassed at how well it drains the stress from his muscles.

"I'm not angry, Shika. I'm so happy to be home with you, my love."

With your use of his shortened name, the last anxious fog clears and Shikamaru is left only with the stark and sudden realisation that he was being absolutely ridiculous.

You must have noticed the clarity returning to his eyes because you laughed. You laughed at him, all gleeful and knowing. The heat returned to his cheeks and he dropped his head onto your shoulder.

"Shut up."

"I didn't say anything." He could hear the smile in your voice.

"These instincts are more trouble than they're worth."

"You're such a liar, Shika."

Yeah... yeah, he was.

Preferred pet names for you to use for him: Shika is the go-to, but as long as the pet name is simple and mostly serious (babe, omega etc.) he's fine with it. If you call him something ridiculous like pookie or nugget, he will assume you are making fun of him. And if you aren't making fun of him, he'll make fun of you for thinking it was a good idea.

MOST

[fatkish]

Alpha Erasermic x Mortem Omega Reader: Rehabilitating an Omega

Reader is entered into an Omega facility

These facilities are made and operated by Omegas, for Omegas. These facilities are created to help Omegas find mates as well as give them a safe place to have their heats

These facilities also act as a sort of apartment complex for omegas. As well as a rehabilitation center for any that were abused or rescued

Reader was found by police, living on the streets and had become feral, meaning they were completely lost to and driven by their instincts and would attack any alpha that tried to interact with them

Due to the reader’s aggression and violence, Omegas from the center were called, the reader was tranquilized via a gas canister (it’s the only safe way to successfully deal with someone who’s gone feral without getting anybody hurt of killed)

The reader was admitted to the rehabilitation program that focuses on having reputable alphas come in and work with these omegas and help them by providing and being a positive example of an alpha, healing the mistrust an omega may have

The reader being a Mortem meant that they needed the best for the job

Aizawa didn’t have an omega of his own, he was too busy with all his responsibilities. But when he was younger, he signed up for the program due to his alpha’s natural affinity for being docile and rational. He is one of the top alphas in the rehabilitation program, as he has helped many omegas learn to overcome their trauma and fear towards alphas

But he’s never actually been interested and desired to mate with one of the omegas, until he met the reader

He had brought Hizashi, just in case as a backup.

The way the rehabilitation program works is that each alpha that’s available in the program will give a scent sample (a small cloth covered in their scent) that the omega workers will collect and bring back to the omegas

The omegas will be brought into a room one by one or the cloths will be brought to them and the omega will pick whichever cloth has the most alluring or best scent

Since reader is a Mortem, the staff brought the clothes to them, but the reader thrashed against the door in anger and it seemed as though the reader would reject every single one

Due to a Mortem’s unpredictable and often times violent nature, Mortems that cannot find an alpha are often euthanized (given a lethal injection)

It isn’t right and is a very hard to stomach process, but it was the Omega community that decided that it was a necessary mercy, since a Mortem’s heats are extremely painful without an alpha and they would slowly and painfully die as their body shut down from the stress of enduring too many heats alone and unaided

This is why, when the reader stopped thrashing and silence had taken over the area, only to be disrupted by chuffing and deep clicks, the workers were thrilled

The reader had actually managed to find an alpha’s scent that they didn’t react aggressively towards. This alpha in question was non other than Aizawa Shouta

When Aizawa was brought back to one of the meeting rooms to wait in, the expected the reader to walk straight towards his scent, but they didn’t

Hizashi was in another room with other alphas who were waiting for various omegas. The reader had caught another scent that they liked and began to follow that one. Upon seeing the reader not head straight for the room Aizawa was waiting in, the staff were curious and concerned. The reader ended up following Hizashi’s scent into the waiting room

Chaos erupted. The reader began snarling and trying to attack any alpha that got close, the alpha’s, understanding the situation, all fled the room. When Hizashi tried to leave, the reader got in his way. Staring him down, the reader slowly approached and began sniffing him, chuffing and making deep appreciative clicks

When Aizawa got into the room, he saw the reader nuzzling Hizashi’s neck. After seeing that, the workers allowed Aizawa and Hizashi to take the reader home with them

Once they got home, they showed the reader an empty room where they could build their nest, the reader got to work building their nest right away. Hizashi and Aizawa provided soft blankets, pillows of various sizes and shapes, etc.

When Hizashi and Aizawa are gone and out of the house, the Reader steals Aizawa’s underwear and nuzzles into the crotch part of it, since is has the most concentration of Aizawa’s natural musk

Reader sneaks out to collect the softest fabric materials and takes them back to their nest

Reader will snarl, growl and lunge at them if they try to enter their nest without the reader’s permission

Hizashi will lay on top of the reader, nuzzling their neck and crooning softly to them. He’ll purr and rumble to them, releasing a calming and happy pheromone signifying his alpha is happy

Aizawa is all too happy to simply sleep with the reader on his chest, their face tucked into his neck as one of his arms is wrapped around them

Hizashi will stand outside the reader’s door and whine like a puppy, even when the reader is in heat. When his alpha wants access to his omega, be it simply to dote on and care for the omega or even to f~~~ the living daylights out of them, he’ll whine

Aizawa is a bit more stern. If the reader is being particularly fussy and is ignoring them, he’ll drag the reader out of their room and give them a deep warning growl if they try to resist, he’ll then give the reader a proper dicking down, making sure the poor omega cries and screams in pleasure and ecstasy

Aizawa’s cock is thicker than Hizashi’s, but Hizashi’s is longer than Aizawa’s. When Aizawa knots the reader, Hizashi will let the reader mouth at his cock and balls, nipping at Hizashi’s scent glands in his thighs

Aizawa is rougher than Hizashi is normally and his knot is thicker, but Hizashi’s knot lasts longer. Aizawa will often let Hizashi go first to help stretch the reader’s walls.

Hizashi is whiny and possessive yet passionate and loving during his ruts. He may growl at Aizawa when he enters but quickly realizes that it’s just his other mate and then he’s calm

Aizawa is rough and very possessive but can be gentle and sweet. There are times when Aizawa doesn’t recognize Hizashi when he knots the reader, this leads to him snarling at Hizashi and Hizashi doesn’t take that lightly

Hizashi can be a rough dom and more often than not, Aizawa is on the receiving end of Hizashi’s dominate side. When Aizawa growls at him during his ruts when his knot is locked deep inside the reader, Hizashi will happily take the chance to remind Aizawa that they are equals by f~~~ing him deep

All in all, the Alpha pair love the reader and you are so very happy and in love with your wonderful and strong mates

[omegalerc]

even when analyzing this picture u can tell the clinical difference between alpha and omega. charles is popping the ass out more

[rosemarysquirk]

T.G.I.F

|| cw: breeding kink, shameless smut LMAO fem reader implied but hey, omegaverse this if you please ||

|| wc: 516 ||

oh he is on you like a man possessed.

you don't even remember how it came up, but the next thing you knew, Hizashi was holding both of your shoulders and looking at you with big, sparkling eyes, even peeking up from behind those glasses of his which looked like they were about to fall off his face.

the only appropriate way to describe the way he had you laid out was a mating press, which was fitting with all the lewd words spilling out of his mouth. getting this man to spill his actually guts was a difficult task, one usually only Shouta or Nemuri could pull off..

though, you had managed it with one little idea. children.

Hizashi loved the idea of having kids of his own, more importantly, the sight of his lovely partner nice and pregnant. all plump and round with the little ball of joy growing inside of them.. and he wasn't afraid to let you know now that it was on the table. "God, you are just gonna look so damn sexy," he would whine into your ear, he was always so damn whiny. his arms would hook up under your knees, pressing your thighs tight against your chest while he slid his arms under you to hold onto your shoulders, leaving you at his complete mercy. how he could just fold you like a damn pretzel was beyond you, but you had other things to worry about.

"You're just gonna look so sexy with stretch marks baby, all swollen with my kids,, 'nd fuck your hips are gonna get so much wider.. can't wait for you to start lactating either- don't know how much I'll be willin' to share.."

only his voice, the wet suction between your two, sweat covered bodies, and the muffled playback of the music he was broadcasting filled the studio. "I can't wait to have a couple of kids running around.. can't wait, gods I can't wait. 'm gonna make sure you're nice and full, 'kay?" he would press his face into the side of your neck, his grin only growing wider as he repeatedly drilled his hips into yours, right on top of his sound panels. "Nice 'nd full, gotta keep you nice and full of me, baby.. gonna keep you pregnant 's long as I can.."

and really any voice you had left, only being able to let out high pitched whines and bubbly little noises from your throat, drool sliding down your chin as he quite literally fucked you silly. this man does not know slow, tender lovemaking, but then again, nothing about him is slow or tender.

he was probably on his third orgasm, and you had lost count, especially since every he pumped you full. he just wouldn't take a minute to stop and would immediately fuck any of his cum right back out of you, just to give you the excuse, ".. 's terrible to let it all go to waste like that.. gotta fill you up again."

needless to say, you were in for a longer friday night than you expected.

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|| AHHH HAIII i'm not dead i was just going thru life lmao anyway this is for tam hi tam i hope you enjoy || || P.S my reqs are ALWAYS open bbgs ||

[reds-hoodies]

Infinity Repeating

MDNI

Tags: Jason Todd x F!Reader, 18+, Alpha!Jason, Omega!Reader, SoftDom!Jason, Biting, Blood

Word Count: ~3k

Author’s Note: kinda expanding on this a bit and ngl I got a little lost in the sauce with this one… anyways enjoy!

It wasn’t during the first day of their stakeout that Jason noticed anything was off. Nor during the second day.

But maybe he should’ve known something was up when they charged in on the third day and knocked some heads around. Sure, he’d been a bit more aggressive than he should’ve been—a lot of the bad guys probably had life-altering concussions, he’d shattered a couple of jaws, and he was pretty sure he’d broken more than a few femurs. So, he’d be the first to admit, he’d been a bit… much. His frown deepened as he tied up the last goon and delivered one more kick for good measure.

“Dude, you reek.” Tim gagged, shaking his head as he crouched down to ID the cronies at Jason’s feet. “We’ve gotta get you to a shower, man.” The Beta didn’t mean anything by it, and Jason knew that. But as he re-holstered his twin pistols on his back, he couldn’t help but want to throttle the kid. He hated feeling this way.

Jason took a deep breath and held it, counting to ten, then thirty seconds before slowly releasing it. He needed to go back to the safehouse. He needed to go home. He stalked over to his motorbike, noticing the red and blue lights in the distance growing nearer.

“No worries, Jaybird! We all smell bad after a decent workout!” Dick slapped a hand onto Jason’s back. “How about we head back? Clean up, eat, and play some Parcheesi, huh? ” He’d looped Tim into a headlock as they made their way to their bikes. “The night’s still young!”

“God, you’re old.” Tim laughed, wriggling out of Dick’s arm.

“Yeah, I’ll pass.” Jason grunted. His bike engine hummed as he situated himself in the seat, taking a moment to stretch the muscles in his neck. When had he gotten so tense?

“Oh! That reminds me!” the other Alpha perked up from his bike. “I left my nice socks at your place. Mind if I grab them?”

“Sure, man.” Jason rolled his eyes. “Just don’t make a mess looking for ‘em like you did last time.” He grunted and sped off, his two brothers trailing behind.

The ride back was quicker than Jason had anticipated. His mind was preoccupied with the mystery of his growing irritation. But where was it coming from? He thought he’d worked past the whole ‘edge-lord-angst’, so what was it? The questions churned, his fists clenched against the handlebars of his bike.

As he pulled into the hidden driveway of the building, his recent outbursts played on a loop in his mind—this anger, this aggression—it felt familiar. He let out a sharp sigh, dismounting and heading for the door. It had to be his rut approaching. It was a bit early, but not impossible, he reasoned. If he could just hold out until his brothers left, he’d be in the clear.

They climbed up to the safe house at the top of the apartment complex. Jason shoved the front door open, his brothers chatting behind him. He placed his helmet on the counter near the door, shucking off his jacket and gloves as he and his brothers shuffled into the foyer.

The front room of the apartment was dark and quiet, but something in the air smelled delicious. Had you cooked something? Or baked? It was a scent he couldn’t quite place, but it carried the same allure as you. It made his mind swirl and his mouth water. It was almost as if-

You’d gone into your heat.

Jason’s hand stopped halfway to the light switch. Fuck, he’d known—you’d both been tracking it, and somehow, he still forgot. That would explain why his rut came so early. He heard Dick take a sharp breath.

No.

Jason rounded on his brothers, hackles raised, a low growl rumbling deep in his chest. The sound vibrated in the air, a warning that cut through the silence. With his rut bearing down on him, his Omega alone, lost to the throes of heat... He knew he was being irrational. And yet, the urge to tear them both to pieces clawed at him, raw and unrelenting.

The smell of danger thickened in the room, a warning that left no doubt: His brothers were no longer welcome. He needed them out. Now.

“Hey, look, say no more.” Dick said, ever quick to pick up on cues, raised one hand in a placating gesture. With the other, he grabbed the collar of the Beta beside him, who had been attempting to squeeze further into the room. Now, Tim stood stock-still in his tracks.

“In fact,” his younger brother piped up, “say less.” The Beta and the blue-clad Alpha took a slow step back, cautiously making their way to the threshold. Dick knew if he or Tim made any sudden moves, Jason would attack and wouldn’t let up until they submitted.

That wasn’t something any of them wanted to deal with.

“I’ll come back for the socks another time.” Dick huffed a laugh. Jason appreciated him for that, but his patience was wearing thin. For every step back his brothers took, Jason took one forward. He then grabbed the door and slammed it shut.

With Dick and Tim on the other side now and hopefully making their way out of his building, their presence lingering in the air like a threat, the urge to chase still clawed at him. You were in the next room and every instinct screamed at him to protect you, to secure his territory. A low growl rumbled in his chest as he fought the urge, forcing himself to focus. Kicking them out had been the right choice, but the Alpha still simmered beneath the surface.

After a moment, he hastily made his way over to the shared room where your scent was strongest.

Jason went to open the door, but the handle was locked. For weeks, he had been trying to convince you to take the necessary precautions to stay safe while you were alone. He was glad you had listened to him —except for now when he desperately wished you hadn’t. His Alpha clawed furiously in his chest, urging him to get to you.

He lifted his hand, intending to knock on the offending piece of wood. Instead, he pressed his forehead against the door, digging his nails into the palm of his fist.

Deep breath in, and out.

His nerves settled, but just barely. Knowing you were right there on the other side did little to help. To him, everything that mattered lay beyond that door.

Your whine filtered through, and his adrenaline spiked again.

“Baby, are you okay? Do you need-” Do you need me? I can help you. Please let me in, he wanted to say.

He was shaking. He wanted to rip the door off its hinges, to tear it apart, but he would rather drown in the pits than make you afraid of him. So, he slid to the floor, trying once again to calm the growling in his chest.

Breathe in.

His head swam, dulled to everything around him yet acutely aware of your presence just a few feet away. He heard a scuffle and a soft tumble on the other side of the door.

Breathe out.

A few clicks sounded, and the handle turned in his grip.

Breathe in.

The door wrenched open, and he was struck with the most delectable scent.

In. And in. And innn.

Jason filled his lungs with it, tasting the air on his tongue and savoring the flavor on his palate. It was heady and warm, with the unmistakable and sweet lilt of an Omega in full heat. He opened his eyes—he didn’t even remember closing them—and there you stood. You were clad in the oversized tee he had worn before he left, the fabric hanging down to the tops of your thighs.

You were panting, dazed, your hair a mess from pulling at it as you spiraled into heat. Your eyes threatened to spill with frustrated tears.

You looked beautiful. And if he hadn’t already been on his knees, he would have dropped to them at the sight of you alone.

He noticed the haphazard pile of cloth on the bed. Your nest. He was devastated. He wanted to be there for you, but he left you alone to bear this.

“Jason, I-” You hiccuped, leaning forward with shaky hands. He straightened on his haunches, his hands gently trailing up the hot skin of your legs. You pressed your face against his temple, your breath warm and ragged.

“I need you, please..!” you sobbed into his jaw.

And—shit—he’ll help you. He’d give you everything you needed, anything you asked for.

Jason scrambled up from the floor, his grip firm as he wrapped your legs around his waist. Holding you securely, he made his way toward the bed, every step deliberate, every movement careful.

“I got you, I got you,” he murmured, his voice low and steady, grounding you as he held you close. It only took two strides until he reached the bed where he placed you down into the warmth of the nest and made his way in himself, careful not to disturb the hard work you put into making it.

Before he could let you go, you pulled him into a steamy kiss, desperate and needy. He bit your lip tenderly then released it with another kiss of his own and trailed a large hand up your front to your breast, pinching and teasing one sensitive nipple and taking the other into his mouth, the large shirt bunched up at your neck. You moaned and your back bowed under his ministrations. His touch left a path of electricity tingling across your skin, it sent tingles down your spine to the tips of your toes.

He pulled the large shirt off you and threw it away from the bed. He tossed his own just as quickly. Jason then worked to take off his belt, eyeing your bare form hungrily.

You sat up, assisting him even though he didn't need it. You were frantic. As he threw his belt to the ground, you were already going after his fly.

"Shit.." Jason murmured, taken by how direct you were being.

You unbuttoned and unzipped his pants.

He pushed the jeans and underwear off his body, and he felt your hands reach for him. He quickly grabbed your wrists, firmly pinning them down to the mattress. You whined, and he responded with a low, rumbling growl. The sound wasn’t just deep, it resonated through you like a live current, igniting every nerve it touched. It set your pulse racing, every thrum of his growl fanning a fire that refused to be contained. It was an Alpha’s call, raw and commanding, demanding a response your body couldn’t ignore.

Your legs snapped open to beckon him closer, hips raising desperately, and you felt it. His cock lay on your front just reaching your belly button, it was thick and heavy, red and rippled with veins, his head so leaking with his arousal that it dripped onto your stomach. A wave of helplessness surged through you, leaving you trembling and mind reeling with each moment he spent not in you. Pleas and half-formed sentences tumbled out of your mouth like the tears from your eyes.

His thumb glided tenderly across your cheek, warm and deliberate, as if tracing the path of your tears. He pressed a lingering kiss to the corner of your lips, savoring the faint taste of salt— he hated making you cry, but he loved the way you looked when you were needy like this. A guilty pleasure he would never admit.

He sat back up and hooked one of your legs over his shoulder. It was then as he went to line himself to your entrance that his breath stopped, he swallowed hard. Any other time he would work you open slowly, and he figured with your heat, he wouldn’t need to, but goddamn.

Your pussy was drooling.

He wanted to have his fill of you, to taste you and spell his name on your clit with his tongue over and over again. Marking you in one more way for himself. And fuck, he just might... He was salivating at the thought of getting his mouth on you.

Breath ragged, Jason traced a thumb up the seam of your opening, gathering your slick and almost dipping his finger into you before he pressed teasingly to the bundle of nerves at the top. You hissed a whine and arched your hips up for more. He instead pulled back his hand, where a sticky, thick trail of your own slick followed behind, it reminded him of honey. He popped it into his mouth— And tasted just as sweet, he groaned.

“Jason, please- I swear to god if you don’t do something,” Your voice snapped him out of his reverie. His eyes flicked to your own and down where you gripped desperately at his thighs and raised your hips once again, willing him to fuck you like he ought to, like he promised.

He then finally, finally started to push into you. You’re tight and warm. He rocked into you slowly, you can feel his cockhead slip in, parting you, and all your thoughts dissolved on your tongue, swept away by the sudden rush of pleasure that rendered your mind blank. At Jason’s final thrust, his hips are pressed flush against your own.

You felt deliciously full, and he watched your eyes flutter closed as you savored the moment’s perfection. A warmth spreading through you that almost made a purr rumble in your throat. You felt all of Jason inside you, filling you, pressing you. Amazing. So much better than your fingers.

His eyes locked with your hazy ones, your gaze glazed over with a debauched satisfaction.

“How you doin’, babe?” He huffs out.

You lick your lips and nod to him. He pressed his forehead to yours and laughed, low and breathy.

He was shaking holding himself there, steady for you to get used to his stretch until you carded your fingers through his hair in a silent plea.

To which He slowly pulled his hips away and promptly snapped his hips back to you. The sound that fell from your lips was wanton and so, so perfect. That had his Alpha howling. He needed another.

Jason’s restraint shattered, and he gave himself over completely to blind, ravenous, ruthless carnality.

Your voice went higher, shameless in its desire as he fucked you like his life depended on it. Pistoning himself into you, the headboard slammed repeatedly against the wall.

Although he fortified the apartment with soundproof doors and walls, Jason was sure even the neighbors two floors down would know his name.

Let them hear.

And he told you as much, your moans tumbled out of you non-stop, falling right into his ear and it sent shivers down his spine. He ran his tongue over his teeth before lapping at your neck and nipping at the tender and swollen scent glands there.

“Shit, please, Jason.”

Your voice high and full with need as you clutched at his shoulders and slammed your hips up to meet his own. You wanted him closer.

You felt the bite break skin, your body seized up and tightened around him as you keened with abandon. The Alpha tightened his jaw, tongue lapping up the blood as it seeped from the wound, beastly sounds pouring from somewhere deep in his chest. You had never felt anything so right in your entire life as this Alpha's teeth buried in you.

You frantically clawed at his back and writhed against him as you came, trying to push him away or bring him closer— you didn’t know. Jason held you tight all the same.

Jason was everywhere, he squeezed your waist, fondled your breast, mouthed under your neck then kissed you so deeply it was dizzying. Your Heat made him delirious, it wrapped around him and held him tight. He wanted to drown in you, to lose himself in every breath he took, as if you were the only thing keeping him alive.

Now Jason’s pace was growing erratic, he took your legs and folded you in half, bringing your knees to your shoulders and holding them there in his bruising grip. His voice fanned hotly against where he was pressed to your jaw.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck-”

You're practically suffocating up against him, chords of the muscles in his neck strained against your face as you tried to meet him thrust for thrust. You wanted more of him and to feel him deeper. In that moment you didn’t think, acting only on instinct as you sank your teeth into Jason's neck.

His eyes rolled back and you moaned into the flesh in your mouth as you both came. He thrusted himself in deep, filling you with his hot seed as he milked out the last shivers of your climax. He felt himself swelling, throbbing, his knot plugging you up and keeping him inside you. When you both stilled, panting and spent, he felt you release your bite and he gently lowered your legs to the sheets.

It took a solid minute or two before you came back around, limbs splayed, body jelly. Jason petted the shine of sweat from your brow, both of your breathing still heavy.

“Good?” Jason managed.

You nodded, and nodded, and nodded, mouth open. He smiled.

Jason’s gaze landed on a half-empty water bottle sitting on the nightstand. Snatching it up, he uncapped it in one swift motion and gently lifted you, pressing the bottle to your lips. He didn’t move, watching intently, until he was sure you’d had your fill. Only then did he take a long swig for himself before setting the bottle back on the table.

It’ll be about a half hour before the swell of his knot went down, he reasons. He tucks his hips in close and rolls you both over so you lay on top of him, careful not to tug on where you were tied together. He pressed a lingering kiss to the top of your head, feeling the soft rise and fall of your sigh against him. You kiss him back, fluttery and soft and tired just under his jaw.

——

Quite a few hours had passed, and it was daybreak now.

There was a clock on the nightstand by the bed, but he hadn’t bothered to read it and he didn’t care to. You consumed his every thought as you lay beside him, fast asleep.

After that first wave, positions began to change. He held you up and against him, jackhammering into you as he spread you open in front of the full length mirror across from the bed. He was below you and you rapidly bounced on his cock wailing and moaning as he fingered your clit. You were on your knees on the bed, his old shirt pressed to your mouth, fingers gripping the bed sheets as he kneaded your ass in delirious appreciation and left bites up your spine.

Now, you were sprawled on your back, one arm stretched wide while the other rested lightly on his, as if even in sleep, you needed to feel him close. The sight tugged at something deep within him, and he couldn’t help but smile. The moment filled him, rich and sweet, like honey spreading across his soul.

He laid on his side with his head in his hand as he lazily traced every mark on your warm skin. You were beautiful, a work of art.

His gaze lingered on the angry red bites scattered across your neck, a vivid reminder of his claim. A low purr rumbled through him, his Alpha stirring with satisfaction at the thought of bearing identical marks, a matching testament to the bond that tied you both together.

His eyes moved over the rest of your body to see trails of hickeys and bite marks, disappearing into the place between your legs where he had resided earlier.

He kissed your forehead and slowly, carefully left the bed. He stepped over the articles of clothing and bedding strewn across the room and made his way to the bathroom.

He returned to your side with a wet washcloth, and he gingerly shifted your leg to clean away the mess in between. He saw how swollen your entrance was, still leaking with his spend and your slick, and the second set of bite marks on your inner thigh. Mating marks.

The bruises on your body and scratches on his would fade over time, but these and the ones on your neck would stay.

After tossing the washcloth into the basket of soiled clothes, he retired back to the bed with you, lifted the blanket over you both and pulled you back into his embrace.

And as the morning light streamed through the curtains, casting a soft glow over you, he continued to take you in. Although he wasn’t there for the beginning, he vowed to be there for you everytime after.

——

Lmk what you think!

- Goob

[whywouldisayprinter]

In the least sexy and most sfw way ever:

Can't stop thinking about Tim accidentally becoming the Wayne Family Pack alpha in an omegaverse au

It would be hilarious, Jason would be pissed and Tim would be stressed af

(Ask me about this I have thoughts tm)

[spirit-lanterns]

No because being so subby that it makes literally every other sub ever to exist ever in the fabric of the multiverse turn into doms is a phenomenon that needs to be studied I think

AKA, I (the Super Sub) am fully in support of Alpha!Tingyun propaganda. Thank you for coming to my ted talk

Ahem, no offense anon. But I believe I am the super sub of this blog /lh 😌

But anyways, I am a firm believe that if you sub hard enough with another sub, it cancels out and the other sub becomes a switch just for you (I think this is how it works. Idk I’m bad at math) but subs turning other subs into doms is so hot. It’d be interesting to see Tingyun originally thinking she is a beta because she hasn’t shown any signs of being an omega or an alpha (tho she believes she might turn into an omega because she can’t see herself domming) but when you walk by it’s like NEURON ACTIVATION. I WANT TO DOM. BREED BREED BREED.

Imagine being so subby and such an attractive omega that you make betas/omegas feel the need to present as alphas 😨

[spectrum-spectre]

oh man... I just experienced A Thought™ again

I'm never gonna write this, so if someone else wants to, go right ahead (preferably with credit, please):

Everyone thinks that Steve Harrington and Eddie Munson are alphas, but they're actually hiding their true designations--not because they're scared omegas, but because they're both secretly betas.

They're mimicking! You obviously can't choose what you present as (unless you go through bitching or studding, but this is rural Indiana in the 80's; nobody in that town has ever even heard of these things)--

BUT! Your designation can be partially influenced by your environment! That's why Steve's dad made him join three different sports teams; to encourage his body to develop into that of an alpha. Except, well... Steve doesn't really want that. He hates the culture surrounding alpha males, but he also sees how the world treats omegas of all genders, and he doesn't want to play a part in any of that bullshit. So his body decides to present as something else entirely.

Eddie's story was much the same, but he also went through a different kind of pressure from his family. His parents fought a lot, so he would play the mediator in a desperate attempt to keep them together (and so his dad would target his anger at him instead--just like he does with bullies at school).

Steve sees alphas as assholes, and Eddie sees alphas as abusive, but they both recognize they would be granted a certain level of safety and social standing if everyone thought that they were alphas instead.

That's not even getting into the fact that betas aren't exactly a hot commodity; Steve is terrified that people will find him boring--or worse, undesirable.

They came up with the plan together. Steve was a sophomore, and Tommy had dared him to try buying weed from the weird junior who still hadn't presented *yet. Eddie had just seen his last client for the day, but as soon as Steve approached the picnic table, both their presentations hit at the same time. There's no beta equivalent of a heat/rut, they just... suddenly Know™ that's what their designation is.

It was actually Steve's idea, at first. He remembered reading a book about mimicry in elementary school, and when he mentioned Monarch Butterflies, Eddie came up with the nickname King Steve (it only stuck because other students overheard Eddie refer to him as that while snarkily muttering under his breath). He helped Steve flesh out the details of the plan, and the two came to an agreement: they'd try to prevent targeted harassment from their respective cliques, under the threat of mutually assured destruction.

*in my mind, they go through their initial puberty around ages 11-13, and then their presentation/second puberty hits around ages 14-16. I imagine Steve was freshly 16, with Eddie just a few weeks shy of turning 17, so he was a bit of a late bloomer.

[irregular-child]

Ok so...

me and @whitetape were hanging out the other day, and all of a sudden he pops up and asks me...

"Is it taboo to have a picture of an omega in their nest?"

Yes, my loves, we're discussing the omegaverse!

We chatted for a while and came to the following conclusions

TABOOS:

It is not taboo to have a picture of an omega in their nest, if the omega consented

An empty nest without an omega in it , with the omega's consent, is ok but looked at weird

It is ok to post a picture of an omega in their nest, but is seen as nsfw and more conservative types think its not ok, irregardless of the omega's state of dress

It's seen as never ok to post an empty nest outside of a nsfw/fetish context

BUT

There are parts of the internet where people post nest pics in an aesthetic way

Advice columns/reddit asks/etc

Though these are usually nests posted by the omegas that own them

There are some exceptions, such as non-omega parents with omega children

These are usually asking for advice or help with helping their children build nests

BEHAVIOR:

Nests were traditionally seen as an omega only thing, and kinda still are, but as time goes on, acceptance grows for non-omegas building nests

There are usually children of omegas who miss the sensation of nesting with their dams, or people very close to their omegas with the same motivation

The acceptance exists but non-omegas nesting seen as different to omegas nesting

The act of nesting for omegas is inherently instinct driven behavior

While the act of nesting for non-omegas is seen as more of a comforting act, the same as a child sucking their thumb

CULTURAL NORMS:

The typical timeline of an omega inviting their partner into their nest varies from omega to omega

But culturally in the west, the typical expected timeline is 3-4 months into the relationship

There are some non-omegas, generally alphas, who are pushy about it since its commonly seen as a trust thing

Though the real shitbags will twist it into a "you don't love me" thing

This 3-4 month mark is where a lot of people end relationships

For those who make it past that, the 2 1/2-3 year mark is usually when the omega allows their partner to start referring to it as "their nest" instead of just the omega's

This could happen as early as 1 year into the relationship, some couples go 10 years together without talking about it, but 2 1/2-3 years is the norm

Most omegas take the subtle approach of slipping it into conversation, as to not spook their partners for various reasons

Though some do prefer to have a conversation about it

NESTS:

Typically, nests are made of the basic materials of blankets, pillows, and scented clothes

The scents may be from a romantic partner, close friends, family members, pack members, etc

It just has to be from someone the omega holds dear

Other materials/nest behaviors vary on an omega to omega basis

Some omegas like having stuffed animals in their nest, some see it as childish

Some omegas keep any important items, no matter the material (laptops, notebooks, water bottes, meds, etc), others have a strictly soft items nest

Some omegas eat in their nests, others don't even drink water in their nests

Some omegas clean all nests materials at once, others stagger different materials at different times

Some omegas allow pets in their nests, others keep them out

These preferences can also cause the end of relationships, especially in omega/omega relationships

A good portion of omega/omega relationships sleep in separate nests/beds/rooms

Other than partners, generally only dams and younger, non-omega siblings are allowed in an omega's nest

However, behavior towards non-omegas being in nests are finnicky in general

Betas are generally ok, up to presentation

Alphas are generally kicked out around age 7, since its the age when gender roles are more heavily cemented in children

We will be back folks! Next time with presentation worldbuilding! :D

[martian-writes]

Trinkets Of Desire

Izuku stood outside the small school hut of the village, watching and counting as his students trickled into the hut. He pulls his shawl closer to his body as there's a soft chill in the air. It is the first sign that the summer was coming to an end, it also meant the annual mating run would start soon.

The village will be buzzing in preparation. Izuku was not looking forward to it.

When Izuku entered his classroom all the pups were loudly chattering, excitement buzzing in their barely there scents.

"What's got you all worked up?" Izuku asks as he looks around his class with a small smile.

One of his students raises her hand, "What's a mating run?"

"Oh I know! I know" another shouted so he nodded allowing them to answer, "Its when a soon to be mated couple chase each other into the woods!"

"No its when an alpha chases his soon to be mate into the woods" Another shouts

"My dam says omegas chase their mate" another says

The class turns to their teacher, "Well, which one of us is right, Sensei?"

Izuku smiles and decides to toss out his lesson about the changing seasons to discuss the mating run. He beckons the pups to sit on the rug with him and he waits till they are all sitting.

"Technically you all are" He says and then giggles when the children groan "The mating run is for anyone who wants to become with their special someone. Secondary genders do not matter really, but typically in other villages alphas will chase their chosens into the woods."

"Our village is different isn't it?" A pup with brown hair says "We have different rules"

Izuku smiles brightly and nods, "It's an omega's choice. They do the chasing."

The classroom fills with 'Oohs' and 'Ahhs'.

Every year Izuku's village has a mating run at the end of summer. Alphas give their chosen omega a scented, wearable trinket; a scarf, shirt, a blanket. The omega will wear said trinket to the mating run as a way to represent their chosen alpha and find them in the woods.

The mating run takes place during the last week of summer, prior to that the alphas get a three day head start to get into the woods, set up camp and wait till their chosen one either finds them and spend the week mating/bonding OR their chosen does not choose them and they leave the woods unmated and maybe a bit heartbroken.

They'd have to try again next year, you know, so long as they dont react badly to the rejection. It doesn't happen often but when it does, an alpha is banned from the mating run for the next year.

Some omegas received many trinkets from many different suitors, others received one from the alpha they've been courting. Mating runs are not JUST for courting couples or the unmated. It is also seen as a sport for already mated couples to grow closer, it's really sweet to see an older couple getting ready to do a mating run.

Keeps the magic alive you know.

Originally the mating run was just for natives /only/ but then people would come from all over to participate in the run. The village elders did not see a reason to stop participants as long as they followed the village customs. Plus it brought in trading with all new foot traffic the village thrives greatly this time of year.

"Um Sensei" a student shyly messes with the bottom of their shirt, "How do you know who to choose?"

"You feel it" Izuku says

"Feel it?" The pup echoes

Izuku hums and points to their chest where their heart is, "In here. You'll know the moment you give your chosen a trinket. Or receive one"

The pup beams and Izuku grins.

Truthfully Izuku wouldn't know. He is /never/ participated in a run before despite the many suitors he gets every year. It's really sweet when all these shy alphas come and leave him trinkets or hand them to him with blush high on their cheeks, stammering through a statement about how they hope he chooses them.

He always feels really bad when the end of the week comes and he is handing trinket after trinket back to the suitors. Technically he doesn't have to return them, they were given to him with the purpose of being woven into his nest hopefully. The trinkets are /his/ but Izuku never feels right keeping them.

'It gives them too much hope if I keep them' Izuku said once to a village elder when they asked why he spent so much time giving the trinkets back with an apology.

It'd be better for the alphas to give up on him, find someone who wanted to be mated. But some alphas no matter how many times they get rejected, they try /every year/.

Rejection makes them determined.

A student raises their hand but shouts their question out anyway, "Because our village is an omega choice, is that why old man Yagi never got mated?"

"Yes! Some omegas decide that they don't have an alpha or to be mated. And that's perfectly okay" Izuku informs.

"Are you /never/ going to get mated Sensei?" Another asks

Izuku's cheeks go up in flames from embarrassment, "I- well- you see-"

"I'M NEVER GONNA RUN FOR ALPHAS" A student jumps and yells "THEY'RE GROSS"

This starts an up roar of yelling and for once Izuku is grateful for. Izuku wouldn't know how to explain himself.

The village thinks Izuku is going to be like Toshinori Yagi, the oldest unmated omega in the village. He is a little inclined to agree, he doesn't have an interest in having an alpha and being mated. He prefers teaching the youth, being there for his village and people.

Izuku is /happy/ with his little life.

The day drags on and the pups learn about their village's mating run and customs. Some students can't wait for their turn to run and others are determined to not participate /ever/.

Izuku giggles as he claps his hands to gather the children's attention, "Okay pups! Time to head home!"

"Okay Sensei!" The class says in unison.

Izuku walks toward the hut door to find an alpha standing there. Izuku recognizes him, he helped the alpha's older sister give birth to her first pup during the winter.

"F-for y-ou" the alpha stammers thrusting a neatly wrapped rabbit pelt into Izuku's hands. Blush high on his cheeks "I hope you chose me"

Izuku grasps the pelt and says, "You know you'll be getting this back as soon as the run ends, right?"

The alpha looks at him in the eyes, "Maybe this year you run."

Izuku knows what the alpha means, what he hopes for.

'Maybe this year you run for me'.

Izuku wont. He /knows/ he won't but that doesnt matter to the alpha.

The alpha holds hope.

Izuku's students squeal with excitement having witnessed the interaction. The green haired omega simply shakes his head at his class before sending them on their merry little way.

And so it begins. Another season of the mating run.

- - - -

Hizashi, a village elder watches with a grin as an alpha gives Izuku the first trinket of the mating run season.

He taps his mate Shouta, "Sho look!"

The alpha who was resting with his head in his omega's lap, cracks an eye open to watch the interaction, "Already? Its just got a little cold today"

Hizashi snorts, "It's never too early"

Shouta turns over burying his face in his mate's stomach, "Tell Toshinori to get the good wine ready"

- - - -

× × ×

"I swear this is the right place" Denki says, staring at his map, he twists it to one side then the other. He even squints, "it's supposed to be-"

"DOES THIS LOOK LIKE THE ENCHANTED FOREST TO YOU?" Katsuki shouts pointing toward the heavily decorated entrance of a small village

"Well no b-but" Denki pauses tilts his head as he stares at his map "Oh man Bakubro you'll never believe this"

Katsuki squints and Denki turns the map right side up.

"I had the map upside down!" The blonde omega turns the map around to show his pack leader with nervous laughter.

Katsuki roars only in the way an annoyed alpha can. Denki yelps like a scared dog and dashes behind the only other alpha in their small little pack.

"MINA SAVE ME" He yells

Mina pinches the bridge of her nose and takes a deep breath. They've been traveling for ages looking for this enchanted forest that holds this enchanted sword or whatever the hell thing their leader is looking for. He swears this is what he needs for his 'wandering journey'.

See in their tribe when a pup hits a certain age, they go on a wandering journey. To, you know, find themselves, find what guides them, what drives them. You know, have an epiphany of sorts.

Mina thinks it's more metaphorical than literal.

"Why don't we calm down, yeah?" Hanta says pushing out his muted chamomile scent. As a beta he scent isn't strong but it does the trick to weave the tension out of his pack members. "Look let's go into village, find a travelers tavern, bunker down for the night and figure out our next steps in the morning"

Eijirou, the other omega in the pack, slaps a hand on Katsuki's shoulder, "Yeah come on! Im /starving/"

Katsuki doesn't say anything, well not anything audible. He grumbles and shoves Eijirou's hand off his shoulder but leads his pack into the small village. They follow behind him eagerly and quickly, best not to piss off their already irritated alpha.

The village is bustling with noise, people carrying flowers, baskets and all sorts of decorations. It takes the pack 20 minutes to gain someone's attention to ask about a tavern and another 10 to gain the barkeep's attention to ask for a room to stay in.

"One room?" The barkeep says eyeing the pack of 5 "You sure? The rooms are a little small. We can give you two so you guys can stretch out a little"

"One room" Katsuki says with finality in his voice.

They are in a new, unfamiliar place, it's best they stick together.

Mina drapes herself over Katsuki and pinches his cheek, "One room works great! Our pack leader likes us to be close"

Katsuki snarls but doesn't bother shoving her off or denying the claim. So what if he does? What kind of leader would he be if he let something happen to his pack?

The barkeep laughs and nods, "that's a good pack leader"

"The best!" His pack says in unison.

He does not preen nor blush over the praise.

That's stupid.

The barkeep sets the pack up in their biggest room. Which isn't much bigger than the rest but they have enough space that they aren't stepping on each other. After settling in they head back down into the tavern for a quick meal and some information fishing.

"I wonder what's got this village so excited," Denki says watching as two omegas giggle amongst themselves.

"Isn't it a little too early for an autumn festival?" Eijirou questions sliding into his seat next to his mate- Mina, at the table.

Katsuki shrugs, "Different places gots different customs and culture"

Still the buzz of the village peaks the pack's curiosity.

- - - -

Today's the day!

The sun is shining!

The mating run season is upon the village and Hitoshi has purchased his trinket for his chosen.

It is a simple shawl, black lace with hand embroidered flowers that grow naturally around their village. It is neatly folded, thoroughly scented and neatly topped with a purple ribbon.

He is sure his chosen will love it.

"Good luck," the shopkeep says with a soft smile as Hitoshi leaves. 

"Thank you!" Hitoshi replies before leaving.

The lavender haired alpha quickly makes his way through the village toward the school hut. It's a little early in the morning and the village pups are most likely on their way to the school.

But the earlier the better. Hitoshi wants to be the first to give Izuku a trinket today.

"Young Hitoshi!" Someone calls out to him.

He turns to find old man Yagi looking at him with a smile.

Hitoshi bows his head as one does to the village elders, "Good morning Yagi”

Yagi points to his trinket, "For Izuku?"

Hitoshi feels the blush rise high on his cheeks. He is a little embarrassed that everyone knows who he is going to give his trinket to. But he guesses when you gift to the same person for several years, it is not hard to put two and two together.

"I have a /good feeling/ about this year," Hitoshi says with a smile.

Yagi laughs happily, "Well then good luck to you my boy"

Then Hitoshi is on his merry little way. He is just a few feet away from the school hut, he can see Izuku's green curls bouncing as he speaks to the pups that enter when Hitoshi is /smacked/ with the scent of apple maple.

His head turns to follow the scent, his eyes finding a blonde haired omega with a smile like the sun and a laugh like bells.

Suddenly the trinket in his hand feels /wrong/.

He needs to do /better/.

- - - -

The barkeep wipes down the counter as he converses with the small pack of five.

"Does the mating run bring you lot here?" The barkeep asks, eyeing the fact that there are three unmated members in this pack.

"The mating run?" Mina echoes

"Is that what has the village so lively?" Denki questions

The barkeep nods, "it's a special time for our village"

"Aww a mating run" Mina cooes wrapping her arms around Eijirou "I want /us/ to do mating run"

Eijirou laughs leaning into his alpha's touch, "Why? We are already mated"

Mina rubs her cheeks against his, "Oh but I want to chase you into the woods. Follow your scent wherever you lead me /my love/"

"Even if I lead you to the ends of the earth?" Eijirou questions turning his face so their noses brush

"Even then".

Katsuki rolls his eyes at the display.

Gross those two are. Cute but gross, no shame at all to make such declarations in public.

"Sorry little alpha" The bar keep says, "its omega's choice"

This peaks Katsuki's interest but he does not show it. Most villages alpha's do the chasing so this is /new/ for him and his pack.

"Omega's choice?" Hanta questions

"Alphas gotta give their chosen omegas scented trinkets so if the omega choses them. They follow the scent into the woods" The bar keep says leaning on the counter, "alphas gotta go three days ahead, find camp and hope their chosen chooses them"

Mina squeals, "Oh I love this /even more/! Can already mated pairs do the run as well?"

"Sure can!" The barkeep replies "as long as you follow our customs. Most mated pairs in the village use this time to grow closer, keep their love alive, you know"

Mina then sets her sights upon her pack leader. And without looking at her Katsuki shakes his head.

"No" he states with no room for argument but it's Mina, she will /make/ room.

"Please please" She begs

"No"

"Oh pleaseee" She clasps her hands together

"Yer already mated pinky!"

"But mated pairs can still join!" She cries "Please Katsuki! Let's stay until after the run! Eijirou help me!"

Oh great. Here we go.

"Please please" The mated pair echoes together. On their knees, hands clasped in prayer motions.

Katsuki stares down at them, "No. We have places to be" 

"The enchanted forest might not even be /real/" Eijirou says which earns him a glare "Plus it would take us weeks to travel, since Denki read the map wrong"

"Hey!" Denki whines

"We've never did proper courting" Eijirou says "We didn't get /our/ mating ritual"

Which is true they did not. They didn't have /time/ for proper courting and a mating ritual, they all came of age around the same time and had to leave their tribe for their wandering journeys.

Separately. For the first time in all their lives their little pack was going to be without each other.

They agreed to meet up during the winter up north to see how far anyone had gotten in their journeys. Hanta had found himself learning different languages across the land, Denki had learned to become a healer with natural herbs and things of the land. Mina found herself training under a great warrior and learned to wield /any/ weapon.

That winter Eijirou had taken too long to meet up with them. A bad storm had set in and Mina had grown anxious waiting for him, so she went to look for him. Found him half buried in the snow and /freezing/.

She thought- they all thought he was going to die.

When Eijirou came too, she waited no time to ask to become mates.

So no they didn't properly court or have a mating ritual.

"Please! Ill-" Mina hugs her omega to her side We'll never ask for anything /ever again/."

Katsuki crosses his arms, "You ask for me shit all the time!"

"No but this time I'm /serious/! I wont ask!" Mina pleads.

Katsuki stares down at his pack mates, the word no on the tip of his tongue. They all completed their journeys, but Katsuki is /still/ wandering.

He is still /searching./

Hanta wraps his arms around his pack leader, "Come on pack leader! Who knows! Maybe you'll find something you are searching for"

Maybe the whole time, the thing he is searching for, is being the best pack leader he can be.

Katsuki side-eyes him. Eijirou's words of how the enchanted forest might not even be real ring loudly in his head.

Maybe this is where his journey leads him.

Katsuki sighs, "Fine. We'll stay till after the run"

The pack cheers and the barkeep laughs as they pull their leader into a tight embrace. While the pack learns of the rules and customs of this village about the mating run, Katsuki exits the tavern for some much needed air.

Katsuki watches the villagers bustle about, pups running and playing. As he takes a deep breath the scent of fresh pine dances under his nose, Katsuki lifts his head and opens his mouth slightly to huff in the air.

Scenting it. Something /deep inside/ of him stirrs.

- - - -

"Sensei" A pup giggles behind her hand "there is a shy alpha following you"

Izuku does not fully look over his shoulder, just tilts his head slightly. It's enough for him to catch the light blonde spikes hiding behind a hut.

It's that traveler alpha, word around the village is that his small pack is staying in the village for the mating run so that the mated pair in his pack can have their own mating ritual.

It's sweet, noble even of a pack leader to do such a thing.

But he has been trailing behind Izuku for a few days now. He thinks Izuku hasn't noticed but he isn't that /very good/ at being stealthy. It makes Izuku laugh a little, despite him wishing that alpha would leave him alone.

"I see," Izuku says to the pup, "Silly alpha huh?"

The pup nods and leans closer like she is telling a Izuku a secret and giggles, "He is very handsome"

Izuku just smiles and ruffles the pup's hair before sending her on her way home. Izuku then locks up the school hut and makes his way toward the market, mentally making a list of things he needs.

He is picking through spices when one of Hitoshi- an alpha Izuku has known for a long time, mothers calls his name.

It is his dam.

"Izuku, Izuku" The dark haired woman calls "Hitoshi is hurt"

"Hurt?" He echoes looking toward her.

She nods and frantically points to where Hitoshi sits on the floor, grasping his knee with his sire standing over him. Without any more questions Izuku follows the omega toward her son.

"Just put dirt in it! You'll be fine!" Hitoshi's sire says

"Please" Hitoshi says, eyes darting to and fro, high blush on his cheeks, "leave. You are embarrassing /me/"

"You are the one yelling about needing a healer" His sire replies waving her hand about before leaning closer to inspect her pup, "Tis is but a scratch"

Izuku crouches, "what seems to be the problem?"

"I-zuku" Hitoshi stammers, whipping his head around so fast, Izuku leans back to avoid getting slapped by the alpha's single beaded braid.

Hitoshi's sire and dam subtly bump fist as if what they were attempting has succeeded.

Izuku curiously eyes Hitoshi and watches as the alpha squirms. His lilac eyes never meet Izuku's green ones but his gaze forever falls in one place. On one thing, one person, one omega.

Izuku follows that gaze to find the electric blonde from the traveling pack,- Kaminari if Izuku remembers correctly. He helped one of the pups when they had scraped their knee climbing trees.

He is a healer, a skilled one.

Kaminari's eyes flick toward the scene while keeping the conversation with one of villager's going. It doesn't take long for Izuku to piece together what is happening, Hitoshi's sire and dam have read the situation wrong but Izuku has not.

Izuku stands dusting himself off before approaching Kaminari.

"Hi- excuse me" Izuku says smiling softly

Kaminari looks at Izuku and returns the smile, "Hello! Midoriya right?"

Izuku nods, "I know you are offly busy right now but my friend-" he points to Hitoshi who quickly turns his head away as his cheeks become redder "Has injured himself, the village healer is a long walks away from the market. I was wondering if you could help him as you did for one of my students"

Kaminari looks at Hitoshi, his nose flaring in obvious scenting before looking back at Izuku. "I would love to help!"

"That's great! Come with me!" Izuku replies, smiling big.

The two omegas walk back to Hitoshi, who flushes when the blonde omega squats to get a better look at him. Izuku giggles to himself as he watches the alpha stumble over his words. Then he takes his leave to finish his shopping.

He hopes Hitoshi gives the omega a trinket.

They are cute together.

- - - -

× × ×

Katsuki would hate to admit it outloud, /especially/ to Hanta of all people. But he thinks he found what he has been /searching/ for in this village.

He remembers when he left his tribe for his journey. Katsuki had asked his sire what he was looking for when he left.

"Youll know" His dam replied as she ruffled his hair.

"How" he questioned

His sire and dam smiled at him and his sire said, "You'll feel it. In your heart".

So correction, he /does not/ think he found what he has been looking for.

He /knows/ he found it.

Katsuki knows because his inner alpha howls in excitement when he smells that fresh pine scent. The way his heart picks up speed when he sees those green curls.

Katsuki knows because whenever he imagines the future now, he isn't unsure of where he'll be.

Katsuki /wants/ to be by his side.

The omega doesnt even know Katsuki exists.

Katsuki bites back a whine as he watches the omega receive /another/ trinket from another alpha.

It's the fifth one today. Katsuki can't even count the many he has received in the many days before.

Katsuki's inner alpha whines and claws to escape, to offer himself to the omega.

"What are you doing?" Mina questions from behind Katsuki who definitely doesn't jump ten feet in the air.

"Nothing!" Katsuki says, eyes narrowing at her, "What are /you/ doing?"

Mina adjusts the pack on her back and nods her head toward the woods, "Gotta set up camp. The mating run starts tomorrow"

Katsuki is only half listening, eyes still trained on the green haired omega.

"How does one enter the run" Katsuki questions, not looking at Mina.

Katsuki has never wanted a mate but then again Katsuki has never met someone who is so devoted to their people. Someone smelled of /home/ and who seemed to breathe life into everyone around them.

He breathed life into Katsuki and he doesn't even know the omega's /name/.

Katsuki has never wanted a mate more than he does right now.

Mina tilts her head, watching the forlonging look on her pack leader's face, not yet seeing /who/ the look was directed at. "Well you give your chosen, a scented trinket. Then you head into the woods, set camp and hope that your chosen finds you."

Katsuki doesn't respond, watching as the object of his affections laughs at something a pup is saying to him. The wind carries the sound to his ears, making his inner alpha pur at the sound.

"If i were you" Mina says softly, "I wouldn't waste my time. Izuku does not enter runs, all the alphas that have given him trinkets are going to be rejected in the end."

Izuku.

A beautiful name. For a beautiful omega.

"It's what the villagers say. But" Mina starts and leans closer to her leader "Maybe he is waiting for the right alpha"

Finally Katsuki looks at his pack mate, she smiles softly at him, knowingly at him.

"There's a trinket shop in the village. Half price for unmated alphas" She says adjust her pack once before starting to walk away. "Today is the last day to give an omega a trinket. So you best get going now, if you are gonna"

Then Mina is gone as fast as she came, her words echoing in Katsuki's head.

The /right/ alpha. Maybe Katsuki is the right alpha.

- - - -

Izuku is helping the elders set up the village square for the mating run, adding the last flowers to the pillars. When something /heavy/ is suddenly dropped on his shoulders, making him hunch slightly.

When Izuku turns his head his nose gets buried into the fur lining. Izuku's eyes flutter close when the scent of burning cedarwood, sweet yet smokey. It fills his senses and makes his inner omega pur.

He has /never/ smelled an alpha like this.

Izuku's eyes open and he watches at the traveler alpha's back as he heads into the woods with red ears and pack slung over one shoulder. He doesnt turn around to look at Izuku, he doesn't /even/ say a word.

Izuku pulls the cape off his shoulders and clutches it to his chest. He stands there staring even long after the alpha is gone. Those around Izuku whisper but he can't hear them over the thunderous beat that is his heart.

He has never participated in the runs before but why does he have the urge now?

- - - -

Denki ran his fingers over the woven bracelet an alpha had given him, making the cinnamon scent waft around him as he headed to the village square. He found so much comfort in the scent, and he /really/ liked the alpha who had given it to him.

Today is the second day of the mating run. Most omegas already headed out into the woods yesterday. But Denki wasn't sure if this trinket was a joke or not, alphas don't tend to /really like/ him.

He has too much spunk, he is too smart and outspoken for them.

"You are pretty to look at" An alpha had told him once "But you have too much... /personality/ if you know what i mean"

No. Denki didn't know what she meant. Was he a little loud? Energetic sure but Denki didn't think that meant he had 'too much personality'. Katsuki and Mina almost tore that alpha to pieces for hurting his feelings.

Some alphas wanted an omega who was soft spoken, fun to look at and who are submissive. Denki /isnt/ any of those things, so when that purple haired alpha with the pretty tired eyes had given him the bracelet. He thought it was a /joke/ but Hanta pointed out it was hand-made if it was a joke no alpha would go through the effort.

Denki figured Hanta was right or at least Denki was /really/ hoping he was.

When Denki reaches the square he notices two things:

1) The square of the village was decorated beautifully, fire torches lit it up with gentle flames, flowers and vines decorated the pillars. Happy scents of omegas and the villagers filled the area.

2) Midoriya.

The green haired omega paced back and forth in the square, he held Katsuki's cape tightly.

"Pack leader" Denki whispers to himself with a smile as he watches "You sly dog".

Midoriya paces forward like he is going to go into the woods. Denki wills him too, he has never seen his pack leader so smitten with someone. He has only interacted with Midoriya a handful of times but he feels like he and Katsuki would make a great pair.

Then the omega turns around and quickly leaves the square, Denki pouts for a moment before heading into the woods himself. There are many scents muddled and mixed in the woods, Denki scrunches his nose and turns his head because of how overwhelmed he is getting.

As he walks into the woods, he notes that some alphas have set up camp not that deep into the woods. Which would be /absolutely/ insulting (because not setting up camp deep in the woods meant you didn't trust your chosen to find you) if it weren't for the fact that they are /older alphas/, they smile and nod at Denki as he passes by.

One alpha already has his omega sitting beside him as he cooks fish.

"It feels like our first run" the older omega says scenting their alpha.

Denki smiles, he hopes to grow old like that with /his/ alpha. But first he has to find him, Denki's inner omega urging him to be quick.

/Hitoshi Hitoshi Hitoshi/

It chants.

Denki brings his wrist to his nose and takes a deep sniff, then he turns his nose to the air.

Passion fruit mixed with chili pepper - No that's Mina and Eijirou

Burned cedarwood- Katsuki.

Denki picks up a million other scents as he walks before the cinnamon scent curls under his noses and leads him to the left. He walks by a tree stump and the scent is a little /stronger/ but not overpowering.

"This way" He says to himself, "He is this way"

The faint scent is like breadcrumbs. Soft enough that if you /aren't/ scenting for  that specific smell you'll miss it.

Denki loses Hitoshi's scent in the midst of another scent, /really strong/ scent. It makes Denki cough as he pushes a branch out his way. An angry omega pushes past him, grumbling to herself.

"How dare she" She mutters "Heavily scenting as if i wouldnt be able to /find her/"

Denki winces as she stomps away. That /is/ also considered insulting, heavily scenting the area. The subtle scenting is fine, a small guide for your chosen but heavy scenting is to say you don't find your chosen strong enough, good enough to find you on scent alone.

Denki feels bad for the omega and the alpha. He hopes they can work it out for next year.

It's nightfall  when Denki reaches the area where Hitoshi's scent is strongest. He can smell the crackling of a fire along with Hitoshi's scent, feeling way too excited to walk.

He runs.

Happy chirps escaping his mouth as he does so. His inner omega purring happily as Hitoshi's scent becomes stronger. Denki can just hear the crackling campfire before he slides into a small clearing, running right into the alpha's back.

The alpha stumbles before turning around with a slight growl that dies when his eyes land on Denki.

"You came," Hitoshi whispers in awe, cheeks turning pink.

Denki holds up his wrist to show off the bracelet and breathlessly replies, "You asked me to"

"Yeah but you /chose/ me"

"Who else would I choose?"

- - - -

Katsuki looks around his campsite and chuffs proudly when he has determined that it is /perfect/ for his chosen. Unlike a lot of the alphas in these woods, Katsuki didn't make his camp a big 'I AM HERE' sign, did not alter or change what is around either.

His campsite blends in perfectly with the landscape around him.

It's something Katsuki believes Izuku will greatly appreciate. They have everything they could need in this small corner of the woods.

Now it is just the matter of /waiting/.

Katsuki would /love/ to pretend he isn't worried but he is.

And as the days go on and Izuku is a no show. Katsuki begins to wonder if he was too bold, wonder if he had made the right decision.

Slowly Katsuki tries to accept, he /was not/ chosen.

- - - -

It's the second to last day of the run, tomorrow at nightfall all the couples and the unmated alphas will leave the woods signaling the end of the season. There will be a feast, music and everyone will celebrate the end of the summer season.

Izuku clutches the cape in his hands and paces in the square /again/. He has done this everyday since the alpha dropped it on to his shoulders. His inner omega urges him to follow, to find the alpha but he, /himself/ struggles with this desire.

Izuku is /happy/ with his life. He loves helping his village, teaching the pups. He doesn't feel as though he is lacking in life, that something is missing. He doesn't wish for a life of adventure or that he was meant for more.

Izuku in his heart of hearts he knows that the life he leads is a /good one/, a fulfilled one. He doesn't feel like he /needs/ a mate and yet...

Izuku thinks he might /want/ one. 

Izuku whines pitifully before turning and leaving the square. He can't go into the woods because he /thinks/ he wants a mate, that alpha at least deserves a solid answer. He deserves an omega who is /sure/ they want to be with him and mated.

Old man Yagi watches Izuku leave the square, shoulders hunched and a pained look on his face. He knows the young omega is /struggling/, every year Izuku rejects the alphas with ease. Only ever setting foot in the square the final day to wait for the alphas to return their trinkets

But this year, /something/ had happened because everyday Izuku was in the square with a red cape in his grasp and he paced. Somedays Yagi thought he was going to go into the woods and then others he thought Izuku wasn't.

This year Izuku was battling between what he /wanted/ versus what he /already has/.

Good life. That could be greater if he just /listened/.

"Yagi drink up!" Hizashi yells sliding a cup to him "Izuku is 100% gonna reject all the alphas"

Yagi's hand curls around the cup but his eyes follow Izuku. Yagi abandons the cup and chases after Izuku, despite the game he and the other elders created.

They all wanted to see Izuku happy. So seeing him so distressed and torn was heartbreaking.

"Young Izuku" Yagi calls making Izuku turn around

"Yagi" Izuku says "How can I help you today?"

Yagi gives him a small smile, "Are you okay?"

Izuku forces a smile, "Im fine"

Yagi doesn't believe him, Izuku can tell in the way the older omega's eyes soften.

"Can I give you some advice? Omega to omega?" Yagi questions

"Of course"

"Whatever you desire. It can only add to whatever you feel on the /inside/. It can't give you something you don't /already have/" Yagi places a gentle hand on Izuku's shoulder, "Let your heart guide you."

Izuku stares at the older omega, slightly stunned. "R-right. Thankyou Yagi"

"Of course my boy" He replies, "just want to see you happy"

Later that night Izuku tosses and turns in his nest. Sleep evaded him, so he figured sleeping in his nest would bring comfort, ease his inner omega enough that he could sleep.

But it proved to be futile.

The scent of burning cedarwood calls to him. The red cape is in whole another room in Izuku's hut, his bedroom door is /closed/ and the scent still reaches him. Old man Yagi's words play in his head on a loop. His inner omega begging for Izuku to /just listen/.

Izuku is happy with his life. But the longer he thinks about Yagi's words and what /he/ feels.

Izuku realizes his desire will only /add/ to his already happy life.

And there is nothing wrong with being /extra happy/.

With that in mind Izuku packs a small bag, grabs the cape wrapping it around his shoulders and heads into the woods.

The moon is at its highest when Izuku leaves his hut. It's late and no one is in the square, the torches light the area in case someone either returned early or decides /last minute/ to enter the run.

The woods are a mix of many scents but mainly the scent of mating. It is so /strong/ that it could make a village priest blush. Izuku is sure his cheeks are bright red and he has to turn his nose into the fur collar of the cape to block it out. So late in the run, it's going to be difficult to track /his/ alpha.

But /not/ impossible.

Izuku walks further into the woods, using the scents around to avoid stumbling on to a mating couple. That would be bad for many reasons but mainly how territorial a mating couple could be even if this isn't their nest/den. 

Izuku stops walking when the faint scent of the alpha's wraps around his nose and leads him to the right. In the distance he can see a campfire burning so he heads that way, but as he gets closer he realizes the scent is /all wrong/.

The alpha stands up, excited and breathes "Izuku"

It's the alpha that had given Izuku the very first trinket of the season. Not that the green haired omega is /actually/ paying attention to him.

"Wrong" Izuku mutters absent-mindedly as he sniffs the air.

The alpha makes a face and right before he can even approach, Izuku catches the cedarwood scent again and takes off in a sprint. It's /stronger/ which means he is getting closer, he has no idea the way he has broken the other alpha's heart.

The scent leads Izuku /extremely/ deep into the woods which makes Izuku swell with excitement like he is on the tip of something /new/. Izuku giggles to himself when the scent is thickest and strongest in a cave.

"Silly alpha" Izuku huffs with a smile.

The heavy scenting by the cave says two things to Izuku.

1) that he is definitely close to where the alpha has set up camp.

2) The alpha has a sense of humor. By heavily scenting the cave, he was hoping to trip Izuku up as if Izuku would fall for that.

He /knows/ the alpha isn't in there.

A little further from the cave the land dips and if you haven't been in these woods before because of the amount of foliage you'd slip and fall and maybe break something. Izuku crouches, letting one hand slow his descent by dragging in the dirt as he slides down and into the surrounding area.

Izuku makes note of the river that flows off to his left and of all the willow trees. It makes this part of the woods look like something out of fairytales. Like something out the stories old man Yagi used to tell when Izuku was a pup. Its almost daybreak which means Izuku doesnt have much time to linger and take in this beauty.

But he /loves/ the area his alpha has chosen for their run.

The shadows of the night slowly recede as the sun slowly kisses the horizon. It's taken Izuku all night to find /his alpha/ but he finally did it. The alpha's scent is the thickest by two willow trees that lean toward each other, creating almost an arch-way, their leaves draping down nearly like curtains.

Izuku pushes the leaves out the way, stepping into a campsite that if it wasn't  for the last embers of a fire burning and an empty meat drying rack that has been built, you wouldn't even know someone was camping here. Everything in this area is untouched, it's obvious the alpha did his best to leave nature as is.

It warms Izuku's heart to know that alpha trusted him enough to find on scent alone. That the alpha believed that Izuku could, that he didn't need excessive scenting or a campsite that screamed 'Here' for him to find it.

Feeling giddy and ready to start on this  journey of newfound happiness, he searches for the blonde alpha. But the alpha isn't here and Izuku's inner omega whines.

"He is not here?" He wonders outloud, "Did he leave already?"

Izuku sits on a log by the dying fire, doubts filling his head.

He was foolish.

Foolish to follow his omega, to follow his heart, his desire. Adding to his happiness? What a ridiculous idea. This is just what he gets for waiting for so long to make a choice, of course the alpha-

Twigs snap and the sound of fish dropping /hard/ against the ground cause Izuku to whip his head around so quickly he almost falls off the log. There just a short distances away is /the alpha/ that has turned Izuku's whole world upside down simply because he wordless asked;

'Will you join the run for me?'

The alpha stays frozen, like he is too scared to move. Like if he /does/ move Izuku will disappear or get spooked. The omega takes this moment to really /look/ at the alpha.

He is tall and shirtless which shows off his toned muscles and scars that have stories to tell. Izuku wants to run his fingers over them and hear them all, around the alpha's neck is a necklace crafted from teeth and colorful beads. They look tribal and it makes questions dance along Izuku's lips. The alpha's hair catches the morning light and shimmers with it and his red eyes that look as though they were born from fire scan over Izuku.

Their scents fill the area, mixing and blending together creating /something new/. Izuku's eyes flutter close for a moment, taking in the smell that makes his inner omega purr.

/Home/

It says.

The word shakes Izuku to his core but not in fear- in a way that is /right/. There is no other way to describe it, when Izuku opens his eyes they lock on to red. His desire sings in his chest, old man Yagi's words ring in his head, 

'It can only add to what you feel on the inside.'

"I believe this is yours" Izuku says, his voice softly dancing across the open area. Breaking whatever trance they were in, whatever trance the alpha was in because he shakes his head slightly.

"What?" He rasps, his voice cracking then he clears his throat. "What's mine?"

Izuku takes a small step forward, gripping the edges of the cape to keep himself grounded. Then shyly Izuku tilts his head, baring his unmarked scent gland to the alpha, "Me".

- - - -

× × ×

Two years after the mating run

"Kacchan" Izuku calls softly as they make their way out of the small forest. They are just on the outskirts of Katsuki's tribe settlement, Izuku is both excited and nervous it's the first time he'll be meeting Katsuki's parents and tribe.

When the mating run had ended it shocked the village when Izuku had been the /last/ to leave the woods, they hadn't even known he went in. The celebration was in full swing when he exited with a fresh mating bite and proud alpha behind him.

The only one not so shocked was old man Yagi, he simply raised his cup of wine to him and winked.

Katsuki had chosen to stay in the village with Izuku, building a life together there. Izuku had thought that after the alpha would have wanted to leave, travel and go on adventure.

'You are my greatest adventure' the alpha had said.

When Izuku asked Katsuki if he wanted to go back to his tribe, the alpha simply said 'not yet'. He wanted Izuku all to himself, they were supposed to go visit in the spring that first year in time for Katsuki's tribe spring festival but Izuku had gotten pregnant with their first pup. 

Now their first pup is almost three years old  and Izuku is pregnant with their second. The omega thought it is a good time as any to visit before he would be too heavily pregnant to travel and before they ended up with an entire litter without Katsuki's parents knowing they were grandparents.

"Hm?" Katsuki hums, adjusting their pup on his shoulders.

The pup- Amaya is what they named her. Is a mix of her parents as far looks go, green curls with streaks of blonde. Wide, round red eyes and freckles beginning to dust her cheeks. Personality wise? She was /all/ Katsuki, they think she'll be an alpha like her sire too.

She has a nasty grip on Katsuki's hair and the alpha was doing his best not to wince, yelp or whine when the pup tugged on the blonde locks in excitement whenever she saw something she thought was cool.

"What if they dont like me?" Izuku says with a pout, his hand slowly coming to rub this small baby bump.

Katsuki rolls his eyes, Izuku has been concerned this /whole/ trip about that. Katsuki doesnt think that there is a single person that could come across Izuku and /not/ like him.

Even /animals/ like Izuku.

"Tch, they like you /more/ than they like me" Katsuki "I promise"

Izuku giggles a little, "That's impossible Kacchan. Everyone /loves/ you, you're amazing"

Katsuki looks over his shoulder at his mate, trying to hide the way praise from him makes Katsuki feel. "Only /you/ think that."

They walk in silence a bit more, aside from the occasional babble from Amaya when she spots a bird flying overhead. Katsuki looks at Izuku and can still see the worry on his mate's face, and can smell it in his scent. Katsuki knows Izuku's overthinking this, he also knows this worries Izuku so much because of hormones.

So the alpha stops, turns and faces Izuku, "You are amazing yourself you know? You are kind and selfless, you are so /smart/. You are an amazing teacher and great dam. The entire village is obsessed with you."

"Kacchan" Izuku whispers, tears lining his eyes. The ever crier his mate is.

"They'll love you. Not as much /me/ of course or Amaya but close enough" Katsuki grins letting one of their pup's feet go to open his arm and invite Izuku in for a hug.

In the middle of the hug and some extra scenting to ground Izuku. Amaya tugs tightly on to her dam's hair.

"AMAYA!" Izuku scolds rubbing his head, before scooping the pup off her sire's shoulders "That's not very nice little lady"

"NICE!" She squeals, slapping his cheeks.

Izuku nuzzles his pup's hands and Katsuki watches fondly, the happy scent of a happy family filling the area.

- - - -

The sun sinks lower in the sky, painting everything in shades of orange and deepening purple. The rich smell of roasting meats and freshly baked bread  drifts through the air as the small family reaches the settlement. When they pass the entrance of the settlement, laughter and lively chatter spill from nearby huts.

"Is that?" Someone says shielding their eyes from the evening sun "IT IS! WHERE'S MITSUKI AND MASARU?!"

Katsuki leans toward Izuku and says, "Here we go. Get ready"

Izuku laughs and smiles cradling a sleeping Amaya to his chest in her baby sling.

"BAKUBROOOOOO" Eijirou shouts running toward them with his arms open trailing behind him are three pups, all varying in height and obviously age.

After the mating run Katsuki's pack had split up. It was tearful- mostly Eijirou as his entire journey had led him to realize he'd rather adventure with his pack than without them, but he also desperately missed his tribe. So he and Mina left, not after adopting three pups that had lost their parents due to hunting accidents. Eijirou couldn't have any pups of his own, something to do with that snow storm he almost died in years ago. But he and Mina are happy with their pups and their new lives.

Denki ended up staying in the village with his mate Hitoshi, this year they will be welcoming their first pup. Although Denki is heavily pregnant and Hitoshi insists they stay in the village, they will be here in a few short days.

Hanta found work in a far away land working in a kingdom as an advisor. With his knowledge of many languages offers great help to the kingdom. Word is Hanta had found himself mated to a mystery prince, they won't be joining the pack this spring season but they'll be around for summer.

"GET OFF ME!" Katsuki shouts, shoving Eijirou away and snarling like a beast.

Izuku giggles while kneeling down so the Ashido pups can get a good look at Amaya.

"She is so chunky" the oldest pup says

"Like a blueberry" the youngest adds, although blueberries aren’t exactly chunky. 

"Can I keep her?" The second oldest asks

"You may not keep her" Their sire says from behind them with her arms folded "Sorry Izuku. Dont know whats gotten into that one"

Izuku smiles while packing scenting Mina, "It's fine. They might present as an omega soon. I remember trying to hoard all the younger pups in the village before my presentation"

Before Mina can even reply, Katsuki roars loudly, "PINKY GET YOUR SHITTY MATE BEFORE I CHEW HIS ARM OFF"

Izuku and Mina share a laugh before going to gather their mates.

"Kacchan no biting! That isn't nice! I see where Amaya gets it from" Izuku scolds pulling Katsuki away from Eijirou who is being tugged by Mina and their pups.

"I JUST MISSED YOU BAKUBRO" Eijirou shouts

Katsuki just snarls and grumbles "yeah yeah missed you too".

"All this /noise/" Someone says from above all the commotion "That's definitely /my/ brat"

Then the little crowd parts, an ash blonde omega who looks /exactly/ like Katsuki is walking toward them with a brown haired alpha behind her. It's obvious these are Katsuki's dam and sire, Mitsuki and Masaru.

Mitsuki stops in front of them, her eyes dancing between Katsuki and Izuku, their pup and Izuku's baby bump.

"Jeez Brat" She says "You didn't even let him rest after the first pup?"

Katsuki looks scandalized at the accusation and shouts "HE JUMPED ME!"

Izuku blushes furiously as Masaru cooes over Amaya who is slowly waking up.

"Would you like to hold her?" Izuku questions 

"May I?" Masaru replies with a soft smile.

Izuku nods, pulling Amaya from the sling and handing her to her grand-sire.

"You know son" Masaru starts as he lightly pack scents Amaya, "Most return from their journeys with new skills, knowledge-"

"Hell, even a rock" Mitsuki adds and Masaru laughs and nods.

"But you returned with a /beautiful/ family" Masaru says.

Katsuki chuffs proudly with a cocky grin on his face and pulls Izuku to his side.

"Fuck yeah I did" Katsuki says.

Izuku just looks around, taking in the sights, the sounds, and the scents that surround him with a large smile on his face. His inner omega purrs in pure happiness, his heart filling full with unshakeable happiness.

Desires cannot give you what you don't already have.

They can only add to it.

[homoqueerjewhobbit]

what do you mean that guys page isn’t about mpreg, that caption is so mpreg

I think from context, OP was trying to imply that was a photo of an Alpha who is going to get a bunch of (confusion and shock) cis women pregnant because he's such a Reddit Red-pilled macho Jordan Peterson Alpha Male who doesn't need consent because he goes to the gym and is descended from Western European Christians but now is all American hamburger truck sports man.

Meanwhile, we intellectuals know that that's an omega on the verge of heat presenting themself self to an Alpha whose pheremones they smelled.

It's just basic science. I saw it on Bill Nye.

(please note the original caption clearly indicates this omega uses they/them pronouns).

[edit: I always get Eastern and Western Europe mixed up whoops]

[animeomegas]

Ideal Valentines Day - Omega! Aizawa, Mic, Toshinori, Dabi

A/N: For the anon who asked <3 I wasn't vibing with Shiggy today, so I left him off. I feel like these all ended up being home dates, but I think being a hero or villain makes those easier lol. There are hints of n-sfw, but it's non-descriptive and very tame.

Aizawa

Actions speak louder than words for Aizawa, and I think his preferred love language for receiving affection is Acts of Service.

He has no need for material items, and that goes doubly for anything covered in hearts. I don't think he's a massive fan of chocolate. And flowers are just another thing that he has to sort out and try to keep alive as long as he can. No, he much prefers practical care on Valentine's day.

He wants you to pick him up from UA after work so he doesn't have to drive, a warm cup of his favourite coffee, far sweeter than his image would suggest, ready for him.

He wants to go straight home of course. When he walks through the door, he would love to see the house sparkling clean and tidy. It lifts a burden off him that he didn't even know was there.

There's no fancy outfits with him. He wants to immediately get changed into the comfiest clothes he has, and he would love if you did the same.

Dinner should 100% be his favourite takeaway, eaten on the couch, of course.

I don't know why, but I don't get the vibe that Aizawa is that interested in sex on Valentines Day. I think he'd prefer the intimacy to come from a shared bath or a massage.

And ideally the night ends early, so he can face tomorrow well rested, for once in his life.

Mic

Hizashi loves cheesy romance, he lives for cheesy romance! He eats, sleeps, and breathes it!

I think receiving gifts is something he loves, so get him a pink teddy bear, get him a comically oversized chocolate bar, get him a sappy card filled with cheesy love poems (bonus if you write them yourself.) He loves it all.

He also wants to be at home, because he's worried about people recognising him and interrupting the date.

He would love, love, love if he came home to a trail of rose petals to follow, he's always wanted to do that!

I think he'd enjoy cooking dinner together, just making a mess, playing around, listening to music.

Please pull him to dance with you, he will melt.

Once the food is eaten and the mess left for tomorrow, I think he'd want to do some sort of activity. A board game, a video game, painting together, anything! He's having fun as long as he's with you.

And then... well he's certainly not going to complain if one of your gifts to him was lingerie or a new 'toy'. And it would be rude to not try them out 😏

Toshinori

His idea of romance is old school. He developed his taste mostly from films, rather than experience, after all.

He wants roses so badly. He can't decide if it's more romantic to get a dozen roses, or just one, so he'll let you decide.

I think something private would be more meaningful to him because he's spent his life in the spotlight.

He wants you to meet him at the door with a rose/bouquet of roses, and then lead him into the living room of your home, where you've laid out a fancy dinner.

He wants the fancy dinner table to be set to the nines, he wants candles, champagne, and some food that he can eat. He wants classical music playing in the background.

And then he wants you to pull out his chair for him and wine and dine him until he's completely smitten, not that that's hard.

He doesn't mind if you order the food, but he'd prefer if you either made it by hand, or had it ordered from a special place as opposed to just off a food delivery app. He wants everything to feel special.

The best way to finish the night after dinner is with a movie. One of his favourite films, probably a ridiculous American action film or terrible romcom.

He needs some good old fashioned cuddling at the same time of course.

And because he's getting old, he wants to spend the final moments of the day tucked up in bed, talking about feelings and the future, and all the fuzzy things you're both looking forward to in your relationship.

Dabi

Dabi is softer than he will admit, which means Valentines Day with him involved tricking him into feeling loved.

You can't do things that are too typical, because he'll get spooked. If he comes home and sees heart shaped balloons or dozens of roses, he will flee the scene.

Luckily, he is utterly weak for pizza, so if he comes home and you've ordered his favourite pizza and got a video game/film set up, he can't resist.

"This isn't some weird Valentine's shit, is it?"

"It's just pizza, Dabi, but if you don't want any, I'll eat it all."

"What? In your dreams, knothead."

Once you've lulled him in with pizza and games, you can start putting the moves on him.

He's almost always down for sex, so that part is easy. The hard part is stopping him from escalating it into something rougher, and keeping it gentle.

He gets frustrated at first that you're being too soft on him, and it's at this point that you start lavishing him in praise and body worship. His frustration turns into bashfulness and Dabi gets kind of shy.

Let him know how much you love him.

And then, right when you're both about to drift off, wish him a Happy Valentine's Day.

[specialinterestshows]

Eat, Sleep, Breed

(Alpha!Rhea Ripley x omega!reader)

Summary: You’re in heat and needy for your Alpha. Based on an omegaverse request.

Part 1: “Your Love”

Part 2: “Tear You Apart”

Part 3: “Animal Attraction”

Part 4: “A Little Bit Harder Now”

[omegalerc]

https://www.tumblr.com/souvenir116/771042600504508416/mama-slayy?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/souvenir116/771043118896267264/omega-presenting-okay?source=share

Ricky, it seems that Charles is in heat

CHARLES LECLERC PROFESSIONAL LEG-SPREADER!!!

[lunevei]

my mate just made me a nest under his desk!!! a nest!! under the desk!!!!! A NEST UNDER THE DEEEESK AND IT JAS LIGHTS!!!!!!!!!!!

[crimsondreamprod]

I don't get to do these far-out art requests often, but when I do, I have fun! #omegaverse EraserCloudMic with Omega Aizawa and Alphas Present Mic and Oboro Shirakumo ! As usual, full image on the 🐦 app, 🐝 H1VE social, 💙 Sky, uncensored on my pay 🌲 onn!