#send me things bitches

[wheneverfeasible]

Omegaverse AU where Steve presents as an alpha just like his father always wanted, just like everyone expects, just like he was supposed to. He exclusively dates betas, scoffing and saying omegas weren’t good enough for him. He said they were too needy, too annoying, too pathetic. He was an alpha.

He hates it.

The truth is that Steve always wanted to be an omega, always wanted to soft and taken care of, wanted to be pupped up, wanted to avoid the stupid knotheads that he was forced to surround himself with, forced to pretend to be. He never dated an omega because he wants to be one and wants desperately for another alpha to take him as their own.

Enter Eddie, an alpha unlike any other. He scorns alphas like Steve and Tommy and Billy and all the other knotheads who act like they’re so much better than anyone else just because of their secondary gender. He rants on top of cafeteria tables about it, has ever since he presented and actually had the other alphas try to talk to him at first as if he was one of them.

No fucking thank you.

Steve is…not enamored, but curious about the super senior. Nancy broke up with him, he and Tommy are sort of on the outs though still barely friends, and Billy has a one-sided rivalry for the crown Steve currently wore, not that Steve truly cared about it.

Blah blah blah, Steve propositions Eddie after watching him for a while, realizing that Eddie might just be the sort of alpha who would fuck Steve and let him pretend to be an omega for a little while, meanwhile Eddie thinks King Steve wants to start shit with him like a knotheaded alpha and is wary and lightly mocking at first, until he realizes what Steve wants.

Steve and Eddie become fuckbuddies, nothing more, where Steve gets to role play as an omega and have Eddie dominate him, who seems to know that Steve wants to pretend to be cared for rather than playing the slut role he’s been doing as an alpha, and Steve actually breaks down in tears the first time Eddie calls him “good boy” and “good omega” though they both pretend he didn’t.

And you see, bitching isn’t really well known yet. It’s not really a thing that’s spoken about amongst polite society. So neither of them clock it when, as their feelings for each other grow, Steve becomes a little more emotional, a little more irrational in regards to Eddie’s attention, and they use scent blockers and neutralizers all the time to keep their affairs secret, so they don’t notice Steve’s scent changing, or the fact that he’s starting to become more than just artificially wet, or his knot doesn’t really pop like it used to because they both steadfastly had ignored it for so long to play the role right.

And it’s just not known. It’s not something that’s really spoken about, so they’d never think about it.

So no, they don’t notice anything until it’s too late, until it happens, and Steve is suddenly thrown into a spontaneous heat after an intense basketball game or something, the final stages of his transition. There was too much sweating, too much testosterone, that the blockers and neutralizers don’t really cut it anymore.

Billy makes the winning shot as the heat hits, making Steve’s legs collapse under him as slick coats his drawers and shorts, dripping down his thighs. All alpha heads suddenly towards him as his new true scent bursts out, surprise on all their faces, even hunger on some.

Billy and Tommy both take a step towards him but are forced to stop by a growl that reverberates through Steve as if it were his own as the familiar scent hits him of blockers and tobacco and weed and leather and that stupid cheap shampoo/conditioner/body wash 3-in-1 that Eddie uses as strong arms wrap around him and dark hair cascades around him.

Because he’s there. His alpha. He’s always there, hiding in the corner or under bleachers or somewhere where Steve can’t see him and he’s always there because this stupid thing between them has become so much more than either of them ever expected and he’s so protective of his omega because Steve is his omega even when he was an alpha because he was always an omega even when he wasn’t biologically.

It isn’t ideal. It far from fucking ideal, but Eddie whisks Steve away in his arms, whispering those words of praise that used to only belong in their role play, but Steve is burning up and he can’t wait can’t wait can’t wait can’t wait can’twaitcan’twaitcan’tfuckingwait—

And Eddie pulls him into classroom, locks and bars the door with desks and chairs and whatever else, and then he’s there he’s there he’stherehe’stherehe’sthere.

Eddie wants to bite, wants to mark, wants to claim, but he knows now isn’t the time so all he does is help Steve through it while he’s all but delirious from the sudden heat rewriting him completely.

Afterwards, they will talk. They will confess. They will admit. They will acknowledge that they were his alpha, his omega, and had been for longer than either of them realized. They will slink to Eddie’s car, go to Eddie’s trailer, will wash off all scents artificial and other until the them, finally just them and they will find the truth in each other. They will find a love that thrived against all odds. A love that beat fate itself.

Eddie does eventually bite him, and Steve completes it with his own, and eventually Steve gets his and his alpha’s pups like he always wanted and he can bask in the knowledge that he was exactly where he was always meant to be, with an alpha that loves and cherishes him exactly as he is, with a pack both of his own pups and the pups he all but adopted as their babysitter and real friends he gathered along the way he never thought he would be lucky enough to have.

It’s not easy at first. Of course it’s not. Something practically unheard of happened in a small conservative town like Hawkins. There were bigots and hateful people galore, and at times it even tested Steve and Eddie, but they always survived and always came out on the other side hand-in-hand and triumphant in their growing love.

They know that the best things in life are worth fighting for. And they vowed to never stop fighting. For themselves, for each other, and for everyone and everything they hold dear.

And they have fantastic sex along the way.

[bacchuschucklefuck]

pygmalion and galatea for aroace people

you should tell your friends what I look like, riz gukgak.

[britcision]

Anyway Dungeon Meshi gave me an absolute fucking wet cat of an elf with no sense of direction, who decided that using normal fighting magic was lame and he would instead be using teleportation to MURDEROUS EFFECT

And he also won’t eat, sleep, or poop if no one else reminds him to because a demon ate all of his desires except his desire for DEMON MURDER (bold choice demon I respect it)

So this is now a Mithrun stan account and I will accept no questions

I LOVE inadvisably applied magic this little fucker belongs on Tumblr not as a sexyman but as a member of the userbase he even has Fantasy!Depression

[stranger-theory]

LOOKKKK... I know it's a stretch but my mom and I were going over Mike's weird sideways pocket and she found stuff on the rune Dagaz so I thought I'd share !! (we're still huge fans of pocketgate, but who's to say it can't have double meaning!)

"And if you are following your TRUE path, you will notice that everything falls into place on its own". Hm... Just thinking about his relationship with El being in shambles.

So if things "landing on your doorstep" ISN'T the way to go (milevens relationship)... and actually putting in the work IS (bylers relationship).... Idk what to tell you.

I mean.. come on.

"Light of knowledge" and Will also being known as "Will the Wise" omfg- THE IMAGERY IS ENOUGH ARE YOU KIDDING ME

These last ones are just simple explanations for what the rune represents and I think it fits Mike well enough. He is absolutely on the verge of realization AND change ("change" would be being with Will and "realization" possibly being about the painting............).

I hope you found this entertaining !! I thought it was fun to research.

[gwyns]

if i saw gwynriels or eluciens making the same type of posts e/riels do, i and many others in the fandom would be on them so hard. this goes beyond disagreements over a book series, these are serious things that could have real life repercussions

all e/riels are spineless cowards. if they actually cared about people and were feminists like they claim, they'd denounce those within their circle who send rape and death threats to people but no, they think it's more important to go after fictional characters for words the author made them say

they're not real fucking people. the real people are getting the most vile shit sent to them by your fandom and you don't give one fuck about it. stop pretending. i'd rather you all just go mask off and admit you tolerate this behavior because they're all your fandom has left and you don't want to have to own up to being wrong. then i could give you the littlest bit of respect because you were at least honest but instead you choose to go around and get upset and start up a crusade on behalf of fictional characters. well, congratulations! elain is safe and coddled in your little fantasy world

but where's your compassion and empathy for the people who have to manage their mental health while getting told they're worthless and should get raped, beaten and die? does that sit well with your soul? do you feel proud when you see this? if you answer yes to any of this, i suggest doing some serious self reflection

i genuinely hope you all get the help and love you need because it's clear as day you've been deprived of both your entire lives

[peathepirate]

What do you guys do when you feel like you're failing at life if you're not creating something worthwhile?

I can't draw/write anything, because it feels like my life literally depends on what I choose to create next. Which leads to me not drawing/writing anything, so that there's not even a small chance of me picking the "wrong" project to work on. I need another solution to this problem than avoidance xp

[biowho]

Briefly thought about joining the vast majority (killing myself) again today but then I remembered there’s a finite amount of time before I’ll be able to hyper fixate on dragon age and feel the modicum of joy I did 10 years ago when I got to explore inquisition for the first time without knowing the outcome of my choices and pretend that the things that are having to me aren’t happening to me. Will wonders ever cease

[code31-onthedancefloor]

if there is ever a studcomm separation arc (in my dark+twisted mind) then they should write the most melodramatic long ass letters to one another. it should be marx and engels all over again but 100x more psychosexual. they are on the lookout for the postal service like a bloodhound, all day, every day. one stray and definitely platonic comment about mistaking a stranger's hair colour/style for the one of the pair becomes 'here is a lock of my hair enclosed in this letter, i miss you too comrade'. it's going to explode and they both know it and they don't want to stop it, just being in the same room together after so long (maybe two weeks) apart is volcanic...

[omgcatboi]

Fatphobic anons stop dumping your baggage that you refuse to work through in therapy ( get help bitch!! ) on my fat mutuals bc ur mad that u choose not to feel confident and fat like them so you try tear them down to build your shitty self up challenge: IMPOSSIBLE WHOPPER.

[leupagus]

Am I writing the Meereen scenes as essentially "1776" with less singing and more threats of burning each other alive? Look,

x

Just then a group entered the library, arguing at and over each other. They were the most unlikely hodgepodge collection of people Tyrion had ever seen in his life: a young man in the rough spun smock favored by Meereen's freedmen, a tall bearded fellow wearing ornate robes that identified him as a member of one of the "great families," a woman dressed in the silk sleeveless tunic of a prostitute, and a half-dozen others, each more surprising than the last.

"All I am saying, my lord Hizdahr," said one woman, wearing a flowing dress and the choker that signaled her status as a Red Priestess, "is that your ridiculous notion of religious 'persecution' is so broad as to render any religious judgement meaningless!"

The tall bearded one slammed the door shut behind them and followed the group as it meandered its way over to a large oval table near a window, piled high with scrolls and books and half-written sheets of paper. "And all I am saying, my lady Kinvara, is that reducing the population via pyrotechnics is directly contradictory to achieving peace and stability, as well as freedom for all Meereenese!"

"Both of you shut up," sighed the man in the smock as they all settled into what seemed to be their usual seats. Thus far none of them had taken notice of either their queen or of him. One of the group, an old man with a white beard and a limp, got up almost immediately to totter over to one of the bookshelves, pulling out an alarming number of tomes with a thoughtful expression on his face. "And stop calling each other 'my lord' and 'my lady' when you're irritated, it makes my hands itch and I just want to wrap them around your throats."

"And you would be free to do so, were we followers of the Drowned God," snapped the one called Hizdahr as he rose to his feet, striding over to the old man and taking the pile of books. This evidently didn't put much of a damper on his ability to argue, however, as he twisted round to glare at the Red Priestess. "Any blood shed by a faith is fine, so long as it's your own devout you're killing? That seems to be your definition of 'religious freedom.'"

"Does the Drowned God punish its criminals by strangling them?" asked a young person surrounded by papers, fingers blue from ink and scribbling madly. "I thought it would be. Well. Drowning."

This seemed to side-track the conversation for a bit, and Daenerys moved away toward the door at the opposite end of the library.

"Who in the hells are they?" asked Tyrion as he followed her, before remembering his audience and wincing.

"Meereen's new Governance Charter Council," replied Daenerys, looking torn between annoyance and amusement. "They're drawing up a new system of laws and regulations for the city, as well as a system to choose their leaders."

"Is that all?"

"Yes, well, it seemed like a good idea at the time. It still does," she added, somewhat reluctantly. "But tyranny has its advantages."

"For the tyrant, certainly," he agreed, and winced again.

Fortunately, she laughed. "Certainly. But I mean for everyone. A just form of government will still fail its people, after all. And then who do they blame? Themselves, for choosing their own leaders? At least with me, Meereen has someone to hate."

"Do they hate you?" asked Tyrion, somewhat surprised. Granted, he'd not had much chance to mingle among the hoi polloi, but the crowd at the fighting pits had seemed quite approving of their new queen.

"They don't love me."

Tyrion rolled his eyes. "Well, love. That always fades in the end, doesn't it?"

"Does it?" Daenerys looked thoughtful. They had arrived at the other door and a librarian opened it for them. She did not bow, he noted; simply nodded and closed the door behind them. Daenerys seemed not even to notice, mulling over his question as though it had been a serious one.

[dailykugisaki]

Day 229| id in alt

Girlboss....domain expansion....

[redr0sewrites]

i need to write more for switch eris this is not a drill

as usual im yapping in the tags 💀

[distraughtlesbian]

literally the best part of this whole stupid book iwlove weird obsessed horndogs thee villain archetype of all time. he’s so silly. “we could’ve had a life together”, he says to his lesbian ex-neighbour who he’s just shot with a crossbow bolt meanwhile her girlfriend who he’s also just shot is half dead across the room. god i love it here he said me and the bad bitch im going to fumble

[jacqcrisis]

What a good line. He's so genuinely bothered someone believes he's capable of being better than he thinks of himself as he's spent weeks justifying doing something Pretty Bad for entirely self-serving reasons.

10/10. Good game. Good character.

[stardust-sunset]

i think it’s funny i’m the one people send brody hate to lol like okayy

[little-smartass]

got the Bored Of My Hair itch and legitimately googling "bisexual hair styles" for inspo