#the-alpha-father

[subfootboii]

It's been a month since you started dating your boyfriend so he took you to meet his father. It was a Saturday morning, he drove to his father's house where he was expecting you.

You knew that his father is somewhat homophobic but he was fine knowing his son is a top. You arrived there and knocked on the door. He opened the door and welcomed you in.

You all started to chat as your boyfriend got a call from his job that they needed him urgently. His father suggested he go and leave you here and then come pick you later. He left and you sat there on the couch opposite to his father.

"Don't be shy, my son told me so much about you but I must ask, do you serve him well?"

"What do you mean sir?"

"Don't play stupid games with me pervert. Do you serve your man as you should? You know why I left his mother right? People like you and her aren't equal to me and my son. We are real men and you are servants."

He looked you in the eyes waiting for an answer. You couldn't say anything... you didn't have anything to say. You lowered your gaze and remind silent.

"When a man asks you a question you answer boy."

"Sorry sir. No I haven't really... not yet sir."

"My son needs some guidance. He got mad when I insisted to know who gets fucked... the bottom as you perverts call it. Any way I see you already know your place. Calling me sir and looking at my feet so some training for you and a chat with my son should do."

"What will you tell him sir."

"Don't worry about that boy. Come over here take care of sir's feet. I need them rubbed and worshipped. Been a while since someone took care of them."

Before he finished his sentence you were at his feet. You started rubbing them and you could feel the tension in his muscles. His skin was thick and rough and his feet smelled so good.

After an hour of massaging he told you to start licking his soles and sucking his toes. You were so horny and excited to finally get a taste. His feet were a almost the same size and shape as your boyfriend's although your boyfriend still had smoother soles.

You went in hard burying your face in his big feet making sure not to miss a spot. He occasionally gave you some kicks and used your head as foot rest. You were so relieved to letting that side of you out. For your boyfriend's father to be a real man that knows your place and make it easy for you to worship his son.

"It's launch time boy. Go make me a meal for me and your man he should be here in a hour."

"Yes sir."

You went to the kitchen and started cooking them a meal. You wanted to impress his father, you wanted his acceptance. You couldn't wait for him to tell your boyfriend how pathetic you are and how you want worship him.

[jedi-starbird]

No one ever tells Obi-Wan that he is his Master's padawan.

Of course, for most people who had known Qui-Gon Jinn, telling someone else they resembled the the man would in fact be a thinly veiled insult. But still, Obi-Wan feels the absence of comparisons almost as strongly as he feels the absence of his Master.

There is no one for Obi-Wan to push against now, no strong presence at his side, ready to grab him by scruff and pull him back from another reckless stunt. It's an odd feeling. He has been set loose against his wishes. There is no one to his left and Anakin at his heels, but Anakin had needed, still needs, a strong, gentle figure for his prickly but sensitive heart. For even their worst bickering could not hold a candle to the scathing remarks he and Qui-Gon had shot at each other and Obi-Wan knows he cannot push and needle Anakin in the same way.

When Qui-Gon had been alive they had been an amusing, mirrored pair, the maverick and his rule-following padawan. Opposites clashing against each other, yet working together to complete the most difficult missions. Few saw that Qui-Gon's impertinence had indeed rubbed off on his padawan, cultivated from that small, angry initiate, because the only way to rebel against the rule-breaker had been to parrot the Council fastidiously. No one would ever get to see that again. Obi-Wan is one half of a mirrored pair trying to complete a routine on his own. What once was an impish, teasing compliance is now a betrayal of all his Master's values.

"How could Qui-Gon raise such a model Jedi?" He hears them say, "It's admirable that Master Kenobi was appointed to the Council despite his Master's maverick ways."

Padawan Kenobi would have yelled and kicked and screamed. Master Kenobi is serene. It should feel like an achievement. It feels like a disappointment.

Sometimes, Obi-Wan looks at the shape of the man he has moulded himself into, and aches to be his Master's padawan.

[sunderwight]

Bingyuan modern ABO AU where Shen Yuan tutors sweet white lotus Luo Binghe and dutifully sends him off to university all prepped and ready to take the world by storm, and then three years later Omega Binghe shows up on his doorstep with a baby, all washed out with his prospects ruined and the father in the wind.

Beta Shen Yuan, furious, is determined to look after Luo Binghe and his adorable baby whilst tracking down the feckless Alpha involved and then... castrating him? Forcing him to step up? One of the two at least!

Only it turns out:

-Baby isn't actually Luo Binghe's

-Luo Binghe isn't an Omega

-Binghe also didn't wash out and in fact just came into a massive inheritance

He didn't even know Shen Yuan was living at the apartment he went to, he was bringing the baby to Shen Jiu in order to blackmail him. The baby is SJ's and Omega Yue Qingyuan's, and had been quietly sent away to avoid scandal. As the next phase of Luo Binghe's hundred-step plan to marrying Shen Laoshi, cuddling the baby in a vaguely sinister fashion while making thinly-veiled threats was vital to blocking Shen Jiu's inevitable attempts to interfere with Binghe's pursuit of his younger brother.

But then Shen Yuan opened the door and promptly drew all the wrong conclusions, and now Binghe is rethinking his entire strategy, furiously googling Alpha-to-Omega transition options and making Mobei Jun make Shang Qinghua find out how to fake a birth certificate for a stolen baby.

[winterspiderpurrs]

The post was getting a little long BUT @illogicalkat and @smidnite are so amazing for this!

Previous posts from the last addition done here:

And cause I loved it.... imma add a little more :D

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Steve went to get Sarah; his mom on the phone. She was always a voice of reason with him. He was hopefully she could shed some positive light in this situation.

"-That child has known you practically his whole life. You're his papa. Doesn’t matter what some... DNA test says A leanbh. " her Irish accent became more prominent, the more she talked.

" But a man has a right to his child. I know it's going to be hard. And poor Peter! Having to face that man again! I woulda hit him!"

Steve coughed a little and rubbed the back of his neck.

" Well, uuhh.. no problem there."

" Steve Grant Rogers Barnes! That temper of yours is always getting you in trouble!"

" Ma!"

" Could be making the situation worse."

" I know, Ma, I know..."

Steve could hear her sigh on the other side of the phone.

" Well. Was it at least a good hit?"

Steve laughs and moves back toward the dining room where Peter and Matt are still at.

" Yeah, it was a -"

Clatter.

The phone slipped from Steve's hand as he stared at Peter.

~

While Steve had wondered off to speak to him mom, Bucky had gone back up stares to check on Harley and May after seeing that Tony had gotten in the car and was a long ways away from the house.

Peter gathered up the paper they had, scanning it over to Matt's office for him so he could review it again in Braille once he got it to his special machine.

" I uuhh... have another question since it's just us."

" Of course. What is it?"

Matt tilted his head toward Peter, sensing that he was nervous again.

" I umm read before that you cannot uhh get divorced if your... pregnant?"

Matt blinks.

" Oh,"

Peter nervously gathers the papers and puts the extra copies in Matt's briefcase for him.

" It's not his. Obviously, but umm, I just wanted to be sure."

Matt smiles and shakes his head.

" You're fine. The state of New York lets you. And as he has no rights to you anymore... you're safe. Congratulations."

Peter smiled in relief and pressed a hand to his stomach. Laughing a little.

" Yeah... I just found out last week. Was gonna wait a few more weeks. Before saying anything to Steve and Bucky. This one definitely was an oops surprise pregnancy."

Clatter.

Peter and Matt turn toward the door to see Steve standing there staring. Cell phone on the floor.

" You're pregnant?!?"

Meanwhile, upstairs, Harley is pacing his room. Why would THE Tony Stark be here? Was it for Dads metal arm that Mom helped create? Was it the scholarship program his school had?

Was he coming to expand his art collection with one of Papa's paintings? Mom had gone back to school and gotten his degree and had written a couple of papers. But would that be enough to get Tony Stark's attention?

He looks at the magazines cut out he had of Tony Stark from a few years ago when he was on the cover of Time magazine. Dad had bought it for him while they were in line at the store. He frowns a little. Now recalling the wide-eyed stare his Mom had when he came into the room and saw it the first time. He seemed oddly nervous when he asked where that came from and why he had it.

The look on Tony Stark's face downstairs, he seemed scared, nervous, and hopeful?

He pulled his laptop up and hesitated a moment. Then he started typing away.

' Young Tony Stark photos'

The more he looked, the bigger the pit in his stomach grew.

He felt like he was going to throw up.

Across town, Tony was once again looking through the paperwork and looked at the copy of the birth certificate.

Father spot was blank on it.

But when he saw the name on the certificate, he rushed towards the trash can and threw up. It all just became too much. Everything that he was robbed of. And how much at least at the time of Harley birth that Peter obviously cared for him deeply.

Harley Edwin Anthony Parker.

[luthi3n]

Perimedes is one generation older than Telemachus. (Maaaybe two depending on his age compared to Tele and at what point in the generation label they were born.)

In a cut song, Perimedes says "yeet," which is Gen Z slang.

Therefore, it makes perfect sense in Epic canon for Telemachus to use Gen Alpha slang.

[cosa-llorona]

Tired old Dad and his joyful daughter sketch

[badlydrawnbabydirk]

Happy Father’s Day Robro!!!! To the dad who stepped up 🫡

[varpusvaras]

*Looks at Alpha "fuck them kids and fuck you too"- Seventeen: Yeah, no, he gotta be pregnant

[royaltea000]

I bet he gets the worst pregnancy cravings known to man

[rooksunday]

maul is instead sent to be one of the trainers on kamino. ostensibly to ensure the hand of his master over the clones, and so maul is there to gently warp minds, while also offering a class in hand to hand combat.

but.

the clone children cadets are so small.

so what! maul had been small and weak once, hadn’t he? they should be ashamed about their weakness!

but… but they’re so small. and the alphas look at the younger clones the way that savage had once looked at maul.

and the alphas look at maul the way that he had never dared to look at his master.

[subfootboii]

"I'm home."

You heard your dad calling from outside your room as you were jerking off while browsing some male foot blogs. You panicked and started hiding the lube, tissues and your dick. He went in just in time to see your screen filled with images of barefoot guys.

"Whats that? What are you doing son?"

"It's nothing dad... I was just..."

"Just what son? I'm your dad, you can tell me anything right?"

"I'm... into feet dad. Men's feet..."

"Anything else?"

"I'm gay dad."

"Nope. That's not what you are. You're a faggot. Don't be shy of admitting it. That's what you are. That's what you are born to be. An 'it' to serve a true God."

"But dad-"

"I'm not your dad anymore. I'm an alpha, a God for your degenerate kind. You are here to serve me, to worship me. There's nothing wrong about it. Natural order. Do you think I used to do house chores when I went to college? Do you think I ever did? I've always had fags and bitches for such shit. I divorced your stupid mother because of how annoying she started to get of me fucking other bitches and keeping all the house chores on her. And look at how naturally you stepped in to do house chores after that. I didn't have to tell you anything. I knew you're a faggot back then. Now it's time for you to fully embrace it. Don't worry God will help you."

You stood there shocked by what he just said. Even though your gay you've necer looked at you dad as anything but your father and now he sees you as an 'it' and called you a faggot.

"I know this can bea bit much to handle for your small faggot brain. Let's take ot step by step. Is dinner ready?"

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes... God?"

"Be proud of it faggot"

"Yes God."

"See. That was easy. Follow me."

You started following him to the kitchen when he stopped walking and turned back to you.

"It will follow God on its hands and knees. Always."

You weren't really understanding what he wants. Why is your dad talking to you like that? What is his goal? But before you know it all you sensed was a slap across your face rendering you senseless. You dropped to your knees and ached in pain.

"It should be quite at all time unless ordered otherwise. It will now follow God on it's hand and knees unless it wants a proper beat up."

You complied as you didn't want to be hit anymore. Until today you never really appreciated how jacked up your father was.

When you both arrived to the kitchen he got two plates. He poured a large portion of the food into one and what was left over in the other. He placed the big portion on the table and the other one under it.

"It will remove God's shoes and socks and then place god's feet in it's dish and eat from it. Now."

You were still in denial of what was going on. How did your life suddenly turn into this? Why is your father doing all that? Within seconds he kicked your face.

"This will be the last time God gives it another chance. Any form of disobedience will now be taken care of properly. The last thing a God wants after a long day at work is a disobedient faggot."

You followed through his orders. You took his shoes and socks off and a sweaty manly smell filled the air making your eyes watery. He pressed his feet in your plat making sure to crush all the food inder his huge manly feet then rested them at the middle of the plate.

"It will now eat all the portion on the plate."

The smell was so strong you knew the taste wouldn't be any better. You started eating like a dog from the plate licking his feet in the process.

You could hear him finishing up so you started to go faster. You knew that you shouldn't make him wait snd you weren't looking forward to getting punished by him. You both finished at the sae time and you made sure to leave his feet clean and spotless.

"It did a good job. Know it will prepare God's bath."

You prepared for his bath and having to stay on your hands and knees made it really challenging but he told you to stand up only to reach things up high.

"Let God see. It did a good job. Now It will go clean God's work boots and God's house flip-flops. They will be clean by the time God finishes bathing. It will do it using only it's tongue"

You crawled to the kitchen and started licking his boots clean making sure to cover every spot by your tongue. By this point you started understanding how things will work out from now on. You started accepting it.

You heard him step out of the shower and you knew you should rush to his flip-flops now so he won't be mad. You crawled to bedroom and started cleaning them and enjoying their taste. Yo held them with your mouth and placed them right outside the bathroom just in time for him to get out.

"I see it did a good job."

He wore the flip-flops and walked to the living room where he rested and flaunted his huge feet on the coffee table.

"It will now message God's feet."

You did as he asked and gave him a good massage. He must've been so tired you thought to yourself. Long hours of work every day. The least you could do to him is to serve him like this every day. That's what he deserves.

After around an hour he stood up and looked down at you.

"See? That was easy. That's what it was born for. That's what God deserves. New rules will be set and ut will comply. It will follow me to God's bedroom."

You followed his to his bedroom. He uncovered a cage you've never seen before from under his bed.

"God got this for his first faggot. All my bitches and faggots sleep in one place under my rule. This cage is now it's bedroom."

He opened it and signaled for you to go in. You did. The cage was directly after the end of the bed amd you could see his feet when he rested on the bed. It was small and uncomfortable... it was what God wanted for it.

(Story suggestion by: @chrishemsworthservant)

[frownyalfred]

Can a parent know his pup second gender before? Like, waay before they presentation?

Good question! I think they have an inkling. I don’t know how long “way before” is to you, but in ACR Bruce starts catching notes in Jason’s pup scent that make him think Jason will eventually be omega.

Medically speaking, I did some world building with nodule growth in the pelvis that could, upon internal scan, show the beginnings of presentation several months out. So in ASOH Lex scans Jason, who is frozen pre-presentation, and finds end-stage nodule growth indicating omega internal organs.

But could someone look at a young, young pup and know? I’m not certain. Sometimes you can guess, based on how fast/big they grow, some characteristics they might show. But sometimes pups surprise you!

I imagine you could possibly do a blood test on pups to try and determine hormonal changes, but this tech is probably iffy.

And possibly — this is me just world building on 2 glasses of wine — presentation gender can be somewhat influenced by circumstances or environmental stress. Maybe it’s not set in stone once a pup is born? I don’t know for sure. Curious what folks think.

Bruce came from a long like of very strong alphas, and still presented omega despite being large/tall. By any predictor, he should’ve been an alpha — but wasn’t. Makes you think.

[bardicious]

In my random thoughts of Jim today, I looked up memory alpha to see how old Jim was when he was in Tarsus (13! Baby!) and it said,

"By 2246, he was living on Tarsus IV, as his father George moved there. During his time on Tarsus IV, the planet was undergoing a food crisis that was starving the colony, which consisted of eight thousand people."

Which I found strange. 1. Cause I don't remember seeing this there before. 2. My impression was Jim was alone on Tarsus, don't know why or how - maybe visiting someone, but alone. Specifically because the implication is Jim and his rag tag team of child survivors had to have survived together, and Kodos would have needed some time to run and set up a fake dead body. Though the ships no doubt came very soon after the colonists were killed.

I guess I could see George Sr. dying there, but I doubt Sam or Winona (as apparently some Discovery novel said) were there. Because, again? Why would Jim go to the gathering that killed 4000 colonists alone? Seems like something his parents would be wary about given the circumstances. So Jim and George could have gone together, and George may have died saving his son, but... Im not sure I got the impression George was dead yet in SNW. It seemed as if Sam was specifically upset that Jim was following in their father's footsteps and doing insanely well. Which, I suppose, he could have been upset in memory of his father, rather than worried about his father's opinions as an adult.

Additionally, I think Sam would be more proud of his given name (George) if his father was already dead and died honorably, and not try to distance himself from the namesake like he has.

Honestly, I don't know where this information of George Sr. being there is from and it's starting to sound like beta canon to me. 🤔(If someone has any info on this, I would appreciate a reply!! Thank you!)

[holylulusworld]

Ari & Leo (a Father’s Day snippet)

Summary: It’s Father’s Day.

Pairing: Alpha!Ari Levinson x Omega!Reader

Warnings: a/b/o, a/b/o dynamics, scenting, fluff, mafia au (implied), cuddling, omega pregnancy, soon-to-be dad Ari, implied smut, an easter egg...for those who read the prequels too...

<< Ari & Leo (a Valentine’s snippet)

A/N: This drabble is part of my Leo & Alpha verse. It’s the second snippet to their story.

“Leo, slow down,” Ari complains as your dog tries to walk faster than your alpha. Your mate had to take your dog to the doctor for Leo’s latest check-up and now, your dog can hardly wait to come back to you. “Damn, you’re a big puppy.”

You giggle as your dog tugs even harder at the dog leash the moment he sees you. “Leo, my sweet puppy,” you coo, making things worse.

Ari can’t hold the dog any longer. The dog leash slips out of Ari’s hands, and he curses. “Leo! Wait! Do not pounce on my omega. She’s heavily pregnant!”

While Ari chases after your dog, you slowly crouch down and open your arms for Leo. The huge dog slows down. He doesn’t pounce on you but sits in front of you, whining low. As always, he expects cuddles from you.

“Aw, puppy. I’ve missed you too. How was your appointment?” you wrap your arms around your dog’s neck. “Have you been a good boy? I bet you were a good boy. You’re always so well-behaved.”

“He snarled at the doctor and didn’t want them to have a look at his teeth,” Ari grumbles. It was an exhausting day, and he only wants to check on his pregnant mate and have a snack.

“You did, puppy?” you look at your dog. Leo whines as if he believes you're disappointed in him. “I bet the doctor scared you. Next time, Mommy will bring you to the doctor again.”

“I got it handled, Y/N,” Ari sighs as you struggle to get back up. “I told you to not crouch down all the time to cuddle the dog. It’s too exhausting for you, omega.”

“Alpha, you need to relax,” you say as you stand straight again. “Come inside. I got a surprise for you.”

“A surprise?” he furrows his brows. “It’s not my birthday…or an anniversary.” Ari combs through his brain, praying and hoping he did not forget an anniversary. 

“It’s something special, Ari baby,” you grab his hand to walk hand-in-hand inside the house. “Leo, come with us puppy. I got something for you too.”

“Of course, you go something for him too…”

“What’s all of this?” Ari asks as you lead him inside the dining room.

You point at his favorite chair. “Sit, baby,” you coo. “Please. Just wait and see.”

“Okay.”

He sits down, wondering what has gotten into you. You love to cook for your alpha. But today is a normal day, and he didn’t expect you to do something so special. 

You decorated the room and the table with balloons, garlands, and candles. His favorite meal is waiting for your alpha hidden under a silver cloche.

“Wait!” you lift the cloche to reveal the meal you cooked all day. “Your favorite. I got the beer you like so much too.”

“Baby…why? Uh-did I forget something important?” he whines. The last thing Ari needs is to disappoint you while you are pregnant with his pups. “Omega?”

“No, Ari bear,” you peck his cheek. “Don’t you know which day is today?”

“Which day?” he panics a little. Okay. He forgot an anniversary. All he can do now is admit his mistake and try to make things up to you in any way. “I forgot an anniversary?” He hiccups.

You wrap your arms around his neck from behind. “No baby. Have a look at the balloons.” 

“Best dad in the world?” Ari reads out loud. “We love you, daddy. Soon you will be the best dad.”

“Baby today is Father’s Day,” you say. “I know you aren’t a dad yet…” you run your hand over your grown belly, “but you will be a daddy soon. I thought we could celebrate your first Father’s Day today.”

“Oh, Y/N,” he gets back up from the chair to wrap his arms around you. “I love you so much, and the babies. I can’t wait to welcome them.” He sniffs at your neck, humming happily. 

Ari holds you for a while, just enjoying having you in his arms. “Happy Father’s Day, baby.”

“WAIT!” he lifts his head from your neck. “We can’t waste the food. Come. Sit on my lap and let me feed you with the food. It’s not Mother’s Day. But you’ll be a mommy soon too.”

He sits back down to eat your food and pats his thigh. You’re tempted to sit on his lap, but this would only lead to something more than eating the food you cooked.

“I got my own food, alpha,” you whisper lowly. “And, if you eat the plate up. I got something special for you waiting in the bedroom…”

“Uh-huh,” Ari grins. “What are you hiding in the bedroom, Y/N?”

“I made something to celebrate our first meeting too…”

“No.” His eyes darken as he looks up at you. “I thought you’ll never make them again.

“Oh yes, Ari,” you smirk. “I only made them for you...”

He growls low in his throat and rises from his seat. “You shouldn’t have told me about it. Now I will devour your pussy pops and you before we had dinner…”

Tags in reblog.

[the-genius-az]

Any headcanons for alpha-katara and pregnant omega-azula?

Katara gave him a necklace when she found out she was pregnant.

Azula threw a tantrum at Katara for impregnating her.

Katara became more possessive and overprotective, not even letting Zuko or Mailee near her Omega.

Azula had a lot of cravings, the good thing is that they were common, unfortunately it only happened at night.

Azula became more malicious, making fun of everyone and then crying when it was returned to her.

Azula had the stage of wanting to be in her room all the time, she didn't want to go out at all, not even to go get mochis.

Azula's new pheromones made Katara fall more in love with her, because she had her kits.

Azula didn't like having Katara's semen when she was pregnant, but she did like having her pussy eaten.

Azula wanted to suck Katara all the time, but the Alpha refused for fear of suffocation, but Azula always won.

When Kya was born Azula was upset and blamed Katara because the puppy looked more like the Alpha than she did.

[suicidalbrostrider]

Can you draw Bro projectiling Dave off of the roof and into a crow