#we haven't met any women alphas in person

[not-poignant]

Hey hey! I’m not sure if this has been asked yet, but how do female alphas work in Underline the Rainbow? <3

Hi anon!

So Crielle exists, and she's a woman peak alpha w- a uterus, so we'll start with her. :D

This is what's said about her and alphas in general who have uteruses in the story (chapter 55 - Research):

It had been hard for Crielle to get pregnant. Efnisien was sure one of the reasons Fenwy Laboratories existed - back when it was a small, boutique lab - was to create synthetic larentin to help alphas and peak alphas with uteruses conceive and carry their child to viability. Alphas almost never carried a child for the full forty weeks, and miscarriages and premature birth were incredibly common. Peak alphas with uteruses were considered barren by default and couldn't get pregnant and carry to viability without heavy synthetic hormone supplementation. They often needed to start hormone therapy two or three years before trying to conceive.  Efnisien respected Crielle's work in the field, she was a pioneer and built upon her grandmother's nascent science. He supposed Crielle thought that doing the opposite - giving synthetic ardolphogen to an omega to see what happened - would have seemed incredibly normal to her.  Gwyn was Crielle's miracle baby, because she'd miscarried at least three times, because she carried him to 39 weeks, which was such a rarity that she'd volunteered herself as a case study in a scientific paper before she withdrew her consent from the project and wrote the paper herself. After all, it was her laboratory, her chemicals, and she was the subject, and Gwyn was healthy. A perfect peak alpha. 

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Beyond struggling to give birth, everything else is the same. Like we know Crielle could do incredibly effective directives, she could spike her pheromones, she could use alpha persuasion, everyone in the house (including her alpha husband Lludd) respected her.

Women alphas + alphas with uteruses are the same!

In terms of physical characteristics it'd be the same as alphas who are men - they are generally taller and stronger, and they have very charismatic / compelling personalities.

We also know that Gary's mother is an alpha, and that she worked in animal rehabilitation, so aside from being strong, they can also be compassionate and empathetic, just like guys can be.

Idk if you're looking for anything else specific! They 'work' like alphas, their hormones just make it harder for them to bear children to full-term.

[skele-bunny]

I seen you share this post and I know you're comfortable writing these things, so I was wondering if we could have little snippets or maybe a fic elaborating on when you wrote about Dew punching someone for fat shaming Aether? Thanks!! https://www.tumblr.com/skele-bunny/759611991374643200?source=share

Word! Also you're right wjsjdj I don't mind writing these things at all. I'm perfectly fine with getting requests to tackle heavier topics 💪 context: this post by @mutt-sys

CW - FATPHOBIA, RACISM, PARENTAL DISCRIMINATION, ABLEISM, VICTIM BLAMING, TRANSPHOBIA, ACEPHOBIA

Cowbell has experienced acephobia before. Ghouls are sexual driven creatures, there's no way a ghoul is asexual! She's had to deal with crude remarks, "You just haven't met the right person!" // "It's just a phase you'll grow out of." , which also meant unwanted advances. Sometimes it gets to the point she thinks she's broken. That something really is wrong with him.

A multitude of both ghouls and siblings have had to work around ableism. Zephyr simply being denied into places like the bathhouse, outings with their pack as they simple didn't have wheelchair accessibility. Delta being denied accessibility services because he wasn't "blind enough." Pebble fighting for MONTHS to get his hearing aids. Phantom not being accommodated as "We've seen autistic people before. You don't act like that." or just "You? I would've never guessed! You don't look autistic!"

And yeah! Just like in that little hc post, Aether, Cumulus, Omega, Alpha, Ifrit, basically any bigger ghoul has absolutely received fatphobia on a daily basis wether it's subtle or outright. Getting grimaces, especially if they work in the hospital. Bc they're deemed "unhealthy" so why should they work in a "healthy" setting? Omega getting an annoyed sighs from the wardrobe siblings "Guess we need another size up..." Cumulus being deemed unattractive because of her weight, her height, basically anything about her was unattractive. Unlovable.

Even Terzo faced discrimination. Constantly misgendered and deadnamed even after being publicly out, always feeling his face warm up and heart stop as he's deadnamed in front of someone who only knew him as Terzo. But forced to bare it and grin as if he even tries standing up for himself he's "Sensitive" or "Over reacting" and given just annoyed sighs and eye rolls. Sunshine and Cirrus getting scoffed at and slurs thrown at them for entering women's sections of say the bathhouse or changing room at the gym. Constantly being reported (that doesn't go anywhere) but passively aggressively suggested to use the gender neutral rooms instead, which just makes them more upset.

Mist experiencing discrimination with her kits! One of them starts fussing and annoyed whispers of "I wish there were child free places"//"Does that baby have to be here?"//"Great, just what I wanted. A screaming kit." At first he was able to stand up for himself and curse them out but after so many times... It's hard to not let it get to you. Just softly crying and getting frustrated at not only himself but her kits :/. Unable to go back to work as they don't want someone "wrapped up with kits who's unreliable."

(Based on my own and my partners experiences.*)

Ghouls facing issues as they're learning a new language, just broken and choppy but doing their best to try and communicate. Always gets those fake smiles as they turn to a ghoul that been around longer "Could you translate for them?" Or even speaking to them like a child. "What is YOURRR naammee?" Just outright ignored if they try to get someone's attention bc that person doesn't want to 'struggle' with trying to understand even tho they're not even attempting.

Swiss having to learn to do his own hair and more styles as the stylists didn't know how to even work with his hair type. They just shaved it and he was MORTIFIED. Always labeled as aggressive by passer-byers and being followed around in stores while Dew is left alone and even approached with friendly service. Being stopped twice and accused of shoplifting and trying to defend himself only to, once again, be marked as aggressive and hostile.

Dew terrified to come out about anything he experienced bc he's heard the whispers about other people coming out. "Well what did she do to deserve it?"//"He must've led her on."//"That's what happens when you drink!" So he just stays quiet and never speaks up about anything, just forced to deal with it on his own even after he confided in Aether and Mountain as he's scared they think that of him.

Shit SUCKS. While there have been improvements through the years, unions, changes made with each Papa, it doesn't always stop it. Unfortunately, discrimination will always be around. 🫠

[bookwyrminspiration]

quil is everything alright with that book

I'm kind of worried??

Tiernan de Haas's famous producer/movie star parents committed double suicide a few weeks before her 18th birthday (her dad was dying of cancer, but they didn't tell her, because they ignored her her whole life--this lack of attention/love is key to her later actions). Her guardianship was, for some reason, left to his estranged step brother he hasn't spoken to in decades, who lives in a mountain cabin with his two sons

Tiernan, for some reason (reckless anger?), is like yeah I'll move in with you guys, who I've never met before (he offered for her to emancipate herself but she said no...?). These guys consist of her step uncle Jake, and her step cousins Noah and Kaleb, who are both a few years older than her. Jake is an alpha ass, Noah hates his life and dad but can't leave (unclear why), and Kaleb hasn't spoken a word since he was four and is implied to like hurting women in bed.

Despite this, Tiernan decides to stick around, and by day two her Uncle is saying shit like "You're ours" and "this is your home", and Noah is like "let me perfectly explain your childhood trauma to you in the middle of this cvs." We don't see Kaleb until night 2 or 3, since he's been off in the woods, but the moment he walks in the door at like 1 am (covered in blood holding a dead deer) (Tiernan was getting some laundry) he immediately is like oh. A Woman To Have Sex With. and nearly rapes her until Noah pulls him off and goes hey...that's our step cousin.

The reason he was so immediately on top of her is because apparently??? there's just a constant stream of women in the house?? like Noah legit just wakes up with women in his bed waking him up to have sex. and so any woman in the house must be there for sexual purposes and is fair game

Anyway. Tiernan doesn't mention this, but gets into some spats with her relatives. Consisting of them making very deep, personal claims about her despite it having been, once again, like 3 days. Her Uncle is like "You never smile! you only speak in one word sentences! you never ask us questions!" As if she isn't among strangers and her parents died mere DAYS ago. yet, for some reason, she's like, damn...he's right. her uncle is also constantly like do NOT date the boys in town, do NOT go down to the pond alone, etc. etc.

Step Uncle Jake then starts unloading trauma while fishing about how he hasn't been near a woman in decades, since Tiernan's parents drove his first love to suicide (that why they haven't spoken in forever) and the mother of his sons is in jail. This turns Tiernan on. Later when Tiernan can't sleep, they nearly fuck in the kitchen, but stop and Tiernan finally cries over her parents death and how they didn't even leave her a note. Uncle Jake is like we're your family now and this is your home (it hasn't even been a week).

There's a time skip of a few weeks, where they're preparing for winter--because, I forgot to mention, they live alone at the top of a mountain and are snowed in for six months every year. Tiernan turns 18 (kaleb gifts her a hand carved belt that noah says is for bondage purposes), her cousins get into a fight in a bar over her, and they run away from the police to the house. The cousins stay up in case any of the people they fought try and get to the house through the snow, but they end up putting porn on the TV and having a communal masturbation session, nearly ending in Noah and Kaleb fucking Tiernan. Instead, Uncle Jake interrupts, and he spanks her.

And that's as far as I've gotten so far. So I'm reading a slow-burn (ish) romance of Tiernan falling for her step uncles and cousins. And they've just gotten snowed in for the next 6 months. So they're alone. and tiernan's now legally an adult. and no one here is well adjusted

send me your strength soldiers I think it's about to get even rougher

(I went into this book knowing exactly what it would be)

[wowsoboring]

Deconstructing Baseless Harry Potter Arguments#2 (i) : Harmione Edition

Obviously I once again do not mean to target all Harmione shippers. I know quite a few who're very good human beings and tolerant and accepting above all. However these aren't. In this case, you might sense quite a bit of levelheadedness in the beginning, however you must not be fooled as it goes south and takes a nasty turn very quickly. Don't get your hopes up, this is some of the worst shit I've ever seen, especially the way in which it progresses through its course. Naturally, for this post I have picked my own style of writing which will match that of those redditors. Reddit is the perfect breeding ground for all these weird cults, honestly. I shall be resorting to a formal language and style of conversation, very much like a debater would to sound as pretentious as these do. These posts are found on the instagram handle toxicharmonyshippers who gather such toxic musings and sayings for Harmione shippers while respecting the ones that are nice.

1)

Oh yes, let's use words like 'vehemently' to sound smart, why not? Of course, this little tidbit of the highly stupendous post seems more or less civil at the start. They also have the common decency to say "some Romione shippers" rather than generalizing all of us. Very nice of you, how very saint like. Let's wait till they drop the act and show us their true colors. Harkening back to the argument, I have but one question for you, "where do you find these people?". Where's the proof? Who are these radical Romione shippers who worship Ron and dislike Hermione? I haven't seen any such shippers and I am surrounded by Romione shippers on tumblr, instagram and fan fiction sites as well and haven't met the people you speak of. Some point out her flaws, yes, but no one hates her or dislikes her that much. I have seen two or three Romione shippers across hundreds and thousands who're skeptical of Hermione's perfection. Skeptical. Not hating, disliking, or anything. Of course, unlike this person, I have evidence: find these pi charts for your referral (clickable): https://imgur.com/a/QfPnQbB

you can, through these, see the amount of Hermione bashing across Harry Potter fanfiction and you can see that even in Romione fanfiction there's more Ron bashing. Hermione-bashing is a non-issue. That's what it is. Regarding the "nagging" statement, where's the lie in that? "Annoying" is somewhat subjective, I personally don't find her annoying at all. Who are these people and how often do you find them? "Mary Sue" is only reserved for Movie!Hermione. I have only seen book fans call her that. No one has ever called Book!Hermione Mary Sue. The movie does paint her as a flawless, all-rounder who's also drop-dead gorgeous. Only things she's bad at are flying and divination, all of which she denounces as useless, even though flying is like biking for wizards, divination, sure, not that important. with a teacher like Trelawney, even I would denounce it as hokum.

2)

Remember what I said about waiting for them to show us their true colors, well here they are. Bask in the glory of their senseless arguments. Why, I am from reddit, heck I have 25 thousand karma points on there, I just left because it was too stupid for me but I can argue like them very well. And in this case I would like to say that these people are under the impression that Ron is just there in the story for the sake of existence. And he doesn't work hard. That argument is of course, wrong. Because Ron (in no particular order):

1) fights a troll when he's 11

2) is willing to sacrifice himself when he's 11

3) stands up for his friends

4) makes sure Harry feels like he belongs in the family

5) worries about Harry and rescues him from literal jail

6) stands up against Draco rather than by-standing and enabling his behavior

7) tries his level best to make sure Norbert the dragon is in safe hands and carries it out, albeit not in perfection

8) is with Harry every step of the way in his confronting the basilisk

9) sends Harry and Hermione long letters and calls them often to check up on them

10) stands up on a bitten leg to defend his best friend

11) always apologizes for any of his mistakes and is forgiving when others wrong him

12) works his way to join the Quidditch team unlike Draco who most certainly bought his way in

13) destroys at least 2 horcruxes

14) finds out how to defeat a horcrux

15) has an excellent enough memory and observation to notice Harry speaking parseltongue and also using it to his benefit which proves he's resourceful

now since I have 8 more such pictures to rebut and I do have a life, I will stop. These aren't even a twelfth of the remarkable things Ron has done though, so rest assured.

oh wait what did you say about him just existing and not working for anything? If I recall correctly, he did just as well as Harry did in school and didn't score well only in subjects he didn't care about. Which is true for most people except for Hermione who has an eidetic memory which not everyone has, understandably. Rote memorization is not the best way to get by in life, by the way.

what are the "so many reasons" behind why Harry is the best fit for Hermione? Kindly share so I can rebut those too, I'm rather free nowadays, my finals have been cancelled. You say there are so many reasons but don't even give one, yet you want me to take you seriously. I'm afraid that's impossible.

Romione shipper here, i don't dislike Hermione. I haven't met or seen many people in the book!romione fandom who dislike Hermione (except for Movie!Hermione). The question of someone you like ending up with someone you dislike doesn't particularly make sense. In Friends, Chandler ends up with Monica: now I'm not the biggest Monica fan (I don't hate her but I don't like her very much either) but they are my favorite couple because they make sense. It's about compatibility and character traits, not liking or disliking because that's just a set-up for a ghastly invitation for people to pair up hideousness. "Oh yeah, I like Harry and I also like Hagrid, they should be together. I mean it would be very very disgusting but that's my logic, now, you can't fight it. "- that's how you sound. Please read what you write. Your logic is just...abysmal. That's all I can say without breaking my resolve and berating you with colorful profanities.

3)

This is without the doubt, the easiest one to rebut. It's a delight to see such terrible arguments at my disposal. Come on, dear Harmione shippers, write something that makes me question my choices, not things that make me scoff in disbelief.

In this case, you're essentially providing us with theories. Unproved theories and speculation of what you believe because you'd say anything you like. Where's the proof of your theory, though? Where is that crazy radical Romione shipper who does this? Kindly show me these people. Oh yes, you wanna say we objectify Hermione and disrespect her and view her as a prize. This aches me, that you believe this. No one has ever insinuated this, ever, in the history of anything. What is this winner-loser theory? How do you round off Harry Potter to "an alpha-male ends up with lead-lady" trope and still say you're a fan of the series? Harry Potter doesn't fit in with that format. Ron, Hermione and Harry are co-heroes. Similar to how there's no main character in Friends or the Heroes of Olympus series or the Avengers. We're not living in the 80s anymore. Hermione will be a hero, invariably whether she ends up with Harry, Ron or no one. She ends up with Ron and that's it. Talking about her like this doesn't make you sound any better either. Now you're calling me a misogynist because I don't support the ship of two people who describe themselves as siblings. That's very mature of you. Well here's the thing- I'm not a misogynist. It's as simple as that. I believe that women are capable of anything and everything. I believe Hermione is an amazing person and she is a hero and a different person. I believe the series would be impossible without her. I believe she is no one's prize. There's no requirement of a prize. I just think, similar to canon and the truth and her romantic interest, she will have a great relationship with Ron. There's nothing complex or deep about it, really. No personal weird-thing, no psychological complex, no internalized misogyny. There's nothing deeper than what I said. I am not sexist. I am a feminist. I am all for women empowerment. I love women with the fabric of my being. I love Hermione. I think she's amazing. You only become sexist when you ship people with unstable power dynamics, a bully-victim relation or something of the sort. Neither Romione, nor Harmione are sexist. Heck if you paired Neville with Hermione you wouldn't be sexist. And I hate talking about this so much, I can't even tell you. This talk does make it sound like I treat Hermione like an object and I assure you I respect her and I normally won't talk like this unless someone just outright calls me sexist for something that's not sexist. And this is that situation.

4)

in the case of Romione, no one is too good for anyone. Both are amazing people who're heroes and have done amazing work. That's all I have to say. There's no league, they are romantically interested in each other. I have no intention on sounding lame, but, in love there is no league. As long as you're not putting in any effort and are extremely lazy and leech off of your partner, there is no such concept and no, Hermione is not "too good" for him. Unless of course you're talking about movie Hermione, who is too good for anyone.

5) (halftime!)

oh yes they try to pull this off and wonder why we hate them. Classic. This person likes to sound british, so let's switch up our language, yeah? At least then I won't be out of my element. Let me correct ya, Ron at his best is an amazing, loyal, friendly, brave, strategic hero. There you have it. Ron and 'git' can't be used in the same sentence. Now if you talk about Ron's achievements, I re-iterate you to point two. If it's too much work, here:

1) fights a troll when he's 11

2) is willing to sacrifice himself when he's 11

3) stands up for his friends

4) makes sure Harry feels like he belongs in the family

5) worries about Harry and rescues him from literal jail

6) stands up against Draco rather than by-standing and enabling his behavior

7) tries his level best to make sure Norbert the dragon is in safe hands and carries it out, albeit not in perfection

8) is with Harry every step of the way in his confronting the basilisk

9) sends Harry and Hermione long letters and calls them often to check up on them

10) stands up on a bitten leg to defend his best friend

11) always apologizes for any of his mistakes and is forgiving when others wrong him

12) works his way to join the Quidditch team unlike Draco who most certainly bought his way in

13) destroys at least 2 horcruxes

14) finds out how to defeat a horcrux

15) has an excellent enough memory and observation to notice Harry speaking parseltongue and also using it to his benefit which proves he's resourceful

hey, see, I like Ron and I took the time to copy-paste this instead of asking you to scroll up. And I'm a lot of bad things but I am not lazy. I stick to my deadlines like Hermione. I start my homework in library class and continue it during phys ed the day its given. And I am not exaggerating. Bloody hell, I wish I was. I'm the ceo of deadlines, mate, don't tempt me! So you can see that Ron is much more than just a "nice bloke". And being a "nice bloke" isn't a bad thing either. He's all the things I said: intuitive, strategic, helpful, loyal and on top of that he's also a nice person. Yes, I do see a bit of myself in Ron. I do. I see the insecure side. I waste my time hating myself and criticizing myself and undermining myself, telling me I'm no good. But Ron overcomes that. He inspires me to appreciate myself. Is that a bad thing? Are you going to shame me for having a low self-esteem? Do you want to worsen my low self-esteem and make me feel more like shit?

Now the person who replied to your comment saying, "he isn't a nice bloke most of time.", he is. He is not being nice twice in a span of 7 years. How often do you act rudely or with jealousy? Wasn't Harry yelling at everyone in caps lock in OOTP. Now I don't condemn him for that because he's a fucking hormonal teenager like me and that would make me a hypocrite, but by your logic why don't you condemn him? Or why not condemn Hermione for saying "I only date good Quidditch players" and shoving canaries at Ron's face because someone else kissed him, while she kept using Krum and Cormac to make him jealous. She wasn't being a nice girl, then, was she? Now, once again, i don't dislike her or hold that against her because guess what, mate, I'm a hormonal teenage girl who gets jealous most of the time and would probably react in a similar fashion in the spur of the moment (Not defending her actions here, just putting myself in her shoes.) In short, Ron is a nice bloke MOST OF THE TIME.

6)

It would be misogynistic to think that. The thing is, NO ONE DOES my dear friend! My dear daft friend. I have never heard anyone say that! why are you so hell-bent on portraying us as misogynists when no one ever says that? Stop assuming. Just stop. You are crossing a limit here, aren't you? Yes you are. You cannot say these sort of things. We never said that or believed that, no one ever said this to be a reason to ship Romione. God what is wrong with you? Literally, stop fucking ASSUMING god damn it! Do you want me to assume things about Harmione shippers? Do you want me to go there? Because I will go there! I will go there the moment you tell me to. Just challenge me.

Ron is not a perfect best boi , the reason why so many of us like him is that he's imperfect and tries to become better through the course of time. You are once again assuming and I am once again asking you to stop.

Ron might be an ordinary wizard. He might be poor, sure, but he's a pure-blood and won't face much if he chose not to fight. But he did. He fought. Now I identify with Ron's attitude a fair bit, but I am also likely to spend my day in a library without noticing. People aren't one dimensional. Stop trying to act like you're a psychologist, i know you're not. I don't even think Hermione's overbearing at all! You just insulted someone you're a big fan of. Jesus.

Both Hermione and Ron are strategic, jealous, passionate, feisty, argumentative, intellectual...

that's like 6 similarities. They aren't polar opposites in the slightest. Their differences are just: workaholic, not workaholic. Nerd, not a nerd. Like that's fucking it, man!

8)

being relaxed doesn't make you less independent or driven. A relaxed and levelheaded Hermione will think through things, not be impulsive, not panic etc. She doesn't need Ron. I don't understand your obsession with acting like we ever insinuated that. Then she doesn't need Harry either lol. Stop shipping her with Harry, then or like shut the fuck up. Being a bit relaxed won't stop her or anyone from hitting great strides. Just don't get relaxed to the point you're lazy and casual about everything, that's it.

9)

What do you mean? Ron is balanced. He does finish his work on time. And even if he does procrastinate, she could also help him not and be more driven. Of course, this is an open invitation for you to call me a sexist bitch because I said that she could help him and now you'll think her goal is to help him become better yada yada yada. Fuck off. Defeating the horcrux taught him enough. He respected her. He remembered about the elves when she didn't. He begged to be tortured instead of her. He wouldn't need it because school work and jobs are different and the same person might perceive those differently. Calmness and relaxation doesn't hinder your potential. Not caring and laziness does. You can't function if you work and are stressed 24/7 with zero breaks. Period.

10)

No i do not want (nor does anyone want) Hermione to become Ron. Being slightly calmer doesn't change up your personality. I'm sure many people dislike those sort of fanfics without a doubt. I hate OOC and I don't want Hermione to lose her intellect with Ron because that makes no sense. Ron himself is intellectual and loves arguing with her. They'd boost each other, more like it.

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okay thats it i am exhausted as fuck. thanks for reading, i appreciate it. notes and reblogs are appreciated, this takes work.

[randomsevans]

The wolf with in

Part 3 : the raging red wolf

You stood there in shook as his warm lips touched yours .

You pulled away first . Even with the kiss being a split second it felt like it stopped everyone around you . As you stood back your eyes were wide and your cheeks bright red

You glanced at Ransom who hold the same expression as you until his face turned sour m

"That 'll learn you "

He then step into your personal space again.

"You will learn to listen to your alpha " he grumbled.

You stood still silent the shook of the kiss still very much still having an effect .

"Yeah hear me !" He question with eyebrows raised his blue eyes staring down at your.

"Yes " you whispered it was all you could get out .

"Yes what ? "

"Yes alpha "

He nodded his head and made his way back toward your door .

"Alpha ?" You dont know why to decide to stop him but as soon as your voice broke the silence Ransom eyes were back on you softer .

"Omega "

"Why ?" You ask

"Why ? " he sighed tossing his head side to side "it was a good way to show you who you obey. " as wicked smile place on his lips "and I wanted to see if you were any good ... might have traded on of the blonde for ya " he chucked .

That stung .

"See we are just like the rest to him , we are vile and no one will ever want us " You told your omega with in .

"No ! We will .. one day we just have to wait "You could help but feel the disappointment and lack of hope with the wolf with in you.

"Oh ..." was all you were able to get out .

"Yeah so I'm just gonna get back to the blondes " with a shrug he opened the door.

"Is... is it true what there said !" You blurted out quickly as both your omega and human side as both bruised .

"Is what true ?"

"That ... no male wants me ... because my scent is that disgusting I'll never mate " you whispered .

Ransom eys softend and sighed " you have no idea .... "

And with that he was out the door

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You woke up the next morning to a loud creek which could only be your front door . You let out a loud annoying weez as someone pull the cover down from your face .

Your eyes red and puffy with tear stains down your cheek making them feel stiff . Because as soon as Ransom left last night you couldn't stop your self from crying due to the nights events . It lead you to pass out on your bed in last night's clothes due to extortion.

As the covers lift from your face Nats redhead combined with the sun made a blinding light , in your attempt to pull back your covers.

"Uh no ... get up " Nat demand .

"Why didnt she challenge for alpha ?"

"The same reason you didnt" she chuckled

"I said that out loud didnt I " you said sitting up .

"Yep and as much as I'd love to the alpha you know that ..."

"Yeah yeah female are for mating and pups just because society allows our independence it shouldn't effect pack tradition " you put on a mocking voice .

Its not like women were just that in your pack we could do everything a man . Over time the pack changed there ways and rightfully so . And now a female member can do everything a male one can do . Apart form the one that is we cant challenge to the alpha.

"Sucks to be us " she sat at the edge of the bed .

"Dame right its is ... you would make a good alpha " you giggled.

"I know I would ...but I'm not... but your gonna tell me why put alpha called you omega infrount of the pack or in general as well as why he left smiling wide when he left your cabin "she demand yet again

"He was smiling?" You tilted your head in being curious .

"Like a Cheshire cat until his eyes settled on the blonde and fucked off for the rest of the night "

"I dont know "

"Which part the omega or the smiling " now she was tilting her head

"Both ! .. the whole dame thing "

"Right calm down geez" she joked "just start off by why he called you omega ... wait you haven't mated with him have you " her eyes grow large

"What ! No noooo no .... nobody wants to mate with me last of all the alpha " you say it was a matter of fact .

"Now who told you that shit !" Her voice filled with anger.

"The girls... Ransom there all said that I will never get a mate because of my scent and that I'm lucky that I havnt been kicked out the pack yet because it's that disgusting " you whisper shaking your head as the words fell out your month . You glance up at Nat she sat still soaking in the information.

"JAMES !" Was the only thing she said well yelled as her face stayed the same and her eyes soften

The next thing you know james steps into your bedroom.

"What ?"

"Does y/n smell " she said dead serious staring at you not even glancing at james .

"What no ..." james giggled " why ?" He laughed more

"Because Ransom said so " the annoyance in nats voice showed as she made her hands into fist at the side of her .

When the words left Nats month James instantly stopped laughing you looked at him, his eyes became wide and his skin was pale .

"Hes afraid "Your omega told you

"Why would he be afraid?"

"So ! " nat stood up and went to the door as she speeded out .

"Nat wait where you going " you yell after leaping out of your bed .

She made a sharp turn

"No one and I mean no . No matter alpha or not makes my friend feel unwanted. " she sped walk out of your cabin making her way to Ransom as you and James yelled after her following her on her war path .

Nat stepped onto the alpha front porch and began banging on his door .

His door opened wide as you and james made your way to the cabin . As two of the blondes made there way out.

Walking out the door there glance at Nat in fear as then there gazes turned to you as there walked further out .

"Well isn't the unwanted omega " one of the said as there walked past you making the other one giggle . You just looked to the ground in shame and embarrassment.

The door was about to close as Nat put her foot inbetween the door frame and door and pushed the door back open

"What the fuck !" A rumble as a very sleepy Ranson wiped his eyes as he place one of his famous smirks on his face

"Natasha what do I owe the pleasure... if that what you want " he lazily chuckled.

"Fuck you !" Nat brake

"Happily " Ransom replied only for Nat to push him into the house and pin him to the wall .

"How dare you make her feel unwanted " Nat yelled as the tears began to go down your check

"What the fuck are you going on about... get the fuck off me I'm your alpha " he yelled back as he pushed Nat off him standing high

"I dont care if you alpha or fuckin god .. " she pointed into his bare chest " you do not make my friend feel unwanted and worthless "

"What are you... "

He was cut of as nat slapped him across the face making his head turn to face you his blue iceberg melted and his shoulder slumped

"Y/n " he went to step near you only for nat to step in front

"You ever tell her she unwanted and I'll make it my life meaning for this pack to find a new alpha sooner rather then later " nat began to pull you out of the door as she walked away

"Is that a threat to your alpha " he growled

"Indeed it is !" Natasha scaritlcly said " come on" she glance at you as she was now outside with james .

Ransom pulled you to his side

"Fuck off " Ransom growled as a warning to Nat

"Let go of her " nat yelled as you stood quietly

"Piss of we got some talking to do "Ransom said as he shut the door in nats face

He slowly made his way back to you as you saw him relax back into Ransom and not the alpha.

"Y/n I'm soo sorry I was drunk .. so drunk i cant even remember anything apart from leaving your cabin at the beginning of the night " he said slowly and gently as he placed his hands on your shoulder and looked deep into your eyes .

"It doesnt matter it's TRUE ! anyways " you sighed

"What no its ... " Ransom paused closing his eyes only to open them again "I'm sorry okay "

"Wait you dont remember last night ?" You asked

"No " he chuckled scratching the top of his lip

"Oh !"

"Why ? .. did I. Did I do something else to hurt you " he sound almost panicked

"What is going on with him "

"He always acts this way with us when no ones around "

"Not necessarily... " you began almost shy

"What then " Ransom Shruged still close to you "what omega "

"That " you pointed out

"What ?" He was confused

"You... you called me omega " you said quietly

"I always call you omega " Ransom chuckled squinting his eyes

"You called me it infrount of the pack.. well more like yelled when I wouldnt move "

Ransom faced dropped and he went pale "why did I yell out you ?"

"Because I fell to the floor after you pushed me and you yelled for me to get up "

"Oh y/n I'm sorry ... god sorry not enough " and there he was soft Ransom

"That's not all .." you sighed

"I did more " Ransom signed in announce with him self

"You um .. you "

"I what ?"

"You kissed me !" You blurted out quickly as you closed your eyes slowly opening to see a nervous Ransom .

"Ummm . I'm s..."

"Dont say your sorry again "

"Ummm okay .." he scratch the back of his neck and looked down " so ... um what did you think "

"Think of what ?" You titled your head

"Of the kiss " Ransom gaze finally met yours

"Um it was a surprise " you shrugged " but you hated it as you said I was only to shut me up and see if I was any good to swooping me with one of the blonde .... I guess not since you left "

"You could never be replace " ransom mumbled quietly. As if you went ment to hear it

Your eyes grew wide "what!"

Ransom turned bright red as if he had just been caught .

"Uh nothing .... do you really think you will never find a mate ?"

"Yes if its not my scent that I'm sure it is because everyone stays away from me or even if I intruded myself people would leave . At first a thought it was my father doing but he always denied so it must be me ."you sighted

Ransom had a rather smug smile on his face almost as if he was delighted "so the males are staying away from you"

"Yeah!"

"Do .. do you have you eye anyone ?" He questioned.

"Yes you !" Your omega barked

"What hell no !why would we especially him ?"

"God you humans are so stuiped "

"What's that supposed to mean !"

"Earth to omega " Ransom voice cut short your inner conversation with your omega

"Sorry what ?" You asked

"Never mind " he sighed straightening his back "iv got pack business to attend to soon and I'm sure you've got your on things to do "

You nodded your head taking the hint and making your way to the door . As you open it

"I really am sorry y/ n you know how things can get when I get drunk "

"It okay alpha "

"Iam I forgive "

"Always " you smiled as your wolf howled in agreement. You step outside as the warm breeze hit your cheeks and for some reason you couldn't wipe the smile of your face . As you turned around one last glance at the alpaha cabin you saw Ransom shutting his door with a quick glance to you . His face had the same expression a smile that wouldnt disappear. As you began to step forward and the door creek closed you heard a small whisper

"Soon ... "

[bumblesimagines]

The Wolf Pack

Part 6

Request: Yes or No

(Y/N) entered the bar, glancing at Blu who pointed up. He jogged up the stairs, scanning the hall for Penny's room with a confused Malachai following close behind. He slammed her door open causing the blonde to jump a bit.

"Jesus.." She held her chest, looking at them.

"What are you gonna do with it?"

"What am I gonna do with it?!"

"Are you gonna abort it or some shit?!"

"Abort it? Penny, are you pregnant?"

"I don't know what I'm gonna do! It's my child!"

"Which is why I'm asking!"

"What the fuck is going on?!"

"Shut the hell up!" The three flinched and looked at Mama Kenna.

"Sorry, Mama Kenna." They whispered. Mama Kenna sighed.

"What's the problem?"

"Penny's pregnant-"

"Congrats."

"-And she doesn't know what she's gonna do with it." (Y/N) said. Malachai crossed his arms, still surprised.

"Well, who's the father?" Mama Kenna asked. Penny opened and closed her mouth.

"I don't know.. It could be (Y/N)." She replied.

"Or Malachai."

"What?" Mama Kenna and (Y/N) said in unison, looking at Malachai.

"Can't be mine. The first and only time I slept with her was when we met." Malachai raised his hands.

"Yeah, but I only just found out. Women don't really start showing until the fourth or fifth month." Penny reminded.

"Hopefully it's yours, I don't need another child." (Y/N) mumbled, earning a slap to the back of the head. He hissed, rubbing the spot. Mama Kenna rolled her eyes.

"We'll go visit the doctor later, sweetheart. Are there any other possible fathers?" Mama Kenna asked. Penny shrugged.

"Yeah but he's a Serpent."

"Jesus Christ, Penny.." (Y/N) mumbled.

"Don't act as if you haven't slept with one before." Mama Kenna said.

"Both of you should stop sleeping around." Malachai said with a shrug. The two glared at him. Malachai grinned, swooping in and pecking (Y/N)'s lips.

"A DNA test will solve this right away. You should probably tell the Serpent that he could be a possible father." Mama Kenna said, motioning for her to come so they could go to the doctors.

"How come you don't want another kid?"

"Nadya is as clingy as you and it makes the whole Alpha think more complicated." (Y/N) explained, crossing his arms. Malachai hummed, hugging him from behind. (Y/N) gave the wall a hard stare.

"You're tense as fuck, babe." Malachai said, littering the side of his face with kisses.

"Just wondering how I'm gonna take care of things."

(Y/N) watched from his car as Penny walked along the sidewalk with a bag from the gas station. A masked guy came up behind her and started to repeatedly stab her with a hand over her mouth. (Y/N) drummed his fingers against his steering wheel. He started up the car, driving away as he saw two Ghoulies running over to help.

"Pretty brutal, don't you think?" Blu asked.

"She was starting to get annoying plus it's an excuse to start a gang war." (Y/N) shrugged.

"Good thing that ex of hers really didn't want the baby." (Y/N) added. Blu sighed, looking forward. (Y/N) glanced at the dogtag dangling from his rearview mirror with the words 'Little Bird' on it.

(Y/N) smiled gently, taking the newborn from Sana. Nadya cooed, calming down once she was in her fathers arms.

"Hello, little bird." He whispered. Nadya opened her (E/C) eyes, peering up at him. The only person he would ever truly love was looking up at him.

(Y/N) pulled up to the bar, getting out of his car. (Y/N) leaned against his car, taking out a pack of cigarettes. He looked up when Malachai exited the bar as Blu entered. (Y/N) put the cigarette away.

"What's wrong, Mal?"

"One of the boys called.. Penny got stabbed and..." Malachai mumbled curses under his breath, wrapping his arms around him.

"She was declared dead at the scene." Malachai whispered, burying his head in his neck.

"Those fucking Serpents..." Malachai hugged him tighter. (Y/N) frowned, hugging him as his phone vibrated. He took it out, glancing at the texts. One annoyance down.

"Do they know who it was?" (Y/N) asked softly, leaning back and cupping his face in his hands.

"Some guy... He turned himself in and confessed right there that he did it." Malachai replied.

"Come on, babe. You need to sleep.. We'll figure everything out in the morning." (Y/N) cooed. Malachai nodded, following (Y/N) inside and up to his room. He lied down with Malachai, running his hand through his hair until he was asleep. (Y/N) liked Malachai. Killing him would be a pain and (Y/N) wanted a boytoy around.

"You'll be okay, Mal." He whispered, pressing a kiss to his forehead. (Y/N) felt the grip around his waist tighten as Malachai buried his face into his chest.

(Y/N) adjusted his mask as he heard motorcycles. He slid off his hood, glancing at Malachai who stayed in the car. Jughead and FP parked their bikes, meeting (Y/N) halfway.

"We had-"

"Save it, Jughead, I wanna talk to the real King." (Y/N) sneered.

"Last night Penny was attacked by a Serpent. A pregnant woman was attacked by one of yours." (Y/N) shoved FP who almost fell because of his injured leg.

"We had no idea he was gonna do that. We didn't know she was pregnant either." FP said, sighing. Jughead swallowed.

"Why don't we do a truce-"

"Too late for one." (Y/N) sighed deeply, hearing Malachai's voice. He could already feel Blu's apologetic gaze.

"You fucked with a Ghoulie, Jones. You declared a fucking war the moment that guy planned it out." Malachai hissed, glaring at them. (Y/N) cocked his head.

"Do you want us to take the Northside? Make it our territory? Litter it with more drugs and weapons? You may have Katniss on your side but not everyone knows how to shoot arrows." (Y/N) tapped his bat against the ground.

"There's no eye for an eye in this one unless you're willingly to sacrifice the life of another Serpent."

"You can take someone. Not kill them but taking them onto your side will feel-"

"Penny died in a pool of her own blood, you think trading a dumb little Serpent is gonna do anything?" (Y/N) questioned. FP sighed.

"(Y/N), half of our gang is gone. They either switched sides or left Riverdale, we-"

"Stop being a gang. Disband. Become inactive, I don't give a shit but the Southside Serpents will be known as a myth. Either that or a war you'll lose." (Y/N) offered.

"That would mean no more drugs, no more going around in bike gangs, no more pocket knives, no more dumb gang tattoos. You can choose that or spill blood, take your pick. You know every Serpent that's left will run for the hills if you choose to go to war, Jones, so make it easy on yourself." (Y/N) watched the two go into deep thought.

"If it's a war you want, a war you'll get." FP said.

"Dad-"

"Seems like you need to talk it over so you have until tomorrow at four. If you don't show up, we'll raid the trailer park and give any Serpents there the option to join us or die loyal." (Y/N) said, stepping back and turning around. He heard a grunt behind him.

"Let's go, Malachai!" He called, opening his car door. (Y/N) noticed Jughead on the ground, holding his face and Malachai walking over with a satisfied look in his eyes.

"This will be interesting..."

[raindrenchedstories]

Clash of the Classes

It’s the little things, the things we don’t really give a second glance. Those are the most important signs. The things people really should pay attention to. Something even Henry had to pick up on over time. Over his near hundred years.

A small child turned to a particularly tall woman as they passed. Trying to gain their mothers attention as they were tugged along. He couldn’t make out what the toddler was babbling about but he could clearly hear the mother scolding them. “It’s rude to point.”

The taller woman paused, staring back. Children could see the damnedest things. Including see through a monsters disguise, and know it for what it is. He took another look at her. Seeing through her glamour.

Large wings folded over her shoulders, wickedly hooked at the joints. He could make out two sets of eyes, and a particularly rubbery looking set of jaws. A tail about half the length of her legs swept lazily behind her. Spiked. She looked so thin. Like she hadn’t eaten in years.

The topmost row of eyes slid in his direction, Henry returned to reading the paper. Far be it from him to disturb the creature. Even if he wasn’t familiar with her like. His keen ears picked up on her feet just tapping against the ground, bare.

A hooked claw pulled the paper away from him. And she met him eye to eye. “Yes?” He quirked a brow. Locking his ice blue eyes on her emeralds. The top set seamed to be the primary, so he focused on them.

“I was just wondering. What’s a darling like you doing out here? All~ alone.” That rubbery grin pulled away in what was probably meant to be a seductive grin. Just by the tone of her voice. He could just catch a peek at a second, more ridged and dastardly sharp set of teeth behind them.

“Just waiting. My dear.” He snapped the paper out of her grip and rose it to his eyeline again. She made a point to crawl into his lap. Slinging her arms over his shoulders and elbows.

“Well. Maybe I can wait with you.” He gave her a flat look, and promptly dumped her onto the seat beside him. Not at all minding the fact that she’d fallen off the bench instead.

Henry folded the paper in his lap, and leaned down to look her in the eyes. He couldn’t use his hypnosis like this. He’d need all her eyes engaged on his. And her lower set was on a very intimate part of his person at the moment. “Madam. I can see what you’re trying to do. But you really are wasting your time. My interests lay in the same direction as yours. If that makes any sense.”

“...In other words. Nothin’ doin’. Am I right?” Both sets of eyes snapped to a more appropriate location now. Although the lower set still stayed somewhere other than his eyes.

“Indeed. It was a fair effort, mind you. And were you a man, you’d have me at least intrigued. But this old bat doesn’t swing that way.” He offered her a hand, pulling her to her feet. 

She gave a short laugh. “Old? You’re what. Twenty five? at most.”

“Let’s put it this way. I’ve been around since before the second world war.” He flashed a toothy grin, just the tips of his fangs poked out. Surprising the woman, before she broke into a laugh.

Her wings curled around her as she snickered. “You’re a god damned Vampire? Ah. Makes sense. You probably see right through me. Don’t you?”

“Yes.”

“And judging from that accent of yours~” She flexed her claws. 

Henry raised a hand and shook his head. “No. I never fought in the war. Never held those ideals. Kind of hard to, when you’re being tortured in those damn camps.” He sighed. Leaning back. “Please don’t ask me to elaborate.”

She lowered herself a bit, sitting back down beside him. “Oh. Ah... Well now don’t I feel like a cunt.”

“You didn’t know.” He raised a hand dismissively. A smile tugged at his cheeks. “So, what are you, exactly? I haven't’ seen anything of your like.”

She shrugged. Folding her arms over her knees. All four eyes scrunched up. “I don’t actually... Know. I just am.” She gave a meek smile. “Sun’s going to come up soon. Did you have a place to spend the day?”

“Yes.” Henry stood and dusted himself off. “Thank you. Have a lovely rest of your night.”

He knew she was following him. Why was a mistery. But she was there. Shadowing his every step. Henry started to notice a lack of monsters in the area. Well, that was a slightly inaccurate statement. As a woman dropped from a ledge above him. Slamming another woman into the ground and binding her quickly. He recognized the material she was using.

It was webbing. Webbing from a close friend of his. Her pungent smell hung in the air anywhere this material was used. May had supplied it. This was probably one of her children. Yes, he recognized the markings on her jacket. 

Huntsman, as she was called. One of the assassins following May. A large, spider creature that had a habit of devouring a certain type of man. She’d set up a cafe in full interest of meeting with clients, then sending her little ‘spiders’ off to collect them. It was all under contract. Meaning hunters, and police had no say in what happened to them. That was just how monsters operated these days.

Henry had squabbled with her a few times. Conflicting contracts often had the two at ends. However, Henry was no fool. And often would relinquish his contract to her. In return for a favor.

The girl turned to him, gave a nod, before pausing. “Henry?” Her voice was little more than a whisper. Distorted by layers of fabric and her hushed tone. He tipped his cap to her with a kindly smile.

“Don’t be so surprised my dear. I do make my way up this far, on occasion.” He chuckled. Kneeling over the womans captive. “It’s rare when you target women. what did she do?”

“Snapped a pic of May. Look. You shouldn’t be here. Like. EVER.” Hunt hissed. Henry quirked a brow. Standing up with interest.

“Oh? Are there hunters?”

“Worse. There’s Dixie Violet.” The woman glanced over her shoulders nervously. As though something would jump out at her for simply speaking the name.

Henry scoffed. Leaning away. “That new drug that’s been circulating? I should be fine thank you. I am undead after all.”

“It’s not a drug. It’s a She. And she’s the big bad alpha monster here. Haven’t you noticed a lack of low class creatures in the area?” Henry took his time in looking around then tilted his head to the side. It started to make sense.

He himself, was higher ranking. Second to May in his little circle. They shared a ‘territory’ of their own. One that, if called, he’d maintain. Part of that was keeping smaller, low class creatures in line. Something he did regularly anyways. On his nightly hunts.

But the odd fact was, even if they were kept in line, they were still present. They still showed themselves. “Do you have permission to be hunting here?”

“May negotiated it. It’s a personal matter after all. But... Listen, Dixie doesn’t care. She’ll pray on another monster if she wants to. The only constant is... Gender.” Huntsman fidgeted nervously, eyeing him imploringly from behind the cloth covering her face.

“Ah. Are they under contract?” Henry rubbed his chin, thinking of a method out of town before he could be taken. Worst case scenario, he’d have to ask Holly to summon him, and tag along with her latest adventure awkwardly. He pulled his phone from his pocket, and texted her.

Huntsman shifted. “No.” she sounded hesitant to relinquish this information.

Henry huffed, before turning back to his phone. “Uncivilized.” He grumbled.Holly could do it, but in a bit of time. With any luck, this ‘Dixie’ wouldn’t catch him by then. “Thank you. For your warning. Please get yourself home safe now.” He continued down the dark alleyway. 

Worst case scenario, he’d have to keep fighting until Holly could drag him home. That was fine.

Something slammed him in the back, Hard. He turned to witness the same woman from earlier. She had a snarl set into her features. “Uncivilized, was it?” She threw her left wing forward.

Henry didn’t have much time to think. He burst into several small bats, swarming behind her. His fangs fully drawn, he tried to bite down. Just pricking her skin, however, caused a light hissing sound. He withdrew and lurched back, running a thumb over a fang. Cursing. It was shorter, blunted. Melted.

So biting was out of the question. In his distraction, he failed to notice her drawing up to his side, An elbow spike flew past his vision. Driving into his shoulder. He could feel the bone underneath crunch. 

It had been a long time since he’d last felt pain. Well, significant pain, at least. Henry’s voice choked into a snarl as he gripped the nearest wing. This would hurt. He jerked her hard, Dislodging the spike from his person and throwing her across the alleyway. He felt something snap, and she screeched.

“Not fun. Is it?” He growled, His left arm was useless. Hanging limp. He could heal it quickly, if he had time. But she left him no quarter as she charged. He burst into bats once more, moving behind her and gripping her other wing. Attempting to snap it just like the first.

She shook him lose and slammed him into the cement wall of an apartment building. They were making quite a bit of noise, it was a wonder no one even so much as peeked out a window. He took advantage of the wall burst once more. Rushing up it’s surface and reforming on the roof.

Magic started to pull at him. Sadly, ‘Dixie’ caught up with him. Bursting forward with her claws splayed wide He couldn’t exactly burst into bats a third time. He was already low on energy, and injured as it was. He’d probably just end up awkwardly clumping on the ground. but, even a weakened Vampire could be a terrifying enemy. Given their enhanced strength. 

Henry instead, dropped below her reach, grasping her around her middle with his remaining arm. The violet she beast screamed in rage as he threw her asside. She couldn’t correct her fall, with her damaged wing. Instead, she plummeted. Landing on a balcony below.

Something lit up under the vampires feet. Before he knew it, Henry was dragged away. Tumbling through time and space before he dropped hard onto a hard wooden floor. Wincing. He shot up snarling. Finding himself face to face with Holly. A book held in her hand, and summoning circle drawn below him in white chalk.

Henry panted, falling onto his side. “I may have to rest here, for today.” Was all he could choke out, before just letting himself drift off where he lay. Not quite asleep, not quite passed out, just... gone. His body got to work repairing it’s self while he lay there.

Holly dared not move him. So he remained, covered with a warm blanket and a soft pillow under his head.

Back in Vancouver, Dixie limped home. Her fall had cost her greatly. An elbow spike jabbed deep into her thigh. She opened the door, and locked all four sets of eyes on a man. Chained in the corner of the room Gagged. And terrified. 

“Looks like you’re it. Sweetcakes.” She carefully selected a hammer from the table, and strode over to him. Practically purring.