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Fuck people who don’t let themselves be vulnerable enough to nest. My sister (visiting home from college) just yanked me into her nest and oh my good lord, it smells so good in here and is so damn warm. Fuck toxic masculinity telling male omegas not to nest. NEST. IT FEELS SO DAMN GOOD.
Boyf Riends omegaverse/hybrid drabble TW: The word rape is said Jeremy was curled up in a ball inside walls built up by blankets and pillows. His tail followed the curve of his body, twitching slightly as he slept. It had been a long week at school, especially because everyone seemed to be in desperate need of getting laid. He could’ve sworn he smelt just about every alpha and every omega from down the hall and still be able to pick out who it was. Thankfully, most of his friends could control themselves and their pheromones to an extent. He nearly collapsed in the best he lay in as soon as he changed out of his jeans. He was left in his boxers and a sweatshirt he’d picked up off the floor. Except this wasn’t his room, so the sweatshirt he picked up wasn’t his. And he was certainly not in his own nest. It didn’t take much longer for the door to open. For the smell of cedar and sandalwood body wash to hit him. He didn’t even lift his head in a greeting, he just waited to be approached. Jeremy knew exactly whose excited tail was wagging, he knew the scent of that body wash mixed with the fragrance that naturally came from his best friend. He felt the nest dip, and then, Michael. Jeremy rolled over, his body aching from heat. It was miserable. But he smiled when he felt lips press against his. “You’re still lying here? I thought you said it wasn’t so bad.” Michael teased, starting to kiss up his face and ear. “I feel like I’m going to bust, like, in every sense.” Michael began licking his neck in small laps in between kissing. He changed spots again, attempting to kiss Jeremy’s face. In return, he got a whine and the slowest, most uncomfortable attempt at rolling over ever. He crawled forward with a grunt, then moved onto Michael’s lap and chest, trying to close the distance between them. His tail was tucked, and his ears were flat against his head as he shook. “Dude, lie down then.” Michael rolled his eyes at Jeremy’s shaking and frowning face. “Everything hurts,” He whined, lying down on top of Michael. “Your dad is probably wondering where you are,” Michael told him, petting his ears in a soothing stroke. “I don’t care, he’s too intimidated by your mom to come over here. Weak beta bitch.” Michael scoffed, letting out a surprised laugh. “Jer, your dad is not weak,” Jeremy grunted at that. “Yeah, right. He sucks so hard. He’s terrified of you , y’know. He’s all like, ‘That boy won’t stay that way forever, they never do. You’re gonna end up getting raped,” He mocked his father. “Why would I ever rape you??” Michael sat up, alarmed. “You wouldn’t,” Jeremy replied, trying to lie back down. “Dude, your dad has some serious issues,” Michael murmured, leaning back again. “It’s because my mom left, ever since, he’s been trembling in fear around any other alpha. It’s insane.” “Your mom was a beta, though,” Michael commented. “Yeah, but her new boyfriend is an Alpha. Big, scary, wolf-hybrid, alpha.” Jeremy remarked sarcastically. He shifted, trying to find a position to alleviate the pain in his abdomen. Michael lay down in the nest, Jeremy followed, his body whining for any sort of intimate act. But he was too tired to have sex, surprisingly. So he lay down next to Michael, his chin resting on Michael’s chest. Michael’s hand returned to Jeremy’s hair, petting and scratching his scalp. Jeremy looked up at Michael through his lashes, the aching in his body making his eyes water just slightly. Michael frowned, his other hand coming to cup Jeremy’s cheek as he practically cooed at him. “Aw, Bear. Poor you,” Michael murmured in a mockingly sympathetic tone. “I know,” Jeremy sighed dramatically, “Poor me.” They smiled at each other, Michael letting out a little laugh before he pulled the blanket over Jeremy. Jeremy snuggled close to Michael under the blanket, his tail twitching happily under the covers as he was doted on by his boyfriend. They quickly dozed off, the weight of school pressing on their exhausted bodies. Michael stirred in the late afternoon, feeling the warmth of Jeremy’s body pressed against his. He tightened his grip, his nose picking up the scent of his mother’s. He could tell she came in, but didn’t stay for long. He felt the initial comfort of her scent, then it quickly wore off, and he worried she had touched Jeremy. He shook off the worry, it wasn’t like him to feel anxious over that. It was odd, his mom would never hurt Jeremy. He brushed it off, staring down at his boyfriend. —– A/N hi short little boyf riends omegaverse/hybrid drabble i did just to get it off my brain so better things could come out, requests or suggestions are welcome :) ok bye also it’s very unfinished bc yeah
In Heat There is something wrong.. There’s something in the air, there has to be. It’s curling around my mind, sinking its claws in at the worst of times and it won’t give me a moments rest. It sends shivers down my spine and boils my blood, crowding me until I can’t breath, body too hot and mind too dazed to escape its jaws. I keep giving in, iv tried giving it what it wants but it’s craving something I ain’t got. Desperately searching for something it can’t have and is left unsatisfied at the substitutions. It demands more, “just a little longer” it whispers, spurring me on “just a bit more.” But it hurts too much to continue, the pain overpowers the pleasure and I’m left wanting, frustrated at the voice yelling at me to keep going…. even when I can’t. There is no reasoning with This Beast
I want random nuzzles and scenting from a pack. I want cuddles. I want the comfort that comes with community. It feels as though I’m always the first one reaching out a hand/initiating contact. It feels lonely sometimes, wanting someone to reach out in the same way. I mean this in a physical contact way not just a message. That spontaneousness platonic affection that leaves me feeling seen and wanted. That my presence matters in more than words. Alphas also need comfort.
You guys do realize that omegas aren’t like, vulnerable during heats, right? Right?? Sure, they’re going through fucking heat and everything is burning up, but I have seen multiple omegas, from my sister to the girl at the end of my dorm who has a broken leg, fight off alphas who try to approach them that they don’t want. You guys do realize that omegas don’t just take any knot that they can get and find someone they want, right? RIGHT???
People always talk about, like, giving a medieval peasant a dorito, and how the flavor would just straight up kill them, and it has me thinking of a case where we have the exact opposite issue… I want to give a Spartan soldier omegaverse fics, it would blow their fucking minds seriously. Like, they can get their fem boyfriends pregnant?! They’d be all over that shit. Also the whole connection with wolves and the scents and stuff. Spartans would create the most utterly, horrendously, toxic omegaverse yaoi the world has ever seen, and they’d do it completely seriously. They’d be writing shit about coming home to their omega smelling like the fear of whoever they just slaughtered in battle, and it’d be the kinkiest shit imaginable. Genuinely we might have dodged a bullet here, I don’t think the world could handle the crazy shit they’d do with it.
Ahhnh Co-coefficient of linear expansionn please - Shh it’s okay, you’re doing so good for me my angular velocity Please Coefficient of linear expansion- Ah ! Nngh! My angular velocity, my sweet angular velocity- taking me so well
Suddenly realized that I need to figure out how to write a character’s introduction just right so it’s believable. Because while yes this character is a flirt and he does kind of get off on the wrong foot with the MC and his friends because of a poorly timed joke, this character being introduced in chapter 8 isn’t a bad guy. He’s actually really nice and a softie when it comes down to it, even protective of the more submissive characters (one of which is the MC) since he has some regrets from what happened to omegas/bottoms in his care…but that’s to be revealed in probably book 2 or book 3.
Ok so if omegaverse has where any of the secondary genders(??)/designations has random purring for soothing/contentment/happy, then I vote that there’s also random growling/grumbling for an involuntary reaction for no reason or when you just don’t like that guy. Inspired by my cat who is a grumbler even though she’s pretty happy most of the time, the exception being when the stray gets up at the window and she decides to cuss him out in cat speak. Hashtag good luck figuring out why your boss makes that noise at you lol
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