This is my take on omegaverse, so… I hope it’s alright~
with a GENDERNEUTRAL!apprentice
They adored him so much. From the way he practically dripped in desperation to his practically dire need to mate. Julian almost (almost) oozed alpha. But the moment they touched him, just a hand at his shoulder and dragging down his chest- they could smell his pheromones leaking from his pores. And he whined, actually whined, his cheeks grew dark and his eyes had blown wide and they knew.
This guy was the biggest Omega they’d ever met- and they needed him.
All the other Alphas around were pricks. Both Julian and them agreed that maybe, just this once, two Omegas were fine right? The chemistry was there and, by god, they liked each others scents so it must mean something.
The moment he pushed in had itched a scratch they had for the last week, but then it only served as the catalyst, a need to be fucked more. They reached back and grabbed him by the hip, tugging him closer. Julian gasped and followed their lead, rutting against them in fast, uncoordinated jerks.
And it wasn’t enough.
He was big, sure, and it felt so fucking good to be filled but… but it wasn’t like an Alpha. “Harder-” they pleaded. “Faster-” they begged. “More!”
Julian gave it. He dug sharp nails into their hips and drilled into them, the slap of skin on skin a hard and loud echo. He runs into a similar problem, the ache in his stomach only growing more and more. Julian leans forward, pressing his chest tight to their back and nuzzling into the back of their neck, taking in their scent and moving in further to suck possession marks into their skin.
Tingles arise in their skin. If they imagine it, they can practically feel his knot pressing at their entrance. They drop their head and meet his thrusts with equally need, equal desperation, and they can feel their climax inching closer and closer with every second.
He feels it too. His heart races fast and hard, and he bites harder into their skin, sucking until bruises would last far longer than their heats would. Just that alone made them squeeze around him and cry out his name- it made him work harder, faster, plunging deep into their core.
“Julian–” Their nerves begin to buzz just on the cusp of cumming, tears practically building in the corners of their eyes. “Knot me please! Please!”
“I- I can’t-” Julian’s desperate whimper back is a testament to how much this absolutely sucked. He made do, giving guttural grunts as he fucked into them harder, trying to reach a peak that neither of them may achieve.
They began to tremble and- after only a few seconds- they slumped forward in weakness as numbness licked at their limbs and their vision went white. Julian stilled behind them, trembling with similar ache.
Was that… a climax? Neither of them knew because by the time their minds came to they were still aching in the pits of their stomach to be completely and utterly claimed.
prince keith having suitors come visit to try to woo/impress him for his hand but little do they know he’s technically already betrothed to lance so he just continues to indulge them while internally snorting at their attempts & tells lance all about it later for laughs
lance then joking “damn looks like I’ve got some competition, huh?” and keith pulling him in for a kiss before saying “I choose you. you and only you.”
@leggylance hello when will you stop giving me ideas-
Keith crossed his legs as he leaned back in his throne. A hand was under his chin as his elbow rested on the arm of the chair. The line is long today and while it is very entertaining today was starting to get on his nerves. He just wanted to see Lance today and cuddle with him and kiss him and… a (definitely not shut up) dreamy smile appeared on Keith’s face and he almost missed the way the current suitor seemed to become more confident.
And more confident.
And more confident.
“Next!” Keith almost shouted, forcing the glee out of his voice when he saw the suitor’s face crumble. He had a weird sense of humor.
“Hello~” a too familiar voice greeted and Keith’s attention was immediately grabbed. He looked toward the familiar face with shining blue eyes Keith loves to get lost in and a dark skin that Keith loves to run his fingers over. The curly hair Keith loves to play with fell in front of the blue eyes.
Keith was smiling.
“Hello, Lance.”
“So… I think this suitor thing has gone long enough,” Lance said casually, stepping closer to Keith. Keith hummed, tilting his head and acting like he was thinking about it.
“You think so?”
“Oh yes definitely.”
Keith smirked, barely a twitch of the lips before getting up, ever so regal and walked down the steps and up to Lance. “Maybe you’re right…”
The gasps, protests, and overall disappointment from the suitors that saw just made the kiss all the better.
———
Keith traced his fingers slowly over Lance’s chest, smiling when Lance pulled him closer. He looked up at Lance, chin resting on his chest. “Hey…”
Lance looked at him, smiling faintly. Keith didn’t miss how Lance’s eyes weren’t as bright at the moment and Keith immediately shifted closer. “What’s wrong?” He whispered, hands cupping Lance’s cheeks.
“I just…” Lance glanced away, biting his lip. Keith gently brushed his thumb over Lance’s bottom lip to stop him from biting them. Lance sighed softly, leaning into the touch of Keith’s hands, placing one of his own over Keith’s. “I just… wonder why you chose me that first time we met…”
Keith kissed him softly, lips firmly against Lance’s. He wished he could convey all the love he held for him with his kisses. “I’ll always choose you, Lance… I love you, and nothing will ever change it… not our status, not our surroundings, not even death,” Keith whispered, taking a hand away from Lance’s cheek and placing it over Lance’s heart. “You’re my soul…”
Lance smiled softly, pulling Keith back in for a longer and deeper kiss.
I wrote this half baked idea reallt quickly. I hope it makes sense. Thank you everyone for your prompts.
-Mod Alucard.
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His back paws were kicking up rain as he made his way through the forest. The castle was just breaching his view between the heavy rains. He was panting as she slid through the mud, attempting to get home before the night overtook the land and his vision.
He managed to make it to the front door. The white wolf, exhausted, pushed his way into the castle, closing the door behind him and collapsing on the ground for a moment. Not wanting to change back, he got up and began to walk to the bedroom. As he made his way up the caslte he heard it.
“ADRIAN FAHRENHEIT TEPES” The wolf’s ears perked and her morphed back to his manly form.
“…Shit..”
“YOU TRACKED MUD IN THE HOUSE.” The vampire gasped, looking down at his boots and hands to see they were caked with both wet and dried bits of mud and clay.
“..Oh-”
“Where are you !” He didnt’ hesitate, becoming a wolf once more and sprinting into the library. He looked everywhere, not seeing a tabel to hide under. He scaled the bookshelf, slathering mud up the sides as he pushed himself to the top. He sat there, looking down at the entrance of the library and waiting for you to enter.
You stormed in, following the muddy paw prints and looking all over the library, not noticing the mess on the side of the tallest bookshelf. He used his paws to cover his nose, to keep himself from snickering.
“Where are you?” You begged, having looked everywhere. “Alucard please.. I’m not mad.”
“Are you sure about that?” He said, teasing you. You looked up to see the bastard, sitting atop the bookcase with his legs crossed….and covered in mud.
“Alucard your’e fucking up the house!”
“Not on purpose.” He defended. He patted the space beside him, urging you to join him.
“You know I’m short…”
“You can climb up here…” He continued to tease, gesturing for you to come. You sighed, cracking your knuckled and putting a foot on the less than sturdy shelf. As you began to pull yourself up, you cursed the vampire with every step. He just laughed at you.
“I’m going to kill you when I get up there.”
“You’re not going to make it.”
“I mean it,” You said, putting a foot up a couple more rows, “You’re dead-” You cut yourself off with a harsh gasp, the shelf cracking beneath your foot and sending you crashing back to the ground. Alucard gasped, a red mist overtakign him as he put himself behind you, catching you and sending both of you tumbling to he ground. he sat up immediately, looking down at you.
“Love, are you alright-”
“You Got mud on me!” You complained, taking him out of his defensive stance and making him laugh. He helped you to your feet, apologizing profusely.
————–
“Do I really have to?” Alucard said, peeling his soaked and soiled shirt from his body. He tossed it lazily to the side of the bathroom as you finished filling the bathtub. “I can clean myself-”
“Well I’m dirty too, thanks to you.” You complained. “The bath is ready. You are joining me.” You stood, undooing your robe and letting it fall off your shoulders. He had seen your nude form many times before but he just coudn’t get used to the rush of seeing it. He undid his pants quickly and tossed them aside as you lowered yourself into the water. You couldnt’ help but his at the sudden warm water, laying back in the tub and letting out a satisfied sigh. He lowered himself in beside you, giggling micheviously. You ignored him and continued to relax.
“Are you telling me you stripped me with no intent to -” You ducked his head beneath the water, smirking as he pulled himself back up, coughing.
“You are dirty. Clean yourself up.” He controlled his coughing, smirkingand geting the wet hair out of his face.
“Help me.” He whispered, making you let out a light chuckle. You rolled your hips, hovering over him and straddling his naked waist. You took a cloth and as he leaned back in the tub you wiped off the side of his face, returning the lively glow to his pale skin. His hands moves to you waist, rubbing circles into your hips.
“You’re such a baby.”
“I love you too.” He breathed, taking another cloth from the side of the tub and running to up the dried mud on your shoulders. You never broke eye contact with one another. You were a mess of biting lips and lickign fangs, staring strongly into one anothers eyes. You smirked, putting the cloth down in the tub and leaning in to give your dirty vampire a passionate kiss.
——
You had finished bathing a while ago, just laying on top of Alucard while sitting in the bath. He hugged you close to him, both of your torsos barely above water. You had your head resting in his neck, the smell of his freshly washed hair irresitable.
“You smell good.” He raised a brow at your sudden comment, giggling a little.
“Nevermind, flowers.” You corrected. You looked down at you, amused by your little rambling.
“What kind of flowers?”
“I don’t know… lilacs?”
“Well-”
“Sunflowers!”
“Sunflowers?”
“Definitely vanilla.” His smile just grew, his hand rubbing your naked thigh beneath the water. He stared up at the bathroom ceiling, listening to you ramble about his scent. He decided to interrupt you, feeling his finger begin to get too sfot.
“Love, we can’t stay in the water all day.”
“I want to lay and be naked longer though-”
“Well I didn’t say we couldn’t do that.” He corrected, continueing to tease you. “we just have to take our naked cuddling out of the water.”
“Do we have to?” You whined, Alucard putting you into his arms and standing, water cascading down both of you as Alucard carried you, like a bride, out of the tub. “Noo, I’ts cold-”
“When we get to the bedroom, you’ll be warm.”
———-
Alucard took care with the towel, patting dry the entire length of your legs and lookign up at you with a loving gaze.
“You know,” He started. “We should bath together more often.”
“You mean it? Cause at first you hated the idea.”
“It grew on me,” He said, moving to dry your hips. “I think I should go out in the right more often-”
“I will chop your tail off if you come back in this house dirty again.” He snorted at yoru threat, standing at cupping yoru face in his hands.
“Well, I suppose I’ll have to find another way to get dirty.”
Summary: When one of the Avengers finds a girl fleeing from her past, her only option is to trust them to help her. What they did not know was that this decision would change everyone’s life forever. Especially Tony’s.
A/N: Okay, I’ve been thinking about writing this for a long time ago, and it’s finally here! Hope you guys enjoy and tell me what you think! If you wanna be tagged just send me a ask!
You’re running as if your life depends of it, and stopping to think, it really does, so you run, like never before. Ignoring the complains of people and the wish of scream. Ignoring everything. You just runs. If she caught you, you’re going to have a fate worse than death.
You keep running, no stop until your lungs can’t take anymore, you start feel dizzy and because of this, your feet get in the way and you hit the ground.
The pain of the impact in your knee make you want to scream, and some people came ask if you’re okay or if you need help, but you don’t hear a word. The voices are too distant, everything seems on slow motion, blood pumping in your ears and your blur vision make everything difficult as you just pray to this people stop touch you.
You had to keep running. You had to keep running until you’re sure she wouldn’t find you.
You stand up slowly, yout knee not helping much with the goal, as long with some people that try to stop you. You push this persons away and start to run again, but this time, limping lightly, with sweat and blood mingling.
After just some minutes more, you can’t anymore, too tired and hurt to continue, you feel like you’re going to faint at any moment, and it’s going to be bad. You can’t risk to be taken to the authorities; you can’t.
Before you could think about to much, you came up against someone, making you and the person fall again, your blur vision prevents you from seeing what man it was.
“I’m sorry, Are you alright?” The man asks, with a strong accent it reassure you. None of her henchmen had accent.
You try to get up again but your body don’t cooperate, so you fall one more time and start feel the darkness, now known, try to reach you.
No! Not now! Please, not now!
“For all Gods, what happened to you?” a tone of urgency reach his voice. You feel the voice halfway close, but so far away at the same time. “Hey, look at me. I think you gonna faint” He try to hold your face, but you push him away immediately. “Okay. Okay. I’m not going to touch you. I’m not gonna hurt you”. He says softly, as the darkness grew closer and closer, and your whole body tremble and everything turn. “But you need help, little one. I’m going to take you to the hospital.”
This words make the desperation grow inside you again, making you look to the unknown man and shake your head frantically; The action only make you feel another wave of dizziness, this time stronger.
“Hey, hey, stay awake. You don’t wanna go to the hospital? Okay.” He seems to think for a few minutes and says “Okay, I’m going to… Hey, little one. Look at me, try to…”
You don’t listen, the weariness overcome you, making you plunge into the scary and familiar darkness.
“…I found her on the street… was running and fall in me. She seemed scared… I could leave… didn’t want me to touch her…”
“… Pretty ugly. Put her here.”
“Hey little one? Can you hear me? Open your eyes?”
“Her knee…”
You open your eyes slowly and as soon as you do, the throbbing pain in your head and knees hit you making you grimace in pain. Soon after, you feel a thing in your nose and only then realize that you have an oxygen mask in your face, which you pulled awkwardly, then you saw the carefully placed bandage around your head, over the cut that once bleed.
The brightness of the place makes your eyes hurt, so you close them quickly, making you feel an irritating wave of nausea.
You try to open your eyes one more time, and this time isn’t so hard. It hurts a little, but you blinks a few times trying to readjust the focus to examine the place that you’re in. When you vision isn’t hurting so much, you look around.
You’re in a white room with medical equipment around. A hospital.
Damit! I asked to that guy to not bring me here! I have to get out of here. Like, now.
You put your feet out, rising quickly, losing some of the balance, but soon recovering, looking around again, and approaching the immense glass window overlooking the whole city.
It’s a big hospital. With a little luck they won’t see me.
You go to the door and open it slowly, facing a large hallway with others many doors.
What a quiet Hospital. Hospitals aren’t supposed to be noisy? And it’s so big… Well, it’ll be more easy than I thought.
When you’re going to take the first step out of the room, you hear voices.
“Friday said she woke up” A male voice says.
“Is she okay?” Another male voice asks.
“I don’t know, she seemed pretty scared.” The guy with accented responds.
Fear invade you with full force as she close the door quickly, looking around for somewhere, anywhere to hide, and the only thing you see is a wall that who enters the room can’t see. You run there and lean back, hoping not to be seen.
You hear a knock in the door. “Hi, we coming.” The familiar voice froze your spine.
Oh, no.
They open the door and don’t see you, which give them urgency in his voice.
“Where is she?”
Oh no, this is much worse.
“Kid, it’s okay, we not going to hurt you.” You hear the voice you know very well from the television.
You see a boy of your age walking towards you and standing in front of you, the brown eyes never leaving yours.
Oh, fuck me.
“Mr. Stark.” The boy calls and the two men are now in front of you.
This is bad. This is very, very bad.
“Hi, I’m Loki, this is Stark and Peter, you’re safe now.” The accent man introduce himself.
You close your eyes tightly, trying desperately to find a solution to what was to come.
“It’s okay kid. You’re in the avengers tower.” Stark says with a worried expression.
I have to find a way to get out of here pretty soon.
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