passages that make you whisper "oh my god"
no bc deweysquared omegaverse dynamic is like. connor won't let brandon do a mating bite because he thinks that's archaic and brandon gets so horny about it that connor's like dude. connor keeps him on a leash sometimes and that's not better. brandon won't stop trying to scent him at practice so connor's like i'm exiling you to the other side of the ice until you're normal again. both of them know connor loses his mind when brandon talks abt breeding him but neither of them are willing to say a word about it because that would be weird or whatever. literally the entire rest of the team is like can you PLEASE just figure whatever you're doing out because the rest of us would like to stop having to reapply scent blockers every two seconds bc you can't keep it in ur pants. brandon keeps begging connor to get hitched and connor is like no and also no <3 but i can pretend to give you a mating bite if it would chill you out for five minutes
Thinking of an omegaverse scanario where an alpha goes into a violent rut and the omega in their presence, trying to avoid getting a knot shoved where no knot has ever been, tries to redirect the situation by pretending to be weak/hurt/afraid so that the alpha will channel their sex drive into a drive to protect.
And it works. But it requires the omega to constantly reinforce their own vulnerability, because the alpha is out of their mind (sex-pollened or something to that effect). And it's one thing that the omega isn't in general a person who is fine with being vulnerable - they are getting hives but this is life or death situation, so they have no choice. The other thing is that the longer the situation goes on, the omega's buried instincts start to take in the alpha being all aggressively protective over them and react accordingly, welcoming the chance to be vulnerable.
Which leaves the omega in a situation of fighting on two fronts - the alpha and their own brain, because someone has to keep their head. Right?
Dunno, but I see it absolutely working with Fengqing xD
Veneration of the Ruinous
Fandom,Pairing: Shepherds of Haven ( @shepherds-of-haven) , Niamh Valendil/Chase Trinaeste 3.5 k, smut..like… a lot (minors DNI pls) A/N: SOO the first sinful thing I publish is an absolute behemoth. Go figure. We aren’t here yet in the demo, therefore liberties were certainly taken, I just have MANY feelings and we love a Notable Shift in a relationship. I would like to thank Boyce Avenue’s cover of Crash Into Me and the valley by Miguel. And the Niamh x Chase playlist
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Okay okay listen Tim would never understand Jason’s need to provide but he recognizes the devotion of it all and when he finally gets it… he’s never letting go. A different kind of devotion. That’s something they can both understand
yessss. YES. they initially have completely different views on it! Tim hates the part of himself that Jason craves to feed - he sees it as parasitic, a reason for shame, and the possibility that he could go too far one day and kill what he loves. For Tim, it's something to hate; for Jason, it's something to love.
But Tim understands devotion. He understands wanting to be claimed, wanting to belong wholly and utterly to someone, and he starts to see Jason's obsession with it as akin to that feeling. He wants it too, he feels it too OwO
Because what makes me insane about it is just...their problems are the same. Jason hates the wolf; Tim loves the wolf, because the wolf is Jason. Tim hates his thirst; Jason loves his thirst, because the thirst is Tim. It's so... if we have to hurt to live, then let me bear it with you. i'm not normal about it
Hey author! I can't choose, it's too difficult! Soo I'm giving you this awesome opportunity to choose! 😁 (Or do everything your call no pressure)
A= aftercare
R= Risk
T= Turn ons
H= Hair
U= Unfair
R D Dirty Secret (please choose this please choose this pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease)
Oh my God, Anon well done!
I hadn't noticed that it formed ARTHUR until I started writing.
A: Arthur never does things by halves. After the intensity, he's infinitely gentle. He lies against you, wrapping his arms around you, kissing your temples, rubbing his nose against yours. He checks that you're breathing well, that you're comfortable, that you've got water, a tender word on the lips. I love you, I'm here. You've been wonderful. Tell him what you want, and he'll do it. And when you fall asleep in his arms, his chest will swell with the quiet pride of having taken care of you like no one else ever will. Because you're his.
R : Risk? He doesn't care, as long as you agree. He could very well drag you to a risky place, kiss you against a wall, hands and lips wandering, dirty words that shouldn't be said in public or outside a bedroom. He flirts with the limit, but only if you agree - because in his world, you come first.
T ; You're what's driving him crazy. Watching you blush, hesitate… then surrender to him. Feeling yourself give in. Your nervous little movements, the moans you barely hold back, his name on your lips. He's obsessed with the sensation of being chosen by you, again,and again. And yes, the idea of filling you, of keeping you, of binding you to him in a way that no one can erase, makes him completely spin.
H ; He loves your hair, gently pushing it away from your face when you're sleeping, wrapping it around his fingers when you're both lying against each other. pushing it over your shoulder to kiss the back of your neck. He usually has his hair under control, but in the act it's a mess and he likes you to run your fingers through it.
U : Arthur doesn't always play fair. He knows exactly where to put his hands, where to press his gaze, what to say to make you yield or plead. He can be devilishly slow, provocative, and perfectly calm while you lose your head.
R D : Arthur has fantasies he'd never express unless prompted. Despite his calm, controlled appearance, he wants to let himself go. To be led. To be undone. Sometimes he imagines you taking control, gently but firmly, while he tries to behave, to be a good boy while you tell him what to do. He loves the idea of being laid bare, in every sense of the word. But it also terrifies him. What if he disappoints you?
URGH. Emmerich Holyblade and I just went to The Ceremony to receive our RPG Job Titles, and he OBVIOUSLY got Chosen Hero Sword Saint. So now he's gonna set out to kill the Demon Lord of Darkness.
Me? I just got Dark Mage. Honestly, it's pretty rare, but the job opportunities are also limited. You either get into covert assassination or dungeon raiding.
God, just because we're the only two kids in The Village, Emmerich Holyblade automatically assumes this makes us friends. He doesn't even realize I hate him and his stupid smug swordsman ass.
URGGHHHH he just asked me to join his Grand Hero's Party. fuck. I can't just say no if the Grand Holy King himself is gonna payroll us to do this shit. Whatever man. Let's rock till the Demon Lord of Darkness is dead, and then I can retire and never see Emmerich Holyblade again.
from the fic the line is covered in jellyfish by @yunuen
You know what would be funny?
Baby Stalker Tim being seen as a omen.
There are goons that believe that he is a spirit haunting batman. That he is a child that the bat had lost before he became the dark knight.
He isn't, but people will still turn around whenever they see him lurking