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My second entry for the Haunting Heroes Discord DPxDC Omegaverse Weekend event.

Summary: "Stephanie tries to ride out her Heat by herself. Cass and Ellie want to comfort their pack member. Sad stories are told."

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My third entry for the Haunting Heroes Discord DPxDC Omegaverse Weekend event. A bit more angsty than the previous entries.

Summary: "Dan once had pack bonds. When his family and friends died, they broke and left him grieving and broken.

He's starting to form new bonds now, but he's scared."

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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i posted a second chapter! i should be studying

for day 2 of DPxDC Omegaverse Weekend!

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*deep sigh* why am i like this cries in should be studying

day three of DPxDC Omegaverse Weekend!

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Baby Fever

Summary: Damian wants pups. He wants a mate. He just wants a family. It’s not something he thinks he can have at the moment. A mission gone sideways might just prove him wrong.  Day 1 Nesting Accidental Child Acquisition

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Most people would take one look at Damian and assume that he was an alpha. Tall, broad shoulders, and a commanding presence. He let the rumors of his designation circulate, only ever appearing in public with scent blockers. He was a private person. Damian kept the secret that he was an omega close to his heart. Only his father, Richard, and Todd knew that he was an omega. He had been tempted many a time to confide in Drake, Cain, and the others. Yet he feared their perception of him; that it would change if they knew what he was. It was foolish of him, yes. His father was a male omega. They did not treat him any differently. In fact, they respected Father. 

Perhaps, he would reveal his designation if he found a reasonable partner. 

None had drawn his gaze though. 

No alpha, no beta, no omega. 

He desperately desired pups though. His menagerie of pets helped with his longing for a small babe in his arms. A precious pup who looked at him with eyes full of trust and love, who he could nurture and adore. Spoil with gifts and keep secure in his nest. 

If things continue as they were, Damian would never have a mate or children. He refused to let that be his life. Should that never occur, Damian had more than enough money to adopt and care for a plethora of pups. Damian… like his dam, was not good at expressing his emotions. He had grown up watching how that had damaged his brother’s and his own relationship with his dam until their pack bonds had stretched and nearly broken under the strain. Damian would risk it though, to have a pup of his own in his arms. To have a little family of his own. 

***

Damian was patrolling with Red Robin when Red Hood called on the line. 

“‘Ight. So. I was out taking out some child traffickers with my new buddy, Phantom. He kinda… couldn’t handle seeing the kids like that. He’s uh. A little feral. All’s good, just need some help getting him out of it.” Red Robin sighed. 

“Red Robin and Corvus here. We’re on our way.” 

Silently, they headed towards the location at the Docks that Red Hood was directing them to. The scent of fear and anxiety was strong when they landed. The smell of distressed made his inner omega whine. He could comfort them. All he had to do was remove his scent patch and reach out. However, it was being drowned out by the scent of an angry and protective alpha. Hesitantly, they walked towards where Red Hood and the others were. It seemed that Arsenal and Starfire had rescued the majority of the children who were being trafficked. 

Four of the pups were still inside. Three of them were behind the protective alpha, cuddled together and wrapped in a black cloak with Lazarus green lining. The alpha was looking at them with his fangs bared, his eyes dilated so far that he could only see a faint ring on green. The alpha had pure white hair and a black outfit with white gloves and boots. The fourth child, a pup that couldn’t be older than three, was cradled in the vigilante’s arms, their head nestled in the crook of the alpha’s neck. The pretty brown eyes looked curiously from the pup’s head, framed by long lashes and cheeks that should have been far chubbier. Those little fists were gripping tightly onto the vigilante’s suit. 

“Yeah, Phantom’s all protective over these four. One of them said something, I didn’t catch it, and then he went all feral and protective. Been trying to show him that we mean no harm, but it hasn’t done much,” Hood admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. 

Phantom, Red Hood had called him. 

From what he could see of the other children, one was likely blonde, the dirt obscuring the true color. They had clear green eyes that tugged at Damian’s heart, peeking at him from behind the cloak wrapped around them. The second child was slightly older, their worry and hesitant hope clear on their little face which was streaked with dirt. Their brown hair hung in clumps and was likely matted, their cheeks showing a hollowness that indicated some time without sufficient food. Damian’s instincts longed to scoop that child up and feed them. He would happily make them a nutritious and child friendly diet to ensure they regained the necessary weight that they needed. 

The third and final child that was wrapped in the cloak likely had some sort of injury, based on how they were holding themselves. Their black hair was short and uneven. Damian suspected that the traffickers had cut the child’s hair. The poor thing was in pain, yet still wary. All three of the children that were on the floor were trusting Phantom, the injured one leaning against the back of the alpha’s legs. They didn’t seem to be distrusting of the Outlaws or of Damian and his brothers. That was a good sign. So they just needed to focus on Phantom, the feral alpha. 

It wasn’t often that alphas went into a feral protective state. Especially so when it wasn’t even their own pups. Damian’s inner omega, which had already been at attention due to the smell of upset pups, was practically screaming at him that this, this man, was utterly worthy of him. This was the first time he had ever felt this way towards another being. Making up his mind, Damian reached up and removed the scent patch on his neck. His brothers both looked at him in surprise, but he didn’t care. Letting his omega scent out into the air, he slowly approached the feral alpha. There was a relieved and pleased note to his own scent. In his state, Phantom would likely think Damian was happy that he’d protected the pups and that they were safe. In actuality, he was so happy to have found someone that finally interested him, that would match him in being a perfect parent to pups, no matter their origin. 

“Good alpha,” Damian crooned, continuing to walk forward as Phantom made no moves against him. “Such a good alpha for protecting the pups.” Phantom blinked at him, some of his guard lowering. 

Damian was now close enough to gently unwrap the three pups in the cloak. Phantom was keeping a close eye on him, as were his brothers behind him. He could hear them whispering, however it was low enough that he could not understand the words. Damian removed his glove, letting the pups smell him. Once they relaxed due to his comforting omega scent, he picked the smallest one up, rubbing his face against their hair, covering them in his scent. The other two on the ground whined, reaching up towards him, wanting the safety and comfort that being with an omega would instinctively give them. 

Handing the toddler in his arms to Phantom, Damian leaned back down to grab the two that were clamoring for his attention. Damian noted that the injury seemed to be on the pup’s right leg. It was a gash that was clearly infected, based on the swelling and the redness. Damian resisted the urge to tut at that. He would need to make sure all of the pups were washed and attended to before they could be put in a nest. Damian walked back towards his brothers, expecting the alpha to follow him. He wasn’t disappointed to hear the footprints behind him. Stopping a few feet from the other vigilantes. 

“I’ll be taking the pups and Phantom back to one of the nearby safe houses. We should be able to take care of the pups and then nest with them. That should make Phantom calm down and come out of his state,” He told them. Red Robin nodded slowly. 

“We have good enough pictures of them on our body cams. We can run facial recognition on them to see if it matches any missing persons reports. Be careful, little brother. He is still feral. Let us know if you need anything,” Red Robin told him. Damian nodded, both grateful and sad. These pups should go back with their parents, but he would enjoy what time he had with them nonetheless.  

“Come on alpha,” Damian said, turning to glance back at the vigilante behind him. “Nest.” 

Phantom seemed to perk up at that, instincts wanting him to get the pups somewhere they could be safe and protected. It wasn’t too far of a walk with the children. It would go much faster if he could have been able to grapple, but he could not do so with two children in his arms. Finally, they reached the safe house. Phantom sniffed warily when they entered, growling softly but not making much of a fuss. The scents in the house were stale, which worked in Damian’s favor. It took little to no prompting to get all of them into the master bathroom. 

It was a tight fit, but Damian’s instincts told him not to let any of the pups out of his sight. Setting one child on the toilet seat, he grabbed two towels and spread one of them out on the floor. There. That would be a good place to put the children for now while he got a bath running. He set about getting the bath going, putting the second towel on the bottom of the tub. 

“What are your names?” He asked as he set about filling the tub with lukewarm water. It would hurt later, to establish a relationship with them only for them to be taken away. However, he wanted them to feel comfortable and pretend for a short while that they were his. 

“I’m Mary,” the pup with the matted brown hair told him. Damian hummed.

“Mary. A lovely name. It might take a couple baths and tries to get all of those knots out of your hair, but I promise you I shall do my best,” he reassured her. She sniffed. 

“Thank you. I like my hair. It’s - It’s curly though.”

“I’m Caleb,” the injured pup told him. 

“Hello Caleb. We’re going to have you go first, that way the water is as clean as possible for your wound. I’m going to need to clean it and bandage it after. It will hurt a bit, but I can give you some ibuprofen to help with the pain and the swelling.” He needed to tell them all what was happening, so they could feel reassured and know what was coming. Damian looked back, then huffed. The silly alpha was still holding the other two and on his feet. Damian patted the floor. 

“Alpha. Sit.” Phantom huffed, but did so. The baby still clung to the feral man, but that was fine. The other child scrambled out of his hold and joined the other on the floor, snuggling into Mary’s side. 

Damian helped Caleb remove his dirty clothes and then helped the small male pup into the bath water. The child hissed and then whined, clinging to Damian as his injured leg hit the water. Phantom growled, looking around for any perceived threat. Damian ignored the alpha, crooning at the poor pup as it got used to the water. Once Caleb was comfortable in the water, the curtain drawn to give the poor thing some privacy, he began to wash the pup. Unbidden, from his lips, came sweet whispers and promises to the child he was doting on. He praised the boy as he followed Damian’s directions as he washed his hair. He itched to grab a pair of scissors and fix the hatch job, but now was not the time. 

Once he was done, he drained the tub. Grabbing another towel from the cabinet, he helped Caleb dry off, being extra careful around the boy’s injured leg. After assisting the boy out of the tub and onto the toilet, he started the next bath. As that ran, Damian did his best to gently clean the gash and wrap it with gauze to protect it. Phantom, having noticed the wound, whined and sniffed at it, the scent of distressed alpha starting to leak out. Chuckling, Damian reached over to brush his wrists over Phantom’s head. It was both a claiming gesture and a soothing gesture. 

Once Caleb was clean and taken care of, he needed to wash Mary. Damian was able to get most of the tangles out. He didn’t want to keep Mary in the water too long, as it would cool, and he did not want her to get a cold. Either way, she looked much better and happier, smiling and giggling when she was able to run her hands through her hair and her curls were visible once more. The third child still refused to tell Damian their name. It was understandable. The poor thing had been through a lot. 

While he washed the third child, Phantom was happily cuddling and scenting Caleb and Mary. The youngest, the baby, had finally let go of the alpha and was giggling and babbling to the others. Phantom spoke for the first time when Damian gave him the third child and grabbed the baby. 

“Good omega,” the alpha rumbled. It was just two words, but it set Damian alight. His inner omega was howling in excitement and happiness at the praise. 

Damian shot off a quick text to his brothers, asking them to drop off food outside the safe house and to drop off some comfortable clothes and pajamas for them. Then he scrunched up the towel, to make a little head rest for the baby, that way they could lay down with their head out of the water. It was a bit of a struggle. Despite his comforting sounds and scent, the baby did not like being in the water and getting a bath. This time though, when the sounds of an upset and uncomfortable puppy came from the bathtub, Phantom didn’t growl. He just made a few comforting rumbles. 

Soaking wet and his energy draining, Damian finished bathing the baby, swaddling them in a soft clean towel and holding them close. Checking his phone, he felt relieved to see that Timothy had dropped off the food and items he requested. Ushering Phantom and the children to the couch, Damian checked the front door. The scent of chinese food permeated the hall and drifted into the apartment, making all four pups start whining for food. Damian took a deep breath, trying to not let it affect him too much. He needed to keep a level head and not become frantic in his desire to give the pups everything they needed. 

Damian brought the food and the cardboard box marked ‘clothes’ inside. After passing out the food to everyone and making a bottle for the baby, Damian opened the box. He’d eat once he’d looked through it all. There was a selection of fleece and cotton pajamas for both the pups and for Damian and Phantom. Even better, Timothy had added some stuffed animals for the pups. There was also a selection of soft, smaller blankets for the children and some large blankets and pillows for the nest. Though he often fought with his elder brother, he was always the best to go to when it came to these types of things, as he went above and beyond. 

“D-Dam. You need to eat too,” came Mary’s soft voice from behind him. Tears pricked at the edges of Damian’s eyes and he swallowed. He’d hoped… he’d dreamed of being called ‘Dam’ by a pup. Now it had actually happened. 

When he stood up and turned around, he stopped in his tracks. Oh. This was why Mary had said something. Phantom hadn’t touched his own plate, but had made Damian’s and was holding it out to him. Not only that, but he had speared a piece of broccoli on a fork and was offering it to Damian, making an encouraging sound. Damian felt his cheeks warm. Phantom was trying to feed him, to make sure Damian was fed. He sat down and let Phantom feed him some food before taking the plate and continuing to eat. He didn’t want the alpha to feel rejected when he didn’t eat the pieces of meat on it. The man likely wouldn’t understand what a vegetarian was in his state. 

Once everyone was fed, Damian instructed (as best he could) Phantom to dress himself and the kids in the pajamas that Timothy had procured. During this time, Damian changed out of his Corvus costume and into his night clothes, leaving his domino on. From there, he began to build a nest on the large, king sized bed. He was mostly finished, adjusting some of the blankets when he heard one of the children approach and stand in the doorway. Damian didn’t look back, but let them watch him as he continued to fluff the pillows and tweak the nest. 

“Can I help?” Damian looked back. It was the third pup, the one who hadn’t told Damian his name. He looked utterly adorable in the blue pjs with white clouds on it. 

“Of course.” The little pup clambered onto the bed, moving some of the blankets. 

“Um. My name is Alexander. But you can call me Alex.” 

“Well, thank you for helping, Alex.” Damian acknowledged, laying down, finally satisfied with the nest. 

“The baby’s name is Hazel, I think. That’s what the bad guys called her.” Alex fidgeted for a moment, then cuddled into Damian’s side. Ah, what a sweet pup. They reminded him of Richard, in a way, due to how physically affectionate they were. 

“That is good to know.” 

They did not have a chance to talk further, as Phantom came in with Caleb, Mary, and Hazel. The pups excitedly climbed into the nest, each trying to get a spot next to Damian or partially on top of him. Phantom gently passed Hazel to Damian before he left. Damian would let the alpha do a few rounds of patrol around the safe house before he called him to the nest to sleep. Phantom seemed to be coming out of the feral state. Thankfully, Damian didn’t need to call for the alpha to return, as he came back after two rounds, gently crawling into the nest and placing himself between Damian and the pups and the door. Damian purred happily. What a good, protective alpha, he thought sleepily. 

Warm and surrounded by everything he’d ever dreamed of, Damian fell asleep.

***

Two weeks had passed, yet they were unable to find the parents for the four pups. The records kept by the traffickers were incomplete and nonexistent in other cases. Damian had been in heaven the last fortnight. He kept his domino on, telling the children to call him Corvus, or if they felt comfortable, Dam. Mary and Caleb called him Dam. Hazel was trying to talk. Poor thing was behind developmentally, but was catching up rapidly with the attention and encouragement from both Damian and Danny. Phantom, who’s name was Danny, had stayed. He’d also put on a domino, but had revealed his human form and been acting as a surrogate alpha for the children as Damian was acting as a surrogate omega. Danny had continued to dote on Damian, in a fashion. Giving him food. Making sure he had time to rest, bathe, and take care of himself. 

Was it any surprise that it had led to them making out one night, after the pups were all asleep in the nest? 

Though he had assumed that he would be a vigilante for far longer, Damian was not disappointed at all in this break, in being a devoted Dam to four adorable pups. He was also immensely pleased with how Danny was courting him. Everyday he was waiting for the shoe to drop, for the children’s parents to be found. 

When the news came of Hazel’s parents, he cried. 

Not because they wanted her back, but because they had perished trying to prevent her from being taken. She had no home to go back to. No one was surprised when Damian offered to adopt her. Richard and Jason teased him about being like his own father, his own Dam, adopting pups that needed a home. They did so in a loving and endearing way, so it did not perturb him. 

Caleb’s and Mary’s parents had sold them. As such, both sets would be prosecuted for having done so. Alex was a far more interesting case. From what they could determine, once they finally found some information on him, he had been given up by his parents to an orphanage. It seemed that Alex’s parents had done an illegal test on him to determine that he was going to present as a male omega, and thus had given it up. What fools. Those tests only had a sixty percent accuracy, at best. That was one of the reasons why Damian’s mother had never bothered to conduct one. 

It was amusing though, how just months ago he had been longing for a mate and pups. 

Now, here he was, in the process of adopting four of them and being courted by a very kind and very fatherly alpha. It would likely take some more time, but Damian was fairly certain he could return to light vigilante work. To think, all of his dreams could be granted in such a short amount of time. 

Damian looked forward to what the future held with his new family. 

Notes: 

This one got away from me a bit. Got so caught up in the babies and the cuddles, that I was like… wait, this is a oneshot. I need to end it soon! Do I maybe have a bit of baby fever? Yes, yes I do. Just gotta write it out, lol

Thank you, as always, to the wonderful Harthic for betaing my fic!

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At First Scent

Summary:

These mate galas were boring. Damian hated how these sweet and flowery smelling omegas would cling to him, hoping to garner his attention and get access to his wealth and status. Yet, in the peripheral, he could smell something amazing that reminded him of family and home.

Day 2 Scenting “My ex is here, please scent me” (i‘m modifying this one a tad in the fic)

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Damian barely held back a sneer. He hated these foolish events. They were basically a modern day version of the heat runs that used to be held in medieval times. No, this was put together so wealthy socialites could check scent compatibility before attempting to matchmake. It was believed that mates scents appealing to each other meant that a couple’s fertility would be higher. Unfortunately, science had proven that to be true. 

Despite that, there were many who pretended to like someone else’s scent in order to climb the social ladder. It would explain the plethora of omegas that were around him, simpering and batting their eyelashes at him. None of them appealed to him. None of them could hold a conversation with him or handle his night life. He wanted a mate that wouldn’t be cowed by Damian’s stern demeanor and imposing presence. One that would push back against him and had their own life and ambitions that didn’t include being a sugar baby. 

He would not find such a person here. 

Damian could not leave. 

Not yet. 

He needed to spend another hour here at least. Then, and only then, would it be socially acceptable for him to leave. Pointless chatter. Boring conversations. Damian did not care who was flirting with who, nor did he want to be introduced to anyone. What he did care about was what matches were made tonight. It was important to see which families made alliances. Some were nothing of note. Others, where their families were known to be involved in shady dealings and with the underbelly of Gotham, it was imperative to know who married whom. 

Damian needed a moment of reprieve. 

The cloyingly sickly sweet scent of all the omegas around him was turning his stomach. 

Making an excuse, he made his way towards the terrace to catch a breath of the smoggy Gotham air. The smell of pollution and rain should clear out his nose from their horrid stench. He paused as he passed the bar, catching a faint whiff of a familiar smell of dirt, decay, and wet dog. Such a collection shouldn’t be appealing, yet it was. It reminded him of the caves below Nabat Panbar where the Lazarus Pits were. It evoked memories of the Batcave, of the damp and the dark, where the bones of long dead creatures could be found with mushrooms growing through them. The final note to the scent, the wet dog, brought forth memories of bathing Titus, along with the rest of his beloved pets. 

Feeling unsettled, he stepped outside, ignoring the light rain that was coming down. As if something that minor would bother him. It was a relief to no longer be surrounded by others, their bodies pressing uncomfortably close to him. That smell though. He couldn’t get it out of his head. It… would not hurt to double check. 

With his head clear, he headed back inside to hunt down that scent. 

There.

Near the bar. 

There was a young man with black hair who was sipping on what looked to be a mule, based on the copper mug and the lime wedge. It was clearly not this man’s first, as he was swaying slightly. Damian sat down next to the man, taking a closer look at him. He was handsome. A strong jaw. A crooked nose that had clearly been broken many times. Rough, calloused hands that had seen a hard day’s work. In that small aspect, and a few others, indicated that he was not supposed to be here. 

How did he get into this gala? 

“Hi. You’re the belle of the ball, aren’t you?” the man asked, his voice slurring slightly. “They were all crowding around you. You must be Mr. Moneybags.” Damian arched a brow. He’d never been called such terms to his face. Was there merely just drunken courage, or did this man actually not care to make a good impression? 

“Even the belle needs a break. Especially when the attention is unwanted,” Damian responded. “I’ll have a Shirley Temple.” The bartender nodded, then proceeded to make the drink. The omega narrowed their eyes at him. 

“You’re at a fancy ass ball, with free alcohol and food, and you’re not taking advantage of it?” the man leaned forward and whispered incredulously. The scent of the omega in front of him was so alluring. Damian needed to know his name. The man’s head tilted, reminding him of how Titus acted when he was confused.

“What’s that smell? Ancients, I could roll around in that all day! It smells like home. Like the Ghost Zone and like… the steel that makes up my parents' inventions. There’s something else too, but I can’t place it…” Damian’s mouth went dry. 

They were scent compatible. The missing element the omega couldn’t pick up on was the iron smell of blood, which paired well with the notes of steel of his blades and the odor of the Lazarus Pits. It was a deadly and imposing scent that intimidated most. Yet here was this confusing man in front of him who wasn’t cowed at all and enjoyed it! Damian needed a name. 

“That smell is my scent. I’ve been told it’s very unique. What is your name?” Oh, what a pretty blush the tipsy man had. 

“It’s Danny,” he mumbled. “Danny Fenton. But shhhhhh, you can’t tell people that. I came in using my friend’s invite. I owed her. She’s off on a date with her girlfriend tonight.” How amusing and surprisingly adorable. 

“Well, Danny, do you know who I am?” 

“Uhhhhh. Some trust fund guy?” Damian didn’t hold back his chuckle. Danny was interesting to speak to when he was inebriated, but he was looking forward to talking to him when he was sober. 

“I am, as the press would say, a child of nepotism. I did rise through the ranks far quicker than others due to that. However, I assure you that I do work very hard.” He worked hard during the night too, assisting to clean up the streets of Gotham. Danny leaned back with a smirk, his eyes lidded. 

“Oh yeah? I assume you work real hard at night too. That’s probably one of your best lines, isn’t it?” Lines? Ah, pick up lines. 

“I’m not a playboy. That title has been given to my eldest brother, Richard. I’m actually considered to be quite frigid. Some have called me robotic. I assure you, the double entendre there was entirely unintentional.” Danny nodded, taking another sip of his mule before setting it down. 

“Yeah. I believe you, Mr. Roboto. The way you talk - shhhh!” Danny put his finger to Damian’s lips, stilling. Was something wrong? What had caused Danny to - 

“Oh fuck, that fruitloop is here! Fuck! Um, you, I don’t even know your name, can you like, pretend to be my boyfriend or something? Just like, rub your scent all over me so that old piece of cheese leaves me alone?” Danny pleaded

Old piece of cheese? Damian tensed slightly, letting his eyes roam through the ballroom, looking for anyone that could reasonably be referred to as an ‘old piece of cheese’. There weren’t many older people in the room. The few that were here had vast sums of money and were looking for someone to match them in status and wealth, if not in age. There were a few people with graying hair, but only one headed in their direction. One Vladimir Masters. He had been on the watch list. Masters had grown his empire. The dealings had been rather suspicious and he’d done some funding on the CADMUS projects, particularly the cloning ones. 

How did he know Danny? 

While that was an important question to ask, he would find out the answer later. Right now, he needed to get his scent all over the beautiful omega in front of him. The alpha inside of him purred in contentment as he intertwined both of their hands, their scent glands in their wrists rubbing against each other. Giving a pleased rumble, Damian pulled Danny forward, so he was against Damian’s chest. Now, he could hug the other man and rub the glands in his neck and chin all over Danny’s head. Normally, he’d have waited until much further in the courting process to scent his future mate. However, this was being requested of him, so he would skip a few steps in order to assist. 

“Little Badger? Is that you?” Masters asked, shocked. What a unique moniker. Badgers were loyal and protective creatures. If that was the animal that Danny evoked, then they were matched personality wise as well. 

“Oh! Vladdie! How weird to see you here. I thought you were still all obsessed over my mom, even though, you know, she’s happily mated and has been for, oh, twenty five years? Did you finally give up?” It wasn’t the best acting, but most of the attendees of the gala were rather dim witted. Masters clearly had enough intelligence to recognize when he was being mocked. 

“What an unfunny jest, Daniel. While I am good friends with your mother, I wouldn’t come to a Mate Gala if my heart belonged to another. I’m afraid you’ve had too much to drink,” Masters replied through gritted teeth. 

It was obvious to Damian that it was a lie. The man had other reasons for being here. It was highly suspicious. However, it wasn’t something Damian was capable of following up on at the moment. He was more concerned with the tipsy omega in his arms. It might be best to get him home for the night. It would be crossing boundaries to look up where Danny lived. Or at least, to reveal that he knew. So he would likely need to put Danny in a secure hotel room to sleep off his inebriation. Damian picked up the omega bridal side, pleased when Danny’s arms wrapped around his neck. 

“Yes, I’m afraid he is rather intoxicated. I shall take him to the lobby and ensure the staff get him a secure, scent proof room for the night. Excuse me.” 

Not giving Masters any time to respond, Damian walked away confidently. He could feel the eyes watching him as he carried the gorgeous man out of the hall. This would likely be leaked to the tabloids. He found that he did not care. It was trivial to find a member of the staff and pay for a room for the night and for room service to be delivered the next morning around eleven. Unable to leave the omega without a way to contact him, Damian left a note on the nightstand with his name and his number. It took far more willpower than it should have to leave; to walk away from the man whose scent was like a siren’s call to him. 

He would wait a week. If Danny did not contact him, he would manipulate fate to ensure that he appeared before Danny once more. 

***

He was going to do it. 

He was going to text the handsome and nice alpha who had not only willingly covered Danny in his scent and help him ruffle Vlad’s feathers, but he’d also been a perfect gentleman and got Danny to a safe room to sleep and had breakfast delivered to him the next morning. Ancients. Even thinking about the man and what he’d done for Danny made his inner omega whine and demand that they go to the alpha and do their best to show just how good of a mate they’d be. Like, Danny had been drinking that night. He’d had condoms in his pocket. He’d wanted a nice one night stand. 

Instead he’d made a fool of himself in front of the most AMAZING smelling alpha. Like how in the world did this guy smell like ectoplasm? How? Danny hadn’t known that was a thing! Groaning, he flopped back on the bed. 

He could do this. 

He was an adult! 

He was the hero Phantom for Ancient’s sake! He was a Justice League member! 

Fingers shaking, he sent the text message. Then proceeded to worry about it and if he’d come across too desperate. Or clingy. Or maybe he’d been too blunt and straightforward? He didn’t always have the best filter… honestly, that was kinda how he’d gotten into this mess in the first place! 

Danny sat up when his phone dinged. 

Oh. Looks like he had a date in two days, if he was free. If he wasn’t, Danny was going to make sure he was free! 

Notes: 

I keep wanting to write more and more for these omegaverse ones…. Lol 

Also, Happy Valentine’s Day! 😀

Thank you, as always, to the wonderful Harthic for betaing my fic!

[dpxdcomegaverse]

[disillusioneddanny]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Danny Phantom, Batman - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Cassandra Cain & Tim Drake & Danny Fenton & Dick Grayson & Duke Thomas & Jason Todd & Damian Wayne, Bruce Wayne & Danny Fenton Characters: Danny Fenton, Tim Drake, Cassandra Cain, Dick Grayson, Duke Thomas, Jason Todd, Damian Wayne, Bruce Wayne Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Danny Fenton, Halfa | Half-Ghost Jason Todd (Danny Phantom), Alpha Jason Todd, Bad Parents Jack and Maddie Fenton, Danny Fenton is a Little Shit, Bruce Wayne Adopts Danny Fenton, Cuddles, Fluff, Family Bonding, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Batfamily Dynamics (DCU) Series: Part 39 of Dis’ One Shot Series Summary:

After getting adopted by Bruce Wayne, Danny realizes that this means he’s eventually going to have to explain to them that he was not only a ghost but an omega ghost at that. But hey, at least he gets a lot of cuddles out of it.

For DPxDC Omegaverse 24 prompts: Nesting and pack dynamics

[randomenglishmajor]

My first entry for the Haunting Heroes Discord DPxDC Omegaverse Weekend event. I'm not good yet at writing Omegaverse, but I like the fluffy family stories.

Summary: "Selina is an Alpha going into rut. She needs to find her pack and protect them. On her way to them, she winds up... eh, adopting a new member."

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[yourneighborhoodneighbor]

new work for DPxDC Omegaverse Weekend!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

the good puppy fluff, that's it, that's the fic-

[dpxdcomegaverse]

Today is day one of omegaverse event!!!

Tag us with your submissions or use the hashtag #dpxdcomegaverse24 so we can see your amazing submissions and reblog them! You can also submit them to our collect here

[dpxdcomegaverse]

Everything You Need To Know About Omegaverse!

Have you ever wanted to write an omegaverse fic but didn't know where to start? Felt unsure about what pack dynamics were or what a beta was? Well do we have a resource for you!

Check out the new meta post on ao3 here or read the view only google doc for the meta post here!

Just as a heads up before reading the document:

This document is meant to explain some of the broader strokes of Omegaverse, the common tropes and structure, as well as common words and their meaning. Omegaverse is less a shared universe and more a base concept that has expanded and grown over the years. As such, this document is by no means completely exhaustive of every omegaverse trope. This is also by no means the only way an omegaverse story could work, and there are hundreds of personal headcanons or subtropes that may directly contradict the information in this document. There is simply no way to include every author’s personal interpretation and this document is not an authority on Omegaverse. This is merely meant to be an introductory guide for people new to the trope, or those who have only seen the NSFW examples. 

Please also note that while this doc is extensive, to be considered an Omegaverse story to most people the sections relating to Dynamics (specifically Alpha/Beta/Omega), Mating Cycles, Scents/Pheromones, and Bonds are essential elements. How exactly those elements blend together to create the world, and how said world affects the characters, is up to the author. This can and will vary between fandoms.

This doc is an introduction, and a general explanation. It may also be beneficial to search Omegaverse stories in your preferred fandom, or ask for recommendations from a friend, to see how the information in this doc may translate to a fic.

[dpxdcomegaverse]

FAQ

What's this about?

We're an event that celebrates the Omegaverse in the DCxDP fandom! This year it's a weekend starting up on February 9th and ending on February 11th.

What works are allowed?

We're welcoming all works from the DCxDP crossover as well as DC, Danny Phantom and other, further crossovers! Let your imagination run wild! The only requirement we put is for the works to be set in Omegaverse or Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics.

Do I have to sign up anywhere? Do I have to write for every day?

Nope! It's free to just post and tag us! Write for whatever day sparks your muse, create art for any day that inspires you! We’re just happy to see you participate!

Is there an Ao3 collection?

Yes! Here -> https://archiveofourown.org/collections/omegaverse_week

What kind of works can I post?

Whatever you want! A fic, an art piece, fluff, angst, smut, everything is on the table as long as you tag it correctly. The tag is #dpxdcomegaverse24

Why is this a thing?

Because we like celebrating fun things in the fandom, next question please.

Can I post late?

Yes! We're leaving the collection open until the next event

How long does my work needs to be?

We don't have any limits, that goes both ways.

Is there anything not allowed?

AI generated works, stuff that is not your own, and real people in NSFW situations.

Do I have to finish the work before the event ends?

No, we know all to well how plot bunnies can work, enjoy creating content and don't worry about a thing!

I have more questions.

Then send us an ask! We'll get back to you as soon as we can!

[dpxdcomegaverse]

Omegaverse 101 -- Omega Deep Dive

Check out our overview on omegaverse here and our deep dive on betas here and alphas here if you want to learn more!

As a quick aside, we have chosen to use the phrase “Omegaverse” instead of A/B/O, even though many people may recognize the abbreviation of Alpha/Beta/Omega more readily.

This is because in recent years it has been pointed out the A/B/O with and especially, without, the slashes is a slur used against Native Australians. And while that is obviously not what anyone is referring to when discussing Omegaverse AUs, there has been a conscious choice in fandom to switch how we refer to the AU. Not everyone is aware of said change, or the reasons for it. 

Special thanks to those who have helped contribute to the meta post that we are currently working on. The Meta post will be posted as soon as we finish it up 💕

[dpxdcomegaverse]

Check out our overview on omegaverse here and our deep dive on betas here and omegas here if you want to learn more!

As a quick aside, we have chosen to use the phrase “Omegaverse” instead of A/B/O, even though many people may recognize the abbreviation of Alpha/Beta/Omega more readily.

This is because in recent years it has been pointed out the A/B/O with and especially, without, the slashes is a slur used against Native Australians. And while that is obviously not what anyone is referring to when discussing Omegaverse AUs, there has been a conscious choice in fandom to switch how we refer to the AU. Not everyone is aware of said change, or the reasons for it. 

Special thanks to those who have helped contribute to the meta post that we are currently working on. The Meta post will be posted as soon as we finish it up 💕

[dpxdcomegaverse]

Omegaverse Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics 101

Here's a follow up to our last post that you can read here!

Let's do a bit of a deep dive on what exactly an alpha, omega, and beta are. Keep an eye out as we go through more terms and tropes that are commonly seen in the Omegaverse world

Below is some information on betas and pack dynamics! You can also view our deep dives on alphas (here) and omegas (here)

As a quick aside, we have chosen to use the phrase “Omegaverse” instead of A/B/O, even though many people may recognize the abbreviation of Alpha/Beta/Omega more readily.

This is because in recent years it has been pointed out the A/B/O with and especially, without, the slashes is a slur used against Native Australians. And while that is obviously not what anyone is referring to when discussing Omegaverse AUs, there has been a conscious choice in fandom to switch how we refer to the AU. Not everyone is aware of said change, or the reasons for it. 

Special thanks to those who have helped contribute to the meta post that we are currently working on. The Meta post will be posted as soon as we finish it up 💕