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Hello! I made a new account just for fanfic bc iâve been lurking and making inconsequential posts for years lol. i really like writing and want to do it more so please be kind to meeeeđđđđ
if you have a FUCKING problem with my writing take that up with my phone screen that has a hole in it
okay so price gaz and are alphas, ghost is a beta, and reader is an omega whos new to the team/ pack. they dont know how to nest or scent because theyâve been in the military for years and have been on heat blockers since they presented.
the boys have been kinda standoff-ish to you ever since you sat rigid in a chair for a solid 20 minutes while drinking your coffee, staring into the soul of anyone who dared talk to you. youâve always been observant, they mistook that for military discipline. however after gaz found your revoltingly neat bed and (maybe not the best idea on his part) took your suppressants, you seemed a bit more⌠jerky. youâre nest got better though, so did your scent.
âyou alright?â Price comments from across the small table you were white knucking your mug on, raising an eyebrow as he smirked under his mustache
you nodded, taking a deep breath to try and release at least some of the tension you feel and finally being able to smell absolutely everything around you for the first time you were small, only to be hit face first with your captains scent that makes you want to drool against his neck.
he chuckles at the way your pupils blow wide, sighing in the smell of your unmuted scent and how excited it gets in response to his. he appreciates Gaz for doing what he should havw done when you got here all those months ago, he also respects him for waiting for his captain to get first dibs on the new pack member. he knows how desperate they are.
the sight of him makes you want to run away, all the way back to your nest to see if you could coax him in, which is a brand new, incredibly embarrassing urge youâve never had in your life and you want to crawl into a hole at the fact its your captain you want to beg to pup you. scent you. mark you.
you dont even realize the scent youâre pushing out, did know you could push out a specific scent, until you smelt it mix with Prices, and if you werenât already sitting down youâre sure your legs would crumple underneath you.
âSeargent said you had a nest?â he asks with his head tilting to the side as he tries not to lunge at you from across the table
âwanna see?â you say immediately, and internally wince at the eagerness in your tone as he begins to chuckle again
he stands with a stretch, his knees popping as he jerks his head to the door of the breakroom
âlead the way, pupâ
lobbveevevve cocky assholes who fuck with people and talk about sex so naturally it isnt until theyâre squirming on cock that its clear theyâre a virgin geheggehhehhehehehđ¤¤đ¤¤
vampire reader coming into ghosts house to âuse his phoneâ only for them to end up face down in a leg lock after they tried to grapple him for blood (he thinks its funny you keep trying to bite his fingers)
something something ghost walks into gazs room with narrowed eyes asking âdid you tell Mactavish to meet you behind the compound today? you know were togetherâ thinking theyâre making out of something
gaz responds with âoh no im just gonna beat the shit out of him.â
âoh.â
âhe thinks were making out, though.â
âoh?â
a beat passes, then ghost leaves. he sees soap later and doesnt warn him lmaoaooaoa
Same time next year?
you people have no faith in me
oh so yall like omegaverse?!?!?!? prev
you looked from the jacket to the bed for a few moments before smiling dumbly and clambering on to start building
kyle went back to his room, shuffling through tshirts and sweatpants he no longer wore until dark, while vaguely thinking he should call the rest of the team in order to get the packs scent. that idea gets thrown out the window when he looks down at his phone and an excited chuff leaves his throat at your name popping up on the screen. a quick message of âfinished, wanna see?â
he could have imploded at the excitement that rushed through him. you. wanted him to see! your first nest in however many years!! he had to force himself to slow his walking as he strode down the hall to your room.
he knocks(maybe a bit too hard but ah well), and meets your wide smile with an equally as elated expression, stumbling in slightly at the force of you grabbing his shirt and dragging him in. after he recovers he looks at the nest, you next to him basking in its glory.
because yes, it is glorious, even if its the shittiest nest heâs ever seen in his life. the pillows are in the same position as before, half the blankets look like they were tossed on haphazardly instead of tucked, and the only thing indicating that an omega actually resided there was the jacket he gave you draped over a pillow. at the first sight it makes his chest clench, you were old enough to have made a few nests, so why was it soâŚ. eh??
after a few moments of his eyebrows raising and mouth opening, he lands on âwowâ as a response
apparently, this wasnât the reaction you were expecting because you immediately go into damage control mode. but before you can open your mouth he cuts you off with a deep, pleased sound in the back of his throat while walking up.
âwhens the last time you nested?â he inquires while scenting the pillow next to his jacket with his wrist casually, like this was the most natural thing in the world
âwell, uhhhhh⌠since ive been in the military? i stopped when i got on heat blockersâ you say, trying to ignore the want of crawling into bed with him and huffing his scent to sleep at the sight of him accepting your nest.
he hums in response. thats a long time- you dont become a military operative with just a few years under your belt, soâŚ.
âjesus christ. that long?â he says, forgetting to hide his concern now, quickly releasing and sighing âi-its a lovely nest, darling, its just- you should talk to medical about getting off them. that aint healthy.â
it makes you deflate slightly, causing him to smile warmly and grab your arm, tugging you slightly towards the nest. a small trill escapes you at that happily hopping into the nest as he carefully climbs into it, careful not to destroy the structurally unsound walls of it. once he gets comfortable and lays with a satisfied sigh, he realizes he not only forgot to text the boys, but forgot to bring the nesting material as well.
when he feels your purrs against his chest, he forgets to care about that as well.
i gave my friend my account name if you see this Friend i have your address
i really need to write more pt 2
omega!reader who was forced to undo their nest every night due to militaryâs standards of having made beds. if your room is checked and one pencil is out of place on your desk, blanket untucked on your bed or shelf dusty then you get in deep shit (or whatever), basically military organization standards being incredibly high to keep soldiers disciplined, most omegas being pressured to take suppressants whenever they complain about their instincts around their nest
then they join the task force. its a big change, from being in a very populated, open quarters to something more private was almost enough to give you whiplash but when you see Kyles den your brain begins to play dial-up in the background.
âwh-⌠what is that?â you question, genuinely, eyes squinted like your observing a snake swallow a basket of eggs
âitâs my den.â he says naturally, eyeing the way your dimmer eyes gain a small spark at the sight
ââŚyou can have those?â you ask again, looking up at him with pinched eyes and eyebrows, still a bit skeptical
ââŚ.you donât??â he asks with the same expression
you guys get to your room (explaining the whole thing and âwhy it wasnât that seriousâ to him as he stormed to your quarters), he opens your door and scrunches his nose at the sight of clean, freshly washed unscented sheets, pressed and folded against the bed so professionally it could be in a hotel. the only things that sat on your desk were a mousepad, a cup of pens and pencils, and a lamp. your shelves dusted and bare, your bathroom swept with your suppressants next to your toothpaste.
it was nightmarish.
nothing like a regular omegas nest. hell, even betas had a favorite scent for their bed but yours was just fabric softener.
âwhat is this?â he asks, baffled
âmy, uh⌠room? i thought these were the expectations?â you say, questioningly
after a long conversation of âno destroying a nest doesnât build characterâ and âsuppressants were never required??â, you realize maybe your old team might have been a bit coo coo for cocopuffs. he lowkey pockets your pills and leaves his jacket in your room as a replacement.
what about toxic price that gets beat down by a fucking bat with a nail hammered halfway in at the top??? toxic price going on a date with someone (hes 20+ their senior) and after making a few jokes about reproductive rights gets slapped across the face, a cup of water on his head, and a pic of his pathetic ass you post on insta and all the different dating facebook groups with the caption âmisogynistâ with no other context
or with reader whos delusional and stays with him but after the 5th time of no aftercare because âwomen ate made for thatâ gets jumped by your whole friend group, when he gets home you laugh in his face and then he finally sees that you and your friend have been packing up your stuff all day and the van in the front yard full of boxes was exactly what he thought it was
(inspired by @/rawme-prices posts!)
every month a new kink gets circulated through this fandom and im starting to see a pattern of all yall wanting ur pussy ate (me too)
being gen z on tumblr feels like working with a bunch of millennials and having to laugh at doggo jokes
enough of this soft!ghost vs mean!ghost, just get that man a bitch thats crazier than him
like price gets a call at 11:30 pm after he got home from the bar and ghosts nonchalantly explaining he needs to be picked up (you slashed his tires) while he hears a very heated voice monologging in the background about how he always gets home late and âso who is she huh? donât give me that bullshit-â and a cacophony of obscenities that he could never fathom coming from the laid back, calm partner he met maybe one time in a grocery store when you were shopping with Simon because that man would rather shoot himself in the foot and get a 72 hour hold than to introduce you to his friends.
he didnât cheat, the sweet smell and glitter on him is from a random drunk girl stumbling on him and spilling her drink on his beat up Walmart shoes. Price isnât even sure he even needs a ride because his tone is so even and heâs sure Simon can handle himself, but the only thing that compels him to get into his car is the sound of a dish breaking on the other end.
he shows up to your flat with neighbors sipping tea looking at you two through the window as you are one second from getting your highschool baseball bat after Simon keeps ragebaiting you while smoking a cigarette outside your open door because this is the only fun he gets to have on leave. John has to drag him away from you by his hood after the second minute of him being there and Simon not stopping his instigating.
I don't think it's a "love will save you" type of situation, but more of a "I am comfortable here I don't need to bark and bite all the time". again my pov of it, so just an opinion to discuss with you! feel free to ignore this if you want to stop bringing up the topic đââď¸
anon! beloved anon! that IS the "love will save you" trope
"I am comfortable here i dont need to bark and bite all the time" <- "love has allowed me safety and saved me from the necessity of violence"
what if ghost is comfortable and a huge cunt? what if he feels safe and he is still an asshole? what if you peal back that moldy surface and find more fungi underneath? what if he's happy barking and biting? not a resigned to his fate happiness but a genuine enjoyable existence?
what if you couldnt love someone into being a perfect partner, into caring about you like a prince in a storybook? would you choose to keep loving them? not in an attempt to fix or change them but as the horror that they are?
ghost is the type of boyfriend that talks to you like those fuckass british videos
âcalled the electrician today like you asked, he shows up and asks âWhats yer issue?â. chinned the geezer right then and there. bloody melt.â
âthats great honeyâ
i dont proof read, i just type shit