Inspired by @moon-spirit-yue‘s Omegaverse AU fic and posts. Charanya is an OC that belongs to @moon-spirit-yue, used lovingly with permission. :P
Namaari: *casually chilling in her room, deep in her Sapphic Yearning as she paces and stares out the windows* I miss Raya. I wish I had some part of her I could carry with me, or at least hear her voice from time to time. At least something, some small, tiny, insignificant sign that tells me she’s alive and fairing well, not turned to stone out there in some backwater where no one will ever find her. *sigh*
Raya: *from a distance* YEET!!
Namaari: What the- *gets knocked over as some small object flies through the window, and barrels in to her, managing to catch it* What the...
*infantile giggles*
Namaari: *pries the thing off her, coming face to face with a baby* ...What the fuck?
Baby: *giggling and clapping her hands*
Namaari: ...What the fuck? *sees she’s got a note pinned to her clothes, and plucks it off and reads it. “She’s your problem now. Have fun, and next time, wear a condom when you’re with an Omega in heat, you dumbass. Didn’t your Sire teach you this shit? Lolololololololol.
P.S.: You’re a binturi, and her name is, Agony, cuz that’s what she caused me when I had to forcibly eject her from my uterus, and the fact that I have to think of you every time I look at her.”
Namaari: ...*suddenly feels a stabbing pain in her gut, and looks down to see she’s been stabbed* What the fuck!? *looks at the note again*
“P.S.S.: Careful. She’s got a knife and she’s stab happy. You can thank Aunt Rayna for that...BTW Charayna says hi. Lolololololol.”
Agony: *more happy giggles as Namaari bleeds on the floor, confused, in pain and questioning every decision of her life that’s led her to this moment*
Namaari: WHAT THE FUCK!? *passes out*
