Alpha!Eddie being the town’s freak but having the biggest knot out there. Omega!Steve who really wants to take it, but is also irritated by the alpha…
Cue to a hard and loud hate-sex in the school’s janitors closet where Steve gets knotted and feels so full he keeps begging for the alpha to mark him, forgetting all about the hate he has for the man as his omega yearns for the alpha.
And oh does both Eddie and his alpha really fucking want to make the omega his.
Omega not wholly omega Steve who has kind of fucky biology but an intense yearning for children. He tries and tries and tries with each alpha only to be distraught each time he can't carry to term.
Until he's 50 and alone and he's stomped down on his own feelings, killed them and his yearning.
Walks, talks and breathes like any other alpha, leans into that side of himself, just burned every bit of his nurturing side becomes the hard boss.
Until he sets up an internal daycare for his company.
Where Alpha Eddie Munson, 30, with multicoloured ribbons in his hair and black painted nails, gallops through the hallways with his merry band of children and Steve doesn't know what he feels he just knows he feels.
Eddie is great with the kids and Steve's not sure he can handle it.
He thinks he'll just be like any other alpha but Eddie is sweet, sharp with his tongue and great at storytime and Steve finds himself waiting around the corner just to listen in to that soft baritone.
Steve at 50 starts getting all the symptoms of a pre-heat when Eddie is near and because Steve's angsty like that he stays away.
Until one day he has a shit day, his heat symptoms are getting worse and he just wants to listen but Eddie finds his little story time hiding place.
He takes one look at Eddie and Eddie at him before blurting out "I want your babies,"
Eddie pops a knot so fast and drops into rut at the same times and passes out.
Metal Sandwich. Omegaverse. Stress-heats. Parental Abuse. Rated E.
Omega!BIlly who is collared by Neil in an attempt to 'tame' him.
Omega!Billy who fights against it, switching between being feral and cowed, when he's exhausted.
Omega!Billy, who runs away, and pays someone to get the collar off anyway they can.
Mated Alpha!Eddie and Omega!Steve, who just so happen to be in the cafe that Billy stumbles into a week later, hungry, cold, and lost, and who both recognise the scar around Billy's neck.
Omega!Steve approaching Billy, offering him a place to stay, handling his feral energy seamlessly with his bitchiness and honey scent.
Omega!Billy desperately wanting to say no, but being unable to a free hot shower, a warm place to sleep, and a decent meal, having burned through too much of his money.
Omega!Billy's first instinct when catching Eddie's (divine) leather scent being to hiss, snarl, instead of being soothed by it. Billy cursing his omega biology when, even drenched in his alpha's scent, Steve's purr can get him to relax enough to fall asleep in a makeshift nest in their guest bedroom.
Omega!Billy going into a stress heat right there, having relaxed for the first time since he ran away.
Omega!Billy needing Eddie in the same room, needing his scent, his rumbling reassurances, but snarling in terror if Eddie comes anywhere near him. Alpha!Eddie respecting that, murmuring to him, making him as comfortable as possible through Steve, who brings him food, water, heat toys, clothes of Eddie's.
Omega!Billy who barely survives his heat without a knot, and is weak and exhausted for at least a week afterwards.
Omega!Billy who spends the week watching the way Eddie dotes on Steve. Who sees how, in most ways, Steve is an equal to Eddie. Who can't help but hear the happy trills, purrs, and yips that bubble through Steve at all hours, and who gets dangerously close to experiencing something like rejection sickness, because he wants that so much.
Omega!Billy who, one night, wakes up from a nightmare about Neil and smells caramel and marshmallow coming from Eddie and Steve's room, and knows they're giving off a comforting scent just for him.
Omega!Billy who gets up 'just to get a glass of water', and finds their door already open, so he doesn't even have to knock.
Omega!Billy who, slowly, eyes to the floor, let's Steve's trills draw him closer, until he's climbing into their nest, and curling into Steve's side.
Omega!Billy, who still flinches when Eddie's arm drapes across the pair of them, but who breathes properly for the first time in months when it just rests there, heavy and soothing. That sleep is the best he's ever had.
Omega!Billy, who's strength gradually returns, and who realizes he doesn't want to leave. Omega!Steve who, knowing this, and knowing Billy would absolutely bolt for the hills, keeps giving him jobs to do that he knows Billy wouldn't abandon.
Omega!Billy who watches Eddie work around the house. Alpha!Eddie who always notices his wary shadow, and leaves room for Billy to be involved.
Omega!Billy, who starts crawling into their bed more and more, until he rolls over when Steve gets up to go to the toilet, and finds himself nestled against Eddie. Omega!Billy who finds he doesn't mind, when he wakes up.
Omega!Billy who realizes he's getting increasingly slicker around the two, particularly in the morning. And hearing their shower sex isn't helping.
Omega!Billy who has the best orgasm of his life when Eddie offers for him to join in, or even just watch first, if that's too much, and realizes they're both down for anything.
Omega!Billy who loves pegging his Alpha, and taking care of his other omega mate. But better yet, who loves finally trusting an Alpha to take care of him, too.
Just Omega!Billy who gradually, with lots of patience (and a lot more sass), finds a family.
Please, can someone write a fic with Omega!Buck defending his nest? You know, distressed but not helpless - bristled hair, making himself big and intimidating, but his voice cracking a little… it's his nest! He was making it for his alpha, for his Eddie...
Omega Steve needing something heavy to knock him out and put him to sleep at night because he's had chronic insomnia since what happened at Starcourt. Alpha Eddie who says, sure, he's got what he needs to help him sleep. And no, he doesn't want money, but Steve will have to give him a glimpse of his virgin omega pussy.
Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationship: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington
Character: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley
Additional Tags: Omegaverse, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Steve Harrington, Alpha Eddie Munson, Beta Robin Buckley, The Party (Mentioned) - Freeform, pack as family, Overthinking, Miscommunication, Vomiting, Scent Marking, Nesting, Frottage, Mutual Masturbation, Come Eating, Laughter During Sex, Intersex Omegas, Object Insertion (mentioned), Hurt/Comfort, Platonic Soulmates Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington, Getting Together, Everyone Is Alive, Post-Season/Series 04, Vaginal Fingering, these tags are so out of order
Words: 12,826
Chapters: 1/1
Summary
“You kinda look like shit,” Eddie notes, finally drawing close enough to crouch down at the side of Steve’s bed. He frowns as he glances around. “Where’s your nest? Shouldn’t you be all cozied up inside?”
Steve snorts. “Don’t have one. Didn’t even know I needed one until, like, three days ago. Don’t know how to make one, either.”
Eddie’s too-red mouth drops open just a bit, his full upper lip parting from its lower counterpart in shock. Sometimes, Steve dreams about tracing that seam with his own tongue. “Wait, what?”
“Apparently I’m an omega,” Steve says, rolling onto his back. “Surprise.”
OR
Steve never expected to present, especially not this late, and he definitely never expected Eddie Munson.
Chrissy Cunningham, convinced at 18 that she was a Beta as she hadn't presented yet (much to the disappointment of her Alpha mother and Alpha boyfriend), is partnered with Eddie Munson for a class project.
(Everyone calls him a Freak for being different – for not adhering to the standards of the average Alpha. Chrissy never really got close enough to form an opinion.)
Suddenly cast in this strange, different Alpha's orbit at least twice a week, Chrissy finds herself acting... weird.
Jealousy – something she'd never felt with her actual boyfriend – rears up every time she sees Eddie talking to other people. Though not every person, which she finds strange.
The longer she sits beside him, the more her skin feels hot and prickly. An unscratchable itch that marches like fire ants beneath the surface of her flesh.
When Jason – who, for some reason, has started to repulse her – insults Eddie, she finds herself gnashing her teeth, like her jaw wants to snap together and take off his inferior little fingers. Vehement defense sits on the tip of her tongue, as impossible to swallow down as the bland, tasteless steamed vegetables she's served for dinner every night.
A new type of hunger rears up. One she isn't sure she has ever felt before.
for @steddiebingo kissing booth prompt: sweetheart
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A/N: Pretty sure no one asked for angst and sadness but I am who I am and the prompts tell me what to write, okay?
anyway, tw for: infertility, miscarriage, internalized misogyny (in the form of omega as woman), Omega Steve, Alpha Eddie
Steve couldn’t stop the tears even as he tried to keep still and silent but Eddie heard him. Eddie always heard him. Eddie rolled over in the bed and wrapped Steve in his arms as he lost the battle of staying quiet and began to loudly sob and shake. He wanted to rage and scream but every time that he tried, he felt another cramp in his abdomen and the tears took over once again.
“Sweetheart. That’s right. Let it all out.” Eddie crooned in his ear as he began to rock them in the bed, trying to soothe Steve’s hurt. Steve curled around his stomach where at that very moment he was miscarrying yet another longed for baby.
“I-I’m an omega . This should be the one thing that my body can do.” Steve sobbed into the air, his tears coming heavier. He felt Eddie’s arms tighten around him. He could feel the tension in Eddie’s body where it was curled around him.
“Sweetheart. Don’t say that. Don’t turn yourself into some kind of baby machine. That’s not… I don’t care if we ever have kids as long as I have you.” Steve felt kisses pressed repeatedly into the side of his head and face. “You matter. You’re everything. You’re my whole heart.” Steve felt his stomach cramp and a fresh wave of hot tears streamed down his face.
“I trained too hard in High School, I didn’t eat right, I-” Steve stuttered out and Eddie raised a hand to put his fingers over Steve’s lips.
“You stop that right now. You heard the doctor. It wasn’t you. It was never you. The cells weren’t developing. It happens. It happens a lot. You can’t blame yourself. We have done every test, we have taken all the vitamins. It happens.” Eddie’s voice went shaky at the end but otherwise stayed strong.
The room fell silent except for the sound of Steve’s sobs. His third miscarriage in six months. He felt broken. He hated his body for failing him. All he’d ever wanted to be was a mom, even before he knew he was Omega and could be a mom. He never wanted to be the daddy. To be a mom, to grow life in his body seemed to be the most magical thing that he could think of. And he couldn’t do it.
Steve was choking on the conflicting emotions of rage and sorrow when he felt Eddie’s body moving rhythmically; in and out with his breath, side to side to try and rock Steve to soothe him. Suddenly, love drowned out the other feelings. He could feel the love coming from his Alpha. His mate. His one and only. And, he thought, with Eddie he could get through anything.
“We can go see the fertility specialist. We’ll take the first available appointment. But you have to promise to be kinder to the man that I love. Please, sweetheart, if not for yourself then for me?” Eddie asked as he pressed more kisses into the side of Steve’s face, trying to turn his head to reach his lips. Steve nodded his heavy head and focused on unclenching his tight shoulders. He let himself fall into Eddie’s arms.
Once Eddie took his weight, Steve was finally able to drift off to sleep.