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omega!harry putting his slick in a treacle tart and gifting it to alpha!tom/alpha!voldemort.
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tomarrymort imagine:
omega!harry putting his slick in a treacle tart and gifting it to alpha!tom/alpha!voldemort.
Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort Characters: Harry Potter, Tom Riddle, Horace Slughorn, Liara Lestrange (OC), Other Hogwarts OCs Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Time Travel, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Harry Potter, Alpha Tom Riddle, Obsessive Tom Riddle, Tom Riddle is His Own Warning, Oblivious Harry Potter, Feminization, Harry Comes to Appreciate #WhyWeNeedFeminism, Hermione Would Be So Proud, Feminine Harry Potter, courtship rituals, And Harry's Unfortunate Ignorance of Them, Which Tom May or May Not Be Taking Advantage of Here, Harry Gets Conned into a Committed Relationship Before He Even Knows They're Dating Yet Summary:
Ever since Harry’s found himself stuck in the 1940s, he’s been trying his best not to draw attention to himself at Hogwarts and to keep out of Tom Riddle’s orbit as much as possible. Unfortunately, Tom doesn’t appear to have gotten the same memo, however, as he simply won’t leave the young omega alone.
He’s even gotten it into his head apparently that Harry needs an alpha chaperone to Slughorn’s Christmas party, of all things. What could he possibly be up to now and why is he so bound and determined to bring Harry into it? This whole ordeal is just giving him a headache.
Hey moots what's your fave writer flex? Just something you wanna brag about.
Mine is that I've successfully made people enjoy my fic even tho they don't usually read a/b/o. Like genuinely, multiple commenters have told me they don't often read it, but I've convinced them.
Whumptober 2023~
Fandom: top gun
Characters: Ron slider Kerner, Nick Goose Bradshaw, tom iceman Kazansky
Prompts: captivity
Warning: Dark goose, captivity, locked in a room kinda left to die, omegaverse of some sort
Summary: Ron made a mistake when he allowed tom to kiss him, nick makes sure he know his place as an omega.
@oh-surprise-its-me
One of The omegaverse bits translated!!
The grayscale version. My coloring is so lame that I decided to gray it all.
And it surprises me every time how a single flip of your drawing can alter how you perceive it.
Now Hermione seems to be backed in a corner and has no way to escape 😂
Which one do you like better?
FERAL Chapter 1 - You only, for him.
Pairing- Tom Holland! dragon x Reader! human
Warnings:- Language
Summary:-The only thing he could hear in his head, when he first smelt you and every day for the next whole month was, “MINE, YOU’RE MINE.”
MASTERLIST | REQUESTS OPEN | SERIES MASTERLIST
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"WHAT!?"
Brian's white satin shirt was almost stained with a nice coffee stain which you almost choked out upon the question. What a morning. Outstanding.
"Yep, we're a little short on hands after Amelia's leave so" he left the sentence incomplete for you to understand it but soon continued in his defense, "the position can not be offered to just anyone even if its for a couple of days so ple-"
"what makes me so special?" you interrogated in hopes if you could get some answers as to why do you always get so weak in your knees and heart when you even go closer to the lift let alone the the 10th floor.
"Well Amelia wouldn't just anyone with her job as I said even if its for a couple of days." Brian said.
Of course. Honestly Brian would have never guessed he'd have to convince someone for that position that desperately. His thoughts were interrupted when you said,
"Yes, I'll do it"
The alarm clock had its own concert in the morning, but it stopped after being slapped to the ground. "Good riddance" you thought. Your back curled as you tried to wake up and sat on your bed staring at the wall. What a normal morning. ha! you wish.
Sneak peak | Period Drama oneshot for Ao3 | Tomtord omegaverse
“If I would’ve known it were to be occupied, then I’dve picked a different one.” He said coolly, his
right hand coming up to rest on the couch back. Tord looked up at the Alpha, heart hammering as he breathed in quietly. There was nothing more attractive than a sure Alpha. One that was confident in his stance, that stood tall, commanded attention and respect, nothing got an Omega more riled up than how Tom was holding himself now. Pride. Self-regard.
And being at the same level as the obvious tent in his plants left the Omega suffocating in Alpha pheromones with every breath. God, Tord wishes he could see the other two squirm, watch the fear radiate off them in the presence of this, no doubt, powerful man before him. He couldn’t help but indulge himself, leaning himself forward and closing his eyes and he nuzzled the brit’s erection with his cheek. He slugged against the man’s legs, feeling his spine go slack as the standing man subtly laced his fingers through the back of his hair, gently cradling his nape.
“I- Please, our deepest condolences-” “ They’re unnecessary.”
The Omega shuddered at his tone, hands holding the knees in front of him. Tom was stern, his patience seeming to run thin as the couple tried to collect themselves and make up some excuse.
“ I didn’t know you two were wed. Does Mister Davlock and Miss Tresla know? I’m a little offended I didn’t get an invite to your wedding,” He shaded. “Or the note of your no doubt recent divorces.” “ Ah- Well- It’s-”
Tord could smell their distress, hearing their shoes clack against the floor and clothes rushed to be put on, trying to silence his emerging whimpers. He knew the Alpha’s eyes were black, and fairly hard to trace where he was looking, almost impossible. But Tord knew. He could feel his gaze, centered completely on him, soul shuddering at the man’s undivided attention as the couple assumed he was boring his glare into them. He wasn’t. He was enraptured by the Omega on his knees, shyly gazing back with a darkened face as he opened his mouth, lightly dragging his pink tongue over the imprint of Tom’s pants and feeling the organ twitch beneath the layers.
Oh god, what was he doing? He swears on his life that no Alpha has made him this dizzy or so- so- Trampish! He’s a duke for lord’s sake! Sure, he’s kissed a few men, at most grinded a bit, but he was on his knees in front of an Alpha- One that was all too pleased to see him like this. He tried to steady his breathing, eyes lidded as he stared up.
WFW: The gracediamondsfear Birthday Edition
And since there is only one Pubes on the Beach shot she chose Alpha Tom. Here are my selections. Posted a little early but chosen while the teenager practiced parallel parking because I needed something to do.
I chose some age ranges and while #3 might not be exactly on point that gaze just gets to me. :::shiver:::
@daswhoiam @lightofevolution @coyg-81 @sleepygrimm @fairystonelove @labelladonex @nevernik @trinkisme @gracediamondsfear @otterlyardent @themourningmadam @my-heart-is-for-felton @immortalparadox91 ....and once again I have not updated my tags. Mea culpa.