#beta jake

[vintagegamebro]

from twt

[jin0]

i need opinions on this idea i have : more under the cut

A/B/O dynamic with ransom, andy and jake. jake's a beta while andy and ran are alphas. you're an omega, their omega specifically. you met and instantly fell in love, the boys being together first before they met you. quickly you were bounded and then married.

you're relationship had always been great but recently it felt like it was more you on your own and them together. the flights have been more and more frequent and violent.

ransom's taunting you to leave him and accusing you of not trusting him and while you try to not indulge him, you can't help but give up and tell him to simply do what he wants. his response is always childish, assuring you that he will do exactly that.

andy on the other hand simply doesn't say a word. you feel detached from him and that makes you physically suffer. you ask him why he's so cold and distant, why both him and ransom close their sides of the bond so much and why they keep secrets. he never says anything, simply sighing, judging you for suspecting them. he always walks away, leaving you with more questions.

jake is the only one you feel is still trying to be close to you. but it's all useless, he's closer to them and always sides with them, telling you to understand that they have a lot on their plate and that you should trust them more. he's like their lawyer, defending their cause and making you feel guilty for being suspicious.

the truth you fond out a little later, they're cheating. both andy and ransom are and jake wants to, to feel closer to his boys but he feels guilty towards you so simply covers for them while they do what they please.

the same night you discover the truth, they come home to you gone and the bond is closed on your side. you come back the next day and they're quick to berate you for being gone and how dangerous that was. you keep quiet until they're done and once they're done you serve them with divorce papers. they're speechless, confused so you quickly explain before leaving. andy tries to alpha command you to stay but it's too late, the bond is broken, tarnished, useless.

the divorce is handled without you, your lawyer doing everything you ask and ignoring their please for communication or attempts at putting it off until you come back (delusion from both andy and ran mostly).

five years later, on your birthday, you celebrate with friends in a bar, completely unaware of the stunned presences watching you from afar. they never expected to see you again but here you are, as beautiful as ever while every day is more painful for them.

you get cornered in the bathroom by your ex husbands : what do you do ?

[aquariusloversfiction-blog]

Jungwon frowned but didn’t move away from Jake’s lap, where the beta was soothing him.  “What do you mean by that?  How does one look like an omega?  Do I look like an omega?”

“No, you are too young,” Heeseung explained as he posed in front of the mirror.  “But I am older, so I was wondering if I looked like someone that might have lumps in the future?”

Jake and Jungwon both looked confused. Jake kept petting Jungwon but asked, “What are lumps?”

Heeseung winced because he had said too much.  He wasn’t supposed to know about lumps either, but Sungjong had been very vocal about his displeasure when their papa had told him about them.  Heeseung couldn’t help but listen…eavesdrop on the conversation.  “They are what grown omegas get.”

A curious Jungwon now sat up.  “Lumps?  Where?  I have never seen your papa with lumps?”

“You wouldn’t have. Omegas only have them when they have babies,” Heeseung explained as he reached up with both hands and placed them over his own flat breasts.  “I am Papa’s youngest child, and I am older than you.  Omegas get lumps right here.  It’s how they feed their babies.”

Jungwon’s mouth fell open, horrified at the thought as he clutched his chest.

“I don’t think we should be talking about this,” Jake hissed while shuddering at the mere thought of Jungwon with lumps.  “We will get in trouble!  We can’t talk about babies.  You know that!”

Heeseung shrugged.  “We won’t get in trouble if we don’t tell anyone.  Jungwon should know.  I mean, he is an omega.”

“But shouldn’t your papa tell him?”  Jake questioned in a squeaky voice and then added abruptly, “I thought babies drank Satty juice!”

“From what I heard,” Heeseung explained, failing to mention that he had eavesdropped on the entire conversation.  “They do after they are a few months old, but at first they drink from the omega like baby cows drink from their mum cow.”

“I don’t want lumps!”  Jungwon cried out, horrified by the thought.  “I hate being an omega!  Why do I have to have lumps?  That is so gross!”

One True Song 

[floweramon]

So... Did people really not think Grandpa Harley was an asshole before playing Hiveswap?  Really?  This is the same man who left tiny child Jade alone with GUNS!  That she almost shot herself with! Had Tavros not intervened, she would have died due to his negligence.  Did people really forget that?

[timeskip]

Well since I need to rewrite a ton of dialogue in my main fanfic, I might as well put the first draft of the first section here. Anyways, I’d love to hear suggestions. Except for how one of the character’s emotions change too suddenly and drastically, because I know about that. And, of course, how OOC it is.

I don’t have a description for the fanfic as a whole, yet, but section 1 is a conversation, in which a deal is struck about the future of one Jade Harley.

These kids don’t know what they’re getting into.

Rose Lalonde watches quietly from the balcony at the girl who’s nearly the same age as her own daughter. Jade Harley, the little girl, is playing with a dog who keeps teleporting around her, and she’s giggling and rolling on the grass and chasing after the great white beast again and again.

“You’re not supposed to be here,” says a voice behind her, deep and formal, like the speaker is uncomfortable with Rose’s presence. She narrows her eyes but doesn’t turn around.

“Well, Jake, you would hopefully be unsurprised by my presence, because, as you certainly know, I do what I want.”

Jake Harley walks up to stand beside her, glancing at his supposed granddaughter, who is still laughing and running around. He leans slightly on the railing, an attempt to seem more casual.

“Don’t make me get Mr. Strider. He could get rid of you in a jiffy,” Jake says. A warning. Rose feels the urge to scoff at his efforts. He doesn’t know who she is, though, not really.

Does anyone know who Rose is? She’s not sure. Dave, the one from her timeline, he knows her more than the others. It’s not as much as she would prefer, but when you are the only one who knows what is to come, and what has already occurred, you get used to being the most keyed in on the situation. Seer powers are, after all, the strongest powers that Rose knows of.

Even so, it’s a bit lonely. She enjoys conversing with Dave, but he is often busy with his own personal affairs, and Rose knows that requesting for him to transport her to other timelines isn’t as easy as he wants her to believe. Despite this, she still attempts to have as much conversation with the alternate versions of her and her friends’ children, no matter how much they don’t understand, or if they want to at all.

Jake doesn’t understand, Dirk is unresponsive and slightly violent, Jane is, no, was, kind but skeptical, and Rose has not tried, at this point in time, to get into contact with Roxy. She doesn’t want to know what her daughter is like, what she was without Rose as a mother. She doesn’t wish to lay eyes on her younger self, naive and idealistic. Someone who can’t tell the future or the past, or anything else.

“I’m sure Dirk could get me to leave,” Rose replies easily, “but I’m not here for him. I’m here for you, Mr. Harley.” She fixes her eyes on him and watches his eyebrows raise. He looks concerned. A little frightened. He may not know her, not really, but he knows what she can do.

“I’m afraid I don’t understand, what could you, uh, possibly need with me?”

“An accident is going to happen, soon enough. Your granddaughter is in danger, as I’m sure you know. These events are inescapable, and not directly correlated.”

Rose watches a sweat drop go down Jake’s face. He’s clearly uncomfortable, but he nods anyways.

“An accident?” he asks.

“You don’t need to worry yourself with that.” She feels sorry for him, knowing that he’s going to die. She can’t reveal more than she already has. All the cards she can play, though, she will. “I can’t stop the accident. I’m sorry,” she says, placing a hand on his arm briefly before resting it on the railing again. “I can, however, help Jade, if that is what you wish for me to do. It won’t be much, but I can try.”

Jake looks down at Jade as he says, slowly, “I know you, Miss Lalonde, and I can’t imagine that there isn’t something else that needs to be said. Of course I want to help Jade, but,” he swallows, “not if something worse could happen.”

Rose smirks slightly. “You mean to ask me if there’s a catch?”

“Well, yes. I’d love for you to help Jade, but she’d do fine on her own without you, right?”

“I suppose so, yes. Not nearly as well, however. And the catch is that some people will come after us. With the extra assistance that I provide, I do expect that we can take them easily.” Rose watches Jake as he mulls it over in his head. Jade giggles in the background.

“If you’ve set your mind to it, I can’t stop you, can I? But there’s more than that, isn’t there?” He looks at her, meeting her gaze.

“It’s true that you couldn’t stop me if I truly wanted to do this, but your opinion matters to me in this. She’s your granddaughter, after all.” She pointedly ignores the second question. It’s as good as a confirmation, without revealing to him what she knows.

“If this option is better than the other, I can’t really fight you, right?” He doesn’t break their eye contact. Something like determination and victory rises up in Rose and she smiles at him, but doesn’t break the stare either.

“Very well then, Mr. Harley, I will get everything necessary set up. Hopefully you’ll hear of me again. And if you don’t, well.” She breaks the staring contest they had somehow set up and begins her stride towards the door into the house, looking back as she grips the cold, golden door handle. “I hope life is good to you. I wish you and Jade only the best.”

Rose knows that Jake is watching her as she pulls open the door, leaving the balcony. As the door shuts, she can no longer hear Jade and the dog playing. All that’s left is a silence that feels just a bit out of place.

[kiki-kit]

I'm pretty sure losing Halley was hard for Grandpa Harley :c

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on a side note, i got a new tablet on Thursday, so this is the first actually drawing i've done since then xD

[the-dobbster]

You know what has been bothering the fuck out of me? How jade's grandpa was somehow alive, got on john's world, and had an epic space battleship thingy. It makes absolutely no sense.