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resonance hybrid

Pairing: Ernst Schmidt/Helmut Zemo

Summary: Schmidt, a throwback omega with physical traits that keep him on the outside of society, ends up in the sights of a dangerous and possessive man when he turns up in another universe after an experiment on the station goes wrong. Maybe being in an entirely different universe is what Schmidt needs to finally find the acceptance he’s never had before.

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Crossover, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, but also not omegaverse, Omega Ernst Schmidt, schmidtys got all the parts, low self-esteem schmidt, not alpha zemo, double dick zemo, Anal Fingering, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Rimming, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Double Penetration in One Hole, Double Penetration in Two Holes, EKO Scorpion Helmut Zemo, Multiple Orgasms, Vaginal Sex, Anal Sex, Knotting, Mating Bond, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot

Word count: 8242

Link: resonance hybrid

Excerpt:

Keys jangle and the door screeches as Zemo steps in, crouching in front of Schmidt’s mat. Schmidt tries to look smaller and uninteresting. There’s nothing he can do but wait and hope Zemo gets bored fast. “There’s something about you,” Zemo says, his hand firm on Schmidt’s jaw as he turns his sweaty face up to meet his eyes. His thumb strokes Schmidt’s chin idly and Schmidt barely keeps himself from leaning into it. Zemo might not be an alpha, but the command in him pulls on his stupid omega instincts just as much. “What is it,” Zemo muses, sharp eyes searching Schmidt’s face. “You don’t do anything, yet there’s something.” “No,” Schmidt grits out around clenched teeth. “There’s nothing.”

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catena

Pairing: Ernst Schmidt/Helmut Zemo

Summary: Zemo, an experienced monster hunter, decides to pursue some odd, vague rumors about a cursed forest and a dangerous beast deep in the mountains. The more he investigates, the less he understands, and the greater his need to solve the mystery of it builds.

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Crossover, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, creature schmidt, hunter zemo, Monsterfucking, primal play, Magic, Happy Ending

Word count: 16107

Link: catena

Excerpt: Unfortunately for Zemo, his fear has always converted rapidly into the need to understand, and the refusal to let himself be scared. It’s made him the hunter he is, the successful, dangerous hunter, but there’s something about these woods that suggests he’s maybe met his match. He’s always living on the edge as a hunter, but this feels less like daring the world to try something and more like walking straight into a wolf’s jaws. He goes back, no matter what he saw or didn’t see, no matter what he feels watching him, no matter what it is that takes the bread every day. He still hasn’t actually seen anything, which leaves him both annoyed and vaguely disturbed. Even the terrain has been perfectly normal - the cursed forest part must have just ended up as a shorthand for the boundaries, and the beast within them rather than any sort of actual cursed vegetation. It’s his fourth time in the woods when he stumbles across the clearing and the man.

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heat transfer

Pairing: Ernst Schmidt/Helmut Zemo

Summary: Schmidt wakes up in a seedy brothel with no memory of himself other than his name. He's resigned to his unpleasant, unchanging existence when he has an alpha client who throws it all sideways.

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Crossover, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Ernst Schmidt, Alpha Helmut Zemo, Sexual Slavery, not between zemo and schmidty, Non-Consensual Drug Use, induced heat, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Knotting, Caretaking, younger zemo, lots o fucking, Possessive Behavior, Mating Bond, True Mates, Happy Ending

Word count: 20662

Link: heat transfer

Excerpt:

Schmidt pushes the panic down as best he can. It surges back to the fore when he realizes he’s completely naked under the thin, rough sheet of fabric. The distant thud of boots and the rattle of keys amplifies it and he clutches the fabric uselessly to his chest. The other people in the cell with him flinch back, turning away towards the walls and hiding as best they can. Schmidt’s left central, vulnerable. An alpha strides down the path between the cells, hitting the bars idly and whistling to himself. He pauses and looks into the cell across from Schmidt’s before making an unimpressed noise. He turns and spots Schmidt sitting up and looking at him, and Schmidt knows things are about to get worse for him. “No one will care if you get a little roughed up,” the alpha says, taking the keys out and unlocking the cell.

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atmosphere

Pairing: Ernst Schmidt/Helmut Zemo

Summary: His mage powers discovered late in life, Schmidt’s more than pleased to give his tiny village the finger and attend the Mage’s College. He might take to the magical instruction like a duck to water, but the required self-defense course? Not so much. He’s not sure if it’s better or worse that the College has hired an irresponsibly hot bounty hunter to teach the class for the semester.

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Crossover, Alternate Universe - Magic, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, mage schmidt, bounty hunter zemo, Magic School, but like set dressing bc this isnt about that, Sparring, vaguely, Blow Jobs, First Time, Clothing Differential, Rimming, Anal Sex, Overstimulation, Multiple Orgasms, Spit As Lube, Happy Ending

Word count: 11176

Link: atmosphere

Excerpt:

He looks down, finally able to pull his eyes away from the instructor. He reaches for his glasses instinctively, but he’s not wearing them and ends up standing even more awkwardly. The other students keep whispering around him, all about their far too attractive instructor and all of their plans to hit on him. Schmidt will just appreciate from afar, unnoticed.

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second derivative

Pairing: Ernst Schmidt/Helmut Zemo

Summary: Schmidt is the talented, cranky head mechanic for a racing team when its bought by a new owner.

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Crossover, Alternate Universe - Car Racing, but there's no racing happening, mechanic schmidt, Rich Zemo, sex on top of car, Spit As Lube, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot

Word count: 2249

Link: second derivative

Excerpt:

“What are you doing over here?” Zemo asks, stepping up against Schmidt’s back and poking the tool Schmidt’s holding. “What does it look like,” Schmidt says, Zemo’s too-close presence pushing him off kilter. “Your hands are so…talented,” Zemo says, with the barest pause. Schmidt stills for a moment before he forces himself to keep putting them away. There hadn’t been a pause, and if there was, it didn’t mean anything. There wasn’t any heat in Zemo’s voice, and he’s standing this close, nearly against Schmidt’s back because he has no concept of personal space.

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infrared

Pairing: Ernst Schmidt/Helmut Zemo

Summary: Schmidt’s village leaves him out as a sacrifice for a dragon threatening them, but his mouth might get him in trouble when the dragon comes to take him.

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Crossover, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Dragon Zemo, Sacrifice, Or at least an attempted one, cranky schmidt, Monsterfucking, Tongue Fucking, Size Difference, sex magic to make that dick fit, Bonding over books, Those fuckin nerds

Word count: 7374

Link: infrared

Excerpt:

Schmidt tugs on his bindings again, wincing as the rough rope breaks his skin open. “Are you going to eat me or what?” he snaps. The dragon watches him, the sunlight catching on the dual row of spines running up its face and making its indigo scales glitter. Its tail moves lazily behind it, and Schmidt feels something like a mouse before a cat. “I told them I was a stupid sacrifice,” Schmidt says. “It’s not my fault I’m the wrong kind.” The dragon’s head tilts like it’s listening to him, maybe even amused by Schmidt’s crankiness. He gets more cranky. It’s still hot and sunny, he’s still steadily burning in the sun, and he’s desperately thirsty. He’s still tied to a fucking stake. “Well?” Schmidt demands. “I don’t have all day.”

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ophiolite

Pairing: Ernst Schmidt/Helmut Zemo

Summary: Thanks to an unfortunate rockslide, Zemo ends up captured by his enemy. Nothing in his life can ever be simple, and he goes into heat while in captivity. Somehow, not even that goes as expected.

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Crossover, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Helmut Zemo, Alpha Ernst Schmidt, Collars, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Mating Bond, Dubious Consent, Knotting, Biting, sad schmidty, but hes a slave so thats why, mean zemo, He gets better, Pining, Anal Sex, Masturbation, Mates, Happy Ending

Word count: 27796

Link: ophiolite

Excerpt:

Zemo turns his head against the ground to look despite himself. There’s a shorter man standing just back and to the side of James, quiet and definitely an alpha by the scent bleeding off of him. “My lovely prize alpha,” James says, watching Zemo’s face as he twirls a delicate leash in one hand. “Don’t you think so?” It takes Zemo a moment to catch up around the heat pheromones and the sheer oddity of that sentence. Alphas are never captives, yet somehow it’s clear James has one. The alpha doesn’t look like one of James’ usual alphas, standing next to James obediently. He’s probably barely even a captive, Zemo thinks with scorn.

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superposition

Pairing: Ernst Schmidt/Helmut Zemo

Summary: Something strange happens when the Shepard fires, and Schmidt’s left with another person inside his head. He’ll have to figure out how to stabilize the beam, return Zemo to his universe and body, while not getting too attached to the voice in his mind.

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Crossover, shared body, Mind Meld, Sort Of, Masturbation, assisted masturbation idk its complicated, Anal Sex, Dubious Science

Word count: 6383

Link: superposition

Excerpt:

Schmidt turns the firing key and the particle accelerator starts up, shaking the station and stuttering purple-white. The lights flicker around them and he digs his fingers into the table, watching the readouts and hoping that this time, this time, it’ll finally work. The shaking gets worse and the lights go out entirely, only the beam glowing deep purple before going dark entirely. The station settles and Schmidt groans in disappointment. <what have you done to me> a strangely accented voice says in his head.