What if... Barbossa and Jack were a couple in search of the Aztec treasure, however, Barbossa's greed was bigger and more powerful, believing that his bond with Jack was a weakness, so he turns the entire crew against him and they abandon him on the island breaking the bond that almost kills him.
Jack manages to leave the island as he can, arriving in Port Royal meeting James, an alpha who was about to become a Commodore and who was currently rejected by beta! Elizabeth.
Here begins the journey of these two: the recovery of the Black Pearl, misunderstandings, Davy Jones, adventure, anguish, reunions, disappointments and more. With a happy ending for both of them.
Pairings: Dean Winchester/Reader, OMC(s)/Reader, Alpha!Dean Winchester/Omega!Reader
Warnings: Angst, A/B/O Dynamics
Theme: Always Hate Me (James Blunt)
Note: Chris Evans as Teddy.
Y/N was a very touch-oriented omega.
Granted, most omegas enjoyed the occasional touching of their alpha’s shoulder, linking fingers, or rubbing noses, but Y/N just craved any and all touch.
That’s why she always hugged the Winchesters hesters before and after they went on hunts, squeezing tight until they laughed and pulled away. Dean was her favorite to love on; she absolutely loved his scent. It made her feel so safe and protected when she was bundled up in blankets on his bed with him spooning behind her, keeping her warm. He thoroughly enjoyed their little cuddle sessions as well, from what he told her.
The two alphas (plus Castiel, who was also an alpha, and little omega Jack) always seemed to like her affection; that is, they’d never asked her to stop hugging and touching and pressing and rubbing and kissing-not until now, anyway.
She had just finished making breakfast for the three alphas of the bunker and Jack, placing it in front of them at the table. Dean smelled off, but she brushed it aside and put his plate in front of him with a purr. Pressing against his back and gently rubbing him, she absentmindedly scent marks him like she did with all of them.
“Okay, could you just not do that...like, ever again?” The alpha snarls, moody as all hell. The omega that resides in the bunker with his brother, Castiel, Jack, and himself wilts. She’d not known that her touch bothered him so much. Sam, Cas, and Jack’s eyes are wide. “I mean, honestly! I’ve put up with this for years, we all have, and we never asked for your stupid scent, or you for that matter!”
Y/N shrinks back, pulling back and pressing against the wall in submission as the alpha in front of her rages.
“I-I’m sorry.” She whispers, tearing up. Quivering, she slowly backs away from the angry alpha, carefully extracting herself from the situation. Dean sits back down heavily, huffing as the adrenaline and testosterone running through his veins has no outlet.
Trembling, Y/N runs to her room the moment she knows that she’s out of earshot. She knows that she’s emitting a distress scent and shoves it down so no one would bother her as she closed the door, locked it, and spent all of her remaining energy barricading it. Once done, she throws herself into her bed that was filled with fluffy blankets and pillows, ready to cry, but she can’t. Everything smells like them, the three alphas and the omega outside.
It smells...not safe.
Throwing them away, she chooses to tremble from the cold as she finally lets herself sob into her hands. She should have none that there was no safe place for her. When the two Winchester alphas had taken her from her pack alpha father, brothers (who had taken the same presentation), and her vicious pack where she was the only omega, she let her guard down and allowed herself to trust them. Within a month, she felt like this bunker was a home and like she was a part of their small pack. She met Castiel and he became a part of her pack as well (though he referred to it as a ‘flock’), and they went through everything they did together. Jack was born a couple of years later, but Y/N quickly pulled him under her wing and they grew incredibly close.
Shaking, she sobs into her knees, ripping the flannel that smelled like Dean off of her along with the rest of the clothes that she’d stolen from him. The clothing joined the huge pile of blankets and pillows that were in the corner farthest from her. She shivers due to being only in a pair of underwear. Searching through her closet, she pushes away everything that smells like any of the Alphas, finally settling in the sinple clothes that she’d come with that still smelled of her old home: a tank top and pajama shorts.
Curling up in a corner, she sniffles again. Dean had never yelled at her before, and he didn’t even know about what her dad, brothers, and the rest of their pack had done. This place...She was wrong about it. It wasn’t safe. Just like before, she’d need to tread very carefully.
Sam watched the female omega of the Winchester Pack sadly, eyeing her clearly terrified form. She was trembling every ten minutes, and she’d bought new clothes (even though she had so many items of clothing that she’d asked for or just taken from everyone in the bunker). He knew exactly what she was doing, and it hurt badly.
Finally venturing from the underground Pack House, Y/N enters town with a lengthy list in hand. Reaching the supermarket, she enters and grabs a shopping cart, pushing it along and waving to the head grocer, who knew her as the Head Omega of the Campbell Pack (Head Omega was very different from Lead Omega; Lead Omegas are the wives and mates of the Pack Alpha. If the Pack Alpha is not mated but there is an Omega that’s been in the pack longer than anyone else, then they are referred to as Head Omega). As she peruses the produce section, she absentmindedly bumps into a tall man...He smelled intoxicating.
“I am so sorry!” She immediately apologizes, and he chuckles. Calming scents are drifting from him; she knows exactly what he’s doing. Good alphas release these to calm frightened omegas.
“Hey, it’s okay! Accidents happen, and I was at fault just as much as you.” He says simply. Looking up to hesitantly meet his eyes, he cocked his head to the side playfully. She smiles instinctively at the bearded blonde man in front of her; he scented and felt safe, but she’d been wrong twice before now.
He extends a hand politely, a smile on his face.
“Hi, my name’s Theodore. Most people call me Theo, though.” He says, and a giggle escapes Y/N. Theo quirks an eyebrow up. “What was that?”
“Well, you’re like a teddy bear, and Teddy is a nickname for Theodore.” She giggles. He smiles, eyes dancing.
“Well, call me Teddy then!” He offers. He shrugs, cheeks a light pink. “I don’t mind.”
The duo shop together for a long time, both choosing what they needed and the like. After checking out, Teddy even helped her pack her things up into her car.
“Care to grab something to eat?” He asks warmly, and part of her wants to say no and retreat to the Bunker, but a bigger part of her is screaming at her to run. To go with him while she can. She smiles sadly at him.
“I’m sorry, I can’t.” She says. “Groceries.”
He groans and face palms, making her giggle.
“I’m such a dumb blonde.” He groans, and she laughs.
“Well, if you let me unload my groceries, I can meet you back here in the plaza and we can catch something.” She offers, and his eyes light up. He nods furiously, and she giggles. “Well, I guess it’s a deal then. Meet you back here in...say...an hour?”
“Yes!” Teddy exclaims excitedly, and she laughs again.
Dean grunts in confusion when he and the others come home from their most recent hunt. While he could smell the fresh groceries in the kitchen, Y/N wasn’t there waiting for them like always. Worry began to gnaw at him.
“Y/N?” He calls. Jack and the other two alphas look around in worry as well. “Y/N, sweetheart, where are you?”
He desperately searches through the bunker for her, knowing that the others were doing the same. Glancing into his room, he sees at least three blankets and a mountain of clothes on his bed. He distinctly remembered giving them all to the eldest omega in the bunker. She clung to those like they were her post prized possession; she wouldn’t just throw them away!
He speeds to her room, which is now essentially empty. She’s in a tank top and shorts that accentuate her ass in a way that legitimately makes Dean’s mouth water, but he pulls himself together.
“Sweetheart, what-”
“Please don’t come in!” She snaps, and he freezes just outside of the door in shock. She’d never used that tone with him, never! “I just managed to scrub all of the other scents out of here.”
Dean is confused.
“Why would you want that?” He asks. “You’ve literally dragged us all in here at least twice each so our scents could stick to everything.”
She shrugs.
“I didn’t like it.” She replies. Dean fights off a pained whine. His omega didn’t want his scent near her, and it was entirely his fault.
He missed her touch, her happy scent, her laughing and squealing. He missed her crawling into his bed in the middle of the night for no reason other than ‘she wanted cuddles’. He missed her kissing his cheek when he least expected it and when he did.
He missed her love.
He was lying when he said he wanted her to stop touching him. He loved her touch, her scent, her everything. He was in a bad mood because his rut was coming up, he’d not meant to snap at her. Still, he did, and now she would barely look at him.
After a few weeks, lunches with Teddy became a tri-weekly event. Sam, Dean, Castiel, and even Jack had no idea that she’d met someone, just like she had no idea how badly Dean was moping now that she no longer was affectionate towards him in any way-hell, they were all upset, but Dean for a very different reason.
Metatron had informed him that she was his true mate two years prior, but he was so scared that he’d hurt her because of the stupid Mark that he refused to even remotely go near her in a way that would suggest that he wanted her-and he did. She was perfection, but he couldn’t have her. He wouldn’t do that to her. He wouldn’t hurt her like that.
Now she was ignoring them all-She’d talk, she’d make food, she’d clean. Things like that she’d do, but when it came to affection from the bright, happy omega, they got none. No, that was reserved for the Alpha that she’d met in the supermarket that none of them knew about.
“Teddy!” Y/N squeals, and the alpha laughs and hugs her tight, picking her up and planting a kiss on her cheek.
“I’ve missed you.” He purrs, taking a deep breath and inhaling her scent. She giggles in response.
“You saw me three days ago!” She exclaims, and the big alpha shrugs.
“Don’t care; still missed you.” He grunts. Backing up, he allows her to enter his house. She breathes in deeply, enjoying the way everything was soaked in the bachelor alpha’s scent. Humming softly, she speeds to the kitchen, smiling at his laughter behind her.
She starts cooking even as he enters and begins to watch her with fond eyes. She knew that he cared for her, and she knew that she cared for him too, she just didn’t know if she should act on it.
She didn’t have to.
She feels large hands wrap around her waist and gently turn her around. Teddy noses her hair affectionately and she closes her eyes, enjoying the sensation.
“Can I kiss you?” The Alpha whispers hopefully, and Y/N finds herself nodding.
“Yes.”
“That...Holy shit.” Teddy purrs, pressing his front to her back and wrapping his large arms around her waist. Y/N hums happily, eyes half closed. Her shoulder burns a little, but she doesn’t mind. She was sure that her Teddy’s were too from how much she scratched his back and arms as he repeatedly thrust into-
Oh.
She needed to stop thinking about that or she’d never go home. Just like their after first time having sex together a few months ago, she’d want to stay forever (and she knew that he wouldn’t mind). Still, she had the Campbell Pack to tend to.
As she pulled away from the Winchesters, she mentally started referring to them as Campbells just like the rest of Lebanon. She didn’t mind calling them that, but it bothered Dean a little. She remembered when it had first happened he had panicked a little. He’d tried touching and holding her, trying to offer himself to be scented, but she didn’t want to. No, she only did that with Teddy.
She’d noticed Dean growing a little depressed as she backed away from their relationship, but this is what he wanted, so she was giving it to him. Sam, Castiel, and Jack seemed a little upset at the lack of affection as well, but she just couldn’t help the fact that she didn’t really want to shower them with affection any more. She could tell that it was hurting Dean, and that was never her intent, but he’d made his choice, and she’d made hers. She needdd to give affection, but Dean didn’t want it. He’d said so.
Teddy craved it.
The Alpha was just as touchy as she was, always wanting to hold her hand, peck her cheek, nuzzle her neck...Y/N loved it. She basked in the attention just like the alpha did.
“I love you, ‘mega.” Teddy slurs from behind her, exhausted from their previous activities, and Y/N can’t fight the urge to smile.
She was finally wanted.
It’s when Dean sees her bags on the floor after returning from a hunt that he snaps.
He finds Y/N in the library, patiently reading a book. When she sees the four men (who have all seen the two bags by the door and have leapt into the library after Dean), she gently closes the book and puts it down, standing up. She has a soft smile on her face, but it isn’t sad as one would expect. It’s an eager, excited smile.
“I’m leaving.” She says simply, and everyone inwardly panics but her. She couldn’t leave-she couldnt! They needed her here!
She walks past them when they don’t respond, choosing instead to pick up her bags and take them to her car. Dean is the first to shake from his shocked stupor and he chases the omega woman outside, completely desperate and willing to do anything to get her to stay.
“Please-Please!” He begs. “Don’t go! I need you!”
She sighs as she puts her bags in the passenger’s seat.
“No, you don’t.” She says simply. “You made that clear.”
“I was wrong!” Dean sobs. “Don’t go! Please, don’t go!”
If she left, he would die. He couldn’t live without her. He’d rather live in a world where she hated him than in a world where she wasn’t around.
She looks at him sympathetically.
“Dean...I have to go.” She says softly. She walks up to him and brushes the tears from his cheeks. It’s the first time she’s touched him in months. His hands instinctively jump to her waist, wrapping tight around it desperately as he presses his cheek into her soft hand, craving the contact she was giving him.
“No, no!” He whimpers. “No you don’t!”
She pulls away.
“Yes, I do.” She whispers. She slowly turns around, taking off her jacket. She moves her braid aside and shows Dean something that makes his stomach drop.
“Y-You’ve been mated?” He croaks. He feels like he’s gonna throw up.
She sighs dreamily.
“Mhmm...I think that he may be my true mate.”
Hours after she’s climbed into her car and driven away to who knows where and what Alpha, Dean is still outside the Bunker. His heart is beating faster than it ever has before as his world comes crashing down. He’s screaming, sobbing, wailing, and he can’t stop.
I think that he may be my true mate.
I think that he may be my true mate.
I think that he may be my true mate.
I think that he may be my true mate.
I think that he may be my true mate.
These words echo in his mind repeatedly. He still sobbing when he finally falls down, energy spent. Tears run down his cheeks, and he’s so drowned in despair that he can’t even lift a hand to wipe them away.
Can we talk about Alpha!Sam & Omega!Jack though? Jack goes into heat for the first time & he’s hold up in Sam’s room because Sam wants him to be comfortable. He’s shivering & whining & grasping at the sheets & naked because he’s hot & he’s humping the bed out of instinct. Sam & Dean are both dying at the scent & can’t help their boners when they’re around him, but Dean lets Sam have it. He goes to give Jack some water & medicine but he knows it won’t help better than just knotting him
Sean felt it about 3 days ago, the cramps were a living hell, and to make things worse Mark wasn’t in town. Sean hobbled towards his nest which was filled with a various amounts of Mark’s sweaters which didn’t help his situation any more. The young male crawled into the large beanbag bed and threw the large amounts of sweaters and covers on top of him preparing to sleep off his heat.
“I wish you were here Mark.” Sean whimpered before drifting into a deep sleep.
Mark was quite literally freaking out at the airport. He knew he should’ve gotten a plane ticket to Brighton sooner knowing his dear omega’s heat was starting. He knew that Sean had very bad heats and was brought to tears when he wasn’t there to help him, he hoped his Sean was okay. The red haired alpha was rapidly bouncing his leg when they called for everyone flying to Brighton. Once on the plane Mark couldn’t help but feel anxious, it’s 2 months since he’s seen Sean.
Sean awoken to the loud banging on his door.
“Why now?” he whined as he shuffled to the door.
Before he got to the door he smelt his alpha’s pungent smell and couldn’t help but mewl softly at the smell. Sean raced to the door stumbling over his own feet. He threw open the door and jumped his unsuspecting alpha.
Mark could smell his mate’s heat scent from a mile away and couldn’t help but growl at the thought that other alpha’s could smell him as well.As soon as he walked up the steps the door was thrown open and he was met with his omega jumping onto him. He felt Sean wrap his legs around his waist tightly same for his arms. Mark couldn’t help but smile his omega was home.
Killer - First meeting, interlude, second meeting - Mob Boss AU
Killer first kidnap @thethespacecoyote‘s mob rhys because of his scent, not totally sure if he wants to stab him to death or do something more... physical haha (nope, he doesn’t realise they are both omega).
After Mob Jack actually saves rhys from KIller, the murderer decides to try to do something to gain rhys attention, like, trying to take all by himself the head of another mob boss. Sure buddy, bring a knife to a gun fight, it will work.
Which leads to his real second meeting with Rhys, when he falls enters by the window of Rhys’ mansion, in a pretty bad shape because, yeah, he wasn’t going to win that fight with the other boss’ goons...
