I need more omegaverse stories where Tomura and reader are Omegas and alpha Dabi finds himself having to take care of two Omega's that REALLY don't wanna share him but now have to (I'd like fluff and heat scenes in there..)
I watched as Y/N left. I was finally checked out but was stopped by the weak alpha, known was Rowan.
"You're Wednesday, right," he asked me, I just stared at him, "Rowan. I know how you feel."
"I guarantee you don't," I replied.
"My mother promised me I'd finally fit in somewhere," he told me, which I didn't really care for, " I never though it was possible to be an outcast in a school full of outcasts. But it looks like you're gonna give me a run for my money. Uh... Sorry about the... nick."
"No good deed goes unpunished," I told him and got up to leave. As I was walking past the water container (I don't know what it is called) it bubbled. This caused me to turn and look at it for a moment, then continue to walk outside. When I walked outside, I saw Y/N just standing there in the rain, getting soaked.
"Y/N, why don't you have an umbrella, you're going to get sick," I asked worried, then mentally beat myself up. I shouldn't worry about her. But she is our mate, my alpha told me. I ignored him.
"He-he-hey Wednesday, the ra-ra-rain helps me c-c-calm down," she replied, smiling shyly. I find this action cute. I walked up to her and held the umbrella (Y/N is shorter than Wednesday) over the both of us. We both walk in silence, and I find myself enjoying the moment. After a while, we heard stone scraping against each other. We both looked up and saw a gargoyle falling towards us. I went to push Y/N out of dangers way when I heard someone screaming towards us.
"Wednesday! Y/N!" Someone shouted, and both Y/N and I was push out of the way, and everything went black. I woke back up in the infirmary. I sat up and looked around, and saw Xavier standing over Y/N. I didn't like this one bit, so I growled at him to back off. He took the warning and walk to a seat and sat down.
"Welcome back, and you should take it easy," he told me, I just stared at him, "nurse said you don't have a concussion, but you should probably have a nasty bump, huh?"
"The last thing I remember, I was walking outside with Y/N feeling a mixture of rage, pity and self-disgust," I told him, getting up to go to Y/N to make sure she is okay, "I never felt that way before."
"Losing to Bianca has that effect on people, I think," he replied, getting up and try to get close to my unconscious mate. I glared at him to sit back down, and stay away from her.
"Then I looked up and saw that gargoyle coming down and I though," I continued, "at least I'll have an imaginative death. Then you tackled Y/N and I out of the way. Why?"
"Call it instinct," he told me. This made me want to roll my eyes.
"So you were guided by latent chivalry," I told him, turning to face him," the tool of the patriarchy, to extract my or Y/N's undying gratitude?"
"Mm-hmm. Most people just say thank you," he said.
"I didn't want to be rescued," I told him harshly.
"I shoulda just saved Y/N and just let that thing smash you to mush," he said, raising one eyebrow at me.
"I would have rather saved both her and myself," I told him, tensing up at the thought of him touching her.
"Good to see you haven't changed, if it makes you feel any better, let's just say I returned the favor," he scoffed. He must have seen the confusion on my face as he continued, " Xavier Thorpe? You probably don't remember. Last time we met, I was two feet shorter, 40 pounds heavier."
"What happened," I asked, trying to remember.
"Puberty, I guess," he said. I wanted to facepalm at this (and so did I, he was very stupid in this scene).
"What happened the last time we met," I corrected him.
"Oh. Uh. Yeah, it... it was my godmother's funeral," he replied. I tried to remember a funeral, "she was friends with you grandmother, and they spent their twenties in Europe, and swindling the rich and notorious. I don't know, but we were ten, and we were bored, decided to play hide and seek. I had the inspired idea to hide in her casket, I got stuck as it was headed to the crematorium."
"I'd heard muffled screams," I said, finally remembering, "I just figured your godmother had cheated death and was trying to claw her way out,"
"Either way, you hit the bid red stop button," he told me, " and saved me from being flame-broiled. So... now we're even."
He decided to leave after that, and that was when Y/N woke up. She sat up and looked around. She saw me standing there and smiled up at me. I nodded at her and helped her back to her dorm, so she can rest some more. I finally made it to my room, and started my writing time, while listening to La Llorona playing on my Gramophone (I hope I'm correct on what this is called). I was so into my writing, until I heard my bed squeaking. I turned towards it. I got up to walk towards my bed. When I reached it, I threw the covers off, to reveal Thing, a disembodied hand.
"I knew it," I said to the now terrified hand, "hello, Thing."
He tried to flee the room, but he wasn't fast enough, and I caught him.
"Did you think my highly trained olfactory sense wouldn't pick up on the faint whiff of neroli and bergamot in your favorite had lotion," I told him, holding him in front of my face, "I could do this all day."
I then slammed him into my desk and pinned him there.
"Surrender," I asked him, which he signed yes and I let him go, "Mother and Father sent you to spy on me, didn't they?"
He tried to deny it, but I can see through it.
"I'm not above breaking a few fingers," I told him, which made him to stop, "that they thought I wouldn't find out proves how mush they underestimate me."
He tried to defend them, by saying that they care for me. I'm not buying this either.
"Oh, Thing, you poor, naive appendage," I told him, "my parents aren't worried about me. They're evil puppeteers, who want pull my strings from afar. The way I see it, you have two options. Option one,"
I picked him up, while opening a drawer in my desk.
"I lock you in here for the rest of the semester, and you go slowly insane trying to claw your way out," I told him, with him shaking in fear, "ruining your nails and your smooth, supple skin. And we both know how vain you are. Option two."
I then closed the drawer and set him back on my desk.
"You pledge your undying loyalty to me," I told him. It took a little bit, but he eventually bowed down to me, to show me that he chooses the second option. This greatly pleases me.
"Our first order of business is to escape this teenage purgatory," I told him. He signed, asking me if I have a plan, "of course I have a plan. And it begins now."
Could you please write and Alpha!Daryl Dixon and him finding out that teh Omega!Reader is his truemate? Fluffy and smutty please?
Hi Anon!!
Did you say Alpha!Daryl? Hell yeah!! I'm in!!
I hope you don't mind if I use Daryl from season 2-3 I love him so much and I think he is perfect for a quite dominant Alpha but at the same time soft and protective. And I miss this Daryl if I have to be honest🤭🤭
You're always on his mind. Even if he doesn't try, there is always some thought in his mind for you. He can't understand why. You aren't special. You're no different than the other women in the group.
Yet your scent always gives him goosebumps.
Since he arrived with his brother Mel to the Atlanta group, something was different with you. Several male Alphas predominated who soon made their place in the group clear, Merle and Daryl were also Alphas, headstrong, dominant and territorial, but in the situation they were in it was unnecessary to start a confrontation with the group.
Shane, Ed, Dale and T-Dog were Alphas, younger, older, more impulsive or wiser, they balanced the group, Andrea was also an Alpha female along with Jacqui. Lori Grimes along with Carol, Morales' wife and Sophia were Omegas but being bonded their essences were weaker, plus Sophia was a girl who had not even entered her first heat. Glenn, Amy, Carl, Jim... they were Betas with a neutral scent.
And then there was you.
You were neutral, your scent was faint, barely detectable, like just another Beta, yet you had that touch, that little scent that got Daryl to always keep an eye on you. Daryl had always tried to be a less dominant Alpha, he had lived in his own skin, his own mother being dominated by his father, desperate for his essence as an Alpha. He'd always heard from his mother that they were destined, that they were soul mates.
Daryl has never believed that about the destined pair, the Alpha and Omega bonded.
No, not after seeing how his father mistreated his mother and themselves.
Yet there was something about you that always kept him on his toes. At first you didn't have much trust, you were always hanging around the group of women, taking care of chores, Daryl would go off with his brother to hunt, to bring food for everyone, but when Merle disappeared, when you left camp to go all the way to the CDC for help, you and Daryl shared his truck. At first the conversation didn't flow from either of you, Daryl looked at you absentmindedly as he drove, gradually the conversation flowed between you, you even laughed despite the whole situation, saying goodbye to Jim was hard and once again plunged the trip into an intense silence. One that was enough for Daryl to assure himself that he wouldn't let anything bad happen to you, that he would fight to protect you even if it was from himself.
He delivered as best he could, he got you out of the CDC alive and came back for you when T-Dog told him you were left behind with Andrea. He didn't think twice, he skidded the bike on the dirt floor and went back to the farm looking for you. He couldn't leave you there.
He couldn't lose you. For some reason, his mind wouldn't let him, he felt something tearing at him inside but he didn't know what.
It took you eight months to find a place where you could feel safe again. Daryl couldn't confidently say that it was home, but with a pregnant woman about to give birth, it was better than nothing. After eight months of wandering that prison provided security, you managed to enter the outer courtyard and Rick was planning to take over at least one of the blocks, but first the group had to regain strength.
Daryl keeps turning his mind over, he can't stop thinking about everything and nothing at the same time. He sighs and becomes alert as soon as he senses Carol's presence trying to climb onto the bus he is standing guard on. The Alpha helps her up and she holds out a plate of food.
"It's not much, but otherwise you would have run out..."
"Little Shane has a good appetite." He mumbles wolfing down what's on the plate using his hands as a fork.
"Don't be mean..." Carol whispers, but a knowing chuckle escapes her. "How are you? Since we left the farm you seem distracted."
There's that innate Omega instinct. Daryl can sense her scent, since she lost her husband, Ed, she is now a lone Omega, she can be claimed again by another Alpha, yet her scent is faint, as if she is still bound to Ed in some way. Carol does not arouse in him the curiosity he feels with you, he considers her an equal, he has even begun to appreciate her as a friend, wanting to protect her from his pain, from the loss of his daughter, but nothing more. Through his mind goes the idea of talking to her about what is happening to him. Perhaps by putting it out loud he will feel somewhat less confused.
"Ya... Have ya noticed anything strange with her?" he murmurs, shaking his head pointing at you absentmindedly, you are in the circle with the others by the fire, oblivious to the conversation of your companions.
"Anything weird, what do you mean?"
"I-I dunno... I know she's a Beta, but her essence is..."
"Oh, I get it, maybe you should talk to her. Maybe you'd be surprised at the answer." Carol says cryptically, and it certainly doesn't help Daryl at all.
"I think... she doesn't feel very comfortable when I'm around..." He tries to excuse himself, Carol gives him a bored look and massages his shoulder wincing in pain. "Yer okay?"
"Yeah, it's my shoulder, with the recoil of the rifle, it's bothering me."
"Lemme." He tells her setting the plate aside and massages the woman's shoulder.
"Uhm how romantic." She jokes laughing when she hears Daryl snort in amusement and nervousness.
In between jokes and nervous laughter, Daryl and Carol get off the bus to meet up with the others. The Alpha is feeling a little calmer, he hasn't told the widow his troubles, but he feels better. He helps Carol off and his skin crawls with goosebumps as he senses your scent there, maybe you've overheard the conversation or maybe it's himself starting to hallucinate. He doesn't want to say anything, so he pretends not to smell you and they return to the group listening to Beth sing.
Daryl feels the prison falling on you like a tomb. You try to enter, the dead fall on you with hunger, in the kitchens of the block there are several prisoners who have survived, but some of them are hostile, you lose several companions, T Dog, Hershel must amputate a leg, Carol, Lori... Carl appears with a baby in his hands and Rick loses his head. Everything suddenly becomes chaos, but you have to think with a cool head, Hershel needs help, you have to keep an eye on the prisoners who have stayed with you, you have to keep an eye on Rick, that he doesn't do anything crazy and there is a little girl who needs to be fed as soon as possible.
"Not far from here there should be a supermarket, we saw the sign a few days ago while we were on the road." Glenn says and Maggie nods her head.
"We can't all go, there are cars all over the road." Maggie says in frustration, Daryl grunts chewing his lip nervously.
"I'll go, ya guys stay here, keep an eye on the prisoners, make sure Hershel is okay." He gives several directions and everyone seems compliant, he touches Beth's shoulder who as a young Omega her maternal instincts have kicked in and cares for the little baby. "Keep an eye on her, and Carl, he's lost his mother and if anythin'..."
"Don't worry, I'll handle it." She nods her head walking away back inside the pavilion. Daryl then grabs your hand and you turn around confused.
"Come with me." It's a command, but his voice is soft, calm, yet you can still feel it get under your skin making you shiver. "If we both go on the bike we can bring more stuff."
"Okay." You agree, but you sense something isn't quite right, Daryl's influence is affecting you more than it should.
The Alpha notices it too. He notices something different when you get on the bike, hugging you to his back, your scent has intensified, a sweet smell hits his nose, making him frown. Confused.
You don't make it to the mall Glenn told you about, Daryl turns off on another road finding a small town where there is a kindergarten, there it's much more likely that no one has looted what's inside than a mall. The motorcycle's engine purrs to a complete shutdown, Daryl positions the bike nicely and you let go of his waist.
"We'll check this place out first." Daryl says as you enter the kindergarten. "If we ain't find anythin' useful, drive to the mall."
You nod your head following his plan. Carefully the two of you enter the kindergarten in search of things for the little baby. You keep quiet every moment, you don't know if there might be any Walkers in there and you don't want to attract the attention of any more. The first room you enter gives you goose bumps. There are a bunch of drawings of different children, some hands with names on them, one in particular catches both of your attention "Sophia". You know that for Daryl it was a hard blow not to find the girl alive, he put his own life in danger for her. Now you understand many things, Daryl has been trying to be close to Carol since you left the camp, with Ed out of the picture, the Alpha was trying to claim her as his own, those little details with her proved your theory, plus the complicity between them. Now Carol was gone and Daryl seemed mortified by it. It hurts you to see him like this, but it hurts you even more to feel selfish. Daryl has caught your attention ever since he showed up at the camp with his brother, yet you've always shielded yourself from the Alphas, trying to be indifferent, to not make yourself noticed, but Daryl managed to seep through your skin and those little gestures, those little moments that showed you he would never be like his brother, those things made your feelings for him grow stronger.
Which reminds you...
"I'm going to the bathroom." You tell him when you see him open a drawer pulling out a bunch of diapers and some new bottles. "Maybe there's something in there for Hershel, we need clean bandages, antibiotics..."
"'kay, but be careful." He asks looking over his shoulder at you. You nod and walk away down the hall.
Actually your goal isn't medication to ease Hershel's pain. You need something for yourself. You open all the drawers, of course you take everything that might be useful, but you don't find what you're looking for.
"Come on..." You whisper, in your backpack you have no more, you need to find a full box. "Oh thank God." You gasp when you find it.
"What's that?" your heart stops when you hear Daryl's voice next to you.
The Alpha walks towards you, with two long strides he reaches you and snatches the pills out of your hand. His eyes widen and travel from you to the box and back to you. Omega hormone suppressants. Anger begins to bubble under his skin, everything makes sense now. His confusion with you, your different, but not too intense scent, your flighty looks.
"Yer an Omega..." He hisses angrily, you lower your head feeling his scent abruptly impose itself on you making you moan.
"I need them Daryl..." You tell him wanting them back, but Daryl abruptly pulls away.
"No." He roars throwing them to the ground, stomping on them angrily.
"No! No, Daryl, stop!" you try to stop him, but he grabs your neck pinning you against the wall. Nervousness and fear mix inside you with helplessness and anger.
"Ya ain't need that shit... Why are ya hidin' who ya 're?"
"Why?" there is irony and anger in your voice. "Because I'm an Omega, who was traveling alone, in a group with unclaimed Alpha men, I'm... I'm like a fucking bullseye. I wasn't going to let just anyone come up to me and touch me."
"That ain't gonna happen." Daryl assures you, releasing you and putting some distance between you.
"Oh no? Oscar and Axel are Alphas, Rick has lost his wife, but he's an Alpha too, you..."
"I ain't gonna let anythin' bad happen to ya." He cuts off your words feeling his body tremble as he imagines himself with you.
"And how do you plan to do that?" you fold your arms, still angry, but you feel your heart racing.
"I'm gonna take care of ya. I won't let anyone touch ya, no one will hurt ya." He promises you, but his gaze flicks to the ground and his brow furrows as he looks back at you. "But ain't take that shit again." You can't add anything to defend yourself, Daryl turns away to continue on with your main mission.
The effect of the last suppressant you had taken wears off faster and faster, your real scent surfaces, sweet, smooth, a hint of cinnamon and peach that makes Daryl dizzy for an instant. He has never smelled anything like it before. His gaze is riveted on every move you make, you've reached the kitchen where you find powdered milk and the man has caught a possum. He has promised he won't let anyone hurt you.
But he isn't sure he can protect you from himself.
The journey to the prison is tense, every touch your bodies receive your skin tingles, now that you have nothing to quell your own instincts the closeness of the Alpha is harder for you to deal with. The same happens to Daryl, if he was already curious about you believing you to be a Beta, now his inner animal demands to study you closely, to learn your scent, to discover your heat cycle. And claim you.
Daryl stops the bike as you pass the massive prison gates and growls angrily when his mind throws that possibility at him. No, he's not going to do it. Because you don't want to belong to anyone, it's been made clear to him, you've been hiding from all of them so they'll leave you alone. You are clearly not interested in being anyone's Omega. Your essence doesn't go unnoticed by anyone, but it's clear that Glenn and Maggie already knew that. Now Daryl understands why you traveled with them to get drugs whenever they had to leave the farm.
Hershel awakens for a few moments from his unconscious state so that you all breathe a sigh of relief as he has not transformed, on the other hand, Maggie and you take care of preparing a bottle for the little girl who has no name yet, the baby travels from Beth's arms to her brother's and to Daryl. You are surprised when you see the archer hold the baby with great care, whispering soft words to keep her calm, cradling her in his arms, seeming to be afraid she might break at any moment, but he doesn't let go. Maggie gives him the bottle and Daryl doesn't hesitate to give it to her, the little one drinks hungrily mumbling in the arms of the man who smiles in a sincere way. His gaze travels between his companions before settling on you. His smile doesn't falter, but you both feel a shiver run through.
Seeing Daryl show up with Carol in his arms hurts. It hurts you more than you want to admit. Of course you're glad Carol is alive, you'd never say otherwise, but for a moment you believed Daryl's words when he said he'd take care of you. Now that the Omega is back with the group, you doubt very much that the Alpha has time to waste on you.
"Y'knew that, didn't ya?" Daryl asks Carol when they are left alone in the woman's cell.
"That she was an Omega girl? Of course I did." Carol is tired, a little dizzy and dehydrated still, but she knows her friend needs to talk.
"Why didn't ya tell me when I asked y' about her that night?"
"Because it wasn't my obligation. I didn't want to force your decision to claim her."
"She ain't want to be claimed." He mutters feeling the tips of his ears burn.
"Is that what she told you?"
"She was takin' suppressants, I think it's obvious that..."
"I think it's obvious you don't understand anything." She laughs a little but Daryl frowns. She didn't want to be claimed by just anyone, Daryl, the world for the Omegas has always been hostile, now add a world that has fallen apart and those few laws that kept us safe are no longer worth anything..." she explains and Daryl looks down understanding Carol's words.
"I ain't gonna let anythin' bad happen to her..." He whispers.
"I know." The woman smiles and closes her eyes feeling tired again.
Things at the prison slowly seem to be stabilizing again. Hershel is healed, with his crutches he is walking around the prison block and garden with no problems, the baby, Judith, is growing healthy and strong, you still have enough food for her, Carol has regained her strength and Rick has come to his senses. With each passing day it seems that this place can be called home, Rick has started work on a part of the garden to prepare a vegetable garden and an area for animals, to have some more food in case supplies start to run low. Oscar and Axel have made a place for themselves within the group, although there is some reluctance with them, but they have proven not to be very bad people. You and Daryl are back to where you were before your essence completely invaded his brain. The treatment between you is polite, there are fluent conversations and others perhaps more forced, you laugh and share some time taking care of Judith and Carl, but you have not talked about your condition again, about the suppressors. Even Rick was surprised when he discovered your true nature, but said nothing.
That morning you feel mortified. The change has started in the middle of the night. You began to feel the sweat building up on your body with increasing speed. The hot months are starting to take their toll, the prison is big but it's like a greenhouse, which makes the feeling more stifling. But you know it's not just that.
It's your heat.
You've been blocking it for months with the suppressants you were taking until Daryl forbade you to go on them and now your heat is hitting you hard. You feel your whole body tremble, your sore skin protests at the slightest touch. You have to get out of there, you're standing guard with Beth, you know she's not a threat, but you can't stay there, if you detect the scent of any of the Alphas inside the prison....
If they sense you...
Daryl startles on his cot, cold sweat runs down his back, he gasps looking around as he's not sure what's going on. There is something in the atmosphere that is weighing him down. He feels a strange warmth all over his body, an alarm screaming at him that something is wrong. He rises like a spring grabbing his crossbow, leaving the cell, he is walking down the stairs when he sees Carol also out of her own cabin, they share a glance and the woman nods her head. Daryl's heart skips a beat and he bolts out of the cellblock.
He freezes for a few seconds, the sun beating cruelly on his eyes, but when he is able to focus his eyes, he immediately discovers what it is that has him upset. Near the orchard Rick is preparing is you. Lying on the ground, trembling, panting, you hug yourself as if trying to control yourself. Oscar and Axel are getting closer to you and that disturbs the Alpha even more.
Instinctively he roars, his essence as a dominant Alpha is triggered. He raises his crossbow and fires one of his bolts at the two men. He does not intend to kill them, but the arrow crosses between the two men with a menacing hiss. They stop and turn to see him approaching at a slow but determined pace, his footsteps are heavy, he frowns and breathes heavily through his nose. The aura that envelops him is intense, dangerous, commanding. Daryl has never let his instincts go off like that, but he promised you he would protect you, and that's what he's going to do.
"Stay away from her." He growls in a hoarse voice as he reaches the two prisoners.
"She's an Omega, anyone has a right to claim her." Oscar speaks earning a death glare from the archer.
"Not anyone. She doesn't want to be claimed. Beat it."
"Look at her, she's wanting it." This time Axel speaks, Daryl's gaze goes to you, they are a few feet away still far away, they only see that you need to relieve your heat, Daryl sees your pain, your overexertion to control your heat, he sees the desperation, the rage, everything he felt when he watched his mother succumb to her instinct before his father. "She needs an Alpha to fuck her hard while marking her." Axel's voice reaches Daryl's ears again like a rasping whistle.
Axel is the same height as Daryl, Oscar is quite a bit taller, but the archer doesn't mind at all. He's ready to knock them both down if he has to. He clenches his fists ready to fight them, cuts them off towards you and growls once more.
"I told ya two to get the hell out... I won't say it again."
The two prisoners brace themselves, but before they can be conscious, Axel is knocked out on the ground and Oscar takes a punch to the chin that leaves him sitting on the ground. Daryl may not be that big, but he is agile and lethal. He snaps furiously before turning around ready to help you. He knows he has to get you out of there.
When he reaches you, your strong scent stuns him for an instant. His instinct wanting to take over. He feels his whole body screaming to put you against the ground and do what Axel has suggested before Daryl knocked him to the ground with one blow. He grunts, he can't do that. Controlling himself he leans into you touching your shoulder, you jump and groan, your skin hurts desperately looking for someone to ease your pain in the broadest sense of the word. Daryl feels goose bumps on his skin as soon as he makes contact with yours. The warmth you give off envelops him and your scent intoxicates him, but he knows you must be going through something similar.
"L-listen to me..." He says in a deep voice. "I'm gonna get ya out of here, can ya move?" he tries to be as rational as possible. You shake your head and hug him, trembling.
"H-Help me, Daryl, please..." You cry, feeling your whole body react to him.
"Believe me, I'm tryin', but ya ain't makin' it easy for me." He sniffles and bites his lip. "I'm gonna get ya up, I gotta carry ya to the bike." Again he tries to control himself as best he can, you crawl up until you are totally glued to him, that doesn't help him at all with his self control, but it does help him to lift you off the ground and carry you to his bike.
Hugging his body Daryl gets up from the ground with you in his arms, luckily his bike isn't too far away. Carefully he releases you so you can both get on the vehicle and he rests your hands on his waist.
"Hold on." He asks you but tenses when your hands land on his crotch. "Not there. I know it's hard, but try to control yerself." He asks you grunting as his own control is starting to fail.
"I'm sorry..." You whisper against the skin on the back of his neck and Daryl rips away from there.
He can't say he knows why he brought you here, he was just looking for a place where you could feel safe and before he is aware, you are in the kindergarten where you found everything you needed for Judith. Carefully he helps you off the bike, every rub or movement hurts and bothers you, the smell of the Alpha makes you dizzy and you feel your insides quiver, getting wetter, getting ready to receive him, but Daryl is not going to do any of that, you know that.
He's already made his choice.
He guides you to one of the empty rooms, grabs the children's mats, stuffed animals, some pillows and lays everything out in a hurried but orderly fashion. He is preparing a nest for you. He helps you settle into it and strangely you feel better, but when Daryl tries to move away, you hold him back with you.
"Don't go... don't leave me, please." You beg, hiding your face in his neck.
"I'm sorry, but I promised ya I would help ya and... I... I need to get away so I ain't hurt ya." He wants to make you understand, but you shake your head.
"Daryl, please...I need you." You cry against his shoulder, your body burning.
"Listen to me..." He tries to make his voice calm, but you don't listen. "Omega, listen to me." His presence suddenly changes, his authoritative voice, his instinct seeping inside your head causes you to come to. You look up at him with wide eyes and he leans his forehead against yours, relieved to see that you seem to react. "I have to go, at least until you calm down. If I stay I'll do something we'll regret later." He hones in and you close your eyes, a tear escapes from them but you nod.
"I-I understand... I'm sorry, Daryl..."
"I ain't gonna leave ya 'lone, I'll be back, but I gotta talk to Rick 'bout this, but I'll be back, okay? Just... try to lighten up a little." He says but he feels stupid, he knows it's not going to be that easy for you, but if he gets his hands on you now....
It hurts him to see you suffer like that, he doesn't understand why the Omega's fate is so cruel, so tied to his most primal instinct. He snorts in frustration and leaves you a knife nearby in case some Walker shows up or another Alpha can detect your scent. Not without hesitation he leaves you there, heading back to the prison, he needs to talk to Rick, tell him about your heat, explain that you'd better stay away from there until you calm down. There are several Alphas without a bonded partner and it could be dangerous for you.
When he arrives at the prison the first person to greet him is Carol, but inside the block everyone is gathered, as if waiting to see you both show up together. The white-haired woman's brow furrows and she folds her arms.
"Where is she?" she asks behind him, your name making Daryl flinch.
"I've left her somewhere safe..."
"Alone?" Rick's surprised tone speaks for the rest of the group.
"I needed to get her out of here, it was dangerous, I'll come back for her when she calms down..." He tries to justify himself.
"She's not going to calm down, Daryl." Carol speaks again. "She's been suppressing her heat for months, she must be in a lot of pain."
"Y'think I haven't noticed? It's the best I can do..."
"The best you can do is reclaim her, you idiot." The woman scolds him again and Daryl falls silent, he feels the tips of his ears burning as the stares of the rest of the group fall on him. "Have you really not noticed? Even you knocked out Axel and Oscar..." She says amused when she hears him growl looking at the two prisoners who instinctively back away.
"Don't talk to me about that soul mate stuff, because it's bullshit."
"It's not... sometimes it happens." Hershel interjects, moving slowly on his crutches. "They're isolated cases, it doesn't happen often, but they do exist. An attraction you can't control, a constant connection, the feeling that something is missing when the other isn't around, you've felt it, haven't you?" he looks at Daryl who swallows hard, his skin twitching because he knows what he's referring to.
Of course he's felt it, from day one, your different scent, the constant need to know where you were, your gazes meeting because you couldn't help but look for each other, your zeal, how he woke up that morning overwhelmed knowing something was going on. But no, that can't be it, his memories as a child still haunt him.
"My mother said my father was her soul mate, that they were meant to be together, that it was true love." He says angrily, clenching his fists. "There wasn't a single day when he didn't beat her, when he didn't abuse her, when he didn't abuse her just because she was an Omega and she...she let all that happen...and when she died..." He bites his tongue lowering his head, everyone falls silent, understanding his story. "No, that ain't true love..."
"You're not your father, Daryl. You protected her to begin with, you took her away so no one would hurt her. You haven't even touched her." Rick tries to reason, but Daryl shakes his head.
"Not for lack of wanting to...she...it hurt me to see her like that, she wouldn't stop shaking..."
"Daryl, she needs you, she came to see me apologizing." Confesses Carol fed up with her friend's doubts.
"What?"
"She thinks you chose me." A laugh escapes the woman and Daryl stammers uncomfortably. "She feels as strongly as you do about her, but she thought you were willing to bond with me, I think she heard us that night you were standing guard..." She reminds him and he lowers his head, embarrassed.
"Shit..."
"Daryl, go back and get her." Rick orders him. "Don't let her suffer anymore. Neither of you deserve it. You're linked believe it or not. We've all noticed it from day one." Rick came later to the group and even he could tell how the Alpha's essence blended with yours that didn't seem to be defined by anything in particular.
"If you don't do it, we will." Oscar then speaks and Daryl's gaze turns dark.
Daryl returns to the kindergarten leaving the bike hidden as he has done the other times. He needs a moment to calm down, his heart is racing and his knuckles hurt. He looks at his hands, discovering blood still on them, maybe he shouldn't have hit the prisoner so hard, but he had brought it on himself. He sighs long sigh getting off the bike to go back inside the kindergarten. His whole body reacts as he enters the place. Your smell is getting stronger, more intense, you're out of control and he's having a hard time holding it in. Daryl walks to the room where you are waiting for him and the smell is much stronger there. He gets dizzy, he needs a moment to focus his gaze on you, his nose burns at your deep scent. When he manages to look at you his whole body tenses. You've stripped off your clothes, suffocated, aching, needy, your hands try to soothe you, your fingers move all over your skin, you gasp and moan low, your thighs clench, you're leaving a wet spot on the mats Daryl has left as a nest. He grunts in despair. He can't hold back any longer.
His growl makes you look up at him, your body jerks harder as you see him shed his clothes to move closer to you. You shrink back into yourself, since Daryl has left your mind has wandered making you see and feel the man even though he's not there, now you don't know if he's a hallucination again. You hate that feeling. You hate being an Omega dragged down by your own impulses.
"I'm back..." Daryl says, his voice hoarse.
"No... no, please, stop it..." You gasp through tears and the Alpha freaks out for a moment. "I can't take it anymore..." Daryl hesitates for a second, it's clear that your heat is playing with your mind.
He kneels in front of you, his body over yours, trapping you but not laying on top of you, just keeping you protected under him. He bends his head and his forehead rests on yours, closes his eyes and growls low, his Alpha scent intensifying, mingling with yours, enveloping you both. He needs a moment, his whole body trembling over yours.
"Listen to me, Omega." His voice sounds authoritative, trying to bring you back into yourself once more. "I'm real, I'm here."
"Da-Daryl..." You look up at him from the corner of your eye, your eyes filled with tears, desperation and need captured in them.
"That's right, I'm here. I'm gonna take care of ya." He purrs against your ear.
Daryl leans over you, kissing you. At first it's a soft, gentle gesture, just his lips pressed against yours, but when you sigh and kiss him too, everything intensifies. Daryl's mouth traps yours in a more demanding kiss, you kiss urgently, maybe not the time or place for this, but neither of you are indulging your more conscious side. Daryl traps you against the nest, his hips move against you rubbing your bodies together, you moan against his mouth feeling your body react to his caresses, your legs wrap around his lower back as he bites your chin before moving down your neck, kissing your skin, feeling the heat grow more intense between the two of you. Blinded by your own needs all your instinct is what controls your every action. Daryl strives to mark every crease of your skin, he licks, kisses and bites wherever he reaches pulling delicious sounds out of you that manage to make you blush, as you move your hips rubbing against his growing erection, feeling yourself getting wetter and wetter thinking about feeling him fully inside you. You moan loudly as his mouth closes around your sensitive, attention-deprived, completely hard nipples, Daryl licks and sucks as he stimulates the one that has been out of his mouth's reach, plays with it between his fingers, squeezes and pulls on it producing spasms of pleasure that run through your body.
"Daryl!" you moan his name once more, his fingers caress your skin, your core, gasp against your nipple as you feel his fingers slide seamlessly between your folds.
"Yer so wet..." He grunts he lifts his head to look at you as his fingers play with your pussy, without touching your clit they run along your slit, soaking in your fluids, parting your folds, groping the entrance to your vagina which clenches wanting him to fill it at last. He snorts seeking some control, he wants to bury himself inside you as much as you want to feel him, but he doesn't want to cum, he wants both of you to enjoy as much as possible. "I'm gonna make ya feel good, girl." He confesses in your ear before sliding down your body.
Daryl untangles your legs from his waist to drape them over his shoulders, he spreads your thighs apart and his tongue runs all over your pussy. He hums in pleasure as he tastes you on his tongue, further clouding his senses.
"Ya taste so good..." He says hoarsely and attacks your core again, his lips catch your clit, sore and forgotten making you cry out in pleasure, desperate, tangling your fingers in his hair.
You cum in his mouth as his fingers work their way inside your cunt, his tongue collecting your fluids dripping down his chin. The rut is pushing you over the edge and any caress gets you to spill. Daryl doesn't mind, he catches your taste again and again, his fingers dilating you, stretching your insides, as his mouth tortures your overstimulated pussy, your legs trembling on his shoulders, your vision blurred.
But he too has a limit and his cock throbs aching, needing attention, leaking pre-cum, swollen, reddened. He gasps pulling away from your pussy, licks his lips and pulls his fingers from inside you, strokes your lips and you open your mouth obediently, licking his fingers, sucking, tasting yourself on them, moaning low. It's more than he can bear. He spreads your legs apart and guides his cock rubbing against your entrance before thrusting and feeling you clench around him. You share a moan of satisfaction as you finally come together. Something you had been wanting for a long time. Daryl begins to move slowly watching his cock as he moves in and out of your tight core, as he engulfs it wanting to hold it inside you. Slowly he increases the speed of his onslaught, tightening his grip on your legs, watching you arch and moan under his body, the wet clash of your bodies mingling with your heaving breaths and gasps.
"D-Daryl! More... harder...!" You plead with him when you're able to find your voice.
"Is that what ya want, babe? Ya wanna me to tear ya apart?" he growls against your ear and you nod in desperation. "I'm gonna fuck ya so good that tomorrow ya'll cum at the memory of it." He whispers in your ear and you moan rolling your eyes.
Daryl pulls away just long enough to move you over and get you on all fours. He leans your body forward so he has your hips raised and holds you by the waist ramming back inside you. The new deeper angle elicits a cry of surprise and pleasure from you. You hold on to the pillows adorning the nest, moving your hips in time with him, making his thrusts deeper, more intense, taking you both to the limit.
"I-I'm going to cum, Daryl I..." Again you are unable to say a sentence in a row, but he feels the same way.
"Me too, baby..."
"Please, I want... your knot..." You gasp and Daryl tenses for a second. His body leans over yours, his hands resting on the floor, his cock barely moving inside you. You groan in frustration at the sudden stop.
"What? Tell me, girl. I need to hear it." He whispers huskily.
"Daryl, please..."
"Tell me, Omega." He roars, demands and thrusts hard a single time, you moan feeling it hit your cervix making you see stars.
"Cum inside, Alpha, I want your knot!" You moan unable to disobey his commands and Daryl has to overexert himself not to cum at your words.
"Is that what ya need? Ya need yer Alpha to fill ya, right?" You nod desperate. "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna knot myself up and I'm gonna put our puppies inside ya." He says gritting his teeth, starting to move again and you moan in desperation at the thought.
"Yes, Alpha, please!"
"So desperate... so needy..." He gasps against your ear once more. "Mine..." He grunts and thrusts hard again as he bites down on your neck viciously, unable to control himself any longer.
You cry out in pain, but the pleasure quickly overtakes you, the base of his cock swells and snaps inside you, stretching your walls stretching you out throwing you into a new orgasm that tightens around his cock, Daryl moans and grunts feeling himself cumming.
"That's it, milk me, every drop of cum is making our babies." He whispers and your body shudders once more.
It takes several minutes for Daryl's knot to disappear, keeping you in that position a little longer. When the Alpha manages to move he hisses at the sensation as he pulls out of you, a thin trickle of cum trickles out of your cunt and he can't help but smile proudly, he has filled you so good. Carefully he lies down next to you, neither of you say anything, the effect of the heat has subsided a little, your minds are more aware. Daryl glances sideways at you, your body still trembling, you're cowering, turning your back to him, his bite, His Mark is seen on the back of your neck, through the tufts of hair. A sob puts him on alert and he feels himself suddenly fall from his own state of ecstasy.
"What...?"
"I'm sorry... I tried... I wanted to hide it, but..." You cry and shrink in on yourself more. Daryl feels his heart stop for a second.
It's been a mistake. Damn it, he knew. None of that true love stuff exists, none of that soul mate stuff is real. He's taken advantage of your weakness and marked you as his when you didn't want to be. Fuck, he swore he'd help you and he's been the one to condemn you.
Suddenly he feels a heavy, deadly rock lodge in his stomach, preventing him from speaking, from moving, he can only watch as you cry and tremble.
"I know you had chosen Carol, I didn't want to get in the way, Daryl I'm so sorry..." You cry again and the Alpha's pained expression turns to surprise.
What?
You're crying because you think he and Carol?
"God, ya almost gave me a heart attack." He says letting out a sniffle and covers his face with his arm before sitting up. "Yer stupid."He says and your body visibly tenses and he regrets using those words. He's certainly not the most delicate person to say things. "I mean Carol and I don't have anything, we're just friends..."
"What? But I... I heard you two talking and you always seem so worried about her... when she disappeared, you..." You stammer and look at him sideways, afraid, Daryl smiles moving closer to you, he hugs you leaning you against his chest, you immediately snuggle against him, feeling like that's the place to be.
"We're friends..." He repeats. "Maybe I even felt the need to protect her because she reminded me of my mother, of what she went through... but I could never look at her the way I do with ya." He confesses and strokes your hair. "From the first day I saw ya, I felt a connection with ya, I didn't wanna believe it but..."
"I-I also felt something different when you were around... it never happened to me before..."
"Tell me... Do ya believe in soul mates?" he whispers without stopping caressing your skin and you feel your heart start beating very fast again.
The End.
Okay first at all, I'm sorry I made it longer than I expected but I couldn't stop writing.
Summary: After all of his friends moved on, Geralt used to be alone. But not anymore.
After settling down into the cottage, you and Geralt could finally relax.
It was nice seeing Geralt so calm. You were worried for your mate, as he was so used to always being on the move and fighting. Then suddenly one day he decided to just stop, it was very random but he saw the abandoned cottage as a sign.
And now, now you were expecting your first child.
Geralt took the potion he got and once he was only a human for an entire day, he didn't waste any time. He wanted to be sure his seed took. And it certainly did.
Now, here he was, worried beyond belief.
Protecting you from even a leaf.
Geralt made sure the house was perfect while you made sure the nest you built for your baby is perfect. It was made out of the softest clothes and feathers. You even sew pieces of cloths you found around the house for a blanket.
Geralt loved watching you build your nest. He couldn't wait until your baby will finally be there. Geralt watched your stomach grew day after day, his Witcher senses coming in handy, he heard the baby's heart beat as strong as it should. And his Alpha side, that side was so proud and nervous at the same time. Proud that his Omega was filled with his child and nervous because he didn't know anything about children.
You had to reassure your Alpha that it was okay, and that will be okay. But that didn't mean that Geralt didn't spend nights thinking about it.
But on the night your Little One decided to finally arrive, Geralt was sleeping like a log. He had been up all day preparing the newest stable he built for Roach. So now, he was exhausted, snoring as he slept.
You woke up to an uncomfortable pain in your stomach. You thought your baby was only kicking, but a few minutes later, the pain hit again, this time it was stronger.
You heard that labour could go on for hours even days, so you got out of bed and decided to walk a little, not wanting to wake Geralt up unless it was time. It was rather chilly outside but you had a warm blanket around you.
"What are you doing?" Geralt asked when he found you sitting outside on a bench. "It is time, isn't it? I feel you are in pain, Omega. Is it the child?"
You only nodded and Geralt moved to be next to you, his hand on your stomach, he trained months for this, to help you give birth. Yet, here he was, nervous as a child, but he didn't let that show. You'd feel it too and he didn't want that, you are going through enough as is.
"Let me know when it's time and we will go inside, I don't think the cold helps here."
"I-I know, Alpha, it's just... I'm scared." you admitted as you moved closer to him and hugged him.
"I know. But it will be okay, My Omega. I'm here, and I will help, just like we practised." Geralt was overwhelmed with feelings. Witcher's were not supposed to feel anything yet here he was. Having to not only have his feelings inside but also yours.
You nodded and let out a deep sigh.
An hour later, both of you moved into the house, sitting by the warm fireplace, you let out long, deep breaths.
"I think...It's time." you told Geralt who stopped gathering things he will need and moved over to you.
"Okay. Let's push."
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The cries of your baby were something you were relieved to hear. You felt disgusting, covered in sweat, but it was over. You finally have your child.
"You did so well, Y/N. It's a boy." Geralt said as he cleaned up his son.
"Let me hold him." you stretched out your arms and Geralt gave him to you. "Hello, Little One. You are so beautiful." While you focused on the baby, Geralt cleaned you and the room up before moving to help you to bed again.
Your baby was perfect. Had a head full of hair, beautiful blue eyes, which you learned was the same colour as Geralt's eyes were before he became a Witcher
Your Alpha was holding you in his arms while you held your son. It was a moment of pure love. Just as the sun came up, your little family was perfect.
"What should we name him?" you asked.
"Darin." Geralt answered.
"Darin." you said testing the name. "Our little Darin." you smiled and looked at the baby who was now sleeping.
You felt Geralt tighten his hold around you as he thought back to the day he met you. Although the two of you had a rocky start, both of you were now finally happy.
Just as everything should be the Alpha found his Omega, two souls finally one.
The End
A/N: I hope you enjoyed this little series! Read the other parts here.
Summary: (Y/N) has been on the run for the past year. when she meets steve in a bar she finds a way out from all her problems. Will her problems see though the lies she made?
Warning: Mention of death, bad past, Brock being an asshole, fluff, canon typical violence, attempted assault, mention of injury, SMUT 18+
A/N: This is my first A/B/O so apologies if its wrong, or whatever!
Alpha!Goshiki x Omega!Reader: That Day In The Gym (SFW!)
So I have been on the biggest hunt for Goshiki fics, and this poor boy barely gets anything! I also am a big Omegaverse fan if you haven’t seen who I follow then you probably don’t know, but if you like omgeaverse too I recommend checking them out! and decided that he deserves some love! So this is actually like, my first time writing an Omegaverse fic so, I hope it turns out good! Leave a comment for some feedback! I love hearing from readers! If you end up liking this and want a second part, feel free to tell me! I would love to write a part 2 to this! Here is Part 2!
Warnings: None, maybe some strong language, that’s about it.
Honestly, it had been a fairly rough day for you. Being a first year at Shiratorizawa was much more difficult than you had thought it would be. Of course a prestigious, rich kid school like this would be difficult to attend, but that was precisely the reason that you had decided to come. Of course there were those people who got into the school just because of their athletic ability, but you were not one of those people. Omega’s typically weren’t that athletic, it just didn’t exactly run in their genes, however it wasn’t completely uncommon for an Omega to end up on a team or doing something active, nor was it uncommon for a team to be fully comprised of Alphas. So how did a little Omega such as yourself get into a prestigious school with mostly Alphas and Betas? Studying.
You had spent so much time studying in the school, and your grades definitely reflected it. You weren’t the top student in the class, but you sure as hell were not at the bottom. And with that being said, you weren’t the only Omega there either. The school would release statistics to the public each year to show what the dynamic was like at the school, and currently in your year the school comprised of 25% Omegas, 35% Betas, and 60% Alphas. Not to mention the rate of Omegas attending the school has continuously risen at least 5% every 4 years, which was great for the schools reputation and also for Omegas wanting to make a life for themselves without immediately finding a mate, and if they did...well then good for them! However, Omegas still faced a fair amount of discrimination and intimidation at the school, but what else was there to expect?
So why had your day been so rough? Well first of all, your teachers had all decided to give you a test on the same day, which completely mentally exhausted you. And the school had announced that Omegas needed to find an extra curricular activity (which most people did anyways) in order to look good on college resumes. But why exactly did Shiratorizawa care if Omegas got into good colleges? Because it made them look good. So here you were, standing in front of the board with all the different clubs listed on them as you hummed. Your eyes trailed along the colorful pieces of paper to try to find something that you wanted to do. Most of these clubs were athletic ones, and you were definitely not an athletic Omega.
“(Y/N)-chan!” Your friend called from down the hallway, they were also an Omega that you had met while attending Shiratorizawa. “Remember how we had to use the other gym today because the main one was being used for repairs?” They questioned. You nodded in response with your eyes slightly furrowed as you tried to ponder why they were reminding you of today. “Well, I was in the girls locker room, and noticed that your bag wasn’t in there! I think you left it in the second gym!” They said not exactly panicked but a bit urgently.
“Okay,” You paused and replied. “So what’s the big deal? I can just pop in and grab it.” You said calmly and as a matter of fact.
“Did you forget that the second gym is used for the boys volleyball team...which is comprised of like...all Alphas and Betas and one Omega!” They said quickly. “That’s scary!”
“I’m sure it’s not awful, Even if they do get upset then I can just explain to them what happened, grab my things and go!”
“Yeah, but their coach (Y/n)! The one with the grey hair! He’s super scary! And he doesn’t exactly like Omegas in the gym while they’re practicing.” They sighed trying to get you to understand, However you just shook your head and offered them a small smile.
“I’m sure I’ll be fine.”
So now here you were, standing outside the doors to the boys volleyball team’s gym. But why hadn’t you opened the door? That’s a great question. You just thought you could pop in and out without them noticing to much and be on your way home at this point, but things don’t always go according to plan. You had greatly underestimated how strong some of the scents from the Alphas were, and even the one Omega on the team had a strong scent, to the point where you could smell it through the door. Of course they had also been sweating and moving and most likely competition, so it was normal for them to smell this strong. However you hadn’t even remembered that the Apex Alpha of Shiratorizawa was in that room as well. Ushijima was a very scary person to Alphas and Betas, let alone a small Omega like yourself. But at some point you would have to get your bag out of the gym and you had decided that sooner was better than later.
When the boys volleyball team for Shiratroizawa entered the gym, they definitely did not expect to see someone’s gym bag laying off to the side of their gym. Let alone one that reeked of an Omega. Most of the team brushed it off not really caring, but coach Washijo was furious. The older Beta yelling about how the main gym was fine and that nobody should have been allowed to step food on their court except for them, yadda, yadda, yadda. But not one of them expected the same Omega that had the balls to leave their items in their gym, to actually walk in during their practice and get it. Which, unfortunately was exactly what you were doing now.
The moment the door creaked open the tiniest bit, all eyes were on you, and your whole body stiffened up. Your scent quickly changed from normal to nervous as you stood in the doorway of the gym. You slipped out of your outside shoes, put on your gym shoes, and stepped on the court, not making eye contact with anyone at all.
‘Don’t look at them. Don’t make eye contact.’ Your inner Omega cried out. And you happily obliged, You quickly hurried over to your bag and grabbed it. But the moment you turned around, you came face to face with none other than the Apex Alpha of Shiratorizawa himself, and once you made eye contact with him, you chirped nervously. Every Alpha in the room had turned to look at you once you made the small noise, and it had even caught the attention of the purpled haired first year whose sworn competitor was intimidating a poor little Omega.
The moment Goshiki had walked into the gym, his eyes had landed on you. He caught your scent in the hallways every now and again, but whenever he would he would turn to try and find out who it was, only for it to be swept away in the scent of other Alphas. Of course he had found out who you were after months of being in the school, but was never able to find the time to talk to you and get to know you. The purple haired Alpha loved your scent, and wanted to know more about you so he could decide if you were a good contender for a mate, or even just a date. However, when he heard the chirp you had emitted upon seeing the Apex Alpha, something in him quickly snapped.
‘Stop him.’ His inner Alpha said. Not even a second passed before he had found himself standing between you and the captain of the team.
“What are you doing?” Goshiki questioned his captain.
“I was going to ask her why she disrupted our practice.” Ushijima stated simply. That was his personality after all. Short and sweet, or short and bitter.
“You know damn well why she came in. She came to get her bag, She didn’t disrupt anything, you just go distracted by an Omega’s scent.” Goshiki shot at him. And now the team was invested with what was going on with the current nd future Ace of Shiratorizawa.
“I was going to scold her, and tell her to not forget her items anymore.” Ushijima said, but his voice had a tad bit of annoyance in it.
“You are scaring her! Didn’t you hear her chirp? And that didn’t give you a single idea that you were making her uncomfortable?” He shot back. His confidence didn’t waver as he stood in front of you. Something his teammates had never seen.
“...I-I’m sorry...,” You said meekly behind Goshiki. “...I-It was m-my fault...I-I won’t do it again...,” Your voice was quiet and soft and obediently polite to the tense Alphas in front of you. You turned to leave but felt a soft hand on your wrist. You turned and looked up at the purple haired first year.
“You have nothing to be sorry about,” He stated softly. “Trust me you did nothing wrong.” His voice was soft and smooth and sounded like honey. He smelled nice too, it was like this warm lavender scent with a sweet undertone to it. It calmed you down, physically making your shoulders relax.
“Th-thank you...,” You said bowing your head a bit before pulling your arm out of his hand and heading out of the gym. There was silence in the gym before anyone spoke.
“Awe! Goshiki! Did you find yourself a little girlfriend?~” The red haired Omega cooed from behind him. Suddenly the purple haired boys cheek’s turned a pink color.
“N-No she just-,” He paused. “I-I just-” He paused again. “Sh-she’s just-,”
“Oh yeah...You’ve got it baaaaaaaad~,” Tendou cooed.
A full day had passed since that day in the gym. You were headed off to your final class of the day when you bumped into someone. You were carrying books and papers, and were daydreaming as you walked, therefore finding yourself bump into someone. You yelped and felt yourself fall backwards, but a hand reached out and grabbed your arm before you could fall, holding you in a strong grip to keep you from falling. You looked up at him, and if it wasn’t his face that let you knew who he was, it was the smell of warm lavender with a sweet undertone that did.
“I-I’m sorry...,” You said softly as he stood you up.
“I-it’s no problem...,” He admitted and looked around at the mess on the floor of your papers. Almost instantly you both fell to the floor to pick up the pages. His hand brushed against your own as you grabbed a paper, and both of your cheeks heated up at the contact.
“Thank you...,” Your voice was quiet. “F-for yesterday too!” You quickly added in hopes to try to make the situation less tense, because for whatever reason your inner Omega felt nervous about him. If it was a good or bad thing, you didn’t know.
“O-Oh that? That was nothing...,” He said in an equally soft voice as he stood up straight. “U-Ushijima-senpai can be a bit...,” He trailed off.
“Oblivious?” You asked with a small head tilt.
“Y-yeah! That’s the word I was looking for!” He said quickly. There was silence between the both of you for a few moments. “O-Oh! I almost forgot!” Goshiki said and reached into his bag, he pulled out a slip of paper and handed it to you. On it was some writing, ‘Wanted, an Omega manager for the boys volleyball team,’ With some informative text under it. “I-I think y-you sh-should try this....Y-you don’t have a c-club right?” He asked.
“No...I was looking for one though...,” You admitted with a dust of pink on your cheeks. “D-Doesn’t your coach not like Omegas though?” You asked looking up at the purple haired boy.
“No...He doesn’t at all...That’s why Tendou is the only Omega on the team...,” He gently rubbed the back of his neck. “But the schools administration got a little upset at him for that and told him he needed to be more inclusive...,”
“That makes sense...,” You giggled a bit. Your smile and light giggle practically made the boy in front of you melt. Your scent wasn’t really nervous around him anymore, it was warmer and sweeter than usual. “...I’ll look into it...,” You said softly and tucked the paper into your bag. You bit your lower lip and looked off to the side. Only until a moment later did the bell ring, you tensed up a bit. “I-I should get going t-to class...,” You said softly.
“O-of course! I-I should as well!” He said stiffly and started on his way to class. You smiled to yourself and walked down the hallway. Once he was out of sight and you were settled in you classroom, you took out the flyer.
You held it in your hands and looked down at it. However, something was a bit off. You leaned down and lifted the paper to your nose to meet about half way and took a small sniff. ‘He scented it...’ You thought to yourself as warmth crawled up onto your cheeks.
“Wow...You really are bad at this...,” Shirabu said as he walked down the hallway next to the purple haired boy. “You’re supposed to scent gifts like jewelry, food, something home made. Not invitations to be our club manager.” He spoke in his monotone voice.
“W-well whatever...She seemed interested!” Goshiki shot back. “A-and besides-!” He paused for dramatic effect. “Once she sees how I’m clearly going to surpass Ushijima as the next Ace, she will be begging to be my mate!” He said proudly with a slight blush on his cheeks.
“Oh yeah ‘future Ace?’ You still need a lot of practice before that day comes...,”
“Why are you like that?” He whined and his hair deflated a bit.
So I read the headconons you did for Alpha Toya, and since I love him so much I was wondering if you can do some were him and y/n female do the baby making and please describe it and the y/n telling him she pregnant, and then telling her friends (maybe the U.A students) and how he takes care of her and all and how he deals with her nesting talking her out for clothes what she craves his and her jealousy and when she gives birth and then after birth. Sorry if this is to much thank you
I be happy to write these headconons for Alpha Toya Setsuno, but I’ll split them into parts so this is part 1 of Alpha Toya Setsuno.
Part 1 Alpha Toya Setsuno
You and your Alpha have been dating for years now, and even got married. So you thought why start a family.
He was so happy when you first told him you wanted to start a family, that he even cried happy tears. He was so excited to see your stomach swollen with his pup inside you.
You both decided when your heat comes that you will start doing the baby making.
The day of your heat came, Toya was still at “work” you were in your nest all excited to have your Alpha knot inside.
“Omega I’m home.”
No response
“Omega…?”
Still no response. He walked down the hallway and started hearing little moans of his name.
He opens the door to see you playing with your sticky wet cunt in your nest moaning his name.
Seeing this image of you made his pants harding in the middle area, and then hearing you call out his name.
“Alpha...alpha~”
“Shhh am here.”
“Alpha...please p-put it inside m-me…”
“Okay am going.”
He takes out his shirt and tie, throwing them on the floor and goes on top of you kissing you heavy down to your big breast leaving little hickeys, going all the way down to your cunt and beginning to eat it out.
“Ahh…. Alpha s-stop teasing me… ahhh~”
“Be patient my omega.”
Seeing that you're about to hit your climax he stopped before you could. He unbelted his pants. You squirmed around needing for your alphas touch.
“Please~” You begged staring into his eyes. Seeing you begged for his touch got him to turn on even more.
“Do you want your alpha?” He asked, you nodded your head, desperately needing his touch. “Then say it.”
“I need you Toya, I need my alpha.” You had little tears going down your face, for how much it herded not feeling his touch. Seeing how much his teasing caused you to have tears in your eyes wanted to make him cry because of it.
He slid his cock across your slick, rubbing you gently teasing your opening. He began to push into, your eyes were blurring from tears you needed more.
He then lifted your legs over his shoulder and thrust deeper into you, kissing your neck and leaving hickeys. He began pressing in and out of you. You felt the base of his cock start to swell, so you began to push yourself on to him as his knot grew deeper and larger into you, stretching you out like how you wanted. You whimpered at the pain, but you couldn’t complain because that’s what you wanted.
He began growling and you begged to purr. You looked up to see tears down Toya's face, you then reached up and grabbed his face and wiped his tears away.
“What’s the matter Alpha?”
“It’s just that I am so happy that you wanted to start a family with me, that it made me so emotional, that I couldn’t hold back my tears.”
He kissed your hand and gave you a soft smile.
You then felt a surge of pleasure as he pushed his completed knot into you. You began to moan, desperate , calling for you. You clenched around him, you felt his knot release out of your body feeling his hot seed.
You both tried to catch your breath. You begin to whimper again when you felt him pull out his empty knot.
He nuzzled his face into your chest, crying little tears. You begin to pat his head and send purrs to calm him down.
“I am just so happy. Can’t wait for you to be pregnant with my pup.”
A/N: You guys know the saying “It’s gonna get worse before it gets better.” WELL THIS IS WHAT THAT SAYING MEANS! This has some major angst... I just... I’M SO SORRY!!
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Previously:
“Baby, what happened to you?” I whispered as I walked to her.
When I grabbed her hand her heart beat went up momentarily. Other than that, no change though.
As soon as the doctors left the room, I began to think of ways to get to her.
After a few hours of thinking I came up with a few ideas.
“Maybe we can have Cass try to contact her. Maybe, try to wake her up like that.” I said out loud.
“Or,” said Sam, “or we could let it play out how it is supposed to play out.”
“Sammy, if you don’t have any ideas, shut up.” I replied. Then it hit me.
“Dreamroot.”
“Dean, NO”
“Sammy, Dreamroot, c’mon it’s safe.”
“Dean, no. That stuff can only be used for emergencies…”
“And this isn’t an emergency, Sammy?”
“Dean, what happens if you go in with the dream root and you find nothing?”
“What do you mean I find nothing?” I asked irritated.
“What if she isn’t there, Dean. What if she’s gone?”
“She’s not gone, Sam. Just get the dream root and I’ll prove it to you.”
Begrudgingly Sam went out and got the dream root. Finally it was time. I swallowed the concoction and drifted off to sleep, hoping I could get Y/N back.
Now:
Dean’s POV:
As soon as I closed my eyes I woke up in front of Bobby’s house. It was so serene, the sun just reaching the top of the sky. It made zero sense until I saw Baby next to a toy car in the front lawn. I’m in her dream.
The further I walked up the walkway I saw different action figures and lawn toys for toddlers strewn about. When I walked up the front porch I heard tiny screams of laughter and a bunch of pattering feet, the smell of pie filled the air the longer I stood at the door. I knocked on the door and waited.
A giggling Y/N opened the door with a baby girl in one hand and a toddler, a boy, at her feet, gripping onto her leg. She rubbed her hand on his head, a simple wedding band dawning her ring finger, and a silver bite mark dawning her neck.
“Mommy? Why does he look like Daddy?” said the boy in a shaky voice. The more I looked at him the more that I saw myself. My hair, my eyes, my nose, my lips.
When I looked to Y/N she had a look of utter fear as she calmly said, “DJ, Sweetheart, Take Samantha upstairs and go get Daddy…. Take her to the place we talked about. Go.”
“Can I come in, Y/N?” I asked.
As soon as her son disappeared up the stairs she aimed a gun right to my head as she said “What are you?”
“Baby, it’s me. It’s Dean.”
“No, You’re not Dean. You make any sudden movements, I’m blowing a fucking hole where your brain currently resides, got it?”
I put my hands up and said “Got it,” as she practically dragged me inside and kept me by the door. Immediately I saw… Not again.
“Omega what’s going on, DJ told me th-” he stopped as soon as he saw me. It was me, but a dream version of me.
Immediately he drew my, his?, Our gun and aimed it at me.
“Y/N grab the kids and the keys and go to Sammy’s place, don’t come back until I call, got it? ” seethed dream me.
“No, Y/N! Listen” I tried to plead but dream me just advanced and put the gun to my head.
“You talk to her again, I’m ending you, right here, right now.” dream me said.
As soon as I saw her with the kids again I knew that this was the only chance I had.
I also knew that she wasn’t going to listen to me until I said it so I did, “You’ll always be my lotus, Baby.”
She stopped in her tracks. She was pissed as she handed Samantha back to DJ and said “What did you just say?”
“You heard me.”
“How in the hell do you know that?!” She screamed.
“How could I forget, Y/N. 1997. We went on a hunt in Florida, pissed off sprite that lived in one of the ponds there. After we dealt with her she dissapeared into a lotus flower. I told you you’d always be my lotus, because I always came back to you, like that sprite.”
She grabbed her gun and aimed it at me, “You are not my husband.” Her hand quaked ever so slightly, as if she was fighting herself, her instincts kicking in.
I looked at her in they eye as I said,“You’re right.. I’m not your husband... yet. But right now you’re in a coma. I came to get you.”
“Dream root” She whispered to herself, slowly connecting the dots.
“You can’t actually be buying this!” huffed dream me.
“Shut up!” yelled Y/N.
“You want more proof? If he was really me, Y/N. Would I have really spent time talking? Letting whatever the hell it was this close to you? To our kids?”
“No it’s been 9 years since I passed out trying to call you that night, but you made it in time. You claimed me.” She spoke confused as she reached with one hand, rubbing her claim mark.
“No baby, that just happened today, I found you not breathing in the bed. I got you to breathe again, then on the way to the hospital you started seizing. You grabbed my hand, remember, Baby?”
Her eyebrows went down in frustration, “No we are married, we have children together. We live in my father’s house, in our home, we gave up that life for them.”
I looked at her and I said, “Then tell me, what are their birthdays? When did you get married?”
She tried to answer but couldn’t, I continued “You can’t remember because it hasn’t happened yet. Baby, this is all an amazing and beautiful dream. The only way that we can make this a reality is if you let this go and come back to me. Please come back to me.”
“That’s it!” I heard dream me yell and I heard the safety get taken off, then a gunshot, but I felt nothing. When I looked to the dream me, he laid on the floor bleeding out from a gunshot wound to the head. Y/N had shot the dream me.
When I looked back at Y/N she said “Don’t touch my Alpha.” as she dropped the gun onto the floor and kissed me. When we looked back to the kids they slowly disappeared and Bobby’s house slowly faded.
Then we were in the hospital, Y/N hooked up to all of the tubes.
“I’m so tired” Y/N said as she walked to her bedside.
“I know, Baby. But I need you to fight. I need you to try to wake up for me. I should have never held back, should have claimed you last night. Hell, should’ve claimed you 20 years ago.” I stated honestly.
“You know I probably won’t remember any of this, right?” She stated.
“That’ll only make it better when it happens in real life.” I said as I walked to her and grabbed her hand.
“Come back to me, Y/N. Please.” I pleaded as I felt myself rousing.
“I got her out, but her body’s exhausted. She told me she’s going to try her hardest. That’s all I can ask for.”
I walked to her and brushed her cheek with my hand. Seeing her like this. I can’t help but feel like I’m no good for her. No matter what I do I constantly hurt her.
“Cut it out, Dean.” Said Sammy, slightly annoyed.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Oh please, Dean. I know better and so does she. If she trips, is that gonna be your fault too?” Asked Sammy, and I growled at him, he answered with another growl, his chest puffing up in the process.
“You don’t know what you’re talking about Sammy so I suggest you shut your mouth.” I growled, my hair standing on end at his challenging stance.
“Or what Dean? Does the truth really hurt that much?! That you couldn’t have prevented any of what happened to Y/N? Or is it that you can’t handle that there are some things that you just can’t change…” He snarled as I began to size him up.
He continued, “ Because both of those things are true, y’know. She’s been trying to get you to see that for as long as I can remember but you are so self-deprecating that you refuse to listen to me or her.”
“Sammy…”
“Don’t Sammy me, Dean. You know that I’m right, that she’s right; you just don’t care. Unlike you, I actually listen to what she has to say and the advice that she gives… Whereas you need to be the ‘noble’ Alpha leader,like always!” He was yelling now, fuming.
I tried to shove him but he used my momentum against me and threw me into the chair near the window of Y/N’s hospital room.
“Look at you, Dean! You can’t even keep your head on straight for one second to see what the hell’s in front of you. You really think I went to bed early just to go to bed?! Y/N felt more comfortable confiding in me about this than you because she knew that you would pull something to make her feel like shit for needing you.” He yelled as he pinned my hands to the chair and got in my face.
At this point all I’m seeing is red as he continued to chew me out, “You claim to be a Alpha but you act like a loud and bossy Beta who doesn’t know right from wrong! You are better than this, Dean. Look at you, growling and acting like a child. Grow up... I would murder anyone or anything to have Y/N as an Omega. Not because she is obedient or a homebody, but for the opposite. Because she’d rip anyone apart to protect me or you. Because she is an Alpha at heart with the soul of a leader, a warrior goddess in the flesh, and you are acting like a silverback gorilla who is constantly insecure. Grow the fuck up before you lose her… And if I lose her…. Because of you…”
He huffed, “I’m killing you myself.” as he released my wrists and stormed out of the room.
All I could do was sit there, thinking. How could he judge me like that?! All I ever do is make sure he’s okay. Making sure that he had everything that he needs, everything he could ever want. He wanted out, I got him out, he wanted back in, I didn’t say a word against it. He wanted to stay at the Men of Letters Bunker, we did, I support him in everything so how dare he speak to me like that! I raised him!
NO… We raised him… Y/N and I. We did that. I know exactly what she’d say right now.
She’d say that I was taking it all wrong. That we should be proud of him for being so strong when we can’t be. For remaining objective, for giving him the strength to not only see the surface of this situation, but the whole thing, inside and out. She’d tell me he’s right. He is right.
Then I feel that sting in my eyes again as I became aware of everything again. I pulled the chair up to Y/N and calmly pulled down the guardrail and slowly grabbed her hand.
I looked at her small hand in mine, the scars that riddled it from all of the hunts, all of the times she cut her hands in Bobby’s garage, constantly fixing cars, she could never build a callus. She didn’t care thought.
“It’s gotta get done and that’s that.” she’d always say as she would be patching up yet another cut. I’d tell her to take a break, to at least let me help with the sharper metals, not Y/N.
She would tell me, “You wanna help, Winchester? Hand me the monkey wrench and watch a master at work.” She’d always finish with that infectious giggle… I don’t think I can live without that giggle…. I know I can’t live without that giggle.
I brought her hand to my face and kissed her, wishing that I was kissing her lips. That I was travelling from her lips to her neck, to her claim bite. That we were in our bed and not in a hospital.
I whispered after I kissed her hand, “Please, Y/N… I need you. Please come back, I can’t… not without you. I love you.”
