#sweetverse

[zivistardust]

pope's son's friends have mad respect for him because even if he's weird he managed to pull a woman way younger than me and that's hot as hell

Oh. Popes the man. Popes an enigma. Pope is quiet, offputting and weird. Bad at talking to people, even teenagers. His son doesn’t mind at all, doesn’t find him weird or strange. That’s just his dad. He wouldn’t know anything else. Smiles at pope and talks to him like whatever weird shit he just did was normal. But then he’s got this milf wife like 20 years younger than who fucking adores him. Despite those creepy dead eye stares and that bow tight posture he doesn’t scare her at all, and she thinks he’s great. She makes him lunch, rubs his shoulders, calls him baby. Dotes on him. And to his credit she’s the only person, maybe besides his son, he isn’t really weird to. He’s downright doting. Romantic, thoughtful, affectionate… talkative. But he so odd and somehow pulled so insanely. But there’s other reasons he’s a god. He’s in good shape at his age. He’s surprisingly easygoing. He casually admits he’s been to prison. It was hell, served half what he should has. It’s pretty clear that he’s gotta have a rap sheet a mile long, which makes him cool to teenagers. He’s handy, built some really cool shit in his house. Inspiring shit. His job is confusing and no one can figure out what he actually does, but he doesn’t work very much, his wife doesn’t have to work, and he somehow makes enough money to afford a massive beachfront house and some nice ass cars.

So they think he’s cool as hell.

[scribbletheartist]

They’re hanging out without him :/

[pobopolybius]

Redraw of my boy PBJ :)

[hstjameswrites]

Omegaverse recommendations

Let’s start this blog off with a book recommendation for those of us that crave those protective pack feels. 

The sweetverse by Kathryn Moon is my current favourite omegaverse. With similar biology to our own, we look at a different take on this trope, but with fantastic results. 

Baby (yes, that really is her name) has spent all of her life believing she’s a beta, so when she suddenly starts presenting as an omega in the middle of a grimy biker bar, she knows her life is about to be turned upside down. 

Luckily for her, the Late Night Howlers – a motorcycle club overrunning with alphas  – are eager to keep her satisfied, even while fighting the innate urge to bite and bond her. When their rival MC club comes sniffing around and risk Baby’s safety, the Late Night Howlers may be destroyed forever.    

This is a omegaverse reverse harem, that includes MM pairings and smut. 

Available on KU. 

If you have read this book, please let me know what you thought of it. Did you like the take on the biology and sociology of this universe? Was something missing? I’m eager to hear opinions :) 

[omegaversetheory]

Omegaverse-centric Novels P.1

Did you know there are published omegaverse novels? Let me show you some of my recent favorites! I know many of you got into this genre from fanfiction, but I love original stories and these are pretty neat.

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1. Baby and the Late Night Howlers by Kathryn Moon. 4/5 stars.

The smut level on this book is 11/10, you've been warned! This book is about a 26-year-old female omega named Baby who has just discovered her dynamic. In this AU, omegas are the center of the pack and household, which is the basis for this society. Baby goes to her local Omega Center to find a suitable pack. Enter the Howler's Motorcycle club, a grisly, protective, and fierce pack that lives and manages a local strip mall. They've been passed over by omegas before because they can't offer a high-class life filled with riches and wealth, but they do have each other and are willing to open their hearts to whoever picks them.

I really liked this book, it's pretty long though, like 408 pages but I liked the worldbuilding that Moon developed and her take on the omegaverse. I haven't read many reverse harem omegaverse AUs, but thanks to this book it's now one of my favorites. Check it out if you love alphas with loads of personality, omegas being treated like Kings and Queens, and a killer story that will leave you hanging on the edge of your seat!

[zivistardust]

showering the ther as a way of intimacy (not only sexual) for both jack and y2k and pope and sweet. Where only there is devotion to the other person: in sickness; just cause i wanted to; you are tired

im so in loooove

For Jack and y2k, showers are complicated. Much more so than when they were young. No longer can he stand on his own two feet and fuck you against the tile. Those days are long gone. Jack built a home that would support his body, including a bathroom that was highly accessible with multiple shower heads and a luxurious bench seat, non slip tile, handles everywhere he may need them, and handles he could control from said bench. When Jack first got hurt, he needed help to shower, no way around it. He hadn’t learned the tips and tricks of his new body yet. So he had to be so damn vulnerable every day, with his arms around your shoulders as you helped him in, suction handle to the wall and movable seat from a medical supply. It was so different then. Needed hep with his dressings and wound care and fuck was recovery exhausting on the body. And as much as I as he felt guilty he let you help him, despite the embarrassment and shame. You never batted and eye. Your love needed help. So you helped him. Giggled at him to close his eyes before he got shampoo in them, perv, and scrubbed his hair. Cleaned every inch of his body. And eventually, he finally felt safe to wrap his arms around your waist and lay his head on your bare stomach. “Thank you” he mumbled. “No need to thank me, baby”. He knew somehow you meant that.

Now, 20 some years down the road he maneuvered in the bathroom easy. He had a system. And showering together could be a thing of intimacy and closeness again. He could tease you about how it was great to sit back and enjoy the view. You’d remind him of just how many benefits there were to that big ole stone bench.

It wasn’t and every day thing, usually more trouble than it was worth, but it was nice sometimes.

With pope and sweets it’s far less complicated. Less emotionally entangled. Another of Sweets’ many first she gave Pope. And Pope knew showering together wasn’t as romantic as the movies as it was in real life, but he felt the need to make it as good as possible for sweets. Washed her hair carefully, rubbed her shoulders, kissed her neck. It was nice for her. Romantic and close and intimate. She didn’t deserve any awkward fumbles.

A few months later he came home from a job a bit worse for wear, and of corse sweets was a wreck. “It’s not as bad as it looks. Just dirty” he swore. She barely believed him. “Fine. Let’s go to the shower and find out.” She gently cleaned away all the blood grime and dirt, through hands shaking with worry. “Hey” he whispered pulling her in close. “It’s okay baby. I’m fine” he swore. “You got hurt.” “Not too bad.” “I hate worrying about you.”

God he hated making her feel that way. He didn’t know what else to say. So he held her close under the spray, letting her rest herself in the safety of his chest and arms, for as long as she needed.

[zivistardust]

and if he misses her birthday too?? There she'd be properly crushed because she loves her birthday and she was so excited to show him off to all her friends who kept asking when he'd show up

can you tell im in my feels and feeling angsty??

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He could NEVER miss her birthday. He can fuck up on himself, but not on her.

But the party however, the Saturday after when they were going out… he got pulled into a job. Couldn’t get out. And so the pretty birthday girl is left crying in her short little dress at the bar because he no call no showed. He was supposed to get out in time but then things happened…

Your friends take you home, pick up a couple more bottles of wine, and you unload. About Andrew, and how much you love him, and how he’s so sweet and so handsome and the sex is amazing and he’s so good to you, but you’re a secret and you get his family sucks but it hurts so bad. How long can you do this for?

And then Popes there, at the door, massive bouquet of flowers and a gift box from a very nice jewelry store, head hung as he pounds on the door, begging you to let him in, pleading, I’m sorry baby, I’m so sorry. I’ll explain everything just please let me in so we can talk.

It was so different two days ago. Two day ago, on your birthday, Pope showed up to your house with a beautiful, wonderful cake, a few too many gifts for a normal person, and promised you had his full attention all day. And he did. He gave you his undivided attention, spoiled you, and fucked you well. Ended the night cuddled up, kissing slow, thinking about how this year was gonna be a good one.

And now you’re crying on the couch over him.

When you finally nod for one of your friends to let him in, There’s a quiet wave of woah, he’s older. But damn, he is handsome. He’s got the saddest hazel eyes, and the most broke expression. You’re so pretty and so wrecked, it hurts. “Baby, I’m so sorry. I can explain.”

Can he? Is there really any explanation besides telling a truth he can’t tell?

[zivistardust]

which of pope's and sweets kids is more like him and which is more like reader?

There’s pieces of each of you in all his boys.

Teddy is the oldest, and has always been Popes clone. His personality is the standard mix of both parents oldest children tend to have, but oh god is he his dad’s clone. He’s got popes protective streak. For his siblings, for his friends, for the rabbits in the bushes in the park when other boys try to fuck with them. It makes Pope worry, if he’ll go as far with it as he’s had to. But isn’t that the key word? Had to? He’s got your brain up there though. Calm demeanor, good grades, polite student and pleasure to have in class. Athletic, outgoing, charming and kind. Could befriend a wall.

Luke is, in popes opinion, most like him. Not in anyone else’s, but he sees it. He’s got his sensitivity. His anxieties, his neuroticism. It’s much calmer than Popes, though, he has 2 loving parents who teach him to find comfort and compromise. He just likes to know things are done the right way, which pope understands. He’s got a creative streak. Likes to read and draw.

Jamie is most like you. Of the boys, he’s the most intelligent and intellectually minded. Never been quite as talkative of his brothers but he’s got things to say, as pope insists. He doesn’t know what youngest kids are usually like. Derran isn’t much to compare too. Pope feels a bit out of his depth when it comes to debate team and science fairs, but he does the best he can do which is to be present and supportive. And that’s enough, even if he worries it’s not.

Your baby, your tiny girl, your Juliette, Pope swears IS simply you. Wide innocent curious eyes, sweet disposition. Not that any of your kids were fussy, but he swears she’s the easiest. Loves animals, loves sunshine, loves the whole fucking world. A Sweet and snuggly baby.