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walkerismychoice · 3 years

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Queen of My Heart - Chapter 36

Book: The Royal Romance

Pairing: Drake X MC, Liam X Olivia, Hana X OC Lydia

Rating: NSFW (I didn’t intend it but it just happened

Summary: Liam finally clears the air with Constantine, and we go to the Fire and Ice Ball at Lythikos, the final social season even before Liam chooses his future Queen.

A/N: Umm, I don’t even want to know how many years it’s been since I updated, but it is with the encouragement of you readers that I was compelled to finish. My tag list is probably way outdated and I’m sure I’ve missed some poeple who’ve asked to be tagged along the way. Feel free to let me know either way if you want to be tagged or removed from the list.

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Word Count: 2861

Queen of My Heart Chapter Index

“Hello, Father.” Liam greeted Constantine as he walked into the hospital room. He noted the King's color was back to normal and he seemed in good spirits.

"My son, I knew you'd come!" Constantine reached towards Liam with arms outstretched.

Liam just shook his head and held up a hand to stop him. "This is not that kind of visit. I'm here because I know... I know everything."

"What-" Constantine choked out before a coughing fit ensued.

Liam fought the instinctual urge to comfort his father. "Enough with the theatrics. I know about Madeleine...about you threatening the show if they didn't help her win...as if me choosing the woman I plan to spend my life with is some political game to be won."

"How did you find out? I gave strict orders that my demands were confidential."

Liam scoffed. "Seriously? I just told you I found out you tried to have the producers manipulate me into marrying a woman I don't love, and that's all you had to say for yourself?"

"You have to understand," Constantine pleaded. "Madeleine is what's best for Cordonia, and what's best for Cordonia is what's best for you."

"Unbelievable!" Liam felt the anger rising in his chest like a simmering pot ready to boil over. "You may have told yourself that to feel better about choosing your commitments to Cordonia over happiness, love, family... Maybe you’ve lied to yourself for so long you’ve actually started to believe it, but it's one hundred percent bullshit. I know I'll be a more effective leader if I get to choose the woman I want by my side, and that woman is Olivia."

Constantine's jaw dropped and there was a long pause before he gained his composure to protest. "Absolutely not. You know her family's history. I'd rather have you on the same page as me, but I am still King-"

"Save your breath," Liam shut him down. "You should know that your perfect candidate Madeleine has displayed some behavior quite unbecoming of a future queen, and it is all on film. I know Cordonians are generally flexible with their views on monogamy, but I don't think Madeleine sleeping with the host of the show while she's trying to compete for my affection will look good in anyone's eyes. She has been eliminated from the show and is no longer in the running. That leaves only Riley aside from Olivia, and I know you know what's going on there."

Constantine's face fell momentarily in resignation, but then he perked back up again. "Well, then you can bring back someone else. Kiara is quite lovely and is fit to play the part."

"Enough!" Liam practically shouted much too loud for the thin hospital walls. "Not that I owe you an explanation, but Olivia is stronger, smarter, and more capable of ruling a country than anyone you could hope to pair with me. You seem to forget that I am the son who stuck by you and am now the rightful and only heir to the throne. Your reign is coming to an end, and you have no choice but to accept my decision."

Unexpectedly, Constantine's demeanor changed, a sly grin creeping across his face. "My boy, I've always been a bit worried you were too soft to be king. However, seeing you stand up for yourself today gives me hope. I still don't approve of your choice, but I will no longer stand in your way."

Liam shook his head and let out an incredulous laugh, reeling from Constantine’s sudden change of course. "Bastien will take you back to the palace. We can talk more when I know it's not just the medicine that's gotten to your head."

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“Well, this place certainly explains a lot about Olivia.” Riley mused aloud as she scanned the ballroom. Ornate floor to ceiling windows with deep alcoves were surrounded by walls with intricate, gilded accents leading up to a hand-painted ceiling measuring at least 3 stories high. The grandeur of the space was both intimidating and beautiful at the same time, much like its owner.

“Has she shown you all the toys in her armory yet? That too says a lot about Olivia," Drake chuckled at his own joke.

Riley laughed along. “No, but she does constantly remind me she keeps a dagger hidden under her skirt. Are you sure Liam knows what he’s in for?”

"Heh. Better him than me, that's for sure. Liam's warm and fuzzy exterior can make him seem like a pushover, but he can hold his own when it matters. Olivia needs someone who can roll with her mood swings but still call her on her bullshit when needed."

"You know, I admit I had a little trouble wrapping my brain around Liam choosing Olivia, but when you put it that way, it makes sense. Now I suppose I need to find Kat so I can figure out if I need to dance with Liam or something. Ugh, I cannot wait until all these balls are over.

Drake almost doubled over laughing. "Oh, Bennett, I hate to break it to you, but this shit never ends. Next will be the coronation, then some charity gala, Liam's wedding...the list goes on. Welcome to your life as a noble woman."

Riley stared ahead blankly as a giant wave of realization washed over her. It was all so much, so fast. She'd never had time to think past the next day to consider this was all ending soon, and then what? Did she stay with her new-found family and live this life that was still foreign to her in so many ways? What about her life in New York? Sure, she didn't have much going on at the moment, but she still had her aunt Susan and best friend Sarah along with some good friends at work like Daniel. Becoming a therapist was still one of her goals, at least it was until the day she left for Cordonia. Now everything was so unclear, and she could hardly breathe.

Drake must have noticed her face looking some kind of way because he placed a hand on the small of her back and guided her to an open doorway to a nearby balcony. "Why don't we get you some air before you go off and do your thing for the show?"

Once outside and around the corner of the wraparound balcony, Drake pulled Riley into his chest, holding her securely, and she was almost instantly calmed. All the what-ifs fell away, and it was just them. All she needed was the be with him, wherever that turned out to be, and everything else would fall into place.

But what if Drake didn't quite feel the same? They'd been talking as if they'd be together indefinitely, but in reality, they'd only known each other two months. The anxious fluttering in her chest started up again.

Drake pulled back to look her in the eyes. "Riley, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you. You know, we're both still half American. We can move back to the states....or uh, I mean you can move back to the states if that's what you want." His eyes darted bashfully to the ground.

Riley's face lit up, the nervous thumping in her chest giving way to excited butterflies. "I like the sound of 'we' better if that's what you really meant. You'd really move back to the U.S. with me? I mean I've hardly had the chance to think about what I want, so that may be irrelevant, but you seriously see a future with me?"

"I do." Drake smiled earnestly. "I'm sure anyone who knows me will think I've gone mad, but whether it means being in New York City and putting up with cramped apartments and way too many people, living a quieter, simple life in Texas, or stealing moments away at dreadful Cordonian events such as this, I know we can make our own happiness...together."

"Wow, the Drake Walker I met two months ago would not believe what's coming out of your mouth right now." Riley touched the back of her hand to Drake's forehead in jest. "Are you sure you aren't running a fever?"

"Haha, very funny." Drake swiftly but gently pushed Riley back again the stone wall. "I'm not feeling ill, but I know how to make your temperature rise.

"You pushing me against duchy walls is becoming a thing, huh? Must have really enjoyed the almost public sex last time."

"Possibly," Drake teased as he slipped his hand through the side-slit in her icy-blue gown, gently gliding his fingers up her thigh. Riley braced herself as Drake neared the place she wanted him the most. Goosebumps gave way to a burning need before she remembered where they were.

"Wait." She pushed a hand against his chest. "We're not exactly alone here, and we've gone to such lengths to keep this under wraps. Someone could walk out here at any moment."

Drake shrugged. "I know it may be a bit reckless, but honestly at this point, I don't care. I just want you."

Riley opened her mouth to protest but nothing came out before Drake swooped in for a searing kiss. She instantly melted into him, Drake continuing his earlier action and deftly plunging two fingers inside her, his eyes widening slightly in surprise when he noticed there was no fabric barrier to work around. A strangled moan escaped Riley's throat as he stroked the exact spot he knew always left her at his mercy.

Drake pulled back with a satisfied grin. "Do you want me to stop? Just say the word and we'll go back in right now."

Instead of answering, Riley yanked him by the collar and crushed her lips to his. Drake responded by hoisting her up and over to the balcony. He perched her atop the railing, one hand grasped firmly around her waist and the other making quick work of undoing his pants.

Teetering on the narrow ledge two stories high, Riley clamped her hand tightly to the railing on either side of her and Drake noticed. "I've got you Bennett, no need to worry. I won't let anything happen to you. I'm just doing my job after all," he said with a smirk.

She smiled at his reference to what was now an inside joke between them. But all joking aside, he always made her feel safe. She released her grip, flinging her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.

Drake eased his cock free and Riley could tell how hard he was just by sight, the skin stretched taught from his perfect proportion of thickness and length. He lifted her dress and she couldn't wait any longer. She pulled him in and he took the invitation to thrust inside her. Even as wet was she was, his size created just the right amount of fullness and friction to take her breath away.

Riley moaned and gasped with each thrust, which in turn seemed to turn Drake on even more. The thrill of being up so high with nothing but him to hold her only added to her excitement and when he began rubbing circles over her clit with his thumb that was all it took to push her figuratively over the edge. She tightened around him everywhere, her orgasm eliciting immense heat and pleasure with every pulse, resulting in Drake picking up his pace until his own release followed shortly thereafter.

Drake carefully set Riley down before putting himself back together. "I'm almost a little disappointed we didn't nearly get caught this time."

"If I don't get back in there immediately, that's still a possibility." Riley had no idea how much time had passed but it was probably more than she thought. "Fuck, Kat is going to be pissed." Riley straightened her skirt and started towards the ballroom door.

"Wait!" Drake puller her in for a quick kiss. "I love you. Just so you don't forget."

Riley rolled her eyes but smiled. "You know you have nothing to worry about. If Liam's charms haven't wooed me yet, I think you’re safe. But I love you too. Now go do your job." She smacked him on the ass before hustling back to the ballroom, Drake following shortly thereafter.

As expected, Kat was frantic when Riley found her. “Where the fuck were you? You were supposed to meet up with me twenty minutes ago?”

Overhearing Riley’s scolding, Olivia smugly sidled up next to them. “I mean, I didn’t mind getting extra time with Liam, but you know Jo and Kat and there ‘ratings’, Olivia said while gesturing with air quotes. She scanned Riley from head to toe and then glanced over to Drake on the perimeter. “Ugh, I can tell you exactly what, or rather who she was doing. Gross. I guess that just makes my position more secure, but really, couldn’t you have waited until after my ball to fuck him?”

Riley sheepishly smoothed her hair and adjusted her dress. “I just needed some air, that’s all. I was having a moment.”

Olivia scoffed and rolled her eyes. “Whatever you want to call it. Although I still cannot fathom why you chose Drake, I suppose I should be a little easier on you for eliminating yourself from the competition and allowing Liam to break free of his distraction of the shiny new object.”

“Aww, Olivia, that’s so sweet. Next thing you know we’ll be best friends,” Riley replied sarcastically.

“I don’t know about friends...but I do dislike you less than the rest of them.” Olivia tried and failed to hold back a smile.

“I’ll take it,” Riley said with a laugh before turning to Jo. “Okay, now tell me where I need to be.”

Jo set Riley up with Liam on the dance floor. It still wasn’t hard to pretend to be into Liam because it wasn’t all pretend, but there was no lingering pining between them.

“Well, I spoke to my father this morning.” Liam spun Riley around and brought her back to face him.

“Finally!” Riley exclaimed. “How did that go?”

“I’m still trying to wrap my head around it to be completely honest, but it went surprisingly well. I told him I knew everything, and he no longer had a say in my decision. He tried to argue with me at first, but somehow something I said made him respect me. He still may not agree with my choice, but I think this is finally all over! I am free to choose who I want without any threat or blackmail hanging over my head.

Riley pulled Liam in and hugged him tightly. “That’s amazing! I’m so happy for you, and for all of us.” The weight on Riley’s shoulders was suddenly ten times lighter. She hadn’t let herself think too deeply about how much was at stake, but now that the air was clear, she realized how stressed she had been. “Now all that’s left is for you to tear my heart to pieces on national television, and you get your fairy tale ending.”

Liam chuckled. “I’ll try to let you down easy.”

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Drake stood in his usual position off the side of the dance floor. This may not be the last of these events he’d have to endure, but at least it should be the last time he’d have to stand on the sidelines watching Riley dance with someone else. He was secure in what they had, but it still didn’t stop that twinge of jealously seeing her and Liam together talking, touching, and having fun. But it wasn’t a bad thing that his best friend and girlfriend get along so well. Girlfriend...that’s the first time he’d used that term for anyone he’d “dated”, even if only in his head. It was hard to believe everything was falling into place.

Drake took his eyes off Riley to scan the perimeter. What he saw didn’t immediately register as out of the ordinary, but then he quickly recalled this person walking towards the dance floor wasn’t supposed to be there.

“Bastien, check out three o’clock.” Drake altered Bastien via his radio earpiece. “How did she get in here without security clearance?”

“I don’t know.” Bastien replied. “I’ll check with the other guys to see who let her in. Keep an eye on her.”

Drake watched in concern as Madeleine marched towards the dance floor. She’d been banned from the rest of filmed events after her stunt. Not wanting to let her cause a scene, Drake was about to stop her from getting any closer, when she pulled out an unmistakable object. She had a gun and it was pointed right at Riley and Liam.

Before Drake could alert the rest of the team, people started to scatter. He heard a familiar click and knew he had to disarm Madeleine immediately, but it was too late. A shot went off and he didn’t hesitate. Drake dove between the bullet and his two best friends on the dance floor, and that would be the last thing he remembered before he hit the floor.

#QOMH #TRR #drake x mc #ns*fw #playchoices fanfiction #the royal romance #my fic

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epic-sorcerer · 3 years

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Merlin would have been so much more gay if the writers stayed true to Celtic paganism(the historicaly accurate “old religion”)

Trigger warnings:

Main triggers: talk of sex, homophobia, religion, Catholics, colonization, anti Celtic, murder

Mention triggers: rape and sexual assault, creepy men, gore, insest, toxic masculinity

I will mark the sections with quick triggers with 2 red lines. Below the second one is when the trigger is gone.

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I am posting this on December 21st, as today is the Winter Solstice, a Celtic Pagan holiday. It will be posted at 3:33 PM, as 3 is a sacred number among the celts. Because of the special occasion, I will be speaking on a subject that was important to many of them—homosexuality.

Some stuff first for introductions. Yes, yes, I know this may be boring but it helps with context. This religion didn’t have a name other than Celtic pagan or Celtic religion bc it seams everyone there believed it. This was until the Roman Empire concurred what is now the UK. Since Rome had adopted Christianity—more specifically, Roman Catholocism—they only allowed that religion to be practiced.

———(genocide)——

Once England was concurred in 43 A.D, the pagans were killed and their religion was surpressed. Not much is known about the pagans for this reason. However, we do know somethings from what the Romans have written down. Although, it is biased, as they believed the celts to be barbaric and also didn’t wright much about women.

——gore ——

First, we know they preformed human sacrifice on kings when the kingdom suffered along with some other groups.This could be from bad ruling to really bad weather. These kings died horribly, as they seamed to be stabbed multiple times, had thier nipples cut off, and left to die in a bog.

They had thier nipples cut off because the subjects would suck on the kings’ nipples to demonstrate submission, so cutting them off would fully dethrone the king.

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Now, background over. Here’s where it gets good.

Nipple sucking between too lovers or ‘special friends’ was seen as a preclemation of love, physical intimacy, and sexual expression. This, like other types of sex, was seen as something beutiful and sacred. Often, male soldiers would have these ‘special friend’ relationships with many fellow soldiers in groups. The Romans even observed that Celtic men seamed to prefer other males for love/sexual interest over women.

Nipple sucking was mostly described was between two men. Although, we must recognize that women may have been left out of written history. I would also like to point out, this may prove that aromantic people existed in that time, as these ‘special friends’ had sex and were not mentioned to be romantically involved.

The celts were known for their sex positivity and even eroticism because they loved it so much.This is one of the reasons why the pagans and the Chatholics clashed so badly.

Before the Romans really took over, Saint Patrick—yes, the Saint Patrick—started to try to convert the celts into Roman catholosim. He was appalled at the wide acceptance of polyamory(women were aloud to marry however many people they wanted) and homosexual relationships/marriages. Not to mention the celts could have sex with any one at any time as long as it is consensual.

——(Tw creepy men)——

That means no waiting til marriage, unless a Celtic chose to do so. Although we should take into consideration a statement made by Diodorus Siculus, an antient Greek historian, that “the young men will offer themselves to strangers and are insulted if the offer is refused.” In his series Bibliotheca historica. This could mean that either creepy men were comman place, or that homosexuality was so comman and done with everyone, it was wierd to be rejected.

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Getting back to the Roman Catholics, the book Sextus Empiricus is published in the early 3th century and states,

“...amongst the Persians it is the habit to indulge in intercourse with males, but amongst the Romans it is forbidden by law to do so...”

It also goes on to say,

“...amongst us sodomy is regarded as shameful or rather illegal, but by the Germanic they say, it is not looked on as shameful but as a customary thing.”

For clarification, Germany is apart of Celtic society. So what we can infer is a very serious culture shock in terms of Rome and other places. During Emporor Serverus Alexander’s reign, openly homosexuals were deported.

In early 4th century, Emporor Constaine—the first Christian Roman Emperor—destroyed an Egyptian temple populated exclusively by femme, gay, pagan, priests. The Emproror then went on to eradicate all of them. However in 337 A.D., 3 emperors ruled, including Constantius II and Constans I, who where both in mlm relationships.

An odd thing these emporors went on to do was criminalize male bottoming during mlw sex 342 A.D.. 8 years later, Emperors Valentinian II, Theodosius I, and Arcadius ferther punished this act by killing these men by Public burning at the stake.

———(Tw toxic masculinity)———

I believe this was because masculinity was very important and a man acting in a more feminine role was seen as emasculating and humiliating. For the average man, he had to fight and defend his masculinity. Not doing so was seen as a personal failure.

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The last ever known peice of European literature containing a positive representation of homosexuality for 1,000 years was a large epic poem by Nonnus of Panopolis. It was titled Dionysiaca and the first part was published in 390 A.D., the last in 405 A.D..

So yeah, The catholics were very selective in terms of sex. One can only imagine how badly the celts and Catholics clashed. Back to 435 A. D., Saint Patrick began to preach Catholism and around that time wrote in his Confessio. He recounted that he found a boat to get out of Ireland and refused to suck on the nipples of those aboard.

“And on the same day that I arrived, the ship was setting out from the place, and I said that I had the wherewithal to sail with them; and the steersman was displeased and replied in anger, sharply: ‘By no means attempt to go with us.’ Hearing this I left them to go to the hut where I was staying, and on the way I began to pray, and before the prayer was finished I heard one of them shouting loudly after me: ‘Come quickly because the men are calling you.’ And immediately I went back to them and they started to say to me: ‘Come, because we are admitting you out of good faith; make friendship with us in any way you wish.’ (And so, on that day, I refused to suck the breasts of these men from fear of God, but nevertheless I had hopes that they would come to faith in Jesus Christ, because they were barbarians.) And for this I continued with them, and forthwith we put to sea.”

—(Tw very mild rape/sex assault mention—

So, as you can see, Celtic and Catholic ways clashed horribly. Something seen as good and sacred to the indigenous tribes was seen as barbaric and sinful to Saint Patrick. Also, don’t worry, the celts did not press the issue ferther, or else this would be a very different story.

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This only snowballed into a much bigger issue much later in medival English sexuality. They were VERY picky on what sex was aloud. Missionary was the only aloud position and it has to be the least pleasurable as possible. Making out and masturbation wasn’t aloud either, as that was also seen as a sin. Here’s a low Rez chart to help figure out when sex was okay.

While we are discussing such a queer topic, I would like to bring up the topic of Anam Cara, or Soul Friends in Antient Celtic culture. A Soul Friend was a word used to describe a Philosophy in which one is not completely whole without thier “other half.” This person can be in a platonic, romantic, or familiar kind of love. Really, all it boils down to is that 2 poeple were made to be together since the beginning of time and will be at thier strongest when they become companions.

There is a Celtic legend that seams to depict a mlm Anam Cara relationship. It tells the story of Cuchulainn and Ferdiad, two male worriors who have known and loved each other a long time. But they must kill each other in a duel. Both are vary reluctant, as at least one of them will have to die.

————(Tw insest)———

Before I go on, it is important to mention there is a lot of debate on wether or not this is homosexual. Mainly because they were foster brothers, but since insest wasn’t as much of a taboo, I do not think this would be as much of a set back as it is today.

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They had tried to kill each other each day for 3 days, but they ended up hugging each other and kissing 3 times. On the fourth day, however, Cuchulainn killed Ferdiad. The man then holds Ferdiad in his arms and sings peoms for a long time. Here are some:

“We were heart-companions once,

We were comrades in the woods,

We were men that shared a bed

When we slept the heavy sleep

After hard and weary fights.

Into many lands, so strange,

And side by side we sallied forth

And we ranged the woodlands through,When with Scathach we learned arms!”

Heart companions seams to be similar or the same as soul freind, because of how it’s used. Although sleeping in the same bed isn’t inherently sexual, Cuchulainn then goes on to complement Ferdiad’s physical features.

“Dear to me thy noble blush,

Dear thy comely, perfect form;

Dear thine eye, blue-grey and clear,

Dear thy wisdom and thy speech”

Although this is deeply sweet I would also like to caution that Chuhulainn may have simply been commenting on his healthiness, but blush is an odd word considering he is now dead.

Two male lovers, one dead in the other’s arms. Soul friends, maybe. Reminds me of a certain show..I don’t know I just can’t put my finger on it...

I would also like to point out that because Celtics did not pressure others to have sex, and that a soul friend can be any type of love, I do think that an asexual or someone on that spectrum could live without judgment.Unfortunately, I could not find much about intersex, androgynous, or trans people. Perhaps if I find anything in the future and will make a new post.

In conclusion, if Merlin were more historicaly accurate, he definitely would have been queer. Especially because he is said to be magic itself, it would make sense for him to be the personification of Celtic values. That may include homosexuality, because as previously stated, Celtic men really liked other men.

I’m excited to see what will come of this post, seeing as not a lot of people in the fandom seem to know this. More fanfiction? More fanart? It would probably inspire a lot of creators. So, if you do make something because of this post, please notify me in the notes, an ask, an @ or something. Basically anything but a PM. I would be happy to see/read the creation.

Sources:

Sexuality and love in Celtic society:

Same Sex Celts

Druid Thoughts: of Sex and Druids

Anam Cara, what’s a soul mate?

Sexuality in Ancient Ireland

The Celts, Women, and Sex

LGBT history

Sexuality and love in Medival Society:

Getting down and medival: the sex lives of the Middle Ages

Sex in the Middle Ages

Here’s What Sex Was Like In Medieval Times. It’ll Make You Feel Glad You Weren’t Born Back Then!

General Celtic Society:

Who Were the Celts

Celtic Religion and Belieifs

Saint Patrick

17 Things You Probably Didnt know about Saint Patrick

Confession of Saint Patrick

Cuchulainn and Ferdiad

Cuchulainn and Ferdiad, Gay Lovers?

The Combat of Ferdiad and Cuchulain

Insest in Antient Celtic Society

Ancient Irish elite practiced incest, new genetic data from Neolithic tomb shows

Homosexuality in the Roman Empire

Timeline of LGBT history

Timeline of LGBT history in the United Kingdom

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thechillicount · 5 years

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{Omegaverse} Shouto Todoroki x F!OC

This was written back in July LAST YEAR. I'm sorry, that was not funny. It was a time where I couldn't stop reading omegaverse stories and I had an unbelievable thirst for Shinso.

I also just want my OC to see the light of day. Even though this is a one shot, it connects to my mighty 3 chapter fanfic that I started last year. Right now I'm focusing more on my original work that I want to convert into a comic somewhere in the future.

The first one shots I ever posted were on Wattpad 3 years ago. Plus they were in my native language so they weren't that bad and I'm actually proud of them. The very first english one I ever shared with people was a KeithxOC one shot for Voltron Amino and Wattpad. It was quite bad in my opinion. If anyone recognizes it then good, I guess? I doubt someone does. Long story short, I don't think my english story telling is great. It doesn't flow as nice as some other one shots or fanfics you may read. Plus my works may have errors due to the fact that english isn't my first language. Mainly grammar errors.

Enjoy it anyway!

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It was no surprise to anyone that at the second year of middle school it was known that Mizuhi Yamakaze was an omega. Her strong smell has been radiating all over the school even before she knew her second gender. The beautiful scent of air after the rain, it was so calming yet so sharp. It all depended on the omega's mood, but usually the smell was calling of home to any known alpha. One of the alphas that she's attracted was Hitoshi Shinso, her classmate and best friend since their first year. The boy himself was thought to not have any distinguished smell. Some have said that they smelled coconut, others said pine. Yet his real smell was a relly light scent of cocoa and cinnamon. Those who were patient and curious got to experience it when Hitoshi got a little angry at some upperclassmen trying to lure Mizuhi in for themselves. His fragrance spread across the hallway making some omegas turn their heads in disbelieve. Many have believed that those two would be mates one day, since they already seemed to click with each other. None of them knew that some other alpha had a huge attraction towards that aroma of air after the rain. Shouto Todoroki from a neighbouring class was never fond of the whole alpha/omega/beta system. Coming from a family of an abusive alpha and an abused omega didn't really help either. When he found out to be an alpha, his world flipped upside down. His father wanted him to start looking for a suitable omega right away to already secure the future. It got worse when he found out about Mizuhi, his old high school friend's daugther, and her second gender. He was more than happy to encourage Shouto to mark her as his own before someone else did. But his son had a different opinion on this matter. Yes, he did want to make Mizuhi his own, but not from an order of his abusive alpha father. He's decided to wait for the moment when both of them would be attracted to each other's scents. His being a sharp yet gentle spearmint like his mother's. Something that he despised and loved at the same time. Throughout the entirety of middle school, no mates were found at the graduation. Everyone who thought that Shinso would be with Mizuhi were left disappointed and curious as to why they took that course of action. After both Hitoshi and Shouto got into U.A. it was now just a matter of time for both of them to once again meet face to face with the omega that smelled like an after rain air. Shinsou managed to get his spot in Class A of the hero course. His amazing showcase of control of his quirk left teachers hoping the best for his further development. Shouto finally managed to get his hero license after all of his supplementary classes. It didn't mean that he wouldn't have any more work to do. He was finally at his father's agency working full time, it was never bound to be easy. Especially when your father has his eye on you and tries to make some positive contacts after years of only negative ones. From him Shouto found out that Mizuhi changed schools. She's decided to transfer to U.A.'s hero course instead of the one that she was currently in at a different school. That was met with Shouto's heart racing at an incredible speed. The person that he's wanted to mark as his would be right beside him, with that amazing scent of hers. It all seemed true after all. When Shouto walked in to the dorms he found his classmates circling someone on the sofa. He could only imagine what all of those alphas were thinking. He quickly stepped towards the group and poked his head up to see. It wasn't necessary as his nostrils were hit with a light breezy smell, one that he knew all too well. Without moving the group apart he put his hands in his jeans's pockets and took a deep breath.

"Mizuhi." He breathed out which was met with his classmates' confusion. The said girl happily stood up from her spot on the sofa and made her way to the bi haired alpha. Her scent got only stronger to him. It seemed as other alphas in the room weren't bothered by it. Shouto thought that maybe her scent was too light for them and it didn't call out anything, but to him it was the most comforting of aromas that he's ever knew.

"Sho, I missed you." She quickly wrapped her small arms around his figure and smiled gently under her nose. Shouto patted her dark fluffy hair and whiffed her scent once again. He knew he was going to get intoxicated pretty soon so he pulled away after a brief moment of hair ruffling. The female smiled when her nostrils were hit with a strong spearmint. The scent that got her weak at her knees so many times before, was so close now. She only hoped that her heat wouldn't come too soon or else it would be an interesting yet embarassing first impression. After some talking and getting to know all of the new classmates the dorm door opened and shut close right behind the rest of the class. Some automatically spotted their friend Izuku Midoriya, some spotted a new set of hair and new guy to flood with questions. Mizuhi stopped what she was doing and almost stormed towards the purple haired man in the hallway.

"Hito!" She quickly jumped on him which made him almost lose his balance.

"Mizuhi, stop it. It hurts. Ow. I'm dying." He joked and pushed the female so that he could see her face to face.

"I'm so glad you got in! You deserved it!" She nodded her head and got her hair ruffled by Shinso to mimick his own one. The guy smirked under his nose and only then noticed his new classmates looking all confused. He cocked his eyebrow up and tried to find an answer.

"You know him too Mizuhi-chan?" Mina Ashido was more than confused. She liked some good gossip and from the looks of it, the omega Mizuhi had two alphas wrapped around her fingers. That called for some more questioning.

"Yes. Me and Hito were in the same class in middle school and Shouto was in a neighbouring one actually." Mizuhi explained which made some of the classmates go 'oohh' which for the dark haired female seemed odd. Hitoshi ruffled his own hair even more and sighed. He started walking towards the elevator. "I'd like to stay and talk but I have to unpack my stuff. See ya." He said with a monotonne voice and disappeared behind metal doors. Almost every girl's eyes went onto Mizuhi and the happy smile plastered on her face. It was clear that her scent was still strong as Mina had to stop herself from doing something bad and Bakugo stormed off to his own room muttering "bullshit" and "fucking extras" under his high up nose. No one was really surprised though. They were just happy that they have some interesting new classmates.

It's been 2 weeks of hard and extra, for some poeple, work. Mizuhi has cleared out any misunderstandings with her new friends. She's stated that she doesn't have a mate and Hitoshi as well as Shouto are just her childhood friends. But that sparked even more controversy in the class. Who is Mizuhi going to pick from those two? That was the question. Aizawa-sensei's speech about focusing on hero work instead of mates didn't help the situation. For students it seemed as if he was curious himself, but couldn't show it due to his position. To everyone's surprise the rumoured omega has stayed in her dorm room throughout the entire day. Ochako Uraraka explained to class that Mizuhi wasn't feeling very well. That could mean two things for the present in class alphas. Or she was really sick and couldn't come or, the more possible one, Mizuhi was in her heat. Just the thought made some of the alphas in class boil with emotions. They tried to keep it down, not to disturb the rest of their classmates. Kaminari even had to excuse himself in the middle of english class with Present Mic. The pro hero only shook his head and muttered something under his breath in english instead of yelling it out like usually. That whole situation didn't feel right to Shouto at all. They were all gossiping about him and Shinsou who he quickly recognized from his middle school days as Mizuhi's friend and some kind of guardian. Half of them were rooting for him and the other half for the brain washer, but they were getting excited over some news that could be untrue?Unbelievable. Todoroki decided that it would be best if he was the one to see what's wrong with Mizuhi. He was still thinking of her as his own mate, just not marked yet due to his problems with physical contact. The trip to the dorms along with his classmates seemed like a pilgrimage straight out of a nightmare. They looked like zombies trying to find a way to please their unexistent needs. It was sickening to him. As soon as they stepped into the dorm territory the air got chilly and it smelled like...spearmint? They all looked at Todoroki who was clearly nervous but most of all, angry. The smell that he was giving off was sharp as to scare the other alphas away. None of them experienced something like this before, especially coming from someone as calm as Todoroki. The said male took the fastest way of going to his room. He put his bag on his desk and took a deep breath. He had to mentally prepare himself for what was about to come. He didn't want to ruin anything or worse, hurt the one he was attracted to. Shouto quickly made his way to the opposite side of the floor. He was so gald that Mizuhi's room was on the same one. But is also seemed like a punishment, her scent flying all over. He noticed two figures being really near the omega's door. He relaxed when he saw who it actually was. Both Izuku and Ochako made their way to Mizuhi's room before Todoroki got a chance to. Both of them were betas that instantly clicked not too long ago during Valentine's Day. With them being betas Shouto could let out a breath of relief.

"Are you sure you want to come in? She is-" Ochako wanted to explain her friend's situation but was cut off by the ice and fire user.

"-I know. That's why I'm coming in." He said bluntly and knocked on Mizuhi's door. Izuku decided to get Ochako away and asure her that Todoroki would take a good care of someone that is actually precious to him. They both noticed his unusual behavior in school. His eye would unusually twitch whenever someone mentioned Mizuhi, his quirk even randomly activated during lunch which made Bakugo almost start a riot. "I think he was actually protective. He didn't really like when someone mentioned Yamakaze-san. And that's quite unusual for him." Izuku took a last glance at the hallway and saw his friend coming in and closing the door behind him. He smiled under his breath and went with Ochako to the common area. What Shouto smelled after he came in was a calming scent, his favorite, the air after the rain. But it was so strong that he had to put a hand over his mouth and nose. Mizuhi has just finished swallowing a scent masking pill and some another one for her unbelievable pain.

"I'm sorry. J-just...give a minute. You can...wait outside if it's too much." She smiled despite the pain that she was in. Shouto only shook his head and swallowed roughly the words that were caught in his throat, the ones he wanted to speak out. Just then he noticed her open closet. It was clear to him what was kept in there. All of it was now on her bed hugging her body all around. Shouto was happy to know that she had enough time to build herself a nest where she could comfortably rest. The feeling of protectiveness has washed over him a long time ago. He wanted Mizuhi to be safe and happy. He had to be her mate, no questions aksed. Just after a minute the intoxicating smell went off and Shouto could let go of his mouth. He got closer to the omega and sat on the edge of her bed.

"Was it hard?" He asked and looked the female in the eyes. She blinked a few times and shook her head.

"I managed to calm it down just in time. I decided it would be best to just stay, safety first." She chuckled lightly and hugged her pillow closer to her tired body. Shouto nodded his head and got closer to her form.

"Is there something I can do?" He asked with the most calming voice Mizuhi's ever heard from him. The smell that he was giving off was waving over her like a gentle ocean. She's noticed it and despite her flushed and embarassed face she opened her mouth to speak.

"Y-you could...um...because it's so calming and I am...w-well...anxious...you could..." Mizuhi swallowed the lump in her throat and looked at Shouto from behind her pillow. She then shoved it into the alpha's hands.

"...scent it...for me?" What left her mouth wasn't a request or a wish, it was a question. She was so embarassed about it. He wasn't even her mate yet she asked him to scent her pillow! Shouto on the other hand thought that it was adorable. Her flushed face and shining eyes only made him want to do it more. He gladly accepted the pillow much to Mizuhi's surprise. He scented every single corner of it making sure that every bit would be able to calm the omega down. He took her hands by her wrists really gently and placed the pillow between her arms whispering simple "done". Mizuhi hugged the pillow and was met with an amazing calming smell of spearmint. She closed her eyes and let out a heavy sigh. She then felt two strong arms picking her up and placing her onto a pair of laps. Shouto decided to calm her even more by hugging her from behind, even though he was no expert in those kinds of things. The smell radiating from Todoroki made Mizuhi weak at her knees despite her still sitting on a bed. She wanted to be eveloped in this smell forever, have it close to her whole being. "I'm sorry. I'm not good at...you know." Shouto's quiet voice reached Mizuhi's ears. That was the trigger that set off her omega instinct. She felt as if she'd melt from the tone of his voice and the breath on her skin. Literally due to her quirk. Her face flushed at the idea of this request, but she decided to say it nonetheless. Mizuhi breathed out the alphas name quietly. This brang his attention as he looked down to see her face better.

"Shouto...mark me." The said male's eyes widened. Only then he realized how close he was. His cheeks were just a few shades off from his hair. He couldn't believe that she'd say something like that, especially since he wanted to ask it first. But he noticed that she actually demanded it, it wasn't even a questionike before. Plus it was so sudden. Shouto decided to be bold and blew air at the omega's mark place. She whimpered quietly and looked the alpha in the eyes. They were glossy and ready to cry from embrassment.

"Quickly. Please."

Shouto didn't waste any time. He lightly nibbed at the spot only to fully bite and mark it a few seconds later. This seemed to trigger Mizuhi's heat even more as her scent filled the room once again. It didn't last long because of Shouto's own one. It completely overpowered the air breeze with it's delicate sharpness. He pulled away to see his masterpiece. A beautiful mark was left. Shouto couldn't be more proud. Mizuhi panted slightly from her heat suddendly taking over her body. She closed her legs tightly.

"Thank you." She felt at home now with her new mate. His smell calming her down and reminding her that she's being cared about. Shouto licked the spot once again and hugged his omega closer.

"I'll take care of you, now and forever." He left butterfly kisses all over the mark and his mate's neck. The he quickly recovered from his sudden bliss and pulled away. His cheeks being red as ever.

"I have to go. I won't be able to control myself." He said calmly as he took Mizuhi's hand in his. She only nodded her head and let her hair fall onto the scented pillow.

"I understand, I'll be okay. I'll come to you once I feel better." With that said, Shouto smashed his lips onto the ones that left those words. He nibbed delicately on her lower lip and pulled away soon after. This small kiss was enough to leave his mate craving more and running wild in her fantasy. He looked deep into her dark blue eyes and smiled under his nose.

"I love you." Was all he said. Quietly but with full on confidence. Mizuhi returned the expression and whispered lovingly.

"I love you too."

Shouto left one last kiss on her forehead before exiting her room. He didn't want to do something that she wasn't ready for. He didn't want to make his new, amazing mate hate him right off the bat. Even if it meant waiting a long while. Shouto didn't mind though. He just got an amazing girl as his mate, he couldn't be more happier.

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