#🧸.omegaverse au

[darlingpwease]

I wonder if Can you write Yandere Omega Seth (from Ennead) if you okay with it

I'll find you

hide as much as you can // I'll find you

♡ fictional mythology, unhealthy behaviour, lovehate dynamic (love -> lovehate), animalistic behaviour, pet names, power exchange, mention of bloodletting (seth), hints of incestuous relationships?; beta!reader -> alpha!reader, heqet/khnum!reader implied

♡ rough treatment, mild blood kink, mild scent kink, heavy petting, dubious consent -> consensual, unprotected sex / breeding, bondage by sand, power imbalance -> power exchange; word 'womb' used once for Seth

𓂀 Contacting this omega is not the best solution — you realized when you first met him, while coming out of the Nile, the keeper of the floods of which you were.

Of course, it's not that you were obliged to communicate with any of them or even be interested in your distant relatives, who were no more than the seventh water on the jelly, but you needed to come out of the depths of the Nile at least from time to time — and when you finally come out, for the first time you meet an unusually red shade, burning like a torch against the background of burning golden sand and the sky blue as the waters of the Nile.

He was like a creature that was born from the spilled blood of all the fallen warriors who did not find their way home, but took refuge in your waters, sprinkling your waters over and over again until the river turns red like the sunset.

His name was 'SETH', he was the god of war and the desert, his parents were Geb and Nut — and when your gaze first crossed, it was as if you were hit on the head with something; almost a low cry of 'YOU WERE NOTICED' so loud that if you were human, you would turn away and run away, — under the sand, under the ground, under the water, no matter where, — but you are not a human and, even if you were weaker than him, you would not run away.

After all, who is the 'God of War and the Desert' against the Deity who keeps the Nile?

“Don't you dare look at me like that anymore.”

wolf cub.

You can guess that his behavior is probably an attempt to attract, as a fertile young omega provokes a fertile young alpha to get angry and chase after him, showing everything they can, just to prove that they are good enough to fill the womb. You know all this. After all, you were the one who created the figures of people who were illuminated by Ra, and you were more than able to watch these playtimes when the lovers went too far in their games and fell together into the coastal waters after a long chase.

And you more than know the brilliance of those eyes — and react faster than realize, like water, which acts intuitively, not relying on reason, to survive. They say that betas have a stronger intuition with understanding of the world — it's not for nothing that you are one of those gods who prefer maximum detachment, 'spirituality', achieved through refusing to accept the role of omega or alpha.

And you let your instincts dictate.

Before his cheeky mouth has time to say anything, you just have to make a wave so that the waters of the Nile aim at him like a beast that has found prey — and break against a strong, slender figure, without causing severe pain, but forcing him to take steps back, no longer bursting into your space.

SETH'S hair, dripping and darkened from the water, sticks to body — but before he has time to resist you in any way, calling to himself the sands of the desert, submissive to him like a tamed pet, you dissolve into the water, returning to your native current...

“I'll find you!”

... The waters of the Nile easily take you into themselves as a natural part, hiding you from the outside world, dissolving like everything that falls into the water abyss and stays here; it's not for nothing that people say that it was water that gave birth to life, and that water is necessary for life.

And although you are not a water Deity, you are also worth something.

𓂀 You know that this is not Ra — although the method of summoning is the same, Ra would rather strangle herself than summon you, especially so soon after the last arrival. Even if you had a... good relationship, — you both contributed to the appearance of 'humans' — it was obvious that you were still different.

Your clay figurines needed a bright fire to come to life, just as she craved worship and followers — it was an interchange where mortals became what brought you closer and pushed you away from each other.

However, SETH was looking for you for other reasons, quite different from 'worshippers'.

Although you are used to being summoned in other ways, such as sacrifices and festivals, you must admit that you clearly underestimated the son of Nut and Geb, who were no better than any of them — but at least they were smart enough not to try to find out from Ra a way to summon you without having to wait at Nila.

Because more than herself and power, Ra loved only to have fun — and sometimes you wondered if she was looking for power just to have fun.

“... Heh.”

When he looks down at you, like a child who has found a gift hidden from him, his scarlet lips stretch in a cheeky smile.

If most gods and goddesses somehow have more alpha and omega traits, then SETH looks like there are too many of these traits in him, like an omega-like alpha or alpha-like omega than beta.

“It turns out that this is the only way you can be summoned? I thought to the last that she was lying...”

The scarlet spot spreads across the water surface of the unusually calm Nile, dissolving in the streams of water that carry the particles with them, absorbing a new part of itself into its course. If people knew how much Nile water contains particles of their children, parents, friends, spouses, enemies, detractors, traitors — would they drink it?

If they knew that the same water absorbs the blood of the gods they worship, what would they look like, scooping up water like the purest gold — the same as he controls, the God of the Desert, smelling of sand dust, dry grass and heat?

“I don't care. You're here, so it was worth it.”

You don't think that the blood of God should be used for such things, like simply calling you from the river bottom, but don't say anything, giving someone to continue — and SETH continues without hearing an answer.

And although he, in fact, created a trap for you, filling the entire stone floor with his sand to make sure that you don't run away anywhere, you feel more like in the paws of a small puppy than in the cave of a mature wolf.

Wasn't it really an exaggeration to be afraid of him?

... Apparently, you have been under water for so long, absorbing the blood of warriors and animals, that you have become too sensitive to any danger...

“I promised you I'd find you.”

𓂀 SETH smells of freedom — not the freedom that has no limits or restrictions, only dead bodies that float along the Nile can have such freedom, but the freedom that is like the hot breath of the desert during the day and the icy whisper of the desert at night; it smells of heat, dry grass, the blood of soldiers and treasures captured with the help of weapons.

You pretend that you don't notice when treasures fall to the bottom of the Nile, and that, moreover, don't understand who gives you them; but it's hard for you to deny that you don't like the look of them. After all, the Nile is not just a 'river' or 'your home', but your temple and refuge, and the sight of expensive and precious things sheltering the once bare, dreary bottom undoubtedly improves the view and your mood; especially when the current of the river carries you further, and gold, like a lighthouse, shines; sprinkling the dark bottom is like the moon shining on the darkest desert night.

SETH is hot and fervent, like burning blood flowing out of him until you hand an object that can immediately contact you, instead of flooding waters, as if out of spite spending more than really needed, as if the more blood, the faster you will rise to the surface.

(in a sense, it is, but for other reasons...)

You can understand that this relationship is frowned upon, at least by his brother, but there's not much you can do — the waters of the Nile are all-encompassing and almost omnipresent, and the way SETH regularly calls you is almost charming if it wasn't so intense, as if every time he struggles with himself in the desire to devour you or to drag away, but at the same time I have to give up this need, which is close to the human need to drink water. You don't need to ask him about it to know — the way he looks at you, as if wanting to sink his teeth into your skin and take you to his cave, is more than eloquent, and even the way his smell intensifies, silently shouting that he is a strong, healthy and fertile omega, in itself is an obvious sign.

And the fact that you are just as quiet and calm, like serene dark waters, untouched by gusts of sandy wind, only further inflames his burning passion and desire, which he himself cannot describe in any way except as 'mine'.

Mine.

Mine mine mine — you give life, carry life, no matter in a running stream or standing water, watching as the surface is filled with bodies and blood, dirt and tears, bodies entwined in passion and love embraces. It doesn't matter — everything will be dissolved in your current and carried away until it becomes no more than another drop in billions of the same, carrying information that only you know.

SETH, on the other hand, carries with him the smell of something wild, giving life, — but also ruthlessly taking it for himself, strewing everything with the red-hot gold of the desert, which becomes more and more every time you rise, noticing how the waters that used to caress the fertile lands now nourish the sand.

And you know what will happen next — SETH has never been a secretive type, even if his method of hunting was closer to big cats hiding until they get close enough to bite into the throat and gnaw, taking them to their hideout. SETH is the same cat — big, red and strong, smelling of mature omega when he notices that you are more responsive to this fragrance.

SETH is not at all deeply interested in the topic of "let's mate" — are you sure that he is attracted not at all to your physical data or smell, but to how comfortable and safe he is next to you, letting him finally relax, looking for comfort in your waters, and that if he decided that you would be his, then you will be his.

He will always find you.

𓂀 SETH is persistent, stubborn and aggressive. Even if his emotions are a sphere that is easy to push and cause pain, you understand perfectly well that he is the god who will break rather than bend.

But when he asks you what happens to the bodies of those soldiers that he led to war, when they find themselves in the Nile, like bags full of blood, breathing and thinking recently, at first you don't know what to answer — not because you can't share his silent pain, looking like a scorpion that suddenly bared you have a soft vulnerable tummy, but because you have nothing to answer.

What happens to the bodies? The Nile absorbs them — everything that was dumped into the waters finds itself in the stomachs of animals or in water particles, carrying with it such an amount of memory that nothing else can contain.

“... If I die one day, will you promise that my memory will be preserved in your waters?”

You no longer know if you are talking about the waters of the Nile or something else — but you know that you will probably never find SETH like this again.

Unusually fragile, as if really an ordinary omega who just wants to have a family, a common nest and puppies. To have you as an alpha, to be in the same nest with you and to have children together.

What can you say other than consent? No matter what happens, he will always remain in your memory — as a special memory that will never be erased.

“... Thank you. I'll never forget you either. And I won't let go.”

His eyes are burning just like the sunset on the background.

“We'll be together. Always. Because I chose you and I won't let you go.”

𓂀 His power becomes stronger, and when you meet him again, you have nothing to oppose when the sand from the land and the bottom rises to grab you.

Undoubtedly, it wasn't something that you 'didn't expect' — SETH was never the type who tried to hide what intentions he had if he saw that it would affect your attitude, and even if he found comfort in your touches and hugs, covering him like a blanket from the whole world, he never had this safe habit of 'being content with little'. His intentions were obvious from the first meeting and did not change at all — you were perfect, from head to toe, the only one with whom he would like to spend one heat and then make you spend thousands more, finally feeling complete, finished.

He, the god of the Desert and War, with you, Deity of the Nile flood — is not the best couple that can be?

'No'?

... Ha, does someone think that things like "imperfect couple" or "more worthy" or "more accessible" or "morally wrong" or something else will stop him?

Does he need permission? If he wants it — he will get it. And nothing can stop him.

Even if you are a beta, you smell fertile, pleasant, sweet — you smell of life, sex, from which children are born, absorbing the spilled blood and creating from it what brings birth and fertility, and SETH has always been more than gambling and ready to put everything on the line.

And you knew it.

Even if you are safe in the water, once you get out, nothing can save you — especially when you step on the sand, which immediately becomes your cage, locking you in. The waters immediately splash out of the Nile, crushing on him, but now SETH moves only a couple of steps, becoming much more powerful — and when palms grab by the wrists while teeth close on neck, everything inside you starts screaming again that you need to run right now.

Now the sand turns out to be decorated with spots of the deity's blood.

His mark pulsates on never-marked neck — and although it is not the same among deities as among people, you clearly see that for him it was not at all 'just a bite' or a 'mating mark', but a sign of possession, while the pupils in the blood-red iris, the shade of red-hot metal, expand, and a nimble pink tongue licks the blood from scarlet lips.

Red.

RED RED RED.

Nails are no worse than the claws of a wolf, and even fangs look like they can easily tear apart a dozen other people who decide to intervene.

The sand squeezes your feet so tightly that you can't even twitch.

This is all completely wrong.

You cowardly escape into the waters — betas are not capable of mating, are not created for this, closer to 'asexual beings' who do not have a biological task in the form of giving birth, much closer to the primordial asexual matter than to the omegas and alphas giving birth, but for some reason a mark with an imprint burns on his neck which didn't exist before.

Was it you? Or was it the part of you that you denied? You didn't know. It is easier to plunge into the native waters than to try to figure out why for the first time its fragrance was so dizzying, or why you went for something like this. You're not like that at all — not like that at all. It's not normal.

But you'll have to get out soon anyway.

You don't want your omega to get hurt while calling you, right, alpha?

Interlude

“I'm surprised you decided to step in anyway, dear.”

When the sand almost gently wraps around your hands, you realize that the biggest stupidity you can do is to try to escape.

Even if there is water in things like vases in the room, this is too little to create the necessary amount — and even to make sand soft and heavy, such a meager amount is not enough, except to pour it on him and break a vase on this face.

“Wasn't it you who liked to be constantly huddled in your little shell? Hiding there from any danger and thinking that it will help you?”

His hands are not the same as before — slightly rough, wide palms that easily slide over your cool skin, leaving warm traces, slightly scratching with sharp nails, as if hinting that you should not do rash things; if he did not smell like a blooming omega, you would think that he was alpha or alpha-like beta.

“But it turns out that if it's not me, but someone else, then you're ready to help them! No matter how much blood I shed, you didn't come out — but as soon as it was Isis, you immediately got out to help.”

His mark on your neck has not been pulsating for a long time, but when his fingers touch your neck, he freezes for a moment, assessing the scar left, which is almost impossible to notice — and from something, your body again feels this soreness, fettering for a moment from the realization of what happened before the brain began to work feverishly.

Then.

Now you are experiencing phantom pain until you realize that it is not 'phantom' — SETH shamelessly licks your blood from his fingers when he realizes that he scratched the old mark.

“This is wrong.”

Even when blood drips down from the shoulder, you know that's not what you need to worry about — his body is hot as the desert during the day, especially when his hips easily sit on top of yours, taking care that the sand does not let go of your hands.

“I promised you I'd always be there for you; although it was you who avoided me all these years, not appearing even when the corpses filled the entire Nile, while the other gods were terrified of what was happening — but I understand. A lot to do, yes? You've always been busy and strict, ever since our first meeting, when you doused me like some kind of animal.”

The thick scent of omega is so strong that you are not sure if it smells from him or if it is something else — the same thing that made you bite his neck then; your bite is also still burning on his skin, although it looks much more noticeable on him, although you are sure that you bit weaker than him.

The sweet bloody fragrance makes you dizzy.

“And when I saw you, I realized that you didn't live well either; after all, who but me could take care of a hermit like you?”

His hands, in spite of everything, are omeganine soft and pleasant, even if he uses them to look even more wrongly charming, as if he did not sneak into your bedroom — in which you were definitely expecting this meeting — to "talk heart to heart" while his hot wet slippery thighs touch your hips,

obviously.

“I was doing the wrong thing. I gave you the 'right to choose', thinking that this is what lovers should do — but, you know, people around me explained to me what I did wrong. By own example. And I'm ready to show you what I should have done back then, instead of this idiotic thought that you'd think it over and make a nest with me...”

He purrs — deep in his throat, like a big cat, when a strong flexible hand gently rests on your chest while the second one uses the surface behind as a support, rubs against your thighs, leaving sticky wet traces of juice on your bare skin, from touching which your skin burns, and you don't look at him, making sure not to do anything you might regret,

“Look at your omega.”

but it's hard to do when his hand moves from your chest to your throat, not squeezing, but feeling quite threatening, even if you are sure that it will not cause any harm.

“Don't you dare take your eyes off me or I'll scratch them out. You can only look at me and see only me. No one else and nothing else.”

The way he hovers feels almost the same as when he was able to summon you for the first time — his hair hangs down freely, like the flames of candles burning around you, and the same abnormally bright glow burns in his eyes, like the eyes of a cat. Or a wolf.

An abandoned, starved wolf.

“... Like I said, no one cares about you but me — you can fight this idea all you want, but we both know it's true.”

It's wet, wet, hot, sticky, tight between SETH'S thighs — you didn't consider yourself a 'virgin', but when the smell gets stronger and sharper, even you need time to get rid of the veil of excitement that covers eyes in the basest way, looking at his strong thighs while red hair falls over his shoulders, revealing a view of the most handsome omega in your life.

“Therefore...”

His lips are scarlet, thin, beautiful, and when he bends over you, you can't feel the inarticulate delight and the misunderstanding that follows it, associated with the simultaneous desire to pull away from repeated unusual stimulation and the desire to take this stimulation, grab by the hair and breed until it becomes clear that you will need a joint nest, in which he will keep the puppies while you fill him again and again.

Over and over, until his belly is rounded.

This is wrong.

His legs are slender and strong, ideal so that you don't have to do anything while SETH is able to at least move his knees — but you are sure that if you just wrap your hands around his hips and squeeze, you will get much more pleasure and delight, hammering into him with the basest this is wrong in a way.

It's the smell of omega. Definitely the smell of omega.

You yourself can't feel like this for him — for omega, who first marked you, then pursued you for many years and now, finally getting a chance, immediately pounced like an overexcited wolf, to such an extent that you can see the juice flowing down his thighs, although you are sure that even he does not realize it himself, considering it nothing more than a 'punishment'.

“... let me take care of–”

Of course you will.

Everything happens in the blink of an eye — the water, the sand, astonished expression on his face and how it takes you no more than a couple of minutes to find yourself in a deliciously tight heat, from which his claws immediately scratch your hands holding him on his back until it bleed, but nothing in him tries to escape, even if SETH growls mixed with purring, choking on words as you snuggle tighter, allowing something more animal, dirty to take control.

You smell of life, passion, sex — 'the very sex from which children are born', the very life that gave rise to mortals, and you know that you have something to fill this womb with.

When his cheeks are covered with a bright blush, reminiscent of the shade of his eyes and hair; you can't help but reach out to burrow into his neck, not caring about the sand that is wrapped around your ankle — and not caring about the aggressive imperiousness with which SETH squeezes you while sharp fangs bite your lips almost to the point of blood, greedily kissing, almost devouring.

If you leave me again, I'll find you and kill you.

#.spicy♡ #❖.my jewelry #🥮 — ennead #✉.seth #🧸.yandere au #🧸.omegaverse au #🧸.unhealthy #🧸.blood play #gender neutral reader #cw dark content #seth x reader #top reader #ennead smut

[missmagooglie]

911 Fic links + Tag List

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WIPs:

🔮Practical Magic AU Fic Tag

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Completed Fics (links to AO3)

How Long Do You Wanna Be Loved? ('Cause I'm Never, Never Givin' You Up) Omegaverse Buddie ft. Eddie fighting to get Christopher back from his parents Fic Tag

Welcome Home Eddie/Shannon/Buck PWP ft. breakfast burritos

Ain't No Big Deal (It's Innocent) Pre-Canon Firefam ft. Didn't Know He Was Bi Buck

Such Sweet Suffering Pre-Canon Connor/Buck (PWP with one-sided feelings)

CNC Buddie ft. Consensual Non-Consent Kink

What Goes Up Genfic platonic coparenting Buddie ft. Buck's roller coaster trauma (canon compliant hiatus fic between S4 and S5)

#how do i fanfiction? #oops i accidentally fic'd #pinned post

[howdoyousleep3]

Mama K,

I’ve been listening to a lot of interview-style podcasts and thought it would be fun to ask you some questions about your blog. Feel free to answer none or all of them, I’m just fascinated.

• When you first started your blog, did you intend to build up a master list of different stories and/or characters? Or was it just for fun / to be a part of the fandom?

• Is there any story you wish had gone a little differently / aspects of characters you wish you could change looking back at it?

• What is your favorite fic you’ve ever written?

• Are there any new characters/versions of Steve and Bucky you’d like to write some day or would like to see someone write? Maybe another pairing you’d like to try out some day?

• Which characters are you most proud of creating?

(With most of these questions, I had stucky in mind, but feel free to elaborate on any fics you’ve written.)

Thank you for sharing your work with us and creating such an awesome little universe. Sending lots of love to you and your fam.

-🧸

🥺 Wait, this is so sweet. I can't believe you want to know these things! 🥺

When you first started your blog, did you intend to build up a master list of different stories and/or characters? Or was it just for fun / to be a part of the fandom?

I created my blog like...a year after I started posting to Ao3, so I didn't really have any intention of creating masterlists or different characters or stories or anything. I just thought it was fun to finally talk to people who had the same interests as me and were interested in reading things I would write. I had no idea how to "properly" Tumblr, haha, but I had fun and just went with it.

Is there any story you wish had gone a little differently / aspects of characters you wish you could change looking back at it?

If I had the time to waste, I would 100% rewrite like it's the only thing you'll ever do from start to finish. It was my first jump into omegaverse and I kind of rushed to finish it. I hate the way I wrote it with it jumping between time/tense. I love that story, but I just wish I would have done so many things differently.

(i lowkey think everything i wrote until like...a year ago to be super cringey, but...i'm harsh on myself lol)

What is your favorite fic you’ve ever written?

Oh gosh, that's hard. I read back things I write and I can't believe I'm the one who did it. 😅 I'm really proud of you won't want for nothin', boy, but for you i kinda want to, and grassroots. I'm really proud of the Kinktober fics I posted this last time around too.

Are there any new characters/versions of Steve and Bucky you’d like to write some day or would like to see someone write? Maybe another pairing you’d like to try out some day?

I have a few stories in my WIP folder that feel special and that I'm drawn to. I really love the idea of a Dom/Sub AU. I have part of one written in that universe. I'd like to write darker things I think, things that aren't really in the Daddy Universe, haha.

Which characters are you most proud of creating?

Definitely a tie between Daddy Steve and Baby Bucky and Senator and Intern.

Thank you so much for caring about me and asking me these questions! This was the sweetest. 🥺

#askK #writing asks #so sweet #teddy bear anon

[afterdark-krp]

☽ hello, from the after dark admin team,

❝ we are looking to officially open come the weekend providing we have enough interest to do so. the current target is 15 applications! so if you're interested in joining us, don't be shy to get your application sent in. after dark is an abo roleplay with an spn element, in a gen au setting! we offer members the chance to play omegaverse with our own unique spin [ the inclusion of a vampire species, as well as a variation of shifters ] while retaining the gen setting that many are so comfortable with. give us a shot!

current applications 15/15 ❝ [ aespa ] yu jimin aka karina ( 🐳 whale ) beta shifter ❝ [ ateez ] park seonghwa ( ⛩️ shinto shrine ) omega shifter ❝ [ itzy ] hwang yeji ( 🐲 dragon head ) omega vampire ❝ [ nct ] johnny suh ( 🐱 kitty face ) alpha shifter ❝ [ nct ] lee taeyong ( 🐾 paw prints ) omega shifter ❝ [ omega x ] moon jehyun ( 🌙 crescent moon ) omega shifter ❝ [ oneus ] lee seoho ( 🍒 cherries ) omega vampire ❝ [ seventeen ] lee chan aka dino ( 🦦 otter ) alpha shifter ❝ [ shinee ] lee taemin ( 🦃 turkey ) alpha shifter ❝ [ stray kids ] hwang hyunjin ( 🍷 red wine ) alpha vampire ❝ [ txt ] choi beomgyu ( 🧸 teddy bear ) omega shifter ❝ [ txt ] choi soobin ( 🐇 bunny ) alpha shifter ❝ [ txt ] choi yeonjun ( 🦊 fox ) omega shifter ❝ [ txt ] kai kamal huening ( 🐧 penguin ) alpha shifter ❝ [ txt ] kang taehyun ( 😂 crying laugh ) beta shifter

current reservations

#update #admin notice

[f3arl3ss]

HOW TO SEND ME A REQUEST

this blog is made especially for times when i just want to post bullshit but consider this post if you plan to enjoy a request on the @cutiedwaekki account (aka my main account)

First things first , what i do NOT write

Death feederism

Vore

Rape

Any BDSM stuff

toxcis relationship

Angst (the plot may have an angst part but I like to write stories with a happy ending)

Wg stuff on an underage idol (for example I refuse to write about Niki from Enhypen, newjeans etc...)

Now what i do write :

feedrism (obviously)

Mpreg

Hybrid au

Omegaverse

Rapid wg

Realistic wg

Magical wg

Burp

Breaking furniture

Tight clothes

Wg denial

and more ...

For the groups , even if i'm mostly used to write on skz , i can do write for any other groups !!

Mainly for boygroups i'll focus on :

Straykids

Ateez

Txt

Seventeen

Nct

And for girlgroups :

Twice

Loona

Here i gave my perception with the jars of kink with what i appreciate and what i don't

The "?" mark are for those that depend on the context or I don't know if I like it or don't like it

but for those who don't have a precise idea, I offer you a concept based on emoji, it is possible to send it an emoji lskte according to their meaning so that I can write according to your request!!

So for example if i got a reques with 🧸☀️👔

That'll mean a fluff imagine with an happy end and thight clothes I don't know if I'm making it clear, if necessary, don't hesitate to ask!! see here the possible emoji !!

☀️ = happy ending

🧸 = fluff

🔥 = smut

☁️= angst

👔 = tight clothes

🍔= stuffing

🐷= massive wg

🐱=hybrid au

❤️ = first love au

🩷 = enemies to lover au

🧡 = friends to lover au

💻 = office au

🍞 = bakery / restaurant au

💙 = wg denial

🩵 = fake dating

💜= etablished relationship

🐡=wg denial

And if necesary just add somes element like AU or ship you want ♡

Now i'm wakting for all your requests ;)

#cdrandomtalks #request

[lavendersuh]

#TOO MANY UNFINISHED FICS #i’m uhhh leaning toward the omegaverse ones aha #LMAOOO #anyways pls lmk #don’t be shy reply to this or send me asks abt these #em talks #polls

[darlingpwease]

𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠

𔓘 unhealthy behaviour (obsessiveness, possessiveness, clinginess, kidnapping, dependence), dommale elements, pet names ("gege"), dark au, mention of nesting & heat, mention of sex (heavy petting), mention of killing; reader x xie lian, omega!xie lian

ᥫ᭡ You didn't know how long you had been living in this small, cute house with Gege — and where you lived before you met your Gege, who loved white clothes, cooked poorly, smiled like the midday sun, never cried and was not at all the omega who could have anyone but you. Not only because he said that he didn't even have plans to have anyone other than you in his life, but because you saw that Gege wasn't looking for anyone, didn't hold his eyes on anyone; even if he was gentle to children and if he ever wanted to have a puppy, it was clearly that he wasn't going to get an alpha for this — you understood perfectly well why.

Although you haven't self-presented yet and weren't going to guess what your role in gender society would be, you understood that he would only be with you. That you will definitely grow up, get married and will have a lot of happy and married days.

You can't not. He's your Gege, after all.

ᥫ᭡ Your Gege smelled richly tender and a little like blood, a completely incongruous fragrance, — but you've never smelled anyone expect him for more than five minutes, so you didn't know how normal it was. Something in your head is throbbing with the obsessive thought that he smells wrong, he should smell wrong, he smelled completely different before, but you have nothing to oppose — you don't remember that his smell was different, but you know it.

According to Gege, you smelled like milk and his favorite food "even when he was like you," but you always brushed him off; even with your little socialization, you know that people can't smell like a 'specific food', and he only teases you without malice, as he loves to do, affectionately saying that you look 'like a little steamed bun' or peeking at what you're cooking, purring and squinting when you tell him to leave the kitchen.

You know that he can — is able — to cook well (after all, you somehow survived before you were old enough to cook yourself), but for some reason his food looks terrible all the time, and you can't name the reason, but can feel it in your heart. At least he can do physical work like fixing a house or a fence — and you want to say that you didn't decide to live with him just to be a servant, but you can't say this with certainty. You don't remember why you decided to live with Gege — it seems you've always lived with him.

Maybe you were with Gege from the very beginning?

ᥫ᭡ Your Gege is tall, flexible as a vine and his hair is so long that you could get tangled in it. His skin is soft and pleasant, even if his palms are slightly rough, and his pretty, scarlet lips, like cherry blossoms or drops of blood (maybe that's why he smells like blood?), look like a brushstroke that was left because of how adorable he looked on a beautiful, handsome face. Your Gege looked the way anyone would want to look, no matter if it's omega, beta or alpha. Your Gege has slender long legs, moderately broad shoulders, black peach eyes and a thin waist, and even if he gently teases that you will grow up to be even more rare magnificent, you know that the charm of your Gege makes even flowers be ashamed of their imperfections. If Gege wanted to, he could ascend and become the god of flowers — you are not sure if this is how it works, but if heaven did not give such beauty to someone great, then they are definitely blind. Your Gege laughs gently and says that 'Heaven has already given him the best gift', and if it were necessary, he would give everything, but not this "jewel", — and you understand who he means, but pretend that you don't. In the end, you know that you have no one but him, just as he has no one but you.

But he doesn't need to say it — even if he looks like a bunny, you know he's a cunning predator, like a weasel or a ferret. However, even in spite of his nature, you know that he cares about you, and probably cared even before you came, when you remember how you first saw your house — a memory from which your memory begins.

Everything around is like a perfectly modeled paradise for you — living in a comfortable, small house, with a beloved, gentle Gege, with trips to the city from time to time and the opportunity to do anything, since people don't go that far, while if you want to see more, then your Gege is always ready to get up and to follow you. It's like a flower garden in which you were the most luxurious and beloved, the only flower, while your Gege was a gardener who adored you to such an extent that he would do anything to make you bloom.

You want to tell Gege that he is the most charming for you, but he already knows it. After all, you haven't seen anyone for so long and often to tell if there is someone better. But something tells you that this is absolutely impossible — as if he was an absolute that others dare only look up to. If he called himself beauty number two, no one would be able to call themselves beauty number one. Gege says — with complete confidence, almost doom, with a sparkle in his matte black eyes, — that if he calls himself "handsome", then his face will burn with shame of brazen falsehood at the sight of you.

That is why, — he whispers, kissing the top of your head, as if cradling when you hide face in his chest, — the most beautiful things should be hidden.

You don't quite understand "why", but react to gentle purring, letting yourself be hidden in his clothes, smelling of him. even if the sleeping place is hard, Hege is soft and a little warm, and when you are in his hands, you feel as if the whole world is holding you, although he only gently purrs that you are his "whole world".

Just in case, you whisper that he is also your jewel and prettiest flower.

ᥫ᭡ Gege smells sticky, sweet, tender; his hair is wet and tangled, and even his scarlet lips look even brighter and more beautiful, as if soaked in blood, with a slight mist of blush on his cheeks, while his peach black eyes are like an abyss into which no one can help falling, seeing him so tender, so sensual, so... tempting. You can't — at least not now — be able to respond to courtship, not when the smell of milk is still subtly enveloping your body, but Gege doesn't mind at all, hoarsely whispering in the semi-darkness of the small, sweet house that everything is fine as long as you are around, don't go anywhere without him.

You will never you dare, of course, but when you bring him jugs of water, feeling the heat of his flexible soft body, you feel at home. His nest is elegant, not very full of soft things, but it "always has the most necessary" — you.

Even when his skin is so hot, like an oven, you feel so calm and good in his arms, burying your nose, as if hiding from the whole world. Gege's hands are gentle, with palms slightly roughened from frequent work, and you only purr that you have the best Gege in the world, your omega is the best, while he buries his nose in your hair, cooing inaudibly, pressing you to his flexible, wet body, but not at all to the "thirsty" or "in need of an alpha", as you have sometimes heard about omega leaks somewhere on the street — Gege is ruddy, bright-smelling, beautiful, but so homely and... ordinary, only becoming even more clingy and unwilling to leave the nest, and this is the only time when you do not go and leave offerings in front of a small temple for the "dear deity who guards this place."

You hope that the deity will not be too offended, looking at how your usually gentle and calm Gege whines that "you are too cruel" when you have to come out of his nest and bring water and light snacks, because you are an ordinary person and because everything inside the nest smells so much of him that you are afraid not to will he die of dehydration. You don't know how to handle omegas, but you are sure that "as long as Gege is good, everything is right". Gege only purrs that he only needs you to make him feel good when his long, elegant, eternally cold fingers cling to your clothes, looking at you with the gaze of a sad bunny, but your decision is unchanged.

You still bring some gifts to the deity, fearing that your Gege has messed up something again and you should at least remind from time to time that you are grateful to this deity and appreciate their protection.

And when you leave, you definitely feel better.

ᥫ᭡ The smell of Gege is thicker, richer, brighter, bloodily bright when blood flows from his elegant, white, long fingers — fortunately, not his, but even if it were his, you would take care of the wound and would stay on his chest before he wakes up.

You would a little like it to be his blood, because sometimes your Gege is so perfect that you want a little more human qualities from him,

especially when he gives you a gentle, adoring smile again, and his lips are even brighter than even the blood of the body lying on the rain-smelling, dark grass someone. This happens sometimes — even though you live in the forest, it only means that there are even more predators here. Gege gently purrs that you both should not go to the city for perhaps another month — who knows where else these creatures are hiding? it's not safe — and it's not that you're disappointed, having already bought everything you need... but you know that your Gege is doing it for you.

Every year there are more and more of them, like weeds in the garden, but Gege only gently tells you not to think about it, although you more than clearly see that the older you get and more often appears in cities and villages, the more of them. Gege sometimes allows you to go for things yourself to the nearest village, where not only passing merchants often stop, since the village is conveniently located with a road leading to the center, but also other rabble, and you can more than connect the point "they see me" and the point "they began to appear more often in our part of the forest." However, Gege, although omega, is not like ordinary omega at all — he always hides the bodies himself, although never comes back full or with meat, so you prefer to think that he feeds other beasts or does something else. You don't really want to know.

In the village, you heard about a case where omega endured violence from his spouse for a long time and eventually scratched out their eyes and chewed their throats, and whatever Gege did with the body, you just hope that it won't affect you. Of course, you do not commit violence against him, but your future spouse is not an "ordinary" omega, who can only endure until he explodes. Of course, you have never seen him explode, but you are sure that this will not be normal, and he will certainly commit one or two particularly serious crimes, which are whispered about from time to time in cities — you do not quite understand what it is, but you are sure that it will not be very good. Just in case, you regularly bring him flowers and cook food much better — Gege seems to think it's a little silly, but very cute, and hides head in your neck, purring that whoever you turn out to be, he will become your omega husband.

You are not self-presented in any way, although you no longer smell of milk and have definitely grown up, even matured rather, and Gege now puts his head on your chest, unlike how he hid you on his chest, like a parent hides his cub from danger. However, he continues to bring crowns of flowers and gently pulls your name, depending on how you take care of the household, still much better than him. Of course, he also contributes to your small household with a vegetable garden and a plan to build at least a chicken coop, but still prefers to spread out on the wooden hem, looking on how you work, and you can't blame him, seeing his happy face, like he's a pet that's been petted and is now resting.

(purrs plaintively when your hands slide over his chest, but you only coo him to relax when another flower appears on delicate neck, too contrasting with the color of his skin, just like the one that appears a little lower, then to the right, a small inflorescence on stomach, small bouquets on sides, scarlet spots on wet slippery trembling thighs, an ecstatic squeak when your lips descend lower, and his legs try to hide, but you only squeeze his knee tightly — and let him squirm while his legs wrap around your head, draining him even before the start to ease his desperate need and hunger.)

Perhaps you spoil omega too much, who has not even become your husband yet, but for some reason you always want to pamper him, as long as you remember yourself.

Perhaps you are just a good spouse from birth, huh?

cw blood, amnesia, poly relationship

ᥫ᭡ Red flowers always grow around little house. You often bring them to the deity, thanking for protection; the deity never responds, but you are still calmer and happier, as if the very knowledge that someone is guarding you inspires you — just like the sight of red flowers, almost as scarlet as the lips of Xie Lian, your mate, who picks up garbage, likes to dig in the garden and builds a chicken coop where you can then put the chicks, and also repairs the fence and the house, purring that he should prepare if you turn out to be a non-beta. You don't think that you will turn out to be a non-beta, but don't say anything, gently rubbing Xie Lian's back and not resisting when he offers to massage your, enveloping you with a gentle, slightly mettalic scent that has already become your favorite and so native that you can't imagine that there was a more attractive fragrance in the world.

The stranger in red smells of sweet datura — a fragrance that is so rich and bright that it could be used for demonic dual cultivation, but it envelops you so naturally, as if it is focused only on you. He has shiny black eyes, as if absorbing any sunlight that gets into them, and a carelessly woven black braid with a thin scarlet ribbon, the look of which is too familiar, but you don't understand why — and you haven't been so stupid and naive for a long time to say things like "I probably saw it somewhere on the market", because the way it is cut and decorated is too reminiscent of your way. His skin is white, too white for a person in any state of health except death, but his lips are peach-colored, curved in a mischievous smile with a hint of tenderness.

You don't see the point in asking if you know each other when the cheekily sweet fragrance becomes brighter at his playful approach, although you see how his body trembles slightly.

San Lang. My name, — if Xie Lian's smile is like the sun, then he rather resembles the devil, with this gentle youthful aura and the sparkles of the imp in his eyes, — but I'm much more interested in yours.

And before you have time to answer, he continues, trembling slightly, with pent-up delight, looking at you as a deity, although a devilish smile does not leave his thin, gently peach lips:

Let me guess, though.

Xie Lian, your sweet, gentle omega, has always told you that no one but him knows about you, — jewelry should be kept from others, — but in San Lang's eyes, a veil of pure adoration shimmers like black pearls in the light, especially when he tilts his head, and the familiar-looking earring gently follows this movement, caressing unnaturally white skin, like a drop of blood — the same as Xie Lian's bright scarlet lips.

I'm sorry; did I scare you? I just live in the city, — the son of a merchant family, — so I often saw you. Don't you remember me? You often come to our store.

Do you?

We could take a walk before my family starts looking for me, right? After all, I don't bite, so you have nothing to be afraid of, right?

Despite all the playfulness, you hear nervousness, and you can't find the strength to refuse, knowing that Xie Lian knows about your possible long absence and is probably busy outside the house right now. Maybe you just inhaled too much of its smell, leaving a taste in your mouth, and maybe it just seems to you when you feel the familiar bloody notes of fragrance through the sweet dope. Maybe it just seems to you that omega is too passionate about you and trusting even for someone who left the city for the first time and ended up in the forest, and is too playful, even if unmarried and not marked by anyone. You're not sure how normal it is when an omega tries so desperately to snuggle up and purrs something, more just keeping up a conversation than trying to develop it, enjoying your company the way a fish inhales oxygen in water after a long stay on land.

You're not stupid, though. Perhaps you are not very experienced, but you are not stupid, especially when he looks at you as a deity, and his gaze is too reminiscent of Xie Lian's gaze when he thinks that you do not see, not taking his unblinking eyes off you, as if afraid that if he does not see you and you do not give voice then you will disappear, go away like the morning mist.

And the fact that Xie Lian does not grow up; and the fact that you do not remember anything before coming to your "home"; and how you and he bring offerings to an unknown deity; and how white San Lang's skin is, but his gaze burns harder than a burnt hand that you have never burned in your memories.

The small child who fell from the wall; royal colors, like a kaleidoscope, with a sunny smile and a sword made of peach wood; clothes so bright that it's almost uncomfortable, but as long as he's around, everything is fine. Two faces, like a blurred image in a puddle. You don't remember anything before you were brought in and told that he's your family now, and you're not sure you want to know. Maybe there are things you don't need to know.

A small child. Red eye. Blood. A lot of blood.

The little lump on your chest, not understanding what's wrong with you, but trying to do everything.

When blood flows from your body, it doesn't hurt that much.

San Lang's lips taste like ripe cherries.

I don't think Xie Lian will mind.

You think that the omega story may have been more true and probable than you thought.

Perhaps you should find more flowers.

Oh, are you picking flowers for him again? Can I help?

For some reason, now you understand where the bodies went, who defended territory and why scarlet flowers bloomed around everything.

I don't know what you're talking about, my darling.

#.spicy♡ #🥮 — heaven official's blessing #✉.hua cheng #✉.xie lian #🧸.omegaverse au #🧸.yandere au #xie lian x reader #hua cheng x reader #heaven official's blessing headcanons #cw omegaverse #cw dark content #gender neutral reader #dom reader #omega character

[darlingpwease]

My lovely wife you giving me ideas and thinking about imagining Yandere and omega Leon how breed bull he looks

hihi souffle~!!! <333 kith kith<33333

king's favourite

♡ unhealthy behaviour, animalistic behaviour, alternative universe, family making, mention of violence + blood, he has not yet lost powers, forced relationship if you squint, reincarnation themes if you squint; transmigrator!reader (or just isekaid), alpha-like beta!reader

♡ breeding / unprotected sex, rough treatment, nipples play (g.), blood play (r.), womb fucking if you squint, cum inflation if you squint, (spicy & messy)

How did they teach you there? "Get into the situation, understand and forgive"? "There is a spark of goodness in everyone"? "You just have to be patient"?

"We have to wait and everything will get better"?

You waited — many times — and even when you found yourself here, in your own body with several modified features; thought "at last I will live well, nothing is scary after death, I can start again," clinging to the chance to survive is not out of desperation at all, but from the fact that you have already seen similar situations before, using your skills and knowledge mixed with the underdevelopment of the surrounding world.

You don't know what happened here, — you don't want to know — but you're sure it makes you feel better.

After all, you, prepared by the modern world and by some incomprehensible effect caused by changes in your body, are ready for anything as long as your blood flows in your body. Undoubtedly, it is unusual for you in this new world, with these 'alphas', 'betas', 'omegas', only some deltas and gammas are missing, and already five letters from the greek alphavite have been collected, but you get used to it.

You're really getting used to it.

You are lucky to be an unremarkable beta, without this strange smelling dynamics, with these incomprehensible exchanges of smells and even stranger features — like a knot??? womb??? bite glands??? — and questionable courtship.

But no one seems to fall in love with betas.

And then you met him.

If you knew in advance that the betas, it turns out, are also quite attractive for some reason, then you would run as fast as you could from him and from his subordinates — but then you really thought that nothing would happen, "the worst thing is death". And it's not that what happened to you, when violet eyes collided with you and shone like billions of stars, was worse than death.

“Finally.”

But when the only thing you can do is agree, knowing perfectly well and seeing that your refusal means nothing if the 'king of Dark Fall' chose you. In the end, you were nothing more than a charming pet that was chosen from thousands of the same, probably even more beautiful and exciting — but for some reason it was on your figure that the purple eyes stopped and froze, with dilated feline pupils, when a strong slender hand grabbed your wrist, not letting you move away, in front of eyes an equally shocked environment, scorching at you rather than at him, asking themselves 'why are you' than 'what does his behavior mean'.

“Leon,” — he whispers hoarsely, squeezing your hands, not trying to penetrate your personal space, but also not letting you move away, glaring with such a burning gaze that your heart is beating loudly in throat from noisy fear and dull excitement caused rather by adrenaline and that strange aura of power around his body that you can't not react. — “My name. Don't forget it. You're mine now — I chose you.”

From his words, head is slightly dizzy, — or is it from a strange smell that surrounds his body, as if shouting to you that you have a handsome strong mate in front of you? — but you can only nod, realizing that resistance will lead to nothing. You have often seen this in fanfiction, you know what to do — and although this is not a dating simulator or anything like that, you are sure that the actions are not too different.

His eyes dig into your every feature, as if trying to get under your skin, while his hands imperiously but gently squeeze yours, intertwining long fingers with yours, restlessly squeeze and unclench.

A handsome and young aristocrat takes a person from the street as a lover? Isn't this the plot of Cinderella?

You must even be 'lucky' — food, bed and a handsome powerful person who seems to be passionate about you and enough free time. Even if you really are nothing more than a pet, doesn't that mean that you only need to perform your role well and manage your limited time wisely?

You must even be lucky — you think thoughtfully when blood drops on your cheeks.

Someone else's blood, of course — you are too precious; a couple of drops that unintentionally reach your skin while any sounds get stuck in throat. Not that your role is anything more special than a simple 'pet' — but even so, the reaction seems... excessive.

“I'll rip out the hands of anyone who does that again.”

It's cold in the hall, unusually cold, while the blood drips down, staining the floor, forcing the servants to step back restlessly, not even trying to wipe something or help.

“Is that clear? I don't like to repeat myself in such things.”

It's not the right time to ask about a walk — and from the looks of the servants, you can be sure that none of them will even try to approach you in the near future.

“I know you don't remember much...”

LEON begins in a soft, almost timid voice when you squeeze his thigh, climbing between them, and he allows, pushing them apart, obeying every movement and desire, even if you see how his ears, face and chest burn with blush, feeling your respectfully shameless touch.

“But, actually... I... we...”

He hesitates, as if trying to figure out how best to convey this idea to you — but when you gently rub his swollen hard nipple, watching his mouth, LEON blushes even more, covering his face with his hand, while the second grabs your wrist, forcing you to leave it on him.

“... Do you like what you see?”

Purple eyes shine like a cat's in the dimness of the room — his body is soft but strong, with elastic slender legs wrapped around your hips in an almost unbearably tight grip, and sensitive soft skin that easily trembles under your fingers, squeezing it until red prints remain. His purring comes from the chest itself, spreading through the body in hot waves, leaving dryness in the throat from the sight of his full arousal and intoxicating delight of his face, when omega's hands grab the sheet, with wide eyes and rounded mouth watching his smooth belly fill up, unable to see how you push, drawlingly teasing unbearably unbearable unbearably slow, not at all like before, as if his whole body was dependent on you, demanding more, stronger, until everything inside him was torn and destroyed, gnawed to the heart that beating in ears from drunken delight with spots in front of eyes.

His whole body is nothing more than a taut string under you, allowing you to dive deep inside, feeling a strong squeeze and hearing soft sweet purring mixed with quiet submissive moans — only to find yourself locked in a steel grip with strong legs that do not even allow you to move even a millimeter, leaving you deeply buried in the most intimate part that he can bare for you, eager to become as vulnerable and naked as it was before. His whole body is nothing more than a temple that longs to be destroyed, defeated, claimed, and when his pupils dilate like the darkness around, leaving only the noise of breathing and the sounds of contact not just bodily, but something more intimate, he looks not like a 'cute shy omega', but something that it is ready to devour you and make you a part of itself — or to become a part of you, but it is absolutely not ready to remain separate.

“D-Do– you– l-like– what you–... feel?”

His body is nothing more than a cozy nest; the perfect place where you can leave the puppies, bury the hot seed with them deep inside, filling the pliable, ripe, fertile womb with your thrusts which are echoed by the pounding of heart in your ears, nuzzling his so sweet-smelling neck, the aroma of which is mixed with the smell of blood on your back caused by claws scratching skin and looking for even more more more smell, stronger, faster, more, don't stop, just don't stop — his tongue burns like poison, licking intoxicating blood in return for the way you drive into his fertile ready-made body, eager to be breed, fertilized, rounded from your puppy, future king of Dark Fall, who will find a place in his body in need of this.

His nails scratch your hands when his stomach is rounded again - not the same soft, but elastic, easily taking everything inside when you gently lift up, assessing his body, wet with juice, semen and sweat, while tears are still flowing over his beautiful face, with a perfectly rounded mouth and trembling hips, not trying to hide none of the embarrassingly sweet traces that leave a strange taste in your mouth - especially at the sight of his thin pink lips with traces of your blood that he licks, looking into your eyes with his drugged, but aware of everything, for the first time so aware of everything for all the time that you have seen him.

“Why do you... didn't bite? Neck...”

Bites on the nipple — hickeys on the neck — prints on the waist — nail marks on the thigh — bare clean neck wet with sweat.

“... Mine?”

The pupils look steadily into yours, as if not expecting this question, and you can see how he seems to wake us up from a drunken delirium, realizing everything around.

His chest rises and falls several times, as if only now LEON realized what had happened, and a glance at the mog is thrown at the sticky wet mess between his thighs.

But when he looks up again, you don't see anything there but frenzied devotion.

“Yours — and you're mine.”

A bite from something seems too right and true — just like the pulsating mark of his teeth on your neck.

And although you are a beta, — you do not have the same ability to fertilize as an alpha, — the sight of his belly filled with you excites some base feelings in you.

#.spicy♡ #🥮 — dark fall #✉.leon #🧸.yandere au #🧸.omegaverse au #🧸.breeding #🧸.rough sex #🧸.blood play #🧸.deep penetration #🧸.chest play #dom reader #top reader #yandere dark fall #gender neutral reader

[darlingpwease]

I wound about Yandere omega Xue Yang (from Mdzs and lets just act like he have never die)

fufufu 'I love my omegas unhinged, intelligent and obsessive', mm~?

every dog needs a master

♡ unhealthy behaviour, animalistic behaviour, suggestive themes, dommale elements, intentionally dirtier and bloodier writing, mention of blood + killing + torture + metaphors with animals; manipulative!reader & morally grey!reader implied

♡ sex during mating season, rough sex, brat taming, breeding implied, blood play implied

ωα XUE YANG is the omega that you would never in your life think 'my future husband' at the first and subsequent meetings.

That he is evil, that his fate is bad, that he carries misfortune, that he is problematic, that you will definitely regret it — yes; but that he will become your omega? Never. Marriage and a marks is not just 'love' and mutual obligations; this is an inter-clan event where you make not just 'three bows', but radically change your whole life, especially with omega, in whose eyes there is always a shine that has nothing generative or innocent in it, but destroying and cursed.

You knew from the very beginning with whom you were linking fate and life.

That didn't stop you from digging nails into his waist when fangs left a binding mark on his clean neck.

Do you love him? Rather 'yes' than 'no' — no matter what, it's hard not to like him, even if someone finds your tastes strange, especially with this difference between you. But you carelessly say, 'well, what's wrong with my husband being wild, obnoxious, loud, vindictive, rabid, distrustful, unhinged, jealous, territorial, possessive and clingy? I love him, even if every omega and omega-like beta is afraid to approach me, including when he is not around!' — and what can anyone say to that if you already see perfectly well who your omega husband is?

In the end, you chose him no matter what; you responded to his advances and nursed him, you extended your hand to him, you allowed him to spend his heat with you and leave an itchy bite on your neck, which he is happy to update regularly.

To believe in 'kinship of souls' or 'destiny' is painful, even if this is clearly what XUE YANG is trying to tell you, smiling sweetly and making eyes at you, but your omega is so fascinating and pretty as murderous and jealous, as if all charm is outrage at the damage caused by the absence of any morality, — except that where you, like the owner, take him away and forbid.

It's even more surprising only when he agrees with you, snuggling up to your side, rubbing against you, leaving an aggressively territorial smell on your body and clothes, and promising that he won't do that anymore... At least you don't see any signs that he's doing it again. You don't believe in 'the power of love' or 'the power of kindness' — but when the leash is pulled, the dog goes; and even if "another case of how alpha tamed a rabid omega!", you're just smiling, not agreeing and not refuting. In the end, 'domestication' implies complete submission due to long and constant pressure, from which the animal becomes harmless and calm; but can you call your omega submissive and calm, and, moreover, 'harmless'?

You can't even call him 'not dangerous', let alone 'harmless' for interacting with anyone — but you don't need it; watchdogs should be aggressive and cruel, and since your sweet smiling husband behaves with you as with the greatest jewel, which anyone can't talk about if a person wants to stay with their eyes, and a long conversation with who will only lead to cutting off the tongue, then you are more than ready to accept and show understanding, like a pure celestial seeking to cleanse a vicious soul from a dark sediment, showing the wild omega the charm of being a delicate flower for his alpha.

... Who is safer to leave puppies with? Who to rely on if hard times come? Who will be better able to serve you arrows during the attack, follow you during the escape and handle your wounds after the battle?

Of course, you could have chosen a meek and gentle omega, with whom you would be safe and calm while they dutifully served you — but you were chosen by the most aggressive and desperate omega, promising to be the most perfect for you (even if he had to kill all the others so that you had no choice), and you chose him — voluntarily.

And this is important.

The dog chooses the only owner, entrusting his life and future to them, but it is the owner who chooses what to do with the dog. Never the other way around. And if you don't want the dog to cling to your throat and chew through your chest, then you have to hold it so tightly that it can't even move.

“I won't let you go.”

It's mutual.

ωα XUE YANG is very jealous — and possessive. Your scent is always on his body as well as his on you; to the extent that others no longer remember which of the two of you smells. XUE YANG doesn't care how vulgar it may look when the mixture of his and your fragrance doesn't leave body, especially if your fragrance is something 'atypical' and causes a certain reaction among omegas and alphas — he wears it as an achievement, as a trophy that has traces all over his body; starting from kisses and hickeys and ending with bruises and scratches — he is untamed, but you are ready to make attempts to refute this, treating him like a wild dog who does not want to understand where his place is, even knowing that he will never really stop trying to get out of these boundaries and will regularly try to bite through the leash to attack and feast on you.

The relationship with him does not have any definite 'end' on the scale of progress, where you can finally relax, knowing that he will not break out anymore — and if you kept him from escaping, it would be much easier, but to keep him from not trying to own you and be the only one who is in your life is much more difficult and problematic. XUE YANG has no 'moral boundaries' — life has taught him that — and knows that what he has will not necessarily be his forever.

He can't let anyone else have you.

And when his sharp fangs playfully bite you just to lick right away, you can only wind his hair around your fist, letting him feel that you are always ready to push him away as soon as he crosses the border and causes pain.

A few demonstrations are enough for him to learn at least this — even if you can freely bite his neck and shoulders until they bleed, especially when you press him firmly against the bed, wall or floor, leaving a mark on his neck, from which small drops flow down, although you can understand from the trembling in his body that his more what suits it, even if he continues to tease tease tease

ωα XUE YANG used to rely on the smell. In a world where any fragrance has a meaning and a source, and there is nothing 'superfluous', his sense of smell has always been especially sharp and tenacious, catching even those notes that others are unable to catch.

"Intuition" says someone; "stinks" echoes XUE YANG hoarsely when he feels someone else's smell on your body, even if he just entered the room smelling of incense after you took a bath. You don't know how he does it — it's like his nose is even more sensitive, but not at all the way people think; he does not need to feel a literal smell, he feels something even more subtle, as if there is something else in someone else's fragrance that touches his receptors and finds a response in his body and brain.

The whole world is a huge garbage dump for him, the stench in which is unbearable, no matter if he is in a slum or in some noble society where they take a bath three times a day — and you?

You smell like the cleanest and most desirable thing in the world.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was your smell that blew his head off, because you smell so animal-like; not like a stray mutt or a street cat smells, but something that triggers something primal and natural in him, making everything inside him want to plunge into you, get under the skin and stay forever.

When the bottom of his stomach almost painfully pulls, although his heat is still a few weeks away, XUE YANG knows that you are somewhere nearby, even if he does not see you — body reacts to you with the most animal and irresistible impulse, and the fact that you seem so pure and unattainable makes him frantically try to become more worthy and to get higher, to become much better, much more decent — to get to you and bite into your neck, pulling you down after him.

When a cat climbs up a tree after a bird, it doesn't do it to fly like a bird does.

And when he presses against you again and again, inhaling your scent, wrapping his arms around you and squeezing tightly, you are sure that with the same success in his understanding you could be a half-dead mouse in the hands of a well-fed cat, over which the cat carefully puts sharp teeth, preparing to gnaw through the skin and leave a bleeding trail that does not a few more days will pass — his cute fangs are as sharp as a razor.

... Of course, XUE YANG doesn't consider you that way — especially when you hold tightly by the throat to the bed, almost suffocating him, looking down not with arrogance, but with authority, which at the same time makes him want to purr and obey and at the same time try to scratch your skin and make you look up at him.

Bad omega.

“Oh, really? I thought you liked this one, since you reek of some bitch again.”

... Xue Yang loves — adores — your scent and is ready to live forever surrounded only by it, taking your clothes and climbing into your arms.

But because of this, those moments when you smell of someone else excite in him the thirst for blood and possessive aspirations even more.

ωα XUE YANG doesn't build many nests before you start living together as spouses — in the end, he slept in your room much more often and returned to himself only if you insisted that you did not want even more rumors and damage to his reputation (as if the fact that he regularly flirts with you and behaves like a sunny arrogant spoiled darling while for everyone else he is a cruel heartless bully is not sufficient proof of his frank and shameless adoration) or yours (although here you are also sure that no omega will dare to take care of you after XUE YANG openly showed what will happen to the one who decides), but he obeys just to say capriciously the next morning that he doesn't want to go anywhere, teasing you.

But after you become a couple? Your whole room is filled with nests — your bed is one huge nest, in which he weaves around you like a vine around a strong tree, not letting go a millimeter from his strong embrace.

(Where are you going? To other omegas?)

Your clothes regularly turn out to be a building material, which is why you have to go to tricks and take away from his oldest nests — and although you are sure that this is nothing more than another of his tricks, especially when a hand is abruptly stretched out from there and drags you inside with a rather snide purr, you soon get used to it.

Even if you are more than aware of all his shortcomings, you cannot deny that the sight of him taking the form of a ball, wrapping around you like an affectionate cat, makes you want to stroke him and bask, ignoring the sharp claws and cunning glint in his eyes.

He is your husband, after all, and you have to take responsibility for him, even if sometimes he smells of blood much stronger than he should — but you are also working on this.

Or use it — in any case, you mostly accept it as it is.

ωα His heat is short, but strong, and if earlier you thought that he was wild, then during the estrus your main problem is to keep him under control and make sure that the claws and fangs are only where you are ready to have bruises, scratches and bites later.

And XUE YANG prefers the same way — wildly and rudely, so that the imprint of your hands remains around his neck while you force him to obey, pointing him to his place; and although in his normal state he is sensitive to the topic of whether they look at him from top to bottom, from bottom to top or as an equal, during the heat he does not mind at all that you do not give him any attempts to change his position — if you do not want to end up with a scratched chest, feel hot tongue licking drops of blood while he presses you firmly to the bottom of the nest, growling gutturally like a wild animal, while his claws dig into your skin, leaving marks.

He is more than in connection with his animal side and his ego is closer to the ego of a wild street dog, who is used to constantly checking his status and growling in attempts to change his position, even knowing that in response you can easily force him back to a state of submission — and from that, sharp fangs dig into the skin greedily and desperately, satisfying the desire to get enough of you before you have time to take away this intoxicating feeling, even if nothing prevents you from simultaneously indulging his desire to feel the right to have you and at the same time not giving him control, which, you know, will only lead to even more destructive things, since XUE YANG will never be satisfied until you are completely at his mercy — in such a right of possession in which the living cannot be.

... When you gently kiss his forehead, letting him lie calmly in front of you, receptive and defenseless, showing you his most vulnerable moments, giving himself completely to your hands and desires while his body is gently filled, finding pleasure in all-consuming hugs and touches, trustingly rubbing his nose against your neck or cheek, wrapping weak arms around your neck — for the first time, he can finally relax, entrusting himself and a sense of control to you, even knowing the risk he is taking.

And you know that this is your real husband, whom you married just for the sake of such moments.

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[darlingpwease]

Yandere omega Hualian who keep get rejected by they alpha but still made they nest just for them to comfortable

But imagine this Yandere Omega Hualian but Alpha have puppy with someone else how will they fell about that and what will they do

my dear puppy,

♡ unhealthy behaviour, animalistic behaviour, parenthood (variation with & without consanguinity), poly relationship, modern au for variation with consanguinity; single parent!reader

In fact, neither HUA CHENG nor XIE LIAN will have a problem with the fact that you already have a puppy / puppies. The fact that you reject their nest or send mixed signals will bother a lot more.

XIE LIAN in general has a strong 'parental instinct' and would like to have puppies someday, even if he needs time to agree to — if the 'puppy' is not an addition to you; in that case, XIE LIAN very quickly and smoothly immediately reaches the stage of 'let's raise a puppy together', accepting with everything you have, including a small (or not so) lump in your hands. After all, it's your puppy — and now it's the puppy of your entire pack of you and your two omegas, so it's natural that they adopt them and raise together, even if there is no blood relationship. Your puppy will easily get attached to someone like XIE LIAN, who easily manages to hide steel in silk, and, in the end, he builds soft nests and smells so delicious, making them feel so comfortable that soon the very idea of leaving him seems wrong — especially when you see that your puppy genuinely loves his and it's mutual. XIE LIAN doesn't mind your puppy at all and considers them his own, so why should you leave? Haven't you already found the perfect omega parent for your little cub?

HUA CHENG is even more flexible and relaxed in this regard — he is generally indifferent to the aspect of the presence or absence of puppies. Although, of course, if there is a puppy or if the puppy considers him a parent, then you will not be able to easily leave HUA CHENG — but he is generally not that type of omega. He wants to keep you close, not because you have 'nowhere else to go' or 'no one is letting you go', but because you don't want to leave yourself — if you see that he is so perfect, then why would you want to leave? This is much more reliable and will be a stronger anchor for you, because in other cases you can try to escape, having an opportunity, but when no one is better than him, then who can you go to? It's the same with a puppy — he didn't have good parents or a nurturing community, so his experience is literally molded on the basis of the behavior of you and XIE LIAN, but he really tries, combining his 'omega instincts that feels the milky smell of a cute puppy whose parent is now' and taking an example from XIE LIAN, who grew up in a loving and prosperous family and knows how to handle puppies, even if this is also the first time for him.

(in my opinion, in the omegaverse world, especially in the ancient one, the collective upbringing of all puppies is generally widespread, including those who are not related by blood, so no aspect of 'jealousy' for someone else's puppy or for the fact that you had someone is the exception rather than the rule; besides, in the end you are with them and you will stay with them, and the fact that you had someone before does not matter to the two of them, as long as they know that this 'someone' does not matter to you now.)

puppy with a blood relationship / is your biological puppy

XIE LIAN and HUA CHENG have nothing against the fact that your puppy has no blood connection with them — after all, it is now a puppy of your pack that you will raise together; when you are look for your little one and your omegas in different nests or when you bend down to the nest for a puppy only to be playfully dragged inside by one or two pairs of hands, you try to be careful in the future — but you still get caught over and over again.

XIE LIAN and HUA CHENG are often scenting the puppy and likes to sleep with them, either with you by their sides and with the puppy on your chest if possible — and they have no problems even if the puppy is very small and often wakes up at night or is generally anxious and restless and often needs the presence of others. For XIE LIAN, this experience is a study of his own parenting and how much he himself is ready and would like to give birth to another puppy for you if you wanted, while HUA CHENG is experiencing a mixture between getting the experience of parenthood and re-childhood, which he did not have.

In the end, the three of you raise the child as a common one, where he has one alpha parent and two omega fathers (a semi-playful 'who's papa who's daddy' is attached, but your puppy probably uses names along with letters from their name like daddy / papa lian / cheng and other variations depending on their pronunciation), and your puppy grows up in a more than happy and loving family even if he inherits some of their intense traits and attitudes towards you, especially if they are omega.

If you don't want to talk about the origin of the puppy or if about their parents, then they are fine with it — it doesn't matter what happened before, it's important that this is their puppy and you are now their alpha, since your puppy considers them his omega dads, which is especially important if your puppy is also an omega.

If you continue to communicate with the puppy's parent, they will be much more wary and jealous, even if they know that they should trust you. They are both quite possessive and are looking for regular confirmation from you as an alpha that they are only your omegas and that you are only their alpha, and it gets even worse when they feel that the omega with whom you once conceived your puppy is still in touch with you. HUA CHENG is much more open to direct aggression or belligerence, especially if the omega parent also has a heavy temper — and although HUA CHENG will not show you this, he will be more than sarcastic and annoyed at the sight of them. XIE LIAN, on the other hand, behaves outwardly more peaceably, keeping the thought that, after all, thanks to them, their pack now has such a sweet and cute puppy, but he will not particularly try to calm HUA CHENG, especially if he sees that your former partner is behaving 'wrong' — and not that he is at all wants to stop HUA CHENG...

puppy without a blood relationship

Explain to them from the outside why you have a puppy who never gets older than a certain age and considers you to be his only parent, not remembering either the past before a certain age or his second parent. You yourself are not sure how it happened, and whether what you unintentionally did is some variation of ghostly forces or the like, — but they are closer to the spirit than to the ghost, they like to cling to you, they never grow up and call you their alpha parent, and you don't mind at all, even if you can explain little to others.

Neither HUA CHENG nor XIE LIAN ask anything, however. Your puppy is cute and charming, and whoever they are, both omegas instantly adopt them and make them their puppy as well, treating them as a single puppy within the pack and easily calling themselves their parent, even if you may initially feel embarrassed by how easily they accepted this whole situation and your 'strange 'puppy.

But, whoever they are, your omegas are absolutely fine with you and your puppy, creating nests and willingly basking in them, cuddling with them and with you, considering themselves a full-fledged family.

You and your puppy are suspicious?... Maybe, but you are their alpha — you have always been, are and will be — and as long as that's the case, nothing matters.

in my opinion, if you have a puppy with another and you are happy with another, then they won't do anything about it.

of course, you expect HUA CHENG to remain flirtatious, and in modern au he may be the type who will still try to attract your attention, but they are more than respectful and understanding, especially if you are straightforward with refusal.

they will instantly return to you if you find yourself free again, though, but they will not intentionally break the family, even if HUA CHENG is characterized by the position of 'if someone is better, then there is nothing wrong with leaving for the better' — but he does not consider himself good enough for you because of the unstable self-esteem, while XIE LIAN is more than patient, although no less open in his intentions.

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[darlingpwease]

need some yandere omega Wei Wuxian and Mo Xuanyu

there are devils in still waters

I guess that means the period after wei wuxian's death, but if mo xuanyu is a separate character, then... well... you know where to find me >;333

♡ unhealthy behaviour (clinginess, non-consensual kissing, obsessiveness, possessiveness, manipulation & baby trapping if you squint), animalistic behaviour, omegaarchy world implied, mention of death [wei wuxian], mention of killing, mention of alcohol, mention of forced relationship if you squint, reader is raising wen yuan

ωα WEI WUXIAN is not the omega who is in close touch with his emotions, even despite his open and disobedient nature — even if his personality seems passionate, he is not inclined to analyze his emotions and tries to avoid any emotional pressure and heart-to-heart conversations, like the plague, until more emotionally sensitive people (only you) catch him; when they create an atmosphere in which it would be comfortable for him to try to deal with his emotions, which are more like an eternally bleeding wound.

He does not appreciate, does not understand and does not like his emotions, swinging like a pendulum, trying to use intelligence and a punchy character to close himself like a shield. Therefore, at first he runs. Not from you, of course — but WEI WUXIAN more than understands that he feels different next to you, that he wants to be even better and louder to attract your attention, that a shiver runs through his body when you touch each other, that his gaze is always looking for you and feels bitterness when you are with someone others, experiencing an almost obsessive desire to interrupt and hang on to you.

WEI WUXIAN conducts research — enters the personal space of others, asks one of his close friends to touch them more gently, compares the feelings of intimacy and communication with others compared to you, and compares compares compares — constantly keeping his finger on the pulse, trying to sort out his tangle of emotions when they become too obvious and intrusive, it's like the sound of drums, especially when you're so close that he can smell you and can see the delicate skin of the neck, which for some reason looks very tempting to bite it. When he purrs, snuggling up to you, feeling so blissfully safe and comfortable, rubbing his nose against your skin, or when your half-playful offer to stay in the nest — and for some reason it makes his throat dry up and his palms sweat.

There's nothing wrong with that — after all, you're a pack, and it's natural for a pack to be close to each other, right? Right? It is natural that he tries to leave smelling marks on you, bites you lightly without marks, clings to you, does not like when other omegas are around you and feels anger at the sight of your communication with others, especially if they think they can touch you. No! They can't! — and then hastily extinguishes this feeling in himself, trying to understand why they can't. It's not that you're a couple or anything — you're an alpha, and it's only natural that you'll have an omega one day. There aren't many alphas among cultivators, especially at your level, so you will inevitably get married one day and have a separate pack. But hey, that doesn't mean you're leaving him, does it? After all, you're friends– you're close friends, and you'll always be there for each other, right?

... When WEI WUXIAN drags you into your room, feeling your breath on his neck, blushing not only from alcohol, seeing you for the first time in such a relaxed and relaxed state in which you allow yourself to be defenseless, lying peacefully on his back, knowing that he will bring you to your room anyway and take care of the necessary things, fully trusting him — alphas are undesirable to drink alcohol, but you can't help but celebrate coming of age, after which you have the right to officially marry, — and WEI WUXIAN can't deny that his throat gets dry when he can't help but glance at you, feeling such an incomprehensible growing delight in his chest.

You really trust him, don't you? After all, who else besides him is so close to you, right?

Even if he is such a troublesome omega, you still tenderly look at him, accepting him as a member of your pack, although you could definitely find yourself a much better friend, after all, you are so amazing and inspiring, the most wonderful and necessary person in his life, — and when he gently puts you down on the bed, still feeling the alcohol flowing in his blood, but much more conscious than you, and you look so attractive and gentle, not at all like anyone in his life...

... Maybe, maybe it's not entirely his fault — when he presses against you with vulgar sounds from wet kisses, clinging, clumsily squeezing your lips with his, pulling away only to continue again, not understanding what he is doing, but looking for at least some way out of the devouring uncontrolled fire inside, even more spurring his hot itchy body to action, allowing himself to pull you along with him, almost suffocating from a strong grip, while he seemed to be trying to lick you, inhaling the intoxicating mixture of your smell with his, shamelessly purring from the long-awaited pleasure.

Next to you, it's so good, so hot — his hands can't help but slide over the fabric of clothes while he desperately presses his lips tightly to yours, feeling how alcohol starts hitting his head even harder from the heat, confusing thoughts, leaving only you you you as an obsession from which he has not been able to for several years get rid of him, his alpha, his pack, his partner — but when the thirst to merge with you sweeps through his body with heat, his mind immediately sobers up, realizing what he is doing, looking at you, breathing heavily, but understanding little — and WEI WUXIAN immediately jumps up, even if it makes his head spin, hurriedly bringing you to a more suitable state for sleeping and putting you to bed before escaping, locking the door behind him, with a shiver of excitement and disgust for himself, pressing his palm to burning itchy lips.

... WEI WUXIAN avoids you for a few more days, and although you understand that he is trying to put his thoughts in order, the fact that you do not understand what caused such a whirlwind in his soul confuses you much more — but you do not bother him, even if you catch the incomprehensibly confused looks of your mutual friends asking what to do about it; after all, seeing you separately, given that he used to be your free sticker, is... strange. But you just shake head, making it clear that everything is fine — whatever it is, he just needs time before he himself comes, having understood at least remotely his emotions and feelings.

And WEI WUXIAN is anyone but a coward, unable to take responsibility for his actions, even if his emotions have never been something he could control — when he appears in front of your door with a drooping, frightened look, nervously adjusting his sleeves and looking away, lowering his head; as soon as you invite him inside, he exhales directly tells you about the fact that he kissed you when you were drunk — and immediately after your reassurance that you were both drunk and this, well, sometimes happens to drunk people, almost immediately enthusiastically animatedly asks you for permission to court you, holding your hands with trembling, and in his brilliant eyes you see burning adoring myriads of stars, as if at a glance to the night sky.

And even your uncertainty does not scare him away — nothing scares him away and does not ruin him anymore when you do not push him away, but also do not try to give hope before, although seeing that he is a beautiful omega, without considering him in that sense. WEI WUXIAN has all the time in the world — and when his hot lips kiss your hands, looking with devouring adoration, while confidently purrs in a trembling voice that you are absolutely the best one, and no one will ever be better than you, because you are the only one who can be his mate, — you do not find the strength to push away.

ωα WEI WUXIAN is very wild and passionate when he stops running away from feelings, but meets them face to face — and although he was sticky before, it was never so intense and often; looking for any opportunity to wrap around you, cuddle, touch, bury, hug — anything while he can be as close as he craves, looking for physical touch, constantly sniffing and leaving soft marks on you, having quite straightforward intentions with how tenacious he is, but at the same time clearly tracking your boundaries, never stepping over them even if he gets carried away, carefully trying to constantly push your boundaries, but not putting him in an awkward position, even if he often says flirtatious sentences in the style of "let me warm your hands~" while it's summer outside.

And the fact that you are being cared for by an omega, especially one who, although undoubtedly attractive and good, was previously fixed in your mind as a 'pack member like beta omega only', can cause you vague feelings, especially when he tries to initiate more romantic gestures like being in the nest together, purring while he hides face in your neck or even more frequent and open flirtatiousness, shamelessly declaring to anyone who asks if you have an admirer that it is him, — and such a spouse as you, of course, will get to him, even if you shyly brush him off when he says such things, while he runs away with a playful smile, giggling, although you know that he will be back soon — and with pleasure bringing you small things and gifts, to such an extent that if he had a tail, you would see him wagging it.

A little wolf.

When WEI WUXIAN proudly straightens his chest and shoulders, playfully pouting like a peacock, proudly demonstrating to you his achievements of any kind, trying to impress, — but you know that any of your reactions, despite his seemingly carefree attitude, will be taken seriously and close to heart, looking for admiration from his beloved alpha; the fact that with you he becomes even more productive, motivated and efficient, only supports his whining about you being constantly around, forcing you to unwittingly indulge him again and again.

It's just melts your heart, making you almost shake your head in an affectionate gesture when he sticks to you again, gently biting — and stunned when you bite his neck slightly in response, although before that you only rubbed against him, leaving your smelling marks like any member of the pack or puppies. Perhaps you have never seen him so rosy when WEI WUXIAN looks at you with a completely dumbfounded look before touching your barely noticeable mark on his neck with a silly adoring smile.

... silly.

But that only makes him stickier, building nests and stealing your clothes — and there's not much you can do about it. But when you talk all night, hugging tightly, exchanging whispers and giggles, inhaling each other's scent and burying in hair, you are sure that you are happy.

ωα You don't know when it all went wrong — and why it should have gone wrong with the two of you.

The only consolation you could find was in each other, blindly clinging, letting him hide his face in your neck, looking for the presence of his alpha, as if he was not a brave and strong omega, but a tiny puppy looking for peace and security in your nest, even if your "nest" was your dirty clothes from which you created some kind of crooked nest while holding it in your hands, waiting for help, knowing that this is the only thing you can do.

You know that hating Qishan Wen Clan is not an option, — but how can you not, anxiously peering into Wei Wuxian's face while he lies, buried in your chest, trembling slightly, purring faintly from the feeling of your hands on his head, stroking his hair. To wait for help, hoping that they will have time; to believe that there is still just a little bit left, while your mind is trying to figure out how much time has passed, how soon time will pass, everything around you is suffocating you, why you should be in such a situation, why exactly he should have been in such a situation — when WEI WUXIAN whispers in a trembling voice how much he loves you and how wonderful you are and how sorry he is that you are in such a situation, stopping only when you hold him tightly, soothing him with a smell and soft bites, like an annoying puppy, although your own the body is no less wounded than he is.

And it doesn't get any better.

And WEI WUXIAN doesn't get any better — especially when his flexible, strong fingers dig into your shoulders, and everything that previously seemed right to him only leads to deterioration, from which he can only cling to you suffocatingly, like a blind puppy following a familiar scent — why can't you just love me?! — but instead of at least a hint of understanding of reality, you see only the flame of madness splashing in his pupils and a blind, devouring something that causes you to involuntarily almost tremble.

Why can't you not leave me? Why don't you want to make me your omega? Why don't you want to combine our nests into one? Why?! Why can't I be good enough?! Why do you need someone else?!

You have been together, — for several months now, — but you understand that it will not calm him down if you say this when he looks down from above, but does not attack, clearly fixing that you are you.

... Perhaps it's your fault that he doesn't feel truly loved by you, since he says this when everything around him is nothing more than bright spots. But you don't really have time to do something, it's when you take up arms, saving what you need — and saving him, even if he desperately says that he doesn't need protection, but once you say that you want to protect him, that it's your will, WEI WUXIAN... allows you to do it.

You know that demonic cultivation destroys from the inside — and that your omega, your too proud and accustomed to never show weakness omega, will never allow himself something that could at least show how fragile and soft he is from the inside until his mind and sanity becomes thinner than a single hair.

And even if you try to give him your clothes, make nests, let him know that you are near and that you believe and accept him by anyone, he will always be your omega, you see that something inside him is still struggling, as if undermining from the inside, and when his fingers dig into your skin, you can't do anything but pull it closer. And for the first time he feels good.

As soon as it's over, we'll do whatever you want. We can travel all over the world or settle down in a small house with a small garden and chickens — whatever you want. I will always be there for you.

I want that future too.

You want this future too.

You, like him, also want this future. The future is with him, with your common house, a common nest and a common small vegetable garden. Or travel the world as wandering cultivators, not tied to anything, but able to soar and stay like mandarin ducks.

“... You know that animals don't like me very much.”

“But you have me. And they have me.”

Yes.

Yes.

He's not the best at emotions, — you know that yourself — but he's sure he'll get better.

It will definitely get better.

You are like his perfect little world, his perfect safe haven, his soul mate, his only half.

“... If one day you're gone, then I don't need this life either. But if I'm gone one day, then wait for me, okay? I'll be back. I will always come back to you.”

ωα You love puppy Wen Yuan — and he obviously loves you no less, from the very first meeting, constantly clinging to you like your baobei did (although he preferred to put his hands higher), and even after you take him for yourself, for some reason feeling as if WEI WUXIAN himself took care of that it is you who will become the next parent of the little pup.

But even if he did, you have no one to ask about it.

Wen Yuan is a very calm and quiet puppy, but very clingy and needy — and you understand why; after all, he has survived too many events, and even if you build a huge number of fluffy nests with your smell (and an admixture of His smell — after all, He used your clothes so often that the fabric seemed to be soaked in His scent), constantly carry him with you and purr regularly, leaving smelling marks and rubbing his nose on his soft cheeks, Wen Yuan still hates being without you and does not like strangers, hiding behind you, not feeling himself at all safe in the first years, wrapping thin weak arms around your neck and leg, being safe only in your arms.

But you don't mind at all, finding solace in a child that reminds you of Him so much — even if you never talk about this omega again, putting a thin white bandage around your neck to show that you are not a 'free' alpha, even if you haven't smelled any other omega for years, but only attractive the scent of alpha, and even the fact that you are raising a little puppy who likes to sleep in your arms because sometimes he has nightmares, and sits peacefully on your lap, looking for the presence of his alpha parent, rather enhances your popularity.

You remain deaf to this.

If you didn't have little Wen Yuan, the only memory of Him, your cute adorable puppy, smelling like spring, a little milk and a tiny drop of the emperor's smile since you can't stop inhaling his smell (ha) while doing your business, stroking the puppy wrapped in your clothes, you would go on a journey. Nothing would have prevented you then — to leave here, from this place that always reminds you of your omega, leaving everything behind you — but Wen Yuan is sleeping so sweetly, clinging to you in a dream, that you can't even imagine that you left and left him just like you left him, even if situations in the style of "my eyes are higher" while the puppy sleeps in the folds of your clothes and attracts everyone's attention happen more than often.

Wen Yuan, although now his name is not like that at all, — he is your puppy — becomes slender and thin as bamboo, blossoming as an omega, despite the behavior and disposition of beta, more and more like your omega, but now when you remember him, your heart is bigger it doesn't hurt. After all, it is impossible to suffer continuously for thirteen years, especially when an anxious and needy puppy grows up with you, which now, however, you call 'puppy' only when you tease him or in the meaning of 'young man', even if you practically do not need to do it — Wen Yuan's personality, although similar to your omega's, but not so wild and passionate; however, his personality traits are just as possessive and almost jealous, especially when you catch him furiously destroying the letters of all those people who send you a wedding proposal (after your permission for this, of course, although you did not ask him personally to deal with it).

You want to tell him not to get carried away, but the way Wen Yuan burns these hateful letters that come and come and come and come to you since he remembers himself, makes you understand that he, too, has already reached white heat, ready to fight with anyone who tries to take care of by you, almost rearing up like a cat (or like a wolf cub) and hissing, feeling that, despite the mild manifestation, such letters and words are unpleasant to you — and he has enough tact and emotional attunement with you to feel that this is your personal topic that you want to bury just as he wants to destroy all those who constantly remind you of the need to get married.

And when Wen Yuan stands in front of you, as if trying to protect you the same way you did when he was a puppy and hid behind you from strangers, makes you wonder if it is not your destiny to be constantly protected by your omegas.

Although being protected by your puppy is, of course, much more awkward and strange, even if it is warm.

... At least WEI WUXIAN was tall, and it wasn't like the top of his head somehow reached your chest...

ωα ... WEI WUXIAN is confused at first, waking up in an incomprehensible omega body, even if it is very similar to his own except for height, but when he realizes what happened — oh, he does not even intend to hide his delight at the fact that his words turned out to be a self-fulfilling prophecy, even if before that he needs to deal with several people.

In his blood, intoxicating delight is combined with inclusions of desperate need and resentment, which, like a dark sediment in a drink, leaves a mixture of disappointment inside, as if painfully picking up a sore wound and a broken heart, even if his mind can explain you — but everything that is inside cannot, wanting only to tear your ribs and skull to understand what is hidden inside you, how thoughts form in your head, what drives you, why you did it.

You yourself know that he is slightly vindictive when his thin emotional shell is wounded, hidden behind a shield, which you could touch at any time before, as if he was a wolf showing his stomach to you in the trusting understanding that, no matter what, you will never hurt him, — and if he had stayed alive then, you would have done everything to make sure that he would understand that you literally had no choice, and WEI WUXIAN understands this, but instead his emotions are like a destructive flame that can burn everything in its path.

... Perhaps the past has hardened him too much, but when he needs to kill, WEI WUXIAN has no more problems with it; after all, he himself has one very important unfinished business that is not so far away from here, and although it would be in his spirit to come up with some plan that does not include in general, he deals — without direct murder, of course — with everything necessary before leaving, carried away by a completely different matter than useless wandering here and there.

His hands are shaking slightly, but he knows what he is doing, heading in a painfully familiar direction, knowing that, of course, you will be there — would you travel anywhere with a child in your arms? Wen Yuan should definitely be with you — WEI WUXIAN knows this when riding the Little Apple, feeling a strange mixture of excitement and impatience.

How are you there? Are you alive and well? How do you live? How is your life with Wen Yuan? Did you give him a new name as your puppy or did you leave the old one? Do you remember him? Are you thinking about him? Do you miss him? Do you have a new omega? Do you build nests like before? Did you throw away clothes that smelled like him? Do you still keep his gifts? How does Wen Yuan live? Does he look more like you, him, or none of you? Have your tastes changed? Do you love or hate spicy food now? Would you cook him something sweet? What should he do with your new omega? What if you haven't been looking for anyone all this time and have been faithfully waiting for his return?

Will you be sorry? Will you be happy? Will you be disappointed? Will you be angry? Will you be ashamed?

His new body is not like before — fragile and weak, not at all like before, and now it will be hard for him to carry you on his back. But he will definitely be able to one day. And you will have a small house, a vegetable garden and a chicken coop. Or you will travel together. Now you two have so much time — you have the time of the whole world, especially to discuss the past, live in the present and think about the future. But WEI WUXIAN prefers to think about you and takes care that the future will be exactly what he wants.

He's your omega, right? And you're his alpha. Forever. And no one else can have you. You are only his — and he is only yours. And it will always be so. And it will always be so.

And he's more than willing to come back as a ghost of the past to remind you of that.

#❖.my jewelry #🥮 — mao dao zu shi #✉.wei wuxian #🧸.yandere au #🧸.omegaverse au #🧸.unhealthy #cw dark content #cw omegaverse #wei wuxian x reader

[darlingpwease]

who won, who survived, who will tell the story

♡ unhealthy behaviour (past, wwx), animalistic behaviour, fluff, parenting; single parent!reader, alpha!reader, wen!reader if you squint, sect leader!reader implied, wei wuxian x reader implied

WEN YUAN is not sleeping well.

He often wakes up at night, whimpers, pokes nose into your chest or hip, trying to curl up into a ball, like a tiny kitten looking for the presence of his parent, without which his body became as tense as a stretched arrow of a bow — and sleeps badly. You can't leave even for a moment, holding him tightly to you, not letting the puppy even for a moment feel the absence of the smell of his parent, the head of the pack, in which only he and you are.

Perhaps it would be more correct to raise him communally, as everyone do with orphans, — but you can't afford this, even if you have enough things that require attention. The time after the war is always difficult, especially with the abundance of demonic cultivators and evil spirits, but you can't remember the last time you took up weapon, spending all your time with documentation and your puppy, which is so sticky and clingy — sometimes it seems to you that you have a small tail, who purrs quite when you press put him to chest, and fall asleep in your clothes in a simple nest that you always make for him when sit up late.

WEN YUAN loves big nests, snacks (especially sweet ones), burrowing into your clothes, beautiful melodies and watching you do something, and you really try your best not to indulge him excessively, even if the sight of his ruddy plump puppy-ish cheeks causes you to be touched and delighted. He doesn't smile as brightly as before, before what happened, but you still do everything possible to make him a happy and protected puppy, even if someone calls it wrong. This is the first time you talk seriously to him when he tries to fake a smile to make you happy, realizing it by the eager sparkle in his eyes full of impatience — and even if it makes you feel warm, you have already had the experience of this "I'm fine, please look at my smile and believe that everything is fine".

This is the first time you calm your puppy in your arms, convincing him that you don't blame him at all, but you don't want him to fake his emotions just for you — (you've already had such an experience) you're flattered that he's doing this for you, but that doesn't mean it's necessary. Everything is fine (everything is fine now), there is no need to portray anything (do you really think that I don't see?!), you will accept any of his emotions (you continue to run from problems, pretending that everything is fine!) and feelings (have you ever thought about me?!). After all, it's harmful for everyone to fake their emotions (what are you talking about? I'm totally fine), and he doesn't need to do this unless absolutely necessary (how can I be with you if you constantly leave me behind?!).

You will accept your WEN YUAN by anyone (you are not like other alphas), no matter (you are special) who he is (even if you are an alpha) or what he will do (after everything we have been through...), he is forever your puppy.

(you can mark me! this will be our secret!)

There is an evil world around him, with terror and pain; but he only needs to hide, sleep soundly and not be afraid of anything. You will take care of everything else. You can't bring back his biological family, — you would give anything to do that, — but you can make this puppy your family, not only by blood, but by feelings. Instincts. Smells. Rubbing against him, leaving your fragrance on top of his milky one, letting him bite your skin slightly and trying to get into the fabric of your clothes to feel hidden and small — you really do what you think is necessary, raising your son the best person, no matter if he turns out to be alpha, omega or beta.

If WEN YUAN wants to, he will take over your duties — but if he doesn't want to, then you will find someone else to raise. He will choose his own path. He will live in a much nicer and more peaceful world, even if you perfectly understand that this does not mean that the world will be safer when you rub your nose against his stomach, making the puppy giggle. He will have a choice — what you didn't have; he will have a loving pack, a strong foundation, peace and protection.

What you didn't have.

what he didn't have(?)

And one day he blows you away.

He will definitely do it.

just like he did.

You have made millions of mistakes — and you will make no less in the future. Sorting through documents and letters while WEN YUAN sleeps on your lap, so small but strong, you know that it doesn't hurt anymore. Nothing else hurts in your heart anymore.

and the mark doesn't hurt anymore.

#🥮 — mao dao zu shi #✉.wen yuan #🧸.parenting #🧸.omegaverse au #🧸.fluff #wen yuan!!! my beloved!!! #wwx x reader implied because 'after the death of my love I spend love on my adopted son' beats well<3 #alpha reader #gender neutral reader #parent reader

[darlingpwease]

I need some as yandere omega mo xuanyu is a separate character (poor baby deserve better)

give me your love

♡ unhealthy behaviour, animalistic behaviour, pet names, family making, forced marriage elements, omegaarchy world & manipulative reader if you squint

♡ heavy petting, sex during mating season ('heat', 'rut'), loss of virginity, unprotected sex / breeding, nipples play (g.), fingering implied (g.)

MO XUANYU instantly falls deeply and hard in love — it costs you to be kind and gentle to him, especially if you give him some of your stuff like a handkerchief, smelling of you, taking care of the nervous and anxious omega, who is quite awkward and blushy when you ask him 'is everything okay' after he has been a few minutes stares at you, holding the thing tightly to him. Even when MO XUANYU then disappears, not quite politely, but haltingly and almost nervously, not wanting to embarrass himself even more, legs still do not carry him particularly far from you, while trembling hands are clutching the object you have given.

MO XUANYU is not desperate at all — but when he buries nose in your thing with shame and delight, inhaling, he feels so pathetic and creepy, even if he knows that there is nothing strange in this, many loving alphas and omegas exchange objects with each other– not that he calls you two lovers! After all, you just met, it's too hasty... you need to be together at least a little more... more than a couple of minutes for sure...

... But when you gently smile, taking the thing out of his hands at the next meeting, condescendingly nodding at his chatter and apologies in an attempt to make a better impression than the first meeting, MO XUANYU is sure that you are definitely something heavenly. Amazing.

Incredible.

The way you ask him about his exuberant blush, slight trembling, increased smell and obvious unconscious attempts to snuggle up to you and sniff in a more intimate sense than the usual politeness to understand the emotions of the interlocutor — but at the same time you do not pull away at all, letting omega move nervously, unable to stand still next to you, constantly trying to snuggle up and immediately move away when he understands what he is doing — you can't be even more perfect, reacting as if what he is doing does not cause you any disgust or contempt, although he is clearly much lower than you.

... MO XUANYU tries to flirt timidly while his voice can't stop shaking, trustingly burying himself in your palm like a dumb puppy in search of reciprocity of his feelings, but you gently encourage, nodding, making it clear that you doesn't mind at all, — he is ready to immediately pounce on you and cling to make sure that you sincere and do not show the usual politeness at all, secretly considering him creepy and intrusive. Do you really accept his flirting? Do you like him? Do you think he's a good enough omega for you?

He can't be even more empty-headed and lightheaded at the same time when you carefully put a small gift into his trembling hands, covering it with your palm, peering into rapturously shining eyes and gently purring so that he keeps it if he likes you.

This is a very important thing.

He's going to be a good omega and do that, right?

In response, MO XUANYU can only nod like a dummy, pressing close to heart, passionately convincing that he will risk even his life — 'this is not at all necessary...' — to keep this thing! Anything! He'll take care of it!

... When you use the same thing to explain that this is your fiance, MO XUANYU feels both confused and strange, not understanding what is happening, except that it is very hot and enthusiastic inside, catching what is happening, but not at all understanding how everything came to this while your arm is wrapped around his wrist, asking him for confirmation that he is your fiance — and he cannot disagree, even if does not understand at all what is going on, besides how good you smell and ask him to be your omega, and MO XUANYU has no reason to refuse.

Even if this is not at all how he imagined the development of this relationship.

ωα He's the omega who stays at home and makes nests. Lots of nests. Your clothes are regularly missing, but you just buy more, knowing that it's not just that his nesting instinct is very developed, but also that MO XUANYU is trying to train in an attempt to create a really good nest, since he got married and is now an omega husband!!! He has an alpha spouse!!! And there will be puppies in the future!!! He should be able to make beautiful nests so that his alpha appreciates them highly and wants to give him puppies!!!

And maybe some other omega would try to limit your activity or convince you to stay at home, but he's not like that at all — closer to the type of "kissing the floor you walked on", but you don't let him be so pathetic, even if he regularly tries, wrapping his arms around your waist or shoulders and without uncoupling if you do not need to leave urgently and right now for a very important meeting — in any other case, he will not even think to leave you.

His gentleness and almost submissiveness were also the reasons why you took him as husband — being the head of a sect with no intention of staying at home, raising and protecting puppies, you were extremely interested in someone so starved for affection and care, and the fact that MO XUANYU appeared in your life so timely, immediately letting you know how much of an 'enthusiastic omega type' he was was more than ideal.

... Yes, even though MO XUANYU was also jealous, needy, clingy and never giving up, as if all the aggression in his personality had become an emotional intensity. The fact that he clearly preferred to stay at home, spending days taking care of the housework, while dumping decision-making on you, did not help at all from the moments when MO XUANYU desperately dug into your clothes, begging to be with him in the nest, a beautiful nest that he created just for you, and you can't refuse him, even knowing that you are encouraging your beautiful and gentle omega to resort to such methods to attract attention.

You always have to sacrifice something.

ωα MO XUANYU never sleeps without you — and in general, despite the absence of complaints due to the fear that you may throw him out if he is demanding and the example he had as a child, he always faithfully waits for your return and can sit like this until late at night or in the morning, always waiting for your return, not in being able to fall asleep due to the high level of stress from not having his alpha around. Even if he tries to burrow into the nest and calm himself with your scent, he simply cannot, constantly expecting that you will one day leave him — and this does not disappear over the years, only becomes easier; but at first constantly stands at the door, faithfully waiting for your return, sometimes even dozing right at the threshold, not able to fight drowsiness, but instantly waking up when feels your smell.

You try to help him with this by borrowing your clothes that you wear almost every day so that he can feel your presence if for some reason you have to be away for a long time and cannot take him with you, but this is not too effective, although MO XUANYU is very grateful for your attempts, curling up in a ball on the bed imitating your presence, even if his brain understands perfectly well that this is not the case. Eventually, on your return, you find even more nests, but you don't mind at all, understanding the reason — of course, until he begins to sniff you jealously, looking for the scent of another omega, anxiously clinging, unable to restrain anxiety and nervousness, dragging you inside.

And he needs a lot of hugs and cuddles before he returns to his playfully joyful personality.

ωα His heat is long and intense, although the beginning and ending are very smooth, especially after he started living with you and is surrounded by the smell of his beloved alpha spouse, preparing to have a puppy in the future, which further stimulates his body to convince you to mate with him, attracting an alluring scent while MO XUANYU hides in nest, waiting impatiently, holding his breath as you approach.

He is very nervous and awkward when you touch him for the first time, especially since this is literally your first time, since you moved the wedding night to the day of his estrus — but when you run your fingers over his wet thigh, kissing his ruddy face, feeling how he holds on to you tightly, as if in fear that you will leave him at such an important moment, you can't help but caress him a lot more than he really needs, making him to squirm and fidget, but in response MO XUANYU only gets an imperious 'don't move' while you gently rub the swollen sensitive nipples, leaving marks on his neck and chest.

He is very wet, excited, restless and whining — and loud. Very loud. Not only because of the sounds that he can still keep to himself, but even when you gently caress him, feeling how hot and sensitive his body is, pulsating, then, even if you don't tell him no words, MO XUANYU can't help but cover his face with shame when he hears squelching sounds, but does not find I have the strength to bring my hips together, only breathing heavily and whining, trying to somehow drown them out.

If you had your way, you would just turn his face into a pillow and fill him with yourself until MO XUANYU can't even whine anymore, too sensitive and fucked to stupefaction — and something tells you that you know what's the matter when his smell becomes even thicker and stronger, intoxicating you, while full of lust and adoration the eyes from under the eyelashes are watching closely, more than understanding your reaction to his almost abnormally strong smell.

Perhaps breeding him is the only thing you can really do in your current state, knowing perfectly well what you are doing, but not having the slightest opportunity to stop, looking at your husband, whose condition is by no means better.

Tricky naughty omega.

You really tried to be gentle — but if he wants it, then who are you to deny him?

#❖.my jewelry #.spicy♡ #🥮 — mao dao zu shi #✉.mo xuanyu #🧸.yandere au #🧸.omegaverse au #🧸.mating season #🧸.unhealthy

[darlingpwease]

imagine being stuck between the needy but generally carefree omega WEI WUXIAN and the jealous and insecure omega JIANG CHENG, being an alpha whom they playfully and not really pull from side to side — and things only get worse when LAN WANGJI also begins to show interest in you, which makes Lan Xichen interested in the alpha who was able to attract his brother's attention for the first time, who is characterized by indifference to anyone, no matter alpha, beta or omega.

you literally have to balance and try to build that chain where it will work at least a little normally, especially when you can feel others secretly watching with interest (which is forbidden in the Gusu Lan sect!) what 'your' omegas are doing and how you are trying to treat them, especially considering that none of them is an ordinary or normal omega, while you, well, are not at all from some 'special' status and do not have significant influence.

you really don't know what you were thinking when, instead of trying to run away or suppress, you agree to 'try' without hiding anything too much from them and the nature of this relationship, and even less do you understand what is happening when, despite some time of reflection and weighing decisions, you get their approval. but the fact that you're running between them like a prom-trotter at the same time is so stupidly funny and exciting that you don't mind, even if these 'dates' don't have any particularly romantic overtones.

... but the fact that you are subsequently forced to run away from the three potentially most dangerous omegas among cultivators, since 'love nonsense' has an untimely habit of looking like this only for you.

#🥮 — mao dao zu shi #✉.lan wangji #✉.wei wuxian #✉.jiang cheng #🧸.omegaverse au #🧸.yandere au #🧸.poly #if you squint

[darlingpwease]

WEI WUXIAN, who is afraid of childbirth and pregnancy, and wants to have adopted puppies sooner than ever give birth to them, because he knows a lot of stories about painful childbirth and death during them, and the very thought of pregnancy makes him feel terrible —

♡

alpha!reader who makes a lot of nests and brings clothes so that your omega can hide in them, but at the same time you completely lack any desire to have biological puppies, even if your parental instinct is very active and even aggressive in manifestation — but you completely spend it on your husband, who remains an eternal puppy.

#🥮 — mao dao zu shi #✉.wei wuxian #🧸.omegaverse au #especially if he initially grew up and was brought up as an alpha #only to end up in the omega body #and he thinks that you want puppies but he does not find the strength to overcome this panicky agonizing fear #because the omega body seems wrong to him #but you still go with '>:333 husband I do not care; if If you want you can be my alpha even if your body is an omega body I'm not picky' #'idc hubby you will be my sexy delicate alpha and leave bites on my neck as my alpha' #and wei wuxian with his 'let's get married again plz hand in marriage' #BONUS POINTS if after he came to life you do not understand #whether you should rebuild the nest with new clothes or leave the old one that was not touched #and it bothers you a lot more than the fact that he doesn't want to give birth to your puppies #and wei wuxian feels so comfortable when he sees that you don't care what kind of body he has #because he will always be the perfect husband for you

[darlingpwease]

Yandere omega Shen Yuan

you, my beloved, breathe me

♡ unhealthy behaviour (clinginess, possessiveness, overprotectiveness, manipulation, mention of forced isolation), animalistic behaviour, teacher/student dynamic, power imbalance, dommale elements; transmigrator!shen yuan (shen qingqiu)

βα All his life before transmigration, SHEN YUAN was the purest beta — without any inclinations or traits of the other two sexes. He loved emotionally filling novels and long discussions (it didn't matter if they made sense or not, as long as his brain could work), needed physical comfort and had no ambitions; maybe if his parents or society expected something from him, he would be an excellent performer, but for now he he could lead a carefree life, he was not going to change anything himself or fight. Perhaps it was already laziness harmful to his own life, since even at his age he was reluctant to do anything and did not want to be the initiator of anything himself, but SHEN YUAN preferred to continue being a salted fish.

Until, of course, he died of poisoning and got into the novel, which was his most recent hyperfixation (there is no other way to call it), especially because of his favorite character, to whom the author gave a 'lunch in a box' and crumpled his fate through the speech of Luo Binghe's subordinate. After all, who behaves like that? Why was it necessary to kill you?

Perhaps for the first time in a long time, he felt such anger, puffing up like a puffer fish, although he was usually known for his indifference and equanimity — but you can't kill a character who previously had every chance to stay alive, if not to be a member of the harem! SHEN YUAN would even accept the fate where you become a member of Luo Binghe's harem (even if there was a scene in the novel implying that you yourself refused such a fate, preferring 'to be equal to the omegas and die as a warrior than to become a concubine and die as a trophy', from which Luo Binghe gave up trying to pursue you) — after all, you were 'white moonlight' Luo Binghe! Why is 'white moonlight' dying?! If this omega-turned-gamma gathers a harem of all the beauties of the Celestial Empire, then why did you die?! Where is justice?! He spends money on this shoddy novel only to have his spousefu killed, and even their deaths were reported by other characters?! Where is the heroic death?! Where is at least self-sacrifice?!

What the hell!!

ωα … Your shizun has changed — are you sure that everyone noticed it (these changes were too significant; since when did the ardent and hot shizun become so emotionally closed and restrained? since when did he become quite comfortable when he was pointed out, although it used to be the most vulnerable place? since when did he become so inert and inactive?), but it was especially noticeable for you. After all, being an alpha, especially in the current world, close communication with omegas was almost uncultured, even if you were his disciple — polite distance was natural, especially with your shizun, who, although he was a beta-like, but still a mature and lonely omega. And your shizun understood this — there were not so many alphas at the peak, but those who were enjoyed special, almost imperceptible, privileges on his part, just as well as a respectful attitude, as if only the fact that you are an alpha increases your value. That is why the obvious and shameless favoritism, coupled with the attention that you were gifted with shizun after he survived the fever, confused and left you in shy perplexity.

Undoubtedly, you were grateful that SHEN QINGQIU called you after he survived the fever, even if you were sure that he was still sick with it when your previously elegant and scorchingly cold shizun ran around the room like a madman, and, noticing you, grabbed you by the shoulders, interested in your cultivation and important events in life, before than, after giving a few instructions about cultivation, he let you go.

Of course, no one understood what the reason was (the previously respectful and even slightly timid shizun unexpectedly called alpha to himself? for no reason?), but no one will dare to ask or confront either — even when he has become clearly favored to you, putting you closer to him during classes, giving out additional or individual tasks and asking you to 'take care of' him (as if you are a beta), sharing personal tips on improving your cultivation and giving permission for things for which everyone else has to try twice, or even three times harder, while you get them only at one request.

Even if shizun used to be a bit indulgent for alphas, only you were subjected to new treatment, and the fact that you were an alpha now became an aggravating factor, not a mitigating one, even if the students rather liked the way the 'new' shizun behaved — but the fact that you became a clear and merciless favorite, and shizun I didn't even try to hide it, it brought confusion and jealousy to the team.

... Perhaps you were even more confused when, returning from the caves, you came across your restless and nervous shizun, who hugged you tightly and, stroking your head, assured you that 'you don't need to force your cultivation' and 'you shouldn't rush anywhere at all' — move at your own pace, it's harmful to try develop under duress if you don't want to get qi deviations, your shizun will always be there to protect you, and it would be fine if you were betas, but when an omega tells you this, hugging you heartily after returning, it's rather embarrassing. At least.

ωα In his defense, SHEN YUAN is ready to argue hoarsely that anyone in his place would do the same thing — when you just have to reach out to touch your pretty spousefu, then who can resist not trying to constantly stroke them, hold them in his arms, kiss their face, rock them in his arms, want to study under a microscope and constantly say how good and great you are? Even if his face remains calm and slightly arrogant, copying the expression of the original Shen Qingqiu, he is sure that of the two of them, he is the only one who excitedly shouts, cries and holds a fan with your name in his head.

If there were not such an irritatingly intrusive social framework between alphas and omegas here, or if he were at least of the same sex with you, he would gladly follow you everywhere, finding some reason to never look down, — but now he did not have such an opportunity, while glances during classes touching while helping you with your workout, stroking your head and hugging as 'healing' when something didn't work out was not enough — he was tactile enough when he was a beta, but now, having become an omega who does not know how to build nests (and does not have a single nest in the house!), his tactile hunger became even more painful, and the fact that the only alpha he wanted to touch, he could not touch, because in this The alpha's world was in a more 'defenseless' position than his, which was even more annoying.

After all, you are his disciple, so why can't he embrace you as a disciple?

Even if he calls you 'spousefu' and your presence alone is enough for him to suddenly feel full of energy and delight, realizing that he has someone to try and work for in order not to let you die, his feelings are normal, healthy and even platonic, and that he is so indulgent and adoring, wanting to constantly follow you closely, to capture every emotion on your face and analyze it, to see all your reactions and actions, there is nothing strange — it's just an... omega instinct, okay? Just the instinct of an adult omega who has parental aspirations laid down by nature. Just as in the fact that when you comb his hair, he would not mind at all if you imperiously grabbed him by them without asking, lifted his head back and—

... SHEN YUAN himself does not know what 'and' is — he has many versions of what can happen there, and none of them is the one he wants to say out loud or, moreover, share with anyone.

He has never denied that he is more inclined to be obedient, submissive and driven, and, well, when he has such an alpha next to him, even if he were the same alpha as he is now an omega, he would still kneel, okay? Even if omegas often play a more leading role in this world, he was born and grew up in another one — and it's normal that the sight of such an alpha as you causes him such aspirations. These are reflexes, or, more precisely, instinct — yes, even if he has never felt an attraction or desire for anyone other than you.

It just means that you are a special alpha.

And when you take control, going ahead on missions, he only obediently follows, not trying to lead the group — at least because you are accompanied by several more adepts, at most because Liu Qingge himself goes with you to make sure that you will be protected (and whom SHEN YUAN constantly sends to 'check the area', since his suspicious look, seeing the closeness between you and your shizun, definitely confuses you), if from the very beginning, it was not possible to leave you at the peak or at least in the sect (although if you decide to travel around the sect, then be sure to accompany him to make sure that you are safe).

ωα Even if you are an alpha, you have always had a fairly high opinion of yourself, not considering that you need more care than an omega or that you are a delicate flower — but at the same time far from those alphas who try to emphasize that they are better than omegas, and, as a rule, fall victim to a society that he thinks otherwise and never mind breaking the wings of the particularly freedom-loving.

You were rather in the golden mean, maintaining a strong will and healthy emotionality, even if sometimes you had to sacrifice your body or need additional explanations, especially when you felt the pressure to "represent" yourself as a genius, although you almost never felt like that yourself — but the "new" shizun was never against to discuss with you again and again until you understand, constantly giving you support and care, as if trying to give all of himself to teaching you and finding some pleasure in it when he sees understanding in your eyes.

Or when he gradually isolates you from the collective — at first, not letting you be in paired with omegas ('not that there was someone among them who was worthy of them... of course, if it was a worthy omega, I would be happy to let them be together and only rejoice, but while there are no such, I cannot allow them to be someoneor seduced…') and constantly joining you with alphas and betas, then smoothly forcing you to study with him instead of alphas or betas ('after all, is there any student more experienced than me when it comes to cultivation, if I came from a world where this universe was just a novel that I read completely? it will only be useful for them to train with me, as I will be able to guide them and help them...'), not realizing that thereby makes your relationship with the team even worse, building a wall not only of indulging you in everything, but also in the inability to communicate with other students, since you simply do not have reasons other than the onset of night, where you are trying to restore them, still trying to mend relations and not look like a completely shameless favorite.

... This opportunity is also being taken away soon, however — when shizun tells you to move in with him and live there now, 'because then it will be much more convenient for us to teach you and it will be more convenient for you to serve me as your teacher.' And if at first your words that it is 'indecent', 'other members of the peak will misunderstand', 'omega and alpha cannot live side by side and, moreover, together' still stop him, then after the next time he orders you, as his disciple, that you obey and do what they tell you, ceasing to reject it over and over again — and when the next day you (forcibly) move, while all the dissatisfied and especially talkative are expelled from the peak, you first catch yourself thinking that, perhaps, rejoicing in the 'new' shizun was a mistake not only for you, but for all the members of the peak and the sect.

However, you quickly get used to building nests for him, cooking his favorite food and taking care of him in every possible way, as if it's not at all strange that an unmarried alpha lives with an unmarried omega in the same house and takes care of him while omega refuses to let alpha go anywhere without his supervision, hates when alpha leaves him for a long time, always tries physically touch the alpha and that you smell each other so strongly that anyone will think that you are a couple, even if you are not (yet).

ωα Any attempt to escape is doomed to failure — in addition to the fact that SHEN YUAN knows the whole world of the novel and you literally have nowhere to get away from him, his peak is the second most influential in the hierarchy and, although he is emotionally constrained and restrained, closer to the "cracker", for the entire sect, your return will be the highest priority when he he will remember that he is not just 'Shen Qingqiu', but Shen Jiu, and he is not above visiting the head of the sect and becoming a nightmare from the past for him, if it means that you will be next to him again. And the fact that he himself cannot leave the sect, but is only forced to wait for you to return, drives him even more crazy from a mixture of anxiety, fear, jealousy and even resentment, especially when his runaway disciple is returned, and you know that the struggle is useless when you see how huge his influence is.

Upon your return, you will be locked in a bamboo house and deprived of 'special privileges' relating mainly to comfort and opportunities for cultivation, although he will still allow you to move around the house and climb where no one except the head of the peak is allowed, although he still follows you to make sure you don't do anything and indulging his an obsessive hobby to study you and observe.

... But if you run away again and again, again and again, again and again, then you simply leave him no choice — when he locks you alone in a room sealed with various talismans, including the suppression of strength and cultivation (how lucky he was that he read the novel and is the head of the second most powerful a peak in one of the most powerful sects) to leave you in place, ending the endless cycle of escaping and returning to the place — and the fact that you do not want to accept him at all, but continue to run, only drives him even more crazy.

Perhaps this is the second time in your life when you see your shizun so broken and desperate, digging his nails into your shoulders to try to convince you using a mixture of logic and unnatural, almost hysterical emotions, for the first time in his life so losing control of himself in an attempt to force you to stop it.

... If neither his authority, nor the peak, nor the sect, nor his naked neck, the sight of which makes alphas in every world want to bite and mark a vulnerable and open omega, does not find any reaction in you, then he has one more thing.

System.

No matter what punishment he has to go through, or how many points will be spent, he will make you love him. It doesn't matter at what cost. You will live together with him, sit in the same nest, spend rut and heat together, love each other, take care of each other, be with each other forever.

You are his and only his alpha.

It doesn't matter what you thought about it before.

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