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poppy-metal · 3 months
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we simply must discuss the vibes of alpha!Jordan li who has never given half a damn about any omega until he meets the cute little freshman (you) and becomes obsessed. We have to talk about it
stop bc they get to fucking irritated by omegas - not that they have prejudice against them - they just hate the whole biological aspect that makes them want to lose control and tear an innocent omega apart on their knot. they make sure to stay far fucking away from them, but you make is so fucking difficult. always up in their space with your sweet scent and big eyes.
like they try to stay away, but then you go and get yourself in trouble. cornered by a pack of alphas outside the gym they workout at, so of course they have to step in, rearrange a few jaws. and the way they can't help but puff up their chest when you preen at them, thanking them with wet eyes and pouty lips for saving them - they want to maul you right there. just manage to bite out, "watch where the fuck you're going, freshie. this is the seniors gym. don't make me save your ass again."
and despite such a threat - they do. end up saving you. again. at a party dress barely covering your ass, letting fucking Rufus of all people chat you up. and maybe they dont have to intervene. except their pheromones are raging and they're clenching their fist so hard around their bottle it shatters in their palm. they dont even acknowledge the sting, the bite of the glass, just stalk over and drag your ass away like a kitten by its scruff.
you'd think they were about to pound your face in with the way they slam you into a wall, less crowded there. cage you in with hands on either side of your head. glare at you like they want to fight you - jaw clenched as their eyes dip down to your cleavage. "thought i told you not to make me save your ass again, freshman. and what am i here fucking doing."
that omega need to please immediately pulling at your heartstrings making your sweet cloying scent spill out of you and wrap around them. trying to calm them. dont want alpha to be mad, not at you. "s-sorry alph-"
"don't." they snap, sounding pained. their fingers curl a little into the plaster of the wall beside you. there will be a dent there when they pull back, for sure. "fucking call me that. it's jordan."
you naw on your lip, torn between the desire to do as they say and to adress them properly. "but why?" you ask, so innocent, so curious. big lashes fluttering at them. "you are my alpha. i just wanna - you know. show my respect."
they stare at you for a heavy moment. pulse pounding in your eardrums. you feel like you're imagining it when you hear a faint rumbling in their chest, an alpha like purr. jordan seems to notice it too, and their neck flushes. they jerk away from you, glad to be in fem!form or else you'd have a front row seat to how fucking turned on they are right now.
"you wanna make me happy?"
you nod. eagerly. fuck. their cunt pulses. their alpha clit chubbing up in their jeans. wanting to rut itself inside you - reward you for being so fucking obedient.
"then go the fuck home. tuck yourself into bed like a good little omega and stay the hell away from me - i mean it. i don't wanna be responsible for whatever happens because you're too fucking naivè to know when to stop."
they leave you there - trembling against the wall. intimated, yes. but also - spurred on. it feels like a challenge. and a challenge issued from your alpha is impossible to ignore.
you glance to your side. slick drips wetly from your cunt at the sight of the claw marks they left on the wall. the amount of restraint it took for them not to put their hands on you.
that kind of restraint - once it breaks - well. you'd like to find out.
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doodnoice · 2 months
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Jude, may I just say I appreciate you so much. Always have. You're the best Dood.
ahhhh!!!!! i missed you mickey hehehe ♥️♥️♥️ dont be a stranger :)
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(us if we were tea cats)
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kiuda · 6 months
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once again with lost and nat ^_^
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victoriantreecat · 2 months
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teehee hi vic mybwifi has been out and i forgot how to draw but i have wifi now and im working on the drawing thing
hi connie!! Woohoo! good luck with drawing <3
hmm i want to draw now too...
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miasmaghoul · 8 months
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Hi Miasma!!! My name is Phantom and I love your work so much you’re super talented :)
Do you want to be friends?? I’m a ghost writer too and I love having writer friends in my fandoms!!
SURE DUDE
POP IN HERE OR INTO MY DMS ANY TIME
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deepseagraveyard · 2 years
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happy pride month @polytechs my beloved grian kinnie <3 mwuah mwuah
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mintpurplemnm · 1 year
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🍃🌺🌙 If you receive this you make somebody happy. Go and send this to your favorite followers who make you happy or somebody you think needs cheering up 🌙🌺🍃
Awwwww thank you so much . This made my day and warmed my heart 🥹🥹. Right back at you love ♥️, you also make me happy 🥰🥰
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poeticruin · 2 years
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go on anon (or not, if you're brave) and make assumptions about me
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midnight-furry · 2 years
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Loo loo land
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ladyanidala · 4 months
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Sending some love and positivity out today! 🫂💞🫂 have hug, friend and pass it on, if you like!
Sending my love and hugs to you too! You're a blessing! <3
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poppy-metal · 4 months
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okay but if mafia!jordan exists What is their breaking point where you feel dumb and demeaned but something Happens that threatens you/your safety and they lose their mind and oopsie maybe they actually care about you
heheheheh cracks my knuckles.
dk how many words this is but a little more than a drabble so under a cut.
also warning the word r*pe is mentioned ( not executed) - this is a mafia au so dark shit should be pretty obvious.
you probably get lost one night, like you manage to slip past your constant gaurds while you're out because you've never really been out - you just wanna explore a little. the threat of being recognized and hurt doesn't even register to you.
n jordan has kept a leash on you but its a pretty loose one, trying not to care about you - trying not to fall. thinking it means they're giving up a part of themselves if they do. that's why they're mean to you. but they let you go out - with gaurds - because they're not a fucking dictator. when they come back though, panicked and worried because you were there one moment and then gone the next jordan feels a sense of panic they've never felt before. and not because losing you would look bad on them, genuine fear chills their blood. worse case scenario running through their head - you've been kidnapped, you're tied up and drugged in the back of some guys car rn, you're already dead, you've been sold to sex trafficking ring, just the thought of you being touched makes them grip their gun and empty the clip in the gaurds heads - just for letting it happen.
they call you - again and again and again. (your phone is dead and you forgot to charge it.) jordan has their staff and their close friends and anyone else they can call out looking for you while they pace back and forth, hands gripping at their dark hair, yanking it out of style, making it erratic and messy. biting their nails, kicking their desk. blood pumping faster than it ever has before. they think about never seeing you again, or of seeing your corpse and they wanna be sick. they think of your sweet smile and how you find things every day to be chipper about even when jordan has been a dick to you. god, they want to put a bullet in their own skull. thinking of you being alone and frightened. they're supposed to protect you, goddammit.
cut to you strolling through the doors to jordans study three hours later - buzzing with contentment because you'd gone to the new mall that opened! "jordy!" you call, bumbling into the open door, not catching the serious atmosphere because you're looking down at the bags in your arms. "you know that new mall that opened i told you about the other day? i went! and i got you something-"
when jordan hears your sweet voice they stop dead in the middle of the room. just kinda staring at you in slack jawed amazement. alive and well and back at home, your home together, where you should be, with a flush to your cheeks from the cold weather and a smile on your lips. alive and not dead. not hurt.
you're cut off from speaking with an oompth as jordan strides across the room and crushes you to them, one hand coming up to cup the back of your head, the other around your waist. your face immediately fits against the crook of their neck and your body kinda melts on instinct. you drop the bags to the floor and return the embrace immediately, you dont know why its happening, but the soldid warmth of jordan all around you makes you liquid. when your arms tentatively wrap around their waist, you feel jordan shudder against you, their grip becoming almost painful.
"jordan?" you ask softly. you're not complaining but this is certainly out of character.
they pull back, and its like their eyes cant skan over you fast enough - in their mind they're checking for injuries. but you look okay.
"fuck." they say and it echoes through the room. more emotion packed into that one curse than they've ever showed toward you. they run a hand down their jaw, "fuck."
you blink, noticing the tension now. glancing around the room. it just registers now who the mansion was empty when you came home. usually someone would have been there to greet you, take your bags.
"where is everyone? why is it so quiet?"
jordans hand starts to shake and they have to shake it out, flex their fingers so they dont - they dont know. strangle you? grab you and kiss the fuck out of you?
"you went to the mall." they say it slowly and deliberately.
you nod enthusiasticlly.
jordan breathes out very slowly, chest expanding.
"you ditched your gaurds."
ah.
"they were hovering!" you pout, "I know they're supposed to, but i didn't want two hulking men following me into -" here you squirm a little, getting flustered. jordan is staring blankly at you. "following me into the uh, feminine stores. it was just for a few hours though! I'll apologize to them-"
"they're dead."
"what?"
"i shot them."
"jordan-" you gasp, stomach dropping. guilt filling your lungs. tears sting your eyes immediately. "but - i didn't mean -"
"do you know what happens to mafia wives when another family finds them alone." jordans looking at their hands now, rolling a ring around their finger. their birth stone. they dont wait for you to reply, "they get shot if they're lucky - but that's usually not the case. waste of good blackmail. usually its beatings - rape is most definite. cut off limbs to send to her husband or her father as a threat or a gloat. sometimes they keep them alive, sex traffikers aren't picky after all. most of the time though, the rest of what's left gets dumped in the ocean."
a hand comes up to cover your mouth, shaking. you knew it was a dangerous idea, but. you didn't think - you didn't feel under threat. and now people are dead because of you? your bottom lip trembles. you dont know what to say.
you think jordan might really kill you, with the way they're talking, so when they reach out and tip your chin up, you flinch a little.
you're shocked to find fire in jordans eyes. every other time jordan has been pissed at you - its been ice.
"you made me -" their jaw works. "you worried the hell out of me today. do you understand what i was thinking? what could have happened to you... shit."
their grip tightens to the point of pain and tears fill your eyes again, but not from that. from your own guilt.
"im sorry," you whisper. "i didn't mean to."
"that can't fucking happen again."
you nod, a bobble head. but their gaze hardens and you squeak when their hand slides from your jaw to wrap around your delicate throat. they back you up against the wall. their eyes still blazing, two dark coals glaring down at you with so much passion you feel your cunt pulse between your legs. you can't help it.
"no. not a fucking nod, mouse. that shits not happening a second time - or I'll fucking be the one to kill you. do you understand?"
you tremble. gasp when you feel their rings dig into your skin.
"words. use them."
"yes," you eek out, wondering whats wrong with you that you're getting wetter. "yes i understand, jordan. im sorry."
their eyes flick to the bags at their feet. "go upstairs." they let you go, but dont step back. "I'll deal with you later. i have about twenty fucking phone calls to make."
you squeeze by them, gulping when your hard nipples brush against their chest. running upstairs like theres a flame under your ass. little do you know, your ass WILL be flaming later, but for a different reason.
when you're gone jordan visibly slumps in relief. putting their head in their hands for a second to calm the fuck down, to quell the desire to go upstairs after you and beat your ass with a belt for worrying them so fucking much. they dont trust themselves right now to not break you.
oh. you'll be punished. but if today has taught them anything, its that they want you in one piece.
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littleredborb · 7 months
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doodnoice · 1 year
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❤️🌹✨Happy Valentines Day!✨🌹❤️ Send this to all of your favorite mutuals who deserve some love this Valentine’s Day!❣️
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heheh happy late valentine's friend!!! <333 i wish u nothing but candy, flowers, and love
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victoriantreecat · 10 months
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I'm glad I could make you giggle. I'm also glad to be a moon goddess. Artemis asexual icon for the win
:D
Ah it's the Artemis vibes. You have lots of those!
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rithiathemoth · 2 months
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I like drawing them
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I love this meme so much it's so cute
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deepseagraveyard · 8 months
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Bestie why do you have like 50 badges of little hats….
LUFFY
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