FOR NEW YEAR'S EVA...
Honey and vinegar... how's are that omega and her dark alpha?
Ohh, he's so good at being bad. Because he's not really a bad Alpha. He's dark, manipulative and cunning, but not mistreating his omega. Well, at least he makes her believe so.
Honey Not Vinegar
Strokes of your pencil were harder and twitchy as you peeked at Steve above the edge of your sketching pad.
While the Alpha usually made you feel safe, you still feared picking certain topics with him. Particularly, the topic of your brother or father. But you couldn't help the gnawing need to ask.
Steve, who was sitting on the bed beside you, his broad back leaning against the headboard as he read a book. something so mundane, so... domestic, yet it was still the super soldier with lethal skills. An Alpha most potent and powerful, on top of that.
"What is it, little one?" He asked, eyes not leaving the page he was reading.
"Nothing," you blurted, quickly shifting your gaze back to your drawing.
Steve didn't sigh, but he took a deep breath. He marked the page and set the book aside on the night table. Then he was reaching for you; picking you up and manhandling you to sit on his lap while he caged you in his steel strong arms.
"Omega," his voice was laced with a warning growl, "do not lie to me. However difficult it may be, it's important to be honest with your Alpha."
You clutched your sketchpad to your chest as your eyes locked with Steve's.
"I-" you started, "I wondered if you caught Caleb and if I could visit him, if he's imprisoned."
A muscle in Steve's jaw ticked, but otherwise he remained calm. Which should be comforting, especially since your omega hindbrain half expected an outburst of objection.
He moved one of his hands to cup the side of your face, thumb rubbing along your bottom lip. It was such a tiny gesture, a soothing one, but the way his thumb moved along your lip caused your defenses to yield to a jolt of something more primal. As if Steve was luring your brain to lose its focus on the matter and instead make it think of more carnal urges.
"Now why would I let you see him?" Steve asked softly, sliding his hand down your neck and pressing against your still unmarked mating gland.
"He's my brother-" you couldn't help the hitch in your breath.
"Who hurt you. Who used your loyalty to hide from justice." Steve's hand was a heavy warmth against your pulse, tempting you with safety and comfort that would come if he bonded you. Which he would do, if you remained his good omega.
"I admire your integrity, little one. To still care for family, even when they treated you like a pawn for their own gains."
"It may be considered naive by some," the jab was veiled in tone of awe. "People would see it as typical omega's dumb brain, unable to see the true dangers until their Alpha points it out and makes the right choice for them."
"But I see it as a sign of your nurturing nature."
Steve's other hand slipped beneath the hem of the shirt you were wearing - his shirt, soaked with his scent. Skin to skin contact was making your brain go fuzzy; your arguments defending your family's treatment of you dispersing away.
"It fills me with pride to think how loyal and caring you will be for our family, one day."
"Our family?" You gasped, eyes widening as you stared up at him.
Ever since Steve brought you out of the prison cell and into his suite, he's been establishing the idea of you becoming his omega. You were accepting him as your Alpha. Even becoming agitated that he hasn't claimed you fully yet.
Steve said there's time and place for that. While it sounded respectful and charmingly old fashioned to wait, your instincts told you that he actually meant a particular time.
Your heat, undoubtedly.
But he hasn't mentioned the full picture of it, until now.
"Yes, little one." As Steve smiled at you, with that brilliant, sweet poster boy charm, you melted into his embrace fully.
"I've been imagining it, you know." He pulled you to him, so that your cheek rested on his shoulder and your nose touched the crook of his neck, inhaling his Alpha scent.
His fingers kept caressing up and down your back. With each stroke and each whiff of his smell, your mind turned into a sponge absorbing his words like a sacred truth.
"Imagining you and our kids. How I would love you and care for you. How far I'd go to ensure you're safe at all times. You know that providing safety is crucial for an Alpha."
You didn't pick up on the fact he was speaking of his needs, though reshaping them to sound like concern for your future.
"It guts me to think I couldn't protect you-"
Instinctively, you wrapped your arms around Steve's middle and chirped for him soothingly.
"-so to think of you being in the same space with that bastard of a brother of yours? It pains me. You understand that, little one?"
"Yes, Alpha." You rubbed the tip of your nose along his mating gland.
"I knew you would." Steve tipped his head down to kiss your temple. "You're such a sweet, perfect omega."
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for the ask game. what are some of your fave fics?
Love reccing fics, thank you for this ask <3 this is by no means a comprehensive list, just what came to mind in this very moment <33333333333333
the meaning of it all and come care about me (Joel Miller x Reader) by @familyvideostevie
Deliver Me From Nowhere (Joel Miller x f!oc) by @atinylittlepain
something wild and unruly and observations (Joel Miller x Reader) and going slow (Javier Pena x Reader) by @ezrasbirdie
bloodshed, crimson clover (Joel Miller x Reader), room for three (Joel Miller x Reader x Arthur Morgan), let me take care of you (Arthur Morgan x Reader) and daydreams (Joel Miller x Reader) by @morning-star-joy
Tiramisu (Marc Spector x Reader) and Waters (Marc Spector x Reader x Layla El-Faouly) and this drabble (Joel Miller x Reader) by @sweetly-yours-and-mine
The Moon To My Stars (Marc Spector and Steven Grant x Reader) and Cinnamon and Honey (Joel Miller x Reader) by @batsingotham
Exile (Joel Miller x f!oc) by @psychedelic-ink
In a Perfect World, You Love Me (Din Djarin x Reader) by @theidiotwhowritesthings
Watch Party (Joel Miller x Reader) by @sweetercalypso
Beloved (Din Djarin x Reader) by @groguspicklejar
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What if Vlad knew about Danny Phantom being Half-Ghost, before ‘Bitter Reunions’?… Would Vlad treat Danny differently, when Danny’s Family first arrives at Vlad’s mansion?… Does Vlad go easier on Danny, during their very First Battle, or would they not not battle at all? 😮
I actually have a story planned that deals with exactly this thing! This one is A Different Meeting from my WIP Ask Game post (and I forgot to include at least 2 other WIPs in that list. Oops):
“Jack. And Maddie!” He stepped forward, clasped her hands, and kissed her cheek. “You’ve never looked lovelier, my d—” His eyes fell upon a familiar face behind her. “And who is this handsome young gentleman?”
Danny’s skin prickled under the piercing gaze. His eyes flitted around nervously, trying to find somewhere to land.
“Oh, this is Danny, our son,” Maddie laughed. “And this is our daughter, Jasmine. Jazz for short.”
A little starstruck, Jazz meekly waved.
Vlad gave the girl a polite nod but shifted his attention back to Danny, gazing at him earnestly. “Indeed, indeed. How marvelous. What a beautiful family. Please, please, come in.” As they passed, he placed a gentle hand on Danny’s shoulder and guided him inside.
Unbidden, a poem he’d learned in middle school rose up through the fog of his memory:
“Will you walk into my parlour?" said a spider to a fly;
“’Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy.
The way into my parlour is up a winding stair,
And I have many pretty things to shew when you are there.”
“Oh no, no!” said the little fly, “to ask me is in vain,
For who goes up your winding stair can ne’er come down again.”
Essentially, Vlad recognizes the boy known as Phantom (kind of hard not to since he looks and sounds the same as his human counterpart; however, if you align with the headcanon that "ghosts look different to humans and only see each other as they truly are", it'll still work) and sets about manipulating Danny to join him, using whatever deceitful ploys he can to win him over.
So to answer your question, anon: yes, definitely, I think if Vlad had known Danny from the get-go, their relationship would have been much different. Vlad likely would have withheld making his hatred for Jack Fenton known, and his focus would rapidly shift from winning an unrealistic, unattainable goal (Maddie's love) to something much more feasible and rewarding (Danny's allegiance and loyalty). He and Danny wouldn't have fought in the library; instead, Vlad would make it his mission to treat, pamper, spoil and corrupt Danny, who already has some resentment issues with his parents and sister.
He's easy prey for this hungry spider.
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