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loser-writings · 4 years

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Ok I have a kinda angsty HC about omega hawks heat. Either he can’t/won’t take suppressants or the during the few heats that happen despite taking them his agency/the commission kinda hire anon alphas that specialise in helping omegas physical/sexual need during heats w/o making any kinda emotional attachment, no scenting, no cuddles, nothing. So the 1st time hawks goes through heat w someone who actually loves him is like ! Eye contact? Kisses? Stay & cuddle after?? He’s crying & so am I -🦇

Oh my god Bat Anon I love this so much. So I just went off to my friend today about hawks (Its such a love/hate with a huge love lean) and this FITS SO WELL with my headcanons about him. SO if you excuse me! Ima just play off of this with a few of my own as well.

Also if you use an emoji for your anon, there will be a special tag made for you. Just wanted to point that out.

Omega! Hawks with his heat [Headcanons]

Warning: Mention of depression, N/sfw, Omegaverse, Heats

(Not my GIf btw)

Hawks really has no idea how to show emotion, and when HIS emotions show, its’s very overwhelming for him. The Government spent so long teaching him that his opinions don’t matter and feelings don’t matter, so he is just sort of numb to everything. When he feels his raw emotion breakthrough, you better expect to see a very lost and confused Hawks.

He can’t take suppressants at all. He tried taking multiple different types, but he’s allergic to the majority with the exception of one brand. That one brand made him extremely depressed, unmotivated, and sick though. So HPCS just decides “Fuck it, Just keep him off of it. We may lose him for a week every 3 months, but it’s only a week.”

I think that HPCS would hire Betas to take care of Keigo when he hits his heat. Since Betas don’t go into a rut whenever an Omega goes into a heat, they are there just to make sure that Keigo doesn’t get hurt. Past every wave of his heat, they will check on him and help him recover a bit.

They can’t scent anything since their scents would be so weak, so there goes scenting items to help him, but they do have sort of an artificial alpha pheromone. (Think of This post as what they use) Downside to THAT is that he has a sensitive nose and stomach when his heat hits. Certain smells will trigger him to get sick and those nasty fake alpha scents will have him throwing up.

Because of the lack of emotion put into his care, he suffers from some of the WORST sub drop. Like yeah the unnamed Betas may feed him when he doesn’t want to eat, they force him to stay hydrated, and make him baths fairly often, but the emotional aspect of heats are extremely draining. He is getting nothing that he needs despite being around people so he just gets really sad and depressed. It’s one of the few moments where he really gets in his own head and questions everything.

Once he hits 18, they really stop having the Betas take care of him due to him getting fairly aggressive about it? Like yeah, sure, they keep him fed and hydrated but they also make him so severely touch starved and lonely. HPCS now just lets Keigo take care of his heats himself at his house.

Him getting an Alpha is a huge deal for him since he has so much baggage, so the idea of spending a heat with them?? He is dying at the thought. Sure, he may keep his cocky facade up and tease to try to keep the Alpha flustered, but he is so scared of having an alpha present for his heat. Especially since he knows how needy and depressed he can be.

Yet when his heat hits, he quickly shoots a text from his personal phone (He has one the HPCS doesn’t know about) to let you know what’s going on. Luckily you show up right after one of the waves had passed, so he just quickly pulls you into the house before rushing back to his nest.

He becomes so quickly overwhelmed by how different his Alpha is compared to how the Betas were. You came with a bag of things he might need, and he is honestly so shocked he tears up then and there. You pull out an old thin shirt that had been modified for his wings and some thinner boxers made specifically for heats; He is instantly crawling into them because they are so heavily scented and it makes his omega purr. You have so much water, and you politely ask him to drink and lay back against the huge make shift chair that was in the corner of his nest. After that, you carefully wrap ice packs around the back of his neck, his wrists, and his chest. He is shocked by how his body seemed to cool and how he could think clearly.

He doesn’t have a heat wave for almost an hour, and in that time you managed to prepare multiple other things on standby before pulling him into your arms, scenting him as well as you could. Maybe it was the heat or overwhelming amounts of love he felt, but he stared crying right there. He didn’t mean to, and he was so thankful you didn’t press him for why he was crying, but it was just so nice to be cared for this way.

Also this man is the SOFTEST during his heat. He will babble, cry, cling to you, scratch your back, bite, beg, and he will tell you that he loves you over and over again. Unlike his old heats where he suffered, he is in complete bliss.

He completely gets off to seeing your eyes scanning his body hungrily. Feeling your hands running across his skin as you compliment him over and over. (Body worship and praise him please. He may act confident but this man will cry and feel so validated) He absolutely loves kissing too. He isn’t the best at it and it can be a bit sloppy, but he really does put it all in it since he is so caught up in the moment. Also PLEASE leave hickeys all over this man. He will ask that they be in places he can hide, but seriously. When he wakes up next to you in between waves, he will admire the red and purple marks going down his chest and covering his inner thighs. Also if you are a little bit goofy, leave shapes on him. He will laugh so hard seeing a Smiling face on his hip or trace the heart shaped hickeys on his chest for hours.

Aftercare with him during his heat is actually fairly simple. Praise him a LOT. He will get insecure and sad, so run your fingers through his hair and wings. Let your fingers dance over his chest as you reassure him that he is safe with you. He will tear up again and laugh, trying to cover up how much your words mean to him since he is so used to feeling like shit after a wave.

When he is knotted, he will cling to you and mumble under his breath. You can catch bits and pieces. “I’m so happy,” “Not a fuckup,” “Deserves love,” and more similar little realizations he has that yeah, he may have baggage but he also deserves this. He deserves to be happy and feel loved. He will fall asleep with the happiest and most genuine smile on his face in your arms.

Once his heat has ended, he has 2 days to recover since he used to pull feathers out due to stress and to get him things. With you there, he spends it eating, cuddling you, and binge watching shitty TV. Newest season of Rupauls drag race? Oh he is so in it. He also will have some deeper conversations at night, confessing some of the things he did and even discussing plans for the future.

He admits that one day he hopes that crime dies down because he wants this. He wants to come home every day to you and maybe even some kids in the future. He might mumble that last part, but he does confess that he wants at least one kid in the future. When you asked the most kids he would want, you were surprised when he said 5. “I would love to have a big family, but if you only want one kid, then that’s fine with me too.”

He originally hated his heat cycles, but now he loves them so much because he has an excuse to be pampered, spend time with you, and dream of the future. He doesn’t have to be “Winged Hero; Hawks” but instead he gets to be Keigo Takami, someone who still has lots to figure out, but is so thankful to have someone to help him along the way,

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winchester-writes · 7 years

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“Cheating”

Jax Teller x Reader

Word Count: 1,921

Warnings: accusation of cheating, language, bar fight...I think that’s about it

Requested by @thevioletthourr: The Reader and Jax are together but she thinks he cheated on her (but it was a misunderstanding) and Gemma never liked the reader and always tells her she doesn't deserve Jax so she has enough and leaves him and gets really drunk at some bar and a creepy guy starts molesting her but Jax comes in and his reaction etc. would be up to you (maybe the reader even gets injured during the fight just to throw a little more angst in there)

A/N: I hope you like it babe and shoutout to @mamapeterson for the beta and then also tagging my other Jax babes, @impalaimagining, @abaddonwithyall, @demondean-for-kingofhell

It all started the moment Jax had officially asked you to be his. The insecurities came flooding in and the fear of him cheating on you went through the roof. Your past relationships were being brought to the forefront of your mind, you knew Jax was different but who was to say he wouldn’t do the same? Especially with his past record with girls.

Cheating was a done deal for you and it had made that very clear when Jax asked you out. He cheats, it’s over. Which was something that he agreed to right before he fucked you into oblivion, so maybe he didn’t really mean it….maybe?

So with all that being said, when you walked into the clubhouse that evening to ask Jax if he was coming home tonight for dinner, and you saw that stupid slut, Ima, straddling him, you stopped short. He didn’t have his hands on her like you would have expected but he also wasn’t pushing her away like he should have. Soon enough your vision got blurry as tears made their appearance and you looked around with a quivering lip as Tig, Bobby, and Chibs gave you a sympathetic look.

Turning around you stomped out of the clubhouse, without Jax ever realizing you were there, and ran straight into Gemma. Great. The one person who couldn’t stand you most in this world, she had the best timing. Giving you a wicked smirk she figured what was going on when she spotted Ima’s car sitting in the lot.

“Oh honey, I’d rather have that slut for my boy than I would you. You know it’s just a matter of time before he dumps you out on the street right?” She leaned in close, whispering harshly, “With how you are, I’m surprised he hasn’t even done it yet.”

The tears were flowing freely. Now was not the time for Gemma to say the hateful things she usually did and she knew that which was why she was taking advantage of the situation, “W-what have I ever done to you Gemma?”

“Nothing sweetheart, I just know who’s right for Jax and who’s not. It’s my job to get rid of the ones who aren’t. If I don’t make him realize it himself. And by the way you’re acting right now, he probably just figured it out.” She pat your shoulder as she brushed past you towards the clubhouse’s entrance, “Maybe if you were better in bed he wouldn’t be panting for a whore.”

You stood there in shock as you hugged yourself, barely holding back a sob, yet you continued to cry as the words Gemma said bounced around in your head. There was always that doubt of you not being good enough for Jax and now it was validated. By both him and Gemma. Usually you could take her shit and brush it off but with what you saw inside you took everything she said to heart.

There was only one thing left to do and that was to go back to Jax’s house, pack what little you had, and find somewhere new to stay. When he asked you to move in with him two months ago he had convinced you to sell your apartment, which was a stupid idea on your part.

As you walked back over to your car you heard your name come from behind you in that voice you loved so much. You could hear the smile in his voice, but you just kept walking. Once he caught up, he turned you around and you saw that smile disappear into a frown. His hand shot up to cup your cheek but you veered your head to the side causing his confusion to deepen.

“Babe, what’s wrong?” Jax said in a soft voice, one that would always make your heart melt.

Shaking your head you looked to the ground and shrugged, “Nothing. Just going home.”

“You just got here, come inside and sit for a while.” He was always good at not pressing you into speaking if you didn’t want to talk about feelings. Which is what you assumed he was doing but you snapped shoving him in his chest.

“Why? So I can watch Ima crawl all over you again without you doing a damn thing about it!?”

Jax’s eyes went wide with realization, he knew what you were doing and when he went to hold you, you pushed him back again. “Don’t fucking touch me. Just….don’t.”

“Listen, if you would have watched a little longer you would have seen me push her off!” he tried explaining, but you weren’t having it.

“I watched longer than I should have Jax and you did nothing! How do you think that made me feel?! I told you, cheating is it for me and you know how I was treated before yet you go and do the same fucking thing!”

“Don’t you dare compare me to those assholes!” Jax was getting irritated now, he didn’t like being accused of something he would never do. “I am nothing like them and you know that! I’ve treated you better in the past year than they did in a month! I had to clean up their fucking mess!”

Your eyes went wide as his words hit home, and it felt like he stabbed you in the heart and slowly twisted it, turning the blade deeper. “S-so...I’m just a mess?”

Jax muttered a low ‘shit’ before looking back up at you with pleasing eyes, “Y/N, darlin’, you know that’s not what I meant. Come on n-”

“No no….I know exactly what you meant….goodbye Jackson. You don’t have to clean up anyone’s mess anymore.” You got into your car, ignoring him walking up to the driver’s door and begging you to open up. After reversing the car out of the parking spot, you squealed out of the lot, passing the house and going straight to the bar.

Sitting in the car for a minute, you cried and cried until there were no more tears left. Calming your breathing down and making sure no one followed you here, you got out and made your way inside, sitting directly at the bar.

Many drinks later you were about to fall off the stool when you flagged down the bartender for, ‘just one more.’ He shook his head and you pouted but decided to rest your head against the counter. Not noticing that the bartender had picked up his cell phone, calling Jax to come pick you up. Everyone in the town knew what girl belonged to which Son, so that just meant they knew you were Jax’s girl. He was on his way in a matter of minutes.

What he saw when he walked in was something that immediately made him see red and smoke billow out of his ears. Some drunk asshole was trying to get you off your seat and over to sit with him. You had tried your hardest to get him off but the moment he gripped the side of your arm, he wasn’t letting go and it hurt so bad you didn’t want to fight back. There were definitely going to be bruises there in the morning.

Jax launched forward the moment the man’s hand found your ass and he ripped the guy back as hard as he could, sending him back onto his butt. Jax immediately asked if you were alright, which you could only nod in answer before the man came back, pissed as ever and punched Jax square in the jaw. The two of them went back and forth, glass and splintered wood flying everywhere.

When the other man had his back turned to you, you got this sense of ‘you could beat his ass’ and walked up behind him to punch him in the back. Right as you wound your hand back he ducked and instead you were knocked to the floor, an immense pain flooding your senses causing you to cry. All you heard was yourself crying and then a giant thud before Jax came next to you, profusely apologizing and helping you stand up.

You didn’t even realize that the two of you made it home until your nose started to throb again and you opened your eyes to see your bedroom.

“Hey, you’re awake. Kinda passed out on me as I was taking you to the car. Thought I’d clean this up while you were out. I’m sorry by the way….I didn’t….I didn’t know he was going to duck.”

“Y-you punched me?”

“Baby I’m really sorry, you know I’d never intentionally hurt you. Ever.” You nodded as he continued to clean up your nose. “And we need to talk.”

Rolling your eyes, you stayed put as he did his best at cleaning you up, “You know that what I said earlier wasn’t what I meant.”

“Then what did you mean by you’re cleaning up their mess?”

“I just meant that...Y/N they treated you like shit babe. I don’t ever want you feeling like that again and what they did to you set your confidence back by a hundred. Sometimes when you get your mind set on something you become so stubborn no one can change it. Which is not always a bad thing. But...when you get your mind on who you deserve or if you even deserve anyone at all, I will admit, it’s hard to get you out of that thinking and show you that you deserve everything in this world. I love my confident badass girlfriend but when their voices fill your head, I don’t see her again for another week or so, no matter how hard I try.”

You nodded and went to turn your head away as another tear streaked down your cheek, feeling guilty for everything that you put him through, “Y/N, look at me, I’m not saying you’re difficult or anything like that so don’t even think it, I’m saying that those asshole boyfriends you used to have are not me and I will do everything in my power to make you feel loved and wanted. You hear me? I love you for you Y/N, always have and always will.”

Smiling a little you winced as your nose burned, “Then why were you with Ima?”

“I was letting her think she had me for a second before I pushed her to the ground and told her to never step foot in the clubhouse again because I have a girlfriend. Besides, no one wants her whore ass walking around anyways.” Jax gave you that signature smirk of his before he placed a gentle kiss on your lips making sure not to touch your nose too much. “I really am sorry about this.”

“Wasn’t your fault, you didn’t know I was behind him. Your mother will get a kick out of it though. She already hates me and I know she’ll say something smart about this.” You curled into Jax’s side after he put a small bandage on the cut on the bridge of your nose and got in the bed beside you.

“You know I told you never to listen to my mother, she’s a bitch and she thinks she knows what best for me when she knows absolute shit. I love you, so that’s all that should matter, right?”

You went to sleep that night with the reassurance that Jax intended to keep his promise and be with you forever, “Right.”

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news-mashable-yahoopartner-blog · 5 years

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Finstas make online dating so much more complicated

In our Love App-tually series, Mashable shines a light into the foggy world of online dating. It is cuffing season after all.

I will never again let someone I'm dating follow my finsta.

That's a sentiment that countless finsta users have when establishing emotional boundaries. In relationships built on intertwined online and in-person interactions, it's often a point of contention.

If you haven't been initiated into the bizarre world of niche memes and astrology tag posts, a finsta is a secondary, private Instagram account used to keep snarky screenshots, rant about your personal life, and post (mostly) risqué selfies that would leave the family members who follow your main account absolutely appalled. Finsta followers are usually a highly curated selection of close friends who wouldn't judge you for your bizarre one-night stands, validate you when you're feeling yourself, and support you when your mental health dips.

If a single group text represented only one circle of friends, then a finsta would be the overlapping portion of a Venn diagram. Friend groups don't always overlap, but on your finsta, you can access all of their unrelenting support on one platform.

Finsta really does teach you a lot. You find out who cheating, who hoeing, who got played and who depressed etc. Need help making a life decision? Ask your finsta, need help on an outfit?? FINSTA

— Tashie🌻 (@_NatashaMarie_) January 31, 2019

But when it comes to romance, deciding whose follow requests to approve can get hairy.

I personally have had a finsta for longer than any relationship I've been in and allowing a partner to follow it ended in disaster. In my case, I forgot to block the now ex from my finsta after we broke up. I posted a screenshot from a funny Tinder conversation with someone else weeks later. I woke up to a seething late night call from the ex, who was furious that I was on a dating app and even more enraged that I posted about it on the not quite public, but not quite private platform.

SEE ALSO: Which dating app is right for you? Use this guide to figure it out.

The whole debacle made me wonder if anyone should ever let their significant other follow their finstas. When I put out a call for thoughts on it, people were passionate about maintaining boundaries between the person they're dating and the content they post in private.

Caroline Long, a college student in Boston, said she rejected her boyfriend's follow request about a month into their relationship.

"If there's life news or drama I'm posting about, he's usually the first to hear about it anyway," she said. "And I've had my finsta for a while so there's some old, old posts about former boyfriends and issues that I'm sure wouldn't be fun for him to peruse."

my finsta b like -here’s a picture of my ass -let me expose my mental illness -now ima broadcast my depression episode -look @ my titties -this meme was funny

— 𝓒rybaby 𝓛ynn ✧ (@xbasedxgoddess) February 6, 2019

Online dating expert Julie Spira says couples with finstas don't necessarily need to share the accounts with each other for a healthy relationship. As long as you're not going out of your way to hide anything, Spira believes having a private space to vent is fine.

"When you're in a relationship, there are always things that you share with your close friends that you just might not share with your partner," she said during a phone call.

Finstas are appealing because they allow for vulnerability when there's an insurmountable pressure to be perfect on social media. Sydney Smalls calls her finsta a "little safe space," which is why she's hesitant to approve her boyfriend's follow request.

"It's where I'm the most honest version of myself online so I only trust a few people with what I write about," the New York-based production assistant explained. "Even though I trust my boyfriend it would just be an added level of pressure for some reason."

Many share her view; although they feel supported by their partners, the finsta users who shared their stories with me said that they would censor their posts if their partners followed them.

When I was convinced someone was ghosting me, for example, I turned to my finsta to talk through it. An army of close friends analyzed screenshots down to the timestamp and deliberated in the comments, concluding that although ghosting was a possibility, I should suck up my pride and double text. In the end, I had nothing to worry about — the support network I had through my finsta convinced me not to sabotage a new relationship, and all I had to do was literally communicate. But if I had let that person follow me, would I have asked for advice in the first place, or would I still be wallowing in my own anxiety?

Overheard in bar last night: Girl 1: I let him see my finsta so we're basically never gonna date Girl 2: oh ya that’s the kiss of death

— PAZ (@pazpaz) February 24, 2018

Finstas are like a semi-public diary for soliciting advice and rationalization and inviting someone you're actively dating into it might make you less inclined to seek out that advice. The private accounts are a valuable space to talk out issues beforehand so you can approach your partner with a reasonable level-headedness.

"Having a space for myself ensures that I'm being honest about what's upsetting me," Long said, elaborating on why she doesn't let her boyfriend follow her. "And how I'm getting from Point A to Point B. Not that I'm dishonest with my boyfriend, but I don't feel as obliged to cater or censor finsta posts for a certain audience."

For Danika Frank, a writer in Los Angeles, using a finsta to separate herself from the people she dates keeps her codependence in check.

"So it was good to have a space, a place where I could dissect my own thoughts away from them," she said. "Even if I was stressed about something relationship-wise, I could break it down on there before bringing it up to them."

Philadelphia college student Mal Sary, who went through a break up while she and her ex were still living together, said having a non-physical space to get away helped her through it until she could find somewhere else to live.

"Instead of yelling at my ex, I just used my finsta to channel a lot of my anger," Sary said.

In addition to having a defined place to put their thoughts in order, the people who don't let their significant other follow their finsta felt like they didn't have to because their relationships were already healthy enough. Although Smalls' boyfriend doesn't follow her private account, she doesn't turn to her finsta to complain about him when they have issues in their relationship.

"When I'd have problems with my ex, I'd just post about it and hide it from him and let it build," she said. "This time, I just talk directly to [my boyfriend]. It kinda feels disrespectful now. I don't want to talk about him behind his back [because] I know he wouldn't do that to me."

Jeung Bok Holmquist, an artist in Madison, Wisconsin, adds that their partner doesn't follow their finsta, but that doesn't give them a pass to complain about him.

"I guess I only wouldn't [allow a finsta follow] if I was actively talking about my partner on there, but I also shouldn't be talking shit about my partner in private," they said. "So then that's just a clear sign of a bad relationship!"

𝓷𝓮𝔀 rules of dating: 1st base: liking and unliking someone’s post 2nd base: “nah u don’t have to venmo me” 3rd: get called an asshole on their finsta homerun: a retweet

— vinay (@mumblecomic) January 10, 2019

That doesn't mean that not allowing a romantic interest to follow you ensures smooth sailing. Nothing you post on social media is truly private. Anything can be screenshot, passed through the screen grapevine, and end up hurting everyone involved. But do people have an obligation to break the trust of following a friend's finsta to protect another friend's feelings?

Evy Oliverio, who works at the United Nations in Beirut, was seeing someone who encouraged her to follow his finsta, until she DM'd him and realized she was blocked. Their mutual friends still followed him and could see that he wasn't interested in her anymore, but didn't tell her. She later found out that he had promptly started dating someone else "for real" after "months" of telling her he "wasn't ready."

"We had enough mutual friends who knew about him dragging me through metaphorical dirt," Oliverio said. "And yet none of them would be like 'Ev, this is happening.'"

Spiro, the relationship consultant, is cautious about breaking that trust. Even though it may be hurtful to mutual friends, if someone invites you to their finsta then you have a "digital moral obligation" not to share what they post.

"Either you're in something that's private or you're not," Spiro said. "I love the fact that this is small and intimate, but I think there needs to be spoken and unspoken rules of what you do and don't share."

Despite the moral obligations, Oliverio notes that finstas are still public, even if your account is set to private, and she'd rather step in than see a mutual friend be hurt.

"You allow who you want to see it but the fact that someone else besides you 'sees' your truth, it's no longer private," she noted, acknowledging that it doesn't justify sharing secrets. "I do think that if you and I have a mutual friend and on their finsta, they start dragging you, I'd tell you. And secondly, hold them accountable."

At the end of the day, finstas are yet another aspect of how the internet muddles dating. But that doesn't mean that finsta users shut their partners out of their secret accounts entirely. For Valentine's Day last year, Holmquist made their boyfriend a zine with drawings from their finsta posts when the couple first started seeing each other. As long as there's open and honest communication between a couple, finstas shouldn't be an issue, they said.

Spiro says it's "almost distrusting" when someone insists on following their partner's finsta.

"I think trust and communication is something couples engage in every day but that doesn't mean that they're on a third-party text or phone call every time they're communicating with somebody else," she said. "You need to have your personal life, and they have their personal life, and you need to have your communication together."

I, for one, value the tightly knit support network in my finsta over any potential partner's insecurities. If a partner asked me to give it up, I'd probably dump them and immediately post about it on my finsta.

Even if it makes dating more complicated, I wouldn't trade it for anything.