#omegareader

[depressionisreal1996]

The Traumatized Omega

Chapter 7

Bold and Underlined=POV Change

Underlined=Line Break

Bold=TV Script

Italics=Thoughts

Bold, Underlined, and Italics=Vision

Y/N's POV

      I was really concerned about Wednesday. When she bumped into the farmer, her head threw back, that I thought she had hurt it. Now she seems to be fine. I so wanted to ask her about what had happened, but it could be something that she didn't want to talk about. We eventually arrived at the  Weathervane, where I saw Tyler. I greatly dislike Tyler, for he is very pushy in trying to court me. I also get a very bad feeling about him, like he isn't a normie that he is trying to be. Because of all that, I tend to try and go to the Weathervane when it isn't his shift. As we got closer to the bar (is that what it's called in coffee shops) I scooted closer to Wednesday. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her look at me slightly.

Wednesday's POV

      When we got closer to the bar of the coffee shop, Y/N got closer to me, and I could sense that she was very uncomfortable. This was putting me on edge, so I allowed her to get closer. We finally made it to the bar, when their machine started to act up. The machine hissed and spewed out steam. The barista was having trouble getting the machine to stop and to work properly. I could feel Y/N slightly laugh at this and it almost caused me to smirk. When the steam finally let up, the barista jumped back, startled by our appearance.

      "Holy crap," he exclaimed looking at us, though his gaze was set mostly on my omega, which I didn't like at all, "do you make a habit of scaring the hell out of people?"

      "It's more of a hobby," I replied to him. Y/N looked at me with a small smile, but I could tell that she doesn't want to be near this person. I wonder why she doesn't like this person, but I will do my best in keeping him away from her.

      "You go to Nevermore," he asked, then looked at my uniform, "didn't realize they changed the uniform."

      "I need a quad over ice," I told him, ignoring the question and comment, "it's an emergency, plus a hot chocolate for Y/N."

      I saw him give me a confused face, and this really irritated me, for he should know how to make this since he works here.

      "It's four shots of espresso," I told him.

      "Yeah, I... I know what a quad is, but, spoiler alert," he explained to me, "the espresso machine's having a seizure, so all we have is drip."

      "But drip is for people who hate themselves and know their lives have no real purpose or meaning," I told him, not wanting drip, "what's wrong with your machine?"

      "It's a temperamental beast with a mind of its own," he told me, "and it doesn't help that the instructions are in Italian."

      "I need a tri-wing screwdriver and a four-millimeter Allen wrench," I told him, while looking at the instructions. I saw out of the corner of my eye,  that Y/N was looking at me with awe on her face. This made me want to puff up in pride, but resisted.

      "Wait, you read Italian," he asked, stunned.

      "Of course. It's the native tongue of Machiavelli," I told him, "here's the deal. I'm going to fix your coffee machine, then you're going to make my coffee and call a taxi."

      "Uh, no taxis in Jericho," he told me, "try Uber?"

      "I don't have a phone. I refuse to be a slave to technology," I said flatly.

      "Then you're out of luck," he said, "where you going anyway?"

      "That's on a need-to-know basis," I told him, for he doesn't need to know anything about this, "what about trains?"

      "Nearest station is Burlington," he told me, "it's half an hour long away."

      "You have a valve issue," I told him, finally seeing what the issue is, "I've seen it before."

      "Where? You have one of these monsters at home," he asked, looking at the machine disdainfully.

      "Steam-powered guillotine," I replied, still working on the machine, "I built it when I was ten. I wanted to decapitate my dolls more efficiently."

      "Sure," he said, looking creeped out, while Y/N looked at me like I grown a second head, "Grim Reaper Barbie, makes perfect sense."

      I finally got it to work, then proceeded to put everything back in order. I looked up and saw both Y/N and the barista looking at me in awe.

      "Wow, thanks," he said, "I never met a Nevermore kid who got their hands dirty. I'm Tyler, by the way. I didn't catch your name, or is that on a need-to-know basis too?"

      "Wednesday," I told him.

      "Tell you what, Wednesday," he said, smiling, "to show my appreciation, how about I drive you to Burlington?"

      "Perfect. Put that quad in a to-go cup," I told him. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Y/N shaking her head in disbelief. This confused me on why she was shaking her head.

      "Uh, but I don't get off for another hour," he said.

      "I'll sweeten the pot," I told him, handing a twenty.

      "Twenty whole dollars," he said, looking at the money, "tempting, but no."

      "I'll make it forty," I said, getting another twenty out.

      "Uh.... Listen, Wednesday, one fun fact about me," he said, looking at me, "I can't be bought, so either wait, or find someone else to drive you."    

      I sighed, and turned around. Y/N and I just went to a booth to sit down and wait. As we wait, I got my book out to read, while Y/N just laid her head down. She does look exhausted, so I let her rest, while reading and keeping my eye out for any form of danger.

Narrator's POV

     Now we are back seeing Principle Weems on her phone. She looks up in time to see Dr. Kinbott exciting the building and looking around. Weems got out of the van and went up to her.

      "What happened," she asked, but got no reply. She knew that her students have escaped the therapy session, so she went looking for them.

Wednesday's POV

      I was getting into my book when I head some boys, so I looked up and saw some people in Pilgrim clothes.

      "Hey, boys, check it out," one said to the group.

      "Who's that? Bro...." the other said.

      "Come on," the first one told them, and they walked up to the booth.

      "What's a Nevermore freak doing out in the wild," one asked me.

      "This is our booth," the other one said.

      "Why are you dressed like religious fanatics," I asked, not comprehending why someone wanted to dress like people who have wrong so many other people.

      "We're pilgrims," the one who seems to be the leader told me.

      "Potato, po-tah-to," I told them uninterestedly.

      "We work at Pilgrim World," he said, putting a flyer down in front of me. This caused Y/N to wake up, and look at them with a scowl on her face.

      "It takes a special kind of stupid to devote an entire them park to zealots responsible for mass genocide," I said looking at the flyer.

      "My dad owns Pilgrim World." he said, with an angry face, "who you calling stupid?"

      "If the buckled shoe fits," I replied.

      "Guys, back off," Tyler ran over to stop what is about to happen.

      "Stay out of this, Galpin," the leader told him.

      "Yes, stay out of this," I told him, while getting up from the booth. I saw Y/N also get up.

      "So tell me, freak," the leader said, while looking at my mate, "you ever been with a normie?"

      This angered me greatly, but as I go to put him in his place, my mate has already done so.

      "I've n-n-never found one th-th-th-that could h-h-handle me," she replied, and this made me proud of her.

      "Boo," I suddenly said, while moving forward a little bit. They jumped back in fright, then went to attack me. Before they could touch me, Y/N jumped in with an open palm hit to the face. This caused a fight to really happen.

~Line Break~

      We were victorious in the fight, though I did see a bruise happening on Y/N's face. This caused me to become very protective of her. I went up to her, and took a hold of her face to examine the bruise better. She just looked at me with a smile. Tyler came up with an ice pack, but as he got closer, I growled at him to not get too close to us, more specifically my mate. He stopped, and I went up to him to get the ice pack. I held it up to her face.

      "So where'd you learn those kung fu moves," he asked me.

      "My uncle taught me," I replied, still taking care of Y/N, "he spent five years in a Tibetan Monastery."

      "Was he a monk," he asked.

      "Prisoner," I told him, getting bored of the conversation.

      Then in walked the town's sheriff. He looked around at the boys and walked up to Tyler.

      "Dad," Tyler said, looking at him.

      "Tyler, the hell's going on here," he asked Tyler.

      "They were harassing the two customers, and they put them in their place," he explained. The sheriff looked over at Y/N and I. He looked us up and down in disbelief.

      "These little things took down three boys," he asked, "did you help them?"

      "Dad, I swear, I wasn't involved," he told him.

      If that wasn't bad enough, here comes Weems coming in. Most likely coming to look for both Y/N and I. When she spotted us, she walked over.

      "Apologies, Sheriff," she told him, "these two slipped away from me. Come on, Miss Addams and Miss Y/L/N, time to go."

      "Wait a minute, hang on," the sheriff said, stopping us from leaving, "you're an Addams? Don't tell me Gomez Addams is your father? That man belongs behind bars for murder."

      This confused me for a moment, as this was never mentioned to me before.

      "Guessin' the apple doesn't fall far from the tree," he told me (I hate it when people assume someone is going to be bad people for what their parents did), "I'm gonna keep my eye on you."

      "Okay," Weems said, putting her arm in front of me to guide me out of the Weathervane. We finally got in the van and went back to Nevermore, but on the way, Weems decided to hold a conversation with me.

      "Your first day and you're already on Sheriff Galpin's radar," she said, "wish I could say I was surprised."

      "What did he mean about my father," I asked.

      "I have no idea, but a word of advice," she said, "stop making enemies, and start making friends. You're going to need them."

      It was maybe about thirty minutes (I'm just guessing at this point) after she stopped talking when we was fixing to pass a wreck.

      "Looks like an accident," she said with a worried tone, "I hope the driver's okay."

      "He's dead," I replied, recognizing the truck, "broke his neck."

      "How can you tell from this angle," she asked me, but decided to ignore her. I took the necklace that my mother has given me, and just held it.

Y/N's POV

      I think I figured out what happened to Wednesday when she bumped into the farmer. She had a vision. I don't quit like people who can have visions, for sometimes they'll take them as fact, and bad things happen. This happened when my mom saw a vision about me, and everything became horrible for me. Though, I'm going to not judge her for her visions.

#wednesday addams x fem!reader #alphawednesdayaddams #omegareader #omegaverse

[holylulusworld]

Big grumpy bear - Christmas snippet

Summary: He’s grumpy. You are sweet. A match made in heaven.

Pairing: Alpha!Walter Marshall x OmegaReader

Warnings: a/b/o, a/b/o dynamics, grumpy alpha, tooth-rooting fluff, pregnant reader, overprotective alpha

Big grumpy bear masterlist

“What is this?“ Walter grumbles under his breath as he enters your office. There is a huge bouquet of roses on your desk. “Why are there roses on your desk? I got you a…” He inhales sharply as the poinsettia plant he gifted to you now stands on the windowsill. “Why did you move the plant I bought for you?”

“Uh-it needs bright daylight, alpha,” you giggle as he seems to be jealous of whoever gifted the roses to you. “You want it to survive, right?”

“Sure…sure,” he says but eyes the roses with darkened eyes. “Who gave you these?”

You’d love to tease your alpha and make him jealous but you show mercy and tell him the truth.

“Oh, these are for Susan, but she’s allergic and gave them to me,” you explain. “She didn’t want to throw them away.”

“Susan. Hmm…” Walter considers your answer. He watches you like he does with a perpetrator. Arms crossed over his wide chest, and with a grumpy expression, he watches you watching him. “That true – or did that douche not get the message last time?”

“Walter,” you purr his name as you slowly get up from your chair. His eyes immediately drop to your middle to watch you run your hand over your swollen belly, “I think everyone knows that you laid claim on me and that I love you.”

“Good,” he clears his throat. His shoulders relax and his features soften as he looks you up and down. “Your belly got bigger again.”

This time, you cross your arms over your chest, and huff. “He’s huge, like his daddy. What can I do? The baby always wants to eat. I’m hungry all the time.”

His eyes light up as you keep on talking about your baby. He hums and stuffs his hands in his pockets to search for the chocolate bar he got you on his way back to the office. 

“I’ve got something for you,” he says and offers the chocolate bar to you. “It’s your favorite with chocolate-nougat cream filling, omega. Only for you.”

“Walter,” you suppress a giggle. “How about we have lunch together first? I’ll eat it for dessert.”

“I got lunch for you too, angel,” he crouches down to cup your belly with his large hands. Walter presses his ear to your belly and closes his eyes. “It’s waiting for you at my office. You can sit on the couch and enjoy your food.”

“You think of everything, huh?” You run your fingers through his luscious locks. “My alpha takes good care of me and our pup.”

He hums happily and enjoys your attention. The last weeks were stressful, to say the least. Case after case kept him away from you and your shared home for longer than he liked.

“I’m an attentive grump.”

“No, you’re my sweet grumpy bear,” you softly say. “Big. Strong. Sweet. Cuddly.”

Walter laughs at the last one. “Cuddly?”

“Yeah. You love to cuddle me,” you point out. “You always wrap your arms around me and nuzzle your face in my neck.”

He grins and nuzzles your belly. “Let’s go to my office. The food is calling your name, and I guess little Walter is hungry too.”

“Another bite, for me,” Walter whispers in your ear. He holds a slice of apple in front of your mouth, waiting for you to eat it. “You need fresh fruits and vegetables. Doctor’s order.”

You giggle and open your mouth. “For you.” You chew the apple while wiggling on Walter’s lap. He always wants you to sit on his lap to have you as close as possible. “Hmm, tastes great.”

“I told them that I need a few days off over Christmas,” Walter casually says. “I need to take care of my omega. We will have delicious food, and a lot of free time.”

“What about gifts?”

“We will have gifts too, Y/N,” he murmurs. “Lots of it.”

“I got something nice for you. I got it after my last ultra-sound. I swear it wasn't expensive.”

“A new sweater?”

“No. I won’t tell you, Walter. Not before Christmas morning!”

“Please tell me,” Walter whispers in your ear. “Omega, tell me…”

“Not a chance…”

“Walter, what are you up to?” You wonder why Walter wanted you to stand in front of the Christmas tree he bought and decorated. He didn’t allow you to lift a finger. “Alpha?”

“I-“ he clears his throat and snaps a few pictures with his phone. “Give me a moment to sort my thoughts.”

Walter walks toward you. He looks you all over, hums, and then he goes down on one knee.

“Angel, you are my sweet, annoying wonder. You just popped up in my life and never left.” He glances at his phone. “Wait…not…this sounded awful…crap.”

Your heart flutters with every word that leaves his lips. Walter stammers but tries to play it cool. “What I wanted to tell you is that you made me a better man, and I love you for it.”

“I love you too.”

“Wait, I’m not done,” he grunts as his knee hurts from kneeling so long. “I-I want more. You already wear my mark and carry my child. But I want you to wear one more thing.”

He gets a beautiful ring out of his pocket, hopefully looking up at you. 

“Walter,” you sniffle and clap one hand over your mouth.

“I want you to wear my name…”

“What if I want you to wear mine?” He chuckles, and you laugh. “Of course, I want to wear your ring and your name.”

He exhales deeply. “Thank fuck.” 

“Same, baby,” you offer your hand to let Walter put the ring on your finger. “I love it.”

Walter slowly gets up to cup your face and kiss you softly. “So, what is my gift? The one you were talking about the whole time.”

“I got it right here, Walter,” you grab his hand to place it on your belly. “Say hi to your baby boy and your baby girl.”

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#walter marshall #alpha!walter marshall #a/b/o #walter marshall x reader #walter marshall x you #Alpha!Walter Marshall x OmegaReader #Big grumpy bear #alpha!Walter Marshall x reader #tw: pregnancy

[insomniakisses]

Happy Birthday Yuna 💖

Pairing: Shin Yuna (Itzy)

Reader: Gender Neutral, AFAB, Refered to as Unnie

Warnings/notes: Smut, nsfw content, MINORS DNI, CIS HETS DNI, alpha yuna, She has a cock, omegaverse, omegareader, creampie, p in v sex, jerking, mentions of breeding, possible unnie kink

The soft whimpers and gentle humping against your leg woke you up. Groaning you turned over only to hear a soft quiet whine and a needy “unnie please” from the maknae. Your eyes shot open and you see yuna pouting and shifting uncomfortably as her cock strains in her pants gentle whines escaping her parted lips and her cheeks all flushed.

“Yuna baby whats wrong hmm?” You coo cupping her face but she just shakes her head whining. “Its too much, hurts!” She eagerly pulls at her shorts silently begging you for help.

You coo pulling off her boxers and your shorts jerking her softly as she whines and moans against your neck. When you feel her breathing speed up and her cock start twitching you stop, pulling her into a kiss and rolling her onto of you carefully moaning when her dick brushes against your core.

Shes blushing now cock painfully hard and her mouth parted eyes wide with blown out pupils. “You wanna fuck me baby? Hmm wanna fuck unnie full of cum?” She nods so fast griping your hips and pushing in moaning and gasping at the wet tight heat around her.

Your mouth falls slack at her size shes heavy and thick in your pussy pushing in so eagerly u throw your head back, she takes this as an opportunity to place soft kisses on your neck. As she starts thrusting however her kisses get more heated and turn more into bites than anything else.

You moan loudly cupping the back of her head pulling her closer to your neck and her bites get harder at this throaty groans escaping against your skin. Her thrusting picks up and her hips move on instinct fucking deep again and again her cock drooling pre with every thrust until shes screaming “unnie” and slamming balls deep shooting robes of hot cum inside you. You feel her balls twitch and throb against u and it send you over the edge thinking of how your sweet maknae is breeding you deep filling you with her thick creamy cum and moaning your name.

Its not long before shes moving again your name falling from her lips like a mantra as she trails hot open mouth kisses down to your chest. Latching onto a nipple she sucks gently running her tongue against the bud and barely nipping it before sucking once more.

U moan her name, grinding uo into her as you feel her knot forming and your own orgasm bearing. You know she wont push in herself young alphas never do. Especially not on their first try so as her thrusts get sloppy and her whines louder you wrap your legs around her popping her knot for her and cumming hard around her. Her cock throbbing and balls clenching in sink with the pulsating of your walls your juices dripping down her cock as she fills you with another load. This one seeming bugger and thicker but still very hot.

She collapses then nuzzling her face deep into your neck a satisfied smile on her face. “Mm, thank you unnie” she mumbles sleepily into your neck. Falling asleep soon after as you rub her back and kiss her shoulder, her cock filling you load after load. You just smile to yourself kissing her head saying “happy birthday yuna”.

I CANT BELIVE BABYS ALL GROWN UP 😭

#alpha itzy #itzy x fem reader #itzy x reader #itzy #itzy imagines #itzy smut #itzy reactions #itzy yuna #alpha yuna #itzy omegaverse #shin yuna #yuna #yuna x reader #yuna imagines #yuna smut #shin yuna x reader #shin yuna imagines #shin yuna smut #kpop imagines #kpop smut #g!p kpop #kpop x fem reader #kpop x reader #kpop omegaverse

[bts-trash-blog]

Best Of Us

Chapter 24: Alpha Said

Summary: Being an Omega is hard, it could be so lonely. The hardships that you would sometimes feel seemed to much, always expected of things you could never fully reach. Always seen as a piece of meat to some, seen as weak and stupid. So you worked your ass off to finally work your dream job. And the world all changed when you met one of the bosses. And couldn't help but end up falling.

Paring: Rap Line X Fem!Chubby OmegaReader

Warning: {18+ ahead} A/O/B!VERS, mentions of sexual harassment, heats, ruts, knotting, breeding, angst, possessive behavior, more warnings will be added as needed.

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You were walking down your building steps- your hand interlocked with Namjoons as you took a deep breath in. Trying to maintain the level head you had gotten back after you had started to pack your bags.

You were still upset.

Beyond upset.

You felt betrayed-and somewhat dirty and used. Though with the words Namjoon had said to you-so soft and caring and how quickly they tried to fix the way you were feeling it made you feel slightly better. Only slightly. Though you know the moment you saw Yoongi you might scream at the Alpha-hell you will no doubt cry. He felt like an uncertain piece right about now- yet you hope he was willing to fix it. Own up to the mistakes that were made and to work through it-yet you feared that he wouldn’t. The fear of the different stories running through your mind-yet when the window of the car rolled down and you’re met with a bright smile-one that warmed you from your heart out all of the fear went away.

Hoseok’s hair was loose-falling slightly in his eyes, sunglasses being spun around his finger as he smiled a toothy smile your way. His lips looked well bitten as if he had been chewing at them for some time- you saw the way one side was still between his teeth as his eyes met yours. His skin glowed as the sun hit it-it had you smiling softly back as he opened his door quickly-stepping out and pulling you into a tight hug. His minty scent twisted around you, his fingers rubbed into your lower back, his nose brushed under your ear as he pulled away slightly. Eyes looking down at you then to Namjoon you hand still laced with the Omegas as your other one awkwardly laid at your side.

“Have everything you need? All of your meds?” Hoseok whispered as his nose brushed against yours as he slowly pulled away, one hand dropping to his side as the other ones stayed on your waist. You gave him a small nod as you cleared your throat as you took a deep breath in.

“Yeah-made sure I have more than enough-uh also brought some work clothes and my makeup.” You mumble making Hoseok smile brightly as he looks between you and Namjoon as you feel the end of your shirt being rolled between his fingers.

“Good good..that's perfect I cleared some space for you in our closet and Yoongi did in our bathroom.” He pauses at the way you tensed at the mention of the other Alpha. Hoseok quickly cleared his throat as he nodded, pulling away and grabbing the bag over your shoulder. Pulling it over his- he quickly moves back to the car, opening the back seat and placing your bag there as Namjoon quickly moves to sit in the back.  

“You get the passenger seat baby.” Namjoon called out, making you huff and nod as you moved around the car-but not before Hoseok opened the door for you. It had you giving a small thank you as you moved to sit down-winced slightly at the slight heat coming from the leather seats onto the back of your thighs.

“Sunglasses..I forgot my sunglasses.” You mumble-a small pout on your lips as Hoseok gets into the driver's seat.

“Hobi probably had an extra set.”

“Extra what?” Hoseok mumbles, his sunglasses already being pushed up onto his nose as he starts to turn the wheel to get out of the spot he was in. Your eyes stayed on him the way the palm of his hand stayed in the wheel-the other against the car door as he took off. It had your mind somewhat racing with not so appropriate thoughts. Though you looked away as his eyes quickly looked back at you.

“Sunglasses.” You mumbled making him hum suddenly his hand was reaching in front of you opening the glove department and reaching-a slick black case was suddenly handed to you as you took it. The sound of the glove department closing had you sighing as you took a sleek black pair of glasses out-then you jumped slightly at the feeling of Hoseok's hand on your thigh as you looked back over at the Alpha. He had a small smirk on his face-that he kept facing forward-and the feeling of his thumb rubbing against the inner part of your thigh had you huffing as you pushed the glasses onto your face.

You kept your eyes facing towards the road-the soft hum of the music as you felt his fingers drum against your skin to the beat. Namjoons scent of peaches and pears mixing with a sugary scent had your eyes closing as Hoseok's minty scent twisted along with it. It was a dream-truly- the way the two scents mixed together just had your mind relaxing as your hand reached down and laced with Hoseok’. The feeling of his warm skiing against your had goosebumps rising on your skin- the feeling of his rough palms resting against yours had you looking over to see the tips of his ears turning bright red. The sound of Namjoons soft chuckle and a low rumbled growl coming from Hoseok's chest had you smiling softly at the two.

“Your hands are huge.” You whisper as you fingers play with his-it had the Alpha letting out a soft breath as Namjoon let out a loud laugh.

“You know what else is big-”

“Namjoon.”

“His dick.” You couldn't help the choked back laughter bubbling from your chest  as you heard Namjoons falling in tune with you.

“Namjoon!” Hoseok huffed his hand falling from your as he shook his finger at your face then to the Omega in the back. “Have you learned nothing?” Hoseok mumbled and then you heard him gasp, making you look to see his finger between Namjoons teeth as your daughter started to grow once more as you watched Hoseok take his hand away and shake it out. “I swear you’ll be punished when we get home.” Hoseok growled, making you giggle as his hand moved to lace back with yours. “He’s a little shit.”

“You’re an asshole with a big dick.” Namjoon sassed back making you spit out a laugh as Hoseoks gave your hand a tight squeeze making you stick your tongue out at him. “Anyway-I made sure she stayed in the  shorts for you hyung.” His words had Hoseok's chuckling awkwardly as you looked over to see a half shy smile as he cleared his throat.

“I have no idea what he’s talking about.”

“You and Yoongi are the same-”

“Namjoon.”

“No no let him finish.” You intervened as you looked behind you- Namjoons eyes locked with yours as a dimpled smile shining your way.

“They like your thighs-though Hoseoks honestly a boobs guy.”

“Can we stop?”

“You were perfectly happy with her and you teasing about choking me.” Namjoon bit back as you huffed out another laugh. “Also what do you like? Watching?” He asked-eyes moving to look right at you-your peeking up from the sunglasses as you shrug.

“I don't know what you’re walking about.” You paused as you took a deep breath in a face forward. “Plus you’re still in trouble.” Namjoon let out a gasp as Hoseoks started to giggle. “Hey Alpha- you're in just as much trouble too.”

“Well shit.” —-

Walking out of the elevator and into the apartment you took a deep breath, in-unknown scents crossed into your path making you freeze. Stumbling into Namjoons chest as you look over your shoulder at him as he smiles at you. Yet it drops as his arm wraps around your shoulders as his nose presses against your cheek.

“Yeah I know- two of the cleaners forgot scent blockers and now our house smells like a mix of them and cleaner.” He grumbled making you nod slowly, leaning back into his hands moving to his arm that had slid from one side of your neck to the other. The two of you waddle deeper into the apartment.

“Yeah I about lost it on that Alpha one-I swear she did it on fucking prepose.” Hoseok grumbled moving past the two of you sitting on the couch as he huffed as he looked at you. “We are never using them again-she was in the fucking heat room without a blocker. Fucking bitch.”

“Possessive much.” Namjoon grumbled behind you, smiling softly at you as your body pulled away and wandered to the freshly cleaned floor to ceiling windows-looking down at the city around and letting out a soft breath. “He isn’t here-he got called to an important meeting in Yokohama this morning-another reason why I wanted to facetime you this morning.” Namjoon shyly mumbled as you look back to see him sitting next to Hoseok their hands laced together as the Alpha stares off looking at the glass wall you were at. His brain spacing out had Namjoons eyes flicking from you to him as he snapped his fingers in his face.

“Sorry.” Hoseok mumbles blinking rapidly as he takes a deep breath in and looks at you. “Just trying to figure out how to go about this…wanna keep him in the loop but I don't want to stress him more than he already is.” His words had you rolling your eyes and letting out a soft sigh- of course he’s worried about Yoongi and not completely about you-secretly you were too the thought of one of them alone and stressing out about anything without comfort for you- yeah no it worried you. But you were upset with him.  “Also want to make sure we can fix this-like actually fix it so the way you’re feeling never happens again.” He pauses as he looks at Namjoon the Omega nodding as if to encourage the Alpha. “But I need to know exactly how you are feeling and why? Like I think I understand some of it but I'm an Alpha I can't-can’t piece it all together.” He mumbles as you take a deep breath, arms crossing over another-toes digging into your socks as you rolled up onto them and then back down.

“I feel..I feel used?” You mumble under your breath, your eyes closing for a second as you open them and look back to Hoseok. His eyes on you-a sudden twist of burning mixing with your cookie scent had him blinking as he nodded slowly. “I feel dirty. I mean..I haven’t been very intimate with a lot of people-like at all. I mean sure I’ve made out with a few Alphas and Betas during my life but I’ve never spent a heat with anyone before-not truly-and I’ve never done some of the things I did with Yoongi. I mean ever. So I feel dirty.” You paused as you took a deep breath in-Hoseok's minty scent turning bitter as Namjoon's fruity scent slightly went rotten. It had you stepping to the moving to sit on the floor in front of them. Namjoon's watery eyes had you reach out to touch his knee as he froze-a single tear running down his face as he moved to sit on the floor next to you. “I know it’s not your fault- I mean the two of you- you didn't know but I feel as if I’ve lost a bit of trust with him now..like he didn’t even shoot me a text about seeing if it was okay to talk about what happened between us, you know?” You paused as you felt Namjoons arms wrap around your waist pulling you into his side. “Like I was some erotic story to get off too or something. Like the fact my privacy wasn’t even worth checking in for him just really hurt and made me feel dirty that he told you the way he did.”

“So do you want to keep stuff between one on one more private?” Hoseok asked-head tilting as you nodded. “So what went on between me, you and Namjoon you’d prefer to keep it between the three of us?”

“For now? I mean again I'm not used to being intimate with people-it's all new to me.” You mumbled as Hoseok slid off the couch spread in his legs and stretched them out as he nodded-hands reaching out for you as you looked over to Namjoon. He nodded as he slipped away from your side as you moved to shuffle in front of Hoseoks.

“I'm sorry. I'm sorry for even asking him if something happened between the two of you.” Hoseok pauses as his hands rest on your shoulders sliding up to your neck as your hands press against his wrist. “I’m sorry that you feel so used…I understand now why and how you would feel that way. I mean if I have never been sexually intimate with someone before and they went off and said something I’d be upset to.” he paused as you nodded the feel of his thumb running across your jaw had you leaning into his touch. “I guess I was just excited to see if..if I could be more intimate with you..if you felt comfortable enough to start trying with us..with Alphas. It was selfish.” His words had you reaching forward brushing his hair behind his ear as he leaned into your hand. His scent slowly became more and more cold in a way-as the bitterness left. It became almost sweet as you leaned close to him, his hand slipping from your neck down as your nose brushed his. You felt the way his breath left him as you pressed a kiss to his lips. Pulling back as soon as he pushed forward a small whine passing his lips as you sigh your hand moving through his hair as his eyes open as he looks at you.

“It’s okay- I'm glad you can see my point of view.” You whispered as he nodded softly, his hands dropping on your waist as he tugged you closer to him, your knees pressing to his inner thighs as he lifted you slightly making you tilted your head.

“Lift your knee.” His words made you gulp as you did just that his leg suddenly sliding under you as his lips pressed against the crown of your head. His hands pushed you down, the feeling of his thigh against your core had your eyes widening as you looked up at him. His eyes already on you as his lips curl into a smirk. “So though I know that we might not have a complete solution..” he pauses as his eyes slide behind you as the Namjoons scent curls around the room as you feel heat against your back. Namjoon's hand. It had your face heating up-and though Hoseok was pressing you down you were trying to not put your full weight on his single muscle. He could tell. His eyebrows scrunching together as he lifted his leg the rest of the way making you whimper. “I can do this right baby?”

“Do-do what exactly.”

“Alpha wants you to ride his thigh.” Namjoons words had your lips parting as an airy gaspe fell past them.   The feeling of Namjoon's hand pressing into your stomach-Hoseok's resting on your waist had you whining. The hazy feeling of a drop consuming you slowly as you look at Hoseok. Look at Alpha.

“Wh-what?” You mumble making Hoseok's chuckle softly, his head leaning forward as his nose runs against yours- his lips pressing against yours as you feel Namjoons nose running up your neck.

“You ride his thigh- it feels so good pup.” Namjoon whispers, making you dazily pull away from Hoseok's lips looking over your shoulder as Hoseoks suddenly pull you forward, making you gasp. The feeling of your clit dragging across his sweats- your thin shorts dragging into your sensitive skin-it had slick pooling and you swear you felt it run down on him at the very moment. “See?”

“Fuck.” Hoseok whispers as you lean your forehead against his shoulder. “Can I move you again?” He asked, making you nod against his skin as he grunted at you. “Words,pup.”

“Yes-yes.” You whined making him chuckle as Namjoon's hand tightens around your waist as  you were suddenly moved back then forward again. The feeling had you shuttering as your hands moved to wrap around Hoseok's neck. The was his minty scent wraps around you and mixes with Namjoons fruity scents-it was claiming yet arousing at the same time. You were growing stickier by the second and with each movement forward or back you felt an unexplainable heat building at the bottom of your gut.

“Fuck Alpha do you smell that.” Namjoon whispered into your neck- the feeling of something hard brushing your back side with each jut of your hip had you whining again as you felt teeth nipping against your skin. Fingers pulling at your shirt as you feel Hoseok's thigh tense- flexing under you as you whimper.

“Yeah I do baby boy- you shoulder see the slick patch she’s leaving on my thigh-fuck.” Hoseok's words had you leaning forward kissing softly at the skin of his neck, his hands gripping your hips. Stopping your movement makes both you and Namjoon whine. “Fuck doll, look at the mess you’re making.” His words had you pulling back looking below you seeing a large wet patch as he chuckled softly at your embarrassed reaction as you felt Namjoon jut forward against you making you lean back against him arms dropping from Hoseoks as you pant at the Alpha.

“Why’d you stop?” You mumble out making him chuckle as he suddenly moves your forwards again as you let out a soft cry of surprise.

“So you’d want more.” His teasing words had you whimpering as you felt Namjoon's hand slide upward- hand suddenly wrapped around your breast-squeezing making you let out a drawn out moan. Your breathing turns from shallow breaths into panting as you feel his lips press into yours. “Fuck you two.” Hoseok's words had your eyes peeking open as your lips kept moving with Namjoons. A sting of saliva string between the two of you as you pull apart his lips moving to your cheeks then down to your jaw. Suddenly biting down against the skin. A loud whine past your lips- that was gonna leave a mark for a day or two- yet you felt the way his breath got caught in his throat as your hand moved behind you. Squeezing at his thigh as your hips naturally jut forward, sliding against Hoseok's thigh as your hand slid from Namjoons thigh to his front.

“Pup.” Namjoon whined, his lips still pressed against your skin though he nipped at your once again as you hand pressed against something thick and hard- he twitched against your hand juts forward into your hand. His sweet smelling slick-one you had a semi-familiarity too wrapped around you making your mind go almost blank. Hoseok suddenly leaned forward, his hand sliding under your shirt as you froze slightly at the unfamiliar feeling. The easy his rough hands felt against your skin-how warm they were and how your skin felt as if it was vibrating. Your eyes fully open as they suddenly cup under your bra making Namjoon's hand drop down against your hips as he moves once against your hand. Your moan makes the two males around you grunting in response as you feel Hoseok's thumb run over your sensitive hard nipples. Making you whine as your hand squeezed around Namjoon, your own hips jutting forward as you felt you slick dripping even more. Pooling around onto Hoseok's thigh even more.

“Your tits are fucking perfect.” Hoseoks mumbled as you heard Namjoon partially purr in responses as you felt his cock drag in the palm of your hand as he moved. “Fuck baby. Im so fucking hard right now.”

“Same here Alpha-her hand is so nice. Fucking perfect.” Namjoon breathes behind you as he pants-his head burring into your neck. “Your fucking perfect. Omega perfect.” Namjoon pantsed into your skin- his fingers squeezing your hips into his hands as your moan.

“Yeah she is perfect. Fuck can I take your shirt off?” Hoseoks mumbled his eyes meeting yours as you moved forward, your arms wrapping around his neck as your nose pressed against his. Namjoons whining behind you at the loss of your touch as you look down at Hoseok.

“I can trust you.” You remind yourself- his head nodding as one of his hands falls out from under your shirt-moving to cup your cheek as he moves and presses a deep kiss against your lips.

“Always, you can always trust me. You can always trust us. I promise.”

“You..you aren’t-fuck small.” You mumbled-eyebrows scrunched together- your mind going faster than you could process.  Hoseoks chuckled against your lips as Namjoons pressed himself against your back- as you took a deep breath in. Trying to put your thoughts together. “You won’t leave?” You mumbled head tilting eyes closing then opening as you looked at the Alpha in front of you. His eyes turned from one of arousement to worry.

“Leave you?” Hoseok's words had you nodding, suddenly your back was cold as Namjoon slid to sit neck to the Alpha. His own face was full of worry- yet neither one couldn’t full hide their arousement- but they were putting you first.

“Big?” you mumble out looking between the two as they look at each other-nodding together as Hoseok moves your to press completely against him.

“You aren’t too big, you're perfect for us. I love how soft you are against my hands.”

“Yeah- you have no idea how perfect you feel against our skin- I want to feel every part of you- Need to touch every part of you.” Namjoon added- quickly and slurred- fighting a drop himself as you let out a small squeak at their words.

“Not all the way?” You asked- making the two of them nod as Hoseok's hands moved to your jaw-his thumb brushing your lip as your eyes stayed on him.

“No-not all the way but I’m gonna make you cum so hard your legs will be shaking and you won’t ever think of another Alpha-besides Yoongi- again.” his words had you letting out a small whimper as you felt his hand slightly squeeze your cheeks. “Now before I do that- how about you and Joon go up stairs-make a little nest?” His words had you nodding as suddenly Namjoon stood up. His hand reached out to pull you up  off of the Alphas thigh-the large dark spot had you blushing- and the way you slightly wobbled had it grown deeper as the Alpha chuckled. “God I could just pull you right onto my face right now baby.” His words had you yelping as he teasingly grabbed the back of your thighs. Move his face right the the tops of your thighs-licking at the skin where some of you slick had built up at. It had him moaning as his eyes shut- a growl almost rumbling up from his chest as you whimpered. Namjoons keep you upright. “Fucking sweet.” He whispers against your skin as he suddenly presses against the couch. “Fuck- fuck.” He breathes, making Namjoon laugh as you whimper.

“We should go before he actually has you sit on his face.” His words had you look over then back down to Hoseoks. Debating actually doing it or not- yet you were scared you’d hurt him- and you honestly had never had anyone down there so even that freaked you out slightly. Yet Namjoon distracted you as he pressed his hard against your hip. “Come onnnn.” He whined making Hoseok laugh as you step over his thigh as Namjoon leads you up the stairs.

“Dont fucking touch her till I get up there- but pup?” His words were directed at Namjoon then you- the tone changing just as fast as your eyes met Hoseoks. “Do whatever you want to our boy.” His words have Namjoon whining as you chuckled teasingly at the Omega next to you- The two of you suddenly racing up the stairs as you both almost trip at the top step making Namjoon giggle as you shake your head at him when he kept pulling you to the master bedroom.

Suddenly you were tossed onto the large bed making your breath leave your lung as the Omega landed on top of you. His hand reaching down to one of your thighs brings the leg up to wrap around his waist as he rocked into you. Making you moan at the feeling- your soaked shorts and underwear doing absolutely nothing to black the feeling of his cock.  His lips mashing into your as his elbows land on either side of your head. Hands splayed against the pillows as your wrap around his neck pulled at his hair as he moaned against your lips. The feeling of his hair between your fingers had you moaning as you pulled, making him whine as he slightly pulled away as he kept rocking into you.

“Need you so much.”

“Alpha said-” You started to mumble making the omega above you growl as you whimpered under him.

“I dont care what Alpha said- I need you.” He growled then tapered off to a whine as you met your hips up to his, suddenly he was completely melting against you, one of his hands moving down to your breast as he looked at you. Pleading eyes- you cautiously nod making him smile as if he was a pup opening presents on Christmas. He gave you a quick kiss- pushing himself up as he moved and took his the black hoodie off then he pulled you up, his bare chest on full display as you just about drooled at the sight. He was board-you knew that-but you had no idea the amount of muscle he truly had on him. His pecs were defined as so were his abs but what caught your attention the most was the defined v-lin and happy trail. It had your reaching forward fingers tracing every muscle making his breath shutter as you looked up at him. “Please.” He whined-the feeling of his hands tracing the hem of your shirt had you smirking slightly at him. The feeling of his finger fiddling with the thin fabric had something stir in your gut as you suddenly found the confidence and strength to flip him onto his back, your body moving to straddle him. He let out a moan as your very soaked shorts pressed against his bare abdomen as he looked at you. “Fuck yes.” He whimpered as he watched your arms cross hands grabbing the bottom of your shirt as you let out a deep breath in. His eyes watching you as you lift the fabric up-pull it off of you as you tossed the shirt onto the bed beside you. Your plain black bra is on display as you watch his tongue slide against his plush swollen pink lips as his eyes scan down your body. You freeze-your own eyes looking down to see you plush belly-stretch marks and all on display making your arms move to wrap around yourself yet his hands stopped you- making your eyes snap back to him. His body moved forward and moving to your sides- feeling your skin against his for the first time. It had his breath picking up as you had now slid right on top of his cock as he looked at your eyes. “Fucking perfect.” His words had you whole body heating up as you whined slightly at him- his eyes brightening up as his lip once again pushed against yours. The two of you move together without a second thought as his lips suddenly part, making you hesitantly move your tongue- meeting his own, making your smile slightly against his lips. Running along with your bold streak you suddenly move your hips against his, making him let out a surprised moan against you.

“Good?” You whisper as you feel his hands squeeze against your hips- you kept moving and with each move a breath left him. He nodded- as if that was the only thing he could do as you hum, one hand sliding against his bare chest as the other slid up his arm to his shoulder. A light bulb going off in your head as you remember what had happened downstairs on the couch almost two weeks ago. Your hand slid from his shoulder towards his neck and suddenly your palm was at the front of his neck fingers wrap around the side making his mouth fall open as he let out the loudest moan as you chuckle down at him. Your hips kept moving as he pretty much became limp at the way you moved.

“Fuck.” You hear making you stop as you look over your shoulder to see a Hoseok- his sweats and tank top gone only black briefs as it about had you melting on the spot. If you thought Namjoons muscles were defined, then Hoseok was a level above that. He was much more muscular than he looked. He chuckled at the look on your face as your eyes moved from his chest down his v-line much deeper than Namjoons and his cock was clearly much larger than Namjoons.. Though a given from their sub-genders- it was still a shock at the just how big it looked behind a pair of briefs. It made you imagine how big it really looked without briefs and it had you drooling as Namjoon suddenly thrust upwards making your body jump as his face laned between your breasts. Groaning as you felt the way his tongue moved along the skin between them as his lips suddenly sucked at the exposed side.

Your bra suddenly tugged down- the feeling of your breast toppling out had you looking down at the Omega. One of his hands wrapping around one  massaging with every thrust of his hips-while his lips wrapped around your nipple. It was a strange feeling- it had your eyes closing as your breaths turned shallow with every movement of his mouth and hand. His thumb flick at your nipple as his teeth slid around the other- it had your spine shivering as you moaned at the way he sucked and squeezed against you.

“Baby boy what did I say?” Hoseoks growled- the feeling of his body crawling onto the bed as he looked at you and suddenly weaved his fingers into his hair- yanking his hair making him detached form you nipple in one swift quick move as you moaned out slightly in pain.

“Need her.” Namjoon whined as Hoseok growled in respouns- his lips suddenly pressing against Namjoons- you watched as his tongue was practically shoved down the Omegas throat as he pulled back and spat into Namjoons mouth making the man below you groan. “Alpha.” Namjoon whined as you chuckled as Hoseok suddenly grabbed your hips moving you to lay next to the Omega. Hoseok's hand moving around you-uncliping your bra and throwing it behind him- his lips pressing against your and the trailing down your neck the you chest his lips pressing into the flesh of you boobs as his fingers twist underneath your shorts making you lift up and suddenly you were bare in front of both of them his eyes widening as his hands moved and rubbed up you closed thighs. His tongue sliding between his lips as Namjoon whined.

“Alpha please.”

“No You didnt listen you get to fucking watch- and touch yourself. It's no longer gonna be about the two of you-just her.” Hoseok's words were a growl-demanding and it had your slick dripping out of you-rubbing your thighs together as his hand suddenly pulled them apart making you gasp at the cold air. His eyes are about just when the scent of you fills the air-thick. “Gonna eat you up.” He whispers, making you whimper as you hear Namjoon moaning-looking over as Hoseoks kisses up your thighs you see Namjoon's hand in his shorts, moving up and down with his eyes on the two of you. “Eyes on me.” Hoseok growls teeth nipping at your thighs making your gasped legs twitch away from his teeth making his warm breath fan against you. It had you look down though your stomach made it harder to see him as he chuckled softly. You were becoming insecure more and more by the minute yet every thought went away the moment his tongue slid between your lips. The feeling had you gasping, eyes closing as you reached down and grabbed his hair. It had him groaning into your- the vibrations sending a chill up your core. The feeling of his soft tongue against your about drove you insane at unfamiliar feelings- yet you knew it would be the most addicting thing in the world. You could feel every single ridge of his tongue as he moved it up and down-the tips catching your opening with each lick which had your hip jolting up each time.

Slick was practically spilling out of you- panting, growing as your hand pulled at his hair the other reaching out to Namjoon as he moans matched up with your breaths.  And then suddenly the slurping started- it had you whining as you squeezed Namjoons arm. The sound of the way his hand was moving up and down on his cock had your eyes lazily opening as you saw the twist of pure ecstasy as his eyes were on the way your body moved with Hoseok movements. The feeling of Hoseok's hands squeezing your thighs had you whining as you lifted yourself on your elbows to see his face the best you could over your stomach. His hair was a tousled mess from you pulling- his eyes were closed and he pulled away suddenly, eyes opening up slightly to look at your pussy watching as a fresh batch of slick slipped out of you. It had him moaning as he launched himself back into your, his tongue slipping into your hole hooking upwards making you almost sob at the feeling building in your core.

“Alpha.” You cried out at the feeling of his tongue slipping in and out and each time the way it hooked upwards then down had  you dropping back down onto the bed- your body jiggling on impact and suddenly Namjoon was letting out the loudest moan of the night making Hoseok and you pause looking over at the Omega. His jaw dropped-eyes on your now rolled on his side as one had was fist his cock. Shorts pulled halfway down and the other hand was reaching behind him, it had both you and Hoseok growling though Hoseok unlike you truly was focused on you cause suddenly his tongue was skiing right back into your. Nose brushing your clit with each movement making you and Namjoon moan at the sight.

“Alpha-please please please.” Namjoon begged out as his hips moved back and forth-cock sliding into his hand and you assumed back onto his fingers. Your eyes land on his cock-seeing his thick hard and much darker cock between his hands had your drooling. He was thick and semi-long, you knew he was both thicker and longer than most Omega males his tip was a bright pink and per-cum was dribbling out of it. Though your eyes close quickly as a cry passes your lip when out of nowhere Hoseok's lips wrap around your clit and sucks.

The feeling was surprising-and it brought a heat up your core to a tight spot at the base of your cunt. You were moaning non-stop- Namjoon doing the same as you felt a burning sensation then a snap as you thigh slammed closed around his head hair tugging him closer as you felt tears build at the corners of your eyes. As you slowly came down you loosened your grip around his head as he pulled away moving up your body as his lips pushed against your- the feeling of something wet and sticky against your thigh had you looking down to see a darker spot on his briefs as he looked where your eyes casted down too. An awkward chuckle passes his lips as you feel Namjoon roll over next to your side as his chin hooks onto your shoulder.

“He came.��� Namjoon whispered as you giggled softly at the sticky mess the three of you were in-and honestly you wouldn’t have it any other way.

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#bts #bts smut #bts angst #bts fluff #bts x reader #bts x chubby reader #bts poly x reader #bts poly a/o/b #bts abo #bts omegaverse #bts omega reader #bts omega namjoon #bts alpha yoongi #bts alpha hoseok #bts namjoon #bts hoseok #bts namjoon smut #bts namjoon fluff #bts namjoon x reader #bts hoseok smut #bts hoseok fluff #bts hoseok angst #bts yoongi #bts yoongi smut #BTS yoongi angst #bts yoongi fluff #bts yoongi x reader #bts rapline #bts rap line x reader #bts poly rapline

[nut-in-me-jojo]

Been considering doing a mini Gyutaro side project just to keep myself refreshed while working on AWB.

So if I were to do so, I’m curious to see which you would all rather see🤔

#demon slayer smut #gyutaro #gyutaro x you #gyutaro x y/n #gyutaro smut #gyutaro shabana #kimetsu no yaiba gyuutarou #gyutaro x reader #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer gyutaro #kny gyuutaro #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer x female reader #gyutaro kny

[avada-kedavra-bitch-187]

What’s that fic i believe it’s a series and reader is an omega and she thinks she is infertile and she gets with Bucky after being scared of letting him down and they find out she isn’t infertile it was actually her ex who was and he was just blaming it on reader and Bucky gets rlly angry

just try by @waiting4inspiration

https://waiting4inspiration.tumblr.com/post/184388156755/just-try-masterlist-alphabucky-x-omegareader

#alpha bucky x omega reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x y/n #alpha bucky barnes #marvel x platonic reader #abo marvel #abo marvel reader #abo dynamics #bucky barnes x reader

[minervadashwood]

My writing priorities for the next week or two are:

1-2K of Scars and Stitches per day, +editing/revising for 1-3 hours

Then as time permits:

pre-apocalypse alphaDaryl x omegaReader part 2

requests

Olivia Dade's guide on writing fat characters (revise and condense)

I think I'm done with the coffeeshop au for now. May go back at another time.

#mdop #minerva meta #note to min

[secretswiftymarvelfan]

Full Moon - Steve Rogers x Reader Masterlist

Summary: (Y/N) has been on the run for the past year. when she meets steve in a bar she finds a way out from all her problems. Will her problems see though the lies she made?

Warning: Mention of death, bad past, Brock being an asshole, fluff, canon typical violence, attempted assault, mention of injury, SMUT 18+

A/N: This is my first A/B/O so apologies if its wrong, or whatever! 

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3*

#Steve Rogers #steve rogers x reader #marvel #a/b/o #omegareader #alphasteve #captainamerica #au

[flowercrown-bucky]

Alpha and Omega (Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader)

¡Hola, mi compadres!

I thought I would do this as a series of Bucky omegaverse one shots, but where they can be read as a whole or seperately???

Idk I thought it was a good idea.

Enjoy! x

Bucky rested his head in his hands. It was official. He was the only un-mated Alpha in his whole university. He was going to die alone. Every time he caught smell of something exciting, it would turn out to be another goddamn mated omega. Or a beta. And why was he alone? He wasn’t the worst alpha. How the hell did that clint kid get a mate before him? Albeit, lots of girls were put off by the fact he had a metal arm, but his ma always told him that it was ‘beautiful, sweetheart’. He was a better specimen than that idiot. Sure, he was captain of the math something or other. Sure, he held the university’s archery record, but that wasn’t that great, was it? Bucky had muscles. He was hardcore. Since when had girls not liked hardcore?

“Hey, bud, still mopin’?” His best friend, Steve, liked to mock him. “It’s hardly surprisin’, Buck. You’re a mess.” “Easy for you to say.” Was Bucky’s miserable reply. Steve had it easy. He was nicknamed 'golden boy’, both in and out of the classroom. All the girls liked Steve. Bucky would just be getting somewhere with someone, and then Steve would swoop in, and the girl wouldn’t even know Bucky’s name. “Chill, you’ll find the right girl one a’ these days.” His friend flashed a charming smirk, before heading off, no doubt to do annoying couple-y things with his perfect mate. Bucky heard no end about how beautiful this girl was, how perfect she smelled (weird), how shiny her hair was, how the shade of her hair matched the shade of her lipstick, yaddah yaddah yaddah (spam to the first person to guess who she is- y'all know and love her). He hadn’t even met the girl, but from how much Steve talked about her, he often felt like he did know her. The truth was, Bucky found himself surrounded by love, (love is all around me, I feel it in my bones….) and he was sick of it. There were always couples surrounding him, kissing, hugging and being affectionate. It gave Bucky a very depressed state of mind, particularly in and around his rut, which his friends had kindly nicknamed his 'man period’.

And as if that wasn’t enough, his mother was always on at him. He would get daily texts, each reading something along the lines of either 'still single?’ or 'Maxine’s daughter is recently divorced’. Maxine was one of his mother’s many über irritating friends. They were the kind of women who 'lunch’, (since when had lunch become a verb? As far as Bucky was aware, lunch was a meal, and not one he was overly fond of) and that seemed to be the only thing they were any good at. That and screeching 'Oh, Bucky, dahling, you’ve gotten so handsome!“, and kissing his cheek, which would undoubtedly leave an annoying mark on his face. He avoided his mother’s friends, and their stuck up daughters, like the plague. He would rather die alone than with one of those 'snotty moos’, as he was prone to calling them.

"Still lookin’ for a mate, huh Buck?” Sam, another of Bucky’s friends, asked. He found Bucky’s loneliness particularly amusing. In fact, he had been the one to come up with the whole 'man period’ thing, along with a few other unpleasant nicknames. “Yup.” He replied. “I am inde-” A sharp smell cut him off, something like Christmas cookies and….. Marshmallow? (The kind that get squished between s'mores) It was the unmistakable smell of an unmated omega, and as soon as it had come, it disappeared. “I have some advice that may be of use to you.” Another, distinctly English, voice added. “Go on, then.” Bucky said impatiently. “Spill.” “Well, maybe your, uh, demeanour, could be considered-” The man began. “Hey, shut it, England.” Bucky snapped. “If you’re gonna tell me-” “Oh, so should I leave?” A distinctly female voice said from behind them. “You what?” Sam asked. “I just transferred here, and was looking for Steve Rogers? I was told I could find him here.” She replied. “Steve is off schmoozing with his beautiful omega, but you’re welcome to hang with us until he comes back.” Sam told her. “Sounds good.” She pulled a chair out. “I’m Y/N, by the way. I’m an architecture major?” “Ah. You shall be with me, and a good friend of mine.” Thor told her. Bucky was too busy being distracted- as Y/N had arrived, the mesmerising smell he had caught earlier had returned. Something about the way the girl smelled made Bucky want to wrap her in his arms and never let go. “Bucky?” Sam murmured. “You okay, man?” “What?” Bucky asked. “Well, Buck, this is Y/N. She’s an omega who just transferred. Y/N, this is Bucky.” Sam said, trying to hold back laughter. “Pleasure.” The girl, Y/N, held out a small hand for Bucky to take. “She’s in architecture with me.” Thor told him. “So I guess you’ll be in Advanced Math with me. Harsh luck.” Bucky told her. “Our professor is a right dick.” “I’m sure they’re not that bad.” She replied, a slight smile on her face. As she did so, she absent-mindedly tipped her head up slightly, causing her scent to intensify. Bucky couldn’t help but lean in slightly, taking in as much of the entrancing smell as he could. “Uh, that’s a bit weird.” Sam said. “What’s with the, uh, smelling, buddy?” “He’s an alpha, and I have a very strong smell. It’s a natural reaction.” She said. “It doesn’t bother me.” “Aha, sorry.” Bucky rubbed the back of his neck. “Don’t apologise.” She smiled, moving closer to Bucky and leaning in, towards his neck, and breathing deeply. “You don’t smell so bad yourself.” Bucky felt his jaw drop. That had certainly not happened to him before.

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The Traumatized Omega

Chapter 9

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       It's now time for the Harvest Festival, and the two roommates plus Y/N are saying their goodbyes. When Enid and Y/N saw Tyler, they made a face. Enid doesn't trust him, as she remembers how he was (this is just a theory, I don't know if this is true). Y/N doesn't for she doesn't like how he looks at her like she is a piece of meat, and something just doesn't seem right about him. 

Y/N's POV

       I don't know why she has to trust this normie, there's just something off about him. I am surprised that she wants me to come with her, as she seems to be the loner type, but I'm happy that she wants me to come with her. I also decided not to tell Enid about Wednesday being my mate. I love her, but she's too gossipy. 

Wednesday's POV

       I was saying bye to Enid. I'm glad Y/N decided to come with me. 

       "Are you sure you can trust that normie," Enid asks me, and I saw Y/N nodding in agreement. I need to ask her about this, and see if I need to torture Tyler.

       "I trust that I can handle myself and keep Y/N safe," I replied, and I saw Y/N smile, though she did try to hide it.

       "Well, good luck and safe travels," Enid told me and went to hug me goodbye. I stepped away, only allowing Y/N to hug me though she doesn't know yet, "still not a hugger. Got it."

       With that both Y/N and I went over to the dart throwing stand. Y/N is just watching me dominating the game with awe in her eyes, so I just kept going. Well, until we were interrupted by Xavier.

       "Jeez, you get any better at this, you'll be taking home a whole pack," he said, while also trying to get close to Y/N. This caused her to get uncomfortable and scoot closer to me. I glared at him, telling him to back off.

       "Pandas don't travel in packs. They prefer solitude," I replied.

       "All right. Subtle hint taken," he told me.

       "You should know we're waiting for someone," I told him, in hopes that he'll leave us alone.

       "Oh yeah, who's the lucky guy.... or girl," he asked, though that isn't his business. 

       "What does it matter to you," I asked him, but that is when Tyler shows up, walking towards us. I felt Y/N come even closer after seeing him.

       "Didn't mean to interrupt," Tyler said, looking at all of us, but his stare seems to linger on my mate, my omega. I glared at him, as I didn't like him looking at her like that. I'm starting to realize why Y/N seems to be uncomfortable around him.

       "You're not," Xavier scoffs and walks away.

       "This is gonna be trickier than I though," Tyler told me, "dad hit me with a curfew. we need to go if I'm gonna make it back in time."

       "I've got some dead weight I need to lose first. Meet us behind the parking lot when the fireworks start," I told him. I handed the stuffed panda to the vendor, "you see that sad, lonely woman over there? She needs this pathetic validation more than I do. Would you mind distracting her?"

       Once the vendor has Weems distracted, I help Y/N's hand to sneak away to the parking lot. We finally saw the parking lot and Tyler. We walked up to him, and saw that he had something in his hand.

       "Hey, before you leave, I wanted you to have this," he told me handing me the file, "it's your dad's police file from when he was at Nevermore. I think it's the reason my dad hates him. You okay?"

       "I'm not used to people engaging with me," I told him, " most see me coming and cross the street."

       "You're not scary. You're just kinda.... kooky," he told me. 

       "I prefer spooky," I told him flatly. I felt Y/N silently laugh at this. I looked towards her with a smirk on my face.

       "Oh," he just says. 

       "Now my train leaves in an hour. We're burning moonlight," I said, still holding Y/N's hand.

       "Uh, right, right," he said walking with us. We continued on, until the group of boys that was bothering Y/N and I showed up with bats. I went to fight when Tyler stopped me.

       "Hey. Come on, Wednesday. Wednesday," he tried to get my attention, "we can lose them in the crowd."

      And that is what we did. We ran into the crowd hoping to lose them soon. I kept a tight hold on Y/N, so I wouldn't lose her in the crowd. As we ran, I ran into Rowan and was sent into a vision. In the vision, a lot was happening, but I did see Rowan die. I finally got out of the vision, and looked towards Rowan. He looked back at me, then walked into the woods. I knew I had to go after him.

      "Shit. Wednesday, we need to go," Tyler told me, with Y/N looking at me in concern, "Wednesday, come on. Wednesday!"

       "Rowan, come back," I yelled to him, running after him. I could hear Y/N running after me, which I didn't like at all but I continued to run after him. We were now pretty deep into the woods, "Rowan, wait!"

       "What do you want? Why are you following me," he asked me in an irate tone. I felt Y/N stop next to me.

       "I don't have time to explain, but you're in danger," I told him. He started to chuckle, and I stared at him confused.

       "I think you've got it backwards," he told me, then used his power to send me into a tree, but he also did the same thing to Y/N. This caused me to growl at him and to fight against his power, "You're the one who's in danger."

       "What are you doing," I asked him.

       "Ro-Ro-Ro-Rowan, this is-is-is-isn't you," Y/N told him, and I could tell she was scared, which caused my protective instincts to go into overdrive.

       "Saving everyone from you," he told me, completely ignoring Y/N, "I have to kill you."

       "The gargoyle, that was you," I asked him, now realizing what was happening.

       "Yeah," he replied, smiling.

       "It's always the quiet ones," I said. Rowan then used his power to bring a drawing, of what looks like me, with Y/N hiding behind me, surrounded by fire. Y/N looks shocked at see the drawing.

       "The girls in the picture. That's both of you," he told us.

       "You want to kill us because of some picture," I asked him.

       "My mother drew that picture 25 years ago when she was a student at Nevermore," he told me, "she was a powerful Seer. Told me about it before she died."

       "Rowan, put us down," I told him.

       "No! My mother said it was my destiny to stop the girls if she ever came to Nevermore," he told me, "because she will destroy the school and everyone in it. Of course, it it was only Y/N then I didn't have to kill anyone, but you had to show up,"

       "Rowan," I pleaded with him, "Rowan."

        Just then, behind Rowan, a beast showed up and attacked Rowan. This let both Y/N and I down from where we were pinned. I heard Y/N scream, and this caused me to get to her and shield her from the scene. She grabbed my jacket and held on tight. After the creature was finished with Rowan, it turned to look at us, then ran off. I crawled towards Rowan's body to look at him in shock.

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       I was back in my dorm, with Y/N sleeping on my bed. I couldn't let her back to her dorm, with my instincts running wild at the moment. I was sitting at my desk looking at both the drawing and my father's police file, when my parents called my on my crystal ball.

      "Hello, my little black cloud," my father said.

       "So tell us darling, how was your first week," my mother asked.

Let's see. I narrowly avoided death twice, discovered that my father may be a murderer, learned that I could potentially destroy the school, and was mysteriously saved by a homicidal monster.

       "As much as it pains me to admit, you were right, Mother," I told them, "I think I'm going to love it here."

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The Traumatized Omega

Chapter 8

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       I was just laying down, thinking why Wednesday wanted me to escape the therapy session with her. It just doesn't seem like her to want others with her. I am thankful that she did let me, but I'm so confused. I need to talk to Enid about this, maybe she'll have some advice on what to do. I also need to make sure she doesn't gossip about it either. I love that girl, but she is a gossip queen, and in my opinion the gossip queen. I'm really falling in love with Wednesday Addams, and I hope she accepts me as her mate, even when I tell her about my past.

       Before I could finish my thought, I heard someone playing the cello, and it was very beautiful. I love instruments like the cello, and I have a feeling on who is playing it. So, with that thought I got up to go over to Enid's and Wednesday's room to listen to her better. On my way there, I ran into Enid, so we just walked together.

Wednesday's POV

       I was just finishing up playing my cello, when Thing asked me if I feel better.

       "No, I don't really feel better," I replied to him, "there's just something wrong about this place. Not just because it's a school."

       Just then the door to the balcony opened and revealed Enid and Y/N. They walked over to us.

       "How the hell did you get that oversized violin out the window," Enid asked. I saw Y/N glare at her, and shaking her head.

       "I-i-i-it's a ce-ce-ce-cello E-e-e-enid," she told Enid with a tone that says that she was offended by the comment. This almost made me smile at how cute she was being.

       "I had an extra hand," I told her, with Thing showing himself. Enid looked at him with awe and slight fear.

       "Whoa. Where's the rest of him," she asked, coming closer.

       "It's one of the great Addams family mysteries," I told her. Then we heard howling in the distance. It's the full moon, so the werewolves have turned, but Enid is also a werewolf. She didn't turn, so I'm intrigued.

       "Why aren't you wolfing out," I asked her. She looked down in what I assume is sadness.

       "Because I can't," she replied, then she extended her nail towards me, "it's all I got. My mom says some wolves are late bloomers, but I've been to the best Lycanologist. I had to fly to Milwaukee, would you believe it. Yeah, she says there's a chance I may never..... you know."

       "What happens then," I inquired.

       "I'd become a lone wolf," she told me, still looking down. Y/N just walked over to her to comfort her, which didn't sit well with me.

       "Sounds perfect," I told her, but Y/N just glared at me. I don't understand why, as being alone, well not completely alone with her, is a bad thing.

       "Are you kidding me? My life would be officially over," she told me, with slight anger in her voice, "I'd be kicked out of my family pack with no prospect of finding a mate."

       "I'm failing to see the problem here," I said, confused why someone wants to be with other people. I saw Y/N roll her eyes, and I had to hold my anger in, as she shouldn't be concerned about Enid at all, only me.

       "I could die alone," she replied.

       "We all die alone, Enid," I said.

       "You really suck at this. Cheering people up," she said, then started to silently cry.

       "Why are you crying," I asked her, completely uncomfortable with the situation.

       "Because I'm upset," she told me, raising her voice a little bit, "haven't you ever cried, or are you above that too?"

       "It was the week after Halloween. I was six years old," I replied, and I don't know why I was telling her about this. Y/N also was listening as well, "I took my pet scorpion, Nero, out for his afternoon stroll, and we were ambushed. They wondered what kind of freak would have a scorpion for a pet. Two of them held me down and made me watch.... while the others ran Nero over until.... It was snowing when I buried what was left of him. I cried my little black heart out. But tears don't fix anything, so I vowed to never do it again."

       Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Y/N holding her mouth, with tears rolling down her face. I could also sense that she was very pissed off (I was also pissed off, I do not condone animal abuse and I wish I could legally hunt animal abusers down).

       "Your secret's safe with us. Still think you're weird as shit, though," Enid said.

       "The feeling is incredibly mutual," I replied, and I saw Y/N smile, "how would you like your single room back? You just need to show me how to use your computer."

       I saw Y/N with a frown, so I walked up to her and whispered in her ear.

       "I'm taking you with me, I don't think I can survive without your," I told her. To this she beamed and nodded her head.

Narrator's POV

       Now we see Thing crawling up someone's house. He crawled up to the window and knocked on it. Inside, we see Tyler walking towards his window to investigate the knocking at his window. He opened the window, when Thing crawled inside which caused Tyler to startle.

       "Holy shit," he exclaimed. He got his bat to swing at Thing. Thing just crawled, dodging the bat, until he got to the desk. He then got a hold of the bat and threw it away. He showed his palm, which had a message from Wednesday to call her.

       "Okay, I'm taking orders from a hand. This isn't weird at all," he said, and proceeded to do what Thing showed him.

Wednesday's POV

       I heard the computer ring, so I went up to answer. After looking for the button to answer, I finally saw Tyler.

       "Uh... hi," he said, looking off to the side.

       "That's Thing," I told me, and nodded at that.

       "Is he, like, your pet," he asked, though this caused me to be mad at him, but I wouldn't show that. I also heard Thing flipping him off.

       "He's sensitive," I told him, which was true.

       "Look, I know Nevermore is ground zero for all things weird," he said, "but this is next-level. So, what happened to not wanting to be a slave to technology"

       "Desperate time. Are you still willing to help me escape," I asked him.

       "After what happened today, I figured they'd have you in solitary," he told me.

       "There's the Harvest Festival this weekend," I replied, "attendance is mandatory. I'm going to use it as a cover. If you're willing to drive me to the station, I can make it worth your while."

       "I'm in. And no charge," he told me, though I was confused why he would do this with no charge, "consider it a freebie."

       "Why," I asked.

       "Cause I wish I was going with you," he said in a serious tone, "at least one of us will get out of this hellhole town."

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The Traumatized Omega

Chapter 6

I'm back, sorry it took so long.

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      We now see an overview of the town Jericho. It looks like they are setting up for a festival. We zoom in on a van stopping in front of a building. We see Principle Weems, with two other people with her. They are Wednesday and Y/N, as they both have therapy session at the same time. Y/N was not happy with the arrangement of sharing her session with someone, no matter the person she is sharing it with is her mate. She doesn't want her mate to know about her baggage this early on.

Y/N's POV

      Why do I have to share my sessions with her, I thought in my head. Principal Weems knows I don't want anyone to know about my past, and she does this shit. I thought I could trust her, but apparently not. Maybe, with Wednesday there, Dr. Kinbott won't talk about me. That could be a fucking miracle. Wednesday turned around and looked at me, probably sensing my mood. She saw the scowl on my face and frowned. I sighed and looked away, and that is when Weems started to talk to Wednesday.

Wednesday's POV

      I could feel Y/N mood turning sour, so I turned around to look at her. I saw a scowl on her face, and I frowned as I didn't like that face on her. She should be smiling, I thought then shook that thought away. I saw that she sighed and looked away. I'm wondering why she is like this. This is when Weems started to talk to me.

      "Dr. Kinbott's office is on the second floor," she told me, "other Nevermore students swear by her."

      "You'll be here until we're done," I asked referring to both Y/N and I. I have decided to take Y/N with me. She is my mate, so she will come with as she is mine.

      "Perhaps afterwards we can visit the Weathervane for hot chocolate," Weems said with a smile. I saw Y/N perk up at this. So she likes hot chocolate, I thought.

      "Principal Weems, this feeble attempt at bonding is beneath you," I told her, while getting out. Y/N did the same, still with a scowl on her face. I turned around to continue, "and chauffeuring your students around is below your pay grade."

      "Given your history, I'm sure you're intent on running away," she told me with a smile, "I'm here to prevent that from happening."

      "I wish you luck," I said, shutting the door. I walked with Y/N towards the building to begin my session.

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      "I read the notes from your school counselor," Dr. Kinbott told me as we all walked up the stairs. Y/N was fidgeting, so Dr. Kinbott gave her something to mess with.

      "Mrs. Bronstein. She had a nervous breakdown after our last session and had to take a six-month sabbatical," I responded flatly. Y/N looked at me, raising one of her eyebrows.

      "Go ahead and take a seat," Dr Kinbott told me, to which I did, "how did you feel about that?"

      "Vindicated," I replied, "but someone who crochets for a hobby isn't a worthy adversary."

      "Adversary," Dr. Kinbott said looking at me, "I hope we can forge a relationship based on trust and mutual respect, like Y/N and myself have."

      At this I looked at Y/N and she just kept fidgeting with her fingers and this spinner, that I heard is called a fidget spinner. She really looks uncomfortable, and I don't know why.

      "This is a safe space, Wednesday," Dr. Kinbott told me, probably in hopes I would cooperate with her, "a sanctuary where we can discuss anything. What you're thinking, feeling, your views on the world, personal philosophy."

      "That's easy. I think that this is a waste of time," I told, and I heard Y/N snort a little which caused me to stifle my smirk a little, "I see the world as a place that must be endured, and my personal philosophy is kill or be killed."

     I caught Y/N looking at me with a slight frown and furrowed eyebrows. I really wish I could hear what goes through her head. Yes, then we'll know what's wrong with her and who has hurt her, my alpha spoke up. I'm unfortunately loosing my will to fight this mate bond. I am getting closer to accepting her. 

      "So, for instance, when someone bullies your brother," Dr. Kinbott said, and I saw Y/N tense up at the word bullies. This makes me think that she was bullied, and this does not sit well with me. Before I could continue my monologue, Dr. Kinbott continued, "your response is to dump piranha in the pool."

      At this Y/N looked at me with this look in her eyes, that I couldn't quit place the name of.

      "You know the old saying, never bring a knife to a sword fight," I replied to her, "unless it's concealed."

      "Point is, you assaulted a boy, and show no remorse for your actions," Dr. Kinbott told me, "that's why you're here. He lost a testicle."

      Out the corner of my eye, I could tell Y/N was trying to hold in her laughter. Probably so she wouldn't get in trouble.

      "I did the world a favor. People like Dalton shouldn't procreate," I told her, which I saw my omega nod slightly in agreement, " I've answered all your questions."

      I told her, and got up to leave. I was getting quit tired of this session already.

      "We're not done yet. Therapy is a valuable tool to help you understand yourself," she told me, and I sat back down, "it can teach you new ways to deal with your emotions. It can also help you build a life that you want."

      She then looked at Y/N, who quickly sat up straight. I didn't like that she sat up quickly, like she is being forced to do so.

      "Like how, Y/N here, found out she wants a psychologist, though we are working on her stutter to help her out with that, or a jewelry maker, as she is fantastic with creating I mean look at her rings, she made them herself," Dr. Kinbott told me with what sounded like pride in her voice. I looked at the rings on my omega's hand, and they are like professionally done. Though I already know what I want to do.

      "I know the life that I want," I told her.

      "Tell me about it. Everything said in these sessions is strictly confidential," she told me. I found this to be hypocritical as she just told me what my mate wants to do in her life, and I saw Y/N looking at Dr. Kinbott with a frown at what she said, "do your plans involve becoming an author? I understand you've written three novels about a teen girl detective, Viper De La Muerte. Can you tell me about her?"

      "Viper is smart, perceptive, chronically misunderstood," I told her, not liking how she brought my novels into this. 

      "Any luck getting your work published," Dr. Kinbott asked me.

      "Editors are short-sighted, fear-based life forms," I replied flatly, "one once described my writing as gratuitously morbid, and suggested I seek psychiatric help. Ironic, isn't it?"

      "Hmm. How did you take that," she asked.

      "I sent her a "thank you," I replied, internally smirking at what I did to the woman who dared say that about my novels.

Narrator's POV

      A seen is showed Wednesday putting multiple mousetraps in a box. Then it showed a woman opening said box, sticking her hand in, which caused a mousetrap to set off on her hand and causing her to scream in pain.

Wednesday's POV

      "I've always been open to constructive criticism," I told her. Y/N looked at me, like she didn't believe what I just said.

      "I'm glad to hear that. Because I was sent the manuscripts as part of you psych evaluation (which pissed me off, like, just because someone wrote something with stuff that is morbid, doesn't mean they are psychotic or something). The relationship I found most intriguing was that of Viper and her mother, Dominica. Why don't we dig into that," she told me. I didn't want to get into this detail at all, and for the first time, I was very uncomfortable, which alerted Y/N as she sent me calming pheromones, "part of this journey requires us going to uncomfortable places emotionally."

      "I don't travel well," I told her, "would you mind if Y/N and I use the powder room first?"

      She nods her head and points me towards where it would be. Both Y/N and I went to the rooms. I have decided that Y/N needs to come with me, as I don't think I can live without her. I locked the door and looked around. I saw the window in the back and went to it, and accidently knocked something over.

      "Wednesday? Is everything okay," I heard Dr. Kinbott call out, "you can't hide for the rest of the session."

      "I'm all right," I replied, "just preparing myself for our uncomfortable journey. Nail file."

      After I said that, Thing gave me a nail file, and I heard Y/N gasped in surprise at Things entrance. I ignored her and worked on getting the window open, which finally I did and climbed out. Y/N followed me out and we both made our way to the ledge of the roof. We slid down the gutter. We walked around and saw Principal Weems talking on the phone, completely oblivious to our presence. We continued to walk, when I bumped into a man, which thew me into a vision.

      The farmer was on his phone while driving, when he looked up in fear. It changed to a bunch of apples falling onto the road. Then it showed the farmer with his neck broken.

      I finally came out of the vision with Y/N looking at me with a concerned look. I was about to tell her she didn't have anything to worry about when I was rudely interrupted by the farmer.

      "Who let you out? You goddamn weirdos," he said to both of us. 

Hey, I have a gaming channel that I would like to show you. Not a lot of videos, but working on it.

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[depressionisreal1996]

The Traumatized Omega

Chapter 5

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Wednesday's POV

      I watched as Y/N left. I was finally checked out but was stopped by the weak alpha, known was Rowan.

      "You're Wednesday, right," he asked me, I just stared at him, "Rowan. I know how you feel."

      "I guarantee you don't," I replied.

      "My mother promised me I'd finally fit in somewhere," he told me, which I didn't really care for, " I never though it was possible to be an outcast in a school full of outcasts. But it looks like you're gonna give me a run for my money. Uh... Sorry about the... nick."

      "No good deed goes unpunished," I told him and got up to leave. As I was walking past the water container (I don't know what it is called) it bubbled. This caused me to turn and look at it for a moment, then continue to walk outside. When I walked outside, I saw Y/N just standing there in the rain, getting soaked. 

      "Y/N, why don't you have an umbrella, you're going to get sick," I asked worried, then mentally beat myself up. I shouldn't worry about her. But she is our mate, my alpha told me. I ignored him.

      "He-he-hey Wednesday, the ra-ra-rain helps me c-c-calm down," she replied, smiling shyly. I find this action cute. I walked up to her and held the umbrella (Y/N is shorter than Wednesday) over the both of us. We both walk in silence, and I find myself enjoying the moment. After a while, we heard stone scraping against each other. We both looked up and saw a gargoyle falling towards us. I went to push Y/N out of dangers way when I heard someone screaming towards us.

      "Wednesday! Y/N!" Someone shouted, and both Y/N and I was push out of the way, and everything went black. I woke back up in the infirmary. I sat up and looked around, and saw Xavier standing over Y/N. I didn't like this one bit, so I growled at him to back off. He took the warning and walk to a seat and sat down.

      "Welcome back, and you should take it easy," he told me, I just stared at him, "nurse said you don't have a concussion, but you should probably have a nasty bump, huh?"

      "The last thing I remember, I was walking outside with Y/N feeling a mixture of rage, pity and self-disgust," I told him, getting up to go to Y/N to make sure she is okay, "I never felt that way before."

      "Losing to Bianca has that effect on people, I think," he replied, getting up and try to get close to my unconscious mate. I glared at him to sit back down, and stay away from her.

      "Then I looked up and saw that gargoyle coming down and I though," I continued, "at least I'll have an imaginative death. Then you tackled Y/N and I out of the way. Why?"

      "Call it instinct," he told me. This made me want to roll my eyes.

      "So you were guided by latent chivalry," I told him, turning to face him," the tool of the patriarchy, to extract my or Y/N's undying gratitude?"

      "Mm-hmm. Most people just say thank you," he said.

      "I didn't want to be rescued," I told him harshly.

      "I shoulda just saved Y/N and just let that thing smash you to mush," he said, raising one eyebrow at me. 

      "I would have rather saved both her and myself," I told him, tensing up at the thought of him touching her.

      "Good to see you haven't changed, if it makes you feel any better, let's just say I returned the favor," he scoffed. He must have seen the confusion on my face as he continued, " Xavier Thorpe? You probably don't remember. Last time we met, I was two feet shorter, 40 pounds heavier."

      "What happened," I asked, trying to remember.

      "Puberty, I guess," he said. I wanted to facepalm at this (and so did I, he was very stupid in this scene).

      "What happened the last time we met," I corrected him.

      "Oh. Uh. Yeah, it... it was my godmother's funeral," he replied. I tried to remember a funeral, "she was friends with you grandmother, and they spent their twenties in Europe, and swindling the rich and notorious. I don't know, but we were ten, and we were bored, decided to play hide and seek. I had the inspired idea to hide in her casket, I got stuck as it was headed to the crematorium."

      "I'd heard muffled screams," I said, finally remembering, "I just figured your godmother had cheated death and was trying to claw her way out,"

      "Either way, you hit the bid red stop button," he told me, " and saved me from being flame-broiled. So... now we're even."

      He decided to leave after that, and that was when Y/N woke up. She sat up and looked around. She saw me standing there and smiled up at me. I nodded at her and helped her back to her dorm, so she can rest some more. I finally made it to my room, and started my writing time, while listening to La Llorona playing on my Gramophone (I hope I'm correct on what this is called). I was so into my writing, until I heard my bed squeaking. I turned towards it. I got up to walk towards my bed. When I reached it, I threw the covers off, to reveal Thing, a disembodied hand.

      "I knew it," I said to the now terrified hand, "hello, Thing."

      He tried to flee the room, but he wasn't fast enough, and I caught him.

      "Did you think my highly trained olfactory sense wouldn't pick up on the faint whiff of neroli and bergamot in your favorite had lotion," I told him, holding him in front of my face, "I could do this all day."

      I then slammed him into my desk and pinned him there.

      "Surrender," I asked him, which he signed yes and I let him go, "Mother and Father sent you to spy on me, didn't they?"

      He tried to deny it, but I can see through it.

      "I'm not above breaking a few fingers," I told him, which made him to stop, "that they thought I wouldn't find out proves how mush they underestimate me." 

      He tried to defend them, by saying that they care for me. I'm not buying this either.

      "Oh, Thing, you poor, naive appendage," I told him, "my parents aren't worried about me. They're evil puppeteers, who want pull my strings from afar. The way I see it, you have two options. Option one,"

      I picked him up, while opening a drawer in my desk.

      "I lock you in here for the rest of the semester, and you go slowly insane trying to claw your way out," I told him, with him shaking in fear, "ruining your nails and your smooth, supple skin. And we both know how vain you are. Option two."

      I then closed the drawer and set him back on my desk.

      "You pledge your undying loyalty to me," I told him. It took a little bit, but he eventually bowed down to me, to show me that he chooses the second option. This greatly pleases me.

      "Our first order of business is to escape this teenage purgatory," I told him. He signed, asking me if I have a plan, "of course I have a plan. And it begins now."

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[depressionisreal1996]

The Traumatized Omega

Chapter 4

For fencing, I have no idea how many rounds they do in practice, so I'm just doing three rounds.

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Wednesday's POV

      It was the next day, and I have fencing for a first class. I quite actually enjoy fencing, as it is quite relaxing. Unfortunately, we have to wear protective gear and have blunt tips. As I was walking to class, I feel myself look around for Y/N. I feel upset that a random omega has such effect on me, as I do not want any form of romance. I know she is my mate, but this is going to hinder my escape plans. Though I could just take her with me, my traitorous thoughts said to me. I could feel my eyes twitch ever so slightly and ignored my thoughts about the omega. I finally arrived to class, and I could smell my mate is here. This caused to look around for her, and saw her sparing against Enid. I can tell that she was taught well, for she is beating Enid brutally. I could feel a small amount of pride for the omega as she won.

      I kept walking toward who I assume is the coach overlooking the self-acclaimed queen bee, and a weak alpha. He is loosing quite harshly, he has not been trained well. I could see so many openings he is missing. I just arrived to my destination, when the weak alpha tripped and fell in front of me. I stopped and look at him.

      "Coach, coach, she tripped," he said, though I know she didn't.

      "It was a clean strike, Rowan," the coach told him, but I could tell this has happened many times.

      "Maybe if you whined less and practiced more, you wouldn't suck," Bianca said, mockingly, "seriously, coach, when am I gonna get real competition? Anyone else want to challenge me?"

      "I do/I-i-i-i do," both Y/N and I said. This caused me to whip my head around to look at Y/N. She doesn't have any emotions on her face as she looks at Bianca. Bianca also looks at her with a shock and fear expression, and I could tell she didn't want to go against her. I wonder why she is scared of Y/N, but this also makes her even more intriguing. She then looks at me and smiles.

      "Oh, you must be the psychopath they let in," she says, looking me up and down. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Y/N glaring at her harshly. This made me want to smirk.

      "You must be the self-appointed Queen Bee," I replied, to which she just nodded, "interesting thing about bees, pull out their stingers, they drop dead,"

      "Ooh," everyone said. She frowned and looked around when she heard everyone. I saw Y/N trying to hold in a laugh, this almost caused me to puff my chest is happiness, which I then squashed to pieces.

      "Rowan doesn't need you to come to his defense," she told me, and quite honestly, I wasn't doing this for Rowan, I just want to go against her," he's not helpless, he's lazy."

     "Are we doing this or not," I asked, which she just got into position. I let Y/N to go first, confident in her ability to win. She nodded her head and got into position. I could tell Bianca was feeling less confident, seeing Y/N going first. The reason I wanted her to go first, is to observe some more of both my opponent and my mate.

      "En garde," the coach said, and there they go. Y/N is not leaving any openings at all, which was completely different to how she was fencing against Enid. She was vicious in her movements. My opponent was good as well, but not as good as Y/N. The first point went to her, which made me proud of her. They reposition themselves, and began again. Bianca was trying with all her might, but it was enough for the second point went to Y/N again. I could tell that this was angering Bianca, and I just reveled the fact. Once again, they reposition themselves, and began. This time, Bianca just went all out, trying to win. This time, I could tell that Y/N was just toying with her this time, until once again the point went to her. I smirked a little at the fact that she just put Bianca in her place. Now is was my turn, though the coach asked her if she wanted to go against me. She just nodded her head. We got into positions, facing each other.

      "En garde," the coach once again said, and Bianca went first. We went at it for a while, when I was able to hit her, " Point to Wednesday."

      We reposition, and I went first this time. I saw Y/N watching us with a blank face, and I wonder what was going on in her head. I get this strong feeling that she doesn't like Bianca very much. I went back to focusing on my opponent and she landed a hit on my this time. This made me frustrated.

      "The score is even," the coach said.

      "That first point was clearly beginner's luck, let's finish this," Bianca said, walking around me.

      "For the final point, I would like to invoke a military challenge," I said, and I could tell everyone was surprised by my challenge, though Y/N was smirking at me a little, "no masks, no tips, winner draws first blood,"

      "Ooh," everyone said.

      "It's your decision, Bianca," the coach told her.

      "Let's see if you bleed in black and white," she told me. We got into position and began. We were pretty much all over the place, trying to make one of us bleed. We were evenly match it seemed, when she finally lands a hit above my eyebrow. We stopped, and I ran my finger on where I got hit. Looking at the blood on my finger in shock.

      "Your face finally got that splash of color it so desperately needed," she said with a smirk on her face. I saw Y/N running towards me, though she seemed pale and she was shaking. She has this far away look as she took me to the infirmary. Once there I saw the nurse look up towards us and came over. She guided me to one of the beds and have me sit. Then she turned towards Y/N and have her lay down on the bed and put headphones on. This seemed to calm her down, and that is when I knew that she had some sort of a panic attack. I wonder what caused it, as she was fine a while ago. After a while, Y/N got up and gave the headphones back to the nursed an left. I frowned, not liking how she left.

Y/N's POV

      I just watched Wednesday go against Bianca. She was so awesome. I did smirk a little when she challenged her to a military stance. She was doing so well, when Bianca managed to land a hit, just above her eyebrow. This made me think of my abusive parents, as they liked to cut me. It was one of the reasons I'm blind in one eye. I know that a panic attack was coming on, and I needed to go to the infirmary, so I just took Wednesday with me so they could patch her up as well. I think I blacked out, because the next time I'm aware of my surroundings I was in the infirmary. I sat up, took the headphones off my ears, and left to get some fresh air. I just hope Wednesday is okay, and she wouldn't ask me what had happened. I didn't want to tell her yet.

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[depressionisreal1996]

The Traumatized Omega

Chapter 2

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Wednesday's POV

       It started to rain. This puts me at ease a little bit. Oh, how I love the rain, I thought.

      "At least it's turning into a beautiful day," my mother seems to agree with my internal thoughts. We pulled up past the gates to Nevermore academy. I already hate it. I stare at it in disdain.

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      "Wednesday is certainly a unique name," the principle, Larissa Weems said to me, "I'm guessing it was the day you were born?"

      "I was born on Friday the 13th," I corrected her.

      "Her name comes from a line from my favorite nursery rhyme," my mother informed, "Wednesday's child is full of woe."

      "You always had a unique perspective on the world, Morticia," Weems told my mother with a playful tone. Though I did hear a little resentment. Wonder what happened between them, I thought.

      "Hmm," my mother hummed in agreement.

      "Did your mother tell you we were roommates back in the day," Weems asked me.

      "And you graduated with your sanity intact," I asked, "impressive."

      "You've certainly had a very interesting educational journey," Weems told me, looking through my file, "eight schools in five years."

      "They haven't built one strong enough to hold me," I informed her, " I bet this place won't be any different."

      "What our daughter is trying to say, is that she greatly appreciates the opportunity," my father tries to say. I really want to roll my eyes at his attempts to get me to stop.

      "Nevermore doesn't usually accept students mid-term, but given Wednesday's perfect grades," Weems said, still looking through the files, "and your family's history with the school, I've spoken with the board and we've made an exception."

      I didn't really like how she was able to make me an exception, as I really didn't want to attend this godforsaken school. I can already feel myself getting irritated by this school.

      "Larissa, what about Wednesday's, um, therapy sessions," my mother asked in concern, "the court ordered them."

      "Hmm. The school has a relationship with a therapist in Jericho," Weems replied, "she can meet twice a week, with another student, Y/N Y/L/N."

      Great, not only do I have to go to therapy made by the court, but have to go with another student.

      "Did you hear that, my little storm cloud," my father said, looking at me, "you're in excellent hands."

       "We'll see if she survives the first session," I said, looking at him. 

      "I've assigned you to your mother's old dorm," Weems said looking at me, "Ophelia Hall."

      My mother then gasps in enjoyment, and then chuckles. 

      "Refresh my memory," I said, looking at my mother, "Ophelia's the one who kills herself after being driven mad by her family, correct?"

      My mother nodded her head, looking at me with joy. Ew, I thought seeing the emotions in her eyes.

      "Should we go meet you new roommate," Weems said standing up. We all stood up and followed her to Ophelia hall, which took a while. Though, at one point I smelt a scent that resembles my typewriter ink. I wanted to follow it, but resisted. I have self-control, I thought to myself, still walking with my family and Weems. We finally made it to my new dorm room. My mother gasped at the bright colors when we went into the room. Great my roommate is colorful, I thought with disdain.

      "It's so... vivid," my father said, hesitantly. Then, a colorful person jump up from her chair and skipped up towards us. Not only is she colorful, but also very energetic. This is not going to go well for me.

    "Howdy, roomie," she said, inhaling excitedly.

      "Wednesday, this is Enid Sinclair," Weems introduces us, though I really didn't care, but I did keep this information in case she becomes valuable in my escape.

      "Are you feeling okay," Enid asks me, "you look a little pale."

       "Wednesday always looks half-dead," my dad said, looking at Enid like she has two heads.

      "Oh. Welcome to Ophelia Hall," she told me, walking up to me for a hug, which I stepped back so she wouldn't, "not a hugger. Got it."

      "Please excuse Wednesday," my mother told Enid, "she's allergic to color."

      "Oh, wow," Enid said, a little scared, "what happens to you?"

      "I break out into hives and then the flesh peels off my bones," I replied flatly. She looks grossed out by what I said, which I took satisfaction in.

      "Luckily, we've special ordered you a uniform," Weems said chuckling a little, "Enid, please take Wednesday to the register's office to pick it up along with her schedule, and give her a tour along the way."

      I turned around and looked at my parents with disdain. I then proceeded to walk out of the room, hearing my roommate skipping behind me. I already feel exhausted. 

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       "Nevermore was founded in 1791, to educate people like us," Enid said as we walked down the stairs, "outcasts, freaks, monsters, fill in your favorite marginalized group here,"

      "You can save the sanitized sales pitch," I told her stopping in front of a case with pictures in it, "I don't plan on staying here for long."

      "Why not," Enid asks.

      "This was my parent's idea," I told her, when a photo of my mother caught my eye, "oh look, there's my mother smirking at me. They've been looking for any excuse to send me here, it's all part of their nefarious, yet completely obvious plan."

      "What plan," she asked.

      "To turn me into a version of themselves," I replied looking at her.

      "In that case, perhaps you can clear something up," she told me, turning around with me to continue on walking, "rumor's been swirling around that you killed a kid at your old school, and your parents pulled strings to get you off."

      "Actually, it was two kids, but who's counting," I asked, and she looked scared. I almost smirked at that.

      "Welcome to the quad," she said when we walked into a common place. It's a pentagon, why is she calling it a quad, I thought.

      "It's a pentagon," I replied flatly.

      "I t-t-t-told you E-e-e-enid," someone said behind us. I turned, to see a beautiful omega. I can tell by her scent, but another thing from her scent is that she smells like my typewriter ink. My alpha perked up at the sight and smell of her, which means one think. This omega, is my mate. Another thing about this omega is that she seems to be timid. This causes me to be more alert with her all of the sudden. Did someone hurt her, I thought, which caused my alpha to growl in anger. Normally omegas are outgoing, not timid. I snapped out of my thoughts. Why am I suddenly concerned for this random omega. Sure she is my mate, but I am not going to be like my parents.

      "Hi, Y/N, how are you," Enid ask the omega. This caused me to almost growl at her for talking to this omega, knowing she is an unmated alpha.

      "I-i-i-i'm good, E-e-e-enid, how a-a-a-are y-y-y-you," she replied back. I wonder if she was born with a stutter, or if it is from trauma. She has a dog with her, that has a vest that says service dog, do not touch. This really riles up my alpha, not liking that something happened to my omega mate. She then looks at me, and stopped in her tracks. Her eyes widened, and she blushed. I smirked internally, pleased with her reaction. I stopped at this, not liking what this omega is doing to me. This is when Enid remembers me.

      "Y/N, this is Wednesday Addams, my new roommate," she told her. She nodded he head towards me shyly, "anyway, the whole snarky Goth girl thing might have worked at normie school, but here things are different."

      We continued walking around, with Y/N following us.

      "Let me give you a wiki on Nevermore's social scene," Enid told me, which I defiantly didn't want to know, as it was useless.

      "I'm not interested in participating in tribal adolescent cliches," I said blankly. I saw Y/N nodding her head in agreement. So she doesn't like knowing useless things as well, I though intrigued.

      "Well, then use it to fill your obviously bottomless pit of disdain," Enid shot back, "there are many flavors of outcasts here, but the four main cliques are Fangs, Furs, Stoners and Scales,"

      We walked by a table of vampires.

      "Those are the Fangs, AKA vampires," Enid told me, which I can figure out myself, "some of them have literally been here for decades,"

      Now by a table of werewolves.

      "That bunch of knuckleheads are Furs, AKA werewolves, like me," she said, followed by howling, "full moons get pretty loud around here, that's when Furs wolf out, so I suggest you pick up noise-cancelling headphones."

      I saw some people around a fountain, with one casually sticking her hand in the water. I automatically knew they were sirens.

      "I'm assuming Scales are sirens," I asked, though already knowing the answer. Y/N nodded to me, with a small smile.

      "You catch on quick, and that girl, Bianca Barclay," she said while pointing at the one with her hand in the water, "is the closest thing Nevermore has to royalty. Although her crown's been slipping lately, she used to date our resident tortured artist, Xavier Thorpe."

      She pointed at someone painting on a wall, who turned around and saw Y/N, and kept staring at her. This didn't sit well with me, so I discreetly put my body in front of Y/N to block him.

      "But they broke up at the beginning of the semester, reason unknown," Enid told me. I have a feeling that the reason they broke up is because he wants my mate, my omega. Damn it the family curse has its hold on me, I thought with disdain.

      "Fascinating," I said blankly, and relaxed to see Xavier no longer looking at Y/N.

      "I know, right," she exclaimed, which caused Y/N to flinch slightly and this caused me to frown slightly, "my vlog is, like, the number one source for Nevermore gossip."

      "Yo, Enid! You're not gonna believe the dirt I heard about your new roommate," an omega boy yelled out, which caused Y/N to once again to flinch but then relax and smiled happily at the fellow omega, "she eats human flesh, chowed down on that kid she murdered. You better watch your back."

      Enid moved out of the way to show this omega boy that I just heard everything he just said. This caused him to look at me in fear, even his little snakes were afraid of me, as one went back into his beanie.

      "Quite the contrary, I actually fillet the bodies of my victims," I said looking at him in the eyes, "then feed them to my menagerie of pets."

       "Ajax, this is my new roommate, Wednesday," Enid introduced me to him.

      "Whoa, you're in black and white, like a living Instagram filter," he said, which made me want to punch him. In the corner of my eyes, I saw Y/N put her face in her palms and shake her head, probably at his stupidity.

      "Ignore him, Gorgons spend way too much time getting stoned," Enid said, pushing the boy away from us, "he's cute, but clueless. It's a small school, there wasn't much online about you. You should really get on Insta, Snapchat and TikTok."

      "I find social media to be a soul-sucking void of meaningless affirmation," I told her, and walked away to get my uniform and schedule.

Y/N's POV

      This alpha, is my mate. This should be my happiest day, but I'm concerned. I know I'll have to tell her about my past, and she might reject me for being damaged. She also scares me, for the fact she is an alpha, I don't think I can trust another alpha that isn't Enid. I guess I'll have to watch how she acts.

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[depressionisreal1996]

The Traumatized Omega

Chapter 1

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Narrator's  POV

I'm not sure whose twisted idea it was to put hundreds of adolescents in underfunded schools run by people whose dreams were crushed years ago... but I admire the sadism.

      We see a girl walking down a school hallway, with everyone parting ways in fear and disgust. They could sense the power from this tiny alpha. This alpha is known as Wednesday Addams. With each step is a purpose, she wants them to fear her. The thought makes her smirk internally. After a while, she saw some jocks walking away from a locker, laughing. She walked up to the locker and heard some whimpers coming from it, whimpers that she knows. She opens the locker to see her brother, Pugsley. After the locker was opened, Pugsley fell with a thud.

Wednesday's POV

      "I want names," I told my brother emotionlessly. These people need to know that only I was allowed to torture my brother, I thought in my head.

      "I don't know who they were, honest." Pugsley replied with a scared voice, "it happened so fast," 

      "Pugsley, emotion equals weakness, pull yourself together, now," I told him sternly, he whimpers. He really needs to learn this, if he wants to survive the real world. I went to untie him, when I went into one of my visions.

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      I came out of the vision, which thanks to it, I now know who did this to my brother. It was Dalton, and his stupid jock friends.

      "You okay," Pugsley asked me with a worried tone.

I'm not about to confess to my brother that I've recently been plagued by visions. The come on without warning, and feel like electroshock therapy, but without the satisfying afterburn.

      "Leave this to me," I told him, getting up to put my plan into action.

      "Wednesday, what are you gonna do," my brother asked me. I stopped to look at him, contemplating telling him, but decided not too.

      "What I do best," I told him, then walked off.

Non, rien de rien.

      "Yo, Dalton, look," Dalton's friend # 1 said pointing towards me, "Pigsley's sister."

      "Hey, freak, this is a closed practice," Dalton told me, with a smirk. Everyone smirked at this and laughed.

      "The only person who gets to torture my brother is me," I told everyone with a harsh tone, raising two bags with piranhas in them. Everyone lost their smirks and looked at me with fear. I released the bags into the water, and everyone frantically swam to get to safety.

Non, je ne regrette rien. Car ma vie, car mes joies. Ca commence avec toi.

      It was chaotically beautiful, nothing will top this. I slowly smirked in satisfaction. If I wasn't so adversed to it, I would be laughing right now. Though, as I watch the chaos happening, I knew that would be getting expelled for this.

~Line Break~

I close my eyes. Then I drift away.

     My parents were singing again, and it greatly disgusts me of how much emotions they are showing.

I softly say. A silent prayer. Like dreamers do. Then I fall asleep to dream. My dreams of you.

      I cringed at them, they really need to learn some self-control. This is why I'll never find love/mate. It all seems pointless.

I remember. That you said goodbye.....

     "Mmm," my mother sighed happily after kissing my father. My father did the same. I rolled my eyes at them.

     "Darling, how long do you intend on giving us the col shoulder," my mother asked me.

      "Lurch, please remind my parents that I'm no longer speaking to them," I replied back. Lurch just grunts.

      "Hmm," she hums back.

      "I promise you, my little viper, you will love Nevermore," my father tried to reassure me, though he was failing, "won't she, Tish?"

      "Of course," she said, "it's the perfect school for her."

      "Why? Because it was the perfect school for you," I shot back," I have no interest in following in your footsteps. Becoming captain of the fencing team, Queen of the Dark Prom, President of the Seance Society."

      "I merely meant that finally you will be among peers who understand you," My mother told me, and then she said something I want to protest against, " maybe you'll even make some friends."

      "Nevermore is like no other boarding school, it's a magical place," my father said, "it's where I met your mother, and we fell in love."

      "You guys are making me nauseous, and not in a good way," I told them with disgust in my voice, yet with my face blank.

      "Darling, we aren't the ones who got you expelled. That boy's family was going to file attempted murder charges," she told me, "how would that have looked on your record?"

      "Terrible, everyone would know I failed to get the job done," I said, seething that Dalton is still alive.

      "Hmm," my mother just hummed, and that was it for our conversation.

~Line Break~

Narrator's POV

      Now we see a truck driving by the Addams hearse.

      "Just over here is fine, thanks," a man said to the driver.

      "You sure you want to get out here," the driver asked, "the trail might look pretty, but it runs right past Nevermore."

      "That school for outcasts," the man asked.

      "Huh. That's a polite way of putting it," the driver replied.

      "I never had a problem with outcasts," the man informed the driver," my counselor at summer camp was a werewolf. Great guy."

      "Yeah, they're just like you and men," the driver said trying to scare the man, "until they rip your throat out."

      "Thanks," the man chuckles wryly. He got out of the truck and hiked on the trail. He hiked for a while until he found a good spot to take a break. He was just relaxing, when he heard noises coming up from in front of him. He looked up, only to scream in a panic as he saw something running towards him and attack him.

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