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Omegaverse & Soulmate AU

1x8: Necromancer

As soon as Ichabod saw Katrina’s necklace hit the ground he knew something was up.

When Abbie pulled him aside to explain he had confessed, confided in her. He admitted the arranged marriage forced upon his best friend, Abraham Van Brunt. He told her about Katrina’s love for himself, how unrequited it was on his part.

He told her how he married her instead when the opportunity arose, a last ditch attempt to get his father's approval. How he failed and learned to live without it. All because of his omega class.

He told her about the name of his bondmate resting over the fragile skin of his inner wrist: Abraham Van Brunt. And she listened, unperturbed to it all.

When it all dwindled down to resting for power in candlelight, the Horseman proclamation of his after prize being Katrina echoed in his head. Abbie asked if he was okay and silence ensued for a while.

After the power came back on, Abbie had only one question. “Crane,” as he raised his head Abbie held his eyes in a steady gaze, “will you be able to focus on our duty to protect this Earth?”

Crane swallowed hard but nevertheless his voice held true and his eyes hardened with determination. “Of course. I will do everything in my power to protect everyone from the apocalypse. I’ve been fighting for freedom all my life nothing has come between that and it will continue to be so.” Even as he said those words he couldn’t stop the cracking in his heart realizing his bondmate was back and ever unaware of the truth.

Me @em-plosion for this glorious follow up 😤♥️♥️

18+ MINORS DNI

Word count: 7.4K

Warnings: Explicit scenes and language, mentions of drug use, mentions of domestic abuse, Alpha Enji being Alpha Enji,Knotting,Biting, Marking, scent kink, size kink

Its finally here everyone! Part 2 of my favorite writing piece. I had so much fun writing and editing this. I hope everyone enjoys and blushes as much as I did 🥴

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IRIDESCENT LOVE

From a fated meeting to a life filled with wonders, the path of discovery is much, much harder than what I had prepared myself for.

Especially when my identity, the only one I knew of ends up being a total lie.

CHAPTERS: INFO , 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5 , 6 , 7 , 8 , 9 , ...

BTS X READER

ALPHA/BETA/OMEGA AU

M/F , MULTI

RATED M

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PSA:

Hey, Omegaverse writers please please please stop writing A/B/O without the dashes. Without the dashes those letters become a slur used against Indigenous Australian Peoples.

Like for the love of god either do the dashes or just refer to is as omegaverse, cause I’ve seen far to many omegaverse things tagged with a literal slur because people neglect to use the dashes between the letters.

Okay so in the omega verse heats are basically like periods but like 100% worse and more embarrassing

So wtf are periods in the omega verse bc as much as we hate it its kinda important for having kids?

Like would heats/ruts be odvulation, if so what are the periods??

Also would that mean male omegas bleed out there… ya’ know…

Personally I would rather bleed out my c00ch it’s easier to clean then lana backwards

Worth Every Bit

A/N: a bit different from my usual posts, but I had this idea a while back and I just had to write it.

“Y/N, are you still out there,” your father yells from the back porch, his voice echoing through the forest.

“I’m almost done,” you yell back, adding the last of the lephria leaves to your basket. “I’m on my way back!”

Tonight is a full moon, so as your village’s only herbologist, you know that herbs gathered right now will be more effective than at any other time. And with so many of your fellow villagers being elderly, it’s important to have the best ingredients on hand should anything happen. Fall is coming to an end and soon the temperature will being to drop, meaning people will get sicker a lot more easily, so now it’s important to be able to brew potions as quickly as possible.

“Got everything you needed,” he asks as you walk towards him.

“Of course,” you beam, holding up your basket full of gathered herbs.

He smiles and pats you on the head, your omega instincts sponging up the attention. Of course, your father worries about you since you just so happen to be a male omega, a rare subspecies of human; omegas used to make up 10% of the realm, but after the Great War nearly a century ago, the omega population was reduced to less than 5%, and male omegas are less than 1% of that, so he’s constantly on guard. Your mother left not long after you were born, so you’re the only family the poor beta has.

“Let’s head to the tavern,” he says, motioning to said tavern. “I think the feast should be ready by now.”

The village always celebrates the end of fall with a big feast with music, games, and drinking; everyone gathers inside the tavern and goes home a few hours before the sun rises.

“Alright,” you say, excited to eat the mayor’s signature roasted boar.

Just then, the warning bell is rung, its chime telling everyone that something potentially dangerous is approaching.

“It’s a Tribal carriage,” the guard shouts from his watchtower. “It’s a Tribal carriage!”

And just like that, the air went stiff and a sense of dread entered your body, as it no doubt did to your father and everyone else in the village. The Tribe is the largest and most powerful kingdom in all of Arcadia; what started as just a small band of barbarians evolved into a vast kingdom that, under its current chief, everyone fears and no one dares challenge. For them to be here, a village on the edge of nowhere with no strategic value whatsoever, only makes this all the more scarier.

“Get in the house,” your father orders, forcing you inside the house before shutting the door and running around to meet everyone else at the main gate.

You run around to the front of the house where a window gives you a perfect view of the village entrance, where all the men have gathered, ready to defend their home should it come to it. Not that it would do any good, the Tribe is known throughout the realm for its strong and fearsome warriors who seem to lust for battle and blood; even if the carriage carries a single warrior, he would be more than enough to conquer the village and everyone in it… if there was any survivors.

Finally, after what seemed to be an eternity, the carriage pulls into the village and comes to a halt just at the crowd. Two identical men jump down from the carriage and you instantly know who they are: the cousins and personal guards to the Tribal Chief himself, Jimmy and Jey Uso, known as the Twin Terrors. They’re known for being a deadly duo capable of fighting over a dozen men and coming out on top, fighting in perfect unison that many have thought they can read each other’s minds; they’re also known for being beside their cousin at all times, unless he’s sent them on a mission that requires professionals. From your spot, you can see they’re alphas; their sleeveless leather armor reveal the signature tattoos on their muscular arms and the hardened expressions they have show they’re here on a mission and won’t tolerate any interference.

Just what are they here to do?

Jimmy opens the door and out steps a bald man that you instantly identify by the very expensive and gaudy robes he’s dressed in: Paul Heyman, the Wise Man to the Tribal Chief and ambassador of the Tribe; he’s known for not only advising the Chief on running the Tribe, but also carrying out anything that requires shrewd negotiations. With three key members of the Tribe here in your isolated village, the mystery only grows. Just what could they want?

Then, the twins stand side by side on one side of the door and Paul stands on the other and the last occupant of the wagon steps down, and as he does, you feel your blood go cold and your heart skip a beat. In wolf pelt armor and a massive battle axe on his back stands the infamous Tribal Chief and Head of the Table, Roman Reigns. If Jimmy and Jey are alphas, then Roman is the apex of alphas as his muscular body looks like he crushes boulders as a hobby and wrestles bears for fun; his long hair and signature tattoo stretching from his right arm to the right side of his torso only adds to his fearsome appearance. As you look, you notice his last signature item: a gold gauntlet covered in blood; legend has it that a punch from it is capable of knocking any man down and leaves him unable to get back up.

As he looks around the village, you feel the atmosphere completely change for the worse. The Tribal Chief never leaves his castle unless he’s leading his men into battle to conquer another enemy. And right now, that seems to be the case.

“We welcome you, Tribal Chief, to Aster Village,” the mayor speaks, clearly trying to keep himself from shaking. “I am Alador Finnigan, the mayor of this fine village. To what do we owe this honor?”

“The Tribal Chief has come to make a deal,” Paul Heyman responds, his voice overflowing with the pompousness he’s known for. He turns to the twins who have pulled a massive chest made of silver and gold from the back of the carriage and place it next to the man’s feet. Paul opens it and reveals the massive pile of gold and platinum coins, gems the size of your fist, and jewelry of all types inside. Your eyes widen and all the men gasp at the massive amount of treasure. “The Tribal Chief is willing to give you all that you see here in exchange for the male omega that lives in this village.”

Once again, your heart stops. The Tribal Chief, the most feared man in the entire realm, is here for you?

“That’s my son you’re talking about,” your father grows, stepping forward, his knife drawn.

“You’re the omega’s father,” the Wise Man asks, though it sounds more like a statement than a question. “When the Tribal Chief had learned that a male omega, unclaimed and unpromised to an alpha, living in this isolated village, he knew he just had to have him. And, he’s willing to offer you all that you see here in exchange for him. Of course, for such a rare treasure, he’s agreed to offer you more.”

“My son isn’t livestock to be bought! Especially to some bastard who’s just going to use him for breeding!”

It’s then the Tribal Chief takes a step forward and if looks could kill, your father would be a pile of ashes from the look he was getting from the Tribal Chief.

“I understand you’re protective of your son, who many would kill to claim him, but you will show the proper respect for me, beta,” the man growls, making you shiver. “I’ll let this go, but talk about me like that again, and I’ll take your tongue.”

“My Tribal Chief,” Paul Heyman chimes in, getting between the two men. “I’m sure he meant no disrespect, it was just a spur of the moment. If we weren’t negotiating for his son, he would be acknowledging you.”

This seemed to placate the man, who took a step back and nodded, signaling to resume the negotiations.

“Sir, I can assure you that your son will not be used solely for breeding. The Tribal Chief has the purest of intentions with your son; he intends to take your son as his mate, and he will be treated with the highest respect. As you know, male omegas are highly coveted, so being the male omega to the Tribal Chief will earn him a place of honor at the table.”

“I don’t care if he replaces your Tribal Chief as the Head of the Table, he’s my son and he’s staying here.”

A blind man could see the look of fury on Roman’s face; he’s known for always getting what he wants and what he wants is you, and he’s not taking no for an answer.

“Sir, everyone has a price, and the Tribe has amassed treasure from all over the realm,” the Wise Man chimes in, clearly nervous at how the negotiations are going. “Just name whatever you desire, and I’m sure we can meet it.”

“We’re not haggling over the price of a set of armor, asshole! We’re talking about my son and as long as I breathe, he’ll never be yours!”

In that moment, you make up your mind. The Tribe’s reputation is known to all, and that reputation says they’re going to get tired of arguing and eventually resort to violence, which will result in the death of your father and probably the village. You throw open the door and approach the crowd.

“If you want me so bad, you should be talking to me,” you say, trying your best to sound confident, but at best, you keep your voice from cracking.

At once, all eyes fall on you and it takes all your energy not to melt into a puddle. The Tribal Chief’s eyes fall on you and smirks.

Guess he likes what he sees.

“Y/N, what the hell are you doing,” your father growls. “Get back in the house!”

He tries to pull you back to the house, but you yank your hand out of his grip and keep taking.

“I’m this village’s only herbologist. In addition to all the treasure for my father, if you promise to find a replacement for me, I’ll go with you.”

“That shouldn’t be a problem,” Paul responds before looking to Roman. “Right, my Tribal Chief?”

“Yeah,” he says, his deep voice making you weak to your core. “We’ll have a new herbologist here first thing tomorrow morning.” He walks up to you, his hulking figure towering over you. He holds out his hand. “Do we have a deal?”

“Yes.” You take his hand and look up to him. “My Tribal Chief.”

His smirk grows and becomes all teeth. He motions to the carriage and you walk towards it without any argument.

“Y/N,” your father cries out as Roman opens the door and helps you up it. You can tell he’s trying not to cry, but the tears still fall. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

And with that, you and your soon-to-be mate enter the carriage, followed by the Wise Man. As soon as the twins are situated at the front, the carriage begins to move, passing by the village gates.

“Are you satisfied, my Tribal Chief,” Paul asks, his tone rich in smugness. “I know you’ve been wanting an omega for so long and now you have the rarest of the rare.”

“You’ve done well, Wise Man. When we first arrived at that backwater village, I thought that we’d have to offer far more that that measly little chest.” He gently grasps your chin and makes him look at you. “And you worth every bit of those stupid little trinkets.”

Say No More [KARD X MALE OMEGA READER] Chapter 2

" I am glad you are all here. I have your contracts here. You will be a co-ed group. Even if it is not conventional, we still see potential in you five. Matthew, Jiwoo, Teahyung, Somin, and lastly (M/N), you guys will be known as KARD." The head coordinator that manages groups said. 

"I recommend you guys get to know each other because you will be working together. If there are any changes or troubles, you may come to me, or I will go to you other than that, it is all." The man on his mid forty collected the contract and gave one last smile before he left.

There was silence in the room before Taehyung started speaking." How about we get some lunch before we start getting to know each other" Jiwoo nodded and took hold of your hand, which was a bit noticeable that her hand were a bit bigger than yours making your eyebrow knit together and your lips puck out into a pout.

" Come on (M/N), let get some food. I bet you are just as hungry we can share" Jiwoo smiled at you. Right behind was Matthew, who displayed a big smile while speaking to the other Alpha Taehyung—falling behind Somin, another beta.

"We should get some BBQ," Taehyung suggested while the rest agreed. The group walked out of the building, heading out to a BBQ run by some Ahjummas. It was nice and cozy. You did not know if you wanted to pay for such an expensive meal well in your opinion it was expensive. Even if you had your parent's support, you still had the mentality that the money they would give you would go into a savings account, and whatever you made from your coffee job would be the money you would prefer to use for the month.

You concluded that you would just eat the free rice and water then eat in the small studio apartment you had rented. You were distracted by the different thoughts running in your head when a light pinch on your cheek brought you back. "Hello, (M/N) you there, buddy?" Matthew asked, waving his gigantic hand in front of you, surprised you jumped startled by it and clung into Jiwoo's arm. 

Matthew and Taehyung started laughing at your surprised face. Somin smacks both of the Alpha's arms. "Don't laugh at the pup! You scared him with your monster hand." She turned to pet your head with some comforting words like 'Did the big Alpha hands scared you pup?' or 'Don't worry, your Noonas will take care of you.' 

It was quite the comical scene of two Betas defending a tiny Omega from two gigantic Alphas. Analyzing the scene from your perspective made you smile. You knew this was your new family and friends. Maybe spending some money to be with your new friend would be worth it. "Let's go eat!" You said brightly, tugging both of the female Betas with you into the restaurant. 

A/N: Small chapter but I want to build the story slowly Comment on what would you like to see.

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