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Wine Cellar Medium in San Francisco Mid-sized modern wine cellar design idea with storage racks
I’m mighty proud of this one... I want to write it..I really do but I’m not sure if anyone would actually read it lol
This is The Mummy X MHA but I’m thinking it would be more of an ABO. Lol
M'kaaayyy so I just did my first ever one shot over on Wattpad! 🫣
I think you'd like this story: ""You're in heat, aren't you?"" by MeggShaw on Wattpad https://www.wattpad.com/story/372493719?utm_source=android&utm_medium=com.tumblr&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=MeggShaw
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Omegaverse is a comprehensive World, it's not for everyone. The lore goes very deep and the whole point of its existence is to explore how relationships work in different climates. That has been done for years! How is Omegaverse different from any sci-fi/fantasy world with different social norms? No one is asking you to read it but don't throw shade on people who enjoy writing and reading it. (I for one love Omegaverse) It slowly even entered mainstream media (Lexa Luthor Novels).
I am baffled by the emoji. Why did you read if you did not want to know? @kalopsia-ever-present did an excellent job at answering and explaining the intricacies of the world and I applaud their explanation.
Do you think in the omegaverse there’s a new, awful layer to “the talk” that teens get
Random question… Are there any Vampire or Alpha/omega based fanfics for Kinn and Porsche, Miles and Apo, Boun and Prem, or Win and Team?
If so please tell Me how to find them?!
Is it just me or do I get the Alpha approaching an omega vibe from this scene?
First impressions
My next chapter is finally up for my story. I hope you like it. I have faced a few trials recently, including getting diagnosed with tendonitis.
Please be patient. Love your feedback
"If I'm not me..."
KNJ × Female OC
Part 1 & 2
Part 1
"What? Is there something on my face?"
Anrea giggled, her curly hair bouncing with her shoulders as her boyfriend got in her face and wiggled around.
Anrea pushed him away, "Stop it." She smiled.
"But you're staring at me..."
She looked down, "Why do you wear your hats like that? It looks like a chocolate chip." She snorted as she held back her laugh, blushing and covering her mouth.
The couple sat at a train station, waiting for their train, watching the other one roll by.
"Namjoonie?" He looked at her and she couldn't help but smile lovingly. "Where are we going?" She asked.
He smiled back, "Somewhere~" She rolled her eyes playfully. "We've been together for 6 years and you still can't tell me where we are celebrating our anniversary." She shoved him a little. He overreacted and flung his arms, his arms ending up around her.
She giggled some more, his chuckle joining hers as he hugged her.
Would it be wrong to say he fell in love with that sound before he even laid eyes on her?
Part 2
They finally boarded their train and got comfy in their seats that faced each other over a small table. He reached forward and grabbed her hands gently, stroking his thumbs over her knuckles. "I love you so much." She blushed, "I love you too, Namjoonie."
His head turned out the window and she got a flashback to the first time they met in person.
>>
6 years ago Anrea moved to Seoul with her father who was on a business venture.
She was sitting on a park bench, wondering where her life was going at this point.
Her father never cared what she did, she's a few months from graduation and she had enough money saved for an apartment for 4 years…
Her eyes lazily looked over the park.
To the right was a playground, tons of screaming kids running around with their annoyed parents watching.
To the left was an open field where some teenagers and adults played soccer or exercised.
And right in front of her was a-
Soccer ball to the face.
The ball landed in her lap as she held her nose. "Ow ow ow ow ow ow!" She whined, tears leaving her eyes as she kicked her legs in pain, fluttering her uniform skirt.
"OH MY GOD, I'M SO SORRY!"
Her eyes darted around to a boy running in her direction. He had a bruise on his face and tears coming out of his eyes. He tripped and fell face first into her lap, replacing the soccer ball that rolled away.
"NAMJOON AH! STOP BOTHERING THAT GIRL AND GET OUR BALL!"
"YA GET BACK IN PLACE FOR TARGET PRACTICE!"
Some boys snickered and anger bubbled in the woman's chest as she looked down at the frozen boy. "Hey." He jumped and scooted onto his knees. "Sorry. Sorry. Sorry." He bowed between each word. She giggled, still holding her nose and he looked up at her with wide eyes.
"I'm ok, kid. Stop crying."
He sighed, "On the other hand why do you let those boys bully you?" The boy's eyes widened again as he looked down to the left. "I-I'm too scrawny to fight back." She chuckled, "We'll, if they bother you anymore, you can always find me in the library. How old are you, Namjoon?"
She watched him shiver but then looked at her, "F-Fifteen." She chuckled and fluffed his hair. "I'm 17. You go to Seoul High, right?" He nodded, "Ya, then, you can come find me when you need me." She stood up and waved, "Bye Namjoon!" He huffed, "Bye Noona!" He smiled and she smiled back, his dimpled cheeks making her heart squeeze.
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"Noona~"
She blinked and looked up at him. "Yes?" He smiled, "You spaced out." She chuckled shyly, "Heh... Oh, I have a question." His attention went back to her from outside. "Back then, were you the one who hit me in the face with the soccer ball?"
Namjoon's neck and ears burned red almost immediately after she spoke. "I- Uh- Yeah..."
She giggled as he looked away bashfully, "I finally got the balls to kick back and I ended up hurting you." She snorted and he huffed, his grip getting loose. "I'm sorry for laughing. I'm not laughing at you, baby." His ears continued to burn red as he turned to her, that nickname being his weakness to get him to cave into anything.
"Noona?"
"Hmm?"
"I was wondering if that when we get to where we're going if we could..." She raised an eyebrow, "We could, what?" Namjoon's blush moved to his cheeks. "Y-You know.." It clicked and she smiled, "Oh! Uh, yeah. I'd like to." Namjoon's blush deepened a shade and she smiled, rubbing his fingers.
This big beefy baby.
The rest of the ride was quiet, the couple admiring the outside as they held hands over the table, Anrea's legs intertwined with his under the table.
For a couple who hasn't done anything sexual over the 6 years they've been together, besides kissing, they love PDA.
But they don't know that they're both hiding secrets.
I'm new to Tumblr, but I wanna try this out.
Any Alphas (preferably male, but females accepted too) looking for a pretty little Omega? 'M 5'2 1/2 and curvy with pretty blue eyes that look green under my glasses and have a little ring of green around my pupils... I like looking pretty in long dresses with my long, wavy dirty blond hair down and slightly curled...
But I don't dress up often. Mostly just bootcut jeans, boots (square toe, not round. Round make my little feet hurt...), my belt buckle, and a t-shirt or button up...
I'd happily steal a hoodie that smells like Alpha... Really like his cologne... Might even steal his deodorant so I smell like him... Or sneak a hoodie from his closet to add to my nest...
Speaking of my nest.... Don't have a permanent one... Usually ends up being a pile of blankets and sheets, fresh out of the dryer so that they're warm; pillows, and some stuffies...
I'd like an experienced Alpha to help me through my heats... 'M extra needy and extra grumpy during 'em... Candies and chocolates go missing during the better days... Easily irritated... 'Specially with the pups who randomly decided I was 'Mama' 'few years back...
'M easy to give gifts...until I'm not... I like to read (dark romance, romance, fantasy romance, paranormal romance, etc.). I like to listen to music (country, but not the newer stuff, bleh; occasional rock, rock-country, could be found listening to certain Disney soundtracks. Hercules... Tangled... Moana... The works.). I like candles. Scratch that. I love candles. Pumpkin. Vanilla. Citrus. Berry. Fall. Summer. Winter. Floral. Ocean. Forest. I could go on. I like all things horses and western. 'Nother great gift would be a Breyer Horse Model or two, my collection of sixty+ is still growing.
I've been told I'll be a good mother, mostly by my friends (the pups mentioned earlier). My dad once said I was acting very 'mother hennish'. But who else is supposed to make sure all the ducks are in a line and not doing something stupid? That's my job. I will fight for it too. Gotta make sure no one spends the night in a cell, though that might actually be a good solo-time night, now that I think about it...
One thing to consider when considering me as an Omega is... I am fairly insecure about myself. I need constant reassurance that I'm doing the right thing and that I am pretty. I was (and still am, technically) the quiet, nerdy girl who would rather hide in a corner at a party and read than interact. 'M an introvert. I will people until I can't and then I am basically a deflated balloon the rest of the day. Non-sexual overstimulation is a very real thing for me. 'Nother thing. If you ignore me for long enough or talk over me multiple times, I shut down. Eventually, I will go quiet and stay quiet unless spoken to directly. Little things mean a lot. Little touches to my hand or waist or hip make me feel all tingly and wanted. I keep a very strong, motherly facade in public, but those walls come down in private and I struggle sometimes, with that.
Just...don't ignore me and you won't have an internally worrying Omega on your hands. I thrive off of attention, even the littlest bit will keep me entertained.
To be put simply... I'm a needy, virgin Omega looking for an Alpha to take care of me... I can be your kitty, puppy, bunny, Omega, etc. Just wanna be taken care of and treated well (playtime is different but 'm not going into that yet).
Feeling needy... Just wanna cuddle 'n be wrapped in Alpha's arms after a long day of social interaction. Don't wanna do anything but cuddle and be held...
Periods and Heats Suck.
Don't get me wrong, I would love to be fucked, knotted, and bred over and over and over again. But. Cramps are the worst. As I am currently Alpha-less (don't think that's a word but I'm using it anyway) and, unfortunately, don't own any toys, I can't really do much to kick these fucking cramps.
Heat pads work. Hot washcloths work. Motrin and ibuprofen work (Motrin is my best friend right now). Touching myself works (for a few minutes and then the ache is back).
Any ideas to help? That don't involve buying anything (that limits a lot, I know). Maybe some sweet talking on my blog or in my dms? I can't get involved in real life, but I can do online dms (no photos or videos from my end, but I will accept them. Sorry, privacy issues. Roommates.)
Please?
The worst time to need your Alpha is when:
A) They aren't home,
B) You're not allowed to see them (heat or illness or whatever)
and C) You don't have one.
Seriously. I'm stuck on C. Just scrolling Tumblr, happen to stumble across a nice, spicy, smutty blog, and viola, needy Omega with no Alpha to take care of me.
Just need an Alpha/Alphas to enter my dms and message me, describing all the things they'll do and say to me (naughty and sweet). I've got privacy issues with my college roommates, though, so there won't be any photos or videos from me but I will gladly receive them. Please? Needy, female, virgin Omega looking for an Alpha (preferably male but female works too) to give attention to me via dms and blog posts.
MGK Imagine
Not Just a Shoulder to Cry On (NOT A CONTINUATION OF IMAGINE #1 and #2) Kinky/ NSFW
~You are MGK’s assistant manager. You, him, and his crew had just been partying at a club. Your boyfriend, Alex, was just supposed to run to the bathroom but you noticed him stop on the way and kiss another girl on the lips while whispering in her ear. They seemed to know each other and were very handsy. Everyone noticed but let you handle it. You confronted him and ended it, but stayed at the club with the gang. You hadn’t been dating that long anyway and it wasn’t serious. You were still hurt but didn’t want to stop everyone else from having fun to comfort you. MGK and the guys left the club to head back to the hotel while you and your girl-friend stayed for a couple more drinks while you explained what happened. Once you were finished you both caught an Uber. You got dropped off at the hotel everyone was staying at while she went home. You went to your room so ready to fall into bed and cry after the nights events. You already had the key but when you walked in you never expected what you would see.~
KNOCK KNOCK
Tears flowing uncontrollably from your eyes, you try to wipe your face.
The hotel suite door opens up revealing Kells. His blonde hair is messed up and he squints his eyes as they adjust to the light in the hallway. His baggy sweatpants hung low on his hips, leaving his underwear band showing completely. He had been sleeping.
He sees you crying and his eyes widen. “Hey what’s wrong, come in,” he says concerned as he opens his arm and waves you inside.
You follow him, still sobbing. He flips on the lamp between the two beds and rubs his eyes.
Through your sobs and uncontrollable breaths you get out, “I’m sorry, I went to my room and Alex was there with that girl and they were fucking on my bed and my stuff is in there and I just didn’t know where else to go”, your crying becomes louder as you struggle to get out all the words.
“He took your room?”
“Yeah, we were supposed to stay together but I didn’t think he would come back after I broke up with him but he still had the other key and she’s there”. Your talking becomes faster and more frantic as you’re forced to relive what you saw.
Kells pulls you into him. He’s so tall next to you. Your head rests perfectly into his warm chest. His arms wrap around your back and he squeezes you. Softly he says, “calm down, he’s not worth crying over.”
“I’m sorry, I know I woke you up”, you say into his chest as the tears stop flowing and you try to catch your breath.
His arms release you and you pull your head away from him. “it’s okay I just fell asleep”, he says as he steps towards the other bed in the room that is still made. “I have two beds you can stay here”, he adds as he pulls back the covers.
You turn around towards the mirror behind you and start to wipe your running makeup from under your eyes. “Are you sure?”
“Yeah, it’s not a big deal.” he says reassuringly.
You slide your jacket off, revealing the silver velvet tube top you were wearing. You sit on the bed to unstrap your black heels then turn to climb in to the bed. Kells rummages through his suitcase and throws one of his t-shirts to you. “Here,” he said. He must’ve realized that your skinny jeans were a little tight and probably uncomfortable to sleep in. You grab the shirt and scoot off the bed and head to the bathroom. Once you’re changed into just his t-shirt and a thong, you walk out and pile your clothes onto the couch across the room. The shirt is too big on you and long enough to just barely cover your butt. Kells is already in his bed but still awake. You climb into your bed again and reach over to the lamp between the beds. Reaching that far, pulls the shirt up over your butt a little bit. You can feel the air wash over your revealed cheeks and quickly look over to Kells. He’s looking right at your ass. This wouldn’t be the first time you’ve caught him staring at your body, he’s a guy, but normally you’re fully clothed when he does. This is the most exposed he’s seen you. You shut the light off quickly, turn towards the wall so your back is to him and pull the covers over you.
You try to fall asleep but Alex and the mystery girl keep running through your head. You shut your eyes, trying to block it out. You’re immediately awoken by a light at the end of your bed, it’s your phone. You reach down to get it and see that Alex is calling you. You ignore it and the screen goes away only to reveal that he’s been texting you since you came to Kells’ room. Of course he tried to explain that it’s not what it seems and that he’s sorry. Tears start to well in your eyes. You leave his messages on read and put your phone on the ground face down. This is not the first time you’ve been cheated on, you’re not stupid, you know that he’s lying and has probably been hiding this girl from you for a while. Almost every one of your relationships has ended this way and your vulnerable state causes the tears to flow faster. You try to be quiet and keep your breaths steady, but your sniffles seem to get Kells’ attention.
You’re so busy crying into your pillow that you don’t notice Kells slowly get out of his bed. He picks up your covers and slides in behind you. You can feel his weight on the bed and the pressure of his body move against you. He wraps his right arm around your upper body and pulls your hands from your face. His hand moves down to your waist and across your stomach. Your crying slows until you stop. His presence so close to you calms you enough to start drifting to sleep.
A crack of light shines through a small opening between the curtains and wakes you up. Kells lying on his back, your head laying on his chest, and his arm around you is how you both adjusted during the night. You glance over to the alarm clock, 6:07. You’ve only been sleeping for a few hours but you already want to get up. You move Kells’ arm from around you slowly and inch away from him. He doesn’t even budge. You enter the bathroom, close the door behind you, and turn the water on in the bathtub.
When you changed in the bathroom last night you noticed that the tub was huge and had jets. Obviously an awesome way to relieve some of your hangover. The tub starts to fill with hot water as you pour in the bottle of soap sitting on the ledge. The foam starts to pile up as you slip your thong off and pull his shirt over your head. You step into the warm water and the smell of flowers fills your nose. The mixture of foam and water sits just above your chest. You lay your head back as you try to relax. The water and the jets put you into a light sleep.
The bathroom door opens slowly and Kells walks in, joint in hand. He sees you in the tub, head leaned back and eyes still closed. The thick foam hides your body underneath the water so he moves in closer. You look so small in the big tub by yourself. He sets his joint on the bathroom counter. He pulls off his sweatpants and kicks them to the side. He slides his briefs to the ground, steps one foot into the water and as the other follows your head pops up and you see him standing above you. He sits down into the water across from you. His legs are almost long enough to straighten out but he keeps them bent, his knees protruding from the water.
“What are you doing? You scared me..” you say with a gasp.
“The water looked nice”.
You crack a smile, “seriously?”
“This nice ass tub ain’t going to waste”, he says as he blows foam at your face.
Your legs intertwined suddenly makes you realize you are completely naked and even more exposed than you were last night. You can’t help but bring your arms up to cover your breasts, even though they are hidden under the foam. You start to explain, “last night was--”, your eyes meet, “thank you, really, but I’m not looking for anything right now.” Your mind starts to run and replay Alex’s betrayal over and over. Tears start to well in your eyes and one escapes down your cheek. Kells leans forward and wipes away your tear with his wet soapy hand. It makes you laugh through your blurry eyes. “That didn’t really do much” you say as you wipe away the foam hanging off your face.
“Last night felt good Y/N.” he says.
You don’t know what to say and you look away.
“It’s nice to just have somebody and lay next to someone you know cares about you.” he explains.
“I care about you but,” you pause, “my emotions were running high and I was really vulnerable. I appreciate it but I’m not ready.”
For the first time since he got in the tub with you, he breaks eye contact and looks away from you. “I’m sorry.”
“I just don’t know what you want. I know you Kells, you don’t get with a girl unless she knows you’re gonna play around on her. So tell me. Do you want like a cuddle buddy?” you ask starting to sound annoyed and tears started welling in your eyes again. Kells looks back at you. “It felt fucking amazing but I can’t have you hurt me like he did and I know you will.” you say as you wipe away some falling tears.
“I don’t wanna hurt you. You’ve gone through hell with me, you’ve taken care of me. You’re not just a piece of ass to me. You’re fucking gorgeous and it took so much for me to not be all over you last night. I honestly didn’t know where last night was gonna lead but i’m glad as hell that you came to me.”
You both lock eyes and neither one of you speaks for what feels like minutes, but was only moments. Under the water his hands start to stroke your legs and feet. He’s too far away to reach your thighs but the soft stroking feels so good.
“One chance,” you say softly. “You have one chance to prove me wrong, and if you don’t, that’s it.”
He leans forward, his hands moving higher and higher up your legs. You sit up higher and move onto your knees. Your long wet hair hangs over your sudsy breasts, but as you move forward on your knees, your hair moves to the side exposing your breasts completely. Kells sits back waiting for you to crawl on top of him. He grabs you by the waist and pulls you close to him. His mouth reaches your breasts and he gently starts sucking at your nipples. As you straddle above him, you let your legs relax and you sit on his already hard boner. Your breathing becomes heavier and you put your arms around the back of his head. You run your fingers through his hair and you pull his face up from your breasts to your mouth.
His tongue enters your mouth as it overpowers yours. Butterflies dance in your stomach as you taste him for the first time. Slow kisses become big sloppy kisses, which turn you on even more. Kells’ arms are still wrapped around your waist but start to slide down. His big hands, filled with big flashy rings, grab your ass, squishing it and rubbing it which makes you let out a moan. You start to grind against his boner, causing the water to splash out the sides of the tub. He moves his right hand off of your butt and slides it to the front of your body and down your stomach. He inserts his long fingers inside of you. You let out another loud moan. He starts pumping his fingers, you moan into his ear with every pump. You look into his eyes and can see how how much he enjoys making you feel so good.
His pulls out his fingers, grabs his boner, and slowly pushes himself inside of you. A high, loud moan escapes your mouth as your nails dig into his back. He let's out a low groan. With his hands grabbing your ass you ride him, trying to come up for air from his kisses. He bites your bottom lip, when he let's go you move your attention to his neck, sucking behind his ear. His face buried in your chest, he kisses your round tits and moves on to sucking your neck.
He feels so good inside you and you can feel yourself coming close. Both of you moaning between each love bite, you can tell he's close too. A few more pumps and you're body enters intense euphoria. Your toes cramp up and your legs fall limp while a screamlike moan escapes your mouth. Kells' mouth drops open and a loud moan comes from him as you can feel him soften inside you.
Still intertwined in each other's limbs, you both stay sweaty and soaked holding on to each other. Both of you breathing heavy, he grabs your face to give you another long kiss. Once your lips seperate, you're both stuck there looking into each other's eyes.
Finally you pull your body off of Kells' and sit back in the tub. He stands up and climbs out of the tub, reaching for the towels on the rack. He throws one to you as you slowly stand up. You wrap it quickly around your body as you step out. After wrapping his towel around his waist be lights up the joint he sat on the counter. You try to walk past him out the door but he puts out his arm to stop you. You stop and he pulls you close by grabbing your face towards him. You hold your towel closed tight, like he hasn't already seen all of you and he seems to notice. His hand slides down from your face to your chest where he opens up your towel. You let him. He scans your body and pulls you into him by your waist.
"You're beautiful", he says as he takes a drag, blows it out and kisses you through your smile.
You turn from him, close your towel but catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror before you leave the bathroom.
"Holy shit Kells!" You say leaning closer into the mirror, "look at these hickeys.."
He laughs with his big white teeth and you can't help but not be mad. "Well you're mine now".
You smile back at him and with a wink you say, "we'll see".
Wine Cellar - Medium
Wine Cellar - Medium Example of a mid-sized trendy wine cellar design with storage racks
A/B/O or Omegaverse makes me uncomfortable and I’ll tell ya why.
So basically, I feel like in most instances, omegaverse au’s put gender stereotypes on characters that wouldn’t typically have them, or worsens the ones already there. One of the biggest reasons I love same sex ships is that the couple are typically subjected to a lot less expectations about their roles, leaving me to imagine them as taking on the roles I think each of them are more suited for in a relationship. This is why I also gravitate more towards “switch” ships, where neither character is really coded as more dominant or submissive than the other. Here are some other points:
Alpha-finds-themselves-in-a-situation-in-which-the-omega-is-in-heat-and-can’t-resist-their-instincts-to-fuck-them trope: This has always felt a bit rapey to me. Especially because it seems awfully similar to both sleeping with someone while they’re drunk, and the idea that men can’t control their urges and women should avoid tempting them. The omega in this situation shouldn’t be seen as able to consent in heat and an alpha should be able to control himself regardless of his instincts or rut.
Omega-having-an-irresistible-desire-for-mothering-children: this one really gets to me, as it’s very clearly connected to the idea that a woman’s purpose is to have and raise kids. I’m not talking about breeding kinks mind you, I’m talking about when an omega is written as seeing a kid somewhere and feels a yearning to be a mother. Or when an omega is written as being unable to have kids and seeing themselves as worthless, even if the alpha still wants them, despite this “obvious flaw” of theirs. During sex scenes it doesn’t bother me as much because it can be portrayed as just a kink, but when it becomes another of those irresistible instincts, that’s when it starts to feel wrong to me.
The omega instinct to submit to any alpha trope: this one should be pretty self explanatory. So an omega has another of those irresistible instincts to submit to alphas, and alphas have the irresistible instinct to take control. This creates a lot of implications of the world your building. Alphas needing control feel the need to tell people around them what to do. Especially omegas, who feel the need to do as told. This is so clearly tied to the idea of women being subservient to men, I’m really surprised more people are okay with this. Imagine being an omega in a world like this. Feeling the need to submit to people who are rude and try to boss you around, even if you hate their guts. Imagine how frustrating that would be.
This leads me to a point that I’ve been meaning to mention. Exploring these topics of sexism in writing is not bad at all. Having all these tropes in an a/b/o fic isn’t inherently what I have a problem with, actually. It’s when it’s portrayed as normal, or even sexy or a good thing is when it pisses me off. Exploring an omega’s internal struggle of their instincts vs. their feelings can be very interesting and enjoyable to read, actually. It’s when they’re written as submitting to their instincts and being happier for it that it gets iffy because it sends the message that people, specifically in regards to their gender’s, ought to fulfill their natural role, I.e women as the caretaker and submissive to men and men as the leader and provider.
A/b/o is fun for porn, but I’ve yet to read and a/b/o fic with any plot that I actually enjoy. I’ve even begun writing several of my own a/b/o fics that I quit part way through because I just couldn’t find a way to make it feel less sexist. Anyways, this is just a rant and if you enjoy a/b/o fics then hey, good on you I guess. I’m not saying you shouldn’t enjoy them, I’m just saying why I personally scroll down anytime I glance a/b/o in the tags.