#alpha!ransom

[the-iceni-bitch]

You’ll Never Go Down to the Gods Again

Part II/X

Pairing: dark!Alpha stepbrother Ransom Drysdale x innocent!naive Omega stepsister reader, dark!Alpha Curtis Everett x innocent Omega reader

Words: ~2.8k

Summary: Ransom is already loving how pliable and willing you are to go along with his rules, and introducing you to his friends just cements that feeing.

Chapter Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (exhibition, f receiving oral sex, vaginal fingering, scenting, Alpha/Omega dynamics), hints at some super dark stuff that Curtis is involved in, Alpha!Lance Tucker is an asshole (one use of the R word because it just felt in character him), cruel vibes from all our Alphas, SMUT!!! NO MINORS!!!

A/N: It’s finally here!!! My muse is awake and I hope to be gracing you are with more fics in the future now that I’ve finally had a change to my work schedule. This part is more world building but the next parts will be very much focused on just Ransom and bunny and how they may or may not be developing unhealthy feelings towards each other.

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“R-Alpha, are you sure?” You bit your lip while you peeked up at him through your lashes, your fingers gripping his sweater against his chest while you curled closer to him as you sat on his lap.

“I would never lie to you, bunny.” He tried not to smirk when you wiggled a little and nuzzled into his shoulder, pressing his lips to your temple and breathing deep of the smell of honeysuckle and jasmine and vanilla and just a hint of something warm and fertile that made up your sweet scent. “I know it seems strange, honey, but that’s why we’re doing it now, so you can get used to it. Your mate isn’t going to want to put up with all these questions and teaching you how to be good once you're bonded, he’s gonna want to breed you and be able to show you off. And I know you want to be good, don’t you, bunny?”

“Y-yes Alpha.” You shivered when he ran his hand up your spine, sitting up and starting to undo the buttons of your blouse even as your hands were shaking. “Want to be so good.”

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“I dunno man, she sounds like a fucking moron.” Ransom frowned at Curtis when he stamped the cigarette out against the side of his building before the three of them headed inside. “Of course, that would make her perfect for Tucker.”

“Don’t be a fucking asshole, Everett.” Lance smacked Curtis’s shoulder when they got on the elevator and flipped the larger man off when he started chuckling. “Seriously, Drysdale, you’re sure she’s not retarded or something?”

“Nope, just sheltered and naive as all fuck.” Ransom grinned and leaned against the wall when they just gave him disbelieving looks. “I’m serious men, that sweet little idiot wants to be a perfect Omega so bad, she’ll let you do whatever you want to her. Linda and that preacher fucked her up. Just tell her it’s something her future Alpha will expect from her.”

“Anything, huh?” The way Curtis licked his lips made Ransom grin.

“Don’t fucking break her, Curt, none of that rough shit you’re into. Want to keep her nice and sweet so she doesn’t run to my fucking mother again.” Ransom winked at his friends when the elevator door opened and they followed him into his apartment. “Scent her, touch her, go nuts. Bunny! Come on out, we have guests!”

Ransom could tell when the full effect of your scent hit them by the way their nostrils flared and the low growl Curtis let out. Then you walked into the room and he could have cackled at the way their pupils dilated and they had to obviously fight the urge to stalk towards you when you struggled to meet their gazes.

“H-hello Alpha.” He sometimes still couldn’t believe you’d actually just accepted that once you were mated and bonded you were going to be expected to constantly be naked when you were at home, but you swallowed it whole. Just thinking about the way you had nuzzled into his shoulder then looked up at him with big innocent eyes before nodding like a good girl and slowly stripping yourself of every bit of clothing was starting to make him hard. And now he got to see every inch of your sweet, soft body all fucking day, like a damn dream. “Do you want me to take your coats?”

“Yes, honey, you’re such a good girl.” Ransom rubbed his nose over your temple and breathed deeply when you came close, purring when you let out a small chirp and brushed your hand over his chest. “Go say hello to our guests, bunny.”

“Yes, Alpha.” You’re voice was so soft and small and contrasted so sharply with how utterly sinful you looked walking around naked, he could’ve kissed himself for having this idea. “Hi.”

“Hey there, sweet thing.” Lance didn’t even notice the questioning look you gave Ransom when his friend put his hand on your waist and pulled you close so he could scent your neck and run his fingers over your hips, the shuddering breath you took when he licked your jaw making him groan. “Can’t believe your asshole brother’s been hiding you away from us.”

“I-I just don’t like going out.” You shivered when you felt the large Alpha’s presence behind you and his warm hands skimmed over your shoulders. “An Omega’s place is keeping the home.”

“Oh, they trained you good, didn’t they, pretty girl?” The bearded Alpha growled when you tilted your head to the side so he could scent your neck, his hands suddenly cupping your breasts and making you whine when you felt a strange sensation shoot through your core. “Fuck, you smell good.”

“Th-thank you, Alpha.” You felt lightheaded from the scent of their pheromones swirling around you, your whole body getting suddenly warm as slick started to leak down your thighs. “Oh…”

“Alright that’s enough saying hello.” Ransom couldn’t keep from grinning when you looked like you were about to pass out, reaching out to steady you when you stumbled a bit after his friends disconnected from you with a pair of low growls. “Such a good bunny, you stay out here in case we need anything, okay honey?”

“Yes Alpha.” You let out a small chirp when Ransom tucked his fingers under your chin and leaned into his touch, steadying a little when he kissed your forehead before moving to sit at the kitchen table and read your book, trying to ignore the heated gazes that were still locked onto you while you settled into your seat.

“Why the fuck do you even leave the house, Drysdale?” Lance licked his lips when he watched you tuck your feet under yourself, cocking his head and taking a slow sip of his whiskey. “Don’t think I’d ever get enough of that view. She lets you touch her too?”

“Whatever I want. That little thing was made for pleasure.” Ransom grinned wolfishly when he peeked at you over his shoulder and saw you gnawing on your bottom lip nervously.

“You fucked her yet?” Curtis kept an eye on you even as he talked to your stepbrother, snorting when Ransom frowned at him and shook his head. “You’re wasting time, you need to do it early if you want to break her in.”

“Told you, not trying to break her.” Ransom caught you glancing at him and gave you a wink that had you burying your face in your book again with a small gasp. “Just having fun.”

“Breaking them in is fun.” Curtis draped himself lazily over his edge of the couch as he grumbled into his bourbon. “You have any idea what most Alphas would be willing to give for the chance to claim some sweet little practically untouched thing like her? Wasted opportunity if you ask me.”

“I’m very aware, my mother likes to remind me of it constantly when she’s scolding me that I need to take care of the golden child.” Ransom just kept giving Curtis a smug grin while he sipped on his drink. “It’s not like I can bring her to your compound, Everett. Pretty sure Linda and the preacher would have a collective aneurysm if their precious girl went missing, or came back completely broken. So unless you have some other idea…”

“Stay here.” The smile Curtis was wearing when he rose from his seat should have maybe concerned Ransom, but he was too intrigued. “Sweetheart, stand up for me.”

“It’s okay, bunny. Curtis is sort of a bond prep expert.” Ransom couldn’t help but be a little proud at how pliable you already were, standing for Curtis with just one wary glance towards your stepbrother before you turned your attention to the massive Alpha. “Be good for him.”

“Yes, Alpha.” You shivered when Curtis reached out to curl his hand around the back of your neck, tilting your face up to his and feeling sudden calm wash over you when he put a small amount of pressure on your mating gland. “Oh…”

“You’re a very good girl, aren’t you?” Curtis grinned and pulled you closer when he felt you relax in his grip, the attention of all three Alphas laser focused on you and the way you were melting under Curtis’s touch when he brought his other hand up to caress your cheek. “Have you gotten used to Alpha commands yet, darling?”

You could only shake your head. Ransom had never used a command on you. He didn’t need to, like they all liked to tell you, you were a very good girl, you always wanted to be. But maybe the mate Linda and your father would pick for you would want to be more dominant. You knew you had to be prepared for anything, Ransom kept telling you.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart, I’ll be gentle.” Curtis scented your hair before pressing on your mating gland one more time, letting out a deep growl as his voice took on a low timbre. “Present for me, Omega.”

The whine you let out when you felt your hindbrain urging you to submit had all three Alphas snarling with arousal, the noises from them getting even deeper when you bent over the counter and spread your legs. You were so swollen and slick and pretty and Ransom couldn’t believe that Curtis was the first one who had the idea to get a really good look at you.

“What a good little ‘mega. Gonna make such a perfect mate.” Curtis grinned when you cooed softly, dragging his palms up the backs of your thighs and spreading you open even further. “Once you’re bonded, your Alpha’s gonna want to check this sweet little pussy every day to make sure you really belong to him, that you’re being the good girl he mated and not letting any other Alpha use what’s his.”

“H-how would he check my… my…” You let out another lovely sound when Curtis knelt behind you and shoved fingers from both his hands inside you with no warning. “Oh goodness…”

“Bunny, I’ve told you, you’re gonna have to say the word.” Ransom wanted to crawl over the back of the couch and lose himself in you, your scent was getting stronger while Curtis touched you and it was making Ransom feel like he was lost in a haze. “Ask your question like a big girl.”

“Yes, I’m sorry, Alpha.” You kept your eyes on Ransom even while Curtis was drawing more slick from your aching core, curling your fingers against the stone of the counter and panting softly while he licked his lips and purred at you. “How would he check my… pussy?”

“Oh, there’s lots of different ways sweetheart. Fuck, look at you.” Curtis hooked his fingers and pulled your cunt open so he could get a really good look at you, biting softly at the back of your thigh and groaning when he watched you try to clench around the emptiness. “So fucking gorgeous, you’re gonna spoil whichever lucky bastard bonds you. Don’t think he’s gonna be able to stop himself at just looking. Might have to smell you.”

Curtis swiped his nose over your sex and breathed deeply, burying his face between your legs and growling when you let out another soft whine and your thighs started trembling. The air in the apartment was thick and heavy with the smell of sex as all three Alphas let themselves get lost in you, Ransom and Lance feeling just as enraptured even though they weren’t currently touching you. But they could practically taste you in the air, Ransom didn’t even need to look at Lance to know the man was well on his way to becoming obsessed with you. Not that he could look at Lance, when you were filling his vision and making those perfect sounds and letting Curtis touch your sweet little cunt however he wanted and never taking your eyes off your stepbrother’s.

“Jesus fucking Christ, you’re so good, honey. Bet you’d let me do whatever the fuck I wanted to you and you wouldn’t make a peep.” Curtis grinned when you only moaned in response and arched your back further, your fingers digging into the counter as you breathed heavily. “Best way to check is gonna be taste though.”

“What do you… oh my!” Ransom snarled when your eyes fluttered wildly before falling closed when Curtis plunged his tongue inside you, your body arching back on itself as you rose on your toes and your breath became ragged. He didn’t even notice the sound of breaking glass when Lance’s grip on his tumbler got too tight, digging his fingers into the back of the couch while he kept watching you and feeling like he was ready to fight something just to get closer to you.

“Such a good fucking girl, shit.” Curtis’s voice was muffled as he dragged his tongue all over your pussy, making sure he tasted every inch of you before releasing his grip on your swollen walls so he could squeeze your thighs while he groaned softly.

You couldn’t answer him, you felt like you were about to pass out, strange sensations shooting through your body. Even the noises coming from your throat were foreign to your ears, high pitched and whiny and desperate as you pressed your hips back into the giant Alpha’s face and rolled them to meet his mouth. There was something pooling warm and low in your stomach that made you feel like you were about to scream, but it couldn’t be bad, Ransom would never hurt you, or let someone touch you who was going to hurt you. But still…

“Oh… oh my… what are you… ah!” You felt like you were cresting a massive wave, some massive, pleasurable sensation crashing over you as you screamed wildly and and your whole body sagged into the counter, shaking as you struggled to come back to yourself as Curtis kept sucking on a spot that seemed designed to make you lose your mind. “What… what did you do to me? What was that?”

“What’s wrong, honey, you’ve never come before?” Curtis just chuckled lightly as he rose to his feet, running his hands over your still trembling thighs and cooing when you just answered him with a wretched sob. “Oh shit, you haven’t! Christ, the things I could do to you…”

“That’s enough for now.” Ransom finally felt the spell break and leapt over the back of the couch and caught your other arm when you almost collapsed, pulling you into his chest after Curtis rubbed his nose over your shoulder with a comforting purr and gave Ransom a lascivious wink. “Bunny you did so good, huh? We’re gonna get you cleaned up, baby.”

“Mmm.” You sighed and nuzzled into his neck after giving Curtis a curious look over your shoulder, clutching at Ransom’s arms and curling as close as you could so you could take in his comforting scent while you were still vibrating from the pleasure that had been ripped from you. Ransom tried not to give Curtis too sour of a look when he shouldered past him, but fuck if he hadn’t realized just how untouched you were. And he definitely would have wanted to be the first one to draw an orgasm from your sweet little body if he had known.

“She taste as good as she smells?” Lance turned his phone off and tucked it back in his pocket, grateful Ransom was distracted with you so he didn’t have to get a lecture about getting you on video. “Don’t know how the fuck you managed to hold back, would’ve broken that bitch.”

“Because you’re horrible and have zero self control.” Curtis frowned as he stepped between the entrance to the hall and Lance, who was still looking pretty keyed up, a smirk pulling at the corner of his lips when he heard the shower running and heard Ransom cooing softly at you. “Go bond some easy slut and dump her like you normally would if that’s what you need something to do. As much as I’d love to watch Drysdale beat the shit out of you if you try to move in on his precious new toy, I kinda like her, and you’re a bastard who can’t play nice. This one’s not a pump and dump.”

“Fuck you.” Lance flipped Curtis off as he rose to his feet, calling the lift and frowning at his friend while he waited. “Why don’t you call me when you two are sick of being pussy whipped by some virgin and I’ll show you how you could really have fun with that sweet slice of pussy.”

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Does anyone remember that series that’s ongoing with omega!Jake Jensen x omega!Reader and the go on courting dates with Ransom,Ari, and I think Steve who are all alpha’s of course

#omega!jakejensen #omega reader #alpha!ari levinson x omega!reader #alpha!steve rogers #alpha!ransom

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Brat Taming: Part 13

A/N: Smut is prevalent in the chapter, with overstimulation, vibrators, teasing and edging, domination/submission and punishments. Please don’t read it if it makes you uncomfortable

Ari had certain expectations when it came to making his office run seamlessly, as he should have, and there was an incredible amount of tenacity to his patience. He was not a man who could easily be angered by desperate attempts to get him to react unless there was a direct threat to the people he loved and wanted to protect.

It was one of his traits as an alpha that separated him from what seemed like the other 50% of alphas who seemed to make up the designation.

It seemed as if at least half of their designation had the same distinctive abilities to be good alphas without having to rely on traits that could have been deemed toxic. Ari and Steve, even Ransom if he had tried to put in more effort to not be such an arrogant prick to other people, were all good alphas at the root of themselves.

Both of the older alphas had deeply embedded protective tendencies, an ability to understand and compassionately grasp the workings of an omega’s hindbrain without reducing them to their basest selves.

Ransom was cocky, he was an arrogant and rich alpha who could have had anything or anyone handed to him on a silver platter. He was born with a silver spoon shoved up his ass and that had damaged his ability to deny the toxic traits that made omegas want to settle down with the alpha.

However like Ari & Steve believed, Ransom only had to meet the right omegas who wouldn’t immediately cater and submit to his whims, but rather they would try to push him to his limits and make him back down. It was what made you and Jake everything those alphas needed.

It was your fire and your ability and nature to be bratty that drove every one of your alphas crazy with need. Your tendency as omegas to feel comfortable enough to push back against the alphas was both embraced and revelled in.

They enjoyed their omegas brattiness, the back and forth that aided the bonds that were being built was a necessity to have an unbreakable relationship.

However patient Ari was, and however indifferent he could have been, he had found your punishment just as invigorating and addictive as your attitude was.

He was just waiting for it, just waiting for the opportunity to punish you as a good alpha would have. The alphas knew, all of them had been aware, that you and Jake were dealing with the sensations of being marked and mated.

They had been well aware that you both were settling in your bratty moods and with a common agreement between you, albeit made through your natural bond as best friends and lovers and had kickstarted the punishments that were befitting for both of you.

With you at work in the office making comments under your breath about Ari and his first assistant degrading the choice to have someone who was so aggravating without trying, had incited his decision to punish you.

Normally this patient alpha would have let you mumble every comment under the sun about his first assistant who he knew could be difficult to deal with, however today Ari couldn’t let it slide.

Whether it was his unwillingness to go through a teleconference knowing you were outside of his office wearing a skirt that was far too easy to slide up your thighs and a piece of cloth obscuring your sweet little cunt from his view, or whether it was his vivacious lust and hunger, it had all ended at the same conclusion.

Ari had stepped out of his office, pausing to listen to you muttering your annoyance at both your boss and the woman you claimed was the wicked bitch of the West.

He had watched you while leaning against the frame of his door, his arms crossed over his chest and his chin tucked as his eyes had become engrossed with thick seams of desire. It was reflective of his need for you, his dire hunger that aided him to make a demand that caused hair at the nape of your neck to stand and your eyes to grow wide.

“Y/N, my office. Now.” The command was sent from his mouth, and you were immediately aware of how rooted he was in his alpha hindbrain.

He had seen your lips part with a potential argument, a rebuttal that he wished you would’ve let fall from your lips. He wished you would have fired back with some kind of aggravated response to Ari’s demand, earning another punishment that you didn’t know was coming.

It could’ve been a demand that could have been negated, or at least an attempt could have been made, however, Ari was pleased to see you standing immediately to follow him toward his office.

“Is there anything you need of me, Mr. Levinson?” His first assistant had already started to rise to her feet, overeager to please him in any manner despite already being in a steady and comfortable relationship with her alpha.

It was after Ari had settled a hand on your back to lead you into his office, to the punishment waiting for you, that he had looked over his shoulder with a controlled half-smirk on his face.

His first assistant was not guarded with her disdain for you and your role in the office, especially since you had been sleeping with the boss and getting away with it. However, Ari was just as displeased about her attitude toward you and had already been making plans to have another reasonable offer sent her way for a new job.

“Go home, you have the rest of the afternoon off.” Ari had closed the door without allowing another potential argument and just as quickly locked the door behind him.

He stood and faced you, silence between the two of you was not stale or stagnant, it was fuelled by desire and mild confusion, knowledge of what was to come and expectations of pleasure and pain.

“I have a meeting, Y/N.” Ari’s long stride had taken him past you and around the side of the desk, his leather chair angled to the left of his computer.

“If you needed me to take notes-“

“Did I ask you to take notes?” Ari spoke over you with a bite, the force behind his words making you shudder and whimper simultaneously. “You’re going to keep me occupied.”

Ari placed a hand upon the back of the chair, steadying it as he sat down upon the cushioned bottom and then he spread his legs. His cock was strained and throbbing beneath the seams of his slacks and with a single wave of his hand, you had started to walk toward him with your hands by your sides and your eyes still unnerved.

When you were within reach, Ari grabbed your wrist and pulled you toward him and his hard-on, your palm jutted toward the bulbous head. Ari’s voice was laced heavily with need, your name falling from his lips as he made you squeeze his erection.

The intent was known and the command had been all too easily absorbed as you recoiled and lifted your skirt, your hands holding the material in order for him to hook his fingers in the band of your panties to yank them down your thighs.

“This is a punishment,” Ari addressed you with a firm tone yet no less loving than before, “you wanna be a brat? You get punished.”

He enjoyed your verbal exhilaration when he smacked your ass, his palm cracking against your flesh before his fingers dug into you. He had pulled you back toward him, keeping a hand on your ass and the other busied with freeing his thick and throbbing cock.

“You’re going to keep my cock warm while I take this teleconference. If your try and get off my cock before the meeting is finished, you’ll be under the desk sucking me off. If you cum before I say you can, you won’t cum for a week.” Ari’s hands settled on your hips and he arranged you between his legs, giving you no room to protest as he lowered you to his cock, your puffy pussy lips already wet.

The head of his cock had started to part your labia, the seeping precum mixing with your desire, and his name all too easily fell from your lips when he made you take all of him into your tight cunt. When he had settled you in your place, Ari leaned forward and pressed a kiss against the nape of your neck, almost entirely too soft and contradictory to his demanding dominance.

“You have your warning, brat.” Ari’s lips parted and he nipped your flesh as a warning. “I would love any reasons to punish you further, let’s see if you earn the right to cum or if you’ll end up with a week of denial.”

It was hard to breathe without shuddering, hard to contend with the twitch of Ari’s thick bulbous head as it plunged into your cunt.

It was hard to function and focus on taking notes while Ari was on a teleconference since you were being stretched and filled to the brim, wholly and entirely stuffed. He was ruthless, smacking your puffy and hard clit when you faltered, all entirely fuelled by his irritation with your attitude.

“Maybe next time you’ll think about being such a brat. I’m your alpha sweetheart but I’m also your boss.”

“Are you focusing?” You shuddered and whimpered, his voice husky and hoarse in your ear while his fingers deftly plucked at your hard little nub. “I almost feel sorry for you…but I know you like it.”

“J-Jake-” your voice shook, indelibly able to detect his state of being like a dull fog at the back of your mind.

“Yes, Jake is learning a hard lesson too.” Ari purred huskily in your ear and then taunt you further, starting to tap his fingers against your hard clit with every illicit breath you’d taken.

“We’re planning on taking full advantage of our private dining room, puppy. And you are going to take your punishment with pride.”

Wine, he thought as he swallowed what was given to him, wine should’ve made him feel better and yet it was another delectable sensation intent on ruining him. A good wine that Ransom assured would be palatable with the edging Jake deserved, and he was right.

He had been overstimulated already, entirely too full and stretched with a vibrator in his tight asshole and a ring pulsing at the base of his cock, Jake was being dragged through countless rounds of edging that had only been part of his punishment.

The argument that started it all had come from Jake and focused more on Steve than Ransom. It was a few remarks about Steve’s sexuality and the urge to just jump from the edge of the cliff. Jake had pressed Steve to be bolder with himself, given that there wasn’t anything to fear about being open with how and who he loved.

And though the comments had meant to encourage Steve, it had taken a turn when Steve had embraced Jake’s open brattiness and reassured him that being bold was nothing new to Jake.

“Full, puppy?” Jake’s shiver was inductive of his tension, his cock begging for release that wasn’t granted to him by Steve or Ransom. “I think you’re enjoying yourself.”

It was pleasured and painful torture that left no bruises or marks. It was the sensation of the dildo in his ass vibrating when Steve turned it on and the fallout after it was turned off to give him a chance to calm down. Between the remote in Steve’s control, the remote in Ransom’s control and what he could detect from you, Jake was truly going to lose his mind.

“He can handle it, he’s a big boy.” Steve was almost erotically sadistic when he leaned toward Jake to cup his cheek and turn his head. “You can handle it, right Jake?”

His lips met Steve’s and he tried to chase the feeling, only to fall short and whine in desperation when Steve pulled away.

The super soldier had let go of Jake’s chin and patted his cheek twice, and then he leaned back against his chair and raised a hand to signal the waiter. With striking confidence that made Jake believes he had been playing the entire time, Steve had brazenly raised the remote in his other hand and pressed the button twice.

The shock of the faux cock in his ass had earned another husky groan that fell too easily from Jake’s lips, and the sudden jerk of his hips to seek some kind of pleasurable release from the toys that he was being teased with.

“If you cum, you’re going to pay for it.” Ransom’s warning was whispered as a seductive command in his ear, the deterrent coming with another level of erotic intimacy as the alpha command had settled in his hindbrain.

Thick fingers slipped beneath the table, a hand sliding up a covered thigh while he was truly and well on his way to losing his mind. Trapped under electrifying gazes that burned through him, it wasn’t just one but two that had given him no reprieve from the building tension and cathartic need to reach his end. This was a punishment for his decision to push both of them to their limits, though it wasn’t conventional in any sense.

When Jake had been under the impression that he was going to be punished, he’d thought it would involve Shibari or some restraints to keep him still. He’d never anticipated his ass being stuffed full of a vibrating cock while his shaft and balls were being stimulated by the same torturous quivers.

It was clear that Jake and yourself were being manhandled by your alphas to be punished, he could feel your pleasured pain through the bonds that you and Jake had formed from childhood, and he knew that he wasn’t alone.

“You’ve barely touched your food.” Teasing words that rolled off a silver tongue paired with fingers that slipped further up his thigh before ultimately squeezing the thick throbbing hard-on trapped beneath Italian slacks. “You should eat something.”

“Something wrong, pup?” Steve crooned, raising his fork to his lips to enjoy the seared steak he had been craving. “Not hungry?”

“Ohhh fuck…” Jake’s head lolled back, his eyes screwing closed as vibrations coursed in his ass, the vibrator used to drive him toward a slow orgasm was maddening. “P-please-!”

“I think we need dessert,” Ransom leaned in close to Jake, his tongue lapping at sweat-laden flesh while his hand closed around Jake’s clothed cock. “You’re going to have to wait longer to cum, brat.”

“I’m going to lose my fucking mind.” Jake hissed, his eyes straining to open and his teeth gritting as he cursed with the tension that was rattling him. “Please, fuck-!”

He jerked his hips and dug his nails into the tablecloth with almost enough tension to tear the fabric clean. Jake had ground his teeth with every pulse that rocked his nervous system and drove his mind closer to temporary insanity.

There was no denying their domineering status as alphas, and Jake would later swear on his life that he loved being their little subby omega but at the moment he was fighting for his life.

“If you want to cum,” Ransom let go of his trapped erection and deftly unzipped Jake’s fly, his hand slipping in the opening to grasp his cock under the table, “you have to beg for it.”

The sound that fell from Jake’s lips was garbled and twisted, it wasn’t coherent in any manner but yet it still made his alphas starkly proud of the omega who had resisted until this moment.

He hadn’t been mentally aware of what he was saying, he was letting his tongue work on its own and had only recognized the permission that was given to him after Ransom had dug his teeth back into the mark on Jake’s neck.

The vibrations hadn’t ceased even as Jake had been granted the ability to chase his orgasm. His hips rocked as he threw himself back into the chair, his head lolling as their names rolled off his tongue as an erotic sonnet. It was blinding and white hot pleasure that shot through every nerve ending in his body, Jake’s mind contorted and twisted by desire and release while Ransom’s hand pumped Jake’s shaft.

And even as he started to come down from that high, pleasure was still falling upon him when he felt Ransom’s lips against Jake’s cock to clean his shaft and bulbous head.

“Thank you,” Jake’s chest was heaving with every strained breath, his body wracked with leftover trace amounts of electrifying pleasure, “that was incredible.”

His chin was grasped again, his face turned toward Steve and relief had soon been replaced by anticipation when the super soldier claimed Jake’s mouth as his.

“You’re not done yet.”

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[myfanficlibraries]

Multiple Characters

Series

1) Attic Wives Anonymous by @foxgloveprincess       Characters: Andy Barber, Ari Levinson, Jake Jensen, Lloyd Hansen, Ransom Drysdale, Robert Pronge       Dark       Ongoing

2) Brat Taming by @imaginedreamwrite       A/B/O Dynamics       Characters: Ari Levinson, Jake Jensen, Ransom Drysdale, Steve Rogers       Ongoing

3) Conclave by @late-to-the-party-81       Apocalypse AU       Characters: Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Steve Rogers       Soft Dark

4) Fantasy Hotel by @deandoesthingstome       Characters: August Walker, Captain Syverson, Geralt of Rivia, Hellraiser!Mike, Walter Marshall       Ongoing       Smut

4) More Hearts Than Mine by @imaginedreamwrite       Characters: Ari Levinson, Jake Jensen, Skinny!Steve Rogers       College AU       Ongoing

5) Mrs. Claus Show by @imyourbratzdoll       WARNING: Dangerous levels of delightful silliness!       Also a good amount of smut.       Characters: Ari Levinson, Bucky, Curtis Everett, Frank Adler, Jake Jensen, Lee Bodecker, Lloyd Hansen, Ransom Drysdale, Steve Rogers       Ongoing

6) Ruby Garden by @biteofcherry       BDSM       Characters: Andy Barber, Ari Levinson, Bucky Barnes, Curtis Everett, Lloyd Hansen, Nick Fowler, Steve Rogers       Ongoing

7) The Assistant by @holylulusworld       Characters: Andy Barber, Ari Levinson, Curtis Everett, Jake Jensen, Lloyd Hansen, Mike Weiss, Steve Rogers       Ongoing       Plus Size Reader

8) The Club AU by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor       Characters: Bucky Barnes, Curtis Everett, Lee Bodecker, Loki, Thor       Dark       Ongoing     

9) The Sun, the Moon, and the Stars by @crazyunsexycool       A/B/O Dynamics       Characters: Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Steve Rogers       Ongoing

#ari levinson #alpha!ari levinson #college!ari levinson #bucky barnes #grinch!bucky #andy barber #curtis everett #jake jensen #omega!Jake Jensen #college!jake jensen #lloyd hansen #mike weiss #steve rogers #alpha!steve rogers #skinny!steve rogers #college!steve rogers #lee bodecker #ransom drysdale #alpha!ransom drysdale #frank adler #walter marshall #captain syverson #geralt of rivia #august walker

[biteofcherry]

Unghhhhh I'm so weak for alpha Steve and alpha Ari! 😌 They're kinda bad. Especially Ari. But I just can't help lusting after them. Are there any other CEvans characters you would see/write as alphas? If so, how would they act?

To quote a CEvans character that I'll never write for (I hate that movie):

Okay, so some of the alphas may be more than a little bad. But if bad why feel so good? 😈

under the cut because it turned longish

Alpha!Steve is very committed and aside of being an asshole with his alpha commands a times he's a loving, romantic guy. Will give his Omega the world (or at least a big hothouse for her plants, lol)

Alpha!Ari is a possessive, primal kink oriented type, but he's very protective of his Omega and not as much controlling as it may look. She's be free to do whatever, as long as his scent is on her (a lot of nasty cum marking and filling) and she refrains from being touched by others.

Alpha!Curtis would be much darker than the others, but - as he'd say - The times are hard and dark, you need an alpha that will make sure you survive it. He'll break you in if you fight him too hard, but also provide for you like for a queen.

Alpha!Lloyd would be a usual-Lloyd prick who goes after sweet, shy omegas, fucks around with them and never settles down. That is until he meets you on the cusp of your heat (not yet mindless in haze, but extra horny which is perfect for him) and unexpectedly fucking you triggers his rut.

Alpha!Ransom is so very picky that he rarely even goes for omegas, thinking them too fragile and boring for his tastes, but then you're hired at the publishing company and the alpha-way you carry yourself with makes him want to put you in your place - as his fucked out omega at his feet.

#anonymous #reply #alpha!steve rogers #alpha!Steve Rogers x reader #alpha!Ari levinson #alpha!Ari levinson x reader #alpha!Curtis Everett #alpha!Curtis everett x reader #alpha!Lloyd hansen #alpha!Lloyd hansen x reader #alpha!ransom drysdale #alpha!ransom drysdale x reader

[buckyownsmylife]

Finding You #20 - Andy Barber, Ransom Drysdale smut

The one with the begging

When you end up being transformed into an omega without any understanding of what it entails, five Alphas find themselves responsible for your well-being. Guess it’s only expected you’d take care of them too, huh?

For general warnings and author’s notes, please go to the fic’s masterlist.

A/N: Just a short little drabble for this one!

Andy’s P.O.V.

After her weekend with Ari, everyone missed our beloved and sweet-smelling omega, to the point that she was exhausted by the time we were all done with her.

We let her sleep until she was sated, and then cuddled and fed her whatever she pleased. It’s what she deserved for being our best girl, our perfect little omega, and for obeying all of our orders so well.

I wanted to give her more rest. To let her be for a few days at least, let her recharge after servicing us for so long, but it seemed as if my body needed something else.

It needed her, always.

I came down on her by surprise, because my need for her took me by surprise. But she didn’t fight it. In fact, she leaned into it, becoming limp in my arms as I attacked her neck with kisses.

She was just too fucking sweet.

“Ransom, come here.” My little brother followed my orders without complaining, for once - probably because it had to do with her and he would do anything for her, too. “Keep her spread open for me, hm?”

And so with her legs open with his feet, I crawled up the bed to press a kiss to her petal lips, the ones that released the sweetest nectar known to humanity. My brother kept her hostage, unable to move as I drank from her, slowly and softly, only looking to please myself.

“Please, let me cum, please,” she pleaded, but I could only grin against the softness of her thighs. This wasn’t for her, this was all about me and my sick delight.

“Aw, poor princess,” I mocked. There was drool on the side of her mouth, and I leaned down to lick it off of her, loving the taste of everything she had to offer. “You know I’ll do anything for you.”

But I would never stop fucking her.

“Tell me what you want, sweetheart.” Ransom watched as I undressed myself, rolling over to leave us be as he picked a chair on the side of the room to watch.

“I really, really want to cum,” she sobbed, making a maniacal smile appear on my face. I loved how I could get her like this, on the edge of insanity with just my body.

“I don’t think you really do, honey,” I teased, and much to my pleasure she actually did start crying, hands lashing out to grab me and pull me closer but missing entirely.

“A-are you trying to kill me?” She asked, which got me to burst into laughter as I climbed back on the bed to attend to her needs.

“Of course not, baby! What do you think we’d do without this pussy?” Ransom nodded eagerly from his chair and feeling bad for him, I decided I was feeling good enough to share today. “Come on over,” I ordered while flipping her around, slipping inside her pussy while holding her by the hair so he could use her mouth.

“I just like making you cry,” I confessed against her cheek, fucking her roughly before Ransom grabbed a hold of her neck and guided her towards his cock. “It makes you look so pretty. I like the mess we can make of you.”

#my series #andy barber smut #ransom drysdale smut #smut #andy barber #ransom drysdale #alpha au #andy barber x reader #ransom drysdale x reader #alpha!andy barber #alpha!ransom drysdale #andy barber reader #ransom drysdale reader

[holylulusworld]

Omega on strike

Summary: You are on strike. 

Pairing: Alpha!Ransom Drysdale x Omega!Reader

Warnings: angst, a/b/o, a/b/o dynamics, language, angry/feisty reader, silent treatment, whiny alpha, scenting, cuddling & snuggling, fluff

<< Part 2 (Can be read as a standalone fic)

Divider by @firefly-graphics

“That fucker,“ you snarl as your best friend just showed you a group on social media. A group your alpha joined weeks ago. “He joined a group of what?”

“They call themselves alpha primes. They seek to show every beta and omega that they are the strongest specimen and stuff,” Elle explains to you but all you heard was that Ransom just joined a group of alpha birdbrains.

“I will so kill my alpha when he comes home. I bet that group is the reason for his absence over the last weeks. How could he do such a thing?”

“Why not leave him? There are ways to get rid of the mark on your neck,” your friend suggests, touching her once marked mating gland. “I’ll gladly help you get rid of that spoiled trust-fund prick.”

“No way. I will not leave him,” growling low in your throat you look at one of his sweaters lying abandoned on the sofa. “It would only make him happy to get rid of an independent and strong woman. I don’t want him to be happy.”

“You’re devious,” you smirk at your friend. “What will you do now? Leave for a while or give him hell.”

“Oh, I’ll simply not pay attention to him any longer. No cuddles. No scenting. No taking care of my alpha. No sex. Nothing but a cold shoulder to not lean on,” Elle nods knowingly. “He was at his grandfather’s place tonight. I bet his mom made him feel worthless once again. This time, he can tell his sob story to someone else. I’m on strike.”

“On strike?” Elle laughs loudly. “That’s a good one, babe.”

“I mean it, Elle,” huffing you point at your phone. “My heat is not due for another two months. We fucked just this morning so I’m satisfied, and I can scent the sweater I stole from him. I can live without my alpha. Ransom will suffer, not me.”

“Again, you are devious, and I love you for it. Now I’m jealous I got no alpha to ignore around.”

“Omega? Kitten? Baby girl?” Ransom casually strolls into the living room, desperate to tell you about the awful dinner with his family and to calm his nerves with your sweet scent. “There you are, Y/N.”

“Hmph…” you look him up and down, wishing you could calm your alpha. Just not tonight. He sneaked around your back with misogynistic alphas, and you won’t have it. 

It’s hard enough to be a working and independent woman. Omegas are still at the end of the food chain, but you can live with random alphas who underestimate you and your value. Though, you won’t live with an alpha doing the same thing.

“Baby, I’ll be right back. Lemme change into something more comfortable,” again, you ignore him as he looks at you, whining as you didn’t get up to kiss him. “Just a minute, Y/N.”

“You won’t believe me, baby,” he sits next to you, opening his arms, waiting for you to crawl onto his lap and snuggle into his chest. “Y/N? Omega?”

Ransom waits, arms dropping to his sides as you ignore his presence while faking you are engrossed in your book. “Something wrong, baby doll? Do you have a headache? Do you want me to get you some Tylenol and massage your temples?”

He waits, eyes glued to your stoic face. Ransom uncomfortable shifts on his seat, wondering what happened to his lovely and feisty omega.

“Did I do something wrong?” He wonders aloud. “I should’ve invited you to join me at the family dinner, right? I just thought you hate the dinners at my grandfather’s place. Please don’t be mad.”

You turn your head to eye Ransom for a moment before turning your attention back toward your book. You purse your lips, the words you are dying to tell him stuck in your throat. 

“Omega, please talk to me. You are scaring me here,” he scoots a little closer to place his hand on your shoulder, but you shake it off. “You’re angry at me. Why? What did I do? Let me make things up to you.” Ransom sniffs at your neck, immediately scenting you are mad at him. “Tell me what I did wrong.”

Inhaling sharply, you slam your book shut. You place the book on the coffee table and grab your phone to show Ransom what your friend Elle found out about him and his latest activities on social media. “What? I—oh…fuck.”

“Yeah, fuck you too, Ransom,” you can’t hold back any longer. Jumping up from your seat you glare at Ransom. “I believed that you love that I’m an independent woman, a strong omega, and not just roll over to take knot. I thought you are a better man and alpha.”

“Darling, baby doll…please,” he whines as you turn to leave him alone in the suddenly too cold living room. “Uh-it’s my father’s group. He invited me. I never even joined their group. Baby, I only joined to make him shut up.”

Ransom follows you like a puppy. He calls your name, whines, and purrs as you walk toward the bedroom. You don’t talk to him, nor do you turn around.

“Please. You can check my phone. Yes, I joined that group, but I never replied to shit. I was close to blocking the group and its members too. My father likes to rant about my mom all the time. The other guys too. I’m not like them.”

“You were like them,” you twirl around to jab your finger into his chest. “Before we mated you were an arrogant and misogynist prick. You believed omegas are only good for taking knot. I don’t want an alpha treating me like a piece of meat, Ransom.”

“I—” Ransom nods, ashamed of himself. “You’re right, omega. But I’ve changed. For you, Y/N. Please believe me I’m not like my father.”

“You joined your father’s group, Ransom. This proves you are far from the alpha I deserve,” you storm toward your side of the bed, kicking your shoes off on your way. “From this moment on, I’m on strike.”

“Strike? What does this mean, Y/N?” he stumbles toward the bed to watch you get comfortable on your side of the bed. “Omega?”

“No cuddles. No sex. No scenting. I’m not your omega until you proved that you are worth being my alpha. I’m disappointed in you, Ransom. Good night.”

“Baby doll,” he whines low in his throat as you turn around without kissing him goodnight. It’s the first time since you mated that you didn’t properly say goodnight. “I’m an idiot. You know that I would never hurt you or dominate you.”

“You’re an alpha. It’s in your nature to dominate an omega,” you huff. “Just like your fine daddy you want to keep your omega under control. It’s a miracle you didn’t force me to wear a collar yet.”

“Y/N,” Ransom scoots closer. He dares not to touch you but lies behind you to at least have your scent to help him fall asleep. “Doll…omega.” He whimpers as you move a little further toward the edge and away from him. “’m sorry, my love.”

“You can beg and plead; this won’t change my mind. My alpha would never join a group hating omegas.”

“Baby doll, they are middle-aged guys complaining about their day, their omegas, or how they can’t digest food like in their twenties. Uh—and my favorite theme – how to get your dick back up. I’ve got nothing in common with them,” Ransom hastily explains. “I love my omega and spending my time with you. I can digest food and get it up.”

“You had problems with the fatty pizza last week. I told you to not eat it after eight pm. But no,” you turn around to scold your alpha, “you had to wolf down the rest of the cold pizza. I had to rub your belly half of the night.”

“But you give the best belly rubs, doll,” he scoots a little closer to grasp your hand. Ransom peppers soft kisses on the back of your hand, sniffling as you try to pull away. 

“Not for you anymore,” you quip. “I’m on strike.”

“I swear my father made a scene in front of his friends. I didn’t want to join his stupid group on Facebook,” Ransom croons for you. “Omega, I’m not even on Facebook. I haven’t checked on my account for years. He just didn’t want to stop nagging about this great group he founded, and I gave him my phone and he signed me up.”

You reach out for Ransom to cup the back of his neck and press his face in your neck, allowing him to scent you. “You’ll delete that group, and we will have a serious conversation with your father,” he nods against you while eagerly drinking your scent in. 

“All you want, ‘mega. Just don’t leave me,” the usually cocky and self-confident alpha desperately clings to your body. “Please.”

“OH! I know,” you smile to yourself while running your fingers through his hair. “I’ll talk to your mother. Let’s see what she thinks about that group…”

“Richard Drysdale,” hands on her hips Linda yells her husband’s name through the hallways. “What did you do? You founded a group hating independent and strong omegas?”

“Linda, darling,” Richard splutters as he glances at you. “Uh-we share recipes for food we can digest and talk about meds helping us get it up. And yes, sometimes we talk about our demanding omegas. We are all whipped and talking about our feelings helps.”

“Feelings?” you hold back a chuckle as Linda presses on. “Why don’t you talk about your feelings with me? We are married, Richard.”

“We should go home now,” wrapping your hand around Ransom’s wrist you look up at your alpha. “Don’t think you are forgiven yet.”

“There, I deleted the app and blocked my father,” Ransom shows you his phone. “Can you forgive me? I didn’t complain about you.”

“Hmm…you are under prohibition, alpha,” you put his phone aside and sit next to him. “No sex for another week.”

“Can I at least scent you?” he watches you crawl onto his lap, wiggling and muttering until you find the perfect position. “Y/N, will you forgive me?”

“I’ll keep a close eye on you from now on, alpha,” resting your head against his shoulder you sigh deeply. “Now, put your arms around your omega. I need to calm down.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too, big dummy. Just you know, if your father ever tries to force you to do something you don’t want to do, call your omega. I’ll join forces with Linda.”

“Uh—I think he learned his lesson,” you chuckle as Ransom whines. “Let’s not be cruel.” 

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#Omega on strike #ransom drysdale #ransom drysdale x reader #alpha!ransom drysdale #alpha!ransom drysdale x omega!reader #alpha!ransom x omega!reader #alpha!ransom drysdale x reader #a/b/o #a/b/o dynamics

[onsunnyside]

♔⌎ 𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞: 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬

Welcome to the 𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞 for the characters of 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 for the readers.

❝ Being an omega in this day and age isn’t easy, and these poor girls couldn’t have been more unlucky with enrolling at Howard College.

Some thirst for change, others merely want a way out, and the rest are too innocent to even notice their ultimate demise. ❞

𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬: ATA!Reader (starlet), CL!Reader (legacy), SOS!Reader (cherry), NF!Reader, YG!Reader (casanova), and K!Reader (pet).

𝗔/𝗡 | where I’m from, the legal drinking age is 19, and unfortunately, I wrote this story with that in mind, so even though the legal drinking age in the U.S. is 21, just bear with me. Also, I’ll probably add new members if new projects come out !! Note: all visuals made by me (crest, dividers, moodboards, etc.) but no images belong to me. 

α (alpha) |  β (beta) |  Ω (omega)

𝗗𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗿 | The photos used for each reader are not meant to represent a specific ethnicity, body type or ideal—the set was created for the general vibe of the reader! I imagine the readers in their early-to-mid twenties, feel free to choose a specific age yourself.

𝐇𝐂𝐕 𝐏𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐁𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬

𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬:

| ATA!Reader (starlet) |  3rd Year | Ω | Theatre Arts/Drama Major | Omega Rights Activist

𝗢𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗜𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 | scent: an addictive union of deep coffee and vanilla with seductive hints of pear and orange blossom.

❝ And the thrill of the chase moves in mysterious ways. So in case I'm mistaken, I just wanna hear you say, "You got me baby" "Are you mine?" ❞ — Arctic Monkeys, R U Mine

𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 | With dreams of velvet curtains, rows of adoring fans and flashing cameras, you’ve always been fierce with an unbreakable ambition. Your rose-coloured glasses have long since shattered, and you have the unlucky gift of seeing society for what it really is—a cruel kingdom, an unfair hierarchy based on status. Always honouring the alphas, leaving everyone else to scramble for the crumbs to survive.

The world is not a place of wonder and magic, it’s crawling with monsters who have dehumanized your kind and stripped away your rights. Although, you firmly believe not all hope is lost, you will keep fighting even if no one will listen, all it takes is to try, and you haven’t failed anything yet.

Starring in: 𝐀 𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐀𝐜𝐭 | #tough act: reader

| CL!Reader (legacy) |  2nd Year | Ω | Kappa Phi Legacy | Natasha’s little sister | Journalism Major

About Kappa Phi: #hc: kappa

𝗢𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗜𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 | scent: an uplifting mix of wild strawberries, youthful vanilla and jasmine.

❝ How will you know the difficulties of being human, if you’re always flying off to blue perfection? ❞ — Rumi, the pattern improves

𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 | All your life, you’ve strived for the best. Spending many years following in your mother’s footsteps, idolizing her, and allowing yourself to be belittled in the process. You thought being in Kappa Phi would solve all of your problems, mend your relationship with your mother, and get you one foot into the highly competitive world of journalism, but you couldn’t be more wrong.

Unfortunately, being Kappa Phi’s newest legacy came with a few sacrifices—from yourself, both externally and internally, and ultimately, giving up all control in your life.

Starring in: 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧'𝐬 𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲  |  #captains legacy: reader

| SOS!Reader (cherry)  |  1st Year | Ω | Culinary Major & Aspiring Baker

𝗢𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗜𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 | scent: a combination of toasty warm florals, from freesia, rose and jasmine, with a lingering dash of baked sweets.

❝ Glued up, sometimes it's too much. I'm fucked up and clueless….life would be boring. Empty but no hurting (hurting). Is it necessary to touch when it's scary? ❞ — Melanie Martinez, Glued

𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 | Be good and do good, honour yourself and your family, have faith in the beings of the heavens. You are sheltered and introverted, never making decisions for yourself, just obeying every command of your parents. Their guidance has bled into every inch of your life—but you don’t know any better, never having the chance to create or solve things yourself. All you had to do was follow their rules and live up to any expectations, be the virtuous daughter of their dreams.

Who knew all of that micromanaging, protection, censorship and guidance would make you the perfect prey?

❝ 3 Who may ascend the mountain of the Lord? Who may stand in his holy place? 4 The one who has clean hands and a pure heart, who does not trust in an idol or swear by a false god. ❞ — Psalm 24:3-4

Starring in: 𝐒𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧’ | #sos: reader

| NF!Reader  |  2nd Year | Ω | Visual Arts Major

𝗢𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗜𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 | scent: a subtle cloud of grapefruit and orange with white florals, and a bit of paint.

❝ ...and then, I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough? ❞ — Vincent van Gogh

𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 | You love cashmere sweaters, the morning breeze and the sound of rain, the softest things hold a special place in your shy, reserved heart. A lover of the arts, but an overwhelming revere for the visual kind—sculptures, photography, painting and drawing, and even architecture.

To you, the world and its inhabitants are art, individual completed pieces, unforgeable, and remarkable in their own ways. You are art too, and you’re hanging in the Louvre. But unlike others, you are incomplete. There is an empty corner at the bottom, just waiting for a signature to finish the masterpiece—to make you into something more, an art piece that belongs to another.

Starring in: 𝐍𝐨𝐧 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐨 | #non finito: reader

| YG!Reader (casanova)  |  4th Year | Ω | Howard College Cheerleader | was in a now shut down sorority | Fashion Major (Styling)

Note: casanova is in 3rd year in Young Gods, and 4th year in the rest of the fics.

𝗢𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗜𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 | scent: an attention-grabbing fusion with a woody, earthy and spicy base that leaves a faint trail of sweet patchouli behind.

❝ Out if the ash I rise....And I eat men like air. ❞ — Sylvia Plath, Lady Lazarus (4)

𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 | The seductive glamour girl, the spoiled homecoming queen, the campus brat—you’re a casanova with swaying hips and a trail of broken hearts behind you. Life was handed to you on a sparkling silver platter and at the hands of your affluent family. Practically bathing in riches, you’ve won various beauty pageants and cheerleading competitions. Being an omega is not a place of pity or loss of pride. There is an undeniable lure surrounding the lowest class—and shame is not in your vocabulary. Your status is not a curse but a blessing, omegas are sensual and captivating creatures who could own the world if they wanted but that doesn’t interest you.

You crave the perfect life with the wealth and reputation of your creditable and successful family. Even if that means an arranged marriage. Although, they never said you must be faithful, being the temptress of Howard College, you’ve had your fair share of lovers and don’t plan on being loyal anytime soon. You’d rather be caught dead than bowing at the feet of an alpha. You demand control and attention, regardless of how defiant and untamed your methods are, you will be your own god.

Starring in: 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐬 | #yg: reader

| Kalopsia!Reader (pet)  |  1st Year | Ω | Dance Major

𝗢𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗜𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 | scent: a soft blend of sage and white tea, with inviting white iris and musk that never goes out of style.

❝ Instead it’s slow and insidious, slinking through you like ink through water, until it permeates every inch of your soul. ❞ — Karina Halle, A Nordic King

𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 | “Be careful, sweetheart, the city can be wicked” to your kind—it went unsaid in the postcards from your parents but you were timid, unscathed, and terribly gullible, so that warning went straight over your head. From a small town to living with your grandparents, you were so blissfully aware of the monsters that lurk within the skyscrapers and bustling streets, and most importantly, the darkness clouding Howard College.

A pristine freshman is the latest talk on campus, and you being an unmated omega only pushes you further into the spotlight. You were bound to catch the gaze of your new peers, including the popular, rugged, and cold-hearted alphas of the infamous fraternity, Arcadia Phi.

You wander straight into their trap, blinded by the endless beauty of the new big and bright city—or foolish naivety.

Starring in: 𝐊𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐚 | #kalopsia: reader

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[abbatoirablaze]

Princess & Bunny, Chapter 1

Word Count:  1.6k

Warnings:  taboo relationships, manipulation, slight angst, secret child.

“All of you fucking jerks are going to be nice, you understand?”

“Come on Drysdale, why would we be mean?” Andy asked, playfully throwing his arm over the other alpha’s shoulders, “it’s your family that’s stopping by after all.”

“We all know how hospitable you’ve been in the past with our families,” Jake Jensen teased, “like how you were with Rogers’ sister…and mine…and Bucky’s sisters…it’s your mom and sisters are coming, right?”

“Stepsisters!” he proclaimed quickly, “they’re not even really related to me…so don’t think about getting any ideas.  They’re total dogs…not even worth it!”

“They both alphas like you?”

“The twins are omegas,” Ransom proclaimed angrily, shooting another glare at one of his frat brothers.  He saw out of the corners of his eyes a few of the guys turn their attention towards him, “I can smell you guys…your scents are getting intense.  Stop it.  Didn’t you sickos hear me when I said they were ugly?”

“Twins?”

“When are twin omegas ever ugly, Drysdale?”

Linda Drysdale eyed up the frat house once more while Ransom attempted to give them the tour.  It was a large enough space that she wasn’t completely appalled, but she hadn’t appreciated the extra alphas lurking around, not when she had the girls with her. 

Bunny, timid as ever, clung to her stepmother’s side, while Princess was already looping her arms through Ransoms and following him with a set of love-struck eyes. 

“These alphas all stay under this one roof?” she asked disapprovingly.  A few of them scattered when the alpha female shot them glares.  Ransom turned towards her and nodded, “yes, Linda…I’ve already told yo-“

“Ransom, I’m your mother, and you’ll refer to me as such…” she scowled.  She turned her attention towards Bunny, “Bunny, sweetheart, when you two graduate and start school this fall, please don’t join a sorority house…I’d hate to see the two of you living in squalor.”

“It’s not squalor, Linda.”

“Mother!” she corrected, yet again, “Hugh!”

Ransom rolled his eyes and huffed, but Princess was nuzzled up against his side, instinctively soothing him as she pet his arm, “it’s okay Hughie…I think the house is brilliant…it’s so amazing that you’re on your own and making a name for yourself.”

Ransom gave her a soft look, “thanks, Princess.”

She preened under his acknowledgment, the lightest purring starting up in her chest.  Ransom felt himself purring in response. 

“You two are disgusting!” Bunny grunted, clearly annoyed with how much her sister got along with their stepbrother, “mom…can we go to dinner already?  I don’t want to be surrounded by all of these alphas!”

“Right,” Linda agreed, “Ransom, are you ready?  I think we are done seeing your little house, and we are ready to go out to dinner with you.”

“Yeah…yeah…” he sighed, suddenly feeling deflated over the fact that his mother wasn’t showing any pride in the life that he’d made for the past two years on campus, “we can-“

“Linda, can we please stay?” Princess all but begged while still holding on to Ransom’s arm, “pretty please?  I want us to all have dinner here and get to know all of Hughie’s friends.  This is so amazing, Hughie.”

“You really think, Cece?”

She began purring at the mention of the little nickname that Ransom had for her ever since they were children, “of course, Hughie…gosh, it’s amazing.  So amazing!”

“I-I could order a few pizzas if you want,” he offered, shooting the guys a look, “do you guys mind?”

“Not at all,” Bucky smirked.  He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, pensively watching the women in the home.  He chuckled at the look of disgust from his mother, and the sneer from Bunny, while Princess pulled Ransom towards one of the large couches, oblivious to everything, “say, doll…what did you say your name was?”

Princess giggled as she sat down, pulling Ransom beside her, “I’m Princess.  And that’s my grumpy pants twin, Bunny.”

“I’m not grumpy!”

“She just has better things to do…” Linda immediately countered, still refusing to touch anything in the house that she didn’t have to.  She nervously eyed the couch, “is that thing even clean?”

“Doesn’t look it.”

“Seems clean to me!” Princess smiled, giggling even more as she leaned against Ransom again, “gosh, what I wouldn’t give to just spend time here with you…”

“You’re the only one!”

Princess glared at her sister momentarily and then looked to Linda, “didn’t you say that you and daddy were going on a trip for Spring Break…what if we stayed with Hughie and his friends?  You wouldn’t have to take us along on that boring work trip to the city…and I’m sure that all of Hughie’s nice friends could come take care of us and make sure we’re nice and protected.”

“I don’t think that’s such a good idea, Cece,” Ransom offered gently.  The guys smiled, all of them getting the same idea in their heads as Ransom wrapped himself protectively around his stepsister, “you don’t want to spend your spring break with a bunch of college boys…in a college town.  Right mom?”

Linda smirked, hearing her son’s concerned tone.  She crossed her own arms and shrugged, “I don’t know, Ransom.  The girls are going to come here in the fall…maybe it’s for the best that I get them a place for Spring break, and they get a full view of what campus is like before they’re here.”

“Oh, Mrs. Drysdale-“

“Thrombey,” she corrected, shooting Steve a look, “Ms. Thrombey.”

“Well, Ms. Thrombey, I think I can speak for all of us here when I say we wouldn’t want you to waste your money on some unknown place,” Steve said sweetly, “we always have a few extra rooms…and there’s no better place to keep your girls safe than right under our very own roof, right guys?”

A few of the guys nodded in agreement.  Linda watched her son closely, noting how his scent bittered ever so slightly.  She smiled as she looked around, seeing how excited Princess was.  And with an ulterior motive in her head, she nodded, “maybe you’re right…you’re a good kid, you know that?  A bunch of good, strong alphas.  You lot might just be what my little girls need.”

And her smile only increased when she heard a growl escaping her son’s lips.

“You did that on fucking purpose!”

The laughter across the line made Ransom’s blood boil, “what did I do?  Your stepsister was the one who wanted to spend time with you.  Your friends even agreed to it.  I thought you of all people would have been happy.  I’m allowing you two to spend time together, Hugh.”

“Don’t call me that.”

“Why not?” she asked innocently enough, “that is your name, after all.  Hugh Ransom Drysdale.”

“Princess and Bunny shouldn’t be here, and we both know it.”

“What?” she taunted, “are you ashamed that your little friends will see right through your act when she’s there long enough?  That they will all see what kind of man you really are?  Tell me, do they know about your dirty little secret?”

“Stop it!”

“No Hugh…you stop it.  You stop acting like you’re some grand, amazing son.  The only one of you that’s accomplished anything is Bunny,” she spat, “all you and Princess have done is give me disappointment after disappointment.  The only thing successful you two gav-“  

“She’s only a published author because of the company!”

“She’s a published author because she put all of herself into her work,” she argued, “Bunny deserves everything she has.  Unlike someone I know…”

“Linda-“

She interrupted the growling alpha, “someone that just takes and takes and takes.  Those girls were both wholesome and innocent before you got your claws in them.  Bunny-god love that little girl-she’s my pride and joy…and so was her sister until you ruined her…”

“I didn’t ruin Princess…”

“Yes, you did!” she accused, “you and your urges.  She was a sweet, innocent little omega until you took that away…until you claimed that she was your mate and you sullied her with your seed!”

“I didn’t see you complaining when you got my son out of it!” Ransom spat, “you or Harlan…you may hate me, but I know that you love him.  Guess what, mother, my son is part of me.  And part of Princess.  Bunny has nothing to do with him!”

“Don’t you dare say a word about Kingston,” his mother growled, “you don’t get to talk about him…and that goes for when the twins are with you and your friends as well.  You are not to talk about him!”

“Where is he?”

Linda was silent for a moment as she looked up the stairs to Ransom’s old bedroom, where her two-year-old grandson lay sleeping, “he’s at home…where he belongs.”

“And when they come here?”

“He’ll be with Harlan, Hugh.” She said in a dangerous tone, “you know the rule, Hugh…you don’t get to see him.”

“He’s my son…”

“And his mother is your stepsister,” she reminded him, “and mate or not, she’s fragile.  And susceptible to your little mind games.  I will not have you making her think that it’s acceptable.  I will not allow you to brainwash her even more!”

“Is that why you’re throwing her to me?” he scoffed, “because you want another little designer cub to add to your collection?  You go on that you hate me, but we both know Bunny is too much of an uptight cunt.  She’ll never give you grandkittens.  Me and Princess are your only shot at that…Kingston isn’t enough anymore?  You get tired of him just like you got tired of me?”

“I’m allowing her to come up there so that she sees you’re not the only one that can charm her out of her dress!” Linda said in a monotone voice, “she needs to learn that I’ve shielded her from men like you…men that just want to spine her, for way too long…and while it may be a tough lesson for her to learn, hopefully she gets enough men to bed her where she finally gets over you!”

And with that, Linda hung up the phone on her son.

Chapter 2

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The Newness is ON! Today's ScrollBoss site update: Street Fighter Alpha 3 portraits for Terry Bogard and Ryu Hayabusa! Bunnysuit ladies and Zombies! River City Ransom scenes added to the image generators!

The new Extra Palette feature is also in the image generators for a few characters. It lets you customize specific sections of color a bit more for the sprites. Still working on some bugs here and there before I roll it out to more characters.

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[imaginedreamwrite]

Brat Taming: Part 12

“This looks okay?” His eyes met yours through the reflection of your mirror, the bed thrown apart in the search for your phones, a makeshift nest of blankets that he was lounging on, was captured in the image he sent Steve minutes ago.

“For work? I mean it’s not too-“

“Why are you so worried about what you’re wearing, bear?” Jake prodded with a tilt of his head, his mark from Ransom healed, fully sealing him to the rich playboy alpha as well as Ari.

Jake had Steve left, and you had two to go. It was a friendly omega bet that was coming to fruition before your eyes, with your intent to let Ransom be next, the plunge from single omegas to becoming a shared and tight-knit pack was well on its way to finishing.

“It’s the first day back to work since I was on my heat cycle and with Steve’s mark, I just feel…different.” Your hands rest against your stomach, fingers curling in the front of the light knit sweater you changed into.

You had been indecisive all day, and a part of you was anxious from the moment you had woken up entangled with Jake. It had been a sudden and brutal hit to your emotional, mental and physical well-being to have become so anxious so quickly.

“You look beautiful.” Jake’s hands slid along yours, his chin nestled on the top of your head as he hummed and swayed you back and forth delicately, the two of you so naturally wrapped up in each other. “And you’re going to have a great day back at work.”

“When did you become such a motivational coach?” You turned your head, looking back at him your gaze quickly wavering to hips lips and the temptation to coat yourself in his scent was heady.

“You don’t have to work with that irritating scaly-“

“-dragon woman?” Jake finished for you, slipping his hands away from yours to the curve of your hips and with a sudden jerk, turned you to face him.

“Ransom’s right you know.” You closed your eyes, breathing in your omega, and best friend’s, scent.

You couldn’t get enough of it nor could you overcome the feeling of completion since the two of you, bound and desperately in love with each other, had started to find yourself nestled securely in a pack with alphas.

“She doesn’t hate you.” Jake rubbed his hands up and down your back, a purr radiating from within his chest and throat. “Maybe she does hate you, but that’s only because you get dick from four gorgeous men and she’s jealous.”

“That’s a lot of dick-“ you felt yourself shifting away from Jake before you even realized what he was attempting to do, and even then it was too late to prevent him from digging his fingers into your side to tickle you.

“-good thing you have someone to share it with.” He growled playfully as you two fell back onto the carpet, a pile of limbs tangled again as he used his weight to pin you down, your squeals and shrieks from laughing radiating and echoing off the walls.

You two were so entangled and occupied with each other, so wrapped in each other, neither one of you was aware of the front door to your apartment opening or the scent of an alpha that had started to infiltrate your space. Neither of you had even noticed anyone else was here until you happened to catch a glimpse of long legs in the reflection of the mirror, and a moment of innate fear struck you.

“Didn’t mean to scare you.” Steve’s voice had come across thick and husky, seductive in its composure, both you and Jake feeling the same lightning strike of momentary desire. “Jake gave me a key, and you had a package-“

“What time is it? Shit!” You pushed Jake off of you and scrambled beneath his body, stumbling for your phone and pulling on boots, yanking both over the bottom cuffs of your jeans. “I’m gonna be so late-“

“Eh, just give the boss some head-“ Jake started to speak, immediately getting cut off with a pillow to the face and a stern purse of Steve’s lips.

“Not funny.” You threw your bag strap over your shoulder, stepping back toward the two boys.

First stooping low to kiss Jake tenderly and quickly, and then you stepped in front of Steve. You pressed your hands against his chest and stood on your tippy toes kissing the corner of his lips in a greeting and goodbye before you finally darted out of the apartment.

The return to work wasn’t as eased as you had first anticipated and despite Jake’s best motivation for you to enjoy your day and not let the other woman rag on you, you had been welcomed by the unsightly and uppity scowl of Ari’s first assistant and the degrading snipe at your heat cycle.

The woman who had been derogatory about your cycle and the extension of your week off because of your heat hadn’t been subtle about the workload resting on her shoulders in your absence.

Something along the lines of how nice it was to “have time off to take dick” had been mumbled under her breath in passing when she bristled past you to enter Ari’s office. The comment weighed on you, it bristled under your skin and afflicted you with anger that burned red hot. You immediately sat on your desk chair and yanked your phone from the drawer to your right.

Your immediate reaction was to text Ransom, the constant back and forth you’d had over this woman and her passive-aggressive comments were making you reach the end of your patience.

Ransom was almost more invested in this woman and her incessant need to be as irritating as possible, screwing with you in every grinding way imaginable. Your fingers tapped rhythmically against the keyboard in your messages, your brain and fingers working in tandem as you ranted and finally sent the message.

You give the man dick, you’d think he’d fire her — Sugar daddy

You snort at the message, chortling as his first assistant had come out of his office with a sneer and thinly veiled contempt for you. She walked around the front of her desk and sat on the same kind of leather office chair you had and after she settled herself she glanced your way and snapped her fingers, waving them in the direction of Ari’s office.

“He wants to speak with you.” She huffed, gritting her teeth and glaring at you, her eyes following you as you stood and walked around the front of your desk.

“Snap at me again,” you completed the action while you spoke, your temper flaring, “and I’ll cut your fingers off with the letter opener.”

She huffed again yet looked away, mumbling under her breath about you or your position but ultimately dropping any argument she could have made. You walked past her, looking at her over your shoulder before you knocked on the door and stepped into his office.

“I hate your first assistant.” Ari raised his head and an eyebrow in your direction as you flicked the lock before you sat in front of his desk, crossing one leg over the other. “I threatened to cut off her fingers with the letter opener. She kept snapping at me.”

“She snapped once-“

“I hate her, Ari. I hate her and she hates me. I hate her, and-“ You drew your mouth closed and looked away from him, your teeth grinding as you stewed in silence.

“I’ve debated moving your desk into my office but I’d spend more time with my head between your thighs than I would work.” His comment was spoken with such unwavering honesty, you had almost missed the direct heat and wanting desire that lingered within the consonants and vowels.

It wasn’t just the words he spoke that communicated heat and desire, it was the dark ring around his normally bright blue eyes that was informative of his true intentions. He had kept his gaze on you, neither one of you breaking until the phone rang at his desk, and only then had he broken eye contact to answer the person on the other line.

And still, he bid you wait for him by raising one finger, pointing to you and his lap, his lips stretching into a wicked grin.

He couldn’t keep his eyes off of him, even when he was supposed to be watching the game playing on the field below, his eyes were captivated and held by his date.

He was nervous, almost uncannily so, to be here and out in the open with another man when his past wouldn’t have ever allowed him this liberty. Being here with Jake out in the open, being able to go on a courting date with the younger and bratty omega was like taking a deep breath to clear his lungs.

It was so easy being with his female omega, it was so easy to take a walk with you or go out to the movies, have dinner or spend a week away in New York while you were afflicted by your heat cycle. Steve had it easier when he was with you versus Jake because he hadn’t been given the opportunity before now to embrace and hold to his bisexuality.

In the past he was born and raised in, Steve would have never been able to court another male omega. He would never be allowed to join the army or have been turned into the hero he is if he was open about his bisexuality. Call it a stigma of his affliction, which is what he thought it was, but he was still struggling to accept himself.

This was the first step, this was the first real leap and bound he was making in his self-acceptance. Steve was crazy about you and Jake, he was undeniably drawn to the two of you. He had his time with you, he had marked you as his and staked out the very claim he was going to have with Jake.

This first courting date was meant to be easy and relaxing, it was meant to be the first step in taking Jake as his own. And for the most part, it had felt as easy as it was supposed to be, and then the light hit Jake’s face and Steve felt his focus shifting from the game he had taken his omega to, and placed it upon the delicate and beautiful features of his male omega.

Steve was caught staring more than once, he was caught enraptured by the crease of Jake’s lips as he pursed his flesh when a play was made that was particularly troubling.

Steve’s attention was held on Jake when the omega he came with reached out to touch Steve, and the simple action sent a tidal wave of vibrant desire to hit him square in the chest. He was hit with the velvety notion of flesh against flesh and the desire to brush his lips against Jake’s, just to see if he would whimper and whine.

Steve was staring.

Unapologetically so.

He couldn’t keep his eyes off of his omega nor could he prevent the sting of possessiveness that flourished in his soul when another alpha walked by and took a second glance at Jake. The innate reaction to slipping his hand upon Jake’s thigh and the squeeze were almost debilitating, his hindbrain was beating like a drum with the need to show the world that Jake was with him.

“You’re good?” Jake questioned Steve, breaking the ultimate hold of Steve’s gaze with the squirted whisper. “You’re projecting.”

“I don’t like other alphas looking at what’s mine.” The growl that escaped his lips was more intense than he intended, and it was met with Jake’s soft laugh and a little chirp.

“You’re intense, no one would fuck around and find out.” Jake leaned in and his scent hit Steve with an unreserved intensity that caused the alpha to close his eyes and breath deeply, a vivacious sound that was cross between a purr and a sigh to form in his throat.

His breath had become tightly wound in his throat and the purr was replaced with a groan, the burly sound aiding the intense mix of his scent as alpha and Jake’s scent as an omega.

Steve had opened his eyes and dropped his gaze to the hand Jake placed on his thigh, Jake’s fingers slowly kneading his leg. The heat that radiated from Jake’s hand through his jeans to his leg carried a great weight that sent his blood pumping to the head of his cock.

“Brat,” Steve hissed, steadily growing impatient the further Jake’s hand slid up his leg, “not here. If I lose control-“

“Oops.” Jake grinned shamelessly and moved his down Steve’s leg to rest on his kneecap, fingers drumming rhythmically. He had shrugged nonchalantly, acting as if nothing had happened and as if his hand on Steve’s knee had done nothing to turn the alpha on.

Steve had lawn out a puff of air and let his head fall back, his blue-green eyes fixated upon the skyline and the almost seamless blue ceiling that was only briefly obstructed by a few feathery clouds.

He fixated his eyes upon the blue sea in the sky until he had calmed down enough not to have his erection caught by people around them. As he lowered his head and watched the game unfolding, Steve reached out and rest his hand upon Jake’s thigh, almost second-guessing the action until Jake placed his hand on top of Steve’s.

“I like it, leave it.” Jake flashed Steve a smile, reassuring and unbothered by the physical affection that Steve was still becoming accustomed to.

Steve was stuck in a cycle of bliss and insecurity, placated between the enigmatic clutch of Jake Jensen, 1 of 2 bratty omegas, and his vicious self-doubt. He was stuck in this back and forth until the game had ended, even beyond then.

When Jake had started to drag him to the nearest outdoor park with walking trails, Steve had finally been bolstered out of this rut when lips met lips. He was struck and shocked silent, as Jake poured everything he could into the blinding earth-shattering kiss that stole Steve’s breath.

His hands had remained at his side, his eye growing wide with wonder. Steve had seen a lot in his life, he had been through more than he could’ve ever truly given life through words, and now feeling Jake’s lips on his, he was transported back to the 1940s before the ripe age of 27 being kissed properly by an agent. It took Jake trying to pull away from Steve to get him to act.

His hands cupped Jake’s cheeks and Steve’s tongue brushed Jake’s bottom lip. The kiss had intensified as puzzle pieces snapped into place, Steve unabashedly giving as much into the kiss as Jake had.

Everything was falling into place; self-acceptance wasn’t fleeting anymore.

“We’re supposed to be taking a walk-” Jake had tried to pull away, he had turned his head to draw himself away from Steve.

“I’m not done with you yet.” Steve hooked his hand around the back of Jake’s neck, pulling him back to steal another kiss.

Their lips collided against each other, lips and teeth clashing in a passionate exchange of affection.

Nothing mattered more than tongues tangling and Jake’s arms slinging around Steve’s neck, the endearing exchange welcomed by both parties. Steve had dug his nails into the back of Jake’s neck, finally getting an answer to a question not asked when his omega whimpered and whined.

“Are you done with me now?” Jake pulled away, breathing heavily against Steve. “I mean I’m not-“

“No,” Steve laughed softly, stealing one kiss after another, “I’ll never be done with you.”

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[foreversecrets]

Gerrymandering

Chapter 1 Hope

Ransom Drysdale x OC (Alice)

Summary: Ransom watched the mates of the pack not with envy but with almost a sense of relief that he dind't have to worry about doing right by his own mate because he met her years ago and purposely pushed her out of his life. But she's his true mate, could they reallly keep apart?

With Steve and Lloyd having successfully found their mates, the brothers had all started taking bets on who would be next, bets were on him. But Ransom knew it wouldn’t be him, because he met his mate long ago and he’d pushed Alice away; she was never coming back and part of him was glad for it. He’d saved her a life of pain and sorrow with him and his shitty family but part of him wonders if she’d be accepted by his new family now. The Thrombey’s would have never welcomed her into the pack but after seeing how Emma and Rebecca had been integrated and cared for he thinks she would have been happy. He hopes that she found an alpha similar to his brothers, someone to take care of her in the ways she deserves.

They’d met freshman year in college, even through the drugs, stress, and alcohol they’d known they were true mates. He’d tried to be a good alpha but even before things got started he knew he couldn’t be good enough for her, probably why he’d never given her his mark. From the get go they poorly matched him, the rich, playboy, asshole coasting through life while she was the fat, struggling, poor girl. Even before they tried dating he warned her fidelity wasn’t his strong suit, but credit where credit is due he remained faithful throughout the entirety of their relationship. One place that had seen eye to eye was never wanting pups, neither of them ever having learned how to be nurturing or loving because their parents had fucked them up enough, they didn’t need to do that to offspring. She had big dreams of being a career woman while he didn’t even know what he wanted to do with his life. 

“Ransom, are you alright?” the tired voice of Emma breaks him from his nostalgia. He looks up at Emma to see the exhaustion on her face. She’s been struggling with the terrible twos and work, Steve’s been doing his best to help around the house when he’s home but he still gets pulled away frequently for missions with the Avengers.

“I’m fine,” he growls out, not really angry at her but angry with himself and all the shit he’s put people through in his life. The pout on Emma’s face makes him sigh in exasperation, “I’m sorry Em, I was just in my own head.”

“Anything I can do to help?” true omega fashion, trying to fix things. 

“Not this time,” he kissed her on the cheek and headed into Sarah’s room to check on the toddler. She’s sleeping soundly finally, she’s been sick-a minor cold but between Sarah being sick and James teething Emma hasn’t had time to herself. Steve is resting now to relieve her soon but with the chaos of their household he, Andy, and Ari have been stopping by to try and give the couple a break. Lloyd and Rebecca are still gone off doing God knows what for their honeymoon, probably taking down drug cartels. 

“Ran, didn’t know you were still here,” Steve yawns exiting the master bedroom and tugging on a t-shirt. “Where’s Em?”

“Kitchen, she’s looking ragged.”

“I’ll get her to bed and take over kid duty, thank you again for stopping by and helping out.” Steve gives him an earnest look before heading towards the kitchen. A sense of longing enters him as he hears the whispered adoration between husband and wife followed by a reminder that he could have had all of this too if he had hung on and waited for Steve to come along to bring him and his omega into his pack.

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Alice smiles down at her daughter, brow furrowed as she struggles with her homework. She’s been having a difficult time with math which luckily for Alice she’s a pro at. Kind of a requirement when you're an accountant, even the kind that works from home. A knock at the front door stops Alice’s staring, investigating she finds the one person she wishes would forget about her and Madison. She opens the door, a fake smile plastered on her face.

“Linda, I wasn’t expecting you, please come in.” Alice gestures to the apartment. She knows she doesn’t have to invite Linda Drysdale into the apartment, it's technically hers but she keeps up formalities to keep her happy. 

“Grandma!” Maddy cries in happiness, rushing to the door at having heard Alice speak Linda’s name.

For all her faults, Alice has to admit that Linda has wormed her way into Molly’s heart and developed a true affection for the girl she once thought was going to ruin the perfect image for her family. She’s a good grandmother but a shitty person. Alice plays the cordial but she can’t help the resentment she harbors for the woman who completely controls her life. The rules she follows have been set by Linda in exchange for his financial assistance in raising Maddy. Because of Linda Drysdale she’s never gotten the chance to repair things with her truth, not even been allowed to date because ‘I won’t provide for another bastard pup,’ was thrown in her face. She’s only allowed to work when Maddy is at school but even their Alice has to be there on time everyday for pick up and drop off because ‘Maddy needs constant care, and I give you more than enough to provide for the two of you.’ Linda Drysdale is the worst thing to have ever happened to her but she does have her moments of humanity, mostly centered around Maddy. She’s always available to take Maddy during her heats, while she suffers at home alone barely getting by and she’s never missed anything involving her granddaughter, from school events to holidays she’s always present. But it's just her, no one else knows about Maddy and she’s made damn sure of it.

“Hi pumpkin, grandma missed you.” Linda talks in a baby voice as if Maddy is still a toddler but Maddy just giggles and wraps her arms around Linda affectionately.

“I missed you too!” Linda pats her on the head. “Why don’t you take your homework in your room while your mother and I have a chat?”

Maddy pouts at Linda before sighing and looking to her mother, “If you get stuck on anything, make a note and we can go over it together later.” 

Maddy treks off leaving Alice alone with Linda in the kitchen, Alice trying to avoid whatever bad news Linda has by stirring the spaghetti sauce. But Linda doesn’t even seem phased as she makes herself comfortable at the dining room table, a ‘gift’ Linda had given them when Alice allowed her to take Maddy on a weekend trip a couple years ago.

“Is everything alright?” she breaks the silence for them, knowing Linda is waiting for her to ask. The control freak of Linda wanting the attention and respect Alice so badly wants to refuse. 

“Fine, I just need your help.”

“Of course, anything I can do to help you, you’ve done so much for us.” there’s too much sweetness in her voice, even she can tell it's painfully obvious she’s forcing it.

“Cheer up, you’re getting what you always wanted, a chance to reconcile with my son and introduce him to his daughter.”

Alice drops the wooden spoon, her gaze falling on Linda as she waits for an explanation. She’s begged and pleaded for years for Linda to at least allow Ransom the knowledge he is a father, even if she wouldn’t let Alice see him. The night she ‘broke’ his heart by storming out of a Thrombey family dinner and running away from Ransom the constant excuse for why Linda didn’t want Alice in Ransom’s life. Truly that night had been the night Ransom broke her heart and it wasn’t until her roommate in college helped her see another perspective that she realized Ransom pushed her away out of some selfless act to protect her from his shitty family. When she’d tried to reach him she was met with the immovable wall that is Linda, and when she found out she was pregnant Linda had tried to force her into terminating the pregnancy. It was in those months, the reasons Emma had given her made the most sense of Ransom’s actions.

“What?”

“Ransom has cut all ties with his family, you are going to make him see reason and if he does I will allow Madison to be part of his life.”

“You’ll allow it? And what if Ransom wants nothing to do with us? More than likely he will resent me for keeping this from him all these years when I never really had a choice in the matter, did i?” she snaps.

“Watch your tone with me you little bitch. I can-”

“Yeah, yeah, take everything away from me but you know what I’m starting to think. A life of struggling is much preferred to having my life controlled by a narcissist like you.”

Before Alice can react Linda is up from her chair a stinging on her cheek indicating she’d been struck. “Now I’m going to allow that outburst because I understand this is a delicate situation. But you are going to bring Madison to this address at this time for a party.”

Alice looks down at the piece of paper, her confusion evident on her face. “This is Emma’s address.”

“My son joined her husband’s pack years ago,” Linda looks confused now. “How do you know Emma Rogers?”

“She’s my best friend.”

“So you haven’t been keeping away from my son.” she accuses.

“I haven’t seen him since that night, I didn’t know he was in her pack, she never talks about him. She didn’t even know we were ever together.”

“Well then you showing up for the party shouldn’t be too much of a surprise, should it?”

“Please Linda, let me go without Maddy. It will do more harm than good for both of them. The shock of learning he has a daughter will probably force him to withdraw from me too and introducing Maddy to her father only to have him ripped from his life again will destroy her.” The begging is back again, Linda had taken her pride long ago but having to beg this woman still hurts her more than anything. Which is probably why Linda actually listens to her argument and concedes. 

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When she arrived Emma was pleasantly surprised, they’d texted about the party for Sarah’s birthday but as Linda wasn’t fond of some of Steve’s friends-specifically Bucky, Emma hadn’t bothered to invite her knowing it would be a no. Emma didn’t know names or who was involved but they’d been close friends since their freshman year in college when they shared a dorm room, so she’d endured all the venting Alice had done throughout the years and grew to hate Linda just as much as Alice. But Emma understood the need to provide for one child, there isn’t anything she wouldn’t do for Sarah or James and one of those kids wasn’t even talking yet. Alice placed Sarah’s gift on the proper table and blended into the background, content to observe Ransom as he interacted with the children present. When Linda explained Ransom had been part of Steve Rogers pack for the past five years but only over that last six months did he completely block everyone from his family apart from Harlan. A big no-no in Linda’s book which is why she was almost desperate to get back into her son's life. 

He’d been thinking of Alice a lot recently, so he assumed his mindle was manifesting that cedra and honeysuckle scent that was entirely her. He didn’t look for her in the crowd because he knew she wouldn’t be there but what would he say if she were here? I’m less of an ass now, let's try again? Or maybe explain he had a family that would respect and genuinely care for her, welcoming her into the fold simply because they were kind people. He’d just taken James from Steve so he could help Emma serve cake when he saw what he thought was a hallucination but he was entirely sober. No drugs or alcohol since Steve and Andy had helped him get clean years ago before bringing him into the pack. That couldn’t be Alice staring at him from the other room, barely enough line of sight from the dinning room to the living for him to make out those brown doe eyes he’d been so fond of. 

“Ransom,” she said softly, he shouldn’t have been able to hear her from the other room but that’s all he could hear. 

“Andy, take James.” Ransom ordered, passing the infant off to Andy before rushing into the living room and grasping the shoulders of his imagination. “You're real.” he breathed.

“Yeah,” she chuckled. “Hi Ran.”

“How are you here?”

“That’s a complicated story but I’m just on my way out.” Alice tried to pull away but he refused to let her go a second time. Instead he wrapped his arms around her and buried his face in her chestnut hair to hide the few tears that slipped. “Ransom I can’t do this, you’re so happy I can’t participate in hurting you even if it costs me.”

He pulled back enough to meet her gaze, “You could never hurt me, please let's get out here, sit down and talk. So much has changed-”

“Ransom, you’re mother sent me here to coax you into opening a dialogue with her again but you’re so happy here I can’t help bring toxicity back in your life.”

“My mother? You are in contact with my mother.” he took a step back connecting dots. “How much is she paying you?” he growled out. “Never seemed like a gold digger before but things really must have changed.”

“Don’t you dare!” She raised her voice enough to earn the attention of the married Rogers pair. “I have endured so much shit because of your mother, you don’t get to paint me as the shallow villain.”

“So you are taking money from her,” he pushed her away from him. 

“Ransom! That’s enough!” Emma snapped coming to check on Alice before narrowing her eyes at Ransom, understanding registering as all the stories Alice had ever told her clicked into place. “She has done what she had to in order to support-”

“What happened to that fancy degree you were so insistent on? Decided you didn’t want to work so you could just siphon money from my mother.”

“I did it for your fucking daughter you asshole!” Alice screamed, everyone's attention on them now making her trying to calm her tone and tears. “I have endured so much humiliation, abided by her absurd and invasion rules, all to properly provide for your daughter I was forbidden from telling anyone about. So don’t you dare diminish my character Hugh.”

It was like they had never been apart as Ransom felt every ounce of her pain even as she rushed away. Ransom couldn’t focus on anything but the fact that he had a kid he’d never known about. Steve’s pleas for him to go after Alice went unacknowledged, with Emma’s urging Steve went after Alice while Emma sat Ransom down and tried to explain things. Emma Mentals kicks herself for never having pieced this together before, a wealthy family in this area that had connections in New York where she’d been relocated by the mother of her true mate she’d never see again. 

“Ransom,” Emma’s soft voice drew his attention to her features but he wasn’t sure he was actually hearing her. “Alice has endured years of having no control of her life because of your mother. She’d told me something happened and when she went to make amends with you, your mother threatened her with legal actions to keep her at bay. When she found out she was pregnant your mother tried to bribe her into getting rid of it.”

“What?” tears are falling freely down his face now as he processes the information.

“I remember asking her why she decided to keep the kid, she was adamant that if she couldn’t have you, she could at least have a part of you. So, she kept Madison in doing so Linda took full control of her life. In exchange for house, medical insurance, and really no financial stress at all Alice had to follow every request, endure verbal harassment-though I saw that bruise on her cheek bone and I think there may be physical abuse as well.”

“Request, what request?”

“Alice wasn’t allowed to tell anyone who the father was, she’s not allowed to date, she has to abide by a strict social schedule, she’s only allowed to work four hours a day, she can only go out without Madison once a month and even that is usually taken away. The only time Linda truly lets her have alone time is when she’s in heat and she even has strict rules for her to follow on that.”

“She can’t fuck with an omega’s heat.” Ransom growls, his mothers an alpha but surely even she knows how sensitive those times are.

“Alice hasn’t been allowed to have a sexual partner since she agreed to keep the pup, and Linda won’t let her get any toy or aides because she didn’t want Madison accidentally stumbling upon the items.”

“That’s cruel.”

“So, maybe now that we all know, we can help her out of that situation.” Emma reassures.

“You can’t,” Alice whispers, her eyes are red and puffy. She looks exhausted as she leans against Steve, whose eyes are focused on his wife now looking for clues to know what to do. “Linda said if I ever tried to end our arrangement she’d take Maddy away from me.” The tears are back, her voice is thick but she maintains her composure. “I can’t afford the legal teams she can to keep her and Maddy is all I have.”

Steve sends Ransom a look, nodding his head towards Alice trying to convey what he should do and say but Ransom hesitates. He’s not sure he deserves another chance with her, not sure he deserves to meet the kid she’s raised. Maddison is no doubt better off without him around fucking up her life but there’s that look in Alice’s eyes, that look that she’s reserved for since they met. It's a look that says she completely trusts him and relies on him for a feeling of security, that she sees his flaws and would still choose him every time. 

“Andy!” Ransom shouts drawing the other man into the room, still holding James with a mock confusion look on his face as if everyone hasn’t been listening in. “What can we do?”

“I would need to see the documents of Alice’s agreement with Linda but as a grandparent, unless she can produce clear evidence of Alice’s shortcomings as a mother, the probability of her getting full custody is slim.”

“I’ve never had legal trouble or a substance abuse problem and my whole life revolves around my daughter but anytime I make a decision Maddy doesn’t like she calls Linda with those fake tears… Linda records those calls.”

“So what you're saying is my mother doesn’t even let you raise our kid?” Ransom’s rage is for his mother but he can’t help feeling a little resentment at her for not telling him. He couldn’t have provided for them just as easily as Linda has without the restrictions. He reminds himself the last thing he said to her that night was cruel, ‘I could never love a fat, poor, bitch. It's been fun but it runs its course.’ Why would she reach out to him after he’d insulted her with her insecurities and her deepest fears? 

“I can’t lose her Ransom, I already lost you and practically all my friends-my family.”

“She doesn’t let you see your family?” Steve’s grunts, his anger rising too. Alice shakes her head no.

Ransom approached wrapping his arms around her, “You don’t have to do this alone anymore, maybe it was fate that brought you here today because you are all I’ve been thinking about lately. How I would make amends for past transgressions and finally give you my mark and now you're here and I have that chance and a kid I need to get to know. Say the word and I’ll help you get through this with or without us rekindling our bond.” She buries her face into his chest breathing deeply of his scent and nodding against his chest. “Andy, can my girl get that family discount?”

“I don’t typically do family law.” The pleading in Ransom, Emma, and Steve’s eyes are unnecessary because Andy is already thinking of contacts he can reach out to assist. “I have a few friends who owe me favors, I’ll call them up and get their assistance on this, in the meantime I suggest you pack up anything Linda hasn’t purchased and relocate you and your daughter.”

“I don’t have the funds to move, and New York is expensive.” Alice sighs looking over to Andy but not removing herself from Ransom’s arms.

“I have a nice place, I can convert one of the guestrooms into a room for Madison and …” he doesn’t want to assume she’ll welcome the idea of a shared bed but he doesn’t want to have this conversation in front of his chosen family. “There is more than enough room for you and Madison at my place.”

“Ran-” she starts but when she meets his gaze, it's almost like she’s back to her freshman year in college meeting her mate for the first time. She leans up and forces a kiss to his lips, Ransom only takes a second to reciprocate. It's clear from the way they move against one another she’s out of practice but he still remembers what to do to make her melt in his arms. A throat clears and they break apart, “thank you.”

“There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you.” he promises. 

With the mood now settling, Ari and Lloyd let the three year old Sarah enter the room following behind her. “So we're going to talk about how I won the bet?” Lloyd asks.

“Technically you didn’t win Lloyd,” Ransom moves himself and Alice to the couch for her to sit on his lap. “Alice and I met in college so I met my mate long before anyone else here.”

“A technicality since she doesn’t bare your mark.” Ari points out.

“I’ll rectify that tonight if she’ll let me,” he looks at her, surprised when she nods, not even hesitating to consider.

“Uh, Ransom, I hate to burst that bubble but there are rules you’re forgetting.” Rebecca looks uncomfortable as she reminds everyone. 

“She’s the mother of my kid.” Ransom counters.

“Laurie is the mother of mine,” Andy reminds solemnly.

“Are you really going to deny me my true mate?” Ransom asks.

“I’ve known Alice for some time now, she has my blessing.” Steve offers a reassuring smile to the confused omega sitting in his brother's lap. 

“That’s great for you but this is the first time the rest of us are meeting her.” Ari reminds me.

“It only took you twenty minutes to approve of Emam.” Ransom accuses.

“And it took three months before anyone would budge on Becca.” Lloyd reminds him. “We need time to get to know her and make up our minds.”

“No, you decide here and now because if you reject her you reject me.” Ransom stands, placing Alice back in his seat. “I came into this pack-”

“Ran no!” Alice pops up understanding what he is about to do. “Ransom they are your family, they make you happy. I’m not going to be the source of tension between you and them, I can” hear lip trembles. “I’ve been dealing with Linda for 8 years, I can handle another 10.”

“I’m not letting you go back there.” 

Ransom barks at the same time Ari shouts.

“She has my blessing,” curious looks from the others. “She clearly puts his happiness above her own, she wasn’t even going to do what Linda sent her here to do. When Ransom spotted her she tried to run out to the front door so he wouldn’t get to her.”

“No one has to be unhappy in this situation.” Lloyd sighs. “I give my blessing.”

All eyes turn to Andy, “I’m sorry Ran, I’ll help with the custody battle with your mom, I’ll help with the move, I’ll support the relationship but I’m not ready to give my blessing right now. It was because of a kid Laurie and I got married and mated in the first place so I can’t, not yet.”

Before Ransom can rebuff him Alice speaks up, “we understand, thank you. We don’t have to be mated yet but you truly won’t mind me being with Ransom?”

“Hey he’s your problem now.” Andy tries to joke before retreating, remorse washing over him as memories burn in his eyes. 

“Alice, come home with me tonight, we can figure things out and come up with a game plan for how to handle my mother."

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No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

For me it doesn't do much, meaning that I don't get turned on by it. However, if my partner was into it and was able to do me so good I cry - sure thing babe!

For the characters? Lloyd, of course. Any version of him, really. Any universe, Lloyd's into that. Whether you're crying from overstimulation, or out of pain, he loves it and goes even harder. Ransom, too. And Ari from Room with a View. Alpha Ari isn't interested in actually hurting you, but if you cry being overwhelmed from all the stimulation? He's gonna get aroused 1000%

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Oh. Ooohh. But if sailors love a ship to the point their love and dying to save her gives it a soul, would necromancy raise it.

Oh. Oooohhh.

#Finn's first great act of necromancy isnt raising the dead its raising a shipwreck. because the sailors are still on the island. #and they loved their ship so much their presence and the tragedy of their deaths is enough charged energy for the magic to work. #and thus that is how ghost ships are made through love tragedy and necromancy #yes i was listening to parson's farewell while this thought came to me #more the scene than the thought - the villain witches trying to threaten the harbor and the pack's marina somehow #a few younger members of the pack caught on their boats for a night of fun unable to dock because of it being used as ransom #one of the alphas out there trying to reason but knowing its not working and finn on the shore panicking because they know #the witches won't play fair and will hurt them so they call up the sailors ghosts who they're on tenuous terms with #since they've nearly drowned a few times trying to help said ghosts but they make a deal that if finn finds and raises their ship #they will use the ship to wreak immediate havok on whats happening in the harbor so the pack members can get to safety #and because Finn's magic uses the influence pf the dead ie necromancy #the love and yearning of the sailors is enough to find the wreck quickly along the jetty and via combined effort they raise it #cause yknow the drama of a whaling ship being raised from the depths is a fun image followed by it suddenly being functional #and plowing straight into the yacht owned by the villains and causing general havoc before quietly wandering off #and then just being the resident ghost ship that cant quite leave the island's waters but also doesn't really want to #anyway this has been wolves of murtagh island snippet with james who is in a manic episode and fighting the crash #and now has to go see their parents