Beanie_Pop25
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What to expect from this fanfiction:-
Omegaverse (A/B/O)
Religious themes (Being brought up in a religious household)
Talk of big emotions (depression, anxiety, resentment)
Gore and mention of bodily wounds
Smut
Alcohol consumption
Use of drugs (main character is an army medic and uses drugs as such to help in the field)
If you aren't okay with any of the things stated above, then this fanfiction is not for you. Any comments expressing upset or discomfort shall be deleted as you have been warned.
(All rights to the characters, other then my own OC's, belong to the company Activison. Please do not use my character, Placebo, for one-shots or spinoffs. Cover Art is by the lovely @minxkicatty2 on Tiktok.)
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Charlie 'Placebo' Green is an oddity. An Omega with a tongue and growl as sharp as her teeth, it was no such surprise that she has trouble finding somewhere to fit into society.
When an old friend, Kate Laswell, called and asked to check in an old favour owed; Charlie finds herself returning home to England to meet with a pack in dire need of a medic. The problem? The 141 Task Force had gone through five medics in the past two months. After the pack had pushed away every other option presented to them, Laswell seemed to think that the Omega with a bite to match her bark may just be what the 141 needs.