Our Omegas
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  • Reads 121,748
  • Votes 2,420
  • Parts 49
  • Time 4h 25m
Ongoing, First published May 08, 2022
Mature
Tommy hated being an Omega so he hid it. He took heavy meds that stopped his heat and his smell. If he didn't take his meds once he would have a three week long heat period. Even in exile he still took his meds. Everyone believed he was a beta. He didn't have a scent and he didn't have heats or runts. What would happen if Tommy was locked in the cell with Dream for a week.

Technoblade. A man who hates governments, orphans, and omegas. Techno has always seen omegas as weak creatures who couldn't survive. That is until Technoblade met a certain enderman hybrid boy. Ranboo changed how Techno saw Omegas and now want's Ranboo as his omega. Only problem is he already has a mate. Tubbo.
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22 parts Complete

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