Our Omegas
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  • Time 4h 25m
  • Reads 121,136
  • Votes 2,419
  • 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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"π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’ πΏπ‘œπ‘œπ‘˜ 𝐴𝑀𝑓𝑒𝑙...πΆπ‘œπ‘šπ‘’ π‘Šπ‘–π‘‘β„Ž π‘ˆπ‘ , π‘€π‘Žπ‘‘π‘’." | 𝑆𝐡𝐼 π΄π‘ˆ by bigbahongaloos
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Tommy had just recently moved homes. The one he left was one full of memories. Not good ones, but not necessarily bad ones, either. He didn't have much to live for at his old home, so he moved in hope of starting over and meeting new people. He had no more family, and his school friends had long moved on from him. In fact, the only number in his contacts was his mum's who was long passed away. Tommy was young (sixteen, to be exact) and he often forgot things. Usually just as simple as forgetting to do the laundry, or forgetting to reply to a notification on his phone that he received three seconds prior. Simple things that didn't matter. This time, though, he forgot to charge his phone before leaving his new, barely furnished apartment. He didn't think much of it. If it died, it died. No biggie, right? He figured he'd be alright for an hour or so without his phone. That is, until he got lost in the large, unfamiliar town that he definitely didn't even slightly know the layout of. He didn't know where he was or how to get back to his apartment, especially without a GPS. And then, when it definitely couldn't get worse, it began to rain. Tommy was soaked. He was cold, hungry. He cut into an alley and sat down against a brick wall, curled up on himself. He sat there for a while, and then heard footsteps. It was three men. The older one crouched down in front of him. "You look awful...Come with us, mate." But Tommy didn't want to. These people felt...off. ~~~ TW// Cussing Kidnapping Injuries Manipulation Stockholm syndrome Drugging someone etc... ~~~ Started: May 10, 2023 Finished: August 5, 2023 (This took way too long 😭)
Pandora's Vault / Box / Jar (A Dream SMP and Reader Fan-Fiction) by AnExistingExistence
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(A/N: This is a story with reader input in the form of the character (Y/N), who will be given the pronouns they/them so nobody feels left out, the dream SMP is real (not just a Minecraft server) and this story involves: Greek mythology, violence, romance, breaking of the fourth wall. If you're not comfortable with any of this, I recommend you do not read this. You can still do so, but then please don't be mad at me, since you just now have been warned.) -------------------- Months? Years? They truly couldn't tell anymore. The four walls of their cell looked all the same, and sometimes those walls would be the ceiling or the floor, and not even that could surprise (Y/N) anymore. This prison was quite lonely as well, and that wasn't even the worst part about it. The worst part was the cold reality of everything (Y/N) had done to get here. The bottom of the barrel - the worst scum one could become, that's what they were, and they knew it. But they would endure it until they died. They would sit here until their unavoidable demise, and they would do it for him. Just to see their best friend's face again. Maybe not in this life, but hopefully in another. And maybe then, they would finally be able to tell Wilbur how they felt. -------------------- Started on: May 20th, 2021 Finished writing on: September 8th, 2021 Finished editing and (poorly done) proof reading: September 23rd, 2021 Word count: 33.757
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"π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’ πΏπ‘œπ‘œπ‘˜ 𝐴𝑀𝑓𝑒𝑙...πΆπ‘œπ‘šπ‘’ π‘Šπ‘–π‘‘β„Ž π‘ˆπ‘ , π‘€π‘Žπ‘‘π‘’." | 𝑆𝐡𝐼 π΄π‘ˆ cover
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wilburs sister (tommyinnit Γ— oc) cover
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Not the Home I Know cover
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Unfortunate Reality || Ranboo βœ”οΈ cover
Pandora's Vault / Box / Jar (A Dream SMP and Reader Fan-Fiction) cover
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"π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’ πΏπ‘œπ‘œπ‘˜ 𝐴𝑀𝑓𝑒𝑙...πΆπ‘œπ‘šπ‘’ π‘Šπ‘–π‘‘β„Ž π‘ˆπ‘ , π‘€π‘Žπ‘‘π‘’." | 𝑆𝐡𝐼 π΄π‘ˆ

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Tommy had just recently moved homes. The one he left was one full of memories. Not good ones, but not necessarily bad ones, either. He didn't have much to live for at his old home, so he moved in hope of starting over and meeting new people. He had no more family, and his school friends had long moved on from him. In fact, the only number in his contacts was his mum's who was long passed away. Tommy was young (sixteen, to be exact) and he often forgot things. Usually just as simple as forgetting to do the laundry, or forgetting to reply to a notification on his phone that he received three seconds prior. Simple things that didn't matter. This time, though, he forgot to charge his phone before leaving his new, barely furnished apartment. He didn't think much of it. If it died, it died. No biggie, right? He figured he'd be alright for an hour or so without his phone. That is, until he got lost in the large, unfamiliar town that he definitely didn't even slightly know the layout of. He didn't know where he was or how to get back to his apartment, especially without a GPS. And then, when it definitely couldn't get worse, it began to rain. Tommy was soaked. He was cold, hungry. He cut into an alley and sat down against a brick wall, curled up on himself. He sat there for a while, and then heard footsteps. It was three men. The older one crouched down in front of him. "You look awful...Come with us, mate." But Tommy didn't want to. These people felt...off. ~~~ TW// Cussing Kidnapping Injuries Manipulation Stockholm syndrome Drugging someone etc... ~~~ Started: May 10, 2023 Finished: August 5, 2023 (This took way too long 😭)