A/N: HEY GUYS! I literally forgot that I made this a month ago but never posted it haha! :D I’ve always been a sucker for a/b/o fics and I wanted to shake things up a bit. (: pls excuse any misspellings as I get too excited when I wrote this lol. ENJOY! -Delilah ❤❤
Delta: Reader is a rare being in the a/b/o cycle and finds herself along side the Avengers. She manages to hide her true nature successfully until she catches the eye of a certain blue eyed super soldier.
Warnings: minor character death. Soon to be smut!!
Your life consisted of abnormal circumstances.
Your parents were both very well respected alphas in your small town. They courted each other for a couple years before having your older brother, who of course, turned out to be an alpha as well. So naturally, when your mother became pregnant with you everyone assumed you would be as well. In fact, at the baby shower they refused to receive any traditional beta or omega feeding supplies.
But whenever your mother went into labor one January night instead of the usual summer morning like alphas were, it threw everyone off guard.They didn’t stress it, though. Maybe it was just nothing more than a false alarm. Nothing unusual, right? Wrong.
After fifteen long hours of labor, you were born, but were weren’t an alpha or a beta. Not even an omega.
Somehow, you were a delta.
There weren’t many left in the United States, looking on Google there had to be at least 2,000 in the entire country. And that was for a rather scary reason.
Deltas were the rare flower of the alpha/beta/omega cycle. They were a bit different than the others. The heats were on a whole other spectrum of complication. For starters, you would exactly experience a heat. It was your body’s natural way of finding a suitable partner. Meaning, until you came across an exceptional alpha, your body would put itself on hold. The downside was that when it would happen someday, if not taken care of correctly, you could die. It was extreme, yes, but you always figured that Mother Nature just had it out for you.
The next thing was mating and bonding. If you were to want to settle down, not only would your significant other have to be an alpha, they’d have to be very experienced. Mating was one thing, but it took a special someone to actually bond. You couldn’t just settle for a beta like some others did, which sucked.
But you highly doubted that would ever happen.
You lived a highly sheltered life growing up. Instead of going out and experiencing adolescence, you were kept inside for your own safety. That was, until your parents passed away in a car crash shortly after your eighteenth birthday. Fortunately, you and your brother inherited a fair share of money and you parted ways.
Which is how you ended up in New York City.
You had enough funds to find you a nice, small apartment in a well lit area and just enough for college. You even found a doctor that specializes with delta’s and got yourself some suppressants. You were officially passing yourself off as an omega, which gave you an excellent sense of security.
Life was going great.
Until one day it wasn’t.
You were leaving class one afternoon, carrying the many blueprints in your arms as you carefully placed each foot in front of the other. You hated the steps outside NYU, as they got super slippery during the rainy seasons. You carefully placed each step with precaution, until suddenly your foot slipped from the step, sending you flying onto your face in the middle of the crowded students. Per usual.
With a cry, you hastily gathered up the many tangled blueprints that scattered across the ground. You spent three sleepless nights on these! There was no way you’d let people walk all over them. But before you could reach the last one, you were stopped by a pair of black heels blocking your way. The mysterious woman bent down and picked up one of your papers and smoothed it out on her skirt. You watched as she held the blueprint up, blocking your view of her face. Great! Now you’d be a victim of plagiarism.
“Excuse me,” you say harshly, reaching upwards for the blueprint. “That’s mine!”
“I kind of guessed that, kid.” She replied with a small laugh. Wait, you could’ve swore you’ve heard that voice before. But for the life of god, you couldn’t pinpoint it.
“Did you come up with these on your own?” she asks, turning the page over.
“Well…yeah.” you scoff, standing to your feet. You reached forward to grab the paper again, only to be met with a very impressed redheaded woman, one you’ve pretty much seen your entire life. Your mouth practically hit the floor. The rest of the blueprints in your hand slipped from your grasp and pooled around your feet.
Pepper smiled down at you, cocking her head to the side. She eyed you up and down, sizing you up. You suddenly felt so self conscious under her gaze. Pepper was an unusually dominant beta, as you could tell by the way she carried herself. Somehow, it also gave off the motherly vibe.
“That’s my name. And you are?”
“Y/N,” you say. “Y/N Y/L/N.” You watched as she leaned in and inhaled deeply, her eyes dilating slightly. You felt yourself growing nervous. There’s no way she could’ve known you were a delta. Dr. Strange made sure you had the highest dosage on the market. Surely a random beta wouldn’t pick up on it.
“Well, Y/N,” she says, pulling out a tablet and tapping on it rapidly. You try to sneak a peek at it, only to have her hold it back further from you. You only felt yourself growing more nervous. Before you could open your mouth to ask what in the world was going on, Pepper beat you to it.
A few months ago I made a post asking if I should actually make a list of WA blogs to block so non-WAs don’t get harassed and targeted. Despite getting a positive response, I never actually did it, but in light of recent events, I’ve actually made that list. Feel free to add to it:
Blogs will not be taken off the list. Hopefully now people will find The Flash fandom a little bit easier to be in. If your name is listed above, I hope you take this as a wakeup call. There are already shitty people in the world; don’t be one of them.
A/N: I’ve posted this on imagine-loki few months ago, now I decided to post on my own blog as well. Also; please excuse the mistake I’ve made writing this. Enjoy! <3
how you felt, you jumped on the couch and turned the TV on, procrastinating on
your work that seemed pointless anyway.
is what you saw. You’ve never been to New York before but that’s definitely not
how New York looked. Your eyes were wet, you started tearing up after you
started hearing those people cries and pleas for the authorities to do
everything within their power to save their loved ones. You knew your
nightmares at night were going to get worse and colder.
Witcher 3 sketch dump! I posted these on instagram and twitter a month ago but they never made it here! I’ve been going through a weird art style shift since I started working on a new show, so some of these are awkward but they make me laugh so I kept them in.
Wow i can’t believe this :O Thank you guys so much for following me and for loving my blog! It means a lot to me ^_^ I made this blog like 1 month ago just because i wanted to fangirl the hell out of me without being judged, so making BTS dedicated blog was my only option ^_^ I started my blog with this post, that actually happened and i found it hilarious and wanted to share it with people who liked BTS and would find it funny too, i never thought that so many people would like and follow my blog. I’m really happy and thankful! ^_^
So since i reached 1K i decided to do my first follow forever! *-* I found so many amazing blogs, so many amazing people who really love and appreciate that bunch of “boyfriend material” boys that we call BTS ^_^
2 months ago, i finally made the jump & created a multi-muse, due to restricted free time & a dear need for better organization. it took me so long to take that decision, as, as you all know, multi-muse, though now more popular & accepted, often have a harder time fitting in – or so i thought ! but boi was i wrong. in all honesty, i have never had such a good time rping as i do right now. creating a multi has given me the opportunity to rp in fandoms i probably would’ve never thought of joining, & write characters that i’ve always been dying to write, but was always too scared to make. i am so grateful for the response this blog has gotten & the support you guys have given me. it has given me the chance to forge beautiful friendships, & write with so many beautifully talented people. i’m just so incredibly emotional, you guys have no idea how much your love & support means to me. it allowed me to truly enjoy rping again. so thank you thank you thank you. for bearing with my constant shitposting, for sending memes, for showing interest in my portrayals. you’re all so dear to me, i hope you know.
I am so happy to see that I have reached my first 100 followers!! When I made my blog back a couple of months ago, I actually wasn’t gonna keep it. It took me a little bit to learn how Tumblr works and how it felt to me. When I actually decided I wanted to keep it and post, I NEVER thought one single soul would follow me. Now, I have 100 beautiful followers and I am so happy for each and every single one of you. Tumblr means a lot to me. I made it mainly so I could feel apart of the SPN family. I at the time had no friends or family who knew the show, and I just felt so lonely with it since I love it so so much. I just wanted to be around people who shared the same love as I do for the show and cast. I come on here when I am bored, lonely, sad, you name it! It’s like a little family on here who I adore so much. Supernatural has truly changed my life in so many amazing ways :). To celebrate me reaching 100 followers, I wanted to share my Tumblr crushes and the Tumblrs who get most of my love!
She should feel dirty, nauseous, repulsed, but his breath is hot against her skin and she cannot ignore the crackle of his magic pushing against her bones. Tom Riddle is magnetic in all the meanings of the word, and she blames hormones and puberty for the rush of desire that sets her blood on fire when he presses closer.
“You’re sick,” she whispers unconvincingly, and he smiles, sharp and feral.
Author’s note: fuumeitsutano requested this more than a month ago and I totally forgot (I’m so sorry, m'love), it’s been sitting on my laptop since the 2nd of January, I just forgot to post it. I’ll do more for you though, dear, since I made you wait so long! Thanks for the suggestion and inspiration! :) xxxx
Damon: Damon was rarely
jealous – he knew that you were his and that you loved him, he
called it confidence, you’d say it was arrogance. That being said,
sometimes Damon would get jealous and it was never
a fun thing to witness. He’d become irrational and ill-tempered and
usually caused either a verbal or physical fight. You would be the
tension diffuser and you’d have to drag
your idiot of a boyfriend back to his house. It took a long time
before he calmed down, he would always talk about how disgusting the
guy who was ‘hitting on’ you was. To fully calm him down and bring
him back from murdering the poor guy, you’d prove to him that he was
the only one you had eyes for – that plan has never
I made this litteraly FIVE MONTHS AGO but I was never happy enough with the background to post it… I’m still not, but I think it’s time I share it and move on. Have a human giant women squad (with their tiny leader)!