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Omegaverse AU: Where it’s common for alphas in the military to regularly engage the services of omegas, in order to prevent ruts interfering with their work.
When alpha Ghost invites alpha Soap to share an omega for that very reason, Soap expects a night of awkward, one-sided sex that he’ll inevitably regret. Because even alphas as close as they are can become dangerously territorial, when omegas are involved.
Maybe it’s a good thing, then, that the omega never shows up at all.
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22 Jun 2026
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You'd been rogue your whole life, the closest you ever had to a pack being your fellow captives in the omega trafficking ring you grew up in. Allowed to join the military despite the restriction on omegas in combat roles, you stuck to solo ops, keeping to yourself as you'd always done, despite the higher ups' constant 'suggestions' that you be put onto a team so you'd have an alpha watching over you.
You'd never folded. Pack life wasn't for you.
Until the suggestion became an order.
The O.M.S.P - or Omega Military Support Program - had been created two years ago to ease stress for alpha dominant packs on military bases, and a certain team had fallen out with every civilian omega that had been sent their way.
So now they were sending you.
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06 Jun 2026
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Soap had felt safe. The ocean had been his home.
He was young, but he was skilled, was a quick learner.But humans wanted entertainment, and what humans wanted they took.
He did not know how long he had been stuck, stuck with cruel beings that viewed him as nothing more than a shiny curiosity to gawk at. They knew ways to make him do what they wanted.
He knew the rules now, knew not to vocalise, knew now not to bear his fangs.The marine biologist team around John Price and Kate Laswell want to help. They are a safe haven to heal, perhaps find a way back to the ocean, but first they have to gain his trust.
And then, there is Ghost, who too has met humanity at it's worst.
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19 May 2026
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As he swiveled around the office in search of his personal belongings, Albert stalled in place. His desk was empty. His computer was gone. His name placard had fallen to the wayside on the floor where something had knocked it down. There were pens and his usual coffee mug scattered beneath the desk. The other seating chairs he kept in his office were also gone. Everything was covered in a thin layer of dust. The carpets looked grimy under foot as he stepped.
“What is going on?” He balked. Leaving his office didn't prove to secure any further answers. Half of the office appeared to be frozen in the middle of being packed up. Cardboard boxes littered one side where Enrico’s team were situated. A few of the desks were completely cleared off.
This felt far too unsettling to be real, but far too real to be a dream. Albert turned back towards the entrance to S.T.A.R.S. in an effort to get some answers. Perhaps Irons was involved in this in some manner.
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A Wolves & Crows Spinoff with S.T.A.R.S. era Albert in the Ruins of Raccoon CityThis is for the Rerarepairmonth2026 event prompt
Week 3: Unwanted Travel CompanionBookmarked by PoesRedRaven
13 May 2026
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'Another nosebleed.’ Zeno had felt the warm droplets gathering a split second before their fall. The crimson stains spread across the parchment he had been diligently filling out with the dark blue ballpoint pen he had procured from one of the receptionists earlier in the day after his previous pen ran short of ink. It was the third encounter today as he breathed deeply through his one good nostril with a deep sigh of resignation escaping him on the exhale. He reached for the handkerchief in his breast pocket, pointedly ignoring the gathering of scientists and security officers that had fallen suddenly silent in the middle of their report about releasing lickers into the city ruins to collect environmental combat data.
The scarlet color soaked into the clean and tidy fabric as Zeno pressed it against the left side of his nose. With his free hand, he reached for a clean new sheet to begin transcribing the entire meeting so far onto the new document. “You can stop staring at me.”
He didn't even need to look up to know there were numerous eyes pinning him in place.
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Zeno does more field work and finds more than he expected.Series
- Part 9 of Wolves & Crows
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06 May 2026