Someday, Somewhere, Somehow, You'll Love Again [Master List]
Trigger Warnings: MDNI. More tags to be added: kidnapping, drugs mentioned, mentions of past abuse, spanking, Daddy Kink and incest. Dead Dove: Do Not Eat.
Alpha Gojo Satoru runs 80% of Japan's underground marijuana production. When a shipment goes missing, Yuji takes it upon himself to retrieve the missing goods - all the while dragging Megumi into his shenanigans.
Among the stolen boxes and potted plants they find a Hybrid Omega.
It quickly sets in that this is a world far larger than illegal substances and turf wars.
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Your day was absolute shit, and the weekend could not come quicker. A high-profile client had come in seeking an investment, and you were in charge of the presentation. But the years-old equipment gave out, and your boss blamed the embarrassment on you. It was stupid, but you wouldn't put it past a stupid man to fire you over the issue. He could fire you. But fuck him and fuck this job!
You want nothing more than to crawl into your boyfriend's arms and cry it out. And that's how your boyfriend finds you — crying on the couch with mascara running down your face. A half-filled cup of wine in your hand and the empty bottle lying on the coffee table.
With a sigh, he sat on the couch next to you, effortlessly scooping you into his lap. "{୨୧}, what's wrong?" He lay back on the couch, your body pressed into his as he firmly held your back and rubbed abstract shapes on your thighs. "Look at me, lovie."
He gently tilts your chin until your eyes meet. "What happened to make my puppy cry?"
You look into his eyes, and instantly, you're a blabbering mess; the events of the day fall out of your mouth like word vomit.
Shota is still in his hero uniform. You could smell the night streets and musk on him — you always find it weirdly comforting. Crying in his arms like this feels so selfish. You hated yourself for being a mess and monopolizing his downtime, but you needed him so badly.
"Shh, don't worry about that anymore." He lifts you easily, and you feel weightless in his strong arms. Your tear-dampened cheek rests on his neck. "Let me take care of you."
All the tension melted out of your body as you turned pliant and soft in his arms. You loved how fast you gave into his warmth.
Shota wipes your face clean before he removes himself and steps into the shower to wash off all the grime from the night.
You feel floaty and icky, like you weren't tethered to the floor anymore — you needed an anker. When he came back — steam trailed out of the bathroom door — you're still crying. He shushes you and holds your jaw to make you look up at him.
"No more crying, okay?" he says. "Don't want my pretty puppy worrying about anything tonight." His voice is low and steady; it slides through your veins like heat.
"Okay…" You hiccupped, voice trembling. "I need you."
“I know, I've got you.” His fingers tightened just enough for you to notice their presence, just the right amount of pressure to stop you from spinning. "Are you my good puppy?"
You nodded, but he stilled your chin with another, harder anchoring press, his thumb at your lips. "Words now, pup. You can go silent later."
"I'm sorry! Y-yes, I'm your good puppy!"
His mouth softened against your forehead. "Good girl."
He takes off your shirt and bra. The air conditioning in your bedroom makes your nipples hard. He pinches and rolls them between his thumb and pointer finger. Pain makes a maddening mix with pleasure. You feel your cunt dripping in your panties in appreciation.
“Am I Daddy or Master tonight?”
"You're Daddy."
He takes off your bottoms, and you sit bare on the bed.
He moves to get everything out of your special box from under the bed — pulled out your favourite grey collar and a matching furry tail with a silver butt plug.
He clips the collar on your neck, and you instantly sag in his hold. You feel safe, guided and loved.
"Colour?"
"Green…" Your words are slow and slurred. Puppies aren't meant to talk.
“What does my pup want?”
"I want you to make me feel good, Daddy."
He kissed you deeply. You taste the mint on his tongue. His mouth is warm. His firm kisses turned your brain to mush. All you want now is to feel good — make him feel good."
"D-daddy.." You whispered, voice small and needy.
"I know, baby. No more talking. Daddy's got you."
He turns you over on your belly. You squirm a little — nervous yet excited. His calloused hands run up, down and across your shoulders and back, working out all the lingering tension in your body. All your stressed thoughts blow away with his whispers of sweet nothing.
He gives your ass a grounding squeeze.
"Such a good puppy."
"Daddy's so proud of you."
His breath flutters over you as he leans over to kiss you on the lips. His kisses trail down to press to your shoulders.
All other movements pass as a blur. You want to be good for him.
His kisses turn into bites that smooth into licks.
His hands spread your cheeks so his tongue can lick at your puckered hole like worship. Soft and smooth as if to coax you open.
Pleasure runs through you like electricity.
Your other hole is greedy, but it isn't long before he shows her attention too. His thick fingers glide through your slick heat with a delicious stretch.
You're a mess of moans and mewls — nothing in your mind other than the dizzying movements of his tongue and fingers.
You want to reach back and grip his hair, but you know better than to distract Daddy when he's enjoying his meal.
Just as you're about to come, he pulls away —you whine and shake trying to entice him back.
"Relax, puppy." He ignores your teasing movements to open the drawer of your nightstand. "Daddy will give you what you want."
There's a click of a plastic cap opening and a wet sound that follows. Your body jolts when his fingers touch your loosened hole again — but this time they're wet with cold lube.
"Shh, I'll get you nice and ready to take Daddy's cock. Don't think about anything else."
One finger, then two—his pace unhurried, deliberate, until your body’s clenching and slick around him. The plug follows next, cool at first, then hot as it sinks in and settles with a tight, shivering stretch that makes you moan. You swear your brain short-circuits
"Do you wanna take Daddy on your back or tummy?"
"On m' tummy ple'se."
"Alright, puppy. No more talking, I promise," He whispers in your ear. You feel his warm breath on your cheek, and you mewl. "Let Daddy handle everything."
The press of his cock head is a welcome surprise. No matter how many times he takes you, you could never get used to the stretch.
He builds to a steady rhythm. He fucks you so deep and sweet you want to cry. You feel everything — his weight and warmth on your back — your climax is building quickly.
He moves you so you're both on your side. Your leg is resting on the crook of his elbow as he continues to fuck into you.
You can hear the wet sounds of your skin slapping mixed with the pounding of the headboard against the wall.
You feel a coil tightening in your belly. You turn your head to catch his mouth whenever you can, desperate for the grounding touch of his lips, which he gladly gives you. He lets go of your leg to rub at your clit. The sensation hits you so hot and heavy you twitch in his arms, but he holds you steady.
Your toes curl as you cum. Your mouth opened in a silent scream. Every inch of your body is utterly consumed by him, and you enjoy giving yourself away into that bliss.
He continues to fuck you through the aftershocks of your orgasm, bullying moan after moan from you.
"Where do you want me to come, puppy?"
You can barely talk, completely drunk on him. He hits you with two hard thrusts that rub sweetly on your gummy walls. You let out a shaky moan. Another knot is tightening in your core.
"You're going to be good and take it in your mouth, won't you?" You feel his rhythm change; he's so close you can feel you. You needed it. "You're going to swallow it all like a good puppy, aren't you?"
"Yes!" You screamed. You're climax rushed over you like a wave. Blood rushed to your head, and everything became a muffled, faraway noise.
Shota pulls out of you with a 'pop' and moves you to kneel on the floor. Your body is jelly, and the tile is cold under your knees, but you do it for him.
He stands over you as his hand works over his dick. His hand rubs from base to tip with an obscene 'fab, fab' sound. You are sure that you're drooling — you can't really think past the sound of him.
His head thrown back from pleasure and his muscles tightening. Your mouth is open and ready.
He cums in your mouth. His familiar salty taste coats your tongue. You want to swallow it down right away, but you know better than that.
"Open your mouth, baby." You happily do as Daddy says.
He spits in your mouth.
"Swallow," and you do.
"Such a good puppy." He says, scooping you up in his arms, he plants lazy kisses all over your face and shoulders. "Perfect. So perfect."
You feel at peace and oh so sleepy. You just want to curl up in Daddy's arms and drift off.
"Now, let's get my puppy all cleaned up and ready for bed."
You come stumbling into the atelier after a night out with your friends, having a few too many drinks. Your boyfriends were on the couch waiting for you to come home, not surprised in the least that you're drunk.
"Mmm Qif, Olly, I had such a good time!"
The male witches look at each other. You're insatiable when you're drunk.
"Is that so my love? Well then let's get you to bed then, yes?" Qifrey says. Olruggio holds you at your waist nudging you the correct way. He whispers in your ear, "Unless you'd like to do something else in bed instead, pretty girl?"
You grin. You spin around, grab Olly's cheeks and kiss him hard. Qifrey follows up behind you, grabbing your hips and rutting against you. The three of you moan in sync, knowing none of you are getting any sleep tonight.
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Forbidden magic: Alpha pair Olrufrey and the Brimmed Cap Omega Masterlist
Synopsis: Female Omegas are basically extinct. Qifrey and Olruggio, a mated alpha pair of witches find you covered in forbidden magic spells. You say you escaped the Brimmed Caps, but just want survival. Qifrey has an ulterior motive...
Tw: Read at your own risk. Eventual smut, yandere vibes, graphic mentions of torture, slight self harm, potential manga spoilers, not quite dddne but dark themes ahead.
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Someday, Somewhere, Somehow, You'll Love Again [Master List]
Trigger Warnings: MDNI. More tags to be added: kidnapping, drugs mentioned, mentions of past abuse, spanking, Daddy Kink and incest. Dead Dove: Do Not Eat.
Alpha Gojo Satoru runs 80% of Japan's underground marijuana production. When a shipment goes missing, Yuji takes it upon himself to retrieve the missing goods - all the while dragging Megumi into his shenanigans.
Among the stolen boxes and potted plants they find a Hybrid Omega.
It quickly sets in that this is a world far larger than illegal substances and turf wars.
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Someday, Somewhere, Somehow, You'll Love Again [Chapter 17]
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָLore𓂃 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָmasterlist𓂃
When you woke up, the bed was empty.
The sun peeked beyond the horizon, but still not high enough to be considered true morning.
Yuji’s usual spot next to you was empty. You grabbed his pillow and buried your face in it. It was cool, meaning he had been gone for some time — but his scent, warm vanilla — was still embedded into the smooth fabric. You’ve slept in Yuji’s nest; his unruly bundle and tower of blankets and scented clothing; ever since your argument with Megumi. It hadn’t felt nice to be alone. Old memories and sensations resurfaced that you wished would stay in the dark.
The soft creak of the door tore you away from your jumbled ‘morning’ thoughts.
Yuji tipped toed through the door using his phone light for vision. He clearly hadn't expected you to be awake given his shocked expression as you both locked eyes.
“What’s wrong Bunny, why are you up so early?” He turned his phone screen off and deftly slid into bed. He gathered you into his arms and you gladly surrendered to his hold. He was warm and tender to the touched as if all his muscles were relaxed. His vanilla scent cocooned you, as he always willed it too to help you relax. But something else was mixed into it. Smoke clung to his skin, turning his vanilla bean into a recently extinguished candle. Something smolders in your belly in response.
"You smell like Sukuna." You stated matter-a-fatly. You didn’t mean anything by it. It just…sparked your interest.
Yuji kissed you softly on the shoulder, not bothered by you ignoring his question. "He wanted me tonight.” You noticed that Yuji’s speech is just as lax as his body, sleep coating his words in warm milk. It sounds like he’s flouting. The dawn lit his face in smooth shadows. He looks at you with warm unashamed eyes. You’ve never seen him like this. He looked beautiful.
“He hasn’t called me to his den in a while. Does the scent bother you?"
“No!" You answered way too fast for it to be casual. Your face burned and you swore it was beet red. Sukuna’s scent has had an effect on you since the day he triggered your heat. Your tummy would heat up and an ache would blossom between your legs. Was that normal?
Yuji chuckled — he sounded so sleepy but not at the same time. You didn’t have a word for it. Satisfied? Sated?
“You like it, don’t you?" he asked. You hid your face in her hands in embarrassment. You felt exposed and open raw. He laughed as he gently pulled your hands from your face.
“It’s okay to like how Sukuna smells, Bunny.” He repositions himself on the bed to meet your eyes in the dimly lit room. “It’s very normal to like the way an Alpha smells. Especially a Prime.”
You settled down again, breathing in one another and listening to the raise and fall of each others chest. Though, through the sparse lighting something caught your eye around Yuji’s collarbone. Purple and red dotted along the collar of his sleep shirt. He doesn’t react as you pull at his collar. Faint burses and teeth marks formed a necklace that danced along the column of his neck. As your eyes traveled along the marks until they disappear beyond the opening of his shirt — Yuji’s eyes stayed glued to your face. You swallowed. When did you start salivating?
"Did it hurt?" you asked, pressing shy fingertips over the marks left by and teeth. Your voice barely a whisper.
"Hmm?". Yuji eyelids grew heavier. You didn’t want to keep him up, but you couldn’t help but be curious.
"Being with Sukuna?" You could picture it clearly. Sukuna, sucking and biting. Like Toru and Toji did to you. But, deeper, less…tame.
Yuji wrapped his arms around you and held you to his chest again.
"No not at all. I like it." Yuji answered. His hands rubbed firm passes over your back, smoothing out all the tension, leaving you lack and open in his arms. "I like helping him feel good."
Yuji’s words felt sacred. He meant it. Truly meant every word he said and found no shame in it. Is this what Omegas do? What people do? Freely share themselves without fear? You had tried to taste a morsel of this freedom, but made Megumi angry in the process. Could you be like Yuji in the future and choose freely whom you share your love and affection with?
What are you?
Yuji’s purr resonated in your chest, and you found yourself responding with your own purr. He continued running his fingers soothingly down your arms, legs and across your shoulders. You pressed your lips to his tentatively and he responded in turn with more confidence. His lips were soft and his mouth welcoming, soon you both found yourself a mix of tongue and teeth — not clashing and not rushing — just taking your time to explore each other. You swore you could taste Sukuna on Yuji’s tongue.
Your scent bloomed and blanketed the air in mouth watering honey.
“Hmm Bunny,” Yuji ran his nose along the column of her neck, “so sweet.” Sleep thick in his voice. He rubbed shapes onto your back — you almost drifted asleep when…
“Oh!” Yuji shot up with a surprising amount of energy. “Sukuna told me and I know I had to tell you. Gojo and Nanamin are coming back soon!”
“W-what?”
Yuji giggles and pressed your noses together in an Eskimo kiss. “I know how much you’ve missed them, especially Gojo.”
Words die on your lips. A tight coil wrap around your heart. They were gone for so long. You don’t even know why they were gone in the first place.
Yuji beamed, happy with himself for delivering this long awaited news. You copied his gleeful smile and hoped it reached your eyes.
“I’m really glad.”
With a few more chaste kisses Yuji was fast asleep.
Why were you so uneasy?
~~~
You and Yuji are sitting on the couch tangled in a blanket. The TV played a show that you barely paid attention too.
You’ve been on edge since early this morning. Something gnawed at you, an itch you couldn’t scratch. Yuji had found you obsessing over cleaning your room and refreshing your nest. Nothing was right. The pillows stuck out too much, the blankets were too itchy. Yuji scooped you up, sat you on the couch and forbade you from moving unless it was important. But this was important.
A new smell warfs through the room and she can see Megumi lingering by the hallway through the conor of her eye. He looks different — tired. Shadows beneath his eyes.
The show on the tv turned into background noise.
Megumi comes forward and rests his cheek on the couch cushion by Bunny's legs. He exposes his throat to her.
Bunny is silent while he apologizes.
As Megumi apologizes, I want to linger on Bunny’s emotional response: her hesitation, her relief, she wants to completely forgive him, but his words still sting. She is so afraid to loose this new family she found.
" I never meant anything I said to you, Bunny, but that doesn't excuse that I still said it. For that, I'm truly sorry, and I understand if you never forgive me." Megumi would say. "Then why did you say it?" She would ask tearfully. "Because stupid people like me say dumb things when we're jealous." He would truthfully answer.
“You hurt me really bad.” Bunny would cry. “I thought I was doing something good - something I wanted to do — because you told me I could! And then you got mad at me and made me feel icky about myself. You guys and Toru told me that I’m my own person and that I can make my own choices, right?” “Yes, bunny..” Megumi and Yuji would say. “Then let me. I don’t want to be what master made me anymore. I want to be me. Let me be me.”
“I’m sorry that I made you feel that way Bunny. I care a lot about you, but that doesn’t mean that I get to control what happens around you to make myself feel better. I know you have something with Toji — and I promise that I wont get in between you two anymore.”Megumi says. “If you don’t want to talk to me anymore, I understand.
“Shut up, Gumi!” Bunny shouts and crashes into Megumi’s chest. “I need you! I need you and Yuji. You two saved me. Don’t say stuff like that” “I love you.” she crys and sobs.
Megumi wraps his arms around her and shakes with held back tears.
Yuji would also join in the group hug and say how they all have to support each other and jokingly says that the next time Megumi tries something like this he'll kick his ass.
“Don’t talk about yourself like that anymore Gumi. It isn't true.”
“Okay.”Megumi would rely with a horse voice.
Bunny cups Megumi’s face and licks away his tears. Bunny doesn't miss the way Yuji affectionately nuzzles into Megumi's neck. Megumi surprisingly doesnt push them away.
They all snuggle up on the couch with more snacks.
"Can we finish watching Steven Universe, please?"
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Someday, Somewhere, Somehow, You'll Love Again [Lore]
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָmasterlist𓂃 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָChapter 17𓂃
I’ve been MIA for literal MONTHS✨ so I thought it would be nice to do a lore dump and story recap 🤭
The world values strength above all else. The weak serve and the strong lead. Hierarchy is not taught; it's instinctual. The Underground Organizations run the world, whether the wider society acknowledges it or not.
Every human is born with the instinct to recognize strength. Packs are formed as a biological and social response to increase survival and remain deeply embedded even in modern society. Lone wolves are outcasts and vulnerable.
This is the social hierarchy recognized by most of society.
Prime Alpha
A Prime Alpha is an apex predator. They possess the strongest scent, longest fangs and have the strongest and biggest bodies. Prime Alphas appear in approximately 1 in 1,000 births. While not considered as rare as their Hybrid Omega counterparts, they are the pillars and leaders of society in both the legal and illegal world.
Prime Alphas are remarkably resistant to pheromones but have a particular weakness to Hybrid Omegas.
What separates a Prime Alpha from an Alpha —also known as a Standard Alpha is their Biological Authority. Their scent has the power to force omegas and hybrid omegas into submissions and sometimes when particularly intense — into a forced heat.
Alpha
Alphas are born protectors. They make the majority of law enforcement, military forces and active-duty positions throughout society. While they can lead packs of their own, they naturally recognize the authority of a Prime Alpha. This pull can be fought against and overridden — they are not ‘subservient’ unlike lower secondary genders.
Alpha fangs are shorter than Prime Alpha, but they are far stronger and dominant than lower designations. Unlike Prime Alphas, they do not have the ability to force an omega or hybrid into heat, but their pheromones are nearly as commanding.
There are multiple Alphas that work on the Six Eyes property but only Nanami is a member of Satoru’s personal pack. The other Alphas work as armed security and work directly under Toji and Sukuna.
Beta
Betas are the foot soldiers and workers of society. They make up most of the world's population. Primes and Alphas often have a Beta as their second in command. Betas do not have a strong scent, nor do they have fangs like their other counterparts. Their position is higher than an omega or/and a hybrid.
The majority of the Six Eyes Product Production team are betas. They work at the various greenhouses and processing trailers on the property - they do not enter the house without permission.
Omega
Omegas are the nurturers and child-bearing members of society. Often raised to be homemakers, babymakers and nothing more. Underestimated by society — they are capable of much more. Omegas are the glue to every pack. Their scent regulates pack emotions like no other secondary gender can. A healthy Omega is beneficial to everyone while a sick or emotionally distressed omega can throw everyone of balance. A more modern movement is rising globally, calling for increased integration of omegas and hybrids alike. Increased educational and professional avenues are being created. Some groups remain opposed to this notion.
Omega Hybrid
Omega Hybrids. The rarest, cherished and prized of all genders. Hybrids creatures of pure instincts. They rely purely on scent and pheromone communication. Are vulnerable to Prime Alphas — a fact that many take advantage of.
Omega Hybrids are born with prey animal characteristics unique to the individual species they resemble. Bunny has rabbit ears and a matching fluffy tail. She is the only Hybrid we've met so far. Megumi's late mother was also a Hybrid
Hybrid Omega’s are so rare and cherished that many go about their lives never seeing them — unless they pay. There are underground organizations that fund and host sex trafficking rings, hybrids are the main attraction and are hard to come by, making them a highly sought after trophy. There are hybrid rights groups and sanctuaries that fight for and liberate at risk and abused hybrids.
Hybrid and standard omegas have smaller fangs with the main purpose of bonding, while Prime and standard Alpha fangs are for aggressive displays and bonding.
Pack Dynamics
Packs operate differently depending on the common goal and needs of all involved. For most, they are a second family that may or may not include bonded pairs, platonic sexual partners, or romantic relationships. While others function as a closed or open polycule.
Heat, Rut, & Pack Care
Depending on the pack hierarchy and roles, omegas assist a Prime or Standard Alphas through their ruts and other sexual needs just as a Prime Alpha or Standard Alpha assists an omega’s heat.
Family members' relations within the pack may also be complicated (Toji and Megumi are Father and Son; Sukuna and Yuji are Uncle and Nephew). While the wider society may find certain levels of closeness and physical intimacy between family members as taboo — members of underground organizations operate on a different moral code.
It is common practice for a parent to assist their Standard Omega or Hybrid Omega child through their first heat. But it is expected to stop once a child is about to take care of them. Anything beyond that is considered taboo (Yuji and Sukuna … wink wink. And maybe Megumi??)
But hey, this a fucked-up world and fuck up shit be happening — more on that later.
Relationships & Bonding
Omegas are not limited to bonding with Prime and Standard Alphas. Omega/Omega bonds are common. Alpha/Alpha or any combination of Prime and Standard Alpha relationships have historically faced discrimination but acceptance over the past few decades have increased.
Our Main Cast 🫶🏽
This is my first time actually stating the Primes and Nanami’s age. Hehehehe, they're old men. I'm sorry. (small text) they really are nasty (small text).
Because I was just writing chapters whenever I got the motivation - if you read older chapters, characters' scents change, I'm going to edit it I swear😭 but the scents in this list are canon to our story.
Bunny — 18 years old. bunny omega hybrid. Black girl with brown bunny eyes and a matching fluffy tail. Smells of Honey. Cheerfully naive yet hiding deep pain. She is currently learning to reclaim agency over her life and sexually expressive on her own terms.
Megumi — 19 years old. Omega. Lived with the Six Eyes Organization most of his life but arrived after Yuji. Has unhealed pain from an early rejection from his father Toji and has trouble expressing himself. One of Bunny’s main supporters. Loves her dearly and fears losing her to the various Prime Alphas in their pack. Smells like cedarwood
Yuji — 19 years old. Omega. After the death of his grandfather, he was found by Satoru Gojo and has lived with the Six Eyes Organization ever since. Smells of warm vanilla. Currently one of Bunny’s main care takers. Yuji is the glue of our little group and is the mastermind behind all their dumb ideas.
Satoru — 32. Prime Alpha. Smells of sandalwood and rain mixed with ozone. Leader of the Six Eyes Organization after inheriting it from his grandfather. Eccentric yet very loving towards Yuji and Megumi. Currently away on pack business - bunny misses him so much💖
Toji — 38 (oopsie i like older men) smells of woods, Metal, gunpowder. Megumi’s Father. Toji, along with Sukuna run the ‘muscle’ of the Six Eyes Organization. Surprisingly gentle with Bunny. (now you see why Megumi was so pissed he was touching up on Bunny😭)
Sukuna —35. Smell of smoke, metal, ozone. Along with Toji, he is the muscle of the organization. Loves the authority his secondary gender gives him and terrorizes the world and our little omegas. Knows that he has an effect on Bunny, but what is he really after?
Nanami — 31. Alpha. Smells like Clover and Spice. Childhood friends with Satoru and has a high tolerance for his bullshit — but had actually left the organization at some point… interesting 🤨 The most normal when it comes to Bunny, but is it just because he has good control over his emotions??
The real question is.. is Bunny truly safe with them?
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