59-: “Y'know, I am an Alpha, I could help you with your heat, if you want me to…”

Techie sniffs, wiping another set of falling tears from his cheeks. It’s been four hours since he was sent back to his chambers by his supervisor, shrinking away from the surrounding alphas after being told that his heat is ‘stinking out the whole sector’. Techie hadn’t even realised that his had begun; he’s been on regulation suppressants since he first presented as an omega at seventeen, only ever having experienced one heat before in his life.

He doesn’t recall feeling so emotional last time.

He’s wrapped up in his favourite blanket—one that’s yellow and lined with soft faux fur—naked beneath the cover in an attempt to stop the annoying itching feeling that’s developed on his skin in the last few hours but he’s coping with all the physical symptoms that come with an omega’s heat; it’s the loneliness that is hitting him hard. He cuddles his knees up to his chest and sighs, finding that he isn’t as needy for a knot as he thought he’d be but, instead, craves the strong arms of an alpha around him to cuddle him and kiss his forehead. The knotting would be a nice afterthought.

A knock at the door makes the timid omega gasp.

“Tech? It’s Matt.”

Oh, Maker. His best friend. The half of Techie’s mind that is still logical is telling him that it’s a terrible idea to open the door to an alpha whilst he’s in heat but the needy, omega side of his mind—and consequently, the loudest side—is making him walk towards the door in his blanket-cape without a care.

The door slides open only a small way but the crack is enough for Techie to get a good glimpse of Matt post-shift, sweaty and dirty in his overalls with his blonde hair tousled.

“M-Matt? What are you doing here?” Techie makes sure that he keeps tight hold of his blanket, shy and suddenly very aware of his nakedness as Matt’s unique and alluring scent hits him

“I brought you some Arkanisian vegetable soup,” Matt says, holding up a mess hall tray with a bowl on it. “I thought it might make you feel better.”

Techie blushes at the sentiment, “You’re kind, Mattie. Thank you.”

Matt’s glasses slip down his nose as he nods courteously, passing over the tray to Techie—who neglects to keep a grip on his blanket as he reaches out. As he takes hold of the soup, his yellow blanket tumbles off his shoulders and onto the ground, pooling around his feet and revealing his pale, nude form to the alpha at the door.

The omega shrieks, thrusting the tray back at Matt and spilling some of the soup in the process, moving so quickly to grab his blanket and cover himself up but from the blush spreading across Matt’s face, he’s already seen everything.

“I’m sorry! Mattie! Oh my. I’m so sorry!” Techie flounders, feeling as though he’s blushing the same colour as his bright red hair.

Matt blinks, his glasses suddenly steaming up a little from the rush of heat that has clearly overtaken his veins.

“You’re in heat,” Matt says, the tray shaking in his hands. “I-I just thought you were sick.”

“Y-yeah. Can’t you smell it?”

“I…don’t know. I don’t know what an omega in heat smells like,” Matt bites his lip. “Like this, I suppose. I just thought that was normal. You smell so good all the time.”

Techie lets out a little whimper as he feels the first rush of slick leave him, making him cross his legs and buck his hips forward; now the need for a knot has arisen.

“I-I have to go,” Techie says. “I’m sorry, Matt.”

“Wait! Techie…I…” Matt puts the tray of soup down to the side and bows his head. “I’m an alpha. I could help you with your heat, if you want me to…I’d be gentle. I wouldn’t claim you, I swear.”

“You’d do that?” Techie says, voice trembling. “For me?”

“I…haven’t been with anyone else. Ever.” The alpha lifts his head, looking over the frames of his glasses with sad, needy eyes. Techie’s heart melts. “I’ve liked you for a long time, Techie.”

The omega resists the urge to leap onto Matt, instead choosing to take hold of the alpha’s hand and give him a gentle pull into the room.

“I like you too, Mattie,” Techie says, standing on his tip-toes to bump his nose against Matt’s cheek. “I want this. I want you. Please.”

So lance is really hot (as we all know). But what if literally everyone starts pinning for him? Like everyone from the blade, from voltron, even lotor, zarkon, and haggar! And poor lance the only one to protect him is his space uncle coran.

Someone wright this plz! Just make sure I know about it so I can read it!

Techie always showers alone using his brother’s access codes to get access to the private shower block, & that isn’t as often as maybe he should. The one time there’s a week outage & Matt manages to persuade Techie to use the crew sonic showers, Techie wears a t-shirt. He keeps between the wall & Matt at all times, keeping a tight grip on the hem of his shirt even though it’s not long enough to cover much. It’s weird that Techie seems totally fine with crotch exposed but not his tum. 2

One night there’s an aircon failure in their sector of the ship, both their rooms are stifling but Techie doesn’t want to move into barracks in another sector (Omegas wouldn’t usually be allowed so Matt understands why he wouldn’t feel safe, though Matt is certain he could defend His Omega... he’s not sure when he got so possessive). It’s entirely an accident, they’re both rolling about in their sleep, hot & uncomfortable, when Matt accidentally ends up with a hand on Techie’s belly. 3

Matt is woken up by the way Techie freezes. He still doesn’t know why Techie keeps covered but he would have expected to be pushed away or shouted at for accidentally touching, he’s used to other people shoving him away. But Techie almost stops breathing, he’s so still. Matt immediately pulls his hand away & tugs Techie’s shirt back down before he turns on the light to find his own glasses. As soon as the lights are on Techie’s eyes are whirring to focus on him. He’s been crying. 4

Instead of pulling away from him, Techie crawls into Matt’s lap & pulls Matt’s arms around him like a shield. Techie doesn’t look at Matt while he tells him about Peach Trees & Ma-Ma, he focuses on Matt’s biceps, running his fingers over them as he speaks. Tells him again about his eyes, then explains that Ma-Ma tormented him about being an Omega too, threatening horrible things. She’s dead now thanks to Armie & Kylo but he still has nightmares that she’s back for revenge. 5?

Matt has a number of things to say on the subject of Ma-Ma &how he wishes he could get his hands on her too, but he’s fine with only seeing/touching whatever Techie is comfortable with because His Omega being happy &comfortable is the only thing that matters to him. Also he’ll try to go shirtless as much as possible, to be a distraction. Techie laughs, finally looks him in the eye & says he has the best Alpha, which is when Matt realised he was possessive out loud. 6 (? I lost count)

They’re together for a year without Matt ever seeing Techie’s belly, though his arm sometimes gets pulled across it in the night. They end up escaping from the First Order with nothing but the clothes on their backs &one injured former General. In the drama of finding Kylo&bringing Armie back to health, they entirely forget about Techie’s implant. Matt is only a little surprised that Techie makes it through a heat in a shirt, though Matt slightly ruins the collar claiming his Omega. 7

A few months later Techie is wearing that same shirt, bitemarks in the threads of the collar, fiddling with the hem while he’s checking his brother’s coding, when he calls Matt over to him. He doesn’t look up to meet his eye, just gently grabs Matt’s hand and pulls it under the hem of his shirt to press against the warm skin of his belly. There’s a little bump there, curving out above the waistband of his shorts. Best thing Matt has ever felt & well worth waiting for 8/8 the end

This is just too adorable for words!! I love omega Techie/alpha Matt because there’s just so much potential for adorableness and protectivess. I love how Techie is comfortable around Matt but Matt also understands what his omega may or may not be comfortable with and he doesn’t fuss or ask why, he just does what Techie is comfortable with. And now they’re having a baby!!! Oh my goodness!

Techie is roused from a beautifully sweet dream by the sounds of rustling overalls. The sheets beneath him are warm and cosy and comfortable. He’s just missing the one thing that he needs the most.

“Mattie?” The little omega peeks out from underneath the safety of his nest to look for his mate, finding him standing in the middle of the room and getting dressed.

“I tried not to wake you,” Matt says, kneeling down and giving his omega a good morning kiss on the lips. Techie purrs at the touch, whining when Matt pulls away. “I have to go on-shift.”

Techie’s heart sinks, “Oh. Why?”

“Some other tech called in sick. They’ve gone into heat, I think. Yesterday, Jonas said that he didn’t feel so good and today, he’s—”

“Can’t you stay a little longer?” Techie pouts, crawling out of his nest and standing next to Matt and reaching up to hug him around his neck. His naked skin prickles in the natural cold air of their chambers whilst Matt is fully dressed in his grey and orange overalls but the difference doesn’t stop the two mates from cuddling.

“I can’t. I have to go.”

“But I want you to,” the omega whines, craving the warmth of his nest. “Can’t you say that I’ve gone into heat and you need to stay here?”

Matt considers the idea for a moment; it’s as though Techie can hear his thoughts about how much he wishes he could stay here with Techie for the rest of the day.

“I don’t want you to leave me.” Techie nuzzles the underside of Matt’s chin and lets out a gentle keening sound. “Message your supervisor. Come back to bed with me, Mattie. My alpha.”

Techie can’t help but yelp when Matt scoops him up in his arms and takes him back to their nest to snuggle.

This is super adorable!

Alpha Armitage doesn’t have natural paternal instincts. He knows how to care for his mate but he doesn’t know how to care for his pregnant mate so it’s a good thing that his omega brother is here to give him some tips!

Kylo absolutely adores Techie’s daughter—his niece. She’s got gorgeous ginger curls already and fits so perfectly against Techie’s chest. Kylo just sits next to Techie whilst he feeds her and rocks her to sleep, just staring at her and fawning over her with his big puppy eyes whilst rubbing over the curve of his own pregnant belly.

Hux adores the way Kylo has succumbed to a lot of his natural omega instincts whilst pregnant. He didn’t think that Kylo could become more beautiful but he has. And Hux doesn’t know how to appreciate him without dwelling on the fact that he’s been stuffed full by his alpha.

Techie rolls his eyes. Sentiment and romance never were Armie’s forte so he tells him what it’s like for an omega being pregnant and what their mate should be doing for them. Hux should be nesting along with Kylo, creating something together and somewhere that they & the baby will feel safe. Hux should be scenting Kylo whenever he can, making sure that everything is going according to plan by the changes in the omega’s scent and that Hux’s scent is always on him so others know who Kylo’s mate is.

And as for the practical side of having a baby? Hux needs a lot of practice. He might like children but that’s only once they’re walking and talking and able to wipe their own bums. He’s even afraid to hold his baby niece in case he hurts her but Techie shows him the right way to hold a baby, supporting her head at all times and being relaxed; she can totally sense her parents’s tension.

61-: “You know as an Alpha I can smell that you’re ____, so you might as well tell me what wrong with you.” Alpha Matt/Omega Techie

From behind the frames of his glasses, Matt eyes his omega from across the table with palpable concern. The little tech has hardly touched his dinner, instead pushing his vegetables around the plate with his fork and following their movements with his sad gaze.

“Everything alright, Techie?” Matt asks, turning down the old-style radio that he and Techie created from scratch together. “You haven’t eaten much.”

“I’m not hungry,” he replies quietly.

“Maybe it’s because your food has gone cold. Here, I’ll order you something hot and fresh. I’m sure the kitchens won’t mind cooking you something new. They’ll have big brother Armitage to contend with if they do!”

Matt laughs, hoping that his glee is infectious and Techie will smile. He doesn’t. Instead, Techie sets down his fork and sighs.

“I don’t want anything to eat right now. Sorry, Mattie. I’m gonna go and sit on the couch.”

The omega wanders off almost sleepily, in a daze about something. Matt frowns, watching him go; Techie stresses about a lot of things but he’s usually very good at opening up to his alpha about what’s bothering him. Usually, the poor omega is overthinking about something minor and a simple talk with his mate can help to calm him down but now, Techie seems resistant to talk about anything. His distressed scent fills the air and sets Matt’s instincts alight with worry.

“Tech,” Matt sighs, taking his place on the couch beside his tense mate. “Talk to me.”

“I’m fine.”

“You’re not. You haven’t been fine all day. Is something wrong? Are you sick?”

“No.”

“Is Armitage sick?”

“No. He’s fine.”

“Oh, no. Is Kylo Ren sick?”

Techie rolls his eyes, “No, Mattie. No one is sick, I promise. Kylo is fine too. He and Armitage are trying for pups.”

It’s like talking to a durasteel wall but Matt settles his rising temper with a few deep breaths: Techie taught him that. He breathes deeply, centering himself and calming himself instead of lashing out like he would have years ago. Techie truly has made him a better alpha in every way.

“Come here,” the alpha says and takes his little mate into his strong arms. “You know, as an alpha I can smell that you’re worrying about something so you might as well tell me what wrong. Please, Techie. I just want to help.”

“I...” Techie’s voice breaks. “I’ve been promoted.”

Matt is ready to offer condolences or words of support after expecting terrible news but he’s left confused.

“Uh. Isn’t a promotion a good thing?”

“I might have to go off-ship, Mattie—away from you.” The shy omega is sniffling now, wiping his nose on his sleeve since his bionic eyes can’t weep. “Armie wants me to oversee the operations of the programmers and hackers of the entire Order. Matt, he wants me to take on the role of Lieutenant-General.”

“Techie!” Matt exclaims proudly. “That’s so great!”

“No, it isn’t!” Techie raises his voice, breaking out of Matt’s embrace. “I don’t like change! And I don’t want to leave you behind! And what if I’m not up to the job? I can’t lead people or teach them!”

“Hey, hey. Shhhh.” The alpha takes his mate back into his arms and rocks him gently, kissing the top of his head to calm him down. “One thing at a time, Techie. You should be so proud of yourself for earning that promotion.”

Techie mumbles something but Matt can’t make it out.

“And,” Matt continues, “You don’t have to worry about leaving me behind because I’ll follow you wherever you go.”

“Y-you will?”

“As if you have to ask, sweetheart.” Matt smiles.

“But, Armie. He might not let you—”

“We’re mated, Tech. He can’t separate us. It’d destroy both of us. He cares a lot about you, you know. He wouldn’t want you to do this if you weren’t happy about it.”

Techie sits up, climbing into Matt’s lap and allowing his sobs to come to a halt, “So...you’ll come with me?”

“Yes, sir, Lieutenant-General Hux,” Matt mock-salutes for a brief second before Techie launches at him, throwing his arms around Matt’s neck in a tight, relieved hug.

So this is for my previous post about everyone pinning for lance.

Ps: trigger warning. This does hint at possible rape.

-lance is an omega. -everyone else in the war is an alpha. -lance didn’t know this or think it was important so he didn’t find the need to tell anyone that he was an omega on suppressants due to the garrison. -everyone eventually finds out because his body has gotten used to the suppressants so his scent leaks. -everyone was cool at first. Other than a few worries about an omega fighting a war. -the first real sign was when voltron had invaded a galra base. -haggar just happened to be there and attacked lance first. -then she got a whiff of his scent after tackling him. -it went down hill from there. With haggar trying to scent him and eventually mate him. And the team (mostly Shiro and Keith) almost killing her yelling “MINE! My omega!Mine” (also mostly Keith and Shiro) -this resulted in lance being a curled up crying mess because he was scared. -it didn’t help much that Keith and Shiro didn’t stop and then started prowling towards him. Growling like animals looking like they will either rape or kill him. - pidge and hunk manage to fight them off until alura and coran get there. -cue angry uncle coran who is also an alpha and about ready to kill the three who attacked lance. -things only get worse as they save Matt and he starts trying to court lance like the others have been. -and then during battles lottor, haggar, and zarkon are all trying to get him into bed whether he wants it or not! -then they have a meeting with the blade and they all try to bed lance. Only this time very few were trying against his will. -cue stressed, confused, and scared lance who ends up hiding away in corans room who seems to be the only one who doesn’t want to get into lances pants! -Coran guards the door and doesn’t let anyone in. AT. ALL. He also cuddles with lance whenever lance wants land lance lets him scent him so that they are officially family. (No romantic or sexual attraction. Just a common need to have family.) -the team eventually manage to get into the room where lance is. -he is scared shitless and is sitting in the corner crying and shaking. -Shiro comes closer and try’s to get lance to look at them. He puts his hand on lances cheek and lance turns his head to where the hand is covering his mouth. -as Shiro goes to reposition his hand in order to not muffle the poor thing something strange and painfully stings his hand. He lets out a cry and brings his hand to his chest. -there on his hand is a very dusting bite mark. Lance bit him. -and then lance gets up and just books it. -but the door is blocked by hunk. - “lance calm down!” -“lance it’s ok!” -stay away from me! Get off! STOP IT! CORAN!“ And then a soft whisper of “help” -when he gets pinned to sit on the floor and thinks it’s over. I’m gonna gat used by a bunch of alphas. I’m gonna lose my virginity. I don’t want this. -but then arms gently wrap around him from all angles. Exactly six pairs. And they do nothing more -“you-you aren’t going to bed me? Why aren’t you breeding me?” It’s barely a whisper but it’s there. Through sobs and hiccups. -“lance it’s ok. I’m so sorry for all that we did before. We aren’t going to rape you. I can’t account for the galea but the blade won’t either. It’s just we got exited about having an omega and we scared you. And I’m so sorry for everything.” Shiro whispers into lances ear and lance starts to calm down. -“I personally promise that if anyone try’s anything on you they will be dead before they can get to the punchline. Unless of course you approve and it isn’t one sided or forced.” Keith smirks into lances neck. -the rest of the team apologizes and lance slowly starts to relax and purr. -this of course turns into one big team cuddle pile and coran joins in eventually so it’s all great. (Matt counts as team now) -at the next blade meeting everyone apologizes. And lance notices the scared looks of the members. Along with the stern looks from Thace, Shiro, and Keith. -at the end of the meeting thace personally apologizes to lance and even got on his knees to beg for forgiveness. -this drew a quiet giggle from lance who covered his mouth and blushed. -then he very timidly asks thace if he could hug him. -which thace agrees to very quickly and they hug while lance purring. -(thace had to bend down considerably and lance eventually lets him pick him up) -so in the end everyone is still attracted to lance but doesn’t do anything without permission and never pushes. -also lots of cuddles from lance for everyone.

MattFoggy Omegaverse fic. Mind the tags.

Matt and Foggy are friends. Best friends even. Despite being an Alpha and an Omega, they managed to keep sex out of the equation. They just avoid each other for ruts and heats. And surely, they can just keep that up forever. Yeah, right.