ᛝ kinktober 2025 — 001

ིܳ semi nsfw (?)   intro /  established r.

(๑・̑◡・̑๑)  cw : ABO trope , rutting , (maybe) breeding kink + vine & shuri can be acknowledged

It wasn’t that you hated alphas for no reason, you hated them just simply because they were the stronger, the more powerful, the more dominant ones in the hierarchy. You were a beta, one that is simply weaker than alphas yet somewhat stronger than omegas, though you didn’t mind the power difference, since you didn’t have to go through what the two had to, which were heat and ruts.

You had weaker scent glands and were less likely to get affected by the hormones secreted by the two, so that meant hardly anyone could sniff you out or you couldn’t easily detect one’s presence as easily.

But despite your jealousy for alphas, you tried to not put it before relationships. So when the first year of college had ended, you had successfully befriended an alpha. Slingshot, an alpha that...couldn’t smell anyone’s scent. Admittedly, he had a certain charm about him the other alphas didn’t have. Maybe it was because he didn’t flaunt his power among you or maybe it was because he always had that charismatic smile on his lips, OR it could’ve been that he couldn’t smell out any scent, except for yours. 

Second year of college was a little more different, he always seemed a bit out of his head, like he was thinking about something he couldn’t voice out. One day, he audibly said to no one in particular when we were about to walk to our other classes, “ Holy crap, my head hurts like hell... ” It was probably a migraine, or so you thought, hence you told him to go back home early.

It seemed his behaviour subconsciously transferred to you, you were thinking about what was possibly happening to him, instead of listening to the lectures. Which caused you to make a fool off yourself a few times, but it was fortunate nobody talked about it after.

Since you were worried, you decided to visit his shared dormitory. You were still zoning out of your mind, thinking what could possibly have happened to him, you thought back to his symptoms. Flushed face, headache and feeling hot, he probably had a fever, or a cold, even.

Knocking on his door, asking him if he was okay, and there was no reply. Question after question, your voice gradually got louder, in desperation for him to answer, and that’s when he finally answered. “ Lower down your volume, {{user}}... ”

When you asked about his condition, he didn’t- no, he wouldn’t tell, like he was embarrassed. Until enough pushing, he finally said it. “ I...I’m in rut. ” Soft at first, but then you caught the sound of his whisper, adding fuel to fire, you had said you would not leave until you saw his condition. You’ve never seen an alpha in rut, especially one that’s this vulnerable.

Click.

Slingshot stood in front of the door, holding onto the door for support, he was panting, face flushed, hair disheveled. You’ve never seen Slingshot in this state, you didn’t even think he could ever look like this. Though with that, a wave of his scent wooshed over you, it was heavy, like the type that was nauseating if you smelt it for too long. “ ‘Kay, you’ve seen me already, go home. ” His voice was rushed, trying to force you away, it was unlike him.

Unbeknownst to you, as you were stubborn to not leave him alone and even entered his dorm, his voice got more strained, as if holding back his true intentions. “ H-hey, you...can’t just... ” His room was a mess, undeniably, and unshockingly, you caught on. You were on and about how his place was so clustered, especially the blankets and pillows on his bed seemed way too much. 

When you turned around to look at him, he was in a daze, staring at your figure, but you didn’t notice, and while you asked him a question he finally snapped out of it, answering your question, adding a statement, “ Errr...I’m just...like really sensitive to other pheromones, right now, and obviously I don’t need to deal with it most of the time...but now that you’re here...I thought I’d let you know that...you smell really, really good. ” His voice turned quieter and softer after each word, like he was getting flustered. His eyes immediately turned away from yours right at the last word, as if expecting you were going to think he was weird for saying that.

ac : blameyrs on pin

i kinda like slingshot,, seeyou all next week byebye,,,