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Fic Excerpt: The Man With Blue Eyes
Dec. 18th, 2018 12:59 amSo, I'm not sure if I'm ever going to be posting this one for real, but it's something sitting in my Google docs. If you want me to continue, give me a poke in the comments! I need more inspiration to keep writing at the moment, since the winter always kills my drive.
This is a modern omegaverse AU where Dean is an omega police detective and Castiel is the suit that comes in from Quantico planning to crack open the city's omega kidnapping ring. (There's illicit auctions, Dean is going to be kidnapped, but it's essentially a casefic.)
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This is a modern omegaverse AU where Dean is an omega police detective and Castiel is the suit that comes in from Quantico planning to crack open the city's omega kidnapping ring. (There's illicit auctions, Dean is going to be kidnapped, but it's essentially a casefic.)
Dean had always passed. That was the key to his survival. More than anything else, passing as an Alpha was one of the things which kept him alive and kicking, free to go about his life without question or interference. He kept his head up, even when the possibility of surrendering to inevitability might have been the easier option, when all he wanted to do was sit back and let the world happen to him. He fought; he had to fight and keep fighting, and it was ceaseless, a drain of energy that he didn’t have.
Nobody knew, and to his credit they had no reason to suspect, either. Dean played the role well. He took the pills that his father gave him, sucked on lozenges that altered his scent, and exerted his dominance in every single interaction.
“I’ll not have an Omega bitch for a son,” he’d growled. “Pull yourself together, boy.”
Like it was that easy.
Nobody knew, and to his credit they had no reason to suspect, either. Dean played the role well. He took the pills that his father gave him, sucked on lozenges that altered his scent, and exerted his dominance in every single interaction.
“I’ll not have an Omega bitch for a son,” he’d growled. “Pull yourself together, boy.”
Like it was that easy.
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