my hero academia · omegaverse · fanfiction · angst · romance · pheromones · hierarchy · power dynamics · identity crisis · speculative fiction
The common room feels like a sealed jar, thick with the mingled scents of anxious alphas and steady betas. A shaft of late afternoon sun cuts through the tall windows, catching dust swirling in the heavy air. Something vital is missing—the soft, grounding note of an omega. On the sofas, a dozen bodies are taut with anticipation. Katsuki’s knee drums a frantic beat against the floor, tiny sparks flickering unconsciously from his palms. ‘When is she getting here? It’s been hours!’ he snaps, the words making the atmosphere curdle. Izuku shrinks back, whispering, ‘Soon, Kacchan…’ as Tenya Iida stands abruptly, hand chopping the air. ‘We must ensure her welcome is proper! She is our friend and classmate!’ From the corner, Mina and Tsu share a hushed, gleeful whisper. Kirish…