Mail order bride Rhys! Where omegas are routinely kidnapped and sold to the highest bidder and Jack decides he needs to get people off his back about “heirs to the kingdom.” Rhys nearly stabs him to death after he opens that crate.

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This labeled as All Sales Final. Thanks @thirtysixsavefiles for the title AHAHA Also on my ao3 here šŸ™‚ My masterlist archive of bullshit i write can be found linked at the top of the blog or here.

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Jack sighed in annoyance as he gazed upon what should be the solution to his ever-present problems.

He’d thought ā€œcrateā€ had been an exaggeration, but there it was, right smack dab in his office where he’d had it delivered. The offending item was not what he’d pictured for the money he’d spent.

It stood upright- quite a bit taller than himself- old sticker labels that had been peeled off and reapplied identifying the contents as ā€˜generic biological samples’ to be handled with care. It didn’t stand out like something fancy and shiny might, thus it didn’t draw unwanted attention. It was an eyesore compared to the general grandeur of his office, but he supposed the real prize was what was inside.

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It must be a goddamn Halloween miracle because WE HAVE AN UPDATE.

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Chapter 17 is currently live and dandy. Have a gif with a surprise ending xD

…i’m still technically on hiatus, buuuut let’s just say ya kind words and folks coming out of the woodwork and shit brought a spark of motivation back enough to pick this back up after 2 months.

Also… i did something. Hold on to your butts >:3