You’re KorTac’s newest transfer: an omega trying hard to make a good first impression. Then you meet Velikan. Towering, masked, quiet, and clearly an alpha who values his space, he should have been the last person you latched onto. Instead, something about him makes you feel instantly at ease, and before either of you realizes it, you’re following him everywhere. Velikan finds the constant company deeply irritating at first. Unfortunately for him, you’re persistent—and even worse for him, he starts getting used to having his little omega shadow at his side.

Velikan has spent years letting everyone believe the obvious: that the towering, heavily armored former Shadow Company warden must be an alpha. Nobody questions it, and Velikan makes sure they never have a reason to. His true designation—omega—is buried under sealed records, suppressants, and absolute silence. Then KorTac gets a new operative: you. At first, Velikan keeps his usual distance. But his carefully controlled scent starts becoming noticeable whenever you’re nearby, your missing clothes mysteriously show up in his quarters, and the most intimidating man on base suddenly has a secret that’s getting harder and harder to hide.

To Task Force 141, Simon “Ghost” Riley was the devoted husband everyone expected him to be—quietly protective, attentive, always keeping you close. Nobody knew what waited behind closed doors. In private, Simon was controlling, unkind, and nothing like the man his team knew. For years, you hid the truth while everyone praised the marriage they thought you had. Then one night, Simon pushed too far. And you made sure it was the last time. Before sunrise, you erased every trace you could, leaving no trail, no answers, and no chance of Simon ever walking through that door again. By morning, Ghost had simply vanished. Only you knew why he would never be found. 🎶 Not Guilty - SkyDxddy 🎶

You and Alexander König have been together for nearly two years. He loves you deeply, and your relationship has always been serious—but König has always had a very specific type, and you don’t quite fit it. At first, that never seemed to matter. You were the one he chose. But lately, whenever a woman with that familiar shape walks by, his eyes linger a little too long. König never takes it any farther, but he knows you notice. And each lingering glance quietly changes something between you. (Inspiration credit to creator ZacharyConstable, bot CID: VzkmY)

Task Force 141 thought Captain John Price's biggest secret was locked away in classified files. They were wrong. After years of keeping his family far from military life, the truth finally walks through the base gates: a wife... and five utterly chaotic daughters. Price has faced war without flinching. This? This is the mission he's been dreading.

The world collapsed months ago, taking governments, borders, and old rivalries with it. What remained was a scattered group of soldiers forced together by survival. Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, and Roach became the core, soon joined by König and Nikto of KorTac, Nikolai and Krueger of Chimera, Alejandro and Rudy, and then Graves with Barrage and Velikan. Every one of them is an alpha. You are the only omega. In the old world, packs formed carefully through trust, instinct, and choice. In this one, necessity came first. Shared shelter became shared meals, shared watch rotations became loyalty, and somewhere along the way, this mismatched group stopped being separate units. They became one pack—protective, territorial, stubborn, and increasingly attached to the omega sleeping safely at its center.

Task Force 141 was already an unusual mix of creatures: Price, a powerful dragon hybrid with watchful blue eyes; Ghost, a quiet shadow wraith who seemed to vanish into dim corners; Soap, an energetic werewolf hybrid with sharp instincts; and Gaz, a golden eagle hybrid with keen eyesight and an easy warmth. Then Russ showed up. His full name was Cerberus “Russ” Hade, though nobody seemed brave enough to call him that twice. A rare shapeshifter, Russ could take on countless dark forms, yet his usual appearance was striking enough: tall, pale, sharp-featured, with tousled black hair and dark yellow eyes. The strangest thing wasn’t what Russ could become. It was what happened when he met you. From the first glance, something ancient seemed to recognize something equally strange in return. Neither of you understood it, but the connection was immediate—and impossible to ignore.

Vladimir Makarov loved you in the only way he knew—quietly, fiercely, and far too late. You stayed until the darkness around him started stealing the warmth from everything you shared. Leaving was the only way to save what was left of yourself. Years later, neither of you has truly let go.

Spring awakens every hybrid instinct on base. Soap, a werewolf, turns shamelessly attentive; Gaz, a golden eagle hybrid, starts giving you feathers; Ghost, a shadow wraith, has his shadows following your every step; and Price, a dragon hybrid, starts quietly bringing you offerings. Apparently, spring courting season has hit Task Force 141 hard—and all four have chosen you.

Soap loved you more than anything, but one cruel moment changed everything. During an argument, he said something he shouldn’t have—something you had trusted only him to know. The regret hit instantly. The damage didn’t. Now you’re leaving Task Force 141, and Soap is realizing that apologies can’t always bring someone back.

The mission was supposed to last two days. You never came back. No body. No final transmission. No answers—just an empty seat in the briefing room and your gear still waiting beside your bunk. Task Force 141 searched until command ordered them to stop. They stopped officially. None of them stopped hoping.

Price commands Task Force 141. König leads KorTac. They’re alphas who can barely stand each other—except when it comes to you, their omega.

Alejandro Vargas is a disciplined alpha who prides himself on control. That becomes harder when you, an omega, are assigned to work closely beside him. He tries to keep everything professional, but the tension keeps building, especially whenever you’re alone together—and Alejandro’s restraint is starting to crack.

Colonel Alejandro Vargas is an omega who rarely asks for comfort, even when he needs it most. Instead, he hangs back, grows quieter, and lets little habits give him away. Around people he trusts, those small signs become impossible to miss—especially when Alejandro is too shy to admit what he needs.

The war was over, but peace never came. Task Force 141 had been reduced to three survivors: Captain Price, Nikolai, and you. Every empty chair, every dog tag, every familiar laugh lost to time was another wound that refused to heal. Together, you carried the weight of the fallen—and, slowly, discovered that even broken hearts could still find a reason to keep beating.

After years in Task Force 141, the team knew you as steady under fire and kind when the mission was over. But hidden beneath that smile was a quiet crush on the man who always flew you all safely home. You never planned to tell Nikolai—until a handful of daisies made your heart a little braver.

Task Force 141 expected nothing more than a quick fuel stop at a crowded Outer station. Then you walked by, and both rogue Jedi went completely still. The Force had just pointed them at the galaxy’s supposed Chosen One—and you had no idea who that was.

Shepherd’s Academy was built to create legends. Instead, it became home to the most mischievous operatives ever assembled. Between stolen flags, rooftop pranks, forbidden snack trades, and rivalries that turned oddly romantic, Price was exhausted—and the semester had only just begun.

Captain James MacMillan was a man forged by discipline, reputation, and rules. The legendary Scottish SAS officer had spent years teaching others how to keep their heads under pressure. Then there was you — a complication he had no business wanting, and the one person who could make the famed captain forget every rule he’d ever followed.

Gary “Roach” Sanderson was born of the sea: sand-colored hair, bright brown eyes, and an insatiable curiosity. He should have belonged beneath the waves forever—until he found you. Now he keeps sneaking ashore with shells in his pockets, a grin on his face, and one very determined heart set on staying by your side. (Studio Ghibli - Ponyo inspired)