11 Works by potpourroot
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pwps in a bottle (one-shot collection) by buu, potpourroot
Fandoms: Alien Stage (Web Series)
05 May 2026
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a collection of less-than-pwps that has maybe good smut in it, but not much else for plot. each chapter will be a new pwp! please check chapter title for the au/remix and look over author's notes for additional warnings, and tags will be updated!
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"I like... girls."
"Liar. I've seen you make out with guys before."
"S'just... making out. No fucking."
"Not yet," Ivan corrects. "Do you know you got drugged?"or: Ivan drugs Till and takes him home.
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"What's up?" Ivan tries.
A quick scan of Till's face shows he's barely slept, stressed out of his mind by projects he's sure, and Ivan's heart pangs with worry. His makeup is worn like he wasn't able to take it off the night before and had to simply redraw the eyeliner. Still, there's a seriousness in his face that Ivan can't overlook.
Till looks focused when he demands, "Strip."
Or: Till is so stressed out about his midterms.
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- Part 1 of [🏈💀/jockemo/Ωverse ]
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For the most part, though, knowing what one's dynamic is is entirely obsolete. The concept of dynamics, of Alpha and Omega, are all but bred out of existence long before Ivan was captured from the slums and brought here to be taught civilization — that is, a civilization of a sort. Ivan isn't even that well-read, given that he doesn't have much time out of his other studies, but he discovered through forbidden texts that most humans that are alive right now are Beta thanks to the Aliens' meddling.
It really didn't matter.
That's what Ivan told himself, anyway, until his dynamic presented.
Or: Alpha and omega were bred out of humans... unless you're Ivan and Till.
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"Till, baby, look ahead," he says mockingly, knowing that Till hates it when Ivan uses pet names, and especially during sex. He's stuck wheezing for air to protest. "Dash cam."
Otherwise known as: Ivan fucks Till in front of a random dash cam. That's it, that's the fic.
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"Remember taking this photo?"
"O-oh—!!" Cool anxiety replaces Till's pheromones. He attempts to snatch the phone from Ivan's hand, but his movements are too uncoordinated, and his fingers too clumsy. Ivan keeps it away from reach. "How— how did you get that?!"
"Apparently," Ivan starts, locking away his phone and putting it away in a pocket like it's not a problem anymore. It's already been handled before it can grow into a bigger issue. "The person you originally sent this to— your ex, right? He was getting ready to blackmail you with this photo, but I took care of it."
Or: Really, Ivan took care of it, and is continuing to take care.
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- Part 2 of [ 🎸💀/rockemo/Ωverse ]
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Dewey sets Till up with courier that looks kind of familiar to a certain someone. It ends exactly as Till expected.
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"Couldn't you make time for me? I'm a bad boy who lacks direction," he coos, unapologetic, and entirely unconvincing. "Only Sunbae's experience can hope to fix me."
"What… so it's my job to fix you now?" Till's laugh is breathy. "Listening to me jack off isn't going to fix whatever problem you have."
Otherwise known as: Slice of Situationship with Rock Ivan and Actor Till!
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"Please let me attend the aftershow. It sounds fun."
Till looks more pleased than ever.
"Okay," Till decides. He swings a toned arm over Ivan's shoulder, sliding their bodies close. His other hand traces against Ivan's chest, right where he signed. Ivan's breath hitches, unsure of where he should pay attention to. "Should tell you, the aftershow is kind of exclusive. As in, you, me, and my trailer."
In which the aftershow is just sex.
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"Don't touch me."
Ivan laughs; it's empty and performative. He likes the fight in Till's eyes, his tone, and his scent. And Ivan likes too how futilely Till struggles against his restraints.
His dark eyes bear into Till's angry green ones.
"You're my pet, Till. You don't have a say."
"You're an idiot for paying for me," Till scoffs.
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Tonight's energy coincides with the full moon beyond the venue walls. It oozes with desperation and loneliness and sexuality. At an Unknown Sorrow concert, no one "goes home" alone. Their agent books venues where there are an abundance of love hotels in walking distance, and it doesn't help that the drugs and the alcohol lowers inhibitions enough that young, know-no-better omega forget to take their blockers at the right moment, and are thus triggered into phantom heats.
It happens at concerts like this where alpha and omega at varying cycles are assembled together. Only the naive would go alone, and the downright stupid would go alone as an omega.
Or: Till goes to an Unknown Sorrow concert as an omega and is triggered into a phantom heat.
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- Part 1 of [ 🎸💀/rockemo/Ωverse ]