Thread by @nerothecryptid, I can't remember who bit I saw a post about Alphas being [...]

A submissive alpha is a good alpha. Or, at least that's what his foster parents beat into him. Keith kept low, took his scent blockers and suppressants like he was told to, and no one knew he was an alpha. It gave him a sense of peace that no one knew, no one hanging on him.

Until he, Shiro, and a few others ended up in space fighting a war. Keith begged Coran for scent blockers and suppressants, begged him not to tell anyone. Coran agreed, seeming worried about Keith (a first, aside from Shiro).

Everything tumbled out of Keith's control after his Trials. Of course he was Galra, he knew something was wrong with him. Always angry, always pushing people away. He was a bad alpha.

Badalphabadalphabadalpha-

"Keith?" A knock at his door, Shiro.

"I..I smell blood."

Keith bit back a whimper. Shiro believed that Keith didn't have a secondary gender, and he wanted to keep it that way. The door hissed open, then closed.

"Shit, Keith, you need a pod..." Shiro ghosted his fingers over Keith's shoulder,

Trilling softly, upset, turning Keith's insides out. "Come on-"

"No, no no. I'm...I'm ok, don't need it..." He didn't. Needy alphas were bad alphas.

Shiro was quiet, but slowly peeled away Keith's suit. The alpha stiffened, but didn't dare to move. An Omega was touching-

Him, he had to be still. A still alpha was a good alpha-

But he wasn't good. Never good, bad alpha-

"I always knew something was wrong with me...." Keith sunk his teeth into his lip, fighting back the urge to call out to Shiro. He had no right.

"Nothing's wrong with you, Keith. Being Galra doesn't change who you are, I trust you. Always have, always will. I'm never giving up on you."

Keith wanted to protest, but the words died on his tongue. He knew Shiro would hate him if he found out he was an alpha,

Hate him like everyone else. Shiro decided not to be with another alpha after his disastrous relationship with Adam. Keith was unworthy, always unworthy.

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Allura found his pills. Screamed at him that she knew he was hiding something.

He had cowered, tried his best to show that he was submissive, but she threw his pills away and banned him from taking more.

"Galra are already dangerous, I can't have you hiding your scent as well."

Keith spent the rest of the night in his room, sobbing.

It was only a matter of time before they found out now.

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The mission was a disaster, Keith had been caught by the aliens of the planet.

"It's an alpha." One sneered, "Dangerous. Muzzle it before the auction."

Keith's blood ran cold. Nononono anything but that-

They forced the thick leather bit into his mouth, securing the straps around his head. Keith could barely breathe, whiplashed back to his childhood when his foster parents muzzled and bound him, punishment for being an alpha. Forced to kneel and fight his natural urges in rut.

Don't let his knot inflate, don't scent, don't cry out for an Omega, don't fight. Never fight. Let omegas touch, even if it was unwanted, never act on urges. Rut was bad, always bad-

"Keith!"

He jolted, but kept his head down. Don't look up, not allowed. Eye contact was bad.

The voice swore, and picked him up from where he was sat on his knees. Keith keened behind the muzzle, the touch and pressure soothing and stoking the fire under his skin. An Omega was touching him- his rut-

He can't!

"Keith, breathe- that's it-" the Omega kept -

Constant touch on him, slowly undoing the ropes keeping his arms behind him before unclasping the muzzle. The bit was gently pulled out of his mouth, and Keith immediately scrambled away from them. The Omega needed to leave, now. Or he could- he might-

Bad alpha.

A soothing scent filled his nose, the Omega trying to calm him. He wasn't worthy, he couldn't accept the kindness, he wasn't given permission-

"Keith," the bed dipped with the weight of the Omega, when did he get to a bed? "Can I touch you?"

Cold ran down Keith's spine.

The Omega must want to bitch him. Not again, please not again-

The bed shifted, and Keith was taken off of it. Nonononono-

"Can you take a bath for me? The water will soothe you, ok?" The Omega was calm, scent calm, seemingly unbothered by Keith's disgusting scent.

His legs wobbled, and he nodded. Alphas needed to listen.

The Omega led him to the bathroom, and Keith accepted his fate. This Omega was taller, broader, and most likely stronger than him. He just hoped this one would be gentle with him, give him some sort of mercy.

"Keith, I'm gonna touch you, ok?"

He nodded slowly, keeping his head down. Be a good alpha for once in his life. His shirt was carefully taken off, and he practically yowled when the cool air hit his groin. The Omega gasped, and Keith could guess why.

Alphas bruise if their knots can't inflate, or if they've been pent up for too long. His inner thighs and groin must be a mess of black and blue.

"Oh, Keith..." The Omega started the water, and ushered Keith into it. He whimpered, preparing himself for punishment.

"Keith, how long have you been like this?"

He didn't want to answer, he shouldn't answer. But an Omega asked a question. "...l-long time..." His voice cracked.

"Ok...ok, you're ok." The Omega gently washed him, and it confused Keith. The touch was so gentle,

It threatened to shake him apart. Or was he truly shaking? The pain was getting worse. Fight the urges, not allowed to give in-

"Keith, I'm gonna help you, alright? Is that ok?"

Help him with what? The Omega didn't need to help him with anything.

He near shrieked when a hand ghosted over his groin, but as much as he wanted to push them away, he kept his iron grip on the edges of the tub.

"I know, I know it hurts..." The Omega rubbed the back of his head, trilling softly. "But you need to let go, let it happen."

Keith shook his head, screaming when the omega's hand wrapped carefully around him. The Omega murmured soft praises in his ear, stroking him gently as Keith sobbed and kicked, the pain threatening to make him combust.

"Good boy, Keith, good boy-" the omega-

Gripped his knot, holding Keith around his shoulders to keep him from falling apart.

Keith was barely conscious after he came, barely feeling the Omega cleaning him up, drying him off, and carrying him out of the bathroom.

He blinked slowly when he was piled into a bunch of soft blankets, and a solid, warm weight was next to him, holding him close.

"Keith..?"

He blinked again, looking up to see Shiro looking him over with open concern. Keith felt new tears forming, what was Shiro doing here?

"You're alright, hun, it's ok." Shiro was petting him, purring softly.

"What...what are you..?" Keith was confused, Shiro had better things to do than be here with him- wait. He looked around, this was a nest. Keith didn't build nests, wasn't allowed.

"It's ok, I built us-

A nest." Shiro gently pulled Keith back to him. "We found you after we noticed you had gotten caught....they muzzled you."

Keith froze, panic blooming in his ribs.

"Keith-"

The alpha pushed away, quickly scrambling out of the nest he had no business in.

He started to ramble apologies, shaking, begging Shiro not to hurt him like others had.

But Shiro didn't seem angry, he calmly moved closer to Keith, leaning close to his neck and nuzzled against his scent glands. Keith keened, terrified, even as Shiro picked him up again-

And set him in the nest.

"Do you want to scent me, Keith?" Shiro's question was gentle, calm. He was giving Keith a choice, something he was never able to have. He wanted to scent Shiro, ever since they met. It made him a bad alpha-

Shiro guided Keith's head to rest on his-

Shoulder, near a scent gland. Keith whined, burying his face into Shiro's neck. The Omega simply purred in satisfaction, holding Keith so lovingly it had the alpha sobbing again.

Keith wailed as he told Shiro about his past, why he hid, why he was a bad alpha-

"Keith, you are /not/ a bad alpha." Shiro took a deep breath when fear spiked in Keith's scent. "Those animals were wrong, you aren't bad. Alphas aren't dangerous."

He continued to cry, rambling on about how he was turned out for omegas and other alphas, his parents telling him 'if he can't be a good alpha then they will make him an omega'. Shiro held him tighter, purring in an attempt to soothe.

"Don't- don't hurt me- please I'll be good-"

"I'm never going to hurt you, sunshine. Just, tell me what I can do to help-"

Keith whined at the thought of being touched, but Shiro was safe, safe and warm. Right?

"What do /you/ want me to do, sunbeam?"

He looked at Shiro, tears falling, and whimpered. "Love me..."

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