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The Last of the Real Ones by Chlorokin
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types
18 May 2025
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Summary
How godsforsaken must the stars over Jaskier's birth have been, for the bard to be the last omega born in almost half a century?
For the bard’s whole life, he’s had to dodge alphas who never got to claim an omega of their own before they all started dying off. In the years since the bard left home, Jaskier has learned a great deal about the way of the world, not all of it lovely, but he wouldn’t trade any of the bad to be a captive under his parents iron rule again. They’d done their utmost to mold Jaskier into the perfect omega: a womb for breeding and a pretty face. Someone to be married off to a rutting alpha lord who wanted a whole gaggle of noble babies.
Everything Jaskier has never wanted to be, and being the last of a dying breed has stolen so much joy from Jaskier.
He knew that it was only instinct that drove alphas to covet and endeavor to breed with the bard. But Jaskier was his own person, godsdamn it, and ‘no’ should bloody well mean no.
So the bard hides out in the wilderness during his heats, all alone, horny, and bored half to death.
And for years it works. Until by chance, Jaskier is found by an alpha in the middle of his heat. An alpha witcher.
Series
- Part 1 of The Last of a Dying Breed