It’s inevitable, Dunk knows. Being an alpha comes with predatory instincts. There will always be a primal rage to hunt down his omega-mate all while tearing down threats with his bare teeth. So he holds on to the belief that he is human first, a man before anything else, and an alpha second.
A true alpha never loses himself. Remember that.
But that was before Aerion Targaryen.
You know what they say about virgins? They’re a freak of nature, possessive and dangerous, with thoughts that even the most experienced would hesitate to have. And Dunk is a young, virgin alpha who tries to hide his growing obsession with one omega who doesn’t even know he exists at all.
Before he can gather anything resembling a thought, Aerion takes his hand and laces their fingers, and Dunk can only notice how he dwarfs the smaller hand, feeling a bit insecure about how rough his palm feels against the smooth skin. But Aerion has a surprisingly strong grip for someone so slight and pulls him toward a table where four members of the Targaryen family sit, staring at them in open bewilderment.
“This is him,” Aerion says, hooking his arm through Dunk’s and pressing in close, smaller body warm against his side. “My boyfriend.”
Dunk freezes. Very, very still. Because that is… not right.
(Or Dunk has to keep pretending to be Aerion’s boyfriend— partly to avoid getting torn to shreds by an overly-dramatic family for hurting his pretend lover’s entirely imaginary feelings, and partly because he’s hopelessly in love and will take what he can get.)
It’s inevitable, Dunk knows. Being an alpha comes with predatory instincts. There will always be a primal rage to hunt down his omega-mate all while tearing down threats with his bare teeth. So he holds on to the belief that he is human first, a man before anything else, and an alpha second.
A true alpha never loses himself. Remember that.
But that was before Aerion Targaryen.
You know what they say about virgins? They’re a freak of nature, possessive and dangerous, with thoughts that even the most experienced would hesitate to have. And Dunk is a young, virgin alpha who tries to hide his growing obsession with one omega who doesn’t even know he exists at all.
just a short thread I made on twitter for a long oneshot fic I will post soon... nsfw, age-gap, threesome, time-travel fic.
married sirius x sev x young sirius; young sirius x young sev
Sirius always wondered what his future would look like. He already knew what he wanted for himself, and he knew his life wouldn’t be the one his mother wanted for him.
The Marauders along with a few fellow Gryffindors, followed a ritual and drank a potion that let them glimpse the future. When Sirius took it and fell asleep, he woke to find himself standing outside a cottage, staring through the window as an older Snape cradled a baby.
Snape recognized him, rolled his eyes, muttered something insulting, and let him inside which was strange and completely out of character in Sirius’s mind. He noticed the ring on the older man’s finger, saw the domesticity James had always wanted for himself with Lily.
Sirius was disoriented and started hurling insults at Snape, saying he didn’t deserve this future because he was a Death Eater or so Sirius assumed in his own time. He even accused him of stealing Lily from James. And Snape had the nerve to laugh and tease him for it.
“I’ve forgotten how much of a blundering buffoon you are, Sirius.” It wasn’t even an insult w/ how oddly fond Snape said his name. Sirius felt himself flush because Snape was older! Had grown into himself, more confident and assured. Sirius had to admit the man had a softer edge.
Hours were spent with Sirius explaining his time-travel dilemma to Snape. He asked about the others and Snape answered. Snape seemed a little too familiar w/ the situation, and Sirius finally asked how he knew he was coming, then the realization came—
Sirius thought he was seeing Snape’s future instead of his own. That maybe Snape married Lily, not James. But the longer he stayed in the house, the more it felt like it was his. Like this future belonged to him esp when he saw the baby with those obvious Black features.
Sirius felt like he couldn’t breathe because how could this be his future? Sirius asked if they were married and how they ended up together which Snape refused to answer, and they ended up arguing because at the end of the day, Sirius knew what ticked Sn—Severus off—
And Sirius had to push his wife against the wall and kissed him. His wife kissed him back just as fiercely.
He was led to their bedroom, their clothes shed hastily. Sirius craved being inside his wife (being home) so much that he didn’t even realize he was begging as he thrust.
Severus shushed his pleas, whispering soft endearments. “You won’t hurt me, Siri... I can take it... Let your wife take care of you... It’s alright, Sirius.”
And they made love with all the emotions Sirius never thought he was capable of, that his mother stripped him of.
But then he felt obsessed and crazed enough to bite and bruise. Severus was proud of him then. Kept telling him there was a reason he was his, and not anyone else. That they were made for each other.
Only Severus could handle the madness in him.
Then just as Sirius was about to fill his wife’s womb again, he caught sight of his future self leaning against the door with a smug little smirk, watching his youngself abuse and fuck his wife stupid.
“You listen to me, and you listen carefully, Lex. You are an omega, you can’t change what you are. Do you think anyone will see a genius when they look at you? No, they will see what you are, what is between your legs. If I hand this company to you, if I call you my heir, they won’t support you. They’ll tear you apart. And the company will collapse, my legacy with it.”
Pitiful. Weak. Omega—
“You already know how the world works, Lex,” Lionel presses. “But you still think yourself above it...”
It’s been twelve years since Lex has seen himself as an omega, since his father treats him like shit, since his mother acts like a victim through it all. He’s already built the ideal life, the ideal form until he’d almost forgotten what it was like being one… until Superman.
It's an AU where Loki was born centuries (almost a millenium) after Thor, and by the time Loki is almost of age, Thor is about to be crowned King of Asgard.
(An excuse to write an age gap fic w/ unhinged obsessed twink Loki + DILF himbo King Thor.)
Loki's Jötunn blood is an open secret known only to a few, though everyone knows he is adopted. There was a civil war in Jötunheim, and baby Loki was sent to Asgard. It wasn't Odin's mercy that saved him, but Thor's. It was Thor who protected him, supported him, loved him.
From that day, Loki's loyalty was never to the throne, but to Thor alone.
Instead of vying for Odin's approval, Loki is obsessed with Thor's. He will defend him, scheme for him, and destroy anyone who dares to tarnish his golden name—
Because Thor is his savior, his past – his future. The man who gave him hope, who sends strange butterflies through him with every glance… and leaves his sheets wet, cunt clenching, with the thought of him.
The people praise Thor as a benevolent king, beloved across the Nine Realms. That he belongs to the people.
But Loki knows that Thor is his first. And he will do anything for him, offer his older brother his everything.
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