possessive behavior

Eighth Year at Hogwarts was supposed to be Hermione’s. And it is, just not in the way she expects. Omegaverse fic.

Hermione Granger wanted to lose control. And Draco Malfoy wanted to take it.

A Golden Girl missing.A Slytherin Prince trapped.An Order holding secrets.And a Dark Lord ruling. Warning: Dark AU (not dark main character) with deep discussions of trauma caused by physical, emotional, and sexual abuse. This fic starts out in the midst of the darkness, and shows the trauma, and healing journeys of each character as they fight to keep as much of themselves as possible, in a world trying to take it all. (The rape is not between Draco and Hermione)

fucking jimin has always been jeongguk's favourite hobby. ruts just made it that much more special. translated to vietnamese here.

packs merge all the time. it's survival. jimin knows that, but what he's not prepared for is the attention he's getting from a certain jeon jeongguk, the alpha's son.

Kinktober 2020 (Except I'm not really following any guidelines.) Izuku is hit by a strange kink-centered quirk. Bakugou offers to assist him with his explorations. A cohesive plot based kinktober fic. Kinks listed in chapter titles, tags will update with each chapter.*Story and editing complete!*

Oneshots (some turned into multiple chapters, mostly smut) I write about the CoD ensemble Minors do not interact!!!

After months of living in the hotel, you’d come to know and be friends with everyone. You notice that Alastor was acting a bit strange today. Turns out, it’s time for his antlers to shed velvet. In an attempt to become friends with him, you offer to help.

You know you should address this: this need to be something groundbreaking to someone. To want someone to be this obsessed with you, no matter how sick that someone is. You know you would have gone to the police if your stalker was a sleazy, weak-wristed man from the pub. You would’ve moved houses already, changed your name and closed your social media accounts, quit everything if your stalker was small and ugly and weak. But now that you know he’s relatively good-looking, does something dangerous and has a lot of money, and looks like he could fuck and fight half the city by himself, you’re not in that much of a hurry to go to the authorities.

You sincerely think your shop must be cursed since Overlords seem to frequent it, but nothing prepares you for the Radio Demon crossing the threshold of your shop.

You're just a low tier supe. Expendable, in the eyes of Vought. The perfect "chew toy" to throw to Homelander in order to keep him satisfied. You were only supposed to shadow him for one week, so you can make his character more realistic in the propaganda game that Vought contracted you to work on. It was only supposed to be for one week, but you should know that Homelander isn't going to let you go that quickly. *Mind the tags!!!

If Shen Yuan wanted to steal his life so desperately... ...Then Shen Jiu would gladly give it to him... Betrayed by his loved ones, and killed by his husband... Shen Jiu lived a miserable life from start to finish; but when he woke up sixteen years in the past with the ability to change his fate. Shen Jiu swore to get his revenge on those who deceived him and make them pay... ...Falling in love wasn't part of his plans though...

It has been decades since your last victory together. Since you stood by his side.He’s had quite the difficult time following you after your departure. But now, as old friends become your enemies, Astarion thinks it is time you return to him—where you belong.The only thing that has ever, truly, satisfied him.

It’s been five months, and still Alex is never completely prepared for Henry’s performances. Private or otherwise.Or,Henry is a night dancer, and he’s everything Alex wants.

"My eggs are ready," Neuvillette purred against Wriothesley's skin, and Wriothesley sucked in a quiet breath.

Harry is extremely protective of his boyfriend Draco. When some asshole attempts to grab Draco’s hip to dance, Harry springs into action, ready to burn the bar to the ground.

On the day Aemond lost an eye, he was but thirteen namedays old, whilst his darling nephew was merely ten, yet there was blood on that sweet boy's hands. Rather than allowing such a thing to go unpunished, both Blacks and Greens suffer a lose that unites them. Whilst Criston Cole is banished from the crownlands for the entirety of his life and stripped of his titles, Lucerys is banished from King's Landing and Dragonstone until the king seems him worthy to return. Eight years later, Corlys returns with the prodigal son in tow. No one expected for Lucerys to grow into such a violent thing and neither did they expect for him to follow in his mother's footsteps and claim a Hightower as his best friend. But eight years is long. With war in his veins and blood staining his hands, Lucerys has changed. For better or for worse, Aemond does not know.

Sukuna has always been a being that covets what is his. His vessel is no exception. AU where Sukuna successfully drags Yuuji down to his level.

When Daemon Targaryen found himself crowned King, his first real decision was to make sure his niece was safe. If it meant putting her in a tower - then so be it. Little did he know back then how much he would enjoy keeping their life a secret - even when it no longer involved just her.

You killed one man, and it ended up with you in Hell. Not only that, but your demon form is that of a vampire bat. I suppose another one BITES the dust, eh?

A few days into the Nibelheim mission, Cloud goes into heat.

It’s not like he actually has feelings for Deku. He’s just making sure no one can hurt the little fucker. He still maintained that sweet, innocent naivety from high school, despite everything that had happened to him. Katsuki had seen people try to take advantage of that and he’d been the one to comfort the damned nerd when his heart got broken again and again. So why not just cut the issue off at the root–leave no space in their lives for someone to fuck with Deku again. No one has gotten close to the nerd since Katsuki took it up to be his personal hero. Good, because Izuku doesn’t need anyone except for Katsuki. Katsuki and Izuku go on an away mission together and it tests Katsuki and his "not feelings" for the nerd.

You were just a tester for your friend's project. On the last days, you go to sleep and wake up in Twisted Wonderland (the game your friend worked on). But instead of waking up in Night Raven College, you found yourself in Royal Sword Academy. At least before Yuu somehow begs for you to come with him.

Husk and Angel have been getting along like a house on fire recently, spending more and more of their time around each other. Alastor is aware he's not especially... open to change, but he thinks he deals spectacularly well with this new development. (he does not)

“We really aren’t supposed to let omegas down here when our more feral alphas are in rut like this,” the beta hedged once the lift opened up to the basement floor. “Well, I won’t tell if you won’t,” Mingi said flippantly, breezing past the beta to follow the alluring scent that had been calling to him ever since he’d first entered the illegal auction house. As Mingi drew closer and closer to the growling, muzzled alpha chained up in a pen at the far end of the room, it seemed like his many years of searching for his true mate were finally about to pay off. And oh, he was perfect.

In the shadowed edges of a town bordered by ancient woods, where the line between myth and reality blurs, lives Hyunjin—a being of rare beauty and even rarer secrets. Masquerading as a beta among a society woven from the threads of alpha dominance and beta resilience, he harbors the truth of his omega identity, a rarity that could spell both salvation and doom. Amidst whispered tales of a cursed lineage and a world teetering on the edge of imbalance, Hyunjin finds solace in the depths of the forest, where a bond forged in peril with a baby fox named Aura becomes his only ally against the loneliness that cloaks his existence. But the arrival of the formidable Lunaris Pack, with histories entwined in vengeance and shadows, threatens to unravel the fragile peace Hyunjin has found. Unknown to him, they carry with them a legacy of hatred towards his ancestors. As the pack delves into the mysteries of rogue attacks that beckon them to this secluded town, where every heart hides a secret, and every secret holds the power to change the world, their path and Hyunjin's are set to intersect in ways that could unearth secrets long buried and challenge the very nature of the bonds that bind them.

Master Anakin Skywalker has been captured; his padawan races to a small outpost deep within Separatist space to rescue him. Because he needs rescuing. Because he's his master. Because, even if Anakin doesn't know it and even if Anakin is happily mated to some other omega, he's his alpha. Because maybe if Obi-Wan risks life and limb to save his master before the Separatists can neutralize the threat that the Hero With No Fear poses to their cause, his master will realize that Obi-Wan is no longer some youngling in need of coddling and protecting. At the very least, maybe he'll stop bringing up that unfortunate business on Melida/Daan.

New home, new clan being built, new start. Kuai Liang and his lover, Hanzo Hasashi, have a perfect set up together. Everything is as the younger Scorpion could ever ask for. ... All besides how he longs for him and Hanzo to take their relationship to the next step, but he doesn't know how he's supposed to let his lover from another timeline know that. And in the meantime, the Champion's birthday is coming up, allowing Tomas Vrbada to have the chance to branch out, meeting new and old faces, making new friends and experiencing feelings he had never before....

Hermione Granger decides to play a game of Veritaserum on Valentine's night with her two boyfriends, Draco and Theo… and Mattheo Riddle.

Jisung is kissing him before Minho even has a chance to stand up. Hot, desperate lips, fingers slipping under the hem of Minho’s shirt without hesitation. Minho arches into him, bows his head back, allowing Jisung’s lips to travel. Maybe he’ll do it now. Bite Minho. Drink from him. Minho’s legs will go weak and his knees will give and he’ll cease feeling like he’s too heavy for his own bones. “I’m not biting you in the middle of my dining room, sweetheart,” Jisung drags his teeth across Minho’s throat, teasing. (OR: Jisung is a vampire; Minho indulges.)

When world-famous violinist Dazai Osamu announces his early retirement, a part of him is sure he will never love music again. He’s in his twenties, but he’s already tired of everything. Meanwhile, up-and-coming frontman Nakahara Chuuya is everything Dazai is not: reckless, smug, and a rockstar. They’re total opposites. They could never fall in love, right? [Or: Violinist Dazai and Rockstar Chuuya do, indeed, fall in love.]Sketchy's art here!Russian translation here.

And Trent’s not a mess! He’s not. He’s got his life entirely together. He chose to reveal his source and give up his position with The Independent. He chose to start chasing book authorship as his new branch of his career tree. He chose his flat, and his car, and his life, down to the brands of tea he buys and the sorts of people he spends time with and the sheet sets he puts on his and Beatrice’s beds. He’s an adult man, for Christ’s sake. Of course, he’s got his life together. Everything is under his control, and it’s all fine. It’s entirely, completely, fully fine. Taking one last steadying breath, Trent opens his eyes and looks over the line of seven tests on the counter: the first he took a few hours ago, and the six he just took since. Each and every last one of them says he’s pregnant. Some have plus signs, some have two lines, some simply have the word pregnant. All of them may as well come together to form a little sign reading, Congratulations, Trent! You did it! You’ve finally made a goddamn bloody mess out of everything! Just wait until you have to tell Ted! Trent’s stomach turns for more reasons than one.

"Vi," Caitlyn pulled away, "We can't indulge in this. I can't just kiss a participant in a study; we have guidelines to follow.” "So we can fuck but not kiss? What if a kiss makes my fertility levels more stable?" Caitlyn hesitates, trying to think of a response. “In a strictly hypothetical manner, I suppose it is possible. However, we would need to collect more data and measure how much the kiss affects the results. There are certain parameters that need to be met. I cannot simply kiss you just because you ask-” "Time to do your testing then," Vi grabbed the back of Caitlyn's neck and pulled her for a deep kiss._Vi participates in a fertility study for money. She leaves with something more valuable.

“Why the fuck do you have a pink silly straw?” Alastor is unrepentant as he says, “It matches your vest.” “That’s not what I meant! Why the straw?!” “Oh! That’s even easier to explain! Lessens the mess. Rosie suggested it.” “I’m not a juice box!”