#abo soulmate

[dropofbittersea]

Beacon Hills High and Lycan Heights High are well-known enemies. Derek Hale, Lycan Heights' star quarter-back, is well-known for being aggressive and arrogant.

Imagine Stiles surprise when he discovers that Derek Hale is actually his soul-mate.

#derek hale #sterek #stiles stilinski #fanfic #teen wolf #ao3 #soulmate marks #soulmates au #soulmates #fated mates #jock!derek #high school au #abo dynamics #alpha derek hale #alpha!derek #omega!stiles

[larryaboworld]

BURNING SOUL

Words: 39k

A/B/O - Soulmate

Written for the @1daboficfest

https://archiveofourown.org/works/47462689

MATE.

“What?” He whispered to himself. His boots crunched into the dirt as he stepped out of Greyhound bus. The immediate energy he felt was safe, welcoming contentment. He hadn’t felt that in a long time. He squinted as he looked around the small city nestled in the mountains. Or was it a big town? A nearby green sign read “Seven Corners, Population 101,000”

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Louis is a rogue Omega wolf, all he wants is a new start. Will he allow himself to fully embrace what awaits him, or will he run again, too damaged by past hurt?

#abo fic fest #abo #soulmates

[cherryeol04]

Valentine’s Surprise

➻ Pairings: Minho x Chan

➻ Genre: slice of life, romance, college au, wolf au

➻ Additional:  humor, angst, misunderstandings, soulmates au

➻ Word Count: 3.5K

➻ Warnings: 

➻ Author’s notes: This story is cross posted on multiple sites under the same username!

“And then Mr. Kim mansplained why doing the project earlier was more beneficial.” Minho sighed, closing his eyes at the memory, though mostly to help ease the tension in his eyes from staring at the glowing screen in front of him. Though he didn’t keep them closed for long, not wanting to miss a moment of seeing Chan’s beautiful face. It was hard for them to get time to talk like this. Even if Chan was only a few more hours ahead of him in time zones, they both lead pretty busy lives. So Minho was greedy when it came to his time with his boyfriend.

“And what could he have possibly explained -”

“Mansplained.” Minho corrected and Chan rolled his eyes lovingly at the other.

“You’re a man too, babe.” 

Snorting, Minho crossed his arms, glaring at Chan as hard as he could, though judging by the laughter, he probably came off more of like a cute kitten as Chan has often told him. “It’s the principal of it, Channie. He was talking down to me like I was some helpless omega.” he scoffed. “I wouldn’t put it past him to be the type of person that still believes an omega’s place is in the home, caring for twenty litters of pups.”

“Twenty - oh my god.” Chan choked. “That’s an excessive amount of pups, don’t you think?” he asked, eyeing the screen warily. 

“Of course not!” Minho grinned as he leaned in closer, eyes locking on the camera lens. “Don’t you want to have a big family with me, Channie?” This time he was pouting and perhaps laying it on a little thick. Though it was worth it as he watched Chan’s cheeks heat up, despite the graininess of the video call. Even Chan’s HD camera was no match for Skype’s shit quality. “Hmm?”

“Of course I do, Minho.” Chan cleared his throat. “But twenty is definitely too many pups to have. We’d be eaten out of house and home.” Well, Chan did have a point about that. Okay, maybe they wouldn’t have that many pups, but they would at least have one and that thought alone pleased his wolf in ways that Minho really didn’t want to acknowledge. He wasn’t the type that liked to rely on his instincts and be the “typical” omega type. But there was something about Chan that had him wanting to do all the homely things that many associated with his second gender. He wanted to provide a wonderful home and family for his alpha.

“You win this round, Mr. Bang.” he teased as he sat back in his chair. “But just so you know, this war isn’t over.” He giggled, beaming when Chan laughed as well. He loved the way Chan laughed - how his shoulders shook and eyes turned into crescents. And his dimples were always on display when he laughed. They were possibly Minho’s favorite part of Chan’s body. Their happy little bubble burst when Chan’s alarm went off, startling them both. Minho watched with sad eyes as he picked it up and turned off the annoying sound before looking back at him.

“I have to go.” He whispered.

“I know.” Minho could feel the sadness radiating off of Chan through the computer and he was sure it was the same for the other. Ending their calls was always the worst, but they couldn’t stay on video all the time, as much as Minho liked to argue. Even with all his cunning ideas, it still wouldn’t work out, but he gave it a valiant effort every time. “I miss you.” He could feel the heat dusting his cheeks, but decided to ignore it. He hadn’t meant to say that out loud, but it was too late to take back the words. Not that he was lying or anything. He really did miss Chan, even with him right in front of him like this.

“I miss you too, Minnie.” Minho’s heart fluttered, chest swelling with an emotion he had felt so many times that it could only be love. That or it was heartburn and he still hadn’t deciphered which it was yet. “I love you.”

Minho scrunched up his face, looking away to avoid making a fool of himself. He wanted to giggle, or coo or flail about. Every time Chan said those words, he had such a visceral reaction that he just couldn’t handle himself. “I love you too…I guess.” he shrugged, hoping his voice sounded as indifferent as he wanted it to be.

“I would hope, you’re kinda stuck with me for life.” Chan lifted his right wrist, his fingers grazing over the mark and watching it glow a beautiful golden yellow. Looking down his left wrist, Minho watched as his own mark glowed, reacting to his soulmate, even though they were miles apart. 

“Wouldn’t have it any other way.” He whispered, lifting his eyes back to the screen. “You should go. Text me when you get home.” 

“Always.” Chan grinned. “Remember to eat today.” Chan’s set him with a stern gaze.

“I will.” He probably wouldn’t, especially if he got wrapped up in the choreography for his upcoming dance evaluation. But Chan didn’t need to know that, right now at least. 

“Good. Talk to you later, baby.”

“Bye.” Minho always refused to be the one to end the call, and he silently hoped each and every time that Chan wouldn’t end the call either. But just like all the previous times, the call ended and Minho was left in nothing but the static silence of his bedroom - feeling alone. His wolf howled in agony, the dramatic little thing because he knew it wasn’t the end of their relationship. Chan would text like always, Minho was sure of that, but trying to convince his wolf of that was like talking to a brick wall. 

So Minho resigned himself to his daily cycle of sadness and forced himself out of his chair to go and get ready for dance practice. At least if he was doing something, he wouldn’t notice the sadness as much. 

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Felix stared worriedly as Minho paced the floor of their practice room. He looked flushed and agitated and if it wasn’t for the thick Eucalyptus scent wafting from the other, Felix would have been inclined to believe that Minho was sick. 

He felt that way. Minho felt absolutely nauseated- wrought with worry because Chan had stopped answering his calls and texts. Minho would be understanding if it had been a one time occurance, or if Chan called him back, but he didn’t. For the past couple of days, no matter what Minho did, Chan never answered. His read receipts were suddenly turned off as well as his location services. Every phone call would ring twice before going straight to voicemail and Chan’s status on Skype was always offline. 

It’s like the man just disappeared off the face of the Earth! How was that even possible? For a popular and good looking alpha like chan to just go missing?

Minho froze in his tracks as a horrendous thought crossed his mind. What if Chan was cheating on him? 

He snorted to himself. No, not Chan. He was as loyal as one person could possibly be and not a mean bone in his body. He wouldn’t cheat.

But…

It was the only explanation for the sudden behavior change. It all made sense if he thought about it. And it’s not like he could blame Chan. They were separated by miles of land and ocean, and at least two if not three time zones. They’ve only ever seen each other through video calls. Their relationship was the epitome of long-distance. 

“Hyung.”

What if Chan had met someone else? Someone prettier and better? More willing to bend to the stereotypical behavior of an omega? Someone who didn’t sass back as much as Minho did. Who expressed themselves better than Minho ever could? Someone who was within arms reach that Chan could touch and hold and kiss and…mate with.

“Hyung?”

What if Chan had met a better mate and was getting ready to break their soulmate bond?

“Minho hyung!” 

Jerking back at the touch to his cheek, Minho blinked rapidly, clearing the tears blurring his vision. Since when had he started crying? Frowning, he reached out and wiped the tears aways with a little more aggression than necessary. Stupid tears. Stupid emotions. Stupid Chan!

“Minho hyung, what’s wrong?” Minho knew Felix had been standing there, but it wasn’t until that moment that he actually registered his presence fully. The younger beta was staring at him with such worried eyes that Minho wanted to cower from the gaze. He didn’t want to feel like a burden. 

“Nothing.” He spat and immediately regretted his words at the forlorn expression tossed his way and was quick to apologize. “I’m sorry.” 

“It’s okay hyung.” Felix whispered, eyes shaking with emotion. “But something is wrong.” He stated firmly. “You can tell me, I want to try and help.”

Minho took a few shuddering breaths, trying to calm himself down because he certainly didn’t want to snap at Felix again. He really was only trying to help. And it’s not like he put these horrible thoughts in Minho’s brain. No, Minho only had himself to blame (and Chan). “It’s really nothing.” He tried to assure, but faltered. “Actually…Chan stopped texting me and answering my calls.” He said slowly. “Did he mention anything to you about…anything really?”

There was a look of realization that crossed Felix’s features only to be quickly replaced by a look of deliberation. Minho squinted at him, poking his side a few times. 

“Felix…what do you know?”

“Huh? Um, well…” the way Felix trailed off was a bit suspicious, like he was trying to think up an excuse. “I remember him saying something about a deadline and you know Channie hyung gets when he’s composing.”

Oh yes, Minho knew first hand how wrapped up in his work Chan could get. But even when focused on his work, Chan would always call him back when he was done. This wasn’t normal working Chan behavior. But the fact that Felix didn’t seem worried did help to put the Omega’s worries at ease. If only slightly. 

“I guess.” He muttered, heaving another sigh. Reaching up, he rubbed his cheeks, taking note of how hot they were, but that was to be expected. He was still pretty worked up. “Whatever. Let’s just start practice.”

“You sure hyung?”

“Yeah.” Turning, Minho headed over to the counter and started the music, effectively ending all conversations. 

——

Minho really should have listened to his body more. Despite the fact that he had been hot during practice, he had told himself at the time that it was just because he was upset. And that wasn’t a lie. He had been upset and was still upset, even days later. It was going on a week and half since he last heard from Chan and no matter how hard he pressed Felix, the younger Australian had no information about his older cousin. And that only added to the stress and worry and negative thoughts. But even all that couldn’t explain how hot he was becoming. He should have realized days ago that this was a sign his heat was coming, but Minho was so wrapped up in the “cheating” scandal he had fabricated in his mind that he lapsed in caring for himself.

Now he lay prone on his bed - a naked, panting mess that absolutely refused to do anything to help ease the pain. And why would he when the one thing - one person that helped him through his heats was missing in action. Over the three years that Minho knew Chan, the other had always been there for him, talking him through each orgasm until they were both a trembling, sticky mess on a video screen. Not the ideal way Minho wanted to be with Chan, but he would take anything and everything he could get. 

But his alpha was gone and he was in pain. It was like his body knew Chan wasn’t there and was rebelling against him like it was Minho’s fault. His wolf was antsy, howling and searching for that connection, but in his heat induced delirium, he couldn’t find it. Had Minho had a better grip on his thoughts, he would have known their bond wasn’t broken if he only touched his mark. But as it was, he could barely remember his own name as he writhed and curled up into a ball as another cramp claimed him. A harsh sob wretched itself from his throat and all he could think about was just wishing for the heat to end.

A sudden knock to his door pulled Minho out of his spiraling thoughts, the fog momentarily lifting as he tried his hardest to process what had just happened. Another knock sounded shortly after, leaving Minho confused. Who would be at his apartment now of all times? He had already called off work, put in his absences with his professors and told his friends he would be out of commission for the next week. Everyone who needed to know he was going through his heat, knew, so they wouldn’t be coming to his apartment. At least he hoped not. It would be highly unprofessional if his boss or professors decided to pay him a visit. And while the thought of a teacher-student or boss-employee relationship was appealing, the only person he wanted in that authoritative role was Chan.

But Chan wasn’t there. He was probably off screwing some omega and starting his happy life while Minho laid there suffering. Begging and pleading for a higher power to bring Chan back to him. He absolutely hated this.

Another knock and Minho snapped. He pushed through the pain of the cramps, forcing himself up and out of his bed. The thought of putting on clothes sickened him, body too overheated to be confined, but he knew he couldn’t answer the door naked. Well he could, but the resulting consequence that may happen far outweighed and won over the need to be comfortable. So Minho pulled on his pajama pants and left the safety of his bedroom. The once stale air of the house came alive with a mixture of mint and eucalyptus as Minho made his way to the front door. As he reached it, another knock sounded and without so much as a care of who could be on the other side, Minho yanked the door open harshly.

“What the fuck-” he stopped mid sentence, eyes widening as he took in the body before him. “C-Chan?” There stood a very sheepishly looking alpha. His normally styled hair, now just a heap of messy black curls. There was not a lick of makeup on his face and if Minho squinted hard enough, he could make out the very light dusting of freckles along his cheeks, just like Chan had always said he had. It was a family thing, though Felix had been more blessed in that area with a whole galaxy of freckles covering his face. He was adorned in all black, but that wasn’t something unusual as it seemed to be Chan’s favorite color. 

“Hey, Minho.” He said, voice barely a whisper as he looked Minho over slowly. Minho watched the way his pupils seemed to dilate, steadily growing blacker the longer he looked at him. He felt so vulnerable under the gaze, yet desired, especially as Chan’s tongue swiped across his lips. As Chan dragged his eyes back up, he seemed to come back to himself, the tips of his ears turning a beautiful shade of red as he held out his hand, thrusting a bouquet of red and purple Baby’s Breath towards him.

Minho was stunned, blinking rapidly as he tried to formulate some sort of coherent sentence that wouldn’t sound dumb, but everything he came up with always fell flat. He wanted to interrogate Chan on where he had been and why he hadn’t been answering his calls and texts. Another part of him wanted to ask why he was even there. In the end, he settled on probably the safest topic as he took the offered bouquet. “You remembered.” 

“Of course I did. I remember everything you tell me.” Chan chuckled softly before clearing his throat. “Except for when your heat is supposed to hit.”  Minho tore his eyes away from the flowers to glare at Chan, the alpha gulping in response.

“You would have known if you had answered my calls!” he snapped. “Where the hell have you been?! Do you know how worried I was? What’s her name?”

“Huh? What?” Chan was taken aback by the angry outburst.

“What’s her name?”

“Who?”

“Don’t play dumb with me, Bang Chan. You went off the grid for over a week and you don’t think I wouldn’t know that you’re cheating on me?” he growled. “I never would have thought you would be such a no good, low down alpha to-to do this!” Minho was angry, his scent spiking exponentially. Unfortunately it wasn’t its usual sour scent. Nothing could mask the smell of his heat and the more worked up Minho became, the more potent and thick the scent filled the air.

“Baby, I don’t think this is the best place for this. Your heat.”

“This is the best place for this!” Minho snapped at him. “You have some fucking audacity to show up at my door step -” Minho paused, brows knitting together as he stared at Chan before looking around the empty apartment hallway behind him. “How did you know where I live?”

“Felix.”

“Felix?” Minho huffed and crossed his arms over his bare chest. “I knew he knew something.” 

Chan laughed, though Minho was not amused. “Yeah, he knew. I had been planning this for months.”

“You had been planning to cheat on me for months?”

“What? No!” Chan groaned and rubbed the back of his neck in frustration. “Baby I’m not cheating on you. I was planning to surprise you by visiting.”

“Surprise me? By visiting?” he parroted as if repeating the words would help him understand better. “So you turned off read receipts, turned off your location services and stopped answering my calls and texts because you were coming to visit me?”

“Yes.” Chan nodded quickly. “Surprise! Happy Valentine’s day.”

“Valentine’s…” Minho trailed off, thoughts racing a mile a minute - each train of thought getting lost in the fog of his heat as the inferno grew stronger. This was crazy, ludicrous even but made more sense than Chan cheating on him. “Oh my god.” he whispered.

“Yeah, so then. Can I come in?”

Minho stared blankly at him before stepping back quickly. “Yes, come in, come in.” he ushered the other in. “Don’t mind the mess, I didn’t have time to clean. Been lost in my-”

“Heat. Yeah, I know.” Chan chuckled. “The whole building probably knows now.” Minho flushed as he closed the door quickly and locked it, sliding the chain for extra protection because Chan was indeed right. The whole building probably could smell him now and he didn’t need an unwanted alpha or beta to try and force their way into his home just because he smelled so alluring.

“Probably.” he muttered as he leaned back against the door, staring at Chan. “ I still can’t believe you’re here. I thought…I was so stupid.” Shaking his head, he gave a small laugh. “You were just coming to visit me. I swear to god Channie.” Chan chuckled as he stepped closer to him and gently pulled Minho into his arms - cradling him so carefully it was like he was made out of glass. And maybe he was. Minho certainly felt delicate enough at the moment. His body was in turmoil; hormones raging as he felt like he was burning alive while simultaneously being stabbed to death. The cramps were no joke.

But for a moment, Minho’s mind was cleared of all thoughts of his heat. This was the first time Chan was holding him, touching him. Minho had waited for this moment for too long. Had dreamt of this very moment more times than he could count and yet he never thought it would happen so soon - so unexpectedly. His heart skipped a beat, racing in his chest as he snuggled into Chan’s embrace, resting his head on the other’s shoulder. “Channie,” he whispered.

“Yes, love?” Minho’s fingers curled in Chan’s shirt, clutching the fabric tightly as he nuzzled into his neck. 

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. I probably would have thought the same thing, honestly.” Chan placed a gentle kiss on the top of Minho’s head. “I love you Minho.”

“Love you more.”

Chan hummed softly, running his fingers through Minho’s hair. It felt so nice and soothing. And for the first time in a while, Minho felt complete. “How about we go and take care of your heat, hmm?” Minho could only nod eagerly, letting himself be dragged off to his bedroom.

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[yellowocaballero]

Hi!

Was wondering about your take on soulmate au’s.

I mean I always thought of it as a short cut. I guess then there’s no reason for why the characters should be together besides the author wanted them to be.

But I’ve seen that aspect been played into. Like I guess if you want to throw to characters together and see how they interact it works.

I believe firmly that there's (almost.) no such thing as a bad trope, just bad execution. No matter my own distaste or disinterest in a trope, there are ways to write it in the spirit it was intended and to write it well. A lot of very popular romance aus aren't really to my taste, but I'm confident I could write a good example of a great deal of them. The only two AUs that I know I straight up know I will never be satisfying or interesting to me - the only two AUs that I cannot sincerely write and almost never enjoy - are hanahaki and soulmate AUs. And I have tried. Soulmate AUs vex me.

There's just no tension in them. There's nothing that the soulmate aspect adds. When writing, the most important thing for a character is their sense of agency and the choices they make - if a character isn't making any choices, then they aren't driving their own story, and it's a very uninteresting and tepid story. A romance is a series of choices to me. It's decisions made by a character that drive their narrative, decisions made from a lot of very complicated reasons and which are affected strongly by the plot and the setting, and falling in love is the journey towards choosing somebody. Soulmate AUs just strip that, and as a result they strip the entire falling in love narrative.

I've tried about five different times to write an honest, romantic soulmate au story, and I have pretty much failed. It doesn't work for me. There is nothing that soulmates add and it takes away a lot of the crucial elements of a relationship narrative that give it stakes and meaning. I understand why people enjoy the soulmates trope and why it's comforting to people - it's a concept of inherent belonging, that no matter who you are or what you've done there's somebody out there who is for you and who is meant to love you no matter what, that you aren't unlovable or doomed to be without love even if you have never been in a relationship - and normally understanding that is enough to write it well. But what makes soulmates comforting is what makes it a bad story. 'Happily ever after' is the end for a reason.

All that said, I don't hate all 'fated romances' or soulmate dynamics. BBC Merlin 2008 is my favorite romance soulmates story and its Merthur is one of The Gay Ships Of All Time. But I think that's because it's not romance soulmates, and because the story is very specifically fairy tale that does a lot of work with fate and destiny as something that you have to achieve and as powerful forces who you have to fight against. Also 'I Married The Male Lead's Dad', which made me cry like a baby.

#i have a THING about soulmate aus ok. #my asks #i am a guy who has said “yeah you can write some great ABO but good hanahaki is impossible” #and i was right. #of course I can think of stuff to do WITH soulmates or hanahaki but nothing that's honest #nothing that's just pure straight 100% romantic soulmate au #maybe one day. #RIP the jaisy soulmate au that went forever unwritten

[rattengott]

to read, write, etc. Whichever way you want to vote I’m just curious what the most preferred one is. I know I skipped a ton but there’s def too many to list here

#I’m so curious pls #poll #fanfic #fanfic poll #fanfic post #tumblr polls #poll time #fanfiction #fic tropes #mutual pining #enemies to lovers #friends to lovers #slow burn #only one bed #soulmate au #pwp #abo

[fengshenjunlang]

I don't remember when I stopped reading WangXian AU or canon divergence fanfic that rewrote the event of mdzs. Basically, the post-13 years still happen.

I wondered what good it is to read AU or divergence, if in the end Wei Wuxian still had to die horribly, and Lan Wangji still had to suffer?

I love WangXian, and I want them to be happy. I stopped reading such fanfics because I feel sad. I feel like, since they'd suffered a lot in canon, I want to read a scenario where they don't need to bear all those shit. Even if it is just fanfiction...

#It's ABO...but wwx still dies #It's soulmate au...but wwx still dies #It's lesbian au...but wwx still dies #It's puppy love au...but wwx still dies #It's arranged married au...but wwx of course still dies #etc etc etc #When I was an angsty teen I like angsty stories #But as I grew up I found myself leaning further away from dramatic stories #It's just like how my taste have changed from boba to fancy teas with no sugar these days #LoL #wangxian #wei wuxian #lan wangji #mdzs

[miss-madness67]

Inmate! Part 2 (Dean W.)

Supernatural fanfiction

Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics

You're nearly finished with one of the areas from the corridor, the mop feels heavy on your arms as you lift it outside the bucket. Too engrossed in your thoughts, I don't notice when I hand shouts out of nowhere to grab you by the arm and drag you to the nearest supply closet. A scream gets stuck in your throat and the mop falls to the ground with a thud. A thousand scenarios run through your head, you try to figure out what’s happening. You’ve been careful with your socializing you don't think you've made enemies, then why are they attacking you right now? Have they figured out that you’re an omega? Or worse yet, do they know about you and Dean? Before you get too involved in your paranoia or try to hit your captor, an unmistakable chuckle sounds behind your back when the door closes. Of course, it's him. You instantly turn around with a furious expression on your face.

“What the hell? What are you thinking? Has no one told you not to attack an inmate in prison? I could have punched you.” His laugh resonates in the small room, and you're afraid someone might hear him and check out what the commotion is about. “Shh, do you want to get caught?”

He lowers his volume considerably, but he’s still chuckling when he answers, “baby, you're all alpha attitude, but I know you wouldn't hurt a fly.” He's probably right.

You roll your eyes in annoyance, but, as in reflex, your arms wrap around his neck instantly. His are just as eager to take you in his embrace.

“Your heat is approaching, you know? I can almost smell it,” his grave and husky voice sends shivers down your spine.

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AO3 / PA

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[acopenhagenarmy]

Pairing Taehyung x reader 

abo!au - werewolf!au - magical!au

wordcount: 1099 

warnings: none for this chapter 

summary: he is haunted by the white wolf that occupy his dreams, but the mere thought of seeking out his mate scares him. Because what if you only were a dream? 

Part one 

Comment: What a hiatus huh? I’ve been gone for a while, havent updated, but i needed to find myself and my writing style. This is something I’ve been working for on quiet some time. Both writing and rewriting. I kind of like it. But as always, let me know what you think! Don’t be a silent reader, I really appreciate all the feedback. 

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He could feel the ground beneath his paws, and the cold winter breeze in his dark fur coat as he ran through the forest, underneath the pale light of that month's full moon. The subtle scent of summer rain and sandalwood was what had made him bail his brothers on their midnight run in the forest surrounding their family’s territory. 

He was still a cub. Still not strong enough to pick a fight with rogues or intruders, but his senses were better than most wolves his age and his curiosity was once again stronger than the fear of being killed. 

As he ran towards the clearing where he could hear the two wolves, they were closer to him now. They almost danced through the night as they chased each other onto the frozen lake. They were playing, having fun. He watched them as their crystal white fur made them shine as white as the snow around them or the full moon above them. 

They looked like two angels, two mythical creatures that shouldn’t be disturbed. So, he didn’t. Instead, he watched them from the shadows.

He was woken up abruptly by the sound of his brother pounding on his door. The dream always ended there, that was no surprise. The memory of that night by the lake was both crystal clear and hazy at the same time. He never knew how he’d gotten home, in fact no one did. His parents had sent out a search team that night after his brothers had returned without him. Only to find him in human form, tucked into bed in the early morning hours.

He stretched his arms above his head and scratched his eyes before yawning loudly. There was nothing in this world he hated as much as early morning runs. “YAH! Tae hurry up or I’ll send Jin up with a bucket” his brother Namjoon yelled when he didn’t get a reply from the youngest of the three. Taehyung shivered by the thought of the ice-cold water that had woken him more than once throughout his relatively short life. 

“I’m up! I’m up! No need for that today. Goddess...” he could hear a chuckle from his brother that was already halfway down the stairs. He knew he needed to hurry if he wanted anything to eat before their 50km morning run. He’d of course win no matter what, he always did, but he could use the extra energy since his two elders always tried to beat him.

He walked downstairs, his eyes still adjusting to the bright morning sun as he felt his stomach growl. His mother laughed, a loving and kind sound, as he stepped into the giant kitchen. Him and his closest family all lived in a huge house made by the very trees that had once stood in its place.

Their family had an open door policy, so wolves, both young and old would be coming and going throughout the day both to hang out, but also to get help from their Alpha and Luna.

“Same dream as always?” Seokjin said from the table near the big windows that were overlooking the terrace. 

Taehyung sighed as he answered: “you know it brother, nothing’s changed” 

His mother looked at her youngest with sympathetic eyes, as Seokjin rolled his own at his statement.

“I told you guys you should’ve forced him to see a therapist. White wolves... he might as well have told us all he’d been kidnapped by fairies” their mother quickly turned as she threw a waffle at the broad-shouldered man. He yelled out dramatically, earning attention from both his father and Namjoon as they walked in. 

“You don’t joke about fairies Seokjin, not as long as you live under my roof” his mother said with a stern look in her eyes. 

“You never know if they’re listening in, and none of us need that kind of bad luck. As for you my dear” she said as she walked over to Taehyung, “whatever creature, white wolf or fairy, you saw that night, you’re one lucky man. You were touched by the goddess that night, and that is a blessing” 

She ruffled his dark locks, showing off the patch of white hair that had appeared in the back of his neck after that midnight run, so many years ago. 

“Are the three of you done discussing the creatures of the night? We need to get going if we wanna make time for a good run before we leave” Namjoon asked from the place he had leaned against the dark marble countertop. 

Seokjin smiled smugly, as the sun broke the tree line surrounding the house, making him look almost as golden as his eyes. He quickly rose from his seat pushing Namjoon on the way out the door. He quickly followed him, determined to get a head start. 

Taehyung on the other hand didn’t rush, he took a bite of the waffle his mother had made for him and gave her a peck on the cheek before he whispered a quiet thank you. He then slowly strutted out the kitchen and down the hall out the front door, with such confidence that made both of his parents’ smile. 

The two of them were proud of their boys. They had raised them right. They were respectful to their elders and kind to those younger than them. Every day the three of them made their hearts burst with both pride and love. Their mother sighed before she whispered, a subtle question that only her husband was supposed to hear. 

“Do you think he’ll ever recover from that night Ji-hoon? Do you think the dreams of that night will ever stop haunting him?” 

Ji-hoon pulled his mate close to his chest as he nuzzled his head in the crook of her neck, the place he had marked her 20 years earlier. He breathed in her scent of vanilla and mango, the only thing in this world that could make both him and his wolf calm. 

“I have no idea Jee, I just hope that what ever happened to him that night, will one day bring him joy” 

They looked out the grand windows watching their youngest son turn into his wolf form in a millisecond, before he sprinted toward the edge of where the forest began. He was so fast and so determined to once again beat his brothers, that he looked more like a shadow than a wolf. The two parents stood in the window and looked at their youngest disappear, a little sting of worry in both of their hearts.

#bts kim taehyung #taehyung abo #bts abo #bts abo au #bts werewolf au #bts werewolf!au #taehyung werewolf au #taehyung fanfic #bts fanfic #taehyung soulmate #taehyung werewolf!au #v soulmate #v abo #vabo fanfic #bts fluff #bts angst #taehyung fluff #taehyung smut

[sizzy-is-my-otp]

Some of my unhinged fanfiction doc titles

in no particular order

not straight 4 straight, bi 4 bi

yeah idk lesbians ig

SP sleepover dear god

okay im giving in

i cannot believe im doing this jfc

And thats the tea sis

Drunk Izzy Whoops

Cat Blanc aha

Dinosaurs make great children

idfk

The fic where Tikki is human and she and Plagg have all the Wattpad traits

Harry never expected to be gay

5 min crafts

Tfw you go insane and have the urge to write an abo zeddison fic

#you know funny enough the zeddison one doesnt have any abo in it its just a soulmate color au #should i tag the fandoms? #yk what im just gonna do it #shadowhunters fanfiction #south park fanfiction #miraculous ladybug fanfiction #harry potter fanfiction #5 minute crafts fanficton #zombies fanfiction #andi mack fanfiction #no i will not be elaborating #bonus points to anyone who can match the fic to its fandom tab #fanfiction #some of these actually made it to AO3 with their title

[bts-fic-collection]

thank you so much for opening again !! may i ask if you have any recs with omega jimin with either jungkook or yoongi being super kind alphas? like almost a role reversal in attitude. preferably smut ♡ thanks !!

I do have a few, yes! :)

Perfect Two by amoonchildsmind

Rating: M

Pairings: Jungkook/Jimin

Status: Complete

Word count: 10,878

Summary: How hard can it be to court the omega he's been attracted to since childhood. Apparantly it was Level: Impossible for Jeongguk. At least not without almost breaking stuff or himself in the process. He has it all planned out. If it weren't for his stupid friend who made it even worse.

OR

Jungkook had his courting gift ready for a while now. Sadly, he was too scared to make a move. Good thing his best friend was there to help. Bad thing.... he was about to love his shit when said friend butted in and almost ruined everything.

Nectar by citricnectar

Rating: T

Pairings: Yoongi/Jimin

Status: Complete

Word count: 24,402

Summary: "Your appa and I brought you to the Parks' to meet Jimin when they got home from the hospital." His mother says with a smile every time she tells this story. "You held out your little hand to him and he reached up to hold your finger and you cooed and started babbling and giggling like I'd never seen you do before. And you were such a shy baby, Yoon-ah, it was a delight to see you so excited."

Yoongi is home on a short weekend break from college for his childhood best friend Jimin's birthday.

He didn't think a single weekend would be enough to change the trajectory of his entire life, but maybe this was always how it was meant to be.

sad eyes by whenitstarted

Rating: E

Pairings: Yoongi/Jimin

Status: Complete

Word count: 37,319

Summary: When Yoongi meets Jimin, he isn't in the right place for a new relationship and is still grieving his last one — that can't stop fate from intervening and making them both lovesick fools, though.

OR

the one where jimin has sad sparkly eyes and yoongi makes them the happy kind of sparkly instead

#ask #jikook #yoonmin #jimin #jungkook #yoongi #abo au #omega jimin #alpha jungkook #alpha yoongi #smut #courting au #soulmates au #Rating: E #Rating: T #Rating: M

[lil-shiro]

The only silly season I'm participating in, is writing my silly little fanfics

#after my finals are done I WILL be cooking #sneak peak: soulmates + abo #Me ignoring every rumour I don't like #thinking f1 thots

[selene-borealis]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: DC Extended Universe, DCU, Batman - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Dick Grayson/Bruce Wayne Characters: Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne, Jason Todd Additional Tags: Alternate Universe – Canon Divergence, Bruce/Dick AU, Not Really Any Universe Compliant, Romance, Drama, Angst, Slash, Age Difference, different first meeting, Soulmates, Brainwashing, Implied/Referenced Kidnapping, Court of Owls, Canon Typical Violence, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Dick Grayson, Dick Grayson is a Talon, Dick Grayson was never Robin, Alpha Bruce Wayne, Batman Played by Ben Affleck, Jason Todd is Robin, Cross-Posted on FanFiction.Net, Don’t copy to another site Series: Part 1 of in those eyes of his, Part 24 of thetaverse Summary: AU//As a Talon, he only has the one mission: kill Batman. But when it comes down to it, he – Talon – Dick – whoever he is, once he gets a whiff of Batman’s scent, he isn’t able to do it.//Or, the one where an omega!Dick becomes a Talon before he meets Bruce, but their fates are still intertwined. ABO, Bruce/Dick. Contains slash!

#dceu fanfiction #abo #omegaverse #soulmates #brudick #dick grayson #bruce wayne #omega dick grayson #alpha bruce wayne #talon dick grayson #dick was never robin #batman #nightwing

[randomlyexisting]

너는 나, 나는 너(You Are Me, I Am You) | 2,644 W|R. G| 1/?|

* Jacaerys always seemed to seek the attention of his uncle, as they were growing. Aemond always tried to be with Jacaerys at all times. The boys would throw tantrums when their parents would separate the two, crying as if the distance between them caused pain, nobody understood what Aemond knew.

Jacaerys was born to be his, and nothing and no one can change that.

Or

Jace is born to be Aemond’s. Soulmate Au.

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Sidenote: One day I will get to writing the next chapter.

#jacemond #jacaerys velaryon #aemond targaryen #jaemond #JacemondWeek2023 #soulmates #soulmate Au #abo au #alpha aemond #omega jace #Jace has heterchromia #ao3 fanfic

[epicstuckyficrecs]

Shrunkyclunks, A/B/O, Soulmates, Coffeeshop AU | 26K | Explicit | @dracosollicitus

~

Bucky Barnes is a baker at a Manhattan coffee shop, one who dreams of a different, more exciting life. Only two people currently know that he's an Omega: his best friend and co-worker, Darcy Lewis, and his cold, calculating boss.

And then in walks Steve Rogers, the Alpha to end all Alphas; he turns Bucky's life upside down with an almost embarrassing lack of effort.

One's convinced that they're soulmates.

The other has zero interest in ever finding a mate.

This can only go well.

~

That was so sweet I think I just got cavities ^^

#stucky #stucky fic #stucky fanfic #stucky fanfiction #stucky fic rec #shrunkyclunks #abo #soulmates #coffeeshop #bakery #alpha steve #omega bucky

[devourens]

RP Trope Tier List

aka, in which dandy is a picky motherfucker

tagged by: @nagareboshiko

#✶ — › worm off the string / ooc. #pregnancy is a massive squick for me #I just don't like abo stuff #and idk I tend to find love triangles and miscommunication irritating #and the others in the meh either just. not exciting or not enough to really chew on #and I think the soulmate thing is my arospec coming out

[ao3feed-bakusquad]

#AO3 Link #☠️ #AO3 Kiribaku #♥ #Kiribaku #💥 #💎 #⚣ #R:T #W:D #W:V #A:Theredfish113 #Fantasy AU #ABO AU #Reincarnation #Soulmate AU #Hurt Comfort #Angst