#Foxy Lion

[crowsyart]

Already starting from the top. Some of this is older art so their designs aren’t fully updated but I don’t. Feel like redoing this.

#stein does have some reptile blood in there somewhere. when he was younger he had scales but as he grew older he started peeling them off #when he started experimenting on his own body he replaced them with skin grafts of fur #sometimes his own. sometimes. ‘donations’ #spirit and maka have the same white cross marking on their face #maka tends to keep her ears down a bit so she looks less foxy #as she gets older she’s gonna outgrow spirit(think how ligers get bigger than tigers and lions) but. mostly for fun #soul doesn’t have sharp teeth in the beginning #after he accepts the little demon dude as part of him he starts sharpening them #he absolutely has some predator blood but he doesn’t really. know (it’s most likely wolf) #maka has a really good sense of smell from her canine side #she also has paw pads on her front paws and sharper teeth #her fur is tawny like her mothers but gets darker on her legs and arms(like a fox) #soul eater #soul eater au #beastars au #beastars #soul eater evans #soul evans #maka albarn #spirit albarn #franken stein #also spirit. is kind of the beauty standard for foxes. because that’s funny #and fun for story purposes and the fact he married and had a kid with an herbivore #lots of. town gossip about that one

[artgygrl]

my fav characters hate the sml human puppets

#henry #mike #fran #surly #master shifu #foxie #alex the lion #darma #timothy q. mouse #scuttlebutt

[k9catastrophe]

A BIG list of entirely free games therians and alterhumans can get !!! This isn't like an ad for them or anything, but when i was younger i never really had games that fit my theriotypes :( so why not start now!! this is in no real order.

These are all games where you play AS the animal, most of them being semirealistic? They're all free, so they aren't super realistic sorry!!! These are all also games i find on my tablet, so im not sure if they're available on pc!!

Wildcraft: As of today, Wildcraft updates every once and awhile, usually for the Wildpass thing they do almost weekly[? i took a large break from this game, forgive me if im misremembering.] Wildcraft was made by Turbo Rocket Games in early 2018. The multiplayer servers arent as active as they used to be, but it's still fun to play with friends sometimes!! I usually play in singleplayer though!! (Also, there is a settings option to make it first person, and one to hide the buttons!)

Playable Animals: Right now there are 12 land animals: Wolf [Default], Fox [Common], Lynx, Bear, Lion [Rares], Cheetah, Horse, Eagle, Crocodile, Tiger, Gorilla, and Kangaroo! [Ledgendaries], all of which are obtainable through the chests!! There are also 9 transformations [which are more difficult to get !!]: Raccoon, Deer, Hippo, Giraffe, Gazelle, Hyena, Rhino, Parrot, and Snake! There are also 5 Sea creatures: Dolphin [default], Stingray [Rare], Shark, Seal, and Sea turtle! You can have up to eight family members for every animal, who are also customizable! [not including transformations]

Customizability: There are TONS of skins and accessories for every animal, and you can adjust the size of their body parts, making your character entirely customizable! There are also LOTS of pets!

I give it a solid 10/10!! I've loved this game since it came out!! Me and my brother @whisperrdrrop [hii] played it like the year it came out!! I highly recommend playing this one ! >w< The community also has tons of fun creepypastas, and though the only real one is 'Niddhogg,' it's super fun to just learn about them!

Wolf Tales (Home & Heart (IT MIGHT BE 'WILD ANIMAL SIM' NOW IDK)): (The icon may have changed, my ipad doesn't update icons very much!!!) As of Today, Wolf Tales has basically stopped updating from what i can see. However this doesn't take away from the fun of it!! The game was created around 2020 by Foxie Ventures. Servers are multiplayer by default, but there is a singleplayer option!

Playable Animals: There are currently only 5 animals: Wolf, Fox, Bear, Wild/Big cat, and Dragon! All are unlocked by playing through the quests, though you can use moonstones (ingame 'rare' currency) to auto-buy most of them! Your families/packs are grown through opening chests and breeding!

Customizability: There are quite a few skins for every animal, ranging in rarity. you can obtain skins through buying the 'summoning' of the animal you'd like with moonstones and getting a random skin, or buying one directly. Skins are also not changeable! Let's say you're a grey wolf, and you get the sand wolf skin. You would have to enter your den and find that skin, and switch into that one, meaning it could have a different level! There are also LOTS of pets, though i do not remember how to get them. The only way to change your character is through changing limb sizes, there are no accessories!!

I give it a nice little 9/10, as much as i love this game i don't play it too often, but it really is fun! I think i got this game when it came out, and it was really fun watching the game and the community grow and change!! When i joined, not every player had a jump button, and there was this cool feature called 'Clans' (replaced by the player clans, sadly :() where there were 5 packs that you had to either defeat the alpha of or become besties with, and you'd get a packmate of any rarity from them daily!! My bestie pack was called 'the moonrise pack' and the #1 public enemy was 'The tooth pack' or something. I definitely recommend it :3!!

Ultimate Wolf/Fox/Forest/Savanna/Dinosaur/Cat/Shark/Bird/Jungle Simulator: they made a LOT of these games. These are only the ones that are free on my tablet, but im also seeing 'ocean,' 'dog,' 'arctic,' and 'lion' simulators for a dollar, you'd have to check and see if those are free. I'm mostly focusing on the WOLF simulator here, because i do NOT want to download all of those games. There is no multiplayer option for any of them. All made by gluten free games, no idea the release dates.

Playable Animals: The animals depend on which game you get. I know forest has bears, Savanna has cheetahs, Dinosaur has T-rex, triceratops, and ankylosaurus, bird has parrots and eagles, and jungle has tigers, but these are definitely not every animal !!

Customizability: you unlock a skin for every few levels, and you can tint them, but that's about it. For every game. There's like... 8-15 for most?

I give it a 7/10. As much as i do really, really love this game and all the memories playing it, it's really not the most entertaining game out there. If you're really bored and have nothing to do, sure, go wild with it!!

Dog Sim: I just got this game and it's so silly !! Made by Turbo Rocket Games in 2016, the multiplayer servers are surprisingly still decently active! Obviously it doesn't update anymore.

Playable Animals: The only animals in these are: (you guessed it) dogs. There's a single skin that... might? be a wolf, and there's two robo dog skins. There's a total of 38 skins!

Customizability: The only thing you can customize is your breed, sorry!

Other than that, theres a LOT to play with! With 5 bosses, 25 enemy/prey creatures, 1 map, 1 den, a max level of 200, a maximum family size of 4, 20 achievements, and 30 quests, there's plenty to do!

I give it a nice 8/10, the only points taken being because the game itself isnt the highest quality, and the models arent all 10/10, but it's still a really silly game! I do recommend it :)

Cat simulator - animal life: created in 2019 by Pocket Games entertainment, i think this one is pretty cute! With active multiplayer servers!!

Playable Animals: Just kitties! silly little kitties on big adventures!!

Customizability: Lots of cute skins and accessories!!!

There are tons of quests, camp upgrades, and more included in this!!

I didn't play this one for too long, but there are some pvp servers aswell. Overall really cute game, not too buggy/laggy! 10/10 :3

Wild Cougar Sim (3D): Another game made by Turbo Rocket games before their big success that was Wildcraft, Cougar Sim was created in 2015 (I think? I'm only finding the youtube trailer, dont be afraid to correct me.) I'm not seeing an option for multiplayer unfortunately :(!

Playable Animals: Yeah, It's just Cougars! What did you expect?

Customizability: With eight skins (Must be purchased with ingame currency), 9 coat marking options (Almost like tattoos!) including a Shark, Wolf, Lizard, Scorpion, Butterfly and Bird (Phoenix?), and options to change body/limb sizes, there's actually really good customization here!

With 3 unlockable family members, 30 quests, 20 achievements, 18 enemy/prey creatures, 4 biomes, and 8 dens, there is plenty to keep yourself busy with here! That accompanied by the fact that this isn't even a bad looking game, i honestly give it a nice 10/10! Very cute game, not much lag, pretty good in terms of realism, it's pretty cool!! :)

Dragon Sim Online: Yet another game made by Turbo Rocket in 2016, i quite like this one! With semi-active multiplayer servers!!

Playable Animals: Quite a few different types of Dragons, varying in element, colour, and breeds!

Customizability: With 4 elements, 46 (VERY pretty) skins, and limb/body adjustment sliders, you can customize your dragon pretty well!

Similar to both Cougar Sim and Dog Sim, Dragon Sim has plenty to offer: 30 quests, 20 achievements, 27 enemy/prey creatures, 3 bosses, 6 islands and 4[?] dens, there's plenty there to keep you busy! another 10/10 from me :)

this list is incomplete !! I'm still working on this, im just having trouble finding games !! If you find any free games like these, send me an ask with some info on it!!

#wildcraft #wolf tales #Ultimate animal simulator #dog sim #therian #therianthropy #therian stuff #alterhuman #theriotype #therian community #dogkin #dog therian #dog theriotype #canine theriotype #canine therian #caninekin #not my theriotypes just mentioned theriotypes/target audience! #wolf therian #wolf theriotype #wolfkin #fox therian #fox theriotype #foxkin #cat therian #cat theriotype #catkin #dragon therian #dragon theriotype #dragonkin #dinosaur therian

[22ayla19]

Jing Yuan x FOXY! Reader

Everyone will say that the general’s favorite pastime is to take an afternoon nap and take time off from work. Well, they are partially right, but still the general has another favorite pastime. Tease your girlfriend. And it's not because she's embarrassed or acting agitated. No, she actually controls her emotions and doesn't show embarrassment. The matter is much simpler, the general likes to see how excited his beloved girl is, her ears twitch and her tail swings from one side to the other.

As a member of the fox people, you were born with ears and a tail. Of course, also, the cunning and insidious character of a fox was justified, but this was in extreme cases or in an intimate setting with her boyfriend. But the only thing you didn't like was that the general liked to tease you. If you could still hide your emotions, then your tail and ears gave you away completely.

With all this, the general learned that your weak point was your ears and could often stroke them, which would turn you into a moaning mess. It’s not that you’re against it, but it’s not in public! Of course, after such tricks, you will take revenge on the general, but how, history is silent.

The general is often called a lion, but who knows that this tired lion will love the mischievous fox so much that she conquered him with her feminine cunning?

I’ll tell you a secret that the general has long dreamed of having a couple of cute little foxes running next to you, who are very similar to both him and you)))

#jing yuan x reader #jing yuan #hsr #hsr x reader #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail #hsr headcanons #jing yuan hsr #jing yuan headcanons

[zoe-oneesama]

Kwami Swap Master Post

Marinette:

Cat: Maotif (Lady Noire Variant), Original Design Fox: Huli Rouge Turtle: Bi Xi Bee: Marigold (original post), Marigold redesign, Marigold Chinese, first sighting Butterfly: Mariposa Peacock: Plumette, Belle Blue, Belle Blue with Chloe Snake: Serpentine Dragon: Snapdragon Horse: Yili Monkey: Surili Rabbit: Lucky Rabbit Mouse: Multimouse redesign, chibi Pig: Piglette Tiger: Báihŭ

Adrien:

Ladybug: Original Design Fox: Malin Rouge Turtle: Michelangelo Bee: Buzzy Bee Butterfly: Ombre Snake: Aspik Redesign Dragon: Dracon Pig: Hogwash

Alya:

Ladybug: Ladybird, Heroes Day, first sighting Turtle: Koki Marina, hair options, first sighting Bee: Myèl Jaune, first version

Nino:

Cat: Cat Scratch Fox: Fox Trot, first sighting

Chloe:

Ladybug: Scarlet Lady, Heroes Day, first sighting Cat: Chartreux Butterfly: Monarch Peacock: Blue Blood Rabbit: Satine Random Sketches

Lila:

Ladybug: Harlequin Coccibella and Bella Stella, Bella Stella, Harlequin Fox: Good Fox Volpina Bee: Miele and Regina Butterfly: Farfalla Rabbit: Leprotta Good and Evil Mouse: Multi Topi Rooster: Fenice Pig: Good and Evil (unnamed) Dog: Cucciola Ox: Dominataur Goat: Caprascuro

Sabrina:

Cat: Bob Cat Fox: Kit Bee: Andrena, first sighting Peacock: Mystique Mouse: Comousiner Rooster: Favorelle Dog: Miss Hound redesign, Original Design Phalène Ox: Blue Belle Goat: Chevron

Luka:

Cat: Cat Sith Fox: Zorro Turtle: Heavy Metal Bee: Aristaeus Snake: Viperion Redesign Rabbit: Hoppollo

Kagami:

Ladybug: Lady Tentou Cat: Kuro Neko, first sighting Fox: Kitsune, many chibis Turtle: Kame Verte, many chibis Bee: Mistubachi, first version, many chibis Dragon: Ryuko redesign, first version, many chibis

Mylene:

Ladybug: Lady Beetle Mouse: Polymouse Redesign, Original Design Sourette Rooster: Gold Wing Dog: Ultimutt Ox: Buckaroo Goat: Brebisou

Ivan:

Cat: Wild Cat Bee: Killer Bee Mouse: Rat Trap Rooster: Spring Chicken Dog: Bull Terror Ox: Minotaurox Redesign Goat: Battering Ram

Nathaniel:

Cat: Picatso Fox: (currently nameless) Mouse: Microdent Rooster: Caladrius Dog: Painted Dog Ox: Battle Bison Goat: Caprikid Redesign

Rose:

Ladybug: Dotted Lady Fox: Foxy Bee: Bumble Bee, first sighting Rabbit: Bun Bun Pig: Original Design Miss Piggy Tiger: Unnamed

Juleka:

Cat: Panthera Noir Bee: Yellow Swarm Peacock: Sweet Pea Pig: Unnamed Tiger: Purple Tigress Resign, Chibi, Original Design Tigresse

Max:

Ladybug: Spotted Guard Bee: Yellow Guard Horse: Pegasus redesign

Kim:

Cat: Hell Cat Bee: Roi Abeille

Alix:

Ladybug: Beetle Bug

Gabriel:

Cat: Black Plague

Nathalie:

Fox: Jackal

Jagged Stone:

Bee: Sting

Aurore:

Fox: many chibis Turtle: Shellegant, many chibis Bee: Miss Sting, many chibis Dragon: Pleut Blue, many chibis Rabbit: Lapin Royal

Ondine:

Turtle: Tortue Marina

Marc:

Mouse: Tiny Mouse Rooster: Rooster Bold Redesign Dog: Furmidable Ox: Oxenfree Goat: Goat Gruff

Zoé:

Ladybug: Coccecilia Cat: Dandy Lion Fox: Fox Glove Turtle: Shellonia Butterfly: Gladiolus Peacock: Poinciana Snake: Hydra Gea Dragon: Drakanthus Horse: Peony Trail Monkey: Simia Rabbit: Cotton Tail Mouse: Rodendron Rooster: Chick Pea Pig: Pigsqueek Tiger: (unnamed) Dog: (unnamed) Ox: Moobloom Goat: Fauna

Emilie:

Butterfly: Unnamed

Very Old Season 1 Kwami Swaps Compiled for Marinette, Adrien, Nino, Alya, Chloe, and Lila

#kwami swap #kwami swap master post #my art

[hareofhrair]

YOU.

For the purposes of the poll, please simplify your choices to suit the available options- a lion, for example, would be a kitty. A coyote would be a puppy. A unicorn would be a horse. Only choose other if your amnimal could not plausibly be encompassed by one of the available categories. Thank you for your time.

[starfxkr]

having a movie marathon and I js finished watching train to busan (cried like 4 different times) now abt to watch IT chapter two.

You can ignore this if you want but, which roles do the boys and girls all have in a horror movie?

this is so freakin fun!!!!

jj would be an ash williams type he survives but he is NOT takin shit serious and things just happen to him

john b is a final boy for sure he's like sidney prescott like he's hyper competent and will eventually say fuck it and leave

rafe is the killer like no other way

pope leaves before shit gets hectic so therefore he survives by default because he's too smart for this shit

kitten is gonna be your ginger fitzgerald/jennifer check type like she's the villain and the protagonist. or she would be mandy lane where the killer is the final girl

pup is like the tatum riley best friend character. she could live or she could die but people like her more than the main character.

foxy dies because she figures everything out. she's the sacrificial lion of sorts like leaven in cube she's too smart and she can't quite live to see it through.

bunny dies straight off. she gets too cocky OR she's the one that dies to prove shit is getting serious.

lamb doesn't die but she creeps everyone out so everyone thinks she's thekiller at first. prob has some weird psychic connection to the killer and is used as a source of info/bait. could also be the macguffin that everyone has to protect

#✨.txt #jj maybank prompt #rafe cameron prompt #john b prompt #pope heyward prompt #fox!reader #kitten!reader #bunny!reader #lamb!reader #puppy!reader

[jiminiesfavouritecolourisblue]

What if... the CEOs were Hybrids? part two | BTS OT7 au

This chapter was made possible by @oknymz / @shadowofahope 💜💜💜💜 five minutes to spare, I made the deadline 🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽 11K words

Trigger warnings: swearing, possessive/obsessive behaviour, mentions of violence, alcohol, usual hybrid trope things

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Playlist : Dandelions - Ruth B, Can’t Help Falling in Love - Kina Grannis

Hybrids: KNJ - Wolf, KSJ - Bear, MYG - Panther, JHS - Lion, PJM - Arctic fox, KTH - Tiger, JJK - Bunny.

“They’re behind here I’m telling you,” Yoongi growls, staring a hole in the door to supply closet b, the only room that was locked.

They had been running around like fools in search of you, almost becoming feral with desperation.

Hoseok knocks on the door lightly, the taps not matching the fire in his eyes or the way his nostrils flared. It was faint, but your smell was here.

They hear the lock click, the door opening to reveal a smug sleepy Jungkook at the door, but that’s not what their gaze focuses on. There you are on the floor in Taehyung’s lap, sleeping in his arms. Jimin was asleep in hybrid form on your thigh, his little foxy face smushed against you. The tiger hybrid asleep with his back against the wall, holding on to you.

It’s a soft sight, it even melted their anger a smidge, having to force their jaws to remain clenched.

“Bunny was really tired,” Jungkook yawns. “She couldn’t sleep last night.”

“You three are dead,” Yoongi’s throat rumbles, his voice low not to reach your ears, but it reaches Jimin and Taehyung, their ears twitching to the sound, the threat rousing them from their slumber. 

Jungkook’s instincts want him to fight or flight, but he stands his ground.

“We kept her away from the other employees, and we kept her safe,” Jungkook bites back, doe eyes turning stern as he lectures his hyung, a predator hybrid. “We didn’t take advantage of her, what’s the problem?”

Hoseok scoffs in disbelief, his tail agitated behind him, he doesn’t miss the accusation in the bunny’s tone. They weren’t going to be disrespected for making what they thought was the best decision, even if what Jungkook was hinting at held any weight. 

“Ya locking her in a store room with three hormonal hybrids isn’t taking advantage of her?” Jin half whispers, half yells, eyes wide with exasperation, the sight would be hilarious under different circumstances. 

“It's better than locking her in an office with four feral predators,” Jungkook seethes, eyes narrowing. The hypocrisy was unreal, he could smell the lingering scent of their horniness, even though it was masked by the desperation and fear their mate had disappeared.  

“Ya Namjoon why aren't you saying any-” Jin’s voice gets caught in his throat as they all turn to the lead CEO. The wolf had his eyes dead set on the scene, his eyes blank of emotion, the sight has them all tensing, having seen this look before. 

“Namjoon,” Yoongi calls for him delicately, trying to reach into the hole of thoughts he knew the wolf was burying himself in and pull him out. 

Something snaps in him, his cheeks sucked in as a breath of angry air exhales from his nostrils. The tension can be felt heavily in the air, masked previously by their own emotions. Taehyung and Jimin, now fully awake by the sixth sense of an approaching storm, watch their alpha with fear creeping into their veins. The tiger holds you closer, ready to protect you from the oncoming danger, although in his sound mind he knows he’s going to be on the receiving end.

“Wake her up,” Namjoon’s voice is heavy, the command low and guttural, and each of their backs straighten to attention. “Seokjin hyung take her home, you three, in my office. Now.”

Any correction of ‘their’ office died in their throats as the wolf hybrid stormed away. They all release a breath they didn’t know they were holding, trying to downplay the goosebumps that made them shudder at the energy he left in his wake. 

“Like I said,” Yoongi gulped, recovering from the menacing aura, trying to return to his stern demeanour, “you three are dead.”

—

The three of them stood with their heads low in submission in front of Namjoon’s desk, his eyes boring into them with so much heat they could feel themselves start to sweat. Hoseok and Yoongi were listening from outside, not willing to admit they were too afraid to go in. 

“Did you tell her?” The deathly tone of his voice made them want to run, but they were frozen by the red eyes of their alpha.

“N-no we didn’t,” Jimin stuttered, knowing he needed to answer out of respect.

“She wondered why we were all scenting her, but she didn’t figure it out,” Jungkook explains, his little tail quivering behind him.

“Jungkook covered it,” Taehyung says, trying to placate the angry alpha.

“What did you tell her?” He stares down the bunny hybrid like the barrel of a gun ready to fire.

“I told her she was part of the pack,” Jungkook gulped. “Our hybrids recognised her as a packmate even though she’s human. That’s all.”

Namjoon nods, pacing behind his desk in thought. They were going to choke from the pheromones in the room. The wolf hybrid was emitting heavy miasmatic rage and the maknaes' knees were seconds away from giving out from the weight. 

“She fell asleep in our arms Hyung,” Jungkook admits quietly against his better judgement, knowing that the lead CEO was in no state of mind to listen to reason but he still had to try, “that means she trusts us, she feels something for us.”

“She's human!” He seethes back, making Taehyung jump, “it means she was tired.”

They can’t find their voices to argue, letting the room fall back to that poisonous state of silence as they awaited the Alpha’s punishment of choice.

“The three of you are suspended for a week.”

The shock hit them like a slap, they were expecting a bigger workload, something that meant they couldn’t see you as much, not this. Not being able to see you at all, for a whole week?

“Hyung-”

“Argue with me and I’ll make it two.”

His foot was down and not budging an inch, they could see it in the way his jaw was set. As much as they wanted to complain they swallowed it down, a week without you was torment enough, they wouldn’t be able to handle two.

—

The air in the car is stifling… Jin was oblivious to it, or so you thought but it was obvious with the way your entire body was running like you had a fever from the embarrassment of waking up to six of your bosses staring at you! While you were in the arms of one of them! You couldn’t control the impulse, you buried your head in your hands and groaned. There were ice caps in the arctic melting because of the heat from your cheeks alone! 

Jin tries not to, but he chuckles at your actions, trying to look nonchalant as he drives but you hear his little breaths of laughter, whining into your palms. 

“If I call in sick tomorrow will you cover for me?” You ask the bear hybrid, your hands coming away from your face as you stare at him seriously. He was already having such trouble stifling his laughter, but the look on your face as you tried to conspire with him made him burst. 

“Jin it's not funny,” you grumble, pouting over your predicament. 

“Honey you don’t have to be embarrassed,” he says fondly, smiling as he steers onto your road. 

Your stupid heart flutters at the term of endearment he introduced today, you couldn’t help thinking it sounded like you were a couple. As quickly as your heart swelled, it sank. You were just an employee, how many times did you have to tell yourself that?

You cough weakly into your hand, his eyes snap to you as if you’d grown a third head.

“Oh no,” you say dramatically, obviously faking, the back of your hand placed delicately to your forehead for good measure. “I must be coming down with something *cough* maybe I won’t be able to make it into work tomorrow.”

Jin sighs, for a second he believed you, the worry in his chest had his senses set to panic. You frown when he doesn’t smile at your joke, not a hint of it left from earlier, instead he's releasing a breath as if he had been holding onto it.

“Beautiful girl,” he sighs, his tone slightly berating you. “Don’t ever joke about things like that.”

After a day like today, with their mate smelling the way she did, the need to take you home, look after you, shower you with love, protect you from everything in their nest was overwhelming. Fear ran riot inside of them when you were ‘missing’, it was the worst prank those maknaes could play on them, and now a joke from your own lips about your health made his hybrid feel a sadness he couldn’t quite explain. It was mixed with the essence of failure, like if you got unwell, it would be his fault. 

“Jin?” You call him out of his thoughts, his eyes swim with so much emotion as he looks at you, really looks at you. Your frown melts into surprise, not expecting to be attacked with that expression on his face. “Umm… Thanks for the ride.”

You try to smile but it's a nervous sight, you know he can hear your heart pounding, and you needed to save yourself from some embarrassment today at least. 

“You really didn’t have to…” You open the car door, ready to make your escape. You wished you fought back harder, but he was adamant about dropping you home, the hell was he going to risk any hybrid on the streets smelling you. 

“See you tomorrow Y/n,” he says when you step out of the car. The corner of his lips turn upward in an attempt to return your smile, but it doesn’t reach the sorrow in his eyes. You normally hate when they refer to you by name, they only did so when others were around, or when you were in trouble, but this didn’t feel like that. He said your name with so much weight you couldn’t understand it, only staring at him again in shock. 

You recover a moment later, brows furrowing in thought as you close the door. He watches you enter your apartment building, leaning onto the passenger side of the car to watch the light come on in your complex. You were home, you were safe, he felt himself breathe a little in relief. 

You weren’t theirs. The thought had been repeating itself in his head since you called his name minutes ago. As much as they loved you, wanted you, the facts were irrefutable. You weren’t theirs. He sighs deeply before pulling away, a silent drive back to their mansion to dwell on his thoughts. 

—

There was a weight pulling you down in the office this morning. Your thoughts evidently elsewhere, that was clear to see on your face. Every few seconds you would catch yourself drifting before trying to shake yourself out of it, trying to focus on your work but you couldn’t. The guilt was eating you alive. 

“Kim depyunim looks as pissed today as he did yesterday,” you can hear one of your co-workers gossiping. 

“Wonder what's got him so stressed out?”

You could haphazard a guess. You fight down the groan that makes its way up your throat. Maybe he thinks you’re trying to seduce them, after yesterday's scene, you’re so sure you’ve disappointed him. He wasn’t there when you woke up, he must’ve walked off fuming at the sight of you cuddling up to his packmates. But then… Jungkook said they saw you as one of the pack so why… unless, you hadn’t been accepted by their alpha yet, and now you’re sure you won’t. You fucked up, you fucked up so bad by taking their friendship for granted, they were your employers, why did you forget that fact so easily?

“Earth to Y/n,” Yeri waves her hand in front of you face, the turtle hybrid had been talking to you for the last minute only to realise you had been spaced out.

“Huh- Oh sorry, what were you saying?” 

She frowns at you, handing you the file for today's meeting while wondering what was going on with you. The second the file is in your hands your heart sinks, you hadn’t forgotten about it, oh no, quite the opposite. The entire evening you were thinking about it, the fact you would have to face your bosses at this meeting after yesterday's events. 

It plagued you so bad it gave you nightmares, every hour you woke up after scenes of Namjoon yelling at you, or Yoongi refusing to speak to you. Hobi didn’t even look at you even though you begged him to with tears in your eyes. You know they were only dreams, they weren’t real, and yet they felt so believable that even now when you were awake you held some sorrow over them, as if they really did happen. 

“Are you okay running the meeting, you don’t look great…” she comments, braced for you to faint or something. 

Here it was, an opportunity for someone to take over, for you to run home and hide. But as much as you were terrified of their reaction to you, you worked so hard preparing for this meeting, your team was relying on you, and so were the CEOs. You had to deliver it, you had to show them you were worth working here. And plus, you fixed the problem anyway…

Yeri watches your face fall into a despondent state, were you okay? It was almost as if you were in mourning or something, and she felt too awkward to ask any further questions. What was wrong with you?

You only nod in reply, walking away from her in thought as you make your way to the meeting room. As always you were thirty minutes early, the room was empty as it normally was. You weren’t as efficient as you normally would be, your pace slow as you organised your material, set the room up to your liking. You didn’t even acknowledge when your colleagues made their way in and sat in their designated seats, but you felt it when they did. You back went up, a sixth sense you couldn’t explain when Namjoon stepped through the door, followed by 3 other CEOs. You didn’t make eye contact, you didn’t turn their way or greet them when your coworkers stood and bowed, you pretended as if you didn’t know they were here. But you knew they could hear your heart running like it needed to escape, your heavier breathing as you tried to calm down. 

Yoongi can smell the anxiety, your back was to them as you sorted out the computer and projector, but he could see how tense you were. He glances at their company founder, who almost glared at you before swallowing down whatever thoughts he was having, pretending you didn’t exist. Sometimes the other CEOs wanted to get a chisel and hammer, and crack open that skull and see what the hell was going on in that head of his. 

The lights dim before the presentation begins. You’re grateful for the darkness, thinking it would hide their faces from you, but when you turn around you realise it only enhances their intimidating demeanour. You felt like prey in the middle of a hunt, their eyes glistened in the low lights, and you knew they could see you better than you could them. The thought has a flood of vulnerability rush through your spine and chest, only increasing your growing anxiety like a tsunami. You take a deep breath before you begin. 

Hobi’s gaze doesn’t miss the way your hands were shaking as you grip onto your notes for the meeting, the way you cleared your throat before you spoke. Under normal circumstances your presentations were captivating, you held the room, but today you didn’t even smile. All he wanted to do was wrap you protectively in his arms, rewind to yesterday when you were enjoying each other's company.

He sighs, Jin and Yoongi glancing at him briefly inquisitively, but of course they knew the thoughts that plagued Hoseok’s mind. They knew the maknaes weren’t being malicious in their revenge plot, they would never have ill intentions towards your wellbeing. The hyungs knew the youngest three were making a valid point in their demonstration yesterday, but the problem was they never thought it through, they never thought of or understood the consequences, the fallout, the way the older CEOs did. They could already feel your distance as you questioned yesterday’s events, your little brain working on overdrive, analysing everything.

Part of the lion hybrid wished Namjoon didn’t ban the cubs from the building during their suspension, they were so much better at keeping you close. He’s so deep in his thoughts, so busy absentmindedly watching your every move that he misses most of the meeting agenda, looking blank when the lights turn on and everyone’s eyes turn to the CEOs in the room. Thankfully Namjoon takes over.

“Good presentation Miss L/n,” he doesn’t look your way when he speaks, and it cuts you, you hated empty praise, you hated it when he used your last name, even in front of everyone. “I want team B to follow up on revenue, team A can hand over the files.”

“Well done for laying down the foundation for this contract team A,” Yoongi agrees, his eyes on you only, the praise directed at you even he said it to your whole group. 

“Y/n you’ve got the best deal again,” Jin says fondly, smiling at you, hoping you’d return it. You bow politely at them instead as people gather their papers, ready to leave. The CEOs try to hang back, knowing you would clear your notes and linger behind to do so without distraction. Hoseok reads the material of what he missed, Yoongi pretends to small talk with Jin while they keep glancing your way. Namjoon answered questions from the floor managers, actually wanting to escape quickly but he was stuck listening to this imbecile. 

“Should we stay late tonight to go over the material for the handover?” Alex asks you with a grin. Four pairs of ears instinctively lock onto the conversation, even the wolf’s. 

“I can’t, sorry, I have a date,” you say bluntly, loud enough for them to hear, a tight lipped smile on your face. The hybrids reel back with shock, like you were intentionally trying to hurt them, but how could you? You didn’t know how they felt. 

The whole meeting you could feel their gazes on you, more than just listening to the meeting. Their eyes had been interrogating, or it felt like it at least, so you said it to quell any ill intentions they might think you have, that you were another one of those employees who were desperate to seduce them. The second the words were out you regretted everything; saying yes to that stupid blind date, coming to work at all, and everything that happened yesterday. 

“Excuse me,” you can’t even force a smile as you exit, your heart pounding in your chest when you feel their eyes pierce you, unable to handle it. 

—

“A date? A fucking date!” Yoongi uncharacteristically yells at the other three in the office, Hoseok and Jin leaning on the walls behind their respective desks, both appearing despondent staring at the floor, Namjoon pretending to read the files in front of him, ignoring them. “How can she go on a date when yesterday we-”

He sighs exasperated as his fingers comb through his hair in frustration, one hand on his hip as he shakes his head. Yoongi never raises his voice like this. He got angry yes, but his rage was always cool and calm, unless of course it regarded you. How could you flaunt this in front of them when yesterday you were bonding, scenting, SLEEPING with them? Why were humans so dense? He was so sure deep inside of himself you returned their feelings, but now, he was losing hope you did at all. 

“Namjoon stop pretending to read we can smell the burning pot you’re trying to put a lid on,” Seokjin reprimands him, trying to contain his own fury at the CEO, partly blaming him for your sudden interest in dating. In all the years they’ve known you, not once have you been with someone else, they would have smelt it on you if you had, so why now? Why were you pushing them away after yesterday? As much as they wanted to pry open Namjoon’s skull, he wanted to read your mind more.

“It's her choice to-”

“She doesn’t know we’re an option because you wouldn’t let us court her,” Yoongi spits, tail agitated behind him as his pupils almost turn into slits. 

The wolf hybrid has to force his jaw shut to not bear his teeth at his packmate's aggression, his eyes glinting red as they stare the panther hybrid down.

Hoseok scoffs at their behaviour, at the situation.

“Good thing the maknaes aren’t here,” he thinks out loud. They would have lost it, plotted some game or plan to stop you, but maybe that was what they needed. As diabolical as it sounded, every bone in his body wanted to stop you. “Should we tell them?”

“It’s none of their business,” Namjoon snaps, his nose flaring. “It’s none of our business, she’s our employee, she’s allowed to date whoever she wants. Her private life is just that, we don’t get involved.”

He stares each of them down, the pot reaching boiling point. Each of them deflate into submission, even Yoongi, his shoulders sinking, his gaze falling to the floor. Their alpha’s pheromones were strong in presenting his wrath, but it couldn’t hide the scent of misery and ache.  

Yoongi walks up to his desk, his head still bowed but the adrenaline in Namjoon’s system still had his back up as he watched the panther wearily. His best friend can barely look him in the eye, not out of respect for their pack leader, but because for the first time in his life, their alpha let them down. Namjoon swallows down his own sorrow, his own regret that’s caused this rift between them. 

“Our mate is going to let another man court her,” Yoongi explains solemnly so every word is heard and understood. “Another person is going to put their hands on her, we’re going to smell him on her. Why are you pretending that's okay?

You love her just as much as I do.”

He doesn’t wait for a response, storming out of the office before his rage built again and he ended up punching the wolf for his stubborn stupidity.

—

You could cancel, would that quell the growing anxiety inside of you? But the whole point of this date was to move on from this unrequited infatuation with them that was boarding on pathetic. You’re sure Namjoon’s caught on, why else would he look at you like that during the meeting? He must be so disgusted and disappointed in you. 

Jimin, Tae and Kookie would tell you what was going on inside their alpha’s head, they didn’t hide things from you, you could actually call them your friends. What if this whole situation took them away from you? What if Namjoon told them you were just like everyone else, trying to get close to them for an agenda. Is that why you hadn’t seen them yet?

As much as you told yourself you needed to create a professional distance and set boundaries before any misunderstandings could form, you couldn’t lie to yourself that you didn’t want anything to change, you didn’t want to lose them or what you had with them. Was that so selfish? You didn’t want to lose them, you didn’t want them to hate you, and you didn’t want to feel like this anymore. Like your love for them was wrong. 

The office was bustling around you and yet you were still, a mountain of work sat on your desk and you couldn’t even glance in its direction. You should’ve called in sick.

“Y/n!” Jackson calls for your attention, standing beside you, frowning at your despondency, almost the same look he saw on one of his bosses moments ago. The Golden retriever hybrid was the perfect secretary, unflinchingly loyal, and able to read every emotion cue before they even presented. Something was going on, and his instincts told him to stay out of it. 

“Hey,” you greet him, his presence jolting you into starting to go through the pile of work, even if it was just to look busy. 

“Min Depyunim needs you in his office ASAP,” he instructs. 

His frown deepens at the way your heart rate skyrocketed, the growing anxiety perspiring from your skin. 

“Did he say why?” you ask with a gulp, your eyes wide like a prey hybrid. 

“No, just that it was urgent.”

You only nod in reply, not trusting your voice as you leave your desk. Each step to that office would normally bring you a sense of comfort, anticipation in the best kind of way, but today your shoes were filled with lead. You hold an empty folder against your chest as if that would offer you any defence. 

The door opens before you knock, your fist in the air as you come face to face with Yoongi. The panther hybrid detests eye contact, it was more a sign of aggression in the hybrid world, but now his eyes were boring into yours, pleading you without words. Both your faces mirror a sense of sadness, your voices caught in your throats. His hand wraps around your wrist that was still caught midair, pulling you in when you made no move to. 

His office still had hints of yesterday, he locked it after you left, not wanting the cleaning crew to erase your scent or the evidence of your bonding session. The windows were closed, but the air in the room wasn’t stifling. Even though you were human, the room was calming your tense composure. That is, until your boss opens his mouth.

“I need you to stay late and help me with a new merger,” he announces, his stoic stare almost daring you to defy him, but behind that demeanour he was nervous. 

You stare back in shock, he knew you had a date. He heard you at that meeting, you're sure of it, so why? 

“Kitten?” he searches your face for a hint of something, anything. “It's an important deal, I need my best girl on it.”

You take a deep breath at the compliment, your heart fluttering against your wishes. Your skin flushes with heat, and you hope his hybrid senses can’t pick up the warmth you're suddenly emitting. Here it was… a way out, a way to just go back to how things were. You could say yes.

“I can’t,” you shake your head, looking away from his penetrating gaze before it coerced you into giving in. “I have plans, I’m sorry I can’t.”

“Cancel.” The word comes out like a command before he can correct himself. “Reschedule, this is important.”

The folder in your arms is squeezed closer against your chest, your eyes close, you almost look like you’re fighting with yourself. 

Give in Kitten, come on, did you really like this guy? Did you really not want him and the others? They were so sure, with the way you reciprocated their affection, that you felt the same. The idea that you didn't, sent a stabbing pain straight through his chest.

“I can’t, I’m really sorry,” you wish he knew how sorry you were, fighting to keep your eyes from watering. You didn’t want to go tonight, but you were forcing yourself to. 

“Why?” he fights the growl from his voice, his eyes piercing you. 

“I just can’t,” you hold back the sorrow in your tone, but he can still hear it, realising he was possibly putting you between a rock and a hard place. He tries not to scoff, tries not to take it further, but he can’t help himself, he was so pissed at this situation, the idea that someone else was getting to be with you in every way he wanted to be. 

“Miss L/n this deal is important-”

“You’ve said that,” you cut him off, arguing back. You hated when he called you that. Every time he was annoyed with you, every time you made a grievous mistake back when you both didn’t get along, he used your surname in that tone, and this time it irritated you. “But I’ve read my contract, I don’t have to say yes.”

He takes a deep breath, both your spiking distress starting to destroy the previous ambience of his office, and he didn’t want to lose it. He walks away from you, trying to cool down, only turning back when he reaches his desk, hoping the distance would give him a chance to breathe.

“Will there be repercussions Min Depyunim?” you ask, your eyes staring daggers into his softening features. He shakes his head, looking down at the ground between you, disgusted with himself. He was so desperate for you not to go, was he really going to force you to stay? 

You sigh, Min Yoongi doesn’t back down, not with you. He gave in to you when you needed him to, but he never backed down when you playfully bickered, and definitely not when you argued. 

“Yoongi are you okay?” Your glare dulls, the concern for him easing your temper. 

“The cubs explained that we all see you as part of the pack right?” His head is still angled to the floor but his hooded eyes look up at you.

You nod slowly, his words sinking into you slowly since they came from nowhere.

“You don’t smell like us today, it’s put us on edge,” he lies. “Can I scent you kitten?”

He could hear your heart pound against your ribcage, trying so desperately to run to where it belonged, in his arms, in his hold. You were their mate, your body knew it, why didn’t you?

You hesitate. Every single repercussion and consequence ran through your mind telling you to say no, but you didn’t care, not until a certain wolf hybrid’s glare entered your head. Yoongi can see your eyes glisten with wherever your thoughts were going, the way they were imploring him to pull you out of whatever melancholic place they were taking you. 

“Come here,” he orders, sitting on his desk with his legs open for you to stand in between. He doesn’t miss the shift in your eyes as they dilate at the preposition, the way your breathing gets heavier. 

Seriously, does he want to kill you? He wants you to stand there, he didn’t do it like that yesterday. His stare compels you to walk forward, your grip still digging into the folder in your arms, but when did you ever need a shield against Min Yoongi? As soon as you’re close enough he grabs your hand, pulling you closer to him. He smirks as you try to avoid eye contact, shuffling where you stood. He takes that damned file away from you, throwing it somewhere on his desk.

You feel vulnerable without it, yet there was something exhilarating about the position you’re in. Your scent changes, a ghost of yesterday’s intensity, but the subtle smell was enough to get his panther preening. His arms wrap around you, his face buried into the juncture of your neck. He rubs his nose against your skin, his ears perking at the way your breath hitches.

You jump when there’s a knock on the door before it opens, the panther possessively not letting you budge as you panic. He scowls at the door, ready to tear into Namjoon if he was interrupting again, not giving a shit as to what their alpha thought anymore. 

“Hyung- Oh,” Hoseok’s mouth forms a perfect circle in shock, his eyebrows rising at the sight and audacity of the older CEO. He locks the door when he walks through, his features composing as he smirks at Yoongi. There was no need for anyone else, or their pack leader to walk in on this. 

Your little fight against Yoongi’s hold ceases when you realise your efforts are futile, your head dropping to his shoulder in defeat, and with the way your skin was burning, embarrassment. 

“Kitten, are you hiding from Hobi?” He sniggers, unable to resist teasing you. It was odd, having this moment with you all while knowing you were going to be with someone else tonight. Bittersweet didn’t seem like the right word, it was crueler than that. His tail wraps around your thigh at the thought of having to let you go, he didn’t want to. 

You didn’t realise how touchstarved you were until you felt his soft fur on your skin, melting into his hold a little more. Maybe you really did need this date if the only place you were getting an inkling of physical attention was your seven bosses, perhaps that was what caused this dilemma in the first place, maybe you were just confused about your feelings because you hadn’t had any romantic interests since you started working here. Maybe it was just a stupid crush and you were overthinking everything. As much as you tried to convince yourself, you knew you were lying. 

Hoseok’s arms wrapping around you from behind underneath Yoongi’s pulls you out of your sinking thoughts. He nuzzles his cheek against the top of your head, scenting you to soothe that sour flavour seeping from you. When your aroma settles back to its natural sweetness he’s satisfied with his work, resting his chin on the other side of your head on your shoulder. 

“Sunshine, why are you being shy?” he whispers into your ear like he’s sharing a secret, chuckling when you bury yourself further into the panther hybrid. There’s an amused breath of laughter from the CEO you were trying to cocoon yourself in, but his heart swells at the fact you were seeking comfort in him. 

“Hmmmm,” he pretends to pout, pressing his lips against the sliver of skin showing on the juncture of your shoulder and neck. “Should I leave sunshine?”

You shake your head against Yoongi, one of the hands that was gripping onto his shirt, coming away to hold onto the sleeve of the lion hybrid behind you before he had the chance to pull away. He smiles fondly at the action even if you weren’t coming out to play. He kisses the back of your head quickly, using your current state to his advantage. He feels you stiffen slightly before you relax again, your heart is hammering so hard he can feel it through your back. His eyes glance at Yoongi, a silent communication shared between them both, the same thought echoing through their minds. It might have been wrong, it might cross every boundary Namjoon told them to avoid, but they would scent you so intensely that if you were with a hybrid tonight they would suffocate on the stench. They would cover every available inch of you in their smell that every hybrid would know you were accounted for. They didn’t even want to think about what they would do if the stupid person you were seeing was human. 

Hobi rests his forehead against the back of your head, wishing he could just read your thoughts. Why were you doing this to them? His embrace tightens, his sunny disposition clouding. He didn’t think he could handle it, if you came into work smelling of someone else. Something sharp grips his chest, like a thousand thorns piercing into the flesh, trying to claw its way into his heart. He wants to beg you not to do this, but the words get caught in his throat. 

He closes his eyes, sniffing your hair subtly before it would become tainted by someone else, trying to lock it into his memory as if this was the last time he’d see you. He was usually so content in your presence, always eased and comforted by just your smile or laugh. But now he was fighting back tears, feeling like you had slipped out of reach even though you were here in his arms. He feels another hand on his other arm, recognising Yoongi’s touch. The lion hybrid was pouring out a damp essence with his sorrow, unbeknownst to you, but the older CEO could sense it. Maybe a part of you could too, your thumb starting to stroke his arm soothingly making him ache.

Why didn’t you want them the way they wanted you?  

—

Day one of not being able to see you and they were already a mess. Three Hybrids laid in Jungkook’s room, staring at the ceiling wondering where it all went wrong. The bunny hybrid took the bed, Taehyung was on the floor, the oldest maknae on the bean bag. They were in here all day, feeling lost without work, well not work, without you. They didn’t realise how much they looked forward to their day because of you until Namjoon took it away from them. 

“This week is going to be torture if all we do is contemplate our life choices,” Jungkook states blankly, his stare still on the ceiling. 

“It’s already torture,” Taehyung huffs, clutching onto the pillow he stole from the bed earlier. “Did you hear him last night tell Hyung he had plans for us when we got back.”

He shudders, his chin digging into the soft material in his hands for comfort. He may have been a tiger but their alpha could instil fear in anyone, regardless of rank or breed. 

“What plans?” Jimin asks, his head rising to look at his best friend on the floor. 

“He’s going to make us work on another floor,” Taehyung replies sadly, his whole face falling from despondency to complete heart break.

Jimin groans, pushing his hair back in frustration as his head hits the beanbag again.

“He can’t do that,” Jungkook says quietly, terrified at the prospect that the one thing that keeps him sane at that dreaded building was going to be kept away from him.

“He can,” Jimin spits before whining, “this is so unfair, he’s overreacting and he knows it.”

“I’ve never seen him so mad at us before,” Taehyung sniffs. 

Jimin sighs, not wanting to add to the melancholy infecting the tiger hybrid.

“Maybe he’ll come to his senses before we’re back at work,” he tries to sound hopeful, but it fools no one. 

“Even if he does, we still have a week of suspension,” Jungkook scoffs. “He won’t back down on that just to prove a point.”

They sit in silence, stuck in this purgatory without you. 

“Right!” Jimin sits up with a clap, looking at the other maknaes with an expression that could only be described as displeased. “We can sit here all week, or we can distract ourselves.”

“How?” Taehyung asks with a pout.

“Treat it like a holiday,” Jimin suggests. “Let’s go out before the hyungs come home.” 

Jungkook sighs, it wasn’t a bad idea, but it would have been better if you were part of the equation. 

“Where do we go?” he tries to give into the proposition but he wasn’t feeling it.

“I don’t want to get hit on,” Taehyung announces, the insinuation in his voice clear, that meant nothing too public, or anything too high end.

“We’ll clear out the VIP lounge at our club,” Jimin shrugs.

“Which one?” 

Their company owned a few but they were more personal entrepreneurial revenues, Hobi, Yoongi and Namjoon owned Cypher, a more underground clubbing scene. Hoseok owned another with Jin and Jungkook called Jamais Vu, while Jimin shared Dionysus with the panther and their alpha. 

“What difference is sitting in a club going to make when we can sit here?” Jungkook grumbles. “What's the point?”

“We have a week of hell Jungkookie,” Jimin stands, walking over to the bunny hybrid pushing him to get up. “Let's try to survive it.”

“I don’t want to go clubbing, I don’t feel like dancing,” Taehyung mopes.

“Aish you both are killing me,” Jimin complains, still trying to budge the maknae into moving. “What about your bar Tae?”

He contemplates it, eyes looking up as he thinks it through. Scenery was normally quiet, only bringing in the older generation since it was a jazz bar as unique as the tiger hybrid himself. The others didn’t think it would do as well as it had but some people wanted the gentle calm compared to the rioting lights and loud music. It was huge so even if it were a busy night it never felt like it. 

“Yeah Jungkook let’s go,” he agrees after deeming the suggestion acceptable.

The youngest groans, his arms covering his eyes in protest, pretending to sleep.

“Jungkook, do you really want to stay here and hear the hyung’s gloat about their day with Y/n?” Jimin sounds solemn, making the bunny peer at him. 

No, he didn’t want that at all. 

—

“Explain to me how this is different to staying home?” His nose twitches cutely, watching Taehyung’s regular patrons enjoying their evening, not missing the way most of them were couples. Jimin can’t help laughing at the pout and grumpy eyes the bunny was adorning, 

“This place has alcohol,” Jimin giggles, already on his third drink. 

“We have alcohol at home,” Jungkook mumbles back, leaning back in their booth near the back of the establishment while Jimin signalled to the bartender for a top up.

“So much for not dancing,” Jimin chuckles at the sight of the tiger hybrid dancing on his own, perfectly content surrounded by the couples, not a care in the world. He catches them watching, giving them both a shy smirk, teeth biting into his bottom lip as he grinned. 

“We should invite Flower here,” Taehyung says a little breathlessly as he slides into the booth next to Jimin, seemingly having had enough of the dancing. 

“You know hyung banished us from the office,” Jimin thought out loud, “he didn’t say anything about contacting Angel out of hours.”

Jungkook snorts at the logic.

“I think it was insinuated,” he rolls his eyes, the pair of them instigating an argument about the topic while Taehyung watches chuckling. 

“What hyung doesn’t know won’t hurt him,” Jimin shrugs.

“How many times have you said that-”

But the tiger hybrid doesn’t hear the next words, his face turns blank as his senses tune into the sound of the door opening, the little bell ringing. He doesn’t understand why he can suddenly feel his heartbeat harder in anticipation, his sixth sense taking over control of his body. There’s a gust of wind, a gentle breeze he can feel through the open door, and with it a familiar scent.

“How many times do you drag us into trouble?” Jungkook was still squabbling with the arctic fox, the pair of them unaware of their friend’s wavering attention. 

“Taehyung tell this kit-”

They both turn to the tiger hybrid, taken back by his look of shock until they follow his line of sight. Their hearts stopped, taking all the life out of them in a single gasp. Was that really you or was it a mirage from their abstinence? Jimin and Jungkook are about to smile until they notice what Taehyung already had. You were sitting at the bar in front of them, seemingly alone until they saw the man you were with bring back two glasses. The smile you give him has them sobering.

Taehyung growls so deep that anyone would think he was in his tiger form, his eyes glow with a tint, penetrating that spot the bastard had his hand on your back. Jimin and Jungkook fare no better, a solemn fury burning through their sudden glares, and you must’ve felt the heat because you turn like they called your name, your gaze meeting theirs.

You turn away quickly, feeling like you got caught cheating which was absolutely ridiculous. You shouldn’t be feeling guilty, so why was it eating you alive? You tried to smile at your date as he leaned in to ask if you were okay.

Jimin scoffs at the sight, a humourless breath of laughter escaping as he shakes his head, who the hell did this idiot think he was? Why were you with him?

“Are they friends…?” Jungkook tries to keep the venom out of his voice, tries to dispute the idea you were out romantically with this asshole.

“If it was friendship they’d be out in a group,” Jimin comments. “Look at their body language, his especially, my little vixen is out on a date.”

The possessive lilt in his tone is intense, his glare burning your back. There’s a rumble from Taehyung’s chest at his words, the tiger’s tail whipping so hard you could hear it slice the air.

What the actual hell? Of all the places to see the CEOs, of all the nights, why this one? Why here? Your heart was thundering in nerves, you tried so hard to swallow but your throat had run dry, and your hands were shaking so bad you didn’t think you could pick up your glass.

“Hey, are you sure you’re okay?” Eric asks you for the second time, your date so far had been fine, but even though it had only really just started you were so ready for it to end. He seemed like a lovely guy, not too eager, a little bit goofy and funny in a way that wasn’t his whole personality. But the second you met him, you saw all the ways he wasn’t them, and you realised that wasn’t fair on him. 

You were trying, really truly trying to give this a chance, but those three intense stares you could feel on the back of your head reminded you of all the reasons why you didn’t want to. 

You didn’t need this. The whole point of tonight was to build boundaries and distances, how were you supposed to do that when they were here.

“This place is something else,” he says trying to make conversation, looking around at the decor and beige tones. You couldn’t tell if he liked it or not. “So why did you want to come here?”

“Umm, I don’t know,” you admit. “There’s just something about this place that seems familiar and comforting, you know?”

Oh the irony of your words. You needed familiarity and comfort around you when you were stepping out of your comfort zone, but the three hybrids behind you had destroyed that plan. 

Eric smiles at you in a way that lets you know he didn’t get it, it makes you laugh at the foolishness of your words. At least he laughed with you, the atmosphere only lightening a smidge. 

“For a place that you like, you haven’t touched your drink,” he notes, looking at both your pints, yours was full, his halfway through. Fuck it, you needed something to take the edge off. His jaw drops in surprise as you down the whole thing, the glass coming down empty onto the bartop. “It wasn’t a challenge.”

You catch the amusement in his eyes, rolling yours jokingly with a smile. You could do this, you could totally handle being out on a date with the three of seven of the loves of your life watching you. You hiccup, did you really just think that? You were meant to think ‘three of seven of your bosses watching you’, you didn’t mean what you thought before. Shit, maybe you drank that a bit too quickly. 

“Top up?” he asks, picking up your glass as he finishes his own, walking away to the busy barkeep when you nod. You didn’t want another drink, but you needed to breathe. For a second you forget something glaringly obvious, until three bodies join you where you’re sitting. You blink repeatedly at the stern expression of the arctic fox hybrid next to you, wondering if he were really there. The scene resembles something familiar to you, a mirror of how they would join you at your desk at work, but his eyes spell trouble in a way you don’t think you’re used to. 

“Did you miss us, my little vixen?” Jimin asks, his voice low, the smirk on his face dangerous.

“Huh?” You only gawp at the question, your mind drawing blanks and failing to comprehend his words at all with his body so close to yours. 

You hear a scoff on your otherside, turning to relieve yourself of the oldest maknae, only to meet the possessive anger in Jungkook’s gaze, Taehyung next to him, leaning on the bar, ignoring you. 

“She didn’t even notice we were gone,” Jungkook comments, his tongue pushing hard against his cheek in frustration, believing his own words. “One day with the hyungs and she forgets all about us.”

He sniffs the air, not missing the way your skin was drenched in Yoongi’s and Hobi’s scent. Well your date was definitely not a hybrid, any right minded one would sense the obvious courting markers and run a mile, especially when it was a couple of predators that had done the scenting.

“The hyungs obviously haven’t done a good job keeping you company angel,” Jimin says, glaring at the advancing human walking their way. He puts on his best fake smile, ready to lull his new prey into a false sense of security before he takes you away.

“Y/n?” Eric looks at the men that joined you, frowning in question.

“E-Eric, umm these are my bosses from work,” you try to keep your features calm, but nothing would hide the alarm in your eyes. There's a low growl next to you at your statement, Jimin’s disapproving stare berating you more than his words could.

“Oh,” he says nodding, trying to understand the situation because something didn’t feel right. “What a small world…”

Jungkook scoffs again, what an idiot? Why were you here with an idiot?

“I hope we aren’t interrupting,” Jimin continues, that faux innocence in his voice not matching the devilish smirk on his face. “But the more company the better right?”

Eric now realises what was wrong with the scene in front of him, you were here on a date with him, but with the way the hybrids were surrounding you, he was nowhere near you. He was on the outside looking in, like the three men were purposefully keeping him at a distance, away from you. He awkwardly places the pint as close to you as he could… or as close as they would allow. 

“Taehyung actually owns this bar,” Jimin gestures to the silent tiger before taking a sip of his drink. “What are the chances we’d run into you here?”

You can’t think of anything to say, your mouth kept opening and closing intermittently, you couldn’t meet anyone’s gaze, especially not your date’s. All the times you wished the ground would just swallow you up to escape, this was the hardest you prayed for it. Your hands fidget on the bar, fingers playing with each other, the uncomfortable air stifling. A large palm covers your own to quell the growing anxiety he could smell, your eyes pulled towards the culprit. Taehyung hadn’t said a word since they saw you, but his hand engulfed both of yours, unable to stand his mate in distress even if there was a volcano in the pit of his stomach ready to blow. He still doesn’t look at you, stoically staring ahead at nothing even with your eyes on him.

Eric’s frown turns comical at how intently he stares at your connected hands, adding numbers together but not yet reaching a conclusion despite how obvious the answer was. He tries to side step closer to you but the way the rabbit hybrid was standing behind you, curving his body to your right side, there was no way he could close the distance. 

“Y/n do you want to dance?” he asks instead, if he couldn’t come in, he would pull you out instead. Did your bosses not realise you were on a date? Should he make it obvious you were to avoid any awkwardness?

Their backs stiffen, the palm covering your hands tighten their hold almost in warning if not desperation to stop you. Jungkook grunts in anger, the sound falling deaf on the human’s ears but not yours.

Cat got your tongue Kitten, dammit why could you hear Yoongi’s smug voice in your head now of all times. Y/n say something, you beg yourself. You don’t miss the sound of two tails sweeping through the air in agitation, trying to work out why they were behaving like this, until it clicked. 

If they thought you were part of the pack, then it was only reasonable to assume they’d be protective over anyone approaching you. You’d seen it before amongst themselves, the way they’d act if someone tried to hit on one of them. That must be it. 

“You go ahead,” you finally say with a tightlipped smile. “I’ll be there in a second.”

Although confused, your date decides to do as he’s told. You could feel the tension in their shoulders relieve with each step he took away from you.

“Are you guys okay?” you ask, they weren’t at work today and now you’re sure their moods were bitter bordering on bursting, something must have happened. They look at you in disbelief, Jimin laughs humorlessly shaking his head at how oblivious you could really really be sometimes. What excuse did your human brain come up with now? He had to know. How did you see all the signs they were giving you and translate them into something so ridiculous?

“Are you on a date?” Jungkook asks venomously, eyes holding yours so piercingly you have to remind yourself he wasn’t a snake hybrid. 

“I-I am,” you try to sound confident. “Look, thank you for watching out for me, but Eric is fine.”

You try to smile, you really did, but you don’t know who you were trying to convince. 

How could you not hear their hearts shattering? Of course they knew, but until it was out of your mouth it wasn’t solidified, it couldn’t be true. There’s a small whimper expressed from the maknae that he couldn’t control. 

“And I should probably be getting back to it,” you sigh, standing up from the barstool, trying to ignore the way they were all holding onto you in some way. Jungkook’s hands ghosted over your arms, wanting to pull you back in your seat but he’s resisting the urge as much as it killed him. Taehyung’s hand lingers on yours for as long as he could before they’re gone. Even the back of Jimin’s forefinger was tracing your arm lightly as you stood, the anguish on all of their faces apparent. How could you be here with someone else when yesterday…

Yesterday you were in their arms, all afternoon. They scented you, they courted you, they looked after you. And you returned it all. How did that mean nothing to you? Were humans really that callous or so indifferent? Not you, they couldn’t believe you were that way, but the evidence staring at them as you started to walk away.

Taehyung can’t stand it, his teeth grinding hard as he grabbed your wrist and pulled you next to him, startling you with the sudden way your body jerked to his command. 

“Tae-”

The low ferocious rumble from his chest silences you. His eyes avoided you the whole time he came to stand beside you and now they burned into yours, an unforgiving fire making them glow. Taehyung sits on the barstool next to yours, spreading his legs as he places you between them. The position is familiar, you were in a similar one earlier with the panther hybrid, but the glint in his eyes has it feeling so different. Your breathing turns so heavy you’re almost panting, his face so close to yours, all your senses are engulfed in him. Your pulse was so fast you could convince them you were a little hummingbird hybrid about to get caught in the tiger’s teeth. 

“Taehyung,” you breathe, unable to look away from him, his grip was still like iron around your wrist, his tail wrapping around your middle. It was suddenly so hot, you felt like you were on fire, and all you wanted to do was smother his lips with yours.

You’re grateful for a second that he looks away, giving you a chance to catch your breath, and resist the pull of his stare. The feeling doesn’t last long as you realise his gaze has travelled down to your attire, the disapproving hum vibrating from his throat. You chose to wear this enchanting dress for someone that wasn’t them, you consciously went through your wardrobe and chose something so flattering for a man that you barely knew. His eyes snap back to yours, the flames reigniting in them with more lethal intensity. You gulp, just to soothe your drying throat. 

“Y/n?” 

Neither of you flinch at the sound of your concerned date, unable to comprehend the sight in front of him.

“Are you okay?” he says more urgently. “Hey I don’t think she wants you to hold-”

He makes the grievous mistake of trying to pry Taehyung’s grip away, the tiger turning his carnal fury on the stupid human. But before he can unleash his roar, you pull him back, fingers on his chin turning his face back to you. 

“Eric I’m really really sorry,” you apologise and meaning it. “I’m part of their pack, you’re a stranger so they’re not familiar with your scent.”

You turn to the human as you explain, as much as Taehyung would let you.

“It agitates them, because they don’t know your intentions,” you sound logical, convincing, of course you do, you believe the nonsense you’re spouting. 

Jimin said he wanted to hear the excuse you were making in that brain of yours, and here it was. If anything it aggravates them more, not just at your imperception but the fact all of this could have been avoided if Namjoon just let them confess.

“Does that make sense?” You ask, cringing at the awkwardness.  

“Yeah that does,” he sighs, glancing at the hybrids that look ready to pounce and tear him to shreds. “Don’t worry about it, we can reschedule for another time.”

You smile gratefully at him, thankful he wasn’t screaming insults at you and making you feel like shit. 

“Over my dead body,” Jungkook huffs under his breath, loud enough for you to hear.

“Thanks Eric,” you ignore the bunny’s outburst, “I’ll see you soon.”

At those words Taehyung’s tail wraps tighter around your waist, the movement not missed by the human.

With a wave he’s gone, and they finally feel like they can breathe. 

“You guys are seriously too much,” you sigh, skin still tingling from the sensation of the tiger hybrid’s touch. “He wasn’t going to kill me.”

Jimin can’t stop the higher pitched growl leaving his lips.

“You don’t know that,” he scoffs.

Their clouded heads were clearing, slowly realising the events of what just happened even though they just lived them. This was bad, their judgement was so dictated by their jealousy and possessiveness it was bordering on dangerous. 

“I think I need to go home,” you announce in a quiet voice, your own train of thoughts already taking you away from them.

“We’ll take you,” Jungkook offers, ready to rectify his mistakes.

“No I think you guys have done enough,” you frown at the floor, your harsh words hitting them with shame and heartache. 

Jungkook blinks back sudden tears, unable to handle your rejection, even if he deserved it. 

“Angel-”

“I really don’t want to hear it tonight, please,” your eyes close, fighting back your own watering eyes, swallowing down the hurt. 

How could they do this to you? How could they not realise how you felt and not let you take this way out of it? They didn’t want you, they didn’t love you back, they weren’t allowed to behave like this and confuse you. You pull Taehyung’s clutch away from your wrist with your other hand, his tail falling limply at the grief sinking his whole soul. 

You don’t say a word as you walk away, leaving three hybrids too stunned to speak. 

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Did you understand the nightmares that haunted Namjoon at night? The images of you accusing them of heinous hideous things that in the moment he believes with his whole heart. That look of hatred on your face that burns into his brain. Every time he woke up the hurt lingered into the day.

It’s a stupid defence mechanism he knows, the way he’s been behaving recently. His wolf side is angry and pissed with his human parts and the hybrid is taking it out on everyone around him, even you, even if you both hadn’t spoken since the day before yesterday.

The worst part of it was, he was holding you at a distance, his usual cure for his downcast thoughts. You were the one to pull him out when he buried himself in his overthinking and his insecurities. You always dug him out, and this time you didn’t, and he wouldn’t let you close enough to. This time you left him under the weight of his own misery and walked away with another man. His jaw clenches unconsciously, his bite so tense his teeth would break under the force.

This just proved everything he had been saying was right. You didn’t want them. They were helplessly and hopelessly in love with you to the point where they recognised you as their mate, and you didn’t return the feeling. As much as Yoongi argued that you were human so therefore you were dense to their affection, Namjoon couldn’t agree. How could you not see it when they behaved the way they did with you, only you. When else had he found his employee in the arms of his packmate asleep? When else would he allow someone outside of his pack to get as close to him as you did?

And to top it all off, every member of his pack started courting you for real the day you smelled the way you did. They were oblivious to it, or denying it themselves, but something inside of them clicked that day, and Namjoon could see the consequences in their behaviour even if they couldn’t. Why didn’t they understand it was futile, they were going to get their hearts torn out because of a human girl. Before their affection and gestures were always poised as a question, an indirect way of asking if you were interested in them. But now the boundaries were gone, they recognised you as their mate completely whether you were or not, this was everything he was trying to prevent. It was one thing to think it, now their more animalistic sides would accept nothing less but your hand in theirs. 

His tormenting thoughts come to an abrupt stop as do his steps. He was walking past the empty meeting room, on his way back to the office when he heard it. He should walk away, but he can’t bring himself to. There was no way he should know that was you, but he did. His fingers close around the handle, his thoughts in overdrive, fighting with himself about what to do. 

His instincts take over when he hears the sob, opening the door in a flash to the sound, staring incredulously at the sight of your tear stained face. You struggle to stop crying, choking on your tears as you try to control them, turning away from him. Your hand covers your mouth as you whimper, unable to hold back now the floodgates opened. You hear the door slam shut thinking he had left until you hear the lock. 

“Babygirl-”

“Namjoon I-I’m fine,” you hold your tears back long enough to say it as firmly as you could, your face scrunching as the downpour continues. 

He can see your shoulders trembling, he can hear the pain in your voice. It killed him.

Someone hurt his mate, as much as he tried to stop the thought it echoed in his head loudly. His mate was hurt, his mate was crying. He was caught between wanting to tear someone’s throat apart for putting you in this state and the urge to comfort you in his arms. It physically pains him not to step towards you, to not give in to all the cells in his body that screamed at him to go to you.

He couldn’t be a hypocrite, he has repeated to the others so many times, you weren’t theirs. How many times did he preach not to cross the line? How many times did he break his own rules?

“Y/n, as your employer, as your friend,” he says as calmly as he can, “tell me what’s wrong.”

If there was ever a wrong button to press, Namjoon could find it. You let out an unbearable whine, drowning out your loud cries in both your hands. 

He takes a deep pained breath, his eyes closing as he fights so hard with himself, the wrinkles between his brows deep as caverns. He couldn’t, not after everything he said to the others, he couldn’t…

Fuck it.

His long strides close the distance quickly, his arms turning you to face him as he buries you into the safety of his chest. His arm traps you in his hold when you try to push him away, one hand in your hair trying to soothe you.

“Shhh babygirl it's fine,” his chin sits on the top of your head, his palm alternating between patting your head affectionately and stroking the strands. He’s never seen you like this, or heard just an anguished cry in his life. “I’m so sorry…”

He felt compelled to say it, hating himself for everything. 

He lets you bawl your eyes out against him, holding you firmly through every violent tremble that shakes your body. His tail wraps behind you like a second arm would in a hug, his ears twitching to every sound you make. You clutch onto his shirt like a lifeline, unable to tell him he and the others were the reason for your tears. 

It came out of nowhere, but repressed emotions have a way of finding an out. You barely made it to the empty meeting room before the tears started dropping, and you couldn’t stop. Everything that was happening between you and them overwhelmed you, you couldn’t take it anymore. You wanted to bang your fist against his chest and demand they understood what they were doing to you. You wanted to confess everything, let the dice fall wherever they had to, but you could barely breathe, how could you find your voice?

This needed to end before it destroyed you.

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Slippers!

Featuring the Sanzo party, Koumyou, Ukoku, Hazel, and Gat!

I think the slippers I chose for Gojyo (Kappa), Hakkai (Hakuryuu), Goku (Monkey), and Ukoku (Bunny) are straightforward.

I picked Lions for Sanzo since he has a lot of pride, and he makes the other three do all the work if he can get away with it xD

Foxes for Koumyou since he gives me foxy old man vibes.

Penguins for Hazel because of his color scheme, plus the way he walked while he sung Hazel Manual in the Oasis musical reminded me of a penguin.

And bears are perfect for big, strong, protective types like Gat

#saiyuki #genjo sanzo #sha gojyo #son goku #cho hakkai #hazel grouse #gatty nenehawk #koumyou sanzo #ukoku sanzo

[tarotwithavi]

Pick a picture : let me hype you up!!

Pile 1 Pile 2

Pile 3

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Hey! Everyone, this is a new pick s card from me and if you're wondering why I always do these kinds of readings, the reason is simple "I love hyping you up! "

Anyway today's pick a card is going to be a little different, I will not write things in paragraphs. I will just write anything random that I get . So prepare yourself my lovelies , the show is starting !!! \(≧∇≦)/

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Pile 1

Pile 1 you know how to work hard for what you love like you're never going to give up on what you want. That's fucking impressive!! Let me tell you I lot of people tend to give even at the little inconvenience, but you don't .

You're like the allrounder in the group.

For some of you I'm getting that you would sometimes be the reason some couples breakup.

You've got the perfect balance within yourself.

You love yourself and are full of confidence.

I see that some of you have suffered from depression in the past and (even tried to commit suicide) but you recovered and came back stronger than before . I salute you for that

People are surprised by how you can overcome your problems.

I am getting that you have some sort of sexual aura or that you can turn on anyone you want.

Bruh! You're like the money magnet if you don't see it now you'll probably in the future.

I'm getting that you love to travel and learn about different cultures.

Pile 1 even after all this you are kind , Lighthearted and carefree.

People love to talk about you behind your back it's like they can't speak in front of you.

Some message that might resonate: lotus, poppy, rabbit, horses, black, tears , roses, gothic aesthetic, house of memories.

Lots of love ❤

My Masterlist

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Pile 2

You'll are so tempting that it's so hard to resist you!!

You guys know what you're worth.

Do you like little mix? Because I think that you might like them.

I am hearing the "I know what I'm worth". I forgot which song this is from.

You are like flash, I mean you finish your work in no time.

Pile 2 now you have alot of choices and you've very hard for them.

I am getting that you've the mindset of " Even if life burden me with work I'll still be grateful for that, because I know this is all for me".

Some of your could be a leo Or have leo in your chart.

You like to solve everyone's problems and sometimes you can forget yours.

But remember pile 2 never give anyone more importance than yourself, always out yourself first.

I get that I lot of you could be single because I see that you have high standards and would not settle for less.

Many of you could be a singer or dancer.

Pile 2 you're going to receive alot of proposals in the future.

You're like a lion confident and always ready to attack whoever messes with you.

Some messages that might resonate : gold fish, grasshopper, Ram ( hindu God) , innocent face, chrysanthemum, blue eyes,brown hair. Colored hair.

Lots of love ❤

My Masterlist

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Pile 3

If you're attracted to pile1 make sure to check that out too.

I feel like you're a family person or that you give most of your time to your family.

I got that you're sweet and innocent to your family and the people you love and foxy and cunning to the people you don't like.

You have this kind of switch where you can turn your emotions off.

You might not like the idea of love this is not for everyone just for some.

Girllll stop taking to much stress on your shoulder go out, have fun, buy the things you love.

If see that you're working on becoming more confident and lemme tell ya you are going be a bad bitch when your start being confident.

Sometimes you like to acting opposite of what you are .

Like people will literally let you step over them.

If you're seeing 1111/111 this is your sign that you're at the right place.

You should listen to power by little mix.

I see that a male is going to message you soon, he might have tattoos.

He might be a businessman.

You have cat eyes? 👀 because your eyes are fucking gorgeous.

Someone is getting between your friends or the things you love.

You are literally the walking good luck charm.

Girl your legs are gorgeous ✨

you slayyy queen 💅

Some messages that might resonate : performer, harp, Lily, Fox, kangaroo, Hat , karma, stepping towards something new. bts .

Lots of love ❤

My Masterlist

PAID READINGS

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#free readings #free tarot #tarot cards #tarot reading #tarot #oracle reading #pick a card #ask game #paid readings #pick a picture #pick a photo #pick a pile #pac reading #pac tarot

[helinedmightbehere]

tsams but as quotes said in my class cause why not

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Sun: But what if someone starts a rumor about you? Moon: Just start a rumor about them. Lunar: Eclipse has foot fungus!

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Glamrock Freddy: *knocks on the doors to the Daycare* New Moon, excitedly opening it: Chocolates again? Glamrock Freddy: Uh- no. I came to give Earth her official card and stuff. New Moon, disappointed: Oh.

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Moon: Why is it that whenever I'm near you, I just want to fly into the heavens to get away from you? Foxy: Because you're an angel. Moon: ...nobody has used this many pickup lines on me as much as you have. Foxy: You look like a model. Moon:

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Foxy: Was your father a thief? Moon, under his breath: Oh god- Foxy: 'Cause he stole the stars, and put them in your eyes. Moon: I swear to- Foxy: And if you were a vegetable, you'd be a cute-cumber. Moon: Not even a thousand conversations with Sun is going to help me recover from this.

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(That one April fools video dimension)

Trashcan Man: Cut. Sun: *still fake crying* Trashcan Man: I said 'cut', why is he still crying?

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Eclipse: Even lions are less feral than you idiots. Bloodmoon: *standing in front of a burning building*

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Sun: So, you know the people behind me? New Moon: Mhm? Sun: They...they were talking shit about me, to me. New Moon: Wh- Sun: They didn't recognize me. New Moon: How? Sun: I have no idea-

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Sun & Lunar: Threeeeeeee~ Moon: ...Are you two having a stroke?

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Golden Freddy: Just relax and focus. New Moon: You're telling someone who has their mind in a thousand different places at once to focus. Golden Freddy: Yeah.

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Sun: Okay, this part, we'll just look at this part- Sun: Sun: Oh god.

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Eclipse: So basically mental violence? Sun: ...How do you know that? Eclipse: :) Sun: How do you-

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Eclipse: Is that a garbage bag? KC: Yes. Bloodmoon: Who are we kidnapping?! Eclipse: No- NO-

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Sun: To write your feelings to someone? Everyone else: *stares at Sun*

#if y'all want more then don't worry #i have like 3 pages worth of quotes left #helined rambles #sun and moon show #incorrect quotes #sun and moon show sun #sun and moon show moon #sun and moon show lunar #sun and moon show eclipse #sun and moon show kc #sun and moon show bloodmoon #sams sun #sams moon #sams eclipse #sams lunar #sams bloodmoon #sams kc #tsams #sams

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╰┈➤ Old Friends | Jeon Jungkook

✎PAIRING: Jungkook x fem!reader

✎SUMMARY: somewhere along the way Jungkook and you lost the lead. You’d take one step forward and four steps back. Somehow everything was lost in the path of love, in the path of something so beautiful.

✎WARNINGS: minor character death due to breast cancer, angst. Jk is a little mean for a short while, parental divorce, fluff!!

What started out as a young and blossoming friendship between the seven year old Jungkook and seven year old Y/N, turned into a sour misadventure of young hearts, splitting right under the setting skies of Paris, The young boy still living in Jungkook had his confidence and love taken, and the small girl still lively in Y/N, had her first true heart break.

Y/N found Jungkook under the staircase of their gym. Big bug eyes teary and small button nose red, her heart skipped a beat in pity and hurt, without a word hugging the younger boy to her smaller body. She offered him her favourite animal crackers, which only served to make him cry a little harder, sobbing heavily as he murmured a small ‘thank you’ and picked up a few of the lions.

Y/N smiled at him, eyes crinkling with her deep and sweet smile, urging Jungkooks boyish smile. Tears glistening in the boys eyes as Y/N wiped them away, optimistically telling him ‘now no more crying’ in her high pitched voice. The young boy nodded, smiling shyly as Y/N nudged his shoulder ‘wanna tell me what upset you?’.

The mysterious and cute boy swallowed thickly, chest swarmed with hurt and discomfort, ‘Henry told me I don’t belong here’. His voice was raspy, cracking as his bottom lip wobbled, y/n cooed, pecking his salty cheek and giving him her orange juice.

He thanked her, smiling a small smile.

From that day, Y/N became jungkook’s first friend and his favourite person. He invited her to his birthday party, which was exclusively only for him and her to enjoy in some restaurant his mom booked, full of games they could explore idly. Their moms sat somewhere in the corner, watching their two children being extremely loud and ruckus with everything but enjoying themselves.

That day, he traded his larger teddy with Y/N, telling her the pink teddy was too girly for him even though he did genuinely like it. She handed him his present, ‘i hope you like it kookie’.

The iron man teddy, though now slowly loosing his threads and has age related marks still sits on his bed. At fifteen years of age, the teddy is still his favourite item he owns. Just like the pink teddy is precious to y/n. Not really understand the homework he had, he asked his most valued person for help.

A couple days after the birthday party, you had learned jungkooks parents were divorcing. He was having a rough time, asking where his father is, wondering why he left. At the age of thirteen, Jungkook started resenting his father for leaving his mother and him for a younger woman. Now he sits across y/n with books splayed out in front of them, both rubbing their heads in confusion.

“Honestly kookie, I don’t think I’m much help to you”

He laughed. Y/N, had noticed how much he started growing into his features. His doe eyes turning more foxy, cheeks becoming higher and jawline more prominent. Y/N, though she knew much earlier, has became frighteningly more aware of Jungkooks handsomeness. She started wondering what it’d be like to kiss him. To feel his soft lips against hers. But she never let him know. It was her little secret, even if she knew it was wrong because he is her best friend and she’d never risk it like that.

At eighteen Y/N realised her feelings were much more than just a teenage crush. She hated the sight of him with other girls, it hurt her deeply. It made her tummy churn and her chest squeeze. In turn, she’d take that pain and sleep with men she didn’t particularly know much about.

What she didn’t realise is Jungkook’s feelings were even stronger for her, hating the sight of her crying over men who didn’t deserve her, worrying about her twenty four seven, staying up all night when she’d go out for drinks with her friends, always picking her up and comforting her the next morning when she’d throw up. She was his third eye, she was the woman -along side his mother- he’d protect with all his might. The woman he’d chase across the world.

Everything he was working on, his entrance for college, his career, everything was for her. Even if he didn’t end up with her, he was doing it all to ensure she had the most beautiful life possible. Opening a savings account and putting away money for her. So he can make sure she’d never have to worry about money problems like she did when they were younger.

The day both of them stumbled into his home drunk and giggling, his mother was there with a worried look and a slipper in her hand as she slapped both of them on the ass for worrying her about their were abouts.

At sixteen, Jungkook had to comfort Y/N when her mother passed away to breast cancer. He stayed all week with her, feeding her small amounts of food and helping her cope. For three months straight, Jungkook ensured her comfort. Ensured Y/N knew she had someone aside from her father to lean on. Jungkook was her fallen angel.

The young pair was together through thick and thin. From picking each other up and glueing one another back together, to sharing wonderful memories. They were there for each others firsts, from first kisses, to first cars. Jungkook and Y/N, though they did not know it yet, were destined for each other. They were bonded for life.

For their 21st birthday they flew to Thailand. Exploring new places and destinations, spending sunsets and sunrises together. That was the first time Y/N rode on a motorcycle, clinging to jungkooks back as he chuckled, wind blowing threw her hair as she laughed away. A beautiful sunset taking over the city. It was magical, beautiful. It was everything Y/N dreamed of, having Jungkook to herself for a week straight.

At twenty five years of age, they travelled to Europe, Paris was their destination. They were to spend a year there, learning French, making cheese from scratch and working at a bakery. Jungkook was the happiest he was in his life.

“I’m screwed,” y/n whispered to Jungkook, “the bagel is not bageling”.

Kneading the dough, jungkooks brows furrowed as he snickered, “that’s not a word love”.

“You get what I mean”.

Y/Ns dream was to open her own bakery in Paris, and Jungkook was adamant on making that dream come through, soon he’d tell himself.

“Well lucky for you I knew the bagels were not bageling,” he chuckled, “and made a new batch”.

He watched the way her eyes lit up, pecking his cheek as she tied the apron on her back, “you are mighty kookie!”.

During their two week work-vocation, they spent the last weekend drinking, drinking a little too much. A little too confident with their steps back to their shared apartment, somehow, words have been twisted, and Jungkook finally uttered the feelings laying heavy on his chest.

“Leave that ugly French guy,” he’d say to the sobering y/n as he swayed and she opened the door, “he’s no good for you. He could never treat you the way I could. Y/n you know me practically all my life, and to be fair, I fell in love with you when I was seven years old.”

“Oh don’t be silly, you didn’t even know what love was at seven.”

That crushed Jungkooks heart. Though he was drunk, he understood everything you were telling him and it stung him even worse than when his father left. He nodded, shutting his mouth and going to his room. Y/N didn’t intend to respond like that, she got far too nervous. She wasn’t sure wether he was spewing random Freud of love thoughts within his drunk-ness or if he truly meant his words.

The following morning, as Jungkook woke up with a pounding headache and Y/N, ever the light weight, was throwing up, he tended to her like always. Even if his heart was on its last hinge. He still rubbed her back and helped her up. Later that day, Y/N approached Jungkook.

“Yesterday, when we uhm, got home-“

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

Y/N was hurt, he remembered but didn’t want to acknowledge it. It was pitiful the way he didn’t even look at her and instead, sipped his beer and looked at the tv. Y/N felt like she was choking, like he took a knife and slit her heart open. It was an awful feeling and she hated it. To be so ignored just told her she was falsely hopeful.

What y/n hated, was that for the next week Jungkook gave her the silent treatment, as if they were ten years old and arguing over who touched whose toy. At the bakery they worked in, y/n once again approached Jungkook, this time a lot more gently and sweetly.

“Kook can we talk”

“I’m busy.”

Y/N felt herself finally breaking down. Her heart aching so painfully she thought she was having a heart attack. To be shut down by your best friend is one thing, but to be ignored and given to cold shoulder is another thing. It hurt her so bad, that once they got home she looked at him with eyes full of tears and once again asked.

“Kookie, can we please talk”.

“We have nothing to talk about.”

Nodding silently to herself, she didn’t even shrug of the knee length faux fur black coat, instead turning to the door and leaving. Her fishnets done absolutely nothing to keep her bare legs warm in the bitter cold of Paris. Her above knee checkered dress was usual in keeping her body from shivering. But she was hurt, and she needed to be away from him, or else she’d be completely broken.

For more than a week now, he’s ignored her. Shut her out. Didn’t utter a single word to her, and refused to discuss what had been said. Now she sat at the curb of the path, staring up at the lit up Eiffel Tower, stuck in the city of love with a broken heart. She scoffed to herself, sniffling as her eyes teared up all over again.

Though hurt and stubborn, Jungkook followed her steps. He knew he messed up, but the way she had answered him that night really hurt him. Closed the deal for him. He shouldn’t have expected her to reciprocate his feelings, but he hoped, that maybe even a little bit of her had more than just friendly feelings for him. Despite it all, he still had to make sure she was okay.

Sitting beside her, he nudged her shoulder, offering her a pack of animal crackers. She looked at him with knitted brows, clear hurt evident in her eyes, “so now you want to talk? It took me breaking down for you to talk to me? Really Jungkook?”.

He sighed, his head hanging low, “y/n there isn’t much to talk about. I told you I love you and you told me it wasn’t real, what’s more to it? You want to tell me you hate me too?”

She scoffed, getting up of the curb and patting her backside off any dirt, “maybe if you talked to me, you’d realise I was nervous when you said that to me. Maybe you would have had the opportunity to tell me again, and I could tell you I felt the same way, but this time you’d be sober,” she turned away from him, “and I broke up with ugly French guy a long time ago.”

She began walking away, and as stunned as Jungkook was, he sighed heavily once again, following her closely as she walked away from him and into the city, taking the known route back home. The bustling of the streets was loud, at ten past nine it was usually busy. He had to make sure she got home safely.

The following day, jungkook unexpectedly back hugged Y/N in the bathroom as she brushed her teeth, weakly trying to shrug him off, “I’m sorry love, I have something to show you, will you come with me it’s important?”.

Even if she was beyond annoyed with Jungkook and upset, she’d follow him into the depths of dark, so nodding an annoyed yes, she dressed quickly and followed the man closely.

“Before we get there, I want to tell you, that I truly am sorry. I was just so upset when you said my feelings weren’t real, I thought you were trying to tell me you didn’t see me like that. It was childish of me to react like that anyway, but I hope you aren’t too upset with me”.

Her annoyed expression was enough to tell the young man she was pissed off with him, “I’m mad but I’ll get over it.”

He smiled, hugging her to his side as they continued to walk. Finally, they were stood in front of a unit, on the shopping street, there were plenty of shops and restaurants and business around, and there was this little place, outside covered in an ugly green and white colour. Her brows furrowed, unsure of why she was directly staring at their reflection in the windows, until she noticed the small Neon sign on the far wall ‘Angel Bakery.”

The name she told him she’d put down as their bakery’s, name. Her eyes teared up as she turned to look at him, he held a set of keys, his own eyes tearing up as she smiled at him, falling into his arms as she hugged him. She sniffled into his neck, his arms hugging her tightly as she pulled away from him, holding his chin in her hands and pecking his forehead.

“My angel, you’re my angel kook. No matter what you do, you’ll always be my angel”.

He smiled that bunny smile at her, eyes glancing to her lips as he held her face in his hands. He stared deeply into her eyes, both of their chests swarming with feelings, tummy’s full of butterflies as if they were on a rollercoaster, his lips met hers in a sweet kiss, her arms wrapping around his neck as his wrapped around her waist.

“Friends huh.”

The sound of Jungkook’s mothers voice brought them out of their daze. Both of their cheeks burning up as Jungkook muttered a “I didn’t think you’d be this early”.

“About damned time y’all settled down, I want grandkids for gods sake.”

The laughter filled the streets as his mother approached her son first, hugging him sweetly as she then approached you, hugging you tightly, her scent familiar and homely.

“He got you a ring since he was seventeen years old. Hopefully he doesn’t waste more time.”

A/N: enjoy my lovelies!!! This was so cute to write! I listened to ‘old friends’ by Coldplay as I wrote this.

NO TRANSLATION, COPYING OR RECREATION OF ANY KIND IS PERMITTED OF MY WORK!

MASTERLIST

#bts drabble #bts fluff #bts imagines #bts smut #jungkook x reader #jeon jeongguk #jeon junkook #jungkook #jungkookie #bts #jungkook x you #jungkook sexy #bts jungkook #jungkook imagine #jungkook smut #jeon jungkook #jungkook angst #bts jeon jungkook #kookie #jk bts #bts au fanfic #jungkook fanfic #jungkook fantasy au #jungkook fic #jungkook drabble #jungkook abs #jungkook fanart #bts scenarios #bts angst #bts fics

[artgygrl]

My favorite characters part 1

#roscuro #pear hozuki #alex the lion #foxy #norton #henry #sproingo boingo #jasper t jowls #thomas the tank engine

[superstarzolar]

FNAF Athazagora AU Missing Children References & Descriptions

(Note: i don’t understand the differences between nationality, ethnicity and race well!! so if the nationalities are incorrectly worded i’m sorry:o()

Name (Nicknames): Suzanne Park-Owens (Susie)

Age, DOB: 9, April 20th, 1976

Nationalities: Irish-American

Pronouns: She/Her

Date of Death: September 28th, 1985

Voice Claim: Baby Box (Gabby’s Dollhouse)

Personality Description: Susie is a sensitive, kind-hearted young girl who has an overwhelming soft spot for those she loves. This soft spot, however, allows her to be easily taken advantage of. It is hard for her to truly hate anybody, feeling sympathetic for most people.

Possesses: Chica Chicken, Funtime Foxy, Ennard/Molten Freddy

Name (Nicknames): Gabriel Stauffer (Gabe)

Age, DOB: 5, March 13th, 1980

Nationalities: African-American

Pronouns: He/Him

Date of Death: September 29th, 1985

Voice Claim: Dash (The Incredibles)

Personality Description: Gabe is a loving child with a heart of gold. He is described by his father as a “lion-child”, taking it upon himself to stand up for those around him (especially his friends) even if his pudgy, petite appearance isn’t intimidating in the slightest. Gabe is, however, very gullible and easily falls victim to lies and false promises if they involve his friends and/or family.

Possesses: Freddy Fazbear, Funtime Freddy, Ennard/Molten Freddy

Name (Nickname): Jeremy Roberto Doherty (Jerry)

Age, DOB: 14, December 10th, 1970

Nationalities: Ukrainian-American

Pronouns: He/They

Date of Death: September 29th, 1985

Voice Claim: Lloyd Garmadon (Ninjago)

Personality Description: Despite his eccentric clothing choices, Jeremy is a timid boy who prefers to stay in the background of things. They derive most, if not all, of his confidence from his friends, especially from their best friend (and would’ve-been younger brother) Gabriel. They make him feel strong, and he has a subconscious need to protect them.

Possesses: Bonnie Bunny, Funtime Freddy, Ennard/Molten Freddy

(Note: Jeremy would’ve been adopted by Gabriel’s family if they had survived. Sadly, both of them had died before that could happen).

Name (Nicknames): Francis Reynolds (Fritz)

Age, DOB: 9, July 29th, 1976

Nationalities: Canadian-American

Pronouns: He/Him

Date of Death: September 30th, 1985

Voice Claim: Lewis Robinson (Meet The Robinsons)

Personality Description: Fritz is, for the most part, an average boy. He enjoys drawing and making pictures of him and his friends together, especially so with his best friend, Andrew. Fritz is standoffish and a tad bit awkward, but is not socially adverse.

Possesses: Foxy the Pirate Fox, Funtime Foxy, Ennard/Molten Freddy

Name (Nicknames): Cassidy Coney (Cassie)

Age, DOB: 9, October 1st, 1976

Nationalities: Indian-American

Pronouns: They/Them

Date of Death: October 1st, 1985

Voice Claim: Vee Noceda (The Owl House)

Personality Description: Though selectively mute, Cassidy has no problem helping their friends when/if they need it. They are deeply empathetic and acts as a backbone to their friend group. Typically, Cassidy is a very passive, non-violent person; but, if somebody presents themselves as a threat to those they love, they will stop at nothing to raise hellfire on them.

Possesses: Golden Freddy/Fredbear, Funtime Freddy, Ennard/Molten Freddy

Name (Nicknames): Andrew Smith (Andie)

Age, DOB: 9, July 29th, 1976

Nationalities: Mexican-American

Pronouns: He/They

Date of Death: October 1st, 1985

Voice Claim: Ronno (Bambi)

Personality Description: Andrew is a soft-spoken and mild-mannered young boy. He prefers talking and grouping up with his friends, especially with his best friend Fritz. Andrew loves giving his friends gifts, which included paying for some of their things (such as food and tickets). Unfortunately, when faced with any form of danger, he instinctively shuts down and is of little use/help.

Possesses: Golden Freddy/Fredbear, Funtime Foxy, Ennard/Molten Freddy

elizabeth, sammy, charlie, and mikey will probably be next:o)

(edit: maybe if we all pretend that susie’s security bracelet is colored it will be)

#fnaf #fnaf mci #fnaf au #fnaf susie #fnaf gabriel #fnaf jeremy #fnaf fritz #fnaf cassidy #fnaf andrew #art #fnaf athazagora

[montywithchildhoodtrauma]

SAMS & MAFS Incorrect quotes because... I don't know at this point

Old Moon: cocks gun and points it at Sun Go to Bed. This is no longer a request, This is now a Threat.

Old Moon: You spent money on THIS?? Old Sun, putting tiny raincoats on ducklings: They live outside. They need this.

Earth: Words ending in 'ie' just sound so adorable. Like cutie, sweetie, cookie- Moon: Eyy, homie! Eclipse: But then there's cootie… Monty: Die.

Harvest: Treat spiders the way you want to be treated! Bloody: Killed without hesitation.

Lunar: Kinda sad* Are you a cuddler? Bloody: We a machine of death and destruction. Lunar: Harvest: …Yeah, we cuddle.

Harvest: What if Cinderella was a baking slave instead of a cleaning slave, and her name was Mozzarella? Bloody: Don't ever speak to me again.

Puppet: Don't have a bookmark? Try ketchup instead!! Lunar: What makes you think I read?

Earth: Are you coming to bed? Monty: I can't. This is important. Earth: What? Monty: Someone is wrong on the internet.

Harvest: Bloody! This soup is flaccid! Bloody: LITERALLY WHAT THE FUCK DOES THIS MEAN?!

Lunar: Is anyone going to tell me what's going on in here?! Eclipse: It's kind of complicated, but Monty- Lunar: Got it. Forget I asked.

Sun: About to do something incredibly stupid Moon: I know I can't stop you, but I won't let you go by yourself.

Monty: What if mayonnaise came in cans? Foxy: Well, that would suck because you can't microwave metal. Lunar: Good morning to everyone except these two people.

Sun: Well Moon, I have to say, I'm really disappointed. Moon: Well, you didn't HAVE to say it. You could've just thought it.

Earth: We’re all in this together. If one of us falls, we all fall. Nobody is expendable on this team. Harvest: Sounds fake but ok.

Foxy: Good morning! Sun: Is it? Is it really?

Harvest: Everything will be ok. You can not stop it. Harvest: Everything will be fine. You have no choice. Sun: What the fuck kind of pep talk is that? Harvest: Ominous positivity.

Eclipse: I think I mostly want to see what happens when this whole place breaks apart.

KC, pointing a camera at Rays: There they are, our sweet baby. Rays, holding a cigarette and a beer: What-?

Eclipse: Don’t weep for the stupid. You’ll be crying all day.

Bloody: is throwing stones at KC's window KC: You have a phone for a reason, Bloody! THUD KC: DID YOU JUST THROW YOUR PHONE AT MY WINDOW?!

Rays: Where are you going? Monty: To either get ice cream or commit a felony. I'll decide on the way.

Lunar: Do you have any skeletons in your closet? Old Moon: Literally or figuratively? Lunar: I have to specify?

Lunar: working in a flower shop and minding their own business Bloody, storming into the store and slapping $20 on the counter: HOW DO I PASSIVE-AGGRESSIVELY SAY “FUCK YOU” IN FLOWER???

KC: Answers phone. Hello? Moon: It's Moon. KC: What did they do this time? Moon: No, it's me, KC. It's actually me. KC: What did you do this time?

Lunar: .. .----. -- / … --- .-. .-. -.-- (translation: I'M SORRY) Sun: What's that? Lunar: Remorse code. Sun: I'm even angrier now.

Harvest: Next time I'm at the pet store, I'm gonna take a hamster and drop it in the scorpion cage. I wanna see what a hamster's face looks like when it goes, "oh, fuck."

Moon, hungover: Please tell me I'm imagining that I claimed I was king of the ducks. KC: I would, but then I would be lying to the King of All Ducks.

Monty: Dom or sub? Sun: I guess Domino's, since I don't go to Subway that much. Don't see why you'd put them in the same category though.

Foxy, gardening: Hey, can you bring me the hoe? Sun: Yeah, sure. A few minutes later Sun: Here you go. Foxy: Sun: Monty: Why am I here?

Sun: is effectively running on 5% battery* Is the pink panther a lion? Moon: Say that again but slower. Sun: I don’t get it. Moon: He’s a PANTHER. Sun: Is that a type of lion? Moon: No, it’s a fucking panther. Sun: googles panther They aren’t pink? Moon: AND LIONS ARE?!

Sun: You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast? Earth: Several traffic violations. Lunar: Three counts of resisting arrest. Monty: Roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks. Moon: Also, that’s not our car.

#sun and moon show #sun and moon show lunar #Sun and Moon show Eclipse #Sun and Moon show Kill Code #Sun and Moon show Nice Eclipse #sun and moon show bloodmoon #Sun and Moon show Earth #Sun and Moon show Monty #monty and foxy show

[mrspinkloveheart]

I'm finally done with some more designs, I only have a few more before I start working on the first page of my comic!

Both Chica's Juggler and Food Stand worker outfits!

Foxy's lion-tamer outfit!

Toy Freddy's outfit!

And last but not least! Toy Bonnie's Clown outfit!

#ask goldie anything #circus #circuscore #ask goldie anything au