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cookie-crumblr · 11 months

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AU’s With Alastair~

Animal hybrid AU

Part 1

!!MINORS DNI!!

CW: F! reader/reader has a vagina, NSFW, reader and allie are owned by a human, treated like animals, heat, non human genitalia(he has a barbed cock), lactation kink, loss of consciousness, breeding kink, creampie, biting,

!!MINORS DNI!!

You were born to a cute cow lady, and Alastair to a gorgeous feline. It all seemed completely meant to be, as you came to be at the same time.

At least he saw it that way.

You and him grew up always by each others sides’ on a farm in the countryside, far away from anything else.

His mom abandoned him with his little sister and brother, which you don’t think is uncommon for cat folk.

But you bet it would be hard for anyone, let alone a small child that now has to care for two other children with only himself.

You are both older now.

Once your respective cycles started, you had to start taking short breaks from each other.

And now you’re old enough to “work” on the farm like the other hucow ladies…

“Alright girl, you’ll have to settle with a bull eventually,” The farmer spoke a little agitatedly or maybe just tiredly, either way your heart wracked intensely with guilt.

Today had felt so painfully long.

The farmer brought bull hybrids in from all across the country to court you…

Your big eyes stay downcast, wetness clumping your pretty lashes. “I know… ‘m sorry sir, I jus’… Don’t love any of them proper.”

The farmer lets out a long sigh, “Get some rest, Y/N”

Neither you nor the farmer were aware of Alastair watching from the second story window of the bright red barn.

“That stupid farmer.” His ear flicks irritatedly as he thinks. “only caring about production, and not for Y/N at all…” His fists ball while burning holes into the side of the farmer’s head with his stare. “Why’s it gotta be a bull anyway?” He wonders.

Has a hybrid of another species been able to impregnate another hybrid before?

He’s absolutely sure it’s possible.

If not, he’ll make it possible.

Besides, nobody loves you more than he does.

A breeze passes through your hair, and flows all the way up to Allie. Ears now perked up and swiveled all the way toward you, he can smell your heat coming.

That’s probably why the farmer is in such a rush to get you mated.

Alastair has always stayed away from you while you both were on your cycles, for fear of ruining what you have together.

This time he can’t.

Tomorrow he’ll stay with you.

Another evening comes and Alastair finds you whining and writhing in your stable, you’re clearly burning up and desperate.

Face shining with sweat, with barely any clothes on, and the fabric that does try and cover you, is instead stuck to your skin, showing him your peaked nipples and your puffy, glistening lips through it.

He stops in his tracks, mouth agape, his tiny fangs peaking out from behind his lips.

He doesn’t really know what he was expecting.

But god, it wasn’t this…

He thought he was ready.

His shorts are feeling uncomfortably tighter.

You notice him as he swallows.

“Allie! uhm….” You start to cover up with a jean jacket, and he rushes over to you.

“Y/N, it’s… *ahem*… It’s okay! I’m actually here to help!”

“Allie…” Tears stain your cheeks. You get on your knees and present to him, “Then… Please, help me.”

A harsh swallow bobs his addams apple, making his choker shift.

He’s ready.

He takes his claws to your shorts and rips right through them, the freedom, and chill of the air sends shivers through your body.

He untied the silk ribbon he uses as a belt, and undid his shorts.

Next his crochet sweater was discarded to the hay covered ground.

“Wait, Y/N… I-wanttofaceyou…”

You oblige, thinking he’s adorable, and roll over, legs spread, inviting him in.

You’re breathing heavily.

He lifts your top exposing your chest.

Then he leans down to literally kitten lick your nipple, and gently flicks the other one, taking turns for both without leaving the other.

The effect is maddening.

You’re whimpering and throwing your head this way and that. Little “pleases” and “oh my goodnesses” falling from your part lips.

He smiles at this, getting the exact reactions he’s always imagined from you. His perfect beloved.

Dick now taken in his hand, he slaps your puffy cunt, before rubbing it down.

Something kind of stings as he drags down, but it’s so hot and hard it feels like everything you need right now.

“Please, Alastair… I want you inside me… I… really do love you.” You say desperation, and truth seeping from your words.

He almost breaks hearing those four words at the end, but he sets that aside for after, when he can just cuddle you. And tell you how much he’s always loved you.

His tip slides into your desperately wet hole, opening you further.

“Ahhh” You shudder as you begin to feel that which your body craves.

He slowly bottoms out, and stays there, feeling you pulse around him. His head becoming light.

He has to move.

He pulls out quick to snap him back in control of himself.

“AHHH!” You barely make out the scream as your own voice as you black out in an instant. Sharp pain and harsh, hot pleasure zapping through your insides at the same time as if a lightning bolt came down and smited you.

“Y/N! Y/N! Oh no, oh fuck, oh god” Alastair babbles as he accidentally slides back into you, to meet his face to yours.

He cradles you, his body smaller than yours, but he’s always been way stronger than he appears.

“Y/N…”

You come to only seconds later, your body burning hotter than before, you gasp, and pant.

“Allie? what… happened…”

“I didn’t think….” he’s crying into your neck. “I-I… I’m so sorry, Y/N. I shouldn’t of-”

“It felt so good…”

“What?” His cheeks reddened. “I mean, are you sure?”

Ending his thought you brought his face down to yours for a kiss. He rocked deeper into you In response.

You felt that familiar drag, as he rocked back slightly, before jamming himself in all the way.

“You like that? You want me to plow into you?” His demeanor completely changed in a split second. “Say Squishmallow if you want me to stop.” He leans in to whisper, and then kisses your neck.

You nod enthusiastically.

His hand finds your tit, when he looks down suddenly. “Wait, Y/N! Look! You really don’t need a bull!” he holds his now wet hand up.

You shift to look down and sure enough you’re lactating!

He hurries to shove one in his mouth and begins to suck, and lick as he paws at the fatty part. This is your first time being milked, and it’s your best friend!

It feels heavenly.

his tongue doing laps around you.

You cry out, “Alastair!” followed by a series of “Oh”’s

He starts pushing as deep as he can go into you.

He pulls out slow this time, as he does the pleasure mixes with pain and you feel yourself producing more and more milk, it’s building up so fast in the one he’s neglecting.

“Please! hah! swap!” You moan exasperated.

He releases with a hearty *pop!* And quickly switches to your other breast, not leaving the other one defenseless this time, he squeezes and rubs circles around your nipple.

“Your milk tastes so good, Y/N, this farm is so lucky!” his eyes are clouded over now with lust.

He’s all the way out of you again, and he slams back in with all of his might causing you to bounce.

“Ahh!” You’re almost shaking it feels so good! “M-More!” you moan.

He obliges and pulls out not as slow, but still slow enough you don’t pass out again. Then he sets the pace for the session.

Slamming into you over and over again, your legs and hips folding more and more each time so he can get impossibly deeper.

He’s purring now, vibrating your sensitive buds as he alternates and sucks on each one, never leaving either unattended.

His skin is slamming against yours, and you swear at this point you feel him hitting your cervix.

You need his cum so badly, your body burns with this sole desire as you’re becoming so overstimulated.

You’re sure you’re babbling nonsense at this point but he continues to pound you as if he has no other purpose but to breed you right here, right now.

“Are you close?”

“Yesh,” you let out a breathy slur, mind hazy and floating with the stars above.

He pounds impossibly harder, rocking your bodies into the wooden wall of the stable.

You hold on for dear life as you come undone around his cock.

Seconds later with one final thrust and he’s shooting thick, hot ropes into you. You feel so full and your temperature starts to decrease back to normal instantly.

You squeeze him, as he lets go of your chest with another satisfied *pop*

“I love you, Allie…”

“I love you too, Y/N, so freaking much.”

He stays inside you as he readjusts to cuddle on top of you, limbs tangled, and both of you breathing heavily.

A little too soon later and the farmer is walking in, he doesn’t give you even a chance to hide Alastair, before spying you both.

“What is this?!”

“Sorry sir!” You sit up, tipping Allie off of you

“Woah!” He exclaims, as he slips, sliding out of you, his cum leaking onto the floor.

“AH!” You squeal from his exit, as milk sprays from your still engorged tits.

The farmer’s eyes widen, “Well… I can’t really complain with this outcome.” He takes his hat off to scratch his balding head. “Well Alastair, looks like you officially work for me now, specifically with Y/N.” he turns to leave mumbling, “if it works, it works i guess… How come i ain’t never thought of cat folk?”

You both giggle, before your temp starts to rise again.

“Allie! Help?”

“Yes, ma’am!” he folds you over yourself again, and slips in easier this time.

“Oh, you’re perfectly prepped from last round… Remember the safe word?”

“mmhmm!”

This time he bends over to your neck and bites you as he pulls out. It hurts in both places, but it feels so good, like an electric shock going straight through your body to your core.

He’s back to purring loudly as he starts to slam back into your abused and throbbing pussy.

You both come quicker this time, your moans and his mewls becoming one mini orchestra to your fuzzy ears.

His tail swishing with his motions, and yours sticking straight out, as tensed as your curled toes.

You feel his hot cum filling you up for the second time, you can tell it’s even more this time, and your own orgasm milks him for everything he’s worth.

This time after, you both drift off into a comfortable sleep, while holding eachother close as possible.

When you wake again, you’ll still have eachother, and you’ll be together for whatever comes next…

#my oc #oc x reader #oc x you #yandere #my fic #yandere x reader #yandere x you #femboy x reader #femboy oc #femboy vampire #reader x femboy #femboy #femboy cat hybrid #cat boy #hucow reader #oc alastair

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adalricus · 5 months

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Yandere Character Masterlist:

Infatuated with you:

- Concept

- Part one

-Part two

-Part three

Yandere!Mermaid:

-Introduction

Yandere farmer:

- Yandere!farmer x livestock hybrid!reader (hcs)

Yandere!Snow leopard hybrid:

- Yandere!Snow leopard hybrid x gn!reader (hcs)

Yandere!Vampire:

- Yandere!Vampire x Gn!Reader (hcs)

Yandere!Cat Hybrid:

- Yandere!Cat Hybrid x Gn!Reader (hcs)

Yandere!Crybaby:

-(male) Yandere!Crybaby x Gn!Reader

Yandere!Lunar goddess:

Yandere!Lunar goddess x Gn!reader

Yandere!god + yandere!cult members:

Yandere!god + yandere!cult members x cult leader reader

Various:

- Yandere characters x gn!reader that fall asleep everywhere

#soft yandere #tw yandere #yandere #yandere x reader #oc x reader #yandere oc #yandere x darling #male yandere x you #oc #masterlist #fanfics #yancore #female yandere x reader #cat hybrid

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retrobp · 1 year

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ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ Kitty Weekend ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ

'My mother always warned me about humans, saying they'd use us. But why do I want you to use me?'

Pairing: Cat Hybrid!Jennie x Female!reader

Tw: Yandere, Manipulation, Somnophilia, non con, mention of rape, a lil bit of nsfw, extreme gore, murder, blood (I do not condone this behaviour! It's all fiction).

Summary: During a random weekend, you went to visit your grandma with your family. However, you didn't expect her neighborhood stray kitten to turn out to be a hybrid. And the worst part? She was infatuated with you.

You groaned as you helped your dad carry the suitcases . After a four hour drive, you finally reached grandma's house for the weekend.

Inhaling the smell of your childhood home, you grinned. This place smelled almost like petrichor, comfort, and home. You lifted the suitcase and ran inside, the soil crunching beneath your boots.

After tea with your granny, you decided to visit your backyard. The cold, wet soil felt strange between your toes; it was a feeling you missed. As you gazed at the plants, you internally praised your grandma's gardening skills.

You were so caught up in admiring the red roses that you failed to notice the movement around you. You jumped when you felt something on your leg, and when you looked down, you saw a gorgeous fluffy cat, as dark as the night sky. You kneel down to pet it, gently raising your hand.

Grandma stares at you from afar, astounded. As you gently scratch behind the cat's ears, she steps towards you. "Jendeukie doesn't like anyone," she tells you as you stand up. "She hisses at everyone, this is the first time I've seen her be friendly like this."

You grin proudly, patting Jendeukie's head. As both of you walked back home, you gazed back at the mysterious lil cat, who was staring at you with her big adorable brown eyes.

ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ ☽･ﾟ:*✧

Soon, darkness fell and an illuminating full moon loomed high in the sky. You yawned, closing your math textbook.

It took you a few minutes to relax once you lied down on your soft bed. As you slowly drifted into dreams, you heard a faint meow and a few scratching noises outside your window. A little black kitten was hanging barely on the windowsill when you peered down the window.

You gasped and pulled the little kitty in. She walked over to your bed and meowed, looking at you while she lay next to your pillow. You froze in your place. Then, you smiled and played with the kitten for a little bit.

After about an hour, you cooed at the cute bundle of fluff snoring near your pillow. You looked at the clock, and realized it was after midnight. That's when you decided to sleep too.

And that's when Jendeukie awoke.

She sniffed your face and noticed that you were a deep sleeper as you didn't notice her walking on your tummy. She looked over at the night sky, illuminated with a bunch of stars. She closed her eyes, and it took a matter of seconds to turn into her hybrid form. She giggled as she walked over to the mirror, looking at her naked form.

Her eyes then fell on your sleeping form, snoring lightly hugging a pillow. She licked her lips as her legs went weak. You were so gorgeous and stunning in her eyes. Her mother always warned her about interacting with humans but the moment she saw you, she knew you were her soulmate. She knew you were the one.

She slowly walked towards you, her eyes wide with curiosity and fear and her tail swishing behind her. Her hands slowly roamed around your tummy, gently lifting up your t-shirt. You flinched a little in your sleep but that didn't stop Jendeukie.

She tested a little, dragging her nails around your chest. You moaned a little in sleep, which awakened something darker in her. She'd love to hear you moan like that just one more time.

She climbed over you and gasped when she saw you beneath her. A few minutes later, she sees herself playing with your chest while kneading your tummy. She moaned your name needily, humping on your thighs. "Oh fuck, (Y/N)....hnghh so close~~" she whispered as she reached her climax.

That's when she jumped out of the bed alarmed. She.....Oh no. She touched you without permission. This was bad....so bad. She should be punished. She curled herself in a corner of the room, staring at you while the sun rose.

You groaned when the sunlight hit your face through the window. That's when you noticed your t-shirt and bra was thrown on the other side of the bed and you were naked with just your trousers on. You gasped and looked around, just to see a shadow, hiding itself behind your desk.

"What the f-" you mumbled, trying to remember about what happened last night. You were scared shitless and....was there someone under your desk?

You threw a t-shirt on and grabbed your bedside lamp. Walking closer towards the desk, you gasped. Two innocent brown eyes looked at you, except this time it wasn't a cat...

ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ ☽･ﾟ:*✧

"I'm s-sorry Y/N-ie I know that i'm a bad kitty" whispered Jendeukie, sobbing into her hands, not daring to look at you. You gulped, why was this nude woman under your desk and why was she crying? And how the hell did she know your name?!

And that's when you noticed the twitching cat ears and the tail between her thighs. The brown eyes.....wait-

"You're a h-hybrid!" you squeaked walking backwards."You're that kitten....but y-you're a hybrid? Aren't you illegal?" you mumbled to yourself in shock.

She wiped her tears and looked at you, and my goodness she was absolutely gorgeous. Your eyes widened and you looked away as she stood up.

"Do I disgust you?" she asked you, looking down at her feet pouting. You blushed and shook your head whispering no. You felt bad for her, so you rushed to your wardrobe and gave her your white t-shirt and sweatpants. "Uhm w-wear this!" you squeaked as you kept the clothes on your bed and rushed to the bathroom, letting out a breath you never knew you were holding.

Jennie chuckled as she sniffed your clothes. She couldn't believe that you fell for her lies so easily and all it took was a few tears. She quickly wore the clothes and sat on the bed when she heard the bathroom door open.

"Um okay Jendeukie, o-or whatever your name is you need to leave before I call the cops..." you managed to say without shaking. "It's Jennie, love and please don't call the cops! I'll go but I just want one thing" she looks at you cutely and rubs her thighs together. She walked towards you, her tail swishing behind her and caressed your face.

You widen your eyes and push her away. That was the last amount of patience she had. She slammed you on the wall and grabbed your thighs as you try your best to push her. "What the hell?! Let me go you freak!!"

She giggled and latches her lips onto your neck, ignoring your pleas to stop. You scream for help but no one payed any attention except Jennie, making beautiful purple artwork on your collarbone with her lips while kneading your breasts.

She threw you on the bed with strength you never knew she had. You looked away, tears falling from your eyes as she had her way with you.

ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ ☽･ﾟ:*✧

You slowly opened your eyes and looked around. You gasped at the unfamiliarity of the room. Tears pricked at your eyes when memories of the morning hit you. You looked out the window, golden sunshine glowing on you as the sun set.

Slowly tiptoeing out the door, you realized you were in a cottage of some kind. There were so many red rosed and pretty tulips outside but you paid no heed to it as you sprint for your life. Suprisingly, there was no one around. Not even her...

You sprinted out of there in no time and that's when you ran into some kind of foresty area, feeling a sense of familiarity. Your eyes widened as you surveyed your surroundings. Just a few more steps and you could be at the backyard of your home! You breathed in relief while running faster as you see the backdoor of you grandma's house.

Entering slowly, you called out to your dad but heard no response. You walked slowly into the living room, but you wished you didn't.

The body of your grandmother lay on the floor, her eyes had been stabbed out and her limbs had been severed. Your mother was carelessly dangling on the rail of your staircase, with her insides threatening to spill out.

You let out a blood-curdling scream while pulling your hair. Falling to the ground sobbing, you notice something in the corner of your eye. Jennie was on top of your father, staring at you with a very unsettling smile. She started giggling like a maniac and tore your dad's abdomen, pulling the large intestine out. You retched onto the floor, and stared at her in shock.

You looked up at her as she walked over to you seductively, covered in blood with a smile so wide it looked unnatural. Holding your cheek, she cooed at you and gently ran her fingers through your hair.

That's when she stopped smiling. She pulled you up by your hair and dragged you out of the house. "Stop screaming darling! You only get to scream when you're in bed with me!" she shouted over your sobs and screams as she dragged you through the rose bushes your grandma had grown.

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darlingpwease · 9 months

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flirty merman MO RAN, who is very grateful that you returned his comb to him, and, as a thank you, he is ready to show you some kind of find like a lovely reef that has not been touched by a human hand, — and you would once again think about how good an idea this is, but he looks so sunny and warm that you can't help but feel an unconscious trust in him.

after all, he's a mermaid, not some shark or octopus hybrid, so it's not that serious a problem, and it's not that deep; of course you leave information to the coastal service that a familiar mermaid takes you to the sea, just in case, before sinking together to the seabed.

... how unlucky it was that one of the most serious storms happened that day. fortunately, few people were swimming at this time — and only one presumed death, the person did not have time to swim out when the storm began, there were torn fabric of the suit, which is identified as theirs.

xue meng really doubts that it was a good idea to arrange an artificial storm for such a thing, but even he dares to say little when MO RAN becomes more lively and cheerful.

sirens are really creepy.

#🥮 — husky and his white cat shizun #✉.mo ran #🧸.hybrid au #🧸.yandere au

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itchelramirez · 3 months

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I’m back again asking help finding a fic because I swear I read this but I can’t find it anywhere so losing my mind here this fic was a yandere hybrid type with San from Ateez as the main guy he was a cat hybrid and he was the king of a cat world and the MC lives in the human world where she save a cat from dying but it turned out to be jongho who was San brother so the prince of their land and because of that San wants to marry MC but MC is in love with wooyoung who is her best friend in the human world I think seongwha was a magical person who granted wished but took advantage of people so it cost them a lot and Hongjoong was like SAN’s right hand man and yeosang was imprisoned because he tried to leave the cat world to be with his love in the human world I don’t remember who Mingi or yunho were but I do remember one of them being like the chef

This author also had other stories one where Hongjoong and Seongwha were like in the mafia or a gang but where in high school and they like this girl and basically force her to be their girlfriend but then San comes and is the new student and is yandere for her and tries to get her but is held back cause the matz team claimed her

I know there’s more stories from this author but those are the main ones I remember and I just want to know if this author like deleted their account or if I’m confusing them with something else so yeah any help please

#yandere ateez #ateez yandere #cat hybrid #yandere sans #kpop yandere

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yanderes-galore · 2 years

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Yan Hybrid Sanford H/cs? If that's okay, I thought a Beefcake Kitty would be neat.

Beefcake kitty is adorable <3

Yandere! Cat Hybrid! Sanford Concept

(Hybrid AU)

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Overprotective behavior, Kidnapping mention, Forced affection, Licking, Manipulation, Possessive behavior, Murder mention, Blood mention, Obsessive behavior, Delusional behavior, Hybrids, Forced relationship.

- Pulling his behavior a lot from his regular concept as usual.

- He's relatively the same except a large cat hybrid stray-

- Unlike Deimos and Hank, who jump straight into obsessing, Sanford takes time to build a sense of conpanionship before thinking you're the one for him.

- He starts off hesitant when you meet him, a stray built pretty well and surviving fine with his cohorts.

- He doesn't come up to you right away like Deimos, although he is enticed when he sees how you give the others strays affection.

- He wants some... so he begins to trust you when you encourage him close to feed him and stroke his ears.

- It's not that hard to tell he has a thing for you, you just can't tell how bad it is until later.

- His purr is probably the loudest of the main three.

- You'll end up feeling it in your soul when he lays on you.

- Also, lucky for you, he's not a hybrid that bites!

- He's the only one out of the main trio that doesn't bite.

- He was raised better.

- Sanford still comes off as pretty serious like his normal counterpart.

- Although he's still emotional and caring, too.

- Feeling upset?

- You have a beefcake of a hybrid padding over to you to sit by you.

- You'll feel him press his head against you, purring in an attempt to get you to notice him.

- Hard to stay upset when he's doing that.

- Unless he's the reason, then it's just irritating.

- The closest he gets to biting is licking you.

- It feels odd yet pleasant, he's a hybrid that wants to keep those he cares for clean and healthy.

- So expect this a lot-

- Sanford is still delusional when he's obsessed.

- He's convinced you're his partner even if nothing is official yet.

- He also believes you can do nothing wrong, along with himself.

- You can't convince him his beliefs are wrong as he'll just disagree.

- Killing that Grunt was necessary? He thought he cleaned his claws well....

- Speaking of which, protective.

- He gives you space at times but he will have trouble doing it for long periods of time.

- He will growl and hiss at people who come near you.

- Death glaring them the whole time through his glasses.

- You can tell he's pissed by the tail flick.

- He is not afraid to tear and bite into Grunts that get a bit too friendly or violent.

- You could say this shows him as possessive too.

- Sanford would also manipulate you into doing what he wishes.

- He didn't kidnap you- he just brought you to his little safe place.

- That mostly covers his general behavior.

- Now just some little things.

- Places he loves to be touched is ears, tail, and chest.

- You hear all sorts of purrs when touching his chest.

- Definitely one to lay most if not all his body weight on you while sleeping.

- He's warm but heavy-

- Also you would like to not feel his purring in your organs while sleeping.

- He eats a good amount, honestly.

- Loves it when you feed him and loves to hunt for you.

- Sanford's going to stick you in a box fort.

- Deimos wants to come in but isn't usually allowed, much to the smaller stray's dismay.

- Domestic cat vibes, he isn't as feral as Hank and Deimos so he is just very domestic.

- Would not mind if you gave him a collar, he adores it if it's from you.

- Especially if it says to be returned to you....

- Overall Sanford is a domestic cat hybrid that is very overprotective and possessive.

- He already thinks life together with you will be pleasant.

- You aren't leaving once he trusts you.

#yandere madness combat sanford #yandere madness combat #yandere cat hybrid #yandere hybrid #yandere madness hybrid au #yandere sanford

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queenie-the-court-jester · 2 months

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Yandere farm x farmhand reader 🌾

A/n: this contains few nsfw mentions, mdni please! They're not all that yandere, just a bunch of dumb silly hybrids trying to catch their favorite humans attention. This is their intro

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★yandere farm x farmhand reader. I know this isn't original, but I always love the concept. Just minding your business, sweaty and hot from the sun, when suddenly a certain German Shepard hybrid starts sniffing you up and down, lapping up your sweaty skin and grinning when you swat him away. How did you end up here?

★maybe you came here for a summer job, maybe some relatives owned the farm, maybe you were always working here. Either way, it doesn't take long for the hybrids to notice you once you arrive.

★the bulls and cows watching curiously from the fields, the centaurs trying to peek from their stables, the merfolk living in the lake just down the property poke their little heads out. The dogs barking from their Little homes, and the cats watching from the windows. You couldn't help but gawk at the variety of hybrids, there were so many! Merfolk, avians, cattle, cats, dogs.

★your first week there was nice, the other farmhands were nice, and the owners were so sweet! Always speaking fondly of their pets, the old couple would watch them run in the field or play by the lake. You yourself found them a little annoying. Always sniffing, grabbing, nipping at your clothes. You've had to fight your overall bottoms free from one of the pooches one too many times. The cats were no better.

★your second week you meet the cattle and centaurs. And unlike the house cats and guard dogs, they're less handsy. Simply observing from afar. Occasionally sniffing you before nodding their heads and pulling away. Letting you do your job of combing, cleaning and fixing up them and their stables. The cattle would happily let you milk them, applying the breast pumps to the females and a cock pump to the males. You ignored how they looked at you strangely during milkings

★the third week you meet the avians. Odd little bunch, hopping around and puffing up their chests. They watched you enter their enclosure curiously, you were busy picking up their molten feathers because you thought they were pretty. So bright and colorful! Walking around bent over a little when you finally notice the peacock male standing right Infront of you. He gave you a pointed look before his tail feathers expanded. Looking prideful, tilting his chin up as if in an arrogant way. Swaying side to side and closer to you, while you just held the feathers in your hands, a little confused. He got closer until he let out an incredibly loud squawk. Turning around abruptly to glare at the cuckoo who bent down to poke his butt. The cuckoo gave you a grin before climbing back up the tree, using this time as distraction, you quickly escaped.

★on the fourth week, you meet the merfolk. Having been here a month, they were eager to meet you. Watching you walk on the dock with fish feed, eagerly Perking up and swimming closer. You shook out a good handful and chucked it out for the koi fish to eat. They swarmed the area until all the food was gone, simply staring up at you. One poked her head out, tilting it a bit and making a 'click' sound with her tongue. You mimicked her, doing the same. She seemed elated, making various whistles and clicks, splashing up and down the lake. The lake was manmade and filled with koi fish when it was finished, but then again there may be more fish not even the owners know about since it was so deep. How'd they get in there? You're not sure, but you just know it.

★on the fifth week your owners told you about how they had bought multiple sheep, and goats. One male for each group. Watching the loading truck approach the little barn they were finished building. So that's why it was there, they started construction when you arrived the first week. You helped the other farmhands get them situated, at first they were rowdy and a little aggressive but for some reason calmed down when you approached them. Your colleagues now called you the sheep whisperer. You quickly learned how to shave their wool and milk the goats properly. Sometimes braiding their long hair, you just wish the ram would stop headbutting the nearest male colleague for your attention.

★On your sixth week, you went for a walk in the forest when suddenly a little body of fluffy fur tackled you, growling with it's teeth barred. You looked up to see a Pomeranian hybrid, trying it's best to look intimidating. Their fluffy tail gave them away, it was wagging 100mph. They visibly deflated when you reached up a hand to pet them, letting you for A couple minutes before getting off. Walking back into the woods towards three wolves. Dissapearing with them. Not soon after you found a friendly garden naga. Just lounging on a rock and enjoying the sun. You asked to join and they let you, laying there for a good while until you had to go back to the farm. Noticing they had wrapped their tail around you, oh boy. It'll take a good while to get out. Welp, might as well make yourself comfortable and wait for the dogs to come find you

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HYBRIDS AND THEIR NAMES:

Week one, cats and dogs;

Brutus, dog hybrid, 18, German Shepard, he/him

Dolly, dog hybrid, 26, doberman, she/her

bladviba, dog hybrid, 25, black Russian terrier, he/him

Molly, dog hybrid, 17, chow chow, she/her

Sweet pea, dog hybrid, 17, samoyed, they/them amab

bubba, dog hybrid, 37, borzoi, he/him

Princess, cat hybrid, 18, ragdoll, she/her

Prince, cat hybrid, 19, Norwegian forest cat, he/him

King, cat hybrid, 27, Khao manee, he/him

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Second week, cattle and centaurs;

Miss bené, cow hybrid, 49, white park cattle, she/her

Miss blackberry, cow hybrid, 22, Aberdeen Angus, she/her

Miss Polly, cow hybrid, 26, Aberdeen Angus, she/her

Miss frufru, cow hybrid, 28, Aberdeen Angus, she/her

Miss Vivian, cow hybrid, 35, Aberdeen Angus, she/her

Big daddy, bull hybrid, 52, Aberdeen Angus, he/him

Johnny, bull hybrid, 18, Aberdeen Angus/white park cattle, he/him

Jacqueline, centaur, 19, shire horse, she/her

Timothy, centaur, 21, galineers cob, he/him

maya, centaur, 17, fjord horse, they/them

Casper, centaur, 23, ardennais, he/him

miguel, centaur, 18, Andalusian horse, he/him

harmony, centaur, 25, Breton horse, they/them

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third week, avians;

Sydney, avian, 22, cockatoo, they/he

Evangeline, avian, 19, peacock, she/her

Gabriel, avian, 20, peacock, he/him

fajarah, avian, 24, indian ring necked parakeet, she/her

Foolish, avian, 26, owl finch, he/him

simon, avian, 28, tyto alba, he/him

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Fourth week, merfok;

tancho, koi fish merfolk, 19, tancho koi, he/him

kiko, koi fish merfolk, 19, kikokuryu koi, she/her

hime, koi fish merfolk, 19, hirenaga koi, she/her

Tsu, koi fish merfolk, 19, doitsu koi, they/them

koromo, koi fish merfolk, 19, koromo koi, he/him

Mason, lake 'monster' (crocodile), 20, freshwater crocodile, he/him

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Fifth week, goats and sheep;

Sally, goat, 25, angora goat, she/her

Opal, goat, 24, Tennessee fainting goat, she/her

Sasha, goat, 26, australian cashmere goat, she/her

kim, ram, 23, dutch landrace goat, he/him

Poka, sheep, 19, Valais black nose, they/them

Juniper, sheep, Valais black nose, she/her

violet, sheep, 18, harri, she/her

azucar, sheep, 17, Columbia sheep, she/her

Wehrner, ram, 21, American black belly, he/him

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Sixth week, the forest creatures:

roxy, wolf hybrid, 19, grey wolf, she/her

Silas, wolf hybrid, 21, grey wolf, he/him

Milo, wolf hybrid, 20, albino Grey wolf, they/them

Kiki, dog hybrid, 18, Pomeranian, they/them

Coachella, naga, 27, garden snake, they/him

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yxami · 2 months

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hii yami !! i just followed cus i was in love with your writing, esp the catboy roommate one it was so cutee 🥹🫶 and is there any chance that you will be writing more about him?

I’ll write some more for you right now

You were walking the same pathway you always did after leaving work, it was a small walk and why not enjoy the day? No point in wasting your gas for a 4 minute drive anyways.

It was quiet, perhaps a little too quiet since all the birds have hushed down with your presence. You thought it was because of your keys loudly clinking together, but you’ve been hearing rustling every now and then, every step you take, there’s a gust of wind hitting the bushes.

But you haven’t felt any wind.

You stop suddenly, having a good idea on what might be held behind the forest green bushes. Before the critter could realize you’ve noticed it, you yank whatever fluffy thing was now in your hands.

“Seriously?” You say, seeing him land on his behind after you pull him at your feet, making him looking up at you while facing forward. He tilts his head more to make eye contact.

“I was.. it’s- ugh I was just trying to make sure you brought home the food I asked for.. I was really craving it.” He pouts, cheeks puffed up as he gets up, snatching the bag filled with his favorite snacks out of your hands, landing into his claws.

“And you had to hide in the bushes for that?” You chuckle, amused at his poor lie, you knew he cared more than he revealed but he really must’ve been worrying about something if he came to fact check.

“Shut up..” He huffs, ears pinning to his head as his tail wags in irritation, subconsciously drifting to rest on your arm, he always had to be connecting his body with yours for comfort.

“Cmon, let’s go, or do you wanna sit on the sidewalk like a stray?” You tease, glancing at him one more time before continuing the short journey home. “If you keep sitting there then I’ll leave you there like one”

He perks up in surprise, noticing that you were leaving without him, yanking the bag with one hand he stumbles to get up, sprinting to catch up with you.

“Hey! You don’t mean that right?” He calls out, pouncing on you as soon as you laugh in response. “You’re so mean!”

After that, he was too distracted with chatting about his day to noice that he clung to your side with his tail wrapped around the corner of your shirt as if the two of you were lovers.

#yxami’s yam #yandere #yandere male #yandere boy #yandere best friend #yandere fluff #yandere scenarios #yandere imagines #male yandere #yandere x you #yandere x reader #yandere x gn reader #yandere cat boy hybrid #catboy yandere #tsundere yandere #Yandere tsundere #yandere catboy

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namsfuriousphantom · 10 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Kim Namjoon | RM/Original Female Character(s), Kim Namjoon | RM/Reader, Bangtan Boys | BTS Ensemble/Original Female Character(s), Kim Taehyung | V/Park Jimin Characters: Bangtan Boys | BTS Ensemble Additional Tags: Yandere Kim Namjoon | RM, Mermaid Namjoon, Mafia BTS, Boss Kim Namjoon | RM, Hybrids, Hybrid Kim Taehyung | V, Cat Hybrid Park Jimin (BTS), Cute Jeon Jungkook Summary:

This is a brief list of all of my upcoming fics.

#ficlist #bts fanfic #bts #fanfic #yandere #mermaid namjoon #yandere namjoon #mafia au #mafia boss namjoon #hybrids #cat hyrbid park jimin #wolf hybrid kim taehyung #namjoon smut #smut #mermaids #prince namjoon #prince seokjin #prince taehyung

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ofallthingsnasty · 1 year

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oww, I really liked your fanfic, Hunter is a very cute boy and big puppy! 🥺🥰💕

well, do you want to write smth about cat hybrids? 😅 You know, cats are very territorial and possessive creatures, so cat hybrids would make great yandere characters, hehe.😈 (non con, rape or whatever you prefer)

I had an idea for a fanfic in drafts: a girl buys/rescues a small cat hybrid. when he grows up, he begins to be jealous of his "mistress" and claim his rights.

if you are interested in the idea, and if you have a desire to write something, I will be glad to read everything that you write!!!💖😸

I'm glad you enjoyed after hours!! 💕💕 I love hybrid fics, there is just so much potential. I am working on another one right now but it's a bull hybrid/reader/dog hybrid fic - something with a cat hybrid is definitely on my list as well ☺️ Thank you for the ideas!! 👀💕

#ask #after hours #cat hybrids are just so distinctively different from dog ones hehe...#and i really adore the concept of reader rescuing a stray only for them to become super yandere for you

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bunnis-monsters · 12 days

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Yandere!Dragon Hybrid that protects his pregnant mate with violence, ready to tear apart anyone that comes close to where they’re nesting.

He’s keeping you on his bulging cock to keep both of you warm as the snow rages on outside.

Soft purrs leave his throat, his claws running over your swollen belly as his scarlet eyes stare down at you with utter adoration. Cumming inside is the only option for him! You have to be claimed after all!

The decorations in the cave are a bit unsettling, but you get used to the human skulls and bones of unknown origin eventually.

Besides that, it’s quite beautiful, with jewels and gold glittering all around, he’s quite proud when you take notice of his hoard, and adores to ravish you when you’re wearing some of the treasure he’s collected!

Only the finest silk and softest blankets are used to build your nest, along with fabrics he’s cum all over! After all, his scent should soothe you, he’s your mate!

Defending you and keeping you safe are his top priorities. He’ll bring home his kills like a house cat bringing you a mouse, confused on why you cry and scream when he drops a mauled human in front of you.

He worked so hard to protect you, don’t you love him? Aren’t you proud? It hurts his feelings a little… but he once heard from a human that happy wife equals a happy life, so he spoils you to make up for it.

Pampering you comes at a close second on his list of priorities.

Your belly is so swollen with his child that eventually, walking becomes hard! He does everything for you. Hunting, cooking, bathing you, it’s all to show his love and utter devotion to you, his everything.

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yandere-daydreams · 3 months

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Title: Ferine.

Pairing: Yandere!Toji x Reader (JJK).

Word Count: 4.1k.

TW: Hybrid AU, Non/Con, Fem!Reader, Slight Manipulation, Rough Sex, Oral Sex, Knotting, Mentions of Blood + Violence, Slight Breeding, and Biting.

Toji was, by far, the largest hybrid you’d ever taken care of.

Which, technically speaking, wasn’t that big of an accomplishment. This was barely your third month at the research facility, and you could count the number of hybrids you’d encountered before being hired here on a single hand. Still, even compared to the other wolves you currently looked after, Toji was beyond impressive. His long, pointed ears and stocky build set him well above six-foot, and even if he’d lacked height, he would’ve been able to make up for it with the planes of sculpted muscle circled around his biceps and thighs, laid over his chest and back. Top it all off with a set of claws each longer than your pointer finger and sharp enough to pierce reinforced steel, and he was practically fit for exhibit. Not that Toji could ever actually be a show dog, no – he’d tear the judges apart before they’d so much as heard his name. He was sweet, but he had a temper. You had to be careful not to set him off.

His fangs were impressive, too – perfectly in-tact despite years of less-than-adequate care, only a touch duller than a real wolf’s. You were careful not to let your hand stray from where it cupped his cheek as you looked for signs of damage or rot only to, of course, come up empty. The longer you spent with him, the more convinced you were that nothing could actually hurt Toji, even if the faded scar stitched into the corner of his mouth suggested otherwise.

“All done,” you started, letting go of his cheek. Immediately, Toji’s jaw snapped shut with enough strength to take off a finger, had you given him the chance. “Perfect as always, Toji. I think you might be my best patient.”

A cocky smile found its way to his lips, and you could hear his tail beating lazily against the dirt floor of his enclosure. The facility was committed to replicating the natural environments of their more exotic hybrids as closely as possible, even if Toji claimed he’d trade it all for a punching bag, or better yet, something ‘real’ to dig his teeth into, whatever that meant. “Do I get a treat, doc?”

It was asked playfully, but still, you hummed by way of confirmation, pulling your duffle bag into your lap and fishing Toji’s well-earned rewards – a generic chocolate bar and a can of some painfully acidic, sickeningly sweet brand of soda your hybrid patients couldn’t seem to get enough of. It was a meager prize, but it was as much as you were able to spare considering how strict his caretakers were when it came to his diet. You’d probably save yourself a few dirty looks if you didn’t give him anything at all, but it didn’t feel right to leave him empty-handed.

He accepted your humble offering greedily. While the chocolate bar was stowed away for later consumption, the can was pierced with a clawed thumb and emptied in one long, unpleasantly audible swig. You’d only started to push yourself to your feet when Tojj finished, letting the now empty can fall to the ground before turning his attention back to you. “It hurts my feelings, knowing you’re just gonna run off and put your hands on another animal.” His ear pressed flat against his scalp, as if he was trying (and failing) to feign disappointment. “If I didn’t know better, I’d start to think you didn’t really care about all the time we’ve spent together.”

“You’re not exactly in desperate need of medical attention,” you chided, throwing your bag over your shoulder. “And I’m on a schedule. Not all of us can sit around, grooming ourselves all day.”

That earned a breathy laugh, a coy lilt to his smile. “Well, if you wanted to take a shot at it, I wouldn’t—”

“Save it. I get enough of that with the cats.” Just thinking about it made you grimace. It was one thing to think that Toji might bite you. Knowing Satoru and Suguru – the bonded leopard and panther pair who shared a check-up date with Toji – would insist on licking any exposed skin raw before letting you do your job was a much more tangible reality. “I’ll see you in a couple of days. You’ll be good until then, right?”

“I’m gonna gut those fucking strays.” His answer was blunt, immediate, but he cracked as soon you shot him a purse-lipped frown. “Kidding, kidding. I’ll just rough ‘em up a little – make ‘em regret putting their paws on you, y’know?”

You couldn’t help but soften. Toji was rough around the edges, but he wasn’t a bad dog. He just had a protective streak and that, paired with his brash personality and tendency to bite before he barked, was enough for most people to write him off.

You really did have a long, long list of other appointments you had to get to before the end of the day, but against your better judgement, you paused as you passed him, reaching down to rake your fingers through sleek black hair. He was stoic, especially for a hybrid, but even his cool, dark eyes and wry smile couldn’t hide the way his tail moved just a little faster at the feeling of your nails raking over his scalp, his ears immediately perking up. It only took a second for him to bat your hand away, but you only laughed as you started towards the staff exit, waving to Toji over your shoulder.

Maybe, for his next check-up, you’d see if you could sneak in something special.

“Your mutt’s been unruly, lately.”

You glanced up from your clipboard, turning your full attention to Nanami and quickly finding that he hadn’t paid you the same courtesy. He was one of the senior researchers and, so far, the only one you could stand to be around for any longer than a few minutes. Since the higher-ups expected you to fill out your reports with one hand while you took a four-hundred-pound tiger’s temperature with the other, you tended to camp out in Nanami’s office when you had paperwork to file. “Toji?” Nanami nodded, and you rolled your eyes. “I’m just the vet, Kento. If his handlers aren’t doing their—”

“The problem isn’t his handlers, it’s him.”

His voice was flat, his tone icy. You laid your clipboard over your lap, crossing your arms over your chest. “He’s an animal. It’d be more out of character if he didn’t lash out occasionally.”

Nanami opened his mouth, but closed it just as quickly. After a lengthy pause, he leaned back in his seat, bringing a hand to his temples and massaging absentmindedly. “Do you know why he hasn’t been released back into the wild, yet?”

Obviously. Working with hybrids – let alone exotic hybrids – was dangerous, and your debriefing had drilled the face, name, and background of every animal in the facility into your memory. “He was born in captivity. He’s too acclimated to human society to adjust to the wilderness.”

Nanami pressed his lips into a thin line – an expression you’d learned to read as ‘you’re right, but I’m not going to say that’. Still, a degree of satisfaction accompanied his silent confirmation. “He was found in a dog fighting ring – or, what was left of one, at least. It took three rounds of sedation and two broken muzzles before our recovery team was able to get him under control.”

A knot formed at the base of your throat. Fuck chocolate, Toji deserved a blanket and as many hugs as he would let you give him. “That’s terrible, Kento. Were the organizers arrested?”

“The organizers—” Nanami straightened. “—were found mauled and stuffed into a kennel. Their bodies were so thoroughly mutilated, we had to rely on blood samples to identify them.”

“Wolves aren’t known for attacking unprovoked. It could’ve been another—”

“One of his handlers is currently hospitalized,” Nanami went on, as if you hadn’t cut in. “And two have already turned in their resignations – a resounding fear for their welfare in the workplace, supposedly.”

Your eyes fell to the floor, and that knot in your throat tightened until only the barest whisper could find its way out. “He’s not a bad dog,” you muttered, nearly under your breath. “He just— He loses his temper, sometimes. He doesn’t mean to hurt anymore.”

“He’s never tried to hurt you?”

You didn’t have to think before shaking your head. “Never.”

That, of all things, seemed to catch Nanami’s attention. For the first time, his eyes flickered briefly to you before falling back to his desk, his paperwork. “Good,” he said, marking down something on a piece of scrap paper in front of him. If he felt the need to elaborate, he clearly didn’t deem it worth the effort.

Later that day, you were informed that you were being transferred to the reptile wing indefinitely. If you’d been there for a few more months, if you’d had a little more experience to throw around, if you’d had a little more authority, you might’ve protested, but it was all you could do to nod and set to memorizing your new schedule.

It took exactly three weeks for you to see Toji again.

One of his handlers – a woman in her early twenties sporting a pressed scowl and a gauze-padded bandage on her cheek – met you at the facility’s gates and flatly told you that Toji was injured. You’d never been in the facilities (much less with a hybrid) after sundown, and in the simulated wilderness of his enclosure, it was easy to forget that you were never more than twenty feet away from a security camera, that there was only one apex predator you had to be afraid of. After checking your usual meeting spot (clear spot near the center of his enclosure – neutral territory, safe territory) and finding it vacant, you reluctantly stumbled your way to his den, dragging your feet despite the urgency of the situation. Toji wouldn’t deliberately attack you, but any animal could react if provoked. You didn’t want to set him off. More importantly, you didn’t want to prove Nanami right.

You’d never ventured far enough to see his den, but you knew what to expect. A square shell of cement occupied the deepest corner of Toji’s enclosure, bracketed off by a metal door tucked inside of a deep entryway meant to give the illusion of privacy. You approached it slowly, stepping underneath the shadowed overhang with no small amount of caution, but you didn’t get the chance to knock before a hand manifested on your shoulder and shoved you against the cold steel.

Claws bit into to the dip of your shoulder, then your wrist, too, as he caught your hand and shoved it into the small of your back. You felt hot air on the nape of your neck, heard heavy panting laced with the barest trace of a throaty growl, and it took everything you had not to panic, not to struggle, not to give him a reason to dig his teeth into your neck and tear. Toji wasn’t a bad dog, but he was still a dog. He’d still bite, if given an excuse.

“Toji,” you started, slowly, taking care to soften each harsh syllable of his name. “I’m here to help you.”

He didn’t respond, his hold only tightening. His check pressed into your back, and there was a short, airy noise – sniffing, as little as you wanted to put a name to it. “Toji,” you repeated, with more urgency. “I heard you were hurt. Will you let me help you?”

A second passed in silence, then another. Finally, he pulled away from you, releasing your wrist first, then your shoulder. He remained where he was – a little too close, a little too looming – as you shuffled to face him, forcing yourself not to consciously acknowledge that you were in a very big cage with a very poorly behaved animal. His handlers hadn’t mentioned why they’d needed you, but you didn’t have to wonder for very long. Even in the pitch dark, you could see the dark blood covering his jaw, washed over his throat and chest. It was on his hands, too, coating the white bone of his claws, and matted into his dark hair. Your waning self-control faltered then shattered altogether, your hands shooting to his head, his face, searching for bruising or swelling or broken bones, but surprisingly, all your worry earned was an airy laugh. “It’s not mine, doc.” He laid a hand over yours. “I’m doin’ just fine. Even better, now that you’re here.”

But he wasn’t. Twin sets of puncture marks were littered across his throat, his face, his arms. Something had taken a chunk out of his left bicep, and five matching scratch marks had been etched deep into the skin of his chest. The wounds looked feline, but you couldn’t bring yourself to linger on the implications. “You’re hurt,” you muttered, more to yourself than to him. Your hands fell to his shoulders, pushing him downward gently. “I— I’ve got bandages, and sutures—” You let your bag fall from your shoulder to your elbow, already reaching for the zipper. “Find somewhere to sit. We should get you cleaned up before something worse sets in.”

Panic was quickly overshadowing your better judgement, but Toji didn’t move, didn’t look away from you. He was still wearing that coy, sardonic grin – almost teasing, given your anxiety. “I already told you, I’m just fine.” His smile widened, until his pointed fangs caught in the dim light. “I didn’t think you’d actually come. They said I could ask for whatever I wanted, but—” He paused, sucked in a sharp breath. “I didn’t think you’d actually come.”

“Toji, you’re not making any sense. You need help.” Again, you pushed gently on his shoulders, and again, he didn’t seem to notice. This time, though, he shifted, leaned toward you, burying his face in the crook of your neck. You scowled, shoving a little less gently on his chest, but Toji didn’t move. “Toji, please, just let me help—”

“You’re gonna be the death of me, princess.” You felt his hands on your waist, then your ass. His chest was slotted against yours, and his tongue ran unabashedly over the curve of your neck once, then twice before he went on. “Keep sayin’ my name like that, and I won’t be able to control myself.”

Something pressed into your thigh – hot and hard and, like the rest of Toji, fucking huge. Your heart fell into your stomach, the air flooding out of your lungs and leaving you dazed, breathless.

Fuck. Fuck.

You should’ve stuck with the fucking reptiles.

Toji was panting audibly, again; his tongue lapping over your neck, your cheek. You were still cursing yourself for ever applying for this shitty job in the first place when Toji fell to his knees, forcing your thighs onto his shoulders as his claws caught on the fabric of your pants, decimating the thin material in an instant. His teeth tore away your panties just as quickly, leaving you exposed, splayed out on a silver platter in front of him. You reacted reflectively – knotting your fingers in his hair and doing your best to pry him away from you, but your strength was nothing compared to his and in the end, all you earned was a throaty groan, a tight squeeze to your ass before he buried his face in your cunt. His teeth grazed against the tender insides of your thighs, his claws biting into your now-unprotected skin, but the feeling of his tongue laving over the length of your slit replaced every other sensation with pure heat.

Predictably, he was near animalistic – his thick tongue fucking into you as the bridge of his nose ground shamelessly into your clit. From a distance, it would’ve been hard to tell if he was trying to eat you out or eat you alive; every noise he made feral and wet, punctuated with rough growls and little, uncharacteristic whines. It would’ve been impossible not to feel anything, but still, you couldn’t help but hate yourself when it started to feel good. His tongue was thick and textured, long enough to fill your pussy and flexible enough to curl inside of you, abusing the walls of your cunt without mercy. It was difficult to tell how much of the gloss staining his chin and the inside of your thighs was his drool and how much of it was your arousal, but even if your mind was disgusted by every slick noise and sharp flick of his tongue, there was nothing your body could do to block out the sudden pang of heat in your core, to fight the way your legs ached to clench around his head and pull the source of your revulsion that much closer.

“To—Toji, no, st—” you tried to say, like you were scolding a normal dog, like any part of you still thought he was listening. A cracked moan cut you off prematurely, and even if it hadn’t, Toji’s only response was a bruising squeeze to your ass, a low moan just loud enough to reverberate against your sensitive clit. Blinding white flashed across your vision, and before you could stop, before you could bring yourself back from that edge, you were coming undone on his tongue, your hips bucking against his face as he nursed you through your mind-numbing climax. Rather than pull away, he forced his tongue that much deeper into your pussy – taking advantage of your hypersensitivity to drag another unwilling orgasm out of you, then another, until the dried blood smeared across his lips was tacky and dripping onto your skin. He only pulled away when your little, pained sounds began to die into half-choked pleas and your limited strength failed, leaning you limp and boneless on top of him, and even then, he took the time to drag his tongue over your slit, to lap up what would’ve been wasted slick. You would’ve given anything for him to just leave you like that – messy and covered in your own arousal, but unfortunately, Toji had never been a bad dog.

His gaze flitted up to meet yours. “Sorry, princess,” he muttered, when he saw the misery knitted into your expression. The broad grin he wore was anything but apologetic, though. “Might’ve gotten carried away after all. Can’t help it – you always come to me, smellin’ like other men, and nobody ever lets me do anything about it.” He nuzzled into the inside of your thigh, nipping at the tender flesh with just enough force to break the skin. There was a tight pinch, of bright spark of pain, but Toji tended to the minimal wound lovingly, running his tongue over the thin stream of blood. “Gonna have you nice n’ scented by the end of the night.” A sharp whimper slipped past your grit teeth as the points of his fangs grazed over your skin, and Toji sighed. “Gonna have you nice n’ bred, too, if you keep making those sounds.”

Bred. Bred. Bred. You turned the offensive word over in your mind, unable to grasp what it possibly could’ve meant, as Toji carefully lowered you onto the ground – never so much as toying with the idea of fucking you into anything other than the cold, raw earth. It wasn’t until his clawed hand fell to the hard, pulsing cock standing stiffly between his legs that you were able to fully process what he’d said, what he was threatening to do to you. Your thoughts went blank, your years of veterinary school and countless hours of animal-handling training and common sense all dissolving into total nonexistence in an instant. It didn’t matter that he was taller than you, stronger than you – you were already throwing your full weight against him, scratching at his chest with your blunt nails, doing everything in your so incredibly limited power just to get away from him. Your latest wave of resistance wasn’t enough to overwhelm him, but it earned a frustrated rumble at the base of his throat, a downward quirk to his cocky smile. Your nails caught one of the puncture marks on his cheek and, reflexively, he straightened his back, brought his hand to his face, left just enough space between your body and his for you to roll onto your chest and scramble desperately towards freedom. You’d barely gotten your knees underneath you when his hand lashed out, catching you by the collar and forcing your cheek into the soil. His chest pressed into your back, his legs caging yours in on either side, and worst of all, his cock throbbed against your ass – somehow, impossibly, harder than it’d been a few seconds ago. You might’ve jotted it down as an impressive display of canine resilience, if you hadn’t felt so desolated.

“Shoulda figured you wouldn’t make this easy on yourself.” His voice was rougher than it had been, but no less self-satisfied. That made sense. Wolves were endurance predators. He would’ve come into this expecting there to be a struggle. “I thought you’d be more of a mate than a bitch, but—” He paused, his mouth settling against the nape of your neck. “—either’s fine by me.”

You clenched your eyes shut. “Please, Toji, don’t do—”

But, it was already too late. He rutted your ass once, then twice, before his tip caught on the entrance to your abused pussy and he was inside of you, fully sheathed without a trace of resistance.

Toji was big, even for a hybrid. He was a hunter, tried and true, all muscle and agility and pure, unfaltering strength. Even with his generous (albeit, unwelcomed) prep, it was all you could do to convince yourself that his cock wouldn’t tear you apart. He was thick enough to press against every soft and sensitive spot inside of you, long enough to leave a tight knot of pressure sitting in the pit of your stomach, and when he started to move, pulling out slowly before slamming back in, the force alone was enough to scatter little black spots in the corner of your vision and leave you hazy, light-headed. The way he was fucking into you didn’t help anything, either. Keening whines slipped out of some deep, feral pocket of his chest as he took advantage of your vulnerable cunt, alternating between grinding into you with a desperate sort of clinginess and trying to bully his way that much deeper with bruising, brutal thrusts. One arm wrapped around your midriff, dragging you even close to him, while a groping hand found the delicate buttons of your top and tore, ridding you of what was left of your protection against him. He kneaded half-consciously at your chest as he fucked into you; his own pleasure suddenly his only priority.

His selfishness should’ve been a welcome change, but you were too far gone, your body too eager to find a silver lining to his rough affection. Your hands clawed mindlessly at the ground as he pumped into you, the heat of his body against yours clouding your senses and making the feeling of cock stretching you open, his dull head pounding against your cervix all the more unbearable. You doubted he’d be able to talk, even if he’d had anything left to say, but he was still vocal enough. Raspy groans and harsh grunts rung distantly in your ears, his calloused hands groping mercilessly at your chest, your stomach, your waist. Finally, his thumb found its way to your neglected clit, and with less than a full second of stimulation, you were buckling into yourself, clamping down around his cock with a fractured whimper. As humiliated as you were, Toji wasn’t far behind. With something between a moan and a howl, he was cumming inside of you – predictably making no attempt to pull out. Something hot and vile flooded into you, but it was hard to focus on that when you could feel something hard and bloated and wrong press into your entrance. Toji’s breath hitched as he forced his knot into your tight cunt, and whatever hope you had for coming out of this unscathed curled up and died inside of you.

You could feel him slacken on top of you. You almost thought he would collapse like that, leave you locked to him and trapped under his weight, but instead, he nuzzled against the crook of your neck, his fangs ghosting over your throat before sinking into the soft flesh just underneath your jugular. He stayed like that, his knot splitting open your pussy and his teeth buried in your neck, until you lost any hope of him ever pulling away.

Exhausted, you shut your eyes, sinking into yourself. You’d been right, in a way. Toji wasn’t a bad dog.

He was just a terrible terrible man.

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