#hybrid!steve

[bettyfrommars]

Wolf Moon

hybrid!steve x fem!reader

Here's the thing: I had a request for vampire Eddie to be with reader while on her period. I wrote the vampire!eddie version (yet to be posted) but I also got inspired to bring back hybrid!steve from the fic Don't Say You Need Me, and then this smut happened. There is backstory to why Steve is the way he is, (half vampire, half werewolf), but this can very easily be enjoyed as a standalone. wc: 1.7k

18+ONLY, smut, monster fucking, oral while reader is on her period, period sex, drinking blood, unprotected sex, good boy, size kink, creampie, a bit of consensual somnophilia. As a vampire, Steve is a chatty Cathy, but in beast mode, he does not speak.

Title inspired by the Type O Negative song Wolf Moon about a man who turns into a werewolf during the full moon and has sex with a woman while on her period.

On the 28th day, you knew he would return, aroused by the scent from your monthly cycle. You were naked and open, ready as an offering to him.

Steve  had been coming to you in his hybrid form for months now, and you’d made it clear that he could start without you, even if you were asleep when he arrived.  You were drowsy when you heard heavy footfalls drop down from the open window in the living room, and so it didn’t register at first, but then you could feel the shadow of the beastly presence next to your bed, watching you, working his cock in his fist.

The red moon through the open window let you get a glimpse of his thick head of honey brown hair, matching the color of the rest of the fur on his naked body as he rose from his crouched position, massive, clawed hands flexing at his sides.

For a second, you thought you were dreaming, but you felt your legs being spread, and then you were getting pulled to the edge of the bed by your ankles.  He always tried to be soft for you though,  even at the height of his hunger.  He sniffed the air, let out a low snarl, and then his face was between your legs, smelling and flicking out licks to gather the blood leaking from your slit. The satisfaction made him shiver; the hair that grew from his face dragging soft on your inner thighs.

“Good boy,” you breathed, finding the awakening strength to reach down and run your fingers through his hair.  You settled your palm there, listening to the way he lapped you up, and each long pull of his tongue built on your arousal.

On appearance alone, when Steve was in his hybrid form, he looked like a wolfman of lore—a bipedal werewolf.  But, your sweet boy was still a vampire with vampire needs, and he had to feed on a regular basis.  There were blood substitutes on the market that gave him some nourishment, but you knew how much he craved your blood, in particular, and you wanted to give it to him.

The tip of his abnormally long, pointed tongue lapped through your folds.  When he’d first fed on you this way, it was for nourishment alone; one cold night after he’d been feral and without shelter for days.  You’d taken him in your arms that night, ready to let him bite into your flesh, but instead, he’d followed the smell of your menstruation and sank down between your legs.  You'd held his head there and shuddered as you came, letting him ingest every drop.  

Currently, in your bedroom, his tongue found your hole, pulsing deep inside, feeding on your crimson gift.  He lifted his head to find your gaze, and in the shadows of the dimly lit room, you could see the dark wetness glistening on his mouth and staining his facial hair.  Staring at you with piercing yellow irises, the point of his heavy tongue dropped to  your cunt, making a few circles there, wanting to see your reaction.

You sucked your bottom lip into your teeth and bucked your hips up.  “Are you full, baby?” You whimpered.  “I need to cum in your mouth.”

He lifted  your hips up with his superhuman strength and started to drag his tongue a few times from the tight little hole at the back, between your cheeks, all the way back to your clit, swallowing hard with each pass; drinking your uterine blood.  You’d found out that period blood was a delicacy to vampires and none of yours ever went to waste now that you had Steve.

His greedy sucking started at your bundle of nerves again, and then the white hot heat spread though you as you came undone, bucking against his face, thrashing your head on the pillow.  “Fuck, Stevie, I’m cumming.”  His tongue entered you again and your hole spasmed around it, needing more.

When he rose up, you caught the product of his feast dripping from his fur and fangs like he’d just enjoyed the fruits of a kill.  You stared up at him, reached down to pump two fingers inside of yourself, and then you lifted up, offering them to him.  Your soaked fingers disappeared inside his mouth to the base, catching the edge of one of his fangs as he nursed on them.  His low growling became a soft, aching whimper through his nose as he swallowed.

You could feel his thick, hard, monster cock rubbing on you now, picking up your slick before the tip found your hole and your mouth went slack at the stretch.  “Yes please baby please,” you writhed, rocking at the edge of the bed, begging him to fill you.  He hesitated with a grunt, and you could tell when the human part of him was trying to control his demons, not wanting to hurt you.  You met his eyes, “fuck me, Stevie, split me open.”

With a bit of a roar, he pushed more of it in, making your hole clench as it stretched out.  He put one hairy, muscular knee on the bed, held both of your legs up by the thighs, and began to thrust, mercilessly pounding it in, but you urged him on.  Pretty soon, you were slapping against his body fur, breasts bouncing as he impaled you deep with his length.  “You stretch me out so good, baby, holy fuck, you’re gonna make me cum again.”  It wouldn’t be the first time another orgasm followed close to the first with Steve; no human cock had ever found that special spot deep inside of you before.

Your fingers found your clit, swiping fast, arching back with pleasure at the wet sounds your sex was making and the pierce of his claws in your flesh.  

You wanted to wait for him, but before you knew it, you were exploding around cock, whining as your fingers worked through the high.  Steve was close behind, hips stuttering, locking you against him with strong, calloused hands while he filled you up with his seed, grunting as he emptied himself.  

Regular vampire Steve would stretch out on the bed and snuggle you at that point.  He’d clean you up and make out with you until you were both ready to go again, or take a nap, but then he’d have to be back at his place before dawn.  

In hybrid form, Steve was a feral beast, driven solely by carnal desires.  Once his cock slipped from you, allowing your hole to drip cum and menstrual blood, you knew that he would leave.  He’d fed and he’d claimed you, and then it was time for him to belong to the night again.  

He always found his way back to you because he loved you, but those were words yet unspoken. 

Some things are just understood.  

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[diaryofaprettyprincess]

im the hydrid steve x reader anon <333

wolf!steve playing with bunny!readers ears bc theyre just so cute!!!! but bunnies are scared of wolves so she starts to whimper n cry n poor stevie jus doesn’t know why :(( n then he feels so bad when he realises she’s scared so he just nuzzles her n comforts her <33

wolf!steve who can’t help nut let his instincts get the best of him <3 first few times his bunny lets him fuck her he gets too rough!!shes crying n snuffling bc it hurts so good n he’s all sweet coaxing her through it :( “i know bunny, know it hurts. jus’ be good a lik while longer, kay? gonna fill you up n make it all better” stevie jus needs to breed her so bad n he jus loves seeing her cute lil tail twitch, her sweet ears get all droopy too bc she’s been fucked dumb :((( <33

yesyes--

he's tugs at your ears jokingly at school.. teases you and plays with them as you shudder when he corners you in one of the abandoned small alleyways on the way home from school. he walked to school just for this reason; to play and tease you. but he doesn't understand when you start to whimper and tears start to fill your eyes when his big body comes closer and cages in your small one.

he gets close to you very slowly, and he can see the way your breath hitches. "not gonna hurt you, sweetheart..just want a small kiss.." AND THEN HE'LL SOFTLY PECK HER LIPS, EYES CLOSED WHEN HE PULLS AWAY WITH A LOOK OF PURE BLISS ON HIS FACE AS HE ABSENT MINDEDLY TWIDDLES WITH HER EARS!!! "mm'that's fuckin' delicious, baby.." and she'll just sniffle, causing him to open his eyes; brows furrowed in confusion because, wasn't it obvious? he wasn't going to hurt you! he just really, really, really fucking likes you. he cups your face with his left hand. and, without your own self-control, you nuzzle into it, body going warm and happy at his scent <333

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but speaking of mating..

:,(( he's so rough and you're so soft <33 he doesn't mean to be, in all honesty, but it's just so hard for him to be as gentle as you <33

he fucks you hard where you're crying and hicupping over little moans and mewls <3 his hairy chest pressed against your chest as he pounds into your tight cunt--balls slapping heavily against the curve of your ass as he grunts and growls. you're both just so hungry for each other--his cock stretching your cunt out and pumping in and out quickly as he grips your body, manhandeling you (sort of unknowingly) as he ruts into you like a starved creature, big arms caging in your trembling body as he uses your cunt <333

he wants you so bad---wants you to go numb with pleasure that only he caused. "kn-know 's a lot, baby," he pants, letting out a small whimper when you clench after hearing his deep, gravelly voice. "n-need to feel this fuckin' cunt come on me..n-need it, need it, need it--" each time he repeats that phrase his cock hits the spot inside you as you curl, and steve tightens his hand around your tail, squeezing it as you cry and drool <333

your tits bounce a little, ears droopy, brows furrowed upwards as you grip onto him as you whine and whimper; his big hands digging into the soft skin of your hips as your thighs shake <3

I LOVE THIS DYNAMIC

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[onsunnyside]

¹⁵.⍭ 𝐏𝐮𝐭 𝐌𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐌𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 | Ari Levinson x bunny hybrid!reader (to Major Crossover—Ari Levinson, Andy Barber, Lloyd Hansen and Steve Rogers x bunny hybrid!reader)

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 | bunny hybrid!reader, owner!Ari, Mob AU (loosely implied), dom/sub undertones, DD/LG undertones. boss!Ari, mean daddy!Ari and daddy’s mean friends!Andy, Steve & Lloyd. AGE GAP, power imbalance, size difference, breeding programs (for hybrids). SMUT - minors DNI, boot riding, daddy kink, dirty talk, degradation, dumbification, finger sucking/gagging, dacryphilia, size kink, fingering (f, v & a), spit kink, bulge suckling (over pants?), p*ssy slapping, balls sucking, oral (m), squirting, overstimulation.

𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 | Every pet needs an owner and in your case, your daddy loves sharing you. Written for Kinktober 2022, loosely based on this ask. 

𝐨𝐧 𝐀𝐎𝟑

𝗪/𝗖 | 4.53K

𝗔/𝗡 | *reposted bc it was causing me problems.* consider this my crossover fic for kinktober if my other one doesn’t come in time. aside from the mafia, ari and his friends work in the breeding industry too. dear anon, i'm so sorry i basically changed your whole request !! ari owns me !! Title from Put Me in a Movie by Lana Del Rey. No gifs/photos belong to me, check the Pinterest board on my kinktober masterlist, all credits go to the original creators. All mistakes are my own. [all asks]

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 & 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲: @𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲

˗ˏˋ𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭ˎˊ˗ ⋰˚ 𝐂.𝐄. & 𝐂𝐨. 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

There are a lot of things that Ari is thankful for. From his respected family name, his close friends, and the luck or diligence that has gotten him this far. Given the number of bullets he’s dodged growing up, it’s a wonder he ever got to the top in the end. But right now, he’s most grateful for you, his little pet, on your knees and drooling all over his knee. He loved when you were a pathetic mess. 

Another whimper slips out from your lips, drawing all eyes to you once more. 

“Bunny, what did I say?”

You quickly wipe the spit from your face and strain to meet his eyes, your hips stutter when he raises his foot as you grind down, torturing your soppy folds with a single motion. 

“To b-be quiet…” You clutch at his pants, dropping your head in submission. “Sorry, daddy.”

Ari’s gaze softens. He reaches out and pets your head, lightly brushing the soft fur of your ears, making you purr. “It’s okay, baby. I know you’re just a dumb little bunny. You’re lucky daddy’s friends are so patient with all of your interruptions—” He slips his digits into your mouth and forcefully turns your head, “—you should apologize to them.”

Your gaze falls on the man next to him and those thick thighs straining against his wool slacks. “I-I’m so-wwy…” Your eyes drift over each of them, shivers crawling down your spine at their intimidating stares. “I—” Ari jams his fingers to the back of your throat, making you gag and saliva drip down your chin. “So-ugh-rry! I’m sorry for interruptin’!”  

“I don’t know if I forgive you, pet.” Mr. Hansen tsks from the other couch, “why don’t you show me if all of that wasted time is worth it?”

His words would’ve gone ignored if Ari didn’t choke you on his fingers again, pulling you out of that dizzy headspace. You suckle on his digits and heave, tears well in your eyes as your panties get slicker. Rocking faster and harder, you chase that euphoria that makes your clit tingle. Pitiful whimpers escape your full mouth, you don’t want to stop, it feels too good. 

Ari’s fingers withdraw from your mouth with a lewd pop, “C’mon, we don’t have all day.” He points up his foot, making you cry out. 

You quickly raise your hips and bend over, nuzzling your owner’s crotch while the other men leer at the shiny leather and soaked fabric covering your mound. Just spotting the sticky outline of your swollen folds and your needy button begging for relief. 

“We can’t see anything with your wet panties in the way, dummy.” Mr. Rogers chuckles, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees. “Take ‘em off.” 

With a final nod from Ari, you slip off your underwear. The rush of cold draws a gasp from your throat, and your hot, weepy centre is not only victim to the cool air, but the eager eyes of your owner’s friends. Cream coats your pussy and your hole clenches around nothing, your puffy clit showing just how much you’ve been teased. After all, you have been riding Ari’s boot since the ‘meeting’ started. 

Your knees are sore but you don’t care, you wanted any piece of Ari he would offer. Aching for him and his warmth, you whine and feebly attempt to get closer from your position between his spread thighs. Your cheek presses against his stiff bulge and your mouth waters for his heavy weight on your tongue—but you’ve been a bad, interruptive bunny, you don’t deserve playtime with daddy. 

“Poor baby, why are you crying?” Mr. Barber asks, dark eyebrows furrowed in concern. 

“Want—I want daddy’s cock,” your bottom lip trembles, “wanna suck his dick and taste his cum.” 

A switch flips and Mr. Barber smirks, all of the worry replaced with sick glee. “Are you sure you just want his cock? I’ve heard you love having his sack on your face and sometimes you just suck on his balls.” His words only make you cry harder out of pure want. You nod helplessly, making all of the men chuckle. “Sweet bunny wants daddy’s milk so bad, you’ll just—what did you call it, Ari?” 

“Nurse on my balls,” Ari answers smugly, rubbing your head. “She’ll just wait until I’m close and shove my cock down her throat. I’m surprised she has room in her tummy at all—pretty thing always wants to taste my cum.” 

“What a slutty cum-bunny.” Mr. Hansen’s eyes are still locked on your drippy cunt. “She has cum for brains, I bet.” 

“Curtis and Bucky are gonna be pissed when they hear about what they missed.” Mr. Rogers snorts, “they both have a thing for little cum dummies.” 

“Well then, maybe next time they should keep their word.” Ari rubs that special spot behind your furry ear, making your eyes glaze over and your jaw go slack. They could almost see every thought leave your head. “Right, pet? Aren't Curtis and Bucky just so mean to forget about you?”

You nod in a daze, staring up at him with so much love and trust that he almost devours you right there. “So m-mean, daddy…” 

You don’t notice that the other men have moved closer, Steve and Lloyd looming behind you while Andy inches closer. His fingers trace to your other sweet spot behind your other ear and you nearly forget to breathe. Their gentle touch could soothe you to sleep like a lullaby and also make you immensely needier from the sensitivity. You know it’s more of the latter considering the heat fluttering in your stomach. 

“Sweet, submissive girls like you shouldn’t ever be pushed aside. You deserve the spotlight.” Mr. Barber coos gently, “Don’t you agree, fellas?”

“She’s meant to be a star.” Lloyd crouches down behind you, slowly slicing your nightie with his knife, the silk falling to the floor and exposing more of your glowy skin. He leans close, inhaling your sweet, heady scent. “You wanna be a star, bunny?”

Again, you nod. “Yes, pl-please.” You say politely, jumping when Steve’s hand lands on your ankle, prompting you to spread your legs wider. 

“I think you need to ask your daddy, dummy.” The blond tuts. 

You lean forward, arching your back just like your daddy taught you—your owner liked it and his friends did too. A broken whine flows from your lips when someone brushes your puffy tail at the same time one long finger pierces your tight cunt, sliding knuckle deep and teasingly brushing your spot. 

You turn just in time to watch Lloyd spit, his saliva runs down your puckered hole to your cunt, joining your creaminess. You moan and bite your lip, wiggling your bum in a silent plea. The brunet smirks knowingly and spits twice more, this time, getting close enough for it to harshly splatter on your rosebud and sticky pussy.

“Dirty bunny, you’re such a good little set of holes.” He praises, pulling out his finger to trail up and down your slit, smearing your wetness. “Been too fuckin’ long since I’ve had a taste.” 

Your head snaps up, “Can Mr. Hansen taste me, daddy?”

Ari makes a thoughtful hum, “You want him to lick your pussy?”

“And o-other things…” You exhale shakily when Lloyd’s fingers return to your hungry hole, penetrating and easily building a slow and steady pace, “I want him to, uhm, suck on my thingy…”

“On your what?”

You squeeze your eyes shut, “my bunny button.” You were his plaything, his obedient pet, but you could never get used to saying nasty things. “I want—can Mr. Hansen suck on m-my bunny button, daddy?” You give him your best pout and even tuck your hands under your chin, “can he?” Your white ears fall slack against your cheeks, framing your face.  

He always said that if you were a real bunny, your ears would drag on the floor and you’d trip on them. 

Ari stares down at you, his head cocked to the side and his long brown hair brushing his cheekbones. “No. You didn’t say please.” 

Your ears perk up in distress, “But—” Your voice breaks into a squeal when Steve grips your tail firmly. 

“Better watch your next words, bunny.” 

“I-I wasn’t gonna say something bad…” You shrink under all of their hard gazes, trapped under the shady blue. “Never say anythin’ bad to daddy… I promise, just ask him. Right, daddy? I don’t say anythin’ bad?”

Ari squints playfully, “but were you thinking of saying something bad?”

“No! Always thinkin’ nothing!”

The men laugh at your cluelessness. 

Steve loosens his grip and threads his fingers through the soft fur of your tail, “You’re so soft, bunny. Your daddy takes such good care of you, keeping you all clean, healthy and pretty. You know how many other bunnies would be jealous that they don’t have a good daddy like you do?” 

You don’t want to think of that. Regardless if he meant it, your mind instantly went to other bunnies taking your daddy. You’d never let that happen! You despised being away from him for more than a day and couldn’t handle losing him to someone else. 

You hated thinking about it, but your short time in the breeding program was the loneliest you’ve ever felt. The silent darkness would eat you up, only to spit you out when your next appointment came. Thankfully, you were never bred because Ari saved you before that, but you heard horror stories about the sessions from his friends. 

Those tales are lived nightmares for some, where your kind is reduced to nothing but a hole, fucked and tossed aside until a more fertile subject came along. 

Hybrid numbers have been declining for decades, and in turn, the breeding industry has been steadily growing until recent years when the business started booming. Your kind was bought and sold, traded around until landing in the breeding program put in place to fix the diminishing numbers. 

That’s where you were before Ari found you, unowned and desperate for any sort of connection. That’s why you latched onto him so tightly, clung to him like he was your lifetime—because that’s what he was. You never had an owner before him, so you didn’t know what was expected of you. Ari, as patient as can be, taught you everything you know and continues to give you lessons every day. 

You’ve only made it this far because of him. Of course, you wanted to save the other hybrids, but you refused to give up your daddy. 

Craving that sugary-sweet intimacy, you start pawing at his crotch but fail to unbuckle his belt. “Your cock please, daddy.”  

“I think Steve asked you a question.”

Frustrated and upset, you faceplant on his dick dramatically, you wanted to at least mouth at his bulge, but he didn't give you permission yet. You weren’t a naughty bunny, but you didn’t want to think, you didn’t want to speak, you just wanted to feel close to Ari and have him in your mouth. “Ugh! Don’t know! L-Lots?!”

“All of them.” Another finger slips in alongside Lloyd’s and both slowly stretch out your hole, prying you open. “All those whores in the breeding industry wish they could be you. Getting coddled, loved on, and given everything you could ever ask for…” 

“Your daddy saved you from there, bunny.” Andy finishes with a pointed look, “You better be grateful or else he’s sending you back.” 

Ari wouldn’t ever do that, but he doesn’t correct his friend. He wants to see those fat tears pour from your eyes.

“No, daddy! Don’t send me back!” As if on cue, you start crying again. Not only from the fear of going back to that terrible industry and losing your daddy but the four fingers stuffed into your pussy and working you open thoroughly. They hit deep and in sync, splitting you wide as more spit splatters on your core. Your stomach tightens as a mixture of their saliva and your slick dribbles onto the floor. 

Daddy was gonna make you clean that up later, you just knew it. 

“Where are your manners?” A palm collides with your ass and the pain sizzles up your spine to your foggy head, shoving you deep under. 

You struggle to meet your owner’s gaze with most of your upper body weight on his lap, and if you could, you’d crawl into his warmth. Even now, your body has a mind of its own and thrusts against the two hands behind you, “Please, daddy, don’t send me back… I love you.”  

The three other men snicker about how cute you are. 

You can’t hear them very well over the rush of blood flowing through your head. You squeak when a finger circles your rosebud, and doesn’t waste any time in sliding to the hilt. Your bones turn to sludge and your face lands on Ari’s hard cock again. 

His teeth dig into his bottom lip as he smiles, “And, I love you, bunny.” He pets you before securing a hand on the back of your head, shifting his hips until his dick rubs against your lips. Your mouth opens automatically and you suckle at his bulge, tongue gliding over the denim. 

“Look at that, bunny still wants daddy’s milk,” Andy murmurs, wiping your tears before sucking them off his fingers, groaning lowly at the bitter taste. 

“She’s gonna get a lot of milk today,” Ari growls. 

With your eyes shut in bliss, you fuck yourself on Lloyd and Steve’s fingers, muffled ah, ah, ah’s pouring out into the hot air, harmonizing with the sopping wet sounds. Their fingers are so big and thick, and even though they aren’t your daddy’s, they’re good in a different way. Good enough to make your thighs quiver as they speed up. 

“Little bunny is going dumb.” Lloyd mocks, increasing his pace as your juices run down his arm, “Steve, fit two more.” 

You see the light for a millisecond as all touches abandon both of your holes. The air fills your lungs with a deep inhale before you’re plunged into the depths again. Lloyd has replaced Steve’s two fingers in your cunt, filling you up with four of his, immediately hooking inside you to hit that rough patch. He pumps into you, feeling awfully tempted to slip his thumb in and give you something to really cry about—none of this you didn’t say please bullshit.

A warmth brushes your face before the familiar musk seeps into your head. Your eyes shoot open and you latch onto Ari’s sack, nuzzling your nose into his pubic hair to take one of his balls in your mouth. Low purrs ripple from your throat, sending vibrations through his body. 

“Fuck, that’s it.” He jerks his leaky cock, breathing heavily. “Good bunny, such a good little pet for daddy. Finally getting what you want. Thank me for all the fuckin’ cum I’ve given you.” 

Andy is unable to look away from your full mouth struggling to both of Ari’s balls, you’re trying so hard but you’re so small and dumb, nearly choking yourself. Your saliva smears down your chin, following in the trails of your previous tears, making you look like the perfect slutty pet. 

“Look at you, nursing on daddy’s sack.” Ari grunts, tapping your temple until your eyes flutter open. “Stupid baby loves having all of her holes filled, she’ll just cry if she doesn’t get daddy’s milk.”

You nod dumbly, blinking up at him through watery eyes, still messily suckling his sack. You sneak a few licks up his length, tracing those prominent veins with your tongue. 

Ari gathers the droplets from your face and brings them to his mouth again, “Fuckin’ cumdump crybaby, keep those tears coming, you know how much we love the taste.”

You hope you’re giving them all that they want— your tight holes, your salty tears, and giving your daddy his special thank you. You don’t realize you’re close until someone tugs on your tail, prompting a rush of slick to flow down your thighs and the elastic in your tummy to tighten. 

Steve’s fingers prod at your puckered hole before penetrating, he works you up to it. Starting with one that’s soaked with your arousal and his saliva before adding the next and spitting some more, then repeating until he has four fingers in your tightest hole. 

Too much, you try to say but your mouth is occupied. 

“I know you can take four, dumb bunny. You’ve had two cock’s up here before.” His Brooklyn accent rings in your head, along with your daddy’s deep groans. 

You fall further forward, trying to escape the eight fingers spearing you open. 

Ari grabs both of your ears and pulls you off his balls. A string of saliva connects your lips to his wet skin. “Why are you being bad, sweetie?” 

You struggle to speak with swollen lips and a sore jaw. “N-Not, daddy!”

“Now you’re being a liar too?”

You sniffle, hiccuping a quiet sob. “It was just—too much, daddy…”

Beside Ari, Andy rubs over the tent in his slacks, hungrily eating up your sad little face. “Sounds like you really want to go back to the breeding program. Is that what you want? Because I’ll have my friends take you back there tonight, you won’t even get a final sleep in your princess bed or your pretty cage.” 

“No, no, please.” You beg, pressing your face into Ari’s thigh. “Don’t wanna go back ever, daddy.”

He pets you gently, calming you down and moving your face back to his crotch. “Better make it up to those nice men behind you then, bunny.” 

Now a sniffling mess, completely caught between the pleasure of their dexterous fingers and the nervousness filling your heart, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry—please, forgive me—” Your tail is tugged and you’re forcefully pulled back onto their rough hands. You mewl, arching your back before you latch onto Ari’s sack again. 

From this angle, the two men look enormous. Their wide shoulders squared, and the light fanning around their heads like a halo. They’re all you can see, your daddy is all you can taste, and Steve and Lloyd are all you can feel. 

You don’t know how long they play with you, all you know is that Steve and Lloyd have successfully covered you in their spit, stretched you open, tortured your clit and spanked your ass raw. One after the other, their palms strike your behind, turning you into a stupid, blubbering mess. 

Ari has alternated between pulling your sensitive ears and squeezing them. Right now, your furry ears are held back by his hand so he could watch you slobber all over his heavy sack. “You gonna come, bunny? Show daddy’s friends how messy you can be, how much you fuckin’ love being used like a little fleshlight.”  

Your gaze falls onto Andy, and more importantly, his unbuttoned shirt and massive length dwarfing your hand. Your fingers can’t meet around him entirely, but that doesn’t stop him from fucking into your fist. He controls your pace too, guiding your hand with his larger ones, making you squeeze his base and rub over the drippy tip. 

“Cocksleeve, cumrag, cumdump, fleshlight—wish there was something we could call you for loving balls so much.” 

“Sackslut.” Lloyd chuckles cruelly, “ballsbitch.”

“Ain’t that cute? Are you gonna thank Lloyd for giving you such pretty names, bunny?” Ari asks. 

You would if you could but you were so all over the place, stretched out between four dominant men until you were a thin sheet of silk, floating in the wind and going wherever the breeze took you. 

This particular breeze brought you to garbled moans and unstoppable tears. 

Ari and Andy’s dark eyes lock on your face contorted in helplessness, their jaws clenched tight under their thick beards. 

Just barely, you recall when they passed you around like a doll, making you ride their faces one after the other, rubbing your poor folds raw with their facial hair. You couldn’t walk for days after that, Ari had to carry you around like a real pet and bring you to all his meetings. Oh, and you had to look at all of his business partners that day, knowing well enough that five of them—counting Mr. Everett and Mr. Barnes—would be staying back because of Mr. Levinson’s famous hospitality. 

They were as big and bad as your daddy, and just like him, they could be mean and cold-hearted but also sweet-talkers who gave the best kisses and cuddles, always bringing you gifts and turning your world into an array of colours and tingles. 

Ari was everything you could have wished for, and his friends only multiplied that. 

You’ve never had an owner or a daddy, and now it feels like you have six. 

All it takes is Ari roughly tugging your ears when Steve pulls your tail for the wave to crash over. You cry out obscenely as blinding white erupts in your mind. Ari and Andy hiss when your nails pierce their thighs, locking them close as tremors rock through you. 

Your juices spurt out, coating Lloyd’s hand and adding to the pathetic mess below. Your cunt convulses, forcing his fingers out as Steve becomes relentless, hungry for those little twitches and gasps you do whenever it gets too much. Right now, he wants it to be too much. 

“Keep sucking on daddy’s balls, bunny.” 

Pre cum smears on your face as you nuzzle deeper, suckling on his sack greedily through irregular breaths and sobs. Your knees are numb from the position and when Steve finally yields, you collapse forward. 

“M-Milk, daddy.”

“Not yet, baby.” Ari hisses, his arm veins tense as he fists his base, fighting off his high but you’re greedy. You sloppily kiss up the underside of his length, just reaching the bulbous tip before he shoves you away. “I said not yet. You’re lucky if you even get a drop after that.” 

“But I want you, daddy.” You weep, gnawing at his pant-clad thigh, your spit soaks the fabric. “Please, want you so bad—need you.” 

Despite your pleas, he halfheartedly tucks himself away. Your bottom lip trembles when his throbbing flesh is back in his pants, the bulge still proudly prominent but you can’t see him, taste him. Andy follows suit and soon, you’re the only one still exposed. Sweaty, aching and ruined, knelt between the four of them like vulnerable prey. 

Ari pets your spot. “I know you do, but remember what we were talking about before?”

Disoriented, you shake your head. Your orgasm still prickles at your skin, low vibrations flowing through your system as it dies down. You're about to ask him to clarify when a harsh spank lands on your clit. The burn is soothed by two, rough fingers. They circle your nub harshly, making you weakly squirt again.

“Poor bunny button—so swollen, huh? I bet it hurts if I just—” Steve is cut off by your whimper as he pinches your clit. Meanly rolling the nub between his fingers, bullying your most sensitive spot. 

“Steve, she can’t think if you’re doing that.” Ari chastises. 

“She doesn’t think anyway.” Lloyd rubs up your back, feeling the heat of your flesh. “She’s just a dumb and ditzy baby.” 

Steve begrudgingly obeys. He just loved your bunny button—playing with it, sucking it, he loved watching it get swollen and responsive. He has yet to convince Ari to try out other methods of stimulating your tasty nub, but he refuses to give up. 

After giving you a final pinch, he pulls away and licks his fingers, unable to resist your taste. “Remember last time, pet? Just you, your daddy and me.” 

“She wanted you instead of me.” Ari scowls bitterly, “you like him more than me?”

“No, daddy! I just—” It was Ari’s beard. He had ruined you the previous night, eating you for dessert in the car back home and for breakfast the next morning. You couldn’t handle that coarse treatment thrice in a row. 

Steve pinches your button again. “She thought she took the easy way out.” 

Out of all of your daddy’s friends, Steve was always clean-shaven, so he was less brutal on your cunt, but he loved to torture you. Overstimulation was his favourite thing and he’d draw orgasm after orgasm out of you, making you fall into a heap of sweat, spit, and cum. And while you’re half-conscious, he’d torment your clit until you fully woke up again. 

Lloyd crawls next to you, cupping your face with the same hand that was knuckle-deep inside you. “Ask your daddy to make you a star.” 

Another slap on your cunt has you falling forward and tears springing from your eyes. Your cheek lands on Ari’s thigh and his muscles flex under his slacks. You’re so close to his cock, a few inches more and you could suck him through his pants. 

“God, what are these fuckin’ ears for.” Lloyd huffs, “did you hear me? I said to ask daddy to make you a star.” 

You gulp nervously, “Can I, uh, please be a star, daddy?”

“How could I deny you when you ask so nicely…” He trails off, his voice leading the way for the rest of your senses to slowly flood back in. 

They come in pieces, from the sunlight pouring in through the sheer blinds, to the feel of the velvet couch before you, and to the smell of sweat and sex in the air. 

“To make you a star, we’ll have to make a movie, bunny.” Ari tilts your head up with his knuckle, “You wanna make a movie with daddy and his friends?” 

Making a movie? Like the ones you’ve seen on television with the explosions, convoluted storylines and ambiguous endings? You couldn’t imagine yourself in one of those. 

“What kind of movie?”

“Oh, just a special one. It’ll show how close we all are, and how much we love you.” Ari explains loosely in a low tone, “how much you love us… how much you love what we do to you.” 

Without much thought, you agree. “Okay, daddy, we can make a movie.” 

All of their faces break out in matching grins, brighter than the sun and stars combined but with endless sin lingering behind. 

Ari raises his hand and the tall, glass french doors open, and two men enter. One is younger with frosted tips and circular glasses. The other has long hair that brushes his swaying shoulders and a sick twinkle in his eyes. 

You wonder how long they've been waiting, or if they saw what just happened, but your short attention span brings you to the strange things they’re carrying in. 

It’s a bunch of equipment you’ve never seen before, from cameras to lights and a discrete black box. 

“That’s Jensen and Mr. Pronge. Daddy picked them just for you, they’re the best in the business and they’re gonna help us make you a star.” Ari pets your special spot again, making your head fall slack on his thigh, inches from his clothed throbbing length. “Because my bunny is so perfect that the whole fuckin’ world deserves to know it.” 

𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: my kinktober should’ve just been called Aritober bc he’s taking over my life. I also wrote another character coming to ‘help make the movie,’ a certain Dr. D but took it out, I wouldn’t mind posting the little drabble though 👹

𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞! check my kinktober masterlist for the doctor ransom drabble !!

As always, I hope you all enjoyed this and I’d love to hear your thoughts/feedback !! <3 — ☼ 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐊𝐨-𝐟𝐢 ☼

I don’t do taglists anymore. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 & 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲: @𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲

#Ari Levinson #Steve Rogers #Andy Barber #Lloyd Hansen #Ari Levinson x reader #ari levinson fanfiction #ari levinson x fem!reader #Ari Levinson smut #bunny hybrid reader #steve rogers x reader #andy barber x reader #Lloyd hansen x reader #Steve rogers smut #Lloyd hansen smut #Andy barber smut #sonny’s stories #put me in a movie au #Chris evans #Chris evans smut #Chris evans x reader #chris evans fanfiction #bunny reader #ari levinson x short!reader #ari levinson x bunny hybrid reader #size difference #ari levinson x female reader #steve rogers fanfic #lloyd hansen fanfic #andy barber fanfiction

[buckybarnesb-tch]

I have a Story Stuck in my Head!

Hybrids Mafia Princess Series

I want to know if anyone thinks of something similar because this one has been running through my head for months. You know the story you tell in your head to fall asleep to? This has been mine for a while.

Mafia!Bucky Barnes and his girl have been together for years now and have a daughter, she has been the light of her fathers life since the day she was born, spoiled rotten.

As she got older though they grew apart, Bucky having no clue what to do with a teenage daughter, he still adores her of course, but she feels as if he has forgotten about her for years…

Cue Klaus Mikaelson!

Y/n meets Klaus at some party her father is forced to bring his wife and daughter to, schmoozing with all of the political idiots New York has to offer and Klaus (who has only recently broken his curse mind you) realizes that Y/n is his wolfs mate, one he has craved since the day he first killed and turned into a werewolf over 1000 years ago.

Klaus introduces himself, getting his girl a drink and flirting, barely noticing all of the looks he receives from the men around the room who all know better than to get that close to James Barnes daughter. They end up in a corner talking about anything and everything, both of them loving how honest they are able to be with each other for what feels like the first time ever, until of course one of her fathers men shows up. She quickly tells Steve to fuck off before pulling Klaus outside, insisting he leaves, giving him time to get away from her father and though Klaus doesn’t care about the man, he sees her fear and he does as she asks.

Later that night, after her mother scolded her all the way home for leaving her security (something that she’s sure was really her fathers issue but he had forced her mother to bring it up, making her feel like her father was avoiding her again) she hears a knock on her window and opens it to find her sexy Hybrid waiting for her to invite him in. They spend the whole night talking and Klaus tells her everything, knowing that his mate would be the one person that wouldn’t judge him or leave him. Y/n also told Klaus about her life, about who her father is and how she feels unloved by him and trapped in this house, and Klaus swears to save her, promises to give her a life away from her fathers business and cruelty (not that Klaus’ cruelty is any better but at least he won’t ever let her wonder whether he loves her or not, she will always know and that is a comfort to her in every way she needed).

One of Bucky’s men sees Klaus sneaking out her window before dawn and informs his boss, running a background check on the man and finding 5 different identities, this convinces Bucky that the man was sent by one of his enemies to hurt him by getting to his daughter. Bucky berates her for being so stupid to fall for this and though she knows the truth she can’t tell him about Klaus, she swore she would tell no one and she won’t break her promise. Bucky breaks Y/n’s heart, believing her so dumb and naive but she allows him to think this of her, already believing her father hates her anyway, which is why she does not hesitate to run away with Klaus later that night.

Bucky searches for her for months, his heart broken at the idea that his daughter thought she was unloved by him. He needed her to know that it wasn’t true and he was just an idiot who didn’t know how to care for a teenage girl. Eventually he finds a man who had been dealing with Klaus lately, clearly not knowing that he was a vampire and ending up injured beside Steve with the rest of his men all slaughtered.

It’s then that Y/n shows up, more beautiful than Bucky had ever seen her, screaming at the creature and demanding he explain why he believed he had the right to harm her family, shocking Bucky and Steve both at how terrified this man was of her. They quickly realized however that it wasn’t really Y/n that he was afraid of as Klaus shows up…

Honestly I have many different endings to that story at this point but it’s been rotting my brain for a while now so I thought ‘maybe someone else will like it too’ and here we are🤣

Mafia!Bucky’s Daughter is Klaus’ Mate Moodboard

#the vampire diaries #the originals #Marvel #Avengers #vampire #tvd klaus #hybrid #niklaus mikaelson #klaus mikaelson #klaus imagine #klaus mikaelson imagine #klaus mikaelson x reader #Bucky Barnes #James Barnes Daughter #mafia!bucky barnes #Mafia!Bucky #mafia!james Barnes #mob!bucky #mob!steve rogers #mob boss!bucky #mob boss bucky barnes #mafia bucky barnes #klaus mikaelson fluff #Klaus Mikaelson and Bucky Barnes fic idea #klaus x reader #klaus x y/n #bucky barnes x daughter!reader

[disneytva]

Steve Loter Twitter AMA Brings How To Get Season 3, Becoming Serialized And Hopes For Season 4

This week Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur showrunner and executive producer Steve Loter had a AMA these past few days about what to expect on MOON GIRL AND DEVIL DINOSAUR Season 2

-Season 2 is 24 episodes long

-Season 2 is more serialized than Season 1

-Season 2 will be split in two parts

-Steve Loter would like to end the show on Season 3 to tell whole story as a tree-act film.

-Steve Loter would love to a Season 4 if given the opportunity from Marvel & Disney

-Molecule Man is the main antagonist of Season 2

-Besides the premiere Molecule Man will appear on multiple episodes of Season 2.

-Kid Kree will appear on multiple episodes of Season 2

-Devil Girl will appear on Season 2B

-Rockin' Rudy will NEVER be captured

-Eduardo X Lunella shippers are NOT ready for Season 2.

#Moon Girl And Devil Dinosaur #Moon Girl & Devil Dinosaur #Marvel #Laurence Fishburne #Helen Sugland #Steve Loter #Jeffrey M. Howard #Kate Kondell #Jack Kirby #Brandon Montclare #Natacha Bustos #Amy Reeder #Disney Channel #Disney+ #Disney Plus #Disney+ Original Animated Hybrid Series #Disney Plus Original Animated Hybrid Series

[ddejavvu]

Puppy!eddie eats you out soooooo much when you adopt puppy!Steve. Won’t let you get up until he’s satisfied, and coincidentally that’s usually when you can’t walk anywhere anyway. Always wants to show you what a good puppy he is, needs you to call him good boy. But he can get a tad more feral when he’s really into the throes of enjoying his treat, he’ll growl at your new addition when he walks into the room because that’s his pussy. To lick and eat and knot and breed and birth his litter and make squirt everywhere. You’ll go to attend to Steve and Eddie is pressing you to the floor, not letting you up as he buries his entire face in you. Jealous baby

But Steve sees what’s going on all the time. Smells it. Buries himself in a nest of your dirty laundry basket, that has your underwear Eddie used a little before tearing off in it, so he’s very acquainted with the scent. One day you wake up to licks down there, the feeling of wet tongue lapping needily over and over at you waking you up, before the sloppy, and tail thumping sounds. But when you look down it’s your new pup Steve eating you out. Instead of how Eddie does some mornings. He had humped you a bit before, to show you his feelings, but he’d never gone anywhere near this far before. Eddie wouldn’t have let him. Although when Eddie wakes up, in the same bed, there’s hell to pay. That’s the first actually physical fight you have to break up between the two

cw: hybrid au with dog hybrid!eddie and dog hybrid!steve. don't like don't read, or block the tag 'hybrid au' below. hybrid au faq

this post is 18+, minors dni.

shut uuuuppp oh my god there's no denying it anymore i'm a whore and that's it.

it's both possessive and for praise, eddie wants you to gush about how fantastic it feels while steve's in the other room definitely able to hear you 'cause eddie's a little insecure about this guy just showing up and staying - he definitely takes pride in the blush on steve's cheeks when he walks out after making you scream and makes dinner for the three of you (because your legs are too wobbly to stand at the stove). but something angry and hot burns at eddie's insides when steve tries butting in, even if he isn't trying to snatch you away from eddie he's asking if you guys can watch a movie tonight or letting you know that he cleaned out the fridge 'cause he saw something sticky in there when he was getting a snack earlier. they're all comments and requests that you fawn over him for, so eddie doubles down and keeps you in his grip so that if you're gonna be thanking steve for the chores he did or promising to rent a specific movie for the night you're gonna be creaming on his tongue while you do it <3

there is something so special to me about perv hybrid!steve... like he knows what he's doing is wrong, sneaking into your closet and taking your panties, he knows he shouldn't be doing it, especially 'cause you're so nice to have taken him in in the first place, he just can't help it. eddie's driving him crazy, showing you off as if to say that steve will never get you the way eddie does, and one morning he just can't take it anymore. he decides to just go for it, he kisses up your thighs and presses sweet kisses to your clit through your underwear and buries his nose in your clothed cunt and when you start getting wet he dives in and eats you out. he's voracious, licking and sucking and drooling and panting as he devours you, he knows now why eddie's so attached to eating you out because he's sure as hell never gonna stop his spit is so plentiful that it's mixing with your slick and running down your ass, which he happily licks up and soaks his face in your slick <3 he's definitely not trying to wake you or eddie up, he's just trying to make you feel good and finally satiate some of his own urges, but you obviously wake up from the feeling, and he only gets more enthusiastic when you pet his ears and tug gently on his hair and whimper and moan and all of that good stuff <33 but of course, those sounds make eddie wake up, and that's when all hell breaks loose. you really think eddie's gonna bite steve, you're desperately trying to shove yourself between them before eddie starts throwing punches, but they're swearing at each other and they're both trying to push you away so that you don't get caught in the middle.

eventually you're able to calm them down! it's definitely a turning point in your relationship, the three of you make peace as one unit instead of you separately placating eddie and steve, but the more eddie gets used to the concept of sharing you, the more chill he'll be when steve decides it's his turn to wake you up <3

#hybrid au #hybrid smut #dog hybrid!eddie #dog hybrid!steve #let's talk about puppy!eddie !! #let's talk about puppy!steve !! #puppy!steve #puppy!eddie

[nomsfaultau]

I started thinking about how we anthropomorphize guys like the eggs, Michael, Shroud etc. Except Techno would be caught with a dead child. Wait I meant wouldn’t be caught dead with a child.

#Techno treats him like a bear (animal) in front of other people #While Phil is just watching aghast #“Phil! Thank god you’re back I haven’t seen another person in ages!” #Philza staring dead on at Steve: blink twice if you need help #technoblr #technoblade #dsmp #dsmp meme #dsmp steve #steve the polar bear #Mcyt #mcyt meme #Bear #Gay bear #i guess Steve is a furry which is a strange position in a world w hybrids #something to nom on

[elliewlums]

this isn’t technically part of any fic, just a thought i had

thinking about an overeager puppy hybrid reader and eddie who completely feeds into your antics and winds you up. lets you run completely wild when steve isn’t home to police the pair of you.

eddie walks through the front door after you’ve had an entire day with steve, lounging around and dozing as he gave you head scratches, but as soon as you hear eddie, your tail is thumping and your ears are perked and then the pair of you are rolling round the floor together. just causing absolute havoc.

when you misbehave, breaking something or generally doing something you’re not supposed to, eddie always covers for you and plays on steve’s heartstrings to get you out of trouble.

“look at her little face, stevie. she didn’t mean it.”

but that’s not to say eddie won’t torment you a little; he tugs on your tail, pinches your ears, and when you whine and squeal steve gathers you into his lap, reprimanding eddie.

“leave her alone. she’s only little!”

you preen against steve’s gentle strokes on your floppy ears, eyes closing as he runs his hand over your head. and then when steve isn’t looking, you nip at eddie’s fingers, scowling.

the pair of you would be lawless without steve; he’s the peacemaker, the mediator. and he gives the best head scratches in the world.

#eddie my love #stevie is sexy #dark side of the moon #steve harrington x fem!reader #eddie munson x female reader #hybrid!reader #eddie munson x hybrid!reader #steve harrington x hybrid!reader #puppy!reader #steddie x reader #steddie x you #steddie x y/n #eddie x fem!reader #steve x female reader

[brandycranby]

the berry sweetest

pairing: steve rogers x raccoon hybrid!reader

word count: 511

warning(s): chubby/plus-sized reader, no detailed description; mostly fluff and snuggles and kissies, hints of erotic situations; slight dehumanization and dom!Steve

author's note: forgive me, i know not what i did. only what i am, a soggy sad beast who yearns to be cuddled; based off of this text post i did earlier, will write more :))

Something… is touching his ears. 

“... wazzat?” Steve’s no stranger to going from dead asleep to battle ready. It's never a bad thing to be vigilant against Hydra sneak attacks even if said Hydra agents are gently stroking him awake.

But it’s only you, the poor little raccoon hybrid he saw in the dumpsters during his morning jog. It was an easy decision, upstate New York is no place to be outside in the wintertime. You were surprisingly easy to lure back to his quarters with only a jello cup and some yogurt in a tube. 

“Steve, Steeveeee.” Your pupils shine an eerie yellow in the gloom of night and your wandering hands are almost spidery as they skitter across his naked pecs.

Still, you’re the cutest softest thing he’s ever seen, fairly well-fed by the copious food waste the compound produced. Your lack of winter clothing had been worrisome, your only warmth coming from the soft drape of your tail around your body when he found you. You paw at his face again, a thin blanket around you as you shiver, already halfway on the bed.

“Hey, it’s ok. c’mere sweetheart.” With a scoop of his big arm, you’re on his bed, your plush limbs instantly curling around him in a satisfied squeeze. Steve laughs softly as you mewl and whimper little heem heems into his neck. “It's ok, you wanna kiss? Hmm?” 

Kiss… you have the vaguest sense of the word, some fuzzy memories of two people in AI uniforms entangled on a bench in front of your temporary den, their mouths touching like they were exchanging food. Confidently, you press your lips against Steve's, squeaking at the sudden pressure of his hands, one around your neck holding you at the perfect angle, the other cupping your bottom, encouraging you to snuggle closer. 

Yes! You like this, being very close means being warmer. And his hand is certainly warm, kneading your flesh in confident motions as you rock against him, moving in tandem with his lips to suckle your little tongue, drawing it into his mouth and releasing only when he can feel your chest strain for breath. You quiver, insatiable. “More uhm Steve more?” 

Steve huffs. Your yelp at the sudden tug on your stripey tail almost breaks his heart, but he’s responsible for you now. “What do we say?” He gives your winter fluff another warning pull when you take too long to think, drawing out big fat tears that make your eyes sparkle. 

“Puh-lease, snff please, Steve, kissies” 

How could he deny you? Dizzy and debauched in his arms, mouth swollen from his enthusiasm, little ears twitching, uncertain of all these new sensations but still deliriously happy at your newfound safety. 

“Good girl, what a good girl you are.” The praise slips out between messy smacks of your lips, the sound of you being all consumed by him. “I love you so much sweetheart.” He stifles your little squeals again, his own lips as red as berries. “I swear. Nothing bad will ever happen to you from now on.” 

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masterlist

#steve rogers x you #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x chubby reader #steve rogers self insert #my writing #raccoon hybrid!reader

[pizzaqueen]

It's not like Steve's a stranger to being touched. People touch him plenty. One of his grandmas is a cheek pincher and the other gives the warmest hugs ever.

His mom used to hug him the same way when he was little, but then he told her he was too old for that when he was eleven and trying to be tough and grown up, and now the hugs are more special occasion things. She still does this thing, though, where she'll stand behind him when he's sitting at the table for breakfast or whatever, and she'll squeeze his shoulders and rest her chin on the top of his head or kiss his temple. It's like a hug. And she's always fussing with his hair if she can get away with it.

His dad's never been much of a hugger, but he'll sling an arm around Steve's shoulders for family photos or clap a hand to his shoulder in passing or whatever.

And, while he's never been the kind of guy to roughhouse with friends, Tommy H would hang off of him sometimes and Steve never minded. And there was that one time Carol dared them to— Anyway.

He and Dustin have a very elaborate secret handshake. And Robin is there for a high five or fist bump or occasional sympathetic arm around his shoulder. (And they've definitely fallen asleep on the couch during movie nights and woken up leaning on each other.)

And he's had plenty of girlfriends and they, well, he's a gentleman, okay? No kissing and telling. The point is, people touch him. A lot really. But Steve never knew he wanted more—needed more—until Eddie.

Because Eddie touches Steve. A lot. Eddie loves horsing around, but he’ll also just touch Steve casually. A hand on his shoulder, or knee, poking him to get attention, leaning over him, brushing up against him. The hug they shared after the hospital, broken too early by Steve, not used to that kind of affection with a friend.

There’s a catalog in Steve’s mind of each and every time they’ve touched and it’s getting bigger and bigger.

Steve never initiates it with Eddie, though, despite how much he wants. In fact, he almost never initiates it with anyone (except with the girlfriends which, again, gentleman, not telling. And occasionally he'll ruffle Dustin's hair or whatever.) But Eddie, and the way he touches him, loosens something in Steve.

The first time he comes home and kisses his mom on the cheek when he says hello, she blinks up at him and smiles in a way she rarely does. “What was that for?”

“Nothing,” Steve says, and grabs an apple from the bowl. He’s smiling as he crunches into it.

And when Robin comes home during break and he hugs her she tells him not to be gross, but she’d leaned into the hug, holding Steve tight, so he knows she doesn’t mean it.

And then he does start initiating it with Eddie. A friendly hand on his shoulder, leaning into him when they’re side by side on the couch watching movies, holding Eddie after a nightmare, hugging him just because he wants to.

It’s not— Steve isn’t stupid, no matter how many times he calls himself an idiot, but it does take him longer than usual to piece together why it’s Eddie he wants to touch the most. Why he’s so greedy for it.

It’s not just because it’s nice to have that kind of affection so much more than usual but he likes Eddie. A lot. He’s never felt this way about a guy and he’s not sure if Eddie feels the same—because Eddie touches other people, too, though maybe not as much?—so he doesn’t say anything, or do anything, until he does.

They’re lying together on Eddie’s bed, legs tangled, and Steve looks at Eddie and Eddie looks at him and Steve kisses him, gently, and Eddie grins and that’s it. Easy as pie.

They touch a lot more after that—still a gentleman—and somehow, being with Eddie, makes it easier for Steve to be affectionate with other people too. At first, it’s a little strange, and people give Steve funny looks, but then it’s just the way it is.

And it’s good. It’s really good.

#Steddie #Steve x eddie #steddie headcanons #Steve harrington #Eddie munson #pizzaqueentxt #pizzaqueenfic #i should probably tag more of these longer headcanon ficlet hybrids as fic #clearing out my drafts #this has been lingering in my drafts for soooooooo long #and it’s way too long I’m sorry

[bettyfrommars]

Hi Betty! For your requests could I get a little Bitch Whatever in winter with hybrid Steve? I’m missing my monster boyfriend.

Or if you’re not feeling that, then maybe some holiday fluff with either of the biker boys? You can pick which one.

Whatever you feel most inspired for. Thanks, have fun writing! ♥️

Gia! I love these options, and I will for sure do some holiday fluff with our biker boys as well. This time, I chose hybrid!steve. I hope you enjoy my dear friend.

hybrid!steve x fem!reader

18+ONLY, hints to monsterfucking but does not actually happen, drinking blood, being chased in the woods, mention of a gun shot, Steve is part vampire/part wolf. I wrote this really fast, it was so much fun, and it has not been proofread.

wc: 884

The snow was coming down in thick, soft flakes, and your windshield wipers were flapping when you heard over the car radio that a woman was almost attacked by a wild beast. She said it had the body of a wolf, but it stood on hind legs.

You yanked the steering wheel, tires spinning to a halt in the gravel, and then turned the volume up with the knob on your dash.  

“Please, no, baby, no…” your whisper trailed off.  The radio announcer continued to say that the beast in question was still on the loose, and hunters were out looking for it that very moment, all eager to collect the bounty on its head.  

Frantically, your eyes searched the dense woods to your right, and there were pinpricks of light from lamps and torches dancing in the darkness as groups of people trudged through the snow, trying to pick up on his trail.

You were afraid this would happen one day.  When the moon was full, Steve always cut through the forest to get to your place, and you wondered when the day would come that he might stumble upon a few campers or someone walking their dog on the trail that connected to a collection of suburban houses nearby.

He did not have much control of his animalistic urges in hybrid form, and you were relieved to know that the woman was unharmed.  Apparently, the beast she’d encountered lurched at her, but then her husband tried to take a shot at it with a handgun, but missed, and he was gone too quick for the man to even try another shot.

You wondered if Steve had been grazed by the bullet, if he was possibly wounded somewhere. You raced the final mile to your place, and checked to see if he’d made it back first before bundling up to go outside and face the elements, to hopefully find him before the hunters did.  You flipped your Christmas lights on and grabbed a flashlight from the junk drawer.  

Once you broke free from the cement path and into the thicket of trees, you heard a howl; it was the howl of a wolf, and it was not that far away.  

“Stevie?” You called in a strained whisper.  You could hear the voices of the handful of armed hunters echoing from miles away.  Your flashlight beam searched the snowy ground for footprints.  Or, paw prints, in this case. 

You’d forgotten to wear gloves and your nose was already frozen.  You pulled your beanie down over your ears.  

It took your eyes a second to adjust, but you swore you saw two yellow orbs glowing in the distance.  There was a growl then, low and menacing, and you feared suddenly that maybe Steve was not the monster the woman had seen, maybe there was something more terrifying out there, and perhaps you were in danger. 

Then, you felt the fur against the back of your hand and you knew he’d somehow come up right beside you.

You noticed the warmth first of his body heat first, like it was radiating from a furnace, and even though you knew it was him, you couldn’t help but jump back.

You tripped and almost fell, but he caught you, and with a grunt, he scooped you up into his arms before taking off at a run.  He was so strong, your weight was nothing to him, and you clung to his furry neck, eager to be close to him.

“I was so worried,” your voice vibrated in a strange way with the impact of each one of his steps. 

He only hummed and tightened his grip on you.  All of his focus seemed to be getting you both as far away from the woods as possible. 

Back at your place, he put you down on your feet gently, and then hid in the bushes before climbing up to the second floor.  

When he finally came through the window, you could see by the lights from the Christmas tree that his leg was bleeding.  He was weak and he needed to feed.  You were quick to take your coat off and sit on the couch, beckoning him to you with open arms.  There was never much talking when he was in his hybrid form, but you somehow always knew what the other was thinking.  

He dropped to his knees between your legs and buried his face in your chest first, mewing softly, like a wounded dog.  You ran your fingers through his hair and kissed his head.  “Did those people scare you, baby?”  He clutched onto the material of your sweatshirt and nodded once.  

“Let me feed you, Stevie,” you lifted his face by the chin, letting your tongue feel the razor sharp edge of one of his fangs as you kissed.  “Let me take care of you.”

He nuzzled you from shoulder to neck first, licking and nibbling, softly whimpering until his lips latched on the perfect spot.  His fangs sank in fast and hard, and you knew it was better that way, better for him to penetrate quickly so that the natural pain killer in his saliva could soothe any discomfort.  You wrapped your legs around him and listened to the slurping sound with every pull as he drank from you.

#hybrid!steve #Steve Harrington #for Gia 💗 #monsterfucking #monster boyfriend

[lilacevans]

posting this snippet in hopes of maybe some screams so i have some motivation to finish it and then maybe get back into writing and making gifs and being active and all that jazz

🐺🐇 hybrid!steve x vampire!reader

You were laid under a tree, your back flush against Steve’s chest with a cream rose-printed blanket underneath you both. The sun streaked through the dancing leaves above you, the shadows joined in their tango as the snowdrops and daffodils swayed to their rhythm. You plucked daisies from an old wicker basket and threaded them into a chain as Steve read softly from one of his old books, the raspy tone of his voice mixed with the music that played quietly from your little white speaker.

You leaned your head back against Steve’s shoulder, your eyes falling shut as you soaked up the heat and sun streaks before grinning to yourself as you quickly pinched his inner thigh, slung the daisy chain into the basket and scrambled to your feet while giggling at his confused protest. You kicked dirt and leaves onto the blanket as you sprung into a sprint and made your way into the woodland.

‘’Yeah, you better run, little rabbit,’’ Steve called out after you as the swings snapped and leaves crunched under your quickened pace. ‘’You’re gonna regret it when I catch you!’’

‘’No cheating, Mr Wolf,’’ You sassily shouted back to him, melodic giggles were left in the wind as you continued your sprint.

Your game of cat and mouse ensued; or was it a game of wolf and rabbit?

#lila writes #steve rogers #kills & kisses verse #lila’s vamp au ideas #kills & kisses #steve rogers imagine #hybrid!steve rogers #steve rogers smut #chris evans #cevans

[ghostlynimbus]

Discount Dog

Ship: Harringrove

Rating: T (for now)

CW’s: hybrids, human x hybrid relationships, hybrids have very little rights in this AU, wolfdog!hybrid Billy Hargrove, hybrids are A/B/O Humans are not, o!Billy Hargrove (more to be added)

Summary:

Steve's parents decide to take him to the city to buy a hybrid for Christmas. He winds up coming home with Wolfdog Hybrid Billy. A hybrids AU.

The first two chapters of this can be found on AO3 here. This portion of ch 3 is being posted as a part of my WIP Motivation Poll.

CH 3

Steve’s pissed.

He can’t believe the store fucking drugged Billy.

They didn’t even ask Steve, they just did it, and what… hoped that Steve wouldn’t notice? 

He knows that Billy has behavioral issues, and he figures they were probably hoping that the drugs would keep Billy complacent enough that they could get ownership of him signed over to Steve before Steve realized what exactly he was signing up for. They probably didn’t want to risk him backing out of the deal.

Shitty business practice, but not exactly unheard of. 

But did they really have to give him so much? He could barely stand up straight when they finally brought him up to the check out.

#harringrove #hybrids au #steve harrington #billy hargrove #stranger things #wip motivation poll #ghost's wip poll #i dont remember what tag i was using #ghost.txt #fic #fic update #im sorry if i already posted this #the most recent thing i could find was the end of ch 2 #but I'd already written past that so i dont know for sure #non consensual drugging cw

[diaryofaprettyprincess]

I saw someone say Hybrid!reader and Steve and I get it! Like Eddie and bunny is so fucking cute and amazing and hot…BUT! Steve has natural paternal instincts and regardless of why anyone says that man has he sm redemption I think he’s such husband material so imagine him finding you and taking care of you and babying you like omg omg omg

omg omg omg omg omg omg ---my brain is malfunctioning (this with puppy!hybrid!reader)

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just imagine like when you get cranky and tired, he takes you in his arms and bounces you in them like a baby--because you are his baby.

like he'll see you get moody and sleepy, pouting and huffing as the day goes on. you whine and tug at his pant leg as he's sitting down on the couch, talking to his friend on the phone. he'll hang up when he sees that grumpy, exhausted look in your eyes.

so, he'll hang up, then hold you, shushing you while breathing out a, "shh, good girl, it's okay, puppy--'ve gotchu..stevie's here, sweetheart.."

and you just sniffle, nuzzling your head in his neck as you feel your eyes get more droopy...

BUT OKAY.

let's talk about when he first met you.

it was similar to how he met bunny!reader except he went on a jog in the woods. that's when he heard rustling and a small squeal.

so, assuming there was someone that got hurt, he cautiously takes a look behind some bushes where he heard the noise, a sharper stick in hand just in case. that's when he sees you. cold, shivering, AND A LITERAL HUMAN WITH PUPPY DOG EARS AND A CUTE LITTLE TAIL.

once he gets past the shocked phase (really he never gets passed it until way later, but i mean that he gets passed the 'frozen in shock' phase), he wants to help you.

so, when you see him, you shake more, whimpering with those big eyes looking up at him that makes him feel weak.

he extends his hand, letting you slowly put your face in it, nuzzling in the softness of his palm as he soothingly whispers a small, "shh, 's okay, honey..'m not gonna hurt you.." and that's when you see, feel, and hear the genuineness that he exhibits.

soon, he'll pet your head, crouching in front of you as he takes off his sweater, putting you in it as to keep you warm. after many questions which go unanswered, he takes you back to his home.

AHHHHHHH I LOVE DADDY STEVE UGHGHG !!!

okay but also when you're playing with him and he starts to see you doze off, he'll always coo a little, "aw, sleepy girl (or pup/puppy)..." and he'll scratch your scalp as you drift off in his arms. HES SO PROTECTIVE AND SOFT!!

#puppy!reader #puppy!hybrid!reader #steve harrington #steve harrington x y/n #mail 💌 #steve harrington x puppy!reader #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x hybrid!reader #steve harrington x puppy!hybrid!reader

[weezerblue]

hybrid reader and steve has me going feralllll

maybe reader is a cat or bunny hybrid, who during sex whines so loudly that steve has to cover their mouth

hybrid reader who wants nothing more but for steve to breed them. n grabs onto his shoulders right when he cums and stays like that for a good minute, making sure they get every last drop

hybrid reader who's in heat and steve has to take time off of work to "help them out"

just. hybrid reader everyone. hybrid reader

#hybrid reader #bunny girl #catgirls #steve x reader #steve harrington x reader smut #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington smut #steve harrington #steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington x y/n #joe keery #hybrids r hot

[ddejavvu]

WOLF HYBRID!STEVE - I AM UNWELL 🥵🥵👀

I have a strong idea that he is the ultimate fan of cockwarming - constantly wanting to be inside you, keeping you full, his scent on you at all times, making sure you're wasting NONE of the loads he gives you.

He doesn't care if it's morning, night, in public, or at home - you're always wearing a skirt and in his lap, and he's stuffing you like you're nothing but a doll for him to use.

"that's my girl, jus' like that, let me in,"

"good girl, just sit nice and pretty, hm? gotta make sure everyone knows who you belong to"

"shh, s'okay puppy, just gonna keep you full, make sure you don't waste any of my precious cum, need it to all take"

YOU HAVE A BIG BRAIN MEI, I'M SO UNWELL RN

every time you pop into my inbox i know i'll have a good time thank you so much for your service <33

this post is 18+, minors dni. (cw: hybrid au with wolf hybrid!steve. don't like don't read).

COCKWARMING WITH- ???!?31/1/2/?! OHHH MY GOD TAKE ME NOW he's soooo big. steve already has the dong of the century but wolf hybrid!steve??? jesus, it's a third leg. it's thick and long and veiny and stuffs you stupid, and it's your personal seat. you're always cockwarming him, he'll watch a movie with you on the couch and immediately slip under your little skirt to push himself inside of you. and the togetherness gives him extra opportunities to scent you, his chin hooked over your shoulder as he butts his ears into your neck and rubs his nose along your jaw, smothering you in his scent

he's a big fan of cumming on you and not just in you!! well, what he does is he cums in you every single time, but there's definitely some overflow 'cause he just cums so. much. and what he does is he drags his hand through the excess that's seeping out of your gaping cunt and he drags it along your thighs, then your stomach, then your tits. he'll lick you clean, too, panting as he laps up his cum from between your tits and licks it up into your mouth.

if you ever whine or complain about him cockwarming you- be careful. he won't ever be rude or forceful, but he'll explain himself in such an endearing (and attractive) way that you can't say no.

"Jus' wanna make sure you smell like me, angel." His brows are furrowed in concern, "Don't you wanna be mine?"

Ohh and when you whine about overstimulation when you cockwarm him he smooths your hair back behind your face and kisses your cheeks and licks up your jaw and nuzzles his nose below your ear and goes ''s okay, honey, it's okay. we have to make sure it takes, that's what you want, isn't it? wanna be nice and full?'

#hybrid au #wolf!steve #wolf hybrid!steve #let's talk about wolf hybrid!steve #steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #hybrid smut #steve harrington smut