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lady-ashfade · 8 months

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Mates By Fate

Various Hybrid!Characters x Human!Fem!Reader.

Plot: The adoption center is filled with many different hybrids from all sorts. But when one gets a whiff of your scent that they can’t help but get excited to see you.

Characters: Rabbit!Izuku midoriya, Wolf!Katsuki Bakugo, Dog!Eijiro Kirishima, Cat!Shoto Todoroki

Warnings: quick adoption, licking, love at first sight, mention of dark past, not much.

Rabbit! Izuku Midoriya

The building was filled with all types of noises, from barks to meows, even some growls. Some hybrids were out playing and doing their own things, some playing in groups outside or maybe they enjoyed their own company. Izuku was watching a movie that had come on just in time for his break. All hybrids get a break from the others to focus on themselves if needed, and he decided to watch his favorite movie. Super Hybrid: All might. Oh, how he adored the movie and the man it was about. His room filled with decorations of Allmight himself, posters on every wall.

He couldn’t keep his eyes off the screen when the scene came on. Allmight fighting a bad guy, his tail smacking him around from place to place. It was like watching it for the first time, he was on the edge of his seat cheering at the screen for his hero. Not much could get his attention away from this movie, so when a scent came into his nose it peaked his interest. What was that smell? So sweet, soft yet bold, how could something smell so perfect? His flappy ears stood up and his attention drew to the hallway where his door was cracked open. Grabbing the remote be paused the movie and walked to the door.

He poked his head out slowly to see what was going on and if he could find the source of the smell. Then he saw the owner of the adoption center in the middle of the hallway, then a woman standing next to her about three doors down. A hybrid with droopy ears likes his but brown, the hybrid rubbed her head against the new woman’s hand as she smiled. When he saw you, he felt the world crash onto him with a kick to the chest.

Mate.

The words rang through his head and made his body tense up at the thought of having you in his life. But, he couldn’t have a mate? And not someone as pretty as you? He cheeks heated up while staring at you with wide eyes frozen in the doorway to his room. He could hear your conversation but didn’t truly listen, the words sounding like muffles to him. But a few seconds later your head turned when the owner said something and you looked right at him.

He yelps and slips back into his room quickly from being caught and your attention. His heart raced as fast as it could go as he panicked over every detail. Did you really see him? Was he imagining you here? What if this was a dream and he’d wake up mateless again? What if you don’t want him as a mate anyway? So many questions ran through his speedy head and made him panic.

“Izuku,” the old woman’s sweet voice called him out of his thoughts as she walked into the open room. “We have a visitor, like to meet them?” Your frame shuffled into the room and waved softly, the smile on your lips look like heaven. All he could do is stare and mumble nervously with words you couldn’t understand.

“He’s shy, but he’s a good hybrid to have around.” You nodded and reached into your pocket and his attention calmed down at the other scent he loved. Treats. A brown little heart shaped treat rest in your hands and pushed it towards him. “Hello, Izuku. My names Y/n.” The name engraved itself into his brain. The excitement finally washed over him and shot throughout his body, making him so happy that his leg started to tap and take the treat into his mouth.

He was so happy as he chew and you watched his nose crinkle with each bite, his happy feet bouncing. You giggled at the sight, he was your favorite by far. “I’ll let you have some time with him, seeing as he’s your perfect match. I shall be just outside with the other hybrids, call if you need anything.” She bowed and walked out the room.

You look at izuku and a nervous smile spread your face as he inched closer, no threatening gestures but with a curious look. His noses sniffed around your hand and up your wrists, he looked so focused. Then he nudged his faces across it like he was petting himself and your heart exploded. He looked so happy and relaxed with your touch.

“Mate.” He muttered and you froze up. Did he say that or was it a mistake…Mate? That’s interesting but you can’t help but feel like it was right. “Tell me, do you want me to take you home?” He jumped up and hugged your leg and you almost fell. Laughing you reach down to pet this hair.

He was interesting, he couldn’t get himself off of you. But he was perfectly sweet.

Wolf! Katsuki Bakugo

Katsuki is wasn’t one for social interaction, especially with new people he had just meet. Whenever someone came to look at the hybrids he wouldn’t let them get near and just walk off or give them attitude. He was adopted once before and it was the worst time of his life, humans were cruel and he knew damn well they couldn’t put up with him. So he put off the idea that he would find someone nice enough.

Kats didn’t get along with the other hybrids, only a selected group he allowed near him. If he wasn’t hanging around them then he was outside in the shade, or playing with a chew toy that need to be replaced each day. He loved to be outside a few hours because he had a lot of energy he couldn’t release inside. Today he decided to take a break and lay on the ground to take a quick nap, the shade and sun making him tired. Then, his nose picked up a scent. Shooting his head up from his resting place his head looked around for the scent he was smelling.

This wasn’t food, it wasn’t like anything he’s ever smelled before. It was the perfect smell for him. He craved to get near the source. So he stood up and looked around, his tail wagging behind him. Big and thick with blonde and white with brown tips like his ears. “Shit.” He smelled it out and followed trail. A beautiful laugh caught his ears and he looked up to see a woman smiling with the owner, a hybrid getting their head pat. Her. It was coming from her.

Mate. Claim. Mate.

She was his mate, his tail wagged harder but his head gave him trouble. He didn’t need a mate, and not a shitty human at that. What was she trying to do? He’s a alpha and not some pet she could keep in her house- But he wanted it. To be close to her at every second to keep he safe and sound. He groaned and fell close to the ground and behind the flowers, the garden being filled with big places with high planted flowers. It was easy for him to crawl closer without being caught, after all it was in his blood to hunt.

He got closer and watched for a second. “I’ll leave you to look around, I know of a few hybrids out here. A snake one, he’s usually in the trees and many others.” She smiles and took the cat hybrid inside, leaving you alone. Smiling to yourself and straighten your blouses then walk over to the flowers, smelling them. Bakugo wiggled his body and got ready to pounce on you, why? He just felt like it. But when you giggled and looked over at his direction he froze in shock and confusion.

“There’s a mirror wall behind you,” you look a seat on the bench beside you. “But don’t be discouraged, you would of had me.” The lighthearted tone in your voice made him heat up, and your smile with no anger in it. He rolled his eyes and stood up, inching closer to you with a glare, a low growl leaving his lips to imitate you with fear. You only smiled and pulled out a big threat, a bone shaped one.

“I apologize if I offended you, it was not my intention.” Standing up slowly you tossed the treat softly before him. “But I hope you’ll take this treat as a apology, great wolf.” His ego built up at your praise and felt better. He took the treat and took a few bites. While he was focused on the treat you backed up to leave him alone, not wanted to anger him. Wolfs can be very territorial when it comes to it, so you wouldn’t egg him in.

“I didn’t say go, damn human.” His tough voice caught you off guard. You turned around to see him soften his glare and look at the bench you once sat at. “Sit.” You smirked for a second and walked back to the bench and did as he said. He was adorable. You stuck out your hand for him to sniff and he hesitated, looking up at you like asking permission or to get a read on you. But you only flashed him a eye closing smile.

His noses poked your hand and sniffed all around to take in your scent in, and his body turned into mush. Your scent, he craved it. “Damn, of course it be a human.” He huffed and crossed his arms. You looked at him confused, “Hmm?” Kats rolled his eyes hard and pointed at you, “Mate.” He enjoyed how you looked at him in shock and flustered.

“Now, go get the paper work done so I can leave. I wouldn’t let anyone leave with you today wether you like it or not.” His tail stomped the ground as his teeth really showed to threaten the people he thought of. “Well? Go!” You giggled and rushed away from the shouting hybrid, a rough one.

He was demanding and didn’t care. He however, was loving on the way to your house so you didn’t mind.

Shoto Todoroki

Shoto is a hybrid that likes to take naps, his cat like nature is strong. The sunlight can make him fall asleep anywhere, no matter the place. He also loves to climb up on things to take a nice nap, mostly on a cat like tree they have for hybrids. He also has a scratching problem but not in a bad way, he just needs to stretch often. Those are the things he does in a day. Wake up, scratch, eat, Nap, scratch and then repeat. However he does hang out with some hybrids on occasion.

Today Shotos place of choice was in front of the art rooms door, so close to getting hit if someone opened the door fully. The hybrid didn’t notice this when he went to sleep or he would have scooted a bit further. You wanted to explore the place and decide to check the art room to see what’s it was like. When you opened the door you didn’t see the hybrid behind you, only a tail that curled and swung slowly. Stopping and not pushing the door any further you walked through the gap and poke your head around to see the hybrid laying there.

His hair mix toned, red and white. His tail thin but long, white fur all the way down. But his ears matched the hair on each side, he was gorgeous. You smile and push all the way in the room and close the door as quietly as you can, trying not to startle him. Kneeling down a few inches from him you start to call out softly for him to walk up. Clinking your tongue, “Little buddy, wake up please.” You repeated that line over and over. But he wasn’t little, only a small frame but you could see the muscles he had and how tall he was.

He slowly opened his eyes with a yawn, confused on what was going on. When he noticed you his demeanor changed slight. His face dropping and staring you, with almost a cold glare. Chuckling to not be afraid you step back, “Sorry, I just didn’t want you to get hurt. You were sleeping in front of the door.” You glanced at the door and showed him what you meant. But he didn’t stop staring at you with a unreadable expression.

Shoto was freaking out inside. Your scent drove him insane, one he wanted to run and nuzzle up to. He couldn’t look away from your pretty face or he would have. What was this? Had you have some sort of magic to bewitched him? Why was his body on fire? He had so many emotions and non of them made sense. Until his mouth started to water..

Mate.

The clicking sound echoed through his brain when he realized what you were to him. A mate. Fate was funny about bringing people together and he didn’t have to find you, you found him. “Hello?” You waved a hand in front of your face as he continued to be silent and frozen. He blinked finally and you felt relieved. “Call me shoto.” You hummed at the calming tone. “Y/n.” You reached out your hand with a smile. Of course he couldn’t hold himself back from taking it and sniffing you.

Your scent was so nice to smell, calming but made his blood pump. You had weird affects on his body. You watch him sniff you and it made you laugh as he kept hitting his nose against the center. He was booping his own nose. Then he did something unexpected and licked your hand softly. To give affection he kept doing it, small licks. Nothing more to the eyes. Only he did it to get his scent on you.

“Adopt me.” He look up at you blankly and you were taken aback by his boldness. “We just met, don’t you want to get a know me first?” You asked. Most hybrids take a week at least before getting comfortable with a owner, or at least a whole day. “I know all I need, you are my mate of course.” He nuzzled against your hand as his tail swayed around smoothly.

“Mates?” You questioned but couldn’t help but rub his cheek, he purred so loudly you could feel it. “Hmm, smell you. Us hybrids have mates, or some do and mine is you.” He shrugged like it wasn’t a big deal. “Now, I’m tired. Could you go get everything done so I can’t go back to napping?”

You took shoto home that night and he fell asleep on your nap. Followed you around the house with his head in your shoulders.

Eijiro Kirishima

Kiri likes to be with other hybrids and people, a social butterfly if you will. He always has a smile on his face to cheer and play with the others, the big brother of the estate. His dream is to one day have a forever home with a family that loves him but worries about being worthy. Despite always tell the others they’d get adopted or cheer them up, he felt the same way. But he puts it off and has fun instead, he’s very active. They had to build a new playground area just for him and hybrids like him who are rough but playful.

Kiri today was in the playroom all by himself and it saddens him, no one to play with. He’d have the rope in his mouth and swing it around almost like a weapon. Or jumping around from the bars to places, or his favorite. Catch. They had a device to throw the ball automatically and he loved it, almost as much as someone actually throwing him the ball. Kiri watched the ball get shot out and hit the table making it change direction to the door. To his surprise the door opened just as the ball rolled on the floor and stop between someone’s leg. His mind focused on the ball he chased after it.

His legs ran to catch the small object and only to be caught in another trance caused by a smell, a delicious smell. Stopping in his tracks he froze and looked up at the person at the door who now looked at the ball between her feet. A smile spread on her lips when she bent down to pick it up. The smell was coming from her. Was it a treat in her pocket? What flavor was it? That smell was heaven to his nose, like it was made just for him.

Mate.

Giggling you looked at the pup in front of you, a grip on the ball “Want me to throw it?” You wiggled it slightly. Thump thump. The sound of his huge fluffy tail hit the floor as he panted quietly. He was so excited. “Get it.” You threw it past him and made sure not to hit anything but far for him to have fun. He leaped up and chased after it, so fast and quick. It was cute to watch him bite the ball and chew down on it slightly then look back at you. He pranced back to you with his tail wagging, a pride filled aura as he puffed out his chest.

He dropped the ball at your feet and sat back on the floor, his tongue sticking out. “Awe, such a good boy.” You reached down to pet his head but gave him enough time to pull away if he’d like. But he didn’t so your hand patted the red hair, slightly touching the ears on his head. “My names Y/n.” Without a warning he jumps up and knocks you down, leaning onto of you and starts to lick across your face. His hands on your chest and tail making a breeze.

You laughed and tried to move but he didn’t let up on his actions. You smelled too good. You called him a good boy. A perfect mate for him. He leaned up and didn’t let his hands up from your stomach. “Eijiro Kirishima.” His smile was so wide you saw his teeth that looked perfectly white and sharp. Taking a breath you smile up at the hybrid you just met. “Nice to met you.” He jumped off you and waited for you to get up.

When you did you brushed off yourself and whipped your face off. Kiri stood up finally and you looked up at him, he was one of the biggest hybrids you have ever seen. Blushing at his height you giggled, he was just a huge puppy. “Are you here to adopt?” He asked, his ears and tail stopping and going down. You could tell he was sad and you wondered why.

“Yes, I am.” You see him look at the floor and a sad smile grew on his face. “They’d be luck to have you.” The heart in your chest shattered at his tone, so quick to dismiss himself. “Would you be willing to get adopted? I was looking for a dog hybrid…If you’re willing.” Kiri’s head shit up and his body started to wage and bounce. The sparkle in his eyes reappeared and his happiness coming back.

The next thing you know his arms are wrapping themselves around you and pulling you closer, his tongue licking your cheek. You patted his head, “I’ll take that as a yes.” You didn’t expect to meet the hybrid of your dreams on the first day of looking but here he was. “Mate, going home with my mate.” His words made you tense up. Mate? Does he think you’re his mate… Why doesn’t that not sound wrong?

“Okay, let’s go so I can go to the office.” He whined and hugged you closer. His head rested on your shoulder and he refused to let you go, he had a person for the first time. Too soon to let go. “You can come with him, but I need to walk.” He felt your chest vibrate with laughter and he huffed. His arms let your waist go but hooked on your arm instead.

You didn’t expect him to be so clingy and protective over you but that’s what he was. You’re now his home. But there’s no other pup for you.

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yonderly-alamort · 1 year

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・✶ ｡ﾟ𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐏 ¡!

cw: possessiveness, jealousy, kinda toxic behavior, dog hybrid! lover, pervert! lover, panty sniffing, suggestive.

side note: you can find part 2 here! <3

𖣠 POSSESSIVE PUP! that will always come and sniff your neck when you arrive home, trying to decipher if someone has been too close to you and waging his tail so you don't notice his jealousy. he's your good boy after all, isn't he?

𖣠 POSSESSIVE PUP! that follows you everywhere he's able to; always walking beside you around the house, wanting to go with you to the bathroom only to see the door shutting in his face and hear u telling him to wait outside, staying sit with you in the park and asking to be ur lovely companion whenever you have to go out/do groceries/have a meet up.

𖣠 POSSESSIVE PUP! that will make no noise and suffer silently when you leave the apartment, only to remember that some hours ago you told him to please, do the laundry.

𖣠 POSSESSIVE PUP! that finds a couple of used panties in the laundry basket, picking his favorite ones, and bringing them up to his face while taking a deep breath inhaling the deliciously sweet scent he ended up learning to adore.

𖣠 POSSESSIVE PUP! that almost whines and tears up when he has to actually put them in the washing machine, knowing that, when the task is finally done, the fabric will smell like lavender and ur fragance'll no longer be there.

𖣠 POSSESSIVE PUP! that brightens up when you arrive home and tell him that he did a very good job! the cutest smile appearing in his lips at your words, promising himself that sniffing your panties will not be the only thing he will accomplish, but also making you his owner forever <3

#yonderly alamort #dark content #clingy yandere #yandere #yandere x reader #possessive yandere #yandere x you #yandere writing #yandere scenarios #yandere headcanons #pup yandere #hybrid yandere #hybrid x reader #writing #x reader #reader insert #yandere x female reader #yandere drabble #yandere character

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all-gummed-up-inside · 1 month

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A/N:I totally didn’t stop posting here for 4 months because I got bored!!! I totally didn’t get distracted with doing art stuff! This is also not proofread at all and kinda lazy teehee

WARNINGS: puppy hybrid, title kink(master) pillow humping, scent kink, breeding kink,

GN reader with unmentioned genitalia, subtop male hybrid

A puppy hybrid! whose begging and whimpering for his master to come home soon! He’s so needy as he ruts his stupidly large cock against your pillows and sheets, leaving a puddle of cum for you to clean up later <3

A puppy hybrid! who strokes his rudy and needy cock as he huffs your underwear <3 his dick leaking like a faucet as thick globs of precum start staining your favorite hoodie!

A puppy hybrid! who shakily humps your pillow to the thought of finally being allowed to breed you <3 getting harder somehow at the thought of watching his cum drip from between your thighs as you tell him how much of a good boy he is for you! How proud you are of him, and fuck, he’s already ruined the bedsheets again </3

Can be with any of your faves!!!

#dom reader #dom fem reader #dom male reader #dom!reader #dumb puppy #puppy sub #puppy hybrid #hybrid x reader #sub character #sub hybrid

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ofallthingsnasty · 1 year

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after hours

Pairing: Dog!Hybrid x F!Reader Tags: teratophilia, smut, slice of life, established relationship, knotting, creampie, slight domination loss, (unexpected) piss marking, smidge of possessive behavior, reader wears glasses, minors dni Word count: 2.7k Summary: Your hybrid knows how to make your evenings better, although he can get a little overeager sometimes.

Note: This was an attempt at writing a simple pwp in a short-ish amount of time. I managed to do just that and am really happy with that! It might not be the most polished, but it was still fun. I hope you enjoy and requests are open!

Coming home after a long day of work tastes sweet. There is nothing like slipping off your fancy shoes to feel the floor through the fabric of your socks with aching feet, nothing like turning on all the cozy lights in your apartment and taking a hot shower to wash away the sweat and dust of the day. It’s the thought that makes the way home bearable, that makes you hurry to catch the earliest train home, even. You rarely - if ever, really - come home without being utterly exhausted from fluorescent lights and endless phone calls, craving the comfort of your own home. But by far the sweetest of it all is the welcome your hybrid gives you every single day. Mind stretched thin like gossamer and eyes prickling with exhaustion, you heave yourself up the very last flight of stairs to your apartment, eager to spend the rest of the night on your couch, enjoying a home-cooked meal and the company of your handsome puppy. It’s all you crave at the moment.

Finally reaching your apartment, your key barely turns in the lock before the door flies open already and you almost fall into a pair of strong arms. “You’re home!”, Hunter bellows and swarms around you, busy hands plucking at your lunch bag and your coat, happy to help to get you into your shared home. He stands tall above you, shaggy hair (god, does he need a new haircut already?) disheveled and tail wagging itself into a frenzy. You watch it go left to right and left again, disappearing for a fraction of a section behind his back until it pops up on the other side, white-tipped and bushy. He isn’t the most delicate - your keys land on the floor with a distinct ‘clink’ as he almost rips the sleeve of your coat over your dominant hand, his thick fingers come on a little too strong while he peels you out of your scarf, leaving your blouse ruffled and almost knocking your glasses off your nose. He’s overexcited, as always - but behind his clumsy, rushed movements lies love and the desire to spend as much time as possible with you. He is your first and only hybrid - adopted after being given up due to the cost of his care by his previous owners. He can be needy at times, but he’s always sweet - you couldn’t have asked for anyone better. Cooking, cleaning, companionship - he offers all you’ve ever needed in exchange for a loving home and your heart. Hunter is the biggest, most adorable goof and you love him with every fiber of your being. “Did you have a good day at work? Got much done?”, he blabbers while hanging up your coat and plucking the keys off the floor, tail still showing his excitement. “Did you check out that bakery you wanted to go to for lunch?” You smile at his antics, at the way the words gush out of him while he busies himself with puttering about. “Today was good, I think”, you grin, fumbling to keep the lunch bag he is trying to take from you. “I even got you something!” His movements immediately stop and his ears perk up in wonder, dark eyes sparkling.

“Really? What is it?” Pulling a wrinkled little paper bag from the cotton, you swing it around, soaking in the joy that emanates from him. “Something for dessert.” The hug you’re promptly tackled into squeezes the air from your lungs. Swaying under his massive weight, you laugh, the exhaustion of the day swept away with the gesture. “Thank you, thank you, thank you-”, he starts but the rest of his gratitude gets swallowed up by kisses pressed to your cheek. You let him hold you for a bit, savoring the feeling of his warm body against yours, his comforting scent. There is nothing purer than watching him get so pumped over something so small, how the littlest things amaze and charm him. You’re truly lucky to have him in your life, to be able to come home to him every single night. At this point you can’t quite remember what it was like without him - and you don’t wish to.

He only pulls away after you nudge him a little, promptly going back to busying himself with getting you settled, even whines when you don’t let him untie your shoes but goes back to his busy contentment when you scratch him behind his floppy ears, a smile on your face. “I can do that myself, puppy”, you say. And you do just that. With your feet in cozy slippers and your tired arms two bags lighter, you stretch and put your nose up into the air as a rich scent wafts into the hallway, hearty and warm. You inhale deeply, stomach growling in anticipation. “What are you cooking, puppy?” His whole face lights up at the acknowledgement and he beams at you. “Lasagna. After your recipe.” “Oh, wow. You spoil me. When’s dinner?” You swear he couldn’t look happier than he does right now, though his brows furrow just a second later. He clears his throat and his ears flatten with nervousness, the change almost jarring. You only shoot him a questioning look - clumsy as he is, he often breaks things around the apartment. And as docile as he is, he usually thinks you’ll be awfully mad at him, resulting in him beating around the bush until you grow impatient. “Can we- first, can we-”, he starts, voice almost whiny. Whatever he has planned on saying - he doesn’t finish it, instead interrupts himself with a desperate whimper and presses your hand to his crotch with big, pleading eyes. “Oh–”, you gasp softly at the rough feeling of taut jeans under your fingertips. He’s unmistakably hard through the fabric.

You can’t say you’re surprised at this outcome, either. It’s an almost daily occurrence with him, at this point - whether it’s because his libido is just that high or it’s his way of showing you how much he loves you and you him, most days end with you sore from his knot.

“Hunter!”, you laugh out in fake offense, his name on your tongue making him shudder. “Please, please, can we?”, he stutters out, cheeks slowly turning red under your cryptic smile.

You had been aware of hybrids and their particular needs when you first brought Hunter home - for some people, it was the main reason to get them, even - but you didn’t expect him to be that needy. Not that you mind - but never in a million years had you thought you’d be the type to go to work with bite marks and still leaking his cum from last night, barely able to sit. There is no shame in it, of course. You pride yourself in being a good caretaker. He takes your silence as an agreement and pulls you close, eyes already glassy with need. “I’m still sweaty from work- oh-”, you protest - or at least try to, as he’s already fiddling with the buttons on your outfit. “Don’t mind”, he mumbles and then bends down to bury his face in your neck to demonstrate just how much he doesn’t. “You smell better like this anyway” As if to prove himself to you, he sniffs your skin just below your jaw and the sudden flow of air tickles so much it makes the hair on your arms stand up. Humming against your neck, he begins to bite and tease your pulse point until you shiver under his ministrations, your very last bit of resolve melting away. Still, the faint smell of your dinner tickles at the back of your mind. “What about dinner? Isn’t it still in the oven?”, you breathe out. Your hybrid’s needs or not, you aren’t keen on burning your apartment down in a fit of carelessness. “No”, he hums into your skin, then licks it, his tongue rough and hard, pushing itself right into you. “Haven’t put it in yet.” You can’t help but chuckle at that - beneath the facade of a loyal, clumsy hybrid hides a little schemer. “Alright, alright.”

Now with your agreement he’s desperate to strip you down, almost rips the buttons off your shirt until gently push his hands away and open it yourself. The moment your bra is revealed to him he groans and grabs your breasts, kneading them through the fabric. You have no doubts that he’d fuck you right here on the floor until your knees ached if you were to let him, especially as his nipping at your neck turns into biting, teeth sharp enough to sting. When he starts to pull at your pants, you intervene. “C’mon, let’s get on the sofa at least, puppy”, you say, a sentence you’ve used more than two dozen times by now - it’s not your preferred spot by any means, but too many days has he gotten too excited and fucked you on the rug in the hallway, much to the chagrin of your knees.

He whines with impatience but is easily placated with a peck to his cheek and you pull him to the living room. You can barely let go of his hand and reach for a blanket - he all but pummels you onto the couch, back hitting the cushions with a dull thud.

“Puppy-!”, you gasp, a clear warning. “Careful.” Hunter nods eagerly but his gaze is still stupefied, his mind clearly somewhere else.

Grabbing you by your hips, he flips you over as if you weigh nothing, fingers threading themselves into the soft fat of your belly. You land, face down, in soft cotton.

Another shocked puppy, no! spills from your lips as your head gets pressed into the decorative pillows, your plastic flames creaking in protest under the pressure. “My glasses!” And this time, he listens. He’s off you in a second and you turn to your left, world now slightly smudged.

“Sorry, sorry”, he whines behind you, genuinely apologetic. “Forgot about them- ” Reaching for the frames, you pluck them off your nose and blindly throw them on the coffee table, a task severely hindered by the dozens of little kisses and licks he’s peppering all over your back as an apology, his touch almost tickling you.

To his credit, he waits for your nod to continue, his eyes sparkling when you smile at him over your shoulder. He eagerly goes back to making quick work of your pants, tearing them off your legs in a matter of seconds. One final snap and the elastic of your panties is pulled down to your knees, your cunt finally exposed to him. Hunter does little to prepare you - too desperate to fuck you, he just spreads you with both hands and licks one rough stripe over your pussy, whining when the sensation makes you tremble. The rustle of fabric is your only indicator for what is about to come: he hastily shoves his own pants down and rubs his cock against you in all of its entirety, slipping between your lips and making you tense with anticipation. Your cunt aches for him, just as much as it did the first time - and his desire and love for you makes quick of your arousal, as always. You both moan as when he finally enters you, the feeling unlike anything else. He reaches deep in this position and although not over average length, he’s so thick you almost feel impaled. Wasting no time, he immediately sets a pace so fast that it leaves you drooling. It’s uncoordinated and a little clumsy - his grip on your hips loosens and slips and he switches over to supporting himself on the couch instead, with his stomach touching your back. The feeling of his warm, sweaty skin on yours, his teeth in your shoulder and groans in your ear is enough to make you forget about the world around you. He almost moves you off the couch with the power of his thrusts, sheer instinct taking over. You’re only able to brace yourself against the impact by burrowing your face into the soft material, wailing just as loud as he does every time he slams into you. He’s eager like this, eager as always. Relentlessly chasing his own relief, he works you well - his cock moving in and out of you feels like some kind of sweet, almost stinging pain. The sensation builds with every push, with every nibble of his teeth on the delicate skin of your shoulder. You let yourself fall into it for a good while, nothing on your mind aside from the way your bodies connect with each other, how he fucks you silly. It doesn’t take him long to swell inside of you - as impatient as he is outside of the bedroom, he is in bed, after all - and his anatomy betrays him. “Careful with the knot”, you groan, trying to lower yourself onto the couch again. You’re all too familiar with it and know how to make it tolerable at this point.

He listens, even if only half-heartedly, and obediently follows your hips with his, trying to maintain his speed all the while. Not a heartbeat later Hunter moans and pushes himself as far as possible into you, reaching his peak with bared teeth and a growl. Shooting his load deep into you, the feeling of him filling you is enough to push you over the edge as well. You pant and gasp while he lets out an almost high-pitched moan in response, happy to have you fucked stupid on his cock. “I need to- I need to-”, he whines while his knot inflates - it stretches you beyond your capacity and you hiss in discomfort. The burn is almost unbearable but you breathe through it, wait until the pain turns into pleasure. “What do you need? Use your words-”, you can barely press the command out, too focused on the feeling of being unnaturally full of him. It comes out harsher than expected, but he doesn’t seem to mind, gasping at your guttural voice. “Please, I- I need to mark you-”, he grunts, running a sweaty hand over your back. “Need to show everyone that you’re mine.” Before you can ask him to elaborate, he chokes behind you as if overcome with something, then his muscles go slack. It’s hot and wet as it fills you - you can’t help the way your cunt flutters around his knot at the feeling. Still high on your own orgasm, the sensation is unlike anything you’ve ever felt - but even through your hazy mind you realize that he isn’t cumming a second time - he’s pissing inside of you. “Puppy, no!”, you cry out, genuinely shocked but too tired to scramble away from him - not that it would help you, knotted as you are. He ignores your words, simply continuing to relieve himself, his full weight on top of you.

You can only take it - and the initial surprise melts into a little sting of humiliation, a sudden realization that even though you are the one in charge he can easily hold you down and have his way with you. It’s weirdly intoxicating, to feel so powerless, so small when you should be anything but. He might not have done it to dominate you, but that’s what he’s doing with this gesture and your legs are trembling with another wave of sheer arousal - even as he stops pissing inside of you, you can’t help yourself from moaning at the feeling of liquid in you, the knowledge that he just did as he pleased. You stay intertwined like this for several more minutes, you basking in the afterglow of your orgasm and the embarrassing revelation and Hunter in utter bliss, instincts finally satisfied. His knot goes down with time and, just many times before, you wiggle beneath him, signaling for him to get off you. He complies. The sound is downright unholy as he pulls out, the splat of fluids on your sofa enough to make you cringe, the fabric now undeniably ruined. Hunter only shoots you an embarrassed smile over your shoulder and you frown, already calculating the ensuing costs of getting the stain out in your head. “Bad boy!”

#terato #oc x reader #monster x reader #monster x human #monster boyfriend #hybrid x reader #oc: hunter #tw.piss #tw.knotting

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silent-browser · 11 months

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I like the idea of animal/human hybrids that are a little more animal like in certain parts of their lives.

Like lion hybrids that grow out their hair super long because they can only to cut it to donate and start growing it all over again.

Male hyena hybrids that are naturally submissive and people pleasers. Female hyena hybrids that have dicks.

Bird hybrids that love to nest and decorate their and other people's homes all pretty like.

Dog hybrids that are also people pleasers but are also so happy to just be doing things and going places. The ultimate work out buddy.

Cat hybrids that remind over workers to take breaks and nap once in a while. (Granted what they consider to be a "nap" is 18 full hours of deep sleep and so is very unrealistic for anyone that is not a cat hybrid)

Bear hybrids that are always hungry and ready to eat anything you throw at them. Weird pasta with an overly salty sauce you messed up? Pass it here brother. Healthy smoothy that you just can't stomach today? They were just thinking of eating a salad but now they can drink that instead and still have room for the five burgers they were going to eat later!

Lizard hybrids who love to cuddle! Everyone is so warm and soft and it's fantastic for helping them wake up in the morning!

#cute #animal hybrid #hybrid x reader #rare non yan post

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van1llam1lkk · 5 months

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[ nsfw | CW ; Degradation, Cowgirl, Handjob → Blowjob(giving), Brief mention of penile spines, Rut/heat concept, Coercion, Dubcon because of Coercion]

Kitty!Hybrid x F!Darling

Your eyes slightly burned from how long you've been forcing yourself to keep watch on the TV. Desperately trying to ignore the cat boy that's been practically screeching in your ear for the past three hours, your already thin patience running thinner.

“Master~” He whined, dragging the vowels out “Please give me a chance, just— Just one time I promise.” He pleaded, nuzzling his face into the nape of your neck.

You softly groan in response, shifting in the couch as you tried to create some sense of personal space- His warm breath tickling the shell of your ear.

“You don't even know what you want, all that stupid cat brain of yours is thinking is just ‘Breeding breeding breeding’ you bluntly say, flicking his forehead. Earning a soft ‘ow’ from him.

He pouted, crawling onto your lap and straddling your waist. Taking your lack of action against him as an invitation to kiss at your neck. “If m’ brain is screaming at me to fuck you till your pumped full of kittens then there must be a good reason.” He purred softly.

And while he was getting on your nerves- you make no move to push him off you, if anything you pull him closer. Wrapping a arm around his waist and absentmindedly playing with the dark brown tail poking out of the hole you made for all his pants.

“I'm going to get you neutered.” You huffed, shifting your legs so it was more comfortable supporting his weight.

A little whimper spills from his lips grinding his pelvis against you. “You say that but y'know you love how pliant I get— just begging for your attention constantly instead of telling you to fuck off.” He purred, canines grazing the nape of your neck.

You shiver in spite of yourself, hand lightly tugging at the waistband of his pants. “If you’re so desperate for a fuck you can fuck your hand.” You huffed, leaning your head back to look at him.

He doesn't miss a beat, immediately nipping at the skin of your neck, then as if making up for it places soft kisses along your jawline.

“I could fuck yours.” He purred, licking at the shell of your ear. You roll your eyes in response, holding his hips still so he's not obviously grinding against your thighs anymore.

“And if I gave you a hand job that's just gonna magically solve our problem?” You snicker, the way his body tensed at the comment going unnoticed by you, hair —and you suppose fur as well— bristling at the comment.

“And if it did..?”

Pearly white pre-cum leaked from the tip as you jerked him off, the paced movement of your hand gathering slick and glossing the base. Wet ‘plaps’ everytime your hand reached his pelvis.

“Your so needy.” You whispered, voice filled with more pity then anything else.

Though you doubt he heard you, with the needy moans and high pitched whines spilling from his lips. Head thrown back against the couch and hips rutting up, desperately seeking that simulation he oh so desired.

“F—fuck- your hand, so *so* soft.” he sobbed, claws digging into the couch. Your thumb plays with his tip, gathering the cum and messily spreading it around. Leaning in close you press a soft kiss against his length, savouring the — taste of his pre and the whimpery whine he let out.

“Warm— Oh your lips so w-warm.” He panted, his hand reaching up to your head, pushing your lips —with as much restraint he could— back to his cock, hips bucking forward and messily fucking into your face- half the time not even making it into your mouth and instead thrusting against your cheek, pre-cum and spit covering your face.

Nn—no— not yet I'm gonna c-cum—” He sobbed, wanting to drag the experience of your warm mouth and soft hands around his throbbing cock, so nicely licking up and down and bobbing your head along with the rough, filthy paste he set.

And sure enough a few more sucks on his swollen tip and the boy was crying out, shoving your head down till your nose was pushed up against black pubes.

Hips rutting up into your mouth, warm ropes of cum spilling into your throat. Broken moans escaping him from the way your throat squeezed and spasmed, desperate a break.

But even with limited oxygen you kept going, despite how his body tensed, swallowing his cum to the best of your ability without gagging. Pulling off of his cock with a wet ‘pop!’ Heavily panting,

Your mind was foggy, gasping for air as you wipe your face off. “F-fuck… Jesus Christ- are you happy now? Because this is the last time that I'm doing something like this for you.” you huff.

He didn't respond- or more so he couldn't hear you, lost in a daze and completely empty-mindedness.

Gathering what little composure he had he hummed, shifting in place awkwardly and rubbing his thighs together. "You looked so pretty on y're knees, like a proper bitch." He weakly laughed, as if a second ago he wasn't crying from the warmth of your throat.

"... M' balls still feel so heavy though." He whined, ears flattening against his head. A little pout on his lips. "I'm not giving you head again, you don't know when to give me a break." You immediately say, shooting the idea down.

"You could always just,, ride me." He him, glancing to the side. "I mean, I wouldn't doubt it if that pussy of yours was wet from just sucking my dick." He continues, nudging a foot against your crotch.

A shiver runs up your spine, a little huff leaving you. Staring off to the side for a moment considering whether or not to accept his offer.

Begrudgingly, you crawl up onto the couch, kicking your pants off in the process and settling yourself on top of him. Grinding your pussy against his already semi-hard cock, coating it in a new sheen of slick your hips slightly rutting forward whenever you rubbed up against a spine.

Entangling your fingers in his hair you position your hips so the tip pressed taut against your hole. A little whimper escaping you as you slowly let your weight drop down, savouring the way little breathless whimpers escaped him.

When he finally bottomed out you slowly rocked your hips, mostly letting him set the tempo because of how tightly his claws were digging into your waist. Lifting you up and down to meet his hips the only thing covering the sound of skin against skin being his almost annoyingly loud moans and whimpers -- "Fuck— your so tight Mfh- m' gonna breed that dumb cunt— make you my p-personal breeding bitch." He sobbed out, not even bothering to move your hips anymore— instead keeping it firmly planted against his thrusting hips.

You'd feel annoyed by the comment if his pathetic whines weren't so damn arousing. "I'd like to see you try." You hissed through gritted teeth, tightening your grip in his hair and banging your hips down against his.

Dipping your head down you lick at his ear and bite down on the cartilage. "F-fuck, you really want to ruin my body don't you?" You whisper through breathy moans, grinding your pussy against his cock to the best of your ability.

A little hum escapes him, his mind too busy focusing on the gooey warmth that he's fucking into to actually care about what your saying— couch creaking with your rough movements.

You needily grind your hips against him, reaching a hand in between where the two of you connected to play clumsily with the sensitive bud of nerves. Trying to make the increasingly tight knot in your stomach finally pop,

Claw marks left on your waist as he tugged you forward. Breathless, high-pitched moans whispered into your ear. "M... m' gonna cum— gonna cum in that slutty, tight pussy-" He moans out, his thrusts growing erratic and a desperate.

You could feel it, that final little push that had your body tensing and shuddering in pleasure. Squeezing his cock for all its worth.

And following suit your clenching walls trying to milk him pushed him right over the edge, his hips with one last thrust stilling inside of you, able to feel his twitching cock- the feeling of his cum slowly filing your insides a foreign sensation. Leaving the two of you a panting mess, connected by the frothing of cum, spit, and slick.

Slowly you lift your hips up, internally cringing at the feeling of cum spilling out of your hole. "S-shit... You Came a lot." You softly panted plopping yourself down right next to him, less worried about the possible stains and more so about whether you should go shower or sleep first.

Grunting slightly he lifts his head up, a tired look in his eyes as he rubs the back of his neck. "You... I'm sure you'll just clean it up." He mumbled out, sitting up on the couch properly and looking around. "Speaking of, you should really buy those pills" He causally reminded you, poking a finger in your face.

"It's irresponsible, who knows what my happen during my next rut?" He added on.

As if he wasn't the one whose been harassing you for three hours to have sex.

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spookyserenades · 8 months

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Trouvaille - Drabble #1

Pairing(s); BTS OT7 x Reader

Genre/Themes; Hybrid!AU, themes of the supernatural and the occult, religious themes, violence, hurt/comfort, horror, romance

Rated; 18+ for swearing, violence/gore, future sexual themes. Reader discretion is advised.

Word Count; 2.2k

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Drabble Prompt from @oopscoop

The last of Y/N’s family were bidding their goodnights by the gate, her heady, flowery scent mingling with various other, less enticing, smells of the backyard. Though she was yards away, and the voices of her and her relatives weren’t audible apart from distinguishing who was speaking even with hybrid ears, it didn’t stop the seven hybrids waiting for her to return from trying to catch onto every word she uttered. Tension was palpable between several of them, but there was nothing to do but endure– this was how it was going to be from now on, and for most of them, they hoped it lasted. Time spent with Y/N, that is; the tension, the other hybrids… Well, it was a package deal.

“Fucksake, Jimin,” Yoongi hissed, the tipsy coyote hybrid grasping a fistful of Yoongi’s long hair to lower himself down onto one of the picnic blankets Y/N had laid out for them. “You think you had enough whiskey? You reek.”

The fabric of the blankets were well worn, threadbare, and Y/N’s scent clung to them tantalizingly so. It was enough to drive any hybrid crazy, but Y/N could hardly know that. She had admitted to each of them that she wasn’t well versed in the behaviors of hybrids, which was proving to be a tricky sort of situation to navigate.

Everything about their adoptions was unconventional. It was rare that a normal human would ever adopt more than two hybrids, especially of the exotic variety. Adoptions of more than two hybrids (all at once, not to mention) usually spelled trouble for the hybrid; certain death or exploitation, usually. But here they were, with a seemingly average young woman– who was either out of her head or far too much of a champion for the underdog for her own good– in a sleepy suburban town outside of Boston, with shelter, food, and care. It seemed far too good to believe, and in fact, Jeongguk, Hoseok, and Namjoon were waiting for the other shoe to drop.

She was pleasant, though– Y/N. Hoseok admired her ability to stay upbeat no matter what sort of stumbling block the others threw her way. Seokjin appreciated the fact that she didn’t pry for information, and Yoongi had never met a human so quick to treat a hybrid like an equal, rather than a pet or a wild animal.

None of the hybrids had ever been formally adopted before, so it was hard to know what to expect from Y/N. She was a young woman, younger than all of the hybrids she adopted, and lived in a rickety old house all by herself. Did she adopt them out of loneliness, pity, or boredom? Sure, she hadn’t done anything to warrant too much suspicion yet, but letting guards down was something Jeongguk and Namjoon were hesitant to do.

But she was somewhat irresistible. Her scent, her smile, the sound of her voice calling their names… there was no one in the world quite like her. Perhaps it was instinct, to stake claim over their adoptive guardian, to react so viscerally to the sound of their names leaving her lips, the concentration of her scent when she was near. Maybe it was her kindness, or her acceptance; maybe they’d never know.

“That was a blast. Y/N has some cool friends, and little Daisy was so cute…” Hoseok sighed, grinning from ear to ear as he recalled some of the interactions he had throughout the day. He had never had such an opportunity; to simply mingle and have fun, enjoy the summer afternoon, and drink and eat to his heart’s content. It had his heart soaring in his chest.

“Yeah, you seemed in your element with what’s-her-name,” Jeongguk drawled from the other blanket, aiming his exhale of cigarette smoke towards the back of Taehyung’s head. Jeongguk didn’t trust any of the other hybrids he had been stuck with after being “adopted”, but he distrusted Taehyung the most. There was something off about him, for sure, and Jeongguk wasn’t a fan of wildcards. “Alison?”

“Alice, was her name. She was one of the twins, Y/N’s best friends,” Seokjin volunteered, trying his best to keep his voice steady in the presence of the raging bonfire. He focused by recalling facts, which he found kept him calm and collected, particularly when they involved the details of Y/N’s life. While she was still quite a mystery to him, he couldn’t help but feel drawn like a moth to a flame– everything about her seemed interesting, and he wanted to know what she liked, disliked, and how she thought.

“Yeah, she’s cute. Hysterical, too. She was telling me about some of her adventures with Y/N in high school. They used to be pretty wild, from what she told me,” Hoseok chuckled, remembering a story Alice told him about her and Y/N’s trips to deserted MBTA tracks with smuggled Jack Daniels in plastic water bottles, a portable speaker, and pinky finger sized joints on Friday nights in high school.

“That’s what humans tend to do in high school, is it not? Rebel, be reckless?” Namjoon commented, a note of agitation and perhaps envy coloring his rich voice.

Everything about the situation he was in rubbed Namjoon the wrong way. He never wanted to be adopted, let alone surrounded by other hybrids he’d have to share a guardian with God forbid he was put in that kind of situation. Besides, Namjoon could hardly fathom that he’d been adopted by a frivolous young girl, no matter that she was the daughter of someone he had grown to respect and admire. Humans ended up all being the same, to him. Selfish, wasteful, and foolish.

“That’s what people do, in general, at that age, Namjoon,” Jimin managed, though his speech was a bit more slurred than he would have hoped.

Jimin felt for the hybrids around him, he truly did. They had entirely different upbringings than he, and guilt festered in his gut over that fact since he had gotten to know each of them over the past week. He wasn’t very used to being around hybrids that were so… untamed. At the ranch, the hybrids he worked with were closer to humans in behavior than anything else, perhaps because they constantly dealt with the public in the park. Really, hybrids weren’t so different from humans, and he couldn’t wrap his head around the fact that the others he lived with now didn’t seem to agree.

Namjoon rolled his eyes, frankly tired of dealing with the rest of the hybrids that night. He’d had his fill at the cookout, where he watched them prance around and get wasted with humans, strangers. He stuck with Y/N’s mother for most of the afternoon, her presence truly the only comforting one. While she was a little strange, he found the older woman wise and quite kind, which was rare for a human.

Taehyung was good at turning others out. He found it easy to ignore the voices around him, choosing to focus on just one, alluring voice from across the yard. The Kodiak hybrid had no intentions of befriending any of the other hybrids he’d been adopted with, but Y/N– she was a different story. Gentle, sweet, and understanding. Taehyung worried that with everything that had happened to him, everything that he had done in the past, would drive her away. And that was one of the only things that had ever, truly, scared him.

Aware of the other two hybrids behind him keeping their distance, Taehyung shrunk to make himself smaller, picking at the silky material of his ruby button-down. Y/N thought it looked nice on him, and that it went well with his eyes; no one had gotten close enough to him to notice the color of them. Something curled in his gut, a fluttering sensation, and he desperately tried to squash the butterflies battering around in there.

“What’s she holding, Seokjin? Can you see from here?” Yoongi grimaced, not thrilled with his current task of holding up an intoxicated coyote hybrid on his shoulder.

He’d do it for Y/N, though– the thought of Jimin hanging off of her in his tipsy state had a fair bit of fury coursing through his bloodstream. Counting his breaths and holding onto sanity, Yoongi tried to squint through the orange flames of the bonfire, catching the soft, wispy lavender fabric of Y/N’s dress. She was hugging her mother goodbye, which made the leopard hybrid’s heart twang painfully, but he couldn’t help but study her figure from head to toe, no matter how far away she was.

“I can’t tell. She’s got sticks, or something,” Seokjin replied quizzically, his fiery eyes narrowing in Y/N’s direction.

“It’s a s’mores kit, you bunch of dumbasses,” Jeongguk stubbed out his cigarette on the bottom of his shoe, tossing the butt into his empty drink cup. “Aren’t you all predators? You should be able to smell the chocolate better than I can.”

Jeongguk had gotten past Y/N’s incessant need to treat all of them to sweets and surprises. At first, it felt cheap, or perhaps forced. After his little… departure from dinner when he first arrived and he tore her head off just a tad, he realized that her intentions weren’t forced at all. That’s just the way she was, maybe too indulgent in them, and definitely a little naive. At least she was harmless, Jeongguk concluded, and he’d gotten to learn some of the practices of a witch while he lived there, however long that was.

“God, you are such an asshole,” Yoongi griped, honestly ready to throw the elk hybrid through a window. Y/N, though, would be horrified, so he had to hold back the overwhelming urge.

“Hey, stop swearing! She’s coming,” Jimin suddenly seemed to have a moment of sobriety, not fond of the way the other hybrids let expletives fly free around Y/N.

All ears perked up at once, the sound of the old wooden gate latching shut and Y/N somewhat stomping over to them, though a bright smile was stretching across her pretty face as she registered all the hybrids clumped together on the blankets. She seemed to be a touch on the tipsy side still; a flush to her skin, wobble in her step, and the slight scent of booze mingling with her sweet fragrance. Humming, her eyes swept over each of them slowly, each hybrid stiffening a degree when eye contact was made, but Y/N was oblivious to that.

“My boys, hope you had a nice day,” Y/N spoke, as if she had been saying that to them their whole lives.

Too quietly for her to hear, Seokjin purred in surprise, heat spreading through his cheeks, while Hoseok’s russet tail from beside him began to wag a little in response to her words. Jimin found himself incredibly flustered, between seeing her in that dress again so close and the way she looked so endeared, and he was thankful Yoongi was holding him up.

The leopard hybrid, however, felt a twinge of jealousy– it was regrettable, really, that he’d have to share her with the others. Outweighing the jealousy, though, was the pounding of his heart, having to look away from the girl bending in a crouch to pass him a lengthened stake.

Meanwhile, Namjoon felt like someone just attempted to choke him, scandalized and taken off guard. He hadn’t even known this girl for much more than a handful of days, but he could smell genuine affection coming off of her in tangible waves. Perhaps that scent is what he was choking on. And Jeongguk, next to him, was in a similar state of disbelief– ‘my boys’? She must have drank more than he thought, or that last gin seltzer she had stolen from him tipped her right over the edge of lucidity. He took his stake stiffly, forgetting about how annoyed he was to be in this situation in the first place as he watched her tear open a pack of marshmallows with her teeth.

“One last treat, just for us though!” Y/N sat beside Taehyung, who realized the butterflies in his stomach had turned into vicious bats, battering his insides with an emotion he’d never felt before.

Guilt crawled up his throat, knowing that he was hiding something huge from her, potentially life-threatening, especially when she traded her stake already loaded up with marshmallows for his empty one. She was considerate, and didn’t even have to exchange words with him to make him feel at ease. Studying the side of her face, he noticed an underlying thread of anxiety buried deep under her content facade, and startlingly, it worried him almost immediately. He wondered if he should ask her what was causing her anxiety, but didn’t quite know how.

The moon was full, and it reflected off of her face and hair and illuminated her in a way that made her appear to glow, and it was almost overwhelmingly distracting how completely her scent filled the evening air. The hybrids distracted themselves with conversations between themselves, making their desserts, and soaking in the strange comfort that they had a place to call home, at the end of the night.

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imaginebeautifulworlds · 2 years

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Loved By Seven | Chapter 1

Genre: Hybrid!AU, Poly!AU, Mate!AU, romance, fluff

Pairing: OT7 x Reader

Characters: Human!Reader, Peacock!Seokjin, Serpent!Yoongi, Hawk!Hoseok, White Tiger!Namjoon, Merman!Jimin, Leopard!Taehyung, Wolf!Jungkook

Summary: Hiking was just an activity to get you out of the apartment, the last thing you imagined was ending in a whole different world by touching a jewel. That not being enough you end up meeting seven hybrids, and they all claim you shared the Connection with each of them making you their partner for life.

Notes: Hi! This is my first time posting my writing, it may not be perfect but please give it a try :). Help, likes, reblogs, comments are always appreciated. English is not my first language so pardon me if anything is misspelled or grammatically incorrect. Also the main idea came from a webtoon but I can’t remember it’s name. Enjoy!

"Don't fall behind girl!" Your smile is so big and beautiful, you can't say the same about your sweaty face though. You're so excited that you decided to leave behind the path marked on the map the employees from the walking trail gave you.

"You shouldn't…go there…N/N" Jiwoo, who's out of breath and drenched in sweat, is holding the rope so tight you're concerned that by the end of this she's going to have her hands full of sores.

"Come on Jiwoo, didn't we come here to explore the unknown?" you look down where your best friend is, as you move your eyebrows and smirk at her. Jiwoo rolls her eyes and moves her hand to reach a higher spot to continue climbing, wishing she had the same physical ability you have just to punch you and shutting you up.

"We came here…because…you're always at work…or at home" at this point you're afraid Jiwoo's going to faint from the way she keeps talking between breaths. You can't blame her though, after all that statement is 100% true. It's not your fault of course, you just happen to be a very young and responsible lady who doesn't like to go outside except for work and groceries.

"You are making me sound like a workaholic, which I'm not" now you're frowning, she may be telling the truth, but is not cool making you feel a little conscious about your social habits, or lack of them "After all I'm not the one who's out of breath" You've never seen Jiwoo this sweaty and out of breath, not even in the hottest days of summer.

"Well it's not…everyday that…we choose…to climb a mountain…in the middle of nowhere" in all honesty Jiwoo thought this would be a great thing to get you out of your shared apartment, after all both of you haven't gone out in so many months she was getting tired of the couch and Netflix was feeling drier by the day.

"One, it was your plan and second, there are people waiting for us down there so we are somewhere" You know your best friend is about to punch out that smirk of yours, well that would happen if it weren't for the meters separating the two of you.

"Shut…up" She wheezes.

Jiwoo's plan was simple: Knowing you only go to two places every work day, and spend every weekend on the couch, she thought you would be out of breath first and would be more active after this, now ridiculous to her, activity. That's why she decided to enroll both of you to an excursion to the Mountain…who cares about the name now, of course she didn't expect you to be so athletic, even with all the junk food you eat when you're in front of the tv. And that after this you would want to explore what's outside your apartment and socialize; and why not get a nice, cute boyfriend.

In your defense, you are just not a very open person and it's difficult for you to make friends. Jiwoo doesn't count she's like your sister, you two met at the orphanage and didn't separate after that. At work you are very sociable and you like to be around people but when your coworkers invite you for drinks it just makes you feel uncomfortable, so you just go home to the safety of your apartment.

Following your own path you get to the entrance of a cave, and sit down on the corner waiting for Jiwoo. After a few minutes you finally see her hand grabbing the border next to where you are, she gives you puppy eyes while making grabby hands with the other asking for your help. You can't say no to those eyes and she knows it, so you help her climb up. Jiwoo sits down and chugs down what was left of one of her waters, the bottle was half empty, surprising you by not choking like she would usually do. Looking down you two were really high up and very far away from the ground, but the view was awesome: there was green everywhere you look and if you close your eyes and concentrate enough you could hear the flow of a river nearby. It was beautiful and breathtaking.

"It's beautiful here, thanks for doing this Jiwoo" your best friend smiles at you, giving herself a pat in the back for bringing that look of admiration and big smile you're giving to the landscape.

"Come on, let's go explore" you stand up and extend your hand to her, she takes it and stands up. Cleaning your clothes from dirt, you start walking towards the cave, it's like it's calling you and you can't take your eyes away from the black inside.

"Don't go there, let's just continue, we have a long way ahead of us" Jiwoo says looking up, to the top of the mountain. "Come on, I just want to see what's inside. I feel like it's calling me" you do a dorky move pointing the cave, but seriously you can't take away your eyes from it; it's scary but you just want to explore today and then continue with your boring but comfortable, to you, life.

"I don't know N/N, I do feel like it is calling me but that just scares me and is making me wanna run" ignoring what she's saying, you take Jiwoo's hand and drag her to the entrance of the cave. Pulling your flashlight out of your backpack and turning it on, you see something glowing at, what it looks like, the end of the cave, Jiwoo gasps at this "Please tell me you're seeing this too" You just nod, hypnotized by it. Without knowing both of you start walking towards it and extending your hand you touch it, and the light starts to glow more and more until you're blinded by it.

"What the hell is going on?!" You scream and take Jiwoo's hand so hard it hurts, you're so afraid now that you want to be close to, what you consider, the only family you have. Jiwoo returns the hard grip, and before you know it the light swallows both of you.

"Okay, F/N let's get out of here before we get blind" Jiwoo lets go off your hand and goes out of the cave. You follow her after taking a look to the, now dim light, jewel. "Hey, what time is it?" she turns around to ask you. "I don't know, it looked like it was 12" you exit the cave "Wow…why does it look like it's 5pm?" you start looking around at the sunset. "I don't know…the ropes are gone too…and the mountain doesn't look the same either" Jiwoo is looking around with a worried look. Paying more attention to your surroundings, you can see that the ropes aren't where you left them and the top of the mountain isn't flat, to welcome the climbers, but is pointy instead. Now you're starting to worry even more when you look down and don't see the employees anywhere where they're supposed to be. You take out your phone to call the security number they gave you in case anything happens, but when you're dialing the call doesn't go out and then you see if you have signal but it doesn't have any bars. You turn around to ask Jiwoo if she has any signal but when you meet her face, that you're pretty sure is the same as yours, you know she had the same luck as you. "What are we going to do, if we don't have service…" she starts to panic and goes to the border to look down "Hey, hey…we have to calm down and stay here. I don't know anything about this environment but it's getting late and we should find shelter. At least here we have a roof, down there…we don't " you hesitate after thinking what can happen down there.

"Yeah you're right…but what if something comes in" Jiwoo has worried written all over her face. "I don't think so…I didn't smell anything inside, it seems like nobody…" "More like anything" "Okay anything lives here, though I think we should be careful when we eat" you're just hoping you're right and that there are no animals that can smell your food and climb. "I think we should look what's in our backpacks that can help us here" when Jiwoo swallows down her nerves she's very calm and thinks things through. "Thank God you're a mom and pack many things" you look at her offended "Hey…thanks to me being a mom and you wanting to spend the night in the woods we brought plenty of stuff" yes, you can be a mom when you go out, but right now you're really thanking both of you, Jiwoo because of this plan and you for not wanting to miss anything you might have need.

You two pour everything out on the cave floor: Two sleep bags with a blanket for each one, hopefully it would be enough and won't be too cold; two packs of 10 sanitary towels, in all honesty you prefer the cup but none of you are on your period, and you never know when these can come in handy; the lunch, that now is going to be dinner; snacks, right now you don't know when you two are going to eat properly after tonight; two pair of underwear for each, you wish you had more since you don't know long is going to take both of you to go home; swimsuits, the brochure said the lake nearby could be used to wash yourself; pajamas, at least you can sleep comfortable with them; toothbrushes; toothpaste; a comb; clothes for outdoors, two shirts, two shorts and two pair of socks; flashlights; matches; bottles of water; and sunscreen.

"We have certain commodities…though we need food…and know where the hell we are" Jiwoo's mind is running to what is going to happen tomorrow. "Do you think that jewel and the blinding light had anything to do with this Jiwoo?" you're trying to figure it out what happened, why did you two come here. "I don't know…maybe…I mean, it was weird all that blinding light and why that jewel would be in that cave and no one noticed before?" This is so bizarre, because Jiwoo's totally right you are not the first ones climbing up that mountain and for sure you weren't the first to go through that path, you saw the floor a little eroded; and a jewel like that drags attention. Before your thoughts consume all your mind, your stomach rumbles and Jiwoo looks at you with a little smile "It surprises me how, even with our current conditions, your love for food is the main thing in your life" "Well…I'm sorry!...we haven't had anything since breakfast" "And snacks!" You smile sheepishly at her, but you can't do anything, you love food. Jiwoo laughs "Let's eat our lunch", you smile like a child in Christmas morning.

While you two eat, you start to think the reasons why that jewel could have shine so much, and therefore why everything's so different outside; but the only reason that comes to your mind is ridiculous right?...that only happens in movies and sci-fi books: teleportation. What are the chances of that actually happening in the real world? Was it some kind of punishment the place has for those who don't follow the path? Karma? At this point you can't even enjoy the food you're eating thanks to these thoughts. You frown while you take the spoon to your mouth. "What are you thinking N/N?" Jiwoo startles you when she speaks, but not wanting to worry her you say with a bit of a forced smile "What makes you think I'm thinking about something?" she gives you her look of I don't believe you and decides to add "I know you since we were ten and you never frown to food, except when you don't like what you're eating, which I know you like this since you made it, or when you're thinking and your thoughts are not nice soooo tell me" Damn she knows you too well, sometimes you wish you could keep things from her "I'm just thinking reasons of why are we here and the only logical illogical thing that comes to my mind is teleportation…but we're not in a movie so it's impossible right?" She looks at you and stays silent for a few seconds before she opens her mouth "Honestly, I don't know what to think…I mean outside looks pretty different from this morning so…what you say could be a good explanation even if our brains can't comprehend it" the way she says it doesn't make you feel comfortable, it sounds as a fact and not just a crazy possibility "But this kind of things don't just happen…this is not one of my books… I mean don't get me wrong I always dreamed about going to places instantly but I never thought it was going to happen…It must be karma or a prank right? for following a different path…ugh this is all my fault, I'm so sorry Ji" you touch your face in regret while bringing your knees to your chest. "Hey hey" Jiwoo approaches you "It's not your fault okay?" she takes your hands to look at your eyes "we don't know what actually happened and we could be wrong about this theory, and we won't know for sure what happened until morning" her calm voice helps tranquilize you and you offer her a small thank you smile "Let's finish eating and then we go to sleep" you nod at her and start eating again this time sitting next to each other, as a way to comfort each other.

After finishing your meal you take out your sleeping bags, after all you two are drained from all the events that happened today. "Do you think we can sleep next to each other" you ask your best friend, she looks at you with a smile "Stop reading my mind" she laughs slightly "Yes, I would like that", you say with a tiny voice "I just thought it would be better for keeping us warm if midnight is cold". With that arrangement you put your sleeping bags at the end of the cave and next to each other, after entering in it you say to each other "Night Jiwoo" "Night N/N". Thankfully both of you were so tired and fell asleep pretty quickly without knowing the things you were going to live starting the very next morning.

The next day you wake up because you can't feel total darkness around you, instead you feel a dim light coming from the entrance of the cave. While you're stretching you can hear some of your bones cracking, sleeping bags make sleep a little bit better but they don't make cave floor softer. Being a little more awake now, you remember that you have to go down the mountain to find out what happened thus you turn around and see Jiwoo still sleeping "Aww what a pity" while saying that you start to moving her shoulder as a way to wake her up. After a few more seconds, her eyes start to open and with raspy voice she says "Why are you waking me up so early?" "Because we need to go downhill to know where we are remember?" With her eyes more open you know she is now realizing where you are "Yeah…right" she shakes her head as if that would dissipate her sleepiness. You get up and start packing the sleeping bag back to your backpack "Come on, get up Ji I'm sleepy too but we have to do this" you grab her hands and try to pull her up "I'm coming I'm coming" she finally stands up with half closed eyes and, finally, with the pace of a snail she packs her bag while you put out a few snacks thinking you don't know when you will be able to eat properly again. "Here you go Ji, I know it's not much but we have to save up until we get a proper source of food" "Wow you saving up for food, something new" she smiles a bit more awake now "Ha ha you're so funny in the morning aren't you" sarcasm drips out of your mouth. After eating, you two stand up and grab your backpacks to start walking towards the entrance "Should we take the jewel with us? If we find someone we can explain our situation and they'll probably believe us with it" You tell Jiwoo while you pass next to it "Yes, you're probably right and even it can light up again like last night" you nod at her statement.

When you're finally outside the suns blinds you "Wow yesterday the sun wasn't this bright" Jiwoo says while putting her hand in front of her face, covering her eyes. "I know" you say covering your eyes as well, looking for a way down was becoming a hard task without ropes but you two couldn't stay up there without investigating what happened and the reason you're now here, whatever here is. "Okay, look over there" She says pointing at the right side of the cave "and I'll look over here" pointing at the left side; looking at the right you don't see much except some kind of trail but is somewhat thin and any misstep could lead to a nasty fall, while you're searching for another way down you hear the unmistakable call of a hawk and looking up you see a quite large bird that because of the bright sun you can't make up their shape but by the looks of it it's really big almost impossible for it to be a normal hawk. "Hey, I couldn't find anything on my side…what are you looking at?" Jiwoo startles you and looks up to see what you're seeing "Hey…I think I saw a hawk but it was way too big to be one" you say confused "Weird…anyway did you find anything?" "Well, I found a thin trail which I think leads to the bottom…we have to be very careful though" you say looking at the bottom of the mountain "Okay, since there are no more ways to go down I say we use that trail" You nod at Jiwoo's words.

Grabbing your backpacks you both start to descend down the trail that at some points it gets thinner, at one point your foot slips but thanks to Jiwoo's quick reflexes she gets a hold of your hand and steadies you. After that quick scare you pay more attention to where you're stepping. It feels like you're sweating more going down than going up, but taking into account that you're risking your life here without ropes plus the scorching sun you can understand the sweat. After hours, and scaring life-threatening missteps, you finally get to the bottom "Finally…I thought I would never see you grass" Jiwoo says while kissing the grass "Ewww…come on Ji really? Kissing the grass?" you say looking at her with disgust on your face "We could've died coming down that thing so I'm sorry if I'm grateful for the fact that I'm alive and by the way we're never doing hiking again" "Fine by me" you say laughing at her squinted eyes.

"Okay, coming down is checked now we should find potable water so we can fill our bottles" You say trying to listen for a source of water near you "Well if this place is anything like where we were yesterday there should be a near river" Jiwoo says, walking towards the density of the trees. After a couple of minutes of walking very slowly in case you're disturbing some animal, it's obvious there are no other people around, you hear the flow of a current of water; you look at each other and smile walking a little faster towards it. When you arrive, you two find the clearest river you have ever saw, not caring how you look you bring your hands together to cup some water and drink it "Ha ha ha" Jiwoo was laughing at you "What? I'm parched" water's dripping from your jaw because of you talking "I know but you could've wait" she's taking her empty bottles from her backpack and starts filling them, after drinking enough water with your hands you do the same with your own empty bottles. You two sit there since it was really hot and warm, and you just want to rest for a little bit before you had to start walking again, Jiwoo's very comfortable laying down on the grass with her head on top of her bag and you have your back against a nearby tree, you take out of your bag snacks and hand some to Jiwoo "Ji, where do you think we should go next? We still have no idea where we are" "Let's not worry about that now, just enjoy the sun N/N" at the same time she's saying that you hear rumbling from a bush a bit away from you, and suddenly a pack of wolves came from the bush "Ji, Ji, Ji get up, get up NOW" you say in shushed tone looking at the wolves "Wha…" she starts saying in a loud manner and you quickly cover her mouth, so she looks at where you're looking and starts to panic; luckily the wolves hadn't noticed you yet so both of you stand up and start to walk backwards but your foot snap a branch and it's that the thing that make the wolves look at you. Jiwoo and you, holding hands, start to run after the wolves get closer.

You two run, as fast as you could, for what feels like hours but probably where just a few seconds and those wolves aren't slowing down. And, in like your everyday life, your clumsiness just has to appear in the form of a rock that makes you trip tripping Jiwoo too; as the wolves are getting closer Jiwoo gets up and you try to get up but a pain in your ankle makes it impossible "Jiwoo, run…I can't get up, save yourself please" wincing you stare at her and start to crawl backwards "No, I'm not leaving you… we just need something that helps you walk or distract them" she says looking frantically everywhere "I know! A large stick can help you getting up" Jiwoo runs towards the forest leaving you with the wolves. You're practically surrounded by now, you know you're going to be eaten thus you close your eyes waiting for the inevitable; and suddenly something or rather someone lands in front of you, thinking it was Jiwoo putting herself in danger you open your eyes but what you see isn't Jiwoo it's someone? something? else, you can't tell because the sun's in your eyes. The only thing you see is that thing? a leopard? fighting with the wolves, the interesting thing is that it isn't trying to kill them, looks like is the other way around, it's trying to not wound them too badly. The wolves notice they aren't going to win this fight and run away.

Sitting against a tree you now could see the thing that saved you and to your surprise it's a damn leopard, now you know it saved so you could be its meal. Jiwoo comes running from the trees and steps in front of you with large stick not noticing the animal behind her "F/N I found a stick now you can run!" "Ji there's a leopard behind you" you whisper "What?!" turning around she looks behind her and what you see isn't a leopard but a man? You can't describe what you're seeing, it's man with normal clothes but it has two animal ears on the top of its head with a leopard pattern and from behind it has swinging tail with a leopard pattern too. Where the hell were you? Jiwoo walks backwards trying to take your hand but the man-animal growls at her making you two whimper with fear. The man-animal starts walking towards the tree, specially towards you saying something that surprise you "Mine…You're mine…I finally found you" "What're you saying?" Those words come out fearfully from your mouth "You're my partner, beautiful" he says while bending in front of you "What?...Partner? What are you?" you're talking to him but looking at Jiwoo who has her eyes wide open watching the exchange between you and the man-animal "I'm Taehyung, a leopard hybrid" he says with a beautiful boxy smile "and what's your name, not that I mind calling you Beautiful" you feel like you're in a trance just by looking at that smile that without caring you answer him "I'm F/N and that's Jiwoo" you don't know how it's possible but his smile grows "F/N" he says in a low tone like tasting your name on his lips.

The next thing you know he's carrying you bridal style "Hey hey hey…what do you think you are doing with my friend" apparently Jiwoo finally finds her voice when she sees that "I saw how she fell and her ankle is swelling" he says looking at her in a sad tone, like he's at fault for your injury "I'm so sorry you fell and I wasn't there to prevent it" he talks to you almost crying "hey hey it wasn't your fault instead I should be thanking you for saving me from those wolves" you grab his face so he could look you in the eye and knowing you're telling the truth "But from the moment I smelled you I should have come running, but I got distracted by some pretty flowers I wanted to give you in a way to court you and that's why you got chased by wolves and then fell…It's my fault" he looks so sorrowful "Wait…we smell?!" Jiwoo smells her armpits and talks at the same time, but those words made Taehyung lift his head "No…I mean yes…but you know I'm not talking about that, I'm talking about the smell that comes from the Connection" the hybrid? looks at you and Jiwoo like you're the crazy ones and not him by talking about some connection?, which appears to be something important and smelly "Is it something common from where you're from?" you ask him "What do you mean by where you're from? this is something that happens globally" he says with an eyebrow raised looking at you "Well we're from Bastion and that's not a thing" Jiwoo says to him with an eyebrow raised too "There's no Bastion as far as I know" you look at Jiwoo with a worried face "Then where are we going?" you ask him with wide eyes "Well we're going to the Capital of the World, Bangtanimal City" he says with a smile addressed to you "Well we have never heard of it either" you say, and start to see buildings in the distance wondering for how long has he been carrying you "Taehyung" "you said my name" his smile is really something else "mmm yes? Mmm you can put me down you know? I can walk with the stick Ji found" you say with a small smile "NO" he growls "I want to have you in my arms" "Okay" your voice quiver a little bit "I'm sorry I didn't mean to growl at you but I've waited for you for a long time and I don't want to let you go" "Oh hey it's the city…Great because I'm tired and hungry" Jiwoo stops for a moment massaging her feet "Uuuuu I'm hungry too" You grab your belly and Jiwoo deadpans at you "Wait until we get home, Beautiful, I'm gonna cook for you" Taehyung brings his face closer to yours caressing your cheek with his nose making you blush, in your defense this is the first time a boy is so close to you, noticing the red on your cheeks he says "I love the color red on your cheeks" finishing the sentence with that damn boxy smile.

Chapter 2

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