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Which are you?

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I think fictional men should have more tits and less abs

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Disclaimer: Video not mine . Video author @fiachrajoyce on tiktok

I just had to share this it's so cute 😭❤️

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Whitch is your fave 🤭💕

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# collaboration post ¡! @donquxiotes

tiger hybrid + kazutora <3

warnings: gender neutral reader, reader has unspecified anatomy, yandere kazutora, manipulation, obsessive behavior, possessiveness, mentions of hybrid neglect, mentions of murder (nothing explicit), guilt trip, anal fingering (giving), hair pulling, hands free orgasm and spit.

you had recently graduated as a veterinarian, after so many years of studying your ass off, now you can finally do what you love—helping animals, specially hybrids.

hybrids are usually left at shelters, most of them spend all their lifetime there. others belong to hybrid zoos, where they're sometimes forced to do things like mating, entertaining people, etc. some are more lucky and get adopted, but there's still a lot of misconceptions about hybrids so it's not very common yet.

that's why you decided to work at a shelter a fellow colleague recommended you to, since it took exotic hybrids who tend to be the ones that are met with the worst fate. you'll take care of them and make sure they find an owner or send them to sanctuaries where you know they'll be okay.

you gave all the hybrids the same care and treatment, but there was a particular one that stands out more than the others. kazutora, a tiger hybrid. he's always away from the others, rarely talks and he's still very wary of you. when is his time of getting checked he's tense all the time and doesn't look you at eye, you once tried to pet his ears while checking him but he immediately moved away, which was odd because the other hybrids allowed you to with no problems. so you decided to approach him on a more personal manner, you wanted to know why he was like this and also help him overcome it, not only because it was your job but also because you genuinely cared.

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now you're here. he's sitting in front of you after you called him to have a "private meeting". his eyes are glued to the floor, strands of hair cover a part of his face and he honestly looks like he's ready to get out of here.

you sigh. this is not going to be easy, you can feel it already.

“kazutora, do you have any idea of why i called you?” you hear him murmur something, but it's so quiet you can't make out anything he said. you sweat and clear your throat trying to not pressure him. “...could you repeat that?–”

“please don't send me back!” he screams making you flinch. your eyes met his for the first time, and you can finally see what's probably been bothering him all this time. fear. “i won't do it again! i won't kill anyone, just– please! i don't want to be there! i promise–” you cut him off before he keeps begging.

“calm down, kazutora. i would never do that, okay? come on, breath” he's sobbing pitifully, tears falling from his wide eyes non-stop. he isn't anywhere near to calming down.

feeling helpless, you do what comes to your mind first, give him a hug. your arms circle around him, one hand petting his long hair and soft ears while the other rubs his back, and you hide his face on your neck, not caring about the wet spot he'll leave on your new shirt. “shhh... that won't happen, alright? i'll always be here for you, kazutora. i won't allow you to be hurt ever again” you feel his breath hitch on your neck, then he nuzzles your shoulder.

“do you promise?” his shy muffled voice makes you smile. “yes, i promise” you kiss his hair which causes him to start purring, and your heart involuntarily melts at the sound.

how stupid of you to fall right where he wanted you to.

-

it's been a few weeks since that encounter with kazutora, and his attitude changed a lot since then. the thing is you don't know if it's a bad or a good thing.

“of course it's a good thing, what am i thinking” you scold yourself with a mumble. “at least he's not scared of his own shadow now”

at first his clingy behavior was cute, he would follow you around and look at you with his big shiny eyes then ask to be pet. or he would take any opportunity to hug you and nuzzle your chest with a big smile, it was adorable, really.

but now you can't even check on the other hybrids without him getting upset, and he gets really upset. he would hiss, showing his big sharp fangs and restrict your arms to avoid you touched them, then he would take you away and cry rivers on your arms babbling things you don't really understand. and no, he will not stop crying until you agree with what he just did (and kiss his cheeks).

a few months into this same situation, and it was already collectively known among your coworkers and the hybrids that only he was allowed to be attended by you, only he can receive your pets and of course, only he can be the one you give your attention to. it wasn't even debatable, it was a fact.

“[name]! glad you're here, your baby it's making a fuss already” said your coworker teasingly as you enter the shelter. “that reminds me, i've been wondering why haven't you adopted him? he doesn't even want anyone that's not you to look his way...”

“oh- uhm well, i just spend more time here at work than my home and i wouldn't want to leave him alone for so long, and also adopting a tiger hybrid isn't really that easy” they nodded in agreement and hummed.

“makes sense but-” a loud bang that came from kazutora's room interrupted them, making you both sweat. “i think you should go” you nod and move quickly towards his room.

you open the door and close it behind you. the room was a mess. the bed sheets were ripped, his food was scattered everywhere, the few clothes he owns were thrown on the floor —along with the closet—, and he was sitting on a corner, back facing you, his tail moving on a distressed motion.

“tora...?” you trail off, as you get closer to him you notice he's shaking, and when you're an arm away from him he turns around. “don't touch me! go away!” he's hissing at you, his ears flat against his head and you also notice his claws poking out.

“what's wrong? let me-” “no! leave me alone!” a sob comes out of his throat and suddenly, he's full on crying but he isn't allowing you to comfort him this time. “you don't want me!” he manages to say with a wobbly voice. “you don't love me, you- you liar!” he rubs his puffy eyes and turns his back to you again.

“...what? why do you think that?” you're beyond confused at this point. racking your mind to remember any moment where you said or did something to make him think that, but nothing really comes to your mind.

he scoffs and slightly turns his head, his long hear covering his face. “don't act like you don't know. i heard you. you don't want to adopt me” he says with a small voice. your eyes widen with realization. how careless of you.

“that's not what i meant. you got it wrong kazutora” his left ear twitches and he just remains silent, making you understand he wanted you to continue. “i do love you, and i do want to adopt you but-” “then do it. if you love me then do it” he interrupts you, he's not asking, he's demanding it. leaving you no room to argue unless you want to tick him again.

“i... okay, i will. i'll take you home” his ears perk up then he turns around abruptly and jumps on your arms, making you fall backwards on the floor, him on top of you. he nuzzles your neck and purrs more loudly than he ever has while mumbling thank you's, you're kinda taken back by his sudden change of attitude, but that thought quickly washes away when you feel him humping your lap.

your cheeks heat up and you grab his hips “tora? wha-” “that makes me your mate! we're mates now, [name]” he says with a lovesick look. he then turns around and sticks out his bum, wiggling his hips. “claim me~ you have to claim me as your mate” “here? we can't do that here” he sighs and turns to you again crossing his arms. “you said you love me, don't you? we're lovers then, and lovers are mates. mates have to claim each other, now do it”

your brow twitches annoyed. “you're acting oddly demanding huh” you shrug him off your lap and before he can complain you force him on all fours.

“okay then. just don't be loud” he nods frantically and allows you to bring down his pants along with his underwear, revealing his pretty ass to you. you grab both of his cheeks and spread them open, showing you his twitching hole. you tease your fingers around his rim making him whimper and shiver.

“i've barely done anything” you chuckle and collect saliva in your mouth then spit it on his hole, using your fingers to smear it around, and use those same fingers to put them in his mouth, he happily drools all over them, bitting them lightly too.

now with some improvised lube, you slowly start pushing a finger inside him, but he has other things in mind with the way he tries to push back on it. “tora stop, it's going to hurt” “doesn't matter! just use all of your fingers” he says with a high pitched voice, his tail wrappes around your wrist and lightly pulls on it. “do you want me to rip you open or something? don't answer that” you sigh and trust your finger faster.

you hear him mumble a quiet 'i do' but ignore him and keep your pace just a little faster. eventually, you have four fingers deep inside him and he's desperately trying to fuck himself back on them, but your hand on his hip isn't allowing him to.

“[name]! f-fuck me, please! need it, your fingers!” he moans when you slightly twist them inside him. “i told you to be quiet damn” he whimpers and tries to muffle his little noises with his hand.

you take your hand off his hip, allowing him to grind and push back on your fingers, and bring that hand towards his long soft fair, then tug on it making him squeak and arch his back deeply. you hover over him until you're looking down directly to his eyes that stare up, big and shiny.

“open” you don't need to say it twice for him to open his mouth, tongue lolling out and expectant for what you're about to do. you open your mouth and slowly a big glob of spit drips down your tongue toward his own, and obediently he swallows without you needing to command it.

“good boy” your praise was enough to have his eyes crossing and cock squirting cum, making a pool under him. you're kinda surprised by how easily he came, but that just makes him even more adorable.

you grab him and sit him on your lap, caressing his ears and listening to his purrs while he rests his head on your shoulder.

“i love you” he says sleepily. “i love you too, tora” he blushes and smiles feeling giddy and butterflies all over his tummy. he breathes your scent deeply and as he falls asleep he promises to himself to never let you go.