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[lupusaur]

what hybrid are we thinking for bucky

idk why but i had the biggest writer's block when it came to writing the smut (is this a sign to gamble?)

ok so hear me out but Bucky with an Akita hybrid

It's an aggressive type but with the proper handler, they're dependable companions.

Then enter you. Aggressive to everyone including Bucky, doing your own thing half the time and ignoring commands. Unruly and disobedient until you're put in your place. Something that he swears he takes no pleasure in. Until the two of you get in the bedroom.

He's got his metal fingers stretching you out nice and slow. Enough for it to be pleasurable but straight-up torture as it's barely sending you over the edge. You weakly growl at him to give you more and to just fuck you already but it makes him take his fingers out. Bucky tells you that he hates punishing you like this but he still bends you over the knee and has you counting the amount of times you've demanded instead of asking nicely for more.

And if you take too long on a number, he keeps spanking until it comes out of you. Even if you're on four, he won't stop until you properly count out loud to ten. Your ass is sore well before the stubbornness is finally spanked out.

“Master…’m sorry…sniff…please help…hurts s'much!” And of course he has to reward his puppy for following instructions. Even if you start telling him to slow down he won't because it's still a punishment after all. Plus, you didn't ask nicely this time either so it's another smack to the ass and a harsh pull of the tail to bring you deeper onto his cock. He asks if you won't run off and listen to him when he gives you an order while bullying his cock into your sore cunt. You can't even give him a proper answer besides moans and whines so he stops completely to wait for an answer.

Whimpering, you try to push yourself back to feel that pleasure but he stops you. Bucky is a patient man, but he can't be patient when it comes to a disobedient mutt. You could hurt someone or yourself with this kind of behavior and it had to be nipped in the bud. “I will, I will! ‘ll listen! Please, I need you Master!” He has to remind himself that this is to help you. That he isn't using these punishments as an outlet for the irritations and annoyances he has to deal with.

Even when he fucks you into the mattress for hours until you can't move, when his cum is covering your body and leaking out of your abused hole, and when you lick his cock clean only to see it harden again, he denies the satisfaction that he feels when taming his bratty akita.

[lupusaur]

Haiyaaaa same anon from last time. The purebreed! reader x Bob has me on a chokehold. Fr fr

Sooo I have some Ramblings for us to muse over

Do you think purebreed! reader could ever forgive him? I know it's a part of their dom/sub dynamic (v hot btw) but I can just imagine Bob doing anything and everything reader asks of him in a desperate attempt to win her over.

You want him to clean the room? He'll clean the entire compound, just say the word. You want him to eat you out? Bih, you better bet he's on his knees in a heartbeat ready to go to town for the next two hours, or until you come at least six times. He's an overachiever when it comes to you.

He's also a little bitch when it comes to making you "like" him at least (you tolerate him at best).

He cries whenever you don't introduce him as your husband (he isn't even your boyfriend).

You can bet he's sobbing his heart out when he sees you washing out his cum after "surely pupping you" (you just had to take a shower before running some errands)

u gotta get out of my walls bc i was actually drafting up an idea of reader not hating him as much anymore

but u right again so ill let it slide this once!

previous purebreed!reader rambles: one and two and three

He wants to be helpful and useful so if it means being your servant for the rest of his life he will literally kiss the ground you walk on.

I think Bob would also take advantage of your comment about leaving him in the vault and use it to speed up the process of you liking him back. He can't bring it up too often but when he feels you're starting to realize that you're liking him a bit he begs you to not leave him, that he'll be good and do better. Whether it's fucking his knot into you, eating you out, cooking you a meal, doing your chores, grooming your fur, massaging your sore muscles, licking you clean, scenting you, anything you want him to do.

And it's so hard to continue to hate him. He's such a good alpha that the omega part of you is swooning. You know that he didn't know the consequences of mating marks for omegas because of his upbringing and lack of education but he's doing a lot better now. Also, Bob may be a pathetic horny mutt with a thick cock and a big knot but he's also an indestructible god with a thick cock and a big knot. Anyone would dream of being in your position, regardless of their secondary gender. He just so happens to be a mutt, which you were raised to believe is lower class compared to you, but he wasn't that bad. You're sure if he were raised in a better environment Bob would be at the same level you are. Right, you can just teach him the things he needs to know. For starters, stop humping your ass as soon as he has you in a secluded corner.

Bob can see his efforts of worshipping you paying off. How you're slowly coming to terms with reciprocating his feelings for you. Especially after your cycle. Seeing you below him so eager for his knot, begging him to fill you with his seed, to rub it onto your skin so his scent would be on you for days, you were so different from the prim and proper dog he was used to. He was thankful his rut wasn't soon, as he'd rather remember the way you obediently swallowed his spit without him asking. Did you know how dirty you are during your heat? Surely you must be aware of how you whined and complained that he's denying you his knot because of what you said a while ago (he would never) and how you'd be a good little omega and carry his pups. Crying about how you need his knot or you'd die, kissing and licking the messy scar of a mating mark to convey that his little omega has to be knotted and filled. Preferably six times before the sun rises.

You may play stupid when your heat is over and deny ever saying such vulgar things, even calling him a liar but it's okay. Bob can just record your voice next time.

Don't get me started on not even introducing him as your husband.

Yes the two of you have a bond mark, yes the two of you fuck, yes he's given you his knot and seed more times than you can count (he thinks its never enough), but you don't refer to him as your husband? When Bob sees the two of you as already married?? He keeps his composure as your tolerance(turning into small affection) for him would lower if he started crying and whimpering in public. So when the two of you are alone, he has enough tears and snot in the tank as he hugs your leg asking through sobs and hiccups why you didn't call him your husband. The two of you are mated for life now. Even if you die before him, he'll die with you. He'll find a way. A life without you is a life not worth living after all. Do you not love him? Were you just stringing him along because he's the Sentry?

Will you toss him aside like everyone else when he's not useful?

You wonder how his brain works sometimes. Were you mistaken about him having a high-school diploma? Well he's from Florida anyway, they hand them out like candy. But how is he smart but stupid at the same time?

“I do love you and I won't leave you, but we haven't had sex during your rut and my heat, so we aren't married.” You can take suppressants to prevent your cycles from syncing.

“But…I saw you— you washed out the cum— our pups! In the shower! You asked to carry my pups but now they'll become sewer babies!”

He has to have been given a diploma just so they wouldn't have to deal with him anymore. Either that or Bob didn't finish high-school. Is it legal to give the Sentry Serum to someone this dumb? “I had to run errands and it just came out while I showered. You can just try again later.” Bob pressed his face against your thigh, exhaling shakily. Was he…? Yes. He was humping away at your leg like the stupid mutt he is. “What if they were twins? I want— need twins. I'll take care of them. We could have triplets. Or four. I'll keep you full until we have our own peewee soccer team. You want that right? Need it too? Please tell me you do. Please tell me you can't live without my love inside of you—!” He slid up to lick at your underwear, inhaling deeply at the smell of you. Now that you returned from your errands your scent was more prominent than the soap. But it was when he noticed the mixture of his own, he lost it and moaned, rutting against your leg with a new purpose.

You don't think you'll bring up the fact the pills you've been taking are for birth control. Or that you're doing everything known to man that prevents pregnancy. You may tolerate him, but not enough to put your job on hold.

[lupusaur]

short void x hyena!reader

for that one person who wanted more hyena

The first encounter with the Void is interesting.

You don't treat him any different, clinging onto and licking at his face like you would Bob. The presence is different, but it still smells like Bob. Even if he looks like that.

The Void had planned to use you to get to Bob. If something happened, or all the effort to make you more well-mannered went down the drain, or even if you hated him, it would make Bob realize that his attempts to help always end in failure. That nobody would need him and the only thing he could rely on was the Void.

But your actions had slightly delayed the plan.

It's that damned idiot's fault for spoiling you. All you did was bring him some water (it spilled on the way to his room) and expected a reward for it. A specific type of reward with how you got on the bed and presented yourself with a big smile. It's Bob's fault for teaching you how to sweetly beg for his cock (although you stumbled over some words and chose to just say “please…hurts”) and rub over your opening. That's why he had to punish you.

“If only you were smart enough to know you're being molded into a personal fleshlight for him. But you want that don't you?”

He found it hilarious how you agreed so easily with his words. Do you even know what he's saying? The Void uttered more insults while he fucked you into the mattress, his thrusts a bit more calculated than Bob's desperate ruttings, but you still nodded and said yes with everything he said. Hell, you even went out of your way to thank him after he spat in your mouth. Bob really did teach you to be so, accommodating. Did he often tell you how good you were so lovingly that you think anything is praise if it's dripped in honey? You could be told you're only useful as a warm hole and you'd give him that stupid fucked out grin.

Well, he'll show you that there's a difference between the two of them. For starters, Bob doesn't go for more than 3 rounds if you aren't in heat. The Void thinks 3 rounds is the bare minimum. You have to empty all of your fluids or pass out from the overstimulation. Even then he'll still fuck you until he's had his fill. The reward you were excited about suddenly became something you had too much of. Too much of that you didn't know the words to describe it so you attempted to push him away or try to move.

“Little hyena, your punishment isn't over yet. We barely even started.”

He's nice enough to clean you up when you're passed out. The Void wants Bob to remember later, when you bring him a cup of water.

[lupusaur]

Could you by chance put your age in your bio? It'll help people know whether or not they can interact with your blog!

sure, i dont care for age tho

in the way people lie about their age or conceal it for internet safety !! ill only be in a problematic age gap relationship with Lewis Pullman 🙏🏼 (idk why 9yr olds these days flaunt that they're 9 and playing/consuming Love and Deepspace and adult content just keep that to urself bro)

[lupusaur]

ngl the purebreed!reader x bob ramblings wormed into my head in ways beyond my power to do anything about them so I wanna share some Toughts™ What about Bob asking for your bite on his neck? I can imagine him rutting, no rhythm, just pure unadulterated pistoning into reader, babbling about wanting proof of your mating. He wants the world to know he has a mate, but you just refuse to give him a bite, even a teeny tiny little hickey is out of the question. usually you wouldn't even give a second thought to those horny ramblings of his (he always babbles nonsense when you have sex), but this time the mutt is actually getting you close to cumming over his knot. You try to dissuade him, telling him you'll give him one some day, that you're so close, so so fucking close But he just full on stops. Your orgasm fucking got away because the mutt is throwing a tantrum. You can see him quivering, clearly just as devastated because of your missing orgasm (of not more than you). Tears spill from his eyes, red and glassy. He's drooling all over you asking for a bite, telling you he won't give you his know if you don't bite him.

damn take the keys imma need u to drive now

but yesss he would 100% do this

w: reader says a hurtful thing in the spur of the moment without thinking

(i dont mean all these hurtful things Bob i love u sm but purebreed!reader holds grudges 💔🥀)

You're pissed because you never even thought of the possibility that this horny mutt who only has you on his mind and wanting to feel you on his knot (as he has mentioned MULTIPLE times) would stop right before you cum because of a bite.

Was clawing at his skin not enough to satisfy him anymore? Did it have to be a bite? A bite he gave you without your permission? A bite he has the nerve to ask for like it didn't screw with your life goals? And now he's holding your pleasure hostage over it.

You give a tiny nibble, not enough for it to even leave a hickey.

“N-No, has to be here, be-be deeper. Like this…” He gives a slow thrust, purposely stopping before hitting that sweet spot. You throw your head into the pillow wanting to scream. This fucking mutt has to know what he's doing. Does he think he can treat you like this? After forcing you to come out to your team about the mark because he cried like a suckling pup when you covered it? He's whining into your neck now, sobbing as he slowly pulls his cock out until only the tip remains. Is he really going to stop?

You thought it'd be a good way to let out some steam, even let him do it raw and whispered how you want him to come deep inside so you'd feel his love for days. All this walking on eggshells around him is getting annoying. Even if he were to unknowingly admit that he wasn't bitten yet, the team would think HE was taken advantage of. You could say Val would hate it as it'd affect The Sentry image but there's makeup and photoshop that can hide it.

“I hate you. If I knew you'd do this to me, I'd have left you in the vault!”

Bob felt pure bliss when he finally felt your teeth sink into the front of his throat like you were going to rip it out. He moaned, thanking you, and even saying he forgives you for saying such hurtful things. “You're on–You start your heat soon right? Emotions can cloud judgment–oh my god!” He roughly slammed his entire length, knot included, into your warm heat. The sudden stretch and pain mixed with pleasure nearly made you let go, but your jaw was locked on his jugular.

It would take a god to pry you off him, but the closest one wanted you to stay connected, to consume him like he consumes you. You didn't move when he came deep inside, blabbering about how he fulfilled your wish about feeling his love for days. You didn't move when he started back up again, thrusting into you with a new purpose. You didn't move when the blood mixed with the sweat on your bodies.

You fell for his trap. You gave into his tantrum.

“So good, s’much better now that– now that we're bonded! M sorry for denying you before, now I'll– My beautiful omega can have it all night!” Bob licked at your ears as it was the only part of you his mouth could get on before you flattened them. He finds it so cute how sensitive they are. Your tail too…it feels so good to entwine them together while breeding you like this! He knows how much you care for grooming, it's important after all! Like the dutiful mate he is, Bob will happily lick you clean, even if you cum a couple times he'll keep going until you can't. He loves cleaning up any mess you make!

You starting to wish you stayed in the vault.

[lupusaur]

mutt!bob x purebreed!reader (fem reader)

i wanted to write a follow-up to this bc i like writing reader not liking Bob even tho i would fold immediately

Bob isn't that stupid.

He knows you're mad at him for marking you as his, and if he didn't know before, the educational video titled “Mating Bonds and How They Affect Omegas” you made him watch was enough for anyone to understand.

Mainly because you sat with him, staring to make sure he was focused and not zoning out. Then you made him write a letter of reflection on why he was sorry and what he learned.

“Bob….”

Now he had you exactly where he wanted you. On his lap with his face pressed against the now-healed mark. Bob was already licking at the glands to get at your scent. Right now you were looking over the paper while typing something on the computer “hacking stuff for the team” but he noticed your attention was on his letter more. It made him feel fuzzy knowing that he was more important than work. Of course he was, the video mentioned something about how mates couldn't live without each other. There were even times when one of the pairs would get sick if apart for too long. He'll make sure you'll never feel his absence. If Bob had his way, he'd be nestled inside of your warm heat 24/7, keeping you nice and full with his seed–

“I will make it up to you by keeping you satisfied and full. If it can't be my cock, it'll be my fingers. My love for you can only be contained inside of you.”

You wanted to gag at how cheesy and immature it sounded. What was he? A highschool fuckboy? One would think he would take the situation a bit seriously or even pretend to. It was almost funny how honest he was to the point it extended onto paper. Was this something all Alphas thought about? No, Bucky seemed too tired to even remember what he had for lunch yesterday. So all Alphas except Bucky. It didn't help that he was actively grinding and drooling on you now. Did he deliberately write that to hear you say it? This little mutt thinks he's smarter than you. Laughable. You'll make him write two pages next time.

Bob was too busy enjoying himself to think of how his actions had consequences. You really read that part out loud! You actually said those words he had written in a daze when he had thought of bending you over and fucking you silly! As much as you try to hide it, you look annoyed and irritated after most interactions and missions. What better way to feel better by not thinking at all? Having him be in you and pour his love and keep it inside is the best way to make all your worries go away.

“Ah–! Yes! I'll keep you full, I'll give you my knot! Please! Pleasepleaseplease take my knot, it'll fit so well, you need it! You'll die without it! Said so in the video!” Bob was whimpering now, hugging you close and rubbing his cock frantically between your legs and adjusting you to feel your warmth directly press against it. You whined at the feeling of him licking the fur on your ear before sinking his teeth into it. “Not…now! I'm working!”

“You can work later pleasepleaseplease..! You'll die…!”

This dirty slobbering mutt is crazy. Is he really about to cry over not being able to fuck you? Don't people usually get a date first? The Sentry Serum had to have changed Bob from a rabbit to a dog. That, or he was a rabbit in his past life. Was he pretending to be dumb or was he taking things to the extreme? You won't die if you don't get a knot. Well, when your cycle comes and you're delirious from your heat it'll feel like it, but you won't actually die. He has to be stupid. A stupid mutt with a humping problem who happens to have a cock that's bigger than his brain.

The proximity is getting to you but this assignment has to be finished by tonight. Bob can wait. You both can.

[lupusaur]

mutt!bob x purebreed!reader ramblings (fem reader, breed not specified)

warning(s): bob non-consensually gives reader a mating bite, reader lowkey doesn't like Bob but both take advantage of each other

for this post everyone is a hybrid/kemonomimi, nothing has changed except im yelena's little wife

Bob understands that there's a difference between dogs like him and you. You're the definition of beauty and elegance that's acquired from being in a higher class, while he's just someone you wouldn't spare a second glance in passing. Even after becoming Sentry he couldn't hide that he wasn't perfect without dyeing his ears and tail, something he had doubts about after Ava commented on it.

"She was just surprised you dyed it. You looked different from that cute pup we found in the vault."

Your soft smile is forever engraved into his memory. Bob always felt a connection to you. He knows that you deserve someone who can stand with you as an equal, like Walker. A living textbook example of an Alpha german shepard, something that annoys Bob but strangely calms him as he can guess half the time what Walker thinks. Or maybe Bucky, the charismatic Alpha wolf who has a hundred years of experience and knows more about relationships and mating than he does. But Bob wants to be selfish. He craves your attention on an unhealthy level. It makes him feel guilty for coming to your room late at night under the guise of a nightmare, even if he did have one.

You accepted him into your space, into your bed, and even kissed his head to give him sweet dreams. Something your mom used to do as a kid you said. It left him in a daze to receive such treatment. He didn't realize until later that while the room had a calming scent to it, your scent was bland. Were you an Alpha too? Or a Beta? The Sentry serum elevated his status from Beta to an Alpha, so he was able to be your mate regardless of your secondary gender. That is if you accept him.

But right now as he stares at the back of your head while you sleep, he's content to pull you closer and bury his face into your neck, inhaling deeply where your scent glands would be. It's wrong to be this close regardless of gender and even more to lick someone's scent glands if you aren't courting them but Bob rationalizes it as wanting to know your scent to commit it to memory.

Just one lick. Then two. Three. Ten. He's slobbering all over the back of your neck now, unknowingly stimulating the glands and you. As soon as that sweet scent infiltrates his system it's over. Like the uneducated mutt he is, he unashamedly moans and nibbles at your skin, humping your ass and sliding up your nightshirt to paw at skin.

"B-Bob...?"

Hearing his name in such an innocent tone breaks him. He doesn't realize what he's done after it's too late. It isn't until he tastes the familiar copper in his mouth that he immediately gets off and kneels before you with his ears lowered. Bob is apologizing, crying, and shaking so much that he resembles an abandoned puppy in the rain. Like he didn't just bite down to mark you as his mate without your consent. Like this affects him more than you.

But what can you do? You deliberately hid your scent to not be treated differently, and the thing that you didn't want to happen happened. Bob and Sentry are the same, so who's to say he needs to feel that high to become the Void? Did he feel that high when he was rutting against your ass? Will he send the entire state of New York into their shame rooms if you yell at him?

Sighing, you knelt before him and engulfed him in a hug. You're tired. You hate that you have to be conscious of your actions even in your own room. Being a purebred is hard enough on its own but now a mutt could kill you or make you relive your trauma. And if you get hurt on a mission, he wants to kill the person who dared to touch you. Now he crossed a line and did something that can't be undone.

Even now, you can feel him sniffing your neck and licking apologetically at the wound. If you knew better, he was slowly rubbing his dick against your leg.

"It seems you want to cum rather than help me patch up this wound. I guess all Alphas are the same...."

"S-Sorry!!" Bob stood up with you in his arms, sniffling and muttering something about how he'd take care of everything and to tell him if it hurt. One thing that's nice about him is how easy it can be to make him feel bad.

Having a god that kneels at your feet is nice.

[lupusaur]

bob with a hyena hybrid ramble. gn reader not proofread bc i wrote this while taking a test

(hybrids/kemonomimi are seen as less than humans but higher than animals)

ill start by saying Bob sees you on the street and thinks you've been abandoned. if you were to ask him why he picked up a scrawny mangly thing with "teeth bigger than its brain" (according to John), he'd say it reminded him of when he had nobody there for him and he wanted to be there for someone else. however, deep down he wanted to feel like he was needed. that someone needs him.

The team didn't think it was good for him, that a trained therapy or emotional support hybrid would be better for his mental health, but when they saw how hopeful he looked while holding it in his arms wrapped in a blanket, they decided to let him keep it. and what could they do if they suggested rehoming or rehabilitating it to release back into the wild? realistically, Bob would agree on the latter as hyenas aren't common in New York, and you were probably trafficked for an illegal auction but escaped, but emotionally, Bob was already attached.

"They need me..."

seeing you (attempt) to rip his throat out while he said that made them drop it completely. the issue now was that the behavior of his "metal chomper" was damaging the common area of the tower. it was surprising to see the different kinds of things with teeth marks (mainly on Walker's and Alexei's things as they left them out the most) but Bucky drew the line when his metal arm was held hostage. after all three supersoldiers managed to get it back, Bob had to keep you in his room until the chewing habit got under control.

Bob keeping you in his room does not help with the habit. he does teach you to be well-mannered and behaved through sexual activities, but its mainly for being nice to his team.

"If you want something, say please. Please."

seeing you attempt to fit more of his fingers inside makes him withdraw, forcing you to repeat the word he's drilling into you. you didn't say it correctly, but the message was clear. Bob feels a bit guilty doing this during your heat/rut cycle, but you're much more submissive and needy at this time. He knows that he's a bad person for taking advantage of you when you don't know any better and that you should've been rehabilitated, free to roam with your own kind and reproduce with a male hyena hybrid, but he wants to prove to himself, to the Void, that he's strong and capable. he saved you from someone else who'd take advantage of such an exotic hybrid. they'd muzzle you, tie you, hurt you....

seeing you like this, spread out and stuttering over a simple word while he has 3 fingers inside of you, Bob feels satisfied that he got there first. only he had the power to save you, to care for you, to love you. yes, this is where you belong. nobody would take you from him anyway, they're scared of him. of Sentry. of the Void.

you won't be able to leave him either. He'll make sure of it.

[lupusaur]

i made the blog will post soon

funnily enough, i used to be a writer for a game (i dont write for it anymore bc i stopped playing) but exclusively wrote hybrid/kemonomimi content bc the idea of even the shyest introverts owning something that has no concept of human sense as they were "rescued" from living the feral life and/or domesticated was interesting to me. Its basically like having a working person who'll do anything as they don't know better and you can teach (manipulate) them without having to worry about the morality of it. I was thinking of making another blog just for the Thunderbolts and the different kind of species of kemono/hybrid they'd have and how they'd be treated.

Bucky with a canine or big cat partner, something that can handle missions and follow orders while also being tame enough to bring around during his congressman days (alternatively, a small creature who's scared of their own shadow and fears him but seems to have no problem fitting his large size!)

Bob is a wildcard for me because I want to write him with a therapy-working hybrid that would soothe him but also I want to write the most untamed beast to ever be in his presence (beats up other hybrids and humans, trashing the place, pissing in John's potted plant to assert dominance, biting,) and Bob has to constantly hug them because he refuses to muzzle or restrain them with anything that could hurt and it makes him feel so bad to see them struggle with one. It's funny to see him holding this smaller creature that's obviously trying to tear his throat out but because of his invincibility it tickles and pisses them off more when he laughs. Inevitably, heat/rut cycle will come, and Bob/Sentry might feel a little mean and teach them how to nicely ask for what they want. It's the few ways for them to be domesticated because I think Bob is the kind of person who won't severely punish them due to his upbringing, so he goes the route of conditioning them to where if they're nice, they get a treat.

Sorry for rambling its been a while since ive had hybrids/kemonomimi on the brain

-🌙 anon

me and you have to be long lost siblings! back in like 2021 i want to say, i wrote a lot of hybrid jjk content! so far i haven’t seen anything like it in the thunderbolts community so it will definitely be refreshing and new—also seeing a lot of people are fans of abo aspects! MAKE THE BLOGGGGG