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[ddejavvu]

rough time atm but i am momentarily back on my bullshit

once again, hybrid steddie. what’s new. BUT.

hybrid alpha wolf!steddie who are pretty much just a slightly tweaked version of their puppy!counterparts!! instead of just soft eyes and pouty lips when they want something, they’ll put out a subtle scent into the air too!! (they swear it works)

reader who adopts em from a shelter ofc, and even tho sweet reader is just a silly little human, she’s their silly little human <33. it’s like a shiny new toy to them - they wanted you as soon as you walked into the shelters doors (and eddie swears down that he put out a very very strong scent and that’s what must’ve lured you over to them, but steve swears it was how soft he was with you and the fact that he let you pet his ears so quickly and made his face go all pink and soft and honeyed that reeled you in, especially considering your more shy or reserved nature).

reader who (just like me fr) is a bit oblivious and ignorant without meaning to be. they can get away with so so much purely just because reader doesn’t really realise what they’re doing.

they know that technically scenting someone directly is a mate thing, they know, okay. but when one day, steve feels a particularly powerful burst of affection for you and he swipes and nuzzles his face over your neck to scent you hard, and all you do in return is giggle and squirm a bit cus it was tickly, eddies eyes go from mad/shocked, to knowing once he realises they can actually get away with something they’ve been dying to do. when they bring their spit and tongues into the occasion with licking and grooming through, that’s when they have to be smarter on the spot as you pull away confused. we’re just kissing you! it’s meant to be soothing!! try have a nap while we do it, swear it’ll help!

they scramble into ur bed with u as soon as they can - starts off with em just tumbling into it every morning to wake u up, and for talks every night before bed, until they go for the big one and manage to sneakily start sleeping in bed with you. and they’ll force their clothes and blankets on you casually all the time too, and before every outing they’ll beg for ‘big brave hugs’ because the outside world can be scary with so many people, and all they seem to want to do is nest stay in, and they’ll do some sneaky swipes of their tongues and rub themselves as much as they can get away with on you as a mark that anyone else needs to back off.

wolf alphas steddie who think you just scream mate. they try and treat you like an omega even if you’re only a human. sometimes they get frustrated because you’ll never go through heats, and a heat is like, a prime time for an alpha to prove and provide for his omega :(( so they decide to try and do it the human way. flashing their bodies a bit more, stretching their necks to show off their blank mating mark area hoping that you subconsciously know why, if worst comes to worst, they’ll try and get your kind nature to help them out. like, they plead that they just need someone small and soft and cuddly to belong to, and to care for, and it’s cemented officially if that someone has matching bites in their neck, so.. okay if we can’t bite you, please bite us instead :(( we know you won’t do it deep enough to count or to hurt, but please???

and if reader obliges it makes things worse bc she has teenie little fangs in her natural human teeth that if she tried hard enough, could pierce their mating glands

maybe one goes into rut before the other (whichever hasn’t been dealing with the situation the best), and readers just scrambling and lost. the other guiding her into exactly what to do, to go into the room with them both because can’t she hear him whimpering and making all that noise??? he needs her?????

n if reader goes along with it for whatever reasoning, it sends the other straight into a rut too. god help her if they try and knot her, the jealousy is something she’s never dealt with regarding them before because they’re so good at sharing, she’ll need to reassure one that he’ll get to knot while the other is trying to go to town and get her undivided attention - which will just further trigger their combative alpha tendencies even more. maybe one of em manages to sneakily bite down where her mating gland would be in a moment of delirious haze, and seeing the bruise that seems to last forever finally is enough for em. they’d definitely constantly be calling you hybrid omega related names, despite reader reminding them she’s not

[ie me having a tiny scenario in my head of the first time one of em tries to lay an omega nickname on her, and reader just tilting her head to the side -ironic omega move- and explaining that she’s a human, as if they weren’t painfully aware. equal parts endearing as it is frustrating. steve definitely just keeps repeating it. that frustrated almost stern stare he does with his hands on his hips. omega. steve??im human Omega. no, stevie remember im not— omega. till reader just gives in

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

this post is 18+, minors dni.

first of all i <3 u and i hope you feel better soon!!

second.. mmh. there is something so special to me about wolf hybrids!eddie and steve... especially steve mskgnsjfn he's so <3333

no bc they probably think they're like these big strong predator-type wolves, all sharp teeth and low growls, but you step into the shelter and by god those are two sweet puppies. ofc you tell them that sometime and they get all >:O WE'RE BIG STRONG ADULT MEN >:O and you're like yeah but you're cute :( and they can't say no to you </3

eddie 'putting out a scent' does it even work? do we know? i think it'd be funny if he was convinced he was actually doing something and if in reality he was just Sitting There :] but you wander over to their little area and steve smiles at you so you decide to say hi! and he's definitely very friendly and happy to meet you! he's cautious, bc while he's normally very proud of being a big scary wolf, he doesn't want to scare you. so he's ducking his head for you to feel carefully at his ears, and when you pet them he gets all blushy and pinkkk i'm going crazy :(( <33 eddie's probably more cautious, watching how you interact with steve and how you react to him n stuff before he gives you a chance to really meet him too, but by the end of your visiting hour you've got them hooked. whether you take them home that day or not, they're already yours.

no bc the first time they ever really purposefully scent you it does tickle!! steve just buries his face in your neck and smooshes and rubs and smears and it's so tickly and sweet that you can't help but giggle :') and he's a little surprised by it, too, so he and eddie just stare at each other like.. oh yeah <3

from then on, watch out. you're never free, you're never safe, there will always be a threat of someone's face in your neck. they do have to be careful with licking you, though, bc the first time they do it ur like.. wtf was that.. and they're like oh honey nothing :] it's just a hybrid thing, it's nothing special. is it okay? and when you know that it's instinct you're fine with it, but they're careful from then on just in case it weirds you out, which it doesn't after the first few times.

they're such bed hogs!!! every single morning they come and wake you up and steal your covers and every single night they come in and talk your ear off and snuggle you to sleep :') eventually, they just close the gap and spend the night in your bed, but I hope you have at least a queen because nothing else is big enough to fit all three of you. even if you do have a queen they're big guys and it's definitely a stretch, you'll have to cuddle really close to be comfy together :')

it's funny to you bc you buy them the clothes but they make you wear them all the time?? you're like steve i bought this 'cause i thought you'd like it. and he's pulling it over your head like babe i love it. wdym. this is my favorite hoodie. and you're ????????

if you ever have to go out without them, like to meet with your friends or maybe do some quick grocery shopping or whatever, they're alwaysss smothering you first, getting their stink all over you </33 it's just bc they're deathly afraid of losing you to someone else, bc obviously they love you so much and have since they first laid eyes on you, so who's to say that no one else would?

they'd never ever ever ever think you were less than or lacking just bc you're not an omega/hybrid in general, but they are bummed sometimes that they can't fulfill your needs like they could if you were one. but ofc never fear, they can always just treat you like an omega anyways! and i mean full on we will do everything to make you happy/comfortable/fulfilled, they would rip the foundation of your house off the ground and move it a million miles if you suddenly decided you wanted to live by the beach.

no honestly them stretching all the time and showing off for you doesn't catch your attention because you suddenly have a huge database on hybrid lore, it's because they're fucking hot lmfao. they're always flexing their necks around you for some reason?? and their necks look amazing. it's so easy to get caught staring at them and they're like holy shit it's working!! and you're like holy shit they're hot lmfao. and omg i have little teenie fangs too!!! they definitely fixate on them and u didn't hear this from me but they've jacked off thinking about you biting them with your little fangs before <3

mmf the thoughts in my head about their first heat/rut......... steve harrington's breeding kink is (i'm fairly certain) a registered and frequent AO3 tag, so if eddie gets to knot you first, just bc he happened to be the first one to stick his dick inside of you?? hell no. he's huffing and puffing and growling and groaning while eddie fucks into you like a jackhammer, and it's all you can do to keep your attention on steve long enough to console him. they're grumbling and snapping at each other but eventually eddie decides it's not up for debate anymore, and he's just going to make the most out of fucking you for the first time. so he's sucking at your throat, nipping at your neck, making out with you like his life depends on you swallowing his tongue, and you're practically gagging on it, looking up at steve with desperate, teary eyes, trying to promise him that he can go next. just the thought of eddie trying his damndest to take up all of your attention at once, fucking you so hard and so desperately while you try clinging onto the idea of comforting steve.... i'm actually drooling i think.

wolf hybrid steddie will not stop calling you omega related nicknames just because you aren't one... they can't be stopped, especially not when you are endearingly omega-like <3

[ozzgin]

I live your human streamer x monsters! Imagine them doing unboxing videos and gifts from fans. Of course you get sweet ans who send really nice gifts. Then you get the fans who might send a bit more suggestive gifts. I think it would be pretty funny off some monsters sending yn "courting gifts". Poor gullible yn who is too nice to say know. Plus they don't exactly know its that type of gift

[Referring to this story] Content: gender neutral reader, monster romance, NSFW under the cut!

You didn’t think much of it. One day, one of your monster viewers had asked if they might send you a gift in the mail. You cheerfully agreed to it and continued eating your food, moving on from the topic.

Then you found your entrance door blocked by dozens of packages.

As it turns out, a lot of your monstrous fans had the same intention. You decided to start doing unboxing videos, clearing out your ever-flowing queue of gifts.

Some are innocently sweet. The plant creatures prefer surprising you with fresh bouquets of flowers or harvests. The bird hybrids usually go for shiny, eye-catching jewelry. You’ve received a cursed locket from a deep-sea kraken, and a haunted doll from one of your cheeky ghost followers.

Other packages are bolder in their intention.

“Is this a promise ring?” you wondered out loud, fumbling to comment on the unexpectedly romantic gesture and trying to hide the deep blush.

The worst part about these particular offerings is that they always seem to trigger a certain jealousy within the other viewers; it results in some increasingly ridiculous attempts to one-up the previous. You had to threaten to stop doing these videos once you found a wedding gown in one of the boxes.

If you've decided to delve into adult content for your monster fans, the variety of presents expands even further.

At first, you mostly received additional props for your content. Maybe a revealing outfit, or a pair of handcuffs. It didn't take long for your patrons to gain more confidence in their choices. You've hesitantly unboxed different kinds of sex toys, with little handwritten notes begging asking you to use them in your upcoming livestreams.

The turning point was when you revealed a custom-made dildo, bearing the shape of your viewer's own appendage. The chat had briefly gone silent while you gawked at the bizarre toy. Of course, they thought begrudgingly, what better gift than a way to fuck you from a distance?

Needles to say, you woke up to piles upon piles of similar "donations". You wondered if there's some erotic shop out there confused at its sudden spike in sales.

"Are you guys serious?" you whined, pulling out a large, silicone tentacle the size of your torso. "At this point I think I've collected all of your genitals."

"Mine hasn't shipped yet", a viewer comments.

[More Monsters]

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     Outside, he was human. That’s just how he appeared to everyone else. A human with a bunny hybrid girlfriend. It wasn’t out of the ordinary for hybrids to date humans if they weren’t with people with similar breeds and them. 

     Y/n would laugh at her boyfriend's attitude every day. He was particularly clingy, always had been. That was just him; he loved having his girlfriend near him when he was home, always checking on her throughout the day, even when she was at work. Chan loved his little bunny. 

     Y/n just thought it was funny a big ‘ole alpha wolf dotted on a little bunny like her. Predator and prey were never particularly friendly. But after years of humans, monsters, and hybrids all living side by side, everyone took more to their human side. Only rarely acting on their animalistic instincts in certain cases. 

     But Y/n loved her wolfie all the same. Chan took care of her in so many ways, never crossing boundaries. Even when his instincts took over. 

     Chan was naturally possessive as an alpha. What’s his is his, especially his girlfriend. Some humans still didn’t fully accept hybrids and Monsters living among them. And it’d show. It usually got worse during the time his rut was approaching. 

     There’d been a few people he’d scared the ever-loving shit out of when they commented on his girlfriend— or got too close for comfort. Some people needed to learn to keep their fantasies to themselves. 

    Y/n being a bunny came with its issues. Due to the bunny gene, she’s constantly in ‘heat’. He didn’t mind though, he loved coming home late just for Y/n to jump on him and greet him with kisses. Making sure to ask about his day as if she hadn’t been craving his dick in her since they finished this morning. 

     Another thing that came with her bunny genes was hyper-fertility. Chan never had an issue with the amount of sex they had. At first, he was cautious about coming in her due to how easily she could be pregnant. She’d told him after he mentioned going away for his ruts that she was on high-dose birth control and had been for years.

     It’d lead to some fun experiments with toys and such, but nothing compared to Chan. The growls he admitted when he fucked her could make her come. 

     Chan was well aware of his rut schedule before dating Y/n. And he was pretty damn good at keeping track of it too. Both of them knew it would be starting very soon and already made plans with their work to be off for the next week.

     Y/n’s ears twitched from where she sat on their couch when she heard the keys jingle. She hopped off the couch to meet him at the door. Giving him just enough time to lock their door and turn around before she jumped on him

     Chan smiled as he caught her, dropping his bag on the floor and wrapping both his arms around her. Her legs held her up, wrapping them around his waist as she held his shoulders. “Hi handsome,” Y/n smiled at him

     “Hi bunny,” Chan replied as he walked them over to the couch 

     “How was work?” Y/n asked him 

     “Okay. Same old shit,” Chan sighed as he laid her back on the couch. Resting his head on her tummy, “How was your day?”

     “Good. Just cleaned up around the apartment,” Y/n shrugged as she ran her fingers through his dark hair. 

     The couple always found this comforting, sitting in silence and cuddling up together. Y/n learned quickly in their relationship that Chan loved having his hair played with. Any time was a good time. The first time she did it was after the first time they had sex and he got very comfortable and let out a low little rumble that scared her a bit. 

     After that, she learned it was a happy noise, not an “I’m about to eat you” noise. She loved hearing it now. Especially when he was laying on her stomach.

     “You smell good,” Chan started as he turned and kissed her stomach. Realizing she was wearing one of his shirts. 

     “Your rut coming soon?” 

     “Think so.” Chan kissed down her stomach more before pushing her shirt up just a bit to see her skin. 

     Chan kissed every bit of skin that was exposed to him. He loved taking his time with her when he was going through his rut because he knew he’d be fucking her in every position as rough as he could when it came to his rut. She never complained about but he still felt a little for fucking her for almost a week straight.  

     Chan kept kissing down her tummy till he got to her panty line. He looked up in a silent ask for permission to keep going. Y/n nodded before he kissed her clothed clit while moving her thighs over his shoulder. Kissing her inner thighs before moving back to kissing her cunt again. Smiling to himself when he saw the wet spot forming. “Horny little bunny,” Chan chuckled before sitting up and throwing off his shirt from his body and her panties from hers before laying back down and wrapping his lips around her clit. 

     Y/n moaned as she dug her fingers into his hair again. Lips and tongue working her already wet cunt. His nose nudged her clit as his tongue slipped inside of her. Thrusting in and out before replacing the muscle with two of his fingers. 

     “Chan,” Y/n moaned as she held onto his hair tighter, thighs clenching around his head. 

     Chan hummed as his lips wrapped around her clit again. His fingers pumped in and out of her as quickly as he could. Y/n pulled at his hair as her thighs shook around his head and closed in tighter. 

     Chan pulled his fingers out and pushed her thighs closer to her chest as he finished her off and licked up her essence. Drinking her up like a thirsty dog on a hot summer day. 

     “Chan, in… please,” Y/n whined as she caught her breath from her high. 

     “Poor little bunny is fucked out already,” Chan chuckled as he dropped her thighs on the couch before picking her up from the cushions and walking into their bedroom. 

     Chan placed her down on the bed and kissed her neck. Y/n let out a squeak as he grabbed onto the back of his neck. His hips rolled into her before he pulled away and took off her shirt and tossed it to the bedroom floor. 

     He leaned back down as his hands grabbed her boobs and massaged them before taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking on the little bud. Rolling his tongue and biting it a few times before moving to the other one and giving it the same attention. 

     His hard-on strained against his pants while the fabric got wetter from grinding against her. 

     “Please. Fuck me Channie,” Y/n moaned

     “Little bunny just needs a cock in her, huh?” Chan teased as he pulled away from her boobs and stood up straight

     “Yes, please. Need you in me Channie,” Y/n begged as she watched him discard his pants and boxers. Cock springing free and slapping his lower stomach. 

     “Don't worry bun,” Chan smiled as he moved her onto their pillows and kneeled in between her legs.

     He pulled her legs over his right as he pumped his cock. Running the tip through her wet folds and jacking off again before finally lining the tip up with her entrance and pushing in. 

     Y/n wrapped her legs around his waist as he filled her up. His hands grabbed onto her hips, pulling her onto him as he sunk further into her. 

     Y/n slightly rolled her hips against him before he pulled back and thrust hard into her. Chan repeated his hard thrusts and occasionally pulled her body to meet his thrusts as well. 

     Y/n threw her head back into the pillows. The tips of her ears hit the headboard a bit as it knocked against the wall in time with his pace. Chan moved one of his hands up to squeeze her boobs while he leaned forward, aiming deeper into her.

     “‘M close,” Y/n whined as his thrusting switched to grinding then back to thrusting into her.

     “Gonna cum all over my cock again bun?” Chan moved one hand from her tits to thumb her clit, fingers pushing in on her lower stomach just a bit

     “Yes!” Y/n yelled/moaned as her walls clenched around him. 

     “Fuck,” Chan growled as he found it a bit difficult to move with her clamping down on him. 

     He pushed through though. Thumbing rubbing small quick circles into her clit till she came on his cock. Her hips bucked up as her legs shook. Chan leaned back over her, hands laying next to her head as he rutted into her.

     Cock twitched and pounded inside her till he came, shooting hot ropes of cum into her. He pulled his softening cock out of her once he was sure he was done. Both of them panting as post-orgasm clarity came.

     That clarity was short-lived as Chan caught a glance of his cum dripping out of her. The only thoughts in his head were to fuck it back into her and add more.

     “Chan,” Y/n called out to him as she noticed him staring a bit longer than usual.

     She attempted to close her thighs as she sat up on her elbows, only to be met by him spreading her legs apart and sinking into her again without a word. Chan leaned over and left an assault of kisses and marks along her neck. Pushing her down onto the mattress again, one hand coming and grabbing under her chin and moving her head to allow him to have access to the span of her neck.

     “Pretty bunny, letting the big bad wolf fuck her dumb.” He mumbled against her neck.

     Y/n whined as she wrapped her legs around his waist as he hammered into her. His free hand grabbed one of hers and pinned it onto the pillows as he sucked hickeys on her neck, minding his teeth. 

     Y/n grabbed onto his shoulder with her free hand. Nails dug into his skin as her sensitive walls clenched around him again. She never protested Chan’s round after round when he was in his rut. If anything it helped her too with the constant ache between her legs.

     Chan growled against her neck as he felt himself getting close already. Y/n could feel the base of his cock starting to form his knot as he pumped into her. It was getting harder for him to do so until he buried himself in her. Just in time for her own orgasm to hit while her walls contracted around him. Coming on his cock again. 

     “Fuck,” Chan whined as his cum shot into her. 

     He buried his head into her neck and kissed the bruises he had made, just trying to distract himself from the pain of his knot. His hands moved to hold her hips, rubbing circles into the skin with his thumbs

     Y/n tangled her fingers in his hair and kissed his temple, “horny wolf,” she chuckled

     “Says you,” Chan chuckled, lifting his head to look at her, “I’d fuck you again right now of not for the knot.”

     “Don’t threaten me with a good time babe,” Y/n giggled

     Chan chuckled with her and leaned down and pressed his lips onto hers. Whining into her mouth as he slipped his tongue into her mouth. Y/n happily accepted as she rolled her hips against him. His knot went down after a few minutes. 

     “Tired yet mama?” Chan asked as his kisses moved down to her neck again

     “No,” Y/n shook her head

     Chan rolled them over so she was situated on top of him.

     “Hop to it bunny,” Chan smacked her ass playfully before laying back and holding onto her hips. 

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Abundance (XIX)

— summary: You never expected that you would end up adopting a hybrid, and if someone had told you that you would end up with seven? Well, you would have thought they were crazy. But here you are, with three different packs of hybrids that don't get along – but all want to stay with you. Yeah, it turns out crazy is an understatement.

— pairing: hybrid bts x human f!reader — genre: fluff, angst, smut — warnings/content: explicit sexual content! handjob (lol), mild sub!tae vibes — word count: 8.3k Part: I / II / III / IV / V / VI / VII / VIII / IX / X / XI / Find more chapters here!

Early access to chapter 20 and 21 can be found in the author’s note at the end!

You squirm, grumbling in your sleep, as a hot puff of air hits your throat. Twisting your head to the side does little to deter the ticklish sensation, something soft brushing along the slope of your neck.

The comfortable weight resting over your hips won’t allow you to flip over on your side to escape, but you’re too warm and cosy to bother opening your eyes to find out who’s keeping you trapped.

You’re being scented gently, almost timidly, and it slowly begins to lull you back to sleep.

The tender motion of someone nosing at your throat and nuzzling against your skin in the morning has become familiar to you by now, as it’s a certain bunny hybrid’s favourite way of waking you up.

The weight on your middle shifts, and you reach blindly for long soft ears as you mutter out a slurred, "-Jeongguk?" 

You get a short, petulant whine in response, a set of sharp canines nipping at your throat. 

"I’m not a bunny." 

The bite isn’t hard enough to break skin but it startles you all the same, any chance of falling back asleep washed away as you blearily open your eyes. You blink once, twice, as the halo of deep orange blocking your vision begins to shift into focus.

Taehyung’s messy hair is falling into his face from where he’s perched over your hips, his hands resting besides your shoulders, caging you in. He peers down at you with dark, unreadable eyes, fox ears flattened to his head. 

"Tae?" You murmur, drowsy and confused.

You stifle a yawn behind your hand, tiredly rubbing your eyes. It feels like you’ve awoken from a long coma, your body heavy with exhaustion.

The last week has been intense to say the least, all the work you missed by helping Seokjin and Jeongguk with their ruts practically being shoved down your throat the moment you stepped back inside your office. 

You’ve been pulling sixteen hour days for a week to catch up, only coming home to sleep and wash up before hurrying back to the firm. It’s been miserable and you’ve missed the boys terribly, but the hard work has thankfully paid off. All of your less important cases have been dealt with and now you have the entire weekend off to spend time with them. 

Taehyung's face twists at the sound of his name. His voice is meek, little more than a whimper, as he asks, "Are you disappointed that it’s me? If you’d rather have Jeongguk here, I can go get him."

The look Taehyung gives you makes your heart ache something fierce, the little distance between the two of you suddenly feeling much too far. 

"What? No, Taehyung, of course not!" You scramble to push yourself up on your elbows, shocked that he would ever think so.

You reach up to gently cup his face in your hand, smoothing your thumb across his cheek as you try to catch his gaze. Taehyung leans into your touch, a sad pout pulling on his lips as he noses against your wrist, breathing in your scent.

His eyes flicker up to meet yours before he looks away, his shoulders hunching with hesitation as he quietly asks, "Show me?"

It hits you then, just how inattentive you’ve been to the other boys after Seokjin and Jeongguk’s rut passed. You were intimate with one pack and then practically disappeared for a week. It’s no wonder Taehyung feels insecure, you haven’t been able to reassure him or his instincts that you want him just as much as the rest.

The realization feels like a punch to the gut.

You should’ve seeked him out sooner to make sure he was okay, to make sure he felt wanted, especially when the incident with Jeongguk and the weasel hybrids is still such a fresh wound.

"Oh, Tae," You let out a quiet breath, covering the guilt simmering under your skin with a tender smile. "I’ll show you as many times as you need me to."

You slowly guide his face towards your own, your fingers following the curve of his jaw until you have your thumb pressed against the mole on his lower lip.

Taehyung's ears do a curious twitch as you gently pull on the flesh, parting his mouth to make room for your own. His breath hitches as you lean in, a sweet little eager sound leaving his lips as you press a chaste peck against them. 

Taehyung’s eyes flutter closed as you kiss him again, his cheeks flushing pink as you murmur a soft handsome into his skin. The fox hybrid’s tail swishes happily back and forth behind his back as you pepper light kisses everywhere you can reach, from his jaw to the tip of his nose.

Taehyung chases after your mouth when you draw back, capturing it in another kiss. He immediately tries to deepen it, tongue brushing against your lips in hopes that you’ll let him in. You willingly part them, licking into his mouth as the fox hybrid melts against your body, his stomach vibrating with low content purrs. 

You curl one hand around Taehyung’s neck, cupping the back of his head as the other settles on his shoulder, pulling him closer.

Taehyung lets out a soft moan as you kiss him with a little more intent, more passion, too distracted by your lips to notice how your eyes flutter open. He doesn’t seem to mind that you awkwardly throw a leg over his back, the duvet impeding your full range of motion.

The wet smack of your lips disconnecting as you pull back makes the simmering heat in your belly flare up. Taehyung’s eyebrows furrow as he loses your touch, his rosy lips puckering subconsciously as he blindly seeks you out.

You can hear the telltale signs of a whine building in his throat but before he can get too upset, you tighten your hold around his body, using the leg you have over his hip as leverage to flip him over.

Taehyung stares up at you with big eyes as he finds himself pressed against the bed. His orange hair is splayed around him on your pillow, looking messy and wild after your wandering hands.

The pure surprise on his face makes you giggle.

You peck his cheek, pulling back just in time as your hands settle on his waist, fingertips lightly tickling his sides. Taehyung jerks forward, a burst of laughter leaving his mouth as his brain catches up with what your unrelenting hands are doing.

"Y/n, ah–!" He wheezes, squirming on the bed as he tries to escape from the light touches fluttering all over his torso. A mischievous grin settles on your mouth as you realize the leg around Taehyung’s waist is keeping him trapped, the fox hybrid having no other option but to endure your tickling.

Taehyung’s bright laughter fills your bedroom, the infectious sound making you join in as you watch him attempt to shimmy away from your wiggling fingers.

He squeaks as you find a particularly sensitive spot on his stomach, his tail whipping wildly against the bed. The array of snorts and cackles that Taehyung lets out is like music to your ears, the insecure and vulnerable look in his eye nowhere to be found as they scrunch up with laughter. 

There’s a new glow to the fox hybrid’s golden skin when he manages to capture one of your hands, trapping it against his chest. He flashes you a bright grin as you futilely try to yank it back, using the moment to catch his breath after your intense onslaught.

You pout, zeroing in on his exposed neck. As you shift your weight, ready to lean forward in hopes that tickling his neck will free your trapped fingers – Taehyung seems to read your mind. Something wild flickers in his gaze before he surges up, the sudden burst of energy throwing you off balance. In a flash, you find yourself back where you started, Taehyung once again hovering over you. 

Your attempts to wrestle him back down are useless, his limbs rooted in place even as you try with all of your might to flip him back over. Your struggling does little but get rid of the duvet, the thick blanket kicked aside as you squirm and huff under Taehyung’s body. His bare legs are flush against yours, warm, as the heat from his skin seeps into yours. 

"Tae," You whine, finally flopping down with an exhausted sigh as you realize you have no chance of overpowering him. 

"What?" Taehyung tilts his head, blinking down at you with faux innocence. His ears are standing straight with attention, twitching with every little sound you release. 

You give him an unimpressed look, eyeing how his tail lazily swishes behind his back in victory. 

Taehyung snickers, his expression melting into something a bit more smug – pleased, as he takes in your ruffled appearance. "You’re the one that wanted to play. It’s not my fault you’re a sore loser." 

You roll your eyes, suppressing the smile tugging at your lips.

"Well … You’re too strong! Frankly, it’s a little–" You raise your hips up in an attempt to flip him again, your brain stuttering as the movement causes you to bump against something hard, "–unfair?"  

Taehyung lets out a soft moan at the contact, eyelashes fluttering as he ducks his head. 

"Are you…?" You trail off. Your cheeks grow warm at Taehyung’s weak nod. 

"It’s my instincts," He admits in a low whine, arms flexing as he digs his fingers into the mattress. "I can’t help it. You were acting like prey, uh, squirming around like that. " 

You hum under your breath, taking a moment to collect your thoughts as you rub your hands up Taehyung’s arms, feeling his muscles strain under your touch.

You have to admit that Taehyung getting turned on by your little wrestling match is, well, hot. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with him being affected by his instincts but the fox hybrid seems to think otherwise, his ears pulled back in shame. 

You simply refuse to allow him to think so lowly of himself.

"Can I touch you?" You ask. You slowly drag your hands up from Taehyung's arms to his chest, resting your palm above the harsh thud of his heart.

"Do you really want to?" Taehyung’s dark eyes shine with uncertainty as they meet yours. 

"Yes."

You keep your gaze locked on his, making sure your intent is clear as you raise your hips just enough to brush against his hard cock.

Taehyung’s arms wobble at the contact. A low keen leaves his mouth as his hips jerk automatically, chasing your body for more friction. 

Your circle one arm around his back, pushing between his shoulder blades to bring him closer. Taehyung scrambles to comply, making room for himself between your legs as you pull him into another kiss. He moans as your hand trails from his chest to his stomach, the light scrape of your nails making him shiver. 

The short second you pause as you reach the waistband of Taehyung’s shorts has him breaking away from the kiss, panting against your mouth as he whines out a desperate please. 

You steal a peek at his face, just to make sure he’s still okay as your hand slides under the elastic and the sight that greets you almost knocks the breath out of your chest.

Taehyung looks wrecked. His skin is flushed, burning hot, eyes glossy with want as he rasps out another plea for you to do more. 

His mouth falls open as you lightly rub the head of his leaking cock, hips buckling as you reach down to grasp him properly. The cramped angle is a little awkward but Taehyung doesn’t seem to mind it, whines and moans filling the air between you as you pump his length.

The slide of your hand is loud, lewd, in the otherwise quiet room. You thumb at his leaking tip with every upstroke, collecting the steady dribbles of precome in your hand to make the glide easier.

Taehyung moves against your fist, whimpering, as your slick palm forms a hot and wet hole for him to thrust into. 

"S-so good, fuck," Taehyung growls as you tighten your hand, squeezing around his throbbing cock. He dives down to recapture your mouth, the kiss sloppy and hungry as he nibbles at your lips. 

You’re hot and flustered, dizzy almost, from having Taehyung so close. You can’t see his cock but you can feel it – how sensitive it is, how well it responds to every little thing you do. You swallow thickly at the steady stream of whimpers leaving Taehyung’s mouth, the fox hybrid following your lead so well it drives you a little crazy.  

When you stroke faster, Taehyung snaps his hips quicker. When you tighten your hold to massage the base of his cock, he slows down, whimpering but complying. He’s just so eager to please.

It makes your mind stray places it shouldn’t, heat pooling in your belly as you wonder just how obedient he can be for you. Lost in thought, your grip grows a little slack, and the steady pressure around Taehyung’s frantic thrusts disappears with it. 

The fox hybrid’s body stutters, a distressed chirp leaving his lips as he mouths over your cheek.

"Y-n, please, please–" 

"Sorry, Tae, I got you," You whisper.

You slide the hand on his shoulder to the nape of his neck, burying your fingers into the soft orange locks there. You tug lightly at his hair, increasing the speed and pressure around his cock.

Taehyung’s stomach tenses with every brush of your knuckles against his skin, his release so so close. 

Taehyung nudges your head back, biting into the delicate skin on your throat with more force than normal. He soothes it immediately with his tongue, the wet drag leaving a delicious sting behind. 

"You’re doing so well for me, Tae," You breathe, choking on a moan as he repeats the action with even more fervour. You can see his tail swishing madly behind his back, high keens filling the back of his throat with every stroke of your slicked fist.

Taehyung is trembling, his whole body taut as he strains to keep up with your hand.

You suck your bottom lip between your teeth, confused, as another flurry of choked pleads suddenly falls from his mouth. There’s nothing stopping him from coming, and yet he’s holding back – waiting – for something. 

Taking a leap of faith, you use the grip on his hair to angle his head up, bringing his ear close to your mouth. You press a sweet kiss to his earlobe, tightening your fist around his cock before you murmur out a quiet, "Good boy." 

Taehyung’s head snaps back with a gravelly, desperate moan as his body tips over the edge. His hips stutter as he grinds into your palm, shuddering as ropes of come spill from his cock. 

You relax your grip, gently stroking him through his release as another spurt drips past your fist, pooling on your stomach. The sensation makes your core throb.

You tamp down the urge to grind against the leg Taehyung has pressed against you, forcing your gaze to wander from his blissed out expression to the dull colour of your wall instead. This was about making Taehyung feel good, wanted – your own needs can wait. 

Taehyung’s head lolls back down as you release his cock, lightly trailing your fingertips along his shaft one last time before you let your hand fall away. His breaths are heavy, chest heaving as he tries to recover from his intense orgasm. 

You tuck Taehyung's face back into your neck, smoothing your fingers through his hair and scratching at the base of his ears as you wait for his breathing to slow down. He nuzzles into your skin, happy rumbles trickling from his chest as he noses against the marks he left there. 

"How do you feel?" You hum. 

"‘m feeling good," Taehyung mumbles against your throat, his bushy tail giving a few lazy flicks against your leg. 

Your smile quickly morphs into a grimace as you shift a little to your side, noticing how the wetness on your stomach has started to cool. You gently nudge at Taehyung’s waist, pressing a peck to the side of his head as you say, "Let me clean us up a little." 

Taehyung lets out a small whine in protest, but another nudge has him tipping sideways, rolling on to his side. You reach out for the tissues on your bedside table while Taehyung curls an arm over your chest, pulling himself flush against your body. 

Making quick work of the sticky substance on your skin, you turn to Taehyung, gently cleaning him up as best you can while he happily scents your shoulder. 

You bunch the tissues up, throwing them in what you hope was the thud of your trash bin.

Turning back to the fox hybrid plastered against your side, you bring a hand up to frame his face, kissing him softly. Taehyung melts pliantly into it, letting you keep the rhythm unhurried and tender as you both wind down. 

A few minutes pass of Taehyung being putty under your lips before he suddenly jerks back, eyes big as his ear twitches in the direction of your door. 

He listens to the footsteps coming up the stairs, a sheepish smile blooming on his red-bitten lips as he confesses, "I was supposed to come and wake you up for breakfast." 

You snort, shaking your head as Taehyung grabs your hands to haul you up. 

"You can blame it on me," You grin, smoothing out Taehyung’s sleepwear to the best of your abilities. You both really need to get cleaned up and changed before you see the rest of the boys for breakfast. 

Taehyung leans closer, his dark eyes sparkling with sincerity as he murmurs, "Thank you, Y/n." 

"Always," You smile.

Taehyung surges forward to plant a wet smack against your cheek, giggling at the startled sound you make as he scoots off the bed. He hurries to the door, throwing a bright grin your way and a rushed "hurry downstairs!" before the door clicks shut behind him. 

You throw a fond look at the closed door as you get out of bed, happy that you accomplished your goal. You know it'll take more to make sure Taehyung feels confident in your relationship, but you hope it’s a start on the path to make him feel secure and loved. 

Letting out a small sigh, you grab a change of clothes from your dresser. You have a lot to make up for, with both him and the rest of the guys.

You shuffle across the room, twisting the door open as you bend your neck, satisfying little pops cracking in your ears as you try to loosen up the tightness there. Your head is nearly touching your shoulder when you find yourself face to face with Yoongi, the cat hybrid tilting his own accordingly until he meets your eyes.

"What are you doing?" Yoongi raises his eyebrows, amused. 

You straighten your neck, rolling your shoulder back as you ignore the heat creeping up your cheeks.

"Stretching," You pout. 

"Why? Are you tense?" Yoongi steps closer, curling a slender hand behind your neck. He frowns as he gently digs his fingertips into your muscles, eyeing your expression as he skillfully massages the sore area.

You feel your eyes flutter as he reaches a particularly sore spot.

Maybe you strained your neck a little too much with Taehyung, but how could you not devour those pretty pink lips when they were right in front of you? 

"Ah," Yoongi muses, tilting your head, "I guess this is why." 

You suck in a breath as he presses his thumb against one of the fresh marks on your throat.

Yoongi lets out a displeased rumble as he studies the faint bruising blooming on your skin, tail flicking with annoyance behind his back. The grip around your neck tightens just a smidge, just enough to lock you in place as he leans in.

Yoongi regards you with narrowed eyes, pupils pulled into thin slits as he takes in your dishevelled appearance. It almost makes you feel like a scruffed kitten, like he caught you doing something naughty.

"I wanted to see what was taking the fox so long, but–" Yoongi’s nostrils flare as he sniffs around your neck, a low hiss sounding under his breath as he moves lower, a particularly potent smell lingering near your stomach.

"Mystery solved, I suppose." 

Yoongi’s lip curls as he draws back, ears falling flat against his head. He looks miffed at the discovery of what you and Taehyung were up to, but you can tell that’s not all there is to it. There’s a layer of hurt there too, a hint of sadness in the heavy breath he lets out. 

You twist a hand into the soft knit Yoongi’s wearing, tugging at it.

Yoongi’s tail swishes at the contact, his mouth forming a soft pout. The fingers on the back of your neck twitch, like he isn’t sure he should keep holding on to you or not.

"Talk to me?" You ask softly, dragging him a step closer.

Yoongi grumbles something under his breath, his posture slumping as he instinctively leans towards your warmth. 

"What?" You whisper.

Yoongi looks away, words a little jumbled as he mumbles, "I missed you." 

"Yoongi..." You breathe, reaching out to cradle his face.

You really didn’t expect to have your heart crushed twice in one morning.

You pull him into a gentle kiss, smiling against Yoongi’s lips as he holds you still, the steady grip on your neck not letting you move an inch. It’s slow and sweet, the way he parts your lips, slotting them perfectly against his own. 

You let your hand explore the strong curve of his jaw, the softness of his pale cheeks, everything you didn’t have time to map out the first time you kissed.

When you eventually have to lean back to breathe, you ghost your lips over Yoongi’s, hoping he can feel the sincerity in your words as you say, "I missed you too, I really did."

"I’m sorry I haven’t been around much this week. Work has been rough, but I shouldn’t have let that come in the way of us spending time together. I can’t promise I’ll be perfect right away, but I am going to try my best to balance everything a little better." 

"Y/n," Yoongi shakes his head with a small sigh, "You’re doing good." 

He presses a quick peck to your lips, levelling you with a look as your mouth purses in silent protest. 

"You’re working hard to house and feed us, and yeah, sure, it sucks that you can’t be at home as much as we’d like, but we understand. No one else has ever put as much effort as you are into making sure we’re happy and comfortable, so don’t worry too much about us, okay? Just, focus on yourself first. That’s all we ask." 

You melt into Yoongi’s embrace as he wraps his arms around you, muttering out a wobbly okay.

He holds you securely against his chest, tucking his nose into your hair to breathe in your calming scent. Yoongi never thought he would experience a scent that soothes him as much as Jimin’s, that smells like home – but yours do. The thought alone is enough to calm down the jittery edge that’s been clinging to his instincts for the past week, low purrs rumbling in his chest.

You rub your face into Yoongi’s sweater, discreetly trying to wipe away the tears prickling in your eyes. You will do better, you’re going to stand by your promise – but still, it’s comforting to hear that they don’t hate you for spending so much time away from home recently.

"You feeling okay?" Yoongi slowly releases his hold, stepping back to look you in the eye. 

"I’m fine," You murmur, clearing your throat of the thickness lingering there.

Yoongi hums, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. 

"Go get ready then, I’m sure the others are dying to see you." 

"Y/n, where should I put this?"

You glance up, squinting against the sun to make out Namjoon’s outline through the rays of light.

"Anywhere will do, Joon. Thanks for grabbing it for me," You nod in the direction of the other garden tools, brushing the dirt off your hands as you flash him a grateful smile. 

"My pleasure," Namjoon grins, tail swinging happily behind his back. 

You watch as he turns, blocking the light momentarily as he hefts the bag of soil more securely over his shoulder, biceps straining under the black t-shirt he’s wearing. Judging by how buff Namjoon looks, it seems that the workouts they’ve been trying to rope you into doing with them have been paying off, the sight of a particularly prominent vein in his arm causing your mouth to run dry. 

You swallow thickly as the wolf hybrid places the bag on the ground with a soft grunt, the flowers in front of you long forgotten.

"Be careful, Y/n-ie, otherwise you’ll catch flies." 

Blinking, you quickly avert your gaze from Namjoon’s bulging muscles, whipping around to stare at Hoseok. 

"W-what?" 

The dog hybrid gives you a knowing look from where he’s kneeling on the ground next to you. There’s a teasing smirk adorning his lips, his golden tail wagging with newfound interest.

"Shut up," You murmur, nudging his shoulder with your own. You fumble for the handheld shovel on the ground as Namjoon walks over, flustered that Hoseok caught you ogling his pack alpha. 

The wolf hybrid plops down on your other side, ears perked as Hoseok lets out a low snort.

"What’s up?" 

You pointedly do not look at the sculpted, tanned arm that reaches out for the hand rake in front of you, throwing Hoseok a narrowed gaze as he cheerfully says, "Nothing much. Y/n was just really enjoying the view." 

Namjoon makes a confused sound, the empty flower bed you’re sitting in front of not offering much besides the large bay windows looking into the living room. He tilts his head back, watching the sparse fluffy clouds drift by, the sun on his back wrapping around him like a warm hug.

"The sky does look pretty today," Namjoon agrees, oblivious to the death glare you’re giving his packmate.

"Sure does!" Hoseok chirps. 

His tail hits the grass with quick thuds, clearly enjoying the flustered state he’s put you in. Hoseok’s eyes sparkle with mischief as he continues, "Y/n, I’m sure Joonie would love to hear what–" 

"Wow, look at these pretty flowers!" You interrupt him, face growing warm under the smug smile you get in return. You busy yourself with dragging the cluster of nursery plants closer, avoiding Hoseok’s gaze as you push the small shovel to his chest.

"We should get them settled into their new home while the sun is still out, don’t you think?" 

The reminder seems to snap Namjoon out of his cloud watching, the wolf hybrid letting out a startled, "Oh, right!" as he turns back to the plants. He’s too busy trying to figure out how to use the garden rake to notice the fond looks you and Hoseok send his way.

You bite your lip, stifling a giggle, as you wonder how you ever could’ve thought of Namjoon as intimidating. It’s hard to picture the calculating gaze and imposing presence you felt at the shelter when the hybrid in front of you is just so – cute.

Namjoon is hunched over the bed, making himself small in front of the delicate flowers as he attempts to crumble the soil for them. A wrinkle appears between his brows as the tool only grazes over the surface, his grey ears twisting back in confusion when it doesn’t work.

Gently, you reach out to take Namjoon’s hand in yours, turning the rake over in his grip. The wolf hybrid perks up when he once again tries to drag it over the hard soil, the tines actually digging into the ground this time. Namjoon’s tail begins to wag as he rakes the soil, a soft look of wonder on his face as old, buried roots come to the surface. 

You know the boys haven’t had it easy in the past, but you really hope that the new experiences they make with you can lessen that hurt over time. You really haven’t met anyone – human or hybrid – who are as good as they are, and you’ll be damned if you don’t try your best to make them happy. And if gardening can do that for Namjoon, then you’re willing to convert your bedroom into a greenhouse if that’s what it takes. 

Your heart skips a beat as you take in the pure joy shining on Namjoon’s face as he fluffs up the soil, his fingertips stained with dirt. You can’t help but lean in, chest tight with love as you plant a kiss on his cheek. 

"Thank you for helping me," You smile, heart fluttering as he sends you a bright grin in return, dimples on full display. 

"Of course," Namjoon preens, chest puffing out as he digs into the soil with even more energy than before. 

A low whine has you glancing to your left, Hoseok giving you his best pout as he tilts his head, angling his cheek in your direction.

The intense scenting and kissing session you received before breakfast honestly left you in a bit of a drunken daze, your mind scrambled after trying to keep up with five needy hybrids. You know that’s why Hoseok refused to let up on his teasing before, it isn’t often he can do so without you returning the favour, but that doesn’t mean you’ll let him get away with it now that the spring air has started to clear your head. 

You send him a puzzled look, feigning ignorance as you mouth a confused 'what?'

Hoseok stares at you, dumbfounded by the sudden turn of events, as you turn back to the flowerbed with a small shrug.

You have to tamper down a smug smile of your own when Hoseok seems to catch up to what you’re doing, whiney grumbles being muttered under his breath as he realizes you’re ignoring him in retaliation for earlier. You’re not cruel, it’s not like you can deny them kisses for very long, you’re just, hm, saving it, as reward for when he finishes digging up his part of the bed.

You watch him begin to shovel out of the corner of your eye, tuning out his weak complaints as you focus on your own patch. Namjoon’s excitement is infectious and you honestly can’t wait to see how the garden is going to look once you’re done with it. The old owners didn’t care for it much, letting most of the plants rot and wilt away, but you don’t mind that too much. The new garden is going to be something you’ve created together with the boys, and it’s going to be so much more satisfying seeing the space blossom and thrive the more love you collectively pour into it. 

"This is such a mess," Hoseok sighs. He eyes the flowerbed distastefully as he flips over another spot of old dirt. 

"Hmm," You lean back, tapping your shovel against the soil as you pretend to think, "I wonder what made it so messy? Surely it couldn’t have been because of two grown hybrids stomping around in it, trying to spy–" 

"Tae!" Namjoon suddenly calls out, neck splotched pink with embarrassment. 

A few slow seconds pass with no reply, Taehyung nowhere to be seen. Just as you’re about to nudge Namjoon to tease him for trying to divert your attention, you hear the sound of pattering feet rushing over the grass, a series of high pitched barks calling out from the other side of the garden.

You watch, stunned, as a copper fox runs straight into Namjoon’s arms, squirming around in his lap until the wolf hybrid gently hugs it to his chest. It yips as if asking him to play, giving his jaw a few quick licks while it rubs his snout all over Namjoon’s neck.

"Not right now," The wolf hybrid shakes his head, amused, as he lovingly pets the thick, orange fur. 

The fox – Taehyung, your mind unhelpfully supplies a little late – gives a low snort, clearly unhappy that his alpha won’t indulge him right away.

His fox form is just as pretty as you remember. Taehyung has a long rich orange fur that fades into white near his stomach, his bushy tail sprinkled with black hairs that make the copper look even more vibrant. His pointed ears and small legs are dipped in black, his body agile and nimble as he somehow manages to slip out of Namjoon’s strong hold like it’s nothing. 

You hold your breath Taehyung as immediately scurries over to you, tail swishing as he flops down on the available patch of grass between your knees and the flower bed. He rolls to his back, looking more like a dog than a fox as he gives you a little wiggle, waiting to be pet. 

"Like this?" You ask, carefully burying your hand in the soft fur on his belly. Taehyung seems pleased as you begin to run your fingers through the silky hairs, low purrs vibrating in his stomach as you marvel at his pretty fur. 

"Look at our handsome boy," Hoseok coos. He reaches out to rub the narrow space between Taehyung’s fox ears, laughing as one of his hind-legs twitches in response. 

Taehyung looks blissed out from the attention, panting happily as you rub his stomach. You haven’t seen this side of the fox hybrid since the first time at the shelter, and it warms your heart that he finally feels comfortable enough to shift and let go even with the other packs around. 

You scratch Taehyung’s chin, grinning as you playfully say, "Do you know your hyungs are trying to use your cute little face as a distraction for ruining our flowerbed?"

Namjoon smiles sheepishly as the fox gives you a high, confirming yip in return. 

"It’s working, so I guess I can’t be too mad about it," You sigh, shaking your head in amused exasperation. 

You keep petting Taehyung for another minute until he seems to grow bored of it, his attention span a bit more fleeting in his shifted form. He rolls back over on his stomach, clambering up on his legs before he shakes his fur out. You’re not even sure if that’s something foxes do, or if he’s just picked it up from Hoseok and Namjoon over time. 

The fox walks a few laps back and forth, following the paved border along the bed as he sniffs at the freshly turned dirt. Hoseok notices the longing glances his packmate sends the disturbed soil, aware of his own instincts begging him to shift to dig around in it. 

He pats the ground to make Taehyung rush over to him, running a soothing hand over his spine as he gestures to the spot he abandoned his shovel. "There’s this root I can’t get up, it’s buried pretty deep, do you think you can get it for me?" 

You can practically see Taehyung’s entire body immediately honing in on the patch Hoseok pointed to, his tail swishing behind him in unbridled excitement. His ears are perked, focused, as he crouches low, belly to the ground.

His body tenses before he suddenly rushes forward, pouncing on the spot of dirt. He starts eagerly digging at the ground, scraping away the layers of soil surrounding the root in a few seconds. Taehyung has the entire thing uncovered in no time, his pointed snout shooting down to gnaw at what must’ve been roots from an old tree. His sharp teeth glint in the sun as he excitedly attacks the wood. A cracking sound fills the air as he chomps down on it, Taehyung's body going taut as he leans back, using his weight to pull it up. 

For a second the fox hybrid looks frozen, the root giving him more resistance than anticipated, but then it just gives – and Taehyung stumbles back, pulling out a root as thick as your arm from the dirt. 

"Well done, Tae," Namjoon beams, his chest rumbling with pride.

You cheer alongside his packmates, amazed that Taehyung managed to get rid of it that quickly. You shudder to think how many hours you would’ve been hacking away at it if you had to remove it yourself. 

Taehyung drops the root, yipping excitedly as he jumps around in the soil. He lets you all get in a few pets and a smooch between his furry ears as thanks before he shoots off, impatient to explore the rest of the garden. 

Smiling, you watch him scurry off, a streak of orange disappearing across the garden and into the thicker foliage near the back fence. Taehyung saved you all a lot of work, so now that the flowerbed is tended to and clear of anything that might impede the growth of the new plants, you can finally add in the fresh soil.

"Hobi?" The dog hybrid’s head whips around as you call his name, eyes hopeful.

"Can you help me with that bag of soil? I can’t lift it on my own."

You dust your hands, ready to rise up on your feet when Hoseok jumps up, gently pressing on your shoulder to make you stay seated on the ground.

"I’ll get it!" 

"Wait, it’s heavy–"  You turn around, warning tapering off as you watch the dog hybrid effortlessly heft the bag up in his arms.

Stunned, you watch as Hoseok carries it over without problem, no trace of a struggle visible on his face. He doesn’t make a sound as he picks up Namjoon’s rake, slashing the bag open before he spreads the soil as evenly as possible over the bed. 

Not even Namjoon, with his prominent muscles, looked this unbothered when he carried the bag for you earlier. You could tell he at least felt the weight of it on his shoulder, but it doesn’t seem like Hoseok registers it at all. You know that hybrids, regardless of their species, are genetically modified to be stronger than humans – but even so, the sight of Hoseok lifting a fifty litre bag of soil like it’s as light as a feather leaves you dumbstruck. There’s clearly a lot you still don’t know about the boys, and you have no clue how Hoseok has managed to hide that amount of strength away in his lithe build. 

"That’s, um, thank you," You stare up at Hoseok, a little lost, as he crumples up the empty plastic. 

"No problem!" He grins, ears perked as he resumes his spot. "Can I have a kiss now, too?" 

"Hmm, well, you did help, so …" You kiss the cheek that Hoseok keenly presents to you with a soft giggle, making sure to add another peck to the corner of his mouth in apology for teasing him earlier. 

Hoseok’s small dimples are carved into his cheeks when you pull back, the heart shaped smile turning your insides to mush.

He reaches out to tuck a piece of hair behind your ear, subtly brushing his wrist against your neck as he pulls back, making sure his happy scent lingers on your skin. Hoseok knows all too well that you can’t smell it or find comfort in it like the others, but that doesn’t mean he’s going to stop trying. 

"Y/n, where does this go?" Namjoon holds up a budding flower, the faintest hints of purple showing through the closed petals. 

"Anywhere you think it’ll look nice," You smile. "I picked out plants and flowers that all thrive in the shade, so the placement shouldn't matter too much." 

Namjoon lights up at that, his grey tail beating up a storm behind his back as he launches into describing where he thinks each plant would look best. He must’ve been thinking deeply about it while he was turning over the old soil. Seeing how enthused he looks as he places them all out, you wonder if he would enjoy learning more about it - maybe it would be possible to sign him up for a flower arranging course in town? Or a few lessons online? You’re definitely going to mention a few options to him later. 

"That looks pretty, Joonie," Hoseok compliments as his pack alpha finishes his positioning, small clusters of colourful flowers divided up between a variety of green plants. 

You echo his sentiment, already picturing just how lush and beautiful the flowerbed is going to look once everything sprouts and grows. 

"Thank you," Namjoon’s shy gratitude is filled to the brim with pride, the wolf hybrid beaming as he begins to dig the spot where the first flower will go. 

You hunker down in front of your own designated area, digging up the patches Namjoon marked for each new plant. There’s something tranquil about the fresh soil slipping through your fingers as you carefully pat down the dirt around the new flowers, a gentle calm settling over you as you listen to the welcoming tune of a faint birdsong in the distance.

You joke around with Namjoon and Hoseok as you plant the new flowers, happily listening to the boys retell what they’ve been up to for the past week. Namjoon in particular has taken to exploring the neighbourhood and the surrounding areas more, though you can’t quite figure out why he seems so bashful to admit it.

Before you can even think to ask, you’re interrupted by Taehyung running back over for more pets, the fox hybrid looking like he’s been rolling around in any available patches of dirt he’s come across. You can only watch, amused, as he’s gently scolded by Hoseok for getting so dirty, his whines only growing when Namjoon joins in too. 

"Hey!" Namjoon sputters as Taehyung sneezes him in the face, showing off his displeasure before he scampers off in the direction of the backdoor. 

Hoseok barks out a laugh at Taehyung’s cheeky retort and you have to cover your face as your snort, muffling the sound to the best of your abilities. You pretend you don’t see the narrowed look Namjoon gives you as he wipes his face, humming as you let your attention drift to the other boys hanging around the garden. 

Seokjin and Jeongguk are huddled near some bushes by the fence at the back, arguing loudly about what the correct type is. You just wanted to know if it would flower, but based on how long they’ve been slapping each other’s necks, you don’t think you’ll get a definite answer to that today.

You roll your eyes as Jeongguk wrestles Seokjin into a headlock, the bunny hybrid grinning victoriously as Seokjin lightly punches his stomach in retaliation.

Jeongguk’s smile falters as he glances up, meeting Jimin’s gaze from beneath the big tree in the middle of the garden. You watch as the hand Jimin was carding through his tail jerks, a small hiss carrying over the grass as he accidentally tugs on the delicate hairs.

Blushing, Jeongguk averts his eyes, loosening his hold on Seokjin in order to make the alpha jump back up, blocking Jimin from view as he squeaks about his packmate being a brat. 

This new thing between Jeongguk and Jimin is certainly interesting, to say the least. It doesn’t seem like the others have caught on to the strange tension that’s been growing between them ever since that night you found them huddled up on the couch together, limbs and tails intertwined. It has clearly left things between them awkward though, even if you’re not sure why. They seemed cosy enough when you stumbled across them and the friendships between the packs have been improving, but perhaps they need a bit more time to accept the sudden shift between them. 

Your gaze falls to Yoongi as he yawns, his dark eyes squinting disapprovingly up at the shade that has fallen over his resting spot. You were surprised when you first came outside to find the cat hybrid in his shifted form, a purring Yoongi wrapping himself between your legs for some pets before he eventually went off to take a nap somewhere hidden from view. He’s been steadily moving his way around the yard as you’ve been working, finding new spots to rest undisturbed.

Now though, you hold back a coo as the fluffy black cat slowly gets to his feet, stretching out his long body before he moves a little further into the garden, plopping down in the first patch of sunlight he finds. He curls into a little ball, delicately tucking his tail under his chin to bask in the pleasant spring warmth. 

You watch as one of Yoongi’s ears twitches, twisting towards the house, before you even manage to notice Taehyung yourself; the fox hybrid back in his human form as he quietly moves across the garden.

Taehyung approaches Yoongi’s resting figure carefully, eyes wide with wonder as he takes in his shifted form for the first time. He stops in front of Yoongi, orange tail swishing with interest behind his back as he slowly sinks to his knees.

You can barely make out one of Yoongi’s eyes cracking open to watch him, tail flicking with what you can only assume is annoyance at having his fifth nap interrupted.

Taehyung’s hands are folded in his lap, voice soft as he reverently says, "Hyung, your fur is so pretty." 

Yoongi watches Taehyung silently, pinning the younger hybrid under his gaze. He looks at him without blinking and you find yourself holding your breath, mirroring Taehyung subconsciously as the cat hybrid thinks - considers something. 

You’re not sure what you were expecting – for Yoongi to hiss maybe, definitely for him to just get up and leave – but he does, well, neither.

After a few tense seconds that feel horribly long, Yoongi simply just slides his eye shut, his tail stilling under his chin as he lets a gentle mrrp fill the silence between them.

"Are you sure?" Taehyung gasps, eyes lighting up as he reaches out, hand hovering over Yoongi’s back for a final confirmation. 

"Oh," You whisper, just as Hoseok sucks in a low breath behind your back. The scene in front of you has captured the attention of everyone in the garden, five pairs of curious eyes watching the unusual interaction unfold. 

Yoongi lets out another soft sound, something you can only describe as akin to a stuttered purr, to let Taehyung know it’s okay to touch him. To pet him. 

Taehyung looks enthralled as he lightly strokes Yoongi’s silky fur, fingertips barely even grazing the cat hybrid at the first few touches. He grows bolder when Yoongi repositions his head to get more comfortable, petting the alpha with a little more intent as he drags his fingers from the top of Yoongi’s head down to his lower back.

He just looks so happy, so content, as he continues to pet Yoongi to his heart’s desire. 

The sight truly makes you a little emotional. With how the boys acted when they got to the house, there was a point where something like this seemed more like a distant, unattainable dream than a possible future. Even though they eventually agreed to get along, there was never a promise of friendship, or closeness. There was never anything that alluded to this. 

You can hear Hoseok’s tail wagging at the sight, matching the grey blur of his pack alpha's in front of you. Seokjin and Jeongguk have calmed down too, the bunny hybrid resting his chin over Seokjin’s shoulder as he watches Taehyung and Yoongi with wide eyes.

They all seem pleased, at ease, to watch Taehyung take another step towards befriending Yoongi. Like it was just a matter of time before someone took the leap to start bonding between packs. 

Well, almost everyone. 

Jimin is silently seething beneath the tree, his dark eyes glued to Taehyung’s hand as it touches Yoongi over and over, and over again.

It's his expression that trips you up the most, the intensity there all too reminiscent of the look you saw him sporting earlier. You noticed it as they all rushed to greet you after you came down for breakfast – the way Jimin's face soured as he picked up traces of both Yoongi and Taehyung's scent on your body. He kept throwing odd looks their way, a permanent scowl on his face as he bit into his toast.

His displeasure was clear as day when Taehyung had reached for something across Yoongi's plate, their arms brushing together. The thing was though, Jimin wasn't watching Yoongi. During breakfast, he kept staring Taehyung down, lip curling whenever the fox hybrid touched someone.

You didn't recognize it then, but you do now. You can see it in the way Jimin’s tabby ears are pulled flat against his hair, strained hands clutching on to his fluffed up tail in what looks to be a painful manner. His eyes keep tracking Taehyung as he touches Yoongi, never wavering anywhere else.

It's jealousy, and it's practically rolling off him in waves.

The thing that confuses you the most however, is that while Jimin looks green with envy, you can't quite tell what's actually upsetting him more – the fact that Yoongi is allowing Taehyung to pet him, or that perhaps a tiny part of him wishes that he was the one getting touched by Taehyung.

a/n: Chapters 20 & 21 of "Abundance" are available on ko-fi! You can find them here: https://ko-fi.com/s/e95005a91d

so uhm ... hiii? i know it’s been a very long time since the last abundance update (18 months to be exact *cough*) but better late than never, right? it felt really weird returning to abundance after this long. even though i tried my best to recapture the old ‘feel’ of abundance, i still think i have some ways to go before i get fully used to writing this story again! i hope you guys can excuse any scenes that may feel a bit stilted or off while i get to know my characters again. but all of that aside – i’m so happy to be back. i really missed this story and my hybrid boys, and i missed you guys as well. 

how have you all been? did you enjoy the new chapter? please come talk to me in the comments (& remember to reblog, that helps me out a lot)!!

the next chapter will be posted in around three weeks time, but if you can’t wait then you can always read it early on my ko-fi! i would really appreciate the support!! 💖

see you all soon, stay safe! <3

[starshipsofstarlord]

Possession

klaus mikaelson works other tvd works masterlist

Summary -> klaus hates watching you talk with another man, even if it is his brother. and it his duty as the man that owns you to remind you of whom you belong to (1.4k)

Warnings -> 18+ minors dni, smut, fingering, unprotected sex, possessiveness, some toxicity, jealousy, brief mentions of death and turning, crying

Venom was poised on Klaus’ tongue as he watched his beloved, glaring daggers at her form as she watched Y/N laugh at something dismal that one of his brothers had said. She was supposed to remember that she belonged to him, she was his mere little human that was his own personal slave for affection.

He sat there, nostrils flaring, as he sipped out of the rich flute, placing it upon the side table before he hauled himself to his feet, stalking toward his girl. She was his, and she wasn’t allowed to forget that, he didn’t care if she was just being friendly, any niceties were reserved for him alone. Elijah sensed the homicidal distress radiating from his sibling, and chose it best to remain by Y/N’s side as Niklaus reached them. “Brother.” He greeted him, bowing his head respectively at the younger one of their family.

Despite the politeness, Klaus wished to scorn the smile that Elijah had caused from Y/N’s face; he had grown more possessive since becoming a hybrid and unlocking his werewolf side. “Get away from my woman, now.” He spoke slowly, reaching towards Y/N and dragging her into his arms as she gently shook. “It’s okay love, I’m here now. Cling to me all you want.”

And she did, her hands balling up the fabric of his shirt as her face rested lowly on his chest, remaining silent as Klaus forbade his brother from sharing the presence of them both in his art room. Because she was his little masterpiece that he had trained to mould around himself, he raised her chin so she was forced to look up at him, their eyes strongly meeting. Y/N knew that she would be in trouble if she broke the visual contact, she had to obey him, he was the one that controlled this relationship, and most times than not her too.

“You belong to me, do you understand that Y/N?” His interrogative enquiry made her physically gulp, but respectfully she nodded at the Original, allowing him to cradle her jaw in his powerful hands until they drifted down her neck, posing a little pressure to the area. “That’s my good girl.” He praised her, which made her utter an almost inaudible whimper, that made him smirk to himself. Oh, how he should have made Elijah stay so that he could witness how she folded under his demeanour, and how she knew that she was all his.

“Klaus.”

“That’s right, I want that to be the only name that every slips out from your pretty mouth.” He responded, leading her backwards until her back hit a wet canvas, the stroke of his artistic touch adorning the back of her clothing. “Can you do that love, can you only say my name for all eternity.” He still had yet to turn her, he was waiting until they were both ready for that level of commitment, but for now he was content looming above her, blocking her shadow from the eyes of anyone else.

“Yes. Of course, it shan’t be a problem.” He allowed her hands to trail up upon his shoulders, he walked his stature farther into her, trapping her against the material of the splattered canvas. “That’s my girl.” He smiled adoringly at her, meeting her lips lightly with his own before his actions escalated, and he grew hungrier for her touch. His tongue swept within her gasping mouth, holding her still so that he could execute his calculated attack.

Without need of any compliance from his little object, he raised her dress over her head, finding her completely nude underneath, just the way that he liked her to be. And perhaps that was a reason of many as to why he was startled by the sight of her and Elijah harmlessly conversing. He knew that whenever he wanted, her body was conveniently always prepared for him to take her as he pleased, and that was exactly what he intended to do.

Klaus tossed off his long sleeved shirt, exploiting his exterior to his girl who could only trail her hand down his toned stomach, but he grasped her wrist, shoving it away as he continued to strip down to his birthday suit. And now they were both undressed and ready for what he wanted, Y/N moaned surprised yet not by how he effortlessly hoisted her into his arms, and swooned her body against the wall beside them, his fingertips slipping down and down until they were teasing at her wet entrance.

They easily glided into Y/N’s walls, probing her insides with his long digits, two precisely, as he rested his nose into the crook of her neck, smelling how her blood boiled with arousal and finding it relaxing at how her pulse harshly raised from the contact he granted her with. “Look at how ready your body always is for me, it’s like you were made for me. My pretty little thing.” His words did something to Y/N, made her insides twist as he supplied her with the most sufficient way that he could show her his love.

A whine tore out from Y/N’s throat as he respectfully removed his fingers, leaving her feel empty and dismal in his predator like grasp. However the emptiness was soon filled as he pushed his cock into her cunt, stretching her until she felt perfectly full. It must have been some sick joke, he thought to himself and hid his deviant chuckle in the rasp of a groan; it was really as though his mother had endured she was born into the world in the time he needed her most. He was all he wanted, and it was his duty to ensure that Y/N felt the same way about him.

If she didn’t then there would be nothing to stop all hell from breaking loose, sincerely by the hybrid of course. But he was convinced he had nothing to worry about considering the present as he fucked her without an inkling of guilt or compassion for the fact that one day he would make her like him. “Klaus, holy fuck.” Her head collided back into the wall, no doubt giving her an ache within her head, but he only found it that much more attractive as she became significantly more dazed from the hit on her noggin and the strength behind his starved thrusts.

“Hardly holy.” Klaus corrected her, he was the deepest sin that she had ever committed, and ever would. She was wrapped around him like a shawl, clinging onto dear life until she allowed him to take the humanity of it away. She passionately kissed his neck, biting it as though she was growing her vampiric appetite before she actually turned. “Though your cunt feels like heaven.” He muttered, smirking as he thought that nobody would every see her in this state. This was his Y/N, the goddess of his greediest desires, and he would never allow her to slip away.

“Can I cum, Klaus, please?” There were tears of diamond stimulation in Y/N’s gorgeous eyes, it was as though she was compelled by his swift and jarring movements, pleading for his permission to let her release the sparking build up that was daring to explode within her body. “Please, please, please. Want to cum all over your perfect cock.” Oh did she now? Well that was no surprise, it never was, and she always held it together until he allowed her to release, as she knew the consequences if she didn’t. It wasn’t her orgasm, it belonged to him, and she wasn’t allowed it unless he granted her the lustful wish that was laced elegantly in her mind.

“Cum for me Y/N, I want to feel you cum all over me love.” Not even an instant passed and he felt her walls contract gratefully around him, washing her everlasting attraction for the man that owned her onto his length. Once she had finished her orgasmic bliss, he only fucked her harder, causing tears to dribble from her eyes, not stopping until he filled her to the hilt and emptied his cum deep within her. And although they had both finished he refused to put Y/N down, he just wanted to hold her, in this haven alone, sweetly stroking her hair as he thought that he was the luckiest man undead. He had her, and she was all his.

[konigsblog]

pup!gaz+soap+reader is now rotting my brain :(

tw: forced rape, rape and pregnancy, dead dove do not eat, hybrid (dog-human).

- pls don't complain about me writing dark content, it's annoying having to explain how to scroll past stuff you don't like in thirty different ways because some people can't simply block or scroll 😒

simon and price allow their pups to have little dates together, some fun and perhaps a little fucking and breeding here and there... ;3

price is cruel, the way he acts makes you thankful that he's not your owner, that you have simon to take care of you. it was price that came up with the idea of breeding, and simon wasn't against it either...

you knew that your holes would be used on repeat, a fleshlight for the other dog hybrids to abuse... they wanted more hybrids, some little pups to watch you nurture in a motherly way... that's not so much to ask for, is it? :(

simon guided johnny's hips in and out your hole, price pushing your head down against the ground and cupping your mouth while they ordered johnny to take advantage of you and fill your pretty cunt with thick, potent seed! they watched as your eyes rolled back and you cried out. tears rolling down your cheeks while you pleaded with gaz with your eyes to help you. :(

johnny only cried with you, feeling guilty for inflicting pain onto your poor, poor body...

they had gaz fuck into you. your back against the ground instead and simon and holding your thighs open, while price wrapped his hands around gaz's waist, fucking into you. price only took it a step further when he took out his own fat dick, and began rutting into gaz to encourage him to fuck you harder and faster.

johnny even had to be restrained because he was growling and attempting to scratch kyle, price and simon for getting too close to his favourite possession. you were supposed to be johnny's toy to use, so that he wasn't constantly humping simon... :(((

they watched you cry and whine, letting the pups feed off of you. you only looked at simon with watery eyes, his boot pressed against your cheek and johnny moving the puppies around so they all got fed.

[libingan]

— wolf’s den. (3)

summary: after finding yourself lost in the forest, you accidentally stumble across a wolf’s den. unfortunately for you, his intentions are dark and possessive—he's chosen you to be his mate, dragging you into a nightmarish world where escape seems impossible.

cw: kidnapping, dark content, noncon/dubcon, wolf hybrid! ghost x bunny hybrid! reader, sex is mentioned lol

a/n: i keep forgetting to add the fuckin summary yall HAHSHWSHW this chapter is p short bc i got errands to run and i wanted to finish my idea before i went out

i alr have the entire story plotted out, it has five chapters lololol

part two | part four

simon's relentless determination became a daily ordeal. every night, and often during the day, he would take you, his desire insatiable, his possessiveness unyielding. he claimed you whenever he wanted, wherever he wanted, showing no regard for your feelings or your pleas. the wolf hybrid had you in every position imaginable, on every surface of the house. the bed, the kitchen table, the floor, even against the walls – no place was off-limits. each encounter left you more exhausted and hopeless than the last.

you found yourself falling into a routine, your days blending into a cycle of submission and survival. simon’s dominance was overwhelming, his presence a constant reminder of your captivity. the way he looked at you, his intense gaze always watching, always assessing, sent shivers down your spine. his touch, though rough and possessive, had a way of igniting a primal part of you, a part that you despised.

your feelings were a whirlwind of confusion and despair. you hated him for what he was doing to you, for the way he had taken away your freedom. yet, a small part of you, the part that craved touch and connection, found itself responding to his relentless advances. you felt disgusted with yourself, your mind and body at war with each other.

it wasn’t long before you started noticing changes in your body. nausea in the mornings, heightened sensitivity to smells, and an unfamiliar heaviness settling in your lower abdomen. you knew the signs all too well – you were pregnant. the realization sent a wave of fear through you. the idea of carrying simon’s pups, of raising his children, was too much to bear.

the days stretched into a monotonous blur. you spent your time tending to the chores simon assigned you, his voice a constant, commanding presence in your life. “clean this,” he’d say, his tone leaving no room for argument. “cook me something to eat.” his orders were simple, but the way he delivered them, the way he watched you with that predatory gaze, made your skin crawl.

you had learned to grow accustomed to his routines, his expectations. despite how helpless you felt, you had to survive. there were moments when you almost forgot the fear, when you focused solely on the tasks at hand, blocking out everything else. but then simon would touch you, his hands rough and demanding, and the reality of your situation would come crashing back.

desperation clawed at you as you tried to find a way out. you couldn’t live like this, couldn’t subject your future offspring to the same fate. you had to escape, for their sake and yours. you waited for the right moment, for simon to leave on one of his hunting trips, your heart pounding with a mixture of fear and determination.

the day finally came. simon left early, his usual routine, and you knew this was your chance. you packed what little you could carry, your hands trembling as you moved swiftly and silently. every creak of the floorboards, every rustle of the trees outside, made your heart skip a beat. you couldn’t afford to be caught this time.

you slipped out of the house, your bunny ears twitching with every sound, your heart pounding in your chest. the forest seemed darker, more foreboding than before, but you pressed on, driven by a desperate need for freedom. you ran, your breath coming in ragged gasps, your legs aching with the effort.

hours passed, the forest blurring around you as you pushed forward. you didn’t stop until you were sure you had put enough distance between yourself and simon’s den. you collapsed against a tree, your body trembling with exhaustion and relief. you were free. for now.

simon returned home to an unsettling silence. his senses immediately told him something was wrong. he called out for you, his voice echoing through the empty house. there was no response. his heart raced as he began searching each room, his movements becoming more frantic with each empty space he found.

“where the fuck are you?” he growled, his temper rising. the realization that you had escaped dawned on him slowly, his anger boiling over. he tore through the house, overturning furniture, breaking anything in his path. his fury was palpable, a dangerous storm brewing within him.

by the time he reached the final room, his patience had snapped. he stood amidst the wreckage, his breath coming in harsh pants, his fists clenched at his sides. you were gone, and he knew he couldn’t easily find you in the vast expanse of the forest. he roared in frustration, the sound echoing through the empty house, a promise that he wouldn’t stop until he found you.

you might have escaped for now, but simon riley was a relentless hunter. and he would never rest until he had his mate back in his grasp.

[rekaning]

Not A Peep | Original Siblings x Mute!Child!reader

CW: Canon-typical violence, implied abuse of a child

Elijah watched as his brother tore into the man's throat. It was savage and gruesome and entirely unnecessary when draining him of his life blood would have sufficed.

Complete overkill.

And yet, Elijah reveled in the man's pained and horrified screams. Basked under the knowledge that all his cries for help were in vain. No one would be around for miles, Elijah himself had made sure of that.

"You couldn't contain yourself for one more bloody minute, Nik?"

Elijah let his gaze drift over to the stomping figure of his sister.

Rebekah's glare passed between both of her brothers but ultimately settled on Klaus, who held the whimpering man by the back of his bloodied neck.

Klaus rolled his eyes, scowl prominent, made more impressive with the fresh coating of blood dripping down his chin onto his navy blue Henley shirt.

"Why are you here Rebekah? I thought I told you to stay back with—"

His words caught in his throat as he spotted the small figure that had hidden behind his sister.

Wide, innocent eyes looked over in his direction before settling on the victim at Klaus' feet.

Elijah quickly strode over and blocked the young girl's view of the barbaric scene. He placed a gentle touch onto her tiny shoulder, his face devoid of the satisfaction it once held when looking at the man's bloodied form, and morphed into warm adoration as his brown eyes met the young girl's.

"You shouldn't be here, Baby Bird." His tone was soft and soothing. The young girl looked up at him, her eyes fluttering shut in contentment as Elijah's large calloused hands stroked her hair.

Rebekah huffed from behind the small girl, her hands landing pointedly on her hips, "That's what I told her!"

"So, pray tell, sister, why she's not where she's supposed to be?" Klaus growled from behind Elijah, the elder Mikaelson silently asking that same question with the hard look he threw to his little sister.

Before Rebekah could respond at her brother's unwanted tone, movement from the youngest of them caused the retort on the tip of her mouth to die out.

The young girl stood back from Elijah's gentle caresses as she moved her hands deftly, signing to the tall vampire before her.

Please don't be mad at her. I told her I would start to cry if she didn't let me.

Klaus had stepped away from the bloodied man he'd been maiming, leaving his trembling body where it was, confident that his prey wouldn't move from his spot on the ground. He'd moved closer to his brother once he'd wiped the remnants of blood from his chin, and caught sight of the child's signing.

Her wide eyes looked over to him the instant he came within view. Her eyes pleading for him to reserve his anger and judgment from Rebekah.

The hybrid knelt before her, hands reaching to cup her tiny face. Her small hands grasped his wrists and she nuzzeled her cheek against his right hand, a serene smile forming on her lips. Her eyes shone with such unconditional love and admiration for the vampire-werewolf before her, that Klaus himself found it difficult to maintain his irritation at Rebekah's failure to keep the child away.

"You still shouldn't be here, Little Wing. Elijah and I wish to keep you away from these...incidents."

Her brows furrowed and her lips formed into a pout. She slowly stepped away from his warm hands and began to sign once again.

Are you going to kill him?

Klaus looked over to his siblings briefly. Unspoken conversation passing between the three with ease. Centuries of sticking together through all manner of situations made them experts in the small tells and movements their siblings had.

Elijah was the one to answer, as he, too, genuflected before the child, tenderly taking her hand and resting it upon his lifted knee, stroking small circles on the back of her hand, "He must pay for the suffering and torment he has inflicted upon you, sweetling. He is not worthy of your compassion."

While she could see the form of said man from over Elijah's shoulder, the elder vampire held her full attention as she answered back.

I'm a bad person, too.

The three siblings went rigid at the girl's confession. Rebekah, mimicking her brothers as she fell to her knees at the young girl's side. She stroked a hand across the child's hair, "You are not. Why would you say something like that?"

Tears formed along the ridge of her wide eyes as she eyed each sibling before looking down at her hands before responding.

I'm not compassionate. I don't feel bad for him. I hate him. Doesn't that make me bad?

Their reactions were immediate. Each Mikaelson placed a hand upon the child in comfort. Rebekah held her right hand, Klaus held her left hand, and Elijah cupped her cheek once more.

"It makes you human, sweetling." Elijah's smooth baritone assured her warmly. his warm brown gaze held her own as he continued, "He has hurt you in a way no parent ever should. You have every right to hate him. That doesn't make you bad."

A single tear escaped from her eye. Klaus wiped it away with his finger. The child looked over at his brilliant blue hues.

"I can make you forget, if you wish."

Rebekah and Elijah looked at their brother sharply. Their protest dying on their lips as he held a hand up for them to allow him to finish.

His Little Wing cocked her head in confusion.

"I can make it so you would believe we compelled him to leave. That he packed his stuff and that he left this town, leaving you forever and never looking back." The hybrid glanced back at the passed out form of the man before turning his focus back toward the child, his eyes cold and unwavering, "I will make him suffer and beg for forgiveness. And he will die tonight."

His grip on her small hand tightened just a smidge, "I have killed and maimed for less, Little Wing. What he has done to you...it is unforgivable. My anger shall be your justice, my hands will deliver your judgment, but you need not remember this, if it will be a burden on your mind."

The girl looked down at her feet. The swell of adoration and love that bloomed across her chest was unlike anything she'd ever felt before. The fact that these three people, these vampires were showing her the love and care that she had sought from her father for years since her mother's death, was slightly overwhelming but it filled her heart with endless joy.

She thought back to all her moments with her father and the reality that every memory that crossed her mind was one of pain, hurt, or sadness sealed away any thoughts of redemption for him. Klaus was right. The knowledge of his death would haunt her mind. She didn't know if she was ready to carry that consciously with her, so she looked at him, eyes brimming with tears as she nodded her head, the hand Rebekah held coming free as she signed.

I want to forget.

He nodded. Elijah and Rebekah said nothing. Their brother had been kind enough to give the girl a choice and her decision had been made. So, they said nothing as Klaus turned the girl away from the body of her father. His blue eyes captured her gaze as he compelled the child.

Elijah and Rebekah stood from their kneeling, circling around so that the child would not glance back and see the bloody scene behind her.

Rebekah mumbled to her eldest brother, "I'm staying. I want to get a couple of hits in before Nik finishes him."

Elijah glanced briefly at his baby sister before staring back at the child, "Do throw in a few punches on my behalf. Perhaps a broken femur?"

The blonde woman smiled at his request, "Of course, brother."

Klaus stood from his position, their small ward's hand held in his. He looked to Elijah, having heard Rebekah's declaration of staying here.

"Sleepy yet, Baby Bird?" Elijah asked warmly.

As if on cue, the young girl yawned adorably wide. Her nose scrunched up cutesy as she blinked tiredly at the eldest brother. She smiled sheepishly before lifting her arms up in a clear sign for him to carry her.

Elijah did so without question, his arms securing her to his form. Her arms wrapped around his neck and she settled her head in the crook of his neck.

"We'll see you soon, Little Wing." Klaus whispered, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

"Sleep well, Birdie." Rebekah muttered as she placed a gentle kiss to the child's crown.

After quick glances of assurance to his siblings, Elijah sped away from the crime scene.

[vmpiires]

𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎

„𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓”

𝐂𝐖;; 18+ content, MDNI. afab!reader, obsessive!choso, masturbation, mentions of sex (?), praise kink (?), no uses of y/n. not proofread so i apologize in advance for any mistakes if they’re made.

: ̗̀➛ art creds by;; MAPPA. dividers are not mine, if you own these, you may claim them in comments.

: ̗̀➛ WORD COUNT;; 2.3OK

dark mode recommended

do not copy this plot. i’m perfectly fine with inspirations but give creds. if this plot his stolen in any way, the post will be taken down and you will be blocked.

𝐃𝐀𝐊𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 ✉️🖇️;; being on c.ai just gave me this idea. ya probably missed my smut so im back at it. here’s choso for everybody that asked (more of him coming up!) hope ya enjoyyyyy reblog to support meeeee and if you want more :D and merry christmas eve!!

another note: i was listening to “in for it” by tory lanez when writing this…i think it’s perfect. i was also listening to “from the start” by laufey…that inspired the plot also. also the (?) means that i listed the warning just in case it happens and i may change my mind mid story so still be cautious! (putting that in for my future stories) (some aspects inspired by: @chososdiscordkitten)

choso was lying on his bed and he was holding his phone. he was now looking over at his text messages and he saw that his “friend” was now texting him. that “friend” was you. he sighed softly and he put his phone down and let his hand travel down to between his legs.

he was already rubbing himself lightly ans slowly. he started to breathe in and out slowly. his body would become hot as he was thinking of you and how he wanted to have you back in his presence.

you and choso were really close. you met through his kid brother, yuji. the younger assumed that choso should try to go out and find himself some acquaintances to keep him occupied. it was also the right thing to do, considering that curses weren’t really accepted by society and he was a hybrid.

you both hit it off pretty quickly. you thought he was funny because of his awkwardness and tendency to get flustered every time you compliment him. he doesn’t hear those very often.

he had been thinking about all the different things he could say to you and he was just staring at your message with his thoughts swirling in his head like a storm. he also began to think of the possibility of you breaking his heart and the fact that you were probably talking to some other guy. you probably liked him better. he began thinking of how he can stop it before it starts. so you never leave him.

his fingers started to stroke his erection in a consistent rhythm and he was letting his thoughts takeover. he was imagining you with him and imagining you in a vulnerable position, wanting him and needing him

his strokes became faster and his breathing became more erratic, his body was starting to tense up as he couldn’t help but imagine you in every position. he let his mind become intoxicated by his lust and this sensation of losing control.

he was nearing the point of no return, he was taking heavy breaths and his body was tensing and relaxing in a consistent rhythm. he started to speak aloud and he would moan softly and he whispered your name under his breath, hoping no one can hear him.

he could feel himself getting close and his breathing was becoming faster and his voice now sounded like a growl as he let your name slip through his lips repeatedly. his breath was now hot and his body was tensing up and his fingers and fists were now clenching tightly as the sensation grew inside of him.

right before he could finish, he heard a knock on his door. choso sucked his teeth and covered himself with his blanket, slightly frustrated that he couldn’t completely satisfy himself without being interrupted. he would quickly try to slow his breathing before answering the door.

the door opens and yuji is standing there with an eager smile, “hey, did you wanna come to the mall with me and my friends later? i know it’s hot as hell out since it’s summer but we shouldn’t be inside all day.”

choso couldn’t see himself but he knew he was flustered and his chest was still moving up and down a bit quickly. it made yuji slightly suspicious.

“you sound outta breath, are you okay?”

“no—i mean, yes, i’m fine.” choso swallowed, running a hand through his hair. at this moment, choso didn’t have his hair up in his twintails like he normally did…part of that reason was because you mentioned that you liked him with his hair down and that he should wear that style a bit more often. it was also because he takes the rubber bands out of his hair after being out all day and wearing them as bracelets until the next time he had to leave the house.

“right,” yuji chuckled, “i’ll let you know when later if i’m still going.” the pink haired boy began to walk out of choso’s room but he quickly stopped him before the door closed.

“yeah?”

“is…you know who…gonna be there?” choso asked. the question alone made yuji smirk and lean against the doorframe in a goofy manner. it wouldn’t be a surprise if he picked this kind of stuff up from gojo.

“oh, yeah. she’ll be there.” yuji smiled. that’s when choso felt like he had to actually look like something today. he wanted to impress you. he wanted you to compliment him again. he wanted you to praise him. to give him the satisfaction that he had been craving from you for so long.

when yuji left the room, choso looked at his phone, reading the time. it was still a bit early in the morning. ‘9:15 AM’ the clock read. he’d glance down a the wallpaper on his phone, which was you and yuji smiling while eating some ice cream.

‘she’s so pretty…’ he thought. it felt like you were looking directly at him, the longer he stared at the photo, clearly hypnotized by your eyes and your smile. he needed you more than ever and he was gonna make it happen sooner or later.

choso got up and made his way to the bathroom to shower and clean the pre cum off of him. after he was done with his hygiene, he’d put his hair up in his usual twintails then he would put on something simple. a tan oversized sweater with a pair of joggers. he was a simple man and going out in a huge white robe and a gi wasn’t very ideal for the heat that was surging through the city.

a sweater and some joggers weren’t very ideal for this weather either but choso seemed to be fitting in very well…humans did the same thing. some of them.

when it was time to head out with yuji to go to the mall, choso was fully prepared to see you. the male would spray a few squirts of cologne on himself, fix his hair, and he even held out on putting on that eyeshadow that made him look like he didn’t get any ounce of sleep at all.

choso remembered you talking about spider lilies on your story. they came in beautiful colors that looked like they came from a fantasy world and you were in love with them. they were extremely rare and they had a deep meaning behind them.

though, he was aware that they were extremely rare, he was able to get his hands on them after searching around for a while. he found white and red spider lilies. he thought they were a pretty mix of colors. he was even lucky to get one that was white and faded into the usual deep red color like a gradient.

“who are those for?” yuji teased as he peered over at the four spider lilies that choso was carrying with him. the older male’s cheeks flushed a red color, hesitant on answering the question. he couldn’t lie to his brother so he decided to tell the partial truth.

“they’re a home decoration. they aren’t particularly for anyone. they’re for whoever wants them.” the male answered. yuji lifted an eyebrow. he thought it was a bit odd to buy flowers and carry them around until someone asked for them…but choso was still learning so yuji couldn’t blame him for being backwards.

when the two arrived at the mall, choso could see you sitting with nobara and megumi. megumi was spacing out, wandering around the area in circles while you and kugisaki were bumbling about what stores you were going to.

your head suddenly looks up, noticing choso and yuji standing a good distance away, pretty close to the entrance. when you put on a friendly smile and waved in their direction, he was pretty sure you were waving at him.

yuji and choso advance towards you and your other two friends and begin your plans for the day. plans like relaxing at the park or getting some sushi and udon came up. megumi remarking that yuji might stick one or sukuna’s fingers in his meal and call it a secret recipe.

while everyone talked, you noticed that choso was disassociated as usual, holding onto the spider lilies that he bought for you and zoning out.

“hey, how’d you get these?” you asked. choso’s heart skipped a beat when he felt your hand lightly brush against his when you attempted to touch the spider lilies. “they’re so rare.” you added.

“oh—uh…yeah.” choso mumbled. there was a silence. you knew choso was a quiet guy, so you didn’t force him to speak any more than he already had. you reach up and touch the flowers and your smile grows a bit.

“can i?” you begin. choso doesn’t hesitate to hand you the trio of lilies. you weren’t really expecting him to give you all of them since you only wanted to hold one of them. your eyes light up at the rare white one that faded into red. it caught your eye quicker than the regular red and white ones that were in that set of spider lilies.

choso fixed his lips to say something but yuji had come over to the two, “hey, you guys ready?”

of course, you were over the moon because you couldn’t wait to go shopping and go to your favorite places with nobara. you nod and trotted off, already knowing where you were going for your first store.

‘she didn’t give the flowers back…’ choso was in awe when you walked away, holding your favorite species of flowers in your hands. he felt the heat rising in his cheeks again. he’d take the time to take a mental image of you before smiling to himself.

it might’ve been the one in few times he’s actually smiled.

choso would follow yuji and megumi around, hoping that he’d end up running into you again while they circled around the building. instead of looking at things to buy, his thoughts were entirely filled with you.

he fantasized about what you say to him when it was time to confess. how it would feel to kiss you just one time. to sit in a park by all the cherry blossom trees and just have a long conversation about whatever came to mind.

he loved you but you weren’t seeing that. it was frustrating him. then it hit him…you probably did like someone else that wasn’t him. the thought made his chest hurt but he pushed those feelings down because he didn’t want to have a mental breakdown in public. not again.

when the five of you went out to get food after enjoying some time at the mall, choso made sure to sit beside you at the table but also near yuji so nothing was made terribly obvious. he listened to you ramble on about the stuff you bought from the mall. new clothes, a set of undergarments with a robe, and a vase for the spider lilies that you ended up getting from choso.

each time your hand accidentally brushed up against his hand or his arm, he couldn’t help but blush. he’d shove food into his mouth to force himself from smiling when you spoke to him.

this was regular to him. he was more than confident that you were in love with him when you flashed a warm smile at him and asked him for his input on each topic that bounced around the table.

his heart raced each time he fixed his lips to speak, mortified that he’d embarrass himself in front of you but he spoke smoothly and clearer than ever in his low adverb voice. currently, the conversation was on how yuji believed that choso was a terrible teacher. a moment that sent choso into an embarrassed spiral the first time it happened.

“i don’t think you’re a bad teacher,” you assure him, “there’s just things you need to learn and there’s …a million things yuji needs to learn. you both need each other’s support.”

your words meant everything to him and it also gave him a new form of confidence. it wasn’t that he really lacked confidence. he was just too stuck up in his own world to care about anything else.

at the end of your night, unknowingly making choso crave you even more as he continues life with his unrequited love, choso walks with you to the bus stop.

“oh, i meant to say thanks for the flowers. i think it’s a coincidence that you bought them, considering they’re rare…and they’re my favorite.” you say.

“oh…i didn’t know that.” choso replied. he felt terrible for lying. he knew a lot about you. he knew what kind of music you liked, what your favorite movies and shows were. everything. but he didn’t want you to run off because of his tendency to be honest and he might end up saying the wrong thing.

“do you…have instagram?” choso suddenly asks you as he noticed the bus approaching. you don’t think anything of it and you give him your username while he gives you his. he wanted to smile when he felt your phone in his hands but he managed to keep his disassociated expression.

when the bus arrived, the vehicle hissed as its doors opened up so you can board. you looked back at choso and waved goodbye to him and gave him a quick hug before you got onto the bus.

you quickly waved to him again the moment the you sat down on the bus and choso would wave back and there a a subtle smile on his face. once the bus pulled off, his smile faded and he took a breath.

‘next time…i’ll take more direct actions…’

𝐄𝐍𝐃.

⋆｡࿇ ·࣭࣪̇˖ 𖦹°༅༚

[vampyan]

☾  ꕀ  𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓰 & 𝓻𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓻𝓾𝓵𝓮𝓼

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked on sight.

this blog is dom!reader x sub!yandere!character only. you can find sub!reader everywhere else so don’t come looking for it here.

all gender identities are welcome but this blog mainly caters to fem/afab!readers.

this blog is yandere-centric and will be littered with dark content, though all of these things will be tagged.

anon hate & rude asks will be deleted on sight cus idc.

𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓲 𝔀𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻

❧ 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓽 𝓸𝓯 𝓾𝓼

ellie williams ˖  abby anderson

❧ 𝓴𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓼𝓾 𝓷𝓸 𝔂𝓪𝓲𝓫𝓪

kyojuro rengoku ˖  obanai iguro ˖  tengen uzui & wives ˖  shinobu kocho ˖  sanemi shinazugawa ˖  shinjuro rengoku ˖  zenitsu agatsuma ˖  inosuke hashibira ˖  tanjiro kamado ˖  genya shinazugawa ˖  muzan kibutsuji ˖  akaza ˖  gyutaro ˖  gyokko ˖  hantengu clones (sekido & urogi preferred)

❧ 𝓫𝓪𝓵𝓭𝓾𝓻'𝓼 𝓰𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝟑

karlach ˖  lae’zel ˖  minthara

❧ 𝓪𝓻𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓮

vi ˖  silco ˖  sevika

❧ 𝓼𝓱𝓮-𝓻𝓪 【 𝓼𝓹𝓸𝓹 】

scorpia ˖  catra ˖  shadow weaver / light spinner ˖  adora

❧ 𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓽𝓶𝓪𝓷

john doe / joker ˖  edward nygma / riddler ˖  harvey dent / two-face ˖  harley quinn

❧ 𝓭𝓻𝓪𝓰𝓸𝓷 𝓫𝓪𝓵𝓵

goku ˖  vegeta ˖  broly (dbs only) ˖  frieza ˖  frost ˖  beerus ˖  android 17 ˖  android 18 ˖  zamasu ˖  goku black ˖  jiren

❧ 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓬𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓮𝓸𝓾𝓼 𝓯𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝔂𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓼

mizu (blue eye samurai) ˖  sidon (loz botw & totk) ˖  john doe (visual novel) ˖  victor van dort (corpse bride)

❧ 𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓵 𝔂𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓼

coming soon!

𝓻𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓻𝓾𝓵𝓮𝓼

requests aren't guaranteed and might take me a while (especially since i run another blog as well) but i'll try to finish as many as i can >:3

yandere!character is the main focus of this blog, but yandere!reader is also acceptable!

all characters aged up to 18+ if applicable

please be specific and have a concept instead of sending something like ‘kyojuro x reader smut’ i’ll be more likely to write it if you know exactly what you want :)

𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝔀𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮

✓ fics, headcanons, and quick thirsts/drabbles.

✓ dom!reader x sub!yandere!character (top! or bottom!reader so long as they are dominant)

✓ fem or afab!reader for nsfw. fem or gender-neutral!reader for sfw. (pls specify if you’d prefer a gn!reader bc i will usually default to fem)

✓ non-sexual non-con, dub-con, non-con touching/affection, stalking, controlling behavior, kidnapping, manipulation, blood & gore.

✓ polyamory, threesomes, and harems (examples: ellabs x reader, ellie x reader x dina, uzuren x reader, obamitsu x reader, inotan x reader, kamaboko trio x reader, scorptra x reader, catradora x reader)

✓ a/b/o dynamics. alpha!reader x omega!character preferred, but will write for dominant omega readers (ex: prime omega!reader)

✓ monsterfucking/teratophilia, monster/cryptid au yanderes (ex: werewolf!ellie, cryptid!kyojuro, eldritch horror!yandere)

✓ kny demon pet au (@/invertedphantasmagoria, @/phantasmiafxndom), hybrid au, catboys, puppyboys, bunnyboys etc...

𝔀𝓸𝓷’𝓽 𝔀𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮

✘ sub!reader x dom!character

✘ male or amab!readers.

✘ kink no-no’s: sexual non-con, incest/stepcest, daddy kink, piss play/watersports/omorashi, foot fetish, maledom.

✘ forced pregnancy, miscarriages.

[ddejavvu]

I so imagine wolf!Kurt Kunkle not only needs to spread his spit all over you, but his cum too. So he’ll be hazily slobbering all over your mouth, too blissed out to even kiss properly, his tongue lapping all over your face, while his cock is rubbing his cum all over you at the same time. Wolf!Kurt is just alll over you. And he loves how it spreads his smell around

cw: hybrid au with wolf hybrid!kurt. don't like don't read, or block the tag 'hybrid au' below. hybrid au faq

he's just so gross and messy, it's insane really. he talks your ear off before sex, begging you to please let him fuck you because he hasn't had you all day and he's getting really worked up!! and when you finally let him at you all of that chattering disappears, he's all moans and groans and grunts and panting as he loses himself in how good it feels to jackhammer into your warm, wet cunt. he's voracious, making out with you so sloppily that at this point he's just licking your tongue, there's spit running down your chin/neck, and he's pumping his rock hard cock into your pussy so fast that it's got the both of you seeing stars. lucky for kurt, he cums buckets, so he can pump your cunt full of his cum and pull out to splatter the rest over your stomach and tits. he might even move up to paint your face with it, if he can tear himself away from kissing you.

[minniesmutt]

hybrid changbin x human reader with #23? :>

☾ ━━━ PAIRING: CHANGBIN X READER ☾ ━━━ PROMPT: 23 "we've been at it like rabbits, how are you still horny?!" ☾ ━━━ CONTENT: BUNNY HYBRID!CHANGBIN, HUMAN!READER, UNPROTECTED SEX, BREEDING, MULTIPLE ORGASMS, MULTIPLE ROUNDS ☾ ━━━ WC: 0.4K ☾ ━━━ 18+ work!! minors and ageless/blank blogs DNI! you will be blocked, put an indicator on your blog somewhere that you are 18+ before interacting with this work/blog

     Y/n lost track of the time? How long had she and Changbin been going at it? Was it even still daytime? She had no clue. Almost all her senses were consumed with Changbin. He’d just come back from a trip and all he wanted was to spend time with her. Which she was just as eager to do too.

     “Binnie,” Y/n moaned as he had her back pressed against his front. Holding her tight against him as he rutted into her. 

     His head was in the crook of her neck and his bunny ears were in her line of sight as they extended from his head. She grabbed onto his wrists as his fat tip hit her g-spot. Already sensitive from how long they’ve been fucking— even if she lost track of it. Her brain was almost pudding at this point as Changbin fucked into her. A few more thrusts from him had her tipping over the edge again, shaking as she damn near screamed from pleasure. Changbin held her close so she didn’t fall forward as she rode out her high. Finally letting go of his in during hers. Burning himself inside her for the umpteenth.

     Gently he laid her down on their bed after he came down. Y/n barely caught her breath as he turned her around and pampered kisses along her chest

     “One more, please princess,” Changbin begged as his hips rolled against her slowly.

     “We've been at it like rabbits, how are you still horny?!” Y/n asked, tired from however many previous rounds they had gone at. She knew what she was getting into when the bunny hybrid asked her out.

     “Sorry princess,” Changbin kissed her shoulder, “It’s instinct. Can’t help it.”

     “I know bunny,” Y/n caught her breath and rubbed his head between his ears, catching a whimper from him, “Can we take a break, please?”

    “Yeah,” Changbin nodded and pecked her lips, “Get you some water.”

    “Thank you bunny,” Y/n smiled as he gently pulled out.

     Y/n watched as he hurried out of their room and came back with two of their bigger water bottles. “Mm, smart bunny.” She praised him as he sat them down and helped her sit up.

    “Don’t praise me, I’ll fuck you again.” Changbin teased and helped her drink the water.

    Y/n just smiled and drank her water as he rubbed her back. He laid her back on the bed, sat her water down, and took a swing of his before laying down next to her. He pulled her on top of him and rubbed her back.

     “I love you,” Y/n muttered as her exhaustion was catching up to her

     “I love you too.” Changbin kissed the top of her head

     “Go more after nap,” Y/n sighed as he settled against him.

     “Alright. Take a nap, I’ll be here when you wake up.”

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[toji-sweetheart]

𓍢ִ໋ please be aware that all of these will be smutty and some will have dark content, make sure you curate your experience and read my tags and block as you see fit!

𓍢ִ໋ most of them will be longish fics 1-3k and some might be longer! I might do random drabbles from a kinktober prompt post though! these are subject to change at any given time with no warning! all characters are written to be over 21!

𓍢ִ໋ feedback such as reblogs & comments are always appreciated! please note that some or even all might not even get done or I might switch a few around, some of these were pulled from last year's lineup that I didn't get to also I know I said I wouldn't share this until September but I'm too excited and look how pretty it is!!

𓍢ִ໋ every single reader will have pubic hair and it will be described! and since I had a few things pop up this will extend into November..possibly December...

hybrid - Toji x fem reader

synopsis: After your breakup with a long-time boyfriend who decided that stalking is the best way to get back to you it seemed that you needed protection and since you've heard good things about hybrids it was time to go adopt one, you just had no idea it would end up with him being more than just a protector. 

wife sharing - Ino x Kento x fem reader

synopsis: Takuma looks up to his mentor Kento more than anything, after all, he is his hero who just happens to be married to be his biggest crush as well, after one night and a spilled secret later Takuma finds himself invited into your shared bed.

roleplay & breeding & dubcon - Shiu x fem reader

synopsis: What was supposed to be a little bit of joking around about how your husband was the only one who found you attractive you both end up at the bar to see how many drinks you can get from random men while your husband watches acting like one of them. 

bdsm - Enji x fem reader

synopsis: What happens when a private recording between you and number one pro hero Endeavor goes viral the day after your honeymoon?

partner swap/orgy - SaShiSu x fem reader

synopsis: You and your wife wanted something different in the bedroom and bringing in her two best friends seems like a good idea to do so but what happens if you all fall in love?

threesome + breeding - Shiu x fem reader X Toji

synopsis: It wasn't something that he tried that hard to hide, being attracted to his best friends wife is a bastard thing to do but there's no way Toji can decline when you offer him a threesome that leads to more than any of you bargained for.

kidnapping - Touya x fem reader

synopsis: After finding out his dad has remarried and is happier than ever to have a second chance, Dabi takes it upon himself to ruin his father's happiness the same way he took his.

glory hole - Draken & friends

synopsis: Being with Ken means a lot of nights out filled with drugs and partying thanks to his friends, it truly was the best way to spend your life with the love of your life next to you and you were even talked him into going to a party where you're the main attraction.

omegaverse/hybrid - alpha! werewolf! Toji x alpha! werewolf! Shiu x bunny-hybrid f! reader

synopsis: You needed a week away from your house for a very intense heat, after running out of suppressant you knew you needed time alone but you didn't think that forging for food in the woods you'd come across two alphas who happened to be in their ruts. - this is for a collab!

virginty loss - Toji x fem reader

synopsis: Being the daughter of the only pastor in a small town you have a certain image to uphold, but the man next door to you is a temptation you want to indulge in. - this is for a collab!

bdsm - Toji x fem reader

synopsis: Your husband wants to show you off in the best way possible.

food play - Kento x fem reader

synopsis: After signing up for a bake sale for your neighborhood, Kento decides to help out not knowing how baking could turn someone on so much.

cucking - satoru x fem reader x suguru

synopsis: Satoru has always wanted to watch his best friend fuck you, it's always been a deep dark secret until you catch him jerking off to the thought of it and it's only fair to make his dreams come true since he's done it for you.

monsterfucking + knotting - alpha! Katsuki x fox! hybrid fem reader

synopsis: You've always assured Katsuki you could take his knot despite him always telling him no, you catch him in a rut and finally get what you're asking for.

makeup sex - Toji x fem reader

synopsis: With Toji coming home from a mission you were excited to see your husband but he has other plans to see his friend first.

rough sex - Sukuna x machoist! fem reader

synopsis: You love to push your husbands buttons to have him put you in your place, but what happens when you go a bit too far?

monsterfucking - dragon! Toji x fem reader

synopsis: It's always been a rumor of the dragon that lays on top of the mountain protecting it's treasure and you're a desperate thief wanting a better life for yourself so you sneak in to find the sleeping dragon, only to end up at his mate forever.

omegaverse - alpha! Toji x pixie! fem reader

synopsis: Toji video records himself fucking all sorts of toys but his fans request a cute little fairy so he sets a trap for his next toy.

bdsm + clicker training - dom! Toji x submissive! fem reader

synopsis: You've always been the perfect sub for John, always willing to go the extra mile even when he doesn't ask but yet there seems to be missing something.

free use - Katsuki x fem reader x Izuku x Shoto

synopsis: Playing seven minutes in heaven is childish to you until end up in the closet with the big three on campus.

stalking + kidnapping kink - Sukuna x fem reader

synopsis: Asking your fuck buddy to help you live out a fantasy seemed to good to be true and you didn't realize how good of an actor Sukuna is until you learn he isn't playing anymore.

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DEAD DOVE, DO NOT EAT. yandere content. nsfw. trigger warnings to be expected are listed under the cut. please proceed with caution.

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pseudo incest — step brothers, step fathers, step uncles, step sons... ooops.

gaslighting

cnc, dub con — including the use of triggering words in an erotic/degrading manner (r*pe, ab*se, m*lestation)

grooming

teratophilia — hybrid/monster aus

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predator/prey

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blood, violence, murder

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necrophilia (in supernatural settings)

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Six -

Pairing: ProHero!DynaMight | Katsuki Bakugo x Puppygirl!Reader

Word count:  2,917

Series Content Warnings: Little bit of a slow start... Graphic Depictions of Past Abuse & Trauma Response | Profuse Usage of Pet Names / All-around Softness | Bakugo Experienced Work-Related Trauma (causing near deafness, being put on leave from the agency, PTSD) | Eventual smut™ (will be tagged in individual chapters - to include but not limited to KiriBaku, HybridxHybrid, Hybrid heat trope, sex toy usage).

Chapter Content Warnings: HybridxHybrid assisted masturbation / sex toy usage, dirty talk, PTSD meltdown.

***This is essentially a short filler to progress the story, and to get something out. Next part already working on.

*Not proofread.

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It had been two weeks since the impromptu dinner and sleepover. Kirishima and TetsuTetsu had been over once more for a movie night and home-cooked dinner à la Bakugo, and another unintended sleepover since everyone was too tired to move from their spots in the living room; you and TetsuTetsu curled up with each other in a pile of blankets on the ground, and Kirishima and Bakugo snuggled on the large couch.  

Today was already half-over, and it had been a difficult day for you. You were having nightmares about the fight house, and it was setting you on edge with Bakugo, unintentionally and no one's fault, but you were snapping and growling each time he got too close to you. Currently he was watching you pace the living room, looking out of the balcony as he leaned against the hallway wall, arms crossed over his muscled chest as he kept his narrowed gaze on every single one of your movements... but he was growing tired of letting you continue to spur yourself into more of a downward spiral. Something was up and he was going to figure out what it was.

“Pup,” Bakugo finally said using a harsh tone, though not angry. Your ears perked up, and your wide eyes scurried across the room until they landed on him. He gave you another command in the same hard tone. “Sit.”  

You immediately dropped to the ground, not even walking the two feet back to the couch as you plopped on your butt, sitting with your legs folded and your hands in your lap as you looked up at him with sad, scared eyes... your ears that perked up at his command now flattened against your head as you huffed from your growing anxiety. Bakugo walked over to you slowly, ensuring he wasn’t going too fast so you could anticipate his movements and not be spooked... Bakugo plopped down in front of you on the ground, his large hulking frame blocking your view as you looked up at him with a cautious stare.  

Bakugo moved his hands slowly as he opened his arms to you, giving you a curious look. “C’mere, Pup...” He said softly and you scrambled into his lap, snuggling up against his chest as your breathing hitched in your throat. Bakugo’s arms came around you in a tight grip as he held you to his chest, whispering soft words of comfort to you as he felt your body finally relax in his grip. “That’s it, Pup, you’re okay... everything’s okay.” Bakugo repeated while rubbing your back, your ears, threading his fingers through your hair with a gentleness not usually known with him. He hummed softly in his deep baritone voice, soothing you until you were a pile of puppy jelly in his arms, comfortable and at ease. “Those nightmares got you bad, huh?” Bakugo asked softly, and felt you nod slowly against his chest as he held you tighter to his body... his voice gentle as he asked his next question. “Wanna talk about it?”

You shook your head slowly, eyes downcast as you flopped over in his lap, sighing softly and slowly finding yourself relaxing with the comfort brought by your proximity to Bakugo.

"S’okay Pup, we don’t always need to talk about things, sometimes we can just lean on each other, yeah?” Bakugo muttered softly, his hand petting sweet circles on your head between your ears, his other came up to boop your nose playfully until his movements stop and he pressed the back of his hand against your head. “You’re burning up... you feeling okay, Pup?” Bakugo asked, leaning down to peer at you closer as you huffed again in his lap, turning over with a flushed expression.

“Feel hot,” is all you say, and soon a deep pink flush is taking over your cheeks and neck, and Bakugo doesn’t know what to do, his whole body freezing the second you start nosing down at his crotch. “H-Hurts, help please.” Your choppy speech and needy look of desire paired with your face so close to his hardening cock through his sweats was enough to have Bakugo jolt up away from you, flipping you from his lap and down onto the ground with a harsh thud.

“I’m gonna call the facility, see if your counselor can help... you... you stay, Pup.” Bakugo mutters the command nervously, the sudden change in your demeanor from your earlier aggression to this had him reeling.

Your body was on fire, a burning river of molten desire churning its way from your core to every tip of your toes, fingers and the top of your head... you felt the itch of desperate need in the center of your palms and the pit of your stomach. You heard Bakugo’s deep voice from the other room, the reverberation reaching your keen ears as you slowly writhe on the ground. You had your ass up in the air, your cheek to the cold floor as your hands reach below your belly, into your bottoms as your fingers find purchase on your clit... your fingers stroking quick circles as you whimper and move along the floor, finding no satisfaction in your own hand as you growled lowly in frustration.

In the other room Bakugo could hear strange noises from the living room where he left you, but as he was on the phone with Hana, who had just briefed him on your difficult heats and PTSD given you were almost always abused during your heats at the hybrid fight house.  

So that explained your aggression this morning.

“Is there anything I can do to help?” Bakugo mumbled, a little nervous as he tried to navigate this new situation.  

Hana answered in a kind, clinical way. “Bakugo there are a few options depending on the type of relationship you want to keep with your hybrid: you can provide toys and an outlet for her to help herself though this is often a last resort as it doesn’t offer much relief for the hybrid themselves... you can help her by engaging in play, or full-on sexual activity yourself, or you can reach out to a hybrid heat network and find a suitable heat partner for her...” Hana continued talking but Bakugo’s brain was flooded with all the new information, new ways in which he needed to care for you... he didn’t expect to be told to fuck you himself... a hot red blush burned on his cheeks as he continued on a little longer with Hana, before hanging up with a rushed thank you.

“Katsuki,” a pathetic little whimper came from the living room as Bakugo made his way back to you, seeing you with your bottoms and panties down to your knees, your ass up in the air as you furiously circled your hardening nub.  

“Just, hang on Pup... hang on, gonna get you some help, okay?” Bakugo said nervously, pulling his phone from his pocket as he hit the familiar call button on his recent contact.

“Heeeyyy Bakubro! What’s going on?” Kirishima’s familiar, jovial tone rang loudly through the phone as Bakugo blushed softly at his next words.  

“Eijiro, I need your help. Pup is uh... she’s uh...” Bakugo muttered nervously, not usually one to lack words for anything. “She’s in heat? I don’t know what I’m doing.” Bakugo finished and he could hear a bit of shuffling on the other end and the jingling of keys.

“On my way, want me to bring TetsuTetsu? I can also stop at the store on my way and get her some toys for herself...” Kirishima trailed on, and Bakugo just agreed.  

Bring toys, bring TetsuTetsu... bring everything.

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Bakugo had scooped you up and put you down in the comfort of your bed as you rolled around whining and writhing but within fifteen minutes of him locking you in your room away from him and his inability to handle this new obstacle, a knock came at the door. Bakugo rushed to the door, opening it to see an excited TetsuTetsu and a smirking Kirishima who handed over a very full plastic bag.

“I got a bit of everything for the little Pup, but it’s best for hybrids to be engaged with primarily by a partner to ease the symptoms...” Bakugo’s head filled with so many thoughts as he looked through the bag, Kirishima still droning on and on in the background as he sets the bag on the countertop... taking things out of their packaging, removing tags and sterilizing them before he walked with a handful of cute dildos, grinding toys, and vibrating toys to your bedroom. Bakugo slowly opened the door to find you sobbing, no longer writhing or rolling around on your bed or touching yourself... just lying prone and crying, soft sniffles leaving you as your bright watery eyes look over at him.

“Pup! Are you okay?” Bakugo questions softly, leaning down as he sets everything down on the bed and kneels beside you, his hand tentatively coming up to rub your head between your ears gently. “S’okay Pup, I got your friend here to help and Kirishima brought you all of these, too... wanna give it a try?” Bakugo urged you on, his hand running over the variety of toys as he showed a couple of them to you, watching as the tip of your tail gave little nervous taps as you sniffled and nodded, palming away the tears in your eyes.  

Bakugo paused for a moment before speaking. “Hey Pup, Kirishima brought TetsuTetsu over... do you want him to help you?”  

Your ears perked up as your eyes glazed over a bit, your nose going up in the air as you sniffed and then nodded eagerly, your tail wagging faster against the mattress making a soft thumping sound.

“I’ll go get him, okay... but you just shout out for me if you change your mind, okay?” Bakugo waited for you to nod your agreement before he got up, walking back out into the living room and coming face to face with Kirishima and an excited TetsuTetsu who couldn’t help but sniff the air, his tail wagging fast behind him as his eyes were equally excited and glazed over with growing desire. “She agreed... so TetsuTetsu, if you wanna go help our girl out, head on in.” That’s all Bakugo had to say to have TetsuTetsu taking off with haste as he scrambled across the living room, down the hall and into your open door.

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No words had to be spoken.

TetsuTetsu felt a shudder run through his body at the sweet, musky scent that filled the room as he stepped in, shutting the door behind him with a soft click as he padded over on careful, soft steps. He saw as your eyes were big and pleading, watching his every move as he made his way closer to you and the pile of the toys on the bed.

“Hi Puppy,” TetsuTetsu said carefully, reaching out a slow hand to pet your head as you huffed and panted softly. “I know we’ve played before back at the facility but I’m asking again: Do you wanna play together?” TetsuTetsu used a careful, soft tone as he spoke to you, his hand still massaging gently against your head. He smiled as you nodded your head after a moment of thinking it over.

“Y-Yes, please... h-help.” Your voice was hoarse and weak, needy.

He nodded and his hand trailed down from your head, along your spine and down to the roundness of your rear as he gave the plush, soft flesh a squeeze. “I’ll help you, Puppy.” His voice was deep, calmer and steadier than his normal hurried speech and it sent a shiver through your body, the way the end of his words almost came out as growls. TetsuTetsu’s other hand trailed across the soft sheets toward the pile of new toys, his hand grabbing at a knotted canine dildo that vibrated. He wondered what kind of thoughts were running through your little puppy brain... the need to be knotted and bred, fat with pups and fucked dumb.  

“P-Please,” your whine caught his attention, his cock hardening against his trousers as he looked up to see your eyeing him and looking down at the toy now in his hand. TetsuTetsu smirked down at you as he hummed softly.

“What, Puppy, you want this big ol’ knot in your little hole?” TetsuTetsu mused with a teasing tone to his voice that made you squirm as you nodded your head eagerly. “Well, I better give the needy little Puppy what she wants then, hm?” He said as he slowly trailed the hand from the swell of your ass to the apex of your thighs, his hand hovering over your pussy as he felt the warmth coming from your sopping heat. His fingers delicately spreading your labia as a finger slowly dipped inside your pussy as he fingers you at a glacial pace, your whining only increasing as you backed your ass up against his palm to get more of him inside of you. “Tsk, tsk... what a greedy puppy.” He teased softly, withdrawing his finger to watch the slick string along his finger connected from your pussy before it snapped. He sucked on his own finger, licking it clean of your slick as he groaned softly. “You taste so good Puppy...”

TetsuTetsu brought the knotted dildo up to your entrance, running the plastic length along your slick folds to gather up enough lubrication to slip the pointed tip into your hungry pussy. The dildo stretching your walls as TetsuTetsu pushed more and more of the length into you, soon pumping the dildo in at a relentless pace mimicking one that would come from another dog hybrid... he watched the sweet, fucked-out look on your face as he pressed the length deep into your pussy, up until the bulbous knot hit your entrance...

… and it was this motion that triggered a memory in your head as your whole body froze and suddenly a growl ripped from your throat as your hazy mind cleared, your eyes widening and a scream piercing the air as you scrambled away from TetsuTetsu who was left shaking and wide-eyed, wondering if he hurt you somehow.  

“P-Puppy...?” TetsuTetsu asked, but you weren’t in your right state of mind, you were sobbing and kicking at the air, as if fighting off someone he couldn’t see. He opens the door and calls out to Kirishima and Bakugo who come running within seconds. Kirishima’s eyes wide as he pulls TetsuTetsu out of the room, and Bakugo crouches down in front of your flailing form, trying to make sense of what started this episode.

Bakugo wrapped his arms around you, letting you kick and scratch as him as you nip and scratch his arms, his strength and determination to calm you down overriding any pain he might feel from the fearful assault. “Kirishima!” Bakugo called, and saw his friend leaning in the doorway, keeping TetsuTetsu at bay who could be heard whining and whimpering in the living room, still thinking he did something wrong. “Maybe you both should leave... I’ll handle this, thanks for coming over and trying to help.” Bakugo muttered softly, Kirishima bidding his goodbye and saying he’ll text him later to check up on them.

Bakugo could hear the jingle of keys, as Kirishima picked up his stuff and slipped on his shoes – he could hear the soft click! of the door as they both left, and soon it was just you and Bakugo.

“Hey Pup,” Bakugo cooed softly to you, you were still struggling in his arms weakly, but soon all the fight went out of you as you can back down, your vision clearing as you looked up at him confused, unsure of what just happened. “Hey, Pup, there you are...” he cooed softer still, smiling down at you. “Something scared you, huh? Wanna talk about it?” You were squirming in his lap, still in the throes of your heat as you tried to quell your anxiety for long enough to form a coherent sentence.  

“S-Scared...” you finally murmured. Bakugo swallowed hard, nodding, ready to protect you from any threat, real or imagined.  

“Scared of what, Pup?” He questioned softly.

You shook your head slowly, a shudder running through your body as you curled up in his lap. “S-Scared... w-was back at t-the... bad house... r-remember heats there h-hurt... made me breed...” your words were broken and a bit of pieced together nonsense to someone like Bakugo who didn’t have the full picture, but he didn’t need the whole picture, just needed to know something bothered you, and he’d make sure you’d never face it again.  

“S’okay, Pup... you’re not back at the bad house, I won’t ever let you be alone or hurt again.” Bakugo murmured softly, snuggling you in his large, strong arms. “We got each other, yeah?” You nodded, sniffling softly as you relaxed in his arms, finally coming down from your panic.

“C-Can... Can Katuski help me?” You questioned softly, and Bakugo knew what you were asking.  

“I... uh, d-do ya really want me, Pup? I can call back TetsuTetsu... and you can go slow-” Bakugo was cut off immediately.  

“No! Want you, just you...” you pleaded with big eyes.

“Okay Pup, you have me...” Bakugo muttered softly, a bit nervous as to what he’s just gotten himself into.

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