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obsessivevoidkitten · 8 months ago
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Animal Farm: Thursdays
Kinktober Day 5: Double Penetration
Male Yandere Cat Hybrids x Gender Neutral Reader
CW: Noncon, cum as lube, double penetration, some fluff, clingy yanderes, general yandere behavior, cat men, centaurs mentioned
Word Count: 457
(Wrote for kinktober though I have been meaning to write it for a while. Sorry for the wait. I hope you enjoy it even though I rushed. This is the long awaited fourth day in the farm harem series Animal Farm. The original fic and other days can be found HERE!)
It was Thursday. That meant two horny cat men. Leeko and Meeko. It wasn't so bad; their dicks weren't any bigger than a significantly well-endowed human's, and most of the day was cuddling and playing rather than just fucking. 
You didn't even bother washing off from the last round with the centaurs. Cum still dribbled down your thighs. What was the point? The cat men would lick every inch of you when they saw you, no matter what.
When you entered their shelter, your prediction was proven correct immediately. They had been waiting in anticipation to ambush you as soon as you walked in.
"Farmer!" They exclaimed in unison. 
Leeko, the pale cat man who looked human except for his furry orange cat ears and tail, started at your neck. Meeko, the dark-skinned cat hybrid with calico fur, started cleaning at your thighs and happily lapped up the centaur cum.
They made short work of the task, though they left a bit of cum to use as lube when they made love with their favorite human. 
The calico laid down and pulled you on top of him. He quickly slipped into your cum-lubed hole that had been so kindly pre-stretched by the centaurs. 
Leeko rubbed up your sides as he cozied up behind you and slid his dick into your entrance to join Meeko's. He nuzzled and licked your neck as he pounded you.
So much for a break from huge cocks. It didn't matter that they were smaller than the others when they were both in you at once.
Both cats were purring loudly as they plowed you hard. Neither of them lasted very long. They were just so excited to have time with you. They quickly added their own seed to the cum already inside you. 
They had much more stamina and resilience than a human and quickly went back to railing you together. When the three of you were tired from several orgasms each, you could finally rest.
They laid down with you between them, kissing, nuzzling, cuddling, and cleaning their precious farmer before you fell asleep on one of their chests. 
With the mandatory sex out of the way, the rest of the day would consist of lazing about, using a laser pointer and watching them "hunt,"  spending time outside watching them run about, and maybe a bit of fishing on the lake that bordered the farm.
Though fishing with them was more them pestering you into fishing and then purring, nuzzling, and clinging to you while you tried to catch them fresh food. 
There may be one last round of sex before bed, but overall it would be a nice break from the non-stop fucking that filled most of the other weekdays. 
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cherrykpawp · 3 months ago
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Heat // Ch 2
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Rating: Explicit, Mature (M)
Pairings: Yunho x reader, Mingi x reader, San x reader, Wooyoung x reader, Yeosang x reader, hinted San x Wooyoung, hinted Mingi x Yeosang, hinted San x Mingi, hinted Wooyoung x Yeosang, hinted San x Yeosang
This fic includes: hybrids, Afab!reader, reader-centric, smut, fluff, angst, minor mentions of death, Dance instructor!Yunho, Owner!Yunho, Vet doctor!Hongjoong, Fashion designer!Seonghwa, Owner!Seonghwa, Vocal professor!Jongho, Calico hybrid!reader, Black cat hybrid!San, Dobermann hybrid!Yeosang, Husky hybrid!Mingi, Maine Coone hybrid!Wooyoung, switch!reader, Soft top!Yunho, switch!Yeosang, switch!San, Top leaning!San, switch!Mingi, switch!Wooyoung, Sub leaning!Wooyoung, cunnilingus, polyamory, threesomes, slow burn, nipple play, unprotected sex (WRAP IT!), creampies, breeding kink, blowjob, throat fucking, Consensual Somnophilia, possible established relationships, teasing, overstimulation, heats, begging, pet names, praise kinks, size difference, some dirty talk, hair pulling, sex toys, face sitting, fingering, voyeurism, squirt, swearing, bondage, slight possessiveness, choking, biting, love bites, eye contact, shower sex, floor sex, cockwarming, alcohol consumption, masturbation, mutual masturbation, mutual pining, scent kink
W.C: 6k
Sleep didn’t work in your favor last night. You tossed and turned all night, eventually giving up and staying up until the birds chirped. Sometime in the morning, a voice called out their farewells to whoever could hear him, making it out to be Hongjoong leaving for work. Although you physically felt tired, you couldn’t bring yourself to get actual rest. You wanted to look out the window to busy yourself, inhale fresh air, and listen to the birds sing their morning song, but your feet were still tender. Frankly, it was way better than yesterday’s since you were transported for the most part. Yunho’s words came into your head about calling him if you needed anything, but the man needed his slumber. 
Stubborn as you are, you ripped the sheets off your body and swung your legs off the bed. You forced yourself to stand up, flinching at the pins and needles electrifying through your soles. Since you weren’t getting any rest anyway, it would be better to freshen up for the day. Limping, you hobbled out the room door, peeking down the hallway. There wasn’t anyone in sight. You hugged the wall, given your difficult plight, to the bathroom, and plopped down on the toilet seat. Grabbing the toothbrush Yunho gave you and toothpaste, you began to brush your teeth, zoning out into nothingness. So much so that you didn’t see the bathroom door being opened, unaware you forgot to lock it.
Yunho looked slightly abashed to see you in the bathroom, dumbfounded at how you managed to get there. “Oh my, good morning y/n,” his morning voice letting out a more guttural sound than usual and vibrating in his throat. Yunho’s blonde locs were disheveled, his cheeks were slightly puffy, and his eyes were half-lidded, indicating that he woke up a few moments ago. 
His clothes changed from last night’s, opting for a black short-sleeved shirt and black sweatpants that hung low. It exposed the band of his Calvin boxers. “How did you get to the bathroom? Did anyone help you?” You shook your head making him cock his head to the side. He grabbed the glass cup from the sink and filled it with water so you could wash your mouth. 
“I sort of just limped here,” you shrugged. It wasn’t a big deal to you, at least you feigned it wasn’t. Yunho deprecated your decision, grabbing your toothbrush and washing it off for you. “I told you to call me, I promise I’m a light sleeper. I would’ve woken up to tend to you.” You were aggravated with yourself, tail snaking around your waist. Yunho spotted it and immediately apologized. “Sorry, I can't help but imagine the pain you would be feeling. I should’ve woken up earlier.”
“I wouldn’t have woken you up either way. I know what you told me yesterday, but still,” you played with the bottom of your shirt, miserable.
“Then at least let me bring you downstairs for breakfast and anywhere you'd like to go for today,” he reached for his toothbrush and toothpaste to freshen up. “Just give me a few minutes to wake up myself,” he smiled. You observed him brushing his teeth with half-lidded eyes, collecting water in his mouth before spitting the remnants. He then opened the medicine cabinet to retrieve his skin care, cleansing his face thoroughly and adding toner. Afterward, he wet his hands to run them through his hair briefly, letting out a soft huff, pleased with his appearance. Yunho finally faced you, gesturing to raise your arms so he could carry you. He picked you up easily, it was like you weighed nothing to him. Then again, you are malnourished.
Yunho brought you downstairs and spotted someone at the dining table, It was San. He had a 
bowl of something in front of him, eating it slowly. Yunho sat you at the dining table, diagonally from him. He mumbled something about getting you some oatmeal, oblivious to your stomach growling. San’s hair was a complete mess, and he seemed to have been eating with his eyes closed. How? You have no idea. But he fluttered his eyes to see you, he must've woken up just now. 
“Hi,” he tenderly greeted, his ears flicked on top of his hair, and his tail wrapped around his free arm. “How was your first night’s rest?” He ate cereal, finding out as he scooped another spoonful of it.
“I didn’t sleep, I couldn’t,” causing San to worry about you. 
“Why not?” you shrugged in response. 
“I like to take naps. If you want, we can take one later.” He nonchalantly recommended but to you, initiating it had you flushed. “Unless you don’t want to, I respect your space. Sorry if I’m moving too quickly.”
You waved off his statement. If the sweatpants you had on were more hybrid-friendly, he’d see how your tail would be moving behind you, but your ears pointing up suggested enough. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Mingi’s tall figure walking out of his room, stretching and yawning exaggeratedly. He saw you two sitting at the table and walked over to it, sitting next to San and staring into dead air.
“Give him a minute, he’s usually like this every morning. He just needs a system reboot”, San finished his bowl of milk and receded in his seat. Mingi blinked sporadically before releasing another yawn, causing you to yawn yourself. “Domino effect”, San chuckled.
“Morning y/n,” if Mingi’s voice wasn’t deep already, it hit the hertz that whales could hear. 
Your ears flicked at how deep it was. “Morning, Mingi.” He nodded, putting his hands between his legs as he sat silently.
“What time is it?” You inquired. 
San had pulled out his phone. “7:35 am.” 
“Do you always wake up this early?” The question was directed to both of them.
Mingi shook his head. “San sleeps in a little longer, I was surprised to see him up this early myself. But our body usually wakes up when we sense Yunho is up. Pretty routine now,” he carded his fingers through his own hair. You noticed that he hadn’t gotten a meal himself.
“Aren’t you going to eat?” You tilted your head towards Mingi. 
“I will in a bit. I don’t like eating immediately after waking up. Is Yunho making you something?”
“Yeah, oatmeal.”
“Mmm,” he acknowledged.
“What do you guys do when he’s not here?” You became suddenly curious about their life.
“Eat, play with each other, play video games, meet up with our other hybrid friends, go to hybrid-friendly restaurants, and bars…” San and Mingi listed off the top of their heads, ping-ponging.
“You go out by yourself?” You furrowed your brows.
San nodded like it should be common knowledge. “We have phones. We have tracking apps on it so that hyung can see where we are if he needs to. We just tell him where we’re gonna head to before we leave, and if we update our plans, we let him know that too. In instances like bars, though, we call him to ask for a ride home because that’s one thing he's worried about, us potentially not making it home because we’re intoxicated. But other than that, we had the freedom to do anything.”
You were a house cat mainly,  not only did you not like outside, but because your previous owner never allowed it in fear that someone would take you, especially since you didn’t have a phone of your own. You never experienced going out or celebrating anything, drinking either. You never went to eat at fancy restaurants, which made you prefer home-cooked meals. Things you did to occupy your time were drawing and singing, especially since your previous owner loved music. You’d sing their favorite songs to appease them or to comfort yourself. There were puzzles you did here and there, but access to technology and the real world wasn’t part of them.
Yunho had come to the dining table with three bowls on a tray, two full of oatmeal and one full of Mingi’s favorite cereal, and placed them down before sitting next to you. “Glad to see you’re awake, boys. Were you guys catching up with y/n?”
Mingi grabbed his bowl and placed it in front of him. “Yes, mainly talking about ourselves, but we’ll get to know y/n properly soon,” he began eating. 
Yunho appreciated his honesty as he put your bowl in front of you, “Eat up.”
Yunho ate the same thing as you because he didn’t want you feeling left out… and because he accidentally made too much. “San, can you do me a favor and bring the tablet from the living room, please?” It finally gave San an excuse to put his bowl away, considering he was just analyzing your scent the whole time. When he returned with the tablet and handed it to Yunho, he sat down next to Mingi again, leaning his head on his shoulder. It honestly looked like he was about to doze off. 
Yunho expertly flew through the device, and you, being curious, watched on. He opened about five to six different tabs, all with diverse websites on them. “Two of these sites are clothes for hybrids, another for shoes, another for nightly wear and lingerie if you need it, another is for toys for your heats, and then the last one is to pick out your phone and if you want a tablet or laptop. Do you remember your sizes for everything?” Yunho handed you the tablet, something you’ve never seen before. 
“Yes. But I don’t know how to work this,” you told him, swallowing a spoonful of oatmeal. Cooing at your naivety, Yunho guided you through how to add things to the online shopping cart. It was easier than you thought it would be. “How much am I allowed to spend?” 
Yunho waved it off. “Just add what you like, don't worry about anything.”
“Last time you said that, Mingi bought damn near everything from a designer brand,” San jerked when Mingi’s tail hit him, Mingi focused on eating anyways but let out a small ‘ah!’ because San bit his shoulder.
“Yes, well, I still meant what I said,” Yunho ate his oatmeal, signaling the boys to stop biting each other at the table with his spoon. You laughed at their interaction, causing the whole table to stare at you.
“Oop—” you bored your eyes into the tablet instead, flushed again. 
“It was just the first time we heard you laugh. It suits you well,” Mingi complimented suavely, smiling from ear to ear. You realized his smile was the prettiest thing on earth. You gave an unfeigned ‘thank you’ before continuing to browse. 
Yunho’s phone rang in his pocket, and he answered. “Hongjoong-ah!” he said informally and enthusiastically, you heard the older male on the phone briefly scold him. “Sorry, hyung.” San and Mingi snickered at his reaction, and Yunho squinted at them.
You couldn’t make out what Hongjoong was talking about, you just automatically assumed it was about you. Too engrossed in the clothes you were looking at. There were so many pretty and elegant options; you picked out different shirts, blouses, tees, pants, jeans, coats, skirts, and dresses that you’d most likely wear on special occasions like going out to eat or whatever formal event you'd need them for. The other site had more basic attire like everyday wear and comfortable stuff like the sweatpants and shirt you were wearing now, shorts, socks, etc. The site for nightly wear and lingerie piqued your interest because you had never seen such nice and intricate detailing. The sets were gorgeous, and so were the babydoll clothes. There was a gorgeous see-through robe with fur detailing trailing from top to bottom, you were debating if you even really needed it. You put it in the cart anyway before going to the shoe site, picking out three sneakers, a pair of boots, two pairs of shoes that could fit all your outfits, and two heels, and adding those to the cart. You were on the site for technology, but your thoughts were interrupted.
“Hyung said that your blood results came back normal and that you should ice your feet every couple of hours for fifteen minutes at a time since they were swollen from you traveling for so long barefoot,” Yunho informed you, being watchful of your reaction. “He also said that you’re officially in the system and that you are… mine,” he smiled with his teeth. Your heart jumped just hearing that you were his, smiling genuinely this time. He dramatically got up and did a prince bow, being playful suddenly, “And because you are the only woman here, you are allowed to rough us up and beat us up if we're bothering you.”
San and Mingi followed suit and playfully bowed as well. “Princess y/n, please be gentle with us,” San mimicked a historical accent, causing you to laugh. 
They were all so handsome and hilarious, you thought, your face felt hot from all the attention. “I don’t think I need to beat any of you up, but thank you for welcoming me to your home.” 
Cute aggression almost took over the hybrids as they wanted to hug and hold you to celebrate, but they have to be careful with you for the next couple of days, you're still delicate. Mingi had gotten up to put his and Yunho’s bowls in the sink to wash up, but your bowl was still somewhat full, so he left it for you to eat. 
“Um, Yunho, I'm not sure which phone to get, so you can just pick anything for me.” He took it from you so that you could finish your oatmeal. He gripped his chin, analyzing the page before choosing something that said ‘new release’. 
“What’s your favorite color?”
“Purple.”
“Same!” San’s ears perked up, tail swaying behind him. “I love dark purple a lot, any purple”. You listed that your favorite colors were purple, black, and red. 
“My favorite colors are dark blue… and cement color,” Mingi butted in
“C—cement?” you questioned him, thrown off a bit.
“I don’t know why he doesn’t just say grey,” San scowled, “it always throws people off.”
“It’s not just any grey. It's cement grey. The same way you like dark purple and purple,” Mingi defended his choices, folding his arms in front of him, his ears in ‘airplane’ mode.
“I don’t think it’s a bad color to like. I just wanted to know what he meant,” You polished your bowl of oatmeal before Yunho handed the tablet back to you. 
“I added a laptop for you in case you wanted to make any music on it,” Yunho considered your hobbies, which was very sweet of him. “Also, I like all colors”, he decided to add.
You registered everything you’ve learned from the men at the table, going to the last site dedicated to heat toys. It was a big deal because not every toy helps the same hybrids; everyone is different. You picked out various toys and accessories, handing the tablet back to Yunho, “I’m done with everything.” 
San took it upon himself to take your bowl to the sink after you finished. You appreciated how attentive everyone was towards you, but you couldn’t decide if it was due to your current state or them giving you “princess” treatment. Either way, you weren’t complaining. You’d do everything yourself if you could. Yunho went through all the tabs, not bothering to look at the price or what you put in it, just pressing the ‘pay’ option. He must be very well off not to care about how much everything came out to be. Then again, he officially has three hybrids now. He uttered “cute” on the lingerie page, paying for everything. The tablet made a little shutdown sound after he finished. 
“Everything should be coming in a week or two. Next time, I’ll order what you want to decorate your room. But in that time, you may have to continue wearing my clothes still,” he pondered, “... or I could just go out and buy something for you right now.”
“No, no, I can wait,” you brushed his thought off like he didn't drop 5-6k on you just now. “I like how your clothes smell, too.” 
Yunho had a bashful look on his face. “Don’t say that around them, I might have competition suddenly.”
“In your dreams, hyung,” Mingi puffed his chest. “You may not be able to smell me, but I think I have the best scent around here.” San looked at you and mouthed ‘he’s crazy’ to you. “But chocolate musk and strawberries might have one-upped me.” These compliments weren’t something you were used to. Mingi seemed to be a big flirt in your opinion.
“I hear you, Mingi,” Yunho petted his head, petting San’s afterward because the latter got jealous if he wasn’t given equal affection. Yunho pets you right after, producing a purr from you. However, his phone rang again, and he looked at the contact name in disbelief. “Oh no, don't tell me”. 
Anxious, you watch his face frown. “Yes, noona, I understand.” Noona? Did he have an older sister? Friend maybe? Or girlfriend? He hung up the phone and stuffed it back in his pocket. “I was going to call out of work today to watch over you, but it seems like Noona at the dance studio fell ill, so I’m going to have to go anyway.” 
Your ears fell flat on your head, you couldn’t tell him to stay, so you just nodded at his words. “These two will have to watch over you in the meantime. I’ll leave them a list and everything they should do to take care of you,” He stood from the table and looked at the two hybrids. “If she needs anything, gentlemen”.
They acknowledged Yunho’s warning, swearing to supervise you properly today. You trust they will, since they’ve been so tentative with you already. You looked at the tablet already, noticing it was already 9 am, the day was still so long, and you still hadn’t slept. Honestly, you were feeling pretty tired after the oatmeal, San noticed. “Do you want to nap now y/n?”
You declined. “Um… if it’s okay, can I use the tablet on the couch?” Without a second word, San stood up and offered his hand to you. You accepted it, watching him kneel to wrap his arm under your knees and wrap your arms around his neck.
This is the first time you felt you properly smelled his scent, a mix of caramel and sandalwood. The woody base note felt so masculine to you, but offered a delicious smoothness of caramel, you don’t think you've smelled anything like it before. He placed you on the couch, bringing the tablet to you afterward. “There are a few games on there if you want to play anything. If you want to watch any videos, there’s an app for that as well. Let me know if you need any help with anything on it.” 
“Thank you,” you said, swiping around on the device. There were so many things on the screen that you didn’t know where to start, you just pressed on random apps hoping to find anything interesting. If you began to get overwhelmed, you told yourself you’d just put it down and get some rest. 
Yunho took about thirty minutes to get ready for work, not wanting to leave at all. He’s aware duty calls, but he felt a mantle of responsibility to take care of you. This is exactly why he despises getting sick. It wasn’t even him this time. Life is unfair, he thought. He came downstairs to see you perched on the couch, eyes glued to the tablet's screen while the boys turned on the PlayStation. He strolled up to the hybrids and said his goodbyes for the day, promising to return as soon as possible.
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Without realizing it, you ended up on the tablet for hours, getting comfortable lying on your back. Everything felt like a new world to you, you found out that you liked two apps so far: YouTube and a rhythm game. Rhythm game because it had songs on it that you liked, where you could tap and glide your fingers to the beat, and YouTube because you could search up music and random animal videos. Ironic considering you were a hybrid, but it was different, videos of cats getting scared by cucumbers and sounding like they’re saying random words made you giggle.
San and Mingi saw that you were practically attached to the device as they played video games on the TV in front of the couch. Some game called “Tekken 6” or whatever. They were pretty loud at certain times, but it didn’t bother you since you were several cat videos in. You distinctly heard San tease Mingi about losing five times in a row to his Jin character. A heavy thud made you look up from the tablet. They were play-fighting. Mingi looked like he should’ve been winning because of how big he was, but San overpowered him easily. He pressed his fingers into his waist, making Mingi guffaw. You watched as San’s tail gripped Mingi’s wrist and pulled it towards the ground.
“Just say I’m better,” San sat on Mingi’s torso, pushing his other arm away as the younger male tried to sit back up.
Mingi found unforeseen strength, pulling his wrist with San’s tail wrapped around it, and bit it. You phantomly felt it too, just by looking at it. It didn’t seem like it hurt, but San was thrown off by it. With him distracted, Mingi quickly sat up, letting San fall back as it was his turn to assault his sides. 
“Never! Today was just pure luck.” You monitored everything, shaking your head at how silly they were being. If the game caused this kind of reaction in someone, you don’t think you wanted to play it. But you did want to join them, it looked entertaining.
The doorbell rang, stopping their ministrations. They played rock, paper, scissors for who had to answer the door. Mingi lost again and had to answer it. “Wow, are you bad at all g—Ow!” Mingi slapped his thigh to hush him up, getting up to answer the door. “Fun fact, if you ever want to beat him at rock, paper, scissors, just throw paper. He always throws rock.”
“Okay,” you chuckled. 
Mingi soon came back with a small package in hand. “Your heat suppressants are here, y/n.” He gently handed them to you. 
You situated yourself properly on the couch, looking at the pill bottle. There was a note separate from the bottle that you read, it was a personal note from Hongjoong himself:
‘After noting that y/n hasn’t had her heat in a while, allow her first heat to break before starting her on these. It could be more harmful to her if she were to take them now because she’d be restricting herself even more. When her heat dissipates, let her take it regularly. I’ve put in a monthly prescription for her that will be delivered along with the boy’s heat suppressants. If you have any questions, please contact me asap. — KHJ’
You placed the bottle on the table. “I can’t take these yet.”
Mingi furrowed his eyebrows, the game long forgotten about. “How come?”
“... I have to wait for my heat to break or else it will be more harmful,” sighing at the fact that you’re going to have a rough time one of these days. “I don’t even know when it’s going to break. If I knew, maybe I’d prepare better”.
The ambiance felt tense, mainly because they were waiting for you to continue; you had nothing left to say. “... If I may ask, how did you usually handle your heats?” San inquired, earning a side eye from Mingi, but he was also curious.
You pressed your cheek into your palm, you haven’t thought about it in a while, wanting to forget what happened during your previous heat. “Toys mainly. I’ve been to a heat hotel about twice, but it wasn’t enjoyable since the hybrids offered to me were mainly thinking about themselves. Whether it was because my scent was too intoxicating to them or because their heat broke as well. There wasn’t any chemistry,” you bitterly stated. “After I told my previous owner this, she stopped bringing me to them. She always wanted me to have better, and that I also mattered when it came to my heat. But I don’t think I had a proper one.” The two hybrids listened intently, feeling abhorrence for you, but it’s been a while ago for you to care. “What do you two do on your heats?”
“Depends on what we want that day,” Mingi played with the bracelet on his wrist while staring at you. “Heat hotels, toys as well, sometimes each other, and sometimes our hybrid friends that belonged to Yunho’s and Hongjoong’s close friend, Seonghwa. Their names are Yeosang and Wooyoung.”
You were surprised. “You two help each other?” San and Mingi shyly looked at each other before looking away. 
“Yeah, if we need it. Friends helping each other out,” San’s ears flicked, and his tail wrapped around his arm. Mingi’s tail wagged behind him as his ears stood tall. “But when it comes to Yeosang and Wooyoung helping, San and Wooyoung are stuck to each other like glue. In and out of heat honestly.” Mingi commented on the two’s relationship. Now you’re extra curious about how the other hybrids looked, wondering if they were as handsome as these two. 
“... So if I needed… would you help me?” you quizzed, afraid of rejection but asked anyway. 
“Absolutely,” Mingi’s tail swung lower, snapping him out of his thoughts. “If you wanted us to, of course,” he cleared his throat. Your throat felt dry suddenly, at least you had the security of knowing you could ask for help from San and Mingi.
“It would be an honor,” San put a hand over his heart, giving you a small smile. “You could also tell us to go away, and we would,” that made you laugh. 
“No, I wouldn’t do that.” Well, you don’t know that yet, but it’s not like they’ve given you a reason to. 
“But I do have a question, did you go into heat while you were outside?” Mingi asked. That stumped you a bit, you never really talked about that. 
“Yes, but only once. It was around the time when I had left my owner's place after she passed away. Because she had passed a week before it started, it hit me while I was searching for shelter away from the cold. By that time, I had found a secluded house that had been abandoned for a while. I stayed in there and just held myself for days,” you painfully reminisced, cringing at the thought. “It was painful enough, but the lack of food on top of that and any toys made the pain tenfold. But I figured it was probably safer there than out where there could be some potential predator. After that one, I hadn’t had one for the next three months. I’m guessing my stress levels prevented me from having them.” 
And now you have to prepare for another painful heat, as long as you're in better conditions.
The atmosphere didn’t let up either. San and Mingi regret asking you these questions because they didn’t know how deep it was going to get. They noticed that your chocolate musk and strawberry scent was slowly starting to turn sour again, and their alarms went off.
“Y/n,” San took you out of your thoughts. “Would you like to scent us? It helps with stress. Maybe we can help you relax,” he offered. Scenting was normal amongst hybrids, friends did it, lovers did it, and even hybrids getting to know each other did it. But you never got to properly scent them, now that you thought of it. 
“Yes…” San almost got up to head in your direction, but you put your hand up, signaling to stay where he was. You got off the couch and crawled to where the two hybrids sat, sitting in front of them and looking between them. They gave you a comforting smile, waiting for you to initiate it first. 
Considering San was the one who asked first, you dipped your face in the crook of his neck by his scent gland. You were welcomed with the deep woody sandalwood and caramel scent again. The pheromone felt like when you get caramel stuck in your tooth, so sweet and sticky. But then the woodsy smell came, washing on top of it. The earthy tones were rich and slightly floral; it was one of the most unique scents you’ve smelled. You almost wanted to drink it, but knew that wasn't physically possible. You didn't realize your tail was swaying behind you until San whispered cordially, “You seem to like it.” You gave him a nod, moving from his neck.
You turned to face MIngi, and he opened his arms, enveloping you as you went to his scent gland. This was the first time you got to scent him since being here, and he smelled like something you didn’t expect, honestly. He had a combination of Egyptian musk and cocoa butter; another floral woody scent, but with more amber, with its rich chocolate-like aroma of the cocoa butter and hint of vanilla. The Egyptian musk was the main base of the scent since it was a more herbal and sultry aroma. Mingi held you in his arms as you scented him. “I like hugging people, if you’re wondering,” he spoke softly, running a thumb along your arm. When he felt you pull back, he released you from his hold. “Whose scent did you like more?”.
They anticipated your answer like they were about to win a prize or something. Honest to god, both had such alluring scents you couldn’t pick. “Both,” you watched as they both enlarged their chests and shook hands.
‘Draw?’, ‘Draw.’ They were both weirdos, but you enjoyed it. You began purring audibly, never feeling this relaxed in your life. “Would you two like to scent me?”
They instantly leaned to the respective sides of your neck, deeply inhaling. You produced more pheromones so that they could both get a good amount, since you only had one scent gland anyway. San’s tail slapped against the ground in content, accidentally brushing against yours at one point. He moved his tail to the other side to continue his ministrations. Mingi placed his palm on the ground so that his nose pressed into your gland, huffing deeply twice and exhaling. His tail swaying side to side like a pendulum. You closed your eyes, purring becoming even louder for them to hear, you were in the clouds right now. They didn't want to, but they both pulled away, savoring it. 
“There’s no competition when you already seem to be the winner,” San referred to your pheromones. 
You hummed at the compliment “Thank you.” Mingi put his hands up, admitting defeat. 
You yawned, peeping at the clock behind them. It’s only 3:30 pm, and the need for sleep was finally winning. “I feel really sleepy all of a sudden…” The power of scenting. 
Your yawning caused San to yawn, which was around the time he took his daily nap. “Would you like to take that nap now? If not, I might just go ahead without you,” His eyes were getting heavy like earlier this morning. 
“Yes, please,” rubbing your eyes, fighting with them. “Anywhere in particular you like to nap?”
“Wherever you usually do. Could be on this floor even.”
Mingi frowned that you two were going to nap for the first time without him. “What about me?” he feigned a whine. 
“I thought you were joining anyway,” you told him, and he started to feel better. Mingi shot up, quickly running around the house and gathering plush blankets and pillows so that your body wouldn’t hurt on the ground. It wouldn’t have, especially since it wasn’t concrete.
He placed two large futons and three pillows on the living room floor, feeling proud of his work. They let you get on it first, feeling it out to see if you liked it. You wondered how thick these futons were because you didn’t feel the floor beneath you. Lying down on the middle pillow, the other two hybrids followed suit on either side of you. San placed his arm under your pillow and opened his other one, offering you the freedom to find purchase in his chest. You scooted closer to him, hugging his torso and exhaling deeply. You were right by his scent gland and could pass out any second. 
You felt Mingi shuffle behind you. “Y/n, am I allowed to hold you as well? I do like to hold onto people or plushies, but I could just use this pillow.”
“Of course you can…” You replied sleepily, reaching for his arm behind you and bringing it over your waist. He scooted closer to you, but not enough to press up against your back, his nose pressed against the back of your neck, wanting to scent you as he fell asleep. The combination of their scents surrounded you; the Egyptian musk and cocoa butter beautifully melted into the sandalwood and caramel. You could die here, passing away in tranquility. It didn’t take long for you to knock out after that, finally losing the sleeping battle.
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Yunho had finally come home from work, It wasn’t that long of a day for him since he called in another dance teacher to teach the rest of the lessons. He explained his situation to the dance teacher, earning empathy and telling Yunho that you were more important. Yunho was thankful to have understanding coworkers. Even though you said you were fine without it, he still went ahead and bought you some inside clothes, bras, and underwear so you would feel more comfortable and let your tail loose. He remembered your sizes after briefly scanning what you put in the cart from earlier. He only bought what he deemed was a week’s worth, just so that you could wear whatever before your online order arrived. The walk home was short, stressing out slightly about whether the boys did what he told them. It’s not that he didn’t trust them, never that. They just sometimes get caught up in their worlds.  
He unlocked the front door to his house and was greeted with silence. He didn’t see anyone at the dining table or in the kitchen, so he thought you were all in your respective rooms. He put his coat away and removed his shoes, walking to place your new bag of clothes on the dining table before noticing feet sticking out from the living room area. When he walked over, his heart warmed up. He saw that you were between Mingi and San, Mingi spooning right behind you with his nose in your neck and holding your waist. Your nose was deep into San’s neck, and your arms were wrapped tightly around his torso and San’s nose in your hair. San’s tail tangled itself around your leg, and yours around Mingi’s. You all slept so peacefully and blissfully. He decided to capture a photo of the three of you to show you later and send it to Seonghwa later.
Yunho was glad you finally warmed up to them, proud that they made you feel more comfortable. That way, you’ll be more open to everyone. You were in safe hands, he thought. He left you three alone and grabbed the bag full of your new clothes and put them away for later, keeping the mental image of the small smile you had on your face while sleeping. And how he’d never want to see you frown a day in your life, you deserved to be happy.
So he vowed to make that happen. 
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snoopledrooplecheesedoodle · 11 months ago
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A Quick Pick Me Up (Yandere Neko Cafe x Reader)
Hey, ya'll, I know ya'll like my fandom work, but I promise you my OC stuff is just as good. Please read!!!!! I just felt like doing this today! Reader is gender neutral. Also YANDERE BEHAVIOR IS UNACCEPTABLE IN REAL LIFE! IT AINT CUTE, IT'S ABUSE! SEEK HELP IF YOU OR A LOVED ONE HAVE SOMEONE IN YOUR LIFE LIKE THIS!
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Picture belongs to @kaffee-und-liebe
Tw: Yandere tendencies, some platonic yanderes (the kids and Cocoa), some slightly suggestive content, cursing, Donut (you'll know what I mean later), mentions of abuse, and other possibly triggering content
MINORS DNI
You live in a city that is made up of mostly apartments, that don't allow you to keep a cat much less a hybrid. Too bad because you really love cats and cat hybrids. They're just so cute with their soft ears and tails and fierce expressions. When they purr? You almost die!
Which is why you are currently vibrating in front of the newest cat cafe where you can interact with cat hybrids and cats alike. It was also really close to your apartment building, so it was meant to be. The cafe was a cute brown stone building covered in vines and flowers with a black sign that in golden letters spelled out "Lucky Kitty Cafe". You felt pretty lucky standing in front of the building right now. You took a breath and entered the building.
Ding~
A set of bells tinkled cutely as your eyes widened in amazement. The place was catastic! There were paintings of cats, a cat tree decorated with potted plants, chairs with little cat ears on the back, and much more. A strange looking person with a long and thin face and vitiligo and mysterious blue green colored eyes looked up with a friendly smile. They wore head scarf with a hat with cat ears on top and a beige shirt with caramel accents.
"Welcome to Lucky Kitty Cafe, I'm Shopkeeper, are you here to see our cats and cat hybrids?" Their voice was a soothing androgynous voice. They were pretty hot not going to lie. "Yes, I'm here to see the cats!" "Wonderful~" Shopkeeper purred as they grabbed a pen and paper. "Would you like anything to eat or drink while you wait?" You smile gleefully at Shopkeeper and nod. "I'll have (cafe order) please." Shopkeeper jotted your order down and nodded. "Good taste, we'll have that order out right away for you Mx..."
"(Y/N)"
Mx. (Y/N) what a beautiful name...I can tell the staff will just love you~
For the privacy of our staff, they have been assigned names of popular cafe drinks and snacks. Their personalities our meant to cater to our wide clientele. Please take not of the following rules:
Rule 1.: Do not pick up cats
Rule 2: No pulling tails and ears of cats or staff
Rule 3: Harassment of any kind towards our cats, staff, or other customers will get you sent straight to Butch
Rule 4: Our staff are playing a role to increase your enjoyment of the cafe. The way they act in the cafe does not necessarily constitute how they act outside of the cafe.
Rule 5: Buy at least one item on the menu, this is a business after all
Rule 6: DON'T MESS WITH OUR DARLING 
Meet Our Staff
Macchiato:
Macchiato or Macchi is the unofficial mascot of "Lucky Kitty Cafe" she is a calico hybrid who is the sweetest person around. Her cheerful and bright attitude will brighten up even the grumpiest of people's days. She always is the first to greet new customers.
You were stunned when the tritone beauty perched herself directly on your lap, her orange eyes shining brightly as she bounced up and down barraging you with questions.
She was so excited to see a cute new face around the establishment! Your hands were so gentle as you pet her soft ears. She didn't feel the slightest bit of shame letting you know how much she enjoyed it with her loud purring. When your food and drink came you offered to share some with her.
With her?
She almost fell in love right then and there, no one ever offered to share their food with her in such a genuine way. The food was some of the best she ever had since she got to share it with you. She couldn't help but laugh as you gushed over the cats, you were more adorable than anyone here!
She's probably the first to go yandere, she can't help it when your sweeter than the sugary treats Shopkeeper bakes. She is one clingy motherfucker, so she'll always have some body part of yours close to her. She will also insert herself in any interaction you have with others in the cafe or outside. Don't ask her why she's here just pet her pretty tritone hair!
She wants to be the only hybrid in your life which means you may wake up with her snuggled into your arms blinking those sunset orbs at you cutely.
"Morning (N/n)! Did you sleep well? I know I did~
Collects any trash you leave behind. Dirty napkins? Now hers. Straws? She's wrapping her tongue around while thinking indecent thoughts. Lost your cute keychain? Well good luck ever finding it again because now it's a part of her shrine to you.
Don't let her cute face fool you, she will do whatever it takes to ensure that you are hers.
"(N/n) left their Chapstick here. Mmm (N/n) it's like sharing an indirect kiss with you~"
Espresso:
Meet the cafe's very own black cat Espresso. He is very quiet and aloof at first. Most people never interact with him as he will leave when people attempt to start a conversation with him. No one understands why Espresso even took a job here as he's clearly not a people hybrid.
He is no doubt one of the most handsome hybrids most people see. Beautiful dark skin and long dreadlocks accompanied with silky black ears and tail and intelligent brown eyes. His voice is very deep and mellow much like a good espresso.
He is a cat magnet as even the shyest cats can be found purring contently on his lap. He lets them hang around him as he sketches pictures of the cafe.
"You're a really good artist"
Espresso jerks at the sudden sound of your voice, how did you manage to sneak up on him? He froze as every impulse in him was confused on how to react. Run away? Thank you? Let you sit down with him? It's clear to you that the Windows shut down noise is taking place in his head right now.
"I'm sorry for startling you, I'll be on my way now."
It didn't take long for other cats and Macchi to distract you, but Espresso couldn't get the interaction out of his head. Yes, you scared him, but you didn't pressure him into conversation. You simply complimented his art before leaving.
Why did a small part of him wish you stayed?
In order for him to go yandere for you, you have to let him approach you in his own time. You must be patient as Espresso isn't used to engaging with customers like the other staff are. He is probably the last if not close to last who go yandere for you, which means you'll have an ally for when the others get too touchy.
He is very aware that the feelings that he is developing aren't the healthiest, so he tries to keep his feelings to himself. He adores your calming presence and how you can bring out the best in anybody. He begins subconsciously drawing you more and more in different scenarios. Most relatively innocent but there are enough indulgent sketches that he doesn't allow you to look through his sketch book without him supervising.
However, jealousy begins to gnaw at his gut when he sees you interacting with the others. When did Butch get so protective of you? Why do you hang around that bastard Donut? Why can't he have you all to himself? He starts to use the trust that you've built towards him to convince you to spend less time with the others. Besides that, he's one of the most harmless yanderes on this list.
"Oh, you're here, did the others smother you too much? They won't bother as long as you stay with me my muse."
Donut:
Oh boy, you got this gremlin's attention, you really are too sweet for your own good, aren't you? Donut is an orange Munchkin cat hybrid and the shortest adult of the staff (the kids are platonic yandere for you). The definition of short guy syndrome but he hides it behind a cute facade. He lays it on thick for customers to give him fat tips (get you mind out of the gutter). A little bat of the eyelash here and a flirty wink there and everyone is eating out of the palm of his hand.
"Oh, a new customer, it's so nice to meet you I'm Donut~"
"Nice to meet you Donut."
"Hee hee, do you mind if I sit on your lap?"
He plops himself on your lap and starts not so subtly grinding on you which makes you very uncomfortable, you just met this guy. Plus, this is not the place for finding a random hookup. You push him off your lap and tell him that his actions made you uncomfortable. Donut begins boiling inside. You ungrateful bitch! How dare you turn him down! Him! HIM!!!! He yells in frustration later in the empty break room. Why were you being so rude when he was just being nice? (No dude that's sexual harassment) He's made it his personal mission to seduce you and then when you fall for him laugh in your face.
Donut turns up the clueless and the sexiness up by a hundred and ten percent. He wears extra skimpy and tight-fitting shorts and skirts (with lacey panties and/or thongs) as well as unbuttoning half the buttons on his pastel pink shirt, showing you his surprisingly defined chest. He skips around with an innocent grin, only for his actions to be ignored. You evil SLUT, how dare you pretend to not see what he's doing? He should teach you to be grateful and get down on your knees like a good whore does. He ignores all the other customers in favor of hatefully glaring at you from the corner.
He follows you out of the cafe and drags you into an alley nearby pinning you to the wall (he's actually deceptively strong). He screams all of the feelings he's been bottling up towards you with tears in his eyes. You stand still for a moment unsure of what to do and then you feel him go limp. Okay this is super awkward, the guy in front of you went on a nice guy spiel and then passed out. Unfortunately, you have some morality and decide not to leave him out here when your apartment is right across the street. You scoop him up and walk to your apartment (he's really light).
Donut wakes up in a stranger's bed and thinks he took his anger out by sleeping with some rando for a quick ego boost. However, he sees you coming into the room with a plate of breakfast and set it right in front of him. Why was he at your place? You explained what happened and Donut is very embarrassed, he can't believe he was vulnerable with the person he despises with all his heart. He prepares for you to mock him cruelly, but instead you treat him with the kindness he'd never show for you. Why are you such a mature person? It makes him so mad that he starts blushing, his heart starts pumping... did you always look so handsome?
Uh oh
Donut goes from being horrible to you to being the most delusional being on the planet. You treated him with kindness, which must mean you love him and much as he loves you. He does the cute act except this time its genuine and less sexual (he learned boundaries for you so be grateful (don't he still sucks)). However, he doesn't afford the same luxury to others. He sees the way others look at you and he doesn't like it one bit. He is cruel and sadistic towards rivals all while acting like an absolute angel towards you.
"Welcome home darling! How did I get in your apartment? You invited me here silly, now come and snuggle with your one and only~"
Sugar:
Sugar is a complete MILF looking like a golden age Hollywood actress in her work uniform. She is a Turkish Angora hybrid with gorgeous long white hair plated in victory curls and bewitching heterochromic eyes (left brown and right blue with a beauty mark under the left one). Sugar was a show hybrid like her mother before her but had to leave when she became pregnant with a stray hybrid's kittens. She is very gentle and motherly with an elegant femme fatale aura to her. Sugar is considered second in command to Shopkeeper and very respected for her age and wisdom (she's in her early to mid-forties because we love older women here).
Popular with old and young alike, you were starstruck when the snow-haired beauty and spoke to you with her lightly accented voice (she's Turkish). You felt completely comfortable with Sugar and were able to get some sound financial advice from her, as Sugar knew what it was like to be young and struggling to pay bills.
"Remember that charity is no only an act of generosity but also tax deductible."
"Yes mommy."
"What?"
"What?"
She found your slight crush on her adorable as it was flattering for younger people to find her attractive. However, she didn't want to have to parent her partner as well as her twins. She doesn't immediately go yandere nor is she the slowest to go yandere for you. This feeling changed when she saw how well you got along with Cookie and Muffin (her twins). You were able to get them to listen to you as well as break up their fights which was a feat that very few outside herself could do. Color her impressed.
"Mommy is (Y/N) our new parent?"
"Now kids we need to be tactical about this-"
"They helped find a crying child's parents."
"Cookie, Muffin, say hello to your new stepparent."
Very few younger people and hybrids knew the subtle art of seduction like Sugar did, which she believes gives her advantage compared to the others. She doesn't constantly badger you for your time like Macchiato, Donut, and Cappuccino do (she's only truly worried about the romantic rivals but Cocoa is on thin ice sometimes). Nor does she play it too subtle like Espresso and Croissant do. She invites you to "platonic" dates out with her and her children to parks and restaurants. She also will subtly touch you whether it be smoothing wrinkles on your outfit or giving you chaste kiss on the cheek (she says she greets everyone that way, but you have yet to see that). She knows she attractive and how to flirt in a way that makes you blush but not uncomfortable.
She's seen the cruelties of the world and hopes that you won't have to go through have the horrors she's faced. The world isn't very kind to single moms, especially older single moms. She wants you to be happy and safe in her home, as a cute little stay at home spouse. Let her do all the hard work outside while you stay home and do some work inside (she won't let you strain yourself though). She also is a doting and spoiling yandere. She's very generous and giving towards you (even in bed) and will have all your desires met except leaving.
She's a master manipulator and will use her children as a way to get you to consider staying with her. They love you so much, you wouldn't break their hearts, right? (the kids are also manipulative little shits as well) The only people she would consider sharing (this is only in dire situations) you with is Shopkeeper and maybe Bruce. Besides that, she won't rest until you are snuggled into her chest in the bed you share.
"(Y/N) let's go out again, the kids love hanging out with you dear and I wouldn't want to disappoint them. You will, wonderful!"
Cookie and Muffin: 
Meet the mischievous mixed breeds who work occasionally beside their mother. Cookie and Muffin are loved dearly by kids their age and lonely older patrons. They love sweets and messing with member of the staff they don't like (Donut and Cappuccino mostly) with very intricate pranks. They aren't always there and met you by chance as their mother had to pick them up early from school (Muffin and Cookie can get violent with each other and the only one who can break them up is momma Sugar). Muffin is the girl with short gray hair with a single white streak and Cookie is the boy with long white hair with a single gray streak.
They saw you playing with the kittens and wanted to play too! You rough house with the twins and don't get mad when Muffin bites you a bit too hard (kitten hybrid teeth are sharp). Cookie got jealous that you are paying more attention to Muffin and the two started fighting. Normally no one is brave enough to break the twins apart from each other, but you bravely stand between them enduring multiple scratches until they stopped.
They can't believe they hurt their new playmate; their mom is going to kill them. Both start crying while apologizing profusely for hurting you. Instead of yelling at them you scratch their ears gently and tell them it's okay. Your touch is just as calming as their mother's, wait why did you stop? Keep petting them please!
They're kids so they go yandere pretty quickly as they aren't romantic interests, and you sneak them pastries you bought (much to Sugar's dismay). Both are always trying to monopolize your time and will scratch and bite any staff or customer who interrupts their "(Y/N) Time". When their mom starts having a romantic interest in you, they're ecstatic, you get to become their new parent. While they are kids, they aren't dumb as they notice other staff members looking at you the same way that their mom does. They won't let just anyone marry you, only mommy can (they can't wait to call you their baba*)!
Their pranks become almost deadly in nature towards rivals of their mom. They never get in trouble for almost killing the delivery guy because they're just kids, what do you expect? Also inherit the manipulative trait from their mother. Oh no their babysitter mysteriously quit! Could you watch them? You come over only to find that it was an elaborate ruse done by the twins, so you have family movie night with them and Sugar (they "fall asleep" on you so you're forced to spend the night). Mommy is sad because she remembered how daddy left them. Could you cheer her up?
They aren't too dangerous yanderes besides the semi deadly pranks, but they aren't to be underestimated because they're children. They want a happy family with their favorite playmate, and they'll do anything they can to get it.
"(Y/N), Muffin pulled on my hair!" "Not before Cookie bit my finger!"
"Baba don't leave!" "Yeah, we'll stop fighting as long as you're here!"
Croissant:
Ah the intelligentsia of the cafe, its own certified genius Croissant. Croissant is a lover of reading, fine art, and playing his beloved cello. He brings with him a refined aura and a thirst for knowledge. He's a blonde American Curl who always wears his beloved red scarf, even indoors. He has semi long curly blond hair in a mullet and the prettiest hazel eyes. He's got freckles that he hides with makeup. He is popular with mainly older people who enjoy engaging in discourse with him on a wide variety of subjects. He also helps tutor kids occasionally in the cafe's break room.
Croissant saw you sitting in the corner reading a book while sipping on (beverage of choice), the book you were reading happened to be one he knew about. He asked if you were enjoying the book, which caused your eyes to light up. You began to ramble to him about the book you were reading which Croissant found very adorable. Finally, he found someone that had a similar interest to him.
The two of you begin to have a routine where you would have interesting conversations about your individual interests, where each one of you would come out learning more about each other. Croissant started noticing little things about you, like how one dimple is bigger than the other when you smile, or that your nose scrunches up when you're confused. That's totally a normal thing to notice about your friend, right?
Right?
Croissant is one of the last to go yandere but goes yandere before Espresso and Butch. I mean how could anyone resist your charms forever? You never are rude or demeaning like the jealous fools in his graduate classes. You actually listen with wide eyed interest and treating him like a regular person instead of something to be revered or despised made him fall deeper into his obsession with you.
Croissant will find any way to spend more time with you. You trying to go to graduate school? He can help you study! Applying for a job? Why not work here? Other work environments won't value you the way "Lucky Kitty Cafe" would value you. So, what if you're human, Shopkeeper is human too (are they though?)! Don't even worry about filling out a resume a good word from Croissant and you'll have the job by tomorrow (even if you don't want to work there you will end up working there if Croissant has something to say about it).
Croissant never values anyone's opinion on him before, but he reveres your opinion above his own. Prefer red heads? Guess who's dying his hair? Hate his curled ears? He suddenly prefers wearing hats indoors. He can become very unstable fast so try to reassure him with love and affection. Or else no one will be able to stop the fall out. He's one hell of a stalker since he wants to know that you are okay, and no one is hurting you. Keeps extensive lists of things you like and plans for the future home the two of you will buy that is far away from this city and its impure influences.
"Ah Mx. (L/N) it's a pleasure to see you today. Care to pick up our conversation from where we left off yesterday?"
Cocoa:
Cocoa is a spunky freshly high school graduated college student who is working at the "Lucky Kitty Cafe" as a waitress for some extra money to pay for campus expenses. Cocoa is a Burmese with gigantic coke bottle glasses (she's extremely far sighted) and puffy space buns. She is popular with the teens and young adults who frequent the restaurant for her cute fashion sense and her sassy attitude.
She first met you when she spilled hot coffee all over you. The one day she forgets to wear her glasses! She immediately rushes you to the employee bathroom and apologizes profusely as she sprays cold water over the burn and begins to cry. She never meant to hurt anyone, and she may even get fired for injuring another customer (first time was no accident). You were fine thankfully but the guilt still ate away at Cocoa. She decided to spend time with you as payment and even pay for your meal. You laugh at Cocoa's guilt-ridden sad puppy eyes and compliment her nails. She immediately forgets her guilt and babbles about the cute new nail salon you should try. OMG you two should totally become BFFs!
Cocoa isn't immediately yandere and is like Sugar somewhere in the middle but further towards the immediate side. She's just hanging out with her new bestie! However, her tail bristles when she sees Macchi looping her arm around your waist, or the way that Donut coos at you while trying to feed you the cafe's newest dessert. Can't these two find their own BFFs, your hers. Great now Cappuccino is sleeping with their head in your lap! She snaps and screams at the other hybrid to leave you the hell alone, scaring many nearby cats. You tell Cocoa to calm down and that you're okay with Cappuccino doing this. What the fuck? How could you?!
After taking a second to calm down, Cocoa had to figure out why she was so worked up about you having other friends. It's good for you to have other friends...so why does it leave a bitter taste in her mouth. She doesn't hate the idea of you having friends, she just needs to be your BEST FRIEND!
Cocoa is one monopolizing and clingy girl. You have planned this weekend? Great now you can throw them out because Cocoa is taking you shopping to a cool new vintage store down the road, ooh and you can have boba tea afterwards! She bats away Macchi, Donut, and Cappuccino to have some time with her bestie, they aren't invited! She also believes as your best friend (she'll get rid of anyone who tries and replace her) she gets to pick who your future spouse is, and she is overly critical towards everyone in the cafe. No one is good enough for her bestie! She might put in a good word for the others... if they forfeit their time with you for the day (she's evil like that >:)).
Cocoa also is the type to try and hang out with you outside of the cafe by "coincidence". Oh, my what a coincidence that you both were at the supermarket at the same time looking for...mangos. Man, she loves mangos (she hates mangos)! Anyways, she found this really cute spa where they use sweet, scented bath bombs in the soak tub. Don't worry she'll pay! She also will totally snitch if she sees others trailing you (like she wasn't also stalking you) to make you like her more. Oh my god Croissant is totally following you, guess he isn't the gentleman he claims to be. What's she doing here? Don't worry about that, let's go rollar skating!
"(N/n) look there's 50% off matching sets of pajamas! Let's totally get some and have a sleep over together!"
Matcha:
You like em weird. Like really weird. Matcha is one strange hybrid. They are a Russian Blue with long bangs that cover their intense steel blue eyes. They have a couple streaks of light green in their gray blue hair. Their extremely pretty as they have a pale complexion and are lithe but when they open their mouth customers walk away in discomfort. As a result, Shopkeeper has them in the back most of the day and only really lets them come out before opening and after closing. They will be the one of the last yandere's you'll probably meet.
You were helping Shopkeeper with cleaning up after an intense day at the cafe, after all they let you stay in the comfiest table for hours after you purchased food. As well as staying after closing to feed the kitties. You also may or may not have been lured by Shopkeeper's promise of being able to take some of the leftover pastries home. Whatever your reason you were helping Shopkeeper, when Shopkeeper left to take a phone call outside. You smiled to yourself as you hummed a tune while cleaning up. You started actually singing when you heard a crash coming from the kitchen area. Strange you don't remember anyone being in the store besides you and Shopkeeper. Curiosity got the better of you and you decided to sneak a peek at whatever creature was in the kitchen.
You peer into the dark kitchen to find a skinny person holding a bent-up pan and an explosion of red all over the floor and all over the person.
"Oh, don't worry this isn't blood."
You proceeded to sock the stranger in the face and run to find Shopkeeper.
"There's a strange person with bluish hair covered in god knows what in your kitchen!"
"Oh that's Matcha."
"Who?!"
After an in-depth explanation of why this person you never saw before was standing in front of you covered in strawberry jam (they like to be one with the fruit) you were introduced to Matcha. A hybrid who smells like and probably eats dirt, an acquired taste for most (both dirt and Matcha). You apologized for punching them in the face to which they grinned and told you they like how your fist felt on their face. Okay a little strange but Shopkeeper wouldn't hire a literal serial killer, right?
You don't even know anymore
Obsessed from the minute your fist made contact with their face. Not quite yandere but interested in the reactions you make (and the pain you can give them). They actually gain romantic interest towards you slower than you think, give or take two days. You saw the large cut on their arm and helped them patch it up, it was from that moment that they planned your entire wedding in their head.
Is terrible at stalking but does it in hopes of being caught and you berating them for it (thinks it's sexy when you're mad). Fights Macchi for the things you leave behind and is found sniffing the seat where you were sitting. Is the definition of worshipper yandere as they truly believe you are a deity, and they are your acolyte. They don't care if you hate them or want them dead, as long as they can be by your side that's all that matters.
Being your acolyte also means they will do anything you ask with zeal. It doesn't matter if it's highly illegal as going to jail in your stead would be a blessing. They just love you so much that it consumes their very being. They're willing to share you with others (as long as they can watch) as long as you still let them stay by your side too.
"Hit me, stab me, choke me, leave me to die. Any act done by your hands is a blessing and a pleasure for me~"
Shopkeeper:
You got the big cheese's attention, the owner of the cafe, the mysterious Shopkeeper. Shopkeeper is alluring in an inhuman way with their sharp blue green eyes and charming androgynous voice. They loved the smile you gave them the first time you came in, what an adorable face. They also loved the face you made when you took a bite of the food you ordered, that blissed-out look is just too cute.
"Excuse me did you make this pastry?"
"Oh, why yes I did, it happens to be a family recipe."
"You're so talented, that was the best (pastry of choice) I every ate!"
Normally compliments don't faze Shopkeeper they'd reply with a nod and a polite thank you. However, you seemed so genuine and the way your eyes sparkled made something melt inside of Shopkeeper. You would surely become one of their favorite customers.
Shopkeeper is very hard to read so it can be difficult to tell when they go yandere for you. Their actions can be seen as purely platonic or as their attempt to flirt with you. They always make sure your favorite sweets are freshly made when you arrive to the cafe, they have the time you arrive memorized. If you don't like sweets, they always have something savory and tasty prepared to your liking. Keeps track of your food preferences and allergies when coming up with new items for the menu, so you can taste test them.
"I was thinking of adding this to the menu tell me how it tastes?"
"Is it necessary for you to feed me?"
"Absolutely."
One thing is for sure when they do fall for you, they begin to plan how to make you entirely theirs. Shopkeeper knows how their staff have taken a liking to you, and they don't feel like sharing (may have an easier time with the more submissive/guilt ridden ones like Matcha and Butch). They use their sweet words and actions to guide you in the right direction (right into their arms). They also aren't afraid to take care of rivals that come from outside of the cafe.
"Oh, why is there blood on my face? Just a little problem in the kitchen that's all."
Cappuccino:
Cappuccino is the Ragdoll of the group, a mellow, sleepy person. They are perfect cuddle shape with their chubby body and their big fluffy ears, hair, and tail. They are almost always asleep yet one of the most popular hybrids at the cafe for how cute and calm they are. They don't often choose who they fall asleep on, so they might have accidently fallen asleep on you.
"Oh, I fell asleep but not on a pillow."
"Hey, Cappuccino, right? I need to get to work so could you kindly..."
"Zzzzzz"
Cappuccino is pretty big both tall and chubby (because tall people can also be chubby/fat and beautiful) so it's hard to move them when they sleep, which is too bad for you since Cappuccino has decided you are their new favorite pillow. They always find you in what you're doing and force you to let them cuddle with you. After all, why cuddle with a cat now that you have Cappuccino?
"Cappuccino what are you doing in my house?"
"Ugh you're being to noisy be quiet, pillows don't talk."
"GET OUT!"
Cappuccino goes yandere for you pretty quick, but you wouldn't notice as Cappuccino is too lazy to do anything about these feelings beside scent you constantly when you cuddle. Cappuccino is clingy in the sense that they can't get good sleep unless they're clinging to you. You may have places to be, but Cappuccino is sleeping right now so you won't be going anywhere. They're adorable and they know it, so they use this to make you stay longer too. One sleepy look from those big droopy blue eyes and you are staying a lot longer than you intended. Isn't willing to pick fights with Donut, Macchi, or Cocoa, but is willing to make it out like they are bullying them.
"You shouldn't hang out with people who treat others bad (Y/N), you know I never would (they totally would)."
Their apathy is one of the scariest traits they have, they may be lazy, but they use their cuteness to get crazed fans to get rid of the competition. They are not above getting rid of others at the cafe because they don't care about the people around them. Cappuccino is also very strong as when they aren't sleeping, they are at the gym, so if they feel motivated enough, they can bash some heads in. Cappuccino only cares about you, so don't make them do anything that you may regret.
"Oh (Y/N) sorry for humping you, I was having a very...intense dream."
Butch:
Enter the devoted guard dog of the cafe Butch. The Pitbull hybrid is the tallest and strongest of the cafe and doesn't let anyone harass the Shopkeeper and staff. He sent you a threatening glare with his scared face when you arrived. He didn't know you and he hated humans for all the scars they gave him. You smiled at him and walked away. Tch, stupid human.
One by one all the hybrids fell for your charms (platonic ones are platonically in love with you) and it made Butch's blood boil. Why couldn't you be satisfied with just being a patron? Why did Shopkeeper look at you that way? Butch had a crush on Shopkeeper for saving him from his horrible life yet never had the courage to approach them. He saw the looks Shopkeeper gave you and it made him angry. He was going to confront you when he saw the scene with Donut occur. He saw the look of fear and worry on your face as you carried Donut gently to your apartment. He saw how you treated Cocoa and the twins as well as Matcha. You didn't have anything to get out of this so why do it?
His answer was given the night an old competitor from the fighting ring came at him with the intention to kill. He managed to kill the guy before he was killed but he was severely injured. He heard footsteps approach him head and he looked up to see you. You kept him awake long enough for the paramedics to arrive and take him to the hospital. The look of worry in your eyes is genuine and your smile of relief reminds him of the smile that Shopkeeper gave him that day they saved him (he's got a thing for nonbinary baddies). Your smile however was less calculated and more genuine.
Badump
Badump
Butch is the last to go yandere because Butch feels guilty. Guilty for hating you when you showed him nothing but kindness, guilty for betraying Shopkeeper like that and guilty for wanting to lock you away where no one but himself can see you. He is one overprotective and loyal pooch, who will protect you until his final breath. Good people don't deserve to face the cruelties a monster like him faced.
The most likely to be poly with you and Shopkeeper as he still holds feelings for Shopkeeper and they're both obsessed with you. You won't want for anything as he holds you in his muscular arms with his head buried in your neck to muffle the sobs.
"Please forgive me for being selfish, you're the only good thing I've got."
*Baba is the gender-neutral affectionate term for parent like mama and papa.
Sorry if it's bad towards the end, I rushed towards Cappuccino and Butch. Please feel free to request scenarios for the new ocs I dropped. ONLY PLATONIC FOR COCOA AND THE TWINS BUT EITHER ROMANTIC OR PLATONIC FOR EVERYONE ELSE.
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hamburgerndsprite · 4 months ago
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Sprite's Favourite Fics {Bangtan Fics} Part 7
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(Also, all the moodboards are edited by me therefore I request everyone not to repost them as theirs)
[Masterlist]
[OT7]
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{SERIES}
➺ Office CEO AU by jiminiesfavouritecolourisblue
Pairing: CEO! BTS x worker! Reader Genre: fluff + angst + smut Summary: you work for seven CEOs who have called you into their office due to a complaint Chapters in chronological order: 10.5 -> 12.5 -> 4-6, 8.5 -> 13.5 -> 1-3 -> 7 -> 7.5 -> 8 -> 9 -> 10 -> 11 -> 12 -> 13 -> 14.5 -> 14 -> 15 -> 16…
➺ Whirlwind by secret-kpoplibrary
Pairing: Hybrid! BTS x Reader Chapters: 16/16 Genre: Fluff Summary: You wouldn’t say your life is perfect, far from it in fact, but you make the best of it anyway. But a rapidly occurring series of events in your life results in a lot of changes. Some good, some bad. It’s hard to tell when it’ll end, but you find yourself meeting new people along the way that make you feel like you can tackle just about anything that comes your guys’ way.
➺ Shadows and Wolfsbane by daydream-hobii
Pairing: BTS x Female!Reader; Alpha!Reader, Beta!Seokjin, Alpha!Yoongi, Alpha!Hoseok, Alpha!Namjoon, Omega!Jimin, Beta!Taehyung, Beta!Jungkook Genre: Poly!AU; Werewolf!AU; Shapeshifter!AU; Fluff; Angst Chapters: 20/20 Summary: Y/N is the youngest Alpha in her compound, owning a whole village. She was born by two Omegas, and originally wanted to be killed, but things were changing in her universe. At the end of the year, each Alpha can pick up to 30 new warriors, wolves that have been training, and the youngest always starts. Y/N never really chooses, asks for the ones who were unwanted such as the old or disabled. This time, she picks the strongest seven players among the warriors, and the other Alphas aren’t too happy, but she chose them for other reasons…. Hopefully, they’ll help her with the predicament she’s found herself in….
➺ Shelter Of Hope by daydream-hobii
Pairing: Hybrid BTS x Female!Reader; Human!Reader, Human!Namjoon, White Persian Cat!Seokjin, Siamese Cat!Yoongi, Border Collie!Hoseok, Calico Cat!Jimin, Australian Shepherd!Taehyung, Siberian Husky!Jungkook Genre: Poly!AU; Hybrid!AU; Fluff; Angst Chapters: 25/25 Summary: Y/N and her husband Namjoon are the proud owners of a hybrid shelter, protecting and saving as many hybrids as they can. They have a couple of their own, a cat and dog hybrid, whom they love with all their hearts. In the shelter, they gain some hybrids with trauma filled pasts, and one particular one who no one seems to want. What will happen when their little family of four turns to eight?
➺ To Build A Home by euphoricfilter
Pairing: Fox Hybrid! Jin, Human! Namjoon, Human! Yoongi, Wolf Hybrid! Hoseok, Cat Hybrid! Jimin, Wolf Hybrid! Taehyung, Fox Hybrid! Jungkook x 9-tailed fox! reader Genre: Hybrid AU || Fluff || Angst || Smut/ implied smut || Strangers to lovers AU || Best friends to lovers AU Chapters: 10/10 + Drabbles Story summary: With the government's hybrid sector hot on your tails (no pun intended), you have less than a year to solve the problem before they're legally allowed to take you in as a lab rat. What you didn't anticipate was the addition of 6 new members of your and Jin's happy duo. Luckily you both had enough love for 6 others.
[KIM NAMJOON]
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➺ God Of Destruction by jimlingss
Pairing: Namjoon x Reader Words: 7434 Genre: Fluff, Angst, Light Smut, Fantasy Au Summary: Everything he touches breaks; except for you.
➺ Red by sailoryooons
☾ Pairing: Werewolf!Namjoon x f. reader ☾ Summary: For as long as you can remember, your village has been relatively normal. But when people begin to turn up dead right after a group of newcomers arrive, pieces of your past start to fall into place, and something feels familiar - particularly the quiet man who can't take his eyes off of you. ☾ Word Count: 21,148 ☾ Genre: Supernatural, thriller, smut
➺ A Very Personal Assistant by mintjoonlep
Pairing: CEO! Namjoon/ Personal assistant! Reader Length: 7K Summary: Initially, you’d been somewhat uncertain about taking a job as the personal assistant to one Kim Namjoon, particularly when part of the job description entailed potentially having a discreet sexual relationship with your boss. Without a significant other to speak of and no better paying job prospects available, you’d accepted the position. Now, nearly a year later, you’d grown adept at your job, both as an assistant and as the secret lover your boss simply can’t seem to get enough of, a feeling that was definitely mutual.
{SERIES}
➺ Accidentally in Love by happy-meo
Pairing: Namjoon x Reader Genre: Fluff, clumsy namjoon Parts: 2/2 Summary: We’ve all had our clumsy moments but what if those embarrassing moments, where we hoped no one was looking, actually led us to the right person?
[KIM SEOKJIN]
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➺ Getting Bigger by sweetwritertanya
Pairing: husband! Jin x pregnant wife! reader Genre: SMUT. With a bit of angst and fluff in the mix Word Count: 2841 Summary: You are eating less than you probably should during your pregnancy because you’re afraid of gaining even more weight. Your husband, Jin, discovers this and is incredibly angry at you.
➺ Happy Kitty by jincherie
↼pairing: Seokjin x reader ↼genre: fluff, romance, drabble, hybrid!au ↼words: 2.4k+ ↼summary: After trying to confess your feelings for two weeks after Seokjin’s birthday, you finally trap him under some mistletoe.
➺ The Leather Loafers by jimlingss
Pairing: Prince! Seokjin x reader Words: 11.2k Genre: Fluff & Humour, Cinderella!Au Summary: Yes. You went to the ball. Yes. You ran into the prince. Yes. The shoe fits. BUT-! You aren't that Cinderella bitch. THEY'VE GOT THE WRONG PERSON!
{SERIES}
➺ Expect the Unexpected by bts-reveries
pairings: ceo, dad!jin x interior designer, mom!reader genre: family, fluff, crack, angst parts: 29/29 summary: Jin and his wife have been together since their third year of high school, married after eight years of dating, and now with three kids, Minseok, Soojin, and Haneul. You can say that his life was perfect. Everything was according to plan and everything fell into place. It was all he ever wanted. Now when he’s left to take care of his three kids alone while his wife is out to visit family, what happens when something falls out of place?
[MIN YOONGI]
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➺ The Missing Track by aelinad
Pairing:!Idol Yoongi x ! producer f. reader Genre: explicit romance (smut) !! MINORS DNI !! 🔞 Word count: ~ 30k Summary: Suga of BTS is on the edge, racing against the clock to finish his solo album. With just three songs left to complete and a looming deadline, he's struggling to find inspiration. In a last-minute move, his company pairs him with the highly secretive Producer K, a renowned but elusive figure in the music industry. Everyone assumes Producer K is a male, but when Suga meets the mysterious producer, he's shocked to discover that K is actually a talented and confident woman. As they collaborate, the line between professional and personal begins to blur. Their chemistry is undeniable, but with a ticking clock and the pressure to deliver, can they finish the album on time? Or will their growing connection derail everything they've worked for? Secrets, passion, and music. Can Suga keep his focus, or will Producer K. change everything?
➺ Ex-things by namfinessed
pairing: Yoong x reader genre: angst (after breakup!) wordcount: (4.8k) summary: over the years, everything you've owned has belonged to yoongi and everything yoongi's owned has belonged to you but when you break up, everything is your's and everything is his but none of it belongs to the two of you anymore and both of you can't stand it.
{SERIES}
➺ Perpetual datejust by jiminrings
pairing: yoongi x reader wordcount: 19k glimpse: when the general public hears the name min yoongi, they know him as the world-famous model who’s beyond talented in his craft. when the modeling industry hears the name min yoongi, they remember you: his resolute, firm, and sometimes rude manager who always puts yoongi’s best interests at heart — no matter what. alternatively, you’re yoongi’s manager and for the first time ever, you take a break away from him.
➺ So What? by bts-ot-7
Pairing: Hybrid Cat Yoongi x F Reader  Genre: Angst, Fluff, Hybrid, non-idol au Warnings: Contains explicit language, abuse WC: 31,473 Chapters: 15/15 Summary: Running from a past that foreshadows him, Yoongi is adamant about ever turning back to his human counterpart form, in hopes that nobody would recognise him and take him away. You worked at a cafe with your best friend. As a more-than-normal day seemed to go by, you discovered something amidst your housing block. Perhaps - just perhaps, the nighttime is where the angels arrive. 
[JUNG HOSEOK]
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➺ Blue by delightfulserendipity
↔Pairing: fiancé!hoseok x female!reader. ↔Genre: angst; romance; fluff; colorblind soulmate au; ↔Warnings: themes of pain; fear; sadness; loveless relationships. ↔Synopsis: "When you fall in love, you gain the ability to see colors. What about when you fall out of love, Hobi?"
➺ Things Change by yoonpobs
pairing: Jung Hoseok x oc genre: FLUFF, established relationship words: 3, 377 summary: when you're an unlikely pair but it works
{SERIES}
➺ The Apprentice by borathae
Pairing: Magic Student!Hoseok x Magic Student!Reader Genre: Fantasy!AU, Magic School!AU, s2f2potential lovers!AU, Romance Parts: 2/2 Summary: “Being a sorcerer has always been Hoseok’s dream. So when a well-known and powerful sorceress sends out letters informing the young minds of the city of an upcoming position as her apprentice, Hoseok takes fate into his own hands and applies. The only problem is that learning the arts of magic is reserved for women. He is convinced however that hard work and effort can charm the sorceress’ heart and get him the position.”
➺ Golden Heart by daydream-hobii
Pairing: Hybrid!Hoseok x Female!Reader Genre: Hybrid!AU, fluff Chapters: 15/15 Summary: Y/N’s best friends all have hybrids, and she loves them with all her heart, but she doesn’t want to be the same as everyone. She loves hybrids, and knows her friends are kind to them, but hybrids are part human, thus they should have their own choices. Many people, unfortunately, abuse their hybrids and use them, so she tries to fight for their freedom of choice. Her closest friend, Namjoon, convinces her to rescue a hybrid so that it can be safe from harm, and her perspectives changes entirely. 
[PARK JIMIN]
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➺ The Evolution Of You And I by readyplayerhobi
; Pairing: Hybrid!Jimin x Reader ; Genre: Fluff, light angst, mentions of smut ; Word Count: 10.2k ; Warnings: Mentions of loss of virginity, discussion of sex ; Synopsis: For 15 years, Park Jimin has been in your life in some form. From childhood pen pal to the closest of friends now, you can’t imagine your life without him even if you’ve never actually met him in person. It doesn’t help that you’ve fallen for him, even across the distance that separates you. But what happens when you finally meet up and you discover he’s been keeping something secret?
➺ Only You by personasintro
→𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: jimin x reader →𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: single dad Jimin, best friends to lovers au, smut, fluff, tiny bit of angst →𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: slight nipple play, oral (female receiving), protected sex, strong language, penetrative sex →𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 11.4k →𝒔𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔; you’ve been always there for your best friend, even when he became a single dad 
➺ Star Light, Star Bright by readyplayerhobi
; Pairing: Single Dad!Jimin x Tattoo Artist!Reader ; Genre: Fluff, smut, a tiny bit of angst ; Word Count: 17.5k ; Warnings: Oral sex (female receiving), penetrative sex, light biting ; Synopsis: Life has not gone exactly how Park Jimin imagined, and yet he can’t possibly imagine his life any different to what it is now. After six hard and stressful years, he’s now the happy owner of a degree along with being the proud dad of his little girl. But what happens when he meets you and his life is tipped upside down once more?
{SERIES}
➺ Sunny Day by baepsaets
pairing: hybrid! Jimin x reader rating: sfw parts: 6/6 summary: you’re a veterinary student specializing in hybrid care when you get a call in the middle of the night that a feral hybrid has broken into the clinic where you work.
➺ The Wrong Girl by smoljimjim
>Pairing: mafia/gangmemberPJM x OC named Siri >Genre: Mafia au, exes to lovers, angst, fluff, crack/funny, happy ending >Parts: 37/37 + drabbles >Description: Bangtan mafia group were meant to kidnap someone. Unfortunately for them, they made a mistake. They got the wrong girl. But that girl counts herself lucky for being kidnapped by them because she was finally reunited with her ex-boyfriend. Park Jimin. And she can’t wait to get back at him for what he did to her. There’s a fine line between love and hate. Which line will Jimin and Siri cross after meeting again?
[KIM TAEHYUNG]
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➺ Not What It Looks Like by hobibliophile
pairing: taehyung x reader genre: fluff, college au Word Count: 4.4k Summary: You run into the campus clown Taehyung when he’s in a weird situation but it’s reallynot what it looks like. Turns out, Taehyung is not what he looks like either.
➺ The T-shirt Thief by jungblue
pairing: taehyung x reader genre: fluff, smut word count: 9,812 description: In the midst of your loneliness due to Taehyung’s absence, you decide that you need a distraction, which somehow manifests itself as going over to his apartment and stealing a t-shirt or two... or three... 
➺ Waterloo [M] by kinktae
pairing: art prodigy!taehyung x art student!reader word count: 13k genre: FLUFF, angst, light tasteful smut summary: Taehyung is a famous but pessimistic art prodigy who doesn't believe in love. You are an art student studying in Paris, who sees the world through rose-colored lens and is a certified cheesy romance film enthusiast. And this is your love story. Or, “Well, it is the city of love. Maybe you just need to fall in love."
➺ Fish are friends by httpjeon
pairing. seahorse hybrid! taehyung x reader genre. angst, smut, fluff, hybrid!au wordcount. 10,605 summary. after moving to the seaside, there is a dreadful storm. when all is clear, a man washes up on shore...only he isn’t quite human.
[JEON JUNGKOOK]
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➺ My Best Friend by smoljimjim
>Pairing: BestfriendJK x OC named Siri >Genre: light angst, fluff, happy ending >Word count: ~8000 >Description: Siri has loved Jungkook her whole life. Ever since she first saw him when she was young, she's been in love with him. He loves her too. They're best friends, after all. Siri just wishes Jungkook could see her. Wishes he could love her the way she loves him. There was just one problem though... or maybe two...NOT your typical 'best friend' story - there is a twist!
{SERIES}
➺ Baby, my baby by pjimims
◇ pairing: single dad! jungkook x reader ◇ genre: angst, fluff. parents au ◇ parts: 10/10 ◇ synopsis: “Raise my child, just for twelve months”
➺ Fan Identity by tteokggukk
✳ pairing: social media influencer! jungkook x social media influencer! female reader ✳ genre: enemies to lovers, crack, fluff, slight angst, social media au ✳ parts: 37/37 ✳ synopsis: in which you and jungkook are both famous internet celebrities that have never interacted, but share a common secret. you both have fan accounts for each other where you actively show support and express your opinions. one day, you were both nominated for the same award, social media influencer of the year. lowkey rooting for the other, you both express your opinions on your secret fan accounts as certain interactions begin to arise from a famous fan account dedicated to your “opponent” nominee.
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milessunflowers · 2 months ago
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wolf!jack seeming really intimidating until he spots you and then he's just a massive puppy
AHH YES!!!
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wolf hybrid!jack doohan x calico cat hybrid!male!reader
synopsis: everyone is always intimidated by jack, naturally as he is a predator hybrid. however, when with you, he is just a sweet, slightly dopey puppy dog who wouldn't hurt a fly
author's note: vinvin will understand where some of this came from (especially the calico cat part) since i took some of what we talked abt and incorporated it here, so credits to vinnie too!! (go read his stuff too bc he is amazing) plus, wolf!jack is just the best and cutest
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jack at first glance looks intimidating
you at first glance look sweet and cuddly
it is, in fact, the other way around
when you guys are together, jack is just a happy puppy who is all wiggly, energetic, and playful while you are more chill but protective
jack also seems like he would be shy (like in the official f1 videos he talks so softly) so you make sure he feels comfortable
he is always playing chase with dog!liam while you chill in the shade
you are also really sleepy all the time and fall asleep wherever feels nice
thats when jack actually does get intimidating
hes like the best guard dog
though a lot of the time, he gets distracted and wanders off
you appreciate the thought behind him trying to be a guard dog though
you do fall asleep on his chest half the time
hes just so warm and cozy and like the perfect napping place that you cant help it
his tail has a mind of its own
it hits everything and anything when he gets excited
like if he hasnt seen you in a long while, his fluffy tail is hitting everything
your tail swishes more calmly when you see him after a while
you also are constantly rubbing against him to show affection and are constantly making biscuits on his chest
hes a huge cuddle bug and loves curling up with you
hes taller than you so its like those pictures you see on pintrest of cats and dogs curled up together
you bap at his tail a lot as a way to play with him because it entertains both of you
you also like trying to groom him to keep his hair less wild but hes so hyper and squirmy in private that you cant ever do it properly
he tried grooming you once but his wolf teeth accidentally caught on your ear and he felt terrible
you didnt mind
but you did have to give him loads of kisses and cuddles and curl up with him for hours to make him feel better
you purr a lot when he curls up with you
he tried to imitating the purring once but it sounded like a whimper
you asked what was wrong and he was confused
then he explained what he was trying to do and you were all like "ohhhh"
it was a cute attempt though
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pomegranatelycan · 6 days ago
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Weekly update: ughhhhh
This week was rlly blehhhhhh and horrible. I was just in a huge rut this week idk I’m just hoping this upcoming week is better. I got to see my gf yesterday which did help a lot but god I rlly hate having bpd sometimes I’ll feel like queen of the world before I crash horribly…anyways let’s talk about this weeeeeek.
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I spent a LOT of this week in bed, not only was I really depressed but my period started so I was just not having a good time. But despite my sorrows my cats spent nearly every second of everyday with me. Specifically lying on top of me. Sasha, the black cat, normally doesn’t purr. Just isn’t her thing, but this whole week she’d climb on me and just…purr. It was so fucking cute and sweet I cried while she did it multiple times and she laid with me…so did Willow, my darling calico. Sasha normally stays by my side and follows me around the house, Willow is more likely to just lay down and sleep all day. I like to think that she really enjoyed napping on me…
Last week I mentioned my amazing anniversary with my gf and I want to bring that up again to show off some of the stuff she got me!!! She drew my cats as MEOWLS, a hybrid of cats and owls. They are like my niche obsession, all of my friends know about them and I have even posted them a few times on here, I really love my meowls. She drew them but she also gifted me them in little picture frames!!! She also gave me an lps deer cause I’ve talked about wanting tons of lps so I can take aesthetic photos of them with my tea! She didn’t gift me the Towa stand but I’m going through it so I’m using my mentally ill meow meow to try and motivate me to do stuff so he stays on my night stand until I am no longer mentally ill.
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Along with suffering this week, I have gotten into one thing…cookie run kingdom. Or rather, I’m back into it. I was an OG player of CRK and stopped playing in 2023, I decided to get back into it cause it just sounded fun. And I’m glad I did, it’s a lot of fun and the designs are super gorgeous. Currently I’m trying to get eternal sugar cookie cause her design is legit so fucking good but I won’t be too disappointed if I don’t get her, cookie run is a great gatcha cause while I love the characters and designs I don’t have the same sadness when I don’t get a character like how I would feel when playing other games. Idk if it’s cause they’re literally cookies or if it’s just something else…but yeah I’m having fun. Look at my girl Black Forest cookie she’s adorable
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I stopped writing in my hobonichi briefly this week, three days in a row. I felt really bad about it but I’m trying to soothe my feelings regarding it…I was really not doing well, it wasn’t done out of laziness. I love journaling so I feel bad cause I’m like…I probably would’ve felt better if I did journal but I won’t know since the time passed. All I can do is try to keep up and do better in the upcoming weeks. It’s all I’m capable of…I did a new spread for the upcoming week, so hopefully I can journal this week so I don’t end up dumping every horrible thought online…
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I also have a slight update…I haven’t talked about it at length cause I was still working on it but as of rn…my visual novel will be on hiatus. I feel so unsure as to what I’m even trying to fucking write. I know some writers take years to perfect their stories but I feel so far behind, I’m a solid writer but I feel like a failure a lot of the time. So for now, I plan to focus on two main forms of writing. Firstly, I plan to do fanfics. I want to finish my twst x reader series so fucking bad, I’ve been working on it for like over two years, I need to just get it over with. The thing is I LOVE writing it I love the characters I guess I struggle since I don’t always have feelings of attraction I mean rightfully so most of them are literally babies. But maybe if I just make them more platonic like my Riddle fic I can do it. Though I do plan to write for two of my favorite characters next, Cater and Leona, so that’s exciting! I also plan to do a second x reader for Vil cause I fucking love her…I also want to write more nitro chiral fanfics, I definitely plan on doing a Taku x reader but I also plan on doing a Taku x Towa and one with Mink soon! Next…I have ideas for a new solo story. I say solo cause I often collaborate with my gf on works. But considering the fact that many popular and incredible authors just go “I like these guys they’re my oc’s now” I figured I should be able to do the same. I don’t know if it’ll be a series or just a singular novel as of right now but I plan to write a Wlw ya about a evil mage and a woman she meets and falls in love with. High fantasy and tons of drama, it’s gonna be great…I’m working on outlining it today! Well if I can motivate myself to…
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Onto music…I am always listening to Malice Mizer, it’s actually an issue. I bring up Mana-Sama so much to my gf (aka the only person I talk to aside from tumblr mutuals) and it’s gotten to the point where she assumes any high femme person I’m showing her is Mana-Sama. I have a shirt with a few iconic horror women on it and she asked if they were VKei boys, it was very funny. Anyways wanted to share one of my favorite songs by Malice Mizer. While the GACKT era was probably their most famous, the short lived Khala era is my favorite. I’m actually forever mourning how short his time as a singer was. I’m glad that Khala is still most likely alive and well but his voice was truly a gift, I wish we had more stuff by him so badly 😭
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Also I know Parasite dropped and people are obsessed…but idk I just haven’t been sold on the song yet!!! But I have been rlly into Nowhere, it’s really good. I would complain about Ivan having so many songs if I didn’t love Park Byeonghoon’s voice so much like honestly he can have as many songs as he wants lol
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It’s actually fucking criminal that I’ve only highlighted Sheena Ringo on here only like once. While Funeral is my favorite song of hers, I think so much of her stuff is incredible. Her first three albums are actually revolutionary and her newer stuff is great. But I wanted to highlight Shouso Strip. Most likely if you’ve heard her before me, you’ve heard her song, Crime and Punishment, which is from this album. Or you’ve heard Ado’s cover. But I think Honnou-Instinct, is better. Both songs are great though!!!
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Wanted to highlight this video by Contrapoints for this week…I was a big Twilight fan back in the day and I even have a replica of Bella’s ring from the first film that I wear everyday and I have a stupid “where the hell have you been, loca?” Shirt. But twilight is heavily flawed and I’m not above watching or joining in the critique of it. This is a very unique video…wasn’t exactly critique nor a celebration, but very unique analysis about Twilight and human sexuality.
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candywife333 · 1 year ago
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Sexy Snakey
ON THE FIRST DAY OF CHRISTMAS, MY TRUE LOVE GAVE TO ME
OFFICIALLY THE START OF 25 DAYS TO CHRISTMAS
ONESHOT
Pairing: enormous serpent hybrid j-hope (mythical creature with *cough cough* 2 Ds) x chubby botanist reader
trigger: dub-con , smut
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This lagoon felt super eerie as I ventured further into a small clearing filled with trees. Fireflies zipped past me as I almost stumbled on a rock. What was this place? As such, this forest seemed desolate in the evening when I came to study certain flowers.
Though I was used to looking for different species of flowers in the evening times, something about the atmosphere today in this tiny lagoon unsettled me. I felt the cold breezing rushing around me, flicking my hair back and forth, occluding my vision partially.
The torquoise waters of the lagoon entranced me. As I got closer to peek at what could possibly inhabit the clear waters, I saw a tail? The tail of something lay in the waters. I panicked slightly, breathing in shallow pants as I approached the surface of the water.
A dark green tail of some creature ,bearing the width of my torso was waving around in the waters below. Now I was really getting scared. I should probably run away back to my cottage before something bad happened. I knew the forest wasn't the safest place according to villagers around the area, but I had never had issues before this.
As I turned back around to walk back to the cottage, barely holding myself from sprinting back in haste, I heard a voice. "Hi, darling", a dark voice purred. Pivoting back to look towards the lagoon, I saw something I would never have imagined in my wildest dreams.
It was a man. At least that's what it looked like. A man with a wide grin showcasing two rows of super long teeth (literally looking like hypodermic needles) built to tear into the flesh of unsuspecting prey. His arms and face and torso were all tan, a normal skin tone for humans. Yet, the fearsome part of his appearance was the blue green iridescent scales tapering waist down below him, extending into a long thick serpentine body that I could even see trailing down below the transparent waters. My eyes opened wide, trying to process this phantasmagorical view. I had to leave. And be fucking quick about it.
I started slowly walking away further and further from him. This creature was by no means normal and I did not want to die before I could celebrate Christmas this year. Yep, forget about me coming to the forest to look for my plants anymore this coming new year. Looks like it was a death sentence entering these premises.
The snake man continued grinning reassuringly, his teeth glinting in the weak evening rays of light. "Don't be scared sweetheart. I won't bite". He smirked, "At least, not till you beg me for it". He crooned in a sinister manner, "Why don't you come back and spend some time with me? Let's get to know each other better".
I felt like hyperventilating. A snake talking to me? Weirdest shit considering I don't even indulge in psychedelics. This must be some weird ass dream. But my snark kicked in as I mocked him, "Oh, come closer to you so you can snap my body in half, or choke me to death with that massive appendage and then consume me? That's what you consider getting to know each other"?
I was just a few seconds away from belting the vicinity. His responses stopped me in my tracks. "I wouldn't do that if I were you sweetheart. Riling me up like that when I can already smell your arousal tainting the air".
What?!!! I checked down at my panties in confusion, and surely enough I did feel drenched. As I stood there paralyzed in bewilderment, a green tail reached over and yanked me into the water.
I yelled, startled and terrified that this thing would now eat me alive. I wouldn't see another see another Christmas, or my mom, or dad, or Boo my calico cat. I was doomed. The creature warbled out in a sweet tone, "Stop flailing so much sweetheart. I will give you what you want no matter what".
He ripped off my clothes with his agile hands as I was bound , rendered immobile by his serpentine tail. His slippery tail curled around my bare skin, coating me with a viscous film. Ewww. What the hell? But before I could gag in disgust, it started feeling pleasant. The surprisingly warm temperature of the lagoon water lapping around me, as his tail curled around me, imprisoning me in it's embrace, yet at the same time carressing my stomach and inner thighs pleasantly. The tip of his tail curled around my right nipple, and as I yelped, the tail tightened around my nipple gently squeezing it.
It felt so good for some reason. He continued in this manner for another minute. Before I knew it, I could feel the friction of his scaly tail tip massaging my labia. It felt so good as he rubbed his tail up onto them, teasing the tip between my lower lips. I could feel myself getting wetter, not able to hold back my moans as he proceeded to rub his tail onto my clit.
I tried to be quiet, not wanting to give him an inkling of my arousal but his grass green eyes flashed in anger as he trilled out, "You better let me hear what is mine. Don't hold back darling, if you know what's good for you".
His hypnotic eyes narrowed into tiny slits, his forked tongue flicking out to lick his lips as I mewled out curses , not able to hold back anymore. I must've been quite a sight, legs open wide with my wet slit out to the crisp air, with a thick tail rubbing up frantically over my slit. He gripped the sides of my plush waist in his warm big hands, squeezing my flesh as he shoved his forked tongue into my mouth.
I lost my senses as he advanced the tip of his tail into my dripping pussy. Wrapping my thick thighs around his trim waist, I kissed him back. The scaly tail caught on the walls of my heat, pleasantly scraping against them.
Then suddenly, he pushed my back down onto a small bank of grass in the middle of the lagoon, opening up my thick thighs with his insistent hands, lavishing my clit with attention from his forked tongue. I felt a shiver go up my spine, heat pooling in my lower stomach as he continued to lick and suck. I could feel him nibble around my lower lips with his teeth very lightly. Moaning out of confusion and lust, I arched my back up to meet the attention of his mouth. Suddenly feeling a little embarrassed at my own enthusiasm, I attempted to resist , trying to close my legs, but he wouldn't let me.
He clicked his tongue, droning in a syrupy tone, "We can't have that much shyness now sweetheart". He trailed his long finger through my wet folds, "You are such a treat darling. So wet and warm, ready for the taking. I want to feast upon you, till you lose your senses". His warm breath fanned across my pussy as he encompassed his lips around my bundle of nerves, suctioning it as though he wanted to devour all of it in his mouth.
My slick trailed down his chin as he continued to lick languidly around my fluttering hole , spearing the opening with his long index finger.
I barely blinked when he rapidly replaced his finger with his long ribbed member, sinking it into my tight warm heat. The other member pleasantly rubbed itself across my clit, triggering an explosive orgasm, making my vision go white and my mind blank.
Slowly entering his other member into my heat alongside the other one, I winced, loudly crying out in pain. His hands squeezed my breasts as he pinched my nipples between his index finger and thumb. The pain slowly turned to pleasure as both his members strained against my walls , prodding at my cervix. The delicious stretch made me wrap my arms around his neck, filling his face with my tits that he sucked into his mouth. "Bear it sweetheart. Have to breed you and make you full with my babies".
I processed what he said, trying to shift away from his length that was pounding into my heat, horrified at what he was saying. I was not ready for a bunch of snake babies!!!! He gripped the nape of my neck firmly as he shoved his forked tongue into my mouth further, nipping at my lips and then soothing it with his saliva. Continuously stroking the pudge underneath my belly button, his eyes deviously glinted as he murmured, "Escape is futile". He kissed my brow as he plundered my pussy, kneading the sides of my stomach, confidently smirking, "Good try though sweetheart".
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bts-0t-7 · 11 months ago
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Tonight | KSJ | Chapter 4
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Pair: Seokjin x Hamster Hybrid Reader 
Summary: Dedicating his life to never having another person to count on, to be strong, Seokjin finds himself in the middle of an illegal fighting ring. The person he wanted to erase was just at his fingertips but he was slipping. No, he was leaving. He was accepting a change and he was afraid. 
Genre: Angst, Fluff, Hybrid, non-idol au, detective, smut, abuse (sensitive topic)
Warnings: abuse, self-harm, self-degration, lots of lying and miscommunications
WC: 3.2K
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As the both of you sat in the car with Seokjin in the driver’s seat this time, you couldn’t help but swoon over the taste of the pancakes this morning. They were sweet - unlike anything you had - soft like clouds, and oh-so-flavourful. They weren’t too strong for your stomach to digest and the fruits gave the pancakes a good balance. You were enjoying the feeling of the whipping cream and syrup too much at the table. 
Oh, but you couldn’t help yourself! You’ve never had anything like it!
You sunk further down into the seat, melting like whipping cream at room temperature. You heard a soft chuckle coming from your right and your eyes followed through, finding Mr. Park’s chocolate brown eyes staring back at you. They didn’t look sharp and malicious like the ones in the ring, nor did they look vicious and calculating like all your previous owners who had sold you off when your services were no longer needed. 
Mr. Park’s eyes looked… Soft. Careful. 
His actions were not like others you have encountered either. Usually, you were given tasks to complete immediately. No time for resting, no time for accommodating. The only good part is the first few months of silence. You are not usually beaten or used during that time. However, Mr. Park never asked anything from you. He fed you, bathed you, gave you a place to stay - and yet, he asked for nothing in return. You didn’t know to feel afraid or at ease. You’ve never had such an owner and you wanted to understand him better. To open up to him. 
But it was difficult. 
You still hadn’t recovered and you were not comfortable putting yourself in situations that made you feel like bolting to your room the next minute. Ever since learning of Mr. Park’s soft spot for his calico cat hybrid, you had wanted to know more about him. 
Only to find hints that it isn’t our silent best friend. 
Yes. Only for that reason. Only so. 
Maybe if you said it many times enough, you would convince yourself so. 
You saw the opening of the gantry gates and perked up from your seat. You’ve never been into a mall and today, Mr. Park has brought you to pick out your own collar and leash. You had decided to trust him - albeit too easily if one says so. But yet again, you’ve never picked out your own collar. You’ve always worn those heavy, metal collars - in place to ensure obedience during training and fighting. You’ve always been yanked and pushed, causing your neck to be constantly red. 
The moment you felt the car park, you unlocked your seat belt that Mr Park insisted you put on and jumped out of the car. You heard Mr. Park chuckle from inside the car as you looked around. You were underground, in the car park. Staring at all the cars in the area, a sleek-looking, holographic car caught your attention. It was a shiny surface and every time you moved, the sheet shone a different colour. 
You were completely mesmerised. 
But you were broken apart from your boggling when you heard Mr. Park call out to you. Hastily walking over to where he stood, you grabbed onto the sleeve of his coat and walked beside him. Taking the elevator into the mall was a whole new experience. There were so many strong scents - some natural, some artificial, and some with a heavy heap of perfume. Your nose crinkled as you fought off the urge to sneeze at the sudden bombarding of smell.
Your twitching must have alerted Mr. Park as he took out the cat stuffy and held it in front of you. Your eyes widened. Is it truly all right to bring… toys out? You carefully took the stuffed animal from Mr. Park’s hold, watching its movements and reactions. 
But nothing. 
It was almost as if he knew that this would happen and brought it along. It looked so natural to him that you couldn’t help but tuck your head down in embarrassment. You could’ve controlled yourself better. You knew you could. 
As the elevating dinged at the seventh floor, Mr. Park led you out. With one hand holding the edge of his sleeve and the other holding the stuffy at your nose, the both of you walked into a shop called ‘All For Hybirds’. 
The entrance was huge. 
Walking in, your senses were immediately overloaded. There was so much to look at you didn’t know where to start, there were so many people that all the scents just… merged together, and there was so much noise. Everybody was talking, everybody was doing something. You stood there in fright. You didn’t know what to do. 
Should you fight? Should you run? Or should you just… collapse?
You felt like collapsing. You felt lightheaded. 
You tried to stay calm. You tried to find Mr. Park. But all the lights seemed to have tripled in brightness and all the chattering seemed like the booming base of a concert. They sounded like the screams of bidding after every fight. 
Suddenly, you felt a body collide with yours and in your already frazzled state, you couldn’t catch your bearings fast enough and fell to the floor. Looking up, you saw somebody trying to talk to you. You see his mouth moving, his eyes growing frantic, but you can’t hear anything. You crawled away from the unknown male and started to look for the cat. You wanted the stuffy back. But the tiles on the floor were black and with your blurrying vision, you gradually found it more and more difficult to find your stuffy. 
A sudden shriek made you wince, ears already sensitive. You were overloaded and you just couldn’t take it anymore. Just as you were about to break down, a pair of large arms grabbed you. You tried to wiggle out of its hold. You didn’t want anybody touching you but your owner. 
Where was your owner?
Where’s Mr. Park?
He left you, silly girl. 
No, no. He wouldn’t. 
Yes, now just -
“-my voice.” You felt a large palm caressing your hair, unbraiding the braid. “Listen to my voice. Y/N, copy my breathing.”
You tried to get air in your lungs but coughed out instead. It was hard.
You whined. 
“Try, try. Y/N, try.” Suddenly, you were wrapped in a warm blanket with Jimin’s scent enveloping you. “Copy my breathing.”
Mr. Park.
You tried. Failed. Tried. Failed. Tried again. 
Slowly, you regained enough consciousness and clarity to realise that you had caused a very big scene. Everybody was staring at you. Feeling embarrassed by the weight of their stares, you softly mumbled out a sorry and hid in Mr. Park’s shoulder. His broad form proved useful in situations like this. As Mr Park carried you into a room within the shop, you realised that between the both of you was your stuffy and you snuggled into it. 
The both of you spent a while in the room - in silence. Mr. Park was re-braiding your hair while you played with the cat stuffy. When Mr. Park was done, you turned around, apology on your lips when Mr. Park said, “I’m sorry.”
You were shocked.
Sorry?
Why was he sorry?
You furrowed your brows. “I’m sorry.”
Mr. Park looked at you. “No, Y/N, don’t apologise. You were not in the wrong. I should have taken better care of you.”
Mr Park ran his hands through his hair, mussing them up. 
“But I -”
Mr. Park suddenly lunged forward and pulled you to his body. “Please, please.” You didn’t know what he was asking for and therefore didn’t know what to do in this situation. “Please, Y/N, talk to me.”
Talk?
“Erm… What’s for dinner?”
A laugh bubbled out of his throat. “Not exactly what I meant but feel free to decide that for us while you’re at it. I’m not picky.”
Your cheeks burned a shade of deep red. 
Mr. Park pulled back and held you by your shoulders. “Next time, when it gets too much, tell me. Talk to me. Tell me what you like, what you dislike, what you hate and love. Tell me what you would like to do in the future, tell me your worries and your fears. That’s what companionship is.” He sucked in a deep breath, stuttering. “I understand that it is difficult for you due to your past but I hope that one day, we can become close and you don’t have to bear so many things on your shoulders anymore. That you can share that with me. What’s mine is yours and what’s yours is mine. So, next time, tell me. Talk to me, alright?”
You nodded. 
You understood what he was asking of you but you weren’t sure if you could provide him with that sense of confidentiality just yet. And you hoped that he would understand that you needed time. You hesitantly scooted closer to Mr. Park, arms going around his waist as you relished in the physical contact. Instead of pushing you away, Mr Park held you tighter, gently caressing your back. The both of you stayed in that position until you gained enough strength to stand. 
Holding hands, the both of you left the quiet room. Once again, you were placed in the midst of noise. But this time, the gentle strokes on the back of your hand kept you grounded as you held the stuffy by its paw and let Mr Park guide you through. The both of you reached the collar section and immediately a lilac shade caught your attention. Your hands gravitated towards the collar and oh - it was the softest material that you have felt. 
“Do you like that one?” Mr Park’s voice brought you out of your headspace as you quickly retracted your hand.
“Yes.” You responded meekly. Watching Mr. Park, he fumbled around with the collar you picked, brows furrowing. 
“The material is kinda rough, would you like something else?”
But you liked the shade…
“Erm… Is - Is there one in the same… Colour?”
“Sure, we can ask!”
Sometimes you feel that Mr. Park is too chirpy. 
Heading over to the counter that states ‘Customise collars here!’, Mr. Park asked for the lilac shade in different materials. The salesperson opened up a few different books on collars, tags, materials, shapes, and more. Mr. Park called you over and asked, “Which one do you prefer?”
You touched and observed the collars, picking the nylon material and a simple circle tag. Mr. Park was quick to provide the salesperson with all the information needed for engraving as well as a leather leash of the same colour. “We come back from collection in thirty minutes?” The salesperson nodded. “Okay, thank you.”
With the waiting time, Mr. Park pulled you aside and asked, “Would you like any toys? We can shop here for the time being and then go buy others late.”
You nodded. 
The both of you made your way to the soaps section where you chose your preferred scent and Mr Park chose the brand that was less sensitive. Then, you picked out a few different beddings while Mr. Park picked out a few more stuffed animals. One was a white lamb with a scented patch, another was a keychain cat that also came with a scented patch, and the last was a bear which was well… just cause he thought it was cute. After collecting the collar and helping you wear it, ensuring that it was just the right fit, Mr Park clipped on the leash. 
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Seokjin led the both of you to the cashier and you were essentially hiding behind him the whole time. He knew you needed time and didn’t push you to communicate. As the both of you left the store, you instantly relaxed. Seokjin had decided that it would do you well if you picked out your own clothes so that you would be comfortable in what you wear. Bringing to the clothing store, you immediately picked out clothes you liked. You were beaming as you tried on each set for him to see and he was overjoyed to see you finally enjoying yourself. You deserved a treat and he knew just what you would like. 
But it was safe to say that Seokjin found out about your style that day. The pants were what you preferred. Which, of course, he would never judge. But he wondered why you wouldn’t try on the dresses you look longingly at. As you changed back into your clothes, Seokjin walked over to a few dresses that he saw interested you. Picking out two, he placed them in the basket just as you popped out of the fitting room. Happily hopping over to him, you placed the clothes in the basket and the both of you headed over to the cashier. 
Seeing you beaming with joy, Seokjin couldn’t help but melt. You just looked absolutely adorable. 
He wished you would smile more like this. 
Uncontained joy. 
“Mr. Park, Mr. Park!” You called him over. He frowned. Real names would sound nicer on her lips. “Cakes! And ice creams!”
Hah. Exactly. 
He knew it. Nobody could beat sweets.
“Want some?”
You nodded your head quickly. 
Seokjin laughed. “Alright, let’s head in.” 
You bounded into the restaurant only to be stopped by a waitress. You flinched back, soft body colliding with his. 
“No hybrids.” The waitress’ monotone voice cut him out of his daze. 
“Oh…” He saw your ears turn down, flattening against your head. “Could we just pay for a takeaway then?” Seokjin was proud of you. God, he sounded whipped. Maybe he was. Who cares? 
You stood up for yourself and he couldn’t be happier. 
“No. Hybrids are out-of-bounds.”
“But I’m not entering, I just -”
“Get out, mutt.” Another waiter pushed you. “Just leave.”
Seokjin took all his self-control to not scream at the waitresses, hand grabbing yours and gently tugging you out of the restaurant. He could see your eyes slowly fill with tears and he pulled you to a stop, turning you to him and wiping them away. 
“Ice cream…” You sniffled.
“I know… I know…” Is this a side effect of the hormone regulation injection? Why does this feel like an equivalent to a female’s PSM symptoms? “I got another shop that I used to bring Jimin to. Shall we go there?” 
“There’s ice cream too?” Your eyes looked so hopeful and for once, Seokjin was glad he didn’t come bearing bad news. 
“Many, many flavours.”
Seokjin led you down a few levels and bought you a double scoop of ice cream in a cone. You were happily eating your ice cream away as he shopped for groceries. And as much as he didn’t like the idea of leading a very capable being around on a leash, he was kind of glad that he had one now. You were completely engrossed in your ice cream and there were so many times that he had to ensure you don’t bang into trollies. With the leash attached to the handle of his trolley, at least Seokjin doesn’t have to fear you going too far. 
When you finished your deal of treats for the day, you headed back to his side, sticking to him while asking for more tissue. Digging into the carry-on he placed inside the trolley, Seokjin took out a packet and gave you a piece. Shopping for groceries is quick when one knows what they want. 
During the ride home, Seokjin could see that you were exhausted. The sugar high had left you, leaving you sleepy. So Seokjin prepared you a bath as he cooked dinner. You were a fairly silent hybrid, Seokjin found out. You didn’t like making much noise - you didn’t like loud noises in the first place. But once twenty minutes passed and Seokjin didn’t hear anything from your room, he started to get worried. Leaving the soup simmering on the lowest setting of the stove, he walked up the stairs and called out. 
No response. 
He knocked on your door. Also no response. 
By now, Seokjin was contemplating whether or not to call Taehyung. Maybe just in case something actually happened. Should he? Or should he just go in and check first? 
But what if you didn’t know he was outside? What if you were naked? What if -
A loud thud and groan caused all questions to fly out of his brain as he barged into the room and harshly knocked on the bathroom door. “Y/N? Y/N, are you okay?” The only answer was a moan of pain. 
Biting the lead, Seokjin opened the door and found you curled up over the rim of the bathtub, clutching your head. Freaking out, he immediately pulled out his phone to dial Taehyung. As his cell rang, your whine cut his attention off from the phone. 
Seokjin shot over to you, cradling your head. “Hey, talk to me. Are you okay? What happened?”
You wouldn’t say much. You just bunched your brows and pinched your lips, groaning in pain. 
“Hyung? I hope you’re not calling me to ask about sex positions or something.”
“Taehyung-ah, what do I do?” 
“Huh? Hyung, what’s the context?”
“Y/N? Y/n,” Soekjin tried grasping your attention. “Can you tell TaeTae what’s wrong?”
“Hurts.” 
“Okay, what hurts?” Taehyung asked. 
“Hurts.”
“Hyung, what’s the situation?”
“Erm… Y/N is holding her head. Okay, okay. I was cooking dinner then she was too silent in the bathroom so I was getting worried and came checking on her when I heard a loud thud. And then I barged in and found her like this.”
“Like what?”
“Holding her head, leaning over the edge of the bathtub. I tried to ask her questions but all she’ll do is whine or groan. Not a very clear answer.”
The line was silent for a while. 
“Is her heat coming?”
“Well, she got a hormone regulation shot yesterday - wait, how do you know?”
“Hyung,” Taehyung chided. “Nothing stays quiet in the group. You know that. Hobi Hyung came and said the little hamster was adorable.” 
“Okay, well - yes, that makes sense. But - what do I do?” Seokjin was getting anxious. You wouldn’t stop whining. 
“Yo, hyung.” 
Seokjin’s head shot up, not expecting Taehyung to solidify right in front of him. 
“I was on the way.” Taehyung stepped in between. “May I?”
Seokjin moved, making space for Taehyung to observe you. Gently touching your head and neck, he observed your pinched brows and soft emissions of whines. 
“Hmm…” Taehyung hummed. “Nothing much. She probably hit her head. No concussion, just a few days of bruising. Ice it.”
Your groan caught Seokjin’s attention as Taehyung pressed against the particularly swollen bump. “Hurts…”
“Would you tell me what happened?” Seokjin coaxed.
“Fell asleep, slid down.”
“Yep… nothing much. Just be more careful next time yeah, little hamster?”
You whined.  
Hurts indeed.
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ao3feed-ateez · 3 months ago
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read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/TW3hdVz by CherryKPawp On his way home, Yunho stumbled upon someone with a pained voice. Curiosity winning the better of him, he found you, a calico hybrid, and decided you were his responsibility moving forward. Little did you know your life would change drastically, making new hybrid friends along the way, and becoming more adventurous than your old life with new experiences. Words: 7593, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: ATEEZ (Band) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M, M/M, Multi Characters: Kim Hongjoong (ATEEZ), Park Seonghwa (ATEEZ), Jeong Yunho (ATEEZ), Kang Yeosang (ATEEZ), Choi San (ATEEZ), Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Choi Jongho (ATEEZ) Relationships: Jeong Yunho (ATEEZ)/Reader, Choi San (ATEEZ)/Reader, Song Mingi (ATEEZ)/Reader, Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ)/Reader, Kang Yeosang (Ateez)/Reader Additional Tags: Hybrids, AFAB!reader, Smut, Fluff, Angst, Fashion Designer Park Seonghwa, Doctor Kim Hongjoong, Dance Instructor Jeong Yunho, Hybrid Owner Jeong Yunho, Hybrid Owner Park Seonghwa, Calico Hybrid Reader, Cat Hybrid Choi San, Vocal Professor Choi Jongho, Cat Hybrid Jung Wooyoung, Dog Hybrid Kang Yeosang, Dog Hybrid Song Mingi, Cat Hybrid Reader, Service Top Jeong Yunho, Switch Kang Yeosang, Switch Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Switch Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Sub Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Switch Choi San (ATEEZ), Top Choi San (ATEEZ), Cunnilingus, Polyamory, Threesome, Slow Burn, Nipple Play, Unprotected Sex, Creampie, Breeding Kink, Oral Sex, Consensual Somnophilia, Teasing, Sexual Overstimulation, Heats, Begging, Pet Names, Praise Kink, Size Difference, Dirty Talk, Hair-pulling, Sex Toys, Face-Sitting, Vaginal Fingering, Voyeurism, Squirting and Vaginal Ejaculation, Swearing, Light Bondage, Possessive Sex, Choking, Biting, Love Bites, Eye Contact, Shower Sex, Floor Sex, Cockwarming, alcohol consumption, Masturbation, Mutual Masturbation read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/TW3hdVz
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yukimiyum · 1 year ago
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5,161 words. gn!reader, hybrid!au, hybrid!reader (calico cat), pirate!hayato. ownership, collars, penetrative sex, fingering (reader!receiving), pet names (angel, kitten), torture (not reader receiving). hybrid!oc side characters. reader is described as thin and malnourished. a/n: god i don’t know what came over me. jesus christ.
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I’m gonna murder you.
That was the first thing you thought of when the smugglers stuffed you into this crate. It hadn’t been without injury; you’d gotten a chance to scratch and nip at some of the arms in your vision, with yelps and cursing following. One had swatted at you, which had been met with sharp teeth sinking into his hand. He’d howled in rage, holding his hand as the top of the box had finally been shut and locked. From there, you don’t know where you’d been put; the box was small enough where you’d been cramped, not allowed out unless it was in the captain’s quarters, and even then he’d expected you to sit so still next to him.
Financial success. That was a phrase you’d recognized, one that had been associated with your calico heritage, and was probably the reason why you were on a smuggler’s ship in the first place. Why you were really here was a mystery, kept from you, which suited you perfectly fine. You didn’t need to know why you were there, only that you had to escape somehow. Something deep within you had told you that this ship was cursed; and the growing quiet outside, eerily silent, did not speak of a smooth journey. Most ships in this star system were bustling, even during the long journey. This one was quiet…too quiet.
Sure enough, all of a sudden, there seemed to be a much more intense commotion going on outside. Cannons were going off, an awful, acrid smell spreading down to your little hovel in the base of the ship. It made your nose twitch, but you knew with a sinking feeling who it was attacking the ship. Who else could it be?
PIRATES.
Your hands were pressed over your ears, doing their best to hide the noise from outside but did little to protect your hearing. Your tail, tight around your body due to your confining box, couldn’t help but twitch whenever you heard a cannon go off. From the suddenly loud footfalls above you, it sounded like the pirates had managed to get on deck. Gurgling and heavier thuds permeated the sounds, as well as cackling noises from the intruders, and then…silence.
Gentle footfalls broke the quiet, and you braced yourself as they began to move around above you, stepping down stairs and sounding as if they were in the same room as you. You tried to make yourself small in the box, as small as possible in the corner as you hear someone scrabbling at the box. “Boss!” you hear a voice say, “Looks like they got some pricey cargo. Sounds like a smuggler ship to me.”
Another voice chimes in, smoother. “Open it.”
You clap your hand over your mouth, resisting the urge to snarl. You’d been hit for that, and you weren’t keen on being hit again over it.
A jingle of keys, and the box opens in the front. Light streams in, and you have to blink several times for your eyes to adjust before heads crowd the opening. You can’t make out details, but you do hear whispering between them; the special scent of other hybrids hits your nostrils, making you want to curl further into yourself. Hybrid and poor thing and why were they smuggling this are thrown around, before the heads clear and a singular man squats down in front of you.
He’s gorgeous.
Tasseled earrings swish as he kneels. The one eye you can see has nothing but kindness in it, a strange emotion to see in the eyes of a pirate captain. His garb is typical of a captain as well; a black coat with golden lapels, black pants and black boots scuffed from many adventures. The eye patch over his other eye is frayed as well, needing a good stitching.
He doesn’t say anything, only rakes his gaze over you. You don’t even realize you’re shaking until his hand reaches in, and you resist the urge to bite him. Unlike the smugglers, he doesn’t seem to have any ill will for you. His movements are slow, easy to anticipate, something you appreciate after the harsh, rapid movements of the smugglers.
“Good,” he whispers, as if he can tell you’re holding back.
His hand finally stops in front of your nose.
Is he…letting me smell him?
He doesn’t move, so you lean forward just a little, sniffing at his palm. It smells musky, like a strong cologne you’ve smelled before but can’t put your finger on it. It sends an electric shock through your system, almost as if you were meant to be found by him. Something about this feels fated somehow, and unconsciously, you move forward and push your head underneath his hand.
His touch is soft as he scratches between your ears, the contact forcing a rough purr out of your throat as you slowly move forward. You don’t leave the box, but you do let him pet you. That’s enough for you right now; feeling someone’s gentle touch against you, raspy purrs in your chest.
“Captain?”
One of the shipmates speaks behind the man in front of you, who looks back. “Yes?”
“Are we…takin’ it with us?”
“It?” The captain’s tone is sharp all of a sudden, like a knife. The atmosphere thickens.
There’s an audible gulp. “I, uh…them, I guess.”
The captain nods, turning back to you and coaxing you out of the box. Your legs feel cramped after having been stuck in that box for so long, and you can’t help but stretch out, groaning at the snaps and cracks and pops of your joints. Your tail swishes behind you, low to the ground, as you extend your arms out in front of you, your short claws digging into the wood as you wriggle out all the cramps.
“Can you stand?” the captain asks you, offering his hand. You nod, not up for speaking just yet as you grab his hand, standing on wobbly legs. You’re shorter than him, somehow, considering he can’t be more than five and a half feet tall, so you look up at him with big, brown eyes, waiting for what he’ll do next.
You go to take a step with him, and almost instantly, your vision blurs and darkens. Someone catches you, you presume the captain as he barks an order at the shipmates that had been surrounding him. The blood rushing to your head is too much, having not been on two legs for so long, that you let the darkness drift you away, hoping when you wake that you’ll be in a safer place.
A sentence meets your ears, causing them to twitch just before you go under.
I’ll take good care of you, kitten.
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You awaken to fuzziness pushing against your cheek.
Immediately, you start, before grimacing and feeling the wooziness still in your head, your hand reaching up to press against the painful spot. It seemed to be a headache; you can’t recall the last time you’d eaten properly, only being forced to consume bathwater and moldy food. Your stomach felt small, so incredibly small, and you knew you looked thin as well. Not like you’d been chubby at any point of life, but starvation and malnourishment had done a number on you.
Upon inspecting the bed you’re lying on, it’s covered in fluffy, warm blankets that smell similar to the musk of the captain. There’s food as well, the scent hanging in the air and forcing you to lean over to the side table. A plate with piping hot food (what looks to be a stew) and a tall glass of water sit, ready to be devoured.
You can’t help but drool a little, wiping the spit on your chin as you go to take a bite of the stew. You’d never had stew before, only heard stories about how many ingredients it has and how rare some of them can be to harvest. As the food hits your palette, you can’t help but hum at the heartiness of it, the warmth spreading through your body. The water follows the food, eliciting a sigh as you take another scoop of stew—
You drop the spoon in the bowl as you hear the door open, chattering from the deck seeping in past the doorframe. Luckily, it’s just the captain as he shuts the door quickly behind him, before approaching your bed.
The draft from the open door hits your skin, and you pull one of the blankets around you, redness flushing your face. I didn’t realize he’d taken my clothes. Not that they were “clothes” in the traditional sense to begin with; they had been scraps at best, hanging off of your thin frame, but feeling them gone and you bare in front of him felt wrong.
He has a soft smile on his face, his earrings tinkling as he walks. He seems to ignore the fact that you’re naked, too, which you appreciate. “Enjoying yourself?” he asks, and you nod, still a little bashful. You’re probably too trusting of him so quickly, but…something about him makes you feel relaxed.
He sits on the edge of the bed, beckoning you close. You move as if attached by a magnet to his hand, pushing your head underneath it and purring as he gives you some scratches. There’s a noise of a bell somewhere, and you feel his hand brush against the soft skin of your neck, reaching for the ratty leather collar that the smugglers used.
You almost forgot about it, but you can’t resist hissing as his hand goes to grab it, jerking back. “No!” you cry out, and he releases the collar immediately, holding both of his hands in view. There’s something sad in his eyes, that makes you soften again, the bristling on your head relaxing. “Sorry,” you rasp, “’m sorry. Just…sensitive.”
He nods. “Can I remove it?” he asks. You nod.
He asks for permission at every turn, asking to rub the redness from your neck when the collar comes off. He adds some medicine to the burn, tutting. “Those smugglers had no idea how to take care of you, did they?” he questions, mostly to himself, but you shake your head anyway. You don’t remember much before the ship, mostly hiding in alleyways and making a name for yourself. You’d managed to hide your hybrid elements for a while, but the smugglers always find out eventually. It’s how they work.
Your eyes slide closed at his movements, his firm touches against your sensitive neck, and his cooing voice in your ear, telling you it’s going to be okay. One sentence remains as you drift off, feeling yourself grow tired after eating your fill of the soup and being freed of that disgusting collar.
Call me Hayato, angel.
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Hayato was as fierce as he was kind, however.
You’d gotten used to accompanying him to meetings, sitting next to him obediently. He’d given you a much nicer collar, a black one with a shiny silver bell on the front of it, tinkling whenever you moved. He’d dressed you in much higher quality clothes, as well; similar to his own garb, you’d gotten a black jacket, white shirt, black pants and black boots. Thankfully, he never found a reason to give you a leash, and you stayed close to him enough where it wouldn’t matter. You weren’t a canine hybrid, after all.
However, today, there was an interrogation.
Of one of the smugglers they’d captured.
You’d sat, curled up in your seat as Hayato stalked around the smuggler in question. He’d been beaten before he’d been brought in, sores and welts disfiguring his face. However, he recognized you, and that led to where he is now; at the bad end of Hayato’s whip, lashing out whenever the smuggler gave him an answer he didn’t like.
“What were you doing with them?” Hayato asks sternly, pointing to you. The smuggler clams up, shaking his head. “Can’t—can’t tell,” he stammers out, and the tension in the room skyrockets. It’s almost hard to breathe as you stare at the man through slitted eyes, your ears pinned to your head as you hiss at him. He winces again, and flinches as Hayato squats next to him. The shipmates around him are bristling, almost waiting for the command to tear him to pieces.
You’d noticed, recently, that many of the shipmates were also hybrids. There’s a wolf hybrid, always barking at one of the golden retrievers that never seemed to be able to mop the deck fast enough for him. He had a massive scar up his snout, crossing one of his eyes and rendering it blind, his ears and tail jet black shot through with red (that you imagined he dyed himself). The retriever was larger, more stout with big brown eyes, and much more of a yapper. It was like watching night and day.
That meant this was personal for Hayato. He had a stake in this.
You made a mental note to ask him why he kept rescuing hybrids, but it seemed as though he did it for justice more than anything else as he lashes the man once more, a wail tearing itself from the injured man’s throat as a massive welt appears on his bare back, blood oozing to the surface.
“Can’t tell me? You know your captain has been killed, correct?” Hayato’s tone is clipped.
The man gasps. “No! He’d never go down that easy to the likes of you,” he spits, and Hayato’s face splits into a smile. A smile that a carnivore would have, when its prey has caught itself in a trap right in front of it.
“Never? Well, he seemed to go down quite easily before the barrel of my gun.”
The smuggler gulps. “F-Fine,” he stammers after a moment, “what do you want?”
Hayato sighs. “I asked you already. What did you want with this hybrid? Come now, keep up.”
The smuggler looks back up at you, and smirks, having a lick of courage flashing in his eyes. It made your blood feel cold*.* “That one? Oh, they’re a pretty one. Pro’lly had it on there so the captain could stick his cock somewhere—”
The blow that lands on his face is loud, a crrrrrack echoing through the cabin as the man slumps, gasping, almost unconscious. Hayato’s face is stern, a rage in his eyes that looks like fire. He doesn’t shake or flinch, but moves in a calculating way as he shifts to be right in the man’s vision. “Disgusting,” he says, spitting on the man’s face, which is met with a faint groan, “fucking disgusting. People like you deserve nothing in this world. Would you have even asked for consent, or do you also think you’re entitled to that as well?”
You’ve curled inside of yourself as soon as you heard the words the man had spoken. The lust in his voice was clear, and you couldn’t help but want to hide, hide away from prying eyes and from anyone who saw you as a pretty little hole. It made you feel dirty, and thankfully nothing had happened before Hayato had arrived, but…what if he hadn’t? What would your fate have been?
The smuggler coughs, blood spraying on the floor. You look over at the wolf, and notice the drool dripping from his mouth. He can smell the blood, of course he can; and he looked like he’d want nothing better than to devour the man in front of him. His teeth are digging into his lip, and the retriever’s hand moves to grip the wolf’s, noticing his tail swishing.
The smuggler grins through the blood. “’Course ‘m entitled. It was my property, yeah? I could do whatever I want to it, and so could the captain.”
The rage that’s swirling in Hayato’s eyes only strengthens as he looks up and glances at the wolf, meeting his feral eyes. The wolf’s muscles are ramrod straight, and he’s shaking at having to hold himself back. The retriever does his best, but it’s not enough. It’s nowhere near enough.
Hayato says nothing, turning on the smuggler and moving to you, instead, worry clouding his eyes as the rage dispels. He moves in a way where you can’t see the smuggler anymore, and kneels down in front of you, cupping your face.
He removes one hand, and snaps his fingers, the crisp noise echoing around the cabin.
Within an instant, you see the wolf charge in, claws tearing at any part of the man that he can get his hands on from the noises that elicited from the movements you could barely see. His nails are long, never cut but only sharpened and fine-tuned, like ten small blades attached to his fingers. Blood sprays all over the cabin, the man’s screams echoing around the cabin.
You see none of it. Hayato sits in front of you, taking up all of your vision, his big eyes staring deeply into your own. There’s safety there. “Look at me,” he whispers, and you comply, because how could you not when someone who barely knew you fought for you without needing a reason? Even if there had been a reason, you had a feeling that Hayato would have done it anyway.
The retriever moves in after the wolf is done and silence has fallen, cleaning up after him. The wolf staggers back, and you attempt to peek over Hayato’s shoulder, who gently moves your face back to look at him. “Don’t look at him,” he says softly, “I don’t want you to see this. Just know that he’s gone and he’s not coming back.”
You shivered. “Okay.”
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That night, you can’t help but hear the man’s screams.
The clean-up after had been out of your vision as well, the retriever doing his best to keep you out of the cabin. It had been difficult, but due to his brawn there was no way you could have forced your way in. So, instead, you chose to lounge in Hayato’s quarters, which you’ve now discovered is where you’d woken up. You chose your own bed instead, having had it closer to the door, and you’d toppled onto it to sleep.
You dreamed of terror, horribly vivid dreams with hands touching you where you didn’t want them. Voices telling you you belong to me, I can do what I want echoing through your brain. You couldn’t talk back, or hiss or scream for help; your vocal chords were shot, tightened, frozen in place.
You’d woken up in a pool of sweat, shaking and shuddering in the middle of the night. The ship was moving gently along the galactic current, the stars outside bringing soft light into the cabin. There was a planet you were passing, its bright aura dousing the cabin in a pretty glow of orange and purple.
Wiping the sweat off your brow, you crawled over to Hayato’s bed. You felt terrible asking him to soothe you, but you simply shed your clothes and crawled under the covers with him, thinking nothing of it.
Instead, Hayato’s eyes fluttered open as you slid under the blankets, getting yourself comfortable. “Are you alright?” he rasps, blinking sleepily as he drags you to him, a soft yelp falling from your lips at the movement, before smoothing into his grip. “Nightmare,” you whisper, and his grip on your only tightens. The bell around your throat jingles.
“Oh, angel,” he whispers, scratching that space between your ears that he knows you love, “it’s alright. I’m here. None of those bastards will ever lay a hand on you again, I promise.”
It’s silent for a moment, before your mind begins to wander.
You can feel that Hayato is only dressed in sleep pants, and for some reason, that makes you feel warm. Something stirs inside of you, your stomach tight as you turn to look at him. Whatever is in your eyes makes his grow dark, and he grins. “Do you need me to take care of you?” he asks, and you nod. There was something about having Hayato do what the men in the nightmare did; call it reclaiming power or whatever you’d like, but having it with the person you trusted the most (currently) felt like it was wiping away the previous horrible ordeals you’d been through.
His lips slot against your own so gently that you almost don’t notice, and a purr is shared between your connected mouths as his tongue slides against your lips, asking for entrance. It licks into your mouth, hot and wet and strong, easily taking control from you. Your tail swishes against the covers, and your thighs clench at the motion.
“My pretty little kitten,” he murmurs against you, “I’ll take good care of you, I promise.”
His hands drift, down to your hips as his nails sink into the skin. The motion has you trembling against him, small ah’s escaping your mouth as he breaks the connection between you two, looking at you like you’d hung all the stars in the galaxy. He looks at you in a way he doesn’t look at anyone else, and it makes your chest feel warm.
As he maneuvers above you, you can’t help but blurt out, “My first time. This, uh…this is my first.”
He stops dead in his tracks, gaze hot on your lithe body. “I’m your first?”
You nod hesitantly. “B-But I do want this. With you. Promise.” You don’t know how else to say it, or how else to beg for it because now that he’s kissed you, you need him everywhere. Particularly, between your legs, where you can feel wetness beginning to build between your thighs. Who cares if it’s going to be something you regret? Right now, it felt right to reward the person who’d saved you twice over.
He pauses for a moment, and it’s the first time you’ve seen him hesitate. Then, he smiles, moving back to your lips and capturing you in a long kiss, teeth clacking together. You sink your canines into his lip, just enough to indent the skin, and he groans into your mouth.
“I’ll be gentle,” he says, moving down to spread your legs in front of him. You feel your ears twitch as he does so, gazing at your center and how it drips onto the blankets beneath you both. There’s a flush on your cheeks, you can feel the warmth on them as he reaches out and runs a long, thin finger through your lips, from your center up to your throbbing clit.
As soon as his finger taps your nub, you jolt, your hips unconsciously bucking into his own grip. There’s a grin that splits across Hayato’s face, and he doubles down on the movement, leaning over you to get closer, his lips hovering inches above your own. His eyes are blown wide, almost black with lust as he watches you unfold beneath him.
The whines and whimpers that fall from your mouth aren’t in your control; you can only react to him, shuddering and shaking beneath him as he continues his movements. “Have you ever cum before?” he whispers, and you shake your head. You’d never touched yourself, either; it’s not like you had the time for self exploration, and Hayato can certainly tell with how sensitive you are. It’s almost like you’ve been pent up, all this time, your need pacing the grounds of a cage, yowling to be let out.
He smiles at you. “I’m going to make you, don’t worry,” he says gently, “get you nice and ready for me.”
You can feel it, the arousal, tightening in your stomach like a spring. It’s all so much that tears are pricking at your eyes, dribbling down your cheeks as you sob. “Feels ‘s good, Hayato,” you whine, and his smile only grows as he picks up the pace, his fingers rolling and pushing against you. “Good, angel,” he responds, “now, can you cum for me? Can my pretty kitten cum for me?”
You’d never been one to follow commands, being a feline hybrid, but something about his voice had you spurting all over the blankets without a second thought, a cry ripping itself from your throat as you cum. He watches you do so, his gaze a burning fire that’s tearing through you, watching your body jerk and shake and shudder beneath him as you ride out your high. You can’t tear your eyes from him, not with how intense he looks and how happy he looks, his pride for you written obviously all over his face.
His fingers leave you, allowing you a moment to catch your breath, before he’s there again above you, lips attached to you.
“You did so wonderfully, angel,” he says against you, his hands pulling off his pants, “so, so good for me.”
Your head is light, as if there was a dam broken that suddenly made you feel like you were walking on air. When his cock brushes against your center, you wince, feeling the head prod against you. “T-too big,” you manage to get out, and he pulls you in close, bracketing your head with his arms, pressing kisses to your forehead.
“We can stop if you want to,” he says softly, but you shake your head. Now that you’ve gotten a taste…you need to feel him inside of you. Claiming you. “No, it’s okay,” you manage to get out, and he holds you close as he positions himself, slowly breaching the ring of tight muscles.
“Just relax, kitten,” he says, “relax and let me in. Let me make you feel good.”
Your breaths are deep, following his motions as oxygen flows in through your nose and out through your mouth. Slowly, you feel him enter, and while it does burn, it doesn’t hurt. In fact, his cock slides in relatively easily thanks to the wetness lining your walls, and—God.
“S’ full,” you moan, and his forehead drops to your own as he pants. You can feel him restraining himself from slamming into you, adjusting to you. “You’re so tight,” he whispers, “hugging me so good, angel. Fuck.”
You stay that way for some moments, connected so divinely that you could’ve fallen asleep right there with Hayato’s cock keeping you nice and open, but that was a pipe dream. Instead, he slides out so slowly that every ridge of his cock rubs against your walls, and when he slides back in, the head hits this part inside of you that feels spongey and feels so good. You let out a shudder and a high-pitched squeal as he slides in and out faster, and when you look at him, he’s grinning. You don’t think he’s stopped grinning and smiling this entire time.
“Holy shit, kitten,” he pants, “don’t wanna cum too fast. Wanna feel you more.”
You nod, sighing as he sheaths himself inside of you once again. “Faster. Please, Hayato? Make me cum again?”
He pauses, looking at you questioningly. “Are you sure?”
You nod far too quickly. “Yes. Promise.”
The next snap of his hips has you seeing stars, bullying against that spot within you that makes you feel warm and tight and ready to explode all over him again. The pace is fast, but it’s not brutal; it’s like a ship, swaying and prodding and pounding rhythmically, like a song. Like a galactic song that’s been known across space and time.
He pushes himself up onto his palms, sweat dripping onto you as he rails into you. “God, you’re so beautiful,” he says, cupping your face with one hand and keeping himself up on the other. Skin slaps against skin, and your moans and whines all but spur him on to moving even faster. Your mind is unraveling with every thrust, every prodding movement to that spot within you only making you wetter. Squelching noises echo around the cabin, and your thighs clench around Hayato, your ankles unconsciusly locking behind him.
“G-Gonna cum, Haya,” you mumble, and his eyes screw shut as he lets out a groan that’s so loud that you expect half the ship can hear you both (if they couldn’t already). “Cum on my cock, kitten,” he says, panting and opening his eyes and looking directly at you, “I know you can do it.”
And you do. This one hits you even harder than the last, your vision almost whiting out as your eyes roll into the back of your head. Along with your walls trembling around him, you can feel Hayato growing close; you’re not sure exactly what it looks or feels like when a fully-human man comes, but with the stuttering of his hips and the way his cock feels inside of you, it’s no secret he’s about to finish as well.
So, you find some crude bravery as you lean up and whisper in his ear.
“Cum inside of me, Hayato.”
He gasps. “Oh, fuck,” he gets out, trembling, before he’s spurting inside of you with a growl that makes every hair on your body stand up. He starts babbling against you, the dirty words weaving their way into your mind and making you shudder and shake around him as you finish together.
“Fuck, gonna fill this pretty little hole. You’re mine, you’re all mine, nobody else can touch you but me. Only me. This is my little hole, only mine, mine, mine.”
Eventually, his arms collapse and he drops onto your chest, heaving and panting as he presses a kiss to your chest. You’re no better, drawing in deep breaths as you come back to center, your vision clearing as you feel the blankets underneath you and Hayato’s body stuck to your own through sweat and other bodily fluids.
You lay like that for some time, his hand lazily scratching between your ears, pressing small kisses to your shoulder where he can reach without moving. He looks up at you then, a stupid grin on his face. It’s almost dopey.
“I never thought I’d meet a hybrid like you,” he says, and you scrunch your nose. “What’s that supposed to mean?” you shoot back, and he lets out a giggle that makes your chest feel warm and cozy. His hand cups your face, and he pulls you down to press a kiss to your lips.
“Only that I adore you.”
The sentence wraps itself around you, holding you comfortably as he cleans you both up, changing the blankets and producing fresh ones. You nestle into the bed, Hayato’s arms wrapping around you tightly, as if someone was going to crash into the cabin and take you away from him.
At least, that’s probably what he thought.
Feeling safe in his arms, you drift off, feeling more safe than you’ve felt in years.
He adores me.
And he does.
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writersrealmbts · 4 years ago
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All I Want for Christmas
Description: You’re ready for another Christmas at the shelter, but Taehyung has other ideas, and brings you home with him instead. You never thought you’d receive this many gifts.
“For the Christmas request, can I please request a human!Taehyung x Calico cat hybrid!fem!reader where he adopts her and brings her home on Christmas? It’d be so cute because she’d be so happy to have a home and it’d honestly be the best Christmas for both of them🥰🐈💜”
Warnings: Fluff and stuff
Posted: 12/17/2020
Tags: taehyung x reader, hybrid au, hybrid reader, calico cat!reader
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A/N: For @kpopgirlbtssvt​
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You stared out your window at the glittering, snow-covered scenery, while you played with the Christmas-bells bracelet that your secret Santa had gotten for you. You loved it. You liked the gentle sound it made instead of the harsh jangle of the bells that someone had hung on your door, a cacophony of dissonance that made your tail curl.
You winced, turning toward the door as it opened. You weren’t sure why it would be opening, you’d just returned from breakfast and it wasn’t time for activities yet.
A stranger stood in the doorway, holding papers and a small gift bag. And while he didn’t look familiar, he smelled very familiar.
The one that had been observing everyone for adoption purposes for the past two weeks.
He smiled softly at you. “Hello, y/n. My name is Taehyung. I got you a Christmas present.”
You felt excitement bubbling up within you, and you slowly moved toward him.
He met you half-way, holding out the bag.
You carefully took it, bowing slightly, then carefully pulling the gift from the bag.
It was a charm bracelet, pretty and gold and shiny and it had three charms. One was a sleigh, carefully and intricately made with a bag of presents in the back. Another was a cute, but realistic looking bear. The last were simple mark-tags, ones that displayed your basic information and your owner’s….
You slowly looked back up at him. “You’re adopting me?”
He shook his head. “I have already adopted you. I’m bringing you home. I have more presents for you at home. I hope you can accept my first gift, though,” He said, looking hopeful.
You grinned and eagerly put it on behind your jingle-bracelet, admiring it in the morning light. You were being adopted!
He laughed a bit. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” You agreed, vibrating with excitement. You were getting the best Christmas present ever! You had an owner! You were being taken to a home!
“Y/n, your things?” The shelter worker prompted.
“Oh! Right!” You bounded toward the closet and grabbed your two dresses, your socks, and your shoes, putting them into the laundry sack, then got your 2 pairs of pants and 2 sets of pajamas and 3 shirts. “Ok!”
“Pillow? Friend?”
You squeaked in alarm and raced to the bed to grab the pillow and your stuffed calico kitty that had ears and a tail exactly like yours, then hesitated, hand on the old, worn blanket that you kept carefully folded over the end of your bed.
The worker nodded, smiling softly. “It’s yours.”
You grinned again and shoved those things into the sack as well. “Ready!”
“Uh, you might want to wear some shoes instead of slippers,” Taehyung suggested gently, looking just as happy as ever. Not scolding.
You stared down at your slippers for just a minute too long before diving into the sack and grabbing your shoes.
“Relax, kitten. We’ve got time to get home, it’s not going anywhere,” Taehyung said in a soothing tone as you fumbled with the straps of your shiny, black shoes. They looked cute with your red Christmas dress with the pretty white furry lining. You didn’t care what that know-it-all tabby three doors down said, you thought the shoes were cute. And they fit you, it was rare for shoes to actually fit properly, though the shelter tried their hardest to make sure all of you had at least one pair of shoes that fit properly, outside of the slippers which were bought in the proper sizes for everyone.
“Y/n! I found the…sash….” The other hybrid peered into the room, swallowing hard. “Oh…are you….”
“I’ve been adopted, Jiyoung!” You squeaked happily, dragging your sack over to her. “What did you find?”
“The sash, to the dress,” She said eagerly, grinning in happiness for you and then whipping the white sash around your waist and tying it in a big, fancy bow behind you. “There! Now it isn’t just a sack! I will tell you again, though, it was made to be a costume.”
“It’s pretty and soft,” You argued, hugging yourself.
She kissed your cheek. “Good luck in your new home, y/n. Merry Christmas.”
“Merry Christmas,” You responded, voice a choked whisper. You were leaving your friends.
Someone gently took your sack of belongings from you. “Come on, y/n. Let’s go show you your new home.”
You looked back at the gentle, understanding expression on Taehyung’s face and melted a bit. “Okay.”
Jiyoung patted your arm and hurried back down the hall to the donations room where she helped out. She was one of the owner’s hybrids, so at least you knew she was loved.
“Everyone else is in the main room, they’ve been told you’ve been adopted and are waiting to say goodbye,” The shelter worker said gently, noticing your hesitation.
You nodded and took Taehyung’s offered hand, going to the main room.
And maybe you gave your jingle bracelet to the grumpy tabby from three doors down because you knew she’d been jealous of it and you wanted her to be happy and your secret santa had given you an approving smile.
You sort of bet that Taehyung might get you another if you asked really, really nicely.
Taehyung’s car was very nice, nicer than any vehicle you’d ever been in before, and he played Christmas music softly on the radio as if knowing you were nervous as well as excited.
“I understand the sleigh, because you’re adopting me on Christmas, right?” You asked, attention on the charm bracelet again.
He nodded, smiling.
“But what about the bear?”
He looked a little sheepish. “Um…well, I have this song. It’s called winter bear, so I thought after a while if you look at the bear charm you’ll think of it as part of me.”
You were purring before he even finished speaking, holding your wrist and the bracelet close to your heart while you stared out the windows at the Christmas decorations the people all bundled up.
He parked at a large apartment building, grabbing your things and offering to hold your hand again. “Anyway, I do sometimes travel for work. And I was hoping the charm might remind you of me if I’m not able to take you with me. I’m going to make sure to try and get you in every trip, because you’re my responsibility now, but there will be times even when you’re with me on a trip that you might be at the hotel while I’m working. If you can’t go with me on a trip, you’ll probably stay with my parents, and they’re really nice so I think you’ll like them and I won’t do anything you’re uncomfortable with. And—”
“Taehyung-ah,” You whispered, trying to be respectful since you weren’t sure how he wanted you to address him yet. “It’s a little cold outside.”
He blinked at you, then his eyes widened and his eyebrows rose. “You don’t have a coat!”
You shook you head.
He hurried you into the building then ran back and grabbed the sack when you pointed it out, before punching the button to the elevator and muttering about warming you up so that you wouldn’t get sick and how he was a terrible owner.
You patted his arm. “You’re not a terrible owner, and I’m not that cold. See, I’m not shivering. We can still have a nice Christmas.”
“Right,” He breathed, sounding relieved. “You sure you’re okay?”
You nodded, smiling up at him.
“Right, oh, and you can just call me Taehyung.”
You nodded again, smiling and blinking up at him.
He led the way down the hall once the doors opened, holding your hand again, unlocking the door to his apartment (it had a pretty wreath on it). “It isn’t much but this is home.”
You stepped in and took off your shoes, then realized you didn’t have your slippers out.
He caught your panicked looked and smiled gesturing to two pairs of slippers, one pair smaller than the others that looked adorable and comfortable. Like fairy slippers. “I got those for you. They told me your sizes so I could get you some things.”
You felt warm all over and you carefully tried on the slippers, purring at how soft they were.
He looked relieved that you liked them.
Then you saw the rest of his apartment and gaped. Not because of the Christmas tree, which really was delightfully decorated, but because it was very large. You’d seen other apartments before, for home visits before adoptions that fell through at the previous shelter you’d been in as a child. This place was…expensive.
“Wow,” You breathed.
“Like I said, it’s not much, I don’t really even have that much furniture. I just sort of moved in a couple months ago.” He rubbed his neck.
You stared at him, then at the apartment. “It’s huge. You lived here alone?”
“Oh…well…yeah. That’s also why I got you, I’m not used to living alone and the others drop by now and then and I drop by their places now and then but…it’s not the same as what I’m used to and then I saw the shelter and I just got curious and…I didn’t want to be alone anymore and you were so bright and lively that I thought…you’d help me liven the place up. Help it feel warm in here instead of empty.” He looked embarrassed.
You smiled. “I can certainly try.”
He smiled back at you. “Ready for your presents?”
“I feel bad, I don’t have presents for you,” You replied, worried.
“You being here and enjoying what I’ve gotten for you will be enough,” He reassured you, looking happy again.
You nodded and let him lead you through the apartment to a door with a ribbon stuck to it.
“This is your room, y/n,” He whispered, then opened the door.
You squeaked in surprise as you looked around the absolutely plush room. Big bed, lots of pillows and blankets, and pretty pretty furniture. Gentle colors, pretty colors. A lamp, a ceiling fan. And he had some clothes in the dresser and the closet, and some books on the shelves.
He was watching you hopefully, waiting to see if you liked it all.
Your eyes filled with tears and you raced over you hug his waist tightly. “Thank you, thank you, thank you,” You breathed, locking your arms around him.
His lips pressed lightly to your temple. “Merry Christmas, y/n.”
“Merry Christmas,” You whispered back.
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cherrykpawp · 1 month ago
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Heat // Ch 7
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Rating: Explicit, Mature (M)
Pairings: Mingi x reader, San x reader
This chapter includes: hybrids, Afab!reader, reader-centric, smut, fluff, Calico hybrid!reader, Black cat hybrid!San, Husky hybrid!Mingi, switch!reader, switch!San, Top leaning!San, switch!Mingi, cunnilingus, nipple play, unprotected sex (WRAP IT!), creampies, overstimulation, heats, begging, pet names (darling, baby, babygirl princess, kitten), praise kinks, dirty talk, possessiveness, submission, hair pulling, fingering, voyeurism, squirt, swearing, biting, love bites, eye contact, scent kink, size kink, blowjob (borderline throat fuck), sex toy, mating press, slight angst
Song rec: All Mine - Brent Faiyaz
Taglist: @m-flowerjunnie-oa, @mrsminseochoi, @strawwff, @sunlight120902, @awkward-fucking-thing, @menialmoonchild, @jjongsho, @chanscase143, @lililiarina, @babyquokkasworld
WC: 10.4k
MDNI!!
Even though the interval between your time with San had been short, your heat returned with animosity, violent and unrelenting. Mingi lifted you easily, arms draped around his neck as he carried you to the edge of the bed, where he had placed the towel earlier. San watched the two of you from the corner of the room, ensuring nothing rash happened. His lips were set in a taut line, his face focused. 
“I’ll be as gentle as I can,” Mingi reassured you, wiping your tear-stained cheeks. The concern in his voice was palpable, mirrored in his careful touch. He knew his size was probably more than you could comfortably handle, and the last thing he wanted was to scare you off. If you had wanted to complete your heat with Yunho or San instead, he wouldn’t be offended.
You sat up on the towel, gently tugging him down by his neck to press a soft peck on his lips. “I know,” you whispered.
Mingi deepened the kiss for a moment before pulling back slightly. “Think you’ve got the strength to get on your hands and knees for me?”
You bit your bottom lip, nodding. “May I see it again?” You asked so innocently. It felt like Mingi’s heart had been torn out of his chest and carried away with the wind.
He fully removed his briefs, and his cock sprung forward, hanging with such a dramatic weight. You weren’t sure how it would fit. He was the biggest you’d had yet, but you had enough determination to conquer it. In a trance, your hand went out to stroke it, drooling at the sight. Your eyes traced every inch of it with slow delectation—itching to know how he tastes. Mingi tilted his head to the side, letting you get acquainted with it first. He hadn’t hurt anyone yet, and you weren’t about to be his first. You couldn’t even wrap your hand fully around the shaft, the tips of your fingers only a few centimeters away. Everything about Mingi was just so big—his hands, his height, his thighs, his nose, and now his cock.
“Are you having second thoughts?” Mingi caught your attention, you shook your head—you were honestly more excited than anything. “You don’t have to stroke me, princess…”
You didn’t answer him, too lost in the image of him buried deep down your throat. Instead, you pressed a soft peck to the tip of his cock, then forced yourself to let go, shifting onto your hands and knees for him. From this angle, he could see everything—the way your slick cunt glistened with a decadent cocktail of arousal, how it clenched with eager anticipation. Your tail begged him to come closer—to ruin you, to make you forget your name. Mingi drew in a deep, slow breath, momentarily attuning himself to San, only to see an unreadable, expressionless face. 
When you whined again, Mingi’s focus snapped entirely on you. He gripped the base of his  cock, lining it up with your entrance, and slowly pushed the tip in. His lips gradually parted as he exhaled—he was barely halfway in, already struggling not to bury himself all at once. Your body trembled, not from pain, but from the delicious burn that came with his stretch. It was beyond anything you’d imagine. He gave a few shallow thrusts, easing you into it, working to help your body adjust. Then he paused, letting you breathe. He trailed his hands up your back, grounding you, offering comfort through gentle touches and quiet, encouraging words. Once your breathing steadied, he pushed in deeper—a little over halfway now. You clung to the sheets beneath you, panting, tears slipping directly onto the fabric as wave after wave of salacious sensation crashed over you. It was overwhelming in the best way.
“Mingi, ah~, please, more,” you begged, tempted to force yourself down his length.
He gripped your waist, holding you still. “I’ll give you more,” Mingi said through gritted teeth, groaning as your pussy quivered around him, “but it’s dangerous if I don’t take my time.”
You were too stubborn for your own good, attempting to force yourself down—until a sharp, painful sting stopped you. You cried out, wincing at the searing pinch. Mingi’s eyes widened, a perturbed expression settling on his face, as he placed a hand on your back to halt any movement. San tensed, alert, but didn’t interfere. He knew Mingi would handle it properly.
Mingi bent down, chest to your back. “My love, you have to be careful,” he whispered in your ear. You mewled in response, definitely learning your lesson. His arm went around your body, hand sliding down to your cunt. He began tracing dexterous circles on your clit, trying to ease the tension. Goosebumps coated your skin. “Focus on my hand,” he murmured. “Is it making you feel good?”
“Yes,” you moaned pathetically, his skillful fingers tapping at your sensitive bud, rolling it between his ring and middle fingers.
Mingi massaged your clit for a short while, easing the tension in your body, helping your tightness relax enough so that he could fully slip in. It must’ve worked—because you didn’t even notice he was completely sheathed in your heat until he withdrew his fingers. His hands returned to your waist. “I’m going to start moving now.”
Mingi pulled out halfway, thrusting back in sharply. Your jaw went slack, unable to produce any sound. He found a languid rhythm—slow, steady, and deliberate, giving you time to adjust to his immense size. Every movement hit your G-spot, his cock fitting snugly against your walls. His eyes screwed shut, hypnotized by the esctasy of lust. 
“You feel so good, Mingi.” Your arms trembled, weak as noodles, but you held yourself up, dripping with need. “Please, faster,” the desire in your voice raw and desperate.
And he gave you what you wanted. Bringing his hands to your hips, he dug his fingers into your skin as he slammed into you with a ferocious pace, driven by unrelenting ardor. Your mind turned to mush, words you might have wanted to say flew out the window along with Mingi’s heart. With every thrust, your torso arched closer to the bed, your arms ultimately giving out beneath you. Moans escaped in shaky hiccups, growing fainter as the air escaped your lungs.
“Oh shit, fuck!” you exclaimed, pulling yourself off of him. Mingi’s brows furrowed, perplexed, as he glanced at San again. Now, San wore a look of concern, his worry mirrored in Mingi’s expression. 
“Are you—” His words were cut off as he watched your legs shake, your breath coming in deep gasps. Mingi ran a palm across your back, soothing you. “Are you okay? Should we stop?”
“God, no,” you protested. “I just need a second.” You sat back on your calves, your chest pressed to the bed beneath you. “You’re just hitting everything, just because of how big you are. I almost came just now.” 
San relaxed in his seat, relieved that Mingi hadn’t hurt you. Meanwhile, you inflated Mingi’s ego, a blush creeping across his cheeks. Perverse thoughts flooded his mind.
He continued to run his palm along your back, waiting until you were ready to continue. His gaze followed your hand as it reached behind you, guiding his shaft back inside of you. Mingi resumed his rhythm, starting with slow strokes before gradually picking up his pace again. He put his foot on the bed, angling himself deeper. You reached forward, searching to grab anything, only to brush against a shirt. Bringing it close, you scented it—it was Mingi’s shirt. 
As San watched Mingi pound into you, he couldn’t help himself—palming himself through his boxers. The sight of your arched back, combined with the submissive expression on Mingi’s face, corrupted his mind and had him throbbing. He could relate to his own time with you, and he could easily imagine how intense it felt. Chewing on his bottom lip, San slid his cock out, stroking it lazily, eyes locked on the scene unfolding before him.
The supple skin of your ass jiggled with every impact as Mingi’s hips slammed into you. He threw his head back, rolling his pelvis deeper into your heat. Without warning, your capricious release hit—you came all over his cock, your body shaking beneath him. 
“Five times…” San muttered absentmindedly, squeezing the base of his cock as he counted how many times you squirted today. Two were from him, one from their tongues, one from Mingi, and one from you sucking him off. That last one—San decided—was his favorite. He’d never seen a hybrid get off that way before. 
You were mind-fucked and cock-drunk on Mingi. His scent clung to you, overwhelming, while his thrusts were relentless against your velvety walls. Through your blurry vision, you could sort of make out San mouthing something to Mingi, all the while maintaining eye contact with you. You couldn’t hear anything, but you could smell and feel everything. Especially the way Mingi pulled you up by your upper arms, lifting you upright against his chest before wrapping you tightly in his arms. 
Mingi deepened his thrusts at this angle, your head thrown back against his shoulder. “Breathe, beautiful, breathe,” he murmured, leaving open-mouthed kisses along your neck. He slowed down his thrusts, allowing you time to gather yourself. 
You sobbed a moan, digging your nails into his thighs as he pushed into you. “R-right there, feels so—“ You were cut off when Mingi placed his fingers on your clit, making sloppy figure eight’s.
“I don’t want to cum yet, kitten,” Mingi lapped at your scent gland, making you purr, “Are you able to do one more position?”
“Anything, p-please. Just need you.” You begged, you're unaware whether to follow his fingers or meet his thrusts.
“Can you split for me, baby?” You nodded, hungry for whatever position he wanted to take you in.
Mingi paused his movements, gently laying you down onto your chest. You could no longer hold yourself up, opting to grip the wrinkled sheets below you. You then spread your legs further up on the bed, aligning them with the edge. Mingi helped adjust you for comfort. Seeing how pliant and flexible your body was only turned Mingi on more, imagining all the ways he could bend you after this. He tried to hold on to the last morsel of self-restraint he had left within him. He hooked his hands around the crease of your hips and thigh, increasing his pace. The bulbous tip of his cock annihilated your cervix, your sopping cunt constricting around him.
“You’re such a beauty,” Mingi moaned above you, watching your tail wrap around his forearm. You mewled at the compliment. “Will you let me mark every inch of your body, kitten?”
You gave a small ‘Mmph’, causing Mingi to cock his head to the side.
“I need to hear you, baby girl.”
“I’m all yours,” you breathed out, choking back a whine. 
‘All mine…’ Mingi grinned at the thought of you being his—and him being yours only ignited the yearning burning deep inside him. 
That encouraged him to pick up his pace, and the sound of skin slapping bounced around the room. “Then cum for me again. I‘ll mark you for days on end if you do.”
You obediently nodded against the sheets. “Need m—more.” Your pussy quivered at his words, anticipating his promise to leave love bites all over you. 
Mingi pressed his chest against your back, nibbling on your fluffy earlobe, drawing a moan from you. He knew how much you liked biting, so he figured incorporating it would please you—and he was correct. He grazed his teeth against your scent gland, drowning in your pheromones before switching to the other side of your neck. He licked a stripe from your shoulder to the junction of your neck, savouring the saltiness of your sweat with the faintest hint of your chocolate musk. Enamored, he peppered a trail of love bites across your back, nipping at them afterward, repeating the process along your shoulders and neck.
“Mingi, I’m—“ you hiccuped, arching your back. You felt him pulse inside you, signaling that he was about to cum. His twitching had you cumming all over again. As your body fell limp, jerking occasionally on the bed, he had two pumps left in him before he unraveled, cumming inside you as he groaned hoarsely in your ear. 
Mingi’s forehead pressed into the nape of your neck as he panted deeply, stilling inside you to recover himself. Another moan echoed from the corner of the room, and Mingi, his eyes still hazy, glanced over to see San, white ropes draped across his chest and abdomen. His chest heaved as his head rested against the top of his chair. Once Mingi regained his composure, he leaned down to face you, brushing your hair from your face. Your eyes were dark, meek, and unfocused. He licked at your swollen lips, a result of how hard you kept biting them, before placing a tender kiss on them.
Mingi then stood up, adjusting your legs before carefully pulling out, making sure to keep his essence inside. You didn’t budge, but he could see your breathing steady. He flipped you onto your back, gently scooting you up on the bed so your legs weren’t hanging off the edge. You were aware of Mingi moving you and of him pulling out, but you couldn’t process any of his words. 
“Are you okay?” Mingi asked, and you nodded in response. “Did it hurt?” You quickly shook your head, dismissing the question—you were on cloud nine right now. “Baby can’t speak?” he teased, and you shook your head no, causing Mingi to chuckle softly. He could see you getting drowsy, fighting to stay awake. “Kitten wants to sleep, but I need to clean you first.”
You couldn’t fight that—your tail curled around Mingi’s forearm, a silent plea as your inhibition melted away. All you wanted was to be close to him, to bury yourself in his warmth. 
“Hyung, please”. Mingi gave a small nod in San’s direction as the older male finished cleaning himself off. Snapping his boxers back on, San quietly stepped out of the room, heading to the restroom. “Was I too rough?” Mingi asked gently, graveness evident in his voice.
You shook your head, voice soft and teasing. “Could’ve been..”
“Could’ve been?” Mingi echoed curiously, “It’s your first heat with us, I can be rough next time. On a different occasion.”
You gave him a tired smile, eyes fluttering for moments at a time before opening them again,  only to see Mingi slowly fading into darkness. Sleep won again.
San reentered the room with another warm washcloth, handing it wordlessly to Mingi. With quiet care, Mingi began to wipe you down—your face first, then around your breasts, and your vulva. He meticulously took his time wiping at your labia, making sure to keep his cum tucked safely inside.
San watched on with endearing eyes, a faint smile on his lips. “Great job today, Mingi-ah,” he said gently, his voice filled with warmth and quiet praise.
“What do you mean?” Mingi gently closed your legs, leaning them to the side before wiping his cock off. He was still incredibly hard himself.
“Taking your time with her. Being careful. Checking in on her.” San listed as he sat by your head, brushing your hair away from your sleeping face. “I’m proud of you.”
“Hyung, I’m always careful and take my time.” Mingi pouted, settling down near your legs. 
“And I agree,” San smiled with a prominent dimple. “But I also know you really like her.” Mingi turned his gaze away shyly at that, unable to deny it. “I do too,” he added, pouting down at you.  “I’m glad she wasn’t hurt or overwhelmed because Mingi...”
“Hmm?” Mingi hummed, lifting his eyes to meet San’s.
“That is a weapon you have on you.” San joked softly, Mingi nearly shoved him off the bed, rolling his eyes. San chuckled, steadying himself. “I’m proud of her, too—for listening so well. We’ll have to ask her some things once this is all over. But for right now, let’s just make sure she enjoys the rest of her heat.”
“I didn’t expect her to feel so hot,” Mingi sighed, pressing the back of his hand to your forehead, “I can’t imagine what she must be feeling.”
San nodded in agreement, his expression growing tender. They truly admired you. To them, you were the embodiment of quiet strength—enduring such a difficult obstacle for approximately a week. There was a certain reverence in the way they looked at you, as if your resilience had elevated you in their eyes. And if you thought the princess treatment was over, it was only the beginning. 
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Yunho received a text from San, asking him to heat some food for the three of you. It was already four in the afternoon, and this was the first time he’d heard from anyone—unsurprising, considering the three of you had been at it on and off for hours. He’d almost thought they’d forgotten entirely, but he should’ve known better. His hybrids never forget. 
Humming to himself, Yunho made his way downstairs, heading straight to the kitchen. He prepared each meal separately in the microwave, adding a small snack tailored to each of your preferences. For you, he scooped some ice cream that he thought you’d like—a little sweet treat to follow a savory meal. Once everything was ready, he arranged the meals and a variety of drinks neatly on the metal tray. Balancing it carefully, he strolled over to San’s door and gave it a light kick with his foot to announce his arrival.
San opened the door wearing only his boxers. Yunho spotted all the love bites scattered across his chest and raised an eyebrow. “You too?”
“Oh yeah,” San nodded. “All of us, honestly.” San stepped aside, revealing you leaned back against Mingi’s chest, the husky hybrid resting against the headboard. It mirrored your first day with him—except this time, no one was wearing a robe.
You saw Yunho and instantly lit up. “Yuyu!”
San moved the empty tray out of the way for Yunho to place the new one on the nightstand. “Hello, darling.”
You beckoned him closer, making grabby hands at him. Mingi held your waist to keep you from tipping over. Yunho leaned in, expecting a hug, only for you to grab his face and cover it in kisses.
“It’s lovely to see you too.” He chuckled, pulling back when you finally let go. “I brought you some ice cream to eat after your lunch. I hope it doesn’t melt, but if it does, I’ll just get you a new bowl.”
“Did you get me some ice cream?” Mingi asked, twirling his short hair and grinning from ear to ear.
“Did you want some Mingi-ah?”
 Mingi nodded
“Go help yourself, it’s in the freezer.” His grin instantly dropped into a fleeting scowl, cursing Yunho with his eyes. “No but I’m sorry, Mingi-ah. Next time I’ll bring you some,” Yunho said, petting the top of Mingi’s head. Suddenly, everything was right in the world.
San sat at the end of the bed, where your and Mingi’s feet rested, gently caressing your leg beneath the blanket.
“I’m glad to see you’re doing alright,” Yunho said, pecking your forehead. “I should start heading out now, though. Give you some privacy.”
You frowned, “Okay. I’ll see you soon then.” Mingi whispered something in your ear, and since San was right by you, he overheard, his ears flicking as he looked at Yunho with an amused countenance. “Is that right, Yuyu?”
“Is what right?” Yunho asked, wearing a puzzled expression. You were about to repeat what Mingi had said, but his hand quickly covered your mouth. 
“Thank you for the food, hyung. Greatly appreciated,” Mingi bowed, folding your body with him. You sat there, your eyes crinkling into a smile.
Yunho wasn’t amused; instead, he was clearly lost. “Mingi, let her say it.”
Mingi hesitantly released his palm from your mouth. Instead of repeating what Mingi had said, you feigned ignorance. “Nothing, Yuyu. Thank you for the food.” San and Mingi stifled their laughs, making Yunho squint at both of them before he left.
Once he left, Mingi hugged you tightly. “My savior.”
“Was he really jerking off upstairs?” San covered his mouth, his eyes wide open.
“I swear on my life,” Mingi deadpanned. “I heard it and everything.”
Although you were amused, you knew they were guilty themselves. “You both did the same thing when you heard us, just saying,” you defended Yunho, crossing your arms in front of you. San and Mingi fell silent because it was true. “And last time I checked, you,” you poked Mingi’s arm several times, “smelled heavily of caramel because of it. We don’t even have caramel.”
San and Mingi held their hands up in defense. “Sorry princess.” The pet name had you forgiving them instantly. 
“To be frank, I didn’t know you were going to smell me on him,” San stated, passing out the meal preps. 
“I forgot we can smell almost anything when we’re in heat, except our own pheromones,” Mingi shrugged. 
They waited until you took the first bite of the steak and rice that Yunho and San cooked. After your approval, they dug in themselves. Mingi rocked side to side as he enjoyed the meal, moving you along with him, tightly holding onto the meal prep container.
“If you rock any harder, everything might spill,” you teased, tickling his chin with your ear, and convincing him to steady himself.
Mingi pecked your ear. “Sorry.”
San was the first to finish his food, placing the empty container on the tray beside you and Mingi. To occupy himself in the meantime, he massaged your calves through the blanket, his ears relaxed. 
You pressed the back of your head into Mingi’s chest. “That feels amazing,” you said with a contented sigh. Mingi gave him a brooding look, brushing off any thoughts he might’ve voiced aloud.
San smiled, his meticulous hands searching for any potential knots to unwind. His careful touch helped you relax, allowing your mind to drift away from any worries. After a short while, he massaged a bit of your upper thigh before returning to your calves. 
You only ate half of your food, covering the rest and placing it on the tray. “You should eat more, darling,” San said, coaxing you.
“I know, but I really want this ice cream right now.” Something cool, in contrast to your warm body, would help tremendously. 
It was a bowl of chocolate ice cream—seems pretty on-brand for you. The richness of the cocoa and the creaminess of the ice cream were addictive. You’d had chocolate ice cream a dozen times, but you didn’t recall ever having this brand. The cooling sensation felt like it knocked a few degrees off your body. Even if, realistically, it didn’t.
Seeing you enjoy it so well made San crave a sweet treat himself. “…Can I have some?”
You scooped some onto the spoon and offered it to him. San hummed in delight at the taste, unaware that he’d gotten ice cream in the corner of his mouth. You swiped the smear away, licking it off your thumb before continuing to enjoy your treat.
Mingi finished his meal, placing his container on the tray last. “Ahh,” he signaled above you that he wanted some as well. You scooped some for him, too, tilting your head back to feed him properly. “Thank you,” he mumbled, holding your chin back for a moment to press a quick peck on your lips, then let you eat properly. 
With San massaging your legs and now Mingi working on your shoulders, you were putty in their hands. Your purrs vibrated against Mingi’s chest, comforting him.
“I might drop this with the way you two are massaging me right now...”
“I can lick you clean, don’t worry...” Mingi reassured you, his tone clearly meant to be suggestive. A sudden desire to drop it all over yourself flashed through you.
“You know, I was wondering,” you began, swallowing a bit of the chocolaty ice cream. “Have you two ever had a threesome?”
”Suddenly?” Mingi chuckled, amused by the question. You nodded, genuinely inquiring.
“Once,” San answered,  still focused on massaging the soles of your feet through the blanket, his mind drifting back to when they were first swollen. “Mingi’s rut triggered mine one time, and we were scheduled for a heat hotel with another hybrid. It was quite the adventure.”
“Oh yeah? Why?” You cocked your head to the side, feeling Mingi’s hands massaging your upper arms.
“Well, we didn’t know how to coordinate properly—whether it was reminding ourselves not to get ahead of things or ensuring the other hybrid was alright.” San gave you his full attention, absentmindedly running his hands over your legs. 
“Why didn’t you each of you get your own separate hybrids?”
“The hybrid at the time—bless her heart—was specialized in assisting multiple heat partners. She was patient with us and took her time. Most of the time, she took the lead and put us in our place, teaching us the importance of being considerate of one another during our ruts, but especially about who we were spending them with.” San informed you, “We were pretty young back then. This was about two, almost three years ago? Around the time we were first adopted by Yunho.”
You had finished your bowl of ice cream when Mingi took it from you and placed it on the tray. Wrapping his arms around you to hold you closer, he scented you. “What about you?” Mingi asked softly.
You offered more access to your neck, allowing him closer. “I never had one before this. You both would be my first.” Mingi licked at your scent gland, grazing his teeth across it, sending a shiver down your spine. “T-technically, though, it hasn’t been all three of us properly… b-but yeah.” You were trying your best to stay focused on the conversation, but Mingi wasn’t letting up on his attack on your gland.
“Does it have to be a threesome?” Mingi bit the shell on your ear, his voice dripping with honey. “Isn’t one just enough?”
His tone had you rubbing your legs together. Somehow, the ambiance of the situation shifted—this was no longer a friendly conversation. “What do you mean, Mingi?”
Mingi softly scoffed, lapping at your gland, fighting his desire to bite down on it. “Nothing, I suppose… just a thought.” Watching San’s hand massage your leg the whole time irritated him—like San didn’t know what personal space was. “Hyung, can you stop?”
San furrowed his brow. “Stop what?” He knew exactly what Mingi was referring to, but wanted to see if Mingi could calm himself down, so he rubbed your leg more.
You couldn’t tell what had changed, but there was a noticeable shift in Mingi. Fury flickered in his eyes as he halted his attack on your gland, locking his focus on San. Mingi’s arms slipped under the blanket that covered you, wrapping tightly around your warm skin and pulling your body closer to his. He bent his legs, planting his feet firmly on the mattress, positioning yours on top of his to keep San from gaining access to you. San sat there, unamused but making sure you weren’t alarmed.
Suddenly, you smelled something like wood burning, with a hint of grass. It was faint, but it was unmistakable. “I think something’s burning.” San’s ears flicked, narrowing his eyes at Mingi. You inhaled the air around you, realizing the scent was coming from Mingi—something had upset him. “Mingi, are you okay?”
He tore his gaze from San, looking down at you. “Peachy.” The burning scent vanished as soon as you mentioned it, replaced by Mingi’s familiar one, though it came under the guise of calm. He was pushing out his pheromones heavily, making you drowsy—but not sleepy. He knew his scent brought you comfort.
“You smell so good,” you murmured, closing your eyes and inhaling deeply, taking in all of him.
With your eyes closed, you missed San mouthing for Mingi to ’calm down’, but the husky hybrid clenched his jaw, giving San a blasé look. Once he felt your soft peck on his gland, he closed his eyes as well, releasing even more of his pheromones for you.
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It was officially your third day of your heat, and honestly, it felt like it had been going on forever, showing no signs of dying down. If anything, it only seemed to be getting stronger. After catching the scent of Mingi’s distressed pheromones, he had been more touchy with you, not that you're complaining. Whenever San took care of you, Mingi would be visibly displeased. He didn’t say much, but his facial expression often darkened with abhorrence, especially when San’s hands lingered too long. When it was his turn, he didn’t want San anywhere near you, scenting you thoroughly so that you only smelled like him. San would roll his eyes at times, but you never noticed—too caught up in your heat. 
After your last wave for that night, Mingi curled behind you, tightly wrapping you in his hold, his nose tucked in the crook of your neck. But since you wanted to cuddle San too, you reached out to spoon him in front of you. Mingi wasn’t exactly pleased about that, but he let you—so long as you were pressed against him, his leg wedged possessively between yours.
Mingi woke up before you and San, only to feel you rutting in your sleep. Your lower half rubbed against, signaling that another wave must’ve been approaching. He couldn’t tell what time it was, his phone was too far away on the nightstand—but the soft glow of the sun gave him a clue. Gently, he pressed your hips down into the mattress to keep you from grinding against him. 
Glancing over his shoulder, he saw San still fast asleep, his back turned, soft snores filling the quiet space. At some point during the night, Mingi pulled you away from San’s back and turned you the other way, keeping you spooned against him instead. Now it was his back that faced San, and he intended to keep it that way.
Mingi’s ears flicked, his attention snapping to you as you rubbed your eyes, your hands pressing against your face. You were confused, wondering how you ended up on the opposite side of the bed with San nowhere in sight. But all thoughts of that quickly faded when a sharp ache pulsed between your legs. A soft whimper escaped your lips as you assumed the hybrids were still asleep.
“Morning…” Mingi whispered, his lips brushing against the back of your head as he tightened his hold on you. “Is my princess okay, or do you need me to take care of you?”
You tilted your head slightly, pulling his arm closer to your body, feeling the heat radiating off your own body. “I don’t k-know why, it hurts more than y-yesterday.” The words caught in your throat, frustration rising as you wanted to cry. This had to be one of your worst heats—not because of Yunho, San, or Mingi, but because if your previous heat hadn’t gone the way it did, you wouldn’t be stuck in this painful affliction. 
Mingi cooed softly, trying to comfort you, his voice baritone yet tender. “How do you want it?” His free hand glided across your body, his eyes still closed, though the fight to restrain his possessiveness had finally faded. All he wanted was you. You rocked your hips against him, a silent plea, your body urging him closer. “You were doing that in your sleep,” he murmured, his tone darker now.
“Was I?” you asked, your voice thick with genuine confusion. Mingi hummed a ‘yes,’ and you realized that was probably why he had his hand pinned against you earlier. Another wave of agonizing pain hit you, nearly rendering you nonverbal from the intensity. “Mingi, anything… please.”
His hand crept over you under the blanket, sliding between your legs. He gently massaged your clit, feeling how slick you were, as always. “I can’t lie, everything you do, the way you sound when I play with you, it turns me on so bad. It’s been hard to restrain myself.” You softly whimpered, listening intently to his words. A growl hid behind his next sentence, “I want to be selfish with you; I want you all to myself.” Mingi dipped two fingers into your heat, the viscous slick oozed down his digits as the pads pressed against your spongy G-spot. You opened your legs to give him better access, he bit hard on his bottom lip as he tried his best not to bite you. God, the desperation in your pants released something carnal in him. “Look at you… I’ve barely done anything, and you’re already a mess…”
“If you keep speaking to me like this…” your head lolled back as you felt him scissor his fingers into your wet heat. 
“Does it get you hot?” you nodded, feeling behind you to weakly stroke his cock. Thank god you all chose to sleep naked. He emitted a low grumble from his throat. “I don’t like that San gets to hear your beautiful moans and mewls… or that he gets to listen to those lewd, filthy sounds that come from this luscious, pretty, pussy of yours”
You were completely caught off guard by Mingi’s dirty words—yet you weren’t opposed to them. In fact, you wanted to hear more. 
“After all this is over, I plan to make you mine. I want to solely serve you, princess. I want to claim you in every inch of this house, to make it known to the world that you’re mine, and that I’m only yours.” Mingi quickened his fingers, making you mewl into the pillow beneath your head. “I want you to be completely mine…”
“I am,” your breath hitched in your throat, feeling the familiar coil in your stomach as you sloppily stroked his cock behind you.
Mingi growled, “Say it again. I promise I’ll make it happen.”
A deep gasp escaped you, getting louder as his fingers thrust into you. “I’m all yours, Mingi. Make me yours…”
A satisfied warmth spread over Mingi’s chest, his mind drifting away from reality. He removed his fingers from you, making you whine at the emptiness, but it was fleeting as he rubbed hard circles on your clit. You rocked your hips into his hand, clenching around nothing, but so desperately wanting to cum. 
“Ruin me….”
His hand movements paused, unintentionally edging you. He shuffled behind you, turning you on your back so he could hover above you. His eyes were almost primal, teeth gritted as his ears perked up toward the ceiling. He glanced at San, noticing that he was still asleep; he loved that San was a heavy sleeper at times.
Mingi whispered in your ear, “I’m going to make you cum once with my tongue. If you do it silently, I'll make sure to fill you up nicely and tightly.”
He kissed your neck, his lips trailing down your body beneath the blanket before disappearing completely under it. All you could see was the faint outline of his form beneath the thick cover. He hooked both of your legs over his shoulders, squeezing your thighs around his head. The moment you felt his lips on your cunt, you had to bite your lip to stifle a gasp. It felt as though he was making out with your wet heat, his tongue teasing your entrance and labia, letting out puffs of air against it as if breathing wasn’t even a choice for him. You borderline rode his face, your core following the movement of his tongue and lips. You heard muted smacks and pops from beneath the sheets, left only to imagine how he looked as he ate you out. You squeezed your thighs tightly around his head, but it didn’t slow him down one bit. 
You glanced over at San to see if he’d woken up—he only stirred slightly, still snoring. Relieved, you let out a shaky breath, eyes rolling back as Mingi’s lips wrapped around your clit, sucking harshly.
“Mingi, baby, I need you so bad.” Baby? That was the first time you’d ever called him something so sweet. His libido surged, a devilish grin spreading across his face—though hidden beneath the sheets, your words only riled him up even more.
He lost all control, slipping two fingers inside you while his tongue flicked over your clit. The curling of his fingers and the steady rhythm he pumped into you reignited the orgasm that had been building earlier. You hissed, soft moans slipping past your lips, even though every part of you wanted to cry. You pushed the blanket aside, revealing his face—eyes closed, completely lost in the taste of you. 
“Mingi, I-I’m—“ You couldn’t even finish the sentence, your voice trembling as you held back, afraid of being too loud with San still asleep. 
Mingi’s eyes fluttered open halfway, locking onto yours with a deep, empty stare—as if there was nothing behind them. Once he felt you tighten around his fingers, he withdrew them, hovering your whole cunt with his mouth as you came all over him. You let out a restrained moan, gripping the sheets below you as you felt him swallow against you. His tongue lapped up every trace of your essence before plunging his tongue back into you, devouring you all over again. You writhed against the bed, the sensitivity to your clit becoming overwhelming.
“Fuck, Mingi.” Your hand tangled in his hair, pulling tightly as you tried to pull away from his mouth. All it did was make Mingi drag you back, groaning at the taste of you. “Mingi baby, it’s too much.” You tugged on his hair again, sitting up in the process.
As you sat up, you were partially on his lap, gripping a handful of his hair. Both of you were breathing in each other's air, chest heaving as you got lost in his dark, lustful gaze. His lips were swollen and red, coated with a mix of your cum and slick mixture—you never saw him like this, it was a sight that turned you on in ways you couldn’t control. His hands roamed your body, grabbing any exposed skin, but you didn’t let go of his hair, keeping your eyes locked. You licked his lips and chin, collecting yourself on your tongue before deepening the kiss. Your arms wrapped around his neck, melting into the plushness of his lips, tasting like chocolate and strawberries.
Mingi had you back in your original position, kissing you deeply as your legs rested on his shoulders in a mating press. His thick cock lay atop of your pussy, not yet entering, but pressed firmly against it. He slowly rutted against your folds, the slick you produced each glide smoother, the vein on the underside of his cock teased your clit.
He broke the kiss first, leaning in to whisper seductively in your ear, “You’re so beautiful like this.” Pressing down a little harder on your folds, he made you gasp, your hands gliding over his biceps. “After I’m done,” his voice low and commanding, “you’re mine, baby girl.”
You nodded, meeting his thrust on your clit, “I promise…”
Mingi continued kissing you, lining himself up with your entrance before slowly pushing in. You’d had sex several times the night before, but no matter how many times he filled you, you never got used to the sheer size of him. Each stretch felt just as intense and new, the way you molded around him like it was crafted just for him. He pressed his forehead to yours, struggling to hold himself back from slamming into you…for now.
San had woken up now, his gaze locking on the sight of your legs draped over Mingi’s shoulders, your hands clawing at his chest. Even half awake, the visuals before him stirred a deep craving for your touch.
“What a great way to wake up.” San’s voice caught your attention, and you glanced over to see him propped up on his elbow. You were about to say something, but before you could, a hand gripped your chin, forcing your attention back on Mingi.
“Eyes on me, princess,” Mingi growled. “My cock is inside you, not his…” He eased the rest of his length into you, making your chest arch up toward him. His right hand slid under your back, using it to pull you even closer. Now that San was awake, he could steal your attention away.
San tsked, his voice tinged with frustration. “Mingi…” but Mingi fully ignored him, his focus entirely on you, tunnel-visioned.
Your tail wrapped tightly around your thigh, unable to reach Mingi in this position as he fucked into deeply. Your silky walls made it easy for him to glide with such precision, the way his tip ruthlessly annihilated your G-spot and cervix had you seeing stars. You could feel every outline of his veins, every pull of his virile cock as he filled you. His pace was relentless, unforgiving, and you matched it, just as ravenous as he was. You reached out, desperate to ground yourself, only to feel San’s hand offered to you. 
Even if Mingi was lost in his own subspace, he noticed everything going on around him. With a husky growl, he pried San’s hands off of yours, intertwining his fingers with both of your hands before leaning down to kiss you, never once pausing his relentless pounding. You mewled into his mouth, your fluttering cunt squeezing around him frequently, making him reciprocate with moans of his own. Remembering how much you liked your nipples bitten, Mingi broke the kiss, attaching his lips to your right bud. Tears streamed down the sides of your face, overwhelmed by the pleasure he was giving you. But when he bit your nipple, the high-pitched whine you let out was music to their ears, sending a jolt to San’s cock.
Mingi removed himself from your nipple briefly, “again…I want to hear you again…” He moved to your left nipple, biting down a little harder this time, and another high-pitched moan left you. He licked the area gently afterward, soothing the sensation, especially since he had promised not to be rough with you until you were out of heat. 
San craved to touch you, but seeing how Mingi was acting, he decided to wait until both of you came. He ran his nails across his own chest, biting his bottom lip at the burning sensation. Mingi wasn’t lying when he said that San liked pain. 
Mingi released your nipple with a light tug of his teeth, reading your face for any signs of discomfort. But instead, you looked absolutely blissful—tear streaks down your face, lips angry and red, parted slightly, and eyes utterly lost in sex. You have to be his. He needed you to be his. 
“All mine…” Mingi muttered, increasing his pace as he became urgent. Your head lolled to the side, exposing your scent gland to him. The intoxicating blend of chocolate musk and strawberry pheromones drew him in, leaning down to taste it first. The salty tang of your sweat, concocting with your pheromones—a combination he couldn’t get enough of. His teeth lightly grazed the sensitive area, drawing out another high-pitched moan from you. “Mine…” he growled before sinking his teeth into your scent gland.
There was a high-pitched ringing in your ears, and your vision blurred, everything seeming muffled as if the world around you faded away. Despite the haze, you could still feel Mingi pounding into you, each thrust sending waves of sensation through your body. But you didn’t even notice your prolonged moans and whines.
San sat upright, his eyes widening as he saw Mingi’s teeth sunk into your scent gland, raising his alarms. Mingi sent you into a subspace. Thankfully, hybrids couldn’t mate by biting each other’s scent glands, but it was a tactic to make the other submit. Mingi wouldn’t normally do this unless he was too far gone into his possessive state.
“That’s enough.” San sternly said, his voice firm, hoping Mingi would pull away from you. But Mingi didn’t, and San didn’t want to risk yanking the hybrid off you, afraid it might hurt you in the process. He reached out, rubbing your shoulder to catch Mingi’s attention. When Mingi finally lapped at your scent gland again, San roughly grabbed a fistful of Mingi’s hair, yanking him away from you. “Mingi, what the fuck.” San spat, expressing his disappointment—not only in Mingi, but in himself as well.
Mingi’s pupils were blown wide, and San could immediately tell—his friend was just as far gone as you were. This needed to be de-escalated, fast. San glanced down to see you babbling incoherently, trying to reach for Mingi to bring him back down and kiss him. Mingi snarled at San, still trying to give himself to you, bucking into you lightly.
San shook his head at both of you. With a sigh, he took matters into his own hands, tilting Mingi’s head to the side to expose his scent gland, then biting down firmly. Mingi’s gaze softened instantly, movements stilling as some light returned to his eyes. His ears flattened on his head, a soft whine escaping him as San asserted his dominance, putting him into submission. The black cat hybrid could hear you crying for Mingi to continue, attempting to move your hips against him. But San pressed your hip to the bed with one hand, holding you in place.
Once San let go of Mingi’s neck, still gripping Mingi’s hair, he turned his face toward him. Mingi’s eyebrows were furrowed, his bottom lip caught between his teeth. “Get out of her. Now,” San left no room for argument.
Mingi looked between both of you, his voice meek and strained. “B-but she needs—“
“Get. Out.” San demanded roughly, a serious expression unwavering. Mingi hesitated, but obeyed, gently placing your legs down on the bed before slowly pulling out of you, both of you whimpering at the sudden loss of contact. “Go lie against the headboard, I’ll finish from here,” he ordered the husky hybrid.
Mingi obediently listened, his tail drooping low between his legs as he backed against the headboard, guilt evident in his eyes. Now deep in your submissive mindset, more than usual, you instinctively reached out for him, yearning for his touch. Mingi only met your gaze with sad eyes, afraid to lay a hand on you without permission from both you and San. Before you could plead, your attention shifted as San pressed a soft kiss on your cheek. You chased his lips in hopes of kissing him, but San denied it. 
“Darling, are you alright?” San studied your face, noting how far gone you still were. You didn’t respond, hands moving up his neck and down his chest, silently coaxing him to fuck you. San allowed you to touch him as much as you needed, his fingers gently tilting your head to the side to inspect your scent gland. There was a prominent bite mark, but blood wasn’t drawn. He turned to Mingi, who watched with anxious eyes. “I’m glad you held back to some extent, but we didn’t discuss this with her… the biting of her scent glands…”
Mingi felt terrible, “I’m so sorry, hyung.”
“Don’t apologize to me,” San said, shaking his head, “It’s not entirely your fault. I should’ve stopped you earlier.” He pointed toward the toy on the chair that Mingi had brought the day before. “Pass it, please.”
Mingi listened well, reaching for the toy and handing it to San. San sat in front of you, your legs draped over his, checking the toy to see if it needed batteries or if it was fully charged. Your nails scratched down his torso, and the black cat hybrid hissed softly, but he didn’t allow himself to react any further, careful not to rile you up. Right now, his goal was simple—to get you out of your subspace, to give you space to voice what you wanted or needed.
Once San heard the buzz of the vibrating wand, he set it on the second level. “Kitten,” you mewled at the pet name, “I’m going to need you to use this for now. Can you do that for me?”
You whimpered, “But I want you inside…”
San cooed at you, “And you will. I just need you to cum first, baby.” He handed the toy to you, gratefully taking from him as you placed it on your sensitive clit.
San’s tail wrapped around your leg, brushing against your thighs as you used the massage toy. The room filled with a chorus of curses and the repeated mantra of both hybrids' names, voicing how badly you wanted them. Mingi wanted nothing more than to help you, but he couldn’t even touch himself. You turned the wand up to the third speed, squeezing San’s forearm as you rutted against the air. San praised you for doing such a marvelous job, promising to reward you as soon as you came one more time. Following that encouragement, you climaxed all over the toy, some landing on San’s lap as he ran his hands over your stomach and thighs. Weakly, you released the toy, jutting into nothingness as San caught it, pressing it against your clit to help you come down from your high. 
“Fuck, San. I’m good.” He turned it off for you and set it beside you, waiting for you to say anything else. You squeezed your legs together, bringing an arm over your eyes as you brought yourself down from your high. A twinge of pain shot through your neck, cupping it with your palm, unaware of the cause. “What happened?”
San looked at Mingi, silently gesturing for him to explain what had happened. “I, um… I bit your scent gland y/n…”
This was the first time they’d seen a stern look on your face—it was unreadable, and they couldn’t tell if you were upset or simply processing the situation. You hummed, realizing that must be why Mingi had been replaced with San.
“I understand if you don’t want to spend the rest of your heat with me, princess. I’m—“ He went silent as you put a finger to your lips. Something was different about you. They knew you were still in the fog of your heat, but the room felt tense—San even shivered.
You sat up on the bed, using San’s arm as leverage before turning your back to him. Now both you and San were facing Mingi, and he felt incredibly small under the weight of your gaze. 
You pointed to the middle of the headboard. “Move there.” Mingi shuffled to the spot you indicated, his back against the headboard as he awaited your next command.
You grabbed the wand in one hand before crawling onto his lap. The air was thick with suspense, so heavy that none of them dared to breathe. Mingi was still painfully hard, precum spilling down the sides tastefully. You swiped some with your thumb, but instead of licking it, you brought it to his lips. “Suck.”
San’s cock twitched behind you, noticing that the roles had shifted between you and Mingi. He couldn’t help but want to laugh, knowing San was usually the one to dominate Mingi, but seeing someone else take control gave him a sense of pride. 
Mingi maintained eye contact with you as he licked the precum off your thumb, tasting your slick on it as well. He sucked the remainder off, finishing with a soft kiss to the webbing of thumb and index. You purred at how compliant he was, those doe eyes of his making it more enticing. Pleased with his work, you gave him a few experimental strokes, watching him writhe under your touch. He had been so close before, but the intensity had died down after being told to leave your heat.
You dribbled spit over his length as you pumped him, spreading it all over. Mingi chewed his bottom lip, feeling shy about letting out a full moan with two pairs of eyes on him now. 
“Do you like it when we watch you like this, Mingi?” You cocked your head to the side, playing coy. A blush crept on Mingi’s cheeks, and he huffed a ‘yes’ before biting down on his lip. “Should I make you cum, baby?”
Mingi shook his head no, “I don’t deserve it.”
You raised your eyebrows. “No?” Mingi nodded again, confirming what he had said. “But what if I want you to?”
Mingi’s chest heaved, getting closer to his orgasm, but he held back. “I shouldn’t, please punish me.”
Your core ached for him—realistically, you did need one of their cocks inside you. You pretended to ponder, stroking him, feeling him twitch in your hold. Just as he was about to cum, you squeezed the base of his cock. He cried out, fists clutching the sheets beneath him—you ruined his high, and he couldn’t even be mad.
“Thank you, princess. Thank you.” Mingi screwed his eyes shut, steadying his breath before opening them again. Now, it was his turn to look submissive and completely fucked out.
San found this entire scene incredibly sexy—watching from the sidelines, he almost wished to be included, and that wasn’t like him. He wasn’t usually the submissive type. His eyes followed you as you rose to your knees, lining Mingi up with your entrance before sinking onto his length.
Mingi threw his head back again, itching to touch your waist, unsure if you’d allow him. You held back your moans, feeling slick spill from your folds as your labia pressed against his balls. Both of you sighed in contentment. You felt full, his cock buried deep inside you—but you had other plans.
“You can cum in me, but you cannot fuck me. No rutting, no bucking—not until I permit you.” You grabbed his face, making sure you had his full attention. “But you can touch me and kiss me,” you added, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips before turning on the wand and placing it on the base of Mingi’s cock.
His hands immediately flew to your waist, mouth forming an ‘O’ shape as he moaned shamelessly. “Kitten, I’m—fuck—I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry for biting you.”
A small smirk formed on your lips. “I’m not mad about you biting my scent gland,” you reassured him gently. “I should’ve told you both know that I actually like it, especially when it’s coming from someone as desirable as you.” Mingi groaned in your ear, his forehead pressed to your shoulder. He felt a wave of relief,  but it’s hard to be focused with the wand vibrating on the third speed against his aching cock. “However, you definitely should’ve waited or asked me. Instead, you let insecurity take over.”
Mingi fought back tears, pulling his head back just enough to meet your gaze. “I’m so sorry. I get possessive when I’m with someone I adore.”
That warmed your heart, almost making you reconsider the punishment. “And I love your possessiveness. I told you I’m yours. But if you still need to gain control of it, then you need to endure this punishment to learn from it.”
Mingi nodded pitifully, a tear slipping down his cheek. You kissed it away, reminding him that everything would be alright. Despite your reassurance, he still couldn’t shake the feeling of guilt. “I will. Oh, princess, please forgive me. I apologize… do whatever you want to me.”
You gave him a soft kiss on the lips. “Mingi, I enjoyed it. I promise you didn’t hurt me, I’m okay. Next time, I’ll allow you to bite me on my scent gland.” You placed a longer kiss on his lips, “And I accept your apology.”
Mingi’s hands roamed over your body, repeating ‘thank you’ over and over as he peppered kisses along your skin. Since he couldn’t fuck you, his hand lightly brushed against your tail. “Can I play with your pretty tail?” he asked, sounding docile.
You nodded, giving him full permission as you crashed your lips onto his. You deepened the kiss, taking the lead this time. Mingi let you do anything to his mouth, gratefully taking it. Your tongue dominated his, swallowing every moan he released. Mingi stroked your tail, threading it between his fingers, making you buck against him and the toy. Both of you moaned in response,  suddenly wanting him to pound into you, but you held your ground. 
You turned the toy up a notch, and Mingi pulled away from you, his gaze dropping to where you were connected. “I need to get one of these,” Mingi sucked in a breath, referring to your wand. 
You chuckled at his statement. “We can share. Use it with each other. Together.” He liked the sound of that. He started twitching inside you again, stroking your tail more sloppily now.
“Kitten, can I cum? Please?” he pleaded, distracting himself by kissing your breasts. Giving him the okay, he came inside of you, his thick, warm ropes filling you to the brim as he let out a wanton groan. “Thank you, princess. My god, thank you a million.” 
You turned the toy off, tossing it on the bed as you pulled his head close to your chest, feeling his cock jump inside of you. You gently stroked the back of his head, calming him as he began to whimper about how tight you are. “I’d like to cum again. Will you help me, Mingi?” You nipped at his earlobe. “You can be rough.”
Oversensitivity pushed him to the brink, but he would never miss the opportunity to fuck you. He planted his feet on the bed, offering you leverage as he held you up by your waist and began pounding up into you. His ferocious pace stripped any dominance you had left, replacing it with pure need. He never stopped, knowing that if he did, overstimulation would settle. Your nails dug into his chest, and sultry moans escaped you, loud enough for the whole house to hear, certain that you had woken Yunho. 
San eyed where Mingi’s cock plunged into you, the mixture of slick and cum coating his shaft with the way he stretched your cunt—he’d absolutely lick it clean, but he’ll save that for a different time. You two seemed to be bonding fairly well. Noticing your free tail, San opted to stroke it, along with himself. You threw your head back, becoming putty all over again as you came all over Mingi. He pulled out of you, watching your squirt all over his cock, taking his length in his hand and slapping it on your bundle of nerves.
“Fuck, you’re so sexy,” Mingi said breathlessly to himself, agog as he pushed back into you. Sitting up, he leaned against San’s lap as he continued to pound into you. “You feel so fucking good, I can’t help myself.” 
His face was nestled in the crook of your neck, licking over the junction of your neck and shoulder as he lavished you with new love bites. You clawed at Mingi’s back, hooking your legs around his waist. From this view, San stared down at you with nothing behind his eyes, noting that he was getting off to both of you.
You didn’t want him to be excluded, with no omission of consideration, you tapped Mingi’s shoulder. “Knees. Flip me over.” Mingi hastily complied, flipping you over to your hands and knees, entering you desperately. As he continued to pound into you, you gave San the same look of want. “Sannie…”
“Yes, baby?” San tucked your hair behind your ear, stroking himself with the other. 
“Please,” you breathlessly gasped. “Fuck my mouth.” The urge to fulfill your opportunity at a threesome washed over you. Technically, you could have a threesome after this wave ends, but you wanted to taste San. 
San happily obliged, kissing your lips before grabbing a fistful of your hair and sitting up on his knees. He brought your lips to his cock, waiting for you to open your mouth for him. Once you did, you shut your eyes, feeling his bulbous tip press heavy against your tongue. San slowly entered your mouth, he only planned to go halfway until you took him deeper in your throat.
“You’re always so eager…” San gave an experimental thrust, seeing that you didn’t gag. He braced himself, holding your chin with his other hand as he fucked your mouth as you asked.
Both hybrids were moaning messes above you, milking them to satisfy your heat and high libido while they unraveled in the process—you’d moan around San’s cock, sending vibrations which made him curse under his breath, Mingi’s cock felt raw and sensitive, but he was determined to make you cum, especially to prove that he meant his apology. His whines were so pathetic that you clenched at every new octave that he hit, making him buck even deeper into you. It didn’t take long for you to cum; with Mingi pounding into you and San deep in your throat, you came all over Mingi’s cock again, pulling yourself off of San’s length to deeply gasp into the sheets beneath you. Your body rattled with aftershocks, soaked pussy pulsing around Mingi.
“Jesus, princess.” Mingi hissed as he climaxed into you again, surprised at how quickly you brought him to the edge. He sat on the heels of his feet, pulling you to sit on him, as he snugly fit deeper inside of you, ensuring your heat was sated. His arms wrapped around your chest to prevent you from falling over, kissing your shoulder and back. “So amazing, so beautiful,” Mingi whispered, worshipping you with sweet nothings into your ear.
San scooted closer to the front of you, his hands resting on your waist as he planted open-mouth kisses on your collarbone and neck. Your wave subsided, and all you could feel were lips and tongues all over your body. Your head rested on Mingi’s shoulder, softly whimpering as you recovered from your aftershocks. 
The three of you stayed like that for a while, the room thick with the intensity of your shared pheromones as you basked in the pure intimacy. You kissed, and kissed, and kissed, losing track of the time as you rid your mind of everything that wasn’t the present moment, awaiting your next wave.
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wooataes · 2 years ago
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90 Days - Hybrid!BTS x Fem!Reader (Part Four)
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Pairing: OT7 X Fem!Reader (Jin focused chapter)
Word Count: 2.1k
Characters: Wolf!Namjoon, Fox!Seokjin, Black Cat!Yoongi, Golden Retriever!Hoseok, Calico Cat!Jimin, Labrador!Taehyung, Bunny!Jungkook
Warnings: nothing, just pure fluff
Summary: All you want is for your new cat hybrid friend, his unwilling older wolf hybrid brother and his other 5 brothers to keep safe and warm during the winter.
A/N: After three years, I’m finally back with an update! I want to think all of you for your patience with getting this out, I’m excited to finally continue this story with you all!
- Taelor 🥰💜✨
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Day Seven
It has been almost a week since you decided to take in your hybrid friend Jimin and his 6 other hybrid pack mates into your care to keep them safe from the harsh winter settling in. The first snow has really set in within the last 2 days, which has resulted in the boys staying close by your side in the living room, snuggled by the fireplace and watching movies.
The boys have taken a liking to you, but none more than Jimin, Yoongi and surprisingly, Namjoon. Since Yoongi has been the one helping tend to you and essentially feeding you while your shoulder heals up, he has grown fond of your constant appreciation and gentle urging of your insistence that he didn’t need to help. Deep down, he knew he’d get a scolding from Jin if you were made to put any pressure or use of your injured arm. And Yoongi didn’t mind, anyway. You were like him in a way; quiet and introverted, but more animated with the people you were comfortable around. After lunch, at your urging, he is spending his afternoon snuggled up on the loveseat with Seokjin, watching a new series they both got hooked on.
Taehyung, Hoseok and Jungkook had taken it upon themselves to spend the day outside in the backyard and play in the fresh snow that had fallen overnight, after Seokjin’s permission of course, and with the promise to bundle up to keep warm. You were settled on the outdoor couch next to Jimin, who cuddled up against your side. Namjoon hummed to himself as he tended to the fire pit, the warmth keeping you all sated while the others played.
“Are you sure you’re not too cold? I can put more on the fire.” Namjoon frowned, looking at you as you laugh at the two pups engaging in a rough snowball fight.
“Joon, it’s fine, really.” You smiled before patting a cushion nearby. “Relax, why don’t you finish reading that novel I gave you out here? The others are having fun, you don’t need to keep an eye on them.”
“Then why are you out here, hm?” Jimin questioned, narrowing his eyes playfully at you.
“I’m out here because I enjoy watching your friends have fun, silly.” You grin, booping Jimin on the nose, giggling as he lets out a small squeak.
“Hey!” Taehyung shoots up from the makeshift wall he had created out of snow. “You’re our friend too, Y/N!” He pouts. Just as you’re about to respond, you burst out laughing as the Labrador gets hit in the face with a snowball by Hoseok.
“Gotcha!!” The golden retriever screams happily, running up to tackle Taehyung into the soft blanket of snow as they wrestle.
“Hyung,” Jungkook calls out, running to Namjoon as he points to the snowman behind him. “Look what I made!”
“That’s very nice, Kook.” The wolf smiles.
You watch as Jungkook’s cheeks turn pink, his ears flopping down to hide his blushing face. He is still very shy around you, but Jimin has promised that he knew you meant well and you would do anything to make them more comfortable. You’re surprised as the bunny takes a step towards you, eyes focused on the floor.
“Um.. Y/N?” He asks quietly, peeking through his ears at your questioning gaze. “You know.. you know how you said if we needed anything, we could ask you?”
“Of course, Jungkook.” You sat up, smiling sweetly at him. “What did you need to get?”
“Well, it isn’t for me.” He mumbled now, fiddling again with the pink scrunchie around his wrist. “It was actually for Jin-hyung.”
“Jin?” You tilt your head as the bunny nods quickly. “Of course. What is it?”
“Well…” he frowns, kicking at the ground. “He used to tell us that his birthday is usually around the start of winter, and I wanted to ask if I could buy a birthday gift for him.”
“It’s his birthday?” You gasp, smiling widely. “You absolutely can. Did you have anything in mind?”
“Umm.. it isn’t much but, he always tells us he loves soft things, like fluffy toys and stuff. Said it reminded him of his den at his old owner's place. I was thinking maybe something like that…”
“Don’t you worry, Bun.” You grin, rising from the couch. “I will get it all sorted okay?”
“You will?” Jungkook’s ears stood up once more, eyes wide. “But, it isn’t too much to ask right? You can say no, don’t feel like you have to-”
“Don’t be silly, Bun.” You smile, gently patting his arm. “I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t want to, okay?” He slowly nods his head as you reach up to ruffle his hair.
For your entire exchange, Jimin and Namjoon both sat side-by-side, watching the both of you talk.
“What do you think she’s going to do?” Namjoon murmurs to the feline, who simply smirks. He’s seen what you have done for regular customers on their birthdays through your shop window whenever he would lurk around for scraps. He can only imagine what’s going on through your head.
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“Excuse me?!” Seokjin gasps, placing his hand on his chest. “I am dismissed for the evening? Don’t you know that YOU are the one who is supposed to be the patient?! What on earth am I meant to do? You’ve told me to do nothing all afternoon and now I’m expected to do it for the evening?!” He stomps his foot as Yoongi clears the plates from the dining room table and places them in the dishwasher, chuckling at his hyung’s dramatics.
“Ah ah ah, I won’t have it, mister!” You sass back, hand on your hip. “You’ve been working to the bone and fussing over me, and therefore I am making you and the rest of the boys settle in for the night in your rooms, I have some private phone calls I need to make!” You poke the fox’s shoulder with a playful smile.
“What happened to no rules?” Yoongi drawled, leaning his body against the counter, making Jin nod aggressively in agreement.
“Yeah!!” He waved his hand in Yoongi’s direction. “Are you going back on your word of no rules, huh?!”
“I’m allowed to have rules if it’s for my guest’s wellbeing.” You huff, jutting out your lower lip into a pout. “It’s only for tonight, and then you can help out around the house to your heart's content, okay?”
After a beat of silence, Seokjin concedes with a heavy sigh. “Fine. You win, but only for tonight. Okay?”
“Perfect.” You grin, patting him on the shoulder before pushing him and the other 6 hybrids to the staircase. “That means you too, Jimin.”
Jimin lets out a loud whine, his ears pressing to his head as he sulks against the handrail of the staircase. “Why me, Y/Nie? Why can’t I sleep down here with you?”
“Because, you’ve been living here for over a week and haven’t even tested out the bed I brought for you in your room.” You laugh, scratching behind his ear. “And I need to do something. Do you trust me?” You ask quietly, smiling gently as Jimin leans his head forward, nuzzling his nose against your cheek with a soft nod. “Good. It’s just for tonight, okay?”
“Mm’kay.” He grumbles, giving your cheek a final nuzzle before taking a waiting Jungkook’s hand, who smiled shyly towards you.
“Goodnight, guys.” You waved as the boys ascended the staircase to their rooms. Once they are out of your sight, you pull your phone out of your pocket and walk into the kitchen.
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When Seokjin is woken up by two literal overgrown puppies jumping on his bed, he lets out a groan as he tries to pull the covers up over his head.
“JJWANNNNN!” Hoseok is barking, shaking the older man’s shoulder excitedly. “You gotta get up and come downstairs!”
“Why?” The Fox whined as he sat up, leaning against the headboard of his bed.
“There’s something downstairs for you, Hyung.” Namjoon is leaning against the door frame, the other 3 hybrids perched up excitedly behind him.
“I shouldn’t have come downstairs so early, but something smelt really good and I was hungry.” Taehyung grinned, pulling Jin by the hand down the stairs. “Look!”
Jin pauses halfway down the staircase as he sees down into the living room and dining area. There are over a dozen balloons scattered on the floor in every colour, a banner lining the fireplace that spells out ‘Happy Birthday!’ in Silver sparkles and a large wrapped up present sitting in the middle of the floor. In the dining area, he gasps as he sees an assortment of cupcakes with blue icing covering the table, and a single white envelope at the head of the table with party hats at each seat.
“What is all this..?” Jin asks quietly, tail swishing anxiously by his side.
“I told Y/N I wanted to get you a present for your birthday, hyung..” Jungkook mumbled shyly, looking around as they reached the bottom of the stairs. “I didn’t think that she’d go through all this though.”
“Y/N did this?” He looks over to the couch where you’re currently sleeping. Your hair has fallen out of its bun, glasses still sitting on the end of your nose and your shirt and even hands covered with small splotches of food dye.
“Y/N?” Jimin gently shakes your good shoulder as you finally come to.
“Jimin? What time is it?” You yawned, sitting up and rubbing at your eyes.
“It’s early.” He smiled, taking your hand and helping you up, Seokjin stepping in front of you.
“Y/N?” He asks, tail now in his hands. “Did you.. did you do this all for me?”
“Happy birthday, Jin!” You beam as the other hybrids watch from the staircase. “Jungkook told me your birthday is around this time, I couldn’t let a celebration go to waste!”
Jin just stares at you, blinking owlishly as his eyes gloss over. His silence invites you to continue, and you happily direct him over to the large box.
“It isn’t much that I could get on such a short notice, but open it!” You bite down on your lip as the others begin to gather around on the couch to watch him kneel down in front of the present. With one last look at you as you offer an encouraging nod, he reaches out and carefully tears the rainbow wrapping paper and opens the box.
Jin gasps as he sees a basket inside full of soft hybrid friendly nesting blankets, fluffy cushions and 7 large plush toys, each of them looking eerily similar to his pack.
“A little bunny told me that you had a den made back at your old home, so I thought I could get you some things that could help you build a nest here, and you can take them with you if you want to go anywhere else- OOF.” You grunt as you feel the Fox hybrid’s large body cover yours, his arm wrapping around your waist as his face buries into your neck.
“Thank you.” He mumbles against your skin, squeezing you closer to him. His tail brushes your leg and his long ears tickle your cheeks, but you just smile and let your arm hug around his shoulders. “Thank you, so so much.”
Seokjin can’t help but smile for the entire day, small giggles leaving his lips at every attempt you and the maknaes make at trying to stop him from working, insisting he is the birthday king for the day. He stays on the couch, wrapped in one of his brand new nesting blankets, eating more than his fair share of cupcakes donned in his polka dot party hat. It’s only when you gather the hybrids around the living room in their birthday gear, passing out more cupcakes and snacks for them to eat with your one good arm, singing happy birthday with Jimin in goofy voices that make the others laugh, is when Seokjin really thinks he could stay here with you forever. He wonders when the others will come around to the same conclusion.
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hamburgerndsprite · 4 months ago
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Sprite's Favourite Fics {Bangtan Fics} Part 8
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Note: (I'll keep updating the lists as I read more fics. Also, all the moodboards are edited by me therefore I request everyone not to repost them as theirs)
[Masterlist]
[OT7]
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{SERIES}
➺ Combined Beings by Numinousher
pairing: mafia/ceo! Bts x chubby! reader (poly!au) genre: office au, mafia au, deep conversations based on beauty standards, body dysmorphia, mental health issues, harassment/bullying, gore/violence parts: 20/20 + Drabbles summary: You are bullied on a constant because korea’s beauty standards do not fit girls on the heavier side. The bullying gets worse once a ceo is attracted to you and he mentions you to the other 6.
➺ Masked Miracles by remedyx [ONGOING]
Pairing: Hybrid! BTS x Reader Chapters: 14 posted Genre: angst, fluff Summary: It wasn't supposed to happen this way. A quick in and out. Infiltrate and bring down a hybrid trafficking ring. Saving lives while we're at it. But things hardly ever go to plan. And being locked in with seven hybrids that meant more to me than victims forced into a life they didn't deserve was definitely not according to the plan.
➺ Heartbeat by minniepetals
— pairing: bts x reader — genre: angst, fluff, hybrid!reader, rich!bts — word count: 9.7k — warnings: mentions of abuse, running away from an abusive household, hybrid cruelty, hurt and comfort — summary: running away from your master is never easy so you deem yourself this will be the last time if you are fatefully brought back to his hold again. so what happens when you stumble upon seven men who says they won’t bring you back? what happens when they promise you their love and care instead?
➺ Hybrid Heart Attack by daydream-hobii
Pairing: BTS x Female!Reader; Human!Seokjin x Human!Reader; Eventual relationship with Snow Leopard!Yoongi, Red Panda!Hoseok, Koala!Namjoon, Calico Cat!Jimin, Husky!Taehyung, Doberman!Jungkook Genre: Poly!AU; Hybrid!AU; Fluff; Angst Chapters: 20/20 Summary: Y/n finds her current fiance during college, his name is Seokjin. They fell in love and dated for three years before he proposed. Now, Seokjin is a lawyer for hybrids, and Y/n, well, she has the perfect stay at home job. When Seokjin invites her to move in, she wasn’t expecting that he has six hybrids. She doesn’t know why a hybrid lawyer wouldn’t have hybrids, she just didn’t think about it…. Y/n is petrified of hybrids, something happened to her when she was little…. Guess she’ll have to adapt… or leave.
[KIM NAMJOON]
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➺ Feel the Rain by happy-meo
Pairing: Namjoon x Reader Genre: Fluff Summary: In the midst of your mundane routine life, you meet a man who changes it all.
[KIM SEOKJIN]
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➺ Pink Panther by gimmesumsuga
Pairing: Hybrid CEO! Jin x Reader Genre: Hybrid Au, Fluff, Smut Wordcount: 13k Synopsis: “Clumsy, maybe.  Messy?  Most definitely.  But stupid?”  A frown replaces the momentary fondness that'd graced his expression.  “Never.”
[MIN YOONGI]
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➺ Cuddle Noodle by redrose10
Pairing: Snake Hybrid Yoongi x Female Reader Warnings: Mentions of abuse, euthanasia, doctors office and sickness, mentions of mating/breeding but no smut, abandonment Word Count: 6,432 Summary: Since no one else wanted him, you agreed to adopt a dangerous noodle of a snake hybrid named Yoongi. And even though you were terrified of snakes, he somehow managed to cuddle himself right into your heart.
➺ Now We Reign by oddinary4bts
☆pairing: Min Yoongi x singer female reader ☆rating: 18+ (minors DNI) ☆genre: work collaborators to lovers, idol!au, smut, angst, fluff ☆word count: 34.9k ☆summary: when working on a collab together makes you and Min Yoongi seek comfort with the other, you discover there’s more to life than loneliness. Only, hurdles mark your path in Min Yoongi’s life, and it’s unclear what the outcome will be. Will you be destroyed by him and his world, or will you learn to reign over it, together with him?
➺ Souvenir by jiminrings
pairing: yoongi x reader wordcount: 3k glimpse: shouldn’t this be the part where you tell him not to stay out too late? alternatively, yoongi thinks you hate him because you don’t coddle him after a fight.
➺ I want her with me by justtextmeoppa
Pairing: Yoongi x Reader Words count: 2,8k+ Genre: Fluff Plot: You and Yoongi are both idols and you’re dating. During a Music Award Show he confesses you’re his girlfriend. 
{SERIES}
➺ BOO-lieve in me by jimlingss
➜ Pairing: Ghost! Yoongi x Ghost! Reader ➜ Parts: 2/2 ➜ Genres: 60% Fluff, 40% Angst, Spirit Marriage!AU ➜ Summary: A Spirit Marriage - in which two deceased people are wedded together. In your life, you wouldn’t have ever imagined yourself married. Much less to mommy’s boy, Min Yoongi.
➺ She's Testosterone by jimlingss
Pairing: Yoongi x Reader Parts: 4/4 Genre: Crack Fic. No lies here. Summary: Drop-dead gorgeous, cute, and sassy - you adore your best friend. But is there more beneath the surface? Who exactly is Min Yoonji?
➺ Silver Spoon by happy-meo
pairing: Yoongi x Reader (ft. Jimin & VIXX's Leo as side characters; some other BTS members show up too in a later part) genre: Office au Romantic Comedy, Fluff parts: 9/9 prompt: "A classic tale of what happens when a cold, uptight farm girl meets a playful, rebellious, easy-going city boy that was born with a silver spoon in his mouth." summary: Having been born and raised in the country side, you have worked hard your entire life to make it to the big city. You eventually achieved your dream and now you have a wonderful paying job for a large company and you continue putting your 110% into everything you do. However, your perfect plan to climb to success through consistent effort and hard work becomes disarrayed with the arrival of your branch's new rebellious and easy-going CEO, who never desired the position in the first place and has never truly worked hard a day in his life. Your job is on the line if he can't be turned into a quality CEO within a year, but he has no intention of changing himself for anyone or letting you boss him around so easily. How will you work your way through this obstacle? Will you succeed in changing him or will he be the one that changes you?
[JUNG HOSEOK]
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➺ Just a Dream by mirahuyooo
Pairing: Jung Hoseok x Reader Word Count: 6,530 Contents: flUff, sWeAriNg, pinch of crACk, best friends to lovers! AU Summary: Dreams usually don’t elicit anything more than a laugh from you, but this one? This one really shakes you.
[PARK JIMIN]
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➺ Accidentally on Purpose by taleasnewastime
Pairing: Barista! Jimin x Reader Word count: 1,123 Genre: Fluff Summary: Jimin keeps giving you the wrong coffee on purpose.
➺ Flights and Fate by happy-meo
pairing: jimin x reader genre: fluff summary: a fluffy one-shot of when the reader met jimin for the first time. [Part of First Meeting Series]
➺ Azure Blue by Jimlingss
Pairing: Fairy! Jimin x Fairy! Reader Word count: 8711 Genre: Fluff, So much damn cuteness (you could die), Adventure, Fairy!Au summary: "Two butterflies, colored white and blue flutter and circle between the two of you, and this time, they never leave."
➺ Lilac Hues by Jimlingss
Pairing: Fairy! Jimin x Fairy! Reader Word count: 2k Genre: Fluff, Fairy!Au summary: “It’s your fault anyways. You’re the one who put a butterfly in my underwear when I was four.”
➺ The Dark Side of the Moon by dovechim
➾ Pairing: werewolf! Jimin x reader ➾ Wordcount: 11.1k ➾ Genre: Smut ➾ Summary: falling in love at first sight is cliche, not until it happens to you on a dark night in a lonely alley. but you’re only human, while Park Jimin is the Alpha of his pack; it could never work out. so you resort to pining for him like a wolf howling at the moon, but when Jimin goes feral, that’s when everything changes. 
➺ Mutual Muses by army-author
➸ pairing: busker jimin x heir reader ➸ wordcount: 2.5k words ➸ genre: fluff, heir au ➸ summary: ❝ After helping a young busker one Christmas, he goes on to earn fame and fortune. But he hasn’t forgotten you, or your kind deed ❞ ➸ prompt: I vowed to do something nice for a stranger this Christmas. Guess today’s your lucky day… 
➺ Serendipity by pasteljeon
Pairing: Jimin/Reader. Warnings: Bit of swearing, non-explicit descriptions of sex. Length: 3.9k. Summary:  Sometimes, you think Park Jimin is better off without you. He thinks otherwise.
➺ Destined With You by Borathae
Pairing: Queen!Reader x Knight!Jimin Genre: Forbidden Love!AU, Fantasy!AU, Childhood Friends to Lovers!AU, Romance, Smut Wordcount: 23.9k Summary: "You and he aren't supposed to fit so well together. You aren't supposed to work and yet somehow destiny seems to tie you to him tighter and tighter. Will you be able to cut the string of fate before the knot gets tight enough to suffocate or will you accept it and allow yourself to entangle with him?"
{SERIES}
➺ Our Little Family by nightbts
pairing: single dad! jimin + teacher! reader  genre: fluff, angst + parent! au  parts: 6/6 + (bonus) summary: you were living a simple life filled with simple dreams; combining your two most loved things in life, children and teaching, you were starting out your career as a teacher at the local pre-school. but little did you know, how one child and her very special father, would change your simple life into something extraordinary
[KIM TAEHYUNG]
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➺ Moonlight by jjungkookislife
ღ pairing: best friend!tae x f. human!reader ღ genre: f2l, wolf!au, smut [18+] ღ wc: 5.8k ღ summary: The full moon means one thing and one thing only to your best friend, Kim Taehyung. It’s the one time a month he turns into a wolf and frolics in the moonlight. However, on his 25th Hallows’ Eve, his wolf is calling out for his mate.
➺ Drive You Fucking Crazy by borathae
Pairing: Vampire!Taehyung x Witch!Reader Genre: established relationship!AU, Magic!AU, Smut Wordcount: 8.1k Summary: "Taehyung shows you a spell which makes your strap function like real cock, then asks you to fuck him with it and he knows exactly how he wants it to happen. He's going to be the one getting pounded, but he'll drive you fucking crazy in process."
➺ Lock Down [M] by untaemedqueen
Pairing: Idol!Taehyung x Reader WordCount: 6.6k Genre: Fluff, Smut Summary: A fluffy and smutty oneshot in which Tae accidentally finds out you like him and then goes out of his way to make your life impossible (brushing up against you, lip bites, etc) until he knows you have no resistance left.
[JEON JUNGKOOK]
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➺ Slipping Through My Fingers by thvhoe
PAIRING: BOXER!Jungkook x Ballerina!Reader SYNOPSIS: Jungkook is frustrated, and you're the only one who can calm him down WARNINGS: Disgusting amounts of fluff, Jungkook tired tk be a badboy, lowkey succeeds, lowkey doesnt, fighting, mentions of blood and bruises, long hair jk, sentimental stuff, Christmas trauma?, oc is super joyful, she makes him talk about his feelings, small argument scene, cringe nicknames, polar opposites, KISSING
➺ Mistaken Very Much by 1uvtae
★pairing: jungkook x reader ★word count: 7.4k words!! ★genre: university romance, fluff, crack, tennis au ★summary/snippet: you don't think staring at his butt cuts straight to the conclusion that you, y/n y/l/n, have a crush on him....but whatever. it's not like you actually have a crush on him...right?
➺ Pink Sapphire by jiminrings
pairing: jungkook x reader wordcount: 11k genre: angst, arranged marriage au, fluff glimpse: having jungkook for a husband is great as far as arranged marriages could go; he's easy to love. your relationship's perhaps become so easy that jungkook doesn't think sometimes — and that's what makes it the easiest for you to hate him. alternatively, you and jungkook married each other for business, but the both of you stay for love.
➺ Letting Off Steam by wnderkoo
pairing: f1 driver! jungkook x sunshine gf genre: pure fluff word count: 1.3k summary: a bad day on track has jungkook storming off and disappearing. where else would one find him but in the comforting arms of his loving girlfriend?
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➺ Ungodly Hour by explicit-tae
Pairing: Jungkook x Reader Genre: Fluff, Smut, Jimin and reader are frenemies Parts: 9/9 + Drabbles Synopsis: That time you - a broke college student - were willing to do just about anything for a hulu account after your brother kicks you off of his - (and Jungkook would do anything to have you)
➺ The Love Prognosis by awrkive
pairing: surgeon!jk x surgeon! (fem)reader ft. corporate lawyer! mingyu genre: medical!au, rommates!au, f2l, fluff, smut, angst word count: 90.9k words (main story, excl. drabbles) summary: for as long as you can remember, you've always been a hopeless romantic. the girl who’s always dreamt of cheesy encounters with her soulmate, grand love declarations, and a cute little beach wedding to boot. but reality pretty much slaps you hard right on the face, because love, unfortunately, doesn’t come grand — it’s simple and it’s quiet, but it is quite painful, especially when the love that you’ve been seeking for all your adult life has just been right under your nose all this time.
➺ You're on Jeon by smoljimjim
>Pairing: FuckboyJK x FuckgirlOC named Siri >Genre: enemies/idiots to lovers, angst, funny shit, fluff, sort of slowburn, happy ending >Parts: 38/38 >Overall story Warnings: OC is bisexual, she’s 3 years older than JK, she sleeps with a lot of girls at the start (no details), JK+OC are both hoes at the start- they're just having fun. Betting and revenge, small slut shaming, OC has family drama: a mean dad, an evil sister and a cheating ex-bf, but she has the best mum! JK is immature but grows to be a loyal golden retriever. >Description: You’ve heard the typical story where the college fuckboy does a bet to get the girl – well what if that girl happens to be a fuckgirl? And what if she’s the one making bets with him?
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milessunflowers · 3 months ago
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OLI'S 100 FOLLOWER EVENT MASTERLIST!
guidelines
t4t omega!oscar x alpha!male!reader
bearnelli x jealous!male!reader
hybrid!bearnelli x hybrid!senna!male!reader
soulmate au!loscar x ftm!reader
wag!franco x footballer!male!reader
max x motogp!male!reader
photographer!lando x gn!model!reader
collegestudent!george x male!collegestudent!reader
ftm!yuki x ftm!reader
lance x male!bookshop owner!reader
bearnelli x oblivious!aron!male!reader
college!musician!liam x college!varsity footballer!male!reader
esteban x male!reader
motogp!jack x f1 driver!shcumacher!gn!reader
ollie x nonfamous!oblivious!gn!reader
hybrid!seb x hybrid!male!reader
hybrid!paul x hybrid!male!reader
franco x closed off!male!reader
ollie x journalist!gn!reader
hybrid!yuki x hybrid!male!reader
ftm!wag!ollie x hockey player!male!reader
hybrid!bearnelli x hybrid!male!reader
oblivious!neongum x oblivious!male!reader
wag!isack + wag!arthur x male!f1 driver!reader
isack x male!reader
poly!yuki/george x male!weight training!reader
esteban x ftm!reader
hybrid!poly!paul/dino x hybrid!male!reader
hybrid!yuki/human!pierre x hybrid!male!reader
angel!george x demon!male!reader
obvious!franco x oblivious!male!reader
soulmate!omega!kimi x soulmate!alpha!male!reader
twitch streamer!lando x f1 driver!gn!reader
poly!yuki/george x depressed!male!reader
werewolf!jack x witch!male!reader
soulmate!ollie x soulmate!male!reader
pixie!lando x human!male!reader
wolf hybrid!jack x calico cat hybrid!male!reader
oscar x norris!male!reader smau
yuki x male!reader
clingy!franco x mechanic!male!reader
actor!paul x male!reader
twitch streamer!lando x twitch streamer!male!reader
soulmate!alex x soulmate!male!reader
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btschooseafic · 3 years ago
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BTS-Hybrid au on Tumblr
organizing! I will try and tag all of the hybrid fics I reblog, but I wanted to specially note the fics I might want to re-read, or ongoing fics I want to keep track of
edited 02/11/2023
*completed*
Fix You by casuallyimagining
hybrid!yoongi x reader
reader takes in a stray cat who turns out to be yoongi. also available on ao3!
sequel, Home by casuallyimagining
hybrid!yoongi x human!reader, hybrid!namjoon x hybrid!hoseok, hybrid!jin x hybrid!jungkook
yoongi continues to heal from his past and develop his relationship with you, when he runs into his old pack. also available on ao3!
Somewhere I Can Breathe by myplaceforstories
hybrid!reader x taehyung, ot7 friendship
you go to the country, hoping it will be easier than living as a stray hybrid in the city.
The Little Fox by purpleyoonn
hybrid!reader x ot7, ot7 x ot7, a/b/o dynamics, trauma recovery, lowkey soulmate au
you run away from the bidding house where you were abused, and are taken in by a pack. also available on ao3!
Escape by amazedforjjk
hybrid!reader x hybrid!bts
you and seven other predator hybrid escape the truck that was taking you to your execution
Calico by mygsii
jimin x reader, jungkook x reader
after an incident, you end up taking in cat hybrid jimin. only problem is, you don’t know how to take care of him.
The Treasure Box by worldofblade
hybrid!jimin x human! reader, lowkey soulmate au, co-workers au
when you see everyone treating your new coworker jimin badly just because he’s a raven hybrid, you decide to befriend him
Mother Nature by alternateafterthought
tiger hybrid! hoseok x lioness hybrid! reader, heat, smut, college au
you ask your friend hoseok to help you out during your heat
Inheritance by jincherie
hybrid!yoongi x reader
your grandmother passes away and leaves everything to you, including her cat hybrid. also available on ao3!
Hybrid Games by moviefreaklover
ot7 x reader
you, a famous game designer, adopt seven hybrids
Choco Bun by nunchiimagines
ot7 x reader, kind of coworkers/office romance au, kind of cafe au
you are a rabbit hybrid who opens up a cafe under BTS Corp. no one expects the seven CEO dragon hybrids to take an interest in you
Outro: Love Is Not Over by kiirokero
hybrid!hoseok x human! reader, single parent au, teacher au
you are the single parent of a golden retriever hybrid, yunho. hoseok is his teacher.
Dance To This by hollyhomburg
ot7 x reader, polyam, first part finished, second part ongoing
you are blind and adopt jin to help assist you.
Sugary Sweet by hollyhomburg
hybrid!reader x hybrid!taehyung x hybrid!yoongi x human!namjoon
namjoon is a writer and moves out into the country cause of anxiety
Shelter of Hope by daydream-hobii
ot7 x reader
you and your husband namjoon run a hybrid shelter
A Place Called Home by agustdakasuga
ot7 x reader
you are a vet who tries your best to save hybrids. this extends to your personal life, and the many hybrids you’ve brought home with you
To Build A Home by euphoricfilter
ot7 x reader, 9 tailed fox reader, smut/implied smut
you and jin need to find an owner or a pack before the government takes you.
The Sanctuary series by writersrealmbts [7 parts completed]
Part 1, Safe with Me, seokjin x reader
Also on ao3!
Pack Trials series by writersrealmbts
werewolf au, hybrid au, choose your own adventure (choose which member), other groups available
also on ao3!
*ongoing*
Enchanted To Meet You by ditttiii
hybrid!ot7 x human!reader, soulmate au, idolverse
BTS has supposedly gone on hiatus. Secretly, they are shapeshifters searching for their soulmate--you. also available on ao3!
Eunoia by wishesunderthestars
hybrid!ot7 x human!reader, ot7 x ot7
you are a world famous director who suddenly keeps running into hybrids in need.
Abundance by angelicyoongie
hybrid!ot7 x human!reader, ot7 x ot7
you adopt three different packs of hybrids... who don’t get along. also available on ao3!
Peculiar Pack by daydreamindollie
hybrid!bts x human!reader
you are a hybrid psychologist who finds a hybrid stealing from your garden one night, and decides to take in him and his pack
Sly like a... by youarejesting
hybrid!ot7 x reader
you take in seven hybrid as part of a government experiment. also available on ao3!
Gossamer by aroseforyoongi
hybrid!taehyung x human!reader, dark themes, smut, human experimentation
you are a scientist. your job is to take care of the new hybrid in your lab.
Wabi-sabi by flurrys-creativity
human!taehyung x hybrid!reader
taehyung adopts a blind hybrid.
Sehnsucht by 20moonchild21
hybrid!bts x human! oc
Hope is a newly appointed lawyer who takes in an injured hybrid she finds on the streets.
Stubborn Hugs by eternal-mikrokosmos
hybrid!namjoon x reader, ot7 x ot7, ot7 x reader, smut, mystery
you bring home a koala and bunny hybrid. unfortunately, you and the koala hybrid have some history together. also available on ao3!
Perihelion by jincherie [hiatus]
hoseok x reader, roommates au, college au
you and hoseok accidentally become roommates. neither of you are very happy about it
90 Days by ttaehyungtrashh [hiatus?]
ot7 x reader
you are a cafe owner who has befriended jimin, who lives on the streets. when winter comes, you ask jimin and his pack if they want to come stay with you. despite his reservations, namjoon says yes.
restitution by cloudteawrites
ot7 x reader
you find out that an uncle you never knew existed was the head of a famous law firm. now that your uncle has passed away, he’s left you everything, including seven hybrids he had only recently adopted. also available on ao3!
Home Calls the Heart by anonnie-in-wonderland
ot7 x reader, grief, magic
both you and the boys are grieving when Taehyung brings you home to his pack.
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