#straight up i think Hunted Lynx is my favorite BT thing

[burning-thistles-bt]

yknow a lot of things change in BTR (obviously) but i am literally SO upset that CricketLynx is just not possible for multiple reasons :(

like my BABIES... the DYNAMIC... Hunted Lynx.... its all gone now

[twistedwonderlandimagines]

Hey guys do you remember Cleverbot? If you don’t know about it, it’s supposed to be an AI program to have conversations with...

I’m gonna let Cleverbot come up with some headcanons about the characters.

And I’m gonna share them here. (Obviously not gonna affect my writing later. This is just a joke.) 

Riddle Rosehearts: He can recite the first nine numbers of pi, his favorite song is “We Are Young,” his favorite band is The Smiths, and he is Jesus. (RIDDLE IS JESUS LMAO) Ace Trappola: He writes poetry, he loves people, he hates it when you change the subject, he hates *squints at computer screen* fishberries (what are fishberries), and apparently he’s a fish. Deuce Spade: He doesn’t know me (no shit CB), he’s a feminist, and he’s going to find me. (CB going straight up yandere I see.) Trey Clover: His favorite color is black, he’s going out dancing tomorrow, he’s rude, and he’s not a ginger. (Very deep stuff.) Cater Diamond: He hates cats (WHY-), he doesn’t mind dogs, he likes computers, and he’s dating someone (WHO CB? Give me the details! ...I asked and apparently it’s some dude named Logan.)

Azul Ashengrotto: He doesn’t feel anything, he’s a fan of BTS, he doesn’t believe in love at first sight (hey, that’s actually a good one), and apparently he’s a sassy bitch. Floyd Leech: He will do anything in exchange for a chocolate bar, his favorite colors are purple and pastel pink, his favorite video game is Majora’s Mask, and... Well, CB started telling me facts about the Christian God, so I guess it thinks Floyd is a god. Jade Leech: He’s a human (duh CB), he’s haunted by the ghosts of his bad decisions (CB what the-), and he hunts deviants (if you have a deviantart account, RUN).

Kalim Al-Asim: He likes vocaloid. He loves music, reading, singing and video games. He also likes turtles and he can play the piano. Jamil Viper: Apparently CB tortured him (LITERALLY I just asked “Can you share information on Jamil Viper?” and CB said, “I tortured him”), he’s learning Spanish, and he lost his driver’s license.

Vil Schoenheit: Apparently he’s Slenderman. That’s all it would tell me. Epel Felmier: He doesn’t want to lose me (*shrug* yeah okay), he got arrested “the moment the song came out” (I asked what song and it said it didn’t know), and he’s in middle school. Rook Hunt: He loves me (yikes) but we can’t be a thing (THANK THE GODS), he will still be my friend, he’s emotional, and he’s fun to talk to.

Idia Shroud: He’s fine (like feeling fine or he’s fine? Idk CB didn’t say), he knows nothing about the illuminati, he has five tattoos, and English is his favorite subject. Ortho Shroud: He knows what food tastes like (...So Ortho can eat despite being a robot?), he thinks I’m kind and beautiful (Aw), and he cheats on exams (*GASP*).

Leona Kingscholar: He doesn’t want kids, he’s literally on fire (NOOOOO), like Azul he doesn’t believe in love at first sight, and his favorite color is green. Ruggie Bucchi: He’s sad, he’s a fan of Misha Collins, and he loves cheese but only with blue raspberry (yeah, that sounds like Ruggie). Jack Howl: He feels isolated, I can have him (thanks CB), and he’s faster than me.

Malleus Draconia: He loves knock knock jokes... And now CB is insisting that I’m Malleus. Guess I’m the Dragon Fairy now. Lilia Vanrouge: He likes Shiva the destroyer god from Hindu mythology, his favorite animal is a lynx, and he had a cat named Lunch that died. (LILIA HOLY HELL- I couldn’t have written a better headcanon about Lilia myself!) Silver: He’s a loner, he’s in love with chocolate (same), and he likes mac and cheese. Sebek Zigvolt: He went to the store and bought tools... And now CB just keeps trying to flirt with me. Lovely.

[kpop-forwhaat]

warm - hybrid! BTS au part 1

genre: hybrid! BTS, BTS AU, fluff, poly, (eventual) smut

Pairing: hybrid! BTS x hybrid! reader, poly

Warnings: angst, fluff, mentions of abuse, mentions of smut

Summary: you stumbled into the backyard of an entire house of humans and hybrids, what could go wrong?

Author’s Note: So this is literally the first hybrid fic I’ve ever written, so I’m sorry if the editing is bad!

part one part 2 part three part four part five

It had been a couple days since you had seen any roads. The only thing on your mind right now was finding food, and hopefully soon. You had managed to catch a couple of squirrels, but there’s only so much meat on one squirrel that can satisfy your malnourished hybrid body. 

You ran from your last owner, he wanted nothing more than to show you off as a prize. One of the only lynx hybrids left, you were definitely a prize sought after. You don’t remember how many times you were forgotten, just shoved back into the damp basement after each house party. The only person who would remember to feed you was the other hybrid living there, Jennie. But she was the prized favorite of your master, she was his mistress. She didn’t mind, she had the hybrid bond with him. She loved him; and he used her. You couldn’t get it through her head that all she was is something he could use. She would just smile and say, “I promise he loves me.” 

Then one day, she comes to the basement door. She says that the master has left, and he won’t be back for a few days, he’ll be gone on business. The babysitter will be over in the next 10 minutes. You looked at her in question, your eyes no longer having the spark they once had. But then you realized, she’s letting you go. 

You didn’t think twice to ask her to come along, but she refused. She was going to tell him that the baby sitter left the door open, and you ran. It was a smart plan, as you didn’t want her to get hurt. So you thanked her, and you told her you’d never forget her. And you ran.

That was nearly 3 weeks ago.

You were hardly fed as it is while in your master’s house, but now, finding anything was hard to find. Eating acorns and berries weren’t the best, but they held you over. But then the bushes ran dry and the acorns were buried. 

You’ve been walking with no specific direction, just trying to hunt for anything that moves. You had seen a deer a week ago, but your body couldn’t keep up for the chase. 

Suddenly, you spot it. A tiny rabbit, nibbling on some grass. Your mouth waters at the sight; food. 

You sneakily crouch down, eyeing the prey with new energy. Rabbits aren’t as fast as deer, you should be able to catch this one. 

You get into stance, wiggle your butt a little bit in preparation for the pounce. Your eyes are dead set on the little fluff grazing innocently on the path. It turns to get to a new patch of fresh grass, leaving its back defenseless. Now’s your chance. 

You leap. And miss. 

The rabbit scurries away with panic clear in it’s eyes. But this little guy isn’t getting away. No, you haven’t eaten in days, you will get this kill. You follow it closely, every now and then waiting for it to stop and then pounce (every time successful as the first). You don’t even notice that you’ve in view of a backyard until you see a shed that the rabbit dashes into because of your latest attempt at a pounce. 

You notice the mansion when you hear the sliding door open, and you dash behind the shed. You lay your body low on the ground and peer around the corner, hoping to not be seen. 

You see two humans, bundled up in soft scarves and thick hats to fight off the cold autumn day. Now that you think of it, the first snow will be upon us soon. 

Lost in your thoughts, you don’t smell the hybrid until you hear the growling. 

You turn around to see a wolf hybrid standing there, looking absolutely menacing. You wouldn’t be scared normally, you are a more ferocious predator than this wolf, but you both know that you can’t fight off an attack right now; your body won’t allow it. 

He has on boots, jeans, a simple sweater, a red scarf, and glasses on. His tail is stick straight in anticipation and grey fluffy ears are taunt and alert. “Who are you and what are you doing on our property?”

You whimper at the tone, he is not happy that you are here. 

“Namjoon, what is it?” You’re shaking so bad from fear, you don’t smell the other humans arriving. 

“She’s a hybrid!”

“No shit. But look at her, she’s terrified.” 

“Thank you. I didn’t notice that Yoongi.” 

You sneak a peek through your lashes at the bodies standing in front of you. You see a tall man with dark ebony hair and wide shoulders kneeling in front of you. The cap on top of his head looks like it’s about to slide off, and you have to stop yourself from fixing it. Why do you want to fix it? He’s human, he’s going to hurt you.

You can’t stop the hiss from escaping when you see how close he is. His eyes go wide and he stumbles back, and the Namjoon wolf catches him. 

“She’s a cat, lemme try.” 

The other man kneels down, trying to make sense of this hybrid curled in a ball trying to look mean, but just failing miserably. 

“Hi, my name is Yoongi. I’m a black panther hybrid. Can you tell us your name?” His eyes show warmth, and he has a small smile on his face. You feel you can trust him, you know hybrids. He’s a cat, he’s one of you. 

You’re still tense, but you decide that he’s okay so you uncurl a little bit, and your tail starts to sway slowly. “Y/N.”

Yoongi nods, holding out his hand. “Do you want to come inside, it’s really cold out here.” 

You look at the hand, and then back at the human standing next to Namjoon. “Will he be there?” 

Yoongi looks a little shocked, but the human steps forward immediately. His arms are out to show that he means no harm, “I will but I will be on the other side of the house. Myself and Hoesok will be in another room away, okay?” 

Namjoon still looks hesitant, but nods none the less. “I can make sure they stay there, so you can eat.”

You nod, finally accepting the waiting hand in front of your face. 

When you fully stand to your height, you notice how much shorter you are compared to these giants. It makes you want to shrink back, but you know that’s not who you are. Not what your parents taught you.

Namjoon leads Jin away, briskly walking away from you and Yoongi. He looks at you and sees your appearance. 

She looks like she hasn’t eaten in days, nor has she showered in months. He knows that she must be a stray, and she must be weak. Those lame attempts at pouncing alerted him to the fact that you are in your last few weeks.

He leads you up to the house wordlessly, and opens the sliding door that the other two people just entered through. You can feel the heat leaving the house, and you want to whimper. You haven’t felt warmth in so long, you can’t even remember. 

You look at his eyes and see he’s patiently waiting, knowing that you’re hesitant. You lean forward a bit to scent the house; 2 humans and 5 hybrids. You look back to Yoongi, and he offers his hand to you again. You don’t think before you put your freezing palm onto his soft skin, and he pulls you into the warmth of the house.

The sliding door soft shuts behind you as you take in the house. It’s nicely decorated with clean wooden floors, the living room off to the side and you’re standing in the kitchen; which is huge and amazing. You’ve never really seen the kitchen before, but you knew it housed huge amounts of food that you could never get to. You were fed the normal hybrid pellets, they weren’t filling nor very nutritious as food would be, but it was cheaper than to feed another mouth with steak and potatoes every night. 

Yoongi leads you to a stool seated at the counter, and lifts you up to seat you. His hands around your waist makes you blush, you’ve never been touched like that before. It was kind of, nice.

If he saw your pink cheeks, he didn’t comment on them. Instead he went straight to the straight to the stove and pulled out a pot. He poured chicken broth into the pot and started to heat it up, as well as adding in some pieces of cooked chicken and noodles. He got a glass of water for you, and set it in front of you. 

You looked at the glass and then back at him. His eyebrows raised in question, “aren’t you thirsty?”

You bow your head, “you have to give me permission.”

Yoongi doesn’t know what to say, he’s never encountered a situation like this before. He sees how pale and skinny you are, how you have a few faint scares on your arms. He sees your ripped and dirty clothes, and he feels his face heat up in anger. “Listen to me Y/N, we are not your masters. We are all equals, you can do whatever you want in this house. You can eat and drink whenever you want, you never have to ask for permission,” his hand gently grazes your chin to lift it up, “you are not an animal, you’re a hybrid. You have rights.” 

His words brought about about a change in you. You don’t know exactly what it was, but something is happening in you. You can feel it. 

Yoongi’s breath caught in his through when he saw you smile at him. When you lifted the glass to your lips, he had to turn away and go back to the broth. The way you licked your lips before drinking the water had a heat treading through his body, going straight towards his dick. What was he thinking? How can he feel this way towards a girl that he just met? She needs help, and not that kind of help.

You finish the glass of water quickly, and take a deep breath. You smell the hybrid behind the door leading out of the kitchen, and you stiffen. He’s just standing there, and you can hear him pacing back and forth. A low warning whine leaves your through, causing the form to stop. Yoongi looks back at you and sees your ears back in warning and your tail lightly brushing back and forth behind you. You’re warning someone, but who?

He gets his answer when 3 other hybrids fall simultaneously into the kitchen from behind the swinging door. He sighs, looking at them. 

He looks at Taehyung, the German shepherd hybrid. He’s on top of Jimin, the calico cat hybrid, who is then on top of Jungkook, the bunny hybrid. 

You look at them with your head cocked, your ears forward in curiosity. You’re not as cautious of them, as they all look absolutely ridiculous in the entrance to the kitchen. 

“Yah! Why did you push?”

“I was trying to scent her! I wanted to know what hybrid she is!”

“You’re squishing my ears!” 

The three goofs then stand and try to straighten out their clothes. When they all finally get a look at you, they all unknowingly think together, she’s tiny. 

“Guys, don’t scare her. She’s still a little skittish about you guys, about me too.” Yoongi lazily says, but he shares a small wink with you, making your cheeks heat up again. You put your head down so your long hair goes in front of your face, giving them all a good view of your ears. 

“They’re so fluffy, can I pet them?” The calico cat hesitantly steps forward when you don’t immediately answer him. You cock your head again to the other side, debating on whether or not to let him touch you. He is a cat after all, and the pets that Jennie had given you after lights out were always nice and calming. 

He continues his way towards you, with all eyes are you two. When he reaches you, he looks in your eyes to silently ask one more time. When you blink, he knows that you won’t bite his hand off, but you’re still wary. He takes that as a sign to go slow, and when his hand grazes your ear, it flicks. 

Jimin closes his eyes and leans forward to finally place his hand behind your ear and begins to scratch. He sees your eyes close, and you try to hold back from leaning into his touch. You were about to start purring when a bowl of the soup is set in front of you, and Jimin’s hand leaves your head. 

“You should eat, and then we can get you into the bath.” You nod at Yoongi in thanks, your eyes already showing sparks of life. Yoongi has to tear his eyes away from your beautiful Y/E/C and looks at his donsaengs. “Let’s let her eat in peace guys.” Every nods to leave, but then your small voice makes them halt in their steps. 

“Wait! Can you stay with me?” Your eyes don’t leave Yoongi’s, and you also shift to Jimin asking him to stay. You feel at ease with these two cats, and if you were to be left alone in this big kitchen by yourself, you don’t know what you would do. 

They nod and pull up stools next to you while the other two sulk out of the kitchen. It’s not that you don’t like them, it’s that you don’t know them. You don’t know what kind of hybrids they were. Jennie was also a cat hybrid, a mountain lion. She was also a rare breed, but she was the first hybrid their master had gotten when he was a little boy. 

Yoongi’s warm brown eyes bore into you as you take the first sip of the soup. It explodes over your taste buds, and you perk in delight. You’ve never tasted something so delicious. You briefly feel a small hand going back over your ears and you lean into it. You’ve never felt so warm before.