#hybrid

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Hybrid

[bulldogblues]

The more cynical part of me thinks this is part of the 'return to office' pushback.

When you factor in an hour of commuting (US/UK average - some of course commute much longer!), extra time getting ready in the morning, the mental toll of sitting in traffic, not being able to do basic chores like laundry etc. in work breaks, in office work vs WFH takes away hours from an employee every single day, for often questionable benefit.

Did you notice that they're making it impossible to do anything other than go to work?

[stardustandmoons]

kitty!gojo gets possessive!

3rd part of a series

wordcount: 744

With time you got to know your kitty. He loved treats over anything else, liked fancy things and playing with toys when you weren't looking and was a bit full of himself, but you thought he had the right to. He was so cute!

You also discovered he was a bit possessive when you came home one day from a friend's house. He sniffed you and immediately huffed and went away, having smelt your friend's puppy hybrid's scent on you. He didn't come near you for the rest of the day, no matter how many times you called out for him.

Even after you showered just before going to sleep and you had washed away the scent, he refused to let you kiss him goodnight.

This had become a habit for the two of you, and even if he tried to act nonchalant about it, you noticed he got a bit restless if you did your usual night routine without any sign of approaching him. And when you kissed his cheek you swear he even purred!

So it seemed he was holding a grudge. You were a bit annoyed with him. Why was he so jealous? You were the owner, you could do anything you want! And you even scrubbed hard at your skin in the shower to make sure you didn't smell like that cute puppy anymore…

Deciding that Satoru was too sensitive and that he would be over it by the morning, you went to sleep.

The next day Satoru slowly walked to you while you were making coffee and he rubbed his head on your back apologetically. You smiled, you were right and he had come to his senses. You turned and scratched the base of his ears the way he likes it.

He hugged you tightly and laid his head on the side of your chest. "Missed you"

"Yeah? Well, it was your own fault"

He huffed and squeezed you a bit.

A week later you arranged a playdate at your home with the puppy, because you thought it would be good for Satoru to meet him and interact with another hybrid. Unfortunately, your friend bailed on you last minute, telling you something had come up, but offered to drop him off for the afternoon, to which you agreed.

Your friend left the puppy at your house in a hurry and you introduced the hybrids. "Satoru, this is Yuta. Yuta, this is Satoru"

Satoru looked at the puppy wearily, studying him with narrowed eyes. On the flip side, Yuta's tail was wagging happily and he was smiling. He got closer to Satoru and, before he could do anything, you warned him. "Satoru, be nice".

He then let the puppy sniff him with a resigned look on his face and looked at you like he wanted to say "You happy now?".

A while later, as you were coming to the living room from the toilet, Yuta got in your way. He smelled you and you were a bit weirded out, why was he suddenly doing this?

That was until he got on his knees, pressed his face into your crotch and sniffed hard. You jumped, letting out a shocked squeal, as Satoru got in front of you and hissed agressively at Yuta. You quickly composed yourself and reprimanded your pet. After all, you had wanted them to get along, not fight.

You slapped his butt while you told him he shouldn't act like that and he gave you an irritated look, but didn't say anything. You explained to Yuta that it wasn't okay for him to sniff there and he apologized profusely, the poor puppy was so scared. You told him it was fine and the rest of the afternoon went on with him innocently bothering Satoru while he acted aloof.

You felt bad because, after giving it a thought, you realized that Yuta had smelled that you had just got your period and was curious of the smell. Maybe your friend hadn't taught him proper manners, it wasn't his fault!

When you closed the door after saying goodbye to Yuta and your friend, Satoru let out a sigh. "Finally"

You looked at him harshly and he acted like he hadn't said anything. You gave him a talk about being friendly and being nice while he looked uninterested.

You were annoyed with him, but you forgave him the moment he got on your lap a while later. He was too cute!

[turkitty5]

puppydog attack !!!

[dayxero]

I might love this character a bit too much 😅

Damnit Mel! What have you done to me!? 😤

im planning a small piece for the bunny suit thing going around the cotl fandom but have a Bell, my narilamb shitten, doodle with it in the mean time. she's more embarrassed that its a submissive outfit and she goes for more of a dom(minatrix?) vibe to keep the cult and enemies in line

[bunnis-monsters]

This just a simple question but do you have any monsters or hybrids that you dislike or have trouble writing for? /gen /lh

Hmm… probably most bird hybrids since I don’t know much about birds. And insects.

Least favorite are probably raccoons and bears probably. Not because I dislike those animals, but I wouldn’t like traits they have in a partner. I wouldn’t refuse to write for them or anything, but imo they’re both a little boring I guess?

[millymoonstar]

Buttery boi

Not sure how much this looks like a child, but eh. He's meant to so that's all that matters.

There's so much yapping about my design process on him on Toyhouse it's not even funny. I really like designing these cbc's they're such comfort characters! <3 /p

[stoutguts]

My own personal Hybrid AU??? (Also, Omegaverse). Chock full of my own personal headcanons and ideas. Unorganized/kind of rambling, really just trying to put all my thoughts to paper.

PART 3

(wish I could include everything I wrote in one post, but I yapped too much—)

Ghost is quite aggressive and brooding, the recruits fear it, find it scary or unapproachable. The deadliest and most dangerous man in the entire SAS,—no doubt. Downright cynical and impulsive, at worst. This inherent hostility and him always being on guard, this suspiciousness and unease around strangers, was not only born from his traumatic past and childhood,—but inherited from the inner mechanisms of his father’s wild nature,—he’s part wolf after all. Despite that though, the Great Pyrenees in them is just as strong,—(something of their mother’s gentle spirit lives on in them),—affectionate. A total softie, and open-minded. Amicable even, at best. Caring,—to those it trusts with all the broken and mangled pieces of its heart that is. His temperament is truly something special. Truly the definition of hot and cold. 50% wolf, 50% Great Pyrenees, an even 50/50 split between their genes,—according to a DNA test. Unforeseeable, that’s why they’re called “Ghost” (apart from their ghost-like appearance). The 1-4-1 likens it’s personality to that of a cat more than a dog. Although, he excels at just about anything and everything. It can go loud and cause a real ruckus of gunfire and bloodshed, or it can be as quiet as a mouse and strike its unsuspecting prey like a snake. Whether it’s a more “laidback” kind of mission, or he’s fighting for his life, it doesn’t matter,—his sheer adaptability and resolve for survival is enough to bring him out the other side somehow. Its specialities are simultaneously stealth missions and guerrilla warfare. Also, fantastic with knives and is a phenomenal sniper (having unusually good/superb eyesight, which makes for almost perfect aim). Probably the most efficient at getting the job done in the entirety of the 1-4-1,—a damn machine. A grim reaper of sorts. Though somehow he isn’t entirely monstrous. Unfortunately though, their feral side likes to come out more often than not, especially in one particular form.—They become just about unbearable to be around when they get their period, or when their heat comes (as they refuse to take suppressants because it “makes them feel weird”, and that it fucks with their already fucked up hormones). Snapping at every little thing and at everyone,—it becomes essentially impossible to work with it. Not to mention, his mood and temper sometimes gets to be so bad,—that it tends to affect how he performs at his job. If it weren’t (or if it isn’t) for Johnny taking care of them and helping to soothe their nerves, or fucking them colorblind and breeding them until they can’t walk,—they’d probably end up discharged for such insubordination. Leave is practically always mandatory. The worst part is that since Simon sustained an injury to his mating gland, his heat cycles are unpredictable and often random. It’s periods are also a bitch and a half. Though still both are nothing that Johnny can’t handle. Also on the bright side, periods for them are very rare and infrequent, as they regularly take testosterone. Like Soap, Ghost has some extra, pent up energy from time to time, due to the livestock guardian dog in him. Though it’s much more manageable, and not nearly as bad. They’ll sometimes join Johnny in his little escapades around base, racing him in their doggy form. It’ll always gladly join him in working out, and to help to herd their cattle that they’ve got back home. Incredibly protective and loyal as well, as all dogs with herding blood in them are. It also has a very strong hunting instinct, and prefers to catch and eat it’s prey rather than waiting in line at the butcher. They’ll go after and stalk deer or rabbits hiding out in the woodland surrounding their farm. It also has accidentally killed or injured some of it and Soap’s livestock in the past, as it loses control of it’s instincts from time to time. If there is one thing Johnny doesn’t like about his partner, it’s that. He’s always pissed naturally when this happens, because he’s a tried a true herding dog.

Whenever an incident like this happens, he feels like he’s failed at his job, which is to protect their cattle. Simon feeling extremely guilty, and more than happy to repent (in perhaps a kinky way). Despite being an omega, he definitely rivals Soap in terms of strength, and in terms of size,—he’s built like a damn truck. His canine form is huge (bigger than Johnny, though not as big as Yuri), but compact, noticeably bigger the typical size of his species. Pure muscle permeates their entire body, rippling through their fur and bulging from their skin, (perks of having wolf genes, unlike the cons). It’s undoubtedly the most terrifying and intimidating member of the 1-4-1. His bark and growling is also akin to something of a hell hound. A growl so low and deep, you can practically feel the vibrations, and the menacing energy coming off of it. And a bark that is almost deafening, with nothing but pure unbridled resentment and fury in it.

Yuri doesn’t really cause (at least too many) problems. He’s mostly unassuming. Apart from the occasional butting heads with everyone, but especially Soap,—nothing too bad. (Spats are mostly brought on because of his own arrogance and narcissistic tendencies. Though he’s got a particular sore spot for insubordination of any kind, or arguing against orders too, a real stuck up when it comes to the rules and how to do things. Similar to Price in that vein, but even worse. Bossy, even when it’s not his place to be. A hypocrite, because he’s unintentionally insubordinate himself, (at least from time to time). Stubborn as hell too, (sometimes even worse than Johnny). Though he’s a damn good soldier, and steps up to the plate when you need him. Very fast and mobile,—at least, out speeding Simon and Soap. He’s also got the best sniffer in the 1-4-1, which can prove to be incredibly useful in certain instances. (He’s a good man in all honesty, even though he has his shortcomings, (though who doesn’t). He’s got a good heart and moral compass. Values his friends greatly. Good character and can be fun to be around, but equally can bore you to death, and tends to keep to himself. He likes to keep things professional most of the time. Truly a no nonsense type of guy. His dark humor doesn’t go over too well sometimes, but he’s able to crack some more wholesome jokes too. One little quirk of his though is that he’s much more open and welcoming, when he’s under the influence and/or drunk. Most of what the 1-4-1 knows about Yuri, and how they’ve gotten closer to him, is by getting him wasted or as high as a kite. (His negative traits are half to do with his breed as well). But really, the only real problem is,—he’s fucking huge. And he doesn’t know he is either. He ends up unintentionally hurting or injuring other people due to the lack of awareness of his size. It’s in his genes to be massive, more so taking after the/having Great Dane in him and all. He’s only about 5’10 or 11 and weighs around 175 pounds in “human” form, but grows to be around 5’2 at shoulder, 6’4 on two legs, and weighs a staggering 275 pounds when in doggy form. Easily 2 maybe even 3x bigger than the typical size of his breed, and especially a normal dog. He’s even bigger than Johnny and Ghost (in canine form at least), which is nothing to sneeze at, considering he’s only a beta. This wouldn’t be a problem, if it weren’t for the fact he has trouble controlling his shifting. This causes a wide variety issues, but mostly ends up getting them comprised on stealth missions, or when they're trying not to alert the enemy. That, and when Yuri shifts sometimes he can't shift back out of his doggy form, and is occasionally stuck like that for the rest of a mission. It's not that Yuri can't pull his own weight and take out enemy soldiers like that, because he most certainly can, and does it with extreme ease. But, he becomes useless in certain situations, because he's unable to return fire or use a gun. Nor can he just charge out with reckless abandon when there's bullets coming from every direction—He lacks armor or any real protection in his canine form after all. It’s just idiotic to put yourself in danger, and potentially get yourself killed like that. Though despite everything, needless to say, Yuri is one of the 1-4-1’s biggest assets. The team wouldn’t be complete without him, even though he can be a real headache and a mountain of paperwork sometimes. Despite his impressive stature, his cold and calculating demeanor, his formidability,—he’s not all too scary. Despite being such a large dog, he’s higher pitched. His bark is ear-piercing, while his growl is about as intimidating as a Chihuahua’s. The 1-4-1 make fun of him for it all the time, much to his chagrin.

TBC—

[salartmander]

Mother Salkha 🪲 -- Commission for the best Hellsingkitten from FA!

[alex-awoos]

And here's the new boy!! His name is Forrest and he is a possum/sabertooth hybrid. Got in a trade with UnknownDoodles402 on toyhouse. Left drawing is by me! :D

[roksim]

Art Event #11: The Same Moon!!!!

Hey folks! I have concluded another Art Event, in which me and everyone who wanted it have together looked at the Moon and compared our pictures, proving that our gazes connected directly!! We're all SO real together, folks!!!!!

[inaris-pokemon-world]

🎃 :3

Aw, what a shy little one! This Tangela/Clefairy/Ralts hybrid is just for you!

[wof-headshots-daily]

Day 147- Firefly

[t00thpasteface]

here's something stupid: the catcatfish

some quick facts:

they're nocturnal and tend to roam around while awake.

they have keen senses of smell and hearing, but terrible eyesight. despite this, they also have a tapetum lucidum, making their pupils "glow" in the dark.

their fur is short, dense, and oily to waterproof them.

they prefer a diet of mostly meat and are attracted to strong-smelling food like fish, cheese, and anything fermented.

the elongated dewclaw on each front paw is sharp, flexible, and nonretractable. it injects a venom that causes respiratory failure and cardiac arrest in prey and, in extreme doses, humans. veterenarians typically remove the dewclaw venom glands during the neuter/spay procedure.

they grow to an average of 1m and 23kg (3ft and 50lb) but can reach up to double that length and triple the weight!

[stardustandmoons]

kitty!gojo is very clingy!

2nd part of a series

wordcount: 671

Three weeks later he was all settled in. Satoru became quite clingy, he liked to sniff your neck while you cooked, and when you sat on the sofa watching tv he laid his head on your lap.

You were in that position now, stroking his oh so soft white hair and gently scratching behind his ears. He liked it so much he was purring, and the sound filled your heart and made you so happy. You had come a long way and had the perfect pet you always wanted. Clingy pets were the best! You were so glad he had come to trust you.

Suddenly he lifted his head and moved to sit on your lap.

"W-what-"

"Mm, closer" He mumbled as he hid his face in your neck and breathed in your scent. "Smells so good"

He seemed to be a bit sleepy and you decided to just let him be. You tried to relax, even though he was heavy, and used the opportunity to stroke his back as well as his head. You spent the rest of the afternoon like that, watching a show with your kitty in your lap.

It quickly became a habit for Satoru, saying he wanted to be as close to you as he could. You worried he might have separation anxiety, but he wasn't on top of you all the time and he still slept on his bed and not yours, so you let him have his way without giving it more thought.

You did notice another change though, which was that when you were in the kitchen cooking, instead of just sniffing you like before, he hugged you from behind, hid his face in the crook of your neck and pressed himself completely against you.

Even more, sometimes he didn't just keep his hands still, but stroked your sides and front. You atributed this to him mimicking the way you normally stroke his back, but his hands gave slow touches to all your front and sides, including your waist, hips and chest.

This made you a blushing mess and gave you goosebumps, but you didn't think of reprimanding him, because he was touching you innocently, trying to make you feel as good as your caresses made him feel. So he kept doing it from time to time, alternating with just holding you in your arms.

One day though, you were sitting in your sofa talking to a friend you had invited over with Satoru's head on your lap, when you felt him move closer to you. You quickly whispered to him not to get on your lap. He looked at you confused and frustrated, but you turned to your friend and kept talking to her so she wouldn't notice anything. He left the sofa and went to his bed, offended. Damn, you really had spoiled him!

Your friend commented on his sudden change of mood, since just a bit earlier he seemed to be very calm and wanting pets. She had asked you if she could stroke his hair and you had said yes.

Satoru had lifted his head and let her touch him while looking very intensely into your eyes. You didn't understand it and felt an uneasy feeling, but the moment quickly ended as your friend retreated and talked about how cute Satoru was.

When your friend left, you went over to him and explained he couldn't get on top of you when you had guests. You told him it was because it made keeping the conversation going difficult, and kept quiet about how it was probably inappropiate.

You used the moment to also tell him not to hug you in front of people, thanking god that he didn't do that in front of your friend. How could you have explained that your catboy was touching your boobs like it was normal…?

You felt embarrassed realizing some things you did with Satoru weren't appropiate, but you justified them to yourself by thinking that, since his intentions were pure, it wasn't wrong.

3rd part