#the hyrbid

[spitgobbler]

BunnyOwner!Leon <3

just a bunch of blurbs and thoughts I’ve had about Leon owning a bunny hybrid hehe also my first work on here :)

pairing: fem reader x leon kennedy

tags: bunny hybrid, heat, oral sex, p in v, praise, mention of belly bulge, creampie, breeding

Owner!Leon who’s seen so much shit and decides to go down to the centre and adopt a hybrid companion so he isn’t as lonely. looking at all the cute hybrids from puppies to cats but then he stops at one particular kennel.

Owner!Leon who can’t stop looking at your long floppy bunny ears that he’s already wanting to touch with his warm calloused hands, and your pretty little cotton tail that twitches once you notice him.

Owner!Leon who approaches carefully, being mindful of your bunny nature as he gets to know you a bit more. as soon as you permit him to pet your fluffy ears he thinks to himself how petting and playing with them would be a perfect way to wind down after a long day of work.

Owner!Leon who signs the adoption papers after getting to know your sweet and gentle nature over the course of the week, it’s just what he needed in his cold and dark line of work.

and he enjoys coming home to a no longer empty house, you laying across his lap while he pets your floppy ears and unwinds with you. feeding you strawberries as a snack before a proper dinner while he listens to you chat about your day and what you did while he was gone.

Owner!Leon who glances at your lips and the way you lick the sweet red juice from the strawberries off of them, he feels the urge to kiss them. but he doesn’t. he’s your owner and he shouldn’t do that sort of thing with his precious lil bunny girl.

Owner!Leon who feel conflicted when he comes home one day and his bunny is in heat, humping her pillow desperately as she whimpers for desperate release. his cock stirring in his trousers as he tries to remember what the centre advised him to do when this happens but it’s hard to think with the way his eyes watch your fluffy bun ears flop with each hump of your hips. he just wants to tug them, just a little.

“bun, are you okay?” leon asks, sliding his boots off and moving to your side. “you look- let me call the centre and ask them how to help.”

you whine for him, “o-owner, no. my heat, need you.”

Owner!Leon who swallows thickly at the way your needy voice expresses your desire for him while you rub your messy cunt against your pillow. his dick hardening in his trousers as he wants to help but a part of him is hesitant. you were his slice of paradise, would doing this change things?

“baby, i think the center gave you some toys for your heat, let me go find them.” he murmurs before caressing your floppy ears. “i shouldn’t.”

“no! need owner to breed me,” you plead, eyes glazed over with need.

Owner!Leon who groans at your words, your pretty voice and words tying a knot of arousal in his abdomen. he can’t help but pick you up in his strong arms and laying you down onto his bed.

Owner!Leon who spreads your smooth thighs out for him, his tongue lapping at your weeping cunt and teasing your folds with a hum. your pretty pussy so sweet for him that he palms himself for even a sliver of relief.

Owner!Leon who lets you take what you want, what you need. letting you grip his locks and grind against his face, his nose nudging against your clit, making you sing so lewdly for him.

“that’s it, pretty girl.” he murmurs, his tongue guiding you through your orgasm while he holds your hips down. “so good for me, bunny.”

“m’coming! o-oh!” you moan and try bucking against his face as your eyes roll, gushing all over your generous owner’s face as he drinks it up with a low moan of his own. “thank you, thank you owner,”

he presses kisses to your folds before pulling away and caging your form underneath his, capturing your lips that he’s been dying for in a hot, heavy kiss. you moan as you taste yourself on him, gripping his strong shoulders as you soak in all the love and pleasure your owner is giving you.

Owner!Leon who listens to your pleas for more, teasing your messy slit with the tip of his fat cock before sliding in with a heavy groan from the squeeze. his brows furrowing from the pleasurable fit before thrusting his hips into you slowly before picking up to a toe curling pace.

“feels good owner,” you mewl out, writhing underneath him. “so deep, s’good.”

he caressed your face with one of his hands as he pumped into you over and over. “uh huh, anything for my pretty bunny, mm, fuck.”

Owner!Leon who flips you over and fucks you so good into the mattress. his hands tugging your floppy bunny ears as he thrusts harder and deeper into your needy little cunt from behind, making you clench the sheets and moan. groaning at the tight grip of your sloppy bunny pussy, his hands occasionally moving from your ears to your round lil cotton tail and teasing the base.

Owner!Leon who might as well also be a bunny hybrid with the way he spills his milky cum so many times into you till it’s giving you the cutest little bulge in your tummy. breeding you over and over, he rocks his fat tip into your sweet spot till your heat is over and you’re both spent. no matter how tired he was, he would be a bad owner if he didn’t help his precious bunny through her heat, wouldn’t he?

[heartofjasmina]

Can you do 🐈 w/ Aizawa plz (*´ω｀*)

Aizawa knows he's not the kind of owner you were expecting. Most puppy hybrids are adopted by energetic owners who loved to play and tussle with their pups.

Aizawa wanted to curl up on the couch and watch movies while you played with one of your toys he got you. He wanted to be greeted with love when he came home and he wanted to be wanted. He felt guilty for adopting you at times, wishing he had more energy to play with you. But still, you looked at him with such warmth in your eyes.

You love your owner without reservations, and despite the weird faces he makes occasionally (you don't know what they mean), he's always nice to you. He tosses your toys across the room while he's laying on the couch, and he even lets you suck and drool on his fingers when you're cuddling together. But your favorite is when he lets you slobber all over his cock, drowning in his scent and humping his leg desperately.

He always looks so funny when you do this. His cheeks are always red and he covers his eyes like the sight of you having your fun is too much for him.

"That's it. You were good, so now you get your reward. Good pup." He breathes out, trying not to enjoy your clumsy technique too much. He wants this to last. But the way you're sucking him down your throat makes him realize he's gonna blow his load soon regardless.

Maybe it was time to teach you a new command: 'swallow.'

[valentine-cafe]

[Enderman teleporting into your house noise]

Henlo, I have a concept; pinning Rishen to a wall while they're still in their hero garb and tying his wrists with her own silk. Sweet thing has to keep their noises down, otherwise some concerned citizen might come over and see Scarlet Solstice getting ravished by another hero/villain/civillian!

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“You're tighter than I remember. . .”

Elritea City in the dead of night. Its vehicles still whirl their eco-friendly engines through the air. The flash of lights in combinations of reds and oranges compliment maroon fabric pinned to the wall.

No noise nor shine could compare to the song of shudders and pleasures sighs. The shimmer of tears you can envision pricking along the corners of his eyes. That pesky helmet that emulates that of a biker. As much as you adore it, you wish to pry it off of his head for daring to hide his expressions twisted with pleasure.

Your anger dishes out on his gummy walls instead. Your fingers pointedly piston rapidly. If only to curl into that one spot you have familiarised yourself with ten times and over.

Oh, you fantasise about the way his pretty maroon eyes would cross. Put the world on a standstill if they so much as caught a glimpse. At least your world did.

Alas, your beloved hero has an identity. And while you are all about making his life difficult — the fondness you have gathered for him over the past few months outweighs your darkest desires.

“Mnn,” his whine makes your head dizzy. You return the favour with firm strokes along that bundle of nerves. With your body flushed against him, you can practically feel the shivers that rake through him. A surge of pride rises within you.

Here he is, shivering in the middle of summer.

“No one satisfying this pretty hole when I’m not around?” Your voice to his ear fans your breath along his helmet. The fog along the screen soon eases to his wrists as you lean up to press your lips at the centre. Right above his silk you so readily tied him up with.

You punctuate with another firm thrust of your fingers. A third joins the mix to throw him into the thralls of pleasure. His moan sends your laugh into the crevice between his neck and shoulder. You latch on without care — just the way that you know the little hybrid fansies. What, with the way that his hips roll up against yours, you can think nothing less.

The pads of your fingers massage along the creases and crevices you know so well. Oh his whimpers are a sin to the night. The strain of his static voice, a result of the tech-changer, brings a grin to your lips. Your free hand reaches down to grind a palm on the evident bulge that forms in the nanite-powered fabric of his suit.

“P-P - hah ngh - c-can’t -”

All the poor hero can do is hiccup as your strength shoves him back into the wall. The wind carries his heated, muffled moans as your hands work him to creaming his pristine scarlet suit. It earns a low whistle followed with an arch of your brow.

“What kind of hero are you eh? Cummin’ in your pants for Elritea’s most wanted.” Your tongue runs over the top row of your teeth. Eyes glint in the red city lights and widen as a whiney pant into his helmet’s command-center sends a signal through his suit. The fabric around his crotch draws back with a scatter of digital traces. His soft, bronze thighs shine in the drizzle of a summer’s night. What a prize for your hand to eagerly squeeze at.

“And just as desperate. . . pretty slut.”

His reward comes with your knuckles against his clenched rim. Fingers messily pump in and out of his quivering ass. All while your free hand swirls a thumb to nurse the throb at his tip. You stroke slowly, vertically along the slit and worry your lip with an excitable bite as the spurt of precum that trickles to join the slick he squirted but a moment ago.

Another fervent command sounds into the helmet. This time with the pesky mark in question as the target. Once more the nanites dissipate into a mix of oranges and red sparks around his lower face. Drawn back to reveal his swollen lips parted in the slightest. Panting. Moaning. So eager to press into yours and pour the rest into your mouth as his hips steadily rock up into your pleasing hands.

What a whore indeed, your hero is. He should be knocking you halfway across the district by now. Instead he is here. Eyes rolled back and your fingers knocking against his sweet spot repeatedly. In a cruel rhythm that mimics the hum of the city and the thrum of the rain.

“What a loyal boy,” you croon against his lips, still eager for the taste of your kisses. All you give to him is a kiss to the corner, before your teeth latch onto corner of his jaw.

Your palm encases his tip. Squeezing, pulsating. He stains it in no time with a whining moan and his head hung back against the wall.

“Told you to keep quiet.” Is all you manage to hiss as your cum-stained hand smacks over his lips in a matter of seconds. The hand that had been too busy wrecking his tight hole now takes a break from its sworn duty to instead pull him along. Shuffle him out of sight.

As fun as it is to risk the flash of a camera and a juicy media headline; his whines are for your ears only. His body belongs to yours hands. You’ve had your fun in the rain. Time to yank him over to your lair and give him a night to remember. Again.

With the way his dick’s pulsing? You might as well ride him while he’s tied to that damned interrogation chair.

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Mine To Love

Cat hybrid! Park Sunghoon x human! afab! reader 

Summary: Park Sunghoon had a rough life for many years, it wasn’t easy being a hybrid for him, most people loved buying or adopting cat hybrids as pets but anyone who adopted him, quickly returned him to the shelter, he didn’t understand why, so when a girl named (Y/n) finally adopted him, he was going to do everything he could to make sure she would keep him. 

Warnings: Possessiveness, jealousy, some anxiety, some depression, Sunghoon is kind of obsessed with the reader, some steamier scenes, 

Wordcount ≈ 4.6 k

Sunghoon’s POV

The shelter was buzzing with life as it was packed with probably a hundred people who were here to find a hybrid to adopt. The noise annoyed me, it was too loud, and I knew, no one would look twice at me, whenever they looked at me, they noticed my age and kept on looking for someone younger. 

I don’t understand why, hybrids aren’t like normal pets, we don’t just live for 10 years, we live as long as humans if not even longer. So what if I was in my early twenties? I still had a good 70 or even 80 years to live, unless I got sick of course, I’m well-behaved, but still, I’m unlovable it seems. 

Since I was three years old, I have been adopted and returned to the shelter, 15 times. 15 times during 19 years and for the last 3 years, I have been at the shelter, without anyone showing the slightest interest in me. 

Everyone at the shelter always whispered, thinking I wouldn’t hear them, saying it was weird because I’m a purebred, black Maine coon, quite an attractive breed, big, cuddly, independent. And my more human form wasn’t bad looking either, many people often gushing over me but still, no one wanted me. 

I stayed in the far corner of my room, I’d like to call it a cage but it was quite a nice room, this was one of the better shelters, but it still felt like a cage. I had barely left the room since I had been returned last time, too sad and depressed, I didn’t want to go outside and play with the others, it was easier staying here, alone. 

Every now and then a child would bang their dirty hands on the window into my room, excited to see the hybrid inside it, but as I looked at them, they ran away. Some even going as far as crying, thinking I looked scary. My yet black hair and ears, my dark eyes, and the protruding fangs on my lips, probably made me look like a monster to them. Even their parents would hurry away from my room as they saw what had frightened their child. 

I had truly given up on finding a home. 3 years and no one even stayed by my room for longer than 15 seconds, and yes, I kept count, that’s what hope does to you, but now, I just sit here, waiting for an employee to bring me food and try to cheer me up with false promises. Maybe next time. Someone will come eventually. This just wasn’t your day. Try to smile more, maybe they’ll be intrigued with you then. Smile more, yeah right, showing off my fangs even more. 

I was a Maine coon, in my cat form I was huge, and in my human form, my fangs resembled that of a vampire’s, if I smile, you can see the full extent of them, most people assume I’m a panther, a wild big cat, and that’s not a family-friendly pet. 

The shelter was closing in 30 minutes, the sun had set, casting my room into darkness, I still hadn’t moved an inch from my corner, it was better this way, people wouldn’t even have to think someone was in this room. Each glance still gave me some hope so if they don’t look, it’s easier on my fragile heart. 

Suddenly my ears picked up the sound of someone unlocking the door to my room, probably an employee who would turn on the lights, but to my surprise, there was a woman, a customer, standing beside the employee. Had someone actually asked to see me? No, don’t get your hopes up. “This is Sunghoon, he’s 22 years old, a Maine coon, his coat is jet black… He’s probably the closest hybrid we have to your requests, ms. Kim,” The woman looked me up and down, her eyes held distaste in them, she wasn’t satisfied with me. “Why would I want something so glum and sad, no, I think I’ll take my business elsewhere, nothing here seems to satisfy my taste,” My heart sank, of course, I wasn’t enough. Too sad and glum. I contemplated trying to smile but the woman had already turned and walked away by the time I had blinked. 

With just five more minutes until no more customers were allowed, I noticed someone standing outside my window, looking at me, they had stood there for a good minute or two. I looked up to the window and found a girl standing there, she looked sad, just like I did. When she noticed me looking at her, she waved her hand in a tiny motion, most people would have missed it had they not been looking at her hand. I waved back in the same tiny motion. And then she left. My heart broke, once again, I had been a fool to think that someone would choose me. 

“I’m sorry, miss but we’re closing down in about a minute so we can’t let you meet any of the hybrids, you can come back tomorrow though,” “Oh, okay, sorry for being so late, I’ll make sure to come back tomorrow,” The voices came from right outside my door, maybe just maybe, the girl who would return tomorrow, was the one who had waved at me just a minute earlier. 

~ The next day ~ 

I lay emotionless in my bed, I hadn’t touched the breakfast the employees had given me an hour ago. I heard the buzzing of people walking around looking at hybrids again, no footsteps stopped at my door, and no one was interested in me. That was until the clock struck 12, lunchtime, the buzzing halted as everyone went to eat lunch. It was then that I heard light footsteps approaching my door, I thought they were just passing, but they stopped outside my room, the lock slowly turning, and then the door opened. 

In the opening, stood the girl from yesterday. She was shyly smiling at me. She was cute. I couldn’t help but smile back, only for a second though as she gasped at the sight of my fangs, so I quickly stopped smiling and looked away, ready for the door to close again. Another pair of footsteps was walking toward us, no doubt an employee. 

“I’m sorry about that, emergency with one of the small ones, anyway, this is Sunghoon, 22 years old, Maine coon, jet black coat, as far as we know he is well-behaved, quite calm and kind, we don’t know how cuddly he is, but I’m sure he’ll warm up once you get to know him,” It wasn’t the first time they had introduced me to someone, but each year with my age going up, most people would become uninterested when they heard how old I was, yet this girl still seemed intrigued with me. “How long has he been in the shelter?” “Almost his whole life, he has been adopted many times but all those homes didn’t work out, so he has been returned to us far too many times,” 

The girl’s eyes became glossy as she heard about my history. “Was he just returned for no reason?” The employee looked at me with pity. “Most reasons were that he was too big as a cat, too old, too quiet, or similar things, nothing about bad behavior,” “Would it be okay if we spent some time alone, to talk?” “Of course, just close the door and when you wish to leave, just knock on it and we’ll come and open it,” “Are you okay with that? Me staying here with you for a while?” Sunghoon was confused, was this girl asking him for his opinion? I just nodded, too afraid to speak at the moment, scared that this was all a dream. 

Third Person POV

The employee left and now it was just Sunghoon and the girl in the room, she sat down on the floor, facing the bed that Sunghoon was sitting on. He felt bad that she had to sit on the cold hard floor, but he didn’t want to overstep any boundaries and ask her to take the bed. 

“I’m (Y/n),” Sunghoon looked at her, she was smiling at him, but he noticed the way she was trembling, nervous, and anxious, it was similar to what he was feeling. “I’m Sunghoon,” He covered his mouth with his hand so that she couldn’t see his fangs as he introduced himself. “Why do you do that? Cover your mouth?” Sunghoon continued holding his hand in front of his mouth as he answered. “My fangs are quite large and people find them intimidating so I’ve found that people feel more comfortable around me if I do this,” “They’re beautiful, your fangs I mean,” Sunghoon felt his heart skip a beat, she thought his fangs were beautiful. “What do you mean?” “Your fangs, they’re a great contrast to your dark hair, ears, and tail, your fangs are so clear and white, while your hair is jet black, it suits you, when I gasped earlier it wasn’t because I found you scary, it was because you were so breathtakingly handsome,” (Y/n)’s face flushed red as she said that, Sunghoon found it intriguing. 

Never before had anyone taken his opinion into account before doing something, and never had he seen someone be so genuine and real about their thoughts of him. Sunghoon dared move his hand away from his mouth, allowing (Y/n) to see his whole face again. “How come you’re here? At the shelter, and with me?” (Y/n) smiled as he removed his hand, admiring his fangs and handsome face. “I’m lonely, so I want to find a companion, someone I can come home to so that my house feels less empty, I want someone who is genuine, I want a real friend, and I want to help someone, give them a home too. When I was here yesterday, I was drawn to you, everyone else looks so happy and cheerful, they’re children, but you, you looked like me, lonely, so I wanted to know more about you,” 

Sunghoon didn’t understand, how could such a kind girl be lonely. “Why are you lonely?” She shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know. I don’t talk with my family, we fell out about a year ago over a silly disagreement, I’ve tried reaching out to them but they don’t answer so I’ve given up on that. I had some friends but after I went through a breakup, they all left because they took his side, it was messy, so I just left, it was easier that way. And after that, I have barely been out except for work,” Sunghoon’s guarded gaze softened as (Y/n)’s eyes became glossy with tears. They were both abandoned by the people who were supposed to love them and protect them. This had to be it. This girl has to be my forever home. Sunghoon thought. 

(Y/n) buried her face in her hands, trying to stop herself from crying. Sunghoon silently got off the bed and crawled toward her on the floor, just like the cat inside him, he moved without a sound. Gently, the hybrid wrapped his long arms around the girl, trying his best to comfort her, (Y/n) was shocked at the action but she quickly relaxed into him and returned the hug. It had been so long since someone had embraced him or even shown the slightest of physical love for him, like petting him or hugging him, that this one hug, caused him to purr loudly. 

Sunghoon was embarrassed, he barely remembered that he could purr because he hadn’t done it for over 10 years. His face and neck flushed a deep red color. (Y/n) noticed as they slightly separated from one another, she smiled and giggled, he looked so cute. Her giggles only caused him to blush more. “You look so cute like this, like a kitten, almost,” “Ya, I’m an adult,” “Mhm, maybe, but you still look cute,” Sunghoon was happy that (Y/n) seemed to have shaken away the sadness from before, he like seeing her smile, he wished he could protect her happiness so that she would never have to cry again. 

“Would you like it if I adopted you? I think we’d really get along, and maybe, we’d feel less lonely,” Sunghoon was afraid, what if she returned him just like everyone else? This was the final chance, if this doesn’t work out, he’ll never return to the shelter, he’ll run away. One final chance at having a home. One last time, he would allow himself to believe he was actually wanted. “I’d really like that,” “I’ll get started on the paperwork then,” 

2 hours later, (Y/n) finally finished signing and reading all the papers regarding the adoption. The employees were happy for Sunghoon but also for themselves, they were losing money on keeping such an old hybrid in the shelter, most other shelters would have euthanized him by now, so they just hoped that this time, he wouldn’t be returned. They hoped that this was the last time they saw him. “There, all done, miss. Sunghoon doesn’t have many belongings, only a small bag of clothes, and he doesn’t have a collar, so before you can leave with him, you’ll have to buy one and have your name and address and everything written on the tag,” “Can I buy a collar here?” “No, you can do it a few stores down, at the pet and hybrid shop, they close soon though so you might have to come back tomorrow,” “If I run there and get the collar fixed, can I bring him home today?” “Yes, if you get the collar, you can have him, right now,” 

(Y/n) rushed out the door, running to the store, ready to fix the collar so that the poor boy could leave that place. “Hey, I want this collar, and these things printed on the tag, please,” it took 10 minutes to fix the collar, right before the store closed, once (Y/n) held the collar in her hands she ran back to the shelter, not wanting Sunghoon to believe she had abandoned him. By the time she returned to the shelter, she was out of breath and panting, she showed the shelter employees the collar, and once they said that it was approved, she walked over to his room, opening the door with a smile. 

“Ready to go home?” “You didn’t leave? You’re actually adopting me?” “I did leave for a few minutes to get this,” (Y/n) held her hand toward him, the collar in it catching his attention. Sunghoon looked at it with adoration in his eyes. He finally noticed that her heart was racing, her face flushed, some sweat had formed on her forehead, she had been running, all to be able to take him home today. Home. “And, yes, of course, I am. If you still want me to,” (Y/n) looked a bit hesitant, what if Sunghoon had changed his mind about her? She began retracting her hand, but before she could bring it more than an inch closer to her, Sunghoon quickly snatched the collar from her hand and put it on himself. “Let’s go home, please,” (Y/n) smiled at him, and gently grabbed one of his hands into hers, his other hand held a small bag, his clothes. We need to get him some new clothes, one day at a time. (Y/n) gently guided the cat out of his room and out of the shelter toward her car. 

It felt like a fever dream, she treated him like a person and not just a pet, he got to ride in the front seat of the car, in his human form, every car ride he had ever had previously was in his cat form. Sunghoon didn’t dare let go of (Y/n)’s hand once they both sat in the car, afraid that if he wasn’t touching her, she would disappear. But she didn’t, she was there, she was real, and now she was his. 

Sunghoon was in awe of the house in front of him, (Y/n) had parked the car in front of a cozy-looking house. It wasn’t the biggest one he had seen, but it was the one that looked the most like a home. “Welcome home, it’s not huge but it’s enough for the two of us,” “I don’t know what to say, I’m just so happy to finally have a place to call home, thank you,” Once again, Sunghoon embraced (Y/n) into a tight hug, he didn’t even notice himself moving closer to her before he had already buried his face in her neck. Her scent was intoxicatingly sweet, he liked it, a lot. 

“I didn’t expect you to be so cuddly, I’m not complaining, though, but at the shelter they told me you were quite cold to everyone,” “Mhm, being rejected over and over will do that to you, I don’t know why, but I just really like being close to you,” He snuggled even closer to the human, his tail was swishing back and forth, his sensitive ears made magnetic shocks go through him as they rubbed against her. “Come on, let’s head inside, it’s cold out here, at least for me, I know hybrids tend to be warmer than us humans, so you might not notice it as well as I do,” Sunghoon reluctantly released her so that they could walk into the house. Everything smelled so strongly of her, he loved it, he never wanted to leave.  

��(Y/n) showed Sunghoon around the house, he still held onto her hand whenever he could, “So, this is my bedroom, and here just across from it, would be your room, it’s really plain right now but you will be able to decorate it as you wish, these two rooms have private bathrooms so we don’t have to share, and then downstairs there’s another bathroom that we can use when we’re down there or if we have guests over, which we probably won’t have considering that I don’t have any friends and you’ve been in the shelter for so long,” Sunghoon didn’t understand why he almost felt happy about it being only the two of them, forever. 

“The bed is made for you in there, there’s a towel and toiletries in the bathroom if you want to take a shower before going to bed, I have taken time of work for a week so we can go out shopping for some new clothes and things for your room during the upcoming days, I also don’t know anything about your preferred diet so we need to buy stuff for that too,” “I eat most things humans do, except for mint-choco ice cream, I need to eat a lot of protein to stay healthy, and because of my cat side I can’t eat big amounts of onion, garlic, and stuff like that. I can eat some but not a lot or I can get gut problems or even anemia,” “Good to know, well, we’ll go shopping tomorrow so everything will be fine, you can pick whatever you want then, I’m gonna head to bed as I’m exhausted, sleep well, kitten,” 

Sunghoon blushed at the nickname, “Ya, I’m not a kitten,” “Mhm, you keep telling yourself that,” “Good night,” Sunghoon was a bit scared to say good night, afraid that this wonderful dream would end if he did. Nonetheless, he opened the door to his room. (Y/n) had been right about the room being plain, but so had his room at the shelter been so one more night of that, didn’t bother him. The bed was big, almost three times the size of his old one. He walked into the bathroom, it was nice, luxurious even, once again, he realized that (Y/n) treated him as a person and not as a pet. 

Even though he was part cat, Sunghoon loved showering, it was nice feeling clean and fresh, the soap in the bathroom was mostly targeted toward women as it smelled like roses, it smelled like (Y/n), so Sunghoon didn’t mind it. He liked smelling like her. However, he would have wished that the scent actually came directly from (Y/n) and not just from using the same soap. 

After the shower, Sunghoon lay down in the bed, it was soft, like a cloud, before he knew it, he had fallen asleep, dreaming of (Y/n) and how living with her would be. 

~ Fast forward a week ~ 

During this week, (Y/n) and Sunghoon had gone shopping for clothes, towels, toiletries, food, and a few decorative pieces for his room and for the house to make it feel more like his home as well and not only have touches of (Y/n). Sunghoon enjoyed spending time with (Y/n), at home it was just the two of them, he could hug her as much as he wanted to, he could make sure that his scent was all over her, and hers on him, he was lovesick and he never wanted this to end. 

A week had gone by, and it was now time for (Y/n) to go back to work. This means Sunghoon would be home alone for a few hours every other day as (Y/n) could work from home some days. “I don’t want you to leave, please don’t leave me,” He tried to give the human his best ‘puppy eyes’, but nothing worked, she wouldn’t budge. “I have to work, Hoon, otherwise I can’t afford to keep the house, or you,” Sunghoon was pouting but he eventually gave in, letting go of (Y/n), he went to the sofa, shifted to his cat form, and curled up on the sofa, covering his eyes with his tail. He was sad and wanted to spend his lonely hours asleep until (Y/n) would return from work. 

Eventually, Sunghoon got used to (Y/n) heading to work every other day, he still didn’t like it, but he understood that it was a must for her to work. To work off some of his possessive feelings that wanted to lock her up and never let her leave him, Sunghoon began working out, he quickly became buff, his muscles defined and tempting. Oh so tempting, for (Y/n). There was no denying that she had found the hybrid incredibly attractive before, but now, she could barely resist throwing herself at him. But that would be wrong. What if he didn’t want that? So she tried to keep her horny thoughts to herself, and maybe it was time to find a new partner so that she could blow off some steam. Even if she wished that her partner would be Sunghoon. 

~ About a month after (Y/n) went back to work ~

(Y/n) walked through the door, groceries in hand, Sunghoon noticed that she seemed extra cheerful today, he had been in his cat form so he shifted back to his human form just as she came into the living room. “Hello, kitten, how are you?” “I’m good, worked out a bit earlier, and then I watched a movie, fell asleep, that’s about it, how about you?” “I’m good, I ate lunch with one of my coworkers today, Jay, he’s really nice, he even paid for my lunch, he’s handsome as well,” 

Sunghoon’s smile fell. (Y/n) had eaten lunch with another man, he’s handsome, no, you’re not supposed to find other men attractive, you have me, you don’t need anyone else. He thought, but he tried to swallow his jealousy, he couldn’t lose you for such a silly reason. Silly. No. This was about life or death. 

For the following couple of days, (Y/n) always had something to say about this Jay. Sunghoon was trying his best to control himself but each day it got harder and harder, the final straw for his self-control was when you returned home, later than usual, and you smelled like a man, it was subtle, but it was clearly there for his sensitive nose. Someone’s trying to steal my (Y/n) from me. 

As (Y/n) stepped into the living room, talking about Jay once again, his scent creeping up on Sunghoon, her eyes sparkling, he couldn’t take it anymore. He was jealous, jealous that another man had touched his girl, jealous that (Y/n) seemed so enthralled with this man. He was threatened, what if this Jay takes his place in (Y/n)’s life? What if she doesn’t want him anymore if she has Jay? What if he loses his home? He couldn’t control himself, his body moving out of pure instinct. 

Sunghoon lightly pushed (Y/n)’s shoulders until her back collided with the wall, he had one hand on her waist now, and the other on her cheek, he gazed into her eyes with yearning, worry, sadness, and an urgency like never before. “What--mmm” Before she could end her sentence, Sunghoon crashed his lips onto hers, his fangs felt cold against her lips yet she welcomed the feeling, it was exciting, new, it felt dangerous. 

(Y/n) was surprised, stunned, by the cat’s actions, but she didn’t dare push him away, not because of fear, but because she was afraid this was her only chance to experience him. Sunghoon inhaled deeply, almost going feral from the scent of the (Y/n)’s arousal, this only caused him to deepen the kiss even more. 

Once Sunghoon stopped attacking (Y/n)’s lips with his own, he had teary eyes, from frustration, “Please don’t abandon me for some guy, I’m better than him, please, you have to be mine, you’re mine to keep, mine to love, please, I love you, I don’t want to share you with anyone, I want to be selfish, just this once, please, (Y/n),” 

(Y/n) was still trying to catch her breath from the make-out session that had just happened, she raised one hand to his cheek, gently caressing it, wiping away some tears that escaped from his eye, she leaned in, giving him a gentle peck on the lips. “I’m all yours, Honnie, you don’t have to share, don’t worry, I only need you,” 

Sunghoon immediately leaned down for more kisses. This time even deeper, yet more gentle than the first. He was ecstatic, he finally had his home, and his person, his person that he didn’t have to share. She was his and he was hers. “I can’t control myself anymore, I need all of you,” “Then take me,” Sunghoon lifted (Y/n) up and carried her to his bed, where they spent a long night reassuring one another of their love for each other, and Sunghoon made sure to erase every trace of Jay from her body and mind. Now his scent was engulfing her entire being, and his image was the only one in her head. His tail swished happily back and forth as (Y/n) lay in his arms, and soon enough she fell asleep, as she listened to him spinning loudly, happy to finally call her his. 

[brokenpieces-72]

Monster!141 x wendigo/jackalope reader

Continuation of this one

Sizes

Inspired by @bluegiragi hybrid au and @diejager Only Human Series

Over time you get to see the two newcomers at work and while everyone was busy being possessive and protective over Hunter, you were more curious. However because the team was equally protective over you -seeing you as their young when you’re human- it’s a bit like watching a kid as they play in a non child proof area.

Gaz is watching over both you and Hunter constantly, sticking close to see what you guys are up to while Horangi or König is in the room. Alejandro and Rudy feel like your uncles as they make sure to stop and ask how you are in the hallway, regardless if the KorTac members are nearby. Soap continues his older brother role and has yet to bring up his family getting legal custody over you. The time isn’t right, and he needs to talk to you about it more. His constant presence while sparring is him showing off, like, “this is my pup, proceed with caution”.

You on the other hand, from the teams perspective it’s like watching a kid play on an empty road, they keep an eye on you, but let you do your thing. And your “thing” is watching KorTac. Horangi’s haetae form is different from the two shifters you’re most familiar with, because while it’s mostly tiger there are features you don’t expect. When he finishes a round of sparring with Alejandro you ask him what exactly he is and then ask if you can spar with him next. Alejandro isn’t surprised by your request. He chuckles when Horangi gives you a look.

“You’re sure you want to do that?”

“She’s sure hombre, get back on the mat.” Alejandro says, crossing his arms. Horangi doesn’t like taking orders but gets up and indulges you. He’s actually thrown off by your agility as your strikes move pretty quickly even for him. At first all he does it guard but he soon catches your fist, spins you around and pulls you on to the mat. It knocks the wind out of you, it’s so fast. Alejandro is about to get confrontational when you start laughing.

“That was fun.” You say getting the air back in. Yes you have a tendency to giggle when you go down in training, and smile when you’re exhausted. Horangi can’t help but smile a little before helping you up.

“Can you show me how to do that?” You ask. He may not have signed up for this, but screw it teaching you some tricks couldn’t hurt.

“Colonel, you going to assist?” Horangi taunts to Alejandro.

König watches you from afar for the most part. It isn’t until a tracking session with Rudy and Gaz that he sees you’re not some innocent jackalope who could be snatched up in seconds. The terrain is one you’re used to at this point, with plenty of large trees, small cliffs, and loose ground. There were even some old ruins of previous cabins and shelters nearby which you knew would make for excellent cover.

König is nervous about shifting around you too, worried he might scare you and with two protective hybrids nearby, his mind goes to worst case scenario.

“Do you want me to shift first or do you want to find me as a human?” You ask. König’s thinking comes to a halt hearing you say that, while Gaz and Rudy both look at him waiting for an answer. He didn’t realize you were the one they were tracking. At first he thought he would be the target, larger, easier to find, less stealth. But you?Gaz or Rudy he could expect, but you? You were small sure but not that small. He scratches the back of his head.

“Sh-shifted.” He answers. At least it gives you more of a fighting chance. Then he sees you shift. As a human you’re half his size, looking like a kid next to him but shifted, you’re almost the same size as his Percht form, if only a little smaller. König looks up at you in awe and surprise. You tilt your head at him, while Gaz gets his attention with a pat on his back.

“Come on big guy. Eyes up.” Gaz says teasingly.

“Ve a esconderte, cabo.” Rudy orders and you run off. Despite your size you move quickly, climbs and jumping from tree to tree and ducking behind bushes and over growth, your form fading into the thick forestry. All while moving softly like you’re a part of breeze.

“Geist.” König said. Rudy and Gaz looked at him.

“Say again?” Gaz asked. König realized he had said it out loud.

“Ah…she makes me think of an earth geist.” König said.

The other two hybrids contemplated the idea. Not a bad call sign.

“You’ll have to tell her when you find her.” Rudolfo comments.

“If we find her.” Gaz adds.

They got to work after half an hour, with Gaz sending you a warning of your pursuers. You change the channel on your radio so they couldn’t use it to locate you not that they would. The radios work on one channel so they can find each other better and still be able to communicate over the distance. If they couldn’t find you or there was an emergency the channel would switch accordingly.

König joins alongside Rudy and the cadejos.

“Not changing? Your choice.” Rudy commented.

“I shift when I need to. And I don’t need it for training. I find it exhausting after some time.” König says.

“Gaz how copy.” Rudy radios.

“Still no visual. She’s going hard on this one.” Gaz responds.

“She’s getting better.” Rudy says.

“You usually track children?” König asks. Rudy gives him a look, and König notices how poorly he phrased his question. “Her I mean…o-or uh…apologies.”

Rudy pats him on the shoulder. “Since she became more comfortable around us, si. She became the one we tracked. A good tracker herself but we found she was better at hiding.”

“I see.” König says. There’s a slight jealousy wishing it was as easy for him to hide.

Rudy continues requesting visual updates from Gaz who has little luck.

“I don’t like it but you two may need to split up, cover more ground.” He suggests.

“Copy. The cadejos have different directions.”

“She’s getting smarter.” Gaz comments as he lands to try and look around for you. Rudolfo and König split off searching for you. König thinks for a moment after going for an hour by himself.

“Gaz, any visual?” He asks.

“Negative. At this rate we’ll have to trap her.” Gaz admitted.

“How far can she be ahead of us?” König asks.

“Say about 1 click.”

As if on cue he hears clicking, and his fight or flight reflexes kick in.

“König going dark.” Gaz hears. He can’t get König to respond to him and he starts getting nervous. Training exersices are taken seriously but this may have gone too far. Gaz flies lower to find Rudy, and thankfully he does easily enough. Before he can say anything they both hear loud screeches.

They take towards the noise with the cadejos running up ahead and find you wrestling with a Percht. You’re staying calm, but the Percht is raging at you. It’s only backing off to build up its next strike at you, scratching at your exposed muscles and gnawing at the bark of your limbs. The veil over the monsters face tells you who it is, and all you can do is hold your own. You can smell Gaz and Rudolfo close by and so can König. Your priority is to keep the other two safe. When König tries to turn around and go for them, they both move, taking cover just before König sees them. You move too, and brutally. You’re tired from the hard hits König has dealt, but Kyle and Rudolfo are your friends. Doesn’t matter who it was, you’re ready to defend and protect them the same as they’ve protected and helped you. As the Percht turns away you yank it back by the shoulder. You ram into him, getting your antlers under him and rear up, sending him tumbling behind you. You screech at it. A warning to back off and a challenge to try again. It goes for you and you lock him against you, trying to scratch at its neck, hoping it would get the hint. When König is shifted, he doesn’t have control, his only mindset is kill. As you toss him he tosses you. You claw him he claws you. But if it bites you bite back.

His attacks only continue to get violent even when you try to be defensive. The cadejos try to slow him down, acting as distractions or flanking it with their own bites but it’s proving fruitless. Rudy’s head is starting to ache from it, and Gaz takes to air throwing hardened feathers as projectiles. The thing just screams loud, making everyone’s ears hurt and ring, before you whack him hard, shutting him up. You grip him by the skull tearing off the veil and twisting his neck until the rest of his body follows, getting on top of him. You hold his jaw closed and force him to look at you before screeching yourself, trying to keep him still. If fighting wasn’t going to work, then exhausting him would have to do.

Gaz dives for Rudolfo who is holding his head behind a tree, and lifting him to higher ground. You struggle to keep the Percht still but its movements become fewer and weaker. It doesn’t matter though, you keep him still and don’t loosen until you see dark whisps coming off of him as he passes out beneath you, returning to his human form and you turn to yours. You’re still on top of him when you check his pulse, both of your clothes and gear basically shredded to shit. But you don’t care, panting on top of a passed out König. Gaz and Rudolfo come back down to help you up and help König back to base, with Gaz calling for Hunter to be prepped.

König of course is in a lot of shit because of this. Horangi is being questioned about his hybrid partner and why he would do that. You didn’t encounter König until after he had shifted and you repeated this multiple times that you don’t know what happened. Horangi could only try to side with you as he explained that König wouldn’t shift on a training run. Rudolfo being a the good man he is, mentions König had said the same while they were together.

Despite him giving you multiple injuries you’re still worried about him, and stay by him while he’s resting. Soap is worried about you and the injuries you sustained. Mending broken bones and self healing were a benefit but your healing factors were not instant. Hunter tends to him when she can and makes sure you keep eating.

When König wakes, Horangi tells you right away, and drop whatever you’re doing to go see him. When he sees you though he looks ashamed. He knows what happened and he can’t explain it. He barely remembers shifting. He does remember hurting you though. You insist you’re okay and give him a half a smile. Gaz and Rudolfo aren’t far behind, wanting to check in on König as well. The guy had proven to be a strong asset and your insistence on his character made it hard to argue.

He rests for a couple more days with you checking in on him and seeing how he’s doing. At one point you come over and sit with him and ask why he doesn’t shift. When he mentions losing control and becoming a mindless rampager you think about the night you lost control.

“I become nothing but a monster.” He says, starting to put a new veil on.

“I do too.” He stops and looks at you.

“But you did not.”

“But I have. I’ve lost control and gone on violent binges. I’ve been uncontrolled before…it’s normal.”

There is silence between you two, and he wonders.

“May I see the wendigo? P-please?” He asks. You smile. You enjoy showing people, and shift carefully in the room, not wanting to break something. You lower yourself to all fours, and look at him curiously. König is nervous but hesitantly reaches out to touch your head, with you meeting it halfway. You look back at him while he examines you with his eyes. You make soft clicking noises.

“You really are an earth spirit.” He comments and you make an odd sort of cooing sound mixed with happy clicks. For the first time you see König give a small smile. It’s one you don’t see often, friendly and soft.

König gives his own report saying something had attacked him during their training session, but he was unfortunate enough to not see who or what. Price gives him a warning to be more careful, but you offer to help König train and get more used to the Percht.

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[hoofpeet]

Anatomically correct saytr (eyes on side of head)

There are probably satyrs that look like this...

[mentanol]

Hybrid reader! X Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick. You keep getting yourself beat up and he's worried. (WIP)

Another midnight you came back late, blood dripping on your body. A mix of both your own and others - you had been back at an illegal fighting ring. Came back fluffy ears drooped and tail tucked between your legs as the familiar maroon dripped from your nose.

You always would go to the ring for "practice" which is what you'd tell him, he didn't buy it for jackshit. After being found in an abandoned abomination of a house for hybrids run by a research group you just couldn't seem to grasp the cuts and scrapes of pain weren't necessary for a comfortable day. You missed the familiarity of a comforting sting.

Nonetheless, that is how you found yourself in the darkness, squinting your eyes to see the metal cabinets in the base to find the med kits, felt the coolness of them as your own calloused scarred hands reached for the handle -

"Mind sharing where you were?" The sergeant speaks slowly with his British accent tinging his tone

... " Training , an errand , a walk,, " he lets his words linger in the air, repeating your past excuses.

... "You were at the fighting ring. Tell me why," He demanded.

, when your tired gaze flows toward him his arms are crossed , and he's leaning against a wall. His gaze is cold and annoyed - he always gets like this when he catches you coming back bruised. Which is all the time, he seems to always notice. The real reason he's mad is because he worries, it makes him sick when he can't find you - It pisses him off how much you miss the hellhole you rose from. Nonetheless, every time his gaze spoke more than any of his words ever would.

"Is it any of your concern?" You responded bitterly, avoiding his gaze as you open the cabinet finding a small medical kit that should have the basic essentials to patch up the gentle bleeding.

You heard him scoff under his breathe, he was tired of you downplaying your problems. He wasn't taking bullshit this time as he strides towards you in the dark , snatching the kit from your own hands roughly - he went to shove you a bit but hesitated, stepping back as he took over.

"Hm, that's your answer right? After i've been bloody searching for you all afternoon? Tryna' find out which slum you've driven yourself too?" He barks, very unhappy with you in the moment.

He didn't get a response, you knew he was pissed. He was worrying his ass off all day , checking your usual spots , and trying to see if you turned up anywhere to no avail.

He sighed as he glanced at you seeing your state, nodding toward a chair silently telling you to sit the hell down.

You reluctantly obeyed - he had taken the medkit from you anyways, and you didn't want to feel the sting much longer.

He crouched down by you muttering something under his breathe before speaking in a more ginger tone than before

..." Do you even have any idea how you look right now , y/n ? " He probes, grabbing a cloth.

You nod yes, letting out a gruff hum not wanting to face him in the moment. You would have been petty - would have argued but you were too tired, Too beaten and honestly? You felt a bit too much like a kicked puppy to fight right now.

He ran the cloth under the tap as he continued, the trickling of water hitting your ears before his voice did.

.. " You look like you just got done makin' out with a blender, " He hisses with a scoff , walking towards you , cupping your face and starting to wipe of the blood despite your protests. He had done this many,, many times before.

since you were a hybrid he was somewhat assigned to be your handler , and right when they found you he saw potential. That's how you got on the team - Price saw it too. ( and with some heavy suggesting from Kyle, the man himself.) Nonetheless, he got stuck "babysitting" you when you pulled things like this.

"I look fine," you grumble, feeling the warmth of his hands as well as the contrast of the cool cloth wiping away the blood. You shiver at the feeling and your eyes flick to him for a second noticing him about to speak.

..." No, you smell like a piss stained alleyway and look look like shit, look at yourself. That pretty lil' head of yours is just as stupid as your ego." He grumbled, unamused.

He would never say it to your face, but seeing you like this - it wasn't like when you'd hurt yourself on a mission, you did this to yourself willingly. It made him sick. He was now probing at a nasty gash on your face, maybe a little harsher than necessary.

"You get what you wanted out of this mate?"

"..."

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[akxmee]

★ 04. 𝗕𝗟𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗘𝗦.

"Well? Doesn't this look perfect on me?"

Satoru did a silly twirl in front of you who were sitting on the sofá watching the boys try on the clothes you've bought. He was wearing a white sweater with blue jeans and some casual shoes, nothing too much. Still, he seemed to love it compared to the awful clothes he was wearing a few hours ago. This was comfy and smelled way better, and you knew suguru was thinking about that too from the way he just looked at his clothes with curiosity.

"Perfect as in perfectly horrible? Yeah, you've got a charm for that."

Suguru, who was wearing a simple White T-shirt with some and a pair of black cargos and boots replied, but Satoru didn't even care and just laughed it off, looking at him with a sly smile.

"C'mon, you wished you looked like me. We both know i'm the prettier one."

"Not the favorite though. Right, Y/N?"

You, who had been watching everything in silence, was once again dragged into the most ridiculous conversation for the fifh time today. You sighed.

"Right now i hate you both equally for destroying my savings."

They both smiled, Satoru's being a nervous one and Suguru's an innocent one as if he didn't even know what you meant. The blue eyed boy shrugged, acting as if it was nothing.

"It's okay, choso is probably working extra hard for you today anyways. You will get the money again, no worries."

Suguru nodded. Choso had always been like that, super hardworking and one of your best employees. Everyday he had to go to work he always leaves everything as if he'd never been there; dishes clean, magnificently wiped tables, ordered ingredients and impeccable coffee machines with no stains of spilled milk over them. He did everything with such experience, you were sure he cleaned a lot at home.

Not only that! He was really sweet, and that's maybe why Satoru and Suguru didn't really mind his presence. Satoru has always been an atenttion seeker, and he didn't like people in the house. In the other hand, Suguru was such a calm cat who didn't even care about people coming home. However, both of them seemed happy to see choso everytime he walked through the door.

Talking about Choso, you should actually text him some "thank you" text.

"Sure, sure... Suguru, can you pass me the phone?"

He nodded, grabbing it from a table and extending it to you to grab the object. However, when you reached to do so, he took it back.

"Sorry, that's not how you ask. I think i haven't heard you well."

Suguru coos with a playful tone, waiting for you to catch on. You mumbled a "really?" and looked at satoru for help, but it was to no use. He shook his head.

"My bad, can't help you on this one."

He winked at you, to which you rolled your eyes and looked at Suguru again. You extended your hand.

"Please, Suguru, may i have my phone if you're kind enough?"

"It would be my pleasure."

With that, he handed it to you. You unlocked the screen, looking over the messages until you entered choso's chat.

3 missed calls.

You though about texting him, but if it was something important then you had no time to waste. You called him back, and he picked up in almost no time.

"Hey boss."

His smooth voice sounded from the other line. Something about the way he seemed calm and not in a hurry or in danger relaxed you.

"I told you to stop calling me that, you know that!"

He laughed softly, the sound of utensils being put in the background. "He's still cleaning", you thought.

"Yeah, i may know about that. Anyways, you took long enough to call back."

"I know, sorry. Was your call important when you made it? I was busy.."

You apologize, feeling somehow guilty. He quickly reassured you though.

"No! It was fine. I can tell you now if you're not busy anymore." The sound of keys filled the silence for a second. "I just closed the café, can I come over?"

You immediately looked up, meeting Satoru and suguru with their gaze already on yours. How could he come over with those two like this? The worst part is, they didn't even seem to be worried about it. They just looked at eachother for a minute and then at you, satoru whispering a "yea, why not?" to you while choso waited for an answer. You were still debating and an awkward silence appeared.

"You don't have to say yes if i catch you in a bad moment, you know—"

You interrupted him.

"No! It's okay. You can come over, door's unlocked."

He smiled, but you didn't see it.

"Alright. I'll be there in five."

"See you, choso."

"See you too, boss."

And he hung up before you could even protest. That was fine though, because you had to talk to Suguru and Satoru about how in hell were they planning to do this. You catched their attention, and then asked right away. They looked at you as if you were dumb, like you didn't even know about them.

"Y/N, we're hybrids. We van change into those "Suguru and Satoru " Choso knows as we please."

Geto explained. You remember now, of course! They were always hiding, and the government also mentioned for you all to stay away from as many animals as possible. That made so much sense, and you almost forgot for a second.

"I kid of wanna see Choso again. It's been a while.."

This time satoru talked with certain emotion in his voice, emotion that you were quick to kill in that very moment.

"No you won't; you two are going to stay locked in my room."

Both of their faces turned pale.

"What?!"

Well, deserved.

Both hybrids looked at eachother and sighed accepting their fate. They had something to talk about anyways.

You opened the door, revealing a tired looking Choso still wearing the café uniform and with a bright coloured backpack hanging behind him. He looked at you and hugged you as a greeting, and you patted his back as you hugged back. As you separated from the hug, you walked aside just for him to come inside.

" Wanna come in?"

Choso looked at you and blinked, processing what you said. Then he realized, and his mouth had an "o" saped as he did so.

"Oh..right, i said come over. Don't worry, I don't need to enter. I just came to drop this by, actually."

He took his backpack off and opened it. Now that you looked at it not only did It have a bright neon color, it also had some funny child cartoons srawing. You guessed It was from yuji, his younger brother that he loved dearly based on how many times he could talk about him in just a few hours.

"What is it? I love surprises."

The man chuckled, taking the item out of his backpack already.

"I know for a fact that you do. Here, for you."

He gave you the item, and you grabbed it. It was a rose, a black one. It was in perfect condition, somehow a little bent because of being inside of the backpack, but still pretty. You looked at choso in confused state, to which he responded.

"Some random guy thought you would be doing your shift again today as every week and left It for you. Thought it was cute and promised him to give it to you"

You hummed as you smelled the flower, it was a cute gesture. However, It was kind of creepy for someone to know your shift was today. You didn't actually mind it, since it was something easy to figure out.

"But roses mean love, aren't they too straightfoward?"

You chuckled, jokingly. Choso ran a hand through his hair, thinking about it with a smile.

"I guess you just found yourself a secret admirer then."

"Secret ? Didn't you see him?"

Choso closed his backpack as he listened to your question, debating wether to tell you or not.

"Yeah, i did. But i prefer he talks directly to you, i already did enough of the wingman role." The dark haired man looked at you again and smirked. "But hey, he was totally your type."

"Dear god Choso, just get out of my door if you were trying to set me up with some random guy all along."

He raised his hands in defeat and you both laughed. Yeah, choso was the pure breath of fresh air that you needed right now. Everything has been so stressful, and laughing with your bestfriend at the front door of your house even if it was just for a few minutes was what you needed. The rose detail made it more endearing, even if he wasn't the one who gifted it to you he still took the time to bring it.

You talked with him for a bit. About work today, the secret admirer, weird customers orders and his brother's visit at work. Right, his little brother Yuji. He was the cutest boy in the whole world, and he always passed by to get a cookie and pet the animals at your café when his brother had to work. Sometimes you had to babysit him because choso couldn't, but it was okay since he was such a sweetheart and choso's biggest pride. There wasn't a time where he wouldn't talk about him, and you found that cute about him.

"It's my time to go now. Yuuji's waiting for me to have our movie night, you know."

Choso spoke, and you smiled.

"Of course! Let me know if you need anything. And thank you for covering my shift today, Choso."

"You're welcome, it was nothing. Enjoy your night, Y/N."

Something about the way he said your name as he left was so sweet that your eyes couldn't resist but look at his figure become a shadow and finally disappear as he left the building. He always called you some stupid nickname, so it was nice to hear your name escape from his lips.

You shook your head, closing the door. Now you had two animals to take care of, so you didn't have any time to waste in such irrelevant things. The roses in your hands were left in a pretty jar you had even if you didn't know who gave them to you, they were still too pretty to just throw them out. Yes, you would actually love to know who gave them to you, but it was okay. Choso would tell you sooner or later if you insisted enough anyways, so the main focus right now was your pets.

You walked through the hall, they were supposed to be in your room sleeping, playing or fighting eachother at this moment. As you opened the door and scanned the room, you found out something.

They were nowhere to be found.

Trying to be logical, you looked around the house as you called their names. It wasn't possible for them to leave the house, right? They had nowhere else to go, at least that's what you assumed since they never did this before as pets. You entered every room, looked inside the closet, bathrooms, the balcony..

"Satoru, Suguru! I swear, if this is a joke..!"

Nothing.

They were gone, and they left no trace.

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓. 🌷

—𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗥'𝗦 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘: i love choso too much istg 😭💕

—𝗧𝗔𝗚𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧

@kingshitonly @snake-lover-artist-blog @ashers-playpen @pizza-market @channies-bbg-room @pdacex @spindyl @foliea @queen-luna-007 @labelt-san @shiggys-chapstick @okayiamkassandra

[blousquidly]

Axel’s original design concept art (2023)

[wulvercazz]

💕Appreciation🍑

This is for sure not all my bottom-y OCs lmao, I have way too many,,, but,, it's part one I guess 🤭💦 They're my fave to draw as you may have noticed, so I'm often short-staffed on the top department lmaoo

((If u wanna look at my art unbutchered,,, bluesky is the way to go💕 they're not conservative advertiser-boot-licking asshoIes lmao,, at least not yet pfff))

[lipglossanon]

Making Candy Apples

dogman!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader - NSFW

warnings: 18+ minors DNI, hybrid au, fingering, praise kink, teasing, condescension, degradation, rough sex, unprotected sex, creampie, breeding kink, knotting

not proofread ✌️

“Keep your hands away from the caramel!” You huff exasperatedly, pulling Leon’s hand away from the bowl. 

His soft ears twitch as he quickly sucks the sweet candy off his fingers, “It’s meant to be eaten, little owner.”

“But on the apples,” you point to the red and green fruit sitting in a bowl, “please, Leon.”

His eyes watch as you chop up the nuts for the topping. Once you’re done and dump them in a separate bowl, he’s on you, nuzzling into your neck with a low rumbling growl. 

“I’ll behave,” he whispers, teeth dragging against your neck making you whine, “just need something to keep my mouth busy.”

“Leon,” you gasp, “but I need to— oh.”

His rough fingers have slipped past the band of your sweats and panties to stroke and rub against your bare slit. Pinning you against the counter, he grazes the pads of his fingers across the hood of your clit before parting your cunt lips to tease your hole. 

“Already wet, little owner?” He growls in your ear, “little pussy needs some kisses doesn’t she?”

Before he can drop to his knees you grab his thick biceps, “W-wait. Can we, um, do that thing we talked about?”

He smirks and you feel dizzy with how that makes the blood rush to your head. 

“You mean that little fantasy of me mounting you over the counter,” he crowds you, tail wagging as his fingers still tease your clit making you drip, “the one where I just take you without much prep so you can really feel me stretch out that sweet pussy?”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” you chant, hips bucking into his hand. 

He slowly pulls his hand away and licks up the slick already coating his fingers. 

“Turn around,” he snaps, yanking your clothes off once you do. 

You can hear more clothing being shuffled as he undresses as well before feeling the hard long heat of his cock as he fucks into your thighs. 

“Ready little slut?” He laughs, pressing the tip into your hole. 

You whimper and claw at the countertop, “S’too big.”

“Aww thought that’s how you liked it?” He rocks the first few inches into your clenching heat, “god feel that tiny pussy stretch.”

You moan loudly, body squirming as Leon bullies his massive cock into your cunt, stretching you to the point tears slip from your eyes. Once he bottoms out you both moan, your walls fluttering and gripping his thick length. 

“Want it,” you drool against the countertop, “please, Leon.”

He slaps your ass hard making you squeal and clamp down on his dick. 

“Behave little owner, you’ll get what I give you,” he chuckles, “have you forgot who’s the master here?”

Your clit throbs as you whimper, “N-no, Leon.”

“That’s right,” he coos down at you, pulling out to snap his hips forward, burying himself back into your wet hole. 

“Need to get you a leash and collar,” he laughs meanly, slowly rutting his cock in and out of your cunt, “take you for a walk and show off my pretty pet.”

You mewl and buck back against him making him slap your ass again. He grips the fat of your hips and begins hammering into your pussy, fat tip grinding against the spongy spot in your cunt that has you moaning and shaking. 

“Gonna fuck you like you deserve,” he chuffs, leaning forward to mouth and bite against your neck, “fuck you like you need a knot in that pretty little pussy.”

“Yes, please,” you choke out, mewling as he reaches around to spank your cunt. 

“Good girl,” his praise makes your head fuzzy and more slick leak around his cock, “such good manners. Don’t worry, ‘m gonna knot you, give you my pups.”

Your body thrashes under him, ass bouncing back to make sure his dick grinds against your g-spot before kissing your cervix. He snarls and fucks harder into your pussy, the sounds of skin slapping together ringing out in your kitchen. 

He’s thrusting so hard you can feel his balls smack against your cunt as he slaps your clit making you whine high in your throat. His knot presses against your hole with each thrust making your eyes cross from the absolute want of having it inside you. 

“Inside please, Leon, fill me up, need your knot so bad, want it, wanna be stuffed full,” you babble at him, eyes fluttering as your orgasm coils tight in your belly. 

“This little pussy always needs my knot,” he growls, teeth snapping next to your ear, “hope this tight hole can take it.”

He stops pulling out as far and instead only ruts his cock in quick little thrusts until his knot starts to press inside your pussy. Back arching, you moan nonstop as he slowly thrusts his knot inside your messy cunt. With a low howl, he slams the rest into your clenching hole, making you scream from the stretch, orgasm tearing through your body. 

“That’s it squeeze me,” he nips your neck, “good girl, so good for me. Gonna give you my pups, little owner.”

You shiver, pussy fluttering and milking his cock and knot as he dumps a huge load into your cunt, locked tight together until he softens. 

He rocks forward, fingers teasing across your pudgy clit, “Cum for me again.”

“Leon!” You keen, legs trembling. 

He doesn’t let up, playing your swollen clit until you’re clamping down around him again, a softer climax taking over your body making your toes curl in their socks. 

“Mmm, love that,” he chuffs, licking your neck and jaw, “once it goes down, I’ll run us a bath. Then we can finish up your candy apples.”

You giggle and sigh as he pets across your hips and sides, “Sounds good.”

divider: @firefly-graphics

[augustfirefly]

Posting my beautiful girl finally I love her sm

Oh? What's that? Seawings don't have coral-shaped horns? Counterpoint: it is pretty let me have fun

Also would anybody be interested in commissions for reference sheets in this style? And if so, how much do you think they should cost? Trying to make sure things are as affordable and accessible as possible!

[ferrarifanpage]

‘Snow White’ 🤍🤍♥️

📸 - Pinterest

[rainba]

Kairos and Luka with a P-star...... that is all, oh great one

These two asks are a little similar, so I’m gonna pair them together (─‿‿─)♡

If darling was a porn star, Kairos would definitely be your number one fan! Always donating you the little bit of spare money that he has, constantly watching all your videos/staring at photos of you, etc. He'd always have at least one tab open with your content on there. ☆⌒(> _ <)

Kairos would be addicted to watching porn of you while being insanely jealous that other people get to fuck you on camera, and not him. ^^;;;;;;;

Aggressively jerking off as he listens to you moaning, closing his eyes and pretending that it’s him who’s making you cum and not the other person in the video. One day, it'll really be him!! One day.

Kairos would also leave anonymous comments on all of your posts, LOL. And he always argues with anyone who dares to say anything bad about you online. ┐(シ)┌

If you’re a sex worker without all the cameras, Kairos would be envious of your partners… But he figures that you’re only doing that stuff for money, and that you don’t actually have feelings for anyone else. >_<

He dreams that one day his career will pay him way more, and he'll eventually be able to provide for you!! If he has enough money to support you, then that means you no longer have to do sex work. You can just put all your attention on him instead! ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

But, for now... All he can do is save up his money and hope that he can afford to 'be with you' one day, at least once. In his singular session with you, he'll make you fall in love with him!!

After that, you'll quit your work sooner rather than later, simply to be his devoted partner. ..・ヾ(。＞＜)シ

Flawless plan......

If you're just a darling who was a sex worker in the past, Kairos wouldn't mind that much. Does it bother him sometimes that other people got to see your body...? A little bit!! But that's only when he's feeling deeply insecure about himself. ｡･ﾟ(ﾟ><ﾟ)ﾟ･｡

On most days, it isn't really that serious to him... Because he has you now, and that's what matters most! You love him, and nobody else from your past.

All those people were just a means to an end... Meanwhile, he's your true love! (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)

With Luka… He’d basically make you quit your line of work immediately. >_<;;;;;;

It doesn't matter if you're a P-star or just a sex worker in general. When you’re with him, you’re not allowed to be with other people– he’ll be the one to provide and support you financially!

With being a P-star and all, though… There would be one exception: you can keep making videos, so long as it's only with him. He wouldn't mind showing the world just how good he can fuck you, so long as his face and name aren't posted on the internet with it. Only his body. (*^^*)♡

(Luka wouldn't really want to have his coworkers/boss to find out about it... It's just easier if he doesn't have to explain the situation to them.) ┐(シ)┌

Also, if your sex work is all in the past, Luka really doesn't care. You've been with other people before? You used to show off your body for money...?

Who cares?

You belong to him now. The past is irrelevant. ღ

[ssksscrapboard]

Made a royal Triclyde named Queen Zuberi! And her hybrid son Prince Ahmed!

[the-awakened-insomnis]

The Royal Zora Family That could fit in the picture

Wanted to do proper(?) height between them all. Mipha is 8ft, Layria is 6ft, and Link is a crippling 5'4ft, truly a short king.

Mipha & Link have had an unspoken intense relationship. But speaking it out would make it real, it was a risk. Both are very private people; their actions spoke in a way only they could understand. Secrets that only the wild could bear witness, songs only they could sing.

The approaching Calamity hung over Hyrule and its Champions like a heavy sick veil. The fear of losing everything made every waking day feel a march to their deaths.

Mipha had rushed to Links aid, together they fought in sync. Complimenting each other with grace and courage, it's the middle of the night by the time Mipha, Link and the wounded soldiers return to Zoras Domain. She asks him to come with her, wishing to speak with him, she's hiding something from him and Link is left confused.

They reach the biggest waterfall, it's nightfall and Farores winds gently pass by. The sky is glittered with stars and a full moon, this is perfect there is no way Mipha could mess this up. She steals herself, takes a breath, and utters a silent prayer for a piece of courage.

"Link, we've...we've known each other for the better part of lives. And every day I wake, I thank the spirits for all the time I spend with."

"While I was inside Vah Ruta, I had truly believed I would not survive." She pauses, taking a shaky breath before she continues. "But after the Calamity, I realized that I could not die with the weight that sits in my heart, my heart that you, and you alone hold Link."

She walks to him, revealing what she had been hiding from him. Her head is down looking at the armor she crafted. The hylian gasps, his eyes widening, ears perking upward, he knows what this is. His childhood was spent in Lanayru among the Zora, their customs are his own, but the shock still hits like an arrow.

"You know what this is, what I intend with this, but before you answer-"

"Yes."

There's a pause, Mipha lifts her head up to see an expression she'd never thought would be on Links' face. She lacks visible ears, but she knows what she heard. Yet she still can't believe it.

"...What?"

"I do." he says this with every ounce of confidence in his body. His words leaving no room for argument.

He walks forward, closing the small gap between them and gently cups her face, her scales smooth and beautiful under moons light. He strokes he thumbs across her cheeks. He smiles at her with such softness that she's only seen in their most passionate moments hidden away from the world.

"Do you think I would say no?" he asks with a hint of humor.

Miphas' cheeks burn and she knows Link can see and feel it. She huffs out her gills in disbelief.

"Will you at least grant me the right to ask you Link?" Golden meets bright blue, gods she could swim in his eyes for the rest of her days.

"Only if I get to brag that you asked me, especially to Revali." his smile grows wide at the idea of it all, he briefly lets his imagination run wild.

Mipha puffs out her cheeks, then deflates. She takes a knee and presents the armor as intended, as her mother did for her father.

"Link La-ref Ragnar, first of your name and first born of your family. My friend, my fellow Champion, my dearest and only love, will you grant me the honor of your hand, your heart, your soul, your spirit, and the right to call mine in the eyes of our people, our gods, in this life and in death? Where the only thing who could take you from me is your own two feet."

Link smiles, bright and contagious with tears ready to fall. He bends to Miphas' level, placing his hands atop the armor she made for him.

"Mipha De Bon, first of your name, first-born of your family and heiress to Lanayrus' throne and the Zora crown. I grant onto you, the right to call me yours in the eyes of our people and our gods in this life and in death. So long as you grant me the right to do the same, where the only being who could take you from me is your own two feet."

The tears finally fall and they embrace. Mipha, now overflooded with joy, picks Link up and spins him around, their joy and laughter aloud for all to hear. She stops eventually, the two look at each other, by the years end they will Husband and Wife. By the years end they will truly be each others' in the eyes of those who matter to them.

Link is eager to try on the armor and Mipha helps him into it. By the golden three he looks perfect in it, the blue she picked compliments his natural colors. Amidst her own thoughts, she pulled out of them by an assault of kisses by Link, he covers every surface of her face.

He stops only to breathe, his arms hooked around her neck whilst hers find their place around his waist. She pulls him close, foreheads touching, slowly leading him into a silent sway as she hums, he joins her.

They will share the joy at a later date, but for now, it is theirs to savor. This is their song to sing, with the symphony of the wilds dancing around them.

...

This is the story they tell their daughter the most. The story that ends with their song that carries her to sleep in her pool, only now it is joined by their creation.

Their Rantipole Princess, their little Layria. She will grow as all children do. But she will always be their song no matter how old she grows. The winds will carry it no matter how far she goes...