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kiraixi · 1 year

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Bad kitty, Billy!

nsfw : ao3

It was that time of year.

Steve was a responsible owner, honest! But sometimes Billy really got out of hand.

Especially in his heat.

Billy would be such a good kitty normally and Steve just learnt to deal with it, only a week of frantic behaviour compared to a year of bliss was something he could handle right?

Wrong.

For some reason this time Billy decided to take his frustration out on Steve. He was used to Billy holeling up somewhere in the house, the only indication of his presence from the ever depleting food stores, but now?

Billy was insistent, constantly rubbing against him ever after being shooed. Sticking his tail up in front of Steve’s nose and constantly yowling. He was really stumped on what to do.

Grabbing the kitty by the collar Steve tickles his chin, “Billy, do you want me to call another cat in?”

A vigorous shake from Billy followed by the most heartbroken blue eyes “Only want master…” He flicks his tail and flutters his eyes for effect.

That’s new. Sure it’s not uncommon to have a relation with your hybrid, but Billy’s never really indicated interest from Steve before.

Surprise colours his voice, “You’ve never asked before, sweetheart.” He reaches out, scratching behind the kitty’s ear.

And Billy just melts into his hand, ears perked slightly forward and purring like a motor.

He looks up through his lashes “Before was shy.”

“You were shy before, baby? Didn’t want Masters help?”

He whines desperately, rubbing his head up and down Steve’s arm.

“Don’t worry sweetheart, I’ve got you now.”

Steve and Billy have been companions since childhood. After finding him wounded behind their garage, he fought tooth and nail till his parents let him keep the hybrid. Steve’s always had a slight crush on the cream cat and only grew over the years.

He grips both Billy’s thighs pulling the blonde into his lap. Billy takes the liberty to grind down a little, making him groan.

Steve’s impatient, needs to feel Billy skin on skin now.

Grabbing at the other’s shirt he pulls it off to fondle at the exposed tits, gorgeous in all their tanned beauty. Lavishing many kisses and bites around his chest, Billy responds by nuzzling Steve’s neck and lapping at his ear making the area cold and sensitive to every pant and moan elicited from Billy.

“Steve”

He rocks harder up and down Steve’s thigh, hands gripping into his arms, claws tearing at his shirt. It turns painful so Steve takes both arms and interlocks them behind his neck with a– “Hands up here precious.”

Steve’s own wander down Billy’s bare torso caressing every crevice and divot, running up and down that practically slutty waist. Billy’s face is flushed red, small whines music to his ears compared to the earlier noises.

He reaches for the lube located between the seat and undoes his slacks. Stroking himself a few times to fullness and groupes at the full globes of Billy’s ass. So plush they must be a blessing from above. Slips one finger inside and pays close attention to the way Billy’s lashes clump together with unshed tears squirming for more..

“C’mon Stevie, I need-!”

And Steve can’t deny when his kitty begs so pretty. Lines himself up and maunvers Billy to lower onto his cock, the other letting out a relieved sigh once bottoming out.

“Are you satisfied kitten?” He puts a hand over Billy’s stomach feeling the small bump from his dick, he’s always been above average. Billy responds with pants and high pitched moans, gripping his neck hard.

“You ready love?”

Billy nods desperation clear on his face “Please, Steve!”

Goes sweet and soft once Steve thrusts upwards, drooling on his shoulder. Tail wrapping around his leg and arms tightening, clinging on for dear life.

They go many rounds until Steve can give no more and Billy is a ball of purring content above him. He strokes the kitten, cooing and kissing him over and over, repeating what a good boy he was for Master. Billy responds with a cute little smile and cuddles closer.

It’s a great afternoon spent together

#i forgot to post this 😭#billy hargrove #harringrove #bottom billy hargrove #steve harrington #lemon!#cat!billy #hybrid! au

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fandomfluffandfuck · 2 years

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I think about Buckitty almost more than I'm willing to admit

credit to @/unclelice from this post

Buuut, I do have A Thought about Buckitty that I am willing to share on this fine day:

And said thought is a not safe for work thought but it's also kinda cute-? So, be warned I guess? Anyway-

Imagine:

Bucky with wavy, messy but gorgeous chocolate brown hair curling around his sharp jawline, accentuating his pretty cleft chin, sharp cheekbones, and bright eyes. His hair is matched by the color of his soft, fluffy cat ears as they twitch lazily atop his head and his tail too; the very same color and softness- very fluffy.

His ears are moving, twitching but much more lazier than normal because he's still a lil sensitive and strung-out... meanwhile his tail is relaxed, almost dragging behind him.

Bucky's also all flushed and wobbly legged, stumbling from Steve and his bedroom out to the kitchen. One of his hands trails along the hallway wall, as if he needs the support or needs to be led out of their bedroom. If he weren't walking so slow, the bell on his collar would be jingling loudly with the way he's wobbling on unsteady legs. As is... it's just a soft sound. The bell's jingling barely audible above the sound of his panting breaths. His hair is even more messy than normal today, messed up from his own fingers but also his master's- running through it, tugging on it, tangling it. His eyes - pupils more cat shaped than human but their illustrious color all the same - are glazed and unfocused. His muscles are trembling, smoothed over by skin that's still marked with the bite of teeth, the pads of fingers, bruised in, the rakings of fingernails, and not visible but felt are the plush press of lips too. Kisses previously layered over his skin.

And like this, poor Bucky could not answer a single damn question if asked. Not even the simplest one on planet Earth. So exhausted from a week of sex for what seems like every hour of the day.

His heat.

He's just out of his heat, worked through it- made to sweat it out by his master. Who is proclaimed on his collar, his name engraved on the tag that hangs next to his bell.

Bucky Barnes. If Lost Please Return To Steve Rogers. ###-###-####

But, yes, now at the end of his heat, their apartment is silent in the wake of moans, mewls, groans, yowls, and screams (all out of extensive pleasure) that occupied it earlier, yet Bucky's hyper-sensitive ears still ring. He still trembles. His heart still thunders. His body remembers, so, so wonderfully sore with use.

Bucky is walking on his own two feet, venturing out from Steve's protective, soothing embrace in order to get himself some water (there's none left in any of the reusable bottles stocked in their bedrooms mini fridge) and to allow Steve to have space to do the hard work of cleaning up their mess.

Padding into the kitchen, still floating on sparkling, pink, and gold air, Bucky is wearing Steve's shirt that's more a dress on him than a top. The neck of the faded shirt has been stretched wide, exposing his décolletage while covering his arms from the shoulder to a little ways below his elbow. Fabric covers his torso from under his collarbone all the way down to his mid-thigh, thin and light but reeking of his master's handsome scent after years of wear. The rest of his legs are exposed though. Only in Master's shirt. And leftover slick and milky-white cum run in wet, glistening rivers down his inner thighs from his pink, puffy entrance. Now, his tail is more lively, twitching to get out of the way of the mess of lust still on his skin as it runs but he is still moving through syrup. If Bucky were not satisfied fully - worn down, in fact - by heat, Bucky would crawl back to his master and mewl. Plead. And beg to be taken again. He is so messy and dirty and-

So depraved.

Not that he can help it. It is in his nature when in season. To need, to ache, to mewl and submit his everything over to his master. A pretty toy. Designer. Meant to be used for his master's fantasy. And how lucky is he to be kept, a prized pet, by a master that needs a kitty just as bad as his kitty needs him-? Unbearably lucky. Bucky needs his master to tell him he's good, so good, such a good kitty, and take the hurt away as it burns through him like a deadly fever. He needs it so bad.

Though, if Bucky were not immediately post-heat and consumed with the thought of staying upright so he can carry out his master's orders... he would see how he is temptation personified. He would know and would use it to his advantage. An innocent kitten, yes, but also a cougar. Prowling to make himself even more into lust itself wrapped up in a walking, breathing form with the power to turn any saint to sinner just with the shaky sway of his bruised hips, clumsy after spending the past week off his feet, being filled so thoroughly just like his instincts howl and claw for.

He is wrapped around his master's finger and, yes, his master is wrapped around his finger as well.

But anyway-

He gets himself into the kitchen on two feet, not crawling, and not collapsing. Fueled by his master's gentle but firm words- orders for him to get some water and maybe a snack, if he can. Bucky does get water. Not a snack. And he drinks; filling a glass with water from the tap and then tipping his head back to drink, relishing in how it pulls the well-worn pink leather of his collar. Nearly choking as he shivers, Bucky soaks in how submission still hovers around him, just waiting for the right moment to cling back on and drag him down to the lovely, deep, and pleasurable depths of heat-and-dom-made subspace.

One glass down, Bucky wipes his red, wet lips with the back of his hand. His plush, swollen lips press into his hand and sharp canines at the same time, setting off a strange ache in his mouth. Not a need per-say. He's too exhausted to need to have his oral fixation met but... it'd be good if Master would help. Master... Steve... his fingers maybe, Bucky thinks faintly, swooning. Whimpering despite himself and sliding from his feet down to his tender backside (landing with a precious little gasp) to sip his second glass of water from the floor, back pressed to the kitchen cabinets. The chill of the cabinets is welcome after a week of constant sweating and panting and burning from the inside out, his hunger gnawing on his insides.

Yet, soon enough - before he's even finished the second glass - Steve comes after him.

Master has his leash (also pink leather with rose gold metal hardware, matching his collar) wrapped around his fist loosely. Casually. So casual that he is shirtless with sweats. Just sweats. Gray and thin. Bucky looks, his eyes get stuck, and he inhales sharply on instinct as he viscerally remembers that thing making room for itself inside him, over and over again, just an hour ago or so. Every hour for the past week straight. Maybe more... okay, especially more than just hourly at the beginning of his heat.

Master is smirking at him.

Bucky drags his tongue, then his sharp canines over his lower lip, mouth dry. His ears twitch. The sound of his own head hitting the cabinet behind him surprises him. He's boneless, struck dumb by the feast for his eyes that is his Master.

"Tsk tsk tsk, kitty, don't hurt that pretty head a' yours-" Master drawls, shaking his own head playfully.

Master then crouches in front of him after gathering... something from the fridge and higher cabinets. When he turns around, gathering whatever it is, Bucky spies the claw marks down his back. Red. Lengthy. Made from passion; in the heat of the moment. At one point they would've concerned Bucky, but today, it makes his insides squirm happily, already mush and content to stay that way. Melted down.

Especially content when Master sits on the floor with him. Right in front of him to feed him raspberries and cashews and milk-chocolate chips from his palm. Alternating with the yummy snacks and water. All of it glides down Bucky's throat. He is so happy to eat from Steve's hand that he cannot help but vibrate with warmth. Purring.

Meanwhile, Steve can't help but admire how unbelievably adorable, flushed and wobbly, his kitten is post-orgasm, post-heat just trying to keep it together but not really being able to... he loves how soft and helpless he lets himself be like this. He really, really likes how much Bucky needs him. How much Bucky, his kitten, trusts him.

Steve drags a hand through his wildly messy hair. Chuckling pleasantly at how his kitten presses up into his hand, chewing to replenish some of all the calories he's lost and purring to have an expulsion of all the joy he's feeling since there's too much of it to keep it inside him.

#fandomfluffandfuck #buckitty #bucky barnes #steve rogers #stucky #stevebucky #cat bucky #kitty bucky #aftercare #slight omegaverse vibes #as well as cat hybrid bucky lol

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willywormsworld · 2 years

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cat billy and steve once again. what's my obsession with cat bilky you ask? I dunno why don't you mind ur own business 😤😡

#billy hargrove #cat billy hargrove #steve harrington #harringrove #human steve harrington #idk why i felt the need to tag that but anyways-#shifter billy hargrove #cat hybrid billy hargrove #possibly?#i dunno #might make him a shifer might not

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buckysgrace · 1 year

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No one told me Sweet Tooth would be this good but so sad and now I’m crying so thanks

#but also…. thinking about what kinda hybrid Billy would be #some type of cat for sure #I think Steve as a deer cuz his big brown eyes omg

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collectivecloseness · 3 months

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okay but like Kurt kunkle catboy you said? 👀👀

If you send in any catboy!Kurt ideas I will very happily get talking about them and you have my word on that hahaha

#but pls feel free to send me any catboy Kurt ideas you wanna talk abt id love to!#or any character hybrid ig haha (eg cat hybrid Robin puppy Eddie wolf Steve bunny Nancy etc) <3 #hybrid au #<in case it’s not your thing #I do have a cat!Robin post in my mlist if that’s your thing too #anon #ask #cc chats #kurt kunkle #spree 2020

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yandereaffections · 1 year

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Marvel Masterlist

looking for spiderman/peter parker? He has his own Masterlist ❤

Steve Rogers

Delusional Steve

Pregnant S/o

Single Parent S/o

Headcannons

Tony Stark vs Steve Rogers

Bucky Barnes vs Steve Rogers

Touchy with friends S/o

How Steve spoils S/o

Amnesiac S/o

Nuclear Apocalypse

Killer Steve

Werewolf Steve

Avenger S/o

Rebellious S/o

Steve finding S/o after running away with another man

Hearing S/o sing

S/os friend helping them Escape

Trying to break up with him

S/o goes missing

Steve protecting Villain S/o

Famous S/o

Delusional 50s Fantasy

Clinging onto S/o who doesn’t like being touched

Hospitalized S/o

S/o Framed into Execution

Living in the 40s with S/o

S/o who can die from pregnancy

Bucky/Steve sharing S/o

S/o who is already dating

Insecure S/o

Professor Steve dating College student S/o

necromancer S/o

Haunted House w/ Steve and Bucky

Werewolf Vampire Hybrid Steve

Alien S/o hiding parts of themselves

Ghost Steve communicating through Ouija Board

Figuring out S/os a Lizard human hybrid

S/o suffering from constant headaches

Someone attempting to drug S/o

Model S/o

At a BLM Protest

House spouse S/o

Easily scared S/o who loves horror movies

Doing his makeup when hes asleep

Platonic relationship with his daughter

S/o spending more time with bucky and sam

Magical girl hero S/o

S/o being on team Iron man during civil war

Bucky Barnes

Headcannons

Winning you over

Bucky Barnes vs Natasha Romanoff

S/o that loves their Stalker

Bucky Barnes vs Steve Rogers

Winter Solider Falling for a Civilian

Gore + Torture TW

Hunted Down

Trick or Treating w/ Bucky

Perusing Dating after Hydra

S/o who is affectionate towards friends

Bucky as a Parent

Prioritizing your child over him

Bucky being in college while S/os still in HS

Bucky w/ Daughter, platonic

S/o w/ cystic fibrosis

S/o who is scared of Bucky

Shoving Buckys head into your chest when angry

King Bucky

Soulmate AU

Crush with a shit boyfriend

S/o that loves pampering Bucky

Running away cause Someone broke in

Running away to the Police

Steve/Bucky sharing S/o

Recently freed Bucky taking refuge with you

Cuddlebug S/o

Pro baker S/o

kpop fan Dancer S/o

Halloween Date

Yandere Letter

Haunted House w/ Steve and Bucky

Shy S/o

Werewolf S/o

Witch S/o accidentally turning herself into a cat

Oblivious S/o

Darlings scared of bugs

Petite S/o

Artistic s/o

Getting a handmade blanket from S/o

S/o insecure about their high pitched voice

S/o whos always tired

Treating his wounds

Torture

Touch starved S/o that doesnt know how to show affection

S/o drools in their sleep

Air head S/o

Darling who enjoys being taken care of

S/o whos kidnapped by random people

Fluff Headcannons

“it feels like home when im with you”

S/o who was verbally abused as a kid, made to believe youll never be loved

Darling who has shit friends

Hydra S/o who tries to brainwash him again

S/o who jokes around when nervous

S/o that likes to be carried by his metal arm

S/o with a regular prosthetic arm

S/o got injured trying to escape

General protective HC

Stephen Strange

Using his powers to get his S/o

Chasing S/o down

Insecure S/o

Single Parent S/o

Apprentice S/o

Jealous of his Cloak

Using his powers on his Dead S/o

Kidnapping S/o

Yandere Cloak

“Be good for me this time. I don’t want to see you cry again.”

Jealous

Patient S/o

Tony Stark vs Stephen Strange

Taking their S/o away from their abusive family

S/o with a flat chest

Red string of fate AU

S/o with PTSD

Oblivious S/o

Apprentice S/o getting hurt

Poly Naga Stephen + Tony

Cannibal S/o

Accident Prone S/o

Comforting Anxious S/o

Watching S/o sleep

S/o getting hurt during a city attack

Healer S/o distrusting him cause they think hes using them

S/o favoring his cape as a coping mechanism

Asexual S/o

Darling with narcolepsy and chronic pain

S/o is as good and talented as him

Sneaking out only to come back with puppies

S/o who has bad anxiety attacks

Using his cape to find S/o who sleeps in odd places

Chaotic s/o

Quiet s/o playing ACNH

S/os first time seeing snow

S/o whose ok with being kidnapped as long as they can go to amusement parks

Kidnapped S/o keeps passing out due to fear

S/o wanting to dance in the rain

S/o has the power to teleport

Demon S/o

Thor Odison

Headcannons

NS FW headcannons

Loki vs Thor

Loki vs Thor Preference

Stronger than Thor thinks S/o

Teaching Thor about Halloween

Finding Puppies

Loki Odison

Headcannons

Loki vs Thor

Loki vs Thor Preference

S/o in arranged marriage

Using a Love Potion on his S/o

Naga Loki

Affectionate S/o

Teasing his S/o

Valentines Day

S/o who can sing

Insecure S/o who keeps rejecting him

S/os Suicide TW

Brutally taking his Soul mate

Supportive S/o

Harassed S/o

Possessive S/o

Liking his Hair touched by S/o

Halloween Date

Someone cat calling his Darling

Drunk S/o

Asexual s/o

S/o whos best friends with Tony

Depressed S/o

Magica girl S/o

Vampire loki hunting down a s/o whos having fun with it

Platonic yandere HC

T’Challa

Headcannons

T’challa Vs Erik

S/o getting Married to someone else after he gets Snapped

Tony Stark

Headcannons

“I sent you more gifts! do you like them?!

NS FW headcannons

Sugar Daddy

S/o getting attention to the constant attention he attracts

Tony Stark vs Steve Rogers

Cold in Public yet Cuddly in Private

Pushover S/o

Tsundere S/o

Jealous of the amount of attention Steves giving S/o

The Purge

Plus size Lingerie model S/o

“How else would they know you belonged to me?”

“its like you were made for me”

S/o who doesnt mind his Yandere tendencies

Jealous Tony

Finding a kitten

Shy/Book-wormy S/o

Valentines Day

Stephen Strange vs Tony Stark

S/os first relationship

Nerdy S/o

Poor yet incredibly Sweet S/o

S/o not wanting anything to do with Tony

Touchy S/o Hiding behind him

Zombie Apocalypse

Sugar Daddy to a Male College student S/o

Single Parent S/o

Learning S/o has Terminal Heart Cancer

S/o with a Prosthetic Leg

Cute S/o that listens to Death Metal

Drawing Tony in a maid outfit

Blind S/o

Vampire S/o

S/o who shuts down after kidnapping

Yandere S/o protecting their Love interest

Punishing S/o who tried to escape

Artist S/o

S/o who can see ghosts

Suicidal S/o TW

“Hey demons its ya boy”

Making Halloween costumes

Poly Naga Stephen+Tony

Tonys Type

Hunted Down

S/o having a delayed reaction to being Kidnapped

Injured S/o

S/o being hit on by Quentin Beck

Cyber stalking

S/os in the military

Crush thinking his Flirts are only jokes

Losing S/o to the Snap

Comforting S/o after a bad day

Strong Kick ass S/o

Not knowing S/o immortal, watching them get stabbed

S/o loving DIY stuff

Finding out S/o been begging to Jarvis to help them escape

S/o secretly making robo stuff

S/o having inhuman strength

terrorist S/o

S/o calling ptsd “spicy nostalgia”

Tonys s/o phasing through security after being kidnapped

Life Threatening Situation

Male S/o is a single parent

Modest S/o wont let him spoil them

S/o in a depressive episode

What kind of gifts does he buy his darling

How he shows affection

dealing with competing suitors

Proposal HC

Vampire Tony Hunted down

Incubus Tony

Assassin S/o

Natasha Romanoff

Headcannons

Dealing with competition

Wanda vs Natasha

Bucky vs Natasha

S/o whos not into girls

Hunted Down

S/o Disobeying

Avenger S/o

Choosing S/os Clothes

Shy s/o

Wanda Maximoff

Wanda vs Natasha

Headcannons

Bisexual S/o

Vampire Wanda

ADHD & Autistic S/o

Okoye

Headcannons

S/o who runs away

Nick Fury

Headcannons

Shy and Quiet S/o

Bruce Banner

Being able to control his emotions

Headcannons

Hela Odison

Headcannons

Carol Danvers-

headcannons

Powerful S/o

Single parent s/o

Oblivious S/o

Oblivious S/o is getting flirted with

Vision

Hunted down

Doc Oc

Parental/Platonic HC

Steve Rodgers

NS FW HC

Cockwarming

Vocal Steve

Turned on during a mission

College Virgin S/o slightly

Breeding HC

Femdom

Bucky Barnes

Stealing S/os underwear

Another Underwear Stealing

NS FW alphabet

NS FW Headcannons

Sexually frustrated Bucky

Getting Caught

Dominate Bucky

Sitting on his face

Stephen Strange

NS FW headcannons

Thor

Werewolf Thors Heat

Loki

NS FW headcannons

NS FW alphabet

Orgasm denial + Aphrodisiac

Tony Stark

NS FW Alphabet

S/o has a high Sex Drive

S/os First Time

Corruption

NON-CON Bdsm TW

Submissive tony

Natasha

“You’re such a pretty little thing tied up like that”

NS FW headcannons

Wanda

NS FW headcannons

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arachine · 2 years

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– 𝐟𝐢𝐱𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

+ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: steve harrington x hybrid! fem! reader

+ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: mature

+ 𝐜𝐰: dark content, hybrid!reader, reader w/ oral fixation, oral sex (m receiving), very tame face fucking, mentions of gagging & choking, female masturbation, cum swallowing, dacryphilia (kinda), biting, bunting (basically when cats mark you with their scent), explicit language, a little angsty but i swear i didn’t mean to !!

+ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: this was a request for kitty!reader having an oral fixation and how’d they prevent it but i got carried away and did my own thing…sorry (not really) + everyone pls thank my sweet baby angel @cocoamoonmalfoy for beta’ing this for me !! this shit was hot garbage before lol :3

+ 𝐰𝐜: 3.5k

+ 𝐝𝐭: my lovelies @snowflakeicicles @ringpop-poppy

trying to control your oral fixation was probably the most difficult thing they ever had to endure in their lives—apart from, you know, saving the world from man-eating monsters, battling evil scientists, and fighting crazy russians—but they still somehow managed to lessen the severity of it.

at first, when it was really bad, you’d nip at almost everything. clothes, shoes, the legs of a table, hands—fingers, especially fingers. those were your favorite to play with. it had gotten to the point where their hands would be absolutely littered in cuts and scratches, and it had become quite troublesome having to explain to their parents how they had gotten them.

so, that’s when they took it upon themselves to invest in some toys. they tried feathers, stuffed animals, fake mice, lasers, balls of yarn—but nothing seemed to ever work. eventually, they’d settle on just indulging you, coming up with more lies, more excuses, more nonsense to silence their parents’ ever-growing curiosity.

“you’re trouble, you know that?” mike scolds, running his fingers over your silky coat. you merely purr in response, the tip of your tail swaying side to side as you continue to suck, bite, and rough up his digits.

“thank god it’s steve’s turn tonight,” he throws his head back against the couch, “because i don’t think my hands can take anymore of this torture.”

“yeah, my mom thinks i’m getting into fights,” dustin pipes, “i mean come on, look at this face. does this look like the kinda face to be getting into fights?”

that’s right, it was steve’s turn today. your favorite chew toy, how could you forget? your mind wanders back to the last time you stayed at his house. how you’d played, slept, cuddled—kissed…and how he’d let you nip and suck on other places, too. just thinking about it was enough to trigger your human form, skin and flesh appearing in mike’s lap.

“mike, mike, when will steve be here!?” you beam, pouncing on his chest. unintentionally, you pierces him with the tip of your claws, the excitement of seeing steve rendering your brain to complete and utter mush.

“jesus, you just poked me,” the boy rubs his chest, “and why are you so excited to see him anyway?” there’s a beat. silence. it was a simple question, actually. could be answered with a ‘no reason’ or a ‘just excited ’s all’—but you choke, and mike finds this strange. odd. he takes notice of the way you avoid meeting his eyes, a tell-tale sign that you were hiding something, but before he can ask about it, heavy feet make their way down the stairs.

“hey, guys.” everyone averts their attention to where the voice is coming from, a chorus of tepid ‘hey’s filling the room.

there it was, that familiar scent. the one that belonged to…

“steve!” you leap from mike’s lap to embrace the brunet, wrapping the length of your legs around his torso. his hands settle on the curve of your lower back, and he smooths over the area soothingly, a soft expression gracing his face.

“ready to go?” you nod enthusiastically, ears shooting up with a quick flutter.

“alright, you know the drill,” steve points to his backpack, gesturing for you to transform and slip inside.

the drive to steve’s is quiet. and it’s even quieter as the two of you trek and traverse through the house and up the stairs to his room. the only time there’s anything but silence is when steve utters a ‘watch your step’, followed by the eerie sound of the wooden floorboards creaking and cracking under weight.

“just us?” you query, falling into step behind him as you enter his bedroom. the door creates a faint draft, and immediately, your nose is flooded with his scent—it’s strong, intense, pleasant. you can smell him everywhere.

“yeahhh, just us.”

nobody’s home, just like all the other times. you never really poked or prodded, but kind of gathered that this wasn’t unusual for him growing up. coming to his house was always a drastic change in environment, it was just so much different than all the others—which was probably because they were kids, and had siblings of their own, and parents who liked them. silence and tranquility was not something they had the privilege of knowing.

steve didn’t mind it, though. actually, he preferred it. with his dad frequently away for work, and his mother accompanying him, it more often than not, left him with an empty house—an empty house that provided him ample opportunity to do whatever the hell he wanted…which sometimes allowed for drinking, throwing parties, and well, bringing home girls. but more specifically, bringing home you.

“blew out the main light, so it’s a little dark in here, sorry about that,” his fingers point up. he ambles over to his desk to turn on the lamp sitting atop it. it’s tiny and only illuminates a portion of the room, but it’s enough to just barely make out the wanes and curves of his face.

your eyes follow him intently as he moves from one corner of the room to another, a piece of his uniform falling to the floor with every step, creating a trail towards his dresser. he’d always changed in front of you, never thought anything about it. and you never thought anything about it either—that is, until recently.

steve had always been just steve. the one who doted on you, the one who tended to your wounds, the one who dedicated almost (if not all) of his time to ensure that you were well and taken care of. but now? now it was different, and you couldn’t quite articulate why.

bare skin was just skin, and limbs were just limbs, but the sight of steve’s chest and abdomen perfectly outlined by the golden dim of the light, was making your stomach all knotted up. it felt like the feeling you got when you played with the others; when you laughed, and cuddled, and kissed them—but it was more intense, scary. in the way that you’d hoped he only ever did this with you—and no one else.

“what is it?” he raises a suspicious brow. you don’t answer. instead, you let your feet trudge across the carpeted floor until you stand in front of him, until you’re so close, he can feel the heat of your breath fan his face.

you stand there, studying him, trailing your claws lightly over the places his abs concave and dip. he doesn’t know what you’re doing at first, just gazes down to where you stand before him, a look of perplexity etched into the crinkles between his brows.

your hand wanders lower, and the boy releases a deep exhale through his nose. you can hear the pace of his heart quicken as you run your fingers through the trail of hair that starts at his navel and disappears under his briefs. experimentally, you ghost your hand over the bulge in his underwear, looking up to him with inquisitive eyes before placing a firm palm on his front.

he swallows thickly this time, holds the spit in the cavity of his throat, and it burns as it trickles down. you had not the slightest clue what you did to him—the effect you had on people. he wonders if you think this is a game, if the things you do when you’re alone are fully of your own volition—if you actually feel the way he does. and you have to, right? a part of him wants to believe it, that your heart beats for him the way his does for you.

“stevie…” his heart squeezes, and his eyes soften. god, you were the very incarnation of calamity, the thing that started wars and killed many a men.

“yeah?” his voice is breathy, wanting. his eyes flicker across the expanse of your face, stopping briefly to glance down at your lips, then back up to your eyes.

letting your impatience guide you, you pull him down by the shoulders and kiss him. it’s unrhythmic, inexperienced, and wet but he doesn’t pull away. instead, he melts into it. lets you explore his mouth, and peck at the plush of his lips. lets you taste him with your tongue, and run your teeth over the crevice of his neck, watching with bated breath as you go down, down, down…

“slow down there, kitty,” steve jests, “what’s the rush?”

what’s the rush? doesn’t he know that you waited all day for him? to play with him, touch him—taste him? to see him twitch and writhe as you work him with your hands, tongue, and mouth? to hear him call you a good girl—his pretty girl?

“been waiting for you all day, stevie,” you confess, rubbing your cheek against his crotch. it’s so warm, you can practically feel the heat seeping through the fabric of his briefs, and the groan that emits from his throat makes your ears flutter. you wanna hear it again, and again, and...

“all day, hm?”

“all day, everyday. you’re all i think about,” your hands find the elastic of his briefs, “my favorite chew toy.”

steve scoffs at this, because of fucking course. how could he ever be so stupid to believe that you felt the same way he did? he has half a mind to pull you off of him and let all of this, whatever this was, end here. but the other half wants to continue, wants to see the tears stream from your eyes and coalesce at the base of your chin because he’s too big—too much. he wants to be selfish, wants to hear the sounds you make when you choke and gag around the thickness of his cock, feelings be damned.

“figured as much…hey, we should—you should stop,” his hand reaches to push you away but your tail wraps around his wrist, halting his movements.

“no!” a beat. a transient silence that feels almost deafening, just eyes staring back into eyes, hearts thumping unruly. he’s taken aback by your outburst, doesn’t seem to catch the glass-like droplet ribboning down the fat of your cheek.

your eyes depart from his face and fix themselves on the floor, ears following not too far behind with a sad flop. he only picks up on your dejection when you open your mouth to speak and the words come out in a tremble.

“’s not like that…you…you’re different. this is different,” you confess, “you make my stomach feel fuzzy and my head all dizzy! ’s not like that with the others…” the brunet doesn’t know what to say; actually, he does, he’d been fantasizing about this day for as long as he could remember, but the words leave him the second you tilt your head up jut those pretty little lips. he wants to kiss the pout off of you.

“really?”

“mhm, you’re special t’me, stevie. i wanna show you.” your fingers hook under the elastic of his underwear, and you pull it down teasingly, eyeing him as you take the flesh into your hand. “can i…?”

“fuck, yeah, yeah. ’s all yours.”

with a purr, you lean forward and leave a soft kiss on the tip of his cock, flicking your tongue over the spot before taking him into the heat of your mouth. you love this, you think. love seeing the expressions you can pull from him, love seeing how pliant he becomes in the palm of your hand, and the honey sweet praises he mutters only for you. it makes you feel useful, to be able to make him feel good, and take care of him like all the countless times he’s taken care of you.

you’d been waiting to hear these sounds all week, the sharp intakes of breath, the heavy breathing, the drawn groans and expletives. so much so, that you’d find your hands wandering down into your pajama shorts many a nights, thoughts of the boy before you, and how it’d feel for his hands, mouth, fingers to be on you—and how it’d feel for his fingers to stuff your little cunt full.

yeah, you’d spent many nights like that in the dark of mike’s basement, sweaty and fucked out as you brought yourself to climax over, and over, and over. the thought alone had your panties sodden with slick, and you could feel it begin to pool and settle. you were so unbearably wet, so touch-starved, you needed to feel some sort of relief. and right now, your hand was the closest thing to provide that.

steve watches with wide eyes as your fingers dip down the waistband of your skirt, and into the confines of your panties. the tips of your digits roll the nub of flesh first, then gather at your core before sheathing themselves inside. a series of moans vacate your throat and vibrate around him, coaxing him to press a firm hand to the back of your head. teasingly, you do it again, humming beguilingly to get him to replicate the reaction.

“shit,” he drawls, placing emphasis on the ’t’, “feels so good, kitty.” your tail wiggles in response to the honest adulation, and so, you take him deeper, using the back of his thighs to force yourself down.

he’s big. thick. and the stretch that comes along with taking him in your mouth is always a plaguing reminder. but you don’t mind it too much, you like when he’s all deep down there, and you can feel the tip of him hot and heavy in the back of your throat. it always makes you gag, and choke, and sometimes your eyes get too cloudy with tears to the point you can’t see, but it’s worth it. it’s worth it because every time, without fail, he calls you—

“good girl.” that. he calls you that. his ‘good girl’, not ‘kitty’ or ‘good kitty’—but girl. makes you feel all high and mighty, like you’re one of the others, like he sees you as something else other than just a hybrid that he’s been saddled with the burden of caring for. you know he loves you, at least you think he does. he hasn’t right out said it, but judging by his disposition earlier, you couldn’t be too far off.

you keep your nose pressed into the skin of his pelvis until you physically can’t, pulling off of him with a loud pop. your cheek is wet with tears, and your chin is slick with spit, the two coalescing at the apex into a sticky mess.

the sight makes him twitch in your hand, because this is what he’s been thinking about all day. this was his selfish wish, to see you below him with this expression. eyes all doe-eyed and desperate, hands still working yourself to orgasm. he can’t help but to reach out and rub the callused pad of his thumb over your parting lips, pressing the salty digit flat against your tongue, and retreating it in the same breath to hook it around your cheek. he adores you.

“i lo—“ a pause, hesitance. your ears perk up. “you’re so pretty, y'know that?”

oh. you feel like a dagger dipped in poison just punctured your heart and cut it into smithereens. it hurts, terribly so, but you brush the disappointment off of your face before he can notice and reacquaint yourself with his cock, stroking the length of him languidly, then increasing your pace, going back and forth between the two speeds.

even if he doesn’t say it, those three silly words, the ones you so desperately want him to say—to you and no one else—you think you’ll be fine. all you care about in the moment is making him feel good, making sure that your spot as his girl, his good girl, is solidified and impenetrable. that when another girl goes down on him, they taste you. smell you.

“wanna taste you, mmf. gimme something, stevie.” your eyes flicker up to his, hand still pumping slowly inside your kitten cunt, jaw slack and waiting. fuck, you were so unbelievable. such a sweet little thing, but if he didn’t know any better, he’d think you were one of those high school sluts he brought in and out of here during his ‘king of hawkins’ phase.

“jesus, lemme use ya,” he hisses, hands already coming down to rest on the sides of your head. “can i?” you nod your head, relaxing the column of your throat so that he can slip in and out with ease. the first thrust is experimental, slow. like he’s testing the waters. then, he does it again, pulls all the way out until only the mushroomy head of his cock is sheathed inside.

all you can do is kneel there, breathe in and out through your nose while he builds up a steady rhythm. he decides now that he’s never gonna fuck another girl after you. because how could he? you were his, mouth molded only for him. heart beating only for him.

nothing or nobody could ever compare after you, and he wishes he could boast to the world about how good you are for him, and how much he loves you, but he could never do that, not without consequences. he wants to keep you all to himself, away from evil, and anyone who’d ever inflict harm onto you.

a string of profanities leave his lips. he’s close, and you can tell by the way he begins to fuck into your face with unparalleled ferocity. to guide him there, you begin to hollow your cheeks and narrow your throat, using a single hand to massage and pet his balls.

yeah, he was gonna cum, could practically feel the white hot liquid traveling up from his balls and to his shaft. he can feel you start to get antsy, and when you start to scratch and claw at his thighs for air, that does it for him. with a final, lazy thrust, he releases the entirety of his load down your throat, keeping you pressed down on him until he’s sure every last drop has been emptied into your mouth.

you push off of him so that you can swallow it down properly. it’s thick, and much warmer than what you can remember from last time, but swallow it. and when you do, a proud, cheshire grin creeps onto your face. before you stand up, you kiss the inside of his thigh, then bite down onto it, leaving a mark. a reminder.

“i love you.” steve’s mouth moves on its own accord. and at first, he’s not even sure if he said it, but then he sees your little ears flutter, signaling that you did, in fact, hear his untimely confession of love. panic starts to set in, but then you rise from your knees and pounce on him, the two of you stumbling back into his unmade bed.

“say it again, stevie,” the pupils of your eyes widen into saucers, tail swaying side to side as you hold your breath in pure, unfettered anticipation.

“i love you, kitty. and not in that way.” he starts, choosing his words carefully, “…in the way that nance and jonathan love each other, and hopper and joyce. understand?”

your lips part to speak, to reciprocate his feelings, but your excitement is so uncontrollable that you end up biting down into his shoulder. the boy soothes the affliction and mouths an ow before breaking into a fit of laughter.

“not sure what to make of that, is it something good?” steve smirks coyly.

“yeah, ’s good,” your head finds solace in the barrow of his neck. “i…i love you, too. always have. meant it when i said you’re special to me, stevie.”

for a brief second, time seems to stand still, and the only way steve knows how to respond is with a kiss. a slow, passionate, sweet kiss that he pours the pining, desperation and patience of two years into, just hoping that you receive the message.

and you do. loud and clear. you rub the skin of your neck against his, and you do it until every last pore on body is touched by your scent. until you can’t smell him from you, and you from him.

“what’re you doing,” he chuckles, encasing you into a bear hug.

“’s nothing, don’t worry about it!” you lie, but he knows. you left your mark. he was yours, and you were his.

#steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x reader smut #steve harrington smut #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x you smut #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington x y/n smut #steve harrington x black reader #steve harrington x black reader smut #stranger things x reader #stranger things x reader smut #stranger things smut #dark.content

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lilacevans · 8 months

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posting this snippet in hopes of maybe some screams so i have some motivation to finish it and then maybe get back into writing and making gifs and being active and all that jazz

🐺🐇 hybrid!steve x vampire!reader

You were laid under a tree, your back flush against Steve’s chest with a cream rose-printed blanket underneath you both. The sun streaked through the dancing leaves above you, the shadows joined in their tango as the snowdrops and daffodils swayed to their rhythm. You plucked daisies from an old wicker basket and threaded them into a chain as Steve read softly from one of his old books, the raspy tone of his voice mixed with the music that played quietly from your little white speaker.

You leaned your head back against Steve’s shoulder, your eyes falling shut as you soaked up the heat and sun streaks before grinning to yourself as you quickly pinched his inner thigh, slung the daisy chain into the basket and scrambled to your feet while giggling at his confused protest. You kicked dirt and leaves onto the blanket as you sprung into a sprint and made your way into the woodland.

‘’Yeah, you better run, little rabbit,’’ Steve called out after you as the swings snapped and leaves crunched under your quickened pace. ‘’You’re gonna regret it when I catch you!’’

‘’No cheating, Mr Wolf,’’ You sassily shouted back to him, melodic giggles were left in the wind as you continued your sprint.

Your game of cat and mouse ensued; or was it a game of wolf and rabbit?

#lila writes #steve rogers #kills & kisses verse #lila’s vamp au ideas #kills & kisses #steve rogers imagine #hybrid!steve rogers #steve rogers smut #chris evans #cevans

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ddejavvu · 1 year

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ok this is a little different bc it’s cat! Or pup! Hybrids steddie and baby!reader but maybe u live with ur grandparents, and they ended up taking care of u at the same time they took in hybrid steddie!!!!! and at first they were a little wary of u and ur little bald head, like, they couldn’t even play with u how they do with grammie and pops! what can you do other than the occasional whine/cry in the middle of the night and for food?????

and then one day you’re sat in ur little rocking chair or smthn, drinking ur milk infront of the tv, and cat!steve lingers around the sofa behind u, almost sussing you out bc ur so calm and sleepy watching ur toons and having ur bottle, and he takes a sneaky sniff at ur head (like he’s seen Grammy do) and he’s just like “ohhhh baby?? this is a baby! my baby?” and that’s when he rubs his chin on ur head - scenting this chubby little thing. and eddie just looks at him like “what. are you doing?” but then it eventually turns into eddie sneaking into ur room in the mornings and sitting outside ur crib until u stir awake and stand up in ur little sleeping pouch, all smiley and sleep ridden, sweaty and ur little strands of hair poking out everywhere just waiting to be fed and have ur breakfast!! Grammy has to teach em how to pick u up and hold u properly but in essence, Steve and Eddie get so taken with u and it’s adorable cus they don’t mind u gripping their hair or ears, and when u start getting a little hyper (too hyper for Grammy and pops to properly play for long) they’ll HAPPILY indulge ur baby giggles and teach u how to roll over

this sounds a bit weird reading it through but I couldn’t help but think abt it ever since seeing this and it’s just so cute :,)

just a note bc of your little paragraph at the end: i don't just write romantic/sexual stuff! i'm totally open and happy to write platonic stuff, including kid fics like this, i really really love reading that kind of thing for my faves so you're always welcome to request it and it won't be weird :')

platonic kid fic (reader is like a younger sister) under cut just in case it's not your thing!!

AW YES your grandparents are always soooo gentle with you and it seems sooo boring to them, dog hybrid!eddie needs to run around and get his energy out and cat hybrid!steve is very worried about accidentally scratching you with his long nails. they just sort of steer clear from you, but one day steve's feeling extra sleepy and you look strangely quiet/cozy, so he creeps up on u and gets a read on you. diagnosis: baby. he's not used to babies, he's never been around them before, but it's some instinct in him to be soft and sweet and nice to you that takes over without him even knowing, and when you turn to look up at him with your shiny baby eyes and coo softly at him, he's gone. you reach for him and he lets you, you happily watch the rest of your cartoons while steve presses his cheek against your head, keeping you warm and cozy while you drift off. dog hybrid!eddie watches you two from the corner of the room, kinda confused, until one of your chubby little baby hands reaches out for him, and he sneaks over hesitantly. you've seen your grandparents pet his ears before and maybe you're not the most gentle of creatures when you start tugging on them but it's not incredibly painful for eddie, and your little baby giggles knock eddie out just like steve. they're basically just there to entertain you now, anytime you want to pet them or yank on their tails or bite their hands (which they think is a little funny, considering they're the ones with chew toys) they're at your service, and they sneak out of their beds at night or early in the mornings to sleep in your room, both piled up in the rocking chair by your crib to make sure you don't need anything in your sleep. if you do, if you need a bottle or you get lonely, one of them scoops you up and soothes you back to sleep, and you always babble sweetly at them in thanks as you doze off on their shoulders. they essentially become your big brothers, and you grow up the most well-protected, spoiled, happiest kid on the planet :'))

#steve harrington x sister!reader #eddie munson x sister!reader #platonic!eddie munson x reader #platonic!steve harrington x reader #hybrid au #cat hybrid!steve #let's talk about cat hybrid!steve !!#dog hybrid!eddie #puppy!eddie #let's talk about puppy!eddie !!

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hollowgirl136 · 6 months

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In the spirit of Halloween, I thought it would be fun to post an old AU that I was inspired to make before S3 aired based off the ragtag group that is the Coven Heads.

So before Thanks to Them aired, I got the wildest thought on a possible "What If" about the fate of the Coven Heads with The Collector being freed. Long story short, thought it would be a cruel twist of fate if they ended up cursed like Eda because The Collector, going to call them T.C. for now, wanted to make them more "fun" for the "Owl House" game.

Essential, when the kids came back they ended up going to Eda place and are ambushed by a fully Cursed Raine which. After Luz finds one of Eda potions still hidden in the house, Raine tells them what happened while they were gone. One resolution battle later with T.C. and Belos, it's now up to the kids to find the other heads and change them back cause, per Eda, no one deserves to lived trapped in their own bodies.

Half a season worth of adventures later to find and revert the heads back to their original forms, with no cure for being cursed discovered yet despite T.C. powers, Eda and Lilith takes it upon themselves to teach them how to lived their new lives.

Some rough sketches of what their "hybrid" forms look like once they harmonized with their curse beasts.

Additional details under the cut.

Raine curse beast is a "vampire" bat and the kids find them in Eda place cause they sought out a place of safety after transforming. Their compromise with the beast is to drink blood every so often, much to their disgust. Is granted night vision and flight when in hybrid form.

Darius curse beast is a kraken and the kids find them in the sea. Refused to fight Hunter, so the kids used that to their advantage to defeat them. Their compromise with the beast is to do long soaks in sea water, to his annoyance cause "sea water is horrible for his skin". Is granted the ability to breath under water and a octopus ability to squeeze into small places.

Eberwolf curse beast is a manticore and was found near Darius cause, despite being lost in their own mind they still sought out their friend/brother. Was the fastest to compromise with their curse cause they didn't mind eating raw meat. Is granted a prehensile "leech tail, alongside increased strength and speed in their hybrid form.

Adrian curse beast is a spynx and the kids find him in an abandoned theater/castle since some part of him still wanted to be near civilization. The only head who has a beast who the kids can understand in full curse form. Takes the longest to compromise with their beast cause they both have massive ego's, and the fact that Adrian does not want to read a whole philosopher book or eat rats. Is granted flight and increased cat like reflexes.

Terra curse beast is a giant snake, and the kids find her in an overgrown forest caused by her magic still being "active". Her compromise with the beast is to eat live animals and daily sunbathing. Her hybrid form turns her into a Lamia similar to a boa constrictor.

Vitimir curse beast is a mosquito/dragon hybrid and is found buzzing around a cliff face where Hettie curse form also resided. Their compromised with their cursed beast is to drink blood. Their hybrid form grants them flight, a needle tongue, and the ability to store liquids in a "throat sack" that they then can use to spray people with boiling/noxious liquids.

Hettie curse beast is a minotaur and is found in a cave on a cliff. Her compromised involved her eating raw meat. Her hybrid form grants her increase strength and improved sense of hearing and smell.

Mason curse beast is a lava golem and is found in a basin where they were literally melting the surrounding area where they walked. Matt and Steve have to help turn him back to normal. His compromise with his beast is to eat rocks/stones and sunbathing. His hybrid forms allows him to manipulate heat and create magma from the rocks he consumes.

Osran curse beast form is a giant spider and is found deep in a cave. His compromised with his beasts involves eating insects. His hybrid forms grants extra mobility, armor like chitin, web making from his snot (much to his chagrin), and improved night vision.

#Inspired by the possibility of more curse scrolls existing #the coven heads are not having a good time #especially with their magic being permanently screwed up like Eda and Lilith #Thought it would be a nice twist for the people who were once the strongest of their respective tracks to end up losing their magic #the RATTS are collateral damage to the others unfortunatly #at least they got some sick new powers out of it #toh #coven heads #raine whispers #darius deamonne #eberwolf the huntsman #adrian graye vernworth #terra snapdragon #vitimir #hettie #mason #osran #will probably post a part two cause holy hell they got a lot of growing pains to get through before harmonizing with their curses

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fandomfluffandfuck · 26 days

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"Here Kitty Kitty Kitty" by fandomfluffandfuck

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers

Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern: No Powers, Light Dom/sub, Dom Steve Rogers, Sub Bucky Barnes, Bratty Sub Bucky Barnes, Top Steve Rogers, Bottom Bucky Barnes, Cat/Human Hybrids, Buckitty, Cat-Boy Bucky Barnes, Sex Toys, Anal Beads, Cock Rings, Orgasm Delay, Orgasm Denial, Sleepy Sex, Hints of Somnophilia, Dirty Talk, Teasing, Dry Humping, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Almost Omegaverse, Like, Bucky Has Cat Instincts & A Magical Self-Lubricating Asshole, You Know How It Is, Light Feminization, (use of the word 'pussy' because I'm a sucker for puns lol), Slight Rubious Consent, Because Bucky's Sleepy, And Is Talked Into It By Steve, Heavy Petting, Literally, Collars, Pet Play

Language: English

Words: 6,806

Summary:

Bucky is just trying to have an easy, lazy day inside, curled up on their bed in the perfect patch of sunlight, dozing softly, but Steve has other plans for them—fuckin' troublemaker. Like always. At least Bucky always gets something out of Steve's playful, smug mood and his plans. So, what'll it be this time, hm?

#fandomfluffandfuck #stucky #steve rogers #bucky barnes #buckitty #top steve #bottom bucky

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weezerblue · 1 year

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hybrid reader and steve has me going feralllll

maybe reader is a cat or bunny hybrid, who during sex whines so loudly that steve has to cover their mouth

hybrid reader who wants nothing more but for steve to breed them. n grabs onto his shoulders right when he cums and stays like that for a good minute, making sure they get every last drop

hybrid reader who's in heat and steve has to take time off of work to "help them out"

just. hybrid reader everyone. hybrid reader

#hybrid reader #bunny girl #catgirls #steve x reader #steve harrington x reader smut #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington smut #steve harrington #steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington x y/n #joe keery #hybrids r hot

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collectivecloseness · 10 months

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Blurbs Masterlist 2

(Small blurbs/drabbles ranging from a paragraph to p much fics) ~ Masterlist, Blurbs Masterlist 1

Eddie Munson:

Road trip

Tall reader

Yan steddie thought

Cherry Bomb

Getting a small ouchie

Eating out

Steve Harrington:

After readers death

Looking out for him

Yan steddie thought

Nobody

Platonic!Stobin poly holding your hands

Eating out

Robin Buckley:

Drunk strawberry sharing

Cat hybrid Robin

Bejewelled

Platonic!Stobin poly holding your hands

Nancy Wheeler:

Yandere Nancy when someone asks you out

Alone time with ‘mommy’

Fruity Four (Eddie, Steve, Robin, Nancy):

Order they can go without your kiss

Yan f4 Nancy knocking reader unconscious

Yan f4s fuck ups being lucky

Yan f4 potentially messing with birth control

Yan f4 hospital, and broken leg

Kissing you at the same time

Yan f4 Nancy kidnaps you + Trying to make you feel at home + Starting the new relationship + Lamp incident

Joyce Byers:

Washing machine help

Kurt Kunkle:

Motorboating glimpse

Coming from a head massage

Needy on your thigh

Kissing hc

Virgin Kurt thoughts

Biting at Kurt

Riding sub Kurt

Needy no matter

Sucking your fingers

Ice lolly stick

Using your chest to get off

Cat hybrid Kurt

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billyharringson · 5 months

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💙

Woot I love doing these! Even if it is hard to pick between my children. Okay so as I did my favourite one-shots in another post I'll list my favourite chaptered fics here.

Again in no particular order:

1. Forged - Mungrove as the main pairing (even if we haven't gotten there yet) and a little sprinkle of Byergrove and Kingrove as well. Fantasy AU with blacksmith Billy and elder god of metal and fire Eddie (Edeval in the fic).

2. The Stolen Sapphire - Harringroveson pirate AU which was mainly just an excuse for me to play with pretty, flowery language and decadent imagery. The boys are dark and obsessive and they're loving it.

3. Chokehold - Still early days for this fic but I have it all planned out and it's going to be at least 20 chapters of Daisy Jones and the six-esque sex, drugs and rock-'n'-roll for our boys. Billy-cule with groupie Billy traveling with the band Doppelganger consisting of Steve, Eddie, Jon and Argyle.

4. Live fast, die beautiful - another band AU where Billy is the lead singer of a metal band named Mindflayer and Steve goes to their concert as Eddie's plus one. Featuring a non-binary, queer and proud Billy who has my whole heart.

5. A blue eyed cat and a brown eyed boy - Harringroveson Hybrid AU with stray cat Billy who is adopted by Eddie. Don't want to put too much here because there are plot twists that I don't want to spoil, but I'm very much enjoying building this world and exploring the way hybrids are oppressed.

#billy hargrove #stranger things #fanfic #steve harrington #harringrove #eddie munson #mungrove #jonathan byers #byergrove #argyle #argilly #stoner polycule

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beastkeeper91 · 1 year

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🔥Helluva House AU🔥

(Owl House x Hazbin Verse)

[Plot]

Instead of Luz stumbling upon The Boiling Isles, she ends up in Vivziepop's version of Hell.

[Background Info]

•Luz is the only human within this AU while the others are Demons.

•Known Sinners:

Eda Clawthorne

Age: 17.

Species: Owl Demon.

Died: 1990s.

Cause of Death: Poisoned.

Sins: Gluttony.

Story: Eda was the most rebellious, yet troublesome teenager in all of Oregon from random pranks to Arson, though despite her delinquency she was a child prodigy getting A+ in all of her classes, but sadly all of that ended when she died during a soccer match due to cyanide poisoning. *cough* Lilith.

Lilith Clawthorne

Age: 18.

Species: Raven Demon.

Died: 1990s

Cause of Death: Suicide.

Sins: Envy.

Story: Lilith is the oldest sister of Eda Clawthorne who was always trying to get attention or praise from her peers and parents, but yet she never did due to her younger sister being "better than her" and so one day she slipped poison into Eda's water bottle and instantly regretted after Eda told her that she was the best sister in the world. After Eda's death, Lilith had suffered a great ammount of guilt and despair to the point where she ended her own life.

Philip "Belos" Whitebane

Age: 50.

Species: Deer Demon.

Died: 1600s.

Cause of Death: Hanged.

Sins: Pride.

Story: Belos, one of the most powerful and fearful overlord hell has ever witnessed. In his life he was known as a Witch Hunter General during the witch trials similar to Salem, but what the pilgrims didn't know, until later on, that he was actually an Occultist and was later hanged for his crimes.

Raine Whispers.

Age: 17.

Species: Bat Demon.

Died: 1967.

Cause of Death: Shot during Flower Power.

Sins: Hersey *Witchcraft*.

Story: Raine was born and raised by pagans in a commune so throughout their whole life they were homeschooled by their parents, learning herbology along with other pagan traditions. During their high school years they would participate in protests and the last one they attended was Flower Power".

•Other Sinners:

Adegast.

Adrian Graye Vernworth.

Yiyi The Bat Queen.

Darius Deamonne.

Eberwolf.

Flora D'splora.

Hettie Cutburn.

Osran.

Piniet.

Terra Snapdragon.

Tibbles.

Vitimir.

Mason.

Scooter Crane.

•Known Hellhounds:

Barcus.

King.

•Known Imps:

Amity Blight.

Edric Blight.

Emira Blight.

Alador Blight.

Odalia Blight.

Willow Park.

Gilbert and Harvey Park.

Gus Porter.

Perry Porter.

Hunter.

Angmar.

Bo.

Derwin.

Eileen.

Roselle and Dottie.

Gavin.

Jerbo.

Kikimora.

Masha.

Matt Tholomule.

Steve Tholomule.

Hieronymus Bump.

Usurper.

Viney.

Moon girl.

•Known Succubi:

Amber.

Amelia.

Boscha (Hybrid).

Bria.

Cat.

Katya.

Skara.

•Other Known Hellborns:

Bill (Baphomet).

Warden Wrath (Greed Shark).

Braxus (Greed Shark).

Morton (Baphomet).

Salty (Greed Shark).

Vee (Possessor).

Hooty (Unknown).

•Known Ars Goetia:

Malphas.

Grometheus.

Faust.

•Blight Industries along with The Blight Family themselves are mostly within the Greed Ring along with Blight Manor. Like in canon, the company provides itself with accessories with home security and weaponry along with some robotics. Blight Industries is considered to be one of the most popular companies in hell. Supplying not just for Sinners and Hellborns, but also the Overlords and Demonic Loyalty of Hell.

•King is a Hellhound, Eda and Raine found him in a cardboard box in an alley when he was only a pup and they both decided upon themselves to take him ate their place and raise him. Basically the same way in "Echoes of the Past" but different.

•Perry Porter, Gus's dad, is still a field reporter in this and he works for 666 News. Though the only work associate he has is Tom, because Katie Killjoy is a total bitch to him due to being an Imp.

•In this AU Amity and Willow are still friends, but after confronting her bitch of a mother Amity decided to runaway to the Pride Ring with Willow, also Gilbert and Harvey fostered Amity.

•All the palisman in this AU are Hell-Fauna, which are Demonic versions of animals.

•The Collector in this AU is renamed Collie Morningstar and they are the youngest child of Lucifer and Lilith Morningstar along with the baby sibling of Charlie Morningstar and the archivists who are also in this AU as the children of Morningstar, but unlike the archivists Charlie is the only sibling that cares for Collie. *Also since the archivists didn't have any names in "Fort the Future" or "Watching and Dreaming" so the names I gave them are Salem, Basil, Aaren, Draco.

•The Nine Coven Leaders in this AU are Overlords.

•When humans, like Luz, are stuck in Hell for long periods of time that they begin to turn into a demon.

•After Lilith died she bumped into Eda and tried to apologize for what she did to her which of course didn't end well. For about several years Lilith has been jumping from job to job until she met Flora D'splora, also a Sinner, who hired Lilith as her assistant at the Museum of History of Demonic.

•Hunter is one of the many Imps Belos took in (for bad reasons of course, Because it's belos after all).

•Originally Willow and her dad's were from the Wrath Ring, then they moved to Greed due to Harvey having a job at Blight Industries which lasted for a little while until Odalia fired him after due to Amity not cutting ties with Willow which made them move to Pride.

•This AU mostly takes place in the Pride Ring, within a town called Malum which is just outside of Pentagram City just a few minutes away.

•Belo's true demonic form would be his kaiju form from "Watching and Dreaming" and his normal form would be a mix between his regular emperor self and his cursed self.

•Eda has trouble controlling her true demonic form every now and then just like how she had trouble controlling her curse in canon. Her true demonic form is the same as her Owl Beast form.

•Hooty is still hooty. (🦉 Hooty Hoot 🦉)

•Hexisde is also in this AU, but it's renamed "Hexside School District." Which is surprisingly one of the best schools in hell for Hellborns, better than Glandus and St Epidermis.

•Even though there's no coven system, each character has their own set of different demonic abilities and powers.

•Luz's Demon form is that same as her titan form, but instead of her witch outfit she's in her default clothes which are a bit torn due to her transformation.

•Eda and Raine own a store called "The Owl Nest" that sells trinkets, crystals, charms, herbs *including cannabis*, and other types of goods.

Art by AnnDevil88, though the last one with Sinner!Eda is unknown but still amazing.

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