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yoga-onion · 28 days

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Legends of the humanoids

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Toyotama-hime – Wani (Dragon) Goddess disguised as a human

Wani was a dragon or sea monster in Japanese mythology. Wani is discribed as "crocodile", or sometimes "shark".

Toyotamahime (See) is a goddess in Japanese mythology. Daughter of the sea god Watatsumi, she was said to reside in a dragon palace. Their palace was as if made from fish scales and supposedly lies undersea. Her true form was “Yahiro no Owani (meaning giant crocodile, approx. 24 m long)”, and she was the wife of Hoori (See2), is known as the epitome of human–animal marriage tales. She was the mother of Ugayafukiaezu-no-Mikoto (See3), father of Emperor Jinmu (the first Emperor: See4), and sister of Tamayori-hime (See5), the Emperor's mother.

Toyotamahime makes a fateful meeting with the demigod prince, Yamasachi, also known as Hoori ("Fire-Subside"). They married and lived happily in the dragon palace. 3 years later, she and her husband Hoori, who missed home, went ashore to give birth.

She then warned her husband, "All people from other parts of the world give birth in the form of their native country when giving birth. So I will give birth to a child in my true form”, and requested Hoori not watch how she gives birth. Hoori, however, was pazzled and peered in on his wife as she was giving birth, and saw her crawling around as a giant crocodile of about 24 metres (79 ft) long. He then startled in shock and retreated. Toyatama-hime learnt that being witnessed her true form by her husband, "I have always intended to pass through the path of the sea," she said, "but I am ashamed that you should have observed my true form.” She blocked the sea path, leaving the child behind and left.

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トヨタマヒメ〜人間に変身する和邇 (龍) の女神

和邇は、日本神話に登場する龍または海の怪物のことである。和邇は「ワニ」、ときには「サメ」と表現されることもある。

トヨタマヒメ（参照）は、日本神話の女神である。海神ワタツミの娘で、竜宮城に住んでいると言われている。その宮殿は魚の鱗でできたようなもので、海中にあるとされる。その正体は「八尋の大和邇（やひろのおおわに: 体長約24mの巨大な鰐の意）」で、ホオリ（参照2）の妻であったことから、異類婚姻譚の典型として知られる。神武天皇（初代天皇: 参照4）の父である鵜葺草葺不合尊（うがやふきあえずのみこと: 参照3）の母であり、天皇の母である玉依姫（たまよりひめ: 参照5）の姉である。

トヨタマヒメは、半神の王子ヤマサチ、通称ホオリと運命的な出会いを果たす。二人は結婚し、竜宮城で幸せに暮らしたが、3年後、故郷が恋しくなった夫のホオリとともに出産のために陸に上がった。

その時、トヨタマヒメは夫に「すべて他国の者は子を産む時になれば、その本国の形になつて産むのです。それでわたくしももとの身になつて産もうと思いますが、わたくしを御覽遊ばしますな」と忠告した。ところが夫のホオリはその言葉を不思議に思い、妻が今盛んに出産している最中に覗いてみると、八丈 (約24m) もある長い鰐になって這いずり回っていた。そしてホオリは畏れ驚き退いた。しかるにトヨタマヒメは夫が窺見した事を知り、御子を産み置いて去った。「わたくしは常に海の道を通つて通おうと思っておりましたが、わたくしの形を覗いて御覽になつたのは恥かしいことです」と言い、海の道をふさいで帰ってしまった。

#toyotama-hime #Japanese mythology #dragon #humanoids #legendary creatures #hybrids #hybrid beasts #cryptids #therianthropy #legend #mythology #folklore #nature #art #sea monster

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obsessivevoidkitten · 1 year

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Imagine operating a monster man ranch where you milk monster men for their semen to sell it and eventually they all come together and decide they no longer can tolerate you leaving the farm because they cannot watch over you when you go to market so they all agree to keep you home permanently while they run the business side of things.

#yandere teratophilia #yandere terato #yandere beast men #yandere hybrid men #yandere x reader #yandere monster men #yandere male #yandere farm #yandere scenario #yandere imagine

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kxizoku-ou · 2 months

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Have you had any thoughts on hybrid versions of the one piece characters? I love seeing what animals people associate with the characters 😅. Also ears and tails are cute

Hybrid Au, my beloved!!! owo I tend to go heavier with the animal research/xeno than just "ears and tails", but yes, I absolutely have thoughts— here's a handful of my favorites/who comes to mind!

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Kaidou — Auroch bull: The now-extinct relative of modern cattle, closely related to Spanish fighting bulls. Bull feels fitting for Kaidou, I think— they're huge, potentially dangerous animals that get screwed over in blood sports or as slaughterhouse bait, and near-universally seen as aggressive because of instincts that are based in self-preservation or protecting a herd. And of course, ending up as a bull hybrid is just what happens to my favs, by now... (@senjuushi)

Judge — Tawny eagle: His "Garuda" theme implies a bird of prey from the start, so it's an easy pick! Described as "opportunistic", with a habit of feeding on carrion (and stealing other animals' prey), yet still "a bold and active predator", tawny eagles fit well with Judge's vibe of regal, pompous, and trying way too hard. They also tend to mate for life... and male birds are known for flashy courtship habits. Reiju, Ichiji, Niji, and Yonji would be the same species for this Au.

Sanji — Mourning dove: Keeping with the bird theme of his family, but a far less bloodthirsty species. Mourning doves are fluffy, vocal birds that are known for being "prolific breeders". They can be territorial between males, but are also social pair-bonders. Sora would have been a dove too, and Sanji sharing her species is just one more sign that the modifications failed. There's also something very fitting about a "caged bird" theme for his experiences with Germa.

Spandam — Giant panda: Useless animal that would be extinct by now without human intervention. Clumsy, pathetic, and admittedly pretty cute, but not good for much other than existing under careful supervision in a zoo. Of course, Spandam's terrible personality ruins most of the cuteness effect his hybrid species might have— ultimately, he's a needy, spoiled idiot who's eternally dependent on the care of others. And personally, I think he should have a cute, sensitive little stubby tail, perfect to yank on when he's being a brat.

Katakuri — Grizzly bear: Linlin is a grizzly hybrid as well, and the shared species adds to Katakuri's reputation as her "perfect" son. He's huge, powerful, and highly threatening... but would be just as content to gorge himself on snacks and all but hibernate afterward. If it wasn't for his self-imposed standard of perfection, that is. His fucked-up mouth seems even worse on a large predator species, too, which definitely adds to his complex/self-consciousness over it.

Perospero — Red fox: I saw a fanart of him as a fox hybrid on Pixiv, and it convinced me. A smug, sneaky bastard who takes after his mother's carnivore tendencies, but with far less of an intimidation factor to back it up. Annoyingly talkative and far more socially oriented than he wants to admit, as well as capable of being an absolute nuisance when he wants to— all of that sounds very fitting for Peros, I think. And fox whining noises fit his crybaby side.

Cracker — Bushy-tailed woodrat: Prey animals that are described as "vocal and boisterous", and nuisances for "creating general noisy havoc"— seems appropriate for Cracker, an overconfident brat who's far less tough than he acts. Packrats (the overall category) are nest-builders, too, which fits with how he spends so much time hiding in his biscuit soldiers to avoid direct combat. Woodrats also apparently have a foot-thumping tendency; a good match for his clapping!

Pudding — British longhair cat: Babygirl-looking murder machine seems highly appropriate. British longhairs have the sweetest little faces and soft coats, but cats are nature's finest serial killers at their core. Pudding would be perfect as a needy, jealousy-prone kitty who's way too good at playing up the cutesy kitten act to get on people's good sides— right up until a tsundere moment kicks in. Then, she's all puffed-up, twitching tail and poorly stifled purring.

Caesar — Axolotl: Like his pet poison slime thing! Axolotls are apparently "used extensively in scientific research due to their ability to regenerate limbs, gills, and parts of their eyes and brains", which feels fitting for Caesar, as does the fact that they're tricky to take care of as pets (and keep getting put in cages by people who don't treat them well, at that). Also, those feathery external gills are cute!!

Queen — American alligator: Lethal fat fuck of a reptile, exactly how Queen should be! Alligators can be lazy and kind of goofy-looking, but they're still dangerous and very strong. The huge, thick tail is also an obvious plus (the "Brachio-Snakeus" trick haunts me). And really, can't you see him sprawled out all lazy, for gator-style sunbathing?

Drake — Rottweiler/Border Collie mix: A strong, intelligent, capable, and work-oriented animal, that would (as a dog-experienced friend put it), "tear a house down to the foundation" if left without enough to occupy it. Drake gives me "beaten dog" vibes, in general, and it feels fitting that his hybrid species could easily have been sweet, if not for the trauma and DEEP psychological issues.

Law — Shorthaired silver tabby: Law is so very catboy-coded. He's a grumpy, fussy kitty who will both claw your arm open if you try to touch him, and could just as easily be reduced to a purring puddle if his guard gets torn down enough to allow it. Cats are highly effective agents of violence (and can be total bastards, when they want to), but also absolute babies. And imagine tiny, angry catboy Law getting scruffed by Rocinante to prevent the aforementioned clawing.

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floofangel · 4 months

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dnd brainrot rn and some other friends holding a new campaign so I made a simic hybrid for this one~

#edgy bastard I love he #DnD #Monster #Monster Boy #Simic Hybrid #Displacer Beast #OCs #Nox

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tanglednlove · 1 month

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From styling head to doll!

Introducing the first Voltageous - Beast Freaky Friend Peri & Pearl Serpentine!

Their tail is magnetic!

#Peri and Pearl Serpentine #Monster High #doll hybrid #custom doll #Great Scarrier Reef #tall dolls #Beast Freaky Friend #Skelita Calaveras #Monster High dolls

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fallershipping · 10 months

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My body. My mind. Everything.

I'll sacrifice it ALL to protect her.

#/i have no idea what the fuck this au is #/also giovanni mewtwo hybrid throwback to when i drew giovanni merging with mewtwo #Cosmic Beasts AU

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cinnamonest · 2 years

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Eventually I'll make another full hybrid post for multiple boys, but right now I specifically want to focus on the (actually kinda wholesome) idea I had for Tighnari... I rewatched one of the videos I watched for the profile and seeing them run around chasing each other is so adorable and I realized Tighnari deserves his soulmate Fennec Foxgirl

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It feels... perhaps ironic isn't the best word, he thinks. Surreal? No, that's too strong of a term. Likewise, 'humorous' is too weak to the describe the bizarre emotion this interaction brings him.

Just... Odd. A weird, uncanny feeling.

He stoops down further, crouching on his feet, tilting his head to get a better look at you. This is not what he expected to find when he set a cage trap. He would have figured it was just a normal animal eating his research plants and the communal trash away, but here you are. You're crouched in the back of the metallic crate, stiff and snarling. It feels so strange to look at you.

You are, all in all, the same creature. You just so happened to be a lineage that went down the path of separation from humanity and chose to be feral instead, it seems.

...is this what he would have been like, if his lineage had done the same? He can't help but wonder. You growl and snarl and snap your jaws at his fingers when he reaches out to try and pet you through the bars. So lowly and animalistic, lacking in human intellect. You feel worlds apart to him, as if there's no way you are the same, and yet he knows you are. Is it really possible that mere upbringing is truly the only thing that separates you from him? Could he just as easily have turned out to be this creature, naked and unspeaking, rummaging about through trash and gardens like a common pest?

Your ears, although a sandy golden color, mimic his own, comically large and twitching atop your head. Your tail swishes behind you. You snarl and show your pointed teeth. You really do share all the same traits.

...But you look so afraid. He now sees how badly you tremble, despite putting on a ferocious act to try and scare him away. After a moment, you seem to drop the facade of toughness as you start to curl in on yourself, eyes watering, whimpering and quivering.

Not only are you sickly-looking, you're far from home, too. You should be in the desert, but you ended up here... you must have gotten lost and ended up in an unfamiliar place, how unfortunate. And it seems you can't hunt anything here either, hence the need to steal food (primarily garbage from the bins, and from his own property mostly medicinal herbs at that, you wouldn't eat that unless you were really desperate).

Either way, he can't just release you into the forest, you'd most likely die out there, even if you didn't come back to disturb the research. Sigh... no choice but to take you in, at least until someone makes a trip to the deserts and can take you along then. Of course, it does strike him that this also makes an interesting source of observation, and he is admittedly curious to know more about you. But primarily, he can't just let you die.

It poses issues, though. First there's the matter of getting you to calm down and not attack. Once he first lets you out of the cage, you try to run away, and you have the audacity to bite him when he tries to grab you by the arm and hold you still. He still has a scar to this day where your teeth nicked his shoulder.

Eventually, the only way he could get you to calm yourself was throwing you back in the cage and forcing you to inhale some sedatives, keep you limp and loopy for a couple of days while feeding you and petting you to get you used to his presence. By the time you can be brought off of it, you're grumpy about the matter, but it seems that giving you food is a very quick fix to any bad moods you may have. More importantly, you don't try to bite him anymore, or even flinch at his touch. In fact, he learns you seem to appreciate some head pats, as well as ear rubs (of course, he knows how to give the best ear rubs and scratches, seeing as his are just like your own).

You're fairly compliant now, too, which is nice, it's not some huge struggle to tame you. You have now registered him in your mind as "the guy who feeds me and makes my wounds feel better," which means that you are very receptive to his touch and presence, and as soon as he goes back to his daily routine, you follow him around without him even needing to drag you along. You're always right there by his side... especially as you're still a bit afraid of others. Each day you follow him from place to place, entertaining yourself with... whatever it is you do, usually napping at his feet or chasing bugs around on the ground... well, you occupy yourself with that while he has important conversations and does his work.

Unfortunately, though, he can't risk taking you with him for patrols, even though he feels bad about leaving you there. He spends less and less time doing so, and tries to come back sooner, assigns other people to his usual roles unless it’s a genuine danger that needs to be dealt with. People are a bit surprised he would transfer that job to others, but it’s not as if he’s lazy, he just has something else to take care of... besides, they’re very grateful for it, because whenever he leaves he has to lock you in your crate, and you (how on earth it doesn’t bother your own ears, no one knows) decide to express your discomfort by screaming out that little high-pitched cry of yours over and over until he returns (to complaints of headaches, irritated glares, and being begged to never ever leave them alone with you again). He tries to make it better for you by making the crate softer, more padding, leaves in those dog toys he got someone to purchase from the city that you seem to like, but you have no interest in them when he’s gone, so the only way to pacify you is to be there.

Speaking of the cage, the first night after letting you out of it, he tried to put you back in so you could sleep... but you fought tooth and nail, yowling and whimpering and biting again dammit -- anyway, eventually he let you follow him to his own lodging, pulled out a cot for you to sleep on, lifted you up and sat you down on it. You spent about ten minutes there before he's pulled out of half-sleep by the sound of your feet on the floor as you shuffle your way over and promptly wriggle your way under his blankets and curl up beside of him. Of course, he stiffens at first, shifts backwards and stammers to say something, but... the way you open your eyes and look at him all hurt, let out a whimper, confused why he's trying to move away...

Well... he can't just hurt your feelings like that... so, although his face feels hot and he's fidgeting awkwardly, he still moves back towards you. Fine... just this one night. You'll be comfortable with sleeping on your own soon enough, and no one will have to know about this.

Much like him, you sort of pull your knees up, wrap your tail around yourself as is instinctive... your bodies sort of fit together, like how puzzle pieces align perfectly. Your tails overlap, your legs intertwine, your head presses against his chest. He just has to deal with the occasional ear twitching in his face.

One night turns into the next... and the next... on the third night, he tries to set you down on the cot again, but as soon as he sets you down, you swing your legs over the side, stand up, and sure enough, make your way over to what you seem to now consider your shared bed. He can't communicate to you to try and get you to understand, but... well, that's fine... it's not a big deal, he tells himself.

What's more important is that you aren't well-adjusted to human living, of course. For starters, getting you to wear clothing was a battle in and of itself, you hated it at first, tore the first shirt he gave you to shreds while trying to pull it off. He ended up having to go the route of conditioning -- giving you small morsels of treats for not tearing clothes off, and denying them when you did, until you got the message and now can consistently wear a single layer of oversized shirt that comes down to your knees. Anything more than that, though, and you start fighting it again. Additionally, you're okay with him and his presence, but you have to be slowly acclimated to other people, seeing as you growl at them... he had to grab you to stop you from biting yet another person several times. What is it with you and wanting to bite? Sigh...

Those ears end up presenting a challenge too. Over the years, he's reached a point where he's learned to handle it well and even knows how to mentally tune out some noises, just try to ignore it, but you're not used to the usual level of noise in the area at all, and even more sensitive than he is. Early on, whenever there's a lot of activity going on in the village, you start to whimper and whine and grab at your ears, pulling them down to block the sounds. At least he learns to tell when you're uncomfortable, and takes you over to a quiet room whenever you're distressed and waits it out with you.

Other people take notice of your interactions too, of course. They snicker and make offhanded comments about how funny it is to watch the two of you go around everywhere together, how you look alike in some ways but are so different in others. They tease him about how he takes you with him everywhere, make him all flustered and red in the face when they comment about how sweet it is for him to care for you, and how attached you are to him. He just says it’s his responsibility.

But internally, he wonders if you, too, realize the similarity between you two. Do you understand that he's different from the other humans? What about yourself? And more importantly, do you understand that you two are the same? Do you see yourself as different from both him and the others and merely associate him as the same as the other humans, or do you recognize that the two of you are different from everyone else in the same way? He has no way of asking you, so he has to gauge by your actions.

You do seem to take notice of his features, even if he doesn't know if you've realized they're the same features as yours. Once, as you sit next to him while he works, you tilt your head in curiosity, eyes widening when your attention is captivating by his twitching ears. You reach a hand up to paw and swat at them. And on multiple occasions, you've tried to pounce on and wrangle his tail. Much to his irritation, that is. He's still embarrassed about how the first time you did so, he was mid-conversation with someone else, and yelped rather loudly at the sudden surprise, turning in circles in an attempt to grab you and detach your grip while the onlookers tried to hold back laughter.

So you do seem to recognize specific features, but do you possess the cognitive capacity to realize you're the same sort of creature? That is the question... but there's no way to know for sure.

He finally seems to get somewhat of an answer on one day like any other, just the normal routine of walking from one small building to the next, carrying out some daily tasks. And all of a sudden, for no discernable reason, you bolt. You turn on your heel and take off in the opposite direction, feet pattering the ground as you go.

At first, it sparks immediate concern as he goes running after you, calling out for you to stop, even though he knows you don't understand the words themselves. But you keep running. Every few seconds you dart in a different direction, drawing him out and away from the cluster of dwellings among the trees and out into the wilderness itself, the otherwise quiet and empty forest. After a few more minutes, you disappear behind a tree. He stops, panting, goes to walk up to you, but you then take off and get behind another. It repeats again and again.

He's starting to feel frustrated, but he sees you poke your head out from behind the tree... and can now see that you're smiling at him. Your eyes are wide and you're breathing heavily with excitement. He turns towards you, but you take off again, and he chases you from tree to tree until you slip behind the cover of one of the larger ones again, poking your head out to look at him again, tail visibly swishing in delight behind you. You make a high-pitched little sound, like a squeal. He starts to feel warm.

...Oh.

You're trying to... initiate...

It's an... appreciated gesture, but he can't allow himself to engage in such behavior. He would never do something so undignified as to indulge in animal desires, run all around in the woods and chase after you. What if someone sees? No, he can't.

No, no. He corrects himself in his head. It's not about the chasing part, not about appearing undignified, it's about what comes after that... it would be wrong to... do that, wouldn't it? You're not at the same coginitive level. You're just following your instincts, but he can't take advantage of that. It's his responsibility to abstain and control himself. Right?

Even if it sounds really really really nice. Even if he feels his heart start to beat faster.

But as you take off again, his resistance snaps. It becomes too tempting to resist.

He trails right behind you, matching your pace, frustration gone, replaced with an unmistakable excitement. There's no one out here. No one will see. So that makes it okay, the first part at least. No harm being done by playing like this. It feels exciting in a primal, innate sort of way, like his body moves on its own. Letting go of all inhibition.

When he finally catches up to you, leaping on you and tackling you to the ground, you make that same squealing sound. It makes a shudder run down his spine, but after a moment he shoves himself up off the ground and takes off as well, listening to you squeal and run after him as well. After a few minutes, you leap and land on his back, just enough to topple him over too, falling into the grass, wrestling around and rolling over a few times until you're looking down at him, propped up on your hands. You whine as you lay yourself down and nuzzle your head against his neck.

It's so warm. It's overwhelming. It's too much. You really smell nice. It's as if it intoxicates his brain to inhale. He finds himself laying staring up at the sky, heaving heavy breaths, every nerve in his body tingling, heart pumping hard and fast. You have his thigh locked between your legs, you whimper as you grind against it and he feels like his soul might leave his body just hearing and seeing you do it.

Is this really okay? It feels wrong, somehow. The last little bit of reason and sense prods the back of his mind. No, this has to be wrong. You can't realistically consent to it, can you?

And with the way your brains work, then if you do, then... for the rest of your lives... forever...?

But... But you're the same sort of thing, so it's okay, right? It's nature. You need one of your own kind. You're supposed to couple together like this. You're supposed to be together for your entire lives and never want anything else. Besides, isn't that better? After all, you're simply compatible. If it were a human, they might be bothered by him and his habits and nature, they might even leave him one day, and that would destroy him psychologically in a way humans could never understand.

This way he can have someone who will be okay with the things that would bother a person -- you'll want to stay inside all throughout mating season, you'll be just as needy as him, your body will be compatible for a knot and lots of kits, you both like the same quiet environments, he doesn't have to feel embarrassed about the ways of expressing affection that come naturally to him. You won't mind if he's overbearing, you'll want to be in his presence every waking moment just like he does yours. It would be perfect.

And you -- he can protect you. His mind flashes back to how he first found you, how you were emaciated and injured and afraid. He can make sure you're always happy and safe and never get hurt or go hungry ever again. Isn't that what's best for you, then? Is it really taking advantage of you when you're whining and grinding like this, when you're so desperate?

He says it to himself in his head, that if the others could see me right now, doing something so unseemly... well, he can't bring himself to care what they'd think for very long. His brain is too clouded.

Thus, he ends up giving in.

No one will see you two as he ruts into you, still laying sideways in the grass. He still has just enough awareness left to use his hand to cover your mouth, seeing as you have no concept of volume control and cry out so loudly they may just hear all the way on the other side of the forest. No one will know, at least not for now. Maybe they'll figure it out... but he can't bring himself to care in the moment. Even if they think badly of him, well, he can just deal with that when the time comes.

And surprisingly, even when it's over, even as the knot swells down and he slips out of you, turns you around and holds you close, he doesn't find himself feeling any regret. Maybe a bit of worry about the future and concerns about how things will work now, and perhaps maybe a bit of guilt, but... you're so warm, you fall asleep pressed up against him like that. It makes it all feel worth it.

A quick glance around confirms that, thankfully, there is no one around -- it briefly crossed his mind that he might look up and see someone standing there watching shocked and stunned, which would be horrific, but thankfully there isn't. He knows he needs to get you back home before people notice and come looking, though, seeing as this is an area not usually patrolled and he has no real reason to be here. It's better no one knows for now. Or so he decides as he sits straight up, shakes you awake and lets you sleepily crawl up onto his back, hooking your legs through and over his arms, wrapping your arms around his neck.

Yes... better not tell anyone or anything... try and keep it a secret. He's still not sure what people will think of him for this. But right now, he's still riding the chemical high too much to be too concerned, he feels lightheaded and warm in the best possible way. Those concerns fade away as he makes his way back. All he can think of right now is how he can't wait for winter to come around.

#my hybrid posts are always the softest/least dark ones I notice...#I needed something soft to cope with my shaggy sumpter beast induced grief #yes Im still in pain about it #also! I have one more thing thats the last thing i promised myself id finish before reopening so ill open my inbox soon after posting it #and my summer work project ended so that clears up a lot of time thankfully #.tnr #yan.txt #.hybrid

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flurrys-creativity · 1 year

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Beast behaviour

Pairing: Jung Wooyoung (Ateez) x Fem!Reader; Genre: Hybrid AU, SMUT; Rating: nsfw, 18+, MDNI; Warnings: Fox hybrid Wooyoung, who gets unbearable during his ruts, bunny hybrid reader, unprotected sex, knotting, also whiny woo, semi-public sex; Wordcount: 3.373

Summary: Just like everybody got hangry when they missed a meal, Wooyoung got unbearable when he didn’t follow his fox hybrid instincts during his ruts. He would have kept in his room and fought through it like any other year but with his roommates insisting on meeting someone, he followed their request. Only to meet you, a bunny hybrid.

A/N: Pleaseeee... whoever gave him those fox ears hairband.. thank you!!! Didn’t know I needed that mental image...

“WHAT?” Wooyoung nothing but yelled at the interruption as he turned in his seat and glared at the slowly opening door. His pointed ears drew back and the edges of his mouth twitched as if he wanted to bare his fangs at the intruder at any moment.

Yeosang peaked through the gap of the door with a nervous smile on his lips. “I just wanted to know if I should order something to eat for you too.”

Wooyoung growled at his friend while his tail flicked behind him with agitation. Right now he had other worries than food and his friend should know that - or at least so he thought. “Leave,” Wooyoung snarled at Yeosang, eyes narrowing threateningly.

“Alright, alright”, Yeosang murmured and retreated, closing the door behind him. “You’re such a pain in the ass during your rut!” Before Wooyoung could storm out of his room and tear him apart, Yeosang fled the scene, sharing one knowing glance with their roommate Yunho, who stood at the edge of the hallway and waited for him.

“I assume he’s always like that?” Yunho asked and turned towards the living room, plopping down on the couch while he waited for Yeosang to answer.

Yeosang plopped down as well and sighed deeply, throwing one arm over his eyes as he leaned back into the cushions. “It gets worse every year. It seems.” Another sigh left his lips. “He should seek help during his rut but instead he just holes himself in his room until it is over.”

“But with every year without a mate it gets harder”, Yunho finished and nodded slowly, understanding the annoyance his roommate felt to some degree.

Even though he only got to know both of them at the start of their college years, Yunho connected quite well with the duo. Most of the time it wasn’t that noticeable that he didn’t know them since kindergarten like Yeosang and Wooyoung did. Only moments like these made him realise that Yeosang and Wooyoung shared a deeper bond together.

“You said he should seek help, right?”

Yeosang removed his arm from his eyes and glanced at Yunho, who grinned knowingly. “Yeah?” His voice was tentative, unsure what kind of idea Yunho had produced now.

“I heard from Mingi about a service to help with ruts.”

“I don’t think some service-”

“No, no, no! It’s not really an official service! But there is this bunny hybrid in one of our classes and apparently she offers to help others during their ruts. Rumours have it she doesn’t even charge for it because it fulfils her desires.” Yunho straightened in his position, conspiratorially leaning towards Yeosang. “She’s often in the music rooms. Which are soundproof by the way.”

Yeosang contemplated the information, rolling his head from side to side. “I still don’t think Woo would be up for something like that.”

“Maybe not but maybe he would be”, Yunho mentioned and shrugged with his shoulders, “it wouldn’t hurt telling him about it. He can still decide whether he’d follow it or not.”

“Yeah, okay. Write down the details. I’ll slip the note into his room before I head to bed this evening.”

~~~

Wooyoung stared at the scribbled words on the note, his brows furrowed in disdain. He read over the name and the location again, scoffing at the little added sentence ‘she can help you’ and the winking smiley in the corner of the piece of paper.

His thoughts wandered into dark places as he tried imagining the person behind that name. A sensual figure danced through his mind, a soft fox tail wrapped around the body to cover all the intimate parts while the pointed red ears focused on him.

Wooyoung palmed himself through his sweatpants, his own fox tail swishing behind him from excitement. Maybe he should go and seek some help otherwise the next few days would become close to painful.

After tugging himself away, Wooyoung made his way to the campus grounds. He stuffed his hands into the pockets of his leather jacket and drew his shoulders up to his chin. It felt almost wrong to be outside while his rut was in full swing. Wooyoung knew every other hybrid that passed him, would be able to smell the spike in his pheromones and in the worst scenario they would want to jump him immediately.

Not that his fox side would complain about finally hitting it off but Wooyoung wanted to keep some sort of class. At least he tried telling himself that.

Once he reached the music rooms, his pace slowed and he pulled the piece of paper out of his pocket, checking with the scribbles again. No room number. Wooyoung stopped in his tracks and stared along the hallway, seeing at least a handful of closed doors in front of him.

When a door opened out of nowhere, Wooyoung jumped back and hid around the corner. His heart pounded inside of his chest while his ears swivelled around, listening in on the students that came out of the room.

“Thanks Y/N”, a male voice said, spiking Wooyoung’s interest.

The fox glanced around the corner, seeing a male hybrid - seemingly a canine - standing with his back to Wooyoung and another hybrid in front, bent over.

Wooyoung swallowed harshly, feeling his dick twitch in his sweatpants from that ass hugged tightly in these jeans.

He only regained some self control again, when the person straightened and turned around - a cute smile displayed on their lips.

“Really, Y/N, you’re the best!”

Wooyoung frowned, the name feeling familiar, before he raised his hand with the note and read over it again. His eyes widened momentarily while his heartbeat sped up again. So he found the one he was supposed to meet.

His eyes left the piece of paper and focused back on you. His gaze shamelessly roamed over your body and he already started imagining all the things he'd do with you, until his focus landed on your hybrid ears. Wooyoung nearly growled upon seeing the bunny ears, the edges of his mouth twitching into a snarl.

You leaned forward and nuzzled your nose against the other hybrid’s nose with a smile. “Stop flattering me, Jongho. I love to help out.”

Wooyoung had enough, your sweet voice not helping in keeping his disdain for the idea of asking you - a bunny hybrid nonetheless - for help. He was the superior hybrid, he was the fox. You should be cowering in front of him, begging for your life not the other way around.

“Hey, you’ve been out?” Yeosang greeted his friend as he stormed into the apartment, but as soon as he sensed the mood he quickly hid behind the dinner table and kept his distance from Wooyoung.

“Did you really send me to a fucking bunny hybrid?” Wooyoung snarled and slammed his hands on the table, glaring at Yeosang.

“First of all, I did not send you. You went on your own choice.”

Wooyoung growled as a warning for Yeosang to consider his next words.

“Second of all, your pride will bite you in the ass one day.”

This time Wooyoung barked at Yeosang and rounded the table, desperately trying to catch his friend so he could tear him apart. To his dismay Yeosang was faster and slipped into his own room, hiding away from Wooyoung, who then pounded with his fists against the closed door.

“So what if she’s a bunny hybrid? It’s not like you need to become her boyfriend or something. You need a good fuck to become bearable again and as far as the rumours go, bunnies should be perfect for that!”

Wooyoung stopped pounding against the door, considering Yeosang’s word. “Shut up!” He then growled and stormed off into his room, slamming the door behind him.

Inside Wooyoung dropped almost immediately on his bed, turning on his back and staring up at the ceiling. He closed his eyes while his hand wandered down to his cock, leisurely pumping it to relieve some tension. Low groans escaped his lips as he started to imagine not his own hand squeezing him so good.

A sweet voice rang through his mind. “I love to help out.”

Wooyoung groaned again, grabbing himself even tighter and moving his hand faster and faster. He pictured the soft smile and the bunny ears flopping from the rapid movement, feeling his own release closing in.

Until his mind caught on to his thoughts. Wooyoung immediately stopped touching himself, hissing as if he burnt his hand on the stove. Why the hell would he think of a bunny? Why the hell would he get turned on by that? And why the hell couldn’t he get your image, pumping him so eagerly, out of his head? Most importantly though, why did he want to see the real deal doing it?

~~~

“If you don’t get laid by tonight, I will personally fuck you up!” Yunho threatened through Wooyoung’s closed door, finally having had enough with his antics. With no answer to his threat, Yunho groaned in annoyance and walked away, getting a broom to clean up Wooyoung’s tantrum in the kitchen.

While cleaning up the shards, Yunho heard a door open, some rushed footsteps and the front door closing and slamming shut again. A smirk played over his lips and for once he didn’t mind cleaning up after Wooyoung.

Once again Wooyoung found himself hiding behind the corner towards the hall of the music rooms. Once again he saw you exiting a room with some other hybrid. This time it seemed like a squirrel, if that bushy tail was anything to go by.

“You should take it easy with your throat for today”, the squirrel said and placed a hand on your shoulder, squeezing it reassuringly. “You did amazing though today!”

Wooyoung frowned, feeling somewhat annoyed as he saw you smile and touch your throat with your fingertips, chuckling softly.

“I’ll do my best, Hongjoong!”

That Hongjoong guy giggled and leaned forward to nuzzle his nose against yours. “I will ask San if you actually even tried!”

You shrugged with your shoulders. “I won’t be at the apartment until later in the evening, so he won’t be a good judge for that. But don’t worry, I’ll be nice today. Tell Seonghwa I said hi.” You waved with your hand and watched Hongjoong walk along the corridor.

Wooyoung stepped out of his hiding spot and walked towards you, eyeing your form again. You hadn’t noticed him yet and Wooyoung used every second he got to look at your ass shamelessly.

You jumped when you turned around and nearly bumped into someone else, quickly stepping back.

“I was told you could help me”, Wooyoung murmured and looked you up and down, a smirk playing over his features.

Realisation dawned on your face and your expression quickly shifted from surprised to understanding and then to resignation.

Wooyoung noticed how your nose wriggled slightly, knowing his pheromones must be affecting you already.

“Alright”, you mumbled and turned to the open door, walking into the empty music room. You knew of your reputation, knew it stemmed from you being a bunny hybrid and how you mostly kept to yourself and met up with different hybrid breeds every now and then didn’t help to stop the rumours from spreading. Though you never thought someone would actually approach you for that.

Wooyoung closed the door behind him, locking it and then leaning against the wooden surface. He quickly scanned the room, seeing a table with two chairs, a keyboard and a music stand. His fantasy already pictured the possibilities to take you within this space until his eyes landed on your form.

You leaned against the table, one leg crossed over the other, hands beside your hips on the surface and head tilted to one side.

Wooyoung swallowed harshly. That position highlighted all your feminine features. Legs, he wanted to be wrapped around his torso; hips, he wanted to grab onto while slamming into you; tits, he wanted to bury his face into.

“So, how are you expecting this to happen?” You asked and switched from one foot to another, trying to dismiss your own nervousness - especially with a fox hybrid, who looked like he wanted to devour you whole, in the same room. You grabbed one of your ears, brushing over the soft fur as a measure to calm yourself.

Your eyes wandered over his features, his sharp cheekbones, his pointed nose and hungry eyes, his incredibly red hair that nearly hid his fox ears. You noticed his simple get up - a white shirt, dark sweatpants and a leather jacket.

“How long have you been in your rut?” You asked and walked over to him, swaying your hips with every step.

Wooyoung shrugged with his shoulders, his eyes trained on your hips. “Dunno. A week?”

You giggled softly and stopped right in front of him. You let go of your ear and let your fingers glide along his chest instead, seeing him shudder from your simple touch. “It must be painful by now, right?”

Wooyoung nodded slowly, entranced with your presence. His eyes followed your fingertips and he wished for nothing else than your fingers to go even lower. He nearly whined when you stepped back and stopped touching him at all.

You knew you shouldn’t give in like that, you knew you should get away to regain a clear head again but your instincts held you in place. So instead of running away and keeping a clean vest, you wanted nothing else than to get railed by this fox hybrid. You bit down on your lower lip as you grabbed the hem of your top and pulled it over your head, leaving you in your bra and skirt.

Wooyoung licked over his lips, watching as you unclasped your bra and let it fall to the ground. His erection pressed against his sweatpants, yearning to be set free but he couldn’t move, frozen in his place while he stared at you.

You smiled and turned around, leaning slightly forward while your hands wandered up your thighs and to your butt, pushing your skirt up until you could hook your thumbs under your panties and wriggle yourself out of them.

You walked back over to the table and propped yourself on top of it, placing your feet on the surface and sliding them apart to spread your legs. “What’s your move, pretty boy?” You placed one hand on your core and spread your lips apart, dipping a finger into your hole with a soft moan. You pulled your finger out and moved it to your mouth, sucking on your digit.

You repeated the movement again but before you were able to suck on your finger, Wooyoung stood in front of you, hand wrapped around your wrist. He looked you in the eyes as he moved your hand to his lips and enveloped your finger, tongue swirling around it.

“I want to fuck you. Now.” Wooyoung breathed once he cleaned your finger.

“Then do it”, you teased and wriggled with your hips, getting Wooyoung’s attention back down to your entrance.

He furrowed his brows in concentration, groaning slightly in pain from holding himself back. He had to make things clear before he actually fucked you. “There won’t be any foreplay. Just fucking until I’m spent for the day. I won’t check for any of your needs.” Wooyoung breathed heavily, using the last ounce of self control to look back up at your face. “You understand that, right?”

You rolled your eyes and leaned back on your elbows. “As if a hybrid in a rut would be able to have any control whatsoever”, you laughed dryly, “I know that and I accept that. So, darn it, just fuck me already, pretty boy.”

“Name’s Wooyoung”, the fox hybrid grunted as he discarded his jacket and shirt, smirking upon seeing your aroused reaction. He pushed his sweatpants and boxers down in one swift motion, not even giving you the chance to admire his hard on before he slammed his dick into you.

A high pitched gasp left your mouth from the pleasurable pain Wooyoung inflicted on you.

He grabbed your hips and pulled you towards the edge of the table, holding you tight and keeping you in place as he continued drilling into you.

You arched your back, ignoring the pain in your elbows and the slight cramp in your leg. There was no way you would stop the fox nor would he be able to stop in the first place. He pounded into you, stroking just the right spots inside.

Your vision blurred and white spots appeared at the edges of it, all while your lower stomach tightened.

Wooyoung groaned as he felt your walls clutching tightly around his shaft, making it even harder for him to move. Though he refused to lower his pace, fucking into you with new found determination.

He tipped you over the edge, fucking you through your orgasm. Your legs spasmed and grew limp shortly afterwards. At the same time you lost your strength in your arms.

You would have fallen on the desk, if Wooyoung hadn’t snaked one arm around your torso and pressed you against himself. His other hand grabbed your thigh to keep your legs spread, nails digging into your skin.

Even after you came down from your high, Wooyoung continued to slam his hips into you. At first you felt a slight discomfort, face twisting slightly, before a new wave of pleasure hit you.

“Shit”, Wooyoung groaned, his hips stuttering slightly in their pace.

You lost track of time and count of your orgasms by now, head somewhat lolling to one side. Still, you asked: “What is it?”

Wooyoung continued to push into you, grunting several times. “I might just cum soon.”

“So?”

“Means I’ll knot”, he grunted through his teeth.

It took you a moment to understand what that meant. It took you even longer to form some sort of response. “Is okay, you can do that.”

Only seconds after you said it, the base of his dick swelled, spreading your hole almost painfully. You winced and your face twisted in pain. Yet, when you felt his cock twitch inside of you, a moan of pleasure bubbled up in your throat.

Wooyoung stilled, brows furrowed and eyes scrunched up until he spilled every last drop into you. He then carefully lowered your back on the table, resting his head on your chest with a satisfied sigh.

“Feeling better, pretty boy?” You tilted your head a little to get a better view at his face, a smile crossing your lips from his content expression. With a little effort you raised your arm and placed your hand on his hair, playing with it while you waited for his answer.

“Filled you all up”, Wooyoung murmured, his fox tail swishing proudly behind him.

You chuckled softly and closed your eyes, enjoying the nearly intimate moment with him. You only pried your eyes open again, when Wooyoung suddenly started to paw at your breasts, nibbling and licking your skin. “What are you doing, pretty boy?” You chuckled again and scratched the base of his ears, somewhat endeared by the complete turn of his demeanour.

“Wanna fill you up more. Fill you up and see your belly swell with my cups.” He nosed along your skin and even whined when he couldn’t reach your throat and face unless you closed the space.

You pushed yourself up on your elbows again with a soft smile on your lips. “Such a tame little fox”, you teased and brushed a few strands of hair out of his face, “just needed some pussy to behave again.”

Wooyoung whined and buried his face between your breasts, inhaling your scent deeply. He felt the knot at the base of his dick reducing again but it did nothing against his erection. Slowly Wooyoung pulled out of you, smirking when you whined from the loss. He raised his head and looked up at you with wide eyes and a pout on his lips. “May I?”

You raised an eyebrow and waited for him to clarify his question.

“May I fill you up again?”

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Wuxing – the connections between the Five Dragon Kings (Ref) and the Five Elements philosophy

To better understand the origins of the Five Dragon Kings and the ancient Chinese legend, it is worth mentioning the wuxing of natural philosophy, which states that all things are composed of five elements: fire, water, wood, metal and earth.

The underlying idea is that the five elements 'influence each other, and that through their birth and death, heaven and earth change and circulate'.

The five elements are described as followed:

Wood/Spring: a period of growth, which generates abundant vitality, movement and wind.

Fire/Summer: a period of swelling, flowering, expanding with heat.

Earth is associated with ripening of grains in the yellow fields of late summer.

Metal/Autumn: a period of harvesting, collecting and dryness.

Water/Winter: a period of retreat, stillness, contracting and coolness.

The wuxing system, in use since the Han dynasty (2nd century BCE), appears in many seemingly disparate fields of early Chinese thought, including music, feng shui, alchemy, astrology, martial arts, military strategy, I Ching divination, and traditional medicine, serving as a metaphysics based on cosmic analogy.

The wuxing originally referred to the five major planets (Jupiter, Saturn, Mercury, Mars and Venus), which were thought of as the five forces that create life on earth. Wu Xing litterally means moving star and describes the five types of Qi (all the vital substances) cycles through various stages of transformation. As yin and yang continuously adjust to one another and transform into one another in a never-ending dance of harmony, they tend to do so in a predictable pattern.

The lists of correlations for the five elements are diverse, but there are two cycles explaining the major interaction. The yin-yang interaction, which by increasing or decreasing the qualities and functions associated with a particular phase, it may either nourish a phase that is in deficiency or drain a phase that is in excess or restrain a phase that is exerting too much influence (see below):

The Creation Cycle (Yang)

Wood feeds Fire

Fire creates Earth (ash)

Earth bears Metal

Metal collects Water

Water nourishes Wood

The Destruction Cycle (Yin)

Wood parts Earth

Earth dams (or absorbs) Water

Water extinguishes Fire

Fire melts Metal

Metal chops Wood

The Huainanzi (2nd BCE) describes the five colored dragons (azure/green, red, white, black, yellow) and their associations (Chapter 4: Terrestrial Forms), as well as the placement of sacred beasts in the five directions (the Four Symbols beasts, dragon, tiger, bird, tortoise in the four cardinal directions and the yellow dragon.