Dog-Hybrid!Varka and Dog-Hybrid!Phainon is such a peak combo deadass.
When winter rolls around, they both always end up sleeping in your bed with you. Claiming it's "way too cold, more blankets won't help this :[" as if these two hunks of muscle don't give off more heat then you ever could, stupid walking radiators. And they usually pull this shit when you are already in bed half awake so you can't find it within you to argue with them to use the beds so the money you spent on them won't go to waste, instead you just grumble and accept the repeated intruders into your bed and promptly getting smushed between them.
In reality they do the same shit year round, they just crank the a/c higher then it's usual cold temps in the house for warmer months. (I know mine would be at the least, I hate getting overheated and can't sleep right if the room isn't cold.)
Also like, why would they want to willingly sleep in their rooms when your room smells like you? 🤤🥰🥰 it's so comforting and safe in your bed, especially when you are sleeping in it!!! TEEHEHEHEHE It's so silly I love it.
( ! ) Phainon x gn! reader x Varka , hybrid au , mordern au , fluff and crack , kisses and biting
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( ✎ ) Hello anon, thank you for appearing in my inbox and blessing it with these delicious ideas. I am eating it very well 🤤 May your pillows be cold on both sides and your day/night be great.
yes. YESSSSSSS.
At some point you just gave up trying to protest against them. Honestly, who on earth could resist those ridiculous puppy‑eyes they pull every time they want something. (You tried. You really did. You failed miserably.)
And besides, it’s not like you’re actually complaining about being squished between two warm, fluffy, buff dog hybrids. You pretend to be annoyed, but the moment they settle in on either side of you, you melt faster than snow in sunlight. (I'd let them squish me to death with their tiddies)
Winter is when their antics get worse.
The second the temperature drops even a little, they suddenly appear in your doorway, tails wagging with a mischievous grin plastered on their face. And then they'd put on the most dramatic act every, shivering like a oversize puppies.
“It’s way too cold,” Varka whines dramatically.
“More blankets won’t help this,” Phainon adds with a pout, tail wagging so hard it creates a thumbing noise
As if these two walking heat radiators don’t generate enough warmth to power a small town.
And of course, they always pull this stunt when you’re already half‑asleep, wrapped in blankets, brain barely functioning. So instead of arguing, you just grumble, lift the blanket and spread your arms, and accept your fate as the designated chew toy and pillow.
They flop onto the bed immediately, one on each side—muscles flexing as they settle in, arms sliding around you like they’ve rehearsed this a thousand times. You’re instantly smushed between them, swallowed by warmth, fluff, and the faint scent of their shampoo.
And honestly? It feels amazing.
You let out a long, content sigh as they curl around you, nuzzling into your hair and shoulders, pressing soft, affectionate kisses to your temple and soft bites on your shoulders as you drift off. Their warmth seeps into your bones, their breathing syncs with yours, and you feel so safe you practically melt.
You love your boys so much it’s embarrassing.
And in summer, even when the temperature gets hot, they still cling to you like oversized, affectionate pups. (You are already drenching in sweat, but they don't care.)
And when you do try to push them off in the summer?
They whine and pout.
They make the saddest little sounds right next to your ear.
Phainon’s tail droops and Varka’s ears flatten.
You try to lift one of their arms, just one—and immediately get hit with the full force of their dramatic heartbreak.
So, you sigh, give up, and turn the fan on full blast while they happily cuddle you like nothing happened. Sometimes you genuinely wonder how they’re not affected by the heat at all.
