Thoughts on ferret hybrid reader with larger predator hybrid 141, cause I think its hilarious  🤣
Oh my stars, yes
(fist-fought demons to get this out, smh)
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Picture this: the 141 are a task force made up of entirely large predator hybrids- creatures you wouldn't want to tango with even without factoring in the human intelligence and possibility of holding a grudge
I'm thinking Tiger Soap, Alligator Price, Grey Wolf Gaz, and Polar Bear Ghost; each of them strong, regal, and terrifying in their own right
So when they got you added to the team, a small(er) and springy Ferret Hybrid, they had absolutely no clue what to make of it.
Was it an elaborate prank from Laswell? Were you secretly a super soldier? They had no clue what to expect, especially since none of them had ever been around anyone who owned a pet ferret
So once you had gotten settled in, Soap had excitedly dragged you to the gym, demanding a spar as the other three just shook their heads in exasperation. They expected to later hear all about how he took you down in two seconds flat, or maybe get a report that you've been landed in the infirmary after the scot got carried away again. Instead, a few hours later, they found him laying on the couch of the rec room, looking baffled as if someone had just proven that the sky was actually green.
"They just.... flipped out- one sec'nd we're gearin' up, tae next they're all over tae place an' I'm flat on mah back, I dunno wha' tae fook happened," He sounded confused about his own words even as he spoke them, hands gesturing about as if trying to mold invisible clay like it'd make anything make any more sense.
At the time, the rest of the men had just laughed it off. Soap getting taken down by a little ferret like you? Had to have been some kind of joke, or Soap was just off his game that day
At least, they thought that up until they finally had a team training session, with each getting paired up and sent onto the mats to spar and get their forms critiqued, whatever the hell excuse they fed to the higher ups to justify getting to clobber eachother for a bit and get paid for it
They paired you up against Gaz first, the wolf shaking out his limbs and readying up, trying to hide his cocky little smirk- no doubt thinking it'd be over fairly quickly as you readied up across from him
With a glance between the two of you, Price called to begin, and-
Before Gaz got a chance to move, you were darting up to him, light on your paws as you got right up in his space. Gaz reared back, going to take a swipe at you, his fist meeting empty air as you ducked and rolled under his swing, bouncing back up onto your paws and darting up into his space again
Gaz backed up, trying to get space, but you just kept bouncing around, ducking and rolling and doing spins- at one point he swears you did a spin like a breakdancer, only to do a roll back onto your feet and immediately spring into a cartwheel
It left him baffled, his logic and training flailing with eachother over what the hell he's supposed to do about this-
Then your tail hooked around his knee and pulled, and you were right there, grabbing his arm and wrenching it over your shoulder, a startled yip! escaping him as the rest of his body quickly followed
his chin slammed into the mat, and before he got the sense to get up, you were already planted on his back, knee leaning your weight on his trapped wrists and pinning him down
Gaz blinked.
What just happened
Price called the match, amusement barely kept out of his voice in favor of professionalism, but Ghost and Soap had no such reservations
"SEE? SEE?! AH FOOKIN' TOLD YE BELLENDS BOUT TAE FLIPS BUT NOOOO NO'ONE WANTED TAE LISTEN-!" Soap bellowed, nearly drowned out by Ghost's explosive laughter, the arctic hybrid almost curled clear over as he absolutely lost it, breaking into a coughing fit as Soap spun to point at him with an accusatory point, "YOOU SHUT YER GOB YE FUCK"
"30 Seconds; Match goes to [Name]" Price called, and you hopped off of Gaz's back with a happy little dookdook
"What, the hell, was that???" He questioned, getting back to his feet like he was worried you'd start doing backflips if he moved too fast
You just grinned, a single snaggletooth poking over your lip
"War dance! Only effective a third of the time, but it works" you shrugged, trotting your happy ass over to the rest bench to swipe a granola bar like you didn't just rattle Gaz's skull and give Soap the vindication he's needed all month
Ferret Hybrid Darling who flings themselves off of whatever surface they crawled upon when their yan tries to get a hold of them.
Yan who develops a Spidey Sense for whenever their Darling is about to cast their mortal vessel off a ledge.
Ferret hybrid Darling who goes limp as a sack of potatoes whenever their yan does get their hands on them.
Ferret Hybrid Darling who's Yan fears they have escaped and run off to the next town over by the time they realize Darling has been suspiciously quiet all afternoon- finding them asleep under the bed hours after they tear the neighborhood apart searching for them.
Yan who holds Ferret Hybrid Darling in "air jail" whenever they misbehave - carrying them in their arms/on their hip until they feel Darling has learned their lesson. (They never do.)
Ferret Hybrid Darling who actually loves being picked up and carried around, but always has to be difficult - squirming around till their Yan inevitably drops them or succeeds in wrestling their legs around their waist.
Ferret Hybrid Darling who stares deep into their Yan's soul until they give them the last bite of their food. (Yan caves everytime, but tries to hold out till Darling whines. They're so cute when they beg)
Ferret Hybrid Darling who swears on their grave the happy chirps Yan thinks they heard are a bad cold coming on.
Ferret Hybrid Darling who licks Yan to show their affection - exclusively when Yan is a wink away from dosing off.
Ferret Hybrid Darling who cuddles Yan when they assume their kidnapper to be dead asleep - disappearing without a trace as the sun rises.
Ferret Hybrid Darling who's kisses are a pinch more toothy than some may like. Their Yan wears each scar like a badge of honor.
really like the idea that they pretend to hate their yan but any time they think they’re asleep or otherwise not paying attention they’re all heart eyes and cuddles
Ferret Hybrid Darling is heated over Yan tearing them away from the shoebox apartment they just got used to considering their home, but is also thankful for three meals a day plus snacks and a nice, big house to run around in - if they're being good. Being a ferret, Darling naturally is pretty sociable and longs for cuddles, but it's easy for them to get smothered by Yan's downpour of affection.
The quickest route for Yan to get what they want is to feign ignorance and act as if they don't need Darling's touch to survive. All it takes is one breakfast without Yan asking Darling how they slept for the hybrid to be offended and cling to their Yan's legs until they return to their overbearing self.
"How am I supposed to eat breakfast before I tell you every detail of the dream I had? No forehead kisses either? Did I do something wrong?... Don't walk away when I'm talking to you!"
"Just a little more and they'll never want you to leave their side. Be strong. Be strong. Be strong-"
