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Kofi Exclusive Fic(1k words)
Bee hybrid x Snow Leopard Hybrid!Reader
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summary: After saving a bee hybrid, he dedicates his life to you!
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Snowy
Chapter 1
Genre: Hybrid!AU Poly!au angst, fluff, maybe future smut
characters: Hybrid!Reader x BTS, Human Namjoon, Human Jin, tiger hybrid taehyung, black panther hybrid yoongi, ragdoll cat hybrid jimin, bunny hybrid Jungkook, golden retriever hybrid hobi
Warnings: mentions of past abuse, slight blood
Frost, the snow leopard hybrid, the gorgeous loner kitty cat, sits a top an old abandoned building at dusk. Her curly snow white hair falls down her leather clad back as her eyes, one icy blue while the other cloud white gaze into the street below, not many roam around this time of day, although the few out and about simply going to their cars to drive home after a days work.
“How pathetic.” Frost though to herself. “One simply slaves over their early lives with school only to slave life away with work struggling to stay afloat”
No, that wasn’t the life she wanted. Although, she couldn’t have that life if she wanted, simply because hybrids are “lesser” creatures, hybrids are meant to be slaves to humans, pets even. The hate Frost feels humans is very great, she despises them.
Frost had had it worst of the worst because up until 2 years ago she was the top fighter in a underground hybrid fight ring. For 10 years since she was 9, Frost was apart of the ring. Tortured and built to be the best fighter. Not that she had a choice, kill or be killed was the way of life down there. The weak die and only the strong and fearless survive. Now, however, Frost lives on the streets, by choice, she would never go to a shelter. Shelters could be sneaky, the hybrids that were “hopeless cases” were often sold to fight rings or just thrown on the streets...again. Plus, Frost was a incredibly rare hybrid, she’d be sold to the highest bidder.
As she sits on the ledge, smells of food from restaurants across the city waft through her sensitive nose. She realizes then just how hungry she is, normally she would sneak into the back of a restaurant and swipe food, but she isn't feeling too lucky dur to her recent run in with another hybrid on the street that donned her three deep lines going across her belly. So she gingerly crawled down the side of the building that led into an alley. Due to her injury, Frost decides to dig around the dumpsters in the alley.
Not her first choice but hey, if she was lucky she’d find some barely touched takeout that some ungrateful human threw away.
so here she is, digging threw dumpsters on a late Friday night. However, at the opposite end of the alley two people slowly approach her with small but powerful tranquilizer gun and two long steel poles with a loop on one end and a button on the other that tightens the loop.
Frosts ears flick towards them and she knows those uniforms anywhere, hybrid catchers, startled, as she didn't notice them before. she thought it must have to do with all the raw smells around her and the fact that shes injured badly. Frost stands for her crouching position, ready to high tail it outta there, she looks to the other end of the alley only to find one large man stalking towards her, arm raised with the tranquilizer gun at the ready. She doesn't know what to do, she thinks over her chances of getting out of there which are slim. very slim.
Before she can make any move, a man on both ends of the alley fire their guns right at her. She snarls and growls, ears pulled back tight, tail flicking behind her. Shes quick to feels the drug working and she starts feeling dazed and wobbly. Two of the men run to her and latch their poles around her neck and arms, she trashes with what strength she has left, which isn't much. she fade fast, eyes drifting closed, as her consciousness leaves her, she hears the snickering of all the men as they tie her up and toss her haphazardly in the van.
Loss of Yesterday Chapter 1, Collision.
gif credit: nameofthedevil
Pairing: OT7 x Reader
Genre/warnings: eventual smut, angst, fluff, romance, lightly mentioned abuse, snowleopard!hybrid reader, non!idolAU
Word Count: 918
Synopsis: Being a hybrid could be hard, but being the property of a less than caring owner, and a rare snow leopard on top of that, complicated your life even more. Fate has an odd way of changing things as you unceremoniously fall into the lives of seven wealthy businessmen.
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~~~ Your lungs burned as you sprinted, the cool night air doing nothing for you as you quickly dodged a tree. Two sets of running feet could be heard behind you and they were closing in fast. You were weak, sore, and exhausted, which is why these damned dog hybrids were about to catch you. Normally a hybrid of your caliber could outrun these domestic breeds in an instant. You growled in frustration as you pushed yourself to keep moving.
You were a snow leopard which happened to be a rare form of hybrid. An agile feline, that was known to be the perfect predator, was about to be caught by “man’s best friend.” Animal instinct directed you into the city ahead, you slowed as you approached the crowds of people, pulling your hood over your white spotted ears, and tucking your matching tail away. The slowed pace is a welcome relief to your straining chest as you walked deeper into the throngs of humans and hybrids.
The pursuing dog hybrids stopped in their tracks, confused and irritated at your sudden disappearance.
“I hate cats, they’re too fucking sneaky.” Pointed ears twitched, his voice dripping with irritation.
“Use your nose, idiot, she’s got a distinct scent.” His partner retaliated. The pair followed your scent trail at a slower pace.
“Boss is gonna be pissed.”
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Finally, a sanctuary came into your line of sight, a bar sign glowing from a few feet away. The Jin and Tonic, lit sign reflected off your frown, as you quickly checked your surroundings. You were quick to pass between the crowd and enter into the building. Not a single person paid you any mind as you weaved through the throngs of drunken people. Luckily for you the place was in full swing, men were slinging back drinks while girls hung onto their arms chattering away about nonsense. Your sensitive nose scrunched as the mix of scents assaulted you. The air in the bar was thick with alcohol and emotions, an idea suddenly generated in your head like a light bulb.
Just as you began to formulate your small plan, the two dog hybrids pursuing you burst through the door. You were well aware that you scent led them here.
Nearby, one man was busy mixing drops of moonshine into a glass, obviously he was trying to forget something as it was an extremely potent alcohol. You knew that smell better from a mile away, parties you’d been forced to attend in the past gave you a knowledge of various brews. You watched and waited, and the moment he set down the heavy bottle, your hand napped it and tossed it towards the floor. Oops. Crash!
The man’s face wrinkled in anger, yet you didn’t hear him yelling before you made way to a different busy corner of the facility. The dog hybrids were groaning in unison, the intoxicating smell overwhelmed their sensitive noses. A few words were exchanged before they decided they had enough and headed out of the building.
You couldn’t help the sigh of relief that left you.
It dawned on you that you were in the clear, for once, you could breath. If only it were that easy, as you now were beginning to panic from the intense sounds and smells. They came crashing down on you in a wave. This was too much, this was a mistake, thoughts of being caught filled your head. Your master would not be kind when he found you. Dread began taking hold of your thoughts.
You mindlessly bumped between shoulders of other patrons, the world started to close in around you as the music’s beat began to match your pounding headache.
“Hey! Miss!” Interrupted the beat, a hand finding its way onto your shoulder and turning you around. The taste of freedom felt like it was washed out of your mouth in that instant.
You tried to yank your shoulder away, only for his hand to push down your hood by accident in the mess. His full lips opened in surprise, you could see the thoughts in his head processing all in once. Quickly as it happened, the hood was back on your head and his arm around your shoulder.
“Back off!” You hissed at the strange man, feebly trying to pull away.
Kim Seokjin, being the ever attentive bar owner, overheard the commotion and came to investigate. The last thing he needed was another bar fight. He had caught the sight of two dog hybrids in uniform fleeing and a mess of broken glass and alcohol on the ground. His dark eyes landed on your hooded form, and instantly knew you were the culprit of the disturbance.
When your hood fell his mouth dropped in shock at your haggard appearance. The first thing that caught his attention were the fluffy ears atop your head. They were mostly white and rounded, and he recognized them instantly. His prominent brows nearly disappeared into his hairline as his eyes settled on the deep bruise that marred your cheek.
Jin uttered your name. “...What are you doing here? What happened to you?”
His words were blurred as if you were underwater, the bar and everyone melded together and your body felt like lead, your knees giving out.
The taller man nearly lost his balance as you suddenly fell into his chest, your adrenaline rush fading fast, eyelids heavy.
“Seriously?! You cause a scene and then faint?” Was the last thing you heard as arms embraced your falling form.
