Having a hybrid boyf isn’t easy - hell - you didn’t even know he was a hybrid until one night, he’s rutting and growling like some sort of animal against the plush of your ass. “Jooo….w-what are you doing?” You whimper, in a sleepy daze. His claws clutch onto your hips, hot breath fanning your neck, a rough growl vibrating in his throat “stay still, fuck-i’m sorry-i-i can’t hold on anymore.” Trying to make sense of the situation, your eyes still not fully open, your mind swarms, his breathing becomes heavier. Still groping you, jo whines feebly, almost wounded “i-i’m not like you, sweetheart.” Your eyes flutter open, brows furrowed “what? what does that even mean?” The pace of his front against your back quickens, his hips moving at an inhumane pace, he growls in your ear “be good for me, i-i promise i won’t hurt you.” A lie. You attempt to nod but his large callous hand snakes into your hair, pushing your head down, the monster in him taking over, “don’t scream, j-just…say my name.” He rips off your shorts, perspiration clinging to your thighs, from the heat and fear. “You can do that f’me. Can’t you doll?” He shakes your head with his hand motioning a movement of obedience, as he moves on top of you. “M-mhm, i can!” You utter, voice rough against the pillow. He doesn’t hesitate to rip off his boxers, your undergarments next to go, he whines like a lost puppy at the sight and scent of your slick, his hands dig into your waist, lining up his cock. He rams into you with no remorse despite telling himself he has to be gentle just for you: his girl. His thrusts become erratic, the wolf in him craving the way your tight cunt squeezes him, his free hand caresses your waist, attempting to soothe you but, he just fucking takes and takes. Mumbling “ ‘m sorry, fuckkkkk, so t-tight.” After what feels like hours, he collapses next to you, not wanting to hurt your already sore body, he pulls you in, cradling your shaky self. Your legs shaking manically. His fingers snake into your hair, getting your hair out of your face. His lips press against your cheek, the difference from earlier, a wild, viscious version of him to his usual sweet one is jarring. His voice comes out strained.
(THIS WAS SO HARD bcs i have too many favourites ok)
if any of u guys wanna joinn @clsondnd @hwastcr @catinabin @fxreverzora @gyuyurie @dazedjuhoon @mintyykk @chaengiibf @hyejusprunki @somethingsomethingsparkles @stxrsforrosie @etheralfawnette + anyone else i missedd!
the thing about marz she texted me a few times and when i didnt reply she would spam me and go on a rant on how i dont care about her or how shes annoying me and that she wants to end it all and mind u we only spoke for two days
the more i learn abt her, the more baffled i become…
i genuinely don’t even know how to start this but, after the insane 24 hours and my interaction i have to let you guys know. An account messaged me a few days ago and they went by @lunaryeosangz, i know that she was friends with some of my moots. She has since deactivated her account. Initially, i did find it weird because she would just ask and say sort of mundane things and subsequently, she finally asked for a request (not to say that I don’t take requests i really do appreciate when you guys do), anyways she sent a song and said i can choose a member so, I said k or fuma and she went on to say what abt nicholas? I said of course! bcus obviously…ANYWAY, she asked me what are some of my nicho ff reqs and I requested one by @sunmoonnie who’s genuinely the sweetest angel ever and i never would have known how odd of an individual she was but the reason i did message them was because she sent me this.
long story short I messaged the writer and bloodyyyy hell, apparently this ‘marz’ person (her name btw) has been doing this to a lot of people and I’m genuinely so baffled by this because what does she get out of being so condescending and so sly??? when SHE herself requested a fic and then goes on to complain (what marz did to @sunmoonnie is on their blog <3), and i am really grateful that i was lucky enough to speak to them before marz did anything further.
the second message genuinely made me feel so bad, despite me being at work all day; hello, i have a life too??? but yes, i just thought I should let u guys know considering how many ppl she has done this to :( it’s just left a really icky feeling and I can’t believe that I even have to say this.
Ever since you moved to this murky little town, where most of the houses are owned by the ‘wolves’ (what ever the fuck that means), you’ve found yourself checking over your shoulder every few minutes, even inside your own home. Especially there, the tacky place that you managed to rent for far too cheap. Supposedly, someone died there…
…or was mauled, by an unknown creature.
You told yourself the landlord was bullshitting yet, the gnawing sense of dread never seems to leave you.
After a long shift at the dingy library, you rush home, the sun went down hours ago. The wind bites at your skin. Your teeth chatter uncontrollably. Your feet pick up the pace as you enter the alleyway, the one that you have to take, to walk through, to get home…the one that leads to the forest. Wrapping your arms around yourself, hugging, grounding. Heels clicking against the concrete. The trees loom closer.
Then…
a low vicious growl.
You freeze.
Chest now heaving, you swallow the lump in your throat, looking into the dark forest, something stares back at you that you can’t quite make out. Two bright glowing orbs, lights? No?
…eyes.
You scuffle back
thwack
Your back hits something solid, your shaky eyes look up, a meek squeal leaves you.
“Y/n?”
The figure tilts his head at you, “what are you doing out so late?”
The familiarity of your neighbour’s rich, velvet voice soothes you.
“E-euijoo?”
His tall slender build moves to look at you, a cigarette balanced lazily between his fingers. You step back cautiously, his ravenous eyes taking in your doe ones. A smirk etches on his face, canines barring.
“You know…”
He steps closer. Lowering himself to meet your gaze. His voice drops down an octave.
“I’d hate for my pretty little neighbour to get hurt because she can’t follow curfew.”
His long fingers tuck a piece of hair behind your ear. “n-no! i-was at work…i just…”
“You just what?!…”
He tilts his head.
“Hmm?”
The silence stretches.
“You know what happens to girls who don’t listen. Naughty girls?”
He pauses.
“They get punished”
Tears well at your eyes, hand coming up to clutch his shirt feebly “E-euijoo, i swear, i’m just trying to get home.” His eyes darken at the formation of gloss at your beautiful huge eyes, his thumb roughly drags against your cheek, his brow raises mockingly. “Then let’s get you home.” His hand wraps around your arm, gripping but not entirely enough to hurt just yet.
Your feet drag against the forest floor, branches snapping at every step. “Eh…euijoo, this isn’t the way home…”
His grip on you tightens, his nails digging into your arm now.
“Ow! That hurts…let go!”
He stops.
Slowly.
He turns, closing in on you.
Your spine hits the rough bark of a tree. Caging you in, his large veiny hand braces beside your head.
“Y/n…”
His voice rough, sounding more like a growl.
His thumb drags against your bottom lip, nowhere near gentle, just enough pressure to make you flinch.
“I’m trying to be patient with you.”
His grip tightens, his strength inhumane. Your chest heaves, his hazy eyes staring down at you, pinning you against the tree.
“Don’t make me forget that.”
“What if i want you to forget?”
The words leave your mouth before you can stop them. His thumb presses harder onto your lip, dragging it down slightly before letting go. He shifts closer, his entire front against yours.
His smirk so wide, his sharp teeth glint in the moonlight. “Oh yeah?”
“You wouldn’t last a second, sweetheart”
Your fingers tremble against his shirt, the feeling of his entire front making you squirm, he can practically taste your arousal. “I-i’m not afraid of you.” He laughs, amused, his broad shoulders shake. Immediately, his eyes narrow as he tilts his head at you again; a habit that he’s made up when he studies his prey. “You’re so adorable…but so very wrong.”
Suddenly he pushes your wrists above your head, pinning you to the tree. “You think because you’re so wet you can take me?”
His voice drops. Lips pressed against your tear, “oh sweet girl, you’re dumber than i thought you were.”
His lips move down to your face, pressing a chaste kiss to your cheek, then your neck.
Then…
His teeth bare, sinking down without warning, a shrill escapes your throat, blood cascading down your body. You can feel him smirk against your neck, as he rips himself away from you. Writhing in his hold, his hands still holding you down.
“Still think you can handle it now?”
“You stupid little deer”
He pulls back momentarily to look at your face, brows furrowed, cheeks stained with tears. He licks a long stripe against your neck, gathering the blood on his tongue.
“Tell you what…let’s play a little game.”
“A-a game?”
“Yes! A game!”
His voice booms through the forest, your shoulders flinch, as he moves closer, if that was even possible. His face so close to your own.
“O-okay…”
He yanks you forward by your long locks, gripping your head into his chest. “Good girl.” He growls.
“Hmm…how about hide and seek? Except if i find you…you’re dead.”
Your head snaps up to look at him, that bastard smirk still adjourned onto his face. “W-what?”
He lets out a loud laugh, booming “god, you’re so thick, i’m not going to kill you princess.”
He pauses.
“I’ll just…
…take what’s mine”
He shoves you back against the tree,
“Hide”
Fear twists in your stomach, your legs tremble but, you force them to move, darting behind a cluster of trees. Brambles graze your arms and legs, your heart hammering as if it might pop out. Adrenaline courses through you. You hear his footsteps. He’s not running, not chasing. Just moving. Slow, calculated.
“This is too easy, y/n!” He calls out, voice echoing softly.
You squeeze your eyes shut, clasping your palm over your mouth, muzzling your sounds. A soft growl reaches your ears. The tears fall faster and harder, still keeping your eyes closed. His voice cuts through.
“Y/n~”
An electric shiver runs down your spine. He’s much closer than before but, you still can’t see him. Your foot moves slowly, careful not to make a sound but, your hair gets caught on a branch, ripping a yelp from your throat.
“Gotcha.”
His claws pull you back, gripping into your waist.
“My, my, what a treat i’ve found.” His voice rough, low, coursing through your veins. “What ever shall i do with you now?”
His grip like iron, shoving you against the forest floor, your palms digging into nature’s flesh, “mm-e-euijoo, p-please.”
Staring down, his eyes boring into your soul, “please what huh?” “Stop?”
He crouches in front of you, his hands caressing your bare thighs, inching closer and closer to your clothed cunt under your dress.
“You want me to stop?”
His words don’t mirror his actions, his fingers prancing around the waistband of your panties. He takes in a deep breath.
“Fuckkk, i can smell you from here,” one finger dips into the band, prodding at your clit. “So, so sweet”
You squirm in his grasp, attempting to shut your legs, whimpering at the sensation of his finger. He digs his claws into your thighs, anger spreading across his soft features.
“Don’t you dare”
“I found you, now it’s time for my reward.”
You let out a prey-like whimper, blood pooling down your legs as he releases his nails, and his other hand from your pants.
“You’ve upset me now…so no prep for you”
His large paw grips your head flipping you onto your stomach, ripping his pants off, your panties next to go. He slaps his hand against your ass cheek, leaving a deep, red mark.
“Fuck!” you squeal.
He lands another harsh blow, “watch your mouth pretty girl.”
His fingers snake into your hair, pushing you further into the dirt. His mouth salivates at the sight of you, lining up his cock he throttles straight into you. Grunting ferociously at the way you take him. “God, you’re so fucking tight.” He growls, rutting his hips at an inhuman pace. Your nails dig into the dirt, the feeling of him hitting your cervix drives you mad. His grip on your waist bruising, you’re covered in blood and dirt but, it turns on him on even more.
Pounding relentlessly, he howls, the moon glinting in his eyes. “so tight- good f’me, you’re going to take my knot like the good girl you are.” The growing bulge in your stomach swells, his release threatening. His fingers moves with precision, shoving them into your mouth, gathering your spit, he swivels them around before retreating with a loud ‘pop’. Diving them against your clit, forcing your release. Your legs thrash violently, the pain stings, from his bite mark, his scratches, from his large cock pumping in and out of you.
And then,
He releases his entire knot into you, your eyes roll into the back of your head and you swear you can see the stars, your skin on fire. He moans out as he keeps rutting against you.
His movements are slower now but, he doesn’t pull out. Instead, he moves you back onto him, cradling your body into his large arms, pressing a soft kiss on the top of your head.
“You’re so perfect. All mine.” He coos.
His sudden softness gives you whiplash yet, you’re too fucked out to care, nuzzling your face into his chest.
You knew this town was cursed from the start. Perhaps you should have left when you had the chance.
would you be willing to do a teamies reaction to you calling them bro while dating? nsfw ver
i changed it up a bit because i wasn't sure how i'd be able to create a short scenario with the whilst dating concept,, this would be insanely long since i'd need to flesh it out and then write a small smut scene aaa i hope this is okay nonie !
❤︎⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀calling them "bro' during sex.
•⠀ masterlist 𓋰 💬 𝘀𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘀 ─── ᛫ ot9 x fem!r ✶ rough sex, mean teamies, brief nipple play, edging, biting, man handling. don't copy/translate my work. i only write on tumblr.
KEI’S hips stutter mid-thrust, burying himself deep as he stares down at you with dark, narrowed eyes. “bro?” his voice is low, dangerous. one large hand grips your jaw, forcing you to look at him while he rolls his hips slow and filthy. “you think this is something bros do?” he leans down, biting your bottom lip hard enough to make you gasp. “say it again and i’ll fuck that word right out of your mouth until the only thing you can call me is ‘baby’ or ‘sir’.”
FUMA pauses with his cock still pulsing inside you, a deep chuckle rumbling in his chest. “bro, huh?” he grabs your wrists and pins them above your head with one hand, the other sliding down to pinch your nipple. “cute. real cute.” his thrusts turn punishing, each one hitting that spot that makes your eyes roll back. “keep playing games and i’ll show you exactly how not-bro this dick feels when i’m done with you.”
NICHOLAS smirks against your neck, teeth grazing your skin as he keeps grinding into you lazily. “bro? baby, you’re dripping around me and you call me bro?” he flips you onto your stomach without pulling out, pressing your face into the pillow. “say it again while i fuck you from behind. i wanna hear how stupid it sounds when you’re moaning it.”
EUIJOO’S cheeks flush but his eyes seem to darken almost instantly. “bro…?” he slows down, dragging his cock along your walls teasingly. “that’s what you call me when i’m this deep?” his hand slips between you two, pressing at the bulge that swells against the skin of your stomach. he presses particularly hard before giving one rough thrust “then i’ll be a good bro and make you cum for me. let me feel how much you like calling me that while you fall apart.”
YUMA lets out a breathy laugh that quickly turns into a groan when you clench around him. “bro? seriously?” he grabs your thighs, pushing them wider as he snaps his hips faster. “you’re so fucking wet and still trying to be funny?” he leans down, whispering hot against your ear, “call me bro again and i’ll edge you until you’re crying and begging to call me anything but that again just so you can cum.”
JO freezes for a second, then a shy smile spreads across his face. without a word he hooks your legs over his shoulders and folds you in half, driving in so deep you see stars. “bro?” he repeats softly, voice husky. “no. try again.” every thrust is deliberate and powerful, his usual gentle demeanor faltering more and more with every thrust. “say my name properly.”
HARUA’S eyes widen before he grins mischievously, still rocking into you. “bro? okay, bet.” he suddenly pulls out, flips you over, and yanks your hips up so you’re on all fours. sliding back in with one smooth thrust, he leans over your back, his pace teasingly slow. “call me bro while i fuck you slow like this… see how long you last before you’re begging.”
TAKI’S rhythm falters at the word slipping from your mouth but then he speeds up, almost frantic. “bro..?—fuck, you’re really calling me that right now?” he grips your ass hard, spreading you open as he pounds into you. “you’re gonna regret it,” he growls, voice cracking with arousal. “gonna make you scream my name so loud you forget stupid words like that.”
MAKI stops completely, buried to the hilt, and gives you the most unimpressed yet turned-on look. “bro.” he clicks his tongue, then starts moving again—slow, deep, devastating strokes. “you really want to play that game while my cock is inside you?” one hand wraps around your throat lightly. “keep it up and i’ll remind you exactly who’s fucking you senseless.”
“the pure nape of her neck keeps driving me crazy”
You never knew a friendship could cross so many boundaries but with nicholas, it’s not like you had any to begin with.
Being spread out in front of him while his deep brown eyes pierce your body. Flesh hot from his gaze. Definitely wasn’t friendly.
“How are you so wet already” he taunts, his thumb pressing down hard onto your clit. Squirming in his gasp you mewl “please…nicho” his large hands move to your hips holding you still “please what?” his brow quirks ever so slightly “how can I know what you want if you don’t use your words. You’re a big girl aren’t you?” This time he shoves not one, but two fingers in your aching cunt grunting as you squeeze them mercilessly.
“Ngh- p-please use me”
The air shifts entirely. Nicholas now on the verge of losing it, he moves your shaking body to straddle him. He holds his finger up to your mouth, his eyes refusing to leave you “suck”
Obeying you open your mouth bashfully, licking the sides of his veiny fingers, you moan as you taste his salty perspiration. “You’re such a good girl f’me” he hums patting your head.
Truthfully, all you’ve ever wanted was his approval and praise. You always thought you were too ugly, too boring, unworthy of being intimate with him. Yet you believed him when he told you otherwise.
It angered him that you thought so lowly of yourself. like really angered him. Once you decided to reschedule plans because “your makeup looked disgusting” and when you refused to open the door, he kicked it in and fucked you so hard, until you couldn’t stand straight.
Lewd, wet sounds filled the room as you got off on sucking his finger. Releasing it with a loud “pop”, he regains his position with them in between your legs. His thumb circulating your bud you whimper into his chest grinding down, the friction of his jeans adding to your pleasure.
Another thing he hated was not being in control.
*thwack*
You open your eyes wide, moaning at the impact.
God he had ruined you. He strikes you across the face and it tastes like heaven.
His large veiny hand moves to your throat. Tightening around your soft skin. “Did I say you could fucking move” his lips move against yours as he speaks. His breath raging and hot.
You shake your head. Pools forming in your eyes “No nicho.”
“Maybe you should punish me.”
A large smile that doesn’t seem to reach his eyes plasters his face.
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