WELCOME TO THE FARM !

INTRODUCTION. You were desperate for a job— desperate enough to call the uncle you haven’t spoken to in years. Somehow, he lands you a position on his farm. Easy work, right?

Wrong.

The moment you arrive, you realize the entire workforce consists of hybrids… all of whom stare at you like you’re their newest curiosity. And as the only human on the farm, you’re starting to wonder what exactly your uncle hired you for.

Just as you’re settling in, he calls out one last instruction:

“Be gentle when servicing my hybrids!”

You freeze as you watch him disappears. And now every hybrid on the farm looks way too excited.

Congratulations. You have no idea what this job is— but the hybrids definitely do.

( ! ) Multiple Male Characters x Reader , porn with little/no plot , short series (?) , crossover , NSFW , smut , potentially ooc characters , HYBRID/FARM AU , heat cycles

( ‪‪❤︎‬ ) Inspired by Mr. A's Farm

( ✎ ) ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE I apologize in advance for any grammar mistakes I might make in the future fics. And also, please do not be afraid to comment if I misplace or misuse a tag/warning!

( # ) To see more about this series, look at #■■.Farm au !

INTRODUCING our beloved farm hybrids! They’re strong, hardworking, loyal, and—according to your uncle—very eager to meet you. So please, take good care of them, dear. They’ve worked so hard, and they deserve only the best (you). ꉂ(˵˃ ᗜ ˂˵)

COW HYBRIDS

BULL HYBRIDS

DOG HYBRIDS

CAT HYBRIDS

SHEEP HYBRIDS

CHICKEN HYBRIDS

SPECIALS !

( ✎ ) PLEASE NOTE that some of these tags might change and I might add more characters/hybrids if I feel like it! AND EXPECT slow updates and frequent editing in the fics! I’ll be posting each fic in no specific order.

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Everyone’s obsessed with big cocks. "Guys getting ruined over massive dicks" this, "size kink supremacy” that. Like size is some kind of fucking contest. Like only a giant cock can break a sub.

Fuck that noise.

He’s never had anything in there before — no cock, no fingers, no toys — nothing but his own fingers fumbling, fingers too shy to go deeper. So when you slide that tiny little toy inside, barely three inches of semi-hard silicon, you watch his body fall apart.

His eyes go wide, breath catches, and then it’s all trembling limbs and whispered cries he can’t control.

He swears he can take it. Laughs it off like a joke — but it’s not.

You push it in just a little more.

His whole body jerks. His hips snap back like he’s trying to escape something, but he can’t. Not yet.

That little toy is a devil in disguise — meant to prep him, to train him for what’s really coming. But right now? He’s ruined. Sobbing soft little whimpers because he’s so fucking full of something he barely even registers as real.

He clenches around it like it’s ripping him in half, legs shaking so badly you’re sure he’s about to collapse.

“P-please, s-stop… I-I can’t—” he chokes out, voice trembling, barely a whisper. “I’m — i-it’s too — too much…”

And it’s not even three fucking inches inside him.

He’s already torn, stretched raw, dripping around you like he’s been wrecked by your actual size. The thought of a bigger dick? No fucking way. He’d be shredded, a bloody mess, broken beyond repair.

But here he is.

His little hole clenches tight, desperate to squeeze it out, but it’s no use. He’s ruined.

“J-just… slow… please…?” he begs, voice cracking. “I-I never… n-never had this b-before. It hurts — b-but I want it! I want you… I’m yours, p-please…”

Bullshit. You know he isn’t ready. That’s why you’re here.

You drag it out a fraction, then push it back in, slow and deliberate, watching his body betray him with every inch. The tight squeeze, the desperate gasp, the low sobs that start slipping out when you don’t give him a break.

He’s fragile. So fragile.

The toy isn’t even close to the size he’ll have to take later. But his inexperienced ass is already wrecked. Already trembling around something so tiny, so insignificant.

You grip his jaw, force his eyes to meet yours. “You wanna see how fucked you’ll be when the real thing slides in?”

His cheeks flush crimson. He can’t even nod, breath hitching so hard he’s nearly choking.

He’s ruined.

From a cheap sex toy less than three inches long.

You can’t wait to slide your actual dick in — it’ll tear him apart. Rip him open and break him in ways he can’t even imagine yet.

But for now, you have him like this. Clawed open and leaking sobs on your bed, begging you for mercy he doesn’t deserve.

Pathetic.

And delicious.

hehehehheheheee pretty birb bf

winged bf who pick you up into their arms, gently cradling you as if you were made of glass and the finest jewelry as they tell you to “hang on” before unfurling their wings and taking off into the sky

winged bf who show you the beauty of flying, holding you securely in his arms as you take in the way how the world below you looks so small and beautiful. who only has a gentle smile on their faces as you point out the big apartments and parks where you go to for a picnic date. who only has eyes on you as you admire the twinkling lights of the world under you

winged bf who wrap their wing around you whenever you shiver, even if it was one of those annoying sudden ghost bump things you get out of the blue. he’s still worried, let him worry for you in peace😠

winged bf who plucks a feather out of their wing, gently tucking the soft feather into your hair, or on your jacket — wherever you want. he wants you to carry a piece of him to remind you by even though you regularly steal his clothes

winged bf who allows you to be only person to touch his wings, to care for them, to brush them, to just… well, touch them to your heart’s content really. he doesn’t care if you put the tip of his long feather ends over your lips, mimicking a mustache, he doesn’t care if you want to use it as a blanket, he doesn’t care if you wanna use the ends like a cat toy in front of his face. he’ll indulge in your silly shenanigans

winged bf who sheds at least once a year, filling your shared home with the old feathers. who is either smug about it or is apologetic as he helps you broom the excessive fallen feathers. at this point you could probably make a plushie or some sort of art project from the amount of feathers that he shed. to which he objects, saying these are all old and weakened feathers, offering his wing for you to pluck feathers from if you really wanna make an art project

winged bf who hides the two of you under his wing when cuddling in bed, the added layer of his own extra limb making the scene feel more intimate than it is. as if the entire world is blocked out, just a meager existence passing by as you two enjoy this moment of comfort as his wing becomes a curtain to give you two privacy

winged bf who sometimes gets too sexually frustrated and pent up with your curious hands constantly touching the place where his wing is connected to his back, the skin and muscles there are sensitive, making him jump in his seat whenever you do it to tease him

winged bf who knows that it isn’t your fault. you probably don’t know, you don’t have a wing after all, so you don’t know what it means when someone touches your wing. who only calms your worries with a forehead kiss, usually handling his problems himself

winged bf who lets out a whine into his hand, muffling the embarrassing noise as your hand wraps tighter around his cock. he was way too sensitive than usual and it was all because of your wandering hand on his wings. he probably should have explained it all to you but right now, he found his words escaping him, mind melting into a muddled mess as he finds his hands clawing at your own in desperation

winged bf who mumbles out a weak protest of being “s-sensitive! aaah… f-feels too sen—♡︎ sensitive! y-your haaandd♡︎” as his legs start to shake, staring through teary eyes as you coax out yet another climax out of him. his tip an angry cherry red from the continued torture of your hand, his slit weeping precum over and over again despite having just came, getting hard in your hand embarrassingly fast

winged bf who gets tortured by your loving hands for who knows how many times. his eyes are getting blurry and breathing started to hurt. even more, his dick was stinging, twitching every time your tight fist comes up to the tip, letting go briefly as if to taunt him, touching the dripping slit with the tip of your finger and making him whine loudly before fucking his cock into your hand again and again. this was just pure torture, he wanted to escape and run away but you were whispering such nice words to his ears. calling him your good boy, your angel, how you loved being with your beloved like this… could he really ever refuse you?

winged bf who gets more and more twitchy in your gentle hold as your hand picks up speed, the filthy wet noise of his earlier cum being used as a lube filling the room alongside his loud moans. who begs for you to not to touch his wing as it flutters around, dropping a feather or two onto the floor due to moving around so much. who only lets out a pathetic whimper of a “cuz’ ahh haamgh—! [n-name], please! please don’t—♡︎ d-don’t touch them...? they’re sensitive too aanh haagh mfgh♥︎!!” when you ask him why

winged bf who felt like his skin was on fire. everything felt too much but felt too little at the same time, his cock painfully hard again in your hold the moment you ran the tip of your finger over the bane of it. his muscles were getting tense, a strange sense of feeling coiling around in his stomach as you kiss the place where his wing and back connects, shifting around frantically with a chirp or a preen falling from his swollen lips

winged bf who weakly paws at your hand around his dick, wanting to push it away but chasing right after it with his hips as the strange feeling in his stomach just continues to grow worse. it didn’t felt like his usual orgasm, the way he would just fall apart in your hands. it felt more intense and that scared him. who cries out through loud whines and bitten back sobs that “f-feels weird!! aanhh haah [n-name]—! it mnggh♡︎ feels weird! my c-cock feels unnck haah ahh amhh weird♥︎♥︎!!”

winged bf who throws his head back into your shoulder, hands covering his beet red face as a scream tears through his lips, muscles tightening, body going taut in your arms when you gently bit into the base of his wing, your other hand keeping his wing in place so it wouldn’t flutter and knock you away as he fucking squirts into his stomach, painting his muscles and your hand white. who lets out soft chirps and noises, legs twitching and hands struggle to decide whether to hold onto you or to muffle his embarrassing noises

winged bf who only lets out weak noises and chirps when you try to communicate with him, asking him if he was doing alright and if your angel was with you right now after that overstimulating experience. who immediately hides within his wings the moment a sliver of sobriety hits him, too humiliated to even look you in the face because what was that? and why did he felt… so good?

winged bf who gives you a weak glare that you know isn’t exactly serious, pouting at you and complaining about how you messed up his mind and stuff. who lean into your touch as you push his hair away from him, getting to see the still reddened face and the few tear stains on his cheeks. who grumbles about how you have too much power over him when you chuckle, leaning in to plant a kiss to his pouting lips. who chase after you with a demand for a proper kiss this time

⇨ sephiroth, genesis, angeal, hawks, xiao, venti, angel devil, vash, knives, sunday, simeon, raphael + anyone you can think of!

Right where he wants to be

» sub!bottom!characters x dom!top!amab!reader

» Honkai star rail

» looking like a cute couple in the outside while being a sex toy in doors, mean!reader, rought sex, mentions of fingering, marking, semi-public sex, creampie

જ⁀➴ Dan Heng

Dan Heng is a caring man, he is always looking after you and sometimes even stopping you from being reckless, he has grown so close to you that in the outside anyone can say that you two are really cute together, after all it seems like innocent and pure love just by seeing you two interact and go throught the day, specially during expeditions of the astral express, but how can people not think of that way about you two? After all, Dan Heng is such a good boy. He still finds it in himself to feel embarrased of himself, of not only how much power you hold over him but also how easy it is for you to turn him on, but he will be damed if he ever said no to you, after all if he really had problems with it he would have put a stop to it long ago, he would have stop hearing to your every comand already, he wouldn't allow you to hold him from behind and let your hands play with his body the way you want when he tries to focus on the archives, if he truly wanted he would push you away instead of moving his body for you, he wouldn't arch his back and raise his hips in chase after you, he wouldn't move his head to let you have access to his neck, he wouldn't lift his own clothes and spread his legs when you tell him to do it, if he really wanted he wouldn't be in this situation, but if he had say no back then he would have be deprived of the bliss that it is to have your hands on him, the absolute bliss it is that is having you fingering his hole, to have you working on his own cock or even bending him over, to push him against a wall, to have you stretching his inside and proclaming him as yours with every thrust, the torture it is to let you do everything you want when you want it, to have you ignoring his complains about how other may find out or how you simply don't let him have a rest if you don't want to stop, what a blissful torture, aeons, he would have never guessed how good it would feel, even if he has to beg and follow instructions, even if he has to kneel down before you or be marked until his whole body is covered, he doesn't care because everything is more than worthy for the pleasure you bring him, of the way you fuck him that always manage to make him see stars

જ⁀➴ Mydeimos

It is quite subtle the way he express not only his love but also his soft spot for you, after all the way you two are always together gives away a bit the way he is always lingering close, the way he is actually paying attention to everything you say and even if there are times where he ends up glaring or even calling you an idiot both know that he would never mean it, and even if there are times when despite being quite subtle he ends up teased by the others Chrysos Heirs, but it isn't like that will stop him, after all nothing can stop him from staying close from you, to hearing your every words because for him it is a pleasure. It isn't that he cares much about what others may think of him but he isn't exactly looking forward for the others to know the power you hold over him, of course even if they find out it would be really hard to imagine it, after all only you have the power to give orders to the prince of Kremnos, the only one who holds the power to make the legs of the undying Mydeimos tremble and even almost give up, to make the warrior who grow up in battlefield feel like it is too much all because you can be so cruel when you want to, because you hold the power to make him kneel before you, to open his legs if you please, of push him down and raise his hips just for you, to make him to take you until he can't handle it anymore, until his mind becomes all fuzzy and his body moves just out of instinct, or perhaps if you are in the mood you can make him put those pretty lips of him to use just for you, and he will forever happily obligate because nothing in this life can make him feel so full and satisfied, nothing can drain him and still make his body beg for more like when you use him for your pleasure, because his body won't break and you are able to take full advantage of that, even when his mind may not be as stronge as his body and he will end up drunk and drooling over how good it feels

જ⁀➴ Gallagher

How shameless he can be just lead him to be incredibly open with his love for you, leading him to have a lot of small gestures that are incredibly loving, always pouring you a drink when he knows you need it, fixing your clothes without saying anything, gently placing the lose strays of your hair behind your ear and sometimes even just caressing your cheek out of pure adoration, there is not the slightest doubt of the love he holds for you, but just as he has no shame on openly love you he doesn't have even the slightest bit of shame when it comes to follow your ever order. When it is only you two and when you start touching him with that lustgul hunger of yours Gallagher becomes the most obedient lover you could ever ask for, it is just that you always make him feel so good, that no matter if you decide to threat him roughtly or painfully gentle, if you decide to be kind and love him with gentle kisses or tie down his hands and spank him until his skin is all red, he doesn't really care because you always make him reach cloud nine, because you have a way to touch him that always drives him crazy, because letting you have your fun using him always means that he will be filled, that his sweet spot will be kissed by your tip more times that how he can count and that you seed will be dripping from his holw at the end, that his body will be shaking and aching because of how much you love him, because you find his body attract him enough to use him like a pretty doll until he is completely overwhelmed and drained, until his voice is so broken that he can't moan anymore and still you will find a way to fuck him in a way that will still manage to make his voice come out, you have free pass to use him as much as you want, his mind, body and soul is for you to use and enjoy how you must because at the end, there is no doubt that he will enjoy it too

Needy Dragons Need Love!

imbib x reader, hint of sunday x reader, unestablished relationship. idk you guys just chill with each other (cuddle in bed). subby dan heng

yay

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The man in front of you blabbers on, contently engaging in a conversation with you. Unbeknownst to him, a needy dragon impatiently swishes his tail unconsciously, practically glaring holes into the man’s head in the corner of the room. If it weren’t for March 7th’s earlier intervention of “Dan Heng, you need to give them space to talk to the guy! It seems pretty important to them~? Mm… Dan Heng, go in the corner!” with a cheeky grin and all, he’d be by your side as usual. He suddenly notices your glance as you turn your head to check on him, noticing his own tail swishing as well before promptly and stiffly stopping the movement. But he liked this short, sweet moment of attention from you. Too bad the man in front of you stole your attention away from what was rightfully his again. Pay attention to your needy dragon!

No thoughts. Just big men and thick thighs.

Tw: nsfw, mentions of dacryphilia, belly bump, manhandling, thigh fetish, mind break if you squint just filthy stuff eh, I'm not good at this, idk what possessed me I was trying to sleep and this hits me like a ground breaking discovery

Synopsis- The best way to learn how to dick someone is to get dicked yourself. Word of warning tho- this has high chances of addiction and in best cases, a gay awakening.

Note- this started off in my head as a sweet, boy who didn’t know how to kiss, his person who taught him how to love, kind of story. But then of course, I only write at midnight, and my hormones were controlling my fingers and it ended up as this. I can only write fluff fics on a blue moon apparently.

So like, imagine if you will, [character], who’s nearing his 30s, but being the naive little thing he is, he’s still a virgin.

Not saying that he didn’t try. He’d been really busy with his life trying to achieve his dream job, and he did finally bag it. But by the time he was ready to actually meet someone, he was considered inexperienced.

Most girls he’d gone on a first date with really liked him at first. I mean, what was not to like in this sweet boy who talks so eagerly of his dreams and is all kind smiles and sunshine?

But when the fact came up that he was still a virgin, it always ended the same way. Some girls tried to give him a chance, they really did. But when he got all nervous and clueless, it kinda killed the mood.

This continued on to a point where he was almost desperate for a lover. And the only way to get someone in this day and age was to learn to have sex. He needed experience. But which girl would let him use her as a test subject, he didn’t have the heart to ever ask of such a thing.

Which only left him with one option. According to whatever was running in his mind, apparently. He came to you. His best friend’s ex-boyfriend, who also worked in the same department as him. His best friend had told him that you were the best thing she’d ever experienced. And of course, you were a very nice guy too. When she’d asked to breakup with you, you’d sat with her and actually talked it out, and ended it on good terms with her. She’d still sometimes talk to him about you, in random contexts, and they were all good things.

He’d explained to himself all this as he mustered up the courage to ask you for help. He’d somehow managed to bring up the topic without stuttering or backing out, and you’d been all ‘of course’s’, and he’d begun to think this was going rather easily, until you asked him if he wanted a demonstration.

It took him 2 whole minutes of “I-i didn’t-y-you’s’ to finally speak with his dick and say yes. Because what was better experience than getting dicked himself.

Which was how he ended up coming over to your house every Tuesday and Thursday nights. It started off as just something simple. The right way to kiss with tongue, where to keep his hands, all of which progressively made him addicted to your taste. It had occurred to him once mid make-out session that this was getting dangerous to him, emotionally and physically, but the feeling of your tongue down his through quickly cut off any further thoughts.

It only got worse for his heart and mind when you eventually got to putting your mouth on him, nibbling on his neck, sucking and twisting his sensitive nipples, and he swore he almost passed out when you sucked him off for a few minutes straight.

It had also occurred to him once that it’d probably have been better experience if he was the one doing these things, but then, again, when you kissed him with your mouth tasting of his cum, all he could think of was you getting him pregnant.

He found out, to his own surprise, that he was really sensitive inside, because when you pushed your tongue inside his hole, he’d come for what felt like minutes on end. The ecstasy only got better as every time you met, progressing from tongue to fingers to, this sent him to heaven and back he swears, fucking his thighs.

And finally, finally, when you pressed your tip inside his stretched hole, the feeling of you inside him, of your hands spreading his thighs apart, of your lips on his chest, the hyper awareness of every inch of you that pressed against him, he’d blurted out a confession he’d sworn to himself to take to the grave.

When you froze, he was pretty damn ready to get kicked out of the house, or worse, rejected and mocked at in the face, but then you groaned in what sounded like relief. He was confused and mortified and you could see it on his face, so you did the only thing that came to mind in that moment. You crashed your lips on his, bottoming out in a swift thrust, both of which earned a relieved cry against your mouth.

The night was young and you two wouldn’t get any younger so you guys were at it until sunrise.

Well, this was how he explained his gay awakening to his best friend, who deemed it a 100% valid reason.

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If the ending seemed a bit rushed, it’s cuz my brain was telling me to get that 4 whole hours of sleep that I could even get and my hormones were too impatient. Goodnight.

Edit- Good Lord I just reread this for the first time after typing it that night and the number of typos and grammatical errors I found in ts was so concerning 😭. I corrected a few and then I gave up so oop ig🫠. I need to check my other late night posts now TwT.