your friendly neighborhood ghoulfriend

Hi my name is DJ! (she/they) Species: Bunny Hybrid Breed: Yes A chubby, shy bunny who's prone to anxiousness. Responds the best to encouragement and patience, and enjoys physical embraces. Extra Info: - Has intense sensory issues, ex. loud noises, certain strong smells (specifically fish), certain textures (specifically mushy food) - Socially anxious, becomes awkward in large social situations and verbality grows with comfortability, ex. doesn't speak/speaks minimally around new people - Finds comfort in fidgeting, so is often pinching skin on her hands or moving around - Another source of comfort comes from holding things, preferably soft objects centering around special interests, ex. dinosaurs, sharks - Also likes to hold hands or arms

Congratulations on finding your forever home, @the-world-sucks! Kaminari Denki has just finished filling out all the necessary adoption papers and will be taking you home shortly!

Being the pro-hero, Chargebolt, you would have guessed Kaminari to be rather loud and boisterous, needing a hybrid who could match that energy. You would have guessed wrong, as Kaminari was actually at the adoption agency looking for someone who could bring a bit more calm into his life. He knew patience and quiet were two things in his life he lacked so, as bad of an idea as it may have been, he was looking to adopt someone who could help teach him how to be exactly that. It was pretty obvious from the get go that you were the one who was going to help him, with your shy nature and quiet demeanor — plus you were extremely cute to boot! — it was only a matter of moments before he was handing in all the necessary paperwork.

Life with Kaminari was always full of the unexpected. For someone who was known to be quite a loud and boisterous pro-hero, he did his best to tone all of that down when he was around you. He'd figured out rather early on that loud noises bothered you and, despite the fact he'd coo about how cute you were when you shied away from it all, he wanted you to be comfortable first and foremost. He lived for those moments when you'd look at him with sparkles in your eyes as he presented you with plush gifts and soft praise. He relished every time you'd cling to his hand or arm, never minding if your fingers dug into his skin. He adored every single second you made him feel like he was your number one.

He'd be lying to you and everyone else if he said he hadn't looked up the heat and mating cycles of bunny hybrids. He had been curious and, having never owned any sort of pet before, had wanted to be prepared. However, nothing could have ever prepared Kaminari for the extent of a bunny's heat and it was on more than one ocassion that he came home from a long day on patrol to find you panting and needy. He'd tried plenty to help — buying you toys, giving you a space to take care of yourself, letting you grind against the furniture — but none of it seemed to ease the ache of heat enough. He tried desperately not to think about the lewd things he could do for you, but by the time he'd run out of options, the only thing he had left to try was—

"Did you want me to help, DJ?" Kaminari's hands were already on your hips, fingertips dipping underneath the hem of your underwear. He tried to fight the bit of excitement in his voice, stamping it down. as he toyed with the idea of pulling your underwear completely off of you, knowing surely that they'd be soaked through with arousal.

At your keening whimper and desperate nod, Kaminari let go of all inhibitions and did just that, peeling the garment away from your aching core. Dropping down to his knees in front of you, he blew cold air against the slick that was coating your skin, causing you to twitch in response. His eyes met yours, looking for any sign that you'd want to back out. When he found none, Kaminari leaned forward, pressing the flat of his tongue against your throbbing clit. The relieved sigh, followed by a shuddered moan, was enough to give him the courage to continue. But by the time he had you lying on your back, his face between your thighs and his mouth over your cunt, he wasn't sure whether he was doing this for you or himself.

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Hi my name is Henry Species: Poodle Hybrid Breed: Yes Autistic with a specialized interest in bands such Fall Out Boy and My Chemical Romance; very much on the alternative side of life with a love of music, the supernatural and anything a little bit dark. Can often be found reading, writing or doing any sort of logic puzzle (loves a good sudoku) - proud of intelligence, if to the point of arrogance (probably needs to work on that). Friendly, quiet, VERY clingy.

Congratulations on finding your forever home, @henry-espionage! Iida Tenya has just finished filling out all the necessary adoption papers and will be taking you home shortly!

Had he been honest with himself, Iida probably would have confessed that he would've looked over you completely at the adoption agency if not for the fact you had caught his eye with the way you had your nose in a book, scribbling away. Curiosity got the best of him and, when he happened to look over your shoulder to find a mostly filled out puzzle book, he was impressed to say the least. He hadn't found any hybrid at the adoption agency as interesting as you and when he sat down to have some one on one time, getting to know you, he was awed further by the conversations you were able to hold with him. Iida enjoyed the thought of having a companion who could keep up in conversation with him, so despite his initial reservation, it was a no brainer for him to adopt you.

Life with Iida isn't that difficult, as he always ensures to have your health and happiness as one of his top priorities. In that sense, you couldn't have asked for a better owner. The only thing he asked for in return was obediance. As a rather strict owner, he had a lot of rules to follow. It was only natural that you'd mess up a few of them from time to time and when you did, he often had a strong grip on your chin to make sure you couldn't look away from the discontent in his eyes. He was never mean about it, always gently reminding you of the rules, but it was enough to have kept you a bit on edge when you weren't sure. Seeing this, he knew he would have to change his approach if he wanted to keep his beloved pet happy.

So he came to you with a proposition one day. "I've been reading about positive consequences lately and think it might be a better method to have you remember the rules more easily." That strong hand that often grabbed at your chin with calloused fingers instead threaded through your hair, scratching at that spot behind you ear that you oh so enjoyed the most. Iida gave you a tightlipped smile, but despite its strain you could see that it was reaching his eyes. "So how's about this, Henry. Every time you follow what I say exactly to the T, I'll give you something of a reward. That seems more beneficial for the both of us, don't you agree?"

And though you hadn't expected the rewards to go much farther than a scratch behind the ear or a serving of your favorite treat, Iida surprised you both when one of the first praises he gave you was a kiss straight to your lips.

To say his newer method worked well would be an understatement. Iida was quite impressed with your improvements, raising the value of your rewards every time. From a kiss on the lips, to a gentle graze of his teeth against the sensitive skin of your neck, to wandering hands that had you shivering in pleasure. At some point the rewards were for him as much as they were for you. It wasn't long before he had you on your stomach, pillow supporting your body as he had his head between your thighs, kissing and nipping. Those strong hands spread you open for him, tongue trailing closer to your sensitive rim and it had you wondering just how good you would have to be for him to allow you to have a taste of him instead.

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Hi my name is Jay Species: Ragamuffin Cat Hybrid Breed: Yes "I'm super shy most of the time and prefer the quiet, but am super affectionate with those I'm close to. I love alternate/indie music and love curling up with a good book, and I'm a sucker for baked goods and sweets."

Congratulations on finding your forever home, @izukusss! Nanami Kento has just finished filling out all the necessary adoption papers and will be taking you home shortly!

The first time you had seen Nanami at the adoption agency, he seemed scarier than originally intended. With a sharp look to his eyes and a frown on his face, it had made everyone nervous the way he seemed to scan through the crowds of hybrids waiting for adoption. Behind the glare of his glasses, you couldn't quite tell what he was looking for. It was only when his eyes settled upon you, seated quietly in the corner of the room, that his expression seemed to change; less critical and more at ease. He walked over, practically towering above you, before holding out a hand. After a beat and with you having not done anything, he pressed his lips together into a thin line before murmuring to himself, "Was it dog hybrids that sniffed hands as a hello? Maybe I got this wrong."

Life with Nanami taught you that there was definitely more than meets the eye when it came to a plethora of people, him being your biggest example. Despite his hardworking and no-nonsense attitude with most things, he longed for nothing more than a relaxing time where he could kick back and not have to worry about a single thing. Perhaps adopting you was one of the first steps he took toward that lifestyle, as he often tried his best to never burden you with the happenstances of his work. You were none the wiser to the existence of cursed spirits and he wanted to keep it that way, distracting you with your favorite hobbies and sweet bedtime cuddles. He was protective of you, barely letting anyone from his life come into your view for fear of ruining your — in his opinion — perfect innocence.

Nanami should have known better than to think you would stay forever doe eyed and innocent however, as with most hybrids, your heat eventually came. It was a bit of a learning experience for him at first as he tried to come up with ways to help you gain some relief. You refused every offer for him to find you a mate however, shyness and aversion to strangers thanks to his sheltering being you number one reason. At the same time, he couldn't bear to see you suffering through it on your own, panting and sweating and lazing around the house uncomfortably. It was only a matter of time before he had to take things into his own hands.

Lying with your back against the fluffy comforter of the bed, you stared up at Nanami as he hovered over you. There was a bit of sweat on his furrowed brow and his voice came out in a low whisper. "This is what you needed from me, hmm Jay?"

The mewl you gave him, accompanied by the watery look in your eyes, was enough for Nanami to continue, pressing soft kisses to your temple while he sank himself deeper inside of you. His own hips stuttered, momentarily lost in the feeling of you gratefully clenching around him. A soft sigh escaped his lips, drowned out by the pleasured groan you let out when he finally bottomed out, cockhead kissing the sensitively spongey spot inside of you. He'd take his time with you, ensuring he'd give you exactly what you needed to feel comfortable with him here in his home. After all, things were best done when he did them himself.

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Hi my name is Kitty Species: Lynx Hybrid Breed: Yes She takes a while to trust but once she does, she's loyal and protective. She prefers a quiet night in playing games or crafts, but is open to trying new things whether that's food or an activity. She's very introverted and dislikes crowds but won't hesitate to brave them if accompanied by her favorite person.

Congratulations on finding your forever home, @fuzztacular! Sebastian has just finished filling out all the necessary adoption papers and will be taking you home shortly!

Sebastian had always been drawn more to cats (and frogs) than any other creature; he enjoyed their aloofness, finding the personality type to be something he could handle. And when a cat would rub gently across his ankles, that low rumbling purr in their chest signifying that they trusted him, well, it felt like winning the lottery. So it was only natural for him to gravitate toward a hybrid of the same standards and it made perfect sense for him to be drawn to you out of them all. It didn't take him very long to decide to sign the adoption papers — he'd already hemmed and hawed enough on his way over. He just hoped your sensitive ears wouldn't mind the ride back home to the valley being on his motorcycle.

Life with Sebastian seemed to be the perfect balance of social interaction and solitude for the both of you. He appreciated that you were fine entertaining yourself for the most part, leaving him to work on his programming for hours on end. But when a break in his work eventually came, he loved that you'd easily snuggle up with him on his bed or couch, flipping through one of his many comics or glancing over his shoulder as he tapped away at a handheld device. He had never really believed before in the thought that pets and owners tend to take after each other, but was quickly convinced the more he learned about your similar mannerisms.

Intimacy with Sebastian was slow. He wasn't sure if it was the type of relationship he wanted with you at first, but even he couldn't deny the erratic way his heart jumped whenever you'd snuggle in just a bit closer than normal, that rumbling purr in your throat thrumming against him. He'd been caught off guard when you began palming at the front of his jeans and embarrassed when his body naturally reacted, growing rigid underneath your palm. It started with a kiss, like many things do, and ended with his head thrown back against the headrest to his couch, lips bitten and swollen as he tried to stifle the moans threatening to bubble up his chest. Your delicate fingers wrapped tightly around his flushed cock, sharp nails careful not to catch onto sensitive skin.

Sebastian wasn't much of a talker when he was in the throws of pleasure, so the most you'd get out of him was a strangled groan of half your name, his throat catching as he warbled out, "K-Kit..."

It took everything in his willpower to pry an eye open and look down. His face flushed red against his pale skin when he saw the languid strokes you gave him, base to tip and back again. When your thumb ran over his cockhead, smearing the pre that had already begun to collect, he hissed out a low cuss. Your ears twitched in response and a delicate smile curled onto your lips when your eyes met his hazy gaze. “K-Kitty,” he sighed, panting and breathless. It was the sound of your name that spurred you on to continue, dipping your head down low. Sebastian could only throw his head back onto the couch once more when your rough tongue met his length.

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Hi my name is Nina Species: Kitten Hybrid Breed: Yes "I'm very friendly, and love attention but I also enjoy my solitude. I like to read and write in my spare time, and I'm a rock music fan."

Congratulations on finding your forever home, @so-you-like-kpop! Shinsou Hitoshi has just finished filling out all the necessary adoption papers and will be taking you home shortly!

It was inevitable that Shinsou would be the type to want to adopt a cat hybrid. Felines were relaxing, generally easy to take care of, and overall fit in with his lax but busy lifestyle. He was especially drawn to you, the smallest of smiles playing on his lips when he first got you to purr by scratching at that little bit of gray fur right behind your ear. It didn't take him long to decide on adopting you and, though he wasn't much of a talker when you were first introduced, on the way home he let you know about everything he'd already had set up for your arrival. Your own bed, the fluffiest of blankets, a bunch of toys to keep you busy. The only thing left to think of was — "Shit, I didn't get any food. What do you like to eat, anyway?"

Life with Shinsou is full of late nights and sleepy mornings. As a pro-hero, he worked the graveyard shift most of the time, so it was more often than not that he would come home when the moon was high in the sky. This schedule worked well for you, allowing you to catch up on your reading — or dozing — in the warmth of the sunlight, then spending your nighttime hours being doted on by the mind-controlling hero. Though he may have a bit of a rough exterior with most, Shinsou had a soft spot for you and it showed in the way he could spend hours treating you well. He often said spending time with you was like being able to turn his own mind off for once, allowing himself some moments of peace before it all started again.

The first instance of intimacy came in the wee hours of the morning, when the both of you were fast asleep. The softest of groans had caught your ear, Shinsou's warm breath tickling the delicate fur. Bleary eyed and mind heavy with fog, you stirred a bit under the covers. In a rare occurrence, Shinsou had allowed you to snuggle in close to him for the night, cramming both your bodies onto his mattress fit for one. You'd just settled your back closer to his chest for more warmth when you felt a prod to your lower back, heated and twitching against you. Another groan fell from Shinsou's lips and he gave a slow roll of his hips. This time you were sure the pressure against your back was from him — or rather, his cock.

Another mumble, this one vaguely sounding like your name, and another grind against your backside had you practically purring. Giving in to needier instincts, you pressed yourself further against Shinsou, letting him rut against you in his sleep.

Temperatures climbing and skin feeling like it was heating up from the friction, you wriggled the blanket thrown over the both of you off. Cool air prickled your skin, but it didn’t last long as Shinsou tossed an arm around you, pulling you in even closer. “Where you going, Nina?” His question came out as a whisper against the nape of your neck, making you shiver. After being reassured that you weren’t intending to leave, another quiet breath fans across your skin, this time in a chuckle. “Guess I can’t feign being asleep anymore, huh?” Hands trailing down, Shinsou’s fingertips curled around the waist and to your bottoms, tugging them down an inch. “But maybe I should help you cool off a bit more by removing these, hmm?”

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Hello my name is Kaye Species: Fox Hybrid Breed: Yes An extroverted introvert! Loves people and spending time with them, but at the end of the day needs alone time and values independence. Likes reading, flowers, and making things, and expresses love through banter and spending quality time together.

Congratulations on finding your forever home, @sunflower-emoji! Sero Hanta has just finished filling out all the necessary adoption papers and will be taking you home shortly!

He had always been described as a person with exotic tastes, so it was only natural for Sero to gravitate toward an uncommon pet such as a fox. He was instantly enamored, fingers running through that fluffy tail of yours, watching as your ears would twitch when he'd tug just a tad too hard. He'd been teasing from the start, wanting to make sure you could handle his usual banter, and was rather impressed when you held your own, teasing him right back. It didn't take Sero very long to decide on adopting you, already thinking about the different things he would have to buy to prepare for a foxy hybrid.

Life with Sero was a party. He knew exactly how to have a good time, bringing you around to meet all kinds of fun people that became a part of your everyday lives. Though, he had to admit, his favorite part of life with you was at the end of the day when both your social batteries would be drained. Nothing quite said relaxing recharge like snuggling up on one another while flipping lazily through the TV channels. He's a bit of a clinger himself, so would prefer parallel play during your moments of needing independence, but if space to yourself was truly what you craved then he had no qualms with giving it to you — though he might pout just the tiniest bit.

If you thought he was teasing before, Sero becomes relentless when your relationship with him takes a turn for the more intimate. He loves to run his fingers along the underside of your tail, knowing it was a weak spot that would have your knees wobbling, and he'd always "save you from falling" by sweeping you up in his arms, just to toss you onto the bed mere moments later. Though he always has more of a dominant streak, he's more than willing to let you take control once in a while, falling back into the mattress while you plant kiss after nip and lick against his skin.

"Someone's feistier than usual today," he'd laugh, hands finding your waist as you pinned him down to the bed. He'd slow your roll with a quick surprise, bucking his hips up so you could feel the length of him.

Dominant as he may be, Sero was never one to fight back when you decided you wanted to be on top, instead controlling from the bottom as he helped guide you in grinding your needy cunt against his abs. The friction between your bodies, muffled only by the thin piece of fabric that made up your underwear, was not nearly enough to fully get you off, but he still perked up at every whine and moan that fell past your lips. Rhythmically, he'd guide with that slow roll of his hips, cock pressing into your backside whenever he'd guide you back. Sero wouldn't be satisfied until his skin was covered with your slick, the shiny evidence of an orgasm well earned.

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Hi my name is Velocibunni Species: Bunny Hybrid Breed: Yes "I love to play videogames with my friends when I'm not busy running my bakery! I'm eternally sleepy so I'm always sipping on coffee all day, and I love sweets! I enjoy making new friends from all over the world, and really want to travel more soon! Personality Type: INFJ"

Congratulations on finding your forever home, @velocibunnisbakery! Yasutomo Arakita has just finished filling out all the necessary adoption papers and will be taking you home shortly!

The first time you met Yasutomo at the agency, he had a sharp glare on his face and an annoyed quirk to his lip. He definitely didn't look like someone who was looking for a soft and quiet companion, so it was a surprise to everyone when he seemed to gravitate toward the bunny hybrids rather than anything boisterous. Despite his gruff exterior, Yasutomo was rather quiet himself, seated nearby as he waited for one of the floppy eared hybrids to come to him instead. It was you, the bravest of the bunch, who gave him a chance first. The satisfied smile — not a sneer, not even a smirk — he gave you as you approached was followed by an even gentler, "Hey there, bun-chan."

Life with Yasutomo quickly taught you that the quiet calm he showed you was definitely not his norm. If anything, it was your privilege alone to see this softer side of him as he was often loud and brash and argumentative with everyone else. He'd gotten questioned a lot, at first, as to his reasoning for adopting a bunny hybrid of all things when his own personality was that of a wolf. To the average person, he'd reply with an irked growl of, "Why not?" However, to those he was closest to, you'd see the slight tint of pink on his cheeks as he refused to give his real answer. He was a softie at heart with a penchant for caring for those smaller than him and he showed you that side to his personality often.

He'd felt a little guilty at first, bashful even, when your relationship took a turn for the more intimate and it actually took him a while to not burn red whenever your soft hand would dance across at his bare skin, begging for him to touch you. Once the thought of intimacy became routine for him, however, Yasutomo began to show you more of his teasing cockiness. For all the times a simple touch from you had made him blush, he mentally vowed to do double as much for you. Whispering into the skin of your neck about all the things he'd do to, he reveled in the shivers you'd give him every time one of his canines so much as grazed at your sweet spots.

"Who knew my little bun-chan had such a naughty streak," he'd chuckle lowly, the hand on your chest groping with rough, calloused fingers. "S'pose it's kinda in your nature, huh? Should've guessed you'd be in heat so often."

With another grope, Yasutomo's hand left your chest to trail down the rest of your body. His eyes caught onto every twitch you gave him in response, his smirk curling wider against your skin. "I wouldn't be such a good owner if I let you take care of this yourself all the time, hm?" he asked, pressing himself flush against you in a rhythmic motion. The thick of his cock was pressed against your backside, bumping into your twitching cotton tail with every rut of his hips. A whine fell from your lips, desperate for more friction, and Yasutomo responded with a warm breath to the shell of your flopped ear. His thumb hooked into the waistband of your shorts, tugging them downward. "Wouldn't want anyone to think I was a bad owner, huh?"

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Hi my name is ✨Zazzi✨ Species: Dragon (Coastal) Hybrid Breed: Yes Location: Musutafu Adoption Agency (same trainstop as U.A) Likes: Coffee, Minerology, and Dancing - Can be easily bribed out of den with cats, pastries, or crystals - Very cuddly and fiercely loyal to the right owner. Warning: Will ensure you're eating properly whether you like it or not. !Bites when threatened!

Congratulations on finding your forever home, @dizazter-dragoon! Takami Keigo has just finished filling out all the necessary adoption papers and will be taking you home shortly!

It had been the sparkle of his jewelry that had caught your attention at first. And it had been your incessant staring that caught Takami's attention as well. Though he hadn't been at the adoption agency to get a pet for himself, he couldn't help but be rather curious about the dragon hybrid making her den in the corner of the room. "Aw, look, I think this one likes me," he'd teased that very first day, pointing with a gloved finger. You'd promptly bit the tip of it, annoyed at his brazen attitude. It took several more weeks — and several more teasing comments followed by biting remarks — before Takami finally walked out of the adoption agency with you in tow. Despite your initial bad start with him, you couldn't help the smile on your face when you finally left your previous home.

Life with Takami was hectic at first and you nearly called it quits, wanting to hoof it back to the agency. He was constantly trying to keep up with appearances, dressing you to the nines, taking you out to the fanciest of places to treat you well. It wasn't until you'd said enough was enough, and you were happier with the simpler things in life being the norm, that he started to relax a bit. Suddenly Sunday mornings were spent sleeping in instead of at press conferences; coffee was taken with two lumps of sugar and a tired smile; meals were actually eaten on time instead of five hours late. Takami came to learn, thanks to you, that he enjoyed the slower pace of life as well.

Intimacy started accidentally with a quiet whisper heard down the hallway. You'd been up late, padding your way through the halls of your shared home, a cup of cool water in your hands. You'd just passed Takami's door when you heard it, his quiet rumble of your name followed by a muffled sigh. It was in your nature to be curious and it was that curiosity that rewarded you with a sight to behold. Peering through the crack of his bedroom door, you watched as Takami's hand moved in languid motions against the stiff of his cock. His thumb rolled against the tip, smearing pre and causing him to let out another low, rumbling groan.

He repeated your name and you froze. His eyes met yours through the small space made by his door. "Zazzi, I know you're there. I can hear you. Come here."

You would've backed up if it weren't for his last command. Opening his door a bit further, you stepped inside and held your breath, eyes trailing back down toward his flushed tipped being choked by strong fingers. You licked your lips, an action that didn't go unnoticed by Takami. With his free hand, he patted the side of his bed next to his hips, a devilish smirk on his face like he knew exactly where this was heading. "You want a closer look, girl? I'll let you have one as long as you promise not to bite this time."

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Hi my name is Miz Species: Highland Cow Hybrid Breed: Yes "Miz is pretty shy, especially around new people. Though once comfortable, she'll become extremely friendly. Enjoys drawing, baking, and video games. Very jumpy, scared of loud noises and the dark; though curiously, enjoys horror. Note: Miz hates being on camera and thus had to be tricked into looking at a worker for photo to be taken."

Congratulations on finding your forever home, @thenamesmiz! Farmer Izuku Midoriya has just finished filling out all the necessary adoption papers and will be taking you home shortly!

When the agency gets a new bovine hybrid into the mix, local farmer Izuku is usually the first on the scene to check them out. He's an expert, knowing exactly what these types of hybrids need to thrive in their environments. That much was evident from the very first moment he met you, his charming, boyish smile bright as he held out a calloused hand for you to greet. Placing your cheek against it, he gave one of the softest scratches behind your ear. "Well, don't you just have the prettiest coat I've ever seen on a Highland," he cooed, chuckling low at the way your face turned warm from the compliment. "I'd love to have you as one of my own, if you'd let me."

It wasn't every day that an owner would ask a pet's permission before adoption, but that precidented a new life with Midoriya that was full of mutual respect and caring. He learned fairly early on the kinds of things you liked to do and did his best to include them in your enrichment, never minding if you'd prefer his companionship over that of the other hybrids at the farm. Soon enough, you were spending more time in his farm house than you were in the barn. Sometimes he'd find you humming away in the kitchen, delicious scents wafting from the oven. Other times he'd find you curled up in his bed, hiding under the covers while the credits to one of your favorite movies played in the background. Every time he'd greet you with that same charming smile, like it was meant only for you.

Intimacy wasn't exactly like a routine, but Midoriya made sure to take care of his girls. You were no exception and, when your heat eventually came around, Midoriya was more than ready for you. Taking you back to his farmhouse, you were greeted by sweet scented candles and the plushest of bedding; creature comforts he knew would get you to relax fully for him. He wanted you to be sure that whenever heat season came around, you were guaranteed a gentle and soothing time, strong hands kneeding away all the aches and pains that came.

Strong hands groped at your chest. A tight grip squeezed at your waist. Calloused, rough fingers working diligently at your clit, smoothing out circles and bringing you close to the edge of release.

"That's a good girl, Miz," he'd coo gently into your hair, huffing out a breath that sounded halfway like a chuckle when your ear twitched in response. Your face would burn when his hand ventured further, slipping past your swollen puffy bud and dipping into your core. You could feel his thick digits slide in easily with your slick. "That's all you're gunna give me? I think we could try for one more, just to be sure you feel one hundred percent better." It was the only lie he'd ever tell you, as Midoriya wouldn't feel satisfied until you'd cum several times over that night.

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Hi my name is Bunny Species: Mini Lop Hybrid Breed: Yes "I'm sensitive, kind, and a bit sassy. I'm shy but affectionate; a reserved people pleaser with my head in the clouds. I like indie and alt rock music, and anything pastel and pretty. INFP"

Congratulations on finding your forever home, @millennialmagicalgirl! Sakurayashiki Kaoru has just finished filling out all the necessary adoption papers and will be taking you home shortly!

Kaoru had come into the agency with a quiet pet in mind. Someone who wouldn't bother him while he worked; someone who could handle their own; someone who could work with his mild-mannered temper, but hold their own when he got a little more passionate. A bunny seemed to be the perfect choice. And, though his initial choosing of you seemed to be a bit more on the superficial side — you were soft, fluffy, easy on the eyes, and seemed to go oh so well with his chosen palette — he found himself enjoying your presence more and more as he got to know you personally. That being said, Kaoru didn't just straight into adoption. Ever the planner, he wanted to make sure the two of you got along well enough before he signed the papers. Though, some would say a week seemed to be some kind of record for him to accept someone into his circle so willingly.

Life with Kaoru was easy going. At first. He'd never wanted to bring you into the world of S, nor did he ever expect you to get so into it. In fact, he would have been perfectly content with keeping you at home, his sweet little bunny that calmed him down after a long night of racing. He couldn't keep his secondary life a secret from you for long however, as the hidden scrapes and bruises would show themselves eventually. Though he never expects you to join him for a night out at S, knowing your dislike for the boisterous crowds, he's always appreciative when you do show up. On those nights, people swear that the cool and calculating Cherry seemed to have a softer look in his eyes.

Intimacy happened almost naturally, at first like a good master taking care of his precious pet. A gentle hand on your side, grazing your soft skin in soothing motions to calm you down from a night of excitement. He'd never miss the way you'd shiver, nose nuzzling a bit deeper into his lap. Soon his hands were traveling to other places, curiously taking in every little reaction from you, ready to stop at the first sign of your discomfort. But it never came, a fact that had Kaoru smirking with some amusement.

"Oh, so it's like that for you, hmm?" he'd tease as the tips of his fingers curled around the hem of your soft dress. He'd raise a brow when you repositioned yourself, giving him better access to what was underneath.

Ambidexterity had never been his strong suit and Kaoru would soon find himself abandoning the work on his laptop in front of him to provide you with his full, undivided attention. Nimble fingers dipping below dampening cotton, he'd coo, "Is this what my little Bunny needed tonight?" The press of your nose against his hardening cock beneath his robes — your desperate attempt to hide your warm face — was all the answer he needed to continue, swirling circles and collecting slick. "There's no need to be so bashful," he'd reassure, though the tone of his voice only had your skin prickling further. "I make sure to take really good care of my girls."

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Hi my name is Meru Species: Succubus Hybrid Breed: Yes "Sensitive but bratty. Very shy at first, but when comfortable is a fireball. Loves food and physical touch. Not afraid of voicing opinions even if they are rude. Super sweet to the ones I love."

Congratulations on finding your forever home, @meru-the-succubus! Bakugo Katsuki has just finished filling out all the necessary adoption papers and will be taking you home shortly!

Bakugo had originally been at the adoption agency for an outreach event started by his hero agency. In fact, he'd come into the adoption agency that day with no thoughts of getting his own pet in mind. He would have succeeded too, if not for the curious hybrid following him around all day. Strangely enough, the agency doesn't exactly remember ever receiving a succubus hybrid into our files... But by the time Bakugo was leaving the outreach event, he curiously had all the correct paperwork filled out and ready to take the partial demon home. The satisfied grin on your face was as if the events leading up to that moment had gone exactly to some plan. As if you'd intentionally found your way into this specific adoption agency to find him.

Life with Bakugo was an emotional rollercoaster full of adrenaline filled highs, but unfortunately also full of extremely ragged lows. He can be rather argumentative at times, even to someone he's supposed to be caring for. Thankfully your own spark of dominance makes you the type to not back off so easily. During those rare moments where he does take things a bit too far however, you're always guarenteed to see him apologizing to your first, holding you close and murmuring about how he didn't mean the shit he'd said. When he's not letting his emotions go unchecked in front of you, Bakugo is actually a rather intuitive owner, knowing exactly the things you need whether it be a nutritious meal, a break from the crowd, a lap to curl up against.

Speaking of knowing exactly what you needed, it didn't take Bakugo long to figure out that part of owning a succubus hybrid was taking care of your more intimate and primal needs. The first time you kissed him it had literally sapped the energy from him, but you looked so content and satsified, licking at your lips and humming like you'd just tasted an amazing meal. It wasn't long before you were begging for more, the innocent gesture of a sweet kiss no longer able to sustain you as much as it used to.

"Sh-shit, Meru, slow down," Bakugo rasped, another cuss falling past his lips. His fingers twitched as they threaded through your hair, fingertips grazing the horns that adorned your head.

You practically purred in response to his strangled groans, ignoring his plea as you wrapped your lips around the tip of his shaft once more. The flat of your tongue ran along veins and curly hairs, trailing upward until it was swirling around his blushing tip. The pre that had already begun to collect was salty against your tastebuds and you lapped at it fervently, coaxing him to produce more. The squeeze of Bakugo's fingertips around your little devil horns only spurred you on further, relishing in making your brash master stutter. You'd milk him dry, if it was the last thing you'd do, and you'd have your fill for the night.

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Hi my name is A'sani Species: Puppy Girl (Black German Shepherd + Human) Breed: Yes - A'sani is an energetic one, always moving around and needing something to do. - Also an anxious mess... Just wants to please whoever she can. - Very protective! Needs someone she can also take care of. - Gets along well with others, especially kids. - Slightly germaphobic. She's not used to physical affection either due to this. Likes: Being outside, Parallel play, fashion, video games Dislikes: Loud noise, other people's saliva, cross-contamination

Congratulations on finding your forever home, @noetophat! Fushiguro Megumi has just finished filling out all the necessary adoption papers and will be taking you home shortly!

He'd stayed seated in the corner of the agency for a while, observing the pets up for adoption. If there were only a few ways Fushiguro could describe what he saw, it would be loud, annoying, and overall overwhelming. So, when he saw a lone german shepherd hybrid seated in the opposite corner, perfectly content entertaining themself, he was intrigued. Introductions were slow and Fushiguro didn't talk much as he tried to get a feel for how you would act; he was a bit more than surprised when you wound up being quite chatty, but despite the outpour of words from you, he couldn't help but find your tone relaxing. To say he was impressed that you'd managed to catch his attention without aggrivating his nerves was an understatement. It actually took a few more visits before Fushiguro decided to bite that bullet and adopt, but he truly couldn't see himself getting closer with any other person at the agency.

Life with Fushiguro was all about learning how to balance each other. He was already such an independant person by the time the two of you came together, that it was difficult for him to let go some of that control. Little by little, however, you broke down some of his walls and showed him it was okay to let someone else take care of him for a change. Despite your quiet nature, he recognized that you were just as fiercely loyal as he was and it relieved him to know he could depend on someone to be there for him in return. And in return, he hoped to quell some of your own anxieties, reminding you that it was okay to voice your own opinions, even if they differed from his. In fact, it was your differences that he came to enjoy the most, often finding them grounding.

Intimancy with Fushiguro started slow and methodical. He knew of you aversion to germs from the start, having found out the hard way when you recoiled to his hand when he'd first offered a pat on the head. Because of that, he took a long time to build up toward the physical part of the relationship; a gentle graze of his knuckle against your skin as he helped you put on your collar; a lingering touch from his finger as he helped you slip on your shoes. Though small, each touch held behind it the type of care that had you prickling for more. It wasn't long before you were allowing him to do more, testing your own boundaries.

"This is okay, right, A'sani?" Fushiguro asked, the pads of his fingers against your cheek. When you responded with a slow nod, he pushed further, fingers curling into strands of your hair, pushing them off your face. His palm was warm on your cheek. "And more?"

With another one of your nods, Fushiguro leaned in close, lips a breath away from yours. When you didn't pull away, he pressed them against you in a kiss. Warm, soft, if not a little chapped, he smoothed his lips against yours before trailing them down your jawline. Careful not to dip his tongue against your skin, his lips traced downward. It wasn't long before he had you on your back, nose against your pelvis and lips hovering over sensitive nerves. He felt you twitch as he placed a kiss there, eyes peering up toward your own nervous gaze. "We'll go at your pace," he murmured against your pleasure stricken skin, reassuring you that the messier parts of intimacy could come later. After all, the two of you had the rest of your lives together.

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Hi my name is Luxie Species: Syren Hybrid Breed: Yes "I love to read, mostly horror and smut, and I have random fits of being very talkative. I'm affectionate more often than not but I sleep easily and often unless it's bedtime in which I don't sleep at all. I love every gender and I like people who can talk for me."

Congratulations on finding your forever home, @lordofluxury! Nobara Kugisaki has just finished filling out all the necessary adoption papers and will be taking you home shortly!

Nobara had walked into the adoption agency with a more traditional pet in mind — a dog or cat hybrid; someone who was per the norm and wouldn't be too difficult to leave on their own when she was away on long missions. However, upon walking into the agency, she was distracted by the vision of a syren dozing by a window in the warm rays of the sun and it was like her heart had skipped a beat. How beautiful and exotic for a hybrid like you to be cooped up in this town. Superficially, she reveled in the idea of being next to someone so unique and gorgeous. Thankfully she found that your personality didn't clash with hers in the slightest and it didn't take long her for to convince the agency to let her adopt.

Life with Nobara was a learning experience for the both of you, full of wishful thinking and high hoping dreams. She'd often show you pictures of sparkling cities, spanning oceans, and crystalline lakes that she saw on her travels, boasting that one day she would be able to afford a large home near the water to keep for you — instead of the small bath she had you cramped in currently. These conversations would last well into the night, going from her gushing about the places she'd take you until they'd taper off into sleepy mumbles. By then, you'd take over, chattering away about the many stories you'd read and heard while she rested for the night in your lap.

Intimacy wasn't something Nobara originally had planned for her relationship with you and it certainly didn't start with her own actions. Rather, it was you who had made the first move — though your gesture had been small and innocent — leaning down to press a chaste kiss to her lips in one of those rare moments where she was relaxing against you. Feeling the quick bit of affection, she tilted her gaze to get a better look, sleep addled eyes widened by a fraction and face burning with embarrassment. Instantly awake. "What the hell was that?" Her question would be loud, punctated by her suddenly sitting up to face you. It had you backing up slightly, wondering if it had been a mistake to show your affection in that way, but Nobara quickly tutted, "I didn't say I didn't like it."

You were caught off guard when she pulled you closer by the collar, pressing her lips fervently to yours. She pulled away only when breathing became essential. "Luxie, tell me you want more."

A hazy nod was all you needed to give her for Nobara to lean in once more. Sweet first kisses turned feverish, gentle touches turned bold. A groan slipped past your lips when she took the lead, moving above you to straddle your lap. She rolled her hips against yours, friction sparking pleasure as the heat of her core pressed against you. Your hands moved to hold her hips, guiding her grinding. Pulling away, tongues connected with a thin strand of saliva, she'd give you an amused smile. What an exotic and exciting pet she had, indeed.

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Hi my name is Starr ⭐ Species: Dalmatian Breed: Yes About: Film lover, deadly sweet tooth, will want to follow you around everywhere. Starr is also very creative and will craft gifts for you constantly. Bonus Info: Very shy at first… Maybe painfully so but once she opens up… She won’t stop yapping 😔 and biting. She's a biter.

Congratulations on finding your forever home, @dcsiremc! Alexandra Garcia has just finished filling out all the necessary adoption papers and will be taking you home shortly!

Alex knew from the moment she walked into the adoption agency that the cute Dalmatian hybrid bundled up in the corner of the room, hiding behind the soft downy plush of a blanket, had to be hers. She spent the better half of her timeslot trying to coax you into her arms and, upon her success, spent the latter half of her timeslot showering you with love and affectionate kisses. The coo of, "my sweet girl," left her lips more times than you could count, repeating off her tongue like a record. It was clear from the beginning that she wouldn't be leaving the agency without you. Similarly, your tail thumped in rhythm with your ecstatic heart, Alex's enthusiasm for your adoption infectious to the point your cheeks hurt from smiling.

Life with Alex turned out to be a larger adventure than you had initially expected. Sure she was loving, doting, and clued in to your every need, but she also pushed you to be a better version of yourself; to get out of your comfort zone often. With the amount of travel she did for work, you were always brought along to places where you would meet people of all walks of life. The little growl you'd give strangers, always muffled as you held tightly to her hand while hiding behind her, left wide smiles on her face. "Starr, that's not how we say hello to my students," she'd teasingly scold, a strong hand rubbing soothing circles onto the small of your back.

Alex was affectionate from the start, giving you sweet kisses and lingering touches. It honestly didn't take long for her naturally teasing nature to push things further along. Gentle caresses devolved into grazing fingertips, a low chuckle leaving her lips when you shivered followed by a whining whimper. "Oh? Did you like that my sweet little pup?" She'd punctuate her question with a kiss to the side of your neck, her breath fanning hotly against your flopped ear. It would linger there for only a moment before she pressed another kiss to your shoulder, then your collar bone, venturing further down toward your chest.

"I'm so proud of you. You've been a really good girl," she'd coo, fingertips dancing lower as she played with the skin of your inner thighs. "And good girls deserve a reward."

Always so nimble with her fingers, Alex knew exactly what to do to have you melting into a whimpering puddle in front of her. Fingertips slipping past damp cotton to collect up the slick that had begun to form, she'd distract you with more kisses as her fingers circled sensitive nerves. "Always so sweet," she'd tease, pulling away just enough to press her wet fingers to her tongue. There was a glimmer in her eye that said she wanted more. "Just like sugar."

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Hi my name is Maisie Species: Puppy Hybrid Breed: Yes “I’m sensitive and emotional but I’m very friendly and a bit goofy. I love making others smile and laugh! I love pink and lace and soft things but I’m also a goth, I listen mostly to goth music. Personality type: ESFJ”

Congratulations on finding your forever home, @sovya! Tokoyami Fumikage has just finished filling out all the necessary adoption papers and will be taking you home shortly!

People had certain expectations when the Jet-Black Hero walked into the adoption agency — perhaps he would get a pet sleek and dark, similar to himself; perhaps he would get a pet as exotic as his desires; perhaps he would get a pet that could keep up with the embodiment of chaos that is Dark Shadow — so when he later walked out of the building with a cute, fluffy eared puppy hybrid, people were more than just a little shocked. But for Tokoyami, it was love at first sight. How poetic, he thought, for him to be drawn to someone so sweet and soft; a literal light to his darkness; the balance he needed.

Life with Tokoyami was strict, but spoiled. He demanded nothing but the utmost respect and dedication from his sweet little puppy and he was pleased when you gave it to him wholeheartedly. Often, you were rewarded with pink frills and cushiony lace; Dark Shadow had the tendency to go to the extremes, insisting on dressing you in the cutest, softest garments that heavily contrasted the gloom that is Tokoyami's wardrobe. They were both worried at first — what if you found his brand too overwhelming? Too scary? — but those fears were eased once he realized you, too, had a certain love for the more macabre side of things. His perfect, precious puppy had a darker side he adored.

That being said, the more intimate side of his relationship with you took a long time to develop. It wasn’t lost on Tokoyami that he often felt dry in the throat and tight in the pants when you stared up at him with your wet, puppy eyes, framed delicately with ribbons of lace. How often did he think about grabbing you by the collar, just to tug you close and steal your breath away? More often than he dared to admit. How many nights did he spend watching as you kicked your feet in your dreams, his hand palming at his stiffening cock? Far too many than he dared to utter. How long had he fantasized about spoiling your innocent face with a look of messy, drooling debauchery? Too long to play innocent at the need prickling under his skin. Every day it grew harder to ignore his more filthier desires.

So, one night when he found you curled in your plush cage and whimpering from a heat too strong, well, there was only one thing left a good master such as himself could do.

“Maisie,” he called quietly, patting the plush of his mattress right beside him, beckoning for you to join him — a rare occasion becoming more and more commonplace. “Come here.” When you crawled up beside him, he gathered you close and placed you on his lap. He could feel the warmth of your core, thinly veiled by damp piece of cotton, pressed hotly against him. Goosebumps prickled his skin as his hands guided you in grinding against his stiffening cock. A relieved sigh left him as he heard your soothed whimpers. “Let me take care of you.”

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