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idk if i should keep trying to write or just stop, but i really want to finish the current asks in my inbox- as well as the on going 10k+ oneshot i'm working on in my mother language.

Wild hybrids weren't the most popular among owners, and Sooyoung knew that. The staff that handled her adoption papers had asked if she was sure several times, enough to annoy the older woman. But she wouldn't back out, and she didn't.

She understood why society thought like that - she had seen on the news a few times, stories about hybrids of wild species hurting their owners pretty badly. However, Sooyoung knew her little baby wolf would never do something like that.

Yerim wasn't the most normal hybrid to have, either - she was a tanuki, afterall, the rare specimen of japanese dog raccoon. She was too cute, and didn't look threatening at all, so that's probably why no one bothered to say something about the exotic hybrid. It's one less problem to the family of four to deal with, so Sooyoung never bothered to think too much about it.

After a few months being a family, the human scheduled a lovely routine, having at least one outing in family to have a little fun and, today was one of these days.

The outing wasn't so fun, though. Hyejoo felt uncomfortable, not even the food was able to distract her of the stares. Everyone in that goddamned restaurant seemed to stare; fearful, hateful, incredulous stares - none of them curiosity or amusement - and although a kid, Hyejoo felt every single one of them, burning her back.

Sooyoung felt like they should go home. Even clueless and oblivious Yerim noticed the tense atmosphere, though both her and the oldest sister kept their mouths shut.

Until,

"Excuse me, Miss, kids. I'm Haseul, your waiter and butler for today!" Being a devotes customer of the said restaurant, Sooyoung recognized the woman in front of their table, Miss Jo, the manager of the establishment - one specially built with the purpose of being welcoming to all kinds of hybrids. Haseul quit her "staff voice" to whisper a little lower. "I see the stares, and I know a place that will be way more fun." She managed to wink the little eyes.

Then, manager Seul - that's how she begged the kids to call her - dragged the little family to the upper floor, where this big, indoor playground took place. All the hybrids got excited, tails wagging and eats twitching happily.

While usually the access to the playground are would cost a little more on the bill, that time (and all the succeding ones) it turned out to be free.

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THANK YOU OMG!!!! English isnt my first language so the feedback is always appreciated! I'm glad you enjoyed reading it! i'm not too big on writing """long""" (yeah 1k is long for me, as a drabble writer,) oneshots, but if felt like that idea grew on me as i wrote it

it wasnt just me! the prompt was amazing as well 🥺 thanks to whoever sent that btw uwu

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content warning: a little “gory” descriptions of the hanahaki disease at haseul’s part, blood.

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Jinsoul notices it first. How they barely see Haseul around anymore. She feels like it had been months, but she knows it'd been barely two weeks.

They'd usually meet for coffee after their internship, abusing a little of Sooyoung's mom's generosity and getting one or two chocolate cookies for free - as it was her coffee shop, anyways - after the stressing hours working hard. Many beautiful smiles thrown around the comfy table, happy giggles and innocent looks of the blossoming friendship showing thorught the bubbly atmosphere

The second she notices as well, Sooyoung is confused. She's also scared she had done something bad for their short best friend. She wonders if something happened between Haseul and her, now, girlfriend. Even if the black haired woman was her girl now, Sooyoung knew she - they both were - was in love with the shorty.

The last time they had seen the youngest, was the day they revealed their little secret.

"She seemed fine, after we told her," They didn't have in mind that Haseul is an incredible actress. "Maybe she just wants to give us more time alone!" The Ha wasn't sure of that. Although she and Jinsol have been really happy together, having fun dates and everything... It just wasn’t the same without Haseul; for neither of them.

If Jinsol knew Sooyoung well, Sooyoung could literally read Haseul like an open book. They even met each other at kindergarden, like life is a beautiful childhood friends' story gone wrong.

"Sol," Sooyoung's eyes were glistening - she was scared, - worry, sadness and regret filling her lone tears. "We need to find her. Now"

/---/

Haseul would be lying if she said she did not know where it all started. The day she saw blonde and dark brown hair contrasting the cloudy sky above them in high school, Haseul knew she was in deep. It was somewhere around sophomore and junior year; with a nerd turned blonde and a dancer turned nerd.

She met Sooyoung in kindergarden, puffy cheek and charming moles drawing the attention of a 5-year-old Jo Haseul ever since. Then, they met Jinsol in high school - big glasses, messy ink black hair and nerdy hobbies.

It all escalated from there; shy feelings turning into cravings, dreams turned drunken realities. Although forever hidden, thoss feelings were never gone.

Jo Haseul kissed Jung Jinsol and Ha Sooyoung when they were all 18 and a few too many drinks into a high school party ,and, hell. The youngest of the girls knew from then, she wouldn't be able to picture herself with anyone else.

/---/

Maybe she still had a bit of hope inside her - maybe she hoped one day she'd confess and have Jinsol's and Sooyoung's lovs just for her. Although hidden, her feelings were hopeful.

She was wrong.

Just that weekend, her best friends dropped the truth on her - they were dating. God, Haseul thought the feeling of your heart shattering into the tiniest pieces was just an exaggerated way of telling stories, but she felt it. She felt it like her whole being was porcelain, and the air the strongest of the hammers.

It hurt, but nothing would ever compare to what was still to come.

The first time it happened, was during the late evening of a Monday. Haseul’s throat itched and hurt endlessly, until the hardest cough gave place to a little, yet painful, sunflower petal.

The yellow looking flower somehow painted with red, blood droplets, fell to the floor along the silence despair in the Jo’s eyes. She knew what it meant - her family had a history of an hereditary, ancient disease that affected the Jo women ever since centuries ago. She didn’t think destiny would chose her.

The days and nights came slowly, the painful flower blooming inside her lungs as if it was the most fertile soil it could have. Tuesday, she’d cough up seeds and petals. Wednesday, she’d feel the flowers sucking the life off of her. Thursday, Haseul threw up a whole Helianthus flower, blood dripping out of the corner of her lips.

The flowers grew too quickly - she’s sure they were holding back these symptoms since high school. It wouldn’t make sense otherwise.

By the next week, the girl could barely get her tiny frame out of bed, petals all around the pillows and floor.

/---/

It hurt so bad. When Sooyoung and Jinsol managed to get into Haseul’s apartment; the several yellowish petals scattered around the floor were the first thing they saw. Their friend had told them before, the disease she was born with. They knew what could have happened - or was about to.

Jinsol walked in further first.She was scared, but wanted to help as soon as possible, even if it meant to run into the worst of the scenarios.

“Wait, Sol. Please.” Sooyoung grabbed the younger’s hand, stopping her mid step. The oldest was terrified - anxious even. She didn’t want to think too much.

Jinsol stared at glossy, anxious eyes. With her own orbs shaking, she held her girlfriend’s hand tighter.

“She’ll be okay, Soo.” She heard the phrase echo on her mind several times.

After that, everything was kind of blurry - finding your best friend and first love bleeding like that wasn’t something Sooyoung, out of all people, could quite handle. Jinsol took care of most of it, cleaning the floor, the bed sheets, and the Jo herself, only asking of Sooyoung to hold the youngest girl and watch if she’d cough or wake up.

“Soo?” The girl on her arms called, faint voice and eyes barely open. Somehow feeling better just by being in the presence of her beloved Sooyoung. “What are you doing here...?” She tries to get up, but the older’s towering height over her small frame doesn’t let her.

“Seul,” Teary eyed, hugging tightly the tiny girl. “Don’t ever leave me like this again.” Sobs fill the silence the last girl finally enters the room; Sooyoung is crying loudly, and although feeling weak, Haseul still manages to pat her head reassuringly.

Jinsol also wants to cry at the sight, but she doesn’t. She is really emotional - but for Sooyoung, she holds her crying just to be the thinking head of the situation.

“Haseulie,” She pauses. The Jung is not sure how to word the question. “How... What happened? Isn’t this disease caused by... one-sided...”

“Yeah,” Haseul starts to answer, still lying on the oldest’s lap. Deep breathes once, twice, before continuing. There’s no use in hidding anymore; they’d find out anyways. “I’m in love with both of you.”

The older girls can’t believe it. Haseul has been suffering because of them. Unfairly so,

“No, I won’t remove it. If it means forgetting you two... I’d rather die.” Hearing the morbid tone of a over-reviewed option; the two older girls knew their friend went through her choices over and over again- and yet, she choose the far worst one.

“NO!” Sooyoung yelled, voice cracking mid word. “Seulie, please, no, don’t ever say this again,” Sobbing intensified hiccups, not even Jinsol could hold it anymore. It hurt. “You don’t have to go, no, no, this is unfair. The disease is for one-sided love! I don’t understand! I’ve been in love with you ever since we were in middle school, Jo Haseul!”

Wide eyed, the youngest wasn’t fast enough to say anything.

“Jinsol, too! I knew it, when we kissed in a high school party! I know she can’t stop thinking about you. It’s not fair, you shouldn’t be suffering, it’s not one-sided! Please...”

“Sooyoung, please calm down...” Jinsol kneels in front of the couch the others were, patting Haseul’s hair and trying to control her own tears. She leaves a kiss on the younger’s cheek, kissing where once was growing a sunflower.

“Y-You...” Haseul’s voice cracks. “You love me back?”

Both girls stare at each other, sharing a little, close mouthed smile through the still falling tears.

three mimir

im assuming youre talking about this au (that extends into this olivia centric drabble)

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Yeojin knew it was coming, she was nearly eighteen years old already, and her alpha hormones were slowly building up to it's youthful peak. She's quite afraid of what's in store for her - knowing how hard it was for Hyejoo, - she knew first hand, afterall - but it didn't stop Yeojin from feeling kind of excited.

Puberty was known for it's growth spurts and roller-coaster-like emotions, the youngest alpha in the house was only looking forward to the former. Maybe she'd finally outgrow all her unnies - Hyejoo wouldn't call her 'minion' anymore.

Sooyoung had given her a few tips on how to deal with the pain and emotions of the first few days of puberty - scientifically proved the worse ones - but Yeojin didn't quite listen to her unnie, thinking they were all exagerating.

Just, they weren't.

The first night was hell. Yeojin's whole body hurt much she couldn't walk out bed, staying all of the following day on bed. Day three was extremely overwhelming. Living in a house with six omegas proved itself torture when suddenly she could smell everyone's - even the alphas' - scents as if they were all inside her room.

It was a busy week in the dorms, so until the fourth day, no one noticed, or had time to do anything about it, until Haseul knocked slightly on the youngest's door. The lack of a response at 4PM alarmed even Sooyoung, who was watching the omega few feet away. Eventually the couple found the young alpha tearing up a little on the bed, her whole body hurting from the puberty's merciless, constant changes on her body.

At first, Haseul felt like she failed with the younger - she knew how stubborn Yeojin could be, but didn't try keep her in check with the pain suppressants Sooyoung suggested, because of her busy working schedule.

"It's becoming more bearable, isn't it?" The second oldest alpha asks, coming in just after Haseul, a hand on her hips to keep her safe and close. Just in case.

"Yeah," The other alpha meows, crinkling her nose at the strong omega scent of Haseul. "It's better than the other three days."

Sooyoung thinks for a second, "In this case it's not even worth it taking the pills then. It will die out in a few hours..."

The oldest omega was still worried, though, chosing to pat Yeojin in the head while reprimanding her slightly. "If you weren't so stubborn, Yeojinie! You were all this pain for days..."

The blonde alpha smiles a bit, pain still present but slowly being forgotten due to the relaxing presence of the parent-like duo in front of her.

"It's okay! I'm getting better already, unnie!"

Sooyoung is convincend by the words, but still keeps an eye open for the rest of the day and several upcoming ones - she knew it was just the start of the emotional roller-coaster they've experienced with Hyejoo and even Hyunjin already.

•••

When an alpha hits puberty, their body changes and grows either in size, getting taller and "more tough, alpha looking" or just enhancing their strength, protective instinct and dexterity. Through the weeks, Yeojin didn't grow much taller, just a few centimeters, and instead became the fastest alpha of the pack. (She also developed a few other lupine abilities eventually)

in honor of the haseul pic on twitter And loonacon, i am back. hey (yes, this is part of The hybrid triplets au) (also rhis is more of a hc than a drabble but. i tried :D)

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Whenever Hyunjin and Sooyoung are out the house, Yerim is given the mission to do the chores, even though she's not the best with cleaning - she still does a better job than Hyejoo.

There is a specific task that always ensues chaos.. doing the dishes. Every time it's the little Tanuki's day to wash the dishes, it's the same situation: a few glasses broken, some cuts on the hybrid's hands and blood droplets on the floor. (She never got severely hurt over this, but Hyejoo still goes on her so-called 'ultra protective wolfie mode' whenever.)

Sooyoung honestly finds it cute - both the kitty and the wolfie get protective over the tanuki when she's hurt. It may be just a leg cramp, a paper cut, a light bruise turning purple; the two other hybrids wrap their sister in their care not letting anyone touch Yerim for at least half an hour.

Hyunjin usually lets go rather easily, Yerim will ask once or twice, and the cat will move away just enough to have her little sister on sight. Hyejoo, however is a tad bit harder. She'd wrap little Yerim on her arms and show her fangs to whoever tries to get any closer. Mostly when they were kids, little young hybrids, as nowadays the wolf girl is working on self-controlling her wild instincts.

The Tanuki's only reaction to her sisters is smiling wide when they get protective. She finds it really cute, thoughtful and endearing of them.

TRIGGER WARNING: MENTIONS OF STARVATION, DEHYDRATION AND MALNUTRITION. Aaaaangst.

Lol sorry this got a bit too angsty..

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It's been just a few days since Sooyoung found out about the other two little hybrids living hidden in her backyard, and going from hybrid-less to "owning" - the woman hated that word - three different natured hybrids in less than a week was surely something she didn't expect for her life.

The little hybrids were also really different from each other, Hyunjin and Yerim always friendly and willing to comply to orders and just overall obey her rules. Hyejoo, however, was the total opposite.

She was suspicious at first, carefully walking in the house. Eyes darting around every corner as if all rooms had an undercover trap waiting for her to fall for it. It was her wild instinct speaking.

The oldest didn't quite know how to deal with it, with a actual wild hybrid, or how to win the trust of a little wolf pup.

Sooyoung also noted how albeit being the youngest hybrid, she acted the toughest. Little Hyejoo would always refuse food or any sort of help other than the shelter of her home. And clearly, it did way more harm than good to the kid.

A week or two past the day she rescued them, Hyejoo fell ill. The hybrid would barely be awake during the days, being weak and malnutrited, furry ears always pressed against her head, tail protected next to her body, barely moving.

Sooyoung couldn't just bring her to the hospital- It was against the law to own wild hybrids, and she could get arrested for that. So, for a whole day, it was just Sooyoung, Hyejoo and plate of food in a dark room - because the oldest woman knew it; the wolf wasn't eating well as she should.

"Please, Hyejoo. You need to eat." The hybrid was burning up in fever, Sooyoung couldn't stand losing her, or anyone else.

Hyejoo just stared from the spot on her assigned bed, eyes opened but laying unmoving.

"I know you don't trust me." The human held the plate tighter, a single tear falling down her left cheek. She wouldn't forgive herself if... "But please. Hyunjin and Yerim need you. You know, you are their youngest."

Hyejoo's ear twitched.

"Yerim... Rimie came to me earlier today. She said she was worried that you didn't wake up when she called you to get breakfast. She knows something is wrong with you, Hye." Sooyoung sighed, voice shaken, but still sounding at soft as she could muster. The tanuki hybrid's glossy eyes were too much for her to take. "She told me.. She asked me to please help her sister, Hyejoo."

Tears fell from Hyejoo's eyes, still laying on her side on the bed. She blinked painfully slow, mustering all the strength she still had in her body after starving for weeks, dehydration also doing it's share of harm to her sensitive hybrid body.

"H-Help me.." Voice broken in a plea of help, eyes tearing up again from the pain talking had caused. Mouth open, just so Sooyoung could help her eat again.

After she recovered, Hyejoo started trusting Sooyoung a little, although always helding onto Yerim when taking something from the human.