As a hybrid, you feel like you've been fighting for change your entire life. Nothing ever changes, however. You're slowly growing tired and embittered by the way the world treats hybrids, so you finally decide it's time for something drastic. Which is why the most vocal anti-hybrid member of the government was tied to your kitchen chair, as you had determined (drunkenly, you might add) that forcing him to actually speak to you and see for himself that you weren't some sort of monster was the answer. Only, you weren't exactly expecting him to secretly be a hybrid himself, nor that he would smell like your destined mate.
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Hybrid Prompts
FanfictionA collection of prompts for hybrid themed fanfiction. All originally written and posted on my tumblr page hybridfanfiction. If you write something using them, feel free to post in the comments so I can take a look!
