#sapphic werewolf

[glesbianupland]

i maybe on the asexual spectrum but every time like clock work when im on my period i lament about not having a sapphic vampire or blood substance needing girlfriend for certain activities

[julieverne]

Mocking up a cover for the winning novella title - sapphic werewolves in 1920's Melbourne.

Georgia has lived on the mean streets for long enough. Disguised as a male dock-worker, once a month she hunts down the scum of the city and eats their hearts.

Estelle lives in the lap of luxury. She prefers to eviscerate her foes with words rather than her claws and teeth.

Last century they ran a heist together. Georgia was left bleeding in the snow by the abandoned train line. Licking her wounds, she swore she would never trust Estelle again.

But in order to keep the city clean, they must cooperate just once more.

It's a dog eat dog world in 1920's Melbourne, and Georgia intends to live it to the full moon.

[bbybluemochi]

[OC] vampire x werewolf gfs 🦇🐺❤️

[tangerineginie]

Christmas follow up to my human, vampire, werewolf girlfriends post from a while ago, kindly commissioned by @indeedjaffa!

[zu-zup]

(Part 1) It's a match!

[crown-jule]

“-and this is my emotional support dog” I say gesturing towards a very human butch lesbian.

[astralnymphh]

Um so wolves go into heat around winter an it got me thinking. Werewolf!ellie in heat absolutely RAILING reader

Im talking absolutely DESTROYING reader

She turn up at the door like "scissor tongitj?? Scissor tonight queen??? ✂️✂️"

♱|. . a/n: i'm supposed to be writing vampire smut.. but here we are! just need to get something out even if it's shitty (i'm also just sick and dgaf about perfectly writing a blurb).. i've also been listening to juno a lot so all i can think about is BREEDING. mdni.

werewolf!ellie panting at the corner of your cracked door—dark, ripped jeans, a crucible of sweat that clumps hairs to her forehead, shine to her skin—and she rushes a near nothing from her lips before the desperation could crawl out and eat you whole. if she quietened her own heart, she could catch yours pounding. “hey babe, fuckin' missed you. c'mere.” each syllable is accompanied by gusts of her gutsy—and almost visible to the cold—breath. its scent and heat bled through quickly. it poured over, into, and under her swooping fingertips, which had the back of your head snared and pulled into her mouth, eating your response with a whine she never intended to release.

the nature of your girlfriend isn't occultic to you; she drags you into her midnight realm and makes you feel like the worshipped moon. at this point, your brain tends to forget that she's even a werewolf to begin with, and eases in the penchant way she has with you: chasing you, loving hard, owning handfuls of your flesh that she lets spill and manipulate her senses. but, in the epicenter of this brutal winter—your first one together—you least expect a shirt to be shredded from your torso in one, hungry rip, tossed like ribbons on the floor and abandoned as you licked the nectary words dripping off her tongue. “wanna have a fuckin' baby with you.. ahah—shit, can i give you one?” she stumbled in giggles, so sweetly, and fumbled so pitifully with the rest of your clothes, you had to assist before something else was torn.

yeah, she can wear you out giving you 'one' any fuckin' day.

“miss me?” ellie clings, with nails that long to be sharp, into the small of your back. deep enough to bleed. it stung with a soft whimper inside your chest, “mhh—yes, ellie.” teeth collecting the sighed words from your lower lip.

she would rub her pussy against yours until it was throbbing raw, and her hips gave out. it did most times; from the wanton, the sheer letch to let loose, to give you something special—but if you whispered into a safekeeping, it would be about how she lets her hormones get the best of her. more so when your touch is involved. when your tired fingers trace the bushed mess that leads up her stomach in a thin, waning tornado-line, wrap your hand around and soothe her pelvis with pressure—she loses it.

“can't handle it at all, huh?” you pant, smiling at the fucked-out, glistening and red look on her face. her scarred brows tighten when your sticky thighs come into contact with an audible slap. it's her juices that coat you. “poor thing.”

ellie cups her own tit and rolls deeper into her straddle, you're not even sure she heard you; too lost in that midnight realm. but, if you're being honest, you're the one that can't handle it. human endurance has you beat for miles—she has to place your limp leg on her shoulder. “f-fuck..” she trembles. soon enough, the hairs covering her cunt are shining wet with her cum, and she can only hope that it takes. “thats it.. oh my god..” she leans into her nape, voice vibrating deep and hoarse in her chest. she looked like golden heaven, with her head hanging like that. though, her stamina will be the death of you: she lifts her head and starts hovering over you for more, hot breaths that felt cold in your used state fanning over your cheek. “gonna be a goddamn mama, babe. got more in me—if ya' wanna go again, hm?”

[floral-monsters]

Dating apps for my funky little lesbians. A hugely fun part of making these was figuring out everyone’s sun signs. 🌞

[not-rab]

sirius: i’m rich, young and hot, what more could i want?

remus: mental stability.

sirius *breaking down*: good point-

[thatdogmagic]

(Lacey/Phoebe; collab between me and @ependasketchpad)

WIP panel of a very smug Lacey and a very worn out Phoebe for #werewolfwednesday

[ladylyra]

dip

[foldingfittedsheets]

I had a cute little thought of what pet names Jazz and Sabine might call each other and decided to spend some time today throwing it together.

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Find this and my other comics on Tapas, Once Upon a Meet Cute!

[bbybluemochi]

[OCs] more vampire x werewolf stuff 🥂 (based on a prompt i saw on twitter!)

[dreorcaul]

I did werewolf shadowheart! I MIGHT BASED IT ON BLOODBORNE WOLVES cus I really like the look of them!

[zu-zup]

(Part 3) Sick day

[astralnymphh]

werewolf!ellie who generally no GENUINRLY just acts like a dog when you two cuddle. can we discuss this. ignoring the fact that i'm tiptoeing into 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 territory(ellie likes peeing on. That) can we just have some funsies and say she growls/purrs in her asleep/half-asleep stage forgetting that she's not actually in her wolf form. not genuine portrayals of the sounds wolves make but human equivalents. swiping at her face, ears twitching slightly, moseying on top of you, always collapsed in on herself, maybe even alternating little spoon big spoon w you, licking youHuhh WHO SAID THAT! but back onto the sounds, i think it could be more like low mumbles and groans. it's either the sweetest thing ever like your name over and over (abby.. abby, abby reference) or her silly comfortability with aggression “you're gonna die... m'gonna eat you up, omnomnnom.” okay citizens of tloutopia are we rocking with this or should i just die and never write a oneshot about werewolf!ellie that i mysteriously already have a draft for