#werewolf tearing shirt off again

[meirimerens]

thinking about how mishandled the herb brides are because like. The Text tells us they're not sexual beings (P1 mentions them being virgins, engaged to the Earth, and not to be touched even by their husbands, almost, for a lack of a better word and to conjure an image more than anything, priestess-types) and that their dances are nonsexual and sacred (all all true and correct) WHILE. giving them detailed / 3D modeled nipples. topless. clothes very conveniently torn [in ways that would be unrealistic for actual dancing like in the fucking moshpit]. all pretty thin hairless white-passing blemishless 20-something women. being already sexualized as white-passing asian women, but if they looked more like other NPC models/members of the Kin like the Kayura models (which to me would make more sense because they are never mentioned to be mixed in the way Artemy, an indigenous man who's blonde blue eyes due to being mixed, is [while still very much being indigenous and it being a central part of his story]), it would be even more obvious and would steer even more into Very Blatant fetishization of asian women. and then one asks, are they white-passing because they're sexualized? are they sexualized because they're white-passing? was it an admission of guilt to not make them look like Kayura model, because it would be too obvious then? or is it an admission of lust for women more white-passing? is it about beauty in the eye of the beholder?

then there's bewildering and dehumanizing lore of members of the Kin being non-humans, through the existence of the Worms (literally half-soil), them being a (more or less literal) hivemind, and that being "less human"/closer to the earth (nice_dichotomy_what_lies_outside_of_it png but also... the game touches on that...) immunizes them to the Earth's disease... and yet the Brides look like women... pretty thin hairless white-passing blemishless 20-something women who someone found wise to give 3d modeled nipples to, still good for the ritual cutting... do you hear how i'm going mad yet...

edit to add because while i was so mad and it WAS in my mind i just didn't have the strength to add it when i first wrote:

and they're bought and traded between the odonghs they pair with (again, closer to cattle or things) ... ladies there's so much. there's too much.

[dojeoies]

HELLLOOO TEE !! HOW HAVE U BEEN I miss seeing your blog on tumblr ...

HELLLOOO CHI !! IVE BEEN SO GOOD enjoying some much needed free time !! HOW HAVE YOU BEEN ??? ive missed being on here 😞 i gotta go scroll through your blog n catch up on your mbs im so far behind..

[celestialthingz]

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**brought the heat back - ( @neos127 ) toxic!enha, listen,,,,SÑDFLHSÑDJFH the sunghoon one had me giggling at my laptop like a gremlin omg

their s/o falls asleep waiting for them - ( @heeliopheelia ) fluffFFYY

you take your engagement ring off during an argument - ( @heeliopheelia ) angst, love it

come back to me..please - ( @thinemoonshine ) text, angst, they want you back after they messed up but you´re over it. I read this when i want a lil angsty angst bc there´s a lot of begging and shi

leche of the sirens - ( @thinemoonshine ) dark romance, mature themes, revharem, obssesive and possesive behaviour, corrupt nobles!enha, siren!reader. GRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAA (insert that one pic of a werewolf ripping his shirt) THIS IS THE BEST THING I´VE READ IN A HOT MINUTEEEEEE!!!!! omg I literally DEVOURED this

you´re short - ( @nikrangdan ) fluff, crack, love itttttt

when you block them from your spam acc - ( @heeslomll ) text, fluff, crack, THIS IS SO FUCKFIJR FUNNY LMAO

"i wanna break up" prank hyung ver , maknes ver- ( @luvrseung ) text, crack, JAY IS MY KIND OF MANNNN, and riki LMAOOOO why is he like that.

makeup voiceovers - ( @kairoot ) fluff, crack, this is so creative omg, I love itttttttt

possessive - ( @kairoot ) text, fluff, crack, DKJSADKJHKASD so fun to read

dear husband - ( @atrirose ) fluff, you doing that one tiktoktrend where you call them husband outta nowhere, so cuteee

pretty boy - ( @atrirose ) fluff, tiktok trend where you call them "pretty boy"

exe.enhaboy_stopped_working.exe - ( @star-sim ) fluff, making them flustered. the Jay and Ni-ki ones are my favsss

is your girlfriend single? maknea line, hyung line - ( @star-sim ) fluff, crack, youtuber! non-idol bf! enhypen. when your youtuber bf finally shows you for the first time to his audience and the chat starts simping. PLSSSSSSSSSSSS READ IT, ITS SO GOOODDDD

"i want to break up" prank - ( @enha-stars ) text, crack. "wanna hear it in spanish? NOH" LDSJHFSJFDH WHY WOULD HE-

"we´d make a cute couple" - ( @sainns ) text, fluff, crack. NOT jay asking at what time u had a thought last night so he can be prepared lmao

“If you were walking past a strawberry field and you were very hungry, would you eat a strawberry?” - ( @luvrseung ) text, fluff, crack, heesung aint even know wtf he did lmao

hands - ( @cypherchii ) text, crack, enha legal line. "aint nobody looking at that", the sunghoon one .... no bc author is so real for that

another man paying for your nails - ( @joysbaereal ) text, fluff, crack, JAYYYYYY once again being the standard

a little less scandalous - ( @bywons ) fluff, suggestive, bad boy!enha

"i miss being single" prank hyung line - ( @joysbaereal ) text, fluff, very suggestive, sunghoon needs to chill out LMAO.

for their doll - ( @dioll ) fluff, enha hyung line. items the´d have in their car just for you, soooo cuteeeeee :(((((

the other man?? - ( @thinemoonshine ) text, jealousy, crack, they are NOT about to let their girlfriend be in the same vicinity or presence of another man—especially, not one-on-one.

brought the heat back - ( @neos127 ) toxic!enha, highschool au, the sunghoon one was sexy ngl LFJSDFKJSH

sending them dirty texts while being surrounded by family - ( @heejake-hoon ) hyung line, VVERY suggestive. SDLFKJLDKJFH STOPPP I HAD TO PUT MY PHONE ASIDE WITH THE JAY AND SUNGHOON ONES,,"Be careful what you wish for, baby girl… you know damn well this dick doesn’t play fair." HAD ME TEARING UPPP

charmed by her - ( @xoamiiren ) noona!reader, younger bf!enha, BC WHY DID HEESUGN AND JAY HAD ME GIGGLING AND KICKING MY FEET

give you the world (when you pout) - ( @okwonyo ) fluff, e.r NAURRR, NOT JAY CALLING HER "MY HEART" i lit threw my phone across my room, and sunghoon omg :(((( so fluffy

experienced vs inexperienced - ( @p4ranormaluv ) "which enha member wants someone inexperienced and which want someone experienced?" i 100% agree with this take and gawddd i have a thing for swtich!jake

blinded by your lethal face card - ( @blairbliss ) fluff, KSHKDFJHSKH stoooop this had me blushing n shii

**dress to impress? - ( @mlyscha ) crack, fluff, ASKJHS I LOVE THISSSSS, it´s so fun, JAY WAS SO OUTTA POCKET LMAO HAD ME LAUGHING OUT LOUD, thank god i was alone in my room or else

**did i rizz you up? - ( @wonryllis ) fluff, lowkey suggestive, STOPPPP THIS IS SO SDFLJKHLSH omg the niki one had me blushing idk idk AND DONT GET ME STARTED ON JUNGWONNN, that´s a man fr

**randomly giving them a rose on the street - ( @wonryllis ) fluff, omg???? i need a whole series based on this, so good

**tempting them during no nut november - ( @wonryllis ) smut, hyung line only, the sunghoon one is my favvvv

**when on your period - ( @fatalhoon ) bf!enha, fluff :((, PLEASEE YOUR HONOR I´M IN LOVE WITH 7 MEN! this is so amazing

**accidentally confessed - ( @sungbeams ) text, fluff, crack, this is so FUNNY !!! kjsfhksjfhd i loved it sm

**when you´re interested in league of legends - ( @heejamas ) texts, crack, fluff. HEESEUNG IS SO !!!!!!!!! LMAOOO i believe that would be him fr

**their 3yo daughter being angry at them - ( @yoursjaeyun ) crack, fluff, dad!enha hyung line, PLEASEEEEE they are so girl dad material :((, especially jay and hoon, i just know it

heesung

ex-bf! heesung texts - ( @fakeuwus ) crack, fluff, he´s SIMPIIINNGG

down bad - ( @boyfhee ) texts, crack, loser!hee, ITS SO FUNNY BC HE´S WEIRF AF UNPROVOKED SDFJS

hopeless - ( @star-sim ) FLUFF, emo!heesung, horrendously down bad! heeseung, cute sweet!reader. absolutely no one would have expected the dark, brooding, and rough heeseung lee to be hopelessly head over heels in love with the sweet, oblivious you. AAAAA THIS IS SO CUTEEEEEE

who r u? - ( @jlheon ) fluff, you and heesung are in situationship but none of the members knew your knew, so they make up all these plans to lowkey figure it out. this was soooo entertaining lmao, i loved it

**sex addict - ( @heesimp ) smut,,,,wow, i had never read anything involving the sex addict trope, like ever, this is so gggooooddddddd

jay

random texts with bf!jay - ( @enha-stars )

too sweet - ( @star-sim ) fluff, suggestive, badboy!jake, nerdy!reader, downbad!jake. Jay is scared he will hurt you in the future so he tries to break things off but at the end of the day he´s whipped LMAOOO, I LOVE ITTTTTT

say it back! - ( @star-sim ) FLUFF, non-idol! bf! jay, clingy cute!reader, whipped!jake, like fr, UGHHHHHHHH SO CUTE AND DOMESTIC

pics i posted on my ig story for my crush to see - ( @lattegyu ) ig stories, fluff, crack, smau, non idol!jay

pictures of bf!jay enha send you - ( @ddksoo ) text, fluff

justice and mercy - ( @thoughtsofmetaphor ) god!jay park x virgin!reader, NAHHHH the potential rev harem this had is insaneee, i love it

eat the rich - ( @enhypencores )chaebol!jay x fem!reader, wheeeewww, i love this sfdlsdjfljkshd he´s so manly and possessive

jake

fuck buddy jake - ( @heeseungsbm ) smut, lowkey fluff bc he´s got a fat crush

texts with ex-bf!jake - ( @bywons ) fluff, CRACK, he´s down bad fr

pictures of bf!jake enha send you - ( @ddksoo ) text, fluff

pics i posted on my ig story for my crush to see - ( @lattegyu ) ig stories, fluff, crack, smau, non idol!jake

brought the heat back - ( @jayniks ) smut, idol!jake, giving him a bj while he´s on weverse live sdlkjlsd WHEWW

hello kitty meets batman - ( @star-sim ) fluff, angst, lowkey smut, dark horror creator youtuber!jake, downbad!jake, beauty vlogger youtuber!reader. fans had no idea their fav youtubers were in a long-term secret relationship. THIS IS SO GOOOOOODDDDDDDD plsss, i wish i could read it again for the first time

things we never said - ( @hoonigiris ) very angsty. it’s heeseung’s wedding, jake’s had too much to drink, and really, he just misses you. perhaps what happens after are the things he should never say. This is realllyy well written, i loved it

clingy bf jake - ( @onyourmarkks ) PLSSS i want him so bad :((((((( he´s so bf

taste of heaven - ( @moonstruck-muses ) vamp au, smut, fluff, angst, vamp!jake, human!reader. he´s keeping his true nature a secret. THIS HAS IT ALLLLL and the smut is so gewd too, pls i would love the see another part of this

grwm to break up with my bf prank - ( @jaeyunwon ) fluff, LSDJFLSKJ JAKE WAS HEATED, so cute

**waiting on calls - ( @miumura ) fluff, angst, exes to lovers, second chance romance, ex bf!jake, non idol au, I LOVE THISSSSSSS, its so different and well written

**ouch my head - ( @jakesangel ) smau, crack, fluff, "when y/n almost gets hit by a random hot basketball player who happens to have a huge crush on he" this is an on going series, so so so entertaining and fun to read lmao

**everything but nothing - ( @cherryrikis ) ANGST (i love that shii), non-idol!au, break up talk, football cap!jake, fluffy happy ending, comfort, i rrrreally wished i could read what the rest of enha did to make yn go back to her and jake´s house omg

sunghoon

texting bf!sunghoon - ( @heeslomll ) text, fluff, crack, HE´S SO UNHINGED LMAO

texting bf!sunghoon - ( @heeslomll )text, THEY ARE HORNY AFFFFFF

**long distance bf text - ( @cupidhoons ) FLUFF, long distance relationship, idol!hoon, UUUHHHHHGGGGGG THIS IS SO !!!!!!!! :( pls when is it my turn to be happy

**unblock me! - ( @okwonyo ) smau, ex bf!hoon, THIS IS SO FUNNY PLSSSSS, i love me some desperte simp hoon

texts with ex-bf!sunghoon - ( @saursoob ) text, crack

sunghoon as your downbad bf - ( @jaeyunwrld ) text, crack, fluff

random ass texts - ( ( @saursoob ) fluff, crack, downbad!hoon

freaky bf!hoon texts - ( @enha-stars ) fluff, crack, very suggestive, downbad!hoon, mentions of pee kink,,,IKYFL

pictures of bf!sunghoon enha sends you - ( @enha-stars ) text, fluff

emergency contact - ( @hoonatic ) ANGSTYYYYYYYYY, fluff, exes to lovers. weeks after your breakup, sunghoon finds out that he’s still your emergency contact. i love it SO fucking MUCH plssss

the pussy eating competition - ( @karinasbaby ) smut, HELLO???? THIS WHOLE CONCEPT IS CRAAZZZYYYYYYYYY, bc WDYM there´s a competition of how many times a guy can make a girl squirt under 5 minutes??????? IM- it´s good yall

crush - ( @star-sim ) fluff, crack, non-idol! bf! sunghoon, sleepy!hoon, dumb!hoon. AAAAAAAAA i love it :( so domestic and fun and cute and :((((((

without words - ( @slytherinshua ) fluff, PLEASEE I NEED HIMMMMMMM :(((((((((( they´re so in love

**sidewalk theory - ( @mlyscha ) FLUff, bf!sunghoon,, wowww ahaha so WHAT IF KMS RN AND CHANGED THE TRAJECTORY OF EVERYONES LIFE?????? THIS IS SO LDKFJHSKDFHLKSJHDLKGSHJGHL :((( miss girl this made me want to ugly cry and scream bc why is it so fucking cute :(((((((((((

**fixed comfort - ( @paarksunghoon ) fluff, non-idol!hoon, "the one where sunghoon’s drunk at a bar and misses his girlfriend a little too much",,, SSSSSSO WHAT IF I TELL YALL THiS IS THE MOST SLICE OF LIFE-ISH AU I´VE EVER READ?????? it´s so domestic and cute and fluffy and perfect :((

sunoo

espresso - ( @star-sim ) dark academia au, downbad!sunoo, loser!sunoo nerd!sunoo, popular!reader, lots of sexual frustration. I LOVE ITTTTTTTTTT SMMM

please come back - ( @alvojake ) angst, fem!reader, car accident, death themes, this is perfect for one of those days you want to feel pAIN

jungwon

july jewels and music notes - ( @atrirose ) text, fluff, crack simp!jungwon. LOVE THIS, it makes me cackle

too much, baby? - ( @onlygarden ) smut, dom!jungwon, noona!reader, lowkey size kink, dacryphilia, overstimulation. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA WHAT IS THISSSSFHDFHSKDJ

xo (only if you say yes ) - ( @rinanextdoor ) fluff, popular!jungwoon, secret admirer!reader, PLSSSS i need to read the next parts, it´s so good. I can only IMAGINE to fluff

act a fool - ( @thoughtsofmetaphor ) street racer!won x member's little sister!reader. nahhhh this needs a whole kdrama, reader is so cool

not for sale - ( @thoughtsofmetaphor ) droid!yang jungwon, parts shop owner!reader, THIS IS CRAZZZZYYYYYYY, the way he switched up one reader after she was done fixing him i-

ni-ki

disclaimer: he may be 18+ but I don´t feel comfortable reading any smut about him, so there won´t be any listed in here

**tsundere boyfriend - ( @cupidhoons ) text au, FLUFF, bf!riki, i WHOLEHEARTEDLY BELIEVE HE´S LIKE THIS i wanna die :(

sweater - ( @star-sim )fluff, angst, hurt-comfort, non idol bf!riki, happy ending, he gets insecure bc he doesnt recgonaize the sweater you´re wearing,

boys night - ( @star-sim )fluff, crack, non idol!riki, where his six friends tries to help him text his school crush. I LOVE THISSS, such a fun read

random texts with bf!riki - ( @sainns ) fluff, CRACK, "if u were my ex i wouldnt get over u, i would start tweaking like austin mcbroom" LMAOOOO he´s so real for tar

pics i posted on my ig story for my crush to see - ( @lattegyu ) ig stories, fluff, crack, smau, non idol!riki

gamer!bf riki - ( @alvojake ) FLUFF, IM GIGGLING AND KICKING MY FEET RN SDKFSLHSJDFH this was so CUTE

necklace - ( @rikiislvr ) fluff, idol!riki, i WISH this would happen to me but i´m too broke to be frequenting the same stores as him alsjfha, need a part two asap plss

[captain039]

Blood, Fur and Magic

Vampire Viktor x reader x Werewolf Jayce

Warnings: Vampire things, werewolf things, light swearing, possessiveness, smut, sexual, intimacy, poly relationship, angst, violence

I saw somewhere about Viktor being vampire coded and Jayce being werewolf coded and now I just wanna be that sandwich

I’m also sorry if it’s confusing xD

Theres a ringing in your ears, a pain in your leg and your whole body, the ground was closer than you remember. You cough your lungs engulfing dust and rubble. What happened? You remember clash shattering and an explosion, you had only just walked into the council room when it went off. There’s someone shaking your shoulder, someone yelling, you know that voice, Mel? You blink your eyes open seeing her knelt beside you shaking you. There’s relief in her face when you open your eyes and she sits you up as cough again and your hearing slowly returns. You focus on the ruin of the council room, everyone’s dead-

“Hey, can you hear me?” Mel cups your cheeks a moment gently tapping them before clicking her fingers by your ears.

“Yeah- I can” you move her hands and she sighs in relief.

“What happened?” You manage as she goes to help you up, you cry in pain though and look down to your leg, you almost pass out at the sight quickly covering your eyes and whimpering.

“Don’t look” Mel quickly covers it with your jacket and ties your leg off making you cry again.

“VIKTOR!” theres a yell in the council room, Mel quickly looks and you urge her to go. You see Jayce stand and leg it to a pile of rubble. You struggle to get up so you opt for dragging yourself on the floor. Thats when you see them both in view, Jayce over Viktor’s unconscious body, tearing off his shirt performing CPR. Your mind slows and reels at the scene, everything feels in slow motion Jayce’s body moving quickly trying to revive Viktor before he’s lifting him and running. Mel returns to your side quickly as guards begin to rush in.

“Mel-“ you feel tears down your face watching Jayce run with Viktor in his arms.

“They’ll be alright” she says but there’s no real truth in her words as you let out a broken cry. You weren’t ready to say goodbye, you weren’t ready to see his sweet face leave. You’re lifted to the medical wing your leg broken the bone sticking out. You pass out along the way world dimming in pain and darkness.

The next time you wake you focus on your surroundings, a hospital room, you feel the pain in your leg numbed and your mind comes back. Viktor, Jayce- you need to see them now. You curse the cast on your leg and stumble out of the hospital room. You lean against the wall and hobble painfully to the receptionist.

“Miss-!” She says shocked but you don’t care, your teeth are gritted and you lean heavily against the counter.

“Jayce Talis, Viktor where are they?” You say and she fumbles a bit.

“Now! Please!” You beg. Someone escorts you to a private room, you have crutches as support as you walk to Viktor’s room. You stand outside it a moment before knocking softly you hear shuffling movement before Jayce opens the door.

“Please I said-“ he stops as he sees you, eyes wide he says your name softly before he hugs you tightly. You feel tears roll down your face as you let the crutches go and hug him back.

“How’s the leg?” He asks pulling back keeping you steady.

“Doesn’t matter” you say seeing Viktor on the bed. There’s a bunch of tubes in him, he has a breathing machine attached to him the sight makes your stomach coil.

“Jayce” you whisper with tears in your eyes, he helps you inside and closes the door, you walk over to where Viktor lays, too still, too pale, it’s worse than the last time you saw him in here. You can’t control your emotions as tears roll down your face and you almost collapse. Jayce is quick to settle you on a chair nearby hushing you gently.

“I’m not ready” you sob and Jayce takes in a shaky breath his emotions clear too.

“I know, I know I’m not either” he says his tears falling as well.

There’s no improvement, Viktor lays in a state of a death like sleep. You nor Jayce leave his room often, you both not wanting to say goodbye. Many times you’ve both yelled at the doctors when they said it may be time to let him go. You were never one to show your emotions so easily but this? This turned a switch.

It’s around midnight you think, time doesn’t matter in this room anymore. You’re curled up on the bed Jayce had brought in your broken leg stretched out. It’s been two months now, with the severity of the break yourself still going to have this cast on for months. It doesn’t matter though, you’re alive and Viktor is lying on that bed in a shut down body. You don’t know who goes first, you or Jayce on a tandem of finding a cure, like anyone could possibly cure death. Viktor’s right limbs are changed by the Arcane, a strange purple, grey colour. After Jayce saw what it had done he destroyed it, that fracture in there friendship never healed properly, neither apologised fully and now Jayce didn’t have a chance too. You’ve got books, notes and crumble papers everywhere in the lab, you don’t remember when you started being this invested in fixing things. You lean against the table, head on your arms as you feel yourself drift off to sleep.

You dream of woods, ones you’ve never seen, you’re running your legs are burning, heart pounding but you need to get away. There’s something behind you chasing you, howling in the background. You slam into something though the air knocked out of you, you look up seeing a hooded figure. Images flash into your mind, fangs, blood, fur, canines, it’s too much flickering.

“Change is the only way” the voice is eerie, one you don’t know before the figure is gone, the howl closer than before and rustling in the underbrush before it launches

You scream awake shooting up, you pant and grasp the table in front of you. Your heart pounds and you’re covered in sweat. You jolt when the door opens almost jumping off the chair.

“Hey” Jayce mutters as he walks in the lab. You look at him frowning, his hairs a little longer his beard has grown slightly, he’s got bags under his eyes though, his face a little sunken in.

“What’s wrong?” He asks as images flick in your mind. Canines, brown fur, golden eyes. You wince and hold your head, Jayce comes closer his hand on your shoulder gently. You feel claws in your skin though and yell in pain stumbling away. It ends up with you on the floor and a worried Jayce in front of you with his hands up. You stare at his hands, they’re normal, no sharp claws. You look to your shoulder and nothing. You feel overwhelmed, tears in your eyes as you apologise. Jayce soothes you instantly coming down to kneel by you, holding you close. You don’t feel any claws this time, just his warmth.

“We both need rest” he says helping you off the floor careful of your casted leg. You sigh but nod and follow him out of the lab on your crutches. Your apartments been forgotten over the last two months, Jayce’s is closer to the hospital so you stay there instead in his spare room. You fall onto your bed, sort of, careful not to jolt your leg as you sigh and close your eyes again.

You dream of the woods again, but there’s another chasing you, they’re faster, quieter moving in the shadows. It’s dark, the full moon high above you, you run till you can’t, till you collapse on the floor with your lungs bursting for air. You feel it before you see it, the creep of coldness on your skin the prickle on fear on the back of your neck.

“You’ll taste so sweet” it whispers and you know that voice. There’s a figure over you pinning you to ground before two cold small shards pierce your neck. You faintly hear a low growl behind you and listen to the laugh the figure on top of you lets out.

“Jayce” he chuckles and you know who it is, Viktor, his hairs longer, his body fuller his eyes a swirl of colours. You follow his gaze and you see the beast, hunched over golden eyes staring at you and him both. A wolf like body, hunched over tail swishing behind.

“He’s possessive” Viktor leans down and whispers in your ear teasingly his tongue sliding across your neck.

“Why’re you surprised to see me?” He sits up again his body still straddling yours.

“You’re dead” you whisper.

“Dead? Hardly, my heart may not beat but I’ve not felt this alive in years” he grins and you see two pointed fangs. Another growl leaves the beast and Viktor laughs again.

“Come my love” he lifts a hand and reaches out for the beast. It walks over on all fours nuzzling its head into Viktor palm.

“You don’t recognise him?” Viktor asks looking to you. You frown at them both and listen to the low whine the wolf like beast lets out. You stare at its eyes, golden- Golden like Jayce’s.

“Jayce” you whisper in shock and Viktor chuckles softly a smile on his lips as he pets the wolf head.

“Wake now sweet thing” Viktor whispers before you jolt upward surrounded by the faint glow of the sun and Jayce’s spare room.

Next part ->

[time-and-spuds]

I've Seen a few posts about Werewolf Stan and I just absolutely love the Idea that he Somehow got turned (be it a curse, being bitten or something) into a Werewolf while Ford was in the Portal

[Image description: digital art of Stan and Ford from Gravity Falls. One side of the image depicts Stan as a transformed werewolf: he's a gray bipedal wolf wearing a ripped tank top and boxers. Scratching his back with a grumpy expression, he thinks: "Great. gotta steal a new shirt again."

The other half of the image is a line art comic of Ford reacting. He's labeled as a "huge werewolf fan," who asks Stan: "why didn't you tell me?"

Stan, back in human form, crosses his arms angrily and says: "Gee... sorry for being forgetful every now and then."

Ford, exasperated, replies: "How on earth did you forget that you're a werewolf?!" End description.]

He doesn't Tell anyone, Although Dipper get's a Bit suspicious that coincidentally every full moon Stan closes Shop at a way earlier time and inisists they don't leave their room after Sunset.

"it's because of the tax collector" He Always says, but Dipper doesn't believe that obviously

Ford eventually finds Out about it because he leaves His lab late at night but doesn't Seem to find Stan anywhere. He asks the Kids about it but they have no clue, Although they say that there's been some noises coming from outside the House. While Ford goes to investigate he Sees a big shadowy figure in the woods Holding Stans Shirt. Ford, thinking that Thing attacked His Brother, runs after it, Although Turns Out that it is Just Stan, who took off His Shirt during the transformation (so it wouldn't tear)

[seungfl0wer]

*𝑮𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕, 𝑮𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒕..*

Pairing: Changbin x Reader (Fem)

Genre: Smut

Warnings: Giant!Changbin, Human!Reader, Unprotected Sex (P in V), Creampie, Size Difference of course, Oral (F), Fingering, Small mentions of blood, half proof read, Sorry if I missed anything.

A/N: I’m really proud of this one I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. Also this is just super fluffy as I always tend to do when it’s Binnie.

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The words that had just fallen from your lips were unexpected to him “you do?” He said softly looking down at you. “I.. I do.. I love you changbin.” You said looking up into his beautiful brown eyes.

The giants village was half in rubble from a freak accident. Two dragons were fighting overhead, one winning letting the other crash down to earth. It took out so many buildings, thankfully though no one was injured badly. You lived not too far from there coming to the village to lend a medical helping hand. That’s where you met Changbin. A big brute who helped rebuild the building, helps find people’s belongings and even lended a hand to you.

At first it was just ‘thank yous’ to one another for helping. Then you noticed he came by more often, sticking around to ask you little questions. He started to stop by with food and stay while you helped people.

A faithful night however as you were walking the road back to your place barely leaving the village you felt a big claw wrap around you. A werewolf that had been watching you walk home at night finally came to claim you. Picking you up as his sharp claws dug into you. You let out a blood curdling scream before his squeezing knocked the air out of you. Changbin who had just left you a few moments ago heard you cry. His body moving before his mind could even register sprinting his way to you. The werewolf took his free hand as he cut your clothes snarling at the soft flesh. “Stupid human, should know better not to wonder around at night. I bet you’ll taste absolutely delicious” he spat drool dripping from his mouth on to your torso.

Before the werewolf could even sense changbin, he had him by his scruff pulling you away from him. The werewolf snarled clawing at him trying to get back him meal. His claws got him across his chest, and slightly nicking his lip. Changbin with one file swoop through the beast against a tree. His body fell limp to the ground with a whimper “if I ever, catch you anywhere close to her again I’ll snap you and make a coat out of your fur.” He threatened the werewolf. Changbin held you bridal style trying to carry you as gentle as he could back to the village. His heart pounding looking at your limp body. The slight red color seeping from you where the beast claws dug.

“You’ll be ok. You have to be ok. God please be ok!” He mumbled over and over under sprinting now to get you to a doctor. You laid on the table as the doctor stitched you up, giving your body a once of making sure he didn’t break any bones. Luckily besides the cuts you were alright. Changbin never left your side, only stepping to the side to take a damp cloth to his cuts. He took the shirt off he was wearing, putting it over your head. He smiled to himself at how cute you looked in it, it was so long longer than a dress like a big blanket.

He didn’t know what to do he didn’t wanna leave you there alone. So he took you home, laying you In his massive bed, covering you with blankets making sure you were comfortable. He left water by the bedside for you and went to the living room. He slept on the couch not wanting to make you feel uncomfortable. He laid there staring at the ceiling feeling guilty. “Why didn’t I just have you stay? Why didn’t I just fucking walk you home” he felt a tear roll down his cheek before rolling over. He drifted off to sleep at some point waking up every so often to check on you.

After that moment he stuck by you, watching over you closely. You two spent alot of time together spending nights at his house when it was late. You started to fall for him, fast and hard. The little things he did for you always made your heart so warm. His hugs were so comforting, this big brute was just the biggest most loving teddy bear.

He felt himself fall more for you over the time. He was scared of his feelings though, not wanting to scare you. Afraid he’d push you away if he’d ever confess. How could he think you’d like someone like him? I mean was he the ‘tallest’ giant? No. Compared to others he was tiny. He still towered over you though, being a little over 9ft. His built was also something to be wildered. What he lacked in height he made up in muscle. How could this beautiful soft small creature like you like someone like him?

You leaned your body against his shivering a bit. “You cold?” He asks. You nod the night air being a lot cooler than expected. He smiled pulling you into his lap as he wrapped his big strong arms around you. The warmth quickly making you feel at ease, his touch was always so gentle. You felt your cheeks heat up a bit, your heart skipping a beat.

“My personal heater” you giggled leaning back into him. His heart was pounding feeling you so close to him. You felt so content against him you let out a happy sigh looking up at the stars. “Changbin” you said softly as he hummed in response “I’m happy I met you.” You said fingers running over his, he felt his heart jump into his throat. “I’m- I’m happy I met you too” he said back. A few moments had passed before you spoke again. “I love you” you whispered out, the words coming out without you even realizing. The words that had just fallen from your lips were unexpected to him “you do?” He said softly looking down at you. “I.. I do.. I love you changbin.” You said looking up into his beautiful brown eyes.

He couldn’t believe what you had just confessed to him. “Why?” Is what came out when he tried to speak making you almost giggle. “What do you mean why? Because you’re the most caring, sweet, kind, funny and not to mention handsome man I’ve ever met. You make me feel so comfortable. That’s why.” You rambled.

He didn’t say anything his body leaning down into you, lips meeting yours. He kissed you softly lips moving as gently as possible against yours. You turned your body straddling him as best as you could as you kissed him back. His hands resting at your waist as he took everything in right now. He was kissing you. He. Was. Kissing. You. Not to mention, you just fucking confessed! His head swirled with thoughts only bringing back to earth by the feeling of you rocking your hips against him.

He groaned against your lips his cock twitching under you. You were so warm, so fucking warm against him. His mind racing with thoughts as your clothed cunt drug against his length. You nibbled his lip hands wondering his body, over his muscles frame. His body was felt like it was sculpted by the gods themselves. So toned, so perfect. “Bin” you said ghostly against his lips. “Want you. Want you so badly.” You said eyes pleading at him. “Are you sure? I’m not like human men y/n I’m sure you can feel that. I don’t wanna hurt you.” He spoke eyes worrying.

“Changbin. I trust you with.” You said kissing him softly “please?” You begged. He felt himself crumbling, how could he deny you anything? “I’m gonna have to prep you really well, but I’m sure you won’t be complaining” he said cockily. He picked you up laying your body against the cool grass he quickly pulled your pants and panties down. His hands wondering your body accident ripping your shirt as his hand went under it. “S-sorry” he said embarrassed. You rolled your eyes “I can get a new one don’t worry silly” you said ruffling his pretty curls.

He smiled kissing your tummy his big hand coming up gently playing with your breast as he left soft kisses to your inner thighs. “I’ve dreamt of this moment for so long” he said before moving closer to your core. He stared at your glistening folds licking his lips. “My beautiful little bun” he said before diving into you, long thick tongue pushing its way into you. His hot breath against your folds and his nose rubbing against your clit. Your body arched into him shaking at his touch as he worked his tongue into you.

He slurped at your folds, licking up any juices that dare drip out. His fingers pressing against your clit before his mouth attached to it. You were a moaning mess under him, moaning his name as his fingers pressed against your entrance. As he pushed them into you, drool trailing down your cheek mind going blank. “Bin- fuck” is all you could muster as he finger fucked you. He curled his fingers into you nibbling at your clit. You clenched around him your high ready to flood from you. Your body moved riding his fingers as you chased your high.

“That’s it bunny use me, fuck- use me” he groaned. He moved a hand down to slowly push his pants off his rock hard cock springing out of its confines. His red tip leaking heavy precum wanting nothing more to be buried into you. You gripped his hair pulling him into you as you rode his finger. Your high quickly crashing over, your body trembling as changbin lapped at your juices. He moaned at the taste of you hand coming to rub at his cock as he made sure not to waste any of you.

“You positive about this?” He asked looking up at you. “Changbin. If you don’t fuck me I might die” you said teasingly. He chuckled as he rubbed his tip up your folds “I guess I don’t have a choice then” he teased back. He lubed his cock up with all your juices rubbing it against your folds getting himself nice and coated. “Really sure?” He asked one more time. “Changbin. Fuck me.” You groaned pushing your hips down a bit against his tip. “Alright alright impatient” he said with a little chuckle. In all truth he was scared of hurting you, scared his break you.

He slowly pushed this tip into you it filling you up. If he didn’t prep you there was no way he’d even be able to fit. The stretch was a lot but god did it feel good. He slowly pushed into you inch by inch filling you to the brim. When he was a little over half way into you he started to move. His hips moving slowly his hand coming down to toy with your clit. “Y/n you feel so fucking good.” He moaned out. He moved at a grueling slow pace dragging himself against your walls. “Need more” you said grabbing at him pulling him closer to you.

You kissed him sloppily moving your hips into him. You needed him to go faster, needing him close just needing more. Your grinder against him hips meeting his thrusts. “Binnie please faster, need more. Please” you begged. He obliged as he was chasing his high. His balls full of need to release as the smacked against you. “Tell me if it’s too much ok?” He said in almost a whisper as he moved faster his cock head hitting deep inside you. He pulled you close to him arms keeping you snug against him as he fucked into you.

Your body trembling at the pleasure his fingers still working at your clit. “Cum on my cock please- fuck y/n make a mess on me” he cried out feeling your cunt clenching around him. “Shit- you’re gonna milk me good- fuck y/n!” He babbled out. Your body shook as you came hard around his cock squirting all over his torso. “Changbin! Fuck- fuck- I love you!” You mumbled out. His body stuttered at your words, those words again.

“Y/n- I love you! Fuck” he said kissing you sloppily again. “Please say it again. Never stop saying it” he begged out. His thrusts became sloppy moving inside you hitting your gspot hard. You felt another strong orgasms working up “Changbin! I love you! I love you so much!” You almost screamed out. You felt his cock twitch in you his hands gripping at you pulling you fully down on his length as his balls unloaded into you. He moaned loudly, almost a roar as he did. He felt you cumming around him again making him jerk out of you from you clenching so tightly.

“Y/n- shit- I’m so sorry I should have pulled” he said before getting cut off by your lips. “Shut up” you said softly making him chuckle. “Changbin. I love you.” You said staring up into his eyes. “I love you too. Y/n I love you with every fiber in me. I love you” he said kissing you lovingly. “This means you’re all mine right?” He said with a grin. You rolled your eyes “of course dummy” you said teasingly. “I’m never letting you go” he said holding you close to him. The night air feeling so good against your warm skin. He held you tightly while you both caught your breath rocking back and forth as he whispered sweet nothing to you. Telling you how much he truly loved you.

Who knew a big brute like him has a heart to match his giant size.

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Pairings: Klaus Mikaelson x werewolf!Reader Word Count: 2.3k words Kink: Biting/Marking Warnings: NSFW, biting, claiming, fingering, oral (f!receiving), p in v, unprotected sex... A/N: Yeah, I'm so tired of writing smut rn but fuck it, we ball. we are halfway through (should be more than halfway but shhh) and we will persevere. Thanks for your patience and enjoy!

Your back slammed into the wall as Klaus' strong hands grasped your hips. His lips smacked against yours. You sighed against him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and weaving your fingers into his hair.

He took your lip between his teeth and bit down, kissing you again. Hungry lips moved to devour one another, tongues clashed and fought as the tension in the air turned to heavy heat. Your breath was loud, gasps and sighs escaping you at his touch.

His kiss was heaven, and your head spun as you tasted him. His hands moved to your sides, gripping you to bring you closer to him, even if your bodies were already pressed together so closely. You hummed when his lips pressed to your throat. His teeth darted out to nibble at your skin, red marks arising as he leaned your head back to continue his conquests.

"Klaus," you mumbled, your eyes fluttering shut and your mouth parting.

"You taste absolutely delicious, little pup," he smirked, his teeth clasping around your shoulder in a rather large almost-bite.

You moaned when his large hand came up to cup your breast and grasped, sending beautiful sensations straight to your core as another muffled moan slipped from your throat where he bit and sucked and lapped at your skin.

You were already high off his pleasure. Your body felt so alive.

“Fuck,” you gasped as his teeth brushed that special spot on your neck. You were like putty in his hands as he pressed into you harder, just to keep you from slipping down against the wall as you melted against him. He held you tighter, his grip bruising, and bared as if he was going to take a bite out of you.

You gasped when he took hold of your shirt and ripped it from your body with a foul tear. When you went to moan his name again, he silenced you with his lips, biting down on yours again but fore finding your neck and your shoulder and down to the skin of your breasts peeking out of your bra.

His hunger for you was endless as he continued to suck and bite, pulling blood underneath the surface of your skin and creating mark after mark in his quest to claim you.

And he didn't stop there. His mouth traveled further until he was breaching your jeans, working at them as he lavished teeth and tongue at your belly.

Just looking down at him now, you could see how many marks were beginning to form all over you. He was marking his territory, staking his claim like a painter to a finished work of art.

He pulled your jeans down your legs, but he skips straight to your thighs with the intention of marking you up there as well. It takes everything you have to stay standing, to avoid melting in his hold as his hands keep you still by your hips and his lips lavish your skin.

He continued the graze of his teeth until your panties were being slipped down your legs. You were bare, the bottom half of your body entirely naked for him to gaze upon and admire. You held onto his shoulders as he grasped your waist, licking your lips while you took his shirt in your hands and pulled it off of him to expose the expanse of his chest. He was strong and lean, and it showed.

You felt his fingers first, his middle finger brushing through your folds all of the sudden to collect your wetness on his digits with a groan. “I haven’t even touched you, and you’re dripping,” Klaus smiled. “Is this all for me, little pup?”

You let out a breathy moan as you nodded. “Yeah. All for you.” He smirked proudly at you, his grin crooked and his eyes dark with lust. His middle finger buried itself inside of you, sinking in all the way as he curled it against that spongy spot within you. A moan slipped past your lips, too loud and too exposing as your hips moved with the curl of his finger.

He coaxed you with his finger a while longer before pulling it out of you, listening interestedly to your disappointed sigh. You watched as he stuck his finger soaked in your arousal between his lips and sucked. You bit your lip.

He hummed, “Absolutely divine.” And then he went in for a better taste.

Klaus leaned forward and your lips parted so delicately when his tongue darted out to lick you. Your breath hitched, halting in your throat as his hot tongue delved between your folds. Like fire coursing through your veins, the warmth consumed you. You melted into him and your hips jerked, seeking his mouth.

His lips wrapped around your pussy, tasting you with an intoxicated moan. When he sucked on your clit, your breath trembled and a whimper managed to weave its way through your vocal chords. His talented tongue glided through your folds, plunging inside of you. He was addicted to your taste as he hummed against you.

He separated from you for a moment to look at you, replacing his tongue with two thick fingers as he stuffed you with them, curling and pumping and spreading them inside you. His lips were swollen from being kissed and bitten, wet with spit and arousal. He stared at you with dark, primal eyes.

“Do you like that, pet?” You mewled. “I know you do. I can hear it in your pretty little moans, I can feel it in the way you squeeze around my fingers…”

“It feels so good,” you sighed, nodding and allowing your hips to seek him out.

He buried his face between your legs again, pulling a leg over his shoulder as he did. His tongue flicked at your clit and drove you insane, worse when he sucked in it. It was not long before you were begging him to let you come, and he didn't deny you. He wanted to taste all of you, conquer all of you.

 "Come, darling. Let go for me. Let me taste you,” he urged, curling his fingers and rubbing at your clit with his thumb. Your body shuddered as you clenched tightly around his fingers, a moan slipping from your lips as you gasped. His hot tongue lapped against you, dipping inside of you to collect everything you gave to him. He grasped your thigh to keep you still as he kept you spread for him, loving every moment of being on his knees for you and watching you come undone.

“Good girl,” he praised. “Look at you. So beautiful.”

You carded your fingers through his hair as you came down, taking a breath and smiling. “Not so bad yourself, handsome.” He raised a playful brow at you, taking hold of you as he hoisted your other leg onto his other shoulder and stood. He carried you on his shoulders like you weighed nothing, and you held onto him as you laughed, hoping he wouldn’t drop you on the way to the bed.

Klaus dropped you onto the bed, smiling down at you as he climbed over the bed and over your body and kissed you, bending down to devour your lips and add a few more bite marks and hickeys to your flesh (as if you hadn’t already received enough of them).

When you heard the sound of his belt buckle clinking, you shuddered against him and tightened your legs around his waist. He took your lip between his teeth and tried not to bite too hard before he unfastened your legs around him and turned you over onto your belly. You moaned at the idea, readjusting yourself to stand on your hands and knees as he grabbed your ass and kneaded the flesh in his hand.

He kissed your shoulder, humming to himself at the new territory he had yet to make his mark on. “I’m going to fill you now, my little pup. I’ll have you trembling before long.”

You already were as a shudder ran down your spine. “Please do.”

He smiled to himself, taking himself from his pants as he pulled down down and off his legs. You could feel his hot length pressing against your fold, sighing at the feeling as he took himself in his hand and pumped his cock twice.

When he entered you, you gasped. Your mouth fell open and your eyes rolled to the back of your head as his cock made you feel nice and full as he pushed in inch by delicious inch.  “Be a good pet and moan for me,” he groaned. You clenched around his cock and felt a moan slip from your lips.

His cock slid in and out of you in long, slow strokes as he filled you to the brim. You bit down on your bottom lip, your eyes closing as you breathed a heavy sigh. As you continued to tighten around him, he grasped your waist tighter and tighter, pushing himself deep inside of you as he slowly lost a grip on his measured thrusts. A groan rumbled in his chest as he sighed. He was hardly slow or gentle as he rocked in and out of your squeezing cunt. He was paced, although his rough thrusts were not as forgiving anymore, and they left you pleading for more. You threw your head back as a stifled moan caught in your throat.

“Fuck, Klaus,” you huffed.

Rather than respond, he just bent down to press his chest to your back as his lips and teeth continued their conquest. His teeth were not as dull as he became more and more consumed by pleasure. The dull cut of his fangs grazed the skin of your back.

The pleasure echoed off your bones just as your sounds echoed off the walls of the bedroom. Your open mouth was unrestrained with noise of lust and passion. The arousal was leaking down your flesh, painting the insides of your thighs like a canvas, offering a generous lather of paint to the space. His cock spearing into you made the dirtiest sounds—skin on skin, wet against wet.

You fist the sheets as he fucked you. One of his arms wrapped around your waist, holding you tightly as he pulled you back to meet his thrusts. Your legs were a trembling mess, your arms were slowly dwindling in the strength they needed to hold you up. You lost track of your moans, you could hardly hear yourself begging Klaus to keep going.

"More," you begged, despite the loss of breath in your lungs, despite the haze of your mind. You chased the pleasure, pleading for it to swallow you whole as you took all that he gave you. "Please, more." He cursed under his breath.

He braced one hand next to your head as you reached out to grab it. His breath was loud in your ear, full of broken moans disguised as heavy grunts.

"I like you begging," he purred in your ear.

You clenched around him, whimpering at the feeling of his cock keeping you full as his hips thrust into you. "Please let me cum, Klaus," you moaned. "I need it, feels so good. Please."

He hummed deeply, satisfied with your pleas as he smiled. "Very well, then," he said, his thrusts becoming a little rougher and his hands gripping you a little tighter. You nearly cried out when his finger found your clit, pressing down and rubbing rhythmically as he worked to push you over the edge.

You were getting so close, addicted to the passionate rock of his cock inside you. Your pussy fluttered as you grew nearer and nearer to your release. You could tell he was close too, with the way his breaths become moans, the way his thrusts become a little bit more erratic.

“Klaus,” you gasped. “Klaus, please. Gonna cum!”

He kept going, his breath fast and deep. "Cum for me, love." His thumb moved quicker, and the sparks went wild in your belly. You moaned deeply as you squeezed around his cock, your breath stuck in your throat for a moment as your orgasm washed over you.

He gripped you tighter by the hips, moaning at the feeling of your pussy fluttering around him as you clenched his cock in a snug fit inside you. He cursed under his breath, burying his head in the crook of your neck. You felt his sharp fangs graze your skin, teasing your flesh for a moment as he kept rocking into you. With a few rough thrusts of his hips, he buried his cock as far inside of you as he could go as he came.

Your vision blurred and you gasped when his teeth sunk into your skin, piercing your flesh and burning in your veins like a fierce ecstasy. He groaned roughly as he spilled inside of you, rutting his hips a couple more times as he rode out his high.

He pulled away from you, kissing the bite mark Imprinted into your skin as he claimed you with much more than a simple love bite. He sighed deeply, a pleased hum slipping past his lips  before he pulled out of you.

You sat back on your knees as you caught your breath, bringing your hand to your shoulder where he'd buried his teeth. "Did you claim me?" you asked, looking up at him in surprise.

He disappeared one moment and reappeared in the next, a damp cloth in his hand as he rounded you once more. He wrapped an arm around you from behind and kissed your neck again, licking the skin and taking it between his teeth once more.

"You're mine," he whispered.

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Sweet Mindless Love

werewolf!Sylus x gn!Reader

This is the sweet soft "only I can calm my beast down" fic just before the monsterfucking cuz I can't just leave that unsaid

Warnings: light angst, mild hurt/comfort, fluff, swearing, pet names, werewolf AU, scent stuff, painful transformation with minor descriptions, temporary character death (silly)

Title from "Howl" by The Unlikely Candidates

Word Count: 948

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Coarse, yet somehow soft, fur glides through your fingers. Powerful huffs of breath have it standing on end, shuddering with effort as the creature in your lap contains itself. Luke and Kieran are hiding in the safe room, no doubt. They have to. Otherwise, they'd be torn to shreds without a second thought.

You, however, are never safer than in these moments, your beast pressing his snout into your belly and your thighs and taking in your scent. You are the only one allowed to touch him like this, hold him like this - and the only one that can calm him down on nights like these.

"Good boy," you whisper into the electric air. His muscles are so tense, ready to jump up and lash out at anything that comes near. Mephisto is an unfortunate victim tonight, having been caught when he led Sylus straight to you. You're grateful for his sacrifice, and even more so for his mechanical nature that means it's not permanent. "I'm here, my love. It's only me."

Sylus whines low in his throat, a pleading sound that clings to your heart. You know he hates this. Hates becoming a monster. The first time you saw him is burned into his brain with every full moon. The way your eyes widened. Your arms coming up to protect your face as he charged right for you. The scream you let out as he toppled you into the ground. Your rapid heartbeat when he laid upon you.

The fact you stayed is a miracle in itself. He couldn't be more grateful.

You lean down to press a kiss to his fur, wherever you can reach with him laying like this. His claws curl into your back at the gentle contact, before quickly pulling away so as to not hurt you. He never would on purpose, but the thought of hurting you even accidentally destroys him. The amount of clothes he's torn and ruined just trying to hold you...

"It's almost morning. The sun's almost here. Just a little longer, okay?"

He inhales deeply. Your scent - the body wash and hair product and lovely smelling things you use - is like a sedative to his wild mind. Where normally he would be overwhelmed by all the sounds and smells of the world, here he can simply allow you to wash over him, block out the rest of the world, and put his instincts at ease. Of course, it comes with the caveat that any intrusions, be it smells or sounds, can be enough to set him off again.

You begin humming. The song doesn't matter. You can feel the muscles in his powerful back relaxing with every note. His fur does not stand so on edge. His breaths become less harsh and more even. This only becomes more true as the first rays of the sun hit the blinds.

It's always amazing to watch the transformation back into a man. It's painful - when he turns into a wolf, his cries and howls echo in your ears alongside the creaking of bones and tearing of skin - but also a relief.

His fur begins to shake as it recedes back into his skin. Bones pop and crack as they fit back into place. His fingernails - not claws - cling onto your shirt as his snout compresses into his strong nose. Until soon enough, instead of a half-wolf half-man laying across your lap, all that remains is a full man, laying on his stomach with his face pressed into your tummy and his arms hugging your waist, legs stretched out across the rug, entirely nude.

He sighs slowly, as if he's trying to adjust to his lungs once more. You comb now through his hair, soft and sweaty. Your other hand rubs reassuringly over his back, also slick with sweat, massaging his shoulder blades and spine after the transformations they endured.

You lean your head down slightly. "Okay?"

He nods and rubs his nose against your hip before turning his head to the side to uncover his mouth. "Okay... Did I hurt you?"

"No, I'm okay." You brush hair from his face. Though he doesn't open his eyes yet, his brow relaxes with the tender care you offer him. "You didn't even damage my shirt this time. And the boys are okay, too. But..."

He tenses, visible eye shooting open with a frown to look up at you. "But?"

You smile, though it comes out more as a grimace. You nod over to a pile of black feathers and exposed wires, sparking occasionally. "Mephisto wasn't so lucky."

He growls, closing his eyes once more and biting at your clothed hip. "Don't frighten me like that."

You laugh despite his upset. The sound puts him at ease. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry. I won't do it again." He can still hear the giggles bubbling out of you for the next couple minutes. Still, he's actually glad you can joke about his destructive nature. He'd rather have you laugh at him than scream because of him. "Do you want to take a bath?"

"Not yet. Just wanna stay here for a minute."

"You were there all night."

"Yeah, and he doesn't appreciate it enough. I'm just doing my due diligence, sweetie."

"Uh-huh. Well, my ass is starting to hurt."

"Tough."

You laugh again. He smiles for the first time since transforming. It's no wonder his wolf form is so infatuated with you when you make him feel like this normally, without heightened senses.

"Thank you for taking care of me tonight," he coos sweetly. "I love you, sweetheart."

"I love you, too, puppy." You bend over him to kiss his head. "In every form, always."

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Hm... Cat hybrid would totally ask to do catnip off Reader's tits.

They definitely would- Reader's tits are the only support they need in life. Dragging my model cat boy, Saber, out of the closet - just imagining him crawling into his makeup room and onto his bodyguard's lap after a hectic photoshoot - pleading for the comfort only their fat tits and a little catnip can provide. Werewolf Bodyguard has already been established to do nearly anything as long as they're paid well enough so they're willing to let him have his fun. They'll be occupied with their phone and counting the weeks pay while catboy has his face buried in their chest - high off his ass.

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"Ugh.....what a day...If only I had something to take my mind off it all."

Waiting eyes stalk your position - soft fur tickling the inner flesh of your thighs as your boss fishes for your attention in the most obvious fashion imaginable. He taps the top buttons of your shirt with a claw, teasing his fingers through the gap. His lips pucker in a sad little pout as his tail continues to brush up and down your legs. You knew how much he hated to ask for things, but sometimes you'd wished he'd be more upfront with what he wanted - got you paid a whole lot faster and him whatever he desired within range.

"Get on with it."

"I knew you'd understand~"

Saber purrs - throwing kisses at your neck and collar as he reaches for the little baggie hidden beneath the couch cushions. He makes quick work of unbuttoning your shirt - tearing a few of them off in the process. You've got spares, but it's getting pretty hard to explain to others why you're wearing a different shirt after being alone with your employer for a couple hours. Saber sprinkles some of the grass on your chest, squishing your tits together with his hands as he pants his face between them, eagerly lapping at your skin with his tongue. His wrist fall into to your hands - a silent indicator to hold onto him as the catnip takes effect. Wouldn't want you to get scratched again. He swears he's sorry for the last time it happened, but you both know he relishes having that small claim on you.

Saber's purrs rumble against your skin as he bites, licks, and drools all over you. What was even the point of the catnip when he barely had a taste of it? He seemed more invested in everywhere but- testing the waters to see how long you'd humor him before he had to pull away. The couch was moderately comfortable and you didn't mind staying put for what's basically free money so there's really no harm in letting your boss unwind in the best way possible for as long as he wanted until you were off the clock.

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☾ phases collection issue #6 THE NEIGHBOUR IS A WEREWOLF!

⚤ Wanda Maximoff x GN/Male/Female Neighbour!Werewolf!Reader mature 18+ — depictions and general fic about two pining neighbours, cute fluffy stuff, some sexual innuendos and undertones, a little bit of sexual themes towards the end — I think that's it? ✎ 2.5k She is the sweetest little thing you could have live right over the fence. Like a... well, dog, you'd been intrigued by her from day one and you've noticed... she has too. Little does she know, her "cute dog in the next yard" is quite literally that. A werewolf.

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What would Wanda Maximoff do without you as her neighbour?

“Come on!” Wanda scoffs aloud, huffing with a drastic drop of her shoulders. “Not now… not now, please?” 

Her hands ring and strangle tightly around the circlet of her steering wheel. Face scrunched in her annoyance and ire, aware that she’s cutting it close to being late for work. 

“There a problem, Wands?” She jumps in her seat with a short gasp, blinking away the blur of mad tears. Fuck, not now. Of all people, please not you. 

Your hands rest to curl over the wound-down sill of her window, body hunched down from your taller height and only making the muscles beneath your white shirt bulge. The way they cut off in the rolled coils at your elbows, the slight give of the top’s hem hanging loose at your collarbone, causing a spread of heat to mask her cheeks. 

“Y-yeah, uh…” she looks away and down at the radio for a moment. Mindlessly and to distract herself, she plays with the buttons. “My car just suddenly shit itself and I’m going to be late for work.”

Tongue poked into your cheek, you give the hood a once over look with a sharpened appraisal. Fuck, how she could stare into your eyes for hours without growing tired. Their the most beautiful shade, sometimes catching in the light and she swears she catches this honey, amber shine in them for a second. 

“I can take you to work if you’d like,” you offer calmly with a shrug, “can fix her up for you while you're out at work.”

“O-oh, I—” Is she burning up? Wanda clears her throat, tempted to fan her face of its flush. “I’d appreciate it, but I wouldn’t want to impose.”

You shrug again, cheeks pulling back into a toothy grin. She swears that with a small squint of her eyes she can make out the very faint way that your canines are a little sharper than anyone she’s ever met. Animalistically so. 

You’ve already pulled her door open and she quickly gathers her bag and gets out. Following alongside you, you lead her into your front yard and towards the open mouth of your garage. You pop open the passenger door of your car and she gets in, easing herself against the column seat of leather and doesn’t wait long until you get into the driver’s seat. It’s a very nice car, nothing too modern. A tan, light roof 1967 Chevrolet Impala with fine workings of white strips and restored wooden interiors. She can tell just how much love went into every detail.

“Alright, ready, sweetheart?” you tease with that sly grin and she nods, unable to trust in her words. 

From day one you have been a top neighbour. Welcoming and friendly, when she began to move her boxes into her new house, you were there at the truck’s side asking if she needed a helping hand. Of course, she took note of the scrap of metal sitting in your driveway that screamed for help more than her, but something about that charm you have made her accept instead. 

Eager, you began to haul in several boxes at a time, saving her at least an hour’s more work. 

She could never forget such kindness. It was scary to move somewhere completely new, heavy with doubt that she’d make any close friends so soon. Yet there you were, like a dog in the yard wagging your tail and hopeful, puppy eyes as you introduced yourself. 

From then on, you were always around in a way. Every morning when she’d make herself a cup of coffee and some breakfast, she’d see you out in your yard going about whatever it was you were doing that day. Touching up some of the broken pitches in the fence, weeding the hedges or— how she’d go bright red in seeing you in the farther corner of the backyard chopping logs of wood. 

She would quickly duck out of sight behind the floral pattern of her curtains just as you walked past, huffing, sweaty and carrying a load of wood that would take two men combined to haul. 

It was always a marvel and mystery of the things you could do, the small and sort of oddities she found. But it mattered little the moment she came home from work to find you half beneath the body of a car you were working on in your driveway, stereo turned up on full blast playing older music dated to the sixties at least. The way your stained jeans hug the muscle of your legs, knees spread to reveal the sturdy space of your lap and the junction between your legs. 

She had to think quickly and be smart in order to not get caught ogling at you when you spring out on the wheeled bed, tool in hand and hands covered darkly in car grime. How you always speak to her with that rumbly timbre edged into the vocal range of your voice, it sends tingles down her spine and shooting into her core, leaving her with a dampened spot in her panties that she has to now deal with after she shuts her front door at her heel. 

The things she would allow you to do with her if she just had the courage to ask. The things you would gladly do to her if she just gave you a chance. But there were other things that you’re better off keeping to yourself and those chores were often curated around a time when you knew she wasn’t home or when it was late and under the cover of night.

Those same tunes play quietly on the stereo ambience in the car. “You sure like this song,” she says with a short giggle. Humming and eyes flickering to hers for a second, your mouth spreads into a sheepish smile. 

“Yeah, it’s a good song. I’ve always enjoyed it.” Your days are fueled by the drone of your old music playing in the background. It keeps you calmer in the more rather… intense moments. 

“I like it.” Wanda now grins, toothy and bright and you can’t explain why, but it fills you with a sense of relief – maybe even pride - that Wanda has taken a liking. Ever since she moved in, this song has become more of a nail in the coffin for you, finally able to see her as at the edge of your own reality. 

‘Thank you, Elvis.’

Your arm reaches down and shifts the gears and speed off down the road.

Just as you promised, you worked on Wanda’s car throughout the day. Tinkering away with the engine, ensuring that the oil was done and changed and wiping your hands over and over messily with the stained rag tucked into your belt. 

“Fucking Hell, Wanda. You live next door to that? And you haven’t pounced on them yet?” Wanda feels her face grow hot, blushing with that sore pinkish colour as she attempts to hide in the high collar of her sweater. 

Her co-worker remains guilty of staring at you — or at least the lower half of you laying from underneath the car — and Wanda scolds her for drooling all over her pants. 

“I’m just saying, if you need a roommate—”

“Oh no,” Wanda quickly interjects, gathering her bag, “I will not become the proxy of a creepy, perv neighbour.”

“Wanda, please, I’m begging you! Just one night to sleep over. Huh, my car has curiously stopped working, do you think that they could uhm… see what the problem is?”

Wanda rolls her eyes with a loud sigh. “You’re so bad, and I mean that in a: ‘get home and have a cold shower’ way.”

Her co-worker shakes her head, her lips sinking inward. “Uh uh. I’m using my vibrator all night long for this one.”

Wanda’s nose scrunches but she fails to conceal her laughter. “Ew!”

She gets out of the car and begins to walk up the pavement of her driveway. She watches the allure of you roll yourself out with a finalising sigh only to find her gaze and grin widely. Those sharper fangs in full view. 

Those adoring, puppy-like eyes and the ever so slight tilt of your head. 

“Hey, Wands.” You scurry outward that bit more and stand, your towering height shadows over her and the afternoon sun paints against your back and shoulders. Your hair is mused and slick, your clothes and smears of your skin in dire need of a wash and your hands are covered to the elbow in a gradient grime.

“Hey, Y/N. Working hard?” 

You chuckle lowly and nod. You do your best to wipe yourself clear to no altering difference. But Wanda finds the charm in the way you look. It’s something she can sense about you that you enjoy a good scalp scratch. She becomes internally greedy and wishful to coddle you and perhaps have an excuse to see you wrapped in nothing but a towel around your waist and skin glowing with the shiny jewels of the dribbling shower water. 

Just as you’re about to invite Wanda to finally test out her car’s health, you pick up the rapid pace of heels clapping on the driveway and see another woman who approaches fast. “Who’s this?” you ask. Wanda, stumbling over her words, introduces her co-worker to you.

With a dip of your chin and lashes framing the unsure, almost shy quarter of your gaze ducks away and only relax when able to find Wanda. 

“H-hi, I’m having car issues of my own. Could I trouble you to take a quick look?”

One of your brows quirk up. You can smell some form of arousal on this woman and the way she looks up at you, blinking, you already put two and two together. You give a shrug on your shoulders anyhow. “Sure.”

You make your way over to the car that you know is in working order by the smell of the freshly changed oil and the tinge of the hot engine. You pop the hood open and quick as anything, you identify the problem. 

Wanda’s entire body grows cold then hot under the stare of your eyes, a little narrowed and pupils raised up to seemingly sink out of view. She thinks she catches that strange anomaly of amber gold flash in your eyes.

“What did you do?” she whispers with a quiet hiss. Her co-worker looks sinfully sheepish and holds up a small object in her hands. She answers quickly with a huff. “I took this thing out.”

Both women go still when your fingers pluck the object out from her hand, a dark smirk crossing your lips as your glare turns to look Wanda up and down, taking her in in her entirety. How did you reach them so quickly without making a single sound?

“Found the problem.”

“O-oh!” 

You adjust the stolen piece back into its proper place and push the hood down with a hard, resounding thud and slap your hand down in it, announcing your finished work. 

“She’s ready to go. An easy fix.”

Wanda has to shoo and shove her dear, embarrassed co-worker back into her driver’s seat and waves her off, watching the poor girl drive home dejected. No harm, no foul to the woman but she wasn’t the one you were interested in. There was little point in indulging in lesser affairs when the one you truly wanted stood no more than a few inches from you. 

“She’s a sweet girl, really. She just…” Wanda’s eyes shy away from yours the moment you snort, smirking down at her and she scratches at the shell of her ear. Was there really an excuse for that kind of behaviour? Maybe not, but Wanda has questioned herself once or twice after a semi mind-blowing orgasm session to her vibrator at the thought of you and why it was that you never appear to be seeing anyone, or bring a single person home for even a one night stand? Plenty of her other neighbours did. And her co-worker’s attempt to try and get her foot in the door couldn’t be blamed fully. You have this roguish appearance, intimidating yet somehow friendly. Wanda never once has had to worry about any sort of trouble such as robbers breaking in because she feels assured and protected that you’re right next door. 

Little to her knowledge, you’ve caught the odd robber trying his luck at busting the lock of her front door in the middle of the night. And there you had been, standing with a shovel in one hand, a thick and sturdy chain in the other and hidden behind the picket fence. 

All you had to do was let the wolfish glow of amber show and ask with a rumbled tone, “What’d you think you’re doing?”

And the robber high-tailed it, complexion paled in comparison to the dark attire he wore.

Your hands pat and paw at the roughened texture of your jeans. With a cock of your head, you indicate to Wanda to follow you. “Come on. Let’s see if my day’s work paid off.”

Giddy and cheeks finally cooling down, Wanda joins you and she slides in. She puts her keys into the ignition and turns it, the car’s engine purrs to life with a steady rumble and she giggles aloud, hands clapping together.

“Shit, that sounds better than before.”

You lean down until your face appears in the window. “Glad to hear it.”

“How can I repay you?” The question leaves over the plump of her lips before she could even register it. 

Would it be wrong to use this as your chance? Your brows line into a considering furrow, lips twisting into a pursed form before you respond. “How about a date tomorrow night?”

You worry you’ve gone too far but when her cheeks fold back into that dimpled, toothy smile and her dark lashes flutter, abashed and her face glowing red, she nods. “Sure, I’d like that.”

The engine purrs low before the rattling kink silences it, shutting it off. 

“It’s really beautiful up here,” Wanda sighs with a smile. 

“Yeah. I like to come up here when I need to get away from things in the neighbourhood.”

Her eyes finally fall away from the view to find you and you turn your gaze to hers. 

“Even me?” she asks smoothly. 

Easily in her tone you register the sounded jest but all the same, it pulls a quiet and caught whine from your throat. 

You shake your head. “No. You’re the only thing I hate leaving behind when I get away.”

You see the way her creamy green eyes move, flittering up and down from your own eyes to your lips then back up. You cannot help but copy the motion. 

She moves in and something inside you, a desperate hunger, meets her halfway and begins to pull her from her passenger seat until she straddles your waist. 

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Nobody Knows My Girlfriend is a Werewolf

Joel Miller x Werewolf F!Reader

Here's my late halloween contribution!

Warnings: monster sex, werewolf!reader, brief rimming, ball nipping, oral m!receiving, breeding kink, battle of dominance

18+ ONLY

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‘HeY! Tommy—shh!—no sorry not you I’m just—fuck, stop that!”

Burying the receiving end of the phone into his shirt, Joel puts his finger to his lips to shush you before shoving your clawed hand away. He puts the speaker back on his ear. “Sorry we—“

A strong growl rumbles below Joel.

“You got a dog or something?” Tommy chuckles on the other end.

“Uhhh--“ Joel looks down at you, now on all fours and nudging his clothed sack with your pointed snout. “StoP! Shit--“ he tries to push your nose away but you keep coming back, inhaling deeply through your blackened sniffer with heightened senses. You let out a low howl from your throat of approval, pawing at his jeans now to get them off. “Y-yeah— I mean no! We’re watching a friend’s dog—“

“You gonna keep it?”

“Wh-no. She’s being a —very-bad-dog!” He enunciates at you. “I’m gonna tell them she can’t play here anymore when she’s like this.”

You scoff, knowing deep inside your wolf brain he’s full of empty threats. 

If you really wanted to annoy him, you’d crush his phone under your foot, pin him down, and force you needs onto him. you'd actaully done that before, only to wake up with little memory next to a Joel who looked like he got hit by truck.

You were actually being a VERY good girl tonight given the circumstances.

He pushes you away with finality, walking away towards the bedroom.

You should try to behave, but its so difficult once this shape takes form. It's like asking a kid on halloween to wait to open candy until he's out of his costume and washed up for bed. you couldn't communicate with him, your wolf-like vocal cards unable to form words. But your gestures lead to pretty obvious intentions, and Joel was not getting it one bit.

Luckily, he isn’t prepared when you pounce on his back, making him grunt an “oof!” And falling flat on the bed.

“Joel?” Tommy asks, concern laced in his voice from the other end of the call.

“Shit—Yeah I’m—alright…stubbed my toe.”

You flip him around like he’s nothing. In your current state, he actually does weigh nothing to you. He tries not to yell as you start literally tearing his jeans off, the shredded denim falling by your side.

He coughs, trying to play it cool as if some monster didn't just rip all his clothes off with a single swipe. “I’m gonna have to—“ your sharp teeth pull down his boxers, revealing his rapidly hardening cock. A devilish grin spreads across your elongated mouth, salvia pooling in drops and falling to his stomach.

“Don't!—F-FUck!” He yelps as you wrap your sticky, long tongue around his member, a full 360 covering from base back up to the tip. Your warm breath is fanning his mushroom tip as your tongue jerks him off, granting you a hum of approval. Joel’s eyes go a little crossed, leaning back into the pillow and feeling himself float. “Tommy—No I’m not getting off right now—“ he furls his brows, unable to put his eyes on you and instead, pushes his palm along your furry forehead, knees digging into the matress trying to get away from your grip.

You growl again at his profuse denial of you. 

Shredding his shirt off as well, your leathered paws glide roughly over his chest and soft stomach.  You lick over his nipples, down to his naval and soaking his happy trail with slobbery kisses before returning to suckle his cock easily in your mouth.

In human form, Joel’s girth is impossible to take in one go, leaving you often choking and having to jack the rest of his member with your other two hands. But when you’re in wolf form, with your now larger frame and more importantly, longer chops, he fits just perfectly without any trouble. You had gotten pretty good at avoiding scraping with your larger teeth, instead now pressing your twitching nose deep into his pelvis while his cock breaches your throat heavenly. He closes his eyes, arched up in bliss and forgetting his brother on the phone.

“Tommy—I’m—not feeling great… this dog…I gotta—I’m—“

You flips him over again to his face, your tongue slitting between his ass cheeks and gliding over his taint. Joel lets out a shocked whine when you prod at his hole, glazing over it until slick from your saliva coats his entrance enough to slip the very tip inside. 

“‘Mgonnahavetocallyouback—“ Joel smashes the end call button with stumbled fingers. 

“You’re not putting anything in my ass tonight,” he groans as you lap at his entrance. 

You snap at him angrily, nudging his balls with your nose again. He feels your teeth nip along them as gently but hungrily as possible, hoping he’ll finally take the hint.

“Do you want me to fill you or not?” He asks, turning over and tossing his phone.

Your tail wags excitedly, fast panting jiggling your belly.

You lean back, spread your legs, as two clawed fingers spread your hairy folds. He can see it glistening with hormonal juices even with the slick fur around it. You lazily roll your paw in circled motions, a general amount of your wolf pussy juices dribbling down below and fillinig the room. Tongue lolled to the side with a heavy look in your eyes, your quick breaths dry you out, licking over your chops over and over again as Joel positions himself between your legs, his leaking cock in one hand.

“Ugh—wait—“

He reaches behind him to fish a few viagra’s, knowing even he will tire after a few round of half dozen, but you’ll be needing his seed pounded deep into your womb for at least 15 times tonight.

He mounts you like a dog, one foot propped up on the bed while the other steadies on his knee. “You gonna be a good pup tonight?”

You shake your head no teasingly, spreading yourself wider for him.

“No? How else am I gonna fill ya with a litter?”

You whine out dramatically, pleading with him. He keeps slapping his dick along your slit, giving himself a good warm pussy soaking without actually doing you any favors. “Not sure you’re worth breeding with pups since you’ve been so—“

Your jaws snap shut with a vibrating growl. One whole paw wraps around Joel’s waist as you hoist him towards you, his dick finally penetrating your walls. You let out a delicious howl, using him to fuck yourself. 

“HEY I’m not—shit baby—not a fuckin—toy!” It’s so easy for him to get lost in your cunt, internally much warmer and almost sucking him back in for more. You’re probably meant to take another werewolf’s cock, a werewolf’s knot, something proportionate, but you always go feral for Joel. And Joel’s a blessed guy down there. You enjoy the fact that you can be stretched wide in human form, but needing no preamble in wolf form.

And wolf or not, Joel Miller has breeder balls. The scent alone of his seed swimming inside them sends you into early heat each time, leading to nights like this where you’re biting at his sack then pinning him down until he dumps load after sticky load into your womb.

He doesn’t have a knot, but having human cock in werewolf pussy has its perks. Like how he can push deep inside, his balls snugly pressed against your entrance until they slip inside too. The two of you groan lowly as he ruts himself inside you. Your walls practically swallow his cock and balls all in one, refusing to let him pop them back out. Warm and wet, you can feel all of his twitching inside you, ready to give you those pups you’d been begging him for. Whether he understood that or not from you, it didn’t matter.

Joel grips your fur tight as he splatters his cum inside you. Maybe this time, it’s deep enough that it’ll take.

Even so, you’ve got the rest of the night to find out.

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Toxic | Klaus Mikaelson

Summary: "I'm not a good man," Klaus whispered. "You should run away from me, as fast as you can."

Being Klaus's girlfriend feels amazing... until he loses his temper.

Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x reader

Genre: Hot, angsty, Toxic relationship

Word Count: <1k

You were sat on the couch in the Mikaelson residence, gnawing at your fingernails. It was an old habit that only came back when you were extremely stressed.

You were waiting for your boyfriend Klaus to return home. He had entrusted you to look after his one year old daughter Hope whilst he was gone.

Klaus walked through the door. He pulled off his jacket and flung it onto the sofa.

"Hello, love," he said, smiling. "How was your day? I hope my little monster didn't give you too much trouble."

Klaus stood behind the couch where you were sitting. He leant down and kissed your cheek. His lips were soft, and his stubble tickled your skin pleasantly.

Klaus's lips roamed further down towards your neck, but you pushed him off.

"Sit down, Klaus. I need to tell you something."

Klaus's brow quirked up, but he obeyed, sitting beside you on the couch.

"Everything alright, love? You're shaking."

You bit your lip. "Okay, here goes. First thing's first - she's totally fine, completely healthy, snoozing away in her cot."

Klaus's brow went up. "Okay…"

You drew in a shaky breath. "But… and don't be mad, but… I left Hope alone for a minute and she knocked a glass off the table and cut her hand open."

Klaus's face fell. His features went from mildly confused to deadly serious in a second. His dark blue eyes bore into yours.

"What?" His voice was barely above a whisper. "You let Hope get hurt?"

"I'm so sorry, Klaus. I know it's the first time you've left her alone with me, and I really wanted to do a good job but… accidents happen. She's fine now, vampire healing and all!"

Klaus was eerily still.

You laughed nervously. "There was blood all over the carpet, but I've sent it to the dry cleaners."

Suddenly, Klaus reached forward and gripped your throat with his hand. He squeezed your neck tight, cutting off your breath.

"How dare you be so… nonchalant about harming my daughter!" he growled. Klaus's eyes turned an eerie luminescent yellow.

"Can't… breathe!" You gasped. You clawed at his hands around your throat, but Klaus’s vice like grip was unrelenting. Black spots filled your vision.

Klaus snarled, bearing sharp werewolf teeth. But then he saw the tears wetting your cheeks, and he snapped out of it. His eyes turned back to their natural blue, and he loosened his grip on your throat.

You jumped off the couch away from him, rubbing your neck.

"I said I'm sorry, okay?" You said, between fits of coughs.

"I leave you alone for one day with her and this is what happens?" Klaus hissed. "You're lucky it's me you told and not Hope's mother, because Hayley would have removed your head from your body by now!"

You wiped your tears. "I promise it'll never happen again."

Klaus stood up, he came towards you so that you were face to face. You tried your hardest not to shy away from his thunderous gaze.

Klaus brought his hand to your cheek. You flinched, unsure of what he would do. But Klaus just swiped your tears off your cheek with the pad of his thumb.

Your breath caught in your throat. Your boyfriend was so wild… so unpredictable. It was one of the things you found so irresistible about him. He made you feel alive.

Klaus's dark gaze fell on your lips, then skirted lower, across your neck, to your chest. You knew he could hear your heart accelerate.

"I'm not a good man," Klaus whispered. "You should run away from me, as fast as you can."

"Don't tell me what to do," you murmured. Your eyes slipped shut as Klaus ran his hand over the fresh bruises on your neck. He kissed your jaw solemnly.

"You must know something, Y/n…" Klaus said, as he unbuttoned the top two buttons of your thin white shirt.

"What?" You whispered, shuddering at his touch.

Klaus slid his hand under your shirt and placed his palm on your left breast, right over your heart.

"When I give you Hope, my heart is in your hands," Klaus said. "I hope I have not made a mistake in entrusting you with this responsibility."

Klaus's unsaid threat hung in the air. He could have your heart out in seconds.

You could feel the coarse skin of Klaus's palm on your chest. You could smell his scent, see his muscled shoulders rise and fall as he panted.

You should be scared, but right now, all you felt was one emotion, crippling and insatiable.

Desire.

You sprung up on your tiptoes and smashed your mouth against Klaus's, kissing him hard. Klaus grunted with surprise. Then, he pushed you against the wall. You kissed each other, opened mouthed and dirty.

Klaus's hand slipped under your bra as he squeezed your breast. The other hand gripped your waist, tight.

As you made out with Klaus against the wall, you opened your eyes, searching. You saw a silver blade resting on an ornate holder on the cabinet beside you.

You let Klaus kiss your neck as you stealthily reached your hand out to grasp the knife.

You took hold of the knife and plunged it into Klaus's side. You heard the squelching of flesh.

Klaus yelled and staggered backwards, gripping his side. You knew a stab with a metal knife wouldn't kill an Original, but that was not your intention.

"What was that for?" Klaus growled. He winced as he pulled the blade out of his waist. He dropped the bloodied knife onto the floor.

"Never manhandle me again, Klaus." You hissed. "I may be a human, but I can give as good as I can get. I said I'm sorry about Hope, so you need to grow up and accept my apology."

Klaus looked at you, hair falling wildly around your face, cheeks flushed dark, eyes glinting.

He smiled, dimples appearing on his stubbled cheeks. "I'm impressed, Y/n. I didn't know if you were fit to be my queen, but now I am sure."

You folded your arms, scowling.

Klaus stepped towards you, hands raised in surrender. "We all make mistakes. I'll admit, ever since Hope learnt how to crawl, I may have lost her more than once."

You sighed.

Klaus closed the gap between you. He wrapped his arms around you in a hug that was surprisingly tender.

"I am sorry for hurting you, Y/n. You have my word that I will not lay a finger on you ever again." He leant down to your ear. "Unless you beg for it."

Your breath hitched.

Klaus smirked. He put one hand around your waist and lifted you up into his arms. You wrapped your legs around his waist, smiling. Klaus held your entire body weight in one arm.

He pecked your lips. "Let me check on the little one and then I'm all yours, my darling."

You smiled. "I can think of nothing better. "

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𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐇! ||𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅!𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐎

Synopsis: Mattheo’s teeth are aching for something to bit into, maybe even tear into. And with you doing anything he wishes, he wishes you what’s on his mind. And that wish accidentally broke a secret he held for years.

Warning: not proofread, possessive behavior, biting kink?, clawing a little, suggestive.

MONSTOBER

Biting his nails, he couldn’t stop. He hated it, he hated this agitating feeling in his teeth. It was mostly his canines. After being bit in first year and not telling anyone. Not even his closest friend, you. His canines feel the need to bite into something. But he didn’t know what, he didn’t know who. But whatever it was, he needed to get it over with.

After class was over he moved quickly through the crowd. Every aching second, the aching in his lower canines and his top ones was begging to chomp. All he could think about was biting into some meat. Or anything else. Theodore seemed to spot a speeding riddle who literally ran over a small 3rd year. Theodore looked at you who was too busy on your phone, him noticing, took the phone from you.

“Hey. Your asshole just ran over a 3rd year….and have you noticed he’s been acting weird today?” You raised a brow at the Italian Slytherin . “He’s been acting weird? He was fine with me around..” Theodore rolled his eyes. “Yeah, of course he acts like he’s fine with you. He doesn’t want you to worry about him.” You frowned. Theodore gave you your phone back, but you put it in your book bag. “So…you’re basically trying to say for me to go confront him about his actions?” Theodore immediately facepalmed. “YES!” He yelled, making you scatter from him and run after Mattheo. Sadly though, Mattheo was faster and you lost trace of him. But you knew where he was.

Mattheo quickly entered his dorm, dropping his bag down and walking back and forth. He can’t, he can’t stand it. He feels like he’s going to lose his brain as his teeth ache more and more by the second, by the minute, by the— his thoughts are caught off by a knock. But there’s a certain scent behind the door. Mattheo’s felt his wolf howl and his eyes dilate at your smell. Mattheo starting biting his nails again. He couldn’t help it, maybe if he stayed quiet you would leave him alone. But you didn’t. Each knock didn’t help that he wanted to burst the door down and hug you. Mark you.

“Matty?” You say from behind the door. Mattheo almost immediately ran to the door before you opened it yourself. “Matt, you okay?” “No.” He blurted out quickly. Your brow’s narrowed at the nervous look of his. He looked like he was sweating, he looked like he was guilty of something. “Y/N. You know how you said you’d do anything for me…” you nodded slowly, closing his door as he approached you. You circled around him. Not knowing what the hell was wrong with him. With your back facing the bed and his back facing the door. There was definitely no escape. “I want to bite you..”

The silence in the room was deadly loudly. Your eyes widen as he tried to explain himself. “Listen! I know it sounds weird, but please. I got bit by a werewolf during first year. I was dumb and stupid.” He prowled towards you, making you try to move back before he gripped your shoulders in place. “I need..to bite something. My teeth. My teeth, are killing me. They are—” you sighed taking his hands off you. “I..I don’t know what to say. I mean…it’s unbelievable. But with how you are acting right as of now. I might as well let you.” You said, pulling your shirt down to show your shoulder. Mattheo felt his teeth ache more, he started to slowly graze his fingers on the smooth skin that is your shoulder. “You mean—” “Mattheo. Just do it before I change my mind.” You said firmly. Mattheo nodded. He leaned his face towards your shoulder and lost control.

He started to pathetically claw at your shirt as he bites down on your shoulder. You hiss but held his shoulders. You thought he would bite hard, but really it wasn’t that bad. Mattheo started clench his jaw, now that’s when it started to hurt. Your slight painful groans and hisses didn’t reach his ears as Mattheo kept moving his body forward. He moved forward, making you fall onto the bed with your back pressed against the mattress. Mattheo growled lowly against your skin, pulling one of your legs to his hip. Your hands quickly found way to his biceps.

Mattheo pulled his head back to see your shoulder. Mattheo’s eyes dilated at the sight of your shoulder imprinted with his bite mark. He felt his breath hitch as he now lifted your shirt and started to mark you more. With every aching bite you felt your cheeks heat up. Mattheo felt possessive, he felt like something was screaming to scar every single part of you.

He didn’t know why, but he loved it. And he can smell that you loved it too. As he finally reached to your neck, he paused before slowly biting it. Feeling your pulse in you neck made him slowly control himself and bite you. You gripped his shoulders. You gripped them hard as a slight moan left your lips. Mattheo’s jaw loosened, feeling his teeth stop to ache. He backs off your neck and looks at you. “I…I’m sorry..” mattheo says after taking full control of his senses. Even though Mattheo felt sorry, he didn’t feel fully sorry for what he really did as he found himself oddly happy that you were marked by him.

“It’s okay Matty…” you say with a small smile, you put your palm against the side of his face. Immediately Mattheo leaned into your touch. Closing his eyes and laying his body on you. “I’m sorry…” he says again, looking at the big bite on your shoulder. He reaches his hand over and rubs it. He then stops feeling you flinched which earns him a frown. “I’ll heal Matt.” “I know. But I won’t knowing I hurt you.” You kissed his forehead. He smiled before frowning and you frowned noticing it. You sat up with a hum, he looked up at you with those beautiful dark brown eyes. His eyelashes were memorizing.

“I love you…” you say, mattheo’s eyes dilated again. He rubs his head against your stomach. His wolf was happy to hear those words. Mattheo laid there against you happily with a small smile. “Say it again please…” he says softly. You chuckled starting to comb your fingers through his hair. “I love you….”

[sodamnradd]

(slightly nsfw)

Yards away from the ramshackle cottage filled with people who don’t like him, Draco lets his himself cry. Snape dumped him here an hour ago and left after a private meeting with The Order.

Footsteps approach. Draco wipes his tears.

It’s Granger, carrying a bowl of lumpy pasta.

“I was saving the box for a rainy day but figured you could use it more than me.”

He stares at the offering, and scrunches his nose. “That’s revolting.”

She says, “I’m sorry about your father.”

Draco’s eyes sting. Then, since she still hasn’t left, he tries the lumpy pasta and finds it offensively delicious.

-

Two weeks later he’s playing Wizard’s Chess with Weasley when Granger appears, a bag strapped across her shoulder.

Weasley hugs her so fiercely, her feet lift off the floor.

“There are only two rooms,” says Weasley, welcoming her inside. “But you can share mine.”

She shakes her head. “The sofa’s fine.”

-

Weasley hurls a howling werewolf against a tree.

Draco stuns two more, searching the field frantically for Granger.

A scream pierces the air.

He doesn’t think before he launches himself between her and the feral wolf. Something sharp slashes his shoulder. Gritting his teeth, Draco takes Granger’s hand and touches the port-key in his pocket.

They land in a heap, gasping atop each other.

She’s bleeding profusely. Her forehead, her cheek, her chin.

-

It’s not until he’s cleaned her up, using magic to sew the scar on her temple back together, that she discovers his shirt is drenched in blood.

She makes a fuss when he removes his shirt. “This is worse than my scar. You should’ve said something!”

“We’re not keeping tabs, Granger.” Truthfully, he’d forgotten all about it when he’d seen her hurt.

Her hands are gentle as she cleans his wound.

They receive word from The Order that the battle was successful, but Ron has been reassigned to a different safe house.

“I won’t have to sleep on the sofa anymore.” She jokes, her breath warm on his spine.

It’s the oddest thing, but his cock stirs. Just the idea of Granger in a bed makes him feel too tight in his skin.

-

They play house for a few days.

Draco enters the kitchen one morning and falters when he sees her in his jumper.

“It was on the chair,” she says apologetically. “I was cold.”

“It’s fine.”

Seeing Granger in his clothes has a deeper effect than he thought. He’s hard again. Admittedly, he’s hard a lot these days.

-

They’re playing chess when Granger poses casually, “Who’s the last person you kissed?”

Draco says, “Pansy.” Without having to think about it. He meets her eye. “You?”

“Ron,” she says.

He tries not to wince, wondering if it was while they all lived together.

“Did you sleep with Pansy?”

His cock stirs again. He exhales. “Yeah,” he says, unable to ask the same question. He doesn’t want to think of Granger naked with another bloke. 

“Do you miss it?” she asks. “Sex?”

He gives her a telling look.

She makes the next move on the chessboard, cheeks aflame.

He shoves his chair back and, when she looks up, he pats his lap. “Come here.”

He thinks she’ll say no. That she’s merely curious and that her questions didn’t mean anything. But she doesn’t do any of that.

He watches, fascinated, as she rises from her seat. And when she straddles him, he’s pretty sure his heart explodes.

-

Sex with Granger makes war tolerable. He’s addicted after one taste. More. It’s all he ever wants. More and more and more.

On the sofa, on the counter, in his bed, in the shower, against his bedroom door.

Her body is lush and responsive. Her skin is gorgeous covered in his love bites. When she moans his name, Draco aches.

She’s doing exactly that, riding him furiously on the sofa with her hair tangled between his fingers, when the door swings open and Snape enters.

Granger gasps, ducking away.

Draco curses, plucking his shorts from the ground.

Snape turns around, giving them a few seconds to become decent. He’s ramrod straight and possibly not breathing.

“I’m so sorry professor,” Granger apologizes profusely. Her voice a little raspy. “We weren’t expecting you.”

“I would hope not,” snarls Snape, peeking cautiously over his shoulder. “I dare say, when we thought you two were occupied, this isn’t what we had in mind.”

Draco bites his lip so not to laugh. He’s not sure who’s more humiliated. Granger or Snape.

“Where’s the research?”

“One moment.” Granger dashes upstairs wearing Draco’s jumper inside out and backwards.

Snape says, “What are you smirking about?”

Draco shrugs, untroubled. “Nothing.”

“Attachment only causes distraction, Malfoy.”

“Or something to fight for,” he rebuts.

“And if she dies?” He sneers. “If you fall in love with that girl and something happens to her, you won’t survive. I know you.”

“I’m not going to let anything happen to her,” he says firmly.

Snape narrows his eyes, realizing it’s too late for words of caution. “You fool.”

Draco says, “Don’t tell the others about this.” Because he knows they’ll separate them if they find out. “Please.”

Granger returns wearing trousers. She passes a ribboned scroll to Snape.

Snape stares in disdain, taking it after a beat too long. He glowers at Draco, his mouth forming a straight line. He says, “If you wish to survive, you’ll stop this.” Draco is about to protest, but Snape holds up his hand. “But as far as I’m concerned, I was never here. Good riddance.”

He slams the door on his way out.

Draco remembers the devastation of losing his father. Snape’s right. They probably shouldn’t.

And yet.

When Granger locks her arms around his neck and bursts into a fit of giggles, he melts.

To hell with it all. He’ll fight for them until the bloody end.

(976 words. Prompt: secret safe house relationship discovered by Snape from X).

[cosmicdahlias]

Breeding You Under a Full Moon

a ford x reader fic

MINORS DNI

Your research partner has been acting bizarrely ever since he was bitten by a creature he caught. He’s taken off into the woods and when you find him he’s no longer the human you know.

warnings: shameless monsterfucking, lycanthropy, werewolf anatomy (knots), furry adjacent, blood, biting, breeding, impreg, pregnancy

with spooky month fast approaching on monday i thought i’d give y’all a monsterfucker fic! i’ve always been a fan of werewolves (and their knots owo), ya’ll furries and fellow monsterfuckers know what i’m talkin’ about. also i included some pregnancy fluff at the end because y’all have been asking for it and i really struggled to turn it into a full fic

“FORD! FORD!”

You called out for your research partner in the dark forest. Snow crunched under your boots as you shined your lantern at the ground, illuminating his footprints. A full moon hung brightly overhead.

Your partner had seemed strange ever since he was been bitten by one of the creatures he’d been studying. His teeth appeared sharper. His eyes turned a beautiful amber hue, but somehow oddly inhuman. You walked in on him tearing apart raw meat with his teeth. He would stare at you, animalistic and hungry.

Tonight you found him in his lab, tables and chairs overturned, papers strewn about the floor. You tried to ask him what was wrong but he took off, fleeing into the darkness of night. You chased after him. He had always been a little neurotic, but even this was out of the ordinary.

You called out to him again. “FORD!”

You caught movement of a figure in the light. You held up your lantern, squinting.

“Ford?”

He turned to you, he looked disheveled, his hair wild, shirt unbuttoned and torn.

“Y/n? What are you doing here?” He panted.

“Ford, I was so worried. Why did you run off like that? What the hell is going on with you? You’ve been acting so weird ever since you got bit.”

You took a step forward, Ford recoiled, terror spreading across his face.

“Stay back, get out of here! Something’s happening to me and I don’t know what I’m capable of.”

“No, Ford, you look terrible. Let me help you. Come on, let’s get back inside and out of the cold before you-“

His breathing became ragged, he panted, his breath visible in the cold air.

“RUN!” He yelled, his sharp teeth bared, voice in an unnaturally deeper register.

He dropped on all fours, his clothes tearing at the seams. Shaggy fur the same color as his dark hair began to grow all over his body, covering him in a thick pelt. His mouth transformed into a long muzzle, teeth elongating into fangs as sharp as daggers. Long, razorlike claws grew in from his nails. Ears, unmistakably wolflike, sprouted from the top of his head. His muscles had doubled in size and he had grown at least two feet in height.

He stood and your eyes dropped immediately between his legs. His length had turned a deep crimson, frighteningly large and knotted at the base of his shaft.

He tilted his head toward the clear starry sky and let out a deafening howl. He turned his gaze to you, eyes full of the same animalistic hunger he had shown in the days prior.

Shameless excitement pulsed through you. You had read more than enough about werewolves, studied their anatomy. Knots had always fascinated you and you longed to know what it would feel like to be fucked by werewolf cock. You knew werewolves had an insatiable propensity to breed, and that sex with one was said to be life changing. An opportunity was staring at you right in the face and you weren’t about to pass it up. You approached him.

His ears pulled back and he gave a warning snarl. “Don’t.”

You continued coming closer, so close that you could smell him, his scent was different, a slight musk.

“Get back, it’s taking everything in me right now to not tear you apart.”

“Ford, I know what you want, I want it too.”

You set down your lantern and reached a hand down and stroked his knot, it’s heat incredibly welcoming in the cold.

He stared down at you, licking his lips. “Please, I won’t- I won’t be able to stop myself.”

“I don’t want you to.”

You took his muzzle in your free hand and kissed him, he struggled to pull away.

“Aren’t you terrified of me?”

“I’m not afraid, I like it rough.”

With your words he couldn’t take it anymore, he growled, pouncing on you and pinning you to the ground. He ripped your clothes to shreds with his claws, the remains acting as a makeshift blanket between you and the snow. He lowered his massive head between your thighs. You tangled your fingers in his fur.

He shoved his snout into your pussy and began lapping at your clit with his large, wet tongue. He gripped your thighs and you moaned as he dug his claws into the soft flesh, blood dripping into the snow.

He licked at you greedily, his senses were heightened and you tasted incredible.

“Fuck, you taste so sweet.”

You arched your back, bucking your hips against his tongue. Your breathing increased, orgasm building. He pulled back and you whined as he removed his maw from your clit, only for him to unfurl his tongue inside you, curling it on your g-spot, his hot breath against your pussy. You tightened around his tongue as you came undone on him. Your moans cutting through the silent forest.

Ford shifted himself to be on top of you.

He held your hips down as he angled his leaking cock at your entrance. He tried to be gentle but his werewolf instincts took over as he rammed himself inside you, but still taking care to keep his knot from entering, he knew it’d be too much for you to take. His girth stretched you wide, eliciting a moan, he took the opportunity to force his tongue down your open mouth.

He began to pump himself into you, panting, his tongue hanging from his maw. God, he felt incredible even if his cock was tearing you apart. You rolled your hips back on him. He gave out a growl.

“Fuck, I always liked you, but I had no idea you wanted me like this.”

The slick, wet sounds of him slipping in and out of you reverberated through the forest, punctuated by your moans and his animalistic noises. He bit your neck, making sure to not break the skin, he didn’t want to turn you.

“God ever since I was bitten fucking you was all I could think about. I wanted to claim you, make you mine and now that I have you-“ leaned down low and whispered in your ear “I’m gonna make you carry my pups.”

You tightened around him at his words. He was close, he placed a clawed hand to your throat and fucked into you aggressively. He was trying desperately to keep himself from knotting in you, but his instincts took over once again and he forced his knot deep inside you. You cried out, spasming around him, the mixture of pain and pleasure was so overwhelming that you came immediately. The sensation tipped him over the edge, he spilled his hot seed deep inside your pussy, impregnating you. He howled into the night.

He huffed, trying to catch his breath. “Now unfortunately I can’t pull out yet, it’ll just hurt you or me, we have to wait for the knot to go down.”

He sunk his weight into you, his soft fur was like a blanket. He was so warm, like a furnace, it was heaven in the bitter cold.

“You know, this is gonna happen every month, I’d be more than happy to help settle your breeding urges.”

“Sounds like a good deal to me.” He smirked.

You reached up and scratched behind his ear, he gave an approving whine, leaning his head into your touch.

“Fuck, now I see why dogs love this so much.”

You laughed. “Well, I always wanted my own dog.”

His lips curled into a smile. “I promise I’ll be your good boy.”

He had softened inside you, he slowly pulled out. You kissed his maw and he licked your cheek.

“Now let’s get you out of the elements before you catch a cold.”

He scooped you into his arms and made his way back to the cabin. He opened the door, paws padding on the hardwood and laid you down by the fire. He turned in circles on all fours a few times before lying down beside you, his chest pressed against your back. He delicately traced his claw over your curves, it made you shiver. You laid in silence for a while before he spoke.

“I think we both know it’s clear now that we have feelings for each other, and I was thinking, maybe we could go steady, be a real couple.”

You turned over to face him, taking his muzzle in your hands and kissing him.

“I’d love that.”

His tail wagged, thumping on the floor.

-

Weeks had gone by and you were plagued with nausea and abdominal cramps. You had your suspicions and tried to ignore it, but the symptoms persisted. You bit the bullet and bought a pregnancy test. You stood in the bathroom staring at the little plastic stick on the sink, waiting. Two lines appeared… shit.

The drive to Ford’s place felt like an eternity. You walked up to the cabin, let out a sigh and knocked on the door. Ford answered, wasting no time kissing you.

“Hey there, how’s my stardust doing?”

“Ford, we need to talk.”

He looked visibly nervous. “I- is everything okay?”

“I don’t know, you might wanna sit down for this.”

You made your way inside, he sat down on the couch.

“So what’s going on? You’ve got me really worried.”

You took a deep breath. “Ford, I’m pregnant.”

He was silent for a moment. “Y-you’re sure?”

“Positive as the test I took this morning.”

He stood up and pulled you into a tight embrace.

“Oh, stardust, that’s wonderful. Have you set up doctor’s appointments? We need to get you on prenatal vitamins. You should-“

You kissed him.

“Ford, you’re doing that thing where you get ahead of yourself again.”

He chuckled. “I guess I am.”