#wolf vampire

[romanceclub-confessionss]

Confession:

I so badly want another (?) long haired androgynous man for a RO. Let me also take some precautions against the universe and say that I specifically want one that doesn't cut his hair short later on in the story. I know a good chunk of the guys we get are considered "pretty boys" and as attractive as they are and as much as I love some of them they're not pretty in the way I'm looking for. We have a handful of ROs with long hair but I don't know if I'd classify many of them in that category, I don't think they're androgynous enough. I think Liam from Arcanum and maybe Ratan from Kali and the LSE wolf vampire are the closest that qualify out of all the stories we've gotten so far.

[vispercruor]

Vampyrmoon

[leighbaye]

[thatsbelievable]

[sherurose]

"Armand was Daniel's single oracle, his merciless and all-loving demonic god."

The Queen of the Damned, Part 1, Chapter 4: The Story of Daniel, the Devil's Minion or the Boy from Interview with the Vampire

[monstersholygrail]

Drove up today and having a total beach day which has been amazing despite the heat. But it’s also giving me soooo many monster thoughts

Imagine you go up to one those boardwalk fortune teller machines and you think, ‘eh, why not. It could be fun.’ And it seems like the machine agrees with you as your jaw drops when you read the fortune. This tiny paper of fate claims that today you will get your world rocked by a creature out of this world.

First of all, how is a fortune like that even in there? Secondly, what the hell kind of fortune is this?! You look into the plastic eyes of the mystic woman and something within you says to believe her. To take this fortune seriously.

Turning to the beach just down the steps your eyes immediately fall onto the Tentacle Monster lifeguard, wondering if he’ll be the one to fulfill your fortune. His long tentacles curled around the high chair and you imagine what it would be like to ride him on top of it. To see the length of the beach while his tentacles reach deep inside you to places you’ve never been able to go.

Or maybe the pack of Wolf Hybrids down the way. Half of them playing volleyball on the beach and the other throwing around a frisbee. You imagine them passing you around, each of them having their turn with you as they fuck into your weeping holes, never letting you rest for even a moment as they cant get enough of feeling your wet heat suffocate their cocks.

A shiver passes through you and you quickly look away before you get ahead of yourself. And when you do your eyes can’t help but be drawn to the ocean.

Mermen popping their head up above the water. Hungrily watching the humans from afar. Your thoughts drift to swimming your way into the ocean and getting sucked under the waves. Before you know it a whole pod of them are swarming you, desperately stuffing their mouths, fingers, and cocks inside of you. Eager for your warmth to surround them and wanting to drown you in pleasure.

Perhaps other merfolk will join them. Shark Hybrids smelling your arousal from afar and using it to hunt you down so that they may feast on your flesh in the most toe curling way. Wanting nothing more than to devour you and make you cum harder than you could ever dream.

As you find yourself stepping toward the ocean, drawn to the temptation of what could be, your foot knocks into a cooler. An apology falls from your lips as you step back, only to see a suspiciously pale man hidden completely under an umbrella. And suddenly you know you won’t find your average drink in that cooler.

Your mind spins up the image of the Vampire man snatching you under his umbrella with inhumane speed. Dragging your body beneath him and ravaging you mercilessly. Preferring to get his blood from the source instead of his cooler. And as his fangs sink deep inside you, so does his cock. Both working to bring you to new heights of ecstasy, your mind growing foggy as he draws blood from you in time with the furious pumps of his hips until you can’t help but cum. Your release making your blood taste that much sweeter.

You quickly snap out of your thoughts, your chest quickly rising and falling with your panting breaths. Arousal gushes out of you, soaking your panties and bringing a wave of heat throughout your body.

You shift uneasily, hoping it isn’t too noticeable. Hoping they can’t smell it. But as each of them slowly turn to look at you, your hope fades away into nothing but more arousal. Not slowing yourself to second guess this, you walk closer to the ocean.

Ready to have the time of your life.

Thoughts anyone??

[lycanlovebites]

✧ bloodlust ✧

I'm starving, darling//Let me put my lips to something//Let me wrap my teeth around the world

[edit: thanks to all the love on this piece (which was just the WIP until now) I finally got the motivation to finish this after two months! Thank you to anyone who enjoys this for giving me the strength to finish this]

[danystargaryens]

GET TO KNOW ME: ♡ [9/15] Male Characters: ☆ Klaus Mikaelson (The Originals)

There is beauty in the courage of the fragile fighter. Those that persevere, despite all they’ve been through, those who still believe there is good in the world.

[the-geeky-fangirl]

yes i know heartstopper is "cringe" and yes I know you think it's not that deep but you've endured years of cringe oversexualized shows about high schoolers where the gays are delegated to sub plots I'm sure a few hours of queer people being safe and happy and loved won't kill you so please shut the fuck up

[tabsnaomi]

which could mean nothing

[weirdlookindog]

Karel Thole (1914–2000) - Wölfe in der Stadt, 1973

[wolfsteax]

nonbinary vampire wife and transmasc werewolf husband

[discount-supervillain]

[awakentrashpanda]

Y’all I just realized something

Bats cuddle up to each other while they’re sleeping by instinct

And wolves are pack animals, which means that instinctually they would want to have somebody nearby before they fall asleep

So basically, if you put a sleepy vampire next to a sleepy werewolf they’re gonna start cuddling by instinct 

[wolveswolves]

By Sarah Andersen