#wolfie-riding-hood

[illusioncanthurtme--art]

Red and Wolfie for junkpile on Instagram!! This was a fun commission to work on, and the commissioner was very cool, and gave me a lot of info to work from. These two are from the Tex Avery short "Red Hot Riding Hood" (amongst other Tex Avery media), which was SO HILARIOUS the first time I watched it, I laughed way more than I expected. I found where you can watch it in full on archive.org, if you wanna.

Apparently, two characters being in love and having a picnic under a tree is one of my favorite things to draw. My mind always goes there and I don't know why but it's cute!!

Inspo pic from the comics under the cut:

[queenofglassbeliever]

@giftober 2024 | Day 26 "One Gif"

[wolfie-d00dles]

🐺❤️🐾🧺

I’ve finally been watching Once Upon a Time after wanting to watch it as a kid back when it was airing, and I absolutely adore Red she’s so cute and their spin on the little red riding hood story is pretty cool. I kinda was inspired by her style as Ruby in the “real world” with the overall outfit and I decided I wasn’t afraid of giving her many patterns. I also got inspo for the boots googling fashionable fur boots and the ones I drew from the photo I found were perfect!

(Also, I’ve mostly avoided doing backgrounds in my drawings for the longest time but I thought I’d give it a shot, and I think I did a pretty good job. Not to mention I strayed from my comfort zone doing line-less drawing as well.)

[unchartedmusings]

Oh Wolfie 💋

Red hot riding hood 1943

[acmeoop]

Best of Tex Avery: King Of Cartoons Lobby Cards (1988)

[sunshine-1722]

The fact that the big bad wolf, the embodiment of DEATH itself, canonically has sex (and doesn’t work in a bank) is not what I was expecting from the episode and yet here we are

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

ari.. ur entire wip list has me loosing my mind i dont even know what to think rn or where to start. i am so deeply intrigued it hurts LIKE AGH but i ofc have to ask about ur little red riding hood!reader x wolf/hunter!suguru it sounds so wonderful!

MOSSSS hi hello tysm for asking!!! U PICKED A SUPER FUN ONE perfect timing bc im planning on writing it out today!!! or . Trying to…. anyway mickey also asked abt it here (hivemind moment) but i can give u some extra details + tiny snippets ive written out !! >:33

IM SO GLAD U ASKED ABT THIS ONE bc it makes me think of u sm !! there’s def going to be a lot of teeth imagery….. and it’s also my attempt at writing smth more Twisted and gritty w sugu which i dont do suuuper often? so im excited!!

so far my idea of the story is just…. little red riding hood but w a twist? or more like . little red riding hood meets the hunter before they meet the wolf, and is kinda . coaxed into staying at his cabin … for an indefinite period of time…. and he’s charming and doting and secure but something is just Off abt him. classic sugu <33

im gonna read through the brothers grimm version of the story a bunch and take some inspiration there, also so i can reference some events and lines and stuff!! im thinking of mayybe making it a bit meta in the sense that reader knows what fairy tale they’re in, knows how the story goes… maybe suguru too? it’s just a thought but im sooo excited to finish this one hhhh....

im still super unsure abt how im going to … like …. format the whole thing 😭😭 bUT i have these lil snippets written out !! might end up changing them as i write but im pretty happy w them hehe

“i have to go see grandma,” you try, gazing up at him with a pleading smile. hoping he’ll cave. but he curls an arm around your waist. steady, steady, steady. so much stronger than you. “it’s dangerous,” is all he says, a gentle warning. “you’ll be safer here. your grandmother can wait.” he gives you a sweet smile, to ease your nerves, but something rotten settles in your gut; bile at the base of your throat. sour. you try not to eye his axe, still hanging by the fireplace.

his voice is deep, smooth, with just the slightest hint of a rasp. in the morning, or at night, it’s gravelly; like an axe dragged through rugged grounds, or the bark of a tree yet to be cut. enough to make goosebumps spread along your neck, a pleasant tremble of your spine. it happens, sometimes, when you’re lying in bed together. he flips through the pages of a dusty fable, caresses your hair with a steady hand, and out it comes — a noise that curls around the base of his throat, rumbles through his chest. deep, raspy, gravelly. almost a growl. he clears his throat, and you pretend not to have noticed it. he rewards you with another page or two.

and ah, there it is. that quiver of his jaw. like he’s trying not to snap it, trying not to bare his teeth. they’re sharp. when he kissed you this morning, you felt them nip at your skin. you think he was trying to control himself.

[smithwulf]

[wonderkat11]

Project Makeover - Scarlett's Reveal and Special (2.5K Sub Special)

[hjbirthdaywishes]

August 20, 2024

Happy 42 Birthday to Meghan Ory.

[taeyongdoyoung]

wolf and bunny

summary: you ask your best friend to fuck you in your sleep but your bottled up feelings come out to the surface... pairing: chan x reader genre: smut, best friends to lovers warnings: cnc/somnophilia, discussion of boundaries, eating out, touching, groping, unprotected sex, spanking, stranger+wolf/bunny roleplay, little red riding hood references, face-slapping (once), size kink, cockwarming, multiple rounds, feelings (ew), pet names, discussion of future scenario 👀 (i know i said this is the end but...we'll see) author's note: hii everyone, this is the third and final part of my wolf and bunny series, thank you so much for going on this nasty journey with me 🤍 part one & part two word count: 2k

You and Chan are having a bit of a disagreement in connection with the circumstances surrounding your next game.

“But I want to know exactly which night you’ll do it.”

“If you know, you won’t be able to fall asleep,” Chan reasons with you. “Kinda like Santa Claus. Kids stay up all night waiting for him and then he never comes.”

“Please, even if the kids were asleep, he’d still never come ‘cause the parents are putting the presents under the tree!”

“It was just a metaphor.”

“A bad one. You’re gonna have to work harder to convince me.”

“Hey, wasn’t this your idea in the first place?” Chan reminds you teasingly. “You’re the one who wants me to fuck her in her sleep.”

“Ey, don’t pretend you won’t be into it,” you shake your head.

You are both so stubborn you don’t see this ending unless one of you retreats. Then, after a brief consideration, you speak again.

“Fine. You can keep the secret of the exact night you’ll do this. On one condition.”

“Sure, bunny, let’s hear it,” Chan listens eagerly.

“If I wake up, you won’t stop. I’ll just pretend I’m still sleepy and we keep going.”

“Is that even possible? I mean, for you to not wake up?”

“It is if you drug me or something,” you shrug.

“Ugh, don’t give me such evil ideas. You never know when I might take advantage of you.”

“Oh, I’m counting on it, wolfie.”

“But are you sure the sleep thing is a great idea? I mean, you wouldn't be able to say a safeword...” Chan can't help but worry, always putting your needs first and planning every scenario in great detail to make sure you're alright. Damnit, could he get any more perfect? He's so sweet and considerate you wish you could just tell him how you feel. But what if that scares him away? What if you lose not only your wicked game buddy but your best friend in the entire world? You wouldn't be able to live with yourself.

“Yes, I'm positive, Chris,” you place your hand on top of his. “I trust you 100% and know that you'll look after me. The question is, do you trust my judgement?”

“I mean, I do trust you. It's just that last time you didn't communicate your discomfort clearly and I wouldn't want to risk messing up to the point of accidentally hurting you,” Chan verbalizes his anxieties.

“I get what you're saying but it's not like I'm open to doing this with a stranger. It's you we're talking about. You've always been great at taking care of people so I know you wouldn't go too far. But at the same time, I wouldn't mind if you went loose. If anyone can take it and accept you fully, it would be me.”

“Yeah, I know. You're right. But just in case, I want you to know beforehand that I care about you and respect you like a lot. So, even if I get carried away, I still want you to feel safe.”

“Aww, Chris, ya old softie! I always feel safe with you, it goes without saying!” you insist.

“Well, I like hearing you say it.”

You gulp nervously. His voice is so commanding and yet so reassuring that your words have never rung truer. He's more to you than a safety net and you hope he knows it. He's incredibly thoughtful and infinitely kinder than the first impression. He's a riddle in the way he keeps surprising you and yet you wanna keep learning more about him. He's hundreds of the loveliest words in the dictionary multiplied. He's more comforting than your favourite blanket. He's warmth personified and you would be an idiot to let him go.

“I'll try to say it more often, then,” you promise. “When I'm with you, I know no harm will come my way. But here's the thing...you're the only one I'd willingly let hurt me.”

“I don't want to hurt you, though.”

“You don't?” you pout, suddenly feeling guilty. Then, what have you been doing? Was he forcing himself to act out these fantasies for your sake alone? You genuinely thought he was enjoying them as much as you were.

“Sorry, that came out wrong,” Chan is quick to explain. “I like our games. I meant that I don't want to hurt you emotionally. Ever.”

“Ah, yeah, that makes sense,” you chuckle, feeling a little stupid. “Well, you don't need to worry about that. Glad we had this talk.”

“Me too,” Chan gazes at you fondly.

“So, which night are you fucking me while I'm asleep?” you attempt to find out while he has this dazed look in his eye.

“Next- Hey, nice try! I'm not telling you, you impatient devil.”

“Aw, man, I was so close,” you bemoan the uncertainty of your future.

“You wish.”

The long-awaited night finally arrives. Chan has a key to your place so entering it is too easy. He makes sure he picks a night when you’ve complained about being exhausted and sleepy all day long. And he is certain that you’re passed out in your room, not suspecting a thing. Well, a part of you is always anticipating what could happen, but still.

He’s beyond glad to find you sound asleep. You’re wearing nothing but a t-shirt and some flimsy panties. Chan admires your sleeping form for a couple of brief moments before he gets down to business.

He wonders where to start. Should he tear them up? Or maybe push them to the side? Should he grope your boobs through your shirt? Or perhaps slide his hands beneath it, stroking your nipples directly? So many opportunities. He wants to do everything, he decides.

Chan starts by moving your panties to the side and licking your tiny pussy. He touches you with his fingers, gently prodding your entrance but not exactly sticking them inside yet. Then, he sneaks his hand underneath your shirt, teasing your nipples. Fuck, you’re so soft.

He marvels at the knowledge that you’d trust him with something like that. Though the previous scenarios were hot and intense as fuck, this one hits different for him. Maybe because last time you were awake, you were still in control because you could say the safeword whenever. Maybe because you want him at your most vulnerable even in your sleep. Or maybe because he’s slowly falling for you, but he doesn’t know how to say it.

It’s okay. Chan’ll show you, instead. He pinches your nipples lightly and continues to make out with your pussy. You are so wet already it’s adorable. He wonders if you’re dreaming of him, as you shift slightly in your sleep. He wants to drag this out. But how?

He uses his nails to trace circles on your skin, which causes goosebumps to appear. Are you cold? He wants to keep you warm and full at all times. Chan can’t take it any longer and takes his cock out, sliding in so perfectly. As if you were made for him. Made to take his cock and let him do crazy things to you. His sweet little bunny…

You moan desperately and the spell is broken. You’re awake. He wanders if you’ll speak or he’ll have to make you. Both options sound quite appealing. But he wants to hear your voice more than anything.

“Shhh, go back to sleep, sweetheart,” Chan whispers gently.

“W-who are you?” you cry out.

Aw, you’re gonna pretend not to know him? That hurts. But it can be fun, he thinks.

“Just the big bad wolf,” he chuckles at the irony of it.

“Please, don't do this,” you fake not wanting it, even though you've never wanted anything so badly in your life.

“Oh, bunny, but I already am,” Chan replies, spanking your ass a couple of times in the meantime.

“G-gonna split me in h-half,” you mumble, voice muffled against your pillow.

“Yeah? G'na ruin my sweet girl?” he speaks to you so softly you want to melt right there and then.

“Feel so full 'n so s'eepy,” you slur helplessly.

“Aw, tiny, go back to sleep, then,” Chan pats your head soothingly.

“Can't. What a deep voice you have!” you play along too well.

“All the better to degrade you with, my slutty bun,” Chan laughs, while still continuing to fuck you.

“What big hands you have!” you keep saying.

“All the better to grab your tits with,” Chan chuckles and makes good on his promise by playing with your boobs.

“And slap me with!” you remind him playfully.

“As you wish, princess,” Chan growls and slaps you across the face harshly but not harsh enough to actually leave a mark.

“What big eyes you have,” you sigh wistfully.

“All the better to stare at you fall apart,” Chan responds cleverly.

“And what big cock you have!” you scream, barely resisting the urge to laugh. Are you a silly little bunny or Little Red Riding Hood? At this point, you don't care, but it feels too good regardless.

“All the better to fuck you with,” he grunts loudly, spilling inside of you.

You follow rightaway and urge him to stay like this for a while. Maybe round two is in order?

“You know what else is big?” Chan teases you.

“Oh, shut up, Bigfoot!” you reply and are no longer able to hold it in, breaking into laughter. Chan also finds the interaction hilarious and buries his head in the nook of your shoulder. You stroke his hair without realizing. Shit, he's so adorable you almost say the three words. Is it too risky? Too soon? You need a distraction. You need... “Fuck me again.”

“Already? Aren't you tired?” Chan wants to make sure.

“Fuck me till I fall asleep again,” you ask him.

“Um, okay, sure,” Chan looks a bit confused but does as you ask.

This time there is less talking and more fucking but no matter how many rounds you go, sleep doesn't come again. You both orgasm more times than you could count, but somehow, it isn't nearly enough to distract you from the inevitable. You love him. Your heart knows it, your pussy knows it, even your brain knows it but is stubborny telling you not to confess for fear of somehow ruining things.

Once Chan decides he's completely spent for the night, he pulls out of you and rips off the bandaid.

“Are you alright? Something suddenly shifted but I can't quite place it,” he tucks a piece of hair behind your ear and nudges you softly with his shoulder.

“Do you want the truth that might mess up everything or do you want me to lie to you and say I'm fine?” you ask, even though you're already on the verge to tell the truth.

“With you? Always the truth, please,” Chan clearly states his preference.

You sigh deeply and tilt to the side so you're facing him properly.

“I think...no, I know I love you.”

“I love you, too, babybun,” Chan responds fondly and kisses you on the nose.

“In a non-friendly way. And I don't mean just sexually, either. I mean, the friendly way and the sexual way haven't diminished, of course. But I also love you in a...I want to be yours, your girlfriend, your lover, your romantic partner, your everything.”

Chan is taken aback by your words. You...feel the same?

“You already are,” he confesses genuinely.

“Huh?” you blink in shock.

“I mean...you are already my everything. But, if you'd like me to officially ask you, then...will you be my girlfriend, angel?”

“You...you'll have me?” you are still in disbelief.

“I thought I already had ya,” Chan pinches your cheeks lightly.

“Damn right you do, Mr. Wolf,” you giggle and pull him into a kiss.

He smells like autumn, his embrace exudes warmth and his lips taste like home.

“You have no idea how badly I've wanted to tell you about my feelings,” Chan confesses. “When I found that story of yours in your drafts, I just couldn't resist the opportunity. I hoped that if I turned your fantasies into reality that you'd eventually fall for me.”

“Oh, Channie...I've been falling for you for longer than you realize,” you admit shyly. “How could I not? You're everything I've ever wanted.”

So, this is what it feels like to have the world in your hands. Huh. You could get used to it.

Bonus:

“No, I'm not kidnapping you!” Chan is adamant as you two sit in a nice restaurant.

“But Chriiiis,” you whine. “You said you'd do anything for my birthday.”

“Anything but that!” Chan shakes his head in amusement.

“Why not? It can be fun!”

“Fun? What if something goes wrong, what if someone sees us and thinks I'm actually kidnapping you, what if...hear me out, here, I go to prison for it?”

“Well, duh, then I'd bail you out!”

“As if you could afford it,” Chan rolls his eyes.

“Hey! But seriously, I'll just tell the cops that I asked you to kidnap me.”

“What if they don't believe you and think you have a Stockholm syndrome?”

“I'll...think of something. Come on, we're going too far with the what-ifs.”

“You gotta be prepared for any situation. You'd know that if you carried the heavy burden of being a dom,” Chan tsks at you.

“I'd know that if you let me,” you give him a wink.

“That will only happen the day I agree to fake-kidnap you.”

“So, tomorrow? It's a date!” you grin excitedly.

“Keep dreaming, darling.”

“Oh, I will.”

The End

[gay-chef-boyardee]

The first of my Ever After High Fan-Redesigns! Cerise Hood.

I /love/ Cerise. I think her name is the cutest (I’m glad they didn’t go with the obvious pick of Scarlett), her color scheme is amazing, and she definitely should have been a more major character. I chose to do her first because I already loved her design, and figured it would be a good test-run of this /maybe/ series(?)

For Cerise I gave her a more petite build to go along with her story of being the /little/ red riding hood. I imagine her to be around 5’1” and significantly shorter than the other characters around her, especially her sister.

Instead of a cape I fitted her with a big comfortable hoodie for a bit more modern take on the hood, though I’m not quite sure how I feel about it. I think if I were to try again I’d make the red a bit more emphasized, since for me, it’d be important that a kid walking through the doll isle would be able to identify what story each doll came from without having to check the name.

I do quite like the flowers though. In the original Little Red Riding Hood, she strays off the pass to pick a nosegay (objectively funny old word for bouquet) for her grandma to accompany the wine and cake, and that’s when the wolf sneaks away and eats the grandma. On her hoodie are Asters, which represent daintiness, as you would expect from Little Red Riding Hood. But on her dress underneath are Mock Orange flowers, which represent deceit.

I went with a sort of ‘wolf in sheep’s clothing’ theme for Cerise. Though she looks very cute and dainty, all EAH fans know that she’s anything but. And when you take her hood off, you’re left with a very 2014, almost scene outfit (though I wouldn’t go that far, since she’s still quite preppy). Without her hood, her ears, which are disguised as her bangs, flip up and expose her true /wolfy/ nature.

Anyways, I’m really happy with the final design and I think I would definitely pick up a doll of her. I’m doing a little poll on who I should draw next, so please vote if you’d like to see another :>

[moonstruckme]

CONGRATS! could i do apple pie, with the prompt “daisies growing from between pavement slabs” with steve? :)

Of course you can lovely <3

Steve Harrington x fem!reader ♡ 471 words

You trace the outline of some child’s chalk drawing with your finger, making the tip turn a light blue. You and Steve always end up here, sitting on the curb outside of one of your homes. Neither of you want to go home, but you also don’t want to go inside and have to face parents or roommates or whoever else might be there. 

“I don’t know,” Steve is saying. “Wasn’t the wolf kind of shitty, though? I don’t remember them being in love.” 

“That’s a good point,” you concede. You’d suggested that you two be red riding hood and the big bad wolf for Halloween, but truthfully you only wanted to wear a red cloak. “What about beauty and the beast?” 

“Okay.” Your boyfriend lets his head loll sideways, giving you a look. “Now it seems like you just want me to have to put on a bunch of fake wolfy hair.” 

You shrug, grinning down at the pavement. “It wouldn’t all be fake. You’ve got a solid start with your chest already.” 

“Hey.” Steve works an arm around your neck, pulling you closer. “That is just for you, okay? I don’t need you showing me off all around town; I’m more than just your arm candy.” 

“That’s another idea,” you say, laughing when he mushes his nose against the side of your face. “I could dress up as a businessman, and you could be my trophy wife.” 

Steve’s amused exhale skitters down your neck. You shiver. 

“What about,” he says after a minute, “the princess and that rebel guy? From the Breakfast Club.” 

You frown. “Were they really in love either?” 

“I think by the end they were supposed to be.” 

“I don’t know, it seemed weird to me.” 

Steve clicks his tongue. He’s pulling up daisies from the cracks in the pavement absentmindedly, but suddenly his eyes seem to focus in on them. 

“What about John Lennon and Yoko Ono? You could wear flowers in your hair.” 

“Did Yoko Ono wear flowers in her hair?” you question. Steve shrugs like he’s not sure and he doesn’t care, lifting a daisy to push it in above your ear. “Also, I’m not sure wearing white to Halloween parties is a good idea. It’s like begging to get something spilled on you.” 

“But you look so pretty with flowers in your hair,” he coaxes, and his voice is teasing but his brown eyes are warm and sincere. “I think we should do it.” 

You hum, leaning closer to kiss him. His hand slips down your hair to cup the side of your neck. “You just want to be done deciding,” you say. 

“Yeah, well, sue me. But you do look pretty like this. You’ll look pretty in anything.” 

“Keep sweet-talking me like that, Harrington, and you might just get your way.” 

[three-red-horns]

Little Red with red hair? #redheads in art

[gabessquishytum]

Hob would like it known right off the top that he is neither big nor bad --- he is very nicely cuddly in either of his forms, thank you very much, with some muscle and some [very, very sexy - if he does say so himself] padding; and he would say he's more saucy, with a healthy distain for authority, than bad!

He's lived in, and protected, this forest for longer than there's been a "king" and he'll be here well after the king is gone. This is all to say he's certainly a wolf (a lupine shifter) but not a big bad one -- he likes grannies (he helped the nice older "witch" of the forest with her groceries just the other day!).

So when he finds a crying young boy in the forest wearing a red hooded cloak his first instinct is to help. Orpheus is scared, bad men came and took his daddy; and he ran as fast as he could, like his daddy told him too,,,,,, but now he's lost and alone and the bad men still have daddy.

Mr. Wolfy, Mr. 'Ob, is so warm and cuddly. He said he would help Orpheus get get his daddy back.

I'm so soft about this. Imagine fluffy, gentle Hob (in human form) scooping little Orpheus up in his arms, balancing the sobbing child on his hip and rocking him gently. Orpheus explains the whole situation in whimpers and sobs and buries his little face in Hob’s nice soft beard. Hob puts him down carefully, promises that the two of them will find Orpheus's daddy, and promptly shifts into the biggest, fluffiest wolf you can imagine.

Orpheus is thrilled to ride on Hob’s back, hanging onto the shaggy coat as they travel through the forest. Hob has a pretty good idea of where Dream may have been taken, and when they reach the place where the forest ends and a huge fortress appears, he shifts back into human form. He gives Orpheus a big hug and tells him to stay put - he'll be back with daddy as soon as he can. He leaves Orpheus with milk and a nice big slice of pie, and disappears off in the direction of the fortress.

Orpheus waits very bravely and patiently and is just dropping off to sleep when... Hob springs out of nowhere!! He grabs Orpheus's little red hood in his jaws and uses it to pull him along until he is finally grabbed properly by a pair of hands - it's his daddy, riding on Hob’s back!!!

Even burdened by riders, Hob outruns Dream’s captors easily and takes him and Orpheus deep into the safety of the forest. Hob has an arrow in his butt, but he doesn't seem particularly hurt. There's logic as well as sexiness behind all that padding.

Orpheus and Dream end up staying with Hob for a while, for safety and so Dream can recover from the beating he got from the soldiers. Hob has a nice safe den and Orpheus gets to play in the pretty glade outside while Hob, ummm, nurses his dad's wounds? Hob definitely seems to be kissing him better a lot.

Orpheus feels so happy and safe with his daddy and Mr Hob. He hopes they can stay forever. And Dream seems pretty happy too - if the way he cuddles up against Hob’s soft fluffy tummy is anything to judge by!!

[hjbirthdaywishes]

August 20, 2023

Happy 41 Birthday to Meghan Ory.