Werewolf - Blog Posts

Made a poll a few days ago where I asked y'all what MHA character I should write more of and Bakugo got the most votes so keep in mind that I'm currently working on a werewolf Katsuki x reader thingy 🙊 I hope I can post it soon

Also i think I should start working on chapter 2 of my smoker!izuku fanfic. Check out pt 1 if you haven't

SPIN OFFS?

Ok I already know that teen wolf is already getting a spin off (even though I don't think it will fair better than the original) but (and I might be imagining this) Ian bohen put a tweet up saying there should be a hale spin off and like omg would I be so down for that! Like imagine all the different aspects and just times they could explore. Think about it

Smol derek, smol cora,Peter and Chris relationship, talia ...TALIA, Laura and all her greatness and any other family members them as a pack interacting with each other like my god I want it

Werewolf Vampire Hunter :]

Nico Ironside is a werewolf who is made to hunt vampires by his, frat house like, pack who are incredibly racist towards vampires. This is odd because both werewolves and vampires hunt humans for food. They are no better. Nico isn't very good at it though.

He got turned while one of the wolves in the pack was trying to eat him and actually turned him, leaving a huge bite mark on his shoulder and a scratch on his eye, leaving him half blind.

He wears silver cuffs to build up a resistance to it, like you would an allergy.

a deer is a herbivore.

a lion is a carnivore.

and a werewolf is a chocolativore

some oc stuff <3

Ok, i had the thought (since i love werewolves and vampire stuff, liches, all that-- I blame Skyrim and its unhealthy amount of beautiful mods-- and Dungeon Meshi just seems so perfect about it with its races and stuff) what if Marcille's a dhampir, basically a human vampire crossbreed, who seeks to become fully vampiric in order to be able to sire in lieu of the dungeon lord/universal longevity plot. (Spoilers: she still doesn't get it in the end lmao) Falin is a longtime friend of hers through a backstory I still haven't made up yet, and Marcille's introduced as a new addition to the main cast, who are a party of hikers (or for some sort of venturing activity). Month in, Falin's gone and had herself eaten by some weird dog described in only folklore, which Laios would later excitedly incite as a "lycanthrope". (They tried to call emergencies for a missing person, but they came up with nothing. Everyone thinks Laios is going insane when he concludes that the sight they saw after Falin became officially missing, blood trails and offly wolfish tracks fading off to somewhere, was the work of a wolfman, or a werewolf, and suggested going to search for Falin themselves. Namari and Toshiro leave promptly) Chillchuck and Marcille stay with him, one determined with his navigational skills and the other fully believing in this supernatural theory. They decide it's best they start camping in the forest, deeper and closer to the wilderness, prompting them the idea: hunt for their share. Which may or may not be illegal :shrug They meet Senshi, one hell of a wildchef man. (Marcille's total disgust with the idea of eating out in the wild stems from the fact she doesn't want to survive off of squirrels again. But this food is pretty good, and she's eating other animals than small rodents this time. Chillchuck just doesn't want to hear about the weird ass facts about how skinwalkers might be related to humans and their horrific hunting tendencies while eating.) The deeper they go, the more strange and bizarre this forest becomes. First normal, unassuming, then the ravens start speaking and the rabbits have horns. And if you peer into it close enough, your eyes might just find company in where the campfire doesn't reach. So on and so on, they find Falin's bones in the corpse of the creature, and suddenly there's a little guy with white hair and crazed, purple eyes(thistle), who beats them all off with a stick(not actually lmao). Last they see is Falin's remains being reanimated with the dripping blood of the stranger. (Marcille had tried in desperate attempt to revive Falin with her own blood/bite, but to no avail, revealing herself in the process. The only thing she can note is the awful taste of something doglike, aka the lycanthrope disease circulating in Falin's bones-- since they were chomped before she died RIP.) Now they're against a highly aggressive abomination under the servitude of someone out to get them. And the opps are on them(canaries) Now I'm just thinking abt whether or not to make Marcille also a werepyre? Considering it would make sense for her to also get her human-half infected into something "full-fledged" in the way she hadn't intended, and still come up without the ability to sire(she wants to make a cauldron for company, a cauldron being like a vampire made family, due to the same motives of keeping her loved ones). Thank you for reading my ramblings, I am brimming with ideas for this AU.

Posting oldies again, just found them in some dusty ol shelf of mine lol

There will be more in a moment

Hey, it’s Werewolf Wednesday!

Quick late night drawing

Xenomorphs and Other Species

I did this for fun. And maybe to draw later.

Cybertronian (Starscream) New Abilities: Transformation (Alien Spacecraft), Flight, Energon Acid

Sayin New Abilities: Flight, Immunity to most attacks, Energy Manipulation

Voltermite New Abilities: Flight, Immunity to all (except Fire) physical attacks

Kryptonian New Abilities: Flight, Frost Breath, Regeneration, Heat Breath

Rancor New Abilities: Increased Strength

Wampa New Abilities: Increased Strength, Cold Resistance

Acklay New Abilities: Increased Agility, Increased Size

Gen’Dai (Star Wars) New Abilities: Infinite Regeneration 

Toad (Amphibia) New Abilities: Toad/Frog Tongue, Increased Jumping, Increased Strength

Dementor New Abilities: Flight, Soul Absorbing 

Werewolf New Abilities: Increased Strength, Speed, Agility, Sense of Smell, Sight

Nemesis (Resident Evil) New Abilities: Increased Strength, Speed; Regeneration, Plague Manipulation, Infection

Necromorph (Dead Space) New Abilities: Infection, Increased Sight

Please go check out the original author they are amazing

The Alpha’s Mate

Genre: Fluff, smut, supernatural

Warnings: smut, violence, death, werewolf mating, knotting

gif is not mine, it’s just fucking cool

The club was bumping the latest dancing big hit.  Bodies were packing the floor.  Sweat and pheromones were thick in the air, and Aiden scrunched his nose.  His sense of smell was heightened, being a werewolf and all.  The women were desperate, and the men were horny, and the stench was almost overpowering.

Being in heat, Aiden knew he should have waited, and just stayed in his house.  There was real danger to people, particularly females around him, when they released pheromones to, while sexually interested in the males around them.  As much as he wanted to pin every single girl in this club to the wall, and pump them full of his semen, he didn’t want to.

Then a new scent cut through the malodorous air.  The new scent was sweet, flowery, like new, fresh rosebuds.  The effect was instantaneous.  His heart beat faster, pounding in his chest really.  His breathing came in slightly faster, making him dizzy.

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The Alpha’s Mate 2

Genre: Fluff, smut, supernatural

Warnings: smut, werewolf mating, knotting, breeding, impregnation

 The sunlight flitted through the curtains in Aiden’s room.  You were starting to come to, after an exhausting night with that alpha male.  Your consciousness was just coming back to you, even if your eyes were still closed. You didn’t want to wake up yet.

Aiden’s lips touched your exposed shoulder, and you groaned.  You didn’t want to wake up, but apparently Aiden had a different opinion.  His lips moved down your arm, and then back up your neck.  You felt his fangs nibble on your neck, right where he’d marked you two days before.  

“You smell so fucking delicious,” he growled, as his arms around your waist. “I just want to bury myself deep inside of you.”

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Your werewolf s/o knowing you don’t eat meat so when they try to court you instead of dropping dead deers or boars at your feet, they bring you a bunch of veggies. Like entire potato plants or a bunch of cauliflowers seemingly fresh from a field. A wolf mouth full of turnips. They notice that it kind of works out, at least you eat some of it. Which encourages them to get a little more creative. The next thing you get is an entire branch from an apple tree. A few berry bushes left on your front porch. You’ve given up asking them whose farms they’ve been raiding cause all you get in response is a proud “I’ve hunted! For you!”

DND werewolf OC js because 🫠

SO CUTE OMG

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

Mix this with werewolf found family and OH LORD

"Magic cares about what something means, not what it literally is. So when we adopted you into this family, when you truly accepted us as your parents, you became part of it in the eyes of magic. Which is why you've begun to manifest some aspects of our bloodline."

I've seen fics where character A tries to tell character B they're a werewolf, and B ends up thinking A is a furry.

But what about B thinking A is on their period? If A is afab, that works. But if A is amab, you could really get into some major hijinks with B ending up thinking A is trans.

It's that whole "that time of the month" thing. Peak cinema to me.

Man all these cool werewolf ideas make me wanna write

Hey, so if a person gets bit by a werewolf they become a werewolf. If a werewolf bites an animal, then one of two things can happen:

Every full moon, the animal turns into a wolf, or nothing happens, depending on if you want to have your sheep learning self-defense every full moon.

A comic based on this poem

FR!! But nooooo every media with both are like "ENEMIES!" it makes me so sad.. they need to be besties.

Vampires are the enemy of the sun

Werewolves are sluts for the moon

Since the sun and moon are diometrically opposite you'd think that make werewolves and vampires besties

and you'd be right

werewolf-ism is a blood transmitted desies like aids and HIV .... idk why this is important.

AAAHHHH\(^ヮ^)/\(^ヮ^)/

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You yawned, smiling sleepily as you felt the familiar warmth of your Werewolf!Husband’s tongue lapping at your cunt.

“Happy Mother’s Day, princess…” he murmured against your clit, looking up at you with those pretty brown eyes of his. “Wanted to start your day off right…”

A contented sigh left your lips, your cheeks warm and your stomach tingly as his tongue slipped into you. “Mmph, that’s it… ah, thank you baby…”

You had recently become the mother of a litter of pups, three in total. Currently, they were asleep in the nursery across the hall. They were all now 7 months old, starting to walk and talk. You knew werewolf pups were a bit more advanced than human babies, but you hadn’t been expecting them to be running around so early!

“I’ll be taking care of the pups today, so don’t worry at all.”

Your husband brought you over the edge several times, his red cock bobbing between his legs. Despite his obvious arousal, he left it alone, tending to your needs.

“Such a good pup…” you cooed, gently playing with his fluffy hair. “My pretty boy, wanna knot me?”

From the way his cock bobbed violently, you knew his answer.

Your husband had you pinned in a second, growling lowly into your ear. “Pretty mate, already want another litter of pups? Gonna make you a mommy all over again…”

So you spent Mother’s Day a bit sore and full of cum, but competent satisfied.

Silvery Moon

Attn: Any questions about this post refer here.

Word Count: 1,707

Pairing: Werewolf! Clark Kent x Reader

Summary: You and Clark have been best friends forever one night he reveals a secret to you.

Warnings: scenting, 18+, oral (female receiving), rough/primal sex (p in v), belly bulge, marking, mentions of breeding, creampie, knotting, squirting

You and Clark Kent had been neighbors and best friends for as long as your could remember. You were adults now and you lived in your parent’s old house, them having gave it to you and retired to a tropical climate. He lived in the farm house, now owner and operator of Kent Farms, the most successful farming company in Smallville.

You were his logistics person, handling all the shipping and freight details. You two were so close people often wondered why the two of you weren’t married yet with a yard full of kids. Honestly you often wondered the same. You’d loved Clark for so many years now, and sometimes it felt like he loved you too, but he kept you at arm’s length for some reason. It made you ache, but you knew just as well as anyone else you can’t make someone love you.

You two pretty much knew everything about one another aside from one thing. You had no idea where Clark went for about a week every month. He made sure someone knew how to run things in his absence but never gave a single hint of where he’d be.

The week was upon you and like always poof, he was gone. You’d gotten used to it over the years but you couldn’t help but wonder why all the mystery surrounding his monthly sabbaticals.

That night you sat out in your porch, looking a the huge silvery moon and could hear a wolf howling in the distance. It was late and you figured now was as good a time as any for bed so you headed in and fell into a deep sleep. You’d been out a few hours when you heard frantic knocking at your door. It startled and disoriented you so badly you hadn’t even thought to cover yourself before you threw open the door, so there you stood in your thin tank top and panties in front of a very disheveled Clark.

“Clark what- what’s wrong?,” you said, taking him in. He was shirtless, pants legs all torn, his hair and beard had a few twigs of debris in them, and a thin sheen of sweat covered his entire body. When you looked into his eyes his baby blues seemed to be alight, although perhaps that was just a trick of the bright moonlight shining over him. “Clark,” you whispered.

He seemed to snap out of his trance and advanced on you, backing you into the wall in your entryway, caging you between his arms. He buried his face in your neck and inhaled deeply. A deep growl rumbled from his chest. “You smell so good Butterfly. Always smell so good,” he rasped as the hair of his beard tickled your skin. You gasped when he pressed his hips into yours and you felt his hard cock against you. “Clark, what’s going on?,” you asked taking his face in your hands. You looked into his eyes and they were definitely glowing.

You looked at him confusedly. “I need to leave,” he said through gritted teeth. “Why?,” you asked. “Because of what I am and what you are to me,” he strained. “What do you mean?,” you asked, desperate to understand. “I’m a werewolf, Butterfly. It’s why I go away during the full moon. It’s why I stay away for a week, while I’m in rut,” he panted as he rocked his hips into yours gently. You were still just as confused as ever when he leaned in an inhaled your scent again, groaning deeply. His fingers flexed so hard against the wall he was digging into it.

“I- it’s okay, Clark,” you assured him. You didn’t care what he was, you still loved him. “You don’t understand. You’re my mate. I’ve kept myself away because I don’t want to hurt you,” he said. “Clark, you’d never hurt me,” you told him. “Normally I wouldn’t but when I’m like this… Once I start I won’t be able to be gentle, Butterfly. I won’t be able to make love to you like I’d like to. All there’ll be is need. Need to bury myself deep into you, need to mark you, need to breed you. Usually I chain myself up, use toys, and wish like hell they were you, but tonight I broke loose. I ran away but I could still smell you, and now here I am, exactly where I shouldn’t be,” he told you.

“Or maybe it’s right where you should be,” you breathed, everything suddenly making so much sense to you now. All the years of longing for him, needing him. No way you were going to let him go now. “You’d have me like this?,” he asked as he cupped your jaw, his touch setting your skin on fire. “I’d have you any way you are Clark. I love you. I’ve always loved you,” you said as you clung to him.

“I’ve always loved you too,” he said before crashing his lips into yours with a bruising kiss. He lifted you from the floor, you wrapping your legs around him, as he carried you to the bedroom. He ripped your clothes off before ridding himself of his pants. When you saw his cock your heart rate accelerated. “I’m not sure it’ll fit,” you told him, as you ran your hands over it. You noticed the distinct bump all the way around the base of it. “What’s this?,” you asked. “My knot. You’ll take it, and all the rest of me, Butterfly. It was meant for you, and your soaked little pussy was meant for me. I can smell how wet you are already,” he groaned as he got on top of you.

He kissed your lips, then your neck. He took some time sucking and nipping at your breasts before all but shoving his tongue into your cunt. “Clark,” you moaned. “Mmmm,” he groaned, sending the vibration through you. He lapped up to your clit before returning to your entrance. “Best thing I’ve ever tasted,” he murmured before diving back in. He began stroking your clit with his thumb while somehow shoving his tongue deeper into you. “Uhhh Clark. I’m gonna come,“ you keened. “Come on my mouth,” he encouraged before continuing. Just then your cunt clamped down on his tongue, him humming in approval.

He licked all the way back up your body before lining up with your tight hole. He eased in, gritting his teeth. When he got nearly halfway in he leaned back, grabbed your hips and slammed the rest of the way into you, making you cry out. There was such a carnal lust in his eyes that you should’ve been frightened, but you weren’t. Sure it hurt a bit, but this was years in the making, you loved him, and wanted to take whatever he had to give.

He pulled nearly all the way out before slamming back in, taking your breath away. He looked at the way your belly bulged, full with his length and began rutting into you furiously. “Ohh. You take me so well Butterfly. Such a good little mate. This cunt was made for me. Looks and feels so perfect wrapped around me,” he mumbled. All you could do was whine and cry beneath him as you held onto his wrists. You turned your head and bit down on your knuckle, trying to contain yourself when he grabbed your hand and pinned it down to the bed.

“I want to hear every little sound,” he demanded. You whimpered, knowing the beast had taken over. He wouldn’t ease up. He began thumbing at your clit and it helped somewhat. It took awhile but pain finally ebbed into pleasure. “That’s it. Take it like the good little mate that you are Butterfly. I knew you’d always be so good for me,” he praised. He leaned down and kissed you hungrily right before you came, your thighs shaking around him. “Shit,” you whimpered. “I’m so close baby. Gonna give you my knot and mark you when I come,” he said airily.

“Mark?,” you managed. He turned your head and ran his fingertips over the side of your throat. “Right here. Gonna bite into you right here. Let everybody know you’re mine,” he growled. The thought both scared and enthralled you. He pushed into you so deep, rutting in. With a few more thrusts you came again, squirting lightly around his massive cock. He pulled out quickly, putting his face between your legs again to taste your nectar. “Clark,” you screamed as his ministrations made you come again.

“Fuck yes,” he growled before slamming back into you. “Come here,” he said as he snatched you up and sat back on his knees. He slammed you down onto to him as he thrusted into you. You could feel his knot trying to push up into you. “Clark I-,” you stammered. “Shhh, baby. Shhh,” he said between kisses as he continued. His knot finally worked its way in, the overwhelming feeling making you quake.

“Gonna come,” he roared before biting down on you. You cried out, unimaginable pain and pleasure washing over you as his cock began to pulse. You could feel the thick, hot ropes of his come filling you fuller than you’d ever been. “So much,” you groaned in your fucked out stated. He lapped at the bite marks on your neck while playing with your clit. You shivered as you came one last time. He positioned you around so he could curl up behind you until his knot went down.

He held you so close, kissing the side of your face, neck and shoulder as you shook in his arms. “You did so good Butterfly. Thank you. Thank you for letting me have you, for loving me. I love you so much,” he said softly against your skin. “I love you so much too Clark,” you smiled happily. “Rest now, baby. After my knot goes down I’ll get you some nourishment and it won’t be long until I need you again,” he told you. “I’ll be ready,” you whispered before drifting off to sleep.

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Part Two of This

Willing sacrifice~

if a werewolf got bit by a vampire but the werewolf was human at the time they were bit like it was day or whatever would they be like a bloodhound werewolf?

As much as I LOVE TRC, this series might be my favorite. And normally I hate spinoffs, but Sinner was probably my favorite of the set. Cole St. Clair is one of my favorite characters ever. He reminds me so much of the person I love. 

Anyway, if you love werewolves but hate cliches and want to escape the twilight apocalypse of ruined monster fiction...this is for you.

The Shiver series Maggie Stiefvater 9/10

This series is about werewolves, which sounds pretty lame, but these werewolves change from human to wolf depending on the temperature, in winter they’re wolves and in summer they’re human. This series was actually recommended to me by my girlfriend and I really really enjoyed it. There are some really cool plot lines and all of the genetics that you find out about to do with the wolves are really cool. I definitely recommend this series to anyone into fantasy.

I gave the series a 9/10 because it is one of the best fantasy series’ I’ve read. It was interesting and had new catches in probably every chapter.

Favourite quote: “You’re like a song I heard when I was a little kid, but forgot I knew until I heard it again.”

a feast

i am hungry, i have been hungry