#tw werewolf

[madamefluffnstuff]

Quelling the Beast

Fandom: Elder Scrolls Online

Pairing: Fennorian x Fem!Werewolf!Vestige, could be pre-romance or established relationship.

Rating: T

Warning(s): Werewolves, vampires, supernatural transformation, lots of blood, attempted assassination, angst, hurt/comfort themes, etc.

Words: 990

AN: Yes I *know* I have a request I need to finish, but after I saw our sweet Fennorian was coming back in the ESO reveal I had to go back and finish this one to celebrate.

This is actually one of the darker ones I've written, so just be cautious if blood isn't your thing. (Also Gwendis is a menace but I love her dearly. Bless.)

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The Gray Host ambush was just that- an ambush. Masterfully planned and executed, Verandis' protégé and the Vestige were caught completely off guard. House Ravenwatch fought valiantly, and with the Vestige at their side it seemed to be going well. Until Fennorian tried to help Gwendis as a tag team and they both were sent flying back.

The Vestige snapped and let the bloodlust take over. Hircine's gift ripped through her as the beast inside roared in her ears. Only one thing on her mind: Save them.

When things calmed down somewhat, and no more Gray Host to be seen, the Vestige stood in the middle of the room in all her werewolf glory. Covered in blood, cuts, gashes, and flecks of robes, most people would be terrified and run the opposite direction. Not Fennorian.

"Listen to me- listen to me- It's all right, you're fine," he tried to soothe her. He knew he was taking a huge risk approaching her in her werewolf form when she was still coming down from the blood rush. If she spooked or snapped... He didn't want to think about it.

Her chest heaved as she panted, hard. Glowing yellow eyes with dangerously thin pupils bored into him. Deep, low warning growls rumbled in her ribcage. Every muscle in her body was visibly tensed, ready to either fight or flee.

When she didn't attack, Fenn took a tentative step forward, palms up. And another. And another. Until he was standing directly in front of the Vestige, his eyes level with hers. The intensity of her powerful gaze tested his nerves. But he was determined to help her.

Slowly, cautiously, the vampire wrapped his arms around the werewolf's neck. The sickly sweet smell of the blood on her maw nearly made him ill. Had he not just recently fed, he might have been in trouble with so much of it so close to his face.

"It's all right, my friend," he whispered. "You're safe. We're safe. I'm here. I've got you..."

Nobody moved. No one dared to breathe. The only sound was the Vestige's heavy exhalations and growling. Fennorian began gently moving his hands back and forth in her fur, rubbing her shoulders. As he did, he tried to talk to her again. If he could just get through to her-

"You don't have to fight them anymore," he murmured into her thick fur, "You defeated them. We're safe. Myself, Gwendis, Adusa.. We're all safe..."

Suddenly he felt his words starting to work- the werewolf's shoulders physically relaxed and she let out a guttural sigh.

"Please, you don't have to do this. Just- just come back to m- us-" Fennorian's voice cracked painfully as he pleaded with her.

It was Gwendis who saw it before Fenn felt it: the Vestige's knees starting to shake, threatening to give out. In a puff of black mist, she disappeared and reappeared next to her brother. The wood elf vampire sprinted to Fenn's opposite side and helped him in supporting their lycan companion.

And not a moment too soon- the Vestige's knees finally gave out and she collapsed into, and onto, them. She let out a strangled choking sound as Fennorian and Gwendis cushioned her fall. Fenn's heart nearly broke as he listened to her whimpering and whining, her wolven body shaking as the blood rush finally dissipated.

"It's all right, friend. Take it easy," Gwendis ran her hands through the Vestige's coarse, smokey gray fur. "You did amazing, you did that all by yourself," a smile was evident in her voice as she tried her own soothing words.

The Vestige tried to stand up, but her spent and exhausted body just couldn't support itself right now. Her lycanthropic form took so much from her with this battle. She felt a pair of arms under her chin and they gently rested on someone's lap. She glanced up and locked eyes with Fennorian. He could see her tired, dull yellow eyes, lacking the primal glow from earlier.

Adusa-daro decided it was safe enough to make herself known. Just like Gwendis, the Khajiiti vampire disappeared in a cloud of black mist and joined her siblings. "This one is impressed, Fennorian. I was not sure you would be able to bring her back."

He continued stroking the Vestige's fur and sighed, "Truth be told, neither did I. I'm not sure how I did it."

"Well, he did," Gwendis piped in, also petting the pacified werewolf. "And he did a damn fine job. You should be proud of yourself, Fennorian."

He nodded, his gaze never leaving the Vestige. "We have to get her back home. She's hurt and needs help."

The ladies nodded. "I can arrange for transportation. Discreet transportation," Gwendis said. "You stay here with her, Fenn."

"This one will go ahead and let Verandis know. He can set up a room for her to rest," Adusa offered up.

Fennorian, more or less on autopilot, nodded again. "I'll stay here with her. Keep an eye on her."

~*~

Gwendis rounded the hallway corner and knocked on the door. She waited. Fennorian didn't answer. She knocked again. Still no answer. A twist of the doorknob showed the door wasn't even locked. As it swung open, she poked her head in.

Fenn was sitting on the bed, propped against the headboard, sound asleep, with the Vestige. She had since reverted back from her werewolf transformation, though she was in the same position she fell asleep in: her big, furry head resting in Fenn's lap, one arm around his torso. His own arm, which had been on her back while she was a werewolf, was now draped across her human shoulders.

His sister couldn't help but smile as she quietly closed the door. They'd be fine. And she knew Fenn would tear apart anyone who touched the Vestige. She'd leave them be for now.

The playful teasing she'd give them later, however, was another story.

[victusinveritas]

Dog Soldiers. Great British B Movie werewolf film set in Scotland. Commandos vs werewolves. Rips along at pace with some funny one-liners. Also, almost entirely practical effects rather than CGI.

[vagabond-umlaut]

why am i getting werewolf bf x reader stuff on my 'for you' page *smh smh* i'm not into werewolves. i ain't into vampires either— this bitch here is into making angels sin and fall for her— but no. here am i seeing werewolf x reader content (►__◄)

[thecelestiallegacies]

Prophetic Side Effects. The dreams started plaguing her, they often included fearfully running through strange forests. The last one was with a large wolf that was revealed to be chasing her. All of the dreams she had been having since she was changed had been of this nature, leading up to the bipedal wolf. She didn't know it when it was torturing her sleeping mind, but this would be the last dream she would have for the rest of her days.

[wayward-delver]

Beastkin Lore and Trans-Coded Werewolf compilation cause I am too impatient to wait for the anime.

Also, Laios being Laios called out for it.

[werecreature-addicted]

Sacrificial Lamb reader/vampire priest.

Just consider— a cute little lamb reader lying on the altar, begging not to be slaughtered, the tears their crying making the vampires heart flutter. All the cult members are confused why the ritual keeps getting pushed back- meanwhile the vampire is spoiling his little lamb rotten.

ohioohooohiohoo

His hands are gentle, stroking your cheek as you wake slowly, your eyes flutter open slowly to the morning light, and there he is, your keeper.

"Morning," you yawn sleepily,

"Good morning, little one,"

"is it a good morning? I thought my execution was scheduled for today." you huff, you should be more scared but the soft look on his face can only mean one thing. you get out of bed and change idly, not minding the priest as he watches you, he's a man of god after all, there's no way he'd be looking at you in lust.

"ah well, we thought so but some knew doctrine has come to light, now is not the time for sacrifices. we'll have to wait for next winter, at the very least," he says. You hum thoughtfully turning back to face him, his hungry red eyes fixed on your body, flicking up to meet your face as you turn around.

"Well, I'll make myself useful until winter then." When you were born, it had been prophecized that you would be sacrificed to the gods and your death would bring about a new golden age for your homeland. Then, on your eighteenth birthday, you'd been handed over to the church, to live out your final days in the temple, under the watchful gaze of the father and his dedicated cult. Your execution has been postponed four times now.

You wondered if the cultists even bothered setting up the altar this time. it was always something, the stars weren't aligned properly, the materials were all wrong, you fell ill and couldn't be slaughtered while sick, and now, Spring was a time for rebirth, you'd have to wait for winter for the ritual. which winter? who's to say? it might be another few years before he tries to start your sacrifice again.

He comes up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist. he puts his nose to your throat and kisses your skin. "You could be useful to me now," he breathes, his voice strained, tight with hunger. You had been so scared the first time you'd almost been killed, you remembered sobbing and pleading for your life, his knife poised above your throat, He told you that you could live, for now, if you served the cult and him. Of course, you agreed, that was the first time he bit you, spilling your blood on the altar in a different way.

You lean your neck to the side and sigh as you feel his fangs pierce your skin. you have to lean back against him for support as he drinks your blood and you grow weaker.

"so perfect, so delicious," he murmurs to himself as he drinks your blood, licking at your throat, catching any stray drops of blood. His hands slide down your body feeling up your hips and thighs. You can feel his hard cock pressing against your back as he slowly grinds against you. The priest is chaste, a man of god, but he's also a vampire, as he's explained he can't help but get erect when he feeds it's a natural side effect and completely nonsexual.

He pins you down on the bed and pushes your legs apart, grinding against you, fully clothed, as he bites your neck again. you feel dizzy, a mix of feelings as your blood is drained and as you buck and grind against the vampire on top of you. you try to keep quiet, but you can't help but moan as he takes full advantage of you. You feel dirty, the man who's saved your life so many times now is just trying to eat and here you are getting off, practically masturbating right in front of him with his cock.

You can feel how large his dick is as you grind together, you can't help but wonder what it would feel like if he pulled your underwear aside and fucked you properly while he drained your blood, the thought alone makes you shudder and press up against him as he continues to dry hump you. although with the sticky feeling between your legs and his wet mouth sucking on your neck, "dry" might be the wrong word.

you bite down on your own hand to muffle the sounds of your pleasure as you cum, still trying to hide your own lust, what would the priest think if he found out you were so lustful? if you were lucky he'd bend you over and spank you for being so sinful, at worst he might chain you down to the sacrificial altar and leave you there.

The priest pulls away, breathless, your blood smeared messily around his mouth "What a mess we've made," he huffs, looking down at your neck, and then his eyes drop further to the place where your bodies meet.

"I can clean it-" you offer weakly,

"no, no little thing, rest, you need to let your body heal, close your eyes, I'll take care of all this," he coos reassuringly, you nod obediently and close your eyes.

You look so venerable like this, he could do almost anything he wanted with you in this weakened state. the prophecy said it had to be a virginal sacrifice, maybe he could halt the ritual permanently if he just took what he'd wanted from the beginning.

[aboutwerewolves]

Ok but NEEDY! WEREWOLF BF who is just absolutely obsessed with you. Your scent, your voice, you body, infact everything about you is driving him crazy and he just can't wait to be inside you.

NEEDY! WEREWOLF BF who pounds into you as if it's his first and last time (though he fucked you just the night before)

NEEDY! WEREWOLF BF who can't help but go feral over how tight your cunt feels. And fucks every thought out of you.

NEEDY! WEREWOLF BF who is not satisfied with just one round. He needs atleast 3-4.

NEEDY! WEREWOLF BF who then walks around the house with his knot in you.

[thatsbelievable]

[deunmiu-dessie]

innocent!commoner reader who diligently gathers berries in the forest every day for the village children. innocent!commoner reader who happens to stumble upon a wounded soul along their customary route through the woods. innocent!commoner reader whose pure heart and selfless nature guides them to tend to him. innocent!commoner reader who prattles to the unconscious man every day when they check up on him. innocent!commoner reader who ought to be frightened of the monstrous being. innocent!commoner reader who should've just left him there. ˙◠˙

injured!minotaur who wakes up to the sight of a tiny human nestled at his hip, sleep. injured!minotaur who accidentally startles you awake with a pained rumble. injured!minotaur who thanks you begrudgingly for tending to his injuries. injured!minotaur who gradually becomes accustomed to your presence and your chatter as the days pass while he waits for a full recovery. injured!minotaur who finds your naivety cute. injured!minotaur who suddenly finds himself wanting to corrupt you in every possible way. injured!minotaur who mischievously tells you that the only way for him to get better is by using your body. injured!minotaur who forcefully removes your clothing despite your whiny protests. injured!minotaur who promises he'll be all better after using your tiny human hole. injured!minotaur who groans as you willingly part your legs for him, with wide, innocent, tear-filled eyes. "i-if you're sure it'll help." ˙ᵕ˙

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[losthavenmine]

An American Werewolf in London (1981)

[konigsblog]

wolf!könig dressing up as a sheep to trick sheep!reader. the whole wolf in sheep's clothing idea :(( 🐑

i got a request similar to this, but i think i might've accidentally deleted it. :( so here's my thots on the request, or at least what i can remember from it... 🙁

tw/cw: manipulation, non-con/dub-con, hybrid fucking, monster fucking, teasing, forced impregnating. dead dove: do not eat

he's had his eyes on you. drool dripping from his mouth as he bares his teeth at you from afar. he can't seem to control the way his lengthy cock hardens, twitching at the sight of a little sheep from afar. only a thin pair of light blue, cotton panties covers your body, leaving you vulnerable in the eye's of könig.

so instead, he dressed as a sheep. of course, he had to kill off one of the sheep in the farm for his costume, so he could trick the dumb, ditzy sheep into getting close. slowly, he approached you. he watched as you chewed on the grass, too stupid to realise he approaching you. he's surprised at your naivety; how easy it was to lead you away from the farm, into the woods, so he could push your head down into the leaves and branches and rape you brutally.

he listened to the soft squeals and whimpers, his claws digging into your soft skin, getting tangled in your curly fur as he pounded into you. your cunt drooled around him instinctively. of course, you didn't want this — none of it. but, god, your body betrayed you and reacted regardless of your fear and tears, causing you to squirt and cum all down his meaty shaft. the sight of könig was beyond terrifying, finally coming to the realisation that this wasn't another sheep, but your biggest fear, taking advantage of your stupidity and vulnerability.

wolf!könig dug his sharp canines into your soft neck, growling and snarling at you for wriggling and squirming, all while humping his bulbous, aching cock over your cunt, between your slick folds and against your sensitive, needy clit.

[facelesskey27]

BIG HEAVY WEREWOLF BALLS SLAPPING THE ASS WHILE MATING AND KNOTTING, CUM DROOLING OUT THE HOLE 😩❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

[ashdaidiot]

Just tried to have a nap but instead thought about werewolf!Katsuki and Bunny!reader and i thought i should share😙

(if somebody already made something similar to this i didn't know this just popped up in my head while trying to have my afternoon nap)

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Werewolf!Katsuki who walks through a bright, little forest one hot spring day and comes across little Bunny!reader in her garden collecting her veggies and fruits she had planted

Werewolf!Katsuki who wants a closer look at the little bunny and walks behind a tree to get a good look at the bunny in her short sundress

Werewolf!Katsuki who watches her as she collects up her carrots and moves on to her strawberry bush which is covered in large red strawberries

Werewolf!Katsuki who gets bored now watching the little bunny until she bends down to grab the strawberries that are lower in the bush and catches a glimpse of her bare pussy under the dress and her twitchy cotton ball tail

Werewolf!Katsuki who now has a large tent in his pants as he watches her with desire and lust as she swings her hips left and right as she collects the yummy strawberries

Werewolf!Katsuki who can't get enough of her little cunt on display for him in the warm sunlight

Werewolf!Katsuki who walks away from the tree and quietly climbs over her fence surrounding her garden and is intoxicated by the closer sight of her cunt covered in her slick and who just now needs a taste for himself

Werewolf!Katsuki who kneels down behind the obvious little bunny and sticks his face right in her cunt making her yelp out in surprise and quickly turns her head to glare at him

Werewolf!Katsuki who doesn't even give her a chance to speak before he licked a long strip of her pussy making her moan out

Werewolf!Katsuki whose pupils dilate at the taste of her cunt and starts lapping at her pussy with greed

Bunny!Reader who tries moving away from his tongue making him roughly grab her by waist and flipping her around so her back in on the grass and so there's a less likely chance of her wiggling away from his grip and greedy tongue

Werewolf!Katsuki who holds the bunny down by her thighs as he licks, sucks and sips on her little cunt leaving her a whining and whimpering mess

Werewolf!Katsuki who makes the bunny squirt on his face as she cums

Werewolf!Katsuki who sits up and wipes his chin with the back of his hand from her cum and his sip and she lays on the floor panting and trying to catch her breath

Werewolf!Katsuki who sees her little bucket of carrots and picks a nice thick one before shoving it up her cunt making her moan loudly

Werewolf!Katsuki who picks Bunny!reader up and fixes her little sundress off from grass and dirt while she stands there with wobbly legs and a carrot shoved up her cunt

Werewolf!Katsuki who stands up straight looking down at the bunny before press his lips to hers for a brief moment letting her taste herself before pulling and away and speaking with a lazy smirk on his face "Be a good little bunny and keep that carrot up there for me later, yeah?" he speaks with a soft-ish tone while the little bunny nods her head even though there's nothing really going on in there since it's hazy from her orgasm

"Good bunny" he says before giving her a little pat on the ass and leaving

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Uhm so this is like my first writing like post so i know there's probably mistakes somewhere in it but if you could please point it out or just tell me so i could improve that'll be great!

xx, Ashie

[possessedpasm]

Beware the Weedwolf!

(Commission)

[yearning-gay]

oh to be rutted into by a pent-up werewolf eager to knock you up. i should be feeling their knot popping into me as their cum starts spilling into me and they pant and growl into my ear about how im gonna carry their litter so well

[heartfullofleeches]

Werewolf Bodyguard Reader is required by law to wear a mouth guard in restricted areas (namely upscale/private venues and largely crowded areas like malls or tourist sites) Their boss adds some extra digits to their paycheck in exchange for them throwing on a collar and leash as well. The additions can be humiliating at first, but reader isn't the type to pass on easy money. Their boss can hardly focus on a thing with their loyal pet standing a few feet away - muzzled and collared like a good pup. Handing the keys to their muzzle to their boss is basically the same as proposing in their eyes, but Reader just didn't want to lose them during their shift. Reader eventually uses their leash to strangle someone picking a fight and their boss watches on - seething with jealousy.

I am now imagining a bratty, trust fund baby Yan who hires Werewolf Reader and drags their cute puppy around by their leash and dresses them like the adorable pup they are - or in practically nothing at all.