#wholesome werewolf

[sushisusii]

Bawr rar?

[justaregularken]

Your werewolf boyfriend spooning you while his knot is still inside, tail lazily wagging as he murmurs about how you’re his

[eloaholiveira]

Too many dadonics going around

I had to stink-fy it

[hemipenal-system]

ok i do not particularly fuck with cucking or like. someone being left out. but my brain is having thoughts abt that in a comfort context

like imagine getting railed by the entire pack and you're lying there all fucked out and then you feel a little wet nose press into you and it's the runt who isn't big or strong enough to fight his way to mates (he is still very much larger than you) so he never gets to do this

and you groan and sit up and kiss the tip of his muzzle and let him put his leg between yours and go down on you and then he lets you eat him out after and he's whining needily and his tail is wagging like crazy and-

and then you snuggle after

[bakubunny]

tw: dark content, scummy fuckboy kiri, intox kink, dubcon/noncon, alcohol, f!reader

i feel like if fuckboy kiri was scummy enough, he’d definitely have an intox kink. you’d be sitting in his lap at a party, eventually he mentions in your ear that he wants to fuck you later. you’re still sober enough to agree, and you’ve been wanting to fuck him for weeks. why say no? sure, you’d heard rumors that he was kind of a scum bag when he took girls home drunk off their ass and fucked them like that, but part of you was stupid enough not to care what you’d heard about him. you just wouldn’t drink that much.

but as the night dwindles on, he’s pushing another liquor laden sweet drink towards your lips, encouraging you to take just one more sip, “just finish this drink babe.” and eventually you’re unsober enough to let it happen.

his friends all know what’s going to happen when he’s got a cute girl wrapped up and almost limp in his arms as he gives her a kiss on the head, walking towards the door. he’s saying his goodbye with a grin, but no one stops him.

in your head, kiri isn’t like the other guys. he takes you home and tucks you in your bed. he snuggles in close and kisses your neck. your head is spinning, vision blurred, speech hard to understand and he thinks it’s just so cute. it’s not his fault you moan so sweetly when his hands roam your body, nor is it his fault that your slow, slurred speech and bloodshot eyes only make his cock harder. his low, soft voice mind numbing. he promises he’ll be so gentle, he’ll just slip the tip of his cock between your folds.

“i’ll take care of you, pretty girl, make you feel real good….”

“that’s it, sweetie, just relax….”

but of course, it’s only a matter of time before his fat cock is slamming into you without care, using your body. you drift in and out of consciousness in pleasure. your face is covered by his hand as you moan, your soft legs spread so wide it almost hurts trying to fit his large frame in between them. your head spins and spins, and he doesn’t stop until you’re passed out, swollen, and full of cum in his arms.

whether he stays until morning remains to be seen.

[mrstevenhuang]

He started going to the gym so he could give you stronger hugs

[clovencraft]

Do you like the snow?

[midrid-dreamer]

Tall Werewolf Hug : D (art by me)

[brofirstblog]

Your husband has night shifts and you have the day shifts of taking care of your triplets. It's been the routine since they learned how to run.

The nights normally consist of the kids shifting into little high-energy and destructive puppies who will destroy things for fun. Daddy shifts into a wolf himself and has learned that he must take them out for a run through the woods before they try and destroy the couch...again. The four normally come back a few hours before daybreak and sleep. You wake up at your normal time, make breakfast and deal with the hyperactive human versions of them before they are carted off to school by your husband on his way to work.

Tonight, however. Their little howls to the moon wake you up, you glance out the window to see your little family now in the backyard, the kids are panting from the run, but still have energy to play tug-a-war or play fight.

They were certainly getting bigger and their energy was increasing. It was a blessing and a curse; soon, they'd probably be able to control their destructive energy and go for runs and little hunts on their own, but now your husband had to try and deal with all the new hyper energy.

You can see your husband slowly running out of patience with them because of this, especially when one of your kids, Sydney, play-bit his ear a little too hard. He looks like he needs back-up.

You throw on your robe and walk out to see them. The kids run to you with happy little yips, they get more excited, almost knocking themselves over with how wildly their tails wag, seeing you take out their favourite ball from your pocket. You laugh as the flurry of fur and yips chase after the bright colourful ball in a cloud of dirt.

Your husband comes to sit beside you, resting his wolvish head against your hip. He sighs when you stroke his head. You two enjoy the early morning air as you watch your kids run amuk in the yard, fighting for the ball or chasing after whoever got it. It's good they could play on their own now.

It's peaceful. But you also both needed coffee by the time the sun comes up.

[sushisusii]

Hair tie

[justaregularken]

Werewolf girlfriend who possessively pulls you into bed to scent you all day, and whenever you try to get up she growls “Where the fuck are you going?”

[eloaholiveira]

more dadhog!

[hemipenal-system]

ugh i'm in so much pain and i just want an absolutely massive werewolf to take care of me and snuggle me

[thatoneacecryptid]

Chetney presenting FCG with Shithead’s corpse like a dog

[hunterbloodknight]

Steven and Jack are Besties

[chronicallydragons]

Who thinks I can finish revisions on my MG Werewolf WIP by Saturday evening at the end of this full moon cycle???