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cherryfull · 4 months
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More ash and bette cuz they’re occupying like 95% of my brainspace rn
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weirdlookindog · 4 months
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Rick Melton - Werewolf Woman
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shirojikimattari · 4 months
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I see your werewolf concept, and your praise kink. I raise you this op, Shadowheart's partner calls her a good girl and the ears and tail just sort of,,,perk up and she gets flustered about it
Yes, well, you’re lucky I love Shadowheart in any form
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longelk · 1 year
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kaycee proving to the haters that if she really tried she can be an even bigger, stupider idiot
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mattodore · 3 months
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delphi, bitten pack member, mate
#river dipping#delphi sol#lykos#ts4#ts4 edit#ts4 cas#simblr#no good morning just immediately firing shots LOOK 🫵 AT HER 🫵#GOD............................... WEREWOLF WOMAN WHO WILL TEAR INTO ME WITH HER CLAWS AND REVEL IN THE WARMTH OF BLOOD I WANT YOUUU#SHE'S SO SEXY LIKE. SAID THIS OVER ON PF ALREADY BUT I NEED TO BE FOUR FINGERS DEEP INSIDE HER ALREADY#FACE FIRST IN HER BREASTS LIKE. DYKERY IN MY MIND THE LIKES OF WHICH YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVEEEEE RN#FEMMES............. I AM YOURS ALWAYS AND FOREVER <3#...me thinking delphi is the sexiest woman alive aside... look at her pointy wolf ears sticking out!!#and yeah... her and ria both have scars on their throats. they gave them to each other :)<3#they're werewolf soulmates..... of course it's that intense and serious they had to wound each other#delphi's is from when ria turned her but ria's is from delphi wanting to mark ria back... normally it'd heal but :)#ria is a born wolf and delphi is their little werewolf mate... which means they don't heal like a wolf would at delphi's hands#delphi's not a born wolf tho so </3 not the same for her. but turning scars always stay with the body along with any other wounds#that were already there at the time of turning...#<- this is real lykos story lore so. don't look too closely at ria's scars from that last post. they don't actually make sense#i just thought wow... those are sexy. and put them on her kjdgfkhfn#none of the lykos ocs' scars are canon until i make them myself#but dionte's eye scar and delria's throat scars are canon!! i'll make custom ones one day but for now! i'm just rocking with what i've got
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twilight-deviant · 1 year
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The Wolf and The Witch
Part 1/?
Steve knows better than to enter the Witchwood. He’d been warned from the time he was a child, back before the wolf, that it was home to its namesake. And not just any witch, a dangerous one. One that had killed an entire hunting party, unprompted, with the flick of a finger. None who have entered those woods since have ever returned.
Steve knows better than to enter the Witchwood, but he doesn’t have a choice. Robin is slumped over his back, hands clenched tightly in his fur, clinging desperately to consciousness. He can feel her blood, warm and sticky, matting the fur of his back. His own gait is slowed, every step jolting the silver teeth digging into his right hind leg and sending sharp pain shooting through him. He’s not sure how much longer he can run, and he can hear them - the bloodthirsty cries of the townsfolk dead set on his murder.
They had been found out. So many cycles of living in this town, living among its residents as a friend and neighbour, and still they’ve all turned on him. Of all the times for it to happen, too. It was the moon he had agreed to make Robin a wolf. She had already been weakened from the wolf taking hold when they had been attacked, the silver already a weakness but her body not yet given over to the strength of the wolf.
Steve wishes he could take her to Nancy, knows Nancy would help despite everything, but the townspeople have blocked them off, funneled him in his blind panic. His only hope is to lose them is the wood, but even then he might lose Robin to his own fumbling medical knowledge.
But first, he has to get away from their pursuers. Steeling himself with a deep breath, Steve enters the Witchwood.
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Eddie is no stranger to people trying to do him harm. It’s been a constant in his life from the time he was a child, long before his gifts had awakened. And one that had- well. It’s been a constant of his life, sure as the cycle of the moon and sun. So he notices the prickle of someone entering the woods, but he gives it no regard. It happens a few times a year, that someone gets it into their heads that they will be the one to kill “The Witch of the Woods”. None ever even make it to him, losing themselves in the enchanted trees.
These trees are older than him, and their magic is their own. They like him and welcome him among them, but otherwise are hostile to outsiders. In the beginning, he had tried to help those who became lost in the woods, but those days have long since passed. Despite what his uncle says about his soft heart, Eddie’s become bitter and jaded and he no longer pays any mind to those who venture into the woods.
But this time, something is different. Eddie feels the disturbance of someone crossing into the forest, feels the shift of magic as the forest warps around them, and it’s… different. The ways and paths of the trees are second nature to him, he can tell by the shimmer of magic against his skin which paths have been revealed and which hidden away and this…
The forest is being lenient, gentle. The interlopers are shown the ways to peaceful places, soft and danger-free. Eddie can recall only a few times that the forest has been kind to intruders, and it has almost exclusively been to children.
So he’s more than curious already when he feels the buzz of more people crossing the boundary into the woods. A lot more. And Eddie realizes that this hunt is not for him.
The trees are not so kind this time, opening its twists and turns like a maze, a trap for anyone foolish enough not to turn back immediately. They don’t, of course. They never do. Eddie pays them no mind, drawn instead by curiosity to the two that are being pursued.
He steps between the trees, slipping into a space that’s folded away between reality, picking his way with ease through paths that are there and paths that are not until he emerges at the edge of a small clearing, moonlit and mossy. Theres a tiny spring-fed pond and there, limping toward it, is a wolf. It’s huge, the size of a small bear, with a strong frame and thick russet fur.
It notices him at the same time as he notices it, and it’s massive head swings to face him, teeth already bared in a snarl. It’s hackles raise, and it turns fully, squaring up, a threatening growl rumbling across the little clearing to him.
Eddie steps back, already gathering his power until it glows around him with dark energy, because this is no normal wolf. Even without the size and the silver trap clamped around its leg giving it away, he can see it in its eyes, feel in its presence that this is something more.
He recalls his childhood, the warning tales at his mother’s knee. He remebers later, freshly chased out of town and taken in by his uncle, watching as the old man leafed through his ancient book and warned Eddie that he wasn’t the only dangerous thing in the wilds. Eddie has no doubt that he’s come across one of those dangerous things now. He looks at the wolf and knows exactly what he’s seeing.
A werewolf.
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jollycryptid · 8 months
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So I made an evil cult leader bard & have been drawing her a lot lately <3
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spikeface · 3 months
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Based on (x).
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czartedition · 3 months
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Wishing an enjoyable Lupercalia to all ~ be sure to feed your she-wolf well.
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echosfandoms · 6 days
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Worlds best Werewolf
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weirdlookindog · 2 months
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Nikolai Lutohin - Der Werwolf und die Hexen (The Werewolf and the Witch)
original cover art for Dämonen-Land #47, 1991
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weredemonz · 6 months
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12 am on a school night urge to finally make a design for kaycee (inspired by longelk and various other KC artists…..)
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livesincerely · 1 month
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Jack tilts his head, trailing his mouth along the inside of Davey’s thigh in ardent adoration. Then he puts his teeth to tender skin and bites.
Davey lets out a gasp, soft and a little strangled.
“Oh, that’s a good noise,” Jack murmurs, admiring his handiwork. “Wanna let me hear it again, sweetheart?”
“You fucker,” Davey breathes. He’s got a white-knuckled grip on the couch cushions, his heels digging sharply into Jack’s back.
“No, see, that wasn’t really a question,” Jack muses. He slides his hand lower, until he can hook it around the back of Davey’s knee and ease his legs further apart. “‘M gonna get ‘em either way, but I’m happy ta drag ‘em outta ya if that’s how you wanna play this.”
“Oh, don’t let me stop you,” Davey says. His eyes have turned dark, his pupils fully eclipsing his irises and starting to bleed into the whites. “I’d like to see you try.”
“I’d like to see you beg,” Jack retorts, leaning in to suck another hickey into Davey’s thigh.
Davey sighs, and the sound of it is just as sweet as the first. Then he reaches down, grabs a fistful of Jack’s hair, and tugs.
Jack groans, eyes fluttering at the sensation, and he allows himself to be drawn up onto his knees, pulled forward until their lips can meet in the middle, mouths moving in tandem, hot and hungry.
“I’m not so sure I’ll be the one that ends up begging,” Davey purrs in a low, husky voice that sends flames of desire licking down his spine, the smartass.
“Take off your fucking pants,” Jack growls back.
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blyszczopies · 4 months
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the sparkledog of the family
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d-llahanspade · 5 months
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She’s so very baby girl
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