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Werewolf BF who is constantly afraid of "losing control" and hurting you. Only for the result of them actually losing control being that they turn hyper-protective and obsessed with making sure nothing comes close to hurting their beloved. To the point where you're gonna spend the entire night pressed against them. As they constantly sniff and examine you making sure you feel safe and happy.

Werewolf boyfriend who hates even the Idea of you seeing him shifted. Of what his wolf might do to you if he let himself slip. All he wants to do is keep you safe and away from any other werewolves that might hurt you, or worse, steal you away from him.

Other werewolves he's talked to claim that it's perfectly safe to sift around one's mate but your boyfriend isn't convinced...He knows how bloodthirsty he is and how violent his impulses can be. He's a wolf, after all, not some stray puppy.

Then he does shift in front of you and at first you think all of his fears are wanted. There's a wolf as big as a bear staring down at you pushing you into a corner.

you can feel your heart beat speed up as the wall presses against your back. There is nowhere left to run as the wolf gets closer. You wonder if there's anything left of your lover in there. If this monster holds any love for you still when he's like this.

then the beast turns its back to you and spreads out his massive paws, and he stays like that, poised ready to lunge at anything that might get too close to you.

The wolf will let you leave the corner he pinned you to but he is persistent in following you around the house. He's happiest when you're in a more enclosed space. it's easier to protect you in a room than it is in the woods, where a threat could come from any direction.

He loves feeling your fingers in his fur he loves when you lay on him too, or when you let him rest his massive head on your chest. He just likes being close to you.

When you're werewolf boyfriend shifts back he's relieved to know he didn't hurt you at all and a little embarrassed he spent so much effort keeping you safe from literally nothing.

If he really isn't going to hurt you then he'd be open to spending more time in his wolf form around you... Just be sure that no one else is there or else he might maul the guy just trying to deliver pizza.

isn't it just nice when your werewolf boyfriend comes home from a long day sniffing for drugs at the airport and crawls in bed beside you, breathing in your hair, smelling your sweat, teasing his tongue down your ass? damn. and before you're really awake he's all worked up, cock hard and swollen, jaws gnashing. he likes to take you from behind, his drool falling to your back as he loosens you up, until you can finally fit his knot inside you.

"tomorrow," he growls as he pumps you full, "I'm staying home from work."

bottoms on here don’t ask you to fuck them they’re like “if I was a tiny rabbit and you were a vicious apex predator would you kill me quickly or toy with me and draw out my suffering so you can enjoy my squeals of pain and anguish 🥺”

some truly untapped potential for werewolf stories is as an allegory for chronic pain. like Lycontropy is rare so werewolves are often left explaining it to their own doctors if they get properly diagnosed with it at all, and having to rely on the community of other Werewolves for solutions and aid because the medical community has largely tossed them to the side.

I love the idea of Packs being less like families or bloodlines but as people who've made connections over their shared experience and are bound together in solidarity.

werewolves who get bombarded with "Try adding more fiber to your diet" "Try yoga" or "Try losing weight" anytime they mention their condition.

lycanthropy is on a sliding scale where you have good days and bad days and people not understanding how you can be a werewolf even if you look perfectly human right now.

the act of shifting, turning into a wolf, being painful or at least leaving you in pain, and how you just sorta have to deal with that pain as a baseline for your life.

just...werewolves with chronic pain.

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Vampires and werewolves actually LOVE and APPRECIATE each other very much and they kiss on the lips every night.

grouchy, physically imposing werewolf bf who gets protective over you if Anyone looks your way, everyone assumes he’s the one “in charge” so to speak… until the two of you are alone and he Begs and Whines and only wants to be a good boy for you… do you see my vision

I see your vision. I'm such a sucker for big tough monsters who are soft for one (1) person.

for you, he's soft, almost hesitant to touch you. so careful, so gentle. he wants you to feel safe with him. his strength- his claws and fangs, they're all for you, all in service of keeping you happy. His is completely wrapped around your finger. and everyone knows it.

And you are the only person he's like that too. To everyone else, he's a monster, a killer. the kind of Wolf that not even other werewolves want to fuck with. no one knows how you've managed to win him over and tame him. rumors spread that you're some insanely strong magic user- you'd have to be to bend a wolf like that to your will. no one guesses that you're just kind and that was enough to get him to fall for you.

very "GET YOUR DOG BITCH" "it don't bite" "YES IT DO"

werewolf boyfriend being super protective of you when the two of you go out to the club and some guy is trying to chat you up. he takes you outside and fucks you in the ally bc he just neeeeeeds to claim you as his, bc if that guy even thought it was okay to flirt with you, then clearly he hasn't left enough of a mark, and that has to be fixed. and then he takes you back inside and you're all flushed and like clearly just had insane werewolf sex and you run into the guy and he's all like 'oh. um. okay.' and ur werewolf bf is all smug and annoying in a cute way about it, like, yeah, they're *mine*

to be honest you're a little surprised that this guy got so close. He's lucky, in the sense that he caught you on a rare moment where you're without your guard dog. But this poor guy is also deeply unlucky. You tried to warn him, you told him that you had a crazy protective boyfriend, but he didn't listen, he still thought he had a chance...

You aren't surprised when your werewolf boyfriend comes back and jerks you away. He didn't even try to kill that guy...that's progress at least. He pulls you outside the club and presses you to the stone wall. it's a cold night but with the heat radiating off his body, you can't feel the chill.

"Did he touch you?" he asks, already pushing your skirt up and hooking his fingers in your underwear.

"No," you tell him, and he just nods to himself as he slowly teases you open. If that man had touched you things would be different, but for now, he just needs to mark you. He rubs his head over your face and neck while he fucks you. He bites your neck covering you in his mark. He cums inside of you and pulls your underwear back in place.

"There now you smell like me, Maybe this will make your little friend think twice about taking you," he says and drags you back through the club so you can leave. You're staging a little bit, as you walk your legs still shaking. To anyone looking it looks like you just got fucked within an inch of your life. which of course is what happened.

your werewolf boyfriend gets tired of pulling you along as you stumble through the club so he just picks you up and puts you over your shoulder.

He hopes that people can see up your skirt, he hopes they can all see the wet patch forming on your underwear. He hopes everyone knows that it's his cum.