Monster-call-me - Sorry I Only Date Werewolves

Ok but a werewolf bf that feels such relief once you two have been together for a while & he knows you love him despite what he is, you even embrace it! He doesn’t have to hide who he is with you, or hold back (maybe a little so he doesn’t seriously injure you). And once he realizes how much you enjoy his animalistic rougher side, he teases you about it “Oh what a naughty pup you are, so eager to be a monsters pet~”

You struggle for breath as you run through the woods. you don't know where to look, you need to look down at the ground to make sure you don't twist your ankle tripping over a branch- but you need to look up at where you're going so you don't run smack into a tree.

it's getting dark... the sun is mostly set and the full moon is already high in the sky. You can hear the monster as it closes in on you and it dawns on you that you cannot outrun him- maybe hiding is a better bet? You glance back behind you to see if he's in sight and he is. you can see the whites of his eyes as the wolf man gains. He sleeps and then just like that- the chase is over, he's got you.

"T-that was so fast!" you gasp as you hit the ground. your chest heaving as you try to catch your breath. The Werewolf pins your arms to the forest ground and barks out a husky laugh.

"Perhaps next time I'll give you a ten-minute head start instead of just five," he offers licking his lips. Your heart is still racing but no longer from running. He leans down takes hold of your shirt in one massive paw and shreds it off of you.

"What cute pray I've caught...what a good little bunny I've got pinned down," he whispers before dipping his head down to run his tongue over your exposed flesh. You squirm and whimper but it's no good, you're trapped and now the big bad wolf gets to eat you up

what if we were both vampire bats and we wanted to deepen our social bond 🥺👉👈

Siren!boyfriend who wasn't always a siren and who was never really your boyfriend...

you were a sailor who spent more time on a boat than you ever did on land. you stop one night in a harbor town and meet him. He's human and shy. A series of storms keep you in town for much longer than planned. He's cute, he offers you a space in his bed for as long as you need it and his place is certainly much nicer than your quarters on the ship

it's only a few weeks, it's not even dating, just sleeping together really, but he's in love with you, obsessed with you. when the weather clears up he begs you with tears in his eyes to stay to be his, and he cries when you tell him you can't stay. He asks if you'll visit him again, if he can write you letters if he can get a job on the ship just to come with you. The answer is still no.

He watches with tears in his eyes as your ship sails away, as you leave him. he's never felt this way about anyone. he can't think straight now that you're gone. and the thought that you're gone, maybe gone forever, makes his heartache

it's more than heartache, he can't breathe properly now that you're gone. life isn't worth living. the night after you leave he tries to drown himself in the ocean.

Only he doesn't die, he's saved and reborn as a siren.

it's more than he can ask for really, because now he can go where you go! He catches up with your ship eventually. some of his new Siren brothers and sisters pointed him in the direction.

he sees you sometimes. as you work on the ship, as you lean over the edge of the railing to look at the endless blue, the blurring of the ocean and the sky at the horizon. and he gets to watch you.

what surprises him most about his new body, besides the tail, the gills the not being human anymore, is how hungry he is for you. he can smell you, and while he'd desired you in his human life this is different. he keeps having to push away fantasies where he bites down on your throat and your skin and muscle would break away in his mouth. He can almost taste the way your blood blooms into his mouth, melting on his tongue like butter.

But he loves you! you're his soulmate! he would never hurt you... your crewmates are nowhere near as lucky. if anyone of them gets too close or lingers alone for too long, Your siren Boyfriend will gladly sing to them, call to them until they slip over the edge of the boat and to his wanting teeth.

for a while thats enough for him. watching you when he can and eating everyone else. but he's hungry for more. He's been a siren for a while how he's sure that he can have you and not eat you... probably. he still remembers what humans need and he's sure that he can provide.

so one night when he catches you alone. he sings for you, a beautiful irresistible song. one that has you stepping closer to hear more clearly, you don't even realize you're climbing over the ship's railing until you're in freefall.

like so many other sailors you fall into his arms, but unlike so many others you live. It may have taken him becoming a monster, but you're finally his.

ahhh werewolf bf humping ur pillow when you’re away….the fact that it smells like u…ur scent…everything. it got him rilled up and now he’s drooling all over it.🥲

I raise you- werewolf boyfriend realizing that you drool in your sleep and licking and biting the spot where you drooled because it's basically like making out right?

or- him stuffing his pillow between his legs to hump while he buries his nose in your panties. he makes sure to cum directly on your pillow and he gets a sick satisfaction watching you go to sleep that night with your face on that same pillow. he basically came on your face! and now he's hard all over again.

werewolf boyfriend chewing on your pillow not only because it smells like you but because it muffles his moans, and then when he pulls away he realizes he bit a chunk out of your pillow and now he needs to find a replacement before you get home and catch him

your werewolf absolutely going to town on himself while smelling your pillow, only to get caught jerking off. you teasingly ask him if you should let him continue or if he'd like the real thing. as if you even need to ask. you sitting on his face is better than any pillow.

werewolf best friend anon here!

just thinking about how desperate he gets thinking about his beloved and how the second he sees a chance he swoops in.

maybe it's organic. you two fall together so easily. it just happens.

maybe it's premediated. the guy who you were meant to go on a date with never showed up so werewolf best friend takes you out to show you what it'd look like if you gave him the time of day

maybe it's werewolf best friend asking you to help him with his rut because he 'needs it pleaseeee :(' and he claims you then

SO MANY THOUGHTS

it's a peaceful night. which isn't to say a "quiet" night, It always surprises you just how loud the forest can be. insect and birds chitter, the wind rustles the leaves noisily, and off in the distance you can hear a wolf howl. With your werewolf best friend by your side, you can't help but feel safe and at ease.

The two of you are star gazing together, far away from city lights...it feels like you two are the only people in the world.

"Are you having a good time?" he asks

"Yeah, I really like spending time with you," you whisper.

"Me too I love you- spending time with you," he stammers. you both know what he meant. for a long time the two of you are just looking at each other, you can't see him that well in the darkness but he can see you clearly, how pretty you look in the star light.

"I love you," he says again, not bothering to correct himself this time. it's about time he told you anyways. You lean up and kiss him and it's everything he's ever wanted. he knows in that moment that you are his mate, you're the only one for me.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that," you whisper against his mouth.

"you should have done it sooner," he told you.

"Let's make up for lost time then,"

"vampires will never hurt you" what if I want the vampires to hurt me. What if I want the vampires to f

bites you bites you bites you cums bites you bites you

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.