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You don't rem
You don't remember very well what happened.
One moment you were resting after your night run in the park, the next you were attacked by a creature that bit you on the shoulder.
The little you recall is that the creature was furry.
A... bigfoot? No, bigfeet are shy.
A werewolf? That's it! A werewolf! You remember its dark gray fur, the three striking scars that crossed the right side of its waist, the left side of its chest and eye.
You remember the sharp teeth biting your shoulder before the sensation of your bones breaking while your consciousness slipped away from your body from the pain and the transformation. Obviously, it was a full moon, those superstitious old folks in town did warn about werewolves.
What happened after that is uncertain. You remember running, eating something, running away,... Fucking? Well, it could have been just a dream, that's what you hope.
Upon waking up you noticed the throbbing headache, the same feeling of broken bones and the pain from the bite the night before.
When your eyes opened, you noticed you were in something that looked more like a den. It was a small room made entirely of large stones with fur from various animals underneath and on top of you.
Looking to the side you see a naked woman. Your eyes widen. "So it wasn't a dream..." You think. After the shock passed you could observe calmly. Three scars in the exact same places as the werewolf that attacked you.
Even if this woman had the body of Athena, athletic and tall, with dark gray hair, the pain made you too cranky to think about that.
You shook her awake demanding answers.
"Hey! You! Get up!"
The werewolf now in her human form sat up without opening her eyes at first, rubbing them trying to shake off sleep.
"Yes?" She asked in a sleepy, hoarse voice.
"Explain to me what happened last night! What is all this?" You demanded answers crossing your arms both to cover your bare chest and to show you weren't friendly to the situation.
The woman took a while to understand and remember. Her eyes opened and scanned the body in front of her. "Damn, even transformed I chose a hot one" she thought.
She shook her own head and with an excited smile, two ears and a gray tail the same color as her hair appeared in the blink of an eye. What also happened in the blink of an eye was her hugging you with a wide smile while sniffing your neck.
"We're partners now!" She said in an excited tone like a newlywed wife.
"Partners?" The word came out in a hoarse hitch, both because of the woman's naked form hugging you and because of her words.
"Uh-huh! I bit you and courted you all night, since you accepted, here we are." She said while wagging her tail rapidly.
"I don't remember any of that!" You exclaimed.
"The first time is like that. But it was wonderful, we ran around scaring some residents, ate some chickens and then ran away when the owner chased us with a shotgun, we even took a lake bath afterwards." She listed what you almost remembered doing.
"Anyway, you loved my courtship so much, that we ended up here." she finished in a more coddling tone.
Your memories were unlocked in an instant. Yes, you remember. After the transformation you were still you, still conscious, just a little more impulsive.
You remember how you laughed scaring people, how you drooled seeing that chicken coop and she encouraged you to cause a ruckus, the despair you felt when you heard the two shots fired into the air, the relief the bath in the cold lake water brought to your aching body, even when you accepted to do what you did with her in this den.
While your cheeks turned red remembering the cute parts and the profane parts, the woman who called herself your partner put wood and lit a tiny wood-burning stove that also served as a fireplace for the cubbyhole.
In a few minutes, tea and an omelet with bacon are in front of you while she hugs you from behind with a pelt covering you both. With a shy, foolishly in love smile you eat and drink without a word. The pain in your body lessens, you assume it's the tea she gave you. Your still tired body grows heavy again and you lean further into her.
"I promise to take good care of you, dear. Sleep, the first transformation is the most tiring" she whispered giving you a kiss on the forehead.
💬 0 🔁 0 ❤️ 0 · Werewolf and Vampire GFS X Fem!reader · ⚠️Warnings: Mature Content, F/F/F, Polyamory, Established Relationship, Werewolf Se
Being a student in the middle of the semester and being at peace were two things that couldn't happen at the same time.
Your professors seemed to have no mercy—group projects that only served to stress you out, exams one after another, public transportation always packed like sardines in a can.
It was no surprise to anyone that you were exhausted, but today specifically had been a terrible day. You bombed a test even though you'd studied like hell, and you got home two hours late because the bus driver just drove right past you.
The only thing you wanted right now was to stay in your cave and sleep in your girlfriends' arms for about three days straight.
"Rough day?" Selene asked when you opened the bedroom door, pulling you into a hug as you lay down and pressing her snout against your neck, sniffing you while wagging her tail.
You just confirmed with a nod, with no energy to engage in a conversation right now, just wanting some peace after your day.
A few minutes passed with you in Selene's warm embrace until Anne appeared at the window and unlocked it from outside to come in.
"Looks like the hunt was good today," Selene teased, observing how Anne's clothes were completely soaked in blood.
"It was pretty so-so. The guy put up too much resistance for my taste," Anne said, a little frustrated before noticing your state.
"How about a shower, huh? Anne needs one, I haven't taken one yet, and you smell like bus." You gave a small smile at the offer and because you knew that this so-called "bus smell" was just Selene being jealous from smelling strangers on you.
You agreed and soon you were in the care of both your girlfriends. On your gloomiest days, it was common for them to pamper you like this. Anne kissed you and told you how much she loved you while Selene helped you take off your clothes.
"You're so strong, meine süße..." Anne's hissing voice said, "I know it's not easy, yet you're doing so well." She said, kissing your face affectionately a few times and then going down to your neck.
If anyone understood the life of a student, it was Anne. Being a vampire had made her live long enough to have more degrees than any human could dream of having.
When the three of you were naked, Selene, being the tallest, adjusted the temperature to a comfortably warm level. She pulled you into another hug, this time holding you from behind with almost all of the shower water hitting you. Her big, furry body held you against her. Anne stood in front of you, now whispering sweet words entirely in German while washing you. You didn't understand half of it, but you knew they were filled with love.
Selene's hands with vestigial paw pads washed your hair every now and then, alternating to give you a head scratch with her claws.
"Don't you also think it's sexy when she does that?" Selene whispered while watching Anne ramble about God knows what in another language.
You let out a short laugh and confirmed with a nod. Anne noticed your improved mood and added:
"You seem tense... It's been a while since we've had some time for ourselves. We can have a quickie here."
Anne nibbled lightly on your neck, leaving a faint mark and an implicit promise to return there soon.
"Please..." you asked, just wanting a way to release everything pent up in your head for even a moment.
"Am I invited too?" Selene asked.
"Of course you are, Bärchen, or did you think I'd leave you just watching?" Anne replied.
⚠️A/N: Tumblr's been giving me a shadowban for writing smut. I have this fic ready to go, but I can't post it anywhere (and no AO3 account, so that's a problem). If you have any advice on how I can get this beautiful throuple's love story out there in full, DM me or leave a comment 😓
Before you and your fairy girlfriend started dating, she lived inside your sofa, using it as a little house furnished with things she "borrowed without any expectation of returning" from you.
Over time, you started noticing some of your things always disappearing: socks, jewelry, decorations, even starting to think the house was infested with rats because of the holes you saw in the packaging of all the junk food you bought to eat while watching something.
Before you could schedule an exterminator, you noticed small flowers being left on your bedside table. They varied between astromelias, lilies, and delphiniums. You were sure they were the same ones your elderly neighbor tended to with such dedication; you just weren't sure how they got to you every other day.
As time went by, the solitary flowers started appearing with Post-it notes that you yourself had bought. The messages were always short, naturalistic love poems.
"Your voice is sweet as honey,
I hope you don't see me as a wolf in the woods,
I wish I could drown in the sweet sea of your lips.
But as the spirit that protects you within them"
— Gaia
That was the poem that made you blush without even knowing what was going on for sure, and also finally made you take action, leaving a note back asking what or who was behind all this.
She took a few days to think about how to write a message without seeming like a stalker (which she technically was) and how not to scare you by saying she'd been living in your house for a few months.
In the end, your question went unanswered properly. Gaia thought that exposing you to her existence little by little would make you not freak out. Her best idea was to start talking to you when you were almost asleep.
She would ask about your day, your plans, your dreams. You didn't notice you were talking to her; sleep kept you from distinguishing between dream and reality. Over time, she started appearing earlier and earlier, still hidden by the darkness but getting the chance to talk to you while you were conscious.
By that point, it was obvious it wasn't a dream, but a bit of uncertainty still kept you from asking what she was.
One night, she offered to show herself to you on one condition: that you let her sleep on the nape of your neck. Not thinking it was anything extraordinary, you agreed. You felt something small, warm, and clingy snuggling into your neck.
For someone who was expecting a boogeyman that would sink the bed with its weight, this was a surprise.
The next morning, Gaia's plan was to wake up and disappear before you could see her. Unfortunately, her plan failed because she had gotten so comfortable that she slept like a rock.
When you woke up and saw a little creature that looked like an elf-like, big-eared insect, it was a shock, but not something totally unexpected. Your curiosity was stronger than you, and with the tip of your index finger, you touched Gaia's chest, just to feel if it was real. Gaia's tiny hands hugged your finger and then pulled your whole hand into an embrace.
When Gaia woke up and realized her plan had failed, she didn't know where to hide her face, she was so embarrassed.
Well, now you knew the truth: the person who spent months falling for you, writing poems, giving flowers, and nibbling on your snacks was a little creature with giant eyes and dragonfly-like wings who barely reached 15 centimeters.
