#werewolf trope

[thewollfgang]

Tumblr I am once again humbly requesting your werewolf opinions, this time on

Mating Bites

How do we feel about the concept/trope of mating bites

ew gross

I can take it or leave it

hell yeah brother

BITE BITE GNAW CHEW

Voting ended onJan 6, 2025

[fizzyxcustard]

Abandoned (Armitage Summer Splash. Day 20.)

As part of @lathalea and I’s Armitage Summer Splash, I present to you, day 20. 

Masterlist of fics for Summer Splash

Prompts: “I feel like everyone has abandoned me.“ / Werewolf trope.  

Fandom: The Hobbit

Pairings: Implied Thorin Oakenshield x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Yearning. Angst.

Summary: You hold a dark secret, but you have your suspicions that Thorin already knows.

Comments/Notes: If anyone would like to be added to or removed from my tag list, please say. My apologies for the length of this again. I've had quite a tough couple of weeks, but I'm pushed myself to keep on top of the challenge no matter how hard its been.

I live in the shadow and wait.

I wait to change, transformed by the power of the moon.

I feel like everyone has abandoned me.

All except you.

Do they know my secret?

Do they see me slip past Erebor's walls and into the dead of night?

Do they?

But you know, don't you?

I've seen you watching from the rampart.

You know my dirty secret.

When we're together, you always take a breath and hold at the end of a sentence.

Are you waiting to be told my secret?

Even if you knew, would you still love me?

Do you even love me without knowing what I am?

Maybe one day I'll wake up with the courage.

Maybe one day I'll let go of the fear.

Then you can know.

And you can know my heart is yours, Thorin.

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[monstersandmaw]

Fluffy werewolf and sassy vampire reading those really shitty werewolf and/ or vampire romance novels to each other and laughing when the other one gets heated about how bad they are.

Example; Wolfy getting upset over the whole "I'm 19 years old and the only human in the pack and now I'm being forced to marry the hot sexy alpha because we're in heat and he wants mE to be his mate because I'm not like other girls" trope while vampire is laughing their ass off at them.

Hahaha!! This is wonderful!

Also consider though, a vampire reading a werewolf novel, knowing it’s full of tropes, but having no other resources to get to know their new werewolf partner any better (other than, like, asking them), and the werewolf doing the exact same thing at the same time with a vampire one. Hilarity ensues when they discover the truth, and they both get a good laugh out of it.

[jailynn24]

Sneak Peek Sunday...

Here is a sneak peek at the next chapter of Howl At the Moon..

“Brienne,” he tipped her chin up so he could gaze into her eyes again. “I can not explain the heart. Our bonding was written in the stars. The fates knew we were meant for each other. This connection between us does not have to do with titles or beauty, it has to do with the fact we are two halves of a whole.”

“But would you not prefer a beauty on your arm?” She asked hesitatingly. “You have spent your life loving one that is considered to be the most lovely among us and now you have pledged yourself to one that is considered the most beastly… you must know how people will pity you for your choice.”

“There was never a choice, Brienne,” he said and she nodded, hurt flashing in her eyes before she dropped them from his to hide it. He sighed and sat up, taking her with him. She tried to move off again but he held firm settling her on his lap. He tried to focus on the conversation and not how nice it felt to have her there. “I have never been good with words and I think my lack of talent with them has made you hear what I did not mean to say.”

“You said the truth,” she commented. Her voice was controlled and tight. “We did not choose each other. It was a plan of the fates. If all was different, you would still be besotted with Queen Cersei and I would be nothing but an ugly face in the sea of many.”

“No,” he said fiercely. “I do not believe that. I think we would always be. In a hundred different lifetimes and in a hundred different worlds- we would always find each other.” She shook her head, denying his words. “You do not believe?”

“I want to,” Brienne picked at the material of his tunic for something to do. “It is hard though when I have lived in my own skin. Words are wind, My Lord, but wind can harm. It can bruise the skin and words can bruise the heart. My heart has been rendered black and blue from things said by others.”

[jailynn24]

Howl At The Moon

Chapter 8: To Bite or Not To Bite

(I really hope you like this chapter. It has been one of the hardest to write. It has taken me over a month and a half to finish it because I wanted it to be right. Thank you to all that have read my stories. That means so much to me!!)

The sun’s blinding rays kissed her wet skin as she leaned back against the tub in the well-lit bathhouse. Her eyes closed and she let the hot water untangle the knots in her shoulders and back. Jaime’s earlier words were repeating in her mind. She had so many questions and had naught an idea of where to go for the answers. For generations, the Lannister family had been marrying and mating within their own kind. From what little she could surmise, humans were not seen as potential partners. Every mate or lover before her had been aware of the dangers and excitements of being one with another werewolf. They had grown up dreaming of running through the woods with their love at their side and feared nothing that came with that.

But she was not so lucky to have that knowledge. Everything about this world was new and she was confronted with her fragility more and more. She almost laughed harshly to herself. Fragile. Who would ever accuse the Maid of Tarth of such a thing? She had always been seen as brutish and manly; hardly- if ever- described as delicate and womanly.

With Jaime though… with him, she felt like a woman. She felt innocent and wanted. Her body longed to know his in every way. She dreamed about touching him and being touched by him. Her mind was filled with fantasies and wishes of things she had no knowledge of, but wanted so badly. The ache in her breasts and core was something she had never experienced before. Brienne wanted to be filled with him, she felt empty without him… Which was strange because she didn’t know what it would feel like to have Jaime moving within her.

Her hand slipped down and grazed an erect nipple. She gasped and looked around her. Her face flushed hotly and she slipped further under the water until her chin disappeared under the surface. Her breasts tingled and she shyly touched them again. Her body sang a tune she had never heard before. It was a melody of desire and she was finding it easy to dance to. Her fingers lightly pressed against her nipples. The pressure was barely a flutter, just enough. She closed her eyes and Jaime appeared in all his glory. Wet and golden. Skin glistening, muscles strong. He walked toward her, the water rippling and parting for him.

[jailynn24]

Fic: The Love of A Wolf and A Maiden

Happy birthday Ro!! It isn’t completed yet, but I wanted to give you something for your day. I really hope you like it. I will have the next part up tomorrow.

This story is an AU of my AU- Howl At The Moon. It’s a different take on what could happen between our sexy little human/werewolf couple. I really hope you like it!!

Chapter 1: Look At Me My Love

Brienne walked into Jaime’s chambers with a purpose. He was clamping the steel around his wrist as she stepped through the door. He turned to look at her, his eyes bright with want and fear. He moved as close to her as the cuff and chain would allow. “You can’t be here,” he snarled at her. “The full moon is upon us and I will not hurt you if I can help it.”

She took a deep breath, turning to face the door and pushed it shut. She heard his growl as she pushed the lock in place. It had taken a lot of thought for her to come here. She had argued with herself for hours, days and it led her to this decision. She was willing to risk it all. This was always going to be how it ended for them and she learned at an young age that fighting against a tidal wave was fruitless.

Taking a deep breath, she faced him again and walked further into the room. His breathing was coming in harsh gasps as he watched her closely. “Tell me again,” she whispered.

“Tell you what?”

“Tell me what you feel when you are with me.”

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@ronordmann​

[jailynn24]

Fic: The Love of A Wolf and A Maiden

Here is the second part of @ronordmann​‘s birthday gift. I hope she loves it. Thank you for all you do. You are an amazing friend that I am lucky to have. You are great to talk to and I love your writing. 💜 Happy birthday!!

Chapter 2: Take Me and Make Me Yours

“Do not cover yourself,” he said admonished softly. “I haven’t finished telling you about what I find attractive about you yet.” He opened his mouth and caught her earlobe with his teeth. “Your neck is strong,” his tongue traced a vein slowly and his hands move from her elbows up her arms to her shoulders. “Every part of your body is strong. I do not fear breaking you when we spar and fight and that thrills me. I can be myself with you,” green met blue in the mirror again. His right hand pressed against her chest over her heart. “But where I know you can defend yourself, I also know that you are soft where it counts. Your heart has been wounded by others.” Jaime wrapped his left arm around her, pulling her against him harder. “I will do my best to protect it from harm now.” She wanted to turn in his arms and kiss him. She wanted him to cover her in the way she had dreamed a man would want to when she still dreamed of such things. Brienne’s body warmed under his strong touch and his words of love. He moved his hands to her breasts and held each mound gently. She moaned, arching into him. Her nipples tightened even more against the roughness of his palm. “Your breasts are perfect.”

“They are not very big,” she whispered, breaking her promise not to talk or contradict him. She couldn’t let him continue to praise her body while she knew the inadequacies. “Most men would barely call them teats.”

He nipped at her neck sharply and she gasped. Warmth pooled in her smallclothes at the feel of his teeth on her skin. “I told you not to interrupt me, my wench.” He rolled her nipples between his thumbs and forefinger, pulling a little. Brienne whimpered in need. “I will answer you, even though you disobeyed me. Your tits are small, but they fit my hands perfectly. Your nipples are sensitive and react so nicely to my touch. I love that you want me so much, that your body wants mine so much. We need each other, Brienne. As the sword needs the whetstone.”

He grinned against her neck as his left hand travelled over her stomach to her wet smallclothes. “You are dripping for me, Brienne,” his voice was husky and she shivered again. He pressed his finger against her slit through the thin material. She jerked and panted at the way his finger seemed to know just where she needed him most. His fingernail flicked against the sensitive bud at the apex of her legs and she gasped loudly. Her vision got blurry as he continued his assault on her body. She tried to keep her eyes on the mirror, but was quickly becoming unable to keep them open. “Do you see it now, Brienne? Do you see why I can barely keep my hands off of you?”

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[jailynn24]

Howl At The Moon Chapter 7

Chapter 7: Boil, Boil, Toil and Trouble

“I do not question his desire,” she blushed a deep crimson and looked away. “He has made his intentions clear. I just know that sometimes the bonds of family can be stronger than any that the body craves. I do not have a sibling that breathing the same air as I, but I have seen how close your family is and I suspect being a twin makes that bond even deeper.” She met his eyes briefly and closed her mouth, her thoughts racing across her face. “I worry that the words you have not spoken will be worse than the ones you have.” He arched his left eyebrow and she looked away again to stare out the window. “There are rumors about many people. You and I share tales of monstrous looks and being half of who we should be - you a half-man, me barely half a woman. Your sister is the subject of some rumors as well.” Tyrion nodded in agreement even if she still wouldn't look at him. “I have heard that she can be cruel and I have experienced her anger. Yet I foresee that if she truly feels threatened by my relationship with your brother, what I have seen will be nothing in comparison to what will come my way.”

“You are smart to think this way, Brienne,” she turned her head and looked less than pleased that he was agreeing with her. She must have been hoping he would fill her with stories of his sweet sister's good qualities, but in all his nine and ten years, he had rarely seen any to speak of. “I wish I could calm your fears about my sister, but I simply can not. She is as mean as a viper and just as deadly when threatened. I have earned her hatred many times over for no bigger crime than living while our dear mother turned to ash and bones. This did not even account for the few times Jaime dared to defend and love me while she cursed and condemned me. I always had a small piece of Jaime's heart and that made her hate me all the more. You, my dear Brienne, have more than a small piece of my brother's heart. You hold it all.”

“I... we have not discussed such feelings,” Brienne shifted on the seat and wrung her hands over and over. “We have not talked in terms of love.”

“Do you claim to not love Jaime?” He asked quite seriously.

She went completely still, barely breathing. “I think I love him,” she said quietly. “I know that I find myself constantly lost in my thoughts of him, but what I feel is almost too much at times. I drown and can barely reach the surface.”