#valko fluff

“so when you wear headphones…” you trail off as your eyes focus on the set of fluffy burgundy ears atop his head.

“i put them on my ears like everyone else, dollface” valko replies, brows slightly furrowed as he stares at you. “where else would i put them?”

“which ones though?” you ask, valkos mouth opens slightly at your question, a small huff of laughter leaving his lips. he grab the headphones from the coffee table, slipping them over his head and sliding them over his human ears.

“like this, obviously,” he smiles at you, amber eyes softly looking at the way you cock your head slightly, adorable. “what did you think i did?”

“don’t your other ears hurt though?” your hand reaches for the ears pinned under the headphone band, letting them free from where they were pinned and scratching softly. valkos eyes flutter shut for a moment, opening them quickly when he feels you take the headphones off his head. “what if you wore them like this instead?”

you giggle slightly as you placed the muffs on his wolf ears, laughing as valkos eyes widened slightly.

“doll this is ridiculous-” his protests are cut short as the headphone lose their balance and fall on his face. you gasp sljghtly, smile wide on your face as you reach out to move them. valko only shakes his head slightly, eyes narrowing playfully at you. “that’s why i don’t wear them that way,” he mumbles, eyes still trained on you.

you can’t help but flush under his gaze, snatching the headphones off his head quickly. he shakes his head, an angry pout of his lips as he stares at you putting the headphones back on the table.

“are you satisfied now?” the scowl on his face only makes you wanna jump his bones even more. you pretend to think for a second.

“if you wore jeans in your wolf form-" valko doesn’t let you finish your sentence, immediately growling and tackling you onto the couch. he wastes no time in letting his face nuzzle into your neck, nipping slightly before taking in a deep breath.

“no more hypotheticals dollface, only cuddles.”

“greedy wolf” you mumble out, smiling when he lets out a high pitched whine, tail wagging slowly as your arms wrap around him. “my greedy wolf,” you correct, biting back laughter when his tail smacks roughly against your leg as it wags.

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water splatters across the bathroom you’d just cleaned two days ago as valko shakes soapy droplets off his hair. once satisfied, he scoops up another handful, dunks it over his head, and repeats the process. he flinches when some gets in his eyes, the movement intense enough for a sizable wave to slosh out of the bathtub. 

trying not to break character, you breathe slowly through your nostrils. it’s okay that he's getting water everywhere! it'll only make the experience more immersive.

peering at him from behind the door, you run your hands down your front, checking your outfit one last time. tonight, you were experimenting with the one-piece bathing suit you’d dropped half of your last paycheck on. and what better way to test it out than on the man who thinks you look good in everything? (and nothing, as he’s told you repeatedly.)

putting on a seductive smile, you saunter into the room, swaying your hips with every step. immediately, his amber eyes trail down your figure, widening and narrowing in the way that you know by now: he likes what he sees. 

cw:pure fluff, probs ooc but idc he’s pathetic in my eyes, based on my earlier post ima re-format later, but I hope u guys like my silly lil fic of wolf boi Valko

He softly sniffs the air, searching for your scent in the wind. Valko's eyes narrow in concentration as he continues sniffing, sifting through the putrid stenches filling his nose trying to find your sweet comforting scent.

When he latches onto your scent, he's quick to speed towards the direction its coming from, missing you dearly (even if he would never admit it to your face).

His search leads the man to a cafe, where he spots you sitting at one of the tables enjoying a small cup of milk tea.

The pink haired man takes a deep breath, hoping to calm his nerves, and walks towards your table. Noticing the prescence staring down at you, your expression brightens as your eyes recognize the man in front of you.

"Valko, I didn't expect to see you here!" You beam at him.

“O-oh yeah um, I was just in the ar-area and stumbled across this cafe. What a coincidence haha," he (unconvincingly) fake laughs.

Valko mentally slaps himself at the stutter he let out, he definitely made himself a fool in front of you!

You start to ramble about your day, his mind almost going fuzzy at the way your gentle voice fills his ears. Valko was drifting on cloud nine, but was regrettably snapped out of it by his fluffy tail slowly moving upwards, almost as if it was going to start-

His eyes widen slightly in panic, frantically grabbing the pink tail with one hand and yanking the fluff downwards. There was no way Valko could EVER let you see his tail wagging.

The embarrassment would probably kill him. He wants you to think he's a strong macho guy you could depend on, not a pathetic werewolf who's so hopelessly in love with you that he couldn't control his own tail.

Valko winces a bit in pain, but covers it up with an strained smile when you tilt your head in confusion to ask, "Uh Valko, are you doing alright?"

"Oh me? Ye-yeah I'm doing fine," he forces out, stuttering for the second time in this interaction.

God, he's praying to whatever higher being exists that you don't think he's a weirdo right now.

Looking at your watch, you glance back up to Valko. "Sorry to cut our conversation short, I didn't notice the time and I'm running late. It was nice seeing you Valko!" you smile at him, a smile that almost made him pass out, before you turned and walked away.

Valko watches you walk away, blood rushing to his cheeks as he replays the interaction in his head. He couldn't believe that he actually had a conversation with you.

How your eyes shone with light while you spoke to him, how your hair framed your face perfectly, everything. He just saw you, yet he misses you already.

The werewolf is so wrapped up in his thoughts of you he doesn't notice his tail rising again, wagging at the thought of you.

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"What do you think you're doing?" You've been ignoring him all day but it was hard forcing yourself to focus on the words on the page when a 6'2" wolf man is rolling around in your laundry, trying to get your attention.

Valko stops half roll, tangled in your pile of clothes, "Reading like you."

"You're lying on my clothes."

"I am not lying on your clothes," he says while very obviously lying on your clothes.

"Please go away, i don't want to start a fight." You don't have the energy to do this right now.

"I'm not trying to start one." His fluffy ears pricks up which successfully indicated you he isn't giving up. "This is just how scent marking works in our pack."

You want to drop him off at the abandoned pet shelter. "You're so immature."

His ears drop. "Okay, fine. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have scared away the dog.”

"You scared off Tara's dog in her own backyard.”

“I didn't do anything. I just stood there when I should've bitten him instead.” He says the last part under his breath.

"He was shaking, Val.”

"I got jealous, okay?" His tail droops and ears turn flat. "You were petting him."

"That's not a reason to scare a golden retriever half to death."

"It felt like a very good reason at the time.”

You give him your deadliest glare, the one that would normally scare off any normal person but he's Valko and he's not normal, so he takes it as an invitation instead and crawls on the bed, dropping his head into your lap. “Ugh. Fine, i will apologise to her and her dog.”

“Good boy.”

“Okay then pet this good boy.”

tags/cw: fluff!! suggestive content, love biting, drabble

an: this is my first fluff and I love it. My adorable wolf hubby ❤️

wc: 345~

At first, you aren't sure why. Valko would never bite hard enough to break your skin. In fact, he couldn't bear the thought of seeing you bleed. When you first moved in together, you thought Valko only liked to bite you in bed, especially when you'd feel his fangs sink into your shoulder while he was taking you from behind. Or when he nipped at your thighs every time his face was buried between them. 

But over time, you became increasingly aware that it was more of a habit for him than a preference. Of course, to Valko you “taste good,” but it seems to be more than that. Valko would sink his teeth into any exposed skin on your body while you were washing the dishes, brushing your teeth, doing your makeup, anything where a mouthable part of you was in his line of sight.

“Y'look sho pretty,”

Valko would compliment you, voice muffled against the skin of your arm as he stared into the mirror reflection of your half dolled up face.

His fluffy tail would wag uncontrollably as soon as your taste hit his tongue, eliciting a small whine from him each time. Valko couldn't help it. He had this unexplainable urge every time he saw you.

You didn't think much of it, just petting him between his ears while he got his fill, hearing an almost purr like sound rumbling from his chest. It was comforting. One night, unable to sleep, you came across a video explaining what “love biting” means when dogs do it 

“Your dog could be trying to get your attention, or be excited. But most likely, they're bonding with you.”

The woman's voice is just loud enough for you to hear as Valko laid peacefully beside you. You click off your phone just before feeling two strong arms wrap around your waist from behind.

“You're awake?” You whisper

“Mhmm…” 

Valko's teeth find your shoulder, uncovered by your pajama shirt. He pulls back, giving the faint mark a caring lick. 

“Love biting, huh?”

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— in which you post another photodump, and your boyfriend reacts (in)appropriately

ft: all six LIs x reader (separately) content: fluff notes: lowk nervy abt this one. these are random pics i found on pinterest of baddies who i think fit the sylusmc zaynemc etc. aesthetic. i understand it might ruin the immersion but just project yourself onto it okk 😭 i didn't wanna leave the post slots blank

content: f!reader, reader walks him like a dog (not literally), reader is high maintenance, reader might be annoying to you idk

valko was the best accessory you owned. sure, he looked nice, but you weren't so vain that you would say that was his best quality. though his arms did make a nice belt...

no, he wasn't just for looks. he was functional, too!

he drove you to the mall weekly, followed behind you as you hit every store, swiped his card at checkout, and carried all of your bags without complaint.

after hours of walking, your feet end up hurting. you whine and lift a foot, rubbing your ankles and looking up at valko where he follows behind you with pouty eyes. "these shoes aren't comfortable, ko!"

valko looks down at your shoes, the spot between his eyebrows wrinkling in thought. "throw them away, i'll buy you new ones."

Joining the bandwagon of writing a Valko fic based on a scant few minutes of trailer! He’s a bit more silly here, gotten from the way he tripped and tried to play it cool by leaning on a tree lmaooo. I feel like he’d be such a fun and playful LI. Hope you like it!

Valko fluff, valko x nonmc reader, reader briefly mentioned to be older and a werewolf too, office romance if you squint... wc 784

It was another busy day at the office of EonCore Tech. The people that your team were trying very hard to work with were starting to get on your nerves, so you took a quick breather away from everything, choosing to go to a secluded area in the company’s outdoor garden.

You pull out a cigarette bubble blower to indulge in a five-minute whimsy, hoping that blowing bubbles would be enough to lower your stress levels.

What you didn’t expect, though, was a young, red-haired 6’2 intruder to suddenly jump out from around a corner with an excited yell, “bubbles!!!”