#justasimplebear

[a-forger-and-a-point-man]

justasimplebear replied to your post: I am not sorry that an onslaught of food...

*sniff sniff* Rowr?? *pads in, eats everything in sight*

OMG no, no shoo! Get away! Go eat Mate!!!

Trust me, despite what he says, Mate wants to be eaten. It's practically marked across his forehead, Bear. D'oh!

[johnblakegothamnationalpark-blog]

ROWR HELLO MATE

Bear is glad knows where mate's people-cabin is. Now can come visit!

Can Bear come in?

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John doesn't know what to do. The bear has followed him home, and now, for all intents and purposes seems content to hang out on his front doorstep. Mostly he just hangs out. 

Ok, that's a lie. Mostly he seems to be casing the place, walking around John's house, resting his big paws on the windows and doors and making low growling noises that sound almost like howls.

Then there's the peeing.

The bear's peed all over the front stoop and the back entrance, and John thinks if he was brave enough to step outside he'd find a urine line all around the house, the the bear is...marking his territory somehow. 

Talk about persistence after a one-night stand. For some definitions of one night stand that include fur and bear dens and no sex at all (and  

The bear has circled around to the side window, his big beary face filling up the whole thing. John can see the bear's breathe on the pane, and beyond that, the barest suggestion of snow on the ground. Once the bear sees that he has John's attention, he paws at the glass, for all the world looking like a dog that can't figure out why his master won't let him in. 

John looks away. The bear looks cold out there, his fur dusted with cold melting snow, his eyes wide and begging. 

Fuck. John gets up from his nice, warm spot on the sofa, and goes to the front door. He's not surprised when he opens the door, to find the bear waiting there. 

"Well, what do you want there, big guy?" John puts his hands on his hips. 

He's more surprised to be knocked on his butt as the bear tries to fit his way past him into the house. 

[whiskyrunner]

justasimplebear replied to your photoset: There are two types of rats. The Bosleys who...

snack for Bear? rowrrrr

NO. Bad bear. Only rats I bring to your cave are snacks for bear. NOT white rats. You sniff them, I'll shriek at you.

*stomp* Those are my babies. I practically hatched them.

[a-forger-and-a-point-man]

ARE YOU SHITTING ME RIGHT NOW

We're down to the wire at Ultimate Slash Madness and yet in the past few hours

-theaoidos posts TWO CHAPTERS of Arthur x Eames mpreg, action fic White Picket Fences

-pinkys-creature-feature posts the epilogue to the ONLY Tommy x Adam fic in the fandom, Nothing More To Say

-asakjslaks; bear!Bane and park ranger!John MEET FACE TO FACE

-sweetmissevelyn decides that nobody cares about etiquette and ladylike behavior and takes all her clothes off