#werebears

[blade-liger-4ever]

I know I'm late to this, but did anyone else notice how Vega's almost shielding Drew in this scene?

I know that he was still selling him out to try and get his home back and maybe stand a chance against the Lions, but the thought is still there when I see this screenshot.

[bump1nthen1ght]

A Very Monstrous Kinktober (2024) Day 26 - Gangbang

Kink: GangBang

Pairing: F!Reader x M!Werebears

Other Kinks: Breeding, Mating Rituals

Warnings: Non-Con

Word Count: 1976 words

Kinktober Masterlist

They’d been following you for days.

Not that you would’ve noticed, too lost in the beauty of your backpacking trail. If you weren’t hyper focusing on the beautiful flowers that decorated the sides, you were looking through your binoculars at far away flocks of birds, comparing them to your nature guide and trying to identify off the vague details you could see. 

No, you were oblivious to the three bears trailing you, assuming the cracks of snapped tree branches and rustling leaves were the normal sounds of the forests. This backpacking trail was rather remote, part of its appeal, and most wildlife was avoidant of humans.

Keyword on most.

“I get her pussy next.”

The voice is muffled in the cacophony of noises; covered by the slapping of skin, the grunting of feral men, and the slobbering of your mouth

“I heard you the first five times, Bernard.” The bear behind you, Theo, grunts out each word. His general attitude seems to be ‘agitated’, with a permanent furrow in his brow. Given his angry expression you’d never guess he was even interested in you as a mate, seeming more annoyed by his whole affair than anything else. But the fervent desperation of his hips, the deep marks he no doubts leaves in your hips from gripping them so hard, betray a deep-seated desire that his demeanor otherwise conceals. He fucks you like an animal in heat, just as focused on breeding you as he is on claiming your insides as his own. You guess it's not an incorrect comparison to make.

“Don’t want you to forget.” Bernard curses, rolling hips so his cockhead juts against the back of your throat. His scent feels stuffed up your nose, your face buried so deep in his furry crotch that the lingering fear of asphyxiation passes across your bewildered mind. It's quickly overshadowed by the salty taste of cum on your tongue and the burning in your neck. His paws are gentler, not yanking in your hair and one even caressing the side of your face. But he still fucks your face like its a toy, no thought in how much more fragile human women are. “You look like you’re losing your mind back there.”

“Fuck off.” Theo holds his hips inside you, rubbing his head against your cervix. A full body shiver rolls down him, vibrating against your ass cheeks. It's only a temporary reprieve, Theo quick to resume his desperate humping, sweaty balls slapping against your clit.

“And t-then me?”

My god, you forgot there was a third one.

“Yes, Orson. You’ll get your turn.”

“Maybe.” Theo grunts under his breath.

The third bear may be less in stature, but is still intimidatingly large. Pushing 7 feet, its only his shaky voice that betrays his youth. That and his compliance to the other two. He had gotten a couple minutes of pawing at your breasts when they first took you, quick to rip off your clothes and ogle your naked form, but that was the extent of his involvement so far. For now he waits in the corner, jerking off his monster of a cock, eyes roving over your jiggling ass cheeks and bulging cheeks,

“Not a maybe, a yes. Don’t you remember being a young cub, Theo?”

“Not right now I don’t, fuck.”

His balls feel taut this time, pressed up snug against your throbbing clit. You’re surprised you even have the awareness to notice that, maybe some unconscious part of your brain remembering prior trysts, or an instinctual one, knowing you're about to get bred.

“Gonna fill you up, little bear.” Theo curses again, hips punishing in their pace even as he reaches orgasm. “Gonna fill you with my cubs.”

You can just make out Bernard rolling his eyes in your blurred vision, tears still clogging up the sides, running rivers down your cheeks. They’re not even from fear anymore, the constant bullying to your gag reflex forcing them out of you.

“Ungh.” Grunts Bernard, your throat contracting with the whines and winces from Theo’s intense pace. His hips snap like an ax against a tree trunk, though your pelvis is far less sturdy. 

“Oh-fuck!” Your toes curl as Theo finally, blissfully, explodes inside of you. His cum shots are violent like the rest of him, gushes of it violating your poor womb. You can feel his cock pulsing from within your walls, shooting rope after rope of his seed.

A warm paw caresses the side of your face, though it’s not Bernard. Your delirious gaze sweeps to the side, where a bold Orson, taking advantage of the surly Theo’s disheveled state, has sidled up next to you. Those cute, teddy-bear ears have perked up, his jaw glistening with drool.

Theo lays heaving behind you, trying to get his bearings as his cock softens inside your pussy. Bernard clicks his teeth.

“You had your turn, move.”

“Fuck you.” Theo grunts, but pulls out obediently.

You had thought Theo was the top dog (top bear?) in this group, what with his general aggro aura. But from the little quips that go ignored, the orders that get followed, you have a feeling Bernard is more dominant than you thought.

Your tongue lies flat and out as Bernard retreats from your mouth, cock still hot and throbbing. Orson’s softer paw caresses your sore jaw muscles, too exhausted to even try and keep your mouth closed. It wouldn’t do you any good anyway, Orson’s bright pink head already dappling the flat of your tongue with salty precum.

The weight of Theo’s body is replaced by Bernard; His fur a little fluffier, his musculature a little leaner. But his dick is just as thick, just as uncouth as he pushes it inside, little care for how sore you might be. He speaks softer, but this bear is just as brutal as the rest of them.

“Holy shit, you’re tight.” Bernard hisses, sliding easily with the mix of your slick and Theo’s cum. “Human pussy’s incredible.”

“Told ya.” Theo huffs. He sits back on his haunches, content and smug after claiming you. His eyes are gluttonous, burning into your skin. While Orson had been demure and hidden, Theo was loud and proud.

“Oh my gods.” Said Baby Bear is lost in his own world as he slides into your mouth, slower and obviously nervous. His cock jumps with every bump on your tongue, every undulation of your cheeks. More salty pre dribbles across your pallet. “Soo-o good.”

“Don’t get too cozy, Orson.” Bernard chuckles, rolling his hips in a half-thrust, just enough to send a shock up your spine. “Wouldn’t want to waste it all, would ya?”

Orson furiously shakes his head, though his eyes stay on your tear stained face, your bulging cheeks and bruised lips. His cock jumps again.

Bernard slowly pulls out to the tip, sliding in with a bit more force this time. You yelp and so does Orson, your mouth vibrating his sensitive cock. 

Bernard is much more controlled in his thrusts; While Theo had fucked you like a bear, Bernard’s more precise hits belayed the man hidden underneath his thick coat of fur. He focus his tip on your spongy walls, watches them grip and wrap around them with every slow pull out of you. You can hear his chuckles when he forces himself back in, watching you squeak and tremble from the hit. You can’t decide what's worse, because while Theo had been rough, Bernard has the shameful effect of actually turning you on. A familiar heat has started to brew in your belly, your pussy fluttering with the methodical hits against your g-spot.

Orson, on the other hand, is in every way an amateur. His hips move sloppily, his cock slipping out and cramming against your lips from time to time. If you weren’t relying on your splayed hands to keep you upright, you might have just grabbed him by the base and forced him to stay inside just to get it over with quicker. From the way his cock throbs and twitches form just a couple licks, you think a proper deep throat would have him cumming in no time.

“Look at those tits.” Theo growls from the side, big paw now moving back down to his half-soft cock, stroking it awake. “Fucking bouncing like that. Looks too fucking good.”

“Get her on top next time.” Bernard whistles, big paw slapping your jiggling ass cheeks. “Can watch her bounce on this cock too.”

“Not a bad idea.”

Orson’s contribution is a breathy moan, just the idea having his heart thumping.

“Think her milk will taste good?”

“I bet so.” Bernard leans forward to paw at your tits, pinching at your nipple with expertise. You hate the way it makes you clench, has your walls getting slick. Your mind is getting away from you. Bernard winces. “They’ll be nice and fat, ready for the cubs.”

“Hell yeah.” The distinct sound of jerking off comes from the side, Theo now sitting up to watch you take it from both ends. 

“I’m getting close, baby.” Bernard whispers, licking his chops. “You want that, wanna make me a Daddy?” His hips have picked up in speed, no more teasing and only focusing on the deepest part inside of you, of lining his shot up with your womb. “Gonna looks so pretty, all pregnant and cute. Our little human mate.”

Your toes begin to curl, the constant barrage against your most sensitive area becoming too much. Real tears have come back, overwhelming shame from the thought of cumming. 

“Uh-uh! Gonna looks so good!” Orson says, his sweaty fur clogging up your nose as he burrows deep in the back of your throat. He’s somehow worse than Bernard was, no thought to how his head bruises your poor mouth. “So fucking good!”

“You got him all worked up.” Theo laughs, big sharp teeth all on display. “First mating season and he’s ready to settle down.”

“If you felt her mouth you’d be t-too.” Bernard huffs, his chets beginning to heave with each flex of his legs.

You urge your mind to disappear, to project itself somewhere else, where you aren’t about to reach the peak in the embrace of three bear-men. But the feeling of rough finger pads on your clit forces you back down, forces you to face the earthquake that's about to rock you.

“Hmmph!” You scream around Orson’s cock, your body overcome with trembles as a delirious orgasm hits you. With everything contracting, it’s no wonder Bernard is sent over the edge.

“Unngh!”

And so is Orson.

“O-oh shit!”

Hot streams of cum fill you from both sides, both your womb and belly plugged up by the viscous fluid. You struggle to breath, eyes rolling back from the cock pressed right against your cervix and your poor face stuffed in fur.

Orson is the first to collapse, literally falling out of your mouth and onto his back. His cock spurts a couple last times, his eyes glazed over and catching his breath. Theo erupts into laughter.

“That's not where you're supposed to cum, idiot!”

Bernard just chuckles, patting your side. He stays sheathed inside you, occasionally swiveling his hips, smearing the last remnants of his cum inside you. Making sure his claim is staked.

“Guess your throat was too much for him, sweet thing.” 

You’re not in a better position, your arms finally given out and your face collapsed in the dirt. Never did you think the bare ground would feel so nice, cool and clean compared to the musty fur of the bears.

You think you fall asleep like that, Bernard is still inside you. You don’t remember, the next couple days being a blur of exactly the same. The one constant is the body heat, their cocks, and their voices.

“Our perfect mate.”

[whump-galaxy]

The caretaker having to grab and hold the monster whumpee’s muzzle closed.

[lovely-lauren-arts]

When Lauren is feeling down and focused on something specific, she spends too much money to collect a toy line from the 80s. WEREBEARS!

@pineappleprincess0604 introduced me to them

[paper-starz]

Very random question! Have you ever heard of the werebears? They were a toyline from the 80s that honestly tickled my interest for some time now!

If you haven't heard of then before, that's 100% understandable as they were pretty niche and at the time were only available in the UK!

I HAVE NEVER HEARD OF THEM BUT OMG THEYRE ADORABLEEEEEEE

They’re so fun??? And so very spooky!! OH I could see these lil guys during Halloweeeennnn!!

[mmxiii-writes]

is it hard for werebear geno to play hockey because he’s constantly fighting the urge to hibernate 🐻🤨🐻‍❄️

I believe this is a key reason for his union man attitude. He's tired. He's cranky. He should be nesting quietly underground with his tiny common law husband of many years in a pile of cozy downy quilts, etc.

He needs a lot of sleep during the winter, so no, he does not want to attend any team extracurriculars (interviews, content days, social events etc.)

He 👏 is 👏 busy 👏 napping.

Naturally, he loves the playoffs so much bc he's raring to go once the summer rolls around — he absolutely hates missing the opportunity to play when he's really at his best ✨️

Thank u @shesinbloom for yet another excellent question 😅 🐻 💘

[pineappleprincess0604]

@playtimeframeshift I'm sorry for all the pings, but I started thinking a bit more after seeing your Nightmare Critters and how they reminded me of the terrorteds!

I saw those little bits next to the nightmare critters that were meant to show which Smiling Critter they're opposite of, and it reminded me of how each terrorted is an opposite to the werebear they hate the most (while also having 1 thing in common) as well as the things that make the terrorteds hate their respective werebear! Idk if this was something you were planning for your AU or not, but I did get these vibes when I saw em and I am showing these to make some parallels! (Strap in tho, it's gonna be a long one!)

Chomp hates Grizzler the most because Grizzler has yellow fur, which is the color that Chomp hates the most! And it fits well, because the pair are both pretty fearful about things! The difference is, however, Chomp is a coward who hides this by bragging about being "brave", essentially being all talk. Whilst Grizzler is actually brave, showing in the way he's able to do something he thinks is either scary or dangerous even though he REALLY doesn't want to, but he genuinely doesn't think he is brave in any way, basically having his actions speak for him! One never admits he's scared whilst the other admits he's scared quite often, and their actions speak for themselves!

I mention this because this is the vibe I got from Big Boss Smokey and LuckyCorn! I imagine both probably fumble a lot, but while Smokey either lies about it being a fumble or says "i meant to do that" whenever something happens, Luckycorn often admits his mistakes! Can't think of a thing that he'd hate about Lucky as of rn, but I may come up with something later who knows!

Next one! Munch hates Fang the most because he hates pointy things, which Fang's only tooth is definitely pointy! Now, their opposite traits are that Fang is a clever boy with a mind as sharp as his tooth whilst Munch is an absolute dumbass (saying this affectionately. I love Munch XD) who has a mind as dull as the top of his head (so much so that he doesn't even realize his own teeth are sharp)! So what exactly would be their shared trait? Well, as it says here, Fang may be clever, but that doesn't mean he knows everything, especially being on the younger side of the 4 werebears! So their shared trait is falliblity and multiple misunderstandings! But while Munch turns to others in order to get answers and agrees with what anyone else says, Fang is very curious and if he doesn't know something, he's bound to find out what it is himself!

I imagined Mako sounding and somewhat acting like Munch, and I was having trouble figuring out how this would attribute to Rockstar Rooster, and I thought maybe Mako's pet hate was anything fast, even if that meant music that was so fast that following along to it made her(?) brain hurt? Idk, I might have to know a little more about these 2 in order to fully figure it out!

Next 2 (and this is my favorite)! Snapper hates Gums because he really hates anything without teeth! By comparison, Snapper has way more teeth than anyone could ever need (as it says)! And it makes a lot of sense that Gums is the one that Snapper hates most because, on top of it being 1 having lots of teeth and the other having none at all, they're both the WORST TEMPERED of their respective groups! However, on top of a difference being that Gums is also gentle tempered most of the time and this bad temper comes when his personality flips, it's what they do with these bad tempers that makes all the difference! Snapper, who is the biggest hater ever, often uses this bad temper of his to hurt anyone or anything for his own amusement! Whilst Gums uses his bad temper to protect himself or anyone he cares about! And given he's the youngest of the werebears, it's best to say that even if he LOOKS like he would be the one to easily mess with, you wouldn't want to mess with HIM THE MOST!

I already headcannoned Touille having Snapper's voice, and honestly, after seeing Peachy Piggy, I honestly think their vibes almost perfectly match that of Snapper and Gums'! Shared trait wise, can't think of one atm, but I can see a theme of caring about both yourself and others vs only caring about yourself! Peachy would not only make sure to take care of herself, but the same goes for all her friends, whilst Touille only cares about himself and does things (like eating garbage) that are bad for him but doesn't care because he likes it! (Which, telling by how little Snapper takes care of his teeth vs Gums having a toothbrush in case he grows a few, fits that vibe a lot too!)

Last 2! Grunt hates Howler the most because he hates any kind of music, which is something that Howler loves a lot! These 2 were the first ones I noticed a parallel for, as not only are they the leaders of the group, but they also have patience issues! However, whenever Grunt's impatient, he often tries pushing all the other terrorteds to hurry tf up! But whenever Howler's impatient, he often either goes on ahead and tries to get a head start or goes off to do something else (that's not often to say this doesn't have consequences, as it does sometimes, but he's not willing to push the others to go at a faster pace)! About them being leaders, these 2 both show their ways of being leaders by their honesty and lack there of, mainly in how the dynamic between both Chomp/Grunt and Grizzler/Howler!

Chomp thinks he's, and brags about being, the leader of the terrorteds, but rather than Grunt correcting him, he often goes along with it, lying and manipulating him so if any of them get in trouble, the blame would be on him! On the flip side, Grizzler, who's often the first to mention when and who caused some kind of trouble for the 4 werebears (even if it's himself), may say that Howler caused them to get into a dangerous situation followed by him worried that they'd be doomed. And to this, Howler would own up and not place the blame on anyone else and then try to fix it!

I felt this dynamic the most with Poe and DogDay, with Poe possibly manipulating one of the other nightmare critters all the while DogDay is honest when things happen because of himself and still being uplifting for the others! I also imagine Poe's pet hate being anything bright and colorful, like in their own canon, so they REALLY wouldn't like DogDay at all!

[yockytherocky]

if you do drawing requests, would you draw the werebears pls?

I wanna see Gums in your style 👉 👈

I have nothing against requests, just know that I stop being unemployed by the end of the month🫡

I currently don't have my markers with me so I couldn't color them 🥀🥀🥀

Also after reading the comics a bit I think that Grizzler is my favorite now, I'm always a sucker for the grumpy one of the group ^^