missing bear


I called together a teddy bear tea party and invited a few of my favorite cubs to join, including my flower print teddy Twill, my frosted teddy Crackers, Miss Bear’s Dream, Rilakkuma, and Stitches (who could barely keep his eyes open for the affair).

Guys, I’ve decided: I’m finished with the real world and am taking up permanent residence in this one.

Chaos Reigns Chapter 36- Invincible

Trigger Warnings: Language, smutish behaviour, food kink? animal death


I find her on the couch, feet up on the coffee table, with Kitty sprawled across her lap eating chicken wings and giving the remains to the cat while watching Adventure Time. It’s perfection in its most basic form. I see Kitty reach for one she isn’t done with and quickly smacks her nose.

“No! Bad girl!” Kitty growls and gets up, sauntering over in my direction, catching Chaos’s attention.

“Hey baby girl, did you miss me? Is momma bear being a grouchy bitch?” I squat down and address the Jaguar, scratching her ears and stroking her back before she heads off outside. I watch from my position before looking over to see Chaos smiling.

“If you’ve brought my doughnuts I may no longer be grouchy.”

“I might have…they’re in the kitchen.” I lean over the back of the couch, kissing her chicken winged lips, before reaching over and taking one off the plate she has next to her, she growls like a dog at it too, watching my hand her lip pulled up in the corner.

“Fuck off, you have at least a kilo there!” I tell her, before walking down the hall to get changed.

“A kilo I have every intention of eating, asswipe!” She yells after I’ve left the room.

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Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.