#Weretigers

[thismustbeso]

You Tiger, You Beast (an ode to weretigers)

Tiger Eyes, from Disney’s Wonderful World of Knowledge (1973) / Fire: From a Journal of Love, Anaïs Nin / TIGER / x / Moon step (2016), Shinya Tamai / Even the Tiger Stopped to Listen to her Tale, Mary Alayne Thomas / The Rival, Ariel: Poems, Sylvia Plath / The Easy Life in Kamusari, Shion Miura (tr. Juliet Winters Carpenter) / Crouching Tiger, Liu Kuiling

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[onespacedown]

Terrible paranormal romance plot of the day: a werelion and a weretigress fall in love, but theirs is a forbidden love. Not because of racism, but because wereligers, being absolutely huge, stand out way too much, and their existence threatens the masquerade.

[selkie-husband]

weretigers 👉👈🥺💖

[thehauntedrocket]

Vintage Magazine - Dragon #093 (Jan1985)

[wayward-delver]

Beastkin Lore and Trans-Coded Werewolf compilation cause I am too impatient to wait for the anime.

Also, Laios being Laios called out for it.

[monstersholygrail]

You, a cute Deer hybrid foolishly make another attempt to get away from your Tiger hybrid bf’s grip while his tongue ravishes you in the name of “grooming.” You huff, slumping against his paws that encircle your body.

He chuckles darkly, the sound sending a chill down your spine. You try as hard as you can to not appear as aroused that you are by it, but when you hear him inhale sharply you know he’s picked up on the scent of lust that seeps from your pores.

“It’s no use trying to get away from me, mate.” You can’t help but whimper, the jittering buzz of restlessness coursing through your pent up body.

“I wanna run,” you whine, looking longingly toward the grassy distance even as you arch into his embrace. A part of you resisting possibly because you know how wound up it makes him.

A second later the tiger’s prickly tongue resumes its course of lapping up and down your exposed throat and you shiver, resisting a pleased sigh that begs to be released. A rumble passes through his chest as he soaks up your warmth, his protective instincts roaring to life at your irritating insistence.

“If you run then you get dirty and then you will be right back here in my enduring embrace with no chance of escape,” he growls, not completely hating the idea for a moment. The idea of caring for his mate’s body as much as he wrecks it an intriguing one. So why not do both?

Even with his warning you don’t stop your wriggling. Of course you don’t. Not when the urge to run and burn off your energy is pumping through your veins. You don’t even notice how your endless squirming has you grinding into your bf’s dick, causing it to harden and stir to life. Bringing forth its need to hunt and make its prey submit. He rumbles huskily in your ear, jerking forward and pinning you down with his hips.

“Stop your moving this instant or I’ll make you,” he threatens with that deadly rasp in his tone that would’ve had you baring your neck for him in an instant if you were paying any attention.

Your damn squirming doesn’t stop and it’s even worse now that his aching cock is nestled right between your plump thighs. His red bulging tip dribbling pre-cum. The fact that you don’t even notice as it leaks down onto your exposed slit is his last straw.

“That’s fucking it. You’re done for.”

Chilling noises leave him as he leans back and yanks your ass up into the air. Flipping your dress up and fully exposing your glistening pussy to the cold air as you help in surprise. That yelp quickly growing into a full-blown cry as before you realize what’s going on, your bf slips his entire length inside your warm wet cunt in a single thrust.

He doesn’t bother waiting for you to adjust before he starts slamming his cock along your quivering walls. His claws digging into your fur to keep you perfectly still for his onslaught. You hadn’t given him a moment of relief and he plans on affording you the same courtesy. Growls tear from his throat at how tight you are, especially as your pretty pussy clenches down on him like the good Doe you are.

You moan wildly, your body buzzing as it finally gets the exercise it truly needed. You try and meet his thrusts but your bf roars in protest, his claws sinking deeper into your flesh. Snapping his cock inside you with brutal thrusts, using your body like a fleshlight. Fucking into you with no restraint and unleashing all his pent up frustrations on you. Just like him your climax sneaks up on you and completely overwhelms you with endless shocks of pleasure. Your body shakes as he doesn’t stop, prolonging the buzzing inside you and you have a feeling he’s not gonna stop for a long time…

With each orgasm that wracks through your form, your body grows weaker. The only thing keeping you upright anymore is your bf’s claws still sunk into your hips. Drool pools from your lips as he pumps inside your pussy just right. Clearly aiming for his own release as few thrusts later he’s spilling himself deep inside you, filling your spent cunt to the brim with his cum. A sweet little reward for how good you were for him.

“Look at you. So perfect like this,” he says in awe, his claws scraping up and down your back in a way that has you moaning weakly.

Your body is so perfectly still, your mind completely fucked out. He now has you exactly how he needs you. With you no longer able to move, your bf leans over you, cock still fully sheathed inside you, and resumes his grooming. This time with no interrupts besides the occasional whimper.

[concoctionboy]

Everyone's concerned about the werewolves and nobody thinks of the wererats and weretigers and werenumbats and werecoatimundis...

reminder that jan. 6 is the first full moon of 2023 and that it’s literally called the WOLF MOON so keep your eyes on your werewolf

[dark-moonlust]

Your weretiger mate chases you through the jungle. It leads to the steamiest sex you’ve ever had.

The chase was on. Your weretiger was eager to fuck you and that fact alone sent dark, pleasurable shivers down your spine.

“Not much longer, mate,” you heard his growing voice cutting through the night.

You kept pumping your legs but your heart pounded in your chest like a drum.

“You can’t outrun me. I’ll catch you and once I do…”

And he did catch you.

Body shaking, he claimed you. Thoroughly. You felt waves of bliss crashing over you while he kept fucking you, his slams becoming more urgent, more demanding, until with a roar, he buried himself to the hilt, his barb swelling and stretching you. He knotted you and spurted thick streams of cum and you came again, whining and shoving at him fruitlessly.

[ovalleba]

Rejecting His Mate #blitz

Title: Rejecting His Mate Series: The Wolves of Black Mountain #1 Author: Jess Storm Genre: Paranormal Romance Tropes: Rejected Mates/Fated Mates Release Date: March 31, 2023 BLURB I’m promised to the alpha’s son, a powerful wolf shifter who will one day take over our pack. When my wolf fails to manifest during my first moon ceremony, my chosen mate publicly and brutally rejects me. Shunned…

[marsuro]

New tiger Zoros for your blog

[mothonthewall]

[werewolfaday]

day 289

[lucklessrat]

but moonlight will never hurt you

(Bonus:)

[evermorethecrow]

BEAST BENEATH THE MOONLIGHT! 🐯 🐅 🌙 🌺

More versions under cut (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)vv

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[ttrpg-smash-pass-vs]

ITS THE SMASH OR PASS TOURNAMENT FINALE!

It's time to see which tiger reigns- wait, what's that? Is that....ITS THE BARLGURA WITH A STEEL CHAIR!!!!

What? Did you forget? Loser's bracket winner is finally back and performing for you with a triple finish!

On the left, Barlgura! a 5-8 foot tall (1.5-2.5 m) demon. They're telepathic, change their fur color to show thier mood, and turn invisible if you're into that. They're also surprisingly chill unless provoked. Unlike most demons they don't really get much pleasure in bullying the weak without reason, and would rather just be left alone to do their thing and draft dodge.

In the middle, Weretiger. Can become a tiger, a person, or a larger tiger-person hybrid with a husky voice and tendency to roll thier R's. They like to keep tidy little cottagecore cabins in the woods, full of herb gardens and cats and poultry and such. They tend stay near people because they like occasional company and have favored mates, but not too close because they value privacy and don't care to spread thier curse (why make more hunting competition).

On the right, Rakshasa! 6‒7 ft (1.8‒2.1 m), with low ranking ones being shorter. Illusions, mind control, invisibility, mage hand, flight, backwards hands, riches and nobility, they've got it all! As if most of you needed anything past first glance.

[flamie-42]

A undiscovered hilarity of Fukazawa’s powers that I don’t think we talk about enough

Fukazawa: *proud* You did a good job today, Dazai. *fatherly pats his shoulder*

Dazai: thanks President

*from the other room*

Kunikida: DAZAI STOP TOUCHING THE PRESIDENT

Atsushi: *tiger roar*