#Intrepid bunnies

[strangeconnoisseurhologram]

DO IT AGAIN WITH INTREPID BUNNIES

Lou logged in with chaos on his mind.

The one where they’re derailed before Brennan finishes his intro, Lou makes up half the questions and tag-teams the rest with Brennan, and Zac is the confirmed required ingredient for a rollicking episode despite attempts to tug at the reins.

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[he3ts]

CRAWLING TOWARDS THE BUNNY

pairings: rockstar!nam gyu x blind!reader

warnings: smut, self esteem issues, reader's family is just shit, praise, reader is blind and insecure, also this is an AU, where nam gyu is just a rockstar (in this AU he might do drugs), oc!nam gyu

notes: i love this man, sorry is my sentence, english is not my first language, don't be angry

The stadium was packed to capacity, so much so that its members almost struggled to breathe or stand still, feeling all their toes tingle from the excitement, and anxiety advance thick in their throats. If there was one thing the immoderate fans hated, it was waiting under the stage for the band to show up, intrepid to sing along and rampage until they were out of breath and voice.

It had always been difficult for Nam Gyu to keep his private life at a distance with the mask he created for himself. The mask he always formed thanks to their agency, buying headlines only for marketing and gossip purposes, being the center of attention was not right for someone like him, but that was the price to pay if one wanted to be eternal and famous.

And while the kids huddled down there basked in unrestrained anticipation, three young rock stars stood backstage as they waited for news. Nam Gyu walked back and forth, the soles of his shoes were as if worn out, his long, wavy hair was free of any pigtails. The jeans he wore were baggy with holes at the knees, and the tank top, short, that he wore showed off the tattoo that laced his belly. One among many.

Of all his tattoos, where some were merely ink drawings done to let off steam, that was the only one he really cared about.

It was delicate and small, almost invisible at a considerable distance, covering part of his belly toward the left aligned with his navel. To many it might have looked pathetic for someone like him. A tiny bunny, standing on his paws with his ears high and alert, richly shaded on the inside as if to make up for the absent color.

One could not see the eyes, for they were both covered with threads that formed twists and lines. Lines everywhere, in front of the little animal's eyes and wrapped around its little legs as if it were suspended in the air. As if it were a mannequin supported by other people. Most of his tattoos were done for aesthetic purposes only, because they made him feel good. But that one was almost childish and fine compared to all the tattoos he hid on his skin. That one was for you.

Done last summer, it had hurt a little in that spot, but your happiness could feel it coming out of every pore in your skin.

"I want to get a tattoo"

He had said to you, with that idea that had been rattling around in his mind for a while already, you had been lying on his chest, naked and with your hand caressing his chest, starting from his exposed neck down to his lower belly. You had moved your feet between the blankets, to get closer to him, you had touched his side to urge him on.

"For you"

You had raised your head slightly shocked by that statement, your sweet cheeks now pink, your eyes open, but still uncertain of where he was. Nam Gyu almost got excited at all that affection he had not received from anyone for years.

"For me?"

You had said shyly, and he touched your nose with a finger until it descended to your lips. You leaned back again, sleeping, on his sweaty chest, pointing to the uninjured part that at the time was not yet covered with ink.

"Do it here, then. I won't see it, but at least I'll know it's always been here, next to my face when I sleep on you"

You had created irregular circles there where you had pointed your finger, laughing when Nam Gyu resumed massaging your hair. He left you quietly to rest before he continued the conversation.

"And what do you think you're doing, mh? A warped heart? A pair of sunglasses?"

"Nam Gyu! I don't deny that as an option it would be consonant. But... No, do you like rabbits? Father had given me a rabbit when I was seven years old. Only my mother was not that fond of having animals in the house. But I swear I could distract myself thanks to that little fur ball''

You paused slightly from that speech that had taken your breath away, picking up again soon after, a jaunty little smile parting your cheeks.

"I never saw his face, but it was soft and squeaky all the time"

He had seen it in your lifeless eyes: joy. As you talked about your only pet, or when he kissed your lips intent on fulfilling your every request. And he had. Right there, where you had first pointed, a small animal. Terrible and innocent.

But now there was no trace of you backstage, not even a shadow of your face, the trail of smoke coming from the stage stunned him completely and he resumed walking frequently. He knew very well that you were not a concert girl, allergic to the presence of other people, from the crowd and the air that was missing, even though Ji-Min was constantly trying to integrate you. Sometimes you were even afraid of his fans.

Nam Gyu looked at his manager, intent on looking trepidatiously at his watch attached to his wrist.

"Five minutes, guys. Nam Gyu, are you ready?"

Not ready at all, he nervously touched the black pick hanging on his chest. The concert was due to start any minute and he seemed more engrossed in someone's arrival than the show itself. Then, a voice, hair pulled back into a tail, and a purse hitting the side.

"Sorry for the delay"

Ji-Min was a complete stranger in the place where she was. She was perfect, a complete bombshell. Enchanting in everyone's eyes. With her strawberry blond hair and pastel pink dress that left her long legs exposed. White tennis shoes and light makeup. He looked disappointed to see her alone, without anyone's company.

"Where is Y/n?"

It was the first question he managed to ask her, not even a good evening or a smile to greet her. Ji-Min turned her face toward him, after placing a gentle kiss on the lips of Jeff, the bass player, disappointment on her face.

"I tried to convince her," she said after greeting him as well, seeing her arms shaken with tremors and fears. Although he had finally expected it, you were his complete opposite.

"I... I'm sorry"

She hugged him, and Nam Gyu tried to appreciate her affection, wishing only for your own arms. That was their first concert in New York and you were not there, he thought he could not carry on a concert without you.

But he had to brace himself, because now Jeff was squeezing him by the arm.

His heart broke as he reached the still dark stage with only screaming and cackling, the frenzy the audience felt was surreal and full of affection, and he hoped he was doing his best not to think about you anymore.

That you were not there.

He had wished in those two years to have his own apartment to share with you,but never, as in that moment, did he want to slow his steps and turn back. That was supposed to be the best night of his life, living his concert with you next to him. You hadn't shown up, causing him only mixed insecurities, was he doing the right thing with you? Had he completely freed you from his thoughts?

It had been complicated to bring you out of your shell, even with the help of psychological support, but maybe he still didn't feel you were ready. Ready to let you go completely.

He rubbed his eyes hollowed out by deep circles under his eyes, getting out of the car to reach his apartment. It had been complicated even moving from your home, Nam Gyu admitted, America was nothing like a state like Korea.

Yet there he was, his sweaty hair stuck to his face, his feet broken from the constant movement on the stage, and his arms smeared with the marker he had used to sign some autographs. The only thing he wanted to do was to return to your ''home,'' nothing else. He opened the door with his keys, clicking the lock three times, the tranquility of that rented apartment for those days giving him the same peace of mind. He closed the door behind him, throwing his jacket, slung over his shoulder, on the drawer in front of the door, joined by the keys to his car and the front door.

Tentatively he looked for the interlocutor and with a click turned on the light by the door. He did not expect to see you lying on the sofa, a blanket covered your body up to your chin, wrapped in that cocoon with your eyes closed. You didn't even look like you were sleeping, you were just silent. As if you were angry with him.

Nam Gyu raised an eyebrow as he advanced toward the sofa, your blindness stick resting on the floor and the abat jour illuminating your forehead.

"Y/n?" He alluded, closing the television turned on to a channel unknown to him, you had moved under the covers betrayed by your half-closed, blind eyes.

"I know you're awake"

The whole situation seemed absurd to him, not knowing why you were keeping such an obvious pout. He bent on his knees, reaching up to the height of the chair, a finger landed on your immaculate nose crushing it.

"God, you just can't fake it," he concluded, rolling his eyes as you wrinkled your nose, then covered yourself more with the blanket.

No trace of a smile, the one you always reserved only for him, he continued to joke about that situation but the mood and your behavior was not going particularly well for him.

Locked in your hide-and-seek, he did not give up, but stood up completely. He looked down at you feeling the weight of his pants on him, he just wanted to change and go back to talking to you.

"Why didn't you come with Ji-Min tonight?" he crossed his arms, repeatedly moving his foot on the floor like a tic. He was about to give in and leave that way before you grumbled your first word. A sign that you still had a voice and vocal cords.

"My business, what does it matter?" you had said releasing your face. Your hair had gone everywhere like a nest, he flashed the urge to go to your height as before to fix it for you.

"Have you eaten at least?"

"No"

"Are you hungry?"

"Leave me alone"

You had whispered as if you didn't care, but noticing that Nam Gyu had moved away, you stood up with your upper body by sliding off the blanket. You were wearing a simple pearl-white nightgown, conflicting with your skin, your hair resting on your bare shoulders, not feeling the cold with the blankets. But now you could all feel the cold running through every muscle.

"Can you explain what's wrong with you?" he asked on nerves, standing in the hall like a fool, watching you move your legs as if to find the end of the couch.

"Did the concert go well?" you glossed over his question, intent on getting up from the couch, your legs sticking out from under the skirt of your nightgown, white and shiny. Framed by your hair you looked more fatal than other times.

"You keep glossing over my question"

"What question?"

Nam Gyu was blatantly annoyed, you could tell by the air, it wasn't enough to see.

"I didn't take a groupie to bed, if that's what you're worried about"

The ticking of a clock had just marked the two o'clock split of the night, thus leading the house into a revolting, gloomy silence.

You were frozen in place, motionless, as you were always used to doing when you still had no one by your side. When you were scolded you stood still, impassive, your hands joined in front of you and your breath concealed. Then your mother would come up to you, with the words she had yelled still in her mouth, as she would throw a mal backhand into your candied face, there you would begin to tremble until you lost control of your movement.

And you would endure. He endured. Too much. So much.

But Nam Gyu was not your mother. He never had been, but for who knows what reason your head was bringing up your former life.

"Sorry," he managed to say, seeing that you were upset as you turned your head in every direction to figure out which side you could escape from. And there was nothing you could do about it, even though you tried with all your might to tell yourself that you were safe from everything: from your mother, from your brother, and from blindness.

Your eyes glistened, and he could not define whether those were tears or it was your simple reflection. It had not been a sly move.

In those moments you longed to be alone and think only of yourself. He could not abandon you, not that time, and, as he had always done when it came to you, he used the gentleness that was needed in certain circumstances.

His feet seemed to slide on the floor, you had lowered your shoulders by tentatively putting a hand in front of you. You had also found him quickly with his help, and when he was closer enough to touch, you drew him toward you by taking his hand.

The soft warmth of his fingers revived you; you thought you were melting from his affection.

He let you and then lowered himself to your level to meet your watchful, attentive ear. You had gasped at that remarkable closeness.

"Sorry"

The hand released from your grasp shifted a tuft of hair bringing it behind your ear, then kissing the top in a gesture of affection. You breathed together, in sync, and that eternal moment seemed endless. You had detached yourself gently, your fingers intertwined to slide your slender, cold arms against his waist, your head settled on his chest, you had let out two deep sighs ready to cry.

You had crouched over him, who massaged the top of your head, curving in on himself to join his cheek with your forehead. Your cheeks resumed your red hue reserved only for Nam Gyu.

You felt his hands roam over your lower back, fearful, memorizing every trace of skin to remind him that you were there. That you were present. That he loved you always. And it wasn't blindness that stopped him anyway.

You had squeezed him until his breath stopped, "So you find beauty in me? Why do you love me?"

"You are the only one who sees the real me, Y/n"

"But I can never give you what you want. I'll never be like those groupies everyone talks about. Beautiful, charming, confident, and seeing.

He huffed.

"My God, Y/n! I don't care, I've never cared about others. I would always, constantly choose you, my love. You, of all people, are worth it, and it won't be my fans, groupies or anyone else who will change my mind."

You had smiled at the last sentence, your hand, first clenched, found Nam Gyu's cheek cuddling his nose and then landed on his full lips.

Nam Gyu focused on you. The faint freckles and the dimple on your chin.

Your scent tasted of stolen years, kisses not given and words not dictated.

"Besides. No one is as perceptive as you, bunny"

"Is that flattery?"

You had giggled to finally rise on your toes to give him a small kiss on the lips. You barely grazed, but that was enough for Nam Gyu's body and brain to work together, again nullifying the space between you. He cupped your face in his cupped hands, covering your lips with his with no escape.

"I don't want groupies," hoarse was his voice, saying those words not too far from your mouth. He didn't want to get away from you, "And I'm in love with you"

You were stuck like wax statues, standing still in that cold hall. You had flinched for a moment, he savored the way you blinked, your lifeless eyes seemed to watch him, beyond blindness. You were trembling all over as he brought your foreheads together.

"Say it again," yours was a whisper.

He smiled complicitly, "I don't want groupies" a hand came down your neck, "And I'm in love with you"

You felt your skin, your heart, every single muscle, like it was on fire. Fiery lava flowed through your veins.

It had been a more passionate and rough kiss that time. More eager than before, one that managed to precipitate all your weaknesses. Nam Gyu hesitated for a second about where to put his hands, basking in your mouth as you gasped lustfully.

Then he took courage by sinking a hand into your hair and a squeeze along your side. Your legs seemed to give way under that warm, welcoming touch.

"Do you doubt my love? What do you want?" he continued now ready for that dialogue with you, even though you had rather drown in his lips than answer some futile question. He pushed you against the kitchen counter, with brief dissent on your part, and pulled away just enough to get you up and sit you on the counter. Both of you were aching from that brief detachment, your legs wrapped around his hips. Both hands in Nam Gyu's long, soft hair, testing your unfailing tact.

Perhaps it was his hoarse, lost voice that had moved you so, you had tried to ignore the burning that sizzled between your thighs, faltering miserably.

"Y/n..." His hands rose to take your face as your noses brushed and foreheads touched.

"Mhmh" You had moaned wanting and lost in his lips. He tugged your hair lightly in his grip, becoming firm but gentle as always. That moment was like drugs, it was love, anguish and the desire to understand each other.

"Say it, little girl," muttered Nam Gyu, in a fit of nerves.

"I want you. Right now. I need you"

"I miss you," he whispered against your earlobe as he bent you over the counter with each push, "Oh, please, I can't stay away from you"

Things moved so quickly as soon as your lips came together again, your hands working instinctively to remove your already elevated nightgown, his, on the other hand, were busier trying to explore every inch of skin on your exposed neck.

Nam Gyu was your escape. Your cloud. The only thing you could see.

He adjusted your body; he loved having you in that position, so fragile, so beautiful.

He adjusted your legs, to settle better, and his hands ended up playing straight with your hips, "Bunny, I want to ruin you," he murmured against your ear as he lowered himself to give you a kiss on the nape of your neck.

"Nam Gyu-"

He joined you quickly, his mouth found yours with the same passion as before, he couldn't get enough of it, "You're beautiful" he pulled your lower lip toward him, and smiled with red cheeks. He was drugged. All those years of doing heroin could not compare with your body.

"Oh" you had a breathy voice, you didn't know where to put your hands; whether to squeeze his neck or play with his long hair.

"Groupies don't know how to do that," he whispered, squeezing your thighs only to make you whimper. The answer took you by surprise, all you could do was touch him with your mouth full of unrestrained moans. The realization overwhelmed you, taking your breath away. You wanted him.

"I want you" you had said vaguely, your neck filled with sloppy kisses resting on your jaw. He did take off his pants with all too much speed.

Nam Gyu positioned himself better, brushing against your intimacy before entering you completely. Little gasps and your cries turned into actual cries of pleasure, you clutched his hair as he sank his hands into your thighs. His head tilted back, and though you couldn't see it, he knew you were pleased.

"My love," he whispered, foreheads attached and noses close together, "You are beautiful. Fucking, beautiful," he descended lower, kissing you toward the path of your neck. You grabbed his back, bringing the kisses together, "You are mine"

You had never felt so loved.

He gripped your hips with more vigor, moving his pelvis back and forth, he could see your breasts moving under your nightgown. He wanted to touch you again, but you were so wet that slipping between your folds had proved easier than expected.

You had moaned as you yielded your head on his shoulder, "What is it?" he asked you in a voice laced with moans. Your eyes were closed, your legs squeezing his hips. He was yours. You had every right to be jealous of him.

"Nothing"

You had gasped at the feeling of his cock sliding through your folds deeper. As if to punish you. Nam Gyu could hear your soft moan as you came on him. Trembling. Timid.

You came with a cry, flexing your hands in his as your body tensed and then relaxed as he whispered disconnected words. At that point his hands melted away; he had looked deeply at you before embracing you. One hand was knotted in your hair while the other grazed your back. The subtle sheen of sweat forming on his skin once again was more enticing than it probably seemed.

"I'll always catch up with you, bunny"

MASTERLIST.

[hazelfoureyes]

IM HOPING AND PRAYING THAT IN YOUR RUTTING FIC WITH BUN READER ALASTOR’S MEATY CLAWS ARE ON READERS TAIL…I was thinking about that today and then though hermmmmm if I were a bunny which would kick in first for me in this situation fight or flight? A better question I asked myself was what would be left, my answer was compliance. (*´-`)

The tuff of fur wriggles frantically within his grasp as your heart thumps fiercely against your chest. It’s rhythm is akin to past instances where your foot meet the floor in annoyance, effectively correcting any displeasure. The irony nearly shifts the high-pitched cry lodged in your throat into an intense growl. A sound you’re sure would have shocked you as much as the brute above you. A sound you didn’t know you were capable of making. Your rising adrenaline parallel the courage building within your feeble body. Foolish, though it can't be helped, it's a natural response within all animals alike; a shared makeup that has you tethering on the line of retaliation…His brutal tug has a pained whimper forced from your throat; the blooming ache settles deep within tissue and muscle. Intrepidity has damned you. You’re weak. Inside and out. How dare you assume you both share anything more than a prey’s appearance? How silly of you to think you’re the same, bound by a scientific definition. Has he not disproved that already? After all, he’s a wolf in deer’s clothing, and you’re just a fearful little bunny.

first of all

Of goddamn course

Second of all

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third of all

there’s a third response called FREEZE and that’s gonna be also showing up for as long as that’ll last before compliance and submission 😂

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[serahadmoni]

Writing Woes and Iron Flame Head Scratching

After a week spent trying to gather momentum on my Bodhi POV right before Xaden departs for Samara, I'm crying uncle. (I mean, I can barely think about Liam's death. I don't know why I thought I could write in the aftermath of it with anything resembling composure.) Getting my hands around the many-layered emotional damage will have to wait until I can muddle through without weeping openly into my keyboard.

In the interim, I was attacked by a plot bunny (as one often is) and so have spent the majority of the morning pondering the timeline in the immediate aftermath of the journal heist. And it...

It doesn't make sense. Or maybe it does, in hindsight?

Bear with me.

So after narrowly escaping the Archives, our intrepid band of heroes parts ways. Some to create distractions. Some to care for the wounded. Xaden and Violet ascend to the courtyard and share a Moment in a shadowed alcove. Xaden retrieves the rucksack he previously planted and exeunts stage left without passing GO or collecting $200.

Which makes perfectly sound, strategic sense. Separate the journals as quickly as possible.

However...Violet is taken immediately thereafter. She spares a moment to ponder their success and remark that while it's not an immediate fix, they've at least made some progress. If I'm being generous, the elapsed time between Xaden's departure and Violet's encounter with Nolon is twenty minutes. (In reality, more like ten and even that's pushing it.) This would give Xaden time to make it to the flight field, mount, and possibly launch provided Sgaeyl is waiting for him.

Unfortunately, that also means he's still well within range of the bond when Violet drinks the lemonade, realizes what's happening, and cries out to Tairn. Even if they immediately knocked her out...hell, especially if they immediately knocked her out, Tairn would have been alerted. As was established during land nav:

While Violet's side of the bond is muffled, Tairn can hear and sense her even after they've dosed her with the serum.

Both Sgaeyl and Tairn would be completely aware of what they were trying to accomplish and would thus be attuned to any deviations from normal behavior. Long story short, when Violet stopped responding, Tairn would have told Sgaeyl and Sgaeyl, Xaden.

Which should have turned him around immediately. IMMEDIATELY.

If they were already in flight, it's possible Sgaeyl had an opportunity to talk him off the ledge. To impress upon him how going in there throwing shadows around without an airtight extraction strategy was reckless and pointless. Especially after the previous round of interrogation where Varrish straight up confesses he considers Violet the bait and Xaden the target.

All of which leads to the realization (one everyone else perhaps already had):

Xaden and Sgaeyl knew Violet had been taken before they left Basgiath airspace the night of the heist.

The questions that remain are:

When does everyone else find out?

How does everyone else find out? Does Tairn tell Cuir? Or Feirge? Or are our Basgiath cadets left in the dark for a time? They discover her empty room and a bed that hasn't been slept in?

Was Violet's squad informed that Xaden was working on a solution? Someone must have told them. Otherwise they would have made an attempt on Sunday. Possibly Monday. No way any of them would have simply sat idly by knowing Violet had been taken and was at Varrish's mercy.

Even if they were told, how the hell did Bodhi manage to keep them from mounting a rescue mission for a full four days?

Inquiring minds...

[nightguide]

ALBUM ANNOUNCEMENT: GIRLS ALOUD

GIRLS ALOUD: FUNNY, AREN’T YA

LSER FT. THE SATURDAYS, YUNG GRINCH

SHADY MISS LATELY

FUNNY, AREN’T YA

CRY ME A LOVE LETTER FT. JASON DERULO, PARAMPARA TANDON

FCKED UP MR REEVES SANTANA LOPEZ FT. LUKE COMBS, LEOSTAYTRILL

FUNNY ENOUGH, HA. HA. HA. GOT YOU BITCH

DOLLAR SIGN

WUV SCNE FT. CHARLI XCX, MIA KELLY,

MAKEOUT POINT FT. LORD HURON, RIHANNA, WAHID

LITTLE MISS INTREPID FT. ROBYN

CLOSER FT. AGNES

FLICK FT. GREEN DAY, MILEY CYRUS

HEN-DO FT. SUGABABES

KATE MOSS FT. COLDPLAY, JIMIN, ARIANA GRANDE, SHILPA, NE-YO

DIGIT FT. THE VERVE

MENDLER FT. LINNA RIAZ, ANNA KENDRICK

TOON TRICKS FT. BASTILLE, TIERRA WHACK, TYLER THE CREATOR, A$AP ROCKY

NEON WATERS FT. JONAH KAGEN, NIRVANA

LITTL BIT TOO MUCH FOR YA FT. LITTLE MIX, LEA MICHELE, PULKIT SAMRAT

BUNNY BOO FT. SABRINA CARPENTER

CHRYSLER’S ANGELS FT. WE ARE LADY PARTS, YUNG BLUD

KISS KISS KISS FT. CARDI B, NICKI MINAJ, GLORILLA, AMBER RILEY, RICK ROSS

10 FT. RAYE (KATY B REMIX)

YOUR LOW FT. LISA

LIP STICK FT. RHCP, DEMI LOVATO

IMAGINARY FT. ZENDAYA, BELLA THORNE (LINNA RIAZ REMIX)

MATCHSTICKS FT. NXGHT!, FAOUZIA, TAYLOR ACORN, ROYKSOPP

BADDY FT. TEDDY SWIMS, TOMMY RICHMAN, LADY GAGA, NEELKAMAL SINGH

SONIC ORGASM FT. JACK RIDDIFORD

BAM

FOR YOU FT. MONALI THAKUR, THE KID LAROI (DEMI LOVATO COVER)

RIPPED FR. CHAPPELL ROAN, ROYAL AND THE SERPENT, INA WROLDSEN

NO MERCY FT. ADELE, WEEKND, NEHA

KITTEN FT. LP, PITBULL, TRIPTI DIMRI

DOWN FT. FIFTH HARMONY (BELANGER REMIX)

ON THE NIGHT FT. REX ORANGE COUNTY, TRAVIS SCOTT, TAYLOR SWIFT, J-LO

RED APPLE FT. BAD BUNNY, KANIKA KAPOOR

FUN LOVE FT. PUSSYCAT DOLLS, DUA LIPA

BLACK CAB FT. PLAN B

HOMELESS FT. ED SHEERAN, SARA KAYS, ARIJIT SINGH

[lostplotbunniesbg3]

Mephistopheles x tav/reader & Raphael x tav/reader (no incest, just shitty dad stealing his kids obsession)

The idea:

Mephistopheles finds out about how Tav/reader is the one to convince astarion to end the profane ascension ritual, basically stealing 7 THOUSAND souls from him... He's not pleased. So, he steals tav and keeps them as a "pet" (how that is done I'd up to you guys 👀) after the whole elderbrain thing is done because he's annoyed and it's an effective punishment.

Raphael is PISSED. Tav was supposed to be HIS. Not only does his dad take the crown, but ALSO his new obsession. So, he starts getting pissy and goes to Cania to demand tav be given to him instead. Of course, Mephistopheles looks at the Cambion with the most deadpan of deadpans and tells him to fuck off.

Tav, is honestly not happy to be with either devil, but they'd choose the overly ambitious Cambion over the SECOND MOST POWERFUL ARCHDEVIL anyday. So, they end up doing anything to assist Raphael in his endeavor of stealing them back.

Two endings (or your own interpretation!)

Raphael wins!!! He successfully steals back Tav. Leaving Mephistopheles proud enough to let it slide.

Or

Mephistopheles wins... and successfly coerces tav into a contract, (where they won't turn into a lemure...) and raphael is forced to watch while looking like a sad soggy seal :(

A Heist Bunny, With Tav As A Treasure?! Raphael/Tav vs Mephistopheles/Tav

An Arch-devilish suggestion with this plot bunny, pitting fiend against fiend, father against son, fighting over Tav (or a reader) as the prize? Between a Hell and a Hot Place (like rock and a hard place? No?...), an intrepid adventurer finds themselves in quite the tricky situation.

Plenty to toy with here with some pet play kink, a little dubcon flavour here with captivity and its implications if you're looking at the more kinky angle of the pet part, so do remember to add in your CWs if you take this one on.

There is more to examine here from Raphael's feelings too. It could be a simple case of a possession, or perhaps he cares a little more than he means to? Sometimes it takes losing a thing to realise how much one valued it, after all...

So, would you like to take on a battle of the fiends, with Tav/reader as their trophy? Adopt this devilish little bunny to see how deep into the hells the rabbithole might go...

[unethicallypleistocene]

I'll start you off with an easy one... new plot bunny for LOTR?

Thank you!!

name: Nýr, daughter of Nordri

age: 57

sexuality: Demisexual

job: Swordsmith

love interest: Merry Brandybuck

5 adjectives to describe them: Cheery, witty, capable, brusque, intrepid.

Nýr has always been the pride of her family- taking on the ancestral craft, becoming one of the most skilled swordsmiths Erebor has ever had the pleasure of knowing. After decades of ceremonial daggers and decorative axes, she's aching for a challenge. When the newly-crowned King of Gondor sends out a summons for an armorer, Nýr packs up her forge and sets off to equip the army for hunting down Mordor's remaining forces. When she's greeted at the gates by a pack of drunken hobbits, she finds herself wondering how much of an adventure she really wanted.

[sweettoothvn]

Sweet Tooth Character Questions (part 1)

On the discord server we have a lot of people ask for scenarios on how the Sweet Tooth cast would react if (insert thing) So i've decided to share some of those questions with you all! Of course if you're interested in joining us, the link is on the pinned message, or here

Questions and Answers under the cut!

"Sweet tooth cast bad habits?"

Andre has a lead foot, drives too fast and too recklessly. He also rarely sleeps and mixes coffee with energy drinks.

Casey chews his lips sometimes or even his hair when he gets nervous. Recently Kieran bought him one of those chew stim toys though.

Chrys yanks her collar when she gets nervous, stretched out a few shirts from that.

David bounces his leg when he's particularly anxious. He also puts the worst things he can find in his coffee, anything to keep him awake, he cant sleep, shouldn't sleep, he wont allow it. He also smokes and has a drinking problem,,,

Eddie, like his father (Brook), chews his nails or picks at scabs. His posture could use some work too. Phelo (another one of his dads) claims he swears too much but he thinks "Phelo is a fuckin pussy for not swearin so much" so who knows.

Kieran smokes typically when he's stressed... which is quite often. In the past he used to tug on his hair a lot, now a days you'll see him run his hand through his hair. This usually shows he's going through some bad shit.

Noble is amongst our smokers, only smoking more products than the other three. Anything that could get him high enough to not feel it going in him, no matter how. Kleptomania is another habit he needs to kick. Someday.

Zach is the last of our smokers, probably smokes more than Kieran, but not as much as Noble. Most of his other bad habits include fidgeting, lying, and saying 'yes' to everything

"How do the Sweet Tooth cast go about winning over their crush?"

Andre is big on cooking so obviously he's going to try and win them over by showing off how much he can feed them. Based on how much they can feed him then that means he can support them financially so therefore he should be the best choice right? Also food. Its mostly just cause he likes cooking for people.

Casey is going to gift them all sorts of sweets and take them to his favorite places. If they dont have a Sweet Tooth then he makes sure to take them to restaurants that they might enjoy. He wants to have all sorts of experiences with his crush, good or bad. He just wants to be near them.

Chrys is a big foodie herself, similar to Andre, she'll try to impress them with food. Of course, she's not as shy as Andre so she will flirt as much as she can within her crush's comfort level of course. Whatever her crush's interests are she's researched just so she can understand what they're talking about and how to respond accordingly.

David being quite tsundere tends to insult his crush a lot... but in order to impress them he tries to show off how much power he has- not realizing that maybe showing his softer sides like how he cares for his bunnies might be the ticket.

Eddie might try to take them on nature walks or show off his knowledge of the forest or The Intrepid. Maybe he tries to impress them with his survival skills so they feel safe with him.

Kieran is going to show off not only his talents but his body. Typically dressing in particular ways that his crush might find attractive along with being closer to them. He'll flirt and be quite forward with what he wants, thinking that if he appeals to their lust rather than romantic interests that that is the ticket. Hes learning.

Noble bakes as much as he can for his crush, spoiling them whenever he can. He takes photos of them, showing them how beautiful they are and making sure that they know it. If his crush is more on the wild side he would he more willing to do risky feats... and in general...? Well lets say his competition has been thinning out.

Zach typically tries to show off with his art, drawing their favorite characters or animals. He might show off his knowledge with astrology and astronomy, comparing his crush to some of his favorite ancient stories. Constellations were made to help with navigation, and whenever his crush is around he cant help but think of them as the north star or his own personal constellation, knowing he never feels lost with them.

"What does jealousy look like in the cast?"

Andre isnt one to get jealous very easily. He trusts his partner wholeheartedly... but he doesnt trust other people... some people he's okay with them being around, for example he wont get weirded out of Chrys is joke flirting or teasing his partner as he knows that she tends to do that with most people. Now Kieran...? Ohh... oh he better stay away. Especially Noble too.

Casey is a bit insecure about himself. He's shocked that his partner even wanted to go out with him! Him! Of all people! There were better choices out there but they picked him... hems so flattered and touched but... what if they move on...? He simply watches it happen. If his partner pulls away from the person flirting with them, he sighs relieved. But if they flirt back..? Even if its in a way that is meant to trick the other person, well... he cant help but feel a bit upset. Casey is also the type to not stand up for himself but god be damned he will fight for his partner though. If someone touches them, well Kieran sure taught him where and how to punch.

Chrys will get handsy and lean on her partner, try to fluster them and remind them who they belong to and that she belongs to them. This is only of course if she sees someone persistently going after her partner, or if someone she doesnt trust has started talking to her partner. Your lap is now her throne. Good luck~!

David is a gossip king. He'll spread rumors about the person in question who dared to talk to his partner like that... He's hesitant with his partner speaking to Eddie, but he does trust them with Andre, Casey, Chrys, and surprisingly Zach. Anyone else is a definite no. He's probably maybe just a biiit... overprotective and possessive over his partner. Call him crazy all you want but you are his.

Eddie will cause arguments with the person who decided to talk to you like that, how dare they?! Right in front of him too! They dont even to deserve to look at you like that! If it escalates any further well... Eddie is coming home with a couple or several bruises. He's proud regardless, asking for your praise cause he fought for you and not realizing he fought OVER you.

Kieran might try to intimidate or 'seduce' whoever is talking to his partner, trying to take them away from him. He'll make them feel as little as he can and crush their heart with his words. If that doesnt work, well, a little bit of boxing never hurt anyone right?

Noble will be as 'gentle' as he can be. Playing up a sickeningly sweet smile as he takes your hand, pulling you away from whoever you were talking to. If they dont seem to be too much of a threat then he might allow you to talk to them. But if they appear like someone who could ruin what he worked so hard to get? He's going to make sure they dont see you anymore, or another day to be more precise...

Zach was always sure that the people in his life would leave him. Use him up and move on. People are mosquitos, parasites. They always have been. But you... you built him up... you helped him grow... he cant watch as someone tries to take you away... it taking everything in him to be improper and handle the situation immaturely. He talks to you, voicing his insecurity and apologizing for his feelings. But if whoever is talking to you persists, he might not be able to hold onto the little patience he has left and throw a few punches. He doesn't seem like the fighting type but he hits hard

[dizzyizzystiddies]

I love that I started Fantasy High: Junior year before starting watching unsleeping city II and the adventuring party eps for it (E13 intrepid bunnies in particular) bc I can recognise the base concept of the time quangle forming.

[rubylarkspur22]

Random Crossover Idea: Demon Slayer/Barbie in the Nutcracker

Ye Olde Nostalgia kicked in, and refused to let me leave the topic alone.

So! I did what anyone would do when they have plot bunnies without a proper plot. I'm gonna post some random idea vomit, and anyone who stumbles across it and gets inspired is welcome to use the idea vomit with appropriate credit(i.e. tagging me here, or gifting on AO3).

Plot Ideas:

Tanjirou as Clara, Kanao as the story's version of the Nutcracker/Prince Eric. I am a sucker for TanKana, and it honestly kinda fits in my opinion.

Kanao's a doll instead of a nutcracker. I feel it fits her vibe a little better. Plus, it gave me another idea for her! Along with being turned into a doll, if she ever comes back to life, her mouth is sewn shut. Because I'm evil, apparently. Also, it creates fun communication hijinks.

Said communication hijinks includes Tanjirou giving her a notebook, and the poor girl being able to communicate with only him because she only remembers how to write in Japanese. Which isn't used in her fantasy kingdom. So poor Tanjirou has to play interpreter for her to the other members of the group. (Which absolutely includes him reading some choice words she wrote, looking her directly in the eye, and saying "I get the sentiment, but I am not translating that.")

Kanao initially belonged to Nezuko, given as a gift when she was younger. With the financial situation the Kamado family is in, Tanjirou and Nezuko decided to regift doll!Kanao to one of their younger siblings. But, due to age, she needs some touching up. Tanjirou offers to handle it(either Nezuko has a broken hand, or she's swamped with other sewing projects), and this plot gets underway.

The Mouse King is Douma. Who else could I pick, after Kanao got put in the position of Prince Eric? How'd he get the throne? Coup, that's all I got. Kanao got out alive, but got cursed. So he shows up, shenanigans occur, Tanjirou becomes tiny, and the plot goes forth with our intrepid duo searching for the... It's a bit cheesy, I think, but Sun Prince.

Kanao is a feral sword ballerina. Let her kick a** in a tutu, Natasha Romanov Style! She deserves it! Meanwhile, poor Tanjirou just got handed a sword and told to swing it at Douma's soldiers, and he's looking around like "Why did I get a sword? Why am I being trusted with weaponry? I am literally a teenager who's never seen battle. I need an adult!"

In other words, our boy has no battle experience, is very stressed, and needs help

Sanemi and Genya as Major Mint and Captain Candy. I don't know why, but the vibes came to me. Genya still has his gun.

Again, feel free to use any or all of these ideas. And if you do, I'd love to see/read them! In the meantime, have some doodles I did of Kanao, and some art I did of Kanao and Tanjirou.

Local Teenager Dragged Into Fantasyland Revolution by Feral Sword Ballerina, more at 10.

Honestly, with the nostalgia trip I'm on, I might do more of these. Unlikely to become fics of my own, but I could end up doing more of this "Spitballing Ideas For Others To Use" sorta thing.

[bongwaterbunny]

ENRICO'S ONLY.

[CONTENT WARNING ;; HARD TRIGGERS BELOW]

hiya!! this acc is mostly gonna b 4 various fandom (list @ end) rbs n shitposts. im gonna say stupid shit, got a problem w that? block me.

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[sims4t2bb]

weekly update

Hello everyone! As always, you can find this week’s updates under the cut!

— Base Game

The Solidarity, The Epiphany, The Illumination, The Ascension, The Recognizer, The Arcadia, The Resplendent, The Intrepid, The Recondite, and The Renascent conversions by @nonsensical-pixels have been added.

— Expansion Packs

City Living

Picturesque Keramikos Fountain conversion by @lafeeverte-sims has been added.

— Stuff Packs

My First Pet

Rise n Shine Sleepy Bed, Sky Cat Mirror, Tap Tap Table, and Tap Tap Table Mini Backer Kit conversions by @platinumaspiration have been added.

— Kits

Bust the Dust

Dust Bunny conversion by @kayleigh-83 and an edit by @alicestrife have been added.

Dust Bunny and Filth Fiend conversions by @platinumaspiration have been added.

[thekuraning]

Digi-Bro Adventure!

Maybe about two years ago I had a few dedicated digi-bros on Twitter. We all took a who's your digimon partner quiz and I made a(n unfinished) comic about our lil dudes going on an adventure and let them pick the villain and the first digivolutions. Since I don't think I ever put it here... here it is :3

The first prompt: They're going on an adventure together! Who are they going to fight?

The answer was...

Angemon and deltamon!

But what were our intrepid heroes to do.... a poll was cast.... Who should digivolve to save the day: Hagurumon, Impmon, or Psychemon? Or, do they throw the bunny at him? Well, the result was unexpected.....

And while the distraction was in place, the Digi-Bros were given one final instruction: to pick a number between 1 and 50.

Freshly evolved, our intrepid heroes prepared to do battle with the corrupted Angemon and his lackey....

Some say they are still preparing for that battle to this day.....

To be continued........

[infiniteoreos]

I have hit Post Limit so I am responding here:

So Lupin the Third:

This is an Adult series written specifically for Adults. It's crude, sexual, and violent. It is also complex and heartwarming and MOST OF ALL: IT'S HILARIOUS

Lupin III has the slapstick flirty hilarity that original Loony Tunes has but for more adult audiences. Lupin definitely has a joy of life and mischievous Buggs Bunny energy to him.

Arsene Lupin III is the third of a line of master thieves. This manga from the 60's (technically ongoing) and anime from the 80's is (very very very very loosely) based off of the french Arsene Lupin stories where Famous detective Herlock Sholmes chases after the titular master theif who bests Herlock on many occasions. (Originally it was Arsene Lupin v Sherlock Holmes but that was a very early and famous case of IP/Copyright and his name was changed).

Lupin's partners Jigen Daisuke (half Italian and half Japanese raised in NY half his life) and Goemon Ishikawa XIII (descended from a Samurai theif from IRL history) work with him to pull off incredible capers.

Goemon is a master swordsman with yakuza history and Jigen is a master marksman with mob history.

Lupin is in love with Fujiko Mine another master theif (imo) who is the femme Fatale of the series. She's sometimes a member of the gang and sometimes not. Lupin will do almost anything to get into her pants and she uses that to her advantage regularly to manipulate him into stealing things for her. She's sort of similar to Nami from One Piece in a lot of ways.

Zenigata is the intrepid Inspector/Detective thats chasing after our titular theif and his gang. He's a lot like Gumshoe from Ace Attorney. He's sweet, and deeply cares about Justice and Lupin is his Arch Rival. His luck is terrible and his pay is low but the people that love him are very loyal. He will chase Lupin to the ends of the earth. He's a major comic relief character even in the more serious entries.

Hayao Miyazaki worked on Lupin III in the second half of the first arch Green Jacket and the movie Castle of Cagliostro was his first big movie break. They're beautiful to watch and very heartwarming and he had a lasting effect on the media canon.

A lot of this information will be repeated in the video essays I'm about to reccomend but honestly she'll do a WAAAAY better job of singing this series praises than I will.

Check out the video essays by @infinitesnowpro (Infinite Snow Productions on youtube).

Her essays -Miyazaki's Lupin- and - The Mystery of Mamo (Will be in the Criterion Collection) - are fantastic and the Miyazaki Lupin video confirmed some of my suspicions about Green Jacket.

She goes over good places to start in the video but if you want a small taste : Lupin the 3rd The First is on Netflix I believe. It'll give you an idea of what the characters are generally like.

Some of the series is on TMJ's official YouTube. They actually put a lot of their stuff on their channel for free. Not just Lupin stuff.

My favorite arch is Red Jacket the second arch but I watched Red Jacket for the first time back in the mid to late 00's so it'll always have a special place in my heart. ❤

If you like funny cops vs robbers type storylines and like a lot of the tropes of detective or heist media I think you'd like it. It's a very fun watch.

It's infinitely memeable and there's a ton of hilarious shorts compilations and soundbites floating around the internet.

The music is fantastic btw. There's compilations on youtube thst are like an hour or more in length under funny names that reference memes and they're nice to listen to while doing housework. -It's a beautiful morning and you're a Terrible Theif- or -A five minute egg cooks in 5 minutes- etc.

Bonus: As a series for adults with adult characters it will appeal to Middle Aged Men Enthusiasts so even if that's all anyone takes out of it I've still done my job promoting it. o7

sounds cool as fuck 👍

[mikeys-jellycat-selection]

Jellycat Review: Bashful Bunny (medium, apple) 🎀

It's almost Easter time. My store has just completed our yearly "Bunny Buy" in anticipation of the influx of Rabbit Enthusiasts. I wade through seas of Bashful Bunnies every single day, and to be honest, I'm not crazy about them. But what's this? A single Bunny in particular catches my eye. It's lime green (green is one of my favorite colors), it has a cute white tail, and its flopped over from a severe stuffing deficit. Apple is one of my favorite words, and this particular beast is irresistibly flopsy, so I'm unable to restrain myself from purchasing my first Bashful Bunny...

The specs 🎀

Fur texture: 7/10

Bashful Bunnies are soft. Their fur is pretty inoffensive... it has a nice, pleasant silkiness that unfortunately gets disheveled rather easily. I can't really rate it too low because jellycat fur, even at its most average, is way more pleasant that the norm, but compared to the "Beautifully Scrumptious" fur of the coveted smudge collection, it's nothing to write home about.

Design: 6/10

Something about the Bashful Bunnies... They're not ugly by any sense of the word, but personally, I'm not super fond of them. Their arms are very thin in person, their faces are occasionally laughably malformed, and their noses are just a bit too big for my tastes. HOWEVER... The brightly colored spring Bunnies of the most recent release are pretty adorable! Their precious white tails add a great pop of contrast, and the vibrant colors just add a special something to their design that I feel the more muted BB's lack. I appreciate their large ears, though, and they're pleasant to hold. Their necks fit well in my hand, and those long ears are great for grabbing and stroking. My bunny is slightly understuffed, which I adore, since slouchy plushies have a great appeal to me. Keep in mind that every bashful bunny has a unique face, so I recommend purchasing in person, if at all possible.

Size: 8/10

Medium BB's are superior to their larger counterparts, in my opinion. They can sit in your hand, provide an acceptable hug, and be carried around easily. They're not TOO small, at a respectable H12" × W5" inches, but they're not particularly big either. A great every day plush that fits in a bag or can be carried around somewhat discreetly.

Accessibility:

As of 2/13/23, Bashful Bunnies are literally everywhere. They're one of, if not the most, beloved and well known jellycat designs, so they're not in danger of retirement any time soon. If you can't find a bunny in the Apple color, they also have Zingy (chartreuse), Fern (a softer, more understated green), and Forest (a deep, darker green). Retail price is $25.00 (all BB's are), and the second hand market seemingly isn't asking for too much. You can find an Apple bunny if you look.

Overall 🎀

I like my Apple Bunny! I liked him enough to buy him, which is more than can be said for literally every other Bashful Bunny. Mine also had a few appealing defects which drew my attention, though, so take my opinion with a grain of salt. This is one plushie I'm not afraid to cuddle with, because I'm not particularly worried about damaging him or ruining his fur. For that reason, I actually spend more time with Apple than I do some of my favorite plushies. Apple Bunny provides a valuable service. It is a thankless job, but an essential one. I can't lay my entire body onto my precious Wilf, for example, what if I crush his fur? His brothers and sisters are too valuable for this task, so it falls to the intrepid Apple to suffer being flattened every night, and shaken violently about like a fuzzy maraca whenever I need to stim.

Overall, I'd rate my Apple Bunny a 7.5/10. Here's a picture of my unfortunate friend. Note the misaligned eyes and the slouch.