#Rabbit ear girl Rosy

[tokkiwrites]

RUN, RABBIT, RUN.

in which kraven loves to watch his neighbor from a far, until watching becomes useless, his hunger growing until he can't hold back anymore.

tags: smut, mean dom kraven, sub reader, dumbification of reader, kraven calling reader bunny, themes of stalking, some violence, unprotected sex (p in v), breeding and more filthy stuff.

he woke up every day, feeling her sweet smell even from across the apartments. it was the same mundane routine every morning: she wakes up, takes a shower, brushes her teeth, makes herself a coffee then gets dressed in the most perfect, stunning clothes and runs to her college classes. yes, the same everyday, but to kraven, it showed that she was disciplined - obedient.

he snarled, feeling himself get hard when he finally saw her through the window. she was putting on her shoes before heading out. kravens bedroom window was looking straight into y/n's living room, and for him, seeing her just when she passed by that window was becoming less fulfilling as each day rolled by.

he wanted her - no, needed her. he needed to bury himself deep inside of her, feel her soft skin, and hear her voice as she pleaded for his mercy. he knew y/n would be the perfect play bunny he wanted all along.

time started to pass by slower, and kraven was only anticipating more and more the moment y/n walks through that door. he wanted to talk to her, make her smile that pretty smile he loves, then make her kneel down at his feet and submit.

and he couldn't wait any longer.

he strolls to the other apartment complex just across his, taking the elevator to y/n's floor. O7:OO PM, she should be here any moment. and so right he was, because kraven could feel her sweet vanilla perfume from 10 miles away. It was driving him insane.

he wanted to eat her, indulge in her sweet flesh , kiss her, and show her that he was the only one she needed. it was clear she was made for him - for him to take and do as he pleases...kraven knew.

kraven was snapped out of his trance when a soft voice peaked his ears up. "Can I help you, sir?" y/n tilted her head to the side, settling the bags she was carrying down in front of her apartment door.

"Oh, hey. i live just across the street, and -- i know this might sound strange, but i think I've found something that's yours." liar. whilst he had something that was hers, he didn't find it, he stole it. a pair of pink cotton gloves that he stole two weeks ago when she went grocery shopping without them.

"Oh my god! I've been looking for them for so long!" she throws her arms up as she takes the gloves and stares at them intently. "they mean so much to me. I got them from my grandparents a few years ago..."

"Yeah, i, uh.. i saw them falling out of your pockets some time ago and picked them up, but I didn't know if i should return them to you directly or to the administrator. I'm kraven, by the way."

she giggled, her cheeks still rosy from the cold outside. "Thank you, kraven, really. I'm y/n, do you, maybe... want to come inside and have some tea?" Oh, y/n, you poor thing.

"I'd like that, sure." kraven shrugs, a smile crawling onto his lips as he followed slowly behind y/n into her apartment. "It's a pretty place you've got here."

"Oh, thank you! I'm an interior design major, you know?" she smiles, taking off her coat and offering kraven a seat.

"Aren't you scared I'm a serial killer or something?" he chuckles, his voice low. "Nope! it's kind of embarrassing, but sometimes i watch you through my living room window. I always thought you were cute... but was too shy to say anything. guess the universe already had plans, no?" she smiles, waving her hands in the air as she makes her way to the small kitchenette area to turn the kettle on.

kraven pushed his tongue into his cheek, trying to remain composed as the girl jumped towards the kitchen. a dress in the winter? fuck, but he loved it so much. it was white, knitted, and adorned with soft lace edges. She had on long white tights and fluffy leg warmers - she does look like a bunny. a bunny he'll eat up any moment now.

"What tea do you want?"

"Oh, any tea is fine."

"Is lavender ok?"

"Yeah, all though--" he licks his lips before inching closer to y/n that had her back turned to him. "I'd rather have you first, then the tea." he finally turns her around full force, trapping the girl between him and the counter.

"What are you--" she looks up at him, her heart almost ripping through her chest. "shh, bunny. do you know how much I've been yearning for this?"

"K-Kraven, I-" she shivers at the sight of the man towering above her. "You want it too. I can feel it." he inches closer and sniffs her neck longingly."Don't you, bunny?"

he grabs her by her hips and pushes his crotch closer to hers.

"I-"

"I don't like stuttering, sweetheart, you know? tell me, loud and clear." she practically purrs as his hand grabs the small of her neck and pulls her in.

"I d-do- please.."

"Please, what?" he sinks his fingers deeper into the soft flesh of her thighs before licking a long strip from her clavicle to her ear. "Want me to use you, huh?"

"p-please- fuck!" she winches as kraven pinches her nipples that indented up through the dress "tsk, i don't like when you say those words, bunny. do bunnies talk like that, huh?" he coos almost sarcastically, before tugging at her hair. "answer me, slut."

"n-no, they don't, I'm sorry, please just touch me, please.."

"I'll think about that." he tugs at her hair once more before pushing her down on the cold tile floor.

"crawl."

without hesitation she makes her way desperately on all fours at his feet, looking up at him through her already teary eyes. "Open your mouth."

y/n couldn't believe what was happening, the way she was willing to obey every command the tall male gave her, it made her feel so helpless and small - she couldn't lie though, she thoroughly enjoyed it.

obliging, she parts her lips and shots her head up to stare at kraven, excitement bubbling up in her stomach. he leaned lower just a little before swiftly placing his thumb inside y/n's warm cavity. "suck. bunny"

nodding, she takes the digit in her mouth, sucking and swirling her tounge around it. she didn't know exactly what to do and how, only she knew how much she wanted to make kraven proud.

"good pet. now..." he paused before reaching to unbuckle his pants "want you to suck this." kraven pulls down his pants, letting his cock spring free, hitting his stomach.

y/n's eyes widened at the sight. she'd never seen something so big -- it was scaring her, but the churn in her stomach pushed her to slowly wrap her rosy lips around the tip of kraven's large member.

"yeah- just like that, bunny. i wanna see you choke on my cock, c'mon." he says before thrusting deep in y/n's throat, causing her to let out a choked out moan. "be good and take it all."

grabbing her by the hair he begins to snap his hips, hitting the back of her esophagus, drool and precum running at the sides of her mouth and dripping from kraven's dick. "fuck, bunny- your pretty mouth takes my cock so so well..."

the praises he was throwing and the low growls gave her a little more confidence -- not only that, but the pool in her panties grew larger, staining through them. kraven could feel it, smell it, the desire and lust, his groans and her whines mixing in the air as he chased his high.

"I'm gonna cum straight down your throat, bunny, fuck- better swallow all of it." he furrows his brows as his moves become more erratic, finally shooting his seed into y/n's mouth. "swallow." he sternly says, staring down at the girl, who was all a mess.

"So pretty on your knees for me, such a good pet." he coos, abruptly picking her up and settling her on the counter. "I'm gonna fuck you so good, fill you up and make you have my babies."

y/n could only moan, pressing her thighs together in anticipation. "that whar you want? huh? want me to fuck you senseless and fill that belly up?"

"please.." his eyes darken, licking his lips he starts stroking himself before ripping y/n's clothes clean off, leaving the girl shivering on the cold surface of the counter.

"I'm gonna make you take this cock every day, it'll be the only thing you think about." he chuckles somberly before plunging straight into her wetness.

"fuck, bunny, you're so wet. you hear?" he laughs as he moves slowly, allowing y/n to hear the wet sounds as he worked himself in.

y/n throws her head back, her head spinning from the fullness in her lower region. "you like that? huh?"

he mocks before pushing in further. "fucking slut."

drool and tears dribbled from her face onto the counter, wet sounds of slapping echoing throughout her whole apartment.

she couldn't believe this was happening, the way his cock felt inside of her, the sounds she didn't even know she could make. all came to a halt when she felt a strike on her thigh, making her yelp. "Down."

she looks up almost disappointed from the sudden lack of friction. "i said down." he growls before he takes her off the counter, bending her over it instead. "look at that ass." he almost wailed as he delivered a hars slap, making y/n arch her back, redness spreading on her skin. the pleasure was pooling at the pit of her stomach -- she didn't know she liked it this rough, she didn't know her hot neighbor wanted to fuck her either, yet here they were.

without any warning, kraven pushes inside of her again, roughly pounding into her core, one arm snaking around her waist whilst the other grabbed her neck, pulling her flush against his chest. "you take me so well, bunny. you were made for me, yeah? all mine to use and-- fuck!" he growls, sinking his teeth into y/n's shoulder, making her cry out. "my pretty pet."

y/n could feel herself getting closer, kraven's dick was hitting her in just the right places - and the way she could see it forming a bump in her lower belly wasn't helping.

"you wanna cum, bunny?" kraven tightens his grip around her neck, plastering another harsh slap on her thigh. "y-yes, please!" y/n sobs, tears mixing on her face with salty sweat.

"go ahead, bunny. cum around my cock." that's it, as soon as those words hit her ears, she released, clenching tightly around his shaft. her legs felt like rubber, if it wasn't for his strong hold on her waist she would've most likely fallen.

"gonna fill you up so so good, bunny-- shit-" he moans as he becomes sloppy in his strokes, hitting deeper and deeper into y/n, after a few more minutes cumming far inside her.

their quickened breaths replaced the loud and sinful sounds that probably alerted all of the neighbors. y/n was sprawled out on the counter, and kraven was still deep inside of her. when he finally pulls out, it causes y/n to whine at the sudden emptiness, semen dripping down her bruised thighs and onto the tiled floor.

"I wish you could see yourself right now, bunny." he chuckles, running his palm through his locks, then down y/n's spine. "You'll be so good to me. I just know it."

⁽⁽ଘ( ˊᵕˋ )ଓ⁾⁾‎  토끼's NOTE : sorry for any grammatical errors  !!! this has 2k words. also, thank you so much for the amazing response to my first post !! I'll get to your requests next week. I've already started writing a little !!!

[tightjeansjavi]

The Rite of Movement | drabble

“Rosy”

A/N: I swear ideas hit me at the most random moments ever 💀 after not writing for a bit and coming back to a kinda awkward work situation, it felt good to write something silly and hot! I admittedly was thinking of my wife @strang3lov3 (who also made this sexy lil mood board) when I wrote this 🤭 enjoy!

~word count: 1.6k~

Summary: pornhub sent you a package containing new sex toys that just hit the market! Joel wants a tutorial on how the rose toy works ;)

Pairing | pornstar!joel x pornstar!female reader

Warnings: smut, fluff, use of sex toys, established relationship, teasing, flirting, real intimacy, oral (f!receiving) adult content, mentions of the porn industry, potential succession spoilers, Joel is in his 40’s reader is in her 30’s, readers nickname is baby love, reader has no physical descriptions, +18 minors dni!

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“Personally, I think the rose toy is the most affordable oral pleasure toy on the market. While it doesn’t entirely replicate the feeling of oral sex, it comes pretty damn close in my opinion.” You spoke sweetly in front of the camera that was positioned at the foot of the bed.

Pornhub had personally sent you a box of new sex toys that had just hit the market and they wanted you to post a review of the toys to your instagram reels (safe for work, of course). From suction cupped dildos, to rabbit ear vibrators, you had a plethora of toys to try out. And while this was originally planned to be a solo content video…that all went to shit when Joel strolled upstairs, dripping in sweat from the top of his head all the way down to his toes. Shirtless, glistening tan skin that was begging to feel your hot tongue drag across it.

“What’re you up to, baby love?” He rasped, strong back leaned against the doorframe, broad arms crossed against his chest, damp towel draped across his shoulder.

“Filming some content for the hub. They sent me a package of new sex toys that just hit the market.” You looked over at him with a small grin.

He hummed in response, pushing himself off the side of the door and strolled into the bedroom. “S’that so? Mind if I take a look at what we got goin’ on here? Maybe you and I will have to try somethin’ out later.” He said suggestively with a coy wink.

“I tried the rose toy out after my shower earlier. It’s actually pretty neat, and for the price point, I think it’s a decent replacement for the real deal.” You patted the spot next to you on the bed, not caring about the fact that he was still drenched in sweat. Neither you or Joel were shy when it came to bodily fluids.

“Ohh. Is that the toy that claims to be comparable to gettin’ eaten out?” He sat down alongside you, taking the rose shaped toy from between your hands and studied it with an amused expression on his face. “Well, I’ll be damned.” He chuckled, looking over at you with a small grin playing on his lips. “Care to give me a tutorial on how this ‘lil sucker works?”

You fought the urge to roll your eyes at your boyfriend's cheeky request and gave him a light shove to the shoulder with your hand. “How about you cut past the formalities and just say that you want to see my pussy, Joel.”

He laughed, warm and deep, rumbling up his chest as he met your challenging gaze. He leaned over, brushing his thumb across the plump flesh of your lower lip, “sweet girl, I always want to see your pretty pussy, but m’curious. Wanna see what all the fuss is about over this rose toy.”

“You’re that curious, huh? Well, I suppose I could give you the tutorial on how it works, baby. But I’m lazy and came already, mind helping me out?” You batted your lashes at him flirtatiously just as he leaned in to land a quick peck on your pretty lips.

“Course I can. Cus’ I know how much work it is for ya to take off those flimsy ‘lil panties of yours.” He quipped teasingly. “I’ll do all the work for my girl. Jus’ lay on your back and guide me through it, ‘kay?”

“God, I love you so much.” You mumbled into his lips, kissing him sweetly with your fingers gently scraping through the patches in his beard eliciting a low hum to vibrate up his chest.

“Love you more, baby love. Now, chop chop. Gonna run us a nice relaxing bath later with a freshly rolled joint.” He kissed you once more and gently patted the inside of your thigh with that big warm palm of his. “Might need you to rub my back later. Lifted a bit too hard at the gym with Tommy.”

“Whatever you want, baby. I’ll happily soak in the tub with you and rub your back afterwards.” You slowly detached your lips from the shared kiss, scooting yourself back against the array of pillows and plopped down on your back, thighs already spread to accommodate the breadth of his shoulders.

“And we’ll order whatever take out you’d like and catch up on the episode of Succession that we left off on. Need to find out if Roman and Gerri are gonna fuck, or if he just likes to be degraded by her.” He added with a chuckle, maneuvering himself to rest on his elbows between your spread thighs.

“God, Joel. Don’t stop! Keep talking dirty to me like that!” You said playfully, peeking down at him just as he looped his thumbs into the elastic band of your panties and slowly began to pull them down over your hips.

“You’re a piece of work today, y’know that baby love?” He shook his head with a grin, pressing a chaste kiss to the inside of your thigh, nipping at the plush flesh playfully with his teeth. “Roman Roy getting degraded really get you goin?’”

“Absolutely. He’s fucking sexy, and I would let Kieran Culkin do absolutely heinous things to me.” (Me too girl, me too). “Now, there’s a button on the side, and basically the center part suctions in air around your clit imitating what oral sex feels like. Only downside is that you have to place it directly against your clit otherwise you don’t get that sensation.”

“Fascinating.” He mused, pulling your panties down over your ankles and tossed them to the side. “It vibrates too, right?”

“Mhm.” You nodded, reaching behind you to adjust the pillows behind your head so you were more comfortable. “Another downside is that it’s pretty fucking loud. Not that we have to worry about that sorta thing here, but if someone is buying it to be discreet? Probably isn’t the right choice for them.”

The evidence of your prior orgasm was staring Joel right in his admiring gaze, puffy lips, glistening folds and a bead of pearlescent cum dripping from your weeping hole. It was a sight that he was certain he’d never tire from. He pressed the on button, listening to the device whir to life. “Does it have multiple settings as well?”

“Yeah, it does. Eight I think? I’ve tried them all, but I’m old school when it comes to that. I also didn’t believe that it could get me off in less than five minutes, but it sure gets the job done.”

“Less than five minutes? Damn, okay, little rose toy. I see you.” He rasped, brows furrowed as he gazed into the center opening of the toy, trying to decipher how the mechanics of it worked.

“Yep! I was pretty shocked myself, but it doesn’t compare to your tongue, Joel. There’s no competition there.” You reassured him, but then again, Joel never found himself to be intimated or threatened by sex toys.

“Don’t doubt that for a second, baby love.” he chuckled. “Want me to play with ya a little, or just let the toy do all the work?”

“So tempting, baby. But for the purpose of science, I just want you to see how it works up close.” You said softly.

“Sure thing, baby love. Whatever you want from me, pretty girl s’yours.” He spit a glob of saliva right into the center of the toy as he was curious to see how it would operate with the excess moisture. He placed it between your thighs, first gently gliding it between your folds, and then dragging the suction part of it over your clit. He dropped his head down, getting up close and personal with your pussy so he could see the little device suckle on your clit.

You let out a content sigh, relaxing further into the comforter as your body slowly began to buzz back to life, the nerve endings in your clit tingling and pulsing from the moderate sensation. “Yeah, just like that.” You spread your thighs further, feeling the heat rise to your cheeks from the sight of Joel intently studying your pussy. “But you see what I mean about the noise level? It’s not very discreet at all.”

He shook his head, licking his lips as his eyes flickered from between your thighs and up to your face. “Yeah, it’s not very discreet at all, huh? I get the appeal, though. It’s feminine, dainty, shaped like a flower. Looks extremely pretty sucking on that sweet little clit of yours, baby love.” He rasped lowly, tone dripping in arousal.

“Joel.” You warned, eyes narrowing at the smirk slowly creeping over his lips.

“What?” He chuckled. “M’jus’ makin’ an accurate observation based on the view I’m gettin.’”

“Yeah, but somehow—someway, everything that leaves your mouth sounds fucking hot. Feminine, dainty, shaped like a flower? Are you trying to kill me, Joel?” You asked playfully, keening your hips forward when the suction part of the toy slipped off your clit.

“Thought we were jus’ doin’ this for science, baby love?” He teased, “Unless…your pussy wants somethin’ a little more than what this toy can provide.” He trailed off, eyes staying locked on yours.

“Damn you, Miller.” You huffed, throwing your head back as you muttered under your breath, “Well, maybe just for science, we should compare the toy to the real deal?”

“I thought you’d never ask.” He winked coyly, pressing the off button and tossed the silicone toy in the direction of the box laying on the bed. He wasted no time to grab the underside of your thighs, pulling you down further with your ankles locked around the back of his head. The second his tongue swirled around your clit, and his lips wrapped around the bud and sucked inwards, that little flower shaped toy could not even compare to Joel Miller and his skillful tongue splitting you open and making you sing his name.

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[thescarletnargacuga]

DON'T BE SUSPICIOUS

A SHOWTIME AND CIRCUS SHENANIGANS ONESHOT

For: @waffle-gal

WARNING: suggestive Jax

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"You wanna do what?" Pomni questioned with a confused look on her face.

Gangle and Ragatha only just now realized how ridiculous their request was, hearing it out loud. Gangle was too afraid to speak up, hunching over and fidgeting with her hands. A bright pink blush of embarrassment colored her cheeks.

Ragatha found it hard to meet Pomni's gaze as well, but found the courage to ask again. "We, uh, would like to...follow you...on your date with Caine. We want to make sure everything goes well. Girls support girls."

Pomni crossed her arms and arched an eyebrow. "Are you sure it's not to live vicariously through me? ...or Caine?"

"....maybe a little." Ragatha stared at the floor. "Can we come? We promise we won't get in the way. You won't even know we're there."

Pomni thought for a moment, taking in the adorable duo. She sighed. "Alright, but I'm telling Caine that it's a double date. I don't know how else I'm going to sneak you two through the portal."

Ragatha and Gangle perked up immediately. "Yay! Thank you, Pomni!" Ragatha clapped.

Pomni shook her head with a smile. "You got lucky this time. We're going bowling, so it'll be pretty casual."

"Ooooh, bowling sounds fun! Like Ragatha said, we won't be in the way." Gangle bounced with excitement.

No sooner had the girls come to an agreement, Caine popped in next to Pomni. "Who's ready for a date!!" Heart shaped confetti fluttered to the ground around him.

"I certainly am!" Pomni matched his energy for once. "And so are they!"

"Huh? Oh! Hello, Ragatha, Gangle. Sorry, didn't see you there." They were standing maybe three feet away.

"I hope you don't mind, but I invited Ragatha and Gangle on a double date. They really want to go bowling." Pomni took his hand; an excellent move to get him on her side.

"Not at all! The bowling alley is big enough for everyone! Let's go strike some pins!" Caine snapped his fingers and the signature multicolor portal appeared to transport them to the new world.

All four filed through the portal, but before it closed, a fifth fast moving figure dove through.

Pomni, Gangle and Ragatha shared smiles and gasps of wonder at the blacklight bowling alley. Loud music bumped from the speakers, colorful disco lights flashed over the alleys, glow in the dark bowling balls sat in racks, there was an arcade and a concession stand. The smell of cheap pizza and floor wax was an oddly good combination.

While the others were distracted, the unseen figure ducked behind the shoe exchange counter.

"Caine! This is perfect!" Pomni praised and shook his arm.

Caine felt so rosy every time she approved of one of his creations. "I have you to thank. Your description and attention to detail went a long way. So, really, this is yours." He placed her hand on his chest, where a heart would be.

"Awww...." Gangle couldn't help herself. She flustered when Caine and Pomni looked at her together. "Sorry! I'm gonna...go over there, ehe..." She slinked away to the arcade section.

"I'll go with her. She's my date." Ragatha laughed awkwardly, giving Caine and Pomni some finger guns as she side-stepped away. She rushed to Gangle once Caine and Pomni turned away from her. "What was that!?" She whispered harshly.

"I'm sorry!" Gangle whisper-shouted back. "It was involuntarily! They're too cute!"

"I know, but get a hold of yourself! We promised we wouldn't make things weird." Ragatha looked over her shoulder, Caine and Pomni were setting up a lane and getting ready to bowl. "Maybe we just hang out here and play some arcade games for a bit. Give them space."

"Good idea." Gangle examined the contents of a claw machine when a blur of purple in her reflection got her attention. She turned to see two long rabbit ears sneaking along the clerk side of the shoe counter.

Gangle clapped her hands over her mouth before she gasped too loud. She urgently poked Ragatha. "Rags! Rags!"

"What? What is it?"

"Look!!" Gangle hissed in a hushed tone, pointing at the counter.

Ragatha gasped. "What's he doing here!?" She watched the rabbit ears circle around the corner to the concession. "Whatever he's here for can't be anything good. Come on." She kept an eye on Caine and Pomni as she quickly and quietly crossed the room to the counter.

Gangle followed Ragatha closely, bumping into her when she stopped suddenly. Her comedy mask almost came loose. She held in place in a panic, sighing with relief when it stayed put.

Ragatha carefully peeked, staying out of sight, to see Jax rummaging through the kitchen. The NPC manning the concession stood lifelessly at the register. "Okay, on three, we get him! 1...2...3!!"

"Wait, wha-" Gangle just finished adjusting her mask when Ragatha jumped Jax.

Ragatha put a hand over Jax's mouth and wrapped her other arm around his neck. Jax struggled, kicking the metal tables and making kitchen utensils fall to the floor with loud clatters.

Caine and Pomni looked up from their bowling, towards the concessions. The faceless NPC just stood there, staring back. Caine rolled his eyes, they literally rolled around his bottom jaw. "I really need to work on the collision physics of non-action objects. An errant breeze could send a spoon through the wall."

"Let's hope we still have ten pins by the end of the game." Pomni teased.

"Hey, my bowling physics are quite adept, thank you very much." He bumped Pomni playfully with his elbow before stepping up to bowl.

Ragatha struggled with Jax, focusing on keeping him quiet. "Gangle! Help me!" She kept her voice down as best she could.

Gangle tried to restrain Jax, but he bit Ragatha, forcing her to let go and he got away. Jax scrambled to the other side of a metal table and glared at the girls. "What was that about!?"

"SHHHHH!!" Ragatha and Gangle shushed simultaneously. Gangle looked back to see if Pomni or Caine noticed, but the music was drowning them out as long as they didn't talk too loud.

"You can't be here, Jax!" Ragatha stomped her foot. "This is a date! You weren't invited!"

"Neither were you." Jax sneered. "From what I heard, you had to beg Pomni to let you come. How pathetic."

Ragatha flustered angrily. "You were eavesdropping!? Why are you even here!?"

"To have fun." Jax grinned mischievously. "How much you wanna bet you can't stop me from ruining their precious date and frame it all on you."

Ragatha gasped. "You can't do that!"

"Watch me, Dollface." Jax smashed a button on the pizza oven, activating it.

Ragatha rushed around the table to stop whatever the oven was doing. Jax vaulted over the table and left the kitchen. Gangle stood stunned with indecision on what to do. The concession NPC scratched it's face idly.

"Go after him! I got the oven!" Ragatha panicked, trying to figure out the controls.

Gangle ran after Jax. He was at a bowling ball rack, pulling off a couple of ten pounders when he saw her. He swung a bowling ball at her, hitting her in the middle and rolling away with her ribbons tangled around it. He laughed as she rolled away down a bowling alley, hitting the pins and knocking down all but one.

Jax groaned. "You can't get a strike even as the ball!" He ducked out of sight when Caine and Pomni looked around.

"Was that...Gangle?" Pomni questioned.

"I guess she really gets into the game." Caine laughed at his own pun.

Pomni smiled but kept looking for her friends. She saw Ragatha fussing with the oven in the concessions. "Hey! You good back there?"

Ragatha spun around, almost trying to hide the commercial oven behind her. "EVERYTHING IS FINE! JUST GETTING A SNACK!"

"Okay..." Pomni shrugged and took her turn bowling.

Ragatha mashed random buttons on the oven. It started making beeping and whooping and whirring noises, then a pizza with random toppings flew out of it. The pizza smacked the NPC in the back of the head, who did not react, and it fell to the floor with a wet splat.

"I hate this job..." The NPC grumbled, not moving from the register.

"Sorry!" Ragatha whimpered and continued trying to stop the oven, only for it to spit out more hot pizza at her.

Gangle rolled up inside the ball return, dizzy from her trip down the alley. She untangled herself and collapsed the floor, the world still spinning in the wrong direction. The sound of breaking porcelain snapped her straight real quick. "Oh no! No, no!" She teared up, staring down at her broken comedy mask.

Jax giggled maliciously to himself as he quietly scampered from behind one table to the next, careful of his height. He watches Ragatha dodge another flying pizza, it sailed over the concession counter and flopped on a chair. He frowned when he saw Caine and Pomni were too lost in each other to notice the kitchen carnage. "Ugh. Lovebirds make me sick."

Ragatha finally got the oven to stop when she yanked the power cord out of the wall. She had sauce and hot cheese dripping from her dress. "You!" She pointed to the NPC, who didn't react. "Why didn't you help me!? Your oven was going crazy!"

"I get paid to serve pizza, not stop the oven from making pizza." The NPC droned.

Ragatha unintelligibly grumbled, scraping pizza from her hair and snuck away from the mess. "Where is he- oh my god!" She saw Jax working his way into the ceiling. She stealth sprinted over to him and grabbed his legs.

Jax slipped a little but held on to the ceiling access. "Let go!" He tried kicking her off.

"Get down!" Ragatha snapped back, clamping tighter to his legs.

Jax hoisted himself and Ragatha up by using only his arms. They both disappeared into the ceiling.

Gangle's lip quivered as she collected her mask pieces. She didn't notice Pomni looking at her.

"Gangle? Everything all right?"

"I'm fine!" Gangle squeaked and ran to the bathroom.

Pomni looked after Gangle quizzically. "Maybe I'm paranoid, but do they seem a bit... Out of it?"

"Honestly, I haven't noticed that much of a difference. Humans are strange, and I have accepted the fact that I may never fully understand them." Caine double checked his score.

"Fair enough. I'm a human and I don't understand either. I just hope they're not bored. I haven't seen them do any actual bowling."

~

Jax and Ragatha wrestled in the ceiling, rolling and banging into cables and pipes. "I'm not going to let you meddle!" Ragatha squished Jax's face against a support beam.

"Watch it, Dollface, you're really trash talking now!" Jax laughed, rolling over her and pushing her against a vent. "Maybe," He panted. "You wanted me to yourself. Is that what this is about?"

Ragatha's face turned red in record time. The heat of the drop ceiling added to her color. "No! You disgusting, vile, evil rabbit!"

"Keep sucking, Ragatha. I'm about to come." He grinned at his own double entendre.

She kicked him away from her. "Screw you!"

"You wish!" Jax cackled as he crawled away from her in the direction he thought Caine and Pomni were in.

"THAT'S NOT WHAT I- UUUUUGH!!" Ragatha crawled after him with haste.

~

Gangle tried to put her mask back together, but it was no use. She'd have to ask Caine for help. She planned on staying in the bathroom until the end of the date to spare Caine and Pomni from having to look at her tragic face.

Banging and shouting from the ceiling above her got her attention. The ceiling started to buckle and crack from the people above tackling one another. She dove out of the way as the ceiling collapsed, dust flew as insulation and inner workings fell to her floor with Jax and Ragatha.

~

Caine and Pomni jumped at the crashing sound coming from the bathroom. Caine snapped his fingers and the music stopped. They could clearly hear shouting and sounds of a struggle behind the women's bathroom door.

"....maybe you should check on Gangle." Caine said slowly.

"Yeah..." Pomni set down her bowling ball.

~

Gangle jumped into the fray with Ragatha, wrapping herself around Jax, finally restraining him. The girls panicked when the door started to open.

"Gangle? Are you sure you're-"

WHAM! Ragatha body slammed the door shut, hitting Pomni in the face suddenly and knocking her off her feet.

"Sorry! Don't come in here!" Gangle shouted. "Uh, I just had some pizza that really didn't agree with me!"

Pomni rubbed her face. "Are you sure? It sounds like you're literally fighting your demons in there."

"It was REALLY bad pizza! Go back to your date! Don't worry about me!"

~

Pomni hesitantly went back to Caine. "She's fine, I think?"

"Alrighty then." Caine snapped his fingers and the music resumed.

~

Ragatha peeked and sighed. "She bought it. Barely."

"How are we going to get him out of here!?" Gangle's ribbons tightened around a struggling Jax. Ribbons were wound around his limbs and torso and he was muffled by her mask in front of his face.

"Very carefully. Can you puppeteer him?"

"I can try, but he's putting up a really good fight." Gangle strained, but managed to get Jax to stand upright. His body jerked and threw it's limbs in random directions as Gangle struggled to keep him under control. He staggered in place as though he just got off a tilt-o-whirl.

"Okay, come on." Ragatha held the door for Gangle, keeping an eye on the bowling couple.

Gangle made Jax take a step, then another unsteady step, then another. She banged her head, and subsequently Jax's, against the door frame. "Ow." She whined.

"Careful." Ragatha put her hands on Jax's back, in an attempt to steady his inebriated-like walk.

They only got a few steps towards the entrance when Caine started turning around. Ragatha shoved Jax/Gangle to the ground, out of sight behind a table. She smiled innocently at Caine.

"Enjoying yourself, Ragatha?"

"Oh, yes! And Gangle should be feeling better soon. I just checked on her."

"That's great, it's a shame to get sick on a date. Honestly, I didn't even know you two had a thing for each other. That's wonderful to hear."

"Oh, uh, yeah, we've- uh...been talking for awhile, figured maybe we could give dating a try." Regatha could feel the cartoon sweat down her neck.

Gangle/Jax tried to make progress towards the door on the ground, limbs twitching every few seconds.

"Well, If you're ever in need of a venue, just ask!" Caine winks.

"Thanks! I'll uh, keep that in mind." Ragatha was relieved that Caine's turn came up to bowl and she scuddled away before Pomni could ask her questions.

Ragatha grabbed Jax by the arm and helped drag him to the entrance. "Okay! Are you ready, Gangle?" She helped them stand and opened the front door. A portal back to the circus formed in the door frame.

"Yeah, I'll let him go with the count of three, and you push him through!" She winked at Ragatha. "1....2- NOW!" She unraveled herself from Jax.

Ragatha hadn't caught on to what the wink meant and was late to push Jax out. He braced himself in the door, chest skimming the portal. "You [%$!#]es can't get rid of me that easily!"

"You're not as tough as you think you are!" Gangle pried at Jax's fingers, forcing him to let go. He fell face first through the portal and Ragatha slammed the door shut.

The girls were a mess. Ragatha was covered in pizza pits and ceiling dust. Gangle was frayed from fighting with Jax and her comedy mask was long gone. They sat at a table closest to the entrance and waited silently for Pomni and Caine to finish their date.

~

Roughly an hour later, the Circus's favorite couple decided they had enough bowling. Ragatha was face down on the table. Gangle was still trying to re-curl her ribbons.

"What happened to you two??" Pomni couldn't believe how disheveled her friends were.

Caine arched his upper jaw. This wasn't normal?

"Pizza oven got a little feisty." Ragatha said, muffled against the table.

"Like it said...bad pizza." Gangle added.

[jungle-angel]

The Neverending Summer (Calvin Evans x Reader)

Summary: You and Calvin decide to make the best of your summer despite the heat

Warnings: Parenthood, pet parenthood etc.

Tagging: @floydsmuse @ateliefloresdaprimavera @attapullman

The typewriter in Calvin's little home office space ticked away as he typed up the grant proposals for the coming school year, the jazz records playing quietly on the record player in the corner. The little bell went off on the typewriter as he finished that section, moving the roller as needed before he ticked away at the keys again. If it was one thing Calvin could hardly stand, it was the damn grant proposals for the college. Besides, lesson planning for the year was much more fun.

The scritch of nails on the wood floors and the jangling of the metal dog tags signaled Six-Thirty's arrival. He put his paws right up on the desk, panting as his tail wagged happily back and forth.

"Hey you," Calvin chuckled, scratching the back of his ears. "Where've you been all day? If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were hiding from the Missus and the kids."

Rosie, the little squished nose cocker spaniel, came trotting gracefully into the room with both hers and Six-Thirty's leashes. "Oh I see how it is huh?"

Calvin looked up to see you and your six month old daughter, Ellen, in the doorway, the baby happily babbling in your arms and the both of you in matching salmon pink.

"Don't you look gorgeous sweet pea," Calvin remarked, happily taking you into his arms and kissing both you and Ellen.

"I thought you'd like your girls to match," you giggled. "Now why don't you get out of that stuffy office and come with us?"

Calvin couldn't have agreed more. He very quickly switched out of his dark button down and into the one that matched your dress, drawing a laugh from you. He hooked the leashes onto Rosie and Six-Thirty, the pups still asleep in the big, cushiony dog bed between the living room window and the fireplace. Luckily Calvin's parents would be there in a few minutes to look after the house while you were out.

You loaded Ellen and the two dogs up into the car along with the picnic basket and the red checkered blanket. Already it was looking like a beautiful day, the sun shining and the July air warm and pleasant now that it had rained for a few days.

You finally reached it after just a few minutes, the very spot that you and Calvin had frequented since day one. It was a beautiful little spot down by the river where the water ran gently and all sorts of chicory, white bedstraw and black eyed susans grew in profusion. The air smelled so sweet and heavenly even as the cicadas screamed and a hot breeze blew your way.

You set up the blanket and the picnic basket under a shady tree, the very one where Calvin had proposed to you five years previously. You let Six-Thirty and Rosie off their leashes so they could run and fetch as many sticks as they pleased, the two of them bounding into the water for a quick swim.

Ellen giggled happily as she played on the picnic blanket while you and Calvin dug into the sandwiches you had made with the leftover steak from the night before, all of it piled onto baguettes with plenty of thinly sliced cucumber and greens fresh from your garden. You and Calvin took turns reading to Ellen from two of the books you had brought with you, her favorite being "Buttermilk", the tale of a little bunny rabbit whose father had taught her not to fear the woods. No sooner had you finished than you and Calvin had spotted a family of cottontails bounding through the grass, a mother, father and their fifteen little babies.

When Calvin had read her one of the little Peter Rabbit books, you had both lost track of the time, the sun already having begun to set. Ellen, Rosie and Six-Thirty slept the whole way home and when you had tucked her into bed that night, you and Calvin had agreed that it was a summer day well spent.

[baka-bakeneko]

Cottontail - Wade Wilson

Wade Wilson x AFAB Bunny!Reader a/n: thank you anon for the request, i hope i did it justice. bunny boy go boof. if you saw this ish before it was finished, no you didn't. wc: 2.64k tags: Minors DNI, NSFW, comic version Wade Wilson, bunny person reader, bunny-like attributes, comic-canon violence, mercenary work, going into heat, dry-humping, br33ding kink, doggy-style (or is it bunny-style for this one? 🤔), oatmeal creampie, wittle bit of aftercare synopsis: you know how Lola Bunny from og Space Jam hated being called 'doll'? That's Jack with 'bunny'. Wade is just a bunny chaser.

A lot of fellow headhunters called you Lucky, if only for your trick footing. Not so much luck but more the speed and agility you gained from being the wacked-up experiment you were.

Not that your doctor was a true Frankenstein, but the man turned you into a bunny girl. Plain and simple.

Walking into the bar, you set your card on the counter before Weasel. He eyed the object under your soft, furry fingertips then sweeped up the card to deposit behind the counter. "Getting better, eh, Bunny?"

You narrowed your eyes at the tender, tapped your fingers on the worn-in laminate before producing your claws. "What'd you call me?"

He reeled back, offered you a drink he'd been working on for a minute. "Jack Rabbit, sorry."

Weasel presented the glass before you with a slightly eager grin. "I name this after you."

You glanced down at the drink, dull brown in a whiskey glass. "Looks like whiskey."

"But it packs a punch, like you."

You grabbed the glass, tapping your clear claws to it before bringing it to your lips for a swig. At the same time of downing your glass, another headhunter passed behind you, taking a tug at your signature cottontail.

Your foot reeled up and kicked hard at the person's waist, sending them across the room and into the pool table. Slamming the glass down, you turned and stared at the person you'd sent backwards.

"You touch my tail?" You hissed at the skinny mercenary bracing the pool table.

Your kick had caught him off-guard, but the grimace on his face was unwavering. "And if I did? What're you gonna do, little bunny?"

You sneered back at the man, reaching for your waistband and producing a throwing knife. Tossing it in his direction, you clipped into his fingers as they gripped the edge of the pool table.

"What'd you call me?" You ran up at the man, grabbing onto his lapel and folding him backwards onto the table. You raised a fist at him, waiting for his retraction but he only grinned menacingly.

"Call you 'Hare Trigger' for the quick hostility," he taunted, glancing across the table for someone to join in on his laughter.

No one else laughed, the others gathered around the pool table were now looking up at the dead pool and wagering the silent odds. You were on the board, yes, but only for bets on others. Maybe tonight was your night to gain an extra twenty bucks on the loser underneath you.

You faked out the other merc, made him flinch, and you considered actually swinging on him. Before you could make a decision, a pair of arms curled around your waist and pulled you off of him.

"How's it going, Cottontail?" The voice behind you asked, which caused you to roll your eyes.

You withheld another kick, relaxing in your captor's arms. "Wade."

"Aww," Wade began, nuzzling his marred face against your downturned rabbit ear. "Missed you too, fuzzbutt."

You growled, grabbing at his forearms. He squeezed you a bit tighter, nuzzling his face against your rosy ear.

You pushed him off of you, readjusting your clothes while you looked back at the merc on pool table. "I was doing a thing."

"I know," Wade added, reaching for your tail and playfully tugging at it. "And you were doing a great job at it. But let's not kill the man over a little name-calling, right?"

You turned to Wade, hands rested on your hips while you puffed an exasperated air between your lips. Moving out of his way, you watched Wade walk up to the man on the table and yanked him up by his collar.

"Now, you didn't mean it when you called her 'Hare Trigger', did you?" Wade asked, puppeteering the man's head to shake 'no'.

You cut your eyes to Wade, folding your tongue along your top lip in amusement. "Wade."

Wade pouted his lips at you, then crinkled his nose. "And she's not your 'Bunny', is she?"

Wade shook the man's head again 'no'. Wade tilted his head in your direction. "What do you say, Bun-bun?"

You wiggled your nose, meeting Wade's milky eyes. "What do you think?"

Wade grinned, pushing the man's head down to look at the floor. You walked up and rabbit punched the back of his head, making him fall to the floor.

The crowd dispersed when Weasel walked up to the man on the ground. He leaned down, retrieved his mirror from his jacket pocket and held it under the man's nose.

The three of you watched the mirror fog up, you and Wade stepping away.

"Get him out of here," Weasel said, whistling to one of the men by the door. He glared at the pair of you, both looking anywhere else than at him. "You two, go home."

"Whatever," you reached for Wade's hand still frozen in place of where the man's neck was. "Come on, Wade. Can't get a 'thank you' for taking out the trash."

Weasel scoffed, standing up after you pulled Wade to the front door. "You started it, Jack!"

Outside of the bar, Wade pushed you up against the wall. His hands drifted down your thighs then around to pinch the apple of your ass.

Your tail wiggled eagerly which Wade noticed and caged a hand over it. "So you are happy to see me."

You jeered with a raspberry blow, looking down the sidewalk both ways before curling your arms around Wade's neck. His hands gripped the backs of your thighs, mounting you to his waist.

"An understatement, Wilson," you sputtered against his mouth. "Could've used you today."

Instinctively, you shifted your hips up against Wade's waist, imagining the slope of his clothed cock rubbing at the seat of your jeans. Your eyes fell half-mast, your fingers curling along the nape of Wade's neck.

"Oh," he managed, glancing down between your bodies to your hips angling at his crotch. "Bad time?"

That was an understatement; unfortunately, through your day, you had gone into heat. So your outburst to the man in the bar was more unwarranted than usual. Still, you nodded once at Wade's question, leaning in to nuzzle your nose to his scarred cheek.

"Back to your place?" He asked, tucking his mouth and nose under your ear.

You eagerly sat up in his hold, pressing your chest closer to his. That was the best idea you'd heard all day. Wade grinned up at you, his hand patting at your fuzzy, wiggling tail nub.

"You are so freaking cute, fuzzbutt."

-

Wade lounged on your bed, already stripped down to his boxers. He'd walked into your apartment after you, ran to your bed and flopped onto his stomach. You flipped on the lights, following him to the enclave of your apartment that housed your bed.

"You need a shower?" you'd asked, shrugging off your feet bandages as you threw your keys onto the couch.

You watched Wade shrug out of his sweatpants, wrestling out of his zip-up hoodie at the same time. "Nah, honey bun. You, go get ready. I'll be here."

Now you were stood in your bathroom, clean from the shower and naked in front of the mirror. With a deep breath, you ran your furry fingers through your hair, wringing out of your floppy ears. The heat began to dot your skin with tingles, the small of your back sporting a dampness that only came from fighting off the urge.

Wade circled his finger on your crisp grey sheets, waiting with his feet flopping off the edge of the bed. You opened the door to the bathroom, leaned up against the doorway.

Wade looked up from your sheets and visibly perked up. He sat up most of the way, pulling his hand back to brace his hip.

"Hello, Cottontail." He enunciated, his eyes taking up and down, back up again, taking in your entire form. "Come here."

Wade sat up fully, bracing his feet to the floor with his hands held out for you. You launched from the doorway by your hip, walking into Wade's hold.

He pulled you into his lap, allowing you to rest your knees on his bed. Wade held onto your hips, rolled you into him. You felt a few chills trickle down your back, your tail wiggling at the small of your back.

Wade's eyes maintained the jostle of your body, his fingers squeezing a bit further into your soft body. "Bunny."

You tittered, feeling the hardened ache of Wade rubbing against your sex. You leaned into him, tenderly licked at his lips until he parted them and allowed you to kiss him.

Your nose twitched, easing Wade back onto his back as your hips began to hump against his, chasing the carnal blips in your stomach.

Your knees braced at his waist, completely ignoring any modesty that could've been housed deep in the recesses of your body. It was instinctual, rubbing your body and rolling your hips harshly over Wade's while trying to scratch your internal itch.

Wade chuckled in your mouth, his hand bracing your cheek to pull away. "You're so cute, trying to hump." He teased, petting his hand down your shoulder and back to the small of your back.

You paused, allowing Wade to press you closer to him and feeling his hot, damp cock throb from behind his boxers. "When you could have the real thing."

You pouted, reaching a hand down to eagerly pull his cock free. "I want it, want it now."

Wade's eyes flashed open wide then rested half-mast. "Okay, okay. I got the relief for you."

He sat up and rolled you onto your back, then over onto your stomach. Halfway off of the bed, your knees braced the floor as Wade stood up behind you.

Looking over your shoulder, your tail fluttered wildly, your bare ass reddened from the heat in your body. Wade stared from his place, reaching to pull his boxers down fully and kick them away.

"Goddamn, Carrots," Wade hissed, taking grip of his burned-cock. The skin along his member was in sparser grifts, revealing hardened muscle and tissue. "You're fucking dripping."

You ducked your head to the bed with a pitiful mewl, reaching a hand back to spread your cheeks apart. "Don't waste time. Breed me, Wade. Gimme your litter."

Wade snickered at your muffled words, his lack of brows raising in surprise. "Wow. That's a new one."

Your foot twitched in anticipation, your knees spreading apart to drip more of your wet to the floor. "Wade."

"Yep," Wade snapped to attention, jumping to action with kneeling behind you.

He angled his cock to your entrance, sliding his tip between your lips to gather more of your slick. Wade sank into you by an inch, which caused you to coil on his tip.

"Fuck fuck fuck, relax," Wade tried to soothe, his voice catching with his excitement and minute pleasure. His hand braced the middle of your back, seething at the innate heat and vice-like clench around him. "Carrots, ease up on your grip."

You shook your head into the sheets then sat up to pant. "No, no, get in me."

Your hand reached back to bring Wade further into you. Wade groaned, winced to the ceiling as he pushed another inch into you. Your foot paused in twitching, now trembling as your toes curled.

Wade planted a foot to the floor, both hands going for your hips to ease another inch. You rested your chin to the sheets, your fingers tangling into them.

The relief almost felt unearned, but more than welcome. His cock was so hot inside you, conformed to your tight walls and easing the itch from your stomach.

You angled your hips to earn more of Wade, only stuck on your mind screaming at you to mate. You bounced back on him, using him to your advantage while you wiggled and writhed before him.

Wade followed your hips, watched your little tail go into a frenzy. He smirked, his entire face choking and refraining from taking the lead.

You rolled your hips harder on him, picking up the pace to something close to what you'd achieved from humping. Wade quirked at the back of your head, staring at your floppy little ears bounce jovially to the sides of your face.

He reached for your ears, tugging them carefully back to tilt your face to the ceiling. Wade leaned over you, his thrusts meeting your hips in tandem.

"This good enough for you, jackrabbit?" Wade hissed into your floppy ear clenched tight in his hand.

You grinned dreamily when Wade met your hips harder, your body reverberating with it. You swallowed deeply, lining your parched throat to answer. "Y-yeah."

"Good," Wade spat into your ear, reveling in a few more hard thrusts before turning back to growl. "Now what were you saying earlier?"

He wanted to tease you, but deep down your words had started a rouse within him. Wade wanted to hear you say it again, wanted you to egg him on more.

"Breed me," you panted out, your eyes rolling back when his cock hit a good deep spot. "Gimme your litter."

Wade hummed sultrily, an alluring smile curling on his lips. "Fuck, that's so hot."

He slammed his hips hard again, battering that sweet spot until your back arched and you tapped at his thigh.

"Oh, are you close?" Wade asked, leaning down to dot his lips along your spine. "Me too, Carrots. You want me to cum in you?"

You nodded, your eyelids twitching while your body stagnated. Wade made up for your hips slowing, your body sensitive.

His hands pet from your hairline, pulling back your ears in the process then leaning in to kiss your forehead. "Okay, bun. I'll give you that litter."

You gulped, staring cross-eyed up at at Wade until his thrusts caught up on you and you came. Your hand gripped tightly at his thigh, your nails sinking into his burned flesh.

Wade bared his grit teeth with a groan, staring down at you. "Naughty little bunny, you came too quick."

You whimpered, quivering on Wade's cock as he continued pumping to finish. He pressed his hips tight to your ass and came; you felt the sudden gush within you, dousing the instinctual flames from your tight walls.

Wade slowly pulled out, his cock still twitching as he slugged more of his cum. "Your pussy is so hot, bun."

He caught his breath as you did, resting his hands to the bed while he stared at the slick drool that seeped out of your used sex.

You rested on your arms, on the bed, and looked back at Wade. "P-Push it back in."

Wade tried to hide his surprise again, taking two fingers to gather up his cum and push it slowly back into you. "You sure?"

You tittered softly, his question coming off so funny after doing the action. "Yeah, yeah. It's okay."

Wade smiled at you, kissing along your back again as his fingers pumped into you. He teased at nipping your bunny tail but you eased your hips away.

"What can I do for you now?" Wade asked patiently, slowly pulling his fingers out and popping them into his mouth.

He stood up, circling his arm around your waist and pulling you up onto the bed. Your tail stopped wagging, staring at Wade from behind your bicep.

"Water?" you asked coyly, feeling your flat sheet pulled over your calf.

"Snack?" Wade offered, leaning in to kiss your cheek.

You shook your head and watched Wade walk away; your eyes lulled softly then woke up when Wade climbed into bed next to you.

You curled into his side, tightening your body into a ball as he pulled the flat sheet further up your bodies.

[nevernonline]

✧.* svt as songs from 1989 (taylors vrs)

happy 1989 day to all my bbs celebrating!! xoxo. idk whose but one of these will prob end up being a full fic vv soon give me a suggestion lol im indecisive 🩵😌

seungcheol: i wish you would.

"2 AM, here we are see your face, hear my voice in the dark. we're a crooked love in a straight line down. makes you wanna run and hide but it made us turn right back around. i wish you would come back, wish i never hung up the phone like i did, i wish you knew that I'd never forget you as long as i live and i wish you were right here, right now, it's all good i wish you would."

jeonghan: is it over now?

"was it over when she laid down on your couch? was it over when he unbuttoned my blouse? "come here," i whispered in your ear in your dream as you passed out, baby. was it over then? and is it over now?"

joshua: new romantics.

" 'Cause baby, I could build a castle out of all the bricks they threw at me. and every day is like a battle but every night with us is like a dream. baby, we're the new romantics, come along with me. heartbreak is the national anthem, we sing it proudly. we are too busy dancin' to get knocked off our feet. baby, we're the new romantics the best people in life are free"

junhui: wonderland.

"flashin' lights and we took a wrong turn and we fell down a rabbit hole. you held on tight to me ’cause nothing's as it seems and spinning out of control. didn't they tell us, "don’t rush into things"? didn't you flash your green eyes at me? haven't you heard what becomes of curious minds? oh, didn't it all seem new and exciting? i felt your arms twisting around me, i should have slept with one eye open at night. we found wonderland, you and i got lost in it"

soonyoung: how you get the girl.

"stand there like a ghost, shakin' from the rain. she'll open up the door and say, "are you insane?"say, "it's been a long six months" and you were too afraid to tell her what you want. and that's how it works that's how you get the girl and then, you say i want you for worse or for better i would wait forever and ever. broke your heart, i'll put it back together, i would wait forever and ever and that's how it works. that's how you get the girl."

wonwoo: blank space.

"nice to meet you, where you been? i could show you incredible things. magic, madness, heaven, sin saw you there and I thought "oh, my god, look at that face. you look like my next mistake love's a game, wanna play?" new money, suit and tie i can read you like a magazine. ain't it funny? rumors fly and i know you heard about me. so, hey, let's be friends i'm dyin' to see how this one ends, grab your passport and my hand i can make the bad guys good for a weekend."

jihoon: you are in love.

"morning, his place burnt toast, sunday, you keep his shirt, he keeps his word and for once, you let go of your fears and your ghosts. one step, not much, but it said enough. you kiss on sidewalks, you fight and you talk one night, he wakes strange look on his face pauses, then says "you're my best friend" and you knew what it was, he is in love."

dokyeom: suburban legends.

"i didn't come here to make friends we were born to be suburban legends. when you hold me, it holds me together and you kiss me in a way that's gonna screw me up forever. i know that you still remember we were born to be national treasures. when you told me we'd get back together and you kissed me in a way that's gonna screw me up forever."

mingyu: wildest dreams.

"he's so tall and handsome as hell, he's so bad, but he does it so well and when we've had our very last kiss, my last request it this. say you'll remember me standin' in a nice dress starin' at the sunset, babe. red lips and rosy cheeks say you'll see me again even if it's just in your wildest dreams."

minghao: i know places.

"you stand with your hand on my waistline it's a scene and we're out here in plain sight, i can hear them whisper as we pass by. it's a bad sign, bad sign. somethin' happens when everybody finds out, see the vultures circlin', dark clouds. love's a fragile little flame, it could burn out. 'cause they got the cages, they got the boxes and guns. they are the hunters, we are the foxes and we run baby, i know places we won't be found and they'll be chasing their tails tryin' to track us down. 'cause i know places we can hide"

seungkwan: sweeter than fiction.

"seen you fall, seen you crawl on your knees, seen you lost in a crowd, seen your colors fade. wish i could make it better, someday you won't remember this pain you thought would last forever and ever there you'll stand, ten feet tall i will say, "i knew it all along" your eyes are wider than distance this life is sweeter than fiction"

vernon: now that we don't talk.

"you grew your hair long you got new icons and from the outside it looks like you're tryin' lives on i miss the old ways. you didn't have to change, but i guess i don't have a say now that we don't talk. i call my mom, she said that it was for the best remind myself the morе i gave, you'd want me less i cannot bе your friend, so i pay the price of what i lost and what it cost, now that we don't talk."

chan: slut!

"send the code, he's waitin' there the sticks and stones they throw froze mid-air. everyone wants him, that was my crime, the wrong place at the right time and i break down, then he's pullin' me in. in a world of boys, he's a gentleman."

[sugarydolli]

dilf!leon (easter special!!)

Today was Easter, meaning white bunny mascots, rainbowed colored dyed eggs, and a hefty dinner for your little family, that you hoped to prepare before your husband got home. Though, the smaller version of the red head you married had other plans.

You carefully plopped each boiled egg into the separate colorful mixture that reeked of vinegar and food coloring as the small child beside you loomed over each cup fervently staring at the eggs. 

"How long does it take for them to turn mama?" pale blue orbs brighten as they peer up at you, hoping for a short time as a response.

"Just a few minutes, baby." using tongs to pull up the last few eggs in the pot, hot steam drifting in your face, dunking them into a bath of ice water. Keys jingle outside the thick front door followed by the clicking and rattling of the lock before a lean figure appears in your doorway, letting in the cold air. 

And just like that Leah was gone from your side and had already jumped into her fathers arms, earning a dramatic ouff!! from Leon, barely being able to set down his gear from practice.

"Hows my two favorite girls doin'!" 

"Good, just finished coloring the eggs—" plucking one egg from the vibrant yellow mixture, the shell replicating the color. "Leah, you can put the stickers on the eggs now." continuing to pull the rest of the now colored eggs into a small bowl, fully expecting your daughter to let out a squeal of excitement to start decorating them, but you quickly turn your head towards her as that never came.

"Leah?"

"bunny.." was all that left her lips, eyes completely hyper focused on something outside the door. Confusion panned on both yours and Leon's face until the culprit came-well, hopped into view. A small white ball of fur stood still on your porch, long ears twitching as it appeared to be chewing on grass. 

her little legs kicked and thrashed, managing to somehow climb over her father and dart out the door towards the poor animal. The slow blinking creature scurried off from the toddler sprinting at it in full force. 

"Ah-shit—Wait! Leah!" He tries to jog after her—again tries as the kid can run a marathon without being even the slightest bit out of breath. The adrenalin coursing through her giving her the boost she needed to keep up with a damn rabbit. All you could do is pinch your nose bridge at the scene, dirt starting to cover Leon as he fell for the nth time trying to catch Leah who has ran into and out of the bushes, sticks starting to gather in her hair. But there was also something so calming about it, the warm glow of the sunset as the day wanes and the rippling laughter from your child can't help but fill all the crevices of your body with a pleasant almost fluffy feeling.

♡ ୨୧ ♡

Miraculously, she caught it. Diving forward and rolling onto her back as she held up the rabbit squirming in her grip. In turn Leon—who nearly fell again in the process—caught up to Leah, hooking his hands under her pits, firmly placing her on his hip. 

"Mind tellin' me—" Leon stood there for a minute, chest heaving rigorously, vermillion curls sticking to his forehead. "When are we gonna put this kid in track!" He breathes out, nearly gasping for air with each word.

"Look mama I caught it!" Rosy cheeks stretching from ear to ear, beaming, as she shows off the clearly terrified animal. 

"Of course you did, sweetie—" a warm smile accompanied your face but your eyes filled your thoughts with dread just thinking of how hard it'll be to untangle her hair before school tomorrow.

"Can I keep it!"

No?.. is what you'd like to say—what you should say to your child trying to bring a wild animal into the house. 

But as huge bright blue orbs filled with delight and another pair looking down with nothing love, your heart turned on you. A breath your lungs been holding in for while finally pushes past your lips. 

"What do you wanna name him Leah?"

high pitched giggles fall out her mouth as she sets her new 'pet' down, the rabbit hopping around the living room with Leah not far behind.

"You serious about this?"  

"Hell no." 

／(＞×＜)＼*.⋆｡˚

[lanitaminaj]

me and my husband 🐇

I wrote this in like 10 minutes I don't give a damn!!! just a short Drabble about cabin eremika PERIODDDDDD

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the smell of freshly baked bread just pulled out the oven filled mikasa's nostrils. steam wafted the kitchen's air as the woman poured herself a cup of chamomile tea. she felt her legs guild her to the cabin's front door, her unoccupied hand grabbing the silver-hinge that led her to the outside world.

she sat on the porch's wooden seat, her peach-tone lips taking occasional sips from the sapphire-blue and pearl-white marbled teacup. she could feel the sensation of something fuzzy rubbing against her leg. her gunmetal-grey eyes lens widened in adoration as they recognized the furry creature that lovingly caressed her.

"blume," mikasa gushed, her fingers reaching down to pet the eggshell-white rabbit's fur. "my beloved. where's your sister?"

mikasa's ears suddenly picked up the audible sensations of chewing, her head following the sound until her eyes landed on an acorn-brown haired bunny consuming the freshly watered grass just five feet away.

"blase," mikasa cooed. "my babies."

then suddenly, "am i one of your babies, too?"

mikasa whipped her head to her left, that raven-black BOBBBBB piercing the air with the woman's movement.

"eren," mikasa greeted, a rosy-blush forming on her ivory cheeks as eren crouched down to plant a kiss on her forehead.

"how's my baby?" eren questioned mikasa, before his large, veined hand OOOO PAPI EAT IT reached down to rub mikasa's protruding belly. "how's both of my babies?"

"i'm good, baby," mikasa responded, her hand reaching up to run her fingers through eren's cocoa-brown loss. "your baby however keeps kicking his mommy."

"his?" eren questioned, a smile growing on the corners of his lips. "you think we're having an eren junior, baby?"

"it might be a girl," mikasa answered, her hands tracing the round of her growing bump. "we could have a little mikasa junior, instead."

"as long as our baby has your eyes," eren retorted, his hands reaching down to grab his fishing net filled with trout freshly caught that morning by him.

"i made pumpernickel," the woman absentmindedly said, her hands reaching for the teacup she'd previously neglected. "it's sitting on the kitchen counter."

"my love," eren said, his body rushing into the cabin with that stank ass fish bag in tow. "i''m gonna dick you down so good later."

"don't stink up the house! bring the net back outside!" mikasa called after him.

regardless, mikasa had never felt more at peace. she had her little cabin with the love of her life, her little bunnies, and her mini eren on the way. through all the chaos she faced, mikasa finally found the tranquility she desperately needed. a life with just her and her husband.

[anjuschiffer]

Even with Time Traveling, the Fates Will Still Laugh at Your Face

Do I have WIPs to work on? Yes. Did I see Coffee was hosting another Hanahaki Hour and decide to write for it? Absolutely. Do I know self control? No I do not, so here is Day 1 for Hanahaki Hours 2024: "We don't all have happy endings"/Poppy/Revival as requested by @the-coffee-fandom

Enjoy :D

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Thank you Veggie and Coffee for beat-ing this fic!

Tags: @toodaloo-kangaroo @vixen-uchiha

AO3

To think he would actually find his younger self the minute he stepped out of Fluff’s portal.

Before he could even explain his presence, Robin started to attack him, about to call Batman for backup only to end up muttering a “Second chance”. 

He held in a smirk as he heard Robin yell a “what the fuck” when he realized Jason was now in behind him instead of getting elbowed in the groin.

“Robin.” Jason said sternly, tipped off at the fact that he just addressed his younger self.

When Robin held his guard up, Jason couldn't help but be both pleased and hurt. Pleased because that means Robin didn’t let his guard down around anyone, even those who knew Robin. Hurt because, damn. Did he really look unfriendly in a fucking rabbit themed outfit? 

Well, not completely rabbit themed. The slightly plunging v neck of a sweater didn’t exactly sell rabbit theme. “Listen, I’m not going to hurt you. I just…I want to chat.”

Oh god, did he really say that right now?

“You say you’re not going to hurt me, but how can I trust you?” Robin asked, a batarang pointed towards him. “I don’t know you.”

“Because I’m you. From the future.”

“You could be lying for all I know.” 

“Then ask me something only you would know.”

“How about you tell me something only I would know then. It should be easy for you if you’re from the so-called future.” Robin countered, Jason noticing a smirk threatening to form.

Oh, was that how it was going to be?

“Remember that gala you went with Bruce last month in Paris because he didn’t want you patrolling Gotham without him?”

“Yeah? What about it?” Robin wasn’t going to like this.  

“You met a girl over there. What was her name again? Wasn’t it Marinette or something like that?” Jason held in a snort as he saw his younger self stiffen at the sound of Marinette’s name, noticing how his cheeks and the tips of his ears burnt pink.

Damn. Was he this obvious about his crush on her? No wonder Bruce and Alfred liked teasing him about her. Oh. Is that why Dick kept calling him Rosy Cheeks at one point?

“Wh-what about her?”

“Oh nothing…just that you have a crush-”

“She’s just a friend!” Robin shrieked out, throwing the batarang towards Jason who dodged it with ease. “A very good friend at that!”

“Yeah,” Jason found himself agreeing, smiling at the thought. “Mari really is a good friend of ours, isn’t she?”

Robin blinked a few times to make sure he was indeed seeing a soft smile on the man who said was his future self. It looked just like the type of smile Bruce would have whenever he remembered a nice memory or after spending a full day at an amusement park with him. 

Robin watched as the man sat down on the roof, patting the place next to him. Robin sat next to him, only then really realizing how big his future self was. He was taller than Bruce and Bruce was tall. Like, tall tall. But what really took the cake was how muscular he looked. He bet his future self could easily throw criminals around like sacks of rice!

“So you really are an older version of me from the future, huh.” Robin asked his older self.

But because he was so close to him, his older self’s choice in clothing caught his attention.

Robin looked at his older self from top to bottom. “What’s with the outfit choice? A shirt like your- wait. It’s not a jacket? I thought it was a jacket.” Robin found himself trying to open up his older self’s ‘jacket,” only then realizing it was a sweater with a plunging v neckline. “Is this an actual part of our vigilante outfit? A plunging v neck? Seriously?” He asked in disgust only to wrinkle up his nose. “Holy shit, did Dick’s Discowling outfit  influence us? Oh god, it did, didn’t it?”

“Oh God no squirt.” Jason replied, revolted by Robin’s conclusion. “This outfit is just…temporary. My usual outfit looks way better than this one. And for your information, we’re waaay cooler than Dick.” Jason answered with a smile, Robin’s eyes lighting up upon hearing this. “But you should cut down on the cursing. Pretty sure Bruce already warned you about it, am I right?” Robin grumbled at those words, Jason hearing a ‘so does Alfred�� somewhere in those grumbles. 

Damn. 

He really was an unfiltered child, wasn’t he? Then again, this was around the same time he was still getting used to living with Bruce and being Robin. Getting used to being just that- a kid. 

“So, I know you can’t talk too much about the future because of paradoxes and stuff but-“ Jason watched as his younger self thought about his next words. He looked around as if to make sure no one was listening over them. Or maybe he was hesitating due to the matter of his next sentence. “Are we okay? Are we, you know, happy? What about everyone else?”

“I changed my mind. I was still fucked up as-“

“Why are you allowed to curse and I’m not? You’re practically me! Scratch that, you are me!”

Should he let his younger self know he’s technically not this timeline’s Jason? Should he tell him that he was the original Jason and that his younger self is a completely different Jason from a different point in time?

Jason internally sighed.

What kind of question was he asking himself?

“Not exactly.” Jason ended up answering, looking out towards the city skyline, wondering where Bruce was at the moment. Would he recognize him like this? “And to answer your question: we don’t all have happy endings.”

He watched his younger self become serious and if he paid attention, he could see the way his lower lip quivered a bit before calming down. 

“Is that why you’re here? Are you here to warn me about something bad that’s going to happen later on in the future?”

“Nope.” Jason threw his hands in the air. “ You said it yourself. It would create a time paradox if I did.”

“You talking to me-  shouldn't that have already made one?”

“Nope.”

“How can you be so sure? There are many theories that suggest that even talking with an alternate version of yourself can create paradoxes. Sure, talking might not seem like much, but some scientists agree that even walking past your past self will alternate a future ever- 

Oh, that’s how you know…this isn’t your first time, is it?” Robin gasped, surprising Jason at how fast he managed to piece things together. 

He was a perceptive little shit, wasn’t he? “We can time travel? How many times did we time travel? Did WE invent the tech to do so? Can we do it freely or is there like, a limit to-”

“Wayne Enterprises has yet to make a tool that would allow us to time travel.” Jason cut Robin off. “That being said, there are people who can time travel at free will.” 

Some are even villains he wanted to add but decided to keep it to himself. 

“And we’re one of them?”

“Villains? No. Able to time travel freely? Not exactly by choice.”

“Is it related to our vigilante work?”

“Nope.”

“No?” Robin frowned, furrowing his brows as he thought. “So, personal?”

“And you’ll never guess why.” Jason internally smirked as he watched Robin think of an answer.

“For fun?”

“Because of a girl.” Jason laughed as his younger self wrinkled up his nose and started to gag. 

“Eww, a girl? We time traveled because of a girl?”

“Remember how I said not everyone has a happy ending? I was traveling to stop something from happening to her…”

“Oh…then she must be someone very important to us then.” Robin concluded, Jason watching as Robin stared off into the distance. “How bad is it? Is she dying? 

Is it our fault?” Oh all the things Robin had to say, did he have to say something that hit too close to the truth? “It is, isn’t it?”

“No.” Jason managed to croak out, feeling a lump form in his throat before it went away. He rubbed his eyes a bit to get rid of the stinging in his eyes. “It wasn’t our fault. It wasn’t her fault either. But it was destined to happen anyways.”

“Was that the case in every timeline you went to?”

“They all ended up that way.” 

“So there’s nothing we can do to help her?”

“Unfortunately, no.”

“I see.” The two sat there in silence until what sounded like a toaster timer rang, Robin watching as his older self took out a pocket watch and sighed. 

“Seems like my time is up.” Jason said as he tried to get, feeling a tug on his wrist.

“What else can you tell me about the future?” Robin asked, but Jason knew all too well that look. 

Don’t go.

“I can’t say much else lad, but I’ll just tell you one more thing.” He ruffled Robin’s hair. “Don’t act so tough, okay? Bruce, Alfred and Dick are there for a reason. Say what’s on your mind, okay?” 

Robin watched as Jason brushed himself off and opened a portal. “And that goes for Mari too, okay?”

Jason waited for Robin’s response, feeling the portal wane behind him. Robin lowered his gaze.

“Alright.” Robin promised, lifting his head back up. “I’ll try to be more honest with her too.”

“And don’t go on solo missions on your own, alright. Because, trust me, getting revived doesn’t look as easy as in video games, okay?”

“Revived? What does- hey! What- wait!” Robin’s voice stopped Jason from going further into the portal. “Why did you really come here?”

Jason looked at his younger self one last time.

Should he tell him the truth? 

It’s not like he will see him again.

“I just wanted to see if Bruce was right about me being a little piece of shit.” Jason said with a grin, not waiting for Robin’s response.

Stepping out of the portal, Jason’s foot made contact with his living room floor. 

“Counter clockwise.” Jason muttered, but the minute the transformation dropped, he was overcomed by a migraine, Jason having to walk to the nearest chair only to collapse to end up on the floor. 

He cradled his head as the migraine worsened, Jason pushing himself off the floor, shutting his eyes to stop the room from spinning around him. 

Once the symptoms cooled down, he was hit by another and this time, it wasn’t from the side effects of time traveling.

This time, it was from his fucking chronic illness.

Immediately, Jason felt his throat swelling up and locked itself, Jason quickly picking himself up and rushing himself to the nearest trash bin. He sat himself beside it, hacking whatever was clogging his throat. 

Four minutes passed and nothing, Jason knowing he had to get this out fast, the edges of his vision blurring. He watched as tiny orbs started to appear in his vision, which was not a good sign.

He made a fist and placed it between his ribcage and navel, making sure his thumb was outside his fist. With his other hand, he jabbed his fist into his upper abdominal area, attempting to dislodge whatever was suffocating him. 

He did this several times until he felt something loosen up, feeling bile rise up his throat. Jason listened as a heavy load hit the bottom of the can with a thud, Jason coughing up saliva as his vision started to clear up, only then seeing the culprit of his almost second death.

Bloody poppy petals. 

Jason wiped off the saliva that dripped from the corner of his mouth, heading to the bathroom to rinse out the bile taste from his mouth.

As he brushed his teeth, a petal accompanied the foamed up toothpaste, Jason staring at the blasted thing. He walked away from the bathroom, deciding it was just best to sleep it off. 

Yeah, this should all be behind him by tonight.

That’s when his phone went off.

“Jason! I’ve been trying to-”

“If this is about the wedding. I’m not go-”

“You can’t just not come to my wedding Jason! You’re my best friend! I can’t -”

“Mari.” Jason stopped her, feeling something start to form in his throat. Oh. It was happening again. “I…I can’t go. I know what this wedding means to you, but I can’t-”

“If this is about having to watch over Gotham again-“ he heard her let out a heavy sigh. “-you can’t keep making excuses to not-”

“Marinette. I don’t think you understand. It’s not that I can’t make it because of my job as a vigilante but be-” Jason let out a cough only for it to get worse when he tried to suppress it. 

“Jason? Hey, are you alright? Jason? Jason? Oh god. Jason, are you-”

Jason hung up and focused on the situation on hand, coughing as he searched his room for an all familiar red container. 

Jason continued to cough as his eyes finally landed on a white cross logo and quickly flung the container open and yanked out a fluorescent white vial. He quickly attached it to a needle and stabbed himself with it, feeling the swelling of his throat subside.

He closed his eyes as he felt his body slowly return to its regular rhythm. He dared to open them when he was no longer heaving for air. 

“Jason, listen to me. This is the last serum we were able to successfully make. Last one. And once you use this one…your body will get used to it just as quickly as its previous versions…

Jason, we can’t keep making stronger dosages…they’re going to kill you just as fast as your illness already is.

Jason…you’re suffering far too much for something that can easily be removed with-”

Leslie’s words rang in his mind as dragged himself into bed, the adrenaline in his system starting to wear off, his body catching up on the soreness his vomiting had left behind. He groaned with each breath he took, his diaphragm reminding him the severity of it all. 

Not like it was anything new.

If he had been able to survive all these symptoms for the past decade, what’s another one? Oh right…he doesn’t have that time…

His condition had turned for the worse ever since he started wielding Miraculi to help Mari take down Hawkmoth….

He was in his final stages…

Damn…he’s only in his late twenties…

“Jason.” Fluff spoke up, Sass right next to her. “How are you feeling? Should we get Marinette to come and heal-”

“We promised to keep this a secret Fluff.” Sass reminded her, flying up to Jason, placing a paw on his forehead before quickly retracting it. He turned to Fluff with a worried face. “His life force is fading Fluff. Jason, we need to let Marinette-”

“No.” Jason retorted. “She’s busy…making sure everything is perfect…for the wedding…”

“Jason, we can’t let you di-”

“I just need to sleep it off…all that time traveling…made me tired…” Jason let out a weak laugh. 

All that sneaking around and bribing the Kwami’s…all that time traveling and for what? 

He couldn’t get the ending he wanted. 

No matter what decision he made on his end or what event he changed to get his past self to reconnect with Marinette…

It was all for not…

It didn’t help to find out that it was his stubbornness as a kid that caused him to develop a rare condition where one would spit out filaments of blood in the shape of flower petals. 

And not just in one timeline, oh no…in every. single. one…

A condition with no treatment besides a risky surgery to remove blood vessels that grew over the heart and greatly resemble plant roots. A surgery where the most common side effect was memory lost. More specifically the loss of memories of the person you loved most…

“-not good Sass. We need to get Marinette, and now!”

“Jason…hang on just a bit longer, okay? We’re going to get Mari, okay?”

“Hmm,” was all Jason was able to say as he felt the soreness in his body become tiredness, feeling his eyelids grow heavy. Maybe…maybe he should just rest his eyes for a bit…

Yeah… for just a bit…

Maybe he wouldn’t feel this tired if he had just listened to the Kwami in the first place. They had already warned him that it was impossible to change the fates already written in the stars…

That he wasn’t destined to be with Marinette…

And now he knew he didn’t…

He saw the fate that awaited her in all the timelines where he thought he succeeded in being with her: death.

Death caused a tragic accident, a power struggle over the Miraculous or from the same illness that was killing him now…

Maybe that’s why he was okay with his fate now.

He couldn’t bear to think of causing Marinette any harm when all she had ever been to him was kind.

Feeling himself drift further into slumber, Jason thought of his younger self, glad to be able to see his younger self before returning home.

At least he was able to take one more thing off his bucket list before he had to return Fluff and Sass back…

Fluff…Sass… he forgot to thank them for going with his selfish decisions…

He should’ve apologized for taking advantage of their own love for Marinette.

Marinette…

He found himself smiling as he remembered what she looked like in her wedding dress she picked out just a few weeks ago.

At least she will be happy after he’s gone.

Jason!

Oh. Someone was calling him. 

Jason! 

Jason tried to open his eyes, but his tiredness wouldn’t let him. They’ll probably stick around. Or if it’s Dick, he usually would. 

He’ll just see him in the morning.

With that, Jason let his mind go quiet, the beating of his heart slowly drifting into the silence that succumbed to him.

-

“Jason!” Marinette screamed, stepping out of Kaalki’s portal, rushing to Jason’s pale body. “Jason, wake up!” 

One minute she was panicking over Jason’s sudden coughing followed by him hanging up. The next, Fluff and Sass flew right up to her, holding in tears as they gave her the news of Jason’s condition.

He was dying.

She quickly ordered Kaalki to open a portal, needing to see it for herself.

She saw him just a few weeks ago.

He was fine! He was up and about, healthy as a horse!

He helped her choose her dress, the bridesmaid’s dresses, his suit for the wedding! He was standing on his two feet perfectly fine…why, how was he on the verge of death?

Marinette didn’t expect to see him passed out on his bed, his face as pale as a ghost. 

“Jason?” She had called out and when she didn’t get a response, didn’t see the rising and sinking of his chest, she became worried.

It wasn’t until she got closer to him and tried to wake him up that she knew he was leaving her. His soul was fading fast.

“Jason!” She yelled, trying to shake him awake, trying to ignore the way he felt cold to the touch. “Jason, you need…you need to wake up!”

She decided to look for a pulse. “Jason, don’t go! I still need you!” She found nothing. 

Who was going to remind her to take a breather? Who was going to be there at 3 am, helping her calm down after a nightmare from her heroine days? Who was going to tell her that everything was going to be alright? “Jason.”

He was gone.

Her best friend…

Marinette let out a wail, collapsing to her knees as she began to cry her heart out.

He promised to be there! He said he’d be there! He pro-

Marinette began to cough, wondering if maybe her throat was sore from all the crying, irritated from all the scream. It wasn’t until she realized that this coughing felt off. 

Something was stuck in her throat.

Marinette continued to cough until she decided to take matters into her own hands. 

Reaching for a trash bin nearby, she forced herself to gag, when she felt bile rise to her mouth, disgusted by its sour taste. 

She let herself catch her breath and when she did, she was embarrassed at knowing she was choking on her own spit. Really? Spit? Wait…what was that swimming in her saliva?

Curious, Marinette reached for it, watching as her saliva dripped off of it as she brought it closer to herself. Without a doubt, Marinette knew what it was…but how was it possible?

How did she cough up a poppy petal? 

And…what did it mean?

-

Fluff and Sass looked at the poppy petal in horror, looking at each other, wondering what they should do.

At who they should be angry at.

Because this wasn’t fair. 

This wasn’t supposed to happen. 

Not in this timeline.

One of them had to be happy. Just one.

For Kwami’s sake, they lived through all of the other timelines, watching as their favorite humans died for the sake of the other’s happiness! Jason sacrificed his own for Mari’s just moments ago!

So why her? Why does Marinette have to suffer too?

Wasn’t taking Jason enough? 

But they knew nothing could be changed.

If it was the will of the Fates, then so be it…

If all they could do was just support her, then so be it. 

They’ll make sure to protect and love Mari as much as Jason did. 

It was all they could do to honor his death… even if it was done in vain.

[imjustheretoseetheprivateblogs]

C x H Week 2023 Day 3: Carousel

@senshixshitennouweeks

Her laughter was the first thing he heard from her. He’d been working the carousel on the boardwalk to pay for seminary school (not many career opportunities for someone who could play the organ in the area). He saw her carrying a massive white unicorn plushy, the kind they were giving to winners at the ski ball game who got three hundred points or more. Her hair was her most notable feature, thick and done up in a double bun style which vaguely reminded him of rabbit ears. She wore a ruffled pink top and a pair of jeans. Pretty standard wear for the summer heat but she wore it so, so well. He almost forgot to start the music for the ride he was so busy watching her climb onto the white wooden horse she chose as her carousel steed.

As the ride sped up, more of that angelic laughter rang over the music he played and just made him giddy.

Who are you, he thought, and how do you just make everything so rosy?

The ride ran down and the girl left, joining what he assumed were her friends. Helios could curse the rest of his shift. How would he find her before she left? Already, she was disappearing into the sea of people. A quick check to see if anyone was watching. Helios rose and hoped that they could find an organist before he got back.

*

He’d been unable to find her between the food stands and the Ferris wheel. Not a single strand of pink hair anywhere.

“Looking for someone?”

From his grizzled rail thin appearance, some said Old Pete had been part of the boardwalk since it’s inception. He usually worked odd jobs around it, but no-one was really sure what he did exactly.

“Yes,” Helios replied, “have you seen a girl; pink hair, carrying a white unicorn doll?”

Old Pete stuck a piece of tobacco into his mouth and chewed thoughtfully. Helios was unsure why he would still chew it with all everyone knew about the habit these days.

“Over by the roller coaster,” he said at last.

Helios thanked him and made a beeline for the coaster.

“And don’t worry about the carousel,” Old Pete called after him, “I took piano for five years.”

Honestly, Old Pete was a lifesaver.

*

Helios had not expected to be accosted by a unicorn plush when he arrived at the roller coaster. It was only after he removed it from his head did he realize that it was the same one the pink-haired girl was carrying. And suddenly, she’s there.

“Sorry,” she said, looking sheepish, “lost that on the ride.”

“It’s no bother,” he replies, handing it back to her. Their fingers brush and he’s conscious of it. Really, he should just forget how his heart’s tightening or that he was blowing off work to chase a girl and just go about his life.

“I’m Helios,” he says instead.

The girl smiles.

“My friends call me Chibiusa,” she replies.

[questionthewitness]

it's my girl!!!

hi, i'm the person who submitted this plushie! i've had mine for a while, since i was at least... six, i think? she's definitely not this new looking anymore, but here's what she looks like now!

i named her rosie and she's been my comfort stuffed animal ever since i got her. i took her to college with me, even. she gives me big velveteen rabbit vibes, what with her worn down nose and ears and her now scraggly fur.

anyways. thank you so much for featuring her on the poll and shoutout to the other people who own one :]

Do you have this plush?

'If You Give a Cat a Cupcake' Grey Cat, by Kohls Cares

[bunsticker]

more rabbit ear girl rosy for anon!

[cirno-remade]

♡ rabbit ear girl rosy pt. 2 line sticker set ♡

[cosmostickers]

Rabbit ear girl Rosy

[stickerd]

rabbit ear girl rosy 

[jisoo-nly]

(🌻) solalis