#ask sillyrabbit

[ham1lton]

i just know lando is watching his yn at the olympics right now sitting next to mr. simone biles <3

silly rabbit!lando is thee gymnastic wag. he was happy asf when his gf was on the podium. was clutching hands with her dad in anticipation when she was doing her routine. i know that pic would have been memed.

[catierambles]

i bet you sent that ask to sillyrabbit about rpf

hol' up

*blinks blearily* *rubs eyes*

my dude I've been asleep

I work saturdays so I've been knocked out since about 10pm last night cst and woke up about 20minutes ago. i woke up a couple times when my cat decided he wanted attention and meowed two inches from my face, but I didn't send that ask. if I did, it would not have been intelligible. ...i might have thought it was while writing it, but it would have been a keyboard smash. letters where they don't belong, words with way too many letters in them, and why is there a semi-colon there?

do I have a thing in my masterlist about my stance on rpf? yes

do I explicitly state that I do not judge those who write rpf? also yes

if someone writes something whose subject matter is something I don't like or agree with, you know what I do?

I don't read it and continue on with my life

this is ultimately a public forum

people are going to post shit you don't like, but seeing as it's also selective, you can moderate that shit and not by moderating other people, but by deciding "eh not for me" and scrolling on past.

if there's a blog that posts nothing but rpf then I'm not going to follow or interact with them in any way because that's not my cup o'

now if you don't mind, I'm getting coffee and checking on my island sanctuary

@sillyrabbit81 it's too early for this

[sillyrabbit81]

Okay, but...

What if our big stronk Sy is actually really afraid of needles and his unit wants to get a tattoo together. 👀

Summary: Sy is a big pussy... cat and as his tattoo artist, you help him overcome his fear with some cheeky flirtations.

Pairing: Captain Syverson x Tattoo Artist!Reader

Word Count: approx. 1.3k

Warnings: Needles, tattoos, flirting, implied smut

Authors Note: So I have a migraine and am on painkillers, but this prompt was too tempting! Thanks Freya! I debated on waiting to feel better before I wrote it, but I thought fuck it, go crazy. I hope its ok and not just the meds telling me its fine.

I apologize if its full of errors and if its not quite what you were looking for, but here it is.

Masterlist

Trypanophobia

You were excited about your clients for today. Twelve Green Berets all getting the crest with the motto De Oppresso Liber tattooed on their chests. You liked tattooing military men and women, especially if they were part of some kind of elite unit. Their stoicism usually made them good canvases, still and resistant to pain.

Usually.

Sometimes you got a guy with a phobia. A fear of the needle. Trypanophobia.

You picked him out straight away. Although you knew from experience that the biggest men could crumble under your machine, it still surprised you that it was him. He had a swagger, a way of walking that oozed confidence, the deep seeded knowledge that he was a man who could solve problems. Yet you noticed the way he flinched when your machine buzzed and the colour drain from his bearded face as you started on the first of his brothers. You had a way of dealing with big softies like him and knew you’d get him through.

“Hold up, boys” you say. “There’s too many of you in the shop, one of you are going to bump the chair and ruin his tattoo.”

“You heard the lady, move out,” the scaredy cat said. The team did as he said calling him captain as they went. Perfect.

“Captain,” you call. “How ‘bout you pull up a chair and be here for your guys?”

He stared daggers at you, but you smirked at him and nodded, indicating the chair he sound sit on..The rest of the guys encouraged him and faced with the pressure he relented, sitting on a swivel chair next to you while you started your work.

At first he sat there arms folded over his chest, looking anywhere but you and the tattoo. You chatted to the captain and each of his men, coaxing out embarrassing stories about their time together, learning about their families and by the time it rolled around to his turn, Captain Syverson was laughing, had his colour back and even flirted with you a little.

“Well, I guess it’s just you and me now Captain,” you say as the last soldier left the chair.

“The way it ought to be, Darlin’,” Sy says, with a cheeky, boyish grin. You feel a heat grow at the apex of your thighs as you take in his cocky attitude.

“Then show me what you’re working with Cap,” you say boldly. “Take your shirt off.”

“Whatever you say,” he says. He takes his shirt off and stands proud as you give him a good look over. He had every right to be proud, his body was a work of art, broad, strong, well proportioned, but not so muscular that he looked malnourished. Chonky was how you would describe him. You sigh as you look at his chest, he had such a nice covering of fur, it would be a shame to shave it, but some had to go to make way for the tattoo.

You get your black nitrile gloves on and grab the disposable razor, biting down the rising excitement you felt. “It’s a shame, but I have to shave the area I’ll be working on,” you say, giving Sy a cheeky grin.

“That’s alright Sugar. Just don’t take too much, the ladies love it,” Sy’s bravado made you laugh.

“I’ll bet they do,” you say as you lay your hand on his chest. You stand a little closer than you normally would making your attraction to him obvious.

You bite your lip as you move your hand across his chest to his right pectoral and you hear his breathing increase. You move the blade across his skin, getting a close shave. You look up at him as you run your gloved finger over his newly bare skin. His blue eyes were aflame as you placed the stencil in the spot and staring into them you carefully peeled back the paper leaving the blue ink marking the design. As you remove your fingers you let one flick over his nipple and smirk at the rumble in his chest you got in response.

“In the chair, Sy,” you say and you see his fear start to return, his eyes shifting rapidly around the shop, seemingly looking for escape. You take his hand and guide him to the chair. Reluctantly he follows you and sits as you give him a gentle push. The chair is tilted so it’s almost like he is laying down, but pressing a button you lay him all the way back as last thing you want is him fainting. You giggle at the thought of making this huge bull of a man faint but quash it before Sy notices.

You move quickly, applying Vaseline to the site before buzzing your machine in the ink and turning back to Sy. “Ready Captain?”

He shakes his head, and tries to sit up, but you gently apply pressure to his shoulder and say in a soothing tone, “You’re ok, Captain.” He shakes his head again, you grab his hand and place it on the forearm of your non-dominant side. “You can squeeze my arm if it will help,” you say in a voice, not much louder than a whisper. He finally nods and you see him set his jaw in a determined look and you the earlier blossom of heat between your legs grows, radiating all over your body.

As soon as the machine starts you feel his fingers dig deep into your flesh. You bit back the moan that threatened to escape your lips, knowing that those thick strong hands will leave bruises makes you think about what those bruises would look like on your thighs or hips. Leaning over him, your breasts brushing his other arm you start your first line and you see him squeeze his eyes shut and a groan rattles in his throat.

“How did that feel, Captain?” you ask near breathless, as you watch him tremble. Your mind won’t think of anything except for wondering if he squirms and groans like that in bed.

“Fine,” he spits out through, gritted teeth. “Keep going, woman.” You just about faint yourself at the tone of his voice, so thick and gravelly, with an irresistible quiver of fear that he fights so hard. You find his fear endearing and when mixed with his unwillingness to let his dread beat him, it made for an intoxicating but contradictory mix that you found irresistible.

You were able to work quickly, having already done the tattoo eleven times before. Giving the tattoo a wipe down, cleaning off any excess ink and Vaseline, you say with a little disappointment, “You’re all done Captain.”

Sy pries his hand off your arm and you help him sit up. You rub your arm, where his fingers dug into you, smiling knowing that at least for a couple of weeks, you would have them to remember him by.

Drawing his brows low, Sy asks, “Did I hurtcha, Sugar?” His voice was tender and concerned. He put his hand on your arm again, this time rubbing it to soothe the growing ache.

“Not nearly enough, Captain,” you say with a wink.

Sy barks out a laugh and you smile back at him. “I like the way you think, Sweet Pea.”

Covering his tattoo with gauze and tape you say brazenly, “I’ll bet there’s a few things I can do that you would like just as much.”

With a roguish grin and raised eyebrows Sy asks, “How about I take you home and find out?”

“I like the way you think too, Captain.”

[t4tails]

phoenix wright is a weird gray area because yeah he is dumb as shit but when he has a goal he goes for it in a surprisingly smart way. even if he gets punched and has evidence stolen from him from time to time. but we all make mistakes

phoenix used to be dumb (ate glass) but then he took the bar and interned under mia and now hes just silly. smart and silly

[djmad]

Some people been asking me. #djmad where have you been. My answer is. JUMPING ON WATER!!! #fools #sillyrabbit #doingme #movinginsilence https://www.instagram.com/p/CNqgG8tDU0K/?igshid=17lshjj475oui

[brokenteepee]

CAT! CAT! Can you believe this kitten infestation?! -Cappuccino I wouldn't call it an infestation but I AM NOT HAPPY -Harry The human did not discuss it with me. Did she ask you? -Cappuccino She did not. Nor did she ask Sherpa or Trout. -Harry This is a disgrace! -Cappuccino I agree, but what can we do? She just keeps telling me about how I came to live here and how I should GET A GRIP. -Harry I know! She does the same thing to me! Does this mean we actually have something in common?! -Cappuccino That's a scary thought -Harry . . #catsandrabbits #cappuccinothebunny #harrythefarmcat #tuxedocat #tuxie #tuxiecat #tuxedo #tuxiesofinstagram #rabbitsofinstagram #instabunny #instarabbit #bunny #bunniesofinstagram #rabbit #rescuebunny #housebunny #houserabbit #rescuerabbit #bunnycute #conversationswithcats #cathumor #rabbithumor #sillyrabbit #lapin (at Riverbend, Montana) https://www.instagram.com/p/B9ccnsQnw10/?igshid=gtsfpipnqkdm

[toriroze]

Flashback Friday to when I had just finished my freshman year of college @bostonconservatory in 2002 and my dear friend @ctrl_wlt_del asked me to go to the #prom with him...so we interpreted our own version of #rogerrabbit & #jessicarabbit playing #pattycake 🙌🏽🙏🏽🙌🏽 #fbf #flashbackfriday #love #plhs #pointlomahighschool #thespians #actors #costumes #dressup #sillyrabbit #characters #fun #highschool #memories #beyou https://www.instagram.com/p/B08p9GvH0Q2/?igshid=1brlu6rvg0gma

[sillyrabbit81]

Can I have one of henry's characters surprising their s/o at work (for example teacher XD) please :)

Summary: Sy doesn't tell his teacher girlfriend that he's back from deployment and surprises her at work.

Pairing: Captain Syverson x Female Teacher!Reader

Word Count: Approx. 700

Warnings: It's fluffy McFluff fluff. Syverson POV

Authors Note: Well given I can pick the character, Syverson is obvious choice. It ended up a Sy POV, I hope thats ok and I hope you like the direction I took it in.

Thanks for the ask!

Masterlist

Surprise For Teacher

I opened the door to the school with slick hands, I was so full of nervous energy. You were the only thing that made me feel like this. Even the long quiet nights, the eerie nights when you had a feeling in your gut that shit was about to go down, didn’t make me feel like you did.

I was a little worried, you didn’t like being singled out much. But I had thought so much about you, about us, in the last nine months, I had to make this day special.

I went to the office, signed in, and the ladies made a fuss over me. They were nattering away at me. I tried my best to pay attention, be polite, but I couldn’t stop thinking of you. The longer they kept me waiting, the less patience I had. I sat on the too small waiting chairs and folded my arms, my leg bounced with irritation.

Eventually the vice-principal came out of her office and led me to you. She didn’t chat much, she only welcomed me home and said she was pleased to have helped out with my surprise. She led me to the gym, where the assembly was taking place. It was your class’s turn to run it. I was told to wait at the door until it was time to come out.

I peeked through the small glass panels in the gym door and saw you. I almost threw the whole plan out the window and ran to you. You were so beautiful, dressed so sweet, hair done all pretty. I could almost smell your shampoo from behind the door.

I could hear your voice and it made me chuckle. It wasn’t your normal voice, it was your teacher voice, calm, strong, pronouncing every word with deliberate clarity. I liked it, but it didn’t compare to the whispered urgings in my ear when we were alone. That low, fervent desire I heard was what I clung to these past months, it’s what kept me sane, alive, I needed to hear you again.

I watched the kids in the audience, how they responded to you was heart melting. I had to bite my lip while I played with the small velvet box in my pocket. I hoped you wouldn’t make me wait too long. I want to make you a momma so badly. I pulled my thoughts back, you had to say yes first. I didn’t think you’d say no, I was sure you’d say yes, but it didn’t stop my hands from breaking out in a sweat again.

Why was this taking so long? Fuck this, I thought and I opened the doors and went to you, taking large strides as I walked, my sand boots stomping as I crossed the gym floor. You were still talking to the kids, who knew if it was important, but I was done waiting.

“Darlin’,” I called, not too loud, just enough for my words to travel. Your voice faltered, stuttered, you looked around. When our eyes met, I felt like I had been punched in the guts, winded, caught off guard, you were more beautiful than I remembered.

You ran to me, crying my name, and for the first time in months I felt a fire in me that I had forgotten I was capable of. I braced myself as you jumped into my arms, all I felt was your softness and gentle warmth. Your cries were both solace and agony. I knew I had made the right decision in that moment, I would take the desk job, stay here, I’d never leave you again.

“’S’all right now, Sugar,” I said in your ear, breathing deeply through my nose, letting your familiar scent wash over me. I buried my head in your neck, squeezing you tight, you felt so good in my arms, I never wanted to let you go.

You tried to say my name, but you cried to much. “Shh. Shh,” I soothed, stroking your hair. I looked at your face, your huge smile a funny contradiction to your tears. I smiled back at you, just quickly, before I kissed your velvety lips. It wasn’t our best kiss, your grin was so big I kissed your teeth more than your lips, but it was the kiss I will remember forever.

❤️

[sillyrabbit81]

Hi Rabbit,

Do you know of anyone that can do a photo manip of my four favorite actors together? I have one of Sebastian, Chris Evans, and Tom Hiddleston but I want Henry in the shot too. Any help will be greatly appreciated.

Paula

Hey Paula,

No not really. Does anyone know of someone who might be able to help?

❤️Rabbit

[sillyrabbit81]

Ah I love how when I open Detective Grumpypant's playlist, there are 24 green hearts already, cause they have been on my favorites before 💚. What do you think would be his go-to on the Telly? Given he'd ever have the time? Crime Series to go on nonstop of how far from reality they are? Fantasy movies? Sports? Nature documenaries?

I’m going to stick with the UK theme here and suggest that when Detective Grumpypants decides to watch tv he goes for British comedies. You know, the kinds that don’t always get you to laugh out loud, but are really funny or absurdist. His favs include:

Black Books

The zero fucks attitude of Bernard is right up Walter’s ally. He can’t tell you the number of times he’s wanted to smash his colleague’s heads together out of frustration.

The Mighty Boosh

Talk about absurdist, this show changes from season to season, but it’s always funny to Walter. If you catch him in a funny mood he may say “I’m Old Gregg.” Just don’t mention eels.

Blackadder

An oldie but a goodie, this one you don’t mind watching a few episodes of with Walter when he needs to unwind. Rowan Atkinson’s comedic timing is always perfect and you find yourself both giggling.

The Office

Walter will watch this anytime anywhere. He will even watch the US version if he has to.

Monty Python’s Flying Circus

From the Ministry of Silly Walks to fish slapping to the infamous Dead Parrot, this is Walter’s favourite and always brings him out of his dark moods and he develops a sudden interest in photography. Wink wink, nudge nudge, say no more.

I hope you enjoy!

[sillyrabbit81]

After all these long undies and their uhm owners - now I really need cowboy Sy in these... and a frustrated city girl being stuck with him in the wild for whatever reason 😅

This was hard and frustrating because so many had lovely cowboy hats that had to be edited out which meant they no longer looked like cowboys, but I found a few;

Below cut

[sillyrabbit81]

HALP!!!!!!!!!!

Look at those puppy eyes... He's not going to hurt you...

[sillyrabbit81]

I have just absolutely devoured your ‘Syverson’ fic 🔥❤️ I can’t even behind to properly explain, just how much I have fallen in love with Vix and Noah! I resonated so deeply with this story and it’s characters- it truely is a masterpiece of love and passion 🥰 it was a beautiful Journey to be able to partake in - thank you for sharing it 😍

Thank you for that! You've made me as happy as this little guy! It means so much to get feedback like that. You're awesome ❤️

I adore them too. Vix is my favourite OFC I've written, I wish I was her! She's cool AF.

[brokenteepee]

You moved my chair - Cappuccino I did. It's my yurt. I can do that - the human You did not ask me if you could move my chair. - Cappuccino I don't have too - my yurt. Technically my chair. You have no say. - the human Oh, so nothing is mine? -Cappuccino You have Cappuccinoville. That is certainly something. And your litter box which you have been erm, missing lately. - the human Cappuccinoville is OK if a little uninspired and where I pee is my business - Cappuccino Not when I sit in it! - the human Sheesh! Get over it. It's not poison. - Cappuccino No, but it is cold, wet and it smells. - the human Yes. Like me. And you LOVE me. - Cappuccino You should be thankful for that. - Cappuccino I am! I left you a gift. - Cappuccino What? Where? - the human That's for me to know and you to find. SURPRISE! - Cappuccino AAAAARRRRGGGGHHHH - the human . . #cappuccinothebunny #rabbitsofinstagram #instabunny #instarabbit #bunny #bunniesofinstagram #rabbit #rescuebunny #housebunny #houserabbit #rescuerabbit #bunnycute #conversationswithcappuccino #rabbithumor #sillyrabbit #badbunny (at Riverbend, Montana) https://www.instagram.com/p/B7B3oHRDa5i/?igshid=1kcymnte1aaj8

[brokenteepee]

Human! You went out last night! You locked me up! - Cappuccino I put you in your Deluxe Rabbit Abode for your own safety. Plus, we are allowed to go out! - the human I do not recall your asking for my permission. - Cappuccino Dude. We do not need your permission. Please remember who provides your hay, treats, fuds, and greens. - the human OK I might concede the permission thing but when I am President you WILL ask before you go out. - Cappuccino Uh huh. Dream big little bunny. Dream big. - the human . . #cappuccinothebunny #rabbitsofinstagram #instabunny #instarabbit #bunny #bunniesofinstagram #rabbit #rescuebunny #housebunny #houserabbit #rescuerabbit #bunnycute #conversationswithcappuccino #delusional #rabbithumor #sillyrabbit (at Riverbend, Montana) https://www.instagram.com/p/B6q3hGsDSFX/?igshid=1ejdt64gz90pw

[brokenteepee]

What are you doing in there? - the human Contemplating campaign strategy. It's my campaign headquarters. - Cappuccino That is the cats' cube and you know it. - the human It was unoccupied when I got here - Cappuccino That does not mean you could just move in! Would you take over Buckingham Palace if the Queen wasn't there when you showed up? - the human Oh! Do you think it's available? - Cappuccino Dude! You are running for President not King. - the human There's a difference? - Cappuccino If you have to ask that question you had better drop out now. - the human But I would look good with a crown - Cappuccino Dream on little bunny. Dream on - the human . . #cappuccinothebunny #rabbitsofinstagram #instabunny #instarabbit #bunny #bunniesofinstagram #rabbit #rescuebunny #housebunny #houserabbit #rescuerabbit #bunnycute #bunnyking #cappuccinoforpresident #rabbithumor #sillyrabbit #possessionisninetenthsofthelaw (at Riverbend, Montana) https://www.instagram.com/p/B6V_n5MHsK8/?igshid=bqv6f2jta9va