#bambi’s asks

[dear-aubade]

first of all I love your writing style 💔

second: can you make a drabble where Joel comforts reader during her cold or any kind of sickness, maybe even usual stomachache aand then they have soft cute gentle xex, and he whispers praises to her, soothing all of her aches, lyyy

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Awwe thank you for the kind words anon, I’m glad you like my work! Here you go!

Pairing: Joel Miller x Reader

Summary: You try to hide your sickness from Joel because you don’t want to stress him out. It doesn’t work.

Notes: Sick fic, praise kink, soft!dom!joel, sub!reader, sick!reader, reader is in her head a lot, unprotected p in v, reader is very much Joel’s baby, READER IS NOT PREGNANT SHE’S JUST NAUSEOUS

It was normal for you to be reserved. A little quieter than most, a little more soft. Joel knew you better than anybody, and he could tell when you’d slipped into your daydreams, just needing a few moments to drift off within your own head.

But this…this was different.

The day had started off as usual. You and Joel woke up together tangled in blankets, his strong arms holding you close. But the moment you blinked your bleary eyes awake you gave him a swift kiss and mumbled, “M’gonna go shower” before leaving him alone in bed.

Things only got stranger from there. That afternoon Joel was scheduled to leave for a short patrol with Tommy—lately there had been more Clicker sightings, so he and his brother had increased the amount of rotations needed per day. Joel didn’t want to leave you alone when he suspected something was wrong, but it was necessary for him to go if they wanted to keep Jackson a safe haven.

Normally when he was about to leave you’d get all teary-eyed and try to get as many kisses from him as you could before he took off. This time, however, you gave him a short smile and kissed his cheek. “I’ll see you when you get back.”

That sent Joel’s suspicion through the roof. He had studied your face, searching for any indication there might be something off. Your eyes were a little droopy, but he also knew that the night before you’d been up late with him reading to you…

“Is everything okay, baby?” he had asked softly.

Something flickered in your eyes and a little v appeared between your brow as it creased in confusion. “Of course. Why wouldn’t it be?”

“I don’t know, I’m just a little worried about you.”

At that, you gave him an innocent smile. “I’m just tired, Joel. I’m okay.” You stood on your tiptoes to press your lips to his in a soft peck. “I’ll be here when you get back.”

Against his better judgement, he’d left. But that didn’t stop him from worrying about you all throughout patrol.

You felt absolutely awful.

In the morning you’d woken with quite possibly the worst stomach ache you’d ever experienced. You thought a shower might make you feel better, that your body was just disagreeing with something you’d eaten the day before.

It got worse. It seemed that anything you did made the nausea flare up. All you wanted to do was be Joel’s princess for the day, to whine until he took you in his arms and hushed your cries with sweet words and sweeter kisses.

But he had patrol that day, and you didn’t want him to worry. You weren’t supposed to make him worry, you were supposed to be his good girl. You didn’t want him distracted—you knew he’d been stressed about the increased Clicker sightings and you didn’t want to add more to the burden he was already carrying.

And so you stayed silent about it. You smiled at him and sent him on his way, and finally, finally when you were alone, you snuggled up back in bed.

You were freezing. Even with the thick blankets piled on top of you, you still were shivering, and your stomach ache stayed constant. Even your mind began to fuzz to the point where you didn’t know how long it had been since Joel left. You stopped caring about the need to pretend everything was fine—you just wanted him.

You weren’t in the living room when Joel got back. Normally you’d be there waiting since it was the closest comfy place to the door, so the moment you heard the door open you could run and embrace him in a flurry of kisses.

But you weren’t there.

“Baby?” he called out, shutting the door behind him.

No response.

He frowned and took his shoes off, then shed his thick snow jacket and gloves. Beneath he was just wearing dark-washed jeans and his signature flannel.

In your room, all Joel saw was a lump beneath the thick gray comforter. “Darlin’?” Joel crossed the room and knelt beside the bed. Were you asleep? Did—

“Joel?” Your voice was strained, small. You rolled over and Joel’s stomach sank. Your eyes were hazy, your cheeks slightly flushed. Had you been crying?

“Sweetheart,” he whispered. “What’s wrong?”

He cupped your cheek and your bottom lip quivered for a moment before you burst into tears.

“Oh, baby.” He promptly stood and got into bed with you, pulling you into his arms. You were so much smaller than him, so easy to pick up and hold against him. “I gotcha. Shh,” he soothed.

You cried quietly into his chest as you clung to him while he smoothed back your hair and pressed gentle kisses to your head. His words were soft murmurs.

“It’s okay darlin’, I’m here now. S’alright….deep breaths sweetheart, can you do that for me? Can you—oh, good girl. That’s it, just keep taking deep breaths for me…”

Eventually your sobs quieted, though a tear still fell down your cheek every now and then. After a few more minutes of holding you, Joel spoke again.

“What’s wrong, honey?” he prompted. “Can you tell me what happened?”

You sniffled. “Just….” Your brow creased. “Jus’ don’t feel good.”

Joel hummed. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Didn’t want you to worry.” Your bottom lip trembled. “I didn’t want—“

“Hey, don’t start again,” he cooed softly, wiping away your tears with his thumb. “You don’t ever have to think that ever again, you hear? I like worrying about you. You’re my baby, ‘s my job to take care of you.”

He saw your reaction to that—lips parting, brows relaxing, eyes going a little doe like.

“You like hearin’ me say that?” he murmured, thumb gently caressing your cheekbone, catching another stray tear. “Like that I take care of you?”

You nodded, eyes big and wide.

Joel kissed your forehead. “You need me to distract you a little bit baby? Make all the bad feelings go away for awhile?”

“Mhmm.” Your little voice was breathless.

Joel chuckled. “Alright honey. You just keep laying there n’ lookin’ pretty—don’t gotta do any of the work.”

Your head had been fuzzy before because of the sickness, but it was nothing compared to now. When Joel talked to you like this, held you like this…it made everything around him grow foggy.

He slid his hand beneath the waistband of your sweatpants and his index finger started to tease your bud over your panties. You squirmed.

“Wigglin’ already baby? I haven’t even done anything yet.” You could hear the smile in Joel’s voice.

His fingers slid past your underwear to dip into your wetness. You whined and tucked your face into the crook of his neck, embarrassed at how slippery you were already.

Joel chuckled and held you tighter. “It’s okay, sweet girl. Nothing wrong with bein’ ready.”

You whimpered as his fingers circled the outside of your entrance. You shook your head at his teasing. “Want your cock,” you whined so sweetly in his ear. “I can take it, promise….just want you to make it all better.”

“Awe baby,” Joel crooned, pressing another kiss to your hair. “Okay. Just give me a sec…”

He shifted to pull down his pants and boxers and toss them to the side. He was already hard against your hip. Laying side-by-side, your chest to his, Joel slid his length past your folds.

Oh….you could have sworn you forgot about your aches and pains right in that moment. He made you feel so full. He was so big, so thick and warm….you could feel him all the way up in your tummy.

Joel let out a sigh that bordered on a groan. “You’re so perfect, sweetheart. So good…”

He started to rock his hips gently and you whimpered, burying your face into his chest.

He chuckled. “So shy, baby. That’s okay, you just sit there…don’t gotta worry about a single thing.”

One of your legs hooked over his hip as his pace sped up and you clung to him the whole way through. You felt so…so…oh, you feel him dragging along your walls so nicely. You were absolute putty in his arms—Joel always made you feel that way, always gave you such big feelings it made you feel too small to hold them all.

“So good, baby,” he cooed. “Such a good girl, taking me so well…just lay there and let me fill you up—oh, you’re so tight around me princess…”

You could feel it then, that big feeling. The one that made you whimper and whine, trying to hide your face more than it already was. “Joel…”

“It’s okay, just let it happen.” His pelvis was rubbing against your bundle of nerves oh so nicely it made you dizzy. “Let me feel you finish on my cock, darlin’, you’re so good for me, so good…”

Every coo and murmur only brought you higher. You let out another high-pitched whine as the feeling started to become too much, too tight too hot too everything, oh you were right there, you…

You cried out as you reached your peak and then fell over the edge. Joel held you the whole way through as you clenched around him and he spilled inside of you, murmuring praises the whole time.

“Good girl, good girl….my pretty baby, you’re doing so well, taking my cock in that pretty pussy of yours….that’s it sweetheart…”

He rocked his hips gently to help bring you down from your high, slowly decreasing his pace until he came to an eventual stop.

He held you in his arms, your body against his. You hummed contentedly and nuzzled at his neck.

Joel smiled. “Feel better, sweet girl?”

“Mmm.”

Joel chuckled. “I’ll take that as a yes.” He kissed your forehead. “Why don’t we get in the bath for a bit to clean up, and then I’ll make you some soup? Nothing that will be too harsh on your stomach.”

You blinked drowsily and nodded. “Mhmm. I’d like that.”

Yes, you’d like that very much indeed.

[cocoakrispis-blog]

Hello <3 wanted to invade your inbox to say I really love your work!! You are an incredible writer and I hope you're having a good day :) x ♥︎

wow you are literally the sweetest this is so motivating to hear especially from you who is also an extremely talented writer!! i am definetly having a great day now i wish the same to you 💕💕

[mattslolita]

bambi needs to cum, but chris said no. so she looks at him with her glassy eyes and he has to say yes 🤭

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"p-please..."

a low growl escapes chris's lips as he looks up at you, his thrusts relentless as your nails dig into his back, legs wrapped around his torso as broken moans and whiny pleas fall past your lips.

"w-wanna cum, baby," you beg, your eyes glassy and wide as you stare up at him, lust clouding your expression, "please, can i cum?"

and fuck, how could he say no to those eyes? the way your gummy walls squeeze his cock as his eyes rolling into the back of his head, before he opens them again and lazily smirks down at you.

"been such a good girl f'me, yeah?" chris drawls, his hand going down to rub circles on your clit, "g'head an' cum pretty, look at me."

that was all the confirmation you needed as chris gripped your chin, tilting your head upward to face him; a loud, pornographic moan of his name falls from your lips as your velvety walls flutter around him, your arousal spilling out of you, creating a creamy ring around his mushroom tip. a possessive look clouds chris's eyes as he stares down at you in awe.

"so fuckin' good, such a good girl. my good girl."

[inkbybambi]

brain is mostly empty thinking about ghoap x reader 👅 soap is home with reader but ghost isnt. soap wants to put on a show and facetimes simon. simon is met with the sight of soap fully dressed and reader with no clothes on. r's legs are spread and theres a hum in the room. soap is using a vibrator on readers clit just abusing those nerves and her legs are shaking but he doesnt stop and simon gets to see it all. what a show

anon your brain !!!!

soap absolutely taking advantage of the time he gets alone with you, not letting you out of his sight for even a second after simon leaves. pawing at you, fingers trailing up your legs, panties pushed to the side so he can stuff his fingers in your cunt, still wet and warm and filled with simon's cum from just before he left. he wants to show simon their best girl, even if he wants to be selfish with you for just a little bit.

so he manhandles you to the bed, panties torn and tucked into his pocket for later, legs spread so pretty to show the mess of slick and cum coating them, using simon's good ties to keep you anchored properly to the bed so you can't move.

you hear the telltale ringing of the phone as he fishes your favorite vibe from the bedside table, simon biting out a busy, mactavish and the sound of shuffling papers.

aye, just watch, lt comes soap's cheeky reply as he steps back in between your legs, the vibe coming to life as he presses it to your clit, soft and puffy and oversensitive because he spent half an hour lapping at it.

your legs jerk, oversensitive and on edge because he didn't let you cum and you hear simon's intake of breath even over the line through the haze of your lust and the static filling your head as you desperately grind up against the toy, so close to your release and soap, the bastard, not letting you have it.

"think i should let 'er cum, sir?" soap asks, voice low and breathy as he watches you through the screen, hole clenching around nothing, making a mess on the bed that he'll happily lick away later.

"not just yet," comes the murmured reply, the squeak of the chair as he leans back and the zip of his jeans, the groan you could recognize in your sleep as simon takes his cock in hand.

you bastard, comes your sobbed moan, toes curling as soap denies you another orgasm, soap hissing as he sees simon's eyes narrow through the mask.

you're gonna pay for that one, bonnie, and you hate him too, but you can't do anything more than lay there and writhe as you toe the line of pleasurepain, desperate and exhausted and missing simon even more because you can hear his voice but you can't have him.

it takes soap an hour to tease you to orgasm, when simon's finally done playing and has to get back to work.

soap leaves you tied to the bed, pussy drooling with his own cum as a present to simon when he finally makes it home.

[barbieaemond]

FREDDIE FOX as Ser Gwayne Hightower House of the Dragon 2.03

[eze-3]

cough..

the council requests a follow up to the rook w/ Bambi drawing where he actually does go to show vil..

you don’t have to if you don’t want to- just a request- no worries if you dont

but if you do 100 times thanks!

yours truly

~@rook-hunt-appreciation

rook is a huge fan of this crossover

p1

[sematarygirls]

hi love! congrats on 1k! 🌼 pls! i'd love to see bambi!reader :)

 🦌 ⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ ─── introducing bambi!reader

kildare's sweetheart .ᐟ  doe-eyed girl.  1111.  old films. lace-trimmed dresses.  scented candles.  chess. classic fairytales.  pressed flowers.  vintage jewlery.  pink stationary.  baked goods.  heart locket necklace.  wicker baskets.  handwritten letters.  patchwork quilts.

.ᐟ    bambi!reader is the sweetest girl in kildare. she's soft spoken and shy, skiddish like a little deer. she's easily spooked and gets nervous very easily, small giggles falling past her lips when she starts to feel her skin heating up and the anxiety creeping in.

.ᐟ    bambi!reader is as sentimental as they get. she has a little box of all the birthday cards she's ever recieved, and she holds every gift she's ever been given near and dear to her heart. she loves giving the people she loves random little gifts and trinkets, whether it be a flower she picked on her way to see them or some baked goods she whipped up.

.ᐟ    bambi!reader is a master at chess. she picked it up playing with her father growing up, and she was fascinated by the strategy of it, the anticipation of your opponent's move and the reaction to what they eventually decide to do. you wouldn't expect it by looking at her, but she's surprisingly competitive.

.ᐟ    bambi!reader is a lover girl. she wears her heart on her sleeve and is often very trusting. she's a people pleaser that values how other people see her more than anything else, which often ends up in her getting hurt by people who take advantage of that. still, she continues to try and see the good in people, despite the pain it causes her.

             ୭ৎ bambi!reader works below .ᐟ

coming soon...

[fawnhart]

BAMBI PHOTO DUMP ! ˚ ᡣ𐭩. 𖥔 ๋࣭

this is what I imagine Bambi’s camera roll to look like

© 𝐅𝐀𝐖𝐍𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐓, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

[rafesfawn]

𝜗ৎ ⋆｡˚ question! I wanna make a reader au based on this aesthetic but I literally can’t think of a name for it if anyone has any ideas lmk pls pls pls pls i beg xx

[doomdoomofdoom]

If you've been boycotting Eurovision, you may have missed out on how bad it truly was, so here are a few events in no particular order:

The opening act of the semi-finals was Eric Saade, a swedish-palestinian singer who participated in Eurovision 2011. He wore a keffiyeh, a palestinian headdress, around his arm like a wristband.

Despite not making any political statements or drawing attention to his accessory, he was reprimanded by the EBU for "compromising the non-political nature of the event".

During their semi-final performance, the Irish contestant had the word "ceasefire" in old irish runes painted on their face. They were ordered to change it for the final, as it was deemed too political.

The contestant from Israel was not allowed to mingle with the other contestants, due to supposed security risks.

During an Interview, she was asked if she felt any concerns over her participation potentially endangering the event and the people present. The host told her she did not have to answer this question. Dutch contestant 'Joost' asked "why not?"

Joost, while not openly antagonizing the Israeli contestant, has made covert critical remarks about the EBUs decision to allow Israel to participate.

On Friday, the day before the Finale, Joost was investigated by the swedish police for a supposed incident where he threatened an EBU crew member. Thursday, a female camera operator had followed him off-stage to continue filming, even though there was an agreement not to film him off-stage. After she ignored his requests to stop, he threatened her with some sort of gesture.

Joost was disqualified mere hours before the finale. He was slotted to perform just before Israel and considered a favorite and potential winner.

The show itself did not address his disqualification. The dutch entry was simply skipped with no further comment.

Israeli broadcaster KAN was confirmed to have broken EBU rules during their coverage of the Irish act in the Semifinal. The commentator spoke negatively about their act, condemning the very scary goth aesthetic, and noting their willingness to criticize Israel's actions.

Despite Irish contestant Bambie Thug lodging a complaint with the EBU, there was no penalty or other repercussion.

If you were hoping that the event itself would turn into some sort of protest, I have to disappoint you:

Despite rumors of other contestants dropping out over Joost's disqualification, all of them performed.

There was audible booing every time Israel was on-screen, including their performance, announcement of points, and every time they received points. There was equally audible cheering.

No contestant or spokesperson directly addressed the ""controversy"" (read: ongoing genocide being artwashed), although very few made covert remarks about peace, love, dignity, and equality.

The most explicit it got was the Austrian spokesperson, saying something along the lines of "It's hard to find only positive words in a time where heartlessness prevails. But we hope everyone can unite through music and show that everyone deserves to be treated equally"

No one stormed on stage or held up a palestinian flag or anything, if you were hoping for that. I certainly was.

Israel gave its 12 points (both Jury and public) to Luxembourg. The singer is half-israeli and born in Jerusalem.

Jury votes mostly ignored Israel, netting them a total of 52 points through jury votes, which put them somewhere in the middle of the scoreboard. Norway, Cyprus, and Germany awarded them 8 points each, making them the main contributors.

In contrast, Israel received 323 points from the public voting. They were second only to Croatia with 337. 15 public votings, including "rest of the world" awarded Israel their 12 points, more than any other country would receive. The only countries not to award any points to Israel in the public vote were Croatia and Ukraine.

Israel thereby placed 5th out of 25.

But hey, at least the winner (Switzerland) was nonbinary, diversity win amirite. Notably, they had to smuggle in their pride flag, since EBU guidelines only allow flags of participating countries and the rainbow flag. (This is also why palestinian flags were not allowed. It's not a new rule, but they certainly weren't going to start bending it now.)

If there's one thing to take away from this: Do not ever think the rest of the world is on your side, just because your social media is. The rest of the world has shown their allegiance, and it lies with Israel and Genocide.

Do not stop fighting for what is right.

[scurviesdisneyblog]

𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚗𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚝Ｉᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ᴀɢᴇ (1937 - 1942)

[cocoakrispis-blog]

hi hi new moot <3 just wanted to tell u that im obsessed with ur school crush ellie hcs!!

OMG HIII :333 TYSM FOR READJNG MY SCHOOL CRUSH ELLIE HCS!!! seems like lots of people liked it i’m thinking about making a part 2!!!

[graciegrumps]

Catzai this Catzai that.. what about deerzai? Y'all ever check up on deerzai?

Do you see the vision or am i insane 🙃

Spot the difference challenge go!

Same face.

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[httyd-art-requests]

Dunno if you've ever heard of Bambi lesbians (basically lesbians who prefer less sexual expressions of love- like cuddling ect.) But that flag on a terrible terror would be amazing! (No pressure obviously!!)

I've heard of them!! It's such an adorable name for this type of attraction, and the flag is absolutely gorgeous <3

Dragon #117 - Bambi Lesbian Terrible Terror

Requests are currently closed!

[mattslolita]

how would chris react to bambi crushing on a celebrity

oh he's coo with that !! he know damn well bambi is HIS girl. yk, even if it was drew starkey...

"you talk about this man all the fuckin' time. what, you gonna marry him or some shit if ya had the chance?"

"chris! it's drew starkey! how could you ask me that?"

"you don't really fuck with me, i see how it is."

"boy shut up, and get over here!" *cue bambi sitting in chris's lap and attacking his face with kisses while he pettily decides not to wrap his arms around her😭*

[barbieaemond]

FREDDIE FOX as Gwayne Hightower | 2.04