#bunn answers

[ninjago-rp-official]

question: when will the truth or dare event start, and how long will it last?

Whenever I finish the posters! (Pretty soon, working hard at it!) Once those are done some of the asks will be drawn which will take a few days (3?). Then, we answer em all! Asks for the event will still be open after just that they probably won't be paired with art!

I'd say a good amount to let it keep going after is a day or two

~ Bunn <3

[marbledmoonstone]

MARBLE!!!!

IT'S ALMOST BEEN A YEAR SINCE WE'VE BEEN FRIENDS AND IT'S BEEN SUCH A RAD YEAR- Happy Halloween homie :]

[sae-mian]

ൠ - random headcanon for your oc of choice!

something random, eh..... alright!

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☮ - random /// hana

hana has a pet kitten.

he adores all animals (even the dangerous ones) - was always desperate to have a pet of some kind. eventually nimin grew tired of his pleading (and attempting to sneak in with strays), and let him "officially" adopt one.

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[headcanon meme]

[chill-bunn-sage]

🐹you've always struck me as gentle and easy to approach

Awhh… thank you ;u;

I try my best!

[cheekys-slut]

I want to take you deep into the forest, deep enough no one can hear your squeals when I tie you to a tree with your soaked (don't lie you'd start dripping the moment I pulled you off the path) underwear and some duct tape as a gag.

Swatting your ass and thighs till the imprints of my hands overlap across your cheeks and your skin flushes a bright pink. Leaving you there, tied up and exposed, to go cut a nice whippy cane to beat you with.

Striking you with the cane till faint breaks in your skin appear, crisscrossing the puffy outlines of where my hands struck hardest.

Might fix me, I think

Considering the way I bruise, I doubt it'll take much to turn my whole ass bright red... im inclined to say that if this did happen, II'd need to send off the pictures of the bruising (and how that progresses ) to the person who caused it, just so they knew the impact of their work

[cringefailfagcat]

i love you goodnight

I love you. sleep well.

[le-velo-pour-dru]

♧

You’re my: mutual!! 😊💖

How I met you: It was through Saf's Discord server!! :D 💖 Sorry I haven't been active there in a while btw 😅

Why I follow you: I wanted to follow back everyone in that server who followed me :3 🫶

Your blog is: I honestly don't have a concrete idea of what it's like, I see your posts on my dash but for some reason I don't have an idea of This Is What Pete's Blog Is Like... I really like your ask box tag though, I go there sometimes when I wanna find an ask game to reblog :3 🫶 I also like your pinned post a lot!! ^^ 💖

Your URL is: fun!! I like it :3

Your icon is: a Homestuck character with your pride flags behind it? I'm not a Homestuck fan, but I think it looks really cool 😁🫶💖

A random fact I know about you: You have really cool style, based on some pictures I saw of you in idkhowblrcord :3 💖 Also previous pfps of yours have been Ray Toro and Wallace Wells <3

General opinion: Honestly I don't have a very good idea of what you're like as a person, cause most of the posts I've seen from you are vent posts, and I feel like that's not a good representation of what people are actually like. You're always nice to me though, and you seem really nice and cool, so. yay :3 🫶💖

A random thought I have: Sorry if this answer is weird, I just don't know you super well but I do think you're neat and I appreciate how nice you are to me :3 🫶🩷

[bunnakit]

Favorite sandwich?

oh uuuuhmmm. usually a california club with a gratuitous amount of avocado, olive oil, and red vinegar, or a turkey melt with sun-dried tomato spread

[be-with-me-so-happily]

Can you write a fic were it’s reader asking Harry if he would still love her if she were a worm 😭😂 I just find it so hilarious

I wrote this in like 10 minutes. Hehe, it was fun! I'm so sorry it took me so long to respond to your ask. Hopefully you're still around and you like what I wrote for ya. Love you all 🩷

Sitting in bed, your phone in hand, you look over to the man beside you. He's sitting comfortably against the headboard, his tattoos canvased across his bare torso, and a book in hand. His bottom lip is pinched by his index finger and thumb, and his brow is furrowed in deep though as he absorbs the words on the page in front of him.

Your gaze flickers down to your phone for a moment, and you smile, trying hard not to giggle with the knowledge of what your plan is.

"Hey, H?" Your voice is quiet, and solemn, hoping you're letting off a more serious demeanor.

"Yes, love?" He responds, lowering his current read and turning his head over in your direction.

"Umm, well, I was just wondering..." You start off, wondering if your hesitation is persuasive. "Would you still love me... if I was a worm?"

"Why? Planning some major life change, are you?"

"Would you?"

"Look, when I said we should spend more time in the garden, I didn't mean-"

"Harry!" You giggle, unintentionally breaking the facade you were determined to hold up against his charm.

"Is this because I teased you about your dance moves yesterday? Because I think this is taking it a little too far." He smiles, twisting to face you and lifting his palms to squish them against your face. "You don't have to turn into a worm for me to love the way you wiggle..."

"Will you please answer the question."

"Well, I'd be very sad if you were a worm..." He replies, a mischievous smirk instantly digging into his cheek. "I don't want you to sleep in the dirt..."

"Oh, just forget it." You roll your eyes. Clearly he knows what you're trying to do, which means he's not going to give you a straight answer.

"Plus, if I was a bluebird..." He utters, pressing his lips gently against yours for a quick kiss. "It wouldn't turn out very well for you, little worm..."

"You're horrible." You pout, pushing away, turning your lamp off, scooting down, and pulling the covers right up under your chin. All in a false tantrum that he only chuckles at.

Harry slides over next to you, wrapping his arm around your waist and nuzzling his face into your neck.

"I'd rather us both be rabbits."

"What? Why rabbits?"

"So we can fuck like bunn-"

"Oh my god, Harry!"

[patheticbabie]

The Feels - Dick Grayson x Reader

The Feels - Dick Grayson x Reader (fem reader)

A/N: I was listening to the feels by twice while writing this, so this is very self indulgent for me to write this. Yep I got carried away writing this, from 2am - 3am. But I had fun, cause I’ve had thots about Dick Grayson for two nights in a  row now. Anyways enjoy 💙

Warnings: best friends who are idiots, friends to eventual lovers, they did this whole thing backwards, smut 18+, NO MINORS OR AGELESS BLOGS, dirty talk, grinding, fingering, recording intimate acts, nipple play plus nipple piercings, oral (f receiving), caught in the act. Wow okay I think that’s all the warnings.

It’s finally the weekend, and it was the rare occurrence that everyone was at the Manor, to hang out or do their own thing. Dick had asked his best friend if she wanted to come along with him, and seeing as her weekend was free she thought why not.

“YOU CHEATED! You can’t do that, you can't gang up on me and put down +4’s.” Dick scoffed and pointed at Jason, Tim and his best friend with a scowl.

“House rules Dickiebird, so go on pick up the cards” Jason grinned

Everyone’s competitive streak comes out, with arguments about their stupid house rules, and ganging up on one another. The only players left were Jason and Dick. Both players glared at each other. They’re both down to one card, and Dick picked up a card and hid his grin.

Jason grumbling about how he didn’t have the correct colour was forced to draw a card. Dick laughing to himself, slammed the +4 into the pile. 

“Hey littlewing….uno bitch” 

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Feeling bored hanging around downstairs, Dick made his way up to his old bedroom, and played something from his playlist, whilst going about tidying little bits and pieces.

She made her way upstairs, getting close to his bedroom, his bluetooth speakers blasting a familiar kpop song, by both of their favourite girl group.

“You have stolen my heart oh yeah, never let it go oh oh, no never let it go oh oh oh” she heard him sing loudly, and watched from the door as he did the choreo in front of his full length mirror without a care in the world.

Making her way into his room, she giggled seeing him and came closer to him and grabbed his hand with a smile and teasingly said the lyrics “you got my attention, so what’s your intention? Tell me baby, what’s the deal?’

He pulled her close to his chest, with a smirk and twinkle in his eyes as they danced lost in a world with just them. His finger gently pushed a stray hair behind her ear, as she watched him with a dreamy look. “Did you enjoy the little show? I do think I could be twices’ 10th member.”

Laughing softly, she loved hearing his little random thoughts. “Hm.. maybe, but there is that one problem, they’re a girl group and you’re a guy. Although I would love to see you perform TT or fancy, that would be amazing to watch.”

Pulling away from her, he laid down on his bed and patted the spot beside him. Laying next to him, he gathered her in his arms and played with her hair. The silence was comfortable, as both of their thoughts were filled with each other.

“Hey bunny, you heard they’re coming here for a concert?” she hummed as her answer

“Do you wanna go together, like…as in a date night thing?” he didn’t know he was holding his breath waiting for an answer.

Sitting up slightly, she looked down at him trying to hide her ever growing smitten smile. He had a sense of panic, it’s only been 10 seconds since he asked her out, but it felt like time was slow, “Bunn-” he didn’t finish the sentence as he suddenly felt a pair of soft lips pressed upon him. Holding her closer to him, his hand tangled in her hair, as they kissed. 

Pulling away slightly from his addictive lips, she whispered, “to quote twice; I got the feels for you. And yes to the date.”

He grinned, “a woman who knows the ways to my heart.” pulling her on top of him, so she was straddling, he didn’t think he could ever be tired of the view in front of him.

She laughed softly and winked at him, before leaning down to connect their lips. His hands roamed her body, as she moved her hips against his ever growing boner, moaning softly into the kiss as Dick softly pulled on her bottom lip. Her hands tugging on his shirt, he reluctantly pulled away from her lips to remove it and throw it on his bedroom floor.

Biting her lips as her eyes followed the hard lines of his body, watching him subtly flex. Unaware of the needy whimper that escaped her throat, and the slight grind of her hips on his cock. He chuckled softly

“Baby, I love how needy you are.” his smug smile got wider as he made sure to grind up against her hard, for her to feel his desire for her.

Tapping her thighs, he asked her to remove her shorts. Not ever being one to deny him of anything, she quickly removed her shorts, throwing it on the ground next to his shirt. Settling back down onto his lap to grind against his cock, she pouted ��Why am I the only one in my underwear? Dick you’re such a perv.”

“Because I love this view, wait can I take a photo? I promise it’ll be for my eyes only.” With a nod, he reached to grab his phone, opening the camera, and grinned at the position they’re in. Her on top of him, her hands underneath her shirt and cupping her tits, wearing a blue thong which coincidentally was his nightwing suit colour. Tilting her head to the side with an innocent smile, She lifted her shirt and rested it on her collarbones, allowing him to see the matching lace bra. He smirked, and snapped multiple photos of her. 

“Hm..you know how they say videos are sometimes better? I have an idea, is that okay with you Dick? You know something for your spankbang when you’re away.

Groping her ass before giving it a smack, he smirked at her yelp “Of course bunny. I’ll hold the phone, and you do whatever you’re comfortable with.:

Phone focused on her body, lowering the cups of her bra, he growled seeing her nipple piercings. He had an inkling but never asked her about it. Now in front of him licking his lips as he watched through his phone as she played with her nipples. 

“Are they sensitive?”

“Hm…extra since my nipples have always been sensitive.” her voice airy as she moved the metal bar on her right nipple. Her free hand tilted his head up to watch her, and her smile was mischievous. 

“Do you wanna see what it’s like to suck on them? You know for curiosity's sake, and even better, I’ll record you doing it. What do you think babe?”

“Fuck yes” he handed her his phone, as she pressed record and a gasp escaped from her as his lips latched onto one nipple, as his tongue swirled around the metal bar. His hands are busy cupping and squeezing her tits, his fingers working on rolling her right nipple. Kisses made their way to her right nipple, as he gently sucked on the nipple making her moan loudly. The view she had from his phone was making her lose her mind. Stopping the recording, she threw his phone on the bed, before tugging on his hair and pulling him into a deep kiss.

“Need you, please. I want you” she panted in between breaths as his lips made their way down her neck. His fingers made their way to where she wanted him most. Fingers rubbing her pussy through her blue lace underwear, he felt how wet she was.

“Yeah baby? I can feel how wet you are. I’ll give you anything you want.” He growled against her neck as he bit hard enough to leave a mark. Sliding her panties to the side, his fingers ran through her lips, feeling how drenched she was. Slipping his fingers in her cunt, he cursed at the delicious feel of her velvety walls squeezing his fingers. 

He glanced down seeing how her pussy easily sucked his fingers in with how wet she was for him. Thumb rubbing her clit, he groaned addicted to watching his fingers becoming wetter with her desire. “Fuck baby, look down and see how your greedy cunt easily takes my fingers.” looking down she whimpered seeing his fingers work in and out of her cunt with a steady pace. 

“Looks so hot right princess? The way your cunt squeezes my fingers, not wanting to let go. And the sounds this pretty pussy makes? I’m addicted to it, I should make your moans and the pretty sounds your pussy makes my alarm.

“Dickie…can I record this pretty please?” she didn’t have to ask since she knew his answer, as she grabbed his phone, already having the camera ready to record. 

Removing her off his lap, he laid her down on the pillows, spreading her legs. He groaned seeing how wet she was. Looking up at her, he winked at her flustered face “let’s make that recording better, I’m gonna eat this pretty pussy like it’s my last meal.” 

With a nod, she pointed his phone down towards him, his hands holding her thighs apart, he knew how wet she was, but he couldn’t help himself as he spat on her pussy, and she gasped, behind his phone. Not wasting time, his tongue licked a long strip from her cunt to her clit, fingers gently working in and out of her. Lips sucking on her clit, she felt him making moves with his tongue as if he was spelling something. He was though, spelling his name on her clit, she whimpered as her hand tried to steady as it focused on him.

Moving away from her clit, to press kisses down to her opening, his eyes trained on the camera, giving a wink, finding her entrance his tongue replaced his fingers, and she let out a loud moan feeling his tongue in her pussy.

Her free hand rolling her nipple and playing with the metal bar, feeling weak watching him between her legs. Not knowing where to look, through his phone's camera, or watch the real thing. His groans wracking her body, he couldn’t get enough of how sweet her pussy tasted. 

Pulling away slightly, he panted to catch his breath, he looked at her flushed face and laughed softly, “your pussy is so sweet, so fucking tasty, gonna spend all my days eating your cunt out.”

“I-I won’t complain, getting eaten out everyday sounds like a dream” she whispered breathlessly

His lips wrapped around her clit before moving down, as his tongue entered her cunt. Using the zoom on his camera, she focused on how Dick was tongue fucking her as his thumb rubbed tight circles on her clit. Feeling her pussy tighten around his tongue, she panted and moaned his name loudly, knowing she was close.

“P-please. Fuck I’m so close.”

Groaning against her cunt, he worked his tongue as fast as he could, as his fingers worked on her clit in the same rhythm. Hearing her scream his name loudly, he felt her squirt on him. Groaning, he worked his tongue lazily against her pussy, groaning as he felt her squirt again.

Unaware of how loud her scream was, and unaware of someone standing by the doorway having witnessed Dick eating his best friend's pussy and making her squirt and her holding Dick’s phone towards the scene and recording everything? might be the hottest thing he’s witnessed.

Subtly adjusting his jeans, he awkwardly cleared his throat. Both heads snapped towards the door. Both of them quickly tried to cover up with the bed covers. “Jay…how long were you there for?” Dick asked breathless, chin shining and dripping with your essence.

“um…I guess…long enough to see you make her squirt twice. And you asked her to record it? Fuck that’s hot. Anyways, I came because I heard a scream so I wanted to see if things were okay, and I can see things are more than okay.” He smirked at both of them

“Hey princess, ask Dick to send me that video if you’re okay with it.” Winking at her flushed face, and he laughed as Dick threw a pillow at him telling him to get out and close the door.

Pulling her into his arms, both breathless from what had happened. “You know he was right, that video is the hottest thing on my phone…well until we fuck and I record us, with your consent of course bunny.”

“Hm…that sounds like fun. A close up of your cock going in and out of my pussy…sounds like a great movie night.” she grabbed his hand and placed it onto her wet pussy, sighing as he ran his fingers lightly through her.

“But not till after our date, because I”ve been looking forward to this concert.”

[sotwk]

do you have any recommendations for writers of gen fic? <33

*trips over myself in the rush to answer this Ask* DO I EVER!!!

I happily and highly recommend the following Tolkien Gen Fic Writers, and have included their Ao3 accounts for easy binging access:

@emyn-arnens - Ao3: Arveldis

@hobbitwrangler - Ao3: obsessive_combustive

@cuarthol - Ao3: cuarthol

@cycas - Ao3: bunn

I must also mention a couple of my favorites who have written excellent Gen/Family fics alongside their ship/romance fics:

@from-the-coffee-shop-in-edoras - Ao3: Showed_Up_Late_To_The_Muster

@scyllas-revenge - Ao3: Scyllas_revenge

Thank you so much for Asking, Anon! I don't get to make rec posts often enough, so I'm so glad when I'm pushed to do so by Asks. :)

[marbledmoonstone]

hello!!!! i saw your ask, just wanted to thank you for your kind words, they mean a lot 🥹 im so looking forward to your request lovey 🤍

AUGHCHCBCJGJNCHFHVH YOU'RE WELCOME!!!

[sae-mian]

canvas: Does your OC have any scars, piercings, tattoos, or other markings? Do they display or cover them up at all?

thank you for the ask!! (sorry it took me a bit to get to!)

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nira'sae, fortunately, only has a handful of scars/markings! (one of the benefits of having a fairly recently made body, i guess)

SCARS:

an accident in kugane - the first scar is a small divot on the lower right side of their back. they landed ass first on a pile of pottery, broke the lot, and got a sherd wedged in there. worst part is, they didn't even notice it for full day...

vs Zenos, ultima thule - their second, and two most noticeable scars are wrapping over their left shoulder, and around their right middle (almost from spine to navel, overlapping the potsherd scar). both of these were acquired during their final fight with Zenos.

crafter-brained idiot - the final scar is an entry and exit wound on the left side of their torso. during their initial raid of Pandaemonium, after the fall of Hesperos, they got too close to investigate the materials of his cape and rapier, theorizing their potential to be re-used for weaponry/gear. which would have been fine, if he was dead. but he wasn't. and they got impaled. (deserved)

MARKINGS:

echo of crystal - embedded in their left wrist is a small shard of crystal, from the Crystal Tower of the First. they acquired it during shadowbringers, attempting to heal the crystal exarch - and it persisted even after they died and got a new body.

aether scarring - unsure whether this qualifies as a scar or a marking, but it looks more like the latter. on both their shoulder blades are thin, vein-like aether channels, just beneath the surface of their skin. (a remnant of their time very nearly becoming a sin-eater)

oc asks: character design edition

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[chill-bunn-sage]

anon thought of something to consider: krysanthe but in her default viera gear (is that already a thing?)

Hmmm, you request Bunn in starter gear?

I can provide that… For A Price! >:D€

Nah lmao, I’m kidding. Here ya go, mysterious friend .u.

[locobastaaa]

The fine line between what's real and what's not

Tighnari x Reader

Tw: suggestive at the end, Wanderer (Sora) slander (we love him), hybrid bunny! Reader

Word count: 1.4k

Your gaze felt heavy on him once he noticed, and you didn't take your eyes off him while he moved around in a frantic hurry. He didn't need to be so nervous under your stare, and he tried to seem unbothered by it, but his tail betrayed him, swaying around behind his back in rapid strokes. 

You chuckled at the sight, moving your palm to accommodate the curve of your cheek as you rested your head on the table, notes and ink splattered on the fair wood, your eyes following the dark spots, reminding you of the work undone. 

You sighed quietly, but your eyes found his figure again, following the droplets of rain curling at the ends of his hair and down the floor. He thought that maybe you'd taken Nahida's words too seriously, but shook his head. You were smarter than that, there was no way you believed that mushrooms would start growing on his head by some little rain that caught up to him when he finished up his daily routine of forest-watching. 

His ears flattened at the top of his head when he remembered the condition of the forest. The complaints of the citizens and wanderers about the increase of mechanical animals were getting irritating, even though he assured that none of the creatures were nearby the path that most (he wanted to say everyone but there were some that shook the recommendations of the forest guide off like it was a challenge to stay on the road, trying to make themselves brave by putting them and everyone around in danger just to prove guts) followed, the letters kept appearing on the mailbox, he even had to accompany some people down the path to see if he was missing something, if he saw what other people claimed he wasn't seeing (which he doubted, but better be safe than sorry), but as soon as they pointed out what seemed to be one of the monsters, forcing him to take out his bow, Tighnari had to restrain himself from shooting them on the head when he realized that the 'mechanical crab' was a deformed tree. 

"Tighnari?" Your voice took him out of his head, realizing his jaw was clenched and his nails had poked holes through his gloves. 

He spared you a glance just as quickly as he averted his gaze, falling down to the door in front of him to hide his flushing cheeks. 

Why were you this cute? He still didn't seem to find the answer, and he didn't find the answer as to how his name on your tongue felt electrifying either, but he'll eventually figure it out (or flat out admit it, since he already knew, Cyno's words, not his). 

"Yeah? Having trouble answering letters?" He spoke too softly for his taste, but you made no comment about it, spinning back to your desk as your hand picked up the abandoned pen from the desk. 

You shook your head, and even if he didn't see you, he heard your movements, he heard everything after all. This time the affirmation are his words, he grows tired of comments assuming his thoughts from his friends, specially if it involves his love life. 

Collei seemed to be on Cyno's side as well, even though she hadn't experienced any romance related situations (he and Cyno made sure of it, she's too young), she implored him to just confess his supposed feelings towards you. 

Unlike Cyno, he shook her off gently and said that there was no time for that sort of intimacy in his life, and that she should focus more on her studies rather than a fantasy of her own. 

Yet here he was, contradicting his own words, living in between reality and fantasy as he drew holes on the back of your head while you wrote, your long ears flapping with each stroke of the pen against paper, he wondered if your ears were as soft as they looked, or if his were softer (most likely not the case even though he took good care of them, they would never shine like yours, yet again, it's a different type of fur so who knows (he knows)). 

"Bunn- (Y/n)" the nickname that Cyno gave you (and that brought an unshakable ick on his chest) almost slipped up, but he caught himself just in time. "When you finish your papers let me know, I'll be in my office". 

He grabbed a few samples from a cabinet and began to walk away, but you wouldn't let him leave after his slip up. 

"You can call me Bunny, you know" 

His lips morphed into a line. 

"It's a thing between you and Cyno right? I wouldn't want to intervene" 

You cocked your head to the side in confusion, a thing between you and Cyno? 

"You know Sora gave me that nickname, right?" 

His eyes narrowed at that. That's even worse! 

"Never knew you and that man were so close". 

Your frown deepened, Tighnari seemed to have a particular hostility towards Wanderer. Sure, he was a bit rough around the edges, but you knew the hybrid had dealt with worse and always kept his cool...Paimon for example-. So it seemed out of the ordinary for him to be so shaken up by a boy who he hadn't had the chance to talk to properly. 

"What's up with you and Sora? He's not that bad when you get to know him" 

His ears flattened at the top of his head again. 

"I don't want to get to know him, I think I've been around him enough to know he's bad news" 

You stood up from your seat and circled around his body like a hyena, trying to catch his eyes. Tighnari gritted his teeth at the thought of you trying to defend that man so uptight. 

When you didn't speak any further, he felt the need to rant as his gaze locked with yours. 

"I don't know why but-," a tingling feeling coursed through his back, as if electricity was running down his veins. "He's crude and vulgar, and he looks at you like you're a piece of meat, talk about a walking contradiction".  His nails sharpened when he pictured how Wanderer basically undressed you with his eyes, it disgusted him. 

You took some sort of offense by this. "He does not look at me like that," his glare stopped your tracks for some seconds before your eyebrows furrowed. "You talk as if you're jealous". 

He did not even imply something like that, you knew that, but testing his waters was something you didn't have the chance to do so frequently, specially since he seemed to have a never ending patience towards you. It was a bit cruel, but- 

"I am". 

Well, that, you didn't expect. 

It felt like all of the denying and hiding was slipping through the cracks of his pride, trying to hold down the water before the dam collapses and he ends up confessing. But he can't stop the flow of it, it's too much, the water had grown out of proportion through the years of silent pining, denying and glances. He especially can't now, your face is so pretty when it flushes red, and he also can't help his body moving before his mind can. 

Your lips are soft against him, and he almost groans like an animal when your fingers close around his forearms tightly, pawing at the fabric of his hoodie. He's waited years to feel you against him, and he pushes the thought aside that a small discussion of a hat guy could have ended up like this. 

Your back is now pressed against the wall and you can't breathe, not because you were out of air, but everything was so sudden that it made your knees tremble and your lungs contract. 

You fought to close your eyes, you had to see it to believe it after all, but his hands felt heavy on your hips, and his body pressed so deliciously against yours that if you couldn't see it, you could at least feel it. Feel him. Feel his tail wrapping around your lower back as he pushes you flush against the wall and his chest. Feel his palms lowering to your thighs as he pulls you up in the air and around his waist, feel his tongue flatten against yours and his fangs brush your lips. 

The line between reality and fantasy began to blur yet again, his hold tightening on your thighs as his ears brushed yours. You were pliant as giddy under his claws, and it made his body temperature rise. 

Maybe telling Collei to stop gushing over some silly fantasy ended up in the  materializing of said spectrum in the real world, because damn if this was a dream he never wanted to wake up.

[veryace-ficrecs]

Hobbit Culture and Customs Fic Recs

This list will include all ratings and tags, so read at your own discretion! :)

Lionheart - A Marriage Day in the Shire by Windholm - Rated G

Hobbiton was bustling with excitement, the entirety of the Shire was... Or Just a little fanfic about Frodo not following Gandalf, Bilbo and the last elves to Valinor, remaining instead to be with his one true love, and the very day their union is finally coronated...

Leaves of Years by StalwartNavigator (Fallwater023) - Rated G

"Frodo and Sam had wandered off a short while ago, and he could just make them out, sitting in a clearing that caught the last of the daylight. It looked like they were weaving flower crowns." Boromir is oblivious, Merry is panicked, Pip is also a bit oblivious bless him, and Frodo and Sam are done waiting.

Now See Here by onward_came_the_meteors - Rated G

"It's, ah… what, now?" Boromir asked. "Rock, paper, scissors. I know what you're thinking, but sometimes desperate times call for desperate--" "No, but… what, now?" Oh. This, he hadn't thought of. "Do they not have rock, paper, scissors in Gondor?" Frodo asked. Pippin and Merry also looked quizzically toward Boromir, who shifted his shield. "I suppose not, since I've never heard of that in my life." "You explain it then, Pip." ______________________ A mishap while traveling leaves the Fellowship with an unlikely solution. And no, Aragorn, no one cares what the game was called in Rivendell.

Tea's At Four by firesteel - Rated G

“Er, hello? Are these the Halls of Mahal?” Thousands of disbelieving eyes stuck to Bilbo as he stepped forward cautiously, already quite fed up with the rudeness of dwarves. Who puts an anvil there? Nobody answered. “I’m looking for dwarves. Thirteen of them-- not anyone, mind you, but thirteen very specific dwarves.”

From the crowd, thirteen voices start yelling at the same time.

Midwinter by determamfidd - Rated G

The different peoples of Middle-Earth have their own ways of farewelling the old year and greeting the new. Each race has its own rich customs and traditions to mark the winter solstice and the longest night of the year. Each is as distinct and unique as snow is to fire.

(But as the wise know, people are always people.)

A Confusing Hobbit Afterlife, as told by Frodo Baggins by Tamloid - Rated G

Frodo Baggins, like most hobbits, never really expected to have an afterlife. It was perfectly pleasant here in Yavanna’s Garden, he supposed, it’s just...where in the world was his Uncle Bilbo? And why was there a large mirror behind Bag End?

The Hobbit Way by ChisakiTenko - Rated T

Bilbo was known for being patient, but one thing he would sit on no longer was his dwarves and their lack of proper breaks! It was high time someone taught them how to do things the hobbit way - with lots of singing, dancing, eating, and a cute fauntling running about.

Slipper by Saentorine - Rated G

Pippin is caught stealing extra portions of the company's provisions, and Aragorn and Legolas connect over a particular way Elven fathers get their children's attention.

Petals to the Metal by Tamloid - Rated G

Dwalin, son of Fundin, was one of the mightiest warriors of his generation, but even he couldn’t hold out against such a relentless foe. It seemed that he would have to be the Daisy King.

The Statute of Finwë and Míriel by bunn - Rated G

Bilbo Baggins has left the Shire forever, and gone to live in Rivendell. He's beginning work on his Translations from the Elvish, and has started on translating an obscure text which puzzles him greatly. Elrond has some helpful ideas.

when i consider everything that grows by wrishwrosh - Rated T

Frodo was not precisely certain what a hobbit in love was supposed to do. He had taken to staring at the ceiling while thinking about Sam’s eyes, and frequently reliving in his mind’s eye every time he had ever made Sam laugh. In which Sam is Frodo’s first love, and Frodo has no earthly idea what to do about it.

Of Shields and Love by Porphyrios - Rated T

As the dwarves began to sort the hoard of precious items, they discovered that Smaug had brought things from some undiscovered hoard in the north when he took the mountain. Tensions rise as the elves seek to reclaim their lost treasures from Gondolin. Most interesting of all is a shield…

Fairy-tales, Cabbages & Potatoes by bunn - Rated G

"Many's the talk I had with [Bilbo] when I was a little lad" Sam Gamgee says, and then much later: "I wonder if we shall ever be put into songs or tales...you know, told by the fireside, or read out of a great big book." So here is young Sam Gamgee hearing far-off tales of Elves, Bilbo Baggins, trying to piece together the tale of the Silmarils for the first time, Frodo Baggins being a wild young mushroom-stealing tearaway who matures into an earnest scholar, and Merry Brandybuck and Sam Gamgee getting started on their great Conspiracy.