#bunny!logan au

[bon-pack-5]

Heavily pregnant and round bun Logan pressing into Roman is so good. I just know that litter has big ass babies because their daddy is Roman

YESSS

Logan's really pissed at roman for the fact his pups are so LARGE, Roman's so weak for Logan and he's literally giving him puppy dog eyes constantly and going "I'm sorry, you're so handsome, our pups will be so strong, you're a good mama Logan"

Logan gets hard being called mommy, mama, or mom, he loves the idea of being a mom, though logically he should go by dad, mommy feels more right to him, plus he melts at hearing it.

Logan knows logically that Roman didn't mean to produce such large ass fetuses but also, grumpy bunny.

Logan's bunny instincts also play a huge role, Alexander gets Logan anything he needs and pets him, Logan will often go to Alexander and just snuggle in bed, too embarrassed to admit that he craves their attention

Logan starts nesting, he doesn't know what's happening or why, he connects the dots eventually but he starts having nesting instincts, stealing blankets, pillows, ripping items apart and stealing items that smell like the others, he also pulls out some fur once he gets closer to giving birth, his own.

[imyourbratzdoll]

𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒂𝒏 𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒚

🌚guardians of the moon masterlist🌚

summary - logan howlett (the easter bunny) gets turned into a real baby bunny by an enemy, and her name is morticia addams (pitch black)

warning - swearing, dirty thoughts.

the gif and headers I use aren't mine, the gang is back!!

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“Turn me back, ya evil witch!” Logan screams in a high-pitched voice, throwing his fists toward the tall, mysterious black haired woman. His tiny bunny body hops up and down, moving closer to her until your hands swoop down and grab him, picking him up from the ground and holding him close to you. “Hey! Hey! Let me go! I can take her!” You scratch between his ears, causing his little legs to kick and his eyes to roll back. “S–stop, this is some witchcraft!” 

You giggle, shaking your head before looking up at the woman, giving her an innocent smile. “Hi! I’m Y/n or Mrs Claus! Who are you?” You ask with wonder, confused and slightly jealous of how beautiful this woman is. 

Morticia’s back straightens, and her eyes look you up and down before she gives you a slight smile. “Morticia, my dear. But many know me as Pitch Black.” You nod, subconsciously drooling at the slight of her red lips. “I see you know this… Pest?” 

“Hey! I’m no pest, you evil bitch!” Logan’s legs begin to kick again, fists waving in the air as he tries to punch. You cuddle him closer to you, placing a kiss on his head before looking back up at the woman and nodding to her question.

“Yes, this is Logan. He’s the Easter Bunny, but he, uh… He used to be bigger, I thought?” You look down at him, confused as to why he’s so tiny when not long ago he was large and splitting you open on his… Your legs squeeze together as you think back to that Easter, and you clear your throat, blinking the daze away from your eyes. “D–Did you do something?” 

Morticia nods, giving a soft smile. “Oh, yes. As I was saying, he’s a pest. I despise pests.” She waves his words off, no longer bothered to listen to his blabbering. “Why would someone as beautiful as you hang with this despicable creature?” Your cheeks heat up, choking on your saliva as the compliment slips from her lips so easily. 

Logan’s little eyes glared, his ears flopped, and his tiny fluffy white tail wiggled into your chest. You smile softly, continuing to scratch between his ears, unknowing of your husband and the elves entering the scene, standing to the sides. “Why, uh… Thank you, but he isn’t a despicable creature. He’s my friend, and I would really appreciate it if you turned him back.” You bat your eyelashes and pout, knowing that usually works on your men.

Morticia smirks. “Hmm, as cute as you are, my dear. I don’t think so. Goodbye.” She waves before disappearing in a cloud of black smoke, and Logan grumbles, hopping out of your arms and onto the ground.

“Great, fantastic. Now, I’m stuck like this.” Logan stands with his arms crossed, a grumpy look on his cute little face. You smile, cooing as you reach down and scratch his head, causing Logan’s eyes to roll back before he fights you off, swatting your hand away from him. “Okay! That’s enough!” 

Ari chuckles, looking down at his eldest friend. “Don’t worry, my friend. We will get you back to normal soon enough.” He walks over and wraps his arm around your waist, pressing a kiss onto the side of your head, watching with you as the elves stalk toward the tiny bunny. 

“Pfft. Why are you so fat?” Lee grumbles, challenging the bunny. The elves eyes widen, and Logan looks at Lee with a glare. “What? Just asking a valid question.” 

Logan hops toward him, puffing out his chest to the smaller man. “Why are you so fat?” Gasps can be heard from the other elves, watching with wide eyes as they wait for a fight to break out.

Steve pouts. “Well… I think he’s adorable.” He gives a little smile to Logan. “Now that you are little, w–would you want to play with us? We got these cool mopeds…” Steve bats his eyelashes, pouting until Logan grunts and gives in.

“Okay, fine! I’ll play with you guys!” Logan turns to Ari and glares. “You better find a way to reverse this!” He stalks off with the little elves following him with excitement.

You look up at your husband with a smile. “You aren’t going to do that immediately, are you?” 

Ari squeezes your side, looking down at you with a soft smile. “Of course not. I’m going to wait it out for a bit. The elves deserve someone new to play with.” 

thank you for reading!

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[safetycar-restart]

okay so hi how are you glad you’re feeling better.

in one of your posts you talked about Lando taking naps with you and calling them scenes so that mclaren can’t come and find him? i feel like i can see multiple drivers doing this in the d/s au. mainly like Lando, Oscar, George when he has a bad race like right after singapore, maybe Mick during his Haas days if you knew him then, definitely Logan, and maybe Charles? like they’re all such subby babies and just want to cuddle with their dom/mommy if we’re talking Charles and Lando without being interrupted?

in that same post you also talked about the hybrid!AU about the cat distribution system sending you cat!Oscar even though you already had cat!Lando and I can totally see that happening like the minute you meet Oscar at the MTC with Lando he cuddles up to you and him and Lando already have such a good relationship so Lando begs you to take care of Oscar too because Oscar has never had that?

also in said post you talked about getting bunny!Arthur toys because he kept nibbling on his lip and he’s just so happy about it! like i can imagine him being so excited and eventually passing out next to you with a toy in his mouth.

Okay that’s all lol happy to have you back!

🔙🦴 anon

Oh my god I am so glad to be back especially because it means I get to have asks like this!! I love all of these thoughts so much, and I'm gonna discuss each one a little bit but please feel free to ask for more detail because I LOVE all of these thoughts.

THOUGHT ONE - D/S AU NAPS:

I think this is something that lando pioneers. It starts from one day where he's just way too tired to scene, having not been able to fall asleep the night before. So you tell him that he can just nap, and no one will disturb him because it's scene time.

From there the hack travels through the paddock like wildfire, with so many saying they're going to do a scene but in reality they just want a nap.

I think Charles has his own version of this hack, that's cuddles? He doesn't need to nap during the day like Oscar and Lando, but he absolutely does need to have cuddles with his mommy. So he'll say it's a scene, but in reality it's just him getting cuddles and praise and spending time with his mommy.

And Logan!! Logan needs it so bad!! In fact it think for Logan that you might be one who does it? You see him getting overwhelmed and uncertain. You know he's not in the right headspace for a scene, but he definitely needs some time so you say you're taking him for a scene in reality you're just taking him to rest and have a little nap.

THOUGHT TWO - HYBRID!AU WITH OSCAR/LANDO:

Firstly, you had no choice about Lando either. The cat distribution system have you him too. You were just minding your own business and then suddenly you had a cat hybrid boyfriend.

You're supposed to pick up Lando the day you meet Oscar, and when you arrive at MTC to pick up Lando he texts you and asks you to come inside. Usually Lando comes barrelling outside the moment you arrive, throwing himself in the car and whining about his tiring day and demanding cuddles and head scratches the moment you get home.

But this time he wants you to come in? Odd.

You find him on the couch in the reception area, and to your surprise he's with Oscar. You've heard of Oscar of course, but you've never met him before. Oscar is a little sleepy when you arrive, but Lando jumps up and immediately runs to you, purring when you hug him.

You sit down with them, chatting a little and suddenly you have a half asleep Oscar cuddling against you.

And he just... never leaves.

THOUGHT THREE - HYRBID!AU WITH ARTHUR:

Bunny Arthur!! The poor thing is aways chewing his lips!! He gets nervous and then suddenly he's chewing and he can't stop it. And even worse, his lips become sore and chapped and then he can't even kiss you? He starts crying when he realises that, because that's all he wants! He just wants kisses!

So of course you have to find some way you can help him, because seeing him this distressed is so sad. So you get him a chew toy? Maybe one of those ones that can be worn on a necklace?

He loves it so much!! He can nibble on it to his heart's content!!

Maybe for bunny hybrids, chewing can be stress relief? Like purring can be for cat hybrids? So he's honestly so much better and so much happier.

And him sleeping with it? Oh he's so cute!!

Like he comes home after a long day and then he can chew on his necklace while you massage his ears and then he's just fast asleep, such a happy bunny.

[i-am-church-the-cat]

fresh kill

wc: 1745 summary: "This is your mouse, congratulations." | Or how the boys first meet in my patron deity au

also read on ao3

People at the karting track were leaving quite a berth between them and the two Sargeant brothers. Dalton, almost 17 and more than used to his kind of behavior, doesn’t think anything of it. He came out to Europe to see his brother not people with gods too scared to talk with them. Dalton could tell it was bothering Logan, though. Logan, who was all alone in a foreign continent, who felt distinctly apart from everyone else, and not just because he has a predator god as a patron. 

Most of the other kids are avoiding Logan like the plague. The longer it goes on, the more his brother looks like a kicked puppy. His brother’s a bother at the best of times, but Dalton is still fiercely protective over him. He wants to march around to all the adults and yell at them for ignoring a kid. A kid. Logan’s barely 13!

Before Logan can burst into tears and Dalton can start ripping people to shreds, a boy roughly the same age and size as Logan pops out of nowhere. He still looks wary at approaching the son of a hunter god, but he’s clearly brave enough that it isn’t holding him back. 

“I’m Oscar,” the boy says. There’s something weirdly syrupy in his tone and it takes Dalton a second to place it. Fucking children of sleep, they’re the worst on a race track. They’re a straight up danger if they don’t know how to regulate their energy. Though, if no one’s gonna make a fuss, Dalton isn’t. This is the only kid who’s talked to them all day and Logan’s spirits are finally starting to lift. 

“I’m Logan,” he says, bright and chipper, squeaky and cracking around the edges. “Are you racing today.”

“Yeah,” Oscar says, slowly once again. Dalton’s pretty sure it’s less his personality and more because Logan just asked a ridiculously obvious question. He’s in a race suit and has a yellow, blue, orange helmet under his arm. “You qualified tenth for this race, right?”

Dalton’s honestly surprised Oscar noticed. How long has the kid been building up the courage to come talk to them? Logan’s head flops around on his neck in a facsimile of a nod. 

“Yeah, yeah. You qualified higher, though.”

“Sixth, yeah,” Oscar agrees with a short nod. The difference in demeanor between the two boys is slightly jarring. It’s like being light-headed from elevation at the same time as being buried beneath the earth to sleep. For someone on the outside, like Dalton, it was giving him a headache. Logan and Oscar seemed to not notice at all, attracting more like magnets. 

“I’ll just have to catch up with you, then,” Logan says. He tilts his head and Dalton can recognize the look of interest catching in Logan’s head. Not just for a new friend but for a new target. He sighs internally and hopes this guy doesn’t go running for the hills.

Oscar doesn’t seem to notice Logan’s newfound fascination. He just shrugs. 

“You can try, but I’ll probably be in first before you get to seventh.”

Both Sargeant boys blink, taken aback. Before Logan can respond, a woman who looks a lot like Oscar is calling his name and waving him over. The drowsy boy looks over his shoulder at her before turning back to Logan. 

“See ya, then.”

It’s only when Oscar is walking away that Dalton realize the kid never once addressed him. Kind of rude. Before he can bring up the topic of getting something to eat to his brother, Logan is turning to him with wide eyes. 

Blue-green eyes. Shit. 

“I like him,” Logan tells him, reedy voice going sharp. His brother is bouncing slightly on the balls of his feet, like he’s about to take off. “I wanna beat him.”

Dalton sighs for real this time. 

--

Logan chases the blue, yellow, orange helmet all the way up to second place. Dalton figures he would have caught the kid if they’d had another couple of turns. But as fast as Logan was when he was hunting, Oscar was somehow just that bit faster. Dalton wondered if the kid had any idea what he was doing. 

From the dazed expression Oscar had when he got out of the kart, he would say no. 

Speaking of dazed expressions, Logan’s eyes don’t leave Oscar’s once during the podium ceremony. He barely manages to get a word out to the announcer. The boy on the step above him doesn’t once glance his way. 

Dalton can see Logan getting more antsy the longer Oscar ignores him. He wonders if he’s seriously going to have to drag his brother back to their car to keep him from jumping this poor kid. But Logan steps off of the podium without argument, making his way to Dalton’s side without once looking at him. He’s holding his second-place trophy in a loose fist as he watches Oscar head back to his family. 

“Quite a race, dude, you almost had him,” Dalton says, forgoing his usual noogie for the mild apprehension that Logan might bite him. “Want me to take that for you?”

Logan finally tears his eyes away from the son of sleep and looks down at his trophy as if seeing it for the first time. He looks at it for a while, then between it and Oscar, then to Dalton. He gets a sinking feeling in his gut before Logan even opens his mouth. 

“I need to give this to him.”

Before Dalton can explain that that would be crazy and that his hormones are all out of wack right now, Logan is taking off at a brisk walk towards Oscar. The older Sargeant curses and takes off after him. With his brother’s luck, Logan’s gonna end up flat on his ass and banned from any more karting events for being fucking weird. 

Logan pulls up short right in front of Oscar. Oscar doesn’t seem to mind the intrusion of his personal space, just raises one bored eyebrow up at Logan’s appearance. 

“Hey, mate, what’s up?”

Logan opens his mouth. Closes it. Does this a few more times before shoving his trophy forward into Oscar’s chest.

“Here.”

Oscar looks down at the trophy that was unceremoniously shoved into his arms and then back up at Logan. There’s only confusion in his expression before a spark of annoyance appears. 

“I don’t want your second-place trophy, mate. If you didn’t notice, I won. I came in first, not you.”

Oscar tries to shove the trophy back into Logan’s arms but the blond makes a sound not unlike a squawking bird and just tries to give it back. They end up in this weird tug-of-war situation, except instead of tugging, they’re both trying really really hard to push it away. 

“No, it’s yours.”

“I didn’t come in second, it’s yours.”

“But I’m giving it to you.”

“I don’t want it.”

“Hey, hey, hey,” Dalton finally decides to step in for the lack of any other semi-adult figure. He pulls his dejected-looking brother away from Oscar, who’s still fuming at the assumed insult. Logan looks from the trophy in his hands and then up at Dalton. He looks fucking pitiful, the goof. He sighs and decides to at least try and help his little brother. 

“Look, Oscar,” he starts, baring the thoroughly unimpressed look the other 13-year-old gives him. “You know how a cat sometimes bring mice to their owners?”

“I’m not a cat!” Logan sputters indignantly at the same time Oscar says, “Yeah?”

Dalton snags the trophy from Logan’s hands and holds it out to the Australian. “This is your mouse, congratulations.”

Logan looks like he wants to argue the point but Oscar is looking at the two brothers with much more consideration then before. Just when Dalton is sure his brother’s gonna get rejected again, he gently takes the trophy.

“Okay,” Oscar says, tucking the slightly smaller trophy against his side next to the big trophy. “As long as you’re not taking mine.”

Logan’s head flies from side-to-side like a hummingbird wing. Fucking goof.

“Alright, then,” Oscar finally seems to relax. He offers Logan a tentative smile and Dalton can feel his brother practically droop against his side. Oh, thank god, somehow this kid’s mojo got Logan’s hyperfocus to take a fucking break. That would have taken Dalton forever.

“I have to go now. See you tomorrow.”

“See ya,” Logan says, but Oscar is already gone. For a kid so lethargic, he sure does move fast. The Sargeant boys watch him walk away, one with little hearts flying around his head and one utterly done with this shit.

“Well,” Dalton looks down at his little brother. “I’m never letting you off your leash again.”

Logan turns right around and bites him. The fucking brat.  

--

New day, new race, same track and same opponents. Dalton is sitting on a fold-out chair watching Logan’s mechanic walk him through different parts of his kart. His little brother is nodding along, entirely focused on the car, until the smell of rain at nighttime come through. Then he’s a fucking lost cause.

Oscar is standing at the entrance to their tent, looking at Logan almost as intensely as the blond is looking to him. His little brother bounds over without a second thought in his empty little head.

“Hey! What’s up?” Logan sounds so excited. Dalton’s honestly embarrassed for him.

“I had a dream about you,” Oscar says without preamble. Dalton chokes on the Coke he was drinking but neither boy seems to care that he’s in the throes of a cheap death. 

A sleep god gave their kid a dream about Logan? About his little brother? This can’t be real life. 

Logan, without a clue in the world of the implications of that statement, just says, “Cool, was it a good one?”

Oscar seems to think about it for a second before nodding. 

“Yeah. Yeah, it was a pretty good one.”

That statement must have been some kind of secret code the two made up the second Dalton wasn’t there, because Logan just nods and doesn’t react at all when Oscar grabs his wrist and starts pulling Logan out of the tent. Logan starts yammering away in his usual hyperactivity, and Oscar just nods along as he leads the blond to gods know where. 

And Dalton is left sitting in the kart tent. What the fuck is his life?

[haunted-van-au]

thomas, how are you doing currently ? does the approaching winter make you anxious ? (totally valid, if so) i hope you're doing the best you can within the current situation :3

also, i would like to sit gently on patton's shoulder with my fairy mite (that i'm naming frankie) and ask frankie to warm up a bit in attempts to help the child™ feel a lil bit better :D hopefully remind him that he's loved and cared for and not alone :33 (hopefully patton can feel frankie's warmth ? i do not remember if anything was established in relation to patton and the fairy mites-) -bunnie sprite

There was tension in the van, Thomas knew. Everyone was stressed out between not being able to stretch their legs and the fact that winter was quickly approaching.

Roman clearly had too much energy pent up, but was trying to smother it in order to not to provoke his companions more than they already were. It caused him to fiddle with things. He would move things around which irritated both Logan (who had a system for the supplies) and Patton (who had trouble dealing with any amount of change while stressed). He’d started to fiddle with different buttons on the van which was honestly annoying for Thomas too, though he didn’t put forth any protests.

Logan meanwhile was in ‘robot mode’ as Roman often called it. He spent most of his time studying the atlas and almost seemed to forget that the others were there. Roman had mostly taken over cooking them dinner as Logan was too engrossed in trying to figure out something to do for the winter. The coldness coming from him seemed to affect both Roman and Patton. Roman seemed to get angry at him, though he was biting his tongue for now, but Patton just seemed sad.

Patton had originally gotten irritable and then had gotten quiet, which was probably worse. Both Logan and Roman were too distracted to notice there was something wrong with him, but Thomas had. He tried to interact with Patton in whatever ways he could to make him smile, though he was still learning how to communicate properly in the physical world.

None of the kids seemed to appreciate him playing Christmas songs whenever he thought about the coming winter. He agreed it was probably in poor taste, but he couldn’t quite control it.

The worst was when they saw a half eaten deer on the side of the road and...

They didn't seem to appreciate that one.

Thomas is open for questions.

Logan is open for questions.

Patton is open for questions.

Roman is open for questions.

Read the story in order.

Read the important bits of the story in order.

[an-organized-confusion]

Because med nerd (and watching a video about BSE)...

So. I called the zombie infection in the iZombie AU “ζvCJD-21“.

Just to break that down - the “vCJD“ part is named after “Variant Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease“ AKA “mad cow disease“.

“ζ“ is the lowercase Greek letter “zeta“... because zombies.

Aaand I think you get the naming convention behind the “...D-21“ part. (Outbreak was discovered that year, in this AU.)

But circling back on the main chunk... something I’ve HCd about the zombie infection here... is that if there is a cure to the infection, that it would still leave a sort of spongiform pattern of permanent damage in the brain. But here, specifically, the parts that process taste/smell. (Some can be compensated from rewiring/plasticity, but not 100%.)

(Though if the zombie progresses past Full Romero, the damage is more... diffuse and everywhere. If they stay fed, the agent behind the infection is stopped/slowed from progressing.)

If Logan has the opportunity to do autopsy on a zombie - that can be the histological findings (under the microscope) in their brain tissue.

(Just thinking of the implications for Team Z here - Janus, Virgil, the twins... and later, unfortunately, the twins’ parents.)

[conradrasputin]

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[bunnys-kisses]

kink-o-ween '24 - master-list

welcome to kink-o-ween 2024! this is the master-list for every fic that is being posted for this little event. it is on par with kinktober, but with my own bunny spin on it! this will be updated daily until the end of the month and will contain every kink-o-ween fic that it being posted!

please read the tags on the post before reading!

edit: these fics will be updated in full from nov. 3rd until nov. 7th (as to not clog the tags)

alexander albon - virginity

max verstappen & charles leclerc - threesome

lance stroll - toys

daniel riccicardo - cockwarming

logan sargeant - shower sex

charles leclerc - pet play

lando norris - lingerie

sergio perez - hate sex

fernando alonso - semi-public sex

oscar piastri - breeding kink

toto wolff - daddy kink

max verstappen - rivals

lewis hamilton - free use

lando norris - collars/leashes

logan sargeant - praise kink

max verstappen - dom/sub dynamics

alexander albon - wet dreams

carlos sainz jr. - roleplay

lando norris - size kink

lance stroll - brat

toto wolff - degradation kink

george russell - mirror sex

max verstappen - filming/recording

carlos sainz jr - slutty behavior

lando norris - mafia au

oscar piastri - temperature play

toto wolff - power dynamics

fernando alonso - alternate universe (ceo au)

daniel ricciardo - uniform kink

lewis hamilton - non penetrative sex

toto wolff - monsters au

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[conradrasputin]

via @abusivelittlebunny​

Geewhiz ….. sandy costume

[giuseppe-yuki]

shapeshifting!reader au blurbs: a series

summary: certain drivers around the grid seem to always have a pet by their side 24/7. a ferret in lando's garage, a cockatiel flying around alex's head as he walks down parc ferme, and yuki carrying a grey bunny into the media pen?? reporters and fans all swear they saw charles walk into the ferrari motorhome with his beautiful girlfriend but how come he walks out with a hedgehog cupped in between his ringed fingers?

or: some moments featuring the drivers and their shapeshifting girlfriend.

2 - logan sargeant - hawk

3 - daniel ricciardo - raccoon

4 - lando norris - ferret

10 - pierre gasly - snake

14 - fernando alonso - cocker spaniel

16 - charles leclerc - hedgehog

18 - lance stroll - fennec fox

22 - yuki tsunoda - bunny

23 - alex albon - cockatiel

24 - zhou guanyu - teacup pig

31 - esteban ocon - flying squirrel

33 - max verstappen - ragdoll cat

44 - lewis hamilton - samoyed

55 - carlos sainz - meerkat

63 - george russell - deer

81 - oscar piastri - duck

ask blurbs:

pierre, esteban - snake, flying squirrel

kimi, charles, lewis, alex, max, lando - tiger, hedgehog, samoyed, cockatiel, ragdoll cat, ferret

zhou - shih tzu

fyi: i plan to update this as i write each fic. i cannot promise that each upload will be timely, as i do have school, so bare with me. if you have any prompt ideas or other shapeshifter!r animal requests, feel free to let me know :)

update: a big thank you to everyone for who followed along with me for my first ever series! it was super fun to plan and write. make sure to stay posted for the f2/reserve/team principal spinoff version! 😉 - anais

[bon-pack-5]

Alexander: I have work jan, I can't cuddle you all day

Janus: you can and you should, in fact, I'm sure if you were 'held up'. You wouldn't need to go into work

Alexander: if I let you bend me over the table while I'm on the phone, will you behave?

Janus: *grins* absolutely not.

[imyourbratzdoll]

hello!

so! I’m thinking - if I do an Easter bunny fic - with a special bonus of meeting the elves!

… how would you guys like Logan howlett as the Easter bunny with an Australian accent? (Santa gotta watch out)

let me know x

[inkdrinkerworld]

Omg fucking imagine bunny!reader with wolverine I could just imagine him being rough and like overstimulating the fuck out of that tail

I’ve never done hybrid!au before but x-men is such a good way into this!! Cw: hybrid!reader, smut, overstimulation and Logan being smug, 18+ONLY MDNI

Don’t like don’t read, please don’t come into my inbox w hate cos I’ll just delete the asks

Logan didn’t know you being a shapeshifter would’ve come into play like this.

You’re on all fours, head pressed into the mattress of his bed as he stands behind you.

His hips are fast moving as he fucks into you, his hands bruising your hips as he holds you in place.

“Fuck, Lo,” you moan, voice trembling from the exertion it takes to let him fuck you like this. Your ears are floppy as you jerk with each thrust, your body spent from the numerous orgasms he’d pulled from you.

“Gimme one more, bun.” He grunts, sweat dripping down his chest as he tries hard not to come yet.

Logan’s hand slips down, from your hip to your lower back and before you can register the movement, you feel his hand brushing the fluff of your tail.

Instinctively you groan, leaning away from his touch as your body jerks from the stimulation.

Behind you, Logan smirks. “That feel good?” He asks, not even sounding breathless as his cock pistons in and out of your sopping cunt.

“Please,” you whine, eyes rolling back as he does it again; his hands pulling and tugging at the fur making your body buzz. “I’m gonna come.” You warn, voice wavering as tears pool in your eyes when his hips speed up.

“Come on bunny, let me feel you.” That and the flick of your tail has you screaming, your orgasm ripping through you like hot fire.

Your body can’t stop twitching even as Logan fills you up. It takes a while for him to move, hands stroking down the length of your back while he waits for your breathing to even out.

“Didn’t know you liked that, princess.” He coos as he pulls out, laying you on your side so there’s no pressure in your tail.

You look up at him with dazed eyes. They barely focus on him before he’s moving, picking up a washcloth to clean you up.

“Didn’t know either,” your thighs tremble at the pressure of him cleaning between them. “Felt really good.”

Logan smirks, snapping his boxers into place before crawling over you. “I’ll keep it in mind, sweet thing” his kisses are stubbly but you preen for them as he begins aftercare.

[rhey-007]

The Mystery of Love

Fernando Alonso family fluff

|| P4 of Fernando Alonso x goth mommy!reader

• | socialmedia au

Summary: The results of little bunny's little competition are here! Along with some new interesting rumors... 👀

Warnings/Tags: fluff, family fluff, female reader, y/n, kids, dad Fernando, mom reader

A/N: You can't even imagine how much I enjoy making this series :))

If anyone would liked to be added to the taglist or has any suggestions for the next part lemme know!

Masterlist

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TWITTER

•user1: I'm rooting for Logan and Williams!

→ •user2: Me too! Benny seemed to have the most fun with him!

•user3: Y/N or Klaus should make a fan vote pool for extra points xD

→ •user4: naaah only Chiquito's voice matters

F1 NEWS

TWITTER

•user5: Have you seen how Nando was looking at Y/N and kids??? Ain't no way they're JUST friends

→ •user6: EXACTLY they both literally had hearts in eyes as they looked at each other and down at Benny!

→ •user7: meanwhile Klaus

→ •user8: more like

→ •user9: he kept texting someone and smiling to his phone, suspicious...

•user10: has anyone else noticed Fernando's hand on Y/N's waist or was it just my delulu self?

→ •user11: I DID TOO! and how he squeezed it from time to time!

→ •user12: check out the interview with Lance. They're standing in the back and you can see Fernando soothing Y/N's back whenever she tenses up

→ •user13: my heart's gonna melt... 🫠

→ •user14: and they keep saying they're just friends 🧍‍♀️

INSTAGRAM

TWITTER

•user15: is that Klaus???

→ •user16: Yup!

•user17: NOW WE KNOW WHO HE TEXTED KDHEKDHDNDH

•user18: they look so cute together!

•user19: ahh... Young love... 🫠😍

•user20: they together or what?

→ •user21: not confirmed but seemed to flirt with each other (at least Klaus with Bluebell)

→ •user22: who is she anyway?

→ •user21: Christian Horner's eldest daughter

→ •user22: ooooh... Christian's not gonna be happy 😅

•use23: Klaus - grumpy whenever he has to attend a race or spend time with Fernando

Also Klaus - wears Aston Martin T-shirt

→ •user24: it highlights his eye color xD

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Tag list: @morgan-getty @lichterfee @ashy-kit

[conradrasputin]

via @abusivelittlebunny​

Someone who loves you wouldn't do this

Have some young Donald Pierce so fucking tired and used based on that one photo of Boyd in the tub by Mr Armstrong

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