#bunnymundxtoothiana

[thelast-and-theonly]

Thought I sketch my favorite couple, still working in finding their style

[sweettoothshipperrotg]

Op, this song has been living rent free in my head for weeks now. Idk why I never thought about them with this song, it's heartbreakingly beautiful!!

You're in the wind

You're in the water

Nobody's son & Nobody's daughter

[sweettoothshipperrotg]

Jack: So, did you kiss Tooth?

Bunnymund: No, the moment wasn’t right.

Jack:

Bunnymund: Look, I want our first kiss to be amazing.

Jack: Aw, that’s so sweet. You chickened out like a little bitch.

[hiccanna-tidbits]

Pagan Holiday Shipping Moodboard Project #4--Beltane Sweet Tooth (Bunnymund x Toothiana)

WHAT UP WHAT UPPP

Hope y’all don’t mind that I missed actual Mayday by a couple days XD ANYWAYS I almost put these two for Ostara, but I figured Bunnymund’s whole spring/hope motif and Tooth’s bright, summery personality fits plenty well for Beltane, too.

These two are highkey so CUTE!!! I mean, I’m always Soft for the whole “The Grumpy One Is Weak For The Sunshine One” trope, and that’s these two to a T. They honestly balance each other out really well, and Bunny DOES certainly seem to have kind of a soft spot for her. And she always gives him the benefit of the doubt, despite the grumpiness! Tooth works a lot better with Bunnymund than with Jack, I think--she seems more like a mom figure or a fun aunt to Jack than anything. Besides, shipping a giant bunny with a hummingbird lady is far from the weirdest interspecies ship I’ve had XD (Remember in Shrek how A DONKEY FUCKED A DRAGON???)

I lowkey love how this one came out!!! So cheery <3 Had to throw a jacaranda tree in there because a) the purplish tree in Tooth’s palace courtyard (over where the pool is) looks like it could lowkey be that and b) they start blooming around this time of year in California and I couldn’t resist <3 Honestly was delighted when the aesthetic program I use auto-generated that pink border--very spring-esque! I’m really excited for the next one--I made it in advance already because I got hyped XD I think y’all are really gonna like it!

Pic credits available upon request!

[elle-nut]

Sweetie Tooth (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

Just my OTP that I never really draw before hahahha,

[alliooup]

Bright Feathers and Dream Catchers Chapter Fifteen: What Once Was Mine

Chapter Fifteen: What Once Was Mine

  Bunny carried Toothiana through the empty streets of the city. She felt stiff in his arms- not soft, not warm. Just cold and empty. He felt like he should be crying or screaming at the top of his lungs. He believed that he should feel some sort of splitting pain ripping him completely apart, bringing him to his knees. But he didn’t.

  He felt nothing.

He felt her soft hair brush against his chin, but he couldn’t bring himself to look down at her. If he did… Bunny shuddered. Then that would mean that all of this wasn’t just some sick, twisted nightmare. It would mean that she was really gone, that he would never hear her voice again, or feel the gentle touch of her skin against his.

  His ears filled with a shrill ring. What the bloody hell is that? he wondered, looking down at the bland cobblestone with hooded eyes. The more he walked, the more the noise grew. He hated it. It hurt his ears. Bunny felt a gentle hand on his shoulder and more… more noise. He tried to shrug away, but found himself being held back.

  Then Toothiana was being pulled from his arms.

  Suddenly, everything became vividly clear. His eyes shot up to see Ralph putting a hand on his shoulder, holding him in place as North carried Toothiana towards the ship. Toothy. Bunny thought, feeling as though his heart was being sharply squeezed. “No,” he said dumbly, trying to walk towards her. She wasn’t dead. She wasn’t. “No!” He shouted, trying to struggle out of Ralph’s grip.

  “Easy, easy,” the larger man said gently, grabbing his arms to keep him from flinging his fists against him.

  “Damn it, you bastard!” He seethed through gritted teeth, “She needs me!” Bunny shouted, twisting violently, trying in every possible way to get to her. “Toothiana!” He screamed, stumbling to one knee, the pavement cracking painfully against him. 

  She didn’t move in North’s arms.

  Bunny’s eyes widened, and he felt as though someone had taken a knife and slashed it straight through his chest.

  “Come on, Buddy,” Ralph said softly, lifting him up by the arms and leading him-more dragging him towards the boat. Bunny’s chest was throbbing, and it hurt.

  His feet clanked against the wooden gangway plank leading up onto the ship, and he could hear the whispers. The gasps of horror. Each sound hurt nearly as much as the sight of her lying limp in North’s arms.

  Bunny’s legs felt as though they might give way. He stumbled, but he felt a firm hand lead him to his feet. “I got you, Buddy.” Ralph said firmly.

  “Set sail!” Bunnymund heard North shout. “Now!”

  Bunny looked up, seeing North’s broad back going down below deck, a purple bundle in his hulking arms.

  “H-“ he began, the sound scratching against his dry throat. “How did it all come to this?”

  TTT

  North shouldered his way through the narrow passageways below deck, pushing open a door with the side of his body and sliding into one of the small cabins. There was a small bed pressed up against the wall where he gently bent down, placing Toothiana’s small body on the lumpy quilt. Her head gently slumped to the side, a thin trail of blood falling with a soft plip on the mismatched fabric. He turned his head up at the sound of stumbling footsteps in the doorway. He met eyes with Bunny, eyes that were bright and startlingly clear as they fixed on the body next to him. 

  Ralph’s huge hands still clutched to Bunny’s arms as he looked at Toothiana with wide, sorrowful brown eyes.

  “Let him go,” North finally said softly, standing up. “He…” He looked from Bunny to Ralph. North simply sighed and pressed a hand to his forehead. “They deserve moment.”

  Ralph’s lips pressed together in a thin line as he nodded, letting Bunny go gently and stepping back into the dark hallway. Bunny shuffled forward, his booted feet barely making a sound against the shifting wood.  Wordlessly he sunk beside the bed, taking Tooth’s pale hand in his and holding it tightly; he stared at her with a burning intensity.

  North moved past him, bumping into the wall as he shuffled out of the room, casting one final look into the dimly lit cabin where the two figures lay huddled together. He felt a heavy sinking feeling in his chest before he slowly closed the door.

  He felt a twinge in his eye, but merely brushed it off. Clearing his throat, North straightened and walked down the hallway. His boots thumped as Ralph followed behind.

  “Bring Hiccup, Jack and Sandy to cabin. Tell Eric to bring us out to sea, location does not matter.”

  “Right,” Ralph said, peeling off down another hallway as North continued through the labyrinth of halls until he reached the proper door. He moved inside, collapsing in a chair and rubbing his eyes with his hands. “O, Bozhe,” he groaned, feeling a horrible pain in his stomach. He felt his eyes sting for a moment, but he swallowed it down. There would be time for mourning, but now they needed a plan.

  North looked up as the door clattered open and Hiccup, Jack and a strange girl he’d never seen before stumbled into the cabin.

  “It isn’t true,” Jack denied, walking forward quickly, his eyes widening with each step. “She’s not…”

  North looked at him gently, putting a hand on his shoulder. “I am sorry, Jack.”

  The white haired boy shook his head, blue eyes widening as his face paled.

  “But I talked to her…” He closed his eyes, words sounding breathless and barely slipping past his lips. “…just the other day.” The blonde girl quietly crept forward, putting a small hand on his arm. He glanced at her for a moment, a look of lost vacancy on his face. She gave him a sad smile, moving closer so that she stood pressed against his side. He tried to force a smile, but North saw he just couldn’t muster it.

  Meanwhile, Hiccup had leaned back against the wall. He closed his eyes, head turned down as he bit down on his lips. A crease formed between his eyebrows as he slowly looked up, green eyes seeming darker. “How?” He asked.

  North felt a heavy sinking feeling of dread in his chest.

  “Gun.”

  He spoke gently, voice rumbling like the hum of an engine. Hiccup’s face paled and he quickly shook his head. The blonde girl’s eyes widened, and her fingers seemed to cling more tightly to Jack’s jacket. North saw Jack put his hand on hers for a moment, giving her a kind look before he straightened, although his grip on his staff was slightly tighter.

  “Now,” North said, rubbing his hands together. “We make plan-“

  The door swung open and Sandy appeared, cheeks red and mouth opened with panic. He turned to North pleadingly, golden eyes looking at him with such stricken grief, and the large man felt another wave of sadness.

  “Is true, my friend,” he had to say.

  Sandy’s eyes widened for a split second before he slowly let his lids lay half closed. He took a moment before looking around the group, his gaze lasting on Rapunzel a tad longer than the others. He then pulled up a chair, plopping into it with the lack of his usual grace.

  North sighed; the ache in his chest was nearly overwhelming. He held the bridge of his nose for a moment before straightening up. “Right. Now we need plan.” He looked to the group, “We need to get far away. Somewhere we can be protected and stay secret.”

  “How can you be so calm?” Hiccup asked hoarsely, looking at North with a simple brokenness any man would be pained to look at. “We just lost-“

  “I understand!” North boomed, bringing a hand down on the tabletop. “But now is emergency, and we need to get far away quickly.” He looked sharply at the group again, asking for anyone else to speak up. They were silent.

  “Berk?” Jack suggested quietly, looking to Hiccup, who visibly shuddered.

  “I’m never going back there!” He crossed his arms defensively. “They still think I was killed in a dragon raid,” he looked to the corner of his eye and uncrossed his arms. “I don’t think it’d make for a very good family reunion. “

  “What about Corona?” The girl asked, putting a finger to her lips as a strange green creature peered from behind a lock of golden hair. “It’s just to the south of here.”

  “Too close,” North said, pacing from side to side.

  “We don’t know anyone in Burgess,” Jack said, leaning against his staff, “And Bunny would kill us if we ever went anywhere near Warren.”

  The group grew quiet for a moment.

  And then Hiccup slowly stood up from the wall, the frown easing slightly from his lips.

  “What about DunBroch?”

  TTT

  Bunny knelt beside the bed, the familiar sway of the ocean beneath his body as the boat fought against the stormy waves. His cheeks felt wet, but he barely noticed it. He simply looked at her- her eyes closed, seeming so peaceful. Yet there was no way she could be sleeping. Her cheeks had lost their glow, her skin it warm luster.

  When he tried to take her hand, it was cold as ice. Toothiana had always been warm.

  There was a twist in his gut as he pressed his forehead against she sheets, his whole body shaking as he choked on his tears.

  “I’m sorry,” he sniffed, clutching at the fabric of her dress. He closed his eyes tightly as he released a choppy breath; his body began to wrack with grief as tears poured down his cheeks to soak into the quilt.

  “I promised I’d protect you,” he grumbled through the grit of his teeth. His voice slowly broke as he looked up to see her face. It was pale, so white it resembled marble. He put a hand to her cheek, moving so he sat above her. “But I didn’t.”

  He swallowed the painful lump in his throat, bottom lip quivering. “I failed you.”

  He rubbed his eyes furiously. Bunny’s eyes slowly tracked up to the window, where he gazed out, eyes glazing over for a single moment of respite.

  “I was going to build you a house, Sheila,” he laughed. “It would’ve been small, but there’ve been room for you, Sophie, Jamie and me.” The smile slowly faded from his face. “It would’ve been on a hillside, where we could’ve seen the sun rise.” He found her hand and wove his fingers in with hers, ignoring the burning chill that brushed his fingertips. “I could’ve tried to sell my paintings again, and I could’ve built you a dentistry.”

  He looked to her, smiling sadly. “I could’ve made you happy, Toothy.” His lip trembled and he brought a hand to cover his eyes.

  “I’m sorry.”

  TTT

  “DunBroch…” North said thoughtfully, stroking his beard for a moment.

  “Yeah,” Hiccup said, crossing the room and pulling up a map. “It’s far enough away that no one from around here, or Corona, would hear about us. And I mean, Queen Elinor liked us when we came to perform for Mer- the Princess’s birthday.” He furrowed his brow. “And aren’t you friends with the King, North?”

  North nodded, a faint relief working across his lips. He clapped Hiccup on the back. “Good work. Tell Eric to set course for DunBroch, full speed.”

  Hiccup nodded.

  “Right Captain,” he said, running off and leaving the door hanging open behind him.

  North turned his gaze to the girl, who was whispering something in Jack’s ear. The teen’s blue eyes widened as his eyes shot towards her.

  “Are you sure?” He asked. She shrugged, forcing a smile.

  “I can try.” Her smile faltered, but she didn’t break his gaze. “I will try,” she corrected firmly.

  Jack slowly nodded, “Alright,” he said, turning towards North. “Take us to where Toothiana is.”

  North furrowed his brow. “Why-“

  “Just trust me,” Jack said, holding up one of his hands.

  North paused, mulling the thought over in his mind. He caught the cold urgency in Jack’s eyes and simply nodded. “Right,” the captain agreed quickly. “Come.”

  TTT

  The man named North led them down countless passageways, all of them seeming as elaborate as one of the labyrinths she’d read about in books… at least compared to her little nook in the tower. Jack firmly clung to her hand, and every now and then she could fee a slight tremor. A hush of worry bloomed in her chest as she lightly squeezed his hand back.

  Don’t worry, Jack, she thought, I’ll find a way.

  Finally, North pushed open a door and Rapunzel was certain she felt her stomach flip. A man knelt beside a bed where a woman laid, the fabric of her dress folding out across the mattress. A splotch of red caught her vision next, a misplaced bloom across the fabric. A hand flew to her mouth and she could feel the blood seeping from her cheeks. Tears burned at her eyes, but she quickly forced them away.

  “Right.” North said as he stepped forward, his massive feet thumping against the floor. He grabbed Bunny by the shoulders, pulling him up. “Come, Aster.”

  “O-Oi!” The blue-gray haired man shouted as his eyes widened with panic and he began to thrash, reaching out to the dead woman with every ounce of strength he had, fighting to get away. “Let me go! You bastard!”

  He struggled but could not fight his way out of North’s grip.

  Jack turned towards her expectantly, and Rapunzel quickly darted forward. “Help me wrap my hair around her!” Rapunzel cried, fumbling with the long locks.

  Jack immediately joined her, curling the hair around her upper body. Rapunzel forced Bunny’s shouts out of her mind as she placed her hands over her smooth hair. Fear boiled in her chest and her mouth suddenly began to feel dry. She felt a cool hand covering hers. Rapunzel took a deep breath, letting her eyes fall closed.

  A life was in her hands.

  A tear slipped from her eye, rolling down her cheek like a wave on the ocean.

  “Flower gleam and glow

  Let your power shine,”

  Rapunzel felt the energy coursing through her, the pure light making her feel weightless, as though she could float right into the air.

  “Make the clock reverse

  Bring back what once was mine,”

  The tear had rushed down her face, and now barely clung to her chin, hanging by just barely a thread.

  “Heal what has been hurt

  Change the fate’s design,”

  Rapunzel slowly opened her eyes, and saw the woman’s face illuminated by the glow of her hair. Still sallow, still pale.

  Still lifeless.

  “Save what has been lost

  Bring back what once was mine,”

  The tear fell, slipping through air like a single drop of sunlight falling from the heavens, shimmering like a diamond in the late august sun.

  “What once was mine.”

  With a splash of brilliant color, it connected with the woman’s cheek. A burst of golden rays spilled from her body, curling around the room, flowing like water, growing like vines. It cascaded all around like a grand river of shimmering gold and platinum.

  And then the room went dark.

  There was a terrible moment of brief silence, which seemed to last so long that it clung to their skin like a thick, tense fog.

  Then the quilt shifted. Rapunzel gasped as a soft voice whispered with a voice as bright as a fluttering hummingbird.

  “Aster?”

  A/N: Hey guys! It’s been a while, huh? Sorry for the late update ;^^ My computer crashed so I couldn’t write. Luckily all my writing was saved on my flash drive. So here’s the next chapter! I know it’s short, but this just felt like the right place to end this part. I’m thinking about two more chapters plus an epilogue. :) Review! Love, hate or recommendations are all welcome! Special thanks to temporarily-obsessed, my lovely beta!

[insanity6666]

Glimpse

A violet-eyed eleven-year-old girl was rushing towards the train, waving her parents off absently before climbing onto the steam propelled vehicle, even though it wouldn’t leave for several minutes she wanted to get a good seat.

Finding an empty carriage she entered the seat, putting her trunk on the racks above and sat down by the window. Waving to her parents excitedly as they blew kisses before they looked at their watches and scurried off. Toothiana sighed and relaxed into her seat, she didn’t mind that they had to leave; they had were very important doctors in the muggle world.

Though her mother was a witch, but she handled more of the social side compared to her muggle father who spent most of his time saving people’s lives. She herself had an interest in dentistry but there was so much to try in the magical world and wanted to experience it.

A flash of grey caught her eye, turning her head to catch whatever she was the brunette was surprised to see an ashen haired boy. Tooth’s eyes widened as he maneuvered through the crowd with his trolley of belongings like she had a few minutes ago, his striking green eyes practically glowed with boredom and mild annoyance as some kids in front of him took their time.

Her breath silently left her as she watched him; there was something about this male that just demanded her attention. Tooth couldn’t help but giggle when an apparent friend practically tackled the green-eyed boy in a hug, her sharp eyes allowing her to glimpse at his white teeth when he grinned and trapped his friend in a headlock. It was obvious ashen haired boy was strong, considering his friend was bigger than him.

It was then she noticed her already had his house sigil imprinted on his robes. The red and gold colours indicated he was a Gryffindor, and Toothiana couldn’t help but find it fitting.

The first-year leaned forward to try and continue to watch as the boy moved out of view, only looking away when she couldn’t even see his grey hair. Sighing she sunk a little in her seat, leaning her head against the glass window as a high pitched whistle screeched outside her window, signaling that it was time to board.

People quickly filled the carriage she was in, most of them being first years like herself, and a second whistle was heard after a few chaotic minutes of people finding seats and friends. Moments later the train hissed loudly and began to move, and Tooth watched as the station began to disappear into the horizon.

The members of her carriage were all girls, and thus excited chatter rose up. Soon she was pulled into a conversation and quickly joined in the gossip and chatter. Eventually the image of the green-eyed boy faded from the forefront of her mind, but the lingering curiosity still nibbled at the back of her mind.

Who was that boy?

  ~~I may or may not turn this into a saga thingy, either way I hoped you enjoyed a little SweetTooth~~

[thequirkyllama]

6 hours

and i couldn't get toothiana just right

ableeeh asjdalkjsda

yes i ship this because i can.

[thelast-and-theonly]

Ok so, hear me out - bunny is from a whole planet and comes from a species of warriors that predate Earth. It is purely coincidence that they share a lot in common with rabbits/hares on our planet right.

So I’ve always had this headcanon that he would actually be considered a predator then prey, and I think that would show up with him having some canine/ sharp teeth.

Like what if that’s how tooth even found out that he wasn’t from this world because he doesn’t talk about his past much. She’s just checking for cavities and then BAM and she’s like “wtf are you dude?????”

[thelast-and-theonly]

I’m going through my office, trying to get my life together and found this unfinished doodle in one of work notes books…

[thelast-and-theonly]

My version of toothiana, I’m still working out some kinks and feather placement and of course coloring.

[thelast-and-theonly]

I have this fun little sweettooth theory that Bunny actually doesn't hate flying - he's from space and has flown in all kinds of air crafts and propbably has a really long history with Sandy and we all know how he travels.

I like to think that he just opposes North driving skills and his "Primitive death trap, " as Bunny might say, of a sleigh. I mean, going over the speed limits with an open top, NO SEATBELTS and your engine is controlled by the whims of reindeers probably makes him uncomfortable.

So, instead I like to think that he has one those flying skateboards like from Treasure Planet (because the ears thing is funny but no) which he flies around on with Tooth. At least then he is driving (he's a backseat driver)

[thelast-and-theonly]

It has recently come to my attention that my love and desire to write fanfic for my otp sweettooth is pointless and yields no benefit says someone I love.

But, as they painted a gloomy picture of the world’s inevitable burning, money problems, and other apocalyptic traits all I felt was regret. Regret if I didn’t finish my silly story and publish it and share it because at least with all the burning this silly story can keep me and others cool.

That’s something they don’t tell you about writing. They say just sit at the typewriter and bleed, to declare yourself the best writer and write, to write for yourself if no one else. But there is something else.

Your untold stories will haunt you if they don’t get out. And I am haunted.

And with this looming dread of mortality over my heard it has confirmed to me that I am a writer. That I will always feel not ready. And that I should write anyway.

My first draft will be done by Saturday or else.

[thelast-and-theonly]

Idk but I really like the idea of human!toothiana being an archeologist because in the movie/books the teeth hold important memories to help children through tough times. So while her being a dentist makes perfect sense, I think her being archeologists also is a fun idea to play with because ruins are like the bones (teeth?) of the past.

So from a sweettooth cannon perspective what if tooth was the archeologist that helps discover the ruin of the Pooka civilization and the people that live there and yes, meeting and falling for bunny.

[thelast-and-theonly]

Fanfic Update

OMG, Jeez, two more sections of this first draft and I will be done!

GOD, this was suppose to be a one shot but it grew into 44 pages and counting!

[thelast-and-theonly]

Mk so, sweettooth lore bit number one:

I really love the idea of Bunny, be a being from outer space, having a deep fascination and appreciation for the Earth's ocean. You know since the two kind of overlap in a lot of ways with their weird, alien sea-creatures and the myths that surround them.

So I like to think that Bunny has tons of books about them and maybe he mingles with Ocean Spirits just to get to know them, but mostly, he is a goldfish daddy!

Like he has the cutest little goldfish and loves how dumb he is and he takes such good care of him. Just imagine him walking around the Warren with a goldfish bowl!