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Lapin the thuuurddd boom boom lapin the thiiiirrrdddd
#yea i started drawing them as furries#yea lupin is a bunnie because lapin and also because hes basically bugs bunny#yea zenigata is an akita . obvious reasons#yea jigen is a wolf and fujiko is a pedigree kittie and i cant decide on goemon#someone on twitter drew him as a japanese weasel and that makes sense but i still wanna think of my own idea#im kind of leaning towards something that swims like an otter. because reasons#who woulda thunk the furry would start drawing his favs as anthro animals. wrow#my art tag#lupin III#lupin the third#inspector zenigata#jigen daisuke#fujiko mine
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#i really like this one 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 HAUGH theyre all meant to be small sketches hut this is one of my fav fits#in the entire game so um. erm. this shouldve been the unlucky bunny 5* to match merumeru lucky bunny 5* if happyele didnt hate me#the sumi art#kaname tojo#enstars
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thinking about corruption today but bunny x puppy like yea big scary dog turns the innocent little bunny into a perverted little slut who only wants to bounce on their puppies cock all day and breed like a dumb little rabbit so cute classic i love this so so much
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imagine a shy little bunny who appears really innocent but is actually a pervert whose been slowly corrupting the innocent dumb puppy till the only thing they can think about is their pretty bunny cunt whining and begging for the chance to use them needing so badly to mount them and rut into them whining and drooling like a pathetic mutt desperate to fill them with load after load of their cum and hear their bunny scream and beg for their knot
#queer nsft#ftm sub#trans nsft#ftm bunny#ftm nsft#nsft t4t#ftm puppy#ftm t4t#<3#dumb bunny#favs#bun ramblings
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I just want to say I love Benny and Bunny, I love for these stories. They’re so good. I’m over here like what would he do if she was sick or how would he be visiting her at work bringing her lunch. Keep up the amazing work!!
Thank you for the support, lovie! I saw your other request and i loved that one too, so I'll be getting to that one soon (fingers crossed) This one goes out to all the overworked and tired girlies! 😘
Benny x Bunny Masterlist
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You noted the bright orange and purple of the sunset streaking across the sky outside your kitchen window as you stood by the sink. You stifled a sigh as you realized you weren’t feeling up to your typical sunset stroll. You were otherwise tangled in a flurry of activity – you were behind on starting dinner because you had fallen asleep earlier when you got home from work and ever since you woke up, you felt a heaviness in your limbs and because of that, you still needed to tidy up and start a load of laundry. An unsettling chill broke out against your skin like a shroud, whispering secrets of a blatant illness you refused to acknowledge.
Your steps grew increasingly sluggish, each step harder than the last as you tried to power through to finish pulling together dinner. You weren’t sick, you told yourself over and over again. It was just a bug going around at your work – nothing more than the sniffles. You could get through this, no problem. It didn’t matter that the world around you started to blur at the edges, colors blending into a dull haze. No, you were fine.
You tried to brush off the creeping discomfort as nothing more than just a nuisance, an inconvenience at most. The discomfort was nothing compared to the evening of tasks you had before you. You forced a smile and pushed through, even though the dull ache in your head intensified into a persistent throb.
Benny, who had arrived earlier than usual, leaned against the doorframe, watching with a concerned frown. You looked tired, your movements slow but deliberate, each step marked by a trace of hesitance. The sight tugged at him, a thread of concern weaving into his thoughts.
“Hey, Bunny,” he called out, his voice softer than usual. He could see it in your posture, the way you leaned against the counter, the slight tremble of your fingers. You were trying too hard to keep up appearances, to brush off whatever was weighing on you. The facade was barely holding, and he could see it. “You okay?”
You turned and flashed him one of your beautiful smiles, but Benny couldn’t miss how it didn’t quite reach your eyes. “Oh, I’m fine. Just a little tired.”
Benny wasn’t convinced. He took a few steps closer, his pace slow so as not to upset you further. The kitchen, usually a place filled with warmth and laughter, now felt heavy with an undercurrent of distress.
“You don’t look fine,” he said, his voice carrying a gentle edge. “You look like you’re about to fall over. Maybe you should sit down for a minute.”
You shook your head, face falling into a slightly annoyed expression. “No, I’ve got to finish dinner. I’ve got it, really.”
But he could see the strain etched into your features, the way you clutched the counter to stop from swaying. His heart clenched with a bitter mix of concern and frustration. He recalled all the previous times he had seen you push yourself to the limits, and he clenched his jaw. And of course, here you were, struggling against the exhaustion that gripped you tightly.
Then suddenly, in a fleeting moment as you moved to grab something off the other countertop, you swayed roughly, the color draining from your face and it jolted him into action. The world seemed to collapse around him as he reached out to firmly grip you by your arms, steadying you.
“Woah, woah,” he breathed out, his eyes frantically searching yours as he pulled you closer. “That’s it. You need to lay down.”
Concern roiled within him because you didn’t even protest as he scooped you up into his arms and carried you to the bedroom. He handled you as one would a glass object – gentle and carefully–attentive of your fragility as he lowered you into the bed.
“I’m fine,” you said, your voice held a certain weakness to it that caused Benny’s heart to squeeze almost painfully in his chest.
“You’re sick, Bunny,” he pointed out, his tone holding a firmness that he knew you would respond the best to. This wasn’t a time for you to be argumentative (as you so often were). This was serious. “You need to rest. You’ve been pushing yourself too hard lately.”
“But what about dinner? I wasn’t finished–”
“I’ll finish it,” he cut off your desperate negotiation attempt.
Despite the obvious discomfort, you shot him an incredulous look. “But you always burn everything. I’ve been working on that meal since I got home.”
You were right, but he couldn’t admit it. “That was one time, and it was the oven that got too hot.”
“Sure it was,” you playfully rolled your eyes at his poor excuse and you started to sit up, moving to get out of bed.
“Woah, woah,” he interrupted, his brow raising. “Where do you think you’re goin’?”
“I have to start a load of laundry,” you explained as if it were obvious.
“No, that can wait until tomorrow,” he argued, a gentle but firm tone in his voice. “Or better yet, I’ll do it. You need to rest, Bunny.”
“It’s probably just a cold. I can still go do that. Plus I need to–”
“I know you’re tough, but you don’t have to power through this,” he shut down your protests with a shake of his head as he approached the bedside, pulling the blankets up to cover your lying form better as he went. “Nothing’s amiss down there. Don’t worry about anything. Let me take care of you, okay?”
“I don’t want to worry you,” you professed quietly, a hint of guilt shadowing your expression.
He lifted his left hand, wiggling his ring finger, the gold band glinting in the soft lamplight. He thought the gesture would make you smile, but instead, your frown deepened and you looked away, finding more interest in the fraying thread of the blanket over you.
“You’re always there for me, always taking care of me,” you said, your voice barely above a whisper. “I just don’t want to be a burden.”
“A burden?” Bewildered, he repeated the word, his voice firm, almost a little harsh, but softened as he continued, “Bunny, you could never be a burden to me. You’re everything to me. If you’re not okay, then nothing’s okay. Don’t you get that?”
Your gaze found his again, a glimmer of unshed tears in your eyes. “I don’t want you to feel like you have to take care of me.”
Benny shook his head, his frustration melting to something softer, something gentler. It was impossible to harbor any negative feelings when you were like this, vulnerable and delicate, curled up beneath the blankets. He lowered himself to sit on the side of the bed, his hand enveloping yours tightly. “I don’t feel like I have to, (Y/N). I want to. You’re my girl, and when you’re hurting, I want to be the one to make it better, even if the only thing I can do is to be by your side. In sickness and in health, kid. Those vows are important to me.”
“Oh, Benny,” you breathed out, your bottom lip pouting in the way that Benny came to find indicative of when you were experiencing emotions that you couldn’t bottle up.
He couldn’t stand it anymore – the distance between you, the space where the air felt too thick with worry. Wordlessly, he laid down in front of you, pulling you into his chest protectively and you responded immediately, burying your face into his shirt. You fit perfectly against him, like you always did, but tonight there was a fragility that made him hold you just a little closer, a little tighter.
You let out a soft sigh, your body relaxing into his warmth, but Benny could still feel the underlying tension in you, the worry that somehow you were being too much for him. Benny hated that you felt that way, hated that you couldn’t see that your well-being was his top priority.
“Bunny,” he whispered, his lips brushing against your soft hair, “you don’t ever have to hide how you’re feeling from me. I want to know. I want to help.”
You nodded against his chest. “I know, sometimes I just . . .”
You trailed off, but he knew. He knew what you were going to say. He brought a hand up to cup the back of your head, his fingers tangling into your hair. “I’m here. I’m not goin’ anywhere.”
You nodded again, your arms slipping around his waist, holding onto him like a lifeline. And maybe, in a way, he was. But you were his lifeline too. That without you, the ground beneath him would crumble.
He held you tighter, his heartbeat a steady rhythm for you to hear. And he hoped you could feel it – the quiet truth that was so much bigger than his words could say. That you were never, and could never, be a burden. Not to him. Not ever.
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#sick reader is one of my fav tropes#benny cross#benny x bunny#the bikeriders#austin butler#benny cross x reader#austin butler x reader#benny x reader#austin butler fandom#imagine#sickfic
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donnie darko, dir. richard kelly (2001)
#「 jake gyllenhaal 」#jake gyllenhaal#donnie darko#donnie darko 2001#frank donnie darko#donnie darko movie#donnie darko icons#letterboxd#fav movies#film recommendations#horror film#moodboard aesthetic#icons#moodboard#actors#frank#frank the bunny#jake gyllenhaal fanfic#jake gyllenhaal smut#jake gyllenhaal imagine#jake gyllenhaal icons#donnie darko x reader#donnie darko fanart#donnie darko fanfic#movies#jena malone
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Somebunny loves you...
#HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAYYYYY!!! here is the funny bunny <3 he loves you!#my art#fnaf#fnaf 3#five nights at freddy's#springtrap#springtrap x reader#springtrap x you#springtrap x y/n#william afton#william afton x reader#william afton x you#william afton x y/n#(i'm trying to reach my target audience so hard)#fav#100#500
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some simple bunny Flug pinups
#slightly fixed from twt#I'm blind on my right eye so my depth perception is a$$#and I need to stop drawing lying down at such an inconvenient angle... if I wasn't in so much pain#I feel like you can probably not even tell#maybe I should have fixed it even more who knows#but idc that much#not my fav anyway but enjoy!#villainous#villanos#vilanesco#dr flug#flug#kenning flugslys#villainous flug#bunny#cartoon#fanart#my art
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Playdate.
#yandere oc#yandere boy#yandere male#original art#original character#long time no johann#also 'Hase' means bunny or bun#it's one of Johanns fav pet names#yandere
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wrapping Amanda for the silk study 💜
#my art#wip#my candy love new gen#mclng#corazon de melon#amour sucre new gen#mcl new gen#mcl#mclng amanda#amanda de lavienne#bunny girl#in pink silk#i need to find some cuter inspo for the necklace :(#not my fav in game for sure but she’s pretty
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Bunny Yeager ֍ Bettie Page (c. 1955)
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an assortment
#crunchchute art#my art#this was meant to be done traditionally but i had to switch to digital after the sketches#maybe next time#fnaf#five nights at freddy's#five nights at freddys#dave miller#william afton#spring bonnie#my fav is the key spinny one and the microorganism#i still havent finished TSE someone make me read i cannot concentrate#1am thoughts in the tags that nobody will bother reading but. drawing him equals manifesting him in the clickteam game#cause from that one shadow its still unclear but im a believer#save me white man save me#i keep giving him huge eyes i make them smaller 20 times and theyre still big.he got eye enlargement surgery to see his bunny fursuit bette
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I think...I think they should've had more outfits (and dated)
#tenrose#rose tyler#tenth doctor#10th doctor#timepetals#doctor who#fanart#doctor who fanart#my art#dedicated to my friend who hasnt even seen the show but sat there with me while drawing sobbing along#THIS IS MY CANON#MY TRUTH#they they#this was a multiday project of love#okay everyone whats your fav cause mine is beach but snuggle bunnies is close
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taking nude photoshoots on their phone while they’re busy to find later as a treat
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