#coniglietta

[twistedwhitesnow]

Eggcho 💙

[blanksoullesseyes]

Possession

w/ Starryai

[whoreiaki-kakyoin]

The thought of slashers assigning you names of timid, delicate animals as terms of endearment when you’re scared by them. You keep giving them those wide, fearful eyes! So befitting of a little fawn. You’re shaking like a leaf, your whole body trembling in terror…. You’re like a cornered rabbit. Their little rabbit. Their precious little mouse who cowers and squeaks in fear. Their beautiful, docile little dove to adore. Is it patronizing? Perhaps. But that’s the least of your worries now, isn’t it, pet?

[raccontidialiantis]

La vendetta può essere dolcissima (1 di 2)

Due anni fa è morto mio marito. Un matrimonio che pensavo fosse stato perfetto, il nostro. Almeno sino a quel momento, pensavo. Quanto ci amavamo. Due figlie oggi entrambe sposate e fuori da casa, in una domenica di routinaria solitudine di tre mesi fa ho deciso di mettere nei sacchi tutte le cose di Marco, per buttare via vestiti vecchi e cose non più utili a nessuno. Tra le varie carte e gli estratti conto bancari, ricevute eccetera, ho trovato prove della frequentazione regolare e mensile di un alberghetto in una vicina frazione. Ricostruendo, la cosa avveniva guarda caso sempre in quel giovedì in cui egli mi diceva di dover andare a Milano per lavoro. Gira che ti rigira, ho trovato anche alcuni bigliettini molto espliciti e infine delle foto stampate inequivocabili: lui e la sua amante abbracciati e teneri. Porca miseria, che sorpresa terribile: Rina la mia collega nello studio in cui lavoriamo entrambe! Lei ha dieci anni meno di me, un marito giovane anche lui e un bel fusto.

Choc totale, rabbia. Lacrime e infine anche una immediata, fredda determinazione. Con Rina siamo sempre state molto amiche, oltre che colleghe. In breve: ho subito invitato Sebastiano a casa un pomeriggio, con la scusa di montare un mobiletto per le scarpe. Mi sono fatta trovare da lui truccata, profumata e con atteggiamento da coniglietta smarrita; gli ho anche gettato le braccia al collo, in modo finto innocente, non appena finito il montaggio. Poi, sfacciata, gli ho chiesto scherzando se un giovane bello come lui avrebbe mai gradito montare anche una vecchietta orribile come me. Tra il serio e il faceto però, lo guardavo fisso negli occhi... lui è arrossito, ma non è fuggito. Anzi: comprensivo, mi ha chiesto che cosa mi passasse per la mente. E lì ho compiuto il mio capolavoro di recitazione: "sai, una donna ha le sue esigenze. Sono molto sola. Certo: la morale e bla bla... . Ma vorrei tanto instaurare un rapporto di amicizia diciamo... ecco... spinta. Però vorrei farlo con una persona molto discreta, un uomo che mi piace, che stimo e capace di tenere il segreto più assoluto... insomma: un gentiluomo come te"

Dopo quel momento di totale, bellissima intimità tra noi, Sebastiano è diventato un toro. M'ha scopata con una furia incredibile. Non so quante volte sono venuta, quella prima volta. Né ho idea di quanta sborra m'abbia scaricato in corpo. In breve, da tre mesi finalmente scopiamo. Spesso lui ha dei rimorsi e io allora regolarmente gli dico di non preoccuparsi, che quando lui volesse potrebbe terminare immediatamente questa nostra cosa bellissima. Un rapporto tra noi puro e semplice, che a me porta grandissimi benefici psicologici. Che m'arrangerei da sola. Certo: sicuramente piangerei, mi dispiacerebbe. Ma capirei. Sicuramente. Non sarei mai un problema, per loro due. Allora egli, tranquillizzato, mi bacia con foga e mi scopa con dolcezza assoluta. Penso sia innamorato cotto, ormai. Io voglio che sia innamorato di me. Ce la metto tutta, per spostare il suo desiderio sul mio corpo e sulla mia persona. Poi gli dico anche che lui deve stare assolutamente tranquillo, perché io rimango sempre la migliore amica e addirittura intima confidente di Rina. E quindi so per certo che lei non sospetta assolutamente nulla. Le devo rovinare il matrimonio, a 'sta grande testa di cazzo. Anche se usciamo spesso insieme per lo shopping e ridiamo, spettegoliamo, ci consigliamo.

Prendiamo un caffè, ci aiutiamo a vicenda quando serve. Semplicemente io le scopo il coniuge. Di continuo, ormai almeno una volta a settimana. Oh: che soddisfazione ogni volta che sento quel bel cazzo giovane di maritino amoroso entrare nel mio corpo di donna matura e oggettivamente molto puttana! Gli faccio fare cose che lei neppure si sognerebbe mai di consentirgli. Lui me l'ha confessato da subito. Sono diventata ormai il suo sfogo sessuale completo. Ah, l'ultima cosa: quando mi faccio sfondare, di dritto e di rovescio, mi assicuro prima che ci sia in giro la foto di quel cornuto a posteriori di mio marito. Con il suo sguardo ben rivolto verso il letto. E vengo alla faccia sua, mugolando come una vera troia professionista. Soprattutto, quando ingoio tutto quel seme che viene da quell'uccello giovane, prepotente e turgido ben ficcato nella mia gola, ingoio golosa; poi gli faccio l'occhietto e il gesto delle corna, con la mano poggiata sulla natica soda e nuda di Sebastiano. Poi con la lingua al mio stallone pulisco la sborra residua sull'asta e sui coglioni. Oh, quanto mi piace questo giovane, ingenuo, ignaro amante.

RDA

[scritti-di-aliantis]

(Foto: thecottonwoodkid)

Ancora, dopo tanti anni, sono semplicemente molto innamorato di te. Eri e resti la mia coniglietta preferita, tutta da spogliare e amare. Vedo solo il tuo sorriso. Voglio solo la tua bocca, su di me.

(Foto: madison--ava--jones)

E guarda che ce ne vuole di pazienza, con te. Però, l'amore è a volte cercarsi, altre sopportarsi. Comunque, anche quando non ci sei, ti sento presente. Vivo per te. E per ciò che sono, che siamo quando stiamo insieme. Io e te.

Aliantis

(Foto: laeliatenebrosa)

[alechans-cutetickles]

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[imaginedreamwrite]

Hi, could you circle back to Alpha Mechanic Curtis? Also revisit Silverfox Alpha Steve and his art gallery mate?

“Coniglietta,” Steve’s thick and husky voice cut through the silence with strength as he raised his glass and drew all attention to himself, “my darling omega…”

Heat bloomed in your belly when eyes had landed on you, when attention had been drawn from your fiancé to yourself had rendered you a little speechless. The night was planned immaculately, paired with Steve’s engagement gift of his newest piece in your honour that had been sold for a quarter of a million dollars in which the money was to be donated to charity,

He had planned it all from inviting all your closest friends, making sure Jess was settled and snuggled with Sam, and your parents had checked into their suite before being escorted to the venue.

It was perfect, a breathtaking spectacle to honour your love story.

“I want to thank you all for coming to our engagement party to help us celebrate the next step in our relationship. My darling coniglietta, my muse and omega isn’t just my inspiration but she is the light of life.” Steve spoke with upmost honesty and truth, endlessly and endearingly comparing you to the best portion of his life without every going overboard.

“I won’t keep you with a long speech, we want you to have fun. Eat, drink and be merry, but first a toast to my girl.” Steve raised his glass and others were quick to join him, raising their own drinks as you were toasted upon Steve’s request.

It wasn’t half a minute later that he’d finished his drink and started to walk toward you, slowly and casually as if he wasn’t just undressing you with his eyes. Upon meeting you near the bar, Steve’s first move was to stoop low and kiss your cheek, electricity sparking through the contact made between you and himself.

“We have the whole night ahead of us, darling.” Steve slipped a hand around your waist to the small of your back, his lips trailing along your cheek to your jaw as he nibbled lightly on your flesh. “We can call it early if we want.”

“Steve,” you drew your hands up his chest and further, fingertips curling against his neck while you searched his eyes with your own, “you didn’t have to do all this for me.”

“Yes I did,” he hummed into your ear and slowly leaned back at the sound of a voice clearing, “but I promise your mother I wouldn’t steal you too soon.”

“Thank you,” she smiled warmly at Steve and joined your side, “there’s so few men like you, so few good alphas-“

“Mom,” you whined and felt heat warm your belly, yet again, as Steve’s gaze boldened, “stop please-”

“Be good, coniglietta.” Steve kissed the back of your hand before he bid his goodbye, winking at you over his shoulder.

[sorrisiverineiricordibui]

Ora voglio una coniglietta 🥺

[l-incantatrice]

Coniglio e coniglietta 😂

BUONGIORNO

[conigliettadolce-blog]

moreso ooc if possible, but is there human verison for coniglietta? if so can we see :3

(here's a quick sketch/concept from a month ago!)

[ember-owlet]

🐶. Who are your fictional caregivers? Do you have a 'main' one?

🐇. Talk about your relationship! Is it platonic, romantic, ect, what is your dynamic like?

🐙. Do they have any nicknames for you? Is there meaning behind them?

thank you so much for the ask!! i hope i was able to give you a proper response ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

🐶 Who are your fictional caregivers? Do you have a 'main' one?

i have so many fictional caregivers, but to highlight there's donna, harley & ivy, joel, yor, and quanxi! my "main" ones that i think about the most often taking care of me are donna, harley, and ivy.

🐇 Talk about your relationship! Is it platonic, romantic, ect, what is your dynamic like?

i would say that the majority of my relationships to them are platonic/familial. to be completely honest i haven't ever considered having a romantic relationship with any of my other fictional caregivers besides donna and quanxi but i could definitely see something like that now for some of them. ( /pos /lh)

🐙 Do they have any nicknames for you? Is there meaning behind them?

absolutely!! i have many, so i'll do my best to list most of them out. most of them are just sweet petnames that make me melt thinking about them calling me that.

donna: little one, love, owlet, bambolotta, coniglietta, but my favorites would be fiore mio, dolcezza and tesoro

pammy: sweetheart, tulip, kid, flower, angel (nickname based off of my self insert oc)

harley: kiddo, birdie, chickadee, pumpkin, sunshine, munchkin, short stuff, tater tot

quanxi: kiddo, twinkle toes (sarcastically but lovingly), squish

joel: kiddo, honey, baby girl, peanut

yor: (insert name(s)) ~chan / ~tan (since most of the time that i'm personally aware of is what i was called by family/friends)

bonus! (because my heart couldn't take not talking about some of my other beloved cgs /j /lh)

nobara: baby, nugget, potato

maki: little bird

persephone (hadestown) : sweet pea, berry

hades (hadestown) : songbird, moonlight, treasure, sweetheart, little one

vanessa : bugs

freya : love, sweetness, otter (again, from a self insert oc /lh)

[omarfor-orchestra]

coniglietta soffice?

Eccola qua

[raccontidialiantis]

Addirittura bella

Un conto è essere belli. Un conto è piacere…   

www.malikahajer.tumblr.com

Laura

-Ai tuoi occhi forse devo sembrare addirittura bella. Eppure, se mi guardo allo specchio, vedo dozzine di imperfezioni. Difetti e caratteristiche che mi fanno vergognare di me stessa. Però malgrado io cerchi spesso di nascondere il mio corpo e mortificarlo con maglie larghe e pantalonacci, tu sei sempre lì a dirmi: “sei bellissima” e a mettermi le mani dappertutto. Ma sei tu scemo o mia mamma, pur di sbolognarmi, t'ha fatto una macumba? Non so proprio cosa ti abbia legato a me: mi mandi continuamente messaggi, mi guardi come fossi una top model. Ma io sono piccolina, stortignaccola e oggettivamente più belle di me ce ne sono a bizzeffe.

Regolarmente, quando usciamo e per te mi metto in tiro, faccio i confronti con le altre che ci passano accanto e, anche se non lo do a vedere, vorrei solo sprofondare dalla vergogna. Ti guardano. Le vedo. E vorrei solo tornare a casa per nascondermi nell'armadio o sotto le coperte. Ma poi vedo i tuoi occhi comunque fissi su di me. E mi proteggi, mi abbracci, mi sbaciucchi di continuo. Boh… Che ci troverai in me… Spero che non t'innamori mai di una più bella… ce ne sono cento lì, che fanno la fila per te. Me lo dicono le mie amiche. Soprattutto quelle che ti messaggiano di nascosto e tanto io poi lo vengo a sapere. Sono rosa dalla gelosia. Puttane. Troie maledette.

Mauro

-Sei un capolavoro della natura: di te non mi sazio mai. Non te ne rendi conto, ma è tutto l'insieme armonico di quelli che tu chiami difetti a renderti unica, originale, affascinante e attraente. Molto attraente e non solo per me. Infatti sai che di te sono geloso, ma lo sono ancor di più proprio se penso a quanto tu sia particolare e rara. Ho occhi solo per te. E lo sai, mia coniglietta smarrita e bizzarra che mi fai impazzire. Si: ti bacio ovunque e godo del tuo piccolo seno e del tuo culetto, che tocco di continuo. Le tue gambe leggermente a croce mi fanno salire il sangue al cervello. Il tuo nasino aquilino è fisso nei miei pensieri.

La tua miopia ti conferisce mistero e fascino. Le tue labbra, poi… oh: quelle! Sono una dipendenza! Altro che droghe o alcool. Sono dolcissime e determinano in maniera assoluta il mio stato d'animo. Se si schiudono in un sorriso, per me c'è la gioia più pura. Se sono serrate o imbronciate, perdo la pace. E quando lasciano sfuggire degli “ooh…” sommessi e adorati, so che stai godendo sotto di me. E solo allora io tocco il cielo con un dito. Perché… ti amo! Adoro massaggiarti i piedi, la schiena e il collo, dopo l'amore. No: di te non riuscirei a stancarmi neppure se lo volessi. Quanto ai messaggi anche abbastanza espliciti che ricevo, ne capisco lo scopo; ma mi limito a sorridere ed essere cortese. E soprattutto a non offendere nessuna. Stai tranquilla. Sappi che non ti libererai mai di uno che ti ama così. Mai.

RDA

[arcxnumvitae]

15)  one muse utilizes orgasm denial to get information out of the other  (  whether teasingly or in earnest  ). (Lucia-Ven // I mean are we surprised she’d put him through that? 😂)

@lunarxdaydream || Spicy Prompts with Plot || Accepting

"Lucia..." A groan came out, both tortured and far too excited for someone who clearly knew that he was about to tormented without a shred of mercy. So, the usual for him. How else could he react though, knowing that he was at his coniglietta's cruel, cruel mercy. She was ruthless in everything that she did, and why would he ever lie and say that he didn't love every second that?

Despite the situation that he was in, Ven still couldn't resist teasing her as he panted.

"Are we turning this into roleplay? You know, if you wanted to know the names, I could have just given them to you, provided you asked nicely enough--" Another expert twist of her wrist as she fisted his cock stole the breath right out of his lungs, causing Ven's head to tip back with another moan. His hands were useless, bound to the frame of the chair that he was currently seated in, perfect for her to tease and toy with as she pleased. Even now, with his eyes closed against the onslaught of building pressure roiling through him with every sharp pump of her hand around him, he still couldn't find it in himself to hate his predicament even as he already knew where this was going.

He felt himself reaching his end, until-- The hand withdrew, and Ven slumped against the chair with a defeated groan and a weak laugh.

"A whole new type of interrogation tactic, huh?" A green eye cracked open as he grinned her way, even if he looked a bit wrecked. "Well, maybe I'll be a tough nut to crack."

[kneedeepincynade]

For once, let's talk about something nice. What better than some fluffy friends to make the day go better?

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Translation is at the bottom

The collective is on telegram

🥳 Il 2023 è l'Anno del Coniglio, un tenero animale gentile, agile, pacifico e che - quando è felice - corre e saltella in giro, portando gioia e allegria 😂

😍 Sempre più Cinesi, su entrambe le Sponde dello Stretto, hanno deciso di comprare e adottare un tenero coniglietto come animale domestico. Anch'io* ho un coniglio, da alcuni anni

🇨🇳 A Chongqing, Shanghai, Pechino e Guangzhou si registrano molte adozioni e vendite, e i proprietari di negozi per animali permettono alle persone di accarezzare i coniglietti, per far sentire loro quanto sono morbidi. Anche nel 2011, Anno del Coniglio, tante persone avevano iniziato ad adottarli:

💬 «La pelliccia del coniglio è molto morbida», dice un cliente in un negozio a Chongqing, e il coniglio ariete - con le sue caratteristiche gentili, tra cui le lunghe orecchie cadenti, è uno dei più richiesti da giovani studenti e signore ❤️

🇨🇳 Anche a Tianjin e Changsha, così come a Xuzhou, i coniglietti sono diventati animali popolari, e l'enorme richiesta ha portato anche ad una campagna di sensibilizzazione sull'animale: il coniglio non va tenuto in gabbia, deve stare libero 🐰

😂 La popolarità ha portato le persone a scherzare sull'argomento | domanda su 知乎: «Perché molte persone comprano il coniglio senza sapere come tenerlo?», risponde scherzosamente 摩艾君: «è silenzioso, non disturba le persone e può essere usato per fare colpo sulle ragazze», inoltre prima in pochi lo avevano come animale domestico, quindi sembra «molto speciale» 😂

🐰 Non è un giocattolo, è un essere vivente, e quindi va adottato solo dopo essersi informati su come poterlo tenere: come ha scritto 胖丁兔 su 小红书, non bisogna tenerlo in gabbia, deve essere libero per essere «il coniglietto più felice del Mondo» 😍

😘 Anche la mia coniglietta 蒙蒙 è sempre libera in casa, può saltellare, correre e riposarsi dovunque voglia 😉

🤩 Credits su Douyin:

🐰 萌宠百科Show, 橙橙是兔叽, The Straits Times, 小飞说, 商丘宠物兔子店(可领兔子), 爱兔萌嘟嘟 | «Amo il mio coniglietto dalle orecchie cadenti» 🙂

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*io,sov, non ho un coniglio,è lo scrittore dei post ad averne uno

🥳 2023 is the Year of the Rabbit, a tender, gentle, agile, peaceful animal who - when happy - runs and jumps around, bringing joy and happiness 😂

😍 More and more Chinese, on both sides of the Strait, have decided to buy and adopt a cute bunny as a pet. I*have a rabbit,too, for a few years

🇨🇳 In Chongqing, Shanghai, Beijing, and Guangzhou, there are many adoptions and sales, and pet store owners allow people to pet bunnies to let them feel how fluffy they are. Even in 2011, the Year of the Rabbit, many people had started to adopt them:

💬 "The rabbit's fur is very soft," says a customer in a shop in Chongqing, and the ram rabbit - with its gentle features, including long drooping ears, is one of the most requested by young students and ladies ❤️

🇨🇳 Even in Tianjin and Changsha, as well as in Xuzhou, bunnies have become popular animals, and the huge demand has also led to an animal awareness campaign: rabbits shouldn't be kept in cages, they should be free 🐰

😂 The popularity has led people to joke about it | question about 知乎: «Why do many people buy the rabbit without knowing how to hold it?», 摩艾君 jokingly replies: «it's silent, it doesn't disturb people and it can be used to impress girls», furthermore few had it before as a pet, so it looks «very special» 😂

🐰 It's not a toy, it's a living being, and therefore it should be adopted only after having found out how to keep it: as 胖丁兔 wrote on 小红书, it must not be kept in a cage, it must be free to be «the most happy of the World» 😍

😘 Even my bunny 蒙蒙 is always free at home, she can jump, run and rest wherever she wants 😉

🤩 Credits on Douyin:

🐰 萌宠百科Show, 橙橙是��叽, The Straits Times, 小飞说, 商丘宠物兔子店(可领兔子), 爱兔萌嘟嘟 | «I love my lop-eared bunny»

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* Our writer has a rabbit,I,sov,don't

[lunarxdaydream]

( another ‘lovely’ valentine’s day surprise )

Sometimes, genius truly was a burden. How did he plan to top last year’s Valentine’s Day catastrophe? There was always the option to let last year become nothing more than a one-off gag, but where was the fun in that? It would go against everything he stood for to pass up the opportunity to make Lucia see red again! No, this year he would pull out all of the stops, and this time he would go bigger.

Of course, part of any good psychological torture was getting into the target’s mind. Lucia would undoubtedly be on edge that entire day, waiting for some nonsense to happen as she worked. So let some hours go by. And a few more. And some more after that. All the way until the last half hour of work, right when the woman would be beginning to think that maybe she had managed to escape un-Ven-ned this year.

The perfect time for him to strike. 

Lucia would hear the commotion slowly approaching her desk, coworkers likely also already caught on to what seemed like was quickly becoming a yearly tradition, until the clamor grew and grew. Finally, the woman would catch sight of a massive lump of fur moving towards her, making its way through aisles and desks, until a larger than life teddy bear was wheeled in to her by a grinning delivery man.

“Delivery!” The man called out, the smile on his face making it clear that he was certain that he was delivering some grand romantic gesture.

And then there, popping out from behind the bear, sharply dressed in a tux and with a box of his own in his arms, the mastermind’s grin was downright diabolical. 

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Coniglietta!” Popping open the box to reveal the dozens of roses and messaging inside, Ven shot Lucia a giddy wink. “You didn’t think I would forget you today, did you? I’ve even got dinner reservations for us once you get off of work.”

Rich. Decadent. Everything she could have hoped for in an evening cup of coffee as the women veered off the topic at hand. One after another, Rosalina continued to swipe. Face after face loading but nothing caught Lucia’s attention. “This is a complete waste of time.” Eyes roll when her friend huffs with displeasure. Honestly, how many times did she have to go over this? Between her current case and going undercover for Rosalina, there is little time to just … well, ‘have fun’ as the other put it. 

At least the source of her headache was nowhere to be seen. A miracle, she had to admit, was surprising in itself as the time went by but who knows, maybe he found someone else to torment –

“Oh come on! What about this one?” 

“For the love of – Rosa, just let it go.” An exasperated sigh fell from her lips as the mug was lowered back against the desk. Stack of files with numerous notes nearly covering the entire surface alongside the small notepad. Tip of her pen continued to tap along the tempo of her heel. “Besides, we still haven’t figured out how to exactly get rid of that damn tail.” 

Fingers rub at her temples. Violet eyes skimming over the notes she made but something wasn’t adding up. The names listed … – Teeth bite on her lower lip. Her body leaning forward as she continued to watch Rosalina swipe but none of it registered. No, she is too preoccupied with the issue at hand. In the back of her mind, a whisper utters to look in a box. One she long buried away but … –

“I wonder what’s going on.”

The women glance up as the noise grew louder. Bodies outside her office standing up with their attention in the same direction. Was there an unruly suspect being dragged in? Multiple? Maybe a large drug bust? Or – 

“Oh this is gonna be good.” 

Dread quickly filled her chest. Hands pressing on the edge of her desk as the chair is pushed back. The smirk on Rosalina’s face. The way her shoulders shook from the laughter she failed at containing. Sight sweeps across the women outside, their expressions alight with … – 

“I swear if it’s him, I’m going to –”

Cream tuft filled the entire threshold of her office. Plush so nearly overflowing from the cart that barely fit into the corner. Even Rosalina was forced aside, whistling as a hand fell to her hip. Curious and nosy eyes gathered close to listen. Too many conversations. Too much noise that Lucia could barely hear her thoughts as he popped out from behind practically dressed to the nines in … in a tuxedo?!

“Dinner huh? – No wonder you’re rejecting all my choices.”

Scratch that: she was going to kill Ven and Rosalina.

“What choice are you talking about?!” Tone shakes with anger as cheeks burn from the humiliation. Her entire frame shaking with disbelief. “And you –” Oh god, almost the entire office was watching! The rumors. The advice seeking. Just – Ugh, why, why, why?! Lucia quickly moved around her desk to drag him inside with a quick slam of her door. Her heart racing too fast  that she wondered if any oxygen was making it to her brain at this point.

A large teddy bear. No – large is putting it mildly! For fuck’s sake, that thing probably took up the entire passenger side of a damn car! And his outfit … – Not to mention the entire case full of roses! Lucia couldn’t believe it. Refused to accept the sight but there he was, grinning with the widest smirk. Probably glowing on the inside!

“You’ve got to be kidding me!” 

“Hey, at least he’s offering dinner this time.”

“T-That’s not the point here!” 

|| @arcxnumvitae​ ||