#rabbit coat

[bettie-may-page]

Early Bettie #5

Dec 1944, Nashville Parthenon. Bettie (21) and brother Jack (20). Bettie mentioned that this was her favorite fur (rabbit) coat, which she wore so much it got holes in it.

These fantastic pictures with detailed information about Betty are all in part from one collection / collector. Steve Hoover. I cannot impress enough to my followers to visit Hussy Magazine House Of Betty and his Tumblr account rockypeanut and become followers. On Facebook look for House Of Betty. All information, colorisation credited to Steve Hoover his House of Betty, Hussy Magazine and Tumblr rockypeanut.

[blousquidly]

THE BOYS! (With some design tweaks)

Squid & Axel posing like dorks

[artistdove]

"I'll grab some cider and snuggle beside her!"

They love their girls very much

[artuurle]

once again drawing click clack over images of my nefarious shape

+ bonus based on how I was handed an angora rabbit at a state fair and immediately started ugly crying

[puhpandas]

one of the beckory doodle reqs from @littledragonx777! feat a headcanon of mine that Tony has a cat named Juniper as a bonus for the cat mention

[lieutenantbiscute]

The Hobbit cast has absolutely taken over my brain space help—

[ironagefyxen]

A troop of medieval rabbits from The Hours of Jeanne d’Evreux, Queen of France (Jean Pucelle // French // ca. 1324-1328 // The Met)

[sysig]

Two skeletons in a trench lab coat (Patreon)

Bonus:

He’s very careful! Everything was fine before you interrupted!

[bxnnie-bxwl]

little concept for dr rabbit/ggy

[bizarrebuns]

"Athena" - San Francisco, CA

some women have it all: naturally striped like a bumblebee, mismatched socks, and rugged good looks

[weepingtalecowboy]

Rodent links

Fanfic prompt: many rodents have a tendency for allogrooming (which essentially means they bond by cleaning eachother)

So it is very likely that four is aggressively braiding and combing the links hair

(if we go from rat logic because they are canonically one of the smartest rodents on earth so if I use it for minish it would make a bit of sense)

But rabbits also use it as a form of dominance

If a rabbit is grooming another they are essentially acknowledging the other rabbit's dominance and add their smell to the rabbit to show it

So the reason why legend is a bastard to warriors is because wars once gave him his shampoo and he decided that obviously he is superior to him since then

Four doesn’t have a clue why legend always looks so smug when he is braiding his hair

He just thinks they are friends when legend goes up to him to get his hair braided because obviously they are friends

The chain had to learn that they should under no circumstances give legend their personal shampoo or perfume(even if their lives depended on it)

Rodents especially rats can also tell when another rat is related to them because of smell so four could probably tell that wind is related to him

Then chase the dirty animal into a corner and drag his filthy body into a bath (no way wind would willingly take a bath if he isn’t carried there by sheer force )

Because bonding and the fact that rats genuinely get anxiety when pups in their colony are not clean enough because filthy pups imply low health and carry stronger oder making them easier to detect for predators

Rats have an obsessive need for grooming because it is both beneficial in an environment like sewers and also beneficial for the health of the colony

Four has to get physically dragged away from wind if the chain doesn’t have the time to clean up because wind WILL be dropped in the nearest river

In minish form he will be licked too death by four

(Now blue being a neat freak makes perfect sense now he is secretly a rat)

Also rats have a surprising tolerance for other rats and will even let other rats they have social bonds with assist during parenting their own pups

Warriors is allowed near wind and even encouraged into being a dad everyone is

Warriors sad that four is bonding so close to wind and he isn’t needed or wanted by the family: ;(

Four about to attack him as well and drag him to wind : SIKE no milk for you ,you are not getting milk ,nobody is

[chipistrate]

Always Learning.

Some post-Glitchtrap death angst with the Glitchtrap follower duo<3

No Text version and some rambles under the cut

While Vanny, the reluctant follower and least favorite, is surprisingly happy about the defeat and learning what freedom is for the first time- GGY, the favorite child, feels like he failed Glitchtrap for being so weak that his host could break free and kill him, while GGY was completely unaware and unable to do anything about it.

This isn't villain or redemption GGY/Vanny, they could both go either way from here, it's just how I think their first reactions to the wizard dying would go<3

Also the tree on GGYs side is supposed to be the baobab tree from TFTPP, and Vanny's side is based on the PQ/Burntrap/Brazil endings<3

[artistdove]

Headcanon that Oz gets fluffier and lighter when winter comes due to his winter coat. Makes for great insulation and stuffing

[cartoon-buffoon]

Short fanfic that I randomly made when being bored outta my mind during classes:

"ROUND 2"

Featuring: Monster Frankie & The Lucky Contestant!

Lucky burst through the doors out of one of the play areas into the maintenance tunnels used by staff. Despite currently being winded from parkour, this season was off to a great start. Unlike last time where they were chased at every opportunity by mascots, their only respite being puzzles which they would have to exercise their authentic skills to use, Lucky had ran into no such obstacles. The starting line was an honest to God starting line that all four contestants used, Lucky actually competed with three others this time around rather than being a sole survivor. Well, they competed at first.

For some reason the further they got the more strange occurrences occured. Certain puzzles were already finished, vent openings were busted open and some parkour challenges like the rotating logs were turned off and stagnant. Now this could have been all dismissed as a simple case of the other Frankie forgetting to reset everything but Lucky couldn't help but shake the feeling something sinister was afoot. One by one each of the other contestants vanished, at first it was contestant 2 who they assumed just wondered off but after contestant 1 went missing it became clear something wasn't right. Lucky and contestant number 4 continued to run side by side by each other but not to long ago in a section where they had to crawl through the vents did Lucky find themselves all alone. Just like the previous season they were now running along, by themselves with their only company being the occasional directions from Frankie over the intercom. Of course any questions asked to the rabbit would be simply dismiss so they didn't even bother. Instead they carried on, running just for the sake of the game.

"Long time no see"

Lucky stopped running, a voice oddly familiar interrupting their train of thought. They couldn't make out who was speaking but the voice came from all the way down the hall. With both the mask obstructing their vision, and the general darkness of the area they could barely make out a vague silhouette, no bigger than three foot.

"Who's there?" Lucky asked, their voice reverberating off the walls.

"Aww come on, don'tcha recognize lil ol' me?"

Lucky could finally see who was talking, their body coming partially into view. They could only see the red shoes and floppy ears that protruded from the shadows but it was more than enough to deduce who it was. It was Frankie—but not the one watching the cameras. The voice was all different and while the other Frankie was small in comparison to the monster this one was small. By what they could see, it was a version of the rabbit similar in appearance to the proper mascot of the place.

"uhh.." Lucky struggled for words "I mean... you're a Frankie? Not one I've met yet at least..."

"Oh you've met me alright, I think we're all too acquainted if you ask me!" The rabbit spat.

The words were spoken with such harshness that Lucky was taken aback. So far his tone seemed eerie but held a sort of warmness but it was clear whoever this Frankie was he was no friend. Lucky pondered who on earth this rabbit could be, was this the obstacle the other Frankie said? After Henry's head popped and the killer was incinerated they needed something to make the game interesting once again. Lucky thought nothing of it, after all what could be worse than being chased by a 10 feet tall killer rabbit? Whatever the new obstacle would be would be a major upgrade in safety and easier to manage.

At least that's what they thought.

The Frankie had stepped into the light showing himself proper and it suddenly made so much sense all of a sudden. With a crazed smile and coated in blood ear to shoe they stood, glaring at Lucky with nothing but contempt. Red shoes and gloves held a much darker hue than what they should have been, grey fur was frizzled and messed, even the black top-hat they wore looked like it was partially torn from a struggle that had happened. The most striking part of this Frankie was his eyes, they glowed a bright red and held the fury of somebody craving vengeance. The fury of somebody who had lost at their own game. The fury of somebody who was burnt to a crisp and came back with even more murderous intent than the first time.

"Those other three put up quite the fight" Frankie said with a chuckle and finger wag "This new body ain't as strong as my old one but it DEFINITELY does its job" Frankie stretched one of their robotic limbs back into the darkness. Like a snakes body it slithered into the black until he found what he was searching for "I understand the issue though, I understand it all! Hehehe"

SPLAT

A line of disembodied heads with their faces covered by rabbit masks were thrown at Lucky's feet. A chain had been plunged right through all three keeping them in a neat row, from the top of the firsts' skull down to the third's neck-hole the bloodied metal made a soft rattle next to the loud splat that the heads made when they were thrown. Even though they were masked Lucky could tell who the heads belonged to, the lifeless eyes that hung open barely visible through the black of the mask's pupils was a perfect match to the previous competitors who went missing suddenly.

"Ya see–they fought! They prolonged it, I didn't WANT to do that to them but they just wouldn't accept it and tried and tried and tried, and tried to fight back all because I'm SMALL!" Frankie grasped at his ears and tugged them down, his words frantic and rushed as he grit his teeth and glared down at the heads "they didn't play the game right! They tried to cheat! DIRTY FUCKING CHEATERS EACH AND EVERYONE OF THEM!" His eyes snapped up to Lucky, their trembling body making him smile "but you? Noooo, you play the game right! That's what I like about you!" Frankie walked forward as one of his arms searched for something else in the darkness "one of my favorite things about you is how you don't try to fight back! You know the rules and your role, I chase, you run, I try to catch, and if I do catch you tyen I get to rip out that heart that should have stopped beating LONG AGO!"

shing

Lucky stepped back, finally seeing what Frankie had grabbed a hold of.

"But it's fine! We can fix that heartbeat of yours" Frankie said as he brandished the bloody steel of an axe. With a smirk on his face he pressed the blade to his face, letting the sharp edge drag against his synthetic skin causing a mysterious black liquid to dribble out "now I think we've talked enough, what say we get started on that rematch that I'm just DYING to have!?"

Lucky took a step backwards, their heat racing in their chest. They couldn't believe it, they didn't want to believe it. After the first time they believed they would never see that Frankie again, well I mean they weren't seeing that Frankie exactly but whatever this was was way worse! Why the hell did he get a new body? Who the hell gave him a body? Lucky didn't know, all that they knew is that their legs were carrying them in the exact opposite direction the second they realized the space between them and Frankie was minimal. They prayed that this new body of his was as slow as the old one although by the murderous chuckle that the rabbit gave it was clear he was more than capable of covering distance. Still, Lucky ran as fast as their legs could take them while Frankie laughed and laughed.

[unspuncreature]

the rabbit and carpet sausage venn diagram is a circle