#that’s ruff bunny

[luna-loveboop]

“That’s rough bun- buddy.”

[caranuki]

HOSTED AN ART COLLAB ON DISCORD FOR THE TOWER HEROES CHARACTERS IN TEAM FORTRESS 2 I LOVE MY HYPERFIXATIONS WOOO YEA BABY!!!11

anyways here's the credits on who drew who (These are their discord aliases idk if they have tumblr) vvv

[miscellaneous--bones]

cecil doodles

[mindlessbird]

It itches it seethes / it festers and breathes / My heroes are dead / they died in my head / Thin out the herd / squeeze out the pain / something inside me has opened up again /

HAVE YOU SEEN HER? yoyoyo spent too much time in photoshop w/ this one, so I rlly hope you like her.

Haven't figured out a name yet, as per usual.

Also- I might try makin cc? If I do itll just be weird shit- like creepy weird- but I think I'd have fun w/ it. Like everything else I do, it would take forever n i might just give up :skull: Creds to cc creators. (I have so much cc n ion know who its from. if you want you can ask abt a specific piece bc then i could prob find it.. prob.)

MWA MWA MWA THREE FOLLOWERS YOU ALL ARE METAL ASF

[sarcoptid]

LOOK AT HIS NECK FAT IM CRYING

[ask-the-virtual-council]

COWARDICE OF THE HIGHEST DEGREE.

Even if he's not your type, he's definitely attractive! D:<

"i need him. he is soooo nasty and gross <3"

[charliemwrites]

Good morning! This is just a warm up, not canon to the series.

Anyway — bark, woof, awoo

It’s a cool fall day when you nearly die.

Johnny’s run off into the woods barking - not his scary bark but his excited bark. You’re worried that he’s gonna get his teeth in some poor local wildlife and go hurrying after him, boots unlaced.

Of course it’s hopeless to go chasing after a wolf-dog even running at half speed, but you can’t stand the thought of him coming home with a dead bunny or something. So off you go, clomping through the trees, calling for your big dumb fluffy butt to come home.

But it’s not your Johnny that comes trotting out of the trees. No, it’s an even bigger, wolfier looking dog. Creamy white fur, honey gold eyes, and odd black markings around the face like a skull. You instantly know he’s not like your goofball, a little less human-friendly, perhaps more feral. Looks at you like he’s trying to decide if you’d make a decent meal.

Is someone breeding them and just.., letting them out?? Some weird poorly thought out attempt to reintroduce wolves to the UK? The thought makes you frown, praying that you won’t come out here one day to find some poor pups struggling in the wilderness.

For now though, you’ve got yet another gorgeous animal in front of you.

“Well, hello,” you coo, softening and smoothing your voice. His ears tick forward. “Look at you, handsome thing. Have you seen my Johnny boy?”

The dog tilts his head - your first indication that he is familiar with humans, recognizes the tone of a question. You hum.

“Alright big guy, would you like to come with me to find him or are you doing your own thing?”

He doesn’t respond (of course) except to make a little “ruff” noise. You consider him for another moment, then decide he’s not being aggressive and it’s safe to continue your search.

You turn and continue on the path, calling for Johnny. Don’t get far before your new friend sweeps in front of you, blocking the way forward. You make a noise as you stop quick, nearly losing your balance to avoid stepping on his paws.

“Oh you big jerk,” you huff. He instantly starts pushing at you, big shoulders pressing against your stomach as he shoves a big, wet nose into your neck and face, focusing on your mouth. You roll your eyes and gently push his nose away.

“Knock it off,” you grumble, trying not to laugh. “You wolves are so rude. You don’t need to do that to smell me.”

He moves on to your clothes, all the way down to your crotch. You’re ready this time though, taking a big step back and guiding his face up by the chin.

“No.”

He snorts and shakes off, looking almost annoyed.

“Oh, yeah, how dare I not let you sniff my junk?” you scoff, rolling your eyes. “Grow up, you big baby.”

A deep, raspy grumble starts up in his chest. You ignore him, patting at the thick muscle of his shoulder.

“Yeah yeah, you’re a big scary boy,” you joke. “Ya gonna bite me? Show me your big pretty teeth?”

When you reach for his face he takes a step back, ears flicking. Looks almost shellshocked. You finally break, giggling as you croon baby noises at him.

“Oh, poor boy, did I spook you? I’m sorry, baby. No, no you’re very scary. Very intimidating.” You start scooting around him, amused how curves around you almost like he’s afraid you’re going to touch him. “It’s okay, buddy, I just need to find my boy. I’m not out to get you.”

As if on cue, Johnny comes bursting from the trees. He barks when he sees you, then almost comes up short when he realizes the other dog is there.

You become acutely aware that you’re not all too sure how Johnny will respond to another dog - especially one so close to you given his protectiveness. You instantly move between them, calling his attention.

“There you are, Bonnie Johnny! Where have you been?! Naughty boy, you better not have eaten anything fluffy.” His ears go back, a little whine starting up. He ducks his head to let you grab at his muzzle, inspecting him for anything gross. “I do not feel like wrangling you to brush your teeth.”

Luckily, he seems clean. Whatever had him so excited, he must not have caught.

Movement behind you catches your attention, the other dog loping closer. Your eyes bounce between them, watching body language for any aggression or hostility. To your relief, Johnny seems almost excited by this new friend - the other one… well, he seems a bit more subdued, but lets Johnny lick at his chin and bump into his side.

“Okay, ready to head home, baby boy?” you ask, giving Johnny’s collar a gentle tug. “I have to start making dinner.”

He whines, turning those big blue eyes on you and positioning himself behind the other dog. You groan.

“Johnny, really… I don’t know if I can handle two of you. I don’t even think he likes me very much.”

As if to spite you, the other dog sits and leans in, licking at your hand. And damn it, it’s cute.

“Alright, hold on, let’s just see if…”

This time, the other dog lets you touch, feels around his neck for a collar that unsurprisingly isn’t there. You feel around his shoulders too, hoping for that tiny bump that means he has a microchip, but nope.

“If I have a nickel for every time I found a wolf-dog in the woods…” you sigh, turning back for home. “It would be two nickels but it’s weird that it happened twice.”

When you notice both pups stalling, you whistle sharply.

“Come. It’s getting cold.”

Johnny instantly bounds ahead with excitement while your new companion is slightly slower, staying just a bit behind and to the side of you so that you can see him from the corner of your eye.

Back at home, Johnny leads the way inside. The strange dog looks around curiously, sniffs at a few spots. It’s then that you remember Johnny marking the house his first couple days and notice that Mystery Dog is also unaltered.

“Hey.” Both dogs turn to you. You point at the new one sternly. “If you pee on anything in here - anything - I’m dying you pink. By god I’ll do it, there are dog safe hair dyes.”

You get a sneeze for that and he walks away with disinterest, but at least he keeps his leg down. You’ll take it.

Dinner is interesting, no fussing or fighting over food from either of them. When they’re done, you retire to the couch, Johnny happy to follow up until he sees that his new friend isn’t coming as well.

He starts yipping, bouncing, bowing, trying to get the new one to follow. You’re amused up until Johnny nips and the bigger dog growls, showing teeth. You plant yourself instantly between them.

“Hey.” You look the new dog in the eye, get into his space and back him away from Johnny. “No the hell you’re not.”

The new dog stares, eyes locked on yours, ears swiveling. You don’t back down, watching and looking waiting, still bodily between him and Johnny. Until finally his ears go back and he sneezes, laying down.

“Good.” You soften your voice, sigh. “Good boy.”

You offer your hand. Get a sniff and a resigned lick, then scratch at your new boy’s ears.

“You be nice, big boy. Everyone in this house is mine. I take care of everyone.”

His eyes do a weird thing then. You’re not sure how to describe it, combined with the way his head tilts. But you just chalk it up to Weird Dog Things and finally return to the couch, an oddly subdued Johnny clambering up with you.

“You can join us, honey,” you call to the other dog. “You’re welcome up here if you behave.”

He doesn’t take you up on it for awhile. You and Johnny settle in for your usual nightly shows. And then, about an hour later, movement draws your eye. The Mystery Dog, standing at the edge of the couch with his tail down, ears neutral.

Earlier drama forgotten, you smile at him.

“Hi there,” you chirp, “you want up? C’mon, bud. Up.”

He hops up with surprisingly gentleness, picking his way around your limbs and Johnny’s. He ends up crawling over your dog and settling half on top of him, and half on top of you, his chin settled between Johnny’s stupid perky ears. Johnny seems thrilled so you laugh a bit.

“What good boys,” you coo, giving them each a scratch and receiving a kiss in return. “Alright, this isn’t so bad.”

You fall asleep there, already trying to come up with name for your new pup. Maybe Phantom.

Main Story | Konig pt. 1

Masterlist

[dogd0m-charlie]

rgegrhrh... no coherent thoughts rn just... bark bark bark woof panting slobbering running around brain fuzzy wanting to mount something..... puppy boys, kitty boys, bunny boys, idc any type of boys that i can grab and sink my cock into and breed full of my cum until i can see their tummy bulge a little from how stuffed they are... grrrrararsrsggsg rrruff woof ruff bark bark woof growl bark ruff ruff ruff grrrrr ruff

[nefarrilou]

Prompt: Bunny 🐇 Follow the White Rabbit ⏱️❤️

Genetics Hair | Hairline | Eyes | Eye Dye |Sclera | Tail Makeup Lightning Overlay | Eyeliner | Lipstick | Nails Clothes Hat | Blouse & Skirt | Stockings | Ruff Collar | Shoes | Gloves Accessories Key

✦ Simblreen 2023 [ x ]

[enderfenderdragon]

can you do tamaki amajiki with a breeding kink? Would also prefer some scenes of him being a switch.

yeah sure, i did make the reader female. is that okay? this is the first request i ever have had, so thank you. hope you like it! :D

also i realised i didn't really do the breeding kink, i just found it hard to write for. i'm so sorry, i know it was what you requested. but i tried to make up for it. i really am sorry. :(

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warnings!: dom!tamaki amajiki, sub!tamaki amajiki, dom!reader, sub-ish!reader, p in v, smutty (kind of), reader is a female. (sorry if you don't like that.) use of y/n. use of bunny (tamaki calls reader 'bunny') not proof read!.

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if you don't like the sound of the warnings please do not put in your opinion, please leave the comments, likes and reblogs for the people who like my posts and work.

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you moan his name and his thrusts speed up.

"am i doing good?" he asked looking into your eyes with affection and lust.

"y-yes, s-so good" you reply moaning his name once more.

you and tamaki have been at it for about an hour. him switching from being a sub to a dom then a sub again, it seems he likes to be submissive at the hands of y/n. who would of known? one of UA's big three was submissive with his partner.

you hear tamaki growl like a wolf and flips you over to your under side (belly). he starts beating his cock deep inside of your tight walls.

"a-ah!" you moan from surprise.

your moans and cries only make tamaki become even more dominate. but once he starts to get a little too ruff you tell him (more like beg him) to slow down.

"t-tamaki! t-too r-ruff!" you cry. back arching as

his eyes widen and his thrusts stop at once when he heard you cry. apologises and asking if your okay spill from his mouth.

"oh my god, y/n are you okay? i-im s-so sorry, b-baby im sorry" he quickly whispers.

he quickly and gently flips you over and cups your cheek.

"a-are you o-okay? i-im so so s-sorry. p-please f-forgive m-me." he whispers to you. resting his knees on the bed near your feet. his body stiff with anxiety.

you cup his hands on your cheeks.

"y-yes, you were g-great." you whisper back.

his whole body relaxes when you whisper this. you move one of your hands from his hand on your cheek to his cheek.

"b-but you did become a little too ruff. you have to remember, im not as strong as you tamaki" you say to him, voice stern. trying to make him realise or remember that you are indeed, smaller then him.

"i-im sorry b-bunny" he pulls you into a hug. you quickly hug him back and sigh.

"how about we just watch a movie hmm?" you say into his ear making him shiver, also making you laugh.

"d-dont laugh a-at m-me. i-it's n-not funny." he pouts.

"y-yes it is, it so is." you say back to him ruffling his hair.

you stand up and walk to your shared bathroom. you have a shower, and then tamki has a shower. while he is having his shower you get the snacks, the movie, the blankets and all the extra things you need when having a movie night with tamaki.

your sitting down thinking: 'why did tamaki growl, then flip me over. then start beating my pussy? is he okay? is he annoyed at me?'

your thoughts get interrupted when tamaki steps out of the shower, playing with his hair as a way of 'drying it' he calls it.

"hey" you hear him say.

tamaki crawls towards you on the bed, cupping you cheeks.

"w-whats on y-your mind b-bunny?" he asks tilting his head the way you always found adorable.

you sigh, looks at him through your eye lashes and takes a deep breath.

"why did you suddenly become very dominate and very ruff with me?" you ask, your voice small just above a whisper. afraid anyone would hear what you asked.

tamaki's face becomes a firing mess and he quickly covers his face with his hands.

you laugh and cup his hands, gently making him let you see his very red face you ask again. but instead of hiding his face tamaki mumbles so quiet you don't hear him.

"tamaki, hunny i didn't hear you." you say quietly back.

the next few words that escapes tamaki amajiki's mouth make your whole body stiffen and your face becomes hotter then a volcano.

"i-i was t-trying to b-breed y-you" he mumbles.

@the-little-devils-chaos

[minleeeknow]

‘stray cat’

‘pairing’ -이민호 (lee minho/lee know) x fem!reader

‘genre’ - fluff, college au

‘tw’ - kissing, flirting, teasing, lost cat, angst if you look closely

‘word count’ - 1.4 k

‘to get tagged’ - pls reply to the taglist post, this post, or just ask me

‘lee’s notes’ - lowercase intended, not proofread

pls note, reblog, anything

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minho hears a scratching sound come from his window. he looks up to see the shadow of a cat perched on his windowsill. 

a faint meow comes from the cat and it scratches its claws against the glass again. minho opens his window and a slender siamese leaps into his bedroom. the feline weaves itself between his legs, purring softly.

“hi, kitty,” minho coos. he has a soft spot for cats and he reaches down to stroke the cat’s soft fur. the cat stretches across his legs, its purrs getting louder.

minho notices the mark of a collar among the fluffy ruff of fur. “did you run away, kitty?” minho asks, crouching down. his long fingers scratch the feline’s dark brown ears.

another familiar mew announces the presence of one of minho’s cats, soonie. soonie and the new cat sniff each other before leaping into minho’s lap. he laughs as he runs his hands through their soft fur.

the next morning, minho wakes up with a light weight on his chest and sees a curious face of a siamese cat staring at him.

“hi kitty,” minho says, booping the cat’s nose with his index. eager for the same attention, soonie, doongie, and dori leap onto minho’s body and shove their faces into his.

on the other side of his bedroom wall, you curl up on your bed, lonely as hell. your cat had disappeared yesterday, leaving only her collar. the thought of your trigonometry test and dance assessment forces you to get out of bed.

dark rainclouds gather in the sky, signaling the arrival of rain soon.

as you lock your apartment door, you see your neighbor say goodbye to his cats. a deep longing wrenches through your heart as you listen to him.

“bye soonie! bye doongie! bye dori! bye kitty!” he says with his beautiful, smooth, melodious voice. 

four cats? you think, confused. i thought he only had three, since like, yesterday. i think i’m losing it.

you don’t realize you’re staring until he says, “hi.”

“hi,” you squeak shyly, self-consciously fixing your hair. as he looks at you, you realize how pretty he is. he looks at you with gorgeous big boba-colored eyes thoughtfully.

“do i know you?” he asks. then he snaps his fingers before you can process. “you’re yn, right? from my dance class, trig, chem… and linguistics?”

“yeah,” you utter, staring at him hypnotically.

“i’m minho,” he introduces himself, smiling. you almost faint at his cute little bunny smile.

“yn,” you reply, finally mustering enough energy to make your brain cells function half of what they’re capable of.

“well, i’ll see you around?” minho asks. “maybe let’s exchange numbers later, huh?” before you can reply, he leaves with your heart, his bag slung across one shoulder, throwing a finger heart back at you and a small, shy smile.

you smile back, half in shock, half in ecstasy, your loneliness forgotten.

the solemn day drags on until lunch break, when you decide to escape to your favorite cafe. you haul your bag onto your table and take out your folder, a handful of sharpies, and your phone.

“alright, chai, i’m getting you home,” you breathe out as you open your folder. taking out your first missing cat poster, you take a black sharpie and uncap it.

your hand flies across the paper as you write in neat script “missing cat. female brown siamese with blue eyes. comes to the name chai. please call xxx yyy once seen.”

“hey, mind if i sit?”

you look up from your work. “oh. yeah, sure, sorry about my mess,” you murmur apologetically. minho shrugs, flashing another cute smile. he toys with a black bracelet, matching the white one on his wrist.

“why aren’t you with your friends?” he asks hesitantly. you stiffen immediately, your grip on your pen tightening. minho notices, of course he notices, he can notice anything.

“oh. i’m sorry–” he stammers, his cheeks reddening. you don’t say anything, you’re too focused on trying not to break down and on your handwriting. his pretty eyes land on your cat’s picture and he freezes.

minho stares at the image of your cat, his heart racing. his hands shake as he thinks back about the stray cat he cared for yesterday. the kitty he found looked exactly like your chai.

“um, i–i have to go,” minho stammers, standing up. his bunny smile is gone, instead he’s biting his lip. you stand up as well, trying to grab his hand before he leaves.

“min–” minho slips out of your grasp and disappears, his eyes covered by his bangs.

minho avoids you the rest of the day. dance practice was especially hard not to interact with him. you were paired up with him, like fate.

you can still remember the way his hands held you up when he accidentally crashed into you, the way he licked his lips nervously as he stared into your eyes.

“sorry,” you mumble under your breath to him as you accidentally elbowed him. minho tries not to smile at your obvious flusteredness as he breathes down your neck. you shiver involuntarily and he smirks, suddenly summoning some energy and forgetting the game of avoidance.

“you’re a good dancer,” he murmurs in your ear at the end of practice as he flies past you and disappears through the door. once minho leaves, the guilt of taking your cat gnaws at his heart again.

as soon as he steps outside, the drizzling of rain starts. minho stares up at the flecks of water painting across the sky and smiles slightly.

he twists the key to his door quickly and opens it. his three cats attack him and minho leans down to scratch each of their ears. he realizes his kitty, your chai, isn’t there. instead he sees chai’s silhouette on the window. chai taps the glass and minho opens it, confused. 

the rain patters loudly against the rooftops of the ground floor and before minho can blink, chai is gone.

“no!”

as you walk back to your apartment, the rain attacks you viciously. you have your hood on but you can feel the wetness seap into the fabric. realizing the hood is useless, you take it off, letting the raindrops fall on your head.

suddenly you see a siamese cat a few meters in front of you on the sidewalk, looking straight at you. you blink a few times, thinking it’s an illusion of the rain and your mind.

“chai?” the cat meows and turns around and runs away from you. you take a fraction of a second to react and you’re running after her.

“you freaking cat–” you mutter as you run along the side of the buildings to avoid the random people walking.

chai leads you to what used to be your favorite park until–until you discovered your ex was cheating on you here.

you see chai walk up to a shape that looks vaguely familiar holding an umbrella. you get closer when you recognize them.

“minho?”

“yn?”

minho looks up at you, memorizing your body. your cheeks are flushed from running and your hair is damp from the rain.

you open your mouth but no sound comes out. minho laughs and takes your hand, pulling you under the umbrella and closer. your back is against his chest and he rests his chin on the top of your head.

“so, here’s the short version,” minho begins quietly, suddenly shy. “i may have accidentally taken in your cat not knowing she was yours and here we go, i was scared you’d think i had stolen her but then she escaped and–”

you unravel his arms from your waist and press your index to his lips, stopping his frantic flow of words.

“hey. it’s fine,” you say, smiling. “i guess she wanted us to–” your voice becomes a squeak. “be together?” you feel your cheeks turn red and you bring a hand up to cover your embarrassed face.

instead, minho catches it and pulls you swiftly into a kiss. the feeling of his soft lips against yours makes your heart race in your chest, threatening to burst out. minho cups your chin and the kiss becomes harder.

your mingled breaths warm the atmosphere around you until you both break the kiss. minho looks down shyly, a small smile on his lips.

“and all this time, i thought she was just a stray cat.”

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‘taglist’

@goldenjupiterz networks ! @k-labels

[harunayuuka2060]

Floyd: Goldfishie~ Let's go to the cuddle room together~.

Riddle: I'm not sharing a cuddle session with you, Floyd!

Azul: Unfortunately, there will be no cuddle sessions today and we are asked to go by groups to save time.

Azul: Oh. And I almost forgot.

Azul: How come you're outside today, Idia?

Idia: W-Well... Ortho insisted that I go.

Azul: Oh really?

Floyd: Come on now, Goldfishie~.

Riddle: I said, I'm not going with you!

Professor Crewel: *walking towards them, holding a puppy* You puppies, behave.

Azul: Hm? Have you adopted a new dog, Professor Crewel?

Professor Crewel: Yes. But he has been given to me by our professional cuddler.

Professor Crewel: And you'll be receiving one as well.

Azul, Idia, Riddle, and Floyd: Huh?

Professor Crewel: Oh. My bad. You're not be receiving puppies, but an animal of your choice.

Professor Crewel: Isn't that right, Mr. Sprinkles?

Mr. Sprinkles: Ruff! *wagging his tail*

Professor Crewel: I'll see you later in class, boys. *then walks away*

Riddle, Idia, Azul, and Floyd: ...

Floyd: Who wants to race to the cuddle room?

Idia: Sorry to say this, but I'll be the first one to get there. Mweehee~.

Floyd and Idia: *got first to the cuddle room*

Floyd: I'm here for my cuddle animal~!

Idia: Please! I want to have a cat!

MC: *chuckles* Calm down. Let's wait for Riddle and Azul to come here first.

Riddle and Azul: We're here!

Idia: You two are so slow.

Azul: Excuse me?! You started a race!

Riddle: And it didn't help us that other students were blocking our path.

Idia: Excuses.

Riddle and Azul: *getting mad at him*

MC: No fighting.

Riddle and Azul: *immediately calms down*

MC: Let's all get settled first while I prepare for your cuddle animals.

Floyd: Yay~! What's mine? Is it huge? Is it cute?

Idia: Is it fluffy?

MC: *chuckles* Please wait here while I get them.

MC: Here they are. *carrying four fluffy creatures all in round shape*

Riddle, Floyd, Azul, and Idia: ...

Floyd: *frowning a little* What is that?

MC: These are your cuddle animals.

Azul: I don't want to sound rude, but... All we could see are four, large cottonballs.

Idia: What a downer...

MC: *chuckles* Is it? Well, these cuddle animals will take form once touched by their owners. And once they have their own form, that will be their permanent appearance.

MC: Riddle? Would you mind trying it for yourself first?

Riddle: Me? Oh. Of course. *walks up to them*

MC: *hands Riddle one of the fluff balls*

Riddle: And what will I do here?

MC: A few seconds now.

Riddle: Huh?

Poof!

Riddle: *is now holding a bunny*

Riddle: ...

Riddle: It's so cute...

MC: Right? And since they're cuddle animals. Their main food is your aura. And if you're in a bad mood, they'll have your angry aura as their dessert.

Riddle: Oh... That's amazing.

Azul: Indeed. Though, are they all land animals?

MC: These cuddle animals will take form in every types of animals in the world. Even the mystical ones.

Idia: Speaking of mystical ones, didn't we just see Malleus hugging a small dragon?

Floyd: Yeah. So... If I want mine to be a sea serpent, that's also possible?

MC: Yes. If and only if, that's what your subconsciousness desire.

Idia: My subconsciousness wants a cat. I'm sure of that.

Azul: I'm excited to know mine.

The students: *all being happy with their cuddle animals*

Professor Trein: Look at them acting like little children.

Professor Trein: I wish I could have myself a cuddle animal, however, Lucius will sure be jealous.

MC: Lucius is already perfect for you, Professor Trein.

Professor Trein: Indeed he is.

Professor Trein: Though I've been meaning to ask. What made you to decide to give students such adorable companions?

MC: Well, I've noticed that not all students could go to the cuddle room. That's why I've decided to extend the service that I offer.

Professor Trein: You're so kind.

MC: *chuckles, then looking at the students* *smiles* Not at all, sir. I'm only just doing my job.

Professor Trein: *smiles* Of course.

[ptiza-sinitza]

'THE NUTCRACKER' LOOKBOOK

The Nutcracker - a perfect story for winter and give magical wibes every time i watch ballet or re-read Hoffmann's tale. It's my last 2023 post - so i tried to bring so me magic and ballet aesthetic

MOUSE KING LOOK

hair by @javitrulovesims, ruff collar by @strangestorytellersims, rat on head and hand by @kismet-sims, cape by @vintagesimstress, costume by @satterlly, ballet flats by @astya96cc, tail acc by @notegain, whiskers by @s-club-tbr, talons by @sewersims

MARIE LOOK

hair by @thekunstwollen hair ribbon by @zouyousims, dress by @joancampbell-jcb, plush bunny toy by moo2shelly, ballet flats by @astya96cc, frill top as acc by @charonlee, tights by @magic-bot, earrings by @rimings

NUTCRACKER LOOK

hair by @javitrulovesims, strand acc. by @enriques4, rose hair acc by @the-melancholy-maiden, guard military uniform & sword by @simnasimsworld, half mask, by @becky-sims, ballet flats by @astya96cc

SUGAR PLUM FAIRY LOOK

hair by @joliebean, strand acc. by @enriques4, 'kokoshnik' tiara by @simsonico, flower pins by @kikiw-sims, top by @bluerose-sims puff sleeves by @dream-girl, ballerina skirt by marigold satin shoes by @joliebean, face pearls by @christopher067, tights by @cool-content-star, wings* by sadlydulcet

XMAS GLAM CAS BAKCGROUND - @pilarleon

Big thanks and love to all CC creators!

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all. My best wishes

*(sadlydulcet) set #26 wings [necklace] - file name

[simplysedusa]

Do you have any silly head-canons for the rrb. And I mean downright ridiculous.

I'm so sorry this took a while to answer. The original one that I was gonna talk about turned out to be a bit..angstier than I realized and I figured it'd be best to save it for a ficlet idea I came up with. 😉😈

So, here's some other silly headcanons:

I stated in another post talking about the Rowdyruffs that Brick's guilty pleasures are boy groups. This also applies to K-Pop groups. He's into K-Pop (but he listens to other genres of music as well) and only Boomer and Butch know because they hear his tone-deaf ass mispronouncing every other Korean word in the shower. Both Boomer and Butch decide to keep this info to themselves because 1.) they want to live and 2.) who'd believe them? Brick's got private, secondary stan accounts with VPNs locating him in the Bermuda Triangle, pretending to be some 15 year old girl named "Becca". He's mostly a boy group stan (NCT, Ateez, Stray Kids) but a few girl groups managed to catch his interest (Dreamcatcher, G-Idle, Twice). And no, he's not above arguing with twelve year olds about record sales or popularity.

I'd imagine Bubbles stops by the Ruff household and catches Brick humming a very familiar tune to himself, and she's the one who casually tells others whenever the situation calls for it. Much to Boomer and Butch's chagrin, no one bats an eye.

After the events of "Bubble Boy", Boomer suggested getting revenge by having them dress up as the Powerpuffs and causing chaos across town. Originally, Brick and Butch were against it, but then considered the "evil acts" they could get away with and were suddenly on board. Unfortunately, they couldn't find the right dresses (plus Boomer and Butch's hair would NOT cooperate) and they gave up.

Halloween is their favorite holiday. Scaring people and free candy were great, but the boys really loved wearing costumes that they stole from the Halloween Party stores downtown. Their favorite group costume was of the Ministry of Pain (and the looks of Townsville citizens' faces as they arrived at their doors made it all the better for them).

Boomer's a dog person, Butch is a cat person, and Brick's neutral. The three had discussed wanting a pet to play with while under Mojo and HIM's care. They both reluctantly agreed so long as the vote was unanimous. Boomer and Butch damn near fought to the death to try to convince the other or Brick to change their minds. Boomer decides to let the matter slide. He finds a Beebo and keeps it a secret until after they move in with Ms. Keane.

Since receiving their new hairstyles in "The Boys Are Back In Town", the boys are very particular about their hair. They started to wear color-coded silk bonnets to bed after getting the idea from Sedusa when they broke into her place by sheer coincidence one night and spotted her wearing one.

RANDOM BITS OF KNOWLEDGE IN REGARDS TO SCIENCE AND ROBOTICS. The boys may struggle with finding the atomic weight of a certain element, but they know chemical reactivity (what elements will react to one another without exploding) like the back of their hands. Blueprints for death rays are like memorizing phone numbers for them. They were kicked out of the robotics club on their first day (and almost expelled entirely) after demonstrating how to build an actual laser and for rebuilding functioning, miniature Mojo robots from scratch. Blossom nearly considers going back to homeschool when she learns that she shares all of her A.P science classes with all three of the Ruffs.

It takes everything in Butch to not make another Rowdyruff once he learns of Bunny and Bullet. Brick likes the idea but thinks it's too much work, while Boomer is completely repulsed at the idea of having another brother. (He might just help make a Rowdyruff pet however, but his Beebo and Valentino are enough of a handful. 😉)

That's all I got at the moment, but if I have more, I'll be sure to share lmao.

[the-evil-lovable-simp]

Caine x sand bag clown doll reader

Part 1

Tw: no mouth

Pop! And there you were, you landed flat on the ground after appearing in mid-air, you opened your eyes, lifting your upper half, seeing your hands were now bean-like shape, you were about to open your mouth to gasp until nothing happened and that's when you noticed you didn't have a mouth or a nose, well you could still breath, somehow. Plus you never really used your mouth.....you think? Oh wait eating how could you do that? You had got up and dusted yourself off, just noticing your outfit, a black and white clown outfit with a pointy hat and a ruff, mmmm maybe you were a mime? You started to pull at the part of your face that didn't have a mouth anymore seeing if that would change anything...nothing, oh well. You started walking around all bouncy, being able to hear your bean-shaped feat patting on the hard-tiled floor. You stop as you hear voices, you head in that direction. The voices got louder so you hid behind a colourful box to see. You saw someone throw up and then saw some guy with teeth for a head watch in shock, he put his hands on his hip.

"Woah! Clean up on aisle U!" he exclaimed and if you had a mouth you would've laughed. Then a floating bubble came out of his hat and said,

"I'm on it boss!" and then proceeded to lick the puke up.

Teeth guy watched in disgust.

"Why are you like this?" he asked looking down at the bubble. The little person who looked to be about a few inches shorter than you and also looked like a jester, also the one who threw up, finally regained themself.

"Wait wait," they reached out clutching their head, "Was that an exit door I saw out there?" they asked looking behind their shoulder, then looking back.

"Is that a way to leave?" she asked desperately.

"What exit?" a purple bunny said as he pulled another person's arm off, and used it as a back scratcher.

"If there was a way to leave, I'm pretty sure we'd have all left by now," He then got strangled by the arm, and the person he stole it from, who had a triangle for a head, started speaking.

"Yeah, what are you talking about?" This caught the teeth guy's attention.

"U-uh I" he clears his nonexistent throat and you bob your head up and down to show as laughing.

"I assure you, there is no 'magical exit door'" he does air quotation marks with his fingers. "You're probably experiencing..." he flew up into the air.

"Digital hallucinations!" he announced as the words floated above his head all weird and wiggily. He then floated down.

"From your mind's transition to the digital plane," he said. You then started to get bored and came from behind the block, making more tapping sounds with your feet, with your arms flailing behind you, catching everyone's attention. You then stopped when you heard a certain someone say something rude, turned and looked at the purple rabbit, You stared at him, without blinking and not breaking eye contact, his smile suddenly disappeared and he looked a bit uncomfortable.

"What is that thing?" you heard the triangle person say, how ironic, you rolled your eyes.

"Aww, they're so cute!" You saw a ragdoll say, you acted more kindly towards that and closed your eyes to show a smile and waved. You looked back at teeth guy and saw him with a giant machine with the word, Pomni on it.

"Huh? Uh, s-sure. I think I just-" the jester said being cut off.

"Gadzooks, you're right Ja-" Teeth guy said but then saw you.

"This one's gotta be an npc-" The purple rabbit started to whisper to the doll.

"Oh my! Another human, and so shortly after Pomni!" He floated over to you, looking down at you, at first it made you a bit uncomfortable but you got over it.

"And what is your name?!" he asked waiting for an answer. You stared up at him blankly with wide eyes and unintentionally threatening pupils. He got a bit anxious, looking around awkwardly. Then you suddenly dashed in the opposite direction, tapping your feet along the way.

"Ah-".Teeth man made a noise of surprise as you heard the bunny laughing in the background.

Soon after the rabbit ran after you,

"I wanna see where this is going!" he said. Not long after the rest of them followed behind. Pomni had run somewhere else and Caine was left there, he was miffed, he had a whole adventure planned and everything. He then flew in the direction everyone went.

[awheckery]

Nola Rose's Big Birthday Poll

This is Nola Rose:

She is my best girl, my babylove, my beloved little butt and my most precious evil eel, and in one week, she will be one year old!

Recently, I ordered her an Embark test, in the hopes of one day reuniting her with one of her siblings or other family members, and to maybe get an idea of what other health problems I could expect in the future.

I was not expecting any surprises on the breed front, because the rescue had Nola's original paperwork from her "breeders," indicating her mama was a brown Cocker Spaniel named Spruce, and her daddy was a registered blenheim Cavalier King Charles named Fellow. AND YET.

...and 7.2% something I did not expect at all. Full honesty, I don't see it, but maybe it explains a few things about her?

ANYWAY. For Nola's impending birthday, I thought it might be fun to survey other people, to see their best guesses at the third breed in Nola's genetic cocktail. I've pulled all poll options from an article on the most common breeds for Cavalier crosses, and additional photos and possible clues to her ancestry below the read more.

Psst, for folks coming back for the answer, check the pinned reblog!

Starting from the top, BABY PHOTOS, of Nola Rose and the two sisters the rescue picked up from the puppy mill auction.

That photo of Nola on the left was the photo in her Petfinder listing, the one I saw by accident in the middle of the night that made me fall in love with her immediately. I honestly have no idea how she was the last of her siblings left to be adopted, but I will never not be desperately grateful.

Maybe it was because she had the dramatic eyebrows and mutton chops of a civil war general, I can't say. In more recent photos, you can see that the eyebrows and bushy cheeks have subsided, but the insanely luxurious eyelashes remain.

Her color has darkened immensely since I brought her home in August. She used to be a much lighter sable, and fully blonde on the top of her head.

Speaking of which, sable isn't a breed standard color in either Cavaliers or Cockers, and her ridiculously long chin beard (which you won't see in any of her photos because I have her groomer trim it off) doesn't appear in those breeds either. Coincidence?

At just shy of a year, she's hopefully maxed out at 18 pounds, and she's unbelievably leggy, with an outrageously long body and the deep chest of a racing dog. (She's also fast as hell, good god.)

Her fur is unbelievably silky, save for a coarser ruff over her shoulders and trailing down her spine, and her cocker-fluff booty feathers. Her back end was trimmed down substantially before the above photo. Her tail might be the softest part of her, and I love how it's both silky and curly.

Behaviorally... she's. Something.

Nola has the strongest prey drive of any dog I've ever met, including that time we babysat a rat terrier mix named Ella The Killer. Nola's little heart is so full of murder that I have to close curtains so she won't hurt herself trying to break through the windows to get at bunnies. She is a grand champion at "breaking the necks" of her toys by way of viciously shaking them.

Nola likes to burrow! She tunnels under blankets, rugs and throw pillows, and her favorite way to sit On A People is between our legs when we're in recliners. She likes to feel confined. She also deeply enjoys being held, and she asks to be picked up by my father at least once a day, even tho she's perfectly capable of jumping into his lap by herself now.

She LOVES to lie in the sun until her little body is radioactively hot and her mouth smells like hot rotting garbage, which is actually extremely weird, because she's our second sable dog in a row to have solar-powered halitosis and I'm not above begging people for answers. If you have a dog that has especially stinky breath after they've been in the sun, indoors or out, please talk to me because I'm dying for answers.

Ahem. What else.

Nola is disturbingly smart, and has no concept of obedience, but an excellent grasp of the concept of naughtiness. She knows exactly which items in the house are Forbidden, and which ones will get our attention the quickest if she takes or otherwise threatens them. She also knows the names of most of her toys and can distinguish between them when she's feeling cooperative.

Her favorite way to wake me up when it's time for work is to jump up on my bed, pounce on me, and oh-so-gently bite the tip of my nose. (I know I shouldn't encourage it but it's so sweet I may die.)

She investigates new people by aggressively sniffing their eyes.

She is my tiny daughter with every disease, but despite her allergies, and her asthma, and her megaesophagus, and her subluxated hip, she is the happiest, most delightful little being in all the world.

I lov her.