#Rabbit's Library

[endless-shipper-shipping-things]

Officially on a book ban however that excludes my preorder of the paperback of Iron Flame and the Hemingway Book’s edition of Onyx Storm.

[ditzybat]

jason: you don’t even know what my favorite book is, how could you even stand to call yourself my father if you don’t know me anymore!?

bruce: jay, your favorite is pride and —

tim: the velveteen rabbit.

jason: … i’ve had like two conversations with you outside of murder attempts, how do you know that?

tim: im not an amateur, i took my baby stalker duties very seriously!

[bloodfiendarling]

𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓵𝓮𝓭

【 𝐈 】 , 【 𝐈𝐈 】

pair — octopus siren!reader x pirate!aventurine

wc — ~600

contains — dom top reader, sub bottom char, written with fem reader in mind but it can be seen as gn, porn with plot i guess?, dubcon bordering on noncon, tentacle fucking (duh), choking (only in the start tho), mindbreak, belly bulge, pregnancy mention, violence mention (at the end only)

ah .. i cant believe my first posted fic is avenchan .. x_x even tho my entire theme is argenti .. a little scared of posting my work www ;; either way , i think i busted when i saw this art sob sob . cogs in my brain making out a whole hentai plot .. i wrote this with my dick and not my brain . gomenne avenchan ! youre in the hands of a degenerate ! >_<

he really was the greedy type — despite being covered head to toe in stolen goods, aventurine really just can’t help but steal more, more, and more. those riches were the source of his infamy—and of course, his ego. he was a respected captain, feared, even.

of course, it didn't stop at stealing. the man gambled — be it his life or wealth. and he never lost, not once. lady luck really was always on the captain’s side, huh?

not today.

not when he decided to steal from a siren of all things.

“mnngh—!!” aventurine let out a muffled moan, eyes rolling back. his mouth was restricted with a tentacle — another was snaking around his neck, occasionally squeezing on it. the captain’s legs were pressed up against his chest, of course, restrained. he can’t even remember how many times he’s came.

aventurine, one of the most respected pirates out there, folded like a lawnchair and being fucked like a common whore by a siren.

what a sight.

“ah, are you gonna pass out, captain?” you ask, tone laced with fake pity, tapping on the side of his head a few times, “don’t tap out on me, captain. you said you wanted it, no?”

she wasn’t wrong, either. aventurine was the one who offered himself when he was caught. maybe even steal something once it was over — he wasn’t expecting to be the one on the receiving end, though..

as the tentacle on his mouth and neck finally loosened, the blonde let out a sharp gasp of air afterward — finally. though he went back to those pretty moans as soon as she continued to thrust the one in his hole deeper — loud, lewd squelching noises filling the siren’s cavern.

“you’re so tight. i can feel you squeezing me…” she rubbed on his stomach, a visible bulge on it. the second aventurine’s head drops down to see it, his eyes go wide — very obviously horrified. he didn’t even know he could take that much!

“mnn… look at that, captain,” she started, very much referring to the bump on his abdomen. “it’s so deep in you, huh? ah, i wish i could get you pregnant.”

the captain shook his head rapidly — “ah–! nnh.. no– nonono…” he sobbed.

“don’t worry, captain. not like i can anyway.” you teased, still relentlessly thrusting into him. you pressed a kiss on his cheek, wiping his tears away. he would be kicking you off, trying to get you the fuck off if him if it weren’t for your tentacles restraining all of his limbs. poor thing, how helpless he looked.

he let out a strangled moan, feeling her somehow thrust even deeper. his back arching into such a pretty crescent, tongue starting to loll out with how hard you were going.

dear god, he really did feel like he was going to get pregnant.

his moans were getting louder and louder. not to mention more erotic. you were sure a passerby fisherman would hear him.

“ah, ah, ah, more ♡”

“you want more, captain?” you asked. it was a genuine question, though. the aventurine, completely submitting with a few hard thrusts? the one oh so feared and infamous — you’ve even heard some other sirens talk about him.. and this is how he’s really like? a common slut?

“nngh– yes ♡” he nods, you swore you saw hearts in those gorgeous eyes looking back at you. the ones that looked in disgust and anger at first. “ahn, ah–♡ i wan’ you ♡”

you really did fuck him till he was braindead, huh.

maybe you were glad he didn’t come with a crewmate. you would’ve missed an opportunity and killed this pretty little gem.

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[haileyyscomet]

how I view you based on your favourite Disney princess ‧ ֶָ֢˚˖𐦍

alice - tea parties, dainty cutlery, checkered floorboards, lacy skirts

(I know she's not actually a princess but I had to include her)

[alextwt-art]

a scholar in his natural habitat

[binabadaboom]

"You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand." - Margery Williams, The Velveteen Rabbit, 1922

Katja Kemnitz, Too much love, 2024(?)

[roselinbooks]

Is Hell a place, or a state of mind?

This companion novella to ALiCE further explores Mickey's history with both Woodrow Children's Asylum and Wonderland, and the role Christopher played in making these places equally bearable and torturous.

WHiTE RABBiT is now available for preorder! (I'm using the Amazon link for ease of access, but if you understandably do not want to purchase through Amazon, WHiTE RABBiT is available anywhere you can buy ebooks.)

[dionysiaproductions]

It's a beautiful day in Ancient Rome and... you want to kill Julius Caesar.

[salamispots]

hi! I don't really know if you can awnser this, but I really like fish.... but I don't know anything about them. I want to learn about them and stuff, but it seems so overwhelming!! do you have a starting point or any tips? tysm!!!!

hello fellow fish enjoyer :0 and honestly seeing a fish you like/ are curious about and researching about it (videos, articles, wiki, etc) is a good way to start!

this wiki article is another possible route/starting point I guess if you want more background; there's a few sections that talk about the different groups of fish/sea creatures (like are you interested in invertebrates or fish only, saltwater or freshwater, deep sea or coral reef fish, etc haha)

there's also museums and aquariums if you have access to them! aquarium websites will also usually have a section with what animals they have and little info blurbs about them.

blue planet 1 + 2 documentary series is also a neat watch/start as well if you don't feel like reading a lot at first!

(..actually thinking about it blue planet might've reinforced or started my deep sea fish obsession haha when I first saw it as a kid)

[arthistoryanimalia]

#FindsFriday:

Illustrations from _Our four-footed friends & favourites_ (London : T. Nelson & Sons, 1890s): Dog - Cats - Rabbits - Squirrel

another fun find from Winterthur Library’s special collections :)

[remnantglow]

oh octavia butler's notes on writing we're really in it now

[bloodfiendarling]

sunday corruption ... omg .. and yes u may be ⚓️ anon !!! ( for some reason , it reminds me of mael limbusco ... )

𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫���

dead dove : do not eat

wc — ~600 ( mix of rambling , though .. )

pairing — reader x sunday

contains — sub bottom sunday , dom top reader , written with mtf reader in mind , smut , established relationship , virginity loss ( char ) , corruption kink , ( implied ? ) manipulation , marking

you can’t admit it yourself — but oh, how you loved how stupidly pathetic and needy he gets whenever you divert your attention away from him just a little bit. how he’d be willing to do absolutely anything if it means getting even just a little of your affection back. how easy he was.

the fact he was a virgin made it better — as horrible as that sounds. you two have made out before, maybe gotten a little handsy here and there, but it never got to escalate to sex, somehow. he’d either decline or say he isn’t ‘ready yet’.

for someone so pure he definitely is tempting. sometimes — you’d simply look at him, see him do something mundane. yet in your head, you couldn’t help but think of the most sinful things.. was it gross of you? of course it was. did you care much? no, not really.

you’d neglect the poor halovian till he’s practically begging for you — acting as if he was just another person. he didn’t get it at all. did he do something wrong? were you just too busy for him? it scared him.

and he’d do anything to have that love back. anything. even if it meant having those pretty feathers plucked — even if it turned him into nothing but a filthy sinner. he’d he willing if it were you. he’d let you push his head down onto the pillow, take your cock deep into his tight hole — muffling moans bordering screams.

the pretty glow of his halo flickering whenever you’d thrust a little too deep. even if you were rather gentle with him — but he couldn’t help but be so, so loud. sunday’s legs starting to tremble with his head down ass up. he couldn’t help but clench at the intrusion. the poor halovian couldn’t even count how many times he’s came by now.. the once clean sheets underneath how dampened.

how did he even get in this position in the first place? he didn’t even remember.

and you’d do this over and over again, too. always — it was you who initiated. but gradually, slowly but surely — he ended up being the one who asked. the second he noticed a hint of ignorance from you — he’d pull you away. take you to your room or office, whichever is closer. even a bathroom would do.

if it was your office — he’d let you bend him over your table. messing up and scattering all the important documents off the table, maybe even crumpled a few on accident. there were times you’d fuck him right on the door, a leg hooked over your shoulder as he tried to quiet his sinful, lewd moans.

if it was your bedroom — he doesn’t mind anything. but gods, you loved laying him on his back. watching those little wings cover his flushed face. pretty tears starting to spill. your hands rough on his hips till they bruise up.

“..(name)” he’d mutter, legs shaky as you held them up — watching him writhe on the sheets. a small sob coming out of his mouth. “nnh.. you love me now, right? right?”

“love you?”

you asked, your tone almost mocking him. you thrusted a little deeper, earning you a broken mewl. his hands scrambling to hold onto your neck. “of course i love you.. look at you. so pretty for me.”

don’t forget to mark him up, too. make sure everyone knows he’s yours. ravage that slender, pale neck of his till it’s filled with bite marks and hickeys. he used to cover them up — he doesn’t care much now, though. at least they know he’s yours.

mark the back of his neck specifically — lift up his hair with your finger and rub it with your thumb whenever you need to notify him of your presence. watch him jolt up — especially cute whenever he’s talking to someone.

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[rattusrattus3]

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[itsabeautifuldayinancientrome]

It's a beautiful day in Ancient Rome and... you want to kill Julius Caesar.

made by @dionysiaproductions

[californiastatelibrary]

Herding bunnies? No problem for famed CA-born photographer Henry Nourse King! 🐇 This cuddly rabbit pile was captured in 1900. We’re not sure how he got them to sit still—maybe he promised extra carrots? 🥕

[ydotcom777]

life begins on the other side of despair (jean paul sartre)