#buttercup the rabbit

[nobrakesdown]

Prompt! Carlando, animal shelter

Carlando, 183 words, brief mention of animal death

Here are two problems.

Problem 1: Carlos can't say no to animals.

Problem 2: Lando can't say no to Carlos.

Well, he can. Lando is a champion at saying no to Carlos over dumb, everyday things.

But when it really matters, when it's something Carlos wants with his whole heart? That's when Lando runs into trouble.

Normally, these problems don't cross over. Unfortunately, they're currently at an animal shelter.

"Do we really need a rabbit?" Lando asks, knowing the battle's over but determined to die an honorable death.

"No," Carlos says. "But this rabbit needs us."

The rabbit needs something, that's for sure. It looks awful, big patches of fur missing.

"Won't your dog kill it?"

"We'll keep them separate. And Buttercup is so big he probably wouldn't even realize she's a rabbit."

Fair point. The rabbit is the size of a small dog. A large small dog.

"Why is it so big?"

"It's her breed. They're know and the King of Rabbits."

Lando almost asks why he knows that, but decides against it. "Alright, fine. You can have the rabbit."

"Buttercup."

"Buttercup."

[baylardian-1]

Ok I made them all pretty now. :) Here are the old ones. Didn't change all of them a lot, just the ones that were haunting me. And I cleaned up the sketches bc I'm too lazy to line these!!! The old post has most of my thoughts that are still mostly the same. I got a bunch of doodles I'm sitting on blahblahblah I'll probably ramble a lot about the AU feel free to ask me questions about it!!! I'm just having fun drawing bunnies. uwu

[maxbytes]

all those cartoon characters you thought were a different gender as a child? they all came out. feel old yet?

[thediaryofhenry]

Poro took his monthly walk yesterday - it was a gorgeous 75 degrees and sunny! He had no interest in hopping through the buttercups (too tall) but he was happy to pose for some photos 🩵

[koopa27plushyt]

Here is something I made for a certain holiday coming up :)

[psychonya]

psychocuties archive blog

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[michellemouse]

Bueno.... Tengo una pregunta.... ¿Cuantos años llevas dibujando? :D? Es que dibujas hermoso <]

Probablemente llevo dibujando desde el 2015 (puros garabatos) 😅🥲

Aunque después arranque a full en el 2021 (aunque la verdad no me convencían mis dibujos)😃👍

Y gracias <3✨!!!

[parme-san]

save me spongebot from "welcome to binary bottom" from season 13 of spongebob squarepants

[midnightfire1222]

So I finally finished this after months of putting it off and it came out beautifully. Rouge, Amy, and Cream cosplaying as the Powerpuff Girls from the anime adaptation. I even made an attempt at recreating the background and while of course not exact, it turned out really nice! (I included the picture I referenced for posing and outfits though it's not exact.)

[marinerainbow]

Hey! ^^ Hope uou're having a good day- you seem to be in a really inspired mood!! That's amazing!! ^^

I have a two questions! About Poppy's parents!!

So, I gather that they're very strict and have an image of her they want her to adhere to, whether she wants to or not.

... how do they react to her friendship with the Toon Patrol?

And how did they feel about Henry? 🤔

I am! Today is a good day, and inspiration is flowing through me (a little too much, in a way? I wanted to focus on something else actually, but I couldn't tear away from the family posts XD)

Ooooh those are really good questions! I'm glad you asked!

Well, you're right. Buttercup and Thumper wanted their daughter to not associate with 'no-good ruffians'... Which means they would NOT approve of her making friends with any of the weasels. Let alone the whole gang (let alone dating one (or two) of them).

Though they'd have to find out about her friendship inthe first place. Aside from the 'necassary' phone calls, Poppy doesn't really share her life with her parents outside of a "Things are going good", and she definitely wouldn't want any of her friends to meet her parents. Especially if those friends were these crazy weasels. Not because she's ashamed of her friends, but because she dreads interactions with her family at all and doesn't want her friends to be around them either.

So, unless they dropped in for a conveniently timed surprise visit while she had friends over, or they just so happened to cross paths on the street, or one of the weasels actually asks Poppy about her family, nobody is going to know about each other if Poppy can help it. Maybe one of the weasels find her after a call and asks her what's got her so down (maybe a certain weasel decides to drop in for a surprise visit and actually walks in on her calling her parents). But either way, Poppy is making damn sure that they don't meet.

If they ever did meet though, disappointment wouldn't even begin to cover how Buttercup and Thumper would feel about her new friends. A pervert, a loon, a chain smoker, a pea brain, and a crime boss? No. They wouldn't approve. And they would make absolutely sure Poppy was well aware of it.

~

The same applies to Henry. They did not like him at all and tried to get her to leave him. And that is probably one of the only positive things they could have done for Poppy. He was a homeless, jobless slimebag who used his good looks and charisma to get what he wanted from their daughter.

He did act like he was a good person when Poppy introduced him to her parents. But they still didn't like him because he wasn't the kind of man they wanted her to end up with. Poppy refused to leave Henry though, insisting that they needed to give him a chance.

When Henry left her, they weren't sympathetic. They pretty much just gave her a passive-aggressive, "We told you so. You should've listened." The one good thing about that is that it was one of the pushing points for Poppy to limit contact with them.

Thank you so much for asking!! If you have anymore, I'd be happy to answer! ^^

[supernightboy08]

My All Time favorite Kids:

1. Aang

2. Cream The Rabbit

3. Margo, Edith, & Agnes

4. Peter Pan

5. Vanellope Von Schweetz

6. Blossom, Bubbles, & Buttercup

7. Arthur Read

8. Lilo Pelekai

9. Grogu

10. Ash Ketchum

[baylardian-1]

some voyager bunny doodles :3

[yanderenightmare]

Gojo Satoru

TW: NSFW, noncon, yandere, bullying

fem reader

His hand held both of yours in a cross above your head. It's not even all that tight, only three and two fingers are curled around each wrist – but still, it’s impossible for you to pull them free no matter how hard you wish you could.

He enjoyed the sight of you trying. Looming above you with blue eyes, nocturnal in the dark.

With one of your thighs hooked over his hip, the other is pinned beneath his knee – keeping them both spread and open to accept what he planned on doing in between them.

He’d pushed the black pleats of your school skirt up over your tummy but left your underwear on. Grinning at the cute bunny-rabbit print on them while fingering the pink-lace trim slowly. 

You were such a geek – it was impossible for him not to laugh while pointing the blunt tip against the outline of your puffy pussylips – sliding the buzzing lipstick-shaped vibe through the cute dip, watching your writhe at the feeling.

“Think I can make you cum through your panties? Huh?” He snickered, his voice in a lilting whisper. “I think I can~”

Blue eyes vivid, keenly staring down at your pouty little face twist with embarrassment and frustration – a little too proud to say anything. But then he angled the edge flatter against that special place he knew your clit to hide and finally coaxed a real reaction.

Brows cinching – hips wiggling. But he made sure you couldn’t escape it, kneading his knee into the soft plush of your inner thigh until you cried out. “Toru-”

“Oh?” He immediately bends down – white bangs falling forward in wisps, ghosting your face softly with his breath tickling your lips. “Callin' my name already?” He teases. “I’ll give you a kiss if you ask nicely.”

Your face soured then, eyes slimming with brows furrowed – but you took the opportunity and spat – hitting him right in the smug twinkle of his right blue eye. 

He recoiled and dropped the wand pressing on your bud, and you sighed in relief, finally able to stop tensing beneath the pressure.

But it's a short-lived victory as the hand instead flew up to grab your cheeks.

He didn’t even bother wiping his face, grinning through it – something mad in the blitz of his eyes as he leaned all the way down until resting his forehead on yours – with lips ghosting yours, brushing them for every heated word. Speaking oddly calmly – contained, holding back something that made a chill run down your spine. “Okay then… since you’re begging for it~”

You whine when he mushes his mouth onto yours. Feeling his teeth gnaw your lip into sucking on it, releasing with a groan only to push his tongue inside you. Laughing while listening to you whine around his it – holding you in place when you tried twisting your head away, digging his fingers into the plush of your cheeks – keeping you receiving.

He relieved your thigh from being trapped under his knee, hooking it above his hip like with the other – then rocked forward, pushing his clothed bulge against your heated cunt, teasing it with the zipper – grinning when it elicited a moan from you, feeling your plush chest rise against his where you arched off the bed.

“See?��Can’t fool me, buttercup~” He slurs while keeping his lips on yours.

“F-fuck off, Satoru-” You whimper back, trying to angle your hips in any way that takes you away from the bump seeking comfort against you – but the friction makes your lip warble.

“Mh- makes me so fuckin’ hard when you talk like that-” He groans in return, only humping against you harder – slipping his hand down from your face to your neck. He's rougher now, tighter with his grip, both there and around your wrists – making you wince.

“Toru- please, that hurts-”

“You’re the one makin’ this difficult, sweets-" He simpers, swiping his tongue up your cheek – his voice frazzled. "I wouldn’t haf’ta play so rough with you, but with the way you’ve been actin’ lately- tch-” He clicked his tongue as though admonishing you. “Flirting with dipshits left and right when you know you belong to me.”

His fists tensed even more, and you made a squeak – a small plea choked to death on your lips, parted and desperate for air.

“High time I taught you a real lesson.”

[l0vegl0wsinthedark]

Saviour and His Saved

It had been thirteen months and three weeks since Harry had found, and saved, Malfoy from a dark, icy corner in the crooked streets of Knockturn Alley.

For thirteen months, Malfoy had not stepped foot outside of Harry's cottage. He'd spent his time sleeping, ignoring Harry, reading his way through Harry's modest book-collection, making sullen conversation with Harry, and teaching himself to cook.

It hadn't been a bad thirteen months, Harry thought. He ate a lot better now. Malfoy too. The sour, skinny git had actually turned out to be a pretty good cook and baker.

Harry couldn't complain about his life. He left that to Ron, who still bemoaned the fact that Harry had brought home a stray Malfoy and kept him and even occasionally bought him a new book or a new jumper. Harry didn't mind. It was more than worth it to see Malfoy's thin, dull face brighten.

After months, Malfoy had begun going out on walks by himself every evening. The first time he'd gone, it was after yet another shouting match with Harry and to Harry's utter shock he'd stormed out of the house, slamming the door behind himself.

He'd been sure Malfoy wouldn't return and had spent the whole evening with his stomach churning with something awful, thinking about going back to a life without that grumpy fuck.

But then, just as the sun had set, Malfoy scurried in through the small, arched front gate, his cloak held closed around himself.

Harry planted himself before the front door, fists clenched, and prepared to yell some more, this time about Malfoy just leaving him. Then, Malfoy burst in, looking around wildly, and had proceeded to produce a baby bunny from under his cloak.

"What," said Harry.

"We have to save it!" Malfoy shouted, as if he was about to sacrifice his own life or something.

They bathed and fed it. Harry firecalled Hermione to ask her about raising baby bunnies. Malfoy named it Buttercup. That was three weeks ago.

Harry now sat with Buttercup the bunny on a bundled up blanket next to him on the sofa, a mournful, old, and partially deaf bloodhound that Malfoy had met on his way back from the shops and brought home sitting by his feet, and a cat with one eye missing curled up on a cushion on the windowsill. The bloodhound, Malfoy had named Wilson, and Harry had the uncomfortable, nagging suspicion that Malfoy had actually stolen some careless sod's old dog with the firm belief that it was an underfed stray. The one-eyed cat, Malfoy had permitted Harry to name, and had immediately regretted it when Harry had named him Mad-Eye.

Harry now saw Malfoy appear at the gate and pass through it inside, his gait as hurried as ever, as if permanently late to be somewhere. Then Malfoy let himself in, saw Harry sitting and staring at him from the sofa, and turned away towards the stairs, his cloak bundled around himself.

"Where are you going?" asked Harry at once.

Malfoy scowled. "To take a piss. Merlin."

"What's that?" Harry asked suspiciously, getting to his feet.

"What's what?!" Malfoy snapped, still not fully emerging from under his cloak.

"What do you have there?" Harry pressed, walking up to him and plucking at his cloak.

Malfoy took a step back, his cheeks pink. "Nothing. What do you mean?!"

"What's under there this time, Malfoy?" Harry asked wearily. "Not another rabbit. The dog keeps trying to eat the first one."

"Wilson's not going to eat Buttercup, don't be an idiot," Malfoy said, impatient and rude as ever.

"What do you have?" Harry said loudly, tugging at Malfoy's cloak more forcefully.

Malfoy opened his mouth to protest, jerking farther away from Harry, when there was a tiny, very shrill mew.

Malfoy froze, eyes huge in his face. Harry's mouth fell open and he tugged, yet again, at Malfoy's cloak.

It fell away to reveal an extremely small, very dirty white kitten held carefully in Malfoy's bony hands. It was shivering uncontrollably, and continuously emitted small, pitiful meeps.

"You want me to leave it outside to die?!" Malfoy burst out before Harry could even say anything. "You want it to die?!"

"No, but--"

"Well, you make me take it away and it's going to die, Potter."

"Malfoy, I'm not--"

"It needs a home, and your stupid house is so big, and we can save it before it dies."

"Can you stop saying "die"?!" Harry said exasperatedly.

"If you make me take it back, I'm going with it," Malfoy said, jutting his pointy chin out at Harry.

That made Harry grin - because Malfoy was threatening to leave with the sort of confidence that one has when they know they would never be allowed to go.

And that made Harry's tummy flutter happily for some reason.

"Well, in that case, I'd better let you keep it," he said solemnly. "What would I do without you, Malfoy?"

Malfoy's face, already tinged pink, now turned scarlet. Shoulders rounding inwards a bit, Malfoy looked down at the raggedy kitten before sticking his nose up in the air.

"You love it already, Potter," he said loftily. "You love everything you save."

Then, as he processed what he'd just said, Malfoy's face turned so hot that he looked faint for a second.

Then he hurried away into the kitchen, cloak billowing behind him, calling out over his shoulder,

"Clean towels and tic medicine, if you please, Potter."

Grinning, Harry went upstairs obediently. He had a kitten to save and a whole lot more to love.

[orangefran-sideblog]

Describing my version of the girls by using mitski songs:

blossom: fireworks, a burning hill, lonesome love, working for the knife, pink in the night, real men, me and my husband, jobless monday, crack baby, love me more, that's our lamp (bloss and brick's break up song), abbey (when she has existential crises), a horse named cold air.

bubbles: i will, strawberry blond, blue light, first love / late spring, happy, last words of a shooting star, love me more, stay soft, pink in the night, washing machine heart, i bet on losing dogs, valentine, texas.

buttercup: carry me out, drunk walk home, cop car, dan the dancer (abt mitch or butch), why didn't you stop me, love me more, heat lightning, real men, remember my name.

[dovewingkinnie]

Buttercup :Can you tell me what your relationship with Mr Whiskers is?

Lucy :I’m Mr Whiskers right hand arm, man. I’m Mr Whiskers everything. I’m his confidant, I’m his best friend. His silly rabbit-

Buttercup :His what???

Lucy :His silly rabbit.

Buttercup :His silly rabbit, is that what he calls you?

Lucy :No💖

I swear even the description of that video fits them 😭

LMAOOO thats so accurate guys shes his silly rabbit (lie)