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Talking Bunny

Originally posted by psicomana

Originally posted by girl--venus

Summary: Thorin is turned into a bunny.

Pairings: Married!Reader x Thorin

Word Count: 689

Based off of this: Imagine Gandalf accidentally turing Thorin into a bunny by like sneezing or something by @thorins-magnificent-ass

Master Lists: Drabbles/Imagines, and Completed Series

A/n: I saw the gif and I made Thorin able to talk in his bunny form even though I feel like some would prefer him not to talk. IDK. He talks. Bye.

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Title: Crazy

Summary: Sam’s in a mental hospital for seeing Lucifer, Dean decidesto visit him only to meet his neighbor instead.

Warning: snide remarks from reader

Auothers note: I’m running out of space in my phone so i decided to use the 3982 gifs I have saved in my phone up in random imagines, also if you wish to request something please do because I would like to get rid of some of these gifs but I don’t wanna delete them away forever I wanna be able to see them, just on here that is.


Dean walked down the familiar hallways he had been visiting for the past couple of weeks, all white was in his line of sight. Waving awkwardly back to the man who always waved at people if they pasted his room he finally reached his brother’s room.
Dean called out seeing the door open, but no one was inside the room was empty, “He ain’t there.”
Turning around he saw a girl leaned up against the door across from the room, “Well, do you know where he is?” he asked.
“Probably in hell with all that Lucifer talk he does.”
Growling at the (h/c) haired women Dean stepped forward a bit, “Don’t talk about him like that. You don’t know what he’s going through.”
“Hmm… You really think I don’t?” Tilting her head to the side a smirk rose upon her lips, “Well I know he’s a Winchester, oh and he sees Lucifer let’s not forget wanted in the United States. Hmm from what I’ve seen him eat here, he’s a health freak or what I like to call him. He’s a rabbit.” pausing she mumbled to herself “A very large rabbit.”
“Well, that’s just basic stuff. You don’t know him like i do so shut up.”
Raising her hands in a surrender motion she chuckled bitterly, “Oh I’m so afraid. What you gonna do, hit me?”
“Well I’m thinking about it.” Dean grumbled under his breath.
“Aw that’s cute coming from you, if I remember correctly you were a demon once, right? So that means you have no problem with hitting a women.”
Freezing for a moment dean stared into her (e/c) orbs, “How do you know about that?” He growls out the question, he wanted to know how she knew of his past.
“Simple, I get inform I wish to know from Sam when the drugs kick in and messes up his head.” she said shrugging, just as Dean was about to speak Sam broke the tension coming into the room with a nurse behind him who left right afterwards, “Dean what are you doing here?”
“What? Can’t I vist my little brother.” chuckled Dean raffling Sam’s hair which earned a groan from him.
“Aw, you two are having a moment.” Lucifer said appearing in a chair a distance away from Sam’s bed.
“Aw, you two are having a moment.” (Y/n) said staring at the two brothers. While Sam only heard Lucifers voice Dean had heard (y/n)’s.
“That’s cute.” spoke both Lucifer and (y/n).
Shacking him head mumbling “It’s not real.” under his breath Sam turnt towards dean, “I see you’ve meet (y/n).”
“Yeah.” muttered dean.
“Why exactly is she in here?” Dean asked.
“Not sure.” Sam replied.
“Crowley said I was a threat to his thrown.”
Both brothers head snapped toward (y/n) once they heard the name Crowley, “How do you know Crowley?” Dean asked.
“Oh that old fart-” she laughed throwing her head back. “He’s the one who placed me here, something about not wanting to deal with Lucifer and his sister.”
“His sister?” said Sam confused.
“Yeah-” (y/n) eyes flashes red similar towards Crowley’s demon ones, “Me.”


A supercut of the darkest moments in children’s entertainment

Including moments from:

Pee-Wee’s Big Adventure

Return To Oz

The Neverending Story

The Brave Little Toaster

Who Framed Roger Rabbit

And much more….

Easter HC’s

Happy Easter my loves!

(If you don’t celebrate Easter then… Happy Sunday!)

((And if you prefer the religious aspect of the holiday then…. um… Amen? IDK IM NOT RELIGIOUS IM SORRY))

I felt that, since we currently aren’t accepting requests, I would write a little HC with some Easter themes for you guys!

Okay enough talking, here you go my dudes <3 ~Admin 404


               -He wanted to do something a little different for Easter

               -Instead of the standard basket full of goodies, he wanted to have some fun! Play around! Go outside for once!

               -“It’s so nice outside… it’d be a shame if we didn’t enjoy it…. if we just sat in here…. doing nothing….” “Yoosung are you okay? Are you sick?”

               -He grabbed two spoons, a bucket with some unfilled water balloons, and your hand, dragging them all outside

               -You helped him fill up a bunch of water balloons, laughing when you realized they had little patterns on them like Easter eggs or little bunny faces

               -He announced the two of you were going to have a spoon and egg race, but with water balloons!  

               -But he gets really competitive? But it’s always really playful, never hurtful!

               -He’s knocked the spoon so the water balloon drops, or he bumps into you on “accident”

               -After his 7th win, he’s laughing at you and gloating that “Shooting Star” is the best Water balloon racer there ever was. He stopped laughing when you hit him in the face with a water balloon

               -The rest of the race turned into a water balloon fight. The both of you ended up completely soaked, running, and giggling like children. Once you were out of water balloons though, you two used the spoons as if they were swords and continued to run around like complete dorks


               -“BABE WAKE UP I HAVE A SURPRISE FOR YOU” “Zen it’s 6 in the morning this better be important or I’m killing you”

               -He has you get dressed, hands you a piece of paper, and shoves you out of the house?? This early in the morning?? He won’t unlock the door?? YOU’RE GONNA FUCKING KILL HIM

               -The piece of paper had a location on it and a memory he had written down on it- it was the coffee shop the two of you and Jaehee frequent. When you got there, the manager handed you a basket with a single plastic egg in it, and another piece of paper with- surprise- another location and memory associated with it

               -After a while, the scavenger hunt got harder and harder. He’d write down a memory and you’d have to start to figure out where to go next

               -At each place, you found a single plastic egg. Curiosity got the better of you and you opened a few of them

               -Inside were different puzzle pieces? He put together a scavenger hunt for puzzle pieces? What kind of moNSTER

               -The last clue sent you home where he sat at the living room table, waiting for you

               -He helped you put the puzzle pieces together, the pieces revealed the picture you were putting together was your favourite photo of the two of you, with “I love you” scribbled in his handwriting in the corner

               -You absolutely loved it and couldn’t stop smiling at how dramatic and over the top he was with it, but it was still super cute! But there was a puzzle piece missing? You turned to ask him about it and you found him holding up a plastic egg covered in glitter. You opened it to find not only the last piece, which was a picture of a heart, but also a ring.

               -He turned a nice shade of pink but had the brightest smile when he saw your eyes light up. The whole day was amazing, fun, and just absolutely beautiful. You loved all of it, and especially him, there was no way you could say no


               -She woke up that Sunday to find your shared living room covered in hand-made paper decorations, coloured construction paper scattered across the floor, a basket full of goodies she couldn’t quite make out, and you standing in the center of the chaos with a large smile on your face

               -“MC, do you care to explain what all of….this… is?” She asked, side-eyeing the large paper rabbit you’ve hung against the bookshelf

               -“It’s all part of a game! It’s the Bunny Hop game! We pick these coloured cards, and move to that colour, sort of like Candyland!”

               -You gestured over to the basket sitting at the end of the “board”, and gave her the brightest grin you could

               -“Winner gets the basket of goodies!!! Okay okay, come over here!! Hurry, hurry!”

               -She laughed at your enthusiasm and joined you at the start, taking turns moving across the “board” from colour to colour


               -At the end of it all, she finally realized that you had rigged it so she would win. The basket was full of some of her favourite coffee beans, a bunch of caramel chocolates, some rare Zen merchandise, and a gift card for her favourite book store

               -She had no words?? You literally set this game up just for her to win? This is the sweetest thing anyone’s done for her in a long time

               -The two of you shared her chocolates throughout the rest of the day as she’s cuddled against you. As a thank you for the day, she cooks one of your favourite meals for dinner. she also makes you play the bunny hop game a few more times because?? Its cute and fun and she just wants to enjoy it let her have this


               -On Easter, you wake up to a basket full of goodies, correct?

               -When you live with Jumin, you wake up to like 5 different baskets

               -There’s even a basket for Elizabeth omg what a cutie

               -EACH BASKET HAS THEMES!!!

               -A few are full of items pertaining to your favourite interests/hobbies, another is dedicated to candies and chocolate, and the largest was by far the one he was most excited about

               -It held a beautiful outfit, dazzling accessories, and even some shoes??

               -He was grinning from ear to ear when you turned to ask him about it and he held out some tickets towards you

               -A play?? This dude’s seriously taking you to a play?? What a NERD but you couldn’t help but get just as excited who’s the nerd now, mc????

               -IT WAS ACTUALLY THE CUTEST LITTLE PLAY ABOUT AN EASTER BUNNY BRINGING GIFTS AND JOY TO CHILDREN AND YOU CAN’T BELIEVE THIS DORK TOOK YOU TO THIS (it wasnt even a play pertaining to the religious aspect of the holiday?? it was a grown man in a bunny suit?? and he loved every minute of it??)

               -When the two of you got home, you gave him his own Easter basket, full of cat-themed accessories, bottles of his favourite wines, and a hand-made coupon book full of tasks and actions he can cash in on (which he laughed at because?? you both knew you’d do any of these if he just asked)


               -It was too early in the morning and Saeran was pissed at the both of you

               -He had to hide dozens and dozens of plastic eggs around the house for the both of you to find

               -But Saeyoung was COMPETETIVE AS FUCK

               -He loves you, MC, but he’s gonna find the most eggs. He’s gonna get the most candy. He will reign supreme


               -There was one up like in the door of the attic? You found Saeyoung dangling from the opening

               -“Uuuuh MC, since you’re soo nice and sooo amazing…” “I’m not bringing you the ladder” “MC PLEASE”

               -He actually threw a pity party in the corner of the living room when he lost the Easter egg hunt? “YOU’RE BEING A CHILD, MAN UP, CHOI” “LEAVE ME ALONE MC”

               -At the end of the day though, the two of you sat watching cliché Easter movies and eating the pounds of chocolate the two of you collected

               -It’s not surprising that the two of you ended up in a sugar induced coma, spread out of the couch. Saeran looked at the two of you in disgust as he stole a handful of his brothers candy, so you’d have more than him when the two of you woke up


               -Why is there a large canvas sitting in your living room whERE IS THE FURNITURE

               -V was standing there in an old t-shirt and shorts, smiling at you proudly, which makes you question just what he has planned

               -The entire room is covered in layers of old sheets, painters paper, and cartons upon cartons of eggs scattered about the floor

               -“MC! Look! We can make art with paint instead of photos this time!” “But V, you have your camera set up right here, it’s set for rapid fire” “No it’s not, ignore that” “IT’S RIGHT HERE” “No it’s not”

               -Once you’ve changed into the appropriate painting attire, you look around for some brushes, and more importantly, some paint

               -You watched as he picked up an egg, smiled at you, and threw it at the canvas. The egg shattered, leaving a large paint splatter across it. That’s when it clicked that the eggs are hollowed out and full of different coloured paint

               -The two of you take turns just throwing different colours, laughing, and shoving each other playfully

               -After a while, throwing the eggs at the canvas turned into throwing them at each other. He even smashed a few full of light blue paint over your head

               -“Look, MC, now you’ve got hair like mine”

               -The fight didn’t end until the both of you were covered head to toe in paint, and he had enough pictures of the two of you playing to make a full scrapbook of its own. You even laid on the ground and made a paint angel, and he drew a little halo above you and everything


               -He watched in confusion as you filled a ton of different bowls full of vinegar and food dye

               -You had almost every colour you could think of and he wasn’t sure what you were even going to do with it?

               - After an explanation that, you take hard boiled eggs and set them in the liquid so you can colour and decorate them, he was just left with more questions

               -“Why would you do that? Couldn’t you just eat it? What’s the point?” “Stop asking questions and just dye some eggs”

               -He watched you use a clear crayon to draw some designs on the eggs, dip them in multiple colours, and tried to do the same

               - his first few eggs were literally just black

               -He actually enjoyed drawing little bunny faces on some of them. There were even little egg versions of the two of you!

               -A while later, he realized that the dye sort of…dyes your skin, so he wanted to mess with you

               -He got a paint brush and started to paint little pictures on your arm while you tried to finish dyeing the eggs

               -But it was really relaxing and you couldn’t help but let him do it. By the end of the night, the two of you were not only naked, but you guys were covered in adorable little paintings! He loved them a lot and didn’t want to wash them off in all honesty. Though the two of you reeked of vinegar and Saeyoung had to exaggerate and wear a clothespin on his nose the whole next day

😊Easter Bunny Blurb (Ethan x Reader)

Summary: Grayson’s sick :( so E fills in as the Easter bunny.

Warnings: Mentions of daddy but nothing to fret about

A/N: Sorry I’m posting this so late but I hope you guys like it! Requests are opened!

Originally posted by thedolangifs

“Y/N on a scale of 1 to 10 how stupid do I look?” I turned around from counting Easter eggs to see my lovely boyfriend dressed up as the Easter bunny. He was wearing the full gear head to toe. I stifled a laugh to protect Ethan’s feelings. “Go ahead and laugh.” I slowly walk up to him and lift his rabbit head up and give him a soft peck on the lips. His large hands wrap around pulling me into his soft rabbit fur.

“Ugh Ethan stop it’s hot.” I said pushing him away. He slides his head back on.

“Yeah that’s because of you.” Ethan’s voice is muffled in the large rabbit head. I rolled my eyes and walk back towards the eggs. I bend down and grab two garbage bags full and I turned to Ethan. “I hate this.” Ethan muffles. I walk over to him and kiss his pink nose.

“I think it’s cute you volunteered to be the Easter bunny this year since Gray is feeling sick.” I hold the sacks out and his large mitts take them from me almost dropping one sack.

“Yeah yeah I only agreed so we can have the place to ourselves tonight. I miss my babygirl.” Ethan says as he attempts to get a better grip on the bags. I will admit, Ethan and I haven’t had alone time in so long that I craved his touch. I miss lying on his bare chest listening to his steady breathing as we watched Netflix.

“I miss my daddy.” I said as I give him a kiss on his cheek.

“No no I want a real kiss after you said that.” Ethan says pulling the rabbit head all the way off. I laughed as he sets the bags down and grabs my waist with both his hands pushing my back against the wall as his lips attach to mine roughly. I kiss back with the same amount of force as he pushes harder into me. Soon Ethan pulls away from me. Which is a good thing because I know how Ethan can get.

“Go set the eggs out.” I said pushing him back, but he pulls me into him give me a soft kiss which lingers.

“I’ll see you later babe.” He says putting his headgear back on. We walk out of the closet to see Cam and Lisa in the kitchen making dinner.

“Hey you guys! E go hide the eggs! The kids are going to wake up from their naps any minute now. The big gifts are in the back of my car make sure you hand those out.” Lisa shoos Ethan and he goes outside. “Y/N do you want to set the table?” I nodded grabbing plates and silverware.

After about ten minutes I decided to go outside and check on Ethan. Lisa and Cam were going to wake the kids up from their naps so I wanted to make sure Ethan did everything he was supposed to. When I get outside I see all of the kids grabbing eggs and a giant bunny in the middle of the field. I smiled when I remembered that was my boyfriend. He was hopping around and handing the kids stuffed animals and he was helping the really really little kids find the eggs. I was amused to just sit here and watch him with these children. He looked up from one of the kids and looked to me, giving me a wave. I blew him back a kiss as he pretends to catch it. I smiled as he placed his giant mit over his mouth. I shake my head and I sit on the porch.

I see Ethan hand out his last gift and get rid of his last few eggs. He hugs the children as they run back towards the house to see what goodies and treats they had received from the Easter bunny. I see Ethan hopping towards me which causes me to spit out a laugh. Ethan gets next to me and takes his giant head off along with the mits.

“Y/N babe unzip me please.” He turns his back towards me and I do what I was told. I unzipped the hot rabbit suit to reveal a bare backed E.

“Ethan where is your clothes?” I asked blushing slightly.

“It’s too hot to wear this with clothes under. I’m going to run upstairs and take a shower. When I get out everyone should be leaving or already left. Go pick a movie and we have the living room to ourselves tonight.” Ethan says kissing my cheek and running inside. I follow inside and I go in the living room.

Ethan got out of the shower just in time for Easter dinner at 6. Dinner was nice as I tried to ignore Ethan’s hand on my thigh most of the time or his famous side glances every so often. It was almost 8 now.

“Well this Easter has been amazing. It was nice to meet you Y/N. Hopefully we’ll see you next year!” Ethan’s aunt said to me.

“You definitely will.” He says kissing my cheek causing me to blush. Soon all of the kids had left. The only people left were Gray, E, Cam, Sean, Lisa and I. Cam went out with some friends after dinner for someone’s birthday. Sean and Lisa were cleaning up from the kids and then they wanted to head off to bed. Grayson was in his room most of today with a stomach bug. Ethan and I were making a pallet out of blankets and pillows on the floor in front of the fireplace. I started the fire when I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around and a pair of lips on my shoulder. “I’ve missed you babe.” He mumbles against my shoulder. “Let’s lie down. I’m tired.” We sit down and I lie on Ethan’s chest listening to his steady breathing. His hand was tracing random designs in my back. “Oh I almost forgot!” I lean up as Ethan runs in the kitchen and back with an Easter basket.

“Ethan what is this?” I asked curiously as a smirk grew on his face.

“I wanted some candy and I had a gift for you.” Ethan says sitting on the pallet. He pops a Hershey kiss in his mouth and he hands me a rather large Easter egg. I give him a look which he returns with a smile. “Open it.” He says sucking his bottom lip in his mouth. I inhale deeply before unscrewing the plastic egg which revealed a silver necklace with a key. I smiled as I pulled the necklace out of the egg.

“Ethan…” I trailed off as I looked at the key. I flipped the key over which revealed ‘2-15-2016’ carved in the back. That was the day we were official. Ethan flipped the key over for me. I noticed 1509 was also carved in. I looked up at him then everything made sense. “Oh my God, E this is your apartment key.” Ethan nodded.

“Our apartment key. I already talked to Gray and you can move in if you want or if you just want to get away our apartment is yours to use.” He says to me. I get on my knees and tackle him in a hug.

“Ethan I love you.” I said kissing him gently. His hand finds the back of my head and he kisses me back. We pull apart and I rest my head on his chest as he plays with my hair. 

 “I love you too Y/N. Happy Easter.” He says kissing the top of my head gently. We warm up to the fire and we eat some candy. Ethan and I talk about everything and anything as we soon drift off to a sweet peaceful sleep.

This is Terezi! She is a giant ball of rage and fluff who likes a total of 1 ½ people, but the stickyfrogs are OK in her book. She wonders if any of the stickies can model as good as she can.

Hi Terezi! 😀🐰🐸😀

Voigt is very pleased to meet you! She thinks your jacket is Most-Magnificent-Very-Fluffy! You are even wearing matching Fluffy Feeties!

Voigt also likes your Kind Ears you are wearing, and she sends you some gentle pats and a large letterbox of rabbit treaties! 😊🐸

For Easter, J’onn turned into a giant bunny thinking the kids at the Annual National City Easter Egg Hunt would love it. He was so very wrong. All the kids ran screaming in terror and Kara had to fly in and pretend to defeat the “evil large demon rabbit.” Alex and Maggie managed to grab a few pics of the kids running away. J’onn ends up horribly embarrassed, while Alex put the pictures in the weekly DEO memo that gets sent to everyone in the department. She ended up having to do the graveyard guard shift at the DEO for a month. It was totally worth it.

BBS Circus au: Chapter 2

Sorry in advance. This one’s a bit long. Yay character introductions!

(Chapter 3 is when things really start to kick off)

Originally posted by jokerous


Brock’s POV

“Banana bus Traveling Circus? That’s a weird name.” I scratched my head as I imagined a bus in the shape of a banana.

“Now before my friends and I start the show, I would like to explain who we are and what our traveling circus is.” The masked magician started.

“Please do.” Marcel mumbled under his breath, a tinge of venom in his voice.

“As a child I was always fascinated with the circus…”

The man began to make his way over to the crowd.

“The colors, the lights…”

With the swish of the feathered magician’s hand, a single red rose appeared.

“The magic.” With that he handed the flower to a young girl sitting near the stage, her face now flushed with the same color as the petals.

“So over the past few years I gathered up my friends and we created a circus of our own. Traveling the world and hoping that we can make you laugh and brighten up your day with a bit of unconventional fun.”

The magician then clapped his hands together, and revealed a small white dove. The dove started to fly off towards the crowd, but then vanished leaving nothing but a cloud of glitter where it used to be.

“Woah.” Smitty’s eyes were beginning to glow with childlike excitement, but Marcel didn’t look impressed at all. I looked back over to Hoodini as the crowd tried to search for the invisible dove. For a second there it looked kinda like the magician was staring right at us, but then snapped his attention back to the crowd.

“But that’s enough explaining. Now, let me introduce you to a few of my friends! But, I may need a minute or two to gather them all together. You wouldn’t mind waiting a mere couple of minutes would you?”

The audience cheered in gleeful reply.

“Wonderful!” The magician declared. He began to remove his suit jacket which caused a few whistles to erupt from the stands. The parts of his face I could see had begun to turn a bit red. He threw the jacket behind him and began to pace the stage.

“I’m not sure who I should introduce you all to first. Oh! Maybe if I check my phone, I’ll get an idea.” He began patting his pockets looking for his phone.

“Oops. Still in my jacket.”

He made his way back to his suit jacket and quickly swiped it off from the ground. The audience gasped. Under the jacket, which had nothing near it before, now had a man in his pajamas laying down on the ground hugging a teddy bear.

“Delirious! Why are you sleeping?” The magician cried.

The man stretched and released a long and drawn out yawn.

“Oh hey Mr. Hoodini. What’s up?”

“What’s up? We’re in the middle of a show!”

The clown looked around the tent and casually stared at the crowd.

“Oh. Hi everyone!” The clown said with a big goofy grin. I could hear some of the children in the audience start to laugh.

“Well, since you’ve had such a nice nap why don’t you help me call out the others?”

The clown stood up and stretched once more.

“Nah, I’m good.” And began to make his way towards the back of the stage.

“What do you mean ‘no’? How else are we supposed to start the show?”

“Look Mr.Hoodini, I’m not even dressed yet! Just let me get ready first!”

The man then pulled a long mirror with a shower curtain attached to the top out onto the stage. He looked into the reflection of the mirror and screamed.

“Agh! Monster!” He cried.

“That’s just your face Delirious.” The magician said with an exhausted sigh.

“Oh. Haha, you’re right!” The audience began to chuckle once more.

Delirious stepped in front of the mirror and closed the curtain behind him. Just as quickly as he walked in, he walked right back out. This time, however, dressed fully in bright colors and had his face covered in perfectly painted and professional clown makeup.

“Damb.” Smitty said, surprised at how quickly the man had changed. And honestly,I was kinda impressed as well.

“Much better!” He said with a smile.

The magician then turned the mirror around and begun to take it away, but the clown had interrupted him once more.

“Wait! Let me double check my makeup! You can’t rush perfection.”

“Even though he did it in under a minute.” Marcel said leaning over to me.

The magician complied and turned the mirror back to Delirious. The clown upon seeing his reflection, screamed again.

“It’s just you Delirious!” The magician cried out.

“Really? That’s what I look like?”

“Hey! What’s that supposed to mean?” A new voice called out. The clown turned the mirror to face the audience. The mirror was now only an empty frame, but standing where the reflection would have been was a man. No…not a man. He looked a lot more like a demon. Through his dark hair two red horns poked from his head, and he had the pointed tail behind him to match. Under his slightly messy hair was a scar in the shape of an ‘X’ crossing out his right eye. He smiled to reveal a row of semi-sharp fangs. One of the boys in front of us gasped in awe which was then followed by a quiet he looks so cool!

“Oh! Cartoonz! Our resident dare devil! Would you mind helping me gather everyone up?” The magician asked.

“Heh. Is Delirious being lazy again?” The demon snickered in reply.

“Am not! I was just getting ready when you so rudely interrupted me!”

Sure I did. Yeah I’ll help as much as I can. Here, I have an idea.”

Cartoonz went off stage for a moment. On his return he rolled a large chest out on the stage. He opened it up and pulled out a handful of carrots. The clown cocked his head sideways in confusion, but the magician’s eyes widened. He seemed to know what the carrots meant.

“Great idea Cartoonz! Here Delirious, hold these carrots.” The magician smiled and took off his top hat as the dare devil passed the vegetables off. The devil then took a few steps back and took position. The magician pointed the hat away from himself and Delirious began to dangle the carrots out near the hat.

“Awwww!” The crowd cooed.

One after another rabbits began jumping out from Hoodini’s hat for the carrots, and into Cartoonz’s arms. After the fourth baby rabbit, Cartoonz put the fluffy sweethearts near his feet. The magician, however, looked concerned. He began tapping the back of his hat and appeared to be waiting for one more.

“I know you’re in here somewhere…”

The magician began reaching further and further down into his hat until his arm had practically vanished! Suddenly his eyes widened.

“Ah ha! There you are silly rabbit!”

The magician placed his hat back out in front of him.

“1…” He smacked the hat once.

“2…”He smacked it once more.

“3!” And with the third smack the final rabbit appeared, but it wasn’t exactly what any of us were expecting. After the great Hoodini counted to three a man with large rabbit ears flew out of the hat and fell directly on top of Cartoonz.

“Ow…”The rabbit man groaned.

“Ohm, would you please get off of me?” The devil asked exasperated.

“Hehe, sorry!” Ohm jumped back on his feet and pulled his friend up.

“Sorry I’m late everybody! I took the wrong rabbit hole!”

“Are those his actual ears? Or do you think he’s just a furry?” Smitty asked Marcel. Unsure if he was actually being serious or not I couldn’t help but laugh.

“I don’t know man! I doubt he’s actually part rabbit.” I could tell Marcel was trying to hold back a laugh as well.

“Hey Cartoonz? What else do ya got in that magic chest of yours?” Delirious said with a laugh.

“I dunno. Lemme check.”

The devil jogged back to the chest and opened it once more.

“Let’s see…some rubber chickens, whoopie cushions, some banana peels…wait a minute…what’s this?”

Cartoonz reached into the magic box and started to pull out a brightly colored handkerchief. As he pulled it out of the box it continued to get longer and longer until it suddenly stopped. He tried to pull the rest out from the box, but the rainbow rope wouldn’t budge.

“Guys! Help me out!”

The three other men rushed to Cartoonz’s aid and started to pull as well, but to no avail.

“If only we had a super strong man to help us out!” Cried Delirious.

“You called?” From back stage another man appeared. The top of his hair was a bright blue and he had a large “M” in the center of his costume.

“Sorry I’m late lads! Traffic was awful!”

“Well if it isn’t our Strong man, Mini Ladd! Would you mind helping us get this out of the box?” The magician asked. The strong man smirked in reply.

“Stand back boys.”

The group backed away from the handkerchief and the strong man took on the task alone.

“1…2…3!” And with one swift yank the handkerchief was removed from the box, and along with it three men and… a monkey? No, a hairy man with a tail? Actually, only one of them actually looked like a man. Aside from the monkey man, there was a man with the ears and snout of a pig, and another with half of his head made of metal like a robot. The only man who came from the magic box that seemed somewhat ‘normal’ was a tall man with dark hair and a big, goofy grin spread out across his face.

“Lui! Wildcat! Terroriser! Nogla! What were you guys doing in the box?” Hoodini asked in a way that kind of reminded me of a reality tv show, but with really bad actors.

“Honestly, not quite sure.” The tall man asked in a thick Irish accent.

“Well, at least you’re all here now!” Hoodini turned back to the audience.

“Everyone! I would like you to meet the rest of the Banana Bus Squad! Delirious the clown!”

Delirious took a step forward and took a bow.

“Cartoonz, our actual devil of a dare devil!”

The demon stepped forward and shot finger guns towards the crowd.

“Ohmwrecker! Our marksman! Throwing knives, bow and arrow, darts- it doesn’t matter! This rabbit never misses a target!”

The rabbit man stepped forward with a big grin and waved with both hands.

“Mini Ladd! Our ‘not-so-mini’ strong man!”

Mini stepped up and flexed in response. Some of the ladies who probably whistled at Hoodini were whistling again for Miniladd.

“Lui Calibre! Our acrobat!”

“His trapeze skills are bananas!” Delirious chimed in. Marcel groaned.

“Terroriser! The man of the future! He has a couple different tricks up his metal sleeves!”

The slightly robotic man made a small salute to the crowd.

“And last but not least, Wildcat and Daithi de Nogla who both have quite the amazing performances with their automobiles!”

The pig man, Wildcat, had begun to wave, but was immediately cut in front of by Nogla and his wave. He then retaliated with a small elbow to the ribs.

“And I am the Great Hoodini! The fantastic feathered magician! And now that you’ve met the rest of the BBTC family, it’s time for the individual acts!”


The rest of the show was just as impressive as the beginning. There were several more acts of magic, acrobatics, motorcycle tricks and stunts in general. By the time the show had ended Marcel had softened up a bit, bit Smitty was still just as excited.

“Dude! I told you that was gonna be good shit! That wasn’t just good shit, it was great shit! It was the shit!” He exclaimed.

His hair had started to turn into a hot mess, white hair sticking to his forehead. You’d think that with all of the stuff they had going on that they’d bring in an air conditioner. It may be the end of August and the sun was starting to set, but it was still pretty muggy out.

“Yeah, I get it dork. You liked the show.” Marcel said while playfully bumping into his shoulder.

“Yeah, but I also like to tell you I told you so!” Smitty replied bumping his shoulder with twice the force. Just enough to bump me over as well.

“Hey guys! Watch it!”

Marcel chuckled. “Yeah whatever. Let’s go find some pizza or something. I’m starving.”

Aside from a few people who stayed behind to tweet about the show on their phones everyone else had left. I stood up and stretched and looked over towards the stage. From behind the curtain I saw the magician peeking through. He started to make his way out when he was stopped by a couple of fans for pictures.

“Alright baby! Let’s go get some food!” Smitty exclaimed jumping from his seat.

As we exited the tent I turned back to see the magician with an odd look on his face. Something between annoyance and curiosity.

“C’mon Brock!”

I turned back. The boys were already in line at a nearby pizza booth.

“Yeah yeah, I’m coming! Hold your horses!”

I wonder what the magician was trying to do. I thought. Meh, it was probably nothing. Right?

deliriousfan606  asked:

I always wondered if the eeveelutions are considered omnivores what specifically do their diets consist of? And does it differ on the specific eeveelution?

Eevee and its evolutions lean more toward (for the most part) carnivorous lifestyles, actually. While, like most pokémon, they can eat nuts, berries, grains, root vegetables, and so forth, much of their diet should be meat and protein of some kind.

That having been said, the answer to your second question depends. In captivity, the eevee family can actually be fed the exact same diet, regardless of what evolution each individual takes, with no real consequences so long as their trainer keeps in mind that they should be fed a balance of foods.

In the wild however, absolutely, it depends on the evolution.

Eevee tend to have the most balanced diet (as one would expect) and will eat whatever it can find in its immediate environment.

Flareon often stick to slower animals and pokémon, and its favored food sources tend to be small mammals. It will also display the unusual behavior of roasting their food with the intention of cooking it before eating. (Trainers should be aware that tamed flareon also display this behavior and should only be fed in fireproof environments.)

Vaporeon, being aquatic pokémon, will eat mostly seafood, including fish, amphibians, turtles, jellyfish, and aquatic mammals (such as seals). It tends to avoid shellfish, likely due to the difficulty in getting them open, but it will also hunt for larger meat sources (such as walruses, dolphins, and even sharks) in packs.

Jolteon, being faster and gifted with electrical attacks, often hunt for birds and forage for eggs. It’s also the one eeveelution that prefers pokémon meat over animal meat, as bird pokémon tend to be larger targets than their animal “counterparts.”

Espeon and Leafeon both tend to eat more of a herbivorous diet than their cousins. This does not mean that they are strictly herbivorous; simply that they forage more often than the others. Espeon tends to hunt for insects and other animals with lesser cognitive functions thanks to its psychic abilities. Leafeon, meanwhile, avoids insects (due to its plant biology) and consumes largely rodents, rabbits, frogs, and anything else it can find in its forest habitat. (Leafeon also photosynthesizes whenever a food source isn’t readily available.)

Umbreon, meanwhile, is much more of a carnivore than its cousins in that its diet consists almost entirely of meat. As a nocturnal, forest-dwelling pokémon in nature, it will often hunt for small, ground-dwelling pokémon and animals, particularly diurnal ones. It has no qualms raiding the nests of sleeping prey, in other words.

Glaceon will often consume whatever it can find in its colder, more arctic environment—usually seafood (for polar glaceon) or rabbits (for mountainous). Glaceon may also share territory with vaporeon, sometimes even hunting alongside them to take down larger prey (such as seals and even walruses).

Finally, Sylveon, like eevee, will eat whatever it can find in its environment but typically chooses prey it can lure into dark corners of its habitat and then devour.

Day Forty-One

-I am disappointed to have a seven hour shift on Halloween. I am grateful to have it in the morning, while the clowns are still at their day job.

-A woman came through my lane, excitedly purchasing Thanksgiving dinnerware and Christmas-themed candy, and completely missing the point. 

-I greeted a small child. The small child raised his dukes and began growling. I understand, as I would fight myself on sight too.

-Christmas items have overtaken the store, not even waiting until the body of Halloween was dead, let alone cold. I found mugs that came with their own snugly knit sweaters, though, so that made me feel a little better.

-I wish every guest a happy Halloween. nine out of every ten looked at me, utterly confused, somehow having managed to forget what the month of Spooktober led up to.

-I stuck my tongue out at a small child. The girl laughed, and began trying with all of her might to escape from her cart and crawl over my conveyor belt. My immediate thought was that I had become a sort of pied piper through sticking my tongue out. My next thought was that my first thought would undoubtedly get me arrested.

-A guest was at my register. Another guest walked by. A poster fell and hit the ground between them. I asked each if they had dropped it. Neither had. No one else was around. Target: The Hauntening has begun.

-I went to purchase several pads of Halloween stickers to hand out, as all that I had at my register today were Christmas stickers. My manager saw what I was doing and purchased them himself for me. This is truly a classic example of a Halloween miracle.

-A man entered my lane with a large lightsaber, a rabbit mask, and a plan.

-I would like to offer a shout-out to the middle-aged women who go all out for Halloween. I see you, in your light-up, sequined, embroidered, homemade Halloween garb, and I appreciate what you do.

-An old man with either a very long scar or a very deep wrinkle threw a large bag of candy onto my counter with what seemed to be all of his force. He then commented, hoping that the candy had not broken. His actions show a contradictory hope.

-Having just finished grocery shopping, a woman arrived for a Target shopping trip. Every five minutes, she would circle back to the front of the lanes to look out at the parking lot, to ensure that no one had stolen her groceries out of the back of her truck. I believe everyone deserves a person who cares about them as much as this woman cared about her frozen mixed vegetables.

-I opened a fresh roll of coins to discover a definitively blood-stained dime. The Poltergeist of Target strikes again.

-I asked a boy with a Rubik’s cube if he could solve it. He misheard me, and handed it to me solve for him. I was able to solve one layer before a guest came up behind him. This was the worst-case scenario, as I live for the opportunity to show off my pointless talents that I have spent too much of my life honing.

-The most adorable young girl let me in on a secret and told me that she was going to be a scarecrow tonight. I told her that I was sure she would be scary. Taken aback, she vowed to me that she would be the a very nice scarecrow. The world needs more scarecrows like her. 

-I managed to offend a woman by wishing her a happy Halloween. She informed me that I should instead wish guests a merry Christmas, as that is more Christian. The only reason I did not reply with a rousing, “H A I L   S A T A N” was out of concern for her frail, fun-hating heart.

Rare fantasy creatures 9/? Al-mi'raj

Al-mi'raj (Arabic: المعراج al-mi'raj) is a mythical beast from Arabic poetry said to live on a mysterious island called Jezîrat al-Tennyn within the confines of the Indian Ocean.[1] Its name can be broken up several different ways, though is generally seen truncated as Mi'raj, Mir'aj or just Miraj. Its name is also synonymous with Muhammad’s ascent into heaven.
It is a large, harmless-looking yellow rabbit with a single, 2-foot-long (0.61 m), black, spiraling horn protruding from its forehead, much like that of a unicorn

Narnia Imagine 1 : Wunderkind

Pairing : Peter Pevensie x Reader__________ Word Count : 3,128___________ REQUESTS ARE OPEN! DM me for a customised Narnia Imagine!__________ Tags: @pegasusdragontiger @aiaranradnay @bolontiku ___________________________________________ “You better be back by noon, princess. His Majesty will be far from pleased if you don’t attend the evening ball.” Pructiller, your best friend and the Advisor of the Royal Calormen Council, said to you, as you got ready to go. “I shall be back in a while. Cover up for me, will you, Pruc?” She nodded. “Good girl. Now, give me the key to my secret exit…” You grab the key, adjust your sword and bag, secure your daggers in place and tie your black turban and mask. You were set to do it. Once again. What you loved the most. But what was also your biggest secret. Your father, the Tisroc of Calormen, Emperor of the Tashbaan City, had forbidden you from hunting or going outside the castle, lest you were harmed. But you didn’t care. For what you did was far too noble to be scared about. You opened the door to the secret pathway in the basement, that led you outside the castle and quickly escaped its boundaries. You walked forward to a clearing, as usual and whistled loudly. As always, your favourite guy in the world, your black stallion, Samuel came galloping towards you, happiness evident in his whinny. “There, boy. Missed me, did you? Well, I’m sorry. I had to wait for Father to fall asleep. Now, let’s get to work, Sam!” You stroked his mane and he neighed, snorting and beckoning the saddle to be climbed. You climb on him and take the reins. In no time, he’s racing through the wind, making your black robes fly like a bird. It has always been the best feeling in the world to ride Sam, away from all the discipline and suffocation of the Castle, free and wild. You ride swiftly, until you reach the Market, where the traders and shopkeepers were howling their goods to sell. You scanned the Market completely and went around asking for the prices of commodities. They were fair and reasonable. So far so good. These folks saved their necks. You drifted into the deeper, darker parts of the Market. That’s when you heard it. A stifled scream that belonged to a child. Not again, you thought. Slave Traders. You gripped your dagger and tackled the traders from behind, knocking them unconscious. A faint little girl, half your age was crying and in chains, shivering with fear. You comforted her, freed her from the shackles and price tag they had put, and said to her, “Don’t worry, little one. Come on, I’ll get you out of here. You’ll be safe with me.” You led her out into the heart of the market and ask her where she lived. “I am Selena and I live very close to the Calormene Castle. My parents must be worried. What’s your name?” She asked, smiling calmly. “I’m Y/N, nice to meet you, Selena.” You said. Her eyes widened. “Are you the Princess? His Highness the Tisroc’s daughter? Princess Y/N? Rabadash’s sister?” You chuckled. “I am afraid not. I just share Her Highness’s name. I am a nomadic traveller.” She looked somewhat convinced and said, “I’ll make the journey from here, alone. Thank you for saving my life. Have a good day, Y/N.” She ran away before I could protest, sprinting in the direction of the Castle. “Strong girl” I said to myself. Just then, you heard someone hurling abuses at the shopkeeper and threatening to chop his head off. You walked towards that cart and saw that a thief was trying to scare the Pear Shop Owner. Your instincts kicked in and you jumped on him, keeping your sword at his neck and asked him, “You Scoundrel! Why do you dare to trouble these merchants?” You were sitting on his stomach and his masked face was terrified, by the look in his eyes. The Pear Merchant said, “Yes! Kill that fly already! He has no backbone!” “If I ever see you here again, I swear I’ll-” you were cut off because he had jumped up and pushed you to the wall, holding your neck and squeezing it. Your face went red with the sudden loss of air and your eyes were burning with hot tears. You panted, struggled to breath and get out of the thief’s hold, but you couldn’t. He was punching you repeatedly. You were not one to give up, so you tried to kick him, but in vain. Out of nowhere, an arrow came flying and pierced the Thief’s heart, his grip on you loosened and you collapsed on the ground, gasping for air and trying get the bloodrush out of your head. “Are you alright?” A soft, yet strong voice said to me, while I felt a hand on my shoulder. A man had just saved my life. And he was concerned about me. “Y- yes.. I’m fine. Thank you..” you said, slowly getting up and standing upright. That’s when you see him. A masked man, about five feet tall, having deep blue eyes and blonde hair (no hood or turban) was looking at you, concerned and expectantly. He was wearing what looked like Narnian hunting clothes and had a sword fastened to his body. His bow was still in his hand, the quilt of arrows on his back. His eyes wrinkled like he was smiling. “What in the name of Aslan, were you doing, m'lady? You could’ve got yourself killed.” He said, full of care. You replied, “Just trying to keep these people safe. And I’m guessing you’re doing that too.” You smiled a little. “Looks like I am. What’s your name?” He asked, childish curiosity in his eyes. “Y/N, and I’m not the Princess of Tashbaan. I just happen to have her name too.” You say, before he could ask. Phew. “Well, I didn’t know this place had a Princess, forget about knowing her name. I am Lucian, a traveller and hunter. I’ve never been here, Y/N.” He remarked, matter-of-fact-ly. “Aha… so, how long since you’ve lodged here?” You ask, suddenly curious to know a lot more about this charming man, whose presence stood out in your senses and made you feel different. “I arrived just this morning. I intend to meet the Tisroc and write books about his life, times and this very kingdom.” He said, sounding excited. You smiled to yourself, thinking about how silly it would be for a person to write about her father, being the insignificant, careless, vague and stupid person that he was. But you conclude, he’s probably heard a lot of rumours about your Father’s greatness, chivalry and splendour, all of which were false and spread only to lure travellers like this man. “That’s wonderful. I am a native of Calormen. Where are you from, Lucian? If you don’t mind telling me… why are you masked?” You asked, hesitantly. He bent his head, ruffled his hair and said, “For once, I’ve always wanted to stay anonymous. It gives you the freedom of being yourself, without being judged or recognised. I can afford to tell you though, I am a native of Narnia. Any more questions, Y/N?” Your heart resonates the feelings of freedom that he spoke about, which is exactly why you try to hide your identity. You say, “I must say, I agree with your idea of freedom. So much so, that it is also my reason to be masked. You said you were a hunter. I am not so bad at it, myself. Would you like to have a hunting contest with me?” He seemed hesitant and you added, “If it isn’t much trouble, if you’re unoccupied, that is.” “Oh… it would be a pleasure, Y/N. I love hunting. I was just thinking where we would hunt. It shall be fun, though.” He smiled through the veil and you replied, “I’ve beaten many champions here, Lucian. Better watch out.” “That remains to be seen, Y/N” he smirked and I could hear the overconfidence in his voice. “Let me go get my horse, then” he said, “meet me in the woods right next to the tombs.” You nodded and found yourself smiling at how well the day had been so far, and how you’d made a new friend, who was just like you._____________________ ***** _________________In a few minutes, you’re waiting at the entrance of the forest at Tombs, stroking Sam lovingly, when Lucian’s horse, a White stallion, comes galloping towards you from the west. You adjust your sword, daggers and arrows, waiting for him to speak to you. After getting down from his horse, Lucian says, “Your horse is magnificent, Y/N! Is he from the Royal Stables?” You reply, “Yes. In fact, he escaped from there. I’ve adopted him since then. He’s Samuel. And what do you call this beautiful stallion?” “SwanWhite” he said and I could hear him smile. “Suits him. Now, shall we begin our contest, Lucian?” You ask, challengingly. “Sure. I say, whoever hunts the larger beast wins. Yes?” He asks. “No. Whoever hunts the faster one wins.” You declare. “Wouldn’t disagree with that. Okay then, faster beast it is.” He concluded and we set out into the forest, looking for a beast. In half an hour, you find a large, non-talking rabbit in a bush and hunt it down. When you turn to climb on Sam and ride back to the entrance, a bear suddenly falls on you, ripping your turban apart and looking at you hungrily. SwanWhite comes in galloping and kicks the bear so hard, he moans in pain and falls far away from you with a loud thud. “Thank you, SwanWhite! Where’s Lucian?” You ask him, smiling widely. “Caught a really fast huge bear, Y/N! I win!” Lucian was heard saying, as he came running towards you, pulling the bear that had attacked you, now wounded with by Lucian’s sword. “I guess you do.” You say and chuckle loudly, looking at SwanWhite happily. A strong gust of wind ripped your veil apart and your face was exposed, leaving your frizzy black hair loose and you terrified. Lucian was looking at you like a child looking at a rainbow. His eyes light up, a hint of awe in them and he smiles, looking at the terror on your face. “You’re beautiful, Y/N. Don’t let that fear make you look funny.” He laughed, a hearty, joyous laugh, that made your heart flutter and your stomach droopy. “Show me who you are, Lucian. Now that you’ve seen my face, I would like to see yours.” You insisted. “Sure. No problem at all.” He untied the veil that was covering his face and the next moment, you realise you’re looking at the most handsome man you’ve ever laid your eyes on. His deep blue eyes and blonde hair were just the beginning. His nose looked well-crafted, his cheeks faintly blushed, beautiful pink lips, and a sharp jawline. He looked like someone had carved a perfect sculpture. You smiled. “Now that we’ve seen each other, shall we talk more about ourselves?” He asked, flirtatiously. “Of course. You’re very good-looking, Lucian. You’re well built for a traveller.” You wink, smiling widely. He walks towards you and holds your shoulders. You look up at him, smiling and notice the adorable dimples he gets. You swoon over his stunning face. His eyes wrinkle when he smiles, which makes him look even more endearing. “I’ve never seen a girl this brave, yet this beautiful. You seem to be the one every man would love to have. Would you like to be friends with me, Y/N?” Your heart was racing at the proximity you shared with him. His earnest eyes were emanating honesty and yearning. “I thought we were already friends, Lucian. Well, then let me confirm it. It would be my pleasure to make you my friend, officially.” You smirked, smiling at his happily grinning face. “Wonderful. I must confess I want it to be more than friendship, but for now, this is good enough. Listen Y/N, I have some urgent business to attend to. I better hurry and get ready for that. I’ll meet you tomorrow right here. Until then, goodbye Y/N. It was such an amazing time I had with you. Take care, gorgeous.” He hugged you gently and let you go, which you wish he’s never done. This was new to you. Being made to feel cared about, appreciated, beautiful and special, not merely because you were a princess, but because of the girl that you truly are, was the best feeling in the world. You smiled gratefully and said, “Of course, Lucian. Good luck with your job! Thank you for making my day! Take care. I’ll meet you tomorrow. Bye, sweetheart.” He stroked your hair playfully and patted your shoulder, walking away, climbed on SwanWhite and galloped away, making your hear soar with a whole lot of mixed feelings. You climbed onto Sam, smiling widely and all the while thinking about Lucian, and absentmindedly rode to your castle, reluctant to attend the ball your father had held in the evening._______________ *****____________________ “You look absolutely gorgeous, your majesty. Here, let me just style your hair a little bit more.” Your royal maid, Bela was saying. But you were not in this world. You weren’t paying attention at all. Your mind was flying around in happiness and memory of the gallant charming man, who had hugged you in the afternoon. Your eyes yearned to see him again, to talk to him. Lucian. “Her Majesty, the ball is about to commence. Let us escort you to the Ball.” Pructiller said, shaking you out of your daydream. “Oh… okay. Let us go.” You replied, hurriedly getting up and wearing your ball shoes. As you were escorted by three royal maids, down the staircase of the palace into the Ballroom, you heard trumpets hooting and drums beating. Nothing new, for you were used to this. Kings, princes and high officials were always escorted and introduced with lots of noise and grandeur. You sighed in disgust, as you had to now fake being happy and put up a smiling face for the men and women in the Ball, though neither you knew them, nor did they. Your anonymous life was much much better than this, you thought. Your purple dance dress fleets were flowing around you and your face had been decorated by Narnian Powder and Colours. Narnian perfume had been sprayed onto you. As you entered the Ballroom, an old dwarf was heard announcing, “Behold! Make way for His Majesty, High King Peter the Magnificent, Emperor of the Lone Islands, Lord of Cair Paravel, Sir Peter Wolfsbane, Knight of the Most Noble Order of the Lion!” All heads, including the Highest Order Men and Women standing in the Ballroom, turned in the direction of the door, from where a richly dressed party of soldiers were escorting the High King of Narnia. You had heard the marvellous stories of his bravery, chivalry and appearance, that he had defeated The White Witch and his reign was so rightfully called “The Golden Age Of Narnia”. The Pevensies were indeed the most influential kinsmen in the whole of Narnia. In fact, he was the only person you were not disgusted about meeting in person, you were looking forward to it. “Well, hullo there, Ladies!” Your joker of a brother, Rabadash had scared you by shouting at you and your maids from behind. He was looking absolutely hideous and funny in the stupid neon pink dress that he had worn. The jewels were not matching with his attire too. What a revolting taste of fashion. One of your maids, Yubusi smiled and clapped like a child. She had always been a huge admirer of Rabadash, so much so that she worshipped him. “Now shall be gracing your palace, is Queen Susan the Gentle, Her Majesty, Queen of Narnia, Owner Of the Mighty Horn Of Aslan!” The dwarf announced, and you looked at the arriving party of maids and the Queen. Rabadash’s eyes seemed to light up furiously, and when you looked at Queen Susan, you could tell why. She was fierce and beautiful, a combination rare to find in a queen. Her eyes gleamed with the thirst for knowledge and she smiled gracefully, yet full of royalty at the Ballroom audience. My brother was not wrong to be smitten by her. She was stunning. Just then, you turned your head to look at The High King, and your eyes were suddenly so wide open, they threatened to pop out of your skull. You saw him. *************The High King was none other than the gallant young man, Lucian!!!************ He had hidden his identity from you under the name Lucian and fooled you into believing him. You had been called Beautiful and hugged by The High King Of Narnia, Peter Pevensie, the Magnificent, himself. His eyes found yours, and for a moment he looked confused and bewildered. Then, it came to him and he smiled triumphantly at you. I am your King, his eyes seemed to say. Mischief and amusement in his eyes were a contrast to the Shock and excitement in your eyes. “And I, His Highness, Tisroc of Tashbaan, Emperor of the Calormene Kindgom, take immense pride in introducing the gathering to my most beautiful daughter, Lady of the Tashbaan Forests, and Royal Poetess of the Calormene Council, Princess Y/N of Calormene Dynasty!” Your father waved his hand at you in show, announcing your presence to all. Rabadash’s face went from love-struck to full of anger and jealousy, as you climb the stairs to the Royal Dias and stand in full view of the audience. “You forgot to say, ‘The most charming woman in the world’, Your Highness, the Tisroc!” Lucian, rather now, High King Peter exclaimed, standing up from his guest throne and smiling at you, like you were the only thing in this world, worthy to be looked at. You blushed and remarked, “His Majesty, the High King surely rules all the hearts there are to be conquered.” “What are we waiting for?! Let the dance begin! Your Majesty, The Magnificent, whom would you like to choose as your lucky consort for the evening?!” The Tisroc asked, excitedly. “I think we all know the answer, Your Highness. It would make me lucky beyond words to be able to dance with your daughter, the Charming Y/N!” Peter said, flirtatiously eyeing you. “The pleasure is all mine, Oh High King!” You replied, cockily. “Call me Pete, dear Y/N” And you both danced the night away, smiling and forgetting the world around you. For as you held each other, you could see entire constellations in his eyes. And he saw the Universe in yours.

Originally posted by omginutilidades


“The haul that was almost my downfall bc i frickin bEEPED IN MÖNSOON GDI!!”
On the upside i prefer this haul to my last one☺️

• Large unicorn gift bag - £4.50
• Large Peter Rabbit gift bag - £3.75
• Small gift bag - £3.50
• Father’s Day card (absent) - £3.00
• Birthday card - £2.25
• Cello shredded tissue - £2.00
• Silver shell pen - £8.00

• Patricia Rose spring duvet set - £65.00
• Clean Cotton Yankee candle - £19.95

• White cotton dress - £69.00
• Seaspray and cotton candle - £17.00

🍰Total: £132.95🍰

The Father’s Day card is absent bc i got it for my mum to give to my grandfather. The Pàperchase stuff is to wrap my commissions in - i’m selling my own framed botany art n i’m rly excited about it!!☺️🌸🌹🌼
This was my first time lïfting at Pëarsons n i’m sooo pleased bc i’ve been looking for nice stuff for my new place!❤️❤️ turns out it’s fairly easy pickings
If u want the story of moi beeping, it’s here:

One of the Dwarves

Title: One of the Dwarves 

Summary: Being a human in a company of dwarves means you are the odd person out.  But luckily for you, Kili is willing to offer you some pointers to make you one of the dwarves…or it isn’t so lucky when he decides to use his power for a prank… 

Warnings: Slight violence.  Pranking.

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Originally posted by thesedwarvesarekilinme

Being the human in the group was hard, especially with a group of dwarves.  They weren’t exactly the most trusting people to begin with, especially with other races.  Hey, at least you weren’t an elf.  

But even still, the group was always a little distant with you.  You and poor Bilbo.  But after a while, some of them warmed up to him, but not you.  You tried a couple different things, just trying to strike up conversation and such, but no dice.  

The only one who was truly friendly with you was Kili.  Fili, by association would chat with you as well, but he was a bit quiet one to begin with, which left Kili as your only ‘in’ with the dwarves.  After a long discussion with him one night, he had decided to help you earn favor with the others.  

“Do not fret, Y/n. Listen to me, and you will be their favorite human in all of Middle Earth!”  That was the exact phrase Kili spoke to you.  He seemed so confident, so honest, so why not trust him?

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d6-da-maniac  asked:

Hi! Sorry to bother but I have a young rook in a large rabbit cage right now. It's thickly feathered but definitely can't fly, it was stuck in the middle of the street and it's a very cat-rich area so i took the bird in. None of the animal shelters in the area can take him, do you know how i can take care of him? Parents are still hovering around. Wish i could just set it in the yard so the parents could raise it from there but i have a dog there.

Call a wildlife rehabber. It’s very likely that it’s illegal in your area for you to keep it, if you’re in the US, and it’s important that he not get too habituated to human presence so he really needs to be cared for by professionals. 

werewterrefgrin  asked:

What injuries have you gotten from rabbits?

Three deep gashes from the centre of my left palm down to my wrist.

I was trying to pick up a large and unhappy rabbit from the table, and at the same time he decided to take a flying leap for freedom. So while he’s trying to leap his hind foot connects with my left hand, slicing the palm.

Took almost two weeks for those wounds to stop stinging every time I washed my hands, which is a lot working in a clinic.