hi there! i'm bunny, welcome to my blog! ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ 🖤

she/they | 27 | british | anti ai, anti censorship, disgusting lefty links: ao3 | writing tag i write smut, dark fics, fluff, and more for the 141 and gabriel reyes.

ongoing series:

🖤 - nobody does it like you do (john price x reader)

🖤 - collars and cages (soap mactavish x reader)

🖤 - CoD 26

🖤 - CoD 24/25

🖤 - CoD 23

hello!! thank you, will check out the cafe bcs I do love some pastries and such :3

and agonizing over the absolute state of my dash. but that's a separate mess.

kissing you on the mouf, you're the cutest sweetest nastiest piglet in the whole world xoxo

I don't live in Helsinki, but I really enjoy the museums there whenever I visit! And Kauppatori (the market square) is a really lovely place to visit in the summer and enjoy some fresh strawberries and other seasonal treats.

I hope you enjoy your visit!

PROTECT THE FAZER CHOCOLATE ITS NOT SAFE IM GONNA EAT IT ALL!!!

ooh is there any museum in particular you love most? will def check out kauppatori!!

yes!! one of my bffs is finnish!!

spending the week, with a couple days in helsinki if you have any tips please! 🙏

were going to check out laguuni mustikkamaa, and maybe linnanmäki?

hi sweet nonny! going to put my response and whining under a readmore, tw for suicidal ideation, depression etc

im sorry youre also a depression city resident :(

tysm for your kindest of words <3

Whenever I pull myself out of this pit of depression, which will honestly probably be never, so I guess when the storm abates just a little bit!

I do have a few WIP blurbs I need to work on, but outside that, honestly nothing is grabbing me right now that doesn't feel too overwhelming to face in some way or another. Still battling with the fact I am incapable of keeping things short, lmao.

there was this fic i was looking for that i lost. i think you wrote it?? it was a ghost x reader fic about reader being ghost's penpal until he broke out to visit reader n i loved it so much but i can't find it :((

hope ur day is goin ok

fandom ones? not really! i have a twitter i barely use (@bun_omi) and discord, which you can dm me for if you like, or you could join the 141 recon discord server and find me and other cool people there but i only post my fic stuff here and ao3 and dont really engage with it outside of those and discord. i use my personal insta/fb for craft stuff and memes :3

might start writing chamber valorant fanfiction.

yes gentlefriend, i do!

he's different now. 

gone for months with not a single word—a text, a call, a flying visit. nothing. he became a ghost, a whisper in the wind.

he's different now—eyes darker, rimmed with the evidence of his sleepless nights and endless turmoil, beard thick and full and hair that's growing shy of the clippers.

you let him in with a gentle smile and open arms, all forgiven—a kind heart unknowing, unaware of how it's to be devoured. 

he's different, and it's nothing like before, the way his hands grip your skin like he's trying to hurt you, like he means to make his touch stick, his aggression known.

you're willing, not that it feels like it, not with the way he holds you down, wrenches your legs open, forces himself inside. no kisses or cooed words, no coaxing out your juices or teasing until you sigh.

he's different, the cuts still line his brow and gunpowder still clings to his skin. bigger, broader than before, or maybe that's just his presence.

you have no idea what you've let back into your life, a murderer tried and true — pre-meditated, cold-blooded, outside the theatre of war. john price was a killer before, but now he's too far gone.

he's different now, his own little found family fractured, no, broken. one dead and buried, one turned against him, one led astray following in his footsteps. 

so all he has is you, untainted, clean, or rather, tainted only by him. under his control, unwavering loyalty, no questions asked.

he's so different, the way he ruts into you like he's nothing more than an animal, uses you like you're nothing more than a warm, wet hole.

you lay there and take it as john rapes you into submission, relishes in the act, another line crossed and a notch on his belt of things he can never take back. 

he's different, irrevocably changed by the part of him that died along with shepherd, that was lost forever when his LT turned on him.

I asked him again and he said

"need you to be good for me, love, let me take care of you after like gentleman should, hmm?"