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bonthebunny-lol · 2 months
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HAII-
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When I was a lad, and FNaF 2 was being teased--I saw Toy Bonnie, assumed she was gonna be a girl, and refused to believe otherwise. Even when it was confirmed that she was a 'guy', I just...ignored that, because I knew what being trans was, and I was like "That's what TB is! She's trans!" (100% HC many robos as trans, and enby at this time, but TB was the one I thought about the most.) It's a bit silly of me, I know, but to this day I can't see Toy Bonnie as anything but a lovely trans lady. ♡
(I’ll be using they/them to refer to TB in this post as I don’t want to enforce my headcanons and disrespect yours by using He and I also don’t want to disrespect my own headcanons by using She, so I thought They would be a happy, genderneutral middle ground!!)
Not silly at all!! I completely understand the mindset! Looking back onto my attitude to TB as a child I always thought that they were a man who liked to present femme as TB was confirmed as a man and I didn’t like going against what Scott confirmed because I was a die hard theorist which meant following what was presented in canon to a T or be humiliated by the at the time 20 year olds in the fandom; but I feel nowadays that I headcanon them as nonbinary as I’ve noticed some of the ways I present myself matches their own and I’m sorta questioning myself again atm but ig the closest label for me would be genderfluid! Anyways enough about me-
You’re completely valid!! It’s been so nice in recent years seeing all the lgbtq rep people such as yourself have been applying to the robos!! As a trans person who kins a few characters it’s so heartwarming because I know that if it was like this when I was younger I probably wouldn’t of been in the closet so long and in a love-hate relationship with myself so just knowing that there’s someone out there who’ll look at a character they love, like yourself with TB and them being a trans woman in your eyes, it almost makes the struggle of being a trans kid worth it cause it makes the overall acceptance of HCs like this more accepted in the community, especially by our cishet allies.
Thank you for sharing anon!! I’m sure you’re not the only one. Similarly to Mangle and Funtime Foxy, there’s been plenty of speculation to do with their genders as well as TB so I doubt there’s a lack of people who think similar-mindedly!
- mod bon
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konigsblog · 4 months
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What about simon punishing you for being a brat by ruining your precious sleep and fucking you awake? :3
(i love your writing and can’t get enough of it !! )
(thank you, i'm glad you're enjoying my work :3)
tw: noncon, somnophillia, brat taming
you'd been misbehaving, ignoring him and being ignorant to his demands and orders. you'd left him with a hard boner, calling him ‘perverse’ for trying to grind up against you, and spitting at him for complaining about your stupid, rude behaviour.
you were awoken when you felt the impact of his broad, thick hips against your tight ass, rocking into your slicken folds, filling and stuffing your dripping cunt with his huge, veiny shaft while you whimper sleepily, dizzy and lightheaded, numb between your thighs. you begin squirming and wriggling as he pumps his fat, wet cock into your tight hole.
“quit movin’, this’ is your punishment, baby.” he grumbles hoarsely, spanking your tight ass painfully and harshly, causing your eyes to widen with shock, finally awake and aware. you cried softly into your pillow, unable to stimulate your clit because simon was holding your wrists behind your back, being cruel with his punishment as he finally got that desired release...
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folklore-girl · 5 months
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this pain wouldn’t be
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for evermore.
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moonshynecybin · 1 month
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prompt #3: not actually a prompt but i wanna loop em together. how did none of you ask me about his ARM cmonnnn
"Does anyone have the balls to actually talk to you about it?" Vale says, speaking slowly, almost whispering. Marc's hair is in the way as he talks, face tucked under Vale's chin.
Marc shrugs. Only one shoulder moves.
"They know… They know not to bring it up if I don’t."
"What?" Vale asks. That doesn't sound right. But Marc keeps going:
"It’s easier that way. I can manage it— Ask someone if I need anything. But this way I don’t have to deal with everyone asking me. I decide."
"Maybe you shouldn’t be deciding." Vale says. Marc being the only one in charge of his body means that racing is going to take the priority.
Marc lets out a sound that intends to be a scoff— but it comes out wetter, uglier. Thick with an emotion he can’t help but let escape. He squirms a little against Vale, uncomfortable.
"I am taking the risk, I am the one on the bike. It’s my body, I know my limits."
Vale hums. "I don’t think you do," He says, not unkindly.
"What?" Marc's turn to be confused. He blinks. From this angle, Vale can just see his eyelashes, the way they flutter against his cheekbones. He smooths a thumb over the skin of Marc's arm, tracing against the edges of his bandage, feels him relax a little. It takes a few seconds to find the words.
"I think you crash until you find the limit. That’s what you do. And I think that you are not a motorbike, so you cannot be doing this all the time. You are not a machine or a tool, Marc— if you break yourself there’s not a guarantee the doctors can always fix you."
It's clear Vale's words hit something in him, knock against some long held belief that's recently been mangled by the reality of his injury. Marc curls in on himself, presses hard into the fabric of Vale's t-shirt, and Vale is suddenly, violently glad that they chose not to do this face to face. That he doesn’t have to see the way the scaffolding of Marc’s face is collapsing as he tries not to cry.
His body shudders, a leaf in the wind. When he talks, its taught and thin, scraped raw.
"I am afraid— I am afraid it will not be how it was," Marc says.
"It won’t.” Vale replies, and he feels like he wants to burn down the world. He hates that he hasn't been here, that Marc has had to deal with this alone. That they weren't speaking when the injury happened. That he had to get updates on Marc from fucking instagram. That he couldn’t convince Marc not to race, not to rush recovery, not to open that sliding door. Anything to prevent this— Marc, cracked open against him, chest heaving.
A terrible thought occurs to him, and he remembers abruptly and with horrific clarity when he broke his leg in 2010. How he came back months early, against the wishes of his doctor. How he lost the title anyways— how it was for nothing.
And he remembers Marc, aged 15 and frame too small, coming up to him in an oversized Honda polo, a model car cradled in his skinny fingers. Two years before Vale’s leg. Marc had been watching.
Was he always like this? Did you make him worse?
Marc shudders in a sniff, exhausted. It’s almost time for his next round of pain meds, and he must be feeling it.
Vale gathers him as close as he can, careful not to disturb his arm. There's nothing he can do about that right now.
He can try. It might not do much, this late, with everything that’s happened. With their history. With Marc’s arm the way that it is. But he can try.
“It won’t be the same, Marc— but that. That doesn’t mean it won’t be okay.”
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americana111 · 8 months
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exile by taylor swift is one of the best songs ever. idc if you don’t like taylor, please listen.
“i gave so many signs.”
“so many signs”
“you didn’t even see the signs”
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shima-draws · 4 months
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BON-CHAN…
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rain-raindr0ps · 2 months
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It’s him, the kranken
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lil-shiro · 8 months
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Lance’s post-quali interview for Canal+
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bonthebunny-lol · 14 days
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Hi:>
Hello :p
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pspsps michael kins, elizabeth (Eliza) and evan, you are all amazing. source: dude trust me i kin yalls ancient furry father. this is simply the Truth
I also king the ancient furry father (William) and I agree!! I think I speak for all Williams when I say that you three are the best thing to ever happen to us other than mrs afton <33
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konigsblog · 4 months
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threesome action with shy, quiet female reader, ghost and soap? 😫💦🤪
you're so quiet, so meek and shy when you're around your two teammates, you assume they don't know about your dirty, fucked up and twisted fantasies. how you'd love for them to ruin and brutalise your body...
or at least you think they don't know.
you're so unaware, so vulnerable, and so, so stupid to think they wouldn't know. you don't know how they've planted cameras all around your office and barracks, catching you fingering yourself whilst moaning their names softly through breathless moans.
simon is cautious, he doesn't want to get caught fucking his teammate. meanwhile soap is playful and adventurous, he's more excited and infatuated with the idea of ruining your body, to fulfill your depraved desires... it takes some convincing, but soon enough, simon is taking part in johnny's plan.
your back bare and sweaty with ropes of cum spurted up your back. johnny's large and calloused hands grip your tight ass firmly, fat and flesh spilling from his fingers, with his veiny dick stuffed into your tight, slick cunt. simon grips your jaw, keeping it slack and open as he continues to throat fuck you, demanding for you to tell them what a slag you are — how gross you are. he wants to hear his shy, little teammate cry softly, telling him how much of a slut she is.
your cunt tightens around johnny's shaft, breathing heavily like a dog and crying out when simon eases back down your sore throat, demanding answers from you. “go on, tell us what a slag y’are...” he pushes further down your throat, listening to your muffled cries and gags as he pinches your nostrils, attempting to force it out of you.
you slap his thigh to push him away from your mouth, tears staining your cheeks. you hiccup a soft whimper as johnny fucks harder into you, the sound of his laboured breathing audible.
“..‘m jus’ a slut for you’s...” you whine, sulking and looking up at simon as johnny drags your orgasm out of you. your eyelids heavy from exhaustion and lust as you latch onto johnny's dick, your walls spamming around his girth as you squirt, cumming down his cock. simon strokes his thick dick, the head of his girth drooling before he spurts his hot release all over your face, slapping your cheek harshly and painfully before sliding down your throat again. :(
too bad you're just a shy, little thing obeying your superiors. :((
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everyryuujisuguro · 3 months
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bonnie-bug · 1 year
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a c̸̟̆r̶̻͘ë̷̥́e̴̠̍p̴̙̏y̷̙͊ little boy with c̷̭͂ȓ̴͖ẻ̴͕e̸̱͐p̶̟̐y̶̜̐ little powers
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shima-draws · 4 months
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BON-CHAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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kadens-a-bee · 3 months
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WALTEN FILES ENJOYERS HOW ARE WE FEELING!!!!!!
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