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threefeline · 2 years
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i dont know what they are but they are trouble
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troncelliti · 5 months
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absurdreverie · 1 year
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a devil bunny listening to the song Devil Bunnies-
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prokopetz · 7 days
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I keep trying to come up with a metroidvania upgrade gimmick that's even dumber than stuff like Hollow Knight requiring you to spend a charm slot to see your location on the map, or Rebel: Trasmute making it possible to unequip your own HUD (i.e., thereby removing your health bar from the screen), but always come back to the fact that in the original PC version of Bunny Must Die! Chelsea and the 7 Devils, the opening room has to be completed while exclusively walking to the left because you need a specific upgrade to be able to walk to the right. This is a game from 2006, and the bit had already reached its ultimate form – I genuinely can't think of anywhere to go from there.
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heartfullofleeches · 2 months
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Kai, the lovely seahorse house spouse that he is, is walking out pregnant for sure
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(That Beach is gonna look white by the time they're done.....)
Bunny Alien Darling: Ah! Greetings, earth creature! I have been searching the galaxy for suitable mates and as such, I have heard many tale of how certain crowds from your world can be. Would you happen to know any beings who'd consent to vigorous rounds of breeding with an extraterrestrial? I must give a fair warning that fluids from those like me tend to be rather.... potent even when mixed with other species.
Kaimana: ... Would you excuse me for a moment? [Runs over to the nearest lifeguard station and grabs a megaphone]
Kaimana: Everyone off the beach right now! I repeat, get off the beach!
[Kai runs back over to Bunny Darling, brushing his hair out of his face as he leans on their shoulder]
Kaimana: I may know one person.....
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wolfertinger666 · 7 months
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(another old art)
bunny suit🐇 (he/him for both)
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mleelunsford · 5 months
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Sunday from my older comic Speak of the Devil in a bunny suit!
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atomic-chronoscaph · 6 months
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Bettie Page (1954)
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ryanarmoberly · 5 months
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devourable · 6 months
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yandere gym bunny x gn reader smut ;; dom yan/sub reader, risky/public setting, use of sex toys (app controlled vibrator), praise, dacryphilia, mommy kink? (only said once), reader referred to as baby and doll
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the buzzing is so fucking loud. people had to know what was going on, right?
you trembled violently as you tried to finish your reps, staring daggers at valentina as she chatted with someone across the gym. it had became a habit of hers, to pretend to be busy elsewhere simply so she could watch you struggle as she toyed with you from afar. the sight of her on her phone, no doubt messing with the app that controlled the vibrator she had stuffed you with, all while chatting away with her friend made your skin burn.
an excruciating jolt of pleasure buckled your knees and nearly sent you to the ground, involuntarily gritting your teeth to keep yourself from crying out — a punishment from tina for pausing during your workout for too long. you managed to just barely choke down your moans, but the noises that you couldn't keep from slipping past your lips still drew concerned glances from other patrons. you were making a scene! it was so humiliating!
you could hear your girlfriend's sadistic giggle from across the gym when she amped up the bullet's power. you couldn't move, could barely breathe — the only thing you could focus on was the feeling of your painfully sensitive walls being assaulted by waves of intense vibrations. all you could do was lean and squirm against the lifting equipment you were sat on, silently praying that you wouldn't make a mess in your shorts in front of everyone.
it felt like hours had passed before she finally returned to your side. you could barely focus on her words, but you could pick up that she was feigning worry and gently tutting at you for 'pushing yourself too hard'. just loud enough to keep the few that had picked up on your odd behavior from bothering you. she gathered you up in her arms and led you away from the main part of the gym.
thank god the pool room was empty. the second valentina had closed and locked the door behind the two of you, you had to hold onto her, unable to stop the tears from cascading down your face.
"m-mmommy," you sobbed, curling up against tina's chest. "'s too much! please make it stop, i-i can't—"
you cried and cried, whimpering against your girlfriend as she held you close. your pleas mostly fell on deaf ears — she was listening to you, of course, but she just couldn't bring herself to act on your needs. you were just so cute when you cried for her.
valentina gently held your face in her hands, drinking in your ruined form.
"you're doing so good, baby," she cooed, leaning down to your ear to give you a playful nip. "sweet lil' thing. want me to make it stop?"
she was already stooping down to her knees in front of you when you rapidly nodded, unable to stop yourself from panting in anticipation as tina left a trail of sticky, lip gloss laden kisses down your neck, collar, any exposed skin her lips could find on her way down. her hands slid beneath your shorts. the way you trembled as you stood, desperately pressing you thighs together to try and keep the unrelenting pleasure from overwhelming you was enough to get valentina biting her bottom lip.
"look at you, dripping for me~" she purred, her gaze hungrily running over your newly exposed flesh as she pulled your shorts down to your knees. "fuck, you're soaking. you like it when people watch, don't you? didn't know i was dating a little perv."
you couldn't hold back the choked moan she pulled from you as her fingers gently worked their way into you, that overwhelming heat burning in your stomach once again when she prodded at and pulled the vibrating black bullet out of you at a painstakingly slow pace. she savored the way you involuntarily bucked your hips, watching you watch her with that desperate look in your eye, fighting so hard to stop from getting too loud and alerting anyone as to what the two of you were up to.
you tried to speak again, but the feeling of valentina gently nipping the skin of your inner thigh made you gasp.
"be quiet for me," she muttered, the feeling of her breath between your legs making you tremble. "you're so perfect. you can keep it up a bit longer, can't you?"
you honestly didn't think you had much of a choice in the matter. but you couldn't help the small flush of satisfaction that her pleased smile brought you when you nodded.
"that's my doll," she purred, her tongue coming out to meet your wet, sensitive flesh. "let me make you feel real good."
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streetdevil96 · 1 year
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BLADE+BLADE = HOVERBOARD? -> [SKILL UNLOCK : HOVERBLADE]
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plusie · 9 months
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videoreligion · 11 months
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Sinthia The Devils Doll (1970)
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sleepimali · 1 year
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Some lore for these babies from my comicverse:
Stove bunnies (or braskaniner in Swedish) used to be a massively popular pet back in the day in the Devil in the Details universe due to them being friendly to humans and being able to control their flames, so they would be great to cuddle for warmth in the colder seasons. On top of that, they quite enjoy living in people's wood burning stoves, which was a huge help for heating and cooking.
If you want to take care of a stove bunny however, just don't mistreat them or the people they love. If they get angry, they can and will burn your house down. For safety, if you see one of these little guys start turning blue: Run! That means they're incredibly angry. (But this is thankfully extremely rare.)
With that said, there's another fact about them that perhaps is a bit counterintuitive, which is that they also are excellent guards against accidental fires. You see, they enjoy consuming flammable things because it strengthens their own internal energy - and for that reason they're also happy to consume actual fire.
Nowadays, with magic being an every day tool for humans, as well as times changing, the practicality of having this cute fiery rabbit around has greatly diminished. But people still love having them around as pets and familiars.
(PS! If you want these as an A5 print and sticker set, as well as getting a personalised doodle, you can get them by subscribing to the Big Dreamer tier on my Patreon ❤️)
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fallowfrog · 26 days
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easter? i hardly know her
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bunnystalker · 4 months
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everything is blue
you're vergil's "something blue."
cw; lingerie mention, established relationship, canon compliant, vergil is a cat, somewhat needy vergil, this is not a full fic just something i thought of earlier, powder blue is such a good color, sex mentioned but not described, i love 40 year olds (vergil is 43)
a/n; dear god the dmc brain rot has started... fear not! i will still be a resident evil account, just with some... extras here and there. btw i finished 3 & 1 in two days... tryhard who? i might make a dante version of this too! this will officially be my vergil divider i think!
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blue. that's what reminds you of vergil- blue. deep, navy blue. sometimes a shade of indigo. if you asked him, he'd tell you that associating someone with a color is odd and something he would never do. it's silly, he'd insist, and not something he really cares for.
or so he says.
unbeknownst to you, he's decided that you are light blue. specifically powder blue, not quite baby blue, and not exactly periwinkle- powder blue.
whenever he buys you something, it's always that exact shade. you don't notice until lady points it out to you one day, after you've told her about something vergil has, once again, bought for you (an irresponsible spender, it seems, but he'd give the world for you.)
"that sounds cute," she says, leaning into the old couch cushions behind her back. the entire damned piece of furniture is old, so it's no surprise that she inadvertently sinks into your side.
"yeah, it is." you nod, leaning into her, too.
"what color?"
"blue. like a baby blue, sort of." you say and she hums.
"weird," she comments.
"why is that weird?"
"he always buys you blue stuff. like he's claiming you with a color or something." she shrugs, which moves your shoulder, too.
"huh…" everything vergil has ever gotten you- lingerie, skirts, shirts, little charms for your lanyard, the lanyard itself, bracelets with aquamarine, even some earrings with the same stone. when you ask him what color to get on your nails, he always says the same color- powder blue. you wonder if it's his way of staking a claim. he's never been outright possessive, never told you to your face that you belong to him or that you're his in every single way, inside and out.
truthfully, you'd never thought he was wired that way. maybe it's a demon thing, and part of you wants to assume it is, but it's not like you're dumb. you've dated other men before vergil, much to his dismay, and you know how they can be. maybe, when indulging in sins of the flesh, he's not so different. his touches are never less than gentle, especially when it came to the early stages of your relationship. they were very chaste, then, never below the belt until you told him you were ready. he was gentle, then, too.
he's extra affectionate when you're actually wearing the blue things he gave you- maybe one of the skirts he bought you, or the thigh-highs he nervously gave you to wear, too. even the jewelry has him touchy. like a cat, he'd press himself against your side, one hand on your thigh, thumbing the hem of your skirt somewhat obsessively as you pay attention to your phone instead of him, still holding his arm. his stormy grey eyes would be a little more blue, his pupils dilated some. pouty lips would find your cheek, your temple, your hair, anything to get you to pay attention to him without him needing to ask. maybe your theory was right.
not to mention the one day you wore red to work, he looked like somebody stomped on his heart. to anyone else, the crease between his brows was the same, the pout his lips were always in didn't change, but to you, he was sulking majorly. realistically, he knew he didn't control you, but some darker, inner parts
it's not his fault. ever since you two began dating, he'd had this obsession with seeing you decked out in his color, even though he knew it was silly.
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