• Hi hiiii I'm Bramblebunnie!! Bramble or Bunnie work just fine
• 22 yr old enby who has too many plot ideas runnin round my head
• All pronouns work, but I default to They/it
ㅤㅤI write drabbles and ficlets based on whatever catches my interest! Current fandom fixation is CoD:MW, but might do others in the future =w=
ㅤㅤNEVER use my work for AI! Chatbots, ChatGBT, whatever, NEVER put my work into AI! If you do, may both sides of your pillow be warm and slightly damp!
However! Feel free to take inspiration from my works to write your own! Whether it be something with a similar idea, or even just writing your own continuation of it! I just ask you tag me, so I can come see it too lmao
ㅤㅤSome of what I write is NSFW and Smut, so MINORS DNI🔞! I am not responsible if you decide to ignore my warning and see something you don't like!
#bramble rambles << my drabble and ficlet tag • #bunnie squeaks, #bunnie asks << my non-fic posts • #masterlist << my masterlist posts
The concept of ghost breaking his arm and betting put on medical leave, finally having to stay in his nearly-abandoned apartment.
Which also means he has to listen to you for the first time since you've moved in two months ago. You, some musician who seems intent on playing your viola at the most innoprotune times of day. Ghost wakes up to the sounds of sonata no. 14 and falls asleep to your improvised works.
At first its torture for him, he's not used to music when he spends half his time crawling through nature with a rifle in hand. Ghost can't do anything other than stare at ceiling at night and quietly note when your improvised notes slowly start to come along ina proper symphony.
It's not an issue until ghosts sixth night on base after a full recovery that he realizes he can't fucking sleep without your music. Your music, that you completely composed yourself. Ghost can't fucking sleep.
Which is how you end up with your giant, terrifying neighbor knocking on your door with the most exhausted expression on his face, pleading for a recording of your music.
...ghost refuses to tell anyone, but he listens to the song every night and demands a new recording whenever he notices even a slight change in notes.
Simon only has one emergency contact, and it's you. The two of you have lived together for five years now, so if anything happened to him, you would need to know. He'd always assumed you would only get a call that he had died in combat, not this.
"Si? Hey, baby... It's me, you're okay." Simon grunts in acknowledgment, heart rate still spiking the monitor beside him. "Hey, eyes on me."
"Did they call you?"
"Well, yeah... That's what an emergency contact is." You tease, taking his hand and giving it a squeeze. "Your captain, he thinks we're dating."
"Are we?" Simon croaks, turning a little in the bed so he could face you. "We live together. Go on trips together. Don't date anyone else. I always choose you when it comes to hanging out with others." He rambles, eyes wandering down to your hand in his.
"You aren't in love with me. And, while I love you, I'm not in love with you." You rub your thumb across his knuckles. "There's also no one else I'd get out of bed for at three in the morning. We don't have to name it. I just know I love you."
Simon squeezes your hand back with a steady smile growing on his face. "I love you too."
Simon Riley’s never thought that before—but now they’re barreling down his driveway, barking up a storm at you. A pretty thing in the neighborhood, pushing a stroller.
He follows after his stubborn German Shepherds, gruffly ordering them to heel. They won’t hurt you, of course, but you don’t know that. He braces himself for the screams when he rounds the mailbox. A terrified mother and her child, chased by three trained-to-kill dogs and a masked man—
Laughter stops him in his tracks.
Cap, Kilo, and Mac are planted on their asses, tails wagging, tongues hanging out. Your toddler’s giggling so hard she’s nearly tippin’ out of her seat as she yanks on Mac’s ear, earning a face full of slobber for it.
And you—you’re bent over, one hand holding Cap’s paw, the other scratching behind Kilo’s ears.
“Cute pups,” you say.
Cute...what?
You look up at him, past his mask and into his eyes. He freezes. But you just smile.
“You military?”
He ends up not replying, because the setting sun catches in your eyes and his brain is temporarily short-circuited. You’re not deterred, however, your chin tilting to the gun holstered at his hip.
“My husband was, too.” Your gaze drops to the paw in your hand. “He did an op down in Coal Ridge last year.”
You don’t have to say anything else. Everyone knows what went down in the ridge.
Ghost tries to find something—anything—to say. Condolences would be a start. But nothing he thinks of is good enough, or sounds right in his head. So he just stands there, looming over you, watching you pet his assassin dogs.
And then—it hits him in the chest like a bullet.
You’re all alone in that house at the end of the street with your little girl.
Something rears its head under his ribs. A protective urge so strong it’s almost staggering.
“Well,” you sigh, straightening and offering him a playful, cute little salute. “Have a good one.” Your eyes flick to the insignia on his sleeve. “Lieutenant.”
As you stroll away into the setting sun, Simon watches you go, and the ‘cute pups’ whine at his feet as you leave.
And suddenly, three guard dogs don't seem like enough after all.
Hi! So is it OK if I use one of your stories as an inspiration for a story of my own? I might not even post it, but I really found your magical girl story really fascinating and wanted to try my own spin on it. If I do post, I would obviously, correctly give you all the credit since you were the inspiration for it.
I know this is a very strange ask, but I just wanted to sense you had an inspiration to my brain worm
Yeah of course!!!!
For one, I don't own the concept (let alone madoka magica lol), so feel free to write your own spin on it, I love when people get inspired by my stuff!
You can mention me as the inspo if you like, but honestly I mostly wanna be tagged so I can read it too if you ever do post it, lmao
Lmao, I'm glad I could help you find your new favorite pet!! And yeas, Ferrets are Verrrry cute, they make fun noises
However I have to be a responsible content creator and remind you to do a lotta research into the proper care and housing for ferrets before you get them!
They need large habitats and can be verrry stinky animals, are a social species so you need several at a time, and you need to be sure you only get males for casual petship, cause the females- to be quite blunt- can die when they go into heat if they aren't mated with; so that'd mean a Lot of ferret babies that you then have to care for!
No shade to you, Anon, just make sure you're being a responsible pet owner :]
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You and Soap have a tradition every Valentine's Day
Neither of you had ever had much luck securing dates for the day, and while it started as a way to drink your sorrows away and bitch about horrid love lives, you found yourselves looking forward to the holiday for the first time since school years
Every year on Valentine's day, you'd buy some cheap drinks and snacks, then drag them up to the top of the bell tower on base and proceed to watch the sunset while binging trashy romcoms with plot twists that make no sense. Sometimes the others would join you two for a bit, but its always been known as yours and Soap's thing
This would be your first year doing it without Soap.
You almost didn't want to do it, not if he wasn't here with you, but you figured you owed it to him. Dragged the drinks and snacks up to the top of the tower, and slung your legs over the edge, some early 2000s American White Girl music playing from your phone in a weak attempt to replicate your usual setup. Soap had always been the one to find the romcoms, and you couldn't remember any of the ones you'd watched in the past. So you didn't watch one.
Half an hour before sunset, footsteps preceded Gaz poking his head into your line of sight, "Mind if I join you?" He sat and stole some of your crisps, making you glare until he rolled his eyes and contributed some chocolates to the snack pile. After a few more minutes, Ghost joined you and Gaz, leaning against one of the pillars as he cracked open a beer.
"Cap comin?" Gaz asked, and Ghost shook his head.
"Not for a while. He's... still making arrangements with the family,"
As the sun set, the three of you sat on the top of the bell tower, drinking and snacking in mostly silence. You took a photo as the sun began to dip below the horizon, wishing Soap was there with you guys to see it. It was exactly the kind of thing he'd be nuts about sketching down as soon as he could.
It was quiet without him. None of you were really used to it yet.
You put your phone aside, resuming the music, and took a honey bun from the snack pile. Gaz's phone lit up with an incoming call as the sun fully set, and he answered the facetime with an eye-roll.
"AYE YE MUPPETS HONESTLY THINK I WAS GONNAE MISS MY OAN TRADITION?!" Boomed a familiar Scottish accent, his dirt-smudged face filling the screen.
"Well we weren't gonna wait on your sorry ass!" Gaz barked back, grinning as Ghost snorted into his beer can as he shuffled over to peer over your shoulder to see the screen.
"Ye better not be drinkin' my good scotch or ahm puttin a snake in yer shoes when I get back!"
"Whaaat, noo, of course we ain't drinkin your scotch," You say blandly, making a point to take a swig of said scotch in full view of the camera, almost snorting it through your nose at the utterly betrayed gasp Soap let out.
"GHOST, GHOST I DEMAND YE STOP EM, STOP DRINKIN MY SCOTCH,"
"No can do, soldier. You betrayed the squad, leavin like ya did. Accept the consequences." Ghost rumbled as Gaz cackled, only making Soap squawk louder and making you snort and immediately wince.
"Ah, OW, FUCK ITS IN MY NOSE, AH-" You complained, wiping at the liquor dripping down your face as Soap barked out "HA, KARMA YE FUCK"
Price paused on the stairs, looking as if he had no idea what he'd just walked into. "Should I come back later..?" He asked, bemused, coming to sit as Gaz waved him over.
"Cap! Yer just in time, lookit the view!" Soap said, spinning the camera around to show the sun beginning to peak over the horizon, a breathtaking dawn greeting him all the way on the other side of the world.
So yeah. Maybe Valentine's Day wasn't like the movies, with big grand bouquets and heart throbbing shows of romance, but here, drinking with your friends and doing stupid shit, connected even on opposite sides of the world.. it was nice.
Even if Ghost got shitfaced and almost fell off the tower.
Thinking about 09 timeline Roach Ghost and MacTavish being stuck in a time loop
They all remember the previous loops, but only Roach and Ghost learn about eachothers' memories; MacTavish has no way to bring it up without sounding crazier than Price
Each new loop, Roach and Ghost follow the original timeline as best they can, willingly leading themselves to their deaths because they believe it's a necessary evil towards catching Makarov, that their deaths are inevitable and unchangeable
Each loop they endure that betrayal and agony over and over again, believing that eventually they will stop waking up and that Makarov will be stopped
And each time, in every loop
MacTavish does everything in his power to uncover Shepherd's backstabbing nature sooner, pushes the engines until they're screaming in hopes he'll be fast enough this time
Tysm to @wintermare for the tag!! Sat on this for a bit before working up the courage to do it
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Origin of your username?
It's probably super obvious but I was a big warrior cats kid! (I say as if i'm not still dipping toes into the fandom lol)
Anyway! This blog was originally supposed to be a smut blog, so I wanted "bunny" in the name cause i thought i'd be writing a lot of fuckin like rabbits; I wanted some alliteration with that, and settled on bramble, since it also sounds like ramble! (which I do. A lot.)
thus, Bramblebunnie!
2. I will always order this food?
I don't go out to restaurants super often, but when I do its usually asian-based cuisine, so I guess I'd have to say Lo Mein! Pork, chicken, plain, I don't have a preference, I just really like Lo Mein lmao
3. Overused emoji(s)?
✨
Its for the ✨drama✨ lmao
4. Current favorite show/movie/book?
Hmmm favorite show atm would have to be The Amazing Digital Circus! My brain likes chewing on the what-ifs and the psychological horror of it lol
5. Song on repeat?
Seville by Pinback!
Either that, or the Boom Boom Boom Boom remix by HardTekk
6. Last thing you hyperfixated on?
Been bouncing between fixations, but current fixation is TADC, with DC (specifically the Batfam) being a close second
I'm trying to get my brain to circle back to CoD so I can have more motivation to write but the brain does what it wants, lol
7. Oddly specific thing that brings you joy?
Sea Lions when they do random head bobs and flipper flaps
Theyre me fr fr
8. Phone Wallpaper?
Lockscreen (left) and home screen (right)! Found the original collages on pinterest and edited them to fit my phone screen dimensions lol
9. What smell makes you happy?
Fresh laundry! I associate it with my good days when I've got energy to do housework, so my brain likes the scent
10. Morning, night, or other type of person?
Night I think?
I gotta get up at like 3am for my job so I'm a (very early) morning person by obligation, but on my off days I tend to stay up super late lol
11. What's your work/profession?
I'm a baker for a super big grocery store chain here in the US! (if ur thinking of the blue one, you'd be correct)
Unfortunately I don't get to do pastries, but I like decorating the donuts and the scent of the seasoned bread when it comes outta the oven
Just wish management wasn't such a firepile
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Some tags to continue the chain! (no pressure /gen)
@crashingcryptid @konigs-lover @silverlullabies @total-killer-brainrot
Hi!!! I love your writing! If you don’t do tagging cws you can ignore this, but for RTI training gaz can you tag if with a cw for the pee? Idk it seems silly of me to ask its just an uncomfortable situation, no problem if not sorry 😭
Its not a problem at all!! I hadn't thought much of it, but I'll go ahead and add a tag for future reference!
#cw urine mention << this'll be the tag for now, if anything else comes up on the topic I'll add more in the future
snow was bad enough that I couldn't go into work today
heres to hoping I have a job in the morning ✌️
(did governor of my state officially declare it a state of emergency? yes, yes they did. Should that be enough to show and excuse why I didn't go into work? yes, legally it should. Will the company actually honor that as well as my store manager's own promises to waive attendance when it has to do with severe weather? I ain't holding my breath but i'm cautiously optimistic /_ \)
My store manager isn't here today so I'll need to wait until tomorrow, but there were so many call-ins not just yesterday but today as well that if they go through with giving everyone the attendance point, then they'd be losing a Lot of people all at once
As I said before, enough people had called out that to uphold the points, they'd be having to fire a Lot of employees All At Once, which would be: Bad!
I unfortunately haven't had a chance to talk to them about some,,,, other point occurances caused by my manager in the past (which, atp I don't much care about the points being removed, I care about vindication and my manager getting in trouble), but for the time being, I'm back in the clear and no longer in danger of losing my job!!
Thank you to everyone who offered kind words and advice, y'all definitely helped set my mind at ease
snow was bad enough that I couldn't go into work today
heres to hoping I have a job in the morning ✌️
(did governor of my state officially declare it a state of emergency? yes, yes they did. Should that be enough to show and excuse why I didn't go into work? yes, legally it should. Will the company actually honor that as well as my store manager's own promises to waive attendance when it has to do with severe weather? I ain't holding my breath but i'm cautiously optimistic /_ \)
My store manager isn't here today so I'll need to wait until tomorrow, but there were so many call-ins not just yesterday but today as well that if they go through with giving everyone the attendance point, then they'd be losing a Lot of people all at once
