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PINNED POST. jellybean. 24. she/her. independent original character: BUNNY BUNET. central time zone. bunny is: a twisted comfort blanket, vaguely unsettling, not a girl.

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nitebitarchive

i decided I’m gonna archive this blog and move all current threads to a new one tonight ✨ im feeling a fresh start. like this if you’d like to keep being mutuals 💌

#i've archived this blog!

nitebit

❛ she wears strength and darkness equally well. the girl has always been half goddess, half hell. — original character written by jellybean.

a twisted comfort blanket, vaguely unsettling, not a girl.

#this blog is now an archive #new blog is now ready #yeehaw

i decided I’m gonna archive this blog and move all current threads to a new one tonight ✨ im feeling a fresh start. like this if you’d like to keep being mutuals 💌

#mobile.#spring cleaning baby ✋🏽

edenmemes

euphoria s2 starters

❝ i keep second-guessing myself and getting anxious. ❞ ❝ oh my god, are you crying? ❞ ❝ you’re the most self-centered idiotic person i have ever fucking met. ❞ ❝ you wish i was different? so do i. ❞ ❝ you know you’re like a dream? ❞ ❝ hey, look at me. look at me. ❞ ❝ can we just table this conversation? ❞ ❝ you’re not a good person. ❞ ❝ are you feeling okay? you look terrible. i mean really terrible. ❞ ❝ first of all, ew. second of all, ew. ❞ ❝ i didn’t mean to be mean. ❞ ❝ you’re my new favourite person. ❞ ❝ you and me, we’re done. there’s nothing there anymore. ❞ ❝ the last time we talked, didn’t you say you wanted to kill me? ❞ ❝ what the fuck is your problem? ❞ ❝ the more you move up in the world, the more enemies you make. ❞ ❝ violence is sometimes the best possible way to solve a problem. ❞ ❝ don’t ever fall in love. it’s the one instinct you can’t trust. ❞ ❝ where did you go? i was starting to miss you. ❞ ❝ please, you keep going. i’m just gonna sit here for a second. ❞ ❝ i have a lot of regrets…in my life. ❞ ❝ i deserve this, right? ❞ ❝ don’t worry. i’m not gonna tell anyone. ❞ ❝ i get it. i understand what you’re going through. ❞ ❝ let’s not get cocky, okay? ❞ ❝ think it’s time for you to get out of here. ❞ ❝ i never really said it before, but…i want to be with you. ❞ ❝ i need you to focus, okay? ❞ ❝ you are a part of me. ❞ ❝ if i’m being honest about who i am, i’m a liar. ❞ ❝ i have a lot of ‘i’m sorry’s’ to do. ❞ ❝ you’re just fucking embarrassing yourself. ❞ ❝ i had no idea how hard your life was. ❞ ❝ honestly, that was the craziest shit i’ve ever experienced. ❞ ❝ there’s a short supply of kindness in this world. ❞ ❝ you want me to be honest? ❞ ❝ i feel like i’m gonna throw up. ❞ ❝ please, stop. please, stop. ❞ ❝ do you ever think about the future? ❞ ❝ i’m not sure it’s a good thing we met. ❞ ❝ can we talk somewhere in private? ❞ ❝ i need you to trust me. ❞ ❝ i’ve done a lot of shitty things but this ain’t one of them. ❞ ❝ i do not want to hear from you. ❞ ❝ i’m the one who gets hurt, not you. ❞ ❝ okay, this is becoming a fucking issue ❞ ❝ was it just me, or was that super awkward? ❞ ❝ i didn’t know you were such a romantic. ❞ ❝ why are you acting like that shit was fun? ❞ ❝ listen, i know what you are. ❞ ❝ reality always finds a way of pulling you back. ❞ ❝ you think other people will think i look handsome? ❞ ❝ i don’t believe a word you’re saying. ❞ ❝ i keep making mistakes and not learning from them. ❞ ❝ just, um, let me do the talking. ❞ ❝ sometimes people need to get their feelings hurt. ❞ ❝ you scared the fucking shit out of me. ❞ ❝ there it is. there’s my heart. ❞ ❝ how do you think this is gonna end? ❞ ❝ tell them you had nothing to do with this shit. ❞ ❝ what’s with your family? are you all just a bunch of assholes? ❞ ❝ i’ve always accepted you for who you are: the good, the bad and the ugly. ❞ ❝ i’m not in the mood for a lecture. ❞ ❝ you cross that line again, we’re done. ❞ ❝ i’m not gonna let anything happen to you. ❞ ❝ out of sight, out of mind. ❞ ❝ you’re not even gonna give me a hug? ❞ ❝ i’m not proud of the person i’ve been. ❞ ❝ i’m just having a tough time. you know. ❞ ❝ i don’t know if i’m a good person. ❞ ❝ don’t look at me like that. ❞ ❝ you don’t know how much power you have. ❞ ❝ a little exchange and i fall in love. ❞ ❝ i feel like i’ve lived most of my life in my imagination. ❞ ❝ you just take it and move on, okay? ❞ ❝ did someone die in this dress? it smells like shit. ❞ ❝ you fucking hate me? so do i. ❞ ❝ we can never, ever speak about this. ❞ ❝ i wish i had your confidence. ❞ ❝ what brings you out here anyway? ❞ ❝ you love to be loved. ❞ ❝ i don’t know how to do that. i don’t know how to get where you are. ❞ ❝ i don’t want your apology. i just want revenge. ❞ ❝ i’m not proud of the person i’ve been. ❞ ❝ all my life, my heart has yearned for a thing i cannot name. ❞ ❝ that’s not something to be proud of. ❞ ❝ you really got this shit all figured out, huh? ❞ ❝ i have a hard time believing you don’t know who did this to you. ❞ ❝ i’m just sick of it. i’m sick of it. ❞ ❝ everything i’ve ever said, was true. ❞ ❝ aren’t you glad that we became friends? ❞ ❝ that’s what i like about you the most. we don’t really have anything in common. ❞ ❝ i miss you…so much. ❞ ❝ i feel like we might not bring out the best in each other. ❞ ❝ the thought of maybe being a good person, is what keeps us trying to be a good person. ❞ ❝ i just wanted to tell you that i love you. ❞ ❝ feels like your whole life, you’ve been forced to take care of everyone. ❞ ❝ my first thought was…’this feels like a movie’. ❞ ❝ it’s us against the world. ❞ ❝ there’s a difference between what you think you want and what you actually want. ❞ ❝ i think i’ve been through a lot. and i don’t know what to do with it. ❞ ❝ if that makes me the villain, then so be it. ❞ ❝ you are who you are. i don’t think you’re ever gonna change. ❞ ❝ thank you for being so sweet. that’s all. ❞ ❝ we shouldn’t have done this. ❞ ❝ i hope it was worth it in the end. ❞ ❝ i never said that. what are you talking about? ❞ ❝ wait, you’re leaving? ❞ ❝ i’m not a mess, but i do love a fight. ❞ ❝ you can judge me all you want. i do not care. ❞ ❝ i don’t know who the fuck you are. ❞ ❝ i’m so scared. i’m really scared. ❞ ❝ you usually ask this many questions? ❞ ❝ oh, you need a fucking exorcism. ❞ ❝ you wanna dance? ❞ ❝ don’t fucking run away from me. ❞ ❝ sorry, i don’t know why i said that. ❞ ❝ you are fucking dead to me. ❞ ❝ everyone feels stupid, who cares? ❞

#i would love some of these !!!#🐰 / prompts.

nitebit:

the gang’s all here: all found on my multi!

darcy rose: trickster goddess. evil bitch. chaotic evil. master or disguise and transformations. very powerful and her magical abilities are quite advanced. has no regard for human life and thrives off chaos. bunny’s creator.

sam hewitt: supernatural private investigator. shapeshifter. bunny and him meet on the job after she saves him from a wendigo. a one night stand that turns into many more but bunny fucks it all up by not being able to admit that maybe whatever they have is real. it’s complicated.

shiloh baker: witch. quite possibly bunny’s best friend. (she might never admit it) her coven was the one to warn bunny’s mother about the danger’s of petitioning a goddess. life leads them to each other (perhaps their destinies will always be intertwined) and bunny faces darcy for the first time by shiloh’s side.

#also if anyone wants to do any worldbuilding ..#here are some of the ppl lurking in the shadows #jk that sounds menacing #sam and shiloh are angels #darcy though ....

actually i’m revamping my multi

#i'm gonna post a plotting/starter call over there soon !#i suddenly miss them all #🐰 / out of character.

i am here but likely hiding in photoshop and reworking some of bunny’s about pages

#someone convince me not to remake please :D #this is only supposed to be some light early spring cleaning #but ... the itch is there #out of character.

wells-hannah

ZENDAYA’S ACTING… GIVE HER ALL THE AWARDS

#🐰 / study. setting fire to our insides.#:(

assortedmutts:

This is not the first time Job has heard those words. In fact, far from it. Though he cannot say that he expected to come across Bunny again with any kind of certainty, he also cannot help but note the ping of disappointment her words stir within him. The time they shared together all those months ago, albeit increasingly distant, is not one he takes for granted.

Still, her latter question brings a crooked smile to his lips and a little snort of laugher from his nose and, soon enough, he’s bobbing his head and telling her, quite confidently, “Yeah - I’m hittin’ my second puberty.” Truth be told, his first time around was just horrible enough that he wishes to never repeat the experience - but that’s beside the point. At the end of the long once-over which he grants her, Job twists his lips, perches his hands on either side of his hips, and juts his fuzz-covered chin her way. “C’mon, Bun - you gone gimme a hug, now, or what?”

there are times that Bunny thinks she made it all up. that she created Job from her very own mind, someone to help her in her most vulnerable moments back at that farm and crappy motel, but when she throws her arms around him she knows that he is as real as it gets. she’s smiling, albeit he can’t see her as her face is buried into his chest. a muffled voice, “ i can’t believe it. i - ” suddenly painfully aware of her own power pulsing and humming beneath her skin, Bunny untangles herself from him.

it’s an indescribable and unmistakable feeling; the way she can sense when someone or something is more than meets the eye. even with the gloves she wears on her hands for this very reason, Bunny senses that Job is … more. it’s something that she never realized all those months ago. then again, Bunny was not much of a person back then. she had been hanging on by a thread and she and Job had barely been able to put her back together.

she recovers quickly, arms now crossed against her chest and a smile that she’s perfected along the way on her face, “ it’s been a while, huh? let me buy you a beer. it’s the least i can do. ”

#assortedmutts #lmao no but actually that hug is so overdue T_T

isn’t ironic how bunny has major abandonment issues and somehow she attracts people who always leave <3

#🐰 / headcanon.#anyways yes #i hope everyone is having a good day i am here #but will be playing final fantasy for a bit

thieveds:

@nitebit

familiar footsteps and the ticking of the toaster echo in the otherwise empty apartment. she doesn’t need to turn to see who’s there, only one other person has keys to this apartment. admittedly, it’s been a while since olympia herself has returned —— running, running, running. always looking over her shoulders just in case trouble’s lurking around the corner. it gets tiring, though, and so being somewhere she considers home in the slightest is a nice vacation away from it all. as close to it as she can get, anyway.

❝ i was wondering when i’d see you next. ❞ she turns around as the footsteps near, a grin spread across her features. tenderness like this is reserved for very few people these days, bunny being one of them. it’s nice to know olympia can still afford softness, to learn to appreciate the gardens for their life despite getting constantly hurt by their thorns. the toaster oven dings and two commercial flat pastries pop out. ❝ pop tart? it’s brown sugar cinnamon. ❞

she grabs a pop tart and leaves the other one for bunny to grab, if she wanted it, and plops it onto a paper towel. she gestures toward the coffee table where a heart-shaped box full of contents only bunny would appreciate — high grade flower & pills. ❝ i got you a valentine’s day present. ❞ stole it, is more likely, from a bunch of teenagers who’d probably be better off without, an act of charity / kindness, though there’s more selfishness to it than she’d care to admit. everyone has their vices, after all.

❝ anyway, long time no see. you didn’t get into any trouble, did you? ❞

bunny hasn’t actually been to her own apartment in weeks. truthfully, once olympia upped and left without a word to do whatever she does, bunny moved in full time to the one bedroom that they’ve shared as a sort of safe house. so, when she opens the door and sees olympia standing in their dirty kitchen, she freezes. suddenly so very aware of the dishes that have been sitting in the sink longer than she would like to admit, empty liquor bottles and white residue on the countertops. not that she’s ever hidden her bad habits from olympia, but a feeling she doesn’t like runs through her. is it … shame? bunny pushes it away.

“ what the actual fuck? ” is the best she can come up with. the smell of pop tarts fills her nose and she feels such an intense feeling of nostalgia that for a second, she forgets how to breathe. her bag and phone are thrown towards the couch and once she reaches the coffee table, a smile curls at the ends of her mouth. physical touch, affection, it’s all so foreign to bunny. it just isn’t like them, but she does walk around the table and grabs the second pop tart from the toaster and shoves a piece into her mouth. a peace offering, bunny supposes. her way of saying, i forgive you even though you left me.

“ you shouldn’t have, ” bunny says, motioning to the heart-shaped box. she can only imagine what lies in it. surely, not chocolate or flowers. that just isn’t olympia's style, she’s always been one for theatrics. she ignores it for the time being, more important things running through her mind. “ define trouble. ” she laughs, “ — i’m glad you’re back, O. for a second there, i thought i’d never see you again. ”

#thieveds #i just think that them <3

@inrovina

“ how are you here? ” bunny is past the point of remembering. truth be told, she’s not even sure whose living room she finds herself in, like most nights, bunny lets the alcohol and the drugs and whatever else she can get her hands on these days to lead the way. the bass of the music rumbles throughout the house and for a second, she can’t quite feel her own heart beating in her chest. she’s too fucked up to care. she lifts her head to get a good look at him and an arm is extended, but she can’t quite reach him. she wants to touch him. she wants to make sure he’s real and not a figment or her imagination.

bunny has dreamt of him before, after all. she dreams of everyone she’s ever lost and loved and in this moment, she isn’t sure if this is real or just another one of her nightmares. “ did you come to save me? ” she laughs at her own question. silly girl, there are no angels coming to save you. nothing winged coming to your rescue. a grunt follows her giggles as she struggles off the couch into a standing position. closer now, she can almost touch him. one, two steps and she’s closed the gap between him. there he is, clear as day. no thoughts in her head except relief. maybe she is dreaming, maybe this is a good dream.

bunny doesn’t give him much time to react as she throws her arms around his neck and kisses him right on the lips. “ did you know it’s valentines today? ”

#inrovina #AHHH #i love how i turned a valentines smooch into....this #*evil cackling*