As Promised - Cheese to Cheese - A Cod fic for a Cod Fic - I present to you-
You were playing with one of your three rabbits, or well, being dragged away into cuddles thanks to their relentless headbutting. You sat in front of the couch, placing a pillow underneath you to help delay the pain of sitting on a hardwood floor as long as it may be with your adorable bunny. You had put them in your lap, and seconds later, the little bugger fell asleep. The other two followed in pursuit in cuddling you. You carefully scooped them into your lap as well, waking the first for only a few seconds before they all found a suitable resting place before sleeping. You rested your back against the soft cushion with a light huff. You knew better to pet them in their sleep, despite your hand twitching for the soft pelts to be underneath your hand, especially after their insistent begging for a cuddle session. If one were to even jump awake, the rest would and it would be chaos. Chaos you did not want. You soon hear the door squeak open, glancing down at the bun still sleeping soundly in your lap. You knew who was home, Keegan. It was planned for today after all, which explains why you were home and the buns felt confused, but eager to hop at the chance to be with their owner.
Though… Keegan usually announced his presence, this time he was quiet. A small worry pounded in your chest. Had you forgotten to lock the door? He had arrived later than usual…
Though the answer soon came as you see him beaming, turning the corner. In his hand were a few bags, full of new bunny supplies, treats and toys. He always seemed to want to spoil your little ones when he could. Though you did spot a bag of your favorite snacks too, so he was forgiven, for now. “Hey there hun, being a bunny warmer for them?” Keegan teased, crouching down carefully besides you to give you a soft kiss on the forehead with a smile. “They demanded cuddles. Not sure what else I could do.” You responded with a small shrug, but a soft smile also crept onto your lips as well as he sat carefully by you. “Makin’ me jealous over here.” He responded with a chuckle before setting the bags of goodies to the side, your eyes spotting a new container of strawberries on top of one of the bags. “We have enough strawberries in the fridge… They don’t need more.” You grumbled softly with a slight shake of your head.
“You know how the boys are. If I didn’t show I was takin’ strawberries home they'd be worried that the buns weren’t getting a treat.” Keegan faux pouted, playfulness sparkling in his eyes. While you knew how much the Ghosts enjoyed seeing pictures of your cute buns, you weren’t sure it was the full truth, but it didn’t matter since you only chuckled and shook your head.
“Oh! Give me one sec, speaking of the boys, they sent something with me that I left in the car. Sit tight and I’ll hop right back.” Keegan winked, carefully, and quickly, standing up before walking back out. You huffed, knowing that the boys knew almost nothing about bun care, and only hoped it wasn’t a bigger hamster wheel that Keegan sheepishly accepted last time cause he couldn’t tell Logan no. It wasn’t long before Keegan was bringing in this big box, the big black label reading: Animal Play Arena - Cherry Wood. On the front was a black and white picture of the enclosure. You couldn’t help but burst out laughing at the box. “And where are we going to set that up?” You asked with a soft giggle as Keegan set it against the wall.
“Well…” Keegan scratched the side of his face with his mouth open slightly, trying to find an answer. “I’m not sure… I thought we’d have room for it. The guys got an ad for it and ordered it without asking… Bun room still crowded?” “As crowded as usual.” “Damn… Well… We have a bun arena for Arena day.” Keegan joked looking at you with a confident smile. “That’s not a day.” You counter with a faux scowl, the smile growing on your face as you slightly shook your head. “Let’s make it a day then.” “No.” “Please? I’ll make them little shields and swords.”
You let out a defeated sigh. It would look cute… “Only for their feet. Remember nothing too heavy or dangerous for them.” You hear a small “Yus!” and it makes you chuckle. “Promise, hun.” He leaned back down and kissed your forehead before settling back down beside you. Keegan pulled out his phone and started to look for ways to make fake shields and swords for your bunnies. Him showing you some options for approval as you two sat there until the buns slowly started to wake up.
~~~~~~~~~ A/N: I know like 0 things about bunnies, everything is either based off of posts I've seen on @cheeseatlantic's blog or researched. I AM NOT A BUN EXPERT! Also this is the enclosure I mentioned above:
Masterlist!
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༊*·˚ Genshin Impact (GI)
༊*·˚ Honkai Star Rail (HSR)
༊*·˚ Mtmte
༊*·˚ Call of Duty (COD)
🚧WIPS
⬜Cod Scenario
⬜(4x) Dottore x Reader
⬜Tarn (mtmte) x reader
"Wdym youve read every keegan fic and every price fic."
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Hey just wanted a quick heads up, there will be no smut in the fic. I feel the need to bring this up because the majority of ghosts' and price (kinda) content are smut/sexual related (correct me if I'm wrong).
Also the poll feels it took way too long than I expected, currently its ghost and price in a tie. If its still the same in end, ill just put both of them in.
Thank you for the support Ive been given from just that post! I will give all my best to keeping this fanfic blog alive💞
Love you all ~ 🦋💌
Hey Ive been thinking of writting a short fanfic series (x reader) from these options of cod chars. Which one should I choose?
Dont know how to use this need help
sometimes you just have to let yourself be a bit neurodivergent.
i hate going out, it gives me a lot of anxiety and sensory input that i dont like, and i am often forced to talk to people.
so i do this thing on more difficult days, or sometimes just for fun, where i "bring a fictional character with me". i walk and imagine Fictional Character walking next to me. they talk to me, reassure me, hype me up, whatever i need them to do.
today dean winchester came christmas shopping with me. he went over the list with me of stuff i needed to get, told me i was doing a good job every time i finished in a certain shop, reminded me to take a deep breath when i got a little overwhelmed.
and yea. its kinda silly. and i know its just me talking to myself in a different voice, but it Works! especially since all of my special interests/hyperfixations tend to be tv/movie related.
so do what you gotta do to Get Shit Done. stop holding yourself to neurotypical standards. if you need Fictional Character to tell you you're doing a good job, do it! if you need Favourite Singer to walk you to school, do it! yea it might feel silly but you're literally fighting against your own brain to get stuff done every single day. you can have a little self indulgent daydream, as a treat.
So I found out about Meows Morales
Like imagine this, what if dottore isn't the stinky toxic smell scientist he is. What if he was the opposite. Since he likes knowledge so much who knows? maybe he got curious and learned how to apply makeup for himself. Different segments of his apply makeup differently, like the youngest would mess up on the eyeliner or not so heavy. While the oldest or the newest segments of his, some of them apply it heavy or more experienced
Now what if he got into a relationship with a person who doesnt have a clue with makeup like.
"So you put blush first?" You asked, with little to no knowledge in makeup.
"No you put Primer first, before that you need to put on Concealer. Not only that you-"and he goes on rambling.
Not only did he help you apply, but he also reccomended good ones that fits you. Like lipstick or concealer colors! If there arent that fit you, he'll make one himself! he isnt called a scientist for nothing.
END OF MY THOUGHTS BYE
I will defend this hc w my life
I can't believe it's been already 10 years since it came out! I grow up with it and thanks to rid15 I'm rn in Transformers fandom, they fr need more appreciation!
other versions:
Meet the ES: kind of
Clothing representing the 11,500 Palestinian and 36 Israeli children who have been killed in Gaza were laid out on Bournemouth beach this week.
The 5km line of second-hand clothes was created by activists were laid out to illustrate the scale of child deaths in Gaza.
Each set of clothing represents a child who had been killed.
So urce