Rabbitprint

@rabbitprint.bsky.social

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Rabbitprint at AO3, Tumblr, and various other places. Queer, he/him. I write things sometimes. https://archiveofourown.org/users/rabbitprint

Lyon Helsos cradles a baby coeurl kitten while another climbs on his shoulder. He lifts his other hand to touch Dawon affectionately as Dawon presses their head against him. Dawon's horn rests against Lyon's throat, but despite the danger, Lyon looks trustingly towards them.
A shirtless man wearing a set of layered leather and fur-trimmed skirts kneels on the wooden floorboards of a deck overlooking a set of small ponds. His feet are bare, and his toes peek out from the layered skirts. The sky is filled with light pink and gold from a sunset, and a patch of golden sunlight dapples the wood beside him. The man's hands are folded behind his back with his palms pressed together, and he looks out away from the camera towards the bamboo forest around him. Despite any physical discomfort in his posture, his chin is lifted up and he appears at ease.
The picture is split in two parts down the middle, with each half framing a man with long, dark hair in a combat pose. On the left side, the background is filled with swirling rainbows, gold glitter and vivid streaks of light. The man on the left half is shirtless with a long red leather skirt that is trimmed with fur. The background in the right half of the image is a dark pool of water, nearly colorless except for a few faint reflections and points of light that have crossed over from the other side. The man on the right half is dressed in stark white robes with black calligraphy painted on it like a scroll. Both men face away from each other with their bodies arched similarly, as if rejecting the other side.
A man kneels in a cluster of upright swords that have been thrust into the ground, with all of them showing noticeable damage. He reaches out with both hands towards one, and is in the middle of wrapping his fingers around the hilt. His fingers are loosely clasped, and his expression is thoughtful, implying a level of care with which he intends to take the weapon. Light streams down in the cavern behind him, illuminating the stone with a misty, pale blue radiance.
A man dressed in the heavy robes of a monk stands in a dimly lit room in front of a stone table covered in incense and food offerings. Strings of large prayer beads hang from his left wrist. He braces a lit lamp on his shoulder and steadies it with his right hand while spreading his left hand in a warning to the viewer to stay back.
An adult Indian man stands in a relaxed slouch, wearing an open white vest, loose pants and sandals. His left arm is prosthetic from the shoulder down, and it is made from gold and silver metals which match his outfit. Gold dust spatters his exposed lower torso, drawing attention to his well-defined stomach muscles. He holds a feathered mask in one hand and smiles slyly at the camera from the corner of his eye.
A shirtless man in long leather and fur skirts dances in the middle of a room, starkly lit by the bright sunlight streaming in through two open doors in the background. He faces away from the viewer with his arms spread wide and his feet bare. The position of his hands intersects with the open doorways. The striped shadows cast from light through the doorframes and windows overlap his body, so that his own shadow is contained within them.
A man in black and red leather armor stands in a white room, gripping a sword in mid-swing. Behind him, the scenery appears to be partially an illustration, with a flat yellow sun creating a circle in the middle which frames the man and the rest of the landscape inside it. The man's sword sprays an arc of blood which follows the same curve of the sun, so that it both reinforces and breaks the circle's shape.
A man dressed in the red and black armor of the Midnight Blades sect stands in a room filled with pastel rainbow swirls. An umbrella in the style of his sect is strapped to his back. One of his gloved hands is upraised with his fingers splayed, partially obscuring his face. His mouth and eyes peek through, revealing a faint, affectionate smile.
A man wearing a loose set of robes which exposes his arms and most of his chest kneels upon a flat stone under the night sky. His head is lifted and his chin is tilted slightly back, exposing his throat. His hands are folded behind his back with the palms pressing together. The crescent shape of the moon outlines his head and shoulders, following the shape of his body. The gold drapery of his robes is spread across the stone, flowing in a similar arc to the moon.
A man stands in a combat position, with his arm raised mid-swing as he grips a sword. His face is obscured, with only his eyes visible over his shoulder. He is dressed in a heavy set of thick black and gold robes that have similar themes to that of a Buddhist monk, except that they are more ornate with gold embroidery on the sleeves. Golden spatters cover his clothing, hair and skin. In the background is a pavilion, and the sun is a flat yellow circle against the white background, much like an illustration.
In an underground chamber, a man leans upon a massive ornate scythe. He is dressed in the distinctive red and black clothing of the Midnight Blades, a sect of killers. One of his hands casually rests upon the handle of the scythe and his posture is slouched, causing him to appear relaxed despite the weapon's proximity. Blood is spattered upon his face, and light streams down into the underground chamber from above. His expression is nonchalant and somewhat weary, as if it's simply another day on the job.
A man in an open vest and long leather and fur skirts bends over in a pool of water to stare directly at his reflection. His hands are braced behind his back, and red coin-like shapes float on the water's surface like flower petals. The water is deep blue, and reflects the stars above.
A man dressed in patchwork green and gold robes stands facing the camera in a dark room. He looks directly at the viewer with a calm expression, though his stare is focused. A golden bird made of metal and jewels spreads its wings before him, reflecting the light brilliantly and framing the man's body as if part of him. To emphasize this, the man's arms are also spread to mirror the bird's wings, with his fingertips extending beyond the bird's upper feathers at angles that continue the shapes of the wings.
The same man floats above the ocean, facing away with one arm folded behind his back. This time, no clouds are visible, causing the water and sky to blur more closely together. The light is brighter with a golden glow of sunlight, and a few pink flower petals drift around the man as well. His clothes swirl around him in the wind and motion, but his feet are plain and bare.
A man in flowing, colorful robes crouches on a rocky outcropping. A blue sky filled with white clouds is behind him, and the placement of the clouds frames the direction of his clothes, which stream horizontally across the image. The man's head is bowed down, and the translucent veil of part of his robes masks the parts of his face that are partially visible. The oranges, greens and other colors of his clothing pair with the blue of the sky to form a full rainbow.
A fallen soldier lies face-down on the ground on a dirt road. A man in leather and fur-lined armor crouches in a half-kneeling pose on the ground beside him. One of the man's hands reaches back towards the soldier, with his fingers resting in an almost gentle or protective press against the soldier's helmet.
A man in a yellow and white sleeveless set of robes sits half-submerged in water, visible only from the chest upwards. He leans towards the camera and looks directly at the viewer with an expectant stare and a faint smile. Numerous river lotuses and lilypads surround the man in the water. Mist is heavy in the air, and it diffuses the warm light for a soft, hazy look across the entire picture.
A man in black leather armor with fur trim sits sprawled upon the floor, with his back resting against the inside curve of a store counter. A drawer has been pulled out and left on the floor, and he braces one of his boots against it. Even though he is sprawled in an awkward position that makes it hard for him to defend himself, his expression is calm, and he glances to the side as if he has just overheard nearby activity.
A man in red and black armor stands in front of a brilliant crimson moon. His eyes are closed, and he lifts one hand to reach for the umbrella on his back. The umbrella is marked with a crimson tassel and is a symbol of the Midnight Blades, a group focused around killing. The sky around the moon is a strange surreal dark grey, and the scattered debris of destroyed buildings floats around the moon.
A man stands in the shallow banks of a river, with his head lifted and eyes closed. One of his palms is turned upwards in a beckoning gesture towards the sky. Plants float in dense clusters around his legs. Though he is lit normally, the world around him is tinted in reddish-brown shades, with deep shadows around the corners of the image.
A man in leather, fur-lined armor stands in a half-crouch in a withered field. The grass directly around him is charred and still smoldering, but beyond that, green grass can still be visible. The man holds a sword in one hand and looks directly at the camera with a challenging stare. Green lights swirl around his feet and rise into the air, and red maple leaves also float around him.
A shirtless man with numerous tattoos and other decorative markings on his skin has his head bent down, facing away from the camera. His arms are spread at full extension with his hands down, as if they are suspended by ropes or propped on something, and this exposes his back in a vulnerable position. The viewer is looking at him through a windowframe, and the impression is that we are spying upon a private moment.
A man in leather, fur-lined armor crouches on a dirt road. Beside him lies a man who is sprawled and dead on the ground. The first man is kneeling and bent forward so that we cannot see his face. His shadow stretches ominously across the path, and the angle causes the silhouette of his hand to resemble that of a monster with claws, with an arm lifted in preparation for an attack.
A man dances on a snow walkway underneath a lit lantern pole. It is night, and the lantern illuminates only a small portion of the world around him, with shadowy snow-covered trees in the background. Red grasses are in the foreground, mirroring the same color of the man's clothes and the tree branches overhead. The man's robes spin in the air with the force of his movements, and he turns his head to look at the white insects that are fluttering around him, like moths attracted to the light.
A man stands in front of a ruined fortress, with his back towards a broken gate. He looks down and to the side towards it while holding one of his arms as if in pain. He is dressed in armor that is brilliant red and black, but the world around him is washed out and sepia colored. Behind him, a distant moon shines like a halo behind his body.
A close-up of a man wearing a blindfold standing before a deep blue sky. A latticed piece of black gauze is over the left half of his face. In the areas where the gauze is placed, the blindfold is missing, revealing the man's golden eye staring directly at the viewer.
A man wearing an open vest and fur-lined skirts pauses in front of a large hexagonal wooden stand with numerous prayer bells hanging from it. He holds one of the bells in his hand, and glances slyly off-camera. A large lit lantern is strapped to his back, mirroring the shape of the bell stand.
A man in black leather armor and a heavy fur cloak stands in the snow-covered wilderness, surrounded by trees bearing snow and red flowers. A few red flowers also dot the ground around him. He points to the right as if guiding something, and has one foot planted on a small snowy hill.
A man in red and black armor stands in an underground brick tunnel which is in significant disrepair, with crumbling stones and broken ropes. It is lit by two hanging lanterns which turn the brick a garish red. The tunnel extends onward into darkness. The man stands with his body turned halfway away from the camera and one arm arched back as if he has just brushed something aside, while his other hand is spread towards the tunnel. He looks directly at the camera as if inviting the viewer to descend with him.
A man in red and black leather armor kneels on a stone floor with a massive sword gripped in his hands, framed by a stone archway with a battleground in the background. The sword rests upon the ground, and light reflects off it from the nearby fire and explosions. Smoke trails through the night sky behind the man and clouds the air around him. His head is bowed, and a tattered battle flag can be seen behind him, swaying in the winds. Amidst the explosions, the silhouette of a soldier falling off a building can also be seen, along with another building being shattered from an impact.
A man in red and black armor is poised mid-attack as he focuses on an unseen enemy off-camera. He grips a spear tightly in his right hand and braces it against his hip as he leans around it, lifting his left hand to block an incoming strike. The shredded remains of red flowers scatter around him like rain, with petals and stems flying everywhere. His thick black hair streams behind him from the speed of his lunge, and a faint smile is clearly visible on his face.
A man in black and red armor looks up towards the camera with his eyes narrowed in a dangerous expression. The long braided tassels from his headband are lifted by the wind, and nearly hide the smile on his face. Large red flowers the same color as his clothing can be seen in the background. Gold embroidered cranes on his clothing match the same gold as his eyes.
A man in flowing blue and white robes stands in the middle of a small display stage, looking upwards as he gestures during a dance. All around the stage are several colorful glowing fish lanterns on display, arranged so that they rise in a counterclockwise circle, following the direction of the man's hands.
A man in heavy Buddhist robes and a three-faced golden mask sits in the middle of the picture. Another man stands behind him, wearing the same clothing but unmasked and staring boldly at the camera. One of his hands is cupped towards the seated monk.
A man in red and black leather armor stands on a battlefield with flames raging in the background. His clothing whips in the wind, and a large battleflag cups the air around him like a giant hand while he stands calmly in the center.
A monk with a golden three-faced mask and heavy robes sits with his shoulders slumped. Another man in similar clothing sits beside him with a hand on the monk's shoulder, looking towards him with concern.
A man stands on the other side of a set of broken paper windows, leaning slightly away from the windowsill. He rests both hands on the wooden frames with his arms spread in either invitation or challenge, and a faint smile is on his face.
A man in fur-lined armor stands in the middle of a field of red desert flowers, with a distant fortress behind him. The sky is golden, and rolling sand dunes stretch out across the landscape where the flowers end.
A man in fur-lined armor stands in front of a tattered battle flag in a field of crimson flowers. Gold lights streak the night sky behind him, and a stone fortress can be seen faintly in the distance.
A figure in mixed leather and cloth armor sits precariously on the edge of a damaged rooftop. They lean forward with their hands upraised towards a faint light in the distance, as if pleading to it. A strong wind scatters stray leaves and blows through their long hair. Bare tree branches can be seen in the murky fog, mimicking the figure's lifted hands.
A man in black leather armor and a fur-trimmed cloak crouches on a sloped hill. The hill is covered in gold and orange leaves, as are the trees behind him, and the sky is ominously overcast.
A man in white and green robes stands surrounded by green glowing lights. He holds a fan in one hand, and his sleeves are flowing in the air from his movements. Leafy plant stalks are faintly visible behind him.
A man in weathered armor kneels while surrounded by flames. Fire curls around one of his boots, and he is bent forward as if injured, with one hand braced upon his knee while the other clutches his chest.
A bearded man in black and red armor stands in the center of a fiery inferno that whirls around him. His arms are stretched out to either side, and a tendril of fire arcs up along his right arm.
A man in white and green robes stands before a simple brick and clay wall of a village, with overgrown ivy and a lantern post nearby. The wall has a shingled overhang which is in poor repair.
A man in red and black clothing stands in a sunlit desert. He is surrounded by what looks like a glowing river made up of thousands of golden motes of light.
A man in loose, gauzy purple clothing and silver jewelry poses like a dancer before a paper and wood screen. He stands with one knee up and braced on the back of a chair, with an arm raised in a playful arch as he peers out from beneath it.
A screenshot from Resident Evil Requiem, showing Leon with his gun drawn and about to shoot a zombie while protecting Grace and a young girl.
A man in white robes and silver jewelry stands underneath a lightning-streaked sky. He holds a spear in his right hand, and his sleeves are billowing upwards as if caught by wind, or as if he has just paused in motion.
A man in dark robes holding a bow stands on the intersection of two vast dead tree trunks. Golden desert light bathes the world around him, and motes of sand flow through the air like glitter.
A man dressed in silver jewelry and loose purple clothing exits through a tasseled bed canopy. Bright morning sunlight casts shadows through the room. One of his hands is upraised with his fingers arched as if he has just brushed aside some of the overhanging fabric, and he looks directly at the camera with a thoughtful expression.
A man in a mixture of red and black armor stands among a field of fallen red and gold leaves, streaked with shadows. His arms are lifted and he turns to the side, appearing to either be in the middle of falling or warding off an unseen attacker.
A man in fur and leather armor sits reclining on broken stones with lit candles surrounding him. Though his posture is relaxed, he glances off to the side and seems unconcerned about the danger of his surroundings.
A man dressed in green robes with a basket of flowers stands poised on a large curving branch with numerous smaller vine-like branches around him. A pair of horns rise from his back like wings, mirroring the smaller branches.
A soldier lunges forward to stab a spear towards a man dressed in red and black leather armor. The man rests his hand gently on the shaft on the spear, blocking it away from his body.
A black-haired man in blue and white clothing lies sprawled across dark blue plant leaves. The man is looking directly at the camera with a faint smile, and one hand gestures towards himself as if in invitation.
Two men sprawl on a stone dais, facing each other in relaxed conversation with a wooden tray between them. Several cups and jars of liquor are on the tray.
A man standing among purple, blue and white flowers, looking up towards the camera and holding both hands in a dance position. He is clothed in gauze and silver jewelry. The fingers of one hand frame his right eye, drawing attention to his gaze.
A man in long robes stands in a shallow river at night, hands extended towards a large pink lotus as if he has just placed it in the water. Lanterns are scattered around him and extend back along the river, and several more can be seen decorating the nearby trees.