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Harriet Central Anonymous 04/19/2025 (Sat) 17:19:12 Id: 6e395d No. 109
Harriet, asleep in the Aceops HQ, stirred. Outside her window a quiet but noticable buzz appeared. She balled up under her blankets, which she pulled over her head and groaned, annoyed by the sound. A full day of running around and beating the hell out of a grimm in that mine made her legs sore and soft, so, half awake, she massaged both her thighs to relax the muscle, and drifted off. Before she could fall asleep, it disturbed her again. The sound that was creeping closer, like the buzz of an approaching mosquito. She lay awake, listening, barely conscious. The buzz turned into a shouting, the shouting became a cacophony of at least a hundred voices, stomping closer. Soon it was like a roaring tornado was making its way through the streets of Atlas. Between the incoherent noise, she could suddenly make out something that horrified her: "Harriet is my waifu!" Her eyes shot open fully, and she hopped out the bed. To see what was going on, she opened her window just a crack and peered down. Huddling under her window, convulsing and pressing themselves against the walls of the building, was an enormous crowd of incredibly overweight men, wearing fedoras and occasionally brandishing a plastic katana. Encouraged by her appearance at the window, they yelled louder. "TFW NO BUNNY WAIFU" they chanted. "THICK THIGHS SAVE LIVES", then. Quickly, they corrected themselves. "FUCK THIGHS, SAVE LIVES!" A skeletal, spindly man with a beard and glasses wormed himself out of the crowd, and stood on the shoulder fat of his companions. "Behold, peasants! I will do what you cannot!" His skeletal frame clambered onto the outcroppings of the wall of the building and like a lanky spider he made his way up surprisingly quickly, soon trying to squeeze his head through the opening in her window. She had backed off at his approach, and stood with her back to the wall. His mad eyes spun until he found her in the darkness. "Harriet! Harriet I love you!" He cried, "Please let me touch your thighs!" "What the fuck?" Harriet yelled. "I can also lick the sweat off of you after a day of fighting! Please, let me-" She kicked him under the chin and he went flying backwards, with his arms spread almost like an angel, and before he disappeared back into the crowd she could hear him yelling: "She touched me! Make way plebeans- patrician coming through!" He hit the concrete as the crowd dispersed away from him. His neck and legs were bent at an awkward angle, and he wouldn't stop repeating "Speedy bunny, speedy cummy!" as loud as he could. The crowd, frothing at the mouth, descended upon him, and as he disappeared under a wave of punching, kicking and clawing neckbeards he shouted: "Faggots seething they didnt get kicked by harriet first!" The crowd piled up, closer and more compact, and began to tower. The sheer mass of the neckbeards pressed upon the men closest to the walls and pushed them up, and soon they began to pile on to eachother, the group thinning out but becoming taller until they were like one of those zombie towers from world war z. They pulled her window open, and a horrified Harriet watched as they struggled to enter, though she was temporarily safe because three obese men had wedged themselves in her window frame and had gotten stuck. Their pudgy digits feverishly reached for her thighs when she began to try and push them back out. Her hands sank into layers of fat while their tongues stretched as far as they could go, salivating and hoping to catch one of the droplets of sweat now falling off her body. "I want to breed the bun!" They yelled, "GUYS! Harriet is touching me!" With a final push she expelled the neckbeards back outside. Their tower collapsed and their bodies cascaded over the street like a tidal wave of lard. Hoping they would disperse, she returned to bed after locking her window. The next day she woke up to a pile of letters and drawings that had been shoved under her door. Perturbed, she glanced at a few. They all read like the ramblings of a schizophrenic, and the drawings consisted mostly of stick figures with large phalluses ejaculating on her thighs. Some of them had helpful notes, like "here, Harriet squeezes my head like a melon," and "Harriet, please sit on my face like this until I die." The aceops were famous but... Clearly something was wrong here.
Edited last time by An0nym00se on 06/25/2025 (Wed) 02:11:57.
Later in the day, after being briefed, the aceops and she had travelled to the ice sheet next to atlas to try and intercept grimm. Fierce beowolves were encroaching on the city, and only hunters with strong aura could hope to survive in the arctic temperatures. Or so Harriet thought. When she arrived, the large crowd of obese men was waiting for her, huddled exactly where she would patrol, holding up various signs that were mostly covered in lewd proclamations. She frowned and tried to ignore them. "Seems your fans showed up. Shouldn't you go talk to them?" Marrow said to her. "Please just shut up," Harriet replied. In the distance, she heard them yell that her pink eyes were cute and that they wanted to be crushed under the weight of her thighs. She was capable of ignoring their shouts for a while. Only when the group of grimm began to get thinner, did she stop and hesitate. "Harriet has a puffy vagina!" One of them men shouted. She turned at once: "I do not!" she yelled back, indignant, just as a beowolf lunged at her. "M'lady, watch out!" A man wearing a fedora and a trenchcoat jumped between her and the beowolf. The beast clawed a huge chunk out of his abdomen, but it gave Harriet enough time to punch its head of. "Holy shit, are you okay?" Harriet said, alarmed at the dying man's gumption. "I got to protect... my pure bunni waify... I can die... in peace..." he groaned, then went limp. It was the last of the beowolves- their corpses dissipated into mist while a pool of blood grew around the man's corpse. "I really think you have to talk to them," Marrow said, "We're gonna go on ahead. We'll meet you later." "No, wait!" She was alone with the group. "Are you guys all fucking insane? What do you all want?" She shouted. "We want to worship you!" They yelled back in unison. She pinched the bridge of her nose. "If you don't leave me alone I swear I will kill all of you!" "Really? How?" The crowd yelled, "Smother us maybe?" "Er, no! I'll have you all arrested instead! You'll never see me again!" Instantly the crowd grovelled, fallen to their knees and wailing. "No!!! What have we done to anger you!?", "tfw when no bunny waifu", "what can we do to please you?" "I'm going to kill myself!" She realised this was getting out of hand. "Get up you pathetic losers! I'll make a deal. If I let one of you come over to my house, will the rest of you leave me alone forever?" The crowd was silent. A single voice: "who will it be?" "choose among yourselves." "Then we will fight to the death! Last man standing wins!" Immediately they all drew katanas. Before the men began to slaughter each other, she stopped them by pointing at a random member of their group. "Never mind, never mind- I choose him!" An expression of awe was stuck on the face of the man she chose. "I'm the one!" he shouted triumphantly. Immediately his friends turned on him: "No need to boast about it, faggot." "Alright, lucky guy. You know where I live, I'll see you tonight." Hoping they'd all freeze to death, Harriet ran off. She expected none of them would have the guts to actually come over, so even though she invited that random person, she didn't worry at all that he would actually show up. Then her doorbell rang. At her door was the spindly man that had scaled the wall earlier, seemingly uninjured and dressed in a shirt with a bowtie, holding a single flower and sweating profusely and trembling. "B-b-b-bonne soirée," he stammered. "Oh. You actually came," she groaned, and turned her back to him to walk to her kitchen. Pouring two glasses of Atlesian wine, she asked him: "Well, what do you want to do?" "I want to put my dick between your thighs and cum" he immediately replied, still standing in the doorway. "Oh what the hell, let's do it then," she said, and pulled him inside by his collar while draining her wine glass in one go.
>>109 kek now I'm imagining Elm also having Big Lady fans like https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m_PxGQb1Btk
With a "Fuck it" attitide, she invaded his mouth with her warm tounge, feeling his boner grow in his pants. "You ever had sex" She asked. "I've been saving myself for my waifu," He said. "Uh... what?" she said. "I've been saving myself for you." She could tell that just touching him was about to make him jizz his pants. "I'm... Flattered." The fact that he felt this way about her did indeed make her heart flutter for a moment, something she hated. "So, big boy, wanna get started." "Y-yes miss Brie," He stammered. "Please," She whispered in his ear, her arms around his neck, "Call me Harriet." He lay under her. His surprisingly long dick was compressed on by her two thighs, while with one hand he cupped one of her small breasts, and with the other he stroked the pale tufts of hair above her forehead. "Comfortable?" She asked, smirking. The man only whimpered in response. Stroking between her hips, his penis rubbed accross her pussy, which she was embarassed to see had gotten wet. With each thrust, the convolutions of veins and his dickhead massaged her lips and clit in return. Maybe, just maybe, this might be better than she expected. Her brown thighs glistened with sweat and lubricant. The man moaned in please. As she moved up and down, sliding her thighs and pussy across his dick, a warm feeling welled up inside of her. Would this actually feel good for her? Surely not. And yet, and yet... The man's penis was thick with tumescense, twitching, leaking precum.
>>111 Trust me, that member of team thunder thighs has her following
Oddly satisfied, Harriet took one last look at the man sleeping with his head resting on her lap before turning to the news. "It's a hectic night in Atlas," Lisa Lavender said, "With multiple developing stories. Tonight we'll cover the following: The blueprints for the PENNY artificial soul reticle have been stolen, A small riot between people calling themselves "Bumblebee" and "Black Sun" had to be broken up by atlas police forces, Several men have been arrested for sexually harassing female cat faunuses, a group of unknown people have left on a pilgrimage to the dragon continent claiming that they were off to find "mommy Salem". A petition to use what a group of people call "the relic of creation" to revive the Mistral hero Pyrrha Nikos was handed over to General Ironwood with 10k signatures SDC heir Whitley Schnee has gone missing, presumably kidnapped, and a disturbing "Fauniggers BTFO" graffiti has appeared at the dust mine that collapsed in a tragic accident a few years ago." Harriet sighed. Scroll footage of a large crowd of obese men running through the streets with their arms spread out behind them played. The newscaster narrated: "It seems all of these stories are connected: a group of mostly men has suddenly appeared in the streets of Atlas and Mantle, commiting both crimes and acts of kindness. We don't know much about them, but after speaking with one of them, we know they are all followers of an elusive person or entity they call the "roobee general" Stay tuned for more. When hearing the name of the apparent leader of his group, the man smiled faintly in his sleep and mumbled: "fuck jannies... and fuck niggers... back to /trash/ we go..."
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That was fuckin excellent. I bet I'm at the wake for Stripey, if it's made to be a public event. Assuming it's reachable from where rwbyg spawned in Atlas.
LMAO this reminds me of the 100 Autists sent to Remnant thread from 2023. Fuckin' A.
>I actually forgot to put the cum moment in "Well? Just about ready to cum?" she asked "I can't," the man panted. "What do you mean?" She asked. "I need you to say something..." The creep was probably into dirty talking. "What, like... Uhn, please fuck me harder?" she tried. "No, no, not that. Please tell me..." "Yeah? Tell you what?" "Please tell me bumblebee is forced bullshit." the man moaned. Without knowing what the hell that meant, Harriet obliged: "Bumblebee is forced bullshit." Right as she said it, the man yelled and convulsed, and his penis engorged even more. With powerful bursts, thick ropes of cum exploded from his dick and flew all over her, covering her body and face. The man could not stop ejaculating even when she stopped massaging his dick. At least ten or eleven warm strings lay over her body, and a glob had gotten into her mouth, tasting oddly sweet. He probably downed pineapple juice like crazy in preparation. A sweet gesture in both ways, she reasoned.
>>268 Listen man, hate to break it to you but I don't think the white fang is letting a 500 lbs human into the funeral of their leader.
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>>268 >Assuming it's reachable from where rwbyg spawned in Atlas. Didn't we spawn in Mistral? It's how we BTFO Raven and anon got his medal of valor.
>>690 Oh there's no continuity here, in my world you spawn where you want.
Edited last time by cat_lad on 04/23/2025 (Wed) 17:51:51.
>>693 I see. Wacky fun either way.
Electric shock cowgirl
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Why the fuck wasn't Harriet a Hare Faunus? Like not even a stupid bunny tail, I guess they wanted Marrow to be "le tokenized minority" in Atlas' forces but it kinda falls flat. And Harriet with Hare-legs as her faunus trait would be perfect for her semblance and the Hare fable reference. Plus giving a more varied fighting style, maybe have her fight like Bellamy from One Piece or Boku no Hero's Mirko. As a side note her last name, Bree, makes me think of Brie cheese, every time. However Bree is apparently the name of a beige like color.
Edited last time by An0nym00se on 07/03/2025 (Thu) 13:55:38.
>>3628 >Hare-legs as her faunus trait Kinda like Arrastra Skye from Grimm Campaign?
>>3749 Yeah, yeah pretty much that. Honestly Grimm Campaign is underrated, a lot of good world-building.
If you made Harriet snort cocaine how fast do you think she'd go? Mix in some PCP and ya think she'd go literally ballistic?
>>3478 A post about how Harriet's old partner Tortuga is completely unexplored in the series.
Just realized this browsing >>>/fast/ but Harriet has the same energy as Surge the Tenrec (mixed in with some Tock, color and teeth wise)
>>4483 >mixed in with some Tock, color and teeth wise And attitude wise I'd say. >>3628 Also why didn't you link to the Faunus thread? >>43
>>4731 >And attitude wise I'd say. Harriet shares the predatory attitude >why didn't you link to the Faunus thread? Dunno. Thanks.
While Ruby's potential abilities with her semblance at full potential are closer to what The Flash can do (matter manipulation and speed and whatnot) visually the closest to the Flash is Harriet with her semblance and the lightning aspect to it. Given that, I wish they did more with it. https://rwby.fandom.com/wiki/Super-Speed
Going off >>5452 >>5456 What would be the best shipname out of these for this lads?
>>4428 >that question with that pic >Harriet: "STRAP ME TO A MISSILE! FIRE ME AT THE LEVIATHAN! I AM READY! SIR!" >>6780 Track Stars, lol
>>6785 >Track Stars Kek >STRAP ME TO A MISSILE! FIRE ME AT THE LEVIATHAN! I AM READY! SIR! Double Kek. Perfectly fits her character.


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