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fcrmidulcsus · 6 years
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to: dad
i know you probably already have a watch, but i bet it’s not one with a map of africa on it! :D thanks for being the best dad ever and for always being there for me. love you, pops.
imari
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fcrmidulcsus · 6 years
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big monkey,
i know this gift is corny and small but, everything is edible. and i really hope you like it, dad. i love you! 
-aurelia
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fcrmidulcsus · 6 years
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Dad you’ve always been there for me, through every little thing and I just love you so much! You’ve always been there to protect me from everything and I think this photo is a perfect representation of that. I couldn’t have asked for a better dad. I love you! Merry Christmas!
-Kinsley
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fcrmidulcsus · 6 years
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I know this is super cheesy and ridiculous but i thought it was super cute and who doesn’t love candy? I know it’s not the most expensive present in the world but a simple way of telling you how much you mean to me! I love you! 
-Josie
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fcrmidulcsus · 6 years
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I’m really terrible at gifts but I saw this watch and thought it was cool and also I just thought it was a good reminder of how when I’m with you time doesn’t exist. It feels like everything goes away and the world is ours. Thanks for being the best boyfriend ever, Bray. Merry Christmas!
-Benji
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fcrmidulcsus · 6 years
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I really wasn’t sure what to get you, as this is my first Christmas, so I did what I do best. Draw. I really hope you like this man! Merry Christmas
-Ed 
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fcrmidulcsus · 6 years
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@stcrliightt {Mama La Bouff}
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“Morning mom!” She called, when her mother walked into her apartment. The blonde was perched on her legs while she cleaned the fireplace, wanting it to look spotless for tomorrow when she decides to light it in the morning. “Are you as excited for Christmas as I am? I think I began decorating this place almost a week before Thanksgiving.” Claire laughed, a sheepish smile gracing her rosy pink lips.
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fcrmidulcsus · 6 years
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@woodyxpride
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Bridget was reading her book, with her dark framed glasses perched on her nose and a cup of finished tea sitting next to her on the end table. Whenever she was home, the blonde claimed the same nook in the living room to read her books. A smile grew on her face when she heard the familiar footfalls of her father, before she was getting up from her little hiding spot to go fill up her mug again. “Hey Dad!” Came her cheerful voice, happy to be home to spend time with her parents. “I’m about to make a cup of tea, would you like one or coffee?” Her nose wrinkled a bit in distaste for the bitter drink, as she was moving closer to the kitchen.
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fcrmidulcsus · 6 years
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@chacsriising {Jayden}
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“Jay Bird, do you have plans for Christmas Eve, or Christmas day? I was thinking we can have a little brotherly get together at my place? Since I mean it’s our actual first celebration of the holiday?” The older male questioned, a brow raising as he looked at his younger brother. He wanted to make this a holiday his siblings could remember, especially since Christmas wasn’t really a thing back on the isle.
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fcrmidulcsus · 6 years
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@confiidcnce {Vanessa}
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Lily was organizing all of her presents into neat little piles on her girlfriend’s bed, before she was moving to look for the wrapping paper. As she was moving through the apartment, she spotted said girlfriend messing around in the kitchen. A soft smile graced her lips, before she was clearing her throat. “How is it that it’s almost Christmas Eve, and I have yet to actually wrap my presents?” She questioned, while holding up a small pile of presents which was for her baby sister. Lily asked Vanessa if it was possible that she can hide her presents here, knowing that one of her siblings would try to peek at what she had gotten them if they were left in her own apartment. The only gifts that were at her apartment, were for the older female and were the only gifts that were actually wrapped already. “Also, where do you keep the wrapping paper? I forgot to grab some on my way over.” Came her sheepish reply, while a smile played at her lips.
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fcrmidulcsus · 6 years
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@biittersweets {Kinsley}
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“So I might have found a dog, adopted him and named him Scraps.” Caspian spoke, while he was moving to hold the dog in front of one of his closest friends. The male wasn’t actually expecting to grow attached to the dog, but once the vet asked the dark eyed male would like to adopt him, he knew that he was too attached to say no. “Isn’t he cute? The vet said he’s about a year and a half years old.” His grin was present in his words, and his excitement was being slightly controlled even though it was shining in his eyes.
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fcrmidulcsus · 6 years
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@goldenheaart {Leo}
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Lily’s favorite thing about the winter season, was the fact that it was an acceptable time to drink some of her favorite warm beverages, especially hot chocolate which is why she now stood outside of her younger brother’s dorm room. The hand that wasn’t holding her own festive cup filled with the warm chocolate drink, was holding a Santa mug filled with the same beverage while her foot lightly kicked at her brother’s door. “Leo!” She called, a wide smile growing on her lips, almost giddy with excitement at spending time with her younger brother just a day shy of Christmas Eve. “I brought you a mug of hot coco!” 
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fcrmidulcsus · 6 years
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@confiidcnce {Perdita}
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I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride; I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving you but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close. | Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
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fcrmidulcsus · 6 years
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biittersweets:
@fcrmidulcsus ( eugene )
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rapunzel was sitting at her easel in the painted duckling, her back to the door and her husband’s electric eyes staring at her from her canvas. the blonde was feeling low on muse and whenever she was struggling for inspiration, she turned to her first and most important muse: her husband. his scruffy jawline and kind eyes were almost second nature to her hands when they had a paintbrush in them. turning her head briefly when she head the bell above the door, the blonde murmured to her guest a quick “in a second!” realizing who stood there, she dropped her paintbrush and turned happily to face her husband. “eugene!”
Eugene was making his way over to the painted duckling, to pick up his wonderful blonde wife and bring her out to grab something to eat for lunch. It became a normal occurrence for the dark haired male to either bring Punzie lunch, or to take her out especially since he was home most days of the week, unless it was the days he worked which meant that he would be at the Lanterns Pub all day making sure everything was in order. “Your poor husband needs to wait a second? I was expecting longer, especially since you seem to be in your painting zone.” Came his teasing filled words, while a smile graced his lips at the sight of the woman he loved. “Blondie! I came to see if I can tempt you away from work for some lunch?”
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fcrmidulcsus · 6 years
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@spotsandfreckles​
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“The one time I actually need to call my wife, and my phone decides to not work that’s just great.” The light haired male mumbled, a frown gracing his lips as he tried getting a signal on his phone. Green hues looked around quickly, before the male was moving towards the little cafe on the corner of the street. The male was so lost in his own thoughts, until he almost stumbled into the boy with black and white hair ahead of him, which cause his breath to be caught a bit in his throat when thoughts of an older women with that same hair flashed through his mind. Pongo lightly shook his head, causing his thoughts about how the boy could be like his mother faded from his mind, especially since he was always encouraging his children to be their own person and not turn out like their parents, so why should the child of his enemy be treated any differently. “Sorry for almost crashing into you, sport.” Came his gruff reply, while a small soft smile grew on his face.
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fcrmidulcsus · 6 years
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This here is the man, the myth, the legend;  Eugene ‘They just can't get my nose right!’ Fitzherbert. Read all about him below!!
Actually still tells people his name is Flynn, even though mostly everyone knows his real name.
If you aren’t his wife, then you aren’t allowed to call him Eugene that’s pretty much the bottom line tbh.
His Punzie, Blondie, Wife and his Dream, means the absolute world to him, like he falls in love with her more and more everyday and thanks his lucky stars that they ended up together.
He loves all of his kids, Petals {Rosie}, Little Flame{Forest}, and Little Flower {Cesca}. Like he’s so happy that him and Punzie have these three wonderful gems, and that they are worth more than any treasure he’s ever taken.
When he found out they were expecting their first child aka Forest, he actually freaked out because he never really had a father figure since he was raised in an orphanage, and along with that he didn’t think he was going to be a good father.
By the time Forest was born, Flynn was actually really prepared and never really let his son out of his sight. Tbh if you ever wanted to find out where the prince of Corona disappeared to just follow the sounds of Forest’s laughs and there you’ll find Flynn.
Spoils his kids, I mean he spoiled his only son before he was even born, and proceeded to do the same thing for his little girls.
Is quite protective over his little family, and would do everything in his power to make sure no harm befalls on them.
He works at a pub, it’s mostly to get out the pent up recklessness and he only works there three days of the week and the rest of the time he’s at home doing family things.
If he sees a drawing of himself, he’ll point out the fact that they messed up his nose again which always makes a pout form on his lips.
DID I MENTION, HIS WIFE IS HIS REASON FOR BEING GOOD, AND THAT SHE MEANS THE WORLD TO HIM. ALONG WITH THE FACT THAT SHE WAS THE ONLY DREAM HE EVER WANTED?
This got super long, but it’s Flynn in a nutshell aka the important bits of who he is or else I would’ve gone on about him.
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fcrmidulcsus · 6 years
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