OH btw the pebbles blog is 100% happening and already underway, I'm just making the rules and info on a neocities site so it's more mobile friendly and customizable which means it will take longer to create. We're getting there though 👌 there will be a fanart section and everything :)
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What's a song you associate with a seemingly random character? Because mine is Killing Me Softly With His Song by Roberta Flack for Sarabi from the lion king 👀
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Pebbles is an undocumented Lilo & Stitch experiment which found his way to Earth. He is mainly just an emotionally unregulated toddler, throwing tantrums and screaming when he doesn't get his way — but past that, he is very sweet and lovable. His "purpose" is to be a companion to families who cannot have their own children, or to soothe the pain of empty nest syndrome.
Most families are not permanent, however, as many will fight for custody over Pebbles viciously, or otherwise show great favoritism and cause an unfair imbalance within the family, which causes Pebbles to flee the situation.
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Pebbles is an undocumented Lilo & Stitch experiment which found his way to Earth. He is mainly just an emotionally unregulated toddler, throwing tantrums and screaming when he doesn't get his way — but past that, he is very sweet and lovable. His "purpose" is to be a companion to families who cannot have their own children, or to soothe the pain of empty nest syndrome.
Most families are not permanent, however, as many will fight for custody over Pebbles viciously, or otherwise show great favoritism and cause an unfair imbalance within the family, which causes Pebbles to flee the situation.
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PLEASE give us more information about him omg i love him im going to CRYYY
Oh god okay ??? Let's see uhhhh
Probably best to kind of clarify the details of why he's usually left behind and develop that more bc I feel like that's not enough material
He's left behind a lot by inexperienced first time parents who can't handle his tantrums.
The favoritism neglect can go both ways; Pebbles is either pushed aside for the new child or is smothered over the sibling, who, out of jealousy, lashes out at Pebbles and he runs away
He cannot be near fire because he WILL try to touch it
He gets caught eating a lot of things he shouldn't, especially rocks. That's why he's called Pebbles.
He calls broccoli "brogle", and he hates it.
LOVES drawing on the wall.
Loves chewing on anyone and anything.
Has little needle-like puppy teeth.
If he is put in time-out, he will SCREAM, and it is LOUD. You can hear it from a house and a half away.
He is too little to fly
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anyway here's another piece of him I just finished. I love him <3
𝙳𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎, 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚟𝚎
ʷʰʸ ᵈᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜʳʸ?
Another piece of Pebbles with a background from recollection. I headcanon that he's been left alone at the store before, abandoned by one of the caretakers that had begun to raise him. Seems he just hasn't found the right family yet...
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If it makes you happy, you should do it. There's always at least one person who will support your work, and he's really cute! Do you have any more info about him?
I don't have a TON on him as of yet, but essentially he's one of Jumba's undocumented experiments. He's pretty tame in terms of being "evil" at first — He's not really evil at all. Just... well, a baby. A toddler. He cries, he throws tantrums, he does what little kids do.
But his ultimate "purpose" is serving as something to love for people who can't have their own children, or keeping company with parents suffering empty nest syndrome.
This, however, seems to come back to bite him again and again, because he can never find the right family that sticks. They either always fight over him with another family and he runs away out of fright, or the family he's with eventually gets another child and he is put in a neglectful situation out of favoritism. It's a sad sort of tale, but Pebbles is just a good boy that wants to be loved.
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I'm considering opening a single muse blog for the time being so that I can kinda slowly get back into the swing of things, but I'm not sure. I'm really attached to this little guy right now, but I'm unsure if people will be put off by the idea that I'm just hopping to another concept. Ultimately I want to slowly get chugging back at all of my blogs at a low speed, but I'm just uncertain if he's something anyone would have interest in.
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I think! That!! You're really cool and I'm glad we are mutuals
Anonymously tell me how you feel about me. I can't reply, I just have to read it and post it.
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How do I feel about you?
How do I feel about you?
You’re likely gonna guess immediately who I am, but…
You are absolutely amazing, and you deserve nothing but joy and happiness. I care so much for you (platonic), and all that you’ve done for me is mind-boggling.
I’m very proud to consider you my best online friend, and I’m so glad we’re mutuals.
💙
Anonymously tell me how you feel about me. I can't reply, I just have to read it and post it.
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Anonymously tell me how you feel about me. I can't reply, I just have to read it and post it.
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—–🐾🐾🐾—–
"I completely understand," Snoop reassured with the wave of a paw before starting toward her home with the bundle cradled in her other arm.
"Ever since I was a kid, I always liked animals n' critters alike — Just something that clicked with me. My mums never thought I'd be a bat rehabilitator, though."
Upon unlocking the door, she pushed it open and gestured to the interior politely. "It's not quite a proper place b'cause I run the thing by myself mostly. A lot of it rides on donation, so I run it all from home."
—–🐾🐾🐾—–
Yikes! Powerline incident! What did that mean? Actually, Chilli didn't want to know. She had a pretty solid mental image conjured up in her mind that she'd rather not have an actual, more haunting description put to.
"If it wouldn't be too much trouble?" Chilli smiled at the offer. Ever since the incident with the budgie, she'd been afraid of something like this happening again. Thankfully, this time seemed less severe. The odds seem to be in the little guy's favor.
"I just wanna make sure he's okay. Poor little fella looks completely out of it." She offers, following Snoop closely. "Plus... I've always found veterinary work interestin'. Considered it myself before I settled into my career. And I know one of my kids would love to hear about all the neat things a vet's in charge of."
⚔️ @fledermuse
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—–🦊🦊🦊—–
Jane does her best not to initiate eye contact with those that regard her with those soured glances. She's embarrassed and humbled enough as it is — any more than a couple of words her way threat to have her try and disappear into the floor. That's what she'd hope, anyway.
Still, when Orel offers to have her wait outside, she steels herself. Humbled or not, she'd look a meek fool to stay behind like a shaking teacup poodle. She's not one of those. Not ever again.
Hardening her gaze, she haughtily pushes some hair off of her shoulder. "Inside's fine, kid." She rumbles, letting her eyes scan curiously over the building, then land back on Orel.
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He hadn't noticed that his words had been an insult to her so he continues down the path . In his mind he was helping . Nodding he smiles to himself . It sure does feel good to help the poor . 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 ! 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐭 !
As they turn the block, of course, they are met with the few sparing glances of the townsfolk , people Orel seems more than acquainted with , he greets them all on his way . Some ask ' What are you up to there , Orel ? ' and he just responds ❝ Oh , I'm just helping a friend out ! ❞ Noses scrunch their disapproval at the sight of the masked woman . The mask seems to rouse a lot of suspicion . Orel , again , hasn't seemed to notice .
Eventually they make it to Sal's Corner Store which is also multi-functional and operates as a breakfast bar in this earlier hours of the morning . He turns to the stranger at the door and asks . ❝ Do you want to come in or stay out here ? I can bring you the food if you want or you can come into where it's warm and sit and eat with me ? ❞
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I started a reading of Silverwing today on a private stream, but I recorded it so anyone who's interested can listen along!
It's about an hour long and goes through chapters 1 to 3.
Link to the stream archive.
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Ramble: Roleplay as a whole
I've been very on the fence in the idea of what I'd like to do with my blogs long-term, I'll be honest. I try not to put too much pressure on myself to return to them, but I flip back and forth in my motivation for RP because, at the moment, it's a touchy subject.
Roleplay has taken up a significant portion of my life, and I love the collaboration of writers. I love the community, I love the creativity... I love it all.
But as much as I do love it all, I sometimes worry that my priorities aren't in order because of the way I was raised.
I was raised in a household that very much centered around internet and media being the source of all and only entertainment. Bored? Go play with toys or get on the computer. Lonely? Go play with toys or get on the computer. Mad? Well... You get the idea.
And sure, that's a fine enough idea in the moment for a pair of parents that don't have the energy to handle an ADHD child. And still, it's a comforting practice that I like partaking in.
But I think I've come to learn lately that RP isn't all there is. Meaningful connections and experiences are out there, I've just been stuck in my house so long that I've chosen not to truly recognize it. It took some very painful experiences to reflect on parts of myself as a person, and I'm still struggling to cope with some of those experiences, but I think they're useful to my knowledge of the world around me.
I want to get out more. I want to be less afraid of the world, scary though it surely is. I want to understand new perspectives and explore all there is to explore.
This doesn't necessarily mean that I'm giving up on RP as a whole, but it does mean that my processing power for the amount of threads I've accumulated is significantly slower. It means that I want to focus on what I can do as a person that writes, rather than a writer.
Maybe this self-focus is what I've needed all along. I've been expressing my struggles and conflict within my Wattpad and while it may not be the best writing to someone in an outside perspective, it's incredibly meaningful to me and it feels like the truest writing I've ever written.
Perhaps I'll crave RP again soon. Maybe I'll encourage it on a different platform like Discord. Only time will tell. But for now, I would rather get to know the people I've written with over the years on a personal level. I want to connect with the people I plot with and understand the face behind the words. It's meaningful to me.
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