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Tofu and Lapis
#our photos#our plush#mouse#mice#bunny#rabbit#plush#plushie#stuffie#stuffed animal#stuffed animals#plushy#mouse plush#bunny plush#rabbit plush#plush mouse#plush bunny#plush rabbit#mose plushie#bunny plushie#rabbit plushie#bunny stuffie#rabbit stuffie#mouse stuffie#squishmallow
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Who are you choosing if my characters were in a dating sim?
Lennon:
Gremlin mode
Daddy issues
Bad hair
Musical/Creative genius. Perfect pitch
Ambitious
Doesn't shower
Ate a lasagna once
Doesn't know how to use his words
Fights drywall
Movie watcher
Chicken addiction
Street smart
Closeted Weezer fan
Dunkin Donuts
Shoes on the bed
Green Day
Might be silly
Goes up the stairs on all fours
Stressed/depressed/poorly dressed
PBC singer and lead guitar
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Tony:
Purple
Crazy driver
:3
Mall pretzels
Catholic school survivor
Emotionally smart/book smart
Stressed/depressed/dressed to impress
Afraid of getting old/ugly
Wants to fight the MBTA
Might be delusional
throws up from anxiety
Redbull and Taco Bell
Loves dogs
Green Day
Poetic
Saw Moses (biblical) in the woods while high with Theo
Bisexual
Lactose intolerant
Finds meaning in everything
Always in a relationship
PBC bassist and "manager"
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Enzo:
Evil
Might have killed a man
Man Bun
Posts on DeviantART
Loves dragons
whispers and shakes
Future tattoo artist
Movie connoisseur
Might be a furry...?
LOVES the Saw movie franchise
Protective and loyal
Street smart
Stays up all night in the dark
In an online relationship
Does what he wants
Doesn't waste time
Sparkling water enjoyer
Tea drinker
Never listened to a music in his life
Guitarist in a band (PBC)
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Theo:
From New Hampshire
Asexual
Golden retriever personality
Grew up with 8 siblings
Joined the military after High School
Eats Oatmeal?
Doesn't wear a seatbelt
Outdoorsy/hiking adventures
Works at a club/bar with his wife, Gia
Is a cinnamon roll
Emotionally smart
Saw Moses (biblical) in the woods while high with Tony
Calls music his "funky jams"
Forgets his shoes
Mtn Dew
Forgetful
Kidney Stones
His appendix exploded once
PBC drummer
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Park:
Loves alcohol
Hates the government
Hates the IRS
Has never paid taxes
No sense of personal space/very touchy
LOUD
Climbs things
Grilled cheese enthusiast
Dunkin Donuts manager
Aliens are 4 realz
loves video games
Wicked smart
Goes to MIT for like space engineering or something idk
Makes monkey noises
"I have to be both the sexiest and most mentally challenged person in the room at all times"
Obsessed with skin walkers
Conspiracy theories
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Oli:
Photography/cinematography
Graphic design
Urban Explorer
Abandoned things
Summer time vibes
Lives in sleeveless shirts
Black coffee drinker
health freak/gym rat
Smokes cigarettes (hey we all have our vices)
Secretly gay
Chronic complainer
Works at zumies
Does graffiti
Runs from his problems
Travels for work
Drives a modded Subaru
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Alyssa:
Preforms unethical experiments in the sims 3
Loves cows
So many many plushies there's no room for her in the bed
weezer fan
Talks a lot
Lots of keychains/charms
Maximalism!
Assertive
Good listener
Workaholic
HAS to be the BEST at anything she does
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Rosie
Grew up with strict parents
Working too many hours at Dunkin Donuts
Former ballet/dancer
Likes to bake and really good at it!
Compulsive liar
"I have a twin sister who goes to another school"
Gets jealous easily
Body image problems/eating disorders :(
Emotionally Immature
Spider eyelashes
A nose ring is "rebelling from my parents"
Currently in college
Afraid of change
Emotional support eldest daughter
Loves to sing
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Almost ten years ago I did a small run of plush toys! Mose was made to scare away other monsters from kid’s bedroom at night! He’s helped a bunch of kids ( and adults) over the years and maybe it’s time for him to come back! What do you think? I’d love to do an updated version 🧐🧐 #missmonster #missmonstermel #mosethemonster #moseplush #plushies https://www.instagram.com/p/Ci-r-s5JDNl/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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⸺ 𝗣𝗘𝗢𝗣𝗟𝗘 𝗜'𝗗 𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘 𝗧𝗢 𝗚𝗘𝗧 𝗧𝗢 𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪 𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥 !
tagged by @unwaveringblade
tagging: @altosk, @tenebriism, @voidtouched-blue!
alias / name: Shi / ShiShi
birthday: May 31
zodiac sign: Gemini
height: im five feet huwwow
hobbies: video games but also finding That One Character and digging through their content so deep you don't even know if you're human anymore. if you think Yuri is in that category you would be correct. other hobbies include collecting bunny plushies. and um, writing characters from my favorite stuff. haha. duh.
favourite colour: red and blue. it seems to fluctuate at any given moment, honestly.
favourite book: i don't read books lolol
last song: uhhh i don't rly remember but if i had to guess i'm going to say it was scutum - decisive battle from rebirth's ost. shit's a banger. play tor. watch a subbed walkthrough of tor (it exists). idc. just do tor. do it for mao.
last film / show: been a while so I don't remember LOL. mostly a gaming person (and even that I'm limited with bc I'm very picky and specific abt my games. I play very few games but when I play them I PLAY them).
recent reads: does manga count? then probably the latest chapter of Talentless Nana or else I don't remember. shit's a manga banger, go read it. if you read it come talk to me abt it come talk to me abt it come talk to me abt it come talk to me abt i
story behind url: uhhh i needed a fuckin' url right quick so i went super simple: guild name + meaning of yuri's last name (young wolf), but i also wanted to put more emphasis on yuri being brave versus just the guild name and his last name's meaning.
fun fact about me: my favorite tales character in all the grand lands is moses sandor im not fucking kidding that man is everything to me. if you want to cheat and get another fun fact, i used to cosplay leon magnus when i was like sixteen or around there (and would like to again, that's my other boy!) and this one lady saw me in the artist's alley and got so excited and happy and told me i made her weekend and gave me a free pin of her leon art. yeah. i hope that lady is doing very well today somewhere out there.
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Birthday Roundup
From @justletmebeokay
$100 monetary gift
3 pounds of assorted Ukranian Roshen Candies
I put $75 of Jam's gift towards the Botany Game
From Samantha (who deactivated the other day)
$20 monetary gift
I put Sam's gift + the remainder of Jam's gift towards a gardening stool with pockets for my gardening tools
From @helheth
An assortment of 5 Orange based Perfume Samples
They're literally all bangers and I haven't disliked a single one. But my two favorites that stand out so far are L'Artisian Parfumeur's "Histoire D'Orangers" and Xerjoff's "Symphonium"
From @lavellan-commander / @henbane-and-honeysuckle
"The Gefilte Manifesto: New Recipes for Old World Jewish Foods" by Jeffrey Yoskowitz
From A lovely Anon
"Accessible Gardening for People With Physical Disabilities: A Guide to Methods, Tools, and Plants" by Janeen Adil
A Multi-Function, Non Slip Jar Opening Kit
The Original TeeTurtle Reversible Octopus Sensory / Fidget Plushie' in Pink / Aqua
From my Grandmother in Law
$75 monetary gift
Used most of it to purchase a physical copy of "The Divine code: The Guide to Observing the Noahide Code, Revealed from Mount Sinai in the Torah of Moses" finally + a bottle of MoonWlkr "Extra Strength" Pain Relief Gummies
From my Brother in Law
$25 gift card
Used half of it to purchase myself a pack of Seed Envelopes to repackage some of my seeds that are messed up + a set of sealable product envelope bag things to put some tea blends in so I can start doing something with some of the herbs I've already grown this year.
I genuinely hate getting gift cards and wish people would just give cash, though. Because when they don't, I’m stuck in situations like I am now, where I’d love to buy something online but you can’t do split payments like you can at a regular cashier, and the balance is too much for the gift card. So I'm trying to get the rest of it off the card and into my bank account so I don't have to deal with the annoyance of a gift card anymore ... But I can't because Paypal won’t let me “send money to myself” 🙄 It's so dumb.
From my Parents In Law
A set of 5 ceramic Tea Pot shaped Spoon / Tea Bag Rests in different floral prints
A set of new floral patterned gardening tools- including kneeling pad, thin toothed rake, thick toothed rake, and spade.
From my Husband
A Lego Orchid set
A really sweet card
A bouquet of Roses
A French Style cheesecake dessert
Plus I had a Steak Dinner (with Steak, Mint and Lemon Potato Salad, and Green Beans and Onions) that he cooked + a Cake (lightly Orange flavored, with Pineapple Curd Filling, and a cream Cheese Frosting, then fully covered in Coconut with little pineapple dollops on top) that I cooked
Thank you, everyone, who got me gifts. This has literally been the loveliest birthday I've ever had and your gifts have meant so much to me; each one has been so absolutely thoughtful and left me in tears in one way or another. I can't express how much they've meant after decades of my birthdays pretty much being the worst, ha. so thank you, truly. This has meant so incredibly much to me.
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I filled up a sketchbook!
It contains six months of Encanto fan art, from June 1st to December 1st. The first sketchbook I’ve finished in years.
Allow me to be self-indulgent and link some of my favorite drawings 😅
Bruno angst from @encantoisawesome’s fic! This is the first drawing in my sketchbook!
Bruno placing a paper flower behind Dolores’ ear, a scene from @acewithapaintbrush‘s fic, “A Place for Crows (to rest their feet)”
Motivational Dolores!
Bruno with warm soup belly (aka a sopancita)
Baby and kid Bruno sleeping with his rat plushie (named Sarita)
Young Julieta and young Agustín 🫓🐝
Headcanon: Bruno hums while he eats
The triplets dressed up as Miriam, Aaron and Moses from The Prince of Egypt
Julieta pinching Bruno’s cheeks! (It became my first DTIYS!)
Bruno con pancita :3
Pepa lifting Bruno up in a hug 💛💚
Bruno lighting Shabbat candles - Jewish Madrigals 😌
He’d like some arepas, please 🥺👉👈
Julieta and Bruno hug! (featuring a belly pat), drawn in collaboration with @empty-cryptid for their cute Encantober fic!
A drawing for the triplets’ birthday (featuring a belly poke)
The triplets all reunite! A PB&J sandwich ☀️⏳🫓
Félix and his sobrinas! For Félix’s birthday
Bruno and his squishable, chubby cheeks. This is the last page of my sketchbook!
Thank you all for your likes, comments, and reblogs! Looking forward to filling up the next sketchbook! ✨
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neurodivergent mlm dream apartment :3c
- lotsa pillows + blankets + plushys + soft stuffs
- plants all over the damn place
- posters + pictures + paintings covering the walls
- rugs n stuff coz soft
- sensory hammocks
- those foam-y tiles you see at kid’s centers
- stuff for auditory stim
- shelves and bookcases crammed with all sortsa trinkets + knick-knacks
- more books than can be reasonably consumed
- sketchbooks , pencils , canvases , markers , highlighters , watercolors , etc
- scrap papers n random charms n chains n stuff for makin stuffs
- kandi beads
- bathroom counter full of makeup n hairclips n jewelry n such
- ridiculous amounts of hairdye cozzzz y’know , queer lol
- dorky posters & figurines mixed among like , science n literature stuff
- a ton of stuff related to all of our seventeen thousand special interests / hyperfixes
- concert merch + event posters + similar
- random matching items laying around
- alt decor mixed with like ,,, academia and goblincore and cryptid and decora...
song of the post :: make out in my car by moses sumney + sufjan stevens
#mlm#mlm thoughts#mlm posting#neurodivergent mlm#autistic mlm#mlm yearrning#mlm t4t#nblm page#nblm t4t#nblm posting#autistic queer#Spotify
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Deltarune. Undertale trash. It's a plushie. Google it .
The Lord never told Moses any of these words
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Drunk Corin strikes again
Yeah, uhm, I’m having far too much fun writing these and thinking about unleashing him upon character by character.... xD
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Today marks the one standard year anniversary of when Kiergan, Hauroko and Leave-it had met Corin and Din for the very first time and while Hauroko’s death still looms like a shadow, it was decided to celebrate the day as the founding of ST-2199’s safe haven for Troopers.
Paz was not a part of it back then, but he doesn’t mind taking part in the celebration. While slipping out to chug down the occasional drink by himself, he spends most of the time soaking up the atmosphere and observing this odd gathering of allies.
The ex-Troopers are singing and making poor efforts at dancing, except for the one who is trying to win favors with Zev’sonya. The blond is met with sour looks and snappy remarks, but even Paz can see her relaxed body language and the slight flush to her cheeks have nothing to do with the drink in her hand.
Then there is the limping Trooper making sure Mose has enough to drink as well. The Hutt kept strictly to himself when they first acquired this castle, but Paz has noticed he has started to spend more and more time outside of his room, even if his large eyes will occasionally narrow with wariness and he prefers to stick to the corners of a room. If someone had told Paz he would be allies with a Hutt a year ago, he would have thought it so unlikely it wouldn’t even be funny.
A loud laugh draws his attention and Paz can’t help smiling a little as he sees Raga shaking with mirth while Din stands in front of her and his posture is everything but pleased. She always did know how to piss him off in five words or less. It’s an impressive skill and one of the countless reasons why he loves her so karking much.
Turning to head out for another sip of his drink, Paz walks directly into someone, which happens all the time, but for once he apologizes when he sees who it is. “Corin.” He reaches out and grabs his upper arm to prevent the happily smiling man from falling over. “Sorry. Didn’t see you there.”
Corin responds with a cheerful hum and toppling forward and wrapping his arms around Paz’s torso, hugging him tight.
Paz amiably pats his back. Corin is tactile on a regular day, so it figures he’d be even worse when he’s drunk. “You okay?”
“You’re awesome.” Corin declares, cheek squished against Paz’ breastplate. “Like… really.”
Snorting a laugh, Paz feels a wave of affection and wraps his own arms around Corin. “You’re drunk, vod.”
“Yes!” Corin brightly declares, wiggling even closer. “And you give awesome hugs. Like a big plushie. With armor. I like you, you know. Din’s so lucky, has the best big brother ever.”
Even more amused, Paz can’t help himself. “Make sure you tell him that.”
“I will.” Corin swears in a solemn voice.
“Okay then…” Paz lets go and straightens up, only to realize Corin isn’t budging. He waits a couple of seconds, but when he still won’t let go Paz hints by lightly prodding Corin’s shoulder.
Nothing but a happy hum.
Placing his hand on Corin’s shoulder and gently increasing the pressure confirms Paz’ suspicion; Corin is not going anywhere. His arms even tightens around Paz’ torso and he makes an unhappy whine at the no longer so subtle hint to let go.
Fine, if Corin won’t let go, then Corin will have to suffer the consequences.
Paz bends his knees, wraps his arm around Corin’s upper thighs and hoists him up as he straightens with a slight twist. It’s not the first time he’s carried a child around on his hip.
Yelping, Corin lets go, but only to throw his arms around Paz’ neck instead and automatically wraps his legs around his waist in an instinctive move to keep from falling. He relaxes his grip almost right away as he realizes what just happened and that there is no danger of Paz dropping him.
Expecting to hear demands to be let down right away, Paz hoists him on his hip a little and the smirk on his face turns a little resigned when Corin responds by sink against him and happily rests his head on the area between Paz’s neck and pauldron. Great. Is there nothing that fazes this guy?!
Paz glances over at where he’d seen Raga and Din, only to find no sign of Din. Of course. Absently placing his free hand on Corin’s back, not trusting his balance, Paz starts walking towards Raga to ask where Din had slinked off to so he can pass Corin on to him, but that’s when he hears it.
A soft sniffle, the sound of muffled crying, and there is nothing fake or theatrical about it.
Paz freezes up and horrified unease prickles up his neck. “Corin?” Was he injured but had kept it quiet, and now Paz unknowingly made it worse? It would be typical Corin to keep quiet about something like that. Paz would never have picked him up like this if he knew he was in pain! It was just a joke. He tries to ease Corin back a little to see his face, but the man holds on tighter and refuses. “Corin. Look at me. What’s wrong? Are you injured?”
Corin shakes his head against the fabric.
Even more unsettled, Paz stands there, afraid to move and make it worse. “What’s wrong?”
Corin shifts his arms a little so he can hold on tighter. “I just… This reminded me about someone.”
No less confused, Paz dares to give him a couple of awkward pats on his back. “This? Carried like this? Someone carried you like this?”
“A friend.” Corin replies in a quiet whisper. “I miss him. I miss the three of them.”
Paz has absolutely NO idea what to do. “I, uh… Maybe we could… You want to go looking for them and bring them here? We’ll help you find them, you know.”
“They’re dead.” Corin replies, word clipped but with endless amount of raw grief and pain. Then he firmly burrows his face in the fabric next to Paz’ pauldron and his fingers dig in hard where they can find a grip.
Oh. Paz’ hand rests on Corin’s back and he feels how the man has gone from so relaxed to the point of just oozing against him to his entire body being tense enough to compete with Beskar. And Paz understands. He has lost many friends too. The memory of them still hurts.
“Well, I’m still here.” Paz declares with a weak effort to sound cheerful and he pats Corin’s back again. “And I’ll carry you around whenever you want, okay?”
With a final sniffle, Corin lifts his head a little to speak. “You’re really strong.”
“I know.” Paz says, far more comfortable with this topic.
“I wish I was this strong…” Corin continues, then adds a little thoughtfully; “Din would have liked that.”
“Din thinks you’re strong enough as it is.” Paz reassures him. “You’re a good fighter.”
“Yeah, but…” Corin leans his cheek on the pauldron. “Din really likes it when I hold him down.”
Paz blinks. “I… didn’t need to know that, Corin.”
“If I was stronger, I could-”
“Okay!” Paz cuts him off, for the sake of his own sanity and Din’s dignity. “Time for you to get down now.” Little by little, he loosens his grip on Corin, expecting him to slide down and land on his feet.
That doesn’t happen.
Paz has a moment of disbelief when he holds his arms out to the sides and Corin is just hanging there. Effortlessly. Like a barnacle!
“I know you want Din to be happy too, just like me.” Corin is completely unfazed. “You two act like you don’t care about each other, but you do. You really do. And he does too. He loves you and you love him. It’s beautiful.”
Paz looks around the room, scouting for Din with a touch of panic now. “Din!”
Corin sighs. “You two need to stop fighting all the time. Just hug it out. You give the best hugs and he likes to be hugged.”
“DIN!”
“What?!” Din’s voice snaps, clearly annoyed.
“Unless you want me to bring him along to take a leak, I suggest you get him off me!” Paz snaps back.
Sighing, Din steps up next to them and reaches out to touch Corin’s shoulder. “Come here, ner kar’ta.”
Corin makes a happy sound. He reaches out his right arm, slides it behind Din’s neck and yanks him close to trap him with Paz and himself with such intensity that Din’s helmet hits Paz’ breastplate with a solid ‘clang’. “Vod hugging time!”
And none of them sees Raga, barely able to suppress her laughter, as she holds up her vambrace and scans the image as Paz yells, Din flails and Corin smiles and hugs them tight.
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Gorgeous and heart-breaking flashback to Pat carrying babyCorin home with Drop and Dee endlessly amused by the sight... Compliments of the art deity @cacodaemonia herself <3 <3
#the mandalorian his son and the storm trooper#Corin Valentis#DIn Djarin#Paz Vizla#cameos#Drunk!Corin strikes again#the one-shots start coming and they don't stop coming
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kind of a random thought but fangamer has been knocking it out of the park with their mgs merch as of late,,, i find myself staring longingly at the big shell shirt from time to time hehe
YES THEY HAVE! They totally have! I'm not much of a merch person but I still want to own everything on there. I have limited merch space in my apartment and I also have limited money... ...
Some of the shirts are so good though. The Shadow Moses hat. THE PLUSHIES. The little snake and raiden pins are my favorite and I wish they were charms, LOOK at these lads:
Arent they perfect?
Fangamer being Good At Merch like this almost makes me feel catered to, which is so unfamiliar as a westerner who likes JP properties, less "japan gets all the cool merch and we don't". Lol.
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Headcanon tidbits
- Garland does Yoga. It’s his way to chill out and just relax. He tries to get the rest of his team to try it but gets mixed results. Mystel keeps turning himself into a pretzel and laughing, Moses/Crusher giving up, and Brooklyn never getting past Savasana pose (also called the corpse pose. You can imagine why). Thankfully, Ming-Ming is an excellent pupil and Garland is forever grateful for that.
- Kai has excellent handwriting in every language he can speak. He is also the slowest writer but it can at least be legible unlike Takao/Tyson’s.
- Emily collects stickers and has them all over her personal laptop. The laptop she takes to do work on though is pristine. She can’t look anything but perfect to Judy.
- Because Julia’s hair is so long, Raul is often the one who styles it for her. As thanks, Julia makes cookies and mini cakes when she can. They both find various tutorials and recipes online and share them.
- Claude is a brilliant cook.
- Ralf/Robert looks older than he actually is. Doesn’t help he has constant resting bitch face. Oliver, on the other hand, is often mistaken as being younger than he actually is.
- Boris/Bryan likes to draw and is very territorial over his sketchbooks.
- Mariam has a massive shark plushie that Max won for her at some random carnival they went to once (where this carnival was I’m not sure. I just like the idea of him enthusiastically winning it and handing it to her coz it’s a shark. Why wouldn’t Mariam want a shark? ;D)
#beyblade#little headcanons#I've been wanting to write but struggled X)#so have these little things instead
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First Kiss
This is my Secret Santa gift for @awkwardspontaneity. I’m so sorry it’s out so late, Natasha Romanoff is one hard character to write.
@johnmurphyisqueer @hyperion-moonbabe-art3mis thanks so much for letting me join, this was a great idea!
Natasha Romanoff x reader
Word count: 968
You fiddled with your fingers as you waited, mentally reminding yourself to relax the muscles you didn’t even realize were tense.
To say you were nervous would be an understatement. Today you would be going on a first date with Natasha Romanoff; the Black Widow, a trained assassin and a woman you definitely wanted to stay on good terms with. But above all, you were hoping this date would go well enough that it could lead to more.
You were in love with the Black Widow. And she might be in love with you too. And you did not want to screw this up.
However, all doubts and fears soon disappeared from your mind when the elevator dinged and Nat stepped out, stylish as always in her fur-lined coat. The smile she gave you was enough to make your heart skip not one, but two beats as you thought of kissing her right then and there.
“Ready for our Christmas date?”
“Lead the way, Miss Romanoff.” You gestured towards the door with a small bow. She didn’t remark upon your attempt to be funny, but her eyes twinkled in amusement and that, you decided, was good enough.
Chatting about the least important things possible, you soon reached the center where an ice rink had been set up, as well as numerous little stalls running games or selling delicious foods. It looked somewhat like a fair, but a Christmas-themed one.
Children ran from stall to stall, chattering excitedly among themselves. Parents either followed them or stood on the sidelines to watch and bond with other parents. Everyone wore a smile, everyone exuded this air of happiness and contentment.
A small band, consisting of but five people, each playing a different instrument, played one Christmas classic after the other.
As you both enjoyed a waffle and a cup of hot cocoa, you tried your hand at the different games. You even had a competition with Nat to see who could win the other a stuffed toy first. You emerged the victor, and as you presented her with her new plushie, you swore she blushed ever so slightly. Naturally, you seized the opportunity to tease her playfully about it, but being Nat, she denied all allegations.
The plushie, a small, adorable penguin wearing a Christmas hat and scarf, was placed in her bag with only its head sticking out, which you insisted upon because otherwise the poor thing wouldn’t be able to see a thing. She just laughed, a tinkling, musical sound that made you fall just a little more in love.
Soon you noticed a crowd beginning to form around the ice rink. Your curiosity getting the better of you, you went to check it out together. The commotion seemed to be caused by a young man – a seemingly unpleasant one – who was performing all sorts of tricks on the ice and boasting that no one present could outdo him.
He apparently got bored of the admiring crowd and began challenging random spectators to an ice duel.
“What about you, Red? Think you can beat me?” A cocky smirk was painted on his face as he pointed at Nat.
“No, I don’t,” she hummed. He made a face and turned away to challenge someone else, only to spin around when she spoke again. “I know I can.”
You took her things from her and she strutted over, hips swaying sassily. The man on the ice looked flabbergasted at her response; his expression was quite comical. But he quickly regained his previous confidence, whispering conspiratorially to a man in the crowd that there was no way a ‘chick like that’ was a better skater than him.
Then Nat appeared in the rink, gliding along on her skates as if it was the easiest thing in the world. She almost seemed to fly as she performed a couple of preliminary leaps and spins in the air.
“Come on, buddy, are we gonna skate or not?” she asked in the middle of turning pirouettes.
For a moment, you were certain he’d back out. Then a young man shouted words of encouragement at him and both skaters jumped into action.
Perhaps it was her ballerina training, or perhaps it was her natural grace, but Natasha Romanoff made the poor man look like a clown. The mischievous, good-natured smile she wore gave each of her movements an air of ease, as though there were nothing that came more natural to her than ice skating.
One by one, each of the spectators began cheering for her, crying “Red! Red! Red!” over and over. The man skidded to a halt, his lazy, overconfident smirk now replaced by a scowl.
“You cheated.”
“Nope. I won fair and square.” Nat grinned, still sailing in circles around him.
“You did. There’s no other way you can be that good.”
“Believe what you will,” she hummed, “and I will believe what I will, along with all these lovely people.” She then disappeared, emerging a short two minutes later, but without skates. The crowd parted for her like the Red Sea did for Moses, and there stood your date before you, eyes shining in triumph.
You handed her her cup of cocoa, and she took a sip from it before looking back at you.
“No kiss for the victor?” she teased, and you immediately played along.
“Why, of course, milady, how silly of me to forget.” You leaned over, and your lips met. And right then and there, your heart made a wish; to be able to do this many more times, hopefully until the end of your life.
You parted, both smiling so bright you’d put the sun to shame, and she leaned in again for another one.
And that’s the story of your first kiss with Natasha Romanoff.
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Tag yourself as one of my characters!!
Lennon:
Gremlin mode
Daddy issues
Bad hair
Musical/Creative genius. Perfect pitch
Ambitious
Doesn't shower
Ate a lasagna once
Doesn't know how to use his words
Fights drywall
Movie watcher
Chicken addiction
Street smart
Closeted Weezer fan
Dunkin Donuts
Shoes on the bed
Green Day
Might be silly
Goes up the stairs on all fours
Stressed/depressed/poorly dressed
PBC singer and lead guitar
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Tony:
Purple
Crazy driver
:3
Mall pretzels
Catholic school survivor
Emotionally smart/book smart
Stressed/depressed/dressed to impress
Afraid of getting old/ugly
Wants to fight the MBTA
Might be delusional
throws up from anxiety
Redbull and Taco Bell
Loves dogs
Green Day
Poetic
Saw Moses (biblical) in the woods while high with Theo
Lactose intolerant
Finds meaning in everything
Always in a relationship
PBC bassist and "manager"
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Enzo:
Evil
Might have killed a man
Man Bun
Posts on DeviantART
Loves dragons
whispers and shakes
Future tattoo artist
Movie connoisseur
Might be a furry...?
LOVES the Saw movie franchise
Protective and loyal
Street smart
Stays up all night in the dark
In an online relationship
Does what he wants
Doesn't waste time
Sparkling water enjoyer
Tea drinker
Never listened to a music in his life
Guitarist in a band (PBC)
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Theo:
From New Hampshire
Married
Asexual
Golden retriever personality
Grew up with 8 siblings
Joined the military after High School
Eats Oatmeal?
Doesn't wear a seatbelt
Outdoorsy/hiking adventures
Works at a club/bar with his wife, Gia
Is a cinnamon roll
Emotionally smart
Saw Moses (biblical) in the woods while high with Tony
Calls music his "funky jams"
Forgets his shoes
Mtn Dew
Forgetful
Kidney Stones
His appendix exploded once
PBC drummer
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Park:
Loves alcohol
Hates the government
Hates the IRS
Has never paid taxes
No sense of personal space/very touchy
LOUD
Climbs things
Grilled cheese enthusiast
Dunkin Donuts manager
Aliens are 4 realz
loves video games
Wicked smart
Goes to MIT for like space engineering or something idk
Makes monkey noises
"I have to be both the sexiest and most mentally challenged person in the room at all times"
Obsessed with skin walkers
Conspiracy theories
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Oli:
Photography/cinematography
Graphic design
Urban Explorer
Abandoned things
Summer time vibes
Lives in sleeveless shirts
Black coffee drinker
health freak/gym rat
Smokes cigarettes (hey we all have our vices)
Secretly gay
Does graffiti
Runs from his problems
Travels for work
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Alyssa:
Preforms unethical experiments in the sims 3
Loves cows
So many many plushies there's no room for her in the bed
weezer fan
Talks a lot
Lots of keychains/charms
Maximalism!
Assertive
Good listener
Workaholic
HAS to be the BEST at anything she does
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Rosie
Grew up with strict parents
Working too many hours at Dunkin Donuts
Former ballet/dancer
Likes to bake and really good at it!
Compulsive liar
"I have a twin sister who goes to another school"
Gets jealous easily
Body image problems/eating disorders :(
Emotionally Immature
Spider eyelashes
A nose ring is "rebelling from my parents"
Currently in college
Afraid of change
Emotional support eldest daughter
Loves to sing
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✨ Getting to know regressed/little me ✨
Top 5 Favorite Little Shows
-Paw Patrol
-Bluey
-Blue's Clues
-Hey Dugge
-Santiago Of The Seas
Do you have any stuffed animals? If so, how many?
I have more stuffed animals than I can count and I love all of them -w-
What's your favorite stuffed animal?
That's a hard one, but I gotta say either Marshall or the Amity plushie I made.
What's your little age vs your big age?
My little age is 1-3 but my big age is 16
What are your favorite little movies?
Any Paw Patrol or Sailor Moon movie, Tangled, Mulan, Frozen and The Good Dinosaur.
Do you have any pets?
I have a tarantula named Billie and a doggie named Moses!
Are you little 24/7?
Absolutely not xD
Favorite Character (s) when little?
Marshall is very much one of my favorites. I'm not kidding, I remember watching Paw Patrol the night it first came on when I was nine and he's been my favorite ever since.
What do you have to say to your followers/friends who accept that you're a little?
I want to thank all of you from the bottom of my heart. I've wanted to be myself online for so long and I've finally found a place where I can just be myself and almost never get made fun of for it, it took me a long time to accept this side of myself and now I'm kind of embracing it and you guys helped me do that ❤️
Tag some little friends to play the ask game!
@theenbyregressor @mylittlespacehehe @softageregression
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Welcome To Daycare!
This was inspired by a post made by @bleepblopbloop56 and I wanted to continue writing more but I couldn’t think of more but I like the open ending. This can be continued if liked!
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Babies. Toddlers. Kids. Their cries annoy people, their babbling make them coo, their smiles make people want to squish their cheeks. They bring joy to many families, many individuals, to many parents who do adore their children and vow to protect them. Sadly, sometimes parents can’t full watch over them. They have to leave them with their second parent, family members, or strangers to watch over them. They have to be their guardian for the time they are away.
Many have relied on daycare centers, where it is to be a safe place for children to be and interact with others their age. They go through a process, they pay whatever they have to (if reasonable), and leave their kids there until time for pickup.
Many daycare centers do the absolute best to watch over the many children, even separating by age group. Sometimes they are small and only accept those who have been potty trained. Sometimes it is only one person watching over fifteen children, and they do their best to not tear out their hair.
If someone had told Jessica Stacy that some children will drive her crazy, she would’ve laughed and waved it off. Yeah, she wished someone gave her heads up.
Let’s introduce the children, shall we?
First, Roman Alejandro Rivera and Patton Moses Rivera. Four year old twins who always stuck together, and the way to distinguish them was by their hair. Roman has chestnut wavy hair, while Patton has auburn curly hair. Roman and Patton would come in wearing different colored shirts with overalls or shorts, all depending on the weather. Their father, Remy, would drop them off early morning while they were both half awake.
Second, Logan Samuel Myers. Another four year old, seeming to always be serious. He had glasses already at a young age, and he did not take kind to rudeness. He had straight dark brown hair, always neat along with his clothes. While not considered formal, it could be considered by how ironed and fresh the clothes was. It was still children clothes, but there was no wrinkles. His uncle and primary caretaker, Emile, would drop him off around eight-thirty in the morning.
Third and last, Virgil Xavier Sanders and Dolos Erik Sanders. Virgil was three years old, Dolos was four years old. They were both cousins, but could pass off as brothers. Virgil had nearly black hair, which contrastes against his pale skin. Dolos had the lightest brown hair, and it was off to his right side seeming to cover his vitiligo and different colored eye. Virgil wore a dark purple jacket, seeming to wear more dark colors and always carrying a cat plushie. Dolos wore a cloak that had a hood, seeming to like yellow and green colors, but would pair them with darker colors and seemed to carry a snake plushie. Both were quiet and kept to themselves. Their adoptive father, Thomas, would drop them off around nine in the morning.
With their parents, all kids were sweet angels and caused no problems. They were quiet when they first came around, but as they got closer, they got out of their shells. As a result, that meant causing havoc. That meant a new nightmare happening for Jessica Stacy.
It all started one fall morning.
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“Be good boys while Thomas works,” Thomas kisses the two boys forehead, waving at them as he leaves.
“Bye Thomas!” Virgil calls out, waiting until he’s out of sight and goes towards his new friends with Dolos.
“Virgil!” Patton waves at him and smiles, setting down paper and crayons for him, “Dolos, you color too?”
“No. I want to sleep,” He yawns and rubs his eyes, laying his head down on the table.
“Boring!” Roman huffs and fixes his paper crown, “Lo! When?” He asks simply.
“Later,” Logan responds and flips the page of his children book, rubbing his sleepy eyes.
“Okay kids! You guys know the usual,” Jessica tells them all, “And remember the rules. Nobody wants a time out.”
“I got time out yesterday,” Patton huffs and pouts, remembering it was because he was ‘too loud.’
“She nasty lady,” Dolos mumbles against the desk, flipping up his hood.
“And she will pay for putting Patton in time out!” Roman says as firmly as he could with his young voice.
“Roman, daddy will be mad,” Patton says softly and shakes his head.
“She does not know it will be us,” Logan gets up from his beanbag and walks over, smiling mischievously.
#ao i didnt finish this#virgil sanders#deceit sanders#symapthetic deceit#patton sanders#roman sanders#logan sanders#thomas sanders#remy sanders#emile picani#sanders sides#fanders#my writing#unfinished#can be continued
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Hey guys.
So I got out of surgery a few hours ago but I’m still groggy and they hooked me up with morphine to take the pain away. But I wanted to tell ya about the strange dream I had while I was under:
I was in Hell but the thing was that I wasn’t my human self! I was my OC Kitty!
Kitty: SAY WHAT?!
Me: Let me finish, hun.
And I had met up with Charlie and Vaggie and the whole gang and we were laughing and cracking jokes and I even met up with some of my fav OC’s from other artists. And then out of the blue; I hear the song “Moses” from Singing in the Rain and Alastor asked me to dance and it was fun and we were getting ready for the grand finale and then I woke up cause of the nurses.
Kitty: Well that sucks!
Me: I know and it was such a fun dream too.
So right now I’m just resting with my Hazbin support plushies beside me and I’m feeling better little by little. Should be feeling like my usual self in no time!
#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel charlie#hazbin charlie#charlie#hazbin hotel vaggie#hazbin vaggie#vaggie#hazbin hotel angel dust#hazbin angel dust#angel dust#hazbin hotel husk#hazbin husk#hazbin hotel niffty#hazbin niffty#niffty#hazbin hotel alastor#hazbin alastor#alastor#hazbin hotel oc#hazbin hotel original character#hazbin oc#my oc#my oc stuff#rini talks#surgical#surgery#my post#my post stuff
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