#the stuffed animal question 🥺
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Hey anyone awake to convince me that
Buying this for myself as a 20 year old is not a good idea
#money isnt a question but maturity is#but its so cute!!!!#and I could put some of my mini stuffed animals on the bench 🥺
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I have something fluffy to give you🥰🩷
Bucky sees Single Mom!Reader at the local grocery store and Bucky being the gentleman he is offers to help her with her crying baby🥺
"Guess I'm Just Good With Them"
PAIRINGS: James "Bucky" Barnes x SingleMom!Reader
WARNINGS: Bucky being good with babies.
WORD COUNT: 867
*not proof-read*
ENJOY!
"Leila, honey. I know, but- Shh, shh," you pull your cart over to sit next to the toy aisle as you bounce your, now wailing, one-year-old girl on your arm.
"My love, I know, I know. But we gotta keep quiet," you wince as you feel the glares of the other ongoing shoppers on you and your child.
Being a single mom has its ups and downs, the ups are the highlights of your life. Witnessing the mini-you walk for the first time, saying "mama" for the first time, seeing her give you that gummy smile you love so much.
The others aren't your defining lows, but they hover in that range. The late nights, the screams, the tantrums, the picky eating. You had to do it yourself because your ass of an ex left you immediately when you said that you were pregnant.
"Leila, baby. Mama doesn't know what you want, honey," you have tried everything, but your girl wouldn't calm down to anything and nothing works. Your anxiety just increases as the number of glares doesn't stop rising.
You're on the verge of tears when suddenly you feel a tap on your shoulder.
"Ma'am, do you need some help?" a rough voice says behind you.
You turn and see this big, broad man with this sheepish look on his face, and the bluest eyes.
"I- uh," you stutter unsure what to do, you can't randomly dump your baby on some random stranger.
He shifts his weight from side to side, looking at your baby with a small smile. Leila whines harder and it slightly pierces your ears, you cringe and bounce her quicker than before.
The man picks out a Piglet stuffed animal from the toy aisle and shakes it in front of Leila. Her wail quiets down, and she reaches for the stuffed cartoon character.
Soon, it's just her flushed puffy face and dried tears on her cheeks as she holds the toy close.
"I-oh my god, thank you," you tell the stranger, he gives a tight-lipped smile and nods at your words.
"I can hold on to her and follow you around, while you do your shopping," he suggests, and you hesitate slightly but give in eventually knowing that this won't go anywhere if you don't take action now.
You hand Leila to the man, and he softly coos at the little girl. Leila seems fascinated by his gold and dark green metal arm.
"What's her name?" he asks, looking at you. "Oh uh, Leila," you say, pulling your cart closer to you. "And your's?" You blink at his question, before offering your with a timid voice.
"I'm James," he smiles softly.
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You finally paid for everything in your cart, and the tension in your shoulders seems to ease at the idea of you finally being able to get home.
Putting everything in the trunk of your car was easily done, with the weight of your child in James' arms.
Turning back to James, you see Leila still holding the stuffed Piglet.
"Leila, no, we didn't pay for that," you try to reach for the toy, but your stubborn little girl refuses to budge.
James chuckles, and he shakes his head, "it's alright, I paid for it. She can have it."
You're silent.
You're gobsmacked.
Did this man, this random stranger buy your child a toy?
That's more than your ex ever did.
"I-huh?-wha- James, you didn't have to do that," you quickly reach for your wallet, adamant about paying him back.
He grabs your wrist with one hand, his metal one carrying a tired Leila, "really, you don't have to."
You sigh and smile tiredly at him.
Sometimes, you underestimate the kindness of strangers. And as a single mom, you really are grateful for anything that comes your way.
You take Leila back into your arms and she's whipped. She immediately finds comfort in your arms and closes her eyes.
"Well, I guess we should get going."
Why did you say it like that?
Why did you say it like you didn't want to leave yet?
Like you didn't want to leave him yet.
You can see a sadness flash through James's face as he nods slowly, "yes, guess I should go too."
You both nod but remain standing at the Walmart parking lot.
"I should really go," you nod your head over your shoulder.
He nods as well.
As you turn to leave, he calls out your name.
"Is there a chance that I could grab your number?" He scratches the back of his neck. "I would like to see you and Leila again."
You blush at his words.
He wants to see you again?
You nod slightly and type your number into his flip-phone, you laughed when he first pulled it out.
You chuckle unable to wrap your mind around the idea of this gorgeous man wanting to ask for your number, "I still don't have a clue on how you managed to get her to quiet down back in there."
He laughs lightly and saves your name with a small heart next to it, you don't have to know that he did that. "Guess I'm just good with them."
💌💌💌
ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS PROMPT, BABES!!!
Bucky + children = me being super horny
I just wanna have a life, where this man is really 😩😩
Till' then
Stay Coquette-y,
Anya 🫶🏽🕊️🎀
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Hello! I'm a new reader and I fr love your writing, especially the scara x bunny girl!! Please need more🥺
Maybe when bunny girl got in heat while scaramouche is on a business trip. She kept touching herself but she can't cum. The best she can do probably is hump the stuffed toy scara got for her so she calls scara. However, scara kept on ranting about his day, making bunny needier so she continues her shenanigans while scara is talking. He catches her eventually and punishes her. You can be creative with it.
(I can't really depict scenarios I'm so sorry shshshshshh)
SCARAMOUCHE X BUNNYGIRL!READER
Notes: HI IM SORRY THIS IS SHORT I DIDNT WANT YOU TO THINK I WAS LIKE IGNORING YOU ITS JUST BEEN IVE BEEN IN A WRITING BLOCK SORTA 😭 I’m sorry I didn’t exactly follow the prompt I just wanted to get this out to you, again I’m extremely sorry for the lateness.
I’m so happy you love my writing and our cute bunny girl reader and scars
Pairings: Scaramouche x BunnyGirl!Reader
Tags: Humping, Scara being mean and bossy, just really filthy, hybrid!reader, Fem!Reader, NOT PROOFREAD
It’s been pure torture for you, your body feels like it’s constantly on fire and like you’re carrying a heavy weight as you go from room to room smelling various things Scara owns whilst he’s on his trip. He left you because the doctor assured that your heat wouldn’t come for at least another two weeks, he couldn’t have been more wrong.
The only things keeping you comforted and relieving your body is the stuffed animals that you insist stay on the bed when you and Scara are sleeping, he despises the things but keep them as to not upset you. So they things are filled with his scent, his lavender hair wash and woody smell lingers. You can’t help but inhale the scent in the plushies every so often.
You’ve already called him and told him about how it came earlier and the sneer that came upon his face did nothing but make you twitch, you know he’s enjoying how you’ve been suffering, he is ultimately getting off on the fact that you can’t have his cock to fill you up, it’s so frustrating but he looks so good while scolding you on how you did this on purpose, even though you literally can’t control when your heat decides to come.
One night you’re tossing and turning, when your heat finally hits you full on, moans slip from your lips as your clit throbs with need, you get a whiff of Scara again in the stuffed animal you’re currently whining into, and instantly your horny mind shifts to dirty thoughts, thoughts of his long cock battering your sensitive walls whilst he groans in your ear.
A few moments later you’re dragging your whole cunt against the poor stuffed animal, you feel bad but your hips won’t allow you to stop, won’t let you stop feeling that slight drum in your little clit. You reach your fingers down to add a little more stimulation to find your completely soaked. By now you should’ve cum, but you’re left whining into the pillows as you keep trying to hump away. His smell isn’t nearly enough your heady head deems.
You successfully managed to grab the phone and call Scara, already begging him to accept the face-call. He does and props his phone up so you can see him completely in his element, buried in paperwork with a scowl on his face, so pretty. He’s already ranting about how he hates this place and all the people in it, angry about the annoying escorts they keep sending to his room that he’s meant to fuck, he’s already said he wants nothing to do with them because they think he’ll eventually change his mind.
His eyes glide to the camera, seeing you flushed and naked? He can only see your face and shoulders.
“Are you clothed woman?” He says while closely inspecting the camera again.
Did he completely forget about the fact that you’re literally in heat?
He laughs a little and gets up, the lights in whatever room he’s in goes dark and you’re graced by his appearance again.
“What are you up to bunny?” He questions, you respond with a slight mumble under your breath but the mumble comes out too breathy. The only thing lighting up his face is the lamp by his side, it gives his skin a pretty golden gleam and that makes your cunt twitch.
“I’d forgotten about your little issue, m’sorry, do you want my help? Poor thing.” He’s doing that fake voice where it’s filled with concern but once again hes getting off on your suffering but that spurs you on too.
You hear some slight shuffling before the camera is moved downwards, where you can still see his face until his thick cock is seen, he’s fully hard: even from your conversation earlier he had been thinking and waiting for you to call him. He starts slow when he strokes himself, precise hands slide up and down while he maintains eye contact with you. You feel weird, a good weird.
“Nu, uh, bunny, don’t you dare, keep doing what you were doing before” he manages to get out inbetween stuttered breathing. He knows you were about to touch yourself using your fingers, but no he wants you to keep humping your stuffed animal.
“Won’t work, Kuni” you whine out, god he squeezes his tip, he loves when you get like this but he won’t tolerate you disobeying. “Do as I say” he gives no room for arguments with his sharp tone. Your ears deflate but you do as you’re told and start gliding your messy cunt back and forth. Scara seems pleased to see you further ruin yourself: you can see him start stroking himself faster, saying your name over and over through clenched teeth, calling you a good bunny for listening so well to him.
He tells you to show the mess you’ve made, you don’t protest as you shift to sit up and spread your legs in front of the camera, you really are dripping. He fantasizes about just how good you’ll feel wrapped around him, how he’s going to make you cum so many times on his fingers then you’ll be able to have his cock. Your fingers trail down, he’s about to scold you but you use your fingertips to pry your pussy so he can really get a full view.
Loud moans slip from his lips as his balls tighten hard, and he’s cumming with thick spurts. You don’t hear a few words but you do make out how he’ll be back shortly.
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CAN U PLEASEEEEE DO ONE WHERE THE READER GETS PREGNANT BY CATNAP AND DOGDAY PLEASEEEEEE‼️🥺
A/N: didn’t know if you wanted smut or not but this will be smut, fluff, and a little angst.
“..Are you serious?”
Relationship(s): Catnap x pregnant!bunny!reader x Dogday 🔞
Warning(s): nsfw , angst , fluff (in that order)
You all were on your fifth round for the night and you were so tired, you came six times in total while Dogday and Catnap were on their third. but how could you resist your handsome puppy? who asked so nicely could he cum inside one more time? you groaned as you positioned yourself, your pretty pussy pushing out cum. Catnap was quick to wipe it and push it back into you. “gotta make sure none falls out, Midnight.” “you don’t wanna waste our cum, now do you, Angel?”
Dogday pushed his swollen, pre-cum pushing tip into you. He groaned at the warmth as he settled his hands on your waist. he set a ruthless pace, making sure his cock hit that spot to make your head reel. you gripped the sheets as you arched yourself for him. “oh fuck, good girl..” Dogday growled out as he grabbed your cotton tail and made you meet his thrusts each time he pulled your tail back. he couldn’t help but whimper as your gummy walls closed around his sensitive cock. Catnap had been watching for the most part until he snuck beside you two and put his fingers on your clit. fuck, they were playing dirty. before long, Dogday was fucking you into the mattress as you squirted on his cock. Dogday bit into your shoulder, causing blood, to quiet his own devastatingly loud moan as he poured his hot liquid into you.
It’s been a few weeks since then. you had been feeling very weird. weird mood swings, weird food cravings, and alot of throwing up. your lovers were very worried but you couldn’t ease their nerves as you didn’t even know what was wrong with you. finally, after a very violent fight with your stomach, you seeked help. you were sat in the doctors office as he examined you. he finally made it to your stomach with his x-ray and his mouth went wide. before long, there was so many doctors in the room, crowding you to look at the x-ray. you wondered what was so special before one of them yelled out.
“SHES PREGNANT?”
your heart dropped out your ass. pregnant? what the fuck where they talking about? your a stuffed animal for gods sake! but.. that would explain everything. and it’s not that weird compared to you guys having actual organs, emotions, dicks and pussys and your own mind. you walked out the office with a special ring around your finger so the higher ups could monitor you, closely. One doctor telling you “no more sex while pregnant, you hear me, hun?”
you walked around the playcare, watching the kids play and talk with one another. you couldn’t help but imagine your own litter running around here. you wondered how they’d look or who’s sperm you took? more then likely, it was Dogdays. he came inside you the most, hell, that was his favorite place to dump his seed into. you hadn’t been paying much attention and bumped into Hoppy. she turned and smiled at you, waving. “oh. hi, Y/N! what’s up? wanna see if you can jump higher then me?” “I would prefer not to, I’m kinda tired.” Hoppy was gonna push harder but one of the many children, Toby, you believe began to pull her away. he looked back at you as the two walked and waved at you, smiling. he had helped you. sweet kid.
you had felt eyes watching you as you continued walking. you shook it off as pregnancy jitters and headed to your home. before you could make it inside, Catnap came from behind you and grabbed your hand. He looked at your finger and then back at you. “..why do you have a ring?” he asked as he watched your face. you chuckled as you thought up something quick. “oh, one of the kids gave me this!” he looked at you questioningly before going inside the home. you sighed, one of relief that he didn’t question you more. you went inside and seen Dogday already sitting and looking straight at you. his eyes fondled over the ring to but he didn’t say anything.
you all were laying in your bed. it was cramped and you didn’t want them to squeeze you or your babies so you asked could they leave. Dogday was abit taken back but he respected your wishes nonetheless. “Anything for you, Angel..” he muttered as he kissed against your cheek. he got up and waited for Catnap. Catnap wasn’t as easy though. “hah? the fuck are we leaving for?” “kitty, just leave it alone and let’s go.” Catnap looked at Dogday and looked back at you. “you know what? fine. whore yourself out to whoever gave you a ring.” Dogday looked at Catnap as he walked out. Dogday looked back at you and his gaze softened. “He didn’t mean that, Angel. but..” pause. “you have been acting weird and distant, lately. I won’t push but..” Dogday paused again and sighed as he turned to walk out. “please talk to us about it sooner than later.”
you laid in your empty bed, cold. it was quiet and dark. usually Catnap and Dogday would be cuddled into your side, licking your neck and shoulders while you laughed and begged them to stop, saying how tickled you were. you cuddled into yourself and began to cry, the salty tears dropping onto your sheets rather than the fuzzy orange fur you were used to crying in. you missed them, so much.
the next couple days, they steered clear from you. you had tried to look for them but everytime you got close enough, they would walk away or another critter would softly steer you away, thinking you guys had a fight and needed space from one another. you waited until Dogday and Catnaps day to clean the aftermath of the arts and crafts and snuck into the building with them. Once, they had begun to clean, that’s when you appeared.
they both looked at you. Dogday didn’t have much of an expression but you could tell he was happy from the way his tail wagged, aggressively. you always smiles when his tail would do that. Catnap frowned as he saw you, dropping the broom and planning to walk away. you quickly reacted and started to talk, fast. “w—wait, please!” Catnap looked at you, giving you the ‘five seconds’ glare. you took a breath as you began to get scared. your hands playing with the hem of your fur as they watched you. Dogday watched you, patiently while Catnap had gotten tired of waiting and was beginning to walk away again.
“I—I’M PREGNANT!”
Everything went silent. Both their eyes were on you. you had their full attention. “..Are you serious?” “oh, Angel..” Dogday was the second to break the silence as he hurried towards you, embracing you in his warm fur. you quietly sobbed into him as he held you. you didn’t even notice Catnaps steps as he came behind you and softly patted you, his tail squeezing your thigh, reassuringly.
when you had finished, Dogday and Catnap stared at you, smiles illuminating their faces. Dogdays tears falling just as quick as yours while Catnaps eyes were just glazed with tears. “I’m sorry.. I’m so sorry.” Catnap said as his tail squeezed harder on your thigh. you gently caressed his cheek and smiled. “it’s okay.. you couldn’t have known, kitty.”
From then on, you were treated as fragile glass. hungry? they’ll make you something. Thirsty? catnaps already got you a glass of milk. Need help bathing? they got you for sure. doing your duties with kids? uh- no unless it’s just coloring. They had got you a bigger bed so you all could fit and you could have a little space to your belly. Dogday laid his hands on your stomach as well as Catnap as he chuckled, tears threatening to spill again.
“we’re gonna be dads..”
you laughed as they both talked to your stomach like the babies could hear them. you stopped laughing as you felt a kick against Catnaps finger. Catnap and Dogday looked at eachother as they both freaked out, knowing their baby could hear them! oh, they were gonna be pawesome dads.
A/N: def making a part 2! can someone draw the baby, please? if not, I’m gonna have to use a picture I found on google 😭. but this was great, thanks for requesting, anon! also I think this is the longest story I’ve wrote.
TAGS : @2faced-fairy @alyssalololol
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okay just a few more things abt spencer x bimbo!reader and i’ll leave u alone😭
having tea parties with spencer and her stuffed animals (thanks to spencer’s cooking skills and knowledge on tea parties)
him reading her bedtime stories ;( and helping her fall asleep
he’s at work and realized you’ve replaced all his black pens with sparkly pink ones **with the fluffy thing on top
showing off the new outfits she bought from the mall, along with makeup
SPEAKING OF MAKEUP; u bet reader is going to want to do his face up with eyeshadow, blush and eyeliner. if she’s lucky, maybe lashes IF he’s feeling like having his eyelashes ripped off
and over time after he’s watched her do makeup from the vanity she added to his room, he’s got the makeup thing down packed
he loves halloween so she’s def making them wear matching costumes
he knows how info dumping can sometimes ruin somethings so during like movie time when something impractical happens, he’s doesn’t really care. as long as she’s enjoying herself.
THATS ALL IM SORRY 2 BOTHER 😭😭
NO I LOVE THEM TOO!!🥺✨✨ DONT WORRY!!
having tea parties with spencer and her stuffed animals (thanks to spencer’s cooking skills and knowledge on tea parties)
you know all of them are decked in appropriate high-tea attire! bimbo!r has an extensive wardrobe, and her little spawns are too! spencer is the prince/chef, and reader doesn't even have to force him to converse with those blank beady eyed bastards because he already pretends to argue about scientific researches and he periodically gets offended by his children's opposing views, if only to make reader laugh!✨✨ reader has to mediate sometimes, else spencer disowns their babies🥺🥺
him reading her bedtime stories ;( and helping her fall asleep
reader was adamant at first that she's not particularly interested in bedtime stories, but then spence made it seem as if he was the one who needed to read them in order to fall asleep. but she would get into it! like asking him questions, like; “but how can she not see that the wolf was not the grandma!” and she's looking at spencer with so much wonder and her eyes are sparkling!! LIKE HE HUNG THE STARS IN THE SKY🥺🥺 and spencer's heart just bursts in his chest!!
he’s at work and realized you’ve replaced all his black pens with sparkly pink ones **with the fluffy thing on top
at this point, he's not even fazed; he goes on with his day, and scribbles down per usual. he secretly likes your pens, because it's vibrant in color and comfortable to write with! hotch has to reprimand him though.
showing off the new outfits she bought from the mall, along with makeup
YOU BET HE'S FRONT ROW AT EVERY SHOW YOU PUT ON!! he's oohing and asking you to twirl. he even takes several pictures in angles you instruct him to, and he's got a whole folder dedicated to your monthly wardrobe. your vanity is so full that spencer has to gently remind you sometimes;
SPEAKING OF MAKEUP; u bet reader is going to want to do his face up with eyeshadow, blush and eyeliner. if she’s lucky, maybe lashes IF he’s feeling like having his eyelashes ripped off
spencer can't ever say no to you; so he sits there and puckers or blinks or simply remains stoic so you can contour him. you're straddling him, and his arms are around your waist while you tell him everything under the sun.
and over time after he’s watched her do makeup from the vanity she added to his room, he’s got the makeup thing down packed
not only that— he also knows how to take care of you when you fall asleep with makeup. he knows to do your skincare routine for you, how to take your hair pins and jewelry off; he's going to do it without being asked to!
he loves halloween so she’s def making them wear matching costumes
HALLOWEEN IS BOTH OF YOUR FAVORITE HOLIDAY! you go all out! matching character costumes— you've already done morticia and gomez, ariel and prince eric, clark kent and lois lane, aswell as a scooby gang with the rest of the bau!💖💖 spencer looks forward to every halloween, because both of you can dress up! although you're adamant that everyday can be halloween if he want to! you just want to see him happy🥺🥺
he knows how info dumping can sometimes ruin somethings so during like movie time when something impractical happens, he’s doesn’t really care. as long as she’s enjoying herself.
spencer loves to ramble, and reader often catches him when he tries to stop himself though! and when she tugs on his arm, and endearingly asks questions that she knows would make him expound, she listens eagerly!! she's happy to hear him speak, as much as she's happy with whatever activity they're doing!🥹🥹 she's really sensitive to his feelings, as much as he is to her. they're extremely atuned to eachother, and are often in their own wolrd💖💖
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Y/N x Bayverse!Turtles
let me know if you want to be a part of my taglist!
🗣️ taglist: @sharpwindow @pheradream-15
Imagines #1: Baby Fever
I recently started watching Sweeth Tooth on Netflix (seasons 1 was 🔥) and this what if has been at the back of my time for MONTHS.
I know that it may be physiologically impossible for mutant turtles to produce with humans BUT HEAR ME OUT.
What if? There was this worldwide pandemic that only affected females. For months, women would not have their period, their temperature would always be at the high 30’s, they would have constant chills, fatigue, and pain in their uterus. Then one day, everyone affected by the disease just suddenly got better as if nothing ever happened. When these women got pregnant, ninths months later, their babies weren’t just normal humans with normal round faces and small hands and feet. NO. But humans with animal features. Like Sweet Tooth!
So when Y/N, months after contracting the mysterious disease and who has been in a stable relationship with (name your turtle), began experiencing morning sickness, mood swings, weird cravings, and no period, she takes a pregnancy test and to her surprise… it’s positive. Maybe the disease somehow changes the physiology of the human female reproductive system? (Insert your own theory/imagine here!)
What do you guys think? 👀
I’d imagine the offspring to still look quite human with a human face, scales from their of their neck to the tops of their shoulders, the would have a turtle shell with unique patterns, iridescent scales fading from their hands up to their arms and their feet to their legs, they would still have five fingers and toes but their hands and feet would be quite large in proportion to their body, colorful eyes, and a “premature” or “faint” plastron on the front of their chests.
HCs for how the brothers will dad!
Leo
Imagine having twin boys with opposite personalities that bicker at one another 24/7. 👦👦
Talk about karma. Splinter had to deal with him and Raph.
He’s a stern dad, but a fair dad.
Will definitely channel his boys’ energy into training.
I imagine each twin having a favorite uncle. One for Uncle Raph, one for Uncle Donnie, but everyone LOVES Uncle Mikey!
Leo will feel insecure at times because his boys always choose you over him, but he needs to be reminded that that his sons IDOLIZE him and are in absolute awe of him whenever Leo spars with his brothers. They’re always on the sidelines cheering for their daddy. 🥺
Leo will want to be a role model to his boys just as Splinter was to him. 💙
Raph
Definitely a girl dad. 👧
Thinks he can say no to those puppy eyes, but Big Red is WEAK for his baby girl (you too, but he’s going to simp HARDER for your little one).
Definitely dreads the day when she begins to likes boys 💀
Raph DADS when he dads. Baby needs a diaper change? He’s got it. Baby having a fit? Raph’s already got her on his plastron, soothing her to sleep. Baby wants to play? He looks good in pink anyways. ❤️
Raphs’s the knight, baby is the princess, and Uncle Mikey is the dragon during playtime.
Expect ALOT of knitted blankets, stuffed animals, and wooden toys.
Daddy Red is PROTECTIVE. Not even a single scratch is allowed on his precious baby.
Donnie
I can see this technical genius with a little helper of his own 👦👧
Boy or girl, rest assured your baby will be just as loved by their daddy and just smart as their daddy.
I can imagine Donnie just curating a library for his little one and he would change the selections yearly. His baby would have their own little library card 🥺 So will all the cousins!
Would LOVE to answer all those annoying “what’s that?” and “why?” questions of your baby whenever they visit him at his lab.
His kid would have his own step stool, lab coat, and protective eyewear in a bin beside his 💜
Funnily enough, they would share a similar love for poptarts 😅
Mikey
Out of all his brothers, Mikey remembers most what it’s like to be a kid, so having one of his one is simply a blessing and an opportunity to provide his own a good childhood like Splinter did for him and his brothers 🥺
You’ll have to do most of the discipline, but he’ll be your cheerleader and “emotional support” when you do that. Like Raph, he can never get mad at his babies.
Yes more than one. One is NOT enough.
Expect alot of sleepovers, Mario Kart game nights, and skate board rink sessions with not only his kids but ALL the cousins ✨
His children will 100% inherit his suave and personality.
He’s the FUN DAD period. Even when his kids are fully grown and have done things that may disappoint him, he will still love them just the same as the first time he saw their adorable little faces 🧡
Like these imagines? What head cannons should I make next? Please reblog and like you enjoyed this 💕✨ Yes you! 👀
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Hey, hope your day's going well so far 😊 In reference to your stuffed animal question, I think Aaron comes over when he finds out you're sick and he has a key, so he lets himself in. Usually you would have them put up when he comes over, but he comes as you're sleeping so he walks in and you're snuggled up tight with them 🥺
hey, it was!! i hope yours was good!! omg omg i have an idea!! ps. i’ve really been obsessed with stegosauruses so excuse that!!
you’d not been having a good time at all. your nose was clogged up, you were running a fever, your eyes burnt- everything that could’ve been wrong was.
you hated being sick, you were miserable and all you wanted to do was sleep.
you couldn’t though, no matter what you tried and you’d tried a lot. aaron had even stayed on the phone all night with you last night, but your body just wouldn’t relax enough for you to sleep.
that was why you were home currently, trying to find something to tire your body out so you could finally sleep.
despite your boyfriend’s advice, you hadn’t just taken a hot shower and gone to bed.
no, you’d made soup, washed the dishes, and even put on the most soothing and slow instrumental sounds for your brain to shut off- nothing worked.
“fuck it,” you mumble, voice all nasally as you make your way to the shower, taking a steaming one and then changing into your linen pyjamas that were covered in doodles and got in bed.
your hand reached blindly for your yellow stegosaurus, arlo, and clutched the little dino to your chest.
your eyes closed and your breathing evened before you noticed and you were dead asleep.
because of that, you hadn’t heard the door opening or aaron calling for you softly.
he padded through the living room, shaking his head when he saw the pot on the stove and the clear sofa.
“hard head,” he mutters, toeing his shoes off and draping his jacket on your coat rack. “baby?”
his voice remains soft. he finds you sprawled out in bed on your back, little yellow dinosaur tucked to your chest as your nose presses into ‘his’ pillow.
“oh you’re adorable,” he coos, snapping a quick photo of you and your dinosaur before tackling the little bit of laundry you have in your bedroom.
you don’t wake till a couple hours later and aaron has showered and changed into a pair of his own pyjamas that he’d left with you.
your eyes are bleary as you peel them open and find your boyfriend folding clothes.
“aaron?” your voice is gravelly as you twist into the sheets.
“were you expecting your other boyfriend?” he teases, you scoff.
“rude, you’re my only boyfriend.” you clarify, and aaron nods to the fluffy dinosaur clutched to your chest.
you give a sheepish smile when you follow his movement.
“is he my competition?” aaron asks with a smile and you bite your lip to hide your smile.
“no, he’s my little buddy,” you say and if you weren’t so nasally, aaron would find that to be the cutest thing you’ve ever said to him. “for when you’re away.”
“oh baby,” he coos, reaching over the laundry basket to tip your chin upwards. he drops three kisses to your lips. “you’re fucking precious.”
you gasp and cover where alto’s ears are meant to be, “he’s got sensitive ears aaron.”
you gasp and cover where the ears should be on your stuffed toy. “he’s got sensitive ears aaron.”
you let him kiss you again in apology.
#aaronhotchner#aaron hotchner#aaron hotchner x reader#aaron hotchner x black!reader#aaron hotchner x you#aaron hotchner x yn#aaron hotchner blurb#aaron hotchner fluff#aaron hotchner imagine#aaron hotchner fanfiction#aaron hotchner drabble#aaron hotchner one shot
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Thinking bout angel and Joel this Valentine’s Day. How do you think they’d celebrate if they decided to do anything? Especially for their first Valentine’s together
this is such a soft question 🥺 sorry for answering it a day late anon but - Angel is definitely the kinda girl (like me) who really likes the cliché parts of valentine's day; the chocolates, the balloons, the stuffed animals, the greeting cards, etc. and she's obviously never had someone to experience those things with. i think she might've been a little nervous to tell joel that's what she wanted - because ofc as we know girlie is used to unfortunately feeling ashamed about her desires - but joel just knew. i don't think he had to ask her. he could tell that she wanted the whole shebang, so he went all out.
i'm talkin giant ass teddy bear on his couch with balloons tied on each arm, two dozen roses, a box of expensive chocolates, a bottle of champagne to share over a candelit dinner, the works. he wrote her a card and she cried (of course) and was so overwhelmed w love. she gave him a card too (i think it would be handmade) and i think with all her newly discovered confidence she probably bought some new lingerie to show off for him later that night 👀
i think they both had a wonderful day just spending time with each other ❤️
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Headcanon Meme [Part One]
These were originally posted by the deactivated user herebememes. Below you can find many headcanon questions, using as many emojis as Tumblr will allow. this will be the first in a trilogy.
🥺 - Is your muse the type to wear their heart on their sleeve?
😂 - Is your muse the funny one in their friend group?
🍉 - what is your muse’s favorite healthy snack?
😭 - how does your muse handle sadness?
👀 - is your muse naturally curious?
🏡 - would your muse prefer a townhouse, an apartment, cabin, cottage, or an actual house?
™️ - what are phrases your muse says often enough that it becomes a catchphrase?
🌘 - does your muse believe in conspiracy theories?
😈 - if your muse is not a supernatural creature, what sort of creature would they be and why?
🟣 - what is your muse’s favorite color? What does this say about them?
🏅- has your muse ever one any athletic competition, professional or amateur?
📝- does your muse like to journal? If so, what about?
🦐 - does your muse eat seafood?
🤰- if your muse has been pregnant, what was their experience with it? Was it something they enjoyed or hated, and would they repeat it if they could?
🍕- was is your muse’s favorite junk food?
👔- does your muse enjoy dressing up for social events?
⛏️ - does your muse work a trade? Do they like this job?
📭 - Does your muse get the mail every day, or do they let it accumulate?
📦 - does your muse keep the boxes from online orders?
🪚 - does your muse have carpentry skills?
⛺️ - is your muse a camper, or a glamper?
🎠 - does your muse enjoy going to carnivals or theme parks? Where do they go?
🎡 - does your muse attend the fair when it is in town?
🏖️ - does your muse go on vacation when possible? What is their favorite place?
💵 - what is your muse’s financial status?
⛰️ - would your muse live in a remote location? If so, where?
🎨 - does your muse enjoy painting? What do they paint?
🎭 - how often does your muse attend the theater?
🚵🏻♀️ - what is your muse’s preferred physical activity?
🧗🏽♀️- what is something on your muse’s bucket list?
🖋️ - what is the sort of story your muse would write, if they were an author?
🍳 - what is your muse’s favorite breakfast?
🚘 - what kind of vehicle does your muse drive?
🍠 - if your muse had a garden, what would they grow?
🌲 - does your muse enjoy being out in nature?
🥗 - what kind of salad does your muse eat?
🧸 - does your muse still own stuffed animals from their childhood?
🛁 - does your muse prefer a bath or shower?
🆚 - would your muse win a fight?
🔴 - does your muse obey traffic laws?
🇨🇿 - has your muse ever traveled to a foreign country? What was their experience?
🇨🇦 - does your muse believe in national stereotypes?
🏹 - does your muse have any cool hobbies or special skills?
🍇 - what is your muse’s favorite fruit?
☃️ - what is your muse’s favorite holiday?
🌧️ - when it is raining outside, what does your muse do?
🫎 - what’s an animal your muse has never seen in person and wants to see?
🐺 - if your muse could be an animal, what would they be and why?
👨👩👧👦 - does your muse want a family of their own? How many children does he or she want?
💕 - what’s the most romantic thing your muse has ever done for someone? What’s the thing another has done for them?
End Part One.
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Brooks opens her door and she is a mess, tears streaming down, face red, it’s heartbreaking and Luke can’t help but feel his heart breaking looking at her like that🥺
“hey hey, what’s wrong?” he asks gently, mat is lingering behind him.
“i was asleep,” she stutters out before crying again. “it’s okay, breathe with me. deep breath, hold it, and exhale. i can’t understand you if your crying sweetheart. you were asleep what happened?”
he watches her shake out her hands and take a second to compose herself. “the accident i just kept seeing it.” that’s all she’s able to get out before luke wraps his arms around her and she’s sobbing into his chest. “i’m going to get her water,” mat says gently before walking off.
“you gotta breathe brooks, you’re hyperventilating and will drive yourself to throw up.”
he soothes her and gets her to sit on her bed. he kneels down as she hands her head low. “i know you’re scared. but you’re not there anymore. you’re here in new york with me and mat. you’re in your bedroom, safe and sound, no car, no hospital, no ambulance, no rain. you’re awake and you’re here.” he picks up her hand, “see? squeeze my hand. you’re here baby. nowhere else.”
she starts calming down as mat returns with water. “hey b,” mat starts. “take some sips for us?” he offers the water and luke brushes her hair off her face before using his sleeve to wipe away her tears and snot. “do you want me to call mom or dad?” mat questions. “no,” she sniffled.
“okay, we don’t have to call them. we can just sit here with you, do you want anything? your stuffed animal or your blanket?” mat asks. she sucks in air shaking. “yeah,” she cries.
both boys work silently. mat gets her childhood stuffed animal from her shelf and luke grabs the blanket off her desk chair. “there you go, it’s okay,” luke coos.
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hello! 👋 here's a bojere ask 😊
What souvenir did Bojan bring for Jere from London?
(also unrelated: 🐹💗💪)
ohhhh, that's such a good question!
i feel like he would have gotten him something funny, like a tourist-y t-shirt that would have both of them giggle endlessly when bojan gifts it to him as they get to helsinki for the first show of the tour.
but that's not all, obviously. you know how we always compare bojan to a puppy? i can see him finding a little corgi stuffed animal that is surprisingly fluffy and a little weird looking and-
he buys it without even thinking. and it feels a little silly after jere puts on the shirt he gifted him and they're just drinking ananas lonkero under jere's mural and they're both a little tipsy but...
it's a puppy. just like bojan. to keep jere company when bojan isn't around. and maybe both of them are laughing at it but also a little bit teary-eyed because bojan just got there but they know it won't last long.
(it rests between both of them all the nights they tour together. it's not a baby seal, but jere jokes it's like their baby now. and then jere holds it close and feels bojan's faint smell when bojan leaves again and he wonders when he'll get his bojan back).
(also you're the sweetest 🥰🥺🌼 ily)
#i didn't MEAN to turn this into a slightly angsty drabble but here we are#bojere#bojan cvjetićanin#käärijä#ask
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some people have talked abt how when u date mike, there's a good chance (90%, the 10% is just if she's shy) she will adore u. and let me say that as someone who loves the color pink, collects stuffed animals and dolls, wears old vintage dresses and nightgowns... sorry i'm abby's mom first and mike's gf second </3
like u cannot tell me we would not be having CONSTANT tea parties. there's also a dress code now. mike is very upset about that. and my stuffies and her stuffies are also a part of the tea parties.
doing little fashion shows also. i KNOW abby would eat up all the fancy flowy dresses i have
also being the best gift-giver ever. care bears, strawberry shortcake, barbie, WHATEVER she wants... it's hers no question.
abby would LOVE going to my place also, and it would be a literal dream come true if i ever moved in w her and mike. i have these strawberry poundcake candles and they're heavenly. she would be so sad when she has to leave, the moment she gets home shes like "when can we see them again 🥺" and mike's like 😐
#i love abby so much. literally going to give her the childhood dreams are made of#mike schmidt x reader#mike schmidt#abby schmidt#fnaf#fnaf movie#fnaf movie spoilers
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dad!greg thoughts you ask??? 💕💕💓 him comforting your son or daughter after a nightmare 🥺 they scurry into your room in the middle of the night, clutching onto their favorite stuffed animal :(( waking greg up in near tears asking to sleep with the two of you since they’re so very scared 🥺😭
🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
greg would be such a sweetheart about it!!!! your little sweetie runs immediately to their safe place which is wherever you and greg are 🥹 so just seconds after they wake up they’re next to your bed patting greg on the shoulder and they’re like “daddy i had a bad dream” 🥺🥺
and ofc greg wakes up super fast bc he’s really protective 🥹 and as soon as he sees tears down their cheeks he sits up and takes them in his arms 🥺
and when your baby asks “can i sleep with you here?” there’s not even a question he’s gonna say yes!! so he makes room between you for your kid to join 🥹🥹 and you’ve woken up too so you both give them cheek kisses 🤭🥰🥰🥰 and tickle them or say funny stuff to make them giggle and forget aaaaaall about their nightmare 🥺
your baby is the happiest baby in the world 🥺🥺
#katie bestie thank you for indulging me 🥺🥺 i love dad!greg sooooo much <3333#dad!greg#greg 🧸#ask#katie 🌙
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hi!! could you do a drabble about nondespair oumota on their first date 🥺
WOOOO YES!! Most of it is under the cut to stop it from clogging up the dash. THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST!! <3
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Come on, come on. One more chance…
It’s been a long time since Momota has been this sweaty. He can feel it dripping down the back of his neck and pooling underneath his shoulder blades, making the back of his shirt sticky and damp. It’s not even hot outside, either; it’s late autumn, comfortably cool enough for Ouma to be donning a scarf. Momota can feel his oversized eyes searching the back of his head, peeking out from the dense wool.
So it’s not the temperature that’s making Momota sweat. It’s the rows of empty bottles in front of him, the massive plushie that Ouma’s eyeing, and the fact that he’s down to one shitty little plastic ring, nestled in the palm of his hand.
Oh, and that it’s their first date. That’s probably playing a role.
Momota tightens his hand around the ring, smoothing his fingertips over the grooves in the synthetic silicone. It’s old and vaguely damaged — Momota is neither the first, nor the last person, to be personally victimized by a carnival game. The glass bottles are motionless in front of him, and their near-identical openings give Momota the impression of being watched by a thousand eyes.
The only differences between them are that one of them — set firmly in the middle, too close to the others for any reasonable chance of victory — has a gold rim. This is the bottle that Momota has to land on to get Ouma his stuffed animal. He settles his gaze upon it, and winds his arm up, like he’s preparing to throw a frisbee. Time is running out; now is his chance.
Three… two… one…
“Jeez, Momota-chan, are you ever gonna throw that thing? We’ve been here so long that I’m getting wrinkles!”
Momota’s arm is halfway through his throw when Ouma speaks, and the ring slips from his sweaty hand, shooting towards the array of bottles. He knows from the second he’s let go of it that it’s over; the ring ricochets against the glass, clinking violently against the necks of the bottles. It skips over the entire middle of the square, with such precision that Momota feels like he’s being mocked, and tumbles between two upper-left bottles, clattering onto the floor.
“Fuck!” Momota groans. “Ouma! Come on, man!”
He whips around to confront Ouma, who looks so innocent that Momota almost believes he didn’t set him up to fail. He’s halfway through a funnel cake, which he’s eating with his hands, having long-since discarded his plastic fork. Momota would like to think he threw it away, but it’s probably on the pavement somewhere. Ouma flutters his eyelashes and sucks the powdered sugar off of one of his fingers.
“What did I do? Don’t take your shitty ring toss skills out on me, Momota-chan! Maybe try not sweating like a pig next time!”
“Sorry, man. Looks like you lost,” The carnie says, with a tone that doesn’t imply much sympathy at all. Momota silently wonders if anyone’s ever won this game. “You want to try again? It’s only 1500 yen.”
Well, 1500 yen isn’t that bad. Momota eyes the stuffed animal hanging from the ceiling of the stand, trying to gauge how much he’s willing to spend on this thing. But really, it isn’t even about the plushie anymore. This is about Momota’s pride. It’s also about the fact that if he fails miserably here, this date — and any future it would have — could very well be over. Really, it’s not even a question.
Momota’s hand is halfway into his wallet when Ouma’s hand lands on his arm.
“Hey, Momota-chan promised we’d go get lunch after this!” Ouma stuffs the last bite of crunchy fried batter into his mouth, and folds up the paper plate in his hands. “I’m starving to death! Just look at me!”
“I thought you wanted the plush —“ Momota starts. Ouma squeezes his arm hard enough to make him grimace, and Momota gets the sense that he should shut his mouth.
“Now, Momota-chan, before I turn into skin and bones!”
Ouma is already skin and bones, somehow, despite the massive amount of junk he eats on a daily basis. But Momota doesn’t want to say no, so he stuffs his wallet back into his pocket — in the front, so Ouma can’t snatch it when he turns around — and lets Ouma hang onto his sleeve. His skin is warm, heated from his meal. It makes Momota feel pretty warm, too.
The carnival music is loud, even as they wander away from the stand, but Ouma is suspiciously quiet. Momota lasts about thirty seconds before he pries.
“You were pretty insistent about the stuffed animal before,” Momota says. “What the hell changed your mind? And I could have gotten it that time, you know! If you had let me try again!”
“Okay, no. Momota-chan never would have won that game, and he knows it,” Ouma says. Momota scowls. “But that’s not the point! Cause the point never was to win! Dummy!”
“What —“
Ouma yanks Momota behind one of the stands. This one involves picking up a plastic duck from a pool of water, and looking at the bottom of it. It’s the dumbest, most inane game that Momota can think of, but Ouma doesn’t seem to want to play it. He crouches down and yanks off one of his shoes.
Momota’s about to ask him what the hell he’s doing when he unzips a small compartment in the side, and pulls out something small and soft.
“The point was to get this!”
Ouma pulls his shoes on, stands back up, and presents the item to Momota. It’s a small stuffed toy, shaped like a rocket ship. Ouma holds it by the little chain and ring attached to the nose cone. It takes Momota a second to remember where he knows it from; it was one of the small prizes, the reward for hitting any bottle, not just the gold one.
“Where’d you—“
“I stole it!” Ouma announces. “And you helped by distracting the carnie! Thanks, Momota-chan!”
“I didn’t mean to help you steal something!” Momota reaches for the stuffed rocket, and Ouma doesn’t stop him; in fact, he kind of pushes it into his palm. It’s cheap-looking, like all carnival prizes are, but it’s cute. And it’s a rocket. Momota looks up at Ouma, suddenly getting it.
“But it was in the name of romance!” Ouma zips his shoe back up; Momota holds onto his shoulder to prevent him from tripping. “Cause I got it for you. I thought you would like it! You know what space nerds always say; have your idiot date shoot for the big plushie, and even if you miss, you’ll land among the little ones.”
Momota squeezes the plushie, gently. Practically, you could definitely buy this exact thing for less than the cost of playing the game. But despite that, he’s touched. He wants to hang it on his backpack, but more than that, he wants to show his appreciation. He looks up at Ouma, and opens his mouth.
“Oh, God,” Ouma crinkles his nose. “Don’t get sappy. I can see that look on your face! I also just took it ‘cause taking things is fun. So don’t let it get to your head.”
“Right,” Momota says. “Got it.” His tone does not convey that he’s got it, but he’s not going to make Ouma backpedal further. He tucks the rocket into his pocket, very gently, like he’s holding a small animal. More than that, like he’s holding a token of affection — rare, coming from Ouma. It’s a little 1500 yen treasure. “Uh, thanks.”
“Whatever,” Ouma says. He suddenly seems somewhat bashful. “I wasn’t lying about starving, you know! If you don’t get me to a hot dog stand now, you’re gonna have to carry me. Chop chop, Momota-chan! Let’s get going!”
“Sure.” Momota says, instead of saying what he wants to say. He reaches for Ouma’s hand, again; their fingers interlace. Momota squeezes, tenderly, and Ouma doesn’t make fun of him for it.
Momota will figure out a way to return the favor later, whether Ouma thinks it’s sappy or not. Right now, though, lunch awaits.
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I’m still taking oumota drabble requests! If anyone has a short & sweet sfw oumota idea, pls send it in my inbox and I’ll see if I can make it happen!! <3
#oumota#kaito momota#kokichi ouma#drv3#danganronpa#this took me so long because i was so busy this week… hope it is cute and satisfies anyway <3#thank you anon!
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Hey there, I heard you weren't doing so well, I'm so sorry you are going through this amount of stress, I get stressed very easily due to anxiety, and it's never fun
I read that you have an ipad, and if it's an apple ipad like mine, then your best bet would be to get in contact with apple. All you need is to answer a couple of identification questions, and then it's usually smooth sailing from there. I would even recommend going in person to an apple store if you can !
I made you this, I hope it cheers you up
I hope you get everything sorted and fixed ! Lots of love 💜💜💕🫂
Thank you so much 🩷🩷🩷🩷🫂
I finally told one of my parents about what happened and we're planning to go to an Apple Store, or at least another tech place, to see what to do about it.
I've read that they can't bypass the passcode, and it'll [have] to be a factory reset. But, I just want to hope. I still have a last attempt, too. We'll see how it goes.
The image does cheer me up 🩵🥺✨️love how you drew my little sona (I just woke up and am probably going to sleep more, so I can't tell what/who I'm hugging, but it's still cute), actually me with my stuffed animals last night. Thankyou so very much 💓
#i got an ask!#answer!#art for me 🥺#||#oops! long post#no alt text#undescribed#note: tuko sleepy while typing
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OC Deep Dive Questionnaire
Thanks for tagging me @lynzishell!
Since you did 2 characters I will as well. I wanted to do Johnny of course but he is sadly single 🥺 So I picked Paul for the 2nd character.
Johnny Ayers
-what common/uncommon fear do they have?
I don't really have a fear of heights exactly but I do get a little nervous. Oh, and there's this one doll my sister used to have that haunts my dreams. It had soulless eyes.
-do they have any pet peeves?
I hate it when people talk to their kids like they're too stupid to understand things or explaining something to them isn't worth their time.
-what are 3 items you can find in their bedroom?
There's a lot of junk in there but my 3 favorites are my notebooks (for journaling and drawing), my gaming computer, and my stuffed cat Jinkies.
-what do they notice first in a person?
How serious they are. If I can't get a laugh pretty easily, we're probably not gonna get along.
-on a scale of 1-10, how high is their pain tolerance?
I'd say it's around an 8. I just got my first tattoo and I barely flinched. I can't wait to get more!
-do they go into fight or flight mode when under pressure?
Flight for sure. When things get too tough, I try to remove myself from the situation as quick as possible.
-do they come from a big family/are they a family person?
That's a loaded question! My parents split before I was born. I have 4 sisters that I'm pretty close to. I don't talk to my mom but I get along with my father and his husband, who is more of a parent to me than my mom ever has been. He's not my stepdad, he's just my dad. So I guess I'm a family person to the ones who treat me with respect.
-what animal represents them best?
Maybe a dog because they like getting attention and affection. Probably some sort of lap dog!
-what is a smell that they dislike?
I hate strong colognes and perfumes especially if the scent seems artificial.
-have they broken any bones? if so, how?
I've had a few small fractures that healed on their own. I don't really want to talk about it, though.
-how would a stranger likely describe them?
They'd probably say I'm talkative and joke around a lot. People sometimes think I don't take things seriously when they first meet me.
-are they a night owl or a morning bird?
I'm a night owl thanks to insomnia. I don't like being up too late, though, because I get lonely when everyone else goes to bed.
-what is a flavor they hate and a flavor they love?
I hate cauliflower, it tastes like mush! My favorite food is mac and cheese. I like anything cheesy, really.
-do they have any hobbies?
I love video games so that's a big one. I write a lot. I started keeping a journal when I started therapy but I also like to write down random thoughts that I find amusing. I haven't really done anything with them but maybe they'll be useful one day.
-boom, surprise birthday party! how do they react to surprises?
It depends on who's there. If it's people I'm close to then I'm totally down for being the center of attention but there are some people I'd rather not see unexpectedly.
-do they like to wear jewelry? if so, what is their favorite piece?
I wear jewelry but nothing fancy. Just some piercings, necklaces, and bracelets that I think look cool. I like finding handmade stuff. I have a few ear piercings and I got my septum pierced recently.
-do they have neat or messy handwriting?
It depends. If I'm doing something artsy I can experiment with my handwriting in cool ways but taking notes? Good luck reading that later!
-what are two emotions they feel the most?
Just two? Damn. I'd say longing and regret. Wow, that sounds kind of depressing!
-do they have a favorite fabric?
I like things with interesting textures as long as it's not too scratchy.
-what kind of accent do they have?
I think it's kind of neutral but I'm good at mimicking accents and voices. Sometimes I do it without even realizing it if I spend a lot of time with someone.
Paul DiMarco
-what common/uncommon fear do they have?
I don't really have many fears, but sometimes when I'm reading about weird diseases I start thinking about what would happen if I or one of my loved ones got it.
-do they have any pet peeves?
It really bugs me when people don't return their shopping carts. It's not that hard to walk a few feet and put it away!
-what are 3 items you can find in their bedroom?
Plants because I like to garden, nonfiction books because I like to learn new things, and hiking boots because I like to be active outdoors.
-what do they notice first in a person?
I notice people's smiles first. I'm generally a happy person and I like to see others happy, too.
-on a scale of 1-10, how high is their pain tolerance?
Maybe a 6 or 7? I'm good at pushing past discomfort when I'm doing something strenuous like climbing, but I don't tolerate sudden injuries quite as well.
-do they go into fight or flight mode when under pressure?
Usually fight. I go into action mode when a crises hits and start thinking about how I'll tackle the problem.
-do they come from a big family/are they a family person?
Definitely! I have 4 siblings, 3 niblings, and we all get along great. Family is very important to me!
-what animal represents them best?
I'll go for a labrador because they're good companions and they like to explore.
-what is a smell that they dislike?
I hate the smell of gasoline.
-have they broken any bones? if so, how?
Surprisingly I haven't, though I'm pretty active. I've come close a couple of times, though!
-how would a stranger likely describe them?
Most people would say I'm friendly and curious.
-are they a night owl or a morning bird?
I'm a morning bird. I like to have a little time to myself before the rest of the world wakes up to prepare for my day. I do enjoy sleeping in on those lazy days when I don't have anywhere to be, though.
-what is a flavor they hate and a flavor they love?
I'm not picky, but I don't like flavors that are too bland. As for favorites, I don't think I could pick just one! I like trying new cuisines and experimenting with flavor combinations. If I had to pick, I'd go with my mom's homemade tomato sauce. Nothing else compares.
-do they have any hobbies?
I like to garden, though I don't have much space in my apartment. I'd love to have a big garden someday and have lots of fresh fruits and veggies to cook with. I'm pretty active and I love the outdoors. Hiking, rock climbing...anything that gets me moving and allows me to explore.
-boom, surprise birthday party! how do they react to surprises?
I would appreciate the gesture, but hopefully I would be in the mood to party!
-do they like to wear jewelry? if so, what is their favorite piece?
I don't really wear jewelry. I've seen some beautiful pieces, but it's not very practical for my lifestyle.
-do they have neat or messy handwriting?
As a future doctor, I've been practicing my indecipherable handwriting for years!
-what are two emotions they feel the most?
That's a good question because sometimes I tend to suppress my emotions.
-do they have a favorite fabric?
I like silk and anything that feels nice on my skin.
-what kind of accent do they have?
I'm from Tartosa, so I have the local accent. Although people in Tartosa say I'm losing it a bit.
I'll tag @weirdosalike, @morningglory-sims, @beachyserasims, @zosa95, and @kelsey-sims if you'd like to play along!
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