#Fluffernutter bunny

[jellycatsdaily]

Jellycat of the Day | 29th July 2023

↳ Fluffernutter Bunny | 2011 Retired Design

[presswoodterryryan]

🎨 Fun Art Styles Explained for Kids 🎉

💡 Alice’s Silly Genius Takeaways: 🎤 A Message to the World from Alice (and Fluffernutter!): Exploring Different Art Styles and Famous ArtistsDownload

[reblog-spam-assassin]

Anyone else getting these really fucking weird ads on here☹....?????? Please tell me I'm not going nuts.....

(Here is the other, with a link👇)

I've read this, and it's...something. I've had to reread it a couple times, because it made no fucking sense that I disassociated a couple times. I don't think a human wrote this, it's so AI coded🤢.

God, what the hell is going on??

[whoslaurapalmer]

FAIR PICTURES 💖💖💖

-it was the 75th year of the fair so they had little paper diamonds everywhere for their diamond anniversary 💎

-the fair is a big display of poultry/livestock/STEM/farming/sewing/athletic/art clubs, where the kids display their cute animals and their best vegetables and their train creations and make cute informational posters for everything and do demonstrations and get show ribbons 🎀 they also have lots of food and rides and a car show and tractor demonstrations and local organizations get tables to promote their stuff and crafters come too!

-in the art division there were soooooo many kids who drew anime pictures and I was like. literally tearing up like these kids showing off their painstakingly copied manga panel drawings at the fair I love them so much 😭

-You Are Not Allowed To Pet The Animals In General But Sometimes You Get A Super Friendly Kid Or Adult Holding Their Small Animal Outside Of Their Pen Who Openly Encourages You To Pet Them which is how one year best friend and I got to pet a bunny!!!!! AND THIS YEAR I GOT TO PET THAT PIGLET!!!!!!!!!!

-this was the first year I saw ducks and geese alongside the usual chickens, which was so cool!!!!!!!! this is silly goose and giggles. their poster had been Nibbled. Repeatedly. I would trust them to commit sooooo many crimes

-this is cannoli and fluffernutter!!!!!!!!!! they are considered 'heavy ducks'

-this total UNIT of a fancy fancy chicken oh my god. elegant. sophisticated. AMAZING. she is a ✨️lavender orpington✨️. the world continues to amaze me re: chickens

-they also have reptiles too!!! they started that much more recently, like within the past, 7 years maybe, so there's usually not a lot, and the geckos were hiding but I did get to see this gorgeous frog

-this absolutely BEAUTIFUL bunny named dusty

-they do have some adult division stuff for the parents and someone had ANIMAL SKULLS!!!!!!!!!!!!! the one on the left is a rabbit, and the one on the right is a fox. eye sockets always get me. fucking wild.

-this precious angel baby goat had this little piece of straw stuck to his mouth and kept trying to eat it. I love him so much

-.......I don't know what this is. goat????? small ram?????????? but he was incredibly eager to try and escape his pen bc he had his head right there the whole entire time. Someone Free Him. you can see the hint of some SUPER COOL horns and I kept trying to get a good picture of them but I could not. those little teefs, though!!!!!

-most of the big ponies were out doing one of the horse events, I think, so I didn't see very many but I did see this cutie

-AND OF COURSE A DELIGHTFUL AND GRAINY ZOOMED IN PICTURE OF WENDY, THE PIGLET I GOT TO PET

and my hand, gently petting her sweet sweet stiff pig fur 🐽🐽🐽🐽🐽 god look at her little foot!!!!!!!!!!

[thursdaygarbageday]

Esma’s Pumpkin

It all started when the notorious villain, Sir Fuzzbottom, decided to rob the local bakery of its coveted chocolate chip cookies. The police, led by Detective Whiskers, were hot on his trail but failed to apprehend him. In a series of comical events, Chloe innocently stumbled upon the scene of the crime, unknowingly wearing a disguise similar to Sir Fuzzbottom's trademark outfit - a fluffy onesie with bunny ears.

Detective Whiskers, convinced that Chloe was the mastermind behind the cookie heist, dramatically arrested her and hauled her off to Fluffington's peculiar jail. The jail, known as the Puffy Paws Correctional Facility, was an extraordinary place filled with whimsy and humor. The cells were adorned with rainbow-colored bars, and the inmates had their own personal puffball pillows.

Inside her cell, Chloe met her quirky cellmate, Bubbles the Bubblegum Bandit. Bubbles, renowned for stealing bubblegum from candy shops, turned out to be an exuberant and friendly companion. Together, they concocted a plan to prove Chloe's innocence and catch the real culprit.

With humor and resourcefulness, Chloe and Bubbles began investigating the cookie heist themselves, collecting clues from the local bakery and interviewing pastry enthusiasts. Along the way, they encountered eccentric characters like Professor Whiskerfuzz, a brilliant feline scientist who specialized in cookie crumb forensics, and Captain Fluffernutter, a dashing squirrel pirate with a secret cookie recipe.

As their investigation unfolded, they discovered that Sir Fuzzbottom had framed Chloe to distract the police from his real plan - stealing all the pies from Fluffington's annual Pie Festival. Armed with their wit and a touch of whimsy, Chloe and Bubbles rallied the townsfolk and orchestrated an epic pie chase through the streets of Fluffington, where pies flew through the air in a chaotic yet entertaining showdown.

In the end, as the truth was unveiled, Sir Fuzzbottom's pie-heist scheme was foiled, and Chloe's innocence was proven beyond a shadow of a doubt. Fluffington celebrated with a grand party, presenting Chloe with a golden cookie trophy for her bravery and resilience.

And so, Chloe became a local legend, forever known as the girl who went to jail for a crime she didn't commit but triumphantly brought justice and humor to the whimsical town of Fluffington.

#power #powerpittsburgh #pittsburghpower #pittsburgh

[pupalupadup]

Happy birthday @pangur-and-grim​! Have a picture of my bunbutt, who is just as DEMANDING of attention as your own seems to be!

[homeofhousechickens]

This ugly stage talk is making me reminisce.

Ugly stages in chickens are so funny and they can strike at anytime during a growth spurt for a young bird

Like young Blue below. She was still peeping like a chick but had these horrible ugly eyes and beak lol

Baby bird was also very unflattering and a supremely ugly wyandotte while she was growing, young Greenie is in the background and she never looked ugly just leggy lol

Indy (Influenza) was a black sex link i raised she looked crusty and leggy all the time intill she suddenly turned into a chicken one day

This chicks name was Bunny and she was an easter egger i raised. I think her ugly stage beats everyone because she looked so ugly and sad she looked like she was brutally attacked by something but nope, just puberty lol

As an honorable mention here is Fluffernutter my pigeon going through a rough molt as an adult bird in 2020

[peanutbutterandmarshmallowears]

I agree with this bunny. I don't know why mommies won't let us chew on them. They taste purple!

bunnies b like 

[rabbitsoverload]

The best of friends! (And the one who named our darling bunny Fluffernutter.)

[presswoodterryryan]

Alice the Mathonaut’s Guide to Big Numbers

By Alice Hello again, fellow explorers of silliness and smarts! 🎉 It’s me, Alice the Mathonaut, swinging by with my dazzling cape and cosmic calculator to throw a vibrant fiesta in celebration of my brilliant big sister Ariel and her brand-new paper that’s bursting with excitement! This incredible brain-blaster dives deep into the fascinating world of reading and writing ENORMOUS numbers—the…

[sun-bf]

the last time I went into build a bear workshop I was like 15 and went with my friends "ironically." we thought we were gonna pwn the shit out of these poor build a bear employees who were used to helping small children, but we were so wrong.

the dude that helped us was so prepared and enthusiastic to deal with snarky teenagers, he probably did it every day. he patronized the shit out of us and talked to us like toddlers because we made our bed and we were going to fucking lay in it. i grabbed a bunny and he made the biggest most elaborate show of stuffing it, asking me detailed questions about how much stuffing I prefer, then practically forced me whisper a wish into the lil heart they sew in there because "well you HAVE to."

then he asked me what I was going to name the bunny, and I, being humiliated and totally over the backfired bit by this point, was like "haha I'm not gonna name it" and the dude looks me dead in the eyes with the utmost seriousness and says "his name is mr. fluffernutters." how was I supposed to argue with that

so as I was leaving the store with my friends and mr. fluffernutters, the guy shouts "hey everyone! look at the sweet bears they just got! aren't they so cool?" we left with our tails between our legs

i still have mr. fluffernutters to this day and i hope that guy got promoted

[cassandraduke]

🌿 Herb: What is a scent you find relaxing? 

🥛 Milk: What is a food you find comforting when you are sad? 

🍑 Peach: What is a color that makes you smile? 

🐇 Bunny: What’s a song that you really like? 

🐑 Sheep: What is a comfort item you own? 

🍓 Strawberry: Do you own any pink clothing?

🥞 Pancake: What is your favorite breakfast food?

🌿 Herb: What is a scent you find relaxing? 

“Definitely the smell of fresh laundry when it’s fresh from the dryer. Makes me want to sink into fresh sheets.”

🥛 Milk What is a food you find comforting when you are sad? 

“Fluffernutter sandwiches, they’re a staple from where I grew up, so they always remind me of home.”

🍑 Peach: What is a color that makes you smile?

“I love fall colors and light greens. Those are always nice, and relaxing.”

🐇 Bunny: What’s a song that you really like?

“Right now, I’m listening to a lot of Hozier, but if I had to choose just one song it would probably be From Eden.”

🐑 Sheep: What is a comfort item you own? 

“I actually have an old plush cat from home. She’s a calico, her name is fluffy, and I’ve had her for as long as I can remember. I keep her on my bed at all times, and I don’t care who knows it.”

🍓 Strawberry: Do you own any pink clothing?

“I do, mostly a couple of very rose pink shirts, that’s about it though. I don’t think pink is the most flattering on me.”

🥞 Pancake: What is your favorite breakfast food?

“Mmm, I love Belgian waffles, especially when they are topped with all sorts of colorful little berries, and whipped cream of course.”

[the-queer-dungeoneer]

Not Alone (Crowley x Fem! Reader) - Ch. 3/?

Previous / Next

Characters: Reader, Crowley, Aziraphale, Gabriel and likely more once we get into the thick of it.

Relationships: Crowley x Reader, Aziraphale x Reader, Aziraphale x Crowley

POV: First-person

Warnings: Death of a family friend

Tags: @curse-brekker​, @oopstheregoesmysoul13​

*gif is not mine and neither are any of the characters or source material!

Y/N = your name

Y/N/N = your nickname

Y/L/N = your last name

H/C = Hair color

E/C = Eye color

F/C = Favorite color

A/N: Chapter three is here, my loves! Yay for relationship development! Honetly, I think being close friends with Aziraphale would be such a wonderful experience. I hope you enjoy!

Thank you to my lovely editor @aka-ellie ❤️

Lots of love! - TQD

October, 2018

We went to a small Indian restaurant about half a mile from the shop. The food was impeccable, but it was shoved into second place by the lovely conversation.

This time he seemed much more interested in my upbringing. I told him about how I’d grown up with my grandparents, and how I still called my grams every day. I talked about how I had grown up in art and theatre classes, which had helped me with my anxiety and depression. I also explained that this was my motivation for working towards arts as a form of healthcare. I had experienced the benefits upfront, and they could be so helpful for so many people. I left a lot of the more unsavory details of my childhood out because it didn’t seem like the time to bear my uglier scars.

He asked me all kinds of questions about growing up in Seattle. He wanted to know all about if the seafood there was as good as he’d heard (I hate seafood, so I was the wrong person to ask about that) and I told him that I thought it might be. We talked about the interesting bookshops around the city, and I gushed that his was far better than any of them, which made him grin like a schoolboy.  

I was content wandering arm in arm with Aziraphale. I hadn’t had a meal that delicious or filling in weeks. I’d been subsisting off peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and instant noodles because of my limited budget. It was great to not feel hungry, and even better to not feel lonely. I was smiling despite myself, and there are few memories I treasure more than that one.

He walked me to my apartment and cordially held the door open once I’d buzzed myself in. His gentlemanly demeanor never seemed patronizing, always completely genuine. It was sweet.

“Would you like to come in? I have coffee and tea.”

“Oh goodness dear, it’s rather late. I do not want to take up any more of your evening,” he responded. We seemed to be caught in a dance of wanting to spend time together, but not impose. The best part was, it wasn’t just me.

“Really, Aziraphale, it’s no trouble. I stay up this late all the time. If it sweetens the deal at all, I can dig out some hot cocoa? Oh! You can even meet my bunny!”

“Well you didn’t tell me that you have a rabbit! That is all the convincing I need.” He giggled happily and followed me up the stairs.

My living space was quaint, and by quaint, I mean incredibly small. But it was all the space I could possibly need. After all, it was just me and Penelope, and I wasn’t entertaining much.

Penelope had a small hutch with a litter box and a bed, but I never closed the door. She hopped about the apartment most all day and night. I did lock her up when I was sleeping though. I had this nagging fear that she would hop into bed with me and I’d suffocate her by accident. Dark, I know, but real. Also, locking her up at night and covering the cage with a blanket meant she slept when I did, so we were on relatively the same schedule. It made life easier. Penelope had been my best friend for two years. She was a graduation present from my grandfather when I finished high school. I had hidden her in my dorm room secretly during freshman year, and against my family's wishes, I had paid the extra fees to have her travel with me all the way to London. She was more companion than pet. I read her all my papers and textbooks, I let her pee on the papers I’d gotten bad grades on, she cuddled with me on bad days and hopped around my feet in celebratory dance parties. We were inseparable.

I smiled unlocking my little red front door. The number fourteen was crooked. I should have told the landlord by now, but it added character, so I didn’t really mind.

“Where’s my little fluffernutter?” I called in a sing-song voice. I was answered with the skittering sound of bunny feet and Penelope made her way into the kitchen and slid across the tiles to greet me. She jumped straight into my arms and nuzzled against my chest. She often acted more like a dog than a rabbit. I wasn’t sure who was more co-dependent, but I didn’t care. It was nice to be needed. “Oh, hello darling! Mama missed you so much!”

“My goodness! That is the most affectionate rabbit I have ever seen! What is her name?”

“Oh, where are my manners? Aziraphale, this is Penelope,” I said hiking the small furball into the crook of my elbow, “And Penelope, this is Aziraphale,” I finished, grabbing a hold of her paw and extending it in a mock-introductory handshake.”

Aziraphale went right along with my dorky antics and shook Penelope’s paw. “It is lovely to meet such a refined lady as yourself Miss Penelope, I marvel at the pleasure.”

I couldn’t hold back my giggles. I knew I could laugh freely with Aziraphale. However, when I inadvertently snorted I stopped short and my cheeks flushed red.

“Oh well that was simply adorable,” Aziraphale giggled. “Don’t go getting all embarrassed, I have heard centuries worth of embarrassing laughs, and yours doesn’t even come close.”

I exhaled and continued my giggling fit. As I made my way into the apartment kitchen. I slid my shoes off and left them to the right of the door before padding across the outdated linoleum tiles the grab a few mugs. My kitchen, while small, was lovely. The cabinets were all a shade of robin’s egg blue and the countertops were a subtle white tile. It was the first thing when you saw when you entered and added a calming air to the room. It wrapped around into a small bar with matching blue bar stools to the left, and the rest of my studio sprawled out behind that. There was a large window facing north, which my couch (also my bed) sat underneath on the far wall. I had photos and cards from my family and friends back home as well as art pieces I’d collected over the years hung up all around. The coffee table perched in front of my couch/bed - we’ll call it my bouch - was covered in textbooks, papers and highlighters as well as a few empty bowls and a smattering of silverware. Across from the bouch was my television on top of my bookshelf. I didn’t watch much TV, but I had a Gamecube that I liked to play occasionally, to relax. At the far end of the apartment from the kitchen was my small bathroom. It was decorated all in lime green. Definitely a product of the 70’s when these apartments went up. Penelope’s hutch sat on the wall next to the bathroom door. It was just a basic black wire hutch with a hidey hole, a water bottle, food bowl and wood shavings.

I only had enough serving ware for two people, thankfully I had done most of the dishes. Usually, two-people’s-worth just meant I could eat another bowl of soup before I actually had to consider pulling out a sponge. I busied myself with tea while Aziraphale settled down on one of the barstools watching the odd dance I did to prepare everything with one arm occupied by my small rodent best friend. When she got squirmy, I set her down.

“I know it’s past your bedtime you little monster. Give me one second.” I huffed before walking over and grabbing her small blanket from the ground next to the couch. I laid it out in the hutch under the hidey hole cover where she liked to sleep and gestured at it with playful annoyance. “How’s that, your majesty?”

Apparently, it was fine because she hopped right in. I gently latched the door and flipped down the quilt that was folded on top of the hutch. She’d likely be asleep in minutes. She, like her human, loved to sleep. Naps were only second to food.

The kettle started to whistle, causing me to whip around and slide back to the kitchen. I had become an expert in the Olympic sport of sock-on-tile skating in my time, though I did smack my hip on the oven handle during my graceful finish.

“Oh, dear! Are you alright?” Aziraphale winced.

“Yeah, yeah! I am a bit of a klutz. I do stupid stuff all the time. Now! Your tea, sir. Be careful, it’s hot.” I smiled, placing a mug on the counter.

“Oh, thank you! Your apartment is beautiful. You’ve made it very welcoming. There is a lot of love in here.”

I settled down on the barstool next to him, and he started asking about all of my pictures. I pulled one of my favorites off the wall, a glossy 5x7 of myself and my grams in matching skeleton costumes. I was seven, and we went trick-or-treating around the police station where my grandpa worked. One of the officers picked me up shouting “Who left this skeleton out on the floor?! All human remains should be sealed in the evidence locker!” He tossed me over his shoulder and carried me all around the precinct. I laughed until I couldn’t breathe. He slapped an evidence sticker across my forehead and gave me a full-sized Twix bar.

Officer Peterson was a good man. He had passed away in the line of duty two years later. I was too young to really understand that. I remembered though, my grandpa had sat me down and talked to me for a long time about death and how it worked. He told me it wasn’t something bad. A lot of times it meant people weren’t hurting or scared anymore. Grandpa never backed away from the hard conversations. I was lucky for that.

This is how the evening went on. Each picture had so many memories and smiles attached. Aziraphale never ran out of questions to ask. He was so curious, as though domestic life was the most interesting thing in the world. I don’t know when three o’clock rolled around, but that didn’t stop anything. Neither of us considered wrapping things up until well after the sun started to peak through the window and Penelope started to stir in her hutch.

[slightlymagicalcatalog]

OBJECTS 0200-299

0200 WAND OF SNOWBALLS 0201 INSTANT ICE TRAY 0202 PLIABLE PAGE MARKER 0203 GRAVEL GUM DROPS 0204 PERFECT PASTA COLANDER 0205 LUNCH BOX OF COLDING 0206 BUTTON OF FASTENING 0207 NOSE RING OF ATTITUDE 0208 STUDLY SUPERHERO BANDAGE 0209 HOLY MUSTARD SEED

0210 SILVER SUMMONING BELL 0211 ANIMATRONIC ELEPHANT COSTUME 0212 GENUINE GRANITE BOULDER 0213 SANDLESS SANDALS 0214 CRENELLATED PAIL 0215 PIZNIT'S PORTABLE SEA BATHING CHANGING BOOTH 0216 DRIFTWOOD GLUE 0217 BUBBLE CONCH 0218 TIDE POLE 0219 STARFISH SHURIKEN

0220 MOONSORROW BALM 0221 CHROMATIC LENSES 0222 LUMINOUS LOCKS LOTION 0223 MALLEABLE MUSTACHE MOUSSE 0224 SUN SALVE 0225 ANTI-BLUSH 0226 WRINKLE CREAM 0227 CLAP-ON SCONCE 0228 COVFEFE 0229 SLEEPYTIME TEA

0230 ARM'S-LENGTH HOLDER 0231 GLIMMERING MOONDROP NECTAR 0232 CURSED TOILETRY SET 0233 SWIZZLE STICK 0234 SEW-IN SHOULDER PADS 0235 HOOD OF BROODING 0236 PERSONAL GLOOM CLOUD 0237 CRINKLE-FREE CRAVAT 0238 SQUIGGLY WIGGLY CUFF 0239 MAGICKISH CARPET

0240 SENTIENT RUG 0241 DUST BUNNY 0242 THE BROOMBA® 0243 THE INDESTRUCTIBLE SCRUBBLEBUBBLER™ 0244 LAZY LINT ROLLER 0245 BREAD BAG 0246 SHOE HORN 0247 UNBREAKABLE ATOMIZER 0248 DING-DONG DAISY 0249 SALT SPRAYS

0250 LONG STEM SPECIAL 0251 THORNPETAL ROSE 0252 PENELOPEAS 0253 CROWNING GLORY 0254 LIELAX BLOSSOMS 0255 BOUTONNIERE BROOCH 0256 TOUR-TALLY TUNIC 0257 TANTALIZING TICKET STUB 0258 PETULANT PLAYBILL 0259 LUMINOUS ROD

0260 LOOMPA OOMPA 0261 EVERLASTING GOBSTOPPER 0262 CREAM WHIP 0263 GLASS ELEVATOR BUTTON 0264 WHIMSICAL CANE 0265 RAINBOW DROPS 0266 AWE-INSPIRING BOW TIE 0267 PEDANTIC PADDLE 0268 BUG RAPELLENT 0269 WATER SHOES

0270 SELF-STARTING LANYARD RING 0271 EMERGENCY WHISTLE 0272 104 BANDANA 0273 BUG JUICE 0274 MUSTELID POP 0275 WAND OF ICICLES 0276 SNOWFLAKE POWDER 0277 BUCKET OF COLDING 0278 POCKET FAN 0279 ALE COOLER

0280 POPSICKLE MOLD 0281 JUBILANT CHERRY 0282 FLUFFERNUTTER SANDWICH 0283 ROCKET POP 0284 THAT'S-THAT® 0285 RICKY RAT™ TREAT 0286 WAFFLE CONES 0287 BILLY THE BIG MOUTH BAT NOVELTY PLAQUE 0288 DRUNKEN DOOR PULL 0289 SACCHARINE SIGN

0290 PHASE CAT CLOCK 0291 PINK COCKATRICE 0292 POTTED PLANT 0293 ODD PEWTER PAPERWEIGHT 0294 MASK OF SECRET IDENTITY 0295 PHANTOM SCAR MASK 0296 RAVEN MASK 0297 MOISTURIZING MASK 0298 DEATH MASK 0299 MASQUING TAPE

[andersonave]

And it looks like we’re “fostering” a bunny. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

Meet Mr. Fluffernutter, Quinn’s newest charge.