#indoor cat playground

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Noodle loves this perch so much there would need to be a natural disaster of biblical proportions to get him to part with this perch. It's perfect hide for bird surveillance. I think the cats like it so much because the entire platform is made out of carpet material, so it feels cozy

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[cutiepieautistic]

Miche stimboard

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[l0lli1eo]

Oh to have a kl date with a cute girl :((

[sixeyesonathiel]

what happens when the pint-sized copy of gojo satoru fails the quiz his dad helped him review?

the door slams.

not shuts. not closes. slams—with the full, righteous fury only a small, betrayed child can muster. a tiny, furious body with too much emotion and too little upper-body strength, using every ounce of indignation to make an entrance.

a backpack ricochets off the hallway wall, landing with a sad, almost pitiful plop. you pause mid-slice, knife hovering above half a strawberry on the cutting board, sugar-dusted fingertips twitching.

from the living room, satoru blinks behind a pair of wire-framed reading glasses—askew on the bridge of his nose, balancing in the space where his usual sunglasses would sit. he’s sprawled lazily on the floor, legs kicked up onto the coffee table, wearing a pair of navy blue pajamas patterned with tiny mochi cats. an open manga flutters against his chest.

he doesn’t sit up. not yet. just slowly turns his head toward you, peering over the edge of the couch with the exact caution of prey sensing a distant predator.

“...was that the wind?” he asks, voice very hopeful.

you lift a brow, flicking your eyes toward the front hallway.

“baby,” you deadpan, “we don’t get wind indoors.”

and then—like a summoned curse echoing from the depths of a broken heart—a sound shatters the air.

a wail.

high-pitched. raw. as if the whole world had crumbled under a pair of light-up velcro sneakers. you barely have time to process it before—

“mamaaaaaa!! daddyyyyyyyy!!”

satoru flinches like he’s taken physical damage. the manga slips off his chest and hits the floor with a soft thup. both your heads snap toward the hall just in time to witness the grand, devastating arrival of your son.

he’s tiny. flushed pink from the cold or from his tears, it’s hard to tell. his white hair is a mop of fluffy chaos—tufts sticking up where little fingers must’ve raked through it on the playground, a single rebellious cowlick curled toward the sky like a question mark. cheeks blotchy. nose red. lower lip trembling so hard it casts its own shadow.

and he’s crying.

not sniffles. not whimpers.

crying. open-mouthed, sob-shattered wails that rattle the windows and tug at your heart. arms flailing, body stumbling forward like a tragic protagonist in a historical drama. his sleeves are too long—he must’ve tugged at them all day—and now they flap as he wipes his eyes with the cuffs, trailing streaks of moisture across the fabric.

your knife is already down. you round the kitchen island in record time and crouch, arms open.

“baby, what’s wrong?!”

he doesn’t just run into your arms—he launches himself, full body-weight, like a little cannonball of despair. his backpack thumps against your hip as he buries his face in your chest.

“i didn’t get ice creeeeeeam—!!”

you blink.

“...oh,” satoru says from behind you, having finally peeled himself off the floor. he crouches beside you, pajama pants riding up a little around the ankle. his hair’s a fluffy mess, eyes wide behind his reading glasses, mouth open like he’s still buffering. “you didn’t get what?”

“ice cream,” your son sobs, voice thick and hiccuping. “everybody got some ‘cause they passed the quiz and i didn’t—even though we studied!! even though we did the ming dynasty thing and daddy wore the stupid kimono!!!”

“it wasn’t stupid,” satoru frowns, indignant. “it was authentic.”

you pinch the bridge of your nose. “sweetheart, slow down. what quiz?”

“the history one,” your son says, sniffling miserably. “with the ming dyna—hic—sty and emperor yongle and daddy said if i remembered the porce… porcelain stuff i’d get full marks…”

you and satoru lock eyes.

oh.

that quiz.

the living room flashes back in your mind—satoru in a patterned bathrobe tied with your silk scarf, chopsticks in his hair, declaring himself emperor of all snacks. your son clutched his stomach from laughing so hard he rolled off the couch. satoru called it “immersive education.”

apparently... it wasn’t effective.

your son’s lower lip quivers again. he pulls back slightly to sniff, his little brows furrowed, his voice small and wounded. “it’s not fair… daddy said he was the best at history and he lied and now everyone got to go to the cafeteria for ice cream and i had to stay and read with ms. matsuda and it was boring and i don’t even like maps—”

satoru visibly stiffens. his head tilts.

“...oh no,” he mutters. “it was geography?”

you stare at him.

“wait,” you say slowly, turning back to your son, “you did the ming dynasty for geography?”

he pauses.

his eyes widen. he turns to satoru. horror dawns.

“...what?”

satoru clears his throat. tugs at the collar of his mochi cat pajama top.

“...oops?”

“daddy!!!” your son bellows, fists flying. he punches satoru’s arm with all the fury in his tiny frame. it’s like being attacked by a particularly angry cloud. satoru lets himself be dramatically thrown back onto the floor, flopping like a fish.

“argh!! fatal blow! betrayal by my own bloodline!!”

your son sniffles, shoulders rising and falling, too tired to be mad but too heartbroken to forgive. he plops back onto the floor with a heavy sigh, pulling his sleeves over his hands like a soggy little dumpling of grief.

“...so i don’t get any ice cream.”

from the floor, satoru grins.

“nope. you’re getting a whole bucket.”

you whirl on him. “satoru—!”

“what? he suffered, he deserves it.” satoru pushes his glasses up and cracks his knuckles. cursed energy begins to shimmer faintly around him, blurring the air like heat off pavement. “i’ll be back in fifteen. or maybe two. actually—let’s make it one.”

you gape. “you’re using your limitless to get him ice cream—?”

“and this is why you married me,” he says with a wink, and then—

pop.

he’s gone. air displaced in a puff of cool wind and sparkles.

you sigh. your son leans into you, cheek pressed to your shoulder. you wrap your arms around him gently, brushing your fingers through his hair. still soft from this morning’s brushing. a few crumbs from lunch clinging to the ends.

he tugs your shirt, voice muffled.

“...mama,” he says, “if i cry again, can i eat more scoops?”

you pause.

squint down at him. “that depends. are the tears real?”

he considers. long pause. then, with the gravitas of a stage actor, he pinches his nose and starts fake crying—loud, wobbly sobs that rock his whole body.

and then—pop.

satoru’s back. disheveled, pajama sleeves windblown, glasses askew, and arms cradling an absurdly massive neon plastic tub that smells like every ice cream flavor ever invented. it’s glowing. it might actually be radioactive.

your son stops fake-crying mid-sob.

“…score.”

satoru beams. “for my little emperor of the ming dynasty!”

you all end up piled on the couch, one tangled mass of pajama legs and sticky fingers. strawberry slices forgotten on the counter. your son curled between you both, spoon held like a royal scepter, dribbling rainbow cream down his chin as he proclaims flavor rankings with the gravitas of a judge.

“your majesty,” satoru intones, spoon raised high, “may i present the cookie dough scrolls of diplomacy.”

you roll your eyes fondly, head resting on satoru’s shoulder. “you’re such an idiot.”

he kisses your cheek, smiling.

“uh huh. but i’m your idiot.”

your son silently shoves a spoon in both your mouths.

he’s still sulking. a little. but the betrayal has been soothed by frozen sugar, warmth, and the fact that tomorrow, daddy promised to stage the tang dynasty.

correct subject pending.

a/n : i need to have his babies so bad nobody understands 😔🥀 yes you can't convince me he wouldn't teleport just to get his kids ice cream even if he's wearing ridiculous pajamas <3

[coochiekrab]

i think the furryverse would have Indoor Claw Parks for kids that are essentially just indoor playgrounds but entirely composed of cat towers catered to furries who can use their claws to climb. evan asks for his birthday party to be at a claw park and rumi gets so upset that all she can do is play fruit ninja on the public ipad while her brother is sitting in a carpet lined box 15 feet off the ground

[scene-pup]

100 AgeRe Questions

Credit: pickledratinajar

1🐝 What Age(s) Do You Regress To ~

2🍯 Do You Pet Regress As Well / What Animal ~

3🥮 How Long Have You Been Regressing ~

4🐌 Is Your Regression Voluntary, Involuntary, Or A Mixture ~

5🐻 What's Your Personality Like When Regressed ~

6🐴 How Often Do You Regress ~

7☕ What Helps You Get Into Headspace ~

8📜 Are You A Baby, Toddler, Or Big Kid Regressor ~

9🦇 Do Your Likes Change When Regressed ~

10⏳ Do You Have A Baby Voice In Headspace ~

11🍪 What Makes You Instantly Small ~

12🧋Why Do You Regress ~

13🌙 Pink Or Blue ~

14⭐ Dragons, Unicorns Or Fairies ~

15☁️ Dinos, Princesses, Space Or Safari Theme ~

16💫 Neon, Pastel, Neutral Or Dark Pallets ~

17🐮 Favorite Regression Clothes ~

18🌸 Favorite Color ~

19🐭 Do You Collect Stickers ~

20🧁 Coloring Book Or Paint By Numbers ~

21🍧 Playdoh, Legos Or Slime ~

22🦄 Finger Paint Or Brushes ~

23🧼 Crayons, Colored Pencils Or Markers ~

24☀️ Do You Have A CG / Name For CG ~

25🌻 Do You Have A Baby Sitter ~

26✨ Do You Have Any Sibbies ~

27🧺 Do Your Parents Know About Your Regression ~

28🧋 Favorite Nicknames / Pet Names ~

29🍕 Ideal Playdate ~

30🐱 Sleep In Crib Or With CG ~

31🍼 Favorite Snack ~

32🧸 Favorite Juice ~

33🍪 Favorite Icecream Flavor ~

34🩹 Favorite Type Of Milk ~

35🐶 Sweet, Sour, Spicy, Bitter Or Savory ~

36🍰 Favorite Dessert ~

37🍦 Favorite Type Of Chocolate ~

38⏳ Mac & Cheese Or Nuggets ~

39🎒 Favorite Movie ~

40🍬 Favorite Cartoon ~

41🚀 Favorite Game ~

42🎀 Favorite Disney Princess ~

43⚾ If You Could Have Any 1 Superpower What Would It Be ~

44🍄 Anime Or Cartoons ~

45🍓 Favorite Carebear ~

46✏️ Shows Or Movies ~

47🐛 Do You Believe In Fairies ~

48🐸 Do You Have A Comfort Character ~

49🌱 Do You Like Rain At Night ~

50🦕 Are You Easily Scared ~

51🧃 Are You Also A Carer ~

52🌵 Are You Independent Or Dependent ~

53🍃 What Pulls You Out Of Headspace ~

54🍏 Are You Scared Of Bugs ~

55🦝 Favorite Toy Series ~

56🚛 Do You Use Pacis ~

57🦴 Do You Use Diaps ~

58🦈 Gear Wishlist ~

59🍵 Favorite Regression Item ~

60🐾 Sippy Cup Or Bottle ~

61🦊 Oldest Stuffie ~

62🎃 Do You Sleep With A Stuffie ~

63🔥 How Many Stuffies Do You Have ~

64🍂 Newest Favorite Stuffie ~

65🏵️ Build A Bear, Amusement Park, Or Disney Store ~

66🥧 Stuffed Animals Or Dolls ~

67👽 Do You Have A Bedtime ~ 

68🍭 Do You Keep An AgeRe Journal ~

69⚡️ Do You Have Rules ~

70🍥 Blankie Or Paci ~

71🌈 Night Light Or Glow-In-The-Dark Stars ~

72🌿 Bedtime Stories Or Lullabies ~

73🎩 Favorite Thing To Do Outside While Small ~

74🐵 Favorite Thing To Do Inside While Small ~

75🦋 Blanket Fort Or Bouncy House ~

76🐯 Stroller Or Walk ~

77🔮 Dress Up Or Tea Party ~

78🦜 Do You Like The Playground ~

79💖 Early Bird Or Night Owl ~

80📝 Indoors Or Outdoors ~

81💕 Warm Or Cold Weather ~

82🦢 Dogs Or Cats ~

83☎️ Do You Have Any Pets ~

84💌 Favorite Animal ~

85🍒 Favorite Holiday ~

86🐇 Favorite Season ~

87❤️ What’s Your Big Age ~

88🌼 What’s A Nostalgic Place For You ~

89🐳 Playdoh, Legos Or Slime ~

90🐙 Do You Collect Anything ~

91🐠 Bubble Baths Or Bath Toys ~

92🍑 Are Your Agere Interests More Fem Or Masc ~

93☔️ Do You Stim More While Regressed ~

94🎨 Favorite Place To Regress ~

95🧵 Favorite Regression Youtuber ~

96🌈 Favorite Site/App For Regression Community ~

97💐 What Do You Wanna Be When You Grow Up ~

98📒 What’s The Most Nostalgic Electronic For You ~

99📀 A Toy You Always Wanted But Never Got As A Kid ~

100🪐 What Is Your Favorite Thing To Learn About In Headspace ~

ASK ME! :D <3

[powluna]

WILDWOOD ADVENTURE PARK | no cc

Welcome to Wildwood Adventure Park, the ultimate indoor playground for toddlers and children!

Lot type: Park

Lot Size: 40 x 30

Playtested

DOWNLOAD -> Gallery: PowLuna58 | Alt. (Patreon)

All the packs used:

For Rent

Growing Together

Highschool Years

Snowy Escape

Eco Lifestyle

Discover University

Get Famous

Seasons

Cats & Dogs

Get Together

Get to Work

Dream Home Decorator

Parenthood

Outdoor Retreat

Kids Rooms Stuff

Toddler Stuff

Party Essentials Kit

[dragon-wolfie]

I've been completely cursed by the idea of a fnaf au and it's chewing at my brain from the inside Me and my BF came up w this by accident after finishing playing wandersong last week, so you get this curse leveled at you as well

Au details and more doodles under the cut, there's a lot of text.

Yes the protagonist is Gregory again, yes it's kinda security breach plot for this one, no i never saw the ending of security breach, and don't remember the plot very well. I apologise if i get it all completely wrong, i'm just having fun.

Also when has me not knowing the plot of something stopped me from making an au, lol.

So, we eneded up with Kind of 7ish areas in this complex, the main of them being presided over by the Overseers, they act kind of like the Ai overlooking the way the area runs.

There are a bunch of smaller free-ish roaming animatronics that sometimes stick around certain areas, sometimes they don't, depending on their role and attitude.

So we have:

Kiwi - Cockatoo, they're a singer in the band (the fellas from Delphi). They were meant to be in Order's area, Chismest, initially but, but then they didn't fit and as such their primary location is Delphi, Wind's area, with the rest ofthe band.

Miriam - Grey cat, she's a magician. Was probably meant to be a singer as well, but then her Ai didn't really work for that so they stuck her w the magic act. She and Kiwi are friends (obviously, lol).

Audrey - Badger. She's a 'hero' and her roaming ground is some rides (like that one foxy pirate ride in security breach, there's more than 1). She's probably the most popular singuar animatronic in the complex, cuz idk kids love heroes. She has a sword that lights up (has batteries and a cord to charge it) which isnt sharp but. You know, lightning sword and pointing it at robots goes so well, doesnt it :)

The rest of the Delphi band: Ash -Tiger, Manny - Weasel, Viola - Rabbit.

The overseers are mostly not free-roaming over the whole complex, but all that has a catch. Most of them have some sort of limited mobility thing going on that prevents them from leaving their designated area (as such they cannot chase you outside of their area if they're chasers). This has 1 exception.

Wind queen is not energy efficient, either because something in her batteries is broken or she was just built like that because her tech is older, as such she cannot be away from her charging stations for too long or she'll shut down. She presides over the broad 'entertaintment' section (Delphi), which incudes a show stage (for the band) and Miriam's magic show and maybe other kinds of acts. She's meant to be a chicken i guess.

Chaos queen is a giant Whale that's mostly hung up on wires and can only move like that, there is no roaming to speak of, she can only move a little. Her area is the waterpark, because idk indoor waterparks are a thing i guess.

Queen of Order has no legs and moves by a rail embedded into the floor, obvious limited mobility there. Her area (Chismest) is the crafts section (such as workshops and stuff) as well as the main maintenance area (which isn't accessible to te customers obviously). She's human shaped.

Sun king & Moon queen share an area. They're both permanently in go-karts and cannot get out of them (i cant draw car-shaped anything to save my life, forgive me). Their area is an outdoors area off-of the complex building, they have raceways and maybe a playground and like a party area i think. They have a rivalry in their programmed lore. They bicker at most opportunities. Meant to be a Salamander and a Moth.

King of Hearts is hard-coded to not leave his area, it's one of the few things about his code that's Completely stable. His area (Mt Ichor) is the rides, he and Audrey are the two 'protagonists' of that area, although the kids love Audrey a lot more. He's a white wolf.

And finally, Dream king. He's lazy so he doesn't walk around basically ever, but he can just do that. He can free roam if he wanted to (and does leave in plot just like in cannon) he just usually doesnt get off his throne. His area (Langtree) is the daycare, cuz dreams and sleep. He's a cat, obvi.

The fairies are helper AI! Helpy-like. They're just software, appear on help termnals and the fazwatch equivalent maybe.

Mask is a human tech, they're chill. They teach ppl (and animatronics if they wanna listen) to dance in free time.

Maybe ditto for Eyala, idk abt her yet.

(ignore the 'idk who this is' note, it was an early sketch before i decided it was Gregory)

Some things go to shit. The plot still has Gregory hinding from a security guard and wanting to leave the complex but unable to do so through the front door. As such he has to go through all areas in one way or another.

Kiwi is much like rockstar freddy here, except they never have the % chance to kill you, they're just a sweetie. Miriam is an enemy you have to run from for a little while, but Kiwi convinces her to help instead. So you get 2 ally animatronics in this one, be it one of them is begrudging.

Audrey. Goes off the deep end at some point. Her role is partially to report if other animatronics are bugged out, broken or acting like they shouldn't, but eventually she decides that deactivating them herself is the better idea, but the way the deactivates the ones she judges as defective is hitting them over and over with an electrified sword till they stop moving. She's also actively hunting for Gregory to give him over to security.

Kiwi and Miriam both get hurt by Audrey, as in canon. idk what exactly the plot is beyond all this yet.

Jesus fucking christ this is a lot of text.

Ask me abt this au if you want. I'll draw for it more unless i burn out immediately.

[baddiewiththebook]

Over the Years | e.m x reader | p. 3

-> The origin story of Eddie Munson, and how he fell in love with the worst person he possibly could - his best friend.

-> eddie munson x you (she/her)

-> friends to lovers, slow burn, angst

-> warnings - strong language, suggestive themes, smut [18+]

-> <-

July 1979

Sitting criss-cross on a bench might not seem practical to most, but you’re too enthralled by the pages of the book you read to care. Each page gives you a whiff of nostalgia you’ve never known. There’s something more to a story than just the words on paper. The pages themselves hold their own story. You could burry your nose in a book and inhale that rich woodsy scent forever.

As you’re closing in on a particularly rich chapter, you lift your head at the sound of a car door slamming shut. There’s a bit of a scuffle with the rusted handle, but Eddie’s there across the trailer park. He’s got a brand new van that he’s rounding the front with his uncle Wayne. A proud slap on the back from his uncle, Eddie lifts the hood up.

Your smile begins to drop when a certain frizzy headed brunette leaps from the back of the van. Recently, Eddie has found himself a new buddy named Gareth. They met at the arcade when Eddie was in charge of entertaining you for the day.

Gareth is a big theatrical for your taste. Or, maybe you’re a bit jealous that Eddie has someone he can relate too.

You are becoming too much of a woman. That’s according to your mother, who last week had to teach you how to use pads for the first time.

Dropping your gaze back to the pages of your book, you feel the heat creep onto the back of your neck as the warm sun tans your skin. It’s a blazing hot summer that’s perfect for enjoying a day on your porch, while your neighbor leans over the engine of his new car.

Oh, God.

You’re never going to get through this book, while your friend is wrestling with the metal inside that junker. Clang! Clang! Clang! You're thrown from the rhythm inside your book, and now you've gone pages without knowing the plot at all.

You huff.

With your screen door open, your can hear your mom humming a happy tune in the kitchen. She’s baking chocolate muffins for Wayne, which has become her favorite pastime between shifts. He adores being her guinea pig for her new recipes.

Well, there’s less gray across the Munson yard these days. Your mom helped Wayne plant some pink peonies in the months before, so that they blossom in the summer. It doesn't seem to be that Wayne has quite the green thumb as your mother. They've gone limp and forgotten. But, the pink still shines and it brightens up the neighborhood a bit.

Since your mother and Wayne are both single and each of them are raising a child by themselves, eventually they learned to lean on each other for as much support as they need while you and Eddie grow up.

You hated that conversation with your mother.

The day was cloudy, so your mother trapped you indoors. She set down a steaming cup of tea in front of her at the dining table, then beckoned you to come close to her. You were ten. Visually, you can still see the the cat clock on the wall. It's eyes bob back and forth, while the tail swings away. Time ticks forward. Your mom fumbled with the tea bag a lot, and she could hardly hold her gaze in your direction when she began to tell you about your chest getting bigger. You'd begin to wear bras soon after that. She resisted telling you about sex, but you snuck glances at the shows Eddie would watch and that told you enough.

Anyway, the point your mother was making was that you grow up, you fall in love and you make children just to start the cycle all over again.

Again, you hated that talk.

That isn't like you at all.

Boy aren't likeable like that. The boys at your school like to eat mud, or chase the girls around with worms. They will pull at the girls' hair bows. They have to be warned not to throw rocks on the playground. And man, do their armpits stink. Do they even wash themselves?

That's when Eddie yells, then laughs heartily. It distracts you to see him and Gareth tackling each other in the dusty dirt in the trailer park. An oil-like sweat slicks across Eddie's arms where his torn off sleeves should be.

Boys also will play too rough. They never know when to quit.

The boys you read about in books are the men you wait for. Heroic men in shining coats of steal armor. They travel to far-away distant lands and they fight beasts to save their one true love. Their love is the stuff of legend. A true love that even the Gods are jealous of.

You finally slam the book closed because your neighbor's roughhousing becomes too much for you to focus on what you're reading. They’ve kicked up enough dirt to cause a tornado in the center of the trailer park for your liking, and you’re ready to go inside.

Eddie does notice you stand from your spot on the porch. You’ve spent a bit of time away from each other in the past few days, but that’s neither your fault nor his. It’s just that your mother keeps giving him these weird stares like he’s an alien from another planet.

Should he tell your mom that he has no plans to grope you? You're his closest childhood friend. He'd never think to put you in any harms way.

It all became quite clear to him when Wayne sat him down over dinner a few weeks ago. Now, he already had sat through the talk with Wayne about growing hair in different places when he was around ten. Since he'll be heading into high school after this summer, Wayne had a different story to tell him. It's all terribly embarrassing to have to listen to his uncle tell him about the birds and the bees.

Eddie cut the conversation short when he told Wayne he snuck into the adult section at the bookstore. They had some raunchy magazines that Eddie snuck out under his jacket, but he left that detail out of the equation.

Either way, the talk ended there.

Eddie had no plans of doing anything like that to you.

Should he send you mom a card?

Before you can retreat into your house, Eddie jogs over to your porch. He kicks one of his feet up on the bottom step, which surprises you enough to turn around.

“Did you see?” Eddie points. “My uncle got me a van. It needs a lot of work, but when I’m fifteen I’ll be driving that baby.”

A few hours ago, Eddie was sat in a junkyard with his uncle Eddie. It's about time he started learning to drive himself places. But, before he could do that, he'll learn how to maintain his new ride. Wayne told Eddie that he's going to start where he started.

Eddie knows a bit about cars because of his father. He was taught how to jump start them, and to drive away fast before the cops come. But, he's sure that's not the way Wayne wants to encourage him.

It makes Wayne sweat knowing that one of the few things Eddie recalls about his father is his criminal history. Eddie can read it all over the old man's face when he jokes about it. But, Eddie's not going to turn out like his old man.

He's just not.

You turn around just in time to catch the driver's side door of Eddie's new project fall to the dirt with a bang.

“Sweet,” you hold your tongue to keep from laughing. “Hi, Gareth.”

Gareth is nice enough to acknowledge you by giving you a slight head tilt, then a raised eyebrow. Clearly, you two still haven't found a common ground to land on. This becomes difficult for Eddie, who would like to spend time with you equally, rather than like a couple of divorced parents.

“Oh!” Eddie exclaims with the snap of his fingers. Reaching around his back, he juts his tongue out between his lips. Tugging at his back pocket, he eventually unveils his big surprise.

“Eddie!” You wrap him into a bear hug. “How did you get this?! They’re not supposed to be sold for another month!”

Eddie's handing over the newest addition to the book series you've grown so fond of. You've spent a lot of time studying the pages, and the way the author can craft such an immersive experience with just words and paper.

Eddie shies away from telling you the hoops he jumped through just to see this elated grin smothered across your face. The owner can be a bit of a piss head, but you didn’t need to know that. He was hiding them behind the counter, so he could rack up the price for having such a “rare” find.

“I stopped off at the bookstore again, and they had a copy behind the counter,” he shrugs.

Each of the pages have the natural yellowing you could melt into. They’re crispy, and the smell. Oh, the smell! You’re in heaven.

“Thank you,” you drop back onto your heels.

Eddie has had a growth spurt recently that’s left him as tall as a giraffe. You’re around the height of a mouse compared to him now that he’s caught up on growing.

“Oh!” You step back. “Have you thought about a name for your band, yet?”

Eddie picked up a guitar over the summer. Without a single lesson, Eddie is a natural guitarist in your opinion. Those chords he can put together are the most complicated and yet the sound is the smoothest you've ever heard. Eddie has even learned some of your favorite songs, despite telling you that pop music is for the weak minded. Recently, he's gotten into the harder rock music or a metal band or two. You're not allowed to listen to them inside your house, but you've snuck a few of Eddie's records to play when your mom is away.

Also, Eddie is a great singer. You've told him he sounds like a true 'rock and roller.' All he has to do now is start his band, and become world famous. You'll be there at every show to cheer him on.

“You have a band?” Gareth interjects to stare at Eddie completely taken aback. “Dude, I’ve got a setup in my garage. We just need to dust off the drum set, tune a few guitars and maybe find a few extra musicians."

“Who said you’re in this band, pipsqueak?” Eddie jabs at his friend.

Gareth snorts. “Who else would start a metal band with you? This whole town is drenched in tradition.”

“You're going with metal music?” Your eye filled with wonderment.

This makes Gareth’s blood begin to boil. As far as he’s concerned, your nose should stay in your books. Flouncy little skirts and pinched cheeks have no place listening to metal music. You should stick to what you're good at, which could be - knitting - or something.

Gareth elbows Eddie, and tilts in the direction of the van. It still needs a lot of work, and the job wouldn't get done while you stand here needing the definition of what metal music is. Besides, Wayne's trying to get the door back on the hinges himself. He'll break his back if he's not careful.

“I’ll see you later,” Eddie tells you. “I should get back to the van. But, when we do come up with a name I’ll let you know.”

We.

You can only assume that Gareth is officially in the band.

“Bye, boys!” You clutch your newest possession close to your chest.

As they’re heading across the property, Gareth begins his daily grievances about you to Eddie's open ear. Eddie can't come up with the faintest clue about why Gareth's so bent out of shape about his friend.

“Why do you hang out with that little girl, anyway?” Gareth asks rather loudly.

“She’s a year older than you,” Eddie corrects him. “I’ve known her my whole life. What’s the big deal?”

“Does she even know anything about metal music?”

“She’ll learn,” Eddie disagrees with Gareth’s distaste for you. Maybe he's a bit too optimistic about you and Gareth eventually finding peace. But, that doe leave room for Eddie to toy with his friend.

“She’s a girl,” Gareth points out, “she’ll just distract us.”

“Distract us,” Eddie pokes him, “or distract you?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” He scrunches his nose.

“I don’t know man,” Eddie reaches for the tool box that’s set out in front of the van. “Anything you want to tell me?”

“Yeah,” Gareth threatens, “your head is looking vulnerable under that hood right about now.”

Eddie snickers, “yeah, yeah. Hand me that.”

Your mom dances back and forth in the kitchen feeling the pressure of trying to impress her friendly neighbor. Apron coated in dusty flour. Finger prints drag a layer of dusty powder across the waistline. She accidentally smears the melted chocolate across her forehead, which invites you into action.

Sweet vanilla soaks the walls of your house. Every spot in your house smells heavenly. You set your book on the counter, before grabbing a wet rag.

“Mom,” you hold the towel.

She lowers her head down to your level, “again?"

You try your best not to smudge your mom's makeup. She puts so much effort into every brush stroke that you can't help, but feel guilty leaving a patch of her skin exposed in the sunlight. At least the chocolate is gone.

“Did you have fun with your friends out there?” She swings back around to her mixing pot.

“Eddie got a car,” you point out the front window.

Your mother is less than impressed as you were when Eddie showed off to you just moments ago. In fact, her wild eyes are angry. She holds her fists to her sides when she finally snaps at you;

“Don’t you dare get in that car with him,” she scolds as though you’ve done the unspeakable. “You’ll be barefoot and pregnant faster than you could ever imagine.”

“Mom,” you step back from her. “Eddie’s not like that.”

“All boys are like that,” she ends the conversation there. “Go play.”

Tossing the tea towel aside onto a clean part of the kitchen counter, you don't even bother showing her the book that Eddie gave you. It was a sweet gesture on his part, and you don't need your mother shunning you from the pages of a good book.

Spinning on your heel, you make a beeline for your bedroom before the hot sting of your tears could shed onto the kitchen floor. Your mother has never sounded so fierce before. She's never spat Eddie's name with such venom.

It felt like a slap to the face.

-> <-

[ August 1982 ]

tags -> @leelei1980 @sheneedsrocknroll92 @jesuisbuginette @starrywhitenight

[dark-lord-of-awesomeness]

What if the solution to Dark Kitten’s Ford’s problem to Stan’s boredom problem is just simply kidnapping Tate and Shifty, then Stan can have some playmates!

Or maybe Dark Ford can cast an illusion on himself to make him “look the same age” as Stanley and pretend to be his younger self. But since it’s an illusion he can change back at will.

Also is Dark Ford raising baby kitten boy Stan?

Since he refuses to turn Stan older, then he is going to have to raise Stan probably.

Also did baby Stan keep all the injuries that adult Stan had? Like half of his teeth missing, his hearing in one of his ears not working and his missing kidney?

Or by turning to a cat he got fresh replacements for all of those things?

Also if Kitten Stanley did some how managed to escape (to go on an adventure to search for Ford and to rebuild the Stan of war) I’m guessing Ford would go ballistic if his baby boy was gone.

Also also since Baby Stan is a kid….and the McGuckets adopted Shifty… theoretically in the darker timeline would Emma want to adopt Stan as well? Or Carla, or the Corduroys?

OOOH or what if Baby Stan slowly sends Dark Ford on a redemption arc some how

Sorry just a lot of thoughts on this au

:P

It wouldn't be kidnapping, because Ford already looks after them! As well as his friends! His friends are a little upset at the moment, but they'll love having the kids play with Stan! Under Fords supervision!

Stan would see right through old sixers illusion. He might look the same, but Fords an old man (middle aged) he doesn't remember how to act like a kid. Stan would get angry and sulk at the attempted trickery.

He is raising baby Stan. Giving him the love and education Stan never got when they were kids :) Stan would rather not. He's been kidnapped and is a kitten all the time, and now he has to go to school? Terrible. Also school is just old sixer giving him lessons one on one. Twice as terrible.

Thankfully he did not keep his older injuries. He's a fresh baby boy. Less from the cat thing, and more from the boy thing.

Ford would go mental if Stan got out. He's just a kid, and it's still the apocalypse out there, even if Bills gone. And his kitten form is tiny! Ford is ordering sweeps of every single nook and cranny from here to the ocean. Stan lasts maybe a day before getting snatched back and crushed by old man sixers worried hug. Stan is not impressed.

The other adults would love to pry Stan from Fords death grip. Best they can do is be in the same room and try to actually parent Stan with Ford hovering there.

Dark Ford goes through less of a redemption, and more of not caring about his new dominion over reality in favor of taking care of Stan. Doesn't even notice when people start doing things around him to rebuild society and clean up the mess from Bill. Thankfully now his friends can actually talk him into letting Stan do things, via using Stan as a manipulation factor.

Emma-May: you need to let him run around by himself

Ford: no, he's small. What if something gets him :(

Emma-May: if you don't, he'll grow up to hate you. Figure out a way for him to do it safely if you're so worried.

Ford: D: (proceeds to build an indoor playground for Stan and the kids. Puts in cameras and watches them like a hawk)

[fmajorenthusiast]

What would the Rocky Horror characters' ideal first date be?

OOOOOOOH I LOVE THIS IDEAAAA!!!!

Frank: Frank wants to meet someone at a giant Orgy, get wasted, baked, and then hook up somewhere interesting, then hook up somewhere else interesting so on and so forth until it's time to go home... with his date and hook up of course!

Brad: Brad wants to go to a movie with somebody!!! Preferably a comedy. He feels that those are the easiest to work with with a new person!

Janet: Janet wants to meet at a coffee shop! She'll sit in a Starbucks and talk for hours upon hours!!!

(Imo, Brad and Janet's actual first date was walking around Denton High School after hours, though!)

Riff Raff: Riff Raff wants to have a nice, quiet dinner with someone in a low-key place that serves nice food. He'll talk for hours with them and see if he can get a laugh out of them. He loves to make people smile when he doesn't feel like a freak around them

(Side note: here really does feel like a good place to post the "Riff Raff's online dating" description that I wrote months upon months ago and never posted)

"I am Riff Raff. I am interested in science and some would call me a genius. You may never know where I come from. I will not wait for marriage. You will never mean more to me than my sister. I'm very lonely and longing for love."

Magenta: Magenta wants to go out dancing and meet somebody at a party. It becomes a date the minute they meet each other and they dance all night!

Columbia: Columbia wants to sing, dance, and go wild! She's a groupie, so that's usually how her first dates always start! At a concert!

Eddie: Eddie wants to flirt with someone whilst leaning up against a wall, say something flirty, and then do whatever is most convenient from there! To him, looking cool is the priority, the rest is just fun and different

(He met Columbia at one of his concerts, and even though he could tell she was a groupie and it might just be the music that lured her in, he took immediate interest in her, after seeing her vibrancy, and the two were inseparable ever since!!!)

Doctor Scott: Doctor Scott wants to meet someone in a calm, public place, and sip hot chocolate with them. He'd love to meet someone at a Cat Cafe the most- those are amazing

Rocky: What our sweet Rocky wants is a play date at an indoor playground. He loves crawling around, climbing, and feeling so close to the ceiling! He feels so playful and he wants to play with someone like that

The Criminologist: The Criminologist wants to talk in deep depth about his interest in police cases and aliens. He wants someone who's just as nerdy as him. His ideal first date is a joint connection that starts off by such similarity in interests that it overtakes the whole date

[hopethishelpsdotcom]

[would-this-pokemon-be-a-friend]

Would Pansage or Simisage be a good pet?

[As per usual, I flipped a coin! Pansage it is!]

Pansages would make great pets!

They’re around the same size as real-world monkeys, which means that they’re not going to be too much of a problem for any home. It’s important to point out, however, that pansages cannot be said to be “pretty much just a monkey”: in the real-world, there are many contexts in which apes are not the best pets. Unlike real-world apes, however, pansages are significantly less dangerous to have in the home. Real-world monkeys can be quite dangerous due to their formidable nails and sharp teeth, whereas pansages seem to have neither. Monkeys living as pets tend to develop mental issues as well, since they require socialization with other monkeys and often become antisocial towards humans who try to domesticate them. While pansages may indeed benefit from spending time with other pansages, there is no indication in the pokédex that implies that living with humans would be detrimental to their mental health.

Pansages are exceptionally friendly and generous. The leaves that grow on their heads are actually edible, and pansages have been observed as having no problem sharing them with other species, especially those who look weary (White). The leaves on their heads have a peculiar medicinal effect, relieving stress and boosting the energy of anyone who eats them (Black, White). Pansages aren’t greedy with their food either: these berry eating pokémon share their gathered food with friends all the time (Black2/White2). Don’t be surprised if your Pansage tries to share the berries you feed them with you, or any other goodies they’re able to get their hands on.

As for your home, you’re going to want to be aware that pansages are active climbers. In the wild, this pokémon makes its home in the forest (Black), so their bodies are well equipped for an arboreal lifestyle. It would be a good idea to keep this in mind when finding places to store food where they can’t easy access it, and it wouldn’t be a bad idea to provide them with safe climbing spaces to play on, like indoor cat trees or a children’s playground. If you let your Pansage play in an actual tree, just make sure they aren’t able to escape and get lost on accident!

As far as their moves go, there isn’t too much to worry about. Pansages don’t have any move with a power stat higher than 80, which, given their size, means they can’t hurt you too terribly bad. Unlike a lot of grass-type pokémon, pansages don’t produce harmful spores, which is a definite plus. Considering their gentle, friendly, demeanor, you won’t need to worry too much about your Pansage attacking anyone, but even if they do it would be unlikely to result in anything lethal.

Overall, unlike many real-world apes, pansages would make great pets! If you are someone who struggles with low energy or high stress, a pansage may be a particularly good choice for you. In fact, I’d wager that pansages would make great support pets for people with mood disorders and other disabilities like myself. I don’t mean to over-editorialize, but I’d love a pansage for this very reason!

[lil-mushr00m]

You are my sunshine

Tw: Implied Abuse

Enjoy my Ocs!

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The toys store gleamed with bright colors, sections ranging from hot pinks to muted grey's and blues and all the way to the infantile primary colors. Each section burned with a sweet, childish glow that drew in the four members of the band. Raymond, their manager and caregiver, had decided after a long few weeks of back and forth shows and relatively well behaved little ones, they were due for a treat, and what better than to scavenge a large toy store for a few toys each? He purposely drove them a few towns over to avoid the swarm of paparazzi terrorizing them. This way, they could enjoy their treat in peace.

Jax and Ari were up first, as they were the most likely to grow impateint and fussy waiting around to pick. Ari made a beeline for the rows painted in pink and purple. He decided on a few nail polish sets and dress up items. He already had about every Sofia the first toy sold, so instead, he opted for the ever after high series. Raymond chose to be lenient with the amount this go around. They deserved it. Besides, they had money to spare, and while he tried to limit their day to day, in the end, it wasn't his money to regulate. That being said, when they're regressed he does take charge, if he didn't, they'd have a princess bouncy castle permanently sat in their backyard along with an indoor playground that's usually found at a Chuck'e cheese or McDonald's playplace.

While Ari eagerly tossed his findings in the basket, Jax made his way towards the cars, batman figures, grabbing as many toys Raymond would allow, and even getting a few outside items. He decided on bright blue and orange water guns for their pool and a few jump ropes. He enjoyed running around outside, and Raymond encouraged it, considering how it's a good release for all that damn energy he seemed to never run out of.

Once the two were satisfied and Raymond had stopped their little hunt, Ezra was quickly making his way towards the older kid section. He leaned towards video games and accessories for his switches, along with funko pops and other figurines. He didn't take nearly as long to decide, and while his selection didn't seem like much, his choices were a bit more expensive. Once satisfied, he pushed his hands in his pockets, and finally, they were at the infant section tucked away into a cute corner.

With warm cheeks, Skye shuffled towards the shelves, quickly comforted by the soft colors and playful items. He opted for a toy phone, sesame street themed toys, a singing cat keyboard, and a few more soft blocks to play with and stack. His last venture was towards the bluey section, it being his latest obsession (right next to blues clues, of course. There's something about the little blue dogs that he adores). He didn't grab many, opting for a few plushies and toy sets. He didn't need a lot of toys. He often just napped and babbled anyway.

The last section was the most popular among the four, the stuffed toy section. It's a whole row of plush toys ranging with different sizes and colors, some sang, some danced, but most were averaged stuffed animals, stuffed with cotton and waiting to be whisked away to their new home.

All four surveyed it, Ezra less interested than the other three. He usually ended up destroying his stuffed animals in his petspace anyway, but he grabbed a few cheap ones for that reason anyway. Jax ended up getting a tiger because it's super cool, and he liked Tigers! He wasn't big on stuffed animals. He liked toys more, but a stuffed animal was nice to snuggle with at night.

Ari was, of course, estatic, grabbing quite a few soft toys that were cute and colorful. Skye liked stuffed animals quite a lot as well. He made sure to touch each one that caught his eye to make sure they were soft enough for his taste.

His eyes fell on a bear. It wasn't anything special in theory, it has a little sun hat, the strings falling down the side of its head and tied into a little bow under the chin. It's an average tan color, but its hands are holding a sunflower, and under the bottom paw says, "Play me!" In black, bubble letters. Curiously, Skye does.

"You are my sunshine. My only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey. You'll never know, dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away."

Soft hands cradled him, running through his hair occasionally, a gentle hum drifting through the air while her honey scent filled him with warmth. He pressed his face further into her shoulder, clinging to her. His feet bent against the cold tiling uncomfortably, but he couldn't move. Her grip left him weightless.

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey. You'll never know, dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away."

Blood trickled down his knee, her hands pressing a rag to the wound, pulling a soft whimper from his throat. Her humming gently overpowered the noise, and he was merely a background melody as she cleaned and disinfected the wound. His brittle body trembled as a warmth and chill twisted and fought beneath his skin.

"....ye?"

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey. You'll never know, dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away."

Yelling, sharp, and menacing. Booming voices shook the walls, and Skye pressed his hands to his ears to muffle the sound. He hummed the tune over and over to himself, wanting the very voice screeching to worm its way back into his space and cradle him again.

"...kye-"

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey. You'll never know, dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away."

All the soft, honey words had hardened, brittle and sharp edges ripping at his skin. Hands no longer cradled him. Instead, they dug into the very arms she used to hold. He hummed the tune anyway. He could cradle himself just as she had cradled him before.

"You are my sunshine-"

"...kye- Skye!"

Skye startles at the loud tone, his hand snatching away from the stuffed bear as if it had scorched him. He twisted his neck around so sharply he swore he heard it snap and stumbled away from the hand on his shoulder (her hand- his hand- his death grip-) and breathed heavily, staring back at the four pairs of eyes, all filled with concern and worry and Skye-

Skye's in a toy store.

Skye takes a sharp breath in, standing there for a minute. No one spoke. The silence twisted around his throat, and the pin dropping was defeaning. Skye pressed a hand to his cheek, rubbing away tears that had begun to dribble down and sniffled.

"Sorry." He whispers. "For ruining our trip."

"Don't apologize." Grunts out Ezra nearly immediately, frowning at him. "You didn't ruin shit." He kept his voice level, almost soft.

"It's alright, little one." Raymond's voice floated through his ear canal, cradling him. He missed being cradled. He missed her-

He swallowed so hard it hurt and shook away the memory. He stepped forward, leaning into Raymond, who wrapped an arm around his shoulders and welcomed him without hesitation. "It's alright, you're safe." He murmurs, running his large hand the his large hand through his bleached white hair. For once, Skye almost believed it to be true.

[snoopymydear]

Little Katniss game

So I came across this fun little agere game that I think y'all would enjoy. These little headcannons will be for Katniss obviously (Peeta may occasionally sneak in though 😉) So how the game works is you find the emoji that goes with the question you want answered and you put the emoji in my ask box. Ex: I want to know what little Katniss’s favorite color is and also her favorite movie. *goes into snoopymydear's askbox and types in 🌸🎒 and possibly a nice message* I really hope you guys partake in this, I think it will be really fun ^^ (List below)

Credit: pickledratinajar

1🐝 What Age(s) Do You Regress To ~

2🍯 Do You Pet Regress As Well / What Animal ~

3🥮 How Long Have You Been Regressing ~

4🐌 Is Your Regression Voluntary, Involuntary, Or A Mixture ~

5🐻 What’s Your Personality Like When Regressed ~

6🐴 How Often Do You Regress ~

7☕ What Helps You Get Into Headspace ~

8📜 Are You A Baby, Toddler, Or Big Kid Regressor ~

9🦇 Do Your Likes Change When Regressed ~

10⏳ Do You Have A Baby Voice In Headspace ~

11🍪 What Makes You Instantly Small ~

12🧋Why Do You Regress ~

13🌙 Pink Or Blue ~

14⭐ Dragons, Unicorns Or Fairies ~

15☁️ Dinos, Princesses, Space Or Safari Theme ~

16💫 Neon, Pastel, Neutral Or Dark Pallets ~

17🐮 Favorite Regression Clothes ~

18🌸 Favorite Color ~

19🐭 Do You Collect Stickers ~

20🧁 Coloring Book Or Paint By Numbers ~

21🍧 Playdoh, Legos Or Slime ~

22🦄 Finger Paint Or Brushes ~

23🧼 Crayons, Colored Pencils Or Markers ~

24☀️ Do You Have A CG / Name For CG ~

25🌻 Do You Have A Baby Sitter ~

26✨ Do You Have Any Sibbies ~

27🧺 Do Your Parents Know About Your Regression ~

28🧋 Favorite Nicknames / Pet Names ~

29🍕 Ideal Playdate ~

30🐱 Sleep In Crib Or With CG ~

31🍼 Favorite Snack ~

32🧸 Favorite Juice ~

33🍪 Favorite Icecream Flavor ~

34🩹 Favorite Type Of Milk ~

35🐶 Sweet, Sour, Spicy, Bitter Or Savory ~

36🍰 Favorite Dessert ~

37🍦 Favorite Type Of Chocolate ~

38⏳ Mac & Cheese Or Nuggets ~

39🎒 Favorite Movie ~

40🍬 Favorite Cartoon ~

41🚀 Favorite Game ~

42🎀 Favorite Disney Princess ~

43⚾ If You Could Have Any 1 Superpower What Would It Be ~

44🍄 Anime Or Cartoons ~

45🍓 Favorite Carebear ~

46✏️ Shows Or Movies ~

47🐛 Do You Believe In Fairies ~

48🐸 Do You Have A Comfort Character ~

49🌱 Do You Like Rain At Night ~

50🦕 Are You Easily Scared ~

51🧃 Are You Also A Carer ~

52🌵 Are You Independent Or Dependent ~

53🍃 What Pulls You Out Of Headspace ~

54🍏 Are You Scared Of Bugs ~

55🦝 Favorite Toy Series ~

56🚛Do You Use Pacis ~

57🦴Do You Use Diaps ~

58🦈 Gear Wishlist ~

59🍵 Favorite Regression Item ~

60🐾 Sippy Cup Or Bottle ~

61🦊 Oldest Stuffie ~

62🎃 Do You Sleep With A Stuffie ~

63🔥 How Many Stuffies Do You Have ~

64🍂 Newest Favorite Stuffie ~

65🏵️ Build A Bear, Amusement Park, Or Disney Store ~

66🥧 Stuffed Animals Or Dolls ~

67👽 Do You Have A Bedtime ~

68🍭 Do You Keep An AgeRe Journal ~

69⚡️ Do You Have Rules ~

70🍥 Blankie Or Paci ~

71🌈 Night Light Or Glow-In-The-Dark Stars ~

72🌿 Bedtime Stories Or Lullabies ~

73🎩 Favorite Thing To Do Outside While Small ~

74🐵 Favorite Thing To Do Inside While Small ~

75🦋 Blanket Fort Or Bouncy House ~

76🐯 Stroller Or Walk ~

77🔮 Dress Up Or Tea Party ~

78🦜 Do You Like The Playground ~

79💖 Early Bird Or Night Owl ~

80📝 Indoors Or Outdoors ~

81💕 Warm Or Cold Weather ~

82🦢 Dogs Or Cats ~

83☎️ Do You Have Any Pets ~

84💌 Favorite Animal ~

85🍒 Favorite Holiday ~

86🐇 Favorite Season ~

87❤️ What’s Your Big Age ~

88🌼 What’s A Nostalgic Place For You ~

89🐳 Favorite babysitter ~

90🐙 Do You Collect Anything ~

91🐠 Bubble Baths Or Bath Toys ~

92🍑 Are Your Agere Interests More Fem Or Masc ~

93☔️ Do You Stim More While Regressed ~

94🎨 Favorite Place To Regress ~

95🧵 Favorite Disney movie ~

96🌈 Favorite Site/App For Regression Community ~

97💐 What Do You Wanna Be When You Grow Up ~

98📒 What’s The Most Nostalgic Electronic For You ~

99📀 A Toy You Always Wanted But Never Got As A Kid ~

100🪐 What Is Your Favorite Thing To Learn About In Headspace ~

[mosviqu]

things/aesthetic you associate with your moots please!

this was in my inbox for over a month i am so sorry anon... anyways. here goes nothing. not doing aesthetics bc thats a lot of effort but here is how i 'see' my friends ig :p

@satoruly - champagne, voice memos, the ocean, the beach, the metamorphosis by franz kafka, tokyo revengers, movie reviews, manga, shopping, indoor plants, sunsets, partying, singing, the bass, i dont do drugs by ariana grande and doja cat, anime, mini skirts, cherries, digital cameras, the color red, shinichiro sano, sand, headphones, random spanish thrown in convo, hearts, gojo satoru, croptops, manga, late night walks in a busy town, izana, gossiping with your best friend, ambition, the feeling of home, endless mutual understanding, passion, freedom, soulmates.

@csenke - monchichi dolls, sylvanian families, minecraft, streamers, the streets of budapest, instagram dumps, sunwoo, afternoon walks, playgrounds, random vlogs u record with your best friends, the colors yellow green and tan, enhypen, mona lisa by dominic fike, random german words, hanging posters in your room, late night conversations, pretty architecture, silly selfies, the excitement of unboxing your packages, changmin, spiderman, chimney cake, Á, lovejoy, candy, loverboy hats, platonic neighbors (yes that exists).

@from-izzy - woodz, bunnies, psychology textbooks, coffee shops, matcha, late night conversations, talking in all caps, excitement, running to catch the bus, making spotify playlists in the middle of the night, protectiveness, the color tan, bicycles, gratefulness, sharing your worries with someone, cloudy skies, the sound of birds chirping outside of your window in the morning, laying in the grass.

@heemingyu - meme reactions, milkshakes, playful banter, inside jokes, playful annoyance at your friends, learning how to drive in an empty parking lot, keyboard smashes, iced tea, sibling-like energy, comfortable hoodies, silent support, instagram reels in your dms as a form of love language, comfort tv shows in your bed.

@sungbeam - admiration, being proud of your friends, watching someone from afar, brainstorming with someone on the same wavelength, literature, baby blue by luke hemmings, dc comics, fic banners, star girl energy, the weird familiarity of a college dorm room, demon changmin, the summer break, doing ordinary things with your music playing lowly in the background, post-it notes on your wall, pancakes for breakfast.

@juyeonszn - cats, supportive comments under instagram posts, lying for fun, feeling yourself when you go clubbing with your best friends, lipgloss, tattoos, roadtrips, concerts, taking polaroids on a night out, flirting with your friends, screaming a song on the top of your lungs.

@zzoguri - valorant, childhood friends vibes, meeting someone and feeling like you've known them for ages, jacob bae, gaming, discord calls, italy, journalism, the friends you meet in university, found family, warm soup on sundays, laufey, day6.

@kimsohn - delusional conversations, talking shit with your honest friends, juyeon, typing really fast on your keyboard, understanding each others typos, editing, yunjin, being in love with women, confidence, yeehaw, iconic energy.