Here is the animation James made for a workshop he did for the Nemo Academy in Florence. We had a great time there with Genndy Tartakovsky and his lovely wife. Genndy did a great workshop on story. Everyone at the Nemoland event was so welcoming, what a wonderful experience.💕
(He is basically saying: ‘Check it out, movable cartilage! Bendable! Find two ears more beautiful than these and I’ll leave.’)
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She lives there now.
(Don't make the mistake of thinking she is stuck. She's exactly where she wanted to be. It's my fault for not letting her climb even higher and retreat into the mountain fully, which is her dream.)
Gaze upon my wild child. She has never met a hill she hasn't wanted to go up.
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"I can't leave ya alone for one minute, can I?" Daryl said, stopping the doorway and looking in at you.
"Who? Me?" you asked, playing dumb. "I don't know what you're talking about!" you laughed. You leaned down and ruffled Dog's thick fur. He was laying across the bottom of the bed, his head resting between his paws, his ears on alert.
"Ya know he ain't allowed on the bed. He's filthy and he stinks," Daryl drawled, coming into the room.
"Sometimes so do you," you teased him. "And I still let you in the bed."
Daryl shot you a look, but couldn't fully suppress his amusement, especially with the grin that was plastered on your face. It was impossible to be sour when you were grinning at him like that. "Dog, get down," he said, his tone demanding. Dog didn't move. "Dog! Off! C'mon!"
The Malinois raised his head, but only blinked at Daryl.
"Sonofa—Dog! I said get down!"
You giggled and leaned forward to pet his soft ears and scratch under his chin. "I don't know what you expected. You're the one who trained him to protect me. He's just doing his job and keeping guard," you cooed, fussing over the good boy.
"Yeah, well he can do his job from the floor," Daryl growled. "C'mon," he said, seizing Dog by the collar and giving him the encouragement he needed to finally get onto the floor with a gentle tug.
Dog whined, but circled a few times and laid down on the rug.
Daryl shook his head, but the corners of his eyes were crinkled in a smile. "He's damn near as stubborn as you," he said, shooting you a look.
You flopped back on your pillow and adjusted the blankets. "I think you're just jealous that you have to share my attention with him," you joked.
"Am I that transparent?" Daryl laughed, climbing into bed beside you. "Damn," he said softly, leaning over you and caging you beneath his body. "Ya figured it out..."
You stared up at him, wide-eyed, your whole body suddenly bursting with tingles. "Well, you've got me all to yourself now..."
Daryl brushed his fingers tenderly through your hair, giving you a heated look. "Damn right."
Prompt: "I can't leave you alone for one minute, can I?"
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Trying to downsize my plush collection! All prices are negotiable!
Here are some of the plushies I have for sale on my mercari.
If you would like to avoid Mercari, you could use PayPal or Venmo instead. Just send me a message! (USA BUYERS ONLY PLEASE!!!)
I have many more plushies I would like to send off to new homes, but my “for sale” box is overflowing right now.
I’d really like for these fellas to get adopted so I can list more plushies! I also have some large plushies that I need to find big enough boxes for….
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