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Does anybody here know how to hug a person through a book?lf so then please spill the magic..Thank you

[even-in-arcadia]

The Terror (2018)// Moby Dick, Chap 93: The Cast Away (1850)

The sea had jeeringly kept his finite body up, but drowned the infinite of his soul. Not drowned entirely, though. Rather carried down alive to wondrous depths, where strange shapes of the unwarped primal world glided to and fro before his passive eyes; and the miser-merman, Wisdom, revealed his hoarded heaps; and among the joyous, heartless, ever-juvenile eternities, Pip saw the multitudinous, God-omnipresent, coral insects, that out of the firmament of waters heaved the colossal orbs. He saw God's foot upon the treadle of the loom, and spoke it; and therefore his shipmates called him mad. So man's insanity is heaven's sense; and wandering from all mortal reason, man comes at last to that celestial thought, which, to reason, is absurd and frantic; and weal or woe, feels then uncompromised, indifferent as his God.

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Killjoys 4.02 (2018)

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[pokemonshelterstories]

Have you ever seen a baby pokémon hatch?

oh, plenty of times! i've fostered tons of newborn pokemon from the egg, and i've actually got some vulpix eggs incubating right now.

hatching takes several hours from the first pip (when the pokemon breaks through the shell) to being fully hatched, and it's neat to watch the process! the babies are always so wobbly and tired afterward and it's soooo cute. i think some of my favorite babies to watch are cyclizar babies. they're precocial, and as soon as they've had a little nap they zoom around and honk like little tiny versions of their grown-up selves.

on the other hand, the worst hatchings we get at the shelter are always the pichu...they zap you so much when you pick them up to wipe them off.

[thelampisaflashlight]

A light hearted ghoul thought for this evening: Dew has two pet birds, little budgies he got after someone posted about wanting to get rid of them because they were too much work.

He really wasn't looking for a new pet, let alone two, but he couldn't pass up the opportunity to give an animal in need a new home, even if just temporarily.

He'd fully intended on housing the birds/fostering them until someone with more experience could take them in, but he got attached to them, and, well, that was two years ago now.

Their names are Peep and Pip, and he only learned recently that they're both male.

He was originally told that Pip was female, but a trip to the vet confirmed that, no, they're both dudes, and not only that, they're a bonded pair.

Dew isn't sure if this means his birds are besties or boyfriends, but either way they're happy and healthy so he could care less.

Mountain thinks it's hilarious though, if only because he watched Dew look up, "How do I be supportive of my gay birds" one night while they were hanging out.

When Dew is away on tour/on trips, he has one of the siblings look after Peep and Pip and has a strict, "Do not swear in front of my boys" rule that they must abide by or perish.

[subrenaspade]

Twisted Wonderland x Reader :No Place For Children Heartslaybul Pt. 1

This story is just some cute fluff I thought that some of you all would enjoy. There might be some cursing, that's all I can think of at the moment. The reader does have a bit of a backstory, giving her a little bit of OC vibes, but besides some background elements the rest is up to you. I only write Female, if that bothers you I'm sorry, I'm used to writing female and I keep having to go back to take away she/her pronouns. 

I do plan to make a series but more along the lines of while in this dorm for one chapter then while in this dorm for this other chapter.

A little background about the MC in my story so you're not all too lost. The MC used to suffer from androphobia (A fear of men), that has to do with some past trauma That I might go into more detail about later on if I decide to continue this story. The MC is also a Orphan losing her father at four, then her mother at fourteen, so there will be mention of family. The MC spent all her time in foster care, due to her mother being an orphan herself and her fathers family disowning him. 

:(Prologue)

Heartslaybul: pt one (you are here)

Savanaclaw: Soon

Octavinelle: Soon

Scarabia: Soon

Pomefiore: Soon

Ignihyde: Soon

Diasomnia: Soon

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The second Riddle had caught sight of the troublesome duo, they had collars around their necks. They also got stuck on hedgehog duty, by themselves may I add. About an hour after arriving (Name) Woke up in the arms of Trey who, let's be honest, was using her as an excuse for some quiet time. (Name) pulled away from the green haired man with glasses with a start, confused about her surroundings. A hand was placed on her head, making her stop frantically looking around. 

“Don't worry, (Name). You are just at Heartslabyul, our dorm.” Trey explained, the girl slowly relaxed at his gentle words. “How was your rest? You where really tired.” Trey laughed a little. (Name) nodded her head as she rubbed some of the lingering sleepiness from her eyes. 

“Oh! (Nickname) is awake! Hey cutie!” A ginger with long hair and a red diamond under his green eyes almost squealed. The girl shrank a little in Trey's arms, making him send a scolding glare at Cater. “Sorry, I didn't mean to scare her.” Cater chuckled warily. Trey stroked her hair soothing the already nervous child. 

“Its okay, He is my friend, Cater. I guess I have yet to introduce myself too, Im Trey.” He explained, knowing that this information might give the girl some comfort. She eyed both men before giving them a hesitant nod. Her body relaxed as she looked at the two boys. 

“Hi Mister Cater and Mister Trey.” The girl said politely. Both boys looked at the young girl, feeling really old all of a sudden. 

“You… uh can just call me Trey..” Trey muttered, feeling tired. 

“Yeah, Just Cater…” Cater followed, sitting next to Trey to pull the girl into his lap. (Name) kinda sat there feeling like a baby getting passed around at a family reunion, once she remembered what happened in Crowley's office. 

~~~(Moving to your POV cause this 3rd person is throwing me off)~~~

I shifted around as Cater started to play with my hair. As strange as it was, these strangers didn't seem dangerous to me, they almost felt comfortable. I jolted as I heard someone coming into the living room we were in. I turned around to see the man from earlier with something around his neck. I smiled at the sight of him, leaping off of Caters lap and rushed over to him.

“Ace!” I cheered as I wrapped my arms around his legs, earning a yelp from him. He had frozen in my grasp as I looked up at him. A sly smirk played on his lips as he kneeled down in front of me, meeting me at eye level.

“Hey pip squeak. I see you're awake now.” Ace said as he patted my head. I grinned at him with a nod. “It's good to see that you calmed down now. I thought that I was going to have to get the tickle monster after you earlier.” He said as he started to poke at my side. I let out a small squeal, giggling at his playfulness. I reached out and booped his nose, making him freeze. A slow evil smile played on his lips as he raised both hands slowly, wiggling his fingers to indicate that he was going to tickle me for real. I yelped as I bolted away and around the couch with him following me. 

I let out playful cries for help, though it only made the boys chuckle or smile at us. After running around for a bit I finally started to feel my little legs tire out a little, so I ducked behind the leg of a navy blue haired boy who had entered with Ace when he came in. I held his leg breathing really hard, trying to catch my breath. Ace had stopped in front of us with his arms out ready to catch me. The boy looked down at me with a blush. I fisted his pants leg in my hands giving him my best pleading look. “Please help me, mister.” I begged he stiffened at my words looking shocked I was asking him for help. Ace froze at that too, giving me a shocked expression. 

We all sat in silence for a few, then the boy swooped me off my feet and into his arms. A look with fierce determination and a challenging smirk played across his lips. Then… He bolted. I squealed as he took off down the hallway and out the door into the front yard or was it a garden. I saw Ace rushing after us and giggled into The boy's shoulder. “Deuce! You traitor!” Ace called out. I felt the boy laugh at the call out of his betrayal. 

“It can't be helped! You saw her face!” The boy who I now know as Deuce called back. “She was too cute!” 

I gave Ace an ornery wave as I tightened my grip on Deuces shoulders. Ace gave a scowl at me but soon replaced it with a smirk. He tried to pick up the pace, though Deuce still seemed to run faster than him. I then saw Aces face drop into what I would assume was horror. Followed by Deuce letting out a gasp and slipping on his own two feet. I yelped as I felt his feet slide under him, letting him land on his butt. He made sure to keep a firm grip on me, even going as far as to place a hand on my head to prevent me from bumping my head. 

“What do you two think you're doing..” I heard someone seeth. I stiffened at the enraged tone, gripping Deuces jacket. Ace had caught up to us and stopped right next to us. 

“We were just playing-” Ace was cut off with a stern voice. 

“You two have yet to do the flamingo enclosure, and your out here playing?” I had finally looked up from Deuce's shoulder to see that it was the red haired boy from earlier. I shivered at the look of anger on his face. “First you cause an accident in your class, then you try to-” I looked down feeling guilty since I was the one who got them in trouble. I pushed off of Deuce, somehow getting out of his tight hold, making Riddle snap his lips shut. I stood in front of both of them, trying to act like a shield while looking down in shame.

“I-Im sorry mister. I was the one who had them play with me. I-If you need to punish me.” I claimed to feel my legs shake. I pulled all my courage to look up and met the red hairs glare. His eyes were wide as saucers and his mouth shut and closed like a fish out of water. Slowly his face turned red. He stood still as a statue and stared at me as if contemplating every life choice he made. Finally after defeating silence he sighed, seeming to relax. He moved his gaze back to Deuce and Ace.

“Go finish the rest of your chores.” He commanded, earning surprised looks from the two boys. He looked back down at me and held out his hand. “You will be coming with me, we need to talk for a bit.” He started, waiting patiently for me to take his hand. I nodded my head, taking his hand. I turned and waved at the two still shocked boys as we walked away. 

~~~~~( third POV)~~~~

The little girl hung her head in shame as she was led through the hallways. Riddle felt a cold sweat run down his neck. Riddle can honestly say he had no clue what to do with her. He didn't have a real childhood like many of his peers, and he knew that not every child would be able to follow the rules that he had abided by in his raising. This meant that he had to control his temper and learn to let some rules go, even though it went against everything he learned. 

He was normally very lenient with her since she was from another world with no knowledge of the rules here, but she had always made an effort into abiding all the ones she could remember and keeping in mind the ones he would explain to her if she broke a rule unknowingly. However a child wouldn’t be able to remember all of them, so with a talk with Trey, as long as there was really no harm he would let it go. 

Finally making it to his room, he opened the door and ushered the young child in. He had asked Trey to bring in some tea and snacks that sat on the small coffee table in front of his chairs. Riddle finally released the girl's hand walking over to pour the tea. 

“Go ahead and have a seat (Name).” Riddle ordered. The little girl who was sure she was in trouble, nodded her head and crawled onto the sofa waiting for her scolding to begin. She looked down at her hands in shame as she waited for him to start, only he never did. She stiffened a little when a tea cup on a saucer blocked her view of her hands. She looked up at Riddle who held out the drink to her. With steady hands she took them into her hands, making sure not to spill anything. She looked back up at him confused at the kind gesture. 

“I suppose I should introduce myself” Though you already know me Riddle fought the urge to say. “I am Riddle Rosehearts, the dorm leader of this dorm. For the next few days and nights you will be staying here and sleeping in my room. Some of the students have offered to let you tag along with them during classes. So you wont be alone.” He explained, taking a sip of his tea. His eyes drifted to the still confused girl. She bobbed her head up and down to show that she understood him. “Trey told me I should inform you that I can be a little…… strict when it comes to rules… But I will try too be lenient and let some things go since these rules will seem… odd to you.”  Riddle tried to explain in a slow but easy manner. 

“Rules? But aren't there rules for a reason?” She asked, tilting her head.

“EXACTLY!!” Riddle exclaimed, making the child jump in surprise. He stared at her awkwardly then moved back to cough into his hand. “It's more… tradition for this dorm. So there is no need to worry about it.” He explained. The girl nodded still startled. She finally tilted her head at him confused.

“So mister Riddle… You're not mad at me?” She asked. He looked at her confused at the question. 

“No, why would I be?” 

“Well, you were really mad when we were playing earlier…” She explained. It was Riddle's turn to jump a little. He placed his saucer down as he recalled that he never explained that situation, though he would have to jump over special information.

“There seems to be a misunderstanding. I was more upset with Deuce and Ace for dodging their punishment. You see they put someone I care about in a bind due to their negligence. I MEAN SOMEONE WHO IS IMPORTANT TO MANY PEOPLE IN A BIND!!” Riddle corrected the last part as he realized he admitted out loud he cared for the perfect, though she had no clue she was the person. 

“Oh…” She said, looking at him in understanding. 

“A-Anyways dinner will be ready before too long, go wash up!” Riddle stood feeling his nerves rattle around. She looked at him then down at the tea she had yet to touch. She chugged it down and slid off the sofa to place it on the coffee table. She let her eyes linger on the cookies on the try, hesitantly looking up at him.

“Be for that… c-can I have a cookie?” She asked. Riddle felt his mouth form a no, but stopped himself. It was like a wave of trauma washed over him. He stood there, living every moment his mother told him he was not allowed to have any sweets or anything that was considered not healthy. Every smoke on his hand, Every time he was forced to sit at his desk  to work on a problem or think over his actions that were wrong in his mothers eyes. His hands trembled and he bit into his lip to keep from having a wail leave his throat. 

A hand. 

A small hand grabbed his arm and held on tight. He blinked his wide eyes still holding the trauma that he was reliving. The small girl stared up at him, worried swimming in her expressful eyes. He gave him a gentle nudge, making his legs buckle under his weight. However she had him pushed against the chair he was once sitting on. She crawled up next to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. All those horrible memories faded away as the warmth of her arms brought comfort to his shocked heart. He sat there silently as he regained his composure. His breath that he had not noticed he was holding started to come out in slow and even breaths. 

Once his brain started to catch up he wondered what happened. He has told many people no before. It was a common word he used for the troublesome duo, why was it so different all of a sudden. He then looked at the girl who still held him in her small arms as if protecting him. Maybe it was because he was saying no to a child?  (Name) Finally pulled away from him, noticing he had calmed down. 

“Are you feeling better?” She asked in a small voice. She stroked his hair as if comforting a child. He then came to the understanding that this was not the first time comforting someone. She analyzed the situation and his person and acted how she thought fit. No child should be able to react like that. 

“H…have you done this before?” He asked. The girl gave him a small nod.

“When anyone mentions daddy to mommy… she gets the same look in her eyes you do. Hugging her and letting her sit helps….” She explained, still stroking his hair. He felt his body droop a little, this time wrapping his arms around her to get an extra grounding. The small child did not complain or say anything to make him pull away, she wrapped her arms around in return and leaned into him. 

“That's…. Not something I would have expected….” He muttered, trying to finish gathering his thoughts. He felt the child let out a tired sigh, but not say another word. He already knew she had suffered quite a few loses in her life, from her father, then her trust, than her mother. But he didn't know what happened to her after the passing of her father. Not once has she brought it up or pushed blame onto her mother. However as an adult she was never one to bring up much about herself without being asked. That seems to be similar to her as a child. Someone who had to learn to be sympathetic and selfless at a young age. Someone who gave up their childish mind at a young age to please others. Someone…. Who was starting to seem similar to him in many more aspects, yet different in their own situation. They both just held each other, enjoying the human contact the silent comfort they got from the other. 

‘Knock Knock” 

“Riddle, you guys ready to go get dinner?” Trey’s voice came from the other side of the door. The second a knock hit the door, Riddle stiffened, but when he heard Treys voice he relaxed, knowing that Trey would not enter without permission. He pulled back, coughing into his hand to get the nerves out of his voice.

“Yes, we are coming.” Riddle called out, cursing the quiver in his voice. The child pulled away letting him have his space. She reached over for the tea, pouring him a cup and handing it to him, hoping that it would make him feel better. Out of every rule in the book, from the way she poured it and failed to place three cubes of sugar in it, he could not turn down her kind offer. He took the cup and took a sip, earning a gentle smile from the young girl. He fought the horrible feeling of breaking the rules and downed the tea like a champ. Once finished he stood up, taking the (Name) into his arms and walking to the door to go have dinner. 

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Hide 'n' Sleep

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Ted placed two plates on the table. A normal-sized one for himself and a much, much smaller one, that belonged to the young borrower he shared his apartment with. It's been almost two months since he officially started to foster the seven-year-old. Becoming a legal caretaker had made a positive impact on his life. One of the many things that changed for the better was that he actually put in the effort to cook a decent meal at least once every day, now that he was responsible for the well-being of another person. He, by far, wasn't the best cook, but he was doing his best, and so far the kid had liked everything he had served him, so he counted that as a win. Though, that most likely didn't have much to do with his cooking skills. His old living circumstances, the fact that the boy used to live mostly from scraps and wasn't picky at all when it came to food, definitely played a major part in that matter as well. The man still liked to think that the kid genuinely liked his food.

Today he had made something simple, mashed potatoes and grilled chicken slices.

Ted opened the drawer and took out two sets of silverware and placed them next to their respective plates. He already dreaded having to clean the tiny fork and knife. He lost count of how many times he had to replace them, after accidentally dropping them down the drain. But well, that was a problem for after dinner.

He walked into the living room area, after calling out to the borrower to announce his presence, and went over to the sofa, where they had been watching TV together, before he had started to make dinner. But when he looked over the back of the sofa there was no borrower to be seen.

"Pip?" Ted called softly.

When the man didn't receive an answer, he carefully lifted up the cushions. Sometimes the kid liked to hide under them and fell asleep. But again the borrower wasn't there. Ted looked around, trying to spot the small boy. It wasn't really a surprise when he didn't. At his size the borrower could be hiding anywhere.

Luckily, his hiding spots were limited to the living room, since the kid hadn't told him that he wanted to leave the room. It was one of the few rules the borrower had to follow. If Pip wanted to enter or exit a room, he had to tell Ted, and vice versa. This way the borrower could move safely on his own, and the man didn't need to watch his steps all the time. Pip knew how important that rule was, especially for his own safety, he wouldn't break it without a good reason, so the chances for him still being in the same room were high.

Knowing Pip the kid was probably laughing at him from his hiding spot, like the little gremlin he was. He might as well just play along.

"Man, I knew that my cooking skills weren't the greatest, but I didn't think they were so bad that you needed to hide from them," Ted drawled with a smile on his face.

When he still didn't get a reply and couldn't hear the familiar sound of poorly muffled laughter, he was getting a little nervous. Usually the kid would have popped out of this hiding spot to "scare" him by now. His little schemes never lasted this long.

Ted stepped around the furniture, now very mindful of each step, and knelt down to look under the sofa and the coffee table, in case Pip fell asleep while waiting for him to finish cooking. When he wasn't there either the man began to check more possible hiding spots. The bookshelf, the dresser, behind the TV.

And every time.... nothing.

With each empty hiding place and unanswered call, the tension in his shoulders began to increase a bit more.

"C'mon bud, your food is getting cold. We can play later if you want."

Yet again, no answer.

He began to wonder. Did something happen? Did he say or do something wrong? Before he had started to cook Pip had been dozing on the back of the sofa, perfectly content. He was aware that sometimes borrowers that were in the room mate or the foster program choose to move back into the walls. Living with a human was the borrower's choice and theirs only, if they wanted to leave there really wasn't anything humans could do about it. But why would Pip want to leave? Ted had the impression that the boy liked living with him, even though he still sometimes wondered why. He wouldn't call himself great parent material and the wish to be one never really crossed his mind, until Pip came along and changed things.

Sure, they had a rocky start, but against all odds Pip had liked Ted from the very start and wanted to live him, even after being given the opportunity to move in with a family that was better suited for a kid his age. And yet the young borrower had wanted to hear none of it, and instead chose to stay with him, as if it was the most obvious choice in this world.

The possibility that he left just like that, without any hints, simply seemed too absurd.

Coming to this conclusion should have been at least somewhat reassuring, but all it did was bring up worse reasons for the borrower's sudden vanishing in his head. Images of Pip being hurt or unconscious and unable to call for help flashed across his mind.

Ted tried calling out again, fear causing his voice to raise, something he normally avoided given the borrowers' sensitive hearing.

"PIP?"

Ted held his breath and listened closely, trying to pick up even the tiniest sound in hope to somehow locate the borrower. At first he feared that only silence would answer him, but then he heard sleepy mumbling coming from somewhere behind him and just a moment later-

"Teddyyy why are y' shoutin'?" Pip grumbled, his voice slurred from sleep.

Ted turned his head to see where the voice was coming from, it sounded incredibly close, though he still couldn't spot the kid even after fully turning around.

He wasn't hearing voices, was he? He frantically looked around, still unable to spot the kid.

Ted almost feared that his mind was playing tricks on him, but then he felt light tugging on his hood and a moment later he could see the kid, rubbing his eyes with a fist, out of the corner of his eye. The man let out a sigh of relief and reached over his shoulder, wrapping the borrower in a loose fist.

"Oh Pip, there you are," Ted whispered as he pulled the boy close to his chest, relishing in the feeling of holding the kid safe in his hands again.

Meanwhile Pip happily snuggled closer to him and latched onto his shirt, always soaking up any kind of affection like a sponge. Yet, as he pressed his head against the man's chest, there was something keeping him from fully enjoying their cuddle session.

"Why is your heart beating so fast?" The boy asked with a frown.

God.... this kid.

If the man still had any hair to turn gray, this kid would be the reason for every single one.

"Why? I couldn't find you and you didn't answer me when I called, that's why."

Ted pulled the small boy away from his chest and held him on eye level. Pip wasn't too happy about their cuddle time being cut short, but didn't make much of a fuss and switched to hugging Ted's thumb instead. Ted met his eyes with a stern gaze, it made Pip avoid eye contact and his tail started to swish back and forth. It was a habit, Ted had noticed, something the borrower always did when he was embarrassed, nervous or anxious.

Good. The kid at least had the decency to feel guilty.

Ted didn't like being stern, but he needed Pip to know that couldn't do something like this again. Or else he would get a heart attack before reaching his 60's.

"I'm not mad, okay?", Ted patiently waited for Pip to meet his eyes again before continuing, "But I was worried about you. What were you doing in my hood anyway?"

"Well uhm... I was tired and... and your hood looked really comfy," Pip looked away again and his next words weren't more than a whisper, "and I wanted to be close to you."

And there went his lecture he had mentally prepared in his head already. Y'know? Like any good parent did.

Just like that. Gone. Poof.

He had always thought of himself as a tough guy, but this tiny kid never failed to make him utterly melt. The man had a hard time suppressing a coo, as he pulled the kid close again. This time he brought him to his face, so he could nuzzle the boy's chest with his nose, who in turn instinctively hugged it.

"How am I supposed to scold you for scaring me half to death, if you are being this adorable?" Ted said more to himself than anything else, Pip still mumbled a quiet 'sorry' back. Seriously, who gave that kid the right to be this precious?

"Just tell me the next time you decide to climb in my hood, 'kay?"

Pip, still being a bit dozy, just hummed. And that was good enough for Ted, who only truly cared about the kid being safe and sound.

A loud rumble coming from Pip's stomach reminded Ted of the reason why he had come to the living room. He had almost forgotten about dinner after all this fuss.

"Come on, let's see if I need to heat up our food again, sounds like someone is hungry," Ted laughed as he made his way to the kitchen, still cradling Pip in his hands.

And if Pip spent the next morning slouching in Ted's hood, while he was making breakfast, and many times after that, no one else needed to know.

[knightinink]

been thinking about amputee Pip this morning, how he coud’ve escaped Mecha-Streisand, but losing his legs in the process (or a good portion of them). He has no parents to come to him while he’s in the hospital, no friends to aid him through this traumatic time in his life, so what is he to do? Who’s gonna pay for his surgery & other medical expenses? Physical therapy & even the mere suggestion of prosthetics? The nurses are discussing this one day just a bit too loudly on the other side of Pip’s door, causing him to hear everything. He’s heartbroken at the fact that his fate will probably be back in the foster system, but now as a physically-unable child. He feels hopeless at this point.

…Until a new voice suddenly joins the ones previous, trying to keep calm but still letting the obvious panic & anxiousness creep into their tone. After getting confirmation of who is in the room, there are a few uneven knocks before the door just opens, not waiting for a response, & Pip is suddenly face-to-face with the blacksmith he never thought he’d see again. The man looks exhausted & disheveled, but relieved to see the boy sitting up & breathing & very much alive.

Pip doesn’t feel so alone now, & suddenly feels that everything is going to be okay.

He is going to be okay.

[pigeonwit]

would my darling girl stray newsiesuk have a place in the pet shelter au c:

pip i have thought about this so much actually. stray is probably the most dedicated volunteer they have besides davey, and is currently training to be a veterinarian, so she assists their shelter vet (i'll be doing more research on this though so). she's also a pet-fosterer and keeps up with all the animals she's fostered and placed in stable homes! she's very protective of the animals but, much like them, she's very good at telling when a person is trustworthy or not, hence why she warms up to jack so quickly. i still need to do some research so i know how to place her, but she's definitely an important character in the au :)

[i-love-southpark-milfs69]

I have a few more questions about pip's life:

- how do the people in the orphanage treat pip (both children and adults)

- do you think pip will ever be adopted (i would hehe)

- does pip get tutoring in subjects he doesn't know

- does pip actually have a cell phone if so which one? (every south park kid has one) if not how can you reach pip when Damien wants to see him?

- do you think pip is interested in fashion? Somehow he's the only one who doesn't walk around basic

- does pip actually cry because of the fact that he leads such a shitty life and if so how often and especially when or does anyone actually see that ?

- if pip cries, does anyone actually comfort him?

- is pip often sad

- how is it in winter or summer with his clothes, you only see him in one outfit and I wonder if he is not freezing or sweating

- does pip have a healthy figure?

- does pip have any physical impairments? If so which ones

- can pip actually swim or ride a bike?

- is pip a long or short sleeper?

- How does Damien pip show his love

1.how do the people in the orphanage treat pip (both children and adults)

Hmm I would say they don't treat him the best but they don't treat him like dirt since his clothes and his body always look clean

2. do you think pip will ever be adopted (i would hehe)

Yes I do believe that pip would have been adopted but I also like to headcannon that he was adopted a few times but was returned lmao

Like these two? Three? Idk

I like to think they were his Foster parents for awhile but returned him hehe

3.does pip get tutoring in subjects he doesn't know

Yea I think like all he would get tutoring for subjects he was failing in just like the other kids

4. Does pip actually have a cell phone if so which one? (every south park kid has one) if not how can you reach pip when Damien wants to see him?

When he was alive...no I don't think he would have had a phone

BUT when he died I would think he would have a phone but Satan would have had to buy it for him for the specific purpose of talking with Damien

5. Do you think pip is interested in fashion? Somehow he's the only one who doesn't walk around basic

Yes I think he would someone who's into fashion but...doesn't have a good fashion sense, I mean look at him

NOTHING MATCHES HERE, PURPLE SOCKS?!,RED JACKET?!,BROWN HAT AND A GIANT BROWN BOWTIE?! He good with dressing up fancy he just needs to learn how to match his clothes

6-8. does pip actually cry because of the fact that he leads such a shitty life and if so how often and especially when or does anyone actually see that?

If pip cries, does anyone actually comfort him?

Is pip often sad?

(I put these together because they're all basically the same question)

Yea I believe pip cries and is sad pretty often because of how shitty his life on earth was and in s1 e10 (Damien) pip says that he takes counseling lessons with Mr. Mackey whenever he's feeling lonely, which I would say is pretty often as he's seen sitting at lunch alone alot (except for damiens episode where he sat with Damien)

And lastly i don't anyone other than early seasons Butters, Scott malkinson (since he's apparently he's apart of butters group ig), Dougie, Damien and Mr. Mackey (big IF on that one) would comfort pip when he cries

9. How is it in winter or summer with his clothes, you only see him in one outfit and I wonder if he is not freezing or sweating

He's probably used to the cold and those socks are probably thick enough to keep his legs warm and in summer he looks like that kid that would always wear a jacket no matter how hot it is so he probably sweats alot

10. Does pip have a healthy figure?

Looking at pip's model compared to others

He's seems to be Skinner than average this is probably because he's doesn't really get a chance to eat, growing up very poor and when he does get something to eat his food gets spoiled most of the time

Poor kid's growth would have been stunted from not getting any nutrients :/

Like we see here

He is the smallest kid here 😭

11. Is pip a long or short sleeper?

Hmmm I would he's a pretty long sleeper (he would take a quick nap and wake up 3 hours later if he was in quiet area) but he would be a light sleeper so it wouldn't be that hard to wake him up

12. How does Damien pip show his love

I love to think that Damien has a hard time expressing himself through words so he would show his love for pip in actions rather than words buying gifts, holding hands, kisses, cuddles etc with the occasional "I love you" :)

[pokemonranch]

Hi Clay! I was wondering if I could get a bit of advice?

So I’m currently a Pokémon trainer, but I would like to settle down somewhere. I’m very used to having my Pokémon outside of their poke balls and wandering around with me (I’m one of those trainers that camps in the woods like a ‘hermit’) but if I want to settle down, some of my Pokémon wouldn’t be able to do that anymore. I can’t have a full grown aggron and farigiraf just free roaming a house. So I was thinking about starting a ranch somewhere. At least then my Pokémon have a lot of area to roam and I can be out there doing things with them. I absolutely adore Pokémon and I would like to think I’ve gotten pretty experienced with handling them. I just don’t know how to go about owning a ranch? Do I need to have a license or proper qualifications? I don’t want to have to keep my Pokémon in their poke balls for most of the day, and I think owning a ranch would be a good way to stay active + interact with pokemon without the constant travelling that comes with doing the gym challenges.

Many thanks for your time!

And if you’re interested I have Almond (Aggron), Pip (Farigiraf), Kyra (Zoroark), Raia (Mismagius), Creampuff (Dragapult) and Cheerio (Weavile)

I'm gonna break this down in what you need legally and what you need personally

First, let's get the "boring" part out of the way. You need to have a permit before starting an official ranch, AKA: You need to be a licensed Rancher before being able to start your own farm! If you are a Trainer, the process shouldn't be an issue for you: Mostly consists of ensuring that you are able to take proper care of different kinds of 'mon long-term (Including working and fully evolved ones!); and then an internship of 3 to 6 months on an already established ranch so you can get the gist of it.

Depending on what you want, you can register your ranch as a Shelter (That means, people and other organizations can send you foster 'mons) or Private-Owned (You take care of your own business and choose which 'mons you want to host, and they have your Trainer ID). Whatever the case, you'll need to talk to your local Rangers and Pokemon Center beforehand, so they know you're in the area and can be in contact if needed!

In my opinion, it's a hard job, but one that's really worth it. You seem to take great care of your team, and choosing what's best for them is what makes a good Rancher! I'm sure you'll do great if you decide to go for it, and your 'mons will help you all the way!

[whentherewerebicycles]

just remembered that when we went to meet ruthie at the foster mom’s house I took pip to do an introduction and the first thing he did at the house was ignore his new little sister completely and leap into the foster mom’s koi pond

[stargazer0001]

Fellow strawberry lizard fan? 👀👀👀👀

In my crossover AU (it's got a crazy amount of fandoms in it) there's this one character in the story (he's like my third fav character ever) who fostered Rain World lizards at one point ended up getting a strawberry lizard pip (in some areas the babies are called pips) and the zoop didn't have a home and people didn't want them bc they are high maintenance lizards, so he just took them in

Her name's Featherduster and she's the size of a small cat not including tail and she loves everyone especially if they have food in their hand

OH MY GOSH I LOVE FEATHERDUSTER CAN I STEAL HER PLEASE

Also wait they are called pips I love that!!!!!

AND FINALLY ANOTHER STRAWBERRY LIZARD FAN!!!!!

[ghost-kitty-cat]

(I don't know why but I really like making fun future Headcanons for the characters so let's a go!) Children Headcanons (this is mostly how I think the characters would do as parents + tiny bit of Headcanons for their potential future kids...)

Desmond & Newbie/Love (yes we're going in same order as last time): I totally see both Desmond and Newbie/Love being very nervous parents (I totally think they would adopt a kid instead of having one biologically) Anyways I think they would definitely start out as those very nervous parents but eventually over time (and with a tiny bit of advice/help from Law & Sweets), Desmond & Newbie/Love would be wonderful parents... (just my Headcanon but I imagine they adopted only one kid but they help foster other kids…)

Law & Sweets: let's be honest Nat is enough of a handful as is... so I couldn't picture Law and Sweets having or adopting any kids (but I totally imagine when Nat is a bit older, they will help foster a few kids…)

Neo & Darling: These two would probably be absolutely amazing parents (mostly because of what we know about Neo's family and the fact that I Headcanon Darling having a big family themselves) They would definitely do good (I totally imagine they're also the type of parents who make sure they show all their kids equal amounts of love)

Gage & Bug: I totally imagine these two started off with just fostering but they end up adopting one of their foster children... (I can totally picture Gage & Bug showing their new kid a bit about art like Gage is using actual clay to sculpt and their kid is playing with playdoh and trying to copy everything perfectly.... despite Bug telling the kid that it doesn't have to be perfect and it can have its own imperfections…)

Cyril & Rival/Dove: oh boy and you thought Desmond and Newbie/Love... you haven't seen these two... (I definitely imagine they had start off by just adopting a cat and eventually they decided to adopt a kid... I personally think they would pick a kid whose attuned (I think that's the word) but attuned in a way that is typically disliked (like just for an example: let's say people normally really hated shifters, Cyril and Rival/Dove would adopt a shifter... if that makes sense... they wanna show love to kids who usually wouldn't get picked…)

Roman & Pip: they would probably be good parents but at the same time, I don't trust Roman... (I feel like Roman would be the kind of dad who always puts the safety of Pip and their potential child before himself which is somewhat good but at the same time, I feel like it would potentially lead to Roman's doom…)

Ellis & Gem: Definitely amazing parents (that kid would absolutely grow up to be a massive bookworm though.... I totally also can see their kid really being fascinated by magic like how Gem was when Ellis first explained the world of magic to them... the apple doesn't fall from the tree…)

Dion, Bunny & Kane: They would definitely be good parents (I totally can see them adopting a kid... I imagine Dion would be the more mischievous parent while Kane is the more protective parent... and Bunny is in the middle grounds, I imagine Bunny is the one who has to remind Dion to be a little more serious and the one who has to remind Kane to be a little less serious.... XD)

Casey & Honey: I think they would definitely be amazing parents but it would definitely take quite a while before they actually choose to be parents (mostly because of Casey's anxiety and I imagine Honey wouldn't want to pressure Casey into something if he ain't ready for it…)

Marlowe & Detective: similar to Casey & Honey I think Marlowe and Detective would be amazing parents but it will take a bit before they decide to actually become parents (imagine Marlowe having that mindset of he wants to wait for the perfect time before having kids because he doesn't want his potential kids to end up homeless or something, he wants his potential kids to have a good childhood maybe because of how his own childhood was... geez this got depressing, let's just move on!..)

"Jacob" & Dearest/Bean: I like to imagine the original Jacob was good with kids and so is Dearest/Bean but at the same time, Dearest/Bean is also a bit of workaholic soo yea.... as for him (*stares at "Jacob"*) I don't trust that man anywhere near a child.... I feel like he would give them nightmares... literally... (stay back away from the children you beast 🤺)