#silly little pig plushie

[eddieshellscape]

I got a little guy to help me through today.

and the universe said I love you because you are love.

Technoblade never dies 👑🐷

[gfdazai]

IT'S LOVE, IT'S ROMANCE.

* Being in a relationship w/ them.

* CW / Established relations, GN reader (I thinkies,) not proofread / edited, I'm making this up as I gooo! Sorry if this is OOC, it's been a wwhile since I've genshided?... Genshinend?.... Yknow. this isnt good im ngl. SO RUSHED this is . unbelievable. It's all over the place but

Ningguang, who showers you with anything that you look at when going window shopping. She doesn't even think twice about the price — despite your refusals, and complaints — she gets you to accept it eventually.

Ningguang, who lets you do her hair as a sign of love. She's a busy lady, it's basically a proclamation of love when she spares enough time for you to sit down, comb her hair and braid it, if you're lucky enough.

Ningguang, who hunts out almost every Qingxin when you say one is pretty. Ningguang, who pays for a crate of cecilias when you say you wished they grew in Liyue.

Beidou,, who brings you back stuff from each of her voyages! ! You say you'd like some fabric from Inazuma? Done. You want wine from Mondstadt? Done, even quicker!

Beidou, who collects shells for you from each shore she comes across. All her treasures (shells), are taking up at least 3 drawers. You don't have the heart to stop her, as she seems so happy when she brings you another pouch everytime she's home...

Beidou, who schedules a whole day for cuddling before she leaves. She refuses to take you with her — scared of you getting hurt, or something — so she spends as much time with you as she can. She forces you to clear your schedule to stay in bed with her all morning, not caring if you had a meeting with whoever, wherever.

Lisa,, who constantly uses you as a guinea pig for her potions. You wanna spend time with her? Okay, just drink this!! Of course, she'd never let anything harm you, she only gives you the potions with the silly side effects.

She'd constantly tease you, calling you petnames that not even the flirtest would think of, just for the amusement of seeing you flustered. If you tease her back, though? It's like a compitition of who get's more flustered first. It's gotten so bad, to the point of the library emptying out because of it.

Lisa, who doesn't even spare you from her punishments as a librarian! Oh, you forgot to give her the book last night? No, no, that simply won't do! She can't be stopping her job for her pretty thing, no, not even for you. ...At least she apologizes afterwards.

Furina,, who 'makes' (gets someone else to make) sweets for you. She somehow knows exactly what you want, and exactly when you want it.

She'd also let you sit in on tea parties, right next to her. She'd make you a little hat like her own, like her own little claim on you, making you sit there and look like her pretty little thing.

Furina, who gets flustered the moment you imply going anything romantic. Holding hands? Not that bad, it'll get her a little flustered. Kissing? She feels like she's having a heart attack after the first kiss the two of you share.

She'd get Neuvillette to get you plushies, preferring to stay with you as he goes to find whatever animal she requested this time. She'd get jealous if you picked a plushie to have in your arms instead of her, whining and wiggling around in the bed until you replace the plushie with her.

Please don't steal my work, nor feed it to any sort of AI. Thank you! ♡

[tteokdoroki]

No but fully serious–

Grumpy bakugo singing happy birthday to cinnamonroll (can never spell his name lol)

You have a tiny cake with a little candle, your build a bear in your arms as yous sing happy birthday

Yeah, bakugous too blinded by love to see how silly this looks

IM GOING TO CRY :(((

bakugou does a lot of stupid things to make you happy, he’d make a pig fly for you if he could— so when you start giggling at him across the room after sending him a digital invite to a stuffed animal’s birthday party he really does try not to combust !!

he’ll help you bake the tiny little cake for your cinnamoroll build-a-bear, only because he gets to boop the frosting on your nose and lick powdered sugar off of your cheek as you squirm away from him all flustered.

katsuki blows up blue and pink and white balloons and hoists you up by the waist so you can sticky tac them above the entryway in your living room to decorate the place for the party. he says no to confetti, it’s a bitch to clean up after, and it takes all of his strength not to give in to your puppy dog eyes when you beg for it (he gives in).

but it’s all worth it, his heart swelling happily in his chest while he watches you sing happy birthday to the stupid cinnamoroll plush he’d gifted you a few weeks back. your eyes are bright, twinkling along with the flicker of the candle you’d stuck in the cake for your bear and your smile is so wide that it’s contagious— katsuki can’t help but smile with you too.

he kisses, helps you blow out the candles and the three of you spend the rest of your plushie’s birthday snuggling on the couch until you fall sound asleep. “you’re lucky she freakin’ loves you,” bakugou mumbles to the cinnamoroll bear who you keep tucked under your arm as you nuzzle into your boyfriend’s chest.

:( he’s so silly, pretending not to be jealous of a little bear.

[sweetfire01]

Honora Patrem tum [pt.1]

[pt.2]

In the beginning, Simmy created a safe place for you to roll. And that place was obviously your playpen. The mat was soft and the blanket placed on top made the whole surface fluffy and cozy - you wanted to sleep on it! And the position in which the angel placed you, on your stomach, didn't make things easy. It seemed like ages since you last lay down in such a comfortable place; it was actually only a week after your surprise adoption, time to gradually decrease the dosage of the drug in your bottles.

And your Daddy noticed how your little eyes were brighter and some of your energy had returned. He was delighted that you became more energetic, he planned so many fun activities for his little lamb! And those two hours of play in the morning now weren't enough for you, right? So it was time for you to have some more fun. And no, that didn't mean sleep!

He encouraged you to crawl towards him, only less than two meters away from you, although without success. You were probably still too small and weak to do it. Oh well, there was no point in rushing things, was there? You both had all the time in the world and there were so many other games you could do.

For example, he started playing peek-a-boo, making silly funny faces for you to laugh every time he took his hand away. Then he actually rolled you onto your back, one hand under your head to avoid possible damage as he moved you. He cooed at you as you watched him curiously, whose could this sweet little lamb be? Oh, but of course Daddy's! Yes, you are his cute little one, you are!

Meanwhile, you just wanted to die, especially when he grabbed your feet and played "this little pig".

It took a couple more days for you to crawl, obviously in his absence. You almost regretted the first times you were here: now you went from sitting looking at the plushie around you, to lying down looking at Simmy. It was worse in a way, as he expected you to play and enjoy yourself. But you didn't find anything funny about peek-a-boo, the tickle monster or the exercise he made you do, bending your legs towards your torso. You knew this was to improve the bowel movement and, with messy diapers changed pretty much every day, you had no doubt in its effectiveness. It was just this morning that you rolled over on your own for the first time, when you felt like you had enough strength in your arms and legs to push yourself off the changing table. Luckily for Simmy, he stopped you before you could get hurt. Unfortunately for you, now during changes you are restrained by a strap, placed just below your lower ribs.

You couldn't wait to get out of here. From this playpen, from this house, from the Celestial Realm! You took advantage of a moment when the angel headed into the kitchen to actually test how much strength you had. And immediately noticed that you didn't have enough to stand. Fuck it. You managed to get to your knees but not fully stand up. You couldn't give yourself the necessary push with your limbs and the bars of the box were out of your reach to be used for support. So, feeling incredibly ridiculous, you decided to crawl to the far end of this fucking prison. You would have found a way to get up.

Simmy returned to the living room at that very moment, just long enough to see you crawl. Oh my, how adorable you were! He walked over to the playpen, opening it to allow you to move towards him. But even if you stopped almost immediately, he didn't care, the enormous effort had probably tired you out. "Oh little lamb, were you looking for Daddy?" He picked you up in his arms, planting kisses all over your face. "Scared you were alone huh? Poor little thing, Daddy's right here with you now." He couldn't wait to watch you as you walked towards him, his arms outstretched ready to welcome you into his lap. And when would you have taken your first steps? And your first word? Oh father, save him!

"Simmy was cooking a delicious num-num for this baby" He sit down with you on the mat, gently tickling your stomach "Oh yes, delicious num-num for this tummy" Hearing you laugh and babble behind your pacifier brought great joy to the angel. He would enjoy every single second of your growth.

You didn't know what kind of food he would give you, but the prospect of eating anything other than milk was enough to ignore your degrading condition.

[duskyskye]

So, after creating Gale, my brain decided that I needed to create a Fell version of him. After a couple months of toiling away, I’m happy to introduce the world to Wren! Below are a few headcanons, as well as a synopsis of his backstory. I hope y’all enjoy him! Thank you again to @scrambledmeggys​ for the post artwork!

TWs for HCs include implied child abuse TWs for backstory include no-mercy run mentions, death, child abuse, intense injury, experimental horror, loss of limb due to experimentation

HCs

* He was raised in a lab environment, and was instructed from a young age to learn to speak briefly. He was told it was for the purposes of “quickly telling staff when there’s an emergency” but he knows it was mostly just because the scientists didn’t want to waste their time with the children around them. He can write extended sentences, but when it comes to speaking, he tends to use no more than 3 words at a time. He’s slowly breaking the habit through therapy, but it’s been ingrained into him for a long time and thus still manifests in how he speaks.

* Due to his work in the labs, he gained an immense knowledge of chemistry and anatomy, and now works in pharmaceutical research. He’s not a fan of the greedy practices that are commonplace in the industry, and thus works to create and patent his own medicines to sell at lower cost. 

* He, like Gale, very much enjoys swimming. However, he most prefers roller skating and biking. He enjoys sports that give him a thrill and a sense of motion; it reminds him of his freedom from the Underground and how he can go anywhere he desires.

* He enjoys floral arrangement. Being on the surface exposed him to many varieties of plants, and he became enamored with them; there were so many new species, and in so many different colors and shapes! He found himself collecting them and got into arranging after a bit of research. It’s what most of his expendable budget goes into.

* He’d always wanted a pet when he was little, but a dog seemed like too much energy and cats felt a bit too independent. He decided to look into smaller pets, and that’s how ended up with his 3 guinea pigs; crocus, catmint, and chive. They have a nice, large enclosure and every time Wren gets home, he’s greeted with a chorus of whoops and squeaks.

* He’s also very fond of soft things; pillows, soft fabrics, plushies, flower petals, among other things. He often carries small plushies around in his pocket to just rub and stim when he’s getting worked up about something. 

* He mostly got his jaw piercings to look tough in his Underground, but after a while he did enjoy how they looked and decided to keep them. He’d probably get more if he had a place to put them, but being a skeleton, he has pretty limited options. 

* He’s an avid reader, preferring adventure stories that carry their protagonists to new and exciting places. Once monsters are able to travel, he’d like to visit other countries, and have an adventure of his own. Though ideally with lower stakes and a significantly lower chance of being murdered by deadly pit vipers.

* He has a fascination with other languages. It was something he never really thought about before, but he finds not only their existence, but their wide variety of meanings and structures fascinating. He can spend hours learning about the linguistics of another language, and the culture and influences behind it. He plans to start learning a second language soon, but he’s having a bit of trouble picking just one to learn.

* He doesn’t have the best diet; his sweet tooth is a killer. Beware if you have chocolate-covered fruits anywhere in your house; left unsupervised, they’ll quickly disappear.

* He likes to wear t-shirts with silly puns on their fronts, especially if they’re science-y in nature. He also genuinely gets a laugh from corny memes and jokes. The lightheartedness of it is what he finds most appealing, and sometimes he’ll just giggle out of nowhere as he thinks of a new one.

* He likes to show his affection through his words, but speaking them aloud isn’t really enough for him. He likes to write small notes and leave them somewhere for his loved ones to find, or he’ll give presents with the note attached to them directly. He’s a bit shy about them though, so often it’s the former.

* He isn’t used to interacting with others, so when starting out with him he’ll tend to approach with caution, his limited speech often being firmly in place. Lots of one-word answers and not much emotion in his tone. After a while though, the walls will start to come down. Tapping into his interests or lending a sympathetic ear are the quickest ways to get you on his good side and help him warm up faster.

* Once you are in his good graces, he is incredibly loyal and devoted. Need to talk? He’s there. Need help moving your stuff? He’s on it. Need help doing your taxes? …He’ll give it his best shot.

* He isn’t used to people caring about what he has to say or people listening, as most don’t wait around for him to finish his thoughts with his pausing. He feels like he’s a burden for it. Which is why taking the time to listen to him, to let him fully express himself, will mean the world to him.

Backstory So my Swapfell Paps, Wren, has been in the care of his Sans since he was a babybones, and while Sans kept him out of trouble to an extent in their early years, eventually both end up being recruited by Toriel. My SF Toriel runs a recruitment program to find the strongest monsters for her guard, and the brightest for her royal labs. Sans is recruited into the army due to a demonstration of high magical prowess in spite of low HP, and Wren into the science program to eventually become a royal scientist due to his technical know-how. This is where he meets his Undyne. The brothers are separated as a result, but are allowed to maintain contact via letters.

While Toriel is impressed by Sans' ability, she is frustrated by his low HP, and eventually he ends up being sent to the lab. The working theory is that if they can divert the pathing of his magic, they may be able to alter HP/ATK/DEF stats to higher than what they may be naturally by taking from his other stats. Wren finds out about this, and as a result volunteers in Sans' place. This is unknown magic, and he feels he owes it to his brother for keeping him safe all these years. Plus he has higher HP, so if it ends up depleting his supply, he's much less likely to be killed. The experiment ends up semi-successful; his HP is exchanged for higher attack, but with the lower magic supply to his body, his magic must cover a smaller volume of dust. He ends up losing the lower half of his right arm in the process. He learns how to manifest an ecto arm for powerful final attacks, but it requires a lot of energy and as such is used as last-resort only.

Eventually both Sans and Wren complete their training. Both are also emotionally stunted from their training, and thus when they're assigned to Snowdin, it takes them quite a bit of time to adapt. Wren, who begins implementing new tech/traps into Snowdin, makes friends gradually with the guard dogs he meets at work and, being dogs, they easily warm up to him and drag him out of that shell. He becomes more casual, begins to hang out at the nearby bar, and eventually befriends some of the locals. Sans, in contrast, is immensely guilty over his brother losing his arm, and thus becomes more detached from him and others. He throws himself into his duties, determined to make up for his perceived shortcomings that have been imposed on him by Toriel and other guards.

Eventually when the human comes, they begin a genocide route. Wren and Sans are alerted to this, and both attempt to detain them. Sans is defeated in the process, angering Wren and causing him to use his final attack on the human. He manages to knock them unconscious, and immediately escorts them to the queen. The queen and the human make a “deal” (though it’s more through force than anything) and the human is used to help Toriel cross the barrier. Eventually she returns, breaking the barrier and freeing monsterkind.

Monsters find themselves not quite knowing what to do. It’s eventually decided that the monsters with the lowest amount of LV will go first to try and establish peace with the humans. Wren and Undyne are among them, being scientists with a sheltered upbringing free of most of the violence the Underground brought. It takes years for monsters to integrate, operating out of the underground as they adjust to living in a society that is no longer “kill-or-be-killed”. Wren, with his brother gone and life spent in labs and away from other children, hermits himself a bit., not quite knowing how to socialize with anyone, let alone humans. He moves in with Undyne into a shared apartment, and upon meeting humans comes off very cold, his speech pattern not exactly helping. He learns to socialize and be cordial, but the walls are gonna take a lot of work to knock down.

[thorniest-rose]

I can't stop thinking about your fic where it is mentioned that Steve keeps a stuffed animal. I want him to have a collection and Eddie has photos of sleepy steve curling up in them.

omg!!! Do you mean Doctor Pigsley?? (in my head that's the name of his stuffed pig in "dumb bunny"). @wynnyfryd also had the most amazing idea too that Doctor Pigsley has a little stethoscope and that when Eddie comes over he checks his own heart with it to make Steve laugh. Which is definitely part of the fic now, I have to add that if I write more because it's exactly the cute, silly thing Eddie would do to make the object of his affection laugh. He's just a silly guy...

omg and yes to Steve having plushies!! He probably hid them for years when girls came over, but he keeps them all out now and Eddie thinks it's the cutest thing. Probably also buys him new ones every now and then, and Steve is so happy and adds them to his collection. I love the thought of Eddie having pics of Steve sleeping with them and he looks at them afterwards and he's just like :3

[gothic-puppyboy]

hiii, the unofficial tumblr lion here. is there anything i could do to help my silly lion self and any snacks i could eat? i prefer the snacks to be more meaty, in a sense and the activities and such to help me be more active

This is an interesting ask that's been sitting, rotting away at the very start of my ask queue. I figured it's about time for me to answer it! So sorry it took so long, unofficial tumblr lion!

--🦁--

Active activities for lions:

Quads! Practice a little bit whenever you feel up for it. It's a great way to get active and express your animal side. It takes upper body, core, and leg strength, and lots of coordination and stamina.

Go on a run

Better yet, a nature walk and spy on the critters around you

Play (american) football. The tackling and chasing could be fulfiling for your silly lion self

Watch birds, squirrels and rabbits from outside

Pounce on plushies

--🦁--

Snacks for lion kin:

Beef jerky

Animal crackers

Bacon/pigs in a blanket

Gold fish crackers

Turkey/Ham/Baloney/Other deli meat

--🦁--

[oliviaischillin1204]

This Fanfiction Of Sanders Sides Is Called "Bluey" Part 4: Janus

[olivia's note: hey y'all! this is the 4th and final chapter of a fic by the amazing anne onymous! thank you SO MUCH for submitting this to me!!! i'm so grateful for your writing <;3]

chapters (1) (2) (3) 4

Patton walked into the kitchen, immediately catching Janus's attention. "Hi Janus! Sure is quiet tonight, huh?" Patton greeted. "It was. Since when are you up this late?" Janus asked, rolling his eyes. "I just have too much energy to sleep. Roman too. Since we're all up, wanna come play with us?" Patton offered. "Nice try. I heard about what you two did with Remus and if you think I'm going to fall for this, you're clearly just as dumb as I thought." Janus said before sipping his wine. "Well, guess you leave me no choice but to bring out the big guns. Roman!" Patton called out, summoning the prince who was carrying many Bluey toys and their YouTooz plushies. Patton took half and flashed his best puppy-dog eyes. "Why do you never play with us?" Patton cried. "What is happening?" Janus asked. "You're always with Remus!" Patton whined. "Because no one else can handle him! Even then, I spend half my time hiding from him." Janus argued, trying to stay strong. "It's like you don't even love us! Don't you know how much we love you?" Patton asked, tearfully. Janus was stunned. Why was this working? What was Patton doing with his eyes? And why did the plushies make it harder to say "no"? What is happening?! "How can you not love your own family?" Patton sobbed. Oof, the family card. "Alright, fine! I'll play with you." Janus groaned. "Yay!" Patton cheered, high-fiving Roman.

"Let's just get this over with. Whatever we're doing, are we doing it here?" Janus asked. "Of course not, silly. We're going to my room." Patton said, sinking out with Roman following after. Janus did the same and as soon as he appeared, Roman tackled him to the bed and pinned him down. He summoned scarves to tie Janus's wrists to the headboard–wait, their beds don't have headboards. Did they summon one just for this?! His protests fell on deaf ears as Roman tied his ankles to the bedposts and removed his shoes. "Untie me this instant!" Janus shouted. "Tsk tsk tsk, someone is certainly cranky, eh Patton?" Roman said. "Probably because he's up so late, poor snakey-baby needs sleepytime. Guess we'll have to tire him out so he can get the rest he needs." Patton reasoned. "School's in session, let's start the lesson!" Roman exclaimed as he sat beside Janus who was still struggling in his bonds. "What lesson?" Janus asked. "I promised Roman I'd teach him some of my tickle techniques. You don't mind, right?" Patton explained. Janus's eyes widened. He was only teasing about Remus's endeavour, he didn't think Patton was actually smart enough to come up with a scheme like this! He's managed to dodge all of Remus's attempts at a tickle attack for years but now he's tied up in a Y position and about to be made nothing more than a tickle toy? Well, he's certainly not going down without a fight.

"I will not be your experimental guinea pig, now let me go!" Janus protested. "Too late, you already agreed to play with us, Jennifer." Roman remarked. "Janus." he corrected. "Whatever." Roman scoffed. "Let's start with something you're familiar with, Roman." Patton suggested. "Perhaps this little game will change your tune, hmm?" Roman teased, manoeuvring his legs under Janus's back so his torso rested on his lap. "Ladies, gentlemen and esteemed guests, I shall now play for you the Rondo Alla Turca." Roman announced as he pushed Janus's shirt up, revealing his slightly scaley stomach. Janus wiggled and squirmed, desperate to stop Roman, but his struggling only got the job done faster. "Such good manners, little Jessica." Roman teased. "Janus." he hissed. "Don't care." Roman remarked, cracking his knuckles. He cleared his throat then began dancing his fingers all over Janus's tummy, singing and humming a tune before stopping when he noticed Janus wasn't laughing. Roman turned to look at Janus and smirked at what he saw. He was biting his lip and his eyes were shut tight. He was trying not to laugh. Game on. "My sincerest apologies, everyone. I seem to be having a bit of trouble with my piano. Probably just needs a little tweaking." Roman said, lightly pinching all over Janus's torso. The deceitful Side jumped and jerked with every pinch, still refusing to give Roman what he wanted.

"You sure he's a piano?" Patton asked with a wink. "You're right Padre, silly me." Roman remarked as he laid down next to Janus. He took his hat and placed it on his own head, tipping it. "M'snakey." Roman said, causing Patton to giggle while Janus scowled. "This is no piano, it's a banjo!" Roman exclaimed, "strumming" across Janus's belly. The dam finally broke when Roman got a little too close to his sensitive bellybutton, causing him to squeal loudly before bursting into a fit of laughter. "Nohohohoho! Rohohoman, I'm gohohoing to kihihill yohohohou!" Janus cackled before he snorted, causing Roman to stop and Patton to squeal. "Did you just snort?! That was so adorable!" Patton gushed. "Mention it to anyone and you're both dead! And Roman, give me my hat." Janus scolded. "You really think you're in any position to make demands, Georgia?" Roman queried, twirling the hat around on his finger. "That one's not even close!" Janus argued. "Close enough. Hey Patton, catch!" Roman said before tossing Janus's hat to Patton who caught it and decided to wear it. "Suits you better than him, but now he looks cold. No worries, I'll be your blanket." Roman said, laying on top of Janus. "Get off me, Roman!" Janus barked. "There's no Roman here, only a blanket. A crazy blanket!" Roman teased, digging his fingers into Janus's ribs. "Hahahahaha! I hahahahate yohohohou!" Janus laughed heartily. "The feeling's more than mutual, Ginny." Roman remarked.

"Uh-oh, looks like this blanket is infested with ticklecrabs!" Patton chimed in, scratching at Janus's underarms while repeating "tickle tickle" over and over again, not that it could be heard over Janus's giddy giggles. "Aww, the ticklecrabs just want a friend to play with. Luckily, I heard there's a lonely bug who also likes to play giggly games like this." Roman teased, straddling Janus's thighs. He placed his hands at the bottom of Janus's ribs and began crawling them down as he sang. "Poor little bug on the wall, ding ching!" Roman sung, digging into Janus's hips at the last minute which evoked a very loud squeak. Holding back his own snickers, Roman trailed down Janus's legs. "No one to love him at all, ding ching!" Roman continued as he scratched at the back of his knees, chuckling at Janus's attempts at kicking. He turned himself around and moved down to Janus's ankles, removing his socks. "No one to tickle his toes, ding ching!" Roman sung as he spidered across Janus's sensitive soles, delighted by the boisterous laughter that followed. "No one to blow his nose." Roman finished before blowing a raspberry on Janus's tummy, causing him scream with belly laughter as he bucked and struggled in his bonds. "NOHOHOHO! THAHAHAHAT TIHIHICKLES! HAHAHAHA!" Janus shrieked. "That's kind of the point, Janus." Patton said. Roman got back up for air and decided he and Patton should take a break, giving Janus one too.

Janus never felt so humiliated. So embarrassed. So...happy? And loved? The endless laughter was exhilarating, he felt a certain closeness with the others he's never felt before and the tickling sensations themselves were a lot more fun than he anticipated. He avoided being tickled for so long because he assumed he'd hate it but he was loving every second of it. But he has an image to uphold, so he can't let Patton and Roman know. "Hey Patton, remember the Bluey episode "Featherwand"?" Roman asked. "Uh-huh. It did not go in the direction I thought it would." Patton said. "Well, what do you say we give in to our imaginations and make our expectations a reality?" Roman offered, summoning a long white fluffy feather. "I like the way you think." Patton complimented. "Watch this." Roman said before fluttering the feather around Janus's ears and under his chin, causing him to giggle uncontrollably. "And if you think that's cute, wait until you see this." Roman said, noticing Patton squealing into his hands. He pulled the feather away and raised it in the air. "Heavy!" Roman exclaimed, causing the feather to glow golden. He began tickling Janus's belly with the feather but this time, he bellowed loudly and struggled frantically. "Oh, I get it! Bingo's featherwand made things heavier when she said "heavy", and yours makes heavier laughter!" Patton said. "Close. It actually feels like heavier tickling which causes heavier laughter." Roman explained.

"Hey, you didn't even need my help this time! Good job, kiddo!" Patton praised. Roman beamed with pride. "Hear that, Jeanette? You're dealing with TWO tickle monster pros now. Cootchie coo!" Roman teased, moving the feather down to Janus's feet. "ROHOHOMAN, DOHOHON'T! HAHAHAHAHA!" Janus screamed. "Well well well, looks like someone's got feather-sensitive footsies. Tickle tickle tickle!" Roman taunted, waving the feather at his ticklish toes. Janus completely lost it. "AHAHAHAHA!!! GUHUHUYS, PLEHEHEASE STOHOHOHOP!!!" Janus begged, pulling at his bonds as hard as he could. Roman and Patton immediately stopped everything and in a snap, everything from the feather and the scarves to the bedposts and the headboard vanished. Janus curled into himself, still giggly from the phantom tickles coursing through his body. That. Was. Amazing. Not that he would ever admit it. Patton summoned a glass of water and tapped Janus on the shoulder, handing it to him as he turned around. "Here Jan, this will help." Patton advised. Janus took the glass and slowly gulped it all down. "Thank you." Janus mumbled softly, handing the empty glass back to Patton. "For the water or the tickles?" Patton asked. Janus froze. He opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out so he closed it again and looked down, sheepishly. "Your secret's safe with us. Promise." Patton assured.

"Plus, you and me can be considered even now after that comment you made about me and a certain Side." Roman said. "Seriously?! You're still moping about that?! Need I remind you I only said that because you laughed at and insulted my name?! And you still continued to make fun of it by getting it wrong throughout this ridiculous endeavour!" Janus protested. "I would've gladly apologised for that, had you apologised to me for comparing me to Remus of all people!" Roman argued. "Ok, let's all calm down. Maybe both of you should say you're sorry while we're here." Patton suggested. Janus and Roman glared at each other. "Janus, is there something you'd like to say to Roman?" Patton asked. Janus sighed. "Roman, I'm sorry for comparing you to Remus. It was hurtful and uncalled for. I promise I'll never do it again." Janus apologised. "Very good, Janus. Roman?" Patton said. "Well, I'm not entirely innocent either. I'm sorry for treating your name like a joke...Janus." Roman replied. The two fidgeted awkwardly as they uncomfortably stood in silence. "Come on, hug it out." Patton encouraged. Janus and Roman hesitantly walked towards each other and hugged. Roman felt slightly uneasy but Janus didn't want it to end. He didn't get hugs very often except from Remus, but he's too rough. Plus, he stinks. "See? Not so bad." Patton said. Janus let go of Roman, grabbed his socks and shoes, snatched his hat back from Patton and sank out.

"This was fun, we should do something like this again sometime." Roman suggested before yawning and rubbing his eyes. In an instant, he changed from his signature look to a white tank top and red pyjama pants. "Thanks for everything today. Night, Patton." Roman said, leaving the room. "Goodnight kiddo." Patton said as he climbed into bed. He kissed all his plushies goodnight and dozed off. Today was a fun day. A day he would still be thinking about tomorrow morning. He found himself waking up earlier than usual and decided to do something productive. He borrowed some paper, crayons and colouring pencils from Roman and began to work on something for Emile. As soon as it was done, he quietly sneaked down the hall and slid it under Emile's door. Emile woke up about an hour later and as soon as he noticed something on the floor by his door, he got out of bed and picked it up. It was a hand-drawn Bluey themed card. Each of the Heelers was sketched on every corner and the words "THANK YOU" were written in the centre. He opened the card and there was more drawings and a message from Patton that read "Thanks for your help yesterday morning, it made the day really fun. I got to tickle pretty much everyone AND help Roman with a few problems. I'd like to do something for you in return. Wanna have that Bluey marathon for real life?"

The End.

[silvereyedzoroark]

Take Us To Your Dog!!

Saw in the blog linked below, a photo of these two plushies spotted at a thrift store, one a little alien dude wearing a t-shirt 'Take Me To Your Dog' and a random naked Peppa Pig.

My brain, being the weird brain it is immediately thought it would be amusing if the Pokemon Elgyem were to wear that silly t-shirt and well this happened. Also while drawing it I though why not give this guy a buddy and make the naked Peppa Pig into a Shiny Lechonk...mainly because I caught a Shiny Oinkologne so I have a soft spot for the Pokemon now.

Anyway I imagine the the Shiny Lechonk being overly excited, friendly and bouncy (Literally bouncing in place) but also one of the few Pokemon that can understand their friend Elgyem who only communicates through lighting up their fingers in particular patterns.

The Shiny Lechonk just wants to support their mysterious friend from space who is interested in meeting Dog Pokemon for some reason, so ends up hiring a Pokemon Mystery Dungeon Team to help escort them around to find this 'Dog' Pokemon that their buddy Elgyem is so interested in meeting!

The big mystery would be if this was a miscommunication error and Elgyem wants to meet Arceus or it dose just want to say hi to all the Dog Pokemon in the world, you decided!

[wingsofimagery]

Seashells

㊊ Summary: Jyushi ran from Kuko's exorcism adventure and met a girl who calls him Kiddo. He's not very fond of the name but her request was a simple one he couldn't reject. ㊊ Characters: Aimono Jyushi, Original Female Character (unnamed), Harai Kuko, Amaguni Hitoya ㊊ Genre: General ㊊ Warnings: Mention of character death ㊊ Word Count: 2406 ㊊ A/N: I died... As per usual. I have something else coming up real soon too. I wrote this a while back for a zine application (in which I got into~ Please look forward to it!)

“I can’t do this! Noooooooo!!” Jyushi shouted as he ran out of the building.

Kuko had suggested they investigate this place where there a ghost was to be exercised. Jyushi, having been too spooked by the eeriness, ran off screaming on his own. Hitoya was not prepared for this and had lost sight of Jyushi by the time he chased after him. Kuko, who made it his mission to successfully take the haunting ghost to the afterlife, chose to stay back and furthered his search.

—

“Stupid Kuko-san. I don’t want to be here anymore… This is a scary place. Amanda, I’m afraid,” Jyushi muttered to himself while holding his pig plushie gingerly in his hands.

The tears collecting on the edge of his eyes slid down his cheeks. He kept them closed while he cried, sniffling every once in a while. Of all places to go, it had to be a haunted house. It was not even a theme park haunted attraction or anything created by living humans. An actual house haunted by an actual spirit of a dead person. Leave it to Kuko to play with his fears.

He did not notice the figure that wandered by nor did he realize the figure made a stop when she heard his cries. She walked up to him, squatting down to get closer to the crying teen.

“Are you lost, young one?”

Jyushi looked up with surprise plastered on his face. He had let out a yelp from the sudden interaction and his hands flew up to wave them away, Amanda clutched tightly in his hand. He did not know what he was doing but he was too spooked out to coherently think.

“Hey hey! Watch it! Your piggy is going to fly away! I won’t hurt you! Seriously, stop it!”

He finally stopped flinging his hands around, pausing mid-air to observe the stranger. She wore a dress, long enough to cover her feet. Her hair was half done up. From Jyushi’s observations, he noticed that…

“You’re not going to hurt me…”

“Correct, my child. Now tell me, what is wrong? Why are you in tears? Do I have to hurt someone?”

Jyushi did not answer her questions, instead, he spouted his own, “why are you calling me pet names like I’m an actual child? You look the same age as I do!”

“Looks can be deceiving. Don’t you know that?” She roared with laughter and gave his head a few pats.

“I ran from my friends. They were doing this expedition thing to exorcise some ghost. Said there was a haunting here, knowing fully well how I can’t handle the paranormal.”

She raised her eyebrow in interest. She could hear how exasperated Jyushi was.

“Well, I apologize. I can’t do much but I can tell you now, that you’re doing pretty good. The spirits won’t be messing with you tonight. Not while I’m around!”

Jyushi tilted his head to question her statement, “what do you mean?”

She merely smiled and offered her hand for him to take. Jyushi could tell that she was nice. She emitted a comforting aura; that was all he needed to trust her. He shyly placed his hand in her offering one. There was no warmth in her hands but he chalked it up to the decreasing temperature as night was cooler than day. There was also something else about her hand but he could not put his words to it. She stood up to her full height and the teen got up with her.

“Come on, buddy. Don’t slouch! Stand tall! You’re given your height for a reason!”

He quickly straightened his back, a chuckle escaped from his lips from her silliness. She knew how to bring the mood up. She was happy to see him lighten up a little as well.

He followed her on a walk. The breezy night on this hot day was welcomed. The walk was slow, not that Jyushi was complaining. Jyushi wanted to keep talking to her but he did not know how to start conversations, let alone hold a conversation with her. He opted to tug on Amanda in hopes of finding some extra comfort in her.

“So… I’m guessing you don’t want to return to your friends for the time being. Would you like to go to the nearby beach with me then? I have a task I need help with,” she smiled at him in hopes that he would accept the request.

He nodded his head, “Sure! I don’t know if I’ll be of much help though, but it’s better than being here alone.”

Her smile grew wider. She would not know what she would do if she could not convince him. She did not want to leave him there by himself. Grateful for his acceptance, she smiled even wider. Her steps were light as she hopped in front of him, looking back every once in a while to make sure he was following her and not straying away. The beach was not a long walk. Their quiet journey there was not awkward either. Jyushi does not usually warm up to people that quickly but with the light atmosphere she brought along with her, he felt the gloomy emotions disappear.

She stepped down onto the sand, turning around to spread her arms out. Jyushi stared at her in question. He stood close before her and awaited her instructions. She pointed to the seashells; some were completely intact, others were tarnished by nature and humans alike. She told Jyushi to pick up the cockleshell, informing him that she wanted shells that were pristine like this one.

“This shouldn't be hard but why are you not able to do this on your own?” he questioned. He meant no malice in his questions, he was simply confused. She was in perfect condition and nothing he saw physically looked like it could hinder her in any way.

She sheepishly looked away, “Well… My hands are unable to touch them. I can’t really explain it but I hope you understand… I really need your help.”

Jyushi knew he could not deny her request. He understood her nervousness, how some things could not be told, and he could tell she was being honest about it. He scratched the back of his head, nodding in reply as he knelt down to pick up the shell for her. She continued to instruct him on what to pick up and what to be careful of. As they moved around, stepped away, and stopped at multiple areas, Jyushi found his arms cradling a bit more than a handful of shells. He shuffled around to adjust them, careful not to drop any.

“Maybe we should stop now. Follow me!” she beckoned with her hand, walking ahead of him again.

He scrambled to his feet and brushed off the sand on his pants before he ran up to her. He followed her as an obedient pet would. Once again, the walk was quiet but this time, she began asking him questions.

“I never got your name, kiddo.”

“I’m not a kiddo. I look your age and you look my age,” he huffed, “and my name is Aimono Jyushi.”

“My apologies, Jyushi.”

He was about to ask for her name but their conversation was halted before he could talk again. They stood before a tombstone. There was a jar with some shells in there. It looked dusty and old. As if no one has been around to take care of the grave for years. Jyushi watched her squat down to caress the tombstone.

“This is the place. Could you replace the shells in this jar with the ones we picked?”

He immediately went to work on the request. The sadness she emitted made him feel compelled to help her even further. He made haste with exchanging the shells with the new ones. He also dusted off the jar with his sleeve. Once done, the jar sat back where it was, right in front of the tombstone to the right.

“You helped a lot; thank you for helping me out on my silly request.”

Jyushi shook his head as he nervously laughed. He did not understand why she was so happy about this. It was just a small task that anyone could have done. It was not like it was going to do him any harm. It also felt good to have been useful. Jyushi liked the feeling of being appreciated. He basked in the feeling with a smile.

“It seems it’s time for me to go,” she said, her eyes looking up at the sun that was slowly beginning to peek out from the horizon.

Jyushi looked over at her. He could see the sorrow in her eyes. They looked bittersweet. He wondered why but something else caught his attention instead. Her body looked translucent, the light from the rising sun made her look angelic. She looked nothing like a human would.

“Thank you so much for everything tonight. I can move on thanks to you now. Nobody really ever came around so I didn’t know how long I’d have to wait to finally be able to accomplish my last wish. I just wanted to be remembered one last time… Nobody seemed to care after my funeral,” she looked down bashfully, her fingers fiddling with a necklace out of nerves, “I can’t thank you enough, so please take this as a token of my appreciation.”

She placed the necklace with a closed fanshell in his hands. Jyushi stayed confused on the ground while she stood up. Her eyes closed as her body became more transparent. His eyes widened at how she was slowly disappearing before his eyes. The realization had dawned on him a little too late.

“I hope in my next life, I’ll find someone as kind and cute as you to live for,” she laughed.

He stood up in a panic. He never asked her for her name. He needed to know before she was gone. Was this her grave? Was she here to take care of another person’s grave but could not because she had passed away as well? There were so many questions that swirled around his mind, none of which were able to make it out of his mouth. Tears pooled at the corner of his eyes. Jyushi was overwhelmed by the turn of events.

His arm shot out to grab for her, “What’s your name?”

His limb phased through her. She was barely there anymore. Jyushi was speechless, gasping for air while hoping and praying that she would at least give her name to him before she left for good. The suspense was killing him. He also wanted to thank her for keeping him company. He would have been alone if it was not for her presence.

Her reply was only a tap on the shell necklace she had given him and, then, she was gone. He looked down at the necklace, debating on whether to open it or not. He was broken from his train of thoughts by Kuko and Hitoya who came searching for him.

“Man, you ran so far, Jyushi. What in the world did you think you were doing?” Kuko complained.

“We were worried. Are you hurt?” Hitoya stopped in front of him to take a once over Jyushi, who stood there with sadness in his eyes. His posture was slumped over while his hands clutched tightly to the fanshell.

“What are you holding there?” Kuko looked at the item with confusion. He was sure Jyushi did not have that when they first arrived here. Hitoya glanced over as well to have a look.

Jyushi opened the shell. In the trinket was a photo of a family of four. There stood the lady he met, a pair of older people (whom he assumed was her parents), and someone else who looked around the same age as her. On the other side of the shell was a name. The same one as the tombstone.

“She was the one I was here to exorcise!” Kuko exclaimed, “The villagers here told me about how restless she was and they didn’t know what to do with her. They knew she was supposed to have moved on. She sounded like something was preventing her from passing on from what they were telling me. How did you get this?”

The visual kei singer went on the spiel about his mini adventure with the girl in the photo. How it was a comforting experience and how he wished he could see her again in the future. His second wish, he knew, would not come true any time in the future but he held onto it. Kuko made a face after his explanation, his eyes darting to Hitoya with a knowing look.

Hitoya held his hand up to prevent Kuko from saying anything at all. The monk frowned upon that but allowed him to take care of it instead. He crossed his arms while watching the older man. He thought this was going to be amusing.

“Jyushi… the girl you were with was the one Kuko was assigned to exorcise. The people around this neighborhood knew her and wanted to help put her to rest but they didn’t know how to. So they enlisted Kuko to assist them in bringing her to the afterlife but I guess you did it instead.” Hitoya glanced carefully at Jyushi. He hoped that did not break the boy’s spirit.

It did not. Rather, he was smiling to himself while staring at the necklace. He finally gazed at Hitoya.

“I had a feeling… She felt cold and didn’t touch anything. I wonder why she was able to touch me though,” Jyushi looked at Kuko for an answer.

Kuko shrugged, “Beats me. Wish I could give you a proper answer but I got none.”

“I guess it doesn’t matter anymore,” Jyushi replied, “she’s in a better place now. That’s all I could ask for. Although, I’ll miss her company. I’ve never felt something so comforting before.”

“Yeah, you don’t usually warm up to people quickly,” Hitoya also commented, having noticed how fondly Jyushi was speaking of this person whom he had just met.

The three wrapped up their conversion as they left the scene. Jyushi held the necklace close to him, as it was a memory of the nice moment they spent together. A moment he would never forget.

[wip-supercreig]

Just a silly little headcanon.

One of the things that Craig fears and hates are dolls.

Although he did play dolls with his younger sister when they were kids (he was just trying to be a good big brother btw), he wasn’t too scared of the dolls she had. Infact, the dolls she had weren’t very scary-looking. They were just Barbie dolls, plushies, or even action figures. Luckily enough she too hated porcelain dolls and those plastic baby dolls. She didn’t fear them, but she just thought they were ugly as fuck and wanted nothing to do with them. If anybody got those for her birthday, she would throw it in the trash or tell the person to return the ugly as fuck doll.

Meanwhile Craig on the other hand fears those porcelain or plastic baby dolls. When he sees them, he tries not to let his fear get to him however. He may not always scream or yell or run away and hide when he sees them, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t scared of them.

He hasn’t encountered any haunted dolls, but sometimes when he thinks about the possibility of dolls being haunted, he starts to get a little paranoid. So paranoid that he would hug his own guinea pig plush.

Another fun fact: Craig hates Elf of the Shelf. Same reason as why he fears and absolutely hates dolls.

[supercreig]

Just a silly little headcanon.

One of the things that Craig fears and hates are dolls.

Although he did play dolls with his younger sister when they were kids (he was just trying to be a good big brother btw), he wasn't too scared of the dolls she had. Infact, the dolls she had weren't very scary-looking. They were just Barbie dolls, plushies, or even action figures. Luckily enough she too hated porcelain dolls and those plastic baby dolls. She didn't fear them, but she just thought they were ugly as fuck and wanted nothing to do with them. If anybody got those for her birthday, she would throw it in the trash or tell the person to return the ugly as fuck doll.

Meanwhile Craig on the other hand fears those porcelain or plastic baby dolls. When he sees them, he tries not to let his fear get to him however. He may not always scream or yell or run away and hide when he sees them, but that doesn't mean he isn't scared of them.

He hasn't encountered any haunted dolls, but sometimes when he thinks about the possibility of dolls being haunted, he starts to get a little paranoid. So paranoid that he would hug his own guinea pig plush.

Another fun fact: Craig hates Elf of the Shelf. Same reason as why he fears and absolutely hates dolls.

[ifuckinghatetartaglia]

☙ welcome to my lovely little corner!!

—you can call me maka! i’m an aroace lesbian and my pronouns are she/her

—my interests currently consist of:

DOLLS!! specifically monster high, ever after high, rainbow high, etc.

PLUSHIES!! really into beanie babies rn but i’m a lover of any silly little plush

GUINEA PIGS <33 i have. 7…//,

genshin impact (sorry)

trigun

vocaloid, pjsekai, bandori, etc.

animal crossing

that’s about it! i look forward to spilling my nonsensical ramblings here

[st-feathers]

i guess i'll never really become myself as long as i live in these lame white walls. they'll keep throwing darts at all my fingers so effortlessly that they don't even notice, and then they'll get shocked when I don't want to caress their heads. do they want their hair to get all tangled? unfortunately it's a learned trait, one that will hopefully die with them and their darts collection. at least i hope so. my aim is terrible.

i guess i'm tossin', and turnin'!!! i'm decomposing in here. every day that passes i feel a little more like a dead plant than the one before. the chair stinks so hard yet i wish i didn't have to constantly get up and down for that, of all things. i want to take every single one of those silly cardboard boxes that get past the gates every 30 minutes and smash them so hard i'll scare their younger cousins away.

i don't know where to clean,, i have to make my mind up. between my rubbish'n psychic puke!!! i can't read anymore, i don't understand any single sentence in there. i'd fill your silly little phones with complaints if i had no regards for your personal time. i can't do everything on my own here. legal babble is like a lifted truck for bald men who think crossing their arms is a sign of power. pig latin and a love for fancy black ties. i want the wiggly cursive back

at last! a gentle lady taught me that i'm a plant, yet not an entirely dead one. plants actually hate your basic empty void thing and Marie Kondo ruined an entire generation of moms. plants hoard and try to fill their grave with water to hang out with their plushies a bit more than planned because if i have to plant my roots here i want to sing and make a little silly cave with my little silly roommates i saved from various poorly lit basements. it's going well, i'll become a very nice tree and the broadcast poster will love it for sure. i need to hug tigger again and let him tell me that i'm actually doing good. the darts are lying and deep down i know they are but it's hard to admit. my little cave is very good and it will follow me inside new wall mazes whenever that'll have to happen. let's have a toast for the colourful walls cause we're going to fucking obliterate this mediocrity void. keep on drivin'!! and be the plant you deserve to be

[hypmic-fic-time]

A night together

Jyushi x Jiro

Jiro stood outside of Jyushi's room, he couldn't believe he was gonna try this after what he did out there.

He took a deep breath and nervously knocked on the door, he considered running away but decided against it as the door opened slowly. 

"J-Jiro-san?" Jyushi asked a bit nervously, he opened the door the rest of the way, "What are you doing here?"

Jiro gulped "I...I wanted to apologize...for what happened out on stage...I didn't mean to insult you like that, I got caught up in the battle…" he mumbled, looking down at the ground "Especially after you were nice enough to shake my hand and tell me you're happy I'm one of your fans…"

Jyushi was surprised, without a second thought he hugged Jiro close, "Don't worry about it, Jiro-san, I got caught up in the battle too and I know you didn’t mean any harm…"

Jiro blushed hard as he slowly hugged Jyushi back before pushing away, as to avoid making things awkward "A-anyway, I wanna treat you to dinner…! Not to the food in the cafeteria but at a restaurant nearby…any restaurant...in my budget anyway…"

"That sounds wonderful!" Jyushi immediately answered "And you don't have to treat me, in fact, let me treat you instead!"

"B-but this is my way of apologizing…! You shouldn't be treating me!" Jiro exclaimed, getting more flustered.

Jyushi thought for a second "Hmmm alright, but at least let me treat you to dessert and then you can come back to my room for a movie".

"S-sounds like a date- I MEAN THAT SOUNDS NICE!" Jiro yelled "I'll grab my wallet and be right back!" He quickly ran off, making Jyushi giggle.

'He's quite the cutie, isn't he?'

~~

The two sat across from each other in a ramen restaurant, talking about random things while waiting for their food.

"So...Jyushi-san...how did you become a Visual kei artist…?" Jiro asked.

"Ah, I've always liked it so I decided to become an artist, I am still working hard though" he answered.

"I bet, it seems like a lot of hard work…"

Jyushi smiled, "You know, Ichiro-san mentioned you play the guitar, do you enjoy it?"

Jiro brightened up "Yeah! It's so much fun! It takes a lot of practice but I really love playing-!" He suddenly stopped and started blushing and hiding his face "Sorry...I started rambling…"

"Hey, you can ramble all you want, I don't mind at all" Jyushi told him, "I...I like seeing you excited over things you like" he blushed a bit himself "I kinda get what Kuko means now" he said to himself. 

"What do you mean?" Jiro asked. 

Jyushi blushed harder this time, realizing he had been heard "Um...Kuko sometimes says that...he loves listening to Ichiro-san talk about his favorite things...it makes him feel happy…" 

"Oh right...they did start dating again huh?" 

"I feel like you would know that because Kuko takes constant trips to Ikebukuro" he laughed. 

Jiro rolled his eyes "Don't get me started, ever since they started dating again nii-chan has gone absolutely coo-coo"

"Worries over messing up and asking if he looks ok right?" 

"Yeah! Exactly that! Every day pretty much!" Jiro groaned "I wouldn't be surprised if they're in Kuko's room cuddling and kissing and saying how much they love each other"

Jyushi frowned a bit "Are...you against being in love…?" He asked, a bit dejected. 

Jiro realized and immediately shook his head "Not at all! It's just...what nii-chan does is a little irritating but I'm not mad at him…" he blushed again "I'd like to be in love too...I just...haven't met the right person yet…"

"Who do you think the right person is…?"

Jiro tried to answer but they were given their food right at the moment and began eating in silence. 

~~

The two boys walked back to Chuuoku together, ice cream in hand as they had started talking again.

"Hmm I really prefer action but I'd really like to see what movies you brought" Jiro said.

"Well I did bring an action movie but I also have a few animated ones, the kind that make people cry at some point" 

"You can pick, I don't mind"

They reached Jyushi's room and Jyushi immediately started setting his laptop up, popping in a movie and sitting on his bed, he patted beside himself, "Jiro-san you can come sit next to me! Please get comfortable".

Jiro blushed and nodded as he sat on the bed, his hand landing on something soft, he lifted it back up to see a pig plushie. 

"Ah...Jyushi-san what's this?" He asked as he picked it up, examining it.

Jyushi felt his blood run cold, he didn't want it to happen again, "U-um...that's a plush...from my grandmother...her name is Amanda…" he was ready to start crying when he saw Jiro smile softly at Amanda.

"She's really cute! And super well made too! Your grandma has talent" Jiro said, he started petting her head while continuing to smile.

"Um...you can hold onto her if you want...in case you need to hold onto something…" Jyushi smiled. 

"Y-you sure? She is special to you…" 

"Yeah, now come on, let's watch the movie".

Jiro nodded and got comfortable, making sure to put some space between himself and Jyushi as to not make him feel embarrassed.

~~

At some point the two of them had snuggled up together, Jyushi wrapped his arms around Jiro's waist while Jiro had his head rested on Jyushi's chest.

Jiro held Amanda close as the movie continued, starting to cry a bit as a sad scene started. 

Jyushi noticed and made Jiro look at him, "Jiro-san, are you alright?" He wiped his eyes with his thumb.

"I-Im ok...this scene is just...really sad, I'll be ok…" he mumbled, he then laughed "You're trying to comfort me when you're crying just as bad, silly" he teased, wiping Jyushi's eyes.

Jyushi smiled and laughed "I am aren't I?" He looked away for a moment but then back at Jiro, "Can...you stay for another movie? I don't think my friends or your brothers will mind"

Jiro nodded, "I'll stay with you...for another movie I mean…" he mumbled the last part.

"Alright, let's finish this one then" Jyushi said. 

"Umm...before you play it again...could I tell you something…?" Jiro asked. 

"Of course"

Jiro looked down at Amanda and kissed her nose and then pressed her nose onto Jyushi's lips, looking away "I...I like you…" he whispered.

Jyushi blushed and pulled Amanda out of Jiro's hands before pulling him close and kissing him softly.

"I like you too~" 

Jiro blushed but snuggled back into Jyushi "I-if it's ok with you...can I stay with you even after the second movie?" 

Jyushi cuddled him close and nuzzled his nose in his hair, "I'd like that, Jiro-chan"

"Me too...Jyushi"

[flossie12]

Ace's Roundup!

Today was the day. Ace has been waiting for many years. The yard sale! He has been waiting for this moment ever since he got purchased at Sunny Day Toyz. He gathered every other toy up, from Mrs Pigs to June the bunny. He whistles loudly to gather their attention up on the steel drum he climbed on.

"Okay everyone listen up! Today is the yard sale. So I could very well be moving to a new kid. Most of you would too. Our kid is now a teenager. A 13 year old. So, you know what that means right? They change their interests at some place called a middle school!", Ace said.

Every toy around Ace listened up. They all agreed to what he said. They could all move to new kids who will love them. Love and play with them all day along like their kid did. Then, the door swings open, Ace jumps onto the floor and stands very still. Everyone did not move a muscle as they saw who came in. It....... It was some 15 year old girl who was wearing a pink sweater with a rainbow on it. Ace looks at the girl carefully, wait... Where was Bridget? This girl was not Bridget.

"Okay. So Mabel dear, this is your new room now. Hope you like it~ We can change the wallpaper if you like. Oh look, somebody forget their toys. I'll let you play with them." A woman said from the hallway.

"Thank you so much Miss Bright! YAY! AHAHA! NEW ROOM FINALLY!!" Mabel bounces ontop of the bed.

Ace now looked very confused. He stayed still and he noticed Mabel coming to him. She picks the action figure up and giggles. Wait. So that sign he saw for eleven months was not for a yard sale. Now he felt like a total idiot. He wanted to smack himself silly. That is what he did. He smacks himself in the face.

"God darn it!" He yells.

Mabel gasps dropping the action figure. She moves to one of the toy boxes and takes out her toys. Most of them were cute animal toys, plushies and little animal dolls that wore dresses and suits. She never owned an action figure before. So she was looking for something for it to wear. She picks up a cowboy hat and a vest.

"Yay! I found it!" Mabel rushes to Ace and dresses him up.

She giggles. Ace looked very confused. Was this kid that dense? He looks to see he was wearing a cowboy hat and a vest. Huh? He never wore this before but it did feel comfortable. He then watches Mabel get out a glitter pen and some paper. She sits very close to the toy.

"So uh mister toy? What kind of hats you like?! I want to buy you a big house where you and your friends can play in! We can play dj with my plushie toy unicorn Popcorn~" Mabel says.

"I uh..... I like hats. This cowboy hat is nice. I also like wearing Hawaiian shirts. Those are pretty nice. And uh friends. I guess you can say I have five friends.", Ace says.

Ace glances at Mabel who wrote everything he said. He could feel sweat on his brow but not exactly. Since he was well.... Just an action figure. He looks to see the other toys come out of the box. He spots a toy rabbit wearing a dress walk around the bed, a toy plush shark jumping out of the box and a toy unicorn galloping outside the box too. Did this girl already knew about her toys being alive?

"Hey. Mr. Had you ever seen your commercials?" Mabel asks a personally question.

Commercial? Ace shakes his head. No. He had no idea what even was. But he remembers Bridget's family never own a tv. Ever. They believe all electronics were bad. Mabel makes a list of changes to the room. Wallpaper changed to fluffy clouds, wifi and internet in the house, a tv in her room and her bookcase filled with her old dairies and novels.

"Well. I was thinking. We can watch them together!" Mabel said

"Okay. I.... I will like to do that with you. Mabel." Ace said shaking her hand.

Mabel smiles back at Ace. She knew the pair were going to have a lot of fun together.

It was just a matter of time the two will go on grand adventures together.