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Some Joel Preggo Wife family fluff 🥺:

Joel sitting from the couch and watching you follow baby Sarah around, who's just now learning to put sounds together into words and recognizing them around the house. She stomps around and points:

"Dooe?"

"Yes baby that's a door."

"Okay. Bowe?"

"Yes baby that's a bowl."

"Okay." To the lump of breathing fur on the couch: "Spooo?"

"Yes, baby, that's Spoon."

"Oh okay. SPOO?"

"Yes, still Spoon."

"Oh okay...." She points again to the dog. "Spoo."

"Yes Spoon."

"Spoo."

And Joel just smiles to himself because you have so much patience just repeating the same 4 items she keeps circling around to point at again and again, leading you around the kitchen and living room with her thumpthumpthumps in her heavy landing footsteps underneath all that chubba skin she's still growing into.

"Daddy." She stops and points at Joel, who's lying on the couch with his glasses on and book in hand.

"Yes that's Daddy."

"DADDY!" She squeals excitedly and clapping her hands. She gets one leg up on the plush of the cushion, trying to hoist herself up with her bitty fists clenched into Joel's stomach as leverage.

He tosses his book, no care to whatever page he was on because literally the most important thing in his entire world is climbing him like a handicapped monkey on a tree he's HERE for it.

He grasps her so she can kneel on his chest and kiss his face repeatedly.

"Doggy?" She points towards the bowl of cereal sitting on the coffee table.

"No," he chuckles. "That's a bowl and a spoon."

"Boe. Bowe. An... no spoo. SPOO!" She points towards your dog lounging at the foot of the couch. Then, back towards contents in the bowl: "doggy."

"Baby, they are BOTH called spoon."

Sarah gives Joel a head turned tilt of confusion. There's no way in hell a utensil and her four legged friend look remotely similar. She KNOWS who Spoon is. Her dad is totally wacko to mistake that little silver thing her canine bestie.

"No Doggy! SPOO!" She points back and forth, mixing the two up once again.

You giggle as they launch into a babble of arguing and pointing about the names and legitimacy of objects that you've seemingly tangled in her mind.

Eventually she puts both her little palms flat on his mouth to shut him up from his blasphemy.

"Spoo!" She shouts from behind, calling in reinforcements.

The dog springs into action, launching on Joel's chest to drape her palms and face on Joel's head and nudge Sarah away for safety.

"Good Spoo!" She hums, patting the pup on her back affectionately.

But earthquake Joel starts rumbling his whole body, still grasping Sarah securely so she doesn't topple over. The two of them are about to be overwhelmed from the volcano about to erupt when Sarah calls in the big guns:

"MOMMY!"

You lie right on top of them all, with Spoon off to your left shoulder and Sarah on your right, and Joel sandwiched below all 3 of you, face to face.

He grins, completely pinned down by his beautiful family. His. Holy shit hell never get used to saying that.

"Hi," he grunts happily despite the added weight on his lungs.

"Hi," you sigh back with a smile. Your chin rests atop his chest as you stare lovingly at your man.

Joel wraps his broad arms around all three of you. Sarah and Spoon wiggle themselves into place until all of you are lying on him comfortably, lulled by his deep, steady breaths beneath.

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[dannybobany]

BYOGUWLYINWWHGIU IM GLAD YOU LIKE HOW I DRAW HER EJ8DJEI- as the number 1 Mari enjoyer your opinion of how I draw her is the only one ever of course <3

ALSO THE HAIR THINGGG I add side hair to like every character I draw because it helps distract from the fact that I refuse to draw ears.

Here’s another one! I was really exited to do Mari’s because I’ve genuinely just never drawn her before… which is RIDICULOUS but all the au’s had me distracted, anyway

Honestly I don’t have a lot to say about Mari, I do love her dearly but her design isn’t particularly intricate or anything- oh also

The contrast…

[mncxbe]

Come on, baby, don't you hurt me anymore

𝐀𝐤𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!.𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

｡ﾟ•┈୨♡୧┈•ﾟ｡𝒄𝒘: light angst, fluff?, itty bitty smut, one bed trope, smoking, mutual pining, spoilers for s1// inspired by an ask i got from my beloved 🐑 anon

"I can feel you plotting something" said Aki, his gaze fixed on a distant spot outside the hotel room window. It was snowing so much that the buildings on the opposite side of the street appeared only as a blurry contour– blocks of dark grey punctuated by neon signs. Aki's voice carried an edge of annoyance which you shrugged off, huffing.

"I'm not plotting anything" you chuckled, shifting away from under the heavy blanket. "Whatever..." he groaned in response "Just stop moving around I'm trying to sleep"

You were grateful he couldn't see you rolling your eyes at his words. He was impossible. It's been a few months since you first started crushing on your partner and now that Makima sent you two to Kyōto on business it was the perfect opportunity to make a move. You were forced to share a room, a bed.

As you laid next to him, you wondered what would be the best way to confess your feelings– a direct approach might've worked, but Aki was too sleepy to engage in any conversation. You sighed, your gaze musing on the snowflakes outside and then it hit you... the perfect opportunity to get Aki to talk to you. Sliding out of bed you made your way towards the window, prying it open.

Your movements alerted the man beside you who groaned angrily. "Where are you going?".

"Just getting some air, relax. It's not like I'm gonna run off or something" you retorted "You should come too"

"Like hell. It's freezing". You couldn't help but laugh at his comment– for someone who grew up in a mountainous area he sure hated winter. "Suit yourself, but you'll have to do without your cigarettes" you giggled, dangling his pack in front of him as you disappeared outside on the fire escape platform. You could hear your partner's groans of protest as he called out your name but you didn't respond.

With an annoyed sigh, Aki got out of bed and slipped on his shoes, following you outside. He found you at the leaning against the metal railing, holding the pack in front of him– daring him to come get it. He wasn't in the mood for this; it's been an exhausting day, packed with meetings with the higher ups and honestly all he wanted to do was sleep but you wouldn't give him a break.

Stepping closer to you, Aki reached for the cigarettes but you quickly pulled your hand away, hiding it behind your back. "Come and get them if you want them so much, Hayakawa" you taunted. The mischevious smirk that played on your lips only irked him more. "Can you not?" he hissed, closing the distance between you as he tried to grab a hold of the pack. He was basically hugging you, his body pressing you further against the icy railing."I'm not joking, y/n. give them back it's cold out here" he whined and you pursed your lips, cooing at him. "I didn't know the great Aki Hayakawa was scared of a little cold"

You could see the shift in his expressing, his lips pressing in a thin line as he yanked the pack from your hands. "You're no fun, Aki" you sighed, content that the man was back to his alert self. "Well, I'm not in the mood for this" he answered mindlessly, taking a cigarette out of his pack and lighting it. The flame glowed red against the grey night. You stepped closer to him, the crisp snow melted under your bare skin, burning the soles of your feet but the sensation felt oddly comforting– a distraction from the heavy tension between you and Aki. Raising on your tippy-toes you gave him a knowing smile "Then what are you in the mood for?"

Aki's cheeks dusted pink at your question. He wasn't stupid, he was aware of your feelings for him but he'll be damned if he was going to give you the satisfaction. His gaze moved up and down your body– from the lace trimmed tank top and cushy pajama pants to your bare feet and he scowled. How were you not freezeing?"Get back inside, idiot. I don't want you catching a cold."

"Didn't know you cared so much about my well-being" you purred, stepping on the vamps of his boots. Your actions took him by surprise and he instinctively wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you flush against him. You were almost at the same level as him, so close he could see the fat snowflakes resting on your hair and lashes. God, you looked so pretty in the soft glow of the winter night. You seemed right out of an old pictures movie. He opened his mouth to say something but quickly closed it, averting his gaze.

"What, Hayakawa, you nervous?" you taunted, your voice dripping with amusement. Hooking a finger under his chin, you brought your lips closer to his ear"Am I making you nervous?" The man shivered– your breath was hot against his skin, the closeness warming up his insides.

"No" he said plainly, still not facing you. He's never been a good liar and he knew he wouldn't be able to hide his true feelings if he were to look you in the eyes. Of course, you were aware of that, but you were dead set on making his composure crumble. Your lips ghosted over the shell of his ear before making their way lower, tracing soft kisses along the expanse of his neck. "You sure, Aki?" you giggled, relishing the way he tensed up under your touch. He smelt well; of tobacco and fresh cologne, making your whole body heat up in anticipation.

Your kisses raised goosebumps in their wake, causing the man to shudder. Still, he made no attempt to stop you- he knew it would've been pointless. Instead, he squeezed your hip tighter, ashing his cigarette. "You know it won't work, right? A relationship I mean"

"Why not?" you asked, nuzzling your head in the crook of his neck. You were perfectly modled in his embrace, as if you were made to fill his sharp, hollow edges with your soft curves. "Because it simply wouldn't work" he insisted, sighing. He didn't want to tell you that he only had at most two years left to live, that starting a relationship would be pointless since he wasn't going to watch it grow into something... more. So he simply remained silent.

As if reading his mind you pulled away from him, looking up to meet his eyes. "If it's about you dying soon, i know already" Aki raised a brow at your words and you shrugged, wrapping your arms around him "Denji told me" you clarified, watching the stern expression on his face melt into something softer.

"Look, Aki... do you really wanna go through life without living a little? Don't you want something more?"

Aki would've lied if he said that your words didn't take a toll on him. You were right, he wasn't allowing himself the comfort of normality– getting attached to you, caring. "I just don't want you to suffer. There's no point in you falling in love with me when I already have an expiration date"

You chuckled at his words, placing a soft kiss at the corner of his mouth. "Be a little selfish, Aki. It's your life, don't let it go to waste. Plus, i'm a big girl I can take care of myself."

"You clearly can't" he commented, gesturing at the way you were clinging to him. Aki brushed a frozen strand of hair away from your face, his thumb lingering on your cheek. "I like you too. i really do but... I don't think we should do this"

You looked up at him with those big doe eyes he so adored, blinking a few snowflakes away from your lashes "Okay, you don't think we should, but do you want to?" you asked in a soft voice that made him melt like a wax candle. "It's nothing wrong with letting yourself have the things you want. for once, think about what you want, not what you think is the right thing to do"

You were so goddamn adamant that you were making him give him, so stubborn– but also right. He never allowed himself the things he wanted most. Looking down at you his heart tightened in his chest; you were so beautifully present, so real and certain, unlike any other aspect in his life. He couldn't bring himself to say no to you. So maybe... just once he could have something good in his life.

Aki let out a low sigh. flicking the bud of his cigarette out on the street, he took a deep breath "And how would this work? Are we going to sneak around? You know Makima doesn't take relationships between colleagues too well" You hushed him, placing a finger on his lips "Don't worry about that, Aki. We'll figure out a way." you reassured him, leaning in to press a kiss to his lips and his heart skipped a beat. His arms tightened around you, squeezing you against him as his tongue slipped in your mouth, ripping a soft moan from you.

Aki's mind went blank, all his worries and doubts melting away as he held you close to him. You were far away from home, so he was going to make the most of the alone time you had together. You were right, he thought as he rushed back inside with you and slid under the puffy blanket, dragging you on top of him– you could figure things out. Give it a try at least. But for now he just wanted to give in, to spill all his want in you. So for once, he didn't hesitate when you kissed him, dipping his hand lower down your body to touch you where you needed him most. you hastly unclasped his belt, the sound of metal piercing through the silence of your room and he groaned at your touch, pulling you closer against him. Any trace of uncertainty was gone the moment you sunk low on him, moaning softly into the needy kiss you were sharing– he knew without a shred of doubt that this was right, you were good for him. And he wasn't planning to let you go.

[trulybetty]

choices.

pairing: joel x reader word count: 628 warnings: none, just a itty bitty ficlet that we're yeeting out with no edit estimated reading time: 3 minutes summary: I'm procrastinating and Joel is Christmas shopping. ao3: linked

Joel was defeated before he'd even stepped foot in the department store.

The piped in Christmas music was too loud, the place too damn hot and he was staring at the two options in his hands, his brow knit together so tightly you'd think he was trying to solve the mathematical complexity of undoing one of Tommy's equations resulting in an odd number of cuts on a kitchen renovation.

To him, there wasn't a damn thing different between the two dolls—same wide eyes, same ridiculously sparkly dress—but he knew better, he knew his kid. Sarah was seven years old, the kind of seven that noticed everything. She'd never say it, but he'd know it. He just wished he'd paid more attention when she'd been chatting his ear off on the way home from school the other week. His free time was limited and that meant this was his last chance to finish shopping for Sarah.

Joel exhaled through his nose, he shifted the box edges in the palm of his hands, like maybe holding them a little differently might give him the goddamn answer.

You drifted by the aisle again, Ellie's list clutched in your hand. Extensive, and punctuated with her trademark illustrations including doodles of aliens and guitars. You were still scanning for the Lego set she had not stopped talking about for weeks. The kid already had the cunning of a detective. You were starting to suspect the actual set did not exist, just a ruse to suss out whether Santa was truly real or not.

But, as you scanned the shelves, looking for what could be the impossible, you noticed Joel Miller stood still in the same spot you'd noticed him in earlier.

"You're still here?" you asked, raising a questioning eyebrow.

Joel didn't look up from the dolls in his hands, "What's the difference between Deluxe and Ultimate Edition?"

You stepped in next to him and looked over the options in his hands, they truly were identical dolls and you weren't entirely sure why this had kept him rooted to his spot.

"That one has a red scarf and that one has a blue scarf?" you proposed after a moment of contemplation, "sorry."

Joel huffed a quiet laugh, shaking his head as he nodded to the crumpled note in your hand, "At least yours gave you a list. Sarah just mentioned this in passing on the way to school: 'Dad, the Snowflake Doll is the best one, and the other one is lame'." He held both boxes up for inspection, "Now we've got Snowflake Deluxe and Snowflake Ultimate."

He gave a quiet sigh and slipped the 'Deluxe Edition' under his arm and returned the other to the shelf. Maybe Deluxe was better than Ultimate, at least sounded better. He knew Sarah would say nothing if it were the wrong one, she was that kind of kid. But he had to pick something, time was not on his side.

"If it makes you feel better, I'm pretty sure Ellie has made up this Lego set as a means to find out if Santa is real."

Joel snorted, he was familiar with the young girl, Sarah and Ellie becoming thick as thieves despite their polar differences since you and your niece had moved to town during the summer.

"Well," he said, checking his watch, he was running late, "good luck with your Lego search. If it doesn't show up, just tell Ellie Santa got stuck in customs."

You smirked at the idea, knowing Ellie would love this plot twist, "Might just do that, thanks Miller," you said, taking off to scour the aisle once more, missing the beat or two Joel took to watch you before he set off for the checkouts.

[dearybuneary]

in an alternate universe where everyone in resident evil village live happily ever after, im always thinking about regressor! ethan having sooo many caregivers who absolutely adore their sweet lil snowflake and the different dynamics they have. mia, heisenberg, chris, the duke, the list goes on! sometimes donna and angie have playdates with little ethan (donna often needs to intervene and tell angie to be nice), moreau has lots of child friendly movies to watch with him and alcina and her daughters will offer to babysit, surprised to learn that this filthy manthing who stormed into their castle is just an itty bitty guy.

[peachsayshi]

💙

ˋ°•*⁀➷ minors / ageless / blank blogs (dni

the snow falls; blanketing everything around you in a sheet of white. you're watching them through the open window, a cup of hot coffee resting between the palms of your hands.

satoru is crouching on his legs, his arms wide open as he looks at his toddler in the distance.

she's postured like a starfish thanks to her thick puffer and wolly scarf. her head is covered in a furry cap with little bear ears sticking out, resting just above her big, beady eyes. you can make out the tip of her red nose, rosy rosy cheeks and blushed lips.

you giggle watching her waddle towards her father. the distance a challenge for her itty bitty legs.

satoru awkwardly moves forward so he can meet her halfway.

"you're almost there, my little snow angel" he coos. "come to daddy"

the reassurance makes her a bit too excited that she falls on her next step, the flurries of snow cushioning her as she drops to her hands and knees.

she looks up at her father, who animates a slightly shocked expression. only a couple of steps away now and with great determination (just like her father), you watch as your daughter pushes herself back up to close the gap of space.

satoru bundles her into his arms, and she almost disappears into the lengths of his limbs. he peppers her fat cheek with kisses, the snowflakes catching onto his feathery hair.

"that's my girl," he proudly announces, turning his attention to gaze at you through the open window. he flashes you a perfect, pearly white grin; his daughter mirroring the same expression and showing off her own partially gummy smile.

[sendpseuds]

6 days until Christmas

"Holy shit. It looks like Christmas threw up in here."

It's hard to tell if Ahsoka's tone leans more toward interest or ick as she lingers in Anakin's doorway, her eyes scanning the various decorations and adornments hanging around his apartment.

"You should have seen my house growing up," Anakin chuckles, checking the Uber ETA on his phone as he pulls on his boots, "This isn't even close."

That house had been dripping in Christmas.

Every room.

Inside and out.

Anakin's one-bedroom apartment doesn't compare.

"Right," she nods, her voice beginning to noticeably inch toward intrigued, "Your mom's stuff. Padme mentioned—"

Ahsoka's words trail off as she steps farther into his apartment, her gaze trailing ever upward, reaching out to touch one of the fluffy felted snowflakes that hang from his ceiling.

It didn't happen all at once.

Slowly at first, going through each box of Christmases past, taking it day by day, putting up a string of lights here and an ornament there until he started to remember — not just what it felt like to walk into a winter wonderland every time he stepped through his front door, but how it felt to encourage his imagination in this way, to be surrounded by art — after that, it became impossible not to let his imagination run where is wanted.

He's used barely half of what was in those boxes, not including the outdoor lights and fixtures, but it feels far more festive and familiar than Anakin ever thought it could without her here.

But she's not.

"Uber's here," Anakin announces, clearing his throat and getting to his feet despite the two minutes remaining on the countdown his phone displays, locking the device and slipping it into his pocket, pulling Ahsoka away from the window where she's examining the hot glue icicles dripping down the glass panes and ushering her toward the door, "We gotta go."

Two steps short of the elevator, Anakin comes to a stop.

"Shit. Sorry. Forgot my wallet."

It's a lie.

Ahsoka just nods, watching the floor numbers on the elevator's display slowly climb as he slips back down the hallway and through the door he hadn't even locked.

"I didn't forget you," Anakin insists to the elf sitting on his bedside table, a soft smile on his lips as he kneels on the floor to bring them eye to eye, reaching up to fix one of the itty bitty buttons on Obi-Wan's teeny tiny cardigan.

There's a good chance Padme texts him when she gets out of work.

Anakin decides Obi-Wan doesn't need to know about that.

"I'll be back before breakfast," he says, hoping it's not a lie, fluffing the little elf's shawl collar and swallowing the strange feeling begging him not to go to happy hour, "We'll have cereal."

It's harder than it should be to get back to his feet, even harder to get his legs to move, peddling backward toward the threshold, lingering a moment longer than makes sense, a wistful whisper on his lips before slipping back out of his own personal wonderland and back to reality—

"Goodnight, Obi-Wan."

[echantedtoon]

Collective Chaos

Early Xmas gift for @karmalizedpixie

The snow looked beautiful today.

The soft snowflakes coming down from the skies fluttering and falling from the dark clouds but there was still enough light peeking out of the silver clouds to allow her to see what was in the sky. Like little shiny diamonds shining in the moonlight and sparkling in the sky on the way down until they joined the ground where they joined the white blanket covering the earth that sparkled more than a thousand strands of studded silk.

Her eyes scanned the beauty before her shivering as the wind blew the cold winter air across her body and dusting her with the sparkling snowflakes. The cool crisp clean air was clean and good as she sighed. And then she hummed as a soft fabric was draped over her shoulders. Eyes blinking she looked on up at the most beautiful pair of blue eyes she'd ever seen. A concerned look the man gave her 

"You'll get cold," his soft voice said as he reached up to start wrapping the blanket around her front. "Or catch a cold. Either possibility makes me sad."

She rolled her eyes but smiled at the loving gesture. "You know that it won't really affect me right? That's not how that works." Despite it she held it in place and began walking again which he followed.

The moonlight shown off the snow a d reflected off the snow like mini sparkling diamonds. The sounds of snow crunching under their feet were the only sounds around them as they walked together back home in the dark night. One arm came to be slung around her shoulders half in a loving hug half in a protective embrace. This moment was perfect.

"....Do you think they're alright?" She hummed in question. "The triplets."

"Oh that again. They're fine. We left them alone before for a little while. Don't worry." She waved him off but he still frowned sadly. 

"I can't help it. Thinking of them being all alone without me makes me sad." Oh he was very attached to them wasn't he?

A hand patted his arm gently. "Don't worry about it. It's only been a few hours, and that festival wasn't that far away. If anything had happened then we would've noticed."

"Hmm. I guess you're right." 

"There you go. Besides they're still little bitty babies. How much trouble could three children get into in just a few hours?"

She shouldn't have asked that.

Because it wasn't long for them to get home and just when they got to the porch- A SHRIEK SOUNDED OUT! Not a shriek of terror. A frustrated little squeal of anger that a child have off when not getting their way. Oh no- Both looked at one another before quickly ascending the porch and reaching for the door. He pulled it back and the two could only stare in bewilderment at what was before them.

Snow was piled around in weird small clumps everywhere. What looked like weird little trinkets from the festival salesmen they kept in their stalls. A teddy bear randomly hanging somehow on the wall slowly fell off landing with a squeak sound. And in the middle of the mess and chaos was three little fuzzy demon children wrestling with a carved wooden log.

"GIMME IT!! I WANNA PUT ON THE SHELF!!"

"YOU GOT TO DECORATE THE LAST WALL!!"

"MINE!!"

Little growls, hisses, claws, and bared fangs accompanied the many shouts as they togged on the log carved into a bear this way and that cursing each other with childish insults and knocking things around in a noisy clatter. Until one of the little ones turned to look up at them and froze. The other two pulled again him until one after one they also looked up and all three froze looking up at their parents. The five of them continued to stare at each other for a long moment until one of the children broke out into a wide smile at them.

"Hi, Daddy!"

"What did you three do this time?"

"We decorated for you! SURPRISE!!"

...Another thing fell somewhere making a thud sound making him sigh again and slowly turned to her.

"You get to clean up this time."

[n4talia-chaparro]

Yep. I almost forgot to share these ugly doodles

I kinda wanted to ramble and info dump about their relationship or any cool information but I didn't wanna spoil them all. Well, I do wanna make a LITTLE. And when I say "little" I mean A LITTLE TINY BITTY BIT OF SPOILER OR SNEAK PEAK and showing info between Kipper and other characters.

(MOSTLY SOMETHING INVOLVING HIM AND BERNICE- not sure if anyone is curious about Bernice and her grandson's relationship or sum.)

Yet again. I don't wanna spoil any. I don't wanna receive any complaints or harsh words from snowflakes so ERM yeahhh :ppp

[jayedshifter]

Hello! We're looking to adopt a few little bitties! If it's alright with you, We'd like if you chose for us, We'll take the bitties you recommend happily! Thank you so much! - Crim

ooooo!!! I would be so happy to try and do a recommendation for you! Though I don’t know too much about your bitties- I’ll try my best to get you a good match!

I think I only know of 7-8 Bitties if I remember correctly of what you have, a rescued Omega(?) being one of them,

I haven’t gotten to know your other bitties too much so I’m working with what I know so far! :D

From what I have seen you have a Swap!Sans (Unsure of Fannon or Cannon)

Fell!Sans

Horror!Sans

your Posttale!Flowey

PostTale!Sans

Rescue Omega Dove

and

Baby Dandilioness

Elimination Round - I Don’t really recommend them- if you don’t want any of my suggestions then I highly advise not getting these bitties if you want to look for yourself! However this is still up to you if you feel you can handle them then I strongly encourage you to try a test run ^^

❌My Pretty Kitty Bitty line is all high maintenance and would put some strain and stress on you, they are also prone to depression and depressive episodes and do better in more affectionate households because they need constant support and reassurance- I would not recommend getting one unless you are willing to commit to them

❌Charmsters Tend to collect weapons and bad things and antagonize other bitties and can be stubborn without an Iceber

❌Iceburs are defensive and untrusting and you will have to take a long amount of time and effort before they ever consider trusting or listening to you

❌Glossers Extreamly bossy and clean freaks

❌Clearboos Extremely high maintenance and clean freaks and become easily depressed without a spotless environment (absolutely no mess or messy items will be tolerated, including makeup, hair, powders and such things)

❌Since you have a rescue I cannot recommend my SugarBob or ‘Candy Killer’ because they tend to cause problems and rile up emotions even with their tendency to be able to ‘sense’ and ‘feel’ emotions and intent more easily then most, they can be quiet independent and sassy but they also melt and get sticky and make other bitties want to eat or fight them (this may not be good with a growing Dandilioness knowing the AlphaTale line which she has from what I can tell almost all of her Bitties have a ‘Cannibal’ trait)

❌Rice and Bouse pair are nippy and territorial not very good for your Posttale Sans to deal with at all especially since they may be intimidated by him and therefore defensive

❌ Shri are loud and vocal and may disturb your other bitties a lot, especially sensitive ones like your Horror bitty type which I find to be sensitive to sound(this is not true with every Horror though and you know your bitty better then I do), Dove and your new Baby Bitty will also be awoken with you a lot in the night since that is when they are most vocal and may deteriorate recovery of your dove by draining their mental health with the lack of sleep

Now that I’ve gotten that out of the Way here are any recommendations! ✅Snowflake Bitties are easy and quick to adjust to a new environment! They love new things and like to explore and would easily settle in! They might need a bit to adjust to your Fell/Edgy bitty but I haven’t a doubt that they would do well with you!

✅Lopy Is a lower energy Bitty that is great with young bitties and children and will be happy to help around! Because you have a baby bitty in your home they will not experience any heats until the Bitty has matured fully, they can be a bit finicky and sensitive when it comes to hotter temperatures but they are a sweet and caring companion that will adjust well to others!

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✅Fluffsters are extremely softhearted, loving, and affectionate! They are a bit more used to Fell types due to the several types within my shop so they should do okay with your edgy, they will still get sad but not too upset, they can be sensitive but since you seem to be a bit experienced with more delicate types I think they could be a good friend for your Dove ^^

✅ButterBoos are a lot larger then most bitties but they are extremely kind and patient and will listen and help where they can, they adjust easily and tend to nurture other bitties without being asked to, however if you do something they absolutely don’t agree with such as harm another person on purpose without reason they will start to distrust you

✅Cloudys are a very laid back bitty that enjoy mornings and sunrises, they are very peaceful and enjoy quiet times with others

✅Slimester are very parental and kind! They enjoy the company of others and do well in large households especially those with young children! And they tend to be friendly when meeting new bitties

✅Wiggles are a very high energy Bitty and seeing you have a swap made me immediately think of this bitty, they are a high energy type and will help to burn off your swaps energy, they are sweet kind and helpful and love making new friends and companions! They also encourage self care and health and help people through rough patches within their lives ^^

I do hope that they fit well with you and your household ^^ you do not have to adopt all of them it is quiet a large group after all but if you do I can guarantee a lot of love and chaos

[iboatedhere]

Thanks @liminalmemories21 for the tag.

I have a bunch of holiday themed fics from my Check Please era.

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Cookies And Conversations - Jack and Bitty spend Christmas in Georgia.

Down On The Waterfront- The waterfront is packed. Jack has never seen this many people along the bank of the river. He didn’t even know there was this many people in Providence.

You Can Count On Me-“Hey, Bits. You’re probably still asleep. It’s quarter after five here so that means it’s what….seven-fifteen in Rhode Island? The time differences have been screwing me up all week but I’m pretty sure that’s right. You’ve definitely hit the snooze buttons a few times at least. Anyways, I’m just calling because I’m still at the airport. There’s a snowstorm coming into Denver and they’ve delayed a ton of flights. It sucks but I promise I’m going to make it in time, okay? You don’t need to worry about it. A promise is a promise and I’ll be there even if I have to Trains, Planes, and Automobiles my way home…….shit. They just delayed us again. But I’ll be there. I love you. Both of you. I’ll call you when we start to board. See you soon.”

Let Your Heart Be Light -“Jack. Sweetheart. If these cookies don’t work out,” he drops his voice to a whisper, “I’m going to have to bring store bought cookies to holiday parties.” “I won’t let that happen.” He pats Bitty’s butt and tells him to get going.

Christmas In The Air-Snowflakes swirl around them as Jack follows Bitty through the maze of trees.

Mistletoe Kisses -Shitty hangs the mistletoe in the entryway to the kitchen and it feels like a personal attack.

Snowmen and Snowball Fights- Shitty flings his bag towards the porch and dives into the snow. “C’mon Jack. The kids grow up so fast.” He points at Bitty and Bitty gasps in offence. “We have to enjoy the time we have with them.”

Do You See What I See?- Jack might have one eye on Tater but the other is on Eric Bittle, Head of Public Relations, who is standing very close to him and smells very good. Like vanilla and sugar and the spice of the mulled cider that he’s ladling into his cup.

Beneath The Winter Moon- Bitty has checked his phone every two minutes for the past hour and the only thing that ever changes on it is the time. There’s never a new text or a missed call that he didn’t hear over the sound joyful sounds of kids and adults laughing and singing as they skate around the ice. The minutes tick by, there’s no stopping them. There’s no stopping the feeling in the pit of his stomach either. He got stood up. There’s no way around it.

Love And All The Other Intangibles- Eric Bittle's fraught and opaque relationship with Christmas.

Warm Your Bones By The Light Of My Fire -Jack heads out to check on the team in the middle of a blizzard. Bitty stress bakes.

Every Time A Bell Rings- Jack gets injured during a game and when he wakes up in the hospital he's pretty sure he's looking at an angel.

[sweatersinthesummer]

Winter fic roundup

Well, considering I live in a place that barely has a winter, it's a miracle I even have any to list here! Thank goodness for holiday fests.

Stickers of old men and a thousand yen (Schitt's Creek) not gonna lie, the title of this is one of my favorite things i've ever written.

The birthday kiss between David and Patrick didn't happen, and now it's Christmas. What are they going to do when they draw each other in the town Secret Santa gift exchange?

As long as you love me so (Check Please) oh hey I wrote something! A Zimbits future fic.

It's the first Christmas since Jack retired, and it's not going as smoothly as he'd hoped it would.

[Podfic] Merry Christmas, I'm Yours (Check Please) this fic by @doggernaut is so so so good, I beg you to read it or listen. It's so lovely and angsty with a happy ending.

It takes Jack only a couple months after graduation to realize he's in love with Bitty.

It takes him almost 20 years to actually do something about it.

(Or, five Christmases Jack and Bitty spend together.)

[Podfic] snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes (Schitt's Creek) A little wintery bit of fluff.

david slips on a patch of ice and falls in the snow outside the store. patrick comes outside to comfort (and tease) him as he sulks.

The Call of Sweet Things [PODFIC] (in progress) (Harry Potter)

Draco's happy with his quiet, lonely life in Woolbury, spending his days working at Pen Pals and keeping his already tidy flat spotless. But when Harry Potter shows up with pink hair and secrets about his magic, Draco’s carefully upheld balance falls apart. He doesn’t quite know how he ends up decorating Harry's cottage, drinking unreasonable amounts of cocoa, and laughing more than he’s laughed in years, but it's Christmas, after all– and he finally has a chance to set things right.

All I Want For Christmas (Is For You To Stop Talking) [PODFIC] (Harry Potter)

The Niffler's Garden is the most prestigious wizarding nursery school in England and has been for the last century or more. Harry Potter's boys are both enrolled as pupils at the Garden. When he volunteers to assist with the Yule pageant, he has no idea that he'll be working closely with another parent, Draco Malfoy. Although they haven't seen each other much since their own school days, Harry faults Malfoy for not being a hands-on dad to little Scorpius. Will the intense weeks of preparation fan the fires of enmity or something else entirely?

Thanks for tagging me, @doggernaut! Who else wrote some winter fics? Post 'em!

[haveamagicalday]

Battle of the Bitty Babies: Winter Wear (Round 1)

This is a poll in the Duel of the American Girl Dolls. Other polls can be found here

[ponyguru]

Surprise delayed #ponymail for me! When I was unboxing my last #hqg1c order, I thought, gee… didn’t I order the brand new Halloween boy too? I was so excited for him! 🤔 And cleaning my room late last night, I found a box that I’d shoved aside during the panic of holiday cleaning - my Black Friday purchase from HQG1C! 🤣 Which included some blanks (to replace the ones I keep dyeing, LOL!), Trick Or Treat the super cute boy pony (the first one on the new Salty mold!!), glitter island Moonshimmer (pegasus), two little mint dragons, some itty bitties I don’t have in this *exact* color, and the Winter Snowflake Baby and Little Butterfly sets - which each came with a bonus item! So now I have two extra Puppy Love plush! 🤣 And an Artistry girl! Woo hoo! Maybe delayed gratification is a real thing? 🤔 Naaahhh! 😜

[scrumpy-swillin-scotsman]

If a grain of sand went missing would you notice?

There’s nae a snowflake’s chance in hell I’d notice somethin’ as wee bitty as tha’, nae even if I was sober!

[arti-evatt]

I would like to make an eternal document on the internet of the stickers on the back of my phone

(in order from oldest to youngest)

Baby fox

Black panther from Spidey team

Hellcat

Itty bitty dinosaur(triceratops)

Grave digger Valentine

Wrangler 75th anniversary

Lemon slice

Paper airplane

Weird squiggle

Quip

Charlie Morningstar

UPF 50

Vision

Corn

the " IS THAT YOUR FACE? OR DID YOUR NECK THROW UP?"

Parrot

Rainbow snowflake

The sticker of a cupcake of the devil

Some honorable mentions (not stickers)should be the sticky note that is on my phone behind the case that has the directors email for one of the plays I was trying to audition for but it got overridden with anxiety at the audition and had to excuse myself, but the director was nice and she gave me her email saying I could just record my audition and send it to her AND the sparkly Polaroid-like print of Tsumugi Aoba from from Ensemble Stars that my friend Lasagna gave me for my birthday that just sits between the phone and its case