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Mochi... I have never heard of such a thing. What sort of fillings are normally used, besides sweet legumes? Jams? Jellies?"
I agree, naturally, Aradia. What sort of desserts do you like, by any chance? I enjoy baking a considerable amount, so...
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I agree, naturally, Aradia. What sort of desserts do you like, by any chance? I enjoy baking a considerable amount, so...
I quite like chocolate cake, personally, though most standard e%pressions of chocolate in baked goods are one of my vices.
Hello there! My name is Chiron, and it is nice to meet you.
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I quite like chocolate cake, personally, though most standard e%pressions of chocolate in baked goods are one of my vices.
Hello there! My name is Chiron, and it is nice to meet you.
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hi! whats y0ur fav0rite f0rm 0f dessert
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Behold, the delightful frog upon his throne. Chiron nodded politely to Angie, eager to meet her chickens cluckbeasts. Seeing beasts and fowl being raised by others always put a smile on his face. He followed behind her, careful not to disturb any of Angie's or Donna's things, and joined her outside.
Was the coop homemade? It was a bit crooked, yes, but it had charm and it seemed to do the job just fine! And look right there, it was the ladies themselves! He watched with a slowly growing smile as the chickens approached, and he crouched down a bit closer to the ground to look at them more closely.
"Orangejello... Henn and Teller... and Lemonjello... I am not certain I understand your naming choices, but I feel your choice of names has given them a lot of character."
He wasn't about to pet them or anything, but he was going to admire them as they drew near.
Angie could understand it well enough, so she didn’t push further. Sometimes actions and things speak louder than words- or it’s simply an easy way to start a conversation, even.
She gives that plush frog another big squeeze before carefully plopping it on the nearest surface, making sure it’ll stay put before motioning for Chiron to follow her.
“C'mon! They’ve been so lovely… And we’ve got some extra eggs if you’d like a few!” She tuts as she leads him through the kitchen and out the back door. Not very far from there, Chiron would be able to spot the sort of crooked wooden coop perched in the middle of a clearing.
Angie clicks her tongue loudly and a couple of little feathered heads pop up from the tall grass- two fluffy hens waddle out towards them with one smaller hen trailing cautiously behind. Angie points at them as they approach.
“That one’s Orangejello, that’s Henn and Teller, and that one’s Lemonjello! LJ isn’t as cuddly but she’ll hang out at least…”
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I wanted to post this here- my kismesis gave me this amazing suit of armor, and I thought it'd be a shame if no one else got to see it.
((Art commissioned from @kapitein-oranghien-29 (content of blog may be nsft), I have been delighted about this for months.))
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Snail!! Her name is Peaches 🐌
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Just fast sketches with different traditional materials
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I wanted to post this here- my kismesis gave me this amazing suit of armor, and I thought it'd be a shame if no one else got to see it.
((Art commissioned from @kapitein-oranghien-29 (content of blog may be nsft), I have been delighted about this for months.))
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Nails did Hair Did Body right Teeth white Knife sharp
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Of course, Angie’s also very good at taking care of her cute little friends… This frog will certainly get his share of cuddling, but she knows how to keep such a thing from going completely flat too soon…
Angie’s simply beaming happily up at him once she’s released, arms now both wrapping around the gift to nuzzle in a bit against it. She nods a little as she listens to him before her smile softens a bit.
“Oh, you don’t have to apologize! Time gets the best of us all, you know… I’m just happy to see you again! You’re always welcome to say hello and maybe pop by sometime!” She reaches up to give him a warm pat on his arm before she gently gives his sleeve a little tug, bouncing on her toes.
“Ah! Did you still wanna see my chickens? They should be up pecking around outside right about now!”
With the frog properly delivered, Chiron could rest a bit easier now. It wasn’t like he thought he could bribe himself into a friendship or anything, he just... you know. Wanted to make up for the absence somehow.
“Well... in that case, thank you very much. I do need to try to make time better, I often feel like I have to be in two places at once, nowanights...” Her enthusiasm was contagious, though, and he was smiling with excitement.
“Why, yes, I would love to, Angie! Please, show me the way.
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There’s no such thing as too plump… Angie’s about hugged the thing into a figure-8 sort of shape before finally letting it fill itself back out.
“You did really well! Gosh I’ve not crocheted in some time, this makes me wanna get back into it!” Angie laughs lightly before giving a squeak. Big hug! She’s more than happy to return it the best she can, almost quivering in his grasp as she lets out a contented little hum before they finally part.
“It’s super cute! I love it! Thank you, Chiron…” She smiles warmly, now back to touching over the little details now, wiggling a little knitted arm. “Oh, you could’ve given me anything and I’d love it you know! But I do have a soft spot for froggies… What made you think to make something for lil ol me, huh?”
Ah, delightful. That was the sign of a well loved plushie, you know? Getting hugged and squeezed until they’re a bit deformed or worn out. Of course, Chiron had tried to make this one so it could survive for a Long While - after all, hadn’t Angie said she was about a century old? This thing would have to be Durable.
“Hehe. Well, I would love to see any of your crochet work, Angie. I am certain it is lovely.” He made sure to let her go once she hummed in contentment, deciding to take it as a very very subtle signal she was done with the hug now. He wouldn’t want to make it weird.
“Even so, it is always best to customize gifts to their receivers. I do not think a plush hoofbeast would have the same effect, now would it?” He didn’t know entirely how to answer that question though. “Well... I’ve been doing some work on my knitting and crochet during my downtime, and not too many of my other associates or friends would have much to do with a plush toy... and I had realized I had not visited you in quite some time, so I thought to perhaps give you an apology gift. I hope that does not provide any offense?”
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“Oh, you made it?” Angie’s gentle teasing then shifts to a purely happy beam, dark eyes crinkling up with her smile. “Aw… you didn’t have to, that’s so sweet of you…”
She blinks when she’s offered a soft knit… orb? It takes a beat before she notices the details and her politely confused expression then immediately lights up, eyes practically sparkling as she lets out a squeal and hugs the plush tight!
“Oohh! Oohh my gosh it’s so cute! You MADE this??” After hugging it near enough to fold it in half, she gives the plush frog a break to hold it out once again to look over it, fingers gently trailing over a line of stitches. “It’s so well made… Thank you, really! I’m… thanks!”
Angie looks up to him again, smiling before she frees an arm to hop on her toes, getting just high enough to sort of hug that arm around his shoulder.
“Yes! I have been getting quite a bit of practice with knitting and crocheting beast shapes.” He answered, once she realized what he had given her. Chiron’s pusher had fallen a little having seen her look so puzzled - he always thought she liked those incredibly plump amphibians. Thankfully, her change in demeanor told him she just hadn’t recognized it at first. Perhaps it was a bit TOO plump.
The plush was fairly weighty, and it sort of sprung back a little when hugged, so it held its shape, mostly. It’d end up getting a little lumpy with repeated hugs, but one could always shake or jostle it back into a better state whenever one liked.
“I am so very pleased you like it! Perhaps I made the amphibian features a bit too difficult to see... I thought a nice big one would be nice.”
He crouched down (or even knelt, if necessary) to give her a nice big hug.
“I also jumped to the conclusion you would prefer an amphibian over anything else... I hope I was correct?”
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