#her favorite villager was lottie :]

[sonzies]

happy birthday to my mom

#doodlez #animal crossing #lottie #lottie animal crossing #rover #rover animal crossing #she won't be able to see this but #her favorite villager was lottie :]

[crazyunsexycool]

I love MLL so much!❤️ I was wondering if you’d ever do a chapter or even a smaller drabble of what it’s like to live at the compound as a family? are the kids mostly in the “apartment”? or how do bucky and reader balance their work/life? because I feel like it would be tough to be completely off duty as an avenger

Hi darling this is a great question and I haven’t really added a lot of this into the story but here it kind of goes:

Also this is a full on it takes a village type of situation!

Parents/Avengers

The alarm went off sooner than either you or Bucky would have liked. Still you didn’t have a chance to hit snooze since your day would be busy. You do your morning routine while Bucky heads to the kitchen to make coffee. After you’re dressed you head into the kids rooms who have slowly started to wake up. Bucky had laid out outfits for them for the day which you were grateful for because it was one less thing to do now.

Henry was the first one dressed and out in the kitchen. Lottie was a different story. You had to coax her out of her sleep slowly or she would be grumpy the whole day. Once you finally got her dressed you grabbed both of their backpacks and headed to the kitchen where Bucky had already made a quick breakfast.

Bucky was the first to leave, with a kiss for each of you and a reminder that he would meet you at the medbay to take the kids. You and Bucky were still in search of a good nanny for them because being an Avenger was so unpredictable you wanted someone that could live in the compound. But no one felt right just yet. So you opted to trade the kids back and forth for the moment. They loved it so you were safe for now. Your morning was mostly spent in the small office you had in the medbay finishing up reports for any injuries that could have been sustained during a mission. Every once in a while Henry would ask you something or Lottie would ask for something so you would stop but they mostly entertained themselves. Their backpacks had some of their favorite toys, books, tablets and even snacks. And they just looked so cute walking around the compound with them.

Just in time Bucky knocked on your door. The kids ran to him, excited because they knew they’d be spending some time outside even if it was just watching Bucky train the recruits. The kids had become popular with them since anytime they finished a lap or course Lottie loved to cheer for them and award high fives. Henry loved to join them on their laps and even out run them. If they weren’t too far from the jungle gym Tony had set up a while back Henry would lead Lottie there instead and they would run around freely.

At some point Wanda took over and she happily had lunch with them. Since she didn’t have much else to do she stayed with them for a while. After that Steve took them because they wanted to do something fun and he had some free time to paint. It gave you time to train with Sam.

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Just when you thought you’d be free of Avengers duty for the evening, Fury called in a last minute briefing. With no one to watch the kids you and Bucky had no choice but to take them with you. The four of you were the last to arrive and Fury glared in your direction when he saw the kids take a spot in the corner.

“They can’t be in here, we’re going to be discussing highly classified information. Have you considered getting a nanny?”

“When you find a military grade nanny that can handle two super soldier kids with special abilities, please send them our way. For now since you decided to call this last minute meeting they are going to sit in that corner. They have their tablets to keep them busy. Now can we start?”

There is as a bit of a stare down between you and Fury, which he broke when he felt a tugging on his pant legs. Lottie was standing beside him with her arms stretched out.

“Uppies.” Others in the room snickered when Fury sighed and picked her up. “Hi.”

“Hi. Are you going to let me give this meeting?”

“Yeah.” She smiles before looking toward everyone in the room and waved. “Kay, go.” She says to Fury as if she had been getting everyone’s attention in order to help him.

Clint snorts and Steve huffs out a laugh. The others smile or chuckle.

“Watch your back Hill, seems like someone is gunning for your job.” Tony teased Maria.

The meeting goes off without a hitch. Lottie ended up sitting with Henry again and when the meeting was over you finally got to go home.

The night was spent cuddled up watching a movie. Then it was off to bed for the kids just to start the whole thing over again the next day. Fortunately for you and Bucky you hadn’t been called out to a last minute mission. But when it happened you had your friends to help out.

#val answers #you’ve got mail 💌 #my little love drabble #my little love ask #my little love extras #dad!bucky x reader #Bucky Barnes x reader

[kappanaiiscrossage]

Random assortment of headcanons (special NPCs)

((Remember, these are my personal hcs of the AC characters, some might be somewhat based on canon, some are completely made by me and not meant to be taken as canon.))

-Tom and Sable actually have a very dark sense of humor, they just hide it.

-Leila (Kapp'n's daughter) has a speech impediment, she's an older kid, the "baby speech" shown in the game, is because of that.

-Timmy and Tommy have a speech impediment too, the repeating after its sibling thing it's a way to cope and improve their speech.

-Mabel suffered from frostbite at some point of her childhood, now her fingertips and completely numb.

-Isabelle's teeth are slightly crooked and shaped weird, due to her tendency to open everything with her mouth.

-Sounds like a joke, but Dr. Shrunk has a real psychology degree.

-Lloyd has a whole team of contractors made and run entirely by gyroids, and yes, you guessed it, all of them are named after him.

-Jack can shift sizes and appearence, but to not intimidate mortals he sizes around the height of the villager.

-Brewster is not awkward, he's just silent, however, depending on the person, he can cause awkwardness on them.

-Also, just like Shrunk, Pascal has an actual degree on marine biology, he just wasted in on pot and a boathouse.

-Lottie wears a lot of makeup because she's very baby faced and wants to look of her age.

-Celeste hasn't graduated yet, she'll graduate soon tho.

-Considering his shanties, Kapp'n is a HUGE momma's boy, but not in an unhealthy way.

-With adequate sleep and outside of her job, while still pretty snappy, Phyllis becomes easier to approach.

-As much as Harvey hates technology, he had to get a phone because harriet basically forced him to, of course its all because if there's an emergency, she gets to know. She got him a flip phone, no complicated technology bs for Harvey.

-Rover went to college with Nook before quitting college.

-As I mentioned before, Gulliver is pretty much dead, probably died between ACCF and ACNL, pretty recently.

-Resetti has two children (that are already adults), he hasn't seen them is quite a while, often leaving him thinking all he could've done wrong.

-Harriet's hair has an odd shape because of a failed diy perm.

-Blathers is an actual insomniac, Celeste on the other hand is a night owl with no insomnia.

-As I mentioned before, there are two faceless fellows, Blanco and Blanca, I decided to make them twins since 1. They had their sexes changed on their release (male in Japan, female on the rest of the world) 2. They seem to be in charge of different roles.

-Talking about Blanco and Blanca again, they seem to have favorite victims subjects, Rover seems to be Blanco's favorite, while Blanca only appears if she's interested enough in you.

#representative speech #animal crossing #special npcs #headcanon #drug mention #tw: death #tom nook #sable able #ac leila #timmy nook #tommy nook #mabel able #ac isabelle #dr. shrunk #ac lloyd #ac jack #ac pascal #ac lottie #ac kapp'n #ac phyllis #ac harvey #ac rover #ac gulliver #mr. resetti #ac harriet #ac blathers #ac blanca #ac blanco

[crowtrobotx]

What does karl do when Lottie is being a shit? Like I'm talking 2 year old tantrum over a problem that cannot be solved? This is assuming Kris is not there to be the #adult

Now, see, this is an interesting question. Because on the one hand, I think he himself is also a little shit and prone to tantrums. Like I truly think that in spite of his unhinged "we can use your baby as a weapon" moment he would actually get along with little kids very well, whether he intends to or not. On the other, I can also see him fumbling this situation so damn hard lol. I think his gut reaction in almost every scenario would be to try and fix it, even if it is one of those unsolvable problems you described. He's a fixer! A mechanic! An engineer! He solves things! Not enough live bodies to recruit into your revenge army? Reanimate them! Easy! And when it turns out he can't? Sit on the floor and scream with her! (They both tucker themselves out and fall asleep.) In all seriousness, though, I think the first few times it happens he probably doesn't react well. He's probably in her face unintentionally yelling like "WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO ABOUT IT" which only makes her freak out harder. I'm not so far gone into my Heisendad delusions to think he wouldn't have a learning curve to get over, like any parent. It's just that in his case it's less a learning curve with specific regard to children and more just... general human interaction, lol. He doesn't like seeing her sad/upset at all, and once he thoroughly fucks it up a few times he starts getting a better hang of it. He starts being goofy and trying to make her laugh, or he just lets her wail it out (I can see him being one of those 'she's EXPRESSING HERSELF!' dads who refuses to intervene in truly unhinged behavior) bc frankly he likes to yell and swear when he's upset and he always feels better for it! However, in one of those ridiculous "reasons my toddler is crying" situations where she becomes like, inconsolable because he informs her that he has a real name other than Papa lol I think he'd probably. Panic. As I said, his natural urge is to invent/fix, and as the hysteria over not being Lottie's favorite person for even a moment mounts he'd start doing utterly wild shit. He goes around the village demanding everyone start referring to him only as Papa, not Karl or Heisenberg or even Lord Heisenberg. (Everyone thinks it's a freaky sex thing but in reality he's just desperate for a 2 year old's approval.)

#asks #now i'm imagining lottie settling just long enough to inform him it's not really that he has a real name. it's that his real name is KARL. #“I CAN'T BE THE DAUGHTER OF A KARL. YOU COULDN'T AT LEAST BE A STEVE???” #(she's very verbose for a 2 year old i guess lmao) #chrysalis (fan fic)

[dreamwritesimagines]

I like to think that Edmund was the only one who always knew about Anthony's feelings for Lottie among the Bridgertons. I think he saw how his eldest son's eyes followed her around the room or the garden or wherever they were. He knew his son was in love before Anthony even knew what love was.

He'd just chuckle to himself whenever Violet started going on one of her tangents about how cute of a couple Lottie and Benedict would be one day, and how she already had half of their wedding planned. He was playing the long game. He was waiting for the day Anthony announced he had proposed to Lottie to say that he knew all along they'd end up together. No one in the family would believe him but that didn't change the truth.

But he knew his son and he knew the boy needed help. So whenever Lottie was staying with them at Aubrey Hall and wanted to visit the nearby village he'd say "Anthony's afternoon just cleared up, he can take you" and assign them a chaperone that honestly couldn't care less because they all thought the real danger to Lottie's reputation was Benedict.

Edmund would just smirk whenever Anthony made some offhand comment about Lottie. They'd be riding the horses, pass through a field of flowers and Anthony would point to a specific one saying "that's Charlie's favorite". (Since he only started calling her "Charlotte" after his father died, she was still "Charlie" to him back then).

He felt bad for not pointing out moments like these to Violet - who was too busy gushing over what was nothing more than friendship between Lottie and their secondborn -, but she knew so much about their children already. She knew when they were hiding something, and she was the one they often went to for advice. He liked having this one thing, this one secret, to himself.

And, when the time came, he'd pull Anthony aside and tell him all he'd need to know to win over Lottie. Not that it would be hard. The girl was clearly as infatuated with Anthony as he was with her.

Wait wait wait-

Ooooh my God-😱😱😱

Darling, this is such a good HC! ❤️ Oh I love this! ❤️

He'd just chuckle to himself whenever Violet started going on one of her tangents about how cute of a couple Lottie and Benedict would be one day, and how she already had half of their wedding planned. He was playing the long game. He was waiting for the day Anthony announced he had proposed to Lottie to say that he knew all along they'd end up together. This is so sweeeet! Like, I can totally see this happening, Violet had so many ideas about their wedding and Edmund would just go like "We'll see dear." ❤️🥰 He knew Anthony so well! ❤️❤️❤️

So whenever Lottie was staying with them at Aubrey Hall and wanted to visit the nearby village he'd say "Anthony's afternoon just cleared up, he can take you" and assign them a chaperone that honestly couldn't care less because they all thought the real danger to Lottie's reputation was Benedict. Wait but Edmund playing the matchmaker with them very subtly?! 😱😍 That would be adorable! Like, no one around them would be aware of it and Anthony would be so happy for spending time with her and Charlotte would be so excited and almost giggly😍

Everyone keeping an eye on Benedict whenever he and Charlotte was sneaking around because they thought he would make a move...😂

ANTHONY KNOWING CHARLOTTE'S FAVORITE FLOWER-

My heart, my hearttttt😍❤️❤️

He liked having this one thing, this one secret, to himself. Excuse me while I cry-

Darling, you are so talented OMG I'M STARING AT MY SCREEN SMILING! 😍❤️ This is absolutely amazing, thank you so so much for this! ❤️❤️ ILYSM! ❤️❤️❤️

[omgdidyouseethat]

🎮 lottie and sage!!! and 🐹 gillian…

🎮 If your OC lives or would live in the modern world, would they like video games? What would be their favorite game?

Hmm, Sage is not a gamer. Lottie definitely likes animal crossing a lot Sage definitely watches her play (and maybe been bullied into playing) Lottie likes her towns (was the last one an island??) to be as nature themed as possible. All her villagers are bears or the cubs. She likes showing the pink villagers to Sage and giggling.

🐹 Which would be your OCs favorite Pokemon? What kind of trainer would they be?

For Gillian this one is hard I originally was like oh this is easy but then I kept thinking and landed on ghost types! It would definitely be her and her whole crew as ghost type trainers definitely fitting the theme of haunted by your past actions

For Gillian specifically she'd have a Mismagius, chandelure and froslass

#grenadineghost #ty so much for the ask and sorry for the late response #I was working and I'll never be free

[buck-buck-boose]

I'll Love You 'Til I Die

Masterlist | Playlist

Summary: A Brooklyn schoolgirl fell in love with James Buchanan Barnes at the tender age of nine. With this love she made a vow, promising to love him until her very last breath.

Pairing: Bucky x OFC

Warnings: Language, pining

Word Count: 2.1k

Author's Note: Thank you for all the patience and support! I love love love seeing replies and reblogs :,)

Chapter Twenty-Three: The Journey to Azzano

October 24, 1943

Yet another sleepless night. A night spent away from the nurse’s tent, handkerchief in hand, with eyes cast towards the heavens. The stars stared back, silent watchers from above; the petrified audience to a grotesque display of gore, violence, and inhumanity. Lottie knew that they were nothing but balls of gas, great masses of fire that drifted in that infinite chasm of space millions of lightyears away. Somehow, her heart still broke for them.

How painful it must be to be a star, she thought, To see the Earth, to see its people, to see the love and hope. To be forced to watch its destruction, its pain. Oh, how the stars must weep, gazing down at the broken bodies of men and boys, women and children, all victims of such a cruel war.

Still, the pain of a star could never come close to the pain of a nurse. The stars would never hold those bodies in their arms, they would never fumble for a tourniquet as blood spilled from a fresh wound, the stars would never have to slide a man’s eyelids shut, his skin cold to the touch.

Lottie was becoming quickly acclimated to the smell and feel of death. It never seemed to leave her skin, no matter how thoroughly she washed her hands. Though they were constantly rubbed raw, she could not rid them of death’s stench or its thick grime that seemed to coat every inch of her skin.

After they’d left Pantelleria, the SSR had scrambled to stay afloat, constantly caught in the crossfire of other Italian campaigns. The Germans had weaseled their way into northern and central Italy, with carnage in their wake, the nurses of the SSR were left to care for their victims. Lottie had come to know death as intimately as one knows the curves of their lover’s body, all the dimples, ridges, and edges.

“No number of bandages would’ve saved him, Lottie,” Gladys would whisper, “We’re nurses, not miracle-workers.”

“If I remember correctly, folks at the SSR sure love to rant about that ‘miraculous’ serum we developed.” “Betty, you know what I mean.”

Lottie wished she could be a miracle worker. The men that she managed to save definitely thought she was, but who wouldn’t think so highly of the woman who saved them from certain death? It would have been a comfort to visit them in the recovery ward, but the SSR would whisk them away, further north and closer to Hydra before she had the chance.

The SSR found themselves in Siano, a village an afternoon’s trek away from Salerno. At another time, it would be quite lovely. The quiet little community was nestled between small mountains, far too grand and looming to be called hills. The greenery was lush and the air was crisp, mingled with the saltiness from the nearby sea. A cool, sweet breeze kissed Lottie’s cheeks and became entangled in her curls that had finally been loosed from her strict bun. With every graze of the breeze against her cheeks and every rustle of the grasses beside her, it seemed that the very earth was breathing beneath her. Every movement was a great inhale or exhale that emanated around her; the only calming element to an otherwise restless night.

Their camp was just outside the town, stationed in an expansive field which was quite likely an abandoned pasture. Camp had been sloppily thrown together, after a horrifically bloody day in Salerno, morale was low and they knew their stay would be short-lived. Agent Carter had mentioned that they were urgently needed in Azzano; there was a POW situation up there that involved Hydra. Their stop in Siano, as Colonel Phillips had explained, was merely for recuperation. With a day of bloodshed behind them and several days’ worth of traveling ahead of them, rest was needed by all.

But she couldn’t really rest, could she? Lottie would always be on edge, on high alert, until she had her boys by her side once more. At every camp, in every campaign, she searched for the 107th. For any sign of a USO show. So far, she had come up with nothing. Nothing but disappointment.

All that she could do was gaze up at the stars and wonder if a pair of clear blue eyes were doing the same.

Somewhere in Azzano

Liquid fire in his veins. Muttered words in German. Leather straps that dug into his skin; they kept him from writhing in pain. Days bled together and he could barely find the willpower to stay conscious, blurring the lines between his dreams and reality.

Bucky didn’t know where he was. He didn’t know what was going on, either. All he knew was agony, frustration, and a girl. His best girl, Little Lottie. The first time he’d seen her, he was sure that she was real. He had just undergone the first round of… whatever this was, and all of a sudden, she’d appeared before him, dressed just as she’d been when he last saw her— white uniform, thick stockings, and a heavy coat that seemed to swallow her whole.

He’d tried to yell at her, warn her about how dangerous this place was, but he could only muster a choked groan which had earned him a blow to the head. After that, she kept appearing— every time he was poked or prodded at, she stood in the corner of the room and watched over him with a smile on her lips. His head would loll to the side with exhaustion and their gazes would connect; it was the only glimmer of hope in the midst of his torture.

His Little Lottie would only speak to him in his dreams, but she wouldn’t speak, really. No, she’d do this thing he’d seen her do to Stevie hundreds of times when he was sick in bed. With gentle hands, she would smooth his hair away from his forehead, freeing the sweaty, bloodied strands that clung to his skin. She quieted his groans of pain with soft sounds and breathy hums of her favorite songs— mostly from the musicals they had gone to see in the thirties. Little Lottie was fondest of numbers by the Gershwin brothers, he’d noticed, as she was always humming one of their tunes in his dreams.

Any anger toward her was forgotten, but the fear remained. Fear for her safety devoured him from the inside out; if Hydra ever got their hands on her, there would be hell to pay.

Siano, the next day

“Y’know if you’re gonna make a habit of this, I might as well take your pillow for myself.”

Lottie blinked her eyes blearily, taking in the figure of Betty before her. Apparently, she’d fallen asleep outside. Again. The first time it had happened, they’d been camped out in Salerno and while her companions had gone to bed earlier, she’d attempted to calm her nerves with a midnight cigarette. Suffice to say, the cigarette had done its job, though she’d woken up with a terrible pain in her neck.

This time, the pain was located in Lottie’s lower back, probably due to the uneven ground she’d fallen asleep on.

“Believe me, Betty, I don’t intend to make this a habit,” Lottie gritted her teeth in pain as she attempted to maneuver herself off of the ground.

Betty sighed and grabbed her hands, heaving her up, “C’mon, we don’t have all day. Colonel Phillips wants the tents down as soon as possible.” She jerked her head in the direction of the other three nurses a few yards away, they were evidently having a difficult time with the canvas and poles of their tent.

The two of them rejoined their group and Gladys tossed a pack to her with a smile, “Your stuff’s all good to go. Figured you needed the extra sleep.” Lottie squeezed her shoulder in thanks and observed Nancy and Mary as they argued over the correct way to pack up their tent.

“First we need to disassemble the poles, then we wrap up the canvas and—”

“No, we need to take care of the canvas before we can—”

Agent Carter stalked toward them with a rather agitated look on her face; only she could look powerful crossing an uneven field in heels. Lottie bundled up some poles in her arms, trying to stow them away in a pack before they could be berated for being the last ones to finish.

“Ladies,” Agent Carter began, voice firm, “You did not go through a year of training just to be the last ones done packing up your tent. We need more speed from you five to reach the one hundred and seventh in time.”

Lottie nearly dropped the metal poles in her arms and choked out a gasp, “The one hundred and seventh?” That was the regiment with the POWs? The POWs that had fallen victim to Hydra? Her heart was suddenly beating a mile a minute, her stomach was all in knots.

Agent Carter furrowed her brow, likely confused by her reaction, “Yes, they were vastly overpowered in a recent battle. We’ve been summoned to provide medical care to the survivors as well as to assist in a reconnaissance mission for information regarding the whereabouts of the POWs.”

She was tempted to ask about Bucky, to see if she’d heard anything about their survivors, but she ultimately decided against it. It was unlikely that they already had extensive knowledge regarding those who had been saved or lost.

“We’ll be done in a jiffy, Agent Carter,” Nancy nodded, removing the poles from Lottie’s grasp.

After another minute or two, their tent was packed away, and each nurse was outfitted with a hefty pack that carried their belongings. Together, the nurses and the rest of the SSR agents began their trek through the Italian countryside, keeping close in their groupings. It would have been far easier to be transported by plane, but the agents had to take as much caution as possible with Hydra's threat level. If traveling by foot kept the lowest profile, then that was what needed to be done.

Lottie’s four companions broke out into quiet conversation to pass the time while fearful thoughts weaseled their way into her mind. What if Bucky really had been taken by Hydra? What would they do to him? Would they kill him? She’d heard of their horrors from Erskine, and she’d even seen their ruthlessness at his assassination. The dark thoughts that began to swim around in her head made her want to be sick. Lottie wanted to double over and retch, to alleviate the sick feeling that crept into her at the thought of Bucky in Hydra’s clutches.

“You alright there, Lottie? You’ve been awfully quiet,” Gladys sidled over to where she was walking, only a foot or two away from the rest.

“I don’t think so,” Lottie began, her voice strained, “I mean, with the one hundred and seventh and everything, I just, I don’t know how to—”

Gladys nodded, a sad look on her face, “I know, it’s a dreadful situation, isn’t it? I can’t imagine how those survivors must feel. Having your comrades stolen away from you in a bloody battle.”

“It’s not just that, it’s also—”

“Oh yes, definitely more than that. Not only the mental anguish but the physical, too. I mean, we’re here for a reason, we’ve got to be prepared for the worst when we get there. I’ve heard they’re in absolute shambles.”

Lottie fisted her hands in frustration, “Gladys. Bucky’s a member of the one hundred and seventh. That’s his damn regiment. And I haven’t a clue of whether he’s dead, alive, or barely holding on in some dingy cell, so I would really appreciate it if you would spare me the monologue about how terrible their situation is.”

Gladys stared at her, a look of shock painted on her face, “Lottie, I’m sorry, I didn’t know, I— gosh, I feel absolutely awful now, I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t apologize,” Lottie grabbed Gladys’ hand to squeeze it, their arms knocked together as they walked side by side, “I just need to think optimistically right now. If I start thinking about all the atrocities, I might go crazy.”

Gladys squeezed back, a faint smile growing on her lips, “You’re right. Think optimistically. I bet he got out of it just fine, with a few scratches though. But he’ll be waiting for us real patiently, waiting for the fine nurses of the SSR to patch him right up.”

She found comfort in Gladys’ words. It was much nicer to picture him that way, sitting in a medic tent cot, wounds scabbed over in blood, with a cigarette hanging from his mouth. Maybe he'd be cracking jokes with the other poor souls stuck in that tent, his eyes alight with humor and that lopsided grin threatening to send that cigarette straight to the ground. He would be a bit battered and bruised, but he’d be there waiting. Waiting for her.

#bucky x reader #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes fic #bucky x ofc #bucky imagine #bucky fic #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky fanfic #james buchanan barnes #bucky barnes fanfiction #1940s bucky #40s!bucky x ofc #40s!bucky x reader #40s!bucky #40s!bucky x original female character #bucky barnes series #bucky barnes angst #bucky barnes ff #bucky fluff #bucky angst #bucky x y/n #bucky x you

[robbesblondebitch]

Little Punk Princess

Request: Robbe and Sander are babysitting Sander’s little cousin. Sander is being annoying because he doesn’t like kids, but Robbe is great with the kid and the kid develops a huge crush on Robbe lol

Thanks for the request love @shipper-of-love 💕 I not only wrote this at 2am, I also wrote this as if Robbe is still living in the flat share and Zoenne never broke up because it’s my story and I say so lol... it’s been a while since I’ve written anything so let me know if you like it! 😊

Robbe glances down at his phone as he leaves his last class, checking for any new notifications. Sander had sent him a text earlier saying that he was going to be waiting outside for him at the end of the day, and he couldn’t focus on much else after that. Robbe smiles down at his lock screen, at that picture he took of them the morning after Sander said he wanted Robbe 100% voor altijd, in elk universum. That had been one of the best nights of Robbe’s life, and he still couldn’t believe that after everything they had been through, Sander was finally his.

He heads out the front doors, searching for that head of bleach blonde hair he loves so much. What he finds instead is a little girl in a frilly pink dress and mini black Doc Martens running towards him, looking like some punk princess, her little arms wrapping around his waist. Robbe huffs out a breath from the impact, thoroughly confused. He looks up to see Sander, holding back a laugh as he runs to pry the little girl’s arms from Robbe’s middle.

Robbe can’t help but laugh back as he kneels down to this adorable girl’s eye level and looks to Sander and back. “And who might this be?”

The girl sticks her hand out in front of her, a confident little smile of her face. “Hi, I’m Charlotte, but since my cousin Sander likes you so much, you can call me Lottie.”

Robbe smiles at Lottie as he wraps his much bigger hand around her tiny one and gives it a little shake. “Hi Lottie, it’s nice to meet you. My name is Robbe.”

She beams as she reaches back to grab Sander’s hand. “I know. Sander told me. He has told me all about you and said you are his favorite person.” Robbe can’t help the blush that spreads across his cheeks at those words. He glances up at Sander, who is also trying to hide the faint pink tint spreading under his beautiful green eyes. “Oh did he now?” Robbe giggles as he stands back up, finally at eye level with Sander and sends him a smirk.

Lottie nods her head profusely, “Oh yep he sure did. He even said you’re an angel. Do you have wings? Can I see them?”

Robbe throws his head back and clutches his stomach, laughing so hard tears start to stream down his face. Sander runs his hand down his face and huffs out a breath, shoving a hand over Lottie’s mouth. “Hey that’s enough out of you.”

Lottie shoves Sander’s hand away and turns back to Robbe. “Hey do you like my outfit?” she asks him as she does a little twirl. Robbe glances down, finally processing what she is wearing with such an odd combination of the dress and shoes. He tilts his head to the side and gives Lottie a shy smile. “Wow umm… it looks great Lottie. I love it.” She beams back up at him and gives him a toothy grin.

“Thanks! My mama said I was gonna be hanging out with Sander today so I wanted to match him. See Robbe, look at our shoes!” Lottie scooches close to Sander, throwing her foot right next to his. Robbe giggles at the startled look on Sander’s face and the sight of Sander’s cute little Mini Me. Robbe bets she likes everything Sander likes, and he totally gets it; it’s impossible not to.

Sander surges forward, grabbing Lottie’s hand and nodding his head for Robbe to follow. “Come. We are not going to stand here all day. We have places to go, people to see.” Lottie pulls her hand out of Sander’s and eyes him. “Well where are we going then? Who are we seeing?” Sander huffs out a sigh of annoyance and looks up, shaking his head. “I don’t know Lottie okay? That’s just something people say sometimes.”

Robbe can see that Sander is getting a bit overwhelmed with Lottie, so he quickly jumps in. “Why don’t we go to my place? I think I have a box of old Legos that I haven’t gotten rid of yet. Lottie, lead the way. I’ll tell you where to go and Sander and I will be right behind you.”

Lottie dances ahead, twirling in her dress as she prances along the sidewalk. Sander takes a deep breath and looks at Robbe with a sweet, grateful smile. “Thank you. My aunt had a work emergency, and she couldn’t find anyone else to take her. I’m sorry I didn’t let you know earlier. It will just be for a few hours I promise.”

Robbe shakes his head, “No, don’t worry about it. She’s adorable.” Sander scoffs and rolls his eyes, muttering an “Okay…” under his breath.

Robbe watches Lottie, stopping to pick a flower and sniff it before putting it behind her ear the way Sander sometimes does with his pencils while he’s drawing. Robbe turns and raises his eyebrows at Sander. “What? Do you not like kids or something? She really seems to like you. The shoes say it all.” Robbe teases.

Sander eyes pierce straight into Robbe’s, sending a chill down Robbe’s spine. “No it’s not that. Well I mean okay, I don’t really like kids all that much, but Lottie’s a good one. I just thought we were gonna have some alone time, that’s all.”

The way Sander said alone time makes Robbe’s heart flutter, and he immediately understands why Sander is a little frustrated. They hadn’t had much time to themselves lately. Any time they are at the flat, there is someone else there wanting to hang out, and at least one of Sander’s parents are always home. He definitely wants some alone time with Sander, too.

“Maybe you can stay over tonight? Once we give this little nugget back to your aunt?” Robbe says with a shrug and an adorably crooked smile. Sander returns his smile, his eyes glistening. “Oh absolutely.”

Robbe smiles innocently and bats his eyelashes at Sander. “Yeah and maybe I can hear more about how I am your favorite person and such a beautiful angel.” Robbe laughs as Sander playfully shoves him and scowls. “Don’t make me take it back.”

Robbe stops walking, feigning offense and grabbing hold of Sander’s jacket. “Oh you wouldn’t dare.” Sander turns to face him, eyes dropping down to Robbe’s lips before flicking up to meet his, “You wanna bet? I seem to remember I won the last one.”

At this Robbe rolls his eyes with a smirk. “That’s because you cheated and you know it.” Sander takes a step closer. “So what? I’m happy I did.” Robbe can feel Sander’s breath against his lips as another shudder runs through his body. “I’m happy you did too.”

Robbe is so wrapped up in Sander that he completely forgot about Lottie, that is until she wraps her little hand around the sleeve of Robbe’s sweatshirt and gives it a tug. “Robbe, I don’t know which way to turn now.”

Robbe and Sander reluctantly pull away from each other, and Robbe notices for the first time that they are at the end of the sidewalk. He tells Lottie which way to go, and she grabs his hand, yanking him along. Robbe looks back at Sander and nods his head to the side. “Come.”

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Robbe is sitting on the carpet in the living room with Lottie, creating a Lego village on the coffee table. He had an old box of Legos in the back of his closet; he had meant to donate it a long time ago, but now he was glad he hadn’t. Lottie is a little ball of energy, unable to sit still for too long, but the Legos seem to be occupying her for the time being. Sander grabbed a spare sketchpad from Robbe’s room as soon as they got back and is now curled up on the couch, alternating between drawing and watching Robbe and Lottie, sipping from a glass of water.

She has been chatting away nonstop for the hour they have been back at the flat, talking all about her favorite colors, books, and songs. She is making sure to ask Robbe questions about all his favorite things too, and she gets excited when they both like the same things.

Lottie has slowly been inching her way closer to Robbe, and he stifles a laugh when she is finally scrunched up against him. She looks up at him with big doe eyes and a big smile, batting her eyelashes.

“Robbe, do you have a girlfriend?” Sander snorts water back into his glass, and Robbe shoots him a look before smiling sweetly at Lottie. “No, I do not,” he says with a little head shake, scrunching up his nose and poking Lottie in the side to make her giggle.

“Okay then, maybe I could be your girlfriend,” Lottie says with a shrug and a smile, looking at Robbe like he hung the moon in the sky.

“Well Lottie, I actually have a boyfriend.” Robbe can see Sander shyly smile out of the corner of his eye. Lottie’s face falls and Robbe feels bad for putting that little frown on such an adorable little face.

Lottie looks back up at Robbe and then to Sander. “So boys can have boyfriends?” Robbe nods and smiles at her before turning his smile to Sander. “Yep Lottie, they sure can.”

Lottie seems to be thinking this over before saying, “Well that’s no good.” Robbe frowns slightly over at Sander and Sander sits forward from his place on the couch. “Lottie, why would you say that?”

Lottie huffs and rolls her eyes before looking at Sander, “Because now Robbe can’t be MY boyfriend!” Robbe laughs and Sander lets out a little sigh of relief. Lottie crosses her little arms over her chest. Sander takes in Lottie’s blush stained cheeks and scrunched nose as he says, “You know, I actually happen to know Robbe’s boyfriend.”

Robbe rolls his eyes at Sander and shakes his head, giggling under his breath. Lottie perks up at this information and scrambles up from the floor, abandoning the Legos. She crawls up onto the couch next to Sander, putting her little hands on his leg. “You do? Is he just as handsome and nice and cool as Robbe? Probably not. Robbe’s the best.”

Sander flinches back in surprise as Lottie gets right up in his face, her big doe eyes shimmering as she unknowingly asks Sander some rapid fire questions about himself. “You’re right Lottie, probably not. Robbe is definitely the best,” he smiles at Robbe.

Robbe gets up from the floor and plops down on the couch on the other side of Sander. “Umm no, I think my boyfriend is super nice and definitely way cooler than me. He’s an artist.” Lottie looks at Robbe in amazement. “Oh my gosh! Sander is an artist too! That is so cool.” Robbe just smiles at his beautiful blonde boy, his eyes never leaving Sander’s. “And he is gorgeous Lottie. He has the prettiest eyes I have ever seen, and his soft hair always brightens up my day.”

Sander softly smiles as Robbe slowly slides his hands around his middle. “And he makes the best croques ever.” Sander drapes his arm around Robbe with a smile, and Robbe nuzzles his head into Sander’s shoulder. Lottie is busy looking around the room, paying no attention to the boys as they snuggle up on the couch. “Wow Sander makes really yummy croques too…”

Lottie finally looks up at the boys, both holding back giggles and smiling at her. She looks back and forth between them. “Wait a second… my cousin Sander is your boyfriend?” She frowns and crosses her arms. “No fair.” Robbe and Sander finally let out their laughs and Sander pulls Lottie into his and Robbe’s laps. Together they tickle the frown right off of Lottie’s face, not stopping until she is giggling and squirming around like a wiggle worm.

Lottie jumps off the couch and returns to her Legos, and Robbe continues to cuddle up with Sander, throwing his legs into Sander’s lap. He reaches for Sander’s sketchpad and sees a beautiful little sketch of him and Lottie playing. Robbe will never get over Sander’s ability to capture the quiet moments like this.

Sander is smiling softly at him, a question behind his eyes. “Do you like it?” he asks shyly. “It’s not totally done yet.”

Robbe sets the sketchpad aside and presses a soft kiss to Sander’s lips. “Of course I love it. I love everything you draw.”

They hear the front door open and voices coming in from outside. The door to the living room opens, and Senne peeks his head in. He nods his head to the boys on the couch and then turns his attention to the little girl on the floor. He steps into the room and looks at the Legos on the table. “Nice Lego houses. I’m Senne. What’s your name?”

Lottie stands up and smooths her dress down before sticking out her hand. “My name’s Charlotte, but since you are really handsome you can call me Lottie.” Senne, Robbe and Sander all laugh as Senne shakes Lottie’s hand.

Sander nudges Robbe’s side before saying “Looks like she got over you pretty quickly, huh?” Sander snickers as Robbe rolls his eyes. “Oh shut up you,” Robbe says as he gently shoves Sander.

Zoë comes in after unloading the groceries in the kitchen, just in time to hear Lottie ask Senne, “So do you have a girlfriend?”

Senne smiles and pulls Zoë into his side, kissing her temple. “Yep, this is my girlfriend, Zoë.” Zoë smiles at Lottie, but Lottie just huffs out a frustrated sigh.

“Ugh, can’t a girl catch a break around here?” Lottie yells, and after a second of silence, everyone starts laughing hysterically.

Zoë bends down to Lottie’s eye level and smiles sweetly at her. “Lottie, you’re young. You don’t need a boy. They are stinky and gross,” she says, earning shouted Hey!s from the boys in the room and a pillow launched her way. Lottie giggles and stands tall, chin high. “Yeah, boys are gross. You’re pretty. I wish I could be that pretty.”

Zoë stands up, holding out a hand. “Oh but you are Lottie. You are so beautiful. Let’s go to my room and have some girl time. Maybe I’ll even do your makeup. Senne, can you start dinner?”

Lottie squeals in excitement as Zoë leads her down the hall, and Senne slips off to the kitchen, leaving Robbe and Sander alone.

Sander takes a deep breath. “Thank god for Zoë! Remind me to thank her later,” he says as he turns to Robbe, bringing his hands to Robbe’s face. Robbe giggles softly as Sander pulls him in for a kiss. Robbe wraps his arms around Sander’s neck to pull him closer, and Sander deepens the kiss, earning one of those soft noises from Robbe that he loves so much.

Before things can get too heated, Robbe pulls back, keeping one hand gripped tight to the front of Sander’s jacket. “Woah, what’s the plan? There’s still a little one inside this flat.” Robbe smirks and Sander huffs out a breathy laugh. “Hah you’re right… knowing her she is going to run into the room any second.” Robbe plants one more soft kiss on his lips before untangling himself from Sander, and not even a second later, Lottie bursts into the room with Zoë in tow.

“Look Sander! Look Robbe! Zoë made me look pretty like her!” She runs over to show the boys her perfectly applied red lipstick to match Zoë’s.

Zoë laughs softly. “Remember Lottie, you are already pretty.” Lottie looks at Zoë and back to the boys confidently. “Yes I am already pretty.”

Robbe pulls Lottie on the couch to settle between him and Sander and pulls up Netflix as Zoë floats off to the kitchen to help Senne with dinner. “Want to watch a movie?”

“Ooh yes something with princesses in it!” Lottie says loudly while batting her eyelashes at Robbe.

Sander groans loudly and drops his head back against the couch with an arm draped over his eyes. Robbe giggles and flips through the Disney movies. “Okay Lottie something with princesses it is!” The movie starts, but Robbe can’t keep his eyes on the screen. Instead his eyes are fixed on his bleach blonde beauty, a soft smile painted across his face.

Sander glances over to see Robbe looking at him and mouths I love you. Robbe winks and mouths back I love you too. Lottie grabs one of each of their hands and clasps them together in her lap. “Watch the movie you two. You’re missing it!” The boys laugh softly, their intertwined hands held together by Lottie’s tiny ones, and they finally tear their eyes away from each other and to the screen.

#wtfock #wtfam #sobbe #robbe ijzermans #sander driesen #sobbe fics #robbe ijzermans fics #sander driesen fics #wtfock fics #zoë loocxk #senne de smet #katie writes #hope yall like this

[mayor-nicola]

🐇🦝

🐇- who’s your favorite resident?

I have a whole gang of boys, but my favorite of all time is Wolfgang. He’s just so nice to me (even though he’s supposed to be like this grumpy dude) like omigod stop. His design is just simple and cute too. We’ve had some good times over the years. I’M HYPED FOR HIS TOE BEANS IN NEW HORIZONS.

🦝-who’s your favorite non-resident character?

Well, I’ve definitely talked about Brewster before cause he’s my pigeon dad and I love him. However, another NPC I really like is Lottie. She’s an otter! (i wish there were actual otter villagers) She’s really cute and girly and her crush on Digby is relatable. 

#thanks for asking! #asks #tama-crossing

[rannadylin]

OC Asks #1, 9, 16, 33, 42, 63, 64, and 69 for the OC or OCs of your choice :)

Thanks! I’m gonna go with Dal for the ones that I hadn’t done yet for her and throw in some of the Citlatl crew and Ianthina for the ones that I had done. :-D

1. What is/are your OC’s nickname(s) and how did it come about? Dal is in itself a nickname - short for Idalia. It’s the shortened form most people use with her, although she also gets called Ida, or Lia, or Dali, and so on. She will joke that the Gilded Vale folk thought Idalia was too big a name for such a small person. Her other nickname is Firefly, which her adoptive parent, Siofra, has called her since she was first left at the temple as a baby. (And from this week’s minisession, turns out her birth mother called her that too, and Idalia is the name the priests gave her I presume. Dal was a bit shocked to hear someone besides Siofra calling her Firefly! @grumpy-jedi, omg the feels!)

9. What does your OC’s bedroom look like?  His/her living area? Lottie’s room is, of course, a mini-library at all times. And pretty messy on top of that. 

16. What is your OC’s strongest childhood memory? Why and how has that impacted him/her? Ianthina’s got a pretty traumatic candidate for strongest memory in the storm that killed her parents along with several others in their village, but prior to that…she’s got a memory of her mama dressing her up in a fancy dress when she was a tiny tot for a village festival and just how much her mother was enjoying the whole process, braiding her little girl’s hair up with flowers and all of that. The impact: though Ianthe can be pretty austere and grim much of the time (priestess of Berath, y’all), she’s still got a taste for finery and gravitates toward finely-made clothes even if it’s just her everyday priest robes, and as much ornamentation as she feels is appropriate for her to augment it with. (I totally just took this ask as an opportunity to justify all the fancy bits I’ve been putting on those dollmakers of her… XD)

33. What subjects interested your OC? Since this looks to be about school subjects, Dal’s Herbalism skill rank suggests Botany would be high on the list; and of course Theology; and Home Ec/Culinary Arts/Family&Consumer Sciences or whatever they call it these days, because her Cooking skill rank is right up there with those first two too. So if you need an orlan to grow some lovely herbs and cook them into a meal all while lighting up the kitchen without adding to your electricity bill, she’s your girl.

42. What makes your OC happy?  Proving himself to be more than just his father’s [spoiled] son makes Anselm happy – using his cipher skills for the good of the community; winning the object of his affections (whether that’s Lottie in Soul & Shield canon or Vi in Deadfire canon) by winning her respect and not out of obligation; not giving in to the sort of selfishness and anger that were his habit when he was younger.

63. How does your OC display love? Did the Love Languages quiz for Dal a while ago for one of these ask lists, and it was a tie between Acts of Service and Quality Time. She’ll find any opportunity to help someone she loves; the quality time one may manifest more as just finding any opportunity to be near them if she cares for someone that she’s still shy around; for a friend (or a love interest should there ever be one) it would be more of making herself available to spend time with them when they want.

64. What are some habits your OC has picked up?  How about that habitual game of Anselm trying to read Lottie’s mind just for fun though it started as training for her in shielding her thoughts? (After they’re together, that game/habit definitely continues though she’s not worrying much about shielding anything from him anymore…)

69. What is your OC’s favorite kind of weather? Dal likes sunshine with a decent breeze. If she must be outside, anyway. ;-D She also likes snow!

OC Asks

#thanks for asking! #idalia #poe god squad campaign #anselm coatl #yolotli itzli #inquisitor ianthina #pillars of eternity #haledamage

[kitlaurie]

Hopes for Animal Crossing Switch

I check for new Animal Crossing Switch predictions/wish lists like, 3 times a day to cope (badly) with the wait for more news. So I figured I'd add my own and hopefully keep the discussion going.

Any new npc/special character. I don't even care what they do or what kind of animal they are.

Any new type of animal villagers, but especially bats. We all want bats. Or maybe possums.

More octopus villagers! I love them so much and I would love it if octopus villagers were more common!

New bugs, fish, fossils, and art.

A new category of museum collectible. New Leaf added diving critters, maybe we could get something like non-art antiques or space/science items this time.

Gulliver's traveling souvenirs (if they come back) as a donatable museum item with their own section.

I really just want the museum to be expanded somehow, it's one of my favorite parts of the game.

Room for at least 15 villagers at a time.

Return of multi-level towns

All villagers from previous games included and no amiibo exclusive villagers.

A separate campsite area that functions like an expanded version of the campground pwp.

More upgradeable/unlockable shops and locations.

Aquariums as furniture that you can put multiple fish in.

More things for Brewster, Celeste, and Lottie to do.

I don't know what else Brewster could do, but I miss having him attached to the museum. It felt like Blathers and him were really close and I don't like having them apart.

I want Celeste to have her observatory back even if it's not for constellations.

Maybe we can act as consultants to decorate villagers homes and Lottie can be the npc for that, like in hhd.

Villager requests that are more interactive. More games like hide and seek, or helping them pick a spot for new furniture, or the fetch quests from the original that would bounce you between multiple characters before you finally got the item back.

Bringing in at least some of the new Pocket Camp items as part of the core game.

A path building tool and set of pre-made default paths.

Being able to write your mom back!

More complex friendships between you and villagers, as well as between villagers.

Craftable items that can be given as gifts to increase friendship. Like flower bouquets or food items.

Weekly events! Small things that happen on the same day every week!

Being able to tell villagers about your hobbies. That way they know if you're really into fishing or gardening right now and maybe even gift you things related to your interest.

Being able to tell villagers about your favorite furniture type, color, etc. for the same reason and so it feels more like they know you.

More space to save custom patterns.

That's all I got for now. Some of it's really basic, stuff that seem like a given for a new Animal Crossing but I don't want to take it for granted. We still have no idea what the game will really be like and it's fun to talk about what we're hoping for!

Edit: Oh, oops. This got super long.

#animal crossing #animal crossing switch #animal crossing 2019 #animal crossing speculation #animal crossing wish list

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🌺 Nickname: Ash 💖Age: 23 🌺Birthday: 19/12 💖Timezone: ACDT 🌺Best Availability: Anytime 💖Fave Villager/NPC: Bluebear 🌺Fave AC Game: New Leaf 💖A little about you: Other than ACNL, I love playing Sims 4 and Pokemon. My favourite Pokemon happens to be lucario.

Ava

🌈Nickname: Vee 🌺Age: 15 (Mentally 5) 🌈Birthday: January 1, 2003 🌺Timezone: CDT (CST during winter) 🌈Best Availability: I’m available about 70% of the time when I’m not in school 🌺Fave Villager/NPC: Favorite villager is Bob (we share the same birthday!) and my favorite NPC is Isabelle 🌈Fave AC Game: New Leaf 🌺A little about me: Starting in September, I will be a sophomore in high school. I suffer from depression and anxiety. I’m in a very unhealthy relationship with my boyfriend but I’m staying in it anyway because I find it too hard to break up with him. My parents are divorced, so I live with my mom until I am old enough to legally move out, but that doesn’t bother me since I get to live with my three year old sister (I swear she’s the most adorable thing ever) and I’m looking forward to having a baby brother sometime near September! I love video games (but nothing can beat Animal Crossing, in my opinion). I also love hanging with friends, reading, and coffee! And of course, the Addicts family❤️

Berkeley

• Nickname: Borkeley, Jo • Age: 23 • Birthday:June 28th, I'm a cancer! • Timezone: EST • Best Availability: Anytime really. • Fave Villager/NPC: Lily + Sable • Fave AC Game: New Leaf or Population Growing • A little about you: I'm a married cat mom, I'm a twitch streamer + i love Gavin Free. Thats about it!

Christina

• Nickname - Chriss or Vicko • Age - 21 • Birthday - July 24th • Timezone - UTC - 6 CST • Best Availability - Mornings and at night • Fave Villager/NPC - For NPC's, Kapp'n and the Porter, for villagers uff I have lots but specially, Molly and Muffy 　. • Fave AC Game - New leaf • A little about you - I love potatoes, anime and manga :3 , also I'm a student from college, I love doing pics editions, draws and such, so if you guys ever need help with thigns related to this, you now know who to call ;) I also can give spanish classes 😝

Emma • Nickname: I don’t really have one but if you call me Em I’m fine with that! • Age: 24 • Birthday: 16th of December • Timezone: PST • Best Availability: Evenings, nights, and weekends • Fave Villager/NPC: Tex and Lottie! • Fave AC Game: New Leaf 😍 • A little about you: I’m a substitute teacher and I’m in the process of going back to school to get my teaching degree! I hope to be an English teacher at either a middle school or a high school. I love reading and writing and I’m really passionate about sleeping 😂

Hanna Nickname: none Age: 22 Birthday: 4th August 1996 Timezone: GMT (Germany) Best Availability: most of the time, but the highest chance is in the evening Fave villager/NPC: Colton, Lobo Fave Ac Game: New Leaf A little about you: My AC passion started with ACWW and I also love Pokémon (Eevee is my fav) and other RPGs like Skyrim and Fallout. I also love my pets (I have a lot^^), reading books and draw some stuff. I’m a student and study the science of language and and literature (but mostly german literature).

 Hannah 👑 Nickname: Han 👑 Age: 24 👑 Birthday: Feb 7th 👑 Timezone: GMT/BST 👑 Best Availability: Evenings and Weekends 👑 Fave Villager/NPC: Chrissy & Cookie, Celeste 👑 Fave AC Game: New Leaf 👑 A little about you: My favourite Pokemon has always been and will always be Vulpix, so when Alolan Vulpix was revealed I lost my shit. I have anime, I write fanfiction, I write stories and edit for a living, I play a lot of other games like League of Legends, World of Warcraft, Persona, Bloodborne - you name it I've probably played it, I love sunflowers and roses, Sailor Moon is my life and aesthetic forever, and finally, I have three cats <3

Jennifer  • Nickname: Jen or Jenny • Age: 21 • Birthday: February 9th • Timezone: UK, GMT • Best Availability: Late night • Fave Villager/NPC : Whitney and Skye • Fave AC Game : New leaf • A little about you I work in retail maybe 2 days a week, I love animals, Disney, games, drawing, reading and writing. Im self teaching guitar and writing songs as a hobby. Tryng to be a vegetarian which is going well, haven't ate meat in a week, yay. The tv shows I like vary in type, I like: The walking daed, Once upon a time and A series of unfortunate events. Movies I like are mostly Disney , the lion king most of all. I also love animals , especially my dog Amber. I do hope to run my own business to rehalibitate pets and wild animals to find homes and re release the healed ones back into the wild. I also appreciate kind and loyal people 💜

Mollie 💖 Nickname: MolflakeMagic (my main gamer tag & online name) 💚 Age: 19 💖 Birthday: December 1st 💚 Timezone: GMT / BST (UK) 💖 Best Availability: Currently Afternoons through to Night unless I'm with family or my boyfriend :3 💚 Fave Villager / NPC: Goldie!! 😍😊 💖 Fave AC Game: Animal Crossing City Folk 😍😊 💚 A little about me: I'm generally very goofy and always looking to make people laugh and smile. I'm currently preparing to move to Nottingham to study at University in September, so essentially preparing to be an official adulty adult xD I play lots of League in my spare time but also love to design on New Leaf, and I'm currently working on completing all the collections for the museum. I also love to dance and I'm also currently starting to learn Japanese :3 When not with my goofball boyfriend or at home, you can usually find me at my grandparents with my doggy Poppy 😍😊

Panyia 🎀 Nickname: Pan/Panini/Pancakes 🎀 Age: 20 🎀 Birthday: Feb. 16th 🎀 Timezone: PST (soon to be HST) 🎀 Best Availability: Depends, usually 12pm - 10 pm 🎀 Fave Villager/NPC: Coco/Celeste 🎀 Fave AC Game: New Leaf 🎀 A little about you: I’m soon-to-be engaged, going to be moving in with my partner very soon. Im usually playing any Harvest Moon game series when I’m not playing AC and helping out with the group. I’ve played other games but it’s too many to name lol. I love watching anime too! They all help me with my mental health and depression, which I try not to let them get to me when I’m helping out with our group ❤️

Ruth 🌸Age: 21 🌸Birthday: 25th December 🌸Timezone: BST/GMT 🌸Best Availability: Usually evenings or any day that I’m off work 🌸Fave villager/NPC: Apple and my fave npc is Kicks ❤️ 🌸Fave AC Game: New Leaf 🌸 A Little about me: I have lived in the south west part of the uk all of my life with my parents and older brother. I love cats so much, I used to have a black cat called Twinkle but he was very ill and passed away from a heart murmur at only 7 years old. I now have a calico called Poppy who I love very much ❤️ I have suffered from anxiety and depression, with the occasional severe migraine (to the point I passed out) since 2013 (but thank goodness I’m nowhere near as bad now) I also love an incredible KPop band called BTS (you may have heard me talk about them already 😛) and playing games like Animal Crossing and Zelda ❤️ Sorry I’m rambling now 😂😂 

#admin list #admins #adminlist #acnladdicts #acaddicts

[queen-scribbles]

I would like to ask Emiri #1, 3, 8, 14, 21; Adela, #2, 4, 8, 16, 17, 18, 19; and Tavi, #11, 12, 13, 14, 18, 25?

EMIRI

1. How many different places have they lived?

Unless boats count, two: Her home village and Caed Nua

3. What is their favorite color?

Purple   

8. What is their favorite food?

Rauatai dark chocolate   

14. Do they like hot or cold temperatures better?

Oh, she hates the cold. Loathes it. Abhors it. (White March was very fun) She’d much rather be somewhere warm

21. How do they react to praise?

Depends on who’s giving it. Most people she’ll probably blush a little and shyly say thank you. Kana she blushes a lot and her halo glows(it does that whenever she’s really happy or excited or various other good emotions) and very shyly says thank you. 

ADELA

2. What is their dream vacation?

Ngl, now that I put the idea in her head, she likes that scholars’ retreat thing with Kana and Lottie a whole darn lot   

4. What is their favorite book?

She can’t pick just one. She loves them all.

8. What is their favorite food?

Spiced pears. They’re delicious and she could eat them all day. Also, chocolate.

16. If they could describe themself in one sentence, what would they say?

17. Do they have any overused catchphrases?

She’s fond of “Well, Actually” when correcting people, but does it gently enough most people don’t get too offended.

18. What makes them laugh?

Lots of stuff. Her younger brothers’ pranks, a good joke, finding the answer to a tricky problem, among other things

19. Have they ever lost anyone close to them? How did it affect them?

No. She came close with the younger boys when they were so sick.

TAVI

11. Have they ever been arrested and why?

hahahah, yes. Brawling, theft, disturbing the peace, there have been several occasions, mostly before her 50s

12. Who would they sacrifice their life for?

Her family, Aloth, Kana, Edér or Charity, pretty much any of her friends, really

13. What are their spending habits?

Somewhere between miser and extravagant. She’s usually pretty careful but sometimes finds something to splurge on.

14. Do they like hot or cold temperatures better?

She doesn’t really have a preference. No one likes extremes, but she’s not picky short of that.

18. What makes them laugh?

Dumb jokes and pranks mostly. Puns. Seeing jerk type people get ironic comeuppance 

25. Do they have any type of handicaps? How do they manage them?

Not really? She eventually collects a few injuries that make joints a little slow, but not enough to really consider it a handicap.

#emiri #adela tecali #tavi illani

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Let your followers love you and write us a ficlet of Karl trying to get Lottie to eat her least favorite food.

This is my first time posting one of these, pls be gentle lol. But thank you very much for sending this, and thank you for your patience! I am old and always tired. And sorry for any bad/weird formatting, I am having a Boomer Moment™️ on mobile and can’t figure out how to do anything.

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Beets Me

Characters: Karl Heisenberg, Original character (daughter)

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None, unless you count swearing and an old man negotiating with a child.

Word count: 1068

Humiliating.

That was the only word that came to mind - Karl Heisenberg was a Lord, a nigh indestructible and powerful demigod who instilled awe and terror in all who stumbled across his path. He could make life from death, had built machines the likes of which no one in world had seen or would ever see again, and for God’s sake he could wield a fucking lightning hammer. He had worked incredibly hard for all of these things, for his reputation, which made the fact that he was currently being bested by his own personal tiny tyrant all the more miserable.

“Lottie,” he called not for the first time, his tone even but with a twinge of desperation. His latest soldat was due to wake up soon, and he preferred to be present lest the stupid things felt the need to have a destructive existential crisis upon realizing they were decidedly not dead anymore. He searched about what passed as the living room, grimacing internally at all of the not-so-childproof items carelessly strewn about.

Is that a rusty bone saw— nope, better not think about it.

He’d already checked all of the kid’s usual hiding places, and it would have been a lie to say there wasn’t a twinge of panic beginning to worm its way up his throat. Most of the horrors that lurked outside and below couldn’t reach her here, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t leave of her own accord - and there was one person he knew he couldn’t stop, not until his army was finished. Not that he trusted a damn thing dearest Mother said, but she’d sworn she wouldn’t take Lottie - she wasn’t a suitable vessel, she’d made that abundantly and infuriatingly clear.

At last, two little grey-blue eyes appeared from beneath a milk crate stashed under one of the many workbenches that littered the factory. Karl quirked a brow, amusement and relief playing on his lips. After a small squeak of alarm, Lottie disappeared just as quickly back into the shadows - as if it would change the fact that she’d been undeniably caught.

Karl snorted, his knees cracking in protest when he begrudgingly knelt to her level. It was fortunate she was cute - the frankly embarrassing amount of shenanigans she got away with made him feel ridiculous. He barely remembered his own father but he knew that he sure as shit wouldn’t have taken this lying down from his own son. Lucky Lottie, he wasn’t his father. He tossed his hat aside and ran a hand through his wiry hair, waiting for her to reappear.

And reappear she did, squishing her nose up against the plastic to get a better view. Stifling a laugh when he saw the rebellious and familiar expression his daughter boasted, Karl knocked politely on the top of the crate. “Anybody home?”

“No.”

“No? Then who’s talkin’?”

A pause. “…Not Lottie, that’s for sure”

Heisenberg sighed, removing his trademark glasses and pinching the bridge of his nose. “Well, Not Lottie, you still have to eat dinner, I’m afraid. I’m running behind already and don’t have time for hide and seek right now.”

The little demon glared out in defiance from the baby jail of her own design. “I hate beets.”

Ah. So she’d seen the cans he’d set on the counter earlier in the day. Observant.

“Yeah, not my favorite either,” he conceded, “but Duke ain’t due back here until tomorrow and it’s dark out. I don’t want to go stomping out there to shake down the village grocer just because you’re being picky.”

Not that he hadn’t been conned into doing that before. Not that there hadn’t been at least three separate occasions where he’d found himself crossing the ancient bridge that separated the Heisenberg Factory from the rest of town and audibly yelled “What the fuck am I doing” to no one in particular. Not that he hadn’t always found it completely worthwhile to see Lottie’s little face light up when he returned with a bag of goodies for the two of them.

“It’s not just beets, y’know,” he attempted to reason with her. “I’m not a monster. There’s some, uh…. Meat of some sort, too.”

Lottie groaned. “But what if the beets touch everything else! They’ll ruin it! Can’t you call the supersized bi—”

“No, absolutely not,” the Lord had never answered a question so quickly in his life. “Although it would be pretty funny to piss her off with a takeout order from those ridiculous kitchens of hers, I think I got on her last mega nerve at the meeting yesterday and she might actually try to kill me this time. Then what’d you do? You might have to live with her. And wear dresses.”

Lottie gasped in horror.

They sat in silence for a moment after, clearly at a standstill. The ambient noises of the factory were much fainter here, amounting to little more than distant humming. Karl could practically hear the gears in that little head of hers overheating while she tried to think of a way out of Beet Hell.

“I’ll tell you what,” he said at last, “you suffer through this hideous torment tonight, and I’ll make it up to you with extra good stuff from the Duke tomorrow. Sound good?” He threw in a good natured wink for added effect.

Lottie drummed her fingers on the floor, her nose scrunching while she considered the offer. “Five donuts this time,” she declared firmly.

“Three,” Karl countered.

“Four.”

“Three and I’ll throw in that new bright ass pink screwdriver you were eyeing last time.”

“Hmm,” Lottie was making an obvious show of trying to sustain the suspense. “I dunno… Maybe… I guess we have a deal.”

“Perfect,” Karl grinned. “I’d shake your hand but you’d have to come out for that.”

“I’m comin’, I’m comin’,” she grumbled, the sounds of shuffling now audible from beneath the crate.

Karl rose with a grunt, satisfied with the negotiations. He returned his shades to their proper place and glanced at the grimy old clock that hung sadly in his makeshift living quarters, relieved to see that he still had plenty of time to feed the little gremlin and get back down into the bowels of the factory.

He hadn��t made it but two steps toward the kitchen when he heard an uncertain voice call out from behind.

“Papa?”

“Yes, princess?”

“I think I’m stuck.”

#I can’t believe I’m putting this in the tags I have truly lost my mind #my mediocre writing #karl heisenberg #resident evil village

[thelarriefics]

TOP 10 QUICKEDWEEN FICS

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 All from one glance.

Harry is a curatorial assistant at the London Museum of Natural History, on the day of the big annual gala he catches a glimpse of someone unexpected.

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You Look So Wonderful in that Dress

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This Winter’s Day

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Louis is Harry's stablemaster, and when he falls ill and his mother turns to Harry to help her try and find someone he can settle down with, it's only natural that Harry suggests himself.

Far Afield 

Harry Styles is a witch who owns the best flower shop in Manchester. Lottie Tomlinson is planning her wedding, and brings her brother along to her first appointment. Both men have been having a bad day and sparks fly.

The Sunshine Stays

It's three years after One Direction got back together, and Harry and Louis have just come off a world tour. They're enjoying a much more relaxed schedule the second time around, allowing themselves to bask in married life. Until, one day, Louis surprises Harry on vacation, and there are some surprising consequences. 

Wrapped in Red  

Louis backs himself into a corner and has two days to find a date to bring to the Horan Family's big annual Christmas party to both appease his mother, and show up an ex-boyfriend. In the midst of Christmas shopping and trying to work out his dilemma, he meets Harry Styles, the cute volunteer behind the charity gift wrapping booth.

If the Surface Begs You Home

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Lose Myself in Time

When Harry is sixteen years old he works as an intern at his favorite theater in the world nestled up in the mountains of rural Vermont. He takes one look at the older, more mature, Assistant Master Electrician Louis Tomlinson and falls in love.  From afar. Ten years later a terrible storm hits the village, and the theater asks for any and all former staff members to pitch in for the clean up. Harry takes some time off work and returns to help, only to find himself in the presence of his old crush once again.

We’ll Never Be Lonely in the Dark

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#author spotlight #quickedween #becomeawendybird #top 10 fics

[happymeishappylife]

Me: Invites my favorite villager Frita to make her an awesome vacation home thinking I have just enough time before I go to bed to this.

Lottie: Oh lets build a school!

Me: But, but, but.... siiiigh, fine. But I will stay up late to build Frita an awesome fast food restraunt too!

#acnh #happy home paradise #worth it