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confusedraven1 · 1 year

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holy shit you guys

#ofmd #our flag means death #stede bonnet #izzy hands #pocahontas #disney #meeko the raccoon #percy the pug

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weirdsimsinhistory · 2 years

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poor Meeko the Raccoon lol

#protect him #meeko the raccoon #weird sims #sims 3 #ts3

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elvisqueso · 3 months

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Love me, love my raccoon [Part 1/3]:

—Biscuits are a love language.

#pocahontas (1995)#pocahontasedit #disneyedit #meeko #finally. a gifset with one of my favorite moments in the entire movie:#meeko handing over a lint-covered piece of hardtack as a farewell present #queso*edit #queso*gif #coloring those last two was a pAin in the ass tho #idk why. i think the natural coloring of the ground behind meeko and percy was fucking me up #love me love my racoon*#love me love my raccoon*

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bricktoygrapher · 9 months

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Pocahontas and Meeko 🦝

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glimmerkey · 11 months

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1995 Mattel - Pocahontas Gigglin’ Meeko Plush

#disney #plush #stuffed animal #pocahontas #meeko #raccoon #mattel #90s stuff #90s #toys

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artbyjasonleung · 8 months

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Meeko from Disney’s Pocahontas 🍂🦝

#Pocahontas #disney pocahontas #meeko #Pocahontas fan art #Pocahontas fanart #disney #disney fanart #disney fan art #raccoon #raccoons #raccoon art #art #illustration #copic markers

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aesthetic--mood · 1 year

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Pocahontas Aesthetic (Disney)

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seresinhangmanjake · 4 months

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That's Definitely a Name

dad!Jake "Hangman" Seresin x reader

Summary: You need to name your newborn son and your daughter helps.

Notes/warnings: this is inspired by an ask about the moments after their son's birth. I wanted to do it with Oh, Baby, too, so I am doing Oh, Baby first, and then Signed Away. Mention of pregnancy, birth, that's it I think.

Words: 835

Part of the Oh, Baby Universe

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"He looks like you."

You snort, but it's weak from your exhaustion. "Well it's only fair," you say. "Eve is nearly your clone."

"That's true." Jake chuckles before he presses a kiss to your temple. It’s a long kiss, and soft, and conveys once more what was earlier expressed with words: “I love you, Honey. You’re so amazing. How did you just do this? How have you done this twice?

That last question has also crossed your mind in the twenty minutes since birthing your son. Twice. You’ve done this twice. But this time, your brain isn’t full of a humming fuzziness in the aftermath as it was with Eve. You’re so alert and aware of your daughter waiting outside the room with her grandmother, of Jake wrapped around you, of your new son swaddled in your arms.

“What do you think we should name this little man?” Jake asks. “We never settled on one.”

During the months of your pregnancy, you’d shuffled through many names for your son, but none of them seemed to fit quite right. For Eve, it was a no-brainer. Without Jake in her life, it was important to you that her name connect to her father in some way, which was achieved by choosing the name of his grandmother. For your son, though, there isn’t someone you can positively name him after without some degree of resulting issue. After your mother’s fit over Jake a few years ago, your father didn’t make the effort to stay involved in your life, and Jake’s is horrid, so they were never added to the list of possibilities. Jake feels that making the little boy a junior will be too confusing, unable to let go of the image of you irritated for some reason and calling out the matching name causing unnecessary anxiety for both he and his son when you are actually only mad at one of them. You tossed around the idea of using a name from your group of friends, but you quickly realized that of the five other men on Jake’s team, four of them would take serious offense if their name wasn’t chosen while the other one would be so sweet as to simply thank you and your husband for even being considered. They didn’t last on the list for more than a day.

“We weren’t given enough time,” you decide as you trace your finger down the line of his tiny nose. “He came too early.”

“I don't think one week before your due date qualifies as too early,” Jake says, snickering. “Let's be real, Honey, we were slacking from indecisiveness.”

“Well, since we can’t figure it out maybe we should just let Eve pick a name.”

You immediately miss the warmth of his arms when Jake pulls back and shifts to the side of the bed to look you in the eye. “Now wait a minute, Honey. Think about what you're saying.” His eyes are wide and his hands gesture wildly with his attempt to snuff out your idea. “I love you and I love our baby girl, but do you really want to risk our son being named something crazy like, I don't know, Meeko? You know she loves that weird raccoon from ‘Pocahontas’,” he says. “And what happens when we don’t take her suggestion because we cannot do that to our son, hmm? This is not a particularly good time for us to be snubbed by our daughter.”

You release a light scoff. “Oh, she wouldn't do that to us, or her brother.”

“She absolutely would,” Jake says with a slight quirk of his lips. His hands fall back to his sides. “Honey, if we truly let her pick, ninety-nine percent chance we have a Disney critter sidekick name for our son.”

You look down at your newborn as you consider Jake’s concern. Meeko Seresin? You internally chuckle. No, that would not do. But your girl is smart and neither you nor Jake have been able to come to a decision on your own. You see no real harm in asking. Not to mention, it would be a prime opportunity to have Eve feel more included now that she’s no longer the only child in her parent’s lives. And if her suggestions are life-ruining bully-targeting disasters, then you’ll deal with her reaction from being denied later.

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“Teddy Bear!” Eve bursts out as she sits tucked between you and the rail of the hospital bed.

A sigh mixed with a barely-there chuckle falls from your husband’s lips.

“Baby girl, you want to name your brother Teddy Bear?” Jake asks, glancing at the amused smile you’re struggling to hold back before returning his eyes to his daughter.

Taking the question very seriously, Eve’s face loses all expression, her stare unwavering against her father’s. “Yes.”

“After your teddy bear?”

“Yes.”

Jake runs a hand through his blond locks. The other rests on his hip. “Wouldn't you like to think about it for another second?”

“No.”

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Teddy “Bear” Jacob Seresin

(More Bear and Eve) Digital Daggers: Oh, Babies by @mamachasesmayhem

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#jake seresin #jake seresin x reader #jake hangman seresin #top gun maverick #jake seresin fic #top gun #jake hangman seresin x reader #jake hangman seresin fic #top gun hangman #jake hangman seresin x y/n #jake seresin fluff #jake seresin x fem!reader #dad!jake seresin #dad!jake seresin x reader #jake seresin fanfic #jake seresin fanfiction #tgm #tgm fic

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zx-ta · 10 months

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Gussie's pets!! Dogs, cats and fox are from pugowned on the gallery, Meeko the raccoon is from @blue-ancolia right here!

Let me tell you that working as a vet and taking care of 6 7 animals (I forgot his hedgehog!) is pretty challenging!

#ts4 #zx premades

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jungle-angel · 1 year

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His Funny Familiars (Rhett Abbott x Reader)

Summary: You thought wifey’s familiars were a sight to see?? Wait untill you meet Rhett’s

Tagging: @sebsxphia Hon the video that inspired this was too cute to pass up and I couldn’t resist (lol).

“Fuckin hoodlums,” Rhett muttered as he carefully pulled the prybar from the fencepost for the nine millionth time in a row. Why the hell was Wabang full of so many disrespectful little shits from out of town who thought they owned everyone and everything?

He pulled the prybar loose, his face taking on a pinched look as the pain in his hand shot up into his arm and elbow. “Ya’ll better get that checked out,” remarked a familiar drawl. “Fractures can lead to something worse.”

Rhett turned his head to see Billy Tillerson making his way down the hill with a wicker basket in his hands, his eyes looking more tired than usual. “And you’d better get some rest,” Rhett chuckled.

“Oh believe me, I am,” Billy answered. “Gotta get it now while I can. Shania’s gonna have the baby soon.”

“Six more days,” Rhett assured him. “Six more days and the little guy’s comin.”

“Don’t remind me,” Billy laughed as he set to work, helping Rhett repair the fence.

The two of them bantered back and forth as the early morning sunrise began to peek over the hills, the mists surrounding the hills as the chilly spring morning welcomed the day. Rhett loved mornings like this, cool, misty and with hints of sharp moisture and the smell of grass in the air.

“Oh by the way,” Billy said. “I made a little something for your Ma last week. (Y/n) was kind enough to share the recipe with us.”

“Her Irish Soda Bread?”

“The very one.”

Rhett’s huge grin grew bigger as he hammered in another nail when all of a sudden he caught sight of a familiar ringed tail hanging over the edge of the basket.

“Hey! Meeko, outta there you little ring-tailed thief!”

The baby raccoon chittered and squeaked as though he had understood Rhett perfectly, his chubby little body dropping into the grass and zooming straight to his master like a tame dog.

“That thing’s tamer than our dog,” Billy laughed.

“Probably because (y/n) and I feed him and his siblings all the damn time,” Rhett replied.

Billy’s head suddenly looked up to see a dreaded sight making its way over to the fence along a path from the road. “Uh oh,” he groaned.

“What’s up?”

“Brace yourself,” Billy said under his breath. “The gorgon approaches.”

There she was, Gale Burch, that pinch faced menace from up the road, her grey hair cut into a neat pageboy, her grey dress stiff and without a single wrinkle in it, black shoes holding in her feet while on her elbow was a little black purse hanging from a thin silver chain. God she looked evil, more evil than she usually did when the Abbotts and the Tillersons saw her at St. Mike’s on Sunday mornings.

“Ah just who I wanted to see,” Gale crowed. “The neighborhood heathen and his little accomplice.”

Rhett cleared his throat and mustered all his strength to bite his tongue and be polite for once. “Good to see you Mrs. Burch.”

“Oh spare me the polite façade,” Gale spat. “I’ve got a bone to pick with you Mr. Abbott. In fact, several.”

“Oh?”

“Don’t play dumb with me you brainless sinful little twerp,” Gale hissed. “That disgusting little pest sitting there at your feet went rooting through my trash receptacles looking for his next meal. If it were up to me, I’d have it turned into a hat.”

Meeko chittered and curled around Rhett’s ankle, covering his little eyes with his tiny paws.

“Well, who knows, maybe it’ll cover the bald spot on the back of your head,” Rhett said with a smug little grin.

“Oh you smart mouthed little shit!” Gale hissed. “You’re just like your mother. A hateful, godless little Irish heathen that breeds like a lowly rabbit!”

Rhett’s blood began to boil as Gale walked away, her pointed, beaky nose in the air and an insatiable urge running through him to the core, the urge to bury Gale Burch in a hole so deep it might as well be on the nearest doorstep in hell.

“Now Rhett, I wouldn’t....”

“Oh I’m not gonna kill her,” Rhett said, cutting Billy off. “Believe me, I’ve got something better in mind.”

Back to the house they went, where they found you in the kitchen and tiny little Hannah sitting on the counter, swinging her legs and her little socked feet as you scooped pumpkin cookie batter onto a tray. “Whatcha lookin for cowboy?” you asked him.

“Lookin for that mealworm shit you bought for the raccoons,” Rhett answered as he searched the cabinets.

“On top of the fridge,” you answered.

Rhett gently moved you sideways before grabbing the bag of mealworm and chow mix off the top of the refrigerator. “Might I ask what you plan on using that for?” you enquired, noticing the mischevous look in his eye.

“You don’t need to know darlin, it’s all good,” Rhett answered as he and Billy traipsed back out the door.

As soon as he was out of earshot, you peered out the kitchen window to find the two of them heading down the driveway hill in the direction of Gale Burch’s property.

“Son of a bitch,” you whispered, rolling your eyes.

“I know that whisper (y/n),” Cecelia remarked, picking Hannah up off the counter and onto her hip. “What are those two little weasels up to now?”

“I don’t wanna know,” you answered, throwing up your hands. “They told me I didn’t need to know, so I’m not asking.”

“Any idea where they’re going?”

“Over towards the Burch property.”

Cecelia made a face. “Wonder what old fish face did to’em now,” she seethed. “The other day she was giving Mrs. Garcia hell for her climbing roses being too tall.”

“Well,” you said. “We’ll find out tomorrow what they were up to.”

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“Alright Meeko,” Rhett whispered to the little raccoon. “Go git’em.”

Meeko climbed straight up the perfectly white picket fence and into Gale’s yard, dropping right into the neatly manicured grass to pick up a few of the mealworms, digging up the miserable witch’s vegetable beds like a kid in a sandbox. Betty Sullivan’s little chihuahua, Pinky, had attempted the same feat but had been met with the unfortunate wrath of Gale’s nasty cat, Gremlin. Rhett prayed that Meeko would make it out without arousing the wrath of that spoiled rotten little furball.

“Ya’ll think he’s gonna make it out?” Billy asked.

“He’s a smart little fucker, of course he’ll make it,” Rhett answered.

The two of them tensed up when they heard the clanging and dropping of old glass bottles from the recycling cans. Their hearts threatened to beat out of their chests when they heard that horrid snarl and hissing that signaled Gremlin lurking about.

“Oh shit,” Rhett said under his breath.

Meeko hissed a second later, the two men only able to guess what was going on behind the fence, too nervous too look for themselves. Finally, Meeko wriggled his way out from under the fence, climbing straight into the curve of Rhett’s arms.

“You little turd,” he chuckled. “Scarin us shitless like that.”

“Holy shit!” Billy laughed. “Rhett, ya’ll gotta come and look at this.”

Rhett peered over the fence, biting his lip as he held back a laugh.

The garden beds were an absolute mess, dug up down to the roots with the vegetables all knocked over and the driveway littered with garbage from the trashcans.

“C’mon,” Rhett told Billy, still holding on to Meeko. “Let’s get outta here before we get attacked by that monster cat of hers.”

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Rhett knelt beside the pew in the church, crossing himself before he scooted in next to you, Hannah, Royal and his mother, biting his lip as though a devilish little laugh could escape at any minute.

“Rhett?” Cecelia whispered.

Rhett snickered as the other parishioners began filing into the sun filled church. Sister Bernadette made her way down the aisle towards the front, her white hair completely hidden by her black habit.

“Rhett James, what did you do?” Cecelia hissed, resisting the urge to hit him on the back of the head with a hymnal.

Rhett didn’t answer her. He just kept his eyes on his hands that were folded in his lap, never once daring to look up at his mother.

You and Cecelia cast each other a quick glance before you saw the sour looking Gale Burch walking into the church, mean as ever, muttering something under her breath about a raccoon tearing up her garden. Cecelia turned to Rhett, slackjawed, wide eyed and shocked as she clamped a hand over her mouth.

“Oh my God, you didn’t,” she hissed under her breath.

“I did.”

You laughed a little yourself before Father O’Keefe entered and the service began. You couldn’t wait to hear this one when you got home.

#outer range #rhett abbott #rhett abbott x reader #royal abbott #cecelia abbott #billy tillerson #lewis pullman #lewis pullman x reader

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princesssarisa · 5 months

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What are the favorite animals of the Disney Princesses?

This is easy to decide – just look at their animal companions.

Snow White loves all forest animals, but I think she especially loves birds because they sing.

Cinderella particularly likes mice, since they're her best friends, though she likes birds and dogs too.

Aurora, much like Snow White, loves all forest animals, but especially birds for their songs.

Ariel loves colorful fish – her best friend Flounder is one, after all.

Belle I think is fond of horses, like her devoted Philippe.

Jasmine loves tigers, like her beautiful, faithful Rajah.

Pocahontas loves clever and mischievous raccoons, like Meeko.

Mulan loves horses and dogs, like her faithful Kahn and Little Brother. If dragons like Mushu count, then let's add dragons to the list too.

Tiana didn't used to like frogs, but has warmed up to them since she temporarily was one, and she also likes alligators like Louis and fireflies like Ray.

Rapunzel like chameleons, like Pascal.

Merida is another lover of horses, like Angus.

Anna and Elsa probably both love reindeer since Sven has become part of their found family.

Moana likes pigs and chickens, like Pua and Heihei.

Raya likes dragons, if they count as "animals," and whatever species Tuk Tuk is.

#disney #disney princesses #favorite animals #headcanon

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diamondcrownacademy · 6 months

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DCA Info Part 23: Sagamore Dorm 🐻🏹🪶

Sagamore (サガモア寮, Sagamoa Ryō) was founded on the Diplomacy (外交) of the Princess of Nature's Voice and is inspired by the world of Pocahontas. Students of this dorm excel in Ancient Rune Reading and Archery.

Dorm Founder: Pocahontas

Known in-universe as the Princess of Nature's Voice (自然の声の姫).

Dorm Crest

The dorm crest features an emblem that resembles a wooden shield, with the interior being beige with light brown leaf and vine patterns and the exterior being amber orange in color. In the center of the interior, there is a compass rose with a cream interior with a brown circle outline in the center with a red and blue compass star in front of it. The compass rose additionally has a red and blue outline. Near the top of the emblem is a red banner with the dorm's name on it. Encompassing the center of the exterior emblem is a necklace that resembles Pocahontas' trademark necklace, on both sides of the exterior emblem are various red and orange colored leaves blowing in the wind and at the top of the exterior emblem are minimalist pictures of Meeko the raccoon and Flit the hummingbird.

Dorm Leader: Elu Sorrel

Sagamore's current dorm leader is Elu Sorrel, a princess who's skilled at archery and has trust issues with people trying to occupy the land her village is located at.

Dorm Fairy: Skili

Skili (スキリ, Sukiri) is Sagamore's dorm fairy and vice dorm leader. She is mellow and isn't much of a chatterbox but she is very patient with those who are energetic and hyper. She would take strolls in the forest area and converse with the animals, sometimes she'd bump into students in the forest. She is a fairy with few words to say but has a strong presence in the dorm.

Her current appearance symbolizes Elu's desire to become a great leader like her father. Someone who is approachable for her people but able to give off the presence of authority.

Dorm Living Quarters

• The Sagamore dorm living quarters building is built on a large oak tree that has a hollow inside but due to the several trees that intertwined with the outside of the trunk it can withstand strong winds and storms.

• The interior of the tree has become the world's biggest treehouse, with gears and pulleys that serve as make-shift elevator to the several floors that was built in. The middle has a staircase that leads to the same floors, this is also in case the pulley needs to be repaired or is unusable for the time being. The students use the tree as a viewing spot and help maintain the wooden contraptions inside. There's also a mini library, cafeteria and workshop built inside. The inventions are built with little use of metal and are built from organic material that is eco-friendly.

• Inside the tree, there are several nests for the birds in the branches while the base has several burrows for the woodland creatures. The students who are experts in animal care check on the animals for any injuries or sicknesses. Surrounding the dorm is a forest where there have been wood carvings and markers to make sure no one gets lost. There are several markers that specify whether it's a foraging spot, a spot for wild animals as well as a warning for dangerous animals or possible cliffs and dangerous plants.

• The students are good at geography and are able to navigate the forest surrounding their dorm with little difficulty.

• The student's personal quarters are located outside the tree base. They are intricately built log houses that it may look rather small on the outside but inside it isn't cramped at all. It is because of a certain magic that makes the room look so much bigger than the outside.The log houses are built at the front area of the tree so it looks like a small village when you see it from a bird's eye view.

• The students are also responsible for making their own furniture and the designs. There are plenty of art projects and inventions that are displayed around the area. There is a demand for their craftsmanship in the marketplace, you could find some of the students get opportunities from guilds who admire their work.

• There is also a large bonfire in the front of the tree, the bonfire has a fire fae that likes to make images out of the smoke and entertain the students.

Etymology

The dorm's name is derived from the word "sagamore" which is a word that some native American tribes use refer to their chief. This references the fact that Pocahontas (both the Disney version and the historical figure she's based on) was a Native American woman and the daughter of Chief Powhatan, the leader of the Powhatan people.

#dorm information #sagamore #DCA info #diamond crown academy

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queersrus · 5 months

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may i request some raccoon themed names :0

barbados, bay, boar, bandit, BK, bandito

east, elucus

florida

jojo, joey

key, kit

lotor, lifty

maria, mischief, maynard, marine Miko/Meeko(means little raccoon howver is native american)