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starsurface · 2 months

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Helloooo this request is extremely self-indulgent of me but. Would you be okay with writing some headcanons for regressor Rain and caregiver Havik (preferably romantic but you can do platonic if you're not comfortable with that)? Thank you so much in advance! I always love your stuff :)

Hiiiii!!! Of course I can do romantic!! I think they're a cute couple!! :D

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

CG Havik w/ Regressor Rain Hcs

💧 These two guys . . . It is really “Let’s go cause destruction!!” and “Uuuuuuuuuugh, fine 🙄”

🫀 Little Rain is much willing to do shananagians (he’s really gullible)

💧 Havik wants to pull a prank on Reiko? Okay! What are we gonna pull?

🫀 Although when Reiko comes back and scolds them for putting silly spray on his pillows, Rain does burst into tearful apoligize (don’t worry, Havik got lectured at the most since he was really behind it)

💧 Havik is a no rules, no schedule, let’s be as destructive as we can type of guy

🫀 But little Rain? He likes having a sort of schedule, whether it’s a bedtime schedule, or planning what he’s going to play soon

💧 ^ Havik doesn’t like the fact that little Rain likes a schedule, but he’ll accommodate to his babies needs, one must set aside his chaotic ways to make sure both are happy

🫀 That won’t mean he won’t try and ‘mess’ with the schedule

💧 (^ He won’t really mess with it, but sometimes he’ll try to make things more ‘fun’ or extravagant to break the cycle)

🫀 Jammies time? Great! But what if we put our pants of before we put on our shirts? :O

💧 Rain gets really whiny when Havik playfully kisses his cheeks, because either he’ll give him a small lick or a soft bite

🫀 Naughty Dada, he can’t bite people for fun >:(

💧 However, Rain does really like forehead kisses where Havik just kinda presses his teeth (?) against his foreheaad

🫀 It's something he normally does when Rain is sad or sleepy, and it never fails to make him giggly and happier

💧 Rain was really embarrassed the first time he regressed around Havik, especially because of why he regressed around Havik

🫀 Why? Because he got really fussy and pouty that he got the wrong popsicle flavor and coulnd’t stop himself from slipping into his headspace

💧 Havik diidn’t mind, he was already use to regressors!! He watches some regressors in the Chaosrealm (although does act completely different with Rain, since they’re more desenstized to things)

🫀 Havik also got Rain his new popsicle, so no harm was done

💧 Besides, Havik could get two popsicles now!! :D

🫀 . . . Which also made Rain fussy, because he wanted two popsicles :(

💧 Havik laughed when Rain demanded to try some of Havik’s popsicle, grimmicing at the flavor

🫀 ^ Don’t worry, Havik got him a second one of his favorite flavor <3

💧 Rules? What rules? Rules are apart of a social concept that shouldn’t exist

🫀 Except that . . . Havik does learn that maybe some rules should be set in place

💧 Like Rain not being allowed to use stove in middlespace

🫀 Or maybe Rain shouldn’t be pratcicing hard big kid magic while tiny

💧 They aren’t exactly rule rules, but havik will discourage it

🫀 Havik is strong, and incredibly tall, so he likes scooping Rain up and just holding him

💧 Rain isn’t short, he’s a tall guy, but he never fails to feel tiny and shy in Havik’s arms, hiding in Havik’s shoulders as Havik cradles him

🫀 Rain likes to show off his magic skills to Havik!!

💧 And Havik loves a good show!! Luckily one of Havik’s favorite spells is when Rain makes water and puts it into shapes (it’s an incredibly easy spell, and one Rain rarely every slips up)

🫀 Rain likes going to see the froggies, but he’s a bit hesitant to let Havik come with

💧 Havik’s a bit scary looking, and he’s loud, so he scares off all the froggies!! :(

🫀 Havik tries really hard to quiet down and act slightly calmer so Rain can watch the froggies hop for a little bit, he wants his baby to be happy after all (sometimes he messes up, but he’s trying his best)

💧 Rain’s not a baby!! He regresses to about 3-5 and middlespace

🫀 However, havik really likes playing peek-a-boo, so Rain will ‘entertain him’ (he adores it too, but he won’t tell Havik that)

💧 Havik finds Rain’s middlespace super funny

🫀 Like, there’s no reason to get all pouty and upset because Havik called him fussy??

💧 ^ Btw, he was NOT being fussy!!! >:(

🫀 Only babies are fussy!! . . . He was just upset

💧 Havik’s a little more carefree around middlespace Rain, joking and teasing him a lot

🫀 Especially because he fidns it funny when Rain whines and tries to push him away, hiding form him (Havik ruins his cool kid persona)

💧 Sometimes he takes his teases and jokes too far and has made Rain start crying :(

🫀 Havik does feel really guilty, and will apoligize and comfort his kiddo, he didn’t mean to make him cry after all

Rain really likes being praised and babied, even if he doens’t verbally say it

💧 Don’t worry, Havik always makes sure to praise him!!! Like his coloring skills, or his magic skills, or even just how pretty his baby looks

🫀 Sometimes Rain will be really proud in these compliments, other times he’ll giggle and agree, hiding his face in embarrassment

💧 Havik’s a very proud Dada, and won’t hesitate to protect Rain against others who might insult him <3

🫀 Rain isn’t a brat?? But it’s his way or the highway!! >:)

💧 . . . not really, nor does Havik follow orders from anyone

🫀 But he’ll bend slightly to whatever Rain wants (his way of showing that he loves and trusts him)

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

I think it's a cute ship (if you ignore some canon). I like to think that Rain, Havik, and Reiko (and maybe Nitara?) have a funny friendship. But a poly relationship would also be super cute. <3

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rubywolf0201 · 1 year

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Mythbusters on why Amy Rose isn’t a horrible b*tch that her fandumb likes to portray her

‘Amy only cares about Sonic and Sonic only’

I mean technically true but she has her own life as well. It’s not like the Birdie that she befriended back in SA1 is there, it’s not like she convinced Shadow to stop the Ark way back in SA2, it’s not like she helped Cream and Big find Chocola and Froggy in Sonic Heroes, it’s not like she befriended Elise in 06 and bonded with her over their relationship with Sonic without both parties going at each other throats, it’s not like she knew Tails is Sonic’s surrogate lil bro and even collab with him in light of the recent Tailstube. Yep, definetely only cared about Sonic/sarcasm 🙄

‘Amy’s only real superpower is horny’

Ok I don’t know if this is a new level of stupidity or not because goodness, this is too ridiculous.

I’m not to sure if these people are aware or not, but Amy’s REAL superpower is her hammer, divination powers (which is not really mentioned much but I shall mention it) and her ability to help people for is she The Heart within Sonic’s friend group.

‘Amy regularly stalks Sonic and only wants him for his dick’

I swear to goddess if these people throws that word around again, hands would be thrown.

I’m going to put this out on what the definition of stalker is:

(These are from my phone app’s dictionary btw)

So now that we know the definition of stalker is? Does this apply to Amy? Absolutely not!!!

Amy is a part of Sonic’s friend circle and to apply such terms to a close friend is pretty disgusting in and out of itself. Does some of her advances annoy Sonic sometimes? Well that’s what friends kind of do from time to time, especially if they’re kids.

Also another thing to note is that stalker’s are known to hide behind the bushes and are also known to track the person they’re stalking. Did Amy do any of those things? NO!

The reason why Amy chases Sonic is because Sonic is someone who never stays in one place and all Amy wants is to go on an adventure with Sonic because she wanted to experience the same things Sonic has in his adventures. And recent games has Sonic being a lot more open and inviting Amy out to adventures so to apply the term stalker just leaves a bad taste in my mouth. (Also if we’re calling Amy a stalker, wouldn’t that term apply to Tails and the others as well because all they wanted to do is follow Sonic on his adventures?)

‘Amy threatened to harm/kill a girl just for talking to Sonic’

The worst Amy has have ever done is….being jealous and clingy. Yes other games and media have exaggerated it to an obnoxious degree but even at her worst, she never harmed any girls for talking to Sonic. If she did, wouldn’t Elise be attacked for the kiss? Wouldn’t Blaze, Cosmo, Helen and other girls that Sonic just talked to get murdered or something along the lines? What’s next? Amy beating up the girls Sonic could potentially talk to for breathing?

I swear… this part of the fanbase like to make Amy out to be some yandere.

‘Amy said that if she had to choose the world and Sonic, she said she would choose Sonic (derogatory)’

While I do think that maybe it should’ve been worded a little better in 06, when Amy said that, it means that she trusted Sonic. That phrase meant that she knew Sonic would find another way to save the world. Sonic has always been the hedgehog to save the world countless times, be it from Eggman or whatever bad guys threaten to take over the world, and Amy knew that Sonic would always save the day.

So with all that debunk (for now), I just want to say Amy’s the best girl and I won’t tolerate any malicious slander.

With that, peace out.

#rubi’s post #sonic the hedgehog #amy rose #meta #straight up facts #amy rose deserves better #amy hatedom can stay mad that THEIR interpretation of amy wont come true #while the TRUE amy rose continues to shine on #hmmm maybe I should put up a blurb that says Amy Rose stan account

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dino-boyo-agere · 1 year

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I just got blocked, after leaving a comment and I want to make sure, I wasn't being rude.

[❗censored their tag, to avoid them getting any hate❗]

I saw this "anti Tyler Posey" post on my timeline:

I like Tyler, you don't have to. No hard feelings. Everyone has their own opinion, I was just really curious, to learn more about their motivation for that post and wanted to inquire why OP was so upset with/ angry at Posey..

*¹ In my first comment, I asked why OP was so upset and if maybe Tyler did something bad I haven't heard about yet.

*² They responded, listing these "bad" things Tyler had apparently done:

"brought up the teen Wolf Movie"

"faked his sexuality"

and "did Onlyfans"

*³ I counterargued, that:

He didn't make the movie, but just acted in it. As an actor, he's not really involved in writing the script or developing the plot. So that's not on him. ╰→ (Granted, I also think the movie is really bad, so had they just said "played in awful movie" I wouldn't have objected to that lmao).

He didn't "fake his sexuality", since his queerness doesn't evaporate, just because he's in a 'straight relationship' at the moment. Aswell as it's not "faking" when he playes a character with a different sexuality from his own, that's just part of the job.

Him having (had) an Onlyfans is nothing bad, because it's a completely normal way to earn money in the current day and age. Besides, as an adult, Tyler entitled to make adult content if he so wishes.. And sex work is still real work, there is nothing shameful about it.

And then they blocked me:

So, was I being rude or where they just not interested in a discussion?

Personally, I love discussing topics with people I disagree with, It can be really eye-opening to hear their viewpoint. That can help us (people) understand each other better, at least when their opinion isn't harmful, of course.

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I see it this way:

Your opinion is your truth. It's what you feel or think is right at the moment. To you, it's most likely factual. Even if you find out a belief you held was factually wrong, that's okay. As long as it's not hurting anyone, you're entitled to still see it as your truth anyways. No one has the right to tell you what to believe in, silence you or to attack you, just because they disagree or because your opinion is 'factually wrong'. Other times, you learn that an option you previously held was actually harmful. That's okay too, as long as you simply move on from it, acknowledging your mishaps and growing from the experience. Only if you choose to stand by a harmful belief, then you should be held accountable.

But I can also see how many people don't seek that kind of conversation. Many just want to be right, don't accept others truths or even take it personal, when someone disagrees with them. And that's okay, that's totally valid. As long as your opinion isn't harmful to anyone, you are entitled to hold that opinion and refuse to indulge in any argument about or against it.

I'm not upset that they blocked me, by the way. It's their right to do so, if they don't want to interact with me. I just hope I didn't make them so uncomfortable or upset, that they didn't see another option but to block me. But then again, they never replied back.

That's basically all I wanted to say, sorry for the rambling and thanks for reading lol

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lonelyspriter · 6 days

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Burn Blur is getting improved'n'groovin' on magical girl and power boy's project.

Happy late 32nd Birthday Sonic and hello me again! I returned to tumblr but username is LonelySpriter, i have new updated artwork based of Sonic X of my 2D platformer and Metroidvania project with inspiration of Codename: KND and Touhou Project - Sonic the Hedgehog 5, the 3&K and Mania-like, he's have pyrokinetic powers. His former name is Nicky Parlouzer in Sonic 4 Rangers! and friend of Sonic and Alex's friends.

Alejandro "Alex" Coleward - the Blazing Hedgehog-Dragon. The main character and protagonist. The most but half clumsy boy, he's meeky leader of team heroes.

His persona - Kind and cute.

Year and birthplace: 9 years, South Island's Hidden Village.

Alias: Apple Lord (by Sonic, referred to Tom from movie as Donut Lord), The Burn Blur, Nicky, Flame Demon, Little Fire Savior, The Blazest Thing Alive, The Supreme Overlord Hero.

Alignment - Good (formerly Neutral).

Likes - Useful foods (especially Apples), 9 some things of like from Sonic, swimming, making teach friends how to do, music about orchestral, childish and music box, cactuses and more collecting things, collecting Anarchy Beryls and Chaos Emeralds, Sonic, his girlfriend Rooney.

Dislikes - Chili dogs (because itchy allergic thing on Sonic's favorite food), Egg-Robo's evil plans, friends being threatened or harming, bullies, being lose, losing his powers, crookedness, being mistaken as Sonic by Amy while chases him (during events before deceased), being abused by Dr. Done-It.

Friends - Tom (best friend, teammate and sidekick, same like Sonic & Tails), Kelly (best friend, teammate and rival like Sonic vs. Knuckles), Rooney (best friend and love interest), Zoe, Onpu, Katie (best friend and friendly rival of speed), Hana, Momoko, Sonic (best friend, fan and friendly rival of speed), Tails (good friend), Sticks, Marine, Mighty, Shadow (close friend), Marle, Trip, Aiko, Hazuki, Rusty 2.0, Omega, Tania (younger sister), Amitie, Ringo, Chris, Frances, Inhabitants of Vampire Valence, Doremi, Pop, Classic Sonic and other Classic heroes, Egg-Robo's robo-minions (Orbot & Cubot only), Sage, Zooey, Roy, Amy (close friend) †, Knuckles, Big with Froggy, Silver, Tangle, Espio, Vector, Charmy, Kit.

Neutral & Frenemies - Dr. Eggman (that Alex must help with him but still Eggman nobody cared, sometimes ally), Dr. Robotnik (ally), Dr. Done-It, Dr. Mindman, Heavy King, Tails Nine, Rusty Rose (until being upgraded), Metal Sonic (robo-doppelgänger and arch-rival), Classic Eggman, Classic Robotnik, Princess Bibin, Zavok, Surge (arch-rival and frenemy), Mr. Dr. Eggman, Mr. Dr. Robotnik, Dr. Deep, Dr. Don't, Dr. Babble, Dr. Done-It (New Yoke City counterpart).

Enemies - Badniks, Scratch, Grounder, Coconuts, Decoe, Bocoe, Oyajide, Infinite, Nominatus, Retro, Beta, Charlie, Belinda, Scourge (arch-nemesis between speed), Rosy the Rascal (difference and imposter of Rooney), Rough, Tumble.

Voice - Children with inspiration of Lincoln Loud, Angel De Gracia (Spanish).

(On mouth have sharp tooth like Scourge?)

#sonic 5 #sonic mania #sonic the hedgehog #alejandro coleward

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daily-life-of-crow · 2 years

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May 17th, 2022

So today has not been the best. This morning was ok before we got to school. So my best friend Hyena was told he had to see the principal which confused our whole friend group plus me and Froggie's study hall teacher Mrs. W. So the whole of the beginning of school up until now, second hour, I have been anxious. There should have been no reason to keep him in the office for that long. And on top of it we had 3 police officers in the office. Now we usual have the sherriff and occasionally one other officer but we didn't recognize any of them. That only made the anxiety worse. Turns out someone made an anonymous tip that he was gonna shoot up the school or bomb it. Now my best friend would never do that. We sort of joke about it because in middle school people called him that because he always wore darker clothes and a bandana. Jesus fucking christ. Sorry for my swearing but holy fuck. I am actually still shaking. This makes no sense to me. There was no reason to do that and now my friend is worried he won't be able to get his drivers license tomorrow. I feel horrible. This sucks. My best friend is mad and I can't blame him. Hell I was once pulled into the office because they thought I was gonna shoot up the school. Let me tell you how that's not possible. 1. I own one gun that I don't have access to. 2. I hate shooting guns. 3. The mere thought of hurting people makes me sick. 4. I don't have the malice nor the guts to do anything like that. 5. This happened when I was near my lowest and was constantly self harming and half-assed trying to commit unalive. Oh and when I was called into the office I was having a severe panic attack and I was crying pretty hard and couldn't breathe. I had though that my aunt had died from her cancer and I was being called down because I had to leave school or I was gonna be told. All of that because I was looking at emo memes and one said when the emo kid shoots up the school. Mind you I never even saw that. I hate this school. I don't like our principal. I don't know how to feel about this. This is also the same school who hasn't done hardly anything about bullying or mental health issues and threatened kids with truancy for medical absences. I'm going to ask if I can continue my lab tomorrow I am not in a good headspace to do it. Anyways no lab tomorrow. So I got called down and interviewed. That sucked. Then when I went back to chemistry, I missed almost everything we learned. So I was severely confused while trying to ignore my sensory issues. Then I was crying for 15 minutes. Yeah not fun. I also had my music on full blast. Not fun. Anyways the rest of the day was ok. We did some kind of meditation for Spanish. Then in Art Club we are gonna have a form to pick out the president for next year and I am gonna be on the ballot. I have been an officer for 2 years (including this year) and I am obviously not a freshman. I am also in charge of VAC a bit next year so yeah. So we discussed way to rope in freshman next year and we decided unofficially to have fishing poles with cookies on the end to bring them in and lock the door once they are in. Obviously we aren't doing that. Then ok n the bus ride home, the emergency exit on the back of the bus, the alarm went off. Now on this bus the door is one row of seats behind me. Those small seats y'know. It hurt really bad. Anyways home was nice. We got some nice pizza for my parents anniversary. I also got the hard copy per se of my id today. Yay? Anyways I'm heading to bed now so see ya.

Songs on Repeat:

Worthless by eli. (Note I like the beats)

Angel Eyes and Basketball by Foot Ox

W.D.Y.W.F.M? by The Neighborhood

Coincidentally fell asleep to W.D.Y.W.F.M? by The Neighborhood-

New Information:

Learned what furtive meant.

Goal Progress:

Not really anything to stressful

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mrsgiovanna · 2 years

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- Inside Giorno's mind -

Devil Giorno: *sighs, crosses his arms, pouting*

Angel Giorno: *tilts his head* What's wrong...?

Devil Giorno: Abbacchio is lecturing us again... I don't want to get lectured by him of all people!

Angel Giorno: Oh, come on now. I think that he doesn't mean any harm by it whatsoever!

Devil Giorno: *huffs out an annoyed sigh* *still pouting* *looks out the screen, still sulking* ...

Angel Giorno: Alright, alright. Calm down. He'll be done soon. Then, you'll get to put in dreams.

Devil Giorno: *looking at the screen* *smiling as mischievously as he can* *grabs the brain cell*

Angel Giorno: *tucking in Haruno with both thr ladybug and froggie plushie* *humming gently*

- Outside -

Giorno: *eyes widen, stiffens* *smiles devilishly*

Abbacchio: *turns his back to him*

Giorno: *sticks his tongue out, makes childishly funny faces when Abbacchio's not looking*

GER: *looks at Giorno* *facepalms* Oh no...

Awwww lmao, GER reset to zero

Abbacchio: and another thing... *notices Giorno's reflection on the glass*

Giorno: *smirks*

Abbacchio: you know I can see your reflection, brat

Giorno: ... I didn't notice that

Abbacchio: of course not, you just proved my point,

Giorno: *sighs* okay fine, I'm sorry

-inside Giorno's mind-

Angel Giorno: *grabbed the cell* you just had to, didn't you?

Devil Giorno: totally worth it

Awwww this is so cute lol, sorry for getting to this so late, I hope you're having a wonderful day and that you're well, stay safe my lovely 🌟 💕 💫 �� 🐞 ❤ 🕊

#sweet mutuals 🥺#angel/devil gio #don giovanna

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itsautomaticfaegirl · 2 years

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A little fairy frog wearing a magical flowercrown ✨🐸🌺🌻 Shop here on tote bags, stickers, tees & more! Ps. one of my cats made a new friend!💝

#my cat was just making friends with the froggy!#fairycore #cottagecore #cottagecore aesthetic #no harm was done to the froggy :)#garden aesthetic #light academia #sunnyafternoon #spring #meadowcore #i hope you have a magical day!x #digital illustration #frogcore #frog illustration #frog aesthetic #fairy froggy #cottage life #froggy #spring outfit

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sunflowerdaisybee · 3 years

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back at it again with another request you lovely author :)) so in this one, cc!bench trio are hanging our and they come across a stray kitten in the street, and they decide to take it back to tubbo's place and try to figure out how to take care of a kitten, and while tommy is looking stuff up, ranboo and tubbo are put in charge of watching the kitten and are thinking of names when MAGIC SPARKLES POOF the kitten poofs into a child, appearing just a little younger than tommy, maybe 14 or 15. and then tommy comes back and sees the kid and is like "WHERE DID THIS CHILD COME FROM WHERES THE CAT" and ranboo and tubbo are just as confused and panicked as tommy is and that makes the cat humanoid person, reader, a little anxious so they go and hide under tubbo's desk. and so the trio decide to calm down and start asking some questions, trying not to scare reader. but it turns out that reader can't speak, read, right, or count. they also still have cat instincts and behavior while in humanoid form, which causes some stress on the trio. so they opt to care for reader and teach them how to write and read first so they can properly communicate, and then move onto teaching them numbers and basic math. taking care of reader has taken up a lot of their time, which causes the trio to just disappear from the internet for about a month with no warning, which makes their friends and fans kinda concerned. at one point tommy and wilbur call and tommy explains the situation and will's just so calm about it and is like "oh yeah, one of niki's cats is like that too. her and i can come over and help you out" and so niki and will show up and also help take care of reader and then after reader is stable enough to not have someone watch them 24/7, the trio is finally able to stream again and its all happy and pog :)) thank you as always author! <3 -froggy/tori

Ok so my internet is being crappy and I've had to redo this like twenty times, but basically I love this so much and the only reason it isn't finished is because it's gonna end up super long and I didn't want to have a super long post so I'm gonna make a part two, don't worry, I am absolutely in love with this and fully intend on finishing it

Summary: The boys find a stray cat or rather a stray human?

Pairing: P!Bench Trio X Reader

Pronouns: They/them

[A/n]: Requests are open <3

“No no, that’s most definitely a lie. I totally beat you.”

“Tubbo we both saw you cheat, your win doesn’t count.” The three bickered back and forth about who won until something caught their eyes. It was a young cat, just barely older than a kitten, pacing about in front of them. The cat was small and malnourished, it looked to be a stray too.

“Aw look at the poor baby, we should take it home.” Tubbo went to reach for the cat but was stopped by Ranboo.

“They might have fleas, let me pick them up since I have my gloves.” Ranboo offered a hand to the cat, showing he meant no harm, before gently scooping them up. The cat seemed to panic for a moment before settling down, allowing themselves to be held by the large man.

Now with purpose in their steps, the three rushed back to Tubbo’s house, it was the closest and the best place.

Once inside the home, the three brought the cat into Tubbo’s room, trying to avoid other people. Ranboo and Tubbo sat on the floor with the kitten while Tommy went to grab some water and cat food from the kitchen. Tubbo would’ve done it but he was already too attached to the small creature.

“What should we name them? What about fluffy?” Tubbo looked at Ranboo, who was doing some research on his phone.

“I think we should give it a cool name like Porcupine or Soup.”

“Porcupine is a terrible name. Look at them and tell me-” Tubbo didn’t get to finish his sentence as a puff of light-colored smoke flew up around them. As the smoke cleared the two saw what appeared to be a kid, sitting in place of where the cat once was.

“What the fuck!” Tommy’s loud and sudden voice had startled you, sending you scurrying away from all three. Though due to the position you were in, you only ended up cornering yourself under Tubbo’s desk, crap. Noticing your distress, the three froze, trying to stay as quiet and still as possible.

“Hey there buddy, you’re ok. We aren’t gonna hurt you.” Tubbo’s words flew right over your head, you were stressing out and weren’t thinking. You may have shifted to a mostly human form, but your brain was stuck in cat mode, it had been the only thing you knew. Thankfully when you shifted between forms your clothes shifted with you, meaning that you weren’t accidentally exposing yourself to the three boys.

Tommy moved to slowly sit between the two boys, slowly place down the two bowls, and using a shoe to nudge them over to you. This unnerved you but you were quickly entranced by the smell. Anything that smelt that good had to taste good.

With hesitant movements you went to pick up the bowl, bringing it closer to sniff. Oh yeah, this was gonna taste great. Disgusted looks crossed the three boys' faces as you began to eat the cat food, it was kibble so you were able to scoop up handfuls and shovel them into your mouth.

“Uhm, if you’d like some people food, I can get you some.” You looked up at him, but you weren’t listening. All you cared about was the amazing food in the bowl.

The kibble kept your attention until Ranboo decided to test something. You were a cat just a minute ago and were still acting like one. So, using an app on his phone, he shone a laser pointer at the ground in front of you.

The movements of the red dot caught your eye, making you place your bowl aside. Things were still for a moment before you attempted to pounce on the dot, pupils big and wide.

“They really are just a cat, weird.” Ranboo continued to tease you with the dot while the three discussed. They talked about what they were going to do with you, they couldn’t just throw you back onto the streets. Ranboo had heard about hybrid’s before and decided to look up laws on owning one, they were more common nowadays but still not super popular.

“It says here that it’s legal to own a hybrid in the UK, as long as it’s collared and you take all responsibility for its actions.”

“Oh, that’s not bad, we’ll have to figure out a name for them though.”

“Name?” The word intrigued you, you had heard it before. Sitting up straight, head tilted, you stared quizically at the boys.

“Yeah, a name. Like my name is Tubbo, that’s Ranboo, and that’s Tommy. What’s your name?”

“Name?”

“I don’t think they have a name, they looked like a stray and they look pretty young.” Tubbo nodded, looking over to you again.

“How about we call you (Y/n)?”

“I like the sound of that.”

“Me too. What do you think?”

“Name!”

“Yes, you have a name.”

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monsoonblooms12 · 3 years

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Bittersweet (Ethan Ramsey x f!MC)

Summary: OH Book 1 Chapter 4 written from Dolores Hudson's POV

A/N: I really wanted to do this because Dolores is such an amazing person and this chapter is one of my favourites in the entire OH series. This picks up from the office fire and ends at Dolores's death.

A/N 2: The flashback portions are indented

If you enjoyed the story, please like it, leave a comment or reblog. Your feedback keeps me going🤍

Characters: Dolores Hudson, Ethan Ramsey, f!MC (Pooja Sharma)

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x Pooja Sharma (f!MC)

Word Count: around 2.8 K

Rating: General

Category: Fluff then Angst

Disclaimer: PB owns most of the characters and some of the dialogues. I only own my MC.

Triggers: Complications in pregnancy, Few Curse Words, Character Death

Prompts: @choicesaprilchallenge2021 Day 23: Classic/Classical

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Clickety-clack!

Dolores's fingers danced on the keyboards in a swift motion as she strived to complete this last email and get home and have a sleep that she missed yesterday due to late-night cravings.

Around her, a chaos of whispers spread as her colleagues engaged in mindless chitter-chatter of the last hour before the end of the office day.

A few nudges of Hey, Dolores! and its variants reached her, but she steered past them, focusing completely on her work.

Just one more line anndd,

Done!

She hit the send and the ping of the 'sent' notification calmed her overworked nerves.

Come on, Lil tadpole, let's file these papers, get ice cream and go home.

She fondly rubbed her belly. 26 weeks in and yet the fact that she was going to become Mamma Froggy was overwhelming and exciting.

She got the prints and in a hurry, nearly got a paper cut.

Careful there! She cajoled herself and started filing those messy sheets of her hard work of the day.

She was almost done just as-

Waaahhh!

The blazing sound, very much like a siren's, reached all of them, leading to the eruption of panicked commotion between all of them.

They had been run through the fire drill so many times that they didn't need to be told that it was a fire alarm.

Dolores left all her possessions, carrying only her bag with the stuffed froggy she had bought for her baby and tried to run.

But being pregnant doesn't make it very easy. Even more, if there was a fucking fire at the place.

People went haywire. Very few cared about the fact that she was carrying a baby, and they should have the minimum decency to help. Most would selfishly try to save themselves, not giving a damn about anyone.

Dolores tried to pave a way for reaching the elevator. It was nearly impossible for her to get down the stairwell in time to save herself from the hazardous situation. She could see that most of the people had already evacuated.

Why was the fire department not here yet?

The fire was ablaze, surroundings hot, and amidst all, Dolores walked slowly, worried only about her little tadpole and not herself.

She pressed the buttons of the elevator. Waited. But nothing budged.

Fuck it!

Smoke engulfed her and she felt suffocated. All through the light-headedness, she could faintly hear, the siren of the ambulance. She hoped someone would save her from this fiery hell.

But there was no one to help her. No one around. The building burnt and if she did not think of something quickly, she would burn with it as well.

Not viewing any other options, she screamed with as much strength she could garner. Once, Twice, Thrice.

The next actions happened quicker than the blink of an eye. She saw a handsome EMT rush towards her. Even though she was already in a blazing environment, she couldn't stop the he's hot reflex of her brain cells. He came to her and reassured her that he would be able to save her and her baby, picked her up, and slowly, yet swiftly, got out of there.

Just like a superhero.

She thought of telling this story of Super-Man coming to save him and his Mama to her baby and the thought made her giggle.

Her head was light, and she felt choked, but her mind would keep going to the little angel of her womb, worrying only for him.

The last she remembers was reaching the ambulance and coughing vigorously. She couldn't breathe normally. She tried and failed miserably. A slow sensation of blacking out and after that, everything blank.

After who knows how long, Dolores feels the glare of white lights around her giving her eyes a painful competition to open up. She squints, tiredness spreading through her body. From office work or the life-threatening experience? She does not know.

She slowly, very slowly, tries to sit up, her hand on her belly, tenderly stroking it, as if to let the child know that his Mamma would not let any harm come to him. Nurses check in on her, one of them replacing the oxygen mask with a nose tube, and she felt a bit more relaxed.

As she was taking in the surroundings, she realized,

Edenbrook!

Coming back here after so many years brought back many memories. The first time she came here. Oh, how panicked she was! She was getting jitters but that calm and brilliant doctor took care of her, not only inside the hospital but also outside it.

Dr Ethan Ramsey.

He still worked here, he had told her in his last email. I need to meet him! She thought.

When was the last time they had met? In that coffee shop last year, right? It had been long.

She traced the name she had thought for her tadpole over and over again on her belly as if to make him memorize it before coming here to her, and looked around.

There was a minimum difference between the room she had been kept in the first time and the one in which she was now, but the time gap made her feel everything was new.

All of a sudden the door swayed, letting in a young doctor and,

Ethan!

She was genuinely excited about seeing him. Of all the possibilities, she hadn't really considered the fact that he would be coming to treat her. He has important cases to take care of than petty smoke inhalation, right?

A frown appears on his forehead. "What did you get yourself into this time, Dolores?"

His stern tone is the tough layer of a walnut, which hid his soft corner, the concerned heart. She smiled at the realization.

She quickly filled him in with all the details. The fire. The hot superman. The baby. Everything.

She finds the young doctor's surprise about Ethan having friends amusing. The look of surprise she had on her face was priceless.

But when the doctor asked her,

"Was Dr Ramsey always so mean?" she guards her mouth using her hand, "And so handsome?"

It was Dolores's turn to be shocked. She knew just how much Ethan hated interns. He used to whine about how stupid they were all the time to her, online & offline. And here was this intern, having enough courage to ask her such a question in front of him.

Impressive!

"This man's definitely got grouchier than before, but even then he had an edge"

"And as for handsome, I think he has aged like a fine wine" Dolores winked and Ethan fumbled for words.

When he got his tone back, it was strict.

No matter what anyone else thought, Dolores knew the real Ethan. The one without his rough and tough exterior and mean demeanour.

And that Ethan, if he ever came out, would make everyone fall in love with him.

As the doctors mumbled between themselves, she looked around, searching for something.

Umm Hmm. She couldn't see it.

"Excuse me Doctor Sharma" Both of them turned to look at her. "I remember having my bad when the hunk brought me out. Did they bring it here?" She asks, anxiety on its borderline, ready to burst out.

She needed it. Very Much.

Dr Sharma looks around for a bit, carefully conscious eyes trained to spot abnormalities. Her eyes, soon enough, fall on the side table of the bed and she picks the purse up and hands it over to Dolores.

Another frantic search follows. She turns all the contents up and down, her happy demeanour replaced with a visible frown.

It's not here, she says, evidently panicked.

A sadness spreads on her face.

"I must have dropped it in the office" She is on the verge of crying.

Dr Sharma places a kind hand on her shoulder. What Happened? Her questioning eyes wordlessly ask.

Dolores sighs, "It probably sounds stupid but I saw this adorable little frog on my lunch break and had to get it for my little tadpole."

"My parents are gone and the father's not in the picture." She adoringly places a hand on her swollen belly, "I just want everything to be perfect for him."

Dr Sharma gives her shoulder a gentle push of reassurance, and adds, "It's not stupid Dolores, absolutely not. I feel like you're going to be a great mom."

Her words make Dolores smile despite the upsetting circumstances, "Thank You. I- I just wished I hadn't lost it."

She stays lost in the thoughts and daydreams of her little tadpole playing with his first gift, growing ever more upset with every passing second.

"I and Dr Ramsey will find it for you!" Dr Sharma's excited tone jolts her out of her thoughts.

She is surprised first and slowly a smile appears, "Really Ethan? You would do that for me?"

He hesitates.

"Erm- Yes, sure." He fumbles.

"Dr Sharma, let's get this urine sample to the lab first. I will meet you in the lot in ten minutes."

Relieved and Happy, Dolores exclaims, "I am 26 weeks pregnant, Ethan. Not gonna take 10 minutes to make me pee!"

And in 15 minutes, they take her urine sample away and bid adieu with a promise of bringing her token of love for her tadpole back.

She was extremely grateful for Dr Sharma. She doubted if Ethan had given in the first time if it had not been her taking initiative.

Wait a Minute.

Ethan Ramsey listened to an intern? That too, in the first time itself? The observation blew her mind.

She recounted the time he had called her to his home to give a dinner treat. Lovely memories of a different face of the man came to her mind like the waves reaching the shore, one after the other.

"Mmm... Ethan, this is delicious!" Dolores found herself falling deeply in love with this masterpiece of Georgian stuffed chicken.

"Thank You, but it wouldn't have got done without your help" Ethan was never the type to take credit. Boast, Huh? What's that?

That's what she liked the most about him. A fine, handsome man, talented without bounds, a successful doctor having shitloads of money and a chef. He was a complete package and yet seemed to be subtly unaware of it.

They chatted about everything from opera to music to their first meet. It was a jolly time.

That is, until, the conversation landed on romance.

"So, seeing anyone?"

"No, not currently." He blushes a bit.

"Imagine" Dolores leans back on her chair, stretching her legs, "if, I said if, you fell in love with," she pauses to look at his curious face, "an intern?"

"Impossible."

It came even before she had finished the word. Dolores was amused.

"Just imagine!"

"I don't want to waste time imagining something as implausible as that. Can we talk about something else please?"

And here he was today, listening to an intern, a different demeanour than usual. Not that it was love, yet, but there was something.

Was he impressed by her?

He talked differently, listened patiently to the young doctor. That Ethan Ramsey who would not stand with an intern for 5 minutes, listened to one?

Anyone who knew him would laugh off the fact and say it was a joke.

Dolores made sure that if it happens, the falling in love with an intern, she will not let Ethan see the end of it. Teasing him to annoyance, yes that's what she would do.

She turned on some soft classical music on her phone, spreading an instant calm and dozed off for a while...

She gets up with a start on the sound of the door opening. She rubs her eyes to get a better view of the people in front of her.

It was Ethan and Dr Sharma!

She looked at them and yes! there it was, her tadpole's froggy.

She was overjoyed.

"You got it!" Dolores breaks into a grin as the sterilized frog is given to her.

"Happy now?" Ethan asks, the faintest glimmer of happiness in his eyes.

"Yes, very, very, much! Thank you so much, Ethan."

She pulls Dr Sharma into a small hug, "You too Dr Sharma, thank you!"

"Of course, Dolores." The young woman's beautiful face gleams at her, "and you can call me Pooja."

After few minutes of chit chat, Pooja leaves to get Dolores's reports.

"Switch on the TV Ethan, it's boring to sit here and do nothing."

"You know you can do better things than watching stupid TV shows?"

"I am doing it because I want to. The least who can do is help me." She shrugs.

"Fine, fine."

After going on a roundabout tour of the various broadcasted shows, they settled to watch a comedy.

Soon Ethan's stoicism got lost in the wilds and he started laughing along with her.

All the while Dolores held the Froggy affectionately to her tummy, to her little tadpole, as if to show it to him and ask if he likes it.

Amidst all the laughs, the medical reports are completely forgotten until there's a soft knock on the door and Ethan looks at someone from the corner of his eye and go out to meet them.

Still, she remains blissfully unaware of her health conditions and basks in the moments of delight she gets alone with her tadpole.

Her eyes remain glued to the TV screen until the doctors come in and from the morbid faces they wore, she knew that the reports were anything but good.

She switches off the TV.

"What is it? Ethan?"

Pooja steps forward, "I want you not to worry, Dolores."

She feels a mild panic attack bursting inside her, "T-That's what people say when there is something to be worried about. Is my tadpole okay?"

Pooja sighs, "Have you heard of preeclampsia? It's a disease affecting one out of ten pregnant women. In most cases, it is manageable, if monitored properly. But in your case-"

She pauses. And Dolores knows that whatever's coming will not be hopeful.

"It's serious."

Dolores quickly asks, "How serious?"

Not too much. Not too much. Please, god, not too much. She crosses her fingers.

"The blood flow to the placenta is slowing. It could deprive your baby of vital nutrients and oxygen."

With his morbid mask matching his melancholy tone, Ethan says, "Your baby is at risk."

Shit.

"B-But I can still feel the baby kicking!" She urges them to come and feel for themselves.

"Dolores it just means the delivery needs to be done early."

"Impossible." Dolores remarks with a deadly determination. "It's too soon."

"Babies delivered at 26 weeks have a good chance of survival." Dr Sharma tries to convince her.

"A-A chance?"

She is not going to play a game of chances with her beloved tadpole, her little jewel.

They keep convincing her.

"Yes he'll have to spend some time in the N.I.C.U and there are chances of post-birth complications-"

"And some don't make it at all. Is my baby is in danger now?" She asks with a motherly force.

"No, not immediately. But-" Ethan is on his tracks to convince her again.

"Then my little tadpole is staying put."

"Dolores—"

"No, Ethan! Just...give me some time! As long as you can give me. Please" It is a request from her heart, and she is on the verge of tears.

"I give you tonight. To come back to your senses."

When they leave, Dolores cries, caressing her belly, her little tadpole in there. She cannot take a risk with his goddamn life, never ever.

Tears roll down her cheeks and she holds the stuffed frog even tighter to herself, praying to god for his magical abilities and to save her baby.

Please.

She fell asleep while crying. When she wakes up, she finds a few unknown nurses and doctors standing there.

She tries to speak but cannot form words. Her head feels light, just like it did in the office building. She could not sense anything, swallowing was trouble.

She makes random sounds and the people come rushing to her, just as her body breaks into violent convulsions.

"We need to take her to the surgery, QUICK!"

They call for a code blue and everything that happens following that is a haze to her.

They are rushing her to the surgery. Her body shakes vigorously, and she can feel that she doesn't have much time left.

She holds the doctor's hand who was rushing her to the O.R.

"N-nam-me him-m E-Ethan."

And with that, she slowly spirals down the realm of unconsciousness, the last thought to ever strike her mind was,

Little tadpole, mamma loves you. You will be okay. Mamma will always be there with you, for you.

And with that her breath leaves her body, the last tear dropping on the O.R. bed.

As Ethan Hudson sees the light of his new life, Dolores passes away into the darkness.

I love you little tadpole.

PS: Thank you so much for reading and I hope you have a great day ahead! Love, Manamee🤍.

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mugsy · 3 years

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Updated commission page, let’s do this one last time

My name is Mugsy, I’m a 19 year old artist with brain problems, and I like to express myself through art. I draw primarily on my iPad, and I use procreate as my main drawing application. I’m working on multiple projects, including Hawyee Froggy and Toon Saloon.

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I can draw: Light/candy + pastel gore Fandom Ocs Ocs x canon Feral and anthro Human and nonhuman Some robotics I can’t/WON’T draw: NSFW/suggestive material Heavy gore Hateful messaging or harmful media Heavy mecha

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travellvogue · 3 years

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“Daddy, can you dress up with us?”- Trent Alexander-Arnold

Halloweek Imagines- Day 3:

The Halloween celebrations had certainly become more exaggerated since the two of you had kids, trick or treating wasn’t necessarily something the kids cared about- especially since they hardly had any sweets or chocolate anyway- but it was more the costumes, the dressing up, and pumpkin carving they cared about. So it was no surprise that your three babies had spent the day telling you all about their plans for their costumes, giggling to yourself as they mention being pieces of cheese… literal cheese… with their faces painted yellow.

You can still hear them chatting away between themselves upstairs in the playroom, your eldest, Cairo, taking charge of the situation as Jackson- his younger brother- chirps in. And your youngest, Sophia, doesn’t entirely have much of a say in the situation- she’d just started walking and only about blubber out a ‘mumma’ and ‘dadda’ when being persuaded with food.

Trent’s car pulls into the driveway whilst you make dinner, instantly smiling at the sight of him walking towards the door, you craved this time of the evening, when he was home for the night, the kids always so excited to see daddy after he’d been at training all day.

“Hi baby” he whispers, the kids were too caught up in discussing Halloween costumes that they hadn’t heard the key be pushed through the door, Trent taking the opportunity of peace and quiet to pay attention to his wife.

There’s a thick smell of spaghetti bolognese lingering in the air- his favourite- humming at the smell as he puts his bags down and tip toes into the kitchen.

“How was training?” your bum taps against the counter, Trent pushing your body so you’re trapped between his own and the cold surface, having no other choice than to look up at him and press your lips against his puckered ones. He tasted like coffee, he usually does these days, at the beginning of your relationship he was never an avid coffee drinker, but with Captaining one of the biggest teams in the world and parenting three kids, sometimes a little caffeine boost was needed.

“Was good” he hums against your mouth, since there were no nosy kids asking for your attention he took the opportunity to snake his hands down your back and to the mound of your ass, giving it a good squeeze. “Missed ya” his head buried against your neck, inviting you to play with his curls. You hum in response, as much as you love that he’s living his dream, it would be nice to spend more time with him on a daily basis, especially now you have to share his attention with three mini-me’s you’d created together.

“The kids have missed ya” you whisper, feeling him pull away slightly so he can look you in the eye. ‘Fall in love with someone's eyes, they never change’ his mother had told him, and god was she right, every time he caught the glimmer of yours he felt himself falling in love with you all over again. Sometimes he’d wonder if this was all a dream, seven years of marriage and three beautiful and healthy kids, he really couldn’t ask for more of a perfect life.

“They’ve been planning out their Halloween costumes” you smile, watching his eyebrows raise in interest. Nodding towards the kitchen island where paper and crayons scatter across the shiny marble counter.

“Princesses huh?” he smiles, flicking through the drawings the kids had done of themselves in pretty dresses and fitting prompts for their characters. The little frog next to Cairo’s drawing of himself hinting that he might want to go as Princess Tiana- not a surprise when he’d made mummy and daddy watch the movie over and over again.

“Mhm... be grateful, this morning they wanted to go as pieces of cheese” you laugh.

“Well they’d make grate pieces of cheese... get it?” he wiggles his eyebrows at the poor pun, watching you roll your eyes once the mess of a joke registers, the Dad-jokes had been out in full force recently.

“Daddyyyy” the two of you smile at the sound of the boys running down the stairs, Cairo holding Sophia as best as he could, her little legs dangling in the air, Trent quickly scooping her up and into her arms for a more comfy hold, her little blabbers and giggles making him coo at her.

“Hi boys” Trent cheers, “Mummy was just showing me your costumes!” he explains, excitement washing over their bodies all over again at the mention of the topic. Cairo claps his hands and climbs up onto the bar stool next to his dad, grabbing at his picture.

“We’re going to be princess daddy” he says proudly making your heart burst with joy. “I’m being Tiana… see there, with the green dress and froggy” he points out the details of his drawing, Trent nodding along patiently despite Jackson tugging at his leg ready to show daddy his drawing, and Soph pulling at the collar of his top- patience is a virtue when it comes to having three young kids.

“That looks great buddy, and who’s J gonna be?” Trent asks, you have to help Jackson onto the other barstool, he didn’t quite have the height to get up independently.

“Snow whiteeee!” Jackson cheers, waving the paper in the air. Soph’s little chubby hands reaching forward and grabbing the air to try and grasp at it. “And daddy guess what…!” he waits for Trent to show enthusiasm in his next piece of information.

“What? You’re gonna give me a poisonous apple?” Trent asks, Sophia giggling along in his lap as he bounces her on his knee.

“No silly” Jackson tuts, “That’s the witch, I’m snow white” Trent sighs in realisation at his mistake, looking over to you as you share a look, finding it funny how bosy the kids can get. “The d- d-” at his young age he struggles with the next word, you have to help him out and say ‘dwarfs’ so he can copy you. “Yeah, them” he nods, “They are gonna be the doggies!” he cheers, Trent let’s out a laugh, of course they were, any opportunity the kids got to dress the poor dogs in costumes, they grasped with both hands.

“And mummy’s okay with this?” Trent raises his eyebrows at you, wondering if you’d agreed to let the kids have creative freedom when dressing up the dogs. You giggle and shrug your shoulders, as long as the dogs weren’t in any harm or discomfort you didn’t mind.

“Tell daddy who you’re gonna be Soph” Cairo coos, it was cute to see him acting so grown up when it comes to his sister. Trent had certainly raised your boys to be very protective of their sister. Sophia simply coos and giggles in response, sucking on her fist and bouncing on Trent’s lap. You make a face at your youngest as you whisper “Moana!”. Trent smiles at the idea of your little girl dressed up in her Moana outfit.

“Soph can you say: I am Moanaaaa” Trent sings, lifting her up into the air, your two boys finding it hilarious as they giggle and sing along to the movies most infamous song.

“Daddy?” Cairo hums, nervously fiddling with the hem of his t-shirt, Trent turns his attention to your first born, waiting for him to continue. “Can you dress up with us?” you smile at his question, and when you look to Trent, your smile only grows. Within a heartbeat he’s answering; “Of course I can buddy… pick me a princess and I’ll dress up with you”.

***

The costume discussion continues throughout the whole of dinner, spaghetti eventually turning cold on the kids plates, their conversation about dress colours, shoes, props and face paint seemed far more interesting than actually eating their food. Your two boys discussing who Trent could go as, right now it seemed a battle between Cinderella and Aurora- seeming to love the idea of dressing daddy in a mermaid's tail. All you and Trent can do is smile and laugh at their excitement.

Bath time was the same, poor Sophia sat clueless in the bath with her brothers whilst they decorated her head with mounds of bubbles, telling you they were giving her ‘moana hair’. Even up until bedtime they were discussing October thirty-first, their bedtime story was of course a Halloween themed one, the three of them cuddled up in their pyjamas with mini-illustrated pumpkins on them. “I love you daddy, you’re going to look beautiful as a princess” Jackson whispers gently, Trent tucking him into bed and gently kissing his head, inhaling the familiar scent of his baby, the two of you had certainly done a great job raising them.

By the time you and Trent get into bed you're exhausted from the endless Halloween discussions. “I wonder what their dressing up as” Trent teases making you giggle, snuggling up close to him as he wraps an arm tightly around you.

“I love you so much, you have no idea” you whisper. He smiles at your words, and as he lays back and closes his eyes and hums “I think the ring on your finger and the three kids give me an idea

#trent alexander arnold #trent alexander arnold imagines #trent alexander arnold one shot #daddy trent #trent alexander arnold blurb #liverpool fc #england nt #halloweek

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safelittlespace · 3 years

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Okay, so I made my very first little gear shopping trip today! I managed to get out of the house by myself and I went to Dollar Tree, Dollar General, and Walmart. I started with Dollar Tree, thinking I would maybe dip my toe in with some small, inexpensive things. I had a general list of a few things I wanted to look at, but I had no idea what all would vibe with me, you know? I spent a bit more than I was intending, but I had it to spare, so no harm done. I had so much fun picking everything out! I had no idea I would find so much!

Check it out! EVERYTHING you see here came from Dollar Tree!

As you can see, I love pink, purple, and Disney princesses. I found everything this precious little girl deserves. Puzzles, coloring books, a few little toys, so many stickers! I’m not sure if I’ll play with the dolls or not, I just thought they were so cute.

I’ll have to put the pics from Dollar General and Walmart in a separate post because I’ve maxed out on this one.

Here’s a complete list of everything I found in Dollar Tree:

Cute clips for snacks

Big Bird’s Day at the Park

Tiny craft scissors

Multi colored ink pens

Pastel socks

Disney Princess 3-in-1 gift set

Disney Princess tissues

Disney Princess Jasmine puzzle

Disney Princess Aurora puzzle

Disney Princess comic book

Disney Princess coloring book

Big print word search book (it has lots of Disney themed pages)

13 packs of stickers!!!

Cosmic Cats coloring book

Sloths Llamas coloring book

Uni-Creatures coloring book

Mer-Creatures coloring book

Froggie cross stitch kit

Butterfly cross stitch kit

Disney Princess Tangled puzzle

Pink play smartphone

Crayola bathtub finger paint

Crayola bath bomb

Disney Princess playing cards

Sesame Street Elmo figure

Sesame Street Cookie Monster figure

Littlest Petshop purple bunny

Pineapple snack cups

2 magic towels

Duckie and froggie bath toys

Breakfast blueberry biscuits

Koala sippy cup

Adorable baby blanket

4 cute dolls

#little space #little space sfw #agere sfw #age regression #agere little #agere positivity #little gear #shopping trip #i had so much fun #dollar tree #agere girl #disney princess #pink and purple #safe little space #i’m so excited

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korsmagicalforest · 3 years

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things to do after a self-harm slip-up.

DISCLAIMER: this is not a pro self-harm blog, and i am not a doctor. if you are self-harming, please seek help from a real mental health professional.

1. clean wounds with water and toilet paper/rags ONLY. do NOT use soap, alcohol, or anything other than water. call emergency services if needed.

2. when the bleeding stops, bandage the wound if needed.

3. know that it’s okay that it happened. the damage is done and you have prevented even more damage from being done.

4. take some time to care for yourself. i liked to put effort into making my skin look healthy so that i would want to hurt myself less.

love,

mountain-froggy

#harm reduction #selllfharm #self harm #self harrrm #proselfharm #selfharm #proannnnna #anarexja #pro bullemia #bulimia #harm redux

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dreamwritesimagines · 5 years

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Burn It Down [Ivar x Reader]

A.N.: Hello my loves and my dreamers! Here’s an Ivar story, -call this The Last Kingdom influence on me loll- I hope you enjoy it! Love you! <3

Summary: The future holds many possibilities.

Characters: Ivar x Reader, Ubbe, Torvi, Hvitserk.

Warnings: Explicit language and depictions of violence.

Word Count: 1228

You were five years old when you pointed at an older woman in the street and informed your mother that she would die soon, and her funeral would have a lot of flowers.

Your mother had, of course, shushed you, telling you to keep your mouth shut and dragged you to the small hut, sat you down, and looked you dead in the eye, her voice stern as if you had done something wrong.

“People will not understand,” she had told you, “They will fear you. And fear usually turns into hate, my love. You need to learn how to hide.”

The thing was, as your father would tell you later on, you were way too feral to hide.

In all honesty, you had seen this Viking invasion years ago. You knew it was coming, you knew the streets you had walked in would be flooded with blood, you knew the screams that would echo through the whole city, and you knew you would walk through the ashes unharmed.

Nobody believed you. Not the king, not his advisors, not even your own sister.

“We are too powerful,” they had told you, “These walls cannot be penetrated.”

“We will kill the heathens if they dare.”

“God will protect us.”

You turned your head when you heard the footsteps and voices of the army, speaking in a language you didn’t know, but then you decided to focus on the warm animal heart in your hand, closing your eyes and saying a prayer before you stabbed the heart with your dagger, and let the blood spill down on the shape you had drawn on the floor of the hut. You smiled to yourself, then looked over your shoulder as soon as someone broke the door down, making you turn around to see him better.

Seeing him in your visions and dreams was one thing, but seeing him actually breathing at your door, covered in blood while leaning on his crutch was another. His warriors stood behind him, two men and a woman, all carrying swords with a wild look in their eyes. The longer haired one exchanged looks with the woman, then turned to him,

“Ivar, she’s a witch,” he said, “Be careful.”

“Let’s leave,” the woman said, “We already have the city.”

“You’re a witch?” Ivar said, his voice was exactly how it was in your visions. You arched a brow, then your lips pulled into a smile as soon as he stepped inside the hut.

“I am,” you said, “And you, Ivar the Boneless, are under my will from this moment on.”

The lighter haired man beside him looked between you and him, “What?”

“Hvitserk-“ the woman said through her teeth, “Don’t.”

“Under your will?” Ivar scoffed a laugh, “I’m under nobody’s will, witch.”

“Your life is mine, Boneless.” You stated, “It has been mine since you stepped inside. I have your heart now,” you raised your hand to show him the bloody heart in your hand, and dug your long fingernails into it, making Ivar’s breath get caught in his throat before he coughed and you threw the heart at his feet.

“Tell your people to leave us,”

Hvitserk and the other man shook their heads,

“Ivar, let’s leave.”

“Ubbe,” Ivar said, “Leave us.”

“I’m not leaving you with a witch!”

“I will not harm him,” you told him, “If that is what burdens your heart.”

“Leave us.” Ivar repeated and you leaned back to the table, smiling slightly at his people, then waved dismissively. Ubbe gritted his teeth but the woman pulled him outside, and Hvitserk followed them.

A silence fell upon you, and his eyes went to the heart on the ground before he looked up at you.

“You cursed me.”

“I did.” You said, “You may take a seat. Battles are tiring, I presume.”

He didn’t budge, “Lift the curse.”

“Not until I’m sure of my safety.” You said, “Not until you trust me.”

“I don’t trust your kind.”

“Nor do I yours.”

“Vikings?”

“Men.” You shrugged, “Your feelings can be fickle, so are your reactions. But I know things about you, Boneless. I’ve seen your past and your future. I know where your fate lies, and it happens to be entwined with mine.”

His eyes narrowed, “What of my fate?”

“I’m not allowed to say,” you stated, “I can only tell you the parts of it.”

“What parts of it?”

“I can say that it will not be your last, nor your biggest victory,” you said, “Your path is different than your father’s, or your ancestors.”

“You know of my father?”

“I’ve seen him in the snake pit,” you said, “I’ve seen your gods. They were not happy with King Aelle, they helped you to get your revenge.”

“Anyone could’ve known that.”

“I know that loneliness haunts your heart,” you said, twirling the dagger in your hand, “I know that you think you’ve been cursed long before here and now. I know what happened in your tent two nights ago.”

He gawked at you for a moment before he grabbed his axe, fuming through his nose,

“What if I killed you now?” he asked you, “Right now?”

“You would stay cursed until eternity and beyond.” You stated, “Not to mention you are way too clever for it.”

“Too clever to kill you.”

“Too clever to kill me,” you nodded, “Why would you? When I could tell you of your future victories? Of the future lands you will conquer? Of the people who will only whisper your name with the fear of you?”

That seemed to push him into his thoughts for only a moment before he lowered his axe, apparently not happy with it.

“Then I will take you with me,” he said sulkily, like a child who didn’t get what he wanted and you tilted your head to the right.

“I know,” you said, “And contrary to what your mind is trying to convince you right now, it is not your decision, nor is it mine.”

His eyes searched yours and he licked his lips,

“You will tell me of my future victories, when it’s time to attack other lands,” he demanded and you raised your brows, trying your hardest not to scoff at his audacity to think he could order you.

“I will,” you said, walking to him, “But I will not be responsible of your fate.”

He nodded slowly, and you walked past him to the door, but stopped dead on your tracks as soon as you heard his voice,

“What else then?”

“What?”

“What are you allowed to tell me?”

You let out a laugh, “Surely the leader of the Great Heathen Army does not expect to have the answers to his whole life by a witch.”

“You said you could.”

“I never said I would.” You said and smiled softly, “My fate is entwined with yours, Boneless. Does not mean I would betray the forces I have aligned myself with.”

He gritted his teeth, “I wish to know more.” He demanded and you shot him a mischievous look,

“You will, in time.” You said, then nodded at the heart lying on the ground, “But know this, king Ivar. No other woman will have and hold your heart but me.”

With that, you stepped over the threshold and walked past his people to go deeper into the woods.

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