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paperstarwriters · 5 months

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To the Soft and the Cold

Optimus Prime x Reader

Warnings: fluff

Summary: Despite being a giant metal robot, sometimes people call Optimus soft. Despite being a soft squishy human, sometimes people call you cold.

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Word count: 1,397

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"It's funny."

"Hm?"

The wind blew past you, sweeping through your clothes and cooling you down as the setting sun kept you warm. It would not keep so kind a temperature for long—the cold seeped in more and more with every passing minute—but in the Jasper desert a little bit of cool air was a welcome gift. Which, perhaps only highlights the strange disparity between you even more.

"Despite being the soft squishy human from a hot little desert, I'm seen as cold. Despite being the giant transforming iron truck from a planet made of metal, you're seen as...Soft."

Despite the beauty of the sunset and the growing hues of pink that burst across the horizon, Optimus never tore his optics from you—until now. Averted to the setting sun, he shifted so he was closer to you before he tucked his legs up to his chest, and leaned a little more against the rocks you stood on. His helm now within reach, you swept your hand across his audial fin ignoring the feeling of dust against metal.

Having spent so long in this little desert, the dust and debris has long since ceased to irritate you—even more once you met Optimus. It's far from the worst he's been anyways. Compared to some other times, this layer is at least very thin. It's a thing you've noted lately, how you would often find that Optimus only ever really had a thin sheen of dust overtop him, while some of the other bots like Bulkhead or Arcee, or even Ratchet seemed to have layers upon layers of sand and grime. At best, they only cleaned when it became awfully visible, at worst they'd clean only when the grime began to impede their functioning. You didn't blame or judge them of course. Cleanliness could take a bit of a back seat in the face of ensuring both your own and an entire easily squishable population's survival.

It made it easier to touch and feel him though. Sometimes you liked to think that it made it easier for him to feel you.

"Do you think so too?" Optimus asked, the fin you had been petting for a while now twitching slightly and encouraging you to reach for the bottom side of it.

Despite your temptations, you're cautious not to reach too far, knowing the twitch of his fins were hardly under his control. It's never really happened before, even as his fin twitched as your hand remained against it, but you still can't help the natural fear of a big metal object slashing through the air and slicing or crushing your arm.

"Think what?" you ask, sweeping your thumb across the metal you hold. It's hardly any movement at all, but you can see how Optimus relaxes at the feeling. It's a little hard to wrap your head around—how such a big bot can feel such a small thing—but you're grateful for the little kindness that you’re allowed to give.

"Do you think I'm soft?"

You answer immediately. You answer without thinking.

"Yeah."

His fins go still.

Could you really deny that Optimus was soft? When he leaned against the surface you stood on, placed his helm so close to you so that you could touch him. When he snuck the both of you away and carved time from his hectic and important schedule just to read poetry with you—Primus, not even just for you. When he'd offer to bring snow back for Raf to see, when Miko and Jack would struggle in their classes—a miniature, distracting problem in the face of planetary survival and war—but Optimus would still offer advice from his experience and knowledge as an archivist and help if he had an extra moment to spare. When he'd calmly console Bee or Ratchet or compliment any member of his team...

It was impossible to see him as anything but soft and tender and kind.

You knew, of course, that many criticized that. War was no place for a person to be soft. It lead to enemies being spared, left to kill another day, left to take another one of your own when you didn't take one of theirs. Optimus had been criticized many a time for that lingering trace of softness around Megatron, the sort that made him falter, and let Megatron get the upper hand.

Soft, perhaps, is an insult to someone like him.

"I mean when you're with us," you blurt trying to remedy Optimus' spiraling thoughts. "You're soft with the kids and your team, I don't think that it's a bad thing to be kind to at least—"

"I don't think you're cold,"

"…What?"

He lifts a servo and as gently as he can manage, he brushes it against your stomach and chest. It still manages to knock you back a step, but once you lean into his touch, you find comfort in the tender motions

"You're warm,” he muses, optics trained intently on the the contact between his digit and your torso. “You're soft as well."

The laughter that bubbles up in your chest isn't meant to sound mocking, but you can't help but worry if it does. You've received many cold criticisms for the cruelty of your delight, even when you never intended to mock or harm. It makes you guarded, weary.

When you look at Optimus, all you see is his soft blue eyes, bright against the darkening sky, and the softest little curve of a smile upon his lips.

Soft. Warm. Tender. When he looks at you like you hang the stars in the sky, how could you describe him as anything else?

"I didn't mean it like that," you grouch instead. Averting your eyes back to the horizon where the sun had already long slipped down. The hues of orange and gold are the only traces of it left, and the darkness approaches with astounding speed.

It's cool, and soft and, tender. A welcome relief against the desert heat.

The night is nice as well, but not nearly as kind to you as the cool metal of his digit.

"I know." Optimus chuckles a little, his smile growing wider.

In the face of it you can't help but run through anything and everything you could do to keep the broad grin on his face, knowing it was a fleeting rarity amidst all of his hardships. You wish you had met under better circumstances. Even if he was still an archivist rather than a powerful faction leader selected by an alien god, you'd still want to be with him. Perhaps then, without the weight of two worlds resting on his shoulders, you could wring a smile from his face and keep it there for longer than an hour.

Inevitably it falters, and eventually it falls away. You don't know what had caused it, but it strikes a pain in your chest all the same.

"I meant... In the way you refer to me as soft as well," Optimus clarifies, once again shifting his digit to rub patterns against what little of you he could touch. "You're warm. You're kind and sweet and tender. You say I'm soft as if you aren't warm."

Your body decides to take his words as advice, as your cheeks and chest grow warm under Optimus' scrutiny. Once more delight burst across his face, and his digits curl around you, to allow his thumb to press a little firmer against your warm chest.

"So warm..." he hums, delighting in your embarrassment.

You try, and fail to tuck yourself away from his scrutiny. You could have done a better job at it, you know, but the chance to watch the liquid delight wash over his features is a moment you would never squander. So you let him grin and ridicule you in silence, the delight in his eyes, combining with a pillow-soft look, as you settle down in your half-hiding position leaning against his thumb.

"So... Soft," you reply.

Despite your whisper, you know Optimus can still pick up the soft sound of your voice, so keenly attuned to listening for you. Even then, you continue to hide halfheartedly, still taking the chance to watch Optimus laugh and still trying to hide the warm look that was surely growing on your face.

You didn't want it to be too easy for him to prove himself right, after all.

#transformers #transformers prime #tfp #tfp optimus prime #tfp optimus x reader #Transformers optimus x reader #optimus x reader #optimus prime #optimus #optimus prime x reader #x reader #reader insert #gn reader #optimus x you #optimus prime x you #transformers x reader

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build-a-buddy · 9 months

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Squishable Mini Cat Bee

#buddy posts #stuffed animal #stuffed animals #allplush #safeplush #plushie #plush #squishable #squishables #did secure this one! ;3

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aurolga · 7 months

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Roghuue, Roghu for short @bonniegem's sona, a fun trans woman that loves cooking and eating, she owns her own bakery at a snowy place called Willowbrook, which is where she met Vissca for the first time, then they started making out or something not sure yet abt taht part. She also has a lil' plushie called Jelly the bee, she is very squishable (also important detail)

#aurolga #fantasy world #rpg #worldbuilding #monster girl #sona #bees

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leetaehwan · 8 months

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bias tag game !

tagged by @lee-minhoe and @ambivartence 💕

rules: you're going to pick 10 of your biases (or as many biases as you have and then fill in the rest of the spots with idols you like) and number them 1-10, then answer the questions below. try not to look at the questions before you make your list!

tagging (if u want no pressure ofc!): @chanrizard @gnanii @snug-gyu @changbeens @jikyu @lunetual @minchanz @jinniebit @jwoongz

continued under the cut :)

bias list !

lee know (skz)

dk (svt)

jaehyuk (treasure)

taehwan (vanner)

mark lee (nct)

jinyoung (got7)

bang chan (skz)

soobin (txt)

donghyun (ab6ix)

mingyu (svt)

questions !

1. Between 7 and 5, who did you bias first?

mark was first; i got into nct in like late 2019 and i didn't find skz/chan until late 2021 i think?? mark is like , my second or third bias in nct though lol

2. Between 2 and 6, who are you more attached to?

deekay babieeeeee <333 don't get me wrong i LOVE jinyoung but seokmin ...... that's my number one dude, my boy of all time, if u will

3. If you were to spend the day with either 3 or 1, who would you choose and what would you do?

OMG LEE KNOW OR JAE 😭😭😭 i'm gonna give it to lee know tho (nobody's shocked). similar to mel's answer we could go on a lil stroll through the woods then stop for coffee after. we go back home and i'll watch him make lunch for us and then we binge watch spy x family for the rest of the day bc i still haven't finished it yet and he would not have that .

4. What is your favorite physical feature about 9?

donghyun my bestie my bee eff ?!?!! honestly probably his cheeks he has the most squishable lil face like look

are u kidding </3

5. What is your favorite part of 6's personality?

PARK JINYOUNG MY BELOVEDDDDD 😭 he is so passionate about what he does - singing, dancing, acting, he is putting in the work and it shows!! didn't think i could love him more and then i watched he is psychometric DUDE 🥺🥺 that's not even the one he won an award for but like dang bro he was good !!!! also i feel like he has a good balance of being silly goofy and like . being serious/chill/more reserved??? idk he's a virgo so he def takes himself seriously but like , not too much u know ??

not to rant but i love how he loves his members too . he is so kind like he really loves them and cares for them and wants them all to succeed, regardless of how often he says they're annoying (yugbam the problem children fcdjhdvjk) he's rly just the mom (yugyeom's specifically) of the group and it's very sweet <3

6. If you were to tell 8 anything you wanted, what would you tell them?

soobin!!! i would tell him he's doing a great job being the leader to his hooligans and that i get "bye guys!! hi ladies!!! mwah!" stuck in my head at least once a week 🖤

7. Between 1 and 2, whose closet would you raid?

between lino and dk hm ... i think they're both pretty similar (casual, comfy, boyfriend-y) but if i had to choose i'd say dokyeom. he seems just a little bit more adventurous in his style i feel like he likes a good pattern

8. What is a style that you want to see 3 try?

hm for jae and also for the rest of the group i think something in the vein of seventeen's home;run era could be fun .. all the funky colors and retro-y fits ! 🤔🔮 i'm seeing jae with dark hair and a patterned collared sweater .. and pearls ofc 🔮

9. Between 5 and 4, who are you closer to in height?

i think mark and taehwan are the same height (5'9"/175cm) so neither ! hfdkvfjfd

10. Between 10 and 9, whose music do you like the best?

individually, i'm sorry gyu i'm gonna give it to donghyun i looove his vocals ! venus ??? so smooth so ethereal 🍯 in terms of their groups though, i love my yeppis but it's gotta be seventeen for me dawg they're like all time for me we're rly in this carat shit for life 💎 i can't find the words to explain how much i love them and their music literally the only thing coming to mind rn is when dk said "it's love, of course" and like !!!! yeah !!! ykwim !?!!

#sorry this took forever but thanks for tagging me friends!!#games

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lmfwiamx · 1 year

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leetol bay bee. squishables plague doctor and nurse are so cute. dont worry ill make the nurse soon too!

#plague doctor #squishable #minimalist art #minimalist wallpaper #procreate

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vermillion-vulture · 1 year

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This is a little outdated now, as I've since made some more changes to these guys. But here's one of my initial nox vox (Victoria's species) concepts.

Basically these guys are eusocial like ants, bees, and naked mole rats. This means they live in large communities of related individuals, all descended from the same mother. (Or a queen, if you will)

They're descended from nocturnal burrowing creatures, and although they've had a whole lotta time to adapt to a more high tech lifestyle since then, they still retain some fun throwback traits. Like being super stretchy n' squishable, and having the ability to echolocate. They're also shockingly strong for their diminutive size. (5ft is pretty much as tall as they can get, and even that's pretty rare lmao)

#my art #digital art #art #artists on tumblr #oc #original character #character design #monster #alien art #alien oc #speculative anatomy #speculative biology #sci fi oc #creature design

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velvetfoxgames · 1 year

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which squishmallow would be each LI's fav?

I'm going to do squishables because I have a catalog. But if you want squishmallows let me know

Alexei - Cat bee

Brooklyn - Highland cow

Leo - Whale shark

Milo - Mothman

Rory - Sourdough

Tobias - Ranch

#infinite blue #ask #tobias #rory #leo #milo #alexei #brooklyn #velvet fox games

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suguwu · 5 months

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BEE I JUST NOTICED KITA'S SCARF N MY HEART SQUEEZED!! so cute so CUTE (just like u)

he needed to stay warm it's winter now!!! gotta bundle him up!!! it does bring out my cute aggression tho he's so SQUISHABLE like this (hi ily you're the cutest)

#🪴.ask #liv.🪷#i went thru several scarves before settling on this one lmao #gotta keep my baby warm

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fluffyselfships · 1 year

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🗒️ 💌 🧀 ~ rebeccaselfships

🗒️ - what are your favorite details about s/i that you think more people should notice?

gary - is everything an answer?

on a serious note i think that they have the cutest little dimples and they have such a knockout smile.. i love it

cole- where do i start? ill limit myself to a couple of specific things. Their laugh for starters, they have a tiny little giggle and a super loud cackle and theres no in between, and my other favorite is more physical but, their soft pink cheeks.. theyre so soft and squishable..

💌 - describe your first date. was it a success, awkward, etc.?

gary- we..actually havent had a proper first date yet 😅 turns out when a literal space demon wants to kill you it ruins your friday night plans! who knew?

cole- it wasnt anything too fancy shmancy but i slept over at their place to have dinner and watch the spongebob movie (they have excellent taste if i do say so myself) regardless i say it was pretty successful best date ever💜

🧀 - what's your cheesiest petname for s/i, and what's theirs for you? any other funny petnames you use for each other?

gary- they call me garebear most of the time and i call them starlight!! they also call me bighead >:(

cole- my cheesiest petname is probably either bee or pinky, which ever flusters them more❤️ they call me big guy and i'm an absolute sucker for it..

#☄️ mod gary #📺 mod cole

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thenexusofsouls · 1 year

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Muse: Strychthia

[ Bio and other information below the cut! ]

Type of Character & Fandom/Source Material: Fandomless OC inspired by the tiny fairy character in “The Companion,” the third story in an anthology entitled The Forbidden Fables. I used to write her over at @strychthia, but just like her friend Jix, I’m going to move her over to this blog for now.

Name: Strychthia (pronounced STRICK-thee-uh)

FC: The tiny fairy from The Forbidden Fables.

Race: A species of insectoid sky fae called a grassling. The mundane insect species she resembles are those that live among grass or in grasslands, such as grasshoppers, locusts, and praying mantises.

Gender: Female

Height: About 4-5 inches tall not including her wings.

Age: 10 years (human developmental equivalent of 16; lifespan of approximately 60 years)

Sexual Orientation: Asexual

Occupation: Gatherer of berries and collector of interesting shiny things, haha.

Languages: Her own native language; Gaelic; English

Family: She has parents and siblings but doesn’t see or speak to them anymore since she left home because she’s a bit of a societal outcast.

Appearance: Strychthia resembles a grasshopper-like insect as far as her face and antennae, although her body and legs more resemble a mantid. She technically has six legs, although her front two legs function more like arms. Her mouth is a combination of insect-like mouth parts and a more human type mouth with little teeth. When in her “costume,” she pulls her four legs together to make them look like only two and uses her front two legs like arms. When exposed, she falls into her more natural four-legged stance. When she flies, her four bottom legs dangle down, much like those of bees. She has two large eyes that are more like animal eyes in that they are not compound like mundane insect eyes, although she does have two sets of eyelids, almost like cats or lizards do.

With her mask and robe:

Without her mask or robe:

In flight:

Potentially Triggering Material in Threads: I... I can’t... even think of anything triggering with Strychthia. She’s so wholesome. Maybe... just not being comfortable with herself and her appearance? Poor self-image and low self-esteem.

Likes: Love; Friends and family; Food: fruits, berries (cranberries and both fresh and dried currants are her favorite), vegetables, sweet leaves, flower petals, flower nectar, sugar cubes, maple syrup, cookies, pancakes, sweet breads, candy, peppermint; Presents and good surprises; Music: soft sounds, piano, wind instruments, singing; Bright lights: lightning, fireworks, lanterns, candles, bioluminescence, the sun and moon; Warmth: warm water, baths, and blankets; Happy laughter

Dislikes: Being hunted or chased; Loud noises: screaming, banging, explosions, thunder; Cold, especially cold water; Darkness, especially cold and darkness combined; Nasty people: cruelty, manipulation, being mean or petty; Mockery: mocking laughter, being made fun of or taunted for being ugly or about her appearance in general

Exceptional Talents: Singing; flying; crafting; painting,; sewing; braiding; climbing

Things She’s Not Good At: Swimming; lying; pilfering

Personality: Strychthia is a gentle, kind, considerate, compassionate, and empathetic soul, but she is also timid, shy, and distrusting. She is very aware of how tiny and easily-squishable she is, and this makes her very scared of larger creatures, not trusting them to treat her well at first glance. There is a great curiosity in her, however, that usually outweighs her fears and causes her to take chances. If food is involved and she is very hungry, she gets even more adventurous, sometimes taking very daring chances to pilfer a particularly tasty morsel.

Mundane Abilities:

Strychthia has an impeccable sense of direction, especially when flying. She is able to remember places she has only been to once, places she visited in the dark, and can find places given only sparse directions.

She has poisonous saliva, corrosively acidic, but she does not use this ability too often because she thinks it’s really mean. But she could temporary blind if she hits someone in the eyes, and if it lands on skin, it could cause sores or lesions if not cleaned off. This is because she is actually regurgitating highly acidic digestive fluids from her gut. It is usually a stress response, the result of her being very scared or in fear for her life. She only uses it when absolutely necessary. She uses it to defend herself in dire situations.

In addition to poisonous saliva, she can also have adhesive saliva if she chooses. This is done by mixing her saliva with a resin-like secretion on the insides of her cheeks that is then pushed out through her mouth parts. This can act like a glue that, while moderately strong, is unfortunately diluted and weakened with water, such as during a rain storm. In a pinch, however, it’s useful.

She is an adept carver and an artist. She carved her mask herself from animal bone, complete with a lovely face and hair twisted and tied from the “silk” of common weed varieties of plants. She can also paint with berry juices and plant saps, and can carve animals, leaves, and other imagines into both wood and bone. She does this all with her front pair of legs, which have very hard claw-like points on the ends.

Magicial Abilities:

Because Strychthia is fae and not a mundane insect, she is a magical animal. This means that, unlike insects, she produces body heat. She also has intelligence and the capacity to learn that is on part with humans, elves, etc.

She can make healing berries by infusing berries with magic. She prays over them and casts spells with her prayers, and depending on how she prepares the berries, they can aid in easing or curing illness, sickness, and poisoning. They only work on mammals, insects, and insectoid fae, though. She hasn’t quite figured out reptile or fish yet. This is not an instant ability, as she must pray over the berries for some time in order to infuse them with healing magic.

She can evoke or soothe emotions with her singing, either inducing compassion, calm, or empathy in others or calming things like anger and hate. This works on higher creatures such as humans, elves, shapeshifters, and other fae (with some racial exclusions depending on compatibility and strength of will, of course) as well as mundane animals and even some types of insects. The effects can last for several minutes after she stops singing.

Background & General Info:

Strychthia used to be a very adventurous young one, always exploring well beyond her family’s land and ever-curious about human beings. To her people, humans were large, dangerous, destructive, selfish, and cruel creatures that destroyed food plants, poisoned the earth, and killed without reason or remorse. To Strychthia, humans were fascinating and beautiful creatures she wanted to learn more about and aspired to be like. As humans would look up to angels or other higher beings, Strychthia admired humans very much, to the point of coming to believe she was very ugly compared to them.

She carved a tiny mask for herself out of animal bone, taking a lot of time to make it resemble a soft and lovely human face. In the side of the mask, she carved holes from which were tied woven and twisted silken threads from the seed pods of grassland plant species, to give herself the appearance of having hair. She treasured every little bit of cloth scrap she found in her travels, fashioning robes from them. Dressing herself in all of this, Strychthia felt more beautiful. In time, it got to the point where she was never seen without her mask and robe.

Eventually, her people grew tired of her obsession with humans and challenged her to give it up. They tried to teach her that humans were evil, and tried to get her to see the beauty in herself and her own people. Try as she might, though, Strychthia always felt ugly. She was happiest when wearing her mask and robe, and she continued to admire humans. This earned her an expulsion from her little flight of fae, and the community was quite clear. Don’t come back!

In addition to feeling ugly and unwanted, now Strychthia is very lonely. She wanders the earth, exploring and forever admiring any humans and other humanoid creatures she meets from afar. Not daring to get too close, lest she be squashed, she watches life from afar, wishing she had friends and a family to fill her lonely hours.

Relationships: She is friends with my other adorable diminutive fae OC, Jix, my oaken leafling.

Potential Starter Ideas:

Strychthia is pretty versatile in that she can be found anywhere insects can. Forests, fields, people’s backyards, pet stores, heh, you name it.

Sometimes she gets into trouble and needs saving.

Also she frequently gets caught trying to pilfer food.

Or your muse can just run into her somehow while they’re out and about.

Fun facts:

Strychthia secretly wishes she could have her own business selling her artwork: carvings, paintings, and other crafts.

Her name in her native language means “strong like strychnine,” which refers to her being poisonous. In her culture, this is seen as a strength and a good thing. She doesn’t much care for her name, though, for she feels it’s not necessarily a good thing to be poisonous.

She gets offended when others compare the buzzing sound her wings make to that of flies. Bees and beetles are okay to compare her to, though.

#muse: strychthia #{she's so precious... pls give her some love}

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marblesarelost · 4 months

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Christmas Follies; or the Graciousness of Ghosts.

Be me.

Have all the Christmas presents and stuff put up, it's all put up nice and safe, the presents, the candy, everything nice, it's all nice and safe and put away.

Now what you have to understand, Gentle Reader, is that I have ... something of a reputation, you see.

Marbles always loses SOMETHING at Christmas, because she hides it SO WELL. There was one year that we didn't find the damn present until the next August. THAT'S how well I hide Christmas stuff.

So again, be me.

And @palaquinn & the Princex come over with their presents for us, so of course I bring out our presents for them and for Bee, because hell, in for a penny, right? (Before you worry about Football Boy, trust me, he's getting a good Christmas, too.) I bring out everything from the closet and everything is great until I start looking for the stocking candy and the presents for his family.

And.

Can't.

Find.

Them.

Now, rest easy; he found the presents for his family, they were out in plain sight where I would have found them if I weren't in a tizzy. But for the life of me, I could not find the damn Christmas Stocking Candy! I looked EVERYWHERE. I mean EVERYWHERE. I looked downstairs in the moving boxes, just in case; I looked in my couch's storage space; I looked EV-ER-Y-WHERE. Hell, I even looked under the damn kitchen sink, that's how messed up I was, okay?

So he and the Princex go home, and Football Boy comes home from work, and now FB is looking for the candy too because CANDY, goddammit! You only get the candy in the plastic canes ONCE A YEAR, and it HITS DIFFERENT. It just DOES.

And it gets late, and I decide to go to bed. Just as I'm turning out the lights, I looked toward the ancestor altar where Jody's pictures are, and said; "Sweetheart, I know you're laughing at me, and I know your daddy is laughing at me. Help me find the candy tomorrow, okay? Please? Because I know you know where it is."

Reader.

Gentle. Reader.

So I laid down on the couch, and rolled over and stretched out toward my full-size Cerberus Squishable, which has been on the couch, within easy reach of me and Palaquinn and Bee ALL. DAMN. DAY.

And I hear a rustle, and feel plastic.

Let me tell y'all, I sat up like a shot and moved Cerberus out of the way, and THERE WAS THE FUCKING CHRISTMAS CANDY.

I laid there and laughed and cried and laughed again before getting back up and loading up the stockings.

So I don't know if the candy was actually there under Cerberus all day; I really don't know how it could have been and none of us rustled the bag or reached out and touched it. I guess it could have been. I suppose.

But...

Well, I have been listening to "A Christmas Carol" read by Tim Curry on repeat. Heck, it's playing in my ear right now. And while yes, the Veil is thin at Samhain/Halloween, it's just as thin if not thinner at the Solstices. That's how the Good People can come and ride on our plane at those times, after all; the walls between dimensions are thin, and the Gates are ajar.

So you'll pardon me, I hope, for thinking that Jody and N. were laughing at me all day long, but heard me at the end of the day, and brought the candy back from wherever it had gone.

Thank you, both of you. You're not forgotten. You're never forgotten.

Merry Christmas.

#Christmas #candy #Marbles is a twit #ghosts #Idk what happened #but I know what I think happened

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