#ty for the info!!!

[beacon-lamp]

Hey! The Streamer award nominations have opened up, and I think it would be really fun if we all nominated the Hermitcraft Charity Stream for the "Best Philanthropic Event" category :) could you imagine Scar's reaction? Nominations are open at https://thestreamerawards.com/ !

YES ABSOLUTELY

#japanesedragonrider #and the go karts they raised money for just got delivered this week #ty for the info!!! #everyone go nominate #goodtimeswithscar #hermitcraft

[v-toast]

minish vaati. u agree

#id in alt #minish cap #tloz #vaati #art #little rodent... #also im assuming ?? that vaati is albino so thats why the tail doesnt have the minish typical colouring #idk if its a tail in game actually #bc the town minish dont seem to have them ?? #so maybe its some sort of belt thing #whatevarr #EDIT a couple of people mentioned that the tails are decorative and i think thats very cool ty for the info :]

[ahalliance]

[In French] Doigby, Presenter: “But who is this person?

[In French] Étoiles: So the story’s a bit mad, because you have to know that Baghera joined a Minecraft server that she said practically changed her life, which is the QSMP. And basically, the CEO, or the person who made the QSMP, who is a superstar in Mexico, took a plane from Mexico to come here in order to support Baghera. And I find that incredible, it’s Quackity.

[In English] Étoiles: Quackity — how do you feel? Like, it’s amazing, you come all the way from Mexico to come there?

Quackity: Well, I— I flew from Los Angeles, it was a thirteen hour flight, but I’m here to see this incredible event, the French community is amazing. This is an incredible event. And I’m here to uh, root for Baghera and Horty!

[In French] Étoiles: He says that he’s completely— that he finds it impressive just how incredible the event is, that he flew more than thirteen hours by plane to come here, and to, well, to support Baghera and Horty, and that, well, he’s having a wonderful time—“

#qsmp #étoiles #quackity #gp explorer 2 #so sorry idk the main presenter’s name 💀 I DON’T GO HERE #literally only french speaking person ever to not follow squ*ezie’s content it feels like #jay rambles #edit: his name is doigby ty saecookie for the info ❤️

[hajihiko]

Touching up on my danganronpa knowledge when I came across the scene in chapter 5 where the group realizes none of them have seen Nagito in a while, and in an act that shorta surprised me, Fuyuhiko is the one who speaks up saying he tried to check on Nagito but hasn’t seen him. I could’ve seen that coming from Chiaki, Hajime, or even Sonia but the game pointing out Fuyuhiko was the one who wanted to see what was going on stuck with me

He's a responsible little guy!

#Me shaking and quivering trying not to show my clear bias for mother hen Fuyuhiko: #He also was against Nagito being tied up initially right? (Though I think he was projecting back then) #He thinks Nagito is dangerous and wants to keep an eye on him these things coexist very well actually #not an art #(Ty for the ask I delight in canon info about my Boy)

[wikitpowers]

GIVE. ME. TY. TALKING. ABOUT. THE. FIRST. TIME. HE. SAW. KIT. AND. WHAT. HE. THOUGHT. IN. THAT. MOMENT. PLEASE. AND. THANK. YOU.

#all caps and full stops were needed #don’t ask why tho #it’s top secret info #(totally has nothing to do with the fact that i’m just very passionate about this) #ty blackthorn #kit herondale #kit x ty #kitty #the dark artifices #the wicked powers #tda #twp #tsc

[aquaquadrant]

Why do I feel like Etho and Patho would actually really get along well. Like there'd be a minute of "oh shit" then they'd be making some weird machine together.

Also any chance you would be willing to share the story about Patho's clock and maybe info on Hels Bdubs?

(honestly? true. patho isn’t bothered enough w the concept of being a doppelgänger so he’d be chill w etho if etho was chill with him. and etho’s like. always chill. anyway idk if this’ll answer ur questions but here’s uhhhh something)

~*~

patho pauses at the top of the netherrack hill, boots hissing briefly as he shifts off a magma block.

xyz: -12,485.167 / 67.09835 / 253,295.942

the coordinates ever-present within his field of view tell him he should be another hundred or so blocks away in the z axis, but he can already see the jungle’s grown since his last visit. it’s been slowly overtaking the neighboring nether waste biome for a couple decades, now. rate of growth has held constant, unchanging. that's something, at least.

patho slowly scans the horizon. words and numbers flash across the left half of his vision as his cybernetic eye rapidly processes new information based on visual input: netherrack, netherrack, crimson nylium, grass, jungle wood, jungle wood, jungle leaves, weeping vine. light level 3, 3, 3, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4. there's a lava pool eleven blocks over in the x axis; light level 15.

he starts walking again.

153 fps t: inf fancy-clouds b: 15x15 3 tx 3 rx c: 695/41672 (s) d: 16, pc: 000, pu: 00, ab: 42 e: 23/109, b: 0, sd: 9 p: 18 t: 109 error fc:0 xyz: -12,487.331 / 65.21091 / 253,375.987 block: -12,487 65 253,375 chunk: -780 15 7,835 facing: south (towards positive z)(1.5/5) client light: 5 (0 sky, 5 block) biome: error:nether waste local difficulty: 6.75//0.00 (day error404 not found) sounds: 5/247 + 0/8

the data shifts with every step. he's learned to tune most of it out by now, only paying attention to the biome indicator as he crosses the chunk threshold.

biome: error:crimson jungle

particles and sounds immediately jump up a couple degrees. glowing red specks dance slowly in the air, mingling with the ambient noises; hoglins rooting around in the brush, parrots calling unseen from the canopy above, lava bubbling in a pool nearby.

p: 35 sounds: 23/247

the temperature is warmer here. patho shrugs off his jacket, letting it hang at his elbows as he picks his way through the jungle. he doesn't even need to think about where he's going, coordinates left ignored at the edge of his vision. he's taken this path many times before, and he never has to wander very long.

his boots crunch softly on the nylium and grass terrain. jungle leaves and crimson fungus alike brush at his shoulders as he ducks underneath branches, taking care not to get tangled in weeping vines.

this is his favorite jungle. it's not the only crimson jungle he's ever come across- not to mention the warped jungles- but out of all the biomes he's seen, it's the one with the greenest leaves. something about this jungle sustains the normal trees just as well as it does the fungi, allowing the grass and leaves to stay bright and full instead growing in wilted and brown. it makes a lovely contrast with the blood red fungi.

not for the first time, he's thankful that the jungle is far enough away from spawn to be left alone. if other players knew about this place, with its well-sustained passive mob spawning and greenery, they'd destroy it for resources for sure. but he never worries too much about that possibility, because no mob or player sets foot in this jungle without permission from-

a weeping vine suddenly sprouts from the ground and lashes around patho's leg.

it's quickly joined by several more, snaking out from the undergrowth to wrap around his other limbs. before he can blink, he's lifted off the ground and pulled up into the trees. he doesn't struggle, doesn't panic- this is nothing new to him. the vines string him up among the highest branches, where a familiar figure is crouched in front of him, nothing but a pair of glowing red eyes beneath a heap of moss.

<player>dat -7063fdce-39ac-4a12-d836-a990c45b2bb0

"hey, dbubs," patho says casually.

the figure straightens up, hood falling back to reveal his face. his huge red eyes are sparkling with excitement, despite the dark circles lining them, and his mouth falls open in a wide, sharp-toothed grin. vines of varying shapes and sizes curl lazily around his body, small tendrils sprouting from the mossy cloak he wears. a couple veins of red discolor his skin, crawling up his neck and across his face. his messy hair is a bit whiter than the last time patho saw him, tinged red at the roots. a clock hangs around his neck, to match the one hanging from patho's hip.

"patho!" dbubs practically shouts, throwing his arms out.

sounds: 24/247

before dbubs can say anything else, patho asks his usual question. “what’s your name?”

“what’s my-” dbubs blinks, works his jaw for a second. “GODSLAYER666,” he proclaims loudly, puffing his chest out. then he pauses, frowns. “wait, no, i- i don’t know why i just said that. uh…”

it’s somewhere in the middle, then. not as bad as his worst days- at least he’s aware he’s lying, even if he has no control over it. and patho has to admit, that's one of the most entertaining responses dbubs has ever given to his little test.

"uh huh." patho shifts in the web of vines. they're holding a bit tighter than normal. of course, he could still easily break out of them. if he wanted to. "did you miss me, dbubs?" he asks instead, his voice teasing.

dbubs throws his head back to let out a sharp laugh, sending a shower of red particles fluttering through the air. "what?" he demands incredulously, his eyes blown wide. "miss you? i d- eugh, n'you stupid- i- i didn't even notice you were gone!"

patho hums with amusement. "then you don't wanna, like, kiss me or anything?"

"no," dbubs insists stubbornly, even as he comes closer. he steps boldly into patho's space, hands coming up to grab his face. "no, no of course not, i don't..." his long eyelashes flutter as he looks patho up and down. he smells like moss; like old vegetation and decay. there's soil and dried blood caked under his fingernails. "why would i- you ha- you have a lotta nerve..." dbubs tugs at the left strap of patho's mask, tilting his head. "do i- uh, do i get to see ya?" he asks, expression suddenly eager.

"yeah," patho chuckles.

dbubs grins widely, pulling patho's mask down. for a moment, he just looks at him. his calloused hand scuffs along the metal parts of patho's face- the entire ramus of his left mandible and most of his cheekbone, lost in the explosion that took his eye. the remaining skin is rough with scar tissue. dbubs strokes his thumb along that, too.

"i lo- um, i- i hate your stupid face," dbubs mumbles before he finally kisses patho. he seems to process his words a second later, breaking away with a small gasp of "oh! i d-", but patho simply leans in again, reclaiming his lips.

he knows what dbubs meant.

~*~

dbubs spares patho the trouble of walking, simply having the vines carry him to the hideaway. it's a difficult base to categorize: part tree house, part nest, part garden. in some places the floor is made of wood- in others, just a thick layer of leaves. there are potted plants and hanging vines everywhere, interspersed among stacks of barrels and moldy bookcases. little red mushrooms sprout from walls made of thatch and tree trunks. a couple of shroomlights provide gentle lighting as glittery particles drift through the open air; red, from the biome itself, and green from the spore blossom that patho brought him last year.

the vines unceremoniously drop patho onto the makeshift bed- a mat of moss and old, shredded banners. he's barely gotten settled, pulling his mask up and pulling his jacket off, before dbubs flops onto him with a heavy wuff.

"so!" dbubs starts loudly, propping his elbows up on patho's stomach. "what brings ya to see ol' dbubs today, huh?"

patho huffs a laugh. "what, i can't just stop by to say hi?"

"oh sure, okay." dbubs rolls his eyes, one of his vines flicking through the air dismissively. "you j- yeah, okay, be all secretive, then! see if i care." his haughty demeanor doesn't last long, though, as he shimmies up a little further, arms folded on patho's chest. "d'you- uh, do you wanna hear what i've been doin'?"

patho sighs good-naturedly, shifting so he can tuck his arms behind his head and lean back against the wall. "alright, go ahead."

dbubs beams at him and immediately starts telling lies. he tells patho about all the amazing things he's built (the jungle looks the same), all the incredible battles he's fought (no one's entered the jungle in years), all the wonderful places he's gone (he can't leave the jungle).

but patho doesn't mind that it's all lies. he's content to listen anyways.

they carry on like this until dbubs suddenly pauses, scrambling for his clock. "uh oh! gotta schreep."

patho glances at his own clock; dbubs is right on time, as always. that's one thing he never lies about. "okay, okay," he says, pushing dbubs off- he hits the moss with a soft thump. "lemme get my anchor."

"well, hurry up already!" dbubs shouts impatiently, vines swatting at patho's arm as he pops down his ender chest.

after placing the anchor and setting his spawn, patho reaches up and presses his finger directly into the center of his left eye, shutting it off.

he doesn’t regret putting a data processor into his cybernetic eye; the information it’s given him is invaluable. but every now and then, he needs a break from it. even when his eyes are closed, the display is still active, showing blank values on the back of his eyelid. turning the eye off is the only way to make it go away- of course, at the price of half his vision. so he only does it if he’s sleeping somewhere fully secure, and if he’s alone.

the jungle is an exception. dbubs has full domain out here- no mob or player can come close to his home without him allowing it.

"finally," dbubs huffs as patho settles back down. he's quick to cling with both his arms and assorted vines.

patho can't help but chuckle. "what's that you said about not missing me?"

"oh, shut up!"

~*~

patho abruptly reenters consciousness, emerging from a deep, dreamless sleep. with a soft groan, he fumbles to turn on his cybernetic eye, wincing at the sudden influx of data.

149 fps t: inf fancy-clouds b: 15x15 3 tx 3 rx c: 695/41672 (s) d: 16, pc: 000, pu: 00, ab: 42 e: 1/109, b: 0, sd: 9 p: 52 t: 109 error fc:0 xyz: -12,587.412 / 96.77253 / 253,401.623 block: -12,587 96 253,401 chunk: -783 15 7,845 facing: north (towards negative z)(1.5/5) client light: 7 (0 sky, 7 block) biome: error:crimson jungle local difficulty: 6.75//0.00 (day error404 not found) sounds: 27/247 + 0/8

"goooood morning!" dbubs calls, over on the other side of the little nook. he's busy rummaging through barrels, perhaps trying to find some breakfast. it’s unlikely he has any food stored; when he’s hungry, he hunts, and the jungle always provides.

"mornin'," patho says, rubbing his face. he sits up- and then pauses. there are weeping vines wrapped tightly around his legs. he sighs. “dbubs, you’re doing it again.”

“what?" dbubs manages to sound surprised. "no! no, i’m not, i’m- i’m just over here, minding my own business, crafting a loom.”

“a loom,” patho repeats flatly.

“yes! for um, for banners.”

“do you even have any wool?”

“do i ha- uh, of course! yes, of course i do.”

“can i see it?”

“no. no, i- i just ate it, actually. um-”

“you ate it?”

“yeah. sorry.”

patho sighs again. he kicks the weeping vines away. "i uh, i didn't mean to be gone for so long," he says, rising to his feet. "but, you know, i- i got held up with a job."

"a job?" dbubs glances over his shoulder at patho, squinting. "what kinda job?"

patho stretches his arms above his head, hearing both his natural and mechanical shoulder joints pop. "some guys out west are tryin' to make a portal out of hels."

"a portal?" dbubs's mouth falls open. "oh, for goodness sakes- and you call me a liar!"

patho knows better than to take offense. "it's true. they've got a player who came here from another world."

"uh huh." dbubs scoffs, but he can't quite hide the anxious shimmer in his eyes. "yeah, yeah, sure... so- i mean, did you do it, then? make them a portal?"

"basically." patho shrugs. "i uh, i told them everything they needed to know, to make one."

"right. you told th- okay." dbubs nods, bites his lip. "um- you didn't stay? to see the portal? or, uh…”

patho chuckles, crossing the distance to put his arms around dbubs's waist. "nah. i mean, come on, you know me, dbubs. i'm a- i'm a hels player, through and through. what's the rest of the universe got that's better than this place, right?"

dbubs grins at that, slotting his arms through patho's. "oh, you- you're such an idiot! y'know, i uh, i've been outside'a hels before and i- um, let me tell ya, you're missing out!"

"mhmm." patho smiles even though his mask is on. he knows dbubs can tell.

"yeah! "dbubs nods vigorously. "and, uh, there's- i got a whole world that's just mine!"

"is that right?" patho rests his chin on the top of dbubs's head. "tell me about it."

"it's a beautiful world, of course. my perfect builds, i ha-"

"of course."

"- uh, hey! quit interruptin'!"

"sorry, sorry."

"i di- thank you. so i um, i built a big ol' crastle, with a- hyeugh, a sorta um, horse course... y'know, with th- with the fastest horses anyone ever saw, one-stick horses, and- and uh, everyone was really impressed…”

this won’t last forever. it’ll only be a matter of weeks, months if they’re lucky, before patho won’t be able to ignore the itch to wander again. before the comfort and familiarity of the jungle becomes unbearable. before dbubs grows so used to his presence that the jungle itself tries to overtake him, the way it has dbubs- vines and veins of red.

he’ll leave without warning in the middle of the night, while dbubs is sleeping, because trying to leave while dbubs is awake never ends well. he’ll leave without a word and try not to think about the frantic whispers he knows dbubs sends him on lonely nights, despite knowing patho will never receive them (it’s the only time he regrets fusing his communicator with his arm- but how was he supposed to know he’d hear it in his mind? how was he supposed to know that disabling the chat was the only way not to lose himself completely to the endless flood of data?)

he’ll stay away long enough for dbubs to shatter apart, losing himself to the wildness of the jungle, and come back together. he’ll wait until dbubs has recovered from his grief, so that the next time dbubs sees him there will only be joy. because no matter how many times patho hurts him, dbubs always forgets it eventually.

“… so, you see, ol’ dbubs been workin' on a new technique, using the uh. grade- uh, gradient? block palettes... to create depth. ah hah! so- so listen, now, to teacher! it all starts with the color scheme..."

this won’t last forever. so for now, patho closes his eyes and listens.

error fps t: b: tx rx c: (s) d: , pc: , pu: , ab: e: , b: , sd: p: t: error fc: xyz: / / block: chunk: facing: ( )( / ) client light: ( sky, block) biome: error: local difficulty: // (day error404 not found) sounds: 1/247 + 0/8

~*~

#hels to pay au #HTP fic #hels hermits #hermitshipping #ethubs #<- i mean SORTA #pathbubs #in case it’s not clear patho’s mech eye basically acts like a debug screen #like when you press F3 in mc to see a bunch of data and stats #he can always see that info. prob less cluttered tho bc there aren’t any computer specs for him to look at LOL #anyway don’t look too much into the data values i was pulling them out of my ass #except for dbubs player data. DO look into that :3 #ALSO ty everyone for the asks i’ll get to em soon #my writing

[river-shards]

Update on my comms because I think it's about time to bump up my prices since I really need the money now.

I still take commissions via PayPal, along with taking half of the money up front after I send you the proper sketch.

My DM's are still wide open! We can discuss any questions you have there, along with what you want for your commission. I will also gladly move to Discord if you're more comfortable there.

#artists on tumblr #my art #commissions #commission info #commissions open #digital art #ty to everyone who's commissioned me so far <3 #important #illustration

[nonsensical-pixels]

so in the last week or so i've started getting these very random, very oddly-timed, and somewhat disturbing anon messages over on my main and @nonsensical-pixels-finds.

as anyone who's been following my blog will know, i most certainly haven't been in any beef recently, i've not received any 'hateful messages' before that first message; literally all i've done is post cc on the weekends and the occasional sims ramble lol. 'downplaying someone's mental disorder' what? i've most definitely not done anything other than reblog cc on my finds blog lmao.

the fact that the second message mentions ableism though, reminds me of @sammysundog's stalker situation. that's the only time that mental health has ever been 'discussed' on this blog to my recollection, and that was weeks ago. really not sure why i'm being targeted given that i've literally only reblogged that post but... 🤷‍♀️

tl;dr i'm turning off anon messages for this blog, and all others. sorry guys, if you've got the courage to ask me to do something for you, like a request, then you've got to have the courage to let me know who you are. and i'm sick of weird anons messaging me for completely off-topic stuff.

have a hopeful piggy praying for the redemption of your soul anon, he hopes you'll see the light and leave his mum alone🤲

#ky rants #important info #kinda? #seriously when i got the first post on jan 1st i was like #ok who do i have beef with... #who has beef with me... #nope nope no more beef on this blog ever again ty #non-sims #tw mentions of ableism #tw stalker #cw mentions of ableism #cw stalker

[whatlurksbean]

I just wanted to thank you for sharing your wonderful comics with us. Some people don't understand that they're not entitled to access to your work, and that it is a privilege and a choice to be shown it. Do what's best for your mental health, and remember that you can block the people who send asks on tumblr, even if they use anon. Have a lovely day!

❤️

#thank you kindly for the words #i do understand more and more why people choose to keep their work private #and i wish it wasnt that way #and ty for the block info!

[s-4-fira]

More info (dos and donts, examples and TOS) under the cut

#comm info #commissions #a friend helped me make this #ty bastard ily #ill take 5 for now

[muninnhuginn]

li tianchen saying he hated people who pretended to be nice but were secretly jerks the most + the neighbour who saw what was going on but backed off (whether because of his own safety or because liu lan shook her head to get him to go away with the idea that it would stop further escalation). the idea that "jerk pretending to be nice" in this case is represented by an observer seeing something wrong and refusing to intervene.

looking at cheng xiaoshi's repeated interference during dives vs lu guang's mantra to keep the past as it was. to remain an observer deliberately.

#link click #link click spoilers #shiguang daili ren spoilers #tying these ideas together in a very loopy bow until I can decide what to make of it #the fact that during this entire dive we don't actually get to see how much of it was keeping things the same vs potential alterations #and that cxs went into the dive not knowing both li parents would die but lg received that info during the dive #he could easily decide to relay that info or choose to keep it to himself in the hopes of making cxs follow his instructions #(just as with keeping emma's death from him. the earthquake outcome.) #has lu guang actually been forced to change in any capacity or will he keep following the same lines. or does he trust cxs has changed #enough to follow the path even knowing the outcome. idk idk it's just musings #anyway I'm side-eying the guy with the football in the fountain big time. got some ideas but nothing settled yet beyond being sus at no fac

[brooklynisher]

Boop Thanks You!

Happy birthday!

#I decided April Fools Day is now her birthday #thanks a lot tumblr #I promise this wasn't supposed to be a self-indulgent post it was thankfulness I promise #also new canon info: Boop can talk. but she's very soft-spoken #she feels most comfortable talking to GG. which resulted in her main communication tool being GG #essentially #GG talks for Boop #but aside from that #ty people so much for all the stuffs! #This is probably the best April Fools Day I've ever had! #granted April Fools Day isn't really too special aside from the jokes #but I guess that's what made it so special this year #one big coincidence and a lot of dedication! #hehe #thank you people #I love all of you very much #<3 <3 <3 #my stuff #art #spg fanart #spg fanbot #boopsy doodle #boop #spg #steam powered giraffe

[saerins]

can you give us random facts about y/n and eita like how you did with sae and bianca?? if it's not too much ofc 🫶🏻 i really liked their relationship idk why 😭

—🪼

of course it’s not too much !! hehe if anything ty guys for giving me a space to put random facts/backstories that will not make it into the actual fic 😭 onto yn and eita !!

yn hated eita when she first met him, solely based off of first impressions. he was the kinda person who skipped classes and dated all the time and she didn’t wanna associate with him. eita heard about it and pestered her endlessly & when he really tried to befriend her she gave it a shot and found him to be really fun around. (think of it somewhat as delinquent eita showing innocent yn how to let loose)

eita’s met both of yn’s parents. her father joked in front of you two that you sounded like a couple who’s been together a long time. (because you kept bickering) when left alone, yn’s father told eita that if that ended up being true then he wouldn’t mind. but eita was a teenager and not even considering a serious relationship so it went right over his head.

they were fwbs in uni for a while :) eita was yn’s first. yn was the one who ended it and shortly after got a boyfriend and they drifted.

yn is probably the only one capable of teaching eita how to treat girls properly in a relationship and he’ll actually listen. partly because he doesn’t wanna get slapped by her again.

they reconnected because eita reached out. it was actually because seeing sae and bianca reminded him of how you two used to be & he missed you so he just dmed you to catch up.

oh wow sorry that looks long so i’ll small text it :’) but here you go !!! <3

#i literally have so many little bites of info of everyone in this series that fits nowhere 😭 #so ty for asking heh <3 #mail : 🪼 anon <3

[ghostlygoober]

People on the internet be like "he's so bbg" then it's a 40 year old man (I'm people) /ref

Idk if I did him justice but I tried please

#fanart #star trek fanart #star trek art #star trek the original series #star trek #star trek tos #bones mccoy #doctor mccoy #leonard mccoy #dr mccoy #bones star trek #art #traditional drawing #traditional illustration #rahhh i love them #i suck at tags #he's actually so bbg #sulu too #and spock #and and uhura #i tjink i love them all actually #Cant belive kirk sold his kidney stones #ty pt player for that info‼️ #do people actually look at these tbh #theyre actually all so bbg

[triona-tribblescore]

I am here from your pirate au and I just have to say,,,

Thank you for gracing my eyes with such a beautiful au cause this is the funniest shit I’ve ever read LMAO

AW! THANK YOU!!! Im glad the funnies work :'>

Heres a totally accurate mini continuation from the previous update

if hes gonna be caught hes at least gonna be annoying about it ;)

#TY AGAIN :'D #man would info dump about the bee movie tho wouldnt he #anlfm #a ninjas life for me #tribbleart #asks

[plushieanimals]

Hii I wanted to ask if you know about this! So I have a bunch of beanie boos/TY and one of them is kinda a different shape and size? According to the internet it's Spotter the leopard from 2012. Idk what year my other beanie boos are from but is this one a different series or were they like that earlier or something? His eyes are also not the usual glitter but instead more metallic. (I also have photos but tumblr wont let me add them)

Hi! So Beanie Boos were first released in 2009. The first wave of them was exclusive to the UK, and they are actually considered to be the most rare beanie boos!

the original 7 UK exclusive beanie boos, from L to R: Bamboo, Bubblegum, Coconut, Kiwi, Peanut, Slush, and Waddles. Peanut was never released with pink ears after the initial wave.

From 2009-2012 beanie boos did not have glitter eyes, rather they had solid or metallic irises. The first glitter eyed Beanie Boos were released in Mar-June 2012 as Justice store exclusives! They were Duchess the Chihuahua, Glamour the Leopard, Treasure the Unicorn, and Sapphire the Zebra.

Soon after, in 2013, all beanie boos were redesigned to have glitter eyes, and their design was more standardized to what we are now used to from mid 2010’s beanie boos.

Your Spotter the Leopard was released before this global redesign, which is why he looks unique! I love his shape and his floppy legs, he looks less compact and “stiff” than the more modern beanie boos!

Hopefully this gives you a little insight on your Spotter! ^_^

#beanie boos #sweetcreatortimetravel #ty #plush history #plush info #i have a ton of cat beanie boos from the earlier designs without glitter eyes actually #my family would buy them for me as gifts lol #plush asks #plush #plushcore #plushies #plushie #plushblr