A big shot

"Oh? Hello. Welcome to Quilty Square. I am Dom Woole. Are you here to move into one of the rooms? Or was there something else I could help you with?" ___________________ ((Ask/RP blog for Dom Woole from Kirby's Epic Yarn! This is a sideblog, the blog that will follow is teresa-and-asera! The mun's (Tess) face claim is Elline the Paintbrush Fairy!))

[fluff-of-yarn-deactivated201809]

Dom picks up the young prince in the same way he had done in the past. He didn't think he'd ever have to again, but it appeared the prince was once again a little boy. "Oh dear, Prince Fluff, this is a definite pickle, hm?" ~abigshotwithastache ((hERE WE GO GOIN' TO REVIVE DOM AND HIS BLOG A BIT FOR THIS))

The child gave a light squeak as he was picked up, but his face brightened up and his mood relaxed when he noticed who it was that had gone ahead with the motion.

“Domi!” he cried, closing his eyes as he proceeded to rest his head against his makeshift guardian and caretaker.

@abigshotwithastache

[abigshotwithastache-blog]

After a minute or two he hurried back in, holding a bowl with two apples in it. He placed it down on the table directly in front of the couch Fluff laid on.

“Here you are, young prince... your favorite. After you finish, you look like you could use a little nap. Domi would hate for you to stay awake all sleepy.”

[fluff-of-yarn-deactivated201809]

Dom picks up the young prince in the same way he had done in the past. He didn't think he'd ever have to again, but it appeared the prince was once again a little boy. "Oh dear, Prince Fluff, this is a definite pickle, hm?" ~abigshotwithastache ((hERE WE GO GOIN' TO REVIVE DOM AND HIS BLOG A BIT FOR THIS))

The child gave a light squeak as he was picked up, but his face brightened up and his mood relaxed when he noticed who it was that had gone ahead with the motion.

“Domi!” he cried, closing his eyes as he proceeded to rest his head against his makeshift guardian and caretaker.

@abigshotwithastache

[abigshotwithastache-blog]

He sort of froze a moment. It had certainly been a while since Fluff had referred to him as “Domi”…

Though he was very confused and concerned over this situation, it appeared he’d had to set that all aside for now. Learning what happened to him would have to come later. If he was stuck like this, he’d needed to care for him like he had before.

“Yes, Yes, Domi is here… Are you okay, little Prince? How are you feeling?” He asked gently.

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The child raised his head and directed his curious, hazel eyes upward toward Dom, In all honesty, he was rather confused and puzzled with everything that had happened recently. He had no idea why so many strange individuals were approaching him, nor why some of them were spreading information about his parents that Dom had never mentioned to him.

A frown slowly crossed his face. How could he verbally convey what he was feeling in an effective manner?

“What happen?” he spoke up, trying his hardest to speak clearly in spite of his choked-up throat. “Domi, I feel confused…” 

[abigshotwithastache-blog]

“Confused?” The poor boy sounded like he was about to cry… He rocked the boy a bit in an attempt to comfort him.

“Now now… I’m sure everything will be okay, Domi will make sure of that….” He told the boy softly, frowning at how unhappy he was now. “Hm… are you hungry? Perhaps you’d like something to eat?”

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Fluff cooed softly as he allowed Dom to rock him back and forth, a relaxing sigh escaping his lips shortly afterward. The other’s touch was soft, his motions gentle and calm to boot. It was just like the numerous times in the past that he had received this same treatment, particularly right before Dom put him to bed at night.

Not trusting his voice enough to speak fluently, the child merely nodded upward at Dom following his words before resting his weary head once more against the other’s chest.

[abigshotwithastache-blog]

"Alright. I have some apples from Grass Land back at home then.” He answered the boy, beginning to make way for his manor. He hummed a little tune for the boy to listen to as he carried him.

This felt so... odd. He hadn’t acted as a parent to Fluff in a long time. Not that he minded having to do so, it just had been so long... Once they had made it in, he placed Fluff down on a soft little couch for him to rest on.

“Here. I’ll get you some food here in a second.”

[fluff-of-yarn-deactivated201809]

Dom picks up the young prince in the same way he had done in the past. He didn't think he'd ever have to again, but it appeared the prince was once again a little boy. "Oh dear, Prince Fluff, this is a definite pickle, hm?" ~abigshotwithastache ((hERE WE GO GOIN' TO REVIVE DOM AND HIS BLOG A BIT FOR THIS))

The child gave a light squeak as he was picked up, but his face brightened up and his mood relaxed when he noticed who it was that had gone ahead with the motion.

“Domi!” he cried, closing his eyes as he proceeded to rest his head against his makeshift guardian and caretaker.

@abigshotwithastache

[abigshotwithastache-blog]

He sort of froze a moment. It had certainly been a while since Fluff had referred to him as “Domi”…

Though he was very confused and concerned over this situation, it appeared he’d had to set that all aside for now. Learning what happened to him would have to come later. If he was stuck like this, he’d needed to care for him like he had before.

“Yes, Yes, Domi is here… Are you okay, little Prince? How are you feeling?” He asked gently.

[fluff-of-yarn-deactivated201809]

The child raised his head and directed his curious, hazel eyes upward toward Dom, In all honesty, he was rather confused and puzzled with everything that had happened recently. He had no idea why so many strange individuals were approaching him, nor why some of them were spreading information about his parents that Dom had never mentioned to him.

A frown slowly crossed his face. How could he verbally convey what he was feeling in an effective manner?

“What happen?” he spoke up, trying his hardest to speak clearly in spite of his choked-up throat. “Domi, I feel confused…” 

[abigshotwithastache-blog]

“Confused?” The poor boy sounded like he was about to cry... He rocked the boy a bit in an attempt to comfort him.

“Now now... I’m sure everything will be okay, Domi will make sure of that....” He told the boy softly, frowning at how unhappy he was now. “Hm... are you hungry? Perhaps you’d like something to eat?”

[fluff-of-yarn-deactivated201809]

Dom picks up the young prince in the same way he had done in the past. He didn't think he'd ever have to again, but it appeared the prince was once again a little boy. "Oh dear, Prince Fluff, this is a definite pickle, hm?" ~abigshotwithastache ((hERE WE GO GOIN' TO REVIVE DOM AND HIS BLOG A BIT FOR THIS))

The child gave a light squeak as he was picked up, but his face brightened up and his mood relaxed when he noticed who it was that had gone ahead with the motion.

“Domi!” he cried, closing his eyes as he proceeded to rest his head against his makeshift guardian and caretaker.

@abigshotwithastache

[abigshotwithastache-blog]

He sort of froze a moment. It had certainly been a while since Fluff had referred to him as “Domi”...

Though he was very confused and concerned over this situation, it appeared he’d had to set that all aside for now. Learning what happened to him would have to come later. If he was stuck like this, he’d needed to care for him like he had before.

“Yes, Yes, Domi is here... Are you okay, little Prince? How are you feeling?” He asked gently.

[abigshotwithastache-blog]

“About time the young prince showed back up here... it’s always quite a bit to handle when I’m left in charge...”

[abigshotwithastache-blog]

All my other muses have some form of a relationship but then Dom’s old gf ain’t active anymore and its just

RIP

NO STRAWBELLA FOR YOU well aside from your tomodachi self dating her bUT NOT HERE

[abigshotwithastache-blog]

“How much longer am I to have the responsibilities of the Prince like when is he returning I hAVE WORK I MUST DO IN THE APARTMENT”

[abigshotwithastache-blog]

do you have any children?

“Afraid not, no! Just have my other brothers, Chase and Loomis.”

[abigshotwithastache-blog]

“I am oh so terribly sorry for my long absence! But I am here, ohoho!”

[abigshotwithastache-blog]

my theory: the mustache isnt his mustache, it's his arms

“This is indeed my mustache, anon. I have no arms!”

[abigshotwithastache-blog]

This is somethin new, the Casper Slide part 2, featuring the Platinum Band, and this time... We're gonna get funky! Everybody clap your hands! Clap, clap, clap clap your hands! Alright, now we gonna do the basic step! To the left! Take it back now, y'all! One hop this time! Right foot, let's stomp! Left foot, let's stomp! Cha cha real smooth! (doop dodo do dodo do doop) Turn it out!

“Oh dear, I’d love to dance along. But I do not appear to have any hands or feet to clap or stomp….”

[miss-tessbess]

My bf saw a pic I drew of Dom and thought it was the Pringles guy at first so…

[mothcollective]

Any active Kirby blogs out there

I wanna follow and try to rp with them QAQ

[harbingerofumbrella-archived]

Send me “✒  + a headcanon “  and I’ll tell you if I approve it or not

[abigshotwithastache-blog]

“That’s right, no personal note or anything. I believe that it was meant to be an anonymous gift from a fan or something like that… Anyhow, I think he’d like to meet you too!”

“Odd gift to receive from a fan...”

“But yes, I look forward to seeing this little ‘Poof’ you speak off! He certainly must be sweet if you think he’s had an influence on you!”

[abigshotwithastache-blog]

“Well, not in as much detail as I included, then. Just blathering on and on…” Squashini took a moment to ponder on what Woole had said.

“Perhaps you’re right. After all, I said it myself: I’m changing for the better. Maybe the rest of things will start to get better, too. Maybe what’s in the past could be made to stay there, eventually.”

“Exactly, Mr. Squashini! You’ve slowly begun to prove to others you’re different. It will take some time, but it will happen.”

“I’ll be honest, had you not helped that young witch by sending her to the apartments the day you met her, I may have been skeptical with you saying you were trying to change. Then again, you perhaps have done some other good deeds I am not aware of. I am a busy man, you know.

[pumpkinmagician]

“Well, not that many I can remember. And if I did, it’s not very good to brag, anyways. We’re both busy men, Woole. …Although, I suppose I should humor you this, since I’m proud of the result: I’ve taken a scarfy under my metaphorical wing! Or should I say my hat, since that’s not so metaphorical?” Squashini laughed at his own joke. What a dork.

[abigshotwithastache-blog]

“A scarfy? How interesting! What is it’s name? I do hope you have had no trouble with it… Wherever did you get it?”

[pumpkinmagician]

“To be honest… I’m not sure how I got him. One day I went to check the mail, and he was sitting there in a box with a list on how to care for him.” Now that he thought of it, the circumstances were a little odd…

“Oh, and his name is Poof. A little ball of joy, if you ask me. He may even be the reason I’ve been acting so nice lately! He’s so sweet, he could be rubbing off on me,” Squashini chuckled. “Perhaps one day I could bring him here and you two could meet!”

[abigshotwithastache-blog]

“Well that’s rather odd. Some just... abandoned him to you? No note as to whom he was from, nothing...?”

“At least they left him to someone’s care, and didn’t abandon him completely. ‘Poof’? Ohoho! You would give it a name to go along with your occupation!” He said with a laugh. “I’d love to meet the little guy, ohoho!”

[miss-tessbess]

I’ll be doing drawn out responses later today for any Kathy and Dom’s blog! I have some things I have to do first, but send in some now, and I’ll work on them later!