cherrie,

━━ agere blog / sfw

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GENERAL CG! NEGAN.S HCS because i #needthat ༘⋆

━━ he would be such a big ol' tease.. doing anything just to get a reaction from you ( all in good fun ofc! nothing to get you overly worked up ) his life outside of you is too rough & serious.. you are his only source of fun

. . but one time he went too far & somehow managed to not notice the signs resulting into you having a fullblown meltdown & him feeling guilty as hell

━━ ever since he met you, he would put off as many trips outside as possible, often telling his right hand men to deal with it because he would rather spend majority of his time with you

. . however being a leader of a community means that theres responsibility that he must take on his own & sometimes he needs a constant reminder that you're not the only one who's counting on him, with that he would leave you in the care of his wives

━━ he would make it up to you tho, it's a part of the mission at this point. everyone in the saviors know that whenever negan goes out none of them could go back home until he finds a perfect gift for you ( it could be a treat but most of the time it's toys )

. . one time after a gruesome visit from a smaller community him and his men came across an old toystore with all of its stuff still in display ( because who would trash a toystore these days.. apparently him ig ) he would ask their opinions on which toy he should get for you.. just to catch them off guard ofc! call it special team-bonding!

━━ he would refer himself as daddy to you & he proudly shows off his title to everyone..

. . even so he wouldn't be affectionate towards you when theres people around, he has a reputation to up hold & he's not letting any of these people take advantage of what the two of you have.

━━ talking about reputation.. he does have a rep of having a potty mouth, while cursing is something he can't control anymore he does refrain from making any weird suggestive inappropriate jokes whenever you're in the room ( he's trying you guys, that's all that matters )

. . he does make you pinky promise to never repeat anything that he says, ever.

━━ i also think he would be a great caregiver no matter what age you regress; the man's very flexible & has a bunch of experience

. . one thing that doesn't change though is that he will always baby you and call you the most endearing yet embarassing petnames of all time

━━ he also would be very protective of you even when you're big & more than capable of protecting yourself, he just can't afford on taking any risks when its come to you

. . you don't know it but you have secret 'bodyguards' that he assigned to keep an eye on you

━━ lastly, i think he would change the way he run things because now he has someone to care about. he has lost everything once he's not going to go through that again, or worse, to let you experience that on your own.

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Could you pretty please with cherries on top write headcannons for cg!leon Kennedy (resident evil requiem) & fem!newborn regressor who's feeling a little fussy 0.0

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๑◝ . 🍓 ︵ cg leon w/ a fussy newborn hcs !!

• as much as he loves you, he can get a little grumpy over his baby being grumpy but that doesn't stop him from trying to figure out why you're so grumpy

• "honey, c'mon now" he mumbles the moment you start crying or kicking

• makes sure you're out of your crib and in his arms, rubbing circles on your back and humming along to a song he heard years ago

• "does someone want her toys? or does my little one just want her dad to hold her n love on her, hm? this would be easier if i could read minds"

• walks around and tries to find what could make you happy; picking up your rattles and chewies, little plushies you've scattered in your crib, until he settles down on the couch in defeat

• "sweet girl....youre killin daddy," he mumbles, moving you from his shoulder to settle you in his chest. your soft whines and his coos fill the room around you two, until he turns the tv to a famiar show.

• "really — you can't even lift your head up to watch this stuff..."

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whats with tumblr not letting me make my posts look pretty i hate this :c

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age regression except you grew up alone and "prefer" to spend your regression in solitude but youre actually just too nervous about being a bother to potential caregivers so you honestly just hug your toys and stare at the wall

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there is not enough little!homelander like guys he is literally just a baby..

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little!nadja of antipaxos

"and wouldn't you love to love her? / takes to the sky like a bird in flight" fleetwood mac

dollies, nail polish, playing dress up, watching mamma mia, writing little letters, cuddling with laszlo

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Caregiver Negan moodboard!!<3

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୨୧ ┊Pairing: mommy!Maggie Greene x little!gn!reader

୨୧ ┊Characters: Maggie, reader

୨୧ ┊Genre: fluff

୨୧ ┊Summery: While on a small supply run, y/n sees a bunny and chases after it then begs Maggie to let them keep it

୨୧ ┊Warnings: age regression, reader wandering off outside the gates, slightly worried Maggie, not proofread

୨୧ ┊word count: 338

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"sweetheart, you can't just wander off like that! You nearly gave me a heart attack!" Maggie gasped softly. While you and Maggie were out on a run you had spotted a fluffy creature running by and you decided to chase the little creature.

"'m sorry" you whispered, bringing the little fluff to your chest and slowly turning to Maggie. "Mommy, I caught a bunny!" You whisper shouted, giving the small bunny a little pet behind the ear before looking up at Maggie.

She couldn't help but smile, looking down at you with a small bunny in your arms. "Aw, that's lovely, sweetheart" she said, her lips turned up into a smile.

You continued to give the bunny small pets behind it's ears and done it's back, making sure it was comfortable and safe. After a minute or so, Maggie was about to warn you that you had to go back to Alexandria now, but you beat her to it.

With all that you could muster, you looked up from the bunny and at maggie and gave her puppy dog eyes, "can I pleeeaasseee keep it mommy..?" You begged, your lips turned into a pout. Maggie just stared, smiling even more at your cuteness.

Maggie gave it a long thought, her face turning into one of contemplation, like she was debating very hard about whether or not she will allow you to keep the little bunny you had just fallen deeply in love with or not.

After a moment she sighed. "Fine" you giggled and jumped slightly, lips creating a huge smile, "But. You must take very, very good care of them! You need to feed them and give them new water everyday, give them attention and love and care for them, got it?" She said, pointing a stern finger at you to make sure you understood what she meant.

You gave her excited nods, "Dank chu mommy! I wuve you!!!"

"I love you too, sweetheart! Now let's go and make your new friend a part of our home."

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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐡𝐞𝐫.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝟏𝟖+ (𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧), 𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐕𝐚𝐧 𝐃𝐞 𝐊𝐚𝐦𝐩, 𝐀𝐠𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐬, 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 (𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐨𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 ^∇^). 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘. (𝐀𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐟 𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠!)

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲. 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐲, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫.

𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐰, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧, 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤.

𝐒𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐧’𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝟒𝟎𝟎 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐞'𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐲. 𝐀 𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐮𝐩, 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜, 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐧. "𝐎𝐡, 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐞! 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐧?!"

𝐔𝐩𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭, 𝐜𝐨𝐳𝐲 𝐚𝐭𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬-𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐝, 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐩 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐯𝐞𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬.

𝐑𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧'𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐝. 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐬. 𝐏𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝.

“𝐌-𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐚? 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐠?” 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐥 𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐧𝐮𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬.

𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐞’𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮—𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥, 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐢𝐠, 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬—𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦, 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞.

“𝐎𝐡, 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐞. 𝐌𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲’𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐬,” 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭, 𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐜, 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫. “𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠.”

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐮𝐦 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬. 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐩 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫, 𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭.

𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐢, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫. “𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐢 𝐜-𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐚…” 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐥𝐲.

𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐞’𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞. “𝐎𝐡, 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲! 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭. 𝐋𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐡𝐦?”

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐣𝐨𝐲. 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 "𝐝𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫," 𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐱𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐰𝐥.

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡-𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝, 𝐠𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐚𝐥. 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞, 𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐩 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐞, 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐟," 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐞𝐝, 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡, 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞. "𝐎𝐧𝐞... 𝐭𝐰𝐨... 𝐟𝐰𝐞𝐞... 𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐬!"

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫, 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦, 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚, 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞.

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐝, 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐮𝐭. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐞𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐢 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐞𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞.

"𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭," 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. "𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐢𝐭. 𝐌𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐧."

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐮𝐩 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 "𝐬𝐞𝐞" 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨. 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐧, 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐠, 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐮𝐠, 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐩, 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐝.

"𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐦𝐚, 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥," 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 (⊃｡•́‿•̀｡)⊃!!!! 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬! 𝐀𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 @qtdecor & @pxrce-lain!!

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sigh... the things id do for a duck rushton doll...

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happy pride!