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(0o0) Hello there! Do you like rabbits made of clay? (0o0) How’s about rabbits made of clay possessed by a ghost?? (0o0) ... What? That sounds too scary? Then how about a rabbit made of clay that’s possessed by a ghost and also incredibly friendly????

- If that’s slightly less scary sounding, then you’ve got a friend in Coco!

- Indie Coco from Animal Crossing - 7 years writing experience - Para/Icon/One Liner - OC/Crossver Friendly

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i keep on playing this during breaks at work

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animal crossing love letter from me continues with Blathers, Celeste and Leif at the museum <333

find them in my shop!

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🐸💕

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marina x2

i visited an acnl town where i met marina and knew i had to draw this. they’re both so cute i couldn’t resist.

way too happy about drawing this in october too

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TOM NOOK IS NOT A THIEF YOU CAME INTO TOWN PENNILESS AND HE HELPED YOU WITH A JOB AND LET YOU TAKE YOUR TIME WITH PAYING OFF YOUR HOUSE WITH NO ADDED INTEREST THE TANOOKI IS A SAINT

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in french, it’s “câlin”

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I think Molly is everyone’s favorite.

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  ‘Hello! I know we haven’t met yet, but I’m hoping you’re having a good day. Or night. Or whatever. But me and my villagers would love to meet as many people as possible, so… Could you please pass this letter around, to get the word around that the town of Blossom is open to newcomers?                    Thanks,                          Mayor Maple.’

 Multimuse Animal Crossing RP / Ask blog written by KirMun!           Please like / reblog to get the word around!

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twinsuntodeath:

     With Wendy’s deathly aura, that chilling calm that cut to the bone that surrounded her in a sense of dread? She was no ordinary child even with her outward appearance while adorable? It was still all too eerie with that soft voice, “Yes, I am quite certain, Miss. I am from the nineteen hundreds, only allowed to age now that I am free, so that is why.”

(0o0) Ooookay? She was allowed to age? Who had kept her from doing so? And what had she been freed from? Coco wanted to assume this was just the girl’s imagination going wild, but... Well, the kid’s general presence felt pretty... off. Not that of a normal young girl’s.

“T-that’s... I-I suppose that’s n-nice to hear, then. Y-you don’t h-have to call me ‘miss’, though. M-my name’s Coco, doyoing. It’s n-nice to meet you!” And a little weird, but Coco wouldn’t judge.

I like your face.

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twinsuntodeath:

     Giving a thoughtful hum, Wendy would stare at the other in forboding silence as she wondered with a hum, “Mm, I would not know. I was born in the very early nineteen hundreds, though I am aware that space travel is now possible. I too wish to visit the void of space one day, perhaps to leave to a better place.”

(0o0) Clay paws tap together nervously with a hollow clonk, clonk, clonk, hollow sockets meeting empty eyes. The bunny just didn’t know what to make of this child - if she even was a child. She certainly didn’t speak much like one.

“... E-early nineteen hundreds? Are y-you sure? T-that’s a very l-long time ago, doyoing...” Was this girl one of those time travelers Coco oft heard rumors about?

I like your face.

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twinsuntodeath:

     Mimicking her like an adorable parrot, “Doyoing? How curious, but even more so to my interpretation, as I leave it to your own mostly, because I do not expect for you to understand otherwise what I ramble about at times.” Then continuing, “You seek to become a traveler of the stars? Traversing the void of space sounds lovely, dreadful but lonely ultimately.”

(0o0) Right, she’d... forgotten about her catchphrase - she’d gotten so used to it, she’d stop noticing when she said it. That was probably gonna bug her for a while. “I-it might be a... a-a little l-lonely, but... a-astronauts tend to have a team working w-with them, right? U-unless I became a sort of s-space explorer, r-rather than j-just the usual kind of astronaut...”

I like your face.

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twinsuntodeath:

     “How simple and quaint, yet with a tinge of fleeting innocence. But what do you see beyond the stars? Do you see between the cracks of darkness and light?” Wendy would further question, being rather nosy. Hardly unable to help herself to this being associated with death.

(0o0) “I... I h-haven’t really thought about it much. I-I want to be an a-astronaut, so I g-guess I’ll find out what’s b-beyond them some day, doyoing!” She didn’t tend to look past the stars. You couldn’t find constellations if you weren’t looking at the stars that made them up. “... I-I have a feeling you m-might have meant something d-different, though.”

I like your face.

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HENLO HENLO

Are you by any chance interested in writing with a blog that uses the Villager from Animal Crossing/Super Smash Bros? Do you feel that urge to walk over and steal this boy’s bells and fruits? Or maybe even talk to him about your day?

If you are, then go ahead and like/reblog this post here. I’d love to try and interact with everyone here as much as I can. 

In fact, the more people we get, the higher the chances I’ll throw Red into a pool. Maybeidk

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twinsuntodeath:

     “I see, so you have gone rogue after gaining free will, but no matter. Such is freedom,” Wendy said, clearly intrigued to their stuttering. But the curious little thing continued, “So, what do your hobbies include? I wonder what such a thing as yourself associated with death may be interested in.” It seems she was making actual small talk and showing interest for now.

(0o0) Okay, no, this... this wasn’t making any sense. How was Coco associated with death? Or... anything like it, for that matter? She’d wondered for so long what she was meant to be, but... if that’s what it was, she’d rather stay in the dark.

“N-nothing with death, that’s for s-sure. I tend to my garden, I write, and... I spend a lot of time watching the stars.”

I like your face.

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twinsuntodeath:

     Nodding, her soft tone reflecting a realization, “Ah yes! I do know of such makes of clay and molds. But what are you doing not guarding the grave you were designated to, abandoning your post? Instead, you are here this day oh child of clay of what I presume is your new home. Why?” The child was curious, morbidly so, though not sinister at all in tone. It was… almost endearing if not for the context in her curiosity.

(0o0) ... What? Coco had been designated a grave to guard? Since when? Surely she’d remember receiving such an odd instruction, right? It seemed the villagers that knew what a Haniwa was had deliberately kept Coco in the dark about it.

“I-I don’t remember b-being assigned to a p-post. As long as I c-can remember, I-I’ve lived here, in A-Ambor...”

I like your face.

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twinsuntodeath:

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     Head tilting a bit in curiosity, she’d approach the other, yet the girl’s presence was chilling with an overbearing sense of dread to it as the feeling would only grow more intense from the gap between them closing. Starting off a bit friendly, “My, how do you do? But what an enchanting abyssal gaze you have, one could find themselves lost to the void of darkness within its confines. Yet, your form reminds me of something all too familiar, but perhaps you could tell me?” Wendy was adorable, but she was being rather invasive and unsettling to the other.

(0o0) It wasn’t too often that you saw a human in Ambor (besides the mayor, of course), so Coco was surprised to see one walking towards her. The rabbit puts down her watering can once she’s sure the girl is approaching her and not anyone behind her, attempting to look as friendly as possible.

“U-um, I...” What? Abyssal gaze? Void of darkness? ... Oh, she meant Coco’s eyes! And... mouth. No one had ever described her face quite like that before. “My... form? I-I’ve been told I’m something called a ‘haniwa’, um. I-if that means anything, to you.”

I like your face.