#Doberman sticker

[morguekisser]

Realizing now I never posted these… they’re available in my SHOP

[stinkybrowndogs]

Doberman stickers are now available! In both Sharp and Pointy and Floppy-NoodleTail varieties. These were requested by one of my patrons :)

If you are interested in putting in a breed request, head over to my Patreon!

[kayf-the-artist]

Shadow & Ghost.

[gerickdamble-blog]

Retro Neon Doberman Pinscher Sticker

[moshhhpit]

Personal artwork

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[artbyhaku]

Gift & trade stickers for FoxieTato, Nafeera, en Greyl0ng. :)

[raretiste]

Check out this awesome 'Dapper Doberman - The Canine CEO' design on @TeePublic!

[ostin-jpg]

stoooop look how cute they are!!

[tatiilange]

Doggust! Doberman

These will be stickers with metallic foil for my store KIRIN KONCEPT :D

[redcherrykook]

────𐙚 inevitable transition (a)

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content: cheater!jungkook

note from cherry: i've spent the past days horribly anxious and with all this nervous energy, i channeled this angsty fic. I hope it hurts in the rightest ways.

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Waking up to a silent phone.

Ordinary buzzing of your alarm and sheer nothingness after. The other side of the bed was left empty, touseld, not unusual. He does wake up earlier than you do, does have a tight schedule.

Your phone remained empty.

A routine you had gotten familair with recently.

Your "thinking about you baby" and "I love you my angel" texts have disappeared into thin air. Merged with the chirping of birds that are only audible for the ones who wake up early enough to witness them.

In actuality, they have been transfered to the screen of another.

Her arguably beautiful face lights up in the morning, greeted by his profile picture. Him, him and his doberman. For her, it did not matter when she woke, he'd been there. Left his traces, given security.

You knew this, yet he still kissed you with the same lingering smile, spit the same "love you" when met with your presence.

It had become routine after all, to behave like lovers.

Which explains why, when Jungkook changed his profile photo from him and you sharing a kiss, you did not question it. Brushed over it, like he did every time he came home late.

Until the lights started to give out as well, the apartment he came back to had turned dim. A house, simply that.

Jungkook no longer felt home.

His arms had not lost their strength and yet, an embrace had never felt weaker. A kiss never duller.

It seemed almost too perfect, how he'd put on a show- pretend as though all these miniscule things didn't turn into a portrait of his betrayal, did not hold any weight to them. An accumilation of odd details. If you didn't know better, he seemed close to oblivious.

"You're overthinking it" his voice ringed, filling your ears with a sentence that should have been reassuring, should have put your racing heart at ease, lowered your cortisol.

In contrast, that is far from what it had done to you. It should have been obvious why he started referring to you with your full name, should have been evident why it took him longer to respond, longer to like your posts and even longer to message first.

Well aware of who he was talking to when it showed he is online but your text still read delivered.

It was right before your teary eyes.

The livingroom clock ticks, time will pass recklessly, without control. The minutes will go by anyways.

You grew into the habit of reminiscing times of a near past- you had been his only once. When there had not been another number to dial, a selfie to open, a giggle to share.

Bittnernes from your morning coffee mingled with the question, if that reality ever existed in the first place or if- maybe, he has been awaiting a chance to escape, replace, all along.

'I'm so attached to you'- a simple string of a unkept words that have forgotten their true integrity somewhere along allure and temptation of another. He hadn't meant it, nor could he bare the slight drop in the corner of your diluded smile- one which used to possess the property of igniting a spark inside his chest.

Jungkook's attachment is mirroring a sticker stuck to the back of ones phone, peeling away from continued usage, drained of its color, barely grasping the surface. Simultaneously, it was however, no more than the remainders of its glue that you will never be able to rid yourself of- it would always be part of you.

You have been forgotten before- have blended into the anonymity of a growing circle when on your part, it has only been you two. an us. it would stay that way for you, for as long as your lungs work, as long as your heart pumps.

[the-froschamethyst4]

My Favorite Animal

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COD men Headcanons

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König

My favorite animal is when my almost 7 foot, Austrian Husband, gets in peoples faces whenever they look at me the wrong way or catcall me in front of him

The clip of him getting in a guy face spit flying, red faced, and yelling, you couldn’t hear it because of the music but you can tell that is not a happy König

The same almost 7 foot, Austrian Husband whenever I tell him ‘no’

And the clip is of him playing in your kids sandbox letting the sand run out between his fingers and doing it again

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Ghost

My favorite animal is my 6’4, gruff, Lieutenant Husband whenever he’s on the field

The clip of him gun loaded and pointed at anything, skull mask covering his face but you could tell he was as extremely focused

That same 6’4, gruff, Lieutenant Husband when our kids mess with him and he doesn’t even budge

Clip of Simon sitting on the couch both his daughter on each side of him, one sticking stickers to his mask and the other coloring in his tattoos

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Price

My favorite animal is my golden retriever, Husband when someone picks on our daughter

The clip of Price standing tall, arms crossed over his big and broad chest as he was giving the dad to the bully a good and nice long death stare

The same golden retriever, Husband who wouldn’t let his daughter leave for college

The next clip of him holding his daughter for too long as she trying to push him away and tap on his back to sooth him that she was leaving

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Soap 

My favorite animal is my Scottish Husband when he is fighting

A clip of Soap hitting a punching bag, sweat dripping from his forehead as he keeps hitting with all his might

The same Scottish Husband whenever I don’t give him kisses

The clip of him chin on your chest, looking up at you with puppy dog eyes, bottom lip out and pouting and red eyes…he was drunk and cried for 30 minutes straight because you refused

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Alejandro

My favorite animal is my Mexican, Doberman, Husband whenever a guy gets in my face and tells me all the shit he’ll do to me since I denied him

A clip of Alejandro quite literally kicking ass and taking names, the guys face on the ground bloodied and bruised as Alejandro took a swig of his drink and walked over to you to hug you

The same Mexican, Doberman, Husband when his child is crying

Clip of him on the couch with tears in his eyes wondering if he did something wrong? He was accidentally loud and was apologizing to the baby

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Gaz

My favorite animal is my British, Sargent, Husband when he saw a man harassing a women

The clip of Gaz standing his ground in getting in the guys face, the tips of his fingers digging into the guys chest as the guy was giving a random excuse that didn’t sit right with Gaz

The same British, Sargent, Husband whenever he child tells him ‘no’

The clip was of Gaz sitting on his child’s play mat and his child hitting his arm telling him no and a pout grew on Gaz’s face

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Alex

My favorite animal is my Operations Officer Husband whenever there is someone disrespectful

A clip of Alex sipping on his drink while a guy was yelling at him for being with someone like you but Alex was ignoring him till suddenly Alex broke the glass over the guys head and the clip stops

The same Operations Office Husband whenever his tomato’s didn’t grow

A clip of him sitting in his garden pouting that his tomato’s didn’t grow and you behind the camera trying hard not to giggle at his pouty face

[maimbutt]

a punky little doberman I had a very small run of this for IRL merch, unfortunately her colors and level of detail don't really pop at a distance so I'll need to do a redesign before I order anything else available as a sticker on RedBubble

[dragon-queen21]

Agere Tier list

I asked for people to send me in characters and then I would rank them. This was open fandom so half of the characters I didn't know and simply went off of vibes. If you agree, awesome! Disagree or have something to add, feel free to reblog and ramble. Just please don't get angry at me is anything is super off

Characters and short explanations below: (If I had one, I kinda gave up half way on some so forgive me if these aren't my best)

Stardew Valley~

-Harvey: Caregiver! Tired dad vibes for real, who always drinking too much coffee. Little one giving him puppy dog eyes is just like ‘oh, you want some too?’ <- terrible idea, he’ll never learn /lh

Pokemon~

-Prof. Sycamore: Caregiver or babysitter, just because I feel like he would be quite forgetful. Like unless his little one has obvious tells that they are regressed (ie. Using a pacifier, slurred speech, different comfy clothes, etc.) He’s going to just forget, or just overlook it. Ah I don’t know how to put that. Like he’s still sweet and caring just… a bit silly me thinks

-Kaiwe: Flip, big brother regressor/caregiver

Animal Crossing~

-Bones (animal crossing): Toss up between being a babysitter known for spoiling the littles he looks after with treat and cuddles, or a regressor… I’m leaning more towards babysitter personally. Also I think he would help his little one in the making of putting on a puppet show;

-Isabell: Flip, regressor leaning

-Tom Nook: Babysitter. In the sense that he is very aware of those who regress on the island and gives them little tasks to in exchange for stickers or treats

Star Trek~

-Bones/ Leonard McCoy: Well maybe I am biased but caregiver coded. He just ahs a very dad vibe about him you know? Plus being a doctor and with a knowledge of psychology I just know he’d be familiar with what age regression is

Lego Ninjago~

-Lloyd: Regressor/ pet regressor He would be a little dragon. I think I remember Cole being scared of dragons in the pilot episodes, so umm he definitely sneaks up on the other, roaring and trying to scare him

-Kai: Flip, caregiver leaning. Super sweet. The kind of caregiver who thinks that most problems can be solved with ice cream and cuddles

-Nya: Flip caregiver leaning. I feel like she's regressed with her brother before either because he wanted a playmate, or just to be like there's nothing to feel bad about. So maybe that would put her more as an age dreamer... hmmm welp, too late to redo the list now XD

-Cole: caregiver, going off of the wiki here but the fact that he seems to be very parental to those younger than him. Hates letting his little one down, so even over the smallest detail he's going to make sure everything goes smoothly to the best of his ability

Genshin~

-Ayato: I was going to say caregiver, but upon further consideration, puppy regressor. Wants to be little with his sister around but also, no talking, he’s delt enough with people all day if he wants interaction then he��ll initiate it himself. And being in puppy space no need to talk, just woofs. Also because of his role the idea of ‘age regressing’ in the typical sense leaves a bad taste in his mouth

-Ayaka: Caregiver coded. Looks after her brother a lot but also just enjoys being able to still take care of someone but just with less pressure to do everything perfect. Healing in it’s own way. I think maybe she would age dream from time to time, but never fully regress

-Aether: To no ones shock at all, regressor. I want to say that back with his sister he was a flip and they would take care of each other but without his other half and way to much put on his shoulders he’s solely just a little one now

-Wriothesley: Puppy regressor, specifically a german shepherd or Doberman, or any other dog breed with ‘scary dog privileges. Thinks he’s the scariest little guy. His caregiver’s see him as their adorable pup.

-Venti: Caregiver who's the best with baby regressor's. They're his little wisp and he plays lullaby's for them and is just the best at settling down fussy little ones.

-Kaeya: Caregiver. He has the best stories to tell his little ones and he definitely spoils them rotten. Regressor so much as looks at something twice and he'll get it for them

-Diluc: Flip caregiver leaning + pet regressor. Something something being a wolf regressor. He would probably chomp on his brother's arm just to annoy him, but also love noms. Also like I have said waaaay too many times on my blog, he would just have a soft spot for little ones trust me.

-Albedo: Regressor & pet regressor. Never really had a real childhood so age and pet regression kinda blur within one another. Snow leopard regressor or a husky regressor. He can spend an abnormal amount of time out in the cold and is quite content in doing so.

Overwatch~

-Mercy: Caregiver Oooh big sister caregiver. Going purely off of vibes but I mean. She just feels like she would be great with baby regressors. Just to be swaddled in soft blankets and fluffy wings to protect you. Also adding wanting to look after her little ones in a way that she was never taken care if as a child

Ace Attorny~

-Maya: Pet regressor. She’s has a kitten space that’s always getting her into mischief.

AOT~ We are going off of vibes here purely because I don’t know the first thing about this series

-Armin Arlert: Toddler regressor or baby space regressor, I can't quite come to a decision. Curious kiddo who is so easily distracted by everything

-Eren Jaeger: Middle regressor, usually older than Armin, though I could also see him being a toddler in his terrible twos. Lot of temper tantrums/meltdowns when little because of having so many emotions just bubbling over the surface.

-Mikasa Ackerman: Oh yeah 100% caregiver coded. I was going to label all three as littles, but I just think she needs to look after someone just to heal from her own childhood. Also because her friends are all she has left she wants to make sure they're as happy and comfortable as possible

[atinyjules]

Bad Dog? Ft. Hybrid!Nicholas

A/n: I have an obsession with andteam these days. I mean, I always have, but we'll. It's super evident recently. Idk Nicholas just screams doberman or were werecat 🥹✨️

Here it iss

Genre: Fluff, angst, hybrid au, humour

Pairings: Nicholas x fem reader (oc but name not mentioned)

Warnings: None really

The hybrid centre smelled like cheap air freshener and broken promises. You stood at the front desk, arms crossed, listening to the owner—a middle-aged man with a receding hairline and an even more receding sense of honesty—explain why the hybrid you had already booked and paid for was… gone.

"I know this is inconvenient," he said with a practised, customer-service smile that screamed, 'Trust me, I’m lying', "but the tiger hybrid, uh, ran away last night. Must've slipped right past security. Real shame."

You squinted. "A tiger hybrid? Just vanished?

The owner nodded too quickly. "Yup. It happens all the time."

"Psst."

You blinked. "What?"

The owner stiffened. "What?"

"Psst. Down here," the voice whispered again.

You glanced toward the holding cells, and that’s when you saw him—Nicholas. His nameplate was bolted onto the thick metal bars, which immediately made you suspicious. The hybrid centre’s website had promised bright, open living spaces for their hybrids. Not… this.

Nicholas lounged lazily against the bars, amber eyes gleaming with amusement. His cropped Doberman ears flicked, and his tail gave a single lazy wag.

"Why is he in a cell?" you asked, side-eyeing the owner.

The man chuckled nervously. "Ah, well, he's a bit of a troublemaker. Doesn't get along well with others."

Nicholas sat up. "Heyyy—" He paused. Thought about it. Then shrugged. "Actually, that is true. I bite them."

The owner pointed at him, exasperated. "See?! This is why he’s in a cell!"

Nicholas rolled his eyes. "Oh, please. They deserved it." Then he turned back to you, voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "By the way, that tiger hybrid? He didn’t run away. This guy sold him to someone else ‘cause they offered more money."

Your gaze snapped to the owner. He went stiff as a board.

"T-That’s ridiculous!" he stammered, tugging at his collar like it was choking him. "He’s just saying things—he bites people! You can’t trust him!"

You crossed your arms. "You promised a comfortable life for hybrids. But he's literally behind bars."

The owner let out a weak laugh. "W-Well, it's for his own safety! And others'!"

Nicholas smirked. "He's not wrong, sweetheart. I do bite." He leaned against the bars, chin resting on his folded arms. "But only when they deserve it."

The owner looked like he was seconds away from a nervous breakdown.

You sighed, rubbing your temples. "Okay. We need to talk."

Nicholas let out a low whistle. "Ooooh, someone’s in trouble."

The owner was sweating bullets, probably trying to figure out how to lie his way out of this mess. Meanwhile, Nicholas was watching the drama unfold like it was his personal entertainment.

Then, as if remembering something urgent, he perked up.

"Hey. Hey." He rattled the bars to get your attention. "Look at the board."

You followed his gaze to a large pricing sheet on the wall. A handful of hybrids had price tags next to their names. Nicholas' name stood out—because right next to it was a big, bright, 50% OFF sticker.

You turned back to him, unimpressed. "Wow. What a deal."

Nicholas grinned, ignoring your sarcasm. "Right?! Half-off ‘cause they hate me." He shot the owner a knowing look. "Tell her, boss. You despise me, don’t you?"

The owner made a choked noise. "I—I wouldn’t say despise—"

Nicholas leaned forward, voice deadpan. "You locked me up like a criminal."

The owner threw his hands up. "You bite people!"

"Heyyy—" Nicholas paused, then sighed. "Okay, yeah. But only when necessary. It’s called self-defense."

You pinched the bridge of your nose. "I came here for a tiger."

"Pfft. Cats are overrated. Get a dog instead!" Nicholas gestured to himself proudly. "We're stronger. More loyal. Funnier. And we don’t sleep 16 hours a day."

"That last part is debatable," the owner muttered.

Nicholas ignored him. "Did you know that Dobermans are one of the smartest breeds? I can learn commands faster than a cat could decide whether or not it likes you." He held up a finger. "Also, fun fact: I can run up to 32 miles per hour. That’s, like, twice as fast as a tiger."

You frowned. "That’s… not true."

He waved a hand. "Okay, fine, technically not true, but close enough! And let’s be real—are you gonna be riding a tiger into battle? No? Exactly. So my speed is more useful."

You stared at him. "Who said anything about battle?"

Nicholas smirked. "I dunno. You look like the type."

The owner groaned. "For the love of—please stop talking."

Nicholas gasped, mock-offended. "Wow. Silencing me? Unbelievable." He turned back to you. "Okay, okay, I get it. You want a deal, right? What if I told you… you could get me for free?"

You raised an eyebrow. "Free?"

He grinned. "Yup. You were scammed, remember? Kinda messed up that this guy took your money and then sold your hybrid to someone else, right?" He gave the owner a slow, smug glance. "So, as a totally reasonable solution, I propose he lets you take me instead. Y'know, as compensation."

The owner turned red. "ABSOLUTELY NOT—"

Nicholas clicked his tongue. "Wow. No integrity. Scamming and refusing to make it right? Unbelievable."

You exhaled. "This is ridiculous."

Nicholas grinned wider. "And yet… you're thinking about it."

You hated that he was right.

Nicholas was a genius.

A mastermind.

A visionary.

Because if he played his cards right, he was getting out of this cage today.

And hopefully with her.

See, it wasn’t just that he wanted to escape (though, obviously, yes). It was also because this girl? This girl was pretty. And sure, he’d been around plenty of humans before, but none of them had this… this vibe. She looked cool. A little intimidating. And definitely like she liked dogs.

Nicholas squinted at her. Yeah. No doubt about it. This was a dog person.

Her arms were crossed, her expression skeptical, but he could see it—the little crack in her resolve. Oh yeah. She was thinking about it.

He needed to seal the deal.

Time for maximum charm.

He widened his eyes just a little. Not too much—he wasn’t a chihuahua. Just enough for effect. Then he let his ears droop ever so slightly and leaned against the bars with a tiny, forlorn sigh.

"Pwease," he said, voice soft and dramatic. "I'm just a wittle guy. A wittle guy who got wrongfuwwy impwisoned—"

"Oh, shut up!" the owner snapped.

Nicholas immediately dropped the act. "Jeez, man, ever heard of theatrics? No wonder your business is flopping."

"It is not flopping—"

"Yeah? Then why am I half off?"

The owner turned red, looking like he wanted to strangle him, but Nicholas ignored him. Focus. Mission: Get Adopted.

Nicholas turned back to the girl and gave her his best puppy-dog eyes. "Listen. You and me? I think we'd make a great team."

She sighed. "I literally came here for a tiger."

"And yet... you're still here." He smirked. "Because deep down, you know I'm the better option." He flexed dramatically. "Look at these arms. Look at this jawline. I am built for protection. You want a tiger? Cool. But what happens when you need loyalty? What happens when you need someone to glare at people menacingly in public so no one even thinks about robbing you?"

"You do look like you'd be good at glaring," she admitted, eyeing his sharp features.

He perked up. Progress. She was considering it.

Time to go in for the kill.

"AND!" He suddenly wagged his tail a little—just enough to be endearing.

She blinked. "What?"

"I have so many more fun facts!" He grinned. "Did you know that Dobermans were originally bred to protect tax collectors? That means I have a rich history of intimidation. Also, my fur is low maintenance! You won’t have to deal with all that pesky shedding like you would with a tiger." He gasped dramatically. "OH! And I can sense when you're upset and will offer emotional support immediately. Do you think a tiger's gonna do that?"

She looked mildly amused now. "So you’re saying I should pick you because you’ll stare at people, not shed, and be a therapist?"

"EXACTLY." He nodded sagely. "I am the full package."

The owner groaned into his hands. "I can’t do this anymore."

Nicholas smirked, knowing he was winning.

"You remember? You could just take me for free."

The girl actually considered it for a second.

The owner, looking one step away from a mental breakdown, exhaled sharply. "Fine. Fine. Take him. Just—get him out of here. No refunds, no take-backs. Deal?"

Nicholas' ears shot up. His heart nearly leapt out of his chest.

OH MY GOD, IS THIS HAPPENING?

The girl raised an eyebrow. "You're really that desperate to get rid of him?"

"YES."

Nicholas had never seen a man so emotionally exhausted in his life.

The girl looked back at Nicholas, arms crossed again. "You bite people, though."

Nicholas beamed. "Only the ones who deserve it."

"...Fine. I’ll take him."

Nicholas froze.

Did she just—

OH MY GOD, SHE PICKED ME.

His tail thumped against the bars before he could stop it. "You won't regret this!"

She sighed. "I already do."

Nicholas just grinned. This was the best day of his life.

You stared at the hybrid centre doors—triple-locked, bolted, and possibly blessed by a priest—then turned to Nicholas.

"Okay, explain." You gestured to the absurd celebration that just took place. "Why were they acting like that?"

Nicholas grinned, tail wagging. "Oh, y’know, the usual. I was their favorite."

You gave him a flat look. "That was not the reaction of people losing a favourite. That was the reaction of people winning the lottery."

Nicholas let out a dramatic sigh, adjusting his mysteriously acquired suitcases. "Alright, alright. Tragic backstory time."

You raised an eyebrow but said nothing.

"Picture this," he started, voice lower like he was about to deliver the saddest tale in history. "A young, handsome, charming hybrid, full of life and excitement, enters the world. He is placed in a prestigious hybrid center. Hopeful. Naïve. Ready for his forever home."

"You’re talking about yourself in third person."

"Shh, don’t interrupt the art."

You sighed, crossing your arms.

Nicholas cleared his throat. "And then—the tragedy."

You waited.

"I was adopted," he said, placing a hand over his chest dramatically. "Again. And again. And again. But every single time—they brought me back."

Your expression softened slightly. "...That’s actually really sad."

"Yeah, yeah, I guess," he said, waving a hand. But his tail stopped wagging for a second.

Something about that made your stomach feel… off.

"Why did they return you?" you asked.

Nicholas rolled his eyes. "Because I might have been a little too much for them. Apparently, I was ‘destructive.’ ‘Too energetic.’ ‘Didn’t listen to commands.’ Blah blah blah." He waved a hand. "One guy even called me ‘the embodiment of chaos.’ Like, dude, that’s kind of cool—"

You gave him a look.

He coughed. "Okay, yeah, I did chew his couch into confetti, but in my defense, he had horrible taste in furniture."

You pinched the bridge of your nose. "Nicholas…"

"Hey, relax! It's fine." He grinned, too wide, too quick. "I don’t really think about it anymore."

But then, before you could respond—

His ears twitched. His tail stayed still.

And in a voice so casual it almost sounded like a joke, he said, "Eventually, you might get sick of me too and return me."

Your stomach twisted.

Nicholas, of course, didn’t let it linger.

"ANYWAY," he said, snapping back into his usual self, "you won’t return me, right? Right? You don’t look like a quitter."

You hesitated for a second too long.

He noticed.

For half a second, his expression flickered—something unreadable - something too quick to catch.

But then, like always, he covered it up.

"Pfft, kidding! Kidding. Obviously, you and me? Great team. You won’t get tired of me." He grinned, but this time it didn’t quite reach his eyes. "Buuut if you do, at least let me keep the suitcases. They make me feel fancy."

You frowned.

You weren’t sure what annoyed you more—the fact that he was obviously deflecting or the fact that now you actually felt bad.

This dog was a menace.

A menace with a weirdly sad past.

"...Come on," you sighed, finally turning away. "Let's go home."

Nicholas perked up immediately, tail wagging again as he followed you. "YES. HOME. I can't wait to see my room!—Wait, I get a room, right? If not, I call dibs on the biggest bed."

You sighed and smiled.

You were in so much trouble.

You felt like you were gonna regret this.

But also… you didn’t.

Definitely making a part 2 for this!

I hope y'all enjoyed it 🥹

Likes and rebloggs are appreciated 🩷✨️

[raiiny-bay]

oc(s) as obscure associations - dusty edition

tagged by @pralinesims, @vicciouxs, @void-imp, & @elderwisp (ty all for the tags! <3)

ANIMAL: dog (doberman, golden retriever)

COLORS: green, grey, neon pink, & neon orange

MONTH: july

SONGS: bite to break skin- senses fail, mister asylum- highly suspect

NUMBER: 4

PLANTS: cactus

SMELLS: wet concrete, blood, smoke

GEMSTONE: sunstone

TIME OF DAY: 4pm, 4am

SEASON: summer

PLACES: skate park, graffitied underpass

FOOD: fried eggs, salsa, chili peppers (habanero, jalapeño)

DRINKS: alcohol, energy drinks

ELEMENT: fire

ASTROLOGICAL SIGNS: leo

SEASONINGS: cloves, allspice

SKY: clear

WEATHER: lightning storm, heatwave

MAGICAL POWER: electrokinesis

WEAPONS: throwing stars/knives

SOCIAL MEDIA: instagram, snapchat

MAKEUP PRODUCT: hair dye (if that counts?)

CANDY: rock candy

METHOD OF LONG DISTANCE TRAVEL: car

ART STYLE: pop art

FEAR: rejection, death

MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURE: basilisk

PIECE OF STATIONARY: highlighter, stickers

THREE EMOJIS: ⭐🎧🛹

CELESTIAL BODY: stars, the sun

i tag: @simspurgatory, @glammoose, @teddybearsims, @gashface, @alelelesimz, @wolfavens, & @potential-fate (feel free to ignore ofc!)

[systemnamenotfound404]

could we ask for 2, level 1 alters with faceclaims?

a host who's good at family / socail gatherings and dealing with schedule changes + a soother who's good at dealing with being around abusers?

both alters are dating and both have more than just host/soother roles?

-⛱️

Ofc! Here u go! 2 headmates lvl1 (brainmade)

We had a slight template change but ill include bit of personality here to fill ur quest as u wished or well we tried to fill this quest as well as w ecould

Name(s): Juno , Lyra , Eden , Opal , Luna

Pronoun(s): it / its/she / her/shi / hir/ doll / dolls/marione / marionette/sno / snow /wi / winter/bli / blizard /qui / quiet/x/xs/xself

Age: 15/17/age regressor / ageless/ identifies woth body age

Gender: genderless, agender, demi-gender, non-binary, neogender, female

Sexuality: ace, lesbian, pan, bi, demi-romantic

Species: Human, deity

Role: Social host (exp: a host who's main job to is front mainly around family/social gatherings) spefific Adapter (their job is tp deal and adapt to schedule chnages and handle things well like a gathering or anything else related to their other job adjust adapt and handle. [For short A.A.H]), echolalier, denial- holder, communicator, sympton holder ,identity holder, trauma holder, protector,

Source: N/A (brainmade)

Personality: Extroverted, excitable, rambler, silly, listener, chatterbox, impatient, tries to make friends with everyone, regardless of how friendly the other person is, Likes accessorizing outerworld items like journals, notebooks and bags with keychains, stickers, pins, etc. very clingy to her soother partner

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Name(s): Ray, Marcus, Newt, Coral

Pronoun(s): he/him, rock/rocks, moss/mosself, ha/hai/hails/hailself, xe/xy/xyself, xenos: Sound of a snarling dog/they / it / strum / sun / buzz / muse

Age: 15/18/17/14/identifies with body age

Gender: suitgender, gamerish, masc-aligned , musiccomfic , sunsetcosmic , sunflowergender , pathetiboy

Sexuality: unknown / questioning / Aromantic / pansexual

Species: human, doberman kemonomimi with cropped and posted ears and docked tail

Role: Soother,System Guard, comforter , prioritizer, Protector, absorber, advocate!!

Source: N/A

Personality prideful, independent, strong, brave, good at handling people who upset him / hurts the system!! loves his partner host.

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