#My unicorn's hooves are kinda weighted so she's all floppy... good to hug. 5/5 hats. Also she's white blue and pink. 11/5 hats

[angel---eater]

We're incredibly, incredibly private and sometimes downright secretive about our feelings surrounding POSIC stuff, our neurodiverngency, and.. well, y'know, the trauma of growing up as a neurodivergent kid in unsuportive surroundings, but oh boy do we have a lot of feelings about it. I'd compile photos and make a tierlist of my plushes with their names if I had the patience for it, lmao. Most of our hesitancy to talk about it casually comes from The Trauma and that good ol' sense that we're just being plain weird. But it's not weird. It's just a thing. A thing that makes me really happy. So many other adults feel the same about their plushes and toys. I mean, toy collectors, for one. My auntie (who's in her 60's) still has all her childhood plushes too. Toys are fucking awesome. Humans have been making Little Friends And Things just to play with and love since civilization began.