#Winnie the Pooh Soft Toy

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Winnie-the-Pooh 

(Handmade Soft Toy in celebration of National Winnie the Pooh Day and the birthday of A A Milne)

[strawberryangeldelight]

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[cutiepieautistic]

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[gummi-stims]

Could I also ask for a winnie the pooh and friends stem board *the new adventures of winnie the pooh * 🥺💙🩵😁

@catfang12

I hope this is alright! This was actually surprisingly tough c:

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[goldberry-edition]

Cute Disney soft toys

[saidtheskinhorse]

If you like these posts, please share one of your special toys! This is my daily invitation to visit my website www.saidtheskinhorse.com - it's a site that celebrates the special relationship we have with our favorite toys from childhood. Here's one of our newest additions!

[teddy-collects]

Today's thrift finds! I found a huge vintage Winnie the Pooh stuffie, and a 2015 Starbright Dragon Build-A-Bear. As for toys, I found a Funshine Bear from the old quarter gacha machines in the grocery stores, a Little People's piggy I had as a kid, a Lego Duplo Cat, and a Zoobles. I also got some books, Let's Find Pokémon: Tons of Fun at the Amusment Park book from 2008, Winnie the Pooh and the Blustery Day, and Little Critter: Just a Special Day!

[justalittleseapanda]

I would give anything for the Winnie the pooh set!

[katya-1917]

Or the plushies exist and are theoretically possible to buy for a somewhat reasonable price, but they aren't sold in physical stores in your area or your entire country, shipping from the country the IP originated from where the plushies are plentiful and sold as children's playthings in every shop with a toy section is stupid expensive, and you'd never want to buy a plushie online anyway cause you gotta hold it in person to know if the snuggles are gonna be any good.

Or there's a million official plush versions of the fictional teddy bear, but none in the extra fluffy and extra snuggly fabric the live action movie prop was made of. And the only place that you could find online selling one that looked like it *might* be right was a childrens' toys shop that probably doesn't ship all the way to your country.

You didn't pre-order that figure that had a pre order window of 2 weeks 6 years ago and how it's $700 on ebay

[baby-zakarii]

Agere activities for low energy littles😴

⭐️Color in bed

⭐️Listen to an audiobook

⭐️Listen to some soft music

⭐️Take a nap with your stuffies

⭐️Watch a calm cartoon (Winnie the Pooh, In the Night Garden)

⭐️Play with your toys while laying on a blanket/carpet

⭐️Take a bubble bath

⭐️Make jewelery

⭐️Play some mobile games

⭐️Make a character in picrew

For some of us walking or sitting by the desk can be challenging, so all of these are the activities which you can enjoy without moving much!

[nonranghaes]

heads up: reader didn't have a great childhood (implications of being poor, implications of reader no longer having contact with their parents).

sometimes you think seokmin is... really, really good for you. he's the kind of person who listens, who holds you (both when you need it and just to be close to you), who doesn't seem to let little things stop him. he's funny, and charismatic, and he feels like he's everything you just aren't. but above all else, seokmin is your biggest supporter.

and it becomes glaringly obvious just how true that is when he sees you staring in at a toy store, his jacket now hugged against your chest (he'd draped it over your shoulders when he saw you shiver), longing for something long lost. he slowly came back to your side, peering in as well as he followed your gaze to a winnie the pooh plushie, sitting happily among the others. he glances at the doors, just to make sure the store is still open... and then he turns to you again.

"i'll buy it for you," he says, smiling. he tucks his hands into his pockets, rocking on his heels. "we can keep him in my car while we eat dinner, if you're worried about that--"

you shake your head. "it's silly," you say, letting out a sigh. "i just remembered how badly i wanted one as a kid. that's all."

it isn't the first time seokmin has seen that longing look in your eyes, either. sometimes, you'll be walking through the mall, and he'll see the way you stop and see children's decor before frowning to yourself, mumbling about how you wish you could have decorated your room like that as a kid. books in stores that you sigh and sometimes say you wish you could have read when you were a kid--like that series about the kid who's the son of a greek god or something. every time, you answer with the same thing: money was tight. space was tight. you didn't exactly get to decorate your room since it wasn't exactly your room then. you haven't said much more, but seokmin knows he'll be right there to listen when you're ready to tell him more.

"so? you can still get one." seokmin chuckles a little as he takes your face into his hands, pressing a kiss against your forehead. "do you want it?"

shyly, you nod.

"then wait here."

you watch as he heads into the store, already making a beeline for the silly little bear that you have a soft spot for. he reaches up, pulling one down before he looks at you through the window, raising the plush's paw to wave at you. it makes you smile (seokmin's really good at that, you think), and you watch as he carries him over to the checkout.

is this what it's like to be loved...? it still feels new to you sometimes, no matter how much your friends love you. but you think if life can be this sweet, you never want to stop feeling it now as you choose your loved ones, none of them bound to you by blood.

you think you like it better that way anyway.

[chrissdollie]

a/n: hii!! before you read this PLEASE KNOW, i do not state this as agere because this is heavily self inserted and i am not a regressor but perhaps an age dreamer? i'm really not sure tbh!! i wouldn't say i get into a headspace but it really just depends on my mood + the things around me. so the tags will not include "agere" or "age dreaming". please keep in mind that i am still learning about this part of myself and i do not have any caregiver so i am completely on my own! i will do more researching on these topics tho if this post bothers anyone who actually regresses <3

warnings/notes: VERY self inserted, DONT INTERACT IF U DONT LIKE!, completely sfw + nonsexual, cg!chris, little!reader, teething oral fixation, endearing nicknames (baby, sugar), hair play, not proofread!!

wc: 316

pop, pop, pop!

you click your light pink circle pop-it absentmindedly with your eyes wide and focused on the tv screen. chris adjusts his arm wrapped around you to brush away some hair on your face. you lean into his side more, resting his head against your chest before he kisses your hair lazily. unconsciously, your toes begin to happily wiggle when one of your favorite disney characters appears on screen. "roo!! i love roo.." you softly squeal, your fingers gripping onto chris' hoodie sleeve.

his hand rubs up and down your arm while you're enamored by the animated kangaroo jumping around winnie the pooh and his friends. feeling an excited rush in your body, you fidget with your toys and bite down roughly on your lip. this catches chris' eye and he immediately leans over you to grab your teething toy from the nightstand. you giggle softly and reach out for the pink toy. "here baby." he coos, handing it to you. chris picks up the my melody plate in front of you, taking the disregarded apple slices and eating them so they don't go to waste. you apply more pressure to the teether, wanting more stimulation.

you huff, digging your head further into his side. you need to feel as close to chris as possible. he lightly chuckles before shuffling down lower to engulf you in a warm snuggle. your entire body is captured in his embrace and you sweetly sigh, pushing your pop it away with your leg. you refocus on the movie, but before you know it, your eyes slowly shut to then quickly snap back open. chris runs his fingers along your hair, twirling the ends playfully. before you doze off, you make sure to kiss your boyfriend's knuckles and mutter a soft, "g'night.."

he peeks down, watching sleep take over you. he kisses your cute nose gently. "g'night sugar."

@leah-loves-lilies @imtalkinnonsense @star-sturn @junnniiieee07 @mattsneezing @freshloveee@freshsturns@emma4eva @r6diosturns @matthasmywholeheart @donthugmeimhot @blahbel668 @chrissturnsss @joanofarcily @mattscoquette @slutsturn @sturnioloremarker @ashley9282828 @jnkvivi @sturncakez @lanasturn @riasturns @st7rnioioss @strnlxlqve @starlace111 @mattsfavbigtitties

[strawberryangeldelight]

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[cutiepieautistic]

Hug n wiggle winnie the pooh talking plushie

[rowdyluv]

Mothers Know Best

summary: it’s luke’s off morning and he’s home alone with emersyn who isn’t acting her usual bubbly happy self. it’s when he puts her down early for her nap he notices something is actually wrong

warnings: soft dad!luke, fluffy -> angst, sick baby, stressed parent, parent feels they aren’t doing right

word count: 1.56k

notes: this was originally wrote for the single dad version of the au so if i missed any name changes please let me know

Emersyn was not the same today. Her usual bubbly giggles were replaced with whines that pierced the quiet afternoon like a siren. Luke had never seen his little girl so clingy and fussy. She was a ball of pink and white, sticking to him like a piece of gum to a hot sidewalk. It was a rare moment he had that she was distracted by her blanks or a toy next to her.

He tried everything to calm her down—his usual go-to distractions of peekaboo, Winnie the Pooh and even the tickle monster. Nothing worked. Her eyes searched for him, wide and desperate, every time he tried to sneak away. The house felt like it was closing in on him, the air thick with the weight of her cries. The moment his body crossed the threshold to the kitchen from the living room she was screaming for him. Mousey little calls for “dada.” Rattled out of her mouth just as the cries rattled her body. Tension was tightening in Luke’s chest, making it hard to breathe.

What was wrong with her? Why was she acting like this? She’s ate, barely, but he fed her. She has a clean diaper. He’s checked numerous times. They’ve played or he’s tried to play and she wasn’t having any of it. She has her blanks and her Finn plushie from Quinn. Luke pulled his hands through his hair and huffed out.

Emersyn drew him out of his thoughts by pulling on the hem of his shorts. She had blanks and fin in one of her hands and the other grasping his shorts. Her bottom lip stuck out quivering.

“Okay, okay, baby girl, let’s go for a nap, yeah?” Luke’s voice was strained with worry. He scooped her up into his arms, the softness of her skin burning against his. She didn’t protest, a sign that something was seriously off. Usually, she’d fight naps like a champ, insisting she was a big kid. But today she just snuggled into his neck, the heat from her forehead seeping into his skin. He carried her to her room, the hallway seeming to stretch on forever. The gentle squeak of his shoes on the floor was the only sound except for her shallow breaths.

Her nursery was a soft explosion of pink and white, but today it felt like a prison cell. The curtains were drawn, leaving only a sliver of light that painted the room in a sad, yellow glow. He laid her down on the crib mattress, her favorite blanket underneath her. He could hear the faint rattle in her breathing, and it was like nails on a chalkboard to his overworked nerves. He leaned over to kiss her forehead, and that’s when it all clicked. He realized how hot she was against him. She was a little furnace that had been running on overdrive. When he had picked her up first thought was she was warm from overworking herself. All the crying she had been doing was what made her warm. But no. This was definitely different.

Panic took over him like a wildfire. He knew that sound all too well. It was the same sound he heard last winter when she had croup. He didn’t want to jump to conclusions, but the feeling in his gut was heavy. He grabbed the thermometer and quickly scanned her forehead. The beep was like a gunshot, echoing through the room. He checked the display. 102 degrees. His heart plummeted.

With trembling hands, he picked Emersyn up again, cradling her closer to his chest. He didn’t know what to do. Was this just a cold or something more? His mind raced with all the worst scenarios. He needed Rosey, she’d know what to do. He fumbled with his phone, his thumbs slipping over the screen as he typed out a frantic text. “Come home. Emmy’s not okay. Something’s wrong.”

But as he hit send, he knew that wasn’t enough. He needed advice now, and his mother, Ellen, was the next best thing. He dialed her number, his voice wavering when she answered.

“Mom, Emersyn’s not right. She’s so warm and... I don’t know. Her breathing is funny again.” The words tumbled out of him like a waterfall.

Ellen’s voice was calm and soothing, a stark contrast to the chaos in Luke’s mind. “Okay, sweetheart, just breathe. Tell me what’s happening. Is she still crying?”

“No, she’s just... listless. And her breathing, it’s like she’s fighting to get air in. And she’s so warm, Mom. So warm. What if I’ve missed something? What if I’m not doing this right?” The doubt in his voice was palpable, even through the phone.

Ellen’s calmness was a balm to his fear. “You’re doing everything right, Luke. You’re a wonderful father. It’s probably just a fever, but we’ll figure it out together. Has she had any other symptoms? Runny nose, cough, anything?”

Luke’s eyes searched Emersyn’s face as he talked to his mom, looking for any sign of distress she might be trying to hide. “No, nothing like that. She’s just been clingy and whiny all day. And her breathing... I.. I didn’t notice it until I tried to put her down for a nap but I swear..it’s like she’s fighting for every breath she takes. Just like last winter.”

Ellen’s voice remained calm, her years of experience as a mother and grandmother steadying him. “Alright, let’s not panic. It could just be a summer cold, but you’re doing the right thing by keeping an eye on her. Give her some children’s Tylenol to bring down the fever. It’s in the medicine cabinet, right?”

Luke nodded, even though she couldn’t see him. “Yes, but I’m scared, Mom. What if it’s more than just a cold?” His voice cracked, and he felt his eyes burn with unshed tears.

Before his mother could respond, he heard the sound of the front door bursting open, followed by the thunder of quick footsteps. “Luke? Emmy?” Rosey’s voice echoed through the house, filled with urgency. Relief flooded him, and he rushed out of the nursery, Emersyn still in his arms.

Her eyes searched the room, finding him in the hallway. They widened when she took in their daughters state. “What’s wrong?” She demanded, breathless.

He met her gaze, his eyes pleading. “Her breathing, it’s off. And she’s so warm. I don’t know what to do. I called you because...” His voice trailed off, his throat tight with emotion.

Rosey took Emersyn from his arms, her eyes scanning her daughter’s flushed face. She felt her forehead and nodded gravely. “We need to get her temperature down. Did you give her anything?”

“No, I just took her temperature and texted you. I didn’t know what to do. I called my mom too. She reminded me to give her medicine but then you got home.. God Ro. See I can’t do this without you here I don’t know what I’m doing.”

Rosey’s heart ached for the fear etched on Luke’s face. He was a fantastic father, but she knew he had moments of doubt like anyone else. She couldn’t help but feel a twinge of guilt for not being there when he needed her most, but he only has a couple free mornings and errands were demanding her attention. But now was not the time for self-recrimination. Emersyn’s health was the priority.

“Let’s get her some water and meds,” she said, taking the lead. She moved swiftly to the kitchen, her shoes slapping against the cold tile floor. Luke followed, his eyes never leaving their daughter. Rosey grabbed the children’s Tylenol and a sippy cup filled with lukewarm water. The kitchen was bathed in the yellow glow from the nursery, a stark reminder of the concern that now filled their usually cheerful home.

Back in the living room, she placed Emersyn in her play pen, surrounded by her favorite toys. The play pen had seen countless moments of giggles and growth, but today it was a makeshift sick bay. She unwrapped the fever reducer, and with a gentle touch, gave it to Emersyn. Their daughter’s eyes searched hers, full of trust despite her discomfort. With trembling hands, Luke gave her the water, his eyes never leaving hers. They watched as she took a sip, the medicine quickly following. Emersyn’s tiny hand clutched the cup, her grip tight.

Once the medicine was down, Rosey turned to Luke, her eyes softening. “Thank you for texting me. You did the right thing. We’re in this together, okay? Everything with Em is on both of us, not just on you or on me. It takes two, or an army as momma Ellen says.” She leaned in, pressing a kiss to his cheek. The tension between them eased slightly.

“Thank you, believing in me, Ro,” Luke murmured, his eyes never leaving their daughter. The words hung in the air, heavy with meaning. It wasn’t just about this moment, it was about every moment he felt inadequate as a father. Every time he didn’t know what to do, every time he second-guessed himself, every time he thought he was failing. Her belief in him was like a beacon in the fog.

Rosey leaned her head on his shoulder, her hands intertwined with his. “Lukey, I’ve believed in you since we were kids, of course I’m going to believe in you with our baby girl,” she whispered, her voice a balm to his fear.

[navelynay]

Twice Little Information

Nayeon:

favorite nicknames: bunny, babygirl, cuddle bug

neurodivergence/mental heath: ARFID (eating disorder)

favorite stuffed animal: A white bunny named Hops

*Nayeon loves Hops so much, she takes him everywhere with her. she has even once tried to take him in the bath with her

Jeongyeon:

fav nicknames: jeongie, peanut, sweetie

nd/mh: Panic Disorder

fav stuffed animal: a brown dog named Rover

*Jeongyeon got Rover from her mama after a particularly hard day at work. Rover is one of her favorite toys but doesn't like when others try to touch him

Momo:

fav nn: mo, baby doll, ducky

nd/mh: ADD

fav stuffy: grey elephant named Ellie

*Momo has a special connenction to Ellie one that her mama's didn't quite understand but it was cute how Mo would always whine if she didn't have Ellie in her hands when she was sleepy

Sana:

fav nn: sweet girl, babygirl, princess

nd/mh: ADHD

fav stuffy: pink teddy bear named Lucy

*Sana got Lucy at the fair the first time her mommy ever took her, she was so excited when she got her that she had a small accident

Jihyo:

fav nn: hyo, sunshine, munchkin

nd/mh: OCD

fav stuffy: Winnie the pooh

*Hyo loves winnie so much, so when her mama tells her that she has to wash him she throws a fit. She will eventually calm down but she sits infront of the washer and dryer waiting for him to finish "taking his bath"

Mina:

fav nn: Minari, petal, baby

nd/mh: Seperation anxiety

fav stuffy: Tim the bear

*Mina's favorite stuffy is Tim the bear, she is very attached to him. With her separation anxiety if her mommy isn’t around the only thing that keeps her calm is Tim.

Dahyun:

fav nn: dubu, angel, honey

nd/mh: Selective Mutism

fav stuffy: Grey and white cow named MooMoo

*Dubu only sleeps with MooMoo as she doesn't like to carry him around and risk losing him somewhere. She will take him in the car but only if her Mommy carrys him from the house to the car

Chaeyoung:

fav nn: chaengie, muffin, baby beast

nd/mh: Synesthesia

fav stuffy: Little tiger named Thomas

*Chaengie loves her little tiger stuffy not only because her favorite show is Daniel Tigers Neighborhood but because he is incredibly soft as well

Tzuyu:

fav nn: tzu, cricket, lovey

nd/mh: Autism

fav stuffy: White lamb named Lola

*Tzuyu loves Lola so much so naturally when she regresses the first thing she reaches for is her