#baby boy toy

[pillow-pupp]

the stuffie aisle is my favorite place!

sfw interaction only!!

[fvcked-up-baby]

need a cute lil sub to sit on my lap, legs spread, while i play with their body <3

[lizzyafton61787]

Artblock is creeping up again

[maxthelittledino]

Blue Pup board

First attempt at an Agere board, not the best but these are fun to make!

[tyudeongi]

사난비즈 DORM LIVE 231009

we kind of look fierce, right? yes, our visuals are a bit fierce. SANAN + BI? fierce visual? SANAN-BI... i like it. because we look a bit fierce. good, please tell fans the name of the combination in the show. we're SANAN-BIz! — SAN, MINGI & SEONGHWA ON MBC RADIO: fierce-looking chingus, jan 2023

[boywithdragon]

[xeemaee]

I’d say back on my bullshit but I never left

[llondonfog]

OK so Baul and Lilias friendship lives in my mind rent free, so I think that a few days after silver gets sick for the first time and mama and papa zigvolt manage to teach lilia the proper way to care for a sick infant after he comes over to their house tembling with poorly restrained panic, Baul goes over with v little persuasion from his daughter to check up on them.

What he sees is a happy and healthy Silver just quietly smiling up at him from Lilias arms while Lilia is passed out in his rocking chair fevered and red from catching baby's first cold.

Baul immediately assigns himself caretaker duties, doesn't even bother trying to move Silver from Lilias arms and instead just picks them both up to deposit them both in Lilias bed for a proper nap before checking the fridge for tomato soup ingredients.

When he first heard from his daughter that Lilia— Lilia Vanrouge, the once General of the Right, feared commander of the fae armies and scourge of humankind— had adopted a human child and had been caring for it for several months now, Baul had roared with laughter so hard that he split a scale wide open on his cheek.

It was certainly a poor excuse for a joke, the very kind of rumor that the castle fae still bitter over Lilia's persistent existence four hundred years later might spread. The very idea that Lilia, Lilia Vanrouge, would debase himself to care for a human child not of his blood, to stoop so low as to toil over its screeching and wailing demands when he had bathed in the screams of its own kind with a mad vengeance after the tragedy of Lady Meleanor . . . not even four hundred years of honeyed peace was enough to sweeten that wound.

Time, it seemed, had forgotten what was so cruelly emblazoned in the very depths of Baul's mind, in Lilia's own memories, and the nightmares of all those surviving fae who stalked the forests during those blood-soaked nights. Those born in kinder years had never known the horror of human avarice, and even his own daughter had taken up residence with one of their kind despite her father's immense displeasure, simpering, soft-hearted fool that her husband was.

At least, to Baul's proud credit, their lineage rippled strong and true through his grandchildren— and with his daughter due any day under the weight of a third, he's only too certain for another healthy, bouncing, scaled Zigvolt.

So when she had simply stared back at him with crossed arms and an arched brow while he had laughed and laughed and laughed, a sinking kind of horror began to creep into his heart— surely . . . she wasn't serious?

Months— hardly the blink of an eye for faekind, but everything to humans. Months, Lilia had kept a child for several months, and not once had tried to rid himself of it? Not once tried to deposit it upon the stoop of a human village and wipe his hands clean of the responsibility of child-rearing? He had been taking advice from Baul's daughter and her wisp of a husband on how to pacify and coddle it? He had barged into their home, fretful beyond measure with a colicky babe clutched in his arms, and all but demanded them to cure the child?

("Or what?" Baul found himself asking, utterly bewildered and needing to find some kernel of normalcy in the fact that surely Lilia had menaced his daughter's husband some into obeying his whims.

"Or nothing, Father," she said, the taunting ghost of a knowing smile playing about her lips. "In all the years that I've known him, I've never seen him quite so distraught. He stayed by the crib all night, frozen— we had to tell him it was alright to breathe and to hold Silver's hand if he wanted, it was as if he was afraid to hurt him.")

Silver? Lilia, afraid? Holding the hand of some human child?

It simply couldn't be true.

It couldn't be, this had to be some elaborate, poorly executed prank.

He clung to that belief even as his daughter shoved a bundle of medicine, food, and knitted blankets into his arms with the stern instruction to deliver them to Lilia's home (Home! He had never heard the forest cottage to be described in such terms! The place was a hovel, a storage shed for Lilia to dump his treasures before venturing off to the next location, how could it be considered a home?).

He clung to it even as he emerged from the woods to the path that led up to the cottage's door, casting unnerved glances to the strange and new abundance of woodland creatures skulking about the thatched roof and scampering along the thick tree trunk supporting the cottage like a lean-to, soft little animals that would have darted away in fright from Lilia's presence before Baul's own.

He clung to it until he could no more, when he threw open the cottage door with an odd tightness in his chest to see his oldest friend collapsed on a worn and lumpy armchair with a honest-to-goodness human baby snuggled safely within his arms and sucking happily on a stray piece of ruby-stained hair. Beyond them, a soothing glow flickered in the fireplace where a kettle of milk quietly steamed, and the scattered presence of cloth toys littered the living room floor along with (Baul shuddered) well-thumbed pamphlets, their covers illustrated with the cheerful faces of frolicking human children.

What had this child done to Lilia Vanrouge?

[lovertm]

stuffed animals with conversation hearts x x x x

[bunnyboybubs]

Snailagere’s 30 days of agree moodbards!

day 11: favourite toy!

dada gots me a new toy stuffy! his name is robie! I luvs him so much!!

[whitehotwild]

the calico critter missing an ear is absolutely sending me

weirdo!gf was performing a serious surgery when it happened... an amputation no one could have been prepared for.

butcher was not there to witness but he did find it after she left it on the coffee table and he was like "... do we need to have a talk?"

and weirdo!gf was like "she was dying... i saved her life... you're welcome."

and butcher goes "i think you just wanted to cut her ear off."

and MAYBE he's right... but she'll never admit it!

[radiantrookie]

The cutest thing ever

[pollyna]

The night Bradley wakes up to find his parents sleeping on the ground around his bed is the night he gets annoyed because "nobody told me we were doing a sleepover!" So he takes his too-big-of-a-soft-plush, that's goose-shaped, and goes straight to cuddle with his dads. But Uncle Slider is there too, and Uncle Slider is the best person to cuddle when his parents aren't around, and he looks a little lonely. So he pats his dad's blond head and makes space for himself and Goosey between his uncle's arms. He's comfier than his bed, and Bradley doesn't have a single nightmare all night.

[lexithwrites]

Pretty boy by Isabel LaRosa is Bartylus coded jfc

[maxthelittledino]

Calico critter set!

Look what I got yesterday!

Ah I'm so excited!

I love the Calico Critter toys, they're so fun and cute

[peachi-blossom]

Non-Hazbin Hotel characters that are better than Niffty

I don't hate Niffty, I just hate how she was written in the show since Vivienne Medrano is a massive misogynist in the past and still is today.

I know I put Sun on the better than Charlie Morningstar post, I just wanted to added him on the list because some of his characteristics applies to Niffty, but there are differences too.

Now that I've done Charlie, Alastor, Vaggie, Lucifer and Niffty, I will try to do Angel Dust, Husk, and Cherri Bomb (I should've wrote this first when I started doing the Non-Hazbin Hotel characters that are better than "HH main cast" series). I won't be doing Sir Pentious since he is based off on DollCreep... I will make another better than Charlie post but this time with princesses.

EDIT: 7/11/24

Also there was this one video by a professional therapist who analyze Niffty and the therapist thinks she has OCD. I watched her video and I was like, "Uhh, Niffty never got any development yet. Why are you saying she has OCD?". OCD ≠ overly clean or organized, it's a lot more complicated than you think it is. I don't actually have OCD myself, but I'm on a autism spectrum. I'm really good at math and video games, but it's difficult for me to put the words together whenever I try to say or write something. Like, I know what to say, I just need to actually say it. Although I struggle, I will keep improving.