#bling bag toy

[tiffyfoundsomething]

I haven’t been excited by a new toy in a while, but MGA’s new Miniverse got my attention.

These are available everywhere, including Amazon: https://amzn.to/3GGeEIt

However, that’s not always a good thing. It’s not always a positive aspect of a toy that catches my eye.

The big “what???” of these is that they’re marketed to kids age 8 and up, and contain UV resin.

Now..... Resin is

well it’s

...

It’s not for kids.

Allergies to uncured resin are common (both 2-part epoxy and UV resins) and can be severe.

There are lots of warnings in the packaging. I didn’t read them.

You should wear gloves and a respirator when working with any resin, even in a well ventilated area. There aren’t many proper respirators that fit kids....

Froggy on YouTube was too afraid to open her resin and instead used tinted Mod Podge which worked just as well.

I, however, am old and experienced with both types of resin (though no expert), unafraid of the possible reaction I could endure (I’m familiar with resin allergy and how it can be, so a good test subject) so I figured I’d give these a look to see just how bad an idea they might be for kids.

I did NOT wear gloves or a respirator while working on these kits in the name of science.

My first order was 3x of the Diner balls (there are 3x of the Cafe ones on the way).

I wanted a blueberry cheesecake.

None of my three were any type of cheesecake. I got this strawberry and cake parfait, choco-hazelnut spread and strawberry toast, and key lime pie.

First warning on this one:  When I opened the little plastic bag that contained the “vanilla cream”, it smelled of UV resin and left my finger sticky. Some resin must have gotten on the outside of the bottle before it was bagged. It did make me itch at the time, which I was like “oh no....” but I’ll get back to that. One of the other balls had the same experience, but not all three.

The positives:  Wow this is cute. There are screened veins on the strawberries, the whole berries have painted leaves, and the cake cubes are textured. These are very nice little minis, if a little under-detailed and obviously plastic.

Excellent for doll houses.

Every tiny bottle of resin has a big DO NOT EAT THIS sticker on it with information if you peel it off and unfold it.

The negatives:  resin

You get tools, but they’re insufficient. I’ll address that later, also.

The little fruit and cake packages are difficult to open and I tossed my cake cubes across the desk. I am clumsy.

The resin bottle is VERY difficult to open. While this is good to prevent leaks (presumably), it did result in me and various tools being covered in resin trying to get it open.

Most of these items are a good scale for 1/6th dolls (Mini Me is a Live Action Beauty and the Beast Belle head on a curvy Barbie body). That bread is kind of big, those are bulk peanut butter, and that’s a LOT of vanilla cream.

Speaking of the bread...

I am NEVER opening this. Never. It’s too cute as it is. There is a TINY. BREAD. TAB.

Never.

That freed up one kit’s stuff to mix with the others.

These limes are transparent like they’ve been baked.

The whipped cream tube opens and there are all of these dollops inside, but I’m not the only one that thought they looked like little garlic! With a little toasty-colored dry brushing they could also be meringues.

Anyway, this was my “I’ve done this before.” set up. I didn’t tape down my tape (that’s a vinyl flooring sample, it’s an excellent base for working on UV resin), but it was fine for this small project.

I like to work on baby wipes because the damp, rough texture stops things from rolling or sliding around (it’s especially handy if you’re playing with glitter) and I keep another on hand to wipe my tools or my fingers as needed with the container nearby because I do go through a lot of wipes. Negative to baby wipes is that they’re prone to dropping strings everywhere.

Back to the tools.

You don’t want to touch uncured resin. The tools that come with these kits are playscale. Imagine trying to dig the key lime pie goo out of this jar with that tiny knife (though that set comes with a spoon). You’re going to be covered in resin.

There’s only about 1/3 of the jar full.

I used my normal resin doing spoon which is long and still had to stop to wipe my fingers a few times because I am clumsy.

The same with the tweezers.

These longer ones are much safer.

Each of these three kits has a different texture of resin. This is the “Nutella” which is thick and spreadable. I was using it as chocolate sauce since I didn’t want to use the bread. The vanilla cream was runny, and the key lime pie goo was in the middle.

I was doing this at 5 am in the winter so there was no sun. I used my nail lamp, so I can’t say whether these would set properly in the sun.

Having experience with UV resin, I did the key lime pie in two layers, curing the lower layer of just lime goo first so that the pieces wouldn’t get pushed too deep into said goo, then adding a second, thinner layer to set the fruit into.

I got this all over myself even with my longer, more appropriate tools.

Because the deco is plastic you can’t hit the resin with a flame to get rid of bubbles. Sometimes you can get them to pop if you blow on it hard and fast (POOF!) but I didn’t bother.

Obviously I switched mine up and made a strawberry limeade pie instead, using some of the Nutella to make a chocolate dipped strawberry on top.

As for the parfait, I am disappointed that the cake cubes on the bottom are obscured by the resin. It is very runny, ran down and around and covered them right up.

I also did this one in layers. I was wondering if the white resin would be able to cure because sometimes opaque tinted UV resin, especially white, can’t cure and you end up with a thin, cured crust and then that can be easily broken and uncured resin comes out everywhere.

This white resin cured fine. It’s not opaque.

I’m wishing I’d skipped the whipped cream on the parfait because the bright white of the whipped cream makes the transparency of the vanilla cream resin more obvious.

And this is what I’m left with!

If I hadn’t put the big strawberry on the key lime pie, it all would have fit into the pie crust container.

I cured the mostly empty insides of the vanilla cream and key lime goo containers but not the Nutella because I might come back and use that some day.

Whipped cream bits are back into the can.

I didn’t want to have empty fruit packaging so I pulled out some polyclay canes and refilled them.

Final thoughts

If you were to do these kits as intended, you’d be throwing away most of them. There was a TON of plastic bags inside, three layers of plastic outside, the pie crust and fruit containers and resin bottles/jars would be empty, there are many, many papers inside telling how to use the resin and warnings and the checklist and MGA’s usual “Give us your toy ideas for free!” flyer they include in everything these days.

I didn’t put them in the pictures but each kit does come with a small table that can snap into the ball to use as a dust-free display, and a doily or place mat depending on what you’re making.

I DID get resin all over my fingers. The resin DOES smell, but not as strong as my usual UV resin and it doesn’t sting my nose like my usual UV resin. If I were allergic, I’d be in pretty bad shape right now. As it is, I just feel kind of gross even though I’ve gotten as much off of my hands as I can.

Washing your hands won’t get this off, you need rubbing alcohol, which is where baby wipes come in handy.

Are these for kids 8+?

no

I mean, it depends on the kid. I’ve seen kids that can outcook adults.

Giving this to me at that age or even as a teen would be a mistake. It would end up in my hair, up my nose, on the dog, in my mom’s purse somehow.... I am clumsy.

It depends on the kid, but in general, no. There are very few respirators that properly fit children.

This is for teens and adults who already know how to handle UV resin.

[a018233]

✮⋆˙. Synopsis: Ino takuma x gyaru/gyaruo relationship headcannons

✮⋆˙. Content warning: non yandere, jealousy mention. maybe ooc ino?? He's kinda,, just a guy.

✮⋆˙. A/N: I wish it was 2020 again I have new ways to ruin my life.

• Ino hasn't dated much, maybe out on a couple of dates and mixers, but it had never led to anywhere serious or long-term due to him being a sorcerer. So he's ecstatic to have a total babe like you into him. Especially if you're the one who's making the moves on his giddy ass. With the way he's head over heels over you, you might think your his first relationship.

• The more time you spend together, the more you kinda rub off of him. If you ever use gyaru slang around him or if he's eavesdropping on you while you chat with your friends, he's quick to pick it up and add it to his own vocabulary.

• You rub off of him so much that he lowkey borrows some of your gyaruo magazine archives. He probably won't dress up in gyaruo unless he feels like matching with you.

• Probably accidentally texted Nanami: "Your little boy toy misses you~~~ (*ゝω･*)" into his dms, thinking he was replying to you while trying to mimic your cute emoticons.

• Nanami did in fact NOT miss him.

• But mostly, it's a cover-up for him to snag a magazine so he can use it as a guide for getting you presents. Even then, he's so into that matching couples thing that it's kinda sick. He knows he bagged a dreamboat like you, and now it's everyone's problem. You seriously got him swinging his feet while he's texting you. (ewwww)

• Would put you in his Instagram bio, and bling up his cellphone to match yours. He's so in love with you that it's sorta overbearing to anyone around you. You guys are the 'IT couple' at that point.

• If you're a gal that likes getting your nails down, he likes tagging along just so he can foot the bill cause one, he loooooves you. Two, it makes him feel manly, and it's an ego boost. (Even if you're a guy yourself)

• If you're a gyaruo, your wardrobe is kinda his now, sorry. He's kinda been biting your style since you've been dating him. New jacket? Mind if he borrows that? Oh, by the way, he took one of your belts this morning. Hope you don't mind!

• I'd argue that Ino is a pretty confident guy who's secure. But whenever you go out to those gyaru & gyaruo hangouts, he feels a little jealousy forming in his stomach.

• Especially if your *super* close with them, his heart literally falls out of his ass. What if you just decide one day to dump him because he doesn't match your style? What if you met your soul mate who matches you completely? Fashion sense and all.

• He always thought of himself as your other half, your cherry on top of your ice cream sundae, your teddy bear, your boo thang.

• PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE don't dump him, a total babe like you has completely changed his type. Nobody will ever amount to you. Forget whatever his type was before, his literal type is you.

• Ino himself would never admit this or say it out loud, but he lowkey dreams about a stereotypical gyaru/gyaruo wedding with you.

• Even if you mention it as a little joke, or simply just playing around with the idea of it. He seems to be a little *too* interested..

[broadcastbabe]

The handcuffs are made of the same metal as my new diamond studded choker. The stones are faux of course, but I appreciate the sentiment of the bling to adorn me. It seems out of place in our wall-papered surroundings. Even the chintz bedspread screams “Inappropriate!” I think that’s what has you aroused in this old roadside motel. What I thought was just another bike ride has taken a turn as a tour of memorable sex opportunities from your past. You packed an overnight bag before we hopped on your Harley to ‘see some sights’. Little did I know, you meant ‘sites’ where you had some early opportunistic experiences, that deserve a sentimental revisiting. Since I’m always up for a little role play in a re-enactment and quite charmed by your stories of past glories, I know the afternoon will bring your best efforts in pleasuring me. This particular episode has you playing the role of hero. The fishnet onesy is revealing and a low-rent version of lingerie, but you dress me with great reverence as it evokes a mix of memories. “As best as I can guess, she was abandoned by her boyfriend, who slipped out for cigarettes and never came back. Over the year’s, I figure he was arrested or had a bike accident and was taken to a hospital… or died. Who would leave such a sweet young thing, collared and cuffed in a place like this? I was checking into my room next door and heard her moaning and calling out his name when I walked by. The door was unlocked and ajar, so I peeked into the dark room. She was face down, cuffed to the bed frame, shivering and gorgeous. I asked her if she was OK and she realized I wasn’t Ramone… I’m guessing her missing boyfriend. She confessed she was cold and hungry and thirsty. I stepped into the room and draped the bedspread over her for warmth. She was a bit crazed, though grateful. I was cautious, thinking this Ramone might return at any minute and questioned her to find out she had been alone since last night, more than 8 hours ago. Everything in the room was setup for playtime, but no one to play with. I offered her water and a power bar, still not wanting to disturb the scene… or Ramone, if he should walk in. The collar was one of obsessive possession and there was a leather leash draped over her backside, that looked well worn enough to have been used as a whip. This was my first encounter with these types of bondage or toys.” You slip the cuffs around my wrists and they lock with a resounding click. I smile at all the games we’ve played before and the sensual rewards of captivity I’ve enjoyed. You kiss me softly for complying with this trip down memory lane. The collar is next and we both admire the sparkling in the mirror as you connect the clamp from behind. Your fingers graze my nipples and they stretch the fishnets in response by their stiffening. You nuzzle my neck as I watch in the reflection, fogging the shiny stiff choker to warm the chilly metal. “Was she marked in any way?” “No, they hadn’t started. She had fallen asleep in his absence and was well rested… but confused by being left in this unfamiliar place. She kept extolling his virtues and how good he made her feel… certain he would return soon enough to satisfy her lust. She was struggling in the cuffs and asked if there was a key nearby. I looked around the sparse room and surmised Ramone had it with him.” Leading me to the bed, you lower me to position my wrists for attachment to the metal frame. Laying on my belly is comfortable, but once the cuffs are attached, there is very little maneuverability. You are oddly excited by discovering the paint chipped off the metal from her struggling to free herself so long ago. Your kisses become more ardent as you’re further aroused by the authenticity. You only stop briefly to set the door ajar to allow a sliver of light into the dark draped room. You unwrap a sanitized cup and fill it with tap water and pull a power bar from an inside pocket of your biker’s jacket. “I was sitting on the bed by this time, feeding her and refilling these flimsy plastic hotel cups with water for her to drink. The whip leash was unnerving to me, so I moved it aside while we puzzled over Ramone’s whereabouts. She moaned in such a sexual way, it was apparent the bondage was her idea… and I grew hard almost instantly. She begged me to touch her again, there was no shame in her predicament, just desire.” You slowly run your hands over my figure, the feel of flesh and fishnets is arousing us both. Taking your time, your story comes in brief sentences as you relive it moment by moment. “So I touched her again… and again.” I am reaping big rewards as your hands polish my rump and caress the tingling flesh of my exposed back. “Each time she moaned in this animal way that was seductive … and addictive.” I do my best to recreate the sounds you describe and feel her runaway arousal as my own. You take a sip of water and lick your lips as you trigger new sultry groans from me with your touch. “She’s no longer struggling, but leaning into it, undulating on the bed, moaning Ramone’s name, half lust, half lonely… “ The writhing is reflexive, so I have no trouble with the choreography of her behavior. Your eyes sparkle at my performance, especially when I whimper ‘Ramone’ softly, then louder variations as I witness its effect on you. “She’s looking me straight in the eye and pleading with me to make her cum. I hesitate, because this would surely put me in Ramone’s crosshairs if we were to be interrupted by him. There’s something about the fear that had me hard as a rock…” I can see that you are there again and lock you in my seductive gaze and moan Ramone’s name then command you to “Make me cum, Ramone.” “I tell her my name and she softens momentarily, then repeats it with gratitude as my fingers breach her juicy void. She is so responsive and wetter than before.” “Make me cum, Jordan… make me cum for you… baby.” You look over your shoulder at the door one last time… and set me free with a profound plunge. I am howling into the bedspread as I shudder and shiver, murmuring your name in both exquisite agony and dizzy ecstasy. Stroking my effervescing skin as I recover, you are tender and patient, considering the bulge in your jeans. ”There’s more, isn’t there?” Half hoping for me, though still invested in your version of events… and still struggling in the handcuffs. On a selfish note, my breasts are yearning for your attentive kisses. “The handcuffs… I tried to pick the lock and got lucky, they were cheap but effective for her purposes. She rolled over, pulled me to her and begged me to make love to her. Although those were not the words she used. After she unzipped my fly and saw my state, she placed the leash into my hand and assumed an all-fours position so we could both watch me take her from behind in that mirror.” You gesture to the opposite wall and I take my cues as you use the key to free my wrists. I go slightly off-script and massage my own breasts to encourage you to neglect them no longer. You nurse them through the fishnet with sounds of consumptive gratitude because you have missed them too. You are straight-up ready when I take the initiative to free your magnificence from its denim confines… and understandably, I am still wet and oozing. I use her words to beg for your impalement as I look back over my shoulder. Sheepishly, you pull a pint-sized leather whip from your pocket that will suffice as a leash as you attach it to my shining collar. My mood shifts to a new kind of prurience as you tug it softly while you thread yourself into my drenched depths. The pace and technique is familiar as our eyes meet in the reflection. ”Jordan this is sooo good, baby… you saved her, you’re a hero, rescuing horny hostage girls with your big… thick… oh gawd, so thick baby…sooo goood.” You tug on the leash and I am that much closer to cumming suddenly. Our eyes meet at this unsuspected development and I pull back to resist. Your thrusts escalate in pace and another leash moment brings a quiver in my loins. ”She was insatiable… for me… for the leash… for days. She must have cum 100 times. I lost count but never lost my erection. Impossible magic. Luckily Ramone was long gone…and I’m guessing he was tapped out.” “I get the leash now…” Murmurring through trembling lips, I feel myself cresting as you draw me back against your perfect probes, each building on the previous and inaugurating the next. I am wild-eyed and incredulous that this slight adjustment could make such a difference. ”Don’t fight it baby, pace yourself with these unending releases. I promise you it will take you places we both deserve to go.” With that we cum, at least 3 times in succession, like surprising sexual sneezes. You see the crazed look in my eyes and we begin again, and cum again… and again… and again, breaking a new record. The leash is never punitive, but after a few hours you change it up, by using it to coax me up to my knees, so you can fully spoon me. Your hands cradle my breasts and fiddle with my nipples to further close the gap between orgasms. “Addictive isn’t it? Look how beautiful you are when you’re cumming. May I give you another? Only a few thrusts are needed to send you over the edge at this point. There you go, sweetheart…still feels like the first, doesn’t it?” I am a quivering sex-crazed mess that can’t stop climaxing. We’re both covered in sweat and in need of fuel, so we call a ‘time out’ to feed ourselves and rehydrate. ”Whatever happened to her?” “I woke up one day and she was gone, like an unfathomable phantom, just poof. She left the collar, but took the whip.” “This is the same collar?” “Same collar, same room, similar handcuffs, whip, but very different guy… I learned some valuable tricks, don’t you think?” I stroke the smooth surface of the collar and thread the leash through my hand, contemplating the mysteries of the universe.

[pharaoh-khan]

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[thepuppantry]

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[digitalusmarket]

20 Paper Bag Crafts You Will Love

Get your day started by finding these cute paper bag crafts for you and your kids! Family craft night is the best time to spend with the kids because they have so much fun creating their own masterpieces to display around the whole house. So if you need some craft ideas and inspiration, then below, you can check out all the ways we have mentioned to transfer an ordinary brown paper bag into something more fun.

Grocery Bag Paper Crown

Let’s have fun pretending to be kind or queen. Kids will surely love this paper crown made from trader Joe’s grocery bag. These paper bags come with clip art, which is printed on them already. You have to cut the bag into the crown shape and then add bling to make it sparkle.

Paper Bag Piñata

Transform a boring brown paper into a bold and colorful party piñata. This is so much more enjoyable and less costly than purchasing a piñata at the craft store. Also, this craft is easy to make because it does not need papier Mache, so there is no mess when you make it.

Brown Paper Packages Tied up With Strings

Dress up your kid’s simple paper lunch bag with a paper punch and leftover ribbon. You can transform the plain Jane lunch bag into a schmancy container for your kid’s lunch. To make this craft, you can check the complete detail from craft stylish.

Faux Wood Plank Floors

This craft has got to be the most unusual way to reuse paper bags. Do you know that you can convert any brown paper into faux wood floor planks? To do this, cut the brown paper bags into plank-shaped strips, add brown paint, and transform them into faux wood with a graining tool. After that, let it dry, and then glue the plank paper onto your subfloor.

A Collection of School Lunch Bags

Mike Jenkins is an artist who wanted to lighten up his daughter’s day by drawing a cartoon on her lunch bags that brings a smile to her face. These are different from your normal doodles but bonafide works of art. Although most of the parents are not as skilled or talented as Mike, you certainly can be affected by his dedication to making his daughter happy at lunchtime. Why not decorate your kid’s lunch bag with your doodles to show how much you love or care?

Leaf Lantern Tutorials

Autumn is a perfect time to make paper lanterns. Put colored leaves between the wax paper sheets and then incorporate them into your light craft projects. Make the top and bottom sides of the light from the paper lunch bags to add a few rustic charms.

DIY Paper Bag Bouquets

Transform fresh flower bouquets into delicate gift packages with black paper bags. Just place your bouquet into a glass jar filled with water, and then put it into a folded black paper bag. After that, print your sentiment onto a label and then stick it onto the paper bag. Once you follow all the instructions, you have a beautiful gift that can be made within a few minutes.

Faux Leather Vase

Turn any ordinary inexpensive glass vase into a faux leather beauty. Brown paper bags are divided into pieces and glued onto the glass jar using mod podge. When the paper dries, it looks almost similar to leather.

DIY Paper Bag Football

Make a paper football for rainy days when your kids cannot go outside to play outdoor games. Let them toss the paper ball inside. Also, with this paper toy, you will not have to think or worry about damage to your walls or furniture.

Make a Paper Vase for Indoor Greenery

Dress up your houseplants with brown paper bags. For the natural charm look, place your plants into crumbled paper sacks and then tie them with twine and ribbon. Your houseplants are ready to be given as a present or put on display. What an easy and quick way to make your plants go from muddy to fabulous.

Paper Bag Pirate Craft for Kids

The paper bag pirate craft is elegant, but since it is a puppet, your kid will have a wonderful time playing after making the puppet. Also, your kid will have lots of fun playing and making with these super cute paper bag pirate puppets.

Valentine Kids Coupons for Loved Ones

Are you looking for a cheap, simple, and adorable gist? Change a lunch bag into a coupon book. This is a very delightful way to show someone how much you like them.

End of School Treat for Classmates

Celebrate the last of the school year with this “wise old owl” treat bag, which looks super cute and elegant. This pattern is perfect for giving as a gift to your friends at school ending time. For complete instructions to make this craft, check the tutorial from Lisa storms.

Paper Bird’s Nest With Blue Eggs

This papercraft is best for preschool children. Try to make a bird’s nest from torn paper bag strips and with the mod podge. This craft is fast, simple, and easy, so everyone is guaranteed success with this elegant project. Also, there is no failure when it comes to making a paper bird’s nest.

DIY Origami Paper Pendant Lamp Shade

Make a wonderful pendant lampshade from a grocery bag. This lamp is a work of art, and you will be proud to present this papercraft light in your home. So get ready to stand back and get compliments from your guests when they cherish your crafty skills.

Lunch Bag Paper Star Party Decorations

You can find colored bags in any craft store’s party supply section. Get ready to learn how to transform these lunch bags into super cute paper stars. Make and hand them as party decor for your next party.

Artsy Paper Bag Stars

If you love the look of paper bag stars but wish to add your craftwork, use brown paper bags with your drawings. These paper decorations will add a hand-crafted look to your next gathering.

Recycle Paper Bags Into a Pretty Fall Wreath

Wrap a foam wreath with brown paper crinkled strips to get a pretty organic paper wreath. Add some golden and orange silk flowers to the wreath for an amazing autumn-themed home decor craft.

How to Make a Paper Bag Book for Kids

After some weeks of freedom from school every summer, children will grumble about how bored they are. When this happens, pull out leftover grocery bags and get crafting. Have your kids make books out of the bags and fill the page with summer memories.

Paper Bag Kites

Transform a plain grocery bag into an intense kite. So decorate the bag as you like, add some string and streamers and get out there and fly your kite. This craft is homemade fun that can’t be humbled.

Also Read: 25 Creative Ideas to Craft With Newspaper

Final Verdict

You will find a collection of all kinds of paper bag creatures your kids can easily make in the details read above. And what people love about these crafts is that they always inspire children to come up with their thoughts or ideas. Pick any idea you want to make, start crafting to decorate your home, and give your loved one a gift.

Source:https://hariguide.com/paper-bag-crafts-you-will-love/

[funkidscollection]

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[athenanuu]

Round boy. Best boy. Cute boy. I love him.

[melancholyprince]

guys, life sucks because last week at Target i found these Kitty Club blind bags and i love them... but of course, as soon as i discovered them, they disappeared :0(

i got the purple one first bc i was like hm, what’s this... and it turned out AMAZING so the next time we went (literally the same week) i wanted to get more but there was only one left! like wtf... where did they all go... and i bet they won’t be carried anymore either.

the white is named Kitty and the purple one is Hannah and i’ve decided they’re girlfriends. thanks for reading.

[bronytshirt]

glow in the dark pinkie pie bling bag toy

[miracleonice87]

Magic in the Hamptons

a Mat Barzal song fic

a/n: this one has been a long while coming. very loosely based on the song Magic in the Hamptons by Social House (woo, Pittsburgh!) feat. Lil Yachty. obviously I don’t own any of this music/lyrics. mostly based on Matt Martin and Sydney Esiason’s wedding, which totally doesn’t make sense timing-wise since I mention the TikTok dance to this song, but we’re rolling with it!

summary: Mat Barzal and his girlfriend travel to the Hamptons for the Esiason/Martin wedding, where their relationship takes a big step, too.

warnings: alcohol. swearing. brief mentions of sex. cheesy singing and dancing. cotton candy fluff.

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The New York state wedding of the year had finally arrived.

Matt Martin and Sydney Esiason, Mat’s teammate and his fiancé — who were both your close friends — were tying the knot at last, and you, Mat, and the boys were Southampton-bound to ring in the occasion. Mat had rented out a house for a group of you — Jordan and Lauren, Anders and Grace, and Tito, who had chosen to fly solo in hopes of wheeling a single girl at the reception. Other Islanders, both current and former, were staying either in their own Hamptons summer homes or in places they, too, had rented for the weekend, all within a short distance of each other, so the next few days were about to be quite the affair.

You and Mat had flown in on a red eye from Vancouver, and you were grateful that you’d actually caught a few hours of shuteye on the plane, because Mat was now absolutely buzzing with excitement about seeing so many of his past and present teammates in the middle of the summer, not to mention celebrating Marty and Sydney, who had taken the two of you under their wing, affectionately calling you “Baby Matt and Baby Syd.”

On the way from the airport to the property, Mat had stopped at a market to stock up on the essentials — namely, cases of beer, bottles of wine, handles of liquor, and, of course, plenty of champagne. Mat heaved it all into the SUV, and minutes later, the two of you were pulling into the driveway of the sprawling Cape Cod-style abode where you would be staying, the first portion of the crew to arrive.

The two of you unpacked the car, Mat insisting on carrying the majority of the load, and staked your claim on the master suite, which was sure to be something Mat’s older, married captain chirped him about later in the weekend. The two of you walked through each room of the house, soaking in the summer cottage vibes, before making your way back to the kitchen to set up shop.

After Mat poured two flutes of champagne and proposed a toast to Marty and Syd, the two of you sipped the bubbly and discussed plans for the rest of the day, including Mat accompanying Marty to pick up the wedding bands from the jeweler in town. 

Soon, Mat found his way into the living room and spotted the stereo.

“Time to turn up, babe,” he announced, truly a frat boy at heart, pulling his phone from his pocket. When he finally finished fiddling with the Bluetooth sound system, Mat theatrically spun your way as you stocked the fridge with your enormous alcohol order. You smirked at him when you heard the first few beats of the song.

“C��mon,” Mat coaxed, nodding his head toward the open concept living room floor. “You gotta come dance with me to this song right now!”

You tipped your head back with a chuckle, shaking your head as you watched your clown of a boyfriend, who always made time to sing and dance because he loved the way you lit up when he did. As you left the grocery bags on the island and sauntered his way, he started to perform.

“Spot a little hottie when I flipped up the shades,” he began, giving you his best sexy eyes, making you snort and immediately cover your mouth with one hand. “Lookin' like a red ‘Rari sittin' in a driveway…” Mat continued, taking your hands and dancing around the room as you took turns feeding the lyrics to one another animatedly.

“Me and you should get a room right now,” you sang to him, pushing your chest up against his and watching his eyebrows quirk in that endearing way that made butterflies erupt within you. You toyed with his ever-present chain as you delivered the next lyric: “’Cause if it's gold, I'll throw it away, you're worth more than every single chain…”

With that, Mat spun you around, pulling you back into him and situating his lips right above your forehead as he said, “Best drink I take is when I sippin' you…”

Automatically, the two of you broke apart and launched into the TikTok dance for the chorus, mirroring each other as you tried to focus on each move without bursting into hysterics watching one other.

After you danced through the next verse, Mat pulled your back to his chest, hands gripping yours tightly as he said into a low voice into your ear, “…next trip I take is just me and you.” You turned your face toward him and smiled warmly, then both repeated the moves to the chorus that you’d learned together from the cool young kids on social media.

Mat tore up Lil Yachty’s rap verse as you danced in front of him, giggling.

“This is how I feel about you when I’m away…” Mat spoke before switching back to his rap persona, jokingly getting in your face, arms thrown behind him in a playful confrontation. “I'm tired of looking at your pictures, wanna be up in your face.”

You shook your head at his antics, laughing as he continued, spinning you around again and again with one hand like a ballerina. “I wanna dance with you, I wanna laugh, I wanna sing. Take you on the road, have you rockin' all my bling. Don't know if you're the one but if you are, you'll get a ring…”

Mat smirked at you as he said that particular word, throwing a flirtatious wink your way and causing your heart to flutter. You rolled your eyes and tried to play off how excited that statement coming from Mat’s lips made you, even if it was just a line in a goofy song.

Unbeknownst to you two, Tito had just stepped through the front door and lifted his sunglasses to rest atop his head when Mat delivered the final line with an amusing passion.

“And you look so classy, come through with that magic. You know that I'm ‘bout to smash it, it's true.” With that, Mat grabbed a generous handful of your asscheek and bit at your earlobe, your hands finding his face as you squealed, trying and failing to pry him away from you and stop his mischief.

“TMI,” you heard from the entryway, causing you to jump in Mat’s arms as he laughed at his friend’s statement, eyebrows high on his forehead. Tito walked over with a smirk, shaking his head, and Mat wrapped his arms around your waist tenderly.

“Oh, you two,” Tito teased, kissing your cheek and dapping up Mat as the three of you made your way to the kitchen for your second of what would prove to be many rounds of drinks that afternoon.

_____

Mat was content.

He sat beside you two days later in the breezy Southampton afternoon air, long arm wrapped easily around the back of your chair, fingers lightly caressing your shoulder as you listened to Matt and Sydney deliver their vows to one another. You’d been dabbing at the corners of your eyes with a handkerchief throughout the entire ceremony, Mat’s heart swelling at your evident love for Marty and Syd.

As you lifted the hankie once more to your face, Mat leaned in and delivered the most tender kiss to your temple, his eyes fluttering closed as he breathed in your scent and the pure sweetness of the moment. He felt you melt into his touch, your hand shifting from his thigh to grasp his hand tightly in your own, smoothing your thumb over his knuckles. That simplest of gestures intoxicated him, and despite the wedding going on before you, he couldn’t keep from telling you exactly what he was thinking.

“I love you,” he whispered into your ear, breath tickling your neck and sending goosebumps down your exposed arms. You hummed softly in appreciation, leaning further into his body, resting your head on his shoulder.

“I love you, Maty,” you whispered back, squeezing his hand.

As he looked down to your left hand, entwined with his as they lay in his lap, Mat smiled, thinking of the new addition that would soon adorn that one special finger.

And the best part?

You had no idea.

_____

You were feeling yourself.

It could be the alcohol, or the blue satin dress you donned that suited you so well, or the intense way Mat had been staring at you all night, or a combination of all three. You didn’t know for sure, but either way, you were feeling the best you had in a long time.

Which is why you didn’t hesitate to follow along when, as you stood next to Mat at the bar, his arm slung around your waist and hand resting teasingly just above your backside, Tito hustled up to you as London Bridge by Fergie began to flood the room and grabbed your hands, pulling you away from your boyfriend as he looked on with a pout.

“He,” Tito started, pointing at Mat, “can get you a drink. We,” he motioned between himself and you, “are gonna dance to this right now.”

You threw your head back in a laugh, tossing Mat a look that told him you were only slightly sorry, which quickly faded when you and Tito joined everyone on the dance floor. A crowd naturally circled around the two of you, a pair of the most fun-loving of the entire group, who often kept the others entertained at such events, along with Mat, who was currently enjoying just soaking it all in from afar.

Mat couldn’t keep his eyes off you as you mimicked Fergie’s drop-it-low moves from the now-vintage music video, watching how your hair — not to mention your perky butt and breasts — bounced each time you moved. What made him smile, though, wasn’t how gorgeous your body looked — it was the radiant glow on your face, in your eyes, as you goofed off with many of your closest friends. His closest friends. Though Mat loved you just as much on a rainy morning on the Island, wrapped in his sweats and makeup smeared across your face, these were the moments that made you shine the brightest, your love of life bubbling over onto everyone around you.

As Mat admired your magnetizing charm, Marty approached, playfully rubbing Mat’s shoulders like he was a prizefighter in a ring. Mat reached a hand up, which Marty firmly smacked and squeezed before settling his elbows back against the bar, watching his own love on the dance floor, only feet away from you as the two of you laughed together.

“She get suspicious at all the other day?” Marty inquired with a smirk, nodding gratefully at the bartender who knowingly poured another whisky for him and a fresh vodka cranberry for his bride, after setting down Mat’s beer and your rum ginger in front of him.

Mat couldn’t keep the smile off his face. “Surprisingly, no,” he answered, chuckling. “She really bought it when I told her that Syd asked me to go to the jeweler with you to make sure you got the right rings.”

Marty threw a hand to his chest in mock offense. “Wow!” he exclaimed. “Your girl really must have no faith in me. Syd thought it was hilarious, honestly. And she’s so excited she can barely take it.” Mat nodded. “So... when you gonna do it?” Marty asked, nudging an elbow into Mat’s abdomen.

Mat looked down to his shoes bashfully, a flush spreading from beneath the collar of his dress shirt up to his cheeks.

“Soon,” he said firmly. “I’ve already talked to her parents, and I know her sister can barely keep it together, ever since she helped me design the ring,” Mat added with a grin. “Think I wanna plan a little getaway for just the two of us here in the next couple weeks or so. Do it then.”

Marty backhanded Mat’s bicep and let out an excited “whoop!”

“That’s awesome, buddy,” he told Mat. “I didn’t know you were popping the question so soon!”

Mat turned his gaze to you once more as he and Marty made their way back to the dance floor, drinks for themselves and their favorite women in hand. He smiled at Marty before making his final comment on the topic for the evening.

“Would’ve asked her day one if I had the guts.” Marty nodded in understanding and sent a wink Mat’s way before kissing Sydney’s cheek and handing off her drink, Syd squealing her thanks.

Mat did the same, and you were in a fit of giggles as you hooked one arm around his neck and accepted the glass with your other hand, the last strains of the song fading into another. Suddenly, your brows shot up as you gasped dramatically.

“Hot shit!” you exclaimed along with Nelly over the speakers. Mat laughed loudly at you, kissing you before you turned around, grinding against him slightly — had he told you today that you were pure evil, he wondered — and began dancing to the tune.

And there, swaying along with you to Country Grammar, Mat knew that he had chosen the right girl to dance with, tonight and for the rest of his life.

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Imagine Requested!!!

Imagine : Sirius black x daughter! Platonic obviously)) where the reader is about to start another year at Hogwarts but she doesn’t want too go because they’re finally a “proper family”

Auhtor notes: I love Harry Potter and I’m stunned I haven’t wrote many Harry Potter imagines (maybe a handful) so this was fun! I did change the narrative slightly! I loved writing this and I hope you enjoy it!

Did I proof read : 🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭 slightly

Rating: pg13 mentioning of sex.

Fandom : Harry potter ⚡️⚡️✨⚡️✨

Word count: ........ I honestly dont know

Hope you enjoy!

“Sweet Pea we gotta get a move on it if we are going too make the train”

Hearing your dad on the other side of your door, you huffed out, hating this - you hated that you finally got everything you wanted. Too have too leave for school! The irony didn’t lose you, you lose too consider Hogwarts you’re home then your dad found you. Now it was just a evil reminder that your leaving your home.

Laying on your bed you covered your head with the blanket rolling over you had No interest in going back too Hogwarts!

Hearing the door knock again you grumbled too yourself hearing the door open knowing your Dad popped his head into the door looking around seegin your messy room- you weren’t packed, you had Nothing packed up . Your Cat Caspain was curled up on her little cat tower chewing on her favorite toy mouse that your uncle Remus gave her last year.

Sirius blacked stepped into the room seeing the destruction of your room- the last time he was in here- it was cleaned.. you were packed and Even Caspian had her favorite little bling collar on. He’s eyes burrowed seeing the lump in the bed. He stepped over as he reached over grabbing your leg shaking it weakly, “Come on sleepy head.”

“I’m not going.”

You stated as you curled up more into the bed. Sirius would be a fool If he said he didn’t see this coming. Before he broke out of Azkaban he knew your situation- Remus fought for custody but with his condition No one thought he was a suitable parent. The women (who both you and Sirius refuse too your biological mother) was a Awful women. She was a true follower too Voldemort- and only had you because you would be a pure-blood and she was planning too give you too the Dark lord as a gift. She wanted too be the Dark lords wife and used Sirius and his heart too achieves that. Thankfully for everyone involved. Voldemort had No interested in having a daughter. So she tossed you away- where you were found by the Longbottoms then giving too the proper authority and then Sirius was arrested for the murders of Lily and James potter and you were shuffled too one foster home too another. The last one you went too before you started Hogwarts you were basically a slave. Having 9 foster siblings you cooked, cleaned, did everything for your foster parents and All you Ever wanted was a family. Then school started.

Once at school you found Hogwarts too be your home- then Remus arrived and he told you stories about your Dad.- from the first story you wished and Wished for your Dad back so you could have a real Family.

The wish was granted- the summer was amazing even hiding with Remus and Sirius you had a Dad. Even Remus became apart of your family and it was perfection but School! School was going too Ruin it.

“don’t you want too go back too see your friends?”

Grumbling you said No as Sirius chuckled, “well I. know two boys who’s heart will break if you don’t return.”

That got you too uncover your face looking at your dad as you spoke, “how you know about that?”

Sirius grinned brightly seeing his daughter face she looked so much like him it still stunned him sometimes seeing her. The same brown hair the curious eyes. Only thing different between the two was that you werne’t much into getting in trouble. But being best friend with Harry Potter you were always in trouble. Espically after last year when you left with Sirius- when Harry confessed his feelings for you.. and So did Neville longbottom.

How your dad knew about that was stunning. He spoke, “moonie talks.”

“What a gossip!” You frowned covering your face again as he chuckled grabbing the blankets pulling them down as he spoke, “what about Hermione? She can’t handle the boys alone-“

“Hermione has Ginny.- she’ll be fine.” You said grabbing your blanket again. Until he pulled your blanket off again. Looking at you. “Why don’t you want too return? You love Hogwarts.”

Sitting up you looked at him as you spoke, “I Just got you back! I don’t- I don’t want too leave- can’t I take a year off or- home school? Remus can teach me.”

He sighed heavily as he spoke, “It’s not safe- we barely got by this summer- your safer at Hogwarts”

“Dad- I don’t want too leave.”

He reached over grabbing your hand softly as he spoke, “I don’t want you too leave either but you have too- I have too take your oo the train station- I want a normal life for you y/n. And a normal experiences. And Me waving you goodbye at the train station is normal. I can rest easier if your at Hogwarts Safe.- you will come. Back for Christmas.- then this summer- hopefully I can get a safer situation for us.”

“Dad-“ you pleaded as he stood up as he pulled his wand out as he packed your bags.

“I’m going too cry at the train station don’t’ make me cry now too! Making you go back too Hogwarts is hard on me too kiddo. Besides I will write letters and we can talk whenever you want.” You sighed knowing you lost the battle as you nodded your head shifting up too your feet as you left.

“How is it possible you went a entire year without deciding between Harry Or Neville?” Hermione asked as you both sat up in your room- after the tri wizard tourment everyone was on high alert and your home has turned into the base for the order. Too get too and talk about plans. It was a busier summer then you expected. The door was opened you were happy Harry wasn’t here yet- a break from the heartthrob that is Harry Potter and the Sweetness of Neville Longbottom was something you needed. Too give your head a break.

“I don’t know! But it’s – did I tell you what Neville- Oh hI dad.”

Catching your dad grinning at th doorway you looked at him. Sirius craved this. A Normalcies. He has always wanted a large family too have a family like the potters. Whenever he visited it wa full of light and happiness and having you home- and even those the world was trouble it was Nice too stumble upon you talking about boys. Even those he didn’t want you too Date EVER! It was a normal thing for a teenage girl too talk about. Espically too her best friend. Y/N even with having Harry as her best friend was a Ray of Light. The only goodness in his life and hearing her laughing with Hermione and having the house full of the weasleys kids running around making what was once a awful place too be full of fun. Y/N got in as much trouble as the twins when it came too cleaning up the place on Molly’s request but this. Quite day where the meetings ended early and everyone was getting ready for Harrys’ arrival too hear the girls gossiping he couldn’t help but be happy that you weren’t tormented about what happened.

“dad!” You asked as he shook his head, “you know Harry’s arriving today?”

“what really?”

You said as he nodded his head, “so maybe keep the love talk about him too a minimum especially if the door is open.” You groaned reaching over grabbing the teddy bear that you have had since forever you were found with it. Sirius remembers buying it for you when you were born. You threw it at the door as he chuckled closing the door before he got the blunt of your attack. You had a wicked arm.

Twelve years later****

How! How can he be so late?

Being late was one thing- but too be late on a blistering hot day making you wait outside in the blistering hot sun and the humidity was cruel. Where is he? Looking around not seeing your fiancé anywhere. Ugh! You thought. You were suppose too be at Ginny’s and Harry’s house already too celebrate a birthday of their son.

Your eyes were closed too Shield ourself from the sun as you waited . All of the sudden you felt soft lips press on your neck. Knowing exactly whom it was. You smiled letting Neville kiss your neck.

“sorry I’m late love.”

Opening your eyes looking over your shoulder seeing Neville. You smiled, “why you late babe?”

He smiled kissing you on the lips. “Because I’m a stupid- stupid man making someone like you wait”

You couldn’t hold the laughter in hearing him say that. He chuckled softly realizing how corny that sounded as you got up wrapping your arms around his neck.

It’s been over twelve years since your dad died. Going thru that portal. Leaving you a official orphan again.it was hard too move on. Harry after Sirius died. Shoved you away. He didn’t want you involved in anything that involved the Horcux’s or anything with Voldemort. The only saving grace was Neville. He’s Soft soul, his determination too protect the Hogwarts students when Severus took over as the headmaster. Being the last too the party too realize you loved Neville all along was typical. You never understand your own feelings. It’s why it took so long too agree too marry. Neville asked yo right after the battle of Hogwarts and you laughe.d and it got too the point that he said you had too ask. Wanting the whole nine yards. The romantic gestures the roses, if Neville had he’s way he would have you writing in the clouds how much you loved him. What really happened was you both were fighting over something silly and you blurted out how can you have such a stupid husband. Then he corrected you and your big eyes grew larger as you told him too fix that then.

Then Neville lunged towards his nightstand pulling out he’s gran wedding Ring. That he had tucked away for 11 years. Waiting too have it on your finger.

With Remus Gone, Sirius Gone, even Dumbledore you asked Hagrid too walk you down the aisle. Who was deeply honoured. You and Neville convinced / begged headmisstress mcCgonal too allow you too have a small wedding at Hogwarts. Which she gladly accepted. The wedding was next week.

‘whoa- that is some bull if I ever heard it.” He chuckled kissing you quickly wrapping his arms around you. “I was getting you a push present.”

Your head titled looking up at Neville, “babe- Push presents are for when I givebirth too your baby.”

He realized his mistake as he groaned covering his face with his hands freeing you. But you freed his hands from his face as he spoke, “I meant a wedding gift- I found you a push present for when you give birth.” You chuckled hearing that. Smiling, “oh yea? Thinking about that already huh?”

He chuckled getting more at ease letting himself forget the embarrassment he just caused himself. Leaning his forehead too yours. “I’ve been ready since we graduated” you chuckled hearing that stealing a kiss. “I know. But you know my motto- first comes love. Then comes marriage then comes-“

“me with a baby carriage I know- you know that motto is a bit shorter by this time next week. Just me with a baby carriage. Next.” You chuckled reaching up kissing him. “Come on Daddy we gotta go. Were already late.”

Neville blushed hearing that as he grabbed your hand as you appriacate too Harry’s home.

You didn’t see him.

A black dog was sitting in the alley watching you listening into your conversation with Neville. The dog strolled into the alley and disappeared.

“How long until Neville is begging for a baby?” Ginny asked as you laughed standing in the girls bedroom, your old bed was in the corner. Thankful it was summer so the schoo was empty. the boys were getting ready in the boys room. You laughed as Hermione stood up pinching at your dress. “It’s a bit stug” you bite your bottom lip worried about that you figured it would be but also hoped it wouldn’t. Ginny stood up walking over helping too close the clasp of your dress. “Impossible!”Hermione begin a genius waved her wand and fixed your dress as you turned too them. As Hermione looked at you. “Oh goodness- he can’t beg can he- are you pregnate?” Your eyes grew large as you spoke, “How-“

“that glow-“

“you mean that buckets of sweat!” Ginny commented looking at you. Seeing it herself. She was stunned as you spoke up, “Neville doesn’t know! So Zip it!”

They huddled over hugging you tightly as you hugged them. Getting too your reception tent you stood in there waiting for the wedding too start you felt a twinge of sadness thinking about your dad. You wished he was here. But Hagrid wore he’s best attire and was telling you stories about your first year at Hogwarts.you smiled until you heard a voice you haven’t heard in years.

“Sweet pea- your breathtaking.”

You turned fast seeing your dad as you gasped dashing over bulldozing your dad as you hugged him. “Where you been?- how- you died/“

Hearing the music starting Hagrid said it was time. As he walked out. Knowing it should be Sirius who walks you down. You looked at your dad stunned as he offered his arm. “Can I please.”

You nodded your head, “I have so many questions.”

“I’ll answers all of them- later this is a big day.”

Stunned that as all you were so was everyone at the wedding. And at the reception everyone begged for details espically Harry who tested Sirius like Lupin has done in the past, Sirius answered every question and he promised too tell you all tomorrow but tonight Sirius wanted too enjoy the wedding. Seeing you happy was his happiest, when the mother and son dance started Sirius asked too dance with you, of course you accepted

*****Bonus telling Neville and Sirius your pregnate****

Men are clueless- Every women at your wedding Knew what was up when you refused any adult beverage. Neville assumed you didn’t want too forget a thing. Which he thought was Sweet. Nothing else. Even Sirius did’t clue in. Molly Weasley, the headmisstress Every female congratulated you on both a marriage and a baby. You had too tel them all too shut up cause Neville didn’t know yet.

That was a week ago. You wanted too tell Neville sooner but with your father coming back too life, and your Honeymoon where Neville barely let you out of bed. Since the boy wanted a family with you for years, and the only thing stopping you was the fact you wanted too be married first, and after years of begging he finally got his wish, and you wanted a family too. But being pregnant already you felt slightly selfish with not telling him. But it was a GOOD HONEYMOON! So it wasn’t the time. But now you were home. Sitting with Neville and your dad as you spoke, “I should of told you- sooner.. espically since Everyone seems too know now..”

“what’s wrong?” Neville asked as he reached over grabbing your hand. You grabbed his hand with your free hand as bluntly told him. “Ive- I’m two months pregnate.”

You expected Neville too bulldoze you and hug you. What happened was he fainted you gasped as Sirius stepped over hugging you tightly. As you gasped asking if Neville was alright.

After a few moments Neville woke up as he spoke, ‘How- months? How? We were careful.”

Looking at him stunned as you spoke, “aren’t you happy?”

“babe. I am- I just0 how?”

Rubbing your head as you spoke, “remember that musical we went too see- the-“ you clinched your face not wanting too bluntly say you had “sexy” time in a alleyway because neither of you could wait too get home, you did NOT want too say that Infront of your FATHER!! Neville face went blank as you spoke, “good effort at the honeymoon those.” Sirius chuckled at your awful joke as he spoke, “I am so happy for yu sweet pea”

Looking at your dad you spoke, “Don’t you dare leave again- I will never forgive you”

“I wont.”

A baby!’ Neville said again before fainting for a second time. ‘

“Oh Nev.”

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aaah im so happy to have found you! i don’t know why, but im having trouble finding people who write much obey me content... anyway, i was wondering if i could request the brothers’ reactions to mc adopting a kitten! and like, she’s keeping it a secret because she doesn’t want lucifer to find out but it’s super obvious she’s hiding something because she’s always in her room and won’t let anyone in, or asking where to buy pet food, and cat toys keep falling out of her bags thank you!

Hey! I’m so glad you like what I’m putting out! As for the Obey Me! content, my best advice is to look at the tags at the bottom of the post and search through them. A few accounts I follow who produce or reblog stuff consistently are; @leviathanru, @gamelovers-posts , @obeymeimaginesandasks (their incorrect quotes are GOLDEN), and @thehouseoflamentation . They’re all worth checking out or giving a follow to! xo 

- I also apologise for the slower upload schedule. As I’ve mentioned before, I’m a freelancer who is trying to claim any work I possibly can during this pandemic and it’s proving a struggle. I’ll try my best to keep up with people’s requests (which will take priority over my own ideas for the minute) but I can’t give a timeframe. I also have a pretty big backlog of requests to get through, so please bear with me. I’m keeping my asks and requests open, though, so feel free to keep sending them in if you don’t mind the wait! -

You’d found a stray kitten eating out of a dumpster behind Hell’s Kitchen and took it some leftovers. All it took was his happy little purr for you to stuff him under your coat, risk Lucifer’s wrath, and take him back to the House of Lamentation. It had been a week since you’ d rescued the kitty and he’d adapted to living in your room quite well. You’d managed to sneak in bits of food and a few toys you’d ordered from Akuzon but you were worried the boys were getting suspicious. 

Lucifer ~

Knew the first night you brought it home but didn’t want to have to make you get rid of it in case you cried (feelings scare him). 

Found out he could have fun with it when you dropped a cat tease in front of him and pretended it was yours. He got a good laugh out of making you roll on the floor pretending you enjoyed it. 

Secretly laughed in his room after he’d inspected yours, heard a meow, and watched you pretend it was your singing. 

Secretly drops food off into your room when you’re not there so that the cat isn’t hungry. 

Extra vigilant with his brothers though; he doesn’t want a repeat of Leviathan’s sea monster incident. 

Mammon ~

Helped you smuggle it into the house.

Tried to convince you to name it Mammon. 

Used some of his modelling money to get the kitty a blinged-out collar. 

Enjoys the fact that this makes you sort of a rebel. 

Got clawed for trying to touch the kitties tail and has to pretend he isn’t scared of it ever since.

If you’re ever caught by Lucifer, he’s blaming the whole thing on you. 

Leviathan ~

You had to tell him about the kitty after he saw you drop a cat toy in front of Lucifer. You covered it up by claiming it was a weapon from a new anime and he knew you were lying. Even a normie like you isn’t that stupid. 

Promises to keep your secret because he has a thing for adopting stray animals too. 

Wants to call it Henry 3.0 and wails when you refuse. 

You often find that he’s taken the kitty up to his room. He enjoys having it curled up on his lap while he plays video games.

Worried it’ll eat Henry 2.0.

Satan ~

Went in your room to borrow a book and heard the meowing.

OH. MY. GOD. KITTY.

Loves the kitty more than his own brothers. 

Would die for the kitty. 

Has 3,000,000 books on cat care.

Your ultimate ally in keeping the kitty a secret. Smuggles in anything you need and would destroy any of his brothers if they snitched to Lucifer. 

The kitty adores him because he’s quiet and attentive. They regularly snuggle together. You once caught him reading to it.

Asmodeus ~

Saw you buy a collar and assumed it was for something kinky else.

You only told him so he’d stop being a creep too interested.

Thinks the kitty is the second cutest thing he’s ever seen. His reflection is the first. 

Gets little outfits to dress it in and then cries when the kitty dares cut his perfect skin. 

Made the kitty a devilgram and you had to force him to take it down. 

Beelzebub ~

Smelled the leftover food you were sneaking into your room and assumed you were having a secret picnic. 

More of a dog person but thinks the kitty is adorable too. 

Surprisingly gentle with the kitty. You were worried at first because he’s so big and the kitty is so small, but he’s very delicate. 

Sneaks food for the kitty and actually shares it. 

You made him promise he won’t eat it. 

Belphegor ~

Found cat hairs on your bed when he was stealing your blanket to make the ultimate nap fort.

You found both him and kitty asleep on your bed when you came back. 

Lets the kitty sleep on his pillow even though he ordered it a luxury cat bed from Akuzon. 

Finds it super relaxing to stroke kitty’s fur. 

They become the ultimate nap buddies and constantly sleep on your bed. 

[funkidscollection]

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[the-bjd-community-confess]

N3xJen literally pulled every pro recast and recast neutral excuse from the play book to justify her recast bjd review. Even the replies in her video are so pro recast and recast neutral it's just making the situation worse since she's an influential person in the doll community.  Go back to your LOLs and Bling Bag toys N3xJen, your anti artist and now we're all bullies. 🙄       

~Anonymous   

[pastelbatfandoms]

WARNING: This is pretty offensive imo,so if you are easily offended probably don't take this.

PREP I am a cheerleader I'm popular I say like alot I love the color pink I own/want little dogs I am snobby I go to an girls school I own a Designer bag I'm rich I wear fast fashion Total: 3

JOCK I play 2 or more school sports I wear sweats to school regularly I’m picking my college based on athletics rather than education My hair is always in a ponytail I play a summer sport I have a favorite team for every sport I have been injured while playing a sport I’m the captain of a team I play on I have been in the paper for athletic excellence before The only reason I care about grades is so I can play on the team Total:0

EMO I have dyed black hair I cry all the time Boys kissing boys is hot I have straight hair that I tease at the roots I am popular on the internet, but not really in real life My hair is in my face because I put it there I cut or have cut before I wear tons of eyeliner My MySpace name is 'Christina [Chronic]’ or something like that I am a HUGE music snob Total: .3

GOTHIC I wear all black I worship Satan I listen to metal I do a lot of drugs

I don’t smile I hate sunshine I’m as pale as a ghost I have worn black lipstick before All preps should die Death is all I think and talk about Total: 4

NERD I get/got straight A’s I am/was teacher’s pet I’m not very popular I snort when I laugh I wear thick glasses I’ve never had a boyfriend or girlfriend If I get a B, I’ll just die My life is school, and that’s where it ends My main goal in life is to win an award such as the Nobel Prize I love school and get sad when summer break gets here Total: 3

DRUGGIE Name a drug, and I’ve either done it or want to do it Life is better high I don’t care about my grades Pot doesn’t even affect me anymore Hell yeah, they should legalize pot Drugs make everything funny I get high every day I’m a dealer I have stolen something to get money for drugs I own clothing with a pot leaf on it Total: 0

SLUT I have had more than 5 sexual partners Girl, guy, doesn’t matter, as long as they’re pleasing me I don’t need to have a boyfriend to have sex I have had a one night stand I talk openly about sex I have a favorite position I own sex toys I’ll get naked with anyone who asks I’ve gotten naked on a webcam/sent naked pics to someone before I lost my virginity before I was in high school Total: 5

TEASE I’m a virgin, but people think I’m a slut I wear low cut shirts on purpose I flirt with anyone I kiss boys a lot, then stop when things start to heat up I have worn a thong with a miniskirt I have flashed someone I have made out with a girl, but I’m not a lesbian/bisexual I let people think I’m more experienced than I am I have been called a tease by more than 2 people I’ve lied about sexual experiences Total: 3

GIRLY GIRL I have been in love Makeup is an art Vintage is love Romance movies are the best I’m really emotional I have a soft spot for animals I always smell good I prefer to be called 'pretty’ or 'beautiful’ rather than 'hot’ or 'sexy’ I can’t wait to grow up and start a family Total: 3

ECLECTIC People think I’m weird, just because I’m not boring I have a different sense of style that is honestly completely my own I mix patterns that most people would say didn’t match I wear lots of different jewelry at once I shop at stores most people haven’t heard of, or don’t shop at I own outfits from a thrift store I have worn something of my grandmother’s I hate to look like everyone else No one has heard of the music I listen to It’s hard to copy my style, not that most people would want to Total: 9

TREND FOLLOWER I have worn Uggs sometime in the last 6 months I wear leggings under my skirt/dress I follow the latest trend My taste is whatever is popular I have tried to look like a certain celebrity I will wear what is popular, even if I don’t really like it I had a rubber wristband to match every outfit (such as a yellow LiveStrong band) I owned a poncho when they were popular I had a MySpace just because everyone else had one I am not my own person Total: 2

GANGSTER I only listen to rap I own a gun I call people 'bro’ or 'fam’ I don’t talk proper English I have a shitty car but an amazing stereo I own bling I’m really, really loud I wear oversized clothes I wear South Pole I have been involved in a drive-by Total: .1

MY STEREOTYPE IS: Eclectic

A Teenager made this didn’t they...