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sakuramoussy · 6 months
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posting these together cuz I never designed Darian (Devilis' human counterpart)
Edit: i actually did have a design for Darian, he just never got colored lmao i found it in mt drafts not even exported as a png, just a clip studio file lol
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cleaetpauline60 · 19 days
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♡ Heroine Otome Game ♡
❥ Daisy [ Tokimeki Memorial Girl's Side 2nd Kiss ]
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Little Daisy getting excited when she sees posters with Karen on them and pointing out when she can hear her keys in their songs. Like yeah!! That’s my cg! And she’s so cool!! Never mind that Daisy herself is also on the posters and singing the songs lol
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fandomregression · 1 year
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trying again since I failed the first time.
Daisy Tonner as a regressor? If you want.
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Regressor Daisy Tonner Headcanons!
so. pretty sure we can all guess why daisy regresses. why does this show traumatize them all so young akwkxkanfsna
daisy usually regresses on a bit of a wide scale, anywhere from 2-10, sometimes not specific enough of an age label. she just feels *small* and its enough to calm her down
usually the younger she feels, the farther away she feels from the hunt. if she's at the youngest end of her regression age, she doesn't feel those urges and she can actually relax
needless to say, elias really doesn't like her regression because it makes her effectively useless to him when he needs someone taken care of (with bullets or fists)
basira is her cg, of course. she found out about daisy's regression pretty early on when they worked together in the police
daisy trusts basira basically blindly, especially when she's regressed very small
daisy lovesssss going to the park. she can run around, slide, swing, play on all the equipment, so long as basira keeps an eye on her because she gets scared to play if basira isn't watching
shes pretty scared of herself and who she becomes when she's regressed, which...is hard to handle. lots of shed tears, lots of attempts at comfort, lots of crying herself to sleep
daisy loves sweets, and she will sniff them out wherever basira hides them. she knows she isn't allowed to have too many, but she does not care. basira has absolutely found daisy with a bottle of pancake syrup, drinking it like its a sippy cup, on more than one occasion
playdates with jon? playdates with jon
at first neither of them get along and playdates are not really allowed because basira thinks daisy will still kill jon, but after a while when they become Trauma Buddies, yeahhh playdates are fine
(in this world polychives is a go shhhh its not important to daisy)
basira gets pics sometimes of just. daisy and jon napping together from tim or martin or sasha, and its so sweet. she has also gotten pics of daisy picking jon up, or of them petting street cats
there is also video evidence of these two having. maybe one singular braincell to share...they spent maybe half an hour one day just running and jumping onto the sofa in the archives. just yeeting themselves at it and laughing their heads off (it was daisy's idea)
i love the idea of daisy's main nicknames being pup and sugar. she gets called all the regular ones (baby, kiddo, sweetheart, etc) but pup and sugar are her faves
no cg name for basira, daisy's too shy for that. her name just usually comes out more as 'sira when daisy's small
i did not know i had so many opinions on regressor daisy alzkecjanxbrh i'd never considered it but now i'm in love
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tinkkero · 9 months
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Guess who’s back… back again
Lany’s back… back again 😎
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nqctar · 9 months
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can you please write literally anything for cg!wonbin😖😖 im so obsessed with him and saw that you were accepting reqs i think so.. thank you
of course!
❀ cg! wonbin x little reader
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pairings: cg! wonbin x reader. genre: sfw age regression, fluff. warnings: no major warnings apply.
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박원빈 / park wonbin ❀ 
absolutely loves buying you stuffies. you don't even have to ask, it's like every time you see him, he has a new one for you!!
he's so so sweet, very lenient on rules for the most part. lets you have cookies whenever you ask!
sometimes while you're colouring you look over at him & he's just staring at you with a smile on his face
you're like "whatttt" and giggle because you're starting to feel shy
he just calls you cute & kisses your forehead!
as for nicknames he calls you, i think he sticks with baby. wonbin loves calling his little 'baby.'
likes holding your hand a lot while you're regressed, even if you two are just sitting next to each other.
ok ok something i think wonbin would do with his little is pick daisies
like you'd pick soooo many and put them all in his hair
he'd just be like "thank you so much baby!!'
sings you to sleep, especially before a nap. you hate naps but he makes it better!
i feel like the two of you would go to the park a lot. and maybe not to just play, but sit down and have a picnic sometimes!
you'd lay across from him and babble if you're feeling really little.
he'd respond as if he understood everything you were saying.
"you're so right, baby!"
loves it when you cling to him. wonbin will literally NEVER complain if you're being extra clingy.
another cg in riize that would do everything for you!
you could be trying to pour yourself more apple juice & wonbin is all like
"you're too little to do that, i don't want you to get hurt!"
i can't see him being a strict cg. like of course he'll remind you to use your inside voice if he thinks you're being too loud, or he'll tell you to pick up all of your stuffies if you left them on the living room floor
but he's never too serious.
while you're colouring or playing, he'll come over and ask you what you're doing.
he'll ask you what you're playing, and then ask if he can play too!!
i think he'd take playing games with you seriously. like if you two were playing doctor, he'd stumble around, act like he broke his arm or something, complain about how slow the service is etc.
you'd be like
"there's just one of me!!"
not too sure about titles! you could call him anything you want, he'd be okay with that.
another cg!riize hc i could go on and on abt. i love wonbin so much <3
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mooodyblue · 1 year
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⭐️ (or maybe 🍼?) hiii happy 1k!! <3 this is random but i sprained my ankle pretty bad today and can’t tell if i broke my foot or not rip . but! it had me imagining a situation in which reader gets injured and elvis freaks out when he finds out and then immediately becomes very comforting and protective once he sees how scared reader is. i feel like this is super cute for cg!elvis and little!reader but could be non agere as well :)
tysm!!!! cg!elvis is perfect for this 🫶🏼 sorry to hear about your ankle!!! hope it heals up fast ☹️
1k celebration post
elvis was always good with keeping an eye on you while little. well, while big too. but little you was a bit unpredictable at times and he always felt the need to watch over you. he knows how you can get yourself into a bit of trouble at times and overtime, he's learnt to deal with you.
he refuses to look away when you're running around outside of graceland. sometimes you'll chase after a bird or you'll pick at the flowers and excitedly run over to him to show it off.
which is exactly what you had decided to do today.
the weather was nice. it wasn't too hot or too cold, you'd insisted on having a picnic in the garden with your daddy now that he's free of shows for the week. after snacking a bit, you decided to run off into the garden, earning a loud 'be careful!' from elvis. but you were always careful! you were always aware of your surroundings.
you went to pick a few daisy's for elvis, picking out the prettiest ones from its roots carefully to show how good you are with the garden. you wanted to give your daddy flowers for always being such a good daddy and for always doing such a good job on stage every night. it was definitely a 'i'm proud of you and i love you' sort of gift.
as you excitedly ran back over to elvis, your foot met with a pebble—causing your ankle to somehow bend in a painful way and bringing you to the ground. it hurt like hell. the most excruciating pain you'd ever felt. but he taught you to get back up on your feet, so you tried but fell right back down, letting out a soft cry as your ankle began to swell.
it happened the one second elvis wasn't looking, one second. but the moment he heard your cries, he jumped up and ran over to you. "now, what did i tell ya? i told ya to slow down 'n be careful when you're runnin' around. goddamn, baby. where does it hurt? are you okay?" he blabbered on, "you able to get up? no, damn–baby, how bad is it? what—"
his panicking and overwhelming amount of questions only made the pain worse, making you cry out louder as you held into your swelling ankle.
"ah—shoot. sorry, baby. alright, let's get some ice on that ankle." he didn't hesitate to lift you up bridal style and brought you into the house, immediately setting you on the couch as he rummaged through his freezer. he settled with a bag of peas, setting it on your ankle as you hissed due to the coldness of it all.
elvis crouched down to your level, giving you a sympathetic look. "you okay, honey? no more cryin'. daddy's got ya now." he cooed, pressing the frozen bag of peas gently on your ankle.
"'m sorry, daddy." you pouted, wiping at your teary eyes.
he tsk'd in response. "no apologizin', it happens. accidents happen. but y'know what that means? you get it sit on the couch 'n laze around until that thing heals. that means you can watch cartoons 'n have your snacks all day. don't that sound nice?"
you nodded excitedly, a small smile appearing on your face. "snuggles too?"
"oh, without a doubt, baby. lotsa snuggles, you're gonna be sick of me."
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3unnyceleste · 24 days
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I can't stop thinking about how good of a caregiver Eddie would be!!
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I've been feeling small lately, and I couldn't stop thinking about Eddie!! So here's some HC I have for eddie as an agere CG!!
EDDIE DEAR CG HEADCANONS:
🫧He's got a good amount of chub, but he's strong! That makes his cuddles so soft, yet secure! He's an absolute cuddle monster, and LOVES giving his little one all the affection in the world!
🫧He's got rules for you! He's a proud Texan dad, and if your misbehaving, expect a stern word from him! (Or at least as stern as he can be. Your just too cute for him to stay mad!!)
🫧Eddie loves taking you along with him on his mail route. He points to all the flowers and bugs you may see, and will even give you his coat and hat to wear! And if you're extra good, he'll let you put the mail in the neighbor's boxes! What a treat!
🫧Spoils you to absolutely no end. He's got a whole nursery and playroom dedicated to your littlespace, and he wants to make sure you are happy! He'll also teach you responsibility, and give you an allowance!
🫧I headcanon him to have a garden! He'd be a farmer in an au! So he loves letting you help harvest crops, and the two of you can share it!
🫧He babies you SO much. He'll feed you, coo over you, cuddle, anything you could need, he'll do it. He loves his little baby!
🫧He's probably best with toddler or baby regressors! He loves playing peekaboo or upsie daisy, and tossing his little one up and down (Not after burping and bottles, he learned THAT the hard way! his little one's spit up stained his favorite tie!)
🫧Nightmares? He's got a bedside crib just for you. Not enough? He'll rock you right back to sleep, and let you stay next to him till you're out. He'll whisper sweet southern nothings to you until your all tuckered out while he's rocking you in his old rocking chair.
🫧He loves reading stories to you! He'll make so many different funny voices to make you laugh!
🫧He loves crafts! He'll always find something for you to do, that's simple enough for your headspace!
🫧Your drawings and colorings? all over the fridge and his bedroom walls! And in his post office too! He loves to display your work!
🫧He's got a spot next to his post office desk for you to sit and play in your playpen!
🫧Overall caregiver rating? 10/10!!!
🫧He's more likely to entrust you with poppy while he's out!
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sakuramoussy · 6 months
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Ashie cwan oo dwo a swendwerman cg hweadcwannon
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I can try!!! I really can't think of many for him but I hope these are okay 😅
Caregiver!Slenderman Headcannons
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Not allowed in the woods without him. He wants to keep you safe and he doesn't want you bumping into anyone who might want to hurt you.
He isn't too strict on rules as long as you're safe.
He can pick you up. And does so A LOT!!!
Amazing hugs!!
Piggybacks!! You'd be soooo high up in the air!!!
Cannot cook so snacks and microwaveable meals 😂👍
Gives you his jacket as a blanket.
Gives you flowers from the woods. (Is willing to help you press the flowers or make daisy chains/crowns if you want!!)
He crouches down to be at your height level!!!
Will 100% pat your head as a way of comfort.
Super protective of you!! You will always be safe with him!!
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Little Daisy Jones <3
(one-shot that will probably have a few more parts continuing on from it)
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After Karen bails Daisy out of jail, Daisy is feeling very lonely and struggles to avoid regressing.
Inspired by the hcs of @pwbbie who is possibly the biggest baby Daisy enthusiast in the world!
Tw: mentions to drugs, breaking and entering, and age regression… obviously.
Word count: 2097
‘I’m from Mars Karen, I don’t have people.’
Daisy didn’t think she’d ever felt more alone. Her parents were gone, up and left with no warning or forwarding address. Maybe this was payback, for being such a poor excuse of a daughter. She’d just wanted someone to celebrate with, they’d have been proud of her if they knew she had a number one single right? But they weren’t there, and that rejection had Daisy teetering dangerously on the edge of a mind space she’d rather not go into in the passenger seat of Karen Sirko’s car.
“Where’s your place, Daisy?” Karen asked, they were driving away from the police station and Daisy was struggling to answer such a simple question. The reasonable part of her knew she should just tell Karen the hotel address, she’d caused enough trouble already, but the other much louder - much younger - part of her felt like her voice was far, far away. A moment of silence clicked past, and then another, the address was dancing on her tongue but her lips felt glued shut. She felt shaky, the police had taken her pills, she really didn’t want to be alone. “Daisy?” Karen asked again, glancing over at the pale girl in her passenger seat. “Have you eaten?”
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Apple pan probably wasn’t what any normal person would consider ‘breakfast food’ but Daisy was happy that Karen didn’t seem to question her suggestion. “I’m gonna get the steak burger, what about you Dais?” Karen urged gently, sensing the girl's hesitation at vocalising in the moment.
“Hickory burger,” Daisy whispered. Her voice felt far away and it made the struggle to keep her head on straight so much harder.
“Good choice, fries?” Daisy nodded. Karen ordered for them and Daisy felt herself blush, she could’ve ordered for herself.
“So, you wanna tell me how you ended up in jail?” Karen asked once their food had arrived.
“I broke into my parents house… or, what was my parents house.” Daisy’s throat tightened, tears prickling in her eyes. She couldn’t do this now, she had to stay strong. She had to stay big.
“They moved?”
“I just thought they’d want to know, we have a number one song… I just felt like I shouldn’t be so lonely.” Karen frowned, prodding some fries into the ketchup thoughtfully.
“You should’ve called, you don’t have to be alone Daisy.”
“Billy doesn’t exactly like me,” Daisy shrugged, a fact which had her chest tensing uncomfortably.
“Well I don’t care, I like you.” Karen nudged her shoulder playfully, “And if the band has taught me anything it’s that we girls have to stick together.” Daisy giggled and began to eat her burger, she hadn’t realised how hungry she was.
“Does your hand hurt?” Karen questioned, signalling to the poorly wrapped bandage around her wrist.
Daisy shrugged, “Oh, it’s not too bad,” and looked down at her hand as if she’d forgotten it was injured in the first place.
“That’s not what I asked, does it hurt?”
“Yes.”
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If Karen had suggested Daisy go into the pharmacy with her she would’ve picked up some pills and taken a completely different route with the rest of her day. But Karen had seemed to decide she should take matters into her own hands and went in alone, leaving Daisy in the car shaky and unsure how much longer she could hold on before everything inside of her came undone.
“They were playing ‘look at us now’ in there,” Karen grinned, climbing back into the driver's seat with antiseptic and a bandage in her hands. Daisy couldn’t help but smile at that, someone else who cared that their song was on the radio. “Alright, let’s take a look.” Daisy nervously held her arm out in front of Karen. The police hadn’t spent an awful lot of time wrapping it up and she knew it was definitely a mess under the bandage. She let out a pained hiss as the bandage was removed. It hurt so much. “It’s alright Daisy, it’ll just hurt for a second,” She cooed, sending Daisy’s stomach into a knot at the gentle tone of her voice. The pain was immeasurable, at least it felt so to Daisy who could feel herself losing control every second that passed. As Karen sprayed the antiseptic she wanted to cry, which she absolutely could not do because then Karen would never want to be her friend and she’d be so lonely again. Instead, and without much consideration, she shoved the thumb of her free hand in her mouth. Suckling quickly to distract herself from the burning sensation quickly taking over her body.
Karen looked up from her ministrations and frowned, Daisy’s cheeks burned red as she realised what she’d done. Quickly, she tugged her hand from her mouth and shoved it behind her back. God! How could she be so stupid?
“Oh Daisy,” Karen hummed, dropping the bandage on her lap in order to reach out and swipe away a tear which despite her best efforts had slipped down Daisy’s cheek. “You’re alright, it’ll only hurt for a bit longer.” Her voice sounded so calm, so free of judgement and comforting in a way nothing had been since Simone left for New York, it made Daisy want to start crying all over again.
“Sorry,” she whispered, casting her eyes down to her lap, her bangs falling over her face.
“Oh no, no, it’s ok, I’m not mad. You can keep going if it helps, ok? I’m not going to judge you,” Daisy squirmed uncomfortably. Karen’s gentle words buzzing around in her mind, she felt impossibly small and it was terrifying to be so vulnerable. Still, against her better judgments, the thumb returned to her mouth and remained there until the blonde finished re-wrapping her hand. Karen observed Daisy quietly as she re-wrapped her wrist. The combination of the thumb in her mouth, tears in her eyes and her bangs framing her blushing cheeks made Daisy appear almost childlike in nature. It wouldn’t be unreasonable, Karen pondered, that Daisy would regress after the night she’d had. She didn’t particularly know the girl well enough to make any assumptions but either way she knew Daisy didn’t exactly have anyone around who knew her better.
“All done,” Karen smiled triumphantly, “you did so well,” she praised, brushing a hand through Daisy’s knotted curls. Despite the fact that Daisy didn’t think she’d done well at all she couldn’t help but beam at the praise. Karen clicked in Daisy’s seatbelt for her, clearly deciding the girl was in no state to do it herself before driving out of the empty parking lot. “Do you want to tell me where we’re headed now?” Karen asked as they pulled out of the carpark. Daisy’s initial reaction was to say no, refuse to be left alone and cling to Karen’s side for as long as she could. But part of her knew that wasn’t fair to the other girl who’d been dragged out of her day to come save her and now probably thought she was disgusting.
“Chateau Marmont.”
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Karen certainly hadn’t expected that Daisy was staying in a hotel, the girl had lived in LA for her whole life. Then again, she hadn’t expected the girl to be so prone to B&E or to have a little side which she was now very poorly hiding from her. It was a pretty standard hotel room for all Karen could tell, though clearly lived in with bottles and pills decorating the entryway. Karen didn’t ask before following Daisy in, no chance she was going to leave the girl alone in such a state. The bedroom, and the door to what she assumed was a bathroom felt less lived in, clearly regularly cleaned by hotel staff. There were stacks of note paper on the bedside table, an assortment of pill bottles on the dresser, a guitar propped against an armchair and scarfs dulling each of the lamps. What stole Karen’s attention the most was the rugged and worn stuffed bunny rabbit perched by the pillow of Daisy’s bed, all but confirming her earlier suspicions pertaining to the girl's possible regression. Daisy made her way over to the dresser with the neatly lined pills and seemed she was about to grab one before noticing Karen’s line of sight. Quickly, she slid down on the unmade bed, scooping the rabbit in her arms as if to hide it from sight.
“Does the bunny have a name?” Karen asked gently, unsure the best way to broach the subjects. Daisy nodded against the pillow and whispered quietly,
“Dusty.”
Karen smiled softly as Daisy traced the Bunny’s ears over her cheeks. “Does Dusty have any friends?” Other than the one toy on the bed, there were no signs in the room that Daisy regressed. Daisy’s face flickered with weariness for only a moment before she nodded almost excitedly. She clambered off the bed and pulled out a safe from underneath it.
“Gots to keep them in here so the cleaners don’t touch them,” She explained, Karen nodded in understanding and sat down opposite Daisy as she opened the hotel issued safe. It was the kind of thing guests would leave their wallets or keys in but Daisy clearly had dedicated to something far more personal. Inside the small metal box was a teddy bear, a colouring book, some crayons, a pacifier and what appeared to be a child’s sippy-cup. The latter two objects Daisy quickly shoved to the side in preference of pulling out the bear.
“Bailey,” she explained, closing the safe and gnawing on the skin around the thumb which wasn’t holding the bear. Karen didn’t think it was awfully healthy and upon further inspection she realised the skin on each of her fingers were worn far beyond what was typical from just the guitar. Daisy felt less worried now, for Karen to see all of this, she was yet to have any adverse reaction and Daisy figured that she may as well enjoy having some company while it lasted.
Daisy yawned, rubbing her fist at her eyes, reminding Karen of the worn look assaulting her face. “Why don’t you try to get some rest, huh sweetheart?” She questioned, the nickname slipping out without any thought at all. Daisy blushed, shaking her head. “Why not?” She was already laying down in the bed, Dusty and Bailey tucked to her chest, eyes heavy with sleep.
“You’ll leave,” she whispered, the crack in her voice crumbling Karen’s heart. It was at this moment that she saw Daisy entirely for who she was.
“I won’t leave,” Karen promised, laying down opposite Daisy so both their faces were mere inches apart. “When you wake up you’ve gotta show me some of those drawings I saw before,” Daisy blushed, burying her face against her pillow and hiding a yawn. “Does that sound like a plan?” Karen asked, reaching out to brush Daisy’s hair behind her ear. Daisy looked back to her, eyes flittering and distant. She nodded before shuffling across the bed so that she could bury herself against Karen.
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“Cami, I think she’s regresses… no, I know she does.” Karen explained over the phone the next morning. She’d spent the rest of the day with Daisy, eventually leaving after making sure the girl had dinner and went to bed.
It felt like when Daisy woke up from her nap all her protective walls were gone. She’d woken up terrified and teary eyed, a nightmare she’d explained, and hadn’t hesitated to let Karen hold her and soothe her. She’d showed Karen her colouring books, they’d watched cartoons and in the evening Daisy had gone for a swim. It had hurt Karen more than anything to leave her, she didn’t know what to do.
“Gosh, and she’s all alone?” Camila’s concern was evident even through the phone.
“Yes, Cami, she was so scared that I’d leave her,” there was a pause on the other side of the phone line.
“You want her to join the band, don’t you?”
“Of course I do. I mean, Daisy, she’s great - you’d love her.”
“What if I invite her to the housewarming party? I mean we owe the house to her, really,” Camila suggested, “Maybe give us a chance to get to know her better… see if she’d be interested in joining the band.”
“You’ll have to keep your husband under control though,” Karen teased softly, “he does not like to share the spotlight.”
“I think he can handle it, for Daisy,” Karen hummed in agreement,
“For Daisy.”
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ok guys that’s it!! For now….
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babiepupp · 9 months
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i saw u do peach my bsf is asking for daisy :3c if u could do cg daisy that would be so lovely <3
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☆ Absolutely! She would make a great cg, never a dull day with her! Hope you like these!!
⋆୨୧˚ CG!Daisy HC’s! ˚୨୧⋆
♡ She’s much better at taking care of high energy little ones, taking them to make mud pies or just frolic about in the nearby wildlife with them, she always adds a whimsical element, making a normal walk seem like a perilous journey, oh so scary!
♡ Incredibly gentle with her little petal, but won’t hesitate to go Mama Bear mode when someone makes them cry, she’s great when it comes to handling tough situations and meanies!
♡ She loves taking her little one out to play in the sun, she’ll teach them now to play sports too- although she’ll make sure it isn’t too overwhelming for the little.
♡ She always picks flowers for her little, and loves to put them in their hair, daffodils, daisies, marigolds! Any cute flower and she’ll either put it in your hair or weave it into a type of daisy chain for you!
♡ Is always there when needed, you need a shoulder to cry on? She’s there for you, in need of a big bear hug? She’s your gal!
♡ Spoils you a ton, although not to the same extent as Peach, Daisy’ll give you a lot, but she’ll make sure you deserve it!
♡ She’s stern when she needs to give her little one a timeout, but after it’s over, she goes back to being all affectionate again!
♡ BIIIIG cuddler, she’s always sneaking up on her little petal and lifting them up in the air, making sure they’re safe and secure in her arms.
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claireofluxembourg · 9 months
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Haakon who has spent a lot of the past year being regent because of his father’s health, and Victoria who’s just been Victoria for the past 45 years
👁️👄👁️
I want to say that CG would never abdicate but with Daisy doing this who the hell knows!!
At this point all I know is we know shit about this ksksksks
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littleracha · 1 year
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The only thing in my mind rn is little!reader and Little!minho/seungmin/chan (choose whoever) having the cutest playdate (つ˘◡˘)づ♥(♡◕ω◕♡)
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Okay so my mind went to CG! Minho and Bangchan watching over Little! reader and Seungmin.
I imagine the two caregivers take their little ones out for a playdate at the park! Minho made sure to pack extra clothes because if he knows his littles, he knows you two will get dirty.
Instantly Minnie and you are playing in the dirt and mud, trying to see who can find the coolest bugs
"Lookie! I founds a worm!" Seungmin would show off to you proudly, as you cradled a Potatoe bug in your hands.
Chan didn't like the mischievous looks on your faces (he actually loved them). Then all of a sudden you two took off in different directions. Minho decided to go after the little puppy while Chan chased his little bug.
"Y/N, get back here you silly bug!" He can't help but laugh as you giggle maniacally. Finally, he catches up to you and lifts you into the air.
Once the two little ones were wrangled in they set up your little lunch. Chan and Minho had to help fed you both obviously as the daisies were too distracting!
You four walked home after hours of fun, all wearing daisy chain crowns.
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thebirdandhersong · 1 year
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The appeal of OUAT is that it's FUN. Those 2010s fantasy shows with low budgets, slightly wonky and slightly grungy CG, and some of the wackiest costume and set designs you've ever seen (OUAT, Pushing Daisies, Alice Syfy) are good because they a) are about true and beautiful things despite the Horrors, and b) they're FUN.
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The trailer for Ehrengard is out! Daisy designed the costumes, and they look great, but I feel weird about her working for Netflix in a way I didn't when she was designing for the Danish Royal Opera company. What do you think?
Hey :) I was very confused when I read this first sentence. Thought this was going to be another one of those random asks about something I've literally never expressed interest in haha. But anyway. It'll sound like a cop out but I don't really have a strong opinion because it's so culturally specific. Royals are essentially public representatives whose job is to represent the societal norms of their country and so there's this huge part of responding to royalty which requires an implicit understanding of a culture's values and behaviours and history. I can talk about the British royals because they're my royal family, I'm entitled to, but I also have an understanding of what is and isn't culturally acceptable even if it's not something written down. As a British person I get really irritated when people pipe up about and say stupid things about our royal family when they aren't from here. So I try not to do it for others lol. That doesn't mean I don't ever talk about other royals or criticise them, of course. But it means that I generally try to criticise when I feel like I have something to say that isn't culturally specific. So for example:
If they're breaking the law - a good example is Carl Gustaf's "flexible" interpretation of the Constitution when it came to his grandchildren. Not many people in Sweden actually care, understandably, but I felt justified in having a view because Swedish people created their constitution and CG's job is to stick to the constitution. So I'm judging them for not upholding something Swedish people asked them to uphold
Something that's always morally bad - I'm thinking MT's bullying accusations. No matter what culture you're from, it shouldn't be acceptable to be such a terrible boss that people are literally terrified to go to work. Even if Luxembourg had just shrugged at that one I think anyone is entitled to call that out as it's essentially a human rights issue.
Where I have it on reliable authority from someone in the country that they feel a certain way - So for example in Norway, I know that Martha Louise's business activities have been controversial because I know Norwegian people and I read the Norwegian press.
Something like Margrethe working with Netflix is difficult because it's not objectively morally bad, I don't know of any Danish ethics guidelines it would be breaking, and I don't know if Danish people are bothered by it. So I have no real hook to guide my opinion, if that makes sense. I can see exactly why it would be preferable to have stayed with places like the Opera - something that's a Danish cultural institution and for the benefit of the people - and I know that if it was in the UK I'd be asking questions about what they were paid, why they're doing this instead of royal duties etc but it's not the UK and I can't just copy and paste my response to a different culture. Does that make sense? I guess basically it does immediately not sit well with me because of my own cultural context but I can't actually make a judgement call because I don't know what is and isn't ok in Denmark and that's where she's Queen.
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