#plushie: Jessie

[griffinkid]

Christmas Eve tea party with the girls (and Lan, who is considered an honorary girl for the day)

Elsbeth thinks she's in charge, Elle is actually in charge, Jessie is serving the tea and poor Lan is just doing what he's told

You're all invited too 🫖

[im-not-a-l0ser]

Richie and Ruth have most definately gone as Jessie and James for Halloween.

[mooneater0-0]

My sillies been getting into the boys recently

[artsyxbutterfly]

Forced my friend to draw this tee hee <3

Was on a call annoying my irl friend and she wanted to draw something so i sent her this pic to draw of my plushies and my totally real child :p

SHE SAID ITS UGLY BUT I THINK ITS ADORBSSS <3

The baby is named Bertram btw 😍

[ursaribbon]

guys. guys

its 3am

i droo somfig

[phagogenetic]

really every lamb except lillian and gordon would love to have stuffed animals, particularly helen if it's a big one

[jadeazora]

Saiko Soda plushies via the Japanese Pokemon Center.

Some new screenshots from JN136. Man, it's been roughly three years since we last saw Giovanni.

Also, Palkia's one-minute cooking event returns today, and Steenee's holiday outfit is live in the in-game shop.

Edit: I hate autocorrect.

[jessythebunny]

Daww a plushie of ma boi🎀❤❤🥹🥹

Guess what everybody? The world's most splendid red engine has just become the world's most splendid red plushie!!

I started making this James plush as a birthday present for my brother! And although I'm over two months late for the occasion (oops), I'm still glad to finally have this lad done ^v^

In terms of plushie features, the most notable thing is that the tender can be detached from the engine. I've also decided to put a coupling on the back of the tender which I've made to be comparable with any other train plushies I may end up making in the future.

In terms of plush construction, I should note that the baseboard is made of a block of upholstery foam I carved out, that way it'll keep its shape but still be squishy and huggable! Also, I used a thin sheet of acrylic foam for the cabin roof (but I'll probably use something else for the roof in the future since that thin sheet ended up warping at the edges and has a bit of a weird feel from the outside)

[tatstangles]

Etsy listing available in my shop

Check out this item in my Etsy shop https://www.etsy.com/listing/1319723694/jessy-inspired-amigurumi

[griffinkid]

Spending the morning with Jessie

[yamujiburo]

Imagine, After Ash got well with Jessie dating his mom, he ends up buying a Pikachu plushie for Jessie on her birthday, so that she can finally have the Pikachu she tried to catch during all those years

Hahaha someone actually made a comic about that a while ago!!

[runawaycarouselhorse]

I still have that 1999 Hasbro reversible Togepi plushie!!

[wosowrites]

Moose (Jessie Fleming x Reader)

warnings: none

prompt: in which the reader and jessie play for chelsea and before they leave for the world cup reader makes jessie a crochet moose which becomes the team mascot for canada.

a/n: based off this request here also a super short fic because i’m still broken.

You were not at all a crafty person. Jessie had grown up with a craft room in her house and she liked to paint, draw, and do artsy things to calm herself down like her mother had taught her. When you started dating a year into her contract at Chelsea, her calmness had rubbed off on you. You had always been a stressed out person and moving in with Jessie had made you into a much more relaxed and happy human. You would go on bike rides, hikes, make crafts, paint the house every time you got bored of it and do everything together.

However the only thing you started doing on your own was crocheting. Jessie had tried it but was never big on it, so all the spare yarn in the house went to you. You loved it. You were horrific at it however. Everything turned into little colourful blobs and your creations were constantly either too loose or too messy. That’s why, when you walked into the house one day and pulled out a beautifully crocheted moose with a Canada jersey on, Jessie was baffled.

For the past three weeks, you would escape to a café every day and crochet for about an hour before going back to your girlfriend. Jessie was not a worried person and as madly in love as you both were with each other, spending a small amount of time away from each other every day just made you closer. Some days you would tell her you were grocery shopping, other days it was a meeting with your agent, a hang out with one of your German teammates.

But today, Moose was finally done.

You finished him a week and a half before the departure of the World Cup and you were in Canada with Jessie and her family. It would make it harder to travel all the way back to Germany and then to Australia but you didn’t care. All you wanted was to be girlfriends instead of rivals for as long as possible.

At the dinner table that night, you picked up your glass and straightened up.

"Um, I’m not big on words as you guys have seen by now but I wanna say a couple words," you said.

Jessie’s entire family put down their cutlery and looked up at you. "I’m terrified for this World Cup. Like… horrified. It’s been four years since I’ve played a major tournament so far from you, Jess. The olympics are in one city so we can visit but in Australia… we’re constantly going to be flying around. So… I made Moose," you said.

From under the table, you grabbed a bag and pulled out the knit animal. He had a red and white swear and big old antlers. Jessie’s mouth fell open and a large smile cracked her freckled face. "I’ve been making him for weeks, and he has like… five half knit siblings that went wrong if you want them," Jessie laughed loudly and extended her hand to take the crocheted animal. "Baby… it’s perfect oh my god," she said, smiling down at the animal. "Klara taught me how to make him. That’s why I was always out for an hour or so these past weeks," You said.

Jessie hugged the plushy to her chest and then put it beside her plate. The brunette stood up and walked to behind your chair, wrapping her arms around your neck and squeezing you.

Elysse took a quick picture as Jessie’s parents raved over your new talent.

Over the next couple weeks, Jessie was seen carrying Moose during press, in the bus, around the city, at training, everywhere. She always had Moose. And if she didn’t, she had entrusted Christine Sabrina, or anyone else on the clamer side to take care of the little mascot.

After Canadas 2-1 win over Ireland, Jessie was interviewed and eventually, the subject of Moose came up.

"Is that a moose?" the woman asked, looking down at the plushie tucked under Jessie’s arm. The camera followed the reporters eyes and then went back up to the Canadian. "Yeah it is," she laughed shyly, holding up the mascot. "Is there a story benne that? I mean it’s been showing up everywhere. "There is, yeah. My… uh my girlfriend made it for me. She’s at the world cup and her friend taught her how to make it for me. We won’t be seeing each other for a while depending on how the games go so she said she wanted me to have a piece of her. It’s cute, and I didn’t think she was this artsy so it caught me by surprise for sure," Jessie said, shyly and gently.

The reporter awed over Jessie’s story but the midfielders brain was just full of images of you. She missed you so much.

That night, she called you and the whole Canadian team joined the call behind the vice- captain, thanking you for the mascot.

[jflemings]

PIPER'S WORLD 🪄

everything can be found under #piper’s world

crossed out fics are wips

✿ fluff, ☆ angst

FICS

the first year

(2018)

— getting the good news ✿ ft teagan micah

— first camp ☆ ✿

ages 1-3

(2019-2021)

— the first night ☆

— a helping hand ☆ ✿

— making the best of it ☆ ✿

ages 4-6

(2022-2024)

— busted ✿

— nightmares ✿

— promise ✿ ▼

— looking back ☆ ✿

— mini ✿ ▼

— lovechild ✿

— the smallest man who ever lived ☆, pt2 ✿ , pt3

— under the bus ✿ ▼ ft sam kerr

— can we always be this close? ✿

— raso’s piper’s ribbons ✿ ▼

— meerkat mccabe ✿ ▼

— future planning ✿

ages 7-9

(2025-2027)

— secret keeper ☆ ✿

— not mine ☆ ✿

— troublesome ✿

ages 10-12

(2028-2030)

FAQ's

break up & pregnancy

piper’s godmother

chaotic tillies camp & meeting jessie

jessie coming into the picture & arsenal and auswnt’s reactions

piper + the acl squad & injured reader

kyra, mini and charli moving to london & free baby sitters

who is piper’s godmother

were jessie’s parents worried?

conversations about baby #2

going to camp with jessie, mother’s day cards & sick reader

HEADCANONS

piper and jessie headcanons

meeting the arsenal girls

more arsenal + piper hcs

meeting the chelsea girls

alanna & piper hcs

first time calling jessie mama

jessie’s jersey

piper’s footballing future

the wedding

niamh and sam’s day

aunties leah, steph and sam

the mirroring phase

saint steph & sam accidentally playing cupid

piper’s birth

piper and the fleming’s

tillies post piper

sister plushies

trimester 2

the arsenal vs chelsea debate

invisible string

permission to marry you

piper’s dating questions

[queenendless]

💜❤️‍🩹Because You Live (Toji Fushiguro x Adult!Fem!Reader)❤️‍🩹💜

A/n: It finally happened ... wtf? Blame Sage's Rain on YT and his Toji video for making me feel so bad for Toji.

Its my first time writing just Toji stuff and it may not be the best but I got inspired and needed to put something out so there!

Also why is Because You Live by Jessie McCartney seems like the theme for Megumi's parents? Listen to it while reading this if you want.

Credit to yeagernx on Pinterest for these edited pins.

DON'T PLAGIARIZE, STEAL, COPY, TRANSLATE MY FANFIC CONTENT. REBLOG, LIKE AND FOLLOW INSTEAD PLEASE AND THANK YOU.

Toji's rough heart pounded against his sturdy chest.

In their small urban apartment family room, his giant burly form leaned against the archway as he peered down, his narrowed eyes softening at the sight before him.

The decent sized TV screen played lowly in the background, showcasing a random movie, serving as the only light he used to move through the room. The family room's floor was draped with comforters and blankets of the plush variety. Many fluffy soft pillows accompanied them. His two kids noggins used you as their personal pillow.

Tsumiki's cheek nuzzles your side as she squeezed her white dog plushie in one arm while Megumi was tucked against your other side as he pinned his black dog plush between you and himself.

You were on your back, your mouth slightly agape, as you softly snored, drool trailing down the side of your mouth.

Toji snorted out a dry chuckle.

For most of his life, he was the Invisible Man.

To topple the society that his family prided on to the point of abusing and torturing him over for not amounting to their standards and beliefs, he became the Sorcerer Killer.

After losing his wife; the first love of his life that made him believe he was worth so much more than what his family's hatred conditioned in him, he felt himself succumbing to those very demons of his former life.

Barely able to sustain a suitable life for his son; his blessed gift from his late mother.

Having a daughter now to add to the family bundle; her mother dumping her on him when she had the chance then bolted.

Taking any job he could to keep a roof over their heads and food on the table, stuck in a shitty neighborhood with no other options.

So how …

How did you wind up smack dab in the middle of it all?

From an infamous disturbed creep stalking and following his kids on their way home from school one afternoon to you reporting the incident before as his attempts to nab Tsumiki resulted in Megumi's shadow technique nearly swallowing the bastard alive when you knocked them out by a smack with that stray metal pipe you scrounge up by the litter around.

Tsumiki trusted you, feeling indebted to you for saving them. A skeptical Megumi didn't sense the same inkling of dread from you that the now arrested man had.

But when you saw Toji Fushiguro stroll up through the apartment door, he was a bit baffled to see you in their cramped living room, sitting on the floor while braiding Tsumiki's hair as she and Megumi watched anime on their small TV.

You were smitten by the giant burly man as you explained what occurred and the short version of your backstory.

Your father bailed on you and your mother recently passed away in her sleep, which forced you to sell the only home you've ever known. Wandering the streets with all you could take with you. Saving two kids you didn't know at all but knowing a monster when you saw one that day.

Toji offered you to live with them as thanks for saving his kids when he couldn't as well as in exchange for watching over them when he was out doing whatever money making task was available to him.

Why would he take a chance on you, a practical stray?

Well …

Obviously he had Shiu do a background search on you over the phone that very same day to double check your story. When it all does check out, he feels a bit of weight lift off his broad shoulders.

Plus …

He saw glimpses of his first love in you.

Even your smile gave him glimpses of his late wife. But you weren't her.

He thought no one could fill in the void she left behind.

Making it that much harder to live the simple life and raising kids that he felt was out of his element.

But at that moment, seeing your relieved overjoyed smile breaking out across your face when he said you could stay, it already began filling in the cracks his heavy heart bore.

He noticed the endeared affection you bore in your gaze for his rugrats as trickles of sunset hit your figure through the slips of the blinds and curtains.

He wouldn't admit it straight out at the start of this new journey, but you glowed like an angel.

Over time, as days turned to weeks then turned to months, those hard kept emotions within him became unbridled at the seams.

Walking his kids to and from school, making their lunches, cleaning up around the place, finding part time jobs here and there that helped pay the bills, being greeted warmly by you every time he came home, finding you winding down after tucking the babies to bed.

One late night of such endeavors leading up to it found him spotting you laying on the couch, partially awake to the sound of his heavy footsteps when you felt warmth overtake you as he kissed you tentatively on the lips.

Watching your e/c eyes fluttering open up at him made him want to press further. To feel you slowly, tenderly returning the kiss only drove him to get down on his knees as his burly arms wrapped around your waist, pressing his strapping chest against your soft chest, submerged in your sweet scent and you drowned in his overwhelming warmth.

Your hands weaved up those sculpted arms and brushed his nape to his shivering delight, your fingers curled through his hair, bringing his face in closer as your heavy sighs and flustered whimpers made the growling beast want to nip on those lips before his tongue clashed with yours, swallowing you whole.

In his once clouded, now desperate eyes, he didn't want to let you go. To him, you're beautiful, inside and out. Literally, the beauty to his beast.

“I want you, angel. Be mine.”

You could barely think coherently as you pulled away from those addicting lips of his.

“Only when you quit the gambling and get your act together. Help me find a better place to raise them. Be there for them … do it for them … please?”

Unlike Shiu's stern lectures on quitting his gambling routines because he was just that bad at it when it comes to luck, the way your pleading eyes and pouting lips made a long forgotten sensation rise in him.

The willingness to forsake his pride.

To do what was best for all instead of dwindling it all away.

What was best for his kids … what he wanted … if you wanted that too —

“Okay.”

His deep, breath stealing kiss made your toes curl and your form fit perfectly with his own as he laid down with you, moving about until he laid flat on his back with you splayed out on top of him on your tummy.

On that night, he gained a new light in his life, cocooning you in his brawny grasp, nodding off together on the couch.

In this cursed world, he had been giving a new blessing.

A second chance.

Flash forward back to the present.

In your new shared apartment; finding one with help from Shiu, in a safer part of the urban setting, just a stroll away from the kids school, and with a great view of the now starry sky.

Brushing back your loose hair strands, your quiet whimper at the sensation made him smirk before kissing your forehead. “Hey.”

You yawned a bit. “Welcome home.”

“Now what's going on here?” Toji asked as he grabbed the remote to turn off the TV.

“Slumber party. Fushiguro Edition.” You mumbled, knowing his superhuman hearing could pick it up.

Toji snorted before ruffling Megumi's head gently. "Ya want to get them to bed or …?”

“Too comfy … and sleepy … to move.” You quietly whined.

“Then make room for Papa Bear, Mama Bear.”

You giggled at his gruff response, cradling Megumi as Toji carefully lifted Tsumiki out of your grasp to lay her on his chest instead of having her crushed between you both. With his veiny giant hand resting on the small of her back and his other jacked arm wrapping around your shoulders to bring you flush against his side.

Seeing Tsumiki smile and snuggle into his chest made you softly cooed to which a blushing red Toji shushed you despite his grinning face.

“Go back to sleep, you.”

You leaned in to smooch the scar on the side of his mouth. “Night Toji.” Using his shoulder as your pillow now, you easily fell back asleep.

The moonlight trickled through the gaps of the curtains, serving as the only light now. Eyeing his small family in his hold, Toji felt himself unwinding, his sleepy head plopping against yours.

He pressed a drawn out kiss to your forehead, yawning as well, welcoming a good night's rest. With all of you.

“Night … Y/n.”

[mickey-vaughan]

Jesse: It's between that and Foot Fungus... Or maybe Bob. Cause you give major 'Bob' energy. Jesse: For being, as you said, scholarly-inclined-for-the-details, you're sorely lacking in them. Jesse: They say that about everyone. Jesse: I can afford to order- I don't want to tip, that's the difference. I shouldn't have to. You go anywhere outside of the good ol' U S of A, and they'd take damn offense to it. Jesse: Why, cause you turned me in like a nark? Jesse: I notice you didn't deny it, though. Looks like you agree and as you should. Jesse:

Jesse: That's Sinclair the Dino, and that's Rex.

Hal: Is that going to be my caller ID?

Hal: Hot...

Hal: I'm not embarrassed. Food delivery drivers make the world go round.

Hal: If you can't afford to tip, you can't afford to order out.

Hal: I did. It broke the sound barrier. You'll be getting a call from the president any minute now.

Hal: Did you have that argument teed up, or do you regularly tell people how much you love dinosaurs?