#sprout keychain.......

[intotheelliwoods]

what are your price plans for the keychains..... looking up at you with my big autistic eyes

Currently its looking to be in the $20-25 range!

Though reminder there would not just be a keychain, also a sticker sheet and 2 buttons! (maybe 3...)

[improved-twink]

strabby ball !!

get it here !

[glimmerkey]

Bean Sprouts Vintage 4” Tommy Turtle Plush Keychain

[amazing-captain-castiel]

*RUNS IN* HELLO HELLO HELLO I HAVE SOMETHING VERY IMPORTANT TO SHARE -- POPTART AND STICKERS ARRIVED TODAY!!!! The whole package is incredible and I've been looking forward to it all week!! Ell even drew a Leo and added my name on the back 🥺 my insides are in a happy puddle of tears and I keep happily wiggling and flailing. Thank you so much to the incredible @intotheelliwoods!! Now it's picture time!!

[bones-sprouts]

WHERE IS YOUR RAGE!!!! WHERE IS YOUR RAGE!!!!!!!!!

[cryotters]

close your eyes... [coming soon]

[ebonytails]

Genuinely to whoever stole our phone I hope karma hits you swiftly.

[dourpeep]

Peep peep !! happy new year !! How have u been 😋

Koiiiiiiiiiiii happy new year! May this one be blessed and bright nodnod

I have been sick (again) kjsns but apart from that, I did visit family over the holidays which was nice! It does make me miss living with my Aham though, as much as I don't like bigger cities. Anywayy

What about you? How have you been?

[timiddot]

the characters i find myself most Endeared to and crazy about are edelgard von hresvelg and doctor franken stein . something sick in my head maybe

[inoreuct]

punkflower where hobie likes to crochet in his spare time bcs it keeps his hands busy; he does it while he’s daydreaming and it’s great! it’s fun! it’s relaxing!

the problem is that he can’t stop making things related to miles.

he picks up his hook and when he looks down again he’s made a little crochet spider in red and black. he doesn’t even remember reaching for the colours.

he tries again a few days later and by the time he realises he’s daydreaming about miles’s face and miles’s hair and miles’s smile, he’s already nearly done with a loose-knit navy cardigan. he ties it off temporarily and tries it even though he already has a feeling it won’t fit properly, and he’s right.

it’s too short on him.

because he’d subconsciously made it to miles’s measurements that he’d eyeballed.

fuck.

he finishes it anyway, passes it to miles all nonchalant just to get it off his hands and off his mind but the next time they hang out miles is wearing it and hobie has to stand in the corner with his mouth shut before he puts his foot in it, because the cardigan fits perfectly and if he talks he’s absolutely going to embarrass himself. miles is laughing with his head thrown back and hobie desperately wants to kiss him.

but obviously he can’t, so he crochets more instead and it gets even worse. he’s burning through his red and blue yarn like paper; he’s made headphone accessories, keychains, beanies, a whole collection of loose-knit tops bcs he can’t get the image of miles wearing the first one out of his head.

it’s ridiculous and he drives himself up the wall with it, but he gives them to miles anyway and says they’re just practice pieces until gwen and pav ambush him in his flat and yell at him to finally fucking confess or they’ll do it for him, bcs miles is decked out in swag knitwear and they keep getting stopped on the street by strangers asking where he gets his clothes and you know what he says?

he says they’re just his friend’s test pieces. with a sad little smile.

and hobie can’t stand it anymore, because he practically CUSTOM-MADE everything, test pieces his ass. he opens a portal right to miles’s room and his heart squeezes when he sees that miles is in one of the sweaters he made, cream-coloured with a maroon star on the front, a little green knitted sprout tied to his headphones on top of his head.

miles slams his sketchbook shut, blushing like he’s been caught, and hobie walks right up to him and says, “they weren’t practice pieces.”

miles blinks at him, still clearly flustered. “o…kay?”

he soldiers on. “i made them for ya. with you in mind. by accident.” see? he opens his mouth and puts his bloody foot in it IMMEDIATELY. he fumbles to do some damage control but miles is smiling crookedly, pulling his headphones off.

“you handmade me enough things to fill half my closet… by accident.”

“yeah.”

hobie has to force himself to breathe because miles is standing up and then they’re kissing and every damn thought gets wiped clean out of his brain.

“was that by accident too?” miles asks, close enough that hobie can smell the cocoa butter he uses on his skin, something warm tucked beneath his wry smirk and hobie wants to kiss it off his damn mouth, so he does.

(afterwards, they tumble down to dinner grinning like fools. miles’s parents don’t question, and they miss gwen and pav fist-bumping just outside the window.)

[intotheelliwoods]

Pre-orders have arrived! <- Come get your boy!

Closing the listing on late Sunday the 19th! Shipping should start no later than December 21st, assuming theres no overseas shipping delays, and assuming they keychains dont get lost to transit hell!

[intotheelliwoods]

I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEM

@intotheelliwoods I made you a thing and the internet must know! Look at your sons in fuzz form!

[i-luvsang]

crocheting headcanons + miyawaki sakura

pairing : sakura x gn!reader ➖⟢ genres : fluff !!! ➖⟢ cw : kissing, not editied ➖⟢ wc : 0.3K

⟢ sakura is such a giver <33

⟢ the moment she feels confident in her crocheting skills, she’s making cute little things for you non-stop!!

⟢ the first thing she gifts you is a matching sprout attatchment for your headphones; she always looks adorable with hers as she plays video games

⟢ she always get’s so so so excited any time she sees you wearing or using something she made for you

⟢ the crochet top you’re wearing, the cute flower keychain on your bag, and the sprout on your headphones are all little markers of the fact that you’re hers

⟢ and she just feels so grateful and loved when you support her craft, wearing it and promoting it to all of your friends

⟢ she kisses you a lot when you wear things she’s made, it makes her go a little crazy with love actually

⟢ she also really enjoys the challenge/thought process behind carefully curating any clothes she makes for you to fit your personal style and it makes her extra proud to see you wear it and have it fit you and your vibe so well

⟢ she’s all grins when you gift her pretty yarns and immediately begins thinking of something she could make for you with it

⟢ if you’re interested, she would be so so beyond happy to teach you how to crochet

⟢ that means she can wrap her hands around yours to correct your movements, or sit in sweet silence while both of you crochet, all comfy and content in her warm bed

⟢ she wears anything you make so proudly, to the extent that the other members send her lovingly annoyed looks everytime she mentions that you made it

⟢ basically she’s in love with you and loves everything about you, especially when you’re so sweet and invested in something else she loves <33

[kapestoso]

cosmo + sprout keychains

[obsessedwithspiderman2099]

Wisteria

Part one

Pairing: fem!reader x Miguel O’Hara

Word Count: 1,068

Synopsis: You find trouble walking home one night…

Authors note: My first fic!! I’ve been thinking about this idea for a minute, hope you like it!!

Your eyes stared at the clock, what seemed like just five minutes felt like an eternity before the time was finally ten, and you could go home. You sigh, the familiar mixed feelings of both exhaustion and relief sinking in. After ten minutes of closing up shop and an extra five politely telling the regular sitting in the corner to go home and read her book there, you’re finally ready.

Pulling out your keychain and locking up the front door, you turned to face the dark Brooklyn streets.

“Oh come on, you know I won’t bother you .” “You can come back tomorrow.”

You smile, kindly ushering the older woman to her car, the small green hover car with a ‘worlds best grandma’ sticker in the back parked just outside of the bookstore. “Dear, you already know I will.”

She smiled, pulling her car keys out of her purse. She paused to look up at the night sky. The old woman uttered a sigh filled with disappointment.

“You know, the stars here used to be so much brighter.”

You take a glance upwards, noticing the mixture of gray clouds and smog covering it. “Yeah I bet-“ “Just about fifty years ago, bright beautiful stars always seemed to take up all the place at night.” She recalled, about to start another ramble about her past. Normally you would smile and listen, but something about today drained all of your energy.

You could always make some time for Darla though.

“Why, that was when Dan and I went to the Bahamas! Oh, what a beautiful place.. just filled with palm trees and the warm sand and..well, before all those holograms and obnoxious electronics were around. When we could still see the flowers that were once here…”

You could faintly remember the purple flowers that used to be around. Although by the time you were born, most of them had already disappeared and hidden beneath the concrete and machinery that surrounded this world. Every now and then you would still see a tiny sprout peeking from a crack in the sidewalk. A tiny burst of purple. As if a reminder that life and hope were still present.

She began to mutter, only pieces of her memories still in her mind. As if a sign of her age.

“Yeah that does sound beautiful…. Well anyways, I should get going.”

Darla remembering the time, “Oh, yes! I’m sorry, it completely slipped my mind!” She chuckled, her eyes wrinkling at the corners.

“Don’t even worry about it, I always enjoy your stories.” That was true, every time she reminisced about a memory from long ago you were always curious to know the full story. Although lately her tales have become more confusing and not always making sense.

“I’ll be in my way now, you’re not walking again are you?” Darla frowned, already knowing the answer. “I’ll be ok, don’t worry about me..” You say, trying to reassure her. “It’s only ten minutes.” “Alright then, you get going. Stay safe Dear.” “You too Darla, Good night.”

Only ten minutes.

Not at all what it felt like. You walked down the concrete sidewalks of Brooklyn, steps illuminated by the old street lights that sometimes worked. Tonight seemed to be a lucky one. You checked your phone. The time, 10:27 pm.

As if in cue, a reminder popped up to call your mom. You grumbled, “I’ll do it tomorrow….” You muttered, continuing your walk back to your small cozy apartment. Just the thought of getting to snuggle up in the warm blankets of your bed quickened your pace.

Suddenly, you heard a noise coming from the alley that was coming up on your way. You stop. Oh hell no. Turning to cross the street, something bright and colorful abruptly crossed the corner of your peripheral vision.

“What the…”

looking back, you catch something stumbling slightly out of the alley, shaking with hundreds of colors and shapes taking its form. Your eyes widened, both confusion and fear splayed your face. Taking a step back from the thing, it finally turned back into whatever the original form of it was. Thick green scales covered its huge and reptile body, and piercing yellow eyes met yours. A terrified gasp fills your throat.

What the shock was this???

The huge lizard-like thing hissed, and began charging straight for you. You try booking it. Of course the tight flared green pants you chose to wear for today were impossible to run in, and while making the mistake of looking back at the monster while running, you trip. One of the many potholes that the mayor promised they would fill was still existing, and caught your foot.

You face plant into the street, and accidentally manage to cut your cheek on the loose gravel. A groan escapes your mouth, quickly replaced by a small yelp when you look back and see the scaly thing stop right in front of you. Standing on its front legs, the reptile-man-thingy looks like it’s about to pounce.

You freeze. Every thought and movement in you is replaced by fear. It lets out another hiss, and you squeeze your eyes shut while trying to brace yourself for the pain and immediate death that will follow. However, nothing happens. Hesitantly opening your eyes, you spot…..Spider-Man?

Something’s off though. The usual green suit peppered with pink details is replaced with dark blues and reds. Not to mention the body. Standing at 6’9, this mysterious person was a giant compared to the usual hero protecting your city.

Frozen in both confusion and still fear, you can only watch as the spider person grabs the lizard's tail and delivers a clean punch to the back of its neck. This apparently makes it go limp, and whoever this guy is immediately starts tying him up with what seem to be webs. “Lyla.” The almost Spider-Man calls out, and a small yellow woman pops up on his shoulder. “Already scanned! No disruptions in the cannon!” She said.

Watching all of this happening sprouts even more confusion in your brain. Who the hell was this guy??? And where did that woman even come from??? You stand up, slowly as to try making a weak attempt not to get spotted. This of course doesn’t work, and the spider guy turns his head towards you. The small yellow woman, or ‘Lyla’ disappeared, leaving the two of us. (Well, not including the tied up green godzilla wannabe) After what seemed like an eternity of just staring at each other, you finally spoke up.

“Who are you..”

AAAAAA thank you so much for reading!!! Part two is out now!

[artfight]

It appears the "Sprout Fight '24" and (new) "Supporter Keychain 2024" achievement images may be broken.

Unsure if it's a specific user problem OR general site issue, These are the only 2 that show up broken (for me at least) out of the 22 I have.

Didn't know what the best place to send this was since I'm not sure which site mods could look into it, hope its not a bother!!

We're aware of this issue and trying to solve it - it's due to how the achievements were set up. Thank you for bringing it up!