Bashful Luxe Puppy Orlando (Medium And Huge)

there’s something so pure about falling asleep regressed; tucked in soft blankets, stuffie(s) in hand, feeling so tiny and cradled by pure comfort.. almost feels like nothing can hurt you when you’re like that, safe and sound and small ♡

Source ~ Bunnies By the Bay

Baby Harriet

⭐️🌛MOON BABY🌜⭐️

twinkle, twinkle little stars

asked my cat if he wanted dinner or the slop that kills him and my twin was like "he can hear you, you know?" and when I looked down at my cat he was like this

I love secondhand plushies! I love going to thrift stores and finding new friends! I love taking them home and giving them baths and brushouts! I love adopting already loved plushies from other folks' collections online! I love loving them again! I love brushing out their mats, cleaning their eyes, fixing their stuffing, and just generally bringing life back into a friend! I love bringing home plushies that have sat on shelves for years, collecting dust and finally loving them! I love saving the environment by not buying new and encouraging the production of more when we already have everything we need! I love secondhand plushies!!!

i saw that your mood board requests are open! could i pretty please have a caregiver viktor from arcane board? tysm and i hope you have a wonderful day!!!!

- 🐶🐾

Stardoug's Alpine Adventures by bookhouse boy

1, 2, 3, 4, 5

saying goodbye to your older sib going off to college … bittersweet AgeReg story

“So.. you’re not.. coming back?” You ask, watching wearily as your sibling packs their final suitcase.

“I am. Don’t worry, kid, I’ll be back on holidays. It’ll be fine. You’re brave, aren’t you?” They ruffle your hair and pinch at your cheek, trying their best to reassure but ultimately failing to soothe.

“I’m going to miss you.” You choke out, feeling the tears begin to prick at the corners of your eyes. Your sibling exhales at the sight.

They cup your face. “If you start crying, I’ll start crying. We have to be strong for each other, kiddo. Can you do that for me? Can you be strong for me?”

“Why can’t I come with you?” You ask, allowing yourself to let loose a few tears. Your sibling sighs. Fear washes over you. How can you live without them?

Laughing, they rub your cheek. “You know the answer to that question, hon. You’re way too little to come with me. They don’t have kid classes in college, not that I know of.”

You cling to them, rub your cheek against their chest. “Please visit as much as you can. You will, won’t you? Won’t you?”

Hesitating, your sibling smiles. “Of course. I’ll visit next week, tell you how things are going. You can visit me, too. Promise to come visit me?”

Your eyes light up. “I’ll visit. I promise.”

“And you can sleepover. And we can watch movies together, and hit up the diner, and go shopping… on a budget.” You both laugh at the last part.

“I’m going to miss you too, little kid. I’m gonna miss you a whole lot.” Your sibling pulls you close, a tight hug.

“you’ll always be my best friend.” you finally say, melting into them.