You may call me Lamby ~
This is a sideblog, I have another sideblog for aesthetics called @lambyscorner
You can message me if you're nice and it's SFW
There may be dark or unsettling themes in this blog. SFW and N/SFW
ABOUT ME:
- Adult (20s)
- I am new to these communities
- Not looking for any sort of partner (But I would love moots and/or friends!)
- My sort of dreamer/play space 'age' is roughly 4-12, but again, I am an adult
- Trans masc nonbinary dog boy thing, he/it
- I am shy
- I am anti-censorship
- My posts are ALL FANTASY, all people/beings depicted in my posts are adults (/srs)
DNI
Minors
MAPs
Antis (for my peace of mind...)
I will block freely.
My tag for N/SFW or disturbing themes is #lampchop!!!
My tag for SFW things is #lambycuddles
If I can't tell or it's ambiguous, I won't tag as either and just use other useful tags
Enjoy your stay... UWU
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They give you tiny wings so you can flutter and hover, but not fly properly to keep you close to them.
You'll never age as long as you stay in their realm and the guards have been instructed not to let you leave
Their appearance is closer to flowers, trees and mushrooms than humans. Sometimes you can't tell which of them are fae and which are simply flora.
Your outfits are made of petals and fabric that flows like water. They're the most beautiful and comfortable clothes you've ever owned.
They call you their "little dream" and "sugarplum," while petting your hair, cooing how very pretty you are.
You get to play with the fae children, though only under adult supervision. Even as children, the fae can be tricky, it's in their nature.
Bed created from a living flower, blanket weaved from silk. Somehow they found the childhood plushie you thought you lost years ago.
They feed you only the sweetest of fae foods, to tie you to them further. Once you eat their foods, all other food will taste like ash.
You get to play with dainty teacups and pots. They too look like flowers, though the material resembles porcelain, yet it's not. Even when you fill the cups with tea, they never heat up. A special enchantment so you don't hurt yourself.
They won't let you get hurt, just let your new parents worry about everything. You can just play and frolic, like you wanted.
Storms always make me feel little.. the thunder is scary..but exciting..n the lightning is cool..n I feel sort of cozy in my bed where my stuffies can protect me.. ʚʕ •̥ ˕ ິก ʔɞ。
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(little thing about two caregivers kidnapping you)
At night, you sleep suffocated in between them, two arms draped over you, bathed in their overpowering scent. You have learned to recognise it against your will, just as you have learned to recognise the sound of his boots stepping into the hallway, coming in from the cold, or the many songs that she mindlessly hums as she cooks. You recognise, also, the moment when they are finally asleep, her breathing soft and slow behind you, his chest falling up and down in a steady rhythm. The heavy arms that hold you slacken just a touch, and you feel brave enough to move, slowly shuffling up till you can sit.
In the dark, you squint at the bedroom door. It beckons you, beckons you to move a little closer, to slip out of bed and turn the doorknob. It could be so easy - after that, only a set of stairs and one more door between you and freedom.
But something keeps you firmly rooted. You know what would happen, really. As soon as that door opened, it would trigger the alarm. They would wake, startled, and rush to your side, hands grabbing at you before you could utter a word or make it down the hall.
Please, baby, come back to bed. She would say, on her knees, teary-eyed.
Come, now. Don't upset your mama. His stern voice. Don't be silly now.
You should be in bed.
There's nothing out there.
We've waited so long to find you.
Please don't cry.
Mama and papa love you.
You quickly sink back into the bed, heart beating a little faster.
He stirs, and you hold your breath for a moment, scanning his face. His hand seems to move automatically to your shoulder and then to your face, checking you over, even half-asleep. Then, he seems to wake a little more, eyes opening.
"(Name)?" He mutters softly. "What's wrong, bub?"
You say nothing, turning your face into the pillow.
"It's alright." He says, stroking your hair. "Tell papa."
The tenderness in his voice makes you squirm. It all feels different at night, harder to ignore or dismiss when he sounds so earnest. The hand on your hair feels nice but you push it away anyway, and then bury yourself further into the bed.
He sighs, and shifts a little.
"I know you don't understand yet." He says softly. "But this is the safest you can be, the safest you've ever been."
You don't want to hear it. Stubbornly, you put your hands over your ears. You turn your head to peek at him a little, and you can see him chuckle, shoulders shaking.
After a moment, he pulls the covers up to your shoulders, and you finally close your eyes, waiting for sleep to take you.
Kiddo that always hides when they’re upset so dada builds them a closet fort they can hide in. Big enough for both of them to fit, decked out in fairy lights and toys. Sound machine that plays animals noises, books stacked up so dada can read stories to his kiddo when they’re sad. A nest like bed on the floor made of pillows and blankets, a weighted blanket to help kiddo sleep. Dada helping make a safe place feel even safer, and not so dark and scary
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You woke up slowly, heavily, and as you began to awaken you could feel how soft the bed you were lying in was.
This wasn't your bed.
Your eyes flew open as you tensed, hoping it was just a weird feeling and not the truth, but it was. You were under a thick duvet, on sheets that weren't yours, looking at light yellow walls (yours were white). You didn't know what to think, this was insanity. You sat up slowly and looked down at yourself. The bedding was cute, stars and planets on a deep blue background. Your pajamas were dark green with dinosaurs on them. You looked around the room and saw a lot of decorations, things that you had looked fondly at in stores but never bought. The bed was a bit bigger than the one you had at home, but there were side guards, intended to stop children from rolling off the bed in their sleep.
Off to the side of the room, there was a fluffy rug and open containers filled with toys for small children. Cars, legos, play food, and stuffed animals. Tears began to fill your eyes, waking up in a room that was so weirdly personalized for a version of yourself more than 10 years younger was terrifying. While you're glad your captor didn't chain you to a floor (a glimmer of hope you won't be brutalized), you were removed from everything you thought was safe. You had been kidnapped. This wasn't a nightmare, it was real.
Speaking of safe, you looked around frantically to see if your stuffed animal, Theo a weighted triceratops, was anywhere to be found. You didn't know what you would do without him, he was so special to you. He made you happy, he helped you. He was there, he had fallen onto the floor and you scooped him up, hugging him tight into your chest and sobbing into his soft body. This was too scary. You knew that if someone tried to kidnap you, you should do everything you could to not get taken to a second location: kick, scream, gouge, bite, anything. But what were you supposed to do if you were already there? You thought maybe if you just complied and gained their trust, you could escape. Maybe.
Suddenly, you heard distant footsteps growing louder as they approached your general area. Your head snapped up at the noise, instinctively looking around for a place to hide. You saw a closet door and ran into the small room, crouching down against the corner, shutting yourself into the dark room. You knew this was pretty futile, your captor would find you, but what else could you do? You curled up as small as you possibly could when you heard the door to the room open.
"Kiddo? Hm..." Maybe he would leave again. Maybe he'd go away, maybe- light flooded into the closet as the door opened. You whined and pushed your head harder into your plushie. "Oh baby, you don't have to hide, its okay..." Your captor cooed at you and crouched down to your level. His hand brushed your arm and you jerked away, finally raising your head to glare at him. "I know you're scared bub, but I'm not gonna hurt you. Are you hungry? I made you breakfast."
You looked at the gap between him and the wall and lunged for it, running past him only because he let you. But before you could open the door to your room, he grabbed you and lifted you off the ground. Jesus! How fucking strong was this guy to just pick you up like it was nothing ? You let out a little yelp and “No! Let go!” Before being carried back to your bed. Your captor sat on the covers and placed you onto his lap. Wrapped his arms around both of yours and your chest, holding you tight against him while shushing you, like you were a baby. “I know bub, it’s okay, shhh. You’re safe.”
You hyperventilated a bit as you panicked, but then you remembered, oh right, comply. Then maybe you’ll gain enough trust to escape. So you tensely tried to calm yourself, not struggling against his hold. “That’s it, just breathe. Sh sh shh…” he spoke softly into your hair and gave you a kiss there. This was so weird. You wanted to go home so bad. But eventually you seemed to calm enough for him to begin speaking to you.
“Can you look at me, kiddo?” You did so. You hadn’t really looked at him until now, but he was fairly attractive, normal looking you supposed. He had slightly long wavy black hair, dark eyes, stubble, and was muscular in a soft way. He was also much taller than you, you were eye level while sitting on his lap. Not fair.
“Good boy, thank you for listening,” hmm. “I know you’re scared, but there’s nothing to be afraid of. I’m gonna make sure you’re all safe now, okay?” You could feel the tears return to your eyes. Sure it sounded nice, but you knew it was too good to be true. He kidnapped you for fucks sake, there was a catch. “…why did you kidnap me? It’s mean. I like my home, wanna go home,” you said softly. You didn’t want him to get mad at you, but this was just so much.
“I know baby, but you’re home now. Your last home, last life, wasn’t good for you. You remember how stressed you were? It made Papa really sad to see you so stressed and upset all the time. But you don’t have to worry about that anymore, Papa will take care of all those pesky grown up things, you can just worry about feeling happy, m’kay bubba?” He jostled his knee as he ended. You stared at him with wide eyes and furrowed brows. What the fuck. Papa? Are we serious? What. The. Fuck. He’s acting like I’m his kid. Holy shit he wants me to be his kid. What is happening…
You’re guessing you took too long to respond because suddenly you were in the air again as he picked you up. “Let’s go eat breakfast now, kiddo. You must be hungry after that good sleep, huh?” You clutched his shirt without much thought, being picked up was weird and you didn’t want to fall. He smiled at you and squeezed you closer. “Such a sweet boy~” he cooed.
You hoped he was a good cook at least. You were kinda hungry…
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