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Dw guys the random cold spots in the Manor is just Thomas and Martha hugging their grandkids
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Forget Sonic creepypastas
Here's a Sonic comfypasta
I had the urge to make them after seeing a comment about comfypastas on a Kindness Luigi YouTube video.
Thus, Luvvic was born. Yippee!
I might write a story involving them later, but I'm not sure if I'll use them for anything else.
My sleep really ought to improve, now that I have these bestest™ bois watching over it 😅
Is there anything better than having a cat sleeping at the foot of your bed, and you try to get in bed quietly but the cat wakes up and you make eye contact. Then soon after you tuck yourself in the cat gets up and walks up to within arms reach so you can pet it
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a moment
you are sixteen, but things are better than they've been.
your cat is sleeping on your back, purring, as you scroll through your phone. no one is texting you, but that's okay. they're not online right now.
the song on your playlist changes. you didn't know this song was still on here — you added it for your parent, and you meant to take it off. but you let it play, let yourself remember dancing around as a child to this song, remember how sweet the fruit tasted and how hard you laughed.
you reach behind yourself to pet your cat. you drop your phone, but your headphones stay in and nothing breaks. you reach out to pick it up, but you close your eyes. you could fall asleep, here, even though the song is upbeat. this its own kind of peace.
Summer is warm, golden sunlight filtering through green leaves. Summer is melted ice cream dripping onto your hand, and a laugh escaping you as you realize what a mess you’ve made. Summer is laying in the respite of cool grass to ward off the day’s hazy heat. Summer is nice.
My hands are soft and delicate. They were not made to do hard work. They were made to pet cats and wipe away tears, to hold hands and rub backs, to braid hair and adjust glasses. Made to turn pages, straighten blankets, and mime hearts. My hands are soft and delicate, gentle and kind. They were not made for this
