Because I did. They had names, and relationships, and I played favorites... They were sometimes more valuable friends than anyone I knew. Got rid of them when I started worrying what people would think of me (sigh). :dry: One of my favorites was a stuffed rabbit I called RoboBunny - I'm quite keen on RoboCop - and I always felt better seeing him. Wonder where he is now. Sigh. :icon_sad: I would like to hear your stuffed animal anecdotes please. And make them adorable.
I still do and i still make sure they are comfortable, and the teddy i use i put them to sleep in my bed with their head on the pillow and blanket over them and everything <3 I cant sleep without the one ^.^
Hell to the fuck yeah. I'm going to type up a shit ton of text. Spoiler Pearl > She was my tiger swallow-tail butterfly. She was shy, but friendly, and she loved acrobatics. I don't know where she is now. Unicorn > Original name, I know. And I never really assigned them a gender. They're pretty big, though - and fluffy. And so, so old. Seriously. One-Eye > Okay, so he had a different name, but I can't remember it. One of his green eyes fell out, so that's where the new name came from. I got him from some aquarium thing. He's grumpy as fuck. And he's orange. Scotty > He's my Build-a-Bear timber wolf. He's a playful and curious little twerp. Goldstrike > She's a hooded warbler. When I first got her, I didn't really know the differences between male and female hooded warblers, so I just gendered her as a girl. And even after I realized that she had the male pattern, she's still my feisty little girl. Uncle Perry > Wild party animal of a pheasant. He always dies within every roleplaying story he's in. Sort of like Kenny from South Park. Dakota > He's a quiet, reserved wood thrush - also the voice of reason when his family of ten different species of birds has a squabble. Cole > Dull-witted, but always eager to lend a hand. He's a mourning dove, and he's quite big (not physically, just a imagined trait). Hubble > He's the really mean mockingbird that doesn't really feel any remorse when he "accidentally" hits you with his wing. Sierra > She's the self-righteous, empathetic great blue heron. She gets appalled at anything rude, and she likes to stay clean. Archie > The typical strong and silent type. He's a rooster. Martin > He's the mallard duck that lets me cry on his back everything I feel sad. I'm sure my snot is in his feathers. Oops. Sorry, not sorry. Haru > Blue owl. He likes to wear eyeliner and spends a lot of time grooming, but he's pretty cool and friendly. Cricket > An annoying grey and white kitten. She's extremely nosy and gets into trouble all the goddamn time. Florida > She's a Barbie with her hair tied up in a ponytail. She's stuck up, but nice and kind when you get to know her. Also, she has big feet. Are there others? Probably. But I can't remember them right now.
One of my main teddy bears had all different colored limbs. I called her Rainbow. I brought her everywhere when I was little. I was, and still am, extremely antisocial, introverted, and shy, so this stuffed animal was my best friend, my cuddling object, and the thing I slept with when I was little. She was my favorite stuffed animal; I loved teddy bears. When I was six, my family went on this cruise around Africa and southern Asia. I brought Rainbow every time I went anywhere on the cruise ship and off the cruise ship, when we actually visited the countries. She earned the reputation from my family of the "traveling bear." I still have her, but she's down in the basement somewhere. I used to collect all sorts of other stuffed animals, from everywhere I went, but I soon had so many I didn't know what to do with them all. So I eventually taught myself to resist the urge whenever I saw a cute stuffed animal I wanted to buy. Seriously, though... Forget the human-looking toys: the porcelain dolls, the plastic Barbie dolls, the Polly Pockets, or any action figures. Stuffed animals are the way to go.
Yesssssss. I collected Beanie Baby dogs. I knew that something was different about me when I was sooooo eager to buy them at the store :lol:.
Yes... At one time, I had about 200. Favorites were Lily the tiger (a giant, almost life size bangle tiger), stuffed Pokemon, Larry the lion, and Thomas Coyote (a souvenir from a popular casino in town). They all served as the cast of a television show I liked to stage in my room, occasionally dragging my brother along to fill in for villain of the week.
I also had a fluffy sheep called Fluffs which i thought it would be funny to put through the washing machine, she exploded everywhere :'c
Had a big teddy that had it's fur messed up in the dryer and parents wanted to throw it away. No! It doesn't matter how scratchy he is, I love him forever! Stupid parents. :tantrum:
I still have all my stuffed animals. Most of them are in a bag in the garage somewhere, but the really special ones are still in my room, including my Ty stuffed cat that I've had since I was 2. That one still sits on a shelf in my room I slept with that cat in my bed as a teen even :icon_redf
Yes! I still have a Paddington Bear that I got from my parents when I was born. His name is Bibi 'cause obviously I couldn't say "Paddington" when I was younger, lol. Can't remember what we did with all the other stuffed animals I used to have...
What do you mean as a kid? I had an entire stack of stuffed animals on my bed until my mom packed them all away. Now I just have Leia, a white tiger that I've had since fourth grade. I even take her to college with me. Back before Leia, the first stuffed animal I remember having was a platypus by the name of Platy (I was unimaginative when it came to names as a child). I've been trying to find him for about ten years now because I don't actually remember what happened to him.
I had way too many, and ALL of them had to sleep in my bed with me every night because I was afraid that if I left any out, they'd get mad and attack me. It was a very tight fit.
I had quite the collection when I was a kid. I still have some displayed in my bedroom and have had to make a "rule" for myself not to get more. I kind of use the excuse that I like to make stuffed animals sometimes so that makes it more "ok" at my age to collect them :lol:. I haven't made any in quite awhile, though I have an Owlcat, an Andrewsarchus, and a Leptictidium that I created myself among the small group of other plushies that were store bought or gifts.
I had so many! they didn't fit on my bed so I even made a rota so they all got a turn so no-one got left out! Mostly beanie babies Only a select 3 made it to university with me.
You can't let any of your best friends feel neglected. Unless they've done something to raise your ire... Nah impossible. :lol: