[image description: stock photo of a kawaii fox-shaped squishy in a ninja costume, taken against a white background with a fake flower visible on the viewer’s left-hand side. The fox squishy is dark iron-grey with an oblong slit showing bright yellow and white around black eyes and a black nose, resembling a fox’s facial coloring visible through the eye slit in a full-body ninja costume. The fox has grey ears filled with pink, an oversized head and a rounded belly with stubby arms and legs. A red band is tied around its middle, and it holds a notched brown stick.]

Ninja Fox Squishy - eBay, $3.97 USD.

Dimensions: 13.5 x 12 cm

Item has free standard international shipping.

There’s a lot more variation of late in non-food squishies, especially for animal squishies. This ninja fox is super cute!


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Sorry Ash, but we know who the real star here is. This week was super busy with University projects and orders, so I’m couple of days late with this week’s pattern, sorry! But it’s finally time for Pikachu to make an appearance! The tail was a bit tricky to work out, so I’ve included a lot of photos and a (hopefully!) thorough description to help you out.

If you don’t crochet you can find this guy at either my Etsy.


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I Thought You Were Different: Book 5 (Part 13/?) (Avengers x reader)

Part 12

“Dad, this is ridiculous, of course it’s me,” Anthony argued vehemently, pointing at the dog.  “I think I’d know better than he would.”

Vision stood up quickly to take a position next to the boy, cutting the discussion off immediately and urgently, “perhaps it would be best if we could take the children elsewhere to discuss this?  (Y/N), if you could contact Stephen?”

“I’m already on it,” Tony interrupted, his phone tightly to his ear. He was pacing the length of the living room, chewing his nails in an attempt to keep his mind from travelling to the dark corners that it loved to find, his promise to stand between his family and any threat replaying over and over within it.  “Strange,” he answered as the line opened, “it’s Stark.  We need you out here now.”

“Ant, I know it’s you,” Steve answered his son, “I absolutely know that. But what I don’t know is what’s been happening to you guys over these past weeks, and we just want to figure it out. I think Vision has the right idea, so let’s get you three up to the conference room.”  He took a step towards Anthony, but just as before, Dodger began to growl and stepped in front of Steve protectively.  “Dodge, it’s okay.  Allie, how about if you take him outside?”

“Sure, Uncle Steve,” she agreed quickly, taking the dog’s collar in hand.  “Let’s go, boy.  I’ll explain it to you as best as I can.”

“I’m just gonna tag along,” Clint added, taking a protective stance behind his daughter as they left the room together.  It didn’t escape anyone’s attention when he took her arm and pulled her to take a wider path from the room that took her as far from Anthony’s reach as possible.

“Children, if you would join me, please,” Vision insisted again, his hand out to lead the kids away as you waited with Steve and Tony to hear what Stephen had said.  Anthony and Grant took the lead, while Brooklyn held steady at Vision’s side as they walked towards the elevator.  Wanda was close behind, but before she could reach the door, Scott stood and hurried to catch up to her, taking her arm in hand to stop her.  She was about to ask him to release her when she turned and saw the urgency in his eyes, and she couldn’t let it wait.  “Go on,” she told Vision, “I’ll join you in a moment.”

“Very well,” he nodded just as the doors closed.

“What is it, Scott?  I need to get upstairs.”

“Well…I’ve been thinking…I mean, I’ve wondered…” he stammered, shaking his head in frustration.  Wanda reached out and rested her hand on his arm gently, looking at him to watch for the change in his demeanor, releasing him when she could feel his muscles relax beneath her touch.  “Thanks,” he smiled, “that’s better.  I don’t know why I’m feeling so nervous.  It’s not being around you, don’t worry.  I don’t want you to think that you’re the reason why I’m acting all weird-“

“Scott,” she interrupted, “please focus.  I must go.”

“Right, sorry again.  Anyway, I’ve been thinking that maybe we should wait until all of this blows over. I feel like this is only going to get worse before it gets better, and I don’t want to worry about you.”

“You worry about me?” she asked quietly.  “Scott, there really is no need for you to worry.  I can take care of myself.”

Scott knew full well that Wanda was beyond capable of taking care of herself; she could take care of herself and everyone else on the team around her and make it look like it was barely a bother to do so.  But it was more than just worrying about her now; there would be another life there that would rely on her for everything.  To put herself in any situation that could be dangerous would be irresponsible, and even though he had no claim to her in any way, he felt like it was his place to remind her of that.  “Wanda, it won’t be just you once we do this.”

“Scott, you’re so sweet.  Please trust me when I say, that when that day comes that I’m given the gift of a child, there is nothing in this world…in this universe, that will stop me from protecting them with my life.”  Leaning up on her toes, she left a sweet, quick kiss on his cheek before turning back towards the lift, her smile attempting to reassure him, and a small wave trying to ease his nerves just as the door closed.  She would leave him standing there, unaware that her attempts had completely failed.

“Yeah, that’s exactly what I’m afraid of.”


With Wanda and Vision taking the kids, and with Tony on the far side of the room talking to Stephen on the phone so that you couldn’t even eavesdrop properly, it left you standing with Steve as you waited for word on what the next step would be.  You looked up to him for guidance, and for support, but rather than the comfort that you normally found there, you only saw a mixed concoction of confusion, fear, and maybe a hint of annoyance?  But at what…or who, you weren’t sure.  

“Okay, what did I do now?” you sighed with a shake of your head. You pressed your hands to your hips and held steady, hoping that you had simply read him wrong, or that your serious pose would turn him off from pursuing the problem. 

“Why didn’t you tell me that you were doing the wedding plans?”

“I didn’t think it was a big deal,” you shrugged.  “Clearly, we have much more important things to deal with here.”

“That’s what Buck said,” he answered, looking relieved.  “Then why am I the last to know that Wanda and Vision are trying to have a baby?  That seems like pretty big news to share with me, don’t you think?”

“It seems big for one of them to share with you, yes.  That’s not exactly my news, Steve.”

“You told Bucky.”

“Because he overheard me talking to her and he wouldn’t back down until I told him!” you replied, feeling yourself getting angry at his accusations.  “Steve, if you have a problem with me, then spit it out.  Please, don’t hide behind these weak attempts at picking a fight.”

“I’m not trying to pick a fight,” he countered, his tone sounding like he was apologetic, but his stance still held firm and towered over you.  “I just want to understand why you’re not telling me things.  What else is going on that I don’t know, (Y/N)?”


Steve scoffed and shook his head, crossing his arms tightly over his chest as he did when he was feeling argumentative, and when his authority was being challenged.  You had seen it so many times in your life that it actually didn’t even register with you anymore, as if you didn’t even see it.  “FRIDAY?”

“Yes, Captain?”

“What did (Y/N) bring home after her last visit with Wade Wilson?”

“Oh my god, are you serious?” you hissed, now fully angry at his insinuation.  “He gave me a pair of katana, okay?  Why in the hell is that important?”

“I didn’t know that the two of you were into gift giving.”

“I can’t have this argument with you again, Steve,” you answered quietly. Over these past weeks with the problems facing your kids, you had noticed that Steve hadn’t been immune either, his temper more volatile than ever, as displayed with his aggression towards Brooklyn in the gym not so long ago.  He had been tight-lipped and reserved with you lately, and to have him accuse you of not sharing things with him was a twisted joke.  Whatever was happening to your trio, you feared was happening to him as well.  “Listen, you’ve been under a lot of stress.  We all have.  Let’s not make this into something that it’s not, okay?  It was just a friend giving a friend who loves knives a really sharp gift. That’s all.”

It took another moment, but you could see the muscles in his shoulders relax first, then his arms, and finally his chest when he let out a long sigh, his expression softening with the understanding that you were being completely honest.  He knew that you were; he knew that with every molecule of his being, but his mind had been playing so many tricks of late that he couldn’t distinguish real from imagined anymore.  It was like his mind wasn’t his own.  “I’m sorry, doll.  I know that it was just a gift.  I don’t know why I overreacted like that…again…I’m sorry.  I’m an idiot.”

“Captain,” FRIDAY interrupted, “Vision is requiring your immediate assistance in the conference room-“ she stopped abruptly as he broke into a run up the stairwell before she could finish, with you directly behind him. Tony turned at the sudden shift and followed too, with Bucky and Sam nearly eclipsing him to get there first.

“Hey, Strange, do one of those fancy portal things and get here faster.” he snapped into the phone, closing the line as he ran up the stairs, feeling his panic build before he even knew what was actually going on.  It was a feeling that he had come to know very well, ever since he had first told you that something was coming.  He was terrified to think that whatever it was had just shown up.


After they had reached the room, Anthony, Grant, and Brooklyn took seats around the table that kept a distance between them, and Vision took immediate notice; these three were always so close, inseparable to a fault, and it struck him as out of character for there to be so much space between them.  Anthony sat in silence, clearly still shaken by the words that Allie had said, but Grant was on his phone and acting no different from what Vision could tell; at least he was acting like himself outwardly for now. Brooklyn, in contrast, was staring at him with a sharp curiosity, as if she was seeing him for the very first time, and it was unsettling to say the least.

“Uncle Vision,” she began with a soft voice, but suddenly stopped just as quickly when his eyes met hers, her expression washing away from one of inquisitiveness to one much more distant, and one that put Vision into immediate alert.  “I’ve known you my entire life, but it’s odd…I’ve never really looked at the color of the stone in your forehead.  I knew it was there, but I’ve always looked past it.  What would happen if you didn’t have it?”

“FRIDAY, the Captain, please,” he said softly, his posture stiffening as he took a step back.  The room around him felt colder, though he seemed to be the only one reacting; Anthony and Grant were going about their business as if she hadn’t said a word.  Almost as if they were being directed to not interfere.

“Would it hurt if I ripped it from your skull?”

“I…I don’t feel comfortable with this conversation-“

“Would you die?”

“Brooklyn, that is quite enough.”

“Strange has the green one,” she continued, leaning into the table to get closer, “the time stone. But he doesn’t wear it like you do. His doesn’t give him his life like yours does.  That is a shame, I suppose, but an unavoidable loss nonetheless.”

Part 14

Squirtle Amigurumi Pattern

Here’s this weeks pattern! Only a day late, I’m off to a good start haha. I always picked the fire-type starter (they’re always so cute!) so Squirtle was always my enemy, but a pretty cute enemy so you always end up liking him anyway. I wasn’t sure how I was going to do his tail, and I kept making his shell too big (it’s quite small now), but I’m pretty happy with how this one turned out!

I hope you guys like him too! If you don’t crochet yourself, you can buy this little guy at my Etsy.

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