Umm I Need Reassurance That My Presence Is Wanted But I Cant Ask For Reassurance Because Thats Really

umm i need reassurance that my presence is wanted but i can’t ask for reassurance because that’s really Embarrassing and it wouldn’t feel genuine if i asked for it

Manifesting that ill truly internalize this one day and won’t feel the need to remind myself on it sdjfldsjhfk

see i think it is 100% normal and fine and whatever to be annoyed by other people's terrible takes on your favourite lil guys like god knows i'm a hater when it comes to people being wrong having different opinions than me, but at the end of the day you do gotta remember that this is not a moral issue and simply not that deep. like yeah yeah the horrors but also this is all made up and not real and literally fine and people smashing dolls in a way you personally don't like is nothing to start throwing sand about. in fact starting to throw sand is how you lose

they would get along i think

i hope they explode

Fiddlestan idea

Setting: the Cabbin, 80-90's. Fiddleford came back to talk it out with Stanford but he meet Stanley pretenting to be his brother instead. Fiddleford ends up staying for longer anyway and playing along. Now Stanley wants to tell him the truth

Stanley: "Fidd i gotta be honest with you..." *Raises his hand up to be visible* "I'm not Stanford... I lied to you... See? He i have five fingers, not six." *Ofc he feels supper bad and guilty*

Fiddleford: *looks at him calm as if he didn't say anything, intertwines their fingers* "I know You're not"

Stanley: "WHAT!? You knew?!" *Red and surpirised*

Fiddleford: *nodded and focused his eyes on their hands* "well of course i did. But you made me feel so well..."

Stanley: ". . ." *shoked*

Fiddleford: "You made me feel how i did feel with Stanford in collage... How i felt with May before everything went down hill..." *Looks away as he focuses on his mind with a thoughfull tone* "I came here expecting the same love from Stanford i felt so long ago... But he didn't, he was focused on his work..."

Stanley: ". . ." *confused on why he's telling him this. He should be angry at him! What is the hell this?! *

Fiddleford: *smiles and looks back at Stan* "You made me feel special, you made me feel understood and loved again... " * realises how surpised guy looks and gest flustered himself*

Stanley: *clears his throat* "I... My name is Stanley... By the way..."

Fiddleford: *laugths, they are still holding hands* "nice to meet you Stanley"

in the town. straight up "saving it" and by "it", haha, well. let's justr say. My town