Your Stuffed Animals - hurr durr im a big grown-up i don’t have stuffed animals that’s for babies hurr durr

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You still have them. Your stuffed animals from when you were little, who kept you company and made you feel safe as a small child in a big world. Maybe you occasionally buy new ones to add to your collection. Or maybe you threw them all in the dumpster for the raccoons to tear apart like a fucking sociopath. Tell us about them!

My nearest and dearest stuffed friend is a Build-A-Bear poodle, creatively named Poodle. She looks pretty raggedy nowadays after my cunty dachshund ripped one of her eyes and a bunch of her stuffing out, but she’s all stitched up and her heart (for those of you who don’t know Build-A-Bear used to let you make a wish on a small fabric heart and insert it into the doll before it got stuffed) is still in tact. Ngl she’s kind of an eyesore so I tend to keep her buried under my mountain of other plushies but whenever I feel inconsolably anxious, hugging her makes me feel miles better.

I also have a bunch of cartoon-related plushies that I won in crane games while I was on study abroad. It was a pain shipping them home but by golly they made it and now they’re living it up in style.

The most recent one is a stuffed crab that I got for Christmas since I’ve been coaching swim, and one of my favorite sea creatures is crabs (even though they don’t swim per se.) His name is Crab. As I spend more time thinking about it, I’m starting to realize that I’m not great with naming stuffed animals.

Go ahead, share your stuffed family here. Or rate me autistic and turn your back on the only friends who have never left you.
 
Donated practically all my stuff when I moved out at 19. I regret donating the build a bear I made when I was ten sometimes.

Still have my two teddy bears from when I was a kid out of sentimentality. Used to keep them packed away but they sit with the fiance's stuff animials in the bedroom corner now.
 
I have a hedgehog, kinda like this one.

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I have Doggie. He is a pound puppy. He was my mother's before mine. He was always my favorite. He was my mother's favorite also and any time his seams would come open she would diligently stitch them back together for me. I have fond memories of hanging out with Doggie in elementary school while he would drive around the yellow '34 ford he got from Granny. The '34 ford is pretty rough now, but it hangs in my shop and Doggie stays in the top of one of my tool boxes.
 
I still have all of my plushies my husband gave me as gifts for my birthday and Valentines day, there is a junimo from Stardew Valley, a pink dragon, a plush Cthulhu, a few plush microbes, a shiny magikarp, a quagsire, a Dragon Quest slime and that is off the top of my head.

It got to a point where I had so many of them that I started to run out of places to put them. Nowadays he gets me stuff that is a little more functional.

As for childhood stuffed animals, I really liked this blue Hawaiian print bear I named Bluey. I also had this really soft bunny I named Honey. Then of course there is all of my Pokemon plushies I won at carnivals, the ones I remember are clefairy, poliwhirl, squirtle, and bulbasaur. My brother had a lot more though cause he was better at those games than me. I later learned that a lot of them were actually a kind of pokemon plushie called Mirage Pokemon plushies which are these knockoff Pokemon plushies of 1st and 2nd generation pokemon that were given at carnivals and flea markets and stuff around the height of Pokemania. For a lot of pokemon, they were the only plushies of them made for a long while, though a lot of them were kind of... off, yet had sort of a charm to them in a way.

Nowadays, these mirage pokemon plushies are huge among collectors and go for lots on ebay. I regret not keeping them...
 
I used to go to thrift stores every week for years on end, and in that time I picked up several plush toys that were interesting to me which I now have displayed on a shelf. I also have a few old ones, like a toy I won from a claw machine at a pizza joint when I was around 10 years old.

I bet it's no surprise I picked up many interesting giraffe stuffed animals over the years... have a good 10 or so with some interesting quirk - weird colors, voice boxes that play music, etc.
 
I still have all of my plushies my husband gave me as gifts for my birthday and Valentines day, there is a junimo from Stardew Valley, a pink dragon, a plush Cthulhu, a few plush microbes, a shiny magikarp, a quagsire, a Dragon Quest slime and that is off the top of my head.

It got to a point where I had so many of them that I started to run out of places to put them. Nowadays he gets me stuff that is a little more functional.

As for childhood stuffed animals, I really liked this blue Hawaiian print bear I named Bluey. I also had this really soft bunny I named Honey. Then of course there is all of my Pokemon plushies I won at carnivals, the ones I remember are clefairy, poliwhirl, squirtle, and bulbasaur. My brother had a lot more though cause he was better at those games than me. I later learned that a lot of them were actually a kind of pokemon plushie called Mirage Pokemon plushies which are these knockoff Pokemon plushies of 1st and 2nd generation pokemon that were given at carnivals and flea markets and stuff around the height of Pokemania. For a lot of pokemon, they were the only plushies of them made for a long while, though a lot of them were kind of... off, yet had sort of a charm to them in a way.

Nowadays, these mirage pokemon plushies are huge among collectors and go for lots on ebay. I regret not keeping them...
Where did you get a Junimo plush?? I want.

eta: should have clarified, where did your husband get it?
 
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I still have my teddy bear, Bea, from literally since I was a newborn, and I can barely sleep without her (to the point I had to borrow one of my boyfriend's anime plushies when I stayed at his place). The body's not her original body, though, I loved and abused this doll so much (since I took her everywhere) her head fell off too many times to where Mom sewed it onto the body of a rabbit. According to her, I noticed there was something different about my teddy bear, but when I pointed it out to Mom that she was "taller", she told me "Bea grew", and I accepted it as fact. She wears a Zaft Creations doll outfit I had put her in, and sometime in middle school, I tied an orange and then a pink ribbon around her neck to see if that'd help keep her head on, and to this day, it's still there. I do wash her, but I have to stuff her in a pillowcase out of paranoia she'll fall apart (and also to keep her nose/eyes from chipping further).

I also have a little lamb doll I was allowed to take with me the last time I saw my great-grandmother. Has a blue white-polka-dot bow on it. I could never find a name that would stick for it, though, and I also sleep with it.

There's other stuffed animals in my closet including a Build-A-Bear (a cat) I got when my friend had her birthday party there. For years they were all piled up at the foot of my bed, but about ten years ago, I threw them up on the top shelf in my closet. I may-or-may-not take them with me whenever I move out, still thinking about it even though I think it'd be nice to keep them for a future baby. The only one that's not in the closet is a penguin plush I rescued from the church lost-and-found years ago, it's on my dresser.

And practically decorated everywhere in my room are Pokémon plushies, mainly the Sitting Cuties dolls with a couple others including life-sized Mew and Detective Pikachu plushies. There's also two Digimon plushies, a Gatomon and Wizardmon, and a Totoro I rescued got from Barnes & Noble. What can I say, guess I like plushies.
 
I had two and gave them to someone who seemed to care about them more than I could ever again.

I have one that is not mine and needs to be returned.

I have some others that require batteries and have lived in a plastic bin in the garage for awhile.

I don’t like plushes.

Touching plastic fur feels like sandpaper gouging tiny grooves into my raw nervous system.
 
I'm trying to rebuild the stuffed animal collection I had as a child (that my parents threw away 'cause they're dicks) so that my future children already have soft things to play with.

I'm particularly fond of the classic Beanie Babies. "Vegas the Zebra" was my all-time favorite. I've had it replaced, but I'm very sad that my original torn up, beat up one is missing. It likely got thrown away during the purging of my childhood.

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Somewhere in my parents house, which disappeared one day a while back but I know it's still in there SOMEWHERE, is my bunny doll my great grandma made for me when I was born.

It has a music box in it that plays this:


I'm still searching. I'm hoping my nieces and nephews didn't rip it apart (they were not well raised) and no ones had the heart to tell me yet.
 
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