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purrency​:

Valerie looked up at the absolute downpour happening outside the eave of her shop. Ears were pinned back and a glower was given to Brian. “You aren’t covered in fur, Brian.”

Granted, this was the most energetic Valerie had ever seen Brian. An active zombie that wasn’t out for flesh was something different. Her arms crossed over her chest, claws digging into her fur. Valerie wasn’t a fan of water, sure, but she wasn’t afraid of water.

“I like being wet on my terms, champ.” She grumbled, staring upwards and snarling at a bold drop of water to assault her nose.

Looking back at Brian, he seemed entirely thrilled with the weather. It was weird. Not unwelcome, but definitely strange. There was a moment of quiet between them, enough of the rain making any ASMR junkie jealous. An ear flicked, looking at the zombie with a stern stare.

“You aren’t gonna stop until I get out from under here, are ya?”

“You’re right, but I could get all swollen and bloated n’ stuff, but I’m still enjoying it.” Brian remarks with a smile on his face, opening his mouth as to catch some drops of water in his mouth (mostly a futile act considering most of it falls off the hole of his cheek.). Brian just loves rainy days, they were always so chill, whether by standing down the rain listening to the drops fall, or just staying in having some chocolate and vibing with some music.

Brian kept annoyingly beckoning the girl to join him, truth to be told, the zombie boy didn’t know the cat lady very well, they never spoke much aside from buying stuff from her to raise his chances at scoring. But hey, this could be a chance at bonding and stuff, Brian could use some friends.

“Yep.” 

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biteyourcrush·:

Vicky was going full-blown, knees tucked in and slumped shoulders sad-girl before Brian spoke up again. There was a full moment of silent processing as Vicky looked up at the taller guy, before a small, snorting laugh escaped her- quiet at first, as she did her best to hold them back- before burying her face in Brian’s jacket, the muffled laughter shaking her whole body.

Thankfully the both of them were soaked, so if Vicky also let out a couple tears then that was fine.

“Sorry! Sorry- gosh, yeah I was being a bit of a bummer, huh? I just-” She pulled away, wiping at her eyes before leaning against him in a much more relaxed way, “I’ve just been… dealing with some stuff, and I guess it got to me a bit more than I thought- I’m fine! I’m fine, thanks Bri.”

Clumsy or no, it certainly worked- Vicky was smiling once more, huddled next to one of her best friends. Sometimes you just gotta give the old emotional pressure-release valve a quick turn to set your head back on straight, and Brian certainly was the maintenance man for the job.

Brian’s smile got more relaxed as he saw the girl laughing and leaning into him, almost relieved that his attempt to cheer her up didn’t led to an awkward situation. But honestly, Vicky were always so happy-go-lucky it wasn’t a challenge to make her happy, one of the things he really appreciate about her, and is a bit envious of, since Brian isn’t nearly as energetic. 

The zombie boy rested his cheek on top of her head as he looked up, thinking about Vicky had just said, the male had no idea that she was going through a rough time. Brian would try to talk about it, but he’s not exactly the ‘good with words’ type, that usually falls upon Amira or Vicky herself. Brian is more of the chill guy who makes people around him more relaxed. “Tough days, huh? I gotcha. But hey, we’re a team, right? The Undeadies, through thick and thin and stuff...” Brian spoke, trying to be as supportive as he could, even willing to lend an ear if needed, though he might not know what to say. “So um... y’know, need to talk about stuff, my ears are still attached.”

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royalreef·:

      “Brian.” Not exactly the warmest welcome from the Merprincess, but… Not the harshest either. It was unpleasantly middling, tempting neither extremes, polite yet indifferent. The most he got out of her was her swishing her tail to the side, curving around to her side oppositemost Brian. Definitely standoffish, but… This was Miranda. As far as her grudges went, this wasn’t the worst.

                                     “So it has. And what have you been doing?”

“Sleeping underground mostly, really cozy.” Brian shrugged, his hands inside his pockets as he threw the girl a somewhat sleepy look, the zombie boy was still aware of the girl’s grudge toward him, but at least it seemed to have lessened over time, although there was still a silent tension between them, though nothing that would end up with his head chopped off. “By the way, are we still highschoolers? I lose track of time during my ‘ground-naps’, so I’m not quite sure what day it is, or... year... or decade...” 

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Brian isn’t great at expressing his emotions openly and much less in a more emotional environment, but nevertheless, he deeply care for his friends, so whenever one of them feels down, he tries to cheer them up in his own awkward, clumsy way.

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Brian sat down next to the stitched girl, his arms resting onto his knees as he heard the girl talk about not being able to find a volcano. She did have a point, there’s no way they would be able to find a Volcano at this time. “Good point, it’s like what, 5 PM? No way we could find one now.”

Suddenly the conversation took a turn for the gloomier as he heard the girl putting herself down, noticing the small looks she gave her frienda around the campfire. Suddenly, Brian’s expression went from tired to surprised, eyebrows raised as he did a double take toward Vicky. 

“Oh man, I’m so sorry, I’ve mistook you for someone else!” Brian spoke, feigning surprise in his voice. “Have you seen my friend Vicky? She’s gray blue-ish, got a strand of white hair, really fun, likes my other friend Amira... She’s the type of girl who would never give up and put herself down, because she deals with issues head-on, that’s one of the many reasons I hang out with her.”

Brian opened a small mocking smile on the unchewed side of his face, eyes half closed, this was a clumsy attempt to cheer the girl up, but hopefully she got the message. 

@brainsorwhatever​ is doing his best, okay?

Vicky grimaced, giving Brian a look ™.

“I… most certainly am not. Although… I could probably figure out a lava-proofing spell to try that with.”

She hummed, tapping her chin as she took the shoe proffered by her favorite zomboy, taking a seat on the grass as she got rid of her socks. No point in making the walk back to the campfire more uncomfortable than it had to be.

“UGH but where am I going to find a volcano at this time of day? At this time of year? Localized entirely near Camp Spooky? Let’s face it, Brian.”

Vicky let out a sad sigh, looking back over to the camp where the rest of their friends were. Drinking, laughing, having fun dancing around the fire- so… alive.

“I just… don’t have what it takes.”

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@biteyourcrush​​:

"I think my socks are soaked..." Sadly mumbled by one Victoria Galatea Schmidt

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“Toldja that doing that reverse skinny-dip was a bad idea.” Brian handed the girl the show she lost near the lake, only to then take his head off, take a feel slaps on his temple so that the water pours out of his cranium. Promptly putting his head back to his neck. “If you want to impress Amira, you need to go all the way with it. Full reverse, like jumping into lava instead of water, you’re fireproof, right?”

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@purrency​​

❝ Why are you standing in the rain? ❞

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“Why not? It feels great!” Brian gaze up, closing his eyes as he felt the small droplets of water falling onto his face. As a drying, decaying corpse, humidity was sorely lacking in his body, aside from the gross decomposing parts, so standing in the rain was like drinking a nice cold beverage, only for his entire body. It was like one of the few ways that the zombie could actually get some high as a zombie.

Brian beckons the cat girl, a relaxed smile upon his face. “C’mon! Time to break some cat stereotypes!” He stated, trying to ask the catgirl to join him.

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@atropaanimus​​

❝ You’re soaking wet. ❞

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Brian instinctively hid his bare chest with the soaked bomber jacket in his hands. Well, this was embarrassing, Brian thought it would be funny to prank some drunk off their asses humans by pretending to be the Swamp thing, but the moment he comes back, his crush catches him taking moss off of his exposed ribs. “Oh Milo, hey...!”

“... I’m doing a Swamp Thing... um... prank...” Brian rubbed the back of his head as he looked away from the cute embodiment of death. “You know, the Swamp Thing, the comic book... character...”

Brian cleared his throat, desperately trying to regain his composure as he put on the bomber jacket, looking back at them, this time try to feign being chill by leaning against a nearby tree, though his soaked wet jacket somewhat defeated the purpose. “So, whatcha doin’ here? Tryin’ to find some body that the mob dropped here?”

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CAUGHT IN THE RAIN SENTENCE STARTERS

❝ Do you have an umbrella? ❞

❝ Please tell me you have an umbrella. ❞

❝ There’s a hole in the umbrella! ❞

❝ Come in out of the rain! ❞

❝ Why are you standing in the rain? ❞

❝ We’re going to catch colds if we stay out here. ❞

❝ I heard it’s romantic to kiss in the rain. ❞

❝ You look beautiful/handsome in the rain. ❞

❝ Let’s jump in the puddles! ❞

❝ You’re soaking wet. ❞

❝ Those are cute rainboots. ❞

❝ Do you have a rain jacket I can borrow? ❞

❝ The roads are flooded! ❞

❝ I think my socks are soaked. ❞

❝ Hurry! We’re going to get soaked! ❞

❝ I don’t like the look of that lightning. ❞

❝ I have mascara running down my face now. ❞

❝ Your mascara is running down your face. ❞

❝ Kiss me. ❞

❝ You’re getting water all over the floor. ❞

❝ You’re tracking mud into the house. ❞

❝ Throw your wet clothes in the bathroom. ❞

❝ You’re shivering. Come here. ❞

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sorry can you repeat that? i was leaning against the counter pulling kitchen knives out of the block and imagining i'm in a horror movie

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arrhythmiiia·:

“Yeah sure go for it!” Django’s been eating some ang giving away a few all day anyways. Share the wealth after all or something like that!

“Sweet! Thanks!” Brian promptly grabbed one of the burgers and took a rather large bite off of it, putting his hand on the open side of his cheek to make sure it doesn’t fall out. 

“OOoooh FOOO GUD!” Brian spoke through the bites, swallowing the piece of bread so that he could say something to the other. “Is this human? It taste very human-y” Though it didn’t seem like it, Brian meant that as a compliment, he likes human flavor.

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candyredmuses​:

A light flush of embarrassment dusts her own cheeks, avoiding eye contact as magenta eyes keep themselves anywhere but the other.

Uggghhhh… Why did he have to bring it uuuuuup…

“Oh, yeah. Very nice. ‘Hey, I missed ya’! Except, well, I didn’t because I couldn’t, but, I bet I would if I did!’“ Airam would bluntly point out, but, she DID hold a bit of a smirk as she finished.

She gave a low scoff as she shifted her weight with her hips. There was a pause as she tried to FORCE the acknowledgement. “But, yeah … I will.”

Brian gave a knowing nod toward the girl, Airam was never the type to get all touchy-feely with people, so of course that she backtracked. But alas, it’s because of that\ closed off personality that made her admission be a lot more meaningful. 

Brian stood quietly for a couple of seconds, the zombie man isn’t really the type with a lot of game, that combined with the fact that he’s been asleep for god knows how long rusted the remaining skill he had. 

“Hey, you’re hungry?”

“I’ve been sleeping for a while and I’m starving. So I thought, maybe we could eat together. Have some pizza or... stuff that Tieflings usually eats.” 

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arrhythmiiia·:

Update: Still pulling along a big wagon of burgers! There’s nothing sinister going on here, nope absolutely nothing!

“Cool, can I have one?”

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candyredmuses​:

“Well there goes my plans for tha’ weekend, thanks.”

Pff.

… Oh jeez.

This was a little AWKWARD.

The answer was, well, yeah. She supposed she did. But she wasn’t very much an ‘emotionally vulnerable person.’ The realization that, damn, guess she kinda did miss him, huh, makes her uncomfortable.

“Well, who else around here is gonna give some reprieve with these overly obnoxious and rabid assholes, huh?” Airam would go and shrug off.

“Very funny Ai, guess I gotta get used to-Wait...!” It took him a few seconds to process what she just said, finally figuring out that this was her way of saying that she did indeed missed him. Well... that was unexpected, the zombie was hoping for a snarky quip or something of the sort, but nope.

A small purple-ish flush appeared across the man’s face, one hand of his hips as the other rubbed the back of his neck. A small smile on his face as his rotten optics gazed upon the girl.

“Whoa um... I’ve... missed you too, Ai. I mean, I was sleeping for the most part, so I didn’t really see time go by but... if I did, I definitely would’ve missed ya.” Brian stumbled a bit through his words, showing his trademark awkwardness. “Well, let me know whenever you need some reprisal or whatever you said from them.”

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“Well, if I’m not dead now, then my back will definitely kill me. Protip: Never sleep in someone else’s coffin.”

“Wait... did you miss me?”

“Oh, hey, Brian … We thought you died … Again.”

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In front of a grave with  “Here Lies Some Dude” written on it, a green rotten hand sprouts off the ground, and slowly, more and more body parts starts to come up, finally revealing to be a creature so horrid and terrifying that even the most lion-hearted of them all would be aghast at the horrible sight.

An odd sound that could only be described as a lowly growl could be heard from the hellish being.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUHaaaaaaah...” The frightening sound slowly dissipated into a much less scarier one, almost like a... yawn?

“Man, what a great nap!” The creature stretched his body underneath his green bomber-jacket, taking a long look at his surroundings, his eyes half-open as if he had just woken up. “Hm... I must have overslept... a couple of years. I wonder how everyone’s doing...”

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