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Here's a fun idea for a Vinnil fic! Russell asks the pets to act out a new story for his D.O.L.L. fanfiction club... it's a very passionate Duke x Duchess romance fic 👀

Until We Meet Again

It was a peaceful afternoon in the Littlest Pet Shop Daycamp. Russell paced in front of the group, eyes gleaming with excitement, his tiny claws tapping the floor rapidly.

“Come on, guys! Please! One more performance of Duchess of Lancaster Lane!” he begged, clasping his paws together. “It’s the finale episode! I need closure!”

The other pets groaned.

“Russell, we’ve done this show like… five times already,” Zoe whined, fluffing her fur.

“Six,” Penny added, checking a tiny notebook.

“Actually, eight and a half,” Russell corrected, “but who’s counting?”

Despite the protests, Russell’s pleading eyes and heartfelt enthusiasm melted even the coldest little animal hearts. Slowly, one by one, the others caved.

“Alright,” Minka said with a sigh. “But I’m not being the horse again.”

“I call the Duchess!” Sunil exclaimed, striking a regal pose.

“I’ll be the Duke,” Vinnie said, wagging his tail. “Let’s make it epic.”

The makeshift stage was set with cardboard castles, painted backdrops, and dramatic music playing from a boombox courtesy of Blythe. The pets watched from their tiny seats as the final scene from they play unfolded.

Sunil, cloaked in a flowing purple curtain-turned-gown, stepped forward gracefully. His voice shifted into a high, trembling pitch.

“Oh my Duke… will I ever see you again?” he cried, reaching out with a trembling paw.

Vinnie, donning a tiny paper crown, took a step closer. His eyes, unusually serious for once, locked onto Sunil’s.

“My lady,” he said with sincerity, “you will. I promise. We will be together after tonight, I swear it.”

The two stood in silence for a heartbeat, staring into each other’s eyes. An unscripted tension filled the room.

Then, slowly, they reached out and held paws.

Vinnie gently cupped Sunil’s cheek.

“What will I do until you return?” Sunil asked, voice almost a whisper now.

Vinnie smiled warmly. “Wait for me.”

And then—without planning, without rehearsal—Vinnie leaned in and kissed Sunil.

The room gasped.

For a moment, Sunil kissed back. His eyes closed, his little body swept up in the drama, the passion, the story.

But then he blinked, realizing what had just happened. He pulled back with a squeak, staring at Vinnie in shock.

Vinnie just winked, completely unfazed.

“Until we meet again… my Duchess.”

And with a flourish, he turned and strutted out of the Daycamp just as his owner's footsteps approached. The door clicked shut behind him.

Silence.

Sunil stood frozen, blushing from ear to ear. His little paw touched his cheek where Vinnie had cupped it.

The rest of the pets stared at him, mouths agape, too stunned to speak.

Finally, Russell cleared his throat. “That… was the best performance yet.”

The group erupted in a mix of laughter, awe, and confused chatter, while Sunil slowly sat down, a dreamy daze in his eyes.

Outside, the sun was setting—just like the final curtain on Duchess of Lancaster Lane.

Alright I am so sorry this took so long I hope this is fine I went with a skipped to the end of the play type of theme!

This was a fun one I love that episode so much 👏

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Unscheduled Audience 🤨

The storage room behind the pet shop was dimly lit, the smell of cedar shavings and old cardboard mixing in the air. It was supposed to be a quiet spot—perfect for sneaking away from the others for a little... quality time.

Vinnie leaned in closer, his nose brushing against Sunil’s. “You always smell like cinnamon and stress,” he said, grinning.

Sunil chuckled nervously but didn’t pull away. “That’s oddly specific, but—thank you?”

Their noses touched. Then lips. Vinnie’s tail thumped once against the floor, then again. Sunil’s paw found its way to Vinnie’s cheek, pulling him a little closer, and for a moment everything else disappeared.

Until suddenly... it didn’t.

Sunil froze mid-kiss.

Vinnie blinked, still leaning in. “Uh... you good?”

No response.

“Sunil?”

He followed Sunil’s gaze, which was fixed—dead still—on the dusty window in the corner of the room. Vinnie turned his head.

A small rat was perched just outside on the sill, staring directly at them through the smudged glass. Its little paws were pressed against the window, eyes wide, twitching nose pressed close like it had just discovered aliens in its cereal box.

The rat didn’t move. Didn’t blink.

“Uh...” Vinnie scratched the back of his neck. “Do you... know that guy?”

“No,” Sunil whispered. “But I think he knows us now.”

They both stared back. The rat didn’t flinch. Just kept watching.

“Should we... say something?” Vinnie asked, awkwardly straightening his scales.

The rat’s head tilted slowly.

Sunil muttered, “I think that might make it worse.”

I know it’s random but y’all deserve the best my brain has to offer!

I shared this somewhere else and thought that you guys would like it too! :D

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hiii vinnil anon yet again! I'd like to request a story about Vinnie and Sunil playing around in the mud and then in a bubble bath! <3 love ur stories BTW!!!

Muddy buddies

It was a perfect day at the park. Blythe, her best friend Youngmee, and the pets were all enjoying some much-needed sunshine and fresh air. The birds were singing, the breeze was gentle, and everyone seemed relaxed—well, almost everyone.

Vinnie, ever the restless one, was already getting bored. He tapped his foot, looked around, and let out a dramatic sigh. "Ugh, there’s gotta be something fun to do!"

That’s when he spotted it—a big, squishy, glorious mud puddle just a few feet away.

“Bingo,” he grinned mischievously.

With a spring in his step, Vinnie ran to the puddle and scooped up a hefty clump of mud. He glanced around, searching for the perfect target. Just then, as if the universe had aligned, Sunil strolled by, minding his own business.

Vinnie smirked. “Perfect timing.”

Without a second thought, he flung the mud right at Sunil’s head.

SPLAT!

“Gotcha!” Vinnie burst out laughing, rolling with giggles.

Sunil yelped in surprise, frozen in shock for a moment. But once it wore off, he narrowed his eyes and grinned. “Oh, it’s on.”

Before Vinnie could react, Sunil charged, tackling him straight into the mud puddle. The two tumbled around, laughing and playfully shoving each other, until they were both completely covered in mud from head to tail.

As they continued their muddy mayhem, Youngmee walked by, stifling a laugh. “Uh, Blythe… I think Vinnie and Sunil might need a bath.”

Blythe came over, took one look at the muddy duo, and playfully rolled her eyes. “It would seem so,” she said, pulling out their leashes. “Come on, guys. Let’s get you cleaned up.”

She led them—and the rest of the gang—back to the pet shop. While the others went into the day camp, Blythe carried the filthy pair to the grooming area and started filling the tub.

“Alright, you two. Let’s get you cleaned up,” she said, turning on the warm water. While it filled, she turned to them with a sly smile.

“So... who started it?”

“Vinnie threw mud at me,” Sunil explained, wearing a sheepish grin. “I simply did not take it lying down, so to speak.”

“I was just having some fun with my buddy,” Vinnie added innocently, looking a bit guilty.

Blythe chuckled. “You two are a mess—literally.”

The tub was ready, and she carefully placed them both in the water, lathering them up with bubbles from head to tail. “Alright, I’m going to check on the others. Be right back.”

No sooner had she left than Vinnie blew a stream of bubbles into Sunil’s face.

“Hey! What’s the big idea?” Sunil laughed, flicking some bubbles back.

He scooped up a handful of suds and placed them on Vinnie’s face. “I do say, you look good with a beard, my friend.”

Vinnie giggled and grabbed more bubbles, placing them on top of Sunil’s head. “And you look great in a bubble hat!”

They both burst out laughing, enjoying their silly, bubbly battle.

Outside the door, Blythe peeked in. She smiled at the sight of them having so much fun.

“I guess five more minutes in the tub won’t hurt,” she whispered, closing the door quietly and heading off to busy herself once again.

Inside the grooming room, the laughter continued as bubbles floated through the air and splashed onto the walls. Vinnie and Sunil were having the time of their lives—this bath had turned into a full-blown bubble party.

Before they knew it, they were once again covered in a different kind of substance—soapy suds and foam. Luckily for them, this time it was the kind of mess Blythe approved of. In fact, this kind of fun would keep them nice and clean.

Vinnil anon! So good to get another ask from you!

I hope you like this one! Sorry it took so long! 💙💚

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I wonder what would happen if Mitzi and pepper found a third Skunk friend?

I think Mitzi would be super nice and open let’s say her? With open paws!

Pepper would be nice but she’d also maybe get a bit jealous sharing her friend with someone else 👀

-Jess

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Guys this is actually so fun you should check it out I’ve been having a blast!

If you wanna 😌

i dont know how to use tumblr but apparently theres a semi active lps community here so i thought i’d shoot my shot,, i made an LPS (2012) roleplay server! I think you should join that’d be really cool

Taken Characters:

- Vinnie

- Sunil

- Pepper

What we offer:

- Fun Roles & Colors!

- Many channels to chat in, and we’re open to adding more!

- Roleplay channels!

- Probably other things! I’m.. not very good at writing these.

okay that’s everything thanks bye

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Who’s the father? 👀

Fatass

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@chrlotpony Omg I love a good au :D also congrats! It’s so exciting and so scary all at once 😭🎉

Here have this!

The living room of Zoe's house buzzed with laughter and the occasional sound of a soda can being opened. Cushions were scattered across the floor, snacks half-eaten on the coffee table, and the sun dipped low in the sky outside the window. It was one of those lazy afternoons where everything felt still, like the world was holding its breath for the next big thing.

Penny Ling sat cross-legged on the carpet, scrolling through pictures on her phone. She paused, her finger hovering above the screen, then smiled.

“Aw, look at this,” she said, turning the phone around. “This was us after that first school dance. We look so young.”

Everyone leaned in to look, cooing over their baby faces and awkward outfits.

“Can you believe we’re graduating in just two weeks?” Penny asked, her voice a little dreamy.

“I know, right?” Minka said, bouncing in her seat. “It’s going to be awesome. Non-stop college parties!”

“College boys, you mean,” Zoe smirked, tossing a popcorn kernel in the air and catching it.

Russell gave her a look. “Don’t you have a boyfriend?”

Zoe rolled her eyes playfully. “Well, yes, but that doesn’t mean a girl can’t peek every now and then at her options. I’m still young, Russell.”

“Yeah! No more school, just dance class and video games and—” Vinnie began excitedly.

“No, Vinnie. You need school,” Russell interrupted, pointing a stern finger at him. “It’s for your future.”

Vinnie groaned, slumping into the couch dramatically. “Ugh, dumb future stuff.” He glanced over at Pepper, who gave him a gag along with a playful wink. His pout to turning into a soft smile.

“How about you, Sunil?” Penny asked, looking toward the blue mongoose curled in the beanbag chair. “Are you excited?”

Sunil sat up straighter, his fingers twiddling nervously. “Yes... and no, I suppose. It is rather exciting, yes, but also a whole new challenge. A terrifying one, really. Everything is so... new.”

“Oh, come on, what do you have to worry about, dear?” Zoe asked, flipping her hair. “Your rich boyfriend will pay for it all, right?”

“Zoe!” Russell barked, clearly unimpressed.

She held up her hands. “Sorry! I suppose that was the jealousy talking again.”

Sunil chuckled softly but then grew quiet. “No, it’s not about money. It’s about picking a college... and a future. My parents always dreamed I’d be a doctor. But... I don’t know if that’s what I want.”

The room fell into thoughtful silence. Pepper was the first to speak.

“Hey, dude,” she said gently, “no matter what you choose, your parents are gonna be proud. I’m sure of it.

“Yeah,” Vinnie added, nudging him. “Every time I sleep over, you’re literally all they talk about. They love you like crazy!”

Sunil blushed, smiling. “Thanks, guys. I guess... wherever we all end up, one thing’s for sure—”

He looked around the room at his friends.

“—we’ll always be together. In some way, shape, or form. No matter what.”

A chorus of agreement echoed around the room—nods, smiles, even a high-five between Vinnie and Minka. The sun dipped a little lower, casting golden light across the group as they slipped into stories of future dorms, potential majors, dreams, and worries.

never have I thought a lps2012 high school au was interesting to me. but I've been really thinking about a modern day highschool au. why? CUZ IM GONNA GRADUATE IN 2 WEEKS😭😭😭😭

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Random conversations:

Vinnie: “I’m not hearing a no…”

Russell: “I’m not saying a yes…”

Pepper: “Let’s go with maybe!”

Zoe: “what’s happening right now??”

Zoe: “Minka, is that a churro in your pocket?”

Minka: “Yes! Yes it is!”

Zoe: “Why?”

Penny: “PENNY SMASH!!!

Vinnie: “EVERYONE!!! RUN!! TAKE COVER!!”

Minka: “Penny gets a little ..hangry around this time”

Minka: “Don’t worry, girl, I’mma coming!!” *runs off*

Zoe: “Note to self: have food on me at all times just in case...”

[sunil watching TV]

Random Bear on TV: Only YOU can prevent forest fires!

Sunil: “Me?? Why me!? Are you sure there isn’t someone else more qualified!? *starts to shake*

Later…

Blythe: “Uh, Sunil, where are you going with the hose?”

Sunil: “Blythe, only I may prevent forest fires! I must go out and do just that! The bear is counting on me!”

Blythe: “ok then..”

-Should I do more? or longer versions? 👀

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Do you still take requests? If not, feel totally free to get rid of this. If so, well...

If possible, a Minka focused angst piece? Mostly on her art. All the classic artist doubt like "Oh no, this isn' good enough..." or "This isn't worth it, I suck at this so much why do I do it?" Maybe she then calls up a friend (your choice of character) to rant about it.

Thanks!

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Minka stared at the empty canvas in front of her, exhaling sharply through her nose. The silence in her art room was thick, broken only by the soft hum of the heater and the occasional creak of old wood beneath her feet. She glanced around at the paintings that lined the walls—dozens of them, each a piece of her soul that had never seen the light beyond these four walls.

Her brow furrowed.

"Why do I even do this?" she whispered to no one. Her voice cracked slightly. "How is this even art!?"

She paced a little, her arms crossed tightly. "Are my friends just lying when they say they like it??"

She let out a shaky breath, her gaze landing on one of the older pieces hanging crookedly by the window. Without thinking, she marched toward it, ripped it off the wall, and pushed her thumbs into the canvas. It cracked softly beneath the pressure, the sound splitting her heart in two.

"I’ll never be good," she muttered, tears gathering in her eyes. She clenched her jaw and prepared to unleash the next wave of frustration when—

Click. The door opened.

“Minka? What are you doing?” Penny’s sweet voice floated into the room, tinged with concern.

Minka froze, still gripping the broken painting. Her eyes flicked between Penny and the canvas in her hands. That’s when she realized—it was the one she had painted of them. Penny and herself, laughing under a tree in the summer light.

Her breath caught.

Slowly, she set it down and sank to the floor. “I hate them. All of them,” she said through clenched teeth. “They’re not good enough.”

Penny quietly stepped into the room, taking time to look at each painting. She turned to Minka with wide, sincere eyes.

“Minka... these are amazing. What do you mean?”

“You’re just saying that,” Minka snapped, quickly standing and turning away. Her arms crossed like a shield. “You always say that.”

There was a pause. Then the soft patter of footsteps, and a gentle hand landed on her shoulder.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” Penny asked, her voice warm and patient.

Minka hesitated. Of all people, Penny was the one she could talk to. She turned around, her defenses melting as tears welled up once more.

“They don’t make me happy anymore,” she admitted, her voice trembling. “They’re horrible. My inspiration is gone! And when I show people... I feel like I get the same fake responses. Like I’m just supposed to be proud, but I’m not. I could be better. I should be. But at this rate…” She trailed off, unable to finish.

Penny wrapped her arms around Minka, holding her tightly as the tears fell freely. Minka buried her face into Penny’s shoulder, the weight of her doubt crashing down.

“That sounds so frustrating,” Penny said gently. “Why don’t you take a break for a while? Inspiration comes and goes—it’s okay to rest. In the meantime, we’ll look for something that brings that spark back. Your art is something to be proud of, Minka. Even if you don’t see it now... someday you will. I promise.”

Minka pulled back slightly, wiping her face with her sleeve. A small, grateful smile touched her lips.

“Thanks, Penny. I’m... I’m feeling a bit better already.”

Penny grinned and grabbed her arm. “Glad to hear it. Now come on—let’s get some food and turn on your favorite show. No more stress today.”

Minka chuckled through the last of her tears. “Sounds good.”

As they walked to the door, Minka paused and looked back. Her eyes fell on the cracked painting—their painting—now resting on the floor with a jagged line running through it. She stared for a long moment, her expression unreadable.

Then she sighed softly, stepping out and pulling the door closed behind her.

The studio remained silent once again. The blank canvas waited—but this time, not as a burden, but as a quiet promise.

Yes! Yes I do and this was a good one!! :D

-I hope this was ok I really need to work on characters being more unhappy and or violent lol

-I also apologize because I didn’t remember the phone part while writing and Penny ended up showing up in person instead I hope thats ok! If not I can fix it anon!

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Sunil: “Vinnie, what does rizz mean?”

Vinnie: “Why do you wanna know?”

Sunil: “I'm trying to keep up with English slang and stay relevant.”

Vinnie: “Well, basically it means... well, you know”...

Russell: “A person's ability to charm, attract, or seduce a potential romantic or sexual partner.”

Vinnie: “Yeah, that's exactly what I was gonna say!”

Sunil: “Oh, I see... so do you or do you not have this rizz, Vinnie?”

Vinnie: “No comment”...

Russell: *snickers*

Im alive! Did anyone miss me? :D

Also I hope I used that right I had to google the definition I feel so old now :’D

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And if Zoe says she has a lot of sisters.

Buttercream has her beat

Exactly!

Zoe: “and with so many sisters, I don’t know how to keep up with them!”

Buttercream: “same here! Zoe Bo Bowie!”

Zoe: “ darling I didn’t even realize I thought I was the only one do you have any photos?”

Buttercream: “do I?” *slams the photo album on the ground*

Zoe: “oh my…”

buttercream would definitely wins lol

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This gives me that same energy bro was going SO extra compared to everyone else! I mean just look at him 😂

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When I said I was in love with the sun, they laughed—like I was some joke that forgot the punchline. “You’re Crazy Vinnie,” they’d mutter. But they didn’t see it. They didn’t feel what I felt!

It wasn’t just heat or light or some big ball of fire a million miles away. He was alive. He spoke to me, in warmth, in whispers through the rays that slipped between the blinds. He loved me back. I knew it in my bones, even when they tried to convince me otherwise—with pills, with pity, with their plastic smiles.

But I couldn’t live apart from him anymore. Every second away felt like burning in reverse, like freezing in a crowd that only ever saw me shiver. That’s why I did it. That’s why I climbed the tower, why I spread my arms like wings. Not just to fall—but to rise. To finally meet him, skin to flame, heart to core.

Now there’s no more laughing. No more pointing. Just me and him—together, blazing in the sky. Forever.

WTF Did I create

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The boys! Gah! They both look so handsome! Nice work as always!

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See he does know how to lead a cult!

….. Yeah okay

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This turned pretty ok if I do say so myself! @leffee yours alarm out so cool omg! I will tag:

@cateat @dreamscape-popstar @stephenthelpslover

picrew chain time!! make yourself a cheeky little icon using this picrew, reblog & tag ur pals!! to start us off: @lightyaoigami @lightyakami @deelavis @dreamfilleddonuts @catboymettaton @vorareromantic @queer-omens-in-the-archives

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This is just so gosh darn adorable!

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