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me and my low budget red velvet cosplay

(not a single soul recognised me for some reason)

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proof the walking dead producers are HOMOPHOBIC!!!

they HATE gay people

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red velvet: hi dark enchantress cookie sorry for being late i was doing things

madeleine: i am things

red vxlvet: omg madeleine stawpp

dssrk enchantress cookie: jaja madeleine you are banging my son

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2:09 matex3 vs 14:09 matex3

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Prune Juice Cookie tbh creature

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im sorry imm the onee you lovve

no one will everr love me like you again

so when you leave me

i should die

i deserve it dont iii

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red velvet: hi dark enchantress cookie sorry for being late i was doing things

madeleine: i am things

red vxlvet: omg madeleine stawpp

dssrk enchantress cookie: jaja madeleine you are banging my son

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KILL yourselves prune juice cookie and red velvet

i HOPE you both DIE

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red velvetleine

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matex3 posts twice and leaves again caught on camera

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why is he like this

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dialtown fandom so small they can find a post without tags and 3 likes somehow

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as a final contribution to the dandys world fandom get this berrybox fic i never posted

CW

corny angst and main character death twice -> only one of the deaths is explicitly described near the end

"The moon needs to go away in order for the sun to ascend."

That sentence was what connected Boxten and Sprout. Both heard it from one of Astro's books and it never left their minds.

Who knows what made that specific sentence be so important for both, they just kept it on their mind and never really spoke about it.

Sprout didn't care if he spoke to people or not, his mission was to keep everyone safe, no matter what they've done or who they are.

Sprinting through the map, trying not to let go of Boxten's hand as they got chased by Pebble, a merciless twisted that wouldn't doubt twice to attack both of them.

Boxten couldn't run for that long. He could barely keep with Sprout's pace while his stamina drained fast.

The flashing red lights stunned him as he started to get tired. They were still far away from the elevator.

. . .

Sprout tripped yet reached the elevator in time. Panting and now scratched from the fall, he heard how the timer kept going, even if "all" other six toons were all inside.

Six?

. . .

It happened fast.

His hand was now holding just a simple blue glove. A blue glove that didn't lead to anyone.

Instinctively looking back, still without a reaction. He could just see a brief second of Pebble throwing someone across the room, before the elevator closed in front of his eyes.

. . .

Sprout had enough tapes to heal everyone, he found enough food and heals for at least three weeks, he was now a hero for all remaining toons.

He was indeed ascended to a leader...

At the cost of his lover going away.

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Sprout didn't want to show it, but everyone knew he was getting closer to the breaking point. More quiet and protective over everyone, overworking himself by going on all possible runs in search of him. He was in the breaking point.

. . .

Another run, weeks after Boxten's "disappearance". The elevator opened and Sprout was the first one to step out. He spend a while looking at his hand, looking at the glove his lover used to wear.

First one to step out and last one to see him. The lonely and familiar shadow facing the other way, in the long hall.

Nobody was strong enough to stop Sprout, who ran towards him the second he saw the shadow of his former lover.

It was not the first time they did this. After runs, Sprout would run towards his boyfriend. He missed getting greeted with a warm hug and a soft kiss.

. . .

"Boxten! Boxten!" He yelled, waving his hand as he ran at an impossible speed.

Sprout could finally feel the warmth of his lover. He could hold his cold hand and give him his so loved glove back, he could caress his face once more again.

Even if it burned

The sharp claws went through his skin, hesitantly and painfully. Sprout didn't seem to care. He just wanted to hug his missed boyfriend again.

Not caring about the screaming nor about his body getting weaker. He didn't care about how sharp his teeth were now, how his eyes were a terrifying red shade. He didn't care about the ichor filling his head.

Leaning for a kiss, his lip now bleeding, for once, he didn't care about anyone or anything.

Even when falling to his knees he was still clinging to his lover. He could just mumble and softly sob when consciousness slipped away.

"I love you, Boxten, I don't care..."

The twisted felt ichor falling from his eyes as he found himself hesitant on attacking the strangely familiar toon.

The sun can't stand to be without the moon for long, and will eventually fall to see it a last time.

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everytime prune juice or red velvet appear i pull up with the s s s

scream

squirm

squeak

then i giggle like a teenage girl in the 2010 after justin bieber released another album

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am i a little frog

perhaps

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had to pause my other drawing because i thought it would be great to draw him in cc's outfit also, and then my discord enabled me so this is ig becoming a series of drawings

name an outfit pjc DOESNT look good in, ill wait, you can't /silly

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AZURE

redraw

Watch me dissapear for another few months once again