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"Real talk, I don't need to eat, but... motherfuckin' ROASTED MARSHMALLOWS!"

[monstropolisundead]

Oh no. Oh no. She’s not getting yeeted today! Time to make herself scarce.

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“Where’s all my short people at?!”

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“Know what time it is? It’s booty short time!”

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The fearling slowly walks behind her, trying to not make a noise when suddenly, they quickly hug her, picking her up and spinning her around. "Hey V!"

The sudden being picked up and spun while being hugged caused the construct to let out a squeak from her initial start before she started laughing, cheeks going pink, head tilting back to stick her tongue out at her friend.

“Ozzy-! You sneak, I didn’t even hear you coming!”

@oz-answers

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karismatickitty replied to your post: “I really can be a badass! Gosh!”

HMMM

“Hey, don’t hmm at me! I totally can be!”

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"Saw this and all I can think of is Damien. Can someone confirm?"

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@thezomblr || second try

“Well, I came anyway. And I’m not going anywhere.”

It was so like that time, all those years ago. So like standing near him, watching him. The knowledge remained that he could be very dangerous. She’d known that then. Knew that now. But the fear was something she had swallowed a long time ago, and tonight she stood in relative silence, small hands curled into tight fists at her sides.

it was so like that time... but in the very same breath, it was very different.

A lot had happened since then, but she had always tried her best to be something of an unwavering force. He had Damien. She had always been happy for them. But this felt so wrong to her. There was so much tension, anger... and sadness too.

Vicky didn’t need to be an empath to recognize the thick, heavy sensation the air around him seemed to pulse with.

“You knew I’d come, though. You had to have known. I won’t let you be alone right now. And don’t you dare say to me you’re not alone, Brian. These people in this bar... that’s not company. They’re bodies in a room. They’re filling space, same as you right now. That’s different.”

Whether or not he turned her away, or got up and left, she was going to take up a spot like she had so many times when they first met. Next to him. Not too close. But there. Even if he got up and left, even if he didn’t speak the whole time, letting them sit in that uneasy, heavy silence... she was there.

“For what it’s worth... I’m here. I always will be.”

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@eldfic replied to your post: “All right! Who wants to try my ~super~ top secret...

[raises tentacle]

“Sure thing, Zoe! Here you go~! One super top secret raspberry chocolate chip  meltaway cookie!”

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“All right! Who wants to try my ~super~ top secret new raspberry chocolate chip meltaway recipe!

I’ve only got a few for taste tests. I wanna make these for part of my brand new business venture! Girl’s gotta pay for cute booty shorts and polka dot bikinis somehow, right?”

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“So I found out that May 3rd is “No Pants Day.” Considering this school, I think we could totally get people into this.”

Leave it to Vicky to be utterly fascinated by something as ridiculous as a day to run around without pants on. Granted, most of the people at the school would take any opportunity to run around without pants, but why not make a party out of it, especially with a holiday?

“This’ll be rad, I think. Imagine the chaos!”

@karismatickitty

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@oz-answers || the worst surprise

The change was... sudden. Unsettling. The petite construct took a step or so back, flinching when the little charm she’d put together herself was tossed right back at her in pieces. This thing that was not Oz. This thing that had done something to Oz, put him somewhere.

Vicky swallowed past the lump in her throat, blinking back the tears welling up in her eyes, as she balled her hands into fists at her sides, puffing herself up slightly. She wasn’t big. She wasn’t tough.

But she loved her friend. She wasn’t going to let this thing hurt him, or hide him away, or hurt the people he cared about!

But what the hell could she even do?

“I don’t know who or what you are, but whatever you’ve done with Oz, I’m gonna find him and I’m gonna help him!”

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“My brownies are really good! I just wanted to do something nice for everybody; no need to be all “weh mine’s better” about it!”

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“I’m baking COOKIES! Raspberry chocolate chip meltaway cookies...”

“...with a ~top secret~ ingredient!”

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Being home alone is... exhausting. More exhausting than she’d expected it to be. After a couple of days of just meandering the long, empty hallways, she finally made a decision, and one evening a couple days after the incident, she finds herself at the sportsball field, sitting in the bleachers to watch the team practice.

She even gets some cheers out - she had promised - despite the little shots of pain through her side where her seam had torn loose. And when they were done, she waved a little at Scott. Her intention had been to slip off before he could make his way up to where she was sitting, but things rarely ever worked out that way, did they?

@best-wolf-boi

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“All right all you nerds; who’s gonna take part in No Pants Day on Friday?!”