thebrainyboy

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Why do I have a ghost note here…

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Welcome to the age of enthusiasm.

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babygirl you are awkward and do not understand social cues

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Reblog if you RP using Discord

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“aren’t you tired of being nice” no!!!! i’m tired of everyone else being mean!!!!!!!!

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[already so afraid] let me add caffeine to this, actually

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the breakfast as the onion headlines cause i saw someone else do it

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People: Nobody should have to hide who they are. Everybody should be free to be themselves, let their true colors shine, and feel comfortable in their own skin.

Me: Ok. Cool. *stops masking neurodivergence*

People: No not like that.

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Wendy, who had been stuck in yet another Disney princess dress this year despite having talked extensively about how cool the scary costumes were during the family’s Halloween shopping trip, giggled as she took the apple. “You’re weird.”

“Hey, that’s rude.” Brian chided her, giving Shiela an apologetic smile as he nudged his sister to give a proper response.

“Thank you, weird girl!” She smiled big as she could at Shiela then turned away to start on her apple. Her brother only sighed, knowing that was probably the best they would get right now.

“Trick or treat, sweetheart,” Sheila said in Groucho Marx’s thick New York accent. “And aren’t you a delicious treat!”

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"Trick or Treat!, sweetheart!" *dressed at Groucho Marx with a big grin*

“Shiela?” Brian asked, his mouth falling open as he answered the door holding a bowl of various plastic rings, noise makers, and Halloween themed bouncy balls. “Oh, uh, huh. You make a pretty good Brooks Brother. That’s uh, what the costume is, right?”

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Brian blinked in surprise as Sheila answered the door in a mustache, his little sister seeming to have no such reservations as she chanted back her own quick “Trickertreat!” and dove a hand into the candy bowl.

“Uh, wow, great costume.” Brian said, his initial confusion expression shifting into a shy grin. “Groucho, right?”

“Trick or treat, sweetheart,” Sheila said in Groucho Marx’s thick New York accent. “And aren’t you a delicious treat!”

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Reblog if your CANON blog takes *anons* pretending to be other characters from their series to dig out the dirt on your muse.

IE: emotions, opinions, reactions to stuff that happened in canon, etc.

Because sometimes the counterparts to my canon muse(s) don’t exist in the tumblr RPC, a sender follows you but doesn’t rp here, OR, they just want to TRY that muse out before making a blog. Or, they’re simply curious on how the canon would reply, and ONLY wants a one-shot moment!