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Af, Anaconda, and Dad: succulent eMILy gOLDFINCIh Pizzazz Dad * food critic * cries a lot * says inappropriate *dark past things 89.3% of the time" has killed 127 people * loves his mom * obsessive fangirl * regrets things * does them agaiin five minutes later * might fight you but* doesn't honestly mind only once they're dead because inside she's a *queen * looks like she does not care * does not care * no one understands her * will 100% fight you * stays up all night reading conspiracy theories * does ballet * wants to go home in her head *and in real life * favorite color is whatever comes after black * puts up with too much shit * * strong af * Loves love * paints * has a really weird past that no one knows anything about * yoice of reason * sings in the shower * loves love x2 loves to dance * shops at forever 21 * has a psychic soft and loving mess Joke Peralta Wet Blanket * is a robot but with lots of feelings * note to self: find new friends * is great at cooking but is too lazy * hates a lot of people * hates talking about personal things; * like feelings Detective Terrible Detective * corrects everyone's grammar * smart and dorky * can't cook * deserves better * loves science *has one friend * gets paranoid about getting paranoid * cinnamon roll * momfriendTM * listens to 'i before e except after c' by yazoo unironically * screams a lot * only goes to parties if there's going to be free foog *draMATIC forces his foot in and out of his shoe instead of untying it * is a professional at 'staining things' * has a really big and soft heart * might still be child... * kink: extreme silence * listens to the orchestra *likes to go to bed early oranginasantiago: tag yourself i’m joke peralta and succulent
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Bubba, Clock, and Crying: writing-prompt-s You're in charge of assigning every child on Earth the monster under their bed. One child in particular has caused every monster assigned to him/her to quit. You decide to assign yourself. kittenwiskers Case: #273402 Status: Disastrous I stare at the file and realize I have no options, over the last 2 years every monster assigned to Charlotte Dower has quit, every last one. Her first monster; a giant goldfish-faced humanoid named Bubba, had been with her for four years, and then she wasn't scared of him anymore. After that it was a string of different common, uncommon, and rare monsters... I even assigned a sentient sock monster to her. He came back crying I look on my tablet, only one assignable monster left; myself. Field work has never been my cup of tea, but desperate times call for desperate measures. So at 8:03 pm, after Mrs. Gideon tucks in Charlotte and her little brother Daniel; I slither into the space beneath Charlotte's bed. Across the room underneath Daniel's crib is a rookie, Chico, a standard Creep kind of monster. I turn my attention to the bed above me, Charlotte is still awake but barely, I reach up over the bed and run an ice cold finger over her cheek, silence, so I do it again "I'm not afraid of you monster!" She whispers, but her voice is shaking. I can see a small clock on the wall 8:14, a door somewhere in the house slams and there is an audible hitch of breath from above me. A few minutes go by I can hear Francis Gideon yelling at his wife. There are heavy footsteps on the stairs, and loud panting breaths, Charlotte scrambles off the bed and... She. CRAWLS. Under. The. Bed. With. Me. "Move. Over!" Charlotte hisses at me. I do The door to the bedroom slams open and I smell the stench of human intoxicants before the man even steps inside. I know why Charlotte isn't afraid of any of my monsters; she's afraid of her own Francis reaches a hand under the bed and I thrust my wrist into it, he starts to pull, I slither out. "What the... I cut Francis's next words off by unfolding to my full 12 foot height Looming over the drunken man I caress my cold fingers down his face "If you ever touch, scare, or harm my child again, I will find you, and I will do the same to you, for all eternity." I promise to him. As Francis runs from the room he soils himself. I pull Charlotte from under the bed, tuck her back under her covers and kiss her forehead goodnight. "I'll be back tomorrow night, sleep well darling." Charlotte Dower is my child, I am the monster under her bed. The monster

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