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awesomacious: A greatly written story: 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, 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 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. "l'll be back tomorrow night, sleep well darling." Charlotte Dower is my child, I am the monster under her bed funny.C awesomacious: A greatly written story

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awesomacious: A greatly written story: 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, 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 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. "l'll be back tomorrow night, sleep well darling." Charlotte Dower is my child, I am the monster under her bed funny.C awesomacious: A greatly written story

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A greatly written story: 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, 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 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. "l'll be back tomorrow night, sleep well darling." Charlotte Dower is my child, I am the monster under her bed funny.C A greatly written story

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The Monster Under the Bed: 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 gain. "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 Under the Bed

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Update on my little baby. We decided to name him Ocho! We had to move from my hometown to two hours north to my apartment. He was fine in the car but things went downhill when we got here. He was refusing food and his paws and ears are ice cold. He has pale gums too. He threw up this morning so I took him to the vet. None were available so a nurse checked his vitals and decided he would be okay until we could come back later during their walk-in hours. So we’re going back in about two hours. Since we brought him home earlier he was acting more like himself. Tying to eat our food and wanting snuggles. My only concern is that he’s ice cold on the paws, ears, and tail. I’ve been keeping him wrapped in the grey blanket as much as possible. Please send all your prayers, positive energy, and good vibes this way. We could really use it. I’m praying Ocho will have a long happy life with us. Life hits me hard when it decides to hit so I’m sorry about all the ads recently. Normally I try to have a bunch of posts in between but I just don’t have the time right now, or the motivation, to be honest. My rent is outrageous and the ad money is going straight to Ocho. Thank you for everyone who has sent me positive and encouraging messages. You have no idea how much it helps. Thank you so much for supporting me and Ocho.: Update on my little baby. We decided to name him Ocho! We had to move from my hometown to two hours north to my apartment. He was fine in the car but things went downhill when we got here. He was refusing food and his paws and ears are ice cold. He has pale gums too. He threw up this morning so I took him to the vet. None were available so a nurse checked his vitals and decided he would be okay until we could come back later during their walk-in hours. So we’re going back in about two hours. Since we brought him home earlier he was acting more like himself. Tying to eat our food and wanting snuggles. My only concern is that he’s ice cold on the paws, ears, and tail. I’ve been keeping him wrapped in the grey blanket as much as possible. Please send all your prayers, positive energy, and good vibes this way. We could really use it. I’m praying Ocho will have a long happy life with us. Life hits me hard when it decides to hit so I’m sorry about all the ads recently. Normally I try to have a bunch of posts in between but I just don’t have the time right now, or the motivation, to be honest. My rent is outrageous and the ad money is going straight to Ocho. Thank you for everyone who has sent me positive and encouraging messages. You have no idea how much it helps. Thank you so much for supporting me and Ocho.

Update on my little baby. We decided to name him Ocho! We had to move from my hometown to two hours north to my apartment. He was fine in...

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<p><a href="http://verygayandverytired.tumblr.com/post/175791926483/ramenfuneral-oppa-homeless-style" class="tumblr_blog">verygayandverytired</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://ramenfuneral.tumblr.com/post/170216522067/oppa-homeless-style-pettankochan" class="tumblr_blog">ramenfuneral</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://oppa-homeless-style.tumblr.com/post/170117577760/pettankochan-pettankochan-damn-look-how-ripe" class="tumblr_blog">oppa-homeless-style</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://pettankochan.tumblr.com/post/170113566331" class="tumblr_blog">pettankochan</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://pettankochan.tumblr.com/post/170113090216" class="tumblr_blog">pettankochan</a>:</p> <blockquote><p>Damn, look how ripe these soda’s are. Almost ready for peeling.</p></blockquote> <p>oof….</p> <figure data-orig-width="486" data-orig-height="648" class="tmblr-full"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/ac756a5328d9c46dd5b4b450cfe43fa7/tumblr_inline_p3463b1KKc1r9p50x_540.png" alt="image" data-orig-width="486" data-orig-height="648"/></figure><p>Now this is perfection. nice and juicy </p> </blockquote> <p>call that a freshlight</p> </blockquote> <p>nothing like deep dicking an ice cold frussy</p> </blockquote> <p>learning how to read was the biggest mistake of my life </p> </blockquote>: ay Lemon Squash, h squash racquet Just any zero NO tys REE <p><a href="http://verygayandverytired.tumblr.com/post/175791926483/ramenfuneral-oppa-homeless-style" class="tumblr_blog">verygayandverytired</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://ramenfuneral.tumblr.com/post/170216522067/oppa-homeless-style-pettankochan" class="tumblr_blog">ramenfuneral</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://oppa-homeless-style.tumblr.com/post/170117577760/pettankochan-pettankochan-damn-look-how-ripe" class="tumblr_blog">oppa-homeless-style</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://pettankochan.tumblr.com/post/170113566331" class="tumblr_blog">pettankochan</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://pettankochan.tumblr.com/post/170113090216" class="tumblr_blog">pettankochan</a>:</p> <blockquote><p>Damn, look how ripe these soda’s are. Almost ready for peeling.</p></blockquote> <p>oof….</p> <figure data-orig-width="486" data-orig-height="648" class="tmblr-full"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/ac756a5328d9c46dd5b4b450cfe43fa7/tumblr_inline_p3463b1KKc1r9p50x_540.png" alt="image" data-orig-width="486" data-orig-height="648"/></figure><p>Now this is perfection. nice and juicy </p> </blockquote> <p>call that a freshlight</p> </blockquote> <p>nothing like deep dicking an ice cold frussy</p> </blockquote> <p>learning how to read was the biggest mistake of my life </p> </blockquote>

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