I CAN DO THIS !

indie, private, selective, 18+ OZ of beautiful glitch's MONSTER PROM     /    INFO   /   written by Q

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                                           FACE YOUR FEARS.

[memeandprompts]

Fluster my muse, do it, just fluster them.

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` BRIAN ; [ brainsorwhatever​ ]

@fearembodied​ said: “You can’t get rejected if you don’t ask anyone in the first place!”

VALENTINE STARTERS || Accepting

“That implies you’ve been wanting to ask someone out.” With a smirk on his face, Brian leaned his face on his hand, his eyes fixed upon the nervous mass of fear energy before him, the zombie was very much aware that Oz could be pretty shy when it comes to things like romance, sure, he could fight it through, if anything, Oz has a better track record than the zombie, but there were times the dark embodiment needed a little nudge. “C’mon big man, spill it, who are they?”

“Is it Vera? Because I have a feeling that she might be into you.” Brian have always enjoyed playing cupid to his friends, it’s a hell of a lot less effort than to hook up himself. Plus he had the cool-head that the others lacked to see the big picture. 

          Well, he really walked right into that one, didn’t he? Rarely does Oz actually THINK before he speaks, and subsequently, he ends up putting his foot in his mouth more times than not. Subtly also happens to not be of his strong suits, and so actually talking his way out of anything proves to be next to impossible, even during his best of attempts.

          Oops.

          Even so, it doesn’t exactly stop him from trying, either. Sure, he may already be blushing, and his body so tense that even his phobias have gone rigid - except for the one whose currently shooting finger guns at him - though he was normally like this anyway, right? One could only HOPE it’d be believable enough for Brian...

          “W-Wait, no- that’s not- that’s not what I meant-!” he scrambles, ready to further ( poorly ) explain himself, right up until Brian says THAT particular little thing about Vera. Instantly, Oz’s brain completely derails. “I- really? You think- Vera-? I-I mean- did- did she say something...?”

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` SCOTT ; [ howlout​ ]

@fearembodied​ said: 🧸 !

BE MY VALENTINE – belated!

 🧸 to give my muse a giant teddy bear

“ Oz?? OZ??! Where are ya bud?? ” He knows he’s really close by! He smells him and everything but … all he could see in his way was a giant stuffed bear! Must be a new student or something, there wasn’t any giant plush bears roaming the halls since his freshman year and he went on to graduate and become an award winning scientist! 

“ GIANT BEAR?? Have you seen Oz?? Yey high? The emodiment of fear itself but actually really cute and sweet?? And he has like, little hims that come outta his skin and wave hi every now and then– ”

         This will take awhile. Please come out from behind. 

          Okay, so maybe he went a little overboard in purchasing such an enormous teddy bear for his dear friend, Scott. On the other hand, if it’s producing this kind of a reaction from him - one that’s equally endearingly hilarious AND the cutest thing he’s seen in a while - Oz supposes it was kind of worth it.

          Also, the description that Scott offers up to this oversized stuffed animal really has a way of warming Oz’s heart right to its core. Maybe almost even enough to let this little charade go on for a smidge longer, though Oz is hardly selfish, and it’s officially his obligation to help the big, lovable guy out with his understandable confusion.

          “I- I’m right here!” he pipes up from behind the mass of fur and stuffing. On cue to help aid the situation, a couple of his phobias emerge from around the bear and, true to as Scott had mentioned, excitedly wave their little hands at him. A second later, Oz sets the bear down on the ground and steps in front of it to face the other with a mild sense of bashfulness. “Hah, sorry... I, uh- I guess it’s- a bit much, huh...? I just figured- y’know- you’re a big guy, so... who better to deserve a big teddy bear, right-?”

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@ofarson​ said  ;  this took some delicate consideration; the last thing he wants is to spook the poor fearling away with his ideas, but he still wants it to be fun, because he LOVES fun. and oz should have more fun! which is how he comes to the conclusion of-- "motherfucking ice skating!" wait, what? "skating on blades? fucking metal. and it's nothing too extreme, so, you know, i thought we could... try it out? together??" he figured food gifts weren't exactly ideal, but he has marshmallows anyway. just in case.

↳ happy belated valentine’s day !

          He’s not sure how he’s never come to go ice skating in his forever amount of time spent on earth, but alas... And, true to his nature, the idea initially sparks a sense of nervousness the second that Damien suggests it, the thought of slapping on a pair of steel blades onto his already naturally-clumsy frame hardly seems like a GOOD combination.

          But, who knows? Maybe it’ll turn out that he’ll be great at the activity, like some sort of secret, hidden talent just waiting for the opportunity to burst forward and make itself known- and, possibly impress Damien along the way...?

          OR - and in much more likelihood - he’ll fall flat on his face the second he steps onto the ice. He really isn’t looking forward to such potential embarrassment. 

          Still, the fact that Damien is asking him to do this - together, on Valentine’s Day, no less - is undeniably the most compelling aspect of all. Also one that’s certainly the most difficult to turn down, even if Oz isn’t sure whether he’s intending it to be a an ACTUAL, real, legitimate date or not...

          “Oh- w-well... that sure sounds, um- interesting...” he starts off, slowly, as if waiting for Damien to yell SIKE and leave him standing there like an idiot. He continues, anyway. “Okay... Y-Yeah, I- I think I’d like that... Y’know- if- if it’s really not... extreme...”

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@brainsorwhatever​ said  ;   "Hey, Oz!" Brian appeared with a smile on his face and a chocolate box in his hand. "Happy valentines. It's a heart shaped chocolate with your eyes on it." Brian scratched his cheek sheepishly. "I've used white chocolate but it doesn't match the exact color, sorry about that."

↳ happy belated valentine’s day !

          Roused by the call of his name, Oz peers up from his book to the sight of Brian approaching, and is instantly intrigued by the presence of the heart-shaped box in his hand. A self-proclaimed sucker for anything related to the romance themed holiday - as admittedly cliché as it can get, though he’s yet to complain about any of it - his eyes are quickly lighting up with a mixture of both pleasant surprise and heartwarming sentiment before he’s even yet to see what’s inside.

          He happily accepts the box, opening it to only further intensify his feelings of appreciation upon seeing the chocolate with its adorable addition of his likeness. He has to keep it away from his phobias to prevent it from being destroyed on the spot, whom are already eagerly making grabby hands for it.

          “Aw, Brian! You didn’t have to go through any trouble...” he pipes up, turning his eyes back up towards his friend with such genuine joy written all over his face. “Don’t be sorry, it looks great! Thank you!”

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@influencereaper​​​ said  ;  milo gives him a book of poetry and some yummy treats, but not before putting them against a cute bg and sharing it to the gram with the caption “roses are red, violets are blue, poetry doesn’t have to rhyme with a pic this cute #valentinesday #sodeep #poetry”

↳ happy belated valentine’s day !

          Milo is definitely right. Poetry in fact doesn’t need to rhyme when it’s topped off with something as positively heartwarming and adorable as THIS, and it would seem that their fans would most certainly agree.

          Oz stands next to Milo with the poetry book hugged to his chest, peering over their shoulder in order to catch a glimpse of the incoming wave of supportive likes and comments on their phone. A couple of his phobias make themselves content in devouring those treats, while another drifts to perch upon Milo’s shoulder with VERY distinct heart-eyes as they gaze up at them, perfectly matching Oz’s own feelings about the situation ( and about them ).

          It’s an understatement to say that he feels special, the spread of warmth radiating throughout his chest and tinting his cheeks accordingly. Soon enough, his eyes move away from Milo’s ever-active phone to instead settle upon their face, a happy, contented sigh exhaling through his nose in response. Oh, yes. He’s hopelessly smitten.

          “Thank you... Uh, y’know- again.” He’s honestly lost count of how many time’s he’s expressed his gratitude. Oh well. “I just- this is... really sweet, so... Well, I mean- not in, like- a pun sort of way, but... I, um- appreciate it... a lot...”

[quinlinkin]

🖤🤍

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@influencereaper

[sphinxmemesmusings]

Happy Valentine’s Day! Feel free to submit or send Valentines asks to my muse(s)!

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rpmemedumpster​:

Valentine’s Day RP Meme

Symbols:

send 💝 to give my muse a box of chocolates

send 🌹 to give my muse a rose

send 💕 to ask my muse out on a date

send 💍 to propose to my muse

send 💋 to kiss my muse

send 💧 to find out that my muse was stood up on their date

send 💿 to give my muse a romantic mixtape

send 🎶 to serenade my muse

Starters:

“Wow is all this chocolate really for me?”

“Aw, you shouldn’t have. Really. You shouldn’t have.”

“You don’t think a literal truckload of roses is too much?”

“Will you be mine?”

“Happy Valentine’s day! Here, I got you this.”

“So, do you have a date tonight?”

“Love stinks, what do you say to a night in? Just you, me, and all the ice cream we can stuff in our faces.”

“I love you, I love you more than anything.”

“I know it’s cheesy but I wrote you a poem.”

“This is the worst day of the year.”

“Sorry but I’m allergic to strawberries.”

“Love is in the air.”

“Maybe I’m only in love with the idea of being in love.”

“Look at all those happy couples, fawning over each other. Disgusting.”

“This Valentine’s day I’m treating myself. I don’t need anybody else.”

“I’m so nervous about my date tonight. Maybe I should just cancel and say I was sick.”

“You’re the best boyfriend/girlfriend/datemate ever.”

“You ready to hit the stores once all the leftover candy gets discounted?”

“I couldn’t get reservations, are you alright with pizza instead?”

[circeistic]

Oz might be too shy for selfies but their little blobs love it.

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@influencereaper

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@bestconqueror​ said  ;  “ the bigger the boobs , the stronger they are. that’s anime logic , at least. “

↳ random sentence starters: the third  ;  accepting !

          Oz’s first instinct is to feel afraid. Not of boobs, per se - boobs were nice, after all - but rather the notion that they could be powerful in any sense of the term. Though he’s personally seen enough anime to know the statement is technically true. And sure, logically-speaking, he supposes it’s not ENTIRELY unrealistic to imagine- powerful boobs. The bigger they are, the more weight they’d naturally possess. Theoretically, they COULD potentially do some real damage, if given the chance.

          Great. Now he can’t stop thinking of boobs being used as literal weapons.

          However, talking about boobs of any nature with someone is bound to entice an awkward sort of reaction from his usual, timid self. A hand reaches up to somewhat nervously scratch at the back of his head as he regards Dahlia with a breathy sort of chuckle. “Um- I guess you’re right-” On further thought, how could a pair of boobs even be measured in strength? He does his best not to ponder this aloud. “Anime can be pretty wild, huh-? Makes you wonder, y’know... how its logic could match up with, like- real logic...”

          He’s headed down a rabbit hole; he can feel it. A dark, anime boob-filled rabbit hole that is suspiciously tying into real life wonders about the physics of ACTUAL boobs...

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@howlout​ said  ;  “ oh , come on ! they were literally holding hands and becoming self aware of their own mortality ! it was a sad moment— stop laughing at me ! toy story 3 didn’t have to do us like that ! “

↳ random sentence starters: the third  ;  accepting !

          It’s not that Oz disagrees with anything Scott is currently telling him. Really, it’s not- it’s plain and simply how passionate he seemed to be about the premise of a Disney movie, which, truthfully so, had indeed taken an unexpected, surprisingly dark turn that Oz was undoubtedly questioning, himself. And yet, as the credits rolled, he was too preoccupied with laughing at the werewolf instead of taking the time to AGREE with him as he saw fit.

          He couldn’t help it. Scott was adorable, at although his words were certainly not unfounded, Oz truly couldn’t control the bubbling laughter that arose from him in response.

          “Okay, no, I get it-” Oz finally manages to state, wiping a single tear from his eye. “But, it had a happy ending, right? I mean, that’s kinda what Disney is all about. Pulling at our heartstrings until everything is made right in the end. Totally makes it worth it, don’t you think?”

          Not that he’s necessarily over the shock of a children’s movie pulling such a BOLD move. Or, debatably more emotionally-so, the ending that showcased Andy’s final moments with his beloved toys, the goodbye scene of driving away into the sunset that still tediously clung to the back of Oz’s brain. He’s not ready to talk about it.

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@ofarson​ said  ;  “ … do you want to do something stupid with me ? “

↳ random sentence starters: the third  ;  accepting !

          He’s certainly going to blame it on the weird shot he took around the campfire that shockingly looked like his own phobia buddies- and even more-shockingly struck him with a sense of BOLDNESS that quickly overtook the rest of his senses. He feels... rejuvenated. Alive. Fearless. Ironically enough, it’s all things he arguably should already be given the nature of his very being, and yet it comes to him anew; not for the first time, of course, yet certainly a rare occurrence in itself.

          As he takes a seat next to Damien near the burning fire, he’s positively buzzing with energy. Hands fidgeting atop his jean-clad knees with something other than nervousness for once, eyes darting around the open space towards each of the other monsters enjoying the warmth and socialization.

          And then, it comes. Whether Damien had noticed his sudden shift in demeanor or not, the question strikes him at the upmost perfect of times. The premise of ‘something stupid’ would undoubtedly NORMALLY result in Oz instantly shying away, wanting nothing to do with anything that could potentially result in a determinately poor outcome.

          This time, it’s vastly different. “I- yeah,” he says with little hesitation, his posture stiff as a board upon the log they’re sharing as he turns to face him. “What is it? The- stupid thing-?”

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@spicyadult​​ said  ;  “ … do you want to do something stupid with me ? “

↳ random sentence starters: the third  ;  accepting !

          Naturally, his first instinct would be no. For it wasn’t hard to imagine that whatever idea Damien currently had brewing within his mind WASN’T a good one in any way, shape or form. Most especially when the demon himself was referring to it as stupid, that alone making Oz more uneasy that he had been initially. The question was: how stupid was stupid? In what context was stupid even being used? Stupid in the terms of actual intelligence, or in terms of inevitable DANGER of the highest degree? He has so many questions.

          But, with all those questions bouncing around in his head, came a building sense of curiosity that betrayed his very intuition. The fact that Damien was asking HIM of all others arguably took the top spot of interest, and Oz would be a liar if he said he didn’t want to know exactly what Damien wanted to do together. Ugh.

          Although, he supposes it couldn’t hurt to simply ask. Not agreeing in the slightest, just a basic question to get his answer, and then he can decline whatever invitation he’s presented with. Right- of course. That was obviously the SAFEST way to go.

          “Uh- I mean... what did you- have in mind...?” He’ll very possibly regret asking at all, yet on the slightest chance that this ISN’T an idea to burn something down or otherwise cause physical harm to Oz and/or many others, perhaps it won’t be so doomed to participate in, after all.

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@influencereaper​ said  ;  “ you don’t have to be jealous , you know~ “

↳ random sentence starters: the third  ;  accepting !

          Surely there was no way he had made it that obvious what his current feelings were. As Milo oh-so charmingly interacted with their abundance of positively STARSTRUCK fans through yet another one of their livestream events, he simply couldn’t have made it so unmistakably clear that he was - indeed - hopelessly jealous beyond a reasonable doubt.

          Envious of these strangers soaking up all of Milo’s attention, almost downright resentful of the way he swears he could detect a hint of a FLIRTATIOUS tone as they spoke to their adoring, devoted viewers- and most definitely not directing any of it to himself... He had done all he could to hide it... hadn’t he?

          Oz nearly evaporates on the spot once he realizes that no. No, he most certainly did NOT hide any of it. In fact, Milo’s direct observation has him catching himself on the spot with his eyes narrowed and brows pulled together with disdain as he absolutely glares at the screen of their busy phone. He withdraws immediately with is face on FIRE.

          “Wh- n-no, I-! I-I’m not- jealous...-” It’s useless, and he knows it. Instinct would have him pointlessly continuing to try and save himself, anyhow. “I- j-just- I was- trying to- to read what- y’know- w-what everyone is... saying-” Lame. -10 charm. Failure.

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@brainsorwhatever​​​​​ said  ;    “ how much britney spears i’ve listened to in the last 72 hours is none of your business ! “ A drunk Brian mumbled, his earphones plugged to nothing.

↳ random sentence starters: the third  ;  accepting !

          Well, Oz supposes he can’t exactly argue that. Except for the fact that it appears upon closer inspection that Brian isn’t listening to anything at all. Or is he? He’s never quite seen a corded bluetooth device before, but he supposes anything is possible. On the other hand, perhaps his friend is connected to some kind of brainwave radio, and those earphones aren’t part of the equation at all.

          Of course, the MOST likely explanation is that Brain is drunk of his rocker and completely unaware that his headphones have somehow become disconnected. Either way, Oz supposes he should point this out to his buddy- it’s the courteous thing to do, right?

          “Brian-” Oz starts, before a short giggle escapes him prior to what he says next. “Look- listen to all the Britney Spears you want, just- maybe you should, uh- actually plug this back in before you do, y’know...?” He reaches for the end of the cord then, bringing it up to Brian’s eye level- as if the current flow of silence into his ears wouldn’t have already been enough of an indicator.