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[ickying-blog]

                                   THE SOUND OF HER NAME MAKES THE LITTLE KIDS CRY !! 

               indie vicky the babysitter from nickelodeon’s fairly odd parents // previously bcbysitter.

[wishfulife-moved]

@bcbysiitter ||  🌟

   YANKING his hair and hat down, eyes WIDENING as his babysitter DESTROYED one of his favorite toys! The child was running our of toys considering how LONG this session of ‘ PLAY TIME ‘ was going. His anxiety was skyrocketing, and he already made the wish of BARRING the doors with planks of wood, but he should’ve known that wasn’t ENOUGH to keep her out of his room. There was NO safe place when she was in the mood to TORTURE. He looked up, eyes directly LOOKING into her deadly FUCHSIA eyes only realizing there was NOTHING but pure evil in those eyes.

   Anxiety rising, as it would whenever she was in an especially MENACING mood, and Timmy was slowly losing control of his emotions. All he wanted to do was throw something at her- make her get a taste  of her own TORMENT! However, considering how much she towered over her, the fake she brought the FLAIL today and he KNEW she would no doubt destroy MORE. But again, his emotions were taking a much tougher hold on his better judgement.

   He grabbed at the pieces of his now BROKEN toy and just THREW them at her. The child let out a SCREAM, calling her a cold-hearted witch, tears WELLING UP, but from ANGER rather than the torment she was dishing out. She might’ve made him cry the time when he was being BANNED from watching television, but she would NOT get him again! ...Until he realized what he just did, and just made a LOUD, very AUDIBLE gulp.

      ░ 🌟 ❝     ...O-or you can not and...uh boy...      ❞

   And he IMMEDIATELY ducked down, and crawled under his bed. He knew it was a fruitless effort, but now he was just running on his basic instinct. ...Even if it was probably going to get him KILLED tonight...

[moralsofajackal-blog]

@bcbysiitter | a sense of unquiet

There would always be those in this world who believed, simply because, they were born to wealthy families that their kin would be given everything.

Didn’t they know, he thought as he kicked the fallen man in the ribs, that the meek inherited the earth?

“I dare you,” Oswald said, leaning forward to survey the damage he’d delivered to the man, “to call me that again. Say it!”

And the disgraced creature twitched and said, “----all right, all right, sorry! I won’t call you that again!”

He hated being called anything other than his name and anyone who wouldn’t, especially when they came to HIS club and called him that, well. They had to be made an example of.

“It’s my name or nothing else,” Oswald said before snapping his fingers, signalling the two guards who accompanied him out into the side-alley of the Iceberg Lounge to help the man up, or toss him into on-coming traffic. Whichever they felt like really.

And it was then that Oswald saw that, aside from the muscle behind him, he was no longer alone.

“Well, good evening to you,” he began, tilting his head, still high on blood-lust. “Would you like to come in? The night’s still young.”

[mxdam-a]

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[wishfulife-moved]

@bcbysiitter ||  🌟

      ░ 🌟 ❝     Here’s your chocolate milkshake YOUR MAJESTY.                        Can I go hide in my room NOW? As much as I LOVE                        waiting on your HAND and FOOT, I have homework.     ❞

   Not that he was ACTUALLY going to do it, but he just wanted to slink away and hang out with his Fairies. They were going to play man hunt in the fishbowl! Fish hunt! But he couldn’t do that if VICKY kept asking him to do MUNDANE things. She was REALLY pushing Timmy’s buttons today. More so than USUAL. Oh well, it beat doing her CHORES. 

[childhoodstolen-blog]

“Someone couldn’t pay the price.”

@bcbysiitter

“ what the hell did you do?? ”

[trcshpriince-blog]

            { @bcbysiitter  ☆ ;;

     “Shaaaw.” Mark’s definitely highkey swooning already thanks to Vicky. “You are extra atrocious today, my LOVE, Vicky. Tell me, what can I do to show YOU my affections?”