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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, 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
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, 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

awesomacious: A greatly written story

Being Alone, Crime, and Drinking: Woman gave boy, 14, drug so she could RAPE him It s AWOMAN whraped a 14-year by MARK BRANAGAN old boy after giving him the anti-anxi ety drug Xanax has been jailed Garrett had learning difficulties and Jamie Garrett slipped the youngstera suffered psychological abuse as a tablet beforwarapingtshe added: There hasn't been one The offences took place in August bright spot in the defendant's life so 2016 when Garrett, then aged 22, had far, save for her relationship with her been drinking, smoking cannabis and grandfather. And that came at a price es with him. n risk when she became a carer taking Xanax herself Before a pingschoolboy, Gar Her grandfather has since died, leav- rett gave him a tabet to disinhibit ing Garrett, now 24, alone. She admit- him, Sheffield Crown Court was told. ted sexual activity with a child and Prosecutor lan Goldsack said Garrett supplying a controlled drug. told police she had taken five or six Jailing her for two years and five tablets herself and 'drunk a variety of months, Judge Jeremy Richardson QC alcoholic drinks and also smoked can said: I take into account there was the te nabis. Garrett later told police she had use of drugs trapet the boy You engaged in a variety of sexual acts with the boy. You have had a dreadful life, and have a range of per- re is named for legal reasons, said he was sonal vulnerabilities. But you have, been prescribed the Xanax by her doc- The boy's mother, who cannot be acutely embarrassed' by what had happened Katherine Goddard, mitigating, said however, committed a serious crime. Garrett was also placed on the sex offenders' register for ten years. darthlampman: Just gonna leave these edits here…
Being Alone, Crime, and Drinking: Woman gave
 boy, 14, drug
 so she could
 RAPE him
 It
 s AWOMAN whraped a 14-year by MARK BRANAGAN
 old boy after giving him the anti-anxi
 ety drug Xanax has been jailed
 Garrett had learning difficulties and
 Jamie Garrett slipped the youngstera suffered psychological abuse as a
 tablet beforwarapingtshe added: There hasn't been one
 The offences took place in August bright spot in the defendant's life so
 2016 when Garrett, then aged 22, had far, save for her relationship with her
 been drinking, smoking cannabis and grandfather. And that came at a price
 es
 with him.
 n risk
 when she became a carer
 taking Xanax herself
 Before a pingschoolboy, Gar Her grandfather has since died, leav-
 rett gave him a tabet to disinhibit ing Garrett, now 24, alone. She admit-
 him, Sheffield Crown Court was told. ted sexual activity with a child and
 Prosecutor lan Goldsack said Garrett
 supplying a controlled drug.
 told police she had taken five or six Jailing her for two years and five
 tablets herself and 'drunk a variety of months, Judge Jeremy Richardson QC
 alcoholic drinks and also smoked can said: I take into account there was the
 te nabis. Garrett later told police she had use of drugs trapet the boy
 You engaged in a variety of sexual
 acts with the boy. You have had a
 dreadful life, and have a range of per-
 re is named for legal reasons, said he was sonal vulnerabilities. But you have,
 been prescribed the Xanax by her doc-
 The boy's mother, who cannot be
 acutely embarrassed' by what had
 happened
 Katherine Goddard, mitigating, said
 however, committed a serious crime.
 Garrett was also placed on the sex
 offenders' register for ten years.
darthlampman:

Just gonna leave these edits here…

darthlampman: Just gonna leave these edits here…

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, 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
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, 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

awesomacious: A greatly written story

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, 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
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, 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

A greatly written story

Tablet, Target, and Tumblr: hyilians: nivrir: i let my mom borrow my tablet and she drew these one time i let my grandpa borrow my tablet and he drew a cowboy
Tablet, Target, and Tumblr: hyilians:

nivrir:

i let my mom borrow my tablet and she drew these

one time i let my grandpa borrow my tablet and he drew a cowboy

hyilians: nivrir: i let my mom borrow my tablet and she drew these one time i let my grandpa borrow my tablet and he drew a cowboy

Facts, Period, and Respect: sadboi-syd Complaint about delivery of the wrong grade of copper About 1750 BC (Old Babylonian period). from Ur ME 33123 the Ningal ssful trading Gulf o sian an period) to tastefullvoffensive Babylonian era problems. (photo via tbc34) dama3 old school hate mail jakovu Imagine how pissed you have to be to engrave a rock thesparkofrevolution Ok but there was this guy called Ea-nasir who was a total crook and would actually cheat people ought of good copper and sell them shit instead The amount of correspondences complaining to and about this guy are HILARIOUS blacktyranitar Are you telling me we know about a specific guy who lived 5000 years ago, by name, because he was a huge asshole thesparkofrevolution More like 4000 years ago but yes. Ea-nasir and his dodgy business deals prokopetz And we haven't even touched on the true hilarity of the situation yet. Consider two additional facts He wasn't just into copper trading. There are letters complaining about Ea-nasir's business practices with respect to everything from kitchenwares to real estate speculation to second-hand clothing. The guy was everywhere The majority of the surviving correspondences regarding Ea- nasir were recovered from one particular room in a building that is believed to have been Ea-nasir's own house Like, these are clay tablets. They're bulky, fragile, and difficult to store. They typically weren't kept long-term unless they contained financial records or other vital information (which is why we have huge reams of financial data about ancient Babylon in spite of how little we know about the actual culture: most of the surviving tablets are commercial inventories, bills of sale, etc.) But this guy, this Ea-nasir, he kept all of his angry letters hundreds of them - and meticulously filed and preserved them in a dedicated room in his house. What kind of guy does that? Tumblr discusses the Complaint tablet to Ea-nasir
Facts, Period, and Respect: sadboi-syd
 Complaint about delivery
 of the wrong grade of copper
 About 1750 BC (Old Babylonian
 period). from Ur
 ME 33123
 the Ningal
 ssful trading
 Gulf
 o
 sian
 an period)
 to
 tastefullvoffensive
 Babylonian era problems. (photo via tbc34)
 dama3
 old school hate mail
 jakovu
 Imagine how pissed you have to be to engrave a rock
 thesparkofrevolution
 Ok but there was this guy called Ea-nasir who was a total crook and
 would actually cheat people ought of good copper and sell them shit
 instead
 The amount of correspondences complaining to and about this guy are
 HILARIOUS
 blacktyranitar
 Are you telling me we know about a specific guy who lived 5000 years
 ago, by name, because he was a huge asshole
 thesparkofrevolution
 More like 4000 years ago but yes. Ea-nasir and his dodgy business
 deals
 prokopetz
 And we haven't even touched on the true hilarity of the situation yet.
 Consider two additional facts
 He wasn't just into copper trading. There are letters complaining
 about Ea-nasir's business practices with respect to everything
 from kitchenwares to real estate speculation to second-hand
 clothing. The guy was everywhere
 The majority of the surviving correspondences regarding Ea-
 nasir were recovered from one particular room in a building that
 is believed to have been Ea-nasir's own house
 Like, these are clay tablets. They're bulky, fragile, and difficult to store.
 They typically weren't kept long-term unless they contained financial
 records or other vital information (which is why we have huge reams of
 financial data about ancient Babylon in spite of how little we know about
 the actual culture: most of the surviving tablets are commercial
 inventories, bills of sale, etc.)
 But this guy, this Ea-nasir, he kept all of his angry letters hundreds of
 them - and meticulously filed and preserved them in a dedicated room
 in his house. What kind of guy does that?
Tumblr discusses the Complaint tablet to Ea-nasir

Tumblr discusses the Complaint tablet to Ea-nasir