#butters looks so cute i wanna hug him

[vvanini]

the gang & butters post covid evolution + hair versions

#south park #stan marsh #kyle broflovski #eric cartman #kenny mccormick #butters stotch #sp fanart #south park fanart #sp post covid #south park post covid #victor chaos #my art #i actually enjoyed doing this a lot #also stan looks so miserable i feel bad for him bruh #butters looks so cute i wanna hug him #he's so little 😭🥹🥺 #i like drawing kenny unhooded so that will be the default for him #VICTOR CHAOS IS SO HANDSOME

[st4rr-girrl]

cheater pt 2 please 🥹

Cheater Pt 2

M.R x Fem! Reader

Summary; Mattheo Riddle, one of your close friends notices your sad energy. He attempts to cheer you up.

Thanks for the request, enjoy! xx

Warnings; swearing, angst, hurt/comfort, mentions of smut/implied sexual intercourse, nicknames; bunny & Mi Amor

Side note; Bunny is ur nickname that Mattheo gave you a long time ago, like when you were little. You found a bunny at the park and adopted it and he started calling you bunny. (Idk thought it was cute)

A/n: Should I make this a series? I know I never finish my other ones bc idk where the plot is going nd I lose motivation but ik what to write for this.

Now playing; never felt so alone -labrinth

Up next; see how I circle/labryrinth

Staring at your plate, filled with foods you would normally dig into, you felt an inexplainable emptiness in the pit of your stomach. Some people were already heading off to their dorms for a good nights sleep, since the school year was almost over and finals were coming up.

Although you were surrounded by people you loved, you still felt a bit lonely. You lost the one person who understood how you felt. You didn’t miss his longing gaze, that stared at your melancholy expression. He wanted nothing more than to hug you and tell Astoria to fuck off, but he understood what he did was wrong.

You’re just protecting yourself.

You glanced at your long-time friend, Mattheo, who was shooting daggers at Draco.

Just as your thoughts were about to consume you, Pansy spoke up. “Earth to Y/n?” She noticed the sad expression on your tired face, and attempted to cheer you up.

“Sorry.” You furrowed your brows and shook your head. “What were you saying?” Pansy pulled you out of your trance-like state.

“We were just debating which was better; butter-beer, or chocolate frogs.” Pansy raised a brow, awaiting your answer.

“Well chocolate frogs are good,” Pansy felt hopeful that at-least one person would agree with her about her favorite treat. “-but…” her face dropped. “Sorry Pansy, chocolate frogs get away too easily! And butter-beer is top tier.” You raised your hands in defense, while Pansy sighed and admitted defeat while Theodore teased her. A spark of happiness fluttering for a moment. You smiled contentedly, before you felt that damn stare.

You frowned and bounced your leg up and down. You felt a hand on your bouncing leg, and looked up. Mattheo was smiling reassuringly. “You ok?” He whispered, gazing at you with adoration. You two were in your own little world while the others talked. He gently grabbed both of your hands.

You smiled softly, about to answer when Astoria came in. She sat on Draco’s lap and stared right at you with a devilish grin.

Your eyes widened slightly, while tears filled your eyes. Draco could no longer face you without shame. You bit your lip and faced back to Mattheo who glared at Draco and Astoria.

“I think I need some air.” You said quickly, pulling your hands from Mattheo softly as you rushed out of the dinning room.

You headed through the halls, not noticing the tall male that followed behind you.

You debated where to go, before your mind lingered around going to the astronomy tower.

So thats where you went. You ran up the stairs and collapsed to the floor, holding yourself while sobs wracked through your body.

Someone sat beside you, and you sniffled before glancing up. It was Mattheo. A part of you was expecting Draco to be there, but it was nothing more than a silly thought. Besides, seeing Mattheo was a lot better than seeing Draco. A pleasant surprise if you will.

Mattheo pulled out a cigarette, putting it to his lips and lighting it. He handed you one.

“Mattheo, you really need to stop smoking.” You said, but still took the cigarette and let him light it.

“I’ll stop when you stop.” He smiled, making you shake your head and smile, while wiping your tears. You didn’t wanna cry in front of him. It was embarrassing, even though you’ve known him forever.

You took a puff of the cigarette as Mattheo scooted closer and wrapped an arm around your waist.

You leaned your head against him. You too were super affectionate before you started dating Draco. You’d cuddle, hug, a kiss on the cheek or head every now and then, but Draco was upset with this. Reasonably, of course, but it cause you and Mattheo to drift apart slightly. Draco was always possessive of you, so you saw less and less of your friends. Ironic, huh.

So this type of affection usually wouldn’t make you flustered, or give you butterflies; but it did. Heat crept up your neck, and you felt nauseous, as if butterflies were flying in your stomach.

“Yknow…” Mattheo said, disturbing the comforting silence. You hummed, looking up and noticing he was already glancing down at you. “There’s a bright side to this.”

You raised a brow. “And that is?”

“I can tell you something I’ve always wanted to.”

“And that is?” This caught your attention.

“I really like you, Bunny.” Your eyes widened as you stared, searching for anything that would tell you that this was some type of sick joke.

Gladly, there was no trace of him playing with your feelings. Only raw, sentimental emotion.

“I-I really like you too, Mattheo.” Your mouth tripped over your words as a faint blush crept up your neck to your cheeks. He cupped your cheek with the hand that didn’t hold a cigarette. You cupped his cheek as well, but your hand did hold a cigarette.

You both leaned in slowly, meeting one another in the middle. You smiled into the kiss, and melted in his hands.

You got on his lap and grinded, the once innocent kiss turning into something less innocent.

One things led to another and….

—

You shifted in your sleep, feeling a warm pair of strong arms wrapped around you. You smiled contentedly, turning around and facing Mattheo. To your surprise, he was already awake.

“Hey, bunny.” He said, smiling at the nickname he gave you a long while back.

“Hello Mi amor.” Mattheo spoke Spanish, and you took a few classes with him, so you started calling him that.

“Are we official?” He asks.

“What do you mean?” You ask with a raised brow. “I mean we had sex, so I’d like to believe we’re official.” You laugh, as he laughs along. His laugh vibrates his chest, and it give you butterflies.

“We should probably get ready for class.” You considered, softly getting up from the bed. “We don’t want anyone catching us in the same dorm room do we?” You added, before he could protest.

“Finee.” He groaned, getting out of bed gingerly.

He kissed your cheek, before you left to your dorm with all your school clothes in your hands.

—

Time rolled by quickly, and it was now dinner.

You were late, per usual, but this time your melancholy expression was replaced with one of happiness.

Astoria was sitting on Draco’s lap, and staring at you with confusion. Why weren’t you upset?

You strolled happily to the slytherin table, and took your seat right on Mattheo’s lap. You stared at Astoria with pride, and scowled at Draco.

Kissing Mattheo on the cheek, though it was not for revenge. You just loved him.

And this time, you were not letting anything get in the way of that.

#mattheo riddle #mattheoxreader #mattheo riddle x reader #harry potter #draco angst #draco malfoy angst #Mattheo riddle angst #fluff? #angst #hurt/comfort #smut #mattheo x y/n #mattheo x you #mattheo riddle smut #mattheo riddle x you

[taytrashmouth]

HIII!!!! could u do prompt 1 w peeta I think it would fit his character so well bc he’s actually the sweetest boy ever (also I love ur pfp robin lovers rise!!)

It so would!!!! Okay I love this!

Omg thank you! Robin slays- we should have a club…

Prompt 1: you’re being all cute and sweet and it’s making me want to kiss you

I hope you enjoy! This is just tooth rotting fluff.

Roses and kisses

Peeta Mellark x reader

Peeta was the perfect boyfriend. You realised this really early on in your relationship.

When you mentioned that you liked the smell of roses, the next day he was in your front yard planting rose bushes. You almost cried when you found out he came over every morning to trim, care for and water them.

You often visited him in the victors village, and today was a short, but difficult walk there. You were having the worst cramps which you mentioned to Peeta this morning when he tended to your roses.

“Peeta!” You called as you entered his home.

“Upstairs bathroom!” He yelled back and you began to walk upstairs.

When you turned into the room tears immediately filled your eyes. He had run you a bath, with rose petals floating in the water.

“Peeta-“ you could barely say anything.

“You said you had cramps…and I don’t know much about that stuff but I asked Katniss and she said heat helped sometimes so I ran you a bath.” He explained, completely oblivious to how perfect he was.

When you first started dating Peeta you were worried because of how the Capitol made it seem like he and Katniss had something going. But how could you be, he was so loyal and trustworthy.

“Thank you.” Tears fell from your eyes, more emotional today than any other.

“You don’t like it?” He asked, laced with concern.

“No no! Peeta…it’s perfect, you’re perfect. It’s just so nice and nobody has ever done something so sweet for me before.” You explained.

“Hey it’s okay.” He held you so tightly as he hugged you, stroking your hair. He didn’t mind if you cried on his shirt or were emotional. He was there for you.

“Well I’ll wait downstairs.” He smiled.

“No…you don’t have to leave.” You blurted out.

He nodded.

“I won’t look.” He stated as you pulled at the hem of your shirt. He looked at his feet while you got undressed. You hadn’t gotten there yet.

“I don’t mind if you look, Peeta.” You told him, his slowly raised his gaze. His eyes did a quick search of your naked body but they locked onto your eyes. It was small gestures like that, the ones he didn’t even know he was doing.

“Probably shouldn’t do this today.” Gesturing to yourself. “I’m all bloated and gross-“ you tried to explain.

“You’re so beautiful n/n” he stated just above a whisper. He was the only one that called you n/n. You smiled softly. How did you get so lucky.

You climbed in the bath, the water was so warm and soothing.

You spoke for a while, before Peeta offered to wash your hair.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to-“ he was nervous. “I want to.” You replied with a smile.

He massaged your head to gently, making sure soap didn’t go into your eye. He covered every inch of your head with soap and used a bowl to help rinsing it out. He used his hand as a shield from the water. Treating you with more care than you ever had. He finished by smoothing your hair back and softly kissing your forehead.

He was perfect.

He went downstairs to let you change and when you walked into the kitchen he was buttering some steamy bread.

“I thought you’d be hungry, so I made bread before you came. It just came out the oven.” He handed you a plate.

You could do nothing except smile at this perfect boy. “Thank you. It smells delicious.” You spoke as you took a bite of the soft bread. Warm butter on your lips.

“Holy shit!” You smiled widely. He smiled to himself, proud of his work.

“What do you wanna do today?” Peeta asked.

“Can we maybe just lie down. Rest.” You asked.

He smiled and nodded.

When you had eaten about six slices of bread, Peeta didn’t make a comment about how much you ate, he simply asked if you wanted him to make more.

Soon enough you were upstairs in his room. He walked into the on suite to drain the bath water before he lay down.

“Shit.” He spoke as he walked out of the bathroom, shirt covered in water. He obviously leaned to far forward when draining the water.

“Oh no.” You stood up, that’s when he saw you had changed into one of his plain t-shirts and your underwear.

“Wow.” He breathed out. “You’re really beautiful.” He told you so genuinely.

You smiled. Looking at him with nothing but love.

“Peeta…you’re being all cute and sweet and it’s making me want to kiss you.

He smiled shyly, blush touching his cheeks.

“Okay.”

You kissed him gently but passionately. Holding his cheeks.

When you pulled away he smiled with swollen lips, the sight made you giggle.

“Change you’re shirt and come cuddle.” You made grabby hands from the bed after you sat back down.

He looked nervous. “ I won’t look.” You assured him. He looked eternally grateful.

Peeta had told you before, he was littered with scars from the games, from his parents. He hated it. He was really insecure. He knew you would love him no matter what he looked like but it was still scary. He could barely look at himself in the mirror.

You turned to face the other way.

You heard some movement before you heard his voice again.

“N/n.”

You waited a second before turning around to see his bare chest. You smiled. Sure enough there were scars everywhere.

He looked at the ground, he looked nervous, more than you think you’d seen him before.

“You’re really handsome.” You told him and lifted his chin, stroking his cheek when you approached.

He smiled too.

“Thank you for showing me.” You smiled at him brightly. Teary again, it was a big deal.

You squeezed his hand to let him know it was okay.

You pulled him into his soft bed and you both lay entangled in each other. Your head on his bare chest and he played with your hair.

“Is this okay.” You asked as traced one of his scars.

He hesitated before nodding.

“You don’t have to say yes.” You say up slightly.

“I know. Don’t stop…it’s nice.” He held your head back to his chest and continued.

“Thank you for today.” You whispered. He answered simply with a kiss on your head.

Requests are open please send them in

#y/n #the hunger games peeta #thg peeta #thg #thg series #thg fanfiction #the hunger games #peeta my beloved #peeta mellark #team peeta #peeta mellark x reader #peeta supremacy #peeta x reader

[y4z1]

𝗕𝗥𝗢𝗪𝗡𝗜𝗘 𝗕𝗔𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥 | part 1

Pairing: Childhood friend Felix x reader

Genre: fluff, smut, childhood friends to lovers

Synopsis: it's a boring Saturday and you're watching stranger things, when you see your phone light up to a text message. It's Felix asking to come over and make brownies. Things escalate quickly when you decide to do a small favor for him.

Warnings: swearing, possessive felix?, 18+ content, minors dni, making out, hickeys, dirty talk kinda, manhandling?, That's pretty much it enjoy!

WC: 0.8k

PART 2 →

The sound of Dustin's voice resonated in your ears as you were rewatching the stranger things. You had several plans today but none of which you could complete due to your lazing around. But it was a boring Saturday, you were tired from work, and all motivation had left your body. You lived alone, so who was to complain?

The sight of your phone lightning up on the corner of your eye snapped you out of your thoughts. It was Felix.

You instantly picked up your phone with excitement and started tapping away at the letters on your phone.

Yongbokie🧸🌹: Heyyy

Yongbokie🧸🌹: wyd????👀

You: HIII

You: watching stranger things wbuuuu

Yongbokie🧸🌹: again?

Yongbokie🧸🌹: I was just gonna ask if u wanna make brownies with me ^v^

You: yeah sure id love to :)

You and Felix were best friends since childhood. There isnt a single memory you can recall that Felix wasn't in, he was the only person who truly understood you. He was like your other piece of the puzzle.

Getting yourself up and off the couch you excitedly rushed to the bathroom to get ready and pick out a simple outfit from your closet. You quickly threw on a skirt and an oversized hoodie. You did some light makeup, grabbed a cute bag and left.

After what felt like forever, you finally arrived. You didn't know why but you felt a little nervous. Maybe it was just because you hadn't seen Felix in a while. You pushed all feelings aside and knocked on the door.

You were instantly met with a pair of brown chocolate eyes, you would stare at them for eternity if you could.

"hi"

"hey", his deep Australian accent never failed to fluster you. He pulled you into a hug, it was like a tradition for you and Felix now, you'd hug everytime you met. But this time it felt different.

A while after catching up and gathering all the ingredients, you both decided to finally begin baking, but how could you when he's standing right in front of you. His gaze was strong, like he could seduce you with just his eyes. His lips? Cherry red, so plush and soft. Oh the urge to pull him close and kiss him—what were you thinking. You were just friends. Nothing more. Even though it hurt to admit it, you knew it was wrong to have such thoughts about your childhood friend.

You pushed any intrusive thoughts away and, finally, you started the process. You broke the chocolate into pieces. You added the chocolate and some butter into the pan and started stirring until it melted. You were about to add the sugar, eggs, vanilla and flour but Felix insisted on doing it for you. After putting the brownies in the oven. You leaned against the counter. The whole time you could sense felix's quick glances at you from the side of your eye but you didn't think much of it.

You looked at Felix as he was already staring at you. You noticed the brownie batter on the side of his mouth.

"did you eat the batter?"

He chuckled, "yeah I did"

Walking over to the tissue roll, you ripped off a corner of the tissue. His eyes burning holes in your back. You walked over to him and glided the tissue across the corner of his plush lips.

He harshly pulled both your arms and wrapped them around his neck. His right arm, snaking around your waist. "You could've used your tongue instead". You were left speechless and a blushing hot mess. You were sure by now you'd looked like a tomato. "Hm?" he purred. Both of his hands now around your waist as he slowly pushed you into the edge of the island. You let go of your arms around his neck, and he instantly caged you in, both hands on your side, pushing you into the cold marble. Your hand went up to his chest, not finding it in you to push him away— maybe a part of you wanted this. He was leaning closer and closer. He cupped your cheeks and you could feel his soft lips crash into yours. Butterflies filling your stomach-more like a zoo. You couldn't take in what was happening but you wanted more. You pulled him closer, your bodies drawing eachother in like magnets. The room was filled in light groans and sounds of pleasure. What was once a kiss, was know a make out session. Hands roaming around eachothers body.

Without breaking the kiss, he used his strong arms, lifted you up by the waist and sat you on the kitchen island. He slowly trailed kisses down to your neck. He sucked onto your soft skin, which let a quiet moan out of you.

His left hand traveled down to your heat, rubbing your clit in circles. "Fuck, your so wet" he growled in your ear.

Just when you heard the bedroom door rattle.

This was short, and I know this might not be the best but i am still new to this app so I'm still learning. this got deleted 3 times and I'm so disappointed

#bang chan fluff #han smut #seungmin smut #han jisung smut #stray kids scenarios #stray kids fic #stray kids hard thoughts #hyunjin hard thoughts #skz drabbles #felix smut #stray kids felix #lee felix #skz felix #felix stray kids #felix skz #felix fluff #felix angst #stray kids reader #stray kids x reader #felix x reader #felix x you #felix x y/n #stray kids angst #stray kids fanfic #stray kids fanfiction #stray kids fluff #stray kids hyunjin #stray kids reactions #stray kids smut #stray kids imagines

[kennyluvr]

#🪐: main 4 — baking brownies with them

synopsis/concept: baking brownies with the main 4

content warnings: none!

author's note: the thing with ike is partially based of a personal experience LMAO. also i think there's tense inconsistencies but i don't wanna revise smh, so sorry ab that!

kyle broflovski

kyle loves to bake with you whenever it rains, it helps him relax. whenever he starts to hear even a drizzle he calls you to come over😫

you guys rarely use a prepared recipe though, and whatever you use to make it changes every time, since you're just winging it most days and trying a bunch of stuff

and you guys love to add random shit to it, like whatever you can reach, you just grab it and dump it in.

you guys are constantly giggling and yelling so it never gets boring or quiet, it's literally so fun

literally everything is funny to you, like kyle mixed up the flour and the sugar and you both found it hilarious??

you guys also put music on and dance every few minutes, and while you wait for them to finish

and sometimes ike comes into the kitchen and joins you guys, until kyle makes him leave against your protests 😔

once, ike got on the counter somehow and smeared the batter everywhere when you two weren't looking. that's why kyle doesn't let him stay long most of the time anymore

it was so funny because you both thought it was shit 😨

you guys were laughing until your stomachs hurt when you realized, but sheila was NOT amused 💀

tbh it took longer to clean than to make the brownies since you made such a mess, and lowk made it worse.. but cold brownies are better anyway!

stan marsh

stan would literally be so prepared. he has a recipe sheet, all the ingredients, toppings, and supplies all laid out neatly on the counter.

he'll probably want to add some weird ass shit to it too, like marshmallows, or peanut butter

"trust me it'll taste good! i swear, i've had it before. you're gonna thank me later"

and somehow it does turn out good?? 😧

he'll probably get cute matching aprons for both of you omg??

he partially takes the lead, being kind of bossy tbh but we love dominant stan

and he's definitely a perfectionist, like he'll measure everything meticulously. if you add even a drop more of something than the recipe calls to tease him, he'll lowk panic tbh

and if you try to taste the batter he'll probably lecture you about how dangerous it is 😒

"don't do that dumbass, you could get salmonella. or e. coli or something."

before putting it into the oven he'll probably write a cute little note on it for you with a toothpick or something to surprise you 🤭

luckily, you guys finish up fairly quickly, since stan's so neat and organized

eric cartman

unfortunately you're not really baking with him, you're baking for him..

does nothing to help you except tell you how he likes it and how he wants it to be

"um, no y/n. i want more vanilla in it. usually i eat them with a lot of vanilla"

he's kind of excited though, he loves when you do stuff like this for him, it literally makes his heart swell 😓

he'd probably be super close to you all the time to supervise you and shit, hugging your waist closer to him

you do the opposite of what he says sometimes just to bug him, because the look of exasperation on his face is so cute 😕

"oh my god- you stupid FUCK i wanted m&ms. what normal person eats brownies with almonds??" (almond brownies are fire btw)

he's so funny when he gets mad too, and you keep having to stop to catch your breath

but honestly, sometimes, he's not actually upset or mad at what you're doing. he just does it more and exaggerates just because he knows it'll make you laugh, and he loves seeing you smile so widely because of him

he's so impatient too, when they're baking he keeps asking when they're going to be done

when you're finally done, he'll tell you how good they are to justify all the stress he caused 🙏

"see? i told you it would be better with m&m's. and the almonds aren't too bad either, i guess."

kenny mccormick

kenny would agree but he'd be really cautious and scared to do anything

he still tries to make himself as helpful as possible, bringing you everything you need, giving you suggestions or ideas

you have to beat him away with a spoon sometimes because he keeps trying to have all the chocolate 😭

he feels bad that he can't do much, but he doesn't want to accidentally kill himself

so he opts to hinder you support you emotionally as well, just hugging your waist from behind and encouraging you with kisses ☹️

and just like kyle, you guys put on music while baking

but once you knocked over a whole bag of flour dancing, and he was just laughing hysterically 💀

and you yelled at him to help you clean up, but he's writhing on the floor, cackling and coating himself in flour

and then when he's helping you clean, he probably knocks over the batter or something and he starts laughing his ass off again

it ends up taking a while to finish, since you and kenny are both a mess and have to restart tons of times

but eventually, when you finish, he'll probably ask you to take some home for karen and his siblings 😢

#south park x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #kyle broflovski x reader #eric cartman x reader #stan marsh x reader #kyle brovlofski #kyle broflovski #stan marsh #eric cartman #kenny mccormick #kennyluvr

[yudontknowmesblog]

KENNY,STAN,KYLE AND BUTTERS HC WHEN THERE JEALOUS

Kenny: he would prob not get easily jealous

He’s definitely noticed when he did get jealous but not overly jealous

He prob just came next you and held your hand that time

But this time you made him jealous..

It’s so fucking cold “you want my jacket” some random guys tell you ohhh uhh…shit yeah sure but just for a bit *you take the jacket* “what’s your name” uhh..it’s y/n “nice my names Brandon” ohh uhh cool duuuuddee.. “you know your pretty cute” whaaat? “Yeah totally you wanna-“ he gets cut off my Kenny punching him. Oh my gosh! Kenny what the fuck “what he was being a fucking Perv” he says muffled by his jacket, yes but still that’s fucking stupid “what’s stupid is you taking his jacket” I have cold damn “could’ve asked me” he zips off his jacket and gives it to you and you see his blond hair, thanks Kenny your the best “yeah I know I am” you guys continue to walk to school and he steps on him while walking.

Stan: mmm he’s definitely a jealous type

He’s very clingy and needy

So good luck with that

Even if it’s a simple hi he think there flirting with you

As you were talking to the girls in class Mr garrison tell the class to be quiet and says there’s a new kid “is it boy?” “I hope he’s cute” “we need more girls” all the girls were talking about it and I was somewhat curious as well, the new boy comes in and everyone asks questions about him, what seemed to be an hour they finished the questions with new kid “okay your seat is right next to y/n” Mr garrison says, I smile at him in a friendly way and he sits right next to me (Stan to his friends the second new kid smiles back at you) “dude what the fuck is new kid doing” Stan says “he’s just being friendly” Kyle says “friendly my ass I know how it’s gonna be” “okay then Stan tell us how it is” “first he’s gonna be all friendly right then he’s gonna ask her to help him around the school then he’s gonna be like oh I can’t do this homework can you he-“ Stan gets cut off my Kyle “look dude it’s not that serious calm down” “fine fine but just watch” after class I walk out and new kid follows me (Stan ofc giving new kid death stares) “so I was wondering if you could help me around the school” oh yeah totally “sweet see you later then” as new kid is walking Stan grabs new kids arm “yo what the hell” new kid says “look new kid I know your new and stuff but like you shouldn’t trust that girl” “why?” “Ohhh sheeeee.. she bullies new kids like you” “wait really?” “Yes and your too stupid to know because your new and stuff” “mmm that’s fine with me she’s still cute” Stan pauses for a second and looks at him annoyed “what?” (They fought and ofc Stan won but you had to give him many bandaids and kisses)

Kyle: not a jealous type

He respects you and your friends

He understands there’s other boys

Honestly really chill

Not gonna make a story but I’ll say if he’s really jealous he would hold your hand or put hands all over your waist

A very respectful man!

Butters: is probably too dumb to understand all this jealously stuff

But he’s definitely been jealous once or twice

“Y/n and Clyde” Mr garrison said, he was giving out partners for a project

“So you should come to my house we have games and stuff we can play after the project” yeah that sounds good to me “alright then see you there” as your walking you see butters run up to you and hug you “oh geez sorry I’m just happy to see you again” aww I missed you to “s-so you got anywhere to be today?” Oh yeah I gotta go to Clyde’s, butters froze and his eyes were wide “why?” For the project butters “you promise it’s just a project?” And some games “what! B-but that’s a boy” yeah I know “and we are together this is weird!” Cmon butters it’s nothing bad I promise I love you and only you *you kiss him on the cheek* “o-oh geez” butters says with red cheeks and smiling and wobbilibg I’ll see you tomorrow bye butters I love you “I love you more” butters says with literal heart eyes (butters was talking to Clyde the next day)

Clyde: yeah me and y/n were

Butters: oh yeah my girlfriend

Clyde:..uh yeah we were having so much-

Butters: oh yeah well me and her like have an amazing time everyday.. and get your own girlfriend

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[iamatinydinosaur]

🍀Clay🍀

I like you

Ever Since Clay found out he liked you, he had been doing everything in his power to understand what Love is. He's never experienced, didnt even dabble. He asked Branch and Bruce about what he should do, he started reading romance novels and even went as far as observing couples without them knowing.

"Hey Y/N!" He exclaimed walking up to you. You turned round. You were busy trying to fix one of the Putt Putt Trolls comforter as your quite skilled in crochet and knitting. "Hey Clay, give me a minute I'm nearly done... There!" You exclaimed standing up and folding the comforter. "Wanna go for a walk." He said as you walked to the Putt Putt Troll's pod. "Hmm sure, where?" You asked knocking on the door. "The forest." He asked as you handed over the comforter. The Troll thanked you, hugging you tightly. You smiled and waved goodbye as you walked away with your tall best friend. "Okay, let me go pack a bag. Wait here." You said before running to your pod. You came back with supplies. You two stopped at Branch's bunker so he could pack his own supplies and then you two set off.

You two walked together discussing possible sad book club books, trips you want to take and just catching up since you guys haven't seen each other that much for the past few days. "Then Poppy and Viva accidentally dropped the glitter bomb and I got covered. It took me 3 hours to get everything completely off." You pouted as Clay chuckled. "It's not funny, I still sometimes sneeze glitter!" You jabbed him in the side, making him wince. You two had been walking for about two hours at this point. You came across a beautiful river.

You sat down and you both pulled out a water bottle. You quickly pulled out a small bag. "I made your favorite cookies yesterday, I was gonna find you today to give them to you. So I thought just to bring them." You smiled down at him, being sat on a higher rock. He smiled brightly. He took out a Peanut Butter and Chocolate Chip cookie. He made a moaning noise as he tasted it. Not noticing you blushing from the noise. "They're so good." He smiled offering you one. You took it. Clay looked up. You looked gorgeous today. You wore your hair with some plaits running through it, you wore your favourite floral dress and you smiled while humming. You always did that when you ate something you love.

Clay found your little mannerisms cute. When you tap you foot silently when knitting, when your nose scrunches when your judging someone (mainly his brothers), how your eyes sparkle when you speak about the two sister who are you best friends and how when you are thinking about a problem you have you always chew on the pen you're holding.

You looked up at him noticing him staring. "What have I got something on my face?" You asked brushing at it. Clay's heart rate quickened. Why is it that everything you do is cute? He stood up. He's so tall that he's the same height as you, even though youre on a higher rock. "Yeah lean forward I'll get it." He said. You leant forward waiting for him to get it off. He took you by your face and kissed you gently. He pulled away and placed his forehead on yours. "I like you." He whispered. You smiled and leant forward kissing him again while sliding down the rock onto his. You wrapped your arms around his neck, while he wrapped his around your waist. "I like you too." You mumbled into his lips. He smiled, deepening the kiss.

...

"Wait did I not have something on my face?"

A/N: ehhhhhhh!!! He's so cute. I love him

#trolls band together #clay trolls #clay trolls x reader #brozone

[rookthorne]

⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂ 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐆𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧

The festivities of Christmas were often overlooked by Bucky in his job in favour of rushing off to save a life, but not this year — this year, you were there to bring joy to him, and to all of his team.

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 ☤ Paramedic!Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 ☤ 1.1k

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 ☤ Tooth rotting fluff, work husband antics, teasing

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 ☤ I can't say which dynamic I love writing more — Stevie and Buck, or Peanut and Bucky.

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕 ☤ @rookthorne's Merry Buckmas — Masterlist

𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬, 𝐒𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Bucky stood in the entryway of the apartment, small figurine in hand. “What’s this?” He turned it over in his grip, inspecting the details of the snowman’s little arms and scarf. “It’s cute, but what is it?” 

“It’s another little guardian,” you said quietly, looking from the little bobble statue in his hand, up to his face. “I thought it could sit on the dash, you don’t have to–”

“Peanut, this little dude is fuckin’ adorable. He’s staying in the truck.” The small snowman wobbled as he shook it, boyish curiosity lighting up his face. “I wanna see if Stevie can send him flyin’,” he laughed, grinning widely down at it. “You know how he is.”

You beamed at Bucky and moved forward to hug him. “I’m glad, now go—go bring festive cheer to those who need it.” 

Bucky kissed you full on the lips before he stepped back towards the door. “I’ll try. Be safe, okay?”

“It’s cookies—I won’t burn the place down,” you teased, and Bucky arched a brow. “I won’t! Now go!”

“If you say so,” he murmured, and he placed the figurine in his bag. “I’ll message you when I get there.”

“Okay, be safe, my hero,” you called, blowing him kisses as you shooed him out the door. The chilled breeze nipped at your nose while you watched him walk away, then you listened for the sound of his car rumbling to life. 

The holiday season has always been nerve wracking as the best friend, now partner, of an EMT, that was a given — drunken mishaps, snowy accidents, combined with the fiery, festive attitude that many people exhumed, and it was no surprise that Bucky, a high-ranking member of the paramedicine force, was run off his feet. 

There were days that he would come home absolutely exhausted, down to the very last fibre of his being, and then there were days that you couldn’t console him in his grief — the loss of a patient far too painful for him to bear. 

On occasion, there were happy days, too. They were relatively simple acts — Bucky making a patient laugh with his absolutely horrible jokes, or if he got to a patient and managed to help them, save them just in the nick of time. 

It was true, Bucky was a real hero, and he needed all the guardians he could get. 

“Alright,” you mumbled, padding slowly into the kitchen, a thoughtful crease in your brow. The ingredients for sugar cookies lined the counter, with the bonus edition of chocolate chips and peanut butter. “Knowing Stevie, he will devour the damn peanut butter ones like no one’s business,” you said louder while you stared at the ingredients. 

The game plan to make the hampers was more stressful than you’d admit.

Finally, you exclaimed, “Sugar cookies, choc chip, and then peanut butter it is—or whatever they’re called.” With the decision made, you set to work on dividing up flour, eggs, and all else of what you needed. 

A few moments passed by with little incident from the flour when your phone chimed. It was Bucky’s ringtone. You rushed to brush your hands of the loose clouds of powder, and you picked up the phone to look at the screen. 

There was a text with an attachment. Excited, you swiped at the screen to open the picture, only you found it was a video.

The thumbnail was Bucky’s face, a broad smirk on his lips. 

You pressed play and watched as he opened his mouth and said, “Stevie here has some words for you, Peanut, baby.” 

The camera flipped to show the blond himself, a pout on his lips. “Where is my little guardian, Peanut?” Steve asked, pointing at the camera. “Stop playing favourites—Bucky is my husband before your boyfriend, so I am in on this relationship.”

You laughed and shook your head. “Just you wait, Cap,” you said.

Through the speaker, you heard Bucky laugh and you watched him shove Steve in the shoulder hard enough that he stumbled out of frame. “Shut it, punk,” Bucky said. “Anyway, this lil’ dude is gonna sit on the dash, baby. And Stevie’s driving first.” 

“Oh no,” you laughed, and you sat down on one of the kitchen chairs as the video ended. 

There was a picture sent next, and you pressed it, smiling happily when you saw the snowman figurine sitting proudly on the dash, right next to the small stuffie you had given Bucky previously. 

Just as you started to type a reply, another message came through with another attachment, this time with the text: HELP ME!

You opened the new attachment, and like the other video, it opened on Bucky’s face — only this time, he looked remarkably more frightened. “Hey, ba- Rogers! Chill out!” There was an engine rev and a laugh in the background before Bucky looked back at the camera. “I have him set up on the dash now, and let’s see how long he lasts.”

The camera flipped forward, and you watched while the snowman wobbled and tipped with the movement of the ambulance. “He’s holdin’ up well so far– Oh, I spoke too fuckin’ soon.” Steve’s laughter boomed over the speaker as the snowman slid over the dash, comedically slow, as they took a corner. 

“I need a guardian just to save me from this punk’s driving,” Bucky lamented, and you grinned as he turned the camera back to him. His eyes were wide in exaggerated shock. “Please, I need more, sweetheart—I won’t last.” 

“On it,” you said to the screen, and you grabbed a pen and a pad of paper before scribbling it down — buy more guardians to save my hero — at the top of your to-do list. 

Just as Bucky opened his mouth to speak again, you heard the telltale beep of their radio go off, then the voice of a dispatcher. Bucky made a noise of affirmation as he listened, and you watched his brow furrowed in concentration as he listened; unable to discern anything from the tinny sound, you couldn’t tell whether it was an ordinary call, or a serious call. 

“Okay, baby girl, I gotta go,” Bucky said quickly, and he looked directly into the camera; directly at you. “I’ll message you later.” He blew a kiss to the camera and smiled. “I love you!” The video ended and minimised on its own. 

“Be safe, babe,” you whispered. Glancing up at the ingredients, you made a hasty decision. You picked up the pen you used to write the previous note, and just under it, you wrote an amendment: buy all my heroes their own guardian, and Bucky an extra one. “They all need it.”

⠈⠂⠄ 𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐱 | 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 | 𝐚𝐨𝟑  ⠄⠂⠁

⠈⠂⠄𝐦𝐚𝐬��𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 ⠄⠂⠁

#bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barnes x f!reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x you #bucky x female reader #bucky x f!reader #bucky x reader #bucky x y/n #bucky x you #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes oneshot #bucky barnes fluff #rookthorne's works

[buggy-samaaa]

Knife kink drabble continued

Continuation of this

Akin to Pavlov’s dogs, Buggy now gets turned on by the smell of peanut butter. He keeps a jar in his bedroom just to take a whiff, late at night when he’s alone. You’ve learned you can tease him by saying, “I could go for a snack.” It’s ridiculous. You’re actually not sure if his kink is knives or peanut butter. So you decide to ask.

“Peanut butter—?! You think I wanna fuck a jar of P.B.?? Is that what you’re asking me??”

“W-Well, I don’t know — you just get so …aroused… by it, I can’t help but wonder!”

“It’s the knife, baby, the KNIFE!” He says, exasperated, mumbling under his breath about stickiness and crevices. He’s leaning against the mast with his arms crossed and his detached hand pinching the bridge of his nose with frustration.

“Buggy, you don’t have to be mad,” you say, and you take his hand from his face and hold it, patting it. “I’m not judging you for it.” You give the back of his hand a peck. It returns to his wrist.

“I’M NOT MAD! I’m FRUSTRATED!”

“Buggy baby, hey, no, it’s okay, honey…” You are really laying it on thick with your cooing voice. You give him a big, soppy hug. He scoffs and grumbles, but lets his chin rest on the top of your head. “Better?” You ask him and he grunts in reply. “You know, if you like knives so much….” You pull back from the hug and look at him mischievously. “Maybe we could do something interesting…”

Buggy quirks a brow, intrigued. He pulls you back into the hug by your hips, his frustration Entirely forgotten. He grins at you and leans in when you crook a finger. You whisper your thoughts in his ear. He stiffens and his grin gets wider. You separate yourself from him and grab his hand, leading him into his bedroom. Buggy is beaming with surprised delight.

—

You’ve been making out for a while, now, and Buggy is starting to wonder when you’ll fulfill your promise.

“Babe—“ He says between kisses. “When do you think (mph) — you’ll (mph)— do the thing—“

“Patience, Bug,” you say quietly, continuing to kiss him. “I want you all riled up for me.”

“I’m riled, I (mph)’m really, (mph) Really riled,” Buggy replies, then lets out a shaky breath when you move your attention from his lips to his jawline. “So riled,” he says to no one as you lick his jaw.

You look down at his tented pants and raise your eyebrows, pretty proud of yourself. “Okay,” you say, and Buggy lets out an excited laugh. He detaches his hands and sends them flying across the room to where his coat is hung. He reaches inside the coat and brings back one of his knives.

“Okay, here, here ya go,” he hands you the knife and is practically panting like a begging dog right now. So needy. You take the knife in your hands and sit back on the bed, no longer touching Buggy.

You make a show of bringing the knife up to your face and running the dull edge across your cheek. You sigh and stick out your tongue. Buggy’s eyes are wide open as he watches you.

“Please…” he’s whispering to himself. You look right into his eyes as you touch your tongue to the knife and lick it for him, a long lick from the base of the handle to the tip. You close your eyes and let out a soft moan, loving the feeling of his eyes on you, enraptured by your actions.

“Oh… Oh God…” Buggy whispers with a grunt. “M-More, babe, please,” he begs under his breath. You lick the knife again. Buggy is covering his open mouth in awe at you, trying to stifle a ragged moan. His other hand is dragging down his own chest and stomach.

“Don’t touch yourself yet,” you say quietly. “We’re just getting started.” He nods frantically.

“I—I won’t, I won’t touch myself,” he replies, and he actually detaches his hands and rests them on the corner of the bed. “I’ll be good.” He’s so cute when he’s eager to please.

You get to your knees and prop yourself up against your heels so he can see most of your (still-clothed) body. Your shirt is unbuttoned enough to show your some of your chest. You take the knife and drag the dull edge along your skin, tilting your head back and sighing at the cold metal. You see Buggy’s hands start to grip the sheets.

“Keep going, baby,” he whispers, mouth still parted.

You keep dragging, leaving raised pink lines against your sensitive skin. “Nnn… that feels so good…” you say aloud, trying to drive Buggy crazy. He loves that you’re doing this just for him.

“Ready for the fun part…?” You say through lidded eyes. All he can do is swallow and nod. You take the sharp edge of the knife and start to slice up your buttoned shirt, popping the buttons open and exposing more and more skin. Buggy shudders as your chest is fully exposed to him. He bites his bottom lip and stares, trying to take it all in. You see out of the corner of your eye that his hands are gripping the sheets even harder, as if desperately avoiding rushing over to grope you. You stroke near your nipple with the dull edge and shiver. Buggy huffs and puffs at the sight.

“You gotta let me touch, please,” he begs. “This is too much for me, I-I can’t—“ You see his pants are straining. You feel kinda bad for him. So you decide to scoot forward on the bed with the knife still in your hand. Buggy stares up at you curiously. You silently poke the tip of the knife against his chest, willing him to fall backward against the bed. He does so, eyes glinting and mouth twitching into a smile. This time, you use the knife on him instead.

You spread his legs and rest yourself between them. His breath hitches in his throat at your touch. He swallows and looks down at you as you slowly start to cut open the opening of his pants. He’s so enamored that he doesn’t even care that these are his good pants. The ripping fabric separates to give his cock a little release. You do the same to his underwear, to Buggy’s relief.

“Thanks,” he sighs gratefully. “Can I touch now?”

“No.”

“Come on…” One of his hands starts to tip-toe from the edge of the bed towards you. It floats over to your leg and ghosts its fingers across your calf. “At least let me touch Something…”

“I said, ‘no.’” You point the knife to his throat with a smirk. Buggy immediately pulls his hand away and his face reddens. He wets his lips, his mouth feeling dry. You grin at his reaction a little sadistically, which excites Buggy to no end. He tests the waters by drifting his hand against your ass, wanting to see how far you’ll take the game. You flip the knife so the sharp side is against Buggy’s neck. He breathes hard and shakily, glancing down at the knife and back at you with a wicked grin. He grabs your ass.

You practically growl and you pin him down by straddling him, the knife pressed against his neck, right beneath his Adam’s apple, which bobs with another nervous and excited swallow.

“Fuck, babe… you’re so hot…” He whispers with lust, glittering eyes staring straight into yours. “What are you gonna do…? You can’t cut me…”

“I can… scratch you,” you say, and you show him by using the tip of the blade to scratch along the thick tendon in his neck.

“Nn—“ Buggy whimpers. “Fuuuck…”

You lean down to lick the red mark you left, making Buggy tingle. His hands start to run from your ass up to your chest, and he slowly strokes it with his palms, brushing against your nipples. You bite his neck as a punishment for touching you when you told him no, twice.

“Joke’s on you, I’m into that shit,” he grunts as you clamp down. He gropes your pecs and bites his lip to suppress a raspy giggle. One of his hands floats over to your backside again and he presses his fingers against you. You can’t help but press back against his touch, gasping. “Who’s in control now, huh?” In your surprise, he takes the chance to grab and flip you so he’s on top. He pins your hands above your head and grab the knife from you.

“Buggy—“ you say as you squirm. “Hey—!”

Buggy chuckles huskily and drifts the dull edge of the blade along your cheek. “Whatsa matter, cupcake? You don’t like it when I’m on top?” He presses the blade against your cheek, the sharp tip dangerously close to cutting you. You stare up at him and glare, struggling against his hold. “Ooh, I like seeing you pissed off like this…” He moves the knife to scrape against your cheek, gently, as if he’s shaving your face with a straight-blade. Buggy whispers in your ear, “I bet you’re loving this, aren’t you…?”

You inhale and exhale sharply, heartbeat increasing in fear and arousal. You nod with a dazed expression.

“I wanna hear you say it,” Buggy whispers, scraping your other cheek.

“I love it,” you admit quietly, looking at him with lidded eyes.

“How far do you want me to go?” He asks, still flirting, but sincere, his voice low.

You look at him, eyes hard now, and you confidently whisper, “Cut me.”

#buggy the clown #opla buggy #buggy x reader #buggy x you #buggy x y/n #knife kink #knife play #my fic

[jayshawnsjawline]

Homie Hopper!

reader x LH x SJ

WARNING ⚠️ smut, 18+, swear words, cheating, consent, pet names, anal, orgasms, grinding, degradation, and praising

Word count : 1926

You and your loving boyfriend Jay have been dating for three years. Over time you feel the spark in the bedroom has started to die. While Jay is out on a family business trip you take the time to experiment.

As the sunlight peeks into my eyes through my curtains I’m greeted by my boyfriend getting ready for his trip.

He looks over at me with a smile “Morning sleeping beauty, did I wake you?” he says teasingly.

“No not at all hun, you're leaving already?” you say rubbing the sleep from your eyes.

“Awe you miss me already I haven't even left yet.” he pats your head smiling. “You know I wouldn't leave without a kiss,” he says before leaving a small peck on your lips.

You kiss back and he smiles into the kiss. You love him you couldn't dare think of a world without him. After breakfast, Jay packs his car soon after he heads off to meet his parents at the airport. Finally, some time to yourself to go out for some errands. You take a small trip to Victoria's Secret to buy something that'll hopefully spice things up when jay gets back. You do a bit of self-spoiling with Jay's card that he left with you.

*text from “my superstar 💫”*

Jay: doing a little bit of spoiling huh? Without me 😔?

Y/n: mmm maybe 😉.

Y/n: how's the trip?

Jay: meh? mainly just business talk I haven't gotten to explore yet.

Jay: Just a heads up Hee’s coming to get the video games he let me borrow. Hee and Jake are having some game night or something.

Y/n: okay! Well, I hope you get to enjoy your travels! 💕

After being out all day you head back to your apartment. You tidy up a bit then cook yourself some dinner well you're eating you check your phone.

“It's 8:45 I wonder if the boys came already it's getting kinda late,” you say to yourself concerned. “Mmm I'm not tired yet maybe a nice bath will relax me.” you head to your shared bedroom

You made the most self-care bubble bath you've had in a while with candles, roses, and a bit of wine. Some time passed while you were in the tub once your fingers started to prune you got out. You took your time drying off and lathered your skin with all kinds of shae butter and coconut oils. Then once you've finished your skincare and hair care you turn on some music and try on the lingerie you bought.

First was a white bralette with matching panties. It was cute and innocent not really giving the super sexy goddess you were looking for. Moving on to the next set, a lovely deep red that made you look almost devilish.

“It was a bit much I need something more me.” You say to the mirror a little disappointed

Lastly, a wine purple set that complimented your skin tone and hugged your curves in all the right places.

“Now this is giving everything and more,” you say to yourself while lip-syncing to the music playing.

You start to pose and take pictures to send to Jay as you are interrupted by the sudden noise of a whistle coming from the direction of the door.

“Woow all this hotness just for me,” he says with a smirk and another whistle. You turn to greet Jay.

“Heesung!” Your jaw dropped surprised. In shock scurry around to find something to cover yourself.

“Aaanndd Jake.” as a second tall figures stands in your doorway. Their gaze not missing movement from your figure.

It's Jay's best friend yes your boyfriend was handsome but his friends were just as fine. THE DUO Lee Heeseung and Jake Sim any girl would jump to have a chance with.

“Jay’s not here so you can just take your things it should be in the office room,” you say flushed with embarrassment from their gaze

“Awe you don't wanna hang out with us ma?” Jake says after biting his lips.

“Yeah, wouldn't wanna waste this scenery you got going on” Heesung smirks tilting his head at you and both of them stepping into the room.

Before you could say anything you were backed into a corner. It's too hard to speak with this rising tension you never felt like this before. Overcome with lustful thoughts of the two you give in. Heeseung looks over at Jake and they smile at the same time.

“So what do you say, spend the night alone or have a little fun?” Jake taunts me by running his through my hair.

As much as you didn't want to betray Jay you were getting bored with him in bed maybe after this you'll realize how much you miss his touch.

“Fine but Jay can never hear about this,” giving into your weakness against their lust.

Heesung makes his way to your bed and signals Jake to follow. Once seated Hee grabs the remote to turn up the value of the music.

“Make use of that gorgeous body and strip for us princess” Clam yet so demanding Hee says not moving his eyes from your curves

“The better the show the better the punishment,” Jake implies for what's yet to come tonight.

At first, you were a bit nervous Jay never asked you to do something like this. So very unsure of what would please them you did what you’re body left was right.

The boys and their members eagerly watched as you swayed every curve. With the intent of pure subduction. You teased them a bit by getting closer. Then you got up on the bed and straddled Jake grinding against him to the beat of the music. You could feel him getting harder and harder under you. Jake groaned in distress not knowing how much he could take of your teasing. You tried to keep your attention on Jake but you got distracted.

The hungry gaze Heeseung was giving you was because he wasn’t getting any attention. To frustrate him more you gave Jake extra attention kissing his neck and meeting Heeseung’s gaze. Jake gripped tightly onto your clothes nearly ripping them off. Before he nearly died of jealousy Heeseung grabbed you from Jake and put you on top of himself.

Watching you grind against his body Heeseung nearly drooled at the heavenly view of you taking your top off in front of him. Jake couldn’t stand watching him have all the fun but he needed to relieve himself a bit. While you were busy tending to Heeseung’s needs Jake took it upon himself to relive his member. Not wanting to lose your attention Heeseung pulled you closer. Making you lean forward almost arching.

Not missing a beat the two decided they had enough of your teasing. Jake behind you with his dick slapping against your almost bare ass circling your hole with his thumb. Heeseung under you with one tit in his hand and the other in his mouth. They both began to overwhelm you with an aments amount of pleasure.

You cry out in pleasure letting out such whiny moans begging for more. Jake fingers your ass making you arch against Heeseung while he's trying to undress. Never feeling like this your cry out again

“P..please be gentle Jake” stammering over your words.

Surprised by your request he slowly takes his fingers out. Not caring as much Heeseung starts to finger you while gently rubbing your clit. Growing impatient Jake slowly starts to enter himself inside of your ass. Again you start to moan and cry out. Before you could get loud Heeseung shushed you by putting his thumb covered in your juices into your mouth.

“You can take it, princess just for a little while longer” Jake growled tugging on your hair a bit.

Jake creates a rhythm going in and out of you, it took a bit for you to get used to his length. But Heeseung talking you trough it helped.

“Shh it's okay princess it'll soon only be a pleasure you'll feel,” he says while funding your tiddies with one hand.

Once you claimed down a bit, Heeseung took his hand from your mouth and stroked himself against your clit. He also couldn't stand not being inside of you. After he felt you relax he entered your warmth. Heeseung and Jake both entering your holes at the same time. Both guys let out breathless groans. Heeseung grabbing on your neck and Jake pulling on your. You became a moaning mess under them.

“Keep moaning for me princess let Heeseung know how good I fuck you” make demands slamming into you

Heeseung started losing himself and so did Jake. Overcome with lust Jake slaps your ass leaving a giant mark. You can take it anymore you need something to distract you. Out of bliss, you bite heeseungs neck leaving marks on him. Marking it hard from him to not lose himself completely he slams into your hole making you bite harder.

“Listen slut keep it down if you don't want me to stop slutting your little hole out” Heeseung growls into my ear holding onto your neck

Almost falling into complete bliss you were brought back by the vibrations of your phone. For a moment you all pause.

*Incoming call from “my superstar ���”*

“Fuck it's Jay!” Jake grunts not wanting to stop

“Y/n I need you to slow your breath and try your hardest to answer this call” Heeseung begs not wanting to stop either

You nod grabbing your phone to answer.

Jay: y/n! Were you sleeping? Sorry if I woke you I just missed you.

Trying to hold yourself together you respond

Y/n: no..I wasn't sleeping j..just watching a movie.

Jay: are you okay you sound shaken up and out of breath.

Y/n: I..im fine it was a scary movie so in a bit shaken up..

He's starting laughing releaved of his worry

Jay: well as long as your okay. I'll call you in the morning on my way back. I love you good night!

Y/n: I..i love you too sleep well.

*call ends*

“Good girl,” Jake says starting to pick up his paste again.

“That's my girl you did so good” Heeseung praises Y/n kissing her on her chest.

They continue to plow into your holes filling them over and over again. You were sent overboard and already climaxed without realizing it.

“Fuck y/n in gonna cum” Jake grunts slowing down but still ramming into her until he climaxes on her lower back.

“Yeah I'm ‘bout tapped out too” Heeseung groans keeping his paste until right before he finishes he pulls out of y/n.

The boys gets up and clean themselves of and bring y/n her towel from earlier. Once they got dressed she tired to stand to walk them out but her legs were in so weak she couldn't walk.

“She got sea legs,” Jake whispers to Hee trying not to laugh.

“Shut up fool” Heeseung pushes him before he embarrasses her.

“Aye but if you ever want some more you know who to call” Jake bit his lip again before leaving the room and Heeseung follow behind him with a wink.

“Later y/n” Heeseung calls out before locking and shutting the front door.

After hearing them pull off you are too tired to even care about the mess you just fall asleep. It's not until the next morning do you realize the mess you've made. It's too late Jay is already home you can hear him downstairs. You stumble out of bed just to see the mess had already been cleaned up.

#enha headcanons #enha heeseung #enha jake #enha jay #enha smut #enha fanfic #enhypen #enha imagines #enha x reader #enha #enha fluff #SoundCloud

[daisyful-gvf]

jackie & wilson

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pairings: jake x reader

tags: fluff, drabble, domestic bliss, autumn, it short & sweet

word count: 500ish

notes: this just popped into my head bc i think jake loves jackie and wilson and also baking 😭 unedited

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“pass me the cinnamon, would you, doll?”

you spun around and handed him the small glass shaker.

“gonna have this place smelling like an autumn candle,” he murmured, dumping generous amounts of the spice into the bowl.

“remind me what you’re making again?” you hugged him from behind and rested your chin on his shoulder.

“pumpkin cinnamon rolls”

“mmm” you hummed

“yeah, just you wait ‘til you taste ‘em,”

he had flour and spices on his chambray button-down, and what possibly was some sugar-butter mixture on his linen pants.

his hair was tied in a low bun, or at least half way so, but he looked a mess. a very cute mess.

you put the vinyl on as he stirred the cinnamon-sugar concoction.

he grinned at the start of the song.

“good choice, baby,” he praised, “hozier is very autumnal”

he worked with focus and with joy as he spread the dough out on the clean counter, rolled it out just right, and began to spread the filling.

you watched him and danced around in your socks and oversized tee shirt, feet slippery on the kitchen floor.

as he rolled and cut the dough, you teased his sides, tickling him a bit, grabbing him.

“stop that, unless you want ugly cinnamon rolls,” he swatted at your hands with his sticky fingers.

“don’t care really, as long as they taste good,”

he giggled as you ran your fingers near the band of his sweatpants.

“seriously, doll, i’m tryna focus, here,”

“okay, okay,” you conceded.

he cut the last roll, then tucked them gently into a pan. they looked like a pinterest picture, perfectly swirled and portioned.

“looks good, baby,” you grinned, smacking his ass with a spatula you had picked up from somewhere on the counter.

“you’re always such a little shit when i’m cooking,” he grinned.

before you know it, cinnamon-sugar fingers were swiping over your cheek.

“jake,” you groaned

“well, doll, that’s fair payback. you can’t complain.”

you rolled your eyes and lifted your hands in surrender.

he covered the rolls with a cotton towel and swiveled to you.

“don’t you have to bake them?” you raised a brow.

he giggled, “you’re sweet. they have to proof, babe. then they bake.”

you shrugged.

jackie and wilson began through the turntable speakers, and a grin appeared on jake’s face.

“c’mere” he beckoned you in with his hand.

you slid in close to him, let his hand rest on your back.

suddenly, he leaned in and licked your cheek, cleaning the cinnamon-sugar from your face.

you cringed at the wet flat of his tongue, but laughed none the less.

“better?” he smirked, holding your face.

“hardly,” you smiled wide.

“let’s dance, angel,” he pressed his cheek to yours and began to sway, “it’s our song, after all, huh?”

you smiled even wider, closing your eyes, swaying with him.

he sang quietly in your ear and you sang quietly back, as you always did with this song.

we’ll name our children jackie and wilson, raise ‘em on rhythm and blues

“sounds like the dream, huh, angel?” he pulled back, biting his bottom lip, twirling you in a circle and bringing you in, your back pressed to him.

“mm,” you hummed, nodding.

“hmm? wanna make a few kids, raise ‘em on blues? eat some cinnamon rolls, sit in swings on front porches, all of that?”

he tucked his head into your neck and kissed softly. he smelled like cinnamon and his cologne.

“yeah, babe,” you turned to press a kiss to his temple, “if you’d have me,”

“oh, i’ll always have you, angel. always,”

fin.

#gvf fanfiction #gvf fic #greta van fleet fan fiction #gvf fics #jake kiszka fic #jake kiszka x reader #jake kiszka fluff #gvf fluff

[scourgeofgotham]

Red Hood and Ghost

chapter two

WARNINGS

FLUFF ♡

♡

The two lovebirds woke up with their daughter in their bed.

“Time to get up!”

They both groggily opened their eyes; Jason had his daughter snuggled up to him as he ran a hand through her hair. "what time is it?" he asked softly. His wife looked at her phone, “It’s 10 am.” she softly groaned.

They both groaned in sync; "what do you wanna do for breakfast?" he asked as he kissed her forehead. Ophelia yawned and laid her head back on his chest, "I want pancakes." “I can make some coffee.” She groaned and proceeded to get up, immediately stretching.

"Take your time, I'll go make the pancakes." He stood up as well. He picked Ophelia up and put her on his shoulders and walked to the kitchen. He grabbed a bottle of pancake mix from the cabinet and some milk and eggs from the fridge. He looked up at his wife, "You need anything, Princess?"

“I’m okay Jason.” she smiled as she walked into the kitchen. He started to pour the powder into a bowl when he felt a pair of arms wrap around his waist. "What do you think you're doing?" he said, glancing down to see his wife hugging him.

“I just love you, Jay…” She confessed.

She looks up and sees their daughter on his shoulders. “Are you helping Daddy from up there?” She laughed. “Yes I am, Mommy…” she yawned… He just chuckled at his daughter being so adorable while he had his wife still hugging him.

She lets go of him and started to make coffee. Once it was brewing she started to help him with cooking. "You know you don't need to help me, right? You should enjoy your morning." He chuckled. “I feel like helping you.” She sweetly replied. She opened the fridge and handed him some bacon.

"Alright just make sure you don't burn yourself… I like my princesses in one piece." He smirked as he got the bacon started on the pan. "Do you know what would be nice?"

“What’s that?”

"How about after breakfast, we all cuddle in bed for a little bit? How does that sound?" She kissed him. “Sounds great.” She smiled at him. "It sounds better if you just kept kissing me, Princess." He smirked as he continued to cook the bacon, a smile on his face.

She placed their daughter in her high chair and started to make their daily coffees. He would only drink it black for the longest time, but eventually, she made him love dorky lattes. She put their everyday ingredients in it, brown sugar, almond milk, vanilla, and coffee, and started to shake it. He placed the bacon on a paper towel and put the bowl near his daughter in her high chair. He looked to his wife as she finished the coffee and he took a seat next to his daughter and fed some bacon to his daughter. "You like bacon, sunshine?" he asked her, smiling.

She put the pancakes on some plates and put them on the table. She grabbed maple syrup and some butter and placed it in front of Jason. He grabbed the syrup and butter and put it on his pancakes. “Thank you, princess.” He grabbed a piece of pancake before putting it in his mouth. He then looked at his daughter in her highchair, “oh, princess, did you want me to feed you?” he said, smiling at her. She placed their coffees on the table and grabbed Ophelia some orange juice. He fed a piece of pancake to his daughter, “You’re so cute when you eat, sunshine.”

He continued to feed her little pieces of pancake as he sipped his coffee. His daughter was his life and every second he spent with her was a blessing. He looked down at his daughter, “what do you want to do after breakfast?” he asked her. “You said we were gonna cuddle together?” she answered him. “Daddy, I’m gonna feed you now.” She grabbed his fork. He laughed and let his daughter have his fork, “alright, princess, go ahead.” He opened his mouth and waited for his daughter to feed him the pancake. "Good girl, sunshine. you're making Daddy so proud."

He opened his mouth and Ophelia started to feed him the pancake with her fork. "You're so cute when you're this sweet, Sunshine.“ "What a good girl, feeding daddy his breakfast." he continued to eat the pancake his daughter put in his mouth.

He glanced over at his wife, he couldn't help but look at her and admire how beautiful she looked at that exact moment. he felt so lucky to be married to her, despite all the hardships they've been through. He finished eating the pancake and fed his daughter a strip of bacon, "now it's only fair if you eat too, Sunshine."

“Thank you, Daddy.” Ophelia giggled. "You're welcome, Ophie." he fed her another piece of bacon, "Eat up, Sunshine." As she finished and got up from the table, she brought the empty dishes over to the kitchen sink.

He got up and went to help her wash the dishes. “You don’t need to do that, princess, Daddy’s gonna clean up this mess.” He grinned before kissing her. “Thank you, Daddy.” She went over to pick up their daughter and carried her into their bedroom. "Alright, princess," he smiled as he washed the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen.

A little while later, he walked over to the bedroom, seeing his wife holding their daughter in her arms. He then walked up to the bed and put his arms around both of them. "I missed you guys," he whispered. “Daddy you weren’t gone that long.” their daughter giggled. "I just missed sitting next to my family, you know?" he chuckled. "I'm just happy I get to spend time with you guys."

He placed a kiss on each of their foreheads before he looked at his wife. "Can I be a little spoon?" he asked. “Of course Jaybird,” she giggled. She loved to spoon him due to the size difference. His broad shoulders were so much wider than her body that to anyone it looks hilarious. She gave Jason, Ophelia so he could hold her.

He kissed her on the cheek. "I love you, sunshine."

He smiled as he shifted on the bed. His big, tall figure was the perfect pillow for her while she wrapped her arms around him. Ophelia ran her hands over Jason’s face and ran over his ‘J’ scar. “Daddy? Why do you have a J?” she asked. If anyone else would have asked him about it, it would set them off.

“Daddy got hurt once upon a time, sweetheart,” he whispered.“What happened, Daddy?”

“It’s nothing for you to worry about, Sunshine… Daddy is just an idiot that got himself into too much trouble for his good.” He tried to keep things vague because he didn’t want to frighten his daughter.

“Do you wanna hear how we met, Ophie?” she asked.

She unwrapped her arms around Jason and made her way over to the closet and pulled out a small scrapbook. She got on the other side of Ophelia and sat it down in front of her. “I saved most of these pictures from when we were young.” She told her, and she opened it up to the first page. It was the picture from their first date.

“I was 14 years old and Daddy was 15. I was adopted when I was 8 and Jason was made to be my dad’s ward about 6 years later. Remember how I told you Grandpa fought bad guys? Well, one day Daddy was the bad guy, and there was a big fight. It was between Grandpa and a big villain, well Daddy saw and saved Grandpa.” she remembered.

“Anyways my Dad— your grandpa, was telling me about it when he got home. I knew I had to meet your Daddy. About 3 months later, I would watch over your Daddy at his school and eventually, he finally said something.”

“I noticed something always watching me and looking at me outside my window. One night after a game, I was walking back to my dorm and I finally confronted them. Turns out it was a young girl who was stalking me because she thought I was cute.” He told.

Their daughter's eyes widened at the thought of her daddy getting stalked by a girl once - her expression was adorable.

"It's true, sunshine," He chuckled. "Your mother was always staring at me and I just had to have her so I went over to talk, and we never grew apart since."

“Then he confronted me and told me I was a freak. Then about a week later I asked him out on a date. We went to an ice skating rink and we got pizza— he managed to scarf down half of it within minutes and it was all over his face.”

“I remember you laughing at me because I was covered in cheese and pizza sauce, and I couldn’t even get upset at you,” he chuckled.“But I helped cleaned up his face after he demolished that pizza and that's when I kissed him for the first time.” She finished, and she looked at Jason. “I grabbed him by his shirt and yanked him towards me.”

“We’re also each other’s first love,” he smiled, remembering their younger days. “I remember you sneaking in and cuddling with me in my dorm as well,” He chuckled. “What a rebel you were back then.” He smiled at her, staring into her eyes. “Anyways I told you before that I fought crime right Ophie? Well, back then I went by the name of ‘Batgirl’ and I fought alongside my dad. Well he came by Daddy’s dorm and gave him the chance to become ‘Robin.’” She told.

Ophelia’s eyes widened as she continued to look over at her daddy, “You’re ‘Robin’?”

Jason nodded, smiling. “I sure was, Sunshine.”

Ophelia seemed like she couldn’t be happier to see her parents interact like this. “Mommy, can you tell me how you became ‘Batgirl’?” she asked.

“When I was adopted, your uncle Dick was the first Robin, and he had his own Batgirl, Barbara. Well, when I turned 11— Dick went off to be Nightwing. Well, one day your grandpa needed help, which doesn’t happen often. Alfred called me down to the Batcave and asked me to put on a suit he had made for me. He nicknamed me BabyBat but I refused to be called that, he settled on Ghost Bat for the time being— Ghost being that I wasn’t supposed to be there.”

Ophelia started to yawn and that was the signal for her to go to bed. Jason picked her up from the bed and started to carry her into her room and placed her in her bed. “I don’t wanna…” Ophelia pouted. “There's nothing that a good nap can't fix.” He stated. He stayed with her and helped her fall asleep, when she did he walked out of her room and closed her door.

He chuckled and walked into their bedroom. His eyes widen at her completely topless. “Hi Daddy.” she giggled.

#jason todd #arkham knight #arkham knight x reader #jason todd x reader #red hood

[tripthelightfandomtastic]

oh the last anon about Jake being aggressively affectionate, let me provide some context:

imagine if it's at some party or Christmas gathering, with faint jazz playing in the background, everyone is chatting with a drink or something to eat in their hands, you are alone, in the kitchen helping clean the dishes or just preparing the snacks, and suddenly being hugged from behind, you know it's Jake without having to look, he is warm and with the faint amber smell you can tell he's the slightest of tipsy maybe with some whiskey, you smile resignedly and ask "what is it, babe?" and he just kindly batted the butter knife you are holding out of your hands and lead you out of the kitchen

"Jake, come on" you know very well what this boy has in his mind but is willing to play along anyway and couldn't help giggling the way his finger lightly tickles your palm as he holds your hand and walks towards some spare room.

and yes, just as the last anon described, as soon as the door is closed and locked behind you he pushed you up against the wall, all hurried and needy while stripping you, like a child with a wrapped gift in his lap, but as soon as you are naked in front of him, shivering as the cold air kisses your skin, his moves slow down as if caught in slow motion, and becomes the gentlest, open mouth kisses everywhere, and puppy eyes filled with love and tenderness like caramel dripping from the tip of the spoon

and it is very important that during this whole process he doesn't even say a word, you understood each other perfectly, the sudden urge and needs and pull to his lover among the crowds, the realization boosted by the booze, just how much he loves you and how lucky he is to have you, you will indulge his craving of you, equally mesmerized by his love

Oh my God THIS IS SO CUTE I WANNA SCREAM!!!!!!!

#that carmel from a spoon line are you kidding me??? perfection. #wild wednesday #gvf #greta van fleet #jake kiszka

[dannystheone]

hi!! it’s lee kenny anon again, tysm for your sweet reply to my message!! you’re so kind 😭💗 i thought i’ll leave a request for when requests open back up again, if that’s okay!!  sorry if this is too much 😭

maybe kenny is trying to cheer up butters, and they end up breaking out into a tickle fight! they sound like they would be so cute together!! can be shippy or non shippy, whichever you prefer! i personally love bunny but i’m fine either way <33

tysm for reading, please feel free to take all the time you need! or feel free to change any part of this or just reject this, no worries!! thank you!! 💗💗

Sorry this is late guys, I've been a little busy! I hope you like this :0

WARNINGS: None! Just tickles :) they are 9 years old in this!!

He Loves My Heart-Shaped Sunglasses (Lee Butters/Ler Kenny)

Butters is having second thoughts about his appearance and how he feels about dressing up as Marjorine. Kenny cheers him up a little :)

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"Hey Butterms!" Kenny McCormick stepped through Butters's bedroom door without knocking. They had grown close enough to where they could step into each other's homes and share each other's privacy. According to Cartman, they were best friends after all.

Kenny walked in on Butters at a bad time, however. Butters sat on his bed hugging a stuffed animal while wiping at his face. Kenny cocked his head in curiosity. The curtains were shuttered closed and his room was a bit untidy. It seemed Butters didn't hear Kenny walking into his room.

"Butterms? Youm omkay?" Kenny called out. Butters head whipped to the right as he cleaned his face up immediately. He sniffled as he put on a friendly smile, despite his pink narrowed eyes.

"O-Oh! Hiya Ken! I uh- I-I'm just listening to Taylor Swift again! You know she always gets me." Butters held up his phone, but no song seemed to be playing. Kenny didn't respond as he simply watched Butters fidget with his hands.

"Ahem- So! What do you wanna do? We can color, we-we can play trucks!" Butters suggested. Kenny walked up to the bed and put a supportive hand on Butters knee.

"Youm omkay Butterms? Youm can tell me anything." Kenny said. Butters turned his gaze down, his happy facade fading. He started to fidget with his hands.

"W-Well...I don't quite know how to say this..." Kenny waited patiently while Butters mustered up his courage. Butters knew he could share anything with Kenny, but how much was anything?

"Um, r-remember when I dressed up as Marjorine that one time? To go to the girl's sleepover?" Butters asked. Kenny nodded thoughtfully. Butters fidgeting seemed to get worse.

"Well, I-I've been thinking...um...I've been having thoughts about putting the Marjorine clothes on, just for myself, you know? When I was at the sleepover...it was the first time I felt confident in myself." Butters looked down at his hands, refusing to look at Kenny. Kenny moved his hand from Butters knee and placed it on his shoulder.

"Wellm, whym don't youm wearm them?" Kenny asked innocently. Butters' eyes turned to Kenny filled with fear.

"No! I-I couldn't! M-My Dad would find out right away and ground the heck out of me! I can't have that Kenny!" Kenny slid his hand up and down Butters back to calm him down. Butters took a breath and held his neck to ground himself.

"It's omkay Butters, tamke it eamsy." Kenny encouraged. Butters looked to Kenny, searching his eyes for any form of judgment. When he couldn't find anything, he cast his gaze back down.

"I just...oh hamburgers. I know I shouldn't have these thoughts about girl's clothes, I mean, I'm a boy! But...I keep thinking about how I felt when I had them on and...and I felt something I've never felt before. I feel like I was meant to wear them, but-but I know it's wrong!" Butters exclaimed. Kenny felt his heart tug. Butters should be able to wear whatever he wanted if it made him happy.

"Butterms, youm shoumld be amble to wearm whatemver youm wamnt. It's yourm hamppiness. If it mamkes youm hamppy, youm shoulmd be allowed to wearm it." Kenny explained behind his hood. Butters interlaced his fingers tightly as he looked up to Kenny.

"But Kenny I can't. They're girls' clothes! What if it changes me into a different person? And my parents will find out! Oh, Jesus-" Butters held his face in his hands. Kenny didn't know what to do. Butters seemed distraught, he could use a pick-me-up. A lightbulb dimmed above Kenny's head.

"Wellm, I donm't thimnk you'll turn imnto a differement permson, Butterms. No mamtter what youm demcide to wearm, you'll stillm be the same permson. Youm'll stillm be kind, and friendmly-" Butters wasn't looking at Kenny, like he wasn't believing him at all. Kenny took his hands and started scritching Butters' side gently. Butters side bent inward as he started giggling softly.

"And youm'll stillm be timcklish!~ No mamtter what clomthes youm hamve on, youm'll stillm be sooomm timcklish~" Kenny's hands traveled up and into Butters ribs as Butters started retreating into his pillows. Butters eyes narrowed as he lightly giggled.

"K-Kehehenny! Thahahat tihihihickles!" Kenny smiled behind his hood as Butters snickered and lightly pushed at his hands.

"M'yeah Butterms, thamt's the poinmt. Youm thimnk no mamtter what clomthes youm wearm, youm're gomnna run away from beimng this timcklish?" Kenny scribbled over Butters' tummy, which made Butters squeak and curl into a ball. Butters' knees kicked up into his chest, with Kenny's hands still folded into his tummy.

"I-hehehehee! I dohohon't knohohow! Ohohoho Christmahahas!" Kenny took the opportunity to scribble his fingers over Butters' upturned side. Butters laughed gleefully as he turned fully onto the attacked side to try and hide it, but Kenny took his other hand to scribble the opposite upturned side.

"And you'rme vermy funnmy, and smart, and remliable! You'rme a goomd frienmd, and emveryone likes youm! Thamt's not gonnma chamnge." Kenny explained to a giggling Butters. Butters hair fell into his eyes as he tried using his elbows to cover his sides. Kenny lightly dug into both Butters' sides simultaneously. Butters' eyes crinkled as he belted out heavier laughter. Kenny was trying to keep it light, but Butters was super sensitive.

"Teehehehehee! Kehehehen!" Kenny heard pleading in Butters voice. His fingers stilled for a moment, giving Butters a moment to breathe. Giggles petered from Butters lips as he came down from the tickles. "Hehe- hehehe- K-Kenny don't-" Butters felt Kenny's fingers on his sides still. He twitched to the left. "-stohop!"

Kenny grinned evilly as he raised his fingers above Butters' face and started wiggling them slowly. Butters started squirming and covering himself while Kenny started lowering his hands.

"Domn't stomp? Is thamt whamt youm saimd, Butterms?~ I didnm't knowm youm limked it som much~" Butters had a panicked smile as he tried scooting everywhere that Kenny's hands weren't, but Kenny was quick to track him.

"Nohoho Kennehehey! Nohoho no no! Dohohon't dohoho ihihit!" Butters laughed as he could already feel Kenny's fingers wiggling in his sides as they wriggled above his eyes. Kenny teased Butters by dropping his hands suddenly on Butters tummy without actually tickling. Butters jolted as Kenny quickly brought his hands back up. It made Butters laugh out earnestly.

"Gehehe-HEHE! Kenny- Kehehen STOHOP! Oh hahamburgers-" Kenny faked out Butters a few more times before his hands really did go in for the kill and started scribbling all over his tummy. The anticipation made Butters whole body tingle, which in turn made him more sensitive to Kenny's touch.

"Youm beliemve me yet Butterms? I'll keep it ump umntil youm dom..." Butters nodded immediately at Kenny's question, small tears of mirth in the corners of his eyes. Kenny slowly let up on his tickles and let Kenny recover.

Butters sat up slowly, the giggles petering out of his system. "Ahehee...oh jeez. I guess I had that coming, huh? Serves me right for being such a sourpuss." Butters held his hands together when Kenny reached forward and held Butters hands. Butters looked up into Kenny's eyes.

"Butterms...wearm what makes youm hamppy. Youm demserve to wearm what youm feel comfortable in. No mamtter what clomthing it is." Kenny reassured. Butters still didn't look convinced.

"But what if my parents find out, Ken? I can't go to school dressed as Marjorine consistently, they'll find out for sure!" By 'they' he meant his parents of course. Kenny wished they would leave the poor kid alone.

"Mmm, what if youm worme the clomthes in yourm room? So they wonm't finmd out and youm'll feelm goomd?" Butters had a questioning face on as he thought about it sincerely. It slowly dawned on him. Kenny watched as Butters face grew brighter and brighter as he realized.

"Oh- Oh Kenny you genius! I can wear the Marjorine clothes in my bedroom and-and they'll never find out! Oh, golly! I'll go try them on now!" Butters raced for his closet and slid the door closed behind him. Kenny waited on the bed silently, swinging his feet while singing a tune in his head.

After a few moments, Butters called out. "Okay Ken! You ready to see?" Kenny looked up from his legs and made an affirmative sound.

Marjorine came out of her closet, smoothing out her dress and brushing her hair out of her face. She applied light makeup and brushed her wig, with two braids on either side of her face and bows pleating the braids. Her eyes were light with complimenting blue eyeshadow and blushing cheeks. Her dress was a light blue with a poofy skirt and trailing ribbons. The dim room seemed to brighten with her presence.

"Well? Wh-what do you think?" Marjorine asked, her hands fidgeting as she waited for an answer. Kenny took her whole image in, and felt his whole face burn up.

Kenny jumped off the bed and removed his hood, to reveal his blushing face and star-lit eyes to her.

"You look gorgeous, Marjorine."

#south park #south park tickles #ler kenny #kenny mccormick #lee butters #butters stotch #marjorine #tickle fic

[ryeriy]

request: hiii! could you do a dad!auston matthews and his daughter coming home from school with a bunch of valentines from classmates and her asking him who's his valentine

Be My Valentine- Auston Matthews

warnings: none just fluff

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

I was sitting in the parent pick up line at Hannah's school. I saw rush out to the car with a plastic bag with hearts on it. One of the teachers helped her get into the backseat of my car. She buckled herself in and they closed the door. I started to drive off from her school exiting the lot.

"How was school honey?" I asked her while turning on the soundtrack from frozen we had on cd. It's her favorite movie. The volume was on low so I could hear her talk.

"I got valentine today!" She exclaimed at me. Hannah was only four. Just learning how to talk right. Today was valentines day and some class mates of hers brought in valentines to share. She brought some in herself. Hannah was so excited to get them. She was in preschool so this was her first time getting this from her classmates.

"Oh you did!" I was sounding amused. It was so cute to listen to her talk about her day or anything in general.

"I got won from evewry won!" She held up her bag with red hearts all over it. I looked through the rear view mirror. It was filled with those cute valentine cards and candy.

"That's a lot Hannah!" I looked forward and kept driving back to the house we had.

"I wanna show daddy alllll of my candy from my frwiends!" She kicked her feet in the air a little bit. It put a smile on my face to see her so happy.

"Ohhh! Well we are almost home so you can show him." I told her as I turned onto our street.

The last five minutes of our drive was singing let it go from frozen. Karoke car rides are the best with her.

As soon as I pulled into the driveway I parked in the spirt right next to Auston's car and turned it off before getting out and opening her door. I undid her seat belt and picked her out of seat placing her on the ground. Grabbing her backpack and her bag.

When I gave it to her she immediately bolted towards the front door but she couldn't reach it. She had to wait for me to open it for her. I closed her door then locked the door. Made my way to the front door to open it for her.

"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" She screamed as she ran through the door and the hallway. Running into his arms. Had the big full bag of valentines in her right hand.

"Hi sweetheart! What's the bag for?" He said while resting a side one side of her one his hips. Supporting her up with his hands.

"My frwiends gave me valentine!" She exclaimed while showing him her red heart bag.

"Oh really!" He asks her. She shakes her head up and down. That puts a smile on his face. Puts one on mine when I walked down the ways to see it.

"Who yowr valentine!" She asks him.

"Well who do you think it should be?" He asks her. I walked into the kitchen not too far from where they were standing to make Hannah her afterschool snack. Apples with peanut butter like always.

"Her!" She whispers very loudly and points to me. I could hear her whispering but I was pretending I couldn't.

"Mommy?" He asks her while also whispering very loudly. She shakes her head up and down meaning yes. I was trying so hard not to laugh. I smiled to myself.

He puts Hannah down on the ground and walks up to me. I was cutting apples when he came up to me and I turned around to him.

"Hey?" I put on my best show face for this one.

"Hello. I was wondering. Will you be my valentine?" He asked me. I could see the laughter hiding behind his face.

"Of course I will!" I said while pulling him for a hug but before hugging him I kiss him on the lips real quick then hugging him.

"Ewwwww!" Hannah squealed seeing us kiss. She made a soured face at us. After we pulled away from a hug I laughed at her.

"Oh I didn't forget about you!" I said while walking over to her and giving her a kiss on the forehead.

I pulled away from her and she grabbed her bag of candy and started to eat one and both Auston and I had a smile on our faces.

He sat down next to Hannah and ate some candy with her. So nice of her to share. He proceeded to grab one and then offer it to me.

"For you, my valentine." He had a soft smile on his face.

"Why thank you." I accepted his kind offer and smiled back at him while unwrapping the candy.

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[xsamuu]

ᵀᴼᴷᵞᴼ ᴿᴱᵛ ᶜᴴᴬᴿᴬᶜᵀᴱᴿˢ ᴬᴺᴰ ᵀᴴᴱᴵᴿ ᴸᴼᵛᴱ ᴸᴬᴺᴳᵁᴬᴳᴱˢ PART 1 :>

ᶜᴴᴬᴿᴬᶜᵀᴱᴿˢ- Mikey, Draken, Inui <33

💌ᴺᴼᵀᴱˢ- This idea was soo fun to do so this will be a multiple part kind of thing. Tysmmm @trixminx for writing this with me I had so much fun and can’t wait to start part 2 💕💕 (we did this on google docs and there are bloopers of us just being stupid yall lemme know if ya wanna see those too oke oke baiiii)

ᵂᴬᴿᴺᴵᴺᴳˢ- None loves 😫💕

Sano Manjiro (Mikey) ➤ Words of Affirmation

Mikey loves everything about you

You’re his home, his protector, the love and light of his life

He just can’t say it

He tries so hard as well </3

Probably has a plethora of nicknames and petnames for you which are the most unheard of like ‘my silk pillowcase’ or ‘ my lil lampshade’ 🥺

‘I think you look like a sexy motorcycle VROOM VROOM’

He tries to be cute and says ‘UwU no one else could come up with half the names I come up with sweets’ but gets mad when he hears Takamichi stole a name for Hina >:( Originality: lost.

Really appreciates a s/o who can communicate their feeling properly

Yall have a little self day talk every month on a Friday or Saturday with lots of snacks and good times after

He likes making his own little language with you even though it makes no sense to anyone but him.

Just tell him he’s pretty and special and how much you need him <3

Overall he cares so so much that there isn’t a normal way for him to say it, ‘A simple love you would be boring, right pretty’ -w-

Ryuguji Ken (Draken) ➤ Acts of Service

At his smol smol age this guy was taking care of mikey, all he knows is service -free up draken man 😔-

He likes to give, he’s a giver ok!!

Although he likes feeling appreciated and being with someone who tries just as much as he does

That’s his bread and butter 😌

It’s hard for him to express his feelings through words so why not use actions to show you his love ❤️

In truth it’s the small things that help nurture his infatuation with you tbh.

You offer to help out at the shop, run a bath for him when he’s tired or sick those lil domestic things UvU

‘Babe did you put my phone on charge before you left x?’

‘Yeah you fell asleep watching Netflix again xx’

Sometimes when both of you are way too tired your both still trying to help the other ‘ lemme make you something to eat real qui-‘ ‘no it’s fine I’m running you a bat-‘ ‘that’s kind and all but I’ve laid out the massage kit and al-‘ you too will keep going on till you both agree to jump in the bath and eat grapes.

Inui Seishu ➤ physical Touch/ Quality Time

Lil meow meow Inui ain’t the loudest in the bunch but you need to remember to give lil meow meow his daily kisses and hugs or he might wilt

This boy is so touched starved please 😫

He loves when you trace over his scar while giving little butterfly kisses and gush about how pretty he is ✨

Ideally a perfect Saturday night for you two is you hands in his hair, him laying in between your legs on tiktok

THIS BOY AIN'T SHY DON'T LET HIM FOOL YOU HE LIVES FOR DRAMA. LOVE AND HIPHOP, KEEPING UP WITH THE KARDASHIANS, RUPAUL YOU NAME IT, HE’LL BE THERE FACE MASK LAID AND ROBE WRAPPED

HE CAN GOSSIP FOR GOD ABOVE AND WILL RIP YOUR DOG AND SISTER APART

He is so easily influenced too sometimes when you come over when it gets quiet and he’s just doing something you’ll hear a lil ‘misssss vangieeee’ ‘MISSSSS VANGIEEEEE’ but he can and will deny it with his life 🌚

‘BABE OH MY GOD THEY SENT LAGANGA HOME HURRY’

‘NO SHE WAS THE HYPE OF THE SEASON!! PAUSE IT IM STILL PISSING’

He loves how he can be himself around you and he hopes you feel the same— spoiler alert you do <33

In the comfort of your home y’all are secretly talking about everyone and their mums it’s a real problem but it’s cute

Live, laugh and loving in heels all day you and lil meow meow try on drag looks on each other, no one said they were good but they were enough for you two

When you’ve been gone for so long and forget to give him his daily lil kiss and cuddle he’s hang around like a cat waiting for food, rolling around and sticking his head in your face until you realize what he wants

‘awww babe you just wanted a hug, why didn’t you say so ☺️’

2022 ©ᴬᴸᴸ ᵂᴼᴿᴷˢ ᴮᴱᴸᴼᴺᴳ ᵀᴼ @xsamuu ᴰᴼ ᴺᴼᵀ ᵀᴿᴬᴺˢᴸᴬᵀᴱ, ᴾᴸᴬᴳᴱᴿᴵᶻᴱ, ᶜᴼᴾᵞ ᴼᴿ ᵁᴾᴸᴼᴬᴰ ᴼᴺ ᵀᵁᴹᴮᴸᴿ ᴼᴿ ᴬᴺᵞ ᴼᵀᴴᴱᴿ ˢᴼᶜᴵᴬᴸ ᴹᴱᴰᴵᴬ

#xsamuu.candy🍭 #tokyo revengers fluff #tokyo revengers x reader #manjiro sano #sano manjiro x reader #mikey x reader #ken ryuuguji x reader #draken #inui x reader #inui seishu #inui fluff #mikey fluff #draken fluff #Tokyo revengers collab #AAAA THIS IS SO CUTE PLS