#skimmy

[kilobytten]

Process wips so far of the Nadia and Blueberry piece!

Pose/Picture I used for reference by @adorkastock ! I also used a variety of google search images for the right foot.

#guild wars 2 #wip #art #gw2 #sylvari #nadia #blueberry #skimmer #skimmy #echovald wilds #echovald forest #cantha #end of dragons #mushroom

[lcogifs]

#skimmy #skimmynz #mommy? #mommy? sorry #lco #lolesports #lcogifs

[depressed-decoupage]

'Using small utensils is a sign of being neurodivergent you know'

nah bro i was told using small plates/bowls was good for dieting when i was like 7 and using the small utensils made it feel more regular-sized because they were proportional

i really tried gaslighting myself into thinking my food wasn't being restricted- i'm dead /j

#Ed #ana #anamia #thinspirati0n #mental health memes #notprojustusingthetags #proana #promia #bonespo #diet #thinspo #skimmy #skinny

[dapper-lil-arts]

I just started replaying explorer’s of sky and im using characters me and my gf got when doing the quizes, i’m a charmander, and she’s my partner, a skitty; and oh my god it’s so funny to me how powerfull skitty is. I didn’t even know

#pokemon mistery dungeon #explorer's of sky #meme #this is going to be an HILARIOUS run #charmorgan and skimmy <3 #penguin's art

[sskim-milkk]

he sit.

#cats #cats of tumblr #little kitty cat #my cat #personal #skimmy thoughts #yes he has 3 legs #cute cats #kitties

[lessthanthreehrts]

forget ranchers, im more obsessed with whatever was going on with jimmy and skizz during the plate up stream /silly

#posts <3 #trafficshipping #can skimmy be a thing #the silliest of guys x guy who goes along with any bit #jim+skizz team in the life series would be perfect they have such a fun dynamic

[sandrasgartenwelt]

Mein winterliches Paradies!

Wenn ich raus auf die Terrasse gucke, erfreue ich mich an Ihrem winterlichen Aussehen. Sie sieht nicht trostlos aus, sondern hat einen jahreszeitlichen Charakter. Ich achte darauf,  wenn ich neue Stauden, Gehölze + jahreszeitliche Pflanzen pflanze, dass sie immergrün oder winterhart sind. So entsteht eine ansehnliche Mischung aus verschiedenen Pflanzengruppen. Die Mischung macht erst den…

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#Heide #Lichterkette #neue Triebe #Sedum #Skimmie #Terrasse #Traubenheide #weihnachtliche Dekorationen #Winter

[bradandchris]

Chris threw in the last towel for his burgeoning line of men's underwear after learning his boyfriend Brad sourced the prototypes by purchasing them directly from SKIMS.

Finally connecting why they took a sheet to the beach that one day, Brad found it difficult to pay attention to a lecture on copyright infringement from someone involved in such an oversight debacle. It was also hard not to wonder what the grey skintight suit might look like wet.

Brad was far from alone. Everyone in the closest row of cabana's would hold their breath every time Brad took a small step backwards toward the pool in his highly animated and passionate speech oddly championing someone with billions, a team of lawyers, and the law already in their favor.

She was also a lawyer herself... or at minimum on her way. It was difficult to keep up with bar exam news between Klhoe's lackluster clap back's and finding yourself justifying why not a single man has managed to remain on the show despite secretly feeling not so hot about that. It was a lot with nowhere to go, especially considering the level of sophistication fronted.

Brimming with frustration at his boyfriend's antics, Chris snapped and rushed Brad midsentence to land them both squarely in the pool. Everyone on deck was already on the edge of their seat as they surfaced.

Well… Let's just say Kim K deserves every single dollar she has as the pool deck literally broke out in applause at the sheer glean and mind-blowing accentuation of Brad's perfect nipples. It was breathtaking. It was the only time the two of them wished California was more humid and colder.

Despite the gray suit's flawlessness, Brad and Chris still managed to one up the design. The incident inspired them to launch a new brand of swimwear composed completely of dissolvable materials called ‘Sorry But Not Sorry SKIMMY.’ The initial investor would convince Brad and Chris to shorten the name to ‘But SKIMMY’ to transform it into the ultimate macho answer to the curvaceous clothing line.

Ironically, Brad and Chris’ venture would fail because no one could materialize a profitable dissolvable.

#bradandchris #model behavior #love and misadventure #queer fashion #male model #skims #copyright #beach day #poolside #singlet #spandex #guys in spandex #guys in lycra #fitness model #pretty people #thrown in the towel #ah-ha moment #hot guys wearing tight clothes #queer life #gay fashion #sportswear #gay bulge #gay boyfriend #lycra boy #muscle boy #distraction #skinsuit #men in skintight gear #wet look #macho men

[multishipper33]

Jimmy’s reaction to Lizzie’s pov with the whole… thing going on with him & Skizz is just *chefs kiss*

I- he said they were just talking

AND HIM AND SKIZZ MOVED IN TOGETHER- the way I said and they were roommates out loud tho

HLEP JIMMY’S TRYING TO COME UP WITH A SHIP NAME

HE KNOWS

And the comment discussion is amazing too. Ship names suggested in that chain were: Skizzledarity (og poster), solidman, skimmy, jizzle, jizzleman, soliman, skizzity, slozz (idk), and my own personal suggestion: just plain old’ Jizz. For the meme <3

“This is a Tumblr post, I’m- wow- I shouldn’t be here.” SCATTER

“I’ve been cursed, I’ve been cursed.” Jimmy Solidarity are you implying that the fandom itself has cursed you with Skizzleman??

Nothing else exists in this cold and dreary world,d except for the BigB, Jim, Scott, & Cleo interaction

“AAAAAAAA- THE FLORIST SENDS HIS REGARDS!!!! HE SENDS IT. STOP RUNNING FROM MEEEEEE” —Jimmy, secret life session 6

“Nooo… don’t- don’t put that in my mouth.” —Scar

#maddie’s rambles #life series #trafficblr #secret life #jimmy solidarity #solidaritygaming #skizzleman #skizzledarity #ldshadowlady #gtws #goodtimeswithscar #I’m not tagging them all #but Scott Cleo and BigB are in it #Drabble #sned hlep

[backscratches]

'Hey Sweetheart' part 2

The Sinclair brothers x F!child!Reader (platonic)

Warnings: Father-Daughter relationship, kidnapping, death, slashers, baby/toddler reader, yelling, cursing

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Bo had made Vincent take the baby and carry her up to the house. He decided to clean up the bodies later, this problem was much more important now, his brother was much more important now.

As soon as they arrived inside the Sinclair house, he quickly went to the phone and called Lester.

"Heya big brother didn't think I was going to hear from you so soon"Lester answered and his big brother quickly told him "Now's not the time Lester, get your ass here we have an emergency",he set the phone down and took a big sigh.

During the phone call Vincent had taken a seat on the sofa with the baby. He held her close to his chest and made sure to support her neck. Even tho he hadn't done this before, he had seen it on the TV. And since his father had been a doctor he himself had also learned how fragile a baby was.

Bo watched from the kitchen as Vincent "played" around with the babygirl dressed in skimmy white onesie with pink flowers all over it. Bo's face showed both confusion and anger. The reason he was angry was that his brother had to make this babe everyones problem. He looked away quickly and began to make himself coffee. He felt like it was going to be a long night and needed to prepare for that.

After half a hour Lesters car finally came to stop Infront of the house. Bo had taken a seat next to Vincent who still held the sleeping baby in his arms. They had been watching the television when the sound of a car and Jonesys barking quickly averted their focus away.

As Lester ran to the door and busted through it, scared of this emergency that he had been told about, Jonesy ran from Vincents bedroom upstairs barking loudly.

This sadly woke up the baby who now started to wail loudly. The loud cry from the babygirl in Vincent's arms, who was now in a mild panic, caught both Lesters and Jonesys attention. The younger brother quickly became to ask rapid question from his brothers about the emergency that he had been called for."What the hell Bo did you call me here for?! Yall are just sitting here on yalls fat asses what do you need me for?!" Jonesy careful and on high alert, slowly moved towards the crying object that Vincent was in haste trying to calm.

Bo become finally telling his brother where the baby had come from while his twin was focused on trying to stop the cries from the girl in his hold.

Jonesy slowly approached the buddle in his owners lap, sniffing it carefully.

Lester now aware of the situation took a look at the baby crying in his brothers arms.

"Is it going to stay?" He asked almost with a whisper.

Bo didn't answer instead he looked at his twin brother now holding the baby from underneath it's armpits, Infront of his face.

"Well what fo you think Vincent?" Bo asked with a attitude but also worryingly for the answer he was going to get.

Vincent stayed quiet for a while only looking at the crying baby Infront of his face, now reaching for him, for his mask covered face.

"She'll need clothes" was the only thing Vincent sayed to his brothers before turning all his attention to the baby in his arms.

Bo let out a sigh and Lester only stared at the bundle in Vincent's hold.

"Sweetpea also needs a name" Lester informed with a smile forming on his face.

Bo put his head down and averted his gaze to the babygirl. "Lester why don't you head to the store and get some stuff for the girlie here" he told in a commanding voice to his baby brother. Lester only nodded before he was out of the door and back on the road.

"Vincent..." Bo talked to his brother in a whisper even tho he could barely be heard through the load screams of the baby next to him. Bo let out another load sigh and got up from the sofa. He quickly made his way to the kitchen in hopes of finding something for the baby. The best thing for now being milk obviously.

Vincent held the crying child awkwardly while his brother did his thing in the kitchen. Vincent was a quiet child growing up and he always enjoyed silence but the cries of the girl in his arms didn't infuriate him, they made him worried.

What could he do to make the baby better? For it to stop crying.

He wasn't sure but he knew generally what babies needed so he hoped Lester had most of those things covered. For now his brother was the one making the girly something to calm her down.

Jonesy had now gotten used to the wailing of the baby and sat obediently next to her owners feet still sniffing curiously at the baby. Vincent knew that Jonesy was there, next to him, just as curious as him but he didn't know would the baby like Jonesy. Everyone likes dogs right? But did his dog like babies. She hadn't at least bit her face of so that's a good start.

Bo came back to the living room couch with a warm bottle of milk. He obviously a kinda knew what he was doing.

"Hand her over to me" Bo told his brother but he only glanced at Bo, not even nudging towards him.

"Give her to me or she's going to scream herself to death" Bo said now in a aggravated tone towards his brother.

Eventually he did hand the child to his brothers hold. Bo began to try to feed the crying kid in his arms but found it difficult when she was screaming bloody murder.

Finally the girl in his arms recognized that there was a bottle Infront of her face, ready to feed her. She made grabby hands towards it and Bo quickly directed it to her mouth. She stopped crying, now only covered in tears and trying to take breaths the best she can. Bo watched in awe as the child in his hold drank the milk he offered her, he was feeding her, and it felt amazing to provide for someone as small, defendless and innocent as her.

As she finished her drink, she became to show signs of falling asleep once again.

As the brothers held the sleeping baby in their arms they waited for Lester to return and bring most of the things they were in need of.

Sure they could dress her in their own old baby clothes but they didn't own diapers or food for her.

Bo turned on the TV, on a low volume of course, and Vincent let Jonesy jump beside them. The dog was now more calm around the babe but wasn't sure if she was allowed to touch her so she kept her distance.

After a hour or so the baby was in a deep sleep in Vincent hold, Bo was watching the TV and drinking a beer, Jonesy was about to fall asleep and Lester finally drove back.

The sound the car was alot more quieter this time, obviously Lester trying to be careful of waking the possibly sleeping babe.

He walked in the house silent as possible, carrying three grocery bags of baby stuff. Bo got up and went to help his baby brother with the groceries he had been forced to get for the child.

"I got it all! Diapers, food, some clothes even and I saw this cute teddy bear on the shelf so I had to take it too!" Lester told excited to his brothers.

"Thank you" the masked twin told his brother.

Bo started to unpack the bags while Lester came and I sit next to his brother and finally take a good look at the kid he had taken as his own.

Bo knew what a big responsibility having a child was, and didn't make it any easier that the baby was a girl in a house full of three men that didn't get a good education growling up. The situation seemed pretty bad, not even pretty, it was bad. But Bo loved his brother. And if this is what he needed then he was going to give it to him.

The oldest brother glanced at the group sitting at the sofa. Everything seemed blissful right now. Lester was home. Bo was calm. Vincent was happy. And the baby was asleep lucky for them.

"So where is she going to sleep? Can't put her in the basement, too warm." Bo asked his brother, not looking at him but still addressing him.

"What about upstairs, maybe in Vincent's room since he kinda claimed her you know?" Lester voiced his thoughts.

Vincent let out a agreeing hum, looking down at the pale bundle in his arms.

"She needs a bed" Lester sayed.

"There's probably some box or a old crib in the basement we could use" Bo answered.

Bo finally finished unboxing the bags for the baby and came back to the living room.

"So what about the name?" He asked his brothers.

"Vincent...?" Lester looked at his brother trying to get a answer from him.

"Y/N..." He whispered looking at his little treasure.

[lcogifs]

#skimmynz #skimmy #meow #purr #claws #claws out #lolesports #lco

[angelicyouth]

Allegro

⇢ pairing: kenny mccormick x musician!reader

⇢ synopsis: ❝Ever the loyal and supportive boyfriend, it isn't a surprise when your significant other tags along with you and your band on your widely anticipated world tour.❞

⇢ warning: sexual content

You're the main vocalist and the face of a very popular pop-punk band so as a multi-talented musician, you either perform choreo ((for the more pop-leaning tracks)) while you're singing or have an electric guitar strapped around your body for you to play lead guitar.

Forever grateful of your fans and wanting to grant them the absolute best performances of their entire lifetime, you often find yourself occupying the dance studio in your company's building to practice your choreo until the late hours of the night.

Your perfectionist tendencies causes you to have tunnel vision so Kenny will always find the time to bring you dinner halfway through practice, forcing you to eat your favorite takeout with him or whatever cravings you have for that day ((being exhausted, your boyfriend is more than happy to feed you! and even if you're fine to do it on your own, he'll insist!)).

When you're being particularly stubborn, the blonde will unplug the speakers and spread his limbs out like an annoying starfish in the middle of the dance studio so that you can't practice which forces you to eat ((unless he's satisfied enough, he won't let you resume)).

As you're eating, he'll place your body on his lap and either retie your loose hair or take the time to weave together your soft but damp locks and braid them away from your face ((he's made it a habit to carry around spare hair ties and cute clips to pin your hair away from your face if you ever need it)).

His long fingers in your hair is extremely cathartic, the soothing motions causing you to fall limp into his warm embrace and sometimes causes you to fall asleep against his firm chest.

He'll also pepper your face with a multitude of kisses despite you complaining about how sweaty you are but he doesn't give a fuck, he'll complain back about how much he missed his pretty girl from the few hours that you two were apart.

You'll roll your eyes every time he yells out "WATER!", the blonde forcing you to rehydrate in between sets of songs ((before he hands you a cold water bottle to sip on, he'll drink from it himself because he wants you to get an indirect kiss. it doesn't make much sense because he'll always command you to give him a kiss before you resume practice anyways, so)).

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The heavy bass of your song loudly reverberates throughout the entire dance studio, your chest quickly heaving up and down as you go through the motions deeply ingrained in your body. Every move you make is fluid as it creates a visual masterpiece on time to the beat of the melody.

As the melodious instruments slowly begins to fade out, Kenny's voice is deep as he calls out to you and disturbs the peace in the suddenly quiet room. "Come here."

His voice is firm—commanding in its tone as he leaves absolutely no room for questions or refusal. Obediently, you take the few steps to close the space between the two of you as your hands reach out to latch onto his larger ones once you're close enough. Your heart begins to erratically beat within your chest, but not because of your earlier exertion—it's in eager anticipation of what's to come as the blonde intertwines your fingers together to roughly pull you onto his lap.

Once you're properly situated, there's a teasing smirk on his handsome face as he huskily murmurs to you. "Show me what you learned, baby."

Every word that escapes from his mouth casts light puffs of air against the shell of your ear and causes your body to involuntarily shudder. You can feel a cacophony of eager goosebumps to arise across your arms, the blonde lazily trailing his hands as they caress every dip and curve of your body.

His muscular arms then wrap around your waist, the cool metal of his ring adorned fingers lightly skimming against the bare expanse of your skin from underneath your tank top. Your eyes begin to lightly flutter shut at the sensation created by his leisurely pace until all of the air in your chest gets suddenly knocked out from the forceful way his soft pair of lips begin to devour yours.

You can't help the soft mewls that he masterfully orchestrates from escaping your throat with the dizzying way his tongue coaxes yours to a heated battle of dominance. He's relentless in his teasing as he he draws out every harsh bite on your lower lip and every swipe of his tongue against yours, his delighted smirk pressed against your slicked lips.

“Like music to my ears. Just make a voice recording when we fuck—I promise it’ll sell out.” He smirks at your vocal pleasure, your hand weakly lifting up to swat him on the shoulder as you whine at his comment.

Placing a hot and heavy hand in between the smooth expanse of your thighs, a high-pitched whimper echoes between you two as your breaths mingle with one another. Your lungs desperately take reprieve from your separation until a sob gets stuck into your throat when his fingers slowly begin to collect your steadily leaking arousal.

He chuckles against the expanse of your sweat-sheened neck, the puffs of air escaping the pretty pink of his lips hitting your slicked skin as he creates a trail of vivid reds and deep purples in its wake. "You're so fucking wet for me and I haven't even touched you yet."

He teases the entrance of your heat, lazily circling the tip of his finger around it as his tongue makes magic. Your boyfriend keeps the heated point of contact as he wetly trails his mouth to worship your breasts, heated words of praise mumble against your body like a mantra.

Every so often, he'll lightly drag his teeth against the nub of your nipple on his way to create deep imprints of his teeth against your skin. They mix along beautifully with his possessive marks of love, a smug smirk pressed against the bruises whenever the blonde's cerulean eyes catches sight of his masterpiece.

His back leans against the floor to ceiling mirrors adorning the wall of the room, vapor slowly consuming the cool glass as your heated arousal creates fog that steadily climbs up the surface. "Look at yourself enjoying just my fingers—you're fucking beautiful.

You tightly clench around him as you desperately grind your body against the palm of his hand, his fingers shooting out to firmly grasp your chin when your head begins to loll dangerously to the side and your eyelashes begin to lightly caress the soft skin of your heated cheeks. "Eyes up, babe. Need you to watch how fucking greedy you get when you take me in."

Not wanting to disappoint, you force your half-lidded eyes open as you watch yourself being reflected from the glass panels of the mirrors surrounding the two of you. The lewd image greeting you back is of you looking absolutely wrecked, your eyes catching sight of how the sliver of light cast from the luminescence of the dance studio glints against your tears steadily leaking out.

It's absolutely erotic—the obscene sounds of slicked skin against skin and quick pants heavily consuming the otherwise desolate room.

"So tight and pretty—all for me. You're mine, N/N. And only mine." You babble in confirmation to his heated praises, your words dangerously slurred as your legs begin to violently shake from the electric shocks of pleasure deeply coiling throughout your stomach.

"Is my pretty girl going to come for me? Yeah? Then come all over my fingers—show me what it's going to feel like when I have my cock inside of you." He keeps pumping his longer fingers until the spasms overtaking you body stops, his eyes possessively watching as they go in an out of your heat as they deliciously drag along your slicked walls.

When your body falls limp into his warm embrace, he pushes his digits against your swollen limps as you obediently suck at the intrusion. "Good girl. See how fucking good you taste."

You moan around his fingers as you taste yourself, the vibrations of your voice and your light suction causing his possessive eyes to go even darker from want as he removes them from the wet cavern of your mouth and into his. "Fuck, you taste as good as you look."

Your body suddenly jolts to attention from where your face is burrowing itself inside the safe solace of his neck, desperately trying to catch your breath when the blunt head of his length slowly drags itself against your slicked folds.

"You ready?"

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During tour, the both of you will sneak out of the hotel for late night dates as you explore and take in the new sights of whatever foreign country you're currently playing at ((your boyfriend will do research while you rehearse at the venue so that you can make the most of your time!!)).

The blonde always wears your merch and its gotten to the point that he also gifts them to your guy's friends and family whenever there's a special occasion ((they'll always roll their eyes when he hands them a clumsily wrapped present because they already know what's going to be in there—each one of them have at least 5 signed albums from you by now)).

Kenny never fails to make posters for your shows as he takes the time to seriously decorate them with an abundance of colorful stickers and glitter ((the cameraman at the venue always points the equipment towards your boyfriend at least once so that his enthusiastic support can be shown on the big screen for you and all of your fans to see)).

Your fans absolutely adore your boyfriend because he's always feeding them with additional content—he'll upload behind-the-scenes stuff such as photos and videos of you!

On his Coonstagram account, he'll upload a picture of you cutely dozing off on the ride back to the hotel with your head cuddled against his shoulder as the caption states: sleepy baby had fun today!! thank you for being an awesome crowd :)

Or maybe he'll post a photo of you falling asleep while you're perched on a chair, his ring-adorned hands affectionately propping your head up as your stylist does your makeup with the caption: can't hang gang!! just kidding, this pretty girl is jet lagged :P

Your fans went absolutely wild over your precious relationship when a picture of him hand-feeding you snacks as your hairdresser beautifully curls your soft locks of hair appears across their social media feeds, the caption reading: my pretty girl loves your snacks *country name*!! :D

Kenny has his signature on your microphone ((he was super excited and honored when you asked him to sign it the day that you got it, the blonde clingy and never leaving your side for the rest of the night after your request)) but on the body of your guitar, there's a cute doodle that he drew of the both of you with a little heart in between them.

If you dye your hair ((whether for personal preference or for work)), he'll have a streak of the same color in his own field of blonde hair to match! ((speaking of work, your manager loves to bring him along when you have photoshoots because he brings out your best expressions!))

You asked Kenny to choose the color of your in ear monitors and you surprised him with getting the initials of his name on one of them and your relationship's anniversary date on the other.

It's not uncommon for people to recognize your boyfriend when he's out in public—he doesn't mind talking to them or getting his pictures taken with them if they ask but if someone on the streets calls out to him but are kind of unsure on how they recognize him, he'll fuck with them and the interaction will go like this:

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"Hey! I think I recognize you but I don't remember where." "Oh? So you watch porn?"

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Eventually, he'll open up a YouTube account where he'll make a series on his channel, uploading videos of the two of you in your hotel and trying local snacks.

When you have free days in between schedules while you're on tour, he'll gift your fans with vlogs of your dates at different cities ((his editing style is very chaotic which is amusing to viewers even if they didn't find him because of your band)).

He's made it a personal goal to visit all of the Disney Parks in the world and all of the McDonald's too so that he can make reviews of the region exclusive things that you can't get anywhere else ((it's also a goal of his to fuck in every country/city you guys go to)).

Once you've seen all of the 7 Wonders of the World, he'll post the pictures he took of the two of you during your visits and a selfie of just you at the end of the slide saying that you're the only wonder of his world.

With how busy you get, quickies are a norm ((your boyfriend loves this because it feeds into the exhilaration of potentially getting caught in the otherwise public spaces you both do it at)) and also means you guys are in the mile high club ((aka fucking when you guys are flying in an airplane)).

Being busy also means you take naps whenever you can so it's pretty convenient to have a boyfriend you can always cuddle into ((it's always a nice surprise when you wake up to see that Kenny doodled something on your arm)).

But if you have time in between your schedules when you're back at home, he'll surprise you with appointments he made at the spa or at the nail salon so that you can wind down and relax ((he accompanies you, of course. he'll have basic care pedicures and manicures so that he can sit next to you and so that you can talk about mundane things with one another. you'll usually finish later than him since you get color or a design so he'll duck out of the shop real quick to grab you both coffee or something. feeling newly rejuvenated, you guys will always get food right after!!)).

If there isn't time for the aforementioned, he'll offer you massages with his own hands ((which slowly turns into a sexual encounter if you're not too tired)) and will try to learn how to do nails so he can do them for you when you're unable to get them professionally done! ((if he does them, he'll paint on his initials without telling you))

On some occasions ((this is very rare but sometimes hotels get fully booked when certain concert dates coincide with other local events)), your management will book your band a few rooms with double beds instead of granting you your usual private rooms. The guys absolutely hate when this happens and will do whatever they can to fight over who has to share a room with you and Kenny.

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"Why the fuck do your dark circles look even worse than usual, Marsh? You look shittier than Cartman on his bad days, which is saying a lot." Craig snickers when Stan trudges his tired body towards their rehearsal noticeably late, his raven-colored hair messily tousled atop the crown of his head and a giant pair of sunglasses sitting on his face.

Kyle just rolls his eyes at how dramatic his best friend is being with his outfit, the oversized shades making him look like he's hungover when he isn't. But Stan didn't give a fuck—it's his manager's fault for forcing him to room with the stupid lovebirds.

"Why do you think? I shared a room with these two inconsiderate fucks." He grumpily mumbles, his downturned lips sipping on his caffeinated beverage.

If they have a problem with me getting to practice late because I needed coffee beforehand then they can just kiss my fucking ass, the ravenette pettily thinks.

Clyde snickers, "Rookie mistake. That's why I always bring earplugs or headphones, dude."

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You guys want to have something physical as memorabilia of the places you visit together so you'll either decide on whether you guys will collect shot glasses, keychains, or magnets for every new country/city you go to.

Of course, your boyfriend is musically talented so you'll sometimes bring him out on stage for funsies and have him shred on a guitar for a minute or something as a special surprise treat for your fans ((if any of your band members are injured or sick, it isn't a problem as Kenny can easily fill in for them until they're good to go!! attending your rehearsals and being your #1 fan has its perks)).

Kenny keeps all of the physical copies of your concert tickets and VIP/backstage passes, pinning them to a cork board that's hung in his room and surrounded by pictures of you by yourself or the two of you together.

In perfect condition and carefully tucked away in a box under his bed are all the cassette tapes and CD's that you burned your music onto when you and your band were first experimenting and writing songs ((he's been there for everything—he used to help the band set up at venues when you guys weren't big enough to afford a roadie and he used to drive you guys to your auditions for major record companies)).

It doesn't matter how long you guys have been dating—he'll never forget to give you a pre-show kiss for good luck ((it's a ritual)) and give you flowers after you finish a show ((it didn't matter if he was broke, he'd just pick it from the wild)).

He also likes to take polaroid pictures of you at every show you perform at and writes down the date on it for memories! ((he'll decorate it with stickers/doodles and keep them in an album for safe keeping))

Whenever he sees band merch when he's out and about ((whether it's a knock-off or official)), he'll excitedly send you pictures of them!! ((being with you from even before the beginning of your career, it still doesn't quite register in his head of how famous you are even when you're years down the line with your success))

His absolute prized possession, though, is a pendent hanging on the silver chain around his neck of your first ever guitar pick from when you started learning how to play as a kid ((he never takes it off, not since you gave it to him)).

You're always a conversation topic for him, the blonde always bragging to others about his very cool girlfriend ((the guys often get annoyed because dude, they grew up with you, too. and some of them are even in the same damn band. they already know, Kenny. you don't have to tell them for the millionth time)).

If you guys ever decide to have kids, he'll absolutely love telling them about how cool their mom was back in the day ((you still are, he emphasizes)) and he'll tell them stories of your career as their nightly bedtime stories ((you'll be your kid's ice breaker once they start going to school but not without Kenny teaching them about clout chasers first))♡

#south park #south park x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #kenny mccormick #south park fanfiction #lalawrites

[sugawara-levi]

the beach! with Reiner

cuddly Reiner imagine <3

established relationship, g/n reader

You place your towels right next to each other, they’re the same size and type but his look so much smaller under him.

He will want to stay as close as possible to you because he just loves your skin. Can’t get enough of it. That poor boy.

It’s so hot though. The weather. And his touch on top of it.

You want him to hold you because you know how much he loves to have you close.

But it’s just so fucking warm.

You’re quite literally melting into his touch and not in the good way.

How is he not affected by this?

You turn over to the side to look at him, his hand draped all over your stomach.

Of course, the big oaf is asleep.

Seeing this as a chance you skimmy out from underneath his plate-sized hand. You are soon freed, but your towel is not.

Oh well, a golden opportunity to check out the water temperature.

As soon as you leave he wakes up though. Looking around confused as to where his baby went until he sees you just by the water.

He stays back, enjoy the sun, enjoy the view of you.

You test the water with your toes, splash about a bit as you walk further out, looking at the sand between your toes. When you turn to look back at him you see that he’s now awake.

You ask him if he wants to join for a swim, but not yet he says, he just wants to watch you enjoy yourself right now.

When you get back your body is cool from the bath, you’re dripping everywhere including on him. He doesn’t mind, just smiles and asks you if it was nice.

Yea, it was very nice, he should’ve joined.

He will soon, he says.

He just wants to hold you a bit more first.

This time it’s not that overwhelming when he wraps his body around yours. His hair tickles your face and you giggle into each other.

When he’s content you go for another swim, together this time.

©sugawara-levi, do not copy or republish

#soft reiner is all i’m living for!!! #I say with three exclamation points #guess i need me a soft one #reiner x you #reiner braun #snk reiner #aot reiner #reiner x reader #reiner x g/n reader #shingeki no kyojin #reiner imagine #reiner drabble #reiner headcanons #reiner he #snk #snk drabble #snk imagine #snk x you #snk x reader #aot x reader #aot x you #soft reiner #reiner x y/n #aot imagines #snk imagines

[verm1c1de]

mods asleep post skimmy ((skoodge shimmy))

#iz #invader zim #skoodge #invader skoodge #my art #silly

[sskim-milkk]

I put no effort into my appearance today. Just sweatshirt, sweatpants, unbrushed hair in bun and dirty sneakers

And by my ‘luck’ just a few hours later I SEE THE MOST BEAUTIFUL GAL ON THE PLANET

#like whhyyyy today #did I have to put in so little effort #why meeee #ahhhhh #lgbtqia #lgbtq community #skimmy thoughts #personal

[quartergremlin]

vack om my trollhumters vullshit

i love you varvara never change. those horns sure are for his deceit.

steve calling coach his dad and them havimg to correct himself. i love them. THEM ARE COVERING FOR THEIR FAMILY-MESS AT SVHOOL

GET THEY ASS UHL

they really are terrible students huh.

MO STEVE!!!!!

honestly, this whole episode is nearly indistinguishable from like. a regular teacher breakdown. rip to everyone with those stories about purple flyimg momky.

"emotionally commect with him" sticktler the MVP I guess? for at least giving them advice instead of going "a cat?? rip to you buddy better put that thing down."

mrs. jameth that's mot good for your digestive system.

MO SMR UHL MO

"a pep talk from your favorite student?" mot for long eli. just wait until krel gets here.

Smr. uhl honestly the scarriest here. turms into somic. "gatito" ... the meowing.

oh fuck you strickler.

weird-ass relationship there tho. that's fun. i omce saw you as a father but you've betrayed me and threatened the ome we both love dearly. etc etc

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Jim thimgs that are funny to me amd I hope they never chamge:

1 - imsecure avout skimmy legs.

2 - mervous around claire when mot im immediate danger - impulsive spanish

"girls domt pee. they conspire!"

jim you are failing so hard. you're lucky you're both such nerds.

DOUXIE!!! my little sopping wet meow meow loser.

RULE THREE!!! *comfetti* love me some rule three.

love that this is the same bathroom set from the museum. yaas team keep recycling those sets so you cam put more energy into other things. like all those fire effects. jesus.

loving morgamma. keep being absolutely unhinged. also the voice effects are cool.

*tries to stab jim with a butter knife* "she's flirting with you"

"begome servant" > *the distinct sound of 1000 years of douxie servitude immediately clicking into place*

its also interesting to see how these people have changed from the past im wizards to mow. even if they didn't plan on having Morgana be a pretty normal person in the past like. i can see how being imprisoned for that long would drive you insane. how you'd completely lose your shit, try to kill a guy with a butterknife, and them down a raw steak im negative 2 seconds.

jim only hitting morlaire in the face with pillows while motemrique has no qualms about knocking her out cold. that's the sibling effect right there.

claire gravs motemrique by the scruff: *vaguely annoyed*

morgama does it: *kills her with cast iron pam*

kmowimg what I do about merlim. i get it. guy sucks. i would absolutely want to destroy everythim he's ever touched too. sorry yall ever met him.

also I like that while they do have a light/dark good/evil thing going om it's not that dark magic is vad necessarily. vlimky defimetly doesmt think much of dark magic. its just the connection between claire amd morgama is able to ve exploited by morgama, who is looking out for her own self-interest.

it happens again amd again but im always somehow surprised when trollhumters says: good amd vad are subjective. what really matters is if you can look out for the people you care about amd hold your values. something like that. im sure I could say something more coherent about it later. im multi-taskimg.