#so shut ur hating ass mouths before i shut them for you
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stop bc u need to write frat rafe getting the girl he’s been plotting on drunk at one of his frat parties 😕 and then they fuck asf …. and reader lowkey hates him but just couldn’t control herself bc he’s so yummy 🐒
if ur comfy with it ofc mama <3333
frat ! rafe is so disgusting i want him in my guts ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊ ⊹
c/w: MDNI , smut under cut , drinking , partying , greek life ? , f ! reader , weed , dub-con ( reader is a little high ) , bathroom sex , rafe is lowk creepy , mild mild choking
" c'mon , babe , one drink " rafe called after you walking away from him .
you'd just walked into the party with some of your sorority sisters , and rafe was already on your ass , determined to get into your pants tonight .
" leave me alone , rafe . just for tonight . " you turned and said to him , already dreaming about getting wasted and ignoring him .
" nah , not until you come do some shots with me . better yet , why dont i take some shots off of you ? y'ur top's short enough anyways " he smirked and let his eyes wander down to your showy outfit .
you wish you could lie and say you hadn't worn the shimmery skirt and black crop top for rafe , but you had .
rafe had been pining after you after sleeping his way through most of your sorority sisters . he first saw you at an alpha phi alpha party , and since then , your whole ' hard to get ' ploy was turning him on . you strided away from rafe as best as you could in the crowd , rafe hot on your ass , watching your hips sway . the two of you ended up in a room filled with smoke , around ten people sitting around passing two joints .
" c'mon babe , loosen up " rafe sat in one of the loveseats near his friends after dapping them up . rafe pulled you into his lap with two hands on your hips , and you fell into him with little resistance , holding back a smile .
rafe's friend passed him the joint after taking a puff , rafe taking one of his own , then instead of giving it to you , blew the smoke in your face . you coughed , swatting the smoke away from your face .
" the fuck , rafe ? " you squealed in his grinning face .
" my bad , princess , honest mistake . here , i'll try again " he said , taking another hit from the joint . this time , he gripped the nape of your neck , bringing your slightly agape mouth near his . rafe blew the smoke inside your mouth , pushing your jaw shut after .
you scoffed and plucked the joint from his hand , passing it to some random touron next to you .
" so when you gonna let me hit ? " rafe quips while you reach over , shamelessly checking out your ass .
" oh my god , rafe . you're actually fucking gross . you know you've slept with half the alpha delta chi sisters , right ? " you looked at him disgusted , not bothering to mention all the good rumors that had been spread about him among those girls .
" just proves i'm experienced , right " he laughed , trailing his hands dangerously close to the curve of your ass . no one else in the room paid any mind to you and rafe , no even on the couple who though they were discreet when fucking under the girl's skirt .
you decided to roll with rafe's antics for tonight , considering your friends had all found their own flavors for tonight , why not find yours ? so you started slowly grinding your pussy against rafe's jean clad lap . rafe's eyes travelled up your torso to your cleavage , then meeting your eyes deviously . you smirked slightly and pushed your hips back down against his again .
" stop fuckin' with me . " rafe gritted out , obviously getting turned on . you rolled your pelvis once more before rafe had both hands on yoru ass and stood the two of you up .
turning you towards the door , he walked you both out of the room and guided you through pushes against your ass . you giggled , feeling a little lightheaded from the couple puffs you were able to get from when you were in the room . rafe pushed open the door which led to a bathroom which was thankfully unoccupied . you giggled at the way rafe seemed so desperately aggressive to get to you . he spun you slightly so your hips were sandwiched in between his and the counter .
" y' know y'ur not fuckin' funny , right ? actin' like you don't want me to dick you down but teasin' me like that " you said while slithering a hand up your throat , slightly squeezing . your eyes met his in the mirror , and you tilted your head to push your lips to his . rafe used his hold on your throat to pull you closer to him , devouring your lips with his . his tongue clashed with you , and it was a messy battle for dominance , both of you slightly buzzed .
rafe's other hand slid below the waistband of your skirt , sliding along the top of your panties . he pushed his hand on your throat up to your jaw , forcing your head into an uncomfortable position . rafe slid his hand into your panties , two fingers running down your slit , collecting your wetness .
moaning , you took rafe's hand in both of yours , bringing your own arousal from his fingers into your mouth , holding eye contact with him .
" fuck " he groaned out . rafe brought his hand back down your skirt , opting to push one finger into you this time . he pumped it in and out of you slowly before adding another finger . you moaned with your eyes closed , raising your arms from behind you and wrapping them around rafe's neck .
rafe kissed from behind your ear down to your throat , still pumping his fingers into your pussy messily .
" good job , angel , takin ' it so fuckin' good " rafe mumbled behind your ear , not stopping his kisses .
" so close , rafe , so close " your moaned out , pushing your ass against rafe's hard on and grinding on his fingers .
rafe inched his thumb to apply some pressure on your clit , and you felt yourself tipping over the edge .
" cumming ! cumming , rafe ! " you moaned out , trying your best to hold onto rafe .
" yea , baby , cum for me . all over my fingers , make a mess , angel " he groaned into your ear , slowing his fingers when you loudly moaned and came on his hand .
your breathing was rapid as you pulled rafe back in to kiss you , and you felt rafe's hard on through his shorts .
" need help with that ? " you giggled .
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need matt x plus sized reader smut bc ik u would eatttt!!! (and none of the insecure shit im so over that sorry not sorry LMAO)
also love ur writing sm bae 🫶🏽
✯Take A Seat✯
black plus-sized! reader
Summary: matt can't keep his hands or mouth to himself.
Warnings: NSFW CONTENT. ass smacking, oral (fem receiving), face sitting/riding, fingering, praising, soft dom/needy matt, squirting, overstimulation.
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“Stop it!” I hiss at Matt as he swats at my ass once again. He’s been doing this all day since he picked me up this morning. In the grocery store, in Tjmaxx, and even at the restaurant we had lunch at.
Now we are at my house, in my bedroom, and he’s still going.
“Come lay down with me.” He grabs my hand, attempting to pull me down on the bed. “Matt no! I’m trying to put everything away!” I motion to the bags on my bedroom floor. He stands up, wrapping his arms around me, starting to kiss my neck.
The scruff adorning his face tickles me slightly, “Put 'em away later, I want to spend time with you.” I crane my neck and try to push him away.
“Matt,” I state firmly.
“Y/n.”
I roll my eyes and cross my arms, “What do you want Matt?” I already know what he wants but his answer shocks me.
“For you to sit on my face.”
His words are blunt, straight to the point.
“Huh?”
“If you can huh you can hear-“ he twirls us around and gently pushes me onto the bed, crawling over me. His hands grip around my thighs, hiking them up and pressing himself against me. I can feel how hard he is. “Come on baby, you know you want to.” He whispers in my ear, grinding into me slightly.
It’s crazy how quick my arousal forms, a tingling feeling forming between my legs, warmth spreading throughout my whole body.
“I don’t know…” I trail off.
I’m not insecure with my weight at all, in fact, I’m very confident with myself. However, I’ve read too many stories of girls with fat asses breaking their boyfriend’s noses to even think of sitting on Matt’s face. He has the perfect pussy eating nose and I'd hate myself if it was taken away from me.
“Please? You know I love tasting you, always so sweet for me.” He leaves sloppy kisses on my jaw and neck, his fingers snaking into the boxers I’m wearing. He runs his middle finger through my folds and instinctively I buck into him.
“See? You’re already wet, you want to.” He lifts his head, a cheeky grin on his face as he stares down at me.
“Shut up…Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt yo-I’d be grateful if I died with your thighs suffocating me and your puss-“ I quickly cover his mouth, his words flustering me.
“Stop being so vulgar…fine, but if you really can’t breathe pu-“ I’m cut off by his lips against mine. His hands grabbing and squeezing at my waist, the plush skin aching slightly from his actions.
“Mmm thank you baby.” He begins to pull my boxers down, his actions eager. He pulls away from the kiss and pushes my legs to my chest, taking in the view of my exposed folds.
He loves to stare at me, taking in every detail of my body.
His fingers dance along the underside of my thighs, making me shudder in anticipation. Using his index and middle finger, he pushes my folds apart, my clit coming into view.
I try to close my legs, flustered under his gaze.
“Stop hiding from me,” he grunts. I gasp when he flips me over and swiftly slides in between my thighs. I gaze down and stare into his hungry eyes.
His bright blue irises are tinted darker, filled with lust and hunger.
I jump feeling his hand swat down on my ass, “So pretty. Take a seat for me baby.”
I shake my head, too scared to lower myself.
I yelped feeling a harder slap to my ass before I’m yanked down.
“Stop fucking hovering, I wanna taste you.” He dives in, lapping up the slick falling into his mouth. I whimper at the feeling, closing my eyes in relief. He wraps his lips around my clit, sucking at the mound.
I can’t help the moans falling from my mouth as he laps and sucks. Matt has always been a good eater, too good actually. If I let him, he could eat me out for hours on end, doing it for his own pleasure rather than mine.
Subconsciously, I begin to grind down on his face, matching the movements of his tongue. He moans into me, the vibrations sending a shock right to my clit.
“Fuck Matt!”
His tongue dips inside of me, another whine falling from my mouth as I grip at his loose curls. I’m so focused on reaching my high, I don’t even notice his hand moving. My jaw goes slack feeling two of his fingers slide into my aching cunt, massaging the velvety walls.
He pumps them in and out, immediately finding that special spot and abusing it.
My movements are slipping, switching between bouncing and grinding constantly.
He pulls away from clit, a lewd popping sound making it's way to my ears. “Come on baby. Cum all over me, soak my face.” His vulgar words send me right over the edge. My hips stuttering as I ride out my orgasm.
He flattens his tongue, shaking his head side to side vigorously, coaxing more juices to squirt out of me. I moan loudly and try to pull away but I’m stopped. He wraps both of his hands around my thighs and keeps me in place.
I throw my head back at the overstimulation, my eyes clenched as another orgasm quickly approaches. I look back down and see him munching away, his eyes closed as if he’s enjoying the most wonderful meal on earth.
The only sounds in the room being my moans and the obnoxious slurping coming from Matt’s mouth.
It happens faster than the first time, more of my juices coming out harder and faster. Matt licks it up diligently, not missing anything.
I know he wants to continue eating me out, but he stops, gently pushing me to the side so I fall onto the bed. He pushes his fingers back into me, forming a “come here” motion.
“You gonna let me fuck you? Hm? Can you give me one more?” He mumbles huskily into my ear.
I whine and crane my neck, knowing I can’t handle it.
“Please pretty girl? One more? You know you want me so bad, my mouth was never enough for you. Always needing more like the greedy girl you are.” I don't know when he managed to release himself from his cargos, but he proceeds to push himself into me.
I throw my head back, my eyes rolling back as my walls welcome him willingly.
“Atta girl. Look at you taking me so well." He pulls out before pushing himself back in, building up a hard and steady pace. My hands grip his shoulders my body lurching forward with each thrust.
Broken moans and the clapping noises from his pelvis meeting the cusps of my cheek bounce off the walls. He lifts my legs and wraps them around his waist, "Been dreaming about being in you all day. Yo-holy shit- wearing that short skirt, knowing your ass was showing every time you bent down, your thighs begging me to be in between them."
"ffuhh Matt! I'm close!" I scream as the burning hot feeling forms in my abdomen.
"Come on baby, make a mess."
I hide my face in his shoulder, my moans muffled as my orgasm rushes through me.
He grips my thighs tightly as he spills into me, his hips rocking into me softly as he rides out his rapture. He eventually pulls out, a small whimper falling out of my mouth from both the movement and now being empty.
He kisses all over my face, his hands roaming all over my body as he praises me. His lips soon meet mine, the flavor of my juices lingering on his tongue.
"you're putting everything else away," I mumble into the kiss. He laughs before collapsing on top of me.
"Anything for you baby."
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i dont like this at all 😭 I'm sorry for this whack writing I promise I tried!!!
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UR LATEST SMUT IS A *Chef kiss* 😛 hmmm how about a smut where Y/n is riding Tom during their love making and her phone rings and she answered it while she’s on top of Tom and that made him turned on more😎
rider
warnings: smut; (f- receiving [fingering, some nipple play], unprotected sex [riding], exhibitionism, dirty talk), some fluff, and language
note: it’s literally midnight. and this is a short thing that’s barely edited.
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when you woke up this morning, you weren’t surprised when you were attacked with kisses all over your naked body. you were sore all over from the previous night, but love has never hurt so good. you and tom didn’t have a quiet night, so the silence of the morning is deafening.
with much self-control, you push tom’s bulky body off of you and attempt to get up for work. tom doesn’t let you get too far though before pulling you right back into his chest.
“stay,” he whispers groggily. it was hard to have an ounce of self-control when he sounded like that in the morning. to make you even more of a puddle in his arms, he always has a small spray of minty freshness on his nightstand because he knows how much you hate morning breath. he sprays it in his mouth and when you go to argue, he sprays the substance in yours, surprising you.
“now you have no reason to get out of bed,” he kisses your bare shoulder lovingly, trailing down your arm. a familiar shiver mixed of desire and need runs up your spine. you sigh, giving into him.
you have to leave in probably like an hour. what’s the rush?
you rotate your body so you’re towards his sleepy face and connect your lips to his. thankfully, the kiss is tingly with a minty aftertaste as your lips move in sync. your legs shift to either side of him, so you’re now straddling his lap.
his mouth trails down your smooth skin, not neglecting a single inch. when his lips meet your perked nipple, he sucks on it delicately. you sigh again as you close your eyes, pushing your body towards his. his erection stands up hard in between you both, ready for more.
tom’s hand drifts from your plush hip down towards your center, which was pulsing with need by now. when his fingers gently skim over your clit, you gasp, still sensitive from last night’s shenanigans.
“so sensitive, baby,” he coos in your ear. his thumb circles around the nerves as his fingers glide through your soaked folds. “already so wet f’me. good girl.”
you mewl at his words as his middle finger easily slides inside of you. your cunt instantly clenched around his finger, pumping tantalizingly. while his fingers work you magically, your eyes peer down at his neglected length, pre-cum oozing from the rosy tip.
“tom,” you moan as your hand travels down his chiseled torso and to his cock. he hissed when your hand wrapped about his girth, stroking him as slowly as he was thrusting into you. if he teased you, you teased back.
“yes, darling?” he replied breathlessly before kissing your neck to occupy himself. with his morning wood and your ability to make any man fall to their knees, it was difficult for him to not come on the spot.
“i need you inside of me,” you whispered and he groaned against your neck.
you weren’t making it easy when you said things like that.
he pulls his fingers out of your soaking center and gets ready to flip you both over, too desperate to be in you, but you stop him. “actually, can i be on top?”
“fuck, y/n, are ya tryin’ to kill me? yes, of course you can,” tom lets his hands fall down to your hips and smooths them over your ass. tom watches your every move with heart eyes like a cartoon character.
you lift your body up over his erection and direct it to your hole, your arousal leaking onto him. without waiting any longer, you leisurely lower your hips until his full length is in you. you don’t have time to waste, even if you wanted to stay in bed all day, every day with tom. your eyes shut tightly, never fully adjusting to the feeling of his length stretching you out deliciously.
rolling your hips, you both collectively groan into the morning dew. his cock continues to surprise you every time, no matter how many times you two have been together. he knew your body better than anyone, even you sometimes.
once you get confident, you raise your body and drop it back onto his length immediately. tom moans sensually as you cry in pure bliss. his sounds alone could get you off, especially in the morning when his throat was extra scratchy and raspy. you continue at a brisk pace, shifting up and down until his cock twitches needily inside of you.
your walls clutch around him desperately as your thighs burn to keep up with your rapid movements. tom’s hands grope your breasts, tweaking your nipples until you squirm. your entire body is sore and sensitive, so you’re not shocked to be near your orgasm.
“i’m getting close, baby—”
tom is cut off by the alarming blare of your ringtone. your phone vibrates violently on the nightstand, waiting to be answered. your eyes remain shut and concentrated, too determined to reach your orgasm. tom, however, reaches over and snatches the phone and looks at the contact.
“y/n, it’s your boss. you have to answer,” tom informs before moaning as he watches your breasts bounce joyfully in front of him.
god, how did he get so lucky?
“fuck me,” you grumble and slow down your movements. your breathing races and legs burn as if you just ran a mile.
“you’re already doing that, love,” tom winks cheekily, making you roll your eyes. still sitting on his cock, you swipe the answer button. your hands trace the outline of each ridge on his chiseled chest as your boss greets you good morning.
while your boss buzzes about something else in your ear, tom leans down and sucks on your nipple. nails scraping his chest, you hold in a shocked gasp as his teeth graze it temptingly. you can feel his smirk against your skin, smug as always. when his calloused hand drifts down towards your throbbing clit, you knew exactly what kind of game he was playing.
he fiddles with your swollen bud, teasing it until you’re clutching desperately on his cock. he withholds a groan while you harshly bite your lip to remain quiet. as your boss continues to ramble about some stupid, very irrelevant assignment, you occasionally insert an “mhm” for confirmation and agreement.
“since i haven’t been in the office for a week, i wanted to know how the new intern was doing. so, how is he?” your boss asks in-depthly, which is more than a yes or no answer. before you respond, a groan slips past your lips and your eyes widen in fear. tom smirks, trying to contain his laughter bubbling inside of him. his torture on your clit doesn’t quit, even when you begin to talk again. “wow, is he that bad?”
“n-no, he’s great! he’s meeting all his…requirements and–fuck–exceeding some too,” you replied wheezing as tom thrusted his hips upwards into you. you embarrassingly cussed in the middle of your sentence because of him and you wanted nothing more than to throw your phone across the room. waves of heat travel over your skin, begging for the phone call to end already.
“oh…kay then. are you okay, y/n?” he asks, concern lacing his voice. as tom rutted brutally into you and you threatened to whine into your speaker, you agreed to whatever shit he was saying. the call was way too long for you at this point. your orgasm hung teasingly in your reach.
“yes, yes. i’m exercising. never been much of a runner. much more of a bike rider…” then, with the devil on your shoulder giving you the courage, you lift your body up and slam it onto tom’s cock. his head falls backwards, hitting the headboard in the process. just when he didn’t think you could get more attractive, you pull something like that. an intense burn coils in his stomach as you ride him almost unashamedly.
“oh! well, i apologize for interrupting. i’ll see you on monday when i return,” with that, you hear the beep indicating that he ended the phone call. you chuck your phone somewhere on the mattress before gripping tom’s tone shoulders.
without another second, you hop up and down on his length, consuming every inch greedily. both of your needy moans bounce around the room. tom’s hands hold your hips steady, guiding you as you rise and fall on his cock.
your hair was waving messily all over the place, but to tom, it looked like a movie-star in the wind. he was memorized by every movement you made and every feature of you. god, he was obsessed with you. also, with your cunt wrapped completely around him, he’s not sure how much more he can take.
you squeezed around him snuggly, eliciting a deep groan from the back of his throat. he fumbled with your nipples, twisting and pulling as your body perched into his chest. your thighs were on fire, burning like a hardcore workout. and of course, this was the best kind.
“i’m gonna come, tom, shit,” you were exasperated, but your voice was still as erotic as ever.
“let it all go. need your cum ‘round my cock, love,” as his breathless words stumbled from his soft lips, your face scrunched as your eyes rolled back, your orgasm flooding over you.
he always did have a way with words.
your nails indent into his thick skin, marking him from everyone else. your hips continue to rock over his cock, riding out your high as you try to get him to his. when his shaft jerks inside of you, it alerts you that he’s about to come.
“c’mon, baby. come for me.”
“yeah? need it inside of ya?” tom grunted, harshly gripping your body as he pumped into you.
“yes, please! come inside of me, please, tom,” you pleaded, and with a strangled moan, his orgasm explodes against your walls. the back of his head hits the board again with a thud as his seed shoots rapidly inside of you.
your head collapses on his shoulder, exhausted, but more than satisfied. being on top was a lot of work, so tom never asked you to do it, but when you offered, he never denied you. occasionally, you loved controlling the pace, but you knew you found the most pleasure in tom’s demands of dominance.
in panting breaths, you slowly remove tom’s length from inside of you. you both sigh at the lack of touch, the sudden chilliness biting at your still heated skin. you immediately attempt to fix your untamed hair as your face hits the pillow. you groan, really not wanting to get up for work after that.
“better keep all of me inside you. all day,” tom rasps over you before standing up and putting on some boxers.
“planning on it,” you mumble into the fluffy pillow.
“dirty girl,” he walks around to your side of the bed and smacks your bare bottom teasingly. “get up, baby. you’re going to hate me if ya don’t go to work.”
knowing he’s right, you dramatically roll out of bed and make your way to the bathroom. on the way, you feel his orgasm trickling out of you. a warm flush cascades over your skin at the idea of keeping him inside of you for the entire day.
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Imagine Jason giving Eddie shit for having his hair pulled back into a bun and the shit eating grin he would give Jason as he says “ladies love looking at a pretty face when you go down your poor girl if you don’t know that”
Side note you single handed feed my perv Eddie addiction so thank you for doing the lords work
(ur welcome for perv!eddie <3 he exists bc of perv!muerta lmao. also i took some liberties and aged everyone up bc i'm grown and love to self indulge. and i also made it hopper!reader bc it's my party and i'll cry if i want to)
18+ minors don't look
You don't mind still living with your family. Your little siblings are cool, your dad doesn't charge you rent (which is important when you're saving money to move across the country), and your stepmom makes a kickass casserole.
The only thing that sucks is living across the street from Jason Carver, the dickhead jock from your high school years who moved in a few months ago with his newlywed bride. They aren't bad neighbors, and his wife is actually very nice (which makes you feel sorry for her, having to be married to that monster), you just fucking hate him. He used to call you fat and write rude graffiti about you in bathroom stalls, and he once felt you up in the crush to leave the gym after a pep rally.
Not to mention the time he rallied an angry mob to try and lynch your boyfriend.
The same boyfriend who's still very much alive, leaned over the front of your car with his hair knotted at the nape of his neck, trying to figure out why you can't start your engine. You lean against the driver's side door and just gaze at him, admiring the sheen of sweat that sticks his fringe to his brow and the poke of his tongue between his lips, the furrow of concentration on his face.
God, he's sexy. And god, you can't wait to get out of Hawkins and have him all to yourself.
"You're eyefucking me again," Eddie drawls, leaning into the car to poke at something.
"And you hate it so much you wore a crop top to stop me," you tease.
He smirks, glancing up at you through his lashes.
"We're gonna have to tow it to the shop," he announces, pulling his bandana from his back pocket to wipe his hands clean of grease. "Don't have the right tools here."
You groan, rolling back onto the door.
"That's gonna seriously cut into our moving budget," you whine. "Can't you just use duct tape or something?"
Eddie chuckles as he strolls to your side, wrapping an arm around your shoulders to pull you in for a kiss.
"The owner of Smith's Towing owes me a favor," he tells you. "I'll see if I can call it in. And you know you can always pay me in head..."
You giggle, taking his face in your hands as he leans in for another kiss, tongue swiping at your lower lip. You're just about to start sucking serious face, maybe even grope him through his jeans, when your friendly neighborhood psychopath takes it upon himself to ruin the mood.
"I'm surprised she lets you kiss her looking like that, Munson," Jason jeers from across the street, having just come back from a run. "You look like a fuckin' pussy in that getup."
Eddie sneers, grumbling under his breath before putting on his best "fuck you, too" smile and raising his middle finger at him, tucking you in close to his hip.
"I'm surprised your wife lets you kiss her with that nasty ass mouth," you quip back. "Bet you taste real bitter."
If there's one thing you'll never not enjoy, it's Jason Carver seething over the fact that you, a little helpless woman, always have the wits to shut him up.
"My wife wouldn't be caught dead with a man like that," he spits. "If you can even call him that, with his hair like that."
"What, your wife didn't tell you?" Eddie chimes in. "Women like to see your face when you eat them out. That poor girl probably hasn't had an orgasm in her life. Least not from you."
Jason's on him in a flash, crossing the pavement in a matter of three strides and grabbing Eddie by the collar of his shirt. You're between them before either can throw a punch, grabbing a wrench from Eddie's open tool kit and holding it to Jason's face.
"Knock it off, jackasses," you snap. "You're grown fucking men. Get a grip."
Eddie relaxes, holding up his hands and taking a step back. Jason spits onto the sidewalk, also moving away.
"Listen to your whore, Munson," he mutters. "Too weak to keep the little bitch in line."
Eddie snaps. He pushes past you before you have time to react, taking Jason by the throat and landing a blow to the man's cheek. The rings on his fingers hit like brass knuckles. You manage to get a hold of him before he can do much damage, Eddie spitting in Jason's face as you haul him backward.
"You talk about her like that again and it's your life, Carver," Eddie growls. "You hear me? I'll rip you to fucking shreds."
The threat is so serious it startles even you.
Jason wipes the blood from his face onto his sleeve, eyes wide with terror as he scuttles up his driveway and through his front door. Eddie stretches his fingers, knuckles raw from the force of his punches.
"Way to not look like a murderer, Eddie," you deadpan.
"That fucker already thinks I am," he hisses. "Might as well scare him off. He speaks to you like that again, I'll kill him. And your dad'll help me hide the body."
You want to argue but you can't. Jim Hopper would hide a body if it were the body of a man who insulted you.
#eddie munson#eddie asks#eddie munson blurb#eddie munson drabble#eddie munson x hopper!reader#eddie munson imagine#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson x you
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oh my gosh i luv ur stan hatefucking post 😭😭 i felt butterflies ITS SO GOOD
no bc hear me out i feel like cartman would totally do that... IMAGINE HE WOULD TOTALLY SNEAK IN CAUSE THE READERS PARENT HATE HIM
i love the idea u made and im asking if you could do it but with eric? :D if ya want to of coursee!!
- 🏩 anon :3
hi cutie!! thank you sm im really happy you enjoyed it :] !!!
cartman 10,000% would have to sneak in because he was such an asshole and your parents hate him.
like at midnight, here's eric cartman throwing rocks at your window. you'd open it and he'd accidentally hit you with a rock before laughing hysterically and climbing up.
"you're gonna wake up my dad, he'd kill you if he found you here." you roll your eyes and rub where the rock had hit you.
"your fault you talk so much shit on me to them"
"it's actually your fault you're such an asshole.." you mutter.
"'ey! what'd you say?" eric shouts and you smack his shoulder softly, shushing him loudly. "shut up!" you whisper shout. "why're you here?"
eric laughs, "i wouldn't be here for any reason other than to get my dick wet."
scoffing and rolling your eyes you lay down on your stomach, loudly sighing before he smacks your ass "ow, asshole!" you wince and he laughs.
too lazy and too tired to get up, you lie there and let eric strip you of your clothing. he kisses your back and whispers degrading comments at you.
eric brings his hand to your hips, pulling them up to leave you chest down and ass up in the air where he'd bring his hands to your wet cunt, teasing it before sliding his middle and ring fingers in, scissoring his way inside you. this pulls sweet moans from your mouth.
"shshsh, quiet slut." eric whispers out to you in a soft chuckle. but you couldn't help yourself. "such a loud little bitch, huh? yeah? need me to cover your mouth, huh? yeah?" he taunts in a baby voice with little nods as he slides his fingers out of you.
soon that hand is brought to your face where he pulls your head up by your jaw and eric shoves the two fingers that were just in your cunt into your mouth, soon sliding his cock into you.
the moans you attempted to let out were muffled by eric's fingers as his cock moves in and out of you, accelerating to a faster pace each thrust.
his other hand smacks your ass not too hard so it doesn't wake your parents, if they hadn't already awaken by the loud screeching of the bed.
the both of you were bound to get caught, just bound. and if you were, you feared not only cartman would be dead, but you would be too.
you'd known just how much your parents hated cartman, rightfully so. he was a jerk who'd bullied you your entire life ever since you were five years old.
"you're so stupid!" he'd laugh every time you'd get a question in class wrong. "slut!" he'd yell every time he'd seen you with a boyfriend. no matter what you did, eric was yelling or laughing at you for it.
you told your parents about everything he'd done, they also saw it. they hated him, so much.
it was fairly recently when you'd added a sexual aspect to your hateful relationship. ever since its gotten better with cartman, but not with your parents..
they still hated him, and that likely wouldn't stop.
"fu-ck–!" cartman groans quietly. "gonna cum.. cum with me precious."
when he said that you felt yourself growing closer to the edge. "cum with me, cum with me," he continued to repeat himself over and over again, every time he said it he thrusted harder.
and there that knot came undone and you came, feeling that warm liquid fill you up from cartman.
he'd lay beside you on his back, breathe heavily and softly chuckling. "can i stay the night, it's dark out."
"i guess so." you smile as he wraps his arms around you. "just be gone by morning."
#vanillaan#eric cartman#eric cartman x reader#eric cartman smut#eric cartman south park#south park smut#south park x reader#south park
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omg hiiiii
niki with insecure reader smut when?? Like reader is a lil thick (thick thighs, stomach fat, love handles all that yk) and she’s a lil insecure but Niki makes her feel all better with some kisses, and more then kisses and omg body worship 100% the entire time he fucks reader he is just, compliment after compliment :(
also can I be ur 🌀 anon? (I just did a binge read of ALL ur works, it’s all amazing)<3
Hi!! Ofc you can be 🌀 anon! Ty for the compliment on my works 🍓 (I won’t do Niki but I’ll make it with no name so everyone can imagine whoever they want!)
He watched the way you looked down at your thighs, not touching them but definitely judging them. He hated seeing this so he walked over.
“Something up love?”
You looked up at him and shook your head, he also shook his head “please tell me…” you took a heavy deep breath and let it out before talking in an unsteady voice.
“What makes you love me?…I don’t see why you like me, I don’t even like me..”
“How could I not love or like you? Babe you’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen.”
“Don’t lie..”
He furrowed his eyes and pulled you up, “Niki wh-“ “shut up and let me worship your body.”
You stared at him while he trailed his hands to down your sides, to your ass. “How could you hate your body?” He laid you down on the bed and got on top of you, you wrapped your hands around the back of his neck.
“Baby what could you possibly hate about yourself?”
“My thighs…they’re so big, and my stomach is just ugh, it’s annoying and not flat. It’s not attractive..”
“Not attractive? If you didn’t have those love handles what else would I hold onto when I fuck you? Pound into you the way you love so much?”
Your face flushed when his words hit your ears, he smiled at this and kissed your cheek, his hands now going up to your breast under your his shirt, groping them and pinching your nipples, you whine at the pain but it felt good nonetheless, he pushed his clothes bulge against your cunny and you whine bucking your hips up to get more friction.
“Fuck that feels so good, you’re pretty little cunny needing me?”
“Please…please just touch me..”
He obeyed immediately and held onto your love handles, pressing you onto his dick more until he got up and started to unbuckle his belt, he pulled off his jeans and his boxers.
Your hands trailed up his shirt feeling his subtle abs, biting your lip to control your moans just from the touch. He put his hand over your mouth, “open.”
You spit into his hand and he smirked pulling it back, rubbing his dick a few times, he pulled your hips up and lining himself at your entrance before slowly pushing in.
“Fuuckk, damn baby so tight..”
He let out a deep breath while he looked down at the thighs and wrapped them around his slim waist, squeezing them.
“Look at These thighs love, they’re so pretty aren’t they? So beautiful..especially when you wear skirts, or when you wear those silky dresses…”
He spoke gently as he kept hitting your cervix all you could do was moan and whine, he gently took your hand so you’d look at him
“You’re so beautiful baby, I don’t care what you think because I know every cur- fuck..” he stopped when you clenched around him.
He caressed your stomach and pulled you up — he pulled off your shirt and brought you closer, he sucked on your breast until his tongue met your nipple, letting it go with a loud pop and smiled.
“Such sweet sounds..”
He thrusted faster as he reached his own climax soon, burying his face in your neck as he whine, “feels so good, wanna mark up this body, your body, all mine, so pretty so so fucking gorgeous.”
He kept riding out his high until you came on his dick, your hands gripping his shoulder as you arched your back
“S’too much!”
He chuckled and nodded
“I know baby…I know..”
He pulled out and kissed your nose.
“I’ll be right back”
He goes to the bathroom and you sit up on your elbows, he then came back with a warm wet towel, he wiped your small sweat off and your pretty pussy.
“Whenever you have those hateful thoughts please just tell me okay?”
“Thank you babe..”
“It’s my pleasure love..”
He kissed you and moved you to lay under the covers properly then getting in with you after he put the lights off.
“I love all your curves and chubbiness okay? To your thighs, love handles, tummy and more. I love all of it and that’s not gonna change..”
You just nodded and smiled at him.
“I’m so glad im with you…I love you..”
“And I love you my little gremlin..”
Okay honestly I think I can do so much better with this but I was multitasking with this, I might do a rework on this later when I have much more time since it’s Christmas Eve! But I hope for now it’s to your liking! If you want me to change some parts just tell me and I will! 🍓
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I'm SO here for your Balkan Dick Grayson takes! I was wondering how you feel about how DC writes or fleshes out Dick's Roma heritage. Are there particularly great moments of representation or particularly flop ones?
*starts shaking*
i honestly hate most of the writing. not only because they arent romani, i mean you can get some basic info about rom culture if you talk to romano people and i understand its a pretty closed culture (like fuck even though im part romani i still dont know most shit, although tbf rom people in turkey is p assimilated) so getting info might be hard, but FUCK dude they look at rom culture in an american pov and its like?????? why.
most rom people resides in balkans, and like bro even if you took some balkani culture to dickies writing or even in is living space itd make sense, since again, rom culture is p assimilated w the country they resides in. like even small things would be enough. a heavy velvety blanket w a tiger or a rose?? him sniffing bottles before drinking??? thats like the universel balkanian experience.
and weirdly enough i prefer the old stuff. like yes they were racist dont get me wrong but at least i was likr "aaah they are talking about it and dick is getting angry about the assumptions" aka that one god awful panel where bruce is like "ye ur kind is hot headed lmao" and dick is like "wtf" (i explain things great i know)
but now??? its used in an awful one-liner. and never referenced again. like what the actual fuck does "beautiful romani smile" means. thats. thats worse???????? thats so much worse than hotheaded cuz its used like "haha guys look i remembered dick is romani haha i know romani culture" and im like no????? shut the fuck up????
at least when people say rom people are hot headed i can be like "ye lmao we do start fights out of nowhere" and again ITS UNIVERSEL BALKAN EXPERIENCE. all balkanians have anger issues. we love chaos. but when its like "haha dick has a beautiful romani smile" im like "oh fuck off" cuz again, its such a narrow minded look at romani people.
i was gonna end it there but fuck it im not done.
rom people are stereotyped as "happy go lucky, have no worries even though the world burning, cant do shit unless a white person is guiding them, hot headed and potty mouthed". besides the last point this is the exact character assasination dickie got. they turned him into a romani stereotype because haha one trick pony robin. he used to be so much more but noo the writers cant actually handle a complex character so lets turn him into this rom stereotype, and say hes romani with a fetishizing ass line!!! i hate dc so much
sorry for long rant lmao im just. genuinely angry at this lmao
anw dick is balkanian now. i can handle mischaracterization of dickie but i will not handle americanization and frenchification of dickie
#again sorry for long rant this shit makes my blood boil#i guess im a hot headed roma hahahaha#ahaha#krilling myself
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Hi love!!! Can I request a drabble with ''did we just kiss?" + '' holy shit—that was awesome!" from the third prompt list (or just either of them if you're limiting how many promots are in each request since you said you'd try to keep it to 1K which is epic!) I'd really like some Jungkook fluff and a lil humor if possible 🙈
YOURE GONNA DO AMAZING I CAN'T WAIT TO READ ALL YOUR MILESTONE REQUESTS!! ❤️❤️ (let me know if I get to send more than one bc I saw a few other promts I liked 👉👈)
Love youuuu!!!
KISS ME MORE | JJK
It’s not just Jungkook’s rigorous boxing lesson that’s making your heart beat fast.
» pairing: boxer!jungkook x reader
» genre: BTS | PG-15 | fluff | best friends to lovers
» wc/date: 1.7k | July 2022
» warnings: none
» notes: lol i clearly couldn’t follow my own 1k rule. but i hope you enjoy, lovely mindy! it was cute to write 🥰
» masterlist | ao3 | send me ur thots 👅
» what was jai listening to? cinema - cix
“Come on, if you wanna kick my ass, you’ve gotta try harder!”
Sweat made the hand wraps twisted around your hands chafe your wrists beneath the heavy boxing gloves, but you couldn’t mention it to your sparring partner. The loud, giddy “I told you so” he’d hurl at you would be too much for you to bear. You clearly hadn’t tightened the wraps as well as you should have. His expert eye noticed from the very beginning, even when you insisted it was fine.
You brushed your forearm against your forehead to wipe away a few beads of sweat along your hairline. How was Jungkook bouncing from left to right on his toes with all the energy of a child at an amusement park? You were dying.
“What is wrong with you?” You leaned backwards, gloved hands pressed to your hips, as you tried to catch your breath. “Can you give me, like, two seconds?”
He flashed you a toothy grin, the action making crow’s feet appear at his bright eyes.
“No way, girlfriend.” God, you hated it when he called you that. He sounded like an uncool mom from the early 2000’s. “In a fight, will your opponent give you a break? Do you think they’ll pity you? Nope! They’ll knock you on your ass.”
He punched at the air a few times, demonstrating his sharp upperhook.
“Jungkook, when will I ever be in a fight?” You straightened your back and lifted your wobbly arms up to make your gloves level with your face. Maybe you shouldn’t have skipped breakfast.
He shook his head, flipping his sweaty bangs out of his face, and you swore you felt your limbs turn to jelly. Every day was the same shit, it just looked different. You could feed yourself excuses until you were sick. You were tired, lacked proper nourishment, didn’t take your vitamins. You were stressed, bloated, merely having an “off” day. If stuffing yourself full of thinly-veiled justifications for why your best friend made your stomach twist into knots every time he looked at you was a sin, then you were Queen of Gluttony.
“You never know! With that mouth of yours…” The wink he sent you was Cupid’s bow shot straight into your heart.
“Oh shut up, I’m ready.”
Satisfied with your submission, Jungkook lifted his hands sporting the trainer punch mitts. The first time you’d trained with him you were so worried about hurting him that you barely tapped against his hands. His biceps rippled as he flexed his wrists, presenting the flattened side of the mitts for you to punch into. The t-shirt he wore had the sleeves and armpits ripped out, the holes running down his sides to expose his toned chest and abs when he moved to the side. You licked your lips and shuddered at the salty taste of sweat on them.
Jungkook’s mitted hand flew out to boop you on the forehead, then quickly snapped back before you even processed what happened.
“I know I’m cute, but pay attention!”
The heat that flooded your face had nothing to do with working out. You planted your feet on the floor of the boxing ring and cocked your head to the side to crack your neck. Maybe a part of you thought you looked a little bit badass, but Jungkook quickly knocked you back to reality. He managed to hit you again, this time on the shoulder.
“You need to loosen up. Be quicker on your feet.”
“You wish you were as quick as me.” You gave him a little hop like he’d been doing before, your tongue stuck out in a violent point, nose scrunched. “When Muhammad Ali said ‘float like a butterfly, sting like a bee’ he was talking about me.”
“Oh really?”
Another boop to your head and you were starting to get annoyed.
“Jeon Jungkook, I was not ready. That doesn’t count.”
There was no mercy for you in those doe eyes sparkling in the fluorescent lighting of the boxing studio. Jungkook’s eyes crinkled as he chuckled a bunny-tooth laugh, getting far too much enjoyment out of your weakness.
“Okay, okay, how about this. Do you remember the routine we did on Tuesday? I’ll wait for you to advance first.”
You nodded, biting the inside of your cheek. You absolutely did not remember the routine from Tuesday, but at this point you couldn’t just say that. Another boop to the forehead was definitely in your future if you admitted you’d forgotten such precious knowledge. You were just going to have to make it up.
With a deep inhale, you released air from puckered lips and charged forward. In your head, you had this really fantastic image of you flying through the air with your fist strong and your elbow laxed, the strands of your hair whipping out of your ponytail, a true Valkyrie on a mission. It was rather glorious, flying through the clouds like a warrior of female empowerment, taking down the man.
Keyword, image.
In reality? Your left sneaker slid against a glistening spot on the floor of the ring where you’d accidentally spilled some of your water bottle. Your body lurched forward, the heaviness of your boxing gloves making you top heavy. You were all limbs as you collided with Jungkook, and since neither of you had fingers to grab onto anything, you landed with a hard thud on the floor. If it wasn’t embarrassing enough that the skin of your sweaty legs was now sticking to the skin of Jungkook’s sweaty legs, you felt like you were going to pass out. There was no talking yourself out of this one, though, because the reason was very clear.
You’d landed with your mouth smashed against Jungkook’s, with your teeth clinking together and noses squished into each other. Not only was it terrifying, but it was unattractive, and slightly painful? The universe took away your Valkyrie fantasy, and your kissing Jungkook fantasy, too. All in a matter of seconds.
Horrified, you quickly tried to push yourself off of him, but Jungkook slung a heavy arm over your waist to hold you against his chest.
“Did we just… kiss?”
“Uhhh… no, no way. I just almost broke our front teeth.” Why wasn’t he letting you go?
“Nah, I think we did. We totally did.” Jungkook leaned his head back on the floor and stared up at you with a grin. “We should do it again.”
“What?” you croaked out, wiggling a bit in his embrace. He had to be joking, right? He was fucking with you.
“Aren’t you supposed to listen to me as your trainer?” Jungkook reached up to boop you in the forehead again. “Kiss me again.”
The intensity with which he stared at you made you want to shy away from him, but Jungkook held you firmly in place. Thankfully, he closed his eyes and you were able to look him straight in the face without feeling uncharacteristically shy. That is, until he puckered his lips at you.
“Oh my god, Jungkook, stop teasing me.”
The grin reappeared, though he kept his eyes closed. “I’m waiting.”
With your heart somersaulting in your chest and your head reeling, you did the one thing you thought you’d been safe to fantasize about because it would never happen.
The kiss was chaste, just as gently hesitant as when you punched Jungkook during your first day of training. He let out a soft sigh once your lips finally moved against his in a chaste dance. The sound startled you, half expecting Jungkook to throw you off of him rather than hum in satisfaction. That sweet sound was what made reality knock you in the head and you quickly pulled away.
“Holy shit, that was awesome!” Jungkook tightened his grip on your waist and lifted the two of you into a sitting position.
He ripped the mitts off of his hands, tossing them to the side. With his fingers free, he slid his hands along your cheeks, eyes roaming your face with a softness you could barely look into. He brought his face to yours again, chasing another gentle kiss with lips that were uncertain of where they belonged. The two of you fumbled over your movements and you found yourself smiling. The action made your teeth clink together once again, and Jungkook pulled away laughing.
“You just wiped all your sweat from your hand wraps all over my face,” you blurted out, nerves shaking you to your core. What were you supposed to say?? Your best friend was willingly making out with you!
Jungkook reached out to remove your gloves. You wiggled your fingers, thankful for the cool air running through them. But before you could truly appreciate the freedom, Jungkook grabbed your hands and pressed them to his cheeks. He really rubbed them in, squishing his cheeks to make his lips pucker and pout.
“Now we’re even,” he said with a grin and finally let go. Snatching up his mitts, Jungkook stood up and held out his hand to you. When you pressed your wrapped hand into his, you felt your entire soul melt.
“I guess we are.” You gave him a soft smile as you brushed yourself off. You had a tiny scrape on your knee from falling, but otherwise the only thing damaged was your ability to stay relaxed in front of your best friend.
“Do you… want to go home...” Jungkook brought his hand up to ruffle his sweaty hair, looking at you through long lashes. “With me?”
You squeezed the gloves against your chest and watched Jungkook carefully. “Only if you promise not to make me box anymore today.”
A smile replaced the insecurity he had painted on his face. His arm, yet again, swooped out to boop you on the head with one of the mitts. Using one of your gloves, you swatted at him in response. “Is that a yes??”
Jungkook jabbed you on one side, then the other, until you were curled inward and doing your best to defend yourself with your beat up gloves. “Jungkook!”
“Only if you give me another kiss.”
Seemed like an easy exchange to you.
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#drabble request#kmm#parkdatjimin#mindy💞#jungkook x reader#jungkook x you#bts#bts x reader#bts x you#jungkook fanfic#jungkook fluff#bts fluff#bts fanfic#jeon jungkook x reader#jeon jungkook x you#jai writes#gimmethatagustd#milestone drabbles
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Heyyy!!! i dont know if ur gonna see this but I was wonder if you could write headcanons or like anything really with a male reader who is the disgust clone and is not subtle with how disgusted by EVERYTHING he is but then again hes like gorgous but untouchable cuz hell hurl insults at you for looking at him could you do that the other hantengu clones idk if thats selfcest or nah if u dont want to thats cool!!! I hope you have a good day and I love ur writing<333
Hey anon! Thank you for the concern, I'm glad you like my works, it makes me happy when people show their enjoyment with them.
And yes... it would be self-cest. Any ship with any Hantengu clone x Hantengu clone is self-cest. I could start on with how the theme of multiverse has normalized this types of relationships but nobody wanta to go into that rabbit hole.
I was conflicted when I first recieved this, but then again, I never said anything about self-cest so it's on me(tbh I never thought I would need to). I will make it platonic and leave some hints with Karaku [this work will be mostly focused on the inability to scape their respective emotion], but I won't be giving the idea a positive light nor will I romantize it (same thing I mostly do with non-con, I write it but I don't think it's ok and somehow it shows). Hope it comes acceptable.
Disgust Hantengu clone! Reader (Male Demon) dynamic with Clones
Warnings: Cannibalism, Hints of implied self-cest, Implied hint of sextal content, Use of excesive violence, Sekido deadnames reader, Slight angst and non-erotic "slut-shaming".
Your name is supposed to be Ken'o, you know that, it's what you are, what you were created to exclusively feel. Disgust, dislike, antipathy... Ken'o... It's only fitting that you felt disgust of your own name. You hate it, you already hated it the second you heard it in your head and felt it in your heart the second another's demon head was becoming your own body, feeling the gross sensation of flesh stretching, the ticklish bone growth and the scent of blood and organs that were being produced on that same second. Disgusting, it's all togustings, since just after that you have to meet the dirty ground and slayers, usually ending with your perfectly tidy and clean robes stained with whatever dust, earth or blood you will be facing. It doesn't help to see the others. "Would you stop FUCKING complaining about EVERY SINGLE DETAIL for ONE SECOND?! I swear Ken'o, you are making me so angry I will blow up your pathetic ass!"
That is that again, you have repeated several times that you wanted to go for another name, Y/N. Everyone but Sekido seemed to respect that, but he only got irritated with you, but you just had to complain. Everything is so awful, and nobody tells him anything when he lashes out. That asshole thinks he is the only one having a bad time? You bet his problems are nothing compared to yours "Shut up, Sekido! Your voice is making me have a headache!" He makes an ugly face once you answer back, why is everyone else so coward? Only Aizetsu has the guts every once an eternity to tell the truths to this asshole's face. And even the, when he does he also seems keen in the idea of fighting you. That little-
"Hey! Hey! Calm down, everyone. We just defested some slayers, why don't we take a bite before Urogi beats us to it?" Karaku interrupts, always trying to make averything sound as if was pleasurable, as if it was something good. You genuinely want to throw up the secon you see the corpses on the ground with Urogi kneeling in front of one, munching so much of it that his cheeks as full and not even swollowing all of it before putting more into the cavity, showing the chewed flesh inside his mouth. "Urg. As if I would want to eat with such an animal." Aizetsu seems to only look at everyone else, gaze making you uncomfortable. "And what do you want." To that Aizetsu just looks away and goes where Urogi is, not even bothering to answer you. How rude! Sekido smiles as he sees the offense in your face.
You feel an arm around your shoulder, you see Karaku smiling, the smell and heat coming from his mouth not being pleasant, even if it's not the worst you have felt against you face. "Now, if you are not hungry, Y/N, we can always find something to have fun, ya know? If you can't see anything good, I can always teach you how to have a good ti-" You don't know what repulses you more, the indecent proposal or the stains of blood in your shouldet once Sekido stabs the pleasure clones in the mouth through the back of his head with his staff. "Stop whoring yourself! Have you no shame?!" A part of you wants to defend Karaku, another one sums just wanting to spite Sekido, but other part of you agrees with the anger clone of how disgusting the behavior of the pleasure clone is, seeking his respective sensation like an addict.
And there is the smaller part of you not only likes the attention, making you feel less disgusting with yourself, it also happens when slayers see you. Your emotion doesn't let you tell, but Aizetsu and Karaku have reassured you that you are good looking. But you could never give into such a nauseating touch, with dirty and uncomfortable hands, it's awful.
None of you can fight your respective emotions, even if sometimes you can feel other things. You yearn to be with the others, to be able to spend a good time (not in the way Karaku sometimes offers, but to actually spent good moments), you yearn to be satisfied and content, instead of having to rely in pride for some positiveness. You can't help to resent Urogi and Aizetsu the most, who manage to work through their emotions, the first one just uncaring as long as he is not hurt or caged, the second one managing to stay calm and be understanding. Both of them get along well, and you can see them talking and eating together. You want to complain, to take the off-putting sensations out of your head and chest, but there are never gone. The second everything seems fine, you find another thing that disgust you and center everything on it. (You have not stopped thinking that Sekido feels that same way in his anger.)
"Let's just go back, we don't need to be here and stay divided any longer. We are clearly just wasting time in here. I don't want to see any of you!" Urogi is the first to protest. "Huh? C'moooooon, Sekido, just one more hour! Pleeeeeease?" "You are not going to be able to convince him like that." Part of you wants to also protest, you don't want to be grouped with this freaks! And you just came out! What would be the point? "C'mon, Y/N, handsome. Help me convice Sekido to relax. There is no need to rush back." Part of you wants to explore, to get away, to move away... but another one knows that inside Hantengu's head you won't have to deal with all this disgust. "Go fuck yourself, Karaku."
#demon slayer#kny#upper moons#karaku#urogi#aizetsu#sekido#disgust clone#why when making a Hantengu clone OC everyone makes love and disgust?#I'm not saying it's wrong to do them#just that EVERYONE chooses love (lust in that) and disgust#u know what would be new? an apathy clone
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"I've always hated you."
Paring
König x gn reader (male leaning)
Warnings
violence, no detailed gore, König hates reader, reader hates König, König is an asshole, suggestive at the end (?), I lost motivation half way, this is based of a bot, is this an outlet for my own rage against him? yes. This is a repost
Summary
You and könig hate eachothers guts. Now ur stuck in a locker, together.
The moment you stepped foot into Kortac, is the moment you hated despised könig. He was so cocky for no reason. Always finding out something wrong in your stance, seeing to the millimeter how much you missed the target, how your plan you spent days on would fail miserably, etc. It's not like you could teach him a lesson, he's your colonel afterall.
It didn't help how you captain didn't take your countless fights seriously. Thinking it's some common bickering between teammates. If bickering was wanting to rip his throat out, he would be correct.
Horangi found it funny how you two hated each other so much for basically no reason. Always side eyeing each other, an accidental nudge turning into a fight scene until someone (multiple people) pulled you off each other, choosing each other to spar just to show how much they could hurt them, etc.
Kreuger found it funny at first, then it just became annoying how you guys would yell at each other on missions, almost costing their lives. Him and hutch had gone to the captain countless times. Just being met with a chuckle and "they'll fight it out one day"
Nikto found it annoying at day one. He agreed with both of you and found both of you annoying. He didn't care at all for anyone. He half listened when kreuger ranted about you two.
That's until captain himself had enough and sent both of you on a small misson together in hopes you two can work together for once. When you both found out, you two's defenses on why not to go fell on deaf ears. For once you two agree on something atleast.
You two didn't uther a word to each other the whole ride. Just staring with loath. When you arrived at the location. You both hopped out. The misson was simple, enter building, kill some guards, take Intel and leave. Easy right? Yeah..
You were first. You plunged you knife into the guards throat. The corpse dropped to the ground as you snatched the keys. You motioned könig to come. You whispered something under your breath. "Hm?" The Austrian giant hummed. "Nothing." You said back stoic, not wanting to cause a fight now. You two proceeded. Until a guard got away (definitely königs fault). They alerted the rest as a alarm rang through the building. You make a run for it, intending to leave König behind. But just like everything, he ruins it. He caught up to you and pushed you into a locker with quick thinking. He also cramped himself in there. "Smart ass plan, big gu-" you got cut off by a hand covering your face (literally). Your two hands covered his on your face as you looked up unamused. He brought to pointer finger to his mouth, a sign for you to shut up. As if you can talk. The sounds on tens of footsteps sound. When it sounded like it was right in front of the locker, went quiet. Then they disappeared. König took his hands off your face. "Fuck you." You said as he did. "Shut up, just because their gone doesn't mean you should be your loud ass self." He said quietly with either stupid Austrian accent. You were about to say something, yet you realized you promised yourself you wouldn't argue with him on this misson. You just nodded resentfully. Staying quiet.
After what felt like 10 minutes of being pressed to each other in awkward silence. You talked again, "when are we getting out?" "When I want too." The annoying voice you heard to much today echoed in the locker. You grunted and tried to move. Before könig grabbed your hips to stop you. "Stop moving.." He grunted. You were confused and tried to get out his grip, causing him to grip you tighter and press you more against the locker wall, if it was even possible. You pressed himself against the other wall. Still holding you, you too were still touching. "If you were just.. smaller.. this would have been way easier." You sighed, giving up on typing to escape. "You think I don't know that?" His hateful voice gave his answer. You sighed. This was going to be a long misson..
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i wld love 2 hear ur theroy abt ginasfs being abt pete falling out of love with patrick and in love with mikey pls do explain cus this is wht ive been thinking of recently when i listen to it
Well, let's start (sorry in advance for my english 'cause it's not my native language)
I am hardcore Petekey truther and I believe that Pete had a crush on Patrick but Patrick is too straight for all of this. (I had a crush on my best friend before we became best friends and I can feel what Pete feels, you know) This is an initial point of my theory.
Pete Wentz was totally obsessed with Mikey Way in 2005-2007 while also was crippled by hard depression at 27. Mikey wasn't in love with him back, I think they had "friends with benefits" kind of thing as Mikey thought about it, but Pete was totally in love. "monster fall in love with a boy with no heart? actually i’m pretty sure you have a heart, but i’m just as certain it’ll never be mine." Oh I hate Pete's posts so hard I can't stop crying about those over and over again.
But before Summer of Like, Pete was obsessed with Patrick. It was a love at first sight, all of that "socks, shorts and an argyle sweater" thing. They hadn't any sexual relationship 'cause Patrick didn't want any relationship except friendship with Pete but Pete wanted everything. "It’s Not a Side Effect of the Cocaine, I Think It Must Be Love" is about it. "I’ve Got a Dark Alley and a Bad Idea That Says You Should Shut Your Mouth" is partly about it. Pete wanted to come out (as bi I suppose) but it was 2005 and he couldn't afford to. And Patrick didn't want him. He loved him as a friend already but nothing more, but he was too shy and supportive to totally reject Pete's love. It isn't healthy thing at all but sometimes friends who really love you back but only as a friend do this for your mentally unstable ass. It's not the same thing as some "friend zone" stuff 'cause this person actually loves you back but not romantically and just don't want to break your heart. This isn't healthy but sometimes it's the only right choice to make.
Pete Wentz was smoldered over Patrick Stump for years and then Summer of Like happened so Pete flared up for Mikey Way.
So when we figured out all the things about this situation in general, let's finally talk about G.I.N.A.S.F.S.
As a person who ships both Petekey and Peterick I've been thinking about this song a lot. I love Pete's poetry and love to overanalyze it again and again, so in my desire to understand this song I decided to start from most obvious line "Trade baby blues for wide eyed browns" 'cause, you know:
So I started to think about this song in the prism of this line. Like all other Pete's songs, this one is about his mental state. This is the most loved thing about Pete's poetry to me - this man cannot write "just a song", all of them are so personal. So, Pete wasn't mentally stable at all, the second verse and a bridge clearly said about an attempts and since all about Pete's attempts is really unclear, I still think that logically you in "you saved my life" was Patrick just 'cause he was around at this time in contrast to Mikey. So I can only speculate about "Photo-proofed kisses" line, I can, but I don't really want to, at least here and now.
Well, okay, let's figure out the chorus. In the prism of all future lyrics about Mikey Way, "It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you" isn't about him 'cause Pete still loved him really hard for this point. So if we come back to "Trade baby blues for wide eyed browns" we can imagine Pete thinks about how easily for him was to fall out of love with Patrick and it's bothering him. I mean, it really kinda devastating when you realize that you actually didn't love someone as hard as you thought you was after you fall into someone else so much harder. Also, I think that Pete was really obsessed with desire to come out in 2004-2005 and it reinforced his love to Patrick. What I'm trying to say - on this point (2004-2005) if Pete would crush on any other guy he would think that it's a love of his life just 'cause this is what happens when you really want to come out. You need an excuse. But it was Patrick, he had a long-term crush on his best friend Patrick, and then when he realised that he wasn't the love of his life (at least, you know, romantically) it was devastating. Also, I think that the second half of the second verse is about that too in a way of "I loved a concept of our relationship more than I actually romantically loved you". You know that feeling when you think about people that you formerly non-reciprocally loved as about your exes even if you actually never were in a romantic relationship? I mean this kind of feeling.
So to sum up, I think that G.I.N.A.S.F.S. is about Patrick but in the prism of Pete's full-time falling into Mikey. That's it, that's my theory. If I confused you even more with it - I'm sorry, you can keep asking leading questions and I'll try to answer. It's not really easy for me to formulate thoughts about all of it even in my native language actually.
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ur always makin my deepest darkest fantasies come tru with ur smut its soooo good!!! i wan seb to be my dad bf so bad 😞 can u pls write smth like this with him too? with a huge huge age gap n breeding kink n dad kink n slapping kink n size kink just big dark daddy mean seb corrupting his little girl n using n hurting her and spitting on her thank u 🥰💓 my fav writer u deserve sm more love i wish more people could see ur smut 🥺
You have no idea how much I needed to hear this right now. I've been struggling to find the motivation to write, and this right here reminded me of why I do, thank you ❤️
Sebastian Stan x Reader; age gap NOT underage (reader 20, seb is 40s), mean!seb, breeding kink, dad kink, face slapping, size kink, spit kink, orgasm delay/denial, oral sex, aftercare
ANY HATE WILL BE DELETED THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE DON’T LIKE, DON’T INTERACT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+
"Hey Seb look at this," you said, running into his study seeing him sitting behind his desk, deep look of concentration on his face.
"Would you shut up for five seconds?" he asked, holding up a hand as you came to stand in front of his desk.
"But Dad-" you said playfully, trying to get him to look at your outfit.
"I fucking said, 'shut up'!" Sebastian roared standing up as his hand whipped out and smacked your cheek, turning your head to the side. Tears filled your eyes as you whimpered, heart and cunt clenching painfully tight.
"I'm sorry!" you cried, holding your hand to your cheek as Sebastian grabbed your arm, yanking you around his desk until you were standing in front of him.
"If I hear anything out of you other than 'yes', 'dad', or 'more', you're gonna get spanked til you bruise," Sebastian threatened, one of his large hands cupping your entire ass cheek under your skirt, spreading you apart while sliding your panties down with his other.
"Yes Dad," you whispered, hands light on his broad chest. You grabbed onto his biceps, not even coming close to wrapping your fingers around them, as he lifted you up and onto the desk.
Sebastian's long fingers curled around your thighs as he spread them apart,, rubbing his clothed erection against your bare pussy. You groaned at the rough treatment, jeans scraping your inner thighs. He pulled back, saying, "Take me out sweetheart," in a dark tone.
You shuddered, hands floating down from his arms to his waist, his hands still on your thighs keeping them apart. Your arms were tangled together but you managed to get his jeans undone, sliding them down his hips until they finally fell and pooled at his ankles.
You guided his thick cock to your cunt, letting him press against you, then shove in when you released him, burying himself in one quick thrust. Your hands flew to his arms, squeezing as you were rapidly filled again and again, Sebastian having started a rapid pace immediately.
"Dad, slow down!" you cried, pussy already aching. Sebastian slapped you again, tutting.
"That's not one of the things you can say right now little girl," he tsked, hand returning to your hip as he held you tighter, pulling your pelvis to his then pushing you down on your back, a hand pressing just below your throat. "Say what I want to hear, or you won't be able to talk at all."
"More!" you gasped, fear racing through you even as Sebastian continued to slide through your wet cunt.
"There we go, apparently you aren't entirely stupid," Sebastian taunted, laughing when you moaned as he sped up his thrusts. "Maybe I spoke too soon."
He grabbed your chin, pulling you up a bit and forcing your mouth open before spitting in it. He closed your mouth making you swallow as you shuddered.
"Fucking pathetic little girl, you'll take anything I give you, won't you?" Sebastian asked tauntingly.
"Yes Dad," you whimpered as you fell back to the desk, Sebastian releasing your chin. He grabbed your hips tightly, fucking you deeper, gliding past your spot on every thrust.
"Dad I- I'm gonna come," you stuttered, too overwhelmed with sensations to think. He glared at you, then slapped your face again.
"What did I tell you? The only words are?" he asked, punctuating each word with a slap until your cheek was on fire.
"Yes Dad! More!" you sobbed and Sebastian chuckled.
"Oh you want more? Well of course sweetheart," he replied, smacking your cheek one more time. "Alright, now you can come. But you have to right now or not at all."
You wailed, wriggling underneath him as you tried to push yourself over the edge but couldn't. "Aww, that's too bad, you don't get to come," Sebastian simpered mockingly, laugh turning into a groan as you clenched on him, still desperate.
He grabbed your hips harder, brutally slamming into your hips, your ass getting bruised on the edge of the desk. "Gonna wreck you sweetheart, make you my little toy, fuck this cunt until it's swollen."
"Yes Dad," You moaned, trying desperately not to come now, as Sebastian brushed past your spot on every other thrust.
"Fuck, that's it, tight sweetheart, just like that, shit," he groaned as he came, hips stuttering and banging into your swollen pussy a few more times.
Sebastian pulled out slowly, shushing you when you hissed. He fixed his pants, then sat down in his chair, rolling closer to you. He gently took your thighs in his hands, holding them open as he bent his head to your throbbing cunt.
"Come whenever you want now baby, say whatever you want, do whatever you want, this is all you now, my good girl," Sebastian murmured, just loudly enough for you to hear him before he was gently pressing his lips to your pussy.
Your breath hitched immediately, pulses following the trail of his lips to your center, licking in deeply. Your hands went to his hair, holding on as you whined. His cheeks pressed against your pussy, scruff rasping against your tender skin. You twitched, humping his face as his nose rubbed your clit.
"Seb, oh my god, I'm- holy shit!" you shouted as he pressed two fingers into you and sucked your clit into his mouth. He caught it between his teeth and flicked it with his tongue, making you shriek as you came, squirting past his fingers onto his lap. He moaned into you, sucking at you until you were limp on the desk.
He pulled away and lifted you into his arms, cuddling you to his broad chest. You came back to yourself slowly, breathing in his fresh scent, always so comforting to you. You stayed there for a while, just breathing him in while he stroked your hair and rubbed your back, pressing random kisses to your head.
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Okay so I really hate when people keep repeating this question right here
One reason for uncanny valley is to stop us fiddling with dead bodies too much, but the reason I’m addressing will be another.
The reason we have the uncanny valley is not from another being: its to avoid illnesses. It’s like a natural version of ‘ableism’ evolutions gives us. It makes us feel scared of people with visible disorders (for example albinos, or people with Down syndrome and such) because it prevents us from having as many kids with hereditary or other harmful illnesses/diseases(being an albino isn’t harmful for you other than possible bullying, but you’ll still be a ‘target’ of the uncanny valley instinct). The fact that uncanny valley exists is actually horrible because it’s a defence mechanism evolution gave us that is mostly useless because very few horribly bad disorders are visible/passed on by people who have them.
Saying that some monster caused us to develop this instinct is blatantly ignoring people with visible disabilities, which are the actual target of this nowadays mostly useless instinct. Its okay (not great though) to feel uncomfy with nearly but not quite ‘normal’ looking people/things, since it’s a basic instinct, but implying that it’s caused by monsters is basically like calling people with visible disorders monsters.
Basically it’s a way to sort out dangerous, but sadly also ‘ugly’ or ‘undesirable’ genes. Obviously uncanny valley changes a little over time because our standards for human changes, and it is an instinct. I understand you can’t always change that. But it is technically a natural form of ableism
A ton of disabilities are also not visible or skip generations, so this gene is like a small security measure anyways
Nobody is aiming at having disabled kids(I hope), but you shouldn’t be scared of people for having ‘a weird face’ (Well you can be, but don’t be ableist, shut in your mouth, its not that hard/lh)
Basically, probably like 80 percent of instincts are explainable. Even one that people dont realise there’s an easy explanation
Educate ur brain before you say ableist shit on accident/srs
Well to be fair it’s such a widespread theory I can’t blame people for assuming that’s it but still.
The fact that so many horror icons/villains look like that is writers and illustrators playing into the natural instinct, to add to the natural fear/hate you get when you see them, it’s not what makes them a monster. I cannot say I’m completely innocent here. I have made characters albino for an added scary factor. But when you do this, why not add some heroes/protagonists with the same features?
An example for a monster that is portrayed like this is Zero, from shotgun boy. He is a monster, and looks like an albino child. What makes him creepy is largely his looks. They amplify his already there creepiness. I don’t find it great tbh. Make some your villain characters the most normal ass white guy with brown hair looking people please/hj
There will be people who make characters that are ‘obviously’ a villain, with these traits as the way you notice(take Draco Malory from Harry Potter: he’s obviously an ass, but the first description you got is supposed to make you feel like he’s a bad guy from a first impression. Draco Malloy is probably an albino, or he heavily resembles one, as he’s very pale and has light blonde hair. It’s trying to make you feel like he’s a bad guy based purely on his looks.)
Consider: What scares us often? Slightly deformed features or ‘too light’ or pasty skin or hair, red eyes, obvious non symmetry, etc… all symptoms of common (visible) disorders or even just common deformities that you might even have yourself.
Sometimes how someone looks can make you feel uncomfortable, but this is not an excuse to assume that anyone who looks close to the ‘average human’ but not quite is a monster.
TL;Dr: Don’t assume that a monster made us develop an uncanny valley instinct, it’s a defence mechanism that makes us avoid visibly disabled/deformed people and is actually a pretty harmful thing.
Sorry, it’s just that the “oooooh there must have been human like monsters that’s why we have uncanny valley” is such a overused and uneducated and unsettlingly ableist comment and I wanted to rant/infodump the real reason for it.
It’s the common sense of not wanting to have disabled kids combined with internet horror enthusiasts that seemingly have no time to think why we could have a seemingly useless instinct.
It’s not quirky, philosophical, a thing to think about or a funny horror prompt. The idea of monsters disguised as humans is fine. But don’t make it an excuse to spread ableist ideas hidden under quirky horror.
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vera's first watch of south park - season 2 (part 2)
apparently tumblr has a character limit so lol here's part 2 of my watch of season 2
EPISODE 8:
Last day of skewl !!!!
They just want fireworks :’(
AYO WENDY PLAYS CLARINET SHE JUST LIKE ME FR
Cartman on French horn !!
Stan, Kenny & Kyle play violin that’s cute !! Will note
They all WEAR SUITS NSGNKNGS SO CUTE
Chef get them fr
EPISODE 9:
Film festival episode !! This is exciting
Wendy popping off at Cartman as usual, she just never misses
Oh so stendy broke up??? Depression
“She’s NOT MY GIRLFRIEND!” Do u want me dead? Yes
Stan get back with Wendy challenge ? Pls i need y’all together
“If she holds his hand in the theatre it will be all over for him” Kyle has never spoke more real words
STENDY MOVIE SCENES <3 LFG
Stan scarred w lesbians whoops
Stan slowly becomes an ally, as previously stated in my s1 post, i will make sure that is so >:(
KYLE SINGING ON THE TOILET KBSBGBDBD
Okay alr the cartman ass screen joke was funny ok i laughed
Not them looking for mr Hankey BYE
AVERAGE CARTMAN TAKING CLOUT…
Stendy back at the movies AAAAAAA
AWWW HE GRABBED HER TISSUE THAT’S SWEET OF STAN <3333
So ur telling me Kyle had a piece of shit in his mouth and there’s photo evidence??? NOT COOL
Style “I’m here for u” ugh they’re besties fr fr
Wendy asks stan to see a movie and immediately abandons Kyle HE’S WHIPPED
But also how dare u Stanley KYLE NEEDED U
OH MY GOD. JWGJBSDBGKJDSBKJSDB STAN IS TRYING TO HOLD HER HAND DURING THE MOVIEEDDJVFJKJKNFV KFV
WaIT IS THAT WHAT HE WAS TRYING TO DO THE WHOLE TIME? HOLD HER HAND?!?!?!?!?!?
I’M mentally unwell
No bc end me I’m CRYING SOBBING THROWING UP
HE TRIES TWICE ????F?E?G?G?F no bc that’s so fucking cute
No bc it’s Stanley “she’s not my girlfriend” marsh to Stanley “this girl is so cute i wanna hold her hand” marsh
OMG SHE GRABS HIS HAND AND THYE HOLD HANDS GFJGDFJKNDFGJKFJKDFVJNK. STOPP IT RN
AAAAA THEY ARE JUST <3333333333333
And… stan vomits, per usual lol
They still hold hands stop it
Wendy: i think I’ve seen this film before but instead she loves the ending <3
God y’all i just love stendy so much
Kyle & Stan friendship secured so sweet
Literally wtf i will never understand the talking piece of shit sorry Kyle
Wendy apologizing to stan abt taking him to the films when I KNOW DEEP DOWN MY SON WAS THRIVING BEING ALONE WITH WENDY
He forgives her wbk wbk
Ain’t no back talk on my ship u fools
THEY ARE HOLDING HANDS AGAIN FDGJKNFDKJNFDGKJFDG pls tell me they’re dating again i need them
Oh my god stendy saved this episode thank you
EPISODE 10:
SO WE STARTING THIS with stan’s mom and sister at the hospital oh i know this gonna b weird
NO NOT CHICKEN POX
Omg stan ur gonna get THE POX FEJNCCKEN
Stan and Kyle’s families are so close !!
Oh and liane <3
DON’T DRAG KENNY YOU DINGOS
“IN THE GHETTOOOOOO” omg the TikTok meme is here SLAY i loved this one haha
EGGO WAFFLES FOR DIN ??? ME TOO BABE
Cartman SHUT UR MOUTH
Oh god Kenny’s family is so chaotic i hate it they deserved better
Kyle and stan have matching sleeping bags AWWWWW
Kenny can’t afford normal dinner food but can clap the lights off???? MAKE IT MAKE SENSE
OFC THEY ALL GET THE POX
GODS AND CLODS ??? LMAO
lol not Sheila making Kyle get the pox bc he’s the golden child that won’t get sick
OMG KYLE IS THE ONLT HEALTHY PERSON LEFT
So i remembered that stan hates hospitals and i can’t imagine what’s going thru his head right now besides being pissed abt hw
THEY JUST STORM INTO HIS BATHROOM WHILE HES NAKEY
KYLE’S PAPER HAHA
I’m actually cackling AT THIS SEQUENCE VNVNKJSDNKJV
NOOOOO NOT KYLE
EPISODE 11:
Garrison RELAX
Cartman is perfect for the cheesy poofs comm
Creepy girl….
Omg this poor deranged kiddo :(
FOOTLOOSE a BOP
KYLE ATE THAT HAIKU
ALSO KENNY !!!! SLAY
Kyle is eating these haikus ugh as he should
HYPNOSIS.
Eric kinda popped off
Mackey OMG U DID NOT
My throat hurts >:(
Haha CHEESY POOF
Eric’s one second of fame— relatable
The one time Eric slayed werk
EPISODE 12:
Okay ngl, if this is the episode i think it is, imma pass away
I’ve seen clips on TikTok ok
Omg THE KIDS PLAYING MILITARY OMG CDSNJDIJ
Kenny PLS JNCJDNJKNS
WENDY AND BEBE
“Kyle, doesn’t bebe look pretty today?” Omg it’s KYBE TIME
It’s the way i stan stendy, style, kybe, bendy and stendyle all at once I AM WINNINGGGG
Stendy walks away from Kyle and bebe omg omg
KYLE PUTS HIS ARMS AROUND HIS BACK U KNOW BEBE A STUNNER SHE’S A DAME
Wendy the nations’ KYBE leader, stan the second in command
Stan: no
TRUTH OR DARE LOL
BEBE.
All bebe sees is cake. That’s it. Kyle’s cake. Living, breathing legend.
Wendy setting them up AW
Stan: WE NEED TO MAKE A CLUB HOUSE STAT
Kyle: ?!?!?!?!?
Rare Cartman & Kenny duo things
SHARON MOTHER RELAX
OMG BEBE PASSING A NOTE FDSKBFSDKJGB
DSKJBDSGKJBSGBDKSDK STYLE CONTENT LMAOOOO
But AYO bebe really likes Kyle’s booTAY
The PARENTS ARE FIGHTINNN
Bebe: AYO Kyle LET’S SEE THAT ASSSSS
Kyle: aight?
“I WANNA BE DARED TO KISS HER” STAN OMG DSJNFDSJBGSKD i love stendy crumbs YES
What THE FUCK NOT SHARON & RANDY DIVORCING FSBJKSGDJKGDSDKBJ NO
WHO THE FUCK IS ROY
Get the FUCK OUTTA HERE BRO
Stan was too stunned to speak
Wtf is HAPPENING ?!?!?! Poor Stanley
Stan preaching to the CHOIR
TRUTH OR DARE
The boys are SHAKING
Wendy slayed okay Kyle PUCKER UP
I HC WHEN THEY OLDER THAT BEBE IS A GOOD KISSER and tbh so is Kyle but the first few times Kyle is all tongue and no lip— nasty bro
Kyle will never take a chance to let cartman win that’s just fact
AAAA KYBE
Kyle: AAA
Omg dude it’s ur first kiss relax
“Fucking sickening” but make it with the rupaul YASSIFICATION
Stan: looks intensely at Wendy’s lips
OLDER!HC: stan is like. addicted to Wendy’s lips. All he wants to do is show his affection ALL THE TIME but is also shy abt it??? LMAO
Stan: Dare RIZZ
ROY FUCK OFF
GOD DAMMIT ROY U FUCKED IT UP
Omg kybe okay please let this be good
BEBE GIRL Y’ALL WEREN’T EVEN DATING
LMAOOONSDFNSD
Kyle is flabbergasted
OFC she hooks up with Clyde right after BRUH
But i also like Clybe so it’s okay
Omg STAN NOT THE BEAR TRAP DON’T GET HIM IN THE BEAR TRAP
Alas, OFC Sharon and randy stay strong go get ur dick girl
“CLUBHOUSES ARE MAGICAL” —stan marsh, as his parents are fucking in the clubhouse he built
EXCUSE ME BEBE WHAT THE FUCK
I hope he didn’t do it omg
EPISODE 13:
What the hell
Kyle beating cartman is my favourite
“THESE ARE MY FUCKING FOOD STAMPS, HOW AM I GONNA EAT WITHOUT THESE FOOD STAMPS?” — KENNY MCCORMICK
Kyle threatening Cartman so true bestie
Oh god this is gonna fucking suck
Cartman being flung OUCH
WHEN CARTMAN HITS THE SNOW AAA
excuse me? not the prostitute
this is bad broken vietnamese UGH
CARTMAN.
kenny robbed
stan and kyle playing with the dolls is so wholesome <3
EPISODE 14:
why didn't I know kyle's dad was a lawyer? interesting
little german dance
WAIT STENDY IS DATING AGAIN DFSJBGSBJKGSDKBJ
"hey, elton, if I give you these lyrics, will you write a song for my GIRLFRIEND wendy?"
DEAD
he wants to gift her a song NO ONE SPEAK TO ME
not me actually tearing up irl THIS IS EMBARASSING
but no fr stan is WHIPPED I love that for him
chef hoeing out with kyle's mom??? huh
NOT MISS CRAB TREE. chef rly do be desperate
Mr mackey crowd surfing ended me LMAOO
elton SINGING THE SONG STAN WANTED HIM TO WRITE FOR WENDY :')
WENDY LOOKING AT STAN ugh the fluff they exude
CHEWBACCA
EPISODE 15:
UGH THIS BORDER MAKES ME WANNA FIGHT A BITCH
uhm... this is sus cartman
oh this is a Halloween ep cool
oh WAIT I'VE SEEN THIS ONE ON TIKTOK TOO
creepy murder fish
"hella"
god my paranoia could NEVER
POOR KENNY HIS ROOF IS LEAKY :(
JESUS christ that goldfish scares me
NOT KILL
not the slap from shelly oml HAHA
stan- OMG NOT THE DEAD PERSON
"mommy's little angel" correct, my son is babie
not the SQUASH DFSKJBDSKBDSKB
cartman on some shit rn omg
WHAT THE FUCK TWO CARTMANS
cartman using aunt flo as a massage chair cackles a lil
sharon not giving a single fuck about randy's accusations
oh no not stan and kyle's alts
EPISODE 16:
stan gets told not to go: goes anyway
kenny riding shotgun and not giving a RAT'S ASS until money is thrown
god i'd die if I had to listen to singing for 6 hours
liane is just. so cool ok
kyle: AAAA
EYE- stan that's not cool bad noodle
EW I FEEL BACK FOR KYLE
kenny hoarding food HA
charles: how would u like to come with me to another secluded part of the mall?
kenny: ok
don't mess w kyle brofloski period
kyle: still mad abt mr.hankey
they all getting shot at but kyle has PRIORITIES
SHARON LMFNNKSDFB GET HIM
stan: sorry
HAHAHAH
EPISODE 17:
TWEEEKKKKKK OMG HIS FIRST APPEARANCE AND LINES <3
my deranged son <3 ily tweek
omg tweek's family runs a coffee shop <3 so cute
tweek he's so cute with his little gnome story
oh shit 8 year olds w coffee
THIS IS GONNA BE PSYCHO
OH GOD LMAOOO
Cartman sleeping in his puke yikes
oh he has ADD :'( little bean
Cartman slayed this time haha
Working w the underwear gnomes haha
Side not: my cats are finally sleeping on the same bed and not killing each other <3
OMG Y’ALL HAHAHAHA
EPISODE 18: (SEASON FINALE)
Is this an impersonation of Owen Wilson ??? LMAO
KyLE Y’ALL ARE 8 NO
The WAY STAN CIRCLES DOWN INTO THE CAVE DSJNFJKSDNG HE’S SO CUTE
And there’s the vomit
I’m starting to wonder if Stan has bad motion sickness or he just has a shit immune system
Cartman referencing my favourite movie of all time??? That was iconic of him. grease is MY FAVOURITE MOVIE <333333333
Style fighting >:(
Cartman so true abt style fighting
1999 ??? My birth year??? Epic
“ASSMASTER”
NO OH MY GOD STYLE Y’ALL ARE IN YOUR DIVORCE ERA
Nah bc they are such good friends they better get back together at the end of the episode
When Kyle doesn’t finish Stan’s line abt Kenny… u KNOW THEY FIGHTINGG
THE girlies ARE FIGHTING THEY IN THEIR WWE ARC
Larry u tell ‘em
Overall, season 2 better than season 1, 8/10
#faves: south park#viv watches#I’m so fucking sick rn so I’m happy to have a day to do nothing and binge <3#I’m nervous bc i know that stendy goes downhill in later seasons but I’m living it up rn#also i wish Kenny doesn’t get killed in every ep he’s been thru the wringer#current fave characters are stendyle + Kenny#and also mr.mackey- a living breathing legend#but yeah onto SEASON THREE BABES
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las vegas grand prix ✩ 19.11.2023
if theres one race last season that i didn't ever in a million worlds expect to go THIS FUCKING HARD, it would have to be las vegas. what the actual living FUCK was this weekend 💀💀💀😭😭😭😭💥💥💥💥💥‼️‼️‼️‼️ like don't get me wrong i had fun, but help??? both me and max went into this weekend like "what fucking ever who cares" and SOMEHOW. one of the best races of the season, objectively 👀👀👀😀😀🍾🍾🍾🍾
so... this is another case where it's important to actually look at what happened BEFORE quali and race. because. erm. what the fuck lestappen... WHAT WAS THATTT 😭😭😭😭🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 HOW ARE U GONNA BE GAY IN THE MEDIA PEN ARE U OUT OF UR MINDDDD 😭😭😭😭💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕🌷🌷🌷✨✨✨✨ "lets ask him!" EXPLODE. NOW. 💥💥💥💥💥💥 also carlos rip ur race chances . dead by drain cover .
qualifying was crazy bc the moment, no, the second i saw charles on that track i knew his ass would get chole. chole to min? chole to min tonight? anyway yeah qualiii 🍾🍾🍾😁😁😁😁 i had been convinced for months we would lose this race, so to see max p3 was actually quite exciting for me, since i thought we had 0 chance 😁😁😁😁😭😭😭😭😭
waking up at 6 am for a race always feels a bit like a slap in the face. you wake up, drag yourself out of your comfy bed, and get extreme anxiety at a time that should be illegal 💀🙏 well. tbh i wasn't even nervous. i was NOT expecting anything 😭😭😭 AND THEN WE GET MAX VERSTAPPEN TERRORISMMMM LAP ONE TURN ONE 💀💀💀💀💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥 god i couldve shot him im sorry. i was so madjdfhgdhgjhdfgdfg love that man tho 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 finally gets a penalty, "send them my regards" BOY IF YOU DONT SHUT YOUR MOUTH RN 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 and then i saw the gap. less. less. less. gets overtaken by charles. atp im convinced everything is #joever. but then. THEN. GEORGE MOTHERFUCKING RUSSELL DAMAGES OUR FRONT WING. AND WE WIN BECAUSE OF THAT. incredible. at one point i was convinced checo would win. like i genuinely cannot. cannot describe this race. this does not feel like a 2023 race man. love it tho. 💀💀💀💀🥰🥰🥰💕💕✨✨🌷🌷💌💌💌 charles overtaking checo was crazy. BUT WHAT WAS ALSO CRAZY WAS MAX FUCKING SCREAM SINGING ON THE RADIO AFTER HATING ALL WEEKEND. I WAS LITERALLY SHELL SHOCKED. I COULDNT BELIEVE MY FUCKING EARS. for sure top 10 moments in max radios for me jesus 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷 AND THEN FORCED PROXIMITY BY THE CARRRR MY BELOVEDDDDD OH MY GOD LESTAPPENNNNN AND THIRD WHEEL CHECOOO 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 yeah i loved this shit lmfao
✩ song of the race: viva las vegas - elvis presley
✩ extra: a small photodump
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★ my first ever impressions of twisted wonderland characters.
(nobody asked for this.)
ace trappola — i remember thinking he was definitely one of the heartthrobs from otome games. his pose when i first saw him made me think, “he likes to egg people’s houses and steal his friends’ snacks and hit on girls.” i still don’t like him obv.
deuce spade — i thought he was one of those silent but popular types. 💀 i was so shocked when he literally did not know that grocery store eggs don’t have chickens in them.
riddle rosehearts — his appearance kinda gives his personality away, i think, but i’m stupid, so i told myself, “he’s one of the mean but soft-at-heart kind of guys. so harmless.”
trey clover — average asl. i don’t hate him by any means, but he’s just not noticeable to me.
cater diamond — honestly, my first original look at cater made me think of asmo (i forgot if i started playing obey me before i started playing twst wait). i like his hair and his earrings — “definitely one of the carefree, ‘i’m-just-coasting’ kind of guys.” i still need more lore.
leona kingscholar — “OMG he’s so fine” and “DAMN”. my first thoughts. not gonna elaborate on this.
ruggie bucchi — so fun fact!! i used to have a really big crush on ruggie back in my early twst playing days. pls do not bring this up to me. they were not good times and i will cry.
jack howl — idk what it was abt savanaclaw man.. i wanted him to be my bf so bad.
azul ashengrotto — he’s one of the characters that i could never get into or seriously simp for. i don’t know what it is. when i first read over his backstory in book 3, i felt bad, but i don’t think i’ve ever really had romantic feelings for him..?? also i hated him to the CORE for evicting me.
floyd leech — i took one look at him and jade and said, “he’s the better twin.” he was honestly comedic relief to me, but i remember getting so happy when i got or groovified new floyd cards.
jade leech — i kinda fluctuated with jade cause on one hand, he’s really pretty and is def a sebastian michaelis kinnie. which is hypothetically everything i would want. on the other hand, he’s literally sm worse than floyd..
kalim al-asim — RRSFGHAHHUHGYS i used to sing prince ali but i’d replace prince ali with his name. idk who could ever hate kalim???? he was like my everything.
jamil viper — from my first time looking at him, i could never even guess that his backstory is what it is. BUT WHEN I TELL YOU I WAS WHIPPED LIKE.. 😭 when i tell u i had the most downbaditis i’ve ever had ever. i listened to genie in a bottle so many times twirling my hair and thinking of him pls don’t metion this ever again.
vil schoenheit — another fun silly fact!! guys i used to HATEEE vil schoenheit. i mean i HATED the way he acted, the way he talked, the way he looked at me. i was such a wrong and horrible person to my wife back then.. BUT!! i have come to severely appreciate and love him (in concerning amounts maybe).
rook hunt — funny enough, i never paid much attention to rook in my early twst months. i found him gross actually. and really creepy. CRAZY LOCO INSANE i know because now that im a changed person ill never let him out of my basement arms 💗!!
epel felmier — “awwww.” that was my first mistake because i would’ve gotten my ass beat if he heard me. um. i feel like we all thought epel was a girl right. not just me.. the harveston event maybe sparked a little something in me. maybe. do i have a crush on him ?? u will never know.
idia shroud — SHUT ur mouth i need to speak. IMMEDIATELY i was hooked on idia. this walking bright blue pixie stick of depression yep!!! im the biggest idia kinnie u will ever see btw!!! um from the day i met him i swore to protect his life and his comfort so erm. we’re locked in.
ortho shroud — i can’t really talk about chapter 6, but he didn’t get much screentime OUTSIDE of that so i’ll just say he’s a sweet kindhearted baby and move on.
★ malleus draconia — i gave him a star because he was my first ever twisted wonderland card!! i picked him i think because he had pointy ears and that regal look on his face. nevertheless, i still love how coincidental it was that mally is one of the only characters that actually has a romantic fanbase with the mc (me lol) and he was my first pick. <3 (I LOVE YOUV HORNTOBSJ)
lilia vanrouge — I WNATED TO MARRY HIM SO BAD OMG OMG OMG I DONT. WANT TO TALK ABOUT THIS PHASE OF TM LIFE PLEASEEJ JUST SKIP THIS. MY FRIEND STILL CALLS ME A STEPMOM TO THIS DAY IM SICKKKKK
silver — i still have nothing noteworthy to say about him and it’s been a year. idk what to put down. he’s cute when he sleeps ????? i sound like rook ????
sebek — loud mouthed little fishfart. please just stfu. i used to have a crush on him too. embarrassing please don’t ttm about that either..
grim — i kind of just thought he’d be like paimon 💀 twst got me so good with that
#spam. ★#and when i say NOBODY i mean not even the stars above asked for this#twst#꒰🪼꒱ jelly writes.#twisted wonderland#rambles#twst rambles#my hand hurts from typing
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