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tonberry-yoda · 10 months

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I'll Never Leave You - Peter B. Parker

notes - FINALLY OMFG. Okay, I make this poll a while ago and I finally got to the fic! Thanks to all who voted and all of my Peter fans! Here's a bit of an angsty comfort fic! I hope you enjoy! <3 word count - 451

You woke up to the sound of your front door opening. You knew it was Peter coming home late from work, but you didn't want to be too sure, so you grabbed your pepper spray from off of your keys and slowly walked towards the stairs. When you saw that it was just Peter, who was slowly coming up the stairs, slipping off his Spiderman mask, you smiled.

"Hey, bubba," you said. "Tired?"

He nodded, chuckled, and grabbed your hand, letting him lead you to your room. You put your pepper spray away and helped him out of his hero outfit. He smiled at you sweetly as you cupped his face, pulling him close to press a small kiss to his lips.

"I love you." you whispered against his lips, pulling him into your arms, not caring that he was just in a pair of boxers. You ran your fingers through his soft hair and pressed small kisses around his ears that made him giggle.

"I love you too." he said, falling straight into bed. He was much to exhausted to take a shower, and you really didn't mind.

You landed on the bed next to him and cuddled onto his chest, rubbing a little circle on his stomach.

"I'm sorry I can't be here for you." Peter said quietly.

You looked up in shock and saw that there were tears running down his cheek.

"Peter, what on earth are you talking about?" You cupped both sides of his face, wiping his tears with your thumb.

"I'm gone all day and come home late and..." He went on and on, choking on his own tears. He sat up and buried his face in his hands, trying to hide that he was crying in front of you.

"Peter, stop apologizing. I know your busy and-"

"I just don't want you to leave me." His voice was faint.

"I'm not going to leave you," you reassured him, rubbing his back. "I promise."

He looked up at you and smiled, despite the tear stains. "I know," he sighed. "I just get scared a lot."

"But I thought Spiderman never got scared." you teased, poking his tummy and pressing a couple of kisses to his cheeks.

"Peter Parker does though." he giggled and tried pushing you away, but you pinned him down, tickling him and kissing all over him.

You both laughed until you couldn't breathe and you ended up landing right on his chest, playing with his hair.

"I'll never leave you, Peter. Please know that."

He pressed a kiss to the top of your head and locked you in his arms, breathing you in. "Thank you."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

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luvghostie · 1 year

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Hello can i request for eyeless that has feelings for Y/N for a long time now, how would he pursue his feelings for them?

╰┈➤ 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐈𝐒

𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒.ೃ࿐

ɢɴ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴛᴡ: sᴇᴍɪ ᴀɴɢsᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ

EJ is a very soft and gentle person. Yes, he's a killer and steals kidneys but still. Compared to Jeff, LJ, and Slenderman he's the most human-like. Once he saw you something inside him began to warm up. It reminded him of the days he was the happiest in his life. No murder, no sadness, only pure joy.

Jack will talk to Jeff and Seedeater about you. The countless, “why don't you ask them out.” from Jeff was unbearable. It wasn't that easy for him. How would you ever fall for someone who eats kidneys and has no eyes? It seemed that his chances were one in a million. One being that you were desperate and you might cheat on him.

EJ definitely has trust issues because of Jenny. Therefore, it'll take him time to even remotely talk to you and open up. When he does though, he can't stop thinking about you. The way you smile lights up his whole day. He's flirted with you here and there but nothing drastic. Things like complimenting you and touching your hair are normal.

A couple of weeks pass and EJ finally wants to confess his feelings. Jack accepts the fact you might not like him back. In fact, he's prepared to nod and walk away. He still thinks he is less compared to everyone else but it's worth a try. He'd rather know he attempted to be with you than let you slip away.

If you feel the same it'll shock him incredibly. Jack has to ask twice if you're joking with him. Over time you two become the cutest couple in the manison. EJ is still trying to get the hang of being with someone. There are moments he doesn't understand what he's doing. Despite how he might feel about himself you reassure him that he's perfect in every way.

#ask me anything #reader x character #headcanon #slashers #gn reader #eyeless jack #ej x reader #eyeless jack x reader #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta #comfort x reader #comfort character #reader insert #sorry it's short #im truly sorry #im trying #eyeless jack creepypasta #creepypasta blog #creepypasta eyeless jack

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genshinrail · 9 months

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You Said You’d Want a Pet

Kaveh x GN!reader

Fluff | Word count: 941

Summary: Kaveh returns home with some new family members.

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It was a nice and quiet day, sunny and warm, perfect for staying inside and doing nothing at all. You were sitting on the couch with a book in your hand, in the house you and your boyfriend shared. The home was a small, but cozy place, perfect for a couple who doesn’t plan on having children any time soon. Kaveh had been away for the whole day in the desert. Something about his next project, he said. Perhaps he needed inspiration.

Suddenly you hear a knock on the door. It was probably Kaveh. You got up from the couch and put your book away, eagerly walking to the front door. When you opened it, those beautiful familiar red eyes and warm smile greeted you.

“Kaveh,” you said excitedly. “You’re back!”

He chuckled but stayed put. You tilted your head with a questioning look in your eyes.

“Hi babe…” he spoke a little awkwardly.

Your eyes narrowed. He usually didn’t act this way. What was he hiding?

Kaveh awkwardly scratched the back of his head while chuckling nervously. Something was definitely off.

“Kaveh?” you crossed your arms. “What did you do?”

“Nothing! Well…” He couldn’t even look at you, his eyes shifting down. “I have a question.”

You raised your brow and nodded your head. Kaveh took a deep breath and gave you the most pretty smile. Oh no, it was his cute puppy face. The face he showed when he wanted something.

“Babe, you said you’d want a pet. Like a dog, right?”

You nodded your head slowly. You sighed internally. Had he adopted puppies?

“Well… how about-” Kaveh stepped away a little, and then, three small desert foxes appeared. “- desert foxes?”

All you could do was stare at the three animals that were cutely standing next to Kaveh’s feet. How would you even react? How should you react? You loved your boyfriend, but this was unexpected.

“Kaveh.” you finally looked up at your boyfriend who was smiling awkwardly. “How… and where, did you find them?”

“It’s a long story”, Kaveh said.

“I’d like to hear it”, you replied.

He sighed, then nodded. “Okay, but can they come in? They’re probably hungry.”

With a moment of thinking, you finally nodded and stepped away so Kaveh and the foxes could come in. The little animals jumped around looking at their new surrounding curiously. Kaveh walked in, immediately worrying about what they were doing.

“Hey, watch out for that-. Hey! Don’t go there that’s my-. Watch it! You might get hurt!”

You watched as your boyfriend was stressing over his new little friends excitedly looking around and jumping on places. You couldn’t help but chuckle at how cute the scene was. While he was running around the foxes like a brand new mother, you walked over to the kitchen to see if there was something desert foxes could eat. Some leftover meat.

You had put the meat into three deep plates and placed them on the floor. “Come eat!”

You heard the small paw taps hit the floor as the foxes hurried to you. They looked happy seeing their food and dug in right away. After them came exhausted looking Kaveh.

“They’re so fast…” he said while breathing heavily. “We have to baby-proof the house.”

“Baby-proof?” You raised your eyebrow amusingly, smirking. “I would’ve wanted a warning for becoming a parent.”

Kaveh’s face got pale and another nervous chuckle left his lips.

“How about that long story?” you asked. “Why are we suddenly desert fox parents?”

“Right…” he nodded firmly. “Come, let’s go sit on the couch.”

Together you two walked into the living room, leaving the foxes to eat in peace. You sat down on the couch, Kaveh sitting next to you. He fidgeted with his fingers for a moment, until you tapped onto his shoulder and he sighed.

“So you know I was in that game with the other Darshans?” he asked, to which you nodded. “Well, while I was in the desert there were desert foxes who followed me. I don’t know why! But I couldn’t let them be so I helped them.”

You tilted your head. “But that was a while ago?”

“Yes, yes. Well… I went to the desert again for a project. And I met those three guys again…” Kaveh sighed deeply. “I tried to shoo them away, but they just didn’t leave! So I then walked away, but they followed…”

You grabbed Kaveh’s hand. He looked at you with wide eyes, like he was shocked.

“And you couldn’t just let them be?” you asked, showing him an understanding smile.

Kaveh nodded slowly, his cheeks turning a light shade of red. You let out a warm chuckle, shaking your head. He was too cute.

“You’re… you’re not mad?” he asked.

You shook your head, your warm smile remaining. “No, I’m not.”

“But… I brought wild animals into our home without your permission!” Kaveh said as if to argue with you.

“But I know you”, you explained. “I know you can’t let the smaller and weaker creatures to be, especially if they followed you here.”

Kaveh tilted his head. “So… we’ll keep them as our pets?”

A wide smile framed your face as you nodded. “As long as they won’t ruin the house!”

Suddenly, the three little foxes hopped all in front of the two of you, waggling their tails.

“I guess we’ll need to give them names”, Kaveh said, motioning one of them to hop on his lap. The other two hopped on your lap. You gently petted them. A sudden idea came into your mind and you smirked.

“How about ‘Alhaitham’?”

“Hell no!”

#genshin impact #kaveh x reader #kaveh fluff #kaveh x y/n #genshin impact kaveh #sorry it's short

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weaver-of-fates · 6 months

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Oneshot Stats

Title: The Meeting Before

Written By: Shy

Word Count: 1041

Characters: Reader (You), Sebek Zigvolt

Other Notes: This is an x reader thing. Initially intended to be taken in a romantic sense, it can be taken platonically as well. No specified gender for reader.

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You rushed back to your dorm after school ended. Luckily, there were no club meetings you had to attend or anyone trying to get you to hang out with them directly after school. You would have turned them down anyway; you already had plans you needed to prepare for.

Luckily for you, Grim was going to spend time with Ace and Deuce at Heartslabyul before the school party that was meant to take place later tonight. This would give you the alone time you needed to get ready for it. It was meant to be one of those fancy sort of parties, one you wouldn’t expect out of a traditionally all boys school. Either way, you were excited to get dressed up for it and for the meet up you were going to have with a certain someone before it.

You opened the door to Ramshackle, quickly closing it behind you and tossing your school stuff aside in haste. You ran up the stairs and down the hall to the room you shared with Grim, busting into it as if there’s no tomorrow. You closed the door to your room behind yourself, accidentally slamming it causing you to flinch. Hopefully you didn’t break anything.

You went over to the wardrobe in your room, opening it out and pulling out your outfit for the party tonight. You carefully set it down on your bed, making sure not to wrinkle it or otherwise maim it. A sigh escaped your lips, forcing yourself to relax a bit. Rushing this process would only cause you to make an error at some point.

You changed into your nice outfit from your school one, taking a look in the foggy mirror to make sure you looked okay in it. If you were going to be completely honest with yourself, you looked good in this outfit. You did get help from Vil on this after all, so of course you’d look good. You would just need to remember all the steps to the make-up process he showed you.

You pulled out a clean mirror, something Epel was lending to you, perhaps permanently. He had been complaining about how he had too many of them from Vil, after all. You set it on the table, leaning against the wall so you could have a good look at your face. After that, you pulled out all the different make-up things Vil had given you, all sorts of things of high quality you would never be able to afford on your own.

Doing your make-up was a careful process. You wanted to look good for this after all, and you would be upset if you didn’t do it in good quality. You were careful in remembering each of the steps you were shown and carrying them out to the best of your ability, making sure to do the steps in the correct order.

You smiled at yourself in the mirror once you completed your make-up. You were actually looking wonderful. Hopefully the individual you were meeting up with before the party would think so too…

The next thing you had to do was your hair. This was also something Vil showed you how to do and even instructed you on doing it for yourself for this day. Though you were being much more gentle on yourself than Vil was with you. What was it with certain people and tugging on hair? Is it fun for them? You shrugged it off.

Your get-up is now complete. It took longer than you would have liked it too. It was starting to get dark outside, and the party was due to start soon as well. You got up, picking up a few things you needed before heading out the door to go to the spot you were meeting a special someone at.

You headed for the forest by the main building of the school. It was the place you and the other person selected, mostly so others wouldn’t bother the two of you, knowing how some of your friends were. You soon reached for the forest at the pace you were walking. It was nice to see how the sun bathed everything in its sunset light, painting the sky in warm colours.

You entered the forest, finding a nice clearing in it with a couple logs to sit on, like at some point some boys came out here and camped for a night. You sat down, waiting for the person you planned to meet with. The nerves you had before seemed to start swirling in your stomach as you were left with nothing but your thoughts and the sounds of the forest.

“I see you made it on time, Hu- Prefect.”

You looked over to see the person you were waiting for, and smiled.

“Hey Sebek, you look wonderful and all cleaned up. Well, more than usual, anyway.”

He stared at you for a few moments before looking away, but not before you caught the light blush dusting his cheeks. “You look nice too.”

Your smile widened. “Why thank you.”

He looked back at you again, biting his lip lightly as he held his hand out for you to take. You took his hand gratefully, making eye contact with him for a moment, getting a chance to really look at those green eyes of his and how they sparkled. All too quickly though, he looked away again.

“May I hold you for a moment?”

You nodded. “Of course. Feel free to hold me for longer than that.”

Sebek gently pulled you towards him, wrapping his arms around you once you were close enough. You held him back, feeling how stiff he was, likely from how nervous he was feeling. You rubbed circles in his back, feeling how the tension seemed to leave his body.

“Can we stay here? For a little while? Before we go to the party, of course.”

“Of course.”

“I have to go to the party on time after all. Malleus-sama will be there and I have to be there as one of his bodyguards.”

You chuckled lightly, admiring his dedication. “That makes sense. I’ll be there with you the whole time.”

Sebek looked at you for a moment. “Thank you.”

#twisted wonderland #twst #sebek zigvolt #twst sebek #reader insert #x reader #oneshot #second person pov #gender neutral reader #gn reader #sorry it's short

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bloogers-boogers · 11 months

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Kyle Brofloski/Stan Marsh (Cartman fictional) (SP one-shot)

Hints of KyleBrofloski/ Eric Cartman and a little bit of Stanman~

Summary:

Cartman wrote a style fanfiction as the deranged shipper he is for showing tell.

Slight warning ⚠️ Eh, I really don't have much to warned, after all, this isn't a full on Kyman fanfiction it's just a habit by now whoops 🤷 I'm joking btw, there's nothing too explicit it's just Cartman being the little shit head he is.

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Mr Garrison cleared his throat as he gestured Clyde to take his seat again.

"You're next, Eric," he said with boredom as he layyed his eyes back on to the magazine he was reading.

Cartman dashed excitedly to the front giggling like some school gossip girl as he thumbs up towards Kenny who thumbs up back, making both his excluded friends arched a brow confused.

Everyone now focused on him, as he cleared his throat and gave firstly his introduction.

"Ehem, what I have in my hands is a written by yours truly boys love fanfiction," and with that a couple of girls gasped, interest peeking in even Wendy turned his way with a hint of curiosity as the boys just looked his way confused.

"This better not be some creek fanfiction or I'll break your teeth out," Craig blurted out annoyed already.

"Fuck you. This isn't about you Craig!" Mumbling a 'Jesus christ' before continuing.

"It's called: forever be mine."

The girls giggled and sighed already in love with the fic already.

"Oh god," he heard Kyle muster, rolling his eyes incredulous.

"My beta reader was Kenny Mccormick," he gestured Kenny who just waved enthusiastic gesturing him with a rush for he to continue, "it's style by the way girls."

The girls gasped glancing at both targeted boys before turning away, the boys looking confused and unaware, oblivious of what it means.

"Hurry up! The suspense is already killing me!" Bebe eagerly shouted.

"Alright geez, calm your tits," shaking his head incredulous as he flipped to the first page.

"It was morning, the cold weather hitting harder than usual while the sun rises. Stan Marsh; a athletic boy-"

"Hey! Wait that's me? What the fuc-" Stan spoke in disbelief.

But before the raven boy could protest the girls hushed him silent even his girlfriend glared at him for he to keep quiet, which he reluctantly did as he grumbled.

"-heroic, and a total jock. Head his way to the usual bus stop he and his friends had claimed as their own.

A point of town were memories had build up, a place people often resonated with their names in grave in that rusty old sign and sometimes snowy path, the ground somehow printed their steps as‐"

"It is not that deep, you were definitely trying to fill that up weren't you fatass."

'Shhh!' The girls hissed the redhead shut.

"- the boys semblance spread around just that spot.

Stan was a total softy when it came to familiarity; a nostalgic feeling that marked his heart and wasn't easy to die down from.

On the other hand, there was Kyle, Kyle Brofloski; a complete geek, hot tempered, fragile individual and his best friend.

Who he was madly in love with."

"Shut the fuck Cartman! What the fuck!?" Kyle slammed with a fist his table, ignoring the glares from all his girls classmates and Clyde.

"Mr Garrison, Kahal's interrupting me again!" Cartman protested already tired of being rudely interrupted.

"Kyle, please sit your ass down and let Eric finish his gay little fantasy book. You'll have your turn eventually."

Kyle gritted his teeth in boiling anger, reluctantly sitting down as he glared deadly at the brunette evil little douche who snickered his way before continuing were he had left off.

"It was before summer of that year when he realized he had caught feelings for his super best friend.

More like he realized quite late that these hidden feelings were already there, way before he could even grasp the idea of ever liking his friend in such way, repressing them since childhood.

Always being left confused and a fuzzy feeling in his stomach with every touch or brush Kyle did his way, it was inevitable to always feel nauseous around him, sweat pouring out from his hands as he was constantly nervous around him, worried to make himself look like a fool or a moron infront of him even while being one.

A complete wreck when he was around other dudes, jealousy arising as he looked at Kyle whose attention searched elsewhere that wasn't him."

"Wow, Eric's really a good writer," Butters whispered to Kenny, who nodded.

"Yeah, since his last creek fanfiction his writing has gotten so much better," the other blond complimented.

"However, his insecurities got the best of him, preventing him from making any moves or confessing his ongoing long lasting love for Kyle.

Kyle was perfect‐"

Kyle's frown lighten as he heard Cartman narrate his character, isolating the context of it all, only hearing his voice and the description of his fictional self.

"- in every aspect of his being. The type of perfect you'd be worried of feeling for another, so much unasked powered he held on to his weak beating heart.

His wild red curls rebelling to let loose under that worned out; washed green, unique and very familiar ushanka. A very important piece of fabric for his characterization. Everything on him was just like it's supposed to be.

Like it was meant to.

Those cold blue looking eyes that could glare holes on to you, digging through each layer of your skin reaching your guts and on to your soul. So far captivating it's hard to let loose around them, it was like being sucked in a hole.

A complete void with no end, a void he was willing to dive in with all intentions of ever going out."

"Wow," Clyde mustered softly, so deeply focused in the story as a couple of girl were left in awe and blushing faces.

"However, that wasn't the only thing that drawn him in a complete depths of focus, his lips for example being one of the countless features that left him breathless."

"Cartman this is the most gayest shit I've ever seen and heard from you in like the entirety sixteen years of our lives," Stan commented tirelessly as he placed his hand on his forehead trying his best to ease his annoyance.

Kyle was long gone indulged by Cartman's way of story telling and captivating writing. He must admit, Cartman was good. He was already hooked even being just the introduction of the 'characters'.

"Those pink candy looking lips drove him delirious, even if they we're dried up most of the time having small cuts on them, he should definitely use some chapstick, but hey? He's in love and doesn't care for his poor lack of care.

And somehow, it's still felt in character of him.

Just so in character as when he speaks against anyone who goes against his morals; normally Cartman his so called archrival, but that's far from the point.

He was fearless when it came to what was right, hot headed when he was stubborn and being proven wrong countless times.

There was so much of him he can't hold, so much depth in his person he's fallen to know he can't get tired of. Layers and layers to unfold and discovering so many new things of him that just adds to the piles of things he likes about him.

Kyle, Kyle, Kyle..

That cute smile leaves him drowsy, in a memorizing trance that makes him want to see that upward frown rise infinite times on a daily, he wished he could keep it like that forever even if he gets tired, sore and all cramped up for it.

Needless to say, I'm in love with Kyle Brofloski."

Kyle's heart skipped a beat and his heart begin beating loudly, feeling a small rush of heat in his cheeks.

Looking at Cartman so very focused on his reading, his expression seemed so calm and his eyelids were half opened in a dreamy manner.

"Now, speaking of such boy..

Kyle woke up that morning, late than usual and looking with panic at his clock. Forgetting to have set his alarm before six, he cursed himself internally rushing himself to the bathroom and doing whatever teens his age would do before school.

As he finished getting ready, he grabbed his backpack sprinting down stairs not even bothering to eat breakfast as he was found late. He said goodbye to his mother from the door before slamming it shut and heading straight to the bus stop.

As he arrived he visualized his three friends already standing and waiting with a bored tiring expression for the bus to pick them up.

He halted before walking slowly, keeping his cool as his eyes darted on to Stan; his best friend, trustful and loyal mate, his long-time crush.

His messy raven hair almost covering half his face, those eyes that adorned under with a black discolored shade by the countless sleepless nights binge playing online gaming with them, lacking energy as usual.

Sometimes he thought his friend was a mess, but a mess he could fix. Stan had many flaws, flaws that were understandable and fixable for the eye, but there was too many layers in his character.

There's was so much of Stan, a chronic pain and immense sadness in that brain an force smile of his-"

Stan eyes peeked instantly from under his arms as his ears now listened attentively.

"- aching for help, for someone to hold him and understand what he goes through.

Sometimes he wished he was that person, but he lacked skill in that department; being emotionally vulnerable and unable to really resonate with those feelings, how he felt in regard of it all.

However, he could make him feel like he wasn't alone, he was good for making distractions. Atleast he could ease his mind with other things than focusing on the negative right?

Still, Stan was all he needed to make him happy. A full of flaws individual who he was madly in love with. His imperfections made him stand out and yet, still so damn well fitting to be place in his heart.

The name of Stan Marsh was carved around everywhere in that blood pumping organ called: heart, and echoed in his brain endlessly.

Stan Marsh..

With those captivating blue eyes and that playful smile, with the cutest eye wrinkles he's ever seen.

And those crooked teeth with glimmering metallic braces surrounding them and a hint of blue as a personalized choice of his.

Oh how he wished to steal a kiss from him... unintentionally crashing his teeth with his braces and somehow laughing it off as goofy and affectionate.

Two dumbasses in love..

Oh so he wish they were..

He sighed, placing in his spot in between both his best friend and archrival, next and lastly was Kenny their chill so caring friend and important piece of their friendship; the one who hold on to the group as if it we're to be cherish and protected.

Even if their broship was a little messy and stumble with all intention to fall apart, it was still glued surprisingly strong.

Honestly surprised it has lasted this long.

He frowned already listening to Cartman's annoying nagging; something about Taylor Swift and some twitch streamer, he truly didn't care about.

Stan on the other hand, was fighting the urge to shake that twitching feeling in his hands. His protective and defensive instinct perking up as he saw Cartman taunting Kyle in their usual banter.

It was so ordinary for them, but that day, it just.. felt unnecessary.

He disliked seeing Kyle be belittle or being called names. And even if it were their bigoted dick of a friend with Kyle being so unfazed by the common ignorant comments and bashing, he couldn't help but feel bitter and angry at him; wanting to punch his face and tell him off as an ass, forbidding him by ever calling Kyle by any other name that isn't 'Kyle', telling him he isn't even allowed near his best friend.

But ofcourse he couldn't, there was always something preventing him from doing so, a barrier in between the space of him and Kyle."

Cartman continued reading the plot, it was the typical cliché drama/romance you'd see on anime, still, there were quite unexpected moments/sceneries here and there.

"Stan slammed him inside the janitor's room, closing the door shut. Their breathing hitting against each other as two panting animals, the room suffocating, ambient being warm and cozy.

Stan crashed their lips together in a desperate attempt to keep him shut.

"Shh, she won't find out," he hushed Kyle reassuring, as the other hissed by the stingy pain that was left in his gums being pushed the braces against them.

Kyle wrapped his arms around his neck, deepening the kiss even further.

Stan's hand were all over him, gripping his ass oh so slightly before pressing his crotch against Kyle's.

Kyle tugged his hair furiously unzipping his jacket trying to get a touch of Stan's bare skin.

But the door swung open and a silhouette covered them in a shadow.

It was Kenny; who looked at them in surprise as his was left speechless by the display of his two best friends flustered face full of embarrassment and somewhat shame for being caught in a intimate and secretive act.

Oh shit."

"And that waaaaas chapters 1 to 5, if you guys want any more updates you guys can always follow my wattpad account which is @ cArtmanbrah67!" He teased, now heading back to sit down, grinning with pride as he felt the deeply 'what happened next' stares on him.

Archieving his goal of pissing all his classmates off and still somehow get praise for it.

All unpleased for no concrete ending.

"W-what? What happened next? Did Kenny end up cheering them on or-" Clyde mustered disbelief.

"Fuck that, did Wendy ever found out that Stan was cheating on her!?" Red exclaimed in utterly shock.

"No, no, no dudes. What about that shit between Tolkien and Tweek what're those two hiding?" Craig chimed in just as offended.

"Oh please, Craig. It's obvious they're planning a surprise birthday party for you at Tolkiens," Bebe groaned annoyed, still sour she couldn't predict the ending.

"You guys are gonna give me writers block," Cartman grunted massaging the sides of his forehead before resting his head in his arms with boredom.

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The next day, it was Kyle's turn to present his own showing tell.

"For my showing tell project I've written-" he smirked smugly and glaringly at Cartman who arched his brow already knowing what he had planned next, "is a fanfiction of Butter x Cartman, I call it: an ass away."

Girls gasped enthusiastic as Stan snickered mischievous.

"My beta reader was Stan Marsh."

Cartman face reddened in embarrassment and anger, cussing out profanities at them.

#south park #eric cartman #kyle brovlofski #stan marsh #kenny mccormick #sp one-shot #sp style #-ish?? sorta #kyman #-ish??#slight cartters/stanman #don't hate me for this but i really wanted an excuse for Cartman fanfic writer #Kenny thinks it's hilarious but at the same time he actually likes helping Cartman out with the fics #the fact i can't write a proper style fic without adding hints of kyman says alot on how shippers ruined this ship for me #i tried tho🤏🏼#sorry it's short #i couldn't think of anything else to add

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sincityszn · 4 months

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"you know, you're really, really pretty." milo slurred his words as his eyes just scanned over the femme on the driver's side of the car. he wasn't shy about checking her out. she had come and picked him up from the house party he attended. @mccntower

#thread: milo and ophelia #mccntower #sorry it's short

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angelrunners · 11 months

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Lucifer x Reader

Diavolo noticed you weren't in class lately and pulled Lucifer aside afterwards. "Did something happen to, MC?" He asked with concern. "Everything is fine, MC is just sick is all." Lucifer reassured him and got a sigh of relief in return. "That's good to hear. I just want to know MC isn't hurt or even worse. And i know you both have a thing going." He teased lightly, Lucifer blushing a bit. "But I'm glad to hear MC is ok. Keep me updated please." Diavolo said in a stern voice and got a small nod from Lucifer. "Thank you, Lucifer." Diavolo said before heading off. Luci would have to let you know about what was happening when he got back of course. You we're asleep and he was not going to let you be disturbed.

Not long ik but I'm on the brink of passing out and this was in my head for a little snippet thing.

#Lucifer #lucifer x reader #obey me #oneshot #fluff #sorry it's short

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t06y · 1 year

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Of Kings and Gods

A short drabble about the Mezalean king and the god of Stratos.

AO3

You are the king of Mezalea, and you have not left your castle (split in two, quite symbolic you think) in two years. The portraits of the dead stare at you from your walls. With hollow eyes they ask you why you couldn’t save them. You spend most of your days stuck in the past, imagining all the things you would’ve done (you would’ve done everything the same, you knew nothing of the coming disaster). Wind. An open window, its curtains long gone. You look out over your kingdom for the first time since that day. A bridge. It stretches from one side of the chasm to the other (more symbolism, but that sort of thing was never your specialty). Maybe it is time. Your people are rebuilding, your kingdom returning to life, and with it so do you. You take one last glance at the painting of your past, and decide to focus on your future.

When you die they will call the greatest king of Mezalea (maybe you would laugh, you had been the first king). They will continue to honor you, in writings, in prayers, in song. In their book and paintings (would you have liked it? Would you have been embarrassed?). Mezalea will flourish because of your efforts. Alas, maybe the mesa was never the right home.

A drought. Cracked earth and dead plants. The people try their best, but in the end all they can do is pray. To the nature spirits (they have long been gone), to the sea gods (she cannot hear them), they pray to you. Rain. It comes heavy in sheets, returning life to the dry earth (was it a coincidence? Was it you?). They will remember this. They will tell their children, who will tell theirs, who will speak to each other of the time you sent down a storm to drive off an approaching army and they will honor you.

They will honor you long after they forget your name, long after they trade cracked red earth for lush green hills. They will honor you long after the name Mezalea has faded from their memories. They will honor you, god who brings the rain, the holder of thunder, the king of the heavens, the god of storms. That’s who you’ve always been after all (isn’t it?).

#sorry it's short #esmp #esmp s1 #esmp s2 #empires smp #joel smallishbeans #mezalea #empires writing

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iisasarcasticlittleshite · 7 months

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Happy Birthday

Hey @pamakali, I know this is late, but happy birthday!

'Oi, dumbass, getup.'

You looked up from the mindless drawl of the TV to your fiancé standing in the doorway, and arched a brow at his distinctive choice of attire.

He's in an immaculate white button down, top two buttons undone and collar popped, revealing a slim golden chain you'd gifted him. Synched around his slim waist is a leather belt, and slacks that hug his thighs perfectly, sitting over black boots which you seen notice, are heeled.

You, on the other hand, are dressed for a night in.

'Uh...did I miss something?'

'It's your damn birthday, you actually thought I'd do nothing?'

'Levi we can't-?'

'Just shut up and get dressed.' He huffed with his distinctive affectionate annoyance, 'Go on, trust me.'

You do trust him, so you slide the bowl of snacks off your lap and onto the coffee table, padding to your bedroom in your slippers, suddenly feeling distinctly under dressed in his presence. 'Where are we going?'

'You'll see.'

'So how will I know how to dress?'

Before you could even finish the question, you rounded the corner to your room, and your jaw dropped. Levi had taken care of that for you, by laying out the dress he's admitted is his favourite on you.

Your fiancé slid up behind you, arms sliding easily around your waist his chest pressed into your back slightly higher than usual.

'Levi...are you wearing heels?'

He shrugged, breath fanning the shell of your ear where he can't normally reach. 'Just finding out what the world looks like from your perspective. You look just as gorgeous from up here.'

Your cheeks turned pink. Rare to hear such clear words of affection from him, though over the years he's gotten very good at putting his feelings out clearly.

Still, to hear him purring in your ear.

'Get dressed, we're going to dinner.' His hands slid forward, locking his fingers over your tummy to pull you back into his chest. 'You look amazing in that dress, but it always looks best on the bedroom floor afterwards.'

'On one condition...keep the heels on after.'

#Sorry it's short #was meant to be posted on your birthday but I wasn't happy with it yet #love ya ;)

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estherbean · 1 month

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Runs in

Uhh uhm uhm .. I’m not mentally sane so

Lee N i want Lee N pls (you can choose the Ler or whatever that may be >:3)

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(I gotchu. Hope you don't mind my dumbass adding me OC Nova :3 ITS A SWITCH BUT IT INCLUDES LEE N I AM SO SORRY-) ___________________________________________________________

Fox Shenanigans!

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Storyboard: Nova and N has a bit of a tickle fight >:3 ____________________________________________________________ It started off with N being in the Nightingale home, which Nova was allowed to share her home with the disassembly drones. N was in his room when Nova had busted in with a smile. "Ah- Nova? Do you need anything?" N asked

Nova didn't say anything, but pouncing on him while her fox tail sways behind her. "Nova?!- Whahahat?-" N couldn't keep a straight face while his stomach was targeted by Nova's little fingers that scribbled on it.

"Can't help myself!" Nova smiled and scratched his underarms, making him squeal and kick. "Nohohovahahaha!" "Mhm?" "Stahahahap!" Nova sat ontop of him, thinking for a moment before scratching harder. N bucked and kicked, jerking wildly in fits of laughter and giggles that he almost knocked her off! Nova stopped after a while, hugging her brother with a smile and her tail wagging furiously. N smiled and hugged his little sister.. Nova tries to let go, but she was trapped? "Dear sister.. it's my turn now."

#sorry it's short #Lee! N #Penelope writes

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bxrningembers · 1 month

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Starter for @silverwingborn

"Well, this is unexpected... what's a Nephilim doing down here in my ring?" Asmodeus asked, addressing the hybrid with interest. You didn't see many of them these days, and even more rare was to see them appear in Hell.

#Asmodeus #Silverwingborn #Test muse #sorry it's short

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krys-loves-otome · 2 years

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Fictober 2022, Day 4: How Would That Even Work?

Fandom: Ikemen Sengoku Rating: Mature Pairing: Mitsuhide Akechi x Preg!Reader Summary: Mitsuhide just wants you to sit in his lap and eat oranges with him. Warnings: Sensual orange eating, pregnancy, Mitsuhide being a tease, if that's a warning

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"How would that even work?"

"It's really quite simple. You sit on my lap and I would feed you from my hand. How does that sound?"

"I can feed myself just fine."

"You wound me, little mouse," Mitsuhide sighed dramatically, putting a hand to his heart. "A few days separated has already turned your heart to ice. My heart weeps in despair."

His eyes, still golden and dry, said otherwise.

"Your melancholy is certainly palpable, Mitsuhide."

You cross your arms and look away, feeling embarrassed to say the real reason you didn't want to sit in his lap and eat from his hand. His fingers took the opportunity to tickle your defenseless abdomen.

"It would take quite a bit more than you, our little kit, and a handful of fruit to break my thighs, if that's what's troubling you."

You turned further away, feeling your ears burn. Mitsuhide poked you again.

"Come now, Little Mouse, these oranges I worked so hard to pick for you will rot at this rate."

You tense, feeling the craving for the sweet tanginess of oranges come over you so suddenly. True, you had told him you liked oranges before, but the craving coming over you was intense.

"[Name]," Mitsuhide said more firmly, the sound of a round fruit rolling on a plate catching your attention.

He had his thumb placed at the top of the orange, the rind giving easily to quick, gentle pressure. He put half a piece to his mouth, bit down and the juice dribbled down his chin. You swallowed, hard.

"But… you can't taste anything-"

"It's wet," he said simply, licking his lips sensually. "Cool on the tongue. Little sticky if I had to give it one flaw."

He finished off his little piece, licking the remaining juice from his fingers, making sure to look you in the eye while doing so.

"Delicious," his voice was low as he pulled another piece off and biting it as well, proving it just as juicy and dripping as the first. And again, Mitsuhide licked his lips and fingers, stirring them against his tongue.

With caution thrown to the wind, you over take his sweet, sticky lips, tasting the remaining nectar from his chin. Mitsuhide chuckled.

"My, someone's hungry." He tore off another piece and touched it to your lips.

"Now, say 'ahh'."

You complied with a pout, agitated that he had won you over. The whole piece brushed your tongue, the sweetest tang exploding in your mouth. As soon as you chew and swallow, you feel a wet warmth slide up your lip corner, a quick swipe that makes your cheeks burn.

"…Did you just-?

"My hands are occupied, unfortunately, so my options are limited, as you can see."

"You could have told me and I would have gotten it."

"Now, where's the fun in that?" He tore another piece. "Ahh?"

The second piece was just as juicy and sweet as the first, Mitsuhide coming to your rescue once again, licking your chin.

"Such a messy eater, dear [Name]," Mitsuhide chuckled after the third piece, "I hope that isn't behavior you're going to teach our kit."

"Says their father who eats leaves and bark straight off trees."

"Only as a last resort to stave off starvation. Though…" he touched his nose to yours, "I recommend boiling it in strips to protect your delicate teeth. Or grinding it to a powder to make it into a small cake."

"N-no thank you. I think I'll stick with the oranges."

"Pity, I was looking forward to making you a tasty tree bark cake."

"Masamune would run you through for even stepping a foot into the kitchens."

"He cannot protect every kitchen in Japan, and certainly not the ones in my domain, amusing as it would be to see him try."

He licked his lips one more time before placing his hands behind your knees and back, making his sure his sticky fingers weren't touching your clothes. You grabbed onto Mitsuhide's neck to keep balance.

"What are you doing?"

"Taking you to get washed up. I want to give our kit some pets, but I can't do so with my hands in such a sticky mess."

"Then, why are you carrying me?"

"To make sure you can't escape me." He kissed your lip corner, looking you in the eye, "Feeding you those oranges and kit petting are going to be the most innocent thing I plan to do to you tonight."

You swallow, seeing that familiar glint in his eye. Oh…

#fictober22 #fictober #fictober 2022 #krys's adventures in fanfiction #ikemen sengoku #mitsuhide akechi #cw: pregnancy #sorry it's short #but this prompt wasn't doing a lot for me #so I just had to say it then run with something different #and it turned into eating oranges #real juicy oranges

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