#if kenny called me puppy….

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

i feel like a road trip with kenjaku would be quite fun

the guy wants to try everything! see everything!

you'll be walking one day into the kitchen, and then BAM!

kenjaku slings you over his shoulder.

"Where are we going?"

"Be patient, puppy."

"No, but seriously—"

"What are you, five?"

ANON . YOU UNDERSTAND. YOU SEE THE VISION. he’s soooooo fun to be around!!! he can be relaxed and quiet and soothing but then he gets a random urge to take you to a festival and BAM. you don’t get a choice he rlly would just pick you up and carry you there 😭😭😭 AND HIM IGNORING ALL YOUR QUESTIONS HE’S SOOO INFURIATING……. ”just be patient” as if he didn’t literally drag your unconscious body out of bed by the ankles because he couldn’t wait for you to wake up first 🤨 ”don’t spoil the surprise.” like yeah okay sir. whatever i guess. i love him so bad it hurts

i blacked out at the ”puppy” btw

[dollyyss]

The main four failing NNN

No Nut November. Just because it’s November and I think it would be funny :3

Established relationship. All characters are 18+

Kyle Broflovski, Stan Marsh, Kenny McCormick, Eric Cartman.

Kyle Broflovski:

-He doesn’t actually have a hard time, in some way he participates and in some ways he doesn’t? He just doesn’t act on his urges as often as most would? Basically he knows to control himself.

-He finds it a bit amusing that you’re so “concerned” about it, honestly it’s not that big of a deal it’s just some stupid challenge.

-he curses himself for calling it stupid because now he’s sat on his bed with you between his legs staring up at him so prettily.

“Curse you y/n” Kyle groans. It’s not that this challenge was hard it’s the fact that you’re his girlfriend.. and he obviously has needs. He loves you for you obviously but the hormones of a teenage boy can be wild. “We’re supposed to be watching Ike..” you sigh softly and rub his thighs “he’s asleep it’s fine, ky if you don’t want to do this just tell me, if you really don’t want to fail.” You smirked gently and looked up at him, he gave you a sassy look. “Fail? I’m.. it’s a stupid challenge anyway, just.. just do it.” He stuttered gently and ran his hands through his curls before setting his hands to prop him up properly. Your fingers were quick to dance around the hem of his boxers, looking up at the ginger as you took out his length. Your eyes widened, you shouldn’t be in shock as you and Kyle have done things before, but they aren’t wrong about what they say about tall skinny nerdy boys.. they’re big. He looked to the side before side eyeing you and clearing his throat. “You stare a lot.” You quickly look up at him blushing “S-sorry sometimes it still shocks me..” he groaned and placed his hand on the back of your neck gently, rubbing his thumb on your skin “shut up” his hand found its way to your cheek, holding the side of your face to bend down to place a kiss to your lips, his member twitching in your hands. He was always so gentle.

Stan marsh:

-.. he’s trying so desperately to not fail. He wants to show you he can go without that stuff. But god does he fail so quickly. Stan never wants you to think he only wants you for sex, never. But he can’t help himself when you look so cute sitting on his lap while he plays games. Your arms wrapped around his neck, legs on either side of his waist while your head snuggles into the crook of his neck.

-he holds it out for so long but it all comes crashing down on him when you’re wiggling in his lap, nibbling on his ear while he try’s to keep quiet and focus on his game with Kyle.

“Baby, you’re moving too much..” he mutes his mic for a moment before going back to his game, while one hand was on his keyboard walking around the game he was playing His other hand rubbed your back. Your eyes peered up at him, smiling softly “sorry” you whispered. You laid your head back down on his shoulder, thighs softly squeezing either side of legs, your arms wrapped around his neck and played with the back of his hair. It wasn’t long before you moved again your clothed heat against his crotch making him clear his throat. It was when you whispered that he knew you wanted something. “..I’m trying not to fail..” you let out a soft huff and poured visibly “you wouldn’t even fail for me?” You gave him your best puppy dog eyes causing him to lean back in his chair a bit “baby c’mon don’t say that.. you’re gonna make me feel bad..” you let out a soft laugh at his comment and watch him go back to focusing on his match. You thought for a moment.. “we don’t have to do anything I just wanna, feel you.” His eyes immediately snapped back to you, staring at each other until he was lifting you up so you slightly hovered over him, his hands quickly unzipping his pants and pulling them down as well as his boxers so his member was freely revealed, you were quick to push your pj shorts and panties to the side to sink down on him. Stan lets out a low groan, his two hands gripping onto your waist “relax baby” his lips find the corner of yours before reaching back for his keyboard and mouse and letting you bounce on him.

Kenny McCormick:

-fails without FAILURE MF IS FAILING THE MINUTE HE GETS A HOLD OF YOU OR EVEN HEARS YOU SPEAK. HE’S DONE FOR.

-everyone laughs at him because they can’t understand how someone can be so fucking horny, but they know Kenny would never participate and if he did he’d be failing the minute it his 12 am November 1st. That’s not what exactly happened but it did happy two days after. You had him staying over at your place and when your ass rubbed against him whilst you both laid down in your bed.. he was immediately taking your pants off, lips latched to your neck and thrusting into you like he was so desperate for it.

“Kennyyy” Kenny’s smile grew wider as he watched you tiredly walk over to him your arms open, eyes half closed and standing in his black slightly ripped tshirt. He smiled wide to show his missing tooth further in. His arms opened wider, letting you fall into his chest and move enough so your back was against him, ass comfortably sat against his crotch. He was quick to pause for a moment, looking at your bedroom door and looking back at the back of your head. His elbow propped him up so his eyes stared down at half your face. “What cha doing” kenny spoke in a soft playful tone. You cocked a brow slowly moving your head enough to look at him fully “laying down? What are you doing?” Not much of a verbal answer was needed when you could feel his member growing against you. “Kenny. You’re not even four days in and you’re gonna fail?” You question giving him a jokingly disappointed look. He looked shocked, but played along with you “how dare you think I Kenny McCormick would participate in such a challenge, that’s just not me” he looked at you again, chuckling. “Besides.. I can’t help myself when you’re pressed against me.” His hand slid between your legs pulling you much closer, fingers sliding under your pj pants and panties. “Mmm.. feeling up for it babe” you only shook your head playfully and lifted your bottom half a bit so he had room to pull down your clothing, revealing your puffy heat. He was quick to do the same quickly pushing himself inside and biting your shoulder. “Think it would be funny if you told the guys I was able to last through the challenge.” “Oh my god shut up and start moving”

Eric Cartman:

-surprisingly he does fairly well. Like actually super well out of all of them, he’s the one the can last most likely to the very end. It may be just be to spite Kyle, or to show him he can do things better then him.. but still he holds off for quite a while.

-if I’m being honest I don’t think he fails at all. Though he’ll beg you to show him things just to settle him, though you always refuse because he’d still be failing by looking at your naked.

“Just one peak” you sigh and look up at him, the movie in the background now paused “Eric if you ask me one more fucking time, you are seeing my boobs and that’s final” he looks back relatively shocked but rolls his eyes “jeez, someone’s got a stick up their ass. It’s not a fail if I just see them” “ERIC” he puts his hands in the air in defence and leans back into the couch “alright alright god damn, chill out woman” you cross your arms and look back to the movie to unpause it, you’re now about half way through when Cartman puts his arm around your waist, fingers dancing under it and on your skin “so like I don’t get to see like at all? Not even for a second?” “ERIC FUCKING CARTMAN NO”

[lucysarah-c]

Hi! Happy new years eve ✨🥂 hope you had an awesome 2023 and all my best wishes and blessings for 2024 🫶🏼

Now, I can’t get this idea out of my head. Levi adopting a kitten with his girl. I always thought of Levi like a cat person, idk he just seem to fit on it. And as a cat person myself I would love to read something about it.

I can imagine him thinking is a bad idea but then he cant go anywhere in the house without the kitty 🫶🏼 so adorable I guess

Ahhh happy new year!! Thank you for all your well wishes and sending them back to you! I'm sorry it took me this long to write this for you sweetie! T-T so sorry

It started in the least expected way. Levi and his group of friends had been trying to find new ways to spend time together in their difficult adult lives. They wanted to revisit certain activities they used to enjoy in their glory college days and bond a little. You, of course, didn’t complain. If Levi decided to go camping with his friends or hiking on any weekend, it was also a chance for you to hang out with your friends at home, maybe watch a movie he doesn’t like, and have a “me” afternoon. It was all positive until Levi began to notice something during their hangouts.

Dogs.

All of them, particularly Mike and Erwin, had their own respective big, fluffy, loyal-to-death dogs that they would take with them on hikes, jogs, or even camping trips. You could see from the look in your boyfriend's eyes that he was envious. The only reason you and Levi hadn’t adopted any pets before wasn’t because of you in particular. You grew up with pets, loved them, and felt that the house was missing something without a fluffy companion. And don’t get me wrong, Levi had always had a soft spot for animals. But, in his own words, “As a kid, my family could never afford one… and Kenny hated them so.”

When you two moved in together, he didn’t want any pets due to "too much hair, too much mess, and too much money spent on the vet." But now, you could see in his eyes that he desired one, especially when they took pictures with his friends' dogs, and Levi hardly ever took pictures himself. Sooner or later, you brought up the idea, and he seemed excited. You quickly guessed that he wasn’t going to be the one to suggest it since perhaps his pride stopped him from admitting that now all the previous reasons he had given you to say no weren’t that important.

One lazy Saturday, you were walking past the doors of a shelter. Both of you admitted that if you were going to get a pet, it would be a rescue, giving the chance for an animal to live the American dream (two adults with good salaries, a pretty house, and no kids) after someone had made them believe they were trash. Both of you talked to the receptionist, who said that soon she would walk both of you to the dog’s department to choose. But when the guide came back and you were ready to go in and check out the puppies with your boyfriend, he was nowhere to be found.

Quickly, you followed the sound of people talking, and there he was, talking to a vet at the cat’s side of the shelter. The vet seemed to be deeply engrossed in conversation with him as you reached his side.

“Lev? Love, they are waiting to show us the dogs,” you called to him before smiling softly at the vet, acknowledging their presence.

“Oh, I was just telling him that she never gets close to anyone, not even to us. It was almost magical seeing her trying to reach out to him,” the vet said, and you quickly concluded it was the cat that was rubbing the top of her head against the front of her cage, trying to reach Levi.

“Aww, poor thing,” you said as you bent down slightly to have a better look at her face and perhaps give the cat some love through the small space of the bars. But the cat quickly moved away from your touch and softly hissed.

It hurt you, despite knowing that all cats have their temperament, until the vet spoke again, “Oh, she has always been a little grumpy; she’s not a fan of people.”

Levi also bent down to the cat's level, and he seemed to be the chosen one because the cat was continuously bumping her head against the cage, seeking more love from him. “Well, that makes two of us,” he commented, admitting his antisocial tendencies.

“When we found her, we thought she was feral because of the damage from living on the streets and her attitude, but we found she was chipped. We contacted the owner, but he said that since she couldn’t have more kittens, they left her in the streets,” both of you slightly raised to look at the shelter’s owner with heartbroken faces. “She’s been here for a while, but nobody wants her because she’s old, grumpy, and because of all the pregnancies she had, she has FIV, which is an expensive treatment an-”

“I’m taking her,” Levi interrupted the vet without a second thought, and you were about to comment that the plan was to get a dog, nothing against taking the little cat.

“Are you sure? It’s a lot of responsibility, and she’s rather old,” the vet warned.

“I’m sure. What do I have to do to take her home?” Levi replied with confidence.

That’s how Chai Tea, or just Chai, came into your life. She was a grumpy old lady, but you two loved her to death, especially Levi. She seemed to be a golden brownish Persian, which made sense given her breeding history, but one of her ears was damaged from living on the streets, giving her a permanently angry face. The first sign of her enjoying being a spoiled princess was during her first visit to the vet after her adoption, when the instructions were to reduce her food rations because she was already a bit too chubby.

“Shhh, don’t listen to the vet. You’re perfect,” you heard Levi whispering as he rocked her in his arms in the kitchen. “Here, have some ham.”

She was obsessed with him, and he was obsessed with her. Did Levi complain about the hair? A lot, but at least he took the effort to vacuum and brush her himself. In his own words, “If I can make her life worth it for even a little bit at the end of it, then I’ll do it.”

It was endearing to receive a text message from Levi saying "On my way home," and then witness the little fluffy ball rushing down the hallway with her short legs once you tell her "Chai! Daddy is coming home!"

It was incredibly cute how she would meow all the way to the front door, occasionally looking back at you to make sure both of you were going to greet him.

It’s rather funny how he went to a shelter to get a big dog for his "bro's" adventures and came back with a cat that demanded to be picked up and rocked in his arms while he prepared dinner. Even funnier is how he accepted it. Now your camera phone is full of pictures and videos of Levi humming lullabies, sleeping with a cat on top of him, or holding her up in the air so she can hunt a moth.

A little bit jealous? Perhaps. Sometimes, Levi seems more eager to greet the fluffy cat when he gets home than he is to greet you. But being able to give an elderly cat a second chance was a better experience than anything else.

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[nexysworld]

Summary: While away on a business trip, your hybrid boyfriend decides to surprise you upon your return home. Pairing: Hybrid!Leon x Fem!Reader Tags: NSFW, MDNI, Smut, use of sex toys, pussy eating, hybrid smut

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A/N: I dedicate this one shot to Kenny @dollfacefantasy. She's the best, you should check out her writing, without her inspiration this one shot wouldn't have been possible. Love you Kenken!!

Honorable mentions to @explorevenus, @kaitkatme, and @gigabyte-flare for supporting my work and being awesome too! Also @ghostkennedy and @tosuckmyweenis <3

For the longest time a hybrid hadn’t been something you considered getting, but recently having to relocate for work, you found yourself often feeling lonely hauled up in your apartment each night. Toying with the idea of a traditional pet, it just didn’t seem like the exact type of companionship you were looking for –  you needed something more. The concept of a hybrid was just so strange to you though, they were sentient, capable of nearly all things people were, but spliced with animals to aid in things like companionship and work. 

There’d been a lot of back and forth in the media between whether or not hybrids were ethical to begin with in addition to if adopting them was even morally correct as well. It was something you hadn’t put much thought into until you stumbled into the local shelter one day, peering around. 

The best way to describe it was like a jail– if each cell was its own little apartment. The cement walls and flooring, along with the barred doors were very reminiscent of a traditional shelter, but inside each room were individual hybrids with their own little decorated room. As you walked by, most ran up to you, tails wagging, excitement written on their face as they shouted greetings at you. 

Puppy hybrids with their tails wagging like helicopters, cats with their ears twitching eyes narrowing as you passed them – even bunnies bouncing up and down at the prospect of an owner. As adorable as it was, none of them really caught your eye, at least not enough to commit to taking home. 

Close to the end of the fluorescently lit hallway, you found what you almost thought was an empty kennel until your eye caught the glimpse of someone sitting in the corner. He was unlike anything you’d ever seen before, sky blue eyes, a face framed by fluffy blonde hair. The bomber jacket he wore suited him so well. “Leon, huh?” You asked, after peering over at the informational plaque on the wall. 

The sound of your voice caught his attention as he shot you a weak smile in return. “Uh yeah, that’s me alright.” “I like that name.” Glancing back over to the plaque you could see that he previously worked for the government, was well behaved, and was good at adapting. “Leon, how would you feel about coming home with me?” His cool demeanor didn’t change, but you could see the shocked written on his face, there only for a second before his iced it back over with his neutral expression. “Are you for real?” “Of course I am, why wouldn’t I be?”

Hesitantly, he made his way over to the bars that separated you two, tilting his head to the side he looked you up and down processing for a moment. Finally a smirk came over his plush lips. “If you’re sure, I’d be happy to keep you company.” 

***************

That was three years ago. 

Since then Leon had become more than a close companion to you. His corny jokes and dry sense of humor lived rent free in your head any moment you were away from home. Loneliness was a thing of the past when you could curl up with him on the couch and fall asleep to the ambient sound of the tv playing in the background.  Leon had opened himself up to you as well, explaining that unlike most hybrids he wasn’t born this way. Several years back he had to escape from a place called Raccoon City after a massive bio disaster occurred – you’d never even heard of that place before, but the seriousness in his voice had silenced any questions or lingering doubt. After said incident, was when he was forced into a government program, trained to be a federal agent. Once his contract was over with, he could no longer return to a regular human-lived life, the shelter was the only other option.  His story made your heart ache, but you settled on being content with the idea of finally being able to provide him with a happy home filled with love and relaxation.

At some point, not that you could remember when exactly, your relationship had changed. There was an unspoken tension that neither of you dared act on, until it built and built into a volcanic level eruption between you. One bad day at work was all it took for him to have you bent over the couch, rutting into your wet folds with abandon as you cried his name out, desperately clawing at the furniture beneath you. Suffice it to say, Leon became your companion in more ways than one. 

***************

The moment the front door swung open you nearly tackled him to the ground in a hug. “God I’ve missed you, Lee.” “Missed you too baby.” He said with a chuckle, wrapping you into a tight hug. It’d only been a week, but that business trip had lasted far too long in your opinion. The only saving grace was you managed to get back to town just in time for your official one year anniversary of dating.

Finally letting go of him, you stood back and gasped once you really got a good look at him. “Lee where’s your–?” He cut off your question with a deep kiss, pulling away before pressing another to your cheek. “Shhh baby, no questions yet. Not when I have a present for you.” 

You wanted to protest but the excitement in his eyes prevented you from doing anything but following him down the hall, now laced with pink and red flower petals, to the bedroom. Excitement flurried around your stomach as you barely contained your giddiness. 

The bedroom was dimly lit and the scents of lavender and vanilla wafted into your nose, the bedding had been swapped out for a satiny red set. In the dead center was a heart shaped box, a huge bow on the top. 

Leon stepped out of the way so you could move forward. “Go on, open it.” 

Hesitantly you pulled one end of the ribbon undoing the bow, carefully pulling the lid off. By now you could feel Leon’s hot breath on your neck as his hands came up around you, cupping your breasts through your shirt. “Faster baby, I wanna see you get to the good part.”

“Ok, ok!” You exclaimed shuddering under his touch, wetness already forming a spot in your panties. Parting the tissue paper inside the box, there it was an ivory colored dildo. Confusion hit you first as you gently picked it up. It looked exactly like Leon’s, from the thick shaft even down to the shape of the balls, decorative swirls and designs were carved into it, giving it a ribbed texture. The material wasn’t something you recognized initially, as the outward coating made it feel like glass, until it hit you. “Leon… is this?” “Sure is.” He replied nuzzling into your neck again, sucking a bruise into the skin. The feeling of his whiskers always sent delightful tingles down your spine. “Didn’t want you to have to miss me while you’re away anymore.” 

“But your tusks?” “They grow back.” He said nonchalantly, turning you to face him. “What do you think? I carved it myself.” “Lee, it’s beautiful…god I can’t wait to try it out.” “Why wait?” A devious smirk came to his lips as he pushed you back onto the bed. “Wanna see you enjoy your present.” Leaning on top of you he brought his lips to yours one more time before sitting up to yank your bottoms down, pulling your panties along with them. 

He wasted no time in yanking you towards him, legs tossed over his shoulders as he dove into you like it was the first meal he’s had since you’d been away – lapping a line through your soaked folds. The thick whiskers tickled at your thighs, making you squirm against his flattened tongue, the mix of pleasure and tingles making you whine. “There we go baby, so wet and ready.”  He pressed a teasing kiss to your clit before pulling back just enough to reach over and grab the tusky dildo from you clenched hand. He held it against your folds, running it up and down, swirling the tip over your clit making you jolt as firecrackers of pleasure sparked from your core to your fingertips. 

He slid it into your hole slowly, careful to not hurt you and to allow you to feel each ribbed indentation before it was bottomed out to the base. “That’s it baby, that’s my good girl.” He cooed, pumping it in and out of your hot little pussy setting a rhythmic pace. He marveled at the way your back arched and head tossed back before he returned to lapping his tongue over your clit, in tandem with the movement of the present in his hand.  The overwhelming sense of pleasure coupled with your neediness for him made you grasp at his blonde locks to ground yourself. Toes curling with the oncoming orgasm that was so close, you choked out a cry, tight walls clenching around the porcelain coated tusk buried in you. It was a sensation like no other, and soon the pressure that built up exploded – white splotches filled your vision and your legs shook as pleasure consumed you in waves. Little aftershocks tickled along your skin, nerves a livewire.

He left the toy inside of you as he began to kiss his way up, first your thighs then your hip, before planning a kiss to your tummy. This time the feeling of his whiskers pulling a giggle out of you between panted attempts at returning your breathing to normal. Stopping for a moment only at your chest, he gripped your shirt that he’d pushed up before lapping at one pebbled nipple, sucking it gently into his mouth.

He pulled off with a pop capturing your lips once more in a tender kiss. “Happy anniversary baby.”  “Happy anniversary.” You replied, bringing your thumb up to rub over the spot where his tusks had been shaved down. The skin surrounding the ivory mounds was soft, leaving only the flattened discs of where his tusks used to be. Leaning up you gave him a kiss on his flattened nose. “My handsome little Walrus.”

[kylelovskii]

Hello!! I really like your writing i was wondering if i could have a dom!kyle smut!?!?? I need some sub reader😸😸 Its okay if you ignore it :>

yes ofc!!

thank you for requesting!

i made this a little nasty if you don’t mind

a little bully!kyle if you will and innocent!reader

tw!! bj, degrading pet names (bitch, dumb bitch), degradation, slight handjob, hair pulling, slapping

i don’t care

you were getting a few books from the library to read over the summer, then you felt your head get jerked back by your hair.

"ow..who-" you started before you looked up. it was kyle. "oh, hii! what’re you doing at the library?" you giggled, ignoring the fact he had a firm grip on your hair, and the fact it was starting to hurt.

kyle had an angry look on his face. the kind of look you got when you did something he didn’t like. "what? did i do something?"

"yeah, actually, you did. the fuck were you doing all touchy feely with kenny yesterday, huh?" he barked, tugging your head back more. you squeaked in pain. "he just needed my help..he said, 'if you ever give a boy a.." you trailed off, thinking of what he called it, "..a boner….you should always help'. then he taught me what to do, that’s all. i just wanted t’be nice," you mumbled, giving kyle a pitiful look with your puppy eyes.

kyle mentally cursed himself. "fuckin' bastard..look, if anybody other than me tells you that, you tell them: 'kyle said i can’t do that', you hear me?" he ordered, putting a finger in your face.

you smiled and nodded. kyle let go of your hair and you turned to him, holding up a book. "do you want a book, ky? we could read together over break," you asked, giving him your signature sweet smile.

"no. i don’t do any of that reading shit. come with me." kyle grabbed your hand and led you to the back of the library towards the restrooms. he opened the bathroom door labeled for both men and women. luckily, it was just a one person, so he could lock the door without any suspicion.

"what are we doing? i wanna read my books," you pouted when kyle shoved you into the door. "i don’t care. you did something i didn’t like, and you need to be punished so you can learn."

"but i didn’t know!" you whined. then you felt a sharp sting on your cheek. kyle slapped you. "i said, i don’t care. take it or i won’t talk to you for a week."

kyle knew how to get you all upset and vulnerable. not like you weren’t vulnerable, you were just always very naive, eager to please anyone.

you lived and breathed kyle. if he wouldn’t use you, then who else would? if you weren’t good for him, how could you be good for kenny, or anyone for that matter?

"okay, i’m sorry. can i have a kiss? on the cheek? you hurt me."

god, had you ever been punished a day in your life?

"no. this is a punishment, you’re not gonna get what you want," he answered. you sighed in defeat. "now, you’re gonna show me what kenny taught you, alright?"

"alright..i need you to sit, though," you explained, pointing to the toilet.

kyle stepped over to the toilet, sitting down and manspreading. you situated yourself on your knees between his legs.

looked at him expectingly, but he looked at you like you were stupid. "well, go on."

you started to tug down his basketball shorts, then neatly placed them on the floor.

"he said to do this first.." you started palming him through his boxers. "oh, god dammit-" kyle said quickly, tossing his head back.

"mm..i don’t remember everything he said, so i might not do that well. m'sorry," you told him, not looking at him. you kissed his bulge then took off his boxers. kyle sighed and looked down at you, your face innocent and oblivious to what you were really doing.

"no..no, it’s okay. you’re doing good," he reassured. you took kyle in your small hand, your thumb moving over his tip.

as much as kyle hated admitting it, kenny taught you well. then again, he was a chick magnet. fucked a girl at least every night. of course he knew his shit.

you started moving your hand up and down a little slow. your hand was soft, you felt perfect. kyle could cum right then and there.

you were going so slow. "go faster," kyle demanded. "but this is what-" kyle cut you off, "i don’t give a shit. go faster."

you barely even sped up. you were starting to piss him off. "god, dumb bitch," kyle muttered to himself before grabbing you by the hair and shoving his cock in your mouth.

you cried. "shut up!" kyle whispered, "shut up and fuckin' take it, bitch."

you choked and sputtered as kyle fucked up into your mouth. you felt that weird feeling down there that you get when you do this kind of stuff with kyle. maybe he’d 'take care of you', as he put it.

"god, i fuckin' love your mouth, baby. you always take me so well." kyle grabbed a fist full of your hair and shoved your face all the way down till your nose touched his tummy.

"motherfucker," he grunted out, raising you back up a bit. he could hear you struggling, but he felt too good to care.

you forced yourself up off him and said, "ky- gotta breathe, can’t breathe." kyle rolled his eyes while you caught your breath, then when he decided you were finished, he shoved you right back down.

"m'gonna cum in your mouth, 'kay? be good and take it. keep goin'" kyle told you. you nodded on his cock. kyle pressed his foot on your clothed cunt, and when you moaned around him, release washed over him.

"god- shit- motherfucker!"

you felt that familiar salty taste spurt down your throat. thick and warm.

kyle pulled you off him, leaning his head back and panting. then there was a knock on the door.

"(y/n)? you haven’t checked out your books yet, honey."

it was the librarian. the two of you were super close. you were a little book worm, so you were always in the library with her, creating everlasting friendship.

"yes! i’ll be right out, promise!" you replied to her, standing up and hurrying to the mirror, smoothing down your hair so it didn’t look like you were just manhandled.

"okay, dear. i’ll be at my desk," she said, then you heard her footsteps deafen.

"that was a close one, huh?" kyle said, already dressed again. "aren’t you gonna take care of me? i got that weird feeling again," you asked kyle. he laughed.

"are you stupid? that was a punishment. gosh, man, you don’t listen. i told you: you aren’t gonna get what you want," kyle explained. again.

"now let’s go check out your stupid books."

[authorluvgxbby]

Looking At Me

Prompt: Tokyo Revengers boys caught you staring at them 

Genre: fluff, sickly romantic?

Warnings: None except for y/n being a slight pervert in Mitsuya’s part sorry not sorry

Characters Includes: Mikey, Draken, Chifuyu, Baji, Mitsuya

A/N: heyyy luvs, I’m back in the saddle lol. Just wanted to share some 3 AM thoughts that I had wrote up! I’m considering making more parts of this cuz this had me running LAPS 🫠, feel free to tell me what you think! Also, thank you all so much for the appreciation of my posts, you all are the best, enjoy!

Parts:

Part 1    Part 2 

“And then ken-chin was like-hey, y/n, are you listening to me?” Mikey asks, tilting his head up to look at you as he adjusts his position from where he layed in your lap. Silence was your only response as you continued to gaze at him with nothing but love. Gently, he reaches a hand to your face, delivering feathery touches to your cheek. You hummed at his soft gesture, placing your hand over his own. “Sorry. Wasn’t paying attention.” You breathe out, snapping out of your love-sick daze. Pouting, he’s quick to sit up and turn his full attention to you, “What? The whole time?” You couldn’t help but giggle at his puppy-like nature. “You were just so cute, I couldn’t help myself Mikey,” you confessed, smiling as your boyfriend’s cheeks sprouted red at your sudden confession. He’s quick to bury his flushed face into the crook of your neck, pulling you into a messy hug that causes the both of you to topple back down on the couch with him on top of you. “Why do you have to be so cute all the time?” he whines, burrowing his face deeper into you as you laugh at your boyfriend’s soft nature.

Draken grunts softly as he straightens his posture after three long hours of tinkering with the bike he had been working on. “Hey babe, could you pass me that wrench from the toolbox over there?” he groans, stretching out once more from his hunched-over position. When he doesn’t hear your usual “yes baby” or “ok kenny” he turns over to where you were seated at on the stool that wasn’t too far from where he was working, only to be met with your fixated orbs on him. You were hunched over with your elbows propped on your knees and hands holding your face. Raising a brow, he walks over to you and gently pinches your cheek, “Angel?” Feeling the soft tug on the side of your face, you snap back to reality, and are met with your boyfriend’s questioning gaze. “Hm? Yes?,” you asked, straightening yourself up as you looked at the blonde’s questioning gaze. “How long have you been staring like that?” he asks, tugging your arms to pull you up into a strong embrace. You grin, resting your head against his firm chest. “Is it wrong for me to admire my hard-working boyfriend?” you hum, grin growing wider as you listen to the sudden rapid heartbeat of your tall lover. Clearing his throat, he tightens his grip on your waist. “N-not at all, I was just worried s’all,” he mutters.

“Thanks, come again soon!” Chifuyu chimes from behind the counter as he waves off another customer of the pet shop. Sighing, he turns his attention to you, where you sat on a chair, cross-legged with mischievous, narrowed eyes. He slightly jolts at your sudden trained gaze on him. “y-y/n?” he calls out, snapping you out of your trance. You smile sweetly at the sound of your name being called from the dark-haired male. “Yes, love?” “How long have you been staring at me like that?” he asks, relaxing his temporary tense muscles as he makes his way over to where you were sitting, gently brushing a strand of hair from your face. “Not long enough,” you smirk, throwing him a wink. Chifuyu gawks before quickly covering his now reddened ears at your remark. “Baby!” he groans. You couldn’t help but laugh as you watched the warmth spread from the tips of his ears to across his face. “I love you~,” you coo, blowing him a kiss. You certainly would be the death of him.

You sigh, as you continue to observe Baji from afar as he talks with the other division captains of Toman. You sat fully on Baji’s bike, leaning over the front of the bike with elbows propped on either side of the bars as you held your face up to admire your long-haired lover. You could never get over the fact of how handsome Baji looked with his hair out, of course with the complement of his gang uniform as well. You couldn’t help but grin like an idiot as you let your mind wander in your thoughts as to how in the world you got so lucky to be with someone as sweet as Baji. Despite his violent nature when he is in fights, he never fails to be as gentle and caring towards you. Even when you first met him, he had been nothing but a gentleman to you. “Hey…y/n?” a waving hand enters your field of vision hearing the familiar voice of Mitsuya, you slightly jolt up from your dazed state as you turn your head to the side to face a smirking Mitsuya. “You’re so obvious, why not just take a picture of him? It would last longer.”  he snickers. You glare at him, landing a hard smack to his arm. “I’m her boyfriend, she doesn’t need a picture if I’m around her all the time.” Chimes the familiar, aggressive voice you knew all too well. Before you know it, a warm hand is tugging at your chin, turning your head to face none other than your boyfriend. “Don’t worry babe, you can stare at me whenever you feel like it,” he smirks, gently thumbing over your plump lips. 

Mitsuya always looked so sexy when he was concentrating on his work, but the price for the nice view was such a mighty one. It was such a shame that he seemed to pay more attention to pieces of fabric than you. Huffing, you couldn’t help but glare daggers at the flimsy inanimate objects that Mitsuya had been toying with on the model mannequin for the past few hours, not even realizing that you have been eyeing him the whole time. You even had the chance to admire his butt from where you sat, not that you were complaining, but it was frustrating when you weren’t being acknowledged by your workaholic lover. Unconsciously, a slightly high-pitched whine reverberates from your throat, snapping Mitsuya out of his focused zone, turning his full attention to you. Smiling he calmly walks over to you, reaching a hand to cup your pouting face, “Yes, honey?” he coos, the nickname causing butterflies to flutter your stomach. “You’ve been neglecting me Takashi, I bet you haven’t even noticed me at all” you cry out, earning a chuckle from the calm male. Leaning over you, he uses his other hand to hold himself up using the amrest of the chair, while the hand he had on your cheek wanders under your chin, tilting your head up as he inches his face closer to your own, giving you a better look of his handsome features. His gaze flickers back and forth from your mouth to your eyes, slowly leaning in next to the side of your growing crimson face, breath fanning against your ear, “Oh, my love, you mean how you’ve been staring at me the whole time?” he asks in a husky tone.

[corporatefrog]

꒦‧₊ ꒷ HEADCANNONS: Kenny, Kyle, Stan, and Butters saving you as superheroes/villains when you're in danger! ✧.*

✧.* tags: college au, superhero au ✧.* Characters: kenny mccormick, kyle broflovski, stan marsh, butters scotch a/n: another amazing anon request! i always love the suggestions and they lead to such fun scenarios (and ways to zone out during class lol)

masterlist

Kenny/Mysterion: 

Literally the scene from the beginning of Megamind where they’re in the observatory

Except he bursts in and saves you 

You were just trying to get footage of mysterion’s press conference then suddenly you’re tied up in the storage unit- sorry, the LAIR OF CHAOS

(he gets sad when you don’t call it that)

“Ah mysterion! It is I, your greatest foe-”

“I wouldn’t say greatest”

“Professor chaos- wait what?”

“I’m just saying I've literally fought cthulhu. He’s probably the greatest”

“Well, Cthulhu was an eldritch horror ! He doesn't count!”

“Yes he does”

“No he doesn't!”

“Yes he does!”

“No he doesn't-”

“Guys I really got to piss, can we speed this up?”

Mysterion shows up a few minutes later but you don’t get ‘rescued’ for another 30 minutes because him and chaos kept arguing

He walks you home and says he’ll always be there to save you

But you know the same thing is going to happen next week

Kyle/Human Kite

You were at the park with kyle to visit the pet adoption fair being held by the south park animal shelter

But Professor Chaos had other plans. 

Suddenly all of the animals were let out of their pens and were running through the park 

It was the most adorable stampede to ever exist

You turned to tell ky that you guys had to help but he was gone?

The text he sent: “allergic to cats. Sorry.”

BRO WHAT??

You get absolutely DOG PILED

By actual dogs. 

Chaos is evilly laughing while blowing a dog whistle while General Disarray points laser pointers at people’s feet 

You were ready to give into your death by puppy

But you’re pulled out from the dog heap by human kite! 

He flies??? Over to chaos and slaps the dog whistle out of his hands and starts lecturing him

You almost feel bad for the guy

But then again, there are cats running up trees and dogs running into the street so animal safety comes first

You help them take care of the animals 

(and definitely end up adopting a furry friend :) )

Stan/Toolshed

Professor chaos has stuck you in a small cell surrounded by glass with a 2 hour timer ticking down towards an unknown demise

Usually it wouldn’t have been an issue for tool to grab a sledge hammer and take care of it 

But the cell was made of impact proof glass 

That didn’t stop Toolshed from trying to break through the glass for 30 minutes while professor chaos monologues from a tv screen in the corner

“HAHHAA! I bet you’re wondering how I managed to trap-”

WOMP

“You won’t be breaking through that glass anytime-”

WOMP

“H-Hey! Let me at least get through my-”

WOMP

“WELL GOSH DARN IT LET ME DO MY SPEECH FIRST!”

And the only way to unlock it was to complete an escape room and find a key

But professor chaos seems to have forgotten that stan loves complex board games

And what is an escape room if not a complex solo board game? 

“You need to use the cipher from the map to decode the encyclopedia for the safe code!” 

“Oh yeah, I’ll definitely do that. If I were an idiot.”

“Okay now you’re just being mean” 

“It’s obvious that the map cipher is used for the chess board to give you the steps for the dance dance revolution machine!”

“...yeah totally. I definitely knew that’s how it works.”

He has you out in like 5 minutes 

And you make a mental note to never play Settlers of Katan with him. 

Butters/Professor Chaos

The freedom pals kidnapped you to try and get information out of you since you act as tech help for chaos

Well it was really just the coon

“I thought that kidnapping was a villain thing”

“Yeah because when a superhero does it, it’s taking a villain into custody”

“I really don’t see the logic there”

“WELL YOU DONT HAVE TO SO SHUT UP”

“I thought you wanted me to talk?”

“AHHHHH”

Really you were just giving cartman shit for a few hours

Until the basement suddenly fills with smoke!

Professor Chaos threw smoke bombs into a small enclosed basement (not a good idea-)

You both barely manage to get out while coughing through the smoke

But you do it!!

Yippie!! 

Chaos insists on getting you ice cream as an apology for getting wrapped up in everything

“I mean, if I had to deal with that dickwad everyday, I’d want to cause chaos to piss him off too. I only was there for an hour and i never want to see him smile again” 

You just became the coolest person ever to him

[curtsbigspoon]

HEADCANON: Ken’s got crushes on EVERYBODY, because you know, he works on their planes all the time, knows them like the back of his hand, and all the guys know that he’s down bad for pretty much every flyboy, so they heap affection on him. They all love their ground crew chief with all their hearts.

OH MY GOD YES! YOU GET IT!

He's honestly like a little wife to all of them, you know. He doesn't get to go on any of the missions but he's always waiting when they get back, immediately at their side, ready to fix their ships to make sure they're safe for the next one.

It's hard for him to see all the men he's got a crush on coming back injured, or missing, or-

Well, he tries not to think on it, tries to be grateful for those he still has.

They worship him, ruffling his hair, swinging their arm around him, pulling him to them. Sometimes the groups will hoist him up if he's done something particularly impressive or tough. He'll beam, flushing from all the attention, from all the contact.

He's like a little puppy dog, following them around when they're out on base, hoping they'll come visit him, tail practically wagging the moment he spots company.

He gets bashful when they compliment his efforts, knowing it's because he tries his best, but still unable to handle people calling him out on his worth because it gets him so flustered.

They have pet names for him, a lot of the boys will be like: "Oh where's my sweetheart?" "Where's my little Kenny?" "C'mere darlin, did you miss me?" Etc etc

It's meant to just be playful, but it has a real reaction on him. He thinks about it when he goes to sleep, feels how his cheeks warm, already planning out what he'll say in return the next time someone says something like that to him. "Honey, welcome home!" The idea of saying that has him pressing his cheek into his pillow, picturing one of the soldiers leaning down, sweeping him up into his arms like a bride.

He groans from the thought, hating himself for how hot it makes him feel inside his clothes, and then-

Anyways, you get the idea!

[angel-gone-south]

Hiiiiiii

If you haven't done it before could you please write Jimmy Valmer x trans ftm reader and Clyde Donavan x trans ftm reader who likes makeup and more "fem" things but gets picked on for it (separate) I found ur blog today and I love it you write so well! So sorry if this is a odd prompt I've just never seen this done and it personally would be relatable for me

🖌(I haven't requested before but I want to so yeah)

Stan's Gang, Butters, Craig's Gang, Scott, Damien, Pip, Gregory and The Mole x FTM!Reader who's pretty feminine! (High School)

I'll do better than that.... (THIS IS SO MUCH.)

cw: slurs, minor transphobia, emeto, cig

【☆】★【☆】

Stan Marsh

ssssoo... who cares

legit he doesn't get why you get picked on

huh??? you look pretty, what?

or handsome. whatever you like

i feel like his bisexual ass would have a crisis over you actually

would probably get nauseated at the thought of you but

we all know what that means with stan

would love if you sat on his lap and did his hair, nails, and makeup like you do yours

just 'cause he thinks it would be cool if you matched.

Kyle Broflovski

calls you "they" at first because he doesn't like to assume

pc principal drilled that shit in his head fr

screams at cartman when he gets your pronouns wrong

does his research

gives you his hoodies for dysphoric days

because let's be honest he's so much taller than you are

his mom loves you actually

she takes the two of you to the mall

he would probably ask you out eventually

Kenny McCormick

WOAH MAMA

people make fun of you?

but you're SOOOO HOT?!

constant. flirting.

"heyyyy.... you look great.... but you'd look better in my arms ;]"

he's so fucking dumb

you invite him over though and do little fashion shows for him

karen LOVES you, he brings her around a lot

touchy too... "can i have a hug, princey, please??" and he's all pouty if you say no...

Eric Cartman

so what are you

calls you a little faggot 'cause he thinks you're cis.

flustered if you flirt with him

very sexually confused at this point

bullies you but not a lot

it's more friendly than anything

will REFUSE if accused though

"with HIM?! no. absolutely not" and then kyle...

"you used his proper pronouns, cartman, good job!" "SHUT UP KAHL"

Leopold "Butters" Stotch/Marjorine Stotch

oh my goodness, you're so cute

makes puppy love eyes at you

is startled when you come up to them

blushes so hard at the thought of you

if transfem, you can bet marj is asking you ALL the questions

fashion advice, makeup, everything

loves when you give her little makeovers

loves to do the same to you

you guys snuggle a lot. bullied kid solidarity

Craig Tucker

woah. cool

the asian girls think you're a male magical girl protag

they love to draw you with the two yaoi icons

one of them tripped you and you landed on craig

it was their fuel for weeks

craig blushes every time he reads a fanfic they write

he's kinda annoyed at it

you bond over that though

spend hours giggling together at the stupid shit

Tweek Tweak

oh god he's ripping his hair out over here

absolutely head over heels i'll bet

screams when you talk to him

eventually though you guys sit in a kinda comfortable silence

lets you leave lipstick marks all over his face

doesn't wash them off until he gets a picture

it turns out shaky sooo...

"d-do it a-again!... p-please."

you take the picture that time

Clyde Donovan

cartoonish eye bulge, jaw drop, heart popping out, train whistle. the works

screams to the school that he's bi

immediately asks you out

"please please pleaaaaseeee"

you say yes just to get him off your back

but you end up having a great time

he takes you to a cozy drive in and tells you you don't have to dress nice

he likes you anyway

now THAT flustered you.

Jimmy Valmer

"m-m-my my, y-y-you m-m-must be f-from my pantry, 'c-cause you a-are a snack."

god he tells you how gorgeous you are every day

like. he hangs around you so much

he roasts the shit out of transphobes too

"eric, a-at least th-they look p-p-pretty. y-y-you can't even m-manage that."

and then you high five

you guys watch cartoons together

he's actually a great cuddler.

especially when you're dysphoric or on your period. his oversized tees >>>>

Tolkien Black

"okay? i don't see you as any less of a man."

genuinely supportive

adores spending time with you!

you guys watch a lot of old sitcoms

and pick them apart by microagressions

it's fun for you but it annoys anyone you're with

not that he cares.

if you're picked on in front of him he sics wendy on whoever

'cause i KNOW she hangs with y'all too

Scott Malkinson

"huh??" he doesn't really understand, he just thinks you're so pretty

you guys hang out

but also you do old people things

going to the country kitchen buffet and watching the news

boring shit

but it's so fun for him because you're there

loves how femme you present

still genders you correctly because, quote "it's not that hard?"

his mom squeals over the two of you i can feel it

Phillip "Pip" Pirrup

you're both pretty outcast

so you hang around quite a bit

he always compliments you

consistently reminding others of your pronouns (not that anyone pays attention to him :[)

but he totally goes shopping with you

he loves when you try outfits on for him

or pick out clothes for him

just loves you.

please please tell him he means something to you

Damien Thorn

glares. but less so at you and more at the people who pick on you

tells them to mind their fucking business or get got

and he follows through, you know he would

fire and demons and all

you'd have to calm him down

he would be really warm so you snuggle with him on period days

personal heating pad

lets you do his makeup and complains (secretly very pleased. he's even shown his father)

his father ADORES you by the way. he has claimed your soul for hell when you die.

Gregory (of the Yardale Variety)

calls you a fair maiden at first but switches up so easy

"oh, my apologies, my handsome sire~"

always staring at you and musing

"ah. you remind me of something"

and then quotes a cheesey love poem

or like "i have crossed oceans of time to find you. braham stoker"

puts that shit in his social bios and everyone rolls their fucking eyes

basically proposes when asking you on a date with a huge bouquet

you're immensely flustered and he's all on his knees. "please, my prince"

Christophe "Ze Mole" DeLorne

he does NOT perceive gender actually

but tell him your pronouns 'cause he will just refer to you as 'it'

eventually warms up to you. compliments your outfits

you try to give him a bath and he hisses like a cat

his mother hates you

she thinks you're trying to "turn her son gay"

he hates her though so out of spite he gets really close with you

eventually beats the shit out of your bullies with a shovel. smokes his cigarettes after and goes "what?" covered in blood

[pinkrifle]

Hello wonderful person!! I’m not sure if your requests are open, if not, just save this for when they are. Could you write hc’s for the main 4 + butters (or just one person if that’s too much) with a Canadian reader? (Except they don’t look like the Canadians in south park, maybe they were born in America but grew up in Canada, or were just adopted or something 💀) And at some point they nonchalantly bring up being Canadian and the group is so confused because they somehow had no clue (even though the reader fits practically all the stereotypes; too nice, says eh, watches hockey religiously, etc.) Just kinda what the aftermath of that would be? This actually happened to me a while ago and I’m still flabbergasted bc idk how my American friends didn’t know I was Canadian 😭 (they now refuse to call me anything other than ‘canuck’, maybe you could incorporate that) Ok this request is getting kinda long so I’ll let you do the rest, have a great day! :)

have no fear! i love long requests, it gives me more to work with ^^ also i’m srry if this isn’t how you wanted it to be i dnt know much about canada and stuffs 🫶 also i’m so sorry this is short, i kinda didn’t know where to go with this <3

— butters + main 4 finding our reader’s canadian!!

cws/tw’s: none

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— Kyle B !

was 100% not surprised, he probably knew it before you even thought abour telling him

but he is a little more confused when you tell him

i mean, you do fit the traits, nice, your a severe hockey lover.. but you don’t look canadian? 🤨

but his brother is canadian too, so whenever you come over he always brings ike to you!!

he hates when ppl try to take advantage of you for your kindness, it’s just a perk of being canadian!

“WAIT YOUR.. CANADIAN?? i mean. uh. your canadian? 😙 my brothers canadian!! maybe you guys know eachother…. wanna come over later?!”

— Stan M !

another one who suspected you were Canadian, surprisingly. but didn’t really mention it.

would 100% watch hockey games with you when you hang out even tho he doesn’t know wtf to do in hockey 😭 he jus loves his friends

loves the way your so nice, it makes him feel amazing!! definitely a nice replacement for cartman (kyle agrees, 100000%)

when you go over to his house, your always so nice to shelly even though shes a little bit of an ass, to you and to her turd brother.

his ass loves that maple syurp snow thing and makes it everytime you come over!!!!!!!!! (with ice instead of snow, if y’all don’t feel like going outside)

“CALLED IT. i so called it.. so.. do you know how to make that maple syurp snow thing or not?.. 👀 oh uh my fave hockey team,,uhhh the yankees?—”

(clueless man. i love clueless man.)

— Eric C !

100% ripped on you before you told him. but rips on you even more when you tell him 😈 black air forces energy

pretends to be scared of you when you come over to them in the bus stop, and clings to kyle.

then he realizes kyle is also “part canadian” because of his brother (even tho he’s adopted 💀)

he gives you puppy dog eyes and a weak apology a few hours later. you accept &lt;3

he definitely takes advantage of your kindness, but hes really grateful for it since you don’t beat his ass every 4 seconds because of his recklessness

“WHA? EWWW!! FUCKJG CANADIAN 👻 KAHLL HELP ME!! oh— WAIT UOU FRICKIN JEW CANADIAN!! GET OFF OF ME >:(”

“i’m sowwywyy🥺 sowwwyyy 🥺🥺 so sorrryyy ���� can we be friends again i like canada 🥺🥺 (has a piece of paper with the canada flag on it taped on his shirt)”

— Kenny M !

dirty jokes, doesn’t matter what gender u are 😟.

doesn’t really care what you are, kinda just wants to hang out with you regardless. loves how your super nice too, and super caring when he dies :((( feels bad when he wakes up but he’s glad you don’t remember (surprisingly)

(also forgets your canadian like 2 hours later you tell him, forgive him 💔)

likes watching hockey with you, gets into it just cause of u!! also enjoys that maple syurp snow thing as much as stan, him and stan make it all the damn time!!

“cana-ussy huhuhuhu.. oh yeah. good for you! me and stan uhh we like those maple syrup candy things :3 i think you’ve heard that enough from stan tho.”

— Butters S !

very excited when you tell him!! wants to know ALL about canada and bugs you for days.

you guys are both super duper nice, and he always feels so warm around you knowing you actually care about him &lt;3

doesn’t care that your canadian, but he does find it cool as hell!! tries to like hockey, but it’s too confusing for him ,,,

puts a small picture of the canadian flag in his room and shows it to you when you come over (it’s so precious)

he tells his parents all about canada, whatever you tell him!! they don’t find it interesting but who gives a damn, they suck

“O HAMBURGERS, that’s amazing! how come you didn’t tell me sooner?! do you like hockey? what part of canada are you from? wh—” literally asks 100 questions, but you love ur bestie

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once again i’m so sorry this is so short :( i didn’t know how to interpret it, but i hope you do like it!

[midwestmade29]

Missing Someone 💔

We doing sadness and angst for Valentine’s Day this year 😂

Word count: 1,325 Divider by: @firefly-graphics

Disclaimers: drinking, intoxication, divorce. Read at your own discretion.

During a difficult time, Hangman sought his solace in you...

The vibrations coming from the nightstand brought you out of your slumber as your phone rattled against the wood. You rubbed the sleep from your eyes before rolling over and seeing a familiar name light up on the screen. Adam. Not that long ago, seeing his name made your stomach flutter and made you smile like a kid on Christmas morning. His voice always had a charm to it that drew you in every single time. Now it made your heart ache. You knew he wasn’t trying to use you. You knew that he wasn’t trying to hurt you on purpose, but ever since the first time you let Adam into your bed, he got used to the pain relief it offered. You didn’t press the issue because you knew this was something both of you needed. You’re also a big girl and could put a stop to all these late-night phone calls and drunken visits, but you just can’t bring yourself to do it. It hurt like hell when he left every morning when he sobered up, but you knew he would be back and the two of you would start this cycle all over again another night.

When you first met Adam, you felt an instant attraction to him! He was smart, funny, kind and incredibly handsome. He had a smile that made you go weak in the knees every time he flashed it. You were upset when you discovered he was married, but you respected it and never tried to be anything more than friends with him. All your interactions were friendly and fun, very rarely anything serious. There was hardly a time when you were alone together, often finding yourselves surrounded by friends and coworkers. Most of the time you spent together was backstage at Dynamite, sometimes eating together when a group of people went to dinner after a show, or in an airport before both of you went your separate ways.

There was never any indication that Adam and his wife were having problems with their marriage because he always seemed happy when he talked about her. The night he told you they were getting a divorce really shocked you! The look of defeat and sadness that covered his face broke your heart as he explained what had happened between them. For a while he walked around like a lost puppy unsure what to do or where to go.

As the months went on, you tried your best to be there for Adam whenever he needed someone to talk to. The Young Bucks and Kenny Omega were there for him too, but he usually gravitated to you more. Everything changed between the two of you after you got a phone call from a concerned Matt Jackson late one night after Dynamite, “Hey, Y/N. I’m sorry to bother you but…it’s Adam,” Your heart sank into your stomach while you waited for him to continue. “He drunk dialed me and refused to tell me where he is. I would go get him, but I have no idea where to even begin! I wasn’t sure if he told you anything earlier tonight or if you know of anyone that went with him?”

You thought long and hard over the brief conversation you had with Adam earlier in the day and you remembered him mention a bar that him and his wife used to go to whenever she would travel with him. That has to be where he’s at! “Actually, I think I know where he is. I can give you the name of it so you can look up the directions,” You offered Matt. There was a long pause, and you weren’t sure if you had lost the call or not, “Matt? Are you still there?” “Uh yeah, sorry. Actually, I was hoping that you could go and talk to him? Maybe bring him back to his hotel room? I have a feeling he’s not going to listen to me tonight and he seems to always be up for talking with you. Sorry for dumping this all this on you,” Matt explained. You agreed to go and check on Adam and Matt thanked you about a dozen times for your willingness to help. When you arrived at the bar you looked all around for Adam, but you didn’t see him anywhere. You walked up to the bar and asked the bartender if he had seen anyone that matched his description only to have him roll his eyes and point in the direction of a hallway where the bathrooms were located. “Great,” you thought to yourself as you made your way through the crowded bar.

When you rounded the corner, Adam was sitting on the floor with his back against the wall with a double shot of whiskey in his hands. “Adam?” you asked softly, trying not to scare him. He didn’t hear you the first time, so you crouched down in front of him and said it again, “Adam? Are you okay?” His eyes shot up when he finally recognized your voice and your heart shattered when you saw how red they were. “Ha-have you been crying?” you asked. Adam closed his eyes when he knew he had been found out and began to sob. “Sh-she left me Y/N! Where did I go wrong? What is wrong with me?” he asked rhetorically. You knew he wasn’t in his right mind considering how much alcohol he had likely consumed, but the pain he felt was 100% real. Tears started to well in your eyes the more he carried on about his wife and their divorce, the people coming and going to the bathrooms kept staring at both of you as they passed by. “Hey, it’s okay. There’s nothing wrong with you Adam. Let me help you stand up and I'll get you back to the hotel. I think you could use some water and some sleep,” you murmured as you extended your hand to him. Adam surprised you when he grabbed hold of your hand right away. You placed his arm around your shoulders and wrapped your arm around his waist to help steady him on the walk to your rental car and into the elevator after you got to the hotel. You took his room key out of his wallet but before you could help him inside, he walked past you and stumbled over his own feet causing him to fall to the floor. “Oh my gosh, are you okay?!” you asked as you rushed over to him. Adam leaned on his elbow and threw his head back in laughter, making you join in the longer he carried on. “Okay cowboy let’s get you in bed now.” After getting Adam settled in bed, you were just about to walk out the door when he called out for you, “Y/N, stay. Please stay with me,” The softness and vulnerability in his voice stopped you in your tracks and when he told you he needed you, that sealed the deal. You took your shoes off and slid into bed next to Adam making to sure to keep your distance, only to have him pull you closer to him. You tried to protest but he only held onto you tighter, begging you not to move, “Don’t leave me, Y/N! Don’t leave me…” His voice trailed off as he passed out from the alcohol and exhaustion. While you knew all of this was happening because of his drunken state, you couldn’t help but to relax and revel in the feeling of his arms wrapped around you. Now that he was finally asleep, the anguish was gone from his face. The slow rise and fall of his chest and the sound of his soft snores lulled you to sleep. It was the first night of many to come that were spent like this, you wrapped in his arms as he tried to fill the void his wife left.

[1moreoffkeyanthem]

Begging for you to talk about OJV Stans and Marj’s friendship. Mari coming out to Stan first and whenever she is having a meltdown him always zooming to find Kenny or Kyle is so wholesome. I always head cannon that Stan would view Marj like a little sister so your interpretation of their friendship makes me so happy. I would love to hear more facts/head cannns about them :3

Oh my god first of all HELL YES OJV Marj and Stan, their friendship slays so hard and I love that you’re asking abt it!

One of the things about OJV Stan is that he IS the Dad Friend. By which I mean he’s extremely protective but also unequipped for actual crises, and is prone to inadvertently indulging in shenanigans. The way this extends to Marj? Lemme get goin.

So when she came out to him, bro was CONFUSED like “uhhhh why am I the first person you’re talking about this with? Why not, I dunno, Kenny or something” like Stan fully isnt the person to go to for advice but he IS the person to confide in (plus he gives really good hugs if u need them) and he actually cried when her answer was “I just felt like I could trust you is all” this sweet boy, if he doesn’t know what to do in a situation he’s GONNA find someone who will, so he went “what about talking to Kyle? He might know more about this than me?” And she read him for absolute filth lmao all “well speakin of, that’s why I came to you. You have your own little secret that you’ve been scared to bring up, dontcha” AGDGJKLH

Nah but seriously, their friendship is so wholesome, she frequently scolds Stan for indulging Kenny’s recklessness, he’s out here like “dude Marj that’s a pyramid scheme don’t fuck with that shit” (she winds up running it lmfao) and may not always be the most observant person, but he knows his friends and ALWAYS recognizes the signs of Marj starting to shut down, and she knows that. She says the word and Stan is finding her someone with the emotional tools to help. I also like to think that Stan COULD be one of those people. OrangeJuiceVerse Stan Marsh is actually very emotionally intelligent, but he isn’t confident enough in that to think he has any room to help others. It’s the same reason that later down the line he wrestles with taking on a sponsee.

A more fun note: in that first year of college, the trio of Marj Stan and Cartman are THE musical theatre gang. I’m talking they are DESTROYING karaoke. I don’t know why I have this headcanon but I do and I love it. Another is that when Stan gets in trouble with her he gets so guilty for disappointing her lmfao like out here looking like a sad puppy all “I’m sorry Marj Ken and I thought hanging off the roof was the best way to get the top piece of his sculpture attached” smh “don’t tell Kyle” “don’t tell me what?” Lmao

And Stan is SUPER protective of anyone in his group, plus he’s kind of a social justice warrior lol he isn’t confrontational as Kyle and Cartman are but he’s GONNA go “hey dude that’s not cool” call someone out for being a dick and he’s intimidating when he gets mad! Like OJV Stan is a BIG BOY he’s a gentle giant for sure but fuck with someone he loves and suddenly the golden retriever boy is SCARY. karaoke trio nights someone says something transphobic and he is there all “the fuck did you just say to her?” Now Marj and Stan are both the ‘muscle’ of their group. Both are tall and strong and could definitely fuck someone up. They don’t, but they could. Both are pretty gentle in nature which is super sweet, but they could do some damage if they had to. They’re a slay duo tbh

That’s what I got rn dude, thank u for the ask I love the OJV homies!!!

[kinkandkreep]

❤︎ 𝑲𝒆𝒏 "𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒏" 𝑹𝒚𝒖𝒈𝒖𝒋𝒊 𝒙 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌!𝑭𝒆𝒎!𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

❤︎ "__" 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒

Over the course of your marriage, which is still relatively new, Draken has developed a tendency to ignore you when you address him by any name other than a select few. 

Because he knows it’s force of habit for you, he may on occasion answer when you call out “Draken,” though he’s always sure to remind you that he doesn’t prefer it when you call him that. 

He always answers to his given name, loving the way “Ken” sounds dripping from between your lips, especially during those breathless moments the two of you share in bed. 

But, even still, that’s not the name he most prefers to hear you utter. 

“Kenny the Pooh?”

Ah, there it is.

A small smile curling his mouth upward, Ken turns to greet you as you enter your home, a “welcome back baby” poised on his lips. 

Ken pauses, however, brows furrowing deeply upon seeing the wiggling bundle you’re holding in your coat. 

“__...please tell me that’s not what I think it is.”

You’re silent for several moments, still wrestling with the bundle and pointedly avoiding Ken’s skeptical gaze. 

“Weeeelll…that depends on what you think it is.”

“__-”

“Ok yes, issa pup!” Right on cue, the wiggling pauses and a small, furry brown head peeks up from your coat collar. 

Ken sighs, lightly pinching the bridge of his nose to stave off his impending headache.

“__, what on Earth are we going to do with a pup?”

You give him an incredulous look. 

“What you mean “what we gone do”? We gone keep ‘im and we gone love ‘im, duh.”

Ken sighs again, louder and more exasperated this time. 

He’s no stranger to entertaining shenanigans (thank Manjiro for that) but he’s never had to care for a stray other than himself before, especially not one of the canine persuasion. 

“Do you know how to care for a dog? And are you aware of the responsibility that’s associated with something like that?”

You nod enthusiastically. “Yes! I had a pup when I was a little girl. She was my best friend in the whole world. The hole she left in my heart when she died was too big a gap for any other dog to fill for a long time, but now I think I’m ready to try again.”

Your smile is wistful and sad, until your gaze flicks down to the little puppy teething on your fingers. Your smile becomes much brighter and larger as you watch the tiny thing, and Ken knows immediately that he no longer has the heart to deny you this. 

Not that he ever really did in the first place but shush. 

“Ok, fine. We’ll keep it. But the brunt of the responsibility will lie firmly on your shoulders. You know I don’t have much time to devote to caring for a dog what with running the shop.”

“Oh I know. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of everything. And besides, you’ll love this little guy in no time. I already do.” 

Ken shakes his head, chuckling quietly before turning back to the sink. 

It turns out, you were right. Little time has elapsed before Ken and the aptly named Coco are thick as thieves. The steadily growing pup is shaping up to be quite well behaved, with a naturally even temperament. He’s also very intelligent, even somewhat helping you and Ken around the house and shop respectively. 

“So, you glad I brought Coco home or what?”

Your eyes silently dare the blonde man to say anything negative, seeing as he’s currently got Coco cradled in one of his arms, the other hand holding a toy for the pup to try and capture. 

Pausing mid coo, Ken fondly rolls his eyes, smiling as he absentmindedly shakes the toy. 

“Yeah yeah, I’m glad. Happy?”

“Very,” you reply, leaning in for a quick smooch.

                    .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

“Kenny the Pooh! My dear Kenny the Pooh!”

Ken, who was previously working on one of the bikes in the shop, immediately drops his tools, apologizing quietly at the loud sound which disturbs the resting Coco. 

“Yes my love, what do you want?”

You, who had just made it to the bottom step, fold your arms across your chest haughtily. 

“Hmph, why do you just assume I want something?”

“Because the last time you called me by that name, we all of sudden were responsible for an extra life.” He throws a pointed sidelong glance at Coco, whose ears perk up but who otherwise doesn’t move. 

“Not that you mind all that much apparently. He even gets to chill in the shop while you work. I don’t even get to do that!”

“That’s because you don’t know how to behave down here. You wanna touch everything and ask me a million questions. I love you, but it’s distracting.” 

Unable to refute Ken’s words, and now feeling a little bad, you make your way over to him, gently massaging his shoulders and resting your head on top of his with a sigh. 

“Well, I’m sorry I find what my man does so interesting. And I suppose you’re saying Coco is better behaved than me?”

“Quite.”

You scoff, playfully smacking your husband’s shaved head, chuckling along with him. 

You continue massaging Ken’s shoulders as he works for a bit, until Coco begins to grow fidgety. 

“I think he needs outside. C’mere Coco!”

The pup quickly makes his way over to you, lifting up on his hind legs and pawing at your thigh. 

Cooing at how cute he is, you pick him up, lifting one of his little paws and waving it back and forth at Ken. 

“Tell Daddy you’ll see him later.” 

Almost seeming to understand your words, Coco barks happily once. You give him a little scritch behind the ears and a “good boy,” turning to say something to Ken before you depart, when what you see has you stopping in your tracks. 

Your husband is flushed red from the tips of his ears down to his cheeks and all down his neck. It’s a little alarming, and you’ve half a mind to ask him if he’s alright before he begins speaking. 

“Daddy, huh?”

You blink once, twice, before a wicked smirk curls your lips upward. 

“Yes, daddy. Is something wrong?” Smirk now gone, you blink innocently up at him, guffawing internally at his reaction to such an absentminded thing on your part. 

Ken doesn’t respond for some moments, before turning back to what he was doing. 

“When you’re done tending to Coco, come back down here. I’ve got something I’d like to show you.”

“Mmhm, and that would be?”

“Oh nothing special. I just wanted to show you how much easier it is to see the intricate parts of a motorcycle when you’re bent over it.”

Now it’s your turn to be flustered, and Ken’s smoldering gaze sure isn’t helping.

Turning, you hurry to do as instructed, murmuring a “yes daddy” before you depart, a none-the-wiser Coco in tow. 

 

Later on~

__: Ay, quite hoggin’ my dog.

Ken: Our dog, excuse you. 

ᵃ/ⁿ: ᵗʰᵉˢᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ʲᵘˢᵗ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ˢⁿⁱᵖᵖᵉᵗˢ ᵒᶠ ᶜᵘᵗᵉ (ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵒᵐᵉʷʰᵃᵗ ˢᵖⁱᶜʸ) ᵐᵒᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ ⁱ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ᵘᵖ ʷⁱᵗ ᵒˡᵉ ᵏᵉⁿⁿʸ ᵏⁱⁿˢ. ⁱ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ʸ'ᵃˡˡ ᵉⁿʲᵒʸᵉᵈ! ⁱ'ˡˡ ᵈᵉᶠⁱⁿⁱᵗᵉˡʸ ᵇᵉ ᵖᵒˢᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵗʰᵉˢᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵘᵗᵘʳᵉ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵒᶠ ᶜᵒᵘʳˢᵉ, ᵉᵛᵉⁿᵗᵘᵃˡˡʸ ᶠᵘˡˡ ˢᵗᵒʳⁱᵉˢ ᶠᵗ. ᵏᵉⁿ. ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵉᵃⁿᵗⁱᵐᵉ, ˡᵉᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʸ'ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉˢᵉ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᶜʰᵉᶜᵏ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵐʸ ᵗʳ ᵐⁱⁿⁱ ᵐᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡⁱˢᵗ. ʳᵉᵠᵘᵉˢᵗˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵒᵖᵉⁿ! 

[mmoondrop]

HIIIII !!! uhhhhhhh you can call me moon , kenny , goober , or any of my kins :3

i use he / it / pup pronouns

im a trans dude!!

im a furry

im a selfshipper :0

im a fictionkin :3

here r my kins:

moon (tsams)

moondrop (canon fnaf)

angel dust (hazbin hotel)

lucky (2010 pound puppies)

streber (spooky month)

alfred alfer (alfred's playhouse)

uhhh yeah sourcemates plz interact i need u guys 🙏🙏

sourcemates im specifically for r sun (tsams preferably but canon fnaf is alr too) , earth (tsams), husk (hazbin), kevin (spooky month), cookie (pound puppies), and phat dawg (alfred's playhouse)

im also a german shepard therian !

not comfortable sharing my age but im a minor

okay DNI list time >:3

DNI : TERFS, racists , transphobes, homophobes, antikin, anti xenogenders/neopronouns , anti agere/petre, anti furry , pedos , harry potter fans , pro contact (harmful) paraphiles , anti selfship

[sailoreuterpe]

Non-Romantic Song Recommendations

familial/platonic- the lyrics are relatively generic; family or friends

child love- perspective of a child to a guardian

grandchild love- perspective of a grandchild to a grandparent

parental love- perspective of a guardian to a child

sibling love- perspective of a sibling to a sibling

lyrics can tweak platonic- the lyrics are explicitly romantic in nature but can become generic with tweaking

romantic video- the official music video is explicitly romantic in nature; lyric music videos are usually less romantic

(This is my favorite familial/platonic song) Tracy Chapman (familial/platonic): The Promise - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p-nqzwIvnZ0

Andrew Gold: Thank You for Being a Friend (familial/platonic)

Andy Grammer: Don't Give Up on Me (lyrics can tweak platonic)

A Great Big World: I Will Always Be There (familial/platonic)

Al Kasha, Joel Hirschhorn, Michael Lloyd: Love Survives (familial/platonic)

Alison Krauss: Baby Mine (parental love)

Alison Krauss: When You Say Nothing at All (familial/platonic)

Anthony Gonzalez: Proud Corazon (child love)

Avicii: Hey Brother (sibling love)

Ben E. King: Stand By Me (familial/platonic)

Bette Midler: Wind Beneath my Wings (child love, familial/platonic)

Bill Withers: Lean on Me (familial/platonic)

Billy Joel: Just the Way You Are (lyrics can tweak platonic)

Billy Joel: Lullabye (Goodnight, My Angel) (parental love)

Boyz 2 Men: Mama (child love)

Brendan Shine: A Mother's Love's a Blessing (child love)

Celtic Woman: Danny Boy (sibling love)

Christina Perri: A Thousand Years (romantic video, lyrics can tweak platonic)

Crosby, Stills, and Nash: Teach Your Children (child love, parental love)

Cyndi Lauper: True Colors (familial/platonic)

Dan Fogelberg: Leader of the Band (child love)

Diamond Rio: One More Day (familial/platonic)

Diana Ross: If We Hold On Together (familial/platonic)

Dionne Warwick: That's What Friends are For (familial/platonic)

Donna Lewis: At the Beginning (romantic video, lyrics can tweak platonic)

Gabriella Flores, Gael Garcia Bernal: Remember Me (child love, parental love)

Imagine Dragons: I Bet My Life (child love)

Jim Croce: I'll Have to Say I Love You in a Song (lyrics can tweak platonic)

Jim Croce: Time in a Bottle (parental love)

Josh Groban: You Raise Me Up (familial/platonic)

Katy Perry: Unconditionally (romantic video, familial/platonic)

Kenny Loggins: Return to Pooh Corner (parental love)

Lionel Richie: Angel (familial/platonic)

Luther Vandross: Dance with My Father (child love)

Marvin Gaye, Tammi Terrell: Ain’t No Mountain High Enough (lyrics can tweak platonic)

Mary Chapin Carpenter: Grow Old Along with Me (lyrics can tweak platonic)

Melissa Wasserman: Twenty Two (sibling love)

Miranda Lambert: Over You (familial/platonic)

Miranda Lambert: The House That Built Me (child love)

OK Go: I Won't Let You Down (familial/platonic)

Phil Collins: You'll Be in My Heart (parental love)

Phillip Phillips: Gone Gone Gone (familial/platonic)

Phillip Phillips: Home (familial/platonic)

Porter Robinson: Shelter (child love)

Queen: You’re My Best Friend (familial/platonic)

Rachel Platten: Better Place (familial/platonic)

Rachel Platten: Stand by You (familial/platonic)

Randy Newman: You've Got a Friend in Me (familial/platonic)

Regina Spektor: The Call (familial/platonic)

Rod Stewart: Forever Young (parental love)

Sarah Mclachlan: I Will Remember You (romantic video, lyrics can tweak platonic)

Savage Garden: I Knew I Loved You (romantic video, lyrics can tweak platonic)

Shania Twain: Forever and Always (romantic video, lyrics can tweak platonic)

Sick Puppies: All the Same (romantic video, lyrics can tweak platonic)

Sting: Fields of Gold (lyrics can tweak platonic)

Swedish House Mafia: Don't You Worry Child (child love, parental love)

Taylor Swift: marjorie (grandchild love)

Taylor Swift: Safe and Sound (familial/platonic)

Vienna Teng: Lullaby for a Stormy Night (parental love)

Will Smith: Just the Two of Us (parental love)

[legoiscrying]

Happy Birthday, Eric Cartman

A small Kenman piece I wrote for his birthday 🤲

Note: I made them middle school here but ages don't affect the story at all soooo enjoy

***

  Eric sighed quietly as he rolled over, now facing the wall. After gazing at the ceiling for the past thirty minutes, he already realized that he's not going to get much sleep tonight. How much easier it would be if he could just lay and instantly fall asleep as it always happens. But it was an unlucky night for him right before his birthday.

  He was...Moderately excited. I mean, which middle school kid wouldn't be excited for his birthday, right? Maybe some depressed dude or a lame hippie wouldn't, but Eric hated those guys anyways. He's not a little child anymore tho, so he won't jump of his bed right at 7 AM in the morning, but he was pretty excited for the gifts his mother was preparing for him and also the usual party he was hosting.

  2:30 AM already, and Eric's still wide awake. He's never getting it right before his birthday. Now he just lies and mumbles something to himself. The weather is shitty, so he can clearly hear the wind noise even through the closed window. Well, at least it's better than lying in a complete silence...Cartman thinks so until something hits his window.

Something hits his window. Suddenly all the wind noises before don't sound like wind noises anymore, because someone is clearly moving outside. God. Eric won't admit it, but he's scared. Of course he's scared, this whole situation looks like a cliche horror movie plot. The 2 AM, the window, the noises...And the next step should be dead Eric Cartman. Then a tragic morning discovery, then his crying mother at the funeral, and then...Wait, no, this isn't going to be like that. He was actually about to call his mother, but then the killer would kill him instantly or what's much worse would think he's a pussy. He can't let that happen! If someone dares to try to kill Eric Cartman at night, they should face the consequences without any mercy.

  Holding a pair of scissors in his hands, Eric was hesitant to open the curtains. That was until he heard the familiar voice through the window.

"Psst, Cartman, open your window!" the voice says.

"Kenny? My fucking God," now Eric more confidently opens the curtains and looks down - it is Kenny! Kenny Mccormick, looking at him with "open the window" puppy eyes. Somehow Eric does just that, and in a few seconds his friend is already in his room. "What are you doing here? I'm trying to get some fucking sleep."

"But you aren't sleeping. Phew, I thought I'd have to wake the princess up," Kenny says, giggling.

"Two shits you're gonna wake me up."

But in the end, they both don't look very tired, so Eric decides that he can go with that.

"Running away from home again, Mccormick?" he says mockingly.

"Nuh-uh, just going for a walk," Kenny shrugs and looks away.

"Right. A walk. At 2 AM. Through the entire town. You're such a comedian," Eric says, nearly laughing.

"Shut up. It is a walk. I'm not leaving Karen there, I'm gonna return home by morning and go to school. Just need some...time." Kenny replies, his voice a bit sadder.

"And you decided to walk directly to my house. I swear, if I was actually sleeping and you'd woke me up, I-"

"Chill out dude, I wasn't going to wake you up, I was just stopping there and thought maybe you wasn't sleeping, and I was right!" Kenny smiles victoriously.

"Uh-huh, and that's why you decided to throw something," Kenny replies with "a stick" and giggles. "a fucking stick at my window!"

"That's just a small detail," he chuckles.

"And what do you want anyways?" Cartman asks. "It's not like we can do any of the cool stuff right now when my mom is asleep. It doesn't mean that I don't want to wake up my mom, it's just-" and he begins his five minute rant about his mom and about how tired and annoyed he is.

Kenny listens through entire thing without saying a word of interruption and with a curious expression on his face. After Eric finishes, he speaks. "Actually, I came to wish you a happy birthday."

A few second silence. This, at almost 3 AM, seriously?

"Huh. You know I haven't invited anyone to my birthday yet, right?" Eric says, confused.

"Yep."

"And you know I might not invite you, right?"

"You'd be a bitch then, but yeah".

Cartman just pokes him instead of a usual "Hey!", and Kenny starts giggling again.

"So...You remembered?" Eric asks curiously.

"About your birthday? Yes," Kenny replies, visibly confused. "Jesus man, why are you so weird about it?" he laughs.

Well, not a lot of people seem to remember without me reminding them!

"You are weird, Kenny. You showed up to my house at 2 AM to wish me happy birthday."

"I just had to do it first!" Kenny says and starts laughing again.

  The situation quickly became much more lovely than it was at the beginning. It surely feels nice and weird at the same time: nice to have someone who cares so genuinely, weird to not have a need to force them to care. With all of that, Eric seems to feel...Happy?

"You know Kenny, you aren't so bad of a guy after all."