#THATS WHAT THE DOG WAS FOR LMAO??????????????????

[sunny-ssunset]

Pretty In Pink!

Yandere South Park x Girly! Fem! Reader! Headcanons!

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♡I'M BACK! I'm so sorry for my little break, my confidence is back on track now and I'll be out with new chapters for both Pretty in pink and Choose your soulmate 💖

TW: Kenny being Kenny lmao

TAGLIST: @wowowpx @the-official-memester

Y/n showers Kenny!

Fluff with a little bit of spice!

♡It was the first time Kenny came over to your house

♡Its obvious he was enamoured by everything you owned

♡How big your living room was

♡How you had an entire floor for a bedroom

♡It was clear your parents spoilt you

♡I mean how could they not?

♡You are the epitome of perfection

♡How kind of you to allow someone like him to go to your house

♡Now you had only really invited him over for one thing

♡To give Kenny a makeover!

♡"Kenny darling... Can I give you a makeover?" Y/n looked up at him with her big puppy dog eyes, How could he say no to that?

♡He was confused at first but you explained he had true himbo potential

♡Kenny sat on your sink counter as you ran him a bath, picking up random shower products and asking what they are

♡You picked up the pink bubble bath and added TONS.

♡Thats just the popular girl way to do it!

♡You told Kenny you wouldn't watch him get undressed and into the bath but you couldnt help but take a little peek 😉

♡Once he got in, Kenny was covered by the bubbles so you couldnt really see much of him

♡You pulled out the cherry flavoured shampoo and rubbed it into Kenny's blonde locks, He leaned into your touch as you did so

♡He insisted you do it because he wasn't used to this stuff and he didn't know what he was doing

♡But really he just wanted your soft hands all over him

♡Kenny almost fell asleep to the head massage you were giving him but was woken up when you asked him to wash the shampoo out

♡He questioned you when you told him he needs to wash his hair twice but he didnt question it

♡Anything to be touched by you...

♡You then pulled out another product which Kenny obviously questioned to find it was conditioner

♡"Whats that..?" Kenny stared at Y/n blankly "Cherry conditioner baby! Makes your hair fluffy and soft!" Y/n chirped.

♡After yet another head massage, You handed him a strawberry scented shower gel and told him you were gonna go grab a hair dryer

♡After rummaging in your draws you found your hair dryer

♡You were startled by Kenny leaning on the door frame, And god you were right

♡A towel wrapped around his waist and some bubbles still on his skinny frame

♡A small smirk appeared on his face as he noticed you admiring him

♡"Like what you see?" Kenny joked as he walked over to Y/n, a smirk still on his face. Y/n brushed his wet hair out of his face. "I told you you had potential Ken!" Y/n giggled as she tosses the hair dryer on her bed.

Y/n wrapped her hands around Kenny's neck, to which Kenny's hands joined at her waist. "You can be the Ken to my Barbie now!" Y/n chuckled inching her face closer to his. Kenny's hands brushed up and down her back, sending shivers down her spine.

Y/n closed the gap between the two, Kenny almost fainted honestly, HE was kissing Y/n. KENNY was kissing THE Y/n L/n. He had to be dreaming at this point.

Their tongues danced in union, it felt like pure bliss. Only pulling back to catch their breath, Y/n smiled slightly looking down, Then looking at Kenny in pure shock.

Kenny had gotten a *bit* excited, could you blame him? He just made out with the most popular girl in south park. "EW KENNY!" Y/n stepped back, she couldn't help but laugh at the situation. "WHAT!! Can you blame me Y/n? You are gorgeous" Kenny smirked, he wasn't actually that embarrassed suprisingly, to which Y/n rolled her eyes playfully.

Dividers by @k1ssyoursister

[lokh]

me seeing a dog in the film. immediately pausing and looking up doesthedogdie.com

[critter-of-habit]

Okay but where can I adopt oneS

[half-bakedboy]

Number 2 from the 50 cliché tropes and prompts

Your shirt/jumper was in the laundry pile and I couldn't help but steal it

Buck never understood why he had lost so many sweatshirts and button-downs to past girlfriends. Nine times out of ten, they didn't even remotely fit their figure and they were only worn in the comfort of Buck's home anyways. 

Then he started staying over Tommy's house more and more. He'd always come prepared–an overnight bag filled with an extra LAFD shirt, a pair of jeans, a pair of chinos, and two shirts, one with a collar and one without–just in case he needed to rush out in the morning. 

This morning, he isn’t quite as prepared as he wishes he had been. Tommy’s in the shower after sleepily kissing Buck good morning and Buck promised he’d run Hercules–Tommy’s ten-year-old retired racing greyhound–outside before Tommy dropped Buck off at work. Thunder crashes outside and rain pounds on the roof, and Buck didn’t even think to bring a jacket. 

He looks around the bedroom closet, careful not to invade the private space too much, but he doesn’t see anything that might help. He knows there’s an umbrella waiting beside the door, but he’s already shivering from the chill sneaking in through the closed windows and Buck knows he’ll need something to protect his skin. 

Out of the corner of his eye, he sees a pullover laid neatly on top of the laundry pile. It’s similar to his LAFD one, but a lighter blue that matches Tommy’s on-duty uniform. It won’t keep him dry, but it’ll keep him warm and keep the water off of his skin which is all he has time to care about. He snatches it up and shouts to Tommy that he’s taking the dog outside even though he’s not sure he’s heard. 

Before he gets too far, Buck pauses to get the pullover on. The first thing he notices is how much bigger it is on him. He’s not a small guy by any means, and he’s not much smaller than Tommy–at least he thinks–but there’s so much extra fabric that he has to bundle it up at his waist. He can also tell that the back doesn’t stretch taut against his shoulder blades and that the neckline slouches a little in the front. 

It’s strange to wear something so unfit for him, but at the same time, Buck can’t help but feel giddy. He glances at himself in the mirror and feels small, but not in the way he usually does. It doesn’t make him feel inconsequential or overlooked, but like he’s protected and well-loved. It stirs inside of his stomach until the joy begins to bubble in his chest. 

He notices that Tommy’s name is embroidered just over his heart, and he brings his fingers there to trace over the lettering. It takes everything in him not to whisper his name combined with Tommy’s last and he wonders if this was how his old girlfriends felt when they stole his LAFD shirts that had his name brazen on the back. 

Where he expected to be a bit embarrassed at the claiming nature of it all, he can’t help but feel… powerful. Yeah, there’s something powerful about wearing someone else's name, like he’s screaming to the world that Tommy is off-limits because he’s Buck’s. 

He’s Buck’s. 

He’s too busy thinking about what exactly that means for him to hear the bathroom door open and a freshly showered and shaved Tommy emerge. Another figure beside Buck’s reflection startles him but Tommy’s reassuring hands slide around his waist. It’s strange how normal it feels to have strong, long arms wrapped around him and a broad chest waiting to hold him up as he leans back against it. 

“You’re wet,” Buck says, feeling the dampness on Tommy’s unclothed chest. He’s in sweatpants like he’s ready to lounge around for the day, but the bare skin of his upper body is clearly on display where Buck’s body isn’t hiding it. He wants to pull away just so he can take another peek. 

Tommy doesn’t seem to notice nor care that Buck is analyzing them because he’s too busy doing the same. There’s something in his eyes, though, that sends an eruption of warmth to Buck’s face. Tommy tugs at the extra fabric at Buck’s waist like he’s having the same realization as Buck did, and then he slides one hand up Buck’s chest to trace his name. He whispers each letter like a secret into Buck’s ear, piercing eyes never leaving Buck’s in the mirror. 

Buck shivers, pressing back against Tommy and leaning his head back so that it plops on Tommy’s shoulder comfortably. Tommy finishes his name before dragging a finger to the neckline of the pullover and letting it hang there like a weight that keeps Buck grounded.

“You’re wearing my jumper,” Tommy points out like he doesn’t already know. Buck suddenly feels anxious, like he’s made a horrible mistake, and stands back up straight. He turns to look at Tommy as he speaks. 

“Is that okay? I didn’t bring a jacket so I figured—” 

Tommy kisses him before he can finish, and Buck can only hope it becomes a pattern. 

It’s just as soft as their first kiss and every kiss they’ve shared since then, but it grows in passion second by second. Tommy is gripping the fabric at Buck’s waist like he’s deciding whether he wants to pull it over Buck’s head or leave it on his forever. Buck holds his naked shoulders, palms sliding down the hard planes of his chest then his abs, before sliding underneath the waistband of his sweatpants. 

When a cold nose hits his hand, Buck jumps back, out of breath and startled. Hercules is staring up at them like he’s let them have their fun and he’s done waiting to go outside. Tommy swipes at his face as he chuckles and Buck leans down to pat Herc’s head. 

“I’m sorry, Buddy. Am I stealing all of your dad’s attention?” Buck coos, and he can almost hear Tommy’s good-natured eye roll. 

“Well, if Evan here is done distracting me, I’m sure he’d be more than happy to take you outside, huh?” 

“Oh, if Evan is done distracting you? Like you didn’t just walk out of the shower half-naked and damp and looking like you wanted to drop to your kn–” Buck inhales deeply when Tommy glances down then back up and raises his eyebrows. “Alright, I’m out of here. Be right back,” he promises, pressing one last kiss to Tommy’s reddened lips. 

“Mhm,” Tommy hums, watching him start to walk away. 

“Do you want your pullover back?” Buck asks, because he figures that’s what he would’ve wanted to be asked. 

“As far as I’m concerned, it’s yours now.”

It sounds a lot like I’m yours now, but Buck doesn’t dare ask. Instead, he takes Hercules out, ignoring the storm rumbling above him, and strokes his thumb distractingly against Tommy’s name over his heart. He guesses he’s Tommy’s now, too.

(now on ao3)

[taya-ki]

Day one! Found out about the gays just in time...

[adpndrgn]

best boy in my team :)

[epicawesomewin-art2]

how i feel playing pmd

[suffarustuffaru]

hi i made a tier list of how homophobic rezero characters are

hello in the spirit of valentine's day and the very welcoming community here on rezero tumblr i decided to make this with the help of my lovely mutuals.

[benetnvsch]

bungou stray dog

[shutupandtakethepic]

x

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

whyyyyy are dog people so obsessed with their pet taking a shit...

[eyestrain-addict]

I can't wait to see goblin-half-dead lestat in IWTV so I can add an impact text caption that just says "what zero bussy does to a mf"

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[bobzora]

i dont remember if i've ever mentioned my mew mew au lmao. but i drew some of that

[orionshounds]

OC-tober day 4; first design of a current oc!

had to draw Charlie's original design lol (them modern-day is in the back)

Charlie's original story was something I came up with when I was like 10 maybe? Back then they were a girl (I didn't even know the word 'nonbinary'), their original name was Kristy, and, yes, the story was how they ran away to start a country band (my mom listened to a LOT of country cd's in the car...it was a Sherrie Austin song specifically that inspired this story)

they've changed a LOT since then (and for the better), but it's still fun to look back at where they started :)

[kindheartedgummybears]

you wanna know what??

I am

TIRED

of overmasculinized werewolves!!!!

I WANNA SEE A

WEREWOLF

WALKING AROUND IN A CVNTY LITTLE OUTFIT!!! WALKING THE STREETS!!!! DISEMBOWELING CREATURES!!!!

I WANNA SEE WEREWOLVES COVERED IN BLOOD AND GORE WHILE WEARING A SHORT SKIRT AND CROPTOP WITH HELLO KITTY ON IT!!!!

I WANNA SEE A WEREWOLF WALKING AROUND IN COTTAGE AND FAIRY AND PRINCESS CORE OUTFITS!!!!!! WITH A DEAD MANGLED RABBIT IN ITS MOUTH!!!!

AND MAKE THE WEREWOLF

D I S G U S T I N G ! ! !

[skunkes]

No I think u DO have an iwtv face and I distantly recall u uploading selfies with vampire fangs on for halloween or some shit YEARS ago . So THAT with some bright contacts and the bigass beautiful hair u already have nah you'd fit right in you gotta get like. You gotta get to LA you gotta get to hallywod and get on the casting list you gotta be an extra at LEAST. and then find a way to sneak talon on set in your purse like a small dog.

WHAT IM LITERALLY SAYINNGGGGG U UNDERSTAND I could genuinely (0 explanation) have fit into the theatre troupe. I could be an extra. Do u guys need any more of those [turned young and is old as fuck now] bitches I feel we cld write in another one. I could eat a rat in the background I'll be one of the loumand employees and/or victims that gets chased down in dubai actually idgaf twitter do ur thing etc