#intern randy au

[destiny-in-the-universe]

is anyone willing to hear me ramble about one of these ideas later?

your options are;

No One Knows AU

Stank infection

Project Zero (currently working on the google doc)

Jurassic Park/World AU

Intern Randy Verse (currently being worked on- i'm hoping to finish it by next week)

[scifimom13]

Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy, Star Wars Original Trilogy, Saturday Night Live Sketches Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Rey/Ben Solo, Zorii Bliss/Poe Dameron, Finn/Rose Tico Characters: Rey (Star Wars), Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Poe Dameron, Zorii Bliss, Rose Tico, Finn (Star Wars), Leia Organa, Luke Skywalker, Han Solo, Randy the Intern (Undercover Boss: Starkiller Base), Matt the Radar Technician, Kylo Ren Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Teachers, Halloween, Halloween Costumes, Marriage Proposal, Pregnancy, Unexpected Pregnancy, SO MUCH FLUFF, Dry Humping, Secrets, Autumn, Pumpkins, Triplets, the triplets are five years old, ketchup, catsup, mayo - Freeform, mustard, relish, Condiments, snl, No Angst, Engagement, Devoted Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Ben Solo is adorable, Not Beta Read, Mischief, Managed Series: Part 2 of Mischief, Mischief, Mischief Summary:

“You’d be my catsup to my ketchup, though, wouldn’t you, Rey?”

“Yeah, that’s right, catsup. You’re never going to stop teasing me about that,” Rey murmured over her shoulder, shrugging, “It’s what Chewie and Lando always had in the fridge at the garage.”

“To-may-to, to-ma-to.” Ben teased, caught up in the moment, “You didn’t answer the question, Rey.”

[tricoloredillusion]

A junk heap wasn't the expected spot for the vampire, not for a start, anyway, but if anything, that added to make the situation a bit more interesting than she expected at first.

In a way, she could somewhat understand where Rena was coming from. Sometimes the junk of one person was the treasure of another. And in a village like this one, finding entertainment felt difficult, so it was most likely a good escapade to have fun.

The disappearance of the business card had the woman grinning internally, but she acted a little surprised when the young girl went to try and find it again, leaving her alone for the time being.

Not like she had much time to wander off- the piece of newspaper that ended at her feet made her raise an eyebrow, an almost like if destiny wanted her to see this, the mute read through the article before chuckling to herself.

So, there was more to this place than expected at first! And here she thought she wouldn't get anything exciting going on...

Humans getting violent with humans wasn't something new for her, but that something so brutal could happen here, like this.

For when Rena came back, the vampire discarded the newspaper back into the mountains of junk, staring at the girl with a somewhat apologetic gaze and the answer with a soft nod.

Rena nods in return, turning back and beckoning Neo to follow.

“Normally I would save my favorite spot for last, but it happens to be the nearest destination, so let’s start here!”

Within a few minutes they arrive at what appears to be a scrap heap; rusty metal parts, car tires, tossed home appliances, pieces of furniture and other such junk. An unorthodox way to start a tour to be sure, but Rena begins to explain its appeal.

“This might look like just a junk heap at first glance, but there’s more to it than you might think–this is Rena’s treasure hunting spot! There are so many unappreciated valuables lying here waiting for a new home; teddy bears, useful tools–I once even found a life-size statue of Colonel Randy here!”

Suddenly, Rena’s cheer drops, realizing she might have dropped Neo’s business card somewhere along the way; she feels around her pockets in a panic before speaking up.

“Ah, I’m sorry miss Neopolitan, I think I lost your card somewhere! Hauu… Can you wait here please?” Rena begins backtracking the path to look for the lost item.

While Rena is away, the wind blows an old newspaper article up to Neo’s feet, detailing a dismemberment murder in Hinamizawa:

In the 1970’s, the government began plans to build a dam in Hinamizawa which had reached a massive area, and if it were built, it would have resulted in the village being flooded.

The project was contested and sabotaged by the unity of the villagers, defenders of their home who dubbed themselves the Onigafuchi Guardians.

4 years ago in 1979, the project was canceled when the dam construction foreman was murdered. Several people ganged up on him and murdered him; the perpetrators dismembered his corpse with a cleaver knife and each hid a piece.

By the time Neo’s done reading Rena returns, disappointed.

“I couldn’t find it anywhere, I should have been more careful. Hauu, I was really hoping to keep it… But anyway, do you see the appeal of Rena’s treasure hunting spot now, miss Neopolitan? …Do you?”

[keyaho]

As I update everything, again! I wanted to have a map of where things are for those looking/interested!

FOR THE ROMAN REIGNS & RANDY ORTON GWORLS ———— Vevesi is a mafia au in which Joseph and Randy are two of the most powerful figures in the underground world. You can find that AND it’s spin off Mayhem: Next Gen ( HERE ) cowritten with @zillasvilla

That Exclusive Honey is being revamped and the new title is TRIBAL MATCH. It’s an arranged marriage au with Roman Reigns and follows the Anoa’i and Hapeta families as they combine their wealth and warriors to preserve their culture and way of life. It has more of a royal/monarchy type vibes. But things will be explained in the story of course.

FOR THE TERRY RICHMOND GWORLS ———- Operation Valor follows CYPHER a special team created by the military. In the story, they uncover a huge domestic and international scheme to disrupt the state of the USA. ( HERE ) co-written with @zillasvilla

R.E.L.Ls ———— Dom!Terry Richmond has found a new submissive and he puts her through training that pushes boundaries and his own resolve.

Part One

Part Two

I may have a solo Randy Orton story as well. I just have a ton of ideas to sort through.

Plus my random shorter works.

[thlayli-ra]

I got you a whump idea thlayli! The wheel has chosen "chronic pain" and I wanna see if you can do it in my Silver Knight au with Silver knight and Silver Randy! Love ya! ❤️ 🍩💖🍩

Eek! The pressure! Hope it delivers, Doughnut! (Love ya too!)

Trick - 'Chronic Pain'

Characters - LA Knight, Randy Orton

Rating - 'Teen and up'

Warning Tags - Smut, Daddy/Baby kink

LA Knight knew his back was on the verge of seizing up about two thirds of the way through his match. Sure, he'd managed to emerge victorious, but the twenty-something greenhorn that he'd put in his place had already scampered back up the ramp to lick his wounds, while he was still sitting on the edge of the ring apron, working up the courage to move.

It was only when one of the cameramen informed him that the commercial break was almost over and he needed to leave that he creaked himself off the apron onto the floor and the pain in his knees flared up too. With one arm on his lower back, and his other using the guard rail as a support, Knight hobbled his way to the back. Spying himself on the giant screen of the Titan Tron, he heaved a sigh. He looked like an old man.

He was an old man!

Hell, they were already throwing around the dreaded 'R'-word when he first arrived at WWE at the ripe old age of forty! That was over twenty years ago, and here he was in his sixties, still going, still holding on, unable to let go of the pull of the crowd, their adoration and worship. He loved the kiss of the mat, the smell of stale sweat that hung in the air, the butterflies in his stomach before his music hit, the shot of adrenaline when they chanted his name.

He loved it all. And like any addict, the thought of going cold turkey terrified him more than anything. He had been fortunate, however and his body had held throughout the decades to gift him a long, decorated career.

But even the most cared-for and well-trained bodies decayed over time and the cracks were finally started to show in his. His knees were failing and his back was getting stiff, the painkillers becoming less and less effective at numbing the agony.

'Come on, now, enough with the defeatist crap,' Knight scolded himself internally. 'That aint your style. You're sore now but your heat-pack is warming up right now in your locker room and once you strap it on, you'll feel like a new man again.' He smirked smugly, letting go of the rail and straightening his spine despite its protests to walk the final few steps tall and proud. 'You aint ready for the glue factory just yet, old timer.'

Making his way through the curtain, Knight found his plans instantly dashed when he was accosted by a imposing figure. Age did nothing to dim the captivating allure of Randy Orton who stood every inch as tall as he had in his youth and if anything only seemed to be getting broader. His arms and shoulders, his waist and thighs were thicker these days, still densely packed with muscle making him look huge in comparison to most other wrestlers on the roster.

Including Knight! And he wasn't exactly a scrawny man by any standards. Sure parts of his body were softer than before and he was losing the battle against gravity so things were starting to sag a little, but his dedication to the gym meant he remained beautifully defined all over, even the mounds of his six pack still peeked through his paunchy belly.

He was still capable of catching an eye or two, these days maybe more than ever. And what's more, he knew it!

'That was stunning,' Randy noted slyly, stroking the back of his fingers down Knight's clammy cheek, Knight's heart giving a flutter.

'What, my match,my win?' he teased with a grin. 'You're gonna have to be more specific.'

'You... just you,' Randy replied, now cupping Knight's cheek with his large palm.

'Again, you're gonna have to be more specific. Which part of me did you like?'

Randy leant in closer, bringing his voice down low. 'Are you fishing for compliments, Baby?'

'From you, Daddy? Always!'

'Hmm.' Pulling back, Randy kept his lips sealed tight, instead moving his hand to caress through Knight's short, spiked hair. It had been many colours over the years. When he was an infant, it had been a glittering gold, but by the time he'd reached school age it had darkened to a rich tawny brown and now in his old age, it had gone a bright silvery grey. Like the majestic feathers of a swan's wing, it shimmered against his tanned skin (he opted for a slightly darker hue these days to bring out the contrast) and with his beard now almost matching too (just a few sparse patches of chestnut and auburn remaining) and the thick thatch of silver body hair covering every inch of him, he cut a striking figure, indeed.

Randy, like all of his husbands, was very fond of Knight's silvery locks and loved to brush his fingertips through it. Pity he couldn't return the favour - Randy didn't need to shave his head these days, hadn't for a long time now - but Knight didn't mind. There were plenty other parts of Randy that he adored getting his hands on.

'Why don't I show you what I mean?' Randy quirked a cheeky eyebrow at Knight who felt even weaker at the knees than before and had to steady himself with his bare shoulder against the wall.

'H-here? Now?'

'Why not? I don't have a match later.' Not that anyone could tell since he was wearing his gear underneath his tight-fitting shirt. Randy was always ready to step into the ring, no matter what was written on the match card.

The offer was too good to pass up, but then a twinge snapped in Knight's lower back and he fought the urge to rub it in case Orton saw and called the whole thing off. He was desperate for some quality time with his Daddy, he just needed a moment to swallow down some painkillers, strap on the heat-pad for a spell and limber up, that's all.

'How can I refuse?' he said with a cute shrug. 'Just give me a half-hour to hop in the showers and prep myself for ya then-'

'Oh no, Baby,' now both of Randy's hands held Knight's jaw, drawing him in closer so that Randy could place his lips at his ear. His warm breath tickled the inner layers of his ear canal, making Knight shudder with delight. 'I'll do the honours tonight.'

And so, Knight found himself on the leather sofa in his locker room, perched on his knees with his wrestling trunks bunched around his thighs and his upper chest and shoulders resting on the arm to support himself. And God bless Randy who lubed him and prepped him so thoroughly when there was absolutely nothing back there that could be described as tight these days. And when he felt the entire length of Randy's girth slide his way up his loosened passage into the centre of his core, it felt so damn good that all that pain in his knees and back were instantly forgotten.

Well... almost!

Kinda like when there's an itch right there in the middle of your foot, just underneath the hard, calloused skin on the sole and no amount of scratching or scrubbing or scuffing quite reaches it. Or maybe more when you have a toothache and no matter how much you try to distract yourself all you can feel is that dull, pulsing throb, and for some bizarre reason, all you want to do is worry it with your tongue or gnash your teeth down hard on it. Or at least, that's what Knight would do, try to lean into the pain, and he did that now, arching his back up, which in turn applied more pressure to his cranky knees. The pain intensified, upping the adrenaline rushing through his veins and it made the good stuff feel all that much better.

Unable to lift his head up with his hips so high, Knight lay with his cheek flat against the leather and groaned. His undecipherable noises getting louder and louder with each perfectly aimed thrust from Randy. The older man held him tight, his strong fingers digging in to the squishy muffin rolls at Knight's flanks deep enough to bruise them (Knight knew this because he loved to count them in the mirror the following morning) and pounded into him, knowing that Knight enjoyed things a little rougher than most.

'You liking that, Baby?'

The silver-haired man could only answer with a slew of slurred moans. Randy slid his palm up Knight's back, his fingertips catching in the soft folds of fat and muscle around his shoulder blades and dragged it back, lightly scraping the bronze skin with his fingernails. Knight let out the loudest groan yet and yes, it was partly because he liked getting a little scuffed up by his Daddy (he had chosen wrestling as his only profession for crying out loud, it came with the territory!) but also because Randy had unknowingly hit several knots that were clenching up like balled fists of flesh.

'Do that again, Daddy! Please!' Knight begged and Randy was all too happy to oblige, this time dragging both palms down Knight's back. It felt almost like a massage but didn't hit deep enough. Unlike Randy's cock which at that very moment was buried in him right up to the hilt, grinding back and forth against Knight's swollen prostate and reducing almost every one of his waking thoughts to mush. He couldn't process a full strand of consciousness let alone string together a sentence, but he managed to let out a long, drawn-out rumble from his throat, his eyelids falling shut. 'Nearly there already, Baby? Tut tut! You just wait for Daddy to finish first, you hear me?'

Knight may not boast the same stamina he once had but dear lord, Randy sure did. He kept going for another ten minutes at least, pumping and thrusting into Knight's pliant body, changing the pace every so often to draw out more moans of joy from his enraptured, younger husband. Sometimes painfully slow, almost pulling his dick right out of Knight's slack hole before snaking all the way back in again, sometimes blisteringly fast until the slapping sounds of their hips colliding became deafening. Sometimes he gripped Knight's hips, sometimes he scratched his back, sometimes he buried his fingers in Knight's silver hair and lightly tugged at it.

Knight loved every second of it. Every single, tiny, minuscule second!

But all good things have to come to an end some time, and when Randy felt himself drawing close to his climax, he curled his arm under Knight's quivering stomach to grip his rock-hard cock and help him towards the finish line as well. Randy had barely touched him before Knight spilled his load - he'd been holding on by the skin of his teeth for what seemed like eternity by then - and Randy soon followed, coming with a grunt deep inside of Knight.

They stayed that way for a minute or two, joined together, but when the waves of pleasure battering Knight's skull began to wain and calm, the pain drew in like dark clouds in the sky.

Easing himself free, Randy wobbled over to Knight's bag to fetch a towel and wipe the mess off himself. 'I take it back,' he said with a chuckle, 'that was stunning!'

He didn't receive an answer so looked back over his shoulder to find Knight still strung out on the couch, not even a finger or strand of hair moved from when he'd left him.

'Everything ok there, Baby?' he asked with a smug grin.

'I... can't move,' Knight replied, his voice hoarse.

'Hope I didn't break anything,' Randy gloated. Yet still, Knight remained where he was, as still and lifeless as the couch itself. Randy started to become concerned. 'Eli? Is something wrong?'

Knight gave a ragged sigh, bitterly disappointed in himself for having to admit, 'my back's seized up. Knees too. I actually can't move. At all.'

'Oh shit,' Randy rushed to his side, looking the frozen man up and down frantically. 'Here, I'll lift you.'

'No! Don't do that!' Knight yelped. 'It'll sort itself out in a few minutes, it always does.'

But that didn't sit right with Randy. 'There must be something I can do?'

It was sweet really, how much he cared for a creaky, washed-up old relic like Knight and the silver haired man couldn't help but smile at his lover's worry. 'My heat-pad's over there in the corner. And I have some painkillers in my bag - front left pocket.'

Randy followed his orders, carefully wrapping the heat-pad around Knight's waist and securing it in place then popping the pills into his mouth and helping him swallow them down with some water from his bottle. When he'd done everything he could, Randy crouched beside Knight's head and stroked his hair to soothe him until everything kicked in.

'Oh Baby,' he sighed. 'Why didn't you tell me?'

'I didn't want you to think I'm some brittle old man,' Knight admitted.

'I would never think that,' Randy sighed, nuzzling his face against his husband's. 'You should have told me I was hurting you.'

'It wasn't you, I felt it out in the ring during my match.'

'And you didn't say something? Eli, if this had been one of our baby husbands and they'd hurt themselves in the ring then never said anything and made it worse, we'd have gone nuts.'

'I know, I know, I'm a dummy,' Knight chuckled. 'I may be older but I aint wiser.' He paused, tried to shift his hips and grunted. 'I guess I just... don't want to admit that I'm coming to the end of my career.'

'Says who?'

Knight shot Randy a raised brow. 'I'm frozen in place like a goddamn human footstool right now.'

They both laughed at that and the ridiculousness of the situation. Once the mirth had died down, Randy picked the conversation back up again. 'It has to end some time,' he noted, sadly. Knight felt the knots tighten again, only this time, it was around his heart. 'But not yet. I'm older than you and I'm not ready to hang up my boots just yet, so why should you? We're still showing these younger guys up, right?'

'Sure are,' Knight agreed, rolling his shoulder. The muscles were finally starting to loosen.

'Then why stop? There's still some gas left in these rusty old tanks, let's keep driving that dusty road.'

At last Knight was able to push himself up. Grimacing at every creak and snap of his tired bones, he sat back on his ragged knees and tilted his head fondly at his husband. 'You were always the more poetic one,' he smiled and Randy stood up to kiss his lips.

'And you were always the cutest one.' Knight's cheeks turned pink at that, confirming Randy's words. 'Now, will a hot shower help with your back?'

'Depends. Are you gonna join me?'

Randy rolled his eyes. Helping his silver-haired husband up to his feet, he held him close to his side as they hobbled their way to the showers. 'You never learn, do you?'

'I sure hope not!'

'Good thing Daddy is here to take care of you.' Randy kissed Knight's cheek. 'Love you, Baby.'

'Love you, Daddy.'

[unlocked-doors-verse]

Origins: Heroes of New

So, we're back at it again! I had originally planned for this to be solely Secret Trio (Danny Phantom, American Dragon: Jake Long, and Randy Cunningham: 9th Grade Ninja), but I decided to change my plan of trajectory! (All of the following information is unofficial for the time being, as I've yet to finish my DannyMay prompts and my life is a whirlwind lately)

・❥・Under-the-Cut Information

I'll be covering a few short stories, (or one-shots, lol) featuring how the main set of characters are going to meet.

The story will begin in Amity Park sometime during the late season two stage possibly; Vlad suddenly invites the Fentons to an international trip- apparently due to some sort of event happening in the area which, of course, Danny finds suspicious. Happening over the course of the summer, he and the rest of the Fentons are sent over on this vacation.

Deciding to leave any ghostly attacks in the hands of Sam and Tucker, Danny feels a little more at ease but of course- nothing is as it seems.

Though it hardly does anything to quench any of Danny's suspicions on Vlad. I mean who would possibly take a trip this far out?

Once arriving however, he's admittedly in awe of everything but something strange is going on- especially when the first incident happens and suddenly, he's thrust into an unsuspecting battle featuring... non-ghosts? Danny had never faced something like this before, but if his day couldn't get any worse- he's mistaken for...

"What in the ghosts' zone is an Akuma?"

He finds himself meeting another superhero, only this time it's a young girl clad in a ladybug-themed costume and her also animal-themed partner, Chat Noir.

(Though, he also has to clear up exactly who he is- since they've never heard of Danny Phantom; not that he was planning on revealing himself as Fenton)

Things of course, somehow manage to get worse which leads to the trio now uncovering a devious plot happening behind the seams... and it seems this threat is much bigger than they thought.

The rest of course, is for you to read and find out...

This project, alongside the Unlocked Doors AU, will take time and I still have other smaller writing ideas to work on but fear not! I do plan on finishing them- just be patient with me, please.

For now, the one-shots covering the characters' meeting one another will be a series called Origins! [The main series will likely gain a different title, though I have no idea what that will be just yet!]

[the-matpat-ever]

What if in Scream 2 Randy was also a killer?

Nancy and Mickey don't know that Randy is another ghostface and is protecting Sid instead. Sidney doesn't know either. He's like a secret ghostface, killing for a different reason. Kind of like that one fake ghostface that is killed off in the beginning of Scream 6.

I feel like that would be an interesting concept. Maybe like a bodyguard! AU. It gives off yandere vibes tbh.

Even more interesting if Mickey and Randy are dating or something and Randy has an internal conflict going on when he realizes Mickey is one of the killers.

OMG SHOULD I MAKE THIS A FANFIC??

[bloogers-boogers]

College Au where Cartman and Kyle dated during middle school and half of high school, however they broke up (Eric) bc his mother kicked him out and had nowhere else to go, Kyle did try to help him but he couldn't let him stay more than a couple of days in his house bc his parents felt pity over Eric's situation but like they say, you become a intruder/ burden after three days.

The problem wasn't Kyle not being able to help Cartman's situation, everything was mellow in their relationship; still taking care of him while he wondered off from park, houses, basements to sleeping inside cars of his fellow classmates (believe it or not but Craig and Clydes cars were always available for him if needed) Kenny let him crash just for a week because his alcoholic dad kicked him out while Kenny was on his shift however Karen apologized for the way he acted with a huge hug which warmed Cartman's heart and spared Stewart's life. Sometimes even Wendy let him stay in her room secretly from her parents as a favor for Stan (tho internally she actually felt bad for Cartman). Anyways, returning to the actual issue was when he finally crashed at Stan's; further away from town in the farm.

Sharon took pity of Cartman welcoming him with open arms and Randy didn't care much in exchange of a "free" employee which annoyed Stan. Stan welcomed him to "hell" as he called it and lead him to the guest room.

This is where things become complicated, while being in the farm Cartman spent most of his time with Stan which provoked a lot of complications in his relationship with Kyle because of this new found feelings against those two immediate closeness: jealousy. Kyle began feeling insecurities arrise in his conscience and his annoyance became more noticeable for both Cartman and Stan, however at first it was only Stan who noticed it while Cartman was oblivious to the whole thing.

It wasn't difficult to notice Kyle's immense glaring and indirect insults at Stan's person. He was suspicious over every little thing they did, commented negatively with every "inside joke" they shared. Stan immediately pointed out his bullshit which caused conflict between both best friends.

They split up, however, Stan still did not let this situation affect Cartman and his stay at the farm.

Ofcourse, after the split up Kyle was even more cranky... that's where he began to lash his anger and repressed jealousy on to Cartman. And that's where Cartman grew tired of it after months of the same shit he broke up with Kyle.

"¡IT'S ALWAYS THE SAME WITH YOU! IT'S LIKE YOU DON'T EVEN CARE OF WHAT I FEEL!

YOU'RE ALWAYS LIKE, STAN THIS STAN THAT WHY DON'T YOU FUCKING GO FUCK STAN THEN!??"

"We literally live under the same roof it's not like I can ignore him, Kahl???"

"¡You're pretty good at ignoring me!"

"I'm not ignoring you! It's was just one text which I answer a little late than usual; but it was because Randy wanted me to pick up Towelie from the gas station cause he had overdose!"

"You could be lying for me to not get suspicious of you two, when you we're probably fooling around with Stan!"

"¡¡THAT FUCKING DOES IT!! ¡IM DONE! I CAN'T TAKE YOU ANYMORE! IM BREAKING UP WITH YOU!"

"... excuse me?"

"Like you fucking heard it, Kyle. We're over."

After that, there was three periods of their breakup; from Kyle acting dismissive/denial (still in shock) for what had happened to second stage, (realizing it was serious/ it mattered) begging for Cartman to take him back and lastly acceptance (grief/sorrow/guilt).

During this period Kyle and Stan reconnected and made peace. They weren't "super best friends" but they we're friends nonetheless.

Eventually at the end of last year of high school both Kyle and Cartman had no choice but to make amends after getting trapped in a escape room for over five hours while they had been in a typical adventure of theirs. Kyle took this as an a opportunity to apologize and somewhat hopeful they could give each other a second chance. But Cartman just accepted his apology and moved on from a emotional confrontation to attempting again to unlock the door of the room. Kyle ofcourse didn't initiate any moves on Cartman but he did expect for Cartman to atleast do it himself, he was left disappointed that night.

And as time flew by quick, they had said their goodbyes and left opposite ways. By this point the Marshes had become Cartman's second and only family. Which helped him be able to go into a good college. (For Stan’s dismay Cartman had become Randy's favorite "Marsh" so he had made sure first to assure Cartman a good college plan instead of his actual son; luckily for Stan his mother had him secured it's not like they had their doubts on using Randy's sketchy money anyways and it's not like Cartman cared enough to question where it came from either.)

However, after two years in Stanford university. He bumped into Kyle.

They were left stoked; but for different reasons. Kyle was by Eric's (still) immense beauty and resurfaced feelings while Cartman was just wondering what the fuck was Kyle doing there when he was supposed to be studying in Harvard.

They awkwardly greeted each other not knowing what to say, but the dreaded silence was broken immediately when some blonde guy approached Eric and slid his arm around Eric's shoulder. That was enough to give Kyle the hint that Cartman had already moved on and was taken. However, this did not affect him in the slightest, he kept his posture and cleared his throat.

"I see you're still studying in Stanford, Fatass."

The blonde arched a brow to this; unaware of the dynamic only he and Eric's close friends had. Cartman just gesture the blonde a small wave, clearing things up before the blonde could take it as a actual threat.

"Don't take it seriously, Bruce. This is how this peculiar jew is," Cartman wink at Kyle, a playful gesture that was supposed to be taken as a initiative of breaking the awkward tension between them.

However, Kyle's feelings were in a twist and wanted badly to scoop Cartman in his arms and claim him as his.

"What brings you to Stanford, jewboy?"

By this point, Bruce had left not before planting a kiss goodbye to Cartman a way to mark his ground, side eying Kyle as he walked away which left Kyle with a taste of bitterness and his competitive spirit grew stronger.

He gulped, not really giving the actual and real reason to why, "Oh, you know... it wasn't my thing, but I heard Stanford wasn’t a bad place. So I decided to give it a shot."

"You left Harvard for Stanford?" Cartman asked almost incredulous.

"Yes." Kyle answered flatly, "you know, Harvard isn't all that." He shrugged, wanting desperately to skip the reasoning of his move to Stanford.

Cartman chuckled amused, seemingly not believing it still, but dropped it.

After this, Kyle and Cartman remained in a decent distance. Boundaries weren't broken however they did cross paths and did hang out together from time to time, ate lunch sometimes and if the opportunity was given study alongside each other. But it was all very casual and never beyond anything more than friends. Cartman was still dating that Bruce guy so Kyle remained tame about his advances with Cartman.

But the moment he heard from a close friend of his who also had a friend group close to Cartman's; that he had broken up with Bruce that same evening he dashed towards the dormitory area where Cartman was and "stumbled" across a messy Cartman. Which took Kyle off guard, cause he's never seen Cartman be this broken it somewhat made him feel a little jealous, envious maybe? cause Cartman never seem this heartbroken over their own breakup, 'How the fuck does this dumb frat boy get Cartman to react like this but with me he didn't bat an eye?' Ofcourse he didn't take it to heart, and instead of making any moves on him he stayed by his side comforting him over his fresh breakup.

"It's okay, man. There's plenty of other people out there (me)"

*sniif* "I thought he was the one, Kahl," Kyle resist the urge to 'tsk', he hated seeing Cartman cry but more so to hear him declare someone else to be "the one" that wasn't him.

"He was a total chad, I'm surprised you didn't see that coming."

"Kahl you're not helping.."

"I just don't want you to act like a total pussy for someone who doesn't deserve your whimpers. You're better than this, you don't need to be crying for some cheating douche."

"... thanks Kyle.." *sniff*

But that sympathy didn't last long, and after a day he called Cartman and invited him out with all intention to begin pursuing Cartman. He justified his selfish behavior with the fact that Cartman would be way happier better off with him instead, and no longer care about Bruce once he shows him how much better it'll be if they got together.

He knew Cartman was healing, fuck, normally he should be recommending for Cartman to take a break from relationships all together. But fuck no. He had wasted long enough waiting, he wasn't planning to waste more time. To wait for some miracle to mysteriously happen in his favor, he had to make his own miracle happen and that was to make Cartman his again.

It's delusional cause he dropped outta Harvard cause he just couldn't bare the thought of being so far away from Cartman, he couldn't concentrate at all, his mind betrayed him plenty of times and wondered to Cartman.

So in his logic, getting into Stanford will make it easy a bit and finally able to pursue his carrier with no distractions. Yes, Cartman was a distraction but having him close, around.. just eased all his worries as he wondered back in to his studies.

So technically, it worked.

So his choices weren't all in vain, however part of his plan on getting back with Cartman went outta rail after realizing he had moved on but that didn't stop him from deciding to pursue the second he got out of that relationship.

Technically it wasn't his fault the frat boy couldn't remain faithful? So ofcourse, he didn't feel a ounce of sympathy or pity after sliding his tongue inside Cartman's mouth after a long confrontation by Cartman over "someone" casually framing Bruce for assault of a fellow student from the campus, dumped him in middle of a ceremony only in his underware and green slime while also being publicly humiliated by people posting on social medias of the whole humiliating display.

Kyle wonders who'd dare did that, but he didn't think much of it as his mind focused on making out with Cartman; grabbing every inch of his soft body, biting, nibbling his skin. Kissing his face then biting his collarbone, showing in all freedom his desire, the repressed feelings he had for him into passionate kisses, his devoted and loyal soul, his burning carnal hunger, the sorrow of losing him.

Gripping Cartman's wrists as he bends him over and somewhat eyeing the photo Cartman still had in his night stand; of him and Bruce. He put it down with his free hand as he then digged his teeth in Cartman's neck making him moan and gasp suddenly.

However, Kyle then woke up, after his alarm resonated the walls of his dorm. Greeting him with the reality that he was in fact dreaming and still had yet to start making a plan to get rid of Bruce who somehow managed to get Cartman back after being an unfaithful piece of shit.

And yeah, a lot of jealously/possessive Kyle continues 😅

[nebulize-my-mind]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

(I don't know anybody here, so nobody tagged me, I just thought it'd be fun, sorry if I've committed Tumblr crimes lol)

How many works do you have on AO3?

8! But if you don't count my original story snippet it's 7... but if you count my one fanfiction-dot-net-only fic that I've been too lazy (and slightly embarrassed bc it's old) to transfer over... it's 8 again lol

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

With my original story snippet: 16,705 Without my original story snippet: 15,047 And for fun... Including my fanfiction-dot-net-only fic but not original story snippet: 105,467 (lmao)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Oh boy here we go. Well. The fandoms I currently have fics posted for are Danny Phantom, Natsume's Book of Friends/Natsume Yuujinchou, Batfam/DCU (and does the Teen Titans animated show count as a different fandom or nah?), Spider-Man/Marvel, and Harry Potter. However. The fandoms I have fics for including unposted WIPs are as follows: Danny Phantom, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Ben 10, My Hero Academia/Boku no Hero Academia, Batfam/DC, The Morose Mononokean/Fukigen na Mononokean, Gravity Falls, Randy Cunningham: Ninth Grade Ninja, Star vs the Forces of Evil, The Magnus Archives, Spider-Man/Marvel, How to Train Your Dragon, Rise of the Guardians, Harry Potter, Natsume's Book of Friends/Natsume Yuujinchou, Sk8 the Infinity, Bungou Stray Dogs, Be More Chill (the musical), the Rick Riordan universe (Percy Jackson, etc.), and Big Hero 6.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

So I don't have a lot of fics actually posted and obviously I can't count the one that's only on fanfiction-dot-net so... 1) They Say Right, Let's Go Left (Batfam Titans Tower AU; 2,871 kudos as of 11/12/2023) 2) Skia Tou Myalou (Batfam Meta!Tim AU; 1,832 kudos as of 11/12/2023) 3) How To Summon A Halfa (Without A Ouija Board) (Danny Phantom 30-minute oneshot; 178 kudos as of 11/12/2023) 4) And Thus, I Repent (Danny Phantom/Teen Titans crossover preview posted for International Fanworks Day 2022 that still hasn't been updated; 144 kudos as of 11/12/2023) 5) What A Lovely View (Natsume's Book of Friends/The Morose Mononokean crossover oneshot for International Fanworks Day 2021; 74 kudos as of 11/12/2023)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

As much as I can! A lot of the time I'll respond to a lot of comments after I post the story but forget as time goes on lol. I appreciate them so much nonetheless! I'm always flabbergasted that someone took the time to tell me their thoughts and feelings about MY story, it's so cool. Gotta make sure they know how cool I think it is and they are!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Okay... so I haven't actually had any angsty endings per se, at least none that I've posted. Because of where the prologue chapter leaves things for Fractured (Danny Phantom/My Hero Academia) it's currently the most angsty thing I have posted, but I haven't posted anything past the prologue chapter and the story will get more lighthearted. I once accepted a request to write a major character death oneshot, but I never was satisfied or finished it. If I had, it would definitely be the most angsty. As for WIPs/unposted things... I have a "choose your ending" Tim Drake AU series in the works and the "bad ending" will be the most angsty ending I've ever written or planned once I get there.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Oh, most of what I write has happy endings, I'm honestly a hopeles romantic. I'd call on Skia Tou Myalou (Batfam, Meta!Tim AU) for that probably, mostly because half of They Say Right, Let's Go Left's (Batfam, Titans Tower AU) fluffy ending is in the author's note and also it's a oneshot. As for WIPs/unposted things... I have no idea lol.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

The only real hate I ever got was on my fanfiction-dot-net-only fic and I still don't know what the guy had against me other than being mad at my author's notes and that I was following a canon plotline... after I said that that's what this fic was going to do before branching out after I finished the rewrite. The positive feedback completely outweighed them though! Thanks to those folks!

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

NOPE. Not my thing, totally chill if it's yours. I am too sex-repulsed asexual for that lmao.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

ABSOLUTELY! You may not believe it from what I have posted (or actually maybe you will) but my main genre is crossovers, specifically involving dimension travel. I wouldn't call any of them particularly weird combinations honestly. Maybe What A Lovely View (Natsume's Book of Friends/The Morose Mononokean) or my WIP "Nanashi" (Danny Phantom/The Morose Mononokean) because of the more obscure fandoms.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Thankfully no, and I always make sure my fics are tagged where exactly I've reposted them under my own accounts so there's no misunderstandings.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not yet, that'd be the dream, wouldn't it?

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nah, I don't really have people I know in the fanfic community.

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

That sure does change monthly! Currently I'm vibing with Reki and Langa from Sk8 the Infinity, can't wait for the next season of that show!

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I have a couple of unposted WIPs that I call "cancelled" WIPs because I never plan on continuing them, it's mostly a couple Danny Phantom crossovers from my early days. As for posted things, work on Fractured (Danny Phantom/My Hero Academia) is actually trudging along pretty well even though I haven't posted anything, I had to completely reorganize the notes for it into a section of their own because they outgrew my standard page formatting! And Thus, I Repent (Danny Phantom/Teen Titans) is at a wall though I plan on continuing it eventually. What's really been getting me is my fanfiction-dot-net-only fic that's been going on since before it was first posted in 2019 but at a standstill since 2020 and the pandemic. I've really been struggling to get any work done on it, which sucks because it's my longest fic but it's also from the early days and I have a love-hate relationship with it and its fandoms.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Hesitantly... imagery? Scene description? I love writing a good, visceral chunk of text that makes you feel like you're there. It lands... sometimes lol

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Trying to develop relationships. Romantic, platonic, any. I have no idea how to pace these things or sometimes how to move them forward, I'm not a super social person and I don't have any experience in romantic relationships, so it's harder to pull from my own life. I'd love to get better though, and relationships are so important to writing and fun to see unfold.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I think it's fine as long as you're respectful of the language and culture. Like, the title of Skia Tou Myalou (Batfam, Meta!Tim AU) (sorry for the lack of accents, I don't have access to the right keyboard right now) is in Greek because the language is cool af, and I had a reader confirm it was correct. Some people get worked up specifically over including Japanese honorifics in anime fics sometimes, but I think it adds a lot of nuances to character relationships so as long as you do your research and apply them correctly and respectfully, I don't mind it at all. I personally prefer to do so when writing fics in anime fandoms where they're used for that extra level of attention and detail. Y'all have no idea how long I spend researching this stuff!

19. First fandom you wrote for?

This one was never posted and deleted way back when, but when I was in middle school I wrote a Percy Jackson and the Olympians OC oneshot lol

20. Favorite fic you've ever written?

Y'all trying to make me choose? Betrayal... and it changes every time I work on one lol. Currently I have a certain fondness for an unposted Bungou Stray Dogs Chuuya-joins-the-ADA-with-Dazai AU but my favorite posted is Skia Tou Myalou (Batfam, Meta!Tim AU). Sure it's a little eh in places but I love elemental-ish powers and Tim Drake is my favorite Batboy lol

[destiny-in-the-universe]

it has been done. i have officially uploaded and released the first chapter of intern randy verse, and if anyone happens to recognize the lyrics, ily lmao but no, it is here!

i struggled so hard with releasing this, but i am so excited to see how it turns out grrr.

@7-inches-of-satanic-panic thank you for inspiring me to write this, hope you enjoy!

[attibar]

More Toppat leader headcanons: Electric Boogaloo

These are some (a lot) of my overall headcanons that I usually use in my AUs.

Some of the leaders have unofficial nicknames in the form of “Toppat X” depending on how the clan sees them. For example Wilford gets referred to as Toppat Dad due to many seeing him as a father figure. 

 Wilford is conflicted by this. On one hand he’s flattered, on the other hand he feels embarrassed at being referred to as a dad by his subordinates.

It doesn’t help that Terrence, being the shit he is, will call Wilford “daddy” with no warning.

Dusty and Cloudface adopted Jaques as a child and raised him as their own during their reigns. It was this and Jaques expanding the clan to international level that gave him the nickname the Toppat Prince.

Henry still has the nickname the Toppat King. However if his powers get revealed some of the more overzealous Toppats start referring to him as the Toppat God, much to his chagrin.

The main reason Wilford had Terrence as his right hand was due to having immense trust and faith in him. His quick thinking has saved Wilford many, many times. Terrence, similar to Right, cares more about his chief than the clan itself; Terrence would never betray Wilford.

Wilford can be a workaholic and a perfectionist at times. He has taken Toppats under his wing to help improve their skills.

Terrence, at best, sees Reginald as a winy annoying little brother. At worst, he dislikes Reginald’s cowardice and absurd ambition, seeing him as a walking disaster waiting to happen.

The feeling is mutual though. Reginald sees him, at best, as a dumbass adrenaline junkie and at worst someone who is unhinged and will ruin the clan.

Reginald and Terrence used to prank and mess with each other prior to Terrence’s leadership. This ranged from Reginald applying super glue to Terrence’s hat to Terrence sneaking hot pink dye into Reg’s shampoo.

Wilford’s favorite alcoholic drink is whiskey. He’s got a stash of it hidden in his office.

They both joined the clan as teenagers/young adults.

Only Terrence knows this, but Wilford is actually Scottish. He’s worked on hiding his accent. However sometimes it comes out, particularly when Wilford is upset or surprised.

Terrence once got to record Wilford speaking with his accent, to hilarious results

Unusual for the time, the majority of Reynaldo’s elites and even his right hands were mostly women. To quote Reynaldo:

“Question. who is the last person you want to fight: a man or a woman? The answer is the woman and I’ll tell you why. Men will hurt you, women will fucking destroy you. I grew up with three sisters, I know my shit.”

There was little doubt to the skill of his elites. Some referred to them as the Amazons of the Toppat clan.

Reynaldo grew up in a town in the southern area of Mexico.

If a Toppat who angered him has a child, sometimes he’ll threaten to teach the little one Spanish swear words.

Randy has tried many, many different types of drugs. However there’s some even he won’t touch such as heroin.

Randy will refer to Reynaldo as “Reynaldo the bitch” if both ever came back to life. Randy’s a little salty about Rey killing him.

TRNK would prefer to keep the name instead of his original one. He doesn’t want his original identity to be connected to the monster he has become.

TRNK was fairly cognizant after being revived. Three things caused him to go mad:

The immense pain from the botched revival.

Constantly being seen and feared as an abomination no matter what he did.

His own elites seeing him as a weapon to be continuously modified for Clan purposes.

Besides that though, TRNK loves to play chess and poker.

Billy G is an excellent cook and especially enjoys spicy Indian food. He once made a meal so spicy Wilford thought the man was trying to kill him.

More than once has Sven fallen asleep on top of paperwork. He ends up with the text staining his face.

[until-another-one-comes]

big nate au mentioned tell me everything i’m going insane right now

Thank you so much for asking I haven't yapped to new ppl about my au in ages

UHHHH WHICH ONE?

Off the top of my head:

Different Roads au: The one where Nate grew up with his mom instead and the trio's lives are changed before they meet each other again in adulthood

Superpower au: What it says. Au where the kids have powers. (Nate has pyrokinesis and super speed, Francis has telekinesis and Teddy has earth power) (the rest of the kids have powers too but I only used the trio for my fic) (also have another one where its ridiculously lore heavy)

Angels and Demons au: Okay this is a bit too lore heavy and tbh had jack shit to do with BN. I just wanted to draw the characters as angels and demons

Two-Player Game au: Almost the same as Different Roads but this time Nate grows up with Randy who's parents split up wayyy earlier and they just so happen to end up living in the same town.

Adult AU: Okay this isnt even an AU this is just the cast aged up and what I imagine their future to be like. (also fanchildren but I understand thats not up to everyone's taste)

Two Future AU: Nate meets 2 different versions of his future selves. The first version is an art teacher and the second one is a famous rockstar. But the more Nate gets to know them the more he learns about whats actually important in life and what actually makes your life meaningful.

Start Over AU: Based on the A Silent Voice anime, an au where Randy gets in serious trouble in middle school and become a social outcast in high school and learning to grow and overcome his past with new people. Scrapped because I have no idea what to do with this and too OC heavy

Ummm those are the general AUs. I have a few others but they're all ship related, mainly for Randy/Marcus.

If you're interested:

Role Swap AU: Randy and Marcus swap places so Marcus is the school's main bully and Randy is the popular kid. Swap!Marcus is way more brutal than og!Randy and Swap!Randy is a theater kid with 0 social skills but is popular anyway cuz he's rich. They meet after Randy pays asks Marcus to help him shape up for sports.

Infinity Train au: If haven't watched Infinity Train its this show where people end up in this train with infinite number of rooms that are designed to help you overcome your internal problems, flaws and struggles. So yeah Randy and Marcus end up on this train and learn to be better people together.

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With Randy: "Come here, baby, let Daddy take care of you." and "Is that a tattoo?"

Randy (the intern) Solo x Reader

Word Count: 1,049

Warnings: daddy kink (sorta), light groping

Your day has definitely been eventful to say the least. You let your sister talk you into a tattoo. Something you never should have done in the first place, because the bold, black, typewriter font, Randy on your hip is definitely not something you discussed with him beforehand. You’ve never even discussed getting a tattoo before. And Randy didn’t have any of his own and had never expressed any interest in you having any. At least not as outwardly as Matt has with his fiancée. He’s off making her tattoo appointments and she’s gushed with you so many times over how riled up he sets seeing Solo on your ass when he takes you from behind. And you try to imagine how Randy will see this little addition to your skin.

And as you sit in the middle of your living room floor in nothing but a sports bra as you slather a thin layer of lotion onto your freshly branded skin— Randy’s opening the door laughing at something Matt says as they both step in. Randy’s eyes meet yours and you’re staring back. He thought you were out today.

And Matt shifts his weight awkwardly, glancing at his watch. “Uh… I should go. Sunny’s got the kids and probably needs a break.”

“Yeah, okay Matt… Uhm, is that a tattoo?” He raises an eyebrow as Matt quietly dips out of the apartment. You’re biting on the inside of your cheek.

“Maybe?” Your voice is quiet. Your eyes are boring holes into each other and then Randy cracks a smile.

“Can I see it better?” He asks, crouching down in front of you. When you move your hand to show him, his eyes scan over the bold lines and he chuckles softly. “Randy huh?”

“Well… yeah.” You say softly, your chest feeling hot. “I couldn’t think of anything I loved enough to put on my body besides you… and it was kind of an impulse decision.” You explain as he moves his eyes up your torso to meet yours again.

“Why aren’t you wearing a shirt?”

“I was home alone and I didn’t want to. Didn’t think you were bringing Matt over.” You say softly as he thumbs close to the tattoo sight but not touching it.

“Why didn’t they wrap it?” He asks softly. “I like it— love it, even. But I’m just wondering.”

“They gave me a whole spiel on dry healing but not letting it get too dried out and what not.” You say to him as he nods a bit. “I’m gonna go put some clothes on. Okay? Should probably call Matt and check on him.” You give Randy a kiss on the cheek, smiling at the reaction he’d given you about the tattoo. And you slip away to pull a shirt over your torso.

Later in the evening, when you’re standing at the sink in your bathroom, you wince each time your hip hits the counter. Randy’s laying in bed, glancing through the doorway at you every now and again. Lorelei is laying at the bottom of the bed and Randy nudges her with his foot every now and again. “You okay?” Randy asks softly, watching you physically cringe with each bump of your hip.

You nod, toothbrush in your mouth. You spit and rinse your mouth as he just gets up and walks over to the bathroom, getting out the first aid kit. He sits on the edge of the bathtub and smiles up at you, “come here, baby. Let daddy take care of that for you.” You raise an eyebrow as you step forward into him. He lifts your shirt, carefully wipes the dried blood off of your hip, and applies a new thin layer of lotion. His hands drop down over your thighs and back to your ass, squeezing as he pulls you into him. “Can’t believe you did this for me.”

“Did it for us both.” You run your fingers through his hair and scratch your nails against his scalp as he presses his face between the valley of your breasts (over your t-shirt). He presses kisses softly there as he continues to knead the skin of your ass. He’s happy to just hold you this close and touch you for the time being.

“Daddy’s missed you so fucking much today.” He mumbles and looks up at you, chin pressing against the bone of your sternum. “I had a pretty hard day… and you always make it better, beautiful.” He mumbles and pulls his hands away from your body. “Now how about we kick Lori outta bed and go cuddle a bit?”

You laugh quietly, “Lorelei isn’t moving. Her daddy’s home.” You tuck a strand of his hair back and smiles. “You know exactly how she is.”

“Mm but I need some more time with my girl for a little bit.” He shrugs. “And a two hundred pound dog in between us isn’t gonna get much skin to skin cuddle action going.” Randy laughs all soft as his hands slip back up the backs of your thighs, under the hem of your shorts, and he squeezes the two perky little cheeks in his hands. “No sex tonight. I’m exhausted.”

“I wasn’t asking for sex.” You say to him quietly and tilt his chin up. “Let’s go get you tucked in. I’ll go grab some water and we can get the weighted blanket out. Yes?” You suggest and he just nods, pressing his face back against your chest with a loud huff. “Oh come on, daddy.” You tease and tap his back gently, helping him stand. “Go get in bed. I’ll be right there.”

You leave the room and whistle for Lorelei, getting her comfy on the couch as you grab water for yourself and for Randy before you return back to your bedroom. He’s spreading the weighted blanket on your bed and he smiles sleepily. “Wanna see the tattoo again.” He says as he crawls under. You set the glasses of water on the side table and raise the edge of your shirt. He looks over the tattoo again, shakes his head, and grabs his phone to take a picture. “You aren’t turning into Matt’s girlfriend. Okay? We aren’t gonna keep branding you.”

“Don’t have to. The one is enough.”

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