#kylee sounds so good omg

[imjustavenuxwithaboomerang]

GIRL I FORGOT THERE WAS GONNA BE A NEW FIRED UP (also it being led by eliza and bree is such a choice)

[augustrambles]

hi august :) can i request kyle’s first time eating out (or maybe facesitting 👀) his gf?

a/n: yummy

kyle broflovski x reader [highschool AU]

cwarnings: first time eating out, afab reader, theythem pronouns, nsfw

KYLE BROFLOVSKI

"if i do this wrong, im so sorry-"

needs a lot of reassurance.

he has never been so nervous before

like hes thinking rn "what if they leave me bc of this???"

but when he does, and he hears sounds of pleasure

BOYY his confidence is up

hes like "omg i actually did it?? AND I DID IT RIGHT!"

lowkey smiles inside ur pussy tbh

hes just happy he made you happy

after the funtim moment he talks to you about it

you rlly have to praise him.

DUDE. PULL HIS HAIR.

like if you pull his hair he will get butterflies

feels like he ate butterflies for breakfast dinner n lunch

hes lowkey a masochist but also loves praise

so just mix the two

"my good little whore" and he will scream mentally

hes just really an emotional mess during the whole situation

after the first time, he acts more less emotional

more smirks n shit

he just goes super egoist after the first few times

happy kyle :3

[st4rb3rries]

OMG I LOVED UR STAN AND KYLE BSF HEADCANNONS!! Can i req one with the main four, like what its like to be in a group w/ them?? have an amazing day <33

BEING IN A FRIEND GROUP WITH SOUTH PARKS MAIN 4

pairings; stan, kyle, kenny, cartman x fem!reader (all aged up 18+)

summary; chaotic friend group hc's!

warnings; cussing

a/n; hi and ty hope you have an amazing day too!!

key colors; blue= stan green= kyle orange= kenny red= cartman pink= reader

late night skate boarding with them. it's always cartman who texts you guys to go. in reality he only wants to go to just to start shit. in my opinion kenny is the best skater out of y'all. but cartman is the worst💀. "you guys you guys look im gonna go down the ramp!!" "cartman that isn't a good idea your not ready-" "WAAAAAHHHHH" laughter is coming out from you, stan, and kenny. kyle wants to laugh but he ain't risking it😭. "GAWDAMMIT KYLE IM BEAT YOUR J-" cartman stops himself because he knows damn well not to rip on kyle in front of you. so he switches up real fast 🙄. "you guys i seriously think i broke a bone" "whatever cartman you just switched up cause you know y/n would kick your ass" 5 minutes kenny is teaching you, stan, and kyle a trick. "ok so next you gotta-" "get a room lovebirds i mean come on🙄" "CARTMAN STFU!!" "yeah dude stay mad because your not psychically able to do any of this🥱" this all happens in less than 15 minutes, like why can't y'all just be a nice friend group😭. moments later stan was about to go off a ramp. UNTIL HIS WHEELS BROKE OFF THE SKATEBOARD. i wonder who unscrewed them..... "AAAUAGHHHHHH" "DON'T WORRY STAN I GOTCHU!!" and there he was, stanly marsh in your arms. "W rizz stan or nah😏" stan could feel his face heating up fr. "damn dude that should've been me not stan😔" "kenny shut the hell up💀" "wait a minute where's cartman he literally almost killed stan tf????" cartman isn't trying to get his ass kicked in front of people so he ditched and went home. classic cartman.

karaoke night. you guys are definitely singing 2000's songs. but it always seems like you guys get interrupted no matter what. karaoke night was started by cartman, which is so surprising?? "I WANNA HOLD'EM LIKE THEY DO IN TEXAS, PLEASE" "FOLD'EM LET'EM HIT ME RAISE IT BABY STAY WITH M-" stan and kyle always hating cause you and cartman sound a little too good. "BOOO GET OFF THE STAGE" "YA MY EARS ARE BLEEDING" "OH FUCK OFF GUYS LET US SING" "you guys have been singing this same song for 2 hours bruh😭" "2 minutes kenny get it right" they just hating cause they can't handle real talent. sometimes when the karaoke gets intense you guys act like judges for americas got talent💀. "is this kenny mccormick from south park colorado?" "yes" "and what will you be doing today?" "YOUR MOM AHAHA" "disqualified poor people can't seem to have talent" "CARTMAN WTF" "NEXT" "no wait i'll sing with him" "oh god" if kyle and stan think you and cartman sound a little too good. JUST WAIT UNTIL THEY HERE YOU AND KENNY. "THIS ONE IS FOR THE BOYS WITH THE BOOMIN SYSTEM" "TOP DOWN AC WITH THE COOLER SYSTEM" super bass by nicki minaj is y'alls go to song. every time you guys finish that song your out of breath and laugh so much😭. "AND THE CROWD GUYS MILD🔥" "NEXT" "cartman we are done playing americas got talent" "dude let me and kyle sing next we haven't sung at all🥹" "fine" "ah hell nah it better not be anything emo💀" *30 seconds later every one starts singing* "BUT IM A CREEP" "IM A WERIDO" "WHAT THE HELL AM I DOIN' HERE" "I DON'T BELONG HERE" suddenly the tv, microphones, and speaker goes out?? "LISTEN UP BITCHES IM NOT HAVING AN ALCOHOLIC, A JEW, A FATHERLESS DAUGHTER, AND A HOMELESS POOR BOY SING RADIOHEAD AT MY HOUSE‼️‼️" guess who got jumped that night🤔???

[bubuslutty]

omg its me the pec lover 🫣sorry yes 141😭 forgot to put who mwehehehhe

hey anon! thanks for this delicious ask!!

pairing: gn reader x (platonic? romantic? you decide) John Price, Simon Riley, Soap Mactavish, Kyle Garrick

warnings: none

price:

I know for a fact this man has a hairy chest. not TOO hairy. but hairy enough to be ticklish when you lay your cheek on it when he's shirtless.

and he has massive man boobs.

I said what I said.

reader would 100% randomly go up to him, asking for a hug or for comfort. and because price is price, he'll wrap an arm around them, to comfort them.

but what he doesn't expect is them just shoving their face between his pecs and groaning, the sound muffled by the material of his shirt.

and he's just standing there like 🧍‍♀️

and he smells nice, like cologne, soap, his own musk, tobacco sometimes when he's stressed and a hint of sweat.

when reader first ever did it, he almost died of embarrassment and confusion, but quickly got his shit together.

he couldn't even pull them away from him, he didn't really feel like it actually, because it looked like the reader was having a great time.

So now don't be surprised when u catch the captain laying somewhere, trying to take a nap with reader on him, face buried between his pecs, arms straight down their body, and sleeping as if it's the most comfortable position on earth.

ghost:

the first time reader buried their face in Ghost's pecs was in the excuse of a hug. it was easy, really, whining and just falling face first on him. and he didn't mind at first because in his head reader was gonna get up after like a couple of seconds. but they DIDN'T.

and Ghost was confused n lowkey suspicious, so he grabbed them by the back of their shirt, like a baby kitten, with one hand and ripped their face away from his chest.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"Nothing" 😇

Ghost simply placed them back on the ground and eyed them up and down, then left.

but reader was on a fucking mission, so anytime they had an opportunity to lay on ghost, they would, be it in the Heli, in hideouts, in the base, anywhere. until ghost has had enough.

"Bloody hell- what do you want?"

"Can I cuddle you on your chest, please? 😔🙏"

ghost just stared at them in complete silence. and when he didn't say anything for a whole minute straight, reader added, "I'll give you 10 quid."

"Keep your money." and he wrapped an arm around their neck and brought them straight to his chest, choking them for a minute.

and reader was in heaven, with their arms wrapped around as much as of him as possible.

"Thanks-"

"Shut up."

Johnny:

soap in my head is already very friendly and pretty physical with the people he cares abt. so it's not an unusual sight to see him hanging out with reader, on a couch, or on a bed, watching a movie on a laptop.

and he loves cuddling when the weather is cold enough, so they'd be tangled in each other, watching whatever movie is playing on the small screen while reader is drawing random patterns on his chest with their finger.

if reader is tired, they'll bury their face in his neck at first, trying to get comfortable and go to sleep. or they'll gradually slide down his body and end up with their face pressed against the swell of his pecs.

"They're soft. like pillows." reader would point out while wiggling around, trying to get comfortable.

"Yeah? they are?" Soap would laugh and puff out his chest, making the reader's head bounce a little and they'll laugh and then whine, "Stop it, I want to sleep."

soap would pat their head, "Use the bed, then."

"Nah, you're way better than a bed."

"Thanks?"

gaz:

when gaz noticed the small obsession reader has with his guy's pecs. he knew he was next.

So he was basically a bit nervous n hot around the collar when he found himself and his guys being squeezed into a car, bullets raining down on them.

and there wasn't enough seats in the thing, so reader had to sit on him, chest to back while shooting out of the window.

"You good?" They shouted above the utter chaos outside as Ghost tried to drive them to safety, with soap screaming at how he should've been the one driving instead.

"Yeah!" Gaz shouted back.

and when they were far enough that gunshots sounded so far away, reader took off their helmet and leaned back against Gaz with a deep sigh.

"You're comfy." They said with their eyes closed.

"Am I?"

"Uhum."

Gaz didn't miss how they would rub the back of their head against his chest, or how they would turn their head to the side and try to bury their face between his pecs, even though it was practically impossible in the tiny space the car had.

but you better believe reader tried anyway.

and the whole time he was flustered, trying to act as normal as possible, squeezing their shoulder once while they sagged against him.

I hope you liked this anon! I tried my best 😋

tag list (pls ask to be added or removed): @obiwankenobis-lap @goapgrim @smalldemonlover @silviafantin15 @reveluving @bobastayhigh @originalsimp @h-leigh @gxldyjess @msdrpreist @chaoticevilbakugo @Lacunaanonymoused @whore4dilfs

[mossygirl333]

(apologies if this is sent twice, Tumblr said the first one didn't send)

*pulls up to the drive through window*

Uh, hi 👋

Can I pretty please request an upside-down cake with a jitterbug?

For the yummy Soap MacTavish please 🥰

*presents payment*

AN: Omg I love this and you!! Sorry I haven't been writing recently, life has been wildin ( @cafekitsune for dividers, such a talented woman <3)

Soap MacTavish x f!reader

Bakery Order- Upside-down cake- “don’t play coy, you know exactly what you’re doing.” + Jitterbug- Praise

TW/CW: fluff in the beginning, public sex, praise, some foreplay, a lot of dirty talk, teasing, very very giggly sex

SMUT UNDER THE CUT!!

Johnny was always a tease. Everyone knew that but you especially. A love tap on the ass, a squeeze of your tits, lovebites lining your body in very noticeable places.

Johnny was a tease. But with that stupid charming grin and boyish eyes, you could never stay mad for long. He was a sweet man, made your knees go out in more than one way.

How could you stay mad?

You sat back in your booth seat, all of them yelling at the screen.

"Ta feckin' muppets! Supposed to get da ball in the goal, swear t'god.." Johnny grumbled, bringing his ale to his lips, shaking his head. England was doing awful tonight and all the men were on the edge of their seats.

"Who d'hell drafted these feckers? The three blind mice?" Simon grumbles, snatching his drink of the counter. Pulling down his surgical mask to take a swig. Hood up, he honestly looked like a sketchy guy. But he wasn't, dry and slightly dark yes, but he was a good guy.

Kyle swings his arm around Johnny, snorting. "We could do better, i'd bet on tha', fuckin' losers."

You shake your head, giggling as the men sit up and yell. Bringing your drink to your lips, staring lovingly at your flushed husband. "it's not that big of a deal luvie.." You mutter.

They sit down, watching the game roll out, shifting slightly closer. The smell of alcohol, oil, and cologne always clung to his skin and clothes, his roughed up hands settling onto your shoulder, strong bicep cradling your head. Those hands defused bombs and saved lives, it was...weird to have them on you.

Nestling your nose into his chest, lips brushing against the side of his peck. He looked down at your fluttering lashes, face growing slightly more flushed and not from the football game. He couldn't exactly care, smiling down at you as he pecked your forehead.

"luv ya Bonnie."

"Luv ya too."

Your hand slid up his thigh under the table, the muscle twitching against your fingertips. He glanced down at your face, God when you looked up at Johnny with those pretty lashes.

Looking so innocent.

But your hands were anything but. Tracing his jeans fly right under the table, just out of sight from everyone else.

His breathing catches in his throat, halfway hard, squeezing his eyes shut to focus. The buzz of the alcohol wasn't helping, the warmth in his gut starting up.

"Excuse mah lads, gotta head to the loo-" He stands up, the others not paying much attention to him as he grabs your hand.

You follow him, walking to the one user bathroom in the corner and pushing you in. You giggle, stumbling back slightly. "What's wrong Johnny?"

"Don' act coy wit me Bonnie, yer arse know exactly wha'yer doin.." He leans in, boxing you in, nipping at your neck.

Your legs felt like jelly, a giggle coming from your chest. Hoisted up onto the sink, he kisses your jaw. peck after peck of his warm lips, moistening your skin. It tickled.

"So pretty f'me..." He catches your mouth in his finally, melting into you. "Taste so feckin' good...could eat you for every meal."

You spread your legs, your panties peeking out from under your dress. "wanna feel you against me..." You sounded breathless, eyes closed as his hands ran over your thighs. Pushing up your skirt. "Inside me..."

His fingers loop your underwear, pulling it down. "I gotcha ya.."

The dim lights making the slick on your pussy glisten, the smell of your heat hitting his nose. He practically groans in your ear. His fingers sliding inside with a pornographic squelch.

You shudder, nearly doubling over as you tuck your face into his broad shoulder. Hiding your moans in his T-shirt as he pumps his fingers in and out. Hitting the gooey spot inside of you.

His hand leaves you, throbbing and full of desire. But he quelled it quickly. His slick covers fingers going into his mouth, the other ripping open the front of his jeans.

You shift, his hands coming down to grab at your fleshy hips, tugging you forward. Hiding his face in your neck, sinking in with a drawn out "fuck.."

Stretching you out, every ridge and vein digging into your clenching walls. Puffs of air leaving your lips, hitching in your chest when he starts to rock. Slowly, then getting faster.

"Where d'ya want me to cum baby?" He huffs in your ear, rutting against you like some bitch in heat. Needing more.

"I- in me..." You whine, fingers digging into his mowhawk, sweat dripping down your back.

"Tha's my girl...my swee' swee' Bonnie.." He goes faster, snapping his hips against yours, his tip nudging against your cervix. Pleasure filled tears glossed your eyes, threatening to spill over as you held on for dear life.

The coil snapped before you even realized it was there. coating his cock in a shiny gloss. Dripping down his pubic hair before he finishes. A shaky moan erupting from his mouth as his fingers dig into you.

Panting together, you lock eyes. Bursting into laughter.

"You slut." You manage to get out through your giggle fest.

"Hey, you love it."

[misscherrys-world]

Fuck or Treat!

༒Starring༒: Tate Langdon, Kit Walker, Franken! Kyle Spencer, James Patrick March and Kai Anderson.

Obv I was inspired by this pic I found hilarious

Happy Witch’s New Year!

✣Warnings✣: NSFW.

Sorry if it sucks but I just wanted to write their reactions and I tried to be as canon as I can be. Enjoy!

Tate Langdon

Tate never left the house like other ghosts until he met Violet. But now she doesn’t talk to him he doesn’t go out and stays around her.

So one day when you moved in the house you decorated the front porch with pumpkins and he saw the carving.

It was hard to tell if it’s “fuck” or “trick* so he asks you.

You replied nonchalantly: Trick, you silly.

He looks at you and said: I’d prefer the fuck one.

“It’s so inappropriate for the children, I like it!”

So you both worked on the decorations together hopefully your parents won’t notice, at least not now.

Kit Walker

Would definitely choose to “fuck” without further explanation.

He would bend you on the table and thrusts deeply and passionately.

After you both finished he would ask: “Is it just for me or you’ll put it on the front porch?”

“It says trick, Kit.”

He looks at it in confusion “No it doesn- ohhh I see it my bad my bad”

“That was good actually keep doing this and I’ll give you dozens of kids”

Franken! Kyle Spencer

“TREAT” he would yell for treats.

I would laugh with Zoe for his enthusiasm.

Zoe: “Okay, Kyle… Read this.”

Kyle after a while of trying to make a word he says: “F-Fuck or.. Treat”

“Omg, Kyle no! It’s Trick or Treat” you laugh so hard because you did it on purpose to trick people in the Academy.

He pouts a little then he hugs you and Zoe: “Fuck”

I chuckled because I knew what he wanted from his hot witchy girlfriends.

Zoe closed the door and we 3 started to get undressed.

James Patrick March

James: “What in the-? Did they change or traditional Trick or Treat?”

“No James what do you mean? It says Trick or Treat.”

James: “I must say, dearest you’re not quite the talented one to carve pumpkins. I almost read it something completely different.”

“Did you read it “fuck”? Yeah I did it on purpose”

He looks at you intrigued: “That sounds obscene! I must say I myself thought of couple things we can do for this occasion.”

“Me too” you said playfully.

He presses a kiss to your lips first softly then it grows intense.

Kai Anderson

He huffs as he went down stairs, he didn’t approve of the Halloween decorations but you insisted.

As he enters the kitchen he saw the pumpkin.

He looks confused at first but then he catches on it quickly. He had quite the idea of this whole Trick and Treat concept.

He walks towards you in the living room and says: “New rule for the Halloween. It’s Fuck or Treat not Trick and Treat. And you’re allowed to do it with me. And only me, your divine ruler.”

You blink few times before you say: “Cool, you’re a good fuck after all.”

His ego flares up.

“Also that pumpkin.. I did it on purpose.”

Kai: “I could tell you horny slut.”

[satkru]

Crazy nsfw idea

Any of the mw2 characters suckin on m!reader BAZONGAS

Very silly ik 🤨🤷🏻😳

OMG YESSSSSSS DJSKSKKDKSKS

GHOST, KÖNIG, GAZ, N SOAP

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GHOST

- as you bounced away on ghost’s cock, the man was happily sucking on your tibbies. “aNg~! FucK ghost!! aH~!”

He lived for the reaction you had when he sucked away on your tits, your loud moans turned him on so much.

“You fucking love when I do this huh? You fucking love how I suck away on your massive tits?” He growled in your ear, his accent making the sentence sound more sexier.

You moaned away as you continued bouncing on ghost’s dick…

(Let your mind imagine the rest)

KÖNIG

You softly moaned as König left sweet love marks on your pecs, he was so gentle when it came to your pleasure.

“Please König~ please be rough with me~” (cringe) you whined as you fisted a soft clump of the German man’s long brown hair.(btw I just wanna say that I do go along with @//bluegiragi ‘s könig design )

König hummed against your pecs. He let go of the skin he was leaving a mark on, a small and thin string of saliva sticking to the tip of his tongue and the middle of the bright red bite mark he left.

He smirked and looked up at you, “anything for you, maus~”

Oh how his voice turned into a much more lower as he relaxed more into you, he then grabbed the waistband of your boxers and slowly pulled them down.

You shivered as a little cold breeze brushed against your exposed sensitive cock, he a-lined his dick right below your hole.

And just in a second, his entire dick was inside you. You couldn’t help but moan loudly, the girth and length of the thing was abnormally huge and you just took the entire thing in just like that.

The boobie sucking saga continued until the entire surface of your delectable pecs was littered by bite marks and hickeys.

GAZ

“You look so lovely like this babe~” gaz whispered into your ear as he then thrusted back into you.

A loud moan ripped itself out of you, the feeling of pleasure quickly running through your body was absolutely heavenly.

Kyle’s large hands dragged themselves up to your pecs, giving them a loving squeeze. Which made you moan louder.

“Ooo, you love it when I squeeze your pecs ay? You nasty whore” Kyle’s then started laying kisses all along your boobs, slowly lining his way up to your neck.

His mouth took over the marking on your tiddies, his warm mouth engulfing your nipples and just marking wherever he could made you almost cum.

He was way too skilled for his own good

SOAP (I didnt forget him this time <3 )

“AgHh~! J-just like that!” You screamed loudly as soap absolutely destroyed your ass. His grunts and skin slapping against skin roughly was the only thing heard other than your loud moaning.

Soap chuckled through breathless pants, his mind slowly guiding his hands to your chest. His hands gripped the soft skin, making your already loud noises even louder.

His index and his middle finger slowly dragged down to your nips. Soap then started to play around with them, making you absolutely feral at this point.

The feeling of your orgasm was approaching fast, your moans gradually getting louder let soap know that.

“C’mon babe~ cum for me”

As you came, Soap took your arm and swung it over his head. Making way for him to start sucking away on your nips.

(that was very weird to write)

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God this took longer than it was suppose to

BUT I HOPED YOU ALL LIKED IT:)

Featuring a little gift I made for all of you 🫶🫶🫶

[thevestigeofvanillaan]

I NEEED another part to the Kyle and Stan reader I NEEEED (if you wanna💕 luv ur writing btw)

hi!! omg ty guys sm, WOW. ive been asked this a couple times and i shall give it to you my lovleys!

Boyfriend!Stan x Girlfriend!Reader x Kyle. Part 2! Part 1!

The next time that Stan mentioned would come sooner than later. It'd been maybe a week? Who knows, could've been a day for all you'd known.

All you could think about lately was what'd happened. Stan.. and Kyle? Kyle too?

"Oh baby!!!" Stan said when he got home to see you in the kitchen making some food. You don't bother to eye him when you feel his arms wrap around you from behind and his head going straight to your exposed neck to place wet kisses on the skin. "Whatcha makin', gorgeous?"

"Potatoes in the crocpot." You smile at the funny feeling of his breath on your neck before turning around. "Should be forty fii–.." You pause when you see Kyle sitting on your couch in the living room behind Stan. He smiles and waves. "Hi, Kyle." You smirk. "Should be forty five more minutes." You smile to Stan.

"Sounds like enough time, Kyle?" Stan says, looking back at Kyle who stands from the couch and nods.

Stan takes your hand and leads you to the bedroom with Kyle following behind. Stan sits on the bed and holds your hands as you stand between his legs. He sighs. "I promised Kyle I'd let him fuck you, baby. Are you okay with that?"

Without hesitation you nod with a giddy smile on your face, turning around and walking into Kyle to hug him. You wrap your arms around his torso and squish your cheek against his stiff chest with a long breath through your nose. You take Kyle's hand as you back yourself up and into Stan's lap.

Stan holds your hips to insure you not to fall and you pull Kyle's neck down to kiss you softly. Soft kisses turn more heated as Kyle unbuttons his shirt. Not bothering to take it completely off, he pulls down your sweats. "Patience, my loves." Stan advises and the two of you back off eachother.

Climbing off Stan's lap, you look at him. You sit beside him and spread your legs towards Kyle. "Take it slow, yeah? Still got over half an hour and I promise, it doesn't take long with her.. she feels so good." Stan smirks at Kyle who nods and walks over to stand in front of you, gently and slowly massaging your legs further up. He reaches your panty covered cunt and rubs you through them.

Inpatient, you pull down your panties yourself and show yourself to Kyle who looks in mesmeration.

"Pretty, ain't it?" Stan remarks and Kyle nods with a "Sure is." before taking his hand to rub your clit.

Moaning into his soft touch you grab his wrist, "Fuck me." You demand and bite your lip.

"You asked, princess." Kyle shrugs and moves his hands to slide down his sweats and boxers in one fluid motion before bringing a hand to your hip, the other guiding his cock to your entrance. "Ready?" He asks to which you nod before Kyle slides in slowly.

Kyle thrusts slowly in and out of you, "You okay?" he asks and you respond with "mhm."

He groans out with nearly every thrust to the loud sounds of skin against skin and your sweet sounds. "Fuck... Stan." You moan out to your lover who's watching innocently with a coy smile on his face.

"Yes, baby?" He asks, bringing a hand to comb through your hair.

Biting your lip and grabbing at anything and everything around you, Stan chuckles. "Not funny, Stanley.. fuck—"

As you both grow closer to your release, Kyle places his hands on your hips and you grab both of his wrists. You stare up at his pretty facial expressions as his thrusts grow more sloppy and fast. "You're so pretty, Ky." You giggle.

"Am I?" He smirks, "Thanks.".

You slightly laugh at his reaction and feel your release coming quick, "Fuck– 'm cumming..!"

Kyle pulled out after your release to cum on the little amount of revealed skin on your tummy, some on your thighs. Your chest rises as you breathe heavily.

Sitting up and scooting back to lay yourself between Stan's legs and rest yourself on his chest, he kisses your head. "Was that good, honey?"

"Mhm." You nod. Kyle throws you a discarded shirt that was on the floor to clean yourself up with. Stan takes it and cleans you off from behind and helps you pull up your panties.

Clad in only panties and one of Stan's band t-shirts, you go back to the kitchen to finish up dinner.

[missuswalker]

DUDE ALL OF UR WRITINGS ARE SO GOOD u literally make Stan sound like a loser AND HE IS!!!! AND I EAT IT UP ITS SO FUNNY AGAIAHJAHQIA THE JUMPSCARE TOO😭😭😭

Could I req hcs of Stan (the slimy. The STINK.) and Kyle (I feel like he always has a prominent forehead vein from all the rage he has in his body) separate with some mutual pining w a f!reader that’s suuuuuper flirty n zesty w her friends like saying some out of pocket goofy shit like barking n meowing or “I’m hard” or like “I need u carnally.” LOL but also gets easily flustered when flirted back with??? I will kiss the ground u walk upon btw (thank you sm I’m literally up at 3:37 giggling thinking of when u post a response to this)

i'm in love with you for this YOU GUYS THINK UP THE GOOD SHIT

stan and kyle with a flirty reader

✮ summary: stan and kyle crushing on a flirty reader (who gets flustered when flirted back with)

✮ warnings: sexual jokes LMAO

kyle broflovski

i can't imagine him getting all "omg i- i- i- i- 😱😱" over it

like thats not happening

his face will get red, yes

but he's not gonna get super flustered over it

he'll be like "🫥😧" and side eye the hell out of you

it's funny to him sometimes, but also, if he's already pissed off, it's just annoying

"damn, tryna take it to the temple? 😏" "y/n, shut the fuck up."

but that only encourages you to do it more

but it makes him think he's not special since you flirt with your friends, too

"bebe, you can be my baybay if you know what i mean 😏😏 just call me mommy 😁"

and then gets upset and hopes you come flirt with him

the first time he flirted back, it was like you shut down

"why ask for my number when you can just call me a good girl" "i bet you'd like that wouldn't you"

IT WOULD SIMPLY BE THAT, NOT EVEN THAT INTENSE

you'd almost start doing the butters foot kick thing like in the episode where he had to partner up with cartman

"what 😁 huh 🥰 say that again? 😊"

he'd think it was so funny

his rizz isn't bad either so it's even worse

would pull the "you don't have anything to say, huh"

he'd start calling you petnames to make it worse

"come sit over here, babe"

just shit like that

realizes he's the only one you get super flustered over, so he makes his move

after a couple more days of torturing you

his ego just expands

thinks he's the shit

pulls out the black tshirt

stan marsh

oh my god he literally is a loser

"hey stan-ley, wanna give me that stan-d?" "woah."

brags about it

"y/n said she'd gobble me up yesterday 😏" "dude, what the flip" "kenny, you just don't get it."

but when he's around you he says the stupidest shit

"looking good, marshy poo" "oh, thanks 😰😁"

when he flirts back, it's all mid

"nice shirt, stanley" "nice face, y/n"

but when it still flusters you, he's like "yeah, she likes me"

"would you be interested in going out with me 🤓"

and then would be all like "uhhh i mean, uh, would you, let's go on a date"

thought he ate the girls up

standing there like "😏"

"yeah, sure"

AND IS SHOCKED

pretends he's not shocked

"oh, sweet 🥱" "like this pussy" "😦"

a/n: i love this so much

not proofread because im lazy (sexy facial expression)

[cocogrrrl]

HIIIIIII ugh ur writings are so freakin good and so fun to read it makes me AHHHH could I request kyle, stan, and kenny (separate) with a f!reader that can’t control her facial expressions at all so she’s pretty much an open book? Maybe have the reader be an artist so when she’s drawing she’s like 🤩😙🙁😋🤨😱😐 THANK UUUUU

expressions

(headcannons + drabbles!) the main three's separate reaction to their artist gf who is very expressive whenever they draw (requested!)

main three (separate) x female!reader no cws wc: 1007 overall

an: omg its my first time writing in an hc listed format also the drabbles are a lot more artist gf than the expressive thing sorry huhuuu (also i forgot to reply to the ask last time i took up a request LMAO)

🍀 k. broflovski (wc: 330)

He really wants to comment on it, but doesn’t wanna bother you

I don’t mean that in a bad way! I just think that he finds it entertaining to see your mood and facial expressions shift around a lot

Like okay imagine you two parallel playing, both of you off in your own worlds

Kyle looks up at you to see you go from happy to frustrated to upset to shocked all in the span of a few seconds

He definitely finds it adorable and just basks in it by the side

Completely forgets what he was doing cause you’re just so gosh darn cute awwww

You were lying face down, arms holding you up, on his bed. You were tasked to make landscapes of any place but from different perspectives and views. To be honest, you were struggling a little bit. Backgrounds and scenery aren’t quite your strong points, but that didn’t mean you weren’t trying! You were lying down there, tongue poking out as you focused really hard to get the drawing looking at least a little bit realistically correct. You were real deep into it that you didn’t even realize Kyle was watching you until you heard a soft giggle in the back, which immediately made your head whip up. “Hmmm?” You hummed, questioning what he was laughing about. “Ah, it’s nothing.” He smiled at your curiosity. The look of amusement on his face was still there, so you had a hint of what was going on. “You’re just really pretty." You felt your cheeks heat up, giddily smiling to yourself as you felt your legs kicking back and forth in happiness. “Thank you…” You hummed. He only laughed more in return. “Don’t thank me.” He said, lifting your head up by the chin with his fingers as he placed a little kiss on your nose.

🍁 k. mccormick (wc: 360)

FINDS IT SO CUTE

but definitely teases you about it like

“You should take up acting, YN. You’re really good at changing emotions.”

Do you know how some people make facial expressions and random body movements for reference while drawing?

When he sees it for the first time, with no context whatsoever, he thought you got possessed or something CAUSE YOU WERE JUST FLAILING YOUR ARMS AROUND WHILE LOOKING INTENTLY AT THEM

I can just imagine him lying down, watching you drawing, while he’s kicking his feet in the air HEPL

You and your boyfriend, Kenny, were sat slumped against a wall in the back of some alleyway, spending your time together in the quiet where only sounds of passing cars, footsteps and chatter of pedestrians, and the soft winds blowing every now and then. You were getting into your drawings on your little sketchbook, moving from one doodle to the other and leaving many unfinished. Every couple of minutes, you’d revisit the other, but that was only if you were still up to it. Other than that, you had new ideas pulling you away from your drawings every other second. Kenny was playing with the hair that fell by the side of your face as you were doing your own business—twirling, braiding, and unfurling it over and over again. You stretched out your hand and formed it in a reached-out, grabbing motion, shifting it every so often to get a better view of what it looked like. Kenny watched you observing yourself in intrigue as well, resting his chin on your shoulder. As soon as you were done and about to get back to drawing, he lifted himself back up and started to play with your hair once more. While you were drawing out the hand same hand you motioned earlier, you felt a soft kiss on your cheek, which caught you off guard. You turned your head in Kenny's direction, giving him a look that asked, ‘Why?’ Not in a bad way, just out of curiosity. He shrugged in return, cupping your face in one hand with his fingers resting on both cheeks as he squeezed them. “Cutie.”

🎸 s. marsh (wc: 317)

He doesn’t pay much mind to it honestly

He sees it for the first time and thinks it’s kinda silly, but not much after that

He brings it up sometimes though like

“Oh, yeah, I think it’s funny how you’re really expressive.”

But really its not something that bothers him

If anything, he finds it really adorable sometimes, especially when you get a little too into the zone and you’re just changing expressions every millisecond

Honestly, I think it’s a neat little dynamic since you’re probably really bubbly while Stan’s more aloof

You and Stan were in your favorite corner of the world—Stark’s Pond. Okay, technically, it’s one of the farthest things from a corner, given that it’s a whole landscape, but it was a special place unbeknownst to many, especially people who aren’t from the small town of South Park. You two were sat on a bench by the pond, Stan playing the guitar cross-legged, and you were leaning towards it while drawing on your tablet. You hummed along with the songs he was playing, familiar to you as it was your relationship’s self-declared theme song. Your face was twisted in a pout, trying to get a small detail, but important (to you), correct. You clicked your tongue, flipping your canvas every so often to make sure it looked right or physically possible. You sighed, resting your body weight on Stan as he paused to look at you and your art’s progress. “Frustrated?” He hummed, putting his arm down so that it was more comfortable for you to lean onto him. “No,” you clicked your tongue. “Just need to get around this little part. Like, I can’t  draw feet for the life of me.” You sighed, tipping your head a little further as you ground into Stan's shoulder. He found himself giggling at you, patting your back, and giving you a little kiss on the cheek.

[augustrambles]

HIII omg i love ur page, its so beautiful to look at sobs AND YOUR WRITING?? 100/10, love it.

if its okay, i wanted to req kyle walking in on the reader uHHHH.. touching- either that or theyre roomates or wtv and he hears them moan his name and he's like "oh??"

let's b honest his face would def match his hair LMAOO anyway yea, take ur time with it bb i just can't stop thinking ab this scenario and need someone to put it into words for me 😭😭!1!! that's it, take care < 3

-🔪 anon (i think no one uses this one?? so im claiming)

WELCOME 🔪 ANON!! so nice to have you love, thank u!! i spent a little too much time on my page.... so thank you for complimenting it! i ♡ this trope thank u. my first post after coming back <3 GUESS WHOS BACK BACK AGAIN!! AUGUSTS BACK, TELL A FRIEND!!

kyle broflovski x reader [college roomates au]

warnings: nsfw, no sub/dom, masturbation(obvi) , getting caught!!

KYLE BROFLOVSKI

kyle was writing an essay in his room, doodling on the page over and over as his concentration started to fade by the second. he could barely take it anymore, he was so desperate thinking about your smile, your laugh, and your frown, the way you yelled at people when you got mad. everything about you.. was so.. he sighed and let himself rest, throwing his head back he sighed, almost as if a sigh in dissapointment in himself for falling into his desires so easily. either way, he pushes the feeling aside as he begins to pull down his sweatpants, like he had done shamely, many times before.

you were out with your friends anyone, it's not as if he could get caught anyway, so what's the harm? (haha! jinxed!) his sweatpants, along with his underwear, now fell to the ground as he fisted himself, imagining you, imagining every "good morning" or "good night" you told him, you yourself.. was so perfect. the more his thoughts entered his mind, the more filthy he felt, the more he felt like a pervert. he was so busy beating himself to you that he didn't even notice you entering the house. either you'd come home early, or.. he lost track of time.. he jumped at the sound of his door opening and he rapidly put his underwear back on, though, to no use. "[name]! i- i can explain!" "oh honey.. i don't think there's a need to explain." you smirked as you turned his chair around so he would face you, you giggled as his flustered look. "do you want help, baby?" you said, and if he was in a better state of mind, he wouldve taken it as an insult, as if you were mocking him, but he was so desperate.. and that didn't change once you got on your knees. oh boy, this was going to be a long night..

[sergeant-angels-trashcan]

Hawkeye and the 141's Nicknames

The entire 141 has a moment where they see Kate Bishop do or say something to one of them that has the other men going "oh, she's going to die for real"

which

obviously never happens.

the last time this happens, they're piling in to Price's office for a meeting of some kind--nothing serious, but not not serious.

Kate flops herself into one of the chairs across from Price (without permission or asking because she does not believe in rank) and says in a genuinely sympathetic voice because something is clearly bothering the man:

"Hey bestie."

Well, the boys think, it was nice while it lasted. They'll miss her.

And Price closes his eyes and lets out the softest sigh as he finally accepts his fate, and says, "Yes, queen?"

and the boys go from "where should we hide the body?" to "oh, she's ours forever forever. ok cool."

she still does stupid irritating shit but she's theirs for keeps so they just have to deal with it

she calls Price bestie more than she probably should. also bae. (he asks the task force to help him prep for a date and Kate says "omg ur serving cunt bestie!" Price knows enough to know he is not, in fact, serving cunt, but he appreciates the sentiment [he actually DOES look really good. Kate says something about him being a whole-ass thirst trap and Soap asks if she needs to be sedated])

she calls Kyle Gaz-my-love. All one word. After the first week, she never calls him just Gaz. If she doesn't call him Gaz-my-love he immediately knows something is wrong. not like "he did something that made her mad" wrong but "Kate is actively bleeding out" wrong. Sometimes it makes sense--"Gaz-my-love will you pass the salt" and sometimes it's absurd "Gaz-my-love the next time I tell you to stay down and you don't I'm going to pull your lungs through your nostrils"

Soap and Ghost get pouty because they don't get cute special nicknames (NOT THAT THEY WILL EVER ADMIT THIS IS THE PROBLEM) for a while

eventually she calls Soap girlypop. he rejects this nickname and Ghost is like "why? it's cute! pftpfptpfttt" and Kate goes :D ok girlypop it's yours

Soap winds up with Barbie. It's not really used unless he's a considerable distance from Kate so she can yell "HI BARBIE!!!" if anyone tries to make fun they point out that Barbie is literally the coolest, stfu

for some reason (Price starts it) they start calling Kate "dove" and Kate is like D:< doves arent even that COOL, they get released on special days sometimes? okkkkk

and Gaz says, "we mean like....a rock dove!"

Kate's all ooooh that sound COOL what's a ROCK DOVE???

and Gaz is just. staring at her. are. you don't know? what a rock dove? is?

is she SUPPOSED to??? just because she IS a bird doesn't mean she knows all the other birds!!!

and Gaz has to explain to this lifelong New Yorker that a rock dove is a pigeon

(pigeons are badass kate once saw one steal an entire piece of pizza so she's cool with it and gaz has to go sit in a closet for a few minutes because that woman saved his LIFE last week and he just had to explain pigeons to her)

[blueberrypancakesworld]

Love the devil's painting

James Heathridge x fem!reader

warning : dubious use of faith, kiss, mentioned/implied murder, obsession, darker themes, no use of Y/n

Summary : It was his job to continue his mother's work but with each passing time it seemed to get harder. Harder to stab, harder to hear the screams. Yet in such dense darkness he had her his angel his darling…his only love he ever needed.

info : Soooo omg I finally saw the episode of him in Criminal Minds and I love Kyle's character his performance once again so good and he himself just incredible. I will write more for him and I can recommend Heathridge Manor to every Criminal Minds and Kyle Gallner fan. Have fun reading ;)

cover by me (no the best but I did it weeks ago so sorry)

masterlist

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The devil is a being of abilities that exceed those of a simple human being. A being of abilities that could have killed a man with a simple glance. A being that humans should pay homage to, a being that demanded sacrifice in order to be subdued.

Not everyone could do this task, he knew that, not everyone could face such a thing, not everyone had been given the task of putting an end to this creature on earth to banish the devil. His mother, his anchor and guide since he was little since he had realized how this world worked was like a spirit always with him.

His dreams as soon as he closed his eyes and forgot the beating of his heart he could hear her voice so soft and sweet but with a mission Find the devil women. Women who had been seduced by devils, who could no longer be saved, who spoke their prayers in the water at the stone turns and would go to heaven, but who woke up from the water baptism he would take care of them with his own hands stained with blood and gripping the iron tighter when he struck and stabbed, when he crushed their necks and saw the evil leave their eyes.

It had been like this for months, ever since he had picked up the colors, ever since his mother had spoken to him.

His beloved sister was marked by this wlet, he had to protect her, wanted to give her everything and also take everything from her, her talents for clothing were necessary otherwise the devil would strike again.

His house, the mansion, was a curse and a blessing in equal measure, every corner filled with madness and devils and at the same time the place of refuge for him…and for the woman he had seen.

It was another vision another feeling his mother before him as alive as he remembered her and in the photos ,,A creature appears my son a creature of God…an angel for the salvation of your soul make her yours…. she will be yours only as a reward for your maltreated soul" he heard the whispering like the wind.

When his mother spoke the garden the flowers so beautiful and yet as thin as paper a mist that lay around him his touch with his mother always there to pass through full of cold and hardly real and yet it was.

Her touch on his cheek, the tears that flowed from his blue eyes when he felt the pain of her loss, when he realized how his soul had been violated, when this false reality threatened to take over his mind and he had "killed" the girls.

No, as soon as he closed his eyes one more time he would see the next victim, he would see her, he would see the angel, he would see…his possession. These dream visions as he applied the colors to the brushes one by one the sounds of the house the wind, the creaking, the voice over the gramophone and the instruments as his own mind wandered on.

His mother gave him the reward of the divine atonement against the devil against the blood on his hands against his fantasies that came to him in dreams fantasies of sin of carnal lust and devotion the deadly sin of lust that haunted him only partially relieved when he had the blood on one hand at night in his room had not washed off the blood and had the need for someone.

He wanted to put his hands around her neck again, but he wanted it to be warm and like this, he wanted to give someone his love, not the love he gave to his sister, but the love that a fighter against the devil deserves.

The love that was expressed in dreams that filled his mind with longing for this angel of a woman in his dreams and mingled with the romantic devotional writings of Shakespeare.

An image slowly formed in his mind and he finally found out who should be his as his blue eyes looked at the picture in front of him. A face he could see that he had seen many, many months ago, ,,I'm off to the library to do something, Lara!" he called into the house, hearing their shirts enter the hallway, but by then he had already closed the door and locked it, his beloved sister would have to wait, but she would endure.

He started the engine of the black car so he could go faster he knew exactly who it was She should have been mine mother if you had spoken to me sooner he said in his head seeing only the brief smile of the woman who had given birth to him before the mist disappeared again and he took the road towards the town.

After he had flunked out of the university back then, the medieval history course with a focus on literature, a small course, a handful of people and there she was.

The same eye color and hair, the same body under the clothes and the same voice that played in his head when the thoughts of this human desire for lust came over him.

It was she who was the only being on this earth who understood his fascination, no, his life, it was she who had visited him, she was his promised angel wife. She was his desire and his everything. She was his.

From his seat in the carriage he could see her in the library going around books helping people and writing down a few things that needed to be improved. It was her, it was vin every day they met and he knew he was sure she would want to be his too. But he would have her, he was promised.

Getting out of the car and going to the library, he went for a slightly different potion every other "victim" he had approached had taken advantage of the lust and money he had a lot of.

But she, his angel, was to be approached differently and he picked out a few books that he wanted to take with him and his gaze remained on her as he stood slyly at the counter.

She was so close, she was the angel and even though she didn't recognize him yet when his voice spoke she started to engage in a conversation and he said, ,,Excuse me my dearest maiden but you came from Oregon University's history class. Do you remember your dear lord?" he asked and made a theatrical bow seeing how her mind searched her until that lightness appeared in her eyes and she answered his words with, ,,So quickly my heart beat in your sight Lord James what a joy to see you" and came around the counter to pull him into a hug.

Soft her body was against his soft as an angel her hair so perfect he wanted to grab it her eyes full of joy not taking them out and looking at them forever. Her voice full of sweetness and her heart beating so fast when he felt her soft chest pressed against him.

,,It's been months, how nice to see you again," she said and slowly let go of him while he took his hand off her shoulder a few moments later. ,,Yes, I also wanted to read a few books, a few home studies, a correspondence course…it's difficult if I admit it," he replied, giving the nervous young man a look he had to force himself to give her, even though he wanted to look at her forever.

He had always judged her correctly, otherwise his mother wouldn't have allowed him to have her either, because her eyes were blinking. ,,I'm in my last year if you want, well I can help you only if you want my lord," she winked and his smile met hers as he accepted her help and they exchanged numbers before she turned back to her job but there was still some small talk between them, ,,I'm really looking forward to seeing you tonight James," she told him goodbye and he smiled back before he walked out of the library and got into his car.

The smile on his lips faded and the look in his eyes went blank for a moment as the mist cleared the track, ,,She'll be gone soon…my son so take what's yours…with iron and will," he heard the voice distant and close before he felt her touch where his beloved lady had embraced him. Full of softness and joy she would be and he lashed out tonight.

The door opened and closed as he returned home smelling only of the food his sister had made, hearing the whirring of the sewing machine which meant a new dress would soon be ready. ,,You're back James," said his sister who was standing in the hallway looking at him waiting for him to tell him what he had been up to, ,,Yes I am sister we are expecting a special guest…mother has sent us an angel" he said seeing first the surprise and then the joy in her eyes as she realized that they would finally have a guest someone to talk to.

In the corner of his eye he saw her running up the stairs and activating the answering machine again, apparently his sister wanted to surprise her or her guest. Whatever it would be, it would certainly be like a wonderful angel.

But he also set to work, searching through the kitchen and the fridge to find ingredients for a reasonably appropriate meal and preparing the living room, getting the records ready and leaving a few books open on the table. He was nervous, a feeling he hadn't felt for a long time, but above all it was excitement he felt knowing that as soon as she set foot in his home she was his.

A fact that was sealed with the ringing of the bell and he opened the door for her with a smile, ,,A very good evening my lady please come in" he said with a bow and heard her smirk as she entered and hung her coat on the hanger her eyes looking around with interest he knew it would be her taste he saw the fascination sa the fruit saw so much more she didn't know about yet.

,,It's beautiful your house James this antique decor and the music just so you" she greeted back and pulled him into a quick embrace before he led her towards the living room where she looked around again looking even more interested.

They had visited each other before but from their understanding they could both guess what each other's place looked like, ,,I'm glad you like it, most of it is family heirlooms and antiques," he admitted and leaned against the large door frame, letting his eyes wander over her.

She was perfect, she is perfectly delicate and knowing, calm and gorgeous. She was an angel, his angel. But when he heard the clock chime a few moments later, he just said, ,,I've cooked something in case you haven't eaten yet," and disappeared into the kitchen without giving her an answer, ,,We can learn something or I'll show you my things," she said and slowly sat down at the large kitchen table where she found herself sitting at the head opposite James.

As she put her things down and continued to look around, he came in with two plates of steam rising from the hot food and a mouthwatering smell, ,,You didn't have to do that, thank you James," she said and only moments later complimented him after her first bite.

He was pleased that she liked it he was pleased that she liked everything here because not only would she have it like this forever she would experience it with him.

The discussions went well and her knowledge impressed him at least a little. She seemed to have taken another look at her books because she had picked out a few pages on Satanism, faith, the history of visions and God's kings.

You are perfect my angel so perfect it went through his mind as he lost himself again and again in her eyes, the mirror of her soul, the gateway to her heart.

The sound of dishes, pages of books and an occasional noise was not disturbing her peace, at least not until he heard footsteps again, ,,My dear, this is my sister Lara…she has something for you," he said and rose with his guest, it was time to pursue his needs, the tingling in his body, the visions, the images, the lust that overcame him.

Lara smiled it was a genuine happy smile as she handed the older girl the white dress a pretty creation a sleeping gown with bright pink bows and ruffles at the sleeves and ends.

A memory of his mother flashed briefly it looked similar to the nightgown, his angel not his mother but he knew he would get the same comfort from her…he would take what was his.

While Lara spoke to the older woman, she handled the prosthesis on the black-haired woman's arm with such motherly kindness. It was a kindness he appreciated and he knew that his sisters would also take his angel to their hearts. She would forgive him for hurting her first, she would forgive him for the beginnings, the iron and the hurt, she would forgive everything with the right approach.

As Lara continued to hold the dress to her, making sure it fit, his hand closed around the poker and slowly lifted it. ,,I'm sorry," Lara said as she snatched the dress and backed away a step, his angel turning to him in confusion, not seeing the heavy iron coming and banging the butt side against her temple with a dull thud.

One blow, one blow, was enough to send her body crashing to the ground with another dull thud. ,,A fallen angel full of beauty and innocence…I'm sure she'll like the dress," James told his sister, who looked a little shaken when she saw the renewed measure of violence. It wasn't a killing like she had seen many times before the brutality of the images no it was something else something she knew would last much longer.

As James wrapped his arms tightly around his angel, lifting her up and pressing her body against him, the siblings made their way up to the second floor where his room, Lara's room and his angel's room were already there. ,,I'm sure she'll like the decorations," the black-haired girl murmured, pointing to the pictures she had picked out next to the new clothes. Pictures with biblical texts and depictions, some just too chaste while others depicted death and war.

James laid the younger girl's body on the large four-poster bed drew the soft curtains around the bed and took the nightgown from his sister's hands, ,,I know she'll like it all trust me soon you'll have someone too…but leave me alone now sew another dress my job is not finished though" he said and after a moment's hesitation his little sister disappeared and closed the door.

Alone. Alone was a messenger of the biblical powers now with an angel, his angel. A wonderful being without wings chained up in this house. ,,You will look wonderful," he talked to her and slowly placed his fingers on the fabric of her clothes, feeling the tingling, the longing for her, for a touch, for a being made…perhaps also for his mother.

He slowly took the fabric from her body as if he were working on his artwork, until piece by piece her body and the soft skin became more visible. "You are like heaven," he whispered over every birthmark, every stretch mark and every scar, no matter how small, running his fingers over them, placing his lips on them and kissing her for remaining so still. The other devil brides screamed and wriggled but she lay there wonderfully soft.

Before he reached for the nightgown, another beautiful work of his sister's hands pulled the soft fabric between his fingers to put it on her, the soft fabric lying loosely on her body, an image of a lady, his angel, his pretty doll.

Her eyes closed, the beautiful mirrors of her soul closed, into which he would look often enough. Her soft lips slightly parted, he leaned in close and breathed in her sweet scent, placing his lips on hers. ,,Full of sweetness and devotion, you receive my love," the words flowed from Jaime's own lips. He slowly made his way back to the bed and lay next to her, his fingers bandaging her calm breathing and resting his head on her chest.

He closed his own eyes and listened to her heartbeat, a muscle that was always moving, running his fingers over her body along the soft skin, lightly caressing the fabric of her dress before lightly massaging her breasts as he kissed his way down her neck. ,,Mother was right, you are my angel, my love," he murmured to her, his lips covered with lust and desire.

She held him like his mother did, her calm breaths his slightly elevated heart longing for her, his body pressed against her. Already he would have swallowed her whole with everything she gave him from her salted tears, the nectar of lust and her heartfelt buds that he would suck on.

The contact was all he would need and as soon as she woke up she would be his. His angel, his one and only Lady Heathridge.

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@angelsanarchy

@starry-eyed-wild-child

[t0ast-ghost]

S3 EP18 (The Lights Of Zetar) My original opening here was just lyrics to the song airplanes???

Wish right now:

- Scotty is already trying to romance Mira Romaine (her name is lettuce) I can tell without even hearing him speak

- WHY IS KIRK TALKING ABOUT SCOTTYS LONELINESS IN HIS SHIP LOGS?!?

- SULU what the FUCK

- I feel like people could just say stuff in older television. Like now everyone’s gotta explain what everything means but before they could just be like, ‘yep it’s a warp engine’ and everyone else would agree that that is in fact a warp engine

- uh oh she looked into the eclipse

- Ehat is happening to Kirk

- McCoy walks in so casually. It’s another Tuesday

- I would hate to be on a biobed. That would be so awkward.

- She’s being a dick to McCoy for no reason

- McCoys slight turtleneck coming out of his short sleeved shirt <3

- That’s just a dude chilling in her eye. Oh wait no he’s dead on the planet

- That is a horrifying noise

- “What did she die of?” … heheh well let’s just say- No I shan’t

- Gaining the powers of prophecy

- OMG KYLE. I’ve missed you my bbygirl

- Scotty that’s the worst advice I’ve ever heard

- Spock looks so babygirl right here??? Like???

- Is this becoming a trolley problem? Needs of the many vs. Needs of the few (edit: no idea what this is referring to but it sounds smart?)

- Kirk’s ass Good plan, she’s gotta be questioned, also good to take Spock and McCoy with you

- “Parents deceased” DAMN. RIGHT IN FRONT OF HER

- boop beep bloup

- Imagine getting judged this harshly by the polycule

- I think this would have been a better reveal if there was a bit more build up to her behavioural changes

- Sparkles

- I love Spock and McCoy in the corner for this scene

- “Mira will not kill me.” *immediately dies* /j he was just a little silly

- This is a lot like the exorcist (I’ve never seen the exorcist)

- “Doctor McCoy is correct, Captain.” Kirk looks at Spock like, ‘he’s what now?’

- “You mean ‘love’ as motivation?” Yeah cause Spock’s never been motivated by this. Ever. Nope. Couldn’t be him…

- “Well this is an Enterprise first. Doctor McCoy, Mr Spock, and engineer Scott find themselves complete agreement. Can I stand the strain?” I laughed at this and resumed the show and then Kirk laughed at the same time in the same way and I’m scared.

Masterpost

Episode written by Jeremy Tarcher & Shari Lewis

[kenny-the-ken]

Omg imagine a kenny or kyle fic of a pregnancy scare like theyve been together for ages and they both just got into university and they’re like shit oh fuck what are we gonna do

I have a toddler so this one hits close to home considering I ended up pregnant at 18, and at the beginning of the pandemic 🫢 ALL AGED UP CHARACTERS!!

Positive or Negative?

You were due your dreaded monthly a week ago, and the longer you'd been waiting for it to come, the more and more worried you became. You hadn't told Kenny, even though you both shared an apartment together, you were too scared to tell him, how would he react if he thought you were pregnant?! Would he stay with you or run for the hills? Not to mention, did YOU even want to be pregnant?! You just wanted this nightmare to end! But would it end how you wanted it to?

You couldn't believe you were saying this, but you were praying for your period to come, and Kenny had picked up on your strange mood and behaviour the past few days, and he thought it was something that he had done, and as he rose from your shared bed, the smell of pancakes wafting through your apartment, and the sound of the radio radiating from the kitchen. He decided that you had seemed off for long enough, and he needed to know why, and was he to blame.

"Hey baby." Kenny's voice was groggy, his arms wrapping themselves around your waist, his head resting on your shoulder as you stood over the cooker, flipping the four pancakes in the frying pan, a smile on your face, melting against his touch.

"Morning, babe, sleep well?" You asked, as Kenny pressed a gentle kiss on your cheek. And Kenny nodded, watching carefully what you were doing.

"Yeah I did, babe. Can I ask though... have I done anything to piss you off or... has something happened you haven't told me about, cause you've seemed off the past few days." Kenny asked, as you turned to look at him, shaking your head no.

"No no, Ken, it's nothing like that it's just... it's silly really, it doesn't matter." You spoke, shaking your head no as you turned back to serve the pancakes, placing two each on the plates sitting on the worktop, you had already sat out a collection of different toppings, and you hoped that Kenny would let the issue go, you really didn't want to talk about this right now.

It was early and both of you had class in a few hours, the first semester of university had only just started, Kenny was studying Physics with an interest in Quantum Physics and mechanics and you were studying Criminal Law with Forensic science. Both of you wanted to get ahead in life, give your children in the future what you both never had. You had both worked your asses off to get a scholarship, and you both got accepted at South Park University, on top of that, working all hours for minimum wage so you could both leave your shitty living conditions and finally have a good life, but if you were pregnant, then what?! You knew Kenny would be worried sick, he'd probably go back to drug dealing to keep you both ticking over and able to afford the rent, since you'd end up out of work for a while, and what about your degrees?!

"Babe, please. Talk to me! We promised no secrets, whatever it is we can get through this together, just please don't shut me out." Kenny pleaded, his eyes soft, almost teary looking, and you couldn't keep it in any longer. A long sign escapes you as you sat opposite him at the kitchen table, your head landing in your hands before rising to look at your boyfriend.

"I'm freaking out because I was supposed to have my period a week ago, and it still isn't here! I think I might be pregnant, Kenny." You spoke, voice quiet, tears in your eyes as you looked up at him, his mouth agape and eyes wide.

"Holy shit! Um... okay. Have you taken a pregnancy test?" Kenny asked, trying to approach the situation calmly.

"No, I'm too scared to!! I just... promise you won't leave me?" You spoke, head back in your hands, wiping the tears that fell from your eyes, and you felt a warm embrace, Kenny held you close, peppering kisses along your face, shushing you before he spoke, his tone soft.

"Babe, we'll get a test, if it's negative, then we're okay, and if it's positive then we'll discuss it further, but I swear to you, baby or no baby, I will always be with you, no matter what, okay?" He reassured you, gently moving a strand of your long h/c hair from your face, smiling at you, and you smiled back, wiping your eyes with the backs of your hands.

"Okay, Kenny. Thank you." You said, returning his hug and taking a deep breath of his scent, he smelt like aftershave, your perfume and weed, and you suddenly felt safe, your mind slightly more at ease.

"I bought a test the other day, I've just been too scared to take it." You spoke, and Kenny took your hand, making you stand from your chair, completely forgetting both of your breakfasts, as he led you to the bathroom.

"I'll come in with you, I'll be there every step of the way baby, okay?" Kenny was taking this far better than you expected him to, and you nodded, taking it from the pharmacy bag you had dumped there the other day, and staring blankly at the box, before opening it, taking the test from its plastic packaging and reading the instructions.

You sat, hovered above your hand that was underneath you, holding the test, as you sat on the toilet, and once you'd peed on the stick you put its cap back on and sat it on the sink, cleaning yourself up and then washing your hands.

"How long till we know?" Kenny questioned, looking more nervous than he was before, a small bead of sweat visible on his forehead.

"Three minutes." You replied, coming to hug your partner, needing some serious moral support in this moment.

Those three minutes felt like the longest three minutes of your life, and you swore time had came to a standstill. You lifted the test when your timer went off on your phone, your eyes closed, before cracking one open slightly to see the words Not Pregnant written on it, and you felt a huge wave of relief crash over you, as you handed it to Kenny, and both of you smiled at each other, Kenny also sighing, wiping his forehead.

"This calls for celebration sex!" Kenny exclaimed, picking you up bridal style as you laughed the whole way to the bedroom, both of your minds now at ease. Sure, you both loved each other, and you both wanted to have a family, but you wanted financial stability first, and to live your lives child free, at least for a few more years till your degrees were finished.

"Yeah, well pull out this time, before we end up in this mess again with a different outcome!" You replied, both of you laughing as Kenny plopped you on the bed, before landing beside you, pulling you down with him.

While happy that you weren't pregnant, you couldn't wait for when you would be, just knowing you both would create the most beautiful little baby ever, but that was for the future, right now in this moment, you were both happy just you two together.

[enjolrasling]

I saw the Les Miserables US tour on Tuesday and am still IN MY FEELINGS about it, so here’s a random assortment of somewhat coherent thoughts/rambles/write up/review.

(Note: I saw the entire principle cast except Randy Jeter (who was out) and two ensemble swings. Andrew Marks Maughan was pulling double duty as both the Bishop and Combferre.)

• I didn’t know anything about Nick Cartell going in, but holy fuck, that VOICE. Tone is immaculate. Lungs of fucking steel.

• “Another story must beGINNNNNN” are you kidding me Nick. Who gave you the right to be this talented. Why is this man not more famous?!

• Preston Truman Boyd as Javert - voice is great, nice deep baritone. I wanted a smidge more from him acting wise though (this improved over the course of his performance).

• Nick and Preston sound phenomenal together, their voices work SO WELL.

• Haley Dortch has the voice of an angel and I loved her portrayal of Fantine.

• I appreciated that when Fantine was attacked/arrested all of the lovely ladies kept trying to stop it/help her. A nice staging touch.

• The whole transition into the courtroom was fantastic. Nick with that ending note of “Who Am I?” 🤯 I feel like I heard a few nods to Colm’s Valjean throughout Nick’s performance, this being one, which I appreciated on a cellular level.

• Confrontation sounded sooo good. It is a little goofy looking because Nick is so much shorter/smaller than Preston, which made the whole Valjean-as-stronger-man thing a bit silly. The blocking here didn’t do much for me. But what can you do. However! The “you’ll wear a different CHAInnn!” *cue Present with the chain hitting the stage floor* was fierce.

• It took a minute but Matt Crowle really won me over as Thénardier. Acting choices were 💯 without going over the top.

• There was a lot going on during “Master of the House” and it was a lot of fun, but also hard to catch everything.

• Gavroche was delightful. As usual.

• I’m not sure why Enjolras’ blonde wig was so bad, but it was really distracting. Devin Archer does a very decent Enjolras, but man that wig was not doing him any favors.

• Marius’ entrance was forgettable. I think this was more a staging issue than a reflection on Jake David Smith maybe? All the students kind of looked the same at this time. I had a hard time telling Les Amis apart all night, honestly. Except for Enjolras and Grantaire, obviously, which brings me to….

• Kyle Adams. You freaking fan-servicing national treasure. Cards on the table, seeing reviews of Kyle’s Grantaire was the single biggest reason I decided to catch this tour, and I was really, REALLY hoping to see him in the role. I did not think anyone would ever come close to eclipsing Hadley as my R of all time, but Kyle is right up there in his orbit. Omg that scene stealing little shit. He really put his all into “the drunk one”. Blowing the kiss to E at the end of Red and Black. Continually slapping people with his coat jacket. The dick-bottle in Enjolras’ face. Constantly goofing around with Gavroche. It was all gold. I really appreciate an actor who’s done their homework, and Kyle is very obviously well versed in both the source material and the rabid E/R fan fiction. His performance is a love letter to the fans - to those of us who have cried over the brick, who have watched every musical version we’ve been able to get our hands on over and over again - and I love that for all of us.

• Anyway, back to “Red and Black”. Devin is great, really brings the sassy Enjolras energy. Marius is….kind of forgettable again. Sorry, Jake. Enjolras when he grabs that flag…Devin is really serving.

• “Do You Hear the People Sing” was wonderfully rousing, as always. One of my favorites forever. The transition to the streets was very pleasing. Again, Devin with that damn flag. I might end up shipping Enj with the flag as much as E and R, he’s that passionate with it 🤣

• Delaney Guyer was a perfectly pleasant Cosette. No criticisms, I just haven’t really ever cared about Cosette much as a character. Her songs do very little for me. But Delaney was lovely.

• Mya Rena Hunter as Eponine was somewhat “meh” for me. Her vocals are killer and “On My Own” got one of the biggest ovations of the night, but I didn’t love her acting choices. Or maybe lack there of, it didn’t seem like there were any. I dunno.

• The staging/choreo for “One Day More” was really entertaining. Much better than the underwhelming marching I saw in the 2012 production. Devin serving sassy, dramatic Enjolras with flair and a rifle is a whole ass mood.

• I fucking love the barricade set. Seeing Les Amis climb all over that thing is such a moment. Enjolras literally leaping off the set multiple times. Dude gets AIR.

• Gavroche flipping off Javert was an audience favorite.

• “A Little Falls of Rain” was underwhelming. The staging was a bit awkward and there was no scene chemistry between Jake and Mya. I really wanted to feel something. I didn’t. Just eh.

• “Drink With Me”, on the other hand, was so wonderfully emotional. Kyle’s stying of R’s verse is an angrier, grittier interpretation and I’m sooo here for it. Enjolras goes to console him and R pushes him away. The pain feels so real.

• “Bring Him Home”….Nick. Fucking. Cartell. I have no words. He cast an absolute SPELL over the theater. His breath control is super human. His last “home” note went on FOREVER. Absolutely phenomenal. Hands down best version I’ve ever heard live. Biggest ovation of the night.

• Gavroche’s death 😭 So sad, so well done. It was very striking how he was shot just as Enjolras’ hand reached up for him as he returned. The timing, the lights, sound everything was excellent. Then he crumpled onto E’s shoulder. E handed his lifeless body to R, who was just devastated. I love the relationship they created between Gavroche and R this production. The entire build up of their interactions made this moment so poignant and believable.

• Christopher Robin Sapp really took his 5 seconds of National Guard Officer/Loud Hailer time and absolutely slayed it. I want to see more of this guy in the future.

• The choreo of the final battle was very satisfying. I totally missed Marius getting injured and just mistook him for another student because again….Marius was just not catching any of my attention this tour, lol. The frantic moment between E and R in this scene was so raw and well done by both actors. R reaching for E’s face, clasping hands so very briefly. Ugh.

• Then E with the flag again. This scene is so striking and Devin gives it EVERYTHING. Then R climbing up after E once he gets shot and falls off of the barricade. The way it takes a few moments for R to die after being shot and Kyle freaking Adams makes sure the audience knows it…

• I was lucky enough to see a production with the revolving stage back in the day and I’m really glad I did, because the reveal of Enjolras’ body hanging upside down off the other side of the barricade with the flag is one of those theater moments that will haunt me forever. Enjolras’ lifeless body in the cart just doesn’t have quite that same punch, but it’s timed very nicely with the music swell, and the way his body shifts/almost falls out of the cart when it’s carried away again is quite effective.

• Ok so the sewers. That was cool. I felt like this production used just enough of the screen to really assist the set design without relying on it too much. It worked really well for the orchestration and gave depth to Valjean just dragging Marius across the stage 3 times.

• Thénardier dragging in that corpse by his ankles for “Dog Eats Dog” lol. Matt really showed up for this scene. I think he did a good job of dipping into the “comedic” aspects of Thénardier as well as balancing the really rotten parts - this was a really great rotten part. I thoroughly enjoyed his turn as the infamous innkeeper.

• Javert is such a little drama queen.

• “Stars” was A++++. One of my forever favorites anyway, but Preston took this song to church. Also, I do NOT remember this staging, if it’s what I saw in 2012 (I don’t think so?!) and holy shit. I was not expecting what they did, which got quite a few gasps from the audience. The falling/floating/reaching while holding that last “ONNNNNNN” was a fucking MOMENT. Props to this production set up. Major props to Preston. Just wow.

• The transition from “Turning” to “Empty Chairs at Empty Tables” was beautiful, and I love love love the candle choreography. When Les Amis blow their candles out….ugh 😭 This number was a bit of redemption for Jake David Smith, who until now had kept slipping into the background. I found his Marius to be a bit uninspired and unrecognizable for the most part. He did not bring much of a presence to the role until this moment. But his vocals were great here, and the anguish felt genuine.

• I don’t have much too say about “Beggars at the Feast” because I was too busy watching no one but Kyle Adams as Major Domo for the entire scene 🤷🏻‍♀️

• But omg the change of Thénardier’s lyrics from “this one’s a queer / but what can you do?” to “this one’s a queer / I might try it too” and then he dips that random wedding guest dude was a giant yes from me.

• Finale left a touch to be desired blocking/staging wise. I remember feeling that way with the 2012 production as well. Les Mis is just such a powerful musical, I feel like it deserves a bigger ending than basically everyone just standing in two lines behind Cosette and Marius. The cast’s vocals made up for the lack of production though. Truly so, so good.

• In conclusion: Nick Cartell has an otherworldly voice and Kyle Adams is the Grantaire we all deserve. I am so, SO glad I got to experience this cast.