#omg look at those bebes !

[moonstruckmoony]

A Ravenclaw Lunch 🦅

Drew some of my favorite Ravenclaws on this platform. Although one isn't necessarily a Ravenclaw. (@traceyc-uk I genuinely thought he was a Ravenclaw when I first saw him lol but I saw your comment reply somewhere that your first playthrough was Ravenclaw so I think this counts… a bit? 😂)

This post is basically a peace offering (and a love letter) bcs I want to make more Ravenclaw friends 👀👉🏻👈🏻 definitely not because I'm obsessed with you guys' MCs

I swear it was supposed to be a silly doodle at first but idk how or when down the line but somehow it turned into this mega drawing. Took me weeks to finish it. I’m not happy with a few technical things especially lights and shadows… and some other things as well but I leave it be bcs I’m aware that I’m still learning 🥲 The rest I’m pretty satisfied with, I’m just happy that I got to finally finish this.

Front row (left to right):

Violet and Pearl Castellar by @vienguinn Omg HAPPY BELATED BELATED BIRTHDAY TO THESE BABIES! These 2 are some of my favorites and everytime you post I always open my phone real quick, your short comics are my comfort 🩵

Clora Clemons by @choccy-milky I cannot not draw Clora?!!?! I consider you a legend in this fandom tbh 👑 also I want to thank you bcs your fic and illustrations literally helped me go through my stressful period when I was at my lowest bcs of my new demanding job that I started half a year ago. I look forward to your post everytime and your Clora and Seb always heals my soul 😭🩵💚

Sally Salamander by @siboom777 Sally is just so wacky and unapologetically herself and I love her for it 🩵 Does she take commissions for toys tho?

Marvin Jerry by @runicxraven MY LOVELY SILLY ADORABLE LITTLE NERD 💗💗💗💗 I need more Marvin in my life honestly.

@najiang ‘s MC - I’m so so sorry I didn’t draw her full face😭, I tried my best to show her face as much as I can while still looking like she’s taking those sausages haha. But anyway please know that I love your art so so much and I kept going back to the curry one and the one where MC came across Amit with beard as adults (that one is hilarious). Idk if your MC has a name or you left it nameless? I assume it was the latter but if she has one I’d love to know!

Faustine Daemon by @faustinio27 Hey, a fellow INFJ! Winter is the same 🩵 I really love her story and especially her personality character sheet, you drew her expressions really well and I’m a fan!

Back row (left to right):

Oliver Lennox by @pixie-dustss Handsome boi 🥰 We’re friends already (I hope I’m not the only one who thinks that way 🫢) from TikTok and you made me a video for Secret Santa last year and I just found out recently that you’re on Tumblr too so I want to say thanks by drawing Oliver! 🩵🩵🩵

Aurélie Collins by @morelikeravenbore I loove this look for Aura, she just looks so chic with the hat and scarf 😭🩵 Sassy Ravenclaw bebe 🥰 My Winter has some French heritage (the lore is still rotting in my notebook bcs I haven’t had the chance to draw her family members 🥲) so I do hope they can be friends and Aura would teach her French bcs she can’t speak much of it 👉🏻👈🏻

Alistair Dusk by @speedysart Surprise! You commented on my last speedpaint on Tiktok yesterday and I want to spill this art so bad but I was almost done so I kept my mouth shut haha. I love the pretty boi’s hair and piercings, and the fact that you chose this blazer for him, I just love it he looks so dapper in that 😣🩵

Eleonora Russel by @zordanna I love sweet Eleonora and her fascination with the moon and stars 🩵🌌 Oh and I kept coming back to your “I feel like an orange” Tiktok bcs it’s so fluffy and it heals my stress… also I adore your art it’s super soft and painty and delicate 🥹💗

@traceyc-uk ‘s MC - YOUR MC. I SWEAR TO MERLIN HE’S ON MY MIND 24/7 LATELY. Not sure why, it’s probably bcs I kept re-reading your comics. Also bcs he’s an adorable little golden retriever (but also a fierce cat!😼) You’re super talented in drawing comics and facial expressions, I have a lot to learn especially in terms of layouting… last time I made a comic I hated the layout and the fact that it looks stiff to me, so your comics has been such an inspiration!

[digitaldiarystuff]

Cut Out For It

pairing: Pablo Gavi x Y/N

summary: Pablo is getting more and more female attention every passing day and his response, or the lack of it worries you

genre: angst/ fluff

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You were currently watching your boyfriend Pablo from across the room. He was only now coming back from his injury and you couldn’t be prouder, tonight was supposed to be a little party to celebrate his return but thanks to Balde, who’s hosting, it quickly turned into a full on party with a sea of people. You didn’t even know half of them.

Don’t get it wrong, you were happy to be here with him and so happy for him but the only thing was the brunette hanging off his arm all night. There were actually two and you didn’t know any of them. As soon as you arrived with Pablo and everyone cheered for the golden boy, Balde came and collected him. You thought they probably had some catching up to do so let them do their own thing while you went to sit with the girls and it was going fine until you saw those two girls hugging your boyfriend and his friend. Balde was single, he could do whatever he wanted with whoever you knew that but it was the lack of effort from your boyfriend that hurt you. Everyone could tell the girl was shooting her shot at bagging a footballer, who’s very popular among women, but Pablo kept his place and chatted with her without a glance at you. You tried calming yourself down with a cocktail, then another one and reassured yourself that you had nothing to worry about. You knew Pablo and you knew he loved you, he told you the night of his injury and he meant it but the intrusive thoughts ran through your mind. What if this is how it’s going to be from now on? He was young, handsome, smart and Barcelona’s star. Of course he’s going to get attention but why isn’t he putting a stop to it?

“Earth to Y/N! What’s going on girl?” Sophie asked laughing, she was sitting with you at a sofa placed strategically facing Pablo. She followed your gaze and her smile faltered.

“Oh I see. But, you know it’s nothing.”

“No, I know.” you said trying to fool you both. “It’s just, he hasn’t even looked my way in the past hour Sophie.” you sadly added.

“Why don’t we go to him? Maybe you’ll dance a little and remind him what he’s missing.” she suggestively said but you were in no mood to dance.

“I don’t think so. Let’s get another drink.” you stood up and made your way to the kitchen but when you stepped back to the main area your ears started ringing, the girl put her hand on Pablo’s biceps laughing a little extra probably saying something corny like ‘omg you’re so fit i can’t believe it’ It took everything in you to not ruin the party and drag Pablo out but you knew he had to do it himself or you couldn’t trust him to do it when you’re not around. This was your biggest concern, they went out to celebrate or to parties a lot all over the world and you couldn’t monitor him like a child. He has to be able to walk away from attention seekers to come to you but it doesn’t look like it.

After a hour and 15 minutes Pablo finally remembered he had a girlfriend and tried to find you asking around. You were still in the same spot and when he finally found you he sweetly pressed a kiss to your temple.

“Are you having fun?”

“Are you having fun?” you reversed the question to him.

“I mean, it’s alright don’t you think?” he was so clueless it made you want to kiss and kill him at the same time.

“Yeah, yeah it is.” you forced a smile and he noticed.

“Does your feet hurt, we can go now if you’d like.”

“No Pablo, it’s your night. Have fun. I need to use the loo.” you said and got up trying to escape his interrogation because you knew you would’ve exploded.

“Y/N, bebe what’s wrong?” he caught up to you holding your arm but you really needed him to drop this if he didn’t want to fight.

“Nothing Pablo, I’m just going to pee.” you tried to wiggle out of his grasp but he tried again.

“Y/N please, what happened?”

At this point you knew there was no point of trying to remain calm and this argument was bound to happen so you held his hand and pulled him by the cuffs into the first room you saw which appeared to be a guest bedroom.

He tried to hug you from behind thinking you were in here for another reason but you quickly smacked his hands.

“Okay seriously tell me what’s going on?” he pressed.

“Look, I’m not a controlling girlfriend and you know it. I don’t want to control you or monitor your moves because I want to trust you.” you started pouring your heart out but also clarifying you’re not being a jealous bitch.

“I know.” he nodded

“But I can’t feel but disrespected when you’re out there chatting with random girls at a party I’m here with you. I mean, if you can do this with me here what are you doing when I’m not?” you finally snapped and you could see his eyes widen with the accusation.

“Do you really think-

“I don’t know Pablo, I’m asking you. Do you really think this is okay? Is it a celebrity thing where you flirt with whoever but it’s all harmless?”

You knew you were pushing his buttons, Pablo hated being called a celebrity. He always said he is a boy who loves football and that’s it.

“But maybe I should’ve excepted this. I mean, it’s not easy to be 19 and handle fame.” you said and he was getting more and more shocked with every second.

You could see he was ready to defend himself at first but now, he was just sitting on the bed with his head low while you paced around in the room accusing him.

“Do you really think I couldn’t handle being recognized?” he asked and if you weren’t furious you would see the sad pouty look on his face.

“It certainly doesn’t look like it.”

“I’m sorry you feel like that.”

You looked at him for the first time, he was completely distraught.

“Pablo, I-

“No you’re right. I should’ve been more careful.”

“Pablo I’m sorry if I hurt you, I just, I was just angry.”

“No I understand, I knew I wasn’t cut out for it anyway.”

“No no no please don’t say that. I didn’t mean it like that. I was just jealous.”

“You were jealous?” he asked with a small grin, this was the first time you showed any emotion about it.

“I see you’re enjoying this, but seriously-

“You don’t have to say anything, I’m sorry for everything Y/N. I love you more than anything and promise to be more careful. And yes, I like when you’re jealous, it’s hot.”

You playfully shoved his chest.

“Pabs!”

“What? I’m just saying, we’re completely alone in a bedroom sitting on a comfy bed.” his hands started to make their way around your body.

“We can’t” you started giggling.

“Yes we can.”

“I love you so much.” you said and leaned in, he got the message immediately and laid you down continuing to show you just how much you mean to him.

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[flemingsgirl]

Enough pt. 3

Masterlist

For the opening ceremony you dress in the uniform you got before you left for Paris, personally you thought you were going back to school, but you kinda liked it, causal yet significant and holds bites of your nationality. With America being second last to be presented you had a long night however your time was spent valuable as you messaged back and forth with Jessie.

As the cameras were pointed on the American boat, you packed your phone into your bag, giving your attention to the crowd around you and the people in front of the television. Smiling, you wave to the viewer as you pass them, having an arm around your best friend and jumping up in your spot. Your phone was long forgotten, so when you hit the mattress as you were ready for the night, you had a glance at the device, flooded with several notifications from your family as well as from Jessie.

Tonight, I’m an American myself. GO USA! (and Canada ofc)

Oh, wow, they mixed up the names of north and south Korea…

Damn I see red, how could they. Relieved I’m not there it’s like much and roaring. Nvm go CANADA! #1

OMG!! Look who I spotted!!

Wow she’s kinda pretty, who’s that? Can you get me her number?

Don’t mind the Canadian athlete in the background with his outstanding tracksuit XD

Seems like you’re busy... :/ have fun and be careful. Let me now when you’re back so I know you’re safe! Good night beauty.

Here to say I’m back safe, already in my bed and ready to sleep. Nighty night.

Just moments later your phone rings and you’re quick to accept and stumble into the bathroom, not wanting to wake Avery. “Hey,” you whisper.

“Hey,” her voice raspy.

“Why’d you called?”

You could hear some rattling in the background, indicating that Jessie’s fidgeting with something. “Just checking in.”

“It’s late. I thought you were already asleep.”

“I know, but I wanted to hear your voice. Maybe I can sleep better or so I could even sleep at all.”

“Oh Jess. What’s wrong?”

The Canadian gulps. “I have troubles sleeping these past days. With all that happened. I can’t have a proper meal cause I don’t have that much appetite and I miss you like crazy and… and…” she rambles on.

“And what? Trust me, I’m on your side.”

“It’s way too soon.”

“About what? Jess, bebe talk to me.”

She stays silent a few seconds before she clears her throat. “I like you.”

“I like you too.”

Jessie tucks on her earlobe. “Like a lot.”

“Yeah, me too.” You lick your lips, rubbing your forehead. “Look, Jessie. I don’t mean it in any bad way or so. With those new standings maybe, we should wait until all the stressful and anxious days are over to take the next step.” You let Jessie assimilate the information. “Those games aren’t how you imagined them and it’s a hard pill to swallow. But I’m with you. You are enough just like you are, Jessie, don’t forget. You’re perfect in any way. If it gets too much call me, I’ll always be here. Okay?

“Yes,” she mumbles into the phone.

“I’ve got an offer.” You don’t hear any answer. “Jess?” a soft sob is audible. “Hey, hey, Jessie, it’s alright. I got you. Do you listen to me?” the line stays silent. “Jessie?” worry grows in the pit of your stomach. “Hey, hey, Fleming, you’re not ignoring me, you understand?” you chew on your bottom lip. “I suppose you lay in your bed… it’s okay if you fall asleep, yeah. I’ll take that credit. Close your eyes for me, would you?” you give her a second to adjust her position. Soft sobs still lingering in the air as she shuffles under her blanket. “I’ll lead you through the opening try to put your phone behind you at best next to your ear.” A moment passes. “Okay. So, before we were let onto the boat, we had a really dope kinda party in our village. Oh, your little shy self would’ve wanted to burry yourself in the ground. It was even too much for me,” you let out a laugh and one side of Jessie’s mouth turns up, her sobs dying. “It was so loud and there were so many people I couldn’t believe my eyes. I was there for like half an hour and it was scheduled for two hours,” your voice a soft whisper. “Fast forward to our boat tour it was so humid. I send you a pic from before, right? Five minutes later I put them into a ponytail cause they were clutched on my skin. I think we were like three hours on this boat and I’m glad we could message this time otherwise I would’ve died of boredom. I small talked with Simone Biles, LeBron James just to name some. yeah, it was great but a special someone has been missed.” Jessie doesn’t respond, the only sound audible are steady breaths. You wander back into your room and cover yourself with the blanket. “If it’s not clear. I’d like you to be here by my side. To see you and to hold you. I can’t wait to see you again Jessie. Good night until tomorrow.”

Three days later your first game in the tournament was scheduled. Your opponent was the Chinese team, a favoured aspirant for a medal. The start was rough the Chinese women pressured and lead the play. Roundabout an hour into the game your team was down two sets, only one set for the Chinese squad to win. In a matter of time the tables have turned, and the teams were tied, leading to a last set which decides the winner. At the score of 8:10 for the Chinese your coach had to switch you out. Five points before your opponent at the net crossed the foul line so that you landed on her feet and your knee twisted, a pain shot through your leg, but you kept playing. You communicated with your coach, and he took a time out for your team to discuss the matter and how you’ll switch on the field. Your heart scattered as you limp to the sideline where your roommate and best friend stepped up next to the referee and took your place. She gave you a quick hug and reassured you, drying a tear that left your eye. On your way to the bench, you exchange high-fives with the team officials. Taking a seat the physio makes his way over to you and kneels in front of you. By the time you shield your face with your hands and every now and then you dry some tears with the hem of your shirt. In the end your team is defeated which is another heartbreak for you and another wave of tears escape you. Teammates huddle around you and embrace your shaking body. Shortly after you find yourself in the changing room getting ready to shower and put on your comfy clothes for the night.

“What did they say about your knee?”

“It shouldn’t be something serious, but they want to give me a break the next game and maybe the one after.”

“That’s promising.”

“Kinda. Hopefully it works out. If not, they want me to get examined.”

“Reasonable.” You just nod too exhausted and gloomy, only wanting to be in your bed and talk with a special Canadian.

“Hey gorgeous, how are you? You played so well.” You burry your face into the cushion, hiding the blush that grows. “Hey, hey, no hiding here, show me your pretty face.” Her chuckles fill the air, and your heart skips a beat. The past days Jessie’s quite outgoing, charming and offensive.

“Thank you I tried my best, but it didn’t work for us. I’m okay, I think.”

“It’s the thought that counts. Next time will be better. Oh Y/N.” Jessie’s eyes dart over your face. “Tell me.”

“Yeah hopefully.” you stop, a shaky breath escapes your lips, “I... it’s…”

“Hey, what’s wrong?”

“It’s my knee.” You let out a sob. “It just happened and it.”

“But you played on. Were you already in pain?

“Not much, it was kinda unstable and stiff. I don’t know what you’ve seen.”

“At some point you were on the ground and then you stood up and played on. After a few points your trainer took the timeout.”

“For tactics. He sorted the team with the substitution he was going to make. The other player crossed the line and I landed on her foot and mine gave in twisting, and I fell, that was embarrassing.”

“Nothing about it is embarrassing. It’s not your fault and things like that can happen to anyone… I mean the falling, not the injury. How many times am I thrown to the floor or challenged?”

“But it’s part of your game.”

“Are you trying to make my argument unreasonable?” she lowers her eyebrows. “I dare you.”

“What if I do? Try me,” you giggle afterwards as she gives you an evil eye.

“You wouldn’t want that,” she winks at you while she licks her lips, a smug placing itself on them afterward. The heat creeps into her cheeks but Jessie ignores it, holding the stare at you.

You are the first to break the eye contact covering your face with your hands. A grunt finds its way out of your mouth, and you claps your pillow over your head. “Hey, hey, hey shooow youuurself,” the Canadian drags out and you can hear how she pokes her screen.

“Stop it,” you groan and roll your eyes when your face comes to display again as you set the pillow down.

She beams at you, eyes closed, and her nose scrunched. “What do you mean?”

“You being cheesy. A whole new side of you.”

“Oh, stop complaining. I know you like it.”

“How so?”

“Cause you’re still talking to me.”

“I really like this new confident, keep it Fleming.”

[idontplaytrack]

Omg can I request super possessive/jealous Capri? Where someone hits on reader and maybe tries to get reader to exchange numbers and Capri sees this and gets jealous

Baby, I’m Jealous

Capri Donahue x fem! reader

Warnings: fluff, a bit of angst? coarse language, mentions of sex and hickeys

In which, Capri thinks reader is flirting with a guy, but she soon finds out that was far from the truth.

The first bell thrills, signalling home room period was up soon. Capri stared daggers into his soul— Lucas Cobb, senior. Lacrosse player. 6 foot, blonde-haired, blue-eyed, player. That asshole has a reputation of fucking a new girl every weekend.

Slamming her locker shut, the sharp noise startled a couple of students near her. Shrugging, a sheepish smile on her face while she walks up to Lucas who was at your locker. Looking at you, talking to you, flirting with you. What were you doing? Giving him what he wanted and giving Capri insane jealousy.

“I was wondering…what’re you doing Friday night?” He asks right as Capri showed up next to you and him.

“Uh, nothing, but—”

“Nothing? Awesome, you wanna go out? Just the two of us?”

You froze, bewildered look on your face as he proceeded to ask for your number so he could text you.

You chuckled awkwardly, eyes flicking over to Capri, hoping she would get the hint and step in. “She’s with me.” Capri wraps an arm around your waist tightly. You completely indulged in that moment, snuggling closer and putting your arm around her torso. “Don’t look so shocked, she may be quiet. But she’s gorgeous. And also my girl, so your loss. Deal with it before I deal with you.”

“She’s gay?”

“Yes, I am.” You answered firmly.

“You too?” He looks at Capri next.

“What, does gay have a certain look?” Capri scoffs, “The whole school knows what a scumbag you are— sleeping with a new girl every week, so you have no excuses hitting on someone who you know is obviously taken. Those that sleep with you are just as dumb as you are because they know you and are just looking for a fuck-buddy.”

“The girls love me.”

“Sure.” Capri rolled her eyes, smirking, “Definitely not these two, though. Piss off!”

Capri leads you away, arm still around your waist protectively. You leaned onto her briefly before you two walked off. Capri walks you to your class on her way to hers.

“I’ll see you in bio, okay?” She presses a quick kiss to your lips, “You’re alright?”

“I’m okay.” You nodded in confirmation, “See you in bio.”

Capri flashes you a smile, looking over her shoulder as she leaves. You found your usual desk and sat down. “Hey.” Darby taps on your shoulder and waves. “Hi, Darby.” You beamed.

“Are you okay? I saw what happened in the hall with the guy. I mean, Capri was with you, but still.”

“I’m fine, he just flirted and tried to ask me out. I mean, we all know how he is—”

“Yeah, you don’t have to say it.”

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Your day went by okay, though Lucas still kept looking at you— disgustingly, whenever you passed by him in the halls or a classroom he was in. You didn’t look at him at all but yet, you could still feel his eyes on you like a hawk. You fought the urge to outwardly cringe— every single time. It was sickening. The way he was watching you like you were an object, and though he never did come up to you again after Capri’s warning, you weren’t feeling that much better about this behaviour of his.

But hey, you actually thought wrong. Right as the lunch bell rang, students all hurried to the cafeteria, leaving the hallways empty. Your teacher wanted to talk to you about tutoring a student in your class— it was James. Capri’s ex. But he was fine, he was a good guy. So anyway, once your teacher let you go, James walked with you and just chatted. And if it weren’t for him being there, whatever came for you next would’ve left you traumatised for life. Lucas came up to you out of nowhere and tried to pull you away into the janitor’s closet and judging by the shit he was muttering over and over, he wanted to have his way with you. He managed to grab your wrist so hard and choked you that you got bruised.

James easily fought him off, and you ran as fast as your jelly legs could take you. “Hey, fuck off dude. I’m very sure she’s told you she wasn’t interested.”

“All she confirmed was that she was gay.” Lucas scoffed.

“Yeah, with her girlfriend standing right next to her and telling you to piss off. The whole school saw it, you’re messing with the wrong person, Lucas. Back off and let them be, screw yourself instead. Capri will destroy you completely of you keep this up. I won’t hesitate to hit you if you ever lay your hands on either of them again.”

James caught up with you quickly. You didn’t run too far with your legs feeling like they could give away at any moment. “Do you need to see the nurse?” He asks.

“No, I just- want to have my lunch and maybe ditch.” You told him flatly.

“Alright.” He shrugs.

“You can join us, you know?”

After his breakup with Capri last year, he’s been a lone wolf. He had a couple close friends but said he always felt left out with them. But your invite wasn’t one out of pity. You knew that he and Capri ended things on good terms and he’s been a good acquaintance, now maybe you wanted to get to know him as a friend.

“If you guys are all okay with it, sure then.”

You spotted Capri at a round table with Darby and Alex, chatting away. “Hey, guys.” You greeted, “Can he join us?”

“James!” Darby waved at him, “Hi.”

“Hi, man.” Alex chimed in.

“Not a problem.” Capri smiled, “Hey. Oh, my God— did he—”

“Yes, but James was there— he fought Lucas off. If Ms. Tanner didn’t want to talk to me about tutoring James, and I’d left the class on time, he would have absolutely ruined my life.”

“What—”

“Just think about the worst thing that could happen while a girl’s with a guy like Lucas, alone.” You cut Darby off.

“Oh, shit.”

“I got off easy.” You scoffed, putting down your bag, you headed for the lunch line to get your food.

Once you got your food, you started to eat while quietly telling Capri you wanted the ditch school for the rest of the day. “It’s just too much, y’know with Lucas’ ‘attention’. I’m seeing him again in gym right after lunch and that is the last thing I want.”

“I think you should go home.” Darby and Alex agree.

“Yeah, I was gonna do just that even if you said no.” You laughed lightly.

“I’ll take you home.” Capri says. You declined. “It’s not an offer.” Capri continues, her brows raised, “I’m saying I’ll take you.”

You gulped. “Okay. You’ll take me.”

She smirks, then returned to eating her lunch. Darby snorted, laughing her ass off. “Good luck when you get home, hun.”

Though the guys got what she meant, they didn’t say anything, as if it was the most normal thing ever. Well, after knowing Capri awhile, it started to become the norm— her very non-subtle way of letting you know what she wanted. Part of it was because of her jealousy. She gets jealous very easy, sometimes when there was not exactly a reason to— and how does that usually work out for you? The girl would mark the fuck outta you and you’d just show up at school the next day with the hickeys you’ve tried so hard to cover up. One or two still vaguely visible no matter what.

Today was no exception. Capri didn’t go easy on you that afternoon, she never did. She’d always fuck you senseless then baby you afterwards. Did you like that? Absolutely. Would you ever outwardly tell her you did? Hell no, you weren’t gonna give her that satisfaction.

Falling flat onto her and breathless, you feel Capri reach downwards to pull the strap out of you while telling you to lift your hips. You could barely do it, but damn did it feel absolutely heavenly. She rolls you onto your back so that she could remove the harness. You whined, wanting her to hold you. Capri only smirks while taking her sweet time removing the harness from herself. You hear it fall to the ground with a thud before feeling a dip in the mattress. She puts her arm under your back and just pulls you in so you were facing her. Brushing the hair out of your face, she asks, “That’ll teach you not to talk to anyone else who tries to flirt with you, hm?” With your eyes partially closed, you nodded, snuggling against her chest tiredly. “Good.” She smiled proudly, wrapping her arms around you tighter. “I’m still not done with you, actually, pretty girl.”

“What?” You slurred.

“We’re going for a round two tonight. I wanna see just how much you can take.” Capri told you eagerly. You scoff, but you already feel that ache in between your thighs, cursing in your head, you closed your eyes and just got some rest now since she was letting you.

“M’kay.” You answered, voiced muffled since your face was practically buried in her breasts.

She laughs huskily, sending a chill down your spine, “I get it, baby. You love my tits. Always getting close to them whenever you get the chance, hm? Maybe I should finally let you touch them when I fuck you later. You want that?”

You mumbled incoherently, sleepiness completely taking over your body.

“Well, do you?” She asks, not letting you drift off to sleep until you gave her a clear answer.

“Yeah.” You managed, then yawned.

“Okay, get some rest, sleepyhead.” She teased, planting a kiss to the crown of your head.

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[missgavi]

Omg!!!!! Gavi saying bebe I’m jsoansoanska LITERALLY kicking my feet 😭😭 if he called me that I would simply suffocate him in kisses and he’d be so adorable too with those puppy eyes of him!!! Imagine just staring up at him and those shiny eyes and he’d call you bebe BYE do you think he’d prefer being called amor or cariño or maybe even mi vida 🥺🥺

this is all i need in life 

There was no better way to wake up than with the Spanish sun shinning in on you through the window while you were glad up in light sheets, tangled with your boyfriend. 

Your back was currently against Gavi’s chest , one of his hands thrown over you waist, keeping you glued to his body. Due to the extreme temperatures in Barcelona during the summer Pablo was just in some shorts and you were dressed in a silk camisette and some panties. 

Twisting around in his arms , you are met with his beautiful and peacefully sleeping face. Smiling , you plant a gentle kiss on his jaw, softly giggling at him stirring in his sleep. He was very ticklish. 

Soon enough his eyes fluttered opened and landed on your smiley face. Your own grin brought out his as he leaned in to plant a kiss on your forehead. 

His hands moved you completely on top of him, his hand resting on your ass. With a cheeky squeeze he finally greeted you. “Manana bebe” he said in a raspy voice. 

“Morning baby” you said back, sitting up in his lap. Gavi looked up at you and smiled, enjoying the view of you , half naked and smiling , in his lap, in his bed , in his apartament. There really was no way better to wake up than this. 

[justyourtypicalwriter]

ask game ✨ for uhh everyone you wanna answer these for: 👿🧸🏳️‍🌈 :3

Omg this didn’t save before

👿-How do they cope with ableism?

Wendy:

“You don’t look like you’re disabled.”

“Mmmm well by saying that *proceeds to go on a thirty minute rant about how that harms the community by making more people believe stereotypes*”

Stan:

I feel on a good day he’d just ignore, ignore, ignore until the problem goes away. On a bad day he might have a bit of a panic attack but it is what it is

Kenny:

He’d laugh, maybe make some semi inappropriate jokes about it for the most part. That is until someone tries to grab at his dog, I feel like he’d have a complete mood switch and start spewing out their full name and address and doxx them or something😭

Kyle:

“You don’t look like you’re disabled.”

“You’re nose doesn’t look broken-“

He then proceeds to get them both kicked out of the store

Bebe:

Would call the ableist person every slur under the sun and record herself doing so to post on TikTok…or stomp on their foot if she’s in heels

Cartman:

Doxx them but also make death threats against their families. Where do you think the doxx list came from?

Clyde:

Probably show off some kinda goofy ass thing he can do because of his hyper flexibility like the hEDS king he is to scare them off…then whine about it later-

🧸-Do they have a comfort item?

(THIS IS CREEPY BC I WAS JUST WRITING ASSIGNING THE KIDS COMFORT ITEMS😭)

Wendy:

This big ass fluffy hoodie that’s honestly big enough to cover her like a blanket. It’s one of those fleece lined ones with a hood too

Stan:

Oof uhm I was gonna say Sparkys dog tags because he wears them a lot after he dies but I have a feeling he should have something else too…

Kenny:

I’m surprised I haven’t mentioned this one before but it’s a little odd. It’s a hand sewn stuffed possum made from scraps from his friends old clothes. Kenny got hand-me-downs from them on occasion and knew that they weren’t exactly Karens style, so he repurposed them

Kyle:

Soft things. Preferably stuffed animals (in specific this stuffed fox he has). He seems like someone who’d appreciate soft things like that

Bebe:

A plush deer she was gifted from Wendy! It’s cute and has a pink bow!

Cartman:

His goofy ass dolls and stuffed animals. Live laugh love Clyde Frog

Clyde:

Idk he seems like a weighted blanked type guy. When he was little he probably tried to used one to build a blanket fort or something. But it didn’t fucking work because they’re WEIGHTED and Clyde’s a dumbass, instead it collapsed the whole fort and probably knocked a chair ontop of him

🏳️‍🌈-A random headcanon about them and their disability

(I’m just gonna answer more from the list lmao😭)

Wendy:

😺 - Is there anything they enjoy about being disabled?

Designing gear designs for Nike! Especially if it’s a bad day and she can’t really do anything

Stan:

❤️ - Would they have any advice for someone else struggling with their disability?

‘Someday you’ll find someone who wholeheartedly believes that you matter’

Kenny:

🌞 - What does a 'good day' look like for them? Is there anything they like to do on their good days?

Picnics with the rest of the m5 at Starks Pond! Just being able to look at the animals with Butters, or swim in the pond with Stan, or listen to Kyle point out all the different types of plants or roughhouse with Cartman is what he cherishes the most!

Kyle:

📋 - Are they diagnosed? Do they want a diagnosis?

Kyle is diagnosed! Not like he wanted it, the motherfucker just wanted to be treated normally

Diabetes at 4, PTSD & ARFID at 11, and POTS at 13

Bebe:

🌻 - Do they do anything that helps manage their disability? (Ie medication, hot and/or cold patches, set sleeping times, ect)

Salty snacks EVERYWHERE. I kid you not there’s some kind of salty food stashed in almost every room of her fucking house

Cartman:

🧑‍⚕️ - Do they have a carer or anyone who helps with their disability? What are they like?

I guess I’d have to say Dolly. She’s a little rat shit but she adores him and he adores her

Clyde:

🦾- How does their disability effect their daily life? How do they overcome some of the struggles thrown at them?

I’d have to say random dislocations although there’s plenty of shit his ass has to deal with every day

[writingforcuteppl]

Enchanted (Kenny’s Version)

PAIRING: Kenny McCormick x Reader

SUMMARY: Remembering can be bittersweet, and each of them has been since you were little. That doesn’t mean all the memories are joyful. But in the end, you were enchanted to meet them.

GENRE: Angst, Fluff.

WARNINGS: Swearing. Mentions of eating disorders (bulimia and anorexia), miscarriage, bullying, panic attacks, and depression. Emotionally abusive parents. Fights.

WORD COUNT: 9.6k words

PART: 3.1 (series masterlist)

1st Grade

You were nervous and happy at the same time. Your family moved into this new town, South Park. It is not like you remember that much of preschool. So being in a new town, in a new school, was thrilling.

You were waiting for the classes to start when you noticed one blonde kid sitting beside you.

“You’re new here, right? I’m Kenny.”

“I’m Y/n” Kenny nodded at your answer, and then you saw him smile.

“Well, since you’re new here, you must at least know your new friends,” you smiled. You felt delighted someone was making you feel this welcome.

While the two of you were waiting for the class to start, Kenny was telling you the names of the kids arriving and the names of the few kids that were already in the classroom. As the classroom was starting to fill up with kids, Kenny looked back at you.

“You and I are gonna be the bestest of friends, Y/n, ok?”

“Ok.”

2nd Grade

“Don’t you think he’s cute?” Wendy asked you as all the girls were sitting in a circle in the playground. After being best friends with Kenny for over a year now, all the girls wanted to know how one of the boys managed to be friends with one of the girls.

“Huh?” you tilted your head, confused by her question.

“I’m talking about Kenny. You always spend time with him, even after school.”

“C’mon, Y/n tell us everything,” Bebe, who was sitting next to your other side, said.

“Well, he’s a perfect friend. He’s like my brother.”

“Only that? He’s like one of the cutest kids in our class,” Red asked.

“Umm yeah. What else did you want to hear?” most of the girls huffed. You really didn’t understand what else they wanted to hear. Maybe they liked him? You knew those feelings were something people tend to feel, but you always thought those were adult feelings. At least that’s what your mother always told you. That liking someone because of the way they look was something only adults felt.

Cute? Is that how everyone else saw him? You started to think of all the evenings and times you and Kenny spent time together, he was disgusting (not that it bothered you), and he also taught you how to play video games, Mario Kart being the one you enjoyed the most. He also taught you to play soccer since sometimes his friends were busy, and he played every evening in your backyard.

Cute. That’s what Kenny was to your friends, but for you, he was like the brother you never had. You never really thought a boy was cute, or maybe… No, there wasn’t anyone you thought was “cute.”

That same evening you were looking at Kenny while the two of you were doing your homework. Both of your parents thought this was going to be a good idea since Kenny didn’t get good grades, and you were the first in your class, and they thought maybe if the two of you did homework together, he was going to get better.

“Why are you looking at me?”

“The girls said you were cute, so I’m just trying to see what they meant by that.”

“They think I’m cute? How?”

“I don’t understand how and why they said that.”

“Ok, for example, I think puppies are cute. Like that type of cute?”

“Maybe, I dunno,” you were pouting. It was bothering you that fact that you didn’t understand what they meant earlier.

“I think you’re cute” You looked at Kenny and smiled. “Do you think I’m cute?”

“Eh…”

“You know what? Don’t answer that.”

“I mean, I find cute kittens, but you… I wouldn’t say, “Omg, he’s so cute,” like I do with animals. I do think there’s something about you. Enough for the girls to ask me about you.”

“So, no cute from you?” now Kenny was the one pouting.

“I’ve literally seen you eat food from the floor for money, Kenny.”

“Ah, you’re right. But if I’m not wrong, I bought something for you with that money, didn’t I?” you turned around and looked at the cartoonish little chick you now had as a keychain on your backpack, and you smiled. It was the first present someone outside your family gave you. It meant a lot to you. You then looked at Kenny and tried to look at him only as a boy, not as your best friend or your brother. For the first time, you noticed how blue his eyes were. His eyes were cute.

“I guess you may be a little bit cute. Like, I really like your eyes. They are really blue now that I’m looking at them better.”

“I like your smile. Whenever you smile, I smile too” You smiled at his comment. He smiled back. Maybe your friends were right. Maybe Kenny McCormick was cute, after all.

3rd Grade

“So, you’re having a sister?” You and Kenny were lying on the rooftop of the Park County Community Center building. Looking at how the clouds slowly passed. Enjoying one peaceful evening after doing your homework. The two of you didn’t have any energy to do something after a long school day. Even if the two of you were only in 3rd grade, the school was starting to get more complex.

“Yeah! Isn’t that so cool? My parents told me earlier today.”

“You’re not gonna need me anymore.”

“What?”

“That’s like my role. You’ve always wanted a sibling, and now that you are actually going to have one, I’m gonna be long forgotten.” you laughed at his comment.

“Kenny.”

“Mhm?”

“That’s the stupidest thing I’ve heard in my entire life, and it’s really short,” you continued laughing, and some tears started to roll down your cheek. His comment was just way too funny for you.

“Hey! Don’t laugh! I’m being serious,” Kenny huffed. You slowly started to calm down. How can he think that? Kenny has been your best friend for more than two years now. At first, you thought he was joking, but then you saw he was still frowning.

“Wait, you actually think I’m just gonna stop hanging with you?” he only nodded.

“Look, yeah, I’m thrilled I’m gonna have a little sister, but she’s not gonna take your place as my brother. Think of it this way. You have Kevin and Karen, right? Even though they are your real siblings, I’m still like your sister, right? Just because they are your real siblings doesn’t mean I’m less of a sister to you.” Kenny nodded again, listening closely to what you were saying. “It’s gonna be the same for me. And I like having a brother my age is cool,” Kenny smiled.

“You’re right, Y/n. You’re my sister” You returned your sight to the sky.

“And you are my brother Kenny” You grabbed his hand and squeezed it. Kenny was the best brother you ever asked for.

“So, Kyle, huh?” Kenny sat down at Kyle’s place. He was absent for the day since he got sick, so Kenny finally managed to sit next to you during that day.

“What do you mean?”

“WhAT dO you meAn?” he mocked your answer, and you scoffed, “You find him cute.”

“Ahm, yeah” After a year, you were able to understand what your friends meant when they called Kenny cute. Kyle was cute, cuter than your best friend.

“So, like, are you gonna be with him or…”

“Well, no. As I said, I just find him cute. That doesn’t mean I want a boyfriend right now. I still think I need to be older for that” Kenny nodded. He felt this strange ping of pain in his stomach for a reason. Maybe he just wanted to protect you. He thinks you deserve someone better than Kyle. Not that he hated him or something like that, but you were just great and unique, and pretty and… For you, he was only your best friend.

“You’re right. We’re still too young.” He tried to get his mind clear.

“Didn’t you tell me last week you liked Bebe?” you questioned him.

“Yeah, that was last week. I don’t like anyone at all this week,” he answered. He needed to sort out all these sudden feelings and thoughts he had about you.

“Wanna go to my house later today, Kenny?”

“Sure.”

Kenny was anxious over the Christmas holiday. You just never talked to him or visited him at all. He could feel something was up. Every time there was a break or vacation, you always stayed in contact with him, even if it was through the phone. But this time, nothing.

On the first day of school after the holidays, he was waiting for you to arrive at the classroom. He knew you always came 20, maybe 15 minutes before school started since your parents dropped you off as early as possible since they also needed to head to work. But this time, you arrived just as soon as the bell was ringing. He went into panic mode after seeing you weren’t smiling at all. He could see your puffy eyes; he also noticed you entered the classroom looking directly at the floor. You didn’t even wave hello to him or Kyle. Something was definitely wrong.

During the whole day, you avoid everyone. If someone tried approaching you, you just laid your head on your desk or looked outside the window, and during recess, you were nowhere to be seen.

Kenny found the opportunity to speak to you after school ended. You didn’t say anything as he was getting closer to you. He stayed next to you for quite some minutes.

“Aren’t your parents picking you up?” You shook your head. Kenny was more worried than before. Your parents always picked you up no matter what, so the fact that now you must go alone to your house was weird.

“Do you want me to walk you home?” Kenny extended his hand to you, and you took it. Kenny sighed. You weren’t going to tell him anything, at least not yet.

When the two of you entered your house, Kenny was able to see his mom was talking to your mother. You didn’t even say hello. You just went straight to your room. It appears none of your mothers realized you had arrived since he was able to listen to the conversation they were having.

“So, when did it happen?” Kenny’s mother asked.

“During Christmas Eve, I was at the hospital for over a week. I didn’t see Y/n at all, I was just too scared, and I didn’t want her to know she may lose her sister. Also, I think she’s too young to go through all of that.” Your mother answered. Was that the reason you were so bummed out? Did you almost lose your sister? Kenny was ready to go to your bedroom when he heard his mom speak again.

“I’m sorry you had a miscarriage, losing a child that way… It must be horrible. If you need anything, you can count on me. You know we love and care about Y/n. She’s basically part of the family now.” Kenny’s heart sunk into his chest.

“Thank you, Carol. I appreciate it” Kenny sprinted to your room. Now he was able to understand your attitude during the whole day. But why didn’t you tell him? You knew you could trust him with your entire being. He felt slightly hurt by it, but he knew you must have a reason for not telling him.

He didn’t even knock. The lights were off, and the only source was the sunlight starting to set on the horizon. Kenny slowly made his way to where you were sitting in your bed. He could see the tears rolling down your face. He sat next to you, and he hugged you. It was the first time since the holidays someone hugged you, and you hugged him back.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I just, I knew if I told at school, I was just going to start crying, and I didn’t want anyone to see me crying.” You said between sobs. Kenny wanted to do something to make you stop crying. He didn’t like the pain he was feeling in his chest. Kenny didn’t know what to say to you for you to get calm. He just stayed like that, hugging you. One of his hands moved between hugging you and playing with your hair so you could calm down. After some minutes, the sobbing and whining stopped, and you finally looked at him.

“I’m sorry I didn’t get in contact with you. It’s just that everything happened so fast… It still feels surreal,” you sighed and managed to say without starting to cry again. You wanted to talk and see Kenny during the holidays. At least he would’ve tried to distract you and make you feel better, but you weren’t at your house during those days, and unfortunately, you didn’t memorize his phone number.

“I don’t know what to say in this situation.” Kenny felt helpless. You hugged Kenny again. You just needed someone to hug you, nothing more.

“You don’t need to say anything, Kenny. I just want you here right now,” you whispered. He didn’t know what took over him, but he kissed you on the forehead.

“I know you know it, but I’m never leaving you. I’m always staying by your side.” Kenny said, and somehow that was just exactly what you needed to hear.

“I know.”

Kenny has been walking you to your house for the past weeks for a few reasons. The first and most important one is he didn’t want to let you go back all by yourself after what you told him last Christmas, when he said he was never leaving your side, he was serious. And the second reason was that after what happened, it seemed that your parents just forgot they had another child. Which made Kenny’s heart shrink and be pissed at the same time

“I hate them.”

“Huh? Don’t. They lost a child, my sister.”

“Still, they should also take care of you. Leaving you to start doing things on your own out of nowhere is heartless.”

“Kenny, literally, the only thing they stopped doing was taking me to school and picking me up. It’s not that big of a deal.”

“It is that big of a deal. Y/n, be honest. Since Christmas, when was the last time your parents paid attention to you or at least asked how was your day? I know you pretty well, and you seem happy whenever we’re at school, but the moment we start walking to your house, all that happiness disappears.” He was right. The last weeks have been a little bit hard at your house. But you understood the reason why your parents were acting the way they did. You just hoped they started to be the caring and loving parents they once were.

“Ok, maybe they have been cold towards me, but as I said, there’s a reason, ok?” Kenny wanted to also believe they would come around again eventually, but he was still skeptical.

“And besides, I like spending more time with you. It makes me happy” You squeezed his hand, trying to make him understand you didn’t care that much since that meant just spending more time with your best friend. “Don’t you like this too?” you pouted, and Kenny smiled.

“Of course I do. I guess you’re right. Maybe this isn’t that bad.”

4th grade

Kenny knew your parents weren’t going to come around anytime soon. It was almost a year since they lost your sister, and things were the same. He could even say things were worse than before. So that’s when Kenny decided he would not only be always by your side but also make you forget about them and make you as happy as he could.

That’s how he started to compliment you and tell you whatever stupid thing he came up with just to make you smile. On the days when you were bumped out, he always made sure to tell you how much you meant to him or how his life was better with you in it. He also told you what an incredible person you were. That’s also how he started to call you princess. You were a princess in his eyes.

That’s when it hit him. He loved you. He always knew “love” was something really hard to explain since one could love different things, or well, one could experience different types of love. He didn’t know which kind of love he felt for you, though. He just knows that whenever he’s with you, he feels calm. Whenever he sees you, his heart warms up. And he knows he just would do anything for you.

One evening after doing homework, the both of you made your way to the Community Center building. After staying up there for God knows how long, he decided to tell you that he loves you. When you heard him say the words out loud you quickly turned to look at him.

“What did you just say? Did I hear right?” you asked him. You weren’t 100% sure you heard him correctly.

“Well, yeah. I love you, princess.” You didn’t know why, but you felt like melting after hearing him say those words.

“I love you too, Kenny.”

“With Kyle?! Really?!” you decided to visit Kenny since he had been absent from school for almost a week after he had appendicitis surgery. Since he couldn’t walk you home because, well, his surgery, Kyle’s the one who has been doing it. And since you wanted to visit Kenny, instead of taking you to your house, Kyle brought you to Kenny’s house, and for a reason. Kenny wasn’t that pleased when he saw Kyle. You rolled your eyes.

“Yeah, what about it?” you asked him.

“Just… Why him?”

“Well, he is my friend. And I may or may not like him now.” Kenny felt an emptiness in his chest.

“Since when?”

“I’m not sure… Maybe months?”

“I don’t think you should like someone; you need to focus on school.”

“Ew, you sound like my parents.”

“Well, it’s because we are right.”

“It sounds so hypocritical coming from you. Weren’t you the one who told me you liked someone like two weeks ago? Why I’m not allowed to like someone too?” Kenny sighed. He didn’t understand why he was suddenly acting all protective.

“I’m your brother, remember?” Kenny told you, and you only nodded. “Good thing I’m coming back to school next Monday. That means I will be the one walking you home, not him.” You smiled after hearing him.

“Really?” Kenny looked back at you, and he could see the way your eyes were lit up with happiness. Your last bickering moment was long forgotten. You stood up and hugged him.

“Now, what was that for?” Kenny asked while he returned your hug.

“It’s just that, even if I enjoy walking home with Kyle, I have missed you so much this week” Kenny felt his heart warm up at your comment. One of the reasons Kenny was mad after finding out Kyle was the one who brought you home was because he thought you would change him. So knowing that you still want him to be the one that picks you up to go to school and walks you home helped him calm down.

“I missed you too.”

5th Grade

“So you won’t believe who I saw crying outside Mr. Mackey’s office,” Wendy said to Red and Bebe.

“Omg, who?” Kenny didn’t pay any attention to the girls. He just wanted to finish this stupid project Mr. Garrison assigned.

“Y/n,” Kyle and Kenny froze. “She was bawling, she-” Kenny knew your parents had a meeting with Mr. Mackey, and he was more than sure something had happened. He has been nervous since yesterday when you told him your parents were the ones taking you to school because, for a reason, the counselor wanted to speak to them about something regarding your academic development.

“When?” before she could finish the sentence, Kyle interrupted her.

“A few moments ago. Why do you-” Kenny and Kyle didn’t even wait for her to finish when they made their way to Mr. Garrison. He was reading something on his phone, not even bothering if his students were working on their projects at all.

“Mr. Garrison, can we leave for a few minutes, please?” Kenny asked him

“Why would I let you do that, Kenny?” Mr. Garrison turned his gaze to the two boys standing in front of him.

“A friend of ours, Y/n, we heard she’s not feeling right, and we want to make sure she’s ok. I promise we will come back as soon as we make sure she’s fine, sir. Please.” Kyle answered, and Mr. Garrison was able to see the two kids were anxious. He saw they were telling the truth and not only a lie to leave class without permission. Mr. Garrison handed them the hall pass.

“Don’t get distracted and come back after making sure she ok.” Mr. Garrison returned his attention to his phone, and Kyle and Kenny quickly left the classroom.

Kyle and Kenny were running to Mr. Mackey’s office. Kenny knew he made a mistake. He should’ve insisted on taking you to school that morning. He should’ve never left you to convince him in the first place. His heart was beating so hard. He hated when you cried because of your parents. He thought they had no right to ask anything from you, not after they stopped caring about you after your sister died. He saw you sitting on one of the chairs that were outside the counselor’s office. Mr. Mackey was trying to calm you down, but you were still crying, and it didn’t seem you were stopping any time soon.

Kenny ran to you and knelt in front of you. He saw your puffy eyes, and something broke inside him. He always managed to make you feel better before you started crying, so seeing you in this state was also affecting him way more than he wanted.

“Princess,” Kenny started to speak, trying to get your attention. You looked at Kenny and tried to talk, but it seemed that whenever you tried to speak, your breathing started to become more hectic than it already was. You were having a panic attack. Kenny also started to cry, not knowing what was happening to you. That’s when Kyle stepped in.

“Hey, I need you to breathe with me, ok?” Kyle grabbed your attention and placed one hand over your hands that were still on your chest. You only nodded to him. He took one of your hands over his chest so you could feel his breathing. You slowly started to calm down, but the tears continued rolling out of your eyes. The two of you stayed like that until Kyle was able to see you were ok. Kenny was also following the pace Kyle instructed you to breathe in.

“You did great, sweetheart.” you only nodded.

“What are you doing here?” you asked them.

“We came as soon as we heard you were crying,” Kenny said, and you were able to see his puffy face.

“I didn’t want you to worry. I’m sorry” You almost started to cry again after realizing the two of them got worried because of you when Kenny knelt again in front of you and grabbed your face by the cheeks.

“Hey, hey, don’t you dare to think anything bad at this moment.” Kenny began cleaning your tears with his sweatshirt sleeve. He didn’t know what happened, but he was sure your mother was the one to blame. Out of your parents, she was the strict one and the one that always made you feel like you were a burden. That’s why Kenny stopped your overthinking since he knew it was going to worsen your state.

“Wanna talk about it?” Kyle asked you while he was tucking a strand of your hair in your ear. You shook your head, wanting anything but to remember the reason for your attack.

“Don’t you have to get back to class?” you asked worriedly. Your teacher knew you were with Mr. Mackey, but you knew they only had permission to leave for just a few moments since you were able to see the hall pass hanging from Kyle’s hand. Before they could answer you, Mr. Mackey came out of his office.

“You are better, Miss Y/L/N?” You nodded and gave your counselor a reassuring smile. “Then I believe you have to get to class, the three of you. If you need to talk, my door’s always open, kids.”

“Thanks, Mr. Mackey,” Kyle answered him, and the counselor returned to his usual spot in his office.

Kyle and Kenny were both grabbing your hands while walking back to your classroom. Having them by your side always made you feel at peace. When the three of you arrived at your classroom, Kenny kissed you on the cheek

“We’re gonna talk later when school finishes, ok? Wait for me here.” Kenny moved away so Kyle could say goodbye to you.

“Just if you feel it’s going to start again, try breathing slowly, ok?” you nodded, and he gave you a sweet kiss on the forehead.

“Thank you, guys,” you whispered and entered your classroom. Kyle and Kenny let out a loud sigh. They may not have that much in common now, but they were aware that they would do anything for you.

Later that evening, you and Kenny, who was on your right side, were lying down on his mattress, and both of you were only looking at the ceiling. Kenny knew he just needed to give you time before you told him what happened.

“Mr. Mackey told my parents how my grades have just gotten worse for the last two years. And said he was worried I was depressed.” You started talking as you remembered what happened during the meeting. “When my mom heard that, she exploded. She first said she shouldn’t be wasting her time on such stupid things. And then proceeded to shout at me for making her lose her time.” You felt tears wanting to fall from your eyes, “she told Mr. Mackey how she thinks I was just acting like this to get attention.”

“But that’s stupid, we all saw your sudden change of attitude, but you tried to brush it off, not wanting to get attention” Kenny was ready to punch the wall. How dare your mother say that.

“I know, but she doesn’t know that, Kenny. She also said how it was stupid to assume I was depressed since there was nothing in my life I should worry about and that the only thing I should focus on was school.” You managed to say since your voice was starting to break. You hid your face with your right arm, not wanting Kenny to see you cry again.

“Did your father say something” you scoffed.

“Of course not. He just stayed silent during the meeting. The only moment he stepped in was when he saw my mom getting madder and dragged her out of the school. And that’s what happened.”

“I’m sorry, Y/n.”

“For what?”

“For not being there earlier.”

“Kenny, you left your class to help me. I couldn’t be more grateful.”

“Are you being honest?”

“A hundred percent honest, Kenny” he put an arm around your neck so he could hug you, and you hid your face on his chest.

“I love you, Kenny. Thank you.”

“I love you too, princess.”

6th Grade

“So, you know that McCormick kid, right?” you turned your head to the 7th-grader girl that was standing in front of your table. Wendy, Bebe, and you were having lunch before being interrupted by the girl who was now asking you about your best friend.

“Yeah, why?”

“Do you think he would like to go out with me?” the question took you by surprise.

“Uhm…”

“I’m Tammy, by the way,” For a reason, her name sounded familiar. You started to try and remember why her name was something you’d heard before

“Why would she do that? Can’t you ask that for yourself?” Bebe answered her.

“Did I talk to you?” Tammy responded. And then you remembered, Kenny mentioned her a few nights ago after he scolded you once again for wanting to go out with Kyle (as if that was something new), and he told you how he would like to go out with this Tammy girl, but he didn’t since he had to focus on school just as you should.

“You know what, you little-” Before Bebe could respond to her, Wendy stepped in and made her leave the table before the situation escalated.

“Why you wanna go out with him?” you asked Tammy.

“Well, have you seen him? He’s getting pretty. Will you tell him to call me? Here’s my number” Tammy handed you a little piece of paper. The mere thought of Kenny going out with this girl started to bug you for some reason. Tammy didn’t even let you respond to her when she got up and thanked you before she left.

What was this heavy feeling in your chest? Was this feeling the same that Kenny had whenever you told him you liked Kyle for more than just a friend? You tried to think of reasons, and the only one that made sense was because Kenny’s like your brother. Yeah, that must be it.

Later that day, when you gave Kenny the piece of paper Tammy handed to you, he asked if you were ok with him going out with Tammy.

“Why are you asking me, Kenny? Just go. Didn’t you tell me you wanted to go out with her?” Kenny was trying to see a glimpse of disgust or something similar, but you were completely calm.

“So, you are sure it’s ok?” Why was he asking you this question out of a sudden?

“Yes, Kenny, go out with whomever you want. I don’t care,” you responded in a joking way so he could see you weren’t bothered at all.

“I see…” Kenny stayed in silence as if he was debating on saying something else. “Ok then, I’ll call her” You nodded. Yeah, of course, you were completely fine about him going out with Tammy, right?

So… How was your date?” you asked Kenny as you were handing him the bowl of popcorn.

“Meh.”

“Just that? Was it that bad?” even if he told you it didn’t go well, he was calm.

“I guess I just wish I went on a date with someone else.”

“Ohh! Do I know that person?” you asked him, bouncing your eyebrows. Kenny stayed for some moments looking at you in the eyes, and then he sighed.

“Yeah, but I’m not telling you who.”

“But why?” you pouted.

“Just because. Let’s be honest. The girl’s name’s gonna change in a few days.”

“I guess you’re right…”

“And what about you? Didn’t you tell me you wanted to go out with Kyle?” Kenny asked you even if he knew the answer may hurt him.

“Well, that’s gonna stay like that. As something I want. As if my parents would let me out with a guy, the guy they let me go out and hang out with, it’s you.” You sighed.

“Good,” Kenny answered, and you hit him jokingly on his arm.

“You’re unbelievable.”

“But you love me just like this.���

“I guess I do.”

7th Grade

Kenny was starting to get worried. He could see how slowly you were losing yourself, and he didn’t know how to help you.

Since the start of this school year, everything has been going downhill when it comes to you. Kenny noticed how much it affected you knowing Kyle left without even saying goodbye.

He also noticed how some of your classmates started to make fun of you because of the way you looked. And how because of those comments, you began to develop an eating disorder. It broke his heart seeing you disappear after eating and how you returned with glossy eyes, your face all swollen, and your hand harmed because of your teeth.

He hated to know what was happening to you and how he couldn’t be able to do anything to help you. And on top of that, he knew the things with your parents were getting worse every day.

Still, he tried to make you feel better by complimenting you whenever he could (even if he knew it wouldn’t work). Maybe if he continued, one day you would only listen to him and not to your classmates.

The number of times Kenny has gotten in trouble for fighting with kids in your class and from other grades for saying something to you or about you was uncountable. But he didn’t care. They had no right to say anything wrong about you; they didn’t even know you.

Kenny also noticed how you started to only talk to him, Stan, Red, and Bebe, evading everyone who tried to even say hi to you in fear of them making fun of you.

Now on the most personal part, Kenny was the only one who knew your parents’ heartless behavior towards you. Seeing you arrive almost every day at school holding back your tears because you had a fight with your parents was one of the things that hurt him the most. Kenny was also worried since he noticed how you started to get anxious whenever a school day came to an end. When he asked you why, you explained to him that your home situation was just getting worse as the days passed, that your parents didn’t even bother to talk to you, and when they did, it was to tell you how useless and stupid a person you were. That’s why he started to call you every day during the night just to make sure you wouldn’t go to sleep with their words in your head.

Another significant change that your relationship suffered was because of your parents. This was the first year they prohibited you from visiting Kenny and told you how Kenny wasn’t welcome in your house anymore since he was probably the reason your grades were never improving, which only made Kenny hate your parents even more.

Due to all these things happening to you, Kenny became overprotective of you. It wasn’t that he didn’t think you weren’t strong or anything like that, but he realized you didn’t do anything to stop the comments. You didn’t do anything to show your parents how you were trying to do your best.

During one of those late-night calls, you told Kenny your parents found out you were purging. You explained what your mother said that evening. How she was going to make you eat your vomit if she found you one day doing it, and how she also told you that if you wanted to die, she would kill you by beating the shit out of you.

Kenny cried in silence after hearing the words coming out of you. He wanted so badly to hug you, but he knew he had to wait until the following day to do it.

“You know what?” Kenny managed to say without sounding like he was crying just a few moments ago. “We’re leaving this shit hole after finishing high school. I don’t know how, but we are doing it. You and me.”

“You know that’s impossible, Ken,” you whispered.

“I don’t care how stupid or impossible that sounds. We are doing it; we are starting a new life together. Just the two of us. I promise.”

“Even if we can leave by then, I don’t think I’ll be able to make it till then” Somehow, Kenny knew what you were talking about, and he felt a heavy weight on his chest. He doesn’t know what he will ever do if you’re not in his life anymore. He can’t lose you. He won’t lose you this way.

“Don’t say that, please.” You stayed in silence. At this point, thinking about the future was something you couldn’t afford to do. As much as it hurt Kenny to think about what you were implying, he continued. “We are getting an apartment. I don’t even know where, but it’s gonna be cozy, a safe place for the two of us. I just know it.” Your heart warmed up at the thought of it.

“I really want that to happen.”

“It will happen. You’ll see.”

“I love you, Ken.”

“I love you, princess.”

“Promise me you will stop” Kenny and you were sitting and playing thumb wars at your usual spot on the Community Center building rooftop. For the first time in a year, the two of you managed to spend time out of the school after your parents told you they were going to a convention they wanted to go to for the whole day. That meant you still had at least 4 more hours before they returned.

“Huh?” you didn’t pay attention to his comment since you were distracted, trying to win at least once on a thumb war with him.

“You have to stop purging.” You didn’t answer him, still fixated on winning the game. At your lack of response, Kenny stopped playing. “Hey, I’m serious, princess.” Kenny moved your whole arm now, trying to get your attention on him, and you sighed.

“You know it’s not that simple,” you said, trying to free your hand from his grip without any success.

“I know, but you have to at least try, Y/n” Hearing your name coming out of him sent shivers down your spine. There were only a few occasions when Kenny called you out by name, meaning he was being serious.

“I… don’t think I will be able though.”

“Why?” you groaned. You didn’t want Kenny to know since it was just a frivolous thought.

“Because I need to be perfect. I need to be beautiful and skinny and…” you sounded so superficial, but it was the truth. “Haven’t you noticed how everyone started to treat me differently the moment I started to lose weight? They started treating me like a human again. I won’t give up on that.”

“But you were already perfect. I know you didn’t see it, but you were already all that.”

“Then why everyone started treating me so horribly? Why the comments? Why torture me that way if I was already all that?” he didn’t know what to tell you now. He won’t ever be able to understand all that you’ve been through.

“Just, please. For your good. Stop it.” Kenny whispered. You didn’t want to lie to him, promising you would stop soon, but at the same time, you didn’t want to break his heart.

“I will stop, just not now, ok?”

“Ok.”

8th Grade

Your last year of middle brought a few surprises. First of all, Kyle’s return. Seeing you so happy and excited because of Kyle made Kenny feel conflicted. He was, of course, delighted to finally see you smile more often, maybe not as much as when you were kids, but you smiled almost daily. Kenny thought it was because you wouldn’t like to let Kyle see you depressed. He also felt hurt by this since it could only mean one thing, you still liked Kyle.

Kenny also noticed you tried your best to keep a smile even in difficult situations, like whenever you fought with your parents, you didn’t cry but tried to just brush it off. When Kenny asked you about this sudden change of attitude, you told him it was because you decided to not let your parents bring you down anymore. At this point, you wouldn’t be able to change their thinking, and that the only thing that kept you sane was knowing that one day, the two of you would leave everything behind, making them leave your life for good.

Kenny couldn’t feel prouder of you. But again, what if this sudden change was only because of Kyle? Yeah, he should thank him, but it bothered him thinking you were doing all of this for Kyle. Still, Kenny saw the bright side of it all. You were looking forward to a future with him, not Kyle.

Which brought Kenny to a big realization. He liked you. No, he fucking loved you, and not in the way he’s been telling himself he loves you. Not in a brotherly way. He has these romantic feelings towards you. Unfortunately, he had to hide his feelings. Not only because he was scared to lose his friendship with you but also in fear of losing Stan’s friendship too.

He still remembers the unfaithful day when Stan, Kyle, and he made the stupid pact that would doom the three of them. And Kenny might be a lot of things, but he's no liar nor traitor. He's been lying to himself for years now. There was a reason why he agreed on that pact. Why would he accept an agreement made by those who were in love with you? Because deep down, he was always in love with you, and he knew that without that pact, he would act recklessly since there wouldn't be one thing stopping him from telling you his real feelings.

“So…Are you gonna tell me who you like?” you said, and you brought Kenny back to reality.

“Why do you want to know, princess?” he asked you.

“Well, because you know who I like.”

“So just because I know who you like, I should tell you the same thing?” Kenny chuckled. You nodded.

“Exactly. And before you even dare to lie to me, McCormick, saying how you don’t like anyone now, remember I know you pretty well.”

“I broke up with Kelly a month ago, and you think I like someone?”

“As I said, don’t try to lie to me, Kenny,” he sighed. He sometimes forgets how intuitive you are.

“If I tell you, would you stop asking me?”

“Duh.”

“Fine, I like someone from our class. Are you happy?” you were frowning.

“That’s unfair. There are like 15 girls in our class Kenny” Kenny knew that he wouldn’t be able to tell you who he likes, in this case, loves, due to the pact, but what if you were the one who found out…

“Ugh, fine, uhm… She’s one of you three girls” You knew Kenny was referring to Red, Bebe, and you. It couldn’t be Red since he told you he only saw Red as a friend a few days ago after trying to find out who he liked for a thousand time. Then the only option left was Bebe

“It’s Bebe, isn’t it?” Kenny mentally face-palmed himself. “Oh my god, it’s her! My two best friends!” After Kenny felt defeated after noticing how you wouldn’t, in a million years, guess who he liked. He knew he could tell you Bebe wasn’t the one he wanted, but that would be too risky. Since you liked Kyle, he was sure you wouldn’t reciprocate his feelings. He couldn’t risk your friendship now.

“Just don’t you dare say a word, princess,” you squeaked in excitement. Maybe this was the best for now. He knows he’s lying to you, which is something he hates, but it was the best option.

“I won’t, I promise.”

“Do you think you need to go to the hospital?” Bebe asked as the two of you were looking at your bruised stomach.

“I don’t think so. It wasn’t that bad. He barely hit me. It doesn’t even hurt,” you chuckled.

“I still can’t believe you thought it was a good idea to pick up a fight with Cartman,” Red said as she was wetting a towel to clean the hint of blood that was dripping from your lip.

“He asked for it. He’s been bothering me for years now. It was bound to happen,” you answered back. For the first time in years, you finally stood up for yourself, and you were proud.

“Does Kenny know?” before you could answer, you heard Kenny shout your name.

"I think he does." Kenny entered the girls' restroom, fuming. You tried to take your sweatshirt from Bebe, so Kenny wouldn't see you without it. Not because you were uncomfortable but because you didn't want him to see your bruises, and most importantly, he would see you lose even more weight. You managed to take your sweatshirt from Bebe's grip and put it on as quickly as possible, but unfortunately, Kenny was able to see both your bruises and visible bones.

“WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING, Y/N?!” he shouted.

“What do you think you are doing, Kenny? Get out. This is the girls’ restroom.”

“FUCKING FIGHTING WITH CARTMAN. ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FUCKING MIND?” you were looking down at the floor, not wanting to see his face out of embarrassment. He got closer to you.

“He deserved it,” you whispered.

“I don’t care if he deserved it, Y/n. He could’ve seriously hurt you. He’s easily as twice as big and stronger than you. Hell, I can even dare to say he’s three times bigger and stronger than you.” You looked into Kenny’s eyes, and you were able to see they were red. The thing is, you didn’t know if it was because he was crying or out of anger. Maybe both.

“And what about it? Kenny, I stood up for myself. Isn’t it what you wanted?” you answered back. You were starting to also get mad at his attitude.

“YES! But not this way, Y/n!”

“Oh my god Kenny, then make up your damn mind!”

“Are you actually answering me back right now, Y/n? I was fucking worried.”

“So what? You are not my dad Kenny.”

“Are you fucking kidding me? How dare you say that when you are the one who’s in trouble right now? Not only you had a fight, but you also lied to me, you promised you would stop purging, and by the looks of it, you haven’t.” Kenny’s hand was clenched into a fist. He was angry.

“I didn’t lie to you,” you answered back.

“STOP IT! Do you think I’m that stupid, Y/n? I saw your fucking ribs. You’re skinnier than before. How dare you lie to me this way?” Kenny slowly walked towards you, stopping just a few inches away from you. This was the first time you’ve seen him this worked up.

You almost forgot Bebe and Red were present if it wasn’t for Bebe pulling you away from Kenny. He sighed.

“You know what? If you want to kill yourself this way, then go ahead. If you want to keep purging or if you want to put yourself at risk, do it. I won’t be here to witness it. I can’t stand the idea of my best friend, one of the people I love the most, dying.” You felt a tear roll down your cheek as you saw Kenny exiting the restroom. The three of you stayed in silence for some minutes as Red and Bebe were waiting for you to say something. You didn’t say anything at all until the bell rang, meaning you had to return to class.

“Let’s go. We’ll be late.”

Kenny,

I know this may come as a surprise, and maybe you think I’m a coward for saying this via message instead of telling you this in person, but I think this is the best way since, at this moment, I know you don’t even want to see me since you must hate me right now.

I’m sorry, you have no idea how much I regret not following you after that fight in the girls’ restroom, and I apologize for the way I reacted. I know you were only worried about me, and my attitude wasn’t the best, and I’m sorry.

I’m not gonna apologize for the fight tho. For the first time, I didn’t need anyone to stand up for me. Don’t get me wrong, I will be forever grateful for all those times you did it for me. But I must start doing it for myself. I cannot rely on you to do it for the rest of my life. What if, one day, you are not in my life anymore? Even if the mere thought of you not being in my life hurts me, I know maybe you won’t be by my side forever. Many things can happen, but I will try not to think about it right now.

As for the purging thing… I swear I did stop doing it. I hadn’t done it after one time when I started to vomit blood. It was like a wake-up call. I didn’t want to die while purging. I… fuck, this is hard even if I’m writing it, but I’ve been starving for some time now. And in this case, I’m not doing it because of my looks or anything like that, but because it’s the only thing I can control in my life. You know how hard my home life is. You’ve seen my grades. I feel like everything in my life is going down the drain, and the only thing I’m able to control is the food I eat.

I don’t know how this fight is gonna affect our relationship. But I know that I can’t lose you because of this. Kenny. You’ve been there with me since the first moment I arrived at South Park. You have been there when I needed you the most. You have been by my side during my happiest and saddest moments. You are the most important person in my whole life. I won’t ever find the words to tell you how much you meant to me and how thankful I am for having you in my life. You are my other half, my brother.

The thing is, I also don’t want to hurt you, and if you don’t want to be friends after this, I would understand it. As you said in the restroom that day, if you don’t want to see the way I’m hurting myself and you think the best for you is just leaving, then do it. I don’t mean it in a mean way or anything like that. If I’m hurting you by doing all of these things, I will be the one leaving. I cannot stand the idea of hurting you.

You deserve better than me, Kenny. Believe me when I saw that writing all of this is killing me (I don’t want to lose you), but if that’s the best for you, then I will accept your decision. And if that’s your decision, I just want to say one more thing.

I love you, Kenny. Thank you so much for being in my life.

You looked at your phone screen for what felt like the 10th time in the last 5 minutes as Stan’s words repeated and repeated in your brain. “I know this fight is affecting him more than he would like to admit.”

You sighed in frustration. This was the first time you and Kenny ever fought, and it was also the longest you went without talking to each other. A week, A week where you felt like dying since Kenny wasn’t by your side.

You didn’t know if you would be able to mend this whole situation with Kenny, but you didn’t want to give up on your relationship without a fight. After reading your message one last time, you clicked send.

You saw Kenny saw your message as soon as you sent it, so you locked your phone. As the minutes passed, your heart broke a little more at his lack of response. Maybe he was done with you. And you wouldn’t blame him. You thought you were a burden. You were surprised Kenny didn’t leave you before all of this happened. Even if it hurts like hell, you were going to stay faithful to your decision.

You were a crying mess. Kenny saw your message two hours ago, and there was still no response. This was it. The end for the two of you. You were glad your parents were already asleep as it was almost midnight. You were able to cry without anyone hearing you. As you lay on your bed and slowly fall asleep, you think of all the times Kenny has been there trying to make you feel better. It did hurt, but at least you were able to find someone as amazing as Kenny.

You were shocked to see a notification from Kenny on your screen. You quickly clicked on it, and you noticed it was a video. As you clicked on the play button, you held your breath. Why did he send a video? Is that why it took him so long to answer you? You saw Kenny sitting down on his mattress as his phone was supported by something on his nightstand. Well, you believed that since he wasn’t holding his phone.

“Fuck princess, after reading your message, I knew I just couldn’t answer you with another message.” Kenny was grabbing a piece of paper in his hands. “First of all, I won’t ever hate you. Don’t you dare to think I hate you because you couldn’t be more wrong. I should be the one apologizing for saying all those things. I didn’t mean any of it. Well, of course, I cannot stand the idea of something happening to you, but I’m not leaving you because of that. Also, I’m sorry for going all ballistic on you for fighting Cartman. As you said, he deserved it, and later that day, I saw how beaten up you left him. I’m proud. Even if he’s bigger, you gave him hell.” Kenny smiled at the camera.

“It’s just that if anything happened to you, I would never forgive myself. I wasn’t even there. I had to find out from Stan about the fight. I guess I was angry at myself for not finding out sooner. At least I would’ve been able to help you or stop you. I’m glad you didn’t apologize for the fight because you should never apologize for putting yourself first, and that’s what you did that day.” he looked at the piece of paper in his hands. He continued speaking.

“Now that you mention it, I did notice how you stopped going to the restroom after eating lunch and how your face stopped being swollen all the time, but I also noticed how you would barely eat. I should’ve known better.” He sighed. “Even if now, you aren’t doing it to change the way you look, I believe you cannot keep doing this to yourself. I know now it’s like a coping mechanism, and asking you to stop doing it may not be the best thing since, in the end, it’s your decision, princess. But tell me whenever you are ready to get help. I would love to be the one by your side when you decide to get better, ok?” you know it was hard for Kenny to say those words, so you appreciated the fact he was letting you take the decision and not forcing you to get help.

“I was also scared these days. As you said, what if this was it? What if this was the end of our relationship? I felt this weight over my shoulders for the past week, thinking and beating myself up for how stupid I was for letting things escalate this much. I also cannot put into words how much you meant to me, Y/n. I would do anything for you. Anything.” Kenny stopped talking for moments as if he was debating whether to tell you something.

“I hadn’t told you this but remember when I told you I didn’t know the reason why Kelly broke up with me? Well, I do know the reason. She said she noticed how when it came to you, I would stop doing whatever I could be doing just to make sure you were ok. How she noticed I would drop everything for you. And she’s not wrong. She wasn’t mad when she told me this. But she just knew my heart belonged to another person, you. She said that even if we are just friends, the love we have for each other is unbreakable, and she’s completely right. Y/n, you are irreplaceable. Even if I end up dating other girls, they will never be at your level.” You were crying after hearing those words.

“I don’t want you to leave. You are the most valuable person I have in my life. I love you. Don’t ever doubt it, princess.”

The video stopped. You felt exhilarated. Kenny still loved you, and he didn’t plan on leaving you. You smiled even though tears were still falling down your cheeks. Maybe things will only get better from now on. It didn’t matter how fucked up your family situation was, how messed up you were mentally right now. As long as Kenny was by your side, everything was going to be fine.

n a v i g a t i o n

Kenny’s Birthday Week Celebration.

[steeklover]

Deep Learning Season 26 Episode 4 Thoughts

**SPOILERS**

-I think the only important thing about this episode was this.

Also this (look at their faces, aren't they adorable?)

And this

Nothing else

-Okay but in all seriousness, this episode was actually really good imo. We got Creek background scenes, more Bebe, more Stan, more of Clyde (being stupid) along with Wendy and Mr. Garrison. This episode was just filled with my favorite characters.

-I don't really have any opinion on Stendy, I think they're okay and I think they're better off as friends but I was actually hoping this would be a Stendy episode, which it was.

-I'm so confused though. I know they're only in what, fourth or fifth grade, they're just dumb kids, but why are Clyde and Stan so instinct on being with Bebe and Wendy if they don't even want to talk to them. Like look at Creek and then look at Stendy and Clybe. In that last picture, Craig and Tweek are actually talking to each other while for the majority of this episode, Clyde and Stan only communicated with their girlfriends with that dumb AI bot. Like don't get me wrong, Clyde and Stan are two of my favorite characters but... like... WHY?? (Also I'm not trying to start a ship war or anything by comparing Creek with Stendy and Clybe, I'm just sharing an observation)

-Also for everyone who's ever thought that Stan and Clyde would be friends because of Wendy and Bebe, this was your episode.

-Out of this four ships that are possible with those four characters, I'd rank my preferences with Bendy first, then Clybe, then Styde, then Stendy.

- MR. GARRISON!! OMG you guys do not know how much I love him. He's literally such a bad person but I still love him. Also he's still together with Rick, aww isn't that nice?? (let's just ignore the fact that Rick was just as bad as a boyfriend as Stan was)

-That whole montage with Stan and Wendy was hilarious but my favorite scene had to be this one

He's really out here doing the bare minimum (also if I didn't love Steek so much, I would totally make this my pfp)

-Also what is with his dumb walk lol???

-Also isn't it cute how Stan included Kyle in his AI story??

-And then he did Mr Mackey-

-And Cartman-

-And just think about that last scene, how did it occur to Stan that he should use the same exact thing that caused the problem he was in the first place to solve said problem??? Like I know it worked but he really doesn't have a lot going for him up there does he?

-In conclusion, I got an episode with kids being kids, Stan and Clyde being dumb, Creek background scenes, my two favorite girls, my favorite adult and a dumb plot line. I'm actually really happy.

-But just imagine if Clyde leaves Craig's gang now after he's seen interacting with Stan. Now Craig's gang is just... Craig and Tweek lol. Losers. I guess maybe Kevin can start hanging with them.

-Anyway, I'm still waiting on that Tweek episode. We did good with the amount of background scenes Tweek had but I'm going to need more than that.

Still manifesting...

[myntrose]

Hi!!! Its me again ✨ anon, sorry i havent been active in a while, but i have a request if you dont mind platonic nahida x reader, where reader is the reincarnation of the flower goddess and is self-aware of that, and was like "wonder how the lesser lord is doing???" and then finds out the the sages did, marches over to the sanctuary, and then has like a custody battle over nahida, which reader wins! you can add any implied or hint at character x reader, i dont mind! Anyways, how are you doing? I got back into genshin a bit ago, and now im a nahida main(she is precious bebe) -✨

✨ OMG I MISS YOU AHHH ! (i haven't done this archon quest yet, just watched streams of it lol) i hope you enjoy!

❀Flower Power!❀

ft: Nahida x platonic! gender neutral! Reader, implied Traveler x gender neutral! Reader

cn: chapter 3 archon quest spoilers, fluff, reader travels with Traveler :D, reader is very protective, i haven't actually gone this far into the quest so very out of cannon LOL, a bit shorter than other fics D:

a/n: i've been alright ✨! a lot of academic stuff, work stuff etcetc D: but i'm slowing coming back! (i tried my best to write this, i'm purposely saving up my archon quests lol)

word count: 325

song on replay: until I found you (em behihold version)

"I want you in my arms, Oh, let me hold you

After dozens of adventures with the world renowned Traveler, many would think that you've seen it all. In some cases, yes, you've gotten to see all sorts of places in Teyvat that you didn't even know existed. All these travels allowed you to meet many new people, as well as old friends from lifetimes ago. Some reuinons were, nicer than others (tea with Zhongli will always beat running away from Ei in Inazuma)

The next destination for the Traveler was Sumeru, with the goal of meeting the the dendro archon. Perhaps it was the perfect compatibility of your abilites and that of the archon of Dendro herself, but you were always closer to her than the other archons. She was kinder than most gods, and definitely smarter. Several times along the journey to Sumeru the Traveler had to make sure you were alright, with the all your excitement constantly bubbling.

While your powers weren't as strong as they were in your past life, you knew something felt of the moment you stepped into Gandharva Village. And, as per the usual, the whole visit of Sumeru was filled with adventures, commissions, and saving a whole population due to the fatui's escapades. When it came to escaping the Sabzeruz Festival, it was only then that you realized where the goddess you were looking for was.

The whole fiasco of rescuing Nahida went better than it played out in your head. When it came to saving her, you specifically requested to stay back and fight all those who locked her up in the first place. And so, once the Traveler finds Nahida, they both are met with the sights of you scolding (and threating) several sages.

Seeing the familiar white haired archon, you immediately sprint over to her and scoop her into a hug, which was lifetimes overdue.

"Lesser Lord! Archons, I've missed you so much!"

"It's really good to see you too, I hope you've been well"

[zoi-no-miko]

"They needed an artist to help them... so the let me keep my skills as a scientist. They made me delete everything else."

Kiefer Sutherland as Dr. Daniel P. Schreber in Dark City (Dir. Alex Proyas, 1998)

[yiplee]

Could you do a Lee Wendy and a Ler Bebe :0

Omg yes I’ve been wanting to write these two!

(Lee!Wendy) (Ler!Bebe)

Bebe takes Wendy to the mall, trying on dresses for her birthday. While seeing if a dress fits, an unexpected reaction from Wendy gives her a grand idea.

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“Alright, come on out, let’s see it!” Bebe called from outside the try-on room. Wendy opened the door and came out in a sparkly purple dress.

“Aww! That dress looks so cute on you, Wendy!” Bebe said adoringly, putting her hands together in emphasis.

Wendy looked away bashfully. “Oh, well, I mean…I don’t know if it fits me all that well. It’s just not very…flattering?” Wendy shrugged, looking at herself in the mirror.

“Oh, nonsense! It fits you perfectly!” Bebe shook her head, walking up to Wendy. “Here, let me see.” She says.

Bebe feels the sleeves of Wendy’s dress, and the collar. Wendy stays still as Bebe does. “Well? Does it fit?” She asks.

“Well hold on, I’ve gotta check the main part.” Bebe said, placing both hands on Wendy’s sides, causing her to jump and move away.

Bebe is stunned for a moment. Wendy’s eyes widen as she watches Bebe process what just happened, and gulps as she sees a familiar sly look on her face.

“What was that, Wendy? Did I scratch you?” Bebe asked, but they both knew that’s not what happened.

“Oh, um…yes! You’ve gotta be careful with those nails, Bebe.” Wendy nodded, getting back into place.

“Oh, well in that case, I’ll be suuuper light.” Bebe said in a sinister tone, placing her long nails on both of Wendy’s sides.

“Hmm, huh, I don’t know. Does this dress fit? I’ll have to get a better feel.” Bebe teased, fluttering her nails across Wendy’s sides as she desperately held back her squeals.

“Be-Behehebe..I think that’s enough fitting! I think it fits!” Wendy said urgently, as her whole body tensed up.

“Oh nonsense, I have to fit every area. We must make sure.” Bebe teased on, sliding her nails across Wendy’s stomach.

“Bebe, wait!” Wendy said more urgently. But Bebe was done teasing now. She went all in, scribbling her long nails up and down Wendy’s sides, warranting high-pitched squeals from the girl.

“BEHEHEBE! HEHEHEHEY!! WAHAHAHAIT!!” Wendy squealed, trying and failing to pull away from the starry-eyed blonde. Bebe had that wild look in her eye again. Wendy was in trouble.

“Now Wendy! Of course this dress fits. You know it does. It’s not “unflattering,” and you are beautiful in it. You hear me? Beautiful!” Bebe said, as she continued digging her nails into Wendy’s ribs.

“O-OKAHAHAHAY!!” Wendy shrieked, unable to get away from Bebe’s painted nails.

“Say it, Wendy. Say you’re beautiful.” Bebe insisted, continuing to skitter her fingers across the sparkly dress.

“I’M BEHEHEAUTIFUL! I AHAHAM!” Wendy squealed, and with that, Bebe took her nails away from Wendy and pulled her in for a hug.

“That’s all I needed to hear.” Bebe said, patting Wendy on the shoulder.

“Oh, but you might need another one of those dresses. This one is a bit wrinkled.” She added, looking down at the freshly crinkled dress.

[nemo-of-house-hamartia]

Do you remember me blabbering about having accidentally erased my cc for The Sims while cleaning my PC?

Well.

I did it.

I managed to find most of them (some are still missing, which is why I am still hunting them down).

and omg I redid my De Beaumont and my Dorothea and I am literally MELTING in my own brainrot for them.

just look at them.

Look at my 4 bebes, my four cinnamon rolls, a big happy family all together.

Just look at Mathias and Colette being TWO HUGE DORKS, because the gods only know, those two spend most of their free time plotting together how to prank Antoine.

And of course, ANTOINE KNOWS THAT. SHE KNOWS. And they have YET to catch her by surprise. That woman is always a step ahead!

And these two just sharing a small kiss hidden away, because they are just two adorable lovebirds! <3

And these two besties right here. They KNOW something is afoot.

I am having so much fun with TS4. Honestly, this is the only thing helping me rest my poor brain a bit between work and having to pack everything for the move (-11 days brrrr).

Just wanted to share what I have been doing in the last few days, and dear gods, the comfort these four bring to my soul.

The way I just love my Notre-Dame Clan.

Ah! also, all of them are spellcasters, so I am working on their "Modern Day Look" and omg I am having so much fun.

I also discovered that I absolutely adore Dorothea with short hair, so I need to draw her like that when I have the time! :)

Well, now it's time to sleep for me! <3

--Nemo

[lipglossanon]

Hear me out bebe... re4!Leon in all those e-girl style lingerie that are loved by only𖣘. Just imagine it, he'd look so amazing. OR toxic stepdad! Leon giving these outfits to reader and makes her wear them and takes photos. I'm having a brainrot over this omg.

~🐸 and now @froggy-anon :33

Hi 🐸 anon!! 👋 👋

And yes!! I love both!! but between the two I think I’m gonna go with Leon wearing the e girl lingerie because that just scratches an itch in my brain like 🥴 🥴 🥴

I’m sure you’ve seen the slutty cat getup that’s been modded 🤭 like hello? Leon can look like that anytime 🤤

[khaleesiofalicante]

THE GAY SHENANIGANS CONTINUE

First of all, how are you??? I've been busy with projects and my final exams that start next week, and I've felt a little anxious and down these weeks, so I'm so looking forward for these two weeks to be over

Also, I've lately been rereading IALS whenever I'm feeling bad and it always makes me cheer up, so idk what that says about me...

But let me tell you!!!! So, we share facilities with another school, right? But they use them in the evenings. Idk if this is common for other countries, but it's really common here

Well, idk what they do or study, but a group of them have been staging a play, and my friends and I have seen a few rehearsals bc they also practice in the morning. It's a musical from what we've gathered, and it's also kind of... ehm, sensual, you could say lol (idk how they managed to convince our directors bc they are so fucking horrible, but good for them)

Thing is, Sarah and I know one guy from there, so last Friday we were there watching them rehearse, and he waved at us to come sit as an audience because they had prepared chairs and everything. We obviously agreed, and went to sit thinking we were just going to sit and watch from a better angle what they did...

Buuut, we didn't know how the play started, so we didn't know the actors had to get closer and closer to the audience until there were just inches of space... And we didn't know they had to just stand and stare at you to make you nervous... And we didn't know they couldn't talk and could just rarely give the smallest smirk... And that they had to look at you in a more flirty way, before the music started and they began to dance...

So you can imagine it took us by surprise😂. The actors started to get closer and Sarah, as the sunshine she is, was just making conversation with them like "you have beautiful eyes" "oh, your eyes are really pretty too!" "Hi! How are you?"

And I, as the bisexual mess that I am, was just furiously blushing and laughing nervously jshdjdkdksks

And there was this one reaaaally pretty girl that came closer and stared at me. There were just INCHES between us and my laughter died and I just nervously swallowed but she just gave the smallest smirk and looked down on my hands, so I looked down too and she traced my hands with her fingers, looked up again and just slowly walked away...

HOLY FUCKING SHIT THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN MY GAY AWAKENING IF I DIDN'T KNOW I WAS BI ALREADY LMAOO

So yeah. I don't know how I ever thought I was straight😂😂😂

Me 🤝 You - reading IALS to feel better lol.

I'm good! The month from hell is over and now I have better control of my work hours and projects (for now lmaooo). Most of my projects are winding down so I'm looking for new exciting projects so hopefully, i will find something I like ;)

and omg you got roped into an immersive play - those are my worst nightmare sdkjnfks. it ain't for the introverts - and the gays lol. but i am glad you had fun 🫢

also every ask you send me is basically 'how did i ever think i was straight OR everyone else knew i was gay but me' and i love this theme let's keep going.

hope the exams are going well and you are taking good care of yourself bebe ♥️

[torialefay]

hi bubs! <3 for your ask game, lemme drop 🙃, 🌿 and 🐰 x

ahhhhh i've had this typed out for days and i just found it in my drafts?? 😭

hello bebe 🫶🏼 omg these are so hard!!!

🙃 weird fact i know: koalas are indubitably the most insufferable animals on the planet (i'm sorry australia u have so many amazing things but pls stop promoting these decrepit little creatures. ur better than that.) they literally only eat 1 type of leaf & it has no nutritional value & literally if the leaf isnt on the tree, they don't even recognize it. like they will just starve and not eat it. SPEAKING OF STARVING, the leaves are also lowkey kinda toxic & erode their teeth to the point that they just dont have teeth anymore & STARVE TO DEATH BC THEY WONT EVEN TRY ANOTHER FOOD. and then like when the baby koalas are born, once they have to learn how to digest the leaves (bc they dont have the enzymes) they literally EAT THEIR MOM'S SHIT (LICK HER ASSHOLE AS SHE'S SHITTING) to get some of the enzymes they need to eat their precious little disgusting eucalyptus leaves. i could go on and on ab other things but i think i will stop there i'm sorry.

hehe time to be normal again and pretend like i didn't just get entirely too heated and spiteful for no reason 🥰

🌿 favorite outfit: honestly idk if i have one :( all i know is i always am wearing a shit ton of jewelry & i overall have a more girly style. so like a lot of pinks & creme colors, but also black sometimes. gotta incorporate those witchy elements sometimes. and idk i like girly shoes??? i genuinely have no clue, i wear whatever is cute at the time ig 😭 but i am a big proponent of loving to do hair & makeup & i feel like that can make me look better in any outfit so 😂

🐰 what says the most about a person: i will 100% ALWAYS stick by this- the way that they talk about others. if they want to gossip constantly or even make tiny little jabs at people/ab their appearance, etc etc... yeah it's a no from me dog. && also i guess look at who they surround themselves with. if they're constantly in "drama" or someone's always "out to get them/their friends" or whatever, i will avoid at all costs 😭😂

please give me your answers too bc i'm so curious 🤭

[r-andriani]

A Day in the Life of a Public Transport Girlboss

Dear diarrhea, it is 23:38 as of now I'm typing this. I had a long day today. I woke up to invitation messages from my pregnant sister asking if I'd like to come with her to give Rikeas Island the lebaran visit they were due, which led to misinterpretations and miscommunications and led to me having a meltdown by Rikeas Island door at twelve pm in the godforsaken noon.

I woke up real early to start going hard in my public transport girlboss shit. Nahim drove me to Cikini Station (thank you bebe) and I hopped on the train bound for Bogor. I hopped out at Cawang and switched from KRL to LRT during which these mothers with toddlers and families with poor hygiene had to test my patience, walking slower than a bunch of snails, people moving like sloths. Just the regular, daily afflictions faced by a public transport girlboss tucked between fellow human beings just trying to go to places and have a good time despite all these limitations they're living in, who have the same rights as I do, who are intellectually inferior and poor enough to not be reading and following written instructions or rules, standing still on the right side of the fucking elevator blocking my way, doing God's work in testing a girl's patience and human empathy and compassion, doing God's work in exercising a girl's kindness. Nothing new. I eat that for breakfast and dinner. And I love being kind (yes, scold me for using the conjuction 'and' to begin a sentence). Not sure whether it's something I was born with or something I've developed as I grew up, but I have a big compassion & forgiveness for my fellow humans.

As the train was apporaching LRT Harjamukti Station, I had already started searching for gocar. I hopped out at Harjamukti, still no one picked up my order. How dare these peasants (they probably possess more fortune in their hometown than I do anywhere ever) not pick up my order? Then I decided to order a gojek, and God decided to take 10 minutes to find me a gojek who is destined for the fortune of this crumbs of bread I make from bleeding sweating and tearing amongst the leeches of this city (30.500 rupiahs). In that broad daylight of fucking Cibubur. My mask fell off and there was no way I could pick it back up and neither was there any way I could reach the insides of my stupid purse for spare masks. Fuck I look like? I'm not a racoon. I was sitting on a motorbike, I have two hands, one to carry my naked laptop, one to carry my heavy ass purse. My face was showered by that polluted Cibubur air. My skin was cooked. I was made disheartened by the fact that no one (im shading my preggy sister) wanted to pick me up at the station (ehh, neither is this new, but today I felt it with every fiber of my being). One of those days.

By God's blessing I arrived in Pine Forest (it's the name of the residential cluster where Rikeas Island is located in). No one was there. Door was locked. I, 23 years-young, immediately started bawling my eyes out. I asked Bean if he was home, he said he's eating at the mall with my sister. Thence my long overdue meltdown took place. I slowly fell down on my knees like nig--s in 2000's RnB music videos. I canny believe as I was on my way no one told me they were leaving the house. They got me fucked up. The accumulation of my pent-up cries the past two weeks exploded here. It was not dramatic, it was theatrical. Bean immediately ordered me a taxi to the very mall they were at.

I was ugly-crying on the way smoking my silly little cigarette (I'm sorry, okay? it's not as excessive) until I ran into Mia as she was exiting the lobby. I opened my window and screamed "MIA??? IS THAT YOU?? "and she turned her head around, I said "OMG HII!!! ITS MEEE!!! HAHAHA TAKE CARE!! I LOVE YOU!!". I don't know why I said what I said, I think it's the default setting when I cross paths with good, pretty people, I probably kinda sound like a WASP mom. Or a mindfulness hippie. We don't really know each other, I met her once in 2017, she is one of those people who are a friend of a friend of a friend, whose bubbly existence on earth I just happen to be aware of. She smiled, waved and walked away with a man I suppose is her boyfriend. That simple cosmic divinity of our little human (or girlhood?) interaction singlehandedly fixed my day. It shifted my shite mood. So there I went, hopping out of my Bluebird by the lobby at Mal Ciputra with a smile on my face. Walked upstairs towards Solaria. Ran into Om Botol's wife by the cashier. I found their table and Mami greeted me with a hug, saying with excitement "anak mamiii". I sat next to Mr. Star Katastrophe. He gave me a pat on my head for the first time ever since 2011. I know he miss his silly little princess (I hadn't been home for the last four months). My cheesy chicken steak with es teh tawar in sight, life is good, all is well.

We ate good. It was Om Botol's treat. We took a group picture. We left the mall and were headed to a coffee shop (for fucks sake) in Kota Wisata. There were eight of us, Bean and I took care of the order (obvi we ordered Ice Cream too cause we are the kids in this occasion). Drinks were served. I accompanied Mami to the bathroom. Life is good. Everyone is having a good laugh. Chats about extended family relatives I don't engage myself in. Deeper conversations on family history. Old fashioned ass parents being old-fashioned parents. It was when they started mentioning Superwoman die Mutter that I decided to sneakily sit there and start reacting and engaging in their group conversation, and started asking my questions, and telling my side of the story. Of course I got teary. From then on, they started attempting to comfort me. Focus is shifted into me, I am the celebrity.

We were headed back to Rikeas Island. We munched Mami's cookies and pastry. Family bliss. Mami's cookings and bakings make everybody happy. I packed up my stuff and left the premises, tagging along with Om Botol cause we were headed towards the same destination: Eggplant Street. We arrived at Eggplant Street. Had a bit of munchies at the dining table with Grandpops.

After checking up on Grandpops, by dinner time we took off and Om Botol gave me a ride to Depok Baru station and I hopped back on in the train to Jakarta Kota. Hopped out in Cawang and took a gojek to Wolter Monginsidi to catch my lover who was leaving a meeting at Starbucks (not our fault, that's his supervisor's choice of place). Ngeeng ngeeng, just me and my gojek driver against the world, waltzing around Gatsu amongst Paguyuban orang-orang sudirman. As soon as I arrived, Nahim and I took off to Barito and had Sate Taichan Acong for dinner. It was a cute impromptu date. Then off we go, ngeng ngeeng our way back to the chaos and decay that is Cempaka Putih. I took a deep shower. He took a deep shower. I'm back home, in the comfort and safety of my lover's arms, while the world crumbles before our very eyes, just a kosan wall away.