#ppg fanfiction

[calliopieces]

just finished rereading sbj's more than human aka the bible of ppg fanfiction... (382,924 words ‼️‼️) I want to do this to butch and buttercup but they would probably throw my ass to space or something

[thewritingstar]

Secrets upon Secrets

Pairing: Blossutch (PPG)

Rating: G

authors note: ...........star...where have you been? honestly idk. these past few years of writing have been hard. not cause I don't like to write, but the passion or drive isn't as strong. I want it to be. So I whipped this up and thought "this is good enough, why not?" Oh how I miss that mentality of posting without thinking. Anyways, no one cares lol. I hope you enjoy some Blossutch. I wrote their dynamic in a new way, maybe a more realistic way? idk. I wrote this and I hope you like it for the 12 blossutch Stans lmao.

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The wind blew through her hair calmly. The sky was a place of peace for her. So few could reach her. It held truths that most kept secret. She could see and sense it all.

Her secret place was a cliff near the beach. On the outskirts of town, you could see the skyscrapers dance across the water. She knew where her house laid across the lake but it was nice not being able to see it from this view.

She had been coming her since she was a teen, maybe since middle school. Not even her sisters knew about it, but she was okay with that. She was okay knowing that her sisters probably had secret spots too.

Sometimes she wondered how many secrets they kept from each other. Some would find it odd for a trio to be so close, yet kept a distance. Blossom didn't mind. She was a realist after all.

There had to be balance and she enjoyed that her sisters had their secrets because that meant that they felt human. It meant that they felt deeply and loved things greatly so that only they could find them.

She couldn't blame them for having secrets. She'd be a hypocrite. She may be many things, but that was not something she tried to be.

Secrets. How tempting they could be. She didn't have many, but the ones she kept were darker than what most would expect. She also didn't voice them. If they stayed in her mind then that meant they could be falsities within her.

Speaking it out loud....that meant it was real.

So thats why her lips stayed sealed as she looked across the lake to the city. A city that she vowed to protect. A city that she called home. A city that she loved.

As she stared at the buildings, she would never admit how they would morph in her vision. That the windows would turn and twist into barded wire. How the houses looked more like bricks in a prison courtyard, and how they felt cold even during the day.

The folder in her mind of how she view Townsville was classified. How her childhood was some sort of experiment of creating perfection and how far you could test someone before they failed.

She would never tell her sisters how the city suffocated her and how for a moment, she would give it all away.

Someone had once told her that you have three options in life. Run, accept defeat, or die. There was no living or surviving. She didn't believe it at first, but now she's uncertain.

With deadly thoughts come deadly actions. She would save her city over and over again. She would smile at the statue they built of her and her sisters. Her life was seeming to be more like a myth. Each passage confusion the one before and for a second she wasn't sure if they were worshiping her or if the fire would start with her stone.

Vices. Thats what see needed. Something to look at when the city turns to cages in her mind. She tried it all. Cigarettes. Alcohol. Weed. Her body, the chemical x, it didn't allow for any substance to truly effect her in any way like a normal person.

Blossom didn't mind though. She didn't need artificial things to corrupt her system.

She had something better.

Something real.

Something honest.

Something truly secretive.

Something, that was only hers.

"Hey Bloss."

The voice called from behind her. His voice melting her soul and bringing her back to reality. She could hear his foot steps approaching before the space next to her became engulfed in a scent of pine and smoke.

It was intoxicating.

His arm brushed against hers as he sat down. His foot propped up as he lean on it and tried to get her to meet his eyes.

His eyes. Thats where she fell short every time.

She understood Gatsby now. The green light on the horizon that constantly tempted you. It used to blink across the lake but now, it was right in front of her.

Her lips turned up into a smile as his fingers brushed a piece of hair behind her ear.

"Hi Butch." She whispered.

He smiled and leaned forward to capture her lips. It was soft and sweet. Something most would never associate with him, but thats all she could ever use to describe him.

She knew that his actions had leaned towards something less than good. She tried to reason with her mind. She tried to tell herself that he was bad for her but no matter what, she always ran towards his light.

Robbing banks, stealing precious artifacts and testing the laws, thats what he knew. Selfishly, she only cared if her heart would make it out alive.

How could it not? His gaze was fixated on her even if he didn't think she noticed. His words were soft and kind. Her stomach fluttered with the thought of him being near.

Stolen glances during battles with their siblings were some how her favorite. The cat and mouse game they had played for years that ended once behind an abandon building where she had seen stars greater than the ones in the sky.

How could someone be so bad when they held her secret with gentle hands?

Life wasn't fair. The boys never grew out of their devilish habits even though she tried to change them. Old habits were hard to break, maybe thats why there's a bow in her hair at twenty-three. She didn't try hard to break his habits though.

If she were honest, she would say that she preferred him to be...bad. It felt rebellious to have a shady make out session or to see his gaze hover on her for far too long. She even liked to wear skirts a little too short just to get a rise out of him.

The public didn't know. They never knew.

They also thought that soggy bread was the worst thing that could happen, so even if there was a day that they saw her and Butch tongue-tied, she was sure they wouldn't blink an eye. They might mistake it as a new form of fighting.

He was her special haven. Something that only they could share. It was a freedom that only existed in their created space and felt comforting to know that he was in her orbit even if she couldn't see him.

Their pages were always the same and even though they wouldn't admit it, they knew each other too well.

So when the skyline turned to steel bars, he would remind her that it was all in her head. That she could fly above it all and breath for a moment and come back down as if nothing bothered her.

"Ease the gears turning in your head Bloss."

She turned to look at him. She wanted to say that he looked cute but she wouldn't. They didn't do that. She wanted it. She wanted to challenge the denial and just admit their feelings.

But thats the thing about secrets. He might have know how she felt about the city, but this one was hers. Painfully, hers.

So instead she closed her eyes and took a breath. She let the air fill her lungs and bring her down to a world where she was just a young woman on a cliff side with a cute guy.

It was enough for now.

"I'm good." She smiled at him.

There was a look in his eyes that said otherwise but he knew better than to try to cross a line. It wouldn't end well.

She looked out to see the city in all its bright glory. Shoulders brushed like lovers but never indulging anything further than physical.

"You're not good." He said as he flicked a lighter open to light a cigarette. "But, I won't budge."

"Its best if you don't." Blossom said she stole the little white stick and took a drag.

He shrugged. "Then tell me a secret. A good one." Then he stole the cigarette back.

The slight smoke filled the space between them and her mind hovered on a world where they didn't hide and he wanted to marry her. She could see children with eyes of green and pink. Bows and sticky hands. A world where this town was only something she came to for holidays.

She didn't hate her town. She hated the fear of that it was were all her potential would be kept on a shelf.

Blossom looked at his side profile again. He always had long lashes and good skin. She was jealous. Why did men get that and she was wearing extensions.

"I'm actually afraid of snakes." She said calmly.

He chuckled and put the cigarette out with his foot.

"Wanna know something?" He smirked.

"Hmm?"

"Me too."

She couldn't tell if he was lying. She didn't care. She only cared that they were skimming the surface of what they could be. She needed that fire to be extinguished because bad thoughts led to bad actions.

In that moment, she accepted a small defeat.

So instead of facing her problems, she straddled his hips and kissed him as if they were lovers in every universe before.

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Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed.

(requests and asks are always open)

-Star-

[quarantined-fics]

🤖

🤖 Are non-fandom friends aware you write fanfic?

actually, yes!! a lot of my friends write non-fanfic stuff, as do i, but some have serious cases of imposter syndrome. i like to tell them i write fanfic, and that tends to loosen em up about sharing their own stuff (not that writing fanfic is any lesser art form than "actual" writing, but that's a whole other can of worms)

and honestly, i'm not embarrassed of writing anything, fanfiction or not, and i think no one should be. some of them even read my fanfics ( @astral-pr0jectile my beloved ) despite not actively being in the fandom 🫶🏻 it's a whole support system and it means a lot to me.

[bunnyypop]

Are you ready for some Buttercup x Butch angst? Well here you go (this is for my current butchercup au now ) I can’t wait to write this story as a whole soon <3!

[ppg-villains-defense-lawyer]

PPG Fanfic: Thick as Thieves

So uh, I did in fact cave and write that Snake and Arturo one shot last night after all. 

If you want to read it, here’s the FFN link and here’s the AO3 link. 

Summary:��When Ace sends Snake and Arturo out on a food run, they're forced to put their differences aside after an unexpected turn of events.

Word Count: 2k

Characters: Ace, Snake, and Arturo

Pairings: None

Warnings: None

[phantomstatistician]

Fandom: Powerpuff Girls

Sample Size: 1,425 stories

Source: AO3

[rozuizhere]

we all collectively agreed in ppg x rrb fanfictions that they end up growing human fingers and toes and actual eye shapes and nose shapes and lips as if that’s not the most disturbing thing ever lol

[choconat67]

PPG:Fallen Heroes Cap 5

Remember that this story is in Spanish, but you can activate Google Translate to read it in your language!!, a little Sketch by Susie, James and Matt.

Recuerden que esta historia esta en español, pero puedes activar el traductor de google para poder leerla en tu idioma!!, un pequeño Sketch de Susie, James y Matt.

[influenzalake]

Imagine: making friendship bracelets with PPG

Imagine: making friendship bracelets with PPG

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The city of Townsville, a kind place full of kind people and a kind family!

and look! There are the PowerPuff Girls! 

Settled outside in their front yard on a breezy spring day, 

Charms beads ribbons and strings 

Weaving braiding and crafting these things!

and look! there's Professor Utonium!

Tending to the flora, tending to the garden,

With glove hat and shears in hand 

Maintaining the grounds, oh my! What a man!

The girls are settled on a gingham blanket, their crafting supplies sprawled about.

"Crafting, Crafting, Crafting!", Bubbles sings with her coloring books and crayons nearby. 

Blossom has a focused stare, threading each bead with absolute precision. 

"Aw man! I can't get this stupid pattern right!", Buttercup huffs in frustration. 

As she stomps away from the blanket, a Townsville citizen passes by looking toward the failed effort. You know exactly what that is! 

"Hi! Are you trying a Chevron?", you ask.

"... Yeah.", Buttercup relents reluctantly. 

"I can help you if you'd like! I used to do these all the time."

"You know how to make friendship bracelets!!!", Bubbles cheers.

"Yep, I was a Girl Scout!"

"Would you like to join us?", Blossom invites.

"Sure! Thanks."

You find a spot on the blanket and start undoing Buttercup's bracelet. 

"... You start is like this."

"... then go over right here-"

"Then you tie it off and you're done!"

"Wow! Your bracelet is so pretty!", Bubbles says in awe.

"It's MINE- she made it for ME!", Buttercup clarifies. 

"Yours or Buttercup's , can you make me one?", Blossom requests. 

"Ooh! Me too! Me too!", Bubbles cries.

"Of course! May I use the charms?", you comply. 

You spend the entire afternoon making bracelets for the PowerPuff Girls, each customized and designed by the owner. Bubble's bracelet uses white, black, and blue. It has charms of dolphins, squirrels, flowers, and stars. Blossom's bracelet uses red, black, and pink. It has charms of beads, hearts, bows, and fruits. Buttercup's bracelet uses green, black, and white. It has charms of diamonds, crescent moons, and candies. 

As the sun sets, you finish the last touches and say your goodbyes. You spent the evening with the PowerPuff Girls! 

Any charms and ribbons left unused you asked to keep and when you get home you start on your own. Your own bracelet, your own memory of the moment spent with your city's heroines. 

[thewritingstar]

Yk if u r bored for the day or something it can never hurt to feed your followers some butchercup..💚💕

-UR ABSOLUTELY DUPER FAN FOR BUTCHERUO DTOEYS

Here’s a little something something. I wrote this while talking to a friend on insta about married greens. I hope you enjoy!!!

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Did it matter at the end of the day? She didn’t think it did. Commitment came in different forms. She had four kids and years of love and sacrifice behind them. What more could she want? What more could she ask for.

They were never conventual people. Always beating to their own drum. She never thought that she would have kids and he certainly didn’t either.

The tabloids weren’t any of her concern. It was one of the reasons they lived life so comfortably, they ignored it all these years. She spent her younger years building up the thick skin to never be wavered by it. They could write anything about her but she knew what was true and held onto that.

But it didn’t come from the tabloids. It came from a friend. Not a close one of course but for some reason it bugged her.

“But you’re not officially married.” She had said.

Buttercup didn’t even bat an eye. She didn’t need a ring to know that Butch was her soulmate. She had stretch marks and four kids to prove her dedication and love.

She already call him her husband, what good would a ring do? But it ate at her. Slowly that idea became like an infection spreading around her.

She never craved a fancy wedding and the stress. She didn’t want a big dress and hours of people staring at her. However, the thought of looking at her hand and seeing a gold band made her heart flutter.

She walked into the door that night and saw Butch holding their youngest daughter in his arms. She was two and sitting on his arm while he made her a warm bottle before bed. She was sure the twins were already asleep and her oldest daughter tended to fall asleep in their bed before forcing her dad to tucked her into her own.

She had seen the routine many times but right now, something shifted. The warm light of their kitchen was on him, illuminating him in such a light that soften his features. She knew she loved him.

But seeing him so soft, made her fall back in love with him every day.

The giddiness of their first kiss and excitement of their first confession replayed when he met her eyes and used his daughters hand to wave at her.

“Look who’s here stinkbug.” He said with the nickname that their daughter rightfully earned.

“Hi.” She whispered and kissed his jaw feeling that slight stubble peak through.

“Let me go put her down.” He said and left the room.

A glass of hot tea was waiting for her. How could a boy created from evil treat her so kindly? Tears rimmed her eyes as her finger traced the rim of the glass. How lucky could she be?

“Babe?” His voice came behind her. Concern filled his head as he wiped the tear down her cheek.

She looked up at him. Those dark green eyes captured her heart effortlessly. She had fought monsters, battled demons but she could never resist his eye. She was thankful that all of her children got his eyes because a piece of him was always there.

He wrapped an arm around her and her head went into his chest, absorbing the smell of his body wash. He was warm. He was soft. He was home.

“Is everything okay?” He asked her.

She nodded into his chest and took a breath. She looked up again at him with a smile. A smile that took his breath away even after all these years.

“Marry me?” She asked.

Oh and how his smile grew. He took her in his arms, spinning her up into the air. Good thing for vaulted ceilings. His lips pressed all over her face hundreds of times as if he won the lottery.

“When? Tomorrow? Tuesday? I’m sure we could get in tonight if-“ silenced by her lips just so that the kids wouldn’t come running.

She pulled away. “Anytime, just make me your wife.”

“Anything for you.” He smiled and kissed her again.

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Short and sweet, let me know what you thought :)

Thank you for reading <3

[quarantined-fics]

i couldn't help myself so here's The Princess and the Pirate playlist

adding more as i go because music is fuel

[bunnyypop]

My Ppg au explained <3

[insensitiveroses]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Powerpuff Girls (Cartoon 1998-2005) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Butch/Buttercup Utonium, Princess Morbucks/Blossom Utonium, Mike Believe/Bubbles Utonium Characters: Buttercup Utonium, Butch (The Powerpuff Girls), Blossom Utonium Additional Tags: Angst, Fluff and Angst, Drama, Romance, i suck at tagging fml Summary:

Buttercup and Butch reunite after twelve years. Everything seems to be going well. Until, Buttercup does the very thing she resented Butch for.

[gloamingbloom]

I finally posted my first fanfiction! For anyone in the Powerpuff Girls fandom I hope you enjoy this. Fair warning it’s not plotted out in super great detail, I know where I’m going but I figured I’d let myself figure some of the details out as I go along rather than worry too much so if it seems messy sorry about that.

[mr-3rr0r]

Hey if anyone has any Samurai Jack Ppg crossover fanfiction, send em to meh

[rozuizhere]

i don’t like blossick

that ship is overrated