#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]

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]

🤖

🤖 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]

i don’t like blossick

that ship is overrated

[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.

[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.

[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

[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. 

[mr-3rr0r]

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

[seconds-2-midnight]

Hazel and Yasmin from my in-progress Powerpuff Girls Mafia AU fic (it's as dumb as it sounds).

Yasmin Abajian:

She/her.

5'9".

Trans lesbian.

Runs a crystal/metaphysical shop and comes from a well-off Armenian family.

Comes across as rough and bitchy, but it's just because she's very protective and guarded.

High-strung mom friend.

Former friends-with-benefits with Hazel, but no romantic feelings. Has since returned to just being besties.

Meditates daily and runs a fitness instagram.

Can put Hazel on her shoulders, does it to annoy her.

App game addict.

Cannot keep a girlfriend for more than a month because she's either too aloof or too clingy, no in-between.

Would kick Ace's ass without hesitation.

Hates Snake not because of his own wrongdoings, but because he reminds her too much of other 'bad boys' Hazel's been hurt by.

Trying to get her best friend back on the straight and narrow.

Hazel Santos

She/her

4'11"

Works at Yasmin's shop as a fortune teller. Calls it 'spooky therapy'.

Uses braille tarot cards.

Believes in ghosts, tells everyone the shop is haunted.

Bisexual.

Born in Argentina, moved as a toddler.

Second-generation goth after her 80's trad goth mom

Keeps dating thugs and drug dealers much to Yasmin's disappointment.

Likes to give people a chance, but is naïve. Cannot say 'no' to anyone and is very desperate for approval.

Long line of abusive exes.

Roommates with Yasmin. Annoys her with loud post-punk music and tries to feed her spicy food.

Has non-24 and sleeps 'whenever'.

Hates being babied or excluded from going out with friends because of her disability. Tends to hang out with rough types because they don't treat her delicately.

Met Snake and the gang when she was 16. Has had a crush on him for almost 10 years but hasn't made a move because she thinks she'd be a burden.

Sweet, helpful 'therapist friend' but always avoids talking about her own problems.

[canarychrysanthemum]

It's been a while, but I have another chapter of the ficcy fic set in @stu-the-pink-fish 's adorbs au teehee