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whateverloomis · 7 months ago

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Lick me like a lollipop ✒︎ Billy Loomis x GN reader

Warnings: SMUT, Infidelity, Stu is annoying (lol), oral (male receiving), edging, size kink if you squint, unedited.

Note: Afab or amab people apply for this <33

Readers POV | Word count: 1.4k / Part 2

It was Tatum. She had gotten me addicted to freaking lollipops after I told her I have an oral fixation. Apparently she did too, and Stu was very happy about it, if you know what I mean.

It was Friday after last period, I was at my locker with Billy, Stu and Sid putting away my books -- with a lollipop in my mouth, of course -- before we all left to Stu's house to get ready for movie night. It was a routine at this point. Every Friday night after class we'd go to Stu's house to wait for Tatum to get out of practice and bring Randy over from work. He'd bring a scary movie to watch and criticize all night long until one of us got too tired to continue the pointless debate.

"Stu, we watched that one last Friday!" I said for the third time, patience long gone. That was the fourth week he suggested to watch Halloween.

"But it's Jamie Lee Curtis, man! She's hot as fuck! I bet Randy would be on my side here, you guys are no fun." Stu replied with a huff.

"Yeah, because he has a weird obsession with her too." I replied, rolling my eyes as I pulled the lollipop out of my mouth, it releasing a soft pop sound.

There was a brief pause, Stu smirked at my actions and shamelessly looked at my lips when I pulled the sugary bulb out of my mouth. Billy was staring too, but he was subtle. His eyes raked from my own, down to my lips, lingering a tad bit more than usual before he took a deep breath and glared at Stu. "Shut up about it will you? We're watching Psycho. It was decided last Friday, dumbass."

"Can we all leave this argument for tonight? It's too early for this." Sidney said, closing her locker before we walked out of college and made our way to Stu's house.

Once everyone arrived at Stu's house, we didn't take long to settle and start debating about the movie, because Stu couldn't keep his mouth shut. His argument was that Psycho wasn't even that good because you couldn't see the red color of the blood, therefore it wasn't scary. Randy and Tatum were practically arguing about the topic while Sidney laughed at their unnecessarily serious discussion.

"All I'm staying is; what makes a movie scary is the blood, man!" Stu commented.

"Stu, it's a classic black and white movie. Plus, horror isn't all about the blood and gore." Randy countered, and Tatum agreed. "See? That's what I've been telling you doofus!" She told Stu, and he laughed at her anger.

I decided to pitch in and attempted to cut the conversation to continue watching the movie. "Guys, it's not that serious. Stu is clearly too basic with horror movies-" - "Am not! I bet you haven't watched nearly as many horror movies as me and Billy!" Stu cut me off, and I pointed at him with my third lollipop of the day. "Not fair! Two people versus one person's movie knowledge? That's not how it works, Stu." I countered and Billy placed his beer bottle on the glass table loud enough that it caught everyone's attention.

"You guys are being idiots and I need a refill." The boy said, and I quickly stood up from the couch as I put the lollipop in my mouth, following Billy to the garage.

When we arrived at the door, Billy opened it before me so I could climb down the stairs first. I pulled the lollipop out of my mouth before sending him a small smile of appreciation. His eyes scanned my lips before he caught my gaze and smirked at me. As I climbed down the stairs I could feel his eyes on my back so I purposefully walked a bit slower, adding a bit of swing to my hips.

When I opened the fridge and bent down to look for the beers, I felt one of Billy's large hands on my lower back. "Need help carrying those?" He questioned, following my gaze as I stood up to face him. Placing some beer bottles on the table next to the fridge, I took the lollipop out of my mouth again to answer "yes." He visibly tensed up at my actions.

"You really need to stop doing that." Billy said, voice lower than usual. I looked at him questioningly, and before I could pull the pop out of my mouth again, he did it for me, putting it in his mouth before pulling it out a second later. "This." He said.

I raised an eyebrow and smirked, took the lollipop out of his hand and repeated his actions before I discarded the candy in the trash next to the fridge. "Can't handle your urges, Loomis?" I asked teasingly and he took a step forward, towering over me. A tense silence washed over both of us before he closed the gap and kissed me softly, placing his hand on my hip as he pressed me against him.

"Billy, Sidney is upstairs. We agreed not to risk it like this..." I said, reminding him that our ongoing affair could've cost us a lot.

"I don't care... You've been driving me crazy all day sucking on that lollipop." He replied and kissed me again. This time more desperate and needy. It didn't take long for us to start playing with each others tongues, tasting the sweetness off the candy we had been savoring earlier.

I pulled Billy's hair softly with my left hand and grabbed his shirt with the right, pulling him impossibly close to me. We continued making out hungrily and then he broke the kiss. I leaned on the edge of the table and he pulled me towards him, parting my thighs with his leg so I could rub myself against him.

As I continued kissing Billy, he moved my head towards his neck and I knew what he wanted instantly, so that's what I did. I kissed his neck and made my way down his body, kneeling down in front of him. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans for me before pulling his throbbing cock out. I opened my mouth for him. Billy smirked at me and tapped the head of his cock against my tongue a few times before sliding half of his length in. I started bobbing my head up and down slowly, moaning softly around his length while looking up at him with the most innocent look I could give him. That drove him crazy, so Billy grabbed the back of my head and started to thrust into my mouth, slowly picking up the pace.

We moved together in unison, never breaking eye contact. I moaned and whined around him while sucking, pushing him closer to his orgasm. As I felt him getting close, I slowed down my movements, edging him. Billy loved it. He hissed at the sudden change of speed and bucked his hips so his cock penetrated deeper inside my mouth. I pushed his length all the way inside and then pulled my head away, opening my mouth with my tongue sticking out. I licked the tip of his cock as if I were licking a lollipop, then I sucked, and licked, and sucked, and licked, and;

"Fuck, baby... Open up." Billy said and I did as I was told, sucking a few more times before opening my mouth for him, tongue sticking out for him to cum inside me. I chuckled at his attempt to keep quiet while the orgasm washed over his body. I swallowed his load in front of him, licking my lips and biting them afterwards.

"Oooh fuck..." Billy moaned. The sensation of his most sensitive spot being overstimulated was enough to get him close again. I noticed the tension building and giggled at the neediness he was displaying. Taking him all the way inside my mouth, I continued bobbing my head like I was before and looked up at him once more observing how he panted and threw his head back in pleasure.

Standing up in front of him, he kissed me and tasted himself on my lips. "You're so good at giving head, my God." He said and chuckled, before zipping his pants up along with his belt and fixing his hair.

"I know." I said, smirking at him before pulling another lollipop from my pocket and putting it in my mouth.

"Leave your window open tonight, we're not done here." He said and kissed me one final time before picking up the beers from the table and joining the group as if he hadn't gotten the soul sucked out of him a few minutes prior.

#ghostface x reader #billy loomis x reader #billy loomis smut #ghostfacesmut #ghostface smut #scream (1996)#billy loomis x you #stu macher #stu macher smut #stu macher x reader #stu macher x billy loomis #stu macher x you

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ghastlyfilters · 7 months ago

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could i have some stu x fem!reader going camping hcs? like it’s him, reader, the rest of the group just going camping and having a good time :))

𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬!! :>

pairing: implied stu macher x fem!reader

a/n: I LITERALLY LOVE YOU FOR REQUESTING THIS OHFOHDEGKIGTPJUPKHOJDTGQRHOYYU

i cannot express how much i fucking think about this group. there will be plenty of the ‘gang’ content coming soon!! picturing them doing the stupidest shit together is just, AH.

anyways anon, thank you for your request that made me so ridiculously happy lol (ENJOY!!)

UPDATE: YO. THIS HAS BEEN IN MY DRAFTS FOR ABOUT A YEAR AND ITS SLIGHTLY UNFINISHED BUT I’LL JUST GIVE IT TO Y’ALL ANYWAY

warnings: harsh language, randy thinking he’s literally gordon ramsey

• Boy oh boy, summertime had finally came around once again. Giving you all a pretty good idea of what was coming soon..

CAMPING!

• Okay, okay.. this hadn’t originally been apart any of your guys’ plans, but all of your parents were stubborn and wanted you to spend more time together.

• And apparently camping was just the right way to do so? Whatever. It’s not like any of you were ever going to win if you tried to protest on going each year. You lot VS a ton of parents? Fuck. It would never work.

• The agreed arrangement had been Stu, Billy, Randy, Sidney, Tatum and yourself to all go camping for atleast one week during summer break.

• Of course Billy was always the one trying to creep his way out of this shitty plan. It had been going on for so many years that the rest of y’all stopped trying at this point. But Billy? Oh, he was pretty damn adamant on faking whatever dumbass illness he could think of.

• You all made bets on who he would call that year, trying to convince that person on how very ‘poorly’ he was doing.

“I can’t go. I have a cold.”

“It’s July..”

“I HAVE A COLD.”

• His dad ended up dragging him out of the house and right into the van Stu’s parents bought him specifically for this occasion.

• After checking you guys had everything packed and ready to go, you were off into the hills!

• It was an interesting road trip to say the least, hours of Randy complaining he had to take a piss, plus Billy whining about how he didn’t wanna be here.. yeah.. an ideal three hours, huh? Jesus.

• The minute you guys arrive, Randy instantly runs over to a tree a little further away from you guys and pulls down his pants, urinating onto the land.

• Tatum always tends to start an argument and tells him how fucking disgusting he is, but he insists that she shuts her mouth and waits until it’s HER turn to be forced to have her bodily functions take over.

“Yeah, yeah, it’s all fun and games until you have to take a dump in the bushes!!”

“AS IF!” Tatum squealed.

“Cut the bullshit, Alicia. You know it’s gonna happen sooner or later.” Billy chimed in.

• You insist on everyone taking a little walk through the woods, just to get familiar with the area once again.

• The rest of the gang agree and head on out with you, embracing the peaceful surrounding.

• You, Billy and Stu slowly walk side by side as the other three are already way ahead of you, arguing over the dumbest shit once again.

• Randy and Tatum always argued non fucking stop everytime you all went camping. Sidney would just awkwardly tag along, trying to change the subject to literally anything else..

• The three ask for permission to go back to camp, seeing as Tatum had made the poor choice of wearing her cute little white boots, though unfortunately they had heels.

• This just meant more peace and quiet for yourself, Billy and Stu. You’d see your other friends later, of course. But a tad bit of extra time with your boyfriend and another one of your closest friends wasn’t going to hurt.

• You guys returned for sun down, as spending all night in the goddamn woods of all places would be rather idiotic of you.

• Each and every one of your stomach’s began to growl, so Stu finally decided to whip out the grill!

• He had packed some hotdogs and burgers, ready to be cooked as soon as possible. Randy also brought along some snacks of course because you know, it’s Randy lmao.

• Another argument breaks out, but this time it’s between both Randy and Stu. Supposedly, Stu was in charge of bringing topping and sauces for the hotdogs. (Of course he had to forget it..)

“Aw, fuck this!” Randy said with a mouthful of food, throwing the remaining piece of his hotdog at a nearby tree.

“NOOOO!” Stu yelped. “What the fuck, man! You ruined a perfectly good hotdog!!”

Randy scoffed. “STU.. MY MOUTH FEELS DRIER THAN A DEAD WOMAN’S VAGINA.. THIS IS SO PLAIN. YOU DIDN’T EVEN BRING PICKLES DUDE..”

…

“Sorry but who the fuck puts pickles on a hotdog?”

“WHERE’S THE FLAVOUR IN THIS PIECE OF SHIT? IT’S BLAND. PAINFULLY BLAND.”

You pinched the bridge of your nose, seemed like Randy was having his Gordon Ramsey moment.

• After drunk Randy’s constant complaining and Stu almost losing it over the fact you guys decided you’d make s’mores tomorrow instead of the present night, it didn’t take long until everyone decided to crash for the night. You all had proper tents built up, despite what y’all went through to get them that way..

“No, no, you’re gonna do it wrong. You see, you gotta make sure you’ve put the peg in the right place first.” Billy reminded Stu, trying his hardest to set up their tent. He knew his sleep was going to benefit from this of course, so that was the only reason why he began caring at this point.

“I got it!” Stu smiled, attempting to smack the peg with his mini hammer.

“THAT WAS MY FINGER YOU FU-”

Billy was sure he’d be sweating bullets for days after fully setting up the camp for everyone. He truly didn’t think it would be so hard, but much to his dismay, he was proven wrong.

• Randy and Tatum flat out refused to share a tent together, so they gave Billy the hassle of making two separate tents instead. Whereas Billy and Stu had agreed on sleeping in a tent together, whilst you and Sidney were more than happy to do the exact same thing.

• The tents were rather thin, causing everyone else to hear what was going on inside each tent. Including Randy letting out the odd bit of gas here and there or him sleep talking about ‘Prom Night’ with Jamie Lee Curtis.

• As the sunlight crept its way into everyone’s tents, you all began to stir and awaken. Morning was here. And you were all going to have to get up and start the day.

• Today was rock climbing! Something that had split opinions from the majority of you. Those like yourself, Stu and Tatum found it fun, but others such as Billy, Sidney and Randy weren’t too keen on it.

“You’re all such pussies, man. It’s safe. I don’t know why the three of you complain about it every damn year.” Stu remarked, his attention on your other three friends who really couldn’t be bothered to participate in such an activity right now.

“Please. You only like it because you’re tall and fast enough to catch yourself before you fall.” Billy snorted.

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yeollie-plz · 1 year ago

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Hi! I really love you're writing style, it's so good. Do you think you could do a fic with Matthew Lillard (or if it's easier stu from scream)? It can be about anything! It's just hard to find any good fics about the man haha

We Can't Just Be Friends

Ex! Stu Macher x GN! Reader

Synopsis: You and Stu broke up, but he wants to still be friends.

Genre: angst

Warnings: Stu and Randy being dumbasses, mentions of cheating, tbh I don't think there is anything else to warn about

Gif credits to owners!

You last person you wanted to see today was your ex, Stu. The man was insufferable. Actually he didn't even deserve that. The boy was insufferable.

Already having a rough day, the sound of Stu's laugh from across the store sent a shiver down your spine. You had half the mind to just leave the store quickly, but you had a cart full of groceries. Rolling your eyes, you decided to continue shopping, hoping that Stu wouldn't see you.

You were on the very last aisle when you heard your name being called behind you. You froze, you would know that voice anywhere.

"Stu." You said as you turned to face him. You saw him with his friend Randy. Great two idiots in one go!

"Long time no see, Y/N, how you been, baby?" Stu asked, leaning onto Randy, almost knocking him over.

You cringed at the pet name, "I was fine." Anger dripped from your voice.

"Oh come on! You can't still be mad about the break up." Stu laughed. He was always so unserious. You weren't sure what you had ever saw in him.

"It was only two weeks ago, so yeah I'm still a little mad." You desperately wanted this conversation to end.

"I wouldn't have broken up with you if I knew you were gonna hold such a grudge." Another laugh, this time he nudged Randy's side in an attempt for him to laugh along.

"You broke up with me?" Your jaw dropped open. "I caught you with another girl, I ended it!" Okay, now you really were angry.

Stu scoffs, "I was just flirting with her so she would do my homework, I told you that. It wasn't a big deal."

"Yeah, whatever. I'm sure you're already with someone new anyways." Come on, Y/N think of an excuse to leave.

"He is!" Randy now finally inserts himself into the conversation. Both of your heads snapping to him at the words.

"Dude", is all Stu says as he pushes Randy.

"Right, so is there going to be a point to this conversation or can I leave? Not that this hasn't been exhilarating!" You start to walk away when neither of them respond.

You are about to turn the corner when Stu calls your name again. You audibly groan as he jogs to catch up with you. He places his hand on your shoulder, lightly turning you to face him.

"Baby, please can't-"

You cut him off, "Baby?" He's has to take that word out of his vocabulary.

"Y/N," he corrects himself, "I'm sorry, okay? You know how I am when other people are around. Please can't we just be friends?"

You almost laugh. Be friends? He wants to apologize now, he should've done that two weeks ago.

"We can't just 'be friends', Stu. You have no respect for me, you have no respect for yourself. If you really were sorry, you would make the effort to be."

"Y/N, I never meant to hurt you, really!" He tries to plead anyway he can, but you are done with the conversation.

You turn around once again, putting distance between the two of you. Hoping he doesn't follow you again.

He doesn't.

A/N: Ok! Ok! Short and sweet. I really didn't have any ideas for this but wanted to get this request done because I loved the chance to write for Matthew/ Stu. To the anon who sent this request, I hope you enjoy this. If you don't and want to see something different, please send me another request! I am more than down to write for him again!

#fanfiction #fanfic #matthew lillard #matthew lillard fic #matthew lillard fanfic #stu macher #stu macher fic #stu macher fanfiction #stu macher x reader #matthew lillard x reader #scream #scream fanfiction #scream fic

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willowisapillow · 8 months ago

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🐉 Next Time On South Park Z 🐉

The couple of all time 💝

Here it is, the true (super belated) Valentine’s Day picture. Yet another cringe crossover absolutely nobody asked for yet I deliver because I can. Apologies if I’ve been posting way too much South Park stuff, it’s yet another franchise that I’m currently unhealthily hyper-fixated on. Enjoy some more Randy and Sharon appreciation art from me, because these two dorks are just everything to me <3

This was also made as a small tribute to Akira Toriyama, the creator of Dragon Ball after I found out that he passed away earlier this month on March 1st. Even though I’m a casual fan of the series, still makes me sad that he’s no longer and that we lost another anime/manga legend.

This whole art became a thing based on a phone call between me and one of my older brothers. We were just talking about random dumb stuff and he jokingly asked me to draw Cartman as Naruto and Kyle as Saskue (which is an art project that y’all know damn well I’ll be drawing in the future so look out for that lmao). I just started laughing to myself, but then I thought to myself, “What other anime could I cross over with South Park?” then Dragon Ball popped up in my head all of a sudden, and that’s how this cringefest came to be.

I can kinda see some connections with it, tbh. Both Goku and Randy are dumbass but funny as hell dads (they also have black hair), and both Chichi and Sharon are no-nonsense moms who are often exasperated by their hubbies’ idiotic actions, but do love them deep down and have shared some wholesome cute moments together with them. Both series also feature a lot of fighting and deaths too lol

And since it is the year of the dragon, this pic is pretty fitting :>

I thought I would take forever with this picture because a. I’m total garbage at drawing realistic-ish, non-animal guy characters, and b. I don’t draw side-view faces that much, but surprisingly it wasn’t too hard. I did get kinda lazy with the lower half of Randy’s body and didn’t draw it, but besides that, the whole art was pretty easy. Minus drawing the hands. Because Jesus tap dancing Christ, the hands took me lightyears to get right 🙃

All in all, this might be one of my favorite 2024 pieces of art I’ve drawn so far. Again, these two are special to me, and I finally got the chance to cross over some of my favorite things, cartoons and anime. Maybe I might draw Stan and Wendy as Gohan and Videl in the future as a little follow-up ^^

Also, the mental image of Randy going Super Saiyan is just the funniest shit to me, istg someone needs to make fanart, an animation, or some other sort of meme of that 💀

That’s all that I have for now. Hope you guys have a great day or night, and make sure to stay safe out there.

Farewell, Toriyama. May your memory and legacy live on 😇

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yourleastfavoriteguyinthechairr · 1 year ago

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guess who watched the from s2 finale? me, and i’ve got some shit to say (spoilers ahead))

reactions:

(warning: spoilers + cursing + super long post (summary at the bottom))

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-alright let’s go, boyd wyd just standing there

-why are you looking for randall’s body- like- what’s the point in that

-jUMPSCaRE oh sHIT HES ALIVE

-oh fUCk julie’s screaming now

-oh shit it’s gonna be marielle next

-SHIT I WAS RIGHT

-boyd why are you back in that place

-oh fuck she hearing the music??? oh shit is something bad abt to happen??

-screaming?? OH JULIE AND RANDALL AND MARIELLE

-yo her nose gon bleed??

-WHATS HURTING THEM SARA WE MUST KNOW

-language kenny

-NEEDS THEM FOR WHaaT

-oh fuck boyd brought it that’s not good for his conscience

-too late for whAt??

-tabitha. tabby. the tower is nOt the answer. don’t please don’t

-reggie that smile fake af you better not do something dumb

-FUCK YEA MARRIGE

-jade what are you doin- *gets jumpscared by jade smashing the glass* oh ok

-oh it’s the bartender dude

-jade having the same shit as boyd w/ khatri?? (rip my dude)

-interesting method

-nO NOT THE TUNNELS

-awh no don’t be upset boyd :(

-reggie. oh shit. this can’t go well

-fUCKING SHIT YOU JUST WH-- REGGIE YOU ARENT RANDALL

-oh fuck who’s he gonna shoot

-jade you brave dumbass

-alright who else thinks that string gonna get cut or some shit

-oh fuck don’t lose your flashlight

-NOT THE FUCKING DOLL AGAIN

-boyd i understand your pain but i don’t think cursing out god is gonna help

-donna oh my gOD what an icebreaker

-awh no poor kristi :(

-boyd!!! it’s marrige!! don’t miss the marrige!!

-oh fuck jade

-what the fuck those kids saying anyway?? ahncewy?? encehwy??

-oh yay it’s another vision

-yo vic them trees move again??? oh hey clinking--

-OH MY GOD VICTOR GIVING TABBY THE SNACKS I CaNT

-THIS SWEET TRAUMATIZED OLD MAN LOOK AT HIM OH MY GOD HE DESERVES SO MUCH BETTER

-aaand now he’s alone

-*gasp* YAY MARRIAGE

-oh my god ellis you’re so fucking adorable

-a literal golden retriever

-boyd istg if you don’t show up to your sons wedding imma hurt you

-YAYY HES HERE

-AWWW HES GONNA WALK HER LOOK AT THIS IM GOING TO DIE

-*is just dying of fluff overload the entire time*

-uhhh boyd you good

-oh fuck

-REGGIE DONT YOU DaRE

-FUCK

-oh he’s dead. go boyd

-BOYD YOU FUCKING IDIOT YOU GOT SHOT AND YOU STILL GOIN THERE??? BOYD. BOYD YOU NEED MEDICAL ATTENTION BOYD-

-oh fuck we back here

-yo that old man still there??

-OH SHIT ITS JULIE AND MARIELLE AN RANDALL

-wait hol up- does that mean the same thing happening to jul/elle/randy happened to the old man???

-SMASH THE MUSIC BOX S M A S H I T

-FUCK ITS YOUR DEAD WIFE

-fuck don’t listen to her

-FUCK she makes a good point

-FUCK SHE COULD BE LYING

-GOOD ON YOU BOYD SMASH THE FUCKING BOX

-THEY LIVE THANK THE FUCKING GODS

-oh wait oh shit what abt tabby don’t you dARE HURT HER-

-nah man am i the only one concerned abt randall being left alone shit didn’t go well last time

-p l e a s e jim where is your wife

-the buzzing oh shit i knew something was off

-…quiet before the storm???

-TABBY FINALLY

-my fibromyalgia could not handle those stairs mmMm

-those damn children’s voices

-how that shit even turning smh

-oh we going up

-those windows don’t look safe tabby

-what a beautiful view

-OH THERES A KID

-biw (boy-in-white) wdym- oh don’t you dare- OH FUCK TABBY OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK

-DONT YOU DARE END THERE

-oh my god she’s in a hospital room

-wait what

-oh fuck don’t tell me she was in a coma and it was all her imagination

-wait no that wouldn’t track

-wait

-oh fuck

-don’t tell me it kicked her out and left her family in there

-don’t do this to me or her

-OH FUCK OH SHIT

-OH MY GOD

-*incoherent sobbing*

as a summarization: what the fuck

#from #from 2022 #from 2023 #from series #from epix #from tv show #from mgm+

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1moreoffkeyanthem · 9 months ago

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ryry will you tell us about the ojv sp parents! or their relationships with the sp boys? like stan ft shelley ( love stan and shell) sharon and rancid ( ik u touched on that one but im nosy ) or like kyle ft. the broflovskis? those dynamics? or how the broflovskis feel abt stan and stan’s parents abt kyle, vice versa? ill also accept star seven fam situations anythin u want go crazy go stupid

( also i love u mwahmwahmwahmwahmwaaaah )

Oh I ABSOLUTELY WILL!!! And I will get WAY too into it!!! Gonna be sticking with the Marshes and Broflovskis this ask, but I’ll get to the rest of the ojv star seven sometime! (This bouta be convoluted tbh)

So starting with my darling Stanathan, Sharon and Randy Jackass Marsh divorced for good when our boy was 12. At this point the only thing Shelley and Stan agreed on was that their parents should NOT be together and when shit was finalized they were both like FUCK YEAH MOM TAKE US OFF THIS FARM!!! And Sharon moved them back into their old house. Randy’s pretty much all over the place and not NEARLY the dad he thinks he is, but the kids still have to spend weekends at the farm a few times a month.

And like a lot of little kids, especially little boys, Stan REALLY looked up to his dad when he was younger. Like that’s his dad, the “cool” parent. But about the time Stan turned 10 and his mental health went through a really bad spot, he started to see the world a LOT less idealistically and ESPECIALLY started seeing the nuance of the people in his life. A lot of people are selfish. And his father is a prime example of that.

That’s not to say OrangeJuiceVerse Randy is truly insidious. He’s not. He just genuinely doesn’t think about anything that doesn’t directly affect him, or acknowledge that his actions can hurt other people. He’s selfish. And a lot of the reason Shelley and Stan had a rocky relationship when they’re young is because she’s four years older than her brother, and she sees their dad for all his bullshit long before Stan does, and a 14 year old Shelley is honestly jealous of that innocence. That, and the general teenage angst, but once they’re on the same page, it’s very “Annoyed Siblings vs Parents Who Need To Get Their Shit Together”. Like Sharon and Randy will be fighting again and they just share that Sibling Look lmao.

That brings me to my queen Sharon. That woman’s highest priority is her kids, always, which is a lot of the reason she gets so exasperated with Randy. Like during Stan’s stint as the poster child football star of South Park, well after the divorce, she is calling him up like “REALLY RANDY?!? You’ll use our boy to promote your weed business but can’t be bothered to come to a single game?!?” She and Sheila have also been essentially second mothers to their sons sbfs forever, and the families have been fused for style’s entire lives.

Also, Stan is a total mamas boy. Both his own and Kyle’s. He has been known to call his mother ‘dude’ because he calls everyone that and he’s very “yes ma’am” with Sheila most of the time but they’re so close that once he called HER dude and she wasn’t even phased she just likes that Stan likes her enough to feel comfortable like that lmfao. He and Sheila tag team being overly concerned about Kyle and they totally gang up on him when he’s not taking care of himself.

With Stan and Gerald, it’s a really casual thing. Like they’re mostly chill towards each other. Unless Gerald is around Randy, in which case Gerald’s dumbass tendencies come out full force, because Gerald’s kind of an idiot but he’s pretty harmless other than some minor cyber bullying and Randy Shenanigans.

So Ike. Ike and Stan have SO much fun together, especially as they get older, like they’re playing video games together, especially the puzzle games that frustrate Kyle, and when Ike’s in high school he goes to Stan for advice on things he’s too embarrassed to ask his brother about (Stan is not the person to ask for advice) and it’s so funny bc like they’re adults and Kyle will wake up at 3am for water and Stan’s in the office on the GTA RP with Ike and they’re trying to get kicked out of servers by pissing off the mods

Kyle time bois!!! As much as he tries to deny it, he is a LOT like his mother. He can be stubborn and reactive, sometimes preachy, but they’re like that because they just care so damn much about everything and everyone. If there’s an injustice to be found, they’re fighting it. And they’re both incredibly nurturing and passionate about loved ones. But because they’re so much alike, they tend to argue. At the end of the day, though, Kyle loves his mom and she loves him.

His relationship with his father was a little strained in high school. Gerald’s well meaning encouragement to push Kyle to succeed came off as IMPOSSIBLE expectations and the pressure Ky felt was on him was enormous, because Gerald really sucks at communication in a sensitive way. He actually felt a lot of guilt, for a long time, about unintentionally stressing his son out to the point that it got to. Kyle didn’t blame him really, mostly himself for getting so carried away, but he did have to learn to take everything Gerald says with a grain of salt.

Kyle and Ike ayyyyyy! Dude even if Kyle kind of terrorized Ike when he was like 8 because he thought that’s what big brothers were supposed to do, he grows into the best big brother and it’s HILARIOUS when Ike’s in middle school and Kyle’s trying WAY too hard to be cool and friends with him and Ike CONSISTENTLY reads him for absolute filth, makes fun of him for everything he can, and rips on him. He has totally told him that he likes Stan better and Kyle was like “yeah, well so do I!” “no shit, homo!” It’s all in good fun, they really love each other a lot, and if anyone fucks with Ike? They are getting the Kyle Rage Volcano.

Shelleys always been kinda indifferent towards all Stan’s friends unless they’re bothering her, but when Kyle and Stan got together, she gave him the ‘take care of my baby brother’ speech. Over the years they come to know each other pretty well, are even friends, maybe not as close as Stan and Ike, but still.

Kyle and Sharon are lowkey BESTIES dude Kyle is Team Sharon from day one. He adores his mother in law, sits with her at football games, loves gushing over Stan with her, just really enjoys her company. As a kid it’s because her more quiet nature is a break from his own mom, but as he gets older, he is the CAPTAIN of Sharon Defense Squad, because

Kyle does not like Randy. And OrangeJuiceVerse Kyle is someone who truly wants to see the good in everyone, give everyone the benefit of the doubt. Not Randy. Like he was 7 years old witnessing Randy Bullshit and he was like “dude your dads a jackass” and Stan was all “he’s okay” but over the years that exasperation with his best friend’s dad turned into an actual grudge, because how could this deranged man not see the emotional toll he was taking on his own son? Why didn’t he care about Stan? Didn’t he give a shit that he was hurting Kyle’s favorite person in the entire world? And Kyle does NOT try to hide the fact that he hates Randy, out here glaring at him, telling him off when he does something stupid (and it’s scary tbh, like OJV Kyle isn’t very intimidating until he’s mad, then he’s snapping like an angry fox) like bruh Kyle was SCREAMING at Randy kicking him out of the wedding for bringing alcohol to his SOBER SON like an uncaring dick, meanwhile Stan was more upset that his dad bothered a beehive lmfao. Kyle ‘Speak No Evil Take No Shit’ Broflovski, everyone. Randy’s a little scared of him.

That’s what I got, my dearest, THANK YOU FOR ASKING I LOVE THINKING ABT OJV!!!

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winderlylandchime · 10 months ago

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Also my brother read your answers to his questions so I’m sending you his response and at this point I am putting in an application to be a stenographer since he uses me as one.

-You’re like a Tattoo and the clothes sharing fics are also my favorites. Well this new one might actually be my favorite and then these two as well. But that’s because older Brian? Sick. Nonbinary Gus? Fucking awesome. Older Justin? Love it.

-I fucking loved the first chapter too! Tell her that it was so cool to see Brian as a dad to an older Gus. All affectionate and cute and shit. But i also liked it cause you get the vibe from it that you can tell that Gus helped make Brian even better than he was. It makes sense in my head but i fucked with that big time. Wait hold up. So she basically sent a voice memo like me to someone about their awesome idea? I do that too! But that’s actually really fucking cool. Every time someone talks about when they got their cool idea’s it’s either shower, driving or while sleeping.

-Tell her thank you for the new song suggestions. I fucking love these two songs. (He immediately added them on his playlist) that second song really is a Brian song! Maybe I’ll have to make some exceptions for my Bri Bri playlist because this one should be on it.

-he also saw that the fics he was readin were written by the same person/your friend and he looked at me and went ‘same fucking person?! Tell them they fucking rock! That last fic they just finished had me giggling like a fucking dumbass! I was laying on the bed, kicking my feet like an idiot when I saw a new update came through’

And he was checking your blog and saw your WIP asks and he absolutely lost his shit. I didn’t even know about this so he for once showed me something. And yes, he felt superior. So this next part is about that:

-A DRAG QUEEN FIC?! JUSTIN AS A DRAG QUEEN?! Ooohhh shit, (our uncles name) would fucking love that! (For context: our uncle is a retired drag queen who met his hubby and then his hubby would help make him dresses.) I need her to write that whenever the fuck she can.

-wait fuck, i vibe with the teacher student idea. But like maybe a tutor Brian who used to teach at the college that Justin is at now instead or something like that. I mean Brian was obsessed with Justin having a good education and studying. HE EVEN HELPED HIM STUDY! I support this idea 1000% and about 900% of the reason is because Brian pushing for Justin’s education was hot. I believe in her to figure it out and make it good if she does it.

-if she does a prom fic from Brian’s point of view, i might have to call off work like I did for Iron Man. That shit would fucking hurt like a motherfucker.

So that was all he had to say. Because after that he just walked away while saying to himself ‘prom episode from Brian’s point of view..fuck man, I might not be strong enough for that’

Hey brother anon! You know you can make your own tumblr account (they’re free!) and contact me yourself. Your poor sister isn’t your secretary. <3

- I’m glad you like the older versions! Brian will always be beautiful but he won’t always be young.

- It wasn’t a voice memo, it was voice to text into my docs which was… wild. First off. Why is the default spelling Bryan? And secondly all the um and ahs get picked up. Finally, the spelling of Kinnetik was a mess. I should have used a voice memo. That would have been easier.

- The second song was on a mix my now partner made for me when we were in our “do you like me like I like you” era. Literally every song on that mix was that obvious. They were also in their “I aim to be like Brian Kinney” era too. Because they had loved before and gotten their heart broken. So the song makes me think of both Brian and when they were all “no apologies, no regrets, monogamy is for breeders, never going to get married.”

- I’m glad you liked the WIP ideas! The drag queen idea came to me while I was listening to Randy’s podcast and learned he’s a drag race fan. As a drag race fan myself I couldn’t sleep on that knowledge. But this was when I was writing Tattoo. And then Fireflies seemed like an easier fic to write. Because Justin is going to go on all stars in the fic and you know I need to get those details right. All the challenges, the queens who will be there. It’s kind of going to be a crossover fic so that feels like a monumental undertaking. But I think I want to do it!

- the student teacher fic idea did come from conversations in fandom here on tumblr about yes the importance Brian places on education including and especially Justin’s. Education (imo) is where Brian and Michael’s paths really diverged and you can see how Brian going to college (maybe grad school too) changed his life from growing up working class to being the guy who has money and nice things and importantly freedom. We can dive into Jack asking Brian for handouts another time.

- so it’s not the prom from Brian’s pov, but 220. The last episode of season 2… when Justin chooses Ethan. You still might need to take the day off.

- don’t give me ideas like prom from Brian’s pov. That awakens something in me. Also an excuse to rewatch prom.

Brother anon, I have two assignments for you:

1. Start an ao3 account. I have an invite if you need one. There are so many fics out there for every fandom. Including ofc qaf.

2. Start a tumblr account. You’re going home and you can’t rely on your sister to keep us updated. There are some pretty gifs here for you to reblog and scream your opinions in the tags. I think people even like iron man here too.

#ask winderlylandchime #dear sweet anon #queer as folk #a straight man watches qaf us 2000 in the year of our lord 2023 #2024 edition

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lovelystoriesaj · 3 months ago

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CHAPTER 3.

word count: 1581

tw: 2 slurs

i lean against my locker, a green apple sucker hanging from my lips while i go through my books.

"hey blondie." stu taps the top of my head before going back over to tatum.

"hi dingus." i wiggle my fingers in a wave without looking up.

"i shouldn't be here." sidney slams her locker shut beside me, making my ears ring.

"i want you to meet us here right after class, ok?" tatum says, taking the cherry sucker she took from me out of her mouth.

"alright. hey i haven't seen billy around, is he really pissed?"

"what, after you branded him the candy man?" stu digs around in tatum locker, picking up a mirror.

"no, his hearts broken." i say, slamming my locker shut, just like sidney did before. i feel a hand hit the back of my head.

"ow!" stu and i groan.

i turn around facing the sound of screaming coming down the hall. people running toward us in the same outfit we use get up in sidney's face before running down the stairs. she obviously looks tense, considering my dumbass brother attacked her last night.

"why are they doing this?"

"are you kidding me? look at this place, it's like christmas!" stu exclaims. i shoot him a look that had 'shut up idiot' written all over it.

"stupidity leak!" tatum hit him in the face with her sucker.

"ow! easy!"

"way to go dingus." i mumble as sidney walks off. "i'm gonna go find randy. peace out girl scout."

i walk away from the two, trying to find my boyfriend. after turning around to walk in the opposite direction, i notice my brother and sidney talking by the stairs. sidney runs off down the hallway. i walk up to billy with a smile.

"way to go b, way to go." patting his shoulder before walking to class.

my head leaned against my desk as the teacher drained on and on.

"attention all students, due to the recent events that have occurred, affective immediately, all classes are suspended. the woodsboro police department has issued a citywide curfew beginning at nine o'clock tonight."

excited howls run through the halls as people run out the front door of the school.

"thank God for sidney prescott!" i yell while i walk out the door.

i run to meet up with tatum and sidney.

"hello my beautiful best friends, today is an absolutely divine day, besides the, retarted dinguses in ghost face masks running down the hall." i sling my arms over their shoulders.

"kizzo-kaskizzo is is-out! i don't know what you did sidney, but on behalf of the entire student body, we all say thank you!" stu laughs, pulling me from between the two girls.

"drop it stu." tatum mumbles.

"yo, know what i say-" he runs over and flings tatum over his shoulder, "impromptu party tonight, my house. celebrate this little siesta. what do you say?"

"are you serious?"

"that said, tatum, this little vixen dosent invite the entire world we'll be fine. intimate gathering, intimate friends."

"i'm down." jumping on stu's back after he sets tatum down.

"what do you say, sid? i mean, pathos could have it's perks." tatum says.

"totally protected. yo, i am so buff. i got you covered girl!" stu drops his voice, making me laugh.

"yeah, right." i pat the top of his head, hopping off his back.

"come on sid. for me and maddie? it could be fun."

"ok, whatever."

"yeah? nice. cool, you guys bring food, all right?" i realize i have been walking in the wrong direction and turn around to walk toward my car.

"wanna go pick up some videos? randy can give 'em to me for free." i smile, twirling my keys around on my finger.

"after you do your thing. i'll sit in the car." he throws me my backpack from the backseat.

"why thank you, kind sir." i walk into the school, doing my business before walking back out. "can you do my a favor and go string himbry up? i'm too short."

"sure, he out by the field?"

"mhm. took forever to get him out there though. that man is heavy as hell." i laugh, tossing stu a rope.

"ok, be back in a jiff."

after he comes back, i toss him a towel to wipe off his hands before i drive off to the video store.

i walk in, quickly finding randy in the crowd. i walk over and wrap my arms around his neck.

"hi babe." i say in his ear, he turns around with a smile.

"hey mads! what are you doing here?" he shifts the tapes that were in his hand to the other.

"looking for videos of couse! and to see you. stu is throwing a party tonight and we obviously need movies."

"oh!" stu yells from behind me, knocking the tapes out of randy's hand.

"dork."

"you don't have to be a dickface, stu." i bend down and help him pick up the tapes.

"jesus, this place is packed tonight." stu looks around at the large crowd in the horror section.

"we had a run in the mass murder section."

"comin' to my fiesta?"

"yeah, i'm off early. curfew, you know." he starts stacking cases into the shelf. "oh now that's in poor taste."

"what?" i ask while picking at my nails.

"if you were the only suspect in a senseless bloodbath, would you be standing in the horror section?"

i look up, noticing billy surrounded by girls in the middle of the slasher section. i roll my eyes at his stupidity before looking back at my nails.

"what, it was just a misunderstanding. he didn't do anything." stu gestures to my brother.

"you're such a little lapdog. he's got killer printed all over his forehead!"

"can we just stop talking about my brother?" i mumble, looking between the two boys who were staring at billy.

"oh-kay, really? well why'd the cops let 'em go, smart guy?"

"because obviously they don't watch enough movies."

"this is standard horror movie stuff. prom night revisited." i answer, looking up from my hands to stare at stu.

"yeah? why would he wanna kill his own girlfriend then?" stu asks me, leaning over the shelf that separated him from randy and i.

"there's always some stupid, bullshit reason to kill your girlfriend. that's the beauty of it all. simplicity."

i shoot him a dirty look before slapping his arm.

"i wouldn't kill you baby." he take his hand in mine.

"aww, so adorable."

"besides, if it gets too complicated, you lose your target audience." i explain to the obvious moron that is stu macher.

"well, what's his reason?" the taller boys head moves toward billy.

"maybe, just, going out on a limb here. sidney didn't wouldn't have sex with him." i say, throwing an empty case at his head.

"what, is she savin' herself for you?"

"last time i checked, stuart, i'm not a dyke."

"you know who i think it is? i think it's her father. why can't they find her pops man?" stu points a finger between the two of us.

"i didn't even think about that." i look at the taller boy.

"because he's probably dead. his body'll pop up in the last reel somewhere! eyes gouged out, fingers cut off, teeth knocked out!"

"randy, babe, i didn't need that description." i pat his back, trying to get the picture out of my mind.

"see, the police are always off track with this shit."

"come on man!" stu mutters through his teeth.

"if they watch prom night, they save time. there's a formula to it. a very simple formula! everybody's a suspect!" randy yells.

"baby, please shut up."

"i'm telling you, the dads a red herring, it's billy." randy says as he turns around, coming face to face with my brother, who grabs his collar.

"how do we know you're not the killer, huh?" billy asks, all up in his face. stu walks up and put his arms on his shoulders.

i walk up beside them, waiting for the interaction to escalate.

"hi billy."

"maybe your movie freaked mind lost it's reality button. you ever think of that?"

"you're absolutely right. i'm the first to admit it. if this were a scary movie, i'd be the prime suspect." randy says quickly, obviously stressed out by the closeness of his face to my brothers.

"that's right."

"and what would be your motive?" stu asks, tickling randy's earlobe. i slap his hand, making him pull it away with an 'ow!' randy turns around to look stu in the eyes.

"it's the millennium. motives are incidental."

"millennium, huh. millennium, i like that. that's good. it's the millennium." billy grabs randy's nose.

"ok, that's enough jackass time for you, buddy." i grab the hair on the very end of his neck, pulling him back. he lets out a yelp of pain, bringing his hand to the back of his neck.

"ow! was that really necessary?"

"mhm. now adios, william." i turn him around and push him forward.

"millennium. good word my man." stu says with a smile

"you're telling me that's not a killer? if i were maddie, i would have left that house by now."

"ok, randy, pick the best movies, im gonna head home to get ready."

"wait, but you drove me here?" stu whines.

"find a way back home bud, cause i ain't taking you. im not a taxi."

#scream x reader #scream 1996 #oc

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neko-naruto · 1 year ago

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Summary: Kyle gets high easily, Kenny lives in the woods, Cartman learned how to sew, Stan brought a potted plant of marijuana- they all miss hanging out together like kids

Warnings: mild blood, weed, swearing, check Ao3 port for full tags.

Authors Note: ngl, i took the wrong edibles, got a little bit fried, wrote this when i woke up, hope ya'll enjoy and if you do consider dropping a reblog or checking the Ao3 port

If there was one thing Kenny enjoyed about all that time he spent hanging around Stan was the knowledge he had inadvertently gained about how to grow weed. It got him one of his first jobs, clipping buds down at Tegridy, and definitely got him through harder times. But at that, it also let him not experience extreme withdrawal after exiling himself from town when the times got impossibly rough.

He doesn't remember why he did so in a picture perfect memory, but he's heard from his friends that the town has become a tourist attraction of sorts now that he isn't fucking the places population count every day. He shoots, he bags, he eats, and succumbs to the loneliness that not even a stack of playboys and homebrewed edibles can cure. Sure, the CBD high is nice for joint pain, but he'll forever mourn the winter he lost the plants that actually gave him a real high.

He lost so much that year, three separate strains, Citrus Dream, one he smuggled that he swears smelt like oreos (he called it Sugar Rush), and his dearly beloved Uncle OJ, a gift from Stan directly with heavy orange overtones. He ended up burning the remains, it left him locked to the cabin for a solid two weeks even with the windows open. He hasn't been able to shake the lung pain since, even after a death by bear attack.

He's smoking his last bud of the year (sadly nothing more than CBD), tossed it into the wood stove to just smoke out the place, when there's a knock on his door. The woods don't usually send something to knock on his door and kill him, try to kill him at least. They usually snuffle around the porch and blacked out windows while he circles with his shotgun, ready to shoot at any moment because that's dinner. Instead he grabs the pistol, cocks it, and gingerly walks up to the front door.

"Open the fucking door, Kenny!" Another knock, much louder, much more aggravated.

"He's probably out hunting," The voice is a bit more hushed.

The sound of something dropping on the porch, "I smuggled a plant just for him and he's out hunting when we finally track him down, what a fucking waste."

"Just leave it on the porch,"

"It'll freeze!"

"It's just weed you stoner piece of shit!"

"You're one to talk considering you're Tegridy's most loyal customer asshole!"

Kenny swings open the door to find three familiar faces, one of which standing in between Cartman and Stan to prevent them from killing each other. On the ground beside Stan is a plant that reaches up to his waist in size, crystalized bits clouding the leaves.

"Hi Ken," Kyle said, loud enough to snap Cartman and Stan from their bickering.

"I'm pretty sure you guys are gonna get frostbite if you make another dumbass trek out here," Kenny answered with.

"Then move out of the fucking doorway and let in your friends," Cartman snapped as he shoved aside Kyle with ease.

Kenny gladly slid to the side and his friends filtered in one at a time, except for Cartman who retreated back to the car. Stan hauled in the plant.

"What flavor is it?" Kenny asked eagerly as he reached for one the buds.

"No taste tests man," Stan chided, "But, it's just another Uncle OJ, dads thinking about canceling the line."

"Randy's canceling Uncle OJ? But, it's the Tegridy special."

"Apparently someone found a stray clipping laying around and cloned a fuckton of plants from it, it's all over town,"

"I could go down there and burn it,"

"Don't be an idiot," He placed down the plant at the foot of Kenny's bed, "You remember how to tend to these plants, right?"

Kenny nodded, "Obviously, I've been living off that CBD one you got me since Citrus Dream and Sugar Rush were lost in a cold snap."

"You lost Sugar Rush?" Stan asked.

"Again, cold snap, out of my control," Kenny retorted with.

Three bags of something are dropped at the door before Cartman nudges the door shut with his foot. Kenny glances over to find said bags to be some of those reusable bags the world practically mandated.

"I swear to god Kenny, you need to start chipping the ice on your porch," Cartman snarled as he slid down to the floor and reached into one of the bags. He pulled out a bundle of magazines, "They stopped printing playboys after you left."

"They stopped printing playboys?" He sounds distraught.

Kyle gave a hum, "Just recently, you're lucky that Cartman is still a sleaze who can't get laid."

"Shut up Kyle!" Cartman cleared his throat, "As I was saying, I got all the playboys you don't have," He handed the bundle to Stan who handed it to Kenny, "Thought you might enjoy them cause unless you're making love to the things you kill then you aren't getting any bitches out here."

Stan fakes a disgusted gag at the notions, Kyle scrunches up his face in disgust, Kenny just shrugs.

"You'd be shocked at how good of a dildo a single barrel shotgun can make," There goes his filter, there went his filter, he lost it a long time ago. And judging by the reactions his suspicions of fucking oneself with a gun being not normal are confirmed.

"And I'm glad to say that you haven't changed a bit," Cartman said as he rummaged through a second bag. He tossed a pack of something to Kenny, who held the package looking rather perplexed, "Advil, for when your CBD tolerance is so high you'll overdose before you get relief."

"You know me so well," Kenny said as he popped open the top drawer of his desk and slid it in along with all the other things he never made use of.

"That I fucking do," Cartman said before pulling up and chair next to the wood stove. He pulled out a sewing kit, "Karen asked me to fix up your jacket."

Kenny shrugged off his parka, "I'll have you know it's just fine," He said while tactfully avoiding the large tear. He balls it up and tosses it to Cartman, "Since when did you learn to sew?"

"Since he outgrew the largest size," Kyle sneered, rolling onto his stomach atop the comfortable mess of blankets.

Cartman just ignores the comment, "I'll have a hard time taking a eulogy seriously if my mom is wearing one of her slut dresses in the coffin."

"So you're gonna make your mom a dress for when she's dead?" Stan asked as he dropped down onto the floor next to the bed.

"Look, would you attend your dads funeral if he was wearing boxers with pink hearts on them and nothing else? I thought so," Cartman said as he came too a patch that was falling off, underneath it was a large gash.

"That's," The ravenette has a hard time finding a good word, "Sweet," Not the right word at all but it'll do.

There's this comfortable pause of silence between them, like they're just four idiot kids at the bus stop all over again. The crackle and pop of fire is the only difference, and the fact that the burning smell of weed is starting to lay heavy on the air. Kenny slides open the bottom drawer of his desk, the drawer he fills with the cool things he finds.

"Think fast,"

Kyle barely has time to react to the words, let alone catch what's being thrown his way. He props himself up against the wall a bit as he inspects the thing, "What is it?"

"Cool looking stick I thought you might like," Kenny answered with as he pulled out another thing and tossed it to Stan, "Cool looking rock."

"I don't get anything?" Cartman teased as he pulled the patch back into place, one leg crossed over the other.

Kenny sifted through his drawer of trinkets before tossing one to Cartman, "Grenade pin."

The brunette stuffs it in his back pocket, "Wicked."

"How come he gets the coolest thing?" Kyle whined as he twirled the stick between his fingers.

"It's swarming with whatever germs are inside of a bears liver," The blonde said and Cartman shudders at the notions but does nothing to get rid of the gift.

He just echoes back another, "Wicked," as he ties a knot in the embroidery thread and moves onto another tear. "How teared up did you manage to get this ratty old thing?"

Kenny shrugged, "It gets the job done."

"You'd be better off just running 'round stark naked with how fucked this thing is," Cartman said with a condescending edge to his voice.

"Fatso, watch your mouth, he could kick us out," Kyle snapped to the best of his ability. He rolled back onto his stomach with a hum.

"How much THC was in that weed?"

"What weed?"

"The stuff you're burning right now, I can smell it," Stan said.

"None," Kenny said, he grabbed the glass jar and tossed it to Stan, "All of it's CBD, I lost the goods in the cold snap man."

The ravenette popped open the jar and took a heavy huff. He coughed a bit at the potency, "First of all, use separate jars for separate strains, secondly, I'm pretty sure some OJ rubbed off on the bud you're burning."

"What makes you say that," The blonde twisted his chair to rest his chin on the backrest. He tapped steel tipped boots on the ground.

"I think Kyle's getting fried," Cartman said, nodding towards the redhead, "That or he's never used CBD and the sudden lack of stress and back pain is getting him wasted."

"Shut up,"

"He's baked," Cartman said confidently.

Stan gives a hum, "Can't get baked on CBD."

"CBD highs are wicked good for sleeping," Kenny countered with before a jacket came colliding into him, "Give some warning!"

Cartman said nothing as he rearranged his sewing kit, "You're so fucking lucky I know how to sew."

Kenny just rolled his eyes and tossed the bundle of fabric to the floor, "So, Kyle's fucking stoned."

"I'm not," Kyle said, he sounded just a bit distant, "I don't usually sit around in a room full of weed smoke."

"Any suggestions on what the fuck to do?" Kenny asked.

"We could just chat," Stan offered, "Chattings nice."

"I could go shoot up a rabbit, cook something up," Kenny offered cautiously.

"Want me to make sure they don't have sex on your bed?" Cartman offered.

"Those two are dating?" He sounds incredulous as he asks, pivoting to face Cartman a bit more.

"We are not dating," Stan growled out and Cartman just laughs.

"Whatever your arrangements are, I want some," He's joking, a bit, he's definitely not genuine when he says it, "Besides, that bed needs to see some action."

"Don't die out there," Kyle chimed in with from the bed.

Kenny tugs on his parka, bright orange now faded, and slings on his gun, "I won't, be back soon."

"I'll deal with the fire while you're out," Cartman offered up, but Kenny knows it's not an offer you say no too.

-/-/-/-

Cartman did a damn good job stitching together Kenny's jacket, it hasn't held this much heat for a long time. He manages one rabbit, shockingly plump despite the stringiness winter months usually cause. It's blood is splattered across the white fur in such a way it's almost comical, it's still warm as hauls it back.

He nudges open the door and slides it shut with his foot, clicking on the safety and dropping down his gun. He drops the rabbit on top of his desk of many purposes and reaches into the middle drawer for his skinning knife.

"Kenny, help," Came Cartman's hushed voice from the bed.

The blonde startled just a bit before turning to face Cartman who had Stan and Kyle leaning onto him from one side. They're asleep and curled up together under one of Cartman's arms. Kenny frowns, "Did you guys have sex without me?"

"Dude, first of all, gross," His nose wrinkles in disgust at the thought alone, "Second of all, they dragged me over- and lastly, can you open a window before I get thoroughly smoked out."

"Yeah, totally man," He perched himself on his chair to pop open the highest window. Cool air filtered in comfortably as he sat back and and returned to skinning his catch.

"I brought food,"

"I know,"

"You've been eating enough lately, right?"

"I've been living off of rabbits," Kenny gave a snort of laughter at the idiocy of Cartman's concern, "In all seriousness, definitely not, I usually have some berries in the spring."

Cartman went to move, and it drew a whine from both Kyle and Stan. He glares at Kenny, "You will not tell anyone of this."

"I won't," Kenny lied as he shucked sectionals of muscle from bone. It was a swift job, he had two piles on either side of the desk and another splash of blood on the one framed picture he had of his friends.

"You should come back to town sometime," Cartman said, what he didn't say was that he missed Kenny, that was implied.

"No can do," He reached for the pot always resting on the back of the wood stove. It had leftover broth from yesterdays meal, it was still good. He pulled it closer to the hottest part of the stove top before dropping in the bones to boil away the nutrients.

"You seriously don't wanna hit up the Peppermint Hippo with me?"

"I've moved on,"

"Sure you have, look at your walls, pinups as far as the eye can see," There's this shaming shake of the head.

"That's different!" He slid the meat into a separate bucket and sealed it shut.

Kenny defiantly left the room, hauling the bucket into the snow to keep the meat chilled. He hangs his jacket up above the wood stove to dry it off and leaves his boots at the door.

"Room for one more?"

Cartman shrugged, "It's your cabin," he still held out an arm for Kenny despite trying to be aloof.

That's more than enough incentive for Kenny to launch onto the bed which creaked in dismay at the unprecedented amount of weight. He pushed himself against Cartman's side and his friend tugged him even closer, resting his head against Kenny's.

"Dude," Kenny began, "This is-"

"Pretty gay? Just shut up or I'll leave you to deal with Stan and Kyle on your own," Cartman finished, threat to his tone despite how quietly he spoke.

"Alright," He hoisted himself up a bit more, to rest some of himself on Cartman, "If the bed breaks I'm blaming it on you."

And Cartman laughs, a single note, "Sure you will, I'll try and rake up enough cash to buy you a new one if it does."

"Thanks man,"

"You're welcome,"

"No like, for coming on up, I missed you guys,"

"You should come to town sometimes then,"

"Walk all the way there to just be disappointed by the fact that Karen is still stuck at home? I'll pass,"

Cartman pauses, "Still, you should come to town,"

"Wow man, you're so compassionate,"

"It's one of my more desirable traits,"

Kenny just curled up into Cartman a little bit more, hand rubbing his upper arm gently. He drifted off into a comfortable haze of half sleep pretty fast while pressed up against Cartman. He gently held onto Stan and Kyle, tugging them a bit closer despite his better judgement, thank god they're asleep.

"Love you bro," Came Kenny's sleepy words, "And Stan, 'n Kyle."

"They're asleep,"

#south park #kenny mccormick #eric cartman #kyle broflovski #stan marsh #south park fanfiction #stylennyman #if you so desire to read it as such #writing #fanfic #fanfiction #tw weed

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sleepy-achilles · 6 months ago

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The Danger Duo

Because apparently I have issues only these two can solve. And no, it might seem implied here, but neither Leon or Randy have ever cheated on Drew or John. Its just a weird history between them. They both respect each other and their partners. (Considering John's Leon's brother I'd fuckin hope so)

I kinda wanna do a more tag team kinda fic. Because obviously there was a time before Leon's tag team with Drew. And it was most likely with Randy.

Ah yes and they are extremely emotional idiots in this. Like big dumbasses. 'Oh yeah we have no feelings' and then straight to 'bitch I love this man back the fuck off'

Dumbasses I swear.

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"You know...the tension is still so fucking clear I have no idea how no one noticed it."

---Early 2000s---

The meet.

A young Leon is wandering around the arena halls before the show. He has some sort of tag match with his dad tonight. He doesn't really care. He'll be solo soon.

He's not paying attention, which is how he bumps into him.

"Watch it man" the man grunts. Leon clicks his tongue and turns towards the man. Leon's eyes scan him. Ah..that orton kid who worked with John in the indies. "Debuting?" Leon asks. "Uh yeah" orton nods. Leon smirks and turns away. "What? No good luck?" Orton calls as leon walks away. "Do ya need it? Or are you too good for that?" Leon calls as he continues to walk, waving a hand.

Randy can't help but smile as the younger man walks off.

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Boy saves boy

Leon breathes heavily as his face rests against the mat. His hair slick and stuck to his face with sweat. His eyes glazed over as he reaches his hand out for the chair. He cries out as the black boot lands on his hand and presses down hard. 'Your loss kid.' Kanes voice echos in his head as he twists his foot. The chair leaves his view and Leon braces himself for the chair hit.

It doesn't come.

Instead the pressure leaves his hand and he feels a thud next to him. He takes a moment or two to collect himself but as he pulls himself up he sees Randy stood on the ramp smirking at him. Leon braces himself on the rope as he stares at randy. "YOU OWE ME!" Randy calls. Leon smiles and chuckles weakly to himself as he glances back to see kane out cold. "Yeah...I do." Leon pushes off the rope to get the pin.

Randy's heart aches more than his body. They were supposed to be his friends. His family. And now? Now they were throwing him out. He curles up on himself as he waits for the next attack. But it doesn't come. He peaks to see a sledgehammer head stood infront of him. He opens his eyes fully to see Leon stood over him. Leaning against the sledgehammer as he holds his ribs. "Back off." Leon growls. Dave goes to move forward. "No. Don't." Hunter orders holding his arms out. "Broken ribs or not, he's a risk. Another day boys. Another day." Hunter tells them. Leon keeps his front to them as they climb out of the ring. He watches them up the ramp before he's moving and kneeling infront of Randy.

Randy sits up and looks at him.

"I guess we are even."

"I guess we are."

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Game Start

Randy pants as he's shoved into a cleaning closet. "Shit, come here often?" Randy growls as he shoves the younger man against the wall. Leon laughs as his head hits the wall. "God wouldn't you like to know perv" Leon smirks as Randy kisses at his neck. The smirk falls as small moans and pants leave him. "Knew you'd be responsive." "Shut up and fuck me."

"Yessir."

Randy watches with dark eyes as Leon flirts with a diva. But that was the game. It was all a game. Leon didn't belong to him, Leon didn't belong to anyone. The same for randy. But nothing made Randy's blood boil more than watching Leon flirt with others.

Randy isn't his. Randy is not his. Randy does not belong to him. So why does he so badly want to put his fist through Edge and Christian faces as they flirt with him? Is...is Leon jealous? No. Leon shakes his head.

He's not his and Randy's not his.

They are not a thing.

Its just a weird fucked up game.

---2009---

Man meets man

Leon licks his lips as he watches Randy. John is cutting his promo, leaving Leon leaning in the corner of the ring as Randy stands across from them with legacy. And boy hasn't Randy been looking a little too good lately.

Randy's eyes land on Leon and he can't help but smirk as he eyes up the younger man's body. Leon smirks back at him and lets his hand rest on his waist band, tugging it down slightly causing Randy's eyes to darken.

Man it's good to be back with Randy.

---

Man saves man

Leon's arms shake as he struggles to lift himself. He doesn't even know what happened. He was walking down the hall when someone jumped him. Jesus he was walking to meet Randy.

He rests against the wall. Fuck he's falling back into bad habits again. He covers his face. He remembers why he and Randy had to call it quits. It musta been 2005, Randy and Edge really hurt his Pa and Leon could not keep him emotions stable enough to still...l..love the man. Not the man who hurt his Papa. But they were-no, they are too alike. Both angry, dangerous men.

Leon chuckles to himself. Guess that's why fans call them the dangerous duo.

Leon knew they'd never work. It's why it was only supposed to be a game.

"Lee!" Leon lowers his hand to see Randy knelt infront of him. "Are you okay? I saw Jericho jump you and managed to piss him off before he did any real damage" Randy states as he checks Leon's head. Leon sees the concern. But he also sees the cameras.

It's only a game. Right?

No love needs to be involved.

No relationship that could turn violent and ugly with one wrong action or word.

Just sex.

Leon could do that.

---

Randy could kick himself.

Why the fuck has he fallen back with Leon. He promised Edge he'd stay far away from the man.

But he saw those Blue and Green eyes light up with pure joy and lust in that ring. The first time in the ring together in years. And all the nasty fights, bad feelings, hurtful words...left.

Leon was a damn pretty boy and randy was a sucker for those damn eyes.

Randy was alone. His eyes settle on a very pissed off undertaker.

God he's fighting the undertaker whilst daydreaming about his youngest fucking son.

Randy truly was fucked.

In the head and physically. This isnt a fight he's winning.

At least it wasn't.

Randy's eyes widen as Taker falls like a sack of potatoes. Behind him stands Leon with that damn sledgehammer. Leon just winks at him. "Makes us even." Leon states before climbing out of the ring as the ref reenters. Randy hesitates before going for the pin.

3....his eyes lock with Leon's....2.....leon smirks as he walks backwards....1...

Randy sits back.

It's just a game.

Right?

No one gets hurt if there's not feelings involved.

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Game Starts

Randy chuckles as the blonde falls to his knees. "Pent up aye?" Randy teases. Leon shoves him against the wall as he tugs the trunks down. "Shut it and fuck my mouth" Leon growls.

And Randy sees that look in Leon's eyes. The look that started all the trouble between them before. And he doesn't stop. No. He should. He should and he should talk to Leon. But he doesn't.

"Yessir."

Randy's eyes follow the Mcintyre kid.

Everyone knows about his crush on Leon. Everyone but Leon. And it kills Randy.

Fills Randy with anger. Because Leon is his.

What?

Randy pauses his walk in the middle of the hall. Leon isn't his. Jesus. Leon was never his. Never will be.

It was just a game.

It's supposed to just be a game.

He looks down the hall to see Drew and Leon talking. Kevin stood behind Leon, introducing the pair. Drews wide fucking smile and Leon's scowl. But even from here Randy can see that dangerous look in Leon's eyes.

That's when a hand touches his shoulder. He turns to see John. "You okay?" John asks. "What?" Randy asks confused. "I asked if your okay. You seem...upset." John states. "I...you care?" "Of course. I don't like seeing my friends upset." John smiles. Randy's eyes widen slightly.

Leon completely slipping from his mind as his eyes lock with the Eldest Michaels deep blue ones.

John had been here the entire time...and Randy ignored him for his own torture.

Who cares about a game?

Leon frowns as Randy doesn't meet him in his locker room. He sighs and makes his way to the canteen in hopes of seeing the older man. He pauses at the sight he sees.

Randy and John sitting in the canteen, laughing about something. Leon's heart sinks at the look in his brothers eyes. A look that's always been there but Leon ignored for his own guilty gain.

What hurts more is when he sees it in Randy's eyes.

Games aren't fun when it hurts your family.

Leon sighs and smiles sadly at the pair.

"Game over..ay?" He whispers to himself as he turns and leaves.

Not missing the sudden eyes burning into his back.

Randy smiles sadly as the man leaves. But..he has a feeling its not a bad thing.

----2023---

The Meet

"Did you not know? With us is the apex predator!"

Leon's eyes widen. Did he just hear right? Randy? No..John said Randy wasn't doing too good. Leon looks and Finn who's just smiling widely. No. It can't be.

Leon can't help but grin as everyone lays flat out in the cage. He stands in the middle looking at both teams as the fans scream. He pushes his long hair back before pulling his tank top off. Time to end this.

He goes to move when music hits. His head snaps towards the entrance.

He expects his smile to drop but it grows wide as the man steps out.

A man who's messed with his head so much over the past two decades. But he's also fucked with his head in return.

They were dangerous together but dangerous for each other. And that's why it worked.

As Randy steps into the ring. Everyone knows it's over.

Drew lifts his head and watches Randy and Leon.

How Leon tilts his head as Randy leans in too close, looking like their about to kiss as Leon speaks and Randy responds.

Drew knows they've lost their advantage now. Leon always has been distracted by two men. Him and Randy.

And they lost.

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Man saves man

Leon's hands shake. Drews missing. He doesn't know where he's gone. He can't sense him. Can't get ahold of him. He's...

Fuck.

Leon's scared shitless.

His breathing picks up when hands land on his knees.

His head snaps up to see Randy smiling at him. "Why you so blue for?" Randy asks quietly. "Dr..drew" Leon gasps. Randy smiles sadly and wipes Leon's eyes. "Hes okay. He's just gone out to grab Sheamus." Randy explains. Leon looks at him with wide eyes. Wide innocent eyes. Eyes that if they first greeted each other with, would of changed their whole history. "His disappearance has really fucked your head up, hey?" Randy asks. John told Randy all about Drew disappearing after Wrestlemania. No one could find him. Only for him to reappear at money in the bank. "Both of you did." Leon whispers looking down. Randy pauses, hesitates.

Right.

Randy also disappeared on Leon. Just when their friendship was getting stronger.

"All of you did."

Thats when Randy really thinks about it. Taker, Shawn, Kevin and Scott, hunter, hell even John have all disappeared on Leon. Taker and shawn from a young age and randy can't even begin to imagine how fucked that's made the younger man.

He saw glimpses of it during their time. But never the whole picture.

"But not anymore aye? And hey, you disappeared on us too remember. Living all tazan style in the woods" Randy jokes. He can't help but smile as Leon breaks into a giggle. "Guess I did." Leon nods covering his mouth.

Randy grabs his wrist and lowers his hand. "You have a beautiful smile. Don't hide it." Randy tells him softly. Leon looks at him. "And I'm lovin the hair. Gonna grow it longer?" Randy asks standing up. "God no." Leon huffs. "Good. I like it like this" Randy ruffles his hair as the crew call him. "Keep smiling Lee." Randy calls as he walks off. "Good luck!" "Im too good for that!" Randy yells, Waving his hand in a way that makes Leon smile as he's hit with a wave of Deja vu.

"Yeah. You are"

Randy cries in pain. "Hey! Hey, it's okay" Leon rushes over. John looks at his brother in confusion. Randy glances at him. "I can't." Randy grits his teeth as he holds his back. Leon scans the room. Just their family. "Guess I gotta pay you back aye?" Leon asks quietly moving his hand to Randy's lower back, pushing Randy's hand away. "Leon" Taker warns. Drew watches as Leon places his hand on Randy's bare back. "Wha-" Randy cuts himself off as cracking is heard. "Ew" cassie gags as Leon's spine cracks, his back bruising and distorting.

Leon groans in pain and hunches over, his hand leaving Randy's back as the cracking stops. Randy sits up in shock and looks at Leon. "Are you crazy?!" Randy barks as he looks at the younger man's back. "Grr...give me, ah a second" Leon grasps the bedding in pain as his back begins to crack and shift. Leon's head hits Randy's shoulder as his legs go numb. Randy and drew grab the man to keep him steady. Drew watches as Leon's back heals. "God its been a while. Shit" Leon gasps standing straight and stretching. His back giving a normal pop. "You bastard." Randy gasps. "Were equal now" Leon smirks. "Thank you Lee." Randy smiles. "Anytime." Leon smiles shaking his hand.

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The Game

Leon smiles at Randy. "Lookin good pretty boy" Randy states. Leon chuckles as Randy raises his mic and turns to Rhea. "Mami that, Mami this, Mami that, well guess what Rhea?" Randy continues. Leon raises an eyebrow as Randy looks at him. "Daddy's back." Leon can't help but laugh as Randy speaks.

The fans obviously go crazy as they notice he spoke to Leon not Rhea.

The game was on, but it was so different now.

They are both happily married. Both loving life.

Now their relationship is important. Now the game is about making each other laugh and smile. About owning their friends, their feelings.

And Leon can't wipe the smile off hos face as Randy smiles.

Randy gasps as his back hits the ring post.

He feels his ribs shift immediately.

His mind immediately goes to leon. He looks to see the younger man curling up on himself in pain, cradling his arm to his chest. His eyes snap back to the bloodline.

He knows what needs to happen. Leon can take them both out with a chokeslam. Give them time to run. But he needs both arms good.

"LEON!" Randy yells. Leon's head snaps towards the older man. His arm is held out. "Do it!" Randy yells. Leon looks at Dwyane and Roman. "I..I can't." Leon grits his teeth. "Leon! It's your move! Yours not his!" Randy snaps. Leon looks down. The chokeslam. It's one of Leon's strongest moves but he hates doing it. It's never felt like his. None of his moves have.

"Leon! Please!" Leon grits his teeth and closes his eyes. Randy watches as Leon's left arm snaps out of place and his right snaps back into place. Randy grips the rope as pain shoots through him. Leon's left arm slowly bruises before the bone fixes itself and the brusing fades.

Leon pushes himself up, using the force to wind the pair as he grabs them by the throats and using all his anger and adrenaline he lifts and slams them down. Falling to his knees. "You gotta go!" Randy calls. Leon groans and pushes up, stumbling to the man. "Cmon" Leon tells him, grabbing his arm. "Can't.. my ribs.." Randy huffs. "Go. Escape." Randy tells him. Leon kneels infront of him. "I don't abandon my friends. And I especially don't abandon my family." Leon tells him.

Randy's eyes widen as his heart races.

The game felt completely.

Leon has finally said it.

Acknowledge it.

Randy's eyes snap down as Leon presses a hand to his ribs. Randy grits his teeth as his ribs reset themselves and Leon's snap. "Cmon" Leon gasps rolling out of the ring. Randy it quick to follow. "You owe me big time" Leon states holding his ribs as they slowly reheal. "How about I get you a lot of sugar?" Randy asks as they run. "That is amazing" Leon yawns as he lowers his hand.

"Did you mean that? That we are friends?" Randy asks as they get to safety. Leon looks at him.

All the games didn't matter.

Not when he thinks about what they've been through.

Randy stuck by his side during all the fiend stuff. Even when his own family backed up. Randy still fought to get to him.

Randy was always so quick to save his ass.

Randy didn't hesitate or fear him.

No. Of course not.

Because Randy, despite being human, saw himself in Leon.

He saw that familiar monster. Heard those voices.

Randy watches as Leon smiles widely, his eyes closing, dimples showing. "Of course. You're a pain in my ass but you will always be my friend." Randy smiles and pulls the man into a hug. Leon doesn't hesitate to hug him.

"Thank you."

"No. Thank you."

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Why did this take me three hours? I started this around 1am it's now 3:21am

Lol

Anyways. Love the dangerous duo

Yes that's their shitty duo name.

They always stab each other in the back and then end up kissing the wounds afterwards.

They dramatic, traumatised and dorks.

And we love that for them

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floralcyanide · 3 years ago

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hello! congratulations on 1k, you definitely deserve it!! if i could request in this format, may i ask for fluff #4 with either randy or stu? your choice! again, congrats!!

fluff prompt 4: calming down when the other one is close

>> hiii anon! thanks for the request! I decided to do both Stu and Randy because I couldn't choose lol <3 I hope you enjoy this! (sorry for any grammar mistakes I don't feel like editing rn oof)

pairing: stu macher x reader, randy meeks x reader

warnings: nightmares, some language, billy and stu being assholes, trauma

word count: 517

ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴘʏ, ʀᴇᴘʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀs ᴏɴ ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ, ᴀᴏ3, ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ, ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏ ᴡᴇʙsɪᴛᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴘᴇʀᴍɪssɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴜsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ɪɴ ᴀɪ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀs ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀʀᴛɪғɪᴄɪᴀʟ ɪɴᴛᴇʟʟɪɢᴇɴᴄᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴜsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ᴛᴏ sᴇʟʟ ғᴏʀ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪᴏɴ.

Stu:

You and your boyfriend Stu had survived his best friend’s killing spree, leaving you both with trauma and nightmares. Usually, it was you who had the worst nightmares. Billy was your best friend too and you never saw that side of him coming at all. Billy had almost succeeded in strangling you before Stu stabbed him, saving you. You often have nightmares about life when he was alive and the person he was before, then him changing like the flip of a switch and trying to kill you. You also had nightmares of him killing Stu, or Stu helping him try to kill you. Tonight, you’re dreaming about Billy’s hands around your throat, squeezing the air from you. You thrash around in your sleep, alarming Stu when your elbow collides with his ribs.

“Shit,” he inhales sharply, looking over at you ad realizing you did it by accident in your sleep.

You’re trembling and clawing at your neck, and Stu hurriedly rips the covers off of you, trying to pull your hands off of your neck as blood starts beading on your skin.

“(Y/N),” Stu calls, patting your cheek and trying to wake you.

He doesn’t want to shake you and make you more disoriented, so he just strokes your cheek, saying sweet nothings in your ear to calm you down. You stop tossing around and slowly relax, opening your eyes to see Stu above you instead of Billy.

“Hey,” Stu whispers, running a hand through your hair, “Are you okay?”

You nod wordlessly, curling up into his chest and burying your face in it. Being beside him instantly calms you down, and you eventually fall back to sleep with much happier dreams.

Randy:

You have anger issues. They aren’t bad ones, but you tend to get upset over things easier than others. So when Stu and Billy are playfully picking on you, you start to get a little aggravated.

“Can you two not do this right now?” you roll your eyes as you put your books into your locker.

Billy and Stu are on either side of you, playing with your hair and fiddling with your ears. They like messing with you, but are still your friends even if they annoy the shit out of you. They know they do, which is why they like to toy with you and get a reaction.

You can feel the anger bubbling up inside of you, and you’re about to say something really rude when you see Randy approaching from down the hall.

“What’s up, guys?” Randy flashes a smile at the three of you.

“These two dumbasses won’t leave me alone,” you say through gritted teeth, flicking Billy in the hand as he plays with your hair. He retracts his hand with a playfully hurt look on his face. Stu doesn’t challenge you any further and stops playing with your earlobe immediately.

Randy wraps an arm around your shoulder, your anger instantly dissolving away at his touch. Randy was a great friend, and sometimes you want more. Especially when he’s able to calm you down unlike anyone else.

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jazzmynerule · 3 years ago

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“You’re drunk”

Prompt: y/n’s home alone watching movies and snacking in whatever food she has in the pantry when y/n’s boyfriend stiles comes stumbling through her window like he always does this time intoxicated

Warnings: little bit of swearing but other than that it’s pure fluff

…………………………………….

“Randy shut up you’re literally telling the people in tv to look behind them but you aren’t even taking your own advice fucking idiot I love you but damn” I scoffed rolling my eyes as I crunched on my potato chips when I heard a loud bang behind me “what the fuck” I yelled as stiles came crashing through my open window “stiles what the fuck you scared the piss out of me I honestly think I peed myself” I said standing my patting myself to see if I did thankfully I didn’t “hey baby” he stumbled over his words smiling up at me from his position on the floor “are you drunk? Stiles for fuck sake” I sighed helping him up and taking him over to my bed “where did you drink and who did you drink with?” I interrogated making sure nobody spiked my stupid boyfriends drink “Scotty boy” he smiled also howling to show that Scott’s a werewolf “yes okay I get it shut up” I rolled my eyes “take your shoes off stiles you’re making my bed muddy these are fresh sheets too” I whined “shush you big cry baby” he stumbled over his own feet taking his shoes off but he accomplished after a couple tries and came back up on the bed with me

“Why did you drink with Scott? You only ever drink on special occasions” i asked making little shapes on his buzzed hair with my fingernails “Allison and him broke up so me being such an amazing buddy I brought a bottle of whiskey and drove with Scott to i don’t know where and we sat there drinking” he giggled knowing that took to long for him to say “such an amazing friend” i smiled kissing his head “you’re so pretty how did I get so lucky I’m literally a Star Wars obsessed geek and you’re like an actual goddess of a woman” he babbled exclaiming everything with his arms and hands like an idiot “like you’re such a perfect girl and you chose to be with my dumbass I don’t know why bc look at you and your perfect hair and your perfect lips that i oh so love to kiss and your perfect nose ugh I love you” he whispered grasping my head in his big hands bending me down low enough for him to kiss me spirderman style “I love you too my Batman” I said giggling “I love you most” He smiled lazily “you’re such an affectionate drunk stiles I love it” I sighed laying back down on my pillow pulling stiles up here with me so we could look into each others eyes “I’m tired” he said yawning “go to sleep stupid I’ll turn the light off” I said quickly running to turn the lights off and jumped back into bed snuggling up to a already asleep stiles

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thesoundofmadness · 2 years ago

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I'm the anon who asked abt the Randyverse. I actually meant all of the Randy aus you have interacting with each other. Reading the ones you already have are so fun, and I feel like there should be more heh

Tumblr is being stupid and isn't letting me seperate the bullet points. OH SORRY I WAS CONFUSED WHKSJFBKJFB I HAVE A BUNCH OF HCS FOR THIS I don't really know of a genuine plot tho like the only thing I have for an actual plot is just. viceory builds an alternate universe thing and randy/howard fall through it and go through a bunch of aus while back in their og universe the sorcerer escapes. the 3 main aus i got is the og universe, the teacher randy au and band au tbh. Oh shit in the last ask i forgot about the immortal randy au jkghfdjkg. Anyway here's some bs

The nomicon (doesn't matter the au) has NO fuckin clue what's going on. It can't grasp the whole alternate universe thing at ALL. Guide Randy steps in it's place tho

OG Randy like, immediately assumes Guide Randy is evil. OG Randy: Oh don't tell me you're another McFist scheme like Lucious O'Thunderpunch. Guide Randy: *shocked gasp* Excuse me. How dare you compare me to him!

OG Randy also says Guide Randy might go crazy "like Mac Antfee", and Guide Randy just laughs and says "Mac Antfee WISHES he was me."

The og/swap randy and howard use their slang and guide Randy/Howard are just like "please. please just say fuck you can say fuck". That day OG Howard learned his parents were lying about cursing being illegal till you're 18.

I imagine since like, the alternate universes are colliding so they can get SOME access to other alternate universes before they actually visit it. They can also somewhat share thoughts and feelings between their alternate counterparts. (Like if OG Randy gets sick, Guide/Band Randy will feel it too and vice versa)

So like, before they can meet their band au counterparts, RESENTMENTS fully releases. OG/Swap Randy and Howard can't really understand it, but Guide Randy and Howard IMMEDIATELY clues into it being about the ninja. They have a lil debate about the possiblity of band randy not mind wiping, then "i hate books lol" (a song howard wrote about the nomicon and the stress of his trauma) comes on and Guide Howard is just ".....oh fuck."

they get to the band au, and band randy is kinda. forced into like getting the mind wipe undone and he. does not take it well. He end's up like, spending a few days in a hotel to process it bc he doesn't want to have a huge argument with Howard about it.

OG Randy probably assumes band Howard is evil but band howard is just like "why the hell would i want to reveal the ninja secrets? i may be a dumbass but i'm not a fucking idiot."

Band Levander is just there tbh. They can't really avoid not getting him involved in the alternate universe shenanigans bc the band bros all live together. but he's chill about it and just there for emotional support.

Levander is very surprised by Randy being the ninja and the whole 4 year cycle thing, but then he's like "holy shit that makes so much sense actually."

the band bros probably have the og/swap bros help set up for a music video recording. they have like at least $50K worth of camera and audio equipment. Band randy is like "....In the nicest way possible, if you break ANY of this, i'm disowning you :)"

I hc that the art of the disguise can also change your voice by like, altering your vocal cords for a bit. When Guide Randy says this Band Randy (who does A LOT of voice training) is fucking APPALLED.

Band Howard: one time you shot me into space. on my 15th birthday. that was fun Band Lavender: Randy did what Guide: oh yeah i remember that. I... was not the smartest person in 9th grade. Band Randy: I did WHAT? I thought that was just some weird dream! OG Randy:.... in my defense, it was an accident Band Lavender: what the FUCK do you mean you shot Howard into space by ACCIDENT.

OG Howard asks Band Randy (who does all the art/video/design work for 30STM) about how his work is going and Band Randy starts ranting about color theory for like 15 minutes

yeah that's all i got lmao uts 2 am

#the asks #rc9gn #rc9gn au

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Could you write headcanons of: Billy and Stu being streamers and having a crush on another streamer, who also has a podcast .Like the boys say flirty things to the reader and simp, sometimes they even say things like 'why haven't you invited me to your podcast yet?'

Sorry for requesting so much!!!

ok if billy and stu would be streamers i would 110% watch them, it would be hella fun

Billy and Stu streamers x gender neutral Streamer crush!

cw: stab wounds and stab scars mentioned

• It all started when you made a small comment in chat, it was a simple movie reference but it caught the boys eyes immediately

• after they were done streaming they just had to find out more about this mysterious commenter, so they did what they did best and stalked you down and found your account and podcast! which to their delight was about horror movie breakdowns and reviews!!

• Stu was super curious about your podcasts and so he would play them while him and Billy were planning things or just doing schoolwork, but it eventually evolved to listening to your voice as they both fell asleep

• Billy would be really intrigued by your streams, you wore a mask and had this entrancing air about you

• Oh yeah Billy had to know more about this masked streamer who also had a horror movie podcast? yeah he needed to know more

• One day after school had let out, Billy yelled at Stu that you were about to stream! The boys immediately joined and started to watch you play

• Stu was way too eager to start commenting things, and they caught your interest

“well someone is quite talkative in chat today!”

• they both fangirl over this, both madly blushing and giggling like idiots

• this keeps on until the boys develop a friendship with you, but little comments would be thrown in

“your outfit looks nice today y/n, why can’t we see your face?”

• you and the boys would chat one on one (or one on two?) and spend hours picking apart each other’s favorite movies

• One day on your podcast, you decide to switch it up and talk about the local murders that have been happening in your town

“So for today’s topic, i want to talk about the murders in my town! Yeah i know it’s not a movie but-“

•immediately peaks their interest in you and they’re both dying to know

“So it all started with this chick named Casey Becker, i kinda knew of her, i mean we did- well used to go to the same school”

• oh yeah the boys would be either shocked in silence that you’re covering their murders or they would be jumping around and yelling in excitement (“y/n goes to our school??”)

• you cover in depth about how this girl’s mom was killed and then her dad went crazy and killed some high schoolers at a party, then he killed his daughter in a fit of emotion and then himself

“oh and you see, not everyone was killed during the party, this random kid named Randy survived and then these two boys were stabbed but tried to stop the man! How brave of them!”

• you briefly mentioned that you would like to interview the boys but you also wouldn’t want to bring up that traumatic experience

• Stu was all red and Billy had a dumbass grin on his face

“Billy! they want to interview us!”

• so after listening to you explain more about the murders and the motives they texted you

“so i heard your podcast about the woodsboro murders, why haven’t you invited me on your podcast sooner?”

• you had no clue this new friendship you made was with the two survivors of the murders? and you had been watching them stream for years??

• Billy and Stu would totally stream their interview with you for your podcast on their channel

• since you’d be on camera you kept your mask on (much to the boy’s disappointment)

• you asked questions about what it was like to be stabbed while trying to stop a mad man from killing your best friend

“Well Stu here was stabbed first cause he’s a dumbass and walked up on the man, but I got stabbed trying to get the man off of Stu”

Stu scoffed at Billy’s claims, “well i got stabbed cause i was going to help sidney! you were just standing around all drunk!”

•they bicker back and forth for a bit before you asked to see their stab scars

“you want to see the scars?” Billy would ask lowkey excited because he would have to lift his shirt

• Stu would be the quicker one to show you (Billy’s still kinda processing it)

•He lifts his shirt up so you can see the scar, it’s long and jagged going down the side of his stomach

• Bill’s would be more intense but it doesn’t look as deep as Stu’s

• Both of their dumbasses would be blushing

You decided to run your fingers over them and both shivered

“Do they hurt?” you asked as you lifted your hand off of them

“not really” They would both stutter out

•wow you could tell they had a crush, it was so obvious with how they looked at you

•after you guys ended the streams, you watched a movie together, it was easy to pick since you all liked the same things

•since you’re still wearing your mask (you realized who billy and stu were when they walked up to your door, and you knew them from school) it was kinda uncomfortable

• “fuck it” you decided as you took off the mask

• They boys both gasped when they saw who you really were

“oh shit y/n! i knew you sounded familiar!”

•turns out you had a math class with them

•when it came time for them to leave, you decided to do something a little bold

“hey billy, stu, hold on i have something to give you!”

•you stood up and gave both boy a smooch on the cheek and wished them well

“see you at school tomorrow!”

•they both stood there, shocked and hearts beating quick

“did y/n just kiss us?”

“i think so?”

•both of them would be grinning like clowns the whole way home

oh yeah they were very excited to see you tomorrow >:)

/sorry this is super long i got carried away :)

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