#stan x wendy(kinda)

[sincerlyus]

Oooh Ford wasn't the only one who got a date that night!

[michuyox]

The shipping meme with Stendy, please????? 👀

[wan975]

Judgement

[apollowhoo]

Can you do fluff head-canons for a platonic gravity falls x reader thingy where reader is the twins older sister(by like, two years or smth) please?

If not, that’s completely okay! I just wanted to know. Stay safe, eat well, drink lots of water, love you!!

(i'm so glad that this fandom is back omgg!! Since you didn't exactly specify what type of sister you wanted + with who you wanted hc with so i wrote what made sense to me. So sorry if this isn't what you wanted:((. I can always rewrite, just let me know.)

GRAVITY FALLS X OLDER SISTER!READER

As the older sister to Dipper and Mabel, you have some kind of protective instict towards them. Even though they have proven themself multiple times that they're capable of handling themselves, you often find yourself stepping in to make sure they're safe.

Dipper leans on you for advice and support during his mystery hunts, knowing you’ll help him out of any jam. Oh! He also asks about Wendy daily. Mabel always goes to you when she finds a new guy. Asking you what she should say to him for his attention or if he's even worth it. But she usually ends up doing her own thing..

With Grunkle Stan, you share a playful but caring relationship—he often jokes that you're the "voice of reason" among the kids, but he secretly appreciates your maturity and occasionally seeks your advice (obviously does it secretly).

Wendy treats you like an honorary member of her friend group, and you two usually hang out, talking and sharing snacks on the roof of the Shack. You admire her laid-back attitude and take inspiration from her confidence.

Even Grunkle Ford respects your input during intense situations, and you often work together to solve the deeper mysteries of Gravity Falls.

Despite the sometimes serious nature of your adventures, you’ve kinda became the comforting presence that everyone turns to when things get tough, offering a smile, a joke, or a comforting hug.

[headless609]

DTI x SP

Played DTI lately and then my brainrot hit. Stan: kinda sucks but gets better due to help from Wendy and sometimes Shelly

Kyle: only knows how to dress jersey style. Grades fairly but gets pissy when Cartman wins cause he has vip and it isn’t ‘fair’

Cartman: vip and knows the codes but dresses like shit to piss off Kyle when he wins. Dresses good tho when alone or with Butters. Plays more then he admits ( may have inspired by Chappell Roan )

Kenny: dosnt dress the models, but when he’s with Karen he tries to win (him and Stan are good at dressing goth)

[messyhairedhazeleyeddude]

Friends w/ Benefits !!

- with the South Park Boys / x Reader

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Author’s Note ;

Sup, so I decided on making multiple little scenarios and ideas of what I think would happen if you were in a FWB relationship with these dudes. Trust me, it’s going to get spicy and interesting. And if you’re looking for that, you’ve come to the right place. Keep in mind, the characters are all going to be in their college years so they will be 18+. Not trying to have them in elementary. And if you’re near that age, get out of here kid, this is definitely not for you.

Before I make this too long, I’m going to end this here. Enjoy, tread carefully, I’ll add warnings about what’s in there and details so check that out before you dive too far in. Unless you’re a veteran. HAHAHA

P.S, I didn’t add in Cartman because I’m an AVID hater, I’m sorry in advance! But, I did add somebody I adore: Craig! Although, it’s kinda gay, but that’s for the boys or transmascs. Y’know, I gotta provide!

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Point of View : First P.O.V.

Character’s in here : Stan Marsh, Kyle Broflovski, Kenny McCormick, and Craig Tucker.

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#1 ; Stan Marsh

The song that I thought fit this best :

Sexual Dynamic : Fem!Dom | Masc!Sub

What’s in here : Mentions of throwing-up (obviously), dom fem reader, edging, and drunk oral sex.

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- Phew, this dude will take FOREVER before he comes around to this idea.

- I feel like this would be the case of not trying to move too fast into a relationship because let’s be honest, he’s going to want to end up being with you.

- He’ll have met you during class when assigned a project with you. A bit cliché, but do you think he’d really have the guts to randomly walk up to you?

- You’d end up in conversations with him because of the constant pairing together and this helped the both of you find out you had similar interests. He loved the same genre of music, had the same sense of humor, and made you laugh half of the time because of his stupid jokes.

- Eventually, Stan tried to see you whenever he was free and his friends weren’t tagging behind. A lot of this was during your walk to classes.

- He’d have to race to his right after and sometimes even arrived late because of you.

- Wendy was the first to get suspicious of the behavior because it’s her ex after all and she wasn’t done with her constant off-and-on relationship with him.

- They got into a huge fight about it and that ended up putting the idea in Stan’s head instead. (Poor Wendy. Happens to the best of us.)

- Might’ve caused a complete break-up between them.

- First time he didn’t go goth because of it! (Really, it’s because of you.)

- But, that didn’t mean he didn’t drink.

- And that also didn’t include the fact he was beginning to think of you in that way which in turn made him began to avoid you.

- His races to his classes turned into him racing out of the classes he had with you to the bathroom.

- After a couple of weeks of him doing this, you concluded it had to do something with Wendy, but you thought he was distancing himself to get her back.

- The depression hit hard. Despite you having an attraction towards him, you tried to convince yourself you were okay.

- You WEREN’T.

- Neither was he. He had to choose between telling you about his feelings or being an asshole by ditching you to get himself plastered enough so he could forget about it. Mind you, he thought he was deep in the friendzone. To him, telling you the truth was setting himself up for rejection.

- You were both oblivious to each other’s suffering until the two of you were invited to the same party.

- Because you were having such a hard time dealing with the random drift from Stan, you decided to go and feel your best by getting dressed up.

- Alcohol was another convincing factor. Ironic considering that was the same reason why he was going.

- When you arrived at the party, you navigated around and talked with a couple of friends before asking where the drinks were. That’s where you would stumble upon the drunk raven-haired boy with a vodka bottle that had been chugged by him to the very middle.

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Stan laid back against the wall of the kitchen, taking another swig of the vodka he had, and reaching up to slap a hand against the counter when his eyes locked with yours. He slowly lifted himself up, swaying like he was about to collapse any second. “Oh fuck, why’d you have to be here? I think I’m going to be sick,” he covered his mouth while loudly exclaiming that, turning to the side as if he was retching.

You automatically looked offended, your face scrunching up before you reared a hand back and slapped him across the cheek. HARD. That knocked the sense back into him because his eyes went wide and he quickly went to explaining himself, “Ow! OW! Hey, wait! No- *gag* It’s not because you’re terrible or anything! It’s cause-”

He couldn’t finish as once he looked down at your outfit, he sprawled straight for the sink, and puked his brains out. That’s when it clicked in your head. Stan threw up whenever he liked someone.

You stared at the bottle he held, freaking out in your thoughts about the situation, and going for it anyway. It wasn’t hard to take it out of his hold as he was focused on getting all the sick out of himself.

Taking a huge chug of the vodka, you coughed and sputtered when swallowing, wiping the sides of your mouth before grabbing the back of Stan’s shirt. He was dragged upstairs while you were finishing the rest of what was left, throwing the bottle on the floor afterward.

He slurred out what he was trying to say earlier as you both ascended to the next floor, “I’m not disgusted by you.! I like-” But, once again, he was cut off by another rise of bile up his throat. Right when you passed by the bathroom, he pulled away from you, making you follow with him before he toppled over the side of the tub to let it out.

“Jesus Christ, Stan. What is wrong with you?�� You asked, concerned for his well-being at this point. He leaned his head to the side, spitting the rest, and turning on the shower to wash it away. Then he got up with a wobble. For the third time, he continued to try and explain, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’m just trying to tell you that I don’t get sick because I think you’re nasty. I’ve been trying to tell you that I think you’re-”

His face began to scrunch up and that’s when you stepped in, saying it for him with a yell, “I KNOW! I know, Marsh! I know you like me! I like you just as much, you don’t have to say it, you don’t have to acknowledge anything about this! Just stop and go back to Wendy like you have been!” Backing away, you put your hands up and closed your eyes, worried about the inevitable stream of disgusting stomach acid. But, nothing happened.

Instead, the sound of water met your ears and you opened your eyes to see the boy washing his mouth out. His blue eyes met yours, turning off the faucet, and standing back up to clear his throat, “I’ve been trying to say that for weeks now.” It was like a light switch had flipped in his demeanor and he was all of a sudden fine.

Stan continued, sounding a bit raspy because of how much he threw up, “I haven’t talked to Wendy ever since I had walked you to your house. That was the day I realized I… like you.” He hesitated but he managed to say it, looking surprised himself. You paused. It made sense. Around that time, his avoiding started.

There were no words you could give in the moment. You thought this entire time he had been chasing her while in reality, he was hooked on you. Nothing came out and no idea of what to say came to mind. He had officially broke you.

Moving forward slowly, his gaze flickered down to your lips, giving you the signal before leaning into a kiss due to his compulsive and drunk desires. If you weren’t going to tell him anything, he’d get you to respond in another way. Your lips were turning numb along with the rest of your body as you could feel yourself falling down the rabbit hole of a stupor. A part of you was slightly repulsed by the fact he was kissing you after all that happened, but he mostly tasted like the disgusting vodka rather than puke. Which was surprising to say the least.

It didn’t lead to a make-out as you moved to your knees instead, closing the bathroom door behind you, and hearing him lock it with a shaky voice following after, “Fuck, wait, I don’t want to end up getting sick on you. I’ve barely been able to get past a kiss, let alone a touch there. I don’t know if I could handle this.” He rambled and rambled while you unbuttoned his jeans, feeling his dick progressively getting hard already.

A sharp gasp left him when your fingers brushed passed it through his boxers, causing him to hold his breath while still trying to get through to you, “Seriously, [Y/N], I might throw up again!” You sighed and stood back up after his second warning, placing your hand on his chest to ease him down onto the toilet seat. He sat upright, his eyebrows knitted together as you finally responded, “If you do, aim for the tub or sink. I get horny when drunk and I don’t think I want to stop any time soon, Stanley.”

You went right back to getting on your knees in front of him and wrapped your hand around his shaft to jerk it off through the fabric, seeing a small dot of pre-cum began to form around where his tip was. He could feel the warm nauseating feeling travel up his esophagus, making him panic, and move his head to the side to avoid getting it on her while you traveled to get his underwear off of him. Wendy had never done something like this to him before. As soon as he vomited around her, she was quick to lose her appetite for it.

This was different. He felt himself bare and exposed after you succeeded in getting his lower clothes down to his knees. And this was the point where he was feeling it fill his cheeks, he tried to suppress it as much as he could, swallowing it and enduring it. It was like his body was going through an anxiety attack and all it was doing was constantly sending him in this cycle of emptying his stomach because of simple things he should be allowed to do as a man.

He didn’t have an answer to what was wrong with him, but what he did know was that it pissed him the fuck off. Regaining his strength, his hand reached up to your head and he requested something directly to you for the first time without one slightest hesitation, “Please, just keep encouraging me beautiful… and can you keep calling me by my- uh- full name?”

You gave his flushed pink tip kisses, swiping your tongue slowly across it before obliging to his ask while pumping his dick with one hand, “You’re doing an amazing job, Stanley. I’m so proud of you… Is that what you wanted? Does that make you feel good, my handsome boy?” A sly smirk spread onto her face as she looked up to see his shocked expression, wrapping her entire mouth around him and hollowing her cheeks.

Never in a million years would he think that a girl would hit dead on the spot of what he needed, jolts of pleasure running through his legs and lower stomach at the comments. Butterflies plagued him rather than nausea. And what he had been waiting for was happening, he was relaxing into a blowjob.

His hands went for her hair immediately to lace his fingers in between whatever he could, gripping it gently while the relief showed through his half-lidded eyes and his happy pants. Stan let out a choked moan along with an excited but still cracking voice, “I don’t feel.. it! God, this is.. actually amazing… Please, please don’t stop… Keep going, [Y/N]!”

Bobbing your head up and down patiently, you picked up your pace minute by minute, watching as the boy lost it at the feeling. You were too good to him. Your suction on him was tight and you made sure your cheeks were pressed up against your teeth just enough to create the best possible experience for him.

Stan’s chin tilted up to the ceiling while curses spilled, “Fuck, fuck, why do you… have to feel so good?” You could see veins popping around his neck and his Adam’s apple moving up and down from the noises escaping him. His legs were starting to move inward towards themselves, knees about to touch, and his dick was beginning to throb in your mouth. You knew what this meant right away.

“I’m not going to be able to make it for that long if you feel this amazing, god damn it,” he choked out, his fingers digging into your scalp, but not on purpose. To solve this, you popped your mouth off of him and decided to use the time for his cool down to catch your breath.

He looked at you, confused and flustered, his dick inches away from your face. It was twitching and the pre-cum kept leaking because of how pent up he was. You snickered, “I thought you were going to get sick on me? Am I the first one you haven’t vomited on?”

Staring at you for a moment while catching his breath too, he fixed his messy hair, and shakily replied, “Yeah, technically.” You raised your eyebrows before smiling bashfully like that was a compliment. And maybe it was. But, you shouldn’t get too ahead of yourself.

Returning back to the activity at hand, you littered the sides of him with kisses, turning your focus to the veins wrapping around it which received a lot of feedback from him. “Woah, woah! Straight to it, huh?” His groans were amplified. It was like he got ten times more sensitive because you edged him.

It didn’t take much of you going back to sucking him to cause his orgasm rushing back. He was teetering on the edge, using the counter and anything else that he could grab on to vent by digging his fingernails into them.

Tears brimmed his eyes and he didn’t want to tell you that he was near, but he also didn’t want you to have a risk of choking. So, he confessed again, “I’m going to! I’m going to, you can stop…” He didn’t know why you were teasing him like this. But, for some reason, he enjoyed it too.

This time, you didn’t pull away. You picked up your pace instead. And that made him nearly knock off everything on the counter. He instinctively stood up, grabbing your head, and in the last final minute he had your mouth wrapped around him; he fucked hard into your throat and let out the cum he had been penting up since the last time he got to interact with you.

The groans that left him were loud and breathy, his eyes almost closing from how tired he got because of the amount of alcohol that was in his system. You were swallowing as much as you could to keep yourself from possibly throwing up yourself due to choking.

Eventually, every bit was dumped out of him and he pulled you off to let you breathe. You gasped for air and glared at him. Stan realizing what he did then and apologizing right away, “Oh crap, I didn’t mean to do that! I was trying to be careful, I’m so sorry!”

Proceeding to apologize to you for the rest of the night after that, the two of you had returned to walking each other home, feeling a long in your heart to remain by each other’s sides when you had to return to your separate dorm rooms. One thing was for certain though. You and Stan were going to have a lot of secrets that the title friends could only cover.

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#2 ; Kyle Broflovski

The song that I thought fit this best :

Sexual Dynamic : Vanilla-esque.

What's in here : Slow sex, slightly experienced Kyle, and facial ejaculation.

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- Oh no. Here we go. Now, Kyle, he’s a different story when it comes to getting into a friendship like this.

- He’d probably be easier to convince than Stan, but that’s if you were direct and honest with him.

- You’d have to be somewhat close with him enough to get to that conversation so I would say about five months into meeting him through mutual friends at the lunch tables. At some point, both of you would come across each other and have an in-depth conversation.

- He’s a sucker for intellectual people so once you’re bringing up your collections of books and the fact you make regular visits to the library, this guy’s interest shoots through the roof.

- Eventually, you’re the only thing he starts talking about with his friends and they all start to notice him drifting off in daydreams during class.

- This was about a couple of weeks into the friendship.

- The nerd just couldn’t stop eyeballing you. It didn’t help that he really admired your style and the way you dressed as well.

- Stan pulled him to the side one day to have a talk with him about you and he managed to convince the curly redhead to ask you to hangout at his place.

- The idea was that he was going to watch a whole marathon of Harry Potter movies with you considering the two of you were huge fans of the series.

- You were immediately down as soon as he asked. If anything, you were cheering to yourself about it.

- Now, you could put your plan in action.

- The truth was that you had thought of the Broflovski in many ways that would be considered beyond unholy.

- And the fact his parents were going out for the weekend you were coming over too did not help the ideas popping up in your head.

- When it came upon the day you were coming over, you decided to put on your sexiest outfit yet.

- A short tennis skirt, a laced spaghetti-strapped crop top, and a pair of thigh highs was enough to do the trick.

- You arrived at his place a couple of minutes early but just enough to where you didn’t look crazy, secretly wearing nothing underneath on purpose for him.

- He had paid Stan to babysit Ike for him that day too.

- You were not the only one plagued with not-so-innocent thoughts the entire week leading up to it. Kyle had some things planned out in his head as well. Technically, a mutual agreement without saying a word.

- Kyle was fast in opening the door for you and once he saw what you were in, the red on his face was more than visible.

- Obviously, he couldn’t hide the fact he was staring and definitely interested in the sight you were giving him.

- He locked every lock on that door as soon as you got inside.

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You hopped onto his couch the moment the warmth of the house enveloped you, causing you to sigh in content. The freezing temperatures of South Park made it impossible for a girl to get pretty but you weren’t letting that stop you. Your eyes landed back on Kyle who was dressed in a green long sleeve and brown pants.

His outfit was super cute, less risqué than yours, however, that did not matter. He still looked like a snack to you. And you were already willing to lunge for him. But, you kept your distance. For now.

The boy sat next to you and relaxed into the cushions along with, being the one to break the silence by complimenting what you were wearing, “I swear, you choose outfits that fit you too well sometimes.” Benefits of talking to a guy with brains was the way they word things. “You’re not helping my barely growing teenage brain here,” he added on as a joke. A part of you knew that he wasn’t entirely bluffing though.

This was proven when you glanced down at his lap to check if there was a sign and sure enough, a rising tent had appeared.

Kyle, quick to notice things, saw that you had peeked and grabbed for a pillow to sit it over his crotch. Embarrassed that he didn’t think of doing that as soon as his mind went south.

But, you weren’t going to ignore that. You couldn’t. Your eagerness was too much for you and the heat between your legs was screaming for you to get to moving. So, you huffed out, “I don’t think I want to help. I’m here for encouragement…” While scooting yourself to replace the pillow on his lap with your ass instead.

He tensed up, sucking a breath in, and using his hands to grip your hips. You could feel his boner poking your inner thigh, about to brush the spot you wanted it to the most which got you even more excited.

Kyle was just as excited, jabbering on as soon as you pressed down into him, “I was hoping you would say that. I didn’t think I could just be friends with you as much as I wouldn’t like to admit that…” His hips bucked upward into you repeatedly, rocking himself into a position where his hard-on could rub against you perfectly. Your eyes widened and a moan slipped out.

The front of his pants was starting to get wet from grinding up into your bare pussy, causing him to notice, and ask, “Are you wearing anything under that?” You shook your head no while biting your lip, moving one of your hands to grab your breast and the other to lift up your skirt.

He watched what you were doing with an aroused look to his green eyes, staring at your chest often. This gave you the idea to strip off your top and throw it to the floor.

What a good idea it was because it made Kyle leap to tug his pants off. His boxers followed with and out sprang his dick, hitting his chest from how hard it got. The freckled boy panted, a blush everywhere on his body, matching the color of his hair. He was unbelievably attractive like this.

You leaned down next to his ear to whisper while grabbing his shaft, “I’ve been wanting you inside me ever since Sophomore year.” Before pushing it inside of you and lowering yourself all the way down until you were sitting right on his v-line.

He shuddered and gripped onto you tightly, digging his head back into the couch from the pleasure that rushed through him at the warm, wet feeling wrapping around.

“You should’ve said something because I would’ve made that come true,” he said. That was the last thing that was spoken as the two of you got lost in sex. You began to bounce on him and he guided you to grind during the process. Your eyes drifting everywhere, going from dazing off at the wall, to looking at him without a single thought in the world other than how good he was making you feel.

Kyle was in the same state. Admiring you by skimming his hands across your sides and using his fingers to play with your nipples. After riding him for a couple of minutes and starting to sweat from the workout it was giving you, he flipped you to rest back onto the armrest.

He slowly rocked his dick into you, pushing into your walls, and digging for spots that made you gasp. His groans ended up being muffled into your neck as he buried himself in the crook of it, kissing against your skin, and creating hickies once he traveled enough.

During his slow fucking, he drifted his thumb over to your clit and rubbed it at a good pace that matched his thrusts. It had you constricting yourself around him until you were a shaking mess, cumming underneath his figure, and riding out the high with him.

The green-eyed boy pulled out when you finished, jerking himself off at a fast speed, and asking politely, “Can you open your mouth and level with it please?” Without hesitation, you lowered yourself to his dick and let him release all over your face.

You stuck your tongue out, feeling the sticky liquid decorate most of it before you swallowed the bit that landed there, looking up at him with a smile.

Both of you had to clean up more than watch movies after that, but that did not matter to you, whatsoever. The only thing that mattered from that point was the next weekend you had to plan with the Broflovski.

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#3 ; Kenny McCormick

The song that I thought fit this best :

Sexual Dynamic : Masc!Dom | Fem!Sub

What’s in here : Praise/ degrading kink, lots and lots of positions, public sex, and a creampie.

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- Well, well, well. What most of you’ve been waiting for. The guy that obviously will take no time in making you his fuck buddy!

- It’s pretty obvious that right away he made his intentions clear and he communicated them with no problem.

- And that’s exactly why you were into him.

- Kenny has an eye for girls that like to have a fun time and you happened to be one with a big reputation of rebellion.

- You loved ditching class, hating the kids, the work being too stressful, and all of the above was the reason why.

- And he was often caught back there as well. So, sooner or later, you came across each other on one of your breaks from the shitty school environment and took it together.

- Might have ended up in the mutual agreement of being FWB’s right then and there which lead to you giving the boy his first non-std infected blowjob.

- The thing that had gotten in your way, however, was the fact you had strict parents and this meant you had no way of getting out of the house to meet up with him.

- To make things worse and add the cherry on top, this started around the end of the school year and the both of you ended up having no way to contact each other because of this.

- Those two months for both you and Kenny were perhaps one of the most depressing periods of time in your life.

- After dealing with this, College had started and your parents began to let you have more freedom because you were becoming an adult.

- You were frustrated at the timing, the blonde-haired boy on the back of your mind the entire time they spoke to you about it. And the more you had longed to see him again.

- The first day of College arrived some time later and you had no idea what to expect.

- There was an uneasy feeling. You knew that Kenny wasn’t financially well off and you didn’t know if he was good grade-wise so it left you with the weight of finding out whether or not he was attending.

- Throughout the whole school day, you looked for him, high and low, low and high. Everywhere.

- He wasn’t in any single one of your classes. None of his friends were too. It seemed like all hope was lost and that the inevitable had happened.

- But, before you could end up back in that same pit of sadness, during the walk out of one of your classes to go to another; you passed by the stairs and someone grabbed you.

- Not knowing who it was, you put up a bit of a fight, losing pretty badly considering the person was quite strong, ending up behind the crevice of the stairs anyway.

- When you came face-to-face with the man that dragged you away, you squealed for joy.

- It was, of course, the McCormick.

- Both of you collided into a huge hug and stayed there for a while, cherishing each other’s warmth and smell.

- He’ll always have that faint smell of weed on him, but, it made him hotter in a way.

- It didn’t take long for the hug to turn into an elated talk.

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“Where have you been? How has life been treating you, Ken?” You asked while shoving his arm playfully, tilting your head to the side. He smirked at your behavior, finding it cute, before responding casually, “Honestly, it could be better. But, I’ve been doing okay. Now, that I’m getting to see my smokin’ hot babe again though, I think it’s more than great!” His nickname that he gave you made you crack up and blush at the same time.

Laughing along with you, he repeated the question, aiming it toward you this time. Your expression quickly dropped for a minute and when you remembered that he could pick up on that, you tried to play it off, “Oh, yeah! Uh, I’ve been okay too. Just been working my ass off in keeping my room clean so my parents won’t take my phone for the millionth time.”

A sigh left him hearing that and he clicked his tongue in disappointment, shaking his head side to side while leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. “Still dealing with them? Damn, I’m all for parents making sure their kids are doing what they’re supposed to and actually taking care of em’, but, when you’re practically shoving your nose in their ass, that’s a problem,” he complained.

You agreed, “Tell me about it.” Rolling your eyes, you copied his body language by leaning too. Having dealt with them being this way since twelve, he didn’t even know half of it.

Silence began to fall onto your ears as Kenny opted for staring at you other than continue the conversation, his blue eyes scanning down your body, ultimately going for his perverted tendencies by lingering on your breasts a little too long. You snickered in response to this, “Really? You’re going to stare? You know you have hands, right pretty boy?”

Teasing him was just what you needed to do to make him budge as the McCormick turned to pin you to the wall, leaning down to get to your eye level. He gave you a small, soft kiss on the lips before pulling away to began lifting your shirt up above your head with a retort, “You should watch what you’re saying or else you’re going to end up being humiliated in front of a whole bunch of people, [Y/N].” So, he was saying your name now?

You decided you wanted to see if he would go that far by testing him, snaking your hand up to his waistband before shoving it inside of his pants without any struggle. Starting to rub him through his boxers right away, Kenny let out a grunt and pressed his forehead against yours while his brows furrowed.

Your voice lowered only for him to hear what you were telling him, “Do it. Fuck me so hard that everybody will know who’s screwing me that good.” His breath got shaky at that and you felt his cock throb in your hold.

He started tugging at his pants, bringing them down to his ankles along with his underwear from how eager he was after hearing what you said. A feeling of regret haunted you for a second when you glanced at the size of him, forgetting how huge he was until you got to see it in front of you.

But, that was overshadowed by how horny it also made you. Your own shorts were being thrown to the ground with the rest of the clothes. Eventually, leaving you both naked in front of each other.

Kenny was the quickest into getting in action, massaging your tits with both of his hands while moving his mouth to latch onto your neck. He made a couple of hickies working his way to your collarbone, running his fingers from your nipple to what’s in between your legs to rub your clit in circles for a minute.

Getting bored with this, he switched it up by continuously kissing lower and lower. Still sucking on certain spots to get it to bruise. He was marking you up and you were enjoying every single one. You moaned softly, trying to keep quiet, but loud enough for him to hear. After all, you didn’t want to actually get spotted doing this with him and end up expelled.

When he got to your pussy, his arms slid into the crevices of your thighs before he lifted both of them, spreading them across the wall. Then his mouth put all of the attention onto it.

Kenny licked your folds repeatedly at first to get a taste of your juices, gliding his tongue over your sensitive bud, and swirling it in a pattern to get you to make more noises for him. You were restless, grinding up into his face, and tugging onto his hair the moment he got to flicking side-to-side.

He went at it for a couple, causing you to cover your mouth midway through because of how much your voice was raising. It felt amazing. Like you were floating from how good his technique was.

Covering you with his spit from how messy he ate you out, you jutted your hips up and began to grind on his face. Around his mouth was a mess, spreading to his nose, and cheeks. He looked deep into your eyes the whole time he did it and switched to sucking your clit for the finale.

The blonde-haired boy got you to cum from that alone. Letting you roll on him like he was your new personal chair and smother his head with your thighs until pure bliss was the one thing showing in his expression.

Your juices spilled onto him, some landing where his dick was which worked out for lubrication in the long run. He stood back up, glistening in the sun from all the wetness, telling you with a smooth tone, “Turn around for me and put that ass up, baby.”

With shaky legs from the orgasm you had, you did what he said and bent over, your cheek pressed up on the cold bumpy surface. “Look at that… You’re being such a good little whore for your best friend,” Kenny cooed while grabbing your head and pushing you up against it; positioning himself with your entrance and sliding in easily. The both of you moaned out in satisfaction.

You had been waiting for him to do this to you for so long. And it didn’t hurt as bad as you thought it would. In fact, the big size and girth gave you the feeling of being full.

He sent loud slaps through the wall once he rammed his first set of thrusts into you, being fucked aggressively in doggy style despite you not being far from your peers and a death sentence from your parents.

The wet sounds mixing along with it didn’t help. And you were so sensitive that it made it impossible for you to hold your breath. The whining, yelps, and panting all at a high enough pitch that it was beginning to echo. You were going to get caught if he didn’t finish soon. Both of you would. But, for some reason, that didn’t sound as threatening as it should.

Your sense of danger was dulled from how hard he was railing you. And how turned on you were from it. Like he had molded you into being stupid for the time being.

You raked your nails on the wall and arched your back more, pleading out to him, “Faster, Kenny! Please, hurry up… I don’t want to get in trouble!” He paused as if he wasn’t expecting to hear that, but responded once it registered, “Okay, though you asked for this…”

Quickening his pace, your eyes shut and you used your hand to muffle yourself by biting onto it, crying out from his dick practically reaching into your stomach. He groaned, watching the display for himself to memorize, and slightly impressed at how dirty this hook-up was. You were going to be his favorite, for sure.

His end began to near around the time the bell was about to ring again, people about to fill the halls any second now while you’re being pummeled by the biggest pervert in school. You murmured curses quietly, feeling him grab both of your wrists while chasing his high as fast as he could. Tears left your eyes when Kenny finally reached it.

He didn’t pull out. Instead, he fucked his jizz inside of you and pumped every last drop he could. “Fuck! Fuck, that’s right… Take as much as you fucking can.” His dirty words were like music to your ears and the way his cum filled you to the brim made you hum. Drool dripping down the side of your mouth from how out of it you were.

Although, he was put in a tricky situation considering you could no longer walk and he possibly could’ve got you pregnant, a huge derpy smile stayed on Kenny’s face for the rest of the time he was with you. No one had seen him that happy ever. So, there was a lot of questions you had to answer when the boy ended up confessing that it was because of you. Who knew it was so hard to keep a secret with the McCormick.

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#4 ; Craig Tucker

The song that I thought fit this best :

Sexual Dynamic : Masc!Sub | Masc!Dom

What’s in here : Yandere Craig (doing it cause I felt like it), mentions of murder, rough/painful sex, and a cumshot with a creampie.

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- Well fuck, this guy had known you for so long that he could barely remember when he first met you.

- But, that didn’t mean you two were close.

- You were simply friends from afar before ending up complete nobodies to each other around the time college came about.

- Or that’s what you thought.

- Craig had only stopped talking to you, he didn’t completely stop from hanging around you.

- Meaning that he would often drop by the places he knew you were hanging around to sit nearby and watch what you would do.

- This wouldn’t be creepy if it weren’t for the fact that the only place you liked to be inside was your dorm room. So, he was watching you from your window.

- It was easy for him considering the two of you were neighbors and whenever he wasn’t occupied with his love life, he’d be lost in staring at you playing the guitar or even go as far as watching you change.

- At some point, his infatuation with you peaked after coming across a late night masturbation session you were having, forgetting to close the blinds which let him have access to the scene.

- You had no shirt on, your pants barely above your knees, watching something on your computer screen. And his body was quick to react when he looked down.

- He got an idea to bring out his camera and record you, taking the moment to have fun himself.

- After jerking off and cumming around the same time with you, muttering your name in the middle of it, he knew he wasn’t going to be able to sit beside and just watch you forever.

- With an entire month of constantly recording you, breaking into your room and taking some of your clothes. Even stealing pencils that you broke out of boredom from the trash to keep in his drawer and watching you get drunk until you hooked up with random woman. Craig spiraled downward into an unhealthy obsession.

- He couldn’t stand it when seeing you flirt with girls despite knowing that you had no knowledge of his existence.

- If you took them home or went home with them, they would end up missing the next day.

- Craig didn’t know why he did it. He just simply felt the motive. Maybe it was because they were girls and he was a boy or maybe because he was in love with you. Honestly, he didn’t want to think on it.

- It got out that some of these woman were disappearing around your area and you ended up finding out it was the ones you hooked up with when the police were at your door.

- You were questioned and put as the number one suspect because you were the last person seen with them. And this confused and scared you badly.

- The police were convinced you were telling the truth by the way you reacted to the interrogation. Answering all of their questions sincerely, even telling them details of that night you had with them but not going too far to where it was weird.

- Also, the devastation on your face was easy to see. So they left you alone.

- However, this haunted you and you became desperate on trying to find out more about what happened to the girls by asking around. As well as waiting for more information from the investigation.

- The black-haired boy had to keep a low profile after and thanked himself for dumping the bodies in the lake further ahead of time.

- He was oddly disappointed in himself because of what he had done. Not because he had taken the lives away from innocent girls, but because he made your life become so hectic and had you go through so much stress.

- After the ordeal was dying down and the cops were coming to a dead end, the cases went cold and Craig went about his daily life of stalking you once again.

- You did not come back from this okay. Actually, it lead you to distancing from people romantically and sexually because you were afraid they would disappear.

- Landing you in therapy to get over the traumatic experience and depression that was swallowing you whole. Making you lose all of your friends and end up alone.

- And who would’ve known that Craig happened to need to go to the same therapist too? After his parents had found him talking to a wall and carving an initial into himself, your initial.

- He was admitted out of self harm. But, really, he was coping with the fact he couldn’t follow you during the search for the kidnapper of your flings.

- This gave him an opportunity to get to know you though as you crossed paths often when waiting in the lobby for appointments.

- One day, he told himself he was going to try and greet you. It should be easy because you both used to know each other, right?

- But this lead to him dodging it as soon as he got near you.

- You could be thirty feet away and Craig was standing there, panicking in his head, his face the exact opposite with barely any emotion present. Contradicting his stoicism, his heartbeat was racing.

- Your eyes had glanced over and ended up locking with his, raising a brow like you were questioning him.

- Then he saw you get up and began to head over to him.

- He became extremely nervous and excited all at the same time, clearing his throat and taking a deep breath to ready himself before you were right in front of him.

- His blue eyes were intense and burrowed themselves into your head as you got to finally talk to the guy you’d been seeing around.

- Might have been an socializing assignment your therapist gave you so you can repair your relationship with people. Fucked up considering he’s the one that ruined it in the first place.

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“I remember you! You’re the guy that lived in my neighborhood! Your name’s Craig, right?” You gave him a chipper smile, taking off your headphones to rest them on your shoulders. Craig had froze and stared at you blankly before rushing to find something to respond with, “Uh, yeah, I happen to be that guy.” It came out more awkward than he had wanted it to but who could blame him? He was talking to the boy he had been immensely infatuated with for months now who was acting extremely casual.

You laughed in victory at the correct guess and placed out a hand for him to shake, telling him why you approached, “That’s great! I had been looking for some more friends actually as I’ve went through something a little while ago and it’s left me a bit lonely. You think you could be my friend?”

He didn’t know how to register what you were saying but he wasn’t upset about it in the slightest. Although, his mind wasn’t concluding this as you two being ‘friends’. Grabbing your hand, he shook it and forgot to not put so much force, ending up yanking you a little too forward.

Your face collided with his chest due to losing your balance, making him catch you, and help you regain it by making you hug him. It didn’t help that you were at his height too because as soon as you pulled back, your nose was almost touching his. His eyes were back to burning themselves into yours, an electric feeling running through you at the moment. ‘Why did he look at me like that?’ you wondered, ‘Like I’m the most interesting thing in the world.’

Craig had to hold himself back from doing anything stupid and last minute, tensing up and slowly getting you to move back to where you were by grabbing both of your shoulders. You blinked rapidly and muttered out an apology, “My bad, I didn’t mean to fall into you and stay there, you just got really pretty eyes man.” That wasn’t a lie, you did think the color was super nice to look at.

But this compliment hit him way harder than it should’ve. And he found himself beginning to blush, blurting out a compliment back before he could think, “So are yours.”

The both of you were becoming flustered, looking at each other for a minute until you thought of another topic to talk about, trying to save yourself from spawning a crush on the guy. “So, what do you like to do in your spare time?” you went for that. And instead of answering, he asked you another question, “Do you smoke?”

Your eyes went wide as you watched him reach into his pocket and pull out a blunt the size of a finger, staring at it in disbelief. This was the weirdest interaction you’ve had yet. And how did he know that you were okay with that? And smoked weed? Did you smell like it? All these questions ran through your head but at some point, you had to answer him, and free drugs were a hard thing to come by, so you were honest, “Yeah, I do.”

A part of you felt pumped about it while another was a bit weirded out. However, you forgot about it quickly as soon as the blue-eyed man started walking away. You began to follow behind him, keeping up enough to watch his back the entire way, and admiring the trees every second or so when you got bored.

It was quiet. Not a word exchanged between them. That was because Craig was over his head. He was piecing something together in his thoughts, forming a plan, one that wasn’t what you would call sane. But, that was because he simply wasn’t. He couldn’t pretend like he hadn’t been thinking of you in a certain way for a long time. Like he hadn’t killed for you because of it.

As he lead you to a nearby alleyway he went to when he wanted to watch you in private, his back turned and he was facing you again. This place was damp and dark, the smell not the best, but it was away from society. And that was perfect for this.

The ravenette rested against the wall and lifted the blunt in between his fingers to rest right on his lips before reaching into his pocket to pull out a lighter. He lit the end of it, resting the flame on the tip for a couple of seconds as he sucked in a huge cloud that left his mouth the second he blew it out.

Holding it out to you afterward, a trail of smoke drifted from the cherry while you took it in your own two fingers. You took a hit from it just like he did, knowing that this was a really good kind as soon as you tasted how smooth the bud was. Your eyes closed and you held it in for five seconds before letting it out until all the air escaped your lungs so you didn’t die from coughing.

Hissing through your teeth, you ended up still letting out a grunt and cleared your throat to ease the burn in the back of your throat. “Shit, that’s a pretty good strain, what is it?” you asked in the middle of your struggle.

Craig took another drag and doubled it while responding nonchalantly like it was nothing, “It’s called Azul. I grew it.” He glanced down at the blunt to check on its burning status and decided it needed another light.

After getting it bright again, he handed it back to you and let you take a couple more puffs, putting his hands in his pockets. An impressed look crossed your face and what he said piqued your curiosity, you asked like you didn’t believe him, “Really?? You’re a grower? Don’t you go to my school and dorms?” It seemed you were going to get along with this guy way more than you thought you would.

More time passed as the two of you progressively got higher and higher each pass, ending up with you laughing contagiously at a joke he had made about a lady that passed by. You would’ve normally quietly chuckled and try to contain it because of how mean it was as you didn’t want to feel bad. But, the state you were in was more than relaxed.

A small smile appeared on Craig while he watched you lose it, “Dude! That’s so messed up… Come on!” You hit his arm and rested your head on his shoulder from being out of it, mumbling into his sweater. He put out the blunt then because he knew that any more would be way too much. Once you got to lift your head and rest your chin on him, he turned his toward you.

He looked down, so close that you could feel his breath brushing against you, and that made your heart stop. Muttering quietly, his questions took a turn that you didn’t expect, “Have you ever kissed a guy before?” Almost instantly, you could feel your dick starting to rise, causing you to cover it with your hand while responding in an unsure tone, “No…”

When your eyes flickered down to his lips after the mention of it though, he was fast to press them against yours. You didn’t resist but you didn’t return it either. Letting him softly kiss you before he pulled away to conclude, “Now you have. How did it feel?”

It was like the oxygen had left you. You couldn’t wrap your mind around why you liked that so much. And the fact he tasted like raspberries was not helping. Was a guy really going to be the one that gave you the best kiss of your life?

He frowned when you took forever to answer, sighing through his nose, and pulling away with a rejected tone, “Fuck, well, sorry I made you question your sexuality, [Y/N].” Before he could get far, you grabbed his collar and made him go back to where he was but ended up overestimating how far you were tugging him. He stumbled forward and pushed you up against the wall, both of his hands landing on both sides of your head to catch himself while your noses touched.

Craig held a glare with you, confused. He didn’t understand why you weren’t saying anything but also refusing to kiss him back as well. Were you into it? Did you want to? You still couldn’t open your mouth to put it into words, in denial about what was happening. But, you gave him something to let him know that it wasn’t bad by returning the kiss gently.

You were barely brushing up into him like you were shy of the action. And he understood that it was because you hadn’t done it in a while so he savored what he could. You were kissing him. Finally, he had gotten what he wanted. He was the one locking lips with you. Not anybody else.

His hands drifted to your sides, slowly moving to your waist so he could hook his fingers at the bottom of your shirt. Knowing where this was going, a knot formed in your throat and you placed your hands on his chest to push him away. “I don’t know if I can go that far,” you finally said something. It wasn’t because you didn’t want to. It was because you couldn’t stop worrying about his safety. All that you could think about was his name in the news headlines and pictures of his chullo hat covered in blood laying in some bushes.

Your breathing went out of control and he could tell you were about to go into a panic attack, wrapping his arms around you as soon as he saw the signs, remembering them from the times you were in your dorm room crying about the interrogation months ago.

There was that guilty feeling in his chest. It made his heart heavy. He didn’t want you to feel like this. Especially when all this worry was for nothing. So, he decided to mumble out the best reassurance he could think of, “I don’t know what’s going on with you. I have no idea what had happened to that friendship we had for a minute back then too. You’ve been out of the loop for quite a while, [Y/N].” He moved back to stare directly at you with sincerity in his voice, “All I know is that kissing someone has never felt so right and if I could, can I make you feel safe enough to trust me with your body for tonight?”

That was the most convincing someone has ever been. And this high helped you calm yourself while using the breathing techniques your therapist gave. You bit your bottom lip before sighing out in frustration, looking around at where you were, and then exclaiming, “Fine! But, can we please do it somewhere else other than a fucking disgusting alleyway?”

Craig stared at you like you were crazy until his face twisted from holding back laughter, ending up bursting at the seams anyway as it sputtered out of him. “You’re right. This isn’t the place to be screwing a pretty boy like you,” he slyly said as he began to head out of the alleyway. You ran after him, trying to brush off what he said but still feeling the butterflies flutter in your stomach.

Eventually, the two of you made it inside of your dorm room, the Tucker locking the door behind you with a snide remark, “So, are you going to answer my question from earlier? How was kissing a boy for the first time?”

You forgot about that. Your mind flashing back to the memory of the kiss, vividly remember how soft his lips were, and how patient he was in his pace. He was aggressive but soft. A perfect mixture. Snapping out of it, you stammered out, “I hadn’t kissed someone in quite a while… Or well, a girl. And it was always quick-paced like they were in a rush to get to the good parts. But with you… Well, with a boy, it was like you couldn’t get enough. That, I think, made it practically impassable.”

What you said made Craig sit in your computer chair and stare at you in awe, reaching his hand up to pull off his hat, and placing it down on your desk. He reached out his hand for yours now and murmured, “Come over here and sit.” You walked over to him and took it, about to actually prop yourself down onto his lap before he stopped you right as you were. “Wait. I need to fix something,” he said as he went to unbutton your pants.

Taking in a sharp inhale through your nose , his hands wasted no time in tugging them off along with your boxers. “Fuck, you move fast. Hold on, let me prepare myself at least,” you sounded embarrassed and you were because your hard-on was so visible. He chuckled at that, “Okay then. I’ll get myself undressed while you can work on getting those off.”

Your eyes couldn’t help but get a look at Craig starting to take his jacket and shirt off, automatically checking him out, and to your surprise, he was pretty built. He noticed you staring and teased, “If you want to see all of it, get to moving, I want to see you too.” That was a bargain you couldn’t say no to, holding your breath as you gripped around the hem of your boxers.

Then you pulled them off, letting them fall to your ankles, tugging your shirt off afterward to get it out of the way. The only thing left on you was your socks and the same was for him a couple of seconds later.

He eyed you up and down with his blue orbs, reaching for your wrist, and pulling you back into touching your knees with his. Both of his hands placed onto your shoulders and began lowering you down until you were coming face-to-face with his huge dick, watching it twitch with a slightly ajar mouth.

“You’re going to have to get it wet if you want to go any further, pretty boy,” he whispered, grabbing your chin to guide your mouth toward him. You couldn’t believe you were doing this, opening wide before taking the tip and wrapping your lips around it. Craig grunted and put a hand on your head, gripping onto your hair to deal with the pleasure.

The texture was different than you expected to feel on your tongue but it was also satisfying in a way. And it didn’t take long for you to get into swallowing most of his length, easing it into your throat, and tasting the saltiness of his pre-cum the more you sucked.

Grabbing harder onto you, he moved his hips upward and made all of his dick go down into your mouth. This caused you to gag and jolt backward, coughing and making a face at him. “What the fuck, man,” you angrily said and got back up onto your feet.

However, Craig was extremely impatient by this point and he could no longer hold up the soft facade he had with you anymore. He stood up with you and within seconds, you were slammed down into your bed while his hand dug into your neck, tightening around your throat to make you choke more than you had on him.

Noises squeaked out of you while the air was leaving you, his other hand positioning himself to your ass and spitting on it to get you ready. He rubbed it around and made you shudder, having never been touched there which caused it to feel super sensitive.

He made both of your legs wrap around his waist once his tip began to push inside, slowly stretching your hole out as you grabbed his wrist to try and pull his hand off of you. It hurt so bad. His size bigger than most so it made it almost numbing the more he slid into you. Your eyes were struggling to stay open as you were close to passing out from the loss of oxygen.

That’s what made him stop. He removed his hand from your neck and balled up both of them into fists, punching them into the pillow your head was resting on while rearing his hips back. He made his entire dick slide out before forcing it back in, making it feel like he was tearing your ass apart from the roughness. You screamed out, “FUCK! CRAIG! WAIT! WAIT, IT HURTS!”

Slapping a hand to cover your mouth, he continued to ram himself over and over into you, watching you take him with several groans slipping out. He was frantic in his movements and made your bed sound like it was about to give up underneath the strength he put into fucking you.

He made you forget about the anxiety alright. Letting you know why you didn’t have to be afraid of him being taken away but rather be afraid of him altogether. At the same time, you were being fucked into liking it. The sweat, slapping from the colliding of skin, and the shaking of your legs set up the perfect scenery for him. He got to see you fucked out underneath him, because of him, all for him. And that was all he needed.

Leaning into your neck, he finally came to a slow pace and rocked up into your walls, gliding his fingers down your chest to play with your tip and the pre-cum on it. Craig was giving you a break, wrapping his palm around the base of your dick until he was pumping it up and down at the exact pace he was thrusting into you. The combined pleasure was enough to get you to moan out in relief, “Much better… Oh, god, that’s much better…”

Another rare smile lifted the corners of his mouth as he moaned with you, burying all of his length for a moment before pulling back again to quicken his speed. “That’s what happens when you’re being a good fuck toy,” he praised. Jerking you off faster and faster as well.

You buried your head into the pillow and felt him start to kiss around your Adam’s apple, littering them around until his teeth brushed around a spot that made you jump. When he found it, he bit into the sensitive area and that caused everything in you to unravel. Your cum shot out on your chest and landed in between his fingers, spreading across his hand, and some even getting on his lower stomach.

He continued to rail himself in you for another long minute before reaching his end alongside you, the warm fluid escaping him with a loud growl, “[Y/N]! Shit… You’re so.. fucking… perfect.” Once he was finished completely and everything had emptied out into your hole, he slid his dick out. Letting the cum spill out onto your sheets while collapsing next to you to rest. The both of you stared at each other in a daze for the last moments you managed to stay awake and as you were about to pass out, Craig had confessed to you, “I think I love you…”

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Sorry for any errors or misspellings! I had tried to rush through this little thing when I saw it was getting too long so progressively, it might’ve got worse. But, this is overall what I’ve been working on for a couple and I hope you enjoyed!

Stick around for some more if you want! I got plenty where that came from. And if you like the other fandoms I’m interested in, you would definitely want to follow. I’ll be releasing a lot of those soon!

[bl4ckros3s]

how I feel about gravity falls ships (pines twins edition)!:

younger pines twins:

dipper x pacifica: I love this ship so much!!! They complete each other!!! Practically canon.

mabel x pacifica: they would be the best sugar and salt couple ever!! Love this!!!

mabel x gideon: nope. Gideon is too manipulative and pushy and doesn’t match her, but I am curious about someone that would like gideon and gideon would like them back.

dipper x wendy: if dipper were the same age as wendy then obviously, but if he isn’t, then it’s a no.

dipper x bill: I literally gagged writing that. No way. Even though dipper is like ford in several, he can’t be swayed as easily as him and has a problem trusting people he’s just met. And bill would literally appear out of nowhere in his dreams. He’d call bs to that.

dipper x mabel: 🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️ get the hell away from me. Ur ass don’t deserve this show😡

older pines twins edition:

ford x bill: YESSSSS. A HUNDRED PERCENT YESSSS. NO ONE WILL EVER BE ABLE TO SWAY ME INTO THINKING ANYTHING ELSE. THEY WERE TOGETHER. THEY BELONG TOGETHER. IT IS CANON.

ford x fiddleford: they would be the cutest couple ever. Forehead kisses and holding hands and talking about being nerds together. Such couple goals💕💕

stan x fiddleford: bonded over a egotistical and self centered ford who treated them badly. Can one hundred percent see this happening after ford was thrown into the portal.

stan x bill: it wouldn’t work out. They’re both con artists and can see through each other’s tricks. But that could also be something that they bond over so I kinda don’t know…..

bonus: I’m a fan of toh and gf, so stan x eda. It would be fuckin hilarious if eda was the woman that stan married in Vegas. They would definitely bond platonically now because they both got a chance to be someone’s parental figure. They’re both big softies in the heart and willing to do anything to protect their families. But just me, if I got someone as hot as eda, she won’t be able to get rid of me…. Rose x eda forever…

I felt like writing an essay because well—I’m very bored and enjoy procrastinating.

[stuffnthangsss]

Gravity Falls x Percy Jackson: GF Characters as Demigods (Pines)

So I was watching the love god episode and then started thinking about gravity falls characters as demigods in the Percy Jackson universe (obsession with Epic the Musical came back, so PJO obsession tangentially as well). But this is what I was thinking! Might do art of this, idk yet.

Mabel as an Apollo kid!! Her artsy-ness and sunshine disposition sold it for me. So many crafts and making the stan wax statue! A sweater that *lights* up? I mean, cmon.

Her love of music and dance!

Also, Apollo deals with archery and I think her grappling hook skills could carry over to that? Like once she gets to Camp Half-Blood?

The other possibility for Mabel I thought of was a kid of Aphrodite bc of her love for love. Also, I think Mabel can be persuasive with her words (like Stan ig) so I can see charm speak for her.

EDIT: Apollo is also the god of plagues and this point is a stretch but it’s kinda a connection to Mabel accidentally causing weirdmaggedeon?

Oh Quora also says Apollo was a caretaker of cattle and sheep which reminds me of that short where Mabel helps the 8 legged cow escape!! Omg. Tell me she wouldn’t get along extremely well with Bessie the ophiotaurus from PJO.

Then, I thought of Stan and at first I was like, he could be a centaur like Chiron?? BUT then I thought of the angsty idea of him being a Hermes kid!

Stan being kind of crook and thus a child of the god of THIEVES/TRADE/WEALTH/MERCHANTS/TRICKERY/mischief/cunning?? It works.

Hermes also being a “protector” and one of Stan’s biggest character traits is being a natural protector.

Tumblr doesn’t let me post more than 10 photos smh so this’ll be split into 3 parts!!

Click here for Pt. 2, Pt. 3 (More on Stan + Ford, then Dip!), Pt. 4 (Soos, Wendy, Robbie, Pacifica), Pt. 5 (Fiddleford & Lil Gideon).

Pls, PLS share ur thoughts <33.

[sunny-ssunset]

Choose your character!

Yandere South park x reader

dividers by pinterest

Level one!

Masterlist!

I'm so sorry i found refering to someone as a bad boy is so cringe. AGED UP

TW: MENTIONS OF DEATH

"Hey! You must be new here! I'm Nichole, I've been enrolled here for about a year now, So maybe I can show you around?" She beams at you, awaiting your decision.

>Go with nichole

>Choose to go on your own

"Oh... You want to look around on you own? No I think you'll need someone like me to show you around" Nichole's smile seemed to fade a little bit.

>Go with Nichole

>go on your own

"No I really think you should come with me, come on it will try and be fun" Her attitude becomes more desperate. She tries to take your hand

>GO WITH NICHOLE

>go on your own

"I swear to fucking god Y/n L/n you will come with me right fucking now or I'll make you fuckiņ̵̵̘̲͚̺͐̉ͧ̕͟͡͝_̴̸̴̨̞̤ͦ̏͆̓̋ͅg̴̘̦̣̥ͯ͒ͥͥͬ͢͜͡ r̨̩̽͡ȩ̘͓̻̺̠̘̠̱͎̥̳̲̪͒̈́ͬͮ͒͑͌̏ͮ̈́ͥ̐̐̉͌̐̕͡͠͠͠ͅg̢̬̝͇̙͚̿ͦ̉̐̃͂̈́̃͑̏͡_̶̴̧̻̝͙̳̞͉͔͕̺͙̺̬̤̺ͤ̒̀ͣ͌ͫͫ͐͜ř̴̢̡͚̹̖͔͎̭͔͍̣̥̖͎̠̜͐͛̋͊̐͑̊̑̍̓ͩ̇͋͊͟͞͝ͅȩ̸̸̶̢̻͉̠͎̟̞͇̤̺̼͚̤̻ͧ̏̒̋̈́̔͊̉̏̂̊͡ͅͅt̷̸̢̧̢̨̢̺͎͎͇̰̰̤͍̙̭̱͕̼͕̻̞̠̭̊̔ͪ͋ͥ̎̌̃͛ͧͩͮ̂ͯ̊ͬ̕͞͞ i̵̷̶̧͖̱͇͙̙̿̀ͮ̽̂́͐̀̕͘̚ͅͅ_̛͙̩̣̏͂̆͑̽͗̒͠_ͥţ̸͍͍͓̭̗͕̯̮̻̼͕͍͔̌ͩ̃ͥ̔ͨͦ͋̏ͧ̅ͨ̎͝͠͠͝ͅ"

i dont remember putting my last name in...

>GO WITH NICHOLE.

>OR DIE

G̵̶̰̠̼̱̼̞̯̤̱͙͍̲̖̟ͨ̄ͧ͆ͫ́̿̈ͦ̆̀͘ͅƠ̵̵̧͉͚̺͖̝̝̤̦͈̲͍̗̗̩̯̄ͧ͗̄̄͛̃́́ͩ̈̽͊́̏̾̉ͣ̀̈ͤͫ͜͢͝ W̝̟̖̣̿Į̴̵̨̛͕̠̳̱͎̟̘̞̃ͦ̏͒̐ͣ̈́̽ͬͪͥ͆͂ͨͩͩͯ͘̕͢͡͠T̵̶̡͓̯͔̼̗̱͉̟͍̭͕̦̩̬̰̪͈̯͕ͣ͊̈ͨ͑ͧͣ̐̾̓ͥͣ̒̚͜͢͜͜͠͞ͅ_̠̣̏H̨̼͔̜̫̠̖̝̗͑̐̏̑ͯ̍̋̑ͦ̄ͥ̉̓̑̉̚͜͜ Ṉ̷̛̱̹̙̰̪͙̦̙̙ͫ͑̒ͬ̃͗͛ͩ͜͠_̛͓̲͇̘͔͙͕ͥ̒̆͘I̶̸̴̛̻̥̹̻͉̳̱̩̲̓́ͥ́͋͊̓̀̚͢C̴̢̢̺̲̙̱̩̗̩͓̔́̓ͪͨ̆̒̽H̴̹̀͆̅͛̈́̀͠O̵̸̷̴̢̹̘̬͉̹̲̩͎̘̭̹̙͙̼̔́̃̋̄͌̂̑̔̑̅̃̓̕͢͟͞L̷̤̞̤̟̼̮̬̝͙̅ͣͪ͊ͩ͆͆̾ͫ͡Ę̷̶̢̛̲͈̮͈̯̰̦͇̙̹̘̳̖͖̣̺͙ͨ͆ͮͩͯ͐̇͂ͪ͑̒ͩ̈́̎ͩ̕͘͢͡͞͠

G̵̶̰̠̼̱̼̞̯̤̱͙͍̲̖̟ͨ̄ͧ͆ͫ́̿̈ͦ̆̀͘ͅƠ̵̵̧͉͚̺͖̝̝̤̦͈̲͍̗̗̩̯̄ͧ͗̄̄͛̃́́ͩ̈̽͊́̏̾̉ͣ̀̈ͤͫ͜͢͝ W̝̟̖̣̿Į̴̵̨̛͕̠̳̱͎̟̘̞̃ͦ̏͒̐ͣ̈́̽ͬͪͥ͆͂ͨͩͩͯ͘̕͢͡͠T̵̶̡͓̯͔̼̗̱͉̟͍̭͕̦̩̬̰̪͈̯͕ͣ͊̈ͨ͑ͧͣ̐̾̓ͥͣ̒̚͜͢͜͜͠͞ͅ_̠̣̏H̨̼͔͑̐̏̑ͯ̍̋̑ͦ̚͜��̜̫̠̖̝̗ͥ̉̓̑̉͜ Ṉ̷̛̱̹̙̰̪͙̦̙̙ͫ͑̒ͬ̃͗͛ͩ͜͠_̛͓̲͇̘͔͙͕ͥ̒̆͘I̶̸̴̛̻̥̹̻͉̳̱̩̲̓́ͥ́͋͊̓̀̚͢C̴̢̢̺̲̙̱̩̗̩͓̔́̓ͪͨ̆̒̽H̴̹̀͆̅͛̈́̀͠O̵̸̷̴̢̹̘̬͉̹̲̩͎̘̭̹̙͙̼̔́̃̋̄͌̂̑̔̑̅̃̓̕͢͟͞L̷̤̞̤̟̼̮̬̝͙̅ͣͪ͊ͩ͆͆̾ͫ͡Ę̷̶̢̛̲͈̮͈̯̰̦͇̙̹̘̳̖͖̣̺͙ͨ͆ͮͩͯ͐̇͂ͪ͑̒ͩ̈́̎ͩ̕͘͢͡͞͠

G̵̶̰̠̼̱̼̞̯̤̱͙͍̲̖̟ͨ̄ͧ͆ͫ́̿̈ͦ̆̀͘ͅƠ̵̵̧͉͚̺͖̝̝̤̦͈̲͍̗̗̩̯̄ͧ͗̄̄͛̃́́ͩ̈̽͊́̏̾̉ͣ̀̈ͤͫ͜͢͝ W̝̟̖̣̿Į̴̵̨̛͕̠̳̱͎̟̘̞̃ͦ̏͒̐ͣ̈́̽ͬͪͥ͆͂ͨͩͩͯ͘̕͢͡͠T̵̶̡͓̯͔̼̗̱͉̟͍̭͕̦̩̬̰̪͈̯͕ͣ͊̈ͨ͑ͧͣ̐̾̓ͥͣ̒̚͜͢͜͜͠͞ͅ_̠̣̏H̨̼͔̜̫̠̖̝̗͑̐̏̑ͯ̍̋̑ͦ̄ͥ̉̓̑̉̚͜͜ Ṉ̷̛̱̹̙̰̪͙̦̙̙ͫ͑̒ͬ̃͗͛ͩ͜͠_̛͓̲͇̘͔͙͕ͥ̒̆͘I̶̸̴̛̻̥̹̻͉̳̱̩̲̓́ͥ́͋͊̓̀̚͢C̴̢̢̺̲̙̱̩̗̩͓̔́̓ͪͨ̆̒̽H̴̹̀͆̅͛̈́̀͠O̵̸̷̴̢̹̘̬͉̹̲̩͎̘̭̹̙͙̼̔́̃̋̄͌̂̑̔̑̅̃̓̕͢͟͞L̷̤̞̤̟̼̮̬̝͙̅ͣͪ͊ͩ͆͆̾ͫ͡Ę̷̶̢̛̲͈̮͈̯̰̦͇̙̹̘̳̖͖̣̺͙ͨ͆ͮͩͯ͐̇͂ͪ͑̒ͩ̈́̎ͩ̕͘͢͡͞͠

G̵̶̰̠̼̱̼̞̯̤̱͙͍̲̖̟ͨ̄ͧ͆ͫ́̿̈ͦ̆̀͘ͅƠ̵̵̧͉͚̺͖̝̝̤̦͈̲͍̗̗̩̯̄ͧ͗̄̄͛̃́́ͩ̈̽͊́̏̾̉ͣ̀̈ͤͫ͜͢͝ W̝̟̖̣̿Į̴̵̨̛͕̠̳̱͎̟̘̞̃ͦ̏͒̐ͣ̈́̽ͬͪͥ͆͂ͨͩͩͯ͘̕͢͡͠T̵̶̡͓̯͔̼̗̱͉̟͍̭͕̦̩̬̰̪͈̯͕ͣ͊̈ͨ͑ͧͣ̐̾̓ͥͣ̒̚͜͢͜͜͠͞ͅ_̠̣̏H̨̼͔̜̫̠̖̝̗͑̐̏̑ͯ̍̋̑ͦ̄ͥ̉̓̑̉̚͜͜ Ṉ̷̛̱̹̙̰̪͙̦̙̙ͫ͑̒ͬ̃͗͛ͩ͜͠_̛͓̲͇̘͔͙͕ͥ̒̆͘I̶̸̴̛̻̥̹̻͉̳̱̩̲̓́ͥ́͋͊̓̀̚͢C̴̢̢̺̲̙̱̩̗̩͓̔́̓ͪͨ̆̒̽H̴̹̀͆̅͛̈́̀͠O̵̸̷̴̢̹̘̬͉̹̲̩͎̘̭̹̙͙̼̔́̃̋̄͌̂̑̔̑̅̃̓̕͢͟͞L̷̤̞̤̟̼̮̬̝͙̅ͣͪ͊ͩ͆͆̾ͫ͡Ę̷̶̢̛̲͈̮͈̯̰̦͇̙̹̘̳̖͖̣̺͙ͨ͆ͮͩͯ͐̇͂ͪ͑̒ͩ̈́̎ͩ̕͘͢͡͞͠

"Great! I'm pretty popular so I know alot about everyone!" Nichole smiles, taking your hand as she guides you through the halls.

"This is the principals office, You should go here if you need to ŕ̸̳͕̫̰̰͐̋̈̑̅̇̈͢͡͠͞ḛ̸̻̮̙͆s̶̮̃͛̒͠e̗̮̩̖͈̝͇̳̻ͣ̾t, but we wont need that." Her grip becomes painful.

"Ooh! This is the cafèteria. I mean lots of people end up eating in their dorms or cars and stuff so its kinda pointless." Nichole giggles.

"I'll introduce you to some of the students now, Thats Craig, He's so weird... Keeps making shit up about us, its really mean. I'd stay away from him" She points at a tall boy in the blue hat who seems to be staring daggers at you.

"Thats Kyle, He's cute, but pretty academically focused so you wont get much out of him, unless your really special." Kyle looks up at you smiling.

"The boy next to him is Stan, He's the Jock type, The most popular boys in school. However I wouldn't, He's Wendy's ex so if anybody even tries talking to him Wendy gets mad." Nichole shuffles awkwardly.

"Kenny's the boy in the orange parka, He's like a perverted himbo," She giggles, "He flirts with anyone and everyone." Kenny shoots you a flirty wink.

"The one beside him is Leopold, Butters for short. He's our cute little sunshine boy!!" Butters waves at you with a huge grin on his face.

"Oh. And thats Clyde, apparently he like killed his mum or something, I don't buy it. He seems okay I guess." Nichole smiles, "Thats everyone around right now, Anyone pique your interest?" She looks at you awaiting your choice.

>Craig, The weird kid.

>Kyle, The nerd

>Stan, The Jock

>Kenny, The himbo

>Butters, The ray of sunshine!

>Clyde, The murderer.

divider by @k1ssyoursister

[lovelykil]

「 the list 」

kyle x reader older ver.

cw; none

note; hiiiiii I missed him (´＿｀。)ﾞ

it's been years since the list. It was just a silly elementary thing! It means nothing. Well so he thought.

"Have you seen the list? Wendy posted it on her story!"

"The list?"

"Dude send me the list"

"Can't wait to see who made it top 3."

The rumors of 'the list' filled the halls, spreading inside the classrooms and in the bathrooms. News gets out fast with these fast talker teens, so it was no surprise when the ginger found out of this news this morning.

Cartman was the one to discuss it in the group at the bus stop, checking out the list himself, sent from butters who got it from clyde to which clyde got it from craig and craig got it from his boyfriend whom was anxious so he sent it to his lover to talk about.

"the list is.. back?" kyle muttered, turning his head. kenny and eric huddled together to look at the screenshot, gasping to one another. stan was texting wendy about how ridiculous this was, the couple arguing in their messages so stan wasn't much help for kyle.

kyle stood alone, a void surrounding his background. The memories flooded his mind, the memories of insecurities, confusion, anger, and lack of self-esteem burned his into his brain. Suddenly he was 9, taken back by the list stuck on the bathroom wall.

He couldn't move, talk, or think. He was perplexed. It is entirely too young for a boy to be insecure at that age but it hurt him. Ever since that day, he's always been a little insecure about his looks even when the modified version came out for the list. He never looked and just wanted to move on.

kyle felt his head spin, it's just a stupid list! It's just a list. If it's just a list why was he freaking out? Kyle looked down at his hands, they trembled from anxiety, sweat from anxiousness. It was getting to him again. The list. That stupid list.

You got off your phone as you could feel a strong distressed presence just by the side of you, it was kyle. The boy you cherished, loved, and would really do anything for him if he asked or not.

He was panicking, sweating like crazy and shaking. Your eyes widen at the sight.

Shoving your phone into your pocket, you took his arm and walked away from the distracted group. Kyle took realization of his new setting as he was now not with his friends but alone with you.

"kyle are you okay?"

"h-huh?" He questioned. He was confused, his nervous eyes wandered around beginning to feel his esophagus burn. Your brow knit from how worried and confused you were for your boyfriend, you begin to think.

You softly took his hands into yours, holding them separately with your thumb gracing against his knuckles.

"kyle it's okay, calm down I'm right here."

"calm down..?? I don't know.. if.."

"baby—" you pause, hoping that pet name would take his mind off whatever he was thinking. His shocked eyes found their way down at you, suddenly something clicking in that brain of his. You feel yourself grin at this but you quickly fix your face, and interlock your hands with his.

"listen, you are okay. You're fine.." in a gentle tone you reassured, squeezing his hand a little with a small smile of hope. He blinked slowly letting your words sink in, you watched as his demeanor changed. His shoulders went down slowly, his breathing growing calm and collected, and his pupils returning back to its normal size.

he looked at you, baffled but then he shyly smiled. His heart rate only accelerating because of your hands intertwined with his. You returned the shy smile, swaying his hands around slowly.

"you okay now?"

"I think so." You breathed, letting go of his hands to grab ahold of his face.

"never freak like that around me, you kinda scared me." You argued, landing a kiss on his hooked nose. The teen blushed, apologizing shortly after. You landed back on your feet with a sigh.

"well now that's over, what happened ky?" You finally asked, letting go of his hands. He almost didn't want you to let go, reaching out to keep you in his reach but faltered. His fingers curled into his palms, being reminded of why he was even freaking out in the first place.

he looked back at his friend group, eric and kenny still huddled up and stan typing away, furiously. Kyle turned his head back, a defeated sigh escaping through his lips.

you studied his face, taking note of when he turned around, his eyes focused on eric, more specifically his phone. You took a minute before something clicked.

"the list?" You blurted, your eyes met his once again. Kyle paused, his mouth hung open slightly like he was about to say something. He closed it momentarily with just a nod to your question.

you thought again before speaking.

"I heard about it honestly I think they just did that as a joke. I mean, it's kinda silly rating guys and writing it down at our big age you know?" You found yourself snickering at the childish act the girls committed. Kyle seemed to think otherwise, he stayed quiet and rubbed the back of his neck.

your laughing died out shortly, taking notice of his mood. You frowned, taking a closer step toward him. Your hand landed on his chest as your other hand cuffed his face.

"you're worried about that list, huh?" You asked. He hummed in response. His hand landed on yours that was resting on his chest. You awe'd, feeling his face with a sad smile.

"why worry about some list? You're the cutest guy ever you don't need some list to prove that." You explained, leaning in to kiss his cheek softly then land back on the ground. Your hands wrapped around the tall ginger, stuffing your face into his chest.

"why go crazy over what other people think? I love you for you."

just then kyle stood alone again, his heart raced as his head spun but for a moment.. he felt calm. In one specific moment, he felt the warm embrace of someone he loved tell him the words he'd been longing to hear for so long. His freckled face flushed, growing a warm smile. His arms snaked around you, returning the hug.

suddenly he wasn't standing alone anymore.

"thank you."

[twilights-stuff]

THE LAST OF US X GRAVITY FALLS AU

First, I saw the whole hospital clip of the HBO show. Then I watched the entire walkthrough of the game. Then I watched it multiple times. Safe to say I became obsessed with this game as well as with Joel and Ellie's father-daughter bond. So of course I had to make a Gravity Falls au. I'm currently planning to draw all characters for this au but kinda stuck with classes rn so that may take a while.

Anyway here are the list of gf characters that would act as tlou people:

Wendy Corduroy as Marlene (it was originally supposed to be pacifica's mom Priscilla but she didn't fit the role so ye)

Sheriff Daryl Blubs as Bill (oop)

Deputy Edwin Durland as Frank( yes I will make these gay officers tragic in this au)

Fiddleford Mcgucket as Henry Burrell (sorry fidds)

Tate Mcgucket as Sam Burrell (poor kid sorry you become a zombie)

Soos Ramirez as Sarah Miller (yep its cruel but hey Stan needs his tragic backstory)

Dipper Pines as Riley Abel (More sibling relationship with Mabel rather than romantic because pin*cest will never happen in this blog no never)

Cathy Crenshaw as Maria Miller(Tommy's wife)

Bill Cipher as David and Kryptos as James

[queenwendy]

My favorite thing with Relativity Falls is trying to wrangle Dipper and Mabel’s gender with the identity theft. Are one of them trans? If so, which one? If they don’t have any siblings, that means one of them is Stan and Ford’s grandparent. Is the remaining twin pretending to be the other or are they honest about being a different one? There’s a lot of fun combinations:

I flip flop on which twin works better as the author, but I really love Grauntie Mabel so if I ever made Relatively Falls fanfic I’d probably have Dipper be the Author with Mabel running the shack. I also really like the secret identity angle so I fully support Mabel impersonating her brother. To solve the gender issue you can either go the trans route or the crossdressing for 30 years route. The most “natural” feeling one, at least fanon wise imo, is that Dipper is transmac but fell into the portal before transitioning. But the dipper as transmac headcanon bugs me for reasons not relevant here, and I like Grauntie Mabel too much to make her crossdress as a man for 30 years; so I actually prefer transfemme dipper who fell into the portal after transitioning (I am also definitely not impartial, I am a trans woman lol). That also ties into Dipper feeling like a weird outcast who would study cryptids a la Ford, as opposed to him just being a mystery loving nerd with a constellation birthmark (of course, that’s if you make Dipper study the same things as Ford, which lots of people don’t).

Of course, that line of reasoning leads to all sorts of interesting questions as a result: who is the McGucket analogue? I usually see Candy or Pacifica, but if you wanted to mirror the show (and lean into the queer angle/a relatively falls fiddauthor), Wendy works pretty well. That also helps put Fiddleford in the shack so he can go on adventures with Stan and Ford. And Shermie? Oh god, Shermie.

Shermie is his own can of worms. If he’s Stan and Ford’s brother, is he older or younger? Is he there with them over the summer or is he back with Filbrick and Caryn? Maybe he’s still the unseen grandpa, making him Dipper and Mabel’s brother and sidestepping which one of them is the grandparent. Imo, Shermie works best as Stan and Ford’s older brother adventuring with them. Maybe even as a Soos analogue.

As for who the grandparent is, I dunno! Maybe Soos is, making him Dipper and Mabel’s brother. Maybe Mabel was, making the fact she faked her death and impersonated Dipper all the more tragic and gut punch-y (and very different from Stan, who Alex Hirsch thought never would do that). Maybe Dipper was, and so Mabel is pretending to be a grandparent. If it was Mabel or Dipper, who’s the spouse?

I like swapping Soos and Aubelita too much to make Soos Stan and Ford’s grandpa (though it’s a fun idea I don’t see anyone do). So then one of the mystery twins has to be the grandparent. I don’t think Mabel would abandon her family, so Dipper as the real grandparent has to happen via process of elimination (meaning until Not What (S)he Seems, Mabel goes by “grandma mabel”). Who the other parent is up in the air; Wendy or Pacifica are already popular ships with Dipper, and also potential McGucket analogues. If you wanna get really weird with it, Bill is, imo, a valid choice given the implied romance between him and Ford.

And that snowballs into dealing with Bill. Does he get swapped? If so, with who? Gideon kinda makes sense, especially if you want to keep the Hand that Rocks the Mabel(Ford? Stan?) plotline (as opposed to Stan x Bud which… okay that’s actually funnier). But Dream Demon Gideon sounds kinda stupid to me, even if it fits oddly well (I actually think that works better if Mabel is the author). Do you swap Bill with Euclid and Scalene? Then there’s two dream demons and baby bill running around, but Bill’s parents are kinda nothing burgers of characters. Why do they want a portal? You can also just keep Bill as Bill. I mean, the Book of Bill indicated that there’s a Bill for every universe. I dunno where I stand there, but I lean towards keeping Bill as himself. But swapping any obsessive ex tendencies of his from Ford to Dipper for obvious reasons.

I dunno if I’ll ever write anything, and that’s obviously not all the questions this AU raises (if Pacifica is swapped with Preston, how does Double Dipper play out? Does Boyish Dan work at the shack or is he the estranged son? Who do Candy and Grenda swap with? Are they the Rico and Jorge of Mabel’s backstory? How different is Mabel and Dipper’s backstory to a Tale of Two Stans?) but this AU is probably my favorite and every time I reblog art or an idea about it I get more and more drawn in. It’s really thought provoking.

[phantom-playdough]

Human!Bill Cipher x GN!Reader: What's Valentine's Day?

Side note for the sake of the story: Bill and the Pines family are on friendly terms in this timeline. Just pretend, okay!?

TW: SLIGHT Attempted Sexual Assault, NOT BY BILL.

I promised my viewers on my YouTube channel that I would do a Bill Cipher x reader story, and people have wanted me to write such for years. So, I might as well give the people what they want and incorporate Valentine's Day. Hope you guys enjoy!

Guide: (N/n) = Nickname (F/B/F) = Favorite breakfast food

~~~

Y/n woke up to a certain someone booping their nose lightly. They opened their eyes, not fond of the fact that they were being awoken from their sleep. Of course, their best friend Bill was crouching in front of their face, mere hairs away.

"What do you want, Bill?" Y/n asked, not commenting on how close he was.

"I got a question for ya, sweets." He said, a bored expression coming over his face.

Sweets?

Y/n sat up and rubbed their eyes. "Well, what is it?" They decided to indulge in this conversation even though they had just woken up. Despite the rude awakening, Y/n struggled with the concept of being mad at Bill for an extended period of time.

He was too cute for his own good, honestly...

Bill hopped onto Y/n's bed, making Y/n bounce in the air a little bit.

"I heard Wendy talkin' 'bout some Valentine's Day thing? What the heck is that?"

Y/n blinked at that. "You don't know what Valentine's Day is?"

Bill shrugged. "I haven't been in this realm for that long, Y/n. Besides, you humans have too many holidays for me to remember."

It was hard to argue that when Y/n thought about it. December was overwhelming for Bill and, by extension, them because he was so confused by all the various traditions and holidays around that time of year.

"Valentine's Day is about expressing your l-love for others." Y/n saw the way Bill's uncovered eye widen in surprise. So, they were quick to add, "But it doesn't have to be about romantic love. It can be expressing love for friends or family. A-Although it is mostly advertised by people to be about romantic love. You normally do all of this by giving people gifts."

Y/n kicked themself in the head mentally at the fact that they kept stuttering with their words. It was too early for this conversation.

Luckily, almost suspiciously, Bill seemed to be eager to drop the topic almost as fast as it was brought up.

"Welp! Thanks for telling me, Y/n! Ya wanna go get breakfast at the diner?" Y/n was about to answer verbally, but their stomach seemed eager to answer by growling very loudly.

Bill cackled, slapping his knee dramatically. "I'll take that as a 'yes'!" He then stood up and left for the door, but he looked back at Y/n right before leaving. A serious look was on his face that made Y/n's hands sweat.

"Just outta curiosity, Y/n, do you have anybody you're gonna give a Valentine's Day gift to?"

Y/n flushed at that and wiped their hands on their blanket. "Uh, I was kinda just planning to give some stuff to Stan, Ford, and Soos." It was easy to see the glare from Bill. "I don't know what I would get you, Bill! I don't know what in this dimension would be a good gift for you."

Bill's face softens up. "Relax, Y/n. I'm just playin'. But I could say the same for you, though."

"Don't worry about getting me anything, Bill. Save that energy for someone you really like." Y/n said, brushing off the idea and hiding their feelings in the process.

In all honesty, Y/n really wanted to get Bill something. But making something would be hard to do, especially because Valentine's Day was tomorrow. Buying him something would serve to be even more impossible! Only a few months ago, he came into this dimension as a human and turned a new leaf. He hasn't had much time to adjust to how things were here. So, Y/n didn't know what would even serve as a good gift for him! Let alone whether he would want a practical gift or a sentimental gift.

But the idea of Bill giving them something made them even more uneasy than the other way around. Plus, Y/n didn't even consider the idea of what if Bill liked them back. It was not likely in their eyes.

Bill noticed how Y/n's face dropped a little at their own words, but he decided for once to not blab too much. Instead, he said, "Whatever you say, N/n. I'll meet ya downstairs." Bill then left the room without waiting for a response.

Y/n felt a little sad that Bill didn't argue with them about what they said, but they figured he didn't feel anything romantic for them. They brushed the disappointment aside and went ahead and got dressed.

When they came downstairs, Y/n was puzzled to not see Bill anywhere in sight.

"Bill? Where are you?" They called out.

No response.

Right when Y/n was about to call out again, they were poked in the middle of their back. They yelped out in surprise and turned around to see a certain smug blonde smirking down at them.

"Shut up, will you?" Y/n snipped, despite Bill not saying anything.

Bill's smirk only grew at that. "It's not my fault you space out so much, N/n." He flicked their forehead playfully. "Come on, let's go get some of those waffle-cakes."

"Pancakes, Bill." Y/n corrected.

"They're almost the exact same thing, Y/n!" Bill defended dramatically, making Y/n roll their eyes.

So, after a 15-minute walk that involved debating about pancakes and waffles, Bill and Y/n made it to the diner. The pair walked in and ordered their food. Y/n had (F/B/F), and Bill had pancakes, waffles, and a giant milkshake. When Y/n questioned why he got the milkshake, he said that having a brain freeze was amusing to him.

Once the meal was done, Bill begged asked for Y/n to go with him to the movie theater to see some random romantic comedy. Y/n had tried to ask him why he wanted to see it. But he only said, "It's research, sweetheart."

Y/n blushed as red as a rose at being called 'sweetheart', so much so that they completely dropped the topic.

So, they bought two tickets for the romantic movie. However, Bill was also bugging them to buy a GIANT thing of popcorn.

"I don't even know if the two of us can finish that when we literally just ate, Bill."

"Come on, Y/n! The popcorn is one of the most important parts!"

"To what?"

"To my research! Come on, please?" Bill once again begged.

Not wanting to hold up the line behind them because of their bickering with Bill and also not being able to say no to him left Y/n no other choice but to buy the popcorn.

Once they both got into the theater, Bill pulled Y/n to the back row, and they sat down. After the previews, Y/n started getting hungry from the aroma of popcorn next to them. Bill kept the bucket of popcorn in between the two of them so both of them could eat from it.

However, Y/n noticed Bill had not made a move to start eating any of it. They were confused, but they were not about to let the money they spent get thrown into the movie theater trash can without a fight.

So, Y/n reached their hand in to grab a handful of popcorn. But right as they put their hand in the bucket, Bill had put his hand in. As a result, their hands end up brushing against one another. Startled, Y/n retracted their hand and muttered an apology. Bill didn't respond to it at all, which only served to make the whole thing both more awkward and suspicious.

Instead, he only took some popcorn and munched away. Y/n waited for a good three to four seconds and reached in again to grab some when Bill brushed his hand against theirs again!

One time could just be an innocent mistake. But twice? The odds of that happening twice didn't make sense to Y/n. But they still muttered an apology and were ABOUT to pull their hand away. However, Bill clearly had different plans.

He simply grabbed Y/n's hand and held it in his own. Y/n looked at him in surprise, but Bill was just looking straight ahead at the movie with a semi-bored expression while he rubbed circles on Y/n's hand as though it was the most NORMAL thing in this dimension.

But if he wasn't making a big deal about this, why should they?

At least, that's what Y/n thought. So, despite them blushing profusely, they didn't pull away. But Bill just HAD to speak right when the embarrassment was dying down.

"Do all you humans sweat so much when holding hands?" He didn't even take his gaze off the movie when he asked.

"S-sorry." Y/n apologized again and tried to pull their hand away. But Bill tightened his grip. It wasn't enough to hurt, but it was enough to prevent them from slipping their hand out of his.

"It's fine, sweetheart." Bill spoke with a smirk, leaving Y/n a bright red, blushing mess.

After the movie, the pair almost killed the whole bucket of popcorn despite Bill refusing to let go of Y/n's hand.

The both of them exited the theater room when Y/n realized they forgot their phone at their seat. So they told Bill, "I'll be right back! Forgot my phone!" They didn't wait for him to respond as they rushed back in to grab it.

Y/n felt panic surge through them as they did not see their phone near their seat. But a guy who was cleaning up the row below clearly noticed Y/n's distressed face and said, "I take it this is yours?" Sure enough, he held up Y/n's phone.

"Oh, my God, yes! Thank you!" Y/n said, taking it from the guy.

"No problem. Uh, mind if I have your number?"

Y/n's face paled a little at the question. They didn't even know the guy's name, not seeing a name tag on him. They did NOT feel comfortable giving this random dude their number.

"O-oh, uh..." Luckily, the universe decided to bless Y/n with a savior at that moment. Right then and there, Bill walked over next to Y/n.

"I think they do mind, buddy." Bill spoke with venom. He appeared out of nowhere, practically. He must've come in when Y/n wasn't paying attention. But for once, they didn't mind him sneaking up on them.

The guy looked at Bill with a scowl. "Uh, who are you to be deciding that for them?"

Bill came closer to Y/n and put his hand around their waist, pulling them into him. But what Bill said next sent chills up Y/n's spine.

"They're off limits, kiddo. Turn around now before you see something you might regret..." The guy was spooked enough by Bill that he sped out of the room without a beat.

Once he was gone, Bill let a breath out through his nose he didn't know he was holding and turned to Y/n. "Are you alright?"

"Y-yeah, I'm fine. Thanks. You saved my skin there." They tried to laugh the whole thing off, but Bill clearly saw that Y/n was shaken up. He took their hand in his again and intertwined his fingers with theirs. The two of them stayed like that for a while when Y/n tried to change the subject.

"Is this a part of your research?"

"What?" Y/n squeezed his hand to specify what they meant. "Oh, haha, you could say that." Bill said as he squeezed back.

"Are you ready to head back to the Mystery Shack?"

Bill smirked and pulled Y/n outside. "Not quite. We got one last stop."

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Eventually, Y/n and Bill were out in the woods. But by this point, it was dark out, and Y/n could hardly see anything in front of them. But Bill stayed ahead of them and assured them that this would all be worth it.

After a few more minutes of walking, the pair made it out to a small clearing in the trees. Bill let go of Y/n's hand and made a picnic blanket appear on the ground a few feet ahead of them. He sat down and gestured for Y/n to join him.

They did, and Bill pointed up at the sky. Y/n was blown away at what they saw.

A meteor shower.

"Ya know, they normally say to make a wish when you see a bunch of shooting stars, right Y/n?" Bill asked with a genuine smile.

"Yeah." They then closed their eyes and made a wish. When they opened their eyes, they noticed Bill looking at them.

"What'd you wish for?" He asked as if he really was curious.

"If I tell you, it won't come true."

"Oh, Y/n, you underestimate me." Bill said confidently.

Y/n looked down. "I wished that you and I would be friends forever." They said softly.

Bill's face immediately turned a bit sad at that. "Just friends?" He asked seriously.

"What?"

"Just friends?" Bill repeated, looking almost nervous.

Y/n blinked. First in confusion. Then realization. Then shock. "Bill, are you having a brain freeze or something?" They asked with a nervous laugh.

"No? Why?" Bill felt a little hurt at that comment. What made Y/n think that?

"Because there is no way you're serious right now. It's either that or you're pulling my leg."

"Come on, Y/n. Even I'm not that cruel. Not... anymore."

"Well, what else would make you ask me something like that?"

"You." Bill didn't skip a beat in replying. But he knew that Y/n was going to take the high road in this. Besides, if he was going to be rejected, he might as well go down swinging.

"I mean, I've only known you for a few months. But I've lived longer than you humans could comprehend, and I have never felt the way I have when I'm with you. The moments we have together are kinda simple, but I like it that way. You make the boring things humans do fun for me, and you've been patient with me while I try and learn about this dimension. I couldn't do all the fun stuff we do with anyone else in this town. You seemed so simple when I first met you. But you're even more strange than I am because of how you put up with me. What more could I ask for in--" Bill hesitated in the last words of that thought. "--in someone I love?"

Y/n struggled to take this all in. They weren't even totally sure if Bill could feel any attraction to someone in this dimension. But the speech he gave seemed very genuine, and it was clear he wasn't joking around at all.

Before Y/n could reply, Bill snapped his fingers and made a small golden necklace appear. There was a single golden triangle charm with the same grooves Bill had in his triangular form hanging from the chain. But instead of his one eye in the center like his demon form, there was a black, heart-shaped diamond.

"I'm not gonna force ya into anything you don't want, Y/n. But if you do feel the same, I want you to have this." Bill said, holding the necklace out for the taking.

Y/n didn't even need to ponder the offer. They knew their feelings for Bill. So, they took the necklace from him and put it on. Bill released a breath that he again didn't know he was holding.

"I wished for you to return my feelings." He muttered. Y/n laughed.

"You didn't need to wish for that. It's already true."

"So is your wish." Bill then wrapped an arm around Y/n, pulling them close to him.

"Happy Valentines Day, Bill Cipher." Y/n said before they leaned up and kissed him.

The End

[gimmeurmoneyagh]

I FINALLY FINISHED IT OMG

better vers of this

yall i fear i may be brainrotting yumi too much and my other ocs too little 😭😭😭😞😞😞

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 (𝐎𝐑 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑): • sam and her have that grunkle stan-mabel relationship 💪💪💪

• azul & yumi gyatt that dipper-mabel wibling relationship

• she has a LOT of crushes 😔😔😔 • the reason i chose rollo and jade to like her is too mirror gideon and mermando (broski i do what i want)

• cater and yumi’s relationship is KINDA (and i mean kinda) like wendy’s and mabels (why?? cause GINGER)

• she had a LITTLE crush on epel bcs she thought he was cute

• whenhe found out he was so embaressed bcs she was wayyy taller than him AND she called him cute

• they’re good friends now tho

• she has a lot of crushes bcs yall remmeber how boy crazy mabel was in the series right💀😭😭

• 2 bracelets from her worlds version of grenda and candy

• puffy sleeves like a disney princess cause i do what i want!!

• eye necklace if u noticed!! hehe bill cipher gyatther ass 😼😼😼

• a lot of mabels iconic star colors like this is there too

𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 & 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒: • has a twin brother named Malcolm (i dunno what to name him😭😭)

• has 2 graunts (grandmas that are her aunts) that might know about TWST

• Gertrude and Cecily (based off of Grenda and Candy) were her bffs at earth(or wahtecr)

• Yui is her pacifica

𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐄𝐄𝐋!! (jade leech x yumi woods)

thye make me go insane thats it

[ruby-winchester24]

Kyle Broflovski headcanons!

[sfw+nsfw] (fem reader)

loves cuddling and i mean he LOVES it

will not let you go unless you ask to go to the bathroom or to the kitchen for a drink

he taught himself how to braid hair because he knows how you hate it in your face when you’re working

band nerds together 💋

he plays Trumpet or Tuba whichever he wants to play

extremely talented in school, he is the top in his class

he thinks it’s cute when you ask for help on your homework

is taking 3 college classes just this year, will graduate college when he graduates from high school

your his #1 fan at his basketball and baseball games

his heart melts when you wear his jersey

he loves taking photos of you out of nowhere. it doesn’t matter what is happening if he thinks you look good in that lighting he is taking out his phone

he always facetimes you before bed, and sometimes ask to sleep on call

he snores but not too loud you can definitely hear it when your next to him

hates when Cartman talks too you or any guy in fact

he hates Clyde because he knows you guys were taking before you and him got together

only except is Stan

you, Kyle, Stan and Wendy go in double dates sometimes, only if they are together in the moment

doesn’t hate pda but won’t make out with you in public

he will hold your hand, kiss your four head and whisper reassuring words to you if your feeling stressed

he will walk you to your classes then sprint to his class

loves when you wear his hoodies or shirts

his shirts are like dresses on you

he is 6’4

finds it so cute when you get on your top toes too grab something or look over someone

always puts his hands on your shoulders or waist when standing behind you

is extremely protective of you

he will fight anyone that shits on your name

if a guy makes a move on you then it’s over

he will verbally abuse that guy or if he really feels bitchy he will swing

loves too show you off to everyone

“who is that girl? she is really pretty”

“excuse me that’s my girlfriend please don’t look at her”

his dad automatically loved you when he first met you

his mom took a little bit to really except you but when he did she would do anything for you

you guys celebrate Hanukkah together

Ike teaches you the Dreidel song

Shelia loves too show you the photo albums

Kyle doesn’t mind the baby photos but he will go crazy if she shows off the pictures of him in middle school

Gerald always asks if Kyle is being nice to you just in case 

Ike loves you also, he also has a crush on you but don’t tell Kyle!

Kyle has kinda picked up that Ike likes you

they will stare each other down

“dude you need to leave she doesn’t want to hang out with you!”

“shut up Kyle we all know i’m the better looking brother!”

“oh really?, hey Ike KICK THE BABY!”

he loves when you play with him or just hang out watching Terrence and Phillip

Kyle sees you as his future wife

he wants too give you the world

he calls you Mrs. Broflovski

he is your personal uber driver

absolutely LOVES taking you out on fancy dates because he loves to see you all dressed up

“aww baby you look so good!”

he finds your perfume heavenly

will always find a reason too be next too you

he was so scared when you told him you had your period for the first time

went on a google deep dive on how to take care of periods and how they really happen

was a little grossed out at first but realized you were in pain

always has a heating pack around for you

will give you all the snuggles and kisses in the world

will do anything for you if you needed it

“are you feeling any better baby?”

“not really can you rub my back?”

“of course, i love you”

“i love you too”

NSFW!!

loves the feeling of your skin on his, will ask to cuddle naked all the time

low key asked Kenny for advice

love’s praising you

“god baby your so beautiful”

“you’re such a good girl”

“you’re all mine”

was horrified of hurting you when you first had s*x

took a lot of convincing for him too smack your ass or go harder

loves the noises you make, goes crazy for you’re whimpers

will look into your eyes

he loves bondage not crazy but he likes your hands bonded

orgasm control!!!

he loves when you beg

loves when you melt into his touch

he loves to pleasure you, he finds pleasure in it for himself

love love LOVES your boobs

he will always make you cûm before he does he wants you to be satisfied

he loves to overstimulate you, he finds it so attractive when your a mumbling mess

7 1/2 inches

his body is slim but has definition, he has great biceps and quads

his ass is great also

his hands are HUGE

he surprisingly lasts a long time, 16 minutes on average

always a second round or if not then he will go down on you after

has crazy stamina

you were his first time

loves to kiss your face in missionary and pinch your nipples

AFTERCARE GOD!

will cuddle you for hours to make sure you are ok

will clean up later, only you matter in the moment

will get you water and tell you how amazing you were

will rub your back and kiss you so so much

he likes to say making love instead of s*x because he sees it as more then that. it’s so important too him

[alexxness]

A thread on how I'd portray Gravity Falls x The Last of Us (Part 1) [I was bored last night]

This post is based on @eerizon recent Gravity Falls x TLOU drawing :P

First of all, the artist above totally saw my (and everyone else's) vision, bc I also thought about this idea, but I wanted to wait for someone else to draw it

So now, I'm just gonna write down who would be who in this universe just for fun (feel free to drop your own ideas too)

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Starting off with: Stan as Joel

It's logical and makes total sense!!

Two father figures who lost someone in their lives get attached to some who didn't have good impressions at first, and protects them with their lives

I'm still trying to figure who'd be Sarah though..

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Dipper and Mabel as Ellie

I'd like to highlight Mabel the most, bc it also makes sense that Stan gets more attached to her, and later saves her from her death at the hospital (which means she'd be the one immune to the infection)

As for Dipper, he'd be most important for Part 2

Dipper could be the one figuring out that Stan broke the siblings' trust/promise, when he discovers that he lied about Mabel being useless to the cure of the infection

He'd also get revenge for Stan's death as well

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For obvious reasons, Ford would be Tommy

Their relationship with their brothers is very similar, and I'm pretty darn sure that Ford would do the exact same thing that Tommy did when Joel died

They're extremely good shots, and ✨ survivors ✨

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Eda (from The Owl House) as Tess is an interesting idea, and I love it

The fact that Eda gets infected, is a pretty good replacement for her curse, and I just love that concept rahhhh

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I ain't 100% sure, but I think Wendy as Bill could be an interesting idea

She's a survivalist, and she would absolutely rule making traps like Bill's

Frank could be one of her exes or something, idk haven't thought enough about it yet 😭

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This is another one I haven't thought through at 100%, but once again, Fiddleford as Maria could also be a cool concept

Sure, who wouldn't want a partner telling all the probabilities of things that could happen if this and that occurred, right?

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Took me a while to figure this one out... This wouldn't be a sibling situation, but a partner one--

I think Blubs as Henry and Durland as Sam is sad, but also an interesting idea

It's a dark turn to take for these two sillies, and I'm sorry for this :(

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[Human]Bill would be David for sure (but he wouldn't be a PDFFile omgoshh)

The simple logic is bc he tricks both Dipper and Mabel, and tries to kill them to feed his gang

(which he technically does this during Weirdmageddon [he offers Dipper as a snack to 8-Ball and Teeth])

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Blind Ivan would be the perfect fit for Marlene

This basically makes the Society of the Blind Eye, the new Fireflies, which is actually pretty cool

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Pacifica would probably take Riley's role

She's besties with the twins, and wants to be free from her parents (as usual)

Who's gonna kiss her later at the abandoned mall?? Dipper or Mabel? You decide!!

Unfortunately yeah, she gets infected-- And she's never seen again :'D

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And for last but not least... Bud as Jerry

Seems like a logical reason, right?? Kinda makes sense...

Hmm... I wonder who's going after Stan after this...

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And that's it for my Part 1 ideas!!

I can drop your opinions/ideas, I'll be happy to read them and discuss with all of you!!

I might make a post about Part 2 eventually, so stay tuned if you're interested

Have a good day/night, everyone!!