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prncsslulu · 1 month
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carer/babysitter!stan marsh
he would play songs for you on his guitar to soothe you to sleep or help you calm down during rough regression
he also loves to write you songs that he knows will help you regress
he loves playing video games, but especially if you play with him! he loves playing multiplier kid's games like the lego games! but he also loves when you sit in his lap and watch him play and babble angrily at the bad guys ( dont worry he wont play anything scary, unless you want him to!)
basically loves anything that means you can do it together, so lots of board games, coloring together, and playing cards!
loves to take you to the park and push you on the swings! or take walks theough the park and look at the bugs! or cloud watching :3
and when he's fighting bad guys as toolshed, he's always keeping a spare eye on you! he doesn't tell you, he's toolshed bc he doesnt want you to worry about him!
he is a big brother carer / babysitter! but doesn't mind if you call him bub(sie) ! but would prefer being called bro!
he loves taking naps with you! bro is a sleepy guy!
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alister312 · 10 months
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put together a little amv for @southparktownie for the @spinthetags south park olympics!! since i saw your headcanon about wendy being super into her and stan being the "boy/girl next door" trope, i knew i had to do something with this song 🥰
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vikkirosko · 1 year
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Cartman, Kenny, Stan, Craig, Kyle and Clyde from South Park falling for an older GN!reader (like 2-3 years older than him 👀) that is this next door kid that is always babysitting him because his mother/father asked they too but that is not like all 5-6th graders, no, she actually pais attention to him, gives him snacks and is always carrying him around (bride style, baby style, piggyback style, on the shoulders) he likes it or not.
Headcanons Babysitter next door
💙 Stan Marsh x Reader 🐶
You met Stan when his older sister started going to school. You quickly became Shelly's best friend, so you often came to their house. That's when Stan met you, even though his sister told you not to pay attention to him. Stan fell in love with you at first sight even though you were a couple of years older than him. That's why he was glad that you often spent time with him
When his parents were not at home, you often came to Shelly, but every time you looked in to Stan to find out how his day was and if he needed help with his lessons. When you were at school, you often took care of him. You claimed that you did it at the request of his parents and he did not ask them if it was really so. He liked spending time with you, even though it embarrassed him sometimes, especially when you showed your concern in front of his friends
Sometimes when Stan least expected it, you could run up and easily pick him up in your arms or put him on your shoulders. You were taller than him and it wasn't difficult for you to do it, causing embarrassment to him, especially when you did it in front of his friends. It didn't bother you. You always did it with a big smile and a ringing laugh
You didn't tell him that you took care of him out of your own sincere feelings and not because of his parents' request. You didn't want to feel embarrassed about it, so you kept quiet. Maybe someday you will tell him the truth, or he will tell you about his feelings. You didn't know about each other's secrets, but you stayed close to each other
💚 Kyle Broflovski x Reader ✡️
You and Kyle met when his parents asked you to babysit him. You were quite friendly, unlike other guys your age. You and Kyle were able to find a common language quickly. But even after that evening, you continued to communicate and Kyle was glad about it, because he fell in love with you
You saw each other a lot at school. It didn't bother you that your classmates sometimes made fun of you. Kyle was sure that it was his parents who asked you to look after him. He always tried to be calm when communicating with you so that his friends would not start joking about him and you. Sometimes he himself showed you signs of attention, feeling very embarrassed but ready to do it for you
Quite often you would sneak up on Kyle and pick him up in your arms. You could easily carry him in your arms or put him on your shoulders and walk like that. You were taller than Kyle, so sometimes he felt a slight fear from this, but pretty quickly this fear disappeared. He knew you wouldn't let him fall and get hurt
You didn't tell Kyle that taking care of him was your initiative. It was your little secret that you didn't plan to reveal yet. Kyle also didn't tell you that he's in love with you. It wasn't something he was willing to admit to you, at least not yet
❤ Eric Cartman x Reader 🍪
Cartman didn't like it when his mom hired a babysitter. He was sure that he could take care of himself quite well. Many babysitters were rude to him, but you were different. You were friendly towards him and Eric was surprised by that. He saw you at school, but you were a couple of years older than him and you didn't communicate before. But pretty quickly he realized that you weren't so bad and after a while he fell in love with you
You started talking to him a lot at school. Eric knew that his mom asked you to look after him. She told him about it herself, but Cartman didn't mind. He liked spending time with you. He had fun with you and you didn't condemn his plans and ideas, although not all of them were to your liking
You were taller and physically stronger than Eric, so it wasn't very difficult for you to lift him in your arms. You always did it spontaneously, scaring Cartman at first. His friends could not understand how you could do this at all, but you were amused by such a proud expression on Eric's face when he sat on your shoulders and looked at the others from high
You didn't tell Cartman that even if his mom hadn't asked you, you'd still be looking after him. There was no secret intent in your actions, you actually enjoyed spending time with him. You knew that not everyone liked his company, but you didn't care about the opinions of others
🧡 Kenny McCormick x Reader 🐀
Your acquaintance with Kenny happened thanks to his older brother Kevin, who was your best friend. You were in the same class and you were a frequent guest at their house. You were always kind and caring towards him and his younger sister, so Kenny liked it when you kept Kevin company when their parents went somewhere, entrusting Kevin with taking care of his younger brother and sister. Kenny didn't even notice how he fell in love with you
At the request of his parents, you looked after him, which especially pleased Kenny. Every time you came to their house, you brought food from home, treating them to different delicious food. Kenny often tried to get your attention. He did not hide the fact that he is in love with you, often flirting with you, causing your smile. You also saw each other a lot at school and he often had lunch in the cafeteria with you and Kevin, taking advantage of the fact that you didn't mind his company
Quite often when you were looking after Kenny and Karen, you could pick up the girl in your arms and circle her, or put her on your shoulders. Kenny was always watching you with a smile, but you decided that he wanted to ride too. That's why you often began to pick him up in your arms too or put him on your shoulders. Kenny especially loved it when you picked him up in your arms like a bride. At such moments, he would start flirting even more, joking a lot and hugging you around the neck
Kenny enjoyed spending time with you. Although he wouldn't mind if you could go somewhere alone, without his brother and sister, but he was content with what he had. He felt safe around you. Next to you, he felt happy, and the happy look of his brother and sister made him even happier
🖕 Craig Tucker x Reader 🚀
You and Craig have known each other practically since he was born. You lived next door and your parents were friends, so your family often came to visit his family. You were a couple of years older than him, but you had no problems communicating with him. His parents often asked you to be his babysitter when they needed to go somewhere and when his sister was born, these requests became more frequent, but you didn't mind, and especially Craig, who was in love with you, wasn't against it
You often spent evenings in the company of Craig and Tricia. You have always been attentive and caring towards them. Tricia knew about her brother's feelings for you, so most of the time she preferred to spend time in her room, leaving you and Craig alone. He didn't tell you about his feelings, always trying to stay calm in your presence. He didn't want to tell you about his feelings until he was ready for it, but you often found ways to bring him out of his mental balance
When Craig was younger, you often picked him up in your arms and circled him or put him on your shoulders. Craig was sure that you wouldn't do that anymore, considering that he got older, but his expectations were not met. You didn't care about his age. As long as you could lift him up, you continued to pick him up and put him on your shoulders. Every time you did this, he felt very embarrassed, especially if his sister was also present and photographed you
Craig knew that you weren't really bothered by your small age difference, so he had a chance, but so far he was just preparing for a confession. He hoped that when he did decide to confess to you, you would be able to accept his feelings
🌮 Clyde Donovan x Reader 💧
Your acquaintance with Clyde happened when his parents asked you to be his nanny. You were a couple of years older than him and lived in the house next door. Clyde didn't know what to expect from you, but after the first night when you were his babysitter, he realized that you were the best babysitter. From that day on, his parents only asked you to look after Clyde. At first Clyde was just glad that you were a friend to him, but then the reason why he was so happy to see you was that he fell in love with you
Every evening that you spent together Clyde really appreciated. He tried his best to hide the fact that he's in love with you. He had no idea that by trying to hide his feelings, he was only giving himself away more. You didn't talk about what you knew about his feelings, not wanting to embarrass Clyde more than he was usually embarrassed
When you saw that he was especially embarrassed, every time you picked him up in your arms and started circling, or put him on your shoulders. It wasn't difficult for you to do that, especially considering that after such an embarrassment, Clyde disappeared as if he had never existed. You were glad to see him smiling, and not trying to feign self-confidence to hide embarrassment
Clyde was glad that you didn't mind talking to him even at school. Every day he planned to finally confess his feelings to you, but each time his determination disappeared. You thought it was cute and didn't rush him. You knew that at some point he would still tell you about his feelings and you were ready to wait
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corporatefrog · 1 year
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꒦‧₊ ꒷ headcannons: team stan with a careless friend✧.*
✧.* tags: college au
✧.* Characters: kenny mccormick, kyle broflovski, stan marsh, eric cartman, butters stotch
a/n: I usually don't add cartman to these things bc he stinks+loser+annoying+suckmydick but I know he'd take advantage of someone who hod so sense of mortality so he gets a pass this time ig.
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Kenny
He mistakes the carelessness for spontaneity and immediately assigns you as his go to “lets do something stupid I just thought of” partner
He’s a “try everything once” kind of guy so it’s perfect that you have no sense of self preservation
“Kenny stand on the other side of the field, I wanna see how far I can throw my phone.”
“Okay.”
You both infuriate stan to no end
#annoyingduo in the best way possible 
Do NOT put the two of you in the same room at a party
All of a sudden there’s a 15 person game of just dance happening but there’s no screen?? You’re all just doing moves you saw on just dance
Everyday is a new adventure
Kenny probably has an eye out for you though
He can die doing something stupid and be back the next day but you on the other hand are not 
Gotta keep his partner in crime alive! There’s a bunch of other things on his “before I die (for real)” bucket list that you still need to mark off
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Kyle
You just get caught up in the moment! You have such a wonder for life!
Kyle doesn’t get it sometimes seeing as he tries to view everything logically. 
He’s more like a babysitter when you both go somewhere
“You did not just spend $300 on knock off jordans from a random man on the street corner.”
“I did and they’re the comfiest shoes I’ve ever worn. He told me they’ll cure my posture problems.”
“Do you just believe anything someone tells you?”
“Coming from someone who almost cried when I didn’t use his Candy Crush referral code so he could get more lives, that’s really rich.”
Okay so he gets swept up in trends sometimes. At least he understands his own mortality!
After the third time you try to learn how to do a backflip and fail miserably, he has to leave the room to keep from screaming 
keeps a mental count of the things you do every day that should kill you
the current record is 14
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Stan
He doesn’t understand how you can just go through your day without a care
Are you not afraid of dying? That’s like 32% of his thoughts during the day
“Fuck I dropped my credit card down the drain. Stan, hold my ankles while I reach down to grab it.”
“I can literally see the used heroin needles down there.”
“Okay and??? Not my fault the city doesn’t have a safe use zone, I need that card!” 
One time you guys were leaving a store and the alarm went off 
Stan turned to ask you if you got the security tags removed but you we’re already sprinting halfway across the mall
Not because you stole anything, but because you saw jimmy, clyde, and tolkien walking out of a store and wanted to say hi
And then you spent the rest of the day being lectured by an underpaid paul blart wannabe
Stan was freaking out because he thought you would get arrested for causing a scene or something (they find any reason to arrest someone in south park) 
But all you did was laugh in that light hearted, careless way you always do
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Cartman
Bro will manipulate your carelessness for all its worth
You are now the second person he calls when he has some stupid plot that needs someone who doesn’t understand the concept of death
If kenny’s busy, you’re on speed dial
Honestly, you’re probably the first call because you’ll do something stupid without needing to be paid! 
Free labor!
Wanna work at dicknbaus hot dogs for 14 hours with no pay? It’s free hotdogs! You’re in! 
Hes an exploitative motherfucker 
Thats all im here to say about it
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butters 
You’re going to give him a heart attack
One time you purposely kicked a medicine ball to see how far it would go and broke your foot
And he was more worried about your foot than you were!
“Oh jesus, can you move it?”
“Um… no I don’t think so. Lemme take off my sock”
“AH ITS PURPLE!”
“Oh damn, you’re right. That’s a nice shade though, I was thinking of painting my room that color!”
“NOW IS NOT THE TIME TO BE TALKING ABOUT THIS”
Unlike kyle, he can’t force himself to ignore your careless nature
He’s always worrying about you 
He’ll suggest you both go to first aid classes or cpr training whenever you hang out “just for fun!”
but really he needs to know that you at least have some first aid knowledge if you're going to keep running around like death is a social construct
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augustrambles · 1 year
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RANDY MARSH PLEASE, JUST ANYTHING, THERES NO RANDY CONTENT
a/n: i wanna moan his name until my throat is dry HES SO... (i have a dad i promise) THE LACK OF RANDY CONTENT IS DEPRESSING.
randy marsh x parent!reader hcs! [fluff]
if randy divorced sharon and got with you
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he would 100% smoke and drink with you. even if you didn't, staying by his side while he gets high makes him love you sm.
stan would defs prefer you over randy, tells you all the secrets and asks u for advice, except for puberty stuff
you and sharon would still get along well, i can imagine girl nights with you and sharon
shelly would trust you.. a little.. speaks to you with less respect than anyone (if thats possible)
randy would let stanley go to one of the others boy's house just to spend time with you.. cough cough sex cough
he would totally cuddle at night. like he would hug you as if u were some plushie to him
i can imagine him letting stan and shelly stay at home, with a babysitter if hes feeling responsible, to go out to party
you guys would go with the kids at a mcdonalds drive through at 3am. that situation is just so canon w you and randy.
when the power goes out, you guys would play board games together, if the powers back on, and the games not yet done, he will stay
mostly cuz if he doesnt youll be mad at him
if you ever made breakfast, lunch or dinner, while ur cooking he would come from behind and grab ur chest i mean ur waist!!
no but fr i totally see him as a tit person, ass is wonderful though 🙏
his ass is also good too.
he would tots talk to his coworkers about you
HE WOULD GO TO SPORTS GAME WITH YOU. YOU GUYS WOULD JS BE CHEERING FOR UR TEAM!!
he literally can go from the most depressed poo to the happiwst person with you
hes just a silly lil man who loves you
babygirl material
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tiniedemon · 1 year
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part four
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cw. | nsfw content
stan marsh was a blessing and a curse. he was a great godfather and a fantastic babysitter, and kyle’s best friend, but boy was he a whirlwind of disaster. somehow, someway, he managed to leave a natural disaster in his wake every time he entered your house.
as you stared at the state of your kitchen, you were absolutely convinced he was sent from hell itself. flour, batter, and melted chocolate covered every surface, including the floor and your children. ten-year-old kian’s hair was white, coated thoroughly in flour, and five-year-old sage’s mouth was surrounded by a ring of chocolate.
stan was crouched between them, doe eyes trained on your figure in the doorway, a bowl of half-mixed cake batter in his hands. you took a deep breath, closing your eyes and counting slowly to ten. you were drunk and irritated, a combination you were sure stan didn’t want to reckon with.
“stanley,” you began in a soft, shaking voice. “please explain to me why my children look like founding fathers.”
“i wouldn’t necessarily say founding fathers,” he responded sheepishly. you could hear the nervous smile in his voice, and it was pissing you off. kyle stopped just behind you, inhaling sharply. it took a few seconds before his hands were massaging your shoulders, placing a delicate kiss on your cheek.
“sweetheart, you go upstairs. i got this,” he whispered in your ear. you finally opened your eyes, scowling at stan, and turned to kiss your husband. then you were taking the steps two at a time and slamming your bedroom door behind you.
sometimes you wished kyle had kept the short temper he had when he was younger. nowadays it only really came out around eric cartman, and his visits were far and few between. nowadays, it was only you getting angry. it was only ever you with a short temper and slim patience.
stanley marsh was all-around a fucking nightmare. of this you were convinced. it took nearly two hours before kyle was quietly entering your bedroom, rubbing your shoulders from behind. he pressed a kiss to the back of your head and rubbed his cold nose against your jaw.
“the kids are asleep. how about we take a bath, pretty thing?” he whispered into your ear, his fingertips trailing down your arm to take hold of your hand. you perked up at the thought, heart fluttering in your chest. the ghost of his fingertips was buzzing, leaving your body alight and your face flushed. even after all these years, kyle never failed to get you worked up over nothing.
“i think you should get the tap running,” you murmured, turning your head to press a slow kiss to your husband’s lips. he was the first to rise from where he sat on your bed, pressing another lingering kiss to your lips before running off to the conjoined master bathroom. you undressed yourself slowly, using makeup remover to take off all your makeup. once the tap fell silent, you graced kyle with your presence in the bathroom. the door lock clicked behind you.
he was already submerged in bubbly bath water, arm rested on the edge of the tub, the only lighting provided by flickering candles scattered around the room. you smiled softly at the man in the bathtub, the sentiment returned as his eyes raked your body.
normally, you’d be rushing to cover yourself with any cloth available, but there was something about kyle that made you feel beautiful. your hips had widened since bearing his two children, your tits were a little on the saggy side, and you never quite lost the pregnancy fat in your stomach, and yet he still looked at you as though you were the most beautiful woman on the planet.
you sunk into the warm water with kyle, capturing his lips in a sensual kiss. his hands immediately found their place on your ass, gripping tightly, pulling a low groan from your lips. you could feel him poking against your thigh, grinding your hips down against his cock and groaning into his open mouth. he moaned with you, guiding your hips against his, fingertips directing his dick towards your entrance.
once he finally entered you, you let out a high pitched whimper and continued the slow movements of your hips. his fingernails were forming crescents in your skin with how hard he was gripping you, bath water splashing over the sides of the tub, your shared moans filling the small room.
before long, the friction started building, a knot tightening in your lower stomach. you were finishing before you could fully grasp it, legs spasming and back arching violently. kyle’s hand flat against your spine kept you upright, sliding down to join his other hand in cupping the bubble of your ass.
he caught your lips, teeth tugging at your bottom lip, slowly standing from the bathtub, supporting your weight via your ass. you were sat flat against the counter within seconds, kyle pulling out just to sink to his knees. his tongue fluttered rapidly against your sensitive clit, drawing high pitched moans from your lips as your thighs tightened around his head and your hand buried itself in his damp curls.
he worked you through another two orgasms, the time between each shortening until you were a moaning, whimpering mess of jolting muscles and dripping juices.
“you’re so pretty,” kyle groaned into your pussy, planting one last kiss against your labia before rising back up to his feet. you circled an arm around the back of his neck, drawing his face down to get a taste of yourself. his tongue pressed against yours with every eager movement of your lips, his hand guiding his cock back into you.
his thrusts were rough and your moans were loud, filling the bathroom with obscene squelching noises and skin slapping skin. it took only a handful of movements before his hips stilled, his cock buried as deep as he could get it, twitching against your inner walls as he filled you to the brim.
as soon as he managed to finish bathing you, nearly an hour later, he snuggled up behind you in bed. you sighed contentedly, curling your legs in towards your chest, heart fluttering beneath your rib cage.
“you’re so amazing,” you whispered into the warm silence of your bedroom. kyle chuckled and pressed a kiss to your shoulder.
“i should say the same to you, my love. i really do have the most gorgeous wife.” you sighed again, smiling as you turned your head to glance at him over your shoulder.
even in the low lighting provided only by a nightlight in the floor, he was gorgeous. the shadows perfectly defined his sharp jaw and sharp nose, an elegant halo shining yellow against his fiery hair. you thanked every god above for sending you this beautiful man and letting him be yours forever.
“i love you, ky. i really do. but your best friend is going to be the death of me.”
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lunarwhisperer · 9 months
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What happens when Wendy Testaburger, a recently fired journalist, bumps into Stan Marsh – one of Denver's most successful CEOs? Coincidentally, he also happens to be a single father who is looking for a new babysitter for his four-year-old daughter.
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My all new multi-chaptered Stendy fanfic Serendipity – coming December 2023!
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christwi · 1 year
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jimbo and ned headcanon dump
Ned:
Ned is partially blind, mostly in his right eye. their eyes are pretty sensitive to light aswell which is why they wear sunglasses.
on the topic of his eyes tho, theyre pale green. they were alot more vividly green when he was younger.
Jimbo helps him tie his headband on every morning
bro he can go weeks without showering without any complaints.
he eats raw meat sometimes and it concerns alot of his friends.
his only living biological relative is his sister, however hes found his own family now, and jimbo is that family, that and the marshes. while he doesnt see them that much, he still considers stan his own nephew just as much as jimbo does, even if he doesnt say that outloud.
hes pretty good at climbing despite his lack of a particular limb.
Jimbo:
im still thinking about his eye color but im thinking of him either having dark brown eyes or possibly some form of heterochromia for the fun of it.
ned refuses to let him use the oven unsupervised yet due to him almost burning down the kitchen on several occasions (and i say yet because hes still trying to teach him how to Not set the house on fire)
hes great at sewing, hes made some diy taxidermy and clothes from animal pelts.
stan showed him pictures of fursuiters once. hes still in shock.
he unironically enjoys eating bugs.
when he was around stans age he would bite people who pissed him off. still has the urge to do it sometimes.
has a bit of a problem with placing bets on things like sports too often so he sets a particular limit for himself on how much he can bet at a time.
Jimbo and Ned:
1. They designed and built their house together from the ground up and had to acquire a couple skills along the way from it, mostly via hurting themselves multiple times and learning to not do the things that caused that again and also getting advice from people who actually knew how to build things.
2. they arent legally married, and still werent after it was legalized. mostly due to not wanting to lose sales at their shop, ratings on their show, and lose a couple friends. but also because they dont see the point in signing a bunch of dumb paperwork to make them legally linked together.
3. they had a small, at home wedding, nothing big or fancy. they didnt want anything fancy to begin with though so it worked just fine for them. just a small ceremony with randy and sharon and a set of rings was all they actually needed and wanted. (stan and shelly were around 2 and 6 at the time, left them at home with a babysitter.)
4. yk the girls from the craig x tweek episode right. one of them carved jimbo and neds initials into a big tree stump and jimbo and ned were only notified of it because stan accidentally let it slip infront of them. (stan thought of jimbo and ned as being too macho to be gay so he didnt think too hard on it, but still does from time to time)
5. jimbos the more physically affectionate of the two while ned is more words-of-affirmation oriented. they learned this overtime and work with eachothers love languages.
6. ever since what happened with MBP, jimbo has been more cautious with ned. making sure he doesnt get hurt. ned appreciates this but sometimes jimbo goes a little overboard on it and ned has to reassure him that hes fine. but sometimes ned doesnt believe that himself.
7. theyve been almost caught and even directly caught being affectionate with one another on multiple occasions, but most didnt even notice or consider it anything other than platonic. and those who did (skeeter, but also sharon, randy, and shelly but those three dont count) have kept their mouths shut about it. theyre thankful and also shocked everyday that almost noones found them out after over 30 years.
8. they dont know if its "time" to tell stan and shelly about their relationship. they think shellys ready and plan to tell her eventually, stan on the other hand theyre waiting a couple years to tell. him and marvin are the only ones who dont know. not telling marvin tho hes just gonna have a heart attack right on the spot and die
thank you for reading !!
(post has since been edited due to some consistency errors cuz i wrote this at fuckin 2am and didnt think too much on it so yea)
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Can you do like a fanfiction where hellPark Gregory is getting tickled by hellpark stan?
Of course!! Btw I saw the drawing requests, I'll try to do them as soon as possible!
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INFO Lee!Gregory (Hellpark) Ler!Stan (Hellpark)
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"Tickle the rudeness out"
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After a long time of "war" between Craig's and Gregory's gang, it's finally over. No more killing, no more traumas. At least, not between them. This truce is a relieve to both of the groups, since ones don't want to die and others don't want to be bothered with that. The only ones who got either mad or sad was Pip, who would end up breaking it at some point. What happened to him wasn't Gregory's problem, the other one who almost refused to agree.
"Even Estella it's okay with it, why wouldn't you? Don't be such a pussy!"
It's what Damien said to him, to finally make him understand a deal it's a deal. Sadly, he couldn't do anything. If the king says, the others listen. It's simple.
After a few days, Tweek wanted to visit Craig, and since even Pip knows what he's able to do, somebody needed to take care of him. Of course… Gregory. Why not him? The perfect person to be a babysitter… …or not.
Either way, he agreed with it. He needed some distraction, and besides, Craig and his group weren't that bad. According to him: they're pathetic. Nothing more, nothing less.
"You know where his house is, right?"
Asked Gregory, while walking with Tweek.
"Of course! I was summoned there, y'know…"
The reason of the question was that… they obviously weren't going to Craig's house. Actually, this place was kinda familiar. A bad type of familiar.
"Then where the hell are we going."
His voice tone changed drastically, making the other scared a bit.
"W-Well, you see… his parents are in his house, and the things we need to talk about are, uh… personal."
"So you're going to make out infront of me. So elegant."
This conclusion made Tweek's face get red almost instantly.
"NONONONO! Of course not!! Actually, Craig said he would call a friend so you won't be alone!"
Silence. Obviously he's not that nice. There's something going on there.
"I already regret."
And finally, after all of this, they saw where they would stay. The worst option of them all. Stan's house.
"Tweek… I hate you so, so much."
He smirked awfully and knocked, waiting for someone to come. Not a minute later, the door open, with an evil laugh and incredibly annoying look coming from the house's owner.
"Hello."
"Oh, h-hi Stan-"
"Craig is in my room, you guys can enter."
And immediately gave them space to go, having himself a space in the couch.
Nobody was in the house, just them. While Craig and Tweek chatted in the bedroom, Gregory and Stan decided to stay in the living room. The only sound coming from there was the TV, because if it depended on them, the place would be completely quiet. They may not be trying to kill each other right now, but the hate still exists. Well, atleast in Gregory's side. But at some point, Stan got tired from doing nothing.
"Hey Greg-"
"DON'T."
Interrupted, showing the face of his palm.
"But I-"
"DON'T. TALK. TO ME."
Four words. Just four words and the boy with blue cap was already angry.
"Look man, I'm trying to start something here-"
"I still hate you, Stan Marsh. So DON'T talk to me."
His little 'fancy ass talking' made everything worse. He wanted to punch this blonde boy so much, but if he did, it would be like giving up on the truce. Besides, he would die for sure. So… what else?
"Gregory, I'll try one more time. And if you interrupt me again, I will…"
The demon was ready to do it.
"I…"
And slowly, the hand and his face were almost touching. This wasn't just increasing the anger, but also making him nervous.
"…I'll tickle this fucking rudeness out of you!"
"You'll what?"
Stan didn't even think of what he would say, but in the end, it seemed to be a good idea.
"Y-Yeah! You heard me, little prince."
"This is ridiculous. Really fits you."
"I wouldn't be so tough if I were you."
This phrase got Greg's attention.
"Was this a threat?"
Stan approached, with an evil smile in their face.
"Maybe."
That face. That damn face. He was so confident, so sure of himself, so... irritating.
"You little shit..."
And just right after, his arm couldn't move anymore, and a tingly sensation past through his body.
"BbbAHA-"
"Little what?"
"yOHOHOU- BAHAHAHaaHA-"
And in matter of seconds, Stan's body was above, preventing him from running away or defend himself properly.
"GEHEHET OFF MEHEHIHI- HAHAHA!"
Even though it didn't tickled that much, Gregory always used to be exaggerated, a real drama queen. And not-so surprinsingly, the other knew it very well.
"Stop being so dramatic Greg's, this don't even tickles that much."
"YOHOU DON'T KNOHO- HIYAAAA"
Just a little tickling in the armpits made them scream like a little girl. A shame for the one being tickled, and pure comedy for the tickler.
"PFFft, what type of scream is that?"
"SHHH- HAHAHA SHUUHU- FUHUHCK! IHIHI KIHIHILL Y... HEHEHEHE!"
"No no Gregory, no using your powers on humans, remember? You must obey the rules~"
His hands kept switching positions between his armpits, ribs and sides, so this made things a little worse. 'Should I protect my sides? But what if he tickles my ribs instead?' These thoughts came all in one, so in the end he couldn't avoid anything. He became a giggly and squirmy mess.
"OHOHOTHER PFFHAHAHA"
"Huh? Other? Like... another place? 'Kay. If you say so."
"NOHOHOHO"
Stan stopped a bit just to take a look at his ticklish spots. This was the perfect opportunity to knock him out and just run, and Gregory obviously knew that. He prepared his punch, got up, and when was finally about to free himself... felt a hug.
"What the..."
This is weird. Definitely weird.
"Let me fucking go you miserable rat!"
The black haired guy smirked.
"Still not out, I see."
And slowly got the fingers into his back, moving them in a silly way.
"pffttTHAHAHATA FUHUHUCK"
The demon was strong, even without his powers he could find a way to find a way to get out, but the ticklishness was just... stronger. His arms and legs got weak.
"Say sorry and this is over, man. Pretty easy, isn't it?"
"AHAHAHA SHIHIHITTT HIHIHEHEHE-"
One or two minutes passed and even Marsh didn't understood why he didn't said anything yet. Gregory may be arrogant, but when it's something they don't like, he give up. Stan thought that maybe it was a spot too 'dangerous', but even when Greg was just giggly, didn't said a thing.
The tickling continued for a while, until Stan stopped suddenly.
"Hahahah... hah... uh... huh?"
...silence. An awful silence.
Gregory stared with a confusing expression, like someone who wanted it to continue. But then, he finally remembered: That's Stan Marsh.
"D-Don't touch me anymore!"
With the space given, the boy got up and walked away, with a shy yet surprising face. 'He didn't realized it.', thought. It was a relieve.
"That's it! I'm calling Estella to take care of Tweek and I'll-"
"...you seemed happy."
'...shit.'
He noticed. He noticed that Gregory was actually having fun.
"E-Excuse me?! This was pure sexual harassment! How DARE you say something..."
A teasy smile grew in Stan's face. He crossed his arms, and did an EXTREMELY visible eye contact.
"C'mon. Confess."
These seconds staring at each other seemed like hours for the one who got tickled just a moment ago. Yes, Stan was right. Completely right. But, if the tickler wasn't him... everything would be easier. Would be better.
"I..."
"Hi."
And finally, after all this time, Craig and Tweek came back. Didn't came when Greg was screaming and laughing, but came now. Better now than never.
"Finally! Tweek, let's go RIGHT. NOW."
Said Gregory, pulling the other by his arm with a little delicacy so he wouldn't hurt him.
"Wha- What happened? And what was all these noises down here? Did he hurt you?"
The same with a red and angry face opened the door and left, leaving in quick steps.
"Nothing, you don't need to know and no, now let's go."
"Bye-bye."
Craig waved slowly, seeing the both of them leaving in a rush. He closed the door and made company to Stan in the couch, changing the TV channel to something more interesting.
"Hey Craig."
"Huh?"
"What's that thing that you and Tweek talked about? Like, to the point you needed to come to my house."
"Oh."
Craig lay down on where he was, with a little smile and bored face.
"Nothing that matters. I just wanted that bastard to suffer in your hands."
Stan cracked a little.
"Then you failed."
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sevenkaspbrak · 4 years
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boy next door || my babysitter's a vampire x losers club au
happy Halloween!! I've been rebinging this show the entire month and while doing so I wrote/made this because why not?
inspiration: my childhood. (and spooky season)
disclaimer: if you haven’t seen the movie/show I suggest you go watch it (both are currently on Netflix), it’ll make a lot more sense reading this au. some of the hcs I will mention are canon in the show. anyways I hope you all enjoy, let me know what you think!!
~
Bev, Bill, and Richie as Benny, Rory, and Ethan (left to right)
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- Bev is a spunky lesbian/hopeless romantic/NERD all fax no printer
- the same applies for Richie LMAO
- Richie is a seer (has visions via touch) and Bev is an amateur wizard (carries her spell book everywhere, sometimes studies it in class rather than paying attention)
- the best (supernatural hunter) friends. these incredibly intelligent nerds are the reason Derry is safe from harm.
- Bevichie rights!
- Bill is an adorable dumbass who became a vampire due to peer pressure. he likes to show up at the worst times and often wanders around
- he's also the kind of person who announces everything while it's happening. example: *running away from a monster* "guys, I think they're after us!"
- Richie really likes Eddie (and everyone knows it) but he won’t admit it
Eddie and Stan as Sarah and Erica (left to right)
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- the best vampire duo
- wdym Stan is the “weakest?” my ass, he’s the baddest vampire out there PERIOD
- will flirt for supper
- Stan and Bill once kissed in a blood donor truck while trying to steal blood AH
- Eddie: *teases Bev and Richie for acting like nerds yet spends a majority of his time with them*
- Erica’s love for Dusk = Stan’s love for birds
- Eddie struggles to embrace who he is (because he didn't choose the vampire life in the first place) but slowly learns to accept himself
- he will do anything to keep his friends and crush safe
Ben as Jane
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- one thing they have in common is that they are both UNDERESTIMATED
- babey™
- will keep his mouth shut for money and candy
- too young to go on supernatural missions :(
- gives zero fucks
Mike as Evelyn
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- Mike walked so Bev and Richie could run
- keeps their supernatural talents a secret from Bev and Richie’s parents
- the wisest earth priest to exist
- has been around and seen some things
- super helpful and underrated
bonus!!
Reddie as Sarah and Ethan
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- they have so many comparisons wow
- beating around the bush
- have almost kissed
- *romantic tension noises*
- DIDNT GET THE ENDING THEY DESERVE!!!
- brains and brawn™
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Can you do Shelley Marsh x female babysitter reader, platonic, where the reader helps Shelley with her self esteem.
🦷 Shelly Marsh x fem!Reader platonic Oneshot You are a very beautiful girl 🥋
You sat in Stan's room and helped him do his homework. It's not the first time you've worked as a babysitter for a family of friends of your parents. You remembered well the time when you only had to look after their daughter Shelly, but now you usually spent time with Stan. You were older than both of them, so their parents asked you to look after them. When you heard the crash from Shelly's room, you wanted to jump up and run to her, but Stan stopped you.
"Don't go to her, she's been angry since she got braces"
"Angry?"
You looked at Stan blankly, but when you heard the crash again, you couldn't stay still. You knocked softly on Shelly's room, but the girl didn't hear you, so you took the liberty to look into her room
"Shelly? Are you okay?"
The girl froze, about to throw another thing at the wall. When she saw you, she blushed deeply and indignantly shouted at you.
"Leave me alone!"
You sighed heavily, but you weren't going to leave. You walked into the room and closed the door behind you.
"Shelly... Tell me what happened..."
You walked up to her and put your hand on her shoulder. Shelly couldn't hold back for long and started crying. You hugged her, stroking her back soothingly.
"Come on, honey... What happened?.."
"They say I'm scary..."
"Who?.."
"That's it! They all think I'm ugly!"
"So they're jerks"
Shelly looked up at you uncertainly with her tear-stained eyes.
"It's easy for you to say! You're beautiful!"
You gently stroked her hair.
"At your age, I didn't have braces, but I had acne, but that didn't make me scary and braces don't make you scary"
Shelly was sniffling. It was hard for her to believe what you were saying, but she knew you wouldn't lie to her.
"You're only saying that because you're my babysitter..."
You sighed heavily and squatted down in front of her.
"Shelly, listen to me, you are a very beautiful girl and no braces, pimples or anything else can spoil it, and if someone tries to convince you otherwise, then this person simply envies you and you should not pay attention to them, remember my words, dear, when you are at my age all these people will beg you to go on dates with them or just be friends with you."
Shelly sniffed again and wiped away tears.
"You sound like you're already old..."
She hugged you, in her heart rejoicing that you were there. You knew that one conversation wouldn't raise her self-esteem, but you weren't going to stop at one conversation.
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frogggilles · 4 years
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Also I'm out of ideas so:
Requests open
drawings bc I'm still insecure about my writing
you can send me a pm or an ask about what you want
I won't do NSFW, slight gore its ok
you can request ships, any! yeah go crazy, but I also can say no.
I work on traditional mostly so it might take some time
I've been thinking about rejoining some fandoms, actually South Park , Bones and My babysitter is a vampire. I mostly like/reblog post about it, but I've been thinking about creating actual content, like fanfics or fanart, which is what I mostly do but for jjba, but I'm a little bit tired of only doing fanarts for
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~South Park~
~Masterlist~
~One shots~
Bebe Stevens:
Butters Stotch: Running Away (Angst) Overstimulated Love (NSFW) At Work?! How Scandalous! (NSFW) Secret Admirer (Romance)
Clyde Donovan:
Craig Tucker:
Eric Cartman:
Gregory of Yardale: My Dearest (Romance)
Heidi Turner:
Jimmy Valmer:
Kenny McCormick: Things Change (Angst) Regret (Angst/Romance) Bragging Rights (Romance)
Kyle Broflovski: Jealousy (Romantic) Red Roses (Romantic) All About Us (Romantic Valentine) Biker Girl/Boy (Romance) Just A Taste (Romance) 200 Followers Special (Romance)
Nicole Daniels:
Stan Marsh: To Date an Alcoholic (Angst) Falling Apart (Angst) As the Bottle Burst (Comfort) Innocence (Romantic) Don't Get Caught (NSFW)
Scott Malkinson:
Token Black:
Trent Boyett: Meeting Trent (Romance)
Tweek Tweak:
Wendy Testaburger:
~Headcanons~
Alternate Au: The Sam Marsh Show
Bebe Stevens: Lazy Reader (Romance)
Butters Stotch: Boyfriend HCs (Romance) Reader w/ APD (Romance) Plan B Buying (Romance) DOM Butters (NSFW) To Faint and Cuddle (Romance) Ever Heard of Knocking? (Romance) Lingerie (NSFW)
Clyde Donovan: Late Bloomer (Romance)
Craig Tucker: Boyfriend HCs (Romance) Late Bloomer (Romance)
Eric Cartman: German Reader (Romance) Czech Reader (Romance) Reader w/ APD (Romance) Lazy Reader (Romance) Nightmares (Comfort) To Faint and Cuddle (Romance) Puberty Sucks (Platonic or Romantic)
Gregory of Yardale: Headcanons (Romantic/NSFW)
Heidi Turner:
Jimmy Valmer: To Faint and Cuddle (Romance) Last Ones Standing (Romance) General Dating HCs (Romance)
Kenny McCormick: Boyfriend HCs (Romance) Late Bloomer (Romance) Baker Reader (Romance) Innocent Sister (Platonic) Paparazzi (Romance) Maid Cafe (Romance) Detective Reader (Romance) Puberty Sucks (Platonic or Romantic)
Kyle Broflovski: German Reader (Romance) Reader w/ APD (Romance) Lazy Reader (Romance) Late Bloomer (Romance) Dyslexia (Romance) DOM Kyle (NSFW) Last Ones Standing (Romance) Ever Heard of Knocking? (Romance) Puberty Sucks (Platonic or Romantic)
Nicole Daniels:
Post Covid: NSFW Dom Reader
Stan Marsh: DOM/SUB (NSFW) The Wrath of Wendy Testaburger (Romance) Ever Heard of Knocking? (Romance) Lingerie (NSFW) Puberty Sucks (Platonic or Romantic)
Scott Malkinson: Captain Diabetes(Romance) Jealousy (Romance)
Team Craig:
Team Stan: Superheros (Romance) Best Babysitter (Platonic) Language Barrier (Platonic) Psychic Reader (Platonic)
The Girls: Over protective friends (Platonic)
Token Black:
Trent Boyett: Trent HCs (Romance)
Tweek Tweak: Plan B Buying (Romance) Fem. Reader (NSFW)
Wendy Testaburger: Lazy Reader (Romance) Sister-Like Reader (Platonic) Jealousy (Platonic) Dyslexia (Romance) Last Ones Standing (Romance)
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lunarwhisperer · 1 year
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What will Serendipity be about?
Without revealing too much, here's the summary of the story:
What happens when Wendy Testaburger, a recently fired journalist, bumps into Stan Marsh – one of Denver's most successful CEOs? Coincidentally, he also happens to be a single father who is looking for a new babysitter for his four-year old daughter.
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writteninsunshine · 3 years
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Requests Open!
I need to get back to actually doing shit on this blog. I’ve been neglecting it for months. Finally got it cleaned up a little better, and I was hoping that someone would want to help me out? These will end up being whatever they will, from short drabbles to longer one-shots depending on what I feel for the prompt and stuff. Just go through my prompts tag and send in this list:
Fandom:  ; Ship:  ; Prompt:
Please also read the Requesting Rules, and here are the ships/fandoms I am currently willing to write for: The Babysitter, Blair Witch, Ed, Edd 'n Eddy, Final Fantasy VII, Insidious, IT, Kingdom Hearts, Kingdom Hearts/Final Fantasy VII, Lollipop Chainsaw, Mad Max, The Meg, SAW, South Park, Team Fortress 2, Until Dawn
To skip to a certain fandom, just hit CTRL + F to find it. Thank you!
The Babysitter
Bee/Allison
Bee/Sonya
Cole/Melanie
John/Allison
John/Bee
Max/Allison
Max/Bee
Max/Cole
Max/John
Sonya/Allison
Blair Witch Game
Carver/Ellis Lynch
Ed, Edd, ‘n Eddy
Eddy/Edd
Kevin/Edd
Kevin/Rolf
Johnny/Jimmy
Sarah/Jimmy
Final Fantasy VII
Burke/Beck
Cloud Strife/Kadaj
Dyme/Barret Wallace
Genesis Rhapsodos/Sephiroth
Two Guns/Angeal Hewley
Loz/Yazoo
Reeve Tuesti/Vincent Valentine
Roche/Cloud Strife
Roche/Reno
Rude/Reno
Tifa/Aerith
Tseng/Kadaj
Tseng/Reno
Tseng/Rufus ShinRa
Vincent Valentine/Reno
Wedge/Biggs
Zack Fair/Cloud Strife
Zack Fair/Cloud Strife/Kadaj
Insidious
Dalton Lambert/Foster Lambert
Josh Lambert/Parker Crane
Josh Lambert/Specs
Lipstick Face Demon/Foster Lambert
Tucker/Specs
IT (2017)
Belch Huggins/Victor Criss
Belch Huggins/OC
Ben Hanscom/Beverly Marsh
Bill Denbrough/Ben Hanscom/Beverly Marsh
Bill Denbrough/Beverly Marsh
Bill Denbrough/Stan Uris
Butch Bowers/Patrick Hockstetter
Butch Bowers/Victor Criss
Henry Bowers/Belch Huggins
Henry Bowers/Belch Huggins/Victor Criss
Henry Bowers/Victor Criss
Mike Hanlon/Bill Denbrough/Stan Uris
Mike Hanlon/Patrick Hockstetter
Mike Hanlon/Richie Rozier/Stan Uris/Eddie Kaspbrak
Mike Hanlon/Stan Uris
Mike Hanlon/Victor Criss
Patrick Hockstetter/Avery Hockstetter
Patrick Hockstetter/Belch Huggins
Patrick Hockstetter/Belch Huggins/Victor Criss
Patrick Hockstetter/Henry Bowers
Patrick Hockstetter/Henry Bowers/Belch Huggins
Patrick Hockstetter/Henry Bowers/Belch Huggins/Victor Criss
Patrick Hockstetter/Henry Bowers/Victor Criss
Patrick Hockstetter/Victor Criss
Pennywise/Pennywise
Pennywise/Victor Criss
Richie Tozier/Eddie Kaspbrak
Richie Tozier/Stan Uris/Eddie Kaspbrak
Kingdom Hearts
Axel/Demyx
Axel/Marluxia
Axel/Xaldin
Axel/Zexion
Eraqus/Xehanort
Eraqus/Xemnas
Larxene/Namine
Lexaeus/Zexion
Luxord/Demyx
Luxord/Marluxia
Luxord/Roxas
Luxord/Xaldin
Pence/Olette
Rai/Fuu
Riku/Sora
Roxas/Xion
Saix/Axel/Demyx
Saix/Axel/Zexion
Saix/Demyx
Saix/Xemnas
Seifer/Hayner
Vexen/Demyx
Vexen/Marluxia
Xaldin/Marluxia
Xigbar/Demyx
Xigbar/Marluxia
Xigbar/Xaldin
Xigbar/Xemnas
Xigbar/Zexion
Lollipop Chainsaw
Gideon Starling/Elizabeth Starling
Lewis Legend/Swan
Nick Carlyle/Juliet Starling
Vikke/Josey
Zed/Mariska
Zed/Swan
Les Misérables
Combeferre/Courfeyrac
Courfeyrac/Jean “Jehan” Prouvaire
Grantaire/Enjorlas
Jean Valjean/Javert
Joly/Lesgle/Muschietta
Marius/Cosette
Mad Max
Angharad/Capable
Dag/Capable
Dag/Cheedo
Dag/Toast
Max Rockatansky/Blood Shed Ted
Max Rockatansky/Imperator Furiosa
Nux/Slit
OC/OC
Rictus Erectus/The Ace
Stank Gum/Scabrous Scrotus
The Meg
Jaxx/Lori
Jaxx/Suyin
Jonas Taylor/DJ
Jonas Taylor/Heller
Jonas Taylor/Jaxx
Jonas Taylor/Mac
Jonas Taylor/Morris
Jonas Taylor/Suyin
The Wall/Jonas Taylor
The Wall/Toshi
Zhang/Morris
Saw
John Kramer/Amanda Young
Lawrence Gordon/Adam Faulkner
Logan Nelson/David (Saw .5)
Lukas Faulkner (OC)/Adam Faulkner
Lukas Faulkner (OC)/David (Saw .5)
Lukas Faulkner (OC)/Scott Tibbs
Lynn Denlon/Amanda Young
Mark Hoffman/Peter Strahm
Scott Tibbs/Adam Faulkner
Scott Tibbs/Lark
South Park
Bradley (Cartman Sucks)/Leopold “Butters” Stotch
Christophe “Ze Mole”/Firkle
Christophe “Ze Mole”/Kyle Broflovski
Christophe “Ze Mole”/Leopold “Butters” Stotch
Clyde Donovan/Bebe Stevens
Craig Tucker/Gregory of Yardale/Tweek Tweak
Craig Tucker/Tweek Tweak
Damien Thorn/Firkle
Damien Thorn/Phillip “Pip” Pirrup
Eric Cartman/Bebe Stevens
Eric Cartman/Firkle
Eric Cartman/Wendy Testaburger
Filmore Anderson/Firkle
Gregory of Yardale/Tweek Tweak
Ike Broflovski/Firkle
Kenny McCormick/Bradley (Cartman Sucks)/Leopold “Butters” Stotch
Kenny McCormick/Firkle
Kenny McCormick/Kyle Broflovski
Kenny McCormick/Leopold “Butters” Stotch
Kevin McCormick/Firkle
Michael/Pete
Michael/Firkle
Mike Makowski/Firkle
Mike Makowski/Larry
Nathan/Firkle
Quaid/Filmore Anderson
Quaid/Firkle
Red/Henrietta Biggle
Ryan Ellis/Larry
Scott Malkinson/New Kid
Scott Tenorman/Firkle
Stan Marsh/Firkle
Stan Marsh/Gregory Of Yardale
Stan Marsh/Pete
Stan Marsh/Gary Harrison
Stan Marsh/Wendy Testaburger
Trent Boyett/Firkle
Token Black/Clyde Donnovan
Token Black/Clyde Donnovan/Bebe Stevens
Team Fortress 2 (I have OC’s for this)
Demoman/Soldier
Engineer/Medic
Heavy/Medic
Pyro/Medic
Pyro/Scout
Pyro/Sniper
Sniper/Medic
Sniper/Scout
Soldier/Engineer
Spy/Scout
Spy/Sniper/Scout
Until Dawn
Billy Bates/Mike Munroe
Josh Washington/Chris
Josh Washington/Mike Munroe
Matt/Chris
Matt/Mike Munroe
Matt/Mike Munroe/Jessica/Sam/Billy Bates
Matt/Mike Munroe/Jessica/Sam/Billy Bates/Josh Washington
Matt/Mike Munroe/Jessica/Sam/Billy Bates/Josh Washington/Chris
Mike Munroe/Jessica
Mike Munroe/Sam
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adams · 4 years
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the only time i feel good falling (is when i'm falling fast and hard for you) // stenbrough // ao3 // for lil <3 // playlist
The year is 1994, and Bill Denbrough is going to ask Stan Uris to the prom. That is, if Stan doesn't ask Patty Blum first.
part one of two: saturday january 29, 1994
The year was 1994, and the Loser’s Club was in full swing, screaming along to grunge rock and alternative pop at the top of their lungs, all piled on each other’s lap in Mike’s truck, spilling popcorn all over the seats in crowded movie theaters, swapping sodas, and kicking each other out of the hammock in their clubhouse. The seven of them (eight, when Georgie insisted on being included) were inseparable. You could always find at least a pair of them tangled up together, napping on the broken down couch that they had found and dragged into the clubhouse or swimming and splashing around in the cold water of the quarry in early spring before the sun has time to warm the water for the season.
The year was 1994, and the Loser’s were seniors in high school, planning for their futures. They were in the final stretch of the school year, taking the last of their public school classes. Some were making up for lost credits, like Richie and Beverly, who had both missed more than their fair share of biology lessons to go out back and smoke hand-rolled cigarettes in the Derry Senior High’s tennis courts, while other Loser’s were working on obtaining as much extra credit as humanly possible. Eddie was interning with the local hospital, well on his way to earning a CNA degree before even finishing high school first, while Mike spent countless hours volunteering at the Derry Library, where he aided the regular librarians in cleaning, organizing, and developing children’s programming, even bringing in some of his grandfather’s ranch animals on occasion. Ben had found himself a pastime at the gym, gaining muscle, confidence, and the attention of many girls across the campus, though he famously, and kindly, turned down anyone who asked him out. He only had eyes for one girl, and Beverly knew how lucky she was.
Though they were all growing up and finding their differences from one another, they were close as they ever were, and then some.
The year was 1994, and the Losers had steadily climbed the rungs of the social ladder, so that by the time of their senior year, they were ready and willing to date. Mike, handsome and charismatic, had dated a handful of girls by that point, and was seeing a sweet girl by the name of Hannah Bishop. She was a blonde on the track team with Ben, but most importantly, she got along well with the rest of the Losers, making her the longest standing of Mike’s girlfriends.
Richie and Eddie had gotten their heads out of their asses by sophomore homecoming, when Richie had finally let himself come out to his friends, and Eddie practically leapt into his arms to kiss him on the spot. They kept the PDA down to a dull roar at school, still nervous of other kids’ reactions, but were still inseparable at the heart of it.
Bill and Beverly had long since broken up, reaching an amicable end partway through freshman year. They felt too young to settle into something serious, and still got nervous attempting to kiss in front of their friends, and knew they weren’t meant to be.
Bev had no trouble moving on, though, and after finding out that her most beloved possession, the Derry postcard with the sweetest poem written on the back that she had found after one of her most cherished memories, a day at the quarry with her boys, was written by none other than Ben Hanscom himself, she wasted no time in claiming him for her own, as if he had ever been anything but hers. Bill, though, had never seemed to move on in the same way. The vast majority of the school assumed he was still fixated on his redheaded friend, but most of the Losers knew better.
It was 1994, and Bill Denbrough was in love with Stanley Uris.
Stan, once an uptight, strange child, had grown into an uptight, strange young man. He was smart, in the running for valedictorian, and funnier than even Richie sometimes, with his quick wit and dry sense of humor. His unruly curls grew longer, framing his face and moved gently around him when he laughed or shook his head, disparaging as a disapproving parent, but always with the glint of humor in his eyes. The Losers never had to explain themselves to him; he always seemed to understand his friends almost better than they did themselves, which is why it infuriated most of them to no end when he insisted that his best friend and fearless leader Bill was still in love with Beverly Marsh, even three years after the definitive end of their relationship, if you could ever really call two fourteen year olds too shy to hold hands for fear of their friends’ mocking a relationship.
Even after the end of everything, though, Stan never made fun. The other Losers liked to tease Bill and Beverly about their sandbox romance, with even Ben throwing in a joke or two occasionally about having “stolen Bill’s girl,” Stan didn’t play along. He’d roll his eyes and move the conversation along, having settled into the much needed role of babysitter when it came to hanging out with the Losers. Even Mike was childish and liked to throw paper balls that once came in the shape of long-lost love letters around the clubhouse, but somehow, the ever-present Peter Pan syndrome never stuck to the most stoic member of the group when it came to the romances and heartbreaks of his friends. It was the kind of tact that Bill admired about him. Bill admired a lot about him.
One of his oldest friends, Bill knew Stan like the back of his hand. He knew which buttons to press to get him to shout and jump like a fool with the rest of them, he knew exactly which pleading look to give to make Stan roll his eyes and grab Bill’s hand, letting the tall auburn-haired boy pull him into the bed of Mike’s truck that Eddie was always fixing up right before the designated driver for the night sped off onto the highway, looking for some sort of fun. But most of all, Bill knew that Stan was different, like the rest of the Losers.
The day River Phoenix died only a few months before hit the group like a ton of bricks, but none of them cried, except for Stanley, who had a secret copy of My Own Private Idaho on tape hidden on his bookshelf between ornithology journals that no one except for Bill knew about. None of the Losers cried over the tragic death of a young celebrity except for Stanley, the strange and uptight boy who loved a strange movie a little too much to be a coincidence. Bill thought that he had put the pieces together, he thought that it meant that maybe, just maybe, Stan was different like him, like Richie and Eddie were different. Bill thought that he may have a chance to be with the boy he was in love with, and immediately began planning the most romantic and devastatingly cheesy set up in the history of Derry Senior High, starting with asking Stan to prom in early February. That was the ideal time, he thought, since it was early enough to get a head start, but not so early that Stan would be blindsided.
Bill knew that he had a chance with Stan, or at least he thought he did, until the last Saturday of January, when Stanley asked Patty Blum to prom.
Saturday, January 29, 1994, Three Months to Prom
“Richie, I swear to all that is holy in this world,” Beverly said, waving her hand with a not quite yet lit cigarette held between her fingers, “if you make me late to chemistry again tomorrow morning, I’m going to end your life.”
“I didn’t say that I’m actually going to go make out with Eddie in the locker room after his gym class, I just said it would be hot,” Richie said, waggling his finger like a chastising mother, “There’s a massive difference.”
“Not if Eddie agrees with you!”
“And I didn’t agree with him!” Eddie shouted, sounding guilty already, as though if given the chance before Bev piped up he would have agreed.
The group was in Bill’s backyard, huddled around a small bonfire near the back edge of the property. It was unusually warm that afternoon for a winter day, so they decided to make smores and hope that certain members of their exclusive club couldn’t find anything to catch on fire, either purposefully (Richie) or accidentally (Bill). They had all gathered only about 45 minutes prior to the locker room conversation, with Mike arriving earliest after dropping his girlfriend off at home, and Stan being the latest arrival, as he had… still not arrived. Bill pretended not to notice too much, but as ever, he wore his heart on his sleeve and looked over his shoulder to the gate door next to the house every few minutes, hoping for Stan to arrive soon.
“Stop being so antsy, Bill,” Ben said, nudging him with a stick to get his attention. “Stan will get here when he gets here.”
Bev draped herself across her boyfriend’s lap and put a hand against her forehead and spoke in a poor imitation of Bill’s voice, complete with the distinctive stutter that he was slowly growing out of, “I just c-can’t live wih-without him near me, Ben. Stan is muh-my light ah-and stars.”
“Hardy huh-har har, Bev,” Bill said, straight faced and unamused, “I just wuh-want to get stuh-st-started on the s-smores already.”
He might have convinced his friends if his face didn’t immediately betray him by lighting up when he turned around at the sound of the gate swinging open, making a sudden noise as the wood door smacked into the side of the fence as Stan drug his bike into the backyard. Stan’s face was red, and so were his gloveless fingers, but his face was broken into an uncharacteristically wide smile as he dropped his bike to the ground and jogged to where his friends were gathered around the fire.
“I wish you had called me for a ride,” Eddie’s disapproving tone was cancelled out by the concern on his voice when he took one of Stan’s icy hands in his own and rubbed his knuckles to warm him up.
“You won’t care about how cold I am when I tell you the good news,” Stan said, pulling his hand back and holding it over the fire.
“What g-good news?”
“I’m taking Patty to the prom.” Stan’s voice was proud, almost smug, and the yard got very silent for just long enough to hear a pin drop, when Beverly pulled at Stan’s arm and turned him to face his friends in excitement.
“Patty Blum? Since when!?”
“Since next Monday, officially,” he blushed and dropped his stare to the grass.
“Monday?” Mike asked, sounding as confused as Bill felt. Bill’s head was spinning and every sentence was like a bucket of cold water over his heart.
“Technically I haven’t asked her, but Karina is on the speech team with Patty, and on the debate team with me, and she told me today that Patty wants me to ask her, and I really, really want to.”
Bill’s heart dropped out of his chest and into his stomach.
“How do you know it isn’t a trick?” Richie’s question was next, “Like that time Sam Ferris asked Eddie to formal?” He wrapped an arm around his boyfriend and planted a kiss on his temple, as if to apologize for bringing it up. Eddie did look a little peeved.
“It’s not.” Bill said, finally. He knew it couldn’t be a trick, because Patricia Blum is a nice girl, and because he knows all too well how easy it is to envision a date to prom with Stan Uris.
Stan shot him a smile.
There’s another moment of silence, where Bill can feel the prickle of eyes on him and he doesn’t even glance to his side to know that he’s right, that Beverly is giving him a look full of reserved pity. He speaks up again.
“Good,” he says, “You deserve a pretty girl like that.”
And the spell is broken. The Losers all start chiming in with what they think Stan should say, and how he should dress, and what a striking couple the two of them will be, Stan standing tall and lean with the impossibly thin and honey-blonde haired Patty Blum on his arm, dressed to the nines in a sweaty gym, classing up the place just by being there, smiling together. Bill could see it clear as day.
“I’m going to g-go get some more chuh-chocolate, now th-that Stan is here,” he smiled a tight smile and stood up to go into the house. Even if no one else wanted smores, Bill somehow felt a greater need for stuffing his face full of chocolate than he had ever experienced before.
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