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huhniebowl · 9 months

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could u do a morning/night cuddling with dom blurb/oneshot ?? him just being super clingy and soft

hi:) thank u for requesting, & thank u even more for ur paitence! this is a bit short, but sweet. and as always i seemed to have taken a sappier route. i do hope u love this, but please feel free to message me if this wasn't up to ur liking, i have no problem catering to u<3

You’re fresh out of the shower, and dressed for bed when you hear it.

A rhythmic knock at your apartment door. A spoon full of ice cream sits frozen in your mouth, and you still in your bed. You furrow your eyebrows and glance at the clock. It's 12 am, and last time you checked, none of your friends had mentioned stopping by.

At the same time the knocking stops, your phone chimes with a text.

Dom: open the fucking door

You grin and sit up, spoon still between your lips.

You: U have a fuckin key

You: Use it

You: I'm not gettin out of bed

You swear you can hear muttered curses from outside, and a bag drop.

Dom: fucking prick

A few minutes pass, and the door opens. You hear him close and lock it, then the sound of your fridge opening.

You go in for another scoop of ice cream, a smile big on your face when shuffling is heard coming down the hallway. You can hardly conceal your giddiness.

You haven’t seen your boyfriend in just over a week, he had a week-long studio session with Kenny. So to say that you were feigning to see him again would be an understatement.

Just as you pull your spoon from your lips, your bedroom door swings open and there he stands.

Backpack slung over his shoulder, and his hair a bit damp from what you assume is from a shower.

He looks at you, trying to look irritated, but there’s a smile under it. In fact, it wants to show out so badly, that Dominic turns around, takes a deep breath then faces you again.

You burst into laughter, and it’s then he can’t pretend anymore. He grins so big his eyes start to crinkle, and he drops his bag to the floor.

“You’re such a prick for making me dig for my keys.” He starts, kicking off his Crocs, and tugging off his hoodie.

“Ah yes, I think I read something like that in the text you sent me.” You shrug, placing your bowl and spoon on your nightstand, knowing what's about to come.

Dominic nods his head and sucks his teeth.

“Mhm, so since you wanna be smart, you know what’s coming right?” He closes your bedroom door and gets into a running position. Your grin has yet to wipe off your face, and you scurry over to your side of the bed.

“Dom I swear.” You start, it’s a fake warning. You know it, and he does too.

“Too late.” Then he breaks off into a mini-sprint and lunges himself onto your bed. He makes sure to land softly, but sturdy. Landing right on top of you.

You scream and your arms automatically spring out and wrap around him. You lock your legs around his waist and cling to him like a koala. He laughs with you, pulling his head up to tilt it back, and you melt.

He looks youthful. Happy. Content. You’re own laughing slows, and eventually fades out. You can’t help but admire him in this state. He looks absolutely beautiful, and you can’t believe he’s all yours.

You unwrap your arms from his neck and bring your hands up to cup his face. It’s then his laughs simmer down. He’s looking at you, eyebrows furrowed at the sudden change in atmosphere. He sees the faraway look in your eyes, they almost seem to be glazed over and glimmering. You swipe your thumb over the apple on his cheek, and Dom softly smiles.

“You’re beautiful Dominic.” You lift a hand up from his face to his hair; raking it back before settling back on his cheek. “I love you so much.” You breathe.

The air around the two of you gets warm. Feels heavy, but in the way of comfort. His lips slightly part. He breathes out a laugh, and looks off to the side, shaking his head.

“God, what did I do to deserve you.” Before you can reply, Dom leans down and places his lips on yours. You gasp, but it doesn't take you long to recover. You kiss him back with fever, you press back with intention and pressure. It’s sweet. It’s languid, and it’s home.

You bring a hand up behind his neck and press him in deeper. There’s nothing sloppy or obscene about it. It’s intimate; a moment reserved only for you and Dominic. You could spend a lifetime kissing him. Having him wrapped in your embrace. This is worth everything to you.

To your dismay, he pulls away from your lips and just brushes his over yours gently. He kisses down your jaw, to your neck, then ends his trail on your shoulder.

On his way down he mumbles sweet nothings, expressing his love and admiration for you after each kiss. You have to keep yourself from drowning under it all. It doesn’t take much for you to want to be completely consumed by him. By everything that makes Dominic, Dominic.

He pulls back, and your hand goes right back to his face. Both your thumbs swipe at the x’s on his lids, and Dom sighs.

You unwrap your legs from his waist, and you maneuver yourselves under the comforter. Dom still lies on top of you, now in between your legs, head on your chest. You have him held secure in your arms, as he traces patterns on your hipbone.

Every now and then softly snapping the fabric of your panties against it. He leans down to place a tender kiss on your skin, then lifts up to leave one more kiss on your lips. It’s soft and heavy. You have to fight the urge to keep him there.

You feel his body melt into yours, when he goes back to your chest. His heartbeat begins to slow, stepping into rhythm with yours.

The soft scratching of your nails in his hair, your fingertips dipping inside the top of his shirt to rub at his back. It’s all so warm.

Whatever was weighing on his shoulders. Whatever was plaguing his mind. Whatever was being said about him, draining his mental and will to succeed in his work. It’s all burned.

Burned away by the warmth only you seem to emit. It comes from your lips when you kiss him. It comes from your arms when you hold him. And it comes from your eyes when you look at him as if he’s the sun and stars. And it’s all for him.

“I love you too.” He mumbles, leaning up to leave a kiss on the underside of your chin.

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lollipopliccer · 4 months

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ꫂ ၴႅၴ cock warming , big cocky hahaa , praise , pet names ꫂ ၴႅၴ

lollipopliccer drabble babbles ❦ hehehe first drabblleeeee, im gonna call em my drabble babbles , cuz in these they’re just gonna be straight waffle. this post was meant to b short but i still ended up making it too fucking long UGH + barely anytime went into this soo yea.

in need of some proper pampering ૮꒰˶•⤙•˶ ꒱ა

kento taking care of his baby after you feel so fucking exhausted and irritable from doing uni assignments allll day (yes fucking plssss!)

kento who just says “come here, my love” as you grumble and stomp, but once you hear nanami’s soft, deep voice it immediately gets to you, having you already feeling pouty. u walk up from ur desk to the couch to where kento’s sat. walking up to him you feign indifference from the way his voice affects you, even though his voice has your mind going placesss

although you still feel a little stubborn, instead of taking your rightful place on his lap, you rather defiantly snark a

“what.”

nanami already knows how his baby gets so he ignores your little attitude for now. he takes your hand kissing it before guiding you onto him so you can straddle him. he pulls you close to him while he spreads his legs so you can sit on him comfy, just how you like.

“mmm there you go baby” kento soothes, you snuggle into him sum more. feeling too frustrated by the day u don’t wanna talk u don’t wanna think, u just want kento to hold u.

kento runs his fingers through your braids, lightly tracing along the nape of your neck, making you feel tingly all over. he then rubs your back with his other hand under your oversized hoodie, and you almost purr from the sensations

feeling so tender, u want him in you

“ken can i please…” you whisper, wanting him inside you. it would make you feel so placid, so nice and gooey

nanami knowing what you needed from the way you’ve been rocking on him from time to time, your purrs and little gasps weren’t helping him stay focused on calming you

“mmm, i’m not sure honey, that’ll take some prep” kento unsure of what you could take right now, didn’t want to hurt you

“m’good kennie, i just wanna sit on it” you tell kento raising ur head a bit so he can see u better

“mmmm” kento hums as he puts his forefinger under your chin guiding you up to him. before your lips touch he ghosts his thumb over your bottom lip. he practically salivates at how soft and plush they are. you bring your hands around his neck and pull him to you

oooo n the way he kisses is just so good, his lips so soft, you can taste your cocoa butter lip balm on his lips, the way he holds you in place. he would let you grind your hips on him for a little bit before you got whiny and he’d pulled out his hardening cock.

his cock in his hand, growing n throbbing, thankfully he was still a little soft so itd be easier for you to work in. kento’s cock was always struggle to take. no matter how many times you’ve slobbered and cum all over it. no matter where you were taking it, nanami took his time to work you up, thoroughly.

whether it was on his tongue or his fingers, or both, he’d make you cum for him over and over before he’d let you touch him. no matter how much he whined, he was a patient man, a man with discipline. it made you go fucking crazy.

“we’ll go slow and then you can sit on it, that okay baby?” kento conditions.

“k” you smirk, feeling elated that he’s gonna let you have your way.

he gently kisses your forehead before whispering down to you

“spit on it”

nanami still worried that you weren’t prepped enough, he didn’t want to hurt his princess. he wanted to make sure you were just so relaxed. so he makes sure to have you gather your spit and watch as you.

as your spit slides down his cock, you watch it twitch, and kento’s breath hitches. he uses your spit to help lubricate himself so it’ll be easier for you to take.

you hold onto his shoulders and let him guide his dick into your wet pussy. the stretch from just the tip has you suck in your breath,

“aaangh” you whine

nanami immediately soothes you pulling you into him so your head rests on his shoulder into his neck

“sshhh baby, i know, i know, i’ve got you, just gonna be a little more promise”

“mmm m’kay” you moan from feeling kento flex his hips into you more, making you take inch by inch. the stretch is unbelievable.

he’s so fucking thick and heavy, the way his dick throbs in you is just what you needed. the way he slowly glides his into you, so you can feel the veins of his cock melting you on him until you feel him bottom out in you.

your hips on his, the way he grips them, you can see the veins on his hands. his hands clutching the curves of your hips, helping you sit pretty on his dick, his gorgeous princess.

“good girl” he praises, so proud of you for being able to take him

you give a mix of a hum giggle as a response, too tired to talk. but loving the feel of him, loving all he was doing for you, you felt completely full, prettily stuffed and satisfied

#𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒃𝒍𝒆 ꫂ ၴႅၴ #𝓵𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓲 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 ❦#jujitsu kaisen #nanami kento #daddy nanami #nanami smut #drabble #nanami x y/n #kento nanami #kento smut #kento x reader #jjk smut #praise k!nk

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kenlvry · 4 months

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jealous

an; someone requested this but idk tumblr wouldn't allow me to edit it in drafts and i accidentally deleted it so here it is im sorry anon🙁🙁. btw this is more scenarios instead of hcs

17-18 stan, kenny, kyle!jealous x gn!reader (uses the term "your girl/mygirl" in kyles)

req : "can you do main 3 who's extremely jealous with reader?"

stan

"who was that?" stan had you pinned to a confined space, in the janitors closet to be more specific. he towers over you his shadow blocking the one light bulb in the closet. "..stan i have to get to class" you avoid eye contact, Stan's jealousy was something everyone was aware about but it was never this serious to the point he'd pull you in a closet.

"so do i, answer me who was that? you seemed to love laughing and giggling at his jokes, looking at him as if your boyfriend wasn't watching" although his head doesnt look down on you, his eyes does, he raises one eyebrow looking down on your figure. "stan it was just.." it was a friend but for some reason you wanted to push his buttons a little.. you know add a little fuel.

"and what if me and him have something? you got a problem with it?" if he wasn't close enough, now he is. he walks towards you in the already small space closing in on the distance between your bodies, "what?" his head now turns down to look at you. although you stutter you try to fight back "y-yeah.. what about it?" despite your cruel words that you have no idea is aching his heart your eyes fail to meet his.

"baby look at me in the eyes and tell me he loves you better than i do" stans voice was low, you've never seen this side of him and to be fair it was kinda hot. your eyes glance at his own pupils and your words seems to not want to come out. "well?" stan crosses his arms, "im waiting" he looks down on you.

you laugh, it was funny but you were lowk getting scared "im just kidding stan! godd youre no fun" you laugh awkwardly and wrap your arms around his neck, tiptoeing. "that wasn't funny y/n i was actually about to cry" he sighs hugging you back.

"im serious though who is he" stan says his mouth inches away from your ear, tou you laugh "its a friend you idiot" "i dont care, no man should make another's girlfriend laugh so beautifully" he pulls back from the hug looking at you "sure next time I'll make him kiss me beautifully" "dude??" he retracts "kidding" you say opening the door walking out of it "im cutting off your lips if you kiss another man" stan says behind you.

kyle

bro this man.. jealousy is skyrocket high. he's not insecure no he's just irritated people can hear his partner's voice when he's supposed to be the only one who can hear your angelic voice.

you laugh echoes the hall, tears falling from how funny kenny was. "you could be a comedian you know?" you say panting from the joyous laugh "yeah i could, but i could also be your boyfriend" your smile fades "as if" he smirks walking close to you "yeah? don't wanna try? i could be better you know, kyle doesn't have to know"

before you could respond you feel a hand on your waist, your head turns to your side to see kyle looking at kenny with the most serious face. kyle was a serious man but this face was so serious it beats everything. "what do i dont have to know kenny?" he raises an eyebrow at his bestfriend "boo youre boring let me have a talk with your for a sec" kenny whines at kyle.

"my girl kenny, not yours" "could be" his grip on your waist tightened. "haha funny joke kenny, you could drop it" you laugh awkwardly "not funny didnt laugh" kyle replies. "nahh its no joke, maybe we could be something y/n" "what the fuck dude i am right here." kyles eyebrow furrow. "and?" "and you're about to watch something you'll never get to do" your eyebrows too furrow when you hear this but you quickly understand it when kyle turns you kissing you infront of kenny. his lips were soft with a taste of strawberry.

your eyes widen but quickly melt in to the kiss "fuck you guys, get a room honest", you open an eye at kenny and realise kyle raised a middle finger at him "fucking weirdos" he says before walking off. kyle pulls from the kiss "y/n i wont hesitate doing that again infront of every guy if you dont stop talking to them" he crosses his arms. "okayyy sorry kyle, next time instead of talking with guys I'll fuck them" "bro i will literally have a quickie with you behind to school rn if you dont stop" his face shows no humour while your grin was wide as ever.

kenny

okay, i like to think he's manipulative 😭 like tell me this dude doesn't turn the tables and makes you the one at fault. the fights you two have over his issues is crazy and you know he's manipulating you, its just you like the power over him. (although i think out of the three stan would be the most manipulative)

kenny looks down on you sitting on the bed. his eyes already glossy "please dont tell me you're cheating on me" his voice in a high pitch. you feel yourself wanting to sigh, this happens every week but you also feel yourself wanting to smirk with how you can easily make him cry. "what are you talking about kenny?"

"tolkien, you were laughing with him and he put his hands on your shoulder!" you sigh "kenny he was loosing balance" "and? as if bebe's shoulder wasn't right beside him!" you sigh again, rubbing your temples. "well? are you cheating on me?" "no! god kenny I'm not cheating on you!" your voice was high and your tone seemed like you were done with his shit.

you don't see it but kenny smirked, he felt himself feel proud. "im sorry kenny.. its just" you trail off "no.. don't worry" you feel as if his voice was off, his usual whined turn to a condescending one but you dont look up at him.

he sits down beside you,his body turning to yours "so.. can you cut Tolkien out of your life?" he says a low whisper "what?" you finally look at him, and something in his eyes tells that he seems.. rather proud. "can't you do that.. would you rather have your boyfriend crying every night thinking about how you an tolkien fuck each other?" "kenny!" you stand up, now youre the one looking down on him. though with his tall figure you barely even looked down

"what? dont act as if you dont want him in your bed every night!" "what are you saying!" "please! go on and kiss him, leave me be here all alone" his voice now high. "fuck fine I'll delete his contact!" you sigh in defeat "and dont talk to him at school" kenny adds "yes okay". kenny smiles, standing up and hugging you "i love you" you hesitate, "love you too"

and although the statement seems like a lie, the warmth of kennys hug melt awat the itching guilt that kenny was right about tolkien. you do want him in your bed every night

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g-xix · 3 months

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🔞Eating Out HC's | Sidemen

Ethan: ~no comment~

Harry: -Wants you sat on his face -Would grip your thighs HARD whilst you ride his tongue, involuntarily leaving little fingertip-shaped bruises on your flesh -Loves the feeling of his head between your thighs too, just squeezing and giving him that light headed euphoria -Looking down you'd just see his eyes closed n him completely blissed out, all too happy to have your pussy against his mouth

JJ: -Has you lying down whilst he goes between your thighs -Loves the feeling of you threading your hands between his dreads and pulling them whilst he works -Always edges you, stopping right before you cum, so that he can fuck you and make you cum instead -leaves a fuck-tonne of hickeys against your thighs as a reminder for the next day

Josh -Back arching from the mattress as your legs are suspended on his shoulders, got yours quads cramping up when you're coming -deffo has a long ass tongue, so he's hitting spots you haven't felt hit in your LIFE when he goes down -Beard keeps your thighs BURNING the day after, when each step has your thighs rubbing and irritating that burn between your thighs - a mere reminder of Josh's presence there the day prior

Simon ~no comment~

Vik ~No~

Tobi: -Wears rings on his fingers which are always cold against your thighs as he has his hands on your legs, spreading them whilst he works -I feel like he'd try do it somewhere different every time- like, the bedroom is for sex but foreplay? He'd eat you out bent over the table, whilst you're on the sofa, one time even whilst you were at your desk tryna work -Would test you, see how many rounds you can go and how little time you'd need to recover before he can go back in -Mf would be so big on praise every time you finished, telling you how well you did

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it's lowkey kinda crazy how short this list is, considering it feels wrong to write ab Simon, Vik n Ethan (given they're married/have a kiddo) and this is pretty much for sure the last oneshot imma post ab Josh considering he's j gotten engaged (CONGRATS BBG!!!)

But either ways, i kinda like this concept a lot... Who shall I write it for next?:

when the poll is ended n decided, i'll post the next one! >:)

Hope you enjoyed reading!! Feel free to interact- whether that be a comment, vote or follow! Requests open, feel free to submit what u wanna see... Much love!!

To see more, here's my MASTERLIST

And here's my WATTPAD, with 50+ more oneshots to read

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noirvette · 1 year

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kyle and kenny! + sick reader!!

wow two posts in a day.. this is what happens when you pick up no shifts at your job

anyhow next post after this will be the band smau intros methinks... (requests'll get finished and posted throughout the day tomorrow)

cws: none !

♡ KYLE BROFLOVSKI

Notices you aren't in class and shoots a quick text asking where you are, when you respond that you're sick, he's on a scavenger mode for you w/ class homework and notes.

Any class you both have he's got those notes for you and any class you DONT have, he's finding someone to give him notes.

"You don't have this class, Kyle?" "Yeah it's for (Y/N), they're sick Wendy."

Making sure you don't fall behind, it's been just one day but he can't let the idea of you trying to catch up in classes be a thing.

NOW...say what you want...but Kyle can cook..idc..he's got that soup maker in him locked down. (malewife Kyle...)

ANYHOW, he's making butternut squash soup (if you're allergic he's making the good ole standard chicken noodle, he probably's making multiple soups tbh) for you and he's making side dishes. He's literally going all out.

Def learned cooking tips and tricks from his mom

Side dishes are just crackers or almonds LMAO, he's good at cooking but when you're sick your energy tends to be lower so he doesn't want to overwhelm you with too much food, just stuff to power you through <3

Eating and drinking is important when sick and he wants you feeling better asap.

Aside from the food, he's got himself that he's bringing. Like he'll come over with his school work, your school work, whatever else, because he's gonna spend the night with you.

Don't try complaining about him getting sick, he's made up his mind that he's helping you out, won't care if he gets sick at all.

"Kyle..you'll get sick too if you stay with me, go home, I'll be fine." "Nope, I don't care if I get sick, taking care of you is what I have got to do."

Goes over the class work and notes for you if you're feeling up to it, if not, he'll wait until you are, or writes out how to work on the problems so you can learn on your own time if he isn't actually there to help.

Now.. cuddling with you is a weird thing. He'll definitely cuddle, but he's got such a physical germ issue and if you're sneezing a whole bunch, runny nose, anything.. snot related sick, he's helping you while keeping a little distance.

If you're on the drier side of sickness like a dry cough, stuffy nose, fever, things like that, he'll be fine keeping you close distance/cuddling/etc.

No kisses from Kyle though when you're sick :( (boooooo)

Makes up for it with letting you have comfy clothes of his.

Also does chores for you around the house. If you have laundry you needed to do, dishes, house cleaning, etc. he's handling it, you just sleep and rest.

Kyle standing in your room with a feather duster to remove dust because it's an irritant (malewife kyle pt 2)

He does manage to get sick though :(, now it's your turn!!

♡ KENNY MCCORMICK

Didn't know you were sick at first because Kenny was skipping class. Found out because he received a text from Stan like "yo are you and (y/n) both sick?"

Cue him skipping school to take care of you instead, he's got a mission to do and that's operation make (y/n) feel better.

Since he was skipping class he has no idea what happened in your classes or his own, so hopefully you don't have a lot of new material to work on when you both come back.

Kenny can most definitely cook too, he just acts like he can't. (canon bc of that home ec episode, he was definitely good at home ec that teacher was just a hater) but he isn't bringing you food, but he's cooking in your kitchen instead.

Makes you chicken noodle soup because it's easy and he's a lil basic. Gives you the dark blue gatorade to go with it though because that gatorade is the best one.

Also is another one that doesn't care if he gets sick (doesn't care because he can just.. die and then wake up the next day not sick)

He's kissing you because he's never been one to be afraid of germs or sickness. Doesn't want to hear complaints.

"Kenny I am SICK, you can't kiss me." "Oh word? I can't? Still going too though." and he swoops in for a kiss.

Tries taking your mind off being sick by distracting you. It sucks to be sick and just laying there so he wants to make sure you have at least some fun.

Like I imagine he's turned on those random youtube karaoke vids to try and sing along to them with your back turned but he's either singing the wrong song or the video has a minute left and he just started singing the song.

"ITS ALL ABOUT YOU GIRL ON A 16TH BIRTHDAY" "The song is earfquake by tyler what are you doing??" "What."

Would also do a few house chores like your dishes, but isn't going to go into a whole bunch of effort. He'd rather spend his time directly with you.

Lets you snuggle into his bright ass orange parka and he's holding you against his chest as you snooze. Places kisses at the top of your head as you sleep, also rubs circles into your waist/hips as you sleep. He's so content with you in his arms.

Decides to do a movie marathon with you since being sick is simply the best time to do a movie marathon.

I could imagine you guys watching the barbie movies tbh.

Cue Kenny dancing the same as those dancing dogs from barbie and the diamond castle

Let's you pick the movie though, Kenny is just there for the ride and to be with you while you're sick.

#kyle broflovski #kenny mccormick #south park #south park x reader #south park headcanons #kyle broflovski x reader #kyle broflovski headcanons #kenny mccormick x reader #kenny mccormick headcanons #fluff #anon requests!!

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writingforcuteppl · 1 year

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Tattoos

PAIRING: Kenny McCormick x Reader

SUMMARY: One day Kenny arrived with both of his forearms full of tattoos, and you couldn’t help but let your mind wander about how it would look while fucking you.

GENRE: Smut

WARNINGS: Swearing, suggestive, stigmatophilia, humping. AGED UP CHARACTERS

WORD COUNT: 1.4k words

“Kenny, have you seen my phone?” you entered the living room after you heard the front door bang. Kenny was back, and after searching for your phone all day long, you knew Kenny must have seen it before leaving your house.

Kenny had your phone in his hand, but your eyes wandered all over his forearms. He had tattoos. New tattoos. He used to have only one on his left arm, a snake, but now he had a whole bunch of new tattoos. You could see some of them were some of his favorite characters and references from some of the shows he had seen.

“Like what you see, princess?” he smirked. He knew you were such a sucker for tattoos, and maybe that was one of the reasons he went and got more. Plus, he also wanted to have more for some time now.

“Huh?” for the first time since he arrived, you looked him in the eyes.

“I took your phone by mistake. Sorry for that” he got closer to you, handing over your phone, and you were able to take a look at the back of his hand. He also has tattoos on it. A mouth with its tongue out and a big eye over it was covering the back of his right hand, and you could see some letters on each of his fingers.

“Kenny, what the fuck?” you took your phone from his hand and tossed it to the couch. You took a better look at his hand. You could see the skin was still irritated. The mouth was covering all the back of his hand, and the eye was situated on the same level as his wrist. It was creepy but so cool. Then you took a look at the letters on his fingers. The letter “P” was engraved on his pinky finger. Slowly you saw the other three letters.

“PRIN?” you question him. Kenny brought up the other hand, closing both hands into a fist and putting them together. You were able to read the whole word now. Kenny was only looking at your face. He felt so happy and relieved when he saw your smile.

“Princess…” you whispered.

“Do you like it?” your smile grew by the second. You nodded.

“I love it.”

Kenny sat down on the couch, palming his legs so you could sit on his lap. You made your way to him, putting both of your legs next to him.

“Cool, right? Now I look like I’m going to jail” You laughed at the comment.

“So you still remember, huh?”

When the both of you were little, your mother said only people in jail cover their whole body with tattoos after you let Kenny draw a little penguin on your arm with a Sharpie. Ever since Kenny has made fun of the comment.

“That’s, like, the dumbest thing my mom could’ve ever said.” Since you were little, that comment has bugged your mind. You think that tattoos express people’s feelings and emotions, and, of course, tattoos always have their meanings. Or sometimes, it can be something they really like or enjoy, and it varies from person to person.

“I want one too.”

“Then go get it, princess. I’m not stopping you” Kenny held your face. You were frowning. “You shouldn’t let her comments bug you anymore. You are a full adult now, princess.” you chuckled.

“Maybe one day I will…” Kenny gave you a peck on the lips.

“Did it hurt?” you asked while looking at his forearms. You knew he could handle pain really well, but you were still worried about it. More than one tattoo a day definitely came with pain.

“Just a little bit. The ones on the fingers hurt like hell” You took both of his hands, approaching them to you. You kissed his knuckles, being as careful as possible not to touch by any means where the tattoos were. Kenny was mesmerized by how sweet and cautious you always were. He was so fortunate to have you. Being friends since you were little, he slowly fell in love with you. And if he was honest, he was so lucky to have you.

You stared at the snake tattoo he had. It was the first tattoo he got, and flashes of that very first night came back to you. You remembered the way he fucked you over the bathroom sink, making you look over the mirror, seeing how his hand was around your neck, the snake appearing to be moving with the movement of the muscles of his forearm.

“What are you think about?” Kenny whispered.

“Just, you know,” you started to say, but your mind couldn’t quite make a sentence. “Stuff”

“Interesting. You know, I was thinking about when I fucked you in the bathroom. Remember how I made you look in the mirror so you could see how well you were taking my cock?” you closed your eyes and hummed in agreement. Kenny moved both of his hands to your hips, making you move further until your cunt was above his bulge. “So, what were you thinking about, princess?”

“The same thing, Kenny.” His right hand went to the back of your neck, pulling your face closer to his.

“Knew it. It got you all worked up, didn’t it?” you nodded, and when you least expected it, his lips were on your neck. “Then go ahead, princess.” It always amazed you how Kenny was able to read you. Kenny made you grind on his clothed cock and made you whimper. Kenny’s lips slowly approached your ear. “Get yourself off, princess,” he whispered.

You slowly started to grind back and forth on his bulge, finally feeling the pleasure you were craving. Maybe it was the fact of the new tattoos or perhaps the fact that you have been horny all day, but the absence of Kenny affected you.

Even if the two of you have been together for years now, you two can never seem to get enough of each other. Kenny looked at your face, the way your eyes were shut, how your mouth was partly open, how your breath was slowly starting to pick up. He felt the way your hands were clenching on his shirt.

“Kenny,” you whimpered. Kenny’s left hand made its way to your core. He felt the wet patch on your panties. Kenny stopped your movements. At this point, he was fully hard, and the fabric of his underwear was starting to bother him. Kenny managed to move down his underwear making his cock spring free. You grabbed it and smeared the leaking pre-cum all over it, and you heard him hiss.

“Look, princess, you’re so wet that I bet I could easily slide right into you without any problem.” Kenny moved to the side of your panties. “I wanna feel your pretty pussy cream my cock” he said. You felt shivers run down your spine.

You grabbed Kenny’s shoulders to give yourself some support. His cock was resting on his abdomen. You started to slide your pussy across his length. You heard Kenny groan the moment he felt your juices spread on him. The pace wasn’t as slow as before. Kenny saw you were struggling to keep up a pace, so he grabbed your hips and started to move you at a pace both of you could get a proper release.

“Fuck, baby” You loved how vocal he was. Moans and whimpers were filling your living room. It always helped you hear how good he was feeling. Your orgasm was closer than you thought as you felt your lower stomach tighten with the familiar feeling. Kenny was able to tell that. One of your hands clenched around his shoulder.

“I- Kenny, my god, I’m close,” so was he.

“Me too, go on, show me how good I’m making you feel.” you let out a strangled moan and cum. But Kenny didn’t stop moving your hips until he also was finished. Kenny whimpered when he felt his release coming out. Strings of cum painted his lower stomach, still moving to you help you ride out your orgasm.

“Shit, look the mess you made, princess” You took a look at his abdomen, and somehow the sight of it made your stomach flip, and you groaned. You swear under your breath, and Kenny smirked. He obviously knew you weren’t over just yet.

“How about now I make you cum around my cock?”

n a v i g a t i o n

Kenny’s Birthday Week Celebration Masterlist

#south park smut #kenny smut #kenny mccormick smut #kenny mccormick x reader #kenny mccormick #south park kenny #south park #south park imagines #south park x reader

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kennysboxergf · 8 months

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can u do one about like being apart of the beta squad and how they treat u like a little sister or sum like that lol

Brothers ~ Beta Squad

This group had always felt like a family. These men who had been strangers a little over a year ago had grown to become your friends and then your brothers.

You knew your weren’t blood related but it never mattered because they were yours and you were theirs. You would always be together, even if Niko couldn’t stop irritating you for entertainment.

“Hurry up! Y/n!” Were the screams you heard at your door. You had a hair curler/straightener (whatever you use xx) to your hair and weren’t up for this.

He started knocking aggressively at your door and the sound echoed through your room. His screams were persistent enough to cause ringing in your ears which made them almost impossible to ignore.

“Open up! Open up!” He yelled not unlike a FBI agent. A FBI agent who never failed to get on your nerves.

You wielded your appliance like a weapon before going over to open the door. The noise rising as you got closer only sent your head pounding harder.

You opened the door to Niko’s face and his fist almost punching you as his reaction time didn’t match up with you opening the door.

His scream of “come outside” slowly quietened to a mumble.

You put one hand on your hip and pointed at him with the burning weapon/hair appliance in you hand.

“Niko, this better be really fucking important or I’m shoving this down your throat.”

His face split into a toothy grin.

“Chunkz wanted to ask what he should order you for dinner”

You slammed the door onto his face.

You knew they would always be on your side, especially Sharky.

“Shh, babes, it’s all right ok?” He whispers as soon as you walk through his door. You barely saw the shock on his face through the tears flowing down your face.

He walked up to you with open arms and you immediately took the chance and buried yourself in his chest.

“He’s a prick, a right bastard” he mumbled into your hair as you sobbed harder into his clothes.

You knew the thought of his clothes didn’t even cross his mind and he ran a comforting hand up and down your back.

He pulled you away from his torso as your sobs turned to hiccups. He gave you a gentle smile that pierced through the pain and filled your heart.

“Stop crying, come on” he whispered with a laugh. He pointed a playful finger at you, “if you don’t stop crying now I’m going to send Kenny to beat him up”

You laughed at his lame joke. He smiled bigger when he saw you. He led you gently to his bed and got you a few tissues to clean up.

“Your makeup is everywhere” he said with quiet laughs in between the words and you laughed along with him because that was never serious.

And even though Sharky joked about it, Kenny would always fight for you.

“Hey princess! Give us a smile!” Said the bald man with two teeth you passed on the street. You ignored the comment, being used to getting cat called on public by now.

Kenny however was not used to this. You felt his arm around you shoulder tense as he stopped walking. You weren’t up to see Kenny fight a drunken bastard today so you tried to pull him away.

“It not a big deal, Ken, come on” you said, pulling on his sleeve.

“Oooh is your big, bad boyfriend mad at me?” Continued the man, clearly too far out of it to care.

Kenny pulled his arm away from you. You grabbed his sleeve before he could go too far. “Leave him alone.” You said, managing your strictest voice.

“Come on, one light punch?” He said with a little smile on his face.

“I know you could beat him up any day, Kens, let’s just get home with minimal injuries.” You reason.

His face falls but he nods, swinging his arm back around you shoulders.

As the two of you begin to walk away you hear a loud “pussy!” Come from behind you.

Kenny immediately turns to you with a question written into his expression. You wouldn’t let the man go disrespected so you nod in answer and he detaches himself from you to approach the man. You don’t turn around, preferring not to see the interaction for deniability.

You hear the crack of Kenny’s fist meeting the other guy’s face and wince. The next thing you hear is Kenny yelling “run!” And his footsteps behind you.

He pushes you from behind and you pick up the pace as the two of you run home, laughing, hearts beating and you know were safe with him.

But whenever the other boys were too loud or too aggressive for you there was always Chunkz.

“Y/n?”

“Y/n? Back to Earth for Y/n?” Chunkz’s voice rang out.

“Hmm?” You asked, looking up at him, realising you had been staring at a wall for the last however many minutes.

“You wanna get away from here?” He asked. You nodded, still not quite sure what you body was doing as you got up and he pulled you out with your sleeve.

“Yo Chunkz! Where you going?” AJ yelled from somewhere behind you.

“Mind your business, Danny Devito!” Chunkz yelled back from a little too close to you. You pulled into yourself at the noise and he apologised quietly.

The sound of the others laughter rang out behind you, muffled and unfocused. You kept your attention on trying to put one foot in front of the other.

As you turned out of the room you had been in, silence chilled your veins and you head came back to clarity.

“You alright? Seemed a lil out of it back there” Chunkz said, letting go of your sleeve now that you had gotten away.

“Yeah, just kinda tired I think.” You replied, looking at your surroundings to avoid looking at Chunkz being worried. “Wanna go home” you said, sounding not unlike a child.

“Ok baby, want me to drive you home?” He said with a laugh, you saw his hand move up to hit your shoulder but he hesitated and put it back down.

“I’m not a child, but yes please” you replied, Chunkz had already started walking in the direction of the parking lot.

“I’ll let you have the aux?” He said as he turned around to see your face.

You smiled at him and nodded, he sighed but smiled nonetheless and turned back around.

“Thank you.” You said halfway through the car ride home.

“Of course.” He replied.

And AJ always had everything you needed, and he never cared if he had to go out and get you anything.

“Sharky I swear to you if your body enter the vicinity of my body one more time I’m going to snip your tiny dick off” you snapped. The man next to you on the sofa kept coming over to lean on your or put his hands around your shoulder and what not and you were not having it. No matter how hard to pushed or how far you moved he always came back.

“Woahh, y/n, are you on your period or something?” AJ asked, laughing and looking around at the other guys for support.

“Yeah, I am, and I’m gonna go now.” You stated, getting up and leaving to go up to your bed.

You flopped yourself onto it, not willing to deal with the others right now. And of course, that’s when you heard a tentative knock on your door.

“Go away!” You yelled, and to your surprise you heard footsteps actually walk away. Whoever that was was smart enough to leave your alone.

You phone buzzed, you picked it up and saw one message from AJ.

“I’m sorry :(“ it read.

You smiled slightly.

“Np.” You fired back, wanting him to think you were still mad at him, ya know fuck with him a little.

“Stop that” He said

“Can I get you someone to make it better?” He added, the message came faster than your fingers could type and you were kinda taken aback.

“Tampons and Chocolate?” you said, curious to far he would go for you.

“Sure what brand of both?”

You smiled in shock and a sense of being loved, firing back the brands you wanted as to not keep him waiting you turned around if the bed and looked at the ceiling thinking about how loved you were.

You didn’t know how long after it was your phone buzzed again.

“Can I come in?” Was the massage this time. You threw your bed further up the bed and yelled a “yes!” At the man.

He walked in with a small plastic bag which he handed to you.

“Can’t believe you actually did it” you said as you sat up and looked into the bag.

“Anything for you” he replied, a hand messing up your hair at the same time.

“Fucking bitch.” You mumbled under you breath, he took that as a sign to run out of your door, leaving it wide open.

Fuck.

Now you knew no matter how annoying, overprotective, overwhelming or dumb the other could be they were, are and will always be your brothers.

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sorry for not posting y’all, I’ll try and keep up more from now

#beta squad #niko omilana #sharky #king kenny #aj shabeel #chunkz #cute

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sharkinthetoilet · 1 year

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Hi can I have The main trio + butters and creek with an alt autistic boyfriend that also has a habit of losing track of time when playing video games

Alt + Autistic reader

Gender: masculine

Warnings: brief talk about meltdowns, slight ableism

Notes: mostly writing this from my experience of autism, remember how it's different for everyone!!

☆-stan:

• Definitely needs an Explanation what autism is • He tries really hard to do everything for you • Tries to avoid any sensory issues, speaks for you in case of non-verbality, gets you stuff from your hyper fixation/ special interest(s), etc • Protects you for dear god • Any abliest gets a fist across their face, by the star quarterback • If you're anything like me, you get overly panicked when you aren't in your time plan • So stan specifically tries to keep reminding you of the time when playing, so you keep the time in mind • Listens to you rambling • Always forgets what certain words mean • "Are you uhh uhm.. what was the word?" • Won't treat you much differently, only like the needed things he changes • really likes your style • Helps you find new clothing, but is super unaware 💀 • Will grab kids clothing or something, but usually not something you would wear

☆-kyle:

• Does a lot of research about autism • Also 'interviews' you to find out, what he needs to know • Like if it's okay to hug, what to do when you have meltdowns, etc • Tries to show interest in your hyperfixation but ends up irritating you, because he acts like he knows more • Still shows interest but with less enthusiasm (enough to seem genuine (which he is) though) • Sets strick times for playing, he heavily relays on time plans • Overprotective. • He may infantilize you without noticing • If it bothers you, he'll try super hard to stop though • He's pretty sarcastic • Then he realises you may not understand that it was sarcasm • "I looove hanging out with cartman" ... "that was sarcasm-" • He tries okay 😭 • Doesn't have a big opinion to your style • (He finds it super attractive) • Buys stuff when he thinks it fits your style, he normally gets really good stuff

☆-kenny:

• Kenny doesn't really care • Not in a mean way, just he won't change anything • Except for like the small stuff you tell him you don't like (like physical touch, if you don't like it) • He cracks a few jokes about it but it's never really an important topic for him • He's a really good listener, you can ramble to him for hours • Is kinda oblivious when it comes to the more negative things • If you have a meltdown, you'd need to explain to kenny what that even is, before it happens • If he doesn't know, he'll just give you space • Doesn't care about losing track of time in games, he does it too • What he does care about is your style • He'll tell you everyday how hot you look • Goes shopping with you and helps choose what clothes to get • "6/10, i like how it looks, but it makes your legs look shorter, maybe go for a size smaller" • Real fashion guru

☆-butters:

• Has no idea what autism is • When he finds out, he'll do everything to make you feel comfortable • God bless his heart • Asks for permission to touch you, how you feel, if you aren't overwhelmed, always lets you choose what to eat, etc • Extremely considerate • As example, won't go to a party, if he knows that you don't like crowds (if you do yk) • Great at talking for you • That kind of "excuse me, he asked for no pickles" guy • He also think to much about your gaming habits • Except if you ask him to time it or something • Loves feeling like he can make stuff easier for you • Also loves your sense of fashion • Helps picking out clothes (while considering if you'd like the material) • Would buy similar clothes to match • God.Bless.His.Heart.

☆-creek:

• Neurodivergent couple goals • You'd guys' groupchat would be called something like: two autistis and the add guy • Craig and you would desperately try to find a shared hyperfixation and then battle each other with trivia • And tweek is just chilling • Craig knows how to handle you well, since he's also autistic • And tweek would also have his fair share of knowledge • Very supportive and considerate • Craig keeps track of time while playing (cuz he needs his goddamn time plan 🤝) but tweek loses track of time even faster than you • Both also like your style • But they aren't good at giving advice, in case of shopping or something • Kinda like stan yeah • You and craig have a ramble-tuesday where you tell each other stuff about your hyperfixations

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kaidoreunion · 8 months

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It's me. again. this time we're doing kyle from south park

yandere kyle brofvloski: “wimp”

content warnings: yandere, shy-ish/weak reader, GN reader, violence, ooc probably, high school au

Kyle leans against the wall outside of the dingy locker room, the one with the flickering lights and mysterious smell. He’s waiting for his friends to finish getting changed after their gym class, so that they can finally leave and go do whatever stupid thing they think up.

His eyes land on you, your locker conveniently located directly across from where he’s standing. You groan and grunt, struggling and failing to yank your locker open, even after trying several times to put in your combination. A small smile tugs at his lips, hard face softening at the sight of your fruitless efforts.

“Simp.”

Kyle looks up, startled, only to find Stan smiling at him teasingly. Kyle rolls his eyes and waves his hand.

“Shut up.”

Stan only smirks wider, clasping his hands with Kyle’s. “Oh, Y/N, you’re so cute, marry me and have a million of my babies!” He gasps out jokingly, making obnoxious kissing noises.

Kyle’s face flushes bright red and he swats Stan away, quickly shooting his gaze back to you, who is suddenly very fascinated by the floor as you walk away swiftly.

“Dude! You asshole! There’s no way they didn’t hear that!” Kyle snaps, shoving Stan away from him. Stan tilts his head.

“Kyle, they know you like them already. They’d have to be fucking dumb not to. I mean, you basically drop your jaw every time you see them, and that’s not exactly a pen in your pocket is it?”

“Gross! Shut the hell up!”

Stan laughs, looking over as Cartman and Kenny walk out of the locker room, engaged in a conversation of their own.

Kyle doesn’t pay attention to whatever they’re saying, far too focused on his own humiliation.

—

“Kyle? Hi, um,”

Kyle looks up so fast, he’s shocked he doesn’t snap his neck. His eyes meet yours, and he presses his lips together, feeling that familiar heat in his face.

You look down, continuing. “So, uh… you’re friends with Kenny?”

His face falls a little at the mention of his friend, but he nods regardless. He notes the way your eyes light up at that, and his stomach sinks in jealousy.

“Is he um- like—“

Kyle can’t help himself, cutting you off before you can get too far. “Wait, are you asking me to hook you two up?”

You don’t answer, but the way your eyes widen and your lips part is more than enough for him to draw a conclusion.

“I’m sorry!” You panic, waving your hands. “That was so stupid, please forget I said anything, and please don’t tell him, it was dumb!”

Before he can respond, you scurry off. He frowns, tilting his head and looking at his desk. He can’t help but feel bad for making you feel like an idiot, and he wishes he could tell you that it’s not you he’s irritated with.

—

“You fucking asshole! What’s so special about you!?” Kyle shouts, shoving Kenny onto the sidewalk after school. Cartman and Stan look at each other in surprise, and while Cartman laughs to himself, Stan rushes over.

“Dude, lay off—“

“No!” Kyle argues back, tackling Kenny and yanking his hood down.

“Fuck you!” Kenny snaps, kicking his feet against Kyle’s stomach, but Kyle doesn’t relent, throwing a punch to his jaw. “I didn’t even do anything, you fucktard!”

Noticing the commotion, a small crowd gathers, chanting for whoever they’re hoping wins, and most bets are on Kenny, which only fuels Kyle’s festering jealousy.

Cartman is quick to start taking bets, piles of cash in building up in his hands.

“You shithead! Answer me! What’s so great about you, huh? Are you trying to get into Y/N’s pants!?” Kyle demands, grunting as Kenny lands a punch to his cheek.

“What are you even talking about!?”

Kyle pants, staring down at Kenny’s bloodied face. His is no better, nose dripping blood and cheek stained with Kenny’s handprint. He looks up, finally inspecting the crowd. His face pales, spotting your adorably recognizable face right at the front.

—

“Wait, Y/N, hold it!” Kyle pleads, chasing you through the hallway. You run like your life depends on it, panting.

When he’d suddenly shouted your name mid-fight, your soul had left your body, fearing you were going to be his next opponent. Of course, he’d never dream of such a thing, but you didn’t know that.

“Stop!” He catches your wrist in his hand, pulling you back toward him. You grunt weakly and squirm your wrist around, but it’s futile. “Y/N, please listen to me. I’m not gonna beat you up!”

You pause, panting and looking up at him with wide, fearful eyes that make his heart face.

“Promise?”

“What— yes, of course I promise.” He shakes his head, offended that you’d even question his sincerity. “I’m sorry, alright? I’m a guy, and Kenny’s my friend, fighting is, I dunno, normal in our group. Okay?”

“You were both bleeding!” You argue, grabbing his face and gripping his cheeks. “You still are!”

He blushes, the heat and pressure causing his nose to bleed slightly harder than it already was, making you since and let go of him.

“I know, I know.”

“Fighting is stupid. Just talk about things like normal people…”

Kyle smiles weakly, tilting his head. “Fair point… I’ll keep that in mind, okay?”

“Okay..”

His eyes flicker to your lips, and his heart clenches. His mind floods with thoughts of kissing you, holding you, touching y—

He loses his train of thought when you start walking away. Panicked that he’ll lose his only chance to really get close with you, he takes a step. “Wait!”

You turn back around, concerned and confused. He takes his chance to step closer to you, looking down at you with a nervous frown.

“Is there a reason you like Kenny so much?”

The question catches you off guard, and he sees it in your face. “Uh—“

“I just- I mean- I really like you. Like, so much. I get good grades, I try really hard to be respectful, I don’t think I’m, like, ugly or anything… and I know he’s got his own charm or whatever but is there any chance you’d ever consider me? At all?”

“What? I mean- I… I uh…” You trail off, too flustered to get out a proper reply. His eyes flicker back to your lips and he grabs your shoulders awkwardly, pressing his lips to yours for a split seconds.

As fast as it began, it ends, and he quickly pulls away.

“Sorry.”

You blink, wincing. “I’m sorry, I- I just- you’re.. I don’t…”

He tunes you out, wide eyed and horrified.

No, no, no. You’re going to reject him. Fuck, why did he have to confess? He’s so stupid, such a fucking idiot.

“Don’t finish that.” He pleads. His despaired expression abruptly fades into a more cold one. “Oh… I get it. I’ll kill him, I swear…”

#tw yandere #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere south park #yandere south park x reader #yandere sp #yandere kyle Brofvloski

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atarathegreat · 2 months

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Timeskip Accident 2 Ken Ryuguji

Kenny didn't usually have to worry about how you would fare around the shop. You knew how careful you needed to be. Every little thing could hurt you to some degree, and Kenny wanted you to avoid that. For the most part, you were amazingly aware of the placement of items around the shop and garage. Until he watched you slam your head against a shelf.

It wasn't like you had meant to hit your head. Who would? A simple walk through the store as you helped organize the garage ended in you bonking your head into one of the many shelves in the area. You hit the ground pretty hard, coming back up and hearing Kenny laugh at you.

"Shut up!" You grabbed the nearest thing and tossed it at him, "I didn't try to!"

Kenny had to duck to avoid the bag that flew at his head, "Hey! What the hell?!" Grabbing your arms was too easy for him, as it always was. The first thing you noticed was Ken's blonde hair. Then the lack of pain in your frontal lobe. And then the fact that you were nowhere near the shop, but in the old Toman hide out.

"Wha..." Concrete floor, metal walls, steel beams. "The old warehouse?"

"Where else would we be?" Kenny crossed his arms and glared down at you, "Why'd you throw your bag at my head? There are heavy books in that, crab legs!"

"The shop? Where's the bike shop?" Now you weren't the only one confused. "The shop, Inui, the bike you were working on..."

Mikey sat behind everyone, watching you closely as you mumbled about nonsense. At least, it was nonsense to them. Who was Inui? What shop were you talking about? Why did you randomly freak out on your boyfriend? All questions that Mikey would like answered, but he knew Ken-chin would get every last answer out of you and he wouldn't have to mess with it. Not that he was against talking to you, but you were the last person Mikey wanted to, essentially, interrogate.

"I haven't been working on any bike, meat head. The hell are you on about?" Kenny flicked your forehead, an action you knew would leave a mark and you'd have to explain again and again to your friends. With your hands on your head and eyes glaring at Kenny, you couldn't help but stick your tongue out. "Don't call me a meat head, dumbass."

"Jerky brains."

"I bet that ink from your tattoo is clouding your thoughts!"

"No, but the thin air up here is, shorty."

You turned your back to him, huffing and taking a few steps to stand next to Peh-Yan. When in doubt, ask the craziest guy to saddle up and take over. Which Peh did, because he loves irritating Draken.

#anime #manga #x reader #tokyo revengers #tokyo rev #tokyo rev x reader #draken x reader #Draken #ken ryuguji x reader #ken ryuguji

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hatsunevitu · 11 months

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there’s something i’d like to share, and it’s this headcanon.

like. i have a whole kyman & weidi au about post-s21 heidi who’s trying to recover from her relationship with cartman and become the same kind, innocent and happy girl she was before. some of her friends (mostly wendy who hated heidi’s guts while her “cartman’s gf” arc but is actually quite caring and helpful for heidi seeing how she’s really willing to change) told her that in order to finally move on she has to apologise to kyle. she was feeling really guilty ‘cause of her behaviour… you know, telling kyle that antisemitic shit cartman has taught her and dumping him in s21e7. she never apologised to him properly and now she wanted to make a change.

so the au basically starts long time after heiman’s final breakup, when heidi finally has some strength to actually come up to kyle and apologise to him:

heidi: Hey, Kyle?

kyle, raising an eyebrow in surprise: Oh… Heidi?… I, um, didn’t expect to see you.

heidi: That’s… understandable. Listen, I just wanted to talk to you about something important. You’re not busy, are you?

kyle, looking back at kenny: No, no. Kenny, don’t you mind going to the class by yourself? I’ll talk to you later.

kenny, grinning and winking mockingly: (Sure, guys, take your time!)

kyle: …So, um, what did you want to discuss? Is it something about school?

heidi: No, no, it’s not. I, uh, I wanted to apologise to you. For how I acted before. You know, you really didn’t deserve this, Kyle. I was so mean to you when all you wanted was to make me feel better. It’s just… When I said all those horrible things that night, and when I made fun of you with Eri… with Cartman… I know you must hate me now, because I would hate me too if I were you. After all that time I spent feeling sorry for myself, making myself a victim instead of taking responsibility for my actions… I just wanted to let you know that I didn’t mean to hurt you. I was an awful person and I’m trying to change now.

kyle: Oh, wow. That’s nice to hear, but, Heidi, I never really hated you. I mean, you were dating Cartman, it’s only natural he spoiled and confused you and made you feel so much hatred and anger inside. I understand it and I really appreciate that you’re recovering now. Thanks for apologising!

heidi: You’re… you really are nice. No wonder he talked about you all the time, huh. …Well, um. I really have to go, but maybe if you don’t mind we could chat later. I’d really like to talk to you more.

kyle: Sure, Heidi! Maybe we can even hang out like friends, you know?

heidi, smiling brightly: Wow, that’d be great! Thanks again, Kyle! I’ll see you later then, I guess?

kyle: Yeah, see you, Heidi! It was nice talking to you!

and then kyle returns to kenny, who’s smiling knowingly and making inappropriate jokes:

kenny: So, how was it?

kyle: How was what?

kenny: Flirting with Cartman’s ex?

kyle: I didn’t flirt with her! She just apologised to me and told me she’d like to hang out sometimes.

kenny: U-huh, sure, dude. And that doesn’t seem kinda flirty to you?

kyle: I’m serious! It’s over, I dont feel anything for her and neither does she.

kenny: You kidding me? She was obviously hitting on you, Kyle! Oh, man, Cartman will be pissed off when he finds out!

kyle: You will not tell Cartman about this. And stop making this a big deal, get your own life already!

and the satisfaction and joy of finally getting a proper apology soon were replaced with irritation ‘cause kyle started to overthink things like he usually does. he started to think about heidi possibly having feelings for him while he really couldn’t feel the same so it kinda scared him. he didn’t want to hurt her or something by rejecting her, so he mostly tried to avoid her and acted really nervous around her. she tried to get closer with him, chat and something like that, but he only blushed and stuttered.

wendy having seen their interactions was quite annoyed. she wrongly assumed kyle had a crush on heidi and noticed with irritation that “this jerk can’t hide his feelings. he acts too much like he has something for you, heidi”. and heidi started to overthink too, ‘cause she really didn’t feel anything special for kyle and the possibility of having to reject him and break his heart again was just painful. so she started to avoid kyle too (‘cause they’re both stupid when it comes to dealing with other people’s emotions), making him even more convinced in her crushing on him.

so basically they avoid each other for like… at least a month before they finally have the talk.

kyle: Wait, Heidi!

heidi: Oh… hello, Kyle.

kyle: Heidi, listen to me carefully, I really need to tell you something. You’re a nice girl and I really, really like you–

heidi: (Oh, no…)

kyle: But I just can’t feel the same. I didn’t want to break your heart but Stan told me it’s only worse that I am giving you false hope, so, yeah… I am sorry, Heidi, you really are amazing, it’s just… uh…

heidi: Wait, what?

kyle: Please, just don’t start crying–

heidi: But you’re the one who’s in love with me! I was afraid to break your heart!

kyle: What? No, that’s nonsense! Kenny told me you were hitting on me.

heidi: Wendy told me you were hitting on me!

kyle: …So, wait, we don’t feel anything for each other?

heidi: I… guess so?

kyle: That’s… that’s a relief. I was so worried you’d be heartbroken.

heidi: Yeah, me too actually! But now we can hang out normally, without feeling awkward, right?

kyle, smiling: Sure we can!

and they really start to hang out and, moreover, i can see them becoming more like besties, you know… they hang out all the time and turns out they share a lot of hobbies together: they’re both history nerds, for example! but the main reason why they’re so similar is probably because they both suffer from sexuality crisis and internalised homophobia. they sure are gay & lesbian solidarity, huh. i’ve written a few words about heidi understanding she’s a lesbian here.

and we’re coming to a kyman part of story, because cartman is pissed off to see his ex and kyle getting along so well. everyone around him thinks it’s ‘cause he’s jealous and can’t just let heidi go, but the actual reason why he’s so frustrated is because of kyle spending so much time with a girl, lmao. he actually doesn’t really care about heidi anymore – though they are in fact kind of passively aggressive towards each other – but everyone else thinks otherwise. wendy gets really, really annoyed when cartman says something unpleasant about heidi and kyle spending their weekend together:

wendy: Will you stop bugging Heidi? She’s moved on, Cartman, get your own life and grow up already!

cartman, genuinely confused: Who the fuck cares about Heidi???

but not only wendy – kyle is the most surprised to see cartman getting so frustrated ‘cause of their friendship. he even tries to fight cartman after another unasked comment, genuinely not understanding why cartman is still so obsessed with him and heidi being friends (so oblivious lmao):

kyle: You said you don’t fucking care about Heidi anymore!!

cartman: I don’t!!!

kyle: Then why do you still go crazy when she spends her time with me?

cartman: …I’m just genuinely concerned for the poor girl. She has a risk of infection with jewish disease or something.

kyle: There’s no such thing as jewish disease, Fatass!!

and they continue arguing but cartman is distracted ‘cause he’s confused as hell and he keeps thinking why tf do i care and why do i hate seeing kyle with someone else wtf wtf wtf

and there’s like these scenes where cartman sneaks into kyle’s house and shows up at kyle’s room and then he sees kyle and heidi sitting on a bed together and laughing loudly at some nerdy documentary movie, and cartman gets all jelly and he glares at heidi like:

cartman: What is she doing here?

kyle: She’s watching a documentary with me. What are you doing in my room, Fatass?

so yeah basically that’s a slowburn about kyman and weidi and i can see candy&keidi brosistp so clearly.

TL;DR kyle is a confused homosexual heidi is a confused lesbian and they’re both oblivious af about their crushes :D

#kyman #south park #sp #sp kyman #eric cartman #kyle brovlofski #kyle x cartman #kyman headcanon #heidi turner #sp heidi #gay x lesbian solidarity #sp hyle #sp heiman #kyle and heidi are such besties #sp keidi

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Anxiety.

Not that Cartman had much of a long attention span anyway, but Kyle was getting on his nerves. He interrupted him loudly, "Oh my god shut up." He said with a flat tone. "I saved your fucking life, Broflovski. You owe me a favour."

"I don't owe you shit." Kyle made a decent effort to suppress his anger. "What makes you think I owe you something?"

"Because you do." Cartman reflected on his question, giving it some serious thought. "Because I don't help people I don't care about. If I do, it's because I know they'd do the same for me. By definition, that's called loyalty."

Emotional blackmail, Kyle preferred to call it, seeing only bad intentions. "So what if they don't want it? Or they don't feel the same way? What then?"

Cartman narrowed his eyes. "You do feel the same way."

"No, I don't. I hate you." Kyle said.

A wicked smirk laid present on Cartman's lips. "You've got a fucked up way of showing it." He uttered and then got to his feet. He dropped the towel somewhere by the sink and forgot to turn the light off as he left the room. He went back to the bedroom. "Wendy, now that's someone you hate. You hate her so bad and it's so obvious to everyone but you."

"First of all, I don't hate her. Secondly, if it's so obvious, why hasn't Stan said anything to me?"

Cartman dropped his phone on the bed and could be heard muttering, you clearly don't know him, in the background.

"What did you say?" Kyle asked irritably.

"I said you clearly don't fucking know him then, do you?" Cartman's head popped in view and there was more gravel in his voice. "Jesus fucking Christ, listen. Stan doesn't care. Stan doesn't care about anything. How can you not see that already." He vanished to go back to doing what he was doing, which was walking around the glass and pondering what he should be doing it with. "Wendy's always been too good for him, I don't know why it took her so long to see it, in my humble opinion."

Kyle couldn't understand where this was coming from. "What the hell are you talking about? All you ever do is talk shit about her?"

"Well, yeah. Stan's my fucking friend, I'm obviously on his side. That's literally retarded. I think Wendy's a stupid bitch for what she did, but I get why she did it. Stan isn't aware of anything going on outside his own head, so it's his own fault. Maybe it'll teach him a lesson. Like, I get it. You're depressed. But can you at least make the fucking effort to listen to me talk about something? It's fucking rude and I think, what's the point. What is the point? Right? We both know it, just no-one says it."

It pained him to say it, but Kyle understood very well. "Right." He agreed quietly.

"Whenever this happens, you know what happens? Me and you sit back and let Kenny do all the work." It made Cartman feel good to finally confront his thoughts out loud. "And that's because you and I, we feel the same about it. We're built different."

"Is that what you really think?" Kyle asked him.

"Yeah, that's what I really think. You wanna know what else I think?"

"Go ahead." Kyle swallowed.

"I don't think you like it when other people are in relationships. I don't like it either. Everything is fucked up when there's a girl involved. Look at Wendy. Whenever she's around us, I have to watch what I say. Okay, she's hot. And she's smart, which are two reasons why I can tolerate her. You though? You don't tolerate her at all. You always deny it too, like why? Just own it. But you won't. Heh. That's a common trait of yours. Denial." Cartman snickered some more and then grabbed his phone to see Kyle's expression, which wasn't currently in view.

"Yeah, and you think about me way too much." Kyle said, just after clenching his jaw. "That's common trait of yours. Obsession." He reappeared on screen with an irritating grin on his face.

The brunette stared at it and didn't react. He studied Kyle's smile for a few seconds longer than he needed to. "At least I'm not in denial about it." He remarked, slowly grinning with him. Kyle couldn't hold his laugh and looked away when he did. This kind of reaction made Cartman a little happier. Kyle responded in the only way he knew how to, which included a few harmless insults and of course, refusing to accept that what Cartman was saying had some truth to it.

Chapter 29 - Anxiety

#south park #kyman #eric cartman #kyle broflovski #cartman x kyle

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"get me a damned matcha" | Chapter 2: July I

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✧ pairing ➼ levi ackermann x fem!reader, college x coffee shop x roommates!au ✧ summary ➼ After you find yourself plagued with misfortune due to struggles in your personal and family life, you find yourself needing to move last minute. As a junior in undergrad with little money and little social support, you considered yourself lucky when you found a sublease that was close to campus and was relatively cheap. Unfortunately, it seemed that your roommate did not seem to be so excited regarding your presence. ✧ content/warnings ➼ slowburn, enemies to lovers (sorta), strangers to lovers, mentions of family deaths, mentions of an emotionally abusive parent figure, gn!hange (they/them), mentions of kenny being an abusive father figure, levi being mean ✧ word count ➼ ~3.6k

Although you weren't too surprised at your ex-boyfriend's lack of timeliness in terms of dropping off your belongings, you still cursed at yourself for being naive. You remembered waiting a week before shooting Zack a text message with a drop-off point to meet up for your belongings, in which he only responded with "I'll get to it when I get to it". You knew that this roughly translated into the fact that he would be taking his sweet time getting you your stuff, if he would even bring it to you at all.

You didn't have a car and you certainly didn't want to ask Levi to borrow his with how adamant he was on ignoring your existence. Luckily, one of your "close" friends was also in town due to a summer on-campus job, so you were able to go shopping for living supplies with her.

You and Petra had been friends since high school and you appreciated her existence, but you couldn't help but feel like she was only tolerating you instead of actually being your friend. It was always you reaching out and any attempts at bonding were half-assed at best. Still, she was the only reliable person in town at the moment—and you at least got to vent about Levi to her.

You had lived with your ex-boyfriend for around three years before breaking up and getting kicked out of his apartment. This was actually your first time navigating this type of situation on your own, but you were determined to make it work, no matter how much of a dick Levi was intent on being.

"He's just been kind of ignoring me," you muttered as you sat in the passenger's seat of Petra's car. The two of you were headed towards Chosahei Cafe. You had been spending your free time there the past couple of days and you enjoyed the atmosphere there, minus Levi.

"He barely responds to text messages and barely even acknowledges me at home. Trying to initiate conversation with him is like pulling teeth," you continued.

"Maybe he's shy?" Petra suggested innocently.

You looked at her with an "are you kidding me?" expression. You were never sure if Petra was blindly positive or simply naïve, both were irritating to deal with.

"Well, you'll be able to see him for yourself if he's working his shift today," you mumbled as you saw the café come into sight as Petra pulled into the parking lot.

"You still come into this café despite the fact that he works here?"

"Well, I figured if he's going to be a dick and continue ignoring me, then I'll be as much of a pain in the ass to him as I can be."

"You're petty."

You scoffed at Petra's comment without responding as you got out of the car, swinging your backpack that was no longer overpacked over your shoulder.

As you glanced at the entrance to the café, part of you wondered if Levi was working there at the moment. It would determine how enjoyable and productive your time at the café would actually be.

You found yourself sighing in relief when he wasn't.

"No Levi today?" you asked as you waved and smiled at Onyakopon.

"Thank goodness," you muttered, which earned a chuckle out of the barista.

Instead of taking your regular seat at the coffee bar near the tea station, you elected to sit with Petra at a small two-seat table in the corner of the café so that the two of you could chat regarding your plans for the upcoming school year.

You proposed the idea of a honors society social club towards the end of last year before shit hit the fan with your ex-boyfriend. The two other officers of the club were still off-campus for a few more weeks, so you couldn't do any serious planning ahead of time. On top of the club, you also had to think about your capstone project for graduation. Although you were primarily an English major on the creative writing track, your curriculum was a bit more individualized. As a result, your capstone project to graduate was to write and publish a light novel.

You had gladly accepted the additional requirements for your major last year before things fell to shit. You had everything planned out, such as how much you should write each month or how much time you'd dedicate to outlining versus actually writing. However, the whole situation with your ex-boyfriend threw everything out of proportion. Your grades in the spring semester plummeted—you even had to take an incomplete for a few classes—and you missed out on four months of writing, which left you horrifically behind. Luckily, it wasn't enough to throw your graduation into jeopardy, but it meant that these next two years would require you to work your ass off.

On top of that, you had to make sure your baseline grades were satisfactory enough to keep your helicopter parent-style aunt off your ass. Ever since your parents passed, your aunt had picked you up, including offering you food, shelter, and financial assistance at the expense of subjecting you to her somewhat emotionally abusive behavior.

"You sure you're able to do all that?" Petra asked. It wasn't that she doubted your abilities. She had seen how much of a mess you were the previous year and knew that keeping all of this up would be difficult, even without the emotional strain of everything in your personal life.

You stayed silent for a while.

"I have to try," you whispered.

You knew that it was going to be exceptionally difficult to even stay afloat if you don't get your shit together. You told yourself that this year would be different—you'd be more independent and focus on school and school alone. You wouldn't bother yourself with relationships or be too preoccupied with superficial friendships.

You had to—your schooling, career prospects, and even relationship with your last living family member depended on it.

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In addition to all of the things you had to accomplish with school, you also had to do with your less than pleasant roommate every single day.

Levi Ackermann was an absolutely terrible roommate. You could not think of anyone worse. Even your ex-boyfriend, had he not been your ex, would might have been a more pleasant person to be around.

Levi was a clean freak. Although you weren't a particularly messy person, it apparently still wasn't enough for his standards. You remember you left a mug and plate overnight in the sink once and Levi spent the next 24 hours grumbling about being stuck with a "filthy" roommate and how you were going to be a magnet for pathogens. You vaguely knew that he was doing research in something related to immunology, but this behavior was too extreme even for that. Even if you did agree with him regarding the dishes, grumbling passive aggressive comments underneath your breath the entire day was certainly not an effective method of communication.

You were both light sleepers. However, this was primarily only an issue for you. Levi apparently rarely slept. You would notice him wandering around the apartment throughout the night or even pacing in his room. While he wasn't noisy by any means, you also being a light sleeper meant that you were always acutely aware of his movements throughout the night. His inability to sleep was also beginning to affect yours. You had made sure that you made a mental note to buy earplugs the next time you went shopping with Petra, although you doubt that would have helped much.

One day, you found yourself scrambling around in your room, digging through your backpack and wallet. You facepalmed as you realized that you forgot to pick up your laundry card from your landlord and she was out of town for the next two weeks.

You awkwardly knocked on Levi's door. You were out of clean laundry. You hated being forced to interact with him, much less ask him for help, but you had little choice.

Your grumpy roommate slightly cracked his door open and peeked at you through it with an annoyed expression.

"What do you want?" he asked in an unnecessarily annoyed tone. "I'm busy."

"Doing what?" you asked, matching his frown. "Staring at your laptop screen all day again?"

You didn't actually care about whatever it was that he was doing. As long as he didn't bother you, you couldn't care less about his day-to-day activities.

He didn't answer.

"Whatever," you said, trying to contain your irritation. "I forgot to pick up my laundry card from the landlord. Can I borrow yours? I'll Venmo you."

Levi remained silent and continued to frown at you. A suffocating feeling arose within him. You had only been living with him for a little under two weeks, but he could already tell that you were going to be an absolute pain in his ass throughout the next couple of months.

He walked away.

You were bewildered with his behavior and apathy towards you.

"Are you serious-"

However, before you could finish scolding him regarding how petty he was being, he reappeared and held his laundry card in between his index and middle finger, holding it in your direction.

He paused before completely handing it to you.

"Don't make this a habit," he said curtly, immediately shutting his door after you took his card.

You were grateful that he lent you his card, but you still had to take more than a few deep breaths to contain your frustration. You were already wanting to rip his stupid, obnoxious head off.

Why did I have to be stuck with the worst roommate imaginable?

There was no way that you could even fathom being stuck living with Levi for the next year.

The one positive in the sea of negatives was that you had rent and utilities figured out in terms of splitting the bill. That's what ultimately mattered, so that's what you tried to focus on, although ignoring everything else wasn't exactly easy. Even setting up payments was a pain in the ass.

He was fine with handwriting an old-fashioned check and mailing it out. You were not. You didn't understand why you'd leave so much up to chance in terms of trusting that he'd get the check written in time and that the postal service would get it to your landlord on time.

You opted to set up an automatic payment system through your leasing company's website. The fact that it existed and Levi never utilized it was astonishing. You set up automatic payments as well as spreading out bill due dates throughout the month so neither of you would have to worry about having to be overwhelmed with one gigantic bill at the end of the month. You really thought he'd be grateful that you were taking the time and energy to set all this up to make both your lives easier. He wasn't.

"Anything else you have a problem with, Matcha Girl?" he grumbled as he typed into his phone.

"Matcha Girl?!" you exclaimed, surprised at his unnecessary nickname for you.

You glanced over at his phone and saw that he was typing your nickname that you never consented to into your contact information, replacing your name with it. You scoffed at him in disbelief.

He looked up at you with a neutral expression.

"What? Are you not obsessed with your Matcha's? It's all you ever fucking order."

You clenched your jaw, finding yourself frustrated for the umpteenth time at him.

"You're a dick."

"You're a pain in the ass," he responded immediately, barely letting you finish your sentence.

Surviving this next year was really going to be impossible.

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Levi found himself unable to concentrate. It was entirely your fault. He was sure of it.

Outside of reading at home and working at the café, Levi found himself being forced to labor away his time in lab. He was one year into his immunology PhD program and performed research regarding pathogens and the various effects of the different types on the human body. It wasn't the only reason, but it largely contributed to his status as a "clean freak".

He sighed to himself as he continued neatly writing in his notebook. He had just finished analyzing his slides and needed to jot the preliminary data before moving on to code it into the department computer. He wasn't particularly tech savvy, which contributed to how tilted he found himself at your insistence on using your leasing company's website to handle everything. Of course, you didn't need to know that. The less he had to interact with you, the better.

Levi groaned out loud as he heard the door noisily open as someone barged in, carrying too much in their arms than they could handle.

"If you fall and injure yourself, it's entirely your fault, four-eyes," he grumbled.

This so-called "four-eyes" stumbled into the room before noisily setting a myriad of lab equipment onto the table—mostly pipettes and beakers, but they had also finagled a microscope into their grasp.

Levi shot them an unamused look.

Erwin's lab primarily consisted of himself, Levi, and Hange, with Levi as the PhD student he was mentoring, and Hange as the lab tech that kept the lab running. There was the occasional undergraduate student, but this was rare.

"Oh c'mon, it can't possibly be that bad!" Hange exclaimed after listening to Levi vent about his new roommate situation for a few minutes. "_____ seems sweet."

Levi scoffed at their last comment.

"Yeah, when you're not living with her. I'm going to strangle Miche when he visits in October."

"For what? Getting a job?"

Levi remained silent at Hange's comment. He knew he had no valid reason to be mad at Miche for moving, he just hated the fact that he had to deal with you as a roommate.

"You're mad because she's an undergrad, aren't you?" Hange asked quietly.

Levi grunted and continued jotting down his notes, clearly no longer interested in continuing the conversation.

"Don't you remember your undergrad days?" Hange prompted.

"What's worth remembering?" he grumbled.

Levi always found himself incredibly irritated around undergraduate students. They were constantly running around, buying their cheaply made lattes, partying on the weekends, and generally being able to breeze through college through their parents' funding—all things he was never even given the chance to enjoy or explore.

Levi's mother had passed when he was a child. As a result, he was raised by his uncle, who couldn't be bothered to give a shit about schooling. Levi's financial aid got fucked up due to his uncle's lackluster performance in being a parent helping their kid get into and through college—which resulted in Levi having to work overtime through undergrad and pulling some strings with the academic advising office so that he could still get his degree despite having his family situation as an additional source of stress. He never got the traditional college experience, so he found himself irrationally pissed off at the more typical undergrads that didn't seem to give a single fuck about everything happening in the background that allowed them to have their "fun college experience".

"Oh y'know," Hange muttered in response to his rhetorical question. "Like figuring out how to navigate the world for the first time on your own."

They looked up and saw Levi glaring at them as if he was trying to murder them with just his gaze alone.

Levi always had to figure it out "on his own". Even around his uncle, he basically had to raise himself. He doubted that there was a single thing that Hange—or anyone—could say that would decrease his ire.

"Levi," a voice said.

Levi internally sighed as he turned to face his PI.

"Let's chat," Erwin said, gesturing to his office. "I want to discuss your project."

Since Levi was already irritable at baseline, he felt himself rapidly exiting his window of tolerance when Erwin began chatting about how he had been falling behind on research updates or literature reviews. What Erwin didn't know was that Levi was forced to work more for the past few weeks due to his moving situation, although it was unlikely that he would've done much to accommodate.

He still had three years before he needed to finish his PhD, and he could technically be granted extra semesters to finish his study, but being able to graduate in the standard four years seemed like the path of least resistance. Every other option required extra steps that gave Levi more than just a headache.

Levi decided to head home after the irritating back-to-back conversations he had been forced to endure over the course of the day. The only thing he wanted to do was go home, take a shower, and forget everything regarding real life, including labwork and the café. More than anything, he wanted to avoid thinking about his housing situation, but he knew that would be next to impossible. That further irritated him.

He groaned silently to himself as soon as he walked in the door and saw you on your laptop on the couch. You had your hair up in a messy ponytail and had already settled in for the night, wearing sweatpants and a loose t-shirt.

His following groan became audible as he noticed you approaching him.

"Hey," you said quietly, "I think we got off to a bad start."

You paused for a while to give Levi a chance to respond. He remained silent.

"But I wanted to let you know that I appreciate you letting me move in and working with me to get everything figured-"

"Just don't drag your undergrad shit home and we'll call it a day," Levi muttered as he cut you off, not interested in having a real conversation regarding the topic. He's had one too many irritating conversations in the day and he couldn't imagine talking with you as anything other than irritating.

"'Undergrad shit'?" you asked in disbelief as if you didn't hear him properly.

"Yep," he said curtly before walking past you.

You felt your frustration rising and forced yourself to take a few quiet deep breaths. You were trying to be nice and level out any tension that had resulted from bad first impressions or incompatible living styles, but none of that was being reciprocated.

Being around Levi truly was strange for you. You hated to admit it, but you knew you had a pattern of prioritizing other people's happiness over your own, even to the point of silencing your own voice and autonomy.

However, Levi effortlessly pissed you off every single time you interacted with him. Even if you wanted to prioritize his needs over yours, you couldn't. The last thing you wanted to do was give him the satisfaction.

"You really want to make living together this difficult?" you asked, trying your best to contain your anger.

Levi was immediately able to tell how pissed off you were getting, but that didn't give him any remorse. He shot you an expression that matched your mood: angry and hostile.

"Looks to me like you're the one making it difficult."

"What?!" you exclaimed, a bit louder than intended.

"Were you not the one that came up to me with this shit?" he asked calmly.

It pissed you off how seemingly calm he seemed while you were unraveling in rage.

"I walked in the door for less than 30 seconds before you brought shit up."

You clenched your fists and spoke through clenched teeth.

"Well, I'm trying to come up with a compromise!" you argued. "So we can at least get along while being forced to live together!"

Levi scoffed before rolling his eyes and walking towards his room, cutting the conversation off.

You couldn't understand why he was being this hostile to you. Sure, you had called him a dick at your first meeting, but in your defense, he was giving you a hard time at the café and your fuse was already short because you couldn't get keys to the apartment—which was also caused by him. If anything, you should be the hostile one.

You weren't sure if you did something wrong. Your previous roommate of three years, your ex-boyfriend, always said that you were a terrible person to live with, so you began to really suspect if it was something about you that made you difficult to live with, despite you putting in active effort to accommodate or be considerate of their living styles.

As you began to consider all the reasons as to why you might have had a fundamental flaw that made co-living unrealistic, you suddenly stopped your train of thought and clenched your fists—enough was enough.

Even if it was you, even if it was some terrible oversight you've had in which you were already ruining your relationship with your new roommate, you told yourself that you had enough of pleasing people like Levi—people who trampled upon your efforts to cooperate and threw them out the window. If he was going to be this difficult, you were going to be difficult back. Social reciprocity—or in this case, the lack thereof—was a thing.

You groaned to yourself as you sat back down on the couch, holding your head in your hands out of frustration.

How the fuck am I going to get through this year if I have to come home to this every day?

#: @levisbrat25 @gothgril69 @sckerman @berrijam @notgoodforlife @meowjaa @averysmolbear @roseofdarknessblog @bejewelledd @hhighkey @ayame236 @sad-darksoul @velouria17 @kamyru @l1zk4

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Heyo!!! Stellaron Hunter anon is back!!! This is very random but bare with me. Stellaron hunters (or the Astral express family, I just prefer the Stellaron Hunters) with a little kid who's like Kenny McCormick from South Park.

For additional info, Kenny is a very poor 10 yr old kid who grew up with alcoholic parents and a younger sister he cares alot about. Kenny normally wears an oversized jacket that covers the lower half of his face so whenever he talks, his words are very muffled. Kenny sometimes takes advantage of this and cusses every once in a while despite being so young (he learned it from his bad parents.)

Bonus: He's secretly immortal. He's able to die over and over again but always wake up in bed the next morning. He won't be able to forget the pain though, making him very irritable the next time he awakens.

Tysm!!!

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A/N: I've never watched watched South Park before, so I'm really thankful for the detailed description of the character! And thank you for the request!<33

Content: Fluff, Platonic relationships, Kenny-like reader, child reader, mentions of death/reincarnation?, kinda unserious sometimes, angst if you squint, mentions of cursing, reader is hinted to have had an abusive past, sfw

Reader has no set pronouns!

((Not fully proofread))

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》Silver Wolf

Silver Wolf doesn't think much of you at first. She knew all about your past and where you came from however, yet didn't treat you any differently from anyone else, mainly because she didn't want you to feel out of place. She does compliment you on your jacket however, which is the beginning of her warming up to you.

She chuckles quietly whenever you curse and actually understands you, even when your words are muffled. She also comforts you with video games, whenever your feeling down about your past and let's you win often.

Despite all that, she was still confused on why exactly you were allowed to join the Stellaron hunters, as you just seemed like an ordinary kid... until she saw you randomly get obliterated one day. To say that she was horrified, would be an understatement. Especially when she saw you casually sitting in your bed the next day, complaining about the pain... yeah, she was in disbelief about this for the longest time.

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》Blade

Blade was really indifferent to you at first. He didn't care to know alpt about you and just avoided you all together for a while, until he was officially assigned to you. He wasn't necessarily happy with this, but he didn't have the energy to complain.

He finds your appearance a little odd and bluntly asks you, why you're wearing a jacket all the time even indoors, which just got him an indifferent shrug from you. He never understands a thing you say, which makes it perfect for whenever you are in the mood to curse him out for being rude to you.

With that said, he was baffled and confused, when he saw you casually walk out of your room, after you were turned into dust the day prior. He halted all his actions to have a stare off with you, before you both shrugged and went back to what you were doing. Great... another person who is technically immortal...

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》Kafka

Kafka knew everything about you from the moment you joined the Stellaron hunters. She was especially interested in your ability to practically reincarnate, mainly because it was a unique ability she had never heard of before. However, Kafka soon begins to find you as a person also very interesting and warms up to you pretty fast.

She knows of your past and comforts you whenever you need it. She doesn't mind your appearance either and even considers it quite cute. Kafka also completely understands everything you say and might even lean in to hear you better. Though cursing around her may get you scolded.

And as mentioned earlier, she's fascinated by your abilities and therefore isn't too worried, when you get killed, as she knows you'll be back the next day. Once you reincarnate, she'll handle you any medication you need and listens to you complain about your pain with a small smile.

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A/N: I hope this is okay! Thank you again for the request, Anon!<33

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