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pineappleciders · 1 year

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ayo can i request a male (or gn if you prefer) adult reader adopting tweek, butters and kenny? bc i love those kids but they all deserve much better parents than the ones they have in canon.

masc adult reader adopting tweek, butters, and kenny (and a bit of karen)

A/N: i've never gotten to do a male reader b4 so i'm glad you asked!!!! these r kinda separate to keep it simple, also reader is referred to as dad :)

TRIGGER WARNING: SA and abuse mentions, drugs (obviously)

tweek tweak

first things first, you start weaning him off the coffee. you still give him smaller doses for awhile just to keep him stable and with no withdrawal

if you send him to rehab, he'd definitely be a little scared. so you pack his backpack and lunch and pat him on the head and send him off, telling him to text you if he needs anything

he's always coming into your room in the middle of the night gripping his pillow and pulling his hair.

"dad, the gnomes! t-they're back, AGH!"

"tweek, i thought we went over this..."

it can be a little difficult to calm him down sometimes, so you two practice breathing exercises in case you aren't there to help him

he carries around a little card keychain that you made for him with comforting words and grounding techniques. he carries it everywhere and attaches it to his bookbag!!

you put the coffee pods on the highest cupboard shelf so he can't reach them. he hasn't tried to reach them (as far as you're aware)

you try to smooth down his hair and brush it out but it somehow always pops back up. also his hairline is fucked. so are his teeth. he's a little fucked up in every way but you love him anyways

butters stotch

with butters, it's apparent that negative discipline is not the route here. you instead opt to use positive reinforcement when he obeys and does stuff right

you're not a pushover by any means, but you are a lot less strict than his biological parents.

he gets a little confused sometimes when he doesn't get shouted at or blamed for something he didn't do. like he walks in the door expecting to get yelled at but you just hug him and ask how his day at school was

he's really glad he can actually have friends over now. his friends are always commenting on how cool his new dad is compared to his old one

butters has learned to not talk about his trauma and past. he was always taught to bury it deep down and never mention it to anybody. so when he randomly blurts out how his uncle molested him at dinner, he's confused when you look horrified

he loves to play sports in the backyard with you!!! his old dad never really spent time with him, so he has the absolute time of his life playing ball with you. it becomes one of his best core memories

he likes to draw with crayons a lot so he always draws pictures of you and him like under a rainbow or something and you always hang it up on the fridge. you're quickly running out of room for his art

kenny mccormick

as soon as he gets home and you give him the OK to eat he is eating everything in your house

turns out it's really difficult for a 9 year old to properly grow on a diet of frozen waffles and dust bunnies. you're shocked when you're preparing his bath and he's a lot skinnier and shorter than the other kids

honestly if u adopt him then you have to adopt karen too. and kevin if you want. but preferably karen.

nothing makes kenny happier than knowing she's sleeping in a warm bed with a full stomach. it's just a bonus that he is too!!

like butters, he loves to play sports with you. specifically catch and baseball. he also forces you to play barbies with him and do a high-pitched girl voice

loves to fall asleep in your lap/in your arms. like he'll fall asleep mid-piggy back ride and just snore on your shoulder

always flexing on cartman that now that he isn't the poorest kid that cartman is now. cartman hates u for it

always wants a sip of your morning coffee and waits for karen to finish her food before finishing his. it's a force of habit and it's kind of sad but also really sweet

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that-kid-fromtheplayground · 11 months

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𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖔𝖓𝖎𝖈! || Butters Stotch with a pretty female ! highschooler who takes care of him as an older sister.

note ;; age stays as canon.

It all started because your neighboors needed a babysitter for their son.

And you, being the highschooler you were, needed a bit of money to buy your most recent whim, so you knocked on the door and offered yourself to babysit their son.

Linda and Stephen talked for a bit before accepting you and telling you all the things that you needed to know. [like where the principal rooms were, the food you needed to prepare him for dinner and the bedtime]

Later on, when you were fully informed, you became Leopold ‘Butters’ Stotch’s babysitter.

To say it was a pleasure to be his babysitter would be an understandment, because that boy was truly an angel!

He was very polite to you the whole time and even asked you to paint his nails while you two watched a Barbie movie.

He also was very curious about you and asked many questions about highschool and about yourself, like your favourite colour, series and type of music.

After that little night you both call your first meeting you instantly developed a sense of protection towards Butters, and so on you kept interacting with him, and that’s how his friends met you.

“Butters, hun, you left your notebook in my house” you said as you walked towards Butters with a soft smile, said notebook full of Hello Kitty stickers safely held in your hands.

“aw, thank you! silly me, I forgot it” Butters chuckled with a small blush of shame as you handed him the notebook, you smiled warmly at him before crouching a bit and pressing a kiss to his forehead before ruffling his hair slightly.

"Butters dude, you coming or- woah!” you turned yourself to be met with a dark haired boy with ice blue eyes, Stan, staring at you with deep red cheeks and a surprised look.

And yeah, that was pretty much everyone’s reaction when they saw you.

And yes, Kenny did absolutely cling to you for dear life after you called him one of those sweet nicknames you had for Butters and started whinning when Cartman tried to get him off you so they could enter the school.

Now Kenny treats Butters super well in hopes he talks to you of him and you decide to look after him too, poor Kenny needs maternal love and affection.

Cartman mocks Butters about you and jokes alot about you being a basic bitch, Butters punched him in the face the day he called you that though.

You usually will stay the night at Butters’ house in Fridays and you both have a calm night of watching movies and drawing or doing silly little crafts to gift his parents / friends.

[please gift something to Kenny he will cry and cling to your leg for a whole 3 hours]

You def. will help Butters to sew and fix his different costumes.

You will also def. be Proffesor Chaos’ right hand and you’ll be dressed as the typical 80′s bad boy (I mean leather jacket INCLUDED) even though you are a girl AND THE SUPERHEROS ACTUALLY BELIEVE YOU ARE A BOY LMAO.

I am 103% believer in that you two will spend whole evenings baking little sweet treats and trying to decorate them so they resemble Hello Kitty’s characters.

You definitely have punched Cartman when he made fun of Butters, and you definitely had to be held back for Shelley and Stan while Scott hyped you up from the background.

do not 𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖆𝖑 nor 𝖗𝖊𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖙 my work || fanarts are welcome and appreciated !

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jewbeloved · 1 year

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This sounds weird but I had a dream where I adopted butters and now i NEED this to be a fic 😭

Platonic ofc, Bonus points if it contains fluff ❤️

Butters being adopted by the reader 🧑‍🍼💖🌺

This will be marked as platonic since the reader is 17-18 in this.

Warnings: Mentions of running away.

Gender: Neutral

💛 Butters Scotch 🌕

This happened at the time Butters ran away from his home. You were in highschool and soon to be in college while Butters was still in Elementary.

Butters ran away because he was sick and tired of his parents grounding him for no reasons and such. The only place Butters could think of going to was your house.

You always take care of Butters whenever he came to you for comfort and venting. He always saw you as a big sister/brother/sibling.

You also protected him from bullies and defend him whenever his parents yell at him. (Which resulted in his parents not liking you- but you didn't care anyways)

You were in the middle of making yourself some dinner when you heard knocking on your door.

You opened the door and looked down to see Butters with his backpack and a suitcase.

"(Name)...? Do you mind if I stay here for the night?"

"Sure you can Butters, but what's with the backpack and the suitcase? Is something wrong?", You asked as Butters sat down on your couch after he placed his back and suitcase on the floor.

"I....", Butters started while tears were forming his eyes.

"I ran away from home....I can't take it any longer (Name).....I can't handle my parents anymore..."

You gave Butters a hug as you let him continue.

"Actually....I want to stay here forever....I don't want to go back to my parents....but I assume they will call the cops to look for me....", Butters sniffled as you wiped away his tears.

"If you need somewhere to stay Butters, you can stay at my place as long as you want...I understand....", You pulled Butters closed to your chest as he gave you a hug as well while crying into your shirt.

"Thanks (Name).... you're so kind...and way better than my parents....it does make me wish you were my parent instead...."

You thought about it for a min.

"If me being your new parent makes you feel happy then so be it Butters...I will take care of you from now on...", Butters began to calm down as sparkles were in his eyes.

"Really?! thank you (Name)!! Thank you thank you thank you!", You giggled as you saw how happy Butters was.

Butters began to start living with you from now on as you became his caretaker and parent.

Linda and Stephen were shocked to see that their son has ran away (It took them 4 days to figure it out LMAO).

When they called the cops, the police came to investigate you first since Butter's parents knew that their son liked hanging around you.

You and Butters told the cops everything and the reason why Butters had run away. After all of that was finished, Linda and Stephen were outraged to see you being Butters new parent.

You and Butters were happy when the cops began to take Butters parents to jail.

It was time for Butters to start his new life with a new and better parent...💛💛💛💛

AWWE I HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING THIS!!!

#south park x reader #south park #butters stotch x reader #sp butters stotch #sp butters #southpark blog #southpark sp #sp x reader #x reader #southpark x y/n #fluff headcanons #fluff #platonic headcanons #platonic #southpark scenarios #southpark headcanons

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1970sgothfreak · 1 year

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Okay so I hate butters parents, they are the worst parents so an idea came to me what if..butters had a goth older sister who got kicked out and when she was 17/18 she comes back to South Park and comes to get butters and bring him back with her and it’s just a bunch of wholesome shit along with the sister meeting the others of the group like the main four and the other boys.

Because I desperately want to make this and just have her rip into their parents for being the most shitty human beings ever

Would people read that? If so I’ll post what she looks like and what she’s like here

#goth oc #butters stotch #south park #goth kids #south park x reader #my ocs #butters x reader #platonic #angst with a happy ending

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vampirepersay · 5 months

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Platonic butters and teenage scene reader headcanons.

Reader is butters cousin Content warning none.

Does not get to see you very often since you don't live in South Park.

When he does see you though he gets really excited.

You taught him how to make Kandi bracelets (which his friends made fun of him for wearing).

He was convinced you were like the vampire kids so you had to prove to him that you are not a vampire.

Watches you do your hair and make-up in amazement.

Let's you paint his nails.

#south park #south park fanfiction #south park headcanons #butters stotch #butters stotch x reader #butters leopold stotch #headcanon #south park x y/n #south park x reader #south park x you #platonic reader #platonic #scene kid #Scene reader

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moon-thething · 1 year

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HeyHey, can u do a fic where reader is pretty rich, And notices how bad butters parents treat him and like, purchases him and adopts him and Becomes the perfect parent figure to him that he never had ! :3

I also requested the garnet + child!reader headcanons, and I'm sorry for the confusion, lol- but that was also really great and exactly what I wanted! :D

(n can I be 💤 anon? I love the way u write sm I'm definitely gonna request more ^^)

Hello 💤 anon :) I'm glad you liked the garnet + child fic and I hope you will like this one

I'm sorry that I couldn't respond to your request sooner!

Romantic or platonic?: Platonic/romantic

Readers gender: gender neutral

Type: Fluff

Key words: L/n: last name

Warnings: probably ooc characters

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You lived in the town of South Park for quite some time, the mayor doing anything for you to stay since you were the only thing going good for them

Since no celebrity wanted to visit their town at least they had you to donate to schools, donate to hospitals etc.

But one day, you were supposed to give some sort of speech to the fourth graders, requested by the principal and mayor, and so you of course appeared and were in the back going over your lines

You were going over your lines, cringing every time your voice cracked and forgetting the things you originally wrote on the paper. Suddenly you felt a slight tug at your leg. You looked down to see a kid with blonde hair and a scar over his left eye

He seemed so innocent and by the two seconds you looked at each other not talking, you wondered on how he even got the scar

"Heya there Mx. L/n." The kid said, you smiled warmly and ducked down to his height

"Well aren't you cute!" You chuckled, pinching the kids cheek as he laughed with joy, "what brings you backstage?" You asked, taking a peek through the closed curtains to see parents and children sitting and waiting for you to come out. But oddly, three front seats were empty, how strange

"Oh, I.. just wanted to ask-"

"Butters! What are you doing?!" A voice yelled out, your head shot up to see a man with his hands on his hips looking disapprovingly towards the child in front of you. A blond woman standing right next to him with her arms crossed

"Were so sorry Mx. L/n, this won't happen again." The, what you were assuming, father said, pushing the boy towards his mother

"No it's fine-"

"How could you do that?! You are grounded s soon as we get home." The mother whisper shouted as she tugged at the boys ear, pulling him offstage. The father soon followed as you stared at the scene whit knitted eyebrows

From that day on you would see the boy getting scolded by his parents practically anywhere you went!

You went to the store to buy groceries to fill up your fridge? You saw the boy getting scolded by his dad as he stared at the floor shamefully, children his age snickering behind him

You would just be walking down the street and spot the boy looking out of his window with a sad expression as his mother ushered his friends away, saying he was grounded for the most stupidest things imaginable

You would be sitting at the park and see him getting dragged away from his friends by his dad. Being pulled by the ear as his dad practically yelled at him

When you would go on late night walks you could hear the familiar voice of either his father or mother yelling at him to stay in his room

You felt bad for the kid, you really did. But you knew you couldn't do anything about it... Unless

You walked down the street, two bodyguard's following. One bodyguard held a suitcase while the other was ready for a fight. Every step you took you glared at the house you constantly saw the boy in, either looking out of his window or getting dragged in by his parents

You and your bodyguard's quickly arrived as you lifted your fist up. Knocking on the door you heard yelling from the inside, a male voice

"Butters, could you open the door?" The muffled voice said, at least that's what you think you heard

"Okay dad." The muffle voice of the boy said as you heard light footsteps approach the door. The door handle fiddled for a while before it completely opened

The boy stood on his tippy toes, holding onto the handle as he stared at you in shock

"Who is it?" The father said, his voice much clearer now

"Uh.. it's Mx. L/n." The boy said, tilting his head slightly as if talking to his dad, but his eyes were still glued on you

"What?!" The dad yelled, you could hear shuffling and footsteps running towards the door before the father came into view

"Oh, Mx. L/n! How great for you to show up, come in." The father said, moving out of the way as he motioned for you to come in

You looked back at your bodyguard's, jerking your head, they nodded and walked in first, you following behind them.

"Yes, what can I get you? Would you like some coffee? Or do you prefer tea-"

"We would like to make an offering." You said, taking a glance towards the young boy that stood at the doorway, "but I suggest you take the boy to his room first." You said, the younger boys eyes widened in fear as you suddenly felt bad

"Right away. Butters, get back in your room this instance young man!" He yelled, the boy nodded before rushing up to his room, "What is this offer?" He asked

Before you could speak a person emerged from the kitchen, it was the boys mother

"Oh dear- what is going on?" She asked, looking towards her husband

"Don't worry ma'am, we're just here to make an offering. I suggest you sit down as well." One of your bodyguard's said, the woman nodded and sat down next to her husband

"We would like to buy your son." You spoke, your tone cold. The parents eyes widened as they glanced at each other and then back at you

"we couldn't possibly-"

"we are offering $40 000 cash." You said, and on que your bodyguard's opened the suitcase and showed it to the parents

That's all it took for them to give in. You, being the nice person you are,gave the boy two days to pack and say goodbye to his parents

The boy was frightened and in his mind he thought it would be like something he saw on tv. You would torture him and use his body for experiment, but he was delighted to see that you actually treated him well

It took him a while to get used to but eventually he called your mansion a home

Although he wouldn't call you mom/dad/parent for the next 6 months you were still happy

The first few weeks he was living in your house you made sure to spoil him rotten. You would buy him all kinds of gifts, clothes and made sure to buy him enough materials for arts and crafts

You spend more time with him, arranging movie nights, baking cookies together, drawing together, you even improved his superhero costume! Although you can say you still enjoyed the original

When you didn't have time for him you would buy him a toy or two to make up for it, although you've gotta be honest. You had some instances where you made the mades do homework with him, play with him or take him to school/his friends house, but you still made up for the lost time by either buying him something or taking him somewhere

Butters especially enjoyed when you went somewhere, you could just take him to the park and just sit on the bench as you watched him play but he still loves that you're there. Y'know, the small things

I can imagine every time he gets home from school or gets back from a sleepover or whatnot he would tell you everything that happened

You would just laugh as he acted out the scenes, but you have to admit you would get a bit worried when he talked about a school fight he saw or something similar

But you enjoyed every second you spent with him. And you do not regret buying him one bit, even if that sentence sounds wrong we are not going to question it

#south park #south park butters #sp butters #sp butters stotch #south park + reader #gender neutral reader #rich reader #south park x reader #sp butters x reader platonic #x reader platonic #parent reader

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pinkrifle · 1 year

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Hello wonderful person!! I’m not sure if your requests are open, if not, just save this for when they are. Could you write hc’s for the main 4 + butters (or just one person if that’s too much) with a Canadian reader? (Except they don’t look like the Canadians in south park, maybe they were born in America but grew up in Canada, or were just adopted or something 💀) And at some point they nonchalantly bring up being Canadian and the group is so confused because they somehow had no clue (even though the reader fits practically all the stereotypes; too nice, says eh, watches hockey religiously, etc.) Just kinda what the aftermath of that would be? This actually happened to me a while ago and I’m still flabbergasted bc idk how my American friends didn’t know I was Canadian 😭 (they now refuse to call me anything other than ‘canuck’, maybe you could incorporate that) Ok this request is getting kinda long so I’ll let you do the rest, have a great day! :)

have no fear! i love long requests, it gives me more to work with ^^ also i’m srry if this isn’t how you wanted it to be i dnt know much about canada and stuffs 🫶 also i’m so sorry this is short, i kinda didn’t know where to go with this <3

— butters + main 4 finding our reader’s canadian!!

cws/tw’s: none

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— Kyle B !

was 100% not surprised, he probably knew it before you even thought abour telling him

but he is a little more confused when you tell him

i mean, you do fit the traits, nice, your a severe hockey lover.. but you don’t look canadian? 🤨

but his brother is canadian too, so whenever you come over he always brings ike to you!!

he hates when ppl try to take advantage of you for your kindness, it’s just a perk of being canadian!

“WAIT YOUR.. CANADIAN?? i mean. uh. your canadian? 😙 my brothers canadian!! maybe you guys know eachother…. wanna come over later?!”

— Stan M !

another one who suspected you were Canadian, surprisingly. but didn’t really mention it.

would 100% watch hockey games with you when you hang out even tho he doesn’t know wtf to do in hockey 😭 he jus loves his friends

loves the way your so nice, it makes him feel amazing!! definitely a nice replacement for cartman (kyle agrees, 100000%)

when you go over to his house, your always so nice to shelly even though shes a little bit of an ass, to you and to her turd brother.

his ass loves that maple syurp snow thing and makes it everytime you come over!!!!!!!!! (with ice instead of snow, if y’all don’t feel like going outside)

“CALLED IT. i so called it.. so.. do you know how to make that maple syurp snow thing or not?.. 👀 oh uh my fave hockey team,,uhhh the yankees?—”

(clueless man. i love clueless man.)

— Eric C !

100% ripped on you before you told him. but rips on you even more when you tell him 😈 black air forces energy

pretends to be scared of you when you come over to them in the bus stop, and clings to kyle.

then he realizes kyle is also “part canadian” because of his brother (even tho he’s adopted 💀)

he gives you puppy dog eyes and a weak apology a few hours later. you accept <3

he definitely takes advantage of your kindness, but hes really grateful for it since you don’t beat his ass every 4 seconds because of his recklessness

“WHA? EWWW!! FUCKJG CANADIAN 👻 KAHLL HELP ME!! oh— WAIT UOU FRICKIN JEW CANADIAN!! GET OFF OF ME >:(”

“i’m sowwywyy🥺 sowwwyyy 🥺🥺 so sorrryyy 🥺 can we be friends again i like canada 🥺🥺 (has a piece of paper with the canada flag on it taped on his shirt)”

— Kenny M !

dirty jokes, doesn’t matter what gender u are 😟.

doesn’t really care what you are, kinda just wants to hang out with you regardless. loves how your super nice too, and super caring when he dies :((( feels bad when he wakes up but he’s glad you don’t remember (surprisingly)

(also forgets your canadian like 2 hours later you tell him, forgive him 💔)

likes watching hockey with you, gets into it just cause of u!! also enjoys that maple syurp snow thing as much as stan, him and stan make it all the damn time!!

“cana-ussy huhuhuhu.. oh yeah. good for you! me and stan uhh we like those maple syrup candy things :3 i think you’ve heard that enough from stan tho.”

— Butters S !

very excited when you tell him!! wants to know ALL about canada and bugs you for days.

you guys are both super duper nice, and he always feels so warm around you knowing you actually care about him <3

doesn’t care that your canadian, but he does find it cool as hell!! tries to like hockey, but it’s too confusing for him ,,,

puts a small picture of the canadian flag in his room and shows it to you when you come over (it’s so precious)

he tells his parents all about canada, whatever you tell him!! they don’t find it interesting but who gives a damn, they suck

“O HAMBURGERS, that’s amazing! how come you didn’t tell me sooner?! do you like hockey? what part of canada are you from? wh—” literally asks 100 questions, but you love ur bestie

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once again i’m so sorry this is so short :( i didn’t know how to interpret it, but i hope you do like it!

#（✿ ◞◟）🫧 marj writes! ﹒#butters stotch #kenny mccormick #eric cartman #stan marsh #kyle broflovski #south park #south park x reader platonic #south park x reader #butters stotch x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #eric cartman x reader #stan marsh x reader #kyle brovlofski x reader #kyle broflovski x reader #idfk how to spell his name bruh

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moth-related-inquiries · 9 months

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I freaking LOVED writing about being Cartman's babysitter, so! Butters and Babysitter Reader.

This is my way of giving Butters a little bit of the life he deserves.

-♡Butters parents only needed a babysitter because they want someone to help tutor him, they're tired of Butter's getting into 'trouble,' and they want to be more productive.

-Basically, they want someone to parent for them because they suck and I hate them.

-Thankfully, Butters isnt even close to being as terrible as his parents!

-♡ When Butter's parents told him about you, he got extremely excited.

-He ran around his room and grabbed a bunch of his toys and costumes for the two of you to play with.

-The week that he was waiting for you to arrive was so painful for him. He just wants to meet you sooo bad!!

♡-When you finally arrived and his parents left for their 'date' he immediatly dragged you up to his room and showed you everything cool he has.

-"This is my little buddy Soundwave and- and this is his best buddy Skeletor! Oh! And this is my computer!"

-He'll be too embarassed to show you that he likes Hello Kitty until you show him that you also like it.

-If you play Hello Kitty Island Adventure with him, he will now be convinced that you guys are best buddies.

-♡ Nobody really talks about how creative Butters actually is but trust me, he is an art kid.

-Butter's never really gets the praise he deserves for his artwork because his dad finds it gay, so he didn't show you until you found one of his pictures from art class.

-"Butters? Did you draw this?" "Oh geez, um, please don't tell my dad!"

-Will literally beg you to believe that he is not gay until you tell him that it's ok. 😭

-if you tell him that you're a bit gay yourself then he'll feel better and tell you about the time he went to conversion camp.

-♡ You are basically the parent that Butters has always wanted and he knows this.

-"Well I just wish I was as well behaved with my dad as I am with you."

-he is basically YOUR child.

-Poor little guy cries about his friends hurting his feelings literally all of the time.

-You carry him EVERYWHERE but he will constantly apologize if he hurts your back even once.

-Butters is innocent and very uninformed so you will unfortunately have to have certain talks about what is appropriate and what's not.

-His dad obviously skirts around questions that he feels uncomfortable answering so you are going to have to explain a LOT of things to him.

-♡He introduced you to Marjorine, Detective Butters, and many of his other characters but not Professor Chaos.

-he doesn't want you to be hurt by his evil alter ego or see him do mean things.

-Though it Cartman allows you to play superheroes, he'll make sure to keep his identity a secret. (It's so obvious but you pretend like it's not.)

-♡Butters wants to talk and play with you EVERY SINGLE DAY!

-You'll get a random call from the Stotch residence and it's Butters calling you from his home phone and asking you how your day was.

-He'll go on and on and on about his day until his mom or dad forces him off of the phone.

-After a few minutes, he'll call you again and continue the conversation.

-He gets caught and almost grounded until you bring up the excuse of calling the Stotches to ask if Butter's would like to stay at your house.

-♡ Butters is super excited to be spending the night with you!!!! At YOUR house!!!!!

-"Oh, boy! This is just like a sleepover!!"

-You guys go out shopping for snacks and find matching bunny pajamas.

-Movie night!!!!!!! You guys watch Barbie movies, Hello Kitty movies, and re-runs of Terrance and Phillip.

-Yall even make your own home movies with your camcorder.

-He was too scared to sleep alone in your house for a while so he's got his own place and blanket in your bed.

-♡Once Butters gets a phone and installs Coonstagram, he takes nonstop pictures of the two of you.

-He will always end the captions with "with my little buddy Y/n!" Or "with my best bud Y/n!"

-His entire gallery is full of pictures of the two of you at the park, walmart, in the car, at your house-literally EVERYWHERE.

-He texts and calls you everyday to ask how you're doing and if you wanna come over and play.

-The two of you send goofy snapchat pictures back and forth.

-♡ Overall being Butter's babysitter is a blast, and the two of you are practically best buddies. It's assured that you can always count on Butters to make you smile.

Hope you guys enjoyed 🫶 I love writing babysitter hcs!! Next up should be Gladiator! Trent Boyett x reader :)

#south park #southpark x reader #butters stotch #butters #y/n #babysitter #platonic

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tryingtofindava · 7 months

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⌦｡*♡ 𝐁𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐭𝐜𝐡

: ̗̀➛Back to South Park

“Oh, Hamburgers”

• ╭──╯ . . . . . 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗢𝗡𝗦

• ╭──╯ . . . . . 𝗢𝗡𝗘-𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗧𝗦

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#south park #south park x reader #south park x platonic reader #butters stotch #butters stotch x reader

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mayoslaise · 8 months

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HIII I was wondering if you could do some Craig x reader dating hcs?💕(some smut too but only if you feel comfortable <3)

Sorry it took me literally forever to write this 😭😭😭

Cw/Tw: None

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Relationship:: Established relationship

Note:: I didn’t feel in the mood to write the smut part but I might some other day sorry. Also if you want to request anything please read the pinned post on my blog!

Reader pronouns:: She/her

Type:: Just fluffy headcannons!

Craig Tucker—★

When I look at Craig he seems like the type of person to bite reader for no reason (thats probably why his teeth are fucked up). He would be cuddling with you and then you suddenly him bite your shoulder.

He loves it when you flip him off after he flips you off. Like you ate one of his fries or something then you get the middle finger but you do it back, got him thinking “yep she’s the one.”

He gets jealous sometimes but he’d just ignore you and go pout in a corner till you ask what’s wrong, but even then he wouldn’t tell you so you’d have to push

If you buy/make little outfits for stripe he will literally marry you right then and there

Let’s be fr Craig is a bully so he’d be covered in bruises and cuts so you have to be his personal doctor <3

If you wear makeup he would want to watch you put it on but call you dumb for wearing it. He’s constantly asking what stuff is

“What is that tube of clear stuff? It looks dumb.”

“The lip gloss???”

You share your stuff with him but he doesn’t let you lay a finger on his

He would be shy to kiss you because of his braces but after you two date for a while he would give you little pecks all over your face for no real reason 🥹

Craig really reminds me of a cat so he would knock over stuff that’s just sitting there

*Knocks over water bottle*

“Why did you do that?”

“Why not?”

He likes to hold your hand when you guys are walking somewhere in public. He gotta make sure people know you’re taken 😈💪💪

He’ll come up behind you and give you a hug then lay his head on your shoulder and whisper something like “I missed you.”

He’s not really a nickname kinda guy. He wouldn’t care if you gave him one but the best he could do is “honey”

He’s surprisingly good at comforting you. You could be crying about anything and he’d instantly make you feel better

He’s actually pretty romantic! He’d pull up to your house with a bouquet of roses and a box of chocolates on Valentine’s Day

“These are for you honey.”

“I’m allergic to it roses.”

“…”

Before you guys get together he would talk about you to his friends ALL THE TIME

“If (name) was my girlfriend I’d be sooo happy..”

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pineappleciders · 1 year

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Yoo hoo !! I’d like to request Butters, Craig, Wendy, and/or Tweek with a reader who is their older sibling. The reader is in their late teens & has the sarcastic older sibling thing going on, like the same vibes as Rodrick Heffley, Kat Stratford, or Daria. Thank you ^^

butters, craig, wendy, and tweek with a stereotypical older sibling reader

A/N: i'm the youngest out of 4 and my brother was very rodrick coded so this is based off that also i love this gif

butters stotch

honestly being raised by the same parents it's a miracle you didn't turn out exactly like him LMFAO

he is constantly getting noogies from you and whenever you high-five or pat his back you do it way too hard and he goes "owie" and then giggles. or cries idk

if you drive him around or pick him up from school he's always asking if you can stop at mcdonald's and gets all sheepish when you deadpan at him

looooves piggy back rides. put him on your shoulders or back and like pretend you're an airplane and he loves it. and then like throw him onto the bed and he gets all giddy and tells you to do it again

he's always knocking on your door and asking you to play or draw with him. he gets sad if you ignore him or tell him to go away

always dragging you into his games!!!!! like you don't want to but he does puppy eyes to get u to roleplay as professor chaos' enemy (or sidekick!) and if he makes you play with the rest of the kids too they all cry super hard when you destroy them😭😭(esp cartman)

he would forever think ur awesome if you got payback on cartman for him. like idk beat eric up or threaten him and butters thinks you're the coolest person in the world

craig tucker

lots of middle fingers. lots of them

when he flips you off you tug his middle finger up and slam it under his nose (like the 'you have something on your shirt' thing but with his middle finger LOL) and he gets all pissy after

you had to put a 'fuck off' sign on your door to get him to stop annoying you whenever he's bored. you two are always competing for your parents to take your side

you love to tease him about tweek. like you twirl your hair and giggle and kick your feet on his bed talking about how he's finally getting bitches while he's trying to do homework

you keep hiding his hats but somehow he always has another. he's like charlie brown but with blue chullo hats

lots of punching. you punch his arm all the time or swat his head and at first he retaliates but then you hit him even harder and he stops (albeit angrily)

trolls you all the time by messing up your room and fucking idk. he seems like the type of dude to set up a treasure hunt to find like your phone he hid or something LOL he sets up riddles and everything

you beat him up for it

calls you emo when you go through a phase and bullies you for it. you call him a homo and he shuts up

wendy testaburger

you're always ruffling her hair and flicking her forehead. like just in normal conversation it's a habit to flick her head or nose to emphasize a point

she definitely comes to you a lot about her problems, like socially and stuff. always ranting to you about stan in your bed and you're just praying that she shuts the fuck up

you have helped her with a lot of her issues though!!!!! like it's reluctant but you give her a lot of good advice about boys and friendships. even if you gag whenever she brings up her boyfriend

i imagine you listening to like. hard rock or metal when you're going through an edgy phase and wendy either makes fun of you for it or comes into your room and starts headbanging with you. probably both

always wants you to play games and do stuff with her. like she gets barbie and the twelve dancing princesses and is scratching and begging at your door for you to try it with her

and she LOVES just dance. you're like flopped on the couch out of breath because you're old as shit and she's like happily dancing away without breaking a sweat

if you're a girl, she's always making you sleep in her room and do skincare and girl stuff. she calls it 'girls night'. if you aren't a girl she still does it but she doesn't call it that LOL. makes fun of you if you don't want to do it because it's 'for girls'

tweek tweak

if you hit him he hits you back. hit him harder he hits you harder. he gets his ass beat but he is determined not to go down without a fight!!!!

when you work the same shift at tweek bros you're constantly slacking off and blackmailing him into doing all the work and not telling ur parents LMFAO. it annoys him so much

you spook him with like scary stories and stuff because you know he freaks out over it. and you regret it when he comes into your room at 2 am with a blanket asking to sleep in your bed tonight

he tells all his friends how you 'torture and bully him' and how much he hates your guts. but he really can't deny that he appreciates you when you're helping him with a panic attack

asks you how to be cool. you tell him you were just born that way and that he'd never be as cool and awesome as you are. he got sad

he isn't the type of sibling to tattle to your parents, but he will if he's trying to blackmail you or get you to do something for him. and he gets all smug about it too

tease him about craig and he gets super defensive. you pick him up by his collar like a kitten and he flails around all angry. it's hilarious but he forever holds u to a grudge for it

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sciencebecameouraddiction · 1 month

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title: you’re not you when you’re hungry

author: sciencebecameouraddiction

fandom: hazbin hotel

rating: G

genre: Fluff, could be read as romantic or platonic

pairing: Alastor x Reader

summary: Alastor looks about ready to end Vaggie, and you piece together it’s because he hasn’t eaten. So, you make him some food!

You watched closely as Alastor’s eye twitched while Vaggie went through her list of to-do’s. You knew that angels didn’t have to eat, which made so much more sense after finding out that Vaggie was an angel. That was the difference for demons though. Demons, sinners, and any hell born had to eat.

You briefly wondered if Alastor had eaten today. You’d never say anything but you saw he forgot to eat as often as you did. It could have been something else than forgetting, but you chalked it up to forgetting.

‘That would be why he was cranky,’ you mused to yourself. You hopped off your stool and made your way to the kitchen. Quickly you pulled together your own famous Spiced Alfredo and used some of the venison you knew Alastor kept in the refrigerator. He was always stocked up… even though he constantly forgot to eat, which was humorous. You finished off the sauce and pasta, hearing loud yelling and the static that accompanied an upset Alastor.

You quickly finished the plate, placed it at the bar on the island in the kitchen and dashed out, the dashing helping your cause as you looked so disheveled as you just about crashed into the lobby. You panted and leaned against your arm, anchoring it on the wall.

“Al-Alastor.” You called, still out of breath. Whatever Alastor was about to respond to Vaggie, who looked enraged, was stopped as he turned to you. He glared at you, his eyes narrowing.

“What is it?” His voice tight with annoyance.

“I need your help. Seriously. I think only you can fix this.” He sighs, his teeth grinding in his smile.

“We’ll finish this when I come back.” He remarked to Vaggie and she glared at him as he left the lobby. You stood staring at him when he stood in front of you. His head tilted.

“Where to?” He asked, gesturing to the hall behind you.

“Oh! Yes!” You walked to the kitchen and heard a stomach growl as you got closer and the scent of the pasta got stronger. You hid your smile as you turned the corner and pointed to the seat. “Sit.” Alastor looked at you and did so.

“I’m not sure how this is helping anything-“ He cut off his sentence as you placed the large plate of food in front of him.

“Eat. You’re not you when you’re hungry.” You chuckle at the joke Alastor would not get, as you turn and toast some bread, finishing up the meal you were making. You heard him set his staff down and the clink of him picking up his fork. You look behind and see him moving the pasta around and sniffing the food suspiciously. “I didn’t poison it.” You say in disgust, rolling your eyes as you walk toward him spreading butter on the toast and placing three slices on his plate.

“Can’t ever be too sure.” He deadpans. “Is this?” He trails off looking at you.

“Venison, yes.” You say chuckling as you finish up a cup of coffee as well. “My famous Spiced Alfredo? Also, yes.” You set the coffee down in front of him, black, but brewed with a bit of salt to take out the bitterness. “Black coffee? Of course it is. You only drink coffee.” You roll your eyes and take off your apron, seeing Alastor take his first bite, his eyes widening. You turn to him and raise your eye brows, sipping your own coffee, but with sugar and cream.

“You like it?” You ask as Alastor takes another bite, just nodding. “Good. Eat and then you can do whatever you were doing. Otherwise you were going to kill someone because you were hangry.” You laugh and go to leave, to give Alastor some peace, when his hand lands on your arm, stopping you so gently. You look at him questioningly, and then he pulls out the seat next to you, a wordless invitation. “I’m not eating anything though.” You warn.

“That’s fine.” He says, taking another bite. “Where did you learn to cook like this?”

“Well, in my time, we had TV and there was a channel called Food Network. All these great chefs would have different TV shows and you could learn how to cook. I never had formal training but I learned how to cook by watching them.” You laugh.

“Fascinating. Tell me more.” Alastor prompted as he continued to eat, listening to you talk about your favorite show and even some of the gossip that was supposedly fact. Alastor never expected kindness like this and the last time someone did something like this for him, his mother was still alive. He was going to cherish this as long as he could.

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel imagine #hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor x reader #hazbin hotel fluff #alastor altruist #alastor/reader #hazbin hotel alastor x reader #alastor fanfiction #alastor

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1970sgothfreak · 1 year

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The goth older sister

Elysia’s Pov:

I stood in front of the old sign that says ‘Welcome to south park’, I sighed and grabbed my handbag out of my car before starting my walk down the road, looking around I noticed that nothing has changed and that it’s still the shitty old town I used to live in.

As I’m looking around I see a few parents covering their young children’s eyes and a few of the other children staring at me with either disgust or amazement, I simply smile and give them a polite wave before looking back ahead and continuing my journey to my old home. You may ask why I’m coming back to my old home well then allow me to introduce myself.

My name is Elysia Stotch, and I’m here to collect my younger brother as I’ve heard in his letters to me…well the ones I assume he was able to send before mother and father got to them, that they are still the horrible people they once were to me but oh butters…sweet innocent butters always seeing the good in people even if they are down right horrible people.

I stopped at the stairs of my old home before picking up the ends of my skirt and holding it up as I walked up the few steps we had, I let go of the velvet fabric and raise a hand to knock on the door, once I knocked I heard my mothers voice.

“Coming!” She sounded so sweet, I see she’s still keeping up this perfect wife facade, she opened the door ready to greet the person but froze when she saw me”

“Hello mother, long time no see”

Linda’s pov:

“Hello mother, long time no see” she said.

I froze, no this isn’t possible we had kicked her out a couple of years ago all because of how she is!, I felt her gently push me aside stepping into the house. I quickly shut the door before anyone could see this freak in my home!

“Well I see nothing has changed in my absence, though I shall admit mother you do look good for a woman your age” she spoke with a slightly snarky tone at the end of her voice. I straight out my dress and forced a smile.

“Yes, and you are um…looking well too Elysia” I spoke trying to keep a polite voice and smile on, she turned her back to me placing her sunglasses on her horrible hairstyle. She looked around at the images of my boy and me and my husband and smirked…she smirked?!?

“Where is Butters if I may ask?” She spoke tilting her head towards me, I didn’t say a word.

Elysia’s pov:

I waited for my mothers reply but when I got none I simply assumed she didn’t care to give me one, I turned to her and lent down with a sinister smirk on my face.

“I am going to make sure butters NEVER comes back to this retched house no matter what it takes, do you understand mother?” I spoke making sure I sounded vile, she nodded her head and moved away, I opened the front door turning my head to glacé at her one finale time.

“ do tell Father I stopped by for a visit, I’ll be off to the school now assuming that is where he is” I said before closing the door behind me and placing my glasses back on my face before staring my walk to the school.

~10 minutes later~

I arrived at the elementary school and walked inside towards the principal’s office and knocked. I waited until I hear a woman’s voice say ‘do come in’ so I opened the door and smiled at the older woman sitting in the chair.

“Hello how may I- oh..” she looked up and stopped when she saw me, I’m going to assume she hasn’t seen many people like this before

“Hello I’m here to collect my younger brother Butter? May I please know his classroom?” I asked placing my sunglasses back on my head to smile at the woman, she nodded and told me the number of the door and the teacher.

I thanked her kindly before heading down towards the classroom, I knocked on the door hearing the teacher sigh and say come in, my goodness I see the teachers here still have no care in this school. I walked in and saw all of the students stop talking and look at me with wide eyes and I swear I saw the fat one mumble something about me looking like I was heading to a funeral or something.

“Hello again Mr garrison” I said looking towards the old teacher of mine, he looked up and had what could have been seen as a smile as he stood up and walked to me grabbing my shoulders.

“Ah, I see you haven’t changed, you must be here for butters am I right?” He said letting go and walking back to his chair. I nod and saw my little brothers face light up.

“Yo butters, that’s your sister?” I saw a boy with a green hat whisper to my brother and he nods enthusiastically before running over to me and letting me embrace him in my arms. I placed a soft kiss on his forehead before grabbing his back and walking out of the classroom.

“Oh jeez! I didn’t know you were coming home!! Mom and dad didn’t tell me I woulda made you a present I swear!” He said stumbling over his words a little which made me laugh, I walked out of the school after signing him out.

“Butters? How would you feel about coming to live with me and Riley for a while?” I said looking down at the innocent boy, he looked up and looked a little nervous.

“O-oh jeez I uh…I better ask mom and dad to see what they say, they don’t really like me being gone for too long” he mumbled while fiddling with his sleeves, a similar trait I did after having father yell at me. Goodness what have they done to him.

“Come then, I shall bring you back and you can go pack your things while I ask them” I said and smiled slightly when I saw him beaming up at me with a smiling face.

~10 minutes later~

No one’s pov

The two arrived back at the house and Elysia knocked on the door waiting for one of the parents to answer and their father opened the door but froze with a look of disbelief when he saw her.

“Go and pack butters” she whispered and the boy ran upstairs to pack his things. She turned towards both her parents and sighed.

“Listen up and listen well for I am only going to say this once, how dare you do the same thing to butters that you did to me! Do you both have no shame in abusing your children?!? HAVE YOU LEARNED NOTHING FROM HOW I WAS RAISED!!!” She yelled getting annoyed at how they thought they could get away with this. She was shaking with rage but chuckled at her parents scared looks.

“You are both Pathetic, mentally abusing and maybe physically abusing your children just to make yourselves feel powerful what kind of parent does that! Not only that but you have probably made Butters so insecure that he will also second guess anyone!” She stated loudly stopping when she saw butters coming down the stairs with his suitcase.

“ I’m all packed! Bye mom and dad! Thanks for letting her take me!” He said happily before walking outside to wait for her, Elysia turned to her parents one last time and smirked before slamming the door and heading towards her car with her brother in tow.

They were both free, she knew that she would have to drive him to school everyday but as long as he was safe and loved with her and Riley she was completely fine with that, she was just glad to have her brother back.

ITS FINALLY DONE!!!

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yandere-writer-momo · 9 months

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I just wanted to make something cute. Something about yandere platonic Pickle gets me going

@fangurlzrul3 and I were talking in discord about giving Pickle Dino nuggies with honey bbq sauce the other day so I decided to make some cute head canons

Yandere Baki Head Canons

Teaching Pickle the modern way of living (platonic)

Pickle x researcher reader

Pickle

Now being Pickle’s caretaker wasn’t something you ever expected to be, but here you were… taking care of Pickle

You wouldn’t look Pickle in the eye for the longest time in fear that he’d attack you so you’d hand him little trinkets to get him to leave you be. His favorite was a little bell you handed him. You’d hear him jingling in the other room

But as time went on, Pickle became more comfortable around you.

Pickle sits in the doorway of the lab and just stares at you. He’s kind of like a cat or a dog with his curiosity

Pickle brings you small gifts he finds around the lap. A bottle cap, a mouse trap, and some paper clips have found their way into your desk drawer for you ‘Pickle collection.’ You didn’t have the heart to throw anything away that he gave you

Pickle would stare longingly at your lunches so you began to share your meals with him. Pickle loves the little octopus shaped sausage and he was especially fond of chicken nuggets

Pickle is a chicken nugget fiend. He will eat all of them from your lunch, even the crumbs

You introduce him to honey mustard and honey barbecue sauce and he’s starstruck. Pickle begins to love eating. He comes over to you and points at his mouth every time he sees you

Pickle hates vegetables. He spits them out every time. Even if you cover them in sauce, he will spit them out (and suck off the sauce)

Pickle loves candy and sweet! He adores cotton candy and bubble gum. It took him awhile to figure it out, but now he knows how to blow bubbles. You always hear them popping when you walk past him

You give Pickle a spoonful of nut butter (specifically peanut butter) whenever you need to get your paper work done. He will sit on his haunches and lick at the roof of his mouth for a couple minutes

You’ve tried introducing toys to him but he doesn’t understand. Pickle eats the checkers, chess pieces, cards, and even the hot wheel cars. He’s a monster

Pickle threw the baby doll you gave him across the room when it started crying so you ruled out interactive toys too

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sycamorelibrary754 · 5 months

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Merry Christmas

Summary: It’s the most wonderful time of the year. You and Natasha are off to the annual Stark Christmas Party. Little does the team know that a special surprise awaits them.

Genre: Fluff

Pairings: Natasha x reader, Avengers x reader (platonic).

Word Count: 2.7k

Warnings: None

A/N: This is part 2 to Happy Thanksgiving! I recommend reading it first, but it can be read as a stand-alone story as well. I hope you enjoy!

“Be down in a minute, malyshka!” Natasha called from your bedroom.

You were standing in the kitchen eating peanut butter out of the jar topped with chocolate sauce. A “homemade Reese’s” you dubbed it. Your first pregnancy craving that had Nat popping down to the corner grocery store at 2 am for the dynamic duo of ingredients.

“No worries, love!” Already dressed for Tony’s annual Christmas party at the compound. Clad in a green Sequin-Lace Halter Twist-Neck Jumpsuit, your baby bump beginning to show.

The click of Natasha’s high heels signaled her arrival a few moments later in a sleek long-sleeved red scoop-back midi dress that hugged her in all the right places.

“Wow, Nat. You look beautiful. Red is most definitely your color.”

“So you prefer it over the black,” she smirked as she put on her earrings.

“I didn’t say that now, did I,” with a wink.

“The baby enjoying its homemade Reese’s?” grabbing her clutch.

“Very much! I was thinking,” Putting away the chocolate and peanut butter. “Tomorrow we could make fudge!”

“Ah, because the baby has such a sweet tooth?”

“Yes,” you giggled.

“Well, whatever the baby wants, I suppose,” wrapping her arms around you in a loving embrace before leaning down and kissing your stomach.

“You ready to drop the baby bombshell tonight?” Patting the top of Nat’s head.

“Yes, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little nervous,” sighing as she stood up. These are the same people who freaked out when they found out Clint had a family. How are they going to handle this?”

“Like the amazing aunts and uncles they were meant to be,” grabbing Natasha’s hand. “Plus, I think announcing it with the Christmas crackers is a cute idea.”

“I hope so,” placing a soft kiss against your lips.

“Frankly, I’m more surprised Yelena hasn’t blabbed yet.”

“Oh, that’s because I warned her if she told anyone I would make her run with me every morning at 5 am until the baby is born.”

“Well played,” high-fiving your wife.

“Thank you,” she smiled. “Now come on, let’s go get our holiday cheer on.”

*^~^*

The drive to the compound was even more beautiful during the holidays. A light snow fell as you passed house after house dressed in beautiful Christmas lights. Natasha placed her right hand on the center console. You softly intertwined your fingers with hers and placed a soft kiss to the back of her hand.

You are greeted by a rush of warm air upon entering the compound lobby. Natasha shook the delicate snowflakes out of your hair and off your coat. You both step onto the elevator and are welcomed by the soothing voice of FRIDAY.

“Merry Christmas, ladies. Welcome to the annual Stark Christmas party.”

“Merry Christmas, FRIDAY. How’s the party so far?” You asked as the hum the elevator carried you up to living quarters.

“The party is in full swing. Mr. Stark is currently treating guests to a medley of Christmas carols.

“Of course he is,” you giggled.

“You know, he only plays that baby grand piano when he gets a bit tipsy,” Nat said. “When we got home from our month-long undercover mission in Romania, he celebrated on the jet and then made us all listen to his rendition of Dancing Queen.”

“Aww, and I missed it!” Feigning disappointment.

The elevator dinged and the doors opened to joyous noise and laughter. An abundance of greens, reds, gold, and silver flashing here and there, adding opulence and brightness. Classic poinsettias tied in tradition, and shiny bows and foiled paper glistened under the 12-foot tall Noble Fir Christmas tree, inviting their recipients to sneak one open before the actual day.

“Hey, the Romanoff’s are finally here!” Clint exclaimed as his kids rushed over to both of you.

Nate jumped into your wife’s arms as you hugged Lila and Cooper. It seemed like every time you saw the Barton kids they had grown a bit more. It was thanks to Banner and Cho that you were carrying a child that would be half yours and half Natasha’s. Looking at Clint and Laura’s kids and how they resembled their parents, you couldn’t wait to see what features your little plum would inherit from each of you.

“How’s my little namesake?” Kissing Nathaniel’s cheek. Have you been practicing the punch and kick combinations I taught you?”

“Practicing the what?” Laura asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Oh, nothing,” Natasha smirked as Nate giggled.

“You two look great, I love the green and red thing you’ve got going on,” Clint said.

“Thank you. Lovely Christmas sweater by the way. I especially love Rudolph’s glowing nose.” you pointed.

“Hey, the Barton’s are the cream of the crop when it comes to ugly Christmas sweaters.”

“Clearly,” Nat teased.

“I’ll take your coats,” Cooper offered.

“Why, thank you. What a gentleman,” you winked at Laura as you handed him yours and Natasha’s pea coats.

You scanned the room and noticed Wanda putting the finishing touches on trays of Christmas cookies. You put a hand on Nat’s shoulder and motioned toward the kitchen. She gave you a quick nod as you meandered over to the counter.

“Wanda, Wanda, Wanda… what do we have here?”

“Y/N! It’s so good to see you,” wrapping you in one of her signature hugs that you loved so much. “This is my parents’ Christmas cookie recipe,” she proudly declared. “I convinced Tony and Pepper to let me handle the desserts this year. So, we’ve got cookies, the Viennese torte is in the fridge and the pumpkin pie is cooling.”

“Wow, you have been busy,” you smiled. “Anything I can do to help?”

“Yes, you can take a cookie and go mingle. I’ll be done in a few minutes,” handing you a charming little cookie decorated like Santa. You took a bite and couldn’t believe it. It was the best cookie you had ever tasted.

“Mhmm, Wanda! This is amazing.”

“That is why I will always vouch for homemade over store bought goodies. Now seriously, go mingle,” shooing you away.

You turned back around to see your wife sitting by the fireplace talking to Steve, champagne in hand. As you started to across the room you were intercepted by a festively-dressed Kate and Lucky.

“Y/N! Hey, oh my gosh, I haven’t seen you in so long! How are you?”

“I’m good! I see you and Lucky are enjoying the party,” petting the Golden Retriever.

“Absolutely, say hello to Santa Paws and Mrs. Claus!” Kate exclaimed. Unfortunately, we’ve lost Yelena. She’s our elf,” glancing around the room.

“Wait, Yelena’s dressed as an elf?” Eyes wide. “Oh, that’s fantastic.”

“Yeah, if you see her will you send her our way? We’re supposed to be taking the photo for our holiday card tonight.”

“Nothing would make me happier,” you smirked with a hand on Kate’s shoulder.

You bid the young archer and pooch farewell and rejoined your wife.

“Hey, deka,” Wrapping her arm around your waste.

“Y/N, I was just telling your wife that she needs to find her holiday spirit and come Christmas caroling with us next week,” Steve said.

“Natasha singing? I’m not sure that would be good for community morale,” you joked

“Says the woman who performs one woman tributes to Harry Styles in the shower?” Nat giggled.

“Hey, my rendition of Sign of the Times is highly praised, I’ll have you know.”

Tony and Pepper join your little huddle with Morgan in tow.

“Romanoffs! You have to try this Hot Buttered Rum,” Tony remarked.

“Oh, I love Hot Buttered Rum, but I think I’ll stick with sparkling cider tonight,” you said “Nat would probably love some though, right, love?”

“Sure,” grabbing the glass from Tony’s hand as Steve looked back at you curiously.

You peered down at Morgan who was sitting on the ottoman next to the fireplace. Ever since you found out you were pregnant you were drawn to children like never before.

“Hi, sweetheart! You look so pretty tonight,” kneeling down to the little girl’s level.

“Thank you, Aunt Y/N,” she grinned.

“Are you excited for Christmas? You are clearly at the top of Santa’s nice list this year.”

“Really?!” Morgan squealed.

“Oh, absolutely, I have a feeling the man in red is going to be very good to you this year,” you winked.

“Did you hear that Daddy? Aunt Y/N said that I’m on the top of the nice list!”

“I sure did, squirt. I didn’t realize Aunt Y/N was so tight with St. Nick,” eyeing you coyly.

“Oh yeah, we’re on a first name basis. I’m surprised you’re not?” Smirking at the billionaire. You loved Tony like a brother, but you enjoyed giving him crap.

“Trust me, Mrs. Romanoff, I’m much closer to Santa than you are.”

“Really, do you have a direct line to the North Pole?”

“Are you having milk and cookies flown in from Holland? Because you know those are his favorite,” raising an eyebrow at you.

“Ooookay, that’s enough,” your wife placing hands on your shoulders from behind. “You both know Santa. You both have giant egos. Merry Christmas,” Nat mocked. Come on Tony, let’s go grab some hors d'oeuvrs for our better halves. I’ll be right back, detka,” leading the billionaire toward the kitchen.

You couldn’t help but admire Natasha as she walked away. Looking back over her shoulder, she smiled at you with all the love in the world. You just about melted right there in front of the fireplace. Snapping out of your love daze, you noticed Pepper grinning at you.

“What?”

“Oh, nothing. I just can’t help but notice how glowing you look tonight,” as Morgan pulled her away towards Clint’s kids and Steve strolled away to join Bucky in conversation with Rhodes.

“Pssst… Pssst!”

You turned around just as a styrofoam snowball was about to hit you in face. You caught it in one swift motion.

“Nice catch,” a Russian voice said.

“Yelena, where are you?” Glancing around not seeing your sister-in-law.

“Over here,” poking her head out from the behind the seven-foot snowman next to the pool table.

“Oh, now don’t you look adorable as an elf,” you giggled.

“If you weren’t pregnant with my niece or nephew you would be hanging upside down from the rafters right now.”

“You know Kate and Lucky are looking for you, right?”

“Why do you think I’m hiding behind the giant snowman? Kate Bishop forced me to dress in this saccharin American Christmas costume and now she wants photographic evidence of it.”

“Because she loves you, silly,” your arms crossed over your chest.

“Detka, it’s time for dinner. Let’s go—“Natasha stopped dead in her tracks at the sight of her sister. “Oh my God,” she burst into laughter.

“Tred carefully, sestra,” Yelena threatened.

“No, I love it. I think this qualifies as new mission suit attire,” poking the bell dangling from her elf hat. “Maybe you can get Stark to upgrade this outfit with Widow Bites.”

“Do you have a death wish?” Yelena sneered.

“Come on you adorable elf, it’s time for dinner,” placing an arm around your best friend’s shoulder.

*^~^*

You took your seat next to your wife at the Astoria Grand Giovani dining table. Natasha quietly squeezed your hand. You looked over with a shy smile and a festive blush on your cheeks.

Pepper stood up from her seat next to Tony at the head of the table. “Before we enjoy this lovely holiday feast, I just wanted to take a moment to tell you how grateful we are that you’re all here,” grasping Tony’s hand. “Everyone in this room knows how precious life is and we don’t take a moment of it for granted. We love you and Merry Christmas.”

“Here, here!” Thor declared a couple seats down from you as glasses clinked around the table.

A traditional Christmas dinner soon filled your plate. Roasted turkey with all the trimmings. Home baked bread, mashed potatoes and garden veggies gently roasted, drizzled in balsamic vinegar. The group drank, were merry, and told the most terrible of jokes.

Pregnancy mood swings were becoming commonplace and as the dinner wore on, you suddenly found yourself overwhelmed with emotion at the sight of your extended family enjoying the holiday season together.

“Y/N, are you okay?” Carol looked at you with concern in her eyes from across the table.

“Oh, yeah” dabbing at the corner of your eyes with your napkin. “I’m fine.”

“The holidays always make her a bit emotional,” Natasha offered laying her head comfortingly on your shoulder.

After dinner you helped Wanda serve the desserts. The Christmas cookies took their place in the center of the table, flanked by the Viennese torte and the pumpkin pie. Coffee and dessert wine circulated around the table.

The group of full bellies and ever so slightly sleepy eyes then made their way to the living room to relax. Christmas music softly enveloped the room as the kids were discussing what they hoped Santa was going to bring them this year.

“Okay, Kate Bishop. Let’s get this picture over with. I want to put on my pajamas,” Yelena announced as she stood from the sofa.

“Yay!! Okay, don’t move. Lucky! Here boy,” calling the dog who promptly romped over. “Vision, can you take the picture?”

“Of course Ms. Bishop.” Taking the Canon EOS R-50 from the archer.

“It is customary to say cheese before a picture, but since it is Christmas time perhaps you should say mistletoe?”

“Just take the picture,” Yelena deadpanned

“Mistletoe!” Kate yelled.

“We’re going to get one of these cards right?” Looking at your wife.

“I had Kate put us down for two,” she smirked.

*^~^*

As night fell, you rested your weary head on Nat’s lap as she ran her fingers through your hair.

Natasha looked at her watch. “You ready to drop the baby bomb?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be. I’ll get the Christmas crackers,” rising from the sofa.

“Umm, everyone. Y/N and I have a special gift for you all,” your wife announced nervously as you passed out the gold and silver novelties to the team.

“Christmas crackers? I have to be honest, I was hoping for something a bit more extravagant… Oww!” Tony whined, as Pepper pinching him on the arm.

You smiled with nervous anticipation as you reached for Natasha. The snap of the festive crackers echoed across the room. Clint was the first to reach inside and remove the tiny gift. A small round ceramic white ornament tied to a red ribbon appeared in his hand. Lila, Cooper, and Nate huddled around their dad to get a glimpse as Clint read the inscription.

“Uncle Clint?” Looking up at Natasha in shock.

“No way!” Sam shouted.

Wanda, Carol, and Kate all screamed at the sight of their own ornaments. Their names adorned with the title of Aunt.

“This is joyous news!” Thor crowed.

Pepper got up immediately and embraced you in a warm hug as Laura did the same with Natasha.

“How far along are you?” Wanda asked.

“Almost three months,” Yelena cut in.

“You knew?! Why didn’t you tell me?” Kate shouted; slapping her girlfriend on the arm.

“Because I want to sleep in!”

“I’m so happy for you, Nat,” Steve kissing her on the cheek.

Bucky wrapped his arms around you with a soft kiss to the top of your head.

“You ready to be Uncle Bucky?” Your eyes meeting his gaze.

“Oh God,” his face like a deer in the headlights.

“You’ll be great, Buck,” you giggled.

Bruce and Helen embraced Natasha in a tandem hug.

“I’m so relieved everyone knows,” Helen said turning to you. “Now we can openly discuss your pregnancy. Have you been continuing with your prenatal vitamins?”

And remember, you have an appointment on Friday,” Bruce interjected.

“Yes and yes,” you said as Natasha placed a soft kiss to your cheek and then another to your belly.

Tony walked up to you with that signature smirk on his face. You mentally prepared yourself for a signature Stark one-liner or some stupid joke. Instead, he took you by surprise when he wrapped you in a warm embrace.

“Congratulations, Romanoff. Looks like you do know Santa best.”

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