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“Oh — oh no, I hecked up. I hecked it up. I’m such a hecker.”

“Hey.” Heterochromic eyes snap to focus on Butters with a stern expression, mouth set in a mild frown, brows furrowing as he lifts a finger to point at the blond.

“Watch the fucking language, Butters.” It’s a joke. A mockery. Calling Butters a pussy for not swearing without really saying it, because it’s funnier this way, and Butters would know what he means. 

still, leopold stotch is no PUSSY

Revised version from my oooold blog

“He was like some serial murderer, politician, and used-car salesman hybrid pulled from the womb of the freshest of hells.”

“What was that, a snail?!”

“I’d like to speak to your McManager.”

“I don’t like mirrors because they are said to hold spirits and trapped spirits are angry spirits and I’m not fucking with that.”

“Them are some weird looking cacti.”

“Dude, I saw an abandoned tree house in the woods. Let’s drop out of school, become cryptids, and live there.”

“Hoo, that’s minty fresh!”

“That’s not a friend, that’s a rattle snake.”

“Who the hell calls earth juice water?”

“I don’t know what it is but I think I can get it to run Doom.”

“A group of squids is called a squad.”

“A group of toads is called a congregation.”

“Oh God, it tastes like tuition fees and tears.”

“Don’t worry, I’m here to save the gay!”

“What was that noise you just made?”

“Wait a heck!”

“That is not a friend spider. That is a venom boy.”

“You are not allowed at the table until you wash your nasty self.”

“I’m not high, this is just who I am as a person.”

“Don’t be the kid who puts staples in their paper hornets.”

“I just saw a group of wasps take down their queen. Holy shit.”

“The sun looks really dusty.”

“That... that’s the moon, bro.”

(   send  me   ‘  💔  ’   to  generate  the  angsty  way  that  our  muses  kiss.  feel  free  to  specify  a  number  or  who  is  kissing  who  if  you’d  like.   )

a  kiss  when  it’s  not  wanted.

a  kiss  when  it’s  not  allowed.

a  violent  kiss.

a  bloody  kiss.

a  lying  kiss.

a  kiss  as  a  warning.

a  kiss  on  an  injury  your  muse  gave  to  mine.

a  kiss  on  an  injury  my  muse  gave  to  yours.

a  kiss  accompanying  your  muse  injuring  mine.

a  kiss  accompanying  my  muse  injuring  yours.

a  drunk  /  drugged  kiss.

a   ‘  goodbye  ’   kiss.

a   ‘  please  ’   kiss.

an   ‘  i’m  sorry  ’   kiss.

an   ‘  i’ll  be  back  ’   kiss.

a  kiss  to  gain  control.

a  kiss  to  give  up  control.

a  kiss  that  draws  blood.

a  kiss  with  tears.

i’m taking this chance to use yandere craig thanks babe love you

oh, how gorgeous he is. how beautiful he looks, so joyful and carefree. how wondrous can one man be? it would seem in possible, and yet, here he stands, in all his glory. leopold ‘butters’ stotch. a man who entirely had craigs heart- a man who would soon place his heart into craigs hands. oh, how badly craig wants his heart. wants his love.

it’s enough to drive a man mad, how deeply, irreversibly in love he is. enough to drive a man to jealousy that some may find unfounded. how foolish- how idiotic of those people to think. everything in relation to butters is valid- genuine, heartfelt, and full of nothing but love. such intense love. he can make craig feel things so easily, and he loves it. craves every minute of it. craves him.

his heart stutters in excitement, adoration, just at the sight of his smile. butterflys swirl in his stomach as gray eyes stare with an unhidden love through the lens of his camera. if only butters gave him attention, instead of- kenny.

every positive emotion drops the moment the other blonde steps into the frame. lip curls and he drops his camera, gaze hardening as he stares down his biggest obstacle. 

oh, how craig hated him. hated kenny mccormick with a burning fucking passion. hated every single fucking thing about him. the way he dares to look at butters- at his butters. the way he touches him like they belong together. it fills him with a primal rage- an urge to give in to his possessive streak and make sure kenny knows. can’t forget. 

leopold ‘butters’ stotch belongs to craig tucker. 

it’s a fit of unfiltered rage, camera bouncing against his chest as he strides forward. kenny knows- he has to- and he still dares to act like this right in front of him. so he’ll return the favour. 

there’s no warning, and he pushes past the greeting given by his beloved- though, oh how it warms his heart, to hear his starshine say his name,- and instead pushes him against the wall. aggressive only in his rage, pushes their lips together in a kiss possessive enough anybody nearby would have to know. would have to recognize it- recognize the truth and back off. these lips- they belong to him. the man they’re attached to loves him back- he has to. 

and if anybody dares to interfere again–

If the generator is being lame, just choose something that works for the muses.

aggressive/angry kiss

all over kiss

back kiss

cheek kiss

firm kiss

shy kiss

first kiss

forehead kiss

french kiss

gentle kiss

scar kiss

hand kiss

jawline kiss

last kiss

neck kiss

rain kiss

friendly kiss

chaste kiss

stomach kiss

underwater kiss

upside down kiss

spin the bottle kiss

an eskimo kiss

butterfly kisses ( eyelash kiss )

a kiss pressed to each fingertip

a kiss on the hairline

a kiss to the temples

a kiss to the corner of the mouth

a kiss to bruised skin

a kiss on the knuckles

Hot, Steamy kiss

Forced Kiss

Nose Kiss

Gentle Peck

Romantic Kiss

Eyelid Kiss

Collarbone Kiss

Chest/Breast Kiss

Kiss Along the Hips

Navel Kiss

Goofy Kiss

Forceful Kiss

Reunion Kiss

Then there’s tongue

Bear Hug

Sleepy hug

Cuddle hug

Unreciprocated hug

“Far too long since we’ve seen each other” hug

From behind hug

“Something scared me” hug

The Lift hug

One armed hug

The Leg hug

Friendly hug

The emotional hug

Failed hug

Run and Jump hug

Romantic hug

Side hug

Comforting hug

Family hug

Hug around waist

Clinging hug

‘’Don’t let go’’ hug

‘’I thought I’d never see you again” hug

Warm hug

Awkward hug