A bit about me; I love stupid cartoons, videogames, and writing fanfiction.
Some fandoms I like include:
The Legend of Zelda, The Last of Us, Undertale/Deltarune, Detroit Become Human, The Amazing Digital Circus, Stardew Valley, Squid Game, Scream 1, and South Park.
β Requests β
(DISCLAIMER: Requests are temporarily closed!!)
Since I get writers block easily, I'll only write full oneshots of the fandom I'm currently hyperfixated on, BUT I will post pointform versions or headcanons that get requested in the meantime (I'll make sure to update my current favorite fandom on this post). ALSO, if I don't follow up on a request that I said I'd write, I'm not ignoring you, I'm probably just really busy with college/work :`(
Other than that, feel free to leave a request, as long as it follows the rules further down this post for what I will and will not write :)
Current Fandom: South Park
For South Park, I will write for the main four. Any other characters will be headcanons/pointform only, as I don't know enough about them... UNLESS you send a REALLY detailed request, then maybe...
(My current favorite character, who I'm OBSESSED with right now, is Kenny)
β RULES β
WHAT I WILL WRITE:
- reader insert
- fluff
- smut
- angst
- comfort
- kink/fetish*
- multiple characters x reader
- stuff for fandoms i'm in
β’ headcanons
β’ oneshots
β’ brief/pointform fics
*if you're unsure, just ask. I won't judge, I'm a freak too lol
WHAT I WILL NOT WRITE:
- ships (character x character)
- depictions of suicide
- noncon
- ageplay
- petplay
- scat
- glorification of abuse
- usage of the word "daddy/mommy"
- necrophilia
- foot fetish
- cheating
- graphic depictions of self-harm
- underage
- emetophilia
- fics involving real people
- stuff for fandoms i'm NOT in
Pretty much everything else is on the table. If you're unsure, don't be afraid to ask :)
I will write most things as best I can, as long as you provide enough details for what you want :)
Examples:
"Hi, can you write [character(s)] x [gender*] reader in [POV] where they [scenario summary/setting]. Please add [fluff/smut/etc] and [tags/other info], but no [what you don't want]. Thanks!"
OR
"Hi, can you write some [character(s)] headcanons about [scenario/topic]. Thanks!"
*if it's smut/nsfw, please add if the reader is afab/amab
Thanks for reading the intro! I'm looking forward to writing requests for you guys :)
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The whole walk back from the third game room was excruciating. Still somewhat high, we somehow made it back without committing an exhibitionistic act.
"Bathroom. Now" I muttered to the two boys, dragging them towards the door. Passing the guard with no issue, we rushed into the empty bathroom, practically jumping into a stall. Though it was a little squished, none of us seemed to care with our minds so focused on one thing.
"Greedy asshole, stealing our angel for yourself" Thanos grumbled to Nam-gyu as he inspected the hickies on my neck.
"You went with Gyeong-su" Nam-gyu argued.
"Don't bring up that shit, I'm too hard" He muttered, getting closer to him as I simply stood back and watched. Feeling both aroused and surprised at the sight, I watched the two pull eachother into a rough kiss, lips moving in sync as if they had done it many times before.
Subconsciously letting my hand wander between my legs, the two pulled apart, their combined spit wetting their lips.
"Feeling left out?" Thanos asked with a smirk, letting his eyes flick up and down my body.
"Definitely feeling something" I muttered, biting my lip slightly.
"Yeah?" Nam-gyu cooed, lifting my chin with his thumb as his lips ghosted mine, "What're you feeling, baby?"
Nam-gyu's breath hot on my face, I smiled softly, reaching to my left to grab the collar of Thanos's sweater. With one swift tug, I pulled the purple-haired man as close to Nam-gyu and me as we were to each other.
"Feeling kinda, well..." I mumbled, running my tongue from Thanos to Nam-gyu's lips. Satisfied with the needy whimper that escaped the latter's mouth, I dragged my hand down each of their chests as I knelt down on the cold tile. Unexpectedly, Thanos followed suit, kneeling beside me within a second.
As I tugged lightly on Nam-gyu's waistband, Thanos didn't spare the man another second before he was peppering kisses on the clothed dick in front of us. Though I hadn't expected the two to be so 'close', it was a pleasant surprise.
Deciding we were taking too long, Nam-gyu put his hands under the fabric I had been toying with and pulled it down. Pants and boxers hanging lazily on his thighs, Nam-gyu's cock sprung free, the hardened length dripping with excitement. He seemed to be about average in both length and width, though it was more than enough to work with. Wetting my lips with a quick swipe of my tongue, I watched Thanos hungrily lick a stripe up Nam-gyu's length, collecting his pre-cum with ease. The sight alone sent throbs to my already-wet cunt, but I needed more. Confidence coursing through my body, I leaned in close and mirrored Thanos's movements.
"Fuuuck" Nam-gyu groaned, keeping his eyes on the action as I swirled my tongue, meeting it with Thanos's on the man's needy cock. Inch by inch, tongues dragging over every vein, we wettened his dick with our combining spit.
"Fuck, angel" Thanos mumbled onto Nam-gyu's dick, the vibrations pulling a moan from the man, "bet Namsu's wanted this for a while. We've wanted this for a while".
"Nam-... Nam-gyu, you asshole" Nam-gyu breathed out, leaning his head back against the tiled wall.
Without another word, Thanos pressed a kiss to Nam-gyu's tip then got up, bringing me with him with a grab of my hips. Feeling his own hardened cock rub against me from behind as he moved, I simply watched as Thanos moved Nam-gyu with a swift shove, sitting him down on the seat of the toilet.
"Suck" Thanos commanded, pointing to Nam-gyu's leaking dick. Of course, instead of obeying, I simply smirked and grinded myself back into him. Though I had gained his moan from the sudden friction, Thanos was anything but satisfied.
"Suck" He repeated a little louder, bending my upper half down to Nam-gyu's crotch. Thanos grabbed my wrists into his hand and pulled them back, once again telling me what to do, "Suck him for me, angel"
Before I could continue my attempted teasing, I felt Nam-gyu's hand slid up to cup my cheek, thumb caressing the skin as he whined, "C'mon baby, let me cum in that pretty mouth"
Without another thought, I pressed my lips against him, sucking softly on the tip. As I continued to slowly work my way down, taking in more and more of Nam-gyu, I felt Thanos tug the band of my pants with his free hand. By the time I was half-way down Nam-gyu's cock, swirling my tongue against the throbbing flesh, I felt the cool air hit my lower half as my dripping cunt was on full display.
"Shit, 'gyu, they're soaking wet already" Thanos groaned, circling a finger around my dripping hole. Slipping in two fingers, I couldn't hold back my moan when they curled up, sending vibrations down Nam-gyu's cock.
"Lemme taste" Nam-gyu commanded with a groan, threading his fingers through my hair. Taking the request, Thanos took back his finger's from my drenched hole, presenting them in front of Nam-gyu's lips. The man greedily took in the wettened fingers to his mouth, sucking off my juices like it was his life-line.
Thanos cursed under his breath at the sight of his fingers disappearing in the man's mouth, unable to stop his hips from rocking against my exposed cunt. With Nam-gyu's lips parting from his fingers, Thanos took back his hand to reach into his pants, pulling out his own hardened cock. Continuing to suck up and down Nam-gyu's length, I felt Thanos's tip kiss my folds, teasing my hole with a roll of his hips. With his pre-cum mixing with the wet of my cunt in a string of liquids, the horny anticipation of pleasure ate away at my insides.
Barely able to focus on the movements of my lips on Nam-gyu's cock, my eyes rolled back in pleasure when Thanos finally pressed into me. His throbbing dick stretched my walls as he went deeper and deeper, perfectly filling up my needy hole when he bottomed out.
Nam-gyu cursed as I moaned on his cock, tightening his grip in my hair to push himself deeper down my throat. Thanos let out a groan when he started to move, pulling out to the tip before ramming back in.
"You like that, angel?" Thanos asked, feeling my walls clench around him, "You like choking on his cock like that? I bet he likes it, don't you Namsu?"
The man in question twitched in my mouth at his words, getting closer and closer to his release.
"Fuck, you're taking me so well" Thanos groaned, snapping his hips into mine as he leaned forward. Letting go of my wrists, he reached out to grab the collar of Nam-gyu's shirt, pulling him forward into a kiss.
The two of the sped up their thrusts into me, Thanos's tip kissing my cervix while Nam-gyu continued to make me gag on his length. Bringing one of my now-free hands to Nam-gyu's base as to stop myself from choking, I squeezed slightly, hearing the man moan into Thanos's mouth.
My clit throbbed with need as my hole squeezed around Thanos's cock, pleasure building up with every thrust. Feeling Nam-gyu's dick twitch in my throat, I sped up, chasing his high. Flicking my tongue against the underside of his length, sucking in as much as I could, Nam-gyu pushed me down until he bottomed out. He moaned into his shared kiss as hot ribbons of cum shot down my throat in waves, the action causing Thanos to speed up his thrusts into me.
Pulling away from the kiss, Thanos watched Nam-gyu come undone in my mouth, watching his eyes roll back in pure bliss. Swallowing the hot liquid, Nam-gyu pulled my lips off of his cock with an audible pop.
"Fuck, angel" Thanos moaned, pulling out so he could swap our positions. Thanos and Nam-gyu were quick to switch spots, the latter guiding me to the other's lap, all the while pressing kisses to my neck.
Maneuvering me so I hovered over Thanos's tip, Nam-gyu trailed his lips to my ear, commanding me in a whisper, "Make him moan like a bitch and I'll eat you out 'til you're numb".
Happy to take the challenge, and far too horny to rebel, I slowly lowered myself down. My eyes rolled back in pleasure when I bottomed out on his cock, feeling Nam-gyu's hand slither down my body. Starting to rock my hips, I leaned forward and pressed my lips to Thanos's neck. The man let out a low groan when my teeth grazed his skin, hands shooting to grab my hips as he desperately rolled into my cunt from below.
"That's it baby, ride him like a slut" Nam-gyu cooed, nipping the lobe of my ear.
"You're taking me so well, fuck" Thanos cursed, thrusting up to reach a depth that made me see stars. Biting down to muffle a moan, I sucked his skin through my teeth with the intention of leaving a mark. A loud moan erupted from the man's mouth, urging Nam-gyu's hand to slip further down to where our bodies were connected. As his hand met my throbbing clit, my hips instinctively moved faster, chasing the climax I so desperately craved.
"You gonna let him cum while you're riding him?" Nam-gyu muttered, pressing harder agaisnt my clit as he rubbed swift circles, "Look how close he is".
Quick to nod a "yes", I pulled away from Thanos's neck to get a better look. As his counterpart had said, Thanos's brows were furrowed in pure bliss from the friction, breath hot and heavy.
"He's so pathetic for your pussy, I think he's addicted" Nam-gyu continued, his insults causing the man's cock to twitch inside of me.
"Shit, 'm close," Thanos groaned, grip tightening on my hips, "you gonna take it?"
With Nam-gyu's fingers collecting my slick from the base of Thanos's dick, rubbing it into my clit at a rhythm that made me moan embarassingly loud, I was barely able to nod.
"Use your words" Nam-gyu scolded, slowing his fingers.
Too hungry for my release, I pushed aside my ego and spoke up, "Please, cum in me, cum with me, fuck!-" I moaned when Nam-gyu's fingers continued quickly.
"You gonna cum on his dick for me?" Nam-gyu muttered, bringing his free hand to my chin after I answered with a nod. In one swift movement, he tilted my head back and pressed his lips into mine, swiping his tongue across the flesh before fully deepening the kiss.
With all of the stimulation from the pair, I felt the familiar build up of pleasure near it's peak. Thanos's thrusts beneath me getting sloppier by the second, I rolled my hips faster, feeling the best I'd ever felt. Moaning into Nam-gyu's lips, I felt my walls pulsate around Thanos's cock, squeezing tight as my orgasm washed over me. Wave after wave of pleasure shot deep throughout my body. Thanos fucked me through my climax with a moan, my movements pushing him over the edge. Spurts of his hot cum shot deep inside of me, filling every inch and crevice. Liquids mixing into a sticky mess, I felt it drip down, coating our skin a slick white.
Coming down from our peaks, Thanos rested his head against my shoulder, thoroughly fucked out.
"..too good for us" Thanos mumbled, nuzzling into the nape of my neck.
Without a word, and much to Thanos's disappointment, Nam-gyu pulled me up and pressed me against the wall of the stall. Legs achy, I held on to the man as he trailed down to my exposed lower-half.
"So messy" Nam-gyu muttered, pressing his fingers against my hole to keep any liquid from spilling out. Nodding for him to continue like he'd promised, I watched the man hold his gaze on my drenched cunt, eyeing it like it was his most prized possession.
Threading my fingers through his hair as he moved, Nam-gyu pressed his face between my legs, tongue dragging through my folds to collect our combined cum. Quickly finding my clit as he swallowed, he pressed his lips to the bundle of nerves and sucked lightly. Still recovering from my recent orgasm, my breath quickened from the overstimulation. Every tiny movement, every flick of his tongue, made me squirm, leaving me unsure of whether I wanted to push him away or fuck his face raw.
With one hand gripping my ass and the other tracing circles around my hole, Nam-gyu continued to eat me like he'd been starving for weeks. Thanos watched from beside us, drinking in the sight alone.
A sharp moan escaped my throat when Nam-gyu's teeth grazed my clit, pulling me closer and closer to a second orgasm. With the familiar build up forming in my body, I gripped his hair and rolled my hips into his face, gasping when two fingers slipped into my hole.
Thanos, now fully clothed, stood up beside me, pressing soft kisses to my neck as he held his hand over my mouth to muffle my moans.
With a long suck to my clit, another orgasm flooded my senses when Nam-gyu's fingers curled inside of me. With the cry of pleasure Nam-gyu had ripped from my lungs muffled by Thanos's hand, I let my release cloud my mind, feeling the intense pleasure course through every inch of my body.
Nam-gyu finally pulled away, slick covering his face in a shiny gleam. I let out a satisfied breath, tingles of pleasure still lingering. Legs shaking as I recovered, I watched Thanos pull Nam-gyu up by the collar of his shirt. Wasting no time, he licked across Nam-gyu's chin, collecting my liquid pleasure with his tongue. If I hadn't been absolutely exhausted, I would've had my fingers back between my legs from the sight alone.
But of course, nothing lasts forever.
Pulling us from our lustful thoughts, an announcement blared from the lone speaker in the bathroom, "Voting will begin in two minutes".
Hiiii could you maybe write headcanons of the main 4 + Butters if they found out their partner(reader) is autistic/neurodivergent??
So sorry for the longest wait known to human kind, and thank you so much for your patience! Hopefully this is kinda what you were hoping for!
Quick Disclaimer:
Though I do have AuDHD, my experience with it won't represent everyone who's neurodivergent, as it's a spectrum. For anyone who isn't familiar with neurodivergencies, please do your own research with reputable sources. This is simply a post with headcanons, not a peer-reviewed paper, so please don't use it to self diagnose. That being said, I hope you enjoy reading!
β’ to him, you are you, and that's all that matters
β’ he'll try his best to support you through whatever difficulties may arise
β’ stan's probably not the best at helping you stay focused, but he tries
β’ finds it cute when you talk about your current hyperfixation
β’ let you copy off his homework back in highschool, which may or may not have helped
β’ if you're on medication, depending on the living situation, he'll have a special spot for it so you remember and to hide it from his dad
β’ found out caffeine can help and won't stop buying you energy drinks
β’ always quick to defend you if people don't understand your struggles
Autism:
β’ stan was very accepting when he found out
β’ though he might not know alot about it, he tries his absolute best to properly support you
β’ having trouble talking? he's there to do it for you
β’ he's more than happy to leave an event early if you get overstimulated
β’ he's willing to just lay on top of you if you need the extra weight... he may fall asleep though
β’ isn't always the best with big emotions, but will listen when you need to talk through something
β’ tries his best to avoid his dad when the two of you are together as Randy is... alot
β’ same with cartman, he doesn't want him to harass you
β’ perfectly happy to stay in for a date
β’ not the best when it comes to meltdowns but is able to help with burnout
β’ always always always apologizes if he isn't clear with when he's being sarcastic, though it may take a while for him to understand why he upset you
β’ loves you no matter what and makes sure you know it
Kyle
ADHD:
β’ struggling to keep things tidy? he'll be there with cleaning supplies in less than five minutes
β’ kyle is the best of the group when it comes to keeping you on track
β’ when he found out, he did a bunch of research so he can properly support you
β’ he's the most clinical when it comes to support, which may or may not piss you off from time to time (there's no cutting corners when it comes to kyle)
β’ he'll apologize if he gets under your skin too much though
Autism:
β’ when he found out, you bet your ass he did a ton of research on it and how to best support you
β’ eventually decided it was best to ask you directly, so expect to talk through boundaries and needs quite a bit
β’ that being said, he means well, and will not only hear you but will listen
β’ makes sure you aren't put in a situation that may overstimulate you, but will put all his energy into comforting you if it does happen
β’ learns how to identify your signs of a meltdown/burnout very quickly, and does his absolute best to help you through it or avoid them all together
β’ loves how deeply you feel emotions (through the good and bad) and admires your empathy
β’ cherishes every moment you spend together but understands when you need space
β’ doesn't let cartman anywhere near you if he can help it
β’ happily explains any social queues you may miss
β’ tells his mom to make one of your comfort foods anytime the two of you visit
Cartman
ADHD:
β’ laughed in your face at first
β’ cuz it's Cartman what'd you expect?
β’ if you're on meds, he asks if you see tiny pink christina aguilera monsters
β’ quite literally won't shut up about the monsters if you're taking ritalin
β’ might steal some from time to time though
β’ if i'm being so fr, he's gonna be so mean about it at first
β’ zoned out? he's taking that to his advantage
β’ if he notices you're spacing out, he'll say some heinous shit and ask if you agree
β’ be prepared to get teased 24/7
β’ after a while (and a lengthy conversation with him about it), he'll calm down a bit
β’ still teases you though
Autism:
β’ there's two ways this will go...
β’ if someone else told him about it, he'd shrug it off and say he knew that already
β’ if he finds out himself, well... cartman will be cartman, he's probably going to rip on you like crazy
β’ either way, it'll take him time to even accept the new information he learned about you
β’ after a while, he'll use it as an excuse to leave any situation he doesn't like
β’ "screw you guys, we're going home" and if anyone argues/questions it, he's blaming your autism
β’ sorry cartman lovers (if there's any lol), he's just such an ass about it, especially around his friends
β’ he acts completely different when the two of you are alone
β’ having a date night at home? you bet your ass he's got ALL of your comfort foods
β’ speaking of, his pantry is full of it
β’ if you get overstimulated, he'll bring you home, make sure all the bright lights are off, and let you rest in his bed
Kenny
You can't tell me this man is neurotypical.
ADHD:
β’ kenny most definitely brings up the time his entire class was put on ritalin when he finds out, he can't help it
β’ despite that, he's VERY understanding
β’ having trouble focusing? he'll guide you through what you need to do as best he can
β’ finds it really attractive when you yap uncontrollably to him about your current hyperfixation
β’ if you're on meds, he's got an alarm set on his phone, even if you don't live together (he'll text/call you)
β’ having trouble remembering an important task? he's already written it down on his hand and set a reminder on his phone
β’ if you zone out, he's super patient with you
β’ need some extra stimulation? he's got you covered, whether that's through 'innocent' ways or not is up to you
β’ if too many tasks have been put off and you're feeling overwhelmed, he's more than happy to help you
Autism:
β’ kenny is the most understanding of the bunch
β’ having his own neurodivergency, though most likely undiagnosed, he knows firsthand tough things can get sometimes
β’ when he finds out, whether through you or someone else, he'll give a soft smile and a thumbs up, not treating you any differently
β’ if you go mute, he's there to help no matter what
β’ he's grateful to know someone else who may not talk as often (it feels amazing to be understood and seen)
β’ if he knows what your special interest is, he will be all over it with you
β’ expect many hand-made gifts that relate to it
β’ loves hearing you talk about your interests, and finds your passion towards it so so so attractive
β’ he's always so patient with you and your needs, and will help you no matter what
β’ insecure about stimming? he'll constantly reassure you
β’ he will ALWAYS respect boundaries you set, no matter what
β’ he'll help and comfort you through any burnout or meltdowns that may occur, making sure to give you space when needed
β’ constantly reassures you that you are loved no matter what
β’ if you misread a social queue, he will vouch for you and explain what happened if needed... though he doesn't always know himself
β’ never hold back emotions with him, he absolutely adores you and how intensely you can feel things
β’ you can never be too clingy with kenny
Butters
ADHD:
β’ if you take meds, he was probably told by his parents through a misunderstanding
β’ his parents probably saw you taking your meds one morning while visiting and... "YOU'RE GROUNDED MISTER!"
β’ Butters asks you why you are, in his parents' words, a "pill popping slut", and hands you the bottle
β’ after a lengthy explanation of what the meds are for, he is fully supportive of you and apologizes for his parents reaction
β’ after the misunderstanding is cleared with his parents, Butters is grounded again lol
β’ if he found out some other way, it takes him a while to understand, but boy oh boy is he supportive of you
β’ not only will he keep you on track, but he will praise you like no other when the task you'd been struggling with is done
β’ he's like your personal cheerleader
β’ fully willing to help you clean and stay on task while doing so
Autism:
β’ unless someone tells him directly, he's going to be oblivious to it
β’ and unless you tell him, he'll probably find out through one of cartman's many insults
β’ regardless, he'll be there for you no matter what
β’ though he may not be great at helping you with social queues, he's more than willing to help with everything else
β’ overstimulated? he's got sound-blocking headphones and some comfy clothes in his bag
β’ if you're feeling burntout, he will make it his mission to help you recover
β’ despite growing up how he did, butters is the kindest, most empathetic person you know, and will never invalidate you for who you are
β’ he's always prepared when it comes to your needs, even if that means carrying an extra bag with him when the two of you go out
β’ no matter what, he will make sure to remind you just how much he loves you
Hello people of tumblr, I am finally back from the dead!
Some huge life changes have happened the past 6 months, and I feel bad for leaving the requests for so long, so here's a short explanation of what's been going on.
(TLDR: shit happens, got put on adhd meds as of recently, I'm back now.)
Holy shit its been a journey. Had to quit my job back in late December, and had some really tough months following. In late April, after another family emergency, I had to make the tough decision of moving back in with my parents, which I did in early May. THAT BEING SAID it hasn't all been bad. Got an amazing girlfriend of three and a half months, was rehired at the place I worked in highschool, and... I FINALLY GOT ON ADHD MEDS YIPPEEEEE!!!!
So....
What does this mean for this tumblr account? I will hopefully be posting again, and possibly opening requests again soon! Pretty sure the prioritized fandom will stay as southpark, but I'll update if not. As of right now, I'm working on the old requests I never got to, so stay tuned for those. Thank you again for being so patient.
Hate to say it, but I have to (TEMPORARILY) close requests. I recently got a job (yippee), and it's been hard to balance schoolwork, job stuff, and writing all at once. I'll try to write the requests I already have, but it'll probably be a while before they get posted as exam week is coming quick for me. Sorry to disappoint!
I will post headcanon requests still, as those take less time to write, so if you want to request a prompt for that, go ahead, I just won't be posting them as frequently.
DISCLAIMER: I'm not quitting!! I'll come back soon, don't worry, (fandom is engraved in my brain like a parasite lol) so keep an eye out for updates on request status. I might post some more of my unfinished fics on my ao3 from a bunch of fandoms to keep you guys busy, so you can check that out in the meanwhile if you'd like.
On that note...
If you're a writer and like any of my unfinished fics, I'd be more than happy to give you the notes/plans/ideas I had for the fic if you'd like to continue it. If you want to do this, send a message my way, and I can add you as a co-writer for the fic on ao3 (I'm happy to edit/proofread it as well). I also have a bunch I won't be publishing due to not liking how I wrote them, so if you have a specific fandom you wanna write for but need ideas for a plot, I have lots I can give you :)
Don't be afraid to ask any questions in DMs/comments, or in the requests box if you wanna stay anonymous π
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Not a request, but a much needed comfort fic as seasonal depression is kicking my ass right now β οΈ Please read the warnings before continuing as it can be a rough topic. Take care of yourself, you deserve it <3
Also, I didn't have time to edit this properly, so let me know if there's any spelling mistakes.
Healing
Stan & Kyle & Kenny & Reader
Content: angst, hurt with comfort, aged up characters
Warnings: depression, brief mention of alcohol, inferred bad coping mechanisms, mention of near relapse
You hadn't left your apartment for a week, nor had you answered your phone. Whether text or call, any form of communication with your closest friends had been cut off. In other words, your absence hadn't gone unnoticed.
Stan, Kyle, and Kenny stood infront of your apartment, worry eating away at the trio. Sure, you could've just been sick, but even then you would've at least responded to texts. Lucky for them, Kenny had snagged the spare key to your apartment for times just like this.
When there was no response to Kenny's knocks on the door, he used the spare key to unlock it.
Kyle was the first to gasp when the trio stepped into the darkness of the front room, taking in the disgusting state of your apartment. Cups and plates littered the surrounding surfaces, each containing different levels of rot. Forgotten bills and unfinished paperwork was scattered around, the ink of your pen smudged by stains of tears. If the state of your apartment meant anything, you were not doing well.
Stan bit his lip nervously as he walked past Kyle and Kenny, eyeing the kitchen. The sink was full to the brim with dirty dishes, emitting a nauseating smell. His eyes trailed over to the cupboards, glancing at the notes taped to two in particular. The liquor cabinet; "Don't make it worse", and the utensils, "Please don't".
"Fuck..." Stan cursed your name solemnly, brows scrunching. He knew far too well...
Rotting in your bed, unaware of the visitors in your apartment, music blared through your headphones to drown the destructive thoughts that ran rampant in your mind. With the winter sun's late rises and early sets, your seasonal depression had snuck up, earlier than you'd expected. You hadn't been prepared, and thus, you had to live with the consequences. That said, it didn't feel like you were living. Falling in and out of a dissociative state was driving you insane.
You didn't notice when Kyle, Stan, and Kenny entered your room, drowning in every pillow and blanket you owned. You didn't notice until Kyle turned on the lamp.
Your heart stopped. They couldn't see you like this. No matter how numb you felt, you couldn't let down the people that meant the world to you. You couldn't, but you did.
Kyle spoke your name, his voice wavering with worry. For once in his life, he didn't know what to say. Your room, like the rest of your apartment, was terribly messy. Dirty clothes acted as a rug on the floor, covering every inch of the surface. On top of the smell of unwashed laundry, more food rotted beside your bed, contaminating the last of the plates you owned.
You were the first to speak up, your throat painfully raw, "I'm sorry. I'll... I'll clean up, just- need some space. Sorry".
You felt Kenny's eyes trail over you, as if reading every subtlety you tried to hide. Giving you a saddened smile, a smile that spoke 'I hear you, I see you', he sat down on the edge of your bed and held out his arms. Despite your disheveled appearance, despite everything, he was offering you a hug, a confirmation he cared, he understood. In a low voice he spoke, "It's okay".
Though his words were simple, it broke you, broke through the final cracks holding your mask together. Your body began to shake, reddened eyes tearing up once again. Choking down a cry, you let him pull you close, embracing your exhausted body.
"I'm sorry" You sniffled, feeling his hand rest on the back of your head.
"No need to be sorry" Stan told you, sitting down next to you and Kenny, "Shit happens, it's okay".
Your arms reached around Kenny, gripping onto his jacket with a dependence unmatched. You knew you didn't look or smell pleasant, you hadn't brushed your teeth, you hadn't showered in a week, yet he held you dearly. He held you close, letting you feel what you needed to feel.
"We're here for you, no matter what" Kyle reassured you, rubbing your back with a gentle touch.
"I know" You choked, not letting go of Kenny, "It's just hard to believe you're truly loved when... when the opposite is so engraved in your brain".
Kyle nodded, your name leaving his lips in with a caring tone, "You are loved, more than you know".
You let out a sigh, tears slowing ever so slightly, "I just feel so stupid. There's so many people who have it worse, but here I am crying over.... well...."
"Doesn't make it hurt any less" Stan chimed in, "Doesn't make it any less real".
You swallowed, thoughts swirling down the drain of hell once again. Even if it was real, how you dealt with it wasn't healthy. Anyone could see that, they could see that, yet here they were. Here they were, offering help. Your emotions sped up and down like a rollercoaster, giving you whiplash with every dip.
"I almost relapsed, Stan" Your voice crackled, pushing your face into Kenny's shoulder, "Valid or not, I'm pathetic".
"You're not pathetic" Kyle told you sternly, "You're healing. Healing is messy, it's full of ups and downs, but that doesn't make it pathetic".
Kenny pulled away from you slightly, his eyes gazing into yours. Slowly but surely, he brought his hand up to cup your face, thumb wiping away your tears as he spoke, "It takes a lot to heal from pain and trauma, but you're getting there. We'll be there for you every step of the way, okay?"
"The fact you're aware of it and how it affects you is a huge step," Kyle added, "You're making progress, whether you realize it or not".
Taking a deep breath in and out, you pulled the trio into a group hug, appreciating each of them immensely.
"We're here for you" Stan muttered, him and the other two returning the hug.
Feeling a little better with them by your side, you let your tears fall. You let yourself feel, acknowledge, and forgive. You let yourself push through.
A/N:
No matter who you are, no matter what you have/will go through, you are loved. Whether it's by your friends, family, or even just me - a random person online, someone really does care about you. Healing is really hard, I know first hand, but it's worth it. YOU are worth it, even if that's hard to see sometimes <3
Posted one of my undertale fic drafts on ao3 finally if anyone wants to check it out. I probably won't update it for a while, but it has 11 chapters as of posting this, so it's not just a oneshot.
Unfortunately, it is written in first person, but I'll probably either update it or repost it in 3rd at some point.
Okay, before giving a summary, just wanna say one involves Noelle and the other toriel, would that be okay?
As long as the content isn't one that's on my "won't write" list, then request away ππ
Speaking of undertale fics, I have so many (unfinished) sans fics and undertale fics in general sitting in my drafts that I might post on ao3 this week. I just have to read over/edit them first. I've been part of the fandom since early 2016 so it's almost 10 years of drafts π₯²
That said, I probably will only post like three tops cause the majority I wrote early on (they suck ass and are SUPER cringe lol)
Hiya, hope youβre having a good day, I know your current hyper fixation is South Park, but I have an idea for a Undertale/deltaeune story/oneshot (maybe 2 even) to give. would this be okay?
I might not get to it for a bit but, yes for sure! I swap fandoms pretty frequently anyways :)
Content: fluff, angst with comfort, pre-established relationship, aged-up
Warnings: general body-image issues
You and Kenny had been dating for a couple months after he initially asked you out, but you still couldn't rid yourself of the insecurities you held towards the relationship. Countless nights you'd spent restless, stressing over tiny things. Tiny things that spiraled out of control. It hurt, and you knew it wasn't Kenny's fault, far from it, in fact. The man constantly gave you compliments, reassured you when he noticed, and yet the insecurity remained.
Looking into the mirror as you got ready for the date Kenny had planned, you cringed at the reflection staring back at you. Unlike the posters you saw in Kenny's room growing up, you weren't a picture-perfect model. In your eyes, you weren't beautiful. You just couldn't see it.
Your hand reached up to wipe off the smudge in your makeup, dragging it across your skin. The action had only worsened the smudge, but with the few minutes before Kenny arrived, you had to roll with it. Your face scrunged in displeasure.
Disgusting.
Washing the mark off your fingers, you took one last reluctant glance into the mirror. You felt like the scum of the earth; Kenny deserved better. He deserved the gorgeous women from those posters, bodies thin, yet filled out in all the right places. Skin clear and smooth, he deserved it.
Every tiny imperfection was screaming at you from the mirror, hammering back into your head like a migrane. It hurt. Everything hurt. You didn't want to hurt Kenny, he deserved better.
Your eyes trailed down to the outfit resting on your body, glaring at the fabric with a hatred unmatched. Your chest, your hips, your waist, your stomach, was any of it good enough? Were you good enough?
Fuck. You couldn't go out like this.
You could barely see through the tears of frustration forming in your eyes. Pulling the clothes from your skin, you desperately pulled at the fabric as if it was burning through your flesh. You need to change your outfit. You needed to change before...
Kenny's voice tore through your thoughts, the sound of your name shattering whatever composure you had left.
Tears flowed freely down your cheeks, taking with it any makeup it touched. You looked and felt like a mess. He couldn't see you like this. He'd leave, break up, never talk to you again. He would hate you.
He...
He didn't hesitate to pull you in, flush against his chest in a hug.
"It's okay, let it out" Kenny mumbled into your hair, hand rubbing circles on your back. He didn't know why you were crying, but he knew he would be there for you no matter what it was.
"I'm sorry" Your voice cracked through a cry, muffled slightly by the man holding you close.
"For what, baby?" He muttered, keeping his arms wrapped around your form.
You swallowed, debating how to go about the topic. You hadn't truly opened up to Kenny about it, not yet, so you weren't sure how he'd take it.
Taking in a shakey breath, your voice wavered, "You deserve better, I'm... I'm a mess".
Kenny pulled away slightly, leaving your heart broken for a mere moment before he rested a hand under your chin. His eyes caught yours in a look described no other way than love, admiration, adoration. You choked back a sob as his thumb caught a tear, wiping the liquid from your skin.
"You..." He mumbled, voice low when he spoke your name, "You are so much more than I could ever deserve. You're so beautiful, so fucking pretty, but I know it's hard to see something like that in yourself sometimes".
You swallowed hard, unable to meet his gaze. The only words you could utter in that moment left your throat in a whisper, "I'm not".
"You are. Smiling or crying, makeup or not, you're perfect. You mean the world to me. I know it's cheesy, but you are the world to me, you're my world," He reassured you with a soft smile, "Mine" He repeated, leaning in to capture your swollen lips in a loving kiss.
Tears flooded down, coating your kiss with slight salty taste. It was disgusting, but you felt a little better. He made you feel better. He was there for you, he saw you, and he stayed. He chose and will choose you every time.
"You gonna be okay, pretty girl?" Kenny asked, pulling away ever so slightly.
You nodded slowly, feeling him kiss away your tears. His touch was soft, so gentle. He truly cared about you, as did you to him.
Turning to meet his eyes with yours once again, your name spilled from his lips in a raw tone, "I love you. I love you more than anything".
Finally feeling a smile tug at your lips, you returned his words with a kiss, "I love you too".
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I'm working on a few that should be out pretty soon, but the longer oneshots will take a bit to do. I'm not ignoring them, I just have a lot to do :)
Thanks for all the requests and stuff! I'm gonna start cross-posting them on A03 (my account is quiet_crybaby), so look out for those in the near future. On that note, I do have a couple older (*cough* cringy *cough*) fics on there from other fandoms, so feel free to check those out as well.
Let me know if you want me to post my longer/unfinished fics on there, as I have LOTS (like actual years of writing is sitting in my drafts cause I never finish them lol).
How do you think the the main 4 + butters would be with a reader who rides horses? And possibly wants to get more into it and join the rodeo scene?π
Hopefully this turned out okay, as I've only ridden horses a handful of times as a kid. Either way, enjoy :)
Helloooo! I was wondering if I request general hcs of the Southpark main 4? I read ur rules page, and I'm pretty happy to see another person who writes for South park!
Yesss, of course! I'm literally obsessed with the show right now.
Hii can you do a liane cartman fic with a lesbian reader thank you
Yess. I wasn't sure what sort of stuff you wanted, so it's a little short, but I hope you enjoy :)
Red Wine
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Liane Cartman x F!Reader
content: lots of flirting, kissing, etc.
warnings: light drinking (a glass of wine)
"Are you sure you don't mind? We can reschedule for next week" Laura Tucker, a long-time friend, asked you as she and her husband grabbed their coats.
"It's just a couple hours," You warmly reassured the woman, "I dont mind, really. Go, enjoy your date night".
The woman returned your smile with an unspoken thanks, before leaving the house with her husband close behind.
Although a guest at the Tucker's house, merely visiting Laura for the week, you had grown quite close to the family over the years. Craig was like a nephew to you, despite no blood relation, so when the boy had mentioned he didn't have a ride to the 'end of the school year' party his friend was throwing, you couldn't say no.
"Ready to go, bud?" You called up to Craig, who had been playing with his guinea pig, Stripe, in his room.
"Yeah, I'll text Tweek" The boy called back, putting the pet back in its cage with a loving pat.
"Oooooh~" You teased with a snicker, "Are you back together?"
Craig groaned, walking down the stairs with his middle finger raised. Not getting any spoken response, you ruffled his hair through his hat, and put on a coat.
Soon after picking up Tweek, the three of you arrived at the house hosting the party. Surprisingly, the entire house was meticulously decorated for the occasion. If you hadn't known the party was celebrating the end of another school year, you might've assumed it was for a life-changing event. The decorations were very well done.
"Have fun, you two. What time should I-" Just as you turned around to give the boys a smile, the back doors of the car slammed shut, leaving you alone in the car.
"Of course..." You muttered, unbuckling your seatbelt in attempt to catch the boys before they disappeared inside. With no hope of getting ahold of Craig once he was enjoying the party, you needed to establish a set time for picking him up. Of course, when you got out of the car, the two boys were nowhere in sight. With a sigh of defeat, you walked to the front door of the green house, knocking once.
"Good evening, m'lady" A blonde boy, dressed in a black suit and tie, answered the door, "Butler Butters at your service!".
Giving 'Butler Butters' a small smile of appreciation, you spoke, "Do you know what time the party ends?"
"Oh, w-well I don't know..." He muttered, tapping his fingers together as he thought for a moment, "Ms Cartman would know!"
Butters stepped aside, holding an arm up to direct you inside. Reluctantly, you stepped into the strangers house and followed the boy through the well-decorated livingroom.
The voices of the kids laughing echoed from the basement, accompanying the sound of the music that flowed from a nearby speaker. Whoever had set the party up, presumably Ms Cartman, had outdone themselves.
"Right this way, ma'am" Butters told you, continuing through the house to the kitchen. Stopping at the entryway to the kitchen, he pointed to a stunning woman, who had just taken a batch of cookies out of the oven.
"Ms Cartman, this lady would like to ask something" Butters announced, gaining the woman's attention. Nervous butterflies flourished in your stomach as Ms Cartman turned around. She was absolutely gorgeous. Her brown hair was pulled back neatly into a low bun, the color complimenting her teal blouse, which hugged her body in all the right places.
"Oh, hello" The woman smiled sweetly as Butters returned to his post, "Are you here for the party?"
You nodded, letting the woman's soft voice capture your attention in its entirety.
"Wonderful," She replied, placing the cookies on the counter to cool, "Please sit, would you like a drink?"
"That's alright, I don't want to be a bother" You shook your head politely, "I was just wondering what time I should pick up the boys".
Ms Cartman let out a soft chuckle, grabbing two wine glasses despite my opposition, "No no, you aren't a bother, dear. Please, I insist. It'd be a shame if you wasted such a cute outfit on a simple drop off".
A heat crawled up your neck at the sudden compliment as the woman poured some wine into each of the glasses. With no other plans for the night, you sat down at the kitchen table to accept Ms Cartman's offer.
"Thanks" You told the woman when she handed you a glass, following up with your name to properly introduce yourself.
"I'm Liane, it's lovely to meet you" She returned, taking a seat across from me, "I'm sure your boys will have fun, my little Eric stayed up all night sending invites, he was so excited".
Almost choking on the wine in the process, you stifled back a laugh at her words, "Oh, they aren't mine, I'm a family friend. Laura and Thomas are on a date tonight, and since I'm visiting, I offered to drive them"
"Oh, of course. I believe my Eric mentioned his friend had a visitor this week" Liane nodded, her painted lips leaving a red mark on the wine glass.
"I didn't expect Craig to mention me, he usually keeps to himself" You spoke, feeling the woman's soft gaze. Something about the way she smiled left a warm feeling in your chest.
Liane chuckled, tracing the rim of the glass with her finger, "I do believe it was something personal he spoke of. Boys these days don't know how to keep a secret".
Your brow quirked, both intrigued and a little worried as to what the boy had spilled into the town's gossip.
Liane was quick to notice your facial expression, returning it with some reassurance, "Don't worry, we all have secrets".
You watched as the woman collected a stray drop of red wine from the side of her glass with a finger, placing it to her plush lips. Sucking the droplet off her skin, she kept her eyes locked with yours, not saying a single word.
"What did um... what secret did he-..." Your voice trailed off, thoroughly flustered by the woman's display.
"I believe he mentioned you've been looking for a lover for quite some time" Liane answered, placing her hand back onto the wine glass. A shiver fell down your spine when you felt her foot make contact with your clothed ankle, rubbing slowly, up and down. You couldn't help but feel nervous at the warmth that flourished from the touch.
"Oh, really?" You mused, taking a sip of the wine you had been given.
She hummed pleasantly with a nod, "It's so lonely here in South Park, ____" The way your name rolled off her tongue felt so natural, so right. She was drawing you in like a moth to flame, warm, inviting, enticing.
As Liane finished her glass of wine, you decided to test the waters, nudging your leg into the contact under the table, "I guess you understand then".
"Of course," She smiled once again, placing her empty glass down gently, "It's so wonderful to meet a new face in South Park, especially one so stunning".
You hid your flustered expression behind the glass, finishing its contents readily. Placing your empty glass back down, mirrored to Liane's, the woman's eyes trailed down to your lips, and flicked to your clothed chest.
"Oh dear" She mumbled, getting up from her chair, "A little got on your shirt".
Looking down, you noticed a tiny red dot on the fabric, just as she had said.
"I believe I have stain remover upstairs" Liane told you, gesturing for you to follow.
Heart beating a mile a minute, you got up from the table, and followed Ms Cartman upstairs. Trailing behind her, you soon entered the small bathroom, watching Liane grab a small bottle from the cabinet.
"Thanks" You mustered as she poured a small amount of liquid onto a clean cloth.
Liane stepped closer, cloth in hand, her breath warm against your face. You watched as she brought the cloth to your chest, dabbing the fabric against your own. A new wave of warmth spread across your lower half when her touch ghosted your breast, the sensation tingling through the nerves.
Stain long gone, Liane placed the cloth onto the counter, trailing her eyes from your chest to your lips. Voice quiet, she spoke again, placing a thumb to your bottom lip, "Oh dear, I missed some. Let me get that for you".
Her eyes locked onto yours, silently asking for permission as she leaned in slowly. With your nod of confirmation, she closed the gap between you.
Her lips were warm against yours, softened by her red lipstick. You felt her soft fingers against your chin, pulling you in to deepen the kiss. Whether there had been wine there or not, she suckled your bottom lip, swiping her tongue across the plush flesh.
Your hand raised, connecting with the fabric of her blouse, sliding up her side as you parted your lips slightly. Liane was quick to take the opportunity, hungrily slipping her tongue through. Your mind fogged, filled only with thoughts of her.
"MOM! GODDAMMIT MOM, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU!? MOOOOOM!" A whiney voice screamed from downstairs, bringing the pair back to reality. Liane was the first to pull away, keeping her eyes on you as a pair of footsteps stomped closer and closer.
"Coming sweetie!" Liane called out, her thumb swiping across your lips. Giving you one last peck, she brushed down her blouse, "I'd love some company after the party" She smiled, eyes on yours.
"Of course" You returned the smile, letting her leave to deal with her son. You'd be more than happy to accompany her later on.
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