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[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

Morning After...

@marsrps

Craig woke up and went to make breakfast for him and Stan. He wanted to make up for last night..

He made eggs, waffles, bacon, sausages, coffee, the works.

He didn't even notice Stan coming in.

[marsrps]

Stan made a noise at the first one being pushed in more. It was still uncomfortable. "Uh, yeah, I think?" He didn't know when he should be ready, so he was just going to go with it.

[purple-paw-muses]

@marsrps “It’s gotta be. Whoever heard of Pokemon acting like this? I think we would’ve heard about it before from somewhere else. No way it just started here.” He made a little noise. “And if it is, we just have to keep them safe. But I don’t think it is.” He pulled Kyle close, trying to comfort him. “It’s going to be okay, dude.”

“Well… that’s true,” Kyle mumbled, nodding. There had never been a case of Pokemon suddenly turning hyper-aggressive before.

“I kind of feel bad having to keep them cooped up in their Pokeballs, to be honest,” Kyle admitted; of course it was for their own safety, but he still felt bad about it.

[marsrps]

He shrugged, “Give them to friends? Keep some? Train them. Use them for..” he snorted, “Beauty competitions.” He laughed a bit. He didn’t have any interest in those stupid competitions. “Just become Eevee breeders together. People like them.”

[purple-paw-muses]

“We could open up a Pokemon ranch together!” said Kyle, smiling now; Cassandra, in her haste to get at the ball, leaped gracefully over Pecha and pounced on top of the toy.

“We could breed Pokemon, take care of injured wild ones, stuff like that!”

[marsrps]

“That would be fun.” Stan grinned. He was just happy Kyle wasn’t thinking about bad things now. “I’d be happy to own a ranch with you.” He hummed chuckling as he watched Cassandra jump on the ball. He reached over and gave Pecha a scratch on the chin.

[purple-paw-muses]

“Yeah! But… where would we even open up the ranch at?” Kyle asked, leaning back a bit now. Cassandra had grown bored of playing with the ball and stretched now, yawning as well, before her ears perked up, as if she had sensed something.

[marsrps]

He shrugged, “We could find a place. Maybe a plot out on the roads so trainers will walk by, you know? Not in a town, particularly.” He hummed. Pecha seemed to do the same, hopping over Stan’s legs to look at something outside the window.

[purple-paw-muses]

Kyle nodded at that, smiling before he noticed Pecha moving towards the window now, staring out it as if he had heard something. He frowned.

“Pecha?”

It wasn’t long before Cassandra had joined the Sylveon, now staring out there as well. Kyle was beginning to get worried.

“Wh-What’s up with you two? What are you guys seeing??”

[marsrps]

Stan frowned and sat up, moving to look out the window. "I..don't see anything, Kyle." He told him. He squinted, and leaned forward a little more. "Wait...what's that?" He pet Pecha softly, as if trying to calm himself down.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

Morning After...

@marsrps

Craig woke up and went to make breakfast for him and Stan. He wanted to make up for last night..

He made eggs, waffles, bacon, sausages, coffee, the works.

He didn't even notice Stan coming in.

[marsrps]

Stan kissed him back, a soft noise leaving him. A shiver ran down his spine at the others request and he turned around, and bent over, steading himself with his hands on the ledge of the tub. He was nervous, of course.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

He kissed his back and purred. "I'll be gentle. Don't worry Stan..." he mumbled softly, slowly pushing his finger inside him. "I won't hurt you.."

[marsrps]

He tensed up a little bit, unused to having something inside of him. The intrusion wasn't bad, just a little different, uncomfortable. He made a soft noise, a shiver running down his body.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

He nuzzled his neck and held him. "You okay?" He asked quietly, stopping momentarily.

[marsrps]

He nodded softly, body shaking a bit. "I'm fine-" he said, releasing a breath.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

He pulled back and nuzzled him. "You sure? I know you think I'm treating you like you're fragile. But you're acting like this isn't something you've done before..or only done once.." he mumbled softly.

[marsrps]

Stan chuckled a bit. "I've never done this before. I just don't enjoy getting treated like I'm a pussy." If Wendy heard him say that she would slap the shit out of him. But maybe that's why it was so freeing to say it. "I appreciate you being gentle. I just don't need to be baby talked for it." That was a little over kill. "Can we not have this conversation while you have a finger in my asshole?"

[marsrps]

Uwu hewwo I'm on. I was sick the entire month of December and im better now. Here I ammmmm

[marsrps]

I'll be back soon guys. Sorry it's been a hot minute. I've been sick and really busy with work.

Also I'm exhausted

Because im sick

And I have to work today.

[marsrps]

Ashley had seen Stan in 1 or 2 of her classes, in the halls, and the occasional party where they had small little talks, but never had they really interacted or talked regularly. The school day had just ended and she began to walk to her Aunt's house before bumping into something, but the something happened to be a someone. "Sorry, wasn't watching where I was going." - @heroine-in-disguise

Stan, being swift as ever, caught her before her or her things fell. “You okay?” He asked. “I’m sorry I should’ve…not been standing so far out.” He didn’t know what to apologize for but he couldn’t help it. “Anything hurt?”

[heroine-in-disguise]

“I’m fine, don’t worry, and you don’t need to apologize, it was my fault for not paying attention Stan.” Ashley tucks her hair behind her ear and a tint of pink rushed across her face. He was cute but he was dating Wendy, or were they broken up again for a little while? Anyways, she’d never go after him romantically speaking, but she wouldn’t mind having him as a friend.

[marsrps]

“You sure?” He asked, looking her over. He was honestly a little shocked she knew his name because he had no idea what hers was. He had seen her before, sure, but he doesn’t pay that much attention to many things. He cleared his throat. “Did we have…like biology together or something?”

[heroine-in-disguise]

“Yeah, I’m actually in your math class. You probably don’t remember my name, after all, we only really had small talk at parties. The names Ashley Stars, my ‘friends’ used to call me Ash, Starry, or Cinderella for some odd reason I don’t know at my old school in 1st-8th grade. Then I moved to South Park with my Aunt for getting in a fight and getting expelled because of it. And now I’ve lived here about… 5 years now. Sorry, didn’t mean to tell you my life story.” She sounds slightly sheepish, but she made eye contact with Stan and had been staring into his eyes with her gold-ish yellow eyes.

[marsrps]

Stan, to be completely honest, found it quite cute that she had started rambling. A little sideways smirk slanted onto his face and he held out a hand to her. “Well it’s nice to meet you, Ashley Stars..again.” it was true, he hadn’t remembered her name, but-

She was pretty.

“Say, do you have a date to the homecoming dance this weekend?” He asked, ignoring the “Stan!” That was thrown at him from Kyle, who was standing behind him.

[heroine-in-disguise]

She took his hand, “Nice to meet you, again, Stan.” She was oblivious to Stan’s sideways little smirk and wore a small smile on her face.

“Oh, no I don’t, I’m not really into anyone like that yet, and even if I was they’d have to deal with loads of shit from my ex. But, why do you want to know?” She was slightly confused, why would he be asking her that? Unless… no, he wouldn’t ask her out to homecoming.

[marsrps]

"Come with me, if you like? I mean, be my date?" He was still holding her hand. He ignored a slap in the back, again, from Kyle.

"We can just go as friends too, if thats what you would prefer."

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

Morning After...

@marsrps

Craig woke up and went to make breakfast for him and Stan. He wanted to make up for last night..

He made eggs, waffles, bacon, sausages, coffee, the works.

He didn't even notice Stan coming in.

[marsrps]

Stan kissed him back, a soft noise leaving him. A shiver ran down his spine at the others request and he turned around, and bent over, steading himself with his hands on the ledge of the tub. He was nervous, of course.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

He kissed his back and purred. "I'll be gentle. Don't worry Stan..." he mumbled softly, slowly pushing his finger inside him. "I won't hurt you.."

[marsrps]

He tensed up a little bit, unused to having something inside of him. The intrusion wasn't bad, just a little different, uncomfortable. He made a soft noise, a shiver running down his body.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

He nuzzled his neck and held him. "You okay?" He asked quietly, stopping momentarily.

[marsrps]

He nodded softly, body shaking a bit. "I'm fine-" he said, releasing a breath.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

Morning After...

@marsrps

Craig woke up and went to make breakfast for him and Stan. He wanted to make up for last night..

He made eggs, waffles, bacon, sausages, coffee, the works.

He didn't even notice Stan coming in.

[marsrps]

Stan kissed him back, a soft noise leaving him. A shiver ran down his spine at the others request and he turned around, and bent over, steading himself with his hands on the ledge of the tub. He was nervous, of course.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

He kissed his back and purred. "I'll be gentle. Don't worry Stan..." he mumbled softly, slowly pushing his finger inside him. "I won't hurt you.."

[marsrps]

He tensed up a little bit, unused to having something inside of him. The intrusion wasn't bad, just a little different, uncomfortable. He made a soft noise, a shiver running down his body.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

Morning After...

@marsrps

Craig woke up and went to make breakfast for him and Stan. He wanted to make up for last night..

He made eggs, waffles, bacon, sausages, coffee, the works.

He didn't even notice Stan coming in.

[marsrps]

Stan kissed him back, a soft noise leaving him. A shiver ran down his spine at the others request and he turned around, and bent over, steading himself with his hands on the ledge of the tub. He was nervous, of course.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

Morning After...

@marsrps

Craig woke up and went to make breakfast for him and Stan. He wanted to make up for last night..

He made eggs, waffles, bacon, sausages, coffee, the works.

He didn't even notice Stan coming in.

[marsrps]

That was more like it. Stan kissed him back deeply, tongue sliding with the others as he pressed against him.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

He growled and squeezed his ass. "You're mine now Marsh." He whispered, attacking his neck and grinding against him.

[marsrps]

"Am I?" He moaned, holding onto Craig tightly and tilting his head to let the other mark him up. "Prove it."

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

He growled and picked him up. He then went to the bathroom and set him down. "Strip." He ordered, looking at him with dark, lust filled eyes.

[marsrps]

"Yes, Sir." He whispered, shifting to pull his shirt off before working at his pants. He was naked soon and he looked at Craig, awaiting another order.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

He smiled and did the same. "Shower." He turned on the shower and got in.

[marsrps]

Stan followed him into the shower and hummed, sliding in to wrap his arms around the other, wanting to be close to him.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

He growled and held him close, firmly gripping his ass. "You're mine Marsh..." he whispered, nipping his ear.

[marsrps]

Stan shivered, and pressed against him. "Am I, Tucker?" He asked, leaning in to kiss at the others neck.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

He purred softly nipped his neck and shoulder. "Yes." He mumbled softly. "You are mine." He squeezed his ass and growled.

[marsrps]

"I don't remember agreeing to that-" he was teasing him. He nipped at his neck softly, humming.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

He looked at him and smirked. "When I'm done with you, you'll be begging me to marry you."

[marsrps]

"That seems a little overkill." He chuckled. "We'll see, Tucker. But you may just eat your words."

[marsrps]

Good morn. Happy hols. Time for some new rps, anyone wanna do some shit? I play lots and lots of characters and am okay with any and all ships!

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

Morning After...

@marsrps

Craig woke up and went to make breakfast for him and Stan. He wanted to make up for last night..

He made eggs, waffles, bacon, sausages, coffee, the works.

He didn't even notice Stan coming in.

[marsrps]

That was more like it. Stan kissed him back deeply, tongue sliding with the others as he pressed against him.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

He growled and squeezed his ass. "You're mine now Marsh." He whispered, attacking his neck and grinding against him.

[marsrps]

"Am I?" He moaned, holding onto Craig tightly and tilting his head to let the other mark him up. "Prove it."

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

He growled and picked him up. He then went to the bathroom and set him down. "Strip." He ordered, looking at him with dark, lust filled eyes.

[marsrps]

"Yes, Sir." He whispered, shifting to pull his shirt off before working at his pants. He was naked soon and he looked at Craig, awaiting another order.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

He smiled and did the same. "Shower." He turned on the shower and got in.

[marsrps]

Stan followed him into the shower and hummed, sliding in to wrap his arms around the other, wanting to be close to him.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

He growled and held him close, firmly gripping his ass. "You're mine Marsh..." he whispered, nipping his ear.

[marsrps]

Stan shivered, and pressed against him. "Am I, Tucker?" He asked, leaning in to kiss at the others neck.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

He purred softly nipped his neck and shoulder. "Yes." He mumbled softly. "You are mine." He squeezed his ass and growled.

[marsrps]

"I don't remember agreeing to that-" he was teasing him. He nipped at his neck softly, humming.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

Morning After...

@marsrps

Craig woke up and went to make breakfast for him and Stan. He wanted to make up for last night..

He made eggs, waffles, bacon, sausages, coffee, the works.

He didn't even notice Stan coming in.

[marsrps]

That was more like it. Stan kissed him back deeply, tongue sliding with the others as he pressed against him.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

He growled and squeezed his ass. "You're mine now Marsh." He whispered, attacking his neck and grinding against him.

[marsrps]

"Am I?" He moaned, holding onto Craig tightly and tilting his head to let the other mark him up. "Prove it."

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

He growled and picked him up. He then went to the bathroom and set him down. "Strip." He ordered, looking at him with dark, lust filled eyes.

[marsrps]

"Yes, Sir." He whispered, shifting to pull his shirt off before working at his pants. He was naked soon and he looked at Craig, awaiting another order.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

He smiled and did the same. "Shower." He turned on the shower and got in.

[marsrps]

Stan followed him into the shower and hummed, sliding in to wrap his arms around the other, wanting to be close to him.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

He growled and held him close, firmly gripping his ass. "You're mine Marsh..." he whispered, nipping his ear.

[marsrps]

Stan shivered, and pressed against him. "Am I, Tucker?" He asked, leaning in to kiss at the others neck.

[marsrps]

Ashley had seen Stan in 1 or 2 of her classes, in the halls, and the occasional party where they had small little talks, but never had they really interacted or talked regularly. The school day had just ended and she began to walk to her Aunt's house before bumping into something, but the something happened to be a someone. "Sorry, wasn't watching where I was going." - @heroine-in-disguise

Stan, being swift as ever, caught her before her or her things fell. “You okay?” He asked. “I’m sorry I should’ve…not been standing so far out.” He didn’t know what to apologize for but he couldn’t help it. “Anything hurt?”

[heroine-in-disguise]

“I’m fine, don’t worry, and you don’t need to apologize, it was my fault for not paying attention Stan.” Ashley tucks her hair behind her ear and a tint of pink rushed across her face. He was cute but he was dating Wendy, or were they broken up again for a little while? Anyways, she’d never go after him romantically speaking, but she wouldn’t mind having him as a friend.

[marsrps]

“You sure?” He asked, looking her over. He was honestly a little shocked she knew his name because he had no idea what hers was. He had seen her before, sure, but he doesn’t pay that much attention to many things. He cleared his throat. “Did we have…like biology together or something?”

[heroine-in-disguise]

“Yeah, I’m actually in your math class. You probably don’t remember my name, after all, we only really had small talk at parties. The names Ashley Stars, my ‘friends’ used to call me Ash, Starry, or Cinderella for some odd reason I don’t know at my old school in 1st-8th grade. Then I moved to South Park with my Aunt for getting in a fight and getting expelled because of it. And now I’ve lived here about… 5 years now. Sorry, didn’t mean to tell you my life story.” She sounds slightly sheepish, but she made eye contact with Stan and had been staring into his eyes with her gold-ish yellow eyes.

[marsrps]

Stan, to be completely honest, found it quite cute that she had started rambling. A little sideways smirk slanted onto his face and he held out a hand to her. "Well it's nice to meet you, Ashley Stars..again." it was true, he hadn't remembered her name, but-

She was pretty.

"Say, do you have a date to the homecoming dance this weekend?" He asked, ignoring the "Stan!" That was thrown at him from Kyle, who was standing behind him.

[purple-paw-muses]

@marsrps “It’s gotta be. Whoever heard of Pokemon acting like this? I think we would’ve heard about it before from somewhere else. No way it just started here.” He made a little noise. “And if it is, we just have to keep them safe. But I don’t think it is.” He pulled Kyle close, trying to comfort him. “It’s going to be okay, dude.”

“Well… that’s true,” Kyle mumbled, nodding. There had never been a case of Pokemon suddenly turning hyper-aggressive before.

“I kind of feel bad having to keep them cooped up in their Pokeballs, to be honest,” Kyle admitted; of course it was for their own safety, but he still felt bad about it.

[marsrps]

He shrugged, “Give them to friends? Keep some? Train them. Use them for..” he snorted, “Beauty competitions.” He laughed a bit. He didn’t have any interest in those stupid competitions. “Just become Eevee breeders together. People like them.”

[purple-paw-muses]

“We could open up a Pokemon ranch together!” said Kyle, smiling now; Cassandra, in her haste to get at the ball, leaped gracefully over Pecha and pounced on top of the toy.

“We could breed Pokemon, take care of injured wild ones, stuff like that!”

[marsrps]

“That would be fun.” Stan grinned. He was just happy Kyle wasn’t thinking about bad things now. “I’d be happy to own a ranch with you.” He hummed chuckling as he watched Cassandra jump on the ball. He reached over and gave Pecha a scratch on the chin.

[purple-paw-muses]

“Yeah! But… where would we even open up the ranch at?” Kyle asked, leaning back a bit now. Cassandra had grown bored of playing with the ball and stretched now, yawning as well, before her ears perked up, as if she had sensed something.

[marsrps]

He shrugged, "We could find a place. Maybe a plot out on the roads so trainers will walk by, you know? Not in a town, particularly." He hummed. Pecha seemed to do the same, hopping over Stan's legs to look at something outside the window.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

Morning After...

@marsrps

Craig woke up and went to make breakfast for him and Stan. He wanted to make up for last night..

He made eggs, waffles, bacon, sausages, coffee, the works.

He didn't even notice Stan coming in.

[marsrps]

That was more like it. Stan kissed him back deeply, tongue sliding with the others as he pressed against him.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

He growled and squeezed his ass. "You're mine now Marsh." He whispered, attacking his neck and grinding against him.

[marsrps]

"Am I?" He moaned, holding onto Craig tightly and tilting his head to let the other mark him up. "Prove it."

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

He growled and picked him up. He then went to the bathroom and set him down. "Strip." He ordered, looking at him with dark, lust filled eyes.

[marsrps]

"Yes, Sir." He whispered, shifting to pull his shirt off before working at his pants. He was naked soon and he looked at Craig, awaiting another order.

[mcddle-fcnger-aesthetic]

He smiled and did the same. "Shower." He turned on the shower and got in.

[marsrps]

Stan followed him into the shower and hummed, sliding in to wrap his arms around the other, wanting to be close to him.