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When you ask him to “drop the towel” and he’s seriously thinking about it 😈💜🙏
im dog sitting for a friend of one of my parents, and when she was introducing me to her dog she kept trying to reassure me that she was very sweet and well behaved and that any grumbles were NOT growls don't worry— and like. i appreciate that she was trying to reassure me because the dog is a doberman and presumably scary-looking to most people, but to be totally honest my perception of her is just
girl why are you so paws
This should scream “cuddle me”
Helloooooooooooo, how are you doing today? (Btw love your blog ^^ It's amazing!)
Saw that you write about South Park and just really wanted to request 👏👏👏
How about the main four with a taller male reader who looks intimidating (and attractive), but is actually nice? But tho he can fight and ain't afraid to throw hands. He is a sporty guy who is into boxing. He is affectionate and caring, and he has a grunge style. ^^ (romantic)
Hope It's not too much! 😭
OMG YES, also thanks for the compliments, i appreciate it a lot
Im to lazy to write about separate
Headcanons
Kenny: orange
Stan:blue
Kyle: green
Eric:red
The main four
(TW: violence, mentioned sex, blood, homophobia)
Let's say they didn't like you too much at first, I mean yeah you look fine and you turn Heads when you walk but you look like a bully
Well that changed when you were in class, at some point Stan was having problems understanding the work so you asked if you could help him out
"find the x? The fuck? Is right there" "hey dude, you need help ?" You said in a sweet tone of voice, leaning in to see his eyes "...y-yeah sure"
The mother fucker wouldn't stop thinking about you the rest of school
"what's your problem dude, are you gay or some shit?" "You are gay too, c'mon we all know how you check out his butt during PE" "THAT'S NOT FUCKING TRUE!"
Well the most normal two are Kyle and Stan, they do get nervous and all but hey you are nice
Cartman is well...
"i identify as a horse now guys" "wtf Cartman, that's not how it works" "yo guys what are you talking about?" "Cartman identify as a horse" "what?" "Stupid right" "then I just have something to say" you took a moment "yehaw!" Hehe joke
The three are like: 🧍♂️
And Cartman is like: 🚶
So yeah a lots of flirting, specially with Kenny
He's the most obvious, he doesn't even try to hide it
And damn you are muscular, no you don't look like a Jojo but you have abs, a little waist and strong arms
"why you as a man have such a little waist? For us men to grab? Are you gay?" "And you as a man why do you have a mouth? To suck dick? Whore" "ew guys, go to a motel or something "
And after some days you start to get a long with them very well
You help them out when they need and you hang out with them a lot but at some point they development a crush on you
Let's say, they fell first and you fell harder
And the moment you started dating them was funny
Some idiot was making fun of Kenny and he was like "okay idgaf"
But you where super angry
"hey, stop bullying my boyfriend or else" "ow what are you going to do huh? You are just a fag, I'm Soo scared" "oh you want to see?" "Of course" and the moment after the idiot in question fell onto the floor with a bloody nose and one his friends punch you in the face leaving you with wounds but you managed to beat him up "who's the next one" silent "i figured out, c'mon Kenny, let's go"
When you get to your home, Kenny called the others and they came super fast
"WHAT WHERE YOU THINKING" yelled Kyle while healing your wounds "i don't know they just...maked me fell angry...and they were insulting Kenny and..." "Y/n i don't give a shit about what were they saying" "i know but...i don't want nobody to hurt you, or you four for that matter" "you called me your boyfriend" "i did?" "Yeah, and I don't mind it, I'm okay but I'm going to be your boyfriend fr" "heh okay " "..." "We all can be boyfriends?" "I'm not gay" "you are" "just for y/n" "then we are boyfriends"
It's a strange relationship, nothing changed to much, you still have that relationship like bros but the physical touch increase a lot, holding hands with them or just little pecks on the check
Kenny is more flirty, grabbing your butt and saying that he didn't do anything or just shoving his head onto your chest and mumbling how he loves your man boobs
And we'll yeah, Cartman is less of a dick but he sure loves you in a strange way
And Stan and Kyle they love you so much
Kenny's parents hate you, they are super homophobic (i hate his parents omg) so when he introduced you to them, they yelled at him, you just looked at them with a death glear and walked away from them
Cuddles ALL.THE.TIME GOD
they are so sleepy and cuddly 🤧
What if we just held each other and listened to a playlist of our favorite songs?…
Blankets are so easy to make, but very time-consuming. One more run around and this is done tho. >:3!!
@glitterdustcyclops It couldn’t find a cute starry night print that meshed well with this. ;;__;; I thought the sun one was cute tho.
Mommy Lena Luthor x Sub reader
summary: Lena has always been a very kind Mommy, ready to discuss and confront everyone about everything, but when it comes to you, she expects her rules to be followed. She is the one to set them up for you, and it’s your job to follow them. When mommy comes home and discovers you didn’t follow them, she has to punish you.
warnings: mommy kink, discipline, soft mommy lena, sub reader, spanking, plenty of aftercare, rules discussion, dom/sub dynamic, pet names, corner time, scolding.
Words count: 2k
In the morning it was always sad to see Lena getting up early, standing up from the comfortable and soft bed, and dressing for work. You just wanted her to stay with you in bed and cuddle all day, but unfortunately that was not possible. You wanted to protest, but you knew that complaining wouldn’t change your day for the better.
Even though she couldn’t spend the whole day at home with you, all her movements made you realize how much she cared about you, but also how she took her professional commitments seriously. Despite being tired, you couldn’t help but watching her getting ready in the morning.
Her clothes were neatly arranged on the armchair in the darkest corner of the bedroom, ready to be worn: an elegant black dress that reached right over her knees and black high heels. The outfit was adorned with gold accessories such as earrings and bracelets, and her face marked by a bright red lipstick. She was stunning, as always.
When she left the room without kissing you, a small and sad pout appeared on your face, was Mommy forgetting about the most important thing? Of course not.
She returned after a few minutes, the bag full of sheets that she would have to tidy up and organize at work. As soon as she saw you, a small smile folded her lips upwards. "Don’t be sad, my love, I could never forget you." she whispered as she sat next to you on the bed. The thing you liked most about her was that even if she was late, she always took a few minutes for you.
She traced your brows with her finger, touching your cheeks and tracing your lips, until she lifted your chin for you to look at her eyes. “There we go, no more pouting” she reassured connecting your lips in a soft and tidy kiss.
You smiled into the kiss, leaning forward as she tried to disconnect from your lips. She gently pushed you down on the bed, smoothing your hair and tucking you under the blankets once again. “It’s still early, go back to sleep”
A yawn and a nod gave her the confirmation she was waiting, it wouldn’t have taken long for you to fall asleep again. Her delicate fingers travelled on your face once again, caressing your cheeks softly, soft enough for you to close your eyes and forgot about the fact that she was going to work. “See you this afternoon, baby” she whispered.
When you woke up, a bright light was shining through your bedroom’s curtains, and you could hear the muffled noises of the city life going on under your apartment. You stretched your arms towards your mommy’s side of the bad, sad to find it cold and empty, but you remember her words this morning: “see you this afternoon”.
You wouldn’t have to wait a lot of hours, but that also meant that you would have to hurry up with the tasks she left you when you were home from work. She usually left a note on the refrigerator, so you could notice and read it once in the kitchen for your breakfast.
You huffed, seeing something that definitely wasn’t in your plans for today: grocery shopping and cleaning the pictures frames on the walls.
The rules were clear inside your house: You had to communicate with your mommy if you didn’t feel like doing what she asked and complete honesty was required for your dynamic.
It was cold outside, you didn’t want to step in the street and endure the cold air more than two minutes. Free days were made to relax, not to do tasks. You thought about the consequences for not doing what she asked, but was it worse than actually do those things? No.
You set aside the note, maybe if she didn’t see it once at home, she would have forgotten about it. You comfortably sat on the huge and cozy couch, ready to spend the day as you wished and wanted. You started with your favorite cooking show, to your usual documentary about animals and a good episode of your favorite tv serie.
Time was passing fast, too fast, and the more you thought about it the more you realized that maybe following Lena’s orders wasn’t as difficult as it seemed. The uncomfortable sound of the clock was getting louder and louder one minute after another, but nothing set you off like the sound of house keys turning in the lock.
You stood up, waiting for your mommy in front of the couch.
“Love?” Your mommy called from the hallway. “There you are” she smiled once she saw you. She was as beautiful as when she left: her clothes were still neat and ironed, her heels were still on and her makeup looked perfect.
You greeted her with a chaste kiss on her right cheek, feeling guilty for not following the few rules and tasks she gave you. Your hand was on her toned abdomen as you raised yourself on your tip toes to reach her face with your lips, but soon returned on your side, as you patiently waited for her to keep doing the talking.
She was definitely surprised by your cautious and shy attitude, you were always overly enthusiastic to see her at home and show her what you had done during the day. You could feel her gaze peering from you from head to toe, then disappearing and heading to your kitchen.
“No Mommy” you quickly snapped grabbing her wrist. You lowered your eyes feeling her stop, and released her wrist slowly. “Don’t go in the kitchen, please” you whispered, keeping your sight on her shining leather heels.
She took a deep breath, knowing too well your ways to communicate you broke a rule. She slowly took your hand in hers, and walked with you until you were both in front of the black and pricy refrigerator. “Can you open it for me, Angel?” She asked you, not forcing any eye contact.
You shook your head no, a clear sign of your earlier disobedience. “Is there a reason you didn’t follow your rules? Are you feeling sick? Tired? Did someone bothered you?” She checked in before the serious talk.
You shook you head again, but this time, a verbal answer was needed. You felt a gentle tap on the back of the hand she was holding. “Words, please”
“No, Mommy”
She nodded, reflecting on her next moves. “Go sit on the couch, I’ll change in something more adaptable to what’s coming, you and I need to talk about the tasks and rules I gave you, and the reason you decided not to follow them”
Your hand eased the hold you had on hers, and with a little encouraging pat on your bottom, she headed to your bedroom, quickly wearing her comfier clothes, not making you wait any longer.
You sat on the sofa, and looked at your hands on your lap. Was it that difficult to go grocery shopping? You would have been cuddled in the bathtub with your mommy by now. You also realized your clothes were scattered on the bedroom floor and the bed was still unmade.
You felt a warm hand on your shoulder, snapping you out of your thoughts. “Did you hear what I said, y/n?”. Her calling you by your first name was definitely not a good sign, a serious scolding was coming towards you.
“No, Mommy” you answer. “May you repeat again, please?” You asked politely. She sighed and lifted your chin, her tired eyes meeting your for the first time since she came home. You almost teared up seeing how worn out she was, you mommy worked hard for you, and you couldn’t even follow the few tasks she gave you. “I said, are the rules I expect you to follow too much?”
“N-No mommy” your lower lip quivering as you spoke. It was useless to make her ask another ten questions before actually reaching the truth. “There wasn’t a reason, I just wanted to spend the day on the couch”
She released your chin, her back leaning on the soft leather. “Corner, fifteen minutes” she said pointing the dark spot where the window met the wall. “You are going in the corner for the following reasons: you didn’t do the grocery shopping, you didn’t make the bed and as I suppose, you didn’t clean the picture frames”
“Yes Mommy” you agreed with her.
The time spent in the corner had been a decision of the both of you: you had understood how much it helped you to think about how things could have gone differently if you had followed the rules, while it also gave Lena time to decide how she would punish you for what you did, and in this case, for what you didn’t do.
She didn’t get up from the couch in those fifteen minutes, so you knew that whatever punishment she chose, it would have been delivered in the living room. A spanking, for sure.
The timer went off. “Come here, stand in front of me” she commanded pointing the spot right in front of her. “You know the drill” she sighed. She was clearly too tired for a planned and serious punishment, she just wanted you to understand what you did wrong
“Mommy knows, I also wish I could lay on the couch all day when I’m not working. But I also know that there are things we need to do for our well-being, such as removing the dust and buying fresh and healthy food. I asked you to do those things because I had tomorrow morning free, and I wanted to spend it with you doing something fun, but now we will use it to do what you didn’t do today, and I’m not thrilled about it either”
A morning, a whole morning just you and your mommy, ruined because of your laziness, that’s your first thought.
“Don’t blame it on yourself, I didn’t tell you” she quickly reassured. “But I still need to punish you”. You nodded and sniffled away your tears. “Five spankings are more than enough, I’ll deliver them over your clothes, so we can cuddle right away after I’m over with it”
“Yes Mommy, sorry Mommy” You said laying on her lap, your head resting on your folded arms. “I’m being punished because I didn’t follow the rules, you’ll give me five spankings and I’ll be forgiven for what I did once the punishment is over. My safe word is red and I’ll use it if it’s too much, aftercare will be provided as always”
That was what she wanted you to say before each punishment. A gentle but firm reminder about the fact that despite being in charge, you had acknowledged what was going to happen, and you knew you had control on it. You memorized it, making your mommy proud by repeating it without being asked anymore.
“Good girl” she praised you rubbing your clothed bottom.
She started without announcing or warning you, her hand firm and hard against your bottom. You whimpered, jointing forward as the pain rushed into your pristine skin. The first three were quick, and as always, it wasn’t the pain the thing that brought tears to your eyes. The fact that your mommy was disappointed in your behavior, made you incredibly sad, you wanted to be mommy’s good girl.
Your slowly reached down with your hand, secretly taking hold of her shirt; it comforted you, you felt connected with her soul by doing that.
The last two spankings landed on your sitting spot, but before realizing it, you were already into your mommy’s arms, snuggled in her chest. “I’m sorry” you mumbled, tears wetting her shirt. “I ruined our day and tomorrow morning”
She held you close, a hand on your back and the other behind your knees, and let you cry into her chest until you calmed down. “You didn’t ruin anything, it’s okay, we still have a lot of time for ourselves. I will order in and you’ll fill the bathtub, we are going to have a nice hot bath with bubbles and a nice dinner watching a movie”
You relaxed into her embrace, thinking about how lucky you were to have a Mommy like her. “I love you” you whispered against her skin.
“I love you, too”
