#youbxstards

[reservedstrength]

youbxstards started following worldofultimates

       “Hey bastard, watch where you're stepping. I’m in a hurry and I don’t need you keeping up my stride.”

   The boy spoke in a harsh tone as he walked on passed without another word. His hands were pushed down into his dress pants and looked like your stereotypical mob boss. His stance was rather laid back, but had a sense of business about it--- it was obvious this guy wasn’t fucking around. 

[wheresyourhope-moved]

@youbxstards started following wheresyourhope

          “I only wish to know if you had good intentions...”

     Peko spoke softly, though she was ready to strike if she needed to. If this person meant to harm the young master, she wanted to stop them. He frequently told her she worried too much, but it didn’t matter. It was her duty to protect him from any harm.

[stephenstop-blog]

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Memories || Accepting

💚- A memory that makes them feel guilty

“You know I’ve always known that he wasn’t mine. You think I’m a moron?”

“Then why do you never say anything? Why am I the only one that has to deal with him while you go off--”

“It’s my job, you knew that when we got married that I wouldn’t be around much.”

“Not like you are now! I barely see you even when you’re back, the only face around the house since Budd moved out is him.”

“Can’t stand being alone with your own mistakes? What do you want me to say?”

“I don’t know, anything?? Or at least have the decency to leave, instead of making me have to act out this charade.”

“And then what? What would you do once it’s just the two of you? I have the decency to stay, because if I didn’t, you’d have full responsibility of that kid. And despite how much I hate him, not even I wish that upon him.”

“So, then I guess we’re stuck with him.”

“I guess we are.”

[scmefriends]

   ❝ you shoulda seen the look on cartman’s face when craig threw that pencil at him. you really missed a lot today at school, dude. ❞

                 * ( @youbxstards / liked for a starter.

[guessthatsoundstupid]

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     🎔ℬ𝓊𝓉𝓉ℯ𝓇𝓈;;– ‘ H--Huh!? I can’t do that, Kyle! That’d be horrible! ‘ As if whatever Cartman put in Butters’ jello when he’d walked away from it for a little bit wasn’t bad enough. There was no way he could hope to cram this down his throat-- He might get a punch to the face he was not hoping to have today. ‘ I--I’ll just throw it away... I didn’t want that jello anyway. I don’t really... I don’t really like the strawberry banana flavour anyway. ‘

     That was a boldfaced lie but he would deal with it for now. Maybe he could make some, or get someone to help him make some later.

[starspot-hub]

@youbxstards wants Kyle to get some hero dick~

It’s been months since Mysterion has been visiting Kyle on the regular. Kenny felt awful for taking advantage of his friend’s ignorance that he was Kyle’s super hero crush, but what was he supposed to do? Reveal his identity that he’s kept secret for years just because his crush liked his alter ego? Not to mention he knew Kyle was going to be pissed off since he’d been flirting back ever since he found out Kyle liked Mysterion. It was a lose/lose situation right now, but Kenny’s better judgement had won in the end.

Mysterion found himself tapping on Kyle’s window, just like he’d done countless times before. Once the other had opened up the glass pane, he slipping inside silently and brushed himself off. A heavy sigh left his lips, not wanting to prolong the inevitable by getting distracted by their usual ‘banter’. “Kyle, we have to talk.” His tone was serious, gaze locked on the red head as he stood before him. Kenny thanked the gods it was dark out and that he wore a mask so Kyle couldn’t see much of his face, flushed red with embarrassment and nervousness.

[sirmarshwalker-blog]

{  I think tumblr deleted the ask; sO @youbxstards​ sent a 7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN MEME  request   }                    ROLLED; 3                        Sʜʏ/ᴀᴡᴋᴡᴀʀᴅ ᴋɪss

      After getting shoved into Bebe’s closet, Stan didn’t expect him or Kyle to actually fall victim to this ridiculous game. Standing in the tiny compacted room, the fabric of jackets brush against them as they stood together, chests practically squished to the others. “I can’t believe we’re actually about to do this...” Stan’s cheeks were red as he dipped down to Kyle’s height, his hands resting on the red heads shoulders.      He could barely see the red face of his best friend right in front of him in the dim light of the room, the light peaking through the cracks of the door only illuminate as much so Stan could see the form of the redheads lips. The sudden bounce in his chest and twist of his guts makes Stan nervous. He hears Kyle shyly muttering about how this was just some stupid game, how they didn’t have to take part in any of this, but the raven cut his rant short.

    In the darkness of the room, Stan moves impulsively, leaning down to press his lips to Kyle’s. Their noses bump together and Stan can feel the heat of both of their faces flare up. The pairs lips kiss for a moment before they split apart, the two staring at the other, blinking and unable to find words to speak.

                                            ᴋɴᴏᴄᴋ                                                     ᴋɴᴏᴄᴋ

    Knuckle rap against the wood of the door, signalling their time was almost up. Stan’s eyes never shift away from Kyle as his friend turns to the door. “Wait-” A hand reaches up for Kyle’s shoulder, turning him around and kissing him one last time. “Heh. Sorry, dude-” He couldn’t help but think the warm hue on Kyle’s face was cute. Even as he stood awkwardly as Stan took his hand and walked them out the door.

[nbdyshome]

(( Continued from here with @youbxstards ))

          Football camp had been quite the experience for Stan. Four long weeks of playing his favorite sport, meeting famous players, learning new strategies, and enjoying the state of the art facilities at the college in Denver, where the camp had taken place. It had been the most fun he had had in a long time. He was almost sorry to have to return to Southpark. Almost. He had missed his best friend, even in the midst of all the fun he had been having.

          He walked into the classroom and didn’t immediately spot Kyle. He smiled at the people who walked past him and greeted him, gave a couple of his teammates a high five, and then looked around to see who else was in his class. His eyes immediately locked onto Wendy, and he felt a sad tug at his heart. She had broken up with him yet again at the beginning of the summer break. Between her and Kyle, it was hard to tell who he had missed more. All the seats around her were taken by her friends and she was talking excitedly to her neighbor. For a moment their eyes met. Stan was the first to look away, feeling the weird tension between them that always accompanied their breakups. 

          Then he heard Kyle call his name and the tension broke. He found the redhead and felt a grin tug his mouth up. God, he had missed his super best friend. Okay, he had definitely missed Kyle more than his ex. Things between him and Wendy were often rocky, but he and Kyle had fought like... six times over their entire lives. Kyle was a much needed constant in his life and probably the person he was closest to. God, it was good to see him again!

          He shifted his bag on his shoulder and made his way between the rows of desks to get to the seat that had been saved for him.

          “Kyle,” He said in greeting, dropping into his seat and lightly punching his friend’s shoulder. “Dude, you’ve got no idea how much I’ve missed you. There were times I considered resigning up for facebook just so I could see what you were up to, and you know how much I hate facebook. I got so much to tell you about! How’ve you been, man?”