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@wisteriagrcve
⫘⫘⫘ 𝐒𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 & 𝐌𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐄𝐱𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐑𝐏 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐠 ─ 𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚 & 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐏𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐬. 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐀𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲. ⫘⫘⫘
⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ 𝐍𝐨 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬! 𝐃𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝! 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐀𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝! ⫘⫘⫘⫘
⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ 𝐈𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐱 : 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘
⫘⫘⫘ 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐄𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 : 𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 | 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 | 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 ⫘⫘⫘⫘
⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐄𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 : 𝐒𝐏 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐚 ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘
𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬 : 𝐊𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲 [ 𝐀𝐧𝐲 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 ] | 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 | 𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐂 : 𝐀𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐚 [ 𝐎𝐂 ] & 𝐂𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞
ㅤㅤㅤㅤSMUT PROMPTS FOR YOU SPICY FREAKS ❤ – please change pronouns and verbiage as needed. add “+ reverse” at the end of the prompt to reverse the roles.
encore: for sender to initiate consensual sex the moment they're alone with receiver after receiver intentionally spent the last hour teasing sender in public where they could not react.
eye contact: for sender to guide receiver's face back to looking at sender while they're actively engaged in sex or foreplay.
love bites: for sender to nip and gently bite at receiver's body as they kiss and explore.
hands on: for sender to slowly guide receiver's hands along their body where they wish to be touched, prompting where to squeeze, massage, and explore.
shower paint: after playfully getting house paint on one another when they should have been painting the walls, sender guides receiver to the shower where the fun continues.
last hurrah: for whatever reason, sender and receiver are parting ways. but not before one last time before they go.
t-shirt: sender can be found waiting at home for receiver with nothing but receiver's large t-shirt on while standing (or bending forward) in a compromising position.
solo act: sender intentionally pleasures themself while receiver is watching. receiver joins in on finishing the job.
insatiable: sender and receiver have repeatedly engaged in sex all day, despite both having reached the point of exhaustion.
i love you: sender and receiver haven't defined their relationship status, but while they're having sex, sender slips and tells receiver they love them.
exes to lovers: sender and receiver have been broken up for well over a year or two. after a coincidental run in, sender finds themself in receiver's bed.
Ribbit had been hiding away in the cafe all day and while on the outside that wasn’t completely unlike her, some of the cast had started seeking her out when she went missing. Something felt off with her, and while she hadn’t actually talked about it with anyone it was pretty obvious she was starting to drift away from the group she normally was so excited to be with.
Today, it was Aurora. The ball-jointed doll with the TV for a head and an odd way of speaking that had showed up in the circus a little after Ribbit. She wasn’t unwanted company, in fact the frog visually brightened when the other entered the room. Her shoulders straightened and with a slightly sheepish smile, she’d give the other a friendly wave.
“Looking for some quiet time too?” She’d ask in that warm tone as her fingers trace the edge of her empty mug.
@wisteriagrcve --- ft. Aurora
ᨒ↟ 𖠰𖥧˚ ❝ Yes. ❞ The buzz of a voice replied, sounding tired, hard to tell who’s recorded vocals it was since there was too much static. Aurora typically would have a face on the screen. Something digital to show emotion. Yet it was just those rainbow bars you’d get on a bad tv channel that wasn’t getting a signal. Seemed that last adventure Caine shoved her into with a couple others didn’t go exactly as planned. Too overstimulating for her.
ᨒ↟ 𖠰𖥧˚ Gracefully walking to a seat then plopping down gently upon the cushion. ❝ Quiet time. ❞ Putting a hand under her frame like how many would rest their chin on their hand. ❝ Getting away from everyone. You are ok. ❞ Saying that she didn’t want Ribbit to leave.
what's in the stupid sauce? My friend wants to know.
Ones and zeros and lust.
[ TXT ] : HAND TO GOD UR NOT
[ TXT ] : CUZ IF U ARE LYING, IM KICKING UR ASS
[ TXT ] : AND U DONT GET A PASS FOR BEING A GIRL
[ TXT ] : fine fine. FINE
[ TXT ] : i trust u this one time. ONE time
[ TXT ] : dont mess up
[ TXT ] : where do u wanna meet
[ TXT ] : On Satan I’m not. No need to kick my ass. [ TXT ] : Yaaayyy. :3c [ TXT ] : I can come pick you up @ your house then drive us over to the mall. [ TXT ] : Unless you wanna meet @ the mall. If so then I'll be outside the Hot Topic.
there was once a time where seeing his super best friend was as casual & as easy as breathing ; something automatic, something that’s essential to the very core of his being if he hopes to survive. when they were younger, there were instances where one of them would even stay the night for days at a time, regardless of having school the next day. most of the time it was stan staying at kyle’s, borrowing his clothes & eating at his dinner table until kyle’s mom would not-so subtlety shoo him next door to his own house.
now, they had jobs & grades that actually mattered & extracurriculars. kyle’s parents were adamant about him taking honors courses & having several diverse after school activities in order to make his college resumé shine. kyle just kind of wanted to be a teenager.
“honestly, dude?” he starts, scooting a hairs breadth closer to stan on the couch. “i don’t even care. is it gay of me to say im just kind of glad to hang out with you one on one again?” he half shrugs before stan has a chance to answer.
“but i say we start by chilling here & see how we feel. i feel fucking wiped. the only reason i’m free today is because basketball practice got moved, but i had to go right after debate club let out yesterday. my fumes are running on fumes.” he sneaks a curious glance at stan from his peripheral, right over the thin wire frame of his glasses.
“it is seriously cool to just be again, man.”
ᨒ↟ 𖠰𖥧˚ ❝ I feel the same way. Seriously feels like it’s been ages since we’ve just hung out without Cartman and Kenny around us. ❞ He didn’t mind group hang outs but right now he just wanted to be with his super best friend. Together.....Alone....
ᨒ↟ 𖠰𖥧˚ Stan could feel that. Just running on fumes. He was a football player so he needed to keep his grades up. Then there was his parents. Fighting between them had happened more and more, really they needed a fucking divorce. It was why he’d try to be anywhere else. If he had to stay home then the alcohol was brought out as he locked himself in his bedroom.
ᨒ↟ 𖠰𖥧˚ He scooted closer to Kyle as well, wanting to close the distance between them. Just sitting side by side so that they could lean against one another. He had an arm across the back of the couch behind his friend. So close to dropping it to be around Kyles shoulders.
ᨒ↟ 𖠰𖥧˚ ❝ We can just lounge around then. Totally fine with me. ❞
@andgoodniight Stepped into the Grove | Starter Request
ᨒ↟ 𖠰𖥧˚ Cartman was once again annoying Kyle, as he always did. Insulting the Jewish boy over something idiotic. It was a never ending cycle with these two. Frenemies till the end of time it seemed. ❝ Gosh Kyle I didn't know your face could be as red as your hair! Are you seriously that pissed off at me? Thats hilarious! ❞ He was smirking rather smugly at how angry the ginger was.
⋆ · 𖤓 · ⋆ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 ··· a collection of sunburnt skin and borrowed time, summer love that knows its own expiration date, the ache of wanting someone between June and September. genre: romance, slow burn, angst, summer melancholy.
You've been looking at me all night. Are you going to do something about it or are we just going to keep pretending?
I don't think about you. Except every time the wind picks up. And every time the sun goes down.
You're leaving in August. I know that. I'm choosing not to think about it yet.
I don't know what this is. I do know I don't want it to stop.
The screen door keeps slamming and you keep showing up on my porch and I keep not telling you to go.
Three months. That's all this is. Tell me you understand that.
I've been trying to talk myself out of you for six weeks. It's not working.
Stay for the sunset. That's all I'm asking.
Dance with me in the parking lot.
This is my favorite version of you. Sandy feet, no plans, laughing at nothing.
You fell asleep on my shoulder at the drive-in and I didn't move for two hours.
I picked these for you on the walk over. They're a little wilted. I think they're still pretty.
I've never had someone look at me the way you look at me in the morning light.
Every song on the radio sounds like it's about you and I'm losing my grip on reality.
The fireflies are out. Come sit with me. Bring the blanket.
You wrote your number on a napkin like it's 1997 and it's the most romantic thing anyone has ever done.
You make ordinary days feel like something worth remembering.
September is going to ruin me and we both know it.
I'm not ready to talk about when you leave. Can we just have tonight?
You said this was temporary. You promised me it was temporary. Why doesn't it feel temporary?
This is the last bonfire of the summer. I need you to know what this meant to me.
I can't keep your sweatshirt. If I keep it I'll never get over this.
The house is going to feel so empty when you leave. The whole town is going to feel empty.
I keep driving past the place we met like it's going to bring the summer back.
The lake looks different without you next to it. Everything looks different without you next to it.
I don't regret a single day. I regret that there weren't more of them.
Take something of mine with you. So I know part of me is wherever you are.
Get in the car. I'm not telling you where we're going. Trust me.
You navigate. I'll drive. We're not stopping until the tank is empty or you fall asleep.
We got lost three hours ago and I've never been happier.
You look good in my sunglasses. Keep them.
Pull over. Right here. I want to remember this exact sky.
@andgoodniight Stepped into the Grove | Starter Request
ᨒ↟ 𖠰𖥧˚ Getting time to spend with friends on a weekend was trickier than before. Being busy with activities or a dead-end job. Whatever the case was it sucked. So Stan was pretty grateful that he and Kyle finally got a day to hang out together.
ᨒ↟ 𖠰𖥧˚ ❝ So what do you want to do? Play video games or hang out at the mall? We could go to a comic book store. Unless you just want to chill and binge watch a tv show. ❞ The bleach blonde goth wasnt sure what to do since they didn't plan anything out. Just said hey are you free? then hoped for the best.
I've been watching talking hallmark on youtube for the past couple hours while rping on discord. Just having a mush brain day cause I was gonna try being on @/ciphergrcve but maybe that'll be a tomorrow thing. Anywaysssss shove some asks in my inbox and I'll reply to them.
His jaw dropped open for a moment, before he firmly shut it. Someone he didn't know well, he assumed they wouldn't know about Cartman, not just slam straight into a future problem. His hands moved faster, fidgeting with his fingers and skin.
"Y-Yeah that's me. I-I guess I help with.. This? T-The setup and cleanup mostly! I-I don't support anything he s-says." He spoke quickly, as if used to people lumping him in with Cartman's antics.
ᨒ↟ 𖠰𖥧˚ Being in this town and around the others she’d heard plenty about Cartman and his group. How they weren’t the best of guys. Did pretty fucked up shit actually and sometimes still did so even now. Basically a big red flag to avoid but they sounded like a fun group of guys even if they were chaotic. She could deal with whatever was thrown her way.
ᨒ↟ 𖠰𖥧˚ Kitty couldn’t help but smile and laugh a little bit. ❝ You help out yet you don’t support anything? Sounds a bit contradictive to me. ❞ Obviously he did if he was hanging around Cartman. If Butters didn’t support what the fatass did then why even hang out with the guy?
Was he accepting the offer, actually? He got so excited, until Butter's mentioned for a night. No, come on man. Stan frowned slightly, putting a reassuring arm on his shoulder, trying to give off that comforting, protective air Kenny and Kyle were so good at producing. He hoped it was enough.
"I mean, tonight of course is on the table, but I meant like. Long term dude. Like you can crash at my shit place as long as you want to be there. You could live with me until you find your own place. Like I said, I truly know it's not a lot, but it's safe. It's- Okay not quiet, my drunk self lives there, but more peaceful? You don't have to answer, and you can still stay over tonight but please consider it? As your friend, I hate seeing you mistreated man. Reminds me of Randy's dumbass."
ᨒ↟ 𖠰𖥧˚ Stan seemed really serious about this offer. How could Butters say no? Besides... it’d be really nice to be in a space where he didn’t feel like had to tiptoe around every little thing. Sure they’d be a little cramped but he could keep most of his things in that old storage locker.
ᨒ↟ 𖠰𖥧˚ ❝ I don’t mind handling you when you’re drunk. So I guess I could stick around for a while. Plus I’m sure it wont be for too long. ❞ The blonde had a lot of money saved up, but he needed to get used to living away from his parents first. So being in Stan’s house would be perfect actually for that factor. ❝ We should swing by my place just so I can grab a few things before we head to your house. ❞ Just needed to sneak in, pack a bag, then sneak right back out.
That moment when I may add Kyle to my list cause I did muse him in rps with my bro friend. Like I'm just missing Kenny basically cause ive never rped him and lord id feel embarrassed if I did him wrong cause hes basically my favorite of the mains.
Maybe I'd like rp Kenny in private servers if it was just me and 1 other person. But if people want Kyle I'll toss him.
༘⋆｡ let's get trope-y.
almost a sequel to this. for the cliches, the relationships you read about in romance novels & see on your tv screen.
friends to lovers.
be honest, have you ever thought about us?
if this ruins everything, i'll still be glad i said it.
you're the safest place i've ever been.
i don't want to risk our friendship.
i'm terrified of losing you.
you've slept over a hundred times before... but this feels different.
i see how you look at me.
you look radiant tonight.
i'm sorry, but i'm in love with you. and i think you love me too.
i don't know why but i hate your new [ partner. ]
if this is a dream, don't wake me up.
you always know exactly what to say.
fake dating.
hold my hand. act normal!
we said no falling for each other.
you're scarily good at pretending to like me.
i thought the plan was to fake a relationship, not be in one!
you kissed me like it actually meant something.
oh thank god, they bought our story.
quick! kiss me.
don't look at me like you actually want me.
i wanna see how far we can take this.
why does everyone think we're perfect together? ...are we?
this was supposed to be simple! then i...
quick reminder: we're just pretending.
rivals to lovers.
god, you're insufferable!
you're infuriating. and yet... i miss you when you're not here.
you're the last person i want to care about.
i think you're the only person that actually understands me.
i've never felt like i've been pushed so far by someone before.
i want to win. but i don't want to lose you.
you're the only one who can keep up with me.
you drive me crazy. and i think i'm crazy for you.
i think you're the only person i want to compete with.
i'm tired of pretending like i don't care about you.
if you win, you can have me for the night.
mutual pining.
why did you say friend like that when you introduced me?
do you ever feel like you're holding onto the shadow of something?
don't read too much into that.
i'm not staring at you! i was just looking in that direction.
i guess i just know too much about you.
it's nothing. just my imagination running wild again.
i'm not jealous of them! you'd... make a cute couple.
i wasn't waiting for you, i just happened to be here.
it's silly, but i always notice when you're not around.
you don't need to say anything. just sit with me.
enemies to lovers.
you make my blood boil... and i hate that i like it.
maybe i'm fighting for more than just victory.
i hate you. i'm terrified of what that means.
i loathe everything about you.
i will destroy everything you stand for. but i won't hurt you.
i'm supposed to see you as the enemy!
i can't stop thinking about you. you're in my blood.
you're supposed to tear me down, not look at me like that.
i want to crash into you. i don't care what that means.
we're from opposite worlds! this could never work!
i don't care. i want to keep you safe.
⋆☀︎. county fair scenarios
feel free to combine prompts! add ' reverse ' to switch roles!
[ FERRIS WHEEL ] for my muse to join yours on the ferris wheel
[ COTTON CANDY ] for my muse to buy your muse cotton candy
[ PRIZE ] for my muse to win your muse a prize at a game
[ HAY BALE ] for our muses to sit together on a hay bale
[ FUNHOUSE ] for my muse to find yours lost in the funhouse
[ SNOW CONE ] for my muse to accidentally drop their snow cone
[ PAINT ] for our muses to get their faces painted together
[ RING TOSS ] for my muse to show off (or fail miserably) at ring toss
[ DANCE ] for my muse to ask your muse to dance to a local folk band
[ TICKET ] for my muse to give your muse one of their tickets
[ SNEAK AWAY ] for our muses to ditch the crowd and find a quiet spot away from everyone else
[ RAFFLE ] for my muse to win a raffle for something your muse wants
[ BALLOON ] for my muse to buy your muse a balloon
[ ROLLER COASTER ] for our muses to end up sitting next to each other on the roller coaster
[ PHOTO BOOTH ] for my muse to ask yours to take photos with them
[ TILT-A-WHIRL ] for our muses to ride the tilt-a-whirl together
[ CARAMEL APPLE ] for my muse to let your muse have a bite of their caramel apple
[ STAGE ] for our muses to get pulled up onto the stage during a show
[ SPILL ] for my muse to spill their drink all over yours
[ FUNNEL CAKE ] for our muses to share a funnel cake
[ DUNK TANK ] for my muse to end up in the dunk tank while yours throws the ball
[ KISSING BOOTH ] for my muse to be manning the kissing booth
[ KETTLE CORN ] for my muse to share their bag of kettlecorn with yours
[ PETTING ZOO ] for our muses to spend some time in the petting zoo
[ TUNNEL OF LOVE ] for our muses to end up on the tunnel of love together
[ FORTUNE ] for our muses to get their fortunes told together
[ BOOTH ] for our muses to man a booth together
[ HORSE RIDE ] for our muses to go on a horse ride together
[ LOST ] for our muses to get lost in the crowd together
[ LANTERNS ] for our muses to release lanterns into the night sky together
[ FIREWORKS ] for our muses to watch the night's fireworks together
"Oh yeah, I forgot about that. Mister Fancy Youtuber, doing his Let's Plays. Surprised you still kept going after Thanksgiving honestly but not upset with it. And yeah, you right. Buggy games don't matter as much when it's not your money you wasted."
Kenny kept his eyes locked on the game selection, unable to stop some giggles and suggestive looks at Cartman as dating sims and games extremely unlike him whizzed by. "Hey fingers crossed. Either way, seems you have enough for the whole night at least."
ᨒ↟ 𖠰𖥧˚ ❝ Stop with those fucking looks asshole. I didn’t buy those lame games! Someone else decided to fucking use my account to do it. Damn bitch. ❞ Grumbling angrily since it did piss him off. He was stuck with those now since it was his money spent and well it was pointless trying to get refunded anyways. At least he got paid back for it.
ᨒ↟ 𖠰𖥧˚ Pressing start on the menu and getting it to do co-op. The two have their little gnomes ready to go and burgle homes now. The houses seemed gigantic compared to their character avatars.
Are you fucking kidding me. His dad was one thing; he could handle the feelings about that... Maybe. Drunk and emotional? No. It was his least favourite thing to deal with. But he wouldn't just- drop him again. Last time he last, Stan drove harder into the bottle, so he promised himself he would stick with it.
[ TXT -> 💙🍀 BF🍀💙 ] He got drunk again? Why did you decide to follow suit dumbass?
[ TXT -> 💙🍀 BF🍀💙 ] I put up with you because we've been through worse together, no matter how far down the hole you drink yourself into
[ TXT -> 💙🍀 BF🍀💙 ] Stay there I'm coming. You're not being drunk alone.
[ TXT —› 🧡 Ky 💚 ] : he's annyin af u kn tht. [ TXT —› 🧡 Ky 💚 ] : u donut have to but i aprech.
ᨒ↟ 𖠰𖥧˚ Stan totally didn’t deserve Kyle. He’d make up for this stupid mistake once he was totally sobered up. Man, maybe he should get some help about his own addiction problems. Seriously would suck turning into a drunk lowlife bastard like Randy. Eugh.
ᨒ↟ 𖠰𖥧˚ Oh shit did he have his door unlocked? He should probably go check the front door and see. Hopefully he wouldn't stumble too bad trying to get there.
