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goodbye_wonderland and you'll just throw me to the ground 》 implied!mysterion/professor chaos; toolshed x call girl ; wonder tweek/super craig | (drabble? tfbw compliant) - the new kid still wasn't sure what gave her the hunch. Maybe it was the way his gruff voice seemed to lose just a smidgen of its edge when giving a monologue to Chaos or maybe it was the angered growl that rumbled deep when Coon nearly threw the smaller blonde villain off the rooftop of a office building; regardless, the new kid felt it in her bones. Chaos was, or is, special to Mysterion.
regulated white lies 》onesided!new kid × mysterion ; suggested!mysterion/professor chaos | ( drabble? ) | "work alone, huh?" the voice, unexpected and unfamiliar, jumped the caped crusader. "you can fucking talk?" he gruffed at the new kid. he (she?) was staring at him from underneath their own hood, a deep rosy pink thing with a ruffled top. they ignored him. "i've seen you play 'superheros' with just Chaos, ya know."
you can say anything you wanna (i dont give a shit) 》 butters x new kid ; kenny/butters ; kenny x new kid | (one-shot) | this was one of those things that kenny could have dealt without seeing, and he even wasn't completely sure what was bothering him so badly about it. But it sucked -- seeing the new kid, who they recently discovered was a fucking girl, pressed against butters' hip, head against his shoulder as they watched something on his iPad together. kenny clenched his teeth, molars grinding. fuck fucking fuckity fuck.
in deep 》captain diabetes x new kid | (drabble \ aged up!fic) | "scott, dude, the fuck?" kite mumbled, open mouthed at the now receding back of butthole. 'it's captain to you," the 12 year-old in question answered. "what is it, fellow hero?" he asked, turning too to watch the new kid. "shes sits on your face?!"
regulated white lies 》onesided!new kid × mysterion ; suggested!mysterion/professor chaos | ( drabble? ) | "work alone, huh?" the voice, unexpected and unfamiliar, jumped the caped crusader. "you can fucking talk?" he gruffed at the new kid. he (she?) was staring at him from underneath their own hood, a deep rosy pink thing with a ruffled top. they ignored him. "i've seen you play 'superheros' with just Chaos, ya know."
you can say anything you wanna (i dont give a shit) 》 butters x new kid ; kenny/butters ; kenny x new kid | (one-shot) | this was one of those things that kenny could have dealt without seeing, and he even wasn't completely sure what was bothering him so badly about it. But it sucked -- seeing the new kid, who they recently discovered was a fucking girl, pressed against butters' hip, head against his shoulder as they watched something on his iPad together. kenny clenched his teeth, molars grinding. fuck fucking fuckity fuck.
in deep 》captain diabetes x new kid | (drabble \ aged up!fic) | "scott, dude, the fuck?" kite mumbled, open mouthed at the now receding back of butthole. 'it's captain to you," the 12 year-old in question answered. "what is it, fellow hero?" he asked, turning too to watch the new kid. "shes sits on your face?!"
