Good Vibes

i can’t get this to come out how i want it to so here you guys go!!

OCTANE LETS GOOOOOOOO ive been playing apex a bit too much lately ngllll

hi! can i request reader being butters' and (seperately) tweek's adoptive parent/parental figure? i just want to give those boys a blanket and a hug, they have my entire heart.

Hi, these boys are really adorable!!! These boys should really get some love!!! Thanks for asking!!!

Butters

Dude, he literally felt weird. Aren't they trying to punish him?

There's a bit of pressure on him. Did he do something wrong since you became his new parent?

He's taking a long time adjusting to the change in location (if you decide to move) and to you.

He still misses his biological parents. Is it wrong that he feels more comfortable with you?

You give him lots of time, which he appreciates.

Lots of cuddles!!! You started them and then you started getting a huge amount of them on a daily basis.

You play different board games with him on Saturdays, he loves how lucky you are to play those games!!! Oh wait, he won? Also? Wow, you definitely didn't give in and lost your grip!!! Now Chaos is on top!!!

He draws a lot and then shows his drawings. They are so cute!!! A lot of them are hanging on the walls.

In fact, I feel like you love to squeeze his cheeks. He's your little cutie pie!

You don't approve of his friends, but you don't forbid him from socializing with them either. Since Leo wants to socialize, what's the problem? However, you will hint about befriending someone else, like Pip. He won't be mad about it and will try it!!!

Can he finally talk to someone about Hello Kitty??? Does he???

You watch cartoons and shows together. God, you've had so many wonderful evenings!!!

Rarely, but you cook together. You even bought him Hello Kitty molds to make him more satisfied with his work and it brings him joy. Hey, this is really good!!! Now he dreams of having his own kitty cafe!!!

Actually, it takes a lot of attention and effort. No, he's a great kid, very much so even! But the fact that he hangs out with Team Stan makes it unbearable. They're dragging your innocent boy in!!!

Talking about it, he's surprised you can hear him. When he talked about what was going on, he was usually just chastised.

He gets sick a lot. He loves the rain. Also gets into trouble with Cartman. So you are at his bedside most of the time if possible, but if you can't, you leave him an instruction and something good to eat!

He is afraid that you will scold him for his grades, even after a long time together. However, seeing that unhappy grade, YOU rush to comfort him. He cries at this point.

And if you have biological/adoptive children, he will happily befriend them!!! Now they get into trouble together. It sounds like a vicious cycle!

You come up with a new nickname for each other every week.

However, you adore Butters! He's your little angel!!!

Tweek

It's definitely stressful. He can't function at all.

He doesn't accept you, from the word go. To him, you bought him into slavery.

Over time, you get along. But it takes a lot. You've endured two months of scandals, battered things, and torn hair out.

You wouldn't move, although you definitely thought about it. However, moving is a huge stressor for this boy, as is staying here. The biological parents, the school environment... However, he has friends here, the hype will go away.

He's surprised when you put on coffee. At first he thinks you'll give him a kick out. But you ask him what happened. It was his best day.

You make a calming playlist for him. Now he's always wearing headphones.

He's definitely sleeping, not always, but he's getting better and better at it!!! If insomnia overwhelms him, though, he goes to your place instead of drinking coffee.

You watch cartoons and shows on the weekends that aren't particularly stressful. You crawl under the covers along with mugs of hot herbal tea.

You don't really drink coffee, very rarely. You know the effect it has on your boy, though you had no idea for what reason.

Definitely has become calmer.

He trusts you. Gosh, he wasn't afraid to bring his boyfriend to meet you!!! Although, he was definitely afraid something would go wrong, but it went very well.

Your kid's friends seemed pretty nice, and they're content to stop by often. Especially to eat baked goods.

You and Tweek cook together very often. At first, it wasn't great, but hey, long work and nice results!!! Now you are two satisfied bakers.

You get a cat so your boy can learn responsibility and peace of mind. All was well until he almost killed the cat with the door. However, he's still alive, and Tweek takes care of it very diligently.

He's honestly a little wary of you, lol. You scare him. You know what all this good stuff is for? Are you planning on selling him to shark organizations?

You draw a lot, it really makes him feel better about himself. Tweek gets his emotions out on paper.

You're the reconciling party to a lot of boyish arguments (whether it's between Craig and Tweek or others)

Lots of hugging at first, however, if he gets uncomfortable, you stop doing it. He appreciates it, but would rather not be touched.

You also keep track of his meals, as he wakes up late or loses track of time, so he is late, hence breakfast or lunch is out of the question. So you have to remind him what time it is, put lunch in his backpack.

So absent-minded. You sometimes have to bring his backpack or something else. Also, if in the process of putting it together, he makes a mess, you clean it up together later.

You squeeze his hand to tell him you love him, it calms him down, especially in public. You also rub his hair, unknowingly and only at home.

Tweek appreciation he has so many talents and good things about him he’s such a good boi ❤❤

Stan the knight who? Mid.

Craig the thief. Our beloved. Get out if you dislike him ughh 🙄 /nsrs

3am Phonecalls

Started watching this monster of show again. And Pajama Day was cute god damn it.

This kid xd

It’s an old joke but this is my take on it

Hope you like it!

Part 2 for monster au stuff! I don’t really have anything in depth this time around like I did with the last post, but then again that post was also just kinda explaining a lot of how the au works. 

i wanna be forced to drink endless glasses of water and hold so long that i start begging to be allowed the privilege of relief. in any way, dropping to my knees clutching myself and crying, please just let me piss, even let me piss myself if it’s what you want, i can’t be this desperate much longer, i’ll do anything…

desperate enough that when i hear another mean “no, stop asking” i burst into tears. hearing them laugh and press their boot down on my bladder, laughing harder when i buckle over trying not to piss myself. hearing “aw, baby, it’s supposed to be hard. it’s supposed to feel like this. you’re supposed to feel like this. now thank me for not allowing you to piss, come give me head while you’re at it”

i’d still be crying, crawling over to them, my thighs pressed together and trembling. trying to make them cum as fast as possible bc maybe they’ll let me go after. getting my dumb teary face slapped for bouncing desperately in place trying not to piss myself instead of giving them a better rhythm. barely able to focus on using my mouth because all i can think about is my need, the overwhelming ache in my stretched bladder, how tightly im clenched trying not to leak.

i make them cum, and my reward is a few more sips of water, and them tossing down some balled up towels. “don’t get excited,” they say when i look hopeful. “this is just for you to hump. you’re squirming all over the place, you must be so horny! so let me watch you grind your cunt on these, aren’t i so nice? …. what do you mean, you won’t be able to cum without pissing yourself? that doesn’t sound right, you haven’t even had that much to drink. don’t be silly. stop arguing and ride these.”

it’d be so miserable, feeling my bladder slosh with the rock of my hips, clenching desperately, sobbing harder when they tell me i’m going too slow. if i want to get to use the bathroom i better be a good girl and put on a show, play with my tits and grind my swollen wet cunt on the towels (“see, i knew you were enjoying this, your cunt doesn’t lie. if you really had to piss that badly you wouldn’t be enjoying it so much”) and crying even harder when they press their boot down on my bladder again and tell me to keep humping

of course every time i started to feel good i’d almost leak. it’d be so obvious when i finally do, a spot appearing on the towel and me gasping and clutching for myself. “i didn’t say you could stop humping, and i didn’t say you could piss, either,” they’d tell me. “are you really going to piss yourself humping some towels like a dog? i guess i need to buy a puppy pad for you. keep going”

of course i’d reach my limit. it would feel too good, and i’d leak, and try to stop, but my body would just… fail. lose control. i’d moan like a whore as i let go, the vulnerability of my bladder bursting beyond my control and the relief and warmth soaking the towels. i’d piss for so long, unable to stop, my eyes rolled up with pleasure and rutting my cunt on piss soaked towels and whimpering with relief when i finished and my bladder throbbed with an empty ache.

of course the goal all along was to make me cry and push me to the point of losing control completely. they’d either tease me with sweet mock praise, telling me good girl for holding so long and to thank them for testing and pushing me… or be mean, laugh at me and remind me that i didn’t have permission and pissed myself like a stupid disobedient animal. either way they’d make me keep humping the piss soaked towels and beg to cum.

and then, after cleaning up, they give me another glass of water… this is training, after all, so now i should be able to drink even more and hold even longer this time, and the goals will keep increasing each time or else i’ll be punished… and i’m almost grateful to start drinking and be kept under such complete humiliating control